#dom!cullen

This particular section was empty aside from thefamiliar lonely figure in the corner between book shelves, and Cullen felt likeit wasn’t the first time his eyes were caught by her.  She was tall, taller than the rest of elvenstudents, wearing standard mage robes that did a poor job of hiding her body -a quick thought crossed his mind that he could probably wrap his entire armaround her slim waist. Her long hair was pinned up into the bun that opened tothe clear view the curve of her long, slightly tanned neck and delicate pointyears that twitched with every sound. Cullen had to swallow a lump that appearedin his throat when she run her long fingers across the book spines.

Mornemyr, and that obviously was her, turned her headand gave him a quick side eye, making him almost trip over a desk out ofsurprise. She let out a soft laugh, clearly satisfied with her doings, thenturned her whole body to him, pressed to the bookshelf with her back. Her lipsformed a smirk and she beckoned him with her finger in the silent invitation.Cullen didn’t know if it was her eyes shining in the candlelight or the hotfeeling in his chest he seemed to have every time he met her in the hallway buthe followed like a hypnotized fool right into the hands of dangerous mage hewas taught he should never approach without any danger around. All thoseteachings evaporated from his head the moment he reached her, not able to brokethe link between their eyes, and that was probably the last thing he would everdo because with a quick movement Mornemyr pulled him closer by his belt,pressed on one of the books behind her and the whole shelf turned around itsaxis, bringing them into small secret reading room lit by the torch on thestone wall.

Cullen stepped back a little but still not far enoughto be out of mage’s bewitching presence. She pushed him in the chest and hesuddenly fell into the soft chair behind him with a heavy thud.

“Like what you see, templar?” her low voice was like aspell in his ears, leaving his body out of breath and stiff in theanticipation. He felt himself nodding slowly like a snake to the music ofcharmer.

“Good”, she nodded too, smiling even wider, and slowlygot down on her knees in front of him. Her delicate hands pushed up the heavytemplar skirt and the chainmail, leaving his eyes wide in the realization.

“Lavellan, w-what are you doing?” panic reached hisvoice mixed with arousal from the feeling of her hands on his bare thighs. Hewas sure he was sweaty and gross under all his armor and also he was sure itwas absolutely inappropriate to be doing what he thought she was doing. Hesecretly wished she’d do it anyway.

“Shh”, Mornemyr looked up at him with her impossibleeyes and the wave of heat rolled over him, reaching even his toes making hishair on the back of his neck  stand onend. “You will like it, I promise”, she licked her lips and winked making hisability to concentrate even weaker. She looked like she didn’t find him grossat all when one of her hands pulled down his briefs and let his already hardcock free. Same hand gently ran through his damp small hair and cupped hisballs and Cullen groaned, head hitting the back of the chair and knees fallingapart. Mornemyr immediately scooted closer and wrapped her hand on the base ofhis cock. giving it a light squeeze, then moved up until her thumb didn’t coverthe head, smearing the precome all around it.

“Mor…”, the most pathetic whine he could imagineflew from his lips when he tried to resist his own pleasure hitting him in thegroin every time she moved her skilled fingers. “Mor..ne..myr, you can’t…”,he was gripping the handles with such force at this point his metal glovesripped through the chair fabric.

“Hmm”, she stopped then, causing him to moan inprotest. “I can’t do what exactly?”, her voice sounded rough, and Cullen openhis eyes, worried of what suddenly happened, only to see her shining eyesagain, both hands now holding his skirts and mouth hovering over the very tipof his dick.

Cullen tried to answer something but his words stuckin his throat when he saw Mornemyr lower her head slowly and cover the tip withher lips without breaking the eyes contact the whole time. She lowered further,with her nimble tongue doing circles around his sensitive head, and he moanedagain, long and loudly, feeling the tight ball of pleasure forming at the bottomof his stomach.

