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Fill: Wolf Season 1/?
Date: 2013-07-14 02:53 pm (UTC)Wulfric, of course, wasn't even paying attention. He was discussing something serious with Vilkas and Kodlak. Well, Sylgja said to herself, as disgusting as the talk of werewolf bestiality is, at least I know the signs to watch for in Wulfric. Hopefully it will be many moons before his mating season begins.
As it turned out, she hadn't long to wait to see the signs that the Beast Blood's mating call was affecting Wulfric. Mere days after leaving Whiterun in the direction of Dawnstar to locate some iron for their homestead, Heljarchen Hall she spotted the telltale signs that the Beast Blood was awake. Wulfric, normally gregarious and cheerful to the point of irritating while travelling (Lydia had confirmed this assessment, the day Sylgja arrived in Breezehome), today was quiet, frowning, and inclined to act possessively of her when they passed anyone on the roads, be they men, mer or wild beasts.
Sylgja was not about to share her man with anyone, and the idea that he might mate a simple wolf went against everything she knew was right for a man to do. So she came up with a plan. Well, it was Njada's idea originally, a drunken boast more than anything, but Sylgja was about to perfect it and put it into action.
"Wulfric, why don't we call in to the house on our way to Dawnstar. Maybe see if we need more than iron?" Sylgja suggested.
Wulfric nodded, distracted, and strode off the road into the tundra, taking the straightest path to the destination, regardless of obstacles that would halt his wife in her stride.
"WULF!" Sylgja yelled angrily.
"Right, sorry," he ran back, head low in an almost canine apology. "Bit distracted today, love."
"I know. We don't have to go to Dawnstar, you know. We could always send Gregor for us. Have a little... private time," Sylgja said with a sly grin.
Wulfric, to her dismay, shook his head vigorously. "Absolutely not, love. I - the Beast Blood - I'm fighting it. If we were to... you know... I couldn't control myself. I would transform, and I would hate to think I might harm you. I just - I love you so much, Syl," Wulfric said, voice cracking slightly.
Sylgja simply hugged her husband and swore to herself that she'd have to have a little word with Aela about sharing the gift of Hircine, whenever they returned to Whiterun.
"Let's just get to the house before dusk - I'm starving," she murmured.
Re: Fill: Wolf Season 2/?
Date: 2013-07-14 04:22 pm (UTC)Wulfric had gone into his bedroom to meditate and hopefully calm his Beast Blood. The last thing he wanted was for Sylgja to see him transform: it was bad enough that she had -however briefly - seen his Beast in the depths of Red Belly Mine, ridding it of the spiders. The Companions kept it secret for a very good reason.
He stayed in his trancelike state for a few hours: the sky outside was pitch black but for the constellations, and he could smell some delicious aromas wafting up from the kitchen. His belly rumbled and his Beast complained that it needed to hunt. Wulfric remembered something Farkas had mentioned, "keep the Beast fed and you'll keep the Beast happy." He went down to the kitchen.
"Mmm, apple turnovers, my favourite. Thank you, my love," Wulfric said happily as Sylgja turned from the oven with a full tray of steaming hot treats. She smiled winningly at him.
"Here. These are too hot, you'll burn your tongue. This one is still warm from my first batch," she said, holding the turnover up.
Wulfric grinned and dropped to his knees, and shuffled to her - he was so tall his head was at her midriff height - and bit into the pastry in her hand, grinning as flakes crumbled around his lips. Sylgja grinned in return, and sidled away from him.
"Hey! Where are you going?"
"Come, follow me, unless you're a milk drinker!"
They played a game of chasing around the ground floor of the homestead, Wulfric on his knees, snatching bites of the delicious turnover whenever he could. Finally he had his lovely wife cornered, and the warmth of the food in his belly made him feel happy and lazy, and yet, he really wanted the last bite she held up for him. He put out an iron arm either side of her, and shuffled forward until they were belly-to-belly. And then Sylgja dropped down the trapdoor into the cellar, laughing.
"You're mine!" Wulfric clambered down after her.
