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Inner thoughts of a Jarl's Housecarl (Follow up to Inner thoughts prompt)

[(Anonymous)]

The prompt Inner thoughts (http://skyrimkinkmeme.livejournal.com/4295.html?thread=6617543#t6617543) originally started this idea. Upon filling it both Rozenn!Anon and Rozenn started wondering about Galmar’s doings and thoughts during Ulfric’s capture. So with Rozenn’s permission and the last of Vilod’s Juniper Mead, also provided by Rozenn, I’ve asked Eira to get our favourite housecarl drunk to loosen his tongue and find out what he was doing and thinking at that time! Surprisingly, Eira was successful ;) I hope I've been able to do it justice. Without further ado I present you with Galmar's inner thoughts!

Tags: char:Galmar_Stone-Fist, series:eira, race:nord
Summary: Galmar Stone-Fist relives the moments from Ulfric’s departure for Dark Water Crossing where he was ambushed until his return.


“I still think it’s a bad idea Ulfric”, Galmar grumbled as Ulfric prepared to leave the Palace. “You’re overreacting Galmar. Everything will be fine. Besides I need to get out of the Palace for a while, I need some fresh air”. Galmar waved his hand around, indicating the City of Windhelm, “then walk around your city. You’ll have plenty of fresh air and you’ll be save within the walls”. Ulfric looked as exasperated as Galmar felt, ‘the man is far too stubborn for his own good!’. “Galmar, old friend, I am going to Dark Water Crossing. I will talk to Anneke and the informant and be back by nightfall. There is no discussing the matter”.

Galmar sighed, knowing that there was no way he could convince Ulfric to stay behind. “Then I will come with you”, he insisted. “No, Galmar. I’m ordering you to stay behind. Just in case something does happen, Skyrim will need you”. They reached the stables and Ulfric made his way to his horse, a beautiful chestnut coloured stallion. “So you fear something could happen. You feel it too don’t you Ulfric? There is an ominous air, something is about to happen!” Ulfric stroked the horse’s neck, “I’ll have a guard, we’ll be in Stormcloak territory, not too far from here. Stop your worrying and get back to the Palace Galmar. Everything will turn out fine”. The soldiers that would make up Ulfric’s guard arrived then and quickly prepared their horses. Knowing he had lost this argument, Galmar grumbled a “fine” and stalked off in the direction of the Palace.

Galmar grumbled about insufferable Jarl’s all the way back to the Palace. ‘I don’t know how I put up with him. He’s felt it too, something is about to happen, yet still he goes out with only a few guards! Does he think himself invulnerable? How can he be so reckless, Skyrim needs him!’ Galmar sighed, there was nothing he could do now. He entered the Palace and made his way over to the war room to go over their plans for the war to keep himself busy.

Inner thoughts of a Jarl's Housecarl (Follow up to Inner thoughts prompt)

[(Anonymous)]

The prompt Inner thoughts (http://skyrimkinkmeme.livejournal [DOT] com/4295.html?thread=6617543#t6617543) originally started this idea. Upon filling it both Rozenn!Anon and Rozenn started wondering about Galmar’s doings and thoughts during Ulfric’s capture. So with Rozenn’s permission and the last of Vilod’s Juniper Mead, also provided by Rozenn, I’ve asked Eira to get our favourite housecarl drunk to loosen his tongue and find out what he was doing and thinking at that time! Surprisingly, Eira was successful ;) I hope I've been able to do it justice. Without further ado I present you with Galmar's inner thoughts!

Tags: char:Galmar_Stone-Fist, series:eira, race:nord
Summary: Galmar Stone-Fist relives the moments from Ulfric’s departure for Dark Water Crossing where he was ambushed until his return.


“I still think it’s a bad idea Ulfric”, Galmar grumbled as Ulfric prepared to leave the Palace. “You’re overreacting Galmar. Everything will be fine. Besides I need to get out of the Palace for a while, I need some fresh air”. Galmar waved his hand around, indicating the City of Windhelm, “then walk around your city. You’ll have plenty of fresh air and you’ll be save within the walls”. Ulfric looked as exasperated as Galmar felt, ‘the man is far too stubborn for his own good!’. “Galmar, old friend, I am going to Dark Water Crossing. I will talk to Anneke and the informant and be back by nightfall. There is no discussing the matter”.

