Can we bring to fall the giants…
Can we make the final call?
Maxwell nudged me for the third time, interrupting me mid-hum. It was beginning to irritate me as my brother readjusted his clothes and looked at me with an exasperated look as we approached the Denerim Royal Palace. A few passing soldiers cat called as I swayed my hips about. Brother flushed slightly as he moved.
"If you nudge me again, I will trip you." I murmured as I pulled out my fan and began to flutter it about ostentatiously as a few servants looked at us in confusion. They pointed and watched in awe as we moved into the courtyard and towards the entrance. "This will work."
"Easy for you to say, brother. You are feminine in some ways. It's simply not natural for me to…move like a woman." Brother cussed as I tripped him slightly for his offhand remark about me. A soldier quickly ran to his side and helped him up, none the wiser as to who we were and our intentions for the King and Queen of Ferelden. I waved off the soldier who looked at Max with a haughty grin as he resumed his rounds while we were ushered into the main hall. I looked at the usher and put on a winning smile.
"Announce us."
The man looked at me and bowed with a smile as he led us towards the throne room. The handsome as ever King Alistair (Nothing compared to Cullen) smirked as we approached. Anora waved off the man and curtsy us as she took a seat beside her husband while the court looked on from above, eager to see why we were there.
"Madame de Fer, Imperial Court Mage of Orlais and former companion of Inquisitor Lavellan." I curtsy the monarchs and inwardly chuckled when I caught sight of Sera and her Red Jennies infiltrating the palace as the pair nodded to me then looked at Max in anticipation.
"Lady Cassandra Pentaghast, former Seeker of Truth and the Right Hand of Divine Victoria." Maxwell moved to bow, but I was able to stop him with a brief nudge. Alistair looked amused by his mistake as Max then curtsy the King.
"Such important visitors, tell us my dear ladies…why have you come to us?" Anora looked at us with a critical eye. Maxwell nodded to me as I stepped forward and smiled a brightly as I could.
"We could take some time to speak of politics but I've gathered that without the Inquisition that the Mage-Templar War has seared your pockets, as well as the Orlesians. We are here to take back what is ours."
"Oh pray tell then, what is yours, Viv?" Alistair was still smiling as he folded his hands into a steeple and looked at me.
"It is properly: Madame Vivienne and I believe you know what I speak of, your majesty. Return her or you will face Our wrath."
"'Our' wrath? I am not afraid of bogeymen."
"We are not 'bogeymen'." I rasped as I dispelled my illusion and Alistair looked stunned as I stood in front of him with a grin, covered in white wolf's fur, my face hidden from prying eyes as I intoned my magicks, taking on the guise of various nobles and Inquisition members, then reverting to my own. Max however kept his illusion of Cassandra intact. "Release the Ambassador or you will pay with your life."
"I do not take kindly to threats in my court. Guards! Arrest them!"
"Is it wise to place such trust in your men?" Maxwell tittered as he approached with a sultry smile. He then pointed up to the second floor and I heard Anora gasp as she saw many of their archers pointing their arrows at the nobles and the royal couple as Sera and her cohorts left with bags of valuables, unseen and unhindered. "Blind trust is what gets monarchs killed, Alistair."
"Who are you people?" Anora asked with a look of horror on her face as she turned to Alistair then looked right back at me. I bowed to her slightly and smiled as Maxwell secured the area with his sword and shield while the archers above kept the nobles in check.
"The people you very rudely rejected." I grinned as I saw my ambassador coming from a nearby corridor, a little under the weather but a devilish grin on her face as she moved into the room with her hands clasped together. She smiled at me briefly but her eyes bore down at Alistair and Queen Anora as the court gasped at her arrival. It was then that I started to sing. The room was silent as soldiers stomped their feet rhythmically as I moved towards the couple.
Can we bring to fall the giants?
The stomping became louder as I stood a few paces from the royal couple and smiled as Maxwell sang with Florianne.
Can we bring to fall the giants?
I then smirked when a loud cheer broke out as the stomping became unbearably loud and echoed throughout the palace. Almost every servant, every guard and soldier stood with a hand over their heart and the other lingering over their mouth, as if shielding a closely guarded secret. The halls erupted with the bellows of many, shouting on the top of their voices and I smiled. I heard them roar.
CAN WE BRING TO FALL THE GIANTS?!
I gave Alistair and his wife a resolute look as I approached them and stood at their thrones with a haughty look as I folded my arms in derision. The palace erupted in song as I sang.