Without so much as glancing around, he pounced on her in the doorway of the inner room, propelling them both back inside, crashing to the floor. Triumphantly, Wulfric picked the last piece of turnover from Sylgja's hand and scoffed it, smiling smugly at her as he chewed. He felt so warm, and full, and pleasantly sleepy, and there was a new-crafted bed just beside him. He shucked his wolf armour, boots and gauntlets and clambered onto the soft straw-filled mattress. He squirmed out of his smallclothes and smiled at his wife's noise of pleasure - he loved that she loved his big cock. He had attempted relationships once or twice in his past with women who had said they liked big men, but who had baulked at the sheer size of him: his wife was made of sterner stuff than those dainty little milk-drinking wenches.
Wulfric turned on his back on the soft bed, and splayed his legs out wide, hitching up his knees to better show off his package - he and Sylgja were of the "if you've got it, flaunt it" frame of mind. And how he loved to flaunt it in front of her! Sylgja pulled her tunic over her head, stepped out of boots and braies, and untied the strings of her smallclothes in record time. Wulfric's eyes lit up, and she felt incredibly powerful.
She reached out, wrapped her hand around the base of his cock, and squeezed. Wulfric closed his eyes and moaned ecstatically. She tugged up to the head of him, and slid down his shaft again. He moaned in the back of his throat. She knelt on the bed, and fondled his balls while pumping her hand up and down, always ignoring the head of him. He began to unconsciously thrust up into her movements, encouraging her. As she worked him, she felt him swell, and watched his slit for precome.
"Open your eyes," she ordered.
Wulfric did so, just in time to see the head of his cock disappear into her talented mouth. As her tongue flicked the arrowhead beneath, and traced the seam of him, she looked up and met his eyes.
Wulfric came so hard and suddenly his vision went white. He didn't remember falling asleep.
Fill: Wolf Season 3/?
Date: 2013-07-14 04:54 pm (UTC)"Sylgja? Love? What - I don't understand..." Wulfric stammered.
"It's very simple, husband. A little love play, a little Sleeping Tree Sap and we all get what we want and need. You get to let go, your wolf gets to come out, and I get to watch," Sylgja said, smirking.
"No," Wulfric moaned, "It's too dangerous! You'll be hurt!"
"No I won't. Those irons on your wrists and ankles were forged by Eorlund Grey-Mane, himself. Skyforge Steel. There is a reason the Companions live so nearby that has little to do with weapons and armour," she replied smugly.
Wulfric's wolf took advantage of his momentary disbelief to snap at him.
"I ... I can't control it..." Wulfric moaned.
Sylgja walked up to him and stroked her hand down his cheek, tenderly kissing him, and tracing his warpaint with a lone finger. "Then don't try," she whispered. "Let him come out and play."
"He's ... not ... playing ... a game," Wulfric gasped.
"I know that. And I'm all wet because of that," was Sylgja's reply. Wulfric moaned, and the wolf inside him smelt her sex, her scent, her pheromones and went wild. Wulfric finally lost control and transformed.
Sylgja jumped back as her husband arched his back like a bow drawn to it's fullest extent, and his legs swelled like treetrunks, black fur sprouted across his body under concealing smoke, and muscles grew to several times their normal size, his jaws and hands elongated, his ears shifted position and became tufty, and she felt, more than heard the growling in his chest. At least the transformation was complete, and Wulfric howled at the indignity of his chains.
Sylgja's eyes were drawn down the new, brawnier, dark body, to the softed fur on his body, from where sprung a massive cock. Wulfric the man was large indeed, but Wulfric the Werewolf was, quite frankly, enormous. Sylgja's jaw dropped, and she felt herself getting wetter as she stared. Even under her gaze she noticed it was growing hard, swelling even more, and bobbing as it jutted proudly towards her.
"What do you want to do?" Wulfric asked.
Sylgja jumped. She had no idea that he could communicate, nor even quite how he had spoken, his lips and jaws were not intended for conversation the way hers were.
