Someone wrote in [personal profile] skyrimkinkmeme 2014-02-08 11:28 pm (UTC)

Re: Threesome with two guys - M/F/M (Ulfric/F!DB/Galmar) "Troika" 5/?

As Galmar moved within her, Ulfric slowly introduced first one, then two, then three fingers into her anus, gently scissoring them to spread her in preparation. Finally, she was as prepared as she would be, decided the Jarl and he pressed his oiled cock to her virgin ass.

Galmar nodded to Ulfric, feeling Igrainne’s orgasm begin, and Ulfric thrust carefully inside her. Igrainne’s eyes sprang open—she’d never felt so full. It wasn’t painful, thanks to Ulfric’s preparation of her—just oddly different and mildly uncomfortable. She leaned forward, clinging to Galmar as the two warriors fell into a rhythm, their cocks sliding in and out of her passages with increasing frequency. She could feel herself climbing towards another orgasm and buried her head against Galmar’s chest, fingers curled over his shoulders. Time seemed to slow as both Nords rocked inside her, their cocks brushing through the thin membrane within her and stimulating all of them more. Her orgasm, stronger than the one before, crashed over her seemingly without warning and Igrainne’s cry of release mixed with Ulfric’s and Galmar’s as they both emptied themselves inside her. They stayed like that for long minutes, her body sandwiched between the two Nords. Finally Ulfric pulled out of her, rolling off the bed and moving to the washbasin to clean himself. Returning back to the bed, he sat beside Igrainne and cleaned her, rubbing a healing salve on her anus to prevent any unnecessary pain.

Galmar carefully pulled out of Igrainne and brushed Igrainne’s hair back from her face, his eyes full of concern. “Are you alright, love?” he asked gently. He would understand if she chose not to continue with this unusual arrangement—and part of him, the selfish part, wished that she would decline to be shared. “We didn’t hurt you too much, did we?”

Igrainne raised exhausted eyes to meet Galmar’s and cupped his bearded cheek. “Not too much,” she agreed, a tired smile curling over her lips. “But I think I’m done for tonight. Can we just sleep now?” she murmured, eyes falling shut as she spoke.

Galmar carefully lifted the Dragonborn into his arms and settled her in the center of the bed. Standing beside the bed, he met his Jarl’s gaze. “One of us has to go deal with this town,” he reminded Ulfric.

Ulfric sighed, already reaching for his armor and pulling it on. While he’d much rather curl up beside this remarkable Breton, he realized that his duty had to come first. His best friend had given him the city—it was his job to bring it to heel. “A Jarl’s work is never done. Get some rest—both of you,” he admonished as he leaned back over the bed and kissed Igrainne’s forehead. Soon he’d let himself out of the house, leaving his housecarl and the Dragonborn to their devices.

Back in the bedroom, Galmar lay down beside Igrainne, tugging the blankets over themselves. As she turned towards him, he kissed her slightly swollen lips gently. “Thank you, Igrainne,” he whispered, stroking his hands down her body. “Thank you for letