He sniffles a little and nuzzles into Steven's shoulder. It's been so long. So long. Since he felt like this. There's no ash in his wings, no regretful thoughts about Anders. Hawke feels good. His thoughts are only good.
Soft. Loving. Sweet.
All of that centered on Steven. This wonderful man from another world. His heart, already cracked open for Steven just deepens. There's no stopping this headlong fall now. Hawke wouldn't want to.
Steven continues petting through Hawke's hair as they gradually come down together, enjoying the familiarity of his weight on top of him. It's extra nice with the warm glow of those wings and the deep affection he's feeling right now, deeper than he's felt otherwise.
It's a little scary but also... exciting.
"I don't know if I did much of the work there," he says fondly, teasing himself really. He turns his head to nuzzle deeper against Hawke's temple. "But I'll take the compliment."
"You did more than enough for my pleasure." He kisses him softly, slowly, and deeply. "This is going to feel a bit weird, love."
Hawke is slow as he draws out of Steven's body. His cock is getting soft and he'd slip out anyway soon. He knows that sensation can be a lot, especially if Steven's feeling sensitive after sex.
It's definitely an unpleasant sensation, especially when he's still so sensitive, and he wrinkles his nose dramatically when Hawke pulls away. He knows it's necessary though, and in retrospect he's wondering if he should have asked to use a condom for the mess alone. He doesn't want Hawke to go far though, still feeling rather clingy as he keeps his arms tight around his shoulders.
"Don't go far," he insists, though his legs loosen their grip in case Hawke needs to shift. "Please?"
"Here. We're just going to move away from the wet spot." Hawke wraps an arm around Steve and pulls him towards the edge of the bed, away from the mess.
He keeps his arm around him as he settles them into a much better position for cuddling and relaxing in the aftermath. There is a thought for cleaning up and taking care of any soreness Steven might feel but... cuddling is more important.
Clingy is fine. Hawke's feeling much the same. He wants to stay as close as he can to Steven. His fingers brush idly against his back and he smiles at him, soft, sweet, perhaps even a little loving.
Steven rolls into him easily, fitting into Hawke's arms but throwing his over his boyfriend's waist too. He doesn't want to part after all that, especially when the aftermath of pleasure is still tingling through him, his body wanting to stay near.
He returns that smile with a soft and sweet one of his own, though now that they've calmed, his face and ears are growing red again.
"Well..." Steven has no idea what to say and the realization pulls a laugh out of him, quiet but honest, and he leans in to kiss Hawke gently instead. "Well."
He laughs softly against Steven's mouth. "Well... you enjoyed yourself."
Hawke has no doubts about that. Steven's pleasure is obvious for a number of reasons, not just the color of his eyes. There's a mess between them to make that obvious.
"Not too sore or anything?" he asks, just to make sure. Based on how relaxed and content Steven is he must feel fine.
"I did," he agrees with another little laugh, bubbling up from his chest and against Hawke's mouth. "I didn't doubt it would feel good but I thought I'd be more nervous than I was."
It's a testament to their relationship and the care Hawke took to keep Steven physically relaxed, which he appreciates. He definitely wouldn't have done this if he didn't trust his partner.
At the question, he shakes his head and slides a leg between Hawke's, getting comfortable. He knows this is hardly the end of their evening but he needs a minute... or ten.
"Not yet but I'm sure I'll feel it by morning." A sheepish smile. "Fingers are... very different."
With anyone else, Steven might be peeved at the ex-boyfriend being brought up right after they've slept together, but he understands better than ever the foundational importance Anders had on Hawke in recent years. It's difficult to be upset about someone he's never met, and Hawke bringing him up means he's feeling vulnerable. Steven knows that well by now.
Even so, the comment about the sandwich gets a light kick to the ankle. Light and playful.
"Honestly, I wouldn't say no if we're going to keep going. I'll need the energy," he teases back regardless.
Steven's smile softens again at the thanks though, his hand coming around to stroke along Hawke's jaw, thumb brushing lovingly against his beard. "It's a very important heart, and a big one at that, so I'm glad you've entrusted me with it."
"Oh, we're going to keep going." Hawke's grin turns wicked. "The night is young and we have plenty of time."