We are the ones
To ignite the darkened skies.
The champions, of a world that we defy.
A solemn reign,
For the few that rise up high.
And we all fight
At the last light
"We are The Lion and the Wolf. We are the names whispered to the heavens in fear. We are the eyes in the dark who watch and wait for signs of the End. We are the knife in the shadows to mollify those who would hurt the unknowing. We are the veiled hand, the unseen force at work at every moment as you sit in complacence and decadence." Florianne said as the song died down and as I moved back to Maxwell's side. She then pointed to the King and Queen, then to the nobles above. She then moved over to me and smiled as she bowed. "It takes more than a man to silence me. This was merely a chance for you to meet the Wolf."
"So…you are The Wolf?" Alistair asked as he got up from his seat and moved towards me slowly. I saw Anora look at me then her husband in concern as he stopped a few paces from me and shook his head. "A master of disguise? I'm not impressed. Leliana could manage better."
"Neither am I, King Alistair. You are a child upon a throne with no vision. You will learn to bend or you will break. It is that simple." I muttered as Alistair moved to punch me. I fade cloaked behind him and manifested a blade of ice to his neck. He froze in that moment and I saw Maxwell grin at me as he moved to Anora to keep her pacified. "Do not kid yourself, fraud. I am too much for you."
I then felt my mana drain briefly but the fool didn't realize my secret. The mana rushed right back into me as I grazed the blade over his neck to draw blood but not to kill. He squirmed in my grasp with a cry of pain.
"Do not even attempt to drain me, Templar. I have studied the ways, I am one as well." I let go of Alistair and kicked his backside so he stumbled towards the entrance while Maxwell pushed Anora to her husband's side. I then moved over to the thrones and smiled as I sat down and watched as Alistair bared his teeth with a growl when I crossed my legs and pulled my fingers into a steeple.
"You will not get away with this!"
"The message is sent. You will either meet with our demands or you will lose your country. Empress Celene has tried to oust us- she has lost most of her country aside from the Winter Palace. Do not make me take it all by force. I will."
"Where is the Lion?" Alistair snarled as he pointed to Maxwell. "Is this him?"
"Where and who the Lion is…is not your concern. His presence was not required."
"Why?"
"Is it not obvious, my lord?" Florianne tittered as she moved to my side as Maxwell circled the royal couple with his blade out. "You are not worth his presence."
"How am I not worthy?" Alistair glowered at me as Maxwell sheathed his blade and approached the throne with a nod. I then got up and pointed to the couple in each other's arms.
"I challenge you to figure that out, your Majesty. You have been warned. If I find out that you have disrespected us again, The Lion will meet with you personally and by then, you won't have a pretty head for that crown. Now…Forget."
I saw Alistair gasp as I clicked my fingers. A blinding flash covered the area as Maxwell and Florianne cloaked once I flicked a miniature thieves' lantern I kept on hand and we moved at a speed that exceeded what the eye could comprehend. Before we knew it, we were outside the Brecilian Forest at the makeshift campsite that I set up, along with the lantern I set up earlier. I crushed it with my boot and made sure that it was completely destroyed while my companions looked at me with wonder.
"And you wondered why I opted to learn Artifice, Maxwell. Useful, isn't it?"
"Quite so Wolf, that was fun." Florianne chuckled as she took my hand and kissed it briefly. "Thank you for the distraction. I am glad to have taken this post...It is most rewarding."
"I am glad, but don't thank me, Ambassador. It was my duty as The Wolf. The Lion will be glad to know of our success." I smiled as I recalled that he was in Honnleath with his family and Sulahn. I felt like a giddy apprentice when I recalled all the things I planned for our reunion for the week. I pulled off my white-wolf overcoat and rolled it up into my pack.
"I will take her to the safehouse. Will you make it to Honnleath safely?" My brother asked as I dispelled his illusion. He smiled as I took his hand and smiled at him as well.
"Yes. I'll be fine. You be careful, brother. Thedas is not safe." I kissed his cheek and bowed to Florianne as they hitched a pair of horses then rode south. I then started a hike towards Honnleath. (Finally)
I kept off the roads, taking the unseen paths through the swamplands and forests of Ferelden to mask my movements. The few times I camped were uneventful but for the nightmares I had. I never remembered them, but there was always the sound of water in them.
