"Cullen" Maerwynne cooed, her face mere inches from his as he lay beneath her, pinned to the floor by Maerwynne's thighs. "Are you just going to lie there?" She smirked, loose curls falling from their binding to tickle at his face as she leant over him.
He lifted his hands to her hips, smirking back as he replied with a chuckle, "That depends, are you just going to sit there?"
She leaned in closer so their noses brushed, breaths mingling as she whispered, "I can think of worse ways to spend the day."
"Enough" came a disgruntled voice from their side. "If you two are going to get, romantic, then I'm leaving."
"Yeah" Bull concurred , a humorous glint in his eyes. "The seeker could have spent the afternoon reading if she wanted to see this crap."
The seeker in question rounded on him. "Careful Qunari" Cassandra warned, "you'll remember I'm the one you're duelling next."
"Go easy on him Cass," Maerwynne uttered with a grunt as she hauled herself off the commander. "After all, he's not wrong."
Cassandra scoffed with a roll of her eyes, "nobody asked you" she scowled as she turned to once again assault a practice dummy.
Maerwynne turned around with a cackle, a hand poised to help Cullen off the floor, only to find him standing there; her daggers in hand.
"You've certainly improved with these," he said with an approving nod of his head as he handed her the weapons. "Perhaps you're ready to try them in the field after all."
Maerwynne's grin grew at Cullen's admission. "You really think so?" She chirped, pitch rising in her elation.
He scoffed , though not unkindly. "I didn't let you take me to the ground, despite what you may think. And Besides," his voice softened slightly, "if I thought it may harm your chances of coming back to me, I'd throw those things off the battlements."
Maerwynne laughed at that, loud and bright. "No, you wouldn't," she protested with a shake of her head, "because I'd throw you right after them."
"No, I wouldn't" Cullen agreed with a short lived grin, his hand seemingly wanting to reach out to her, its longing denied by their company. "Though the point 're ready to use them, if thats what you wish."
"Maybe" she drawled as she kicked a foot at the grass, "doesn't really feel right though. I trained so hard with my bow and for so long, plus now I'm an artificer. I don't know, perhaps now's not the time to try anything new."
Cullen smiled at her warmly, his eyes wrinkling in the way she loved. "Now may be the only time to try something new." He stepped closer to her then, his words for her ears only, "I may have a few things of my own I'd like to try."
"Ugh" came a grunt that murdered Maerwynnes reply, a smile plumping her cheeks as Cassandra marched past them. "I warned you" the seeker grumbled over her shoulder.
"Twenty silver's she's going for some alone time with her books," Bull bellowed, his laugh just as loud, though his company didn't seem to enjoy his humour quite as much.
"And with that, I'm leaving" Maerwynne scoffed throatily, sheathing her dual bladed daggers as she did so.
"You and me both" Cullen added as he reclaimed his disregarded sword from the dying grass.
"Hey," Bull whined, "if you two want some alone time of your own you just have to say."
Maerwynne grinned as she grabbed the commander by the wrist. "We just did" she informed the smirking Qunari, before marching them straight to his chambers for round two.