Look, no matter what Marc or anyone else might want Hawke's going to keep Steven for a day or two. They need this time together so they can reconnect and enjoy intimacy again. That Trail was quite rough when it came to privacy.
"I don't think I could have picked better hands." He leans in and rests his forehead against Steven's. The greatest wonder this world has brought to him is this man. Maybe... maybe he will heal here though he never wants to leave having found this peace.
Eyes lower when their foreheads press together and he continues to stroke along Hawke's jaw and through his hair, feeling a flutter of joy in his chest. His eyes haven't stopped being pink for a long time now, but he doesn't need to see them himself to know he's feeling ridiculously happy.
"I like it when you're sappy," he says gently, a smile curling over his lips. "It's very sweet. I like knowing this part of you."
It's what made him fall for Hawke in the first place, though most look at him and see a handsome, buff guy, and assume otherwise. Steven couldn't care less about muscles if the person who has them isn't kind-hearted.
"Your own kindness brings it out in me, you know." He sighs happily, relaxing into the sensation of Steven's fingers through his hair. "It's hard to be bitter in the face of your sweetness and hope."
Not that Hawke was too poisoned by bitterness after everything. Well, he had been in the early days but time had dulled the sharp stab of those feelings. It was more a painful dull throb than a stab.
It felt so distant and small when he was with Steven, especially now. Now, it's just... there. It can't touch this moment they share together.
"So I've been a good influence. Good to know," he chuckles, fingers continuing to push back at Hawke's hair, fingers lightly massaging his scalp along the way. It's very calming here in the afterglow, wrapped up in Hawke's arms and speaking close and low. Steven's never had anything like this in his life before meeting Hawke, and he's very grateful.
There's so much love and warmth radiating in this moment, it feels natural, without them even having to say it.
"You are." Hawke kisses him softly and then playfully bites his lower lip. "Meanwhile, I am going to thoroughly enjoy corrupting you over the next few days."
Hawke will be so thorough in his introducing Steven to sex. There are so many things they can do together. So many fantasies to try. They will pick through their little mental lists.
And Maker, it will be thoroughly satisfying. With more moments like this. Resting together. Silent except for breathing and their heartbeats. The most intimacy Hawke has enjoyed in so long.
It's more intense than anything Steven has experienced but he feels safe and happy, and that's most important. The physical is fun of course but half the joy is getting to connect with his partner, and if that makes him a huge sap... then so be it.
That being said, it is a lot of great sex.
He's rather overwhelmed by the first day, even with breaks in between, because of course they can't have sex the entire time. Still, feeling this desired and wanted is wholly new to Steven, but the longer he's been with Hawke, the more he's gained confidence in himself too. He's never been desired like this before.
There's a point when he rolls over to rest and feels exhausted, an arm flopping over onto Hawke's chest. "I think I'll take that sandwich now."
It's energizing in a way and also exhausting. Hawke's a little out of breath and there's a very pleasant ache in his muscles. Maker he's feeling so good and so ready to sleep for possibly a few hours.
"Do you think Montoya can make a sandwich? He's smart enough for that, right?" Hawke doesn't think he has the strength to get out of bed. And Steven's on top of him. How could he move under such conditions?
He pats Steven's butt. "Give me a minute to rest and I'll get us something to eat."
And make some tea. They should really have some liquids after all they've spilled.
He never wants to leave this spot but also knows he should, but right now, all he can think about is closing his eyes to rest for a little while. His body aches despite also being very relaxed, and he's definitely not as accustomed to so much physical activity. It's simply not in his nature.
"Montoya is a very good boy but I don't think he has enough opposable thumbs for that, love," he says with a tired laugh, patting Hawke's chest in return.
"A sandwich and a shower sounds brilliant right about now," he sighs, cheek pressed to Hawke's shoulder as he closes his eyes. "You were serious about exhausting me..."
"Damn." Had he left something out prepared in a basket and then brought it to them. Next time. He'll plan ahead next time. More water too. Hawke is quite thirsty at this point.
Hawke chuckles. "It was a straight forward warning. You had plenty of heads up." He pauses a moment. "And plenty of head."
That terrible joke actually makes him giggle. It's so bad. Awful really. Hawke thinks it's probably one of the best sex jokes he's ever told.