Hunting game was easy with my spells and allowed me to practice archery with the new spell I developed: the Mana Arrow, a spell that gripped directly at the fade, shaping raw Lyrium into a line of force that is fired like an arrow from a bow. What made it unique were the facts that it firstly ignored all the defenses of the creature it struck. Secondly, it was able to move through the physical realm at an alarming speed that defied all reason, allowing it to assassinate foes without alerting their allies to my presence.
Once I passed Lothering and entered the Hinterlands, I felt my bracelet become heavy for a moment as The Lion's heartbeat quickened slightly. It was nearly nightfall, so I decided to camp in the Witchwood under the stars. Whenever the bracelet's weight increased, it meant that he was thinking of me and that he needed me, so I sought him out in my dreams.
It was simple to find him in my dreams. The dasemah'lin acted as a tether to keep us together as I navigated the overly bright and psychedelic realm of dreams. But it was scary to behold the millions of eyes on me, watching as I approached the Lion of my heart with a grin. He was seated on a bed, half covered by his blanket and his heart racing as his eyes was closed in rapture as he moved his hand at a quick rhythm. I then realized what he was doing and intoned doubt to keep my presence a secret while I made sure no demons approached us.
Cullen's hand stroked at his cock with a sure grip, moving slick with pre that dribbled from the tip down to his fingers, filling the room with his intense musk as I settled down in awe, watching intently as he moved, he had no idea that I was watching him masturbate as his fingers began to curl around the hard flesh, drawing out low moans that made my heart sing. The sound of flesh moving against flesh echoed in my mind as he quickened his pace and began to fuck his own hand, my name on his lips as he bucked up into his hand, desperate for release.
I then unthinkingly reached out. My hand prying the flesh out of his hand and into my own as his eyes bolted open, narrowing down on me as he watched me start a slow movement with his cock in my hand. He let out a sigh of relief as he moved to kiss me but I stopped him with a stern look and I quickened my movements as my own cock grew hard.
Cullen then let out a slight growl as my fingers massaged at his tip and at the small shards that dotted his shaft. His eyes looked at me with a look of utter lust as I wrapped both my hands around the rod of flesh and lathered it up with some of his own pre. The former-templar murmured as he bucked into my hand erratically and I brought myself close to him. (This warmth…)
My lover came with a loud roar as streams of seed sputtered about, all over my chest, face and hair. A feeling of satisfaction enveloped me as I wiped some cum from my face and brought it to my lips. I licked at it and the salty taste engulfed me as Cullen flushed. Once, the idea of eating his seed disgusted me but now, it made me feel invigorated as his seed burned as it went down my throat and reminded me that despite everything, I despite the Red, despite Corypheus, despite Solas…I am Cullen's Wolf. I am his alone and…for the love of Whoever created us- I feel alive by the grace his love.
"Maker's breath…" Ma vhenan stammered as I climbed onto the bed beside him and hugged at his chest. He held me close and began to pull at my breeches with his claw but I stopped him with a kiss at his hairline. "I really miss you."
"I miss you too Cullen. I'm glad to see that you're as virile as ever. I was hoping that you'd wait for me…"
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean- I mean I did but- Maker's mercy- I was hard and you- uh…um-" Cullen blushed as I moved for his cock and kissed the tip and teased at the shaft with my fingers.
"When I saw you going at it, I considered watching in the dark. I'd watch as you came with my name, screaming on the top of your voice. I would watch was you painted the floor with your cum and I would wish that you filled me up with that cum. It's so hot and sticky, my love. I want it all over me even if it's messy. Just another affirmation that I am yours."
"What a bad wolf you are…"
"Will you punish me for being bad then?" I gave Cullen an innocent look as I reached for his cock and he hardened again at my touch, a loud growl on his lips as he pulled me into a feverish kiss. He then pulled away and pointed to my erection.
"I will, but what about you? Do you-"
"Don't worry. I'm saving myself for when we're together. I want to cum over and over with your name on my tongue as I scream out in ecstasy."
"Maker…don't talk like that…I'll cum again if you tease me."
I tightened my grip on Cullen's cock as he sighed and pre dribbled down from his tip to my fingers as I began a slow motion of pumping his flesh. He let out a needy howl as I kissed at his shaft and grinned at him.
"Cum again then, by all means vherain. I am yours."
I resumed my hike after bringing my love to release again. He would wake up spent and happy, for now that was enough for me. It wouldn't take long to get to Honnleath. Without my wolf overcoat, people were none the wiser to my identity but it was quite comical to walk by and have someone gossip about what the Wolf did in Denerim or even to hear who the Lion disgraced in Orlais or Antiva.
