"Don't even," Dorian managed through another breathless kiss. Strong and desperate enough still that Dorian had to pull away for air. The rain already soaked his hair. It plastered it to the sides of his head, and sent rivulets of sweet rain water down his forehead. Dorian payed it no mind, except that it helped him taste Bull all the better.

"I know that it's only been a week, but I was worried you might be that way for much longer. No offense, Bull, but I prefer the company of adults, even if the children involved are rather charmingly Qunari."

He didn't let go, staying pulled against Bull's chest and shoulders.