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Enthir/pretty much anybody
Date: 2012-08-13 08:10 pm (UTC)I don't like non_con or dub_con, but any other kinks I'll leave up to you. He just gives me the impression that he'd be a freak in the sack...
Re: Enthir/pretty much anybody
Date: 2012-08-14 05:08 am (UTC)Re: Enthir/pretty much anybody
Date: 2012-08-14 05:31 am (UTC)My favourite line is "Meet me at my quarters," when you ask him to see his goods, and always leaves me giggly
So, seconded!
Re: Enthir/pretty much anybody
Date: 2012-08-19 09:41 am (UTC)Hurr durr. Thirded.
Re: Enthir/pretty much anybody
Date: 2012-08-29 02:56 am (UTC)ENTHIR WHY DO YOU LIKE KARLIAH SO MUCH MORE THAN YOU LIKE ME. >(
Re: Enthir/pretty much anybody
Date: 2012-08-30 01:39 pm (UTC)Re: Enthir/pretty much anybody
Date: 2012-08-30 01:43 pm (UTC)(I didn't say that out loud)
Re: Enthir/pretty much anybody
Date: 2012-08-30 01:47 pm (UTC)"Mercer what the shit."
"You and I, we're the only people in Skyrim worth loving."
"Mercer what in Oblivion is wrong with you."
"I'll see you at home, then. Don't keep me waiting!~"
Re: Enthir/pretty much anybody
Date: 2012-09-03 07:16 pm (UTC)Re: Enthir/pretty much anybody
Date: 2012-09-04 02:05 am (UTC)F!DB/Enthir: "Subtle Dealings" 1/2
Date: 2012-09-10 01:01 am (UTC)Simply enough, he had never before been faced with the undeniable urge to bed a student. But now, Daina was around, and she was impossible to ignore.
It was nice to have another Bosmer around, yes. But the ones he had encountered in Skyrim were quieter than their Valenwood counterparts, preferring to stay out of trouble and to focus on whatever suited their fancy. Daina was opinionated, quick-thinking...flirtatious. Oh, flirtatious didn't even begin to cover it. Enthir had seen her, on more than one occasion, lean over and whisper things to her fellow students that would leave Onmund blushing, Brelyna stammering and even J'zargo at a loss for words. Every now and again, even a staff member would end up at the opposite end of her charms, and he had even seen her say a few certain things to Ancano, of all people.
Which led him to his second issue. If she would even go as far as to come on to Ancano, why wouldn't she give him more than a glance?
Besides the issue with Onmund's amulet, she had never once been to see him. That time she had been all business, willing to argue with him until he relented and sent her off to get that damned staff. But she never whispered in his ear, never directed towards him any words that would make his face red or his body tense. The most he could get out of her was a view of those curvy, swaying hips under thick robes as she walked away, and if he was lucky, a slightly suggestive look under her hood. Poor Enthir had never been so frustrated in his life.
But that afternoon, fate had smiled on him, it would seem. Daina had left her lesson early, and found him in the courtyard, just outside the hall's doors.
“Good, there you are,” she said cheerfully, waving him over. “I've been needing to talk to you.” Enthir raised an eyebrow and approached her, only for her to become dangerously open. “I talked to Onmund again, since that entire amulet mess has been sorted out. From what he tells me, I understand you're an elf who knows how to get things--”
“Shh!” The male Bosmer held up a hand quickly, looking around to ensure that nobody had heard them before leaning in. “You heard right. Meet me at my quarters.” His fellow elf smirked a bit, her eyes flashing, and he felt an involuntary, pleasant chill run down his spine. Now that was what he was hoping for. Very good.
But even with his silent joy, he still hadn't expected to lead her up to his room just to be grabbed instantly. A surprised shout escaped him, and was quickly silenced by Daina pressing her lips to his, hungrily feeling at him and pushing him back towards the small bed in the center of the room.
“Daina,” Enthir interrupted her, pushing away and trying his best to level her with a serious look. “What are you playing at?”
