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The Day Andril Tanned Lydia 2a/?

[(Anonymous)]

Lydia didn’t say a word. She simply watched her thane make his exit. That parting statement about her trousers was obviously meant to embarrass her. She let out a sigh of relief. He probably assumed she would spend the next couple of hours fretting over the promised spanking. It was actually a cleaver ploy. But, she was already plotting ways to get out of being spanked.

Two hours should be plenty of time for him to calm down enough to discuss this like adults. In her line of work, often she spent more time in danger than out of it. Therefore, it felt unreasonable to punish her for this. She was startled out of her musing by a knock on the door. The innkeeper and his wife had arrived with the promised food and bath. The wife began to arrange the food and lay out bathing items, chatting nervously the whole time.

The innkeeper briefly left the room to return with her armor. Lydia noticed the speculative glance he sent her. Obviously, he was curious about how she escaped Thalmor custody. He plied her things in a stack by the door. The two of them bid her goodnight and withdrew leaving her alone. Lydia briefly wondered how Andril had retrieved her armor. She had no way of knowing that shortly after he confiscated it from her, Ondolmar himself had sent her things to the inn.

Meanwhile, Lydia decided to bathe before her meal. She used the bathing cloths and hot scented water to cleanse every inch of her skin before washing her hair. It felt really good to be rid of the dirt from the road. She viewed the discarded prison garb and her armor with distaste. Unable to stomach wearing either of them, she dug around in the wardrobe and found a nice blue dress.

Feeling human again, she carefully worked the tangles out of her hair before uncovering her meal. Immediately she felt guilty. Compared to the stew she had chosen for him, Andril had ordered her a feast. Her plate featured steamed mud crab legs with golden butter, grilled leeks, baked potatoes, and garlic bread. There was even a slice of apple pie and a bottle of Black-Briar Reserve. A separate basket contained an assortment of red and green apples and a lone long taffy treat.

Lydia didn’t allow her guilt to keep her from enjoying her meal. In record time she had cleaned her plate and finished the mead. Her full stomach and comfortable clothes lulled her into relaxing. The next thing she knew was a sense of disorientation when a loud knocking jerked her awake. At first she didn’t know where she was but then the evenings events came crashing back. Andril!

She briefly wondered what he would do if she didn’t open the door for him. But that would just make him angry again. She wanted to retain as much of her dignity as possible. She swallowed before going to open the door. Her brief period of respite had run out.

Andril knew he had been dragging his feet before returning to Lydia. This was his first time being responsible for chastising a subordinate. But for her misconduct, she was lucky to be getting off with a spanking. She loved to take verbal shots at him. As long as it only affected him, he was inclined to ignore her. But this time she had endangered others. She had all but invited the Thalmor to Whiterun.

When Lydia opened the door for him, the first thing he noticed was how much younger she looked freshly scrubbed. Without her armor she seemed different almost shy. She was watching him warily and biting her lip. He found it hard to reconcile the girl before him, with his warrior housecarl. Andril almost changed his mind. He had to remind himself why he was doing this. He offered her his hand intending to lead her to the chair and get started. He felt it was in the best interest of both of them to get this over with.

Re: The Day Andril Tanned Lydia 2a/?

[(Anonymous)]

I suppose in that dress she's not technically wearing trousers...
I can't wait for the next update.

Re: The Day Andril Tanned Lydia 2a/? A!A's note

[(Anonymous)]

Lydia thinks she found a loophole. But I'm pretty sure it's not going to work out how she thinks. By the way, I started a second fill on this pairing. So far it has not popped up on Delicious. I'm not good at posting links on here. But, if anyone is interested, it's called "Worlds Apart a Housecarls Tale". It can be found on Skyrim page 5 page 8 of 33. I'm not sure if that 33 will change but that's the most current number. I'm really glad you are enjoying this fill. The next update will be soon I promise.

Re: The Day Andril Tanned Lydia 2a/?

[(Anonymous)]

Loving it!