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Allegorical 4/4
Date: 2015-04-28 03:14 pm (UTC)“I think it’s time I took a little for myself,” he purred, grasping his cock in hand and guiding it to her mouth. “Open, and suck for me, and if you bite, there will be consequences.”
Altia grudgingly opened her mouth, and he slid himself inside, grasping her head as he began to slowly move his hips back and forth. He moaned softly, fingers stroking her hair as she sucked. She’d done this before, and she knew how to get a man off. She tongued the slit at the top of his cock, bobbing her head back and forth. The hairs at his base tickled her nose, but she never got close enough to take him to the hilt. She teethed it a little, continuing to suck. He shuddered, grinning.
“By the Eight, you’re good at this,” he breathed. “Much practise in the barracks, I see.”
She growled and he gasped in delight at the vibrations running over his cock, moaning. He pulled himself out slowly and wiped her mouth clean from the saliva around her lips, smirking in satisfaction. He moved down the bed, opening her up with his fingers and pressing his head against her slit. Slowly, agonisingly, he slid himself in, parting her walls and causing her to whimper. Gods, she was almost ready to cum again. The size of him was as she’d expected, and he felt hard and unyielding, burying his head in her shoulder as he went in to the hilt. He bit her neck softly, licking the area and causing her to buck in surprise.
The Justiciar grasped her hips and started to fuck her like she was air and he was a drowning man. Pressing his form roughly against hers, he kissed her, groaning wildly as she gasped. It was more than she could have imagined, harder than she’d ever been taken. Breathing became difficult. His nails met her back, rough and raking down her skin, leaving welts she’d have for days to come. He bit her, capturing her lips as his body slammed into hers. This was rough, it was calculated, and he hit all the spots she had, her eyes raising to the ceiling as sweat dripped down her body.
She was on fire, shuddering with each thrust as he rolled her clit beneath his thumb. His other hand was in her hair, holding on tightly as his mouth ravished her neck, fingers twitching as she felt him, quiver. This was affecting him just as much as it was her. His hand moved down, cupping her breast and flicking her nipple as he took her, golden skin contrasting against her bronze body.
“I see why you…you patrol the…oh gods…the rich quarters, you’re quite the…Auriel, ughn!..quite prepared for anything.”
His groaning shouldn’t have affected her the way it did, but the thought of the smooth-talking agent being reduced to a hot mess by the feeling of her body was strange. His words were stuttered, and his lips trembled against her skin. It made her feel powerful, even if she hated the situation. She came, loudly and arching into him as he whispers stupid pet names into her ear, biting her neck, fingering her nub and rolling her nipple under his thumbs. He twitched, and spurted into her, collapsing next to her and panting like a dying man. Altia gathered her strength, breaking free of the restraints and rolling him over. She jumped from the bed, falling onto the floor and grabbing her amour. He sat up, panting, as she threw some of it on and ran out of the room. He watched her go, staggering out of the bed and over to his robes. Pulling them over his head, he fastened them, pulling up his trousers and slipping on his hood. He picked up his gloves, and walked slightly awkwardly from his room. A bark caught his ears.
“Tarindil!” his superior snapped. “Where in Oblivion have you been?” The other Altmer looked his subordinate over, and scoffed. “Perhaps I don’t want to know. Get back to your station.”
“As you wish, Narimian,” Tarindil replied.
Re: Allegorical 4/4
Date: 2015-04-29 08:28 am (UTC)The characters, the voice, the hotness, excellent grammar - it was the whole package! Thank you for writing it!
A!Anon here
Date: 2015-04-29 06:05 pm (UTC)Re: Allegorical 4/4
Date: 2015-05-13 02:32 am (UTC)A!Anon here
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Date: 2015-06-01 08:20 am (UTC)Re: Allegorical 4/4
Date: 2015-10-08 09:24 pm (UTC)A!Anon here
Date: 2015-10-23 11:53 pm (UTC)