“You!” she begged more and he grabbed her arms, pining her down again, grinding against her but not entering making her twist, gasping.
“What do you want?” he hissed against her ear, tugging at her earlobe making her cry out. “Tell me what you want me to do, you stupid fucking elf?”
She finally got it and he was nearly at his limit himself, his cock dripping from how worked up he was getting. “I-I want you to fuck me!”
“Louder!”
“Fuck me!” she shouted, twisting in his grip. “P-Please, fuck me Siddgeir!”
He plunged into her making her howl and he groaned himself, how damn hot she was making him fuck without a thought. He didn’t allow her to relax, unable to himself and he was on her, forcing her against him as she started crying out, her legs moving to wrap around him.
He bit her neck, losing himself for a moment as he pounded the squirming elf as she cried his name and her arms came around his neck to try and kiss him but he pulled back, pinning her down again to dominate her. He was there to make her submissive to his whims, not let her easily get off like they were equals.
He gripped her neck, watching her breath stop, her insides clenching and he kissed her, moving up to grip her hair and force her head back. She wailed. “S-Siddgeir!” she shouted. “M-My Jarl! My Jarl, I-I’m-!”
He ignored her, fucking her harder but at the rate she was losing it, he pulled out and grabbed her, tossing her on her side before he re-entered, biting the back of her neck to knock her off guard. She cried out, helpless and she started squirming making him groan.
“You stupid fucking elf,” he hissed, pinning her down again so she was restricted under him and she panted, kicking at the blankets below.
“Siddgeir! Siddgeir, gods! D-Don’t stop!” she cried and he pushed her head down, tangling his hands into her black hair as he marked her neck more, the red kisses bright on her golden skin. “S-SIDDGEIR!”
He said nothing, a low growl stuck in his throat as her damned hot and eager body was causing him to lose it. She was still as tight as the day he first took her, her squirming and weak thrusts welcome against him, her cries loud enough to be heard outside his room and he stopped focusing on dominating her as to now getting off. She didn’t seem to protest and he let him mind go as he just took her like some savage animal.
She shook against him at some point, grabbing his hand to force it between her legs to help and he hissed as she tightened, how much she called for him, the bed creaking from her thrusts and he could tell when she came by her actions. She became wild and he had to nearly flatten her to stop but her damned motions were affecting him and he held her to his body as he started getting close, his legs starting to shake.
He really couldn’t remember much up to that point other than he probably held her a little tight to himself but that wasn’t his problem. She didn’t complain – she rather became more eager – and he didn’t bother pulling out as he finally hit his damn limit. He came inside her panting body, his nails digging into her skin as he did to make her tighten, his mind being filled with something incomprehensible and he merely fucked until his hips hurt and until she was whimpering his name again, her body hot and wet.
He hissed and bit at her ear, his mind slowly coming back as he eased off, sweat cooling on the back of his neck. He didn’t roll off her, not right away but once he did, the bed felt like a relief, cold against his back and neck. He relaxed, touching the bridge of his nose where he could feel his head throbbing but not from a headache. He was exhausted and he licked his lips, still tasting her on them.
She lay uselessly beside him, her legs moving up and she moaned as she reached between herself. He watched and she bit her lip, pressing against herself for a moment before her hand moved up, wet. She sighed, content and he rolled his eyes, looking back to the ceiling.
Verbatim [8/?]
“What do you want?” he hissed against her ear, tugging at her earlobe making her cry out. “Tell me what you want me to do, you stupid fucking elf?”
She finally got it and he was nearly at his limit himself, his cock dripping from how worked up he was getting. “I-I want you to fuck me!”
“Louder!”
“Fuck me!” she shouted, twisting in his grip. “P-Please, fuck me Siddgeir!”
He plunged into her making her howl and he groaned himself, how damn hot she was making him fuck without a thought. He didn’t allow her to relax, unable to himself and he was on her, forcing her against him as she started crying out, her legs moving to wrap around him.
He bit her neck, losing himself for a moment as he pounded the squirming elf as she cried his name and her arms came around his neck to try and kiss him but he pulled back, pinning her down again to dominate her. He was there to make her submissive to his whims, not let her easily get off like they were equals.
He gripped her neck, watching her breath stop, her insides clenching and he kissed her, moving up to grip her hair and force her head back. She wailed. “S-Siddgeir!” she shouted. “M-My Jarl! My Jarl, I-I’m-!”
He ignored her, fucking her harder but at the rate she was losing it, he pulled out and grabbed her, tossing her on her side before he re-entered, biting the back of her neck to knock her off guard. She cried out, helpless and she started squirming making him groan.
“You stupid fucking elf,” he hissed, pinning her down again so she was restricted under him and she panted, kicking at the blankets below.
“Siddgeir! Siddgeir, gods! D-Don’t stop!” she cried and he pushed her head down, tangling his hands into her black hair as he marked her neck more, the red kisses bright on her golden skin. “S-SIDDGEIR!”
He said nothing, a low growl stuck in his throat as her damned hot and eager body was causing him to lose it. She was still as tight as the day he first took her, her squirming and weak thrusts welcome against him, her cries loud enough to be heard outside his room and he stopped focusing on dominating her as to now getting off. She didn’t seem to protest and he let him mind go as he just took her like some savage animal.
She shook against him at some point, grabbing his hand to force it between her legs to help and he hissed as she tightened, how much she called for him, the bed creaking from her thrusts and he could tell when she came by her actions. She became wild and he had to nearly flatten her to stop but her damned motions were affecting him and he held her to his body as he started getting close, his legs starting to shake.
He really couldn’t remember much up to that point other than he probably held her a little tight to himself but that wasn’t his problem. She didn’t complain – she rather became more eager – and he didn’t bother pulling out as he finally hit his damn limit. He came inside her panting body, his nails digging into her skin as he did to make her tighten, his mind being filled with something incomprehensible and he merely fucked until his hips hurt and until she was whimpering his name again, her body hot and wet.
He hissed and bit at her ear, his mind slowly coming back as he eased off, sweat cooling on the back of his neck. He didn’t roll off her, not right away but once he did, the bed felt like a relief, cold against his back and neck. He relaxed, touching the bridge of his nose where he could feel his head throbbing but not from a headache. He was exhausted and he licked his lips, still tasting her on them.
She lay uselessly beside him, her legs moving up and she moaned as she reached between herself. He watched and she bit her lip, pressing against herself for a moment before her hand moved up, wet. She sighed, content and he rolled his eyes, looking back to the ceiling.