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WHO: Cyril and Sam
WHAT: Cy doesn't know about Sam's dog form. He thinks he's talking to a stray about something he hasn't shared with anyone.
WHEN: Um, sometime? That fits in? With everything going on... /whistles.
WHERE: Just outside of Skyhold
NOTES: Cy is dumb. Also this gets to be very NSFW towards the end.

Cyril had been pulled away from his stall in the courtyard to help some pilgrims who's cart broke on the road up here. It had broken his routine and gotten him outside of the castle. After everything was settled and the pilgrims were safe inside the walls, he had lingered outside.

He was starting to forget how much he enjoyed not being surrounded by crafted stone. Out here it was cold, and there was snow, and mountains, but he was alone and not cooped up.

He found a nice place that got some decent sunlight and sat. Now that he was completely by himself he pulled a silver ring from deep within his pocket and examined it, turning it over in his hands. This ring had belonged to Sam. Cyril had slipped it off his finger the first night they had met. Usually he'd sell such a thing, but he had kept this one and hadn't told anyone he had it.

Not even Merrick knew about it. Now that he thought no one could see him he could take it out and enjoy the shape of it.

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He cannot promise that he'll always be graceful, but at least he's stopped falling off of stools and most other things.

Sam slowly brings a hand up to cough into it lightly as he does recall such a thing from their first time. That's right, he had said something like that but that never quite happened. "I have to say I am interested... And maybe a bit curious." A pause. "Were not going back into the woods right?"

Cyril chuckles a bit and the sound of it is a little nervous, almost awkward. "No," he says. "No. But I do want to show you what fingers can do too." He reaches out and takes Sam's hand before gently guiding him towards his bed.

He's always joking, but it is probably obvious that he was equally as nervous and awkward about this. Eager definitely, but for so long he's just been watching Cyril, just been an arm length away, that he didn't know where to start.

Taking a breath Sam allows for him to be dragged further into the room. Once they get to the small section that holds the bed he excuses himself for a moment and hangs something over the side - to let certain roommates know something was up.

"Fingers, hm? So what are you going to show me?"

Cyril feels a strange ball of nerves in his stomach. He's never really experienced such a thing before, and now it feels odd and settles inside of him. "Come over here, let's start with kissing," he says.

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Edited 2016-09-14 03:07 (UTC)