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Nobody deserves to be tagged with this word, not even someone who canât see people, but just different bodies (and thereâs nothing wrong being different).Â
I just wish you, with all my heart, to learn that the right way to see a person is just one: seeing a PERSON.Â
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âSho, you anâ Chommander Pretty Hair, nh?â. Ignoring the crumbles that Sera was spitting all around, her mouth impossibly full of biscuits, Demetra smiled and nodded, choosing a chocolate cookie from the basket
She couldnât avoid to show her happiness. She simply couldnât, not after months - just months? They seemed ages to her - spent to watching him, speaking with him, hoping for something she thought impossible. The Inquisitor was so happy that she felt how if her own skin was too tight for her feelings.Â
âI donât think that Pretty Hair ish... so much fun.â Sera swallowed blatantly âBut Iâm sure heâs good under the sheets, isnât he?â
âSera!â Demetra burst out, almost choking with her piece of sweet âWe didnât... I mean, not... not yet... Blessed Andraste, we are together from so little...â.
Sera smirked, looking at the woman, while her friend continued, her skin dangerously reddened and a crumbled poor biscuit between her fingers âTo be sincere, heâs always so polite and gentle and attentive. I donât think heâs thinking about ... sex. Not now, I mean. For both of us is a new situation and...â
âAre you fucking kidding me?!â Sera shouted, slamming her hand against the old roof. Demetra caught their basket just a moment before that it fell down from the roof where they were sat. Sera was now laughing so hard that her eyes were full of tears âDo you reeeeally think that heâs not thinking about tearing off your clothes and tossing you in his bed? Ya know, I thought you were cleverer.â
âWell, I...â
âHe looked at you in that way for so long, idiot! You know, dreamy eyes, blushing cheeks, all the show.â the elf pointed loduly, slapping Demetraâs back âBelieve me, heâs thinking about fucking you... I bet heâs quite hard and...â
Demetra put a hand on her friendâs mouth âSera, please. Weâre trying to keep this thing discreet! And donât use a term like that!â
âWhat, âfuckâ or âhardâ? However, you two morons kissed one another on the battlements. I think youâll be not much more discrete when the sex-time will come.â.
Demetra sighed, knowing that was a lost battle. Plus, Sera was partially right. Kisses on the battlements werenât helping their wish to be left alone. Another sentece, however, was now fixed in her mind âSera,â the Inquisitor asked cautiously âno offense, but I know that Iâll regret this question...â
âThen donât question me, Quizzie.â
âBut I need to now!â the woman said eagerly âWhat do you mean that Cullen looked at me in... a certain way for a long time? We really started to... ehm... interact in a way different from friendship after our arrival at Skyhold. So, no more than a month ago.â.
Sera frowned âOh, youâre so fucking naive! I think he wanted you like... since your first meeting? Well, maybe the second, he probably thought that you was a crazy fanatic who distroyed the Conclave. But, ehi, if you want to speak about shit like âfeelingsâ or similar bullshits, search someone else. All that I know is that Cully Pretty Hair was looking at you as... donât know... as he wanted to eat you, but in good way. Not just like fucking. He was really looking at you. And listening. He... cared for you. When I arrived to Haven with you, I thought that you two were yet lovers, okay?â
âI donât think he liked me at that time. Not in that way. He was so... professional. Stern, sometimes, even after we started to be friends.â
âOh, Andrasteâs flaming pants! Look, I think that Cully Wully is okay with the sex, but... donât know, not so okay with the feelings. Probably he is more virgin than you, about relationships. But itâs okay now, right? You can teach him about love, unicorns and corny things and he can teach you about horny things!â
âSera, enough! And why do you think that Iâm a virgin?â.
The young elven woman snorted âCâmon, itâs so obvious! You donât seem the type who just want a quick round of sex. I bet you like serious  things, complicated as you are.â
âWell, I donât know. I mean... I didnât have something like this, before I became the Herald. Iâm too... I know that Iâm different and not all the men like women as I am.â
âIf that is true, theyâre morons. I think you are sexy, Quizzie! All curves and...â
âMaybe a little too much curves?â Demetra tried poorly to joke. Sera grunted âCurves arenât never too much. Ever! Stop being so scared about you, Woman with the Biggest Breast in Skyhold.â.
Demetra blushed and grabbed another biscuit - too salty - , trying to ignore her laughing, adorably crazy friend. Sera was so right, confirming her thoughts about Cullenâs inexperience with feelings. It didnât sound bad, not to be the only one who was moving in a new area, because she could understand so well all Cullenâs fears. They matched one another. And Sera could be right, a little at least, about her body. Surely, Cullen seemed appreciating what he saw.
Maybe she could try to appreciate more the view her too, couldnât she?
Who would have thought that Sera could be so helpful in loveâs matters?
âThanks, Sera.â
âMhm, itâs okay. But no more feelings, okay? Just sex!â.
Cullen woke up almost screaming, panting hardly and fixing with widen eyes the dark in the bedroom. His skin covered in cold sweater, the Commander searched for something that could confirm him that this was the real world.
That he was safe, now.
And he found her body pressed against his flush. Soft and full and welcoming, her legs clutched with his and her regular breath just over his scared heart.
Her smell of freesia all around him, reminder of the bath which they shared together just a few hours ago. Memories about shy glances, flushed skin under his finger, laughs and tender massages flooded his mind, driving away the leftovers of his night terrors. Demetra was still a little unsure about being naked beside him outside their bed, but Cullen really hoped that his appreciation would be clear enough.
The Commander was always happy to can touch all her soft curves, being hugged by her comfortable physique, enchanted by her shy glances, sweetly trapped against her frame by her legs around his hips.