He threw his head back again and closed his eyes toprevent the world from shifting around him every time Lavellan bobbed her headup and down, sucking on his cock and making the most delicious slurping soundlike a child eating a lollipop on a Fair day. He swallowed another lump down,having trouble breathing normally, and ripped one of the gloves off his hand.His fingers were shaking when he found Mornemyr’s head and buried them in herhead, guiding her in the position where he could thrust his hips further,hitting the back of her throat. The pleasure was almost unbearable now, he wasso close he felt the ball of heat reach his heart and explode under it. Heroared like an animal when the reality swirled into the little dot and collapsedonto him, making him to wake up in the middle of the Inquisitor’s room,struggling to breath like as if he was drowning. When bright lights stoppedjumping in the air in front of him he focused his eyes and found himselfstaring down at the same blue eyes once again.

***

Myr was standing at the foot of the bed stark nakedwith her hands crossed over her chest and the expression of a pure amusement onher face. She was awoken by the loud screaming inside her head a few hours agobut it wasn’t the thing that made her so curious - mostly incoherent talking ofthe voices was more or less a routine for her already. She was in the middle ofreading a book when she heard her name and the quiet moan coming from thedirection of the bed. That was an interesting turn of events considering suchthing were usually happening in her presence, so she set the book aside andwent to check the man.

Early morning sun was shining through the elaboratepatterns on the windows in the Inquisitor’s room. It’s rays colored Cullen’storso with bright spots of red, green and yellow. The covers had slithered downand Myr found it hard to turn her heavy gaze away - his chest was broad,covered with curly hair she knew was soft to the touch. White scars popped hereand there on his skin but they didn’t spoil the picture of a handsome manspread out across the king sized bed.

The thing thatmade Myr’s eyebrow arch though was the pink blush on commander’s cheeks and animpressive bulge that formed under the blanket. She had no idea what he wasdreaming of nor did she have any intention to interrupt it by going therethrough the Fade but she couldn’t deny that the view in front of her made herbothered too. Humming the frilly song she’d heard at the tavern the other dayshe crawled onto the bed and settled comfortably on Cullen’s laps who was nowfidgeting in his sleep. His moans grew louder and Myr smirked tracing one ofthe longer scars with her finger - apparently her dream self was quite skilledat what she was doing. Her real self decided to refrain from any actions untilthe commander is awake, and from what she could see down here it wasn’t goingto be a long wait. He wouldn’t here the end of it though when they’re done. 

A few minutes of moans, patient waiting andprecise studying of Cullen’s chest later - Myr found a few little birthmarksshe hadn’t seen before  - she was gifted with especially loud groan andshe felt him shook and come undone with her whole body. The man under her tooka deep breath, finally waking up, but then immediately sat up, his wide eyessearching something on her face. 

“What…?” he mumbled in a hoarse voice, clearlystill out of it, hands running over his face and through slightly damp hair. 

“Morning, vhenan”, Myr cupped his face withboth of her hands, the gentle touch making Cullen look at her. “I hope I didgood”, the violent blush that spread down to his neck was the most amazing andpriceless thing she got to see in her life. 

“Maker’s breath!” he cried out and she laughedhappily as she felt strong hands wrapping her in the tight embrace, and thenboth of them were falling back on the bed. Cullen his his face in the crook ofher neck as soon as they landed on their sides, “I feel like I’m seventeenagain.” 

“I wish I could met that version of you”, Myrkissed the top of his head. “He seems like an eager lad, having dreams likethis.” 

“You wouldn’t even talk to me back then”,Cullen snorted, not even a hint of sadness in hisvoice she was afraid she could bring with such words. Instead he fished out theblanket between them and threw it aside to bring them closer together, thenstarted tracing her neck up with his warm lips, placing soft kissed here andthere and tickling her with his slightly outgrown beard. Myr had to suppress asilly giggle at that and slid lower, kissing him fully so he would stop. He ranhis hand down her side, then tightly squeezedher butt cheek, rolling them over so he would end up on top of her. 

“I think Iowe you something”, he breathed, out of the kiss a moment later. There wasindeed a noticeable hardness between them pressed into Myr’s stomach. 

“Aren’t youtired from your dream, Commander?” she said as a sly smile spread acrossher face. Messing with him was one of her favorite activities. 

