“Eloine,” he commanded and she ceased her complaints but her expression remained worried. He sighed, withdrawing his hand and he had to pull off his glove, reaching back to gauge how she was. Warm, tight, and not remotely ready; he would change that. He withdrew, pulling off his other glove and rolling up his sleeves before forcing her legs to open more. She began to shake as he came near, eyeing her as he shifted on his knees and he studied her sex.
Other than her labia being a bit more fatty than he was used to, it wasn’t anything he hadn’t seen before. He spread her, checking, the slightest touch making her shake and he began to question if he could even fit. He drew back, looking to her stomach and silently he knew he couldn’t possibly fit all of himself inside her. She was short in all accounts, from her legs to her waist and he gauged it probably extended to her insides as well.
Still, he would be her first and the thought made him sport a wicked grin. He wished her stupid housecarl had come to witness him breaking her, watch her ride on his dick. It would have been satisfying to see her reaction to how the girl conformed to the Thalmor. Nevertheless he stood up, brushing hairs from the flushed girl’s face and he easily picked her up, ignoring her squawk so her could hold her, her legs moving to wrap around him. He gave her a kiss and she flushed.
“My dear little bird,” he cooed making her bit her lip. “You need to relax. I am giving you a reward, my dear. You deserve it.”
“I’ve… never had a reward like this…” she said in a shaky voice. He smiled and pressed his lips against hers again, faking affection.
“No, I suppose not. The Thalmor, though, know how to treat one of their own. And for a good girl such as yourself, you only deserve the best,” he praised making her smile and relax a bit in his arms. He knelt, holding her as he did and he angled her so her upper back touched the earth, her shoulders against it but her lower torso being raised. She shifted, confused, her legs not sure on what to do and he simply slung them over his shoulders, looking down at her sex before him.
He looked up for a moment, muttering for the divines to forgive him for touching such a lower creature before he went down, drawing a lazy, slow lick across her pussy. She went rigid, her breath catching in her throat. “Relax, my little rabbit.”
She bit her lip, giving him a nod but he could tell she was confused which he shrugged off. He did it again, a bit more slowly and when she let out a breath, her legs shifting on his shoulder he rubbed her back, trying to make her less tense. It wouldn’t benefit him if she was. He maintained eye contact as he licked her a few more times, assuring her it was alright and she finally began to loosen. He spread her legs a bit more, licking between her folds and he could taste her, how her body knew how to respond.
Thank the gods that wasn’t on the same wavelength as her empty head. He adjusted her, her legs slipping off his shoulders to bend back towards her head and he was given more area to play with, his lazy licking seeming to do the job. He teased at the crown of her clit, coaxing at it to come out and below him she let out a soft moan. She covered her mouth, her eyes closed in embarrassment and he felt a bit of satisfaction at her expression how she was still trying to understand what she was feeling.
He gave her a wet lick, dragging his tongue past her clit into her dark pubic hairs and she giggled a bit, her hips moving.
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Threshold [3/9]
Date: 2014-01-31 02:56 am (UTC)Other than her labia being a bit more fatty than he was used to, it wasn’t anything he hadn’t seen before. He spread her, checking, the slightest touch making her shake and he began to question if he could even fit. He drew back, looking to her stomach and silently he knew he couldn’t possibly fit all of himself inside her. She was short in all accounts, from her legs to her waist and he gauged it probably extended to her insides as well.
Still, he would be her first and the thought made him sport a wicked grin. He wished her stupid housecarl had come to witness him breaking her, watch her ride on his dick. It would have been satisfying to see her reaction to how the girl conformed to the Thalmor. Nevertheless he stood up, brushing hairs from the flushed girl’s face and he easily picked her up, ignoring her squawk so her could hold her, her legs moving to wrap around him. He gave her a kiss and she flushed.
“My dear little bird,” he cooed making her bit her lip. “You need to relax. I am giving you a reward, my dear. You deserve it.”
“I’ve… never had a reward like this…” she said in a shaky voice. He smiled and pressed his lips against hers again, faking affection.
“No, I suppose not. The Thalmor, though, know how to treat one of their own. And for a good girl such as yourself, you only deserve the best,” he praised making her smile and relax a bit in his arms. He knelt, holding her as he did and he angled her so her upper back touched the earth, her shoulders against it but her lower torso being raised. She shifted, confused, her legs not sure on what to do and he simply slung them over his shoulders, looking down at her sex before him.
He looked up for a moment, muttering for the divines to forgive him for touching such a lower creature before he went down, drawing a lazy, slow lick across her pussy. She went rigid, her breath catching in her throat. “Relax, my little rabbit.”
She bit her lip, giving him a nod but he could tell she was confused which he shrugged off. He did it again, a bit more slowly and when she let out a breath, her legs shifting on his shoulder he rubbed her back, trying to make her less tense. It wouldn’t benefit him if she was. He maintained eye contact as he licked her a few more times, assuring her it was alright and she finally began to loosen. He spread her legs a bit more, licking between her folds and he could taste her, how her body knew how to respond.
Thank the gods that wasn’t on the same wavelength as her empty head. He adjusted her, her legs slipping off his shoulders to bend back towards her head and he was given more area to play with, his lazy licking seeming to do the job. He teased at the crown of her clit, coaxing at it to come out and below him she let out a soft moan. She covered her mouth, her eyes closed in embarrassment and he felt a bit of satisfaction at her expression how she was still trying to understand what she was feeling.
He gave her a wet lick, dragging his tongue past her clit into her dark pubic hairs and she giggled a bit, her hips moving.