...I am uncertain if innuendo and flirtation is permitted while we are in bed with your lover, Anders. I mean- I have done so before but only when given permission and I think, perhaps, it is not given here- which is well and good. You two are-
This is-
Half the reason Michel troubled me so, half the reason I have given sentiment such consideration is watching the two of you together. I would not meddle with this for anything.
[ He respects them far too much to wish anything to trouble them here. ]
[Nathaniel feels slightly ashamed for his jealousy, but really, he understands what Anders is suggesting.]
He means cuddling, not sex. And telling him to stop teasing is like telling the grass to be less green. Anyway, if you were going to steal him away, you'd have done so well before now. I think you two are good friends. Nothing wrong with that. Now come on.
[Nathaniel leans Anders back, reaching out with his hand to take Zevran's arm and pull him into the cuddle.]
[He smiles and lays back with Nate, letting his lover make the point for them.]
If it'll make things easier, I'll try to lighten up on the teasing. I may forget. I'll do my best, though. Come get some rest, Zevran. You're among friends. Especially after all you've done for us.
I mean I am not certain if I am allowed to make innuendo and tease back? But-
[ He is not given much choice when Nathaniel tugs him down- he flounders for a moment before burying his face in Anders' shoulder, sighing. This. This is good. This is fine. ]
I do not wish to cause trouble. I know what jealousy does to a man.
And that, [he says as he enjoys the feeling of the both of them close to him,] is quite likely the only time in your life you've heard that your intentions are innocent. Except when giving gifts to Alistair.
[This is nice. This is so very nice. He's helping and he's held? Plus the jealousy is a little flattering. Something to be worked on, but flattering anyway.]
Oh. As a last-minute warning, if you find something small and fluffy over your mouth in the middle of the night, budge her up to over your eyes and she'll stay put. She likes faces. I don't know why. But she's a cat.
He's impugning my cat's honor, Nate. If we hadn't invited him here, I'd say there should be a duel.
[His voice is heavy with amusement.]
Well. If we hadn't invited him here, and he wasn't an assassin, and he hadn't won the last challenge I had with him. Those are all good reasons to not fight, and ignore the biggest reason of all, that he's a friend.
[He sighs heavily in mock-disappointment.]
Just for that, Zevran, I hope she nips your nose tonight.
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This is-
Half the reason Michel troubled me so, half the reason I have given sentiment such consideration is watching the two of you together. I would not meddle with this for anything.
[ He respects them far too much to wish anything to trouble them here. ]
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He means cuddling, not sex. And telling him to stop teasing is like telling the grass to be less green. Anyway, if you were going to steal him away, you'd have done so well before now. I think you two are good friends. Nothing wrong with that. Now come on.
[Nathaniel leans Anders back, reaching out with his hand to take Zevran's arm and pull him into the cuddle.]
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If it'll make things easier, I'll try to lighten up on the teasing. I may forget. I'll do my best, though. Come get some rest, Zevran. You're among friends. Especially after all you've done for us.
[And for him in particular.]
You're not meddling. I want to help how I can.
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[ He is not given much choice when Nathaniel tugs him down- he flounders for a moment before burying his face in Anders' shoulder, sighing. This. This is good. This is fine. ]
I do not wish to cause trouble. I know what jealousy does to a man.
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Give it a bit of time. I know your intentions are innocent, but...give it time.
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[This is nice. This is so very nice. He's helping and he's held? Plus the jealousy is a little flattering. Something to be worked on, but flattering anyway.]
Oh. As a last-minute warning, if you find something small and fluffy over your mouth in the middle of the night, budge her up to over your eyes and she'll stay put. She likes faces. I don't know why. But she's a cat.
[Not everything cats do make sense.]
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[ Cat face sitting. Or, well, sprawling. He snickers softly under his breath. ]
You live a terribly strange life, Anders, and have a terribly strange cat.
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[His voice is heavy with amusement.]
Well. If we hadn't invited him here, and he wasn't an assassin, and he hadn't won the last challenge I had with him. Those are all good reasons to not fight, and ignore the biggest reason of all, that he's a friend.
[He sighs heavily in mock-disappointment.]
Just for that, Zevran, I hope she nips your nose tonight.
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[ Especially since his nose is quite happily pressed against Anders' shoulder. ]