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.
"I think if I wasn't in the mood, it would be very clear," he reassures, but Steven has honestly been surprised by his own libido, never having had this much energy at once when it comes to physical intimacy. It's just felt so good and right with Hawke... and who is he kidding - his boyfriend is a smoke show. How could he resist?
Steven leans in closer to tug gently on Hawke's arm and bring him in for a soft kiss on the lips. "Thank you, love. I really do want to just... be close to you. This is the closest I've ever been with anyone."
Hawke goes so easily when tugged. Steven could demand him on his knees and he would eagerly, happily drop at the word. His lover has Hawke wrapped around his finger. He hopes he knows that.
"I'm honored to be that person." He returns the kiss and then presses another one to Steven's forehead. "I'm sure I've said it before but you're the first person I've let this close since Anders."
Being on the run didn't give him many chances for romance but he knows it's more than that. He wasn't ready. Not until Steven with his quick mind and dazzling smile. And so gentle too.
Steven wraps his arms around Hawke when close, despite them still eating, but he doesn't really care if Hawke keeps eating while being clung to.
"You may have mentioned it a time or two," he teases softly, only because Anders does come up often when they're being close, but he understands why. Steven isn't one to get annoyed with Hawke for still healing from his toxic ex.
He offers Hawke a sweet smile. "Am I, now? If it wasn't me, I'm certain you'd have charmed your way into another's heart but I'm glad it was me first."
Honestly, Hawke can only think maybe Fenris but that would have its own mess given Fenris being in love with his Hawke. That could be quite the tricky situation. Not always a bad thing but... but Steven was there first, already worming into Hawke's mind and heart.
"Maybe," he says with a small shrug as he settles an arm around Steven. "But they would've had to work hard to make the same sort of impression you did."
Hawke can't even put it exactly into words now they've known each other for so long but there was something about that first conversation. A little more than good looks to catch his attention.
"And now I don't see anyone else, only you." He smiles softly. "Glowing as bright as those pretty pink eyes of yours."
"It's been more or less a year since we went on our first date, you know..." his voice trails off thoughtfully, and then he can't help but ask: "What was it that impressed you first?"
Mentioning his eyes makes Steven's ears a light pink too and he groans, chuckling. "Are they really? Again?" He has no idea they've been pink pretty much all day. "As long as you find them pretty, love. Sometimes I forget they change colors since I can't see them."
And they have been very vibrant and very much in love all day.
"It's been a year?" Hawke has not kept the best track of time but now he's very aware that... yes, it's been a year almost. Maker's breath, he needs to get Steven something special.
Fuck.
"Your kindness," he answers while internally panicking about some sort of gift for Steven to celebrate being together a year. "You are incredibly kind in a world that is not. That's special, Steven."
Hawke's fought tooth and nail to stay as optimistic as he is. Somehow it seems natural as breathing to Steven.
Hawke's wings haven't stopped being flecked with gold all day either. They're giving away just as much as Steven's eyes. "It's a good color for you."
"Well, probably since our first date, but I don't consider us making things more official until that holiday party, do you?" He shrugs, not as worried about it seemingly. Celebrating an anniversary would be nice but Steven isn't one to pressure his partner about it. "Maybe we can do something special in December - go out somewhere nice, put on that god-awful Christmas film that was playing when we had our first kiss..." He chuckles at the thought of making out to The Grinch again. Ridiculous, but a happy memory.
Time really does fly.
The words about his kindness hit close to home though and Steven appreciates them more than Hawke probably realizes. Steven had no choice but to be kind in his little sheltered bubble for so long, in a world that didn't give him the time of day, for a harsh beginning that kept Marc safe too. His smile softens but is as genuine as ever, and he holds Hawke a little tighter to him.
"I try my best," he says quietly. "Thank you, love."
"That day works for me." Hawke isn't picky about the when in the past. The now is what matters most to him. Still, a year is a long time especially in this place where people vanish. He should do something a little special to mark the occasion.
He nods. "I like that. We can go out somewhere. Maybe a place we haven't really explored together before?"
There's a whole new island being built by a turtle or something, isn't there? Hawke has been so busy restoring his farm he hasn't paid much attention.
