[Dragon Age] Happy Birthday, Sweet Inquisitor

Happy Birthday, Sweet Inquisitor

Lady Pentaghast knew that this day had been weighing heavily on her lover, The Inquisitor's mind for a few days. It had started with him conveniently forgetting what day it was, denying all knowledge to anyone that asked if the day had any significance to him and lying to get them to change the subject. After that Cassandra had caught Lord Trevelyan on more than one occasion staring at his reflection in the mirror, his nimble fingers poking at the skin at the corner of his eyes or examining the dark hair at his temples looking for any sign of greys.

Tonight, and now in the early hours of the day he was dreading so much, Cassandra felt him lay restlessly at her side unable to sleep because of his worries. The Seeker watches him shift in the bed next to her again as he turns onto his side to face her with a deep sigh, she feels his eyes on her even in the darkness of their quarters searching for hers. When he reaches his hand out to rub against her bare arm, she knows he is aware that she is awake and that he has kept her from her sleep with his fidgeting. The Inquisitor had been facing enemies and a task that most only faced in their worst nightmares, but this was what was keeping him awake tonight.

"Do we need to discuss why this is bothering you?" Cassandra whispers quietly to him getting only a small sigh in response, she sees him shake his head slightly. She reaches for him in the darkness as he draws her into his arms, relaxing into his embrace. "Talk to me." Cassandra adds quietly, placing her hands on his chest as she nuzzles her head into his neck.

"Can't we just forget about it?" He says quietly as Cassandra feels him brush his mouth against her hair feeling comforted by their closeness. "We can pretend its not happening." He whispers into her soft locks.

"It isn't a big deal, Ashton." The Seeker says quietly stroking the warm skin beneath her hands, outlining the hard muscle she finds there with her palms. She feels him sigh again and swallow hard as she places a soft kiss against his throat, the short stubble tickling her lips. "It doesn't change anything. It is supposed to be a joyous occasion." She adds pressing another kiss to his neck.

They had spent many hours trying to soothe each other's worries in this way, but Cassandra had always known his fears to be about failing his followers or being unable to stop Corypheus, not his anxious feelings about a day that most people celebrated.

"We can skip today, spend it in bed and start again tomorrow." He sighs again laying his head against hers as Cassandra laughs quietly to herself, she wouldn't turn down a day in bed with this man even if she knew it was impossible for them to ignore all of their duties.

"You are the Inquisitor, We can do anything you would like." Lady Pentaghast sees the small smile tug at the corner of his mouth that makes her heart skip.

She would have to interrogate him further about this when he wasn't teasing the sensitive skin of her neck with his fingertips, she thought.

"Anything?" Comes his reply as he tilts his head to capture her mouth with his, his warm lips and tongue so demanding of hers that it lights a fire inside her that she can feel spreading fast. Cassandra whimpers against his lips when he trails his hands down her back to her hips, he guides her leg around his waist pulling her flush against him. "I have to go.." He mumbles, making her pull her mouth from his giving him a questioning look.

"Go where? It's only just morning." The Seeker huffs slightly trying to hide her disappointment that what was turning into a potentially wonderful morning love making session was going to be put on hold.

"I said I'd meet Cullen." Lord Trevelyan says diverting his eyes from her,

Cassandra lets out a laugh trying to cover the slight jealousy that she felt creeping into her. She hoped her jealousy was aimed at Cullen for getting to spend time with her Inquisitor and not the other way around. The Seeker shakes her head a little, she wasn't that woman and wouldn't let herself be that woman, if he had already made plans with The Commander then she wouldn't let him see her disappointment at losing an extra couple of hours with him. Besides, Cassandra thought, she should be encouraging The Inquisitor and The Commander to strengthen their friendship and patch over any tension there had been between the men recently because of her.