Anders pulls one hand out of Nate's pants to swat his ass playfully, but his voice is gentle.

"Have you already forgotten what I told you last time? Your cock is perfect. There's no matching perfection." Who wouldn't be a little worried when they knew their lover had been with Zevran a few times? The assassin oozed sensuality. But Nate has nothing to worry about.

"And I..." He exhales, distracted by kisses. "I was trying to hide it. I didn't want you to feel guilted into something, into a relationship. If you had been, I would have been left wondering if it was guilt or actually wanting me."

Now both of his hands leave where they're resting, sliding up Nate's back so he can hold the archer close for just a moment.