We were a force (not an organisation) to be reckoned with, a force in opposition to Fen'Harel and the Qunari. A force of order against the chaos to come in the years ahead but somehow, despite all my Lion's reassurances, I was ill at ease.
The only real rest I allowed myself was at Cullen's side. When I slept without him beside me physically, I would have the strangest dreams of death and despair. No amount of fadewalking or dreamscaping would tear me out of them and I would never remember any details except the sounds of splashing water.
I passed through Redcliffe and I was greeted by Connor Guerrin. He was our agent there to ensure Arl Teagan remained sedate. (That asshole and his "King" will pay for treating my sister as cruelly as they did during the Exalted Council!) The youth briefed me during my stay at The Gull and Lantern. The situation in Ferelden was largely under control. After Celene's stupid stunt in Orlais and the intelligence reports that Briala provided, we were able to wrest control of Orlais from the Empress. She was merely a puppet upon the throne. Now Alistair…he was not stupid and he knew that I knew that he wasn't. However- Morrigan provided me with blackmail material if and when the King decided to rebel. He was our pawn for the moment. (Neria's friend or not, Alistair is a fool. He will break.)
Connor provided me with details of potential Tevinter movements in the South. I told him to keep an eye out and to tell the rest of his agents to do the same. He nodded eagerly as he bid me farewell and I retired to my room, Sera snuck in from the window and grinned. (Oh no…not that look)
"Really cleaned them out." Sera giggled as she hugged at my chest and nodded. "Doing good work yeah? Will feed a lot of hungry mouths."
"Are you satisfied with our efforts Sera? Do you think we could do more for the little people?"
"We could always be doing more but…we're doing more than most. That's good innit? Food and gold for everyone- and we got to stick it to nobles. Win-win yeah?"
"Yeah." I simpered as I collapsed on the bed with a tired sigh. Sera lay down beside me with a concerned look in eyes as she curled up against me.
"What's wrong Wolfy? I thought you'd be happy. You'll get to joust with Lionheart again soon. He'll remember you and then you can have all the fun times you want, innit?" The elf stroked my cheek while looked up at the ceiling. She then gasped slightly when her fingers grazed a stray tear that involuntarily slid down my cheek. "Josh-Posh…"
"I just…" I began as more tears flowed without my permission and my vision blurred. I felt Sera hug at my chest as her thin hands and fingers encircled me with sisterly warmth. "I feel so helpless. Every morning, he forgets who he is. He remembers everyone and our mission but not our names or his. I never wanted this. I wanted him to be happy and whole. I don't mind reminding him but it hurts to see him lamenting over what he loses each day. "
"Be strong for him, Joshie-Woshie. Cullen-Wullen loves you with all his heart, innit? As much as I love my Widdles, I hope to the Maker that we'll have the same love you guys have. I saw how he looks at you. Like you're his reason to live yeah? I love that. I see it and I want to love Widdles like that."
"You will." I affirmed as Sera wiped at my tears and smiled impishly. "What are you thinking Sera?"
"I'm thinking pranks. Need you smiling and happy. And you're my friend- love you, Curly-Wurly and Sula-Wula to bits. Like family yeah?" Sera rubbed her hands together after helping me back to my feet. I smiled at her as I inwardly cringed. Her pranks were awesome but troublesome. "Don't like family to be sad."
"That's so sweet of you. Thank you."
"It's only right, yeah?" Sera flushed slightly and grinned ear to ear. "I mean- This Lionheart and Wolfy shite; it gives us power to make a difference. You and Cullen are Big Hats now and you're not lording over the little people. I call that badass. Only right if I help keep you happy."
I nodded to she took me outside towards the Chantry with a sinister look on her face as she spotted a few Chantry sisters and brothers sitting together and eating lunch.
"Got an idea. We walk on over there and we feint horror. We shout and scream, collapse on the ground shaking in our boots. They do it too and then- you use your weird magic to spirit us away. Ton of laughs to be had!" Sera giggled as she shoved my shoulder playfully and grinned to herself. "We'll be long gone and watching, whole town will laugh, yeah!"
"I'm in!"
"You can't be that small that you have to announce it to Lionheart. I mean, say what you want but that just sounded…wrong." Sera tittered as we passed a chantry mother and she looked at me with look of horror as she scurried into the chantry, Sera looked at me with a proud look as I flushed deeply and shook my head. "Never gets old!"
