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F/M!Dragonborn/Cicero - Oiling & massage
Date: 2012-07-30 02:42 pm (UTC)Maybe it's some sort of a Dark Brotherhood ritual that supposedly connects the Listener and/or Keeper to the Night Mother, maybe it's a kinky part of their bedroom games. Or it could simply be that Cicero wants to make DB feel better after a particularly nasty contract or a dungeon crawl. Or nothing of the above, if A!A thinks something else. These are but few suggestion.
I'd like if DB is either a human or an elf. No beast races, please.
My squicks are anything that's done in a toilet, and non-con.
Re: F/M!Dragonborn/Cicero - Oiling & massage
Date: 2012-07-30 05:00 pm (UTC)Re: F/M!Dragonborn/Cicero - Oiling & massage
Date: 2012-07-30 07:49 pm (UTC)Re: F/M!Dragonborn/Cicero - Oiling & massage
Date: 2012-10-23 06:54 pm (UTC)This will be my first kmeme fill! :D
F!Dragonborn/Cicero - "Touch" 1/?
Date: 2012-10-26 01:38 am (UTC)Eira was tense, tired and sore when she finally hauled herself into the Dawnstar sanctuary. The little Breton had traveled to the far reaches of Skyrim and back again within the course of a week. She fought her way through wolves, dragons, bandits and a blizzard. She was surprised she'd managed to make it back to the sanctuary at all. Eira was stumbling toward her bed chamber when her tired legs finally gave out. She winced, bracing for impact when two strong hands gripped her by the arms and hefted her back onto her feet again.
"Listener! Not to worry, Cicero will help you!" Eira smiled when she heard the cheery voice of the Dark Brotherhood's Keeper. She had become rather attached to the jester within the past few months. She found his sinister rhymes and his need to constantly dote on her to be quite endearing. "My dear Listener, always working so hard, never taking the time to rest!" He tutted.
"Thank you..." Was all she could manage to say, exhausted and slightly embarrassed, she let him lead her into her chambers. He guided her to the bed, helping her sit down upon it. Eira grimaced as she rubbed her hands along her tired thighs. Cicero quietly watched her, and for a few moments they sat in silence. She was too tired to converse and Cicero was busy thinking of how he could best serve his poor, tired Listener.
"Listener" He began, "Would you permit Cicero to... Cicero means... Would you like, um...a massage?" He was looking at her with wide eyes, full of hope and fear. He could only hope that he would be allowed to suggest touching his sweet Listener and not die for the transgression. But if his Listener saw fit to punish him, he would be happy to accept.
Eira stopped rubbing her thighs, sitting perfectly still, unable to believe what she had just heard. She could not deny her rather strange attraction to the wicked man, and she was unsure of how his hands would effect her body and control. Eira felt conflicted, she was so sore and a massage sounded so nice. But she did not wish to take advantage of Cicero. "I'll be fine, Cicero." She smiled softly at him, "I don't want to be a burden and I'm sure you need to tend to the Night Mother anyway..."
"Never! Sweet Listener is never a burden to Cicero!" He squealed as she grabbed her hands, "Cicero only wishes to serve!" His hands trembled as he smiled nervously at Eira, it was almost as if his entire world would come crashing down around him if she did not allow him to serve her in every possible way. She often did, feeling guilty as she reveled in all the attention he heaped upon her.
'Look at that face, how can I possibly say no?' Eira gave his hands a squeeze, "Alright, Cicero. A massage sounds lovely."
Cicero immediately jumped up, tittering and grinning like a... well, like a lunatic. "Cicero has a lovely scented oil just for the Listener!" Eira stared as Cicero practically danced out of the room. He was only gone for a moment when he returned, shutting the door to her chambers and gingerly setting a bottle of oil upon her bedside table. "Cicero made this just for the Listener." He sounded rather proud of himself as he knelt down on the floor to remove Eira's boots.
Eira watched him, a little dumbfounded before she finally found her voice again. "You made an oil just for me?" She didn't know whether to be touched or rightly disturbed, but she settled on the former as she did so adore her jester. He was always so kind and thoughtful, and she was glad he did not offer to use the Night Mother's preserving oils on her.
"Of course! Humble Cicero lives to serve." He giggled as he slid the Listener's boots off and gingerly set them aside, before moving on to unfastening her leather breeches. Any normal woman might have been embarrassed being undressed by a man who was not her lover, but the Listener was far from normal anyway... She spoke to dragons, heard a dead woman's voice in her head, killed for pleasure, and oh, right. She had a crush on a mentally unstable man in a jester costume.
