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Chapter 5: Bullshit detectors

Summary:

Dorian confronts Da'nehn about his age. As silly as it gets between those two dorks.

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"So... what's on your mind?"

Da'nehn stretched and arched his back closer to Dorian's stroking hand. They were both still hot, skin steaming in cold breeze.

"What do you mean?" Dorian asked vacantly.

"You were... different tonight." Da'nehn reached back and stroked the mage's hand softly. "More... um... gentle?"

He felt his lover's hand stop on his ribs.

"I like trying new things with you, that's all."

"Like lying?" The elf sat rapidly and looked Dorian straight in the eye.

"What?"

"I have huge ears if you haven't noticed vhenan. They're great bullshit detectors."

Dorian snorted. The elf had a talent of putting together jokes even in most serious moments. He knew he would not mind a tiny giggle as he was well aware of this ability.

"So?" Da'nehn grabbed the mage's hand and started stroking Dorian's fingers with his thumb.

"It's occurred to me..." Dorian started, but words escaped him and everything he put together in his mind sounded silly. "It's occurred to me that you are... slightly younger than I initially thought."

A huge sigh left the mage's chest and only then he decided to look into his lover's eyes again. He definitely didn't expect amusement glimmering in them.

"Slightly?" the elf asked, obviously entertaining himself. "How old do you think I am?"

"T... twenty?"

Da'nehn snorted, looked at Dorian again and let out a huge, chest pounding laugh. The mage was startled. Did Bull really lead him on?

"Well um... I thought..."

"I'm will be twenty Dorian, next month" said the elf, still laughing. "Is that a problem for you?"

Da'nehn let go of Dorian's hand and lifted himself.

"Do you feel old bedding a youngling like me?" he murmured, straddling his lover and looking him deeply in the eyes.

"Nonsense!" Dorian denied, half-heartedly.

"If I need a nanny" the elf whispered to the left side of the mage's neck "I can always go to Cassandra. If I need my mommy" he murmured to his right ear "I have the Bull."

He framed his lover's face with his hands and placed each word on his lips, like a kiss:

"I need you, Dorian... Ma vhenan... My lover... My safe place in this madness."

The mage shivered.

"I... I can do that" he said.

"Don't you think" Da'nehn wiggled his hips "you owe me for holding back on me tonight?"

Notes:

See the master of mischef here: http://da-nehn.tumblr.com/

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