"You'd like that, wouldn't you?" the corners of his lips curled slightly, his grin turning feline. Oh the torment he could rein on the elf if he had him admitting to such things, memory-less. Anders wasn't blind to the way Fenris' pale face lit and warmed.

"Admit it," he dared, letting his teeth sink into the pale flesh of his bottom lip. If he could actually goad the elf into such a thing-- Oh Maker, he'd never let Fenris live it down.