Summary:

All good things must come to an end!
And what way to end the day!

This chapter brings you:
beach time without the family
and our eagerly awaited, return home!
(well ok, I was eager)

Notes:

NSFW
- And we're back to our regularly scheduled programing. Here thar be: naughty language, innuendo, and a might bit o' happy fun playtime! I hope you enjoy! :)

All recognizable content belongs to Bioware/EA Games
All twisted perversions therein,
I will take my own credit for, thank-you very much!

Cocktails & Cheese

Cullen and Alistair - A Modern Day AU

Chapter 14

A Day at the Beach - Part 3

Cullen threaded his fingers through Alistair's as they watched Mia ascend the stairs with Emma. "I appreciate you putting up with my family today. I can't remember the last time I had so much fun." He looked at their hands and smiled at how perfectly they fit together.

Alistair pulled their fingers to his lips, kissing them gently before he placed Cullen's hands at the small of his back. Draping his arms over Cullen's shoulders, he grinned, "I know I promised to behave today, but now that we're alone, I just want to..." He finished that thought by chasing the closeness they'd been avoiding all day; kissing him deeply, passionately.

Coming up for air, lost in each other's eyes, their hands continued to gently caress one another. Cullen found his voice first, "Mmm, I think this still constitutes as behaving. I'm definitely not complaining. We have a few hours worth of daylight left before I take you home with me, is there anything you'd like to do before we pack up?"

"Other than the obvious?" Alistair quirked an eyebrow as he ran his hands over Cullen's chest, teasing one of his nipples as he passed over it. "I would be content to stay in your arms for the rest of the day, but this place is breathtaking. I'm actually torn between this view," he placed a tender kiss on the corner of Cullen's mouth. "Or this view." Turning in his arms, Alistair faced the water and leaned back against Cullen's chest with their cheeks lightly touching.

Placing a lingering kiss on Alistair's cheek, Cullen held him close; breathing in time and enjoying the tenderness of the moment. "I am content with you here in my arms, but we do have limited daylight left, maybe we should make the most of our trip before we run out of time."

"I would love to explore." Alistair turned again, his eyes glistening with excitement. "Would you mind showing me around? I am in awe of how gorgeous it is here. A private beach probably has many stories to its name and I would love to hear about some of your favorite memories."

"And maybe make a few new ones?" he asked with a wink.

Alistair grinned deviously, "I wouldn't be opposed, but as you said… we only have limited daylight left and we are having another sleepover, so we can always save those memory making experiences for later. I can be very patient with the right motivation."

"Worth waiting for?"

"Definitely worth waiting for." Alistair's lips met Cullen's and time seemed to stop as they savored the moment.

Grinning, Cullen admitted, "There may be a secret or two around here that I wouldn't mind unearthing for you. Let's take care of our camp first and then I'll give you the tour." He pulled Alistair in for another kiss, then reluctantly let him go. Together they folded up the blankets and umbrella and laid them at the foot of the stairs before heading off, hand-in-hand, down the beach.

They talked while they walked; Alistair asking questions and Cullen sharing stories about growing up with his siblings. Walking as far as they could to the south, they turned and headed back in the other direction, following the gentle curve of the waves as they crashed along the shore. Cullen talked about his parents' passing and the house being left to the four of them to share and keep in the family. They also spoke of chess matches, Mia being a sore loser, and the ultimate tantrum she threw when Cullen finally beat her at her own game. They discussed volleyball, soccer and how competitive the Rutherfords were when it came to their beach sports.

As they neared the north end of the cove, Cullen let their banter fade. Facing Alistair, he pulled him in for a quick kiss. One kiss led to more; tongues dancing together as they stood with their arms wound around each other-comfortable and content as the waves lapped at their toes.

In the silence of the moment, Alistair began to hear new sounds; different from the waves and seabirds that'd been singing to them all day. Breaking from the kiss, he cocked his head to one side. Listening intently, he began to hear the distinct sound of water splashing into water. He watched as a smirk teased at the corners of Cullen's lips and excitement danced in his eyes.

