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Being Loved by a Jarl
(Anonymous) 2013-05-04 05:23 pm (UTC)(link)He watched as his wife nodded to the guards who vanished quickly. His brow rose as Proventus and Farengar took the kids with them as they left, all that was left was his housecarl. The man who had been speaking with him had left, he is not sure when, but he didn’t really care at the moment.
Balgruuf shifted in his seat, trying to ease the discomfort in his lower regions as he his wife walked towards him. Her amber eyes rove over him and he felt it as if it had been her own hand. He nearly groaned and then scowled when he noticed Irileth still standing nearby. She was the only one that hadn’t left.
“Irileth, leave,” Balgruuf ordered.
Balgruuf sighed when he noticed he stubborn set of her jaw, “If you don’t leave, you’ll be watching while I taste and then fuck my wife on this very throne,” Balgruuf warned her with narrowed eyes. He had the amusement to watch his housecarls eyes turn blank, and then horrified, and her grey complection greyed further. He grinned as Irileth literally ran from the room and out into Whiterun.
Ania glanced at the stairs and saw Lydia there. “Lydia, vanish,” she ordered and watched as her housecarl left the castle with Emira walking beside her.
Balgruuf’s eyes heated up as his wife walked towards him. First her armor came off, leaving her in her breastband, next was greaves, boots, breastband and then her strews. She was steps away from him naked, his member throbbing and she hadn’t touched him yet.
He met her amber eyes and saw her desire just for him. Years together hadn’t changed their love for each other, her eye still held the same lust as it did when he first bedded her.
He swallowed thickly as her finger trailed along her body to her mound.
His gaze riveted to her hand as her finger slipped between her folds. “You wish to taste this?” she purred as she removed her glistening fingers from her folds. He groaned, his hand snaking to his engorged shaft that still needed to be bared. He stroked himself through his clothes as her finger disappeared into her mouth, “a bounty fit for a king.”
Balgruuf stood quickly, not able to take this teasing his wife loved to do. He grasped her hand roughly jerking her to him. He smirked down at his small wife, he leaned down to savage her mouth with a bruising kiss, but his wife changed that idea quickly. She pushed him back forcefully until he was sitting in his throne once more.
She smiled sultry at him as she climbed onto his lap. Her eyes met his and held, her hands caressing the furs and rich material he wore. “I always wondered what it would be like to fuck you while you wear this,” she murmured softly, her amber eyes darkening with lust.
“Then its time you found out,” he purred, nuzzling her neck. “but first I want to taste that sweet nectar of yours.” He lifted her so that she was kneeling on the arms of the throne. His hands gripped her hips forcing her to arch her back as far she could go. He smiled lecherously as her hair brushed against her legs and her mound spread open for him. He nipped at her thighs, leaving light marks as he drew closer to her sweet nectar. He moaned with the first swipe of his tongue. He felt her body quiver with each swipe of his tongue.
“God Balgruuf I won’t last long if you keep that up,” she slurred through her sexual haze. Balgruuf grinned, knowing exactly what to do if he wanted to go over the edge right now. He purred against her sensitive mound and reveled in the stuttering moan his wife gave. It was a small orgasm, enough to take the edge off for her and no damage would come to his throne.
Re: Being Loved by a Jarl 1b
(Anonymous) 2013-05-04 05:25 pm (UTC)(link)He groaned as her small hand grasped his aching shaft. His fingers digging into her hips, trying to control his lusts or he would have spilled right then. “Enough,” he growled, throwing her legs over his shoulder as he slouched further on his throne. With one powerful thrust he buried himself deep within his wife, her walls clenching around him. “Ania, I want to see your eyes while fuck you. I want to watch your eyes as you lose yourself to me,” he purred as he lifted her and let her slowly slide over him again. Her hands were on the arm rest giving her the leverage she needed to thrust against him. Her lust filled ambers eyes held his, her thigh rubbing against his right furs as her legs tightened around his shoulders with each thrust.
He could see her love for him in her eyes. His name was uttered with each moan and gasping breath. He thrust brought a plea for more of him. Her hands caressed his face, the furs he wore. He would never tire of being with his wife, not even after years together.
Their thrusts grew urgent, Ania’s head tilted back as she was close to reaching her peak. He watched as her eyes rolled back, her body shuttered hard, a scream left her mouth as she clenched almost painfully tight around him. It was too much for him to hold back from. He groaned spilling his seed deep within her, over filling her. He hissed as Ania’s nails bit into his shoulders as she went over the edge once more.
Her body leaned limply against him, he brushed a loving kiss on top of her head as she recovered. Slowly he slipped out of her, enjoying her twitches and moans of protest. He let her lax legs fall from his shoulders so they were in a more comfortable position.
Softly he rubbed her back, waiting for her to come down from her eyes. He watched as her eyes slowly clear, “That was intense,” she murmured with a sated smile. Balgruuf chuckled fondly at her as she burrowed closer to his warmth.
“You should get dressed and I should find something to cover the throne with,” Balgruuf murmured. He smirked as she rose on unsteady legs and started redressing. He glanced at the ceiling and then back at his wife. His grin grew larger as a thought came to him. He walked over to Ania, and helped her with her buckles. “I am thinking of adding a mirror above the throne so I can watch you move for me while I fuck you,” he purred against her ear.
“Keep it up and I’ll take you again right now,” Ania moaned as the image came to her.
~ooooooooooo~
Ania walked into the throne room, tired from the missions she had just finished. She glanced at Balgruuf and noticed his predatory smile, his eyes flicked upwards. She followed his gaze and spotted a mirror, her eyes met his once more.
“Irileth, clear the throne room,” Ania stated, giving Balgruuf a sly smile.
THE END
OP
(Anonymous) 2013-05-05 01:31 pm (UTC)(link)You hit just about ALL my kinks in one single, epic smutfest. And Balgruuf! I'm so glad you picked Balgruuf! I love him. I love him so much. Thank you, thankyouthankyouthankyou!
*does happy dance*
Re: OP
(Anonymous) 2013-05-05 01:38 pm (UTC)(link)I'm just waiting for this site to do the tags for the series.