dissent: (★ LIKE A CAT BEDS INTO A BEANBAG)
Anders ([personal profile] dissent) wrote in [community profile] bakerstreet 2015-04-27 02:02 pm (UTC)

Knees.

[ Anders' tone is firm, and there isn't any give in it, just like the hand on Carver's shoulder is unflinching despite being the weaker of the two of them. His other hand carefully unbuckles his long coat, hoists up the skirt of the robes underneath until they're a tangle around his narrow waist. He's only half-hard, but his black trousers are tight enough that they outline every inch. ]

Get me out.

[ Anticipation hums through him. He can't remember the last time he had this — once or twice at the Wardens' camp, maybe, or earlier in Denerim. Certainly nothing since Justice. But the spirit is quiet now, darkly satisfied at the sight of a man in Templar armor on his knees. Which had been the theory they were supposed to be testing.

Not that he's going to stop. If Justice is actually going to shut up and let him have this, he's going to take it with both hands. That the Templar in question is Carver Hawke is just a bonus. When his dark lashes are lowered to hide his blue eyes, Anders could almost believe he's a beardless, younger Garrett.
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