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Withdrawal (Chapter 10) A Dragon Age Fic	By : sweetestcondition Category: -Misc Video Games/RPGs > General Views: 2293 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Author's Note - This is just a chapter from a larger piece posted on Fanfiction.net called Withdrawal. Search there before you spoil the whole thing or cheat by reading just the juicy part below :)
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Chapter 10
Ellana
It was late. She probably shouldn’t be going to see Cullen at this hour, but she hadn’t talked to him since yesterday in the garden. Ellana had so much to wrap up after the battle at Adamant, she’d scarcely had time to eat and sleep. She’d only seen him in passing, leaving her craving his company.
As she approached the door to his office, she heard him talking within. She slipped inside quietly, standing against the wall to watch. He was so confident with his troops - comfortable in his leadership.
“Rylen’s men will monitor the situation.” He nodded at one of the troops.
“Yes, ser. We’ll begin preparations at once.”
Cullen grabbed a report that was handed to him. “In the meantime we’ll send soldiers to…” his eloquent flow of commands came to an awkward halt when he saw Ellana at the back of the room, “assist with the relief effort.”
Ellana showed a hint of a smile, partially hiding it behind her hand.
“That will be all.” At least he seemed eager to see her too.
“Ser!” The last solider acknowledged his order before leaving the room and Cullen closed the door behind them.
He leaned against it heavily, his voice drained. “There’s always something more, isn’t there?”
“Wishing we were somewhere else?” She certainly did. What she wouldn’t give for another chance at Honnleath. And this time she would do it right.
He snickered. “I barely found time to get away before.” His thoughts must have mirrored hers.
Cullen turned to his desk, pacing the center of the office. “This war won’t last forever. When it started, I hadn’t considered much beyond our own survival.” He faced her as he continued. “But things are different now.”
She joined him near the desk, curious about this talk about the future. He’d never spoken of such things. “What do you mean?”
He was staring into the candlelight, his eyes deeper brown in the low light. She couldn’t help but admire the strong line of his jaw, the shadow of a day without shaving, and the scar on his lip. Everything about him made her stomach tighten. She just wanted to be close to this man.
“I find myself wondering what will happen after. When this is over I – I won’t want to move on.” He reached out a gloved hand in a tender caress of her cheek. “Not from you.” His brows creased and his eyes were thoughtful before he pulled away, as if suddenly embarrassed by his own show of emotion. “But I don’t know what you – that is, if you, uh…” He shuffled some papers around on his desk.
Was he actually worried that she thought this was just a fling?
She stepped between him and the desk, taking his wrist and looking into his eyes. “Cullen. Do you need to ask?”
She shimmied onto the desk and he replied quietly. “I suppose not. I want – I-“
Ellana gasped at the sound of shattering glass exploding behind her. In her carelessness, she’d toppled a glass that had been precariously perched on the edge of his desk.
When she looked back at him, he gave the most wonderful devious smile before sweeping the entire surface of the desk clean with one move of his arm, sending bottles and paperwork flying. Glass smashed on the floor again, as he guided her to lie back. This was a confidence he had never shown with her. This was Cullen taking control, and she was pleasantly surprised.
She cradled his face as his lips found hers. It started sweetly, like many of their kisses were, but soon changed to something unfamiliar. The weight of his body against her, the demand of his lips, and the strength of his hand as it held her hip. He pressed his lips firmly against hers, exploring her with a new eagerness and she suddenly recognized the difference in him. He wanted her.
The thought sent her heart beating faster. Cullen’s gloved hands reached for her face again, but suddenly he growled with frustration. He raised himself to his knees and unbuckled his outer gauntlets, then slipped off the leather gloves easily.
He leaned down again, bracing himself with one elbow while he explored her with his free hand. He started by stroking her cheek, his eyes intense, then he bent to kiss her again. His hand went to her hip, running along her sides, fueling her need for him with every touch.
He spoke into her ear, his voice husky with desire. “I have wanted this for so long.” His breath sent a shiver through her core.
“Then what were you waiting for?” She couldn’t help but tease him. “You had me all liquored up and ready at that inn in Honnleath. I laid in the dark wishing for you to come to me that night.”
“It wasn’t quite right, then,” he said, running a hand through her hair. “This, now… this is right.”
