Dorian rolls onto his side to face him, squinting in the mid-morning light. "You wanted to talk, last night. So talk." "Mm, not like this." Bull cracks his neck, stretches his free arm above his head. Dorian doesn't even pretend he's not watching the muscles shift in Bull's shoulder. "You don't talk about sex in bed."

The temporary fall and subsequent Maker be damned rise of Dorian Pavus.

A Doribull Story! "...and as you gripped my horns, I. Would. Conquer. You.” The Bull's words to him on the road that afternoon had wormed their way into Dorian's mind, and try as he might he can't seem to rid himself of them... - My exploration of how the in-game relationship between Dorian Pavus and The Iron Bull might have come to be, based on in-game banter and the conversions you can have with both characters. This story is very much a case of 'sex first, feelings after'.

Iron Bull is almost certainly playing games with him. Dorian is particularly sure of this when he's been drinking.

The not so epic romance of Dorian Pavus of the illustrious House Pavus and Hissrad-- more commonly known as The Iron Bull-- of the Ben-Hassrath.

Recently did a prompt request based on a list of kinks/tropes. These are the results.

Qunari have a good sense of smell, and humans don't smell too bad. Dorian smells amazing.

Dorian and Bull experiment with a little spice. (Bull puts ginger up Dorian's butt).