F!Dragonborn/Cicero - "Touch" 2/?
Date: 2012-10-26 01:40 am (UTC)Left in nothing but her breast band and small clothes, Eira laid back on her bed, lazily watching Cicero as he rubbed the oil across his palms. He sat down beside her and began to massage her tired feet. His deft hands and surprisingly strong fingers moved from her toes, up to her calves and to her thighs. Working out all the kinks, the strains and the aches of her last journey. She hummed appreciatively as he worked out a particularly tight knot that had been plaguing her for days.
Cicero chuckled, "Feeling better, Listener?"
"Yes, very much so." She purred.
Heat pooled in her loins as Cicero's hand moved along her inner thigh, his fingers barely brushing the edge of the thin material that covered her sex. She bit her lip, and when her eyes met Cicero's she saw he was staring at her, and he was terrified. He quickly pulled his hand away from her, trembling slightly, "L- L- Listener! Foolish, clumsy Cicero apologizes! He did not mean to..."
Eira laughed, "No harm done it was just an accident."
Cicero didn't seem to notice and he continued to wail. "Cicero must be punished for his clumsiness! He surely deserves to be sent to The Void for violating the Listener's most private areas!"
"Cicero, it's fine! I promise!"
"Cicero did not mean to sully the Listener's virtue!"
"Oh, Sithis..."
"Cicero hopes his Listener does not think he offered to help her just so he could...could molest her. Cicero would never..."
"I wouldn't mind it if you did!" Eira clapped her hand over her mouth when she realized what she just said. However, she had managed to get Cicero's attention with that. He was looking at her with wide eyes, his mouth gaping open for a moment before he began to giggle like mad. She was completely mortified, and the fact that Cicero was laughing at her just made it worse.
"Look, forget I said that. Can we just..." She stopped talking when Cicero became quiet, eerily quiet, and pressed his finger to her lips to silence her. Eira's eyes met his, and what she saw there sent a bolt of desire through her body. His gaze was predatory and deadly serious.
"Cicero is willing to tend to his Listener's needs." he smirked at her, "Cicero would love to please his Listener, if she will allow him."
Eira stared at him as she fought an internal war with herself. 'This isn't right, he's totally unhinged and he can't know what he's offering. Can he?' Her mouth was completely dry as she scrabbled to string a sentence together. Here he was, offering to do any depraved act she could think of and what was she doing? Stammering like an idiot. "Well... If you want... I mean..."
'Already made a complete ass out of myself already, may as well go all the way...'
The sensation of oil being drizzled on her stomach stilled her thoughts and her babbling, she simply watched as Cicero rubbed the oil across her hips and her stomach, stopping just beneath her breast band. He unfastened the band and pushed the material aside, granting himself access to her small, pert breasts. Cicero cheerfully hummed to himself as he ran his oil-slicked hands across her chest, up to her shoulders and back down again. Eira arched into his touch when he cupped her breasts, capturing her hardened nipples between his thumb and forefinger.
Cicero ran his hands down the length of her torso as he leaned forward, pressing his tongue against her nipple before sucking it into his mouth. Eira moaned when he pulled back, dragging his teeth across her hardened bud. He released her nipple, so that he could look up and meet her eyes as his hand trailed further south. He palmed her mound, pressing his hand flush against her and soaking her smalls in oil. Her knees quivered and her legs fell further open to allow him better access as a maniacal grin spread across his face.
"Shall Cicero continue, Listener?"
"Sithis, yes."
Re: F!Dragonborn/Cicero - "Touch" 2/?
Date: 2012-10-26 01:48 am (UTC)oh my, A!A. this is lovely! i hope you continue, i certainly like where this is going <3
OP!
Date: 2012-10-28 12:32 pm (UTC)...
I...I have no words other than: UNF <3 This is more than I could've ever hoped for. Cicero is so cute with his initial awkwardness, and I really love the bond that these two have.
And that cliffhanger...I'm craving for more, and I just finished reading this. Please, please tell me that the rest of it will come soon.
Re: F!Dragonborn/Cicero - "Touch" 2/?
Date: 2012-10-28 04:19 pm (UTC)Also, omg, hot!
Re: F!Dragonborn/Cicero - "Touch" 2/?
Date: 2012-10-28 05:12 pm (UTC)So far, I am really quite liking this one. Cicero being terrified at having overstepped the mark and then realising she's actually fine with it and gleefully turning into a total perv - yep, that's him.
Eagerly awaiting the rest of it!
