So I had this idea to do a collection sort of thing with precious moments between my inquisitor and Cullen but that kinda morphed into a smutty version of itself. I really don't have any experience writing this sort of thing but here goes nothing I guess!
Remember that this is written for a matureaudience. Maturelanguage and content follows! Enjoy!

It started with a curious knock on his door. She just wanted to get some reports and see how things were moving along. It was innocent, really. It was just a bonus that she got to see his handsome face. And the devilish smirk on his lips.

"Enter." Came the reply to her knock.

"Have anything for me, Commander?" Amelia asked, gliding over and perching herself on the edge of his desk.

Cullen raised an eyebrow. "Not at the moment, Inquisitor. Just finishing up some reports on the Western Approach." He looked down at the papers in his hands. "Awful place."

"Yes, I remember." She stated wryly. "Well, since you're busy I suppose I should leave you to your work."

She smiled at him then bent over to place a chaste kiss on his cheek making him blush. Jumping off his desk she sauntered to the door but turned on a sudden whim.

"I was wondering . . ." She started then turned around to face the ex-Templar.

He was staring at her keenly. "Yes?"

Two things made Amelia pause. One was the doubt she had about actually asking him her question and the other was the delightfully mischievous look Cullen had on his face.

"Uh, I . . ."

The Commander kept staring at her as he raised himself from his seat. He walked around his desk to lean against the front of it. "What is it, Inquisitor?"

Amelia mentally shook herself. "This might be a bit early for us but . . . How do I say this. Are you . . . Would it be okay if . . . Do you think it would be strange. . . Maker now I'm getting tongue tied!"

Cullen actually laughed then.

"Laughing at me doesn't make it any better!"

"My apologies, my lady." He gave a slight head bow, his mirth lingering on his face. "What is it you would like to say?"

Amelia shook her head. "No, never mind. You're pretty busy anyway so I'll just go."

She turned to leave but quick as lightening Cullen grabbed her wrist, halting her retreat. "Please, don't go."

Amelia couldn't move from him even if she wanted to. Fire burned her wrist where he touched her. Every time he touched her she ached for him. He always left her wanting so much more than what she was given.

He turned her to him, searching her face. He was all gold. Molten gold. She stared into his eyes and somehow she sensed he reacted to her the same way she reacted to him. Her breath caught in her throat. He let go of her wrist and they backed away from
each other, both feeling overwhelmed by the intensity of their arousal.

Amelia cleared her throat loudly. "So . . ."

"Inquisitor."

Amelia's head snapped up and she saw heat in his eyes. Her body responded instinctively and she could see he noticed immediately. Then his posture and whole demeanor changed.

"Amelia."

His voice was little more than a whisper but it held more emotion than most conversations she's had. It was the first time he'd called her by name. Not "my lady", not "herald", not even "inquisitor" and the result was a wave of desire that inflamed her
cheeks and pooled low in her belly. She swallowed hard. All traces of his boyish shyness was gone, replaced with a predator.

He stalked toward her and she unconsciously took a step backward. She felt the wall at her back and in the next moment she found herself pinned against it with just the heat of his gaze. To her right was the door to his office and she desperately hoped
nobody walked in on this scene.

As if sensing her thoughts, he reached over and closed then clicked the lock in place, effectively sealing them in.

"Commander, I- "

He growled low in his throat. It was a sound of displeasure.

"Say my name."

Amelia closed her eyes. His voice shooting straight through her and piercing her core deliciously.

"Cullen."

He groaned. Whatever she had thought of saying quickly fled her mind as she focused on his lips. He was closer now, his body almost pressing into hers. The lust in his golden gaze set her body afire and she couldn't think of a time when she had craved
his touch more. Maker, she was wet with wanting and he hadn't even touched her yet!

Then a knock sounded at the door. "Commander, it's Cassandra. I need to speak with you."

Cullen closed his eyes, summoning his patience. He opened the door and Amelia held her breath. "I apologize Cassandra. I cannot get away from my desk at the moment. Another time, perhaps?"

Amelia couldn't see the seeker's expression but the tone in her voice said it all. "Come find me when you're not busy then."

Cullen gave a terse nod and closed the door, locking it once more. He sighed heavily before returning his smoldering golden gaze to Amelia. She shivered despite the heat he sent through her.

"If – if it's important then you should probably go talk to her."

Cullen responded by taking a step closer and caging her between his arms, one on either side of her head. He was so close now Amelia could feel his hot breath fan her face. He smelled of mint and musk. He smelled delicious.

"Fuck Cassandra."

Amelia's grey eyes shot up and stared into his. "W-what?"

"Actually, I'd rather it be you."

Amelia willed her legs to keep her standing. Did he just . . . ? Maker, have mercy. She was so turned on it was a sin.

Without anymore preamble Cullen bent his head down and kissed her hard. This wasn't like the rushed kiss they first shared on the battlements, or even the chaste kisses they've shared since. This was . . . Primal. Intoxicating. He slipped an arm around
her waist and pulled her as close as he could. Armor tends to get in the way of that sort of thing.

He deepened the kiss. His tongue darting out to lick at her lips, demanding entrance, which she readily gave. Wrestling ensued as each fought for dominance over the other. Eventually, they had to pull away for air. Amelia was panting like she had fought
a pride deamon. Her lips were red and puffy and her eyes glazed over with lust. Cullen smirked pridefully and kissed her once more.

Amelia felt Cullen brush a hand over her breast and she moaned at the contact. Being in her casual clothing while at Skyhold definitely had its advantages. Cullen took the noise to be a good one and kneaded more firmly. Yes, she thought, more! Her fingers
wound their way into his curly blond tresses and lightly tugged. He groaned, the sound making her core contract.

