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skyrimkinkmeme ([personal profile] skyrimkinkmeme) wrote2012-02-17 04:29 pm
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Skyrim Page 3 - "Either you're naked, or I'm drunk. Maybe both."

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Re: Haematophiliac Dragonborn

(Anonymous) 2012-11-11 08:16 am (UTC)(link)
Popping my kinkmeme cherry, be nice. :)
Title: Colour of Night
Kinks: bloodplay, knifeplay, masturbation (death?)
Characters: Imperial fem!DB, Deekus
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"The Void is in need of another soul, don't you think?" Elin smirked behind the cowl shrouding her face.

"What are you talking about? Wait, you mean..." Deekus glanced nervously at the waves lapping on the shore nearby, judging the distance between him and the water.

"The Dark Brotherhood is here for you." Elin whipped out the Blade of Woe with her right hand and rammed the heel of her left palm up into Deekus's chin, knocking his head backwards. A continuation of the Blade's arc as she drew it would have cleanly slit his throat if the Argonian hadn't made a final effort to avoid the embrace of Sithis. He flung himself sideways towards the ocean, receiving a long but fairly shallow cut on the side of his neck instead of a lethal gash across the windpipe and arteries.

Deekus fell to the pebbled ground just short of the water. Elin grabbed the shoulderband of his simple hide armour and with a grunt, heaved him back towards dry ground.

"Good thing this dagger is enchanted to drain the life from people it's used on." Elin knelt, putting one knee on top of Deekus's chest to keep him still. "Even a minor blow can be incapacitating. Don't worry, I'll try to..."

Elin's eyes homed in on the thin, steady trickle of blood running down her contract's neck, bright red. Was it her imagination, or could she smell its metallic odor?

"I'll make this..."

Gods, now was not the time to feel those faint twinges shivering down her spine towards a certain place between her legs. Elin shook her head slightly, trying to focus, but as soon as she stopped moving all she could see was the blood.

Well, why not have a little fun? It wasn't like anyone would know - she was in the middle of nowhere off the northern coast of Skyrim with only a soon-to-be-dead Argonian for company.

She grinned. "I'll make this interesting

"Wha- what are you going to do?" Deekus asked, voice raspier than usual even for an Argonian.

"Did I say you could speak?" Elin snapped, sheathing the Blade of Woe and drawing a smaller, unenchanted dagger from the top of her boot. The steel shone dully in the weak winter sunset. "No, I didn't. So shut up and don't ask stupid questions." She pressed the tip of the dagger into the cut and slowly traced its length, causing more blood to leak out. Now she actually could smell it, a faint coppery scent in the chilly air. The shiver tingled through her again, stronger than before and making its presence very much known beneath her armour. More blood, her mind whispered.

Slowly Elin drew the dagger down Deekus's left arm, a line of crimson following its path. She traced it back upwards with a finger, smearing the slick warm blood before lifting her hand and slowly touching her tongue to the red mess on her hand. Her mouth filled with the taste of metal and salt as she closed her eyes and moaned softly.

Deekus stared in horror, wondering briefly if this woman were a vampire before taking advantage of Elin's distraction to try and squirm out from beneath her.

“Hold still!” she yelled, striking wildly and without proper aim. Deekus flung up his uninjured arm to protect himself, deflecting the blade away from his face but receiving a deep cut near his wrist. Blood flowed from the new gash, steaming a bit where it pooled on the frozen ground.

Blood everywhere, blood blood blood blood blood blood....

Haematophiliac Dragonborn- OP here

(Anonymous) 2012-11-12 05:06 am (UTC)(link)
Yes! Absolutely loved it, thank you~!

Happy A!A here

(Anonymous) 2012-11-13 08:37 am (UTC)(link)
Thanks! ^_^ I'll post a second part containing actual smut soon, I had to put writing on hold for a couple days because of studying and fun college stuff like that.