Mmm. Cullen stirs the biscuit through a jar of fresh-from-the-hive honey. Dipping the sweet edge to his lips, he laps the tempting treat with his tongue.
The biscuit dissolves in his warm mouth, crumbs scattering over his desk. He's left with only his bare fingers to dip into the jar. With both eyes on his report, he circles deeper into the honey, twirling to coat his finger with the sticky nectar.
Trailing in a long drip, before the honey can fall Cullen turns his mouth to meet his finger. Pursed lips suck against the delectable honey, his cheeks hollow as his eyes close. For a brief moment, work is forgotten, the Commander reveling in the sensation of the sugar gliding down his throat. Slowly, he rolls his tongue from the tip of his nail down to the first joint. Slipping lower to his knuckle, he pinches his lips together, hovering up the last of the sticky sugar glistening on his skin.
"Holy Maker!"
Cullen glances up at the outburst just as the Inquisitor run from the room, a hand fanning her face.
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Dragon Age One Shots
Fiksi PenggemarI've been adding lots of short stories to Tumblr recently and wanted a chance to share them here for anyone who doesn't have tumblr, or hates reading there. Here come all the Dragon Age one shots!
