Malcolm was at the moment busy trying to figure out why mommy and daddy were fight, or so I believed as he kept turning his head side to side. "I can't wait him all day Anders!'' I yelled my hands firmly on my hips. It had been early in the morning when we started this fight but now it was almost afternoon. All the help had retreated to there given room in fear of a stray fireball coming their way.
"Well I can't take him to the client!" Ander spat in my face rather annoyed with me for being so fussy about spending all my time with the child. Malcolm was now my reasonably too. But I had been feeling so overwhelmed by it all. Being the one with him all day every day wasn't an easy task. "If I take him to the client he might get sick. And what would happen if" He paused and looked up for a moment. "Maker forbids… he got a hold of a poison or lyrium?"
"Well if he got a hold of lyrium he would become a preachy, annoying, cocky, mage just like his father!" at the end of my little rant I was huffing and I ended up pushing some of my hair back. When I looked up from my hair malfunction I saw a sweet smile on my lovers lips. "What?" His smile annoyed me, I was yelling at the bastard not giving him praise.
"You called me his father." Anders smiled and moved to me, his arms went around me in a hug that I didn't return. Why was he being so clingy anyway?
"Well we adopted him…" My voice echo with how I was annoyed with the entire mood swings. He should know that when I commit to something I commit 100%. That was my baby sitting their was a confused expression as his mom got ready to beat the shit out of his dad, and if anyone tried to hurt him their would be hell to pay.
Anders pulled away rubbing my arms to sooth me. "I know I just know that you weren't to happy with the idea of keeping him. And when you calling me his dad.." Anders looked at Malcolm, and then looked me back in the eye; in his eyes I saw a deep love.
It always scared me how Anders seemed to be so obsessed with me; he had said he would drown in blood for us. If that didn't raise an alarm than nothing was going to. I loved the man but not the spirit that lived in him, more like the demon that lived in him. Sighing I knew I was going to give into his wonderful brown eyes shined with that light; the light of hope. "I know you got all tingly inside. Normally men don't say that to me till they have seem me naked so forgive me if I don't jump for joy."
Anders just smiled at me, this was my way of dealing with feelings; I had to kill the mood, he knew me so well. He moved forward and cupped my face in his rough hands. Then he moved into me kissing my lips lightly, his eyes watched as I leaned into his lips deepening the kiss. "You know you are making me all tingly right now." He said against my lips. I moved my arms to his chest going under his robes.
I hummed in appreciation of his works. My stomach burned and then moved lower to a pain that only Anders could heal. I started to grind my hips into his growing length. His low groan in his chest and grabbing my hips was his answer to that problem. "Wha! Nam Nu!" We both pulled away to looked down at the boy, he looked so grumpy.
"I don't think he like me touching his mommy." Ander had a light teasing voice, it lifted my heart, and he seemed so normal.
"Well his mommy needs to be touched, that little demon has kept us apart every night scene he got here!" I pushed my chest to Anders, hoping to drive my point into his thick head. He grunted enjoying his sweet lady but not in front of our kid, I could tell he by the way he eyes dragged from me to the child. "Ugh! We need a baby sitter." Anders whole face lit up.
"I never even thought of that! Do you think Varric would look after him?" Was he serious, Varric maybe a great story teller; but he lived in a bar, drank like any other dwarf, and well how was Malcolm going to care about the stories when all the noise of the bar was going on. "What up with that look?"
"As much as you know I love Varric, he lives at a bar." Anders brows pushed together, confusion covered his face. "Ya know where Isabela has sex with ever Tom, Dick, and Harry?" One of Anders hands popped up to stop me to show he understood.
"So who should we get?" Biting my lip I knew he wasn't going to be happy with the most likely and reasonable choice. His face dropped almost like he had read my mind. He must have because his glare was hard. "No, my child is not going their!"
Sighing I got out of his grip walking over to the clapping baby in the room. "Come here little man. We are gonna go visit auntie Aveline. Because mommy needs her alone time with daddy. Yes she does." I said cooing to the baby as I walked to the door Anders not far on my heels.
Aveline was in her office when I got to the keep, she had been rather busy as of late but never the less I knew she would be their for me in my time of need. "Aveline!" I called carrying a fussy bundle of joy in with me followed by my fussy bundle of justice.
