Solona moans, letting him fill her mouth. She giggles then, finding amusement in the fact he didn't have the freedom to moan as he usually does-- and she did know how much he liked to moan. Then she swallows. Salty, sticky but he tasted delicious. With a few more gentle sucks, she releases his length from her mouth, licking her lips with a very smug grin.

Cullen can't help but laugh. "True. And it wouldn't look good for a templar to just assault a Chantry Sister with affection, would it?" He pulls a chair over and sits across her, taking her hands and locking his fingers with hers. "Now, you said you wanted to talk?"