Araja grabbed Aela and turned, pushing her against the tree. “You,” She growled, pressing her mouth to the soft skin of the Huntress's neck. “You are what I desire, what makes me hard and wanting.”
Aela gasped at the sudden move, at the sheer power pressing her against the tree. “Me. You have me,” She gasped, feeling teeth scrap and mark her skin. “Take me.”
The words, part demand, part plea, caused Araja's thread thin control to snap. She seared her lips to Aela's, plundering the full warm lips and drawing out pleasurable moans. Aela grasped at the thick shoulder pads, her fingers worked at the buckles and ties. “Get all this off.”
Araja stepped back and began to take off her gear, experienced fingers working the buckles and fastenings with ease. Almost instantly with a loud thump the armor was gone and Araja stood, naked from the waist up with Aela's fingers working on the cording that kept Araja's pants together.
“By the Gods. You are impressive in any aspect,” Aela smirked as she held Araja's cock within her palm, her thumb brushing against the thick vein all the way to the mushroom head.
Araja's head fell back as she felt the teasing touch running up and down her penis. “Do not tease,” She snarled when she felt the tip of Aela’s tongue travel the same path as her fingers. Aela gave no answer except to press the tip of her tongue to the weeping slit at the top of the cock. Araja wrapped her fingers into Aela’s hair, rocking her hips forward to seek the heat she could feel. Aela shook her head to dislodge her mate’s hands as she trailed her lips down the shaft, her hands continuing to pump, and began to nip and suck on the powerful thighs quivering as they struggled to keep the Dragonborne standing. More precum dripped from the mushroom head, aiding Aela’s hand as it moved.
“Woman,” Araja growled.
“Do you want me that badly, my mate?” Aela smiled. She knew the answer by the musky scent of desire and hard cock in her hands. But she loved the fire that flashed in golden eyes, the lips that pulled back in a snarl. Power and danger embodied her lover and she held it all within her hands. Her own center was soaked, dripping down her thighs. She reached down, dragging her fingers through the damp curls before standing. She brought her fingers to Araja’s lips, painting her want upon gasping lips. “Can you taste how badly I want you?”
Araja smelt the sweet salty odor, tasted it as she swept her tongue along her lips, catching her lover’s fingers and sucking them into her mouth. Both moaned her tongue swept the fingers clean. She grabbed Aela’s wrist and spun them both around, pressing Aela hard against the tree. “You tease me, you give me a taste of what you know drives me to Oblivion. Then you have the audacity to ask such a question?”
Aela smiled. She lifted a leg, wrapping it around her lover’s hip and opening herself wide. “Then show me,” She breathed, reaching down to move Araja’s cock to her entrance. With a growl that was so animalistic it had Aela’s heart hammering from excitement, Araja positioned her arms and drove her hips up.
'Difficult Affliction' Aela/Futa!Dragonborne 3/4
Aela gasped at the sudden move, at the sheer power pressing her against the tree. “Me. You have me,” She gasped, feeling teeth scrap and mark her skin. “Take me.”
The words, part demand, part plea, caused Araja's thread thin control to snap. She seared her lips to Aela's, plundering the full warm lips and drawing out pleasurable moans. Aela grasped at the thick shoulder pads, her fingers worked at the buckles and ties. “Get all this off.”
Araja stepped back and began to take off her gear, experienced fingers working the buckles and fastenings with ease. Almost instantly with a loud thump the armor was gone and Araja stood, naked from the waist up with Aela's fingers working on the cording that kept Araja's pants together.
“By the Gods. You are impressive in any aspect,” Aela smirked as she held Araja's cock within her palm, her thumb brushing against the thick vein all the way to the mushroom head.
Araja's head fell back as she felt the teasing touch running up and down her penis. “Do not tease,” She snarled when she felt the tip of Aela’s tongue travel the same path as her fingers. Aela gave no answer except to press the tip of her tongue to the weeping slit at the top of the cock. Araja wrapped her fingers into Aela’s hair, rocking her hips forward to seek the heat she could feel. Aela shook her head to dislodge her mate’s hands as she trailed her lips down the shaft, her hands continuing to pump, and began to nip and suck on the powerful thighs quivering as they struggled to keep the Dragonborne standing. More precum dripped from the mushroom head, aiding Aela’s hand as it moved.
“Woman,” Araja growled.
“Do you want me that badly, my mate?” Aela smiled. She knew the answer by the musky scent of desire and hard cock in her hands. But she loved the fire that flashed in golden eyes, the lips that pulled back in a snarl. Power and danger embodied her lover and she held it all within her hands. Her own center was soaked, dripping down her thighs. She reached down, dragging her fingers through the damp curls before standing. She brought her fingers to Araja’s lips, painting her want upon gasping lips. “Can you taste how badly I want you?”
Araja smelt the sweet salty odor, tasted it as she swept her tongue along her lips, catching her lover’s fingers and sucking them into her mouth. Both moaned her tongue swept the fingers clean. She grabbed Aela’s wrist and spun them both around, pressing Aela hard against the tree. “You tease me, you give me a taste of what you know drives me to Oblivion. Then you have the audacity to ask such a question?”
Aela smiled. She lifted a leg, wrapping it around her lover’s hip and opening herself wide. “Then show me,” She breathed, reaching down to move Araja’s cock to her entrance. With a growl that was so animalistic it had Aela’s heart hammering from excitement, Araja positioned her arms and drove her hips up.