Galmar sighed, knowing that there was no way he could convince Ulfric to stay behind. “Then I will come with you”, he insisted. “No, Galmar. I’m ordering you to stay behind. Just in case something does happen, Skyrim will need you”. They reached the stables and Ulfric made his way to his horse, a beautiful chestnut coloured stallion. “So you fear something could happen. You feel it too don’t you Ulfric? There is an ominous air, something is about to happen!” Ulfric stroked the horse’s neck, “I’ll have a guard, we’ll be in Stormcloak territory, not too far from here. Stop your worrying and get back to the Palace Galmar. Everything will turn out fine”. The soldiers that would make up Ulfric’s guard arrived then and quickly prepared their horses. Knowing he had lost this argument, Galmar grumbled a “fine” and stalked off in the direction of the Palace.

Galmar grumbled about insufferable Jarl’s all the way back to the Palace. ‘I don’t know how I put up with him. He’s felt it too, something is about to happen, yet still he goes out with only a few guards! Does he think himself invulnerable? How can he be so reckless, Skyrim needs him!’ Galmar sighed, there was nothing he could do now. He entered the Palace and made his way over to the war room to go over their plans for the war to keep himself busy.

Follow up to Inner thoughts prompt

[(Anonymous)]

The prompt Inner thoughts (skyrimkinkmeme.livejournal [DOT] com/4295.html?thread=6617543#t6617543) originally started this idea.

Upon filling it both Rozenn!Anon and Rozenn started wondering about Galmar’s doings and thoughts during Ulfric’s capture. So with Rozenn’s permission and the last of Vilod’s Juniper Mead, also provided by Rozenn, I’ve asked Eira to get our favourite housecarl drunk to loosen his tongue and find out what he was doing and thinking at that time! Surprisingly, Eira was successful ;) I hope I've been able to do it justice. Without further ado I present you with Galmar's inner thoughts!

Tags: char:Galmar_Stone-Fist, series:eira, race:nord

Summary: Galmar Stone-Fist relives the moments from Ulfric’s departure for Dark Water Crossing where he was ambushed until his return.

Inner thoughts of a Jarl's Housecarl (1/4)

[(Anonymous)]

“I still think it’s a bad idea Ulfric”, Galmar grumbled as Ulfric prepared to leave the Palace. “You’re overreacting Galmar. Everything will be fine. Besides I need to get out of the Palace for a while, I need some fresh air”. Galmar waved his hand around, indicating the City of Windhelm, “then walk around your city. You’ll have plenty of fresh air and you’ll be save within the walls”. Ulfric looked as exasperated as Galmar felt, ‘the man is far too stubborn for his own good!’. “Galmar, old friend, I am going to Dark Water Crossing. I will talk to Anneke and the informant and be back by nightfall. There is no discussing the matter”.

Galmar sighed, knowing that there was no way he could convince Ulfric to stay behind. “Then I will come with you”, he insisted. “No, Galmar. I’m ordering you to stay behind. Just in case something does happen, Skyrim will need you”. They reached the stables and Ulfric made his way to his horse, a beautiful chestnut coloured stallion. “So you fear something could happen. You feel it too don’t you Ulfric? There is an ominous air, something is about to happen!” Ulfric stroked the horse’s neck, “I’ll have a guard, we’ll be in Stormcloak territory, not too far from here. Stop your worrying and get back to the Palace Galmar. Everything will turn out fine”. The soldiers that would make up Ulfric’s guard arrived then and quickly prepared their horses. Knowing he had lost this argument, Galmar grumbled a “fine” and stalked off in the direction of the Palace.

Galmar grumbled about insufferable Jarl’s all the way back to the Palace. ‘I don’t know how I put up with him. He’s felt it too, something is about to happen, yet still he goes out with only a few guards! Does he think himself invulnerable? How can he be so reckless, Skyrim needs him!’ Galmar sighed, there was nothing he could do now. He entered the Palace and made his way over to the war room to go over their plans for the war to keep himself busy.

