As welcome as the end of the dream was- Solas slipping in was just as jarring. That wasn't where the memory ended even if it was where the whipping stopped. Tender hands on his back, a mouth on his shoulder, Taliesin branding his skin and teeth and breath into Zevran's skin as he ever did when he thought for even a moment Zevran's attention might stray.
He remained on his knees for a moment, the pain fading, the marks, fading as the child curled up into nothing in the center of his chest and the man remained.
Solas walked in dreams, this he knew. He simply never thought Solas would go so far as to intrude in his own. "What, that?"
A laugh, hollow as the rest as he found his feet. "Mm. I knelt willingly for that. I do not know if you are aware but there are some things done in the bedroom that aren't all courtly gestures, my bald friend."
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Date: 2016-03-16 01:56 am (UTC)He remained on his knees for a moment, the pain fading, the marks, fading as the child curled up into nothing in the center of his chest and the man remained.
Solas walked in dreams, this he knew. He simply never thought Solas would go so far as to intrude in his own. "What, that?"
A laugh, hollow as the rest as he found his feet. "Mm. I knelt willingly for that. I do not know if you are aware but there are some things done in the bedroom that aren't all courtly gestures, my bald friend."