#thomasrainier

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"say my name. louder." @ mal

𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑬𝑵𝑶𝑹𝑴𝑰𝑻𝒀 𝑶𝑭 𝑴𝒀 𝑫𝑬𝑺𝑰𝑹𝑬 .  

“so close,”  mal breathed against his husband’s neck.  he bit down with frustration as thom’s thrusts started to slow.  “thom —”

“say my name,”  his lover murmured.  “louder.”

“thom,”  mal panted against his husband’s skin.  he rolled his hips back against the other man’s infuriatingly slowed thrusts,  trying to encourage him to fuck him faster and harder again.  a frustrated moan freed itself from him as he tried and failed to turn them over so that he could control the depth of his husband’s thrusts.  of course if the damned bear of a man didn’t want to move,  he wasn’t going to move.  effortlessly the other man seemed to keep him in place.

“thom.”  he uttered his husband’s name as if it was all he knew,  begging for relief.  “please.”

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"i want you right here." @ mal

𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑬𝑵𝑶𝑹𝑴𝑰𝑻𝒀 𝑶𝑭 𝑴𝒀 𝑫𝑬𝑺𝑰𝑹𝑬 .  

more comfortable places than the lower level of the chantry,   surely,   but  …  his smile grew into a grin and he surrendered to blackwall’s deft hands as they started tugging away his clothes.  the chance of shame of being stumbled upon was quickly forgotten and replaced with desire as he pulled the other man closer in for a kiss,  his hand straying for the other man’s groin.  he hadn't felt this desired in a long while,  pulse skittering beneath his lover's teeth grazing over his throat.

“missed me, did you?”  he breathed against blackwall’s mouth,  moving so that his own back was against the nearest wall.  he continued to tease and stroke the other man in his hand,  feeling him harden against his touch.  mal stroked a thumb under blackwall’s jaw, at his pulse point,  nodding his head and pushing the other man downwards so as to encourage him onto his knees.  he looked beautiful in the torchlight,  pupils dilated and blue eyes almost gold.  “show me how much.”

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abrupt @ mal 🐻💕

𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃  &  𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐅𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄

❛   abrupt .   kiss  my  muse  out  of  the  blue .

“'least i'm almost done for the day,”   the dragon said ruefully.  “some of these customers have been driving me insane.”  the way some of them,  humans mostly of course,  carried on,  it was an insult to his craft!  as though anyone had any business complaining about the price of his potion work,  as though if it was so damned easy they could do it themselves! 

the corners of his mouth turned downwards in disapproval,  mal slid past his husband to replace the potion that had been abandoned.  he didn't even flinch as thom's arm coiled around him,  pulling him back in close and claiming his mouth in a kiss.  he eased against his love's embrace,  sliding an arm around the other man.  he wrapped a hand around his lover's throat,  thumb gently stroking his jawline.  his annoyance waned.  “you do know how to make everything better,  don't you,”  he teased,  pressing a kiss to thom's cheek.  

“i love you.”

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16 @ mal

𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐗𝐈𝐀  ;   𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔 . 

❛  16 .   a  kiss  first  thing  in  the  morning .

“how long have you been awake?”   the dragon murmured with a tired sigh.  mal hadn't rested well this night.  he would blame his husband for keeping him awake so long,  as though it hadn't been partly his fault,  as though he hadn't reciprocated thom's love with the tender desperation of a dying man.

“not too long,”   thom murmured.  mal opened his mouth to protest (hours,  for all he knew.  hardly anything seemed to tire his lover out),  but thom silenced him with a kiss.  when his husband withdrew,   mal leaned in for another,  claiming the other man's mouth in a kiss more affectionate than the last.

shifting on top of the other man and combing tangles from his magnificent hair,   mal said,   “we can just stay here until they send someone for us.”

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25 @ mal

𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐗𝐈𝐀  ;   𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔 . 

❛  25 .   a  kiss  on  the  fingertips .

“alright,   love?”

mal stretched an ache from his fingers with the hint of a frown touching his features.  they weren't a problem usually,  but the dragon tiredly supposed that he wasn't exactly getting any younger.  “nothing you wouldn't expect from a few hours grinding plants and crafting potions,”   he said.  his spine ached as well after so long bent in the same position.  for that he scolded himself,  that he ought to have known better.  the frostback mountain cold didn't exactly help matters.

“let me,”   his lover said,  holding out a hand.  mal raised an eyebrow,  as it was clear he hadn't injured anything.  silently,  however,  he permitted the other man to take his hand.  a warm smile cracked across his visage as thom pressed a kiss to each digit.  bloody romantic idiot.  

the mage laughed.  “you know,”   he started mischievously,  “might be feeling a bit better,   actually.”  he closed the little distance  that remained between them and slid his arms around thom's waist,  pulling him in close.  mal nuzzled his neck and pressed a kiss to his jaw.   “why don't we keep that between us?  can't let everyone else know i've something better than a potion.  you'll put me out of business.”

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28 @ mal

𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐗𝐈𝐀  ;   𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔 . 

❛  28 .   a  kiss  over  a  scar .

mal's eyes flitted into focus as he felt his husband's lips trail down from his neck and along his collarbone to a familiar spot on his shoulder.  “mmm,”   he murmured,  tilting his head back.  it was strange to know so many scars not belonging to this form carried over to it nonetheless.  it was strange to know that no matter what,  they would be there,  the ghosts of memories he would wish forgotten,  taunting him.  this one was a deep slash which started beneath his left collarbone and raked across to the shoulder joint.  it made sense to think about;  the underside of a dragon was far more vulnerable than the rest,  scales near joints,  belly,  and throat the weakest to allow for mobility.

“from a hunter,   i think,”   he found himself admitting.  words he never imagined he would ever speak came easily when he was with his husband. 

it had been some orlesian upstart,  most likely.  after a while,   though,  they'd started to blend together.  the past several centuries themselves were a blur of tired sadness.  mal ran his hands through thom's hair and along his back,  admiring the hardness of muscle beneath his fingertips.  “it only scars this badly from a dragon slaying rune.”

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"my darling, you will never be unloved by me." @ mal

various things spoken in an adventuring party pt.2

“my love,”   mal said.  his hand lashed forward and he snatched the bottle of green liquid from thom's hand with a surprising deftness.  “my heart.  would you love me still if i told you that's the poison varric asked me to make?”  fuck,   that was close.  he didn't know what he would have done had he not caught his own error.

“my darling,”  his husband mused,  seemingly bewildered by the swiftness which mal had moved,  “you will never be unloved be me.”

well.  mal laughed,  though there was nervousness behind it.  no,  no,  he would never make the same error again.  the jolt of fear that sent his pulse hammering would make sure of that.  “i    ...   really have to start labeling these better.”

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"you are too well tangled in my soul." @ mal

various things spoken in an adventuring party pt.2

“sometimes,”   the dragon found himself admitting after an apology was given,  “i wonder what you're doing with a bitter old fucker like me.”  he hadn't meant to snap at his husband so coldly.  there had been fear behind his anger,  fear after watching the man he loved on the ground and with his armor pierced with skilled sword strikes and arrows.

“you are too well tangled in my soul,”  thom responded gently and closing the distance between them.

mal leaned in and pressed a kiss to his jaw,  hazel eyes reflecting a forlorn kind of hope.  until death,  he thought wearily. but he did not wish to talk about that.  “fucking romantic bastard,”  he murmured instead.  the mage pulled a twig from the other man's hair,  then smoothed his hair back into place.  he knew what pains thom took to care for it.  “i know i have a lot of elf root to spare.  will you let me give you something,  if it still hurts?”