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[Jack leads Hawke to his room and grins, taking the bowl and the strawberries from him. He plucks at the laces off Hawke's tunic] Let me... please, I long for your skin.

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[archer_in_green]

He slips his hand under Jack's shirt, with a purring hum. "As long as I may return the favor."

[whitechapelred]

My golden prince. [Jack whispers, gently pulling Hawke's tunic over his head and shedding his own shirt gladly.] What could you ask of me that I wouldn't give?

[He leans back to reach for the bowl and the strawberries.] What a glorious canvas. [He dips the strawberry and uses the tip to draw a spiral of chocolate on Hawke's chest before feeding it to his love.]

[archer_in_green]

He chews happily on the strawberry, taking one out of the bowl to draw a chocolate design across Jack's chest as well. "This is a most delightful game."

[whitechapelred]

And the wonderful thing about working with a canvas like this is cleaning it to begin afresh. [He leans in to lick the chocolate from Hawke's chest, swirling his tongue around his nipples before kissing their peaks.]