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Familiar Scents

From @cyber-fairie to @ohgodsalazarwhy
This piece is definitely NSFW and is an A/B/O AU.

“Is it really necessary that I be here Commander?” Dorian drawled, unable to hide the shiver that coursed through him even though he’d worn the warmest robes he had, sacrificing fashion and covering both shoulders with thick spun wool.

“I suppose I could invite Madame Vivienne…”

Dorian growled in the back of his throat, his eyes narrowing at the Alpha standing beside him.  “Now you’re just being nasty.”

Cullen laughed, the sound ringing out through the courtyard where several young mages stood looking cautiously at a matching number of former Templars.  That Dorian would rather freeze solid before relinquishing his position judging the newly arrived mages fitness for battle, Cullen finally gave in to the Omega’s shivering and took off his own cloak, dropping it over Dorian’s shoulders.  “There, is that better?”

Warmth, delicious warmth suffused Dorian’s body followed quickly by the familiar lyrium and sawdust scent that he had long ago learned to associate with Cullen.  Forcing back a purr of contentment, Dorian pasted a bland look on his face as he covered up his almost instinctive scenting by drawling, “It smells surprisingly less like wet dog than I had anticipated.”

Another burst of laughter escaped Cullen.  “You’re welcome.  Now, can we begin?”

Dorian nodded his head regally, wrapping the cloak more firmly around himself as he followed Cullen over and motioned for the first mage to begin.

“Almost back, Chief,” Krem called out, careful to keep a respectful distance between himself and Bull.  “Sent Rocky and Stitches ahead to make sure the guard knows to clear out anyone not a Beta.”

“Thanks, Krem,” Bull bit out, his nostrils flaring as the scent of his fellow Alpha reached him.  Instinct demanded he close the distance between them and take Krem down, force him acknowledge Bull’s superiority and right to mate with the best Omegas…

Omega.  Dorian.  The low growl that had been rumbling in his chest changing to a purr.  Soon, he would be back in Skyhold and he would have not just any Omega beneath him but his Omega.  His Omega to fuck, his to knot, his to…

“You with me, Chief?”

“Barely,” Bull hissed with a shake of his head, sparing a quick glance for his lieutenant who was looking decidedly uncomfortable.  Not that he could blame Krem, he and Bull had worked for years around both of their ruts so when the symptoms had started two days ago Bull hadn’t given them much thought.  He should have had a couple of months before his next rut.  
Unfortunately it would seem his mating with Dorian only a few short weeks ago had kicked his cycle into overdrive and it had taken everything in Bull to get on his horse this morning when all he’d wanted to do was stare down each of the Chargers until they acknowledged his position as their Alpha.

“Chief?”

Shit.  Breaking off the growl that had been growing in his chest, Bull drew in a deep breath, trying to focus on the soothing Beta scents of Dalish and Skinner as the pair rode up to put themselves between himself and Krem.  Before Bull could offer thanks for their quick thinking, they all plunged into the shadow cast by Skyhold’s guard tower and then there was only one thing on Bull’s mind. 

Dorian.

Nudging his mount into a trot was instinctive, as was the deep breath Bull drew to attempt to scent his mate, a move that gained him nothing until it was repeated again the moment he cleared the open gate into the lower courtyard.  Then, it was a good thing that Master Dennet’s boys were always on top of things because the moment the rich smell of cinnamon and clove reached Bull, he leapt from his mount without any further thought to the beast and made his way up the stairs two at a time. 


Dorian nodded his head as he watched the mage before him, a fellow necromancer, use haste to slip between the former Templars fighting her, evading their smite and locking one in a static cage before laying a frost trap down for the second.  With a nod of his head, Dorian prepared to tell Cullen that the woman was more than prepared to join the Inquisition’s forces in battle when Bull came tearing around the corner of the Herald’s Rest as though a pack of demons were chasing him.

“Bull?” Dorian muttered with a frown, his feet already taking him in Bull’s direction even as his mate stumbled to a stop, his one expressive eye darting from person to person before locking onto Dorian.  Bull’s deep growl had anyone standing between Dorian and the warrior falling to the side and before Dorian could take more than a handful of steps Bull himself had closed the remaining distance between them.

Wrapping his arm firmly around Dorian’s waist, Bull’s nostrils flared as he pulled in Dorian’s scent mixed with the deep, earthy smell he associated with Cullen, his eye dropping to take in the fact that his mate wore the other man’s cloak like a second skin.  Dipping his head Bull rubbed his cheek against Dorian’s, hard enough to draw a startled gasp from the mage, his hands shoving at the offending garment.  Growling deep in his chest Bull grumbled, “You smell like him.”

“Who?” Dorian questioned, his hands curling around Bull’s shoulders as the cloak slipped from his own.  “Cullen?  Is that what this is about?  What is wrong with you?”

Bull nipped at Dorian’s mating mark hard enough to draw a gasp from the mage before laving at the spot with his tongue and turning his attention to the other side of Dorian’s throat where he nuzzled again before leaving a string of nipping kisses up to his ear.  “Rut hit early,” Bull managed to rumble, almost purring in satisfaction when Dorian went pliant in his arms the moment he spoke.

“Ah….that….explains…”Dorian managed to get out between kisses pressed hard to his lips, Bull’s teeth nipping at his lower lip until Dorian gave up trying to speak and let Bull in, his mate’s tongue taking possession of his mouth even as Bull’s hands dropped to Dorian’s ass, pulling the mage up until he could wrap his legs around Bull’s waist.

“Perhaps we’ll just…” Cullen started, breaking off with a placating gesture when Bull pulled his attention from Dorian long enough to snarl at the Commander.  Bull bristled, spinning to block Cullen’s view of his mate with another snarl as the Commander quickly waved the trainees out of the small courtyard. 

Then Dorian’s hands were cupping Bull’s cheeks, demanding his attention as Dorian’s lips pressed wet kisses to both sides of Bull’s jaw before settling on his lips.  As the other confusing scents faded, leaving only his mate’s behind, Bull gave into more pressing needs, specifically those of his Omega rocking his hips into Bull’s aching cock.  Retaking control he claimed Dorian’s mouth in another punishing kiss Bull as he pressed his mate against the wall of the Herald’s Rest, the need to eradicate Cullen’s scent from his Omega almost overwhelming.

Dropping one of his hands to fumble with his belt, Bull cursed the time it took for it to fall free so that he could turn his attentions to Dorian’s laces, only to have one of Dorian’s own hands stilling his as his mate shifted against him.  Biting at the lobe of Bull’s ear Dorian whispered, “Mark me, Alpha…”

Fuck.  Dorian knew just what hearing that word fall from his lips did to Bull, the warrior’s cock throbbing as more blood pounded through it.  Then Dorian was slipping through Bull’s arms, dropping to kneel gracefully before him, Dorian’s nimble, copper fingers pulling Bull’s pants down far enough that his cock could spring free.  Threading his fingers through Dorian’s raven hair Bull growled as his mate licked a teasing path up his cock, the mage’s sparkling grey eyes meeting his own stare just as Dorian slid his mouth slowly over the crown. 

Bull let his Omega control the pace for a few moments, a low moan falling from his lips as Dorian took almost his entire length down, his mate’s own fevered groan vibrating up his cock and spurring Bull to take a firmer grip on Dorian’s hair.  Dorian’s glance up at him this time was followed by a squeeze of his hand against Bull’s thigh that Bull took as permission to take over, his hips thrusting forward slightly before pulling back until only the tip of his cock lay against Dorian’s lips.

An arched brow was Dorian’s only warning before Bull quickly snapped his hips forward again, driving his cock deep into his mate’s throat with a low growl.  Holding Dorian’s head still, Bull set up a punishing pace, forcing Dorian to take his cock in deep enough that he knew he had to be cutting off his air before pulling back and giving him a moment’s reprieve. 

Bull was mesmerized by the way they fit together.  The way Dorian’s lips stretched around his cock.  The way the mage’s throat stretched to take him further than should be possible.  The little mews of disappointment Dorian managed to work in whenever Bull pulled completely out and the way Dorian left his mouth open, waiting for Bull to fill it again. 

And Bull was happy to comply, his thrusts becoming quicker and shorter as he felt his climax building deep in his gut, a sudden need taking over as he pulled his cock away from Dorian at the last moment, ignoring his mate’s annoyed cry as he fisted himself, stroking only twice before thick ropes of come splashed across Dorian’s face and shoulders. 

Sated for the moment, Bull still growled with pleasure as Dorian’s tongue darted out to lap at a bead of come left at the tip of his cock, the organ twitching again in an attempt to harden.

“Oh no you don’t,” Dorian grumbled, letting Bull pull him to his feet before using the corner of his robes to wipe away the evidence of what they’d just done. 

Nuzzling at Dorian’s neck, Bull licked at a stray patch of come, satisfied his mate no longer smelled of the other Alpha.  “But you smell so good, Kadan.”

“So you’d be alright with everyone in Skyhold seeing your mate naked?”

Bull’s growl was answer enough, Dorian’s bright laugh echoing through the courtyard.  “Come on Amatus,” Dorian chuckled, “let’s take this to our room and I’ll let you claim me all over again.”

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