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during the Iris moon

[samahl]

[When the Iris moon starts, Cyril pretty much stays in his apartment. During the thick of it, though, he reaches out to Bull over text. He might be next door, but the 'not leaving your apartment' means even to go next door.]

Bull - I have a strange question.

[nehraachargers]

[That's not a message he's expecting to get. Bull looks over from where he's been maintaining his maul and then shoots a message back.]

Sure, Boss. What is it?

[samahl]

Is it common for Qunari to get headaches from the weight of their horns?

Or do you have stronger neck muscles that stop that?

text;

[givenofox]

[ Honestly, Ren expected Bull to be a one-off occurrence. Sure he had Pidge's permission to see other people, but he'd never really been the kind to do that. Except sometimes he had bad days that he wanted to keep from her. She'd help him so much with his past and the issues that came with it, but... Pidge was sweetness and teasing and making love. And on bad days, that wasn't what Ren needed.

He doesn't know that Bull would be willing either, but at the very least he was intimidating and muscled and made Ren feel small in a good way and that was at least a start.

Except, back to the point, he'd never done the booty call thing. Was he just supposed to send 'u up?' or something? ]

Hey. I don't know if you remember me. Ren from the bathhouse?

[ He hesitates with the next part. ]

I was wondering if you had anything going on? Today?

[nehraachargers]

[Bull has been just eating some food when he gets the message. It's surprising to say the least but yeah he remembers the guy. Cute fox guy from the bathhouse. They'd only met the once but he'd liked him.

Tossing back a quick drink, he sees no harm in texting the guy back.]

Yeah I remember you. I'm free today. Did you need another ride on the Bull?

[He may not be able to see the guy's face but he can figure out the context.]

[givenofox]

[ okay wow this was easier than he thought. ]

If you're up for it. Maybe something more private this time?

text; nsfw warning just in case

[givenofox]

[ Completely out of the blue, Bull gets a picture from Ren.

And then another. And another, and yet another. ]

I may have gotten a little carried away.

[nehraachargers]

[Huh. That's a pretty hot bunch of pics he just got. He leans back on his couch as he flips through them, sipping at his drink.]

Looks like a good time. Used any yet?

[givenofox]

Not yet. I was thinking we could get some use out of them next time.

Imagine holding onto the collar while you use my mouth, the plug keeping me ready for you. Blowing you without my hands sounds like a fun challenge.

[ ren doesn't have an ounce of shame, ever. ]

Merry Firialia

[byleth]

[ There's a basket outside of Iron Bull's door. Lying inside is a decanter set filled with whisky. There's also a small note that reads:

𝐼 𝒻𝒾𝑔𝓊𝓇𝑒𝒹 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓂𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝑒𝓃𝒿𝑜𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈. 𝒮𝑜𝓇𝓇𝓎 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓉𝓊𝒷𝑒. 𝑀𝑒𝓇𝓇𝓎 𝐹𝒾𝓇𝒾𝒶𝓁𝒾𝒶.

-𝐵𝓎𝓁𝑒𝓉𝒽 ]

« firialia delivery »

[menphina]

You have a delivery!! [ A little present addressed to The Iron Bull will be delivered on the eve of before the winter celebrations, containing a selection of handcrafted oils for healing and relaxation, as well as an elegant infuser if he'd rather just enjoy the fragrance instead ] - "Not that you need much help satisfying a partner, but a few spoiling perks are always a welcome addition. I hope you're spending this chilly wonderland with those that warm you from within. Happy Starlight, as they say back home for me!" - Megumi♥"

(Backdated) Christmas Delivery!

[wildsorcery]

[ When Bull goes to his locker next time, there's a glass jar with butter cookies on top of it. There's somewhat messy icing on it that looks like a heart with Bull's horns. The jar is topped with a green ribbon and a little note that says 'Happy Firialia! I made some cookies for you, but they might be a little though. I hope you have a nice holiday!' It's signed 'From Confidence'. ]

Firialia Present (backdated to Firialia)

[sometimespawnskillkings]

[Temple gets Bull a collection of silly shorts, including, for example:]

[- this one]

[- this one]

[ - and this one.]

Bull, Dorian & Cy, in person, post tdm

[samahl]

Bull had had the house to himself that night, and then early in the morning Cyril had had an appointment with a doctor about getting his new arm installed. It means he isn't home until late in the morning.

It's late enough that when he arrives home, he is a little surprised that Bull isn't in the main part of the house. He assumes it's just because he had company the night before - though he isn't prepared for who that company is.

