I'm back. This is going to be a little Mature so you have been warned. I'm pretty happy with this one but I may come back add more to it or just make a new chapter with more stuff. Again I own nothing Dragon Age Inquisition and all character's are BioWare's. I'm just borrowing them for some fun.

Guinevere has her back the door. She was studying the map, trying to understand where people were and who needed the most help. Iron Bull had been watching her for days. Someone was going on but all she could do about it was try and plan. He knew that she was not sleeping, the dark circles under her eyes would tell anyone who looked that. She was worried, tense, and not talking to anyone about it. She needed to get her mind off the problem. Josephine smiled at him as he walked past her and nodded before closed the door behind him. Guinevere did not look up. In fact she did not even seem to notice that someone was in the room with her.

"Thinking that hard will get you kill, you know." Bull said.

Guinevere whipped her head around to look at him.

"Oh, Bull. You gave me a shock." She laughed before turned back to the map.

"So what's going on?" He asked.

Bull moved from the door to the table right behind her. He braced his arms on each side of her mirroring her own arms. She was trapped between him and the table. Resting his chin on her shoulder, Bull could see the blush on her cheeks.

"Nothing really." She said clearing her throat.

"Really? You just have been going over and over this part of the map for days now. You haven't seen anyone but Cullen or Red for days."

Bull whispered his words, his breath on the sensitive skin of her neck. Guinevere pulled a sharp breath and leaned back into him.

"You need to take a break. You need to do something to get your mind off this." Bull gently breathed into her ear.

"And how should I do that?"

"When's the last time you were kissed? Really kissed, like you deserve to be?"

"How do I deserve to be kissed?" Guinevere said breathlessly.

"You should be kissed and often, by someone who knows how."

"And you know how?"

Bull eased his hands up her arms from hand to elbow to shoulder then started down the line of her body. One hand stopped at her waist and moved to her stomach, then he gently pulled to back to press against him.

"Yes I know how. But you still haven't answered my question. How long has it been since anyone touched you?"

Guinevere pulled in a breath.

"Over a year."

Bull whistled.

"Too long. You deserve whatever you need, whenever you need it."

Guinevere laughed and at the sound it pulled a smile on to Bull's face.

"But since it has been so long we'll need to get you warmed up first."

"And how are you going to 'warm' me up?"

She turned around in the circle of his arms, meeting his eyes without hesitation. Bull smiled as he pulled her close to him.

That was how they ended up on a chair in the corner of the war room. Guinevere was draped over him kissing. She was a very fast learner. Every hint he gave her, Guinevere pushed back. She was straddling him with one of his big hands pressed into the small of her back, holding her to him. His other hand was in her short hair, helping him to guide her head as he tasted the skin of her neck. Guinevere was breathless above him, flushed, and so sweet. She opened her green eyes glazed with passion to look at him.

"That's what you need. Everyday if you can get it."

Guinevere laughed breathlessly on his collarbone.

"I'm not sure that I can handle more of this everyday."

"You're going to need to because this is just the beginning."

As Bull said that he pushed her hips into his.

Guinevere moaned "Yes." quietly.

"Don't worry we'll work you back to up to where you need to be. Then yes Guin, I'll give everything you want, need, and more."

"Don't make promises you can't keep." She whispered.

"I don't."