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ANNOUNCEMENTS: UPDATED 12/16/2017

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Adoration 21/?

[(Anonymous)]

Then he crashed his lips against hers in a desperate kiss. He pushed her back, his hands cupping her face. The table dug in the small of her back and she maneuvered backwards until her back was pressed against the wall. She wrapped her arms around his neck and moaned.

Ulfric’s hands went down to her hips and he ground himself against her. Then he pulled away, both of them breathing heavily before going back for another open-mouthed kiss. He groaned and started pushing down her pants. “Off.” He hissed and she pushed him away so she could pull her pants off. He quickly shed his before they met again in another frantic kiss.

He lifted her up, still kissing, and she wrapped her legs around his waist, her hands bunching in his hair. Then he thrust and pulled her down at the same town, making them both moan. He pressed her against the rough stone as he thrust in and out of her desperately. She moaned, her head banging against the wall but she didn’t care. His mouth latched on to her pulse and sucked. Her pussy tightened around him almost painfully as she reached her peak and pulled him over with her. His stomach tensed and he groaned lowly, pressing his head on her shoulder and releasing into her in a warm arch.

After the last jerk of his cock, his slid out her and let her back on her feet. Their breathing was erratic and harsh. He pressed his forehead against hers and held her tightly.

“Feeling better?” She asked softly as she rubbed his back soothingly, “You’re needed outside,”

“I know,” He whispered and kissed her again, his tongue thrusting into her mouth. She moaned and he pulled away, “I wish I could take you away and celebrate our victory on our own,”

She chuckled, “Well, we can’t do that until after.” She kissed his lips chastely, sweetly, “I do have a house here,” She gave him a wink before pulling away to wear her pants. He sighed and wore his pants.

“You’re a tease, woman.” He growled and nipped the tip of her ear, making her shiver.

“I know,” She said with a grin before taking his hand. Together they made their way out of the Castle Dour. Once outside she let go of his hand immediately and he stepped forward next to Galmar.

He made an elaborate speech as though nothing has happened and that the deaths of his old friends didn’t affect him. Then his Stormcloaks brought Elisif forward as she made her pledge of loyalty to him albeit forcefully.

Afterwards they celebrated heartily, eating and drinking excessively until almost midnight. She slipped away knowing Ulfric would follow soon after. She walked to Proudspire Manor, carefully avoiding the still-burning barricades and other barrels. Her housecarl greeted her and she told the girl to go to bed and not to interrupt should she hear anything. The Nord understood immediately and gave her Thane a knowing grin. Of course, she didn’t know that the woman she served was bedding the future High King of Skyrim.

Soon after Ulfric slipped in looking a little harassed. She giggled at his appearance and opened her arms to him in an embrace. He kissed her tenderly.

“Bedroom?” He whispered hoarsely and she led him up, swaying her hips seductively in his face. She swore she heard his gulp.

Once the door was shut Ulfric tore off her armor and kissed her passionately, as though they haven’t seen each other in months. They pulled at each other’s armors without breaking their kiss. A few moments was all it took for them to be naked and on the soft, cool bed. Ulfric leaned over her, kissing her roughly before dragging his lips down her jaw and to her neck. His stubble tickled her and she shivered. Her fingers flew to his hair, untangling the small braid on the side of his head.

“You’re beautiful,” He breathed and tears sprung in her eyes. She had yearned to hear those words coming out of his lips for so long that for a moment she thought that this was all a dream. His fingers trailed over her scarred stomach and over her pussy, teasing her with feather-light touches. She arched under him and he thrust two fingers in her abruptly. She gasped and yelped, thrusting her hips up to meet his fingers. She whimpered.

Adoration 22/?

[(Anonymous)]

Ulfric took her nipple in his mouth and sucked in time with his fingers. He added another finger, stretching her further and forcing her to accommodate his thick fingers. She moaned then shivered as he switched to the other nipple. His fingers thrust into her faster and harder, the wet, sucking sound echoing around them.

Sahara was blinded by pleasure. His mouth and fingers were magic. He angled his fingers slightly and hooked them, pressing against the spot inside her that only he knew about. She screamed and arched off the bed as she came violently. He kept thrusting his fingers, prolonging her orgasm and when she was finally calming down, he pulled his fingers away and shoved his cock in her still-clenching pussy, filling her tightly.