“Hm?” Daina raised an eyebrow, glancing downwards meaningfully. “Isn't it obvious? I've been curious about you since the day I walked in here, Enthir.” The elf frowned, reaching up to lower the girl's hood and taking in her entire face at long last.
“You didn't make it nearly as obvious—” he began, only to be cut off by her moist lips again.
“Don't be ridiculous,” she purred when she pulled back. “You thought you were the one I wasn't most interested in?” When Enthir remained silent, she rolled her eyes, leaning in again and focusing her attention on his exposed neck. “The cold must be addling your brain. Either way, it's obvious now, isn't it?” She paused, her dark eyes never wavering as she spoke plainly. “I want you to bed me. And we won't get a chance like this again anytime soon.”
Re: F!DB/Enthir: "Subtle Dealings" 1/2
Date: 2012-09-10 01:34 am (UTC)omg omg
Re: F!DB/Enthir: "Subtle Dealings" 1/2
Date: 2012-09-12 06:45 am (UTC)Re: F!DB/Enthir: "Subtle Dealings" 1/2
Date: 2012-09-12 07:13 pm (UTC)Re: F!DB/Enthir: "Subtle Dealings" 2/2
Date: 2012-12-18 02:21 am (UTC)“There aren't any doors here, Daina.”
“And?”
“And, somebody could walk in at any time. Mirabelle. Tolfdir. Ancano!”
“...And?”
“Stop that.” Enthir attempted to glare at her, but her robes dropping to the floor made it a bit harder on him. “We can go to the inn, if it pleases you.” Daina shook her head simply, the gesture coupled with her smallclothes coming off as well. Her fellow Bosmer gaped, blinking rapidly as she stepped forward again and let her hands roam down, stroking his erection through the fabric that confined it.
“It's a little late for that, wouldn't you say?” she murmured, pulling teasingly at his robes and looking expectantly up at him. “It's obvious what I want, Enthir.”
“Yes, I understand, but...!” he began, only to draw a blank. She did have a point, and he was no fool. A woman he had wanted for this long, standing naked in front of him and completely aware of the fact that he was hard?
There really was no way around it. Glancing back one more time, he pulled his robes off as well, earning an appreciative hum from the girl, and was pulled back again, practically yanked on top of Daina in her aroused frenzy. He felt her tongue trace against his jaw, then hot breath against his ear as she whispered.
“Don't make me wait, Enthir.”
Gods, she didn't have to tell him twice. He shoved his way inside her roughly, the needy moan he heard in response making his cock ache and his mouth go dry. Gripping her shoulders, he continued to push forward harshly, taking pride in the steady squeak of the mattress beneath the squirming, gasping Bosmer and the look that had come over her face. As she threw her head back again, he moved downwards, kissing and biting at her neck and breasts and feeling her legs kick up around his waist, paired with another moan and a breathless, aroused whisper of “Enthir...!” before she fell back once more, leaving him to pound relentlessly in the hopes of releasing every ounce of sexual tension, every moment he had wanted her, into her tight, heated body.
Daina gripped at his back, sharp fingernails raking across sensitive skin, and he replied with a rough bite at her shoulder. Below them, he could vaguely hear the incessant squeaking of the battered mattress, and could only hope the rest of the Hall couldn't. But before he could dwell on it, Daina cried out loudly and tensed around him, her body alive with need in the split second before she lost control. Enthir shoved her down once more, his free hand gripping at her hair, and came violently, swearing loudly as he spilled into her.
Almost immediately after coming down from the rush, Daina grinned and nodded appreciatively.
“Ah, that was great. You have no idea how much I needed that,” she sighed, swinging her legs over the edge of the bed and moving to retrieve her robes. Enthir remained in place, watching her dress again.
“So...that's it, then?”
“That's it,” Daina agreed nonchalantly. “Hm...” She turned back to him with a studious gaze. “Well, for now, anyway. If you ever get...needy...you just let me know.” The man only smirked in reply as she turned back to the doorway, ready to return to classes.
“Pleasure doing business with you.”
