#kaavis

[tavis-of-bannorn]

Kisses

@kaaras-adaar Before he came home he wrote Kaaras a letter and sent gift along with it. In the letter he wrote: Vhenan, if you open this present before I arrive, and am not right there beside you, I will be very cross with you. Oh by the by, I’m coming home Thursday. Kisses -Tavis The letter and present would arrive well before he got there, he did not know how well in advance though. He returned to Skyhold from his duties with Sadris and immediately went to the main hall and spent the day reading a book in front of Kaaras’ quarters until Kaaras was done with his Inquisitorial duties.

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@tavis-of-bannorn​ said:  Would you like to kiss my hips, or my neck first? If I were dressed in lace. what would you remove first? -Tavis (the devil)

Kaaras’ cheeks instantly flushed at the idea. As if they’d never done anything remotely intimate or kinky with one another. Maker’s breath, Tavis just had to open his mouth and the Inquisitor became a flustered mess. 

“Why do I have to choose single pieces?” he laughed. “Can’t I be greedy and kiss every inch of you? Remove every piece with my magic touch?” he teased. After all, Kaaras was a force mage, he merely had to think of something and it could happen. 

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Respite

@kaaras-adaar The further away they rode from Skyhold, the lighter his steps felt - like his feet could finally move to their own rhythm again. As much as he enjoyed his time at the fortress, he often felt heavier there and he couldn’t sit still. And travel was never ‘leisure’ when they were on a mission, work was work. Their journey was the closest he came to actual wandering for a quite some time. He could finally breathe what he was meant to breathe. The sun and tree’s compelled his body to tingle with a sense of familiarity, even the leaves under his feet seemed to relax with the ease of his steps. The peace he felt was certainly helped by the company, it was nice for them to truly have a sense of freedom, or at least, the most freedom available during a time of war. Tavis waited as their harts drank from the clean stream, their obnoxious slurps assaulted the silence and he couldn’t help but smile at the ugly sound. “We could make camp in the grove nearby.” He turned towards Kaaras, smile growing. “It will be about another day’s ride, correct? And you must be hungry by now.”

They didn’t have a wealth of options in the wilderness but they had some food with them and he felt a great need to cook something for Kaaras. He wanted the man to relax for once, to have no worries and as little obligations as possible. Maybe he could give Kaaras a massage too? He may just have to give him the full pampering package.

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Tavis @ Kaaras rn @kaaras-adaar

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Tavis:*takes a big string beany leap into Kaaras' arms and gives a big hug* @tavis-of-bannorn

Barely catching the man in time, Kaaras’ reports were abandoned from his hands as the lanky elf leapt up into his arms and hung off him. Kaaras had caught him just in time, Tavis’ arms around his neck and Kaaras supporting him bridal style.

“Maker’s breath,” the Inquisitor breathed, half a laugh and half surprise. There went his reports, all over the floor and making a mess. 

“Well, you’re quite… the catch, aren’t you,” he smirked. 

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//Tavis in piggy back rides with Kaaras rn. Kaaras just fuck the brat up okay (p.s. that symbolizes one of Kaaras’ balls) @kaaras-adaar

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@kaaras-adaar this is something modern Tavis would tweet and tag Kaaras in.

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Mites are not Dress Code

@kaaras-adaar Half of the nobles merely thought they were actually speaking of curtains, because apparently Orlesian’s took curtains VERY seriously. The other half started whispering to each other, and as they did, Tavis slid a sly smirk over his shoulder before propping his ass out more and reached up towards the tops of the stained glass window to stick the fixture in place.

“The help is certainly very... dedicated. I wonder what he did to become the Inquisitors servant.” One Orlesian tuts, crossing their arms. “Well he does seem... very flexible!” The other said in a suggestive tone, and giggled as they leered - as subtly as one could leer under a mask. There were murmurs that grew slowly through the hall, but Tavis was more focused on his task and also more focused on being an absolute menace to Kaaras. “Oh! Manhandling has it’s place, but you’re right. I must be more meticulous and gentle for such a beautiful thing.” The rod slipped upwards after lubricated and he gave Kaaras a cheeky grin before hopping down from the wooden ladder. He stopped in his place when he saw Sera hidden at the end of the hall, a cheeky grin forming across her face. She awarded him with an obscene gesture before disappearing with a cackle. Tavis looked at Kaaras warily before all of the nobles started itching themselves, yelping and cawing as they itched like they were crawling with bugs.

Tavis released a deep sigh that deflated through his shoulders.