With you always (Dragon Age Inquisition Cullen fanfic)

~Chapter 8~

Soft music played in a soothing rhythmic tone, my slow pace matching the pauses. My white lace dress fit perfectly, the white mesh tail dragging behind me as I walked. I held onto Dorian's arm as he lead me down the aisle, a deep blush on my face seeing the pews filled with inquisition citizens and close friends. Cullen stood nervously, his posture stif as he tried to hide his nerves. He scratched the back of his neck before looking up for a moment, his eyes widening as he examined me. My hair was in a messy bun, small braids helping to keep its shape. My makeup consisted of smokey eyeshadow and red lipstick, the coin Cullen had given me dangled from my neck, polished and clean. I smiled at him through the veil that hung over my face, butterflies fluttering in my stomach. Cullen's suit made me bite my bottom lip, holding the temptation to haul him to the bedroom and rip it off. I wobbled slightly in my heels, but Dorian held me tight, keeping me balanced. I held my breath as Dorian kissed my hand, and passed me to Cullen. Holding his hands, I looked up into his eyes, smiling the whole time.

"And do you Cullen Ruthford take June Trevelyan to be your lawfully wedded wife?" The priest asked, glancing to him from behind a bible. His eyes locked with mine as he smiled, chuckling softly as I looked nervously up to him.

"I do." I smiled at his words, watching his eyes light up.

"You may kiss the bride." The priest announced, stepping away to put the bible away. As Cullen lifted the veil from my face, I bit my lower lip, eyeing him with an amused expression. Wrapping his hands around my waist, he pulled me close to him, looking into my eyes. Our noses brushed a moment before our lips were connected, our heads tilted as we took each other in. Everyone cheered as glasses clanked, and everyone began making their way out of the church, towards Skyhold. As our fingers intertwined, I pulled Cullen out of the church, towards Skyhold for the party. I wasn't much for parties, but I wanted to get it out of the way so Cullen and I could have some time alone.
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The main hall was packed with both people and food, the cooks struggling to keep up with so many people. I sat beside Cullen at one of the tables, staring down at the silver ring on my finger. Engravings on the sides were of Templar prayers and blessings, meaning a lot to Cullen. The ring had been crafted by one of the blacksmiths in RedCliff, and had been infused with a magical charm so it could find its twin ring that Cullen wore.

"Darling are you alright?" Cullen whispered to me in a worried tone. Glancing up to him I smiled, taking his hand in mine.

"I'm far more than ok. I am married to the most handsome man in the land, and can officially call him mine." Replying, I squeezed his hand gently showing him I meant it. He chuckled, leaning in and stealing a kiss before turning and talking to some Orlesian nobles that had come. Looking to my left I smiled seeing one of my second cousins walking over, and began talking with him. Cullen had said having his family travel here wouldn't be worth it, and hadn't sent word of our marriage to them. He talked about them often, and I had hoped to see them here. With what Cullen had told me about how his sister had tracked him down a few times, I was sure we would be hearing from her soon.
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The party had ended quite late, but all the excitement made it seem like it was still early. Smiling, I took Cullen's hand and led him up to my quarters, hearing him chuckle as he followed. I kicked off my heels, wiggling out of my dress as he shut the door behind us. As I spun around to face him I realized he was already leaning down to kiss me. My hands ran under his suit, slipping it off his shoulders before working the buttons. His shirt hit the floor as he backed me into the bed, slowly peeling my under dress off, exposing my small wear that Lilliana had made me wear.
He stopped a bit shocked, eyeing it.

The lace small clothing barely hid anything, and was quite flashy with putting my curves on display. I blushed as he nuzzled into my bosom, kissing softly. Combing my hands through his hair, I wrapped my legs around him, holding him close. He slipped the lace on my chest off with his teeth, his hand softly finding its way between my legs. I bit my bottom lip as he moved my panties to the side, slipping his fingers in. Pulling him into a deep kiss, I pushed my body against him, slipping his trousers off with a free hand. He chuckled as I got on top of him, and pinned him down. A smirk appeared as I let my hair down tossing it slightly to mess it up, and began to pleasure him. He moaned as I did so, a beep blush on his face as he flipped me off him, pinning me on the bed beneath him. My breath caught as he pushed into me, pleasure rippling through my body. My nails trailed his muscular back as he continued, moans forcing their way out.