Re: F!DB/Enthir: "Subtle Dealings" 2/2
Date: 2012-12-20 01:14 am (UTC):D
And I thought this fic was dead! So happy it got completed! Sexy, too - I love it fast and hard, a!a.
Ha, I love how there being no doors inside the Hall of Attainment means that College fills tend to be "furtive quickie" stories. Hot. :)
M!DB/Enthir "You Bastard" 1/3
Date: 2012-09-11 11:00 am (UTC)Summary: Dyce and Enthir do not get on at all. It might be because Dyce keeps breaking Enthir’s windows or because Enthir has a chronic overcharging problem, but it’s probably the simmering sexual tension.
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The sound of breaking glass roused Enthir from his slumber, and he lifted his head from the pillow, instantly alert. You didn’t get to become an elf who knows how to get things by being a heavy sleeper. He pushed back the covers and slunk out of bed, the cold making his bare chest and arms prickle.
His window was definitely broken; cold air was blowing in, and there was glass glittering on the floor in the starlight. A large metal hook had sailed through the window, and caught on the ledge. Enthir sighed. Wonderful. He went and threw a robe over his shoulders, not bothering to do it up; if he wanted to visit in the early hours of the morning, then he could deal with him in his nightclothes.
It would be a good ten minutes before his visitor arrived, and for all ten of them Enthir was very tempted to saw through the rope attached to the grappling hook. Very tempted. But it probably wasn’t a good idea; Brynjolf would find out eventually for one. So he sat, and waited, and worked out what his story would be when he asked for a new window. Again.
Eventually he heard the shuffling of feet on stone, and the rope creaking and the sounds of heavy breathing.
“Oof.” Gloved hands joined the hook, and then the rest of the thief followed, tumbling rather ungracefully into the room and lying on Enthir’s floor, panting. “You!” Dyce said, pointing up at Enthir accusingly.
“This is my bedroom, who else would it be?”
Dyce held up his hand, “Gimme a minute to catch my breath.”
Enthir took the opportunity to unburden himself of his feelings, “Why by all of Oblivion do you insist on coming in the window? Yeah, yeah you’re not a mage, but you’re the Dragonborn. They’ll let you in if you’d just ask.”
“It’s the principle of the thing.” Enthir recognised that mulish frown, even upside down.
“Then could you at least wait until I leave the College? If you bothered to send word that you were coming, I could arrange to have cash on hand-”
“Yes about that.” Dyce rolled over and lithely got to his feet. “I’ve got a bone to pick with you, Enthir. About those soul gems.”
Enthir couldn’t stop himself smirking, “I trust they were satisfactory.”
“They were in no way satisfactory!” Dyce was in his face now, although he didn’t lay a hand on him. “Grand soul gems, with common souls inside, sold at the price - above the price even - of grand soul gems with grand souls inside. Sound familiar?”
Enthir had to hope everyone else was a heavy sleeper because Dyce was not keeping his voice down, and he suspected asking him to would have the opposite effect. Still, he didn’t appreciate being crowded like this and he got to his feet.
“You’re no mage, as you’ve said so many times, and here you are making baseless accusations.”
“I know how to recharge my blades, Enthir,” Dyce growled. “You’re just lucky I’m not going to test them out on you.”
“Oh, grow up,” Enthir said. “Your theatrics might impress the whelps in Riften’s sewers, but I’ve been at this business a lot longer than you, boy. You didn’t come here to stain your blades, so don’t even try it.”
They glared at each other, eyeball to eyeball. Enthir could feel Dyce’s breath on his cheek, and the cold that still clung to this clothes and hair. He smelled like pine; hadn’t even stopped to shake the snow off in the inn before scaling the College walls. Enthir considered himself far too wise to be out adventuring, but damn if something about Dyce didn’t stir his blood for the open road anyway. It was unnerving.
Re: M!DB/Enthir "You Bastard" 2/3
Date: 2012-09-11 11:02 am (UTC)“Hell no! I’m not paying that.”
“Shall I take this to Brynjolf?”
Enthir snorted, “Go on. I’d love to see that; tell the whole guild you got swindled.”
