( Hawkes grip was strong, - would have been bruising if it weren't for the fabric still covering Anders thighs - his body pressed hard against the other man's to keep him securely pinned between the closed door and his broad chest. How long had he wanted this? How long had he thought of Anders; all the little comments; the playful flirtations. How many times had he caught his eye and wondered if he should do something about the way he made his heart race? Too many to count. He could make up for it all now.
He took the offered opening without hesitation; tongue delving deep into Anders mouth. With another muffled grunt he shifted, rutting against desperately, wanting to feel him even with all the clothes still in their way. They'd really have to do something about that soon.
But not now. Not yet. Hawke pulled back with a gasp, soft little pecks - surprisingly sweet, all things considered - set along Anders jaw. Then, he dipped down, nosed the fabric of his collar down just enough to latch onto a patch of pale skin with his teeth. )
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He took the offered opening without hesitation; tongue delving deep into Anders mouth. With another muffled grunt he shifted, rutting against desperately, wanting to feel him even with all the clothes still in their way. They'd really have to do something about that soon.
But not now. Not yet. Hawke pulled back with a gasp, soft little pecks - surprisingly sweet, all things considered - set along Anders jaw. Then, he dipped down, nosed the fabric of his collar down just enough to latch onto a patch of pale skin with his teeth. )