At first Fenris had been sure that after the initial fuzz over him to close the wound his two lovers would just let him be, maybe send him back to his mansion to rest but the whole week they had been at his side.
Every single day they made sure he would drink and eat enough even if he was lacking appetite or especially then. They wouldn't let him walk much or pick up anything heavy.
A second week had passed and he was still in Hawke's estate. Hawke had brought most of his belongings over in case he would need anything so he had basically moved in with him without really doing anything...
His wound was healing well and soon Anders allowed him to walk again and go about his day in a more normal manner again although he was still forbidden from sword practice or real fights.
The upside of having been in bed all day for two weeks with someone around was that he was now rapidly improving his reading skills, so he had never been truly bored. He could even make out whole sentences now if he took his time.
"You've done very well today." Hawke praised as he decided to end today's lesson and he placed the book aside.
Fenris had been grateful for everything, however, now that he was able to do normal things again, he wasn't sure if he could demand his hospitality any longer. Surely he must have been a burden to Hawke, not even able to help with anything and taking so much of his time every day.
"Hawke... will you help me bring my things back?" he asked staring at his chest in the corner. Maybe it was still a bit too heavy for him to carry alone after all.
"Back?" Hawke asked. "What do you mean?"
"Back to... my place?" He didn't even own the mansion but still he'd lived their long enough to call it his place.
"You want to... leave?" Hawke sounded sad. No, disappointed.
"I... I've been enough of a burden, haven't I?"
"Burden? Fenris. Perish the thought! I love having you here. Do you have any idea how long it took me to persuade Anders to move in? And yet he still spends most of his time in darktown. I want you here with me. Both of you. But... if you really want to leave, then of course I'll help you carry." Hawke sighed audibly.
Fenris looked at him, not sure what to make of this. "Why?" was all he could manage.
"Because I love you, Fenris." Hawke replied and pushed him into his cushions to kiss him tenderly.
It took him a moment, trying to grasp what the other had said, before the elf finally returned the kiss, pulling Hawke closer.
"Would you like that? Living with me and Anders?" he asked, looking into Fenris' eyes, their noses merely and inch apart.
Fenris nodded emphatically with a small but happy smile. "If you'll have me."
He could see the lips framed by this gorgeous beard smile warmly before they captured his own once more, their kiss this time filled with passion. Fenris was hungry for more affection and pulled him a little closer as their kiss deepened.
Hawke's knees were on either side of his hips now. His hand played in his white hair before they started brushing against the back of his ears over and over so that it seemed more than just accidental.
Fenris whimpered quietly into their kiss and his hands found their way to his chest opening his shirt a little wider, pushing the luxurious fabric aside to caress the skin underneath. It felt strange to touch the short dark hair that curled around his fingertips as he let them wander. Strange but pleasant and intriguing.
Hawke seemed to enjoy this just as much as he did, letting one hand travel down his slender body. He could feel it's heat and pressure through his clothing, his body responding to the touch but there was no room to pull away, not that he actually wanted him to stop.
"Hawke..." A quite moan escaped his throat when the other started to nibble at his sensitive earlobe and he wished he had not told him or rather showed him how much his body responded to this.
Hawke pinned him more against the mattress as his tongue teased him sweetly. „Fenris. I want you." The deep voice made him shiver slightly and for a moment he wondered if he had done this before but then his mind was wiped blank as the palm of Hawke's hand teasingly rubbed against his half hard cock through his pants.
Out of habit Fenris suppressed any noise he might have wanted to make as he rocked against his hand but then noticed that something wasn't as it should be.
"What about Anders...?" Fenris whimpered and then he remembered a dream he had had, which made him feel even more guilty about Anders' absence.
"Yes. What about Anders? I think he would very much like to join." he heard the mages voice chuckle from the direction of the door.
Heat rose to Fenris' cheeks feeling embarrassed about the whole situation but at the same time relieved that Anders was here. Had he been watching them or did he just enter?
Hawke occupied him with another lustful kiss while Anders made his way to the bed. The elf was twisting his body in unknown pleasure as Hawke's hand did things to him that were yet unknown to him.
"Maker, you are sensitive." the black haired said gently but then the sinful hand disappeared to welcome Anders and he helped the mage lose his robes with a few skillful moves.
"Do you want to help Garrett?" Anders suggested. Fenris nodded and quickly went about undressing him, making sure he could touch him as much as possible in the process. He wished he would look as well build and manly as him, but it was simply impossible for an elf to look like that, no matter how much muscle he would develop.
It didn't take long until both men were completely naked only the elf remaining dressed as before.
Anders led Fenris' hand back to Hawke's chest were they both remained and started to fondle his muscular structure.
"Feels good, doesn't it?" the mage said with a wink. Fenris agreed with a blush and tried his best to mirror his actions much to Hawke's satisfaction. The taller man hummed appreciatively.
