The thought of it closes his throat for a moment; it's what Alistair wants, and it's something Cullen can give him.

What helps, though, is the thought of Alistair's own feelings about that sort of thing. Knowing that if Cullen keeps his mouth closed, it'll hurt Alistair more.

He touches his forehead to Alistair's. Soft, a little thick: "Yes. I will."