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A Price to Pay 6/9
Date: 2012-08-23 05:29 pm (UTC)With fingers and tongue, she began to pleasure Karliah, who was already warm and wet from Brynjolf. The man himself was busy lavishing Atria's breasts with the same attention he'd given to Karliah earlier, hands kneading at her more ample bosom as he tongued her neck and chest. At his touch, her nipples had pebbled, and he brought them to his mouth each in turn, suckling at them while dipping a hand between her legs.
She bucked as his finger entered her, tripping in the rhythm she'd established with Karliah, who was moaning above her face with every stroke of her tongue. Bryn dragged his calloused, thick finger in and out of her depths several times before spreading kisses over stomach, going lower with each one. When his tongue descended upon her, sweeping and stroking in equal measure, she thought she might simply pass out from the pleasure of it. With a skill that spoke to volumes of practice, Brynjolf teased her, making Atria frustrated as heat and overwhelming want coursed through her, prodded by his actions. He was nothing like any lover she'd had before - where they had varied in experience, he was a master, and were it not for Nocturnal hovering, ever-present, Atria would have thought him a practitioner of the Dibellan arts. Even with him delivering bliss to every inch of her with his movements, it was Karliah that crashed first, atop Atria's mouth.
Warm and sticky, Atria felt the flood that came with release cover her face and felt proud that her experienced but not adept actions had brought climax. Karliah's keening filled the whole of the space around them, her body shuddering from the exaltation lavished upon her. After moving off Atria, she leaned back in to give her a wet kiss, and caught her gasp as Brynjolf suckled at her clit, his speed increasing.
Without needing to concentrate on Karliah, Atria was free to just enjoy and she did that, taking a moment to lean up slightly to catch sight of Brynjolf's head, threading her fingers through his auburn hair. He was so gentle, there was no other way to think of it than that, but there was more power in his light, teasing touches than she'd ever experienced, and sheer euphoria when he applied pressure with perfect timing. Hearing her own cries grow ragged, Atria felt the bud of orgasm begin to open, blossoming quickly as Karliah's hands slid over her body, her mouth covering a breast.
It was furious, the waves that enveloped her, and Atria shook from their force. Her howling sounded off the walls, echoing around, as colored lights danced in front of her shut eyes. So intense it was that she nearly cried as the pleasure racked through her, pulsing through each limb. In the moments after, when it subsided, she felt every part of her throbbing, her chest ached as she drew in breath, her throat raw from her screams of release.
A Price to Pay 7/9
Date: 2012-08-23 05:32 pm (UTC)The touch of his fingers as he brushed a stray hair from her face was light, but seemed loaded. Indeed, when he brought his lips to hers, he was fierce, far harder than any before it. His lips bruised, tongue dominated, teeth clinked against hers as they kissed again and again, each time more primal than the last.
And then he entered her, spearing the parts his lips had just caressed, filling her with a heady roar from deep within his chest. It was as rough as he had been gentle before, fast and energetic, him growling with each thrust. He didn't lay on her, but stayed on his knees, her legs wrapped loosely around his waist, and she could see his face, the way he looked with each stroke. Watching him was almost as pleasing as feeling him inside of her, almost. Their hips surged together, both wanting more than they could take, she giving in to his wildness. Karliah was to his side now, and she grabbed his face, locking him in a kiss that slowed his rhythm with Atria.
He slid out of Atria, still kissing Karliah, who mounted him and the two of them moved into a sitting position, with her on top. Karliah dictated their speed, moving him in and out of her sheath with nimble, quick movements. Catching her breath, Atria watched the two of them, Karliah with her eyes closed and hands planted on Bryn's shoulders, hoisting herself up and down and he murmuring, stroking breast and body as he submitted to her.
Karliah came again, and Atria saw Brynjolf clench his teeth, hissing as the Dunmer released around him. He wouldn't last much longer, Atria knew. He spoke to Karliah in a low voice, sweat shining on her brow and she nodded, moving off his lap to lay against the cool ground. One of his hands stroked his length, Atria watching the motion, mesmerized. It crossed her mind that perhaps he finish himself, but then he stopped, watching her.
"Come here, lass."
Atria scrambled over to him, it was only a few paces, but seemed so far. He laid back against the stone and closed his eyes, motioning her to mount him. She thought that he might lay there passive, but his hands guided her, and she wound up with her back to him as she sank down.
They were slower at first, him caressing her back and breasts while she got used to the position. It was a strange thing to feel him all around her, but see only Karliah. She joined them again, kissing Atria with her soft lips as Brynjolf pulsed upwards into her. Soon, Karliah's fingers slid down to tease her, adding a welcome trill to the steady beat of Brynjolf. Atria came quickly, no where near as hard as the first time, but with a sigh, greeting the renewed feeling like an old friend.
But still she had Brynjolf inside of her when she clenched and shivered her second, more milder climax, and he had already endured Karliah's earlier. On the heels of her own, he finally gave in, yelling inarticulately as he did. Atria could feel the hot throb of his release inside of her, and she moved only slightly, working him through it.
