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#male Hawke/Fenris
spicywarl0ck · 2 months
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Hey ❤️
For DADWC, Hawke/Fenris, thigh kisses?
Happy Friday! Thank you for this prompt, I know it took me a while to answer, but I needed to get into the right mindset for it. @dadrunkwriting Pairing: mHawke/Fenris Rated: E Length: 1562 Hawke grunted as he got pulled over the doorstep of his own home.
The Amell Estate was quiet and dark, only the faint glowing light of leftover embers in the fires illuminating the entrance hall. But no matter their effort, he could hardly make out the shapes of the furniture.
Not that he would’ve been able to make them out anyway in his current state. 
“You know, I would appreciate it if I wouldn’t need to drag your drunk ass back home every time we hang out with Varric and Isabela.” Fenris scoffed, his arms tensing as he dragged the oaf who was his husband towards the stairs.
He was used to it now, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t annoyed.
“Sorry, I guess.” Hawke harrumphed, hissing in pain when his knee scrapped against the wooden stairs. “I can walk alone,” he added, trying to free himself of Fenris’s iron grip. But the elf had none of it.
“There’s no way I will allow you to do that. The last time you did, you fell down the stairs. Face first, no less.” 
“Don’t remember that.” The mage muttered under his breath, barely concealing a faint hiccup as he fought against his restraints still.
“I do, and I won’t allow it.” Fenris answered, his brows furrowed and his muscles strained as he pulled the bigger man up the stairs as best as he could. It was challenging, especially given Hawke’s travelling arms and fingers, but he eventually managed the stupid mage up.
“Aww, I love you too.” Hawke leaned in to place a kiss on Fenris's lips, but he was a bit off with his aim and only got to brush his lips against the elf’s cheek instead. 
“You’re drunk.” Fenris chuckled just as he placed the man on the bed, not foreseeing the strength of Hawke as he pulled him down. His body crashed into the other man, his hand stretching over the muscled chest to catch himself.  Their noses were inches from touching, his breaths softly ghosting over Hawke’s face. 
“I’m not that drunk.” Hawke protested with a chuckle, his hand stretching out to brush a strand of stray hair away. “See, I can still count the dots on your forehead,” he added softly, his amber eyes so warm as they gazed at the elf, filled with love and adoration.
“How many are there?” Fenris gave in to the man’s shenanigans with a half smile, not making any effort to move.
“Three.” The mage was confident with his answer, his hand softly brushing against Fenris’s dark-skinned cheek. “And two beautiful green eyes looking at me,” he added with a cheeky grin. 
“You know from memory.” Fenris shook his head in disbelief. 
“Alright, then I should prove it to you,” Hawke grunted as his arms clutched onto the leaner frame of the other man. He turned them around, his larger body towering over the elf’s, but his love filled with nothing but love as he gazed down.
By the maker, he was the most beautiful man he’d ever seen.
“I’m very capable of finding your lips,” he added just before they came crashing down, worshipping Fenris's lips as if they were the most holy thing. He relished how Fenris shifted underneath him, his hand searching to gain a hold on Hawke’s dark locks as they kissed. 
They gently stretched over his scalp, his fingers curling into the black hair as he sighed against the lips softly.
Hawke would always be the only one to witness the elf’s softer side, which filled him with more pride than anything else. He enjoyed nothing more than to kiss the man who captured his heart for such a long time.
“I love you,” he whispered against Fenris’s lips. “There is no one I could ever love more.”
“What’s holding you back then?” the elf asked as his eyes and cheeks darkened from the intimate kiss. He pulled the man down by the air, feeling pure bliss as their lips touched again.
But this time, the kiss became hungrier than before.
Hawke was devouring Fenri’s lips with greed, their bodies touching and shifting as they ached against each other. He felt the mage’s lips prod his lips to open just before he allowed it in, hungry for more.
It had been hard to trust Hawke enough so he could lose himself in the other man completely at the start, but now, he just couldn’t help but feel whole with the man who drove him crazy in the best ways.
Fenris burned for him with every fibre of his being, his arousal sparking by nothing more but a simple kiss.
A hand wandered underneath his tunic before he became aware of it, pushing the fine leather up as it explored the twitching muscles. He had to say that the hand was very soft for someone as big as Hawke was.
His fingers drew patterns across the elf’s chest as he kissed him senselessly and as Fenris's body grew hotter and hotter.
