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kierarutherford · 3 months

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For the DADWC: “You’re really scary sometimes, you know?”

Sorry for the late reply but here we go so "You're really scary, sometimes you know?" with Cullen and the Inquisitor. Hope you enjoy!

Your heart is beating heavy in your chest. It's only been a moment since you've locked lips with Cullen and you still can't breathe. Everything is furry and fuzzy and warm and confusing. You didn't just kiss the Commander of the Inquisition! No clearly you've just been dreaming. You go to move to do something to wake yourself from this moment but it's clear as daylight that it's happening.

Cullen pulls his face away from yours just slightly enough to bask in his moment. After all, he's earned it. You're fairly certain you're blushing. You can feel the heat rising above your chest into your shoulders up your ears. It's freezing cold outside but you're more than content. He clears his throat bringing you back to the moment, "that was really nice."

"Mhmm." You swallow slightly and looks back into his eyes. Deep pools of caramel swirling with hints of chocolate. His eyes seem so much softer at this moment, so much more alive. He leans in again for a second kiss when a sound catches his ears. You're fairly certain it's an Inquisition scout about to deliver some form of a report oblivious to the nature of what he's just bumped into. "Commander, I have that report from Sister Leliana you wanted. Right... Away... You said."

Cullen turns with the ferocity you've never seen before outside of battle. "What now?"

"Sir the the report." The scout looks over Cullen's shoulder and sees you. It's then some form of light clips on in the poor man's head and he realizes what he's bumped into. "I'll put it right on your desk. Sorry sir. Sorry."

As quickly as he's arrived, he skitters away. There's a looming presence from Cullen. Something darker that edges on the brim of animalistic. But almost as quickly as this looming presence has appeared. It disappears when he turns to face you. He returns back to his light hearted and softer side. He runs his hand through his curly hair and chuckle softly. "Sorry about that. Where were we?"

" You're really scary sometimes, you know?" It rolls off your tongue faster than you care to think. You'd thought the thought, but you never intended to speak it. Blushing again softly you turn your head to the wind, hoping the cool breeze will air out some of the heat rising again from your collar. There's a soft sound of padded boots and Cullen settles in behind you. "I do have to return to work, perhaps later?"

"Alright." It's all you can eke out. There's more so much more you wish to speak to him about, but this isn't the place. This isn't the time. So you let it go reveling in your moment of pure bliss. His lips are still seared against yours in your mind, the smell of his musk lingers in your brain. His hands about your waist his hand upon your face. It's all perfectly preserved in time. So is the quick snap to rage. You shiver at the thought of how quickly he can turn. There's a forbidden hunger, an urge to test how far that animalistic side goes. But that's for another time. Another place.

With pep in your step you head back to the main court. Josephine has a line of things to do and a list longer than she was tall. With a heavy sigh you take one long last look back to see the man you care about walking back to his quarters. Later definitely later.

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kierarutherford · 3 months

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It's quiet. Too quiet as you slip into his quarters. There is candle light illuminating his shape, bent over his desk clearly invested in some information. He hasn't heard you enter or at least he appears absorbed by his study. You quickly tiptoe across the span between you. Before you get too close he bristles and abruptly stands upright. "I said never enter my quarters without knocking. Make yourself known. Immediately."

Silence is to be heard in response. Your tongue is dry as your throat quivers. "Commander." It's barely a whisper as you fiddle with your hands unsure how to react. That's when you see it. The lyrium kit. "Maker." This time is louder and he snaps and spins at your words. "Inquisitor!"

"I didn't mean to startle you," you try to play it off like you didn't see what you saw. Like he wasn't just contemplating death. Or at least your envisioned eventual death.

"What did you come for then?" He's taut and clearly in a foul mood. There is a thin line of sweat above his brow. Uncommon for how cool the room is. "I have troop maneuvers through the Emprise to plan. Is there something I can be of use?"

He's curt and it levels the air out of you. "I was just passing through and thought you could use some company. That's all." His face breaks and for a moment you swear he's relieved. "I can go if I'm a bother."

"No!" He says it too quickly and reacts even quicker. " I have somethings we could go over. If you have the time."

"Alright," you smile at the thought of spending time with him. Its not much but since you joined the Inquisition it's clear you have wanted more time with this man. And any little excuse was good enough. You ignore the lyrium kit. Hopefully when he's ready he'll talk about it. For now you feign interest as he begins a long drawn out explanation about his soldiers. You smile politely and continue to watch his every move. In time, just more time. His voice is animated as he goes on. You reply in turn and bless the Maker for making such an exquisite man. Every feature is its own splendor as you continue to focus on him. He's thorough and with each approach his eyes seem to light up. There is a wounded man behind those eyes. He's been melancholy since Haven. Almost inconsolable. But as he speaks now he seems alive. You allow yourself to believe it's your presence, your time bringing him back to life. Maybe it is. You smile wide as he makes a cheap joke. He's funny in his own way.

Time seems to stand still for some time but the cold night air is a bitter reminder time is progressing towards the dawn. You need sleep. He needs sleep. "Commander perhaps we can continue tomorrow? I fear I am falling asleep on my feet."

His eyes fall, "of course Inquisitor. At your leisure."

"I'll come find you or send word. Please get some rest. We should fix your ceiling at some point."

"No! I mean there is no need." He wriggles under your gaze. "I... I like the openess."

"Alright. Then I shall see you in the morrow. Good... Good night Cullen." It's soft and quick. Rip the bandage off fast to cut the pain. But he seems to melt upon the use of his given name. Like there is some soothing power behind your voice. "Good night Inquisitor." But he remains stoic. And slowly you turn towards the door. It wasn't long enough and it never is. But there is a promise of tomorrow and you look forward to it until your dreams melt with it. Tomorrow.

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kierarutherford · 3 months

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Another Reader x Cullen piece. It’s sweet, fluffy and light for the weekend. 1309 words of tender Commander. Enjoy it here or AO3. Likes, reblogs, kudos,comment and tips are always appreciated. Tips: Paypal.me or Ko-Fi - undercut for length.

After traveling for nearly a month you can see the lights from Skyhold. Sighing heavily, you were near desperate to get to you chambers. Inside, the enchanted tub would be filled with fresh water, waiting for you to activate the heat rune Dagna had imbued into it. Set out beside it would be a tray loaded with fresh breads, cured meats and fine cheeses. If Josephine had particularly urgent need of you, there would be those little honey cakes you love too. On another chair would be a bucket of your favorite scented oils, lotions and soaps. Dorian hasn’t stopped complaining since you left this morning. He missed the comforts of the tavern, the warmth of the bath house and severally other innuendos you casually let slip over your head.

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