He grunts as he untangles himself from Steven and gets out of bed. "You can grab a shower while I make us something to eat." He stretches his arms over his head then scratches at his chest. He should let the dog out but he's confident Montoya's been opening the door for himself for ages now.
The joke earns a groan out of Steven because that was terrible, but the fact that Hawke amuses himself with terrible puns is just part of his charm. Steven can't deny him the simple joy.
His eyes follow Hawke when the man stands up, admiring his naked body from behind, and once again wondering hown in the hell he managed to woo someone with a body like that. Hawke is more than just a body of course but... seriously.
It takes Steven a while longer to drag himself up, but he's glad Hawke isn't around to see the way he limps to the bathroom. His body is aching in places that have never hurt before in his life, so a warm shower feels incredible. By the time he's joining Hawke in the kitchen, he has a towel around his waist and his hair is slicked back from the water, looking refreshed. The hairstyle probably makes him look much more like Marc by default but the curls will pop out again once his hair dries.
He smiles at the sight of his partner in the kitchen, a fluttery, happy feeling hitting him right in the chest. Steven walks up beside him to kiss his shoulder and then lean into him, still clingy it seems.
Hawke isn't making anything complicated. He has bread and the makings of a sandwiches. Well, more like vegetables that Steven could put between bread if he wanted. He didn't really think this through.
He reaches over and places a hand on the small of Steven's back. Hawke pulses a wave of healing magic through his lover to easy some of his aches and pains.
"If you want something besides vegetables, you can probably come up with something better than I did." He smiles sheepishly. "I only had the energy for sandwiches."
There's a reason he offers them after sex.
Steven's special diet often required Hawke to think about it. His mind is a little fuzzy though. Full of satisfaction and happiness. He'd be eating cheese and meat straight if his lover wasn't strict about his diet.
The healing magic is appreciated, though Steven feels a bit embarrassed he needs it at all, and that Hawke knew it. Alas, he won't turn away the help.
"Half the magic is the spread you pair the veggies with. I think I left a tub of hummus in your fridge the other day..." He wanders off to grab said hummus with a happy little "Aha!" and brings it over to spread onto some of the bread in his own sandwich.
Steven turns to lean against the kitchen counter while eating, looking over to Hawke with a smile as he eats. They're both covered in various love bites and scratches (though more on Hawke's end there), and it brings up a bubble of laughter. "We look a right mess."
There are certain signs Hawke can see that might not be obvious to Steven. Everyone can use a little healing magic after the sexual marathon they just enjoyed.
Hawke pauses mid-bite of his sandwich and looks himself over. Yes, he's a bit messier given he hasn't had a shower yet but honestly, he thinks he looks fine. "I think I look like I've enjoyed a very lovely time."
He grins at Steven but there's a softer note to it. Something softer is brewing in his chest and he knows himself well enough to understand what it means. His feelings for Steven are only going to grow.
"We'll get some sleep after this though," he muses. "Just to make sure we have the energy needed for later."
"For later?" he repeats with a raised brow, though he can't stop the hint of the smile that keeps returning. "You were serious about two days, weren't you?"
Though it's been so very lovely so far, getting to connect with Hawke physically, to take their relationship to that next level. Steven would be lying if he claimed to feel nothing more when they were wrapped up together and breathing one another in so close.
"You'll definitely need a rinse though and I can change the sheets." He wrinkles his nose some. "Probably for the best."
Hawke shrugs. "Absolutely serious but if you're not in the mood say so and we can find some other way to pass the time. I would like to have you for myself for a time. Doesn't matter really what we're doing."
He means every word of that. Hawke adores the sex not just for the physical pleasure but the emotional connection as well. His heart feels so damn full each time he looks at Steven. In bed it feels like he'll burst from it.
"I will get a shower after I eat," he says with a fond roll of his eyes. "Don't worry."
He may be a simple man from a simpler world, but he will shower and take care of himself. He knows it will lead to more cuddles and he very much wants that as much as possible.
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Soft. Loving. Sweet.
All of that centered on Steven. This wonderful man from another world. His heart, already cracked open for Steven just deepens. There's no stopping this headlong fall now. Hawke wouldn't want to.
