Who: Alistair Theirin and Cullen Rutherford What: Having some fun after a night at the Hanged Man When: Backdated: Tuesday, August 23rd. Evening Where: Alistair's house Rating/Warnings: Adult Themes Status: Complete!
Alistair was greatly enjoying any time he and Cullen spent together and since officially becoming a couple they spent as much time as was possible together. Whether it was going for jogs or going on dates, they were always doing something. It was a nice change from Zevran who had preferred to spend time together inside and while Alistair didn’t mind the nights they would just watch tv on Cullen’s couch with the dogs, he did like going out every now and then.
On this particular evening they had gone out to eat then stopped by a local gay bar for a few drinks before they’d decided to go back to Alistair’s. He didn’t know if Lara and Bo would be home, but even if they were, it wouldn’t make much of a difference.
After a filling dinner at a little local place and drinks at the bar, Cullen was feeling just a bit tipsy, enough that he was content to lean into Alistair as they were getting out of the cab. One of his arms wrapped around his boyfriend’s waist when he’d gotten to his feet finally, allowing the warden to lead him up to the front door of his place.
“So, more drinks, or…?” The blond grinned before he pressed a kiss to Alistair’s cheek, holding on a little tighter. “Are you gonna seduce me? Because I’m fine with either, to be completely honest.”
Alistair had paid the cab driver before helping Cullen out and up towards the front of the house. While he’d had about the same amount of drinks as his boyfriend, having a Gray Warden metabolism meant that he also would have to drink quite a bit more in order to get drunk. That didn’t mean that he wasn’t currently buzzed, but not to the extent that Cullen was. “I think you’ve had enough to drink tonight.” He said as they reached the door and he reached into his pocket for his keys.
“Fine, no more drinks, but you didn’t say you weren’t going to seduce me,” Cullen pointed out, being just a tad handsy and distracting while Alistair was getting his keys to unlock the door. Just a couple months ago, he wouldn’t have been quite this bold, though that was the old Cullen. In his short time dating Alistair so far, he knew he had never been more happy or comfortable with his sexuality in his life. He didn’t have to pretend to be someone he wasn’t -- he could fumble and his boyfriend wouldn’t mind in the slightest.
Alistair laughed as he managed to get his keys out without getting too distracted by Cullen’s hands. He was glad that Cullen had become more comfortable over the last few months and that he was happy. “Come on. Lets go inside.” Taking Cullen’s hand, he led him inside the house, closing the door behind them. “I don’t think that Lara and Bo are home.” Not that it mattered, considering how big the house was. Even if they were home, it was possible they might not even run into them.
He squeezed his boyfriend’s hand and allowed himself to be pulled inside out of the cool night air. Cullen moved in close to Alistair once the door was shut, one of his arms wrapping around the Warden’s lean waist. “Lucky us, yeah?” He found himself practically grinning from ear to ear, tugging the other man down into a pleased, somewhat sloppy kiss. The motion of lips and tongue carried on for a few moments, then Cullen was pulling away and inhaling, bright eyes narrowed in want. “Want to snog like a couple of teenagers?”
Alistair let himself be pulled into Cullen, because he enjoyed it when his boyfriend took charge. It showed just how comfortable he was now and Alistair didn’t want to do anything to dissuade him from it. When Cullen kissed him, he brought a hand up to run his fingers through Cullen’s curls briefly before the Commander pulled away, “And where do you suggest we do this snogging?” He asked, quirking a brow.
“Probably in your room, since I assume your roommates wouldn’t want to walk in on us having a bit of fun on the couch. While I highly doubt it would scar them, it would me,” he also wasn’t much in the mood for being interrupted tonight, not when he was feeling so damn good.
“Sound like a plan to you, your majesty?” Cullen was still smiling like a fool, running one of his hands down Alistair’s broad chest to find one of his hands and entwine their fingers tightly together.
“Sounds good to me, Commander.” Alistair said, smirking as he turned towards the stairs and began leading the way upstairs and towards his room. Cullen wasn’t the only one who would be embarrassed if they were caught by either Lara or Bo. Alistair would as well.
Reaching his room, Alistair pushed the door open and reached out with his free hand to turn on the light.
Alistair had barely touched the light before Cullen was on him again, giving strong, alcohol-flavored kisses while pulling him towards the bed, twisting fabric in his hands. He felt as though there was a fire burning beneath his skin and that he could only put it out with the man he was clinging to. Fingers brushed up and up until he was wrapping his arms around Alistair’s neck, stroking at his short hair with affection and want.
As Cullen clung to him and kissed him, part of Alistair wondered if he should try and stop him, considering he was pretty drunk and didn’t want Cullen to regret anything that happened. Of course Cullen’s hands all over him was making that difficult. “Hey...I just want to make sure that you know what you’re doing.” His own arms were wrapped around Cullen’s waist as he looked into his eyes, waiting for his response.
Cullen stopped for a moment and just looked into Alistair’s eyes, his head cocked a bit to the left. “Do you mean...if I’m just completely smashed or...like, with sex, in general? Because I haven’t drank enough that I won’t remember this in the morning. Gonna take more than that to make me blackout drink, darling.” He leaned in for another kiss, less passionate, more just a peck on the lips as he smiled.
