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Duet (3b/4)
Date: 2013-05-31 11:29 am (UTC)Yvonne was standing smirking in front of the throne, the Blade of Falkreath at her side. Her cheeks were flushed, her braid a little messy now, her chest rising and falling with every breath. And she was in his power. She was his. The thought was enough to make him shift uneasily on the throne, more than aware of the sudden stiffening between his legs.
«Ah. Yes. W-what did you want to talk about?»
«The property you promised me. I heard I’m not the only one asking for it.» But she was wary now, and her smile was gone. «Is everything alright?»
«Sure. And yes, the land, I remember. I’ll tell Nenya to…»
«My Jarl.»
She came closer, her eyes focused on the bulge in his breeches. He didn’t care much about her anger, anyway. She was his Thane, was she not? She was compelled to forget that little… accident, if so he commanded. But when he studied her face searching for irritation or repulsion all he could see was mild interest.
«I’ll tell Nenya to try and talk the others down» he continued. She ignored him.
«You could have told me» she simply said, and now she was too close, her breasts exactly in front of his eyes. She wasn’t talking about the land anymore. «I’m serious. I swore an oath to please you, and if something bothers you I’d like to know it, so I can help you.»
His skin was on fire, his erection pressing hard against the breeches. How dared she tease him like that? Did she think he would not punish her? Siddgeir of Falkreath was not amused.
«Then please me» he blurted out. He grabbed her right hand and forced it down on his groin, making her jump in surprise. «Do it.»
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Yes, I'm still alive! I've already written the last part, so I'll probably post it soon.