“Yes, yes, fine,” he replied and Alla was almost ready to leave, not wanting to know how much further this would go when the master wizard let out a small cry. It sounded like she was… enjoying it. She had to see, moving to look around the corner and she stared as Mirabelle grabbed her robes, holding them around her chest while Ancano reached between her legs. He was pouring something from the potion bottle Mirabelle had given him earlier onto his hands and she couldn’t tear her eyes away as his gloved fingers went inside the Breton.
Mirabelle whimpered and he stood up, towering over her and Alla felt her cheeks become red. She could hear his fingers sliding deep into her from the entry, the slick noises mixing with Mirabelle’s pants and after a second he drew away. He turned the Breton around, grabbing her hips as he did and she was shocked to see how aroused Mirabelle looked. The Breton was panting, licking her lips and bending slightly to spread her legs and the damned Thalmor seemed to be enjoying it.
“Don’t,” Alla found herself whispered. “Don’t, Ancano, don’t.”
“Ancano,” Mirabelle said almost as a response. “Please. Just do it.”
The Thalmor agent leaned down, kissing the top of her head before he spread her thighs and thrust in with a single stroke. Alla covered her mouth to stop herself from shouting and Mirabelle let out a scream, her back arching to the point where it seemed like it would break. She let out a moan that sounded like it belonged to someone else, not their proper master wizard and Alla moved back into the shadows, feeling her heart racing.
She looked to Onmund who seemed catatonic. He was staring at the entry door, his pupils dilating and Mirabelle let out another cry making him close his eyes and cover his ears more. Alla felt her chest rising and falling and the two of them stood awkwardly in the entrance listening to their elder get fucked by the most hated man on campus.
Her moaning didn’t help. “Harder! Harder!” she shouted at him and Alla found her gaze moving, staring at the two of them from her half-hidden position. She was bent over his bed now, her forehead pressed against it as her legs spread wide for him and Alla watched in morbid fascination.
Ancano was huge. She couldn’t even believe he could fit into the Breton’s body but after watching him she realized he wasn’t going in fully. She felt her own sex pulse, throbbing at watching the lewd scene and she licked her lips, moving until she was against the stone wall, closer but still hidden to see. Onmund stirred next to her but she ignored him. She needed to see this, to understand further why Mirabelle was letting Ancano do such a thing.
She suspected his cock was most of the reason.
“A-Ancano!” she panted and he grabbed her by the waist, pushing her onto the bed into a dog-style position. She rode him, more than happy to as her expression showed and Alla bit her lip as she watched. There was no bit of kindness in his actions yet Mirabelle was loving it. It made her ache.
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Call it What you Want [3/5]
Date: 2014-01-15 03:40 pm (UTC)Mirabelle whimpered and he stood up, towering over her and Alla felt her cheeks become red. She could hear his fingers sliding deep into her from the entry, the slick noises mixing with Mirabelle’s pants and after a second he drew away. He turned the Breton around, grabbing her hips as he did and she was shocked to see how aroused Mirabelle looked. The Breton was panting, licking her lips and bending slightly to spread her legs and the damned Thalmor seemed to be enjoying it.
“Don’t,” Alla found herself whispered. “Don’t, Ancano, don’t.”
“Ancano,” Mirabelle said almost as a response. “Please. Just do it.”
The Thalmor agent leaned down, kissing the top of her head before he spread her thighs and thrust in with a single stroke. Alla covered her mouth to stop herself from shouting and Mirabelle let out a scream, her back arching to the point where it seemed like it would break. She let out a moan that sounded like it belonged to someone else, not their proper master wizard and Alla moved back into the shadows, feeling her heart racing.
She looked to Onmund who seemed catatonic. He was staring at the entry door, his pupils dilating and Mirabelle let out another cry making him close his eyes and cover his ears more. Alla felt her chest rising and falling and the two of them stood awkwardly in the entrance listening to their elder get fucked by the most hated man on campus.
Her moaning didn’t help. “Harder! Harder!” she shouted at him and Alla found her gaze moving, staring at the two of them from her half-hidden position. She was bent over his bed now, her forehead pressed against it as her legs spread wide for him and Alla watched in morbid fascination.
Ancano was huge. She couldn’t even believe he could fit into the Breton’s body but after watching him she realized he wasn’t going in fully. She felt her own sex pulse, throbbing at watching the lewd scene and she licked her lips, moving until she was against the stone wall, closer but still hidden to see. Onmund stirred next to her but she ignored him. She needed to see this, to understand further why Mirabelle was letting Ancano do such a thing.
She suspected his cock was most of the reason.
“A-Ancano!” she panted and he grabbed her by the waist, pushing her onto the bed into a dog-style position. She rode him, more than happy to as her expression showed and Alla bit her lip as she watched. There was no bit of kindness in his actions yet Mirabelle was loving it. It made her ache.