The-dread-wxlf

A solas rp blog from Dragon age Inquisition. I am of legal age to produce smut and adult material. If you have anymore question please visit my about page.

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*gives you a box filled of naked solas pictures* have fun.... and don't tell solas

"…Well. Alright then. Might as well keep ‘em."

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"Oh come on, you look good!"

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"Someone is going to get their hands on them. And it would probably be Cole!"

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Fenris nodded, then gazed down at the glass of wine in his gauntlet-clad hand. “I did what I had to do. It was difficult to avoid the slavers who came after me while I was on the run, but I always seemed to outsmart them—or kill them.” He chuckled, “Ever since of the events of Kirkwall, I’ve been spending most of my time hunting slavers. They prey on refugees like wolves prey on livestock. So, the hunter becomes the hunted.”

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"I suppose its a good past-time." Solas chuckled, swishing the red liquid in his glass. The elf smiled at the analogy to wolves. 

"Wolves are incredibly smart creatures." Solas murmured, more to himself than to Fenris. Squinted eyes looked at the tattooed elf. His markings were impressive, and almost beautiful, though, he doubt that Fenris felt the same. 

"Do they hurt--Your marking."

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"…Well. Alright then. Might as well keep ‘em."

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"What?! No, throw them away!"

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♆ for a kiss where there is a pulse.

It was after a battle. The inquisitor was badly broken. She stayed in his office, and slept for days. She was getting better--the signs showed, however, there would be scars upon her body. 

Solas picked up her wrist, pressing a thumb down he felt her pulse. Eyes narrowed as he lightly kissed her pulsing wrist and set it down gently. Turning around to find more herbs in his station. 

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♠ for a kiss that leaves a mark on the skin

Solas and Bull were known to be having a sexual affair on another. However, Solas would have preferred it would be kept a secret, that obviously wasn't the case. 

They were in Bull's room, prepping themselves for later. Foreplay was important. Solas was a tiny elf that literally needed the foreplay or Bull would rip him in half. 

Solas would leave bite marks or hickies along the muscular neck of the Iron Bull, though, it paled in comparison to the size of bruises and love bites Bull would give Solas.