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The Other Woman -- F!DB/Alvor -- 6b/?

[(Anonymous)]

“Danica,” he said, his voice a low rumble in the darkness. Alvor was large, and in the shadows his face was impossible to read. She took a deep breath, and fought down the rush of adrenaline that had rushed through her at his appearance.

“Alvor,” she said, his name more of a sigh on her lips than a strong statement. He took a step toward her. Raised one hand as if to touch her, but let it drop back to his side without making contact.

She couldn’t see his face, it was lost in the shadows. She wished she could see his eyes, it would tell her so much more about what he was thinking, what his intentions had been when he had come out here. She wondered if he had expected to find her here, if he had hoped she was here, or if he had hoped his smithy was empty.

She would never know.

He took another step, and they were toe-to-toe. He was looking down at her, she knew that, but she still couldn’t see his face, though she tilted her head back and looked up as though she could.

“Why are you here?” He asked, his voice little more than a whisper. She felt his warm breath upon her face, smelled Nord Ale there. Was he drunk? She wished she knew. But that scent gave her courage, somehow. It was familiar, a reminder that for all her grand thoughts, Alvor was just a man.

A man in a loveless marriage, who doubtless stayed because of his daughter.

“For you,” she said, lifting her hand to touch his cheek. He didn’t flinch away. She took that as a good sign, and allowed her hand to stroke the warm flesh of his skin, to feel the hair of his beard tickling her palm.

He sighed, and she thought she felt him lean into her hand. But then he spoke.

“You can’t be here.”

“But I am here, Alvor.” She said, hoping that he really had leaned into her touch. That it had not been the imaginings of a desperate fool. “And you are here.”

“Only to send you away.” He didn’t sound any more convinced by his words than Danica was. He spoke as a man who was making empty gestures, protesting because he should, rather than because he believed what he was saying.

“Then send me away.” She dared, leaning forward and bracing her palm against his chest. Offering her mouth to him, but making him actually kiss her instead of the other way around.

He groaned. And then he was kissing her. He wrapped one arm around her waist, pulling her body against his. He caught the back of her head with his other hand, cradling her against him. His lips were warm, and soft, and he tasted of ale. He kissed her hungrily, his lips demanding more of her. More he said with his kiss.

She melted against him.
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And you thought the last one was a cliffhanger? <3

Re: The Other Woman -- F!DB/Alvor -- 6b/?

[(Anonymous)]

Oh you tease! I don't know what I'll do if the next update ends in something so fucking beautiful, maybe combust. Who knows. I do know that you are doing something amazing with this fill. I never though Alvor was anything special before, and sure as never had a kink for adultery until now, but I beg you for more and next time I play Skyrim (which will likely be in a few hours)I'm gonna just hang around Alvor's smith for a few pointless moments with a grin.

Re: The Other Woman -- F!DB/Alvor -- 6b/?

[(Anonymous)]

ahhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! what are you doing!?!? ahhhh!!!!!

:3 :3 :3