He felt his arousal growing in his pants as he arched his back, a moan lost against the lips moving against his mercilessly. But he wasn’t the only one feeling that way as Hawke’s hips rocked back against his.
Fenris’s fingers started to grasp more firmly into Hawke’s black hair, his body arching against the mages without shame.
“Fenris…” Hawke gasped against the swollen lips, unable to contain his desire as their hips met again. One of his hands grasped the bedsheets underneath them, his amber eyes as darkened as Fenris’s green ones.
“I’m yours,” Fenris whispered, only to break out into a symphony of soft moans as Hawke took his words as an invitation to kiss him everywhere.
It started with his chest once Hawke opened the tunic to access the elf’s soft skin. He felt the rough hairs of Hawke’s beard against his skin, but he welcomed the feeling since it was accompanied by the mage’s equally rough lips.
They kissed their way down his torso as his hands grasped the sheets underneath him just to be occupied.
He was convinced Hawke took his time just to provoke him and that each kiss got placed to fuel the lust within him more. It drove him nearly insane as he felt every inch of his upper body covered by Hawke’s worshipping lips. 
Only slowly did the irritating mage move towards his pants, pausing just before the hem to look at him with a smirk.
“Oooh, someone’s excited.” Hawke teased the elf after seeing the prominent bulge in Fenris’s trousers. “Want me that badly?” he added, the effect of the many ales he had at the tavern wearing off slowly.
“Fuck you.” Fenris cursed just before he took a sharp breath.
“Actually, I was intending to fuck you.” Hawke’s fingers started to unlace the trousers slowly before he tugged them down, revealing a pair of slender but toned legs. “If that’s what you want to, that is,” he added, only getting a stubborn grunt as an answer. Or at least it started as such before it shifted into a wanton groan.
Hawke’s lips started to gently trace the warm flesh of the elf’s inner thighs.
He knew that it would drive him mad, and he was close enough to feel the traitorous twitching of Fenris’s cock within his briefs. It was tempting to wrap his lips around the prominent bulge, but he didn’t stray from his set path.
Hawke sucked softly at Fenris’s left thigh, feeling how he tensed underneath him and how he fisted the sheets, unable to contain his moans.
“Just get on with it.” Fenris hissed, his legs trembling as Hawke kissed his thighs, the mere feeling of Hawke’s lips on anything else but his pulsing cock torture. He knew he played into the mage's hands with his words, but he didn’t care.
“So impatient.” Hawke tutted playfully, his amber eyes glistening mischievously as they looked at his lover, unfaced by Fenris’s growl.
“What shall I do with you?” he added to add fuel to the fire, his lips firmly sucking on Fenris’s thigh to leave a mark behind. It wouldn’t be lasting long, but he enjoyed the feeling of the elf’s tensing muscles accompanied by the loveliest gasps.
“Hawke…” Fenris groaned with gritted teeth, his eyes almost as dark as the night before they fell shut in bliss.
Hawke’s lips wrapped around Fenris’s still-clothed cock, sucking and groaning against the warm and pulsating flesh through the fabric. To give his lover pleasure was the greatest thing for him, and there was nothing he enjoyed more but the squirming of Fenris’s body.
Nor the breathy moans of his name escaping the elf’s lips.
His hands stretched to free the strained erection of his lover, his lips not hesitating to wrap around it to suck and swallow him whole. He felt Fenris buck inside of his hot mouth, both of his hands stretching to caress over the elf’s thighs and lower abdomen while he was busy giving him the utmost pleasure.
For the moment, it didn’t matter that his own cock was hard and straining in his pants while he wanted nothing more but to give his husband the needed release.
And when it finally came, after moments of ragged breaths and husky moans, it was the sweetest taste of victory lingering on his tongue. 
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aldruiel-scribbles · 10 months
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In this link there is definitely not a folder with every Dragon Age eBook, numbered in order of reading plus the two Encyclopedias about the world. Please do not use the link, there are not free books in there.
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junie-junette · 8 months
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I wish you all a very nice weekend with a soft morning kiss between Hawke and Fenris ! I was like coming home, drawing them again so I hope you'll like the drawing !