“So you admit it!”
“I admit nothing.”
They seemed to be at an impasse.
Dyce stalked around his room for a while, while Enthir folded his arms and leant against the table.
“You know the way I hear it,” he said. “It’s not just coin you deal in. You have no idea how drunk I had to get Nelacar before he told me how he got his hands on Azura’s Star, and even then I didn’t get details.”
Dyce let out a bark of laughter, “He actually told you? What, are you offering sell yourself to me to clear the debt? Sorry, Nelacar was one of those rare and delicate flowers; both an Altmer and lacking a stick up his arse. You qualify as neither.”
“Are you saying I should tie up Ancano and present him to you arse-first?”
“You know I’m almost tempted to say yes just to watch you try,” Dyce smirked. “But I only stick my dick where it’s welcome.”
Enthir had nothing clever to say to that and it wasn’t a mental image he appreciated. “I just want to go back to bed; I have a lot of window repair work to do in the morning.”
“Then pay me my money.”
“No. I don’t owe you anything. Get the hell out.” Enthir doubted he had the strength to physically throw Dyce back out the window he’d arrived from but he was definitely tempted.
Dyce ignored him, drifting around the room with a deeply unimpressed expression. “All right, fine. Good night.”
“Wait, what? Really?” Something wasn’t right here.
Dyce was already crossing the room to the window while Enthir’s gaze swept the shelves he’d been standing in front of.
“Hey! You pinched my gems!”
Dyce was grinning like a maniac and Enthir realised if he’d wanted him to notice. And now he was making a break for it. Enthir didn’t think; he acted. He leaped at the Breton, and gratifyingly, he got him, even as Dyce tried to leap out of the way. The Bosmer wasn’t as soft as most mages, and he tackled Dyce to the ground, and they both hit the rug with a thump.
Dyce was wriggling like an eel, trying to get away, and Enthir tried to remember all the dirty tricks he’d picked up in his youth, looking for a nerve to pinch while keeping his weight on Dyce’s feet so he couldn’t kick him off.
“You don’t steal from the Guild!” Enthir grunted, trying to drag himself up Dyce’s body, hooking his hands over his belt.
“Ha! Who told you?” Dyce said, trying to prise his fingers away. Dyce tried to roll him, and Enthir resisted and they grunted and scuffled, and Dyce yanked at Enthir’s mohawk and Enthir found his face pressed against Dyce’s crotch briefly before he hauled himself up further and tried to find where Dyce had hidden the gems, while keeping the man pinned.
Enthir was at a disadvantage; he’d been a scrappy fighter once, but Dyce clearly still was, and he was wearing his armour, as much as Enthir would have liked to sink his teeth into that skin, it was out of reach, whereas his robe was coming off as he pushed himself out of it.
“Dammit, dammit, dammit!” Enthir tried to get his belt off; if nothing else he was unlikely to leave without it, and they rolled, this time away from the broken glass and up against the bookshelf. Enthir tried to use his momentum to hurl Dyce into it, and ended up with the Breton on top of him and his side pressed against the shelves.
A couple of books tumbled down and landed on Dyce, which served him right.
“This is childish!” Enthir said.
“You started it.” Dyce was trying to pin him between his legs and Enthir objected violently, trying to buck him off. Dyce gasped.
Re: M!DB/Enthir "You Bastard" 2/3 + tags
Date: 2012-09-11 11:04 am (UTC)“Fuck,” Dyce said more softly, his gaze darkening.
“Fuck you,” Enthir enunciated clearly. This man was so irritating. He rolled back the other way, and Dyce didn’t resist, letting Enthir pin him in turn. “What do you think this is?” Enthir asked.
“Feels like a hard-on to me,” Dyce said. “I could be wrong, of course.”
Enthir drew his hand back and slapped him across the face. And then he bent down and sank his teeth into Dyce’s bottom lip. The ‘uhngh’ sound that Dyce made when he did so seemed to bypass his ears and go right to his cock. Dyce nipped him back, and then they were wrestling again, this time with the thief’s armour. If Enthir didn’t get it off right now he was going to break something, and Dyce seemed equally enthused by the idea.
