Disclaimer: Not mine- of course, hope I didn't make too many mistakes since English is not my first language and it is rather late. Criticism is welcome. Enjoy
Nighttime
The embers in the fireplace were still giving up quite a bit of heath but they couldn't manage to properly heat up the huge room the Inquisitor called home. When she entered the chamber, Cullen was already lying in bed, eyes closed firmly. She quietly undressed herself and snuggeled herself under the sheets. „You are back." The Commander murmured sleepyly when she cuddeled closer to him, before she could press her cold feet against his warm legs.
„I am." she whispered softly whilst nestling up to him, putting her arm over his naked chest. Playfully she begann tracing her finger around some of his scars, starting to cover her lover's neck with kisses. She hadn't seen him in over three weeks. Her hand wandered towards his neither regions.
„Not tonight." he murmured, his voice tired and with a slight hint of regret whilst he placed his large hand over her wandering one. „I've got a headache." „Oh." „She propped herself up. „A headache or an I-wish-that-The-Iron_Bull-would-split-my-head-open-with-an-axe-headache?" „The later one, I'm afraid." he managed a weak smile, eyes firmly closed.
The Inquisitor noted the small bottle of some powerfull sleeptonic on her nightstand and how -even in the dim glow of the embers- pale and exhausted he looked. Still, there was a look of satisfaction, a slight feel of happiness around him. She leaned in and gave him a kiss on the forehead, one on the cheek and a long one on his soft lips. Then she made herself comfortable, wedged in between his chest and his arm.„I'm glad you are back safe." the man murmured. „No, you're not." she whispered with a slight giggle before pressing her icy feet against his tighs.