"Hey, it's your trick." There's a smile in his voice and a heady exhale after. "I just adopted it because I want you to know what you do to me. This-"

He runs his hands up and down again, creeping around behind slowly to trace electric fingers along the bumps of Anders' spine. "This but imagine all the time, whenever you're near. And it's only you, it's only ever been you that makes me feel like this. Like my body hums."

Wolfe closes his eyes, just feeling them both move, feeling the little twitches in Anders' body as he moves sparks across his curves, feels the electricity crackle at the back of his teeth just as sharply as he feels Anders rock himself steadily. "I've never known anyone like you, either. I never knew I could love someone so much, so readily. So... encompassingly."

And it is encompassing. His world revolves around Anders, around his moods, his whims, his desires. He may be the Champion of Kirkwall, a notorious apostate, the man who helped spark a rebellion, who saved a city, who defeated the Arishok, but none of that matters more than the fact that he can make Anders smile.