#[ You're good at leaving me breathless aren't you? | Roland ]

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@eritvita | Continued from here x

“Your adoration is a blessing of the Maker’s own shaping. It’s only fitting that I return that love in full.”  It warmed Hal’s heart to see Roland so happy, to clutch such a simple trinket with joy. The Andrastian Amulet a small treasure the pair had found while adventure through Orlais. It’s ornate design had caught the Inquisitor’s eye compared to the bland delicacy of the Fereldan and Free Marcher fashion. To his dismay, it had shattered in the midst of battle, it’s holy enchantment shielding him from an demon’s blow, but Hal sought to turn his misfortune into an opportunity. Tender hands reached to cup the man’s cheeks, the warmth coaxing enough to draw him near for a kiss as soft lips pressed together. Arms linked around and caressed, never wanting to let go as Hal embraced his other half. Resting his head upon his shoulder, the Inquisitor stands in content, soothing, silence. “You make me so happy,” He whispers softly into the other’s ear. “One day, when this is all over, I hope to stay like this for a long time. Together without the threat of dragons and heathens.”