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>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.
Re: Nothing like nearly dying 2.75/2.75
Date: 2012-12-24 02:24 am (UTC)Brynjolf made an unhappy noise, but he knew she was right. He freed himself from his pants with one hand, and lifted her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist. He slid himself slowly into her, both of them groaning appreciatively. Brynjolf growled, thrusting into her hard, again and again. Valrei cried out, digging her nails into his shoulder. Each thrust made her back scratch against the rough wall, but it felt so good, she didn't care. She tightened her legs around his waist.
"Brynjolf, gods, please, more!" she gasped. The thief grunted, nipping at her shoulder, and gave her what she asked for. It was fast and rough, but soon she felt fire spread through her as she came hard around his length. Her back arched off the wall, she threw her head back, and cried out. Brynjolf grunted, slamming himself into her warmth, his thrusts growing more desperate until he spilled himself, buried deep inside her.
The both leaned against the wall for a long moment, still wrapped together as their breathing slowed. Brynjolf kissed her slowly and deeply. When he pulled back, he gently ran his finger over the scar on her throat. His green eyes were stormy as he looked into her dark eyes.
"When this is over, you're mine, lass. And I won't be quick about it," he promised.
Valrei laughed breathlessly. "I look forward to it."
Re: Nothing like nearly dying 2.75/2.75
Date: 2012-12-24 10:45 am (UTC)Re: Nothing like nearly dying 2.75/2.75
Date: 2013-01-10 09:38 pm (UTC)Awesome smut.
Re: Nothing like nearly dying 2.75/2.75
Date: 2013-12-05 03:44 pm (UTC)