Fenris and Anders

    "I just love long walks through the sewers." Anders stated, scuffing his boot tip through the muck and garbage.

      "At least I have boots!" he smirked. There was a low growl from the surly elf behind him, and suddenly, Anders found himself lifted through the air, and dumped on a wooden crate, and a pair of cool lips pressed against his. As fast as they were there, they were gone............leaving him with a flushed face, a ghostly chuckle, and minus one pair of shoes.