The door of breezehome burst open, two bodies falling through. With a kick it was closed while the two people tried to go upstairs without pulling apart.
Reaching the master bedroom, Farkas broke the kiss in order to take off his armor. Taking advantage of the break, Nihren started to take off her own, throwing it's pieces around the room.
They had been away from each other for three weeks. Between the companions jobs and all the help the people from Skyrim needed from the dragonborn, they hadn't got a chance to meet.
They both were returning for Whiterun in the middle of the night, when Farkas had noticed her smell on the road. Walking faster he managed to catch up with her, and as soon they were inside the city gates he was on her, his mouth on her's, while her hand tangled themselves in his hair.
Having removed his armor he looked at her. Her face was dirty with dust, and he could see sweat in the middle of her breasts. Her hair was hard with the dust from the road, and he was sure he wasn't much better. But he didn't allow that to stop him.
In one swift movement, he sweep Nihren from her feets and, carrying her brindal style, he took her to the bed. He laid on top of her, kissing her neck and nipping at her ear. His hands went to her breasts, pinching her nipples and massaging then. Nihren moaned and spread her legs to allow him to position himself.
Farkas had his face against her neck, nipping delicious at her ear, when suddenly he let out a scream and jumped away from the bed, stumbling toward the door.
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Arachnophobia 1/?
Date: 2014-04-23 11:18 pm (UTC)Reaching the master bedroom, Farkas broke the kiss in order to take off his armor. Taking advantage of the break, Nihren started to take off her own, throwing it's pieces around the room.
They had been away from each other for three weeks. Between the companions jobs and all the help the people from Skyrim needed from the dragonborn, they hadn't got a chance to meet.
They both were returning for Whiterun in the middle of the night, when Farkas had noticed her smell on the road. Walking faster he managed to catch up with her, and as soon they were inside the city gates he was on her, his mouth on her's, while her hand tangled themselves in his hair.
Having removed his armor he looked at her. Her face was dirty with dust, and he could see sweat in the middle of her breasts. Her hair was hard with the dust from the road, and he was sure he wasn't much better. But he didn't allow that to stop him.
In one swift movement, he sweep Nihren from her feets and, carrying her brindal style, he took her to the bed. He laid on top of her, kissing her neck and nipping at her ear. His hands went to her breasts, pinching her nipples and massaging then. Nihren moaned and spread her legs to allow him to position himself.
Farkas had his face against her neck, nipping delicious at her ear, when suddenly he let out a scream and jumped away from the bed, stumbling toward the door.