He looked around to try to find the source of the new sound. They were standing next to a dense crop of trees that at first glance, appeared to be impenetrable. Cullen pulled him in the direction of the tree's, brushing a large leafed branch to the side, a small trail became visible.

They walked for a few hundred yards along the narrow trail, the sounds of birdsong and splashing water becoming more prominent. Stopping suddenly, Cullen reached out and parted the leaves once again, beckoning Alistair through before him.

As he emerged on the other side, Alistair gasped in surprise. He scanned the clearing, taking in the splendor that surrounded him. He was looking at a clear, freshwater pool of water surrounded by thick lush greenery. The bright red, blue, and green plumage of the birds could be seen amongst the canopy of trees all around them. The splashing that he heard, came from the breathtaking waterfall on the other side of this beach oasis.

Feeling Cullen's arms wrap around him from behind and his lips brushing against his shoulder, Alistair whispered in awe, "I thought this was perfect before, but this… this place has been touched by Andraste herself."

"I'm glad you think so too. I've never actually brought anyone but family back here. This was always my secret hideaway. Growing up with my siblings, this place was always quiet; only the sound of the water and birds to keep me company."

"Did you come here often?"

Cullen shrugged, taking Alistair's hand, he led him closer to the pool, "I love my brother and sisters, but they were very loud. I would come here to clear my head. Of course, they would always find me eventually."

"You were happy here," Alistair asserted.

"I was. I still am. The last time I was here was the weekend before I left for Templar training. My parents wanted to have one last vacation together as a whole family. That was the last time we were all together, actually. It was so long ago, though judging by the well worn trail, it looks like someone else has taken to hiding back here now." Cullen let his eyes wander over the little oasis, "Would you like to see the best part?" He grinned sheepishly.

"You mean there's more?" Alistair looked around in disbelief. "How can you top this?"

Stepping up to the edge of the pond, Cullen looked quickly over his shoulder and winked before diving in.

Alistair watched in the clear water as Cullen swam towards the waterfall then disappeared beneath it. When he didn't return, Alistair realized that he was probably meant to follow; so he dove in after him, to find out what other wonders this place held.

Coming up for air on the backside of the waterfall, Alistair found himself inside a small cave that was carved into the side of the cliff. It was dark, damp, and much cooler than it was outside. The only illumination came from the golden glow of the late afternoon light as it shone through the flowing water and the softer glow of deep mushrooms as they gently lit the interior of the cave. The waterfall itself was the only entrance or exit to this magical hidden grotto.

Cullen sat on a ledge at the edge of the water with his feet dangling inside the pool looking quite pleased with himself. Alistair swam up to him and wrapped his arms around Cullen's waist while the rest of his body stayed submerged.

"My siblings had more trouble finding me in here." Cullen grinned mischievously. "Mia was the only one to actually ever succeed." Cullen put a hand out to pull Alistair out of the pool so they could explore the shallow cave within. "My last secret from my childhood home. What do you think?"

"This sure beats the shrubberies I used to hide under in the chantry gardens!" Alistair nuzzled in closer to kiss Cullen again. "This place is truly a paradise. And now I know where we should hide out the next time we need to ditch our responsibilities!"

Cullen chuckled, "Lana would probably still find us."

"That she would." Alistair grinned, "maybe if we bribed her just right, she'd let us get away with it though. At least, for awhile."

"I love the way you think and I'm glad you seem to like it here as much as I do. When we decided to come out here yesterday, this was what I wanted to share with you most." Cullen smiled sheepishly as they walked together back to the edge of the pool.

Alistair wrapped his arm around Cullen's waist as they sat with their feet dangling in the water. "This is perfect. Today has been perfect and you are…" capturing Cullen's cheek with his hand, Alistair claimed his lips instead of verbalizing the rest of the thought.

