[Doing as he was told, Anders sighed softly and slung his leg over Hawke's shoulder. Contrary to Hawke's apprehension, Anders was utterly thrilled. This Hawke looked and acted no different from his own. Still a broad-shouldered, chiseled, wise-cracking mage who loved drinking and looking out for other people. And this one wanted him. Not Fenris, who was sad and beautiful but only seemed to have one personality trait, which was hating mages.]
[This train of thought was, of course, halted as Hawke's cock entered his body. Even with all of Hawke's prep, his ass still stretched a bit at the welcome intrusion and he gasped, his back arching involuntarily. Oh, he wasn't going to sit for a week. Worth it.]
[Anders moaned as Hawke eased him fuller and fuller. Eyes closed for the moment, he focused on enjoying the sensation, and adjusting his hips carefully, both to accommodate Hawke and to control the angle so that it would be just so.]
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[This train of thought was, of course, halted as Hawke's cock entered his body. Even with all of Hawke's prep, his ass still stretched a bit at the welcome intrusion and he gasped, his back arching involuntarily. Oh, he wasn't going to sit for a week. Worth it.]
[Anders moaned as Hawke eased him fuller and fuller. Eyes closed for the moment, he focused on enjoying the sensation, and adjusting his hips carefully, both to accommodate Hawke and to control the angle so that it would be just so.]