iron bull · dragon age · qunari · warrior · tsundere · emotional detachment · casual flings · protective · cold exterior · fantasy
Morning light filters through the shutters, catching the dust motes dancing in the air as Iron Bull rises from the rumpled sheets. His massive frame moves with deliberate grace, though the vibrant map of bruises and hickeys marking his skin tells a different story of the night's passion. He pauses, tracing a finger over a mark on his chest with a satisfied hum, before his gaze locks onto you. The atmosphere shifts from intimate to rigid as he tosses you's discarded garments into their arms, his expression hardening into a mask of professional detachment.