F!Dragonborn/Cicero - "Touch" 3/3
Date: 2012-10-29 02:36 am (UTC)He ran his middle finger up the length of her clothed slit, slowly teasing her before he dipped his hand beneath the hem of her smalls. Cicero was infinitely pleased when he discovered she was dripping wet from his ministrations, he slid his fingers inside of her as he stroked her swollen bud with his thumb. Eira sighed and ground against his hand, her soft murmurs eliciting a string of giggles from Cicero. "Listener, my Listener... You make such pretty noises for Cicero."
Cicero withdrew his hand, humming as he sucked her wetness from his fingers. Eager to taste more of her, he hooked his fingers under the hem of her smalls and slid them off with ease. He positioned himself between her legs, nudging them further apart and thoroughly enjoying the view he was granted. His Listener's legs shamelessly spread before him, giving him an uninhibited view of her glistening sex.
He ran his hands over her thighs as he bowed before her, running his tongue along the length of her slit and reveling in her taste. Cicero pushed his face further into her, lapping at her sex almost reverently. He placed one hand on her hip, inserting the fingers of his other hand into her hot core as his tongue relentlessly assaulted her swollen bud. Cicero worked Eira into a frenzy, lapping and sucking until she was mewling his name. Her fingers were wound into his hair, and her thighs began to twitch signaling that she was nearing her release.
Her inner walls clenched around his fingers, hands fisted in his hair, growling his name as she finally reached her peak. Cicero sat up, licking his lips as he watched Eira catch her breath. She looked amazing, body flushed from arousal, glistening with oil, and completely undone.
"Did Cicero do well, my Listener?"
"Oh yes, very well." Eira gazed at him through heavy-lidded eyes, pleased when she noticed his erection pressing against his trousers, just waiting to be released. "Cicero..."
"My Listener?"
Deciding that simply showing him what she wanted would be infinitely more fun than telling him, Eira sat up, gently grasped his trousers and slid them past his hips, just enough to free his erection. She hummed her approval as she ran her fingertips along his swollen length. Her fingers closed around his member, gently gliding toward the tip, twisting slightly before running back down his turgid shaft. Cicero roughly grabbed her shoulders to steady himself as she milked him, his strong grip leaving pink lines on Eira's skin.
Delirious with pleasure and need, he shuddered, murmuring incoherent litanies as she worked him closer to his impending release. A coil had wound itself tighter and tighter within him, before finally snapping and flooding his body with electric pleasure. Cicero keened as he came in frenzied, shuddering spurts. His hips snapped against her fist as his seed spilled from him, covering her hand in viscid heat. A soft, low groan bubbled past his lips as he buried his face in the crook of her neck. Eira cradled him in her arms, kissing the top of his head as he gasped for breath, trembling with the aftershocks of his orgasm.
"Thank you, my Listener. Cicero does not deserve such kindness."
"Oh, hush, don't be so coy."
Cicero giggled and pulled her closer, his mind far too gauzy to formulate a witty retort. Eira smirked and slumped back on the bed with Cicero, her body was still slick with oil while his was sticky with sweat. Too exhausted and far too satisfied to care, they drifted off to sleep, nestled in each others arms.
Re: F!Dragonborn/Cicero - "Touch" 3/3
Date: 2012-10-29 07:16 pm (UTC)OP again!
Date: 2012-10-30 07:53 am (UTC)Aww, the ending is so sweet!
You did great for your first fic! I hope you stay active and write a lot of other stuff. We do need more writers here, especially those who write Cicero since there's never enough of that sweet, delirious Keeper.
As a reward for making my day: Have you posted any unfilled prompts around here? If so, I could take a glance at them and give you a reward for this :)
A!A
Date: 2012-10-30 03:12 pm (UTC)Thank you so much for the compliment. It really means a lot, I never considered writing to be my strong point and I am a little self-conscious about it. I'm more of an artist... So art-fills from me will happen at some point. XD
Needless to say, I will be sticking around and filling more prompts because it's good practice and Cicero is my favorite. <3
I actually don't have any unfilled prompts, I'm kinda new around here and so far I only posted one, it was filled but I know double-fills are always a good thing! So if you feel like taking a stab (teehee) at it, here it is: http://skyrimkinkmeme.livejournal.com/3603.html?thread=3430931#t3430931
Sorry for rambling so much... I do that.
Re: F!Dragonborn/Cicero - "Touch" 3/3
Date: 2012-11-26 07:13 pm (UTC)Re: F!Dragonborn/Cicero - "Touch" 3/3
Date: 2013-01-08 01:51 am (UTC)I can just squeal right now <3
Such a fangirl of this pairing. (:
This is defiantly one of my favorites!