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Dibella!Priestess/Anyone - "Agent of Dibella - A Forbidden Craving" 3/4
Date: 2013-06-04 02:00 am (UTC)He falters for a second, his eyes lower to her cleavage which is slowly appearing from the folds of her tunic. She doesnât wear a breast band and so the soft round bosom is now directly in front of him.
âI-I imagine to come to her shop a-and ask her to retrieve something from the shelves behind herâ¦â
As he speaks, the priestess keep on disrobing. She lets the raw wool fabric slide from her shoulders until her chest is fully exposed.
â⦠I turn around the counter. She doesnât hear me moving nor notice my presence at her back..â
The woman stands up and the tunic pools at her feet. She is naked. A naked priestess. A naked human priestess in his room. The Altmer swallows but doesnât avert is gaze.
She nods as a sign to keep voicing his carnal thoughts.
â.. I grab her without notice and put my hand on her mouth to prevent her scream. I shove her on the counter and I gag her with her belt..â
She is approaching him now. The Altmer is still sitting in his pinewood chair but he has shifted slightly and she can see that he is enjoying the view.
âWhat happens next?â the woman asks sultry.
âI raise her dress and fuck her hard and fastâ his corundum eyes are glistening. She recognizes the effects of arousal. He is now ready to receive her last teaching.
âShow meâ
He rises, with his right hand he takes her wrist, with the other he shoves the silver tableware on the floor and then proceeds to push her on the wooden surface.
The Breton turns her head and she can see resolution on his face. That is good. The Altmer needs a good amount of it if he wants to take out of the room this role play and act it with the intended participant.
He retrieves the rope of her tunic and gag her with it loosely, a reminder of his fantasy that still allows her to speak. He seems quite pleased with his work and less guilty about actually doing what his inner instinct wants.
He just needs an additional encouragement.
âW-What are you doing in my shop? Why are you assaulting me?â She whines, voice muffled by the rope.
This just does the work.
âSilence wench. I am her to take my pleasure from youâ the Altmer is thorough in his improvisation.
âPleaseâ¦donât hurt meâ She decides that the better way to make him familiar with this new experience is to let him take the lead and simply follow.
He growls at the womanâs words and she hears the clinking of buckles that always precedes the act. She whispers a small prayer, as she always does before coupling, and thanks the Lady for her presence in her life.
He enters her soon after. It is not gentle, but she had already figured it out from his confession, nonetheless she enjoys the steady rhythm that her partner has set. The High Elf grabs her small waist with his long fingers like a vise. What a better way to effectively know someoneâs traits and quirks than bedding them?
This Altmer is an alpha male but she knows that the need he has to bend the other to his will hides a latent insecurity.
He slaps her hard on the backside and incites her to please him. She tells him everything he wants to hear, she pleads, she assures him that she will be at his disposal whenever he wants, she asks him to violate her in every way, to use the objects she sells to penetrate her, to make her scream.
When she begs him to fuck her in front of her customers to show the entire city who is giving her this unbearable pleasure, he pushes hard and comes with an intensity that she hasnât seen in quite a while.
She closes her eyes and hums in the perfection of this moment, when everything culminates in a blissful glory.
Her duty has been fulfilled. Praise to Dibella.
When the man and the woman recompose themselves, she makes sure that the experience has been pleasurable.