They moaned in unison.

He started grinding his hips against hers, coaxing her body to become aroused once more. Soon she was writhing under him, his movements deliberately slow to drive her crazy.

“Please,” She moaned and arched as she tried to make him go faster, “Please, Ulfric,” She shuddered and clenched around him.

“Please what?” He gasped, thrusting shallowly, “What do you want, Elf?”

She shivered. “You,” She keened, “Only you,”

“Good.” He growled low in his throat and started pounding into her. She screamed, her pussy tightening around him unbearably, “No.” He snarled, “You will not cum until I tell you to.” He continued his harsh pace and when he felt her climax nearing, he changed his angle so that he wasn’t hitting the spot inside her that drove her crazy. She moaned with frustration.

He kept her hovering over the edge in what seemed like forever until finally his thrusts became more erratic and shallower. His panted heavily and he shuddered, his climax near.

“Please,” Sahara moaned, “Please, Ulfric.” He growled, closing his eyes and clenching his jaws. His fingers tightened around her hips until she was sure he’d leave bruises. He thrust into her desperately and she sobbed, her legs shaking with the effort to keep up with him.

“Now.” He groaned, “Cum, now.”

With his simple command he shattered, screaming and holding onto his cock, coaxing his seed to spew from his cock in a long stream. He groaned, unable to move. His body was under the power of his orgasm and he shuddered violently before finally collapsing on top of her, panting.

Sahara moaned. Her body felt deliciously boneless and having Ulfric on top of her felt so right. She wrapped her arms around his sweaty shoulders and breathed in the smell of sex and Ulfric. It was an intoxicating scent, one she wouldn’t mind smelling for the rest of her life.

It was a dangerous thought and it sobered her up quickly. He slid out of her and rolled to his side before drawing her up against his chest. She leaned over his heart, listening to its loud, erratic beating. She did that to him, she made him lose control. In a way she was proud of herself. But what of tomorrow? What happens when he ascends the throne and she’s off somewhere looking for Alduin?

“What are you thinking?” He grumbled sleepily. His hand was brushing through her hair and back lazily.

Adoration 22.5/24

[(Anonymous)]

“I have to go after Alduin.” She said softly, sadly. His hand stilled.

“Oh.” He said simply. She wasn’t sure what he meant.

He slipped out of her embrace gently and her heart broke. This was it; this was their last night together. She felt tears gathering in her eyes but she refused to cry.

Ulfric looked so serious. For a long time he didn’t speak, just looked at her. Finally, he grabbed her upper arms and drew her up, holding her close.

She embraced him back, confused. Wasn’t he going to say goodbye?

Then he went to where his clothes were so carelessly dropped and shuffled it around, looking for something. She caught a glimpse of something round and palm-sized that he slipped behind him before making his way back to her.

She cocked her head sideways and froze when he dropped to his knees. The last time he did that she ended up soaking his shirt.

“Ulfric,” She breathed, her eyes wide.

Ulfric cleared his throat and he actually flushed, “Sahara I…” He swallowed a couple of times, his Adam’s apple bobbing, “I…” He bit his lip before sighing, “As you know I will be High King and…and a King needs a Queen so,” He looked up at her, his eyes vulnerable and…scared, “Will you give me the honor of becoming my Queen?” He brought out an Amulet of Mara. It looked small in his large hands and she stared at it uncomprehendingly before snapping her gaze up to meet his eyes.

“What,” She breathed, “Ulfric I…” She blinked rapidly and he stood, pulling her against him and holding him tight.

“I know you have to go after the World-Eater,” He whispered hoarsely in her ear, “So I’ll wait for you. Just, please,” He shuddered, “Promise me that you’ll come back to me and be my Queen.”

“Yes,” She said, bursting into tears, “Of course I would,” She wrapped her arms around him.

“Come back to me quickly, okay?” He held her tightly, burying his face in her hair and breathing her in, suddenly afraid that it might be the last night that they’re together.

What if she failed at defeating Alduin?

“Come back to me.” For the first time in years, he cried.