Enthir slapped Dyce’s hands away when the clothes finally came unbuckled and unbuttoned, and their cocks were pressed together. Dyce didn’t argue, lying supine while Enthir wrapped his hand around them both. And then he turned his head and ran his lips along one of Enthir’s ears.
That bastard. Enthir gritted his teeth around the moan that threatened to escape, but he didn’t think his silence had Dyce fooled, because he kept doing it until Enthir raised his head out of reach.
One of Dyce’s cheeks was reddened, and his lower lip was swollen, threatening to bleed. He was smiling, and Enthir started moving his hand. He was going to enjoy watching the cocky Breton come undone, and just plain come. So he stroked them, slowly at first, and then faster, and then more slowly again, in a pattern he could anticipate but that left Dyce breathless and frustrated and trying to set the pace with his hips. A pointless gesture; Enthir was in charge of this.
At least, he thought he was. Dyce was watching him, not making any effort to stifle his whimpers when Enthir changed the pace on him yet again, showing his neck, scraping his lips with his teeth and generally being entirely too distracting for someone not supposed to be doing anything.
Dyce picked his moment. Enthir slowed down again, to let his approaching orgasm receed, and Dyce reached up and yanked his head down so he could put his mouth against Enthir’s ear. He rasped, his voice low and rough and desperate, “You got me so fucking hard you gorgeous fucking mage I could just fuck you all damn day and I’d make you come over and over, and I’d fuck you in the town square, and I’d call your name when you made me come so loudly that everyone in the whole province would know what an amazing lay you are...Enthir.” He breathed the last word, his lips just touching Enthir’s ear.
Enthir bucked, and again, and realised he didn’t want to stop, and Dyce squeezed his arse, urging him forward as his fingers were pressed against the thief’s stomach and they were thrusting against each other desperately.
“You,” oh Divines, he was coming, “Bastard!” Enthir roared as he came, and he could feel Dyce coming too, a great heat and mess and he was laughing damn him.
But he couldn’t quite bring himself to be sorry.
“Give me,” Enthir panted. “My gems back.” He rolled off Dyce and wrapped himself in his robe. “You understand?” He turned back to see Dyce cleaning himself up with Enthir’s discarded sleeping shorts.
“Yeah, yeah.” Dyce tossed Enthir a handful of gems and Enthir went over his shelves making sure nothing else was missing while Dyce got dressed. “I’ll let you off this time, cause you’re so handsome and all. Don’t do this again.”
“You’ve got a funny way of expressing your displeasure,” Enthir pointed out.
Dyce shrugged, stepped up onto the windowsill and let himself down the way he’d arrived. Enthir waited for the signal before unhooking the grappling iron. He still didn’t like him.
Tags: char:Enthir char:M!DB relationship:slash race:breton kink:hatesex kink:dirty_talk kink:frottage series:dyce
Re: M!DB/Enthir "You Bastard" 3/3 + tags
Date: 2012-09-11 11:05 am (UTC)“Fuck,” Dyce said more softly, his gaze darkening.
“Fuck you,” Enthir enunciated clearly. This man was so irritating. He rolled back the other way, and Dyce didn’t resist, letting Enthir pin him in turn. “What do you think this is?” Enthir asked.
“Feels like a hard-on to me,” Dyce said. “I could be wrong, of course.”
Enthir drew his hand back and slapped him across the face. And then he bent down and sank his teeth into Dyce’s bottom lip. The ‘uhngh’ sound that Dyce made when he did so seemed to bypass his ears and go right to his cock. Dyce nipped him back, and then they were wrestling again, this time with the thief’s armour. If Enthir didn’t get it off right now he was going to break something, and Dyce seemed equally enthused by the idea.
Enthir slapped Dyce’s hands away when the clothes finally came unbuckled and unbuttoned, and their cocks were pressed together. Dyce didn’t argue, lying supine while Enthir wrapped his hand around them both. And then he turned his head and ran his lips along one of Enthir’s ears.