"Anders, what you said the other day... Did you mean that?" the elf asked quietly, his fingers still dancing over the hairy chest.
"Uhm... I do say a lot of things... I'm afraid you'll have to be a bit more specific." the blonde apologised.
"Do you really think I... look beautiful?"
Anders smiled softly and grabbed his face in both hands. "Absolutely! By the Maker, Fenris you look gorgeous!"
Fenris looked aside with a blush for a moment and then nervously guided Anders' hands from his cheeks down to the hem of his shirt.
Anders hesitated a moment not wanting to misunderstand the gesture but the white-haired nodded.
Hawke had to bite his tongue not to make any comment on how cute Fenris was, afraid he might scare him off. He tried not to stare at the elf's exposed torso but Anders had not been lying, not that he had expected anything else. "Stunning." he murmured at the sight of the smooth tanned skin decorated with fine white patterns.
Fenris took a deep breath to swallow down his nervousness and insecurity. He could almost feel their gaze on his skin. Anders smiled at him fondly and then let his fingers roam gently around the centre of his chest.
Fenris immediately tensed up at the feeling of the light touch, regretting his decision. Suddenly he wasn't so sure any more if he was able to do this.
The mage stopped and wrapped his arms around his body, pulling him into a soft hug. "Shhh it's okay. Nobody is going to hurt you." he whispered gently stroking up and down his back until he felt the elf's body relax again.
Hawke remained silent but soon cuddled into Anders' side caressing the shoulders of his lovers. He wondered what had happened to Fenris back in Tevinter that had messed him up so badly, but this was clearly not the time to talk about something like this. It pained him to see him like this and he was more than thankful for Anders' understanding for the elf's needs.
Anders really was a healer in every way and in his arms Fenris felt safe and wanted. "Thank you, Anders." he whispered and pulled back just enough to kiss him. He could feel his skin against his as he tried to bury the pain of his past in the sweet sensation of their kiss.
Once Fenris looked relaxed enough Hawke wrapped his strong arms around the two smaller men and let himself fall back onto the mattress, pulling them with him onto his chest. Surprised by his actions both their faces turned to him and he wished he could have kissed them both at once.
"Do you want to try more?" he asked Fenris after a moment, who nodded nervously in response.
"Well, you've seen what I did to Anders last time." Hawke suggested and for a moment he saw panic return to Fenris' eyes. "I thought maybe you want to prepare him this time..." Hawke added quickly and much to his relieve saw the tension vanish again.
Fenris just looked at Anders for his opinion who nodded eagerly. "Please, Fenris. If you want, I'd love to feel your fingers not just in my mouth." The elf's cheeks and ears turned a few shades darker, his heart racing a little faster and he could hear or rather feel Hawke chuckle underneath them.
Anders rolled off to the side to fetch the vial from their last time which he handed to Fenris. "Don't feel bad about touching me anywhere." the blonde said with a wink.
It wasn't that Fenris didn't know what to do, he just wasn't sure where to start. Was he expected to get right to it? Was anything else required? Luckily he wasn't given much time to worry as Hawke came to his rescue and sat up next to him. He had one palm placed firmly on Anders' chest, pinning him down to the mattress with his streched arm and he leaned to Fenris ear. "Let's tease him a bit first. He likes that." he whispered with a dirty smirk on his lips.
Fenris gasped quietly. "Just do whatever you think feels good." Hawke whispered before he leaned down to nibble at Anders' throat, biting the tender flesh. Fenris hesitated a moment and then placed the vial aside, picking Anders' chest as a starting point for some light kisses, soon flicking out his tongue to taste more of him.
"Good." Hawke hummed looking at Fenris and then kissed his way down Anders' torso, teasing his belly button and then moving even lower. Fenris liked how much they all seemed to enjoy this.
"Ah! Suck me. Please" Anders whimpered and then bit his lip. Fenris wasn't sure if he had meant him or Hawke but Fenris followed the request anyway, wrapping his lips around one nipple and sucking at it, which he found rather enjoyable. He couldn't see Hawke but from Anders' reaction he assumed he had found something different to suck on.
"Maker!" Anders panted as he sunk one hand into the white thatch of hair over him.
While his lips kept sucking the hardened nub, he teasingly twisted the one on the other side between index and thumb.
After a while Fenris moved up to kiss him briefly before he got too curious to find out what Hawke was doing. He gulped at the sight. Seeing Hawke's tongue and lips working hungrily at Anders' erection made himself grow a lot harder. He hadn't noticed how long his gaze had been fixed at this sight.
"You like watching?"
Anders' words pulled him out of his stare. Fenris nodded with a blush. "You could hnn... watch him more closely if your fingers ahh... were inside me."
Another nod. Fenris picked up the vial again and moved down between his legs before he pulled off the cork.