"I want to make you come so much you won't even think about running into the wild to fuck whatever happens along," she said, arousal making her reckless. "I want to climb up on you and ride you till you fill me with your seed. I want to come while so full of you I think I cannot possibly take another inch - and then take three. And I want to empty you of seed."
"If we rut you will get a belly full - of baby," the werewolf warned. "We do not mate with two-leggers because the cubs always come. Our season happens so we might procreate, it is not for recreation. And a sheath won't work when I knot in you."
"How did you know I was thinking of a sheath?"
"He always uses a sheath in you. I think he is foolish, but he wants to protect you from the trouble bearing a litter of our kind would be," the wolf replied.
"Then I'll have to take your seed in me after I tell him it's what I want. There are still plenty of ways to make you come," Sylgja replied. "Like, for instance..."
She hopped nimbly onto the bed, directly between the werewolf's legs, and knelt, sniffing the length of his massive erection. She looked up at him, meeting his eyes squarely as she lowered her mouth onto the head of him, licking and savouring the salty taste of his flesh. The wolf, unused to such sensual touches, climaxed suddenly, coating her cheeks with his release.
"That ... is not ... enough ... to sate the wolf," Wulfric's werewolf panted.
"Plenty more where that came from," Sylgja replied, fondling the wolf's heavy balls.
Fill: Wolf Season 4/?
Date: 2013-07-14 05:20 pm (UTC)The wolf nearly bucked off the bed, and snarled and snapped as she slowly pressed a single digit into him.
"Hush, milk-drinker, I have wanted to try this for years," she said, taking firm hold of his cock with her free hand.
The wolf instantly stilled. Sylgja smiled, "was that because you're a milk drinker or because you want more of my hand?"
"Hand," the wolf panted.
"Left or right?" Sylgja asked, before slipping a second digit inside him.
"Left! Left! I meant left!"
Sylgja chuckled. "You can take it, Big, Bad Wolf of mine. If I can take all of Wulfric in my sex, you can take my little finger here."
The wolf was trembling. She started to work his cock to distract him. She kept her fingers still inside his anus, and just focused on making him come by pumping his cock. Her wrist was aching when he attained his climax, hips trembling.
"That's two," she said smugly.
"How many more?" the wolf asked.
"That depends on you," she returned, twitching her fingers inside his body. He whimpered and tried to buck away from her. The movement shifted the angle of her fingers, and as she explored inside him, she discovered a small, spongy spot that made her captive were-husband howl.
She kept working her fingers on that spot, working inside him and watching his flaccid cock stiffen again. She licked her lips.
Fill: Wolf Season 5/7
Date: 2013-07-14 05:56 pm (UTC)He could feel his belly clenching, his wife's sucking noises inflaming him more and more, the pleasure once more overloading his senses and his vision went white yet again.
"Mmmf," Silgja squeaked in pleased surprise as he filled her mouth with his seed. She swallowed noisily. "That was less than any of the five other climaxes I've given you," she mused. "I wonder how many more until you're completely empty."
"I cannot ... again," the wolf whimpered. She ignored him, continuing to work her fingers on his prostate, humming happily as he grew stiff again.
She licked his shaft and worked inside him, and sucked him like a long too-thick taffy treat, and shifted her weight so that her legs were spread over his leg, clit rubbing on the soft fur of his thigh. She rubbed herself, using him to pleasure herself, and as she grew wetter, she saw his nostrils flare and felt his hips working under her and she let go of his cock and started stroking her clit and his prostate with the same motions and same intensity, she climaxed hard, drenching his fur with her fluid, even as he groaned and moaned and came again, clenching around her hand.
"Your ... scent ... drives ... us ... wild," murmured the wolf.
"Mmm. You drive me just as wild," she replied, leaning forward to kiss his snout.
Her hand slipped out from inside him, and she shifted up his body, bracing her weight with both hands on his taut belly. Her legs automatically moved to either side of his hips - the wolf had narrower hips than the man, she was surprised to notice - and she sat up on her hunkers.