And now, he was happy that wasnât anything between them, just the delicate embrace of the silk sheets on their bare bodies.
Cullen hold Demetra tighter, careful not to wake up her and nuzzling lightly his cheek on the top of her head.
His last withdrawal was worse than ever and the nightmares after that episode were so many that sleeping was more than a problem. But she noticed that his crises were less and less frequent.
It was a good sign, wasnât it? She was sure it was and he trusted her.
ââre yowake?â.
Despite himself, Cullen laughed quietly, hearing the confused words âSleep, love, everything is all right.â
âââghtmare?â she whispered, fighting for opening her eyes. He kissed her lips, quickly, and her nose and her temple, eliciting whispered giggles and a slow caress against his arm.
âSleep, love.â he repeated, adjusting himself for being able to stay as close as possible to her âEverything is all right.â.
My friend! My really good friend, here's a prompt for you!! Cullen and Demetra having a quarrel over a stupid thing, until one of them (or both) realizes that's an overreaction. Apologies, making peace, fade to black. Applause for you.
I donât know if I deserve the applause, but I tried. Thanks for the prompt!
Cullen X Demetra Trevelyan - Post Inquisition
A messy day
âWait,are you so angry just because Inquisitor had soiled our bed?â.
His voice,incredulous and almost amused, was exactly what Demetra needed forfueling her disappointment âDonât do that, Cullen! Donât even tryto tell me thereâs no need to be angry!â
âLoveâŚâ
âDonâtâLoveâ me, Rutherford! I asked you dozens times to not allowInquisitor to sleep in our bed! Look around you! Itâll take me hoursfor washing our cover and the sheets!â.
Cullenbrushed his neck, observing silently the formless pile of cloth,feathers and, now, mud.
His wifegrowled, following his look with a furious moan âAnd the pillows!Your dog chewed all our pillows! The new ones that my mothersent us as a Satinalia gifts, after that your Mabari chewed the onesthat Mia gave us!â the woman added, Â her hands firlmy on the hipsand her cheeks reddenned.
Inquisitorlooked at her sadly, behind the legs of his owner âAnd you, out ofhere! Now!â she ordered, pointing the door. The Mabari obeyedquickly, with a soft whine that could easily be an apoligize.
Demetrapinched her nose, fighting for calming her nerves and shut her eyesfor avoiding to contemplate the scrape that some hours ago was theirbedroom.
âIâmsorry for this mess.â Cullen tried to speak, but his wife didnâtlisten, too occupied to scolding him as if he was an unruly recruitâI mean, I love that you love that dog. I love him too, to behonest.â.
It wasnâta good sign if she called Inquisitor âdogâ, her husband knew it.She continued âBut this doesnât mean that you can spoil him. Not ifI am the one who have to remedy to his naughtiness.â
Cullenlooked at her, no more amusing in his voice âThis is unfair. Ialways helped you, but  Mabari are⌠free â spirited animals. Heâsjust marking his new territory.â
âOurbedroom is not his new territory!â Demetra shouted. She was nowmelting in the extremely moisture summer day and both of them werestill wet, after the suddenly cloudburst that had surprised them afootstep away from home. She wanted a cold bath and cuddles on thecouch. But clearly now the mood was gone.
Cullenslightly tightening his jaw âIf only youâd settle down, I couldâŚâ
âI donâtwant to settle down!â she snapped, clenching her teeth for thesudden pang of pain in her back. Blessed Andraste, why she proposedto reach the market walking? And why he agreed?!
Cullenâseyes darkened âWell, I assure you that I can actually see it verywell, Demetra.â
âOh,sorry if Iâm angry discovering that our bedroom is completelydestroyed after a long day away from home.â.
Cullenrolled his eyes âItâs just a little dirty. And Iâll tidy up alone,itâs not a problem. You can go downstairs and rest for a little.After all, this was the project before we found this thing, right?â.
Despitehis annoyance for her shouting â he really didnât like shoutingpeople â his offer was sincere. He seemed to have something more tosay, his eyes lingering for a little on her, but seeing her frownedface, Cullen shook his head and repeated âItâll take only a moment.Go downstairs.â.
He turnedhis back from her and started to pick up a cover from the floor.Demetra stared his frame, nibbing her lower lips. She was stillangry. But her husband was right.
It wasnâta disaster, after all, just a little mud and one or two pillowsruined. And Demetra knew that was unfair accusing him to not helpher.
He alwayshelped. And Inquisitor wouldnât repeat the venture, after Cullenâsspeech.
She wasjust flushed and tired, because sleeping was hard during that warmnights and she just wanted toâŚ
Before shecould really think about this, Demetra was hugging Cullen frombehind, pressing her face in his strapping back â âm orry.â.
Her wordswere muffled, but he didnât hesitate to grab her hands, his body nowrelaxed âItâs okay, donât worry. Youâre tired and⌠youâre right.Iâm spoiling Inquisitor.â
âYou do.But you too are right. Itâs a new house for all of us. And itâs not abig mess, after all. And you never let me alone to fix the damages.âshe said, while his love was turning in her arms for facing her.Tenderly, his hands stroked her cheeks âI was serious, you needrest.â. They kissed slowly, tasting their lips and holding one toeach other.
Shesmiled, kissing lightly his scar âI want to help you. Weâll finishhere, youâll speak with Inquisitor and after that weâll resttogether. All three of us. Just⌠on the sofa, ok?â.
He laughedâItâs an excellent plan, Your Worship.â
âStopteasing me, Commander. And start the work, I have to say sorry tosomeone begore enjoying you.âshe smiled, leaving their bedroom and calling the Mabari.
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