A/N Felt like smut today. ENJOY
Sybil was exhausted, and easily fell into her bedding, her eyes closing as she took a deep breathe, a soft flush coming to her face as she could scent the remnants of The Commander. He'd been in her bed last night, not for the reasons most men would be though, no last night they had spent the entirety of night talking, until they had both fallen into a deep dreamless sleep. She'd awoken first, and had watched his face as he slept, thinking of how much she had wished to do this in the tower so many years ago. She had been ready to watch him sleep all morning, but he had awaken with a surprised jerk, she was certain it was because of his shirt still being on. They had stared into the others eyes for a few moments, before he'd rolled and fell out of her bed, his face red all the way to his ears, causing a soft giggle to escape her as he swore. He had scrambled to his feet, apologizing, before he'd grabbed the armor he had removed the night previously to join her in that bedding. She'd watched him leave, a smile still on her face as he pulled it on and closed the door with his foot. Pulling back to the present, Sybil would close her eyes and hold that pillow close to her, half her face buried within it as she inhaled once more and felt that old, familiar molten sensation enter her stomach. A soft whimper would leave her, as her hand would slide along her body, breathe pitching and then pushed out on a soft gasp as he would begin to touch her sensitive bundle of nerves. Cheeks turning a dusty rose coloring as her fingers worked her favorite magic, breathing hitching and pushed out on sighs and groans of pleasure. Continuing the motions she'd breathe in more, the closer she got to that peak, her voice rising slowly, before the crest came for her, and she'd groan louder then she'd intended, his name escaping her in the same breathe. "Cullen…!" The thump from the other side startled her, causing her to jump from the bed, and after three long strides she would pull the door open. Prepared to attack at a potential intruder, only to pull up short when she found familiar golden eyes, and deeply red skin.
The Commander stood on the other side of the door, having been about to knock to apologize for staying over the night before, when he'd heard her groan, his actions having stopped as he felt his heart and stomach dip, wondering if she'd brought another to her room. Cullen had found himself getting to know the girl who'd once been in his charge more then he had before while at Kinloch with her, meeting the woman she'd become in their time apart, and had found himself being drawn more and more to her. The night before had been an oversight on his part, the sound of her voice lulling him into sleep. Though now, he stood before her, seeing that flush on her cheeks, his name being called in that breathy tone loud enough for any who had passed to hear her, he felt a familiar and yet foreign warmth fill his body, his face filling with the red color he knew so well, staring at her as he tried to think of what to say, before saying the first thing that came to mind.
"You called…?"