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Verbatim [7/?]

Date: 2014-03-15 02:12 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
That was how it should be; her helpless below him because of what he did to her. That was the power trip he enjoyed.

“S-Siddgeir!” she cried out again, clenching hard around him. She let out a moan and collapsed, her body hitting the covered straw hard. He pulled out, his hand dripping from her release, her body still twisting below him and he grabbed her, forcing her to kiss him. She was still shaking, barely able to focus and he nipped at her ear making her moan.

“Aren’t you a good girl,” he smiled and she panted, trying hard to keep her eyes open but she was failing. He let her lay down as she was still revelling in her now third orgasm and he watched her, her small chest rising up and down.

He reached down, touching her right breast and she whimpered, covering herself which made him growl. She looked to him wearily, biting her lip. “N-Not there.”

He scowled. “Idiot,” he snapped but he relented. He wasn’t very impressed with her chest anyways but her telling him what to do did irritate him. But then again her utter submission to him did turn him on more than anything and he reached between her legs again and she shivered. She was probably sore but he didn’t care. He went back down, kissing her slit and she moaned.

“S-Siddgeir… please…” she whimpered and he glanced up at her, her flushed expression making him pause. “I want you… in me.”

He scoffed quietly. “Of course you do,” he muttered, going back down to tease her again. She started moaning again rather quick as he cleaned her, her sticky come on his tongue and he pushed his fingers back into her, feeling her tense. He was more concerned about solidifying her loyalty to him and he was gentle this time taking her off guard. She whimpered from above, twisting and he smiled to himself. It was almost too easy.

He didn’t relent until she had come three more times, each time she became louder, his name echoing through the Longhouse and his blankets became stained with her come and saliva. He didn’t stop her, encouraging her more as the looser she got the more she was desperate for him and she was kissing his neck hotly when he pushed her on her side, his hands running over her smooth skin. She tried to move back up but he slapped her back, biting her shoulder making her whimper. Her hair was sticking to her neck, sweat covering her body and he was hard again, nudging her thigh.

He stopped and moved off the bed, kicking open his dressed to pull out a small box which he had made Nenya order for him despite how much she didn’t want to. Inside was thick lubricant which had been sent from Morrowind, carefully packed so the bottles wouldn’t break. If those Dunmer women knew anything it was how to make good lubricant which didn’t surprise him.

He came back, slapping her ass making her yelp and he pulled the cork off, coating his fingers before he coated her. She was already wet but this made her slick and hot and he could barely wait as he used the rest on his cock. He pushed her legs open, ignoring her whimpers and he pinned her down, her body spread open for him.

He stared at her, drinking in how she was panting for him, her eyes only on him and he leaned over. “Kjersti,” he hissed and she flushed. “What do you want?”

“You,” she said immediately, twisting under his hands wanting him inside. He restrained himself but he kissed the side of her mouth to tease her, pleased with her answer.

“Good girl,” he complimented. “Good fucking girl.” She groaned at his words and he nipped at her ear making her jerk, panting after in anticipation. “I want you shouting my name, got it?” She nodded at his words and he reached down, pushing her thighs apart more as he teased her, purposely not pushing in which made her whimper.

She gripped his arms. “Siddgeir, please.”

“What?” he growled and she bit her lip, her nails dragging down his arms almost helpless which made him smirk. “Tell me what you want.”

“Y-You,” she said again and he scoffed.

“What do you want,” he emphasized.

Verbatim [8/?]

Date: 2014-03-15 02:13 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
“You!” she begged more and he grabbed her arms, pining her down again, grinding against her but not entering making her twist, gasping.

“What do you want?” he hissed against her ear, tugging at her earlobe making her cry out. “Tell me what you want me to do, you stupid fucking elf?”

She finally got it and he was nearly at his limit himself, his cock dripping from how worked up he was getting. “I-I want you to fuck me!”

“Louder!”

“Fuck me!” she shouted, twisting in his grip. “P-Please, fuck me Siddgeir!”

He plunged into her making her howl and he groaned himself, how damn hot she was making him fuck without a thought. He didn’t allow her to relax, unable to himself and he was on her, forcing her against him as she started crying out, her legs moving to wrap around him.

He bit her neck, losing himself for a moment as he pounded the squirming elf as she cried his name and her arms came around his neck to try and kiss him but he pulled back, pinning her down again to dominate her. He was there to make her submissive to his whims, not let her easily get off like they were equals.

He gripped her neck, watching her breath stop, her insides clenching and he kissed her, moving up to grip her hair and force her head back. She wailed. “S-Siddgeir!” she shouted. “M-My Jarl! My Jarl, I-I’m-!”

He ignored her, fucking her harder but at the rate she was losing it, he pulled out and grabbed her, tossing her on her side before he re-entered, biting the back of her neck to knock her off guard. She cried out, helpless and she started squirming making him groan.

“You stupid fucking elf,” he hissed, pinning her down again so she was restricted under him and she panted, kicking at the blankets below.

“Siddgeir! Siddgeir, gods! D-Don’t stop!” she cried and he pushed her head down, tangling his hands into her black hair as he marked her neck more, the red kisses bright on her golden skin. “S-SIDDGEIR!”

He said nothing, a low growl stuck in his throat as her damned hot and eager body was causing him to lose it. She was still as tight as the day he first took her, her squirming and weak thrusts welcome against him, her cries loud enough to be heard outside his room and he stopped focusing on dominating her as to now getting off. She didn’t seem to protest and he let him mind go as he just took her like some savage animal.

She shook against him at some point, grabbing his hand to force it between her legs to help and he hissed as she tightened, how much she called for him, the bed creaking from her thrusts and he could tell when she came by her actions. She became wild and he had to nearly flatten her to stop but her damned motions were affecting him and he held her to his body as he started getting close, his legs starting to shake.