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Night had fallen and Ulfric had yet to return. ‘Probably a needless delay. Nothing to be worried about, the man can take care of himself’, Galmar thought, trying to convince himself that the terrible feeling in his gut was nothing more than a stomach bug. He stood in the silence of the war room, hands firmly planted on the table as he gazed at Skyrim’s map. A commotion in the main hall drew his attention and so before Jorleif could reach him, Galmar had already left the war room, striding into the main hall. “What is going on?” he rumbled.

“Sir Stone-Fist! Annekke sent me from Dark Water Crossing. I came as quickly as I could, bearing urgent news!” Galmar’s gut clenched, ‘sweet Talos, please don’t let anything have happened to Ulfric!’ “Speak!” he ordered the man. “We were awaiting the Jarl’s arrival when his horse approached, an arrow to its shoulder, no rider. Recognizing that something must be amiss, Annekke sent myself, Sondas and Meieran to investigate the road. We… we found several horses either terribly wounded or dead. There was no trace of the Jarl or any of his guards. We followed the road at a quick pace, hoping to find out what happened”.

“Well? What did you find?” Galmar was losing patience fast. The clenching in his gut became painful, his mind whirring with possibilities, none of which he liked. “Imperials Sir. A great many of them. The Jarl and his men were bound and being transported in carts Sir. Sondas is tracking them to find out where exactly they’re headed. Meieran went to the Falkreath Stormcloak camp to warn them, perhaps they can do something”.

Honor Thy Familly

[(Anonymous)]

The F!Dragonborn, still fresh in Skyrim, gets tangled with a few issues regarding the killing of a certain old woman. When she is taken by the Dark Brotherhood, she fits right in. However, she has a strange attraction to the resident lizard, Veezara. After going on a few jobs together, the sexual tension that has been building up needs to be satiated. They go out to the woods...

Mad Props if:

-The F!Dragonborn is Argonian or Khajiit.
-The Brotehrhood, and by extension Veezara, have a bondage fetish
-Veezara and F!DB have been flirting non-stop leading up to the event
-Babbete and Nazir, back in the base, notice the two are missing and start betting on what they are doing

The Tale of a Dunmer Brothers' Reunion

[(Anonymous)]

I've got inspired after I saw the other kink prompt on this page regarding Teldryn Sero & his long-lost twin brother Endryn. However, I want a non-sexual one please. Furthermore I want fills regarding the two being united, be it they are happy or pissed with each-other, along with the PC's thoughts of the whole scenario and when they all adventure together.

I want the fills to be high in humour & fluffiness (you know since its a family-centred prompt after all) of the PC's & the Sero Twins' adventures together.

I do not want death of character (unless one of the characters were thought to have been killed/were on the verge of death) and I want this prompt to be strickly NON-SEXUAL.

Have fun dear Teldryn (& possible Endryn) Sero fans!~ :-)

The Listener's Toothache

[(Anonymous)]

Skyrim is a magical land where, despite being at about 14th-century levels of technology, no one really seems to get sick or injured, except for the occasional case of rockjoint or vampirism. But it's always fun to imagine the characters in the game with some of our mundane problems. Please show me someone with a toothache. So...

The Listener, normally no ray of sunshine, has a toothache, and as a result, he or she is becoming increasingly grumpy, abusive, and difficult to live with. Finally, the Dark Brotherhood members can't take it anymore and they all jump on him/her and pull the offending chomper out. Bonus points if Cicero does the deed. (Yeah, yeah, I like nightmares.)

Re: The Listener's Toothache

[(Anonymous)]

Very original, I love it! Will get to work filling for you.

Otherkin!DB

[(Anonymous)]

Definition of Otherkin: http://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Otherkin

Now for the prompt: DB, preferably male and not a Beast race, has always felt "not right" as a man or mer. They've always felt phantom wings, claws, etc. and they find out why when they learn of the whole Dragonborn thing.

Basically I'd like to see DB dealing with the dysphoria, and how it effects how they think, while having to deal with Alduin, the Civil War, and life in general.

Otherkin!DB

[(Anonymous)]

Tried to link the definition of Otherkin, but the spam filter didn't approve.

