My Dear Commander

Affection

Cullen had been training his soldiers and teaching them how to use shields effectively. His templar skills were useful to learn as they didn't need lyrium.

"You! Don't hide behind your shield, if this was a real fight you'd be dead!" Cullen commands.

The soldier took the advice and kept training. Their sword and shield skills improving slowly. They should be ready to help defeat Corypheus he thought to himself. He was proud of how far he came. Cullen stood by the wall, watching his men. Suddenly, some arms wrap around him. He knew it was her.

"How are they doing?" She said.

"Just fine. They're still not ready yet, but they should be when Corypheus comes." He replied, leaning back into her slightly.

The embrace made him feel happy and loved, something which was rare to come across. He deserved the love after all he'd been through. She quickly kissed his neck then stood beside him to not raise suspicion. Cullen blushed slightly, smiling.

"How are you holding up?" He asked, inching a little closer to her.

"I'm alright, just so many lives depend on me.." she replied, slowly wrapping her fingers around his, holding his hand tightly.

He sighed softly, rubbing her palm with his thumb, "we can do this. Don't doubt the inquisition just yet."

She nodded and looked at him, love in her eyes. He looked into her eyes, getting lost in the beauty. They felt a spark between them, then they turned to walk inside the castle. They felt as if they had spoken to one another without using their voices, they knew what they wanted to do. Something to "relax".

They arrived inside the inquisitor's bedroom and the inquisitor locked the door. As she turned around, Cullen pinned her against the door and started to kiss her passionately. She kissed back, her tongue danced with his as he slowly undressed her. He was needy, desperate, but loving, gentle... She unbuckled his belt and pulled his pants down, still kissing him. His member was already hard, springing out to "greet" her. She slowly pulled away, panting slightly. A string of saliva stretched between their lips like a bridge between them. He looked into her eyes, overwhelmed by the feeling of love.

She smirked then pushed him to the door, kneeling down so she's eyesight with his member. It bounced slightly, excited to be pleased. She gave it little kisses before sliding it into her mouth. Her tongue explored his length as he moaned softly, using his hand to muffle the moans. She bobbed her head back and forth, taking in as much as she could. She yearned for his taste, his affection. And yet, he yearned for hers too.

He bucked his hips slowly, in rhythm with her. Cullen gripped onto her hair, moaning louder. She suddenly stopped and took his member out of her mouth. He looked down at her and watched her as she suckled lightly on his balls. He let out a deep grunt, his member leaking precum from the pleasure. She stood up then grabbed his hand, leading him to the bed. The inquisitor crawled onto the bed, pointing her butt towards him. She had her legs parted, wanting him to take her.

He watched her get into position, staring mostly at her dripping entrance. He knelt on the bed and put his face in between her legs, teasingly licking up and down her entrance. She moaned softly, putting her face in her pillow to hide her blushing cheeks. His tongue slithered inside her, exploring. She let out a louder moan then started to move her hips back and forth, allowing Cullen's tongue to reach deeper inside her. He kept exploring, loving her taste.

He soon pulled away, licking his lips. The sweet taste of her excited him more. He began to feel desperate and needy, feeling his shyness disappear. His animal side came out. He slid himself inside her then started to thrust hard. They both moaned in unison, the sound of his balls slapping against her echoed throughout the room. He gripped onto her ass, almost digging into her. She hid her face in her pillow, drooling slightly as he fucked her ruthlessly.

He soon pulled her up, laying down on the bed so she's on top. She faces him and started to buck her hips to the rhythm of their moans. She kissed him deeply, tongues tied like a knot as they panted heavily. He gripped onto her back, his nails starting to dig into her. She stopped moving her hips, getting some rest before Cullen took control. They slowly parted, another saliva string on their lips, connecting them. Their energies pooled together, making their pleasure more intense.

Cullen held onto her hips and quickly thrusted deep inside her, causing her to moan loudly. She leant back slightly, gripping onto his legs. He was desperate, pounding her as hard as he could. He wanted to fill her. She wanted to be filled. Their moans grew louder and louder, the bed creaked with every movement. The headboard slammed against the wall, making a mark where through the wallpaper. Cullen stopped, turning her over so she's laying flat on her back.

He moved her legs, wrapping them around him, then continued to pound into her like never before. He was animalistic, aggressive, needing to cum inside her. She moaned loudly, sweat running down her forehead as she dug her nails into his back. The sharp pain drove him crazy, making him thrust harder and harder. The bed thumped against the wall like a hammer to concrete and Cullen felt himself come closer to orgasming. Her eyes rolled back, the pleasure taking control of her.

"Fuck yes!!! Fuuuuuu-" Cullen moaned, thrusting one final time.

He made sure he was as deep as he could be and he released, cumming inside her. She moaned loudly, her tongue hanging out of her mouth. She'd never felt this good before and she cherished this pleasure. She felt him deep inside as if he was in her womb, filling her up. He grunted as he let out his load, then he lay on top of her. He was exhausted but happy. She relaxed, nuzzling her head into his warm, sweaty neck. They panted heavily in unison, as if they were the same person.

After a minute or so, Cullen slid his now soft member out and flopped beside her. She chuckled, kneeling in front of him. He sat up and saw his seed drool out of her and onto the covers.

"That was a load" she giggled, walking over to her desk.

She got two tankards and a bottle of wine then joined Cullen in bed. They both drank go quench their thirst, silent. They didn't need to tell each other that they loved one another, all they needed was each other, no words necessary.

A tall buff man was at the bottom of the stairs, looking up towards the room. He chuckled to himself then left...