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Sleepless - Part 92a/?
Date: 2014-03-19 09:22 am (UTC)When Ariella had come back upstairs Aela had roped her in for a few drinks. The Huntress and Farkas’ combined efforts meant Ariella was feeling the effects of the mead. Her head was fuzzy and she wasn’t as shy as she normally was.
Once Vilkas realised his brother and Aela were working on getting Ariella drunk he kept a closer eye on her. Although he didn’t like the idea of Ariella being drunk she was a bit more confident, which he did like.
Vilkas admittedly let himself drink a bit too much as well. He was nursing another bottle of mead, head already fuzzy. He leaned against one of the walls, watching the festivities. Ariella was across the room talking with Aela and Athis. When Farkas handed her another bottle of mead Vilkas pushed himself from the wall and walked over to her.
She was already sipping it when he placed his hand around the bottle and pulled it from her grasp. She made a face at him and Vilkas placed it aside.
“Fine then,” she said, not protesting. “Dance with me then, Vilkas.”
She stood and took his hands. She was not one for dancing but Vilkas wasn’t going to protest. Aela raised her eyebrows at him suggestively and he shook his head at her.
Ariella was a better dancer than him; he was meant to swing swords not women. After a bit he noticed a few of the other Companions getting up to dance. Athis danced with Njada, Farkas danced with Aela, Ria danced with some mercenary and Torvar tried to get a dance but failed.
Vilkas spun Ariella smiling as she laughed. When she stopped she wobbled on her feet, hands curling into his tunic to steady herself. The world was spinning around her and she had trouble keeping her footing. Vilkas wrapped his arms around her, which made her feel steady. She buried her face in his chest relishing in the feeling of safety he gave her.
Ariella looked up at him and he was looked at her smiling. She was about to push herself onto her toes when a fight broke out. She looked over to the commotion and saw that Athis and Njada had started to brawl.
The Breton turned back to Vilkas and she captured his lips with her own in a chaste kiss. Vilkas returned the kiss arms moving so that he was pressing Ariella against him, not just supporting her.
One of her hands left his tunic and wrapped around his neck as the kiss deepened. Vilkas could taste the mead on her lips and, once she opened her mouth to him, the mead on her tongue as well.
Vilkas broke the kiss and Ariella searched for his lips again. She looked at him and he made a notion towards the stairs with his head. Everyone’s attention must have been taken up by the brawl to not notice them kissing but they would need privacy for what he wanted to do to her. She smiled and nodded, the both of them joining hands as they walked downstairs.
Ariella stumbled slightly as she went and once downstairs Vilkas picked the Breton up and put her over his shoulder. She laughed and kicked at him playfully but Vilkas didn’t put her down, he would get to the room much faster this way.
Sleepless - Part 92b/?
Date: 2014-03-19 09:29 am (UTC)She stopped walking and his eyes fell to the bed. Covered in books.
“Ariella?” he half growled out. It wouldn’t take that long to clear off.
“Sorry, I got bored…” she slurred her words slightly. She made a move towards the bed and Vilkas turned her around to face him. He captured her lips and decided that they could clear the bed after.
He picked up the small woman, her legs instinctively wrapping around his waist, and he pressed her to a wall. He held her there, kissing her as she eventually caught onto the idea.
“Here?” She asked with a small laugh.
“Why not?” She laughed again at his response their mouths joining. Her hands began to tug at the edges of Vilkas’ tunic. She pulled it up and over his head with relative ease.
His hands moved up her legs, pushing the bottom of her robes up. As Vilkas worked on the ties of her pants she did the same to his. Ariella’s hips rolled into him slightly as he pressed against her a bit more to keep her against the wall. The friction made him growl as he felt his arousal grow.
She had the ties undone before he untied hers. Once he got the stubborn ties undone their pants were removed and when Vilkas looked down at Ariella she was far too dressed.
He was standing there in his small clothes while Ariella was still covered in robes. He pressed his lips against hers, one of her hands tangling into his hair as he began to undo the robes.
He tugged at buckles, tried to push away layers and was just about to give up when Ariella broke their kiss with a small laugh.
“I would have thought you’d know how to undo robes by now, you’ve undressed me enough.” Her hands began to guide his,
“Stupid layers…” He grumbled out, not able to hide the laughter in his voice. She laughed with him, the movement of her laughing against him made him growl with desire.
“Stupid Skyrim weather.” She pulled the robes open and Vilkas lifted her away from the wall to remove what was left of her clothing. When he pressed her back against it Ariella found the stone to be cool and rough.
He ran a hand up her side and breathed in her scent before kissing her again. He worked on removing their small clothes and soon there was no more fabric between them. Her hips rolled slightly against him and in the back of his mind he felt his wolf stirring.
Yet when Ariella breathed out his name the wolf was silenced.
He slid into her in a rather quick motion. He gave her time to adjust to him before slowly moving his hips. Ariella’s hands tangled in his hair and his hands fell to her hips. He pressed against her a bit more to keep her against the wall as he began to thrust harder and faster.
He tried to catch her lips, yet missed. He kissed her nose then cheek, Ariella laughed a bit before capturing his lips herself. He could still taste mead on her tongue and as her hands clutched into his hair tighter he had to break the kiss.
Her moan was not muffled at all but neither were his grunts. Everyone would be upstairs anyway. Vilkas was closer than he would have liked and he knew there wasn’t really anything that would stop him from reaching his end.
He used one hand to rub Ariella’s sensitive nub, which quickly left her breathless. He still came before her but she was only shortly after him.
He continued thrusting until she was entirely spent. When she was finished they kissed once more then walked over to the bed. They removed the books and paper that covered it before crawling into bed and holding each other close.
Re: Sleepless - Part 92b/?
Date: 2014-03-20 08:18 am (UTC)