[For a split second Hawke thinks he might have misjudged the situation and made a mistake, but then Anders is returning the kiss, and it's sloppy and enthusiastic. Hawke's response is no less sloppy, and somewhere in the back of his mind he knows they must look a sight, but he's far too involved in dueling tongues and narrowly avoiding smashing teeth and noses together to care. For a beautiful, perfect moment he no longer feels the chill of the night air or the wet of the rain - there's only the warmth of Anders' spell and Anders' body, which causes him to shiver in a way that has nothing to do with the cold.]
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