Alistair laughed softly as he kissed Cullen back then pressed their foreheads together, his hands inching down towards Cullen’s ass, “I just wanted to make sure that I’m not taking advantage of you.” Knowing that Cullen was far more aware of what was going on than he’d originally thought reassured Alistair and he bent his head to press a kiss to Cullen’s neck, following it with a few more as he moved towards his ear.
He closed his eyes and inhaled when his boyfriend leaned his forehead against his own -- it didn’t go over his head that familiar hands were also becoming more bold and moving their way down lower along his body. “Believe me, you aren’t. Though I certainly appreciate the sentiment.” He gave a little laugh, stealing a kiss before Alistair’s mouth was pressing into the sensitive skin of his neck. Cullen cocked his head to the side to give him more room, silently telling him to go further.
Alistair’s hands slid down to cup Cullen’s ass as he nipped at his ear. He’d been wanting to take things further with Cullen for awhile now, but he hadn’t wanted to push his boyfriend, but now, knowing that he was ready, he didn’t want to waste it. “In that case, I think we’re wearing too many clothes.” His lips brushed against Cullen’s ear as he spoke.
“I think you’re right,” he replied, his hands unhooking from the back of Alistair’s neck. Fingers trembled slightly as he reached for the buttons of his lover’s shirts, starting to slowly undo them, if only because he felt so damn clumsy at the moment, even if he was well and truly excited. He could feel his face flushing from more than the alcohol and he was teething just a bit at his lower lip in concentration.
Alistair would have asked Cullen if he wanted help, but he felt like he had to do it himself and besides, Alistair’s hands were preoccupied undoing Cullen’s pants. Once undone, Alistair slid his hand inside Cullen’s pants, over his underwear.
The blond suddenly froze in his movement and a tremble worked down his spine, gasp bubbling up in his throat. He was already half-hard and with the heat of Alistair’s palm over his cock, even through the fabric, he couldn’t help giving a little buck forward into the limb. “You’re playing dirty…”
Alistair grinned at Cullen’s response and nipped at his ear again, “Well, if you don’t want me to touch you, I can do that too.” He gave Cullen a light squeeze before removing his hand from inside his pants. Instead of removing his hands from his boyfriend completely though, he started walking them towards the bed, which was to Cullen’s back.
Cullen’s mouth dropped open and he nearly whined. “Now, I didn’t say that! You can touch me all you like. You just surprised me is all,” he said, like he hadn’t practically jumped his boyfriend once they’d gotten into his room in the house.
Realizing that he was being guided backwards towards the bed, he moved a little faster and tugged Alistair with him til he was stumbling onto the mattress, pulling the warden down with him. Cullen kissed him again with a pleased moan as he resumed attacking the buttons of his boyfriend’s shirt.
“In that case…” Whatever else Alistair was going to respond with was cut off as Cullen kissed him and he kissed him back immediately, pressing his tongue into Cullen’s mouth. It didn’t take long once they’d reached the bed for their clothes to come off and eventually they were both left in just their underwear as they continued getting hot and heavy.
Cullen was quite content with Alistair’s weight on top of him, making it easy for his fingers to trace the lines of the Warden’s back from his shoulders to the waistband of his boxers. Things had become so much easier since that first nervous moment on the couch in Cullen’s apartment, the first time they’d shared any kind of pleasure. Now, he didn’t have any room to feel nervous, not with the amount of want flowing through his body and the way his hips thrust up against his lover’s. “Alistair…”
Alistair may not have been a virgin anymore, but it wasn’t that long ago that he too was in Cullen’s position and even though he hadn’t bottomed yet, he didn’t think Cullen felt any differently than he had his first time with Zevran, “Do you have any idea how hot you are?” He asked, pressing his own hips down again Cullen’s before reaching towards his nightstand for lube and a condom. After that night on Cullen’s couch, he’d gone out and bought a box of condoms just in case and was now glad that he had.
He was positive his entire face was beet red from Alistair’s question, lips curving into a smile. “A bit, yeah… Though you’re the first person that’s made me feel...hot,” he admitted, slipping his hands from the man’s back to trace out the muscles of his chest instead. He watched the movement of his own fingers for a moment, then became distracted from his boyfriend reaching over into his nightstand.
“What are you plotting for tonight?” Cullen was aware that there was no way Alistair was going to push him to go...all the way, and honestly, he didn’t think he’d be able to. That was too much too fast, but there was plenty else to do.
“I’m glad I get to be so many firsts for you.” Alistair said, smiling down at him, “And that all depends on what you’re ready for. I have condoms if you wanted too…” He showed his the condom in his hand, “Or we could do other stuff, if you’re not.” There really was plenty that they could do if Cullen wasn’t ready for actual sex, but he wanted him to know that they would be safe if that did happen.
“I don’t think I’m quite...ready for all of that,” and there was that nervousness creeping up on him again, even if there was no reason for it. “Could we just go slow? You could show me a few things, if you’d like. I trust you and your judgement.” He could always call anything off if it got to be too much for him.
Alistair nodded and set the condom and lube aside before rolling back on top of Cullen, “That’s perfectly fine. I was the same way. I’m totally fine with slow.” He leaned in and gave Cullen a deep kiss before pressing a kiss to his neck and began moving down his body, “I have a few ideas though.” He smirked up at Cullen as he continued moving down his body, fingers sliding along the waistband of Cullen’s underwear, “Just tell me if you want me to stop.” With that, he proceeded to pull Cullen’s underwear down and settled between his legs.