Little flower lost in the woods

[archer_in_green]

{ From Here}

"Don't be sorry." Connor cups Tamas' cheek. "You are always free to come and go as you please. What I desire, means nothing if you do not desire the same thing."

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[god_in_green]

[Tamas licks his lips and leans in, feeling the warmth of Hawke's breath on his skin.] Tell me what you desire? Please? [he leans closer, timid but flushed with need.]

[archer_in_green]

"Your smile, your pleasure. I wish to join with you, to let us both feel the warmth of spring." He strokes his knuckles over Tamas cheek, drawing him closer. "I would learn what makes you sigh with pleasure, and cry with delight. I would celebrate our kinship in the meeting of our flesh."

[god_in_green]

[Tamas turns to kiss Hawke's knuckles, his heart pounding.] I...I want that too. I... [He breaks off, leaning in to brush a timid kiss against Hawke's lips] Please?

[archer_in_green]

He deepens the kiss slowly, kissing until they're both breathless. "Beautiful flower." Connor sighs and tugs Tamas towards the bed.