Sitting together on the ledge, they enjoyed the sounds of the waterfall echoing off the cave walls, the feel of their body's touching, their hearts connected. As time passed, Alistair began to shiver in the cool, damp air.

Cullen wrapped both arms around him to share his warmth. Kissing Alistair sweetly, he whispered, "I should probably get you back out into the warm sunlight."

"Oh I don't know, you seem to warm me up pretty easily. I'll take another of one of those kisses for starters." Leaning in, Alistair took comfort in Cullen's embrace before they slipped back into the water to swim through the waterfall. They splashed and played in the little pool for a while longer, before finally pulling themselves out to head back to camp.

As they gathered their belongings from the foot of the stairs, Alistair took one last look at the beach and silently thanked Mr. Chen for nudging them to come out here today.

They changed out of their wet clothes when they reached the cottage then sat down to eat a quick supper of Chinese leftovers before locking everything up tight and beginning their drive back to the city. The ride home was uneventful and seemed much shorter than the drive out that morning. Once they reached the apartment, Cullen offered Alistair a shower to wash off the remnants of the beach before they retired for the night.

"Barely through the door and already you're trying to get my clothes off. Whatever shall I do with you?" Alistair teased.

"I can think of a few things," Cullen grinned lasciviously as he set their stuff down and pulled Alistair into his arms. "We've been behaving ourselves all day, I think perhaps we've earned a little reward?" Cullen nibbled at the pulsepoint on Alistair's neck then peppered kisses across his jaw till he reached his lips. Kissing them chastely, he added, "Unless, of course, you're too tired. As much as I would enjoy making love to you tonight, I would be completely content to lay with you in my arms and kiss you until we drift off to sleep."

Alistair ran his hands up Cullen's back, "I think I'll take option number three."

"Which is?"

"All of the above." Alistair grinned, "And since I'm being so demanding; I believe I'll have you join me in that shower as well."

Cullen raised one eyebrow, "Mmm, I think I'd like that. And I think I like this assertive side of you; normally I'm the one giving orders. I'm a little out of practice at taking them."

"Oh, I think you took it quite well-last night."

"We're not talking about giving orders any more, are we?" Cullen laughed, "And if I remember correctly, that was technically-this morning."

"Details, details; and no, we're not." Alistair grinned, "We never actually discussed our preferred positions; until you handed me the oil, I'd have taken you for a top."

"You can take me any way you want me; I don't actually favor any one more than another." Cullen winked then kissed Alistair deeply. "Do you?"

"That is… good to know. And no, I don't... not really. I never thought I'd find someone who'd be willing to switch with me. Most people have a preference, but I... like a little variety."

"Oh, I have a preference. There's this gorgeous bartender that I've been fantasizing about for months now. And after the last few days… I'm beginning to suspect that he might feel the same about me"

"So, what gave him away?" Alistair asked breathlessly.

Cullen spoke softly, awe and devotion clear in his words, "It might be the way he takes my breath away when he talks to me; the sound of his voice, the sincerity of his words. Or it might be the way my heart speeds up when he touches me, or feels like it stutters and stops all together when he kisses me." He nipped at Alistair's bottom lip before sucking it into his mouth completely. "The Maker blessed me when he gave me to you," he finished on a whisper.

"And here I was the one feeling blessed, to have all of this," He vaguely indicated Cullen's whole being, "to share my life with."

Cullen removed Alistair's shirt, exposing his freckled torso. Moaning at the sight, he ran his hands appreciatively over the sculpted muscles, "You are incredible to look at, you know that? Even more incredible to touch and… " he leaned in, running his tongue up Alistair's neck, nipping lightly at his earlobe, "You taste..."

"—you sure that's not just the beach you're tasting?" Alistair tried to deflect.

"I taste the sea, but underneath that is undeniably… you." Cullen kissed his way across Alistair's shoulder, over his clavicle, up his neck, and paused just over his ear. With a gentle breath, he whispered, "I can't wait to taste these ears again… see how far I can take you with them."

Alistair's breath hitched, pushing Cullen in the direction of the bedroom, he commanded "Shower!...Now!"