He leans down and kisses the top of Steven's head. "You're always welcome, Steven."
"Hard to find since we've been here so long," he says with a soft chuckle, choosing not to linger on that particular detail, but- "We'll find something, I'm sure. Even if we don't, I enjoy your company regardless. We don't have to do anything too fancy. Even visiting the familiar places we like would be nice."
Once finished eating though, Steven puts his dish into the sink for now and then turns his attention back to Hawke, hugging him around the middle. "I think I'm ready for that nap now, what about you?"
"Any place with you is an adventure." Steven's right. Where they go doesn't really matter. They'll have a great time together. Hawke's just... worried. He's not always good at the romantic stuff.
He shoves the rest of his sandwich in his mouth and then puts the plate in the sink next to Steven's. "I'll shower while you fix up the bed?"
Hawke putters for a moment to put away what few sandwich things remain out of the cold box and some things back in the pantry. He sneaks a kiss as he passes Steven on his way to get a shower.
It is going to feel good even though he sort of enjoys smelling of sex and Steven.
This all feels so very... domestic and easy, simple in a way it should always feel, and Steven suddenly feels all up in his emotions about it as he watches Hawke disappear from the kitchen. He never really thought he'd have this kind of romance in his life, a relationship he can call his own, someone who cares about him and sees him for him.
It's a lot to be thinking about standing alone in the kitchen, so he shakes himself out of it and returns to the bedroom to at least swap out the top sheet they made a mess of. He drops it and his towel at the laundry machines and dives onto clean sheets instead while he waits for Hawke, curled up on Hawke's side of the bed with his face in his boyfriend's pillow.
The shower feels amazing. While Hawke has enjoyed smelling like sex and Steven the hot water washing away the slight grime on him is really, really nice. And having simple normal soap and shampoo! No beer smell after! Oh, it's good to be home.
In deference to the clear sheets Hawke actually takes the time to dry himself off. He does so right next to the bed, though so Steven can watch. And that he can also jump right into bed as soon as he dry enough.
Hawke smiles fondly down at Steven as he rubs at his hair. "Stealing my side of the bed? Where am I supposed to sleep?"
But he looks so soft and cute Hawke wouldn't dare make him move.
He's still hugging the pillow when Hawke joins him in the room, though Steven turns enough to smile tiredly at him while his boyfriend towels off his hair.
"You'll just have to be creative, I suppose. Or steal it back from me," he teases with a little waggle of an eyebrow, chuckling under his breath. "I'm sure I'd be very easily manhandled at the moment."
He's tired, but happily so, and ready to cuddle away the exhaustion until they find the energy to start all over again.
"You're the cutest fucking thing I've ever laid eyes on." Hawke chuckles under his breath. He tosses the towel to some random corner of the room before he stretches.
Hawke's answer to this problem is utterly simple in the way Hawke is a simple man. He lifts the blankets, climbs on top of Steven and flops on him like a very warm, heavy mage blanket.
Not too hard, mind you. He doesn't want to crush his boyfriend but it's funny to him to just take his spot back by sleeping on Steven. Brilliant plan really.
"Oof!" He lets out an exaggerated breath when Hawke chooses the path of silliness, his weight pressing Steven further into the mattress, though it also incites laughter out of him. He manages to bend one arm back and pat Hawke's head, the only thing he can easily reach from here. "You're definitely warmer than the blankets, I'll give you that much."
Another chuckle and he turns his head to one side as fingers play with Hawke's damp hair, his hips playfully pressing upward. "If I suffocate in my sleep, it was lovely getting to know you this past year."
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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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Steven leans in closer to tug gently on Hawke's arm and bring him in for a soft kiss on the lips. "Thank you, love. I really do want to just... be close to you. This is the closest I've ever been with anyone."
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"I'm honored to be that person." He returns the kiss and then presses another one to Steven's forehead. "I'm sure I've said it before but you're the first person I've let this close since Anders."
Being on the run didn't give him many chances for romance but he knows it's more than that. He wasn't ready. Not until Steven with his quick mind and dazzling smile. And so gentle too.
"You are terribly special, I hope you know that."
