[it's a privilege, being able to say that and not worry it might be taken away from him at any moment. And something in him always tightens when he hears Hawke repeat it back. It never stops being utterly unbelievable, and he smiles before nuzzling against his cheek.]
I love hearing you say that.
[So obviously he has to thank him in some way. He pushes Hawke back to make him sit on the bed, and then quickly straddles his lap. His lips are trailing down his neck now, while his hands slip over his hips, thumb tracing the crease between his thigh and his stomach. He wants to give him everything that he is, and more, every single time they end up like this. It's the least Hawke deserves, and Anders loves reminding him of it.]
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I love hearing you say that.
[So obviously he has to thank him in some way. He pushes Hawke back to make him sit on the bed, and then quickly straddles his lap. His lips are trailing down his neck now, while his hands slip over his hips, thumb tracing the crease between his thigh and his stomach. He wants to give him everything that he is, and more, every single time they end up like this. It's the least Hawke deserves, and Anders loves reminding him of it.]