"Yes, Sir." Cullen grinned, "I love it when you get bossy."

They were extra attentive as they showered that evening. Thoroughly enjoying the way their hands slid over their slippery wet skin. Mouths and lips exploring while they washed one another's hair. Their bodies grinding languidly together, not yet seeking release, but appreciating the feeling of contact and connection.

After they washed, they stood under the dual shower heads, wrapped in each other's arms, kissing deeply, unwilling to leave the warmth of the shower just yet. They continued to rut and grind as their kisses became more urgent, their bodies more demanding.

Remembering his promise from before, Cullen suddenly grinned deviously. Pressing Alistair's body up against the shower wall to hold him in place, he ran his tongue up the outer ridge of that tempting ear.

Alistair moaned gutturally and wrapped his arms around Cullen like a vice. Tipping his head to the side, he granted access for more.

Alistair's ears were delicious. Every nip and lick, brought forth the most incredible mewls of desire from his luscious lips. Cullen couldn't get enough. He knew that they were sensitive, but this was a whole new level of erotic. Alistair's head was thrown back against the tile, his body, near boneless in Cullen's arms as he continued his assault on those ears; his mouth, teeth, and tongue on one, his fingers deftly pinching and caressing the other.

Wanting to maximize Alistair's pleasure, Cullen reached for his length with his other hand, only to have his wrist caught at the last moment.

"Too-much." Alistair panted, shaking his head minutely. "Just… ears. Fuck! I'm… so close."

Groaning at the sounds of Alistair's pleasure, Cullen directed his everything on those ears.

So fucking hot!

His cock still untouched, Alistair tensed as his orgasm crashed over him. Cullen's arms, the only thing holding him up as his body was wracked with wave after wave of release.

Once his body began to respond to simple commands such as; 'stand up' and 'don't be a giant puddle of goo on the shower floor', Alistair's eyes focused on the incredibly handsome man who was smiling at him like he was the most precious gift on Thedas.

"Sweet Maker, that was incredible!" Cullen whispered in awe when he was sure that Alistair was once again steady on his feet. Gently brushing their lips together, Cullen rinsed them both clean before turning off the water and leading Alistair out of the shower. Wrapping a freshly warmed towel around his shoulders, Cullen dried Alistair's hair then pulled him in to hold him close. "I have to say… that was one of the hottest things I have ever experienced!" Cullen's chuckle rumbled in his chest.

His body still thrumming with the aftershocks of his release, Alistair grabbing another towel to wrap around Cullen. Finally able to speak, Alistair admitted. "I knew they were sensitive, but I didn't realize that I could come that way. Maker! You truly are amazing!" Wrapped in their warm towels, they held each other close, kissing sweetly before heading over to the bed. Alistair lay Cullen down, grinning as he climbed shakily on top, "I hope you'll let me return the favor."

Kissing Cullen one more time, Alistair began to work his way down his body, circling his nipples with his tongue, nipping them gently with his teeth. He loved the responsiveness of Cullen's body as he worked his way lower. Every point of contact sent shivers through him or made him arch off the bed while gasping and moaning. Finally reaching the thick shaft of his rigid cock, Alistair ran his nose gently up the underside, breathing in his scent.

"Your body is beautiful!" Alistair said before taking the head of his cock into his mouth and running his tongue around the outside of it. "I daresay, I am becoming addicted to every bit of you." Taking Cullen's length in his mouth, he swallowed his considerable girth, humming in appreciation at how great he tasted.

The moans coming from Cullen were hypnotic-music to his ears-and he wanted to hear more. Wanted to be the cause of more. Taking his mouth from that beautiful dick, Alistair began to kiss his way down the shaft, circling his balls with his tongue, he tipped Cullen's hips up slightly so he could reach more with his mouth.