That bastard. Enthir gritted his teeth around the moan that threatened to escape, but he didn’t think his silence had Dyce fooled, because he kept doing it until Enthir raised his head out of reach.
One of Dyce’s cheeks was reddened, and his lower lip was swollen, threatening to bleed. He was smiling, and Enthir started moving his hand. He was going to enjoy watching the cocky Breton come undone, and just plain come. So he stroked them, slowly at first, and then faster, and then more slowly again, in a pattern he could anticipate but that left Dyce breathless and frustrated and trying to set the pace with his hips. A pointless gesture; Enthir was in charge of this.
At least, he thought he was. Dyce was watching him, not making any effort to stifle his whimpers when Enthir changed the pace on him yet again, showing his neck, scraping his lips with his teeth and generally being entirely too distracting for someone not supposed to be doing anything.
Dyce picked his moment. Enthir slowed down again, to let his approaching orgasm receed, and Dyce reached up and yanked his head down so he could put his mouth against Enthir’s ear. He rasped, his voice low and rough and desperate, “You got me so fucking hard you gorgeous fucking mage I could just fuck you all damn day and I’d make you come over and over, and I’d fuck you in the town square, and I’d call your name when you made me come so loudly that everyone in the whole province would know what an amazing lay you are...Enthir.” He breathed the last word, his lips just touching Enthir’s ear.
Enthir bucked, and again, and realised he didn’t want to stop, and Dyce squeezed his arse, urging him forward as his fingers were pressed against the thief’s stomach and they were thrusting against each other desperately.
“You,” oh Divines, he was coming, “Bastard!” Enthir roared as he came, and he could feel Dyce coming too, a great heat and mess and he was laughing damn him.
But he couldn’t quite bring himself to be sorry.
“Give me,” Enthir panted. “My gems back.” He rolled off Dyce and wrapped himself in his robe. “You understand?” He turned back to see Dyce cleaning himself up with Enthir’s discarded sleeping shorts.
“Yeah, yeah.” Dyce tossed Enthir a handful of gems and Enthir went over his shelves making sure nothing else was missing while Dyce got dressed. “I’ll let you off this time, cause you’re so handsome and all. Don’t do this again.”
“You’ve got a funny way of expressing your displeasure,” Enthir pointed out.
Dyce shrugged, stepped up onto the windowsill and let himself down the way he’d arrived. Enthir waited for the signal before unhooking the grappling iron. He still didn’t like him.
Tags: char:Enthir char:M!DB relationship:slash race:breton kink:hatesex kink:dirty_talk kink:frottage series:dyce
Re: M!DB/Enthir "You Bastard" 3/3 + tags
Date: 2012-09-11 11:51 am (UTC)FFFFUUUUUUUUMAZING.
Is it my birthday?
re: "You Bastard!"
Date: 2012-09-11 11:56 am (UTC)This was too awesome! I loved Enthir just waiting for whoever to climb up the rope. So funny. I love Dyce, because he's amazing, but Holy Cats! While it wasn't romantic at all, or even affectionate, that was really HOT!
This: Enthir couldn’t stop himself smirking, “I trust they were satisfactory.” In my head, in HIS voice?!!!?!! Unughuff! I need to change my underwear now.
This: “Fuck you,” Enthir enunciated clearly." Also, not helping with the underwear situation.
So overall? Awesome!!! I'd like more Dyce and underwear, in roughly that order. Thanks for this!
Re: M!DB/Enthir "You Bastard" 3/3 + tags
Date: 2012-09-11 12:19 pm (UTC)Dyce, why are you so fantastic?
Re: M!DB/Enthir "You Bastard" 3/3 + tags
Date: 2012-09-11 02:18 pm (UTC)A!A you are amazing and Dyce is, hands down, the best slutty dragonborn of all time!
Re: M!DB/Enthir "You Bastard" 3/3 + tags
Date: 2012-09-13 02:11 am (UTC)OP, part 2/2 of mine will be up sooner rather than later. ;D
OP
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