He really couldn’t remember much up to that point other than he probably held her a little tight to himself but that wasn’t his problem. She didn’t complain – she rather became more eager – and he didn’t bother pulling out as he finally hit his damn limit. He came inside her panting body, his nails digging into her skin as he did to make her tighten, his mind being filled with something incomprehensible and he merely fucked until his hips hurt and until she was whimpering his name again, her body hot and wet.

He hissed and bit at her ear, his mind slowly coming back as he eased off, sweat cooling on the back of his neck. He didn’t roll off her, not right away but once he did, the bed felt like a relief, cold against his back and neck. He relaxed, touching the bridge of his nose where he could feel his head throbbing but not from a headache. He was exhausted and he licked his lips, still tasting her on them.

She lay uselessly beside him, her legs moving up and she moaned as she reached between herself. He watched and she bit her lip, pressing against herself for a moment before her hand moved up, wet. She sighed, content and he rolled his eyes, looking back to the ceiling.

Verbatim [9/9]

Date: 2014-03-15 02:14 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
“You still want to go to that festival?” he asked, sarcastic and he felt her eyes on him.

“No,” she said softly and she crawled to him, her cheek meeting his shoulder, her body warm and he let her. Mostly because he was too tired to shove her off. “My Jarl… I-I want to repay the favor.”

He looked down at her. “Is that so?” he muttered and she nodded.

“Anywhere, my Jarl,” she bit her lip. “I-If you want me to suck you off, I will. Multiple times. Anything to please you.”

He smirked. “You may come to regret that,” he said and she buried herself against him, kissing his skin. He held her to him, his hand moving into her hair to absently play with the strands and she dipped down against his neck, her breath light as her hands moved over his chest.

“Can I stay with you tonight?”

He sighed. “I suppose.”

She kissed his neck then moved to his jaw, her lips light against his skin and he turned, looking at her. She bit her lip and he pulled down her down for a proper one, dominating her again and she melted against him, whimpering. He didn’t hear when Nenya came back nor the sounds of Helvard hitting his bed hard from above. He was knocked out, his head full of nothing and beside him his Thane slept, her cheeks glowing and a smile on her lips.

When he woke in the morning she was curled against him and he moved away, tugging on some light robes as he went to take a leak, the light in the Longhouse making him groan. When he came back Nenya was up, carrying in some bread from the barracks and he looked at her. She looked to him for a second, her lips thin and he had to stop.

“What?” he snapped and she said nothing for a moment.

“The guards could hear you two last night,” she said and he stared at her before he smiled.

“Good,” he said and she scowled at him. “What’s your problem with it?”

“You shouldn’t abuse her feelings like this, Siddgeir,” she lectured and he rolled his eyes. “You know she cares about you more than you deserve.”

“Nenya, go fuck yourself,” he snapped as he moved back to his room, his neutral mood now going sour. “I’m staying in bed today so deal with the smallfolk and make sure my breakfast is hot and fresh, not the slop you usually feed me. Oh, and make it for two as the Thane is currently still naked and well-fucked in my goddamn bed.”

She said nothing, her disapproval apparent and he shut the door behind him, running a hand through his hair in irritation as he went back to his bed. He flopped back into it, annoyed and beside him, she stirred, moving to seek him out, her head curling against his chest and he sighed.

“Good morning,” she said softly and he looked down at her as she leaned against him. He nudged her awake.

“You wanted to repay the favor?” he asked and she slowly focused on him, her eyes still clouded with sleep. “Well today you can, Thane. You’re spending the day pleasuring me, understand?”

She turned a deep red, becoming alert and he smirked at her, reaching down to grab her hand to shove it on his cock. She flushed, looking down but her shoulders relaxed and she looked to him, licking her lips. “Anything special I should do?”

“Yes,” he smirked. “Make sure Nenya and the guards hear you.”

Her ears turned pink but she moved down, pulling his tunic up as her eyes focused on him. “Y-Yes, my Jarl.”

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Re: Verbatim [9/9]

Date: 2014-03-20 06:06 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Confession time... I am addicted to your stories! Especially these two! They push all my happy buttons! After reading the other story on them that left me in tears for hours, this is a welcome sight!

Are you in my head nonny??? The whole time in my sobby state I wanted to see it from his perspective. You do a great job keeping his thoughts mysterious, even for a selfish brat.

Now I am tossing internet loves your way for managing to give me exactly what I wanted! Thanks for another great fill!!

Re: Verbatim [9/9]

Date: 2014-03-21 01:02 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
*covers face and rolls around* dsjhfhjhf T-Thank you thank yooou ahahdjd thank you so much anon it really, really means a lot to me. fffdfffff *rolls around more*

Re: Verbatim [9/9]

Date: 2014-03-21 01:11 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Sweet as usual. Thank you again I can't get enough of these two. They have become my favorite on the whole meme.

Re: Verbatim [9/9]

Date: 2014-03-21 01:22 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
jfgjhgfjhf gaaaaaaaaaah t-thank you so much dsjhfhfhdj *rolls around more*

Re: Verbatim [9/9]

Date: 2014-04-13 06:26 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
This pair... omggggg!!! I'm so addicted to the story growing between them. Please please please write more!!! You do such an amazing job making Siddgeir such a jerk yet making everyone wish for them to be happy together!! @_@ The tension and angst and those brief sweet moments... *faints* Keep up the fantastic work A!A!!!

Re: Verbatim [9/9]

Date: 2014-04-17 07:25 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
I LOVE this pair! I keep hoping she will get pregnant...I would LOVE to see how they deal with that! I also love that this one was more from his perspective.

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