![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
skyrimkinkmeme CLOSED FOR PROMPTS,
BUT OPEN FOR FILLS
HELPFUL TIPS
BUT OPEN FOR FILLS
HELPFUL TIPS
>Please post your prompts with the paired characters and any notable kinks/trigger warnings in the title.
>When posting prompts, always remember to add kinks you're both looking for and wanting to avoid in a potential fill.
>When filling, please remember to add your story tags: characters, relationship types, kinks, series and universe (ie: skyrim)
>Our character limit here at LJ is 4300.
>If you have any other questions about posting, visit the HOW TO KINK MEME THREAD, under the Page Summary on your left.
>When posting prompts, always remember to add kinks you're both looking for and wanting to avoid in a potential fill.
>When filling, please remember to add your story tags: characters, relationship types, kinks, series and universe (ie: skyrim)
>Our character limit here at LJ is 4300.
>If you have any other questions about posting, visit the HOW TO KINK MEME THREAD, under the Page Summary on your left.
Show No Weakness - Part 15/?
Date: 2012-10-12 10:12 am (UTC)Argis had already put most of the light out so they were in almost complete darkness. Argis was laying on his side when he felt Amund’s arm slip around his waist. The two awkwardly moved for a moment to get more comfortable. Their legs ending up in a comforting tangle, Amund’s arm draped over Argis with their fingers intertwined and Amund’s face buried in Argis’s hair.
Argis melted into the comforting embrace. “I love you.” Amund whispered into Argis’s ear, his voice low, seductive and irresistible.
Argis didn’t know how to respond but before his mind could comprehend what was happening he could feel nips being made at his neck and let out a load moan. He could feel Amund’s length hardening against him and his own responded accordingly.
Amund prompted Argis to turn and so he did, his cheeks burning in the darkness as Amund’s hand slipped down Argis’ clothing. Argis pressed their mouths together awkwardly but then as Amund took control the kiss became more regular.
Argis hesitantly moved his hands lower, allowing them to caress his Thanes body before his hand disappearing beneath his Thane’s small clothes.
“No.” Argis stoped, confused at what was happening. Amund’s hand moved away from Argis and he let out a half-whimper-half-growl in response. “Your mouth. Use your mouth.” Amund moaned out.
Argis blinked a few times, he had never done anything like that before, he’d had it done to him before but then again he’d never had many sexual encounters with men. Most had been women that had just been barmaids used to warm the bed for one night with no real meaning behind it.
Argis hesitated and then moved down the bed. He found himself between Amund’s legs and pulling down his thane’s pants and smalls. He chewed his lip nervously as Amund’s length was revealed to him.
Argis’s cheeks were burning as he could feel his thane watching him. He felt like he was back in training being assessed for his performance. He was unsure where to start so he licked cautiously at the tip before taking the length in his mouth.
Amund would have stopped Argis if it hadn’t felt so good, but he was nothing but a man. He made no effort to keep the noise down, letting out moans and groans much to Argis' pleasure. He threw his head back and let out Argis' name in a moan, angry at himself for being so weak and blind.
He should have been able to tell sooner. He should have known that there were no feelings being harboured and that everything was just because he was a Thane. He curled his toes and gripped desperately to the bed wanting to prolong their time together.
But he couldn’t, not when he knew that his feelings were not being returned. He was so close and could feel Argis pumping himself. When Amund came his feelings of happiness soon became bitter.
Argis came just after his Thane and was quite pleased with himself. He had never done anything like that before but thought he had done a fair job. Of course there would be room for improvement. He slid back beside his Thane waiting his touch.
Instead Amund rolled over and put his back to Argis with his shoulders hunched and he pulled the blanket over his head.
“Get out.” Amund said, the request barely auditable but loud of enough for Argis to take a sharp breath.
“What?”
“Get out.” He said slightly louder.
“Amund…”
“Leave.” Amund snapped back, practically shouting. Argis scrambled out of the bed practically ran out of the room.
He was so confused, shocked and he just wanted to cry. He had heard stories of Thanes using housecarls as nothing more than free whores- “No.” Argis told himself firmly. “He wouldn’t do that.” Argis affirmed to himself, but no matter how many times he repeated it, he didn’t truly believe it.
---
Oh A!As you thought they'd actually communicate...
Meet Skyrim's biggest idiots when it comes to talking
Re: Show No Weakness - Part 15/?
Date: 2012-10-12 11:37 am (UTC)You doing a great job of prolonging the angst A!A. If it wasn't for the fact that I'm pretty sure these two will be great when they finally figure it out, I don't know what I'd do. Thanks for keeping this going.
Re: Show No Weakness - Part 15/?
Date: 2012-10-12 05:48 pm (UTC)I'm possibly getting a little too engaged in this story for my own good, but please write more!
Re: Show No Weakness - Part 15/?
Date: 2012-10-12 06:18 pm (UTC)... I'll just be over here sharpening my war axe.
(A!A, I've had this fic open in its own tab since post one. I'm hooked.)