Hi everyone!

THIS CHAPTER INVOLVES PRETTY MUCH NO PLOT AND SOME M/M SEX! I've bumped the fic up to an M rating :D

Angst will continue in Chapter 5 :D

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Last Rites Chapter 4


He'd expected the other man to shove him off, shout at him, maybe even hit him for jumping him like this, what Sebastian didn't expect Anders to do was kiss him back, opening his mouth to allow his tongue to explore. Then again, nothing Anders had done in the last couple of hours had made sense. Sebastian was encouraged, and brought his hands up to run his hands through the other mans hair, pleased at the little moan Anders made at the touch.

They finally broke apart; Sebastian was still straddling the mage, resting his forehead against Anders to stare into his dark eyes. They were breathless and the archer felt giddy from the kiss. It had been a long time.

"Do you want me to stop?" Sebastian could only whisper. He was transfixed with Anders eyes, almost black in the candlelight.

"Maker no." Anders spoke in the same hushed tones. "But what… what about your vows?"

"Let me worry about them. This is for you."

Sebastian didn't know where all these feelings for Anders had come from. Seemingly from nowhere, but he knew it must have been more than that. He'd always found Anders fascinating that was true, but also confrontational and objectionable in how he spoke to the archer. He'd taken his strong feelings towards the mage as dislike, despite how pleasing he was to look at. Sebastian had always had a thing for blondes, male or female.

But now, gazing down on the man beneath made something stir in him that was more than just attraction or lust. Seeing Anders as what he truly was, a vulnerable young man, made Sebastian's heart skip a beat as he moved his hands to the back of his neck, making the mage move in for another kiss.

This time it was harder, a sense of heightened urgency and need was starting to grip them now. Anders hands finally left his side and he reached up and under the shirt that Sebastian had worn instead of his usual armour, making the other man gasp as his soft fingers traced lines on the bare skin.

They broke the kiss again, but this time only to remove shirts and fling them to the edge of the bed. Now Sebastian took the lead, taking Anders wrists and pinning him to the small bed while he moved his mouth down to the mages neck, kissing it gently before biting, smiling as Anders gasped and bucked his hips.

Sebastian let out a low groan as he ground his hips down, unbearably hard through his canvas breeches, feeling the matching erection from Anders.

"Oh Maker Sebastian…" The mage's hands were now freed and he scrabbled at the fabric still between them. Two pairs of breeches were finally discarded along with small clothes and Sebastian leant back on his haunches to take in the sight of Anders, naked and staring up at him with a strange kind of innocence, the single candle creating shadows over his slim body.

"You're beautiful." He breathed.

Anders shifted with a little embarrassment at being stared at in such a way, but smiled. "No one's ever called me beautiful before."

Sebastian leant down to kiss him again, but now Anders pushed up with surprising strength, flipping the other man onto the bed and straddling him. Sebastian looked up with an expression of amusement; once again Anders had surprised him.

"Anders, what are you…" The blond held a finger to Sebastian's lips.

"Let me do this for you." He whispered, his eyes seeming to sparkle as the flickering candlelight illuminated them. He moved down to kiss Sebastian's neck, his fingers moving from the archer's mouth down to his chest, where they circled a nipple. Anders kissed a trail down the centre of Sebastian's body, and the other man hissed with pleasure as he realized what his lover was intending to do.

Anders took Sebastian gently in hand, stroking him for a moment before lowering his head and taking the other man's cock completely into his mouth. Sebastian cried out and gripped the worn bed sheets to stop himself thrusting upwards for fear of choking the mage. It had been so long since anyone had done this for him, even longer since the last time he'd been with a man and Sebastian was sensitive to the touch, which Anders fully exploited, running his tongue up the length before taking it deep within his mouth.

"Oh Maker Anders…" He gasped and groaned as Anders stopped, leaving him hard and wanting, coming up to kiss him with bruising force.

"I want you Sebastian." Anders whispered in his ear, biting on his earlobe. "Please."

The archer was more than happy to oblige, reversing their positions once again so he was on top. Anders moved as if to flip over but a steady hand prevented him.

"No. I want to see your face." His blue eyes were intense, and Anders cock quivered just at that stare. He lay back submissively, bringing his legs up to allow Sebastian the access he needed.

Sebastian brought his fingers up to the mage's lips, who understood what he wanted him to do almost immediately, and sucked on them while never breaking his gaze. When he pulled his fingers away Anders made a small keening noise, lifting his hips up. Sebastian was sat back on his haunches and his fingers were light and teasing as they worked their way down, one hand grasping Anders cock while the other, saliva-coated digits snaked around to the tight pucker, making slow circles around it.

The archer whispered soft and gentle words as Anders bucked and moaned at the sensations. He pumped the mage at a steady pace while working his fingers inside him. He was being rougher than he wanted, but Anders moans were still almost all pleasure, particularly when his fingers finally found that sweet spot inside.

"Maker… Oh Sebastian… Please…" He was almost whimpering now, and Sebastian felt a surge of pleasure just for knowing he was the one making this happen. He pulled his fingers out and carefully lubricated himself with more spit, before positioning himself between Anders legs, bringing his body down onto his elbows so their foreheads were touching.

He caught Anders lips in a loose kiss as he pushed himself in, slowly, carefully, letting the other man groan into his mouth. He was warm and tight and as Sebastian took his first thrust he pulled up from his lovers mouth and gasped as the forgotten pleasures came flooding back to him. Anders nails clawed at his back as he clung to him, and together they moved to a steady rhythm.

"Faster." The command was quiet but forceful, and Sebastian was surprised to see the sudden feral glint in Anders eyes, that need for comfort, to feel something, to escape all other thoughts and just be lost in the strange mix of pleasure and pain was written all over his face, and Sebastian was not going to withhold it from him.

Anders pulled Sebastian down so their chests brushed together as the pace quickened, and Sebastian could feel the mage's throbbing cock pressed against his stomach.

"Oh Maker… Anders!" He cried out, as he finally exploded, spilling himself deep into the mage, hot, sticky fluid coated their stomachs as he reached his own release.

Sebastian collapsed on top of Anders, the two men shiny with sweat and feeling blissful as they held each other, basking in their own afterglow. It could have been anything between minutes or hours, but they both fell into a deep, comforting sleep.