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Skyrim Page 3 - "Either you're naked, or I'm drunk. Maybe both."

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“Well if we knew where the money was we could get it back, but those that knew are all dead.”

“Well, it’s not like things are going badly. No worse than before.”

Receding footsteps. The door to the Flagon closing.

“Ah!”

“Oh fuck.”

Dyce groaned. “Gods finally,” he practically sobbed.

“Ngh! I thought they would never leave.” Freed from their silence, they gasped and bucked against each other.

Dyce bit at Brynjolf’s chest. “You look so very delicious,” he said. “But I honestly don’t think I could take that much more waiting.” He squeezed Brynjolf’s hips between his legs. “I just want to come,” he confessed.

“Lad, you- yes.” Brynjolf raised his head, “How? Which way? I don’t, I really don’t care.” His hands hadn’t stopped kneading at Dyce’s arse.

Dyce smirked, “Since you like it so much, you can have it.”

Brynjolf jerked his hips up, “You just want this.”

“Maybe.”

“Top left hand drawer.”

“Seriously? You dirty bastard.” Dyce finally pulled himself away from Brynjolf and crawled out on his hands and knees from under the desk before kneeling and opening the required drawer and pawing through the bits of paper, quills, bottles of ink, old coins, bits of string-

Brynjolf loomed over him, and reached past his shoulders, and into the back corner of the drawer.

“Got it. Hold still.” With his free hand he tugged Dyce’s trousers and pants down around his knees. Dyce didn’t argue, he just spread his legs as far as he could with his armour still half on.

Brynjolf was sloppy and in a hurry and Dyce didn’t care because he was in a hurry too and probably wouldn’t have complained if he hadn’t bothered at all - at least, not until he felt just how big Brynjolf was.

Brynjolf wrapped an arm around Dyce’s chest and with his other hand guided his cock into the Breton. Dyce nearly came then and there, and if Brynjolf had touched his cock he would have. He hissed and gasped and steadied himself. Brynjolf didn’t sound much more collected, and he held himself still for a few moments, shuddering with the repressed desire to move.

“Ready now, lad?” Brynjolf rumbled in his ear.

“Please.”

Brynjolf slipped a hand around Dyce’s aching cock, and started to move. He managed to thrust into him once, twice and then he lost it and Dyce flung his head back and tried not to lose his teeth on the edge of the table as those muscles he’d admired earlier flexed as he was fucked just on the edge of painfully hard for breathless, desperate seconds and then Brynjolf and his gorgeous cock fucked him right over the edge and he came as he felt the Nord swell and thrust one last time and come inside him, a ‘yes, oh, right there, you wonderful bastard you gorgeous-” and then Brynjolf ground his teeth around Dyce’s earlobe and Dyce could only moan breathless agreement as he spent himself.

Dyce let go of the edge of the table and they toppled back onto the floor. For the first time Dyce realised how filthy it was. And how filthy they now were. Didn’t matter.

“We should get up before someone else comes in,” Dyce said.

“Yeah.”

They pulled themselves upright and Dyce also pulled his trousers up. They looked at each other, half appreciative and half amused at the state they were in.

“You know, we should do that again,” Dyce said. “Somewhere like the Jarl’s throne room.”

“Right under the throne,” Brynjolf added.

“While she’s sitting in it.”

They laughed and Brynjolf wrapped an arm around Dyce’s shoulders, “Come on, I owe you a drink.”

Tags: char:M!DB char:Brynjolf relationship:slash race:breton series:dyce kink:frottage kink:public_sex kink:anal

Dyce, Dyce, Dyce, Dyce! I love you! Seriously! You make me wish I had a cock, just so you could love me too. (I know, I know, and I could fem!Dom him to tears, trust me-but it's not love)

This was absolutely everything I was hoping for when I requested it and then it was even more! The dialog *The Dialog!* Who reads Kink meme for the dialog??? And yet, it was so very good! I loved the serious discussion about what the Hell happened with Mercer and Nocturnal.

There are a few other stories that have tacled that, but most have been lacking. And it's not hard to understand why- you are trying to explain the unexplainable. Why would Mercer do such a thing? Mercer, who on one hand really did care about the Guild and on some level the Dragonborn, but who was also willing to steal (okay, thief!) and kill? What caused that? What was he thinking? And what the hell does a Daedric prince have to do with it all? It's in so many ways the best writing in the game. (I only think the Paarthurnax story comes close) And I do believe that Dyce is right- Mercer got played. That's what Daedra do! When you flip the story and look at it that way, it's obvious.