"Hawke…" I all I could think was this sounded just like that time I came to the keep after meting Varric for the first time. Her eyes moved down to the large bundle in my arms that was trying to move around. " Little Hawke?" I smiled at her trying to put all my charm into it.
"I have a favor cou-"
"No." My mind just went to a numb state of mine. She didn't even hear me out. My face fell into a pout. Anders hands came up and grabbed Malcolm from my hands. The boy stopped his fuss once his father held him up right instead of laying like I had him.
"I told you, Varric is the best choice. Besides I don't want to find out our son has gone missing." He didn't even try to hide his feelings. "Seeing as she loves sending Mages to the Gallows." I never should have let him come. Now there was a stare down between the warrior and the mage.
"I think you could ask your lover, Mages belong in the gallows it works best for everyone. And if I loved sending Mages to the gallows, then why aren't you there?" Aveline asked Anders stepped forward and seeing as he was holding the young child I thought it best to stop Justice from his visit.
"Alright let all calm down, we will just ask Isabela to watch him." Both of snapped their head to look at me. Ah yes I knew this would do the trick. "What? She is a worldly woman I am sure she knows her way around a baby."
"That harlot can't even take care of herself!" Aveline yelled before taking the child rather forcefully out of Anders' arms. "Also as guard captain I can't let you live a child in such horrible company."
"I am not sure it is much better than Isabela but it is better." Ander said his arms crossed. I couldn't help but smile, this was all I needed. Aveline was holding our son. She shockingly was holding him right and was also keeping his fussing down.
"He is cute I will say that." Aveline was a wonderful woman; I would gladly call her my sister even. Like my big skull crushing sister of Justice… Ugh Justice never mind that thought. Horrible anything that used the word Justice was now ruined for the rest of my life.
"Just be carful with his head." Anders said his pout was showing and he was so cute. I had to get him out of here. I started to push on his shoulder but he shrugged me off. "Also don't feed him any nut, berries, or anything you have hear kids having trouble with." Aveline held the boy with one hand her other going to her hip. "Hold him with both hand!" He yelled rushing forward I grabbed onto his robes chocking him almost.
"I assure you, I can handle a baby. As a Guard we are here to serve all of the cities people. That includes small children. All my guards take parenting classes, myself included." Anders shocked face almost made my day. The poor guy never listened, when I said she was the best she really was the best choice. "Just don't make a habit of this Hawke, I do have more important things to do." She added not going to put any more salt in Anders prideful wound. I waved to her as I pushed Anders out of the keep still trying to shout things at her as they went away.
"I told she knows what she is doing." Sighing Anders nodded giving up on his shouting mission.
The short walk home felt like forever, Anders kept looking back at the keep. He looked like a puppy that had just gotten his favorite toy taken away. But I didn't let his face faze me. I had bigger problems. Bigger needs. Once inside I pushed him up against the wall near the door.
I started with his unshaven neck; his stubble was so rough against my tongue the roughness mixed with my soft muscle was such a sweet turn on. I started to undo his robes once my work had bared his fruit I pushed a bit of my magic to my finger tips I let small ripples of magic move over his skin. He whimpered a little bit. "Hwake, wait!"
I stopped looking up at the man before me. I made feeling show clearly on my face, this was not an amused little mage. I used magic for this, he better have a good reason to stop my mission. "This isn't right, we have only had him a few day."
"A week and a half." I corrected him, and ever day was becoming harder seeing as they had to get up and take care of him at night so they couldn't have sex then and of course their days were messed up, trying to find ways to work him into the busy life style.
"Still I just feel like we shouldn't drop him off. I feel like I am abandoning him." I put my hand on my hip.
"Anders you do relies that normally the mother has the problems dropping the baby off not his father?" Anders started to play with his hands. He knew it was always weird how he ended up being the feminine one but he couldn't help it. He had grown up in the circle children and people who needed his help were always around him, on top of that he was a healer, a giver. Once more his bright brown orbs got the best of me. "Maker save me. Fine go get him! Aveline is gonna be pissed." Anders kissed my lips, I tried to follow to make it last longer but he left out the door in a hurry.