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"You may have mentioned it a time or two," he teases softly, only because Anders does come up often when they're being close, but he understands why. Steven isn't one to get annoyed with Hawke for still healing from his toxic ex.
He offers Hawke a sweet smile. "Am I, now? If it wasn't me, I'm certain you'd have charmed your way into another's heart but I'm glad it was me first."
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"Maybe," he says with a small shrug as he settles an arm around Steven. "But they would've had to work hard to make the same sort of impression you did."
Hawke can't even put it exactly into words now they've known each other for so long but there was something about that first conversation. A little more than good looks to catch his attention.
"And now I don't see anyone else, only you." He smiles softly. "Glowing as bright as those pretty pink eyes of yours."
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Mentioning his eyes makes Steven's ears a light pink too and he groans, chuckling. "Are they really? Again?" He has no idea they've been pink pretty much all day. "As long as you find them pretty, love. Sometimes I forget they change colors since I can't see them."
And they have been very vibrant and very much in love all day.
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Fuck.
"Your kindness," he answers while internally panicking about some sort of gift for Steven to celebrate being together a year. "You are incredibly kind in a world that is not. That's special, Steven."
Hawke's fought tooth and nail to stay as optimistic as he is. Somehow it seems natural as breathing to Steven.
Hawke's wings haven't stopped being flecked with gold all day either. They're giving away just as much as Steven's eyes. "It's a good color for you."
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Time really does fly.
The words about his kindness hit close to home though and Steven appreciates them more than Hawke probably realizes. Steven had no choice but to be kind in his little sheltered bubble for so long, in a world that didn't give him the time of day, for a harsh beginning that kept Marc safe too. His smile softens but is as genuine as ever, and he holds Hawke a little tighter to him.
"I try my best," he says quietly. "Thank you, love."
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He nods. "I like that. We can go out somewhere. Maybe a place we haven't really explored together before?"
There's a whole new island being built by a turtle or something, isn't there? Hawke has been so busy restoring his farm he hasn't paid much attention.
He leans down and kisses the top of Steven's head. "You're always welcome, Steven."
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Once finished eating though, Steven puts his dish into the sink for now and then turns his attention back to Hawke, hugging him around the middle. "I think I'm ready for that nap now, what about you?"
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He shoves the rest of his sandwich in his mouth and then puts the plate in the sink next to Steven's. "I'll shower while you fix up the bed?"
Hawke putters for a moment to put away what few sandwich things remain out of the cold box and some things back in the pantry. He sneaks a kiss as he passes Steven on his way to get a shower.
It is going to feel good even though he sort of enjoys smelling of sex and Steven.
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It's a lot to be thinking about standing alone in the kitchen, so he shakes himself out of it and returns to the bedroom to at least swap out the top sheet they made a mess of. He drops it and his towel at the laundry machines and dives onto clean sheets instead while he waits for Hawke, curled up on Hawke's side of the bed with his face in his boyfriend's pillow.
He's happy and satisfied, sue him.
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In deference to the clear sheets Hawke actually takes the time to dry himself off. He does so right next to the bed, though so Steven can watch. And that he can also jump right into bed as soon as he dry enough.
Hawke smiles fondly down at Steven as he rubs at his hair. "Stealing my side of the bed? Where am I supposed to sleep?"
But he looks so soft and cute Hawke wouldn't dare make him move.
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"You'll just have to be creative, I suppose. Or steal it back from me," he teases with a little waggle of an eyebrow, chuckling under his breath. "I'm sure I'd be very easily manhandled at the moment."
He's tired, but happily so, and ready to cuddle away the exhaustion until they find the energy to start all over again.
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Hawke's answer to this problem is utterly simple in the way Hawke is a simple man. He lifts the blankets, climbs on top of Steven and flops on him like a very warm, heavy mage blanket.
Not too hard, mind you. He doesn't want to crush his boyfriend but it's funny to him to just take his spot back by sleeping on Steven. Brilliant plan really.
"Ah, there was go. All comfortable," he teases.
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Another chuckle and he turns his head to one side as fingers play with Hawke's damp hair, his hips playfully pressing upward. "If I suffocate in my sleep, it was lovely getting to know you this past year."
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