#skasha

I imagine a first kiss from Justice would be hurried and a little messy due to inexperience. But eventually Justice and Anders work together to make their smooches the best experience ever 8′)

I didn't know there was a dragon? I've been missing that quest too apparently

(2)Anders grumbled at the implied nudge, but couldn't really argue the point seeing how he really did forget to eat if people didn't remind him. He spent the day going over his latest manifesto draft, and occasionally stopping to smile at the little tokens of affection and gratitude he and Hawke had received from various mages they freed from the circle over the years. Mostly from children. Little things, like a smooth rock or a picture drawn with a shaky hand showing a clear sky and no walls.

(3)Things had calmed down since the hole in the sky had been mended. Supposedly the new Divine was serious when she disbanded the circles. Justice had been ecstatic for weeks when he heard, and Anders was cautiously optimistic about it. They had spent years working to destroy other circles and free the mages held there, the idea of it finally being over felt like a fantasy.

(4)“Perhaps. But it is a good fantasy at the very least.” Justice said happily from the back of his mind. Anders nodded to his lover and felt the spirit begin to twine through his limbs trying to coax him into a better mood. “Just actions usually prevails in the end, and all of us have worked hard for this. We deserve to find peace. And Marian has thought of a lovely way to celebrate this peace.”

(5)Anders tried to get Justice to tell him what that meant *exactly* but the spirit just sent him the the mental equivalent of a smug smile and refused to say. Stubborn spirit.

(6)The week went past fairly uneventfully. Days spent writing interspersed with bouts of anxiety wondering if Marian was alright -where ever she was- and Justice helping Anders focus again or reminding him when he missed a meal. And snow. So much snow. Winter in Fereldan was terrible when you were missing your wife. Anders woke up one morning to the sound of a loud thump.

(7) Another blizzard had hit the night before, because of course it did, but this didn’t sound like a branch scraping against the hut. There was another “whump” and then the door started to creak open. Years of the three of them being on the run and fighting templars had Anders and Justice on their feet in an instant, blue spirit fire flashing.

(8)”Well aren’t you two a sight for sore eyes.” Marian stood in the doorway disheveled with a sparkling grin on her face and hip deep in snow.

(9)Anders and Justice rushed forward with a laugh and tried to bring her in for a hug when her cloak squeaked. Justice pushed forward flashing a smile (literally) “I see you were successful in your endeavors.” Anders pushed back forward and looked at Marian curiously, “Love?”

(10)With a soft smile Marian pulled an old orange tabby out of her cloak. The cat took one look at Anders, leapt into his arms and started purring up a storm determined to rub his head all over Anders face. “Pounce!”

AHHH!! I love all of these so much. He is the most freckled mer from sitting out on rocks or Sandy beaches…and oh boy of course he’s able to twist around, almost snakelike…but also he curls around them so best cuddles.

O_O I did not know that and now feel even more creeped out by him