Now for the prompt: DB, preferably male and not a Beast race, has always felt "not right" as a man or mer. They've always felt phantom wings, claws, etc. and they find out why when they learn of the whole Dragonborn thing.

Basically I'd like to see DB dealing with the dysphoria, and how it effects how they think, while having to deal with Alduin, the Civil War, and life in general.

Alduin/AnyMaleDragon, voice kink, denial

[(Anonymous)]

Alduin using his voice to arouse, tease and get off another Dragon. It can be anyone, even a nameless underling. I want to see Alduin boss him around and tease him mercilessly, both with his voice and with some light touching (neck, wings... but not the part the poor horny dragon would like). Orgasm denial as a form of discipline.

Mind that when I say "voice", I don't neccessarily mean the Thu'm. Just Alduin being bossy and talking dirty.

Re: Alduin/AnyMaleDragon, voice kink, denial

[(Anonymous)]

YES. This prompt is win.

F!Elf/M!Human - Ears

[(Anonymous)]

So a while back there was a fill about elves' ears and their potential sexual uses. And while it was hot, I couldn't help but wonder what the feeling would be like for a woman. Wetness? Does it loosen the vaginal muscles to relax her for sex? An alternative to clitoral stimulation while she's on her period?

Go wild!

Squicks are blood/bathroom things and anal.

Dovahkiin and prophecies.TW Character death.

[(Anonymous)]

You know that theory that Alduin was the nordic version of Akatosh? Well there's a tiny grain of truth to it. Akatosh has always been a bit schizophrenic, being the god of and personification of time, plus there have been the Dragon Break incidents.

So Alduin isn't only the Firstborn of Akatosh, he's also the destructive urge incarnate of Akatosh, the part of him that wants to destroy Nirn so he's free.

The rest of Akatosh however, doesn't want the world to end yet, if only to see what's going to happen next. This is why the Prophecy of the Dragonborn came into being, because the prophecy sets the event for the Hero.

Unfortunately for prophecy, and Akatosh, the Dragonborn is still a mortal and ends up dying ignominiously, which was not supposed to happen, so Akatosh cheats and makes whoever's closest to the dying Dragonborn into a Dragonborn. They absorb the dragonborns soul and all his dragon souls, because Akatosh does not want his prophecy to be circumvented and one way or another, he will make sure Alduin is defeated!

Re: Dovahkiin and prophecies.TW Character death.

[(Anonymous)]

Oh now, this one's tempting me. So many possibilities. Who to land with this? A housecarl? Another follower? Some random NPC on the street? One of Harkon's vampires, a random civil war soldier, a bandit, one of the Falmer even?

And then something hit me. Prepare for a fill. :)

Rulindil/FDB

[(Anonymous)]

Maybe it's just me, but I have not been able to find a heck of a lot of fanfiction with Master Rulindil, the lesser-known Third Emissary of the Thalmor Embassy in Skyrim. He's that guy in charge of interrogations, and it's his notes the DB is out to steal...not a safe combination. :D

I'd like to see him and the FDB paired up. Of course by paired up, I mean she gets caught at some point after sneaking out of Elenwen's party and ends up locked in the dungeon for what starts out as nothing more than simple, albeit extensive, questioning by the interrogator. :D He's got those all-black eyes that lend him a really sinister impression and I'd like for things to get really very intense while he's interrogating/torturing her, trying different approaches to get the information out of her.

I'd like the FDB to be Breton, and be quite young, and be a hell of a lot more stubbornly silent than the interrogator anticipates. Bonus points if FDB is one of those deceptively sweet-faced types with a little crazy in the eyes (cause let's face it, DB is pretty crazy to go to the embassy in the first place). Cute, but scarred/damaged enough to generate some legit curiosity about what led her to try to pull this off. And to add insult to the injury of her killing all those Thalmor to get as far as she did, let's say she got Malborn, Etienne Rarnis and Brelas out of there, so off goes their one lead about Esbern...

Ending should probably be a rescue mounted by friends from any given faction she's with, and they can get in through the trap door...ideally Rulindil will not be killed if there's an encounter. Perhaps, by the end of it, he's not entirely disappointed that the DB got away, either.

