cypheroftyr:

fuckyeahcullen:

macynell:

friend-of-red-jenny:

systlin:

friend-of-red-jenny:

hwills456:

blackagar-boltagons:

greywarclen:

Oh, for fuck’s sake!

i think this scene offers a precious little peek into Cullen’s naughty nature, a facet which is—for whatever reason—gleaned over in his romance. Some writers tend to paint the man as some priggish virgin, but this demonstrates he’s accepting, if not amused by bawdiness.

I don’t know about gleaned over. The man does take you on top of his desk in a room with 3 unlocked doors and guards that seem to have no issue barging in. Or the very least gives zero cares over the fact there are also guards right outside his doors that can hear everything—maybe that’s why he isn’t worried about the doors being unlocked. Everyone can already hear what’s going on in there.

It’s probably pretty hard to live in Templar barracks for fifteen years without overhearing your colleagues.  Not to mention mages who aren’t nearly as discreet as they think they are.  

So maybe being loud isn’t a big deal for him.  

I think you can argue that Cullen’s not priggish about sex so much as he’s concerned about being appropriate. He runs away from Amell/Surana because it would be wrong to get involved with her, and he stumbles over what to call the employees of the Blooming Rose because he can’t come up with a polite word for them (the term ”sex workers” presumably not being a thing in Thedas society). 

If he’s repressed it’s because he’s kind of a loner.  He worries a lot about whether his attentions are wanted and the Inquisitor is serious about him.  Once he gets over his personal hurdles his, uh, directness shows that he’s probably give sex a fair amount of thought.  

This exactly. Any unsureness he shows comes entirely from not being sure if his affections are wanted or returned. He’s not a blushing virgin…he’s just highly respectful, and fairly obviously doesn’t want anything with the Inquisitor to be just a fling. But once he knows that you do want him, and that you want it to be something that lasts, he’s kissing you senseless on the ramparts (with guards walking past, presumably pretending not to see anything) and making sweet filthy love to you right there on his desk. 

On a related note, can you imagine the guards outside the tower?

“I have some reports for the Commander…” (Listens) “Um…is he…is that the Inquisitor moaning in there?”

(Tower guard) “Yeeep. You might want to hold off on delivering those for twenty minutes or so.” (More listening) “Maybe an hour.”

“Yeah. Good call. I don’t want to end up posted to the Hissing Wastes. Who won the pool, then?”

“Hicks and Rawlins. He had the day and she said the desk. Bastards. I was sure it would be the War Table.” 

“Yeah, me too…” 

(muffled screaming of Cullen’s name)

“…anyway, we still on for Diamondback after duty tonight?”

“Of course.” 

What’s even better is how the gossip must travel to the camps below the keep. 

By the time the rank and file hear about the Commander and the Inquisitor, the rumour is that they had a marathon night of passion that resulted in two fade rifts opening and fourteen separate temptations by desire demons.  

This. This so much. I’m dying….

I’m not sure how the FUCK I missed this, but THIS.  EVERY SINGLE BIT OF THIS.  IT IS GOLDEN COMMENTARY.  Cullen’s a private person, respectable, wants consent, does have a sense of humor, and I want a comic with the above dialogue XD

Thank the Maker for this. So sick of virginal/prude/whathave you Cullen fanon