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Brynjolf/F!NPC: "Lessons in Lust" 5/?

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She bit her plump bottom lip and took his hand in hers. She sucked on his each fingers and he felt another wave of heat roll over him. She trailed his fingers down her neck, between her breasts and down her stomach. She released him when his fingers brushed the soft hair between her legs.

“Show me what you already know and I’ll fill in the gaps.”

He teasingly traced the outline of her swollen sex before sliding one finger a little deeper. Slowly, he told himself. He couldn’t suppress a smile when he found her already wet for him. She parted her legs and finally he could see her pink slickness in all its glory. He forced himself not to get too lost in his desperation to please her and to actually think about what might make her purr for him. He brushed a fingertip over her sensitive bud and she gasped in surprise before he quickly moved on to teasing her wet entrance. She sighed and he could tell that he was finally making a good impression.

He pushed half a finger inside her before she caught his wrist. “Slowly.” She reminded sternly. “We are not taking part in some race. Take your time when you pleasure me or I shall I have to punish you if I do not like it.”

He knew that he would gladly accept both pleasure and punishment from her but he quickly decided that pleasure was the route to take. After all, that was what he was here to learn about. So he slid the rest of his finger inside her and she fidgeted. He looked up at her with a pleased grin on his face, only to find her apparently unaffected by his actions. He suddenly realised he wasn’t quite sure where to go from here.

“Is that it?” She raised an eyebrow. “One finger just...there.”

“No.” He blushed. “I just – ”

“If you don’t know, just say. Then I can help you.”

Brynjolf felt horribly awkward and foolish. “I don’t know.”

She grinned and draped her fingers over the base of his. "See? That wasn't so hard, was it? Rule one, Brynjolf..." She purred. "Always ask what a woman wants."

"What do you want?" He swallowed.

Her thumb nudged his index finger a little further into her and she shifted. She told him to add another and he did, sliding it slowly into her. He twisted them around and then pulled them nearly all the way out before pushing them back in. She moaned softly and her eyes closed. His chest swelled with pride. As he continued and her breathing became louder, he had an overwhelming urge to taste her. He hesitated only for a moment, thinking that he should ask first but he suspected she would be annoyed by his caution. So he ran his tongue over her sensitive bead and she cried out, her fingers coiling themselves in his hair.

"Keep doing that." She gasped.

He obeyed her command and continued his pleasuring until she spoke again. He looked up at her and saw her naked body was glistened with sweat and her cheeks were flushed.

"Stop there!" He did so, his fingers only two thirds of the way into her. "Twist them a little...there! You feel that?"

Beneath his fingertips, he could feel a small bump. "Yes. What now?"

"If you feel that while pleasuring a woman, be sure to pay extra attention to it. Rubbing that will have her screaming for you within moments."

"Will it?" He asked, grinning, before rubbing his fingers over it and tonguing her clit again. It didn't disappoint; he had barely been doing it for minute when her muscles squeezed his fingers tighter and she threw her head back, crying out. He waited for her breathing to slow back to normal before gently removing his fingers from her and sitting back on his haunches.

"That was very, very good." She pulled him into a kiss which her returned sloppily, still giddy with excitement that he had caused such a tremendous orgasm. Thankfully, she was too glazed to comment. "Take your clothes off."

His stomach flipped with excitement and he hurriedly kicked off his boots. Next, he unstrapped his armour, before peeling off his shirt. She ran her nails down his bare chest and he saw hunger in her eyes.

"I think you deserve a reward for all your hard work. Would you like that?"

"Yes. Please." He swallowed thickly as she pulled down his breeches and released his achingly hard manhood once more. He kicked them off and she stroked him so gently it felt like hot summer breeze had just washed over him.