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Anders could feel his knees growing weak, and he was glad that Hawke was pressing hard up against him to keep him on his feet. His lover ravished his neck with his mouth, sucking and nipping along the flesh, trailing upwards towards his left ear. He leaned into him, finding himself getting lost in the heat of the moment. His hands wrapped around his lover's body, still covered in the heavy plate armor he had been wearing all day, and he started to work on the clasps which held the breast and back plates together.

Hawke stepped back and took over for the mage, hastily getting off his armor, one piece at a time. Anders followed suit and began to take off his robe. Their eyes were locked on each other the entire time, blue on honey, and neither was able to hold back long before they came crashing back into one another. Lips met, devouring each other in the heat of it all. The warrior's tongue probed against his lover's lips until he finally opened up, allowing him to explore every reach. He wrapped his arms around the blonde and pulled him backwards with him across the bedroom floor until the back of his legs hit the footboard of their large, four poster bed. He sunk down, sitting on the edge, and he pulled his lover down on him. Anders gently pressed him back, their lips never paring, and he straddled the other man, their cocks positioned against each other.

"Love," the mage managed as he finally broke their heated kiss. "You know we'll need to make this somewhat quick. It's already quite late, and we need to get up early."

The dark-haired man paused for a moment and then kissed him again roughly, biting and gnawing at his bottom lip as he pulled back. He gripped onto the other man and threw him over to the side, his back landing on the mattress. Hawke got up and over him, straddling his waist, and he peered down at him with stern and commanding eyes. "There will be nothing quick about this, Anders. We haven't been together like this in four nights. Four. And it's not because one of us has been out in the mountains. We've shared the same bed or space, and time hasn't been made for just us. Even tonight, we could have stayed home just to be with each other, but we went out and played cards. So now I'm having you for as long as I so choose because Maker only knows when I can have you again."

"Archie, you just need to ask. You know sometimes I get caught up in my work, and I'm sorry about that. Just stop me, and we can do something quickly."

"That's just it, Anders! It shouldn't have to be like that," Hawke said, a hint of sadness cracking his voice. "I know you're busy, but take a few hours a day to eat or just be with me. Fuck, it doesn't have to be sex. Just let me breathe the same air you breathe."

"I'm sorry, Archie," Anders said, averting his eyes. He had felt bad about how much time they had been spending apart lately, but he felt even worse now. Whatever he could do, he would. He had to make it up to the man who literally was his entire world. If it meant sleeping less or just finding a way to be more organized with his time, he would do it. He just needed to show Archer that he cared and that he wanted nothing more than to be a completely devoted partner to him. He reached up to grab his lover's shoulders and pulled the warrior down against him. This time, their kiss was softer and brief. The mage pulled back and smiled up at the other man. "We'll make this work, Love. But for now, let me show you how much I love you and how much I really have missed this."

Hawke nodded and moved pliantly as he felt hands grip onto his hips and pull him upwards. He got up onto his knees and allowed Anders to slide down towards the end of the bed between his legs. A small gasp left him as he felt warm, wet lips surround his flaccid cock. The mage licked and sucked and kneaded his lover's balls until it finally grew to its full, hard length. The warrior groaned and started to work his hips, pumping his length in and out of the other man's mouth. Anders was always skilled with his mouth, but he had become more than an expert at accommodating the hefty length. He opened up and relaxed his throat the best he could, allowing it to slide in perfectly to the hilt each time.

"Fuck, so good, Anders," Hawke groaned as he thrust in once more.

Anders lifted his hand and pressed several fingers against his lover's lips, and the warrior happily took them in his mouth to coat them in copious amounts of saliva. The blonde pulled them out and worked his arm between their bodies, and he pressed his fingertips against his own entrance. One by one, he slid the fingers inside, and he groaned loudly against the flesh in his mouth. His hips bucked up as he fingered himself, and Hawke continued to pound in and out of his mouth. As soon as his mind had decided that there could be no better feeling than this – to be completely filled – Hawke reached behind himself and gripped onto Anders' length, and he started to stroke it at the same pace at which he thrust into his lover's mouth. That mage moaned over and over, and his body writhed in a fit of unyielding pleasure.

Hawke could see that Anders was mere moments from being thrown over the edge, and he wasn't about to have that. If things kept up as they had been this past week, he didn't know when their next time would be together, so he wanted to make it last. He released his grip on the mage's length, and he carefully pulled himself away, letting his cock slide out of Anders' mouth. He got over to the side of the other man, and he gripped him under the arms to pull him up towards the head of the bed. Anders reluctantly pulled his fingers out of his now well-stretched hole, and looked up at the other man with a smile, waiting to see what would happen next.

"You know, Anders," Hawke said as he lay down on his side next to the mage. "There's one thing I could never exaggerate about."

"And what's that?" the mage asked. He rolled over on his side to face the other man, and he stroked his cock gently to keep the blood flowing.

"How much I love you," he replied. "You really are everything to me, and I couldn't imagine my life without you. But that leads me to reveal my one true secret."

Anders raised a curious brow. "Which would be?"

"That I'm not actually as fearless as I claim to be. There's one thing that I actually fear, and that's losing you."

"Archie, we've talked about this," Anders said with a sigh. "I will never just flat out leave you. Us parting our separate ways will be because you want it to be so, but I will not make that decision."

"Why do you even say it like that? Like anything would make me want to leave you. I don't know what you think is going to happen, but I'm sticking by you no matter what."

"It's easier said than done, Love, so I won't hold you to that. But let's please not ruin the night thinking about that. I want to be with you as long as you'll have me. Now please, have me literally before I fucking die," the mage pleaded.

Hawke smiled weakly and leaned in to kiss his lover. "I'm not usually one to take orders, but it's hard to deny a request like that."