[A bed. A real bed after months of rolls, rocks, and too thin padding over hard muddy ground. A bed is a wonderful change of pace, and Zevran all but sighs and sinks into the mattress when his partner starts to waken. The arm about his waist has him sliding closer, returning the gesture in kind. Perhaps the Warden had decided to join him after all?
But his Warden didn't keep beds, and it was too warm to be the Roads. Zev starts awake at that sudden yell and blinks blearily up at...a rather plain man.
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[A bed. A real bed after months of rolls, rocks, and too thin padding over hard muddy ground. A bed is a wonderful change of pace, and Zevran all but sighs and sinks into the mattress when his partner starts to waken. The arm about his waist has him sliding closer, returning the gesture in kind. Perhaps the Warden had decided to join him after all?
But his Warden didn't keep beds, and it was too warm to be the Roads. Zev starts awake at that sudden yell and blinks blearily up at...a rather plain man.
Still.
He has done worse.]
...Foreplay?