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"Bandit: A Love Story" -- 1c/? -- F!DB/M!Bandit

[(Anonymous)]

She’d left Cyrodiil in search of adventure. Had thought that the martial training she’d received would be enough. And, indeed, it might have been if she’d just listened to the advice of those more experienced than her.

He pulled away the leather, exposing her torso to his eyes. She stared up at him in challenge, daring him to find fault with the scars that marked her body. Each a testament to a mistake that should have cost her life, and hadn’t. But instead of the disgust she often got from the more “civilized” races in the Empire, she saw respect; just a flash of it, before the heat was back in his eyes.

He was flexible, she had to give him that.

His lips seized her nipple, drawing it into his mouth sharply. She arched instinctively, a gasp escaping her lips. His teeth brushed against the sensitive peak, and her breath came in rough pants.

She bucked against him, trying to dislodge him the same way she had just moments before, but this time he corrected for her move, and pinned her once more. She growled, and he chuckled, his lips releasing her deliciously sore nipple as he nuzzled across her chest. His stubble scratched against her tender skin, leaving behind a trail of redness. And then he was claiming her other nipple, and giving it more of the same treatment.

She couldn’t help the way her breathing hitched, wasn’t sure she would have stopped it if she could.

She reached up to work on undressing him further, and without missing a beat, he caught her hands and pulled them away, pressing them into the hard floor above her head. He moved so he was nuzzling against her throat, alternating the burn of his stubble with the softness of kisses and the sharpness of the occasional bite.

“Talk to me, princess. Tell me how much you want me,” his voice was a low rumble beneath her ear before he caught her earlobe and nibbled on that as well. “Tell me how much you love having a dirty Nord like me defile you. I can tell you’re enjoying this.”

He caught her hair, pulled her head back and to the side with it, and began lavishing attention on the other side of her neck.

“I-“ the words wouldn’t quite come. She’d thought she was prepared for this, but nothing she had experienced before could truly have compared to what she was feeling. The combination of desperate need and that edge of fear that this was all just a ploy on his part left her reeling. “I need you to touch me.”

He growled, and bit down harder.

“Not what I meant, princess.” His lips caressed the spot where his teeth had caught the skin. His hand had released her hair at some point, but she still turned her head so the bare stretch of skin was exposed to him.

“I don’t know what to say.” There was an edge of desperation and honesty in her words that made him pause for just a heartbeat. She felt it. The slight lag in movement between nip and kiss that marked the shift in his focus.

She took advantage of it, flipped him so he was on his back and she was straddling him once more. The smile she put on her face took just a moment too long. Concern flickered across his features.

Kathryn wanted to yell at him. To tell him to stop giving a damn what she was feeling and to just be a rough brute for her to fuck and then kill. But giving voice to those words would change what was happening here. Would change the way she felt about using him for his body.

And it was a damn fine body.

She rubbed against him, felt the ridge of his erection straining his pants. Heard the way his breath changed when she did it. And then she smiled her predatory smile right back at him and began working her way down his body, letting her belly and then breasts rub against the lump in his pants as she moved.

She made quick work of his belt and the fastening to his pants. He was so hard that she had some trouble getting him out of his pants. But when she did, she realized it was worth it.

He was hard as a rock, and larger than average, even for a Nord. She licked her lips, and then glanced up at his face. He was watching her, that dangerous smile back.