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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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                Douglas had heard all he needed to and took a step away from the wall. Grabbing Anders' arm, Douglas pulled the blonde back to his chest. Cradling the back of the blond head in his hand with other arm wrapped tightly around the waist, he whispered, "Don't go," before kissing him passionately.
                They kissed for several minutes before Anders broke away, saying, "I'll stay if you promise to stop running from me."
                "I promise. I love you, Anders."
                "I love you, too," and with a light tug from Anders, the towel dropped to the floor. Douglas looked at him a bit wide eyed, but Anders just smiled and pecked him on the lips. A finger ran up and down the shaft lightly before once again, taking a light hold and pumping very slowly. Douglas couldn't suppress the groan that escaped him nor did he want to, finally able to express exactly how this man affected him.
                After eleven years, suddenly there were way too many clothes involved in this embrace, Douglas' hands shaking from excitement and terror lowered to pull off the long sleeved green shirt Anders was wearing. His thoughts nagged him,' you do this and he'll leave you, they always do', but his rational side knew if he didn't he would eventually get left anyway and he wanted to, so badly he wanted to. He slid his hands underneath the bottom hem, hooking his thumbs on the outside and started dragging the shirt up, slowly revealing the muscled chest he had fantasized about since the first night he touched it. Anders released him so the shirt could join the discarded towel and Douglas pulled out the rubber band in his hair while he was at it, the still semi-damp blond hair falling free. He pulled the bare chest against his, hands sliding against bare backs and lips pressed together in a slow kiss that quickly turned more hungry at the realization they were actually doing this.
                Douglas gathered his courage further still and moved a hand lower, brushing the other man's erection through his jeans, but was stopped when he went to release the confined member. Anders shook his head, whispering, "Not yet."
                Douglas looked at him confused, but Anders smiled back reassuringly and led him to the bed, indicating he wanted Douglas to sit down on it. He did as he was directed and Anders knelt in front of him, taking the shaft in front of him in hand and lowering his lips over the tip, running his tongue in a circle around it. Douglas moaned as the mouth continued to move across him, slicking the hand below it and moving in tandem until he was no longer in control of his breathing or the noises escaping him. Release rapidly approached, embarrassingly quick, "Anders, stop."
                He didn't want to be done, the blonde still had clothes on for pity's sake, and he wrapped his hand in blond hair trying to get the head to cease its movement, but was ignored. "I'm gonna..." but it was too late and he cried out as he came overwhelmingly, Anders having moved away at the last moment. Wave after wave over took him, and the arm used to prop himself up gave out as he light-headedly fell backward to the bed, trying to catch his breath.
                Seconds felt like forever, but it was finally over and he glanced down at Anders who was looking back at him with a smile. Douglas frowned back disappointedly, patting the bed beside him. Anders got up, grabbing the towel from the floor and cleaning the two of them up. He crawled up on the bed and lay down, but Douglas grabbed him pulling the blonde on top of him, still clearly feeling Anders straining against him. "Why didn't you stop?"
                "After your confession, I think we both knew it wouldn't take much the first time; better that than more frustration. Now, we'll just wait until you are ready again."
                Douglas frowned, "You have waited long enough."
                "It's alright," Anders smiled.
                "No, now."
                Anders raised an eyebrow, "You aren't ready yet."
                Douglas ran his hand across Anders' erection, "You are."
                Anders looked at him, Douglas arching a brow back and realization dawned in the amber eyes, "Wait... you want me... to you?"
                "You don't want to?" Anders looked a bit conflicted and Douglas asked, "Or do you not like doing that?"
                Anders looked down to the navy bedspread. "I don't know, no one ever let me."
                "Let you?"
                Shoulders shrugged slightly, "I asked, but was ignored. I guess I'm just use to being 'the girl' when I'm in a relationship with a man."
                Douglas lifted his chin, "If I wanted to be with a girl, I would be with one. I want a man, and I hope that is what you want, too." Anders looked at him a few moments before smiling and nodding, "So, what does my man want to do?" Douglas rubbed the denim again, "Finally claim what is his or continue to wait?"
                Anders leaned in, kissing Douglas intensely for several minutes, then broke away and crawled back off the bed, standing up and pulling a bottle from his pocket. He tossed it on the bed before reaching out for Douglas' hand who took it but couldn't help but look at what was tossed beside him and he had to laugh, "Prepared were you?" a bottle of lubricant and condoms laying next to him.
                "I was hoping I would catch you one day and I definitely didn't want you to have another excuse to get away."
                Douglas stood up next to him, brushing his lips against Anders' jaw and whispering in his ear, "Well, you caught me, so now what?"