Ellana knew it was true. They had an understanding now. They’d overcome a personal obstacle, the first of many, and it had left them stronger and closer than before.
She pulled him down to her, lightly biting his lower lip, trying desperately to find some part of him to hold onto. Her fingers searched through the layers of fabric and armor, trying to find a latch or a buckle. Something.
He chuckled into her ear as he guided her fingers to the leather straps securing his chest plate. Once the strap was free, he reached for a clasp behind his neck and pulled the whole piece over his head. Much to her disappointment, there was still a layer of leathers keeping her hands from him.
Her displeasure must have been all over her face as Cullen laughed again, leaning down to whisper. “Would you like to lie in my bed tonight, my lady?”
She didn’t trust her voice, so she nodded. She supposed the bed might be better, the last thing they needed was for someone to come in and get an eyeful. That and the wood wasn’t exactly cradling her backside.
Cullen took her hand, guiding her up the ladder to the loft above his office.
Ellana slid off her boots as Cullen worked at the rest of his outer armor. Grieves, boots - there were so many pieces. She wondered how he could stand to wear full armor day after day.
But she didn’t have much time to speculate. Cullen walked to the end of the bed, sighing audibly as he gazed upon her from head to toe. He had a way of making her feel beautiful, just by the way he looked at her.
He climbed onto the bed, pulling off the last layer of undershirt to reveal his muscular shoulders. Years of swinging a sword had certainly helped with that.
She breathed him in as he nestled himself at her side – the leather and spices and something new. Then he was kissing her again, greedily now, not holding anything back. Just his raw desire and it was incredible. He ran his hand over her body again and again, memorizing her figure, gaining courage as he went for the top clasp at the neck of her tunic.He made his way down, until he'd freed enough of her to run his hand along the bare skin of her chest, circling around to cup her breast.
Ellana gasped, a small sound of pleasure at the touch, which only served to fuel Cullen’s own need. He rolled over onto her, pressing his mouth to hers before working his way down her neck, leaving a hot trail of fire in his wake. She could feel him now, underneath his leather breaches. He wanted her as much as she wanted him.
He freed the rest of the clasps on her tunic and she managed to shrug it off completely. He pulled back briefly to drink in the sight of her before returning to his torturous mission of making every inch of her body crave his touch.
Cullen kissed her neck again, tasting her slowly. He cupped her breast in one hand as he kissed a trail to her nipple. Teasing and flicking with his tongue until she found herself arching her hips against him involuntarily. This sent Cullen over the edge as he hastily pulled off his breaches and helped her out of hers. They both made quick work of their smallclothes before tangling themselves in each other’s arms again.
Cullen found her lips again in a deep, slow and stirring kiss that ignited the fire in her core. He pressed himself against her heat, moaning in her ear as he ran his hands along her sides, stopping to knead each of her breasts on the way down. She raised her hips against him wanting more and more of him near her, pressing closer until he rolled off of her onto his side.
His breath was ragged in her ear as he spread her legs with his hand and gently teased, massaging his way toward her heat. When he parted her wet folds with his fingers, she moaned. She grabbed the hard muscles of his arms, guiding his hand to the center of her need. She ached for him, rocking with his touch, her breath quickening as she came dangerously close to losing control.
She wanted to touch him then, but he was already back on top of her. It was clear, again, who was the Commander tonight.
He pressed himself close to her core as her body screamed for release. He breathed her name as he found her entrance, slowly and gently filling her. She gripped his shoulders, silently begging for more. Cullen pulled out and entered again, this time unfaltering and a sigh escaped her lips.
“Ma vhenan.”
He found his rhythm and Ellana raised her hips to meet him with each thrust. The ache inside her had become unbearable. She begged him by name and soon, she was completely focused on the need in her core. She felt nothing but Cullen at that moment, the last thrust sending her over the edge. She couldn’t tell where she ended and he began. She tipped her head back, a small cry escaping her lips. As she sensed the world spinning around her, she felt Cullen’s grip on her waist tighten. He held his breath, trembling as he found his release inside of her.
After a moment, he relaxed catching his breath. She felt his heartbeat as it slowly returned to normal, the comforting weight of his body still on top of her. She breathed him in again. Yes there was something new to him now. Magic. It was leather and spices and magic.
It was them.
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