With this knuckles curled under Hawke's chin, scratching against his beard, and legs almost straddling Hawke's own. He does want this, can picture it any of the ways Chris suggests, himself tied and relinquished of responsibility just for awhile. Only required to receive, feel, and let Chris have his fun.
But Anders.
But Anders wouldn't want him to stymie himself. A third of the way to quota already on his first day? That would be helpful. Praiseworthy even. Or is he just thinking that to give himself the excuse?
He looks in Chris' eyes, sees the curiosity there, the playfulness, the hunger, and decides that if he's going to have to make quota anyway he may as well enjoy it.
Decision made, he places a hand on Chris' knee gently. "I don't suppose you have a spare collar around?"
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With this knuckles curled under Hawke's chin, scratching against his beard, and legs almost straddling Hawke's own. He does want this, can picture it any of the ways Chris suggests, himself tied and relinquished of responsibility just for awhile. Only required to receive, feel, and let Chris have his fun.
But Anders.
But Anders wouldn't want him to stymie himself. A third of the way to quota already on his first day? That would be helpful. Praiseworthy even. Or is he just thinking that to give himself the excuse?
He looks in Chris' eyes, sees the curiosity there, the playfulness, the hunger, and decides that if he's going to have to make quota anyway he may as well enjoy it.
Decision made, he places a hand on Chris' knee gently. "I don't suppose you have a spare collar around?"