This was what they both needed, he was sure. Anders needed to reassure himself Hawke was here and with him and safe in his arms and Hawke needed the reminder that he was needed and loved and that their lives no longer belonged to themselves, but to each other. It wasn't Adalwolfe's to give up in despair, it was Anders' to hold close and protect for all time.
Anders' mouth dipped lower, a mark carefully created and loving left over Hawke's left breast. Then Anders was shifting, reaching behind himself to pull at Hawke's wrist and encourage him to pull his fingers out. Then the healer was shifting forward, his cock trapped between their stomachs as he reached back to position his lover's at his entrance.
With a soft hissing moan that had him throwing his head back with his mouth open in pleasure, Anders steadily lowered himself to take Hawke into his body all the way to the hilt. His hips rocked with very little pause after the insertion. He intended to drive Adalwolfe to pleasures he hadn't had in months. He'd make his Champion scream if he could.
Opposite to the steady rocking of his hips pumping Wolfe's length, Anders' nails found the place just over Hawke's shoulder blades and dug in hard before slowly and carefully slipping down his lover's back. There'd be bright screaming red lines later in the day and Anders would kiss every single one with pride.
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This was what they both needed, he was sure. Anders needed to reassure himself Hawke was here and with him and safe in his arms and Hawke needed the reminder that he was needed and loved and that their lives no longer belonged to themselves, but to each other. It wasn't Adalwolfe's to give up in despair, it was Anders' to hold close and protect for all time.
Anders' mouth dipped lower, a mark carefully created and loving left over Hawke's left breast. Then Anders was shifting, reaching behind himself to pull at Hawke's wrist and encourage him to pull his fingers out. Then the healer was shifting forward, his cock trapped between their stomachs as he reached back to position his lover's at his entrance.
With a soft hissing moan that had him throwing his head back with his mouth open in pleasure, Anders steadily lowered himself to take Hawke into his body all the way to the hilt. His hips rocked with very little pause after the insertion. He intended to drive Adalwolfe to pleasures he hadn't had in months. He'd make his Champion scream if he could.
Opposite to the steady rocking of his hips pumping Wolfe's length, Anders' nails found the place just over Hawke's shoulder blades and dug in hard before slowly and carefully slipping down his lover's back. There'd be bright screaming red lines later in the day and Anders would kiss every single one with pride.