I'm Dreaming of a White Christmas

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WHO: Kirk + Friends
WHAT: Kirk wants to share a tradition from his home world with his friends (Christmas, it's Christmas and he's giving them present)
WHEN: Throughout Firstfall as he can get with people
WHERE: Around Skyhold
NOTES: Cuteness, possible sex, ridiculousness

Kirk has some surprises for his close friends at Skyhold.

Starters below as their own comments.

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SAMOUEL

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"Hey, Sam, let me up a second."

Kirk nudged his lover with his thigh, letting off his playing with Samouel's dark hair as the mage leaned up against him between his legs. Kirk set aside the novel he had been reading in favor of bracing to push himself out of the bed and pad over to one of the drawers. If he bent over so that he gave Sam a nice view of his rear as he rummaged, well, consider that his apology for having to move them from their comfortable entanglement.

ISKANDAR

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"Oh, hey, I have a surprise for you."

The thought seems to come from nowhere as Kirk rests atop Iskandar in the bed above the forge, sheets draped loosely around his hips. He lifted himself up, stretching and raising his arms towards the ceiling, which had the added bonus of giving Iskandar a little show, his skin still red and blushing in certain places from Iskandar's affections earlier.

Smirking to himself, Kirk wriggled off Iskandar's hips and promptly crouched down beside the bed, patting with his fingers until he felt the edge of the box he'd hidden beneath before bringing Iskandar back to the loft.

"Close your eyes," he commanded.

HERMOINE

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For such a large animal, Atlas was surprisingly delicate. Delicate enough that at first Kirk didn't notice the large horse lipping at his hair, not until he felt a bit of slobber settle into the fine strands and work down to his scalp. It was his own fault really - having assuming a seat atop a tack box in front of his stall beneath his window was he waited for Hermoine to come and meet him per his request, a small satchel on the floor near his feet.

"Hey, hey, my hair is not a snack!" he chided the mischievous creature, brushing at the strands with only mild irritation as Atlas let out a snort Kirk had the distinct feeling was a laugh.

Anders

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Of all the gifts he had managed to come up with, this felt the most ridiculous by far. But, considering the man he planned to give it too it fit. Anything serious felt out of place and cumbersome, and he honestly didn't feel it was his place, not at this point. Given everything the man went though, he thought he would appreciate something a little more light hearted.

He had asked the other to meet him in the gardens, the kittens (well, full cats now to be honest, but he still thought of them as kittens), explored and pounced on one another along the length of their leashes which Kirk had tied around one leg of the bench he sat on to await Anders.

"Hey, Leonard, come on, don't be mean to your sister," he chided the cats, whom accepted this admonishment with their usual regard for Kirk's words - which is to say, none at all.