"You can be my spell," he murmurs sleepily as he shrugs out of the dirty robes and for once doesn't care about leaving everything in a messy heap on the floor. "I'm the spell to get you out of your clothes, after all."
Anders bends a little to help Nate get the tunic on him and then smiles and leans forward so he can slip his arms around Nate and stand there for a few seconds. This is warm and comfortable. It's a shame he can't just sleep like this, really. "You are my favorite person and I've been daydreaming about cuddling with you the whole walk back. Let's, please." He shuffles his feet forward a little as if he's going to knock Nate into bed and fall in too.
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Anders bends a little to help Nate get the tunic on him and then smiles and leans forward so he can slip his arms around Nate and stand there for a few seconds. This is warm and comfortable. It's a shame he can't just sleep like this, really. "You are my favorite person and I've been daydreaming about cuddling with you the whole walk back. Let's, please." He shuffles his feet forward a little as if he's going to knock Nate into bed and fall in too.