                Wordlessly the blond head tilted to the side, presenting a beautiful neck to eager lips. Douglas hummed his delight at the bared flesh, tracing his tongue lightly with small flourishes from collarbone to jaw, before delving in with teeth, Anders' fingers pressing into his back and moaning. Douglas' arms held him firmly against his chest as teeth bit down almost roughly, sending his man gasping for breath and throwing his head back for more.
                Reaching between them, the pants were finally banished unhindered to the floor, followed quickly by boxer briefs. Douglas desperately fought the urge to stop what he was doing and look, continuing to work on the neck just how Anders liked it. Fingers slowly dragged up his back followed by slight pressure to his shoulders directing him, and Douglas nipped and licked his way down Anders' body as he slowly went to his knees.
                Nervously Douglas licked his lips, this was new for them, he knew what to do at Anders' neck but now he was somewhat afraid to mess this up. He tried to control the slight trembling in his hand as he reached out to touch the naked shaft for the first time, wrapping his hand lightly against it. A hand covered his, applying more pressure, wrapping Douglas' hand a bit tighter around, then moving to his chin and tilting it up. Amber eyes full of understanding looked down at him with a smile and Douglas smiled back.
                When lips parted and slid over the waiting shaft, the eyes closed, and the faint sigh that escaped Anders' lips was the sweetest thing Douglas had ever heard. He took in as much of the thick member as he could, running his tongue along and around before retreating, sliding his hand up with his mouth and repeating, caressing more sighs from the sweet lips. Sighs turned to moans as the movements increased in speed, Douglas unable to look away from Anders' face, the amber eyes opening occasionally glazed with desire. Several minutes had passed when a hand reached down touching his cheek, "Stop, love."
                Douglas' heart slammed in his chest at the pet name and withdrew looking at the floor; that was what his father had called his mother. He swallowed down the painful memory and took this opportunity to look over the man standing in front of him, starting at the waist in front of him before moving down and that's when Douglas noticed Anders' right leg was covered in scars. Douglas' parents were instantly forgotten as he studied the leg, it looked like it had been ripped up or... mauled... Douglas instantly remembered Anders' reaction to his dog and he looked over the rest of his body, noticing more bite scars with another angry scar on his right forearm. This had to be why Anders always wore pants and long sleeves. Douglas looked up to the amber eyes obviously now reliving their own painful memories and Douglas hopped to his feet, pulling Anders to him and crushing his lips against the blonde's trying to banish the thoughts. It took a few seconds, but Anders started responding and Douglas kissed him breathless running his hands across the gorgeous pale skin.
              Grabbing a hand, he walked Anders back to the bed, he pulled the blonde up with him and fumbled for the bottle Anders provided, handing it to him with a smile. Anders studied his face, trying to make sure he was serious about allowing him to do this and Douglas just continued to smile at him, easing both their nerves. Sweet lips brushed across his before moving on to cover his body in light kisses. Legs were put in a bent up position, and there was a popping sound as the lid opened on the lubricant, a hand ran soothingly up and down his thigh. Fingers lightly rubbed at his entrance, before one started to ease its way in. It stung slightly, but the well lubed finger moved slowly until he adjusted to it and the second finger was added. That stung a lot more with Douglas visibly wincing. Anders cooed at him, "Relax. I won't be able to do this if I think I am hurting you."
                Douglas nodded, and took a deep breath, trying to do just that. The pain eventually subsided, Anders taking very special care to prepare him properly. The fingers were removed, and Douglas watched as Anders prepared himself very liberally, every speck of him glistening. Douglas' heart was pounding and Anders looked a bit nervous himself. Douglas chuckled, "Look at us, acting like a couple of teenage virgins," and reached a hand out to his partner.
                Anders smiled and accepted the offered hand, positioning himself between Douglas' legs and leaning in for a loving kiss. Douglas took a couple of relaxing breaths and nodded at Anders slightly, and the blonde started pressing forward unhurriedly. Douglas fought the urge to retreat, Anders had tried to ready him, and he clutched the bed instead. Light nips and nibbles to his neck and collarbone distracted him, and once Anders had worked himself in fully he stopped, looking into Douglas' eyes. "I love you," and not expecting an answer kissed him deeply.
                Douglas' body adjusted to a mild sting, and he wrapped his arms around the man on top of him, and Anders moved very slowly, making love to his man. They moved together for a long time, sighing and gasping in pleasure and Douglas realized this was the first time he had ever made love to anyone. Fear crept in, wondering if he was just imagining this connection between the two of them, it wouldn't be the first time he imagined someone else's feelings.
