“Come here. Let me fix it.” Zevran x Warden
“Ow! Fuck! Andraste’s puckered asshole, that hurts!” Kalliah cried, staring at the pinpricks of red now blossoming on the palm of her hand. She tossed the sword she had been sharpening aside, shoving herself off of the log by the campfire and stalking towards her tent. Once inside, she knelt amongst the furs, getting increasingly frustrated at herself for getting cut on a dull bloody sword of all things. The tent flaps opened softly behind her, and a voice with a thick, Antivan accent asked gently,
“Are you alright, my Warden? I heard one of your more…colourful expletives.”
“I’m fine, Zevran. I just cut myself on that stupid sword.” Kal sighed, dabbing at the blood with a cloth.
“Ah, were you practicing the mighty abilities of the Arcane Warrior? Very impressive, tesoro mio.” Zevran practically hummed, one hand running along Kal’s shoulder.
“Actually…” she swiveled towards him, tugging on his arm to bring him down to her level, “I was just sharpening the fucking sword. I haven’t even started to practice.” She let her head thump against his chest, sighing heavily, “I don’t understand why I have to learn this. Becoming a giant spider on command is so much more fucking intimidating than waving a sharp, metal stick around.” She clenched her fists in frustration, inhaling sharply as she squeezed her new wound. Feeling calloused hands slip down her arms, to grip her hand delicately, she looked up at the elf in front of her.
“Come here, cara mia, let me fix it,” Zevran whispered–face only a hairsbreadth away from her own. She tried to pull away briefly, murmuring
“I can take care of myself,” only to be cut off by his lips against her palm as he breathed,
“You are a mage who is useless at healing. I’m going to help and you cannot stop me, my dear.” He pressed the cloth against her palm a little harder, swallowing her gasp with his lips, and licking away the pain with his tongue against hers. She tilted her head back, allowing him better access and carefully pulling him closer. “That’s better,” he smirked.