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ma-sulevin  asked:

More micro stories? How about "sated"!

Apparently you are getting smut! :P Because today is a porn morning and I cannot feel bad about it. I hope you enjoy this!

Pairing: Cullen/Ellana Lavellan (Modern AU/dance!fic)

Prompt: Sated

Warning: Explicit (NSFW)

Ellana is still riding the waves of her last orgasm when she once more finds Cullen’s face above hers. He is still concentrating, still moving within her while he seeks his own completion, and she cannot look away from the sheer beauty and power of his body. He is glorious, covered in a thin layer of sweat, his muscles rippling beneath the skin, his eyebrows knitted together in single-minded dedication. He is beautiful and her breath catches when he opens his eyes and pins her down with a stare: adoring, soft, desiring, loving. His hips stutter and his whole body tightens against her as he reaches his climax.

Cullen collapses soon after, his face in the crook of her neck, and she instinctively drapes her arms and legs around him, cradling her exhausted man against her. She loves being like this, close, together, with nothing between them, and the outside world kept away. She absently draws circles on his damp flesh and he sighs contentedly.

“I’m heavy,” he murmurs into her clavicle and shifts.

She grips him even tighter and a soft growl tickles her throat.

“Don’t you dare,” she warns him.

Cullen chuckles at her vehemence but doesn’t move an inch.