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Can't Let You Go	By : Ellynndaria Category: +A through F > Dragon Age (all) > Dragon Age (all) Views: 7632 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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            The night before Halloween, Douglas woke up with a start, sitting straight up in the bed. Anders rolled over, groggily asking “What is it, love?” The blonde spent every Friday and Saturday night in Douglas’ bed since they got back.
            “Shhh.” He had his nightmare again. The last time he had it the night ended with him coming home from the police station bruised and bloody after being found standing over Lilley’s dead body. He cleared his mind and concentrated.
            “Douglas, your nose is bleeding,” Anders’ voice was startled.
            “Be quiet,” he hissed mindlessly, wiping the blood away with the back of his hand, still waiting for his instincts to kick in, and Douglas grew tense as nothing came to him. “I’ll be right back,” picking up his pajamas from the floor where they were tossed when they had made love earlier, throwing them on while bolting from the room.
            He ran to the opposite end of the hall, hand poised to pound on the door, when he heard voices. Douglas sighed in relief, letting his hand fall back to his side.   The voices weren’t arguing, and he quietly walked back to his room, wondering what had spurred the dream this time. He used to have it all the time for no reason, maybe this was one of those times. He reentered his room where Anders was now out of bed also putting on his pajamas, “Sorry, I thought I heard something.”
            Douglas went into the bathroom to wash the blood from his face and hand, glancing at the clock in the bathroom. It was barely past midnight and the Hanged Man’s Halloween party was that night. He sighed in hopes he would be able to get back to sleep; tonight was going to be a long one. He waited to make sure the bleeding had stopped before switching off the light and heading back to bed.
            Anders had already gotten back under the covers again, his back to Douglas’ side. Douglas climbed up behind him, wrapping his arm around Anders’ waist and kissing his cheek, “I’m sorry I snapped at you.”
            “It was bound to happen again one day,” Anders shrugged.
            “Don’t believe we can stay blissfully happy forever?”
            “Who can?”
            Douglas pulled Anders over on his back and leaned over him, smiling and saying, “We can.”
            Anders smiled back, “You know, I’m not surprised; I actually believe you. You could tell people the sky was green, and they would all believe it.”
            “Isn’t it though?” Douglas was smirking now, but grew serious, “You don’t think I’m feeding you some sort of line do you?”
            Anders studied him a moment, “No. I think you could, but I don’t think you are.”
            Douglas frowned at his answer, “Do you think I have before?”
            “I’m not sure, all you have to do is wink and smile and I’m falling all over myself and I’m not the only one.”
            Douglas’ frown deepened, and he rolled over on his back, staring at the ceiling with one arm behind his head. “Well, that’s good to know, I guess.”
            “I doubt you are surprised to find out I think you could charm the pants off a priest, and not just the bad ones either.”
            “No, but I am surprised to learn my boyfriend thinks I would use said charm on him to get him to believe whatever I want.”
            “I didn’t say would; I said could.” Anders rolled over, pressing himself into his lover’s side. Douglas started idly running his fingers across the blonde’s arm, still staring at the ceiling. Anders added, “There is a difference.”
            “Not really enough of one.”
            They were silent for a couple minutes before Anders threw his leg over Douglas’ hips and sat up. “Let me ask you something then: would you ever use your charm to get me to believe whatever you want?”
            Douglas looked him straight in the eye, serious as a Fellon, “Never.”
            After studying him a moment, Anders replied, “I believe you.”
            Douglas was about to point out this didn’t exactly prove anything, how did Anders know he wasn’t being charmed right now when the blonde quickly moved south, taking Douglas’ pajama bottoms with him. If he had a thought of objecting to such behavior during the middle of a serious discussion, it quickly fluttered into the ether when a wet mouth lowered over him and only a gasp escaped instead. A hand reached up, pushing his shirt up, and Douglas took the hint, pulling it off and throwing it back to the floor where it belonged when this man was in his bed.
            The hand ran across the muscles of his abdomen, the mouth still moving along him up and down. Anders continued working at him until he was throbbing and groaning before another set of clothes joined the first. Anders placed a couple of fingers against Douglas’ lips and he took them in his mouth, slicking them with his tongue. They were removed, and Anders lightly prepared himself as Douglas made use of a condom. Lowering himself on to Douglas, Anders cried out as he let his lover fill him slowly.
            Douglas groaned, keeping his hands on Anders’ thighs, waiting for his man to be ready and as the hips started rising away again, Douglas moved his hands to the small waist. Once Anders had retreated slowly, he came back down quickly, both men gasping at the sensation. The action was repeated over and over, blue eyes watching the shaft disappear inside and amber eyes watching the desire building in the others. Douglas sat up so Anders could use his shoulders for leverage, his hands still helping with the lifting. Douglas hungrily kissed the perfect pink lips, both moaning and gasping for breath. Douglas groaned, “You feel so good, love.”
            The blond head threw back and Douglas attacked the delicious skin of the exposed neck with relish, his teeth pinning it in place. Their thrusting pressed his teeth into the gorgeous neck, Anders screaming out in pleasure. One side of hips was released and the hand wrapped around the thick shaft between the two men, pumping roughly along with the rapid pace Anders had now set. Hot seed squirted across Douglas’ chest as Anders trembled and gave another sharp cry during his release. The hand was returned to the hips, thrusting a couple more times before shoving deep inside and Douglas loudly groaned his own climax. The men clung to each other, panting heavily, Douglas gasping out, “Love… you are amazing….”
            Anders smirked, “I know.”
            Douglas chuckled and kissed him, “As long as we are on the same page then.” Anders moved off him after another long kiss. Douglas went to get a washrag and cleaned them both up before returning the dirty rag back to the bathroom. He crawled up back next to Anders, he on his side, the blonde on his back, their heads titled together, a long leg and arm draped across Anders. Douglas started drifting back to sleep, “I love you, Anders.” His answer was a soft dreamy sigh as Anders had already fallen back to sleep, and Douglas smiled before joining him.
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