And it's also way telling that the solution to the problem, is that you Take His Place.Yes, now you are the Guildmaster, but you are also Nocturnals personal pull-toy. That's a losing position to be in any way you look at it. No wonder Dyce had to get out and that Brynjolf has been emotionally MIA. And Karliah, the oldest of the three, is doing to oldest sibling trick and trying to be the pleaser. It's fucking textbook psycholgy.

And you, my beloved Dyce!Anon, managed to nail this all in 6 fucking chapters!!!! God Damn It I hate you. Especially when you were able to also have a significate personality change in Dyce (thanks Dibella!) and a seriously hot sex scene! All I can say is I hope you got excellent terms when you sold your soul.

The dialog about sex was as good as the actualy sex, and that's simply not fair. I'm so impressed what you managed to nail Brynjolf's personality- yeah, he *IS* all about the chase. Hell, even in the game, once he's got you in the guild he doesn't have any time for you. The whole 'Sorry Lad (Lass) I'm busy' crap. And Dyce is, and always has been, a fabulous, horrible tease, except when he isn't. You'r character work is flawless, as I've come to expect.

As I hoped, you really went to town on what a beautiful hunk of Nord man Brynjolf is. I love how you describe them and I really love how much they excite Dyce. His appreciateion of Nord cocks is so honestly, delightfully dirty. He really turns lust into something beautiful and I deeply enjoy his debauchery.

When it was over, I honestly felt really good for the two of them. So many times I want Dyce to have more of a relationship with his partners, and feel like he's leaving things unsaid and unexplored- emotionally incomplete, if you will. (Because I'm a monogamist at heart) But in this case, I really felt like they were just in a much better place, not requiring a much more. Sure, a repeat would be fun times, but it's not 'needed' if you know what I mean. I can only assume that Erandur's lessions about sharing Dyce's feelings have really made a change in him for the better.

I'm not sure what that says about your talent as a writer (significant) or my obsession as a reader (scary!) that I'm so deeply invested in Dyce's emotional progression, but there it is. At least I try to be honest.

Thank you so much Dyce!anon for such an excellent story! You made my wishes come true and I'm a very happy Dyce!fan. Anytime you need suggestions for Lord Dyce I'd be very happy to make them (Dragons) and in the mean time I will enjoy what you have shared here.

Dyce did list Vex among the people he loved - and oddly enough he seems to have some kind of ongoing thing with her. If I'd actually gotten around to writing Tembre-Wide-Arm's story he would have loved her as well, I'm sure. I know most of Dyce's fans are probably there for the slash, but I'd like to write him a bit more seriously with a female NPC at some point, but they're just not prompted as often.

Anyway, I'm glad you liked! It took me ages to write this fill; the hardest part was the transition from seriousface!discussion to smut. Brynjolf was not cooperating for a while there.

Dragons are probably going to have to wait until I've finished the main quest again - I didn't pay all that much attention to them the first time though, I must confess.

Well, it would be hard for Dyce to not love Vex I suspect. Their personalities are well matched. Not the same, mind you, but they interlock quite well. Plus, Vex is undeniably awesome and has similar goals and hobbies as Dyce. (As opposed to, say, Rune)

As for a serious Female NPC- I will put my mind to it. Most of them are insanely over-done (Lydia, Aela, Elisif, etc) or completely invisible. Give me some ideas as to what Dyce likes in people without penises.

And Brynjolf is a wily character. I'm impressed you could get that much out of him.

As for Dragons, all the interactions are available on youtube, fyi. You know, if you'd like to spend more time writing than playing or something.

Dyce likes sexually confident women, he doesn't insist on them being dommes, although he likes it - but he's so not a dom himself he doesn't have much interest in submissive women.

Youtube's okay, and I've used it before, but playing the game gives me greater context. Not to mention, I still have some achievements to get.

You're right that I should be writing more though; I've a novel to edit so I'd better get back to it.

I am in awe. IN AWE, I tell you. I always squee like mad whenever a Dyce fic comes up, and this was no exception. This was hot as hell and has a storyline with awesome dialogue and basically I just loved it. All of it.

Dyce!non, why you so talented? The rest of us can only bask in your awesomeness.

My dear Dyce, half of Skyrim has seen you naked. Mind you, that's not a bad habit to take part in. :P

By the gods (or should I call upon the Deadra?) that was hot... Too hot... You shouldn't be allowed to write that good! Wow...
*still blown away*

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