ANDERS

Anders released his grasp on Hawke's hair and slid his fingers slowly down the length of her spine. Despite the cold night air, her skin was hot against his touch. He gazed down into the depths of her eyes and beheld a mirror image of the same insatiable desire that he could feel coursing throughout his body in droves. His mouth found her lips, once again. The softness of his touch was replaced with an urgent need as his fingers dug into her skin, leaving an impression, while he pushed her naked body tightly against his own. The hardness of her nipples, against his chest, caused him to involuntarily release from their frenzied kiss and let out a small groan.

His body was on sensory overload and he wanted more than anything to succumb to the unrelenting need and urge to gratify his pulsating ache. He had intended to be gentle with her and take his time exploring her body, but those thoughts were quickly replaced with an animalistic urge, as Hawke pulled his tongue into her mouth and sucked on it. His hand moved hungrily towards her inner thighs when, suddenly, she released from his mouth and peered studiously up at him. Her dark blue eyes were filled with speculation, as she spoke.

"Anders?" She whispered, as her eyes searched his face.

His lips curled into a seductive grin as he pulled her body back next to his. He kissed her neck with yearning and then whispered into her neck. "Aven?"

He could barely make out her mumbled reply as she sighed, with pleasure, and released her head backwards, so that he could have full access to her neck.

Their slight break in contact had been what he had needed to cool off, just enough, to stay his hand from taking her too quickly. He released from her neck and lifted her into his arms. He found her mouth and kissed her tenderly, as he carried her out of the cold and kicked the door closed behind him. He released from their kiss, just in time to witness the pages of his manifesto, litter the room in reaction to the whooshing air that was expelled from the doorway's quick closure. He walked over the pages as he made his way towards the tub and then slowly descended into its welcoming warmth.

As he submerged deeper into the encompassing liquid, Hawke arched in his arms, allowing her hair to be swallowed by the water. He softened his grasp on her, as the fluid embraced her form, weightlessly. He watched, hungrily, as the candle light danced across the sensual curves of her body. As Hawke lifted her head out of the water, he marveled at how alluring she looked with her hair wet and slicked back. He watched as tiny droplets of water slid down her chin, ran down her neck, and then over her ample bosoms before reluctantly plummeting from her perky nipples to rejoin the greater body of water within the tub.

He grabbed her hips and pulled her next to him and Hawke wrapped her legs tightly around his waist and kissed him back, ravenously. His right hand slid upwards, searching, until her breast was within his grasp then pushed the weight of their bodies forward in the water, until Hawke was pinned up against the side of the tub. He released from her lips and lifted her hips until she was propped up and off of the side of the tub, then kneeled down, in between her thighs, and took her perky, silken, nipple into in his mouth. His tongue explored her hardened nipple, nibbling and sucking, until Hawke moaned in pleasure. He moved his hands to her lower back and braced her with his strength, as his mouth trailed downwards, exploring the toned lines of her stomach until she was lying completely flat against the cool bathroom tile.

His right hand moved out from under her lower back so that he could caress her inner thigh. He lifted her knees over his shoulders, replacing his absent finger tips, upon her thigh, with soft kisses that led him towards her wet warmth. Hawke's breath quickened as he gripped her hips and began to kiss within her heated slit. He took his time enjoying the taste of her as he explored her velvety crevices with his soft kisses. His cock pulsated as he felt her clit swell beneath his tongue. He reached down, with his left hand, and coaxed his shaft as he pulled her swollen hood into his mouth and sucked. Hawke whimpered in response, and rocked her hips, encouraging him to continue.

He could feel her growing close to climax and was aching to be inside of her. He pushed his tongue into her soft depths, feeling her and tasting her. Hawke shivered in response, but he wanted more. He released his mouth and drove one finger into her, feeling her even deeper, before switching to two fingers. She gasped in pleasure and tightened around them. He conjured small bouts of electricity, which worked as a vibration, as he stimulated her inner ridges, rhythmically, which sent Hawke into louder moans of pleasure. Her inner thighs flexed and her breathing quickened; he knew that she was close to orgasm. He moved his mouth back to her clit and sucked on her while his electric fingers moved faster inside of her. Hawke's whimpering's grew silent, for a second, then she tensed and released, screaming out in rapture as her body shivered and writhed around him. He released her clit from his mouth and kissed her inner thigh as he slowed his fingers within the reverberating pulsations of her orgasm.

He licked his lips and then gently splashed water upon his face as Hawke lay motionless, reveling in her bliss. With her legs still braced on his shoulders he moved forward, taking advantage of her flexibility until his lips were once again locked with hers. He throbbed against her, eagerly, but was determined to wait until she was once again ready. As if reading his very thoughts, Hawke released from their kiss, propped herself upon her elbows, and then smiled mischievously, as she reached between her thighs and took his erection into her grasp. Anders groaned in response to her touch, his animalistic hunger growing unquenchable as her palm grew tighter against his shaft and her motion quickened.

Hawke's bright blue eyes twinkled seductively up at him as he kneeled, paralyzed, between her thighs, locked in the gratification of her touch. She sat up completely, the lower half of her legs still draped over his shoulders as she coaxed his swollen cock. He brought his right hand back in between her thighs and rubbed against her while her right hand continued to tighten around his shaft. A heightened desperation took over him as he felt her grow wetter beneath his fingertips. Perfectly in sync with his thoughts, Hawke guided him inside of her.

He inched in and out of her, torturously slow, building her up before he entered her fully. At last, he drove the full length of himself inside of her and they both let out an exaggerated sigh in unison. Anders pushed in and out of her, faster than he had intended to, but his body was taking over in a way that his mind could not control. He was over taken with a heated frenzy, intoxicated by the feeling of her. Three years of fantasizing about this very moment and it didn't even marginally compare to how it felt to actually be inside of her. All sensitivity was thrown out the window as he succumbed to his ravenous craving to feel her even deeper. Hawke's grip tightened around his neck as he pounded harder against her with escalating eagerness. For a split second, he feared that he was racing ahead of her but his fear was immediately dismissed as Hawke dug her nails into his neck, shooting fire down his spine, as she gripped him even tighter, inside, and begged him with escalating moans and breathless words to move faster.

He was dangerously close to climax and fighting with all of his might to hold back, when Hawke pulled his lower lip into her mouth and moved her tongue against his own. The feeling of her tongue, moving heatedly against his own, thwarted his concentration. He pulled away from her mouth, quickly, but it was too late to stop his automatic reaction. His cock was completely swollen with the pressure of his impending release. He couldn't think, he could just feel. As he began to climax, Hawke arched against him and cried out, louder than he had ever heard her scream. Spasms over took her body, in waves, as he came deep within her.

She continued to tremble against him, well after he had finished and her own breathing had slowed. He gently removed her legs from his shoulders, so that they were dangling in the lukewarm water of the bathtub, and Hawke slumped against him, still encompassed in euphoria. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her down into the water until she was resting on top of his lap, then kissed her neck tenderly and whispered the only thought that flooded his mind.

"I love you."

(Anders © Bioware)