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[undwarfy]

Come here for musebox stuff, PSLs, or post-captcha meme continuation. Put the verse or PSL or whatever in the subject line plz.

Hit this up if you know me and have an idea. Hit me up if you don't know me, we've never interacted IC or OOC, and you have an idea. Hit this up for any and all reasons. I welcome everything.

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[questionablewit]

Yanking and biting earn favorable noises; Hawke clearly doesn't mind having things get a bit rough, which should be no surprise to anyone who's ever met her, ever. Though the contrast between the hard kisses and the gentle, teasing fingers lower down was impressive. "You really don't do this like someone who's years out of practice," she manages, shivering.

[undwarfy]

"It's hard to forget," he murmurs against her skin. "Undo that tie. Now."

Once she pulls the tie keeping her tunic closed, the thing falls open, leaving Varric free to bite and nip down her chest until his lips closed around her nipple, tongue swirling around the sensitive nub and teeth grazing.

Farther down, his fingers teased at her smalls, dragging lightly over her slit through the thin fabric. One thumb hooked into the hem, so that the knuckle pressed against her lips. Before long, he had them pushed out of the way, fingers teasing at dark curls.

[questionablewit]

"Yes, messere," she murmured back, with mock timidity. "Whatever you say." Quiet and obedient, that's Hawke, and also she has a bridge to sell you in Antiva.