Kinks: Thalmor/Altmer superiority complex, aggression, hurt/comfort, Non-con and dub-con, bondage, withholding pleasure
Squicks: gore (blood, cuts, bruises and general damage is fine, but no dismemberment or mutilation), anal, scat/bodily wastes

Re: Rulindil/FDB

[(Anonymous)]

seconding this

Given the position of power Rulindil has I'm kind of AMAZED no one has written anything about him before.

Wanted: Spicy het sex!

[(Anonymous)]

Lately I feel as though every het story I've read has been written from a checklist. Kissing --> petting --> man on woman oral sex and/or fingering --> woman's first orgasm --> woman on man oral sex --> penis-in-vagina --> woman's second orgasm --> man's orgasm.

It's boring. And it doesn't seem very realistic to me. Some women have multiple orgasms some of the time. Not every woman, every time.

I'd like someone to spice it up. Take some of the usual fingering, oral, or p-i-v sex and add a finger in the bum - his, hers, or both. Or a dildo or buttplug in one hole and a penis in the other. Or a cock ring or leather strap to keep the man hard for longer. Anal beads. Frottage. A woman strapping on a cock to fuck her man. Not all of those in one story, obviously (unless it's very long and features many sessions of sex).

If you're unsure how to fit sex toys into the universe, remember that Skyrim has abundant horkers and mammoths for ivory, as well as glass, metal, and pottery. It has the Temple of Dibella in Markarth, who surely sell fun items, and probably produce pamphlets explaining how they're used. I wouldn't put it past the Khajiit traders to take sex toys, lube, and aphrodisiacs to other cities in their caravans.

In terms of a couple, I don't give a damn. Any long-haired, bearded man or mer except Ralof (he's reserved for Hadvar in my head canon). Any female of any race who is married or partnered to him (no cheating, please). I must confess to rather liking Jarl Balgruuf, Anoriath, Jon and Idolaf Battle-Born, all of the Grey-Manes, Erandur... the list goes on.

My only squicks are scat, death, and insufficient lube.

Re: Wanted: Spicy het sex!

[(Anonymous)]

Yes, this! Seconded, a thousand times seconded.

I won't claim because I've promised too many fills, but I'm bookmarking this for later on! I hope you get many fills.

(I'll also link you to a fill of mine from a couple of months ago where my M!Werewolf!Nord!DB and Sylgja had spicy, anal-fingering-in-Beast-Form!sex - it's a major kink of mine and a rarity in fic :P)
It's here at:
http:// skyrimkinkmeme. livejournal. com/3603. html?thread=5833235# t5833235

Listener/Cicero - Sweet Rolls

[(Anonymous)]

The Listener goes out and gets Cicero that damn sweet roll he is craving (or a carrot) (or both).

If you want to sex it up, lets have the Listener feeding it to Cicero. Because the Listener cares about the Keeper.

Babbette's Rampage

[(Anonymous)]

So I just murdered the Dark Brotherhood and I realized Babbette wasn't their. I know its simply because Bethesda would have been murdered in the media for allowing the PC to kill a child.

Instead the reason Babbette wasn't there was because she was out on a mission. When she comes back and finds everyone murdered, there is a very pissed off tiny vampire that is going to wreck the ass of Skyrim. I'd like to see that rampage through the countryside and her eventually killing the DB or whoever it was that destroyed the Dark Brotherhood.

Some thoughts on Babette (in the form of a prompt)

[(Anonymous)]

So I was playing through the DB quest line the other day and was returning to Nazir with Contract information when I actually decided to stop and listen to one of Babette's stories. How she acts like a child in order to give her appearance credibility and get prey. She seems to genuinely enjoy outsmarting people this way. But a part of me wondered if she always felt this way about being a mature woman in a child's body. My mind started drawing parallels between her and Claudia (the young girl who is turned in Anne Rice's vampire series who eventually becomes fed up with being essentially trapped in the body of a child.)

So this prompt basically involves introspection on this matter. Has Babette ever felt trapped in her child body? How does she cope with this feeling? Could there have been something between her and another member of the DB (perhaps Nazir? Or the Listener?) If she had been turned after she had matured?