Her sex was open and wet for him. His cock twitched, and she began to stroke it, one hand following the other from base to tip until he was hard and throbbing against her.
"How do you feel?" Sylgja asked.
"So good - too much - too empty. I want to mark you, make you mine," the wolf replied disjointedly.
"Maybe later," Sylgja replied. "Right now I need you to come inside me, and I need you to be so utterly spent there's no way a pregnancy could happen. Is that how it is?"
The wolf looked at the glazed look in her eyes, and Wulfric, buried underneath, saw it , too. They couldn't tell an untruth to her now if their lives depended on it.
"I ... We ... Don't know."
"Then let's find out," Sylgja said, impaling herself slowly on his monster erection.
She felt the stretch and glide as the tip of him entered her, and then the whimpered as his shaft was thick - much thicker than Wulfric the man's cock. She felt her body stretch to accommodate the inches she had claimed, then raised up slightly, placed her hands on his belly for leverage and sank down deeper.
Wulfric moaned at the slick tightness, and Sylgja whined in kind as her sex stretched almost unbearably. She felt a finger on her clit, stroking her, soothing and arousing her, until she became wetter, and she slid more easily down Wulfric's massive cock. Her eyes were shut tight, and she felt his snout rub against her cheek, heard him whining in concern for her. It was all she could do to hold on and impale herself on the huge male part; she took another inch, then stopped, certain she could take no more.
The finger on her pussy was joined by a finger on her asshole. She took a deep breath, leaned forward, and his digit was inside her. She moaned at the thought and shuddered as she came. She squirted again, wetter than she had ever been, and slid another three inches of him deeper into her.
The feeling was sensational.
Fill: Wolf Season 6/7
Date: 2013-07-14 06:10 pm (UTC)The wolf nipped at her shoulders and back, one massive paw holding her against him, the other still with a digit working inside her body - retaliation for having so many of her fingers inside him earlier. His pleasure was building like never before. He was a powder keg ready to explode.
His let his finger fall from her body, the wolf secretly glad that the man had made him retract his claws first, and squeezed her nipple and palmed her breast. The wolf shifted position again, going onto all fours with Sylgja beneath him, receiving each thrust with an excited moan, rising in pitch as his movements grew quicker, more erratic.
Suddenly and without warning, he knotted inside her, and she squealed at the new pressure inside, eyes open wide as she watched the werewolf howl and reach his climax hard inside her. He toppled on top of her, crushing her slightly, one big paw cupping her head to his chest so tenderly she felt tears well up.
Re: Fill: Wolf Season 7/7 with Author's Note and Tags
Date: 2013-07-14 06:32 pm (UTC)Sylgja thought for a moment, fighting the sex-induced sleep that drugged her mind. There was something not quite right about her husband being on top of her... She gave a mental shrug and decided to think on it on the morrow.
*-*-*
They woke together slowly, Wulfric stroking his wife's back, and Sylgja rubbing her husband's belly the way he liked. Neither was in any kind of mood to open their eyes, but eventually Wulfric did.
"Good morning, wife. I trust you slept well?"
"Mmm, oh, yes, Wulfric, we need to do that again. You - your wolf, you fell amazing in me, you know," Sylgja said happily. "Wait - you're not in your chains. Did I let you out? I must have. Funny, I don't remember it."
"Funny thing, love, but even Skyforge steel has limits and you and the wolf passed those limits when you climbed up and rode him like a stallion," Wulfric said, handing her a mangled, twisted bit of metal that might have been a wrist iron once, but was now good only for scrap.
"Oh. I ... I suppose we got a bit ... carried away," she said in a small voice.
"What if this had given away from the start?" Wulfric demanded angrily. "You might have been killed or raped!"
"The former possibly, the latter, never. I wanted what your wolf has to offer. He's a part of you just as much as absorbing all those dragon souls is," Sylgja replied, kissing her husband deeply.
Wulfric drew back and tipped her chin up to look into her eyes. "I hope you mean that, my love."
"I really, truly do, Wulfric. I love all of you."
