The Mage That He Would Forever Hold Dear (CullenxInquisitor Fanfic)

-9- A New Home

It was just before dawn that Cullen awoke to find Faith still clutched to his chest, her bruised cheeks slightly blushing as she looked up to him feeling his movements. Her stormy eyes smiled up to him as her soft fingers grazed the side of his jaw.

"Good morning." She smiled, the pain she felt barely hidden behind her groggy state and small soft smile. She hugged him one more and Cullen let in a sharp intake of air as she pressed herself against him. Embarrassment taking hold of him as he realized a part of him had been poking at her the entire time. He wasn't sure if she realized or just hadn't said anything to him yet, but he was currently blushing madly as he looked down at her.

"G-good morning." He managed to choke out before biting his tongue, not wanting to moan from her grinding against a certain something every time she moved. Her fingers trailed down from his jawline to his bare chest, where she traced small thin scars he had gotten in various battles. He watched her with an intrigued expression as she took in his form.

"If only... back then, in the tower..." She trailed off, her eyes batting as she looked up to him from under her brow. Gently caressing her jaw he pushed it up so she was looking him in the eye, her hand joining his as she held the top of it.

"If only what?" He watched as her eyes danced back and forth from his, only to close before she leaned forwards, taking his lips on hers. For a moment Cullen stoped breathing, his body frozen as if scared. As her hand snaked around his neck he melted into her, letting his fingers comb into her hair as he held her close, their lips needing together as both pushed into each kiss. Soon enough she had somehow managed to get him on his back, not sitting on top of his stomach as she leaned over him, her hands in his hair as she kissed him with hunger. He couldn't help but gasp softly as she ground softly against him, his pants not hiding much as she turned him on.

He couldn't have imagining something such as Faith getting injured and him trying to warm her up turning into a competition to see who could pin who down. But so far, she was winning. As he pressed her back down forcing her against him more there was a soft ruffle from the entrance of the tent, Faith pulling away from their kiss just as the entrance was pulled open. Varric stood at the entrance, wide eyed for a moment as he caught sight of the two. Sitting up Faith tossed her hair out of her face, her hips shifting down and landing abruptly on Cullens crotch. He bit his lip and moaned as softly as he could before meeting Varrics gaze.

"Well I'll be damned." The dwarf chuckled, watching as both participants turned bright red. "Sorry to interrupt you two, but Josephine has called a meeting to see where a good place would be to house our prospering little group we call the Inquisition." Faith seemed to go stiff on top of Cullen, her eyes not leaving Varric as Cullen eyed her from the ground.

"We will be right there, just let us get dressed." Her soft lips were a rose shade from the rough kissing they had just endured, her back curved and proper showing off her chest in the most pleasing way possible. Maker he loved this woman. Varric gave a small nod before turning to leave them, Faiths voice cutting through the air. "And Varric-" The dwarf turned shooting one last glance at the two. "No one else needs to know about this, please." He gave a small nod before closing the tent and walking off, the snow that crunched beneath his feet slowly getting further away.

"Faith-" Cullen was cut off as she turned towards him, her body shifting ever so slightly. Pleasure shot through him as he melted in the thin bedding that had been placed down, her face growing redder as she smiled and leaned down towards him. Letting her bottom lip graze his she let out a small giggle, watching as his needing eyes met hers.

"Shh." She smiled resting a finger over his lips, her nose brushing his at her close proximity. "I wish we could continue too, but for now we have to get dressed and go meet the others." Giving him a soft kiss on the nose she slowly got up, giving a small wince as all her wounds cried out at her movements. Almost all her bandages had patches of blood leaking through, the very look of her making Cullen feel pain himself. Sitting up he couldn't help but watch as she slipped on a fresh set of clothes that had been brought for her last night, her hair a delicate mess trailing down her back, ending just short of the small of her back.

Bending over she picked up the mass of fur that Cullen attached to the shoulders of his armour, her fingers running softly through the furry mess before she passed it to him, a confused look on his face before he smiled. "You should get dressed too rather than just watch me, Commander." She smirked back to him watching as he shot her a look for calling him 'Commander'.

"Yes, I should." He replied feeling his face burn brightly, getting to his feet and beginning the task of suiting up in his plated armour.

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#48 in dragonage?!? Huh!! I have no idea how that happened but thank you guys for all the support!! I'm doing my best to write but with my grandpa sick and all the stress it's putting on my family it's hard to keep a clear mind, doing the best I can! For you guys! Thank you again! Omg lol. (Excited yet scared)