You know, it’s amazing what an extended break from writing can do for you! It can be a little difficult to get the flow back, but sometimes, it actually helps get your thoughts to translate more clearly. So, here you are, lovelies! A teeny, tiny blurb of my favorite dragon and wolf! :D
The moment Fane’s expression softened and a tiny sigh slipped past his lips, Solas knew he had won.
Solas blinked a bit. He had not been expecting a verbal affirmation, knowing how sensitive the topic of marking was for Fane, but its arrival made his heart quicken a few beats. Without really thinking, he reached up to cup an ivory cheek, his own growing warm whenever his dragon responded with a nuzzle and a kiss into his palm,
“Okay?” Solas whispered with a note of disbelief. It was not that he was doubting, but he wanted to be sure, to know this was what Fane desired as well. It would not be a one-sided decision. It would not.
Fane huffed out a laugh against his palm, nuzzling it once more. Two-toned eyes, the depths jade, the outer ring a brilliant gold, gazed down into his own with utter warmth and utter affection. The look made Solas feel…relieved, and his dragon’s next affirmation held the certainty he was seeking.
“If it’s what you really want, and you’re aware of the risks that go along with it, then…” His dragon’s eyes flickered downwards for a moment, the lids growing heavy as they fixed themselves upon where Solas could feel his pulse fluttering and his voice came forward once more, encased in the deepest of growls, “...I’ll make you mine. Gladly.”
Solas visibly shuddered at both Fane’s words and his voice. In fact, so visceral was the shiver of his spine that he found himself burrowing into his dragon’s front, face aflame and breath short. Fane’s arms wrapped around him immediately, pinning Solas’ form to his own with a tender squeeze. This was…dangerous, but Solas adored it. He had heard his dragon’s pitch and depth many times, but when it was soaked with desire, with want? Oh, that caused his mind to melt, his blood to spark. Not even the knowledge that this act would hurt deterred him. A darker side of him craved the pain, the implication.
And now, he would have it. Consent had been given. Now, all that was needed was initiation.
This is actually a pretty big milestone in Fane and Solas’ relationship. And one that takes quite a while for them to get to because my dumb, dumb dragon is overprotective. *sighs fondly*