                Douglas' expression must have changed, because Anders paused and asked, "What's wrong?" The answer a vigorous head shake and a smile. Amber eyes studied him a minute, before a hand clasped his and brought it to Anders' heart, a smile played across the sweet lips, "Don't worry, I feel it, too."
                Tears swam in Douglas' eyes, and he laughed at himself. He had learned a long time ago how to turn them off and use them to his advantage but with Anders he couldn't control them or any of his emotions for that matter. This one man undid everything Douglas had spent a lifetime mastering, saw the true him and loved him anyway. He pulled Anders into another kiss and they resumed their gentle movements.
                Anders pulled back looking at him and pressing himself up he pushed Douglas' knees forward toward his chest, rolling his hips up. Concentration furrowed the blonde's features as he continued sliding in and out and readjusting himself. When Douglas let out a sharp gasp with his head and eyes rolling back, the look changed to triumph. Anders continued slowly at first, listening and watching his lover gasp and sigh beneath him before gradually increasing the speed of his thrusting, the noises turning to moans. Anders started moaning back as Douglas' muscles gripped around him. As he got close he reached out for the now ready again Douglas, pumping him in time with his moments. They watched each other, Douglas climaxing first followed quickly by Anders, throwing himself forward deeply.
                Anders collapsed next to Douglas with a large smile. Looking at each other and trying to catch their breath, Anders finally said, "Well, I hope it was worth the wait."
                "No, it was terrible," Douglas said smiling widely at him, joking at his lover and pulling him close, "We definitely need a lot more practice," and gave him a kiss.
                They cuddled and kissed for a long time until there was a knock on the door, "Sir?" It was Bodahn.
                "Yes?"
                "I was just wondering if you wanted me to have the car pulled around. I hadn't seen you this morning and it is almost time for church."
                Douglas looked at the clock and made a whoops face at Anders who tried not to laugh. "Uhh, no. Something came up, and I am going to be busy all day." He smiled cheekily at Anders.
                "Alright, Sir."
                They listened to the footsteps walk away before Anders said, "That was awful, I very nearly booed."
                "I'm sorry my joke disappointed. I suppose I'll just have to find another way to please you."
                Anders smirked, "How do you intend to do that?"
                Douglas rubbed himself against Anders' leg, showing he was ready again, "By making good on the joke." He gave Anders another kiss.
                After soft kisses once again became heavy petting, Anders pushed himself up on his hands and knees. Douglas found the bottle and another condom, moving behind him. He prepared his lover and himself and with a gentle hold on Anders' hips he eased himself in with a groan and the blonde moaning. Douglas was very suddenly glad he had forgotten what this felt like, if it had ever felt this good, he would have never been able to hold out for as long as he had and probably would have ended up with someone else. This man was worth waiting for. Lightly running a hand across the pale back, he slid in and out. When hips started thrusting back to meet his, he let out a gasp, very happy this was his third go for the day, because looking down and watching himself entering Anders, and the faces the blonde was making as he did it, were fanning the flames quickly.
                "Faster," Anders gently commanded, and Douglas groaned in pleasure as his hands more firmly gripped hips and complied with his lover. The firm backside was still pressing back in rhythm with the pace Douglas set, back arching into his hips. Anders wiggled around until he let out a gasp, muscles gripping around Douglas who answered with a loud groan. Several gasps and groans later another command was issued over a milky shoulder through a gasp, "Faster, Douglas."
                The order was once again obeyed, both moaning in pure enjoyment of the feel of their lover. Douglas could barely breathe, he was getting close again the tight heat around him felt so good. "Now. Do it now," Anders cried out.
                Douglas let go of one side of Anders' hips, reaching around and moving his hand across his man's shaft. Anders screamed out his orgasm, calling out Douglas' name and Douglas followed him with a loud groan. The blonde's arms gave out from under him and he fell forward but neither moved any further, both sweaty and trying to catch their breath.
                Shortly after there was a pounding on the door, Isabela laughed out from the other side, "Was that what I think it was?"
                Douglas groaned, still somewhat out of breath, "Go away, Isabela."
                She laughed as she left them alone again. Douglas removed himself and they collapsed next to each other. They intertwined within each other limbs, Anders' cheek against his chest, Douglas' chin resting on the top of his head and they fell back asleep in exhaustion.
                After they woke up they made love again before taking a shower and going to the kitchen for something to eat. Douglas coaxed him back upstairs for one more go at each other before taking Anders home since he had to get up early enough without a drive into town being added to it. Douglas reluctantly left the smiling man there, going back home to an empty bed where the smell of Anders still clung to his sheets. He fell asleep, smiling to himself and thinking of his boyfriend.
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