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ANNOUNCEMENTS: UPDATED 12/16/2017

Happy Holidays, fellow Kinkmemers! I have returned and have no reasonable excuse for my absence except LIFE. I will be working on updating the archives. If anyone sees anything amiss, please let me know.

I am also hoping to find another Mod and an Archivist.

The more dedicated people we have in this Meme the less chance of it dying. I admit that being the sole keeper of the Meme is not great for the fandom. If something were to happen to me, for good, this place would go the way of the Fallout Kink Meme. Let's not let that happen! If anyone would be interested in Modding/Archiving, please drop me a line. Thanks! <3

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She felt Onmund against her, now looking too and they watched as Mirabelle slowly lost her ability to remain on all fours, her arms buckling until Ancano shifted her and they were on their side. Onmund covered his mouth, his eyes still trained on them and Alla pulled at his sleeve as she watched.

"O-Oh my... Akatosh above, look!" she hissed and he shook his head, his hand clasped tight over his mouth now but still watching as if he was unable to look away. "Oh gods! I can see him fucking her! Look!"

The master wizard let out a strangled cry, her robes riding up around her bust and Ancano gripped her hips hard, thrusting at an angle where there was a bulge in her lower body. Mirabelle's eyes widened and she let out a cry, bucking back. He angrily kissed her neck, his tongue flat against her jaw and she reached down to hold her leg up, evidentially exciting him more. Alla watched in fascination as the bulge would disappear as he drew back but when he drove forward, it was if it was going to open her up.

She let out a cry. "A-Ancano! A-Ah! Ancano, yes! More!"

He shoved two fingers in her mouth, silencing her screams but her moans could still be heard escaping from her throat, the bed scraping against the floor. His other hand reached down to grab her leg, holding it for her and she twisted in her spot, trying to keep herself at the angle as he fucked her but her grip was loosening.

The sounds of it could be heard across the room and Alla felt her own body start throbbing hard. Watching the horrible Altmer and the Master Wizard, how Mirabelle thrust back against him, her eyes rolling into the back of her skull, her panting and sucking on his fingers echoing in the hall… She reached down and pressed a hand against her abdomen and she felt Onmund stir from beside her. He had finally stopped watching, back in the shadows against the stone wall and his eyes were set forward but his mouth was still covered, a bulge in his robes.

Alla pursed her lips but went back to watching. Ancano roughly pressed the little Breton down on his bed, his strokes long and hard and she could almost swear she felt them inside herself, his movements that powerful. He began to hiss and Mirabelle struggled from below but her spreading legs and moans indicated she was in no pain. He thrust in once, held himself while digging into her hips, then rapidly pounded her to the point where she screamed before he pulled away, sticky white come spilling from her thighs. Alla felt herself pant.

Mirabelle let out a loud groan, her hair sticking to her face as she pressed her cheek against the blankets on his bed. He said nothing, only watching her before he slid off and tucked himself back in. He straightened his robes, slicked back his hair and leaned down to kiss the top of her head. Mirabelle only shuddered and rolled slightly, come still leaking from her body.

"A... Ancano," she breathed out and he grabbed her robes, pulling them down before he collected her in his arms. He strode out into the hall, looking around and Alla pulled back, flattening herself against Onmund who looked distressed. She hissed at him and put a finger to her lips, ignoring his erection against her leg. She listened as Ancano moved against the stone, his footsteps hitting the stairs and they became distant as he carried Mirabelle up them, possibly to her own room.

Alla took the opportunity to leave her spot, rushing to her room to grab a drink of water and she froze when she heard the footsteps coming back. She prayed for Onmund, remained hidden herself but Ancano merely strode past, not looking into the rooms and after a minute the door to the Hall was opened and shut loudly. She rushed back to where the Nord Mage had been and found him curled in the dark corner, his entire face a deep shade of crimson and his body bent, hiding his erection.

She said nothing, awkwardly patting his shoulder before she left, not wishing to discuss what they had seen. The moans kept echoing in her head, of Ancano's cock being pushed against the Breton's stomach and she rushed out of the college grounds, running down to the crumbling city of Winterhold to the Frozen Hearth. She ignored the greetings, the look from Haran as she passed by him to the cellar and she found Enthir, Orthorn and Nelacar down in it, a pair of dice on the table and some cards. She ran to Nelacar, forcing herself into his lap making him stiffen.

"Alla!" he spat. "W-What is the meaning of this!? This... This improper-"

"Fuck me," she breathed out and he stopped talking, looking to her in shock. "Fuck me, Nelacar, by the gods, fuck me. Fuck me with your damned Altmer cock."

Enthir dropped his cards. "Ho, ho, ho. I like where this is going!" Orthorn merely flushed from his seat.

Nelacar continued to gape at her. "W-What? What do you mean?!"

She grabbed him from under his robes and he jerked a bit, not expecting her to do such a thing. "A bulge," she babbled. "Fuck me so I feel it in my stomach. I know how big you are and I know you can do it. So please, fuck me. Fuck me! Until you can see it when you're fucking me!" she begged. "Own me. Use me. Do it until I cannot get up. Stain me with your Altmer come, Nelacar!"

He said nothing and looked to his friends. Enthir gave him a thumbs up and Orthorn shook his head. She forced him to look back at her, grinding her hips against him making him hiss. "Nelacar!"

"A-Alright, just... calm down," he said, his cheeks flushing. "I'll... do whatever you want."

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I lost it with the Ancano/Mirabelle, they're my secret otp since I found this kink meme and learned their fascination with the Altmer/Breton ship, because they're there every fucking day on the college together, why couldn't anybody write fic for them! but you did, and now I love you!

Damn, that was hot as well as hilarious.

I'd kill 5 people and punch 3 just to see how Ancano and Mirabelle started this and decided on casual sex. I need more fic of my College OTP.

That was fucking brilliant. Please, please, please write a sequel with Nelacar and Alla. <3 I beg you, wonderful anon!

Oh God the ending! I'm howling with laughter. Prompt was perfectly executed, and beautifully written. I really, really hope you write a follow up with poor Nelacar getting completely ravished.

Nelacar getting completely ravished? SECONDED!

YES PLEASE I NEED THIS

I hope you're happy, now I want to fill all the vague prompts of this meme with Ancano/Mirabelle. You broke me.

I've read this fill some 5 times already. It makes me wanna write all sort of fic for Mirabelle and Ancano.

Lorenerd//humans and elves of the Elder Scrolls universe can mate and bear fertile offspring.

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