You are welcome to let the other members chime in as well. Perhaps Babette had suggested such an interlude but the others couldn't see past her childlike appearance? (Despite knowing how much older she actually is.)

Because this is mostly me wanting introspection on the character you don't actually have to write out a smut scene for it. (I know it's a touchy subject.) But even alluding to something possibly happening is a bonus for me.)

And one more thing just to cover myself just in case. I do not actually support the idea of Adult/child relationships. This to me is a whole other kind of cookie given Babette isn't actually a child.
Other than that I hope someone has fun writing this :D.

Re: Some thoughts on Babette (in the form of a prompt)

[(Anonymous)]

Seconded!

Some thoughts on Elenwen (in the form of a prompt)

[(Anonymous)]

Love him or hate him, one of the things that makes Ulfric Stormcloak such a fascinating character is that practically every character in the game has an opinion on him. Ulfric himself, for obvious reasons, has some pretty strong opinions on the Thalmor - and specifically Elenwen - and there are a lot of fics that touch on their history from Ulfric's perspective (or Galmar's, or someone else in that circle).

I've always been kind of curious what Elenwen's perspective on Ulfric is. She really seems to get a kick out of needling him at the peace conference, and although you could just say she's an evil sadist and he's an easy target (not to mention her goal is to disrupt the talks) and leave it at that, I have to wonder if there's a personal element on her side as well. You don't spend months strategizing about how to break into somebody's headspace without developing some opinions on them, after all. And while she ultimately turned to situation to magnificent advantage for the Thalmor, I have to wonder if the fact that she didn't manage to break him until AFTER the Imperial City fell might not breed some serious simmering resentment for someone whose entire worldview revolves around perfectionism and achievement and the idea that elves are superior to humans in every way.

Give me your thoughts in the form of fic, whether or not they align with my own! I'm just a sucker for fics from the baddies' POV.

Re: Some thoughts on Elenwen (in the form of a prompt)

[(Anonymous)]

This prompt is gold. Seconded!

M!Dragonborn/Farkas, F!NPC. Mommy and Daddy and Daddy's Husband makes three.

[(Anonymous)]

The Dragonborn and Farkas got married and moved into Heljarchen Hall and thought they'd live happily ever after, insofar as you can when you're both Adventurers.

They didn't count on one of Farkas's one night stands turning up with his newborn child a month after the wedding. The Dragonborn is pissed because that would have been just around the time Farkas started showing interest in him. And because it's the one thing that's gnawed away at him, the fact that he couldn't give Farkas children of his own. The mother is pissed that she got pregnant and suffered the shame of being an unwed mother, only to find that the child's father has married the Dragonborn and can't marry her and legitimise her child.

Farkas is not at all happy that he's sleeping in the cellar because his husband and his child's mother are very pissed off with him for the whole situation. He's even less pleased by the fact that his husband gets to see more of his child than he does.

I'd prefer the mother to not be a Companion or faction member, and not Mjoll, unless you get rid of her creepy stalker guy Aerin. A happy ending would be nice too.

Gelebor needs some loving!

[(Anonymous)]

Knight-Paladin Gelebor, character from the Dawnguard installation, needs some serious love! After all he is the last of his uncorrupted kind and that is extremely depressing.
I want the Dragonborn to spend some time with him, offering him good-hearty companionship. Something simple as sharing a meal together and discovering the joys of sledging & snow balling. Or something highly intimidate as... you know.
I want Gelebor the Lonely Snow Elf to be cheered up.

I don't mind what race or gender the Dragonborn would be.
I welcome many fills that are innocent & simple and deeply intimidate & erotic; MULTIFILLS ARE ENCOURAGED!!!!

Have fun! ^^

Re: Gelebor needs some loving!

[(Anonymous)]

pssst anon, you posted this on the wrong page :) should go in the dlc section, according to the red text in the post above the mods will delete it here.

Dragonborn stealing an LI

[(Anonymous)]

So as the DB pretty much anyone who isn't married wants a piece of that. Give me
A story anons about the Dragonborn wooing an NPC and ruining someone else's chance at happiness with said NPC.
OR
A a story from an NPC's POV being in love with someone and having to watch the Dragonborn be the Dragonborn( doing stuff and making everyone fall in love with them) and basicly steal their LI. (Everyone has gone though this...)