"Mm, you are incredible." He sighs happily.
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It's a little scary but also... exciting.
"I don't know if I did much of the work there," he says fondly, teasing himself really. He turns his head to nuzzle deeper against Hawke's temple. "But I'll take the compliment."
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Hawke is slow as he draws out of Steven's body. His cock is getting soft and he'd slip out anyway soon. He knows that sensation can be a lot, especially if Steven's feeling sensitive after sex.
It will also be a touch messy.
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"Don't go far," he insists, though his legs loosen their grip in case Hawke needs to shift. "Please?"
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He keeps his arm around him as he settles them into a much better position for cuddling and relaxing in the aftermath. There is a thought for cleaning up and taking care of any soreness Steven might feel but... cuddling is more important.
Clingy is fine. Hawke's feeling much the same. He wants to stay as close as he can to Steven. His fingers brush idly against his back and he smiles at him, soft, sweet, perhaps even a little loving.
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He returns that smile with a soft and sweet one of his own, though now that they've calmed, his face and ears are growing red again.
"Well..." Steven has no idea what to say and the realization pulls a laugh out of him, quiet but honest, and he leans in to kiss Hawke gently instead. "Well."
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Hawke has no doubts about that. Steven's pleasure is obvious for a number of reasons, not just the color of his eyes. There's a mess between them to make that obvious.
"Not too sore or anything?" he asks, just to make sure. Based on how relaxed and content Steven is he must feel fine.
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It's a testament to their relationship and the care Hawke took to keep Steven physically relaxed, which he appreciates. He definitely wouldn't have done this if he didn't trust his partner.
At the question, he shakes his head and slides a leg between Hawke's, getting comfortable. He knows this is hardly the end of their evening but he needs a minute... or ten.
"Not yet but I'm sure I'll feel it by morning." A sheepish smile. "Fingers are... very different."
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He sighs softly. "You know, I haven't been with someone like this since Anders. I feel like I should offer you a sandwich."
Hawke figures that joke will go over well since Steven saw his first time with Anders. He never once thinks it might be a touch inappropriate.
"Thank you for this. For... for being careful with my heart." He truly means that. With anyone else he wouldn't feel so comfortable caring so much.
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Even so, the comment about the sandwich gets a light kick to the ankle. Light and playful.
"Honestly, I wouldn't say no if we're going to keep going. I'll need the energy," he teases back regardless.
Steven's smile softens again at the thanks though, his hand coming around to stroke along Hawke's jaw, thumb brushing lovingly against his beard. "It's a very important heart, and a big one at that, so I'm glad you've entrusted me with it."
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Look, no matter what Marc or anyone else might want Hawke's going to keep Steven for a day or two. They need this time together so they can reconnect and enjoy intimacy again. That Trail was quite rough when it came to privacy.
"I don't think I could have picked better hands." He leans in and rests his forehead against Steven's. The greatest wonder this world has brought to him is this man. Maybe... maybe he will heal here though he never wants to leave having found this peace.
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"I like it when you're sappy," he says gently, a smile curling over his lips. "It's very sweet. I like knowing this part of you."
It's what made him fall for Hawke in the first place, though most look at him and see a handsome, buff guy, and assume otherwise. Steven couldn't care less about muscles if the person who has them isn't kind-hearted.
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Not that Hawke was too poisoned by bitterness after everything. Well, he had been in the early days but time had dulled the sharp stab of those feelings. It was more a painful dull throb than a stab.
It felt so distant and small when he was with Steven, especially now. Now, it's just... there. It can't touch this moment they share together.
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There's so much love and warmth radiating in this moment, it feels natural, without them even having to say it.
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Hawke will be so thorough in his introducing Steven to sex. There are so many things they can do together. So many fantasies to try. They will pick through their little mental lists.
And Maker, it will be thoroughly satisfying. With more moments like this. Resting together. Silent except for breathing and their heartbeats. The most intimacy Hawke has enjoyed in so long.
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That being said, it is a lot of great sex.
He's rather overwhelmed by the first day, even with breaks in between, because of course they can't have sex the entire time. Still, feeling this desired and wanted is wholly new to Steven, but the longer he's been with Hawke, the more he's gained confidence in himself too. He's never been desired like this before.