When it was finished, she reached up and kissed Karliah. "Thank you." Atria muttered, smiling. Karliah was smiling too as she returned the kiss, saying nothing. Gingerly, she extracted herself from Brynjolf, who was laying still beneath her with his eyes shut.
"Thank you." Atria whispered in his ear, and he hooked a leaden arm around her, pulling her close. His tired kisses peppered her face, sweet, wordless acknowledgements.
The hovering sphere that had been the presence of Nocturnal winked out above them, apparently satisfied with their offering. All at once, the room seemed too cold, then was too warm, and they were suffused with energy from the goddess. Like it or not, they still had to go and stop Mercer, the parting gift from Nocturnal ensuring that they need not rest until they do.
A Price to Pay 8/9
Date: 2012-08-23 05:36 pm (UTC)"I guess I'll have to stop calling you Brynjolf's protege." Vekel said to her one night. Atria laughed sadly, she had no other appropriate response, save to wonder if Bryn had ever thought of her that way. He certainly was taking pains to avoid her now, protege, fellow Nightingale and whatever else they were to each other. He was always busy when she tried to speak to him and eventually, she stopped trying.
"You should talk to Brynjolf." Karliah said as a greeting when Atria came into Nightingale Hall. It had been weeks since they'd chased down Mercer and she'd entered the Twilight Sepulchre, and while she and Karliah were closer than ever, relations between Atria and Bryn had fallen apart.
It had gone from awkward to utter disaster, neither one of them being able to look at the other when they were in the Flagon. She would feel him staring her at her, looking at her with such ferocity that the gaze felt like a scorch, but he never said anything. When she returned his looks, he would find something to busy himself or strike up a conversation. It was maddening, mostly because she didn't know exactly what it was.
She suspected that he knew how she'd felt that night, and every moment since, but couldn't bring himself to break her heart. That was almost too gallant for a man that introduced himself as a thief, and despite the terrible irony, it made her like him more.
"I'd love to talk to him, but he thinks we have nothing to say." Atria explained tersely, her frustration coming out in the sentence. "I'm sorry, this isn't easy." She said to Karliah, who nodded.
"I know, but he's been here a few times, and I think you owe it to him to at least let him know how you feel one way or the other. That way he won' t go on wondering if he just imagined a connection between the two of you that night because he wanted one so badly." Atria felt shock ricocheting through her. Those were her thoughts, her lines, not his. He was the one leaving her out in the cold, letting her off gently. When she didn't answer, Karliah spoke up again.
"Look, I was the odd man out that night, no matter what it felt like, and I still managed to have a good time. Being driven out of your mind with pleasure isn't usually the way of Lady Nocturnal, but I'm glad it was this time. She was right, I do feel more - connected than I have in a while, but you two didn't really need that night to make a bond. You do need to talk to repair it, before Nocturnal hatches another plan for you two to win her devotion."
"Right." Atria said absently, missing the small jest. "I should get to the guild." She walked away, too lost in thought to hear Karliah's goodbye.
A Price to Pay 9/9
Date: 2012-08-23 05:38 pm (UTC)"Hi." Atria said, leaning against a wall. It wasn't the best opening line, but she couldn't think of much else to say.
He looked around to place the voice, and quickly looked away at seeing Atria in the doorway. "Did you need something, lass?" He asked, careful to keep his eyes averted from her.
"We could try it again, but just you and I this time. And we could talk, say things that need to be said." She suggested, drawing closer to him.
"Is that what you want, a second round?"
"No." Atria stopped, composing her thoughts. "When you've lost something precious, you should go back to where you lost it. I don't know how to name what we've lost, but we have and I thought we might just start over. Make things right this time. Tell you that I love you."
She didn't have any more to say, but he still wasn't looking right at her. Instead she watched him go over to the cupboard that stood in the room, his back to her. Insecurity made her mind race, and she thought perhaps she'd heard Karliah wrong, there was no way he cared for her, had wanted more before that night.
But then he turned and she saw the smile on his face, not hidden at all by his hood. "You can't just walk in here and tell a man you love him." He teased, and she raced over, crashing into his chest, making him stagger under the force of her embrace.
"I just did." Atria laughed, the sound of it muted only by the kiss he planted upon her lips.
Re: A Price to Pay 9/9 -- OP
Date: 2012-08-24 01:04 am (UTC)If it were up to me, I'd reach through the screen and shower you with all my love, but unfortunately this will have to do.
Thank you so much!
Re: A Price to Pay 9/9 -- OP
Date: 2012-08-24 12:04 pm (UTC)Re: A Price to Pay 9/9 --A!A
Date: 2012-08-24 04:45 pm (UTC)Re: A Price to Pay 9/9 -- OP
Date: 2012-08-27 05:43 pm (UTC)Re: A Price to Pay 9/9
Date: 2012-10-01 03:52 pm (UTC)Gods, Imma go lie down for a bit.
Re: A Price to Pay 9/9
Date: 2013-09-04 05:28 pm (UTC)Damn it for inopportune moments. Great job, A!Anon!!! XD