They broke apart for more air and Amelia realized the other entrances to Cullen's office stood wide open. She stared wide eyed right into the face of Dorian. Cullen hugged her closer.

"Oh, don't mind me." Dorian waved them on with a smirk.

Cullen growled and raced to close the door. He did so with a bang, making sure the lock slid in place. Dorian's laughter could be heard but neither Cullen nor Amelia payed and attention to him. Cullen stripped himself of his armor as he raced to lock
the third door to his office then stalked back to Amelia. She unconsciously licked her lips. He was a beautiful sight to behold. He only wore a tunic and breeches by the time he came upon her again.

"Amelia."

She shivered.

Another flurry of kisses.

"Cullen, touch me."

He didn't need any more encouragement than that. His hands were on her and each touch was bliss, making her ache like she's never known.

He slid his hands under her tunic, practically ripping it off her, and palmed her breast. The skin to skin contact made her dizzy. Her head fell back and she griped his arms for support. He ground himself into her, pressing her tighter against the wall.
His cock was screaming for attention. So she obliged, shoving down his breeches and taking him firmly in hand. Maker he was large!

"Maker . . . Fuck." Cullen hissed.

His words made her core ache unbearably and she rubbed her thighs together to help relieve some pressure. Cullen noticed and chuckled softly.

"I can help you with that."

His words sent a jolt through her and he could feel her juices leaking through her trousers. He quickly untied her laces and shoved his hand down her pants. He palmed her over her small clothes, the contact making her squirm in delight. He pushed her
panties aside and ran a finger through and up her slick folds, eliciting a cry from her lips.

"You're so wet for me already." Cullen groaned.

He swirled his finger around and came to rest upon her pearl. He stroked her with the lightest of touches. Amelia's hips rocked forward. Cullen smirked, sinking his middle digit into her moist heat. He slid his finger out and back in again, adding another.
He continued his ministrations while keeping his thumb rubbing her bundle of nerves, winding her up tighter and tighter. His mouth placed wet, heated kisses on her neck, his teeth nibbling at her tender flesh.

The tightness in her belly, the throbbing in her core was almost unbearable. It was painfully pleasurable. Amelia thrust her hips forward again and again seeking release from the steady torture of Cullen's devilish fingers.

"Cullen. Cullen, please!"

Cullen's voice was husky in reply. "Amelia, come for me."

With the combination of his voice, his words, and the way his magic fingers sped up their tempo, Amelia came hard. She cried out his name and clenched around his fingers, more of her juices spilling onto his hand. She saw blots of color behind her closed
lids as she rode his thick digits through her orgasm.

"Beautiful." Cullen whispered in her ear, sending a pleasurable jolt to her over sensitive core.

Amelia's arms were wrapped tightly around the Commander's neck to keep herself from falling as she found her legs wouldn't hold her up any longer. She was panting, still coming down from her orgasm as he brought his hand from inside her trousers to his
mouth, licking his fingers.

"You taste delicious."

Another jolt of pleasure was sent directly between Amelia's legs and she watched his tongue glide along his fingers, ridding them of her juices. Her breath caught as she stared at him, mesmerized. When he was done he smiled at her.

Cullen's smile startled her out of her stupor and Amelia realized he was naked from the waist down. She grabbed his erection firmly, eliciting a deep groan from the Commander. Encouraged, she started stroking him. He touched his forehead to hers with
a sigh. She couldn't help but kiss him then. Their tongues danced in the slick heat of their mouths as she continued to stroke his impossibly hard cock.

Amelia broke the kiss with a groan and gently pushed Cullen away. His eyes held his confusion until Amelia dropped to her knees. When she looked up at him his golden gaze was full of heated lust. With her eyes still looking into his, Amelia slowly licked
the head of his large cock. Cullen closed his eyes and his head fell back in ecstasy.

Amelia smiled and popped the whole head into her mouth, tongue swirling around it. Cullen let out a throaty growl. Amelia sank her mouth onto him, taking in as much of him as she could without gagging. She let her tongue glide along the underside of his
shaft as she pulled away for air. Cullen's hands gripped her hair, his fingers knotting themselves in the thick strands. Amelia sank her mouth onto him again and Cullen gave a thrust, his control slipping.

Amelia started bobbing her head, taking in as much of him as she could then more. Cullen thrust into her mouth using his hands in her hair to pull her to him. Amelia took him down her throat and the tightness of it was almost too much for him.

"Fuck." Cullen's fingers gripped her hair tight.

Amelia hummed while Cullen was still in her throat and the vibrations shattered his resolve. He thrust into her mouth and down her throat at a rapid pace, barely giving Amelia enough time to breathe. His cock was swelling and Amelia knew he was about
to release. She took one last gulp of air and shoved his member so far down her throat her nose hit his belly.

"Oh fuck . . . Amelia." Cullen choked out releasing into her throat.

She swallowed all that she could and came up gasping for air. Both panting Cullen untangled his hands from her hair and stood her up onto her feet. He took her mouth in a searing kiss.

"That was . . . Incredible." He whispered.

Amelia smiled.

A knock sounded at the door. "Commander, I have a note from Seeker Pentaghast. Extremely urgent, she said."

Cullen heaved a long sigh. "We shall continue this later."

His hand came up to caress Amelia's cheek as she righted her clothing.

She looked into his golden eyes. "Yes, we shall."

Cullen pulled up his breeches then gathered his armor. Amelia slipped out another door as Cullen opened the door the runner knocked on. Excitement thrummed through her as she made her way down from the battlements. She should check in with the Commander
more often.