Dragon Age

A/N: This was originally written for two very special people - two Goddesses: Jinx1983 and RandomWittering. It's my little gift to them on Valentine's Day. RandomWittering, the ever generous soul, encouraged me to post it here. So here it is. Written in half an hour without proofreading, so please forgive any mistakes.

Valentine's Day

She carefully untangled herself from him and slipped out of the warm bed. Early morning air felt cold on her bare skin as she quickly padded across the room to retrieve a small box she had hidden inside the dresser the night before. As quietly as she could, she closed the drawer. Yet the slightest sound she made magnified into a much louder noise in their quiet room. She winced at the noise.

Alistair stirred in his sleep. Hastily, she rushed back to bed before he noticed anything amiss. She crawled back into the warmth of the thick blanket, and it wasn't a moment too soon. He rolled onto his side and put his arm on her waist, as he often did. But this time, the coolness of her skin woke him up. Alistair scowled before he cracked open one eye, looking sleepily at the woman lying beside him. "... You're cold..." he mumbled.

"Hm," she made a noncommittal noise. The hand holding the small box was carefully concealed under the blanket.

"Come over here." He shifted to slide an arm under her waist to pull her closer to him. She rested her head on his chest, once again using him as her personal pillow. She knew he wouldn't mind a bit, the kiss landed on top of her head told her just as much. His free hand sought out hers, unknowingly took the hand that was holding the small box. "Hm... what's that?"

"Nothing, go back to sleep," she teased him, knowing his curiosity was killing him.

"What is nothing?" he asked predictably and raised her hand in his to his eye level. An eyebrow arched up as he saw a beautiful small box in her hand.

She raised her head up and smiled mischievously at him. "Happy Valentine's Day."

He took the box and opened it. A grin spread across his face. "Wow... how did you..."

She laughed softly. "I can read you like an open book, my love."

He glanced at the love of his life, then back to the precious gift in his hand. "Creepily so..." He closed the box and put it aside, focusing his attention on the lovely woman lying on top of him. "Just the way I like it."

A sweet smile curled up on her lips proudly. "I'm glad you like it."

"Well, my lovely mind-reader, tell me... what am I thinking about right now?"

She shifted to plant a kiss on his cheek then whispered, "A naked Oghren?"

"No!" He shuddered in disgust.

Her laughter filled the quiet room.

"You are going to pay for this... nasty image!" He shifted and pinned her down, tickling her mercilessly.

Playful tickles soon turned into heated passion. Any image of naked dwarf was long gone his head.