Good. ( at least he was going something right. Hawke rolled his hips in slow circles, grinding down into Anders while he relished in the soft kisses he was given. Fingers squeezed around Anders', holding tight as he finally eased his hips back to slide back out of him - just about halfway before he snapped back into place with enough force to make the delicate wood underneath the bed creak.
If Anders looked at his face then, he would see a very hazy-eyed man; vision blurred with lust and the desire to take all that he could the instant he hilted in him again. With a groan he dipped his head down and caught a patch of skin on Anders shoulder between his teeth, biting down as he thrust again. And then again. )
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If Anders looked at his face then, he would see a very hazy-eyed man; vision blurred with lust and the desire to take all that he could the instant he hilted in him again. With a groan he dipped his head down and caught a patch of skin on Anders shoulder between his teeth, biting down as he thrust again. And then again. )