His hips shifted and she couldn't suppress her moan. His body against hers was soft but lithe, hips moving in a way that had her lost in bliss.
"Oh, Hawke..." he groaned in her ear. Her slender hands twined around his neck, fingers playing with his blond hair. She responded with a bite to his collarbone, arching her back as his hips shifted forward again.
She moved her hips in rhythm with his own, her head tossed back, gasps falling from parted lips and a sheen of sweat on both bodies.
His hands ghosted over her breasts, perky and soft and pale. A perfect handful. His lips found her dusky nipples, sucking on one while his hand snuck up to the other. Her moan made his body feel like it was on fire. She did something to him, but he didn't know what it was. He couldn't resist the cheeky rogue.
His magic danced lightly over her skin, a light buzzing, tingling across her body. He thrust into her, deeper and faster. The woman met his thrusts, flipping them over. Her hands went around his neck, pushing slightly, cutting off his airflow. His body tightened, and the woman on top of him rolled her hips expertly. His cock pressed deep inside her, and she gasped, body rigid suddenly.
Another thrust and she cried out, her sweet spot dripping with the nectar he craved.
She came for him so well.
"Only you do this." She whispered to him, one if their nights together as his calloused hand was fisted in her short hair.
"Good. Don't forget this."
"Never!" The word was a rough moan as the mage grabbed her hips, pulling the rogue woman down against his entire cock. She rolled her hips, riding his thrusts. Wild moans escaped her lips as pressure built in her lower stomach. He kept his grasp on her hips, thrusting harder as her back arched and she leaned downwards, capturing his lips with hers and moaning as he hit the spot inside of her.
The moan nearly became a scream as she came, muscles clamping around his cock inside of her. She rode out her orgasm, milking his cock as she did so.
"Anders-" She gasped, body shaking.
That's all it took.
He came roughly, crying out, vision flashing. "Fuck, Hawke!" He moaned, body shaking as he emptied himself into her.
This couldn't last forever. But for now, they had each other.
She collapsed on him, his cock slipping out of her. His fingers brushed over the pale woman, a light sheen of sweat covering her.
"Another round? We have til morning." Her grin was mischievous and the Mage found himself agreeing.
For now.