So a couple of artist started drawing Anders in a maid uniform and the rest is history. Written for a friend.
Featured pairings: Fenris/Anders, Anders/Carver, Sebastian/Anders
"Get me and my friend more wine, maid."
Anders grumbled, he retrieved the wine bottle from the center of the table. Yes, because Fenris couldn't be ass'ed to do it himself. Bastard didn't even bother hiding that smug grin of his when Anders poured the wine for him and Sebastian.
"Go back to cleaning the fireplace."
Anders huffed but complied, he could practically see the elf's grin widen, as Anders tried and failed to bend down without giving them an eye full of his smalls. "That is quite the view." Sebastian commented and Fenris agreed. Whatever view they were talking about he didn't want to know.
"Go get the door, maid." Anders mimicked Fenris mockingly under his breath, he opened the door and gave a curt bow as he moved aside to let whoever it was in, "Anders?" Anders looked up and groaned. Of course it would be Carver, why wouldn't it be Carver. Now the last of the three people who enjoyed ridiculing him the most were all under one roof to delight in his humiliation. Maker take him now.
"Hah, Fenris told me he had something I would want to see."
"Yes, laugh it up. I am never playing wicked grace with that cheater ever again." He muttered. No sooner than he turned his back on the man, he heard a loud smack along with a sharp pain on his backside. He turned instantly, and stared at Carver, shocked that he would even think to slap his rear, and Carver had the audacity to smile at him.
"A pity, I'd say the elf picked that especially for you. I have to say he has good taste, it fit you quite well." The man chuckled, leaving Anders by the doorway nursing his bottom. Perverts the lot of them.