Anders makes a noise of protest at the loss of Nate's mouth, but then it's on his and he can taste himself on the archer's tongue and he has no protests left. He could cast grease to help them both out, but if that gets into the cloak it's ruined. Ruined, and a danger on the field due to flammability. This won't be the first time he's been taken with just saliva, and considering how active he's been of late it may even be easier than those times.

"I can't believe I heard nothing of your skills," he murmurs when the kiss breaks, brushing back Nate's hair and looking at his face as if trying to memorize it all over again. "I don't get why you didn't just shove me against a wall one of the times I was hitting on you. And I hope you know I'm going to flirt with you even more shamelessly now that I know what it gets me."