Sweet & Sour (Dorian x Lymal)

Sweet & Sour (Dorian x Lymal)

A Chapter by Saeyaa
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This is why we usually just skip this scene - it never really works out how people think it does.

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Chars: Dorian & Val’Aishlym

Thinking Loudly, Shouting Silently: Inner Machinations of Val’Aishlym

Sweet & Sour

Dorian was giddy. If you asked him why he looked so giddy, he would probably just tell you it was gas �" then again, he probably wouldn’t even tell you that or anything at all. He’d probably say something along the lines of ‘My, you imply I glow? I didn’t know you paid much mind to me �" but then again, who could ever ignore such devilish looks like the ones I own?’ to which the person speaking to him either wanted to throw something at him, throw him, or vomit….or all of the above.

Anyhow, he was currently prepping for his date with the inquisitor. The little devil of an elf had come up to him while he read a book in the library and asked if they could spend time together. He’d suggested a nice picnic in the garden of Skyhold during night fall. It was nice, pretty, and the chantry-headaches would not be there during nightfall. They’d try on multiple occasions to have a little picnic or a simple walk and they were always interrupted by either the inquisition itself or the people meandering around Skyhold. It got pretty annoying really fast.

He’d bribed the kitchen staff to make a little something for him, managed to snag one of the good wines out of the tavern, and the blanket �" he didn’t really remember where he got the blanket from. It had a stitched pattern of a nug on it so he thought it would work in his favor since Lymal loved nugs.

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Then again what if he paid more attention to the blanket then he did to Dorian?

Dorian sucked his teeth. That would not do at all. He lifted the blanket and turned it around so the stitched pattern of the nug lay against the ground and did not look as noticeable as it was before.

Dorian snorted. The elf would probably still spot it. He was on the list of highly anally retentive people right behind Cassandra. Dorian paused. It was hard to tell whether Cassandra would come before or after Josephine. Dorian shook his head.

Why in the world was he thinking about Cassandra and Josephine when his pretty, little elf lover would be making his way to him in a few moments? Dorian stared down at the blanket then looked around the garden. With a simple snap of his fingers, the area was illuminated by tiny sparks of fire embers.

Dorian furrowed his brow for a moment. He hoped this little touch didn’t ruin everything. He knew about his lover’s aversion to fire �" especially when it was fire magick. But he didn’t have any time to dwell on it as he heard the elf call his name. Dorian turned to see the elf eyeing the garden, eyes wide in wonder. Dorian gave breathe of relief. “Hello, amatus.”

“You outdid yourself, ma vhenan….” The elf mumbled as he took in the floating embers. Dorian motioned to the blanket and the two of them sat down. The elf was smiling at him.

Sometime later found majority of the wine gone, all of the food nearly gone, and Dorian and Val’Aishlym engaged in a heated kiss. Lymal was practically in his lap with his arms draped over Dorian’s shoulders and Dorian’s own wrapped tightly around the elf’s waist.

Dorian started when he heard sudden crackling noise. It kind of sounded similar to ice magick when it was being �" Dorian’s thought was cut short as he felt a downpour of water fall on him, soaking him to the bone. The elf didn’t fair to well either, for he had pulled away from Dorian sputtering.

“What in the Creators name-!” The elf had shouted, shaking his head. His hair had become waterlogged and now his bangs covered his eyes completely.

“I am so sorry!” Dorian snapped his gaze in to the direction of the voice. It was a young mage gripping a wooden staff in both her hands. “I-I thought the garden was on fire!”

“Sweet, merciful Maker….” Dorian sighed. He looked to the angry and soaked elf. “I guess picnics in Skyhold are better left fading to black.” Lymal grunted and fell back on the blanket.



© 2016 Saeyaa


Author's Note

Saeyaa
Inspired by my weird thought process and the fact I was saddened why they never showed a cut scene of them together and I thought maybe it wasn't shown because something horrendous kept happening?

And yes, I totally broke the 4th wall in this chapter! HAH!

Notes: Some of these pertain to the storyline of the game, some don't. Some are AU, some I wish happened. There will be male x male relations in this story. If you do not like it, then skip them or just don't bother with the story. The ampersand (&) between two character names in the Char part is a warning of sorts. It means these two characters are shipped together in that particular chapter or drabble. I hope you enjoy - I certainly enjoyed writing this.

n.p. = no pairing

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Added on February 27, 2016
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