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Sleepless - Part 43/?
(Anonymous) 2013-09-10 01:49 pm (UTC)(link)“I think we walked most of the way today.” Vilkas said as they were eating. The tent was blowing a fair bit in the wind yet they had sealed it so no strong icy breezes blew through.
“My legs agree with that.” Ariella said with a frown. She rubbed her thighs through her armour and Vilkas laughed. He searched through his pack and pulled out a small healing and stamina potion.
“Rub this into your muscles and you’ll be find by morning.” She took the potion with a smile.
“Thanks. So what time do you think we’ll reach the monastery?”
“I don’t know. Hopefully before nightfall.” He laughed when she just groaned.
“I thought you said we walked most of the way.”
“I’ve never been here before, I was only speculating.”
“Of course.” She groaned out. “And let me guess it’ll just be colder the high we get.”
“Likey.” She groaned again.
“I’m really rethinking this whole Dragonborn curse.”
“Only you would see being a Nordic legend as a curse.” She made a face at him.
As it got colder Ariella and Vilkas pulled out their bedrolls but continued talking. Ariella was wrapped in a fair few pelts as well as her bedroll.
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Vilkas and Ariella had put the light out about half an hour ago. Vilkas was only half awake, slowly drifting into sleep despite his wolf fighting for freedom.
He heard Ariella shifting and then felt her sliding into his bedroll. He slid his arms around her when she settled beside him.
“I was cold.” She said, pressing her cold hands against his warm skin. He flinched away from and cold slightly but then just pulled her closer. There wasn’t a whole lot of room for movement left in the bedroll, he supposed it was lucky Ariella was a small as she was.
He pressed his lips to hers and she started kissing him back. Vilkas suddenly wished there was a bit more space for movement in his bedroll. He made a note to look for a bigger one.
In the tight space he managed to roll ontop of her. Their lips met as well as their bodies and Vilkas could feel his length hardening. He could smell Ariella’s arousal and his wolf was fighting for control. Control the man would never dare let the wolf have; Ariella was his and his alone. Not even the beast inside could share her.
Her legs slipped over his waist allowing him to achieve some friction, which he was quickly requiring. Even Ariella’s hips rose to meet his.
The Breton had certainly been growing bolder yet was still as timid as ever. Hands were roaming freely and soon clothes were being tugged at until what was required were exposed.
When Vilkas entered Ariella she let out a soft moan. Soft but possibly the loudest reaction he had ever gotten out of her. He supposed this was the last time they would get to do this for a while, at least until they left High Hrothgar. So Vilkas wanted her to make those noises again, louder even.
His hips moved slowly, carefully and deeply. With each stroke Ariella twisted her hands in his tunic yet there was next to no vocal response.
“Ariella…” he breathed out, breaking their kiss. A moan escaped her and he didn’t need to see to know her cheeks were reddened.
His stroks started to quicken in pace. He could feel Ariella beginning to tighten around him and she was constantly letting out a series of small gasps and groans which constrasted quite starkly with the grunts and moans escaping Vilkas.
“Vilkas…” Ariella practically pleaded, enough to send the man over the edge and drive them both to climax.
“Are you warm now?” Vilkas teased once he regained his breath a bit.
“Very much so.”
Re: Sleepless - Part 43/?
(Anonymous) 2013-09-15 08:08 am (UTC)(link)Re: Sleepless - Part 43/?
(Anonymous) 2013-09-15 04:48 pm (UTC)(link)