"Ugh…Sera, why do I love you again?"
"'Cause I'm fun, I give you ideas to try out with Lionheart and 'cause you're shite at jousting. Admit it Wolfy."
"I am." I smiled at her and nodded. "But I try."
"Keep trying then. I'm sure he's eager to see you. Shite, how long's it been?"
"Three months."
"He must be dying to see you." Sera giggled as we made our way towards the group of brothers and sisters. She then whispered into my ear. I immediately flushed. "Wonder if he's been practicing for you as well. It's a honeymoon, isn't it?"
"It…is. Yeah."
My time with Sera was brief, but she managed to put a smile on my face before leaving to meet up with Calpernia in Orlais for report comparisons. The two of them fostered a weird friendship but between their agents, Moth- uh...Samson's forces and Florianne's diplomacy, The Lion and the Wolf was able to strike hard and fast against foes who threatened the peace.
Within a few days of travelling on foot, I was a few minutes away from Honnleath but there was something odd as I moved through the forest. I kept hearing a slight movement in the underbrush of the forest. Sometimes a small rustle of leaves, other times a twig that snapped. I didn't pay any mind to it until it grew louder and then I heard it: Barking. (A dog-)
A huge dog, roughly about a head shorter than Cullen, slobbered towards me barking and woofing. My fear of large dogs immediately kicked in as it continued to approach me with its tongue out, panting angrily as I backed away.
"N-Nice doggy…" I squeaked as the dog woofed loudly and looked at me with a knowing look. (Ah shit…no...don't-) My willpower was broken in that moment as I darted in the direction of the cabin. I heard the dog chasing after me, barking as I dodged many trees and bushes in the way. I caught sight of Cullen chopping wood at a stump. He looked at me bewildered as I pointed towards the forest, panting and on the verge of tears. "Big dog! There's a big fucking dog after me out there! Help-"
"You're early- Where, my love?! I don't see him!" Cullen dropped the axe in his hand and looked about frantically as I clung to his form. Suddenly, the dog leapt out of the shadows cast by the trees and I jumped into Cullen's arms, my face tucked against him. "Wait- I…"
"Eck! Help Cullen…Big dog…no- don't bite me…hha!" I murmured as I cried into his chest. Cullen kissed my cheek and carried me inside the cabin. He set me down on the bed with a small grin as he wiped my eyes of the tears flowing involuntarily. The dog then appeared beside him and lunged at me. "No- He's going to bite me! Eeep!"
"…Charger likes you. I didn't know you're afraid of Mabari."
"Charger?" I looked at Cullen with a confused look. He chuckled slightly and pointed to the brown dog and stroked its head as it returned to his side.
"I found him after you left. I think he smelt your bracelet and realized that you're my partner. He really likes you it seems." Cullen smiled as the dog approached me and licked at my cheek and ear. I had to hold in a gasp lest Cullen laugh at me. "I like you too." (Aww, thank you Cullen.)
"Uhhh…his breath stinks." I pulled away and shook my head. "At least you don't stink."
"Not that you know of. But you didn't tell us why you're afraid of dogs. You've fought Mabari before…" Cullen flushed slightly when my eyes traced his chest, I realized that all that time was I clinging to his chest; I was clinging to a shirtless, sweaty Cullen wearing only a loose pair of breeches and boots.
"Us?"
"Charger and I." Cullen smiled as the large dog licked his face and nuzzled his hands with a happy bark. "Mabari are clever. They understand what people say."
"I…Moth had a large dog once. She trained it to bite the servants and she told me that she'd tell the dog to bite me and Alara if we ever disobeyed her- just like with her servants. I've been bitten quite a bit. Alara was quite lucky in that regard. Maxwell befriended the dog one day and then the bites stopped. This dog looked at me just like that dog did." The big dog whimpered slightly as Cullen looked at me in understanding. He looked at the dog briefly, and then turned to me with a sad look.
"I can't send him away. He's a friend."
"I know. I won't ask you to. I-I'll get used to the idea Cullen. I will." I managed to smile as Cullen moved onto the bed and I realized that Sulahn wasn't around. "Where's our daughter? I was hoping to see her before we…"
"Oh…uh right." Cullen coughed and flushed red. "Bethany and Branson took her to Val Royeaux while we're on our honeymoon. I hope you don't mind. I wanted it to be just the two of us."
