Desire For Power- Cullen Rutherford x Dorian Pavus

Chapter 7

Dorian walked up to the mirror, taking in a shallow breath before closing his eyes. His heart pounded in his chest as he started to recite the eleven words Morrigan told him. The mirror had started to glow a dull, yet vibrant grey as Dorian had finished the spell. He held a big smile with his eyes closed as he stepped into the mirror. Cullen noticed and quickly followed behind.  As he opened his eyes, Dorian felt a cold breeze hit his face. He looked around frantically, searching for the tree he saw. Once in view, he ran as fast as he could to  it, shouting at the top of his lungs. "Corypheus!" He called out multiple times, receiving no answer to his call. He fell to his knees sadly, feeling a wave of sorrow wash over him.

"I didn't expect to hear a call so early," A deep growl spoke behind him, making his eyes quickly light with hope. He turned his head quickly to the direction of the voice. Corypheus quickly changed into Cullen's form and sat down next to Dorian. "Missed me, It seems?" He smirked. Dorian stared ahead into the sunrise and smiled. "Only a little, Don't get me wrong." He smiled. Corypheus wrapped an arm around Dorian. "I see you received your present. Your thoughts on it, Pavvus?" Dorian took it off his back. "It's so beautiful. Honestly, the best gift I have ever received, Corypheus." "You can call me Cullen in this form, after all, we are only using each other." He stood up and grabbed Dorian's hand. "We never did have a dance at the ball," He began, placing one hand on Dorian's waist.

Dorian gently placed his hand on the demon's shoulder. "I supposed we didn't. Perhaps now is the best time," he smirked and the two gently took steps forward, backward, left, and right. They didn't need any of the orlesian music to be able to dance, for their hearts and souls created a beat they could dance to. Dorian moved his body to the left, signaling for a dip. Corypheus complied, dropping the man as low as he could to the ground with their faces inches apart. Dorian ran his hand against the male's back, earning a smirk. "Your heart beats fast, Dorian. Do you like being used?~" Corypheus whispered into Dorian's ear, while licking down his neck slowly. "If I did, I would not say." Dorian chuckled. "Kiss me, you fool~" He growled, holding onto Corypheus tightly.

The demon complied to the request and pressed his lips against the mage's. He licked the lower lip of the mage, asking for permission. Dorian obliged, opening his mouth so the demon could fit his tongue in. They twirled and twisted around each other, both becoming hot messes.   They both quickly pulled away before it took over them, panting slightly. "There's much not time left to your world, Dorian. You must tell Cullen how you feel." Corypheus changed back to his form. "Hurry and leave, the mirror will be closing shortly. " He spoke. Dorian nodded, running as fast as he could back to the portal. Corypheus watched him for a moment, before spotting Cullen from a cliff in the distance, eyes wide. He smirked a wide smirk, and his eye glew dangerously. 

As soon as Dorian left, Cullen ran as fast as his legs could carry him to the portal. He panted heavily as he ran, finally jumping into the portal exactly as it closed. He held his breath as Dorian still stood in the room. He carefully and quietly moved past the mage, running out of the room to the war room. "Cullen!?" Josephine and Leliana ran towards him. "I need to know about Dorian, why is he acting so strange?" Cullen asked quickly. They looked at each other, then back at Cullen. "We were sworn to keep it a secret," Josephine began. "I don't care! I want to know!" Cullen growled at them. They jumped back in surprise. "Alright, come with me," Leliana led him out to the courtyard, where Cassandra held the newest part of Varric's story in her hand, with a smile on her lips. 

"Cassandra!" She called out, quickly gathering her attention. She hid the book and jogged up to them. "Cullen? Leliana? What is going on?" Cullen interrupted Leliana before she could speak. "Tell me about Dorian. I have to know, Seeker.." He was nearly in tears. "Please.." Cassandra pulled him close. "Dorian?.. Well, I Know he has admitted to.. feelings for you. But he cannot show it. He is afraid of rejection." Cullen's eyes widened. "You aren't serious, are you? Shit!" He paced back and forth.  "Cullen, you're acting strange. What has happened?" Cassandra asked, concerned. Cole appeared from the shadows, staring straight at Cullen. "His heart beats and mind races. Not this, he thinks. Not now. Why? Why is the happening?" Cole read the Templar's mind. "He uses Dorian. Dorian has betrayed  us." He looked at Cassandra. "Cullen, what do you mean Dorian is betraying us?" She grabbed his shoulders. 

Cole stepped forward. "Cullen. May I help?" He asked quietly. Cullen only looked at nodded at him.  He gently placed his hand on Cullen's shoulder, seeing what Cullen saw. "His eyes, they mislead. His heart is misguided. It is an illusion. The arch demon uses and possesses his mind, A desire for power. Power and love." Cullen spoke. "He kisses the arch demon, losing a part of his sanity. He is slowly being cursed and dying." He quickly pulled away.