As his tongue found the puckered opening, he heard whisped exclamations coming from Cullen's lips. He wrapped his hand around the thick shaft as his tongue slid gently inside, teasing his entrance. The whispers turned to prayers and chants of adoration. Hips rolling with every thrust of his tongue, the songs his lover was singing, brought his own erection back to life.

He kissed his way back up Cullen's body. Claiming his lips once more then whispered, "I want you so badly. Want to be so deep inside of you. Need you—" Alistair's next words were lost as Cullen's mouth sought his hungrily.

As Cullen rolled over to grab the flask of oil that they'd left on the nightstand, Alistair grabbed Cullen's hips and pinned him-face down-on the bed. "Hmmm, I think perhaps… like this." Parting his cheeks with this hands, Alistair licked his way down the cleft of Cullen's ass until he found the still moist opening.

One hand still grasping the flask, Cullen moaned into his pillow at the slight intrusion of Alistair's tongue as it began to plunge into him again. The friction of his cock against the sheets was excruciating, but nothing was as sweet as the feeling of Alistair's tongue licking him open. He'd never experienced anything so stimulating. Feeling his hips being lifted, he made room for a towel covered pillow to be placed beneath them, trapping his dick between the bolster and his stomach. Chest and face still planted firmly on the bed, his ass in the air, Cullen happily accepted everything Alistair had to offer.

Removing the flask from Cullen's white knuckled grasp, Alistair breathed, "Maker, you're perfect, so open and pliant for me."

Cullen moaned impatiently, "Please… Alistair."

Alistair chided, "Patience, I don't want to hurt you." He spread the oil liberally on his fingers, pushed one inside, then two and couldn't help but smile as Cullen sighed and whimpered at his intrusion. He worked Cullen open with one hand and used his other to spread more oil liberally over the full length of his own cock, dribbling extra down Cullen's ass which he worked inside of him.

"You're not going to hurt me Alistair, you've already been inside of me once today already. Please just…" Impatience and neediness clawed its way to the surface as Cullen pushed back onto Alistair's fingers, "It's not enough." He growled.

Alistair removed his fingers and replaced them with the blunt tip of his cock, he slid in slowly and paused just inside that first tight ring of muscle.

Cullen tried to push back against him-to get him to go deeper-but Alistair's hands held his hips firmly in place.

As Cullen began to protest, Alistair slid quickly the rest of the way inside.

"Holy Fuck! Do that again!" Cullen begged, as he gasped to catch his breath.

Alistair chuckled. "Liked that, did you?"

Rolling his hips, Cullen moaned, "Hell yes… More!"

Aiming to please, Alistair slid almost all the way out with deliberate slowness before slamming back in again with a grunt of his own. After that they set a brutal pace-Alistair's hands gripping Cullen's hips tightly, ass in the air and face in the pillow, muffling his cries of pleasure.

It didn't take them long to reach the edge. Pulling Cullen up onto all fours, Alistair leaned over, resting his forehead between Cullen's shoulderblades. Cullen panted and moaned beautifully, grasping his cock with his hand, he tugged in time with Alistair's rapid thrusts. He thrust harder and faster, grunting and finally growling as he slammed into Cullen one final time; Alistair's body-rigid with his release.

Feeling the warmth of Alistair's come filling him, Cullen fisted himself firmly and joined his lover over the edge. The towel beneath him, catching his own excitement as he spilled out, saving the sheets once again.

Panting and breathless, they collapsed into each other's arms. Lips dancing together-worshiping each other-lost to the magic that was them.

End Notes:

Wow! Um... yeah. That was...
I swear those two do this to me intentionally. I know I wanted to say something... Oh yes. YAY We finished this four chapter day! If anyone knows where I can find this beach in RL - please let me know, because I think I want to die there!

Thank you for sticking with me and cheering these two on through their playfulness, trepidations, and (ahem) steamier interludes. And as always, I want to share my appreciation for Connie_Flint and Ponticle for sticking with me, proofreading away all (most?) of my mistakes, and just generally keeping me focused and on task! (What a thankless job that is!)

Until next week, my friends! I just love a good morning after... ;)