“You’vebeen a very naughty mage in there, Lavellan”, Cullen didn’t swallow thebite, smiling back the same way instead. He sat up, pulling one of her legswith him and placing it over his shoulder. He chuckled as he kissed her ankle,“This is my duty as a templar to punish you accordingly.” Hepositioned himself at Myr’s already slick entrance and pushed forward slowly,rubbing her clitoris with his thumb. 

“Ohno”, she had to collect all her willpower to swallow a moan when Cullen’scock slid into her. The sensation was always breathtaking no matter how manytimes they’d done it before, “Don’t tell me I was wearing that hideouscircle robes…" 

“Youwere”, Cullen lowered over her, holding himself on his elbows on both ofher sides, and still sliding in, millimeter by millimeter as if he had all thetime in the world to fuck her. “You look so hot I think I’ll make you wearthem some time." 

"You aresick”, Myr murmured with the amount of fondness in her voice thatcancelled the entire point of what she was saying. She arched her back, tryingto move on her own, to get more friction, anything other then the painfullyslow penetration, but Cullen stopped altogether the moment he was buried in herup to the hilt. “Do something already”, she whined, squirming underhis heavy hot body. 

“Not withthat attitude I won’t”, commander seemed to be very determined in hisdecision to punish her for something she didn’t even do. He kissed her templecollecting little beads of sweat, then made his way lower to her ear and gentlybit it’s pointy end. 

“It’s notfair”, Myr pulled on his hair, trying to play the pity card, but that alsodidn’t help, only made him chuckle right in her ear once again, and sheshivered, feeling the goosbumps all over her. 

“Ask me forit”, he said calmly, starting to slide back out, as slowly as he didbefore. Myr groaned,feelings the explosive mix of desire and irritationgrowing in her blood. A few more of this readings and she wouldn’t be able tocontrol her magic. 

“Vhenan,please”, she cried out when the tip of Cullen’s cock pressed theespecially sensitive spot inside of her on it’s back. 

“Pleasewhat?” he sped his movements but only a little, eager himself to justpound into her already but holding himself to his words. 

“Pleasefuck me already!”  she roared andher eyes rolled back when Cullen suddenly plunged into her with a force enoughto flatten her into the bed. Myr wrapped both her legs around his waist, givinghim more comfortable angle, and started moving towards his thrusts too. 

They were movingfast, like two wild animals, desperate to have more of each other, skin rubbingon skin. Cullen wrapped his hands around her body, holding Myr closer, kissingand biting her collarbone, and she, in turn, trapped in the hot prison, weredigging her sharp nails into the muscles of his back. Erratic breathing andmoaning filled the room accompanied by the the bed banging into the wall. 

The pushed andthrust, the movements are seemingly eternal, but soon enough Myr felt her toescurling up and the darkness under her eyelids becoming blinding white lightwhen the orgasm caught up with her. She clenched around her commander as thelast resort, failing to hold her body together and shaking as the pleasure hither like the ocean wave, switching off the sounds and leaving her gaping forair. Cullen lasted a little longer because of his previous encounter, butfollowed her soon after a few more thrusts. He seemed to be struggling tobreath as well if his chest quickly moving up and down was any indication, aswell as his stiffened fingers on her sides, they were going to leave brightmarks after. 

After what feltlike eternity Cullen slid out of her leaving the feeling of emptiness behind,and reached for the blanket to cover both of them. He still wouldn’t let Myrout of his hands though, pulling her on his chest as he rolled over to lie onthe back. She nuzzled into his neck, kissing it lightly from time to time. 

“I wish Icould stay like this forever”, he said quietly, running his fingersthrough Myr’s long wavy hair that fell across her back. 

“Metoo”, she sighed, various images of her other advisors coming to her mindalready, making her frown, but she was very well fucked to really feel sadabout anything. Instead she felt her eyes heaving with pleasant tiredness, andshe yawned, hugging Cullen’s torso a little bit tighter. “Could you pleaseshoo them away when they show up? I could use a little nap, not everyone inthis room can brag about their successful night life." 

"Okay”,Cullen let out a soft laugh, looking down at her with honey brown eyes filledwith love. “Don’t worry about anything. I’ll be here."