[It's late afternoon when Adalwolfe saunters into the Three Twins' medlab and interposes himself in the middle of whatever Anders is doing. It's not generally in Hawke's mien to saunter but here he is, practically bursting with energy and giving Anders bedroom eyes as he twirls the other mage around and pulls him close in order to kiss him squarely on the mouth.]
[An amorous Hawke certainly wasn't what he was expecting all of a sudden, it wasn't even time for him to be back, was it? Maybe the powers were acting strangely again and he had to come home.
But it was hard to think with Wolfe's lips on his like that. And that look in his eyes. And the way he seemed to just own the room with his presence. Hawke was suddenly intoxicating. A pleased little sound fled into the other mage's mouth and Anders smiled.]
Oh? What's the occasion? Not that I'm complaining, mind you.
[With a wicked gleam in his eye, Adalwolfe bends at the knees to wrap his arms around Anders' middle and hoist him up over one shoulder. Without so much as a by-your-leave, he starts heading for their shared bunk.]
I find myself full to bursting with energy. You're going to help me burn it off by playing a little game.
[What came from Anders was a fairly unmanly gasp of surprise, but it was quickly followed by startled laughter.]
You know, I'd always played with the idea of being swept up and carried off by some handsome Chasind or Avaar, I suppose a ridiculous Ferelden works too.
What's gotten into you? [He was far too amused, whatever it was. Although, the view was nice from here.]
Oh I can pretend to be Chasind. 'I claim you as mine! Submit to me, captured mage, and I will take you to my hut to ravish you!'
[It's a terrible impression and absolutely nothing like any real Chasind, but seeing as Adalwolfe hasn't met any and Thedas isn't overly concerned with political correctness, he doesn't much care so long as his actual intentions are clear.
He's clearly not caring about keeping his voice down either.]
[Horrible as it is, it still makes Anders laugh. He'd admonish Hawke for announcing so loudly that he intended to take Anders to bed so early, but what was the point, really? It wasn't like it would be a huge surprise to anyone. But something had definitely gotten into Hawke.]
Oh dear, I suppose I have no choice but to accept my new life as a kept mage.
[Anders couldn't resist the temptation any longer and reached down to give Hawke's rear a firm squeeze. If Hawke was going to insist on carrying Anders off like this, that's what he got for it.]
[That earns a pleased yelp and a brief break in Adalwolfe's step, which he covers by jostling Anders to a higher position on his shoulder. It's only for a moment though, as their room isn't far and in no time Wolfe is depositing Anders on the bed roughly and tossing his shirt off before crawling up after him.]
Hmm, will you submit to me, mage, or will I have to use whips and chains to tame you?
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Time for a break, Love. A long one.
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But it was hard to think with Wolfe's lips on his like that. And that look in his eyes. And the way he seemed to just own the room with his presence. Hawke was suddenly intoxicating. A pleased little sound fled into the other mage's mouth and Anders smiled.]
Oh? What's the occasion? Not that I'm complaining, mind you.
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[With a wicked gleam in his eye, Adalwolfe bends at the knees to wrap his arms around Anders' middle and hoist him up over one shoulder. Without so much as a by-your-leave, he starts heading for their shared bunk.]
I find myself full to bursting with energy. You're going to help me burn it off by playing a little game.
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You know, I'd always played with the idea of being swept up and carried off by some handsome Chasind or Avaar, I suppose a ridiculous Ferelden works too.
What's gotten into you? [He was far too amused, whatever it was. Although, the view was nice from here.]
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[It's a terrible impression and absolutely nothing like any real Chasind, but seeing as Adalwolfe hasn't met any and Thedas isn't overly concerned with political correctness, he doesn't much care so long as his actual intentions are clear.
He's clearly not caring about keeping his voice down either.]
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Oh dear, I suppose I have no choice but to accept my new life as a kept mage.
[Anders couldn't resist the temptation any longer and reached down to give Hawke's rear a firm squeeze. If Hawke was going to insist on carrying Anders off like this, that's what he got for it.]
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Hmm, will you submit to me, mage, or will I have to use whips and chains to tame you?