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[irabelas]

[Dhaveiras firmly believes that sometimes, there should be breaks between missions. It's been nonstop from the start of all of this, and while he's very determined to deal with it on his own, with his friends, before it gets out of hand (hah)— he needs a break.

It had taken far too long to pull Cullen away from his duties and convince him to follow him to his room.]

Now, don't look so sour. I haven't seen you step out of your office for three days now, so either you're not getting any sleep, or you're sleeping too poorly for it to matter. [It's a little scolding, but Dhaveiras doesn't hide the playful tone in between his words as they pass crowds in the hall.

Now they're in the quiet part, and he can even turn over his shoulder a little and offer Cullen a smile before he steps quickly ahead.] We're nearly there.

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[irabelas]

You don't have to do this.

[Dhaveiras' words come softer than his other joking ones as he puts a hand behind Cullen's back. He's still going to urge him over to the bed, yes, because he wants this and Dorian wants this and he can tell that Cullen is interested, but he wants it made clear that this is a choice. Come on now, admit it...]

What would make it easiest on you? [Watching first, starting with one person first... You know, things like that.]

[flashystyle]

And don't say "Dorian leaving the room." [Dorian is still joking, damn him, but he's at least lingering behind Dhaveiras to give the man some space.] If you only want the Inquisitor, I would be... disappointed, but he's right. You don't have to do anything you don't want.

[Look at him, looking at Cullen with concern. He does care.]

[ahem]

[ Cullen lets Dhaveiras guide him to the bed with little resistance — a sure enough sign that he's hardly against the idea in general, despite the initial overreaction. But, in his defense, he had only ever been in a situation like this in his dreams, and he never once expected them to become a reality like they apparently are now.

He settles on the bed, instinctively reaching for Dhaveiras to pull him closer. A glance to Dorian — well, he has two hands. He can reach for him, too. ]

I never said I didn't want to. I just — maker, just come here. [ Both of you. DO SOMETHING. ]