Disclaimer: Dragon Age and all related names are owned by BioWare. I just play with other people's toys~

AN: This "fic", if that's the right title for it, will just be little drabbles of conversation between Lady Hawke (Kianna) and Isabela. Kind of working off the idea of the bits of conversation your party members share in game.

Isabela rolled off to one side of the bed, her chest heaving up and down as she drew in large breaths of air. She lulled her head to her side, a smile spreading across her lips as she saw the pleased and exausted look on Kianna's face.

"Now that was fun," she breathed. Kianna nodded. Isabela let several seconds pass before speaking again. "So, not to ruin the mood, but, can I ask you something?"

A slightly confused look passed over Kianna's features. "Of course."

"Why do you always let me be on top?"

Kianna chuckeled, amused, as always, by Isabela's bluntness. Her laughter faded, however, when met with the serious look on Isabela's face. "I - I don't know," she shrugged as best she could from her position on the bed. "I thought I remembered you telling Varric once - or was it Anders - that you only ever did it on top."

"Well, yes. I do seem to recal that conversation," Isabela said as one side of her mouth turned up in a small smile. "But you, my champion," she shook her head slightly, "I'd let you be on top. Every now and again."

Kianna smiled warmly. It was about as close to an 'I love you' as ever came from Isabela. And that meant the world to her.