The joy of finding an old forgotten WIP in my files haha ! Fenhawke will still have the place n°1 in my heart ! ♡
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alvivaarts · 11 days
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FENHAWKE BRAINROT LET'S GOOOO (I know Fen isn't 5'5"/5'6" in canon, but I'm an enjoyer of Short ElvesTM and the thought that Hawke, regardless of class, is just a beast of a person. Absolute Unit.)
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steakcy · 6 months
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guess who’s back from the dead on this website with some Dragon Age fanart
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00wormwood · 7 months
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testing out a new brush i made
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juniemoe · 6 months
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nothing could be worse than the thought of living without you.
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worm-entity · 2 years
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reeses puffs reeses puffs
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privatebooth · 8 days
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No rest for the wicked.
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kiivg · 2 years
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.There’s music tonight at The Hanged Man, and more than a single jig on the menu.
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vanilladella · 11 months
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reading the champions fanmail
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spicywarl0ck · 3 months
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Happy Friday! How about “You’re breathtaking” for Fenhawke?
Thank you so very much for this ask x3 I had something romantic in my mind, but when I started writing, I remembered the first time I encountered Fenris in DA2, so this came out instead. @dadrunkwriting Pairing: Fenris/male Hawke Rated: T (only because of blood) Length: 519
There could have been many words he could’ve uttered when he watched the blood-covered elf step down the stairs, but he never knew why the following sentence had escaped his lips instead.
“You’re breathtaking.” Hawke couldn’t pry his eyes from the still faintly glowing eyes. He didn’t even notice the baffled faces of his companions as they looked at him in disbelief from behind him.
What he noticed, however, was the slight arch in the elf’s dark brows when he came to a halt before him, cocking his head to the side in slight irritation. 
“I apologise.” He chose to ignore the strange remark obviously as he paced around them. “When I asked Anso to provide a distraction for the hunters, I had no idea they’d be so numerous.” the elf added, his voice so smooth it baffled Hawke.
By the Maker, he had just watched this man tearing a heart out of a chest. That act alone should alert all his senses.
But he was a Hawke, and all he could think about was how beautiful the elf’s skin looked as the moonlight fell onto it and how the white hair fell so smoothly into his face. Not to mention the graceful way he moved around Hawke and his party.
“I…” he coughed as his voice gave way. “I take it they were looking for you?” 
“Correct.” The elf’s green eyes studied him as he turned around. There didn’t seem to be any more hidden hunters waiting to ambush them. “My name is Fenris. These men were imperial bounty hunters. Hired to reclaim a Magister’s lost property. Namely myself.” 
Hawke took only half the words in as he studied Fenris, getting lost in the green eyes and smooth lips as they moved.
He had never seen a man more beautiful or terrifying, but he couldn’t betray the fast pace his heartbeat took upon as it threatened to burst through his ribcage. There just was something about him.
“So, you needed help taking them out, I take it? So you hired Anso, who hired us?” Varric concluded since Hawke hadn’t been moving, the mage's lips moving like a fish gasping for water.
“Correct. I couldn’t face them alone, and thankfully, Anso chose wisely.” Fenris's lips twitched as he spoke his praise.
It wasn’t truly a smile, but enough to take Hawke’s breath away again. He realised it might have been that infamous love at first sight, which probably was a bit strange, considering the elf was still covered in his enemy's blood.
But honestly, that wouldn’t be the first strange thing Hawke ever felt or did.
“If they were slavers, then they deserve their fate.” Hawke tried to sound smooth but failed. At least Varric’s face told him so. “So what happens now?”
“They’re not the only ones in town. There will be more. Besides, ” Fenris ducked beside one of the corpses, face turning into a sneer. “It’s as I thought. Their Master accompanied them. I need to confront him before he finds me first.”
Fenris paused for a moment, eyes studying Hawke.
“And I could use some help.”
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fenalith · 7 months
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Love my on-and-off relationship with art and other hobbies.
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blackinquisitors · 1 year
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fenhawke commission for @new-austin featuring his custom hawke aaron
commission info
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eobard-thawne · 6 months
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why do i gotta choose between fenris and anders? god gave me two holes for a reason
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junie-junette · 2 years
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Tadaaa ! It will probably be a sticker and/or a keychain on my shop soon ! I hope you like it cause I missed drawing them a lot ! Srly I love Fenris so much it hurts... Happy Fenhawke to all !
(Fenris's tattoos shouldn't be so blue... I'll correct it later !).
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