"And Charger." Right then as if on cue, the dog barked happily and licked at Cullen's hands as ma vhenan stroked its fur.
"And Charger." Cullen chuckled as he kissed my forehead. I leaned into the contact and placed my hands on his sweaty chest, tracing his hard abs and the shards that lingered about his flesh. He let out a small growl as I did so and grinned.
"I don't mind. This honeymoon was long overdue. Before the Conclave, everything was so slapdash and quick. Two years…We didn't even have a chance to have a romantic night together since the whole ordeal with Solas."
"I know and I want to make things right. Tonight it will only be me and you here. We will have a chance to breathe for once in our lives. No problems outside this cabin, only us."
"And Charger…" I smiled. I then gave Cullen a sad look as I traced his hairline. "Where's Ashara?"
"Tevinter. She couldn't bear to stay here any longer. She wants to find Solas- I understand that. So…Dorian's keeping her an eye on her at his family estate in Qarinus along with Iron Bull, Rosalie and Krem."
"Oh yes. I remember that place. Lovely gardens." I nodded as Cullen pointed outside and towards a bulging bag on the kitchen table.
"I've bought some vegetables. You could start preparing the soup while Charger and I hunt. There's ample chopped wood to start the fire." Cullen murmured as he pulled on a loose shirt and unhooked his sword from the wall. I was sad to see his muscle covered up with cotton. It was always nice to see him in motion and ogle what was ultimately mine. "Will you be alright alone love?"
I pulled Cullen into a passionate kiss and smiled as I licked at his scar briefly. Charger seemed to like it as he barked happily and rubbed at our legs with his fur.
"I'll be fine, ma vhenan. I will make you an amazing dinner."
"I can't wait." Cullen grinned as he left with the dog for the forest, leaving me to start preparing the soup. I dropped my pack on the bed and pulled off my armor, opting to bath quickly. I then changed into a long lambswool tunic and a thick pair of black slacks while I moved about the cabin barefoot. I hummed a song as I washed, chopped and cooked various vegetables whilst simmering up a lovely, aromatic broth with some spices I kept on hand to liven up any food I ate on the move. (Mmmmm…)
Cullen returned within an hour and it was already sunset. He handed me several portions of ram meat that he managed to secure with the dog's help. I made sure to wash out any blood and dirt and then marinated the meat with my spices. Cullen looked a bit worried but I assured him that I knew what I was doing.
Once the meat cooked and the soup was prepared; it began to drizzle outside so I shut the door but left the windows open while Cullen lit some candles, I served the food up with some wine Cullen stashed away under a floorboard from Skyhold. Charger was given a leg of ram with marinade while we ate the soup. Cullen was smiling widely as he slurped down the soup and ate the meat.
"This is so good, my love. Thank you." Cullen kissed my hand as we sat opposite each other. I blushed as he traced my cheek. I cooed into his touch and nodded.
"Oh Cullen…I made it with love for the man I love." I kissed his lips and relished in the taste he had as his tongue moved against mine, slowly, tenderly as we kissed for what seemed to be ages until I heard a sound I dreaded: panting.
I turned to my right and let out a gasp inside Cullen's mouth that made us end the kiss abruptly. Cullen shrugged as Charger wagged his tail and woofed as he settled down in the corner near the window.
"He's quite the curious one, isn't he?" I chuckled and Charger woofed as Cullen to rinse the plates clean. The rain started to pour down, so I moved to close the windows. When I turned around, Cullen was laying down on the bed, the plate neatly packed away as he beckoned me seductively with a finger. I approached and lay down beside him, grinning at him as we lay face to face.
"It's our honeymoon Mr. Lavellan-Rutherford." Cullen kissed at my neck and I my heart skip a beat as his teeth grazed the skin he always bit down on. (It was so sensitive to touch…it felt electric.)
"I know, Mr. Stanton Rutherford." I placed a kiss at his scar and smiled as Cullen purred. "I want you to take me."
"I always take you." Cullen snickered and looked at me amused. Charger woofed and I flushed when I realized that the dog understood what Cullen said.
"Take me slowly."
"Slowly?"
"We always are in a hurry. For once I want us to slow down. In here, we are not the Lion and the Wolf. We are simply Cul and Josh: Joined at the hip. No world to save tonight. Tonight we have each other." I flushed further and Cullen merely smiled at me as he wrapped me in his arms and kissed my forehead.
