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[archer_in_green]

Magical Elven picnic in the park.

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[whitechapelred]

I come bearing gifts. [Jack wonders over, placing a tray of honey and ginger cakes at Hawke's feet]

[archer_in_green]

Connor laughs softly as the tray is swarmed by pixies who just as quickly flitter away, returning with a fresh pitcher of wine. "It seems you've won their favor." He plucks one of the cakes off the tray to try. "They're very picky about food, even though they don't eat. It takes something special for them to allow it at one of their parties."

Sorry, it's been one of those weeks

[whitechapelred]

Clearly grandfather's recipes are enough to impress even the pickest. [Jack smiles, accepting a glass of wine from the pixies and watching as Hawke tries the little cake.] I hope you enjoy them too?

I'm not going anywhere, don't worry about it

[archer_in_green]

"I think I would have liked them even if the pixies hadn't." He licks his sticky fingers. "Of course if they hadn't liked them you'd be wearing them. I might have liked them more."

Thanks love.

[whitechapelred]

[Jack watches Hawke lick his fingers with open desire, licking his lips.] What a terrible mess that would be. I'm afraid I'd have to wash by the beautiful waterfall of yours again.

[archer_in_green]

"You would. As your host I'd have to offer to assist you. Honey is so terribly difficult to wash off." Connor grins, delighting in their teasing.

[whitechapelred]

[Jack chuckles, leaning back on the silk cushions to stroke back Hawke's golden hair. There's a smudge of honey on the corner of the elf's lips and Jack leans in to lick it away, playfully.]

[archer_in_green]

Connor laughs and nips at Jack's lip. "It seems I'm the one who requires assistance this time." He plucks a small cake off one of the trays and feeds it to Jack, trailing his fingers over Jack's lips.

[whitechapelred]

Happy to help. [Jack accepts the cake, licking and sucking on the tips of Hawke's fingers.]

[archer_in_green]

Connor grins and kisses Jack again. "Perhaps you'd care to help me escape this party?"

[whitechapelred]

[Jack gives a soft laugh as he returns the kiss with playful passion.] The mere human stealing the beautiful elf away from his friends and family? Hmm, I like the sound of that. [He takes Hawke's hand and pulls him to his feet.] Run with me?

[archer_in_green]

"Yes, let's run."

[whitechapelred]

[Jack laughs and takes off, running through the trees and vaulting over benches and dancing along the edges of fountains. He loves running, it's his greatest freedom and it feels wonderful to be running in company again.]

[archer_in_green]

Connor grins, keeping up with Jack easily. Such a simple joy, and Jack's delight in it is infectious.

[whitechapelred]

[Jack laughs and grabs a low branch and swings himself up into the tree. He isn't the best climber in the park as he is on rooftops but the principles are the same and he manages to make it across a couple of trees before dropping back down to the ground, leaves in his hair.]

[archer_in_green]

The leaves in Jack's hair are enough that Connor tackles him to the ground. He kisses him playfully before plucking one of the leaves from his hair. It turns gold in his fingers and he strokes it over Jacks cheek. "You would make a lovely elf, a free and wild thing."