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Mead, thievery, and other social lubricants. [part 2.5]

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“Or maybe I just prefer a different sort of strokes?” Again, she was purring as she arched under him, and placed a deep kiss on his lips, tasting with perverse satisfaction her own juices on him. She suddenly realized that he’d never taken off his leather armor. That was beyond overdressed… and straight up kinky. “I want you… right now, don’t even bother taking that off…” She sighed, and that seemed to have the desired effect.

Before she even managed to finish speaking, she felt his hard cock pressing at her entrance, and his mouth once again biting at her neck, but harder, now, with a sort of hunger he’d been probably holding back for their whole encounter. Viatrix caressed his shoulders passionately as he teased for the last time before pressing himself hard into her in a single stroke. She wasn’t sure whether she’d moaned or not, it had been too sudden, and her head was spinning so hard… Then he started thrusting furiously, and her sighs had turned more breathy, one step below a moan. She came rather quickly, her body too fatigued to resist any longer. Even despite all of the confusion the rocking movements had awakened in her mind, she felt herself distinctly moaning out his name, and her muscles clenching and releasing rhythmically.

She couldn’t blame him when he found his own release a couple seconds after, with only enough presence of mind to pull out at the last moment, his thick seed spilling on her mound. That had lasted far too long for the amount of alcohol they had that night, and then again, she was only barely conscious by then. She thought she saw him trembling over her, but she couldn’t be sure… her vision was getting blurrier. Sleep sounded like a pretty good thing…

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When Viatrix woke up, she was triumphant to realize that she felt absolutely no shame or regret for what had transpired. Delvin was already up and dressed, but hadn’t left the room yet, and grinned in amusement when he saw her lifting her head up in an attempt to stand, but plop down on the bed with a pained look on her face. Her head hurt so damn much!

“Ow.”

“Time to rise and shine, miss. Everythin’ alright? Any doubts?” His grin widened as he sat down by her side. “You suddenly regret bangin’ this old codger?”

“… no. That was nice, actually.” She stretched lazily, almost feline. “How about you? Wish you were less drunk and had noticed how thick of thighs and hips I am? My terrible nose, maybe?”

“Ain’t nothing wrong with your thighs or nose, don’t be silly. Didn’t mind your hips either”, he said with a wink, pinching her backside and groping her once more. She had to squirm to get away from him, laughing to herself, and he joined in soon. “Remember that favor I asked from you?”

“Yes. Golden ring with two sapphires and one moonstone in the middle, belonging to a certain… Nivenor? Wood elf. Snobby.”

“That’s right. She’ll be carryin’ it to Madesi at the marketplace today, to have one of the stones replaced. You know what to do.”

“And then we can talk about my dwemer blade…”

“Then we can talk about your dwemer blade, yes. Now take your time.”

He left her, and she didn’t mind that. She’d never been one for cuddling after a good fuck, whether or not it was a one night stand. Now it was just a matter of relieving a rich woman of some weight she couldn’t possibly need, and she’d find out whether their agreement would be of any help to her in recovering Keening.