"Bull, I'm home. Make sure any of your friends who happen to be here are either dressed for comfortable with me seeing their bits," he calls to the bedroom before he heads to the kitchen to make sure there's coffee.

[nehraachargers]

Bull was still bantering with Dorian in the bathroom. Who was still naked and only covered in a blanket. The sound of Cyril's voice caught his attention and he chuckled a bit.

"I don't know if you and I have the same Inquisitor but he's here."

He shifted where he was sitting to rest an arm on one of his knees before calling out to the other room.

"Hey. Got Dorian in here. He could probably use coffee since you're making some." Because of course he knew where Cyril was going without even being in that room with him. It was a gift.

[liberaltus]

Dorian had some interaction with this Inquisitor, enough to know that he was the Inquisitor and that there was a Dorian where this Inquisitor was from as well so in some capacity they knew one another. He was also aware that he and this other Dorian were not too dissimilar and therefore he should present himself accordingly...and that's how it was.

"You didn't tell me the Inquisitor was the person you were..." not like it came up in conversation, even though they kind of skimmed over Bull sharing his space, he might have said with whom, but would that have been any fun. Probably not. It didn't stop him from looking mutinous.

"Wait, wait..."Dorian said trying to peel out of the bathroom, looking very much like a shade demon, hunched over with a blanket pulled over his head. He lacked the same gliding prowl of a shade, his movement was more like a stuttering, drunken lurch for thbe bedroom to find his clothing. It was an akward situation trying to hold the blanket up while dunking his head into his shirt, more awkward still was the fact that he was trying to go through the arm and not the collar...easy to do when you wore side boob clothing.

It was a valiant effort for a man who still felt like he'd been tossed around by a bogfisher and all the while select, token phrases could be heard coming from his general direction, a murmuring of "vishante kaffas."

TDM Continuation

[nehraachargers]

Continued from here!

[Poor guy. Drunk out of his mind, blind, in a maze, and now slimed up. All while having to trust a stranger.]

Cute. Yep. Go left when you find that wall ahead of you. Then slow down. This next part is gonna be tricky but I'll get you through it.

[So hopefully he only slimes him and that's it.]

[tryhard]

[ Oh, boy... this is already 'tricky' enough, isn't it?? But he's already here and it's not like he can just stop. (Can he? Can he stop in the middle of this, actually? No, seems like a bad idea, what with all the slime...)

Waver groans, a sort of acknowledgement, and does as he's directed to do. Left, then the wall, which he can feel with his free fingertips. ]

What else is there? What's the tricky part?

[nehraachargers]

I'm gonna need you to stay damn close to that wall. Close as you can get. You're small enough that if you can do that you'll avoid the next trap.

[He wouldn't be able to if he were the blindfolded one but he's also probably three or four times this guy's size. Maybe more. Still, you use the advantages you've got and being small is it right now.]

Just gotta get you through one more area and I can meet you at the end.

action - at home

[samahl]

[Cyril has mostly gotten used to his new arm now. It's fully installed and works almost like a real arm. He had been told to look out for any complications but for now the only complication that seems to be a real problem is the way that Solas's lingering magic still flares.

There is no green light, thankfully, but he still feels these strange aches and pains. It's been bothering him all day, and now as he attempts to make dinner he has to pause as his vision spots from the pain.

He doesn't want to worry Bull, so he pretends it's not a problem.

He's pretty sure Bull knows anyway.]

[nehraachargers]

[Cyril has been trying to hide those phantom pains from him. He's trying but he's failing. Bull knows every time it happens and this time he's right there when he sees it happening.

Coming up behind him, he turns off the heat for the stove then rests his hands on his sides.]

It's bad tonight, huh?

[samahl]

[Cyril glances up at Bull and then turns back to the food.]

Yes. It is.

[There's no point lying to Bull, after all.]

It not like the people who made this technology were ready to see how it fared against ancient elven magic.

text; may

[shadowonthe]

It's with great bittersweetness that I must announce to you:

I am off the market, officially. 💔

But hopefully that doesn't mean we can't get drinks here in the near future. I do so miss your brand of debauchery.

[nehraachargers]

Nice work there. Not everyone can say that.

So that means drinks are on me. Gotta congratulate you, you know.

[shadowonthe]

It was not entirely planned to be honest with you. Explanations over drinks, but I'll just keep it to: I'm exhausted most of the time now, anyways.

Oh you don't have to do that. One. One drink on you.