"Use it generously and don't worry about making a mess." Hawke told him before he returned to lettings his tongue swirl around the tip of Anders' cock. Fenris barely looked what his fingers where doing before his slick fingers gently rubbed the skin between Anders' cheeks in search for his entrence.
In response the mage spread his legs even further and Fenris carefully pushed the tip on his index inside, not wanting to cause him any pain. The warm muscles around his finger felt strange but Anders made no sign of discomfort, on the contrary to his surprise he could feel him push against his finger to make it slip deeper.
"Good." Hawke praise from beneath. "Just match my rhythm." he suggested and let his lips slide around Anders again, bobbing his head around him slowly. Fenris followed him, pushing his finger in and out at the same pace.
"Another. Please, Fenris." he heard the blonde plead after a while and Fenris did as he was asked, adding a bit more oil just in case, before he pushed the second one inside.
"You know what to do." Hawke said and kissed him briefly yet with passion. He could still taste a bit of Anders in his mouth. He wasn't too sure if he liked that taste but he enjoyed the kiss nonetheless.
While he was stretching Anders with his second and eventually third finger, he blissfully watched Hawke receiving a similar treatment to what he had just offered.
Fenris nibbled and sucked as his own finger as he watched the two. Hawke's deep grunts and Anders' muffled moans filled the air until Fenris found a spot that felt slightly different. The mage groaned loudly at the touch, letting go of Hawke. Fenris could only recall one or two moments of brief bliss that made him understand what Anders felt. Danarius had never cared and those moments had been nothing more than accidental.
His fingers curled again, making Anders trambled in pleasure. "Maker please!" the mage whimpered. His fingeres brushed over the spot once more.
"Do you want to take him?" Hawke asked him and the blonde lay panting and wriggling beneath them.
Fenris' fingers stopped moving as he considered. Was he expected to? He felt his chest grow a little heavier.
"It's okay if you don't." Hawke breathed, caressing his cheek. "But don't leave him waiting for too long."
Fenris bit his lip. "C-can you do it?" he stammered, feeling like a coward as he pulled back his fingers.
"Oh, I'd love to." Hawke responded and brushed a quick kiss onto his lips before he prepared himself.
Fenris looked apologeticly at Anders. He didn't want him to think that he didn't like him, he just wasn't ready for this and wasn't sure if he would ever be.
Anders' back arched as Hawke pushed into him and Fenris sat still and watched until the mage streched his arm out to him and Fenris inched closer.
"I want to touch you, Fenris, please." he panted, obviously staring at the twitching cock in his pants. "May I?"
If he was honest to himself the elf didn't want anything more than being touched right now and yet his fear made this harder than it should have been.
Shyly he fumbled at his pants, pulling them down enough to reveal his small clothes but didn't dare more.
Anders nodded understandingly and before he could say anything the mage's palm started rubbing him through the thin fabric that protected him from falling apart.
His eyes fluttered shut as he leaned into the touch, swallowing his moans and for a while he couldn't take in anything that was going on between the other two, lost in his own little world of pleasure that Anders' hand provided. How did he know so well how to make him feel good? And then the hand had suddenly stopped.
"Fenris, would you sit down here for me?" Anders asked him, patting the pillow next to him. A little confused he followed the request, while the blonde had turned around, supporting his weight with his arms and knees.
Fenris looked away. "Now be a good wolf and shut up." a voice from his past called out to him in his head. Fenris shuttered.
"Ah!" The sound of his own voice had taken him by surprise, pulling him back to the presentwhen Anders' hot and wet lips were mouthing him through his undergarments pushing away any thoughts of his past. He hadn't even asked for this, yet Anders made him feel like no one ever before. One of his hands took a tight grip around the corner of a cushion, this other dug into Anders' soft hair.
After the initial surprise his moans remained hardly audible in comparison to the unrestraint trails of lustful noises that originated from his lovers. Even Anders with his mouth occupied was louder than him.
Not being used to any such form of pleasure being given to him, the elf didn't last long and was soon squirming and twisting against Anders' lips.
"Kaffas! Amatus!" Fenris hissed as his head rolled back and his toes curled when his orgasm swept over him. He felt Anders suck at him a little longer. A few moans later the mages semen splashed over his trousers. Fenris couldn't care less about the mess. Just seeing him like that was worth any trouble. He gently stroked his hair until Hawke had followed his orgasm, both of them now sinking into the bed rather exhausted.
Fenris slid down between them with a happy smile on his face as they cuddled into his side. They remained like that for several minutes before they decided to clean up. Fenris changed into a fresh set of small clothes and decided to leave his messy pants on the floor before climbing back into bed.
For now he felt comfortable like this, simply because they understood and cared. He snuggled closer into his lovers, kissing them sweetly. He couldn't remember having ever felt happier in his life.
"I love you. Both of you." he whispered. "Thank you. For everything."
