[he sighs a little as Hawke kisses him again, the corners on his lips tugging up before he returns it. He'd like to press closer, but first things first, these clothes need to come off.
It's always like this, without fail. It doesn't matter who starts it or why, but as soon as Hawke touches him, he has to return it tenfold. He needs to make him feel as comfortable and loved as Hawke makes him; needs to thank him, in every way. It makes Anders feel better to do it, too. But he's a little bit more impatient today, shoving at Hawke's shirt once he's got the buttons open, getting off his shoulders and down. His hands are already reaching for his trousers; though not for a second is he willing to break the kiss.]
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It's always like this, without fail. It doesn't matter who starts it or why, but as soon as Hawke touches him, he has to return it tenfold. He needs to make him feel as comfortable and loved as Hawke makes him; needs to thank him, in every way. It makes Anders feel better to do it, too. But he's a little bit more impatient today, shoving at Hawke's shirt once he's got the buttons open, getting off his shoulders and down. His hands are already reaching for his trousers; though not for a second is he willing to break the kiss.]