"Good. Because my wolf and I have decided to rut with you until you get big and heavy with a litter of our little ones."
Sylgja grinned, "I look forward to making that happen!"
*-*-*
A/N: Wow this one just took me by complete surprise. I had no idea that I could write that much smut in a fic. I haven't written smut in a long, long time, so if anybody has any con-crit to offer, I'd like to have it.
Also: Grundel is a synonym for taint or perineum that I had to Google to find. Please let me know if that was okay, I just thought taint/perineum weren't appropriately historic for this fic. (Sometimes too modern words in a semi-historic setting just jar me out of a fic, so... I go looking for old-sounding words)
Tags: Char: Sylgja, M!Nord!DB Genre: Smut, Kinks: anal play, werewolf, size kink, oral, come play, restraints, multiple orgasms, milking, rough sex (and probably a few I'm forgetting right now)
Re: Fill: Wolf Season 7/7 with Author's Note and Tags
Date: 2013-07-20 10:50 am (UTC)Seriously, I would absolutely love to see a sequel where you very wirte in great detail how Sylgja is impregnated and the following pregancy.
Once again, this was awesome. Excellent job!
Re: Fill: Wolf Season 7/7 with Author's Note and Tags
Date: 2013-07-20 11:39 pm (UTC)I get so worried that nobody'll like my smut, I'm so glad you enjoyed it! This is the kinkiest thing I ever wrote - and I am soooo pleased to see you'd like a sequel. I had so much fun with this that I really think it's a possibility.
I never knew I had a werewolf kink until Skyrim. I never knew I could write werewolf porn until this fic :)
Re: Fill: Wolf Season 7/7 with Author's Note and Tags
Date: 2013-07-24 06:32 am (UTC)Other than that, though... this was really pretty hot. So kudos.
Re: Fill: Wolf Season 7/7 with Author's Note and Tags
Date: 2013-07-25 07:55 pm (UTC)I have to admit, I just went with the talking thing because Sinding was able to talk during his quest - and because it was easier for me for dramatic purposes :P
Re: Fill: Wolf Season 7/7 with Author's Note and Tags
Date: 2013-07-31 05:14 am (UTC)Re: Fill: Wolf Season 7/7 with Author's Note and Tags
Date: 2013-08-02 10:28 pm (UTC):)
Re: Fill: Wolf Season 7/7 with Author's Note and Tags
Date: 2013-08-12 02:13 am (UTC)Mr or Ms. A!A, I must say, i did not expect anyone to fill this prompt for me. Thank you ever so much for doing it so well, and even with my favorite female character in the game. I hope you decide to do more werewolf prompts, because, quite frankly, you are amazing at it. :)
Re: Fill: Wolf Season 7/7 with Author's Note and Tags
Date: 2013-08-12 07:00 pm (UTC)I like Sylgja, too, she's got great spirit! I'm thinking about doing a sequel to this one, but I'm working on some other (non werewolf) prompts right now. But, hey, if you ask for a lycanthropic fic it might just tweak my muses again :)
Thank you for the feedback!
Re: Fill: Wolf Season 7/7 with Author's Note and Tags
Date: 2013-09-06 03:44 am (UTC)you'd be interested in doing another lycanthropic fic? I'd be more than happy to toss another idea in. Are you okay with khajiit in the prompt? I have one revolving around a khajiit with lycanthropy.
Re: Fill: Wolf Season 7/7 with Author's Note and Tags
Date: 2013-09-07 12:43 am (UTC)I am thrilled you enjoyed my fic so much, and while I can't guarantee a fic, post your prompt and I'll definitely try (I have a ton of promised fics and half-finished ones, so I don't want to disappoint if I can't do it).
Although, the fact that I just started up a new game with my first Khajiit DB might be promising ;)
Re: Fill: Wolf Season 7/7 with Author's Note and Tags
Date: 2013-08-12 02:18 am (UTC)I must say, I lost hope for this getting filled. Thank you for doing it so awesomely, I hope you do future werewolf prompts in the future, you are very good at them