Or maybe even a story from Skjor's POV when Skjor dies he makes a deal with a god to be brought back to life because he loves Aela so much and wants to marry her; only to find the Dragonborn beat him to it.

Re: Dragonborn stealing an LI

[(Anonymous)]

Hmm. Jordis did kinda-sorta have a boyfriend there when she became my Dovahkiin's housecarl. I'll have to see if this one jumps out at me.

Elsif wants to get bred by M!Orc Stormcloak DB

[(Anonymous)]

Need I say more?

...I'm guessing that I do.

Ok. Civil War is over. Alduin has been defeated. The Thalmor are given a fucking huge bloody nose. Imperialists have lost. Skyrim is free! Hooray for errybody!

...save for Elsif. Why, you ask? Shouldn't she be glad that the crisis is solved (just not the way she hoped it would be)?

She's not happy...because she's horny *and* fertile. She needs a big, strong man on top of her, putting his baby into her womb.

But the man in her dream? He ain't human. He's an Orc, tusks and all.

And it gets her off to no end that she'd fuck an Orc and have his child. She doesn't know why this is or how this became a fetish of hers, but show her a picture of an Orc or tell her a tale of how stupidly strong one is, and her panties get soaked to the fucking bone.

Then, she gets word that the DB is in town, either checking in on his home, taking care of some errands, or just passing through. He's an Orc. He's strong. He's relatively handsome (for an Orc, anyway; something about those tusks just really drive Elsif wild...). He's a Stormcloak through and through, despite not being a Nord, which only adds to that whole "forbidden fruit" aspect of Elsif's fetish. And he's around her age.

So she invites him to attend court at the Blue Palace, taking advantage that she's his Jarl, all the better to seduce him and make him breed her...

But then again, the DB has some plans of his own.


BONUS POINTS:

+Breeding themed dirty talk ("Yes, yes, yes, knock me up like the little slut I am! Make me carry that big, strong baby of yours~~~!" "Please, please, please cum in my tight, warm, fertile pussy...please make me a mommy~~~")

+DB somehow becomes the dominate one in the sack and Elsif relishes that the shoe's now on the other foot

+Elsif transitioning from one orgasm to the next so quickly it's like she's just stuck in a long, continuous one

+Elsif realizing that she's being loud as fucking hell, so loud that all her servants can hear her getting bred by the DB...and she doesn't give a single fuck about it; in fact, she enjoys her servants hearing their Jarl getting bred like the bitch in heat she is by this big, strong, handsome Orc!

M/F Breeding Kink & Pregnancy Fetish

[(Anonymous)]

I'm not going to specify DB or NPC because I leave that up to Anons.

She has a hidden fantasy of being bred by her spouse/lover, and loves the feeling of him coming inside her.
He has a hidden fantasy of fucking a pregnant woman, and likes to pretend he's breeding his spouse/lover each time he comes in her.

They separate for some months after a marathon breed!fucking session for one reason or another (wanderlust, Alduin, caravan... any reason, really) and when they are reunited she is obviously pregnant, arousing him immediately.

There is much having of the pregnant sex, preferably in all-fours or woman-on-top positions.

BONUS POINTS:
+ copious amounts of sperm
+ numerous orgasms for everybody
+ lots and lots of kissing and cuddling and generally being affectionate.
+ he and she are of two different races or factions
+ talking about fantasy situations

Squicks: Dub-or-non-con. Everything else is fair game.
All races welcome

Re: M/F Breeding Kink & Pregnancy Fetish

[(Anonymous)]

Ah, man. You and I, we're on the same level!

SECONDED.

Vex gets gangbanged at Golden Glow

[(Anonymous)]

Vex didn't fail to infiltrate Golden Glow because she was caught off guard by all the mercs, she failed because she was cornered and received a group fucking that the bards will be singing about for ages to come. Give me double anal, double vaginal, bukkake, Vex getting pissed or whatever you want, just as long as Vex's body is thoroughly wrecked by the time she leaves I'm happy.

Another Type of Glow, 1/?

[(Anonymous)]

So I estimated there are 20+ mercenaries in Goldenglow, maybe a lil' less. Definitely between 20-30.

