OKAY SO. This is actually my first het thing? Also first DA thing. So sorry, it’s kind of terrible. Forgive me. Also it turns out writing for askboxes makes me forget how to format writing. ._.

“Fenris, here, really?” Hawke protests as the lanky elf leads her into a secluded alley near the Hightown market. “Quiet, Hawke. There’s nothing to fear if we don’t get caught.” Long, thin fingers slip under her skirts and hook into her smallclothes, gently pulling them down around her knees. Breathing into Hawke’s neck, Fenris murmurs, “I just need you. Now.” He hikes her skirt up, and grinds his hips into hers. Hawke bites back a moan, and braces herself against the walls of the alley. “Please— don’t make me wait,” Hawke gasps, breath ragged. “Wouldn’t have thought of it,” Fenris reassures her. He plunges fingers into her, confirming her readiness, hot and wet and luscious, the sounds escaping her increasing in desperate neediness. Fenris quickly undoes his trousers, frees his cock and pushes into her in one smooth motion, and Hawke cries out before she can stop herself. Fenris stills, waiting for her to quiet down. “I- I’m all right. Keep going.” With her encouragement, Fenris begins thrusting into her, engulfed in her warm, welcoming heat. Fenris presses against her, and Hawke gives a small moan as she grips the rough stone walls of the alley. Gripping her hips tightly through her skirts, Fenris knows it won’t take long. The thrill of potentially being caught always did have a lovely effect on Hawke.