"We can do that, certainly ma fen." Cullen grinned as he began to pull off his shirt. I savored every second as he pulled away from me, allowing me to watch as his hardened chest was revealed by candlelight and my breath hitched at the sight of his body. It was beautiful. Cullen guffawed as I traced a few scars over his abs and looked at him with love as my fingers danced over his warm flesh. "Touching me never gets old does it?"
"Never- Especially when a man is as handsome and ripped as you are…I'd touch you all day but then nothing would get done. Luckily, there's a lot more to you than just beauty, I love who you are completely." I whispered as I pulled off my tunic and I blushed when Cullen's eyes moved over my chest. He touched tenderly as he traced lines over my smaller torso.
"I like your body: graceful, just right…not too big or too small. It's perfect- just like who you are inside." Cullen kissed my neck and I let out a small cry.
"T-Thank you."
"For?" Cullen murmured as he licked at my neck
"Loving me. I am fortunate to have found a life partner in you."
"As am I." The lion purred as I helped him to undo his breeches and to slide them down. My hands lingered on his legs, sliding about his thighs. He let out a small growl as my fingers grazed his smalls but I quickly pulled away with a haughty look and began to strip off my own pants as Cullen tossed his pants aside. Once I was down to my smalls, Cullen moved his hands down to my own thighs and kneaded the flesh.
Cullen then moved to remove my underwear. It slid off with ease and I had to stifle a moan as Cullen removed his own smalls and pressed himself slowly to my own cock. We started a slow grind beside each other as Cullen kissed at my neck. My flesh hardened against my ma vhenan and I felt him shudder as we moved, his own need, hard and rubbing fiercely against mine.
"Do you want to stay this way…or…?" I trailed off but Cullen shook his head. He got up from the bed and retrieved a vial of scented oil from the nightstand. He asked me to lay flat on my back as he eased up my legs and poured some lubricant on his fingers. He moved his hands to my entrance, spreading the lube about. He looked at me with lust in his eyes as his fingers stopped short of my ass.
"Are you comfortable?"
I nodded and let out a hiss as I felt him ease a single finger inside. It was a unpleasant yet warm feeling as his finger moved deeper and deeper, pressing into me, moving and pushing open until suddenly a second finger was added, doubling the sensations as the tips touched and mapped out the tight tunnel of heat and flesh. Cullen looked at me in worry as I moaned out but I assured him that I was ready for the third finger.
A wave of pleasure washed over me as Cullen eased the third digit inside. I felt like I was on the verge of bursting as he touched me in a way that made me quake from the inside out. I grabbed hold of his claw and gave him a glare that he knew all too well and he slowly retracted his fingers. I was left, aching for him to fill the emptiness inside me.
"Cullen…" I managed to mewl as the man in question looked at me with a grin as he released my legs so they could rest. "I-I need you."
"I need you too, vhenan." Cullen kissed my cheek and went to work with his cock, slicking it up with the oils. He then pushed me flat to the bed as he leaned over me, his cock sliding against my entrance as he came face to face to me, smiling as he stilled for a moment and kissed my lips.
"Are you ready, Josh?"
"I am yours Cullen. Please take me." My husband nodded as he slowly eased his head inside. The feeling was beyond anything I could describe, the best I could compare it to…is like having your soul caressed. Cullen slowly moved his cock against my walls, taking slow thrusts, in then out as he slowly but surely eased more and more of himself inside.
I could feel myself pressing on him as he managed to sink himself completely inside me. It was weird, but in a good way as Cullen gritted his teeth and moved to kiss me, still buried inside me to the hilt, each movement he made with his lips made his cock move slightly against me. He muttered my name as I licked at his scar and he started to slowly pull out.
He pressed me flush to the bed, his chest over mine as he pressed into me again, slowly filling me up and giving me a sense of safety as I wrapped my arms around him. I didn't want to let him go. It was so wonderful to have him inside me, even without movement- it felt right like he belonged there. I could tell from the look on Cullen's face that he felt the same was he nibbled on my ear.
"Do you like me inside you?" Cullen smiled as he traced my hairline with his claw. He grinned briefly as he started to pull out again, then he eased himself back inside.
"I do, Cullen." I gave the former-templar a grin as I kissed his scar. "Do you like being inside me?"
"…My body knows no other home."
"Oh Cullen…" I managed to grin as ma vhenan bottomed out and hit my prostate. A tingling sensation washed over me from inside out, making me writhe as Cullen stayed firmly hilted inside me and kissed my lips.