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Vex was supposed to be the best break-in in the Guild, but right now her nerves were so shot she thought this might be her last job. There had to have been at least ten or more mercenaries outside the building and none of them had been easy to get past. She wasn't even sure none of them had seen her, and with the damned luck the Guild had been having recently she would have been less than shocked if they had done. She paused by the doorway and tried to calm her beating heart, pulling down her hood for now as she surveyed the map Brynjolf had given her.

She slid the paper back into her pocket and moved slowly along the floor, her footsteps near silent, hugging the edge of the wall. She reached the end of the corridor and stopped, pulling out her little mirror. She carefully held it out to peer around and held her breath calmly. A man was leaning against the wall opposite her, his head turned away.

"Did you know we're getting a pay rise?" he asked cheerfully.

"No way," she heard another man reply. She swallowed nervously. This was very bad indeed.

"Yeah, we did so good this week we've got a bonus," the first mercenary informed his friend.

Behind Vex the door swung open silently and closed just as noiselessly. Soundless footfalls paced up the corridor, and then a hand grabbed Vex by the hair.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?!" she spat, but he ignored her and whistled.

"OI! Boys! We've got a thief bitch here," her captor chuckled, as she clawed his wrists furiously. The clattering sounds of men in armour assaulted her ears as the mercenaries hurried over, and one of them grinned ferally at her.

"It's a Guild member," he laughed. "Forget you're not allowed here, sneaking bitch?"

"Go to Oblivion," Vex snarled, freezing in place when both men grabbed her legs and picked her up. Struggling furiously, she was hauled over to a table and stretched across it. They pinned her down while another secured her hands together, tying her to the table before they pushed her legs open wide enough to be lewd. She felt her boots being pulled from her feet and leather ties looping around her ankles. She was then tied at the knees to keep her thighs wide apart. She shook slightly, suddenly scared. Hands grabbed at her leathers as cloth was wound around her eyes, tearing the armor from her and exposing her.

"Get the others. I caught the bitch, I'm trying her out first," her captor ordered. One went to argue and the rasp of metal against a sheath stopped him. Heavy footsteps sped away from them as warm hands cupped her head. "You're going to be so sorry you came here, Guild whore," he murmured softly, as though he were a lover. Vex almost spat as he unsheathed his knife and cut away the rest of her clothes. She heard a rustle, and then something warm pressed against her lips.

"Open your mouth."

M!DB/Brelyna Maryon, D/s, extortion, large "equipment"

[(Anonymous)]

You guys remember the quest where Breylna botches that spell and transmutes the Dragonborn into various animals? Here's an alternative outcome to the quest.

The Dragonborn is more than a little irritated with the fetching young dark elf, and says something along the lines of, "you're going to be in hot water when Mirabelle hears about this!" she's desperate to avoid reprimand (maybe transmutation of students is against the rules?) and begs him not to tell on her, that she'll do anything (and maybe let's slip that she finds him incredibly handsome, because why not?).

Any. Thing. *suggestive eyebrow wriggle*

Turns out the spell gave the Dragonborn a rather magnificent dick, and a similarly massive sexual appetite.

She must be his slave for a week's worth of adventures, both of the regular and sexual variety; She must service him when he demands it, wear what he commands (the tavern wench outfit, Forsworn armor, Her undergarments, etc.), but she cannot orgasm for the duration, no matter how much he teases her.

Other than no bathroom stuff, you're free to do what you will.

Re: M!DB/Brelyna Maryon, D/s, extortion, large "equipment"

[(Anonymous)]

I like the sound of this prompt. Seconded.

F!DB/Dragon

[(Anonymous)]

A story for either of these, or both. Backstory/leadup not required; partial to Odie.

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Re: F!DB/Dragon

[(Anonymous)]

Yes, i have been dying to see a female DB and dragon for a while now.

I sketched something up a few hours ago before seeing this prompt, but it's not complete right now. Im a nerd for Argonians. ;__;

here's a wip of it: http://31.media.tumblr.com/6c4d6045771740b3537f455bb8b8be5a/tumblr_mv4s3jVety1ryy4vho1_1280.png