#serrutherford

From Here ;// @serrutherford Said:

❝Maker preserve me.❞ Cullen closed his eyes, inhaling through his nose, slow and deep, fingers going to rub his temples ❝I am not broody Cremisius.❞

The smile that pulled at Krem's lips was sly and maybe just a little wicked. He leaned back in his chair so that it was balanced precariously on two of its legs, putting his hands behind his head. "Y'know, gentlemen aren't supposed to kiss and tell... But there's been plenty going on with me and the commander. I'm actually planning on heading to his chambers. Just waiting on him to be finished with another meeting."

“ i’m not sure i know who i’m supposed to be anymore. ”

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Pinned starters | Accepting | @serrutherford

[ CLOSER ]:     while pinning the receiver against the wall, sender glances down at their lips, suddenly aware of how close they are to one another…

It had started at Krem's request. Cullen was a former Templar, a top commander, and an excellent leader. And, yeah, maybe asking for a little personal, one on one training was also an excuse to get closer to the other man. Getting Cullen to find time for anything that wasn't official business was damned impossible. According to the cooks, the man rarely even remembered to pull away for meals. More often than not, the inquisitor requested that meals were sent to him, just in case.

They started off with training swords; trading blows and working around each other. It was a bit like a dance. It took a few moments for them to stop accidentally stepping on each other's toes (metaphorically), but they quickly found their rhythm. And, Maker, they worked well together.

By the time Cullen pinned him, Krem was feeling thoroughly winded, panting softly as the blunted sword was pressed lightly to his chest. His lips curled up as he met Cullen's eyes, about to make some sort of joke, but it was quickly forgotten when he saw the other's eyes flicker down. There was a rush of warmth from his chest, creeping up his neck to darken his cheeks.

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@serrutherford . cullen ; a kiss on the cheek.

❝ good morning! ❞ he was a bit of an early bird, her dear brother. always buried in work whenever he wasn't on the field dealing with soldiers and recruits. she couldn't get an ounce of his attention so she resorted to bringing him his food --- at least she was making sure he was eating properly.

once she set his tray down on his desk in front of him, rosalie was pleasantly surprised with the feeling of a kiss on her cheek. she couldn't avoid the big smile right before she hugged him, elated at the display of affection. ❝ are you in a good mood today, then? does that mean we can do something later? ❞

Dropped.