It was wondrous to be joined so intimately. The slightest movement incited a fire in me and I could see that Cullen himself was stopping himself from fucking me senseless as he watched me intently. The Red Lion's eyes shined crimson in the dark. For anyone else, it would invoke fear and horror but for me, it made me want to kiss him all day as I stroked his neck and savored in the feeling his neck stubble had as my fingers grazed over it, slowly moving upward to his scar as he pulled out completely and thrust inside again.
"Whatever created this world must have taken all of it's time to create you, Cullen. You are so perfect my love. I touch you and I cannot believe what I am touching: you're so handsome and sweet…just right in every way. No matter what happens to us Cullen- I don't regret this. I am here with you and you make me feel so loved."
"I think I like slow sex. I didn't know it could make you so...romantic." Cullen chuckled as he held me fast in his arms. I wrapped my own arms around his toned chest and I was filled with overwhelming heat as Cullen pulled out then pushed into me again, touching my prostate and sending me over the edge with stars blinding my vision. Heat pooled at my loins and I came on myself and Cullen. My walls contracted around ma vhenan and he roared as he hugged at my chest, lifting me into his arms and pumping into me slowly. "Maker's breath…you're so tight! I can't…do you want me inside when I…?"
"Yes…" I managed as Cullen pulled at my chest and thrust into me, his cock twitched inside me when my walls cracked down on him. I felt wave after wave of elation hit me from the inside as Cullen slowed his pace as he came. The sticky heat filled me with a feeling of warmth as Cullen pulled out of me with a slight 'pop' and rolled off of me, settling beside me as I curled up into his form and kissed his scar.
"This was good- Really good." Cullen panted as he moved to kiss me but stopped when he realized that we both were covered by my seed. He got up from the bed and got some clean towels. "I'll clean us up first. We have a long week ahead my love. Best we rest while we can so we can make the most of our time alone."
"With Charger."
"Yes, with Charger." Cullen tittered.
The dog barked happily but whined when we both looked over the corner he was in. He had his paws over his eyes and shook his head comically.
"Oh Maker, was he watching us all this time?!"
"I thought he was sleeping!"
"Woof!" Charger nodded and approached the bed once we were clean and under the blankets in our undergarments. He climbed between us and panted happily as Cullen stroked his fur. The dog pawed at my back with a slight whine as I turned to face him and Cullen as the storm outside intensified and turned the night frigid as we huddled together,
"Okay fine. I like you Charger...a lot."
"Woof!"
"He likes you too."
I was unable to control my dreams that night as the sounds of water engulfed me.
I heard a man speaking but I couldn't make out the words as I was plunged from grey into a pool of murky green, held down but a powerful hand as I saw three pairs of eyes watching from above the pool as I thrashed about to free myself, the sound of distorted splashes filling my thoughts.
Try as I might to break free, I was unable to get away and my mouth opened as I tried to breathe…Water filled me as I fought back, but I was kept in place and my eyes closed as I was filled with water,
I woke up with a shrill gasp. Cullen immediately looked at me in concern as Charger licked at my face. I explained to him about the dream I had and he sighed as he eased me into his arms, holding me tight to his chest as he kissed my forehead.
"I'm so sorry that you saw that."
"Why are you sorry?" I pulled away from Cullen briefly and looked into his eyes. He looked right back at me with a sorrowful look in his red eyes. Charger whined slightly, so I turned to him. I was met by a cold hand to my forehead and a remorseful Cole who sighed. (What are you doing- ?)
"Forget."
My mind blanked out as I wiped at my eyes and felt Cullen pull me back down to the pillows, Charger moved from the bed, panting as he settled down into his corner and I traced my fingers over Cullen's scar.
"I…think I had a bad dream, Cullen."
"Do you want to talk about it?"
"I don't remember it. I'm sorry if I woke you up." I kissed Cullen's cheek as he smiled at me. "Do you know who I am?"
"The love of my life."
"My name, Cullen..."
"Sorry. It's…I don't know." Ma vhenan gritted his teeth and a tear fell from his eyes. "Darn it! How can I forget your name like this? I'm so…broken." (You are not!)
"I'm Joshua. I love you Cullen." I straddled his hips and grinned when he hardened at my touch, making his underpants tent as I kissed his scar and lapped up his tear with my tongue. "I will remind you forever if I have to. You are not broken Cullen. You are my lion and I am your wolf."
"You are amazing, Josh. Thank you."
"I love you. It's that simple, ma vhenan."
