"Zev!”

Zevran smiled at the sound of his beloved’s voice, the Antivan elf only having the time to drop his blades before Surana rushed up and threw his arms around him.

“Zev! Zev!” Surana wiggled happily, letting Zevran brush his hands against his face, attempting to rub the blood staining his pale skin off. “Did you see that spell? it glittered when it dispersed! it was so pretty!”

“It was lovely, mi amor.”

Zevran nodded, holding Surana more firmly, making the smaller elf giggle. “My beautiful mage.” Zevran purred, kissing Surana’s nose, making him outright laugh.

Just after killing a hoard of whatever, doesn't matter what, just smoochies and cuddles, doesn't matter they're covered in blood, or they just killed things, they're in love
Not sure why I wanted to draw this anymore, but hey! Zevwarden! I love them! I love them lots!

Zevran and The Warden-Dragon Age