There's a point when he rolls over to rest and feels exhausted, an arm flopping over onto Hawke's chest. "I think I'll take that sandwich now."
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"Do you think Montoya can make a sandwich? He's smart enough for that, right?" Hawke doesn't think he has the strength to get out of bed. And Steven's on top of him. How could he move under such conditions?
He pats Steven's butt. "Give me a minute to rest and I'll get us something to eat."
And make some tea. They should really have some liquids after all they've spilled.
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"Montoya is a very good boy but I don't think he has enough opposable thumbs for that, love," he says with a tired laugh, patting Hawke's chest in return.
"A sandwich and a shower sounds brilliant right about now," he sighs, cheek pressed to Hawke's shoulder as he closes his eyes. "You were serious about exhausting me..."
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Hawke chuckles. "It was a straight forward warning. You had plenty of heads up." He pauses a moment. "And plenty of head."
That terrible joke actually makes him giggle. It's so bad. Awful really. Hawke thinks it's probably one of the best sex jokes he's ever told.
He grunts as he untangles himself from Steven and gets out of bed. "You can grab a shower while I make us something to eat." He stretches his arms over his head then scratches at his chest. He should let the dog out but he's confident Montoya's been opening the door for himself for ages now.
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His eyes follow Hawke when the man stands up, admiring his naked body from behind, and once again wondering hown in the hell he managed to woo someone with a body like that. Hawke is more than just a body of course but... seriously.
It takes Steven a while longer to drag himself up, but he's glad Hawke isn't around to see the way he limps to the bathroom. His body is aching in places that have never hurt before in his life, so a warm shower feels incredible. By the time he's joining Hawke in the kitchen, he has a towel around his waist and his hair is slicked back from the water, looking refreshed. The hairstyle probably makes him look much more like Marc by default but the curls will pop out again once his hair dries.
He smiles at the sight of his partner in the kitchen, a fluttery, happy feeling hitting him right in the chest. Steven walks up beside him to kiss his shoulder and then lean into him, still clingy it seems.
"Thank you, love. Can I help?"
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He reaches over and places a hand on the small of Steven's back. Hawke pulses a wave of healing magic through his lover to easy some of his aches and pains.
"If you want something besides vegetables, you can probably come up with something better than I did." He smiles sheepishly. "I only had the energy for sandwiches."
There's a reason he offers them after sex.
Steven's special diet often required Hawke to think about it. His mind is a little fuzzy though. Full of satisfaction and happiness. He'd be eating cheese and meat straight if his lover wasn't strict about his diet.
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"Half the magic is the spread you pair the veggies with. I think I left a tub of hummus in your fridge the other day..." He wanders off to grab said hummus with a happy little "Aha!" and brings it over to spread onto some of the bread in his own sandwich.
Steven turns to lean against the kitchen counter while eating, looking over to Hawke with a smile as he eats. They're both covered in various love bites and scratches (though more on Hawke's end there), and it brings up a bubble of laughter. "We look a right mess."
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Hawke pauses mid-bite of his sandwich and looks himself over. Yes, he's a bit messier given he hasn't had a shower yet but honestly, he thinks he looks fine. "I think I look like I've enjoyed a very lovely time."
He grins at Steven but there's a softer note to it. Something softer is brewing in his chest and he knows himself well enough to understand what it means. His feelings for Steven are only going to grow.
"We'll get some sleep after this though," he muses. "Just to make sure we have the energy needed for later."
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Though it's been so very lovely so far, getting to connect with Hawke physically, to take their relationship to that next level. Steven would be lying if he claimed to feel nothing more when they were wrapped up together and breathing one another in so close.
"You'll definitely need a rinse though and I can change the sheets." He wrinkles his nose some. "Probably for the best."
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He means every word of that. Hawke adores the sex not just for the physical pleasure but the emotional connection as well. His heart feels so damn full each time he looks at Steven. In bed it feels like he'll burst from it.
"I will get a shower after I eat," he says with a fond roll of his eyes. "Don't worry."
He may be a simple man from a simpler world, but he will shower and take care of himself. He knows it will lead to more cuddles and he very much wants that as much as possible.
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i couldn't resist this icon lol
it's perfect
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