[Closed] This isn't even my final form

[justice_is_blond]

WHO: Anders and close CR
WHAT: Detlef makes his last appearance for some goodbyes in case, Anders gives some warnings, and basically he tries to prepare.
WHEN: Around this time, a little backdated for the ride, but generally 24th-ish
WHERE: Ride back from EDL and in Skyhold
NOTES: Anders.

[ooc: This is various starters for Detlef's end and Anders warning some friends and admitting things to another. If you'd like a starter, ping me at Nadat on plurk and I'll put one together!]

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[easternseaqueen]

She moans, a deep sound of satisfaction as he fondles her breasts.

Her hips speed up, whole body undulating, not unlike the waves she loves so much. Fucking him like there's no tomorrow. Because there literally might not be.

"Come on, Anders, spark things up," she murmurs.

[justice_is_blond]

"Spark?" He knows exactly what she wants, and while at other times he might tease and drag her out, this isn't that time. Anders casts and drags a trail of lightning down her side to a hip, watching and listening for her reactions hungrily. He may die soon, but this magnificent woman will never forget him, and will never speak his name with hatred. She deserves every moment of this.

"Or maybe I should cool it off." The slightly dazed grin on his face widens as he cools his other hand with ice and circles one of her nipples with that thumb.

[easternseaqueen]

She jumps a little to feel the spark against her skin, that delicious electric thrill.

"Oh, that is so nice..." she purrs.

And then it's icy cold on her nipples, which get achingly hard even as she yelps in surprise.

"Anders, you bastard!" she hisses, though it isn't anger causing the heat in her voice. "...do it again."