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[samahl]

I knew, of course. [He offers with a playful grin.] I strive to be good at everything I enjoy doing.

And I very much enjoyed doing this with you.

[fantachetic]

[ Dorian rolls over so that he traps Cyril under him, leaning close so that they're lips are an inch apart. ]

Did you, now? [ He closes the distance between them, kissing Cyril with no real rush to go anywhere. ]

[samahl]

[Cyril hums as he settles into the kiss, and moves his good arm around Dorian's body, wanting to hold onto something. Now that the sex has faded into afterglow he's left with a heart too full of some kind of emotion he can't name.

When they pull away he looks up at Dorian with admiration in his eyes. He doesn't speak or move just yet and simply takes the moment to enjoy the man he's with.]

[fantachetic]

Such a striking smile. You flatter me.

[ He is more than happy to continue kissing at a lazy pace until Cyril gets tired. It's always difficult to gauge what his partner will wish to do afterward. This is by far one of the more enjoyable moments. ]

[samahl]

Flattering you, incidentally, is now my second favorite past time. The first is what we just finished doing, of course.

We should make it a regular thing. [A pause, as he realizes that it might be assuming.] Unless you'd rather we keep it once only.

[fantachetic]

So long as I hold the proper first and second place for your attentions, I hardly see the problem which order it is in.

[ The smile slips somewhat, giving way to genuine surprise that Cyril wants to continue seeing him. Of course, he's continued seeing others, in the Fleet, even.. but this one takes him by surprise. Someone else from Thedas having no qualms bedding a Tevinter mage. He understands that Cyril knows him in his own timeline, but it's a bit different now. ]

I would very much like to continue. [ He keeps the desperate tone from his voice. They're casual friends with benefits, of course, he doesn't want to be the clingy type, it's unbecoming. ]

[samahl]

Good. [He reaches up and strokes the side of Dorian's face with his knuckles.]

You are an adventure worth repeat visits.

[fantachetic]

Oh, if I had a sovereign every time I heard that.. [ It's said wistfully, and he leans into Cyril's hand, much like a touch-starved cat. ]

[samahl]

[As Dorian leans into the touch, Cyril flattens out his palm and runs his fingers through his hair.]

You'd be a very rich man, I'd imagine.

[fantachetic]

I venture I would have enough to at least get myself horribly, wonderfully drunk.

[ He sighs contentedly, resting his forehead against Cyril's. ]

[samahl]

[Cyril closes his eyes, enjoying how close and affectionate they are free to be for now.]

And you'd be able to get the good wine. That's very important.

[fantachetic]

Perhaps even an Antivan blend, should I be so lucky.

[ After a few moments, he eases himself back onto his side, using Cyril's shoulder as as a pillow. ]

[samahl]

[Cyril moves his arm to let them both settle into a comfortable cuddle. He grins down at Dorian.]

If only we could find Antivan things out here.

[fantachetic]

Unfortunately, the closest thing we came to anything remotely Antivan was Zevran for a time.

[samahl]

Hm. Well, as much as I enjoy elven heroes from legend, a nice wine would be pleasant as well.

[fantachetic]

You could say it would be almost preferable in this moment. [ Then again, he is a bit of a lush. ]

[samahl]

[Usually, Cyril would make a joke about that depending on how handsome the hero was, but his mind doesn't even really go there right away. Probably because of how satisfied he is with the company he has now.]

We should have some wine. And maybe a shower. Pity baths aren't a thing out in space.

[Despite saying it, he doesn't seem inclined to move.]

[fantachetic]

[ Dorian is feeling particularly sated, and he moves to prop himself up on an elbow and moves no further. From there, he can appreciate the elf he has in bed and at least think about moving. A shower is brought up, and it's really a marvelous idea. He sighs wistfully and sits up. ]

A bath does sound marvelous.. I find it surprising your own ship doesn't happen to have one- despite how much water it takes to keep heated.

[samahl]

Perhaps we should see about getting an upgrade?

[fantachetic]

It's truly in your crew's best interest. While it would be impossible to get more than one person in it, it's delightful after a long day.

[samahl]

Hm. I miss hot springs. We should find a planet with a hot spring.

[fantachetic]

I may simply decide not to leave the planet, if that is the case.

[samahl]

Exactly. Who needs to travel when you find the best thing you can imagine?

[Wow, he's not going to think about how he could apply that to his current situation.]

[fantachetic]

Travel is quite the necessary evil for people like us, it seems. At the very least, it can be done in favorable company.

[samahl]

Do you mean because we're on ships that like to fling themselves among the stars? Well, I can think of few others who would be nearly as fun to be stuck in the void with.