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Brynjolf/F!NPC: "Lessons in Lust" 6/9

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She suddenly moved forwards and tapped the pillows.

"Sit back against them. You've learnt so much already and I just want you to relax and admire a master at work." He threw himself against the pillows eagerly, his legs stretched out in front of him. She straddled them and nuzzled his neck. "Of should that be mistress?"

She gave him another kiss that she controlled completely by a tight grip on his chin and then pulled away just enough to break contact. She knelt a little higher so her breasts were on level with his face. "Suck."

He obeyed again, suckling on her hard, pink nipples with relish. So absorbed was he in his task, he didn't notice she had tied his hands to the headboard until she pulled away with a smirk. He pulled at them helplessly, a feeling of foreboding poisoning his stomach.

"What are you doing?" He demanded, frowning as her grin just got wider. "If has all been some sort of trick...if this is so your husband can find me..."

She snorted. "Why on earth would I want him to find you? He would probably kill you and then you would be no use to me at all."

Her response did nothing to appease his worries.

"Then why tie me up?"

She traced his jaw line with her sharp nails. "Don't you like it? Many find it rather..." She glanced down and saw that he was still rock hard. "...stimulating."

He cursed his own arousal, knowing that being tied up was hardly a sign of a good thief. He just had to hope that she would keep her word. But all worries quickly went out the window when she stroked his throbbing member again. He groaned and watched, breathless, as she moved down his body to teasing lick the underside, tracing the veins. She traced them up and down before stopping at the top and swirling her tongue over the sensitive tip. Then she finally took him into her mouth. He gave a silent cry and marvelled at how skilled she was. Never had he been pleasured by a woman with such an instinctive knowledge about what he wanted and when exactly to give it to him He could only hope that perhaps he would possess equal knowledge about his sexual partners.

The head of his cock bumped against her throat and his eyes rolled back in pure ecstasy. If she didn't stop soon...

"You have better control yourself." She said pulling away, as though she was reading his mind.

He panted, both happy that she prolonging his pleasure and desperate to reach his climax.

"Perhaps you should take a little break and just...enjoy the show." He looked at her questioningly as she lay back on her elbows at the other end of the bed. their legs tangled together. "All of this has gotten me rather hot again and I must ease it."

All of the air left his lungs as she spread her legs and began touching herself, her two fingers slipping inside her wet entrance while her thumb rubbed her bud in a slow, erotic rhythm. She whimpered and her head lolled backwards, giving him a perfect view of a bead of sweat running down her neck and between her heaving breasts. She gasped and writhed, engrossed in her self-inflicted pleasure. He began pulling desperately on the belts that lashed him to the bed. All he could think about was how much he wanted - needed - to touch her.

"Oh, yes!" She cried, riding her fingers until he could see she was on the peak of another orgasm. But she stopped just before it, much to his disappointment, and pulled her fingers out. She frowned at the loss of contact and he knew that he would never have the willpower to stop so close. She clambered back up and straddled him again. She nudged his lips with her wet fingers and he sucked them clean eagerly, tasting her delicious musk.

"That's better. Now aren't you a little calmer?"

He was about to reply that her touching herself in front of him certainly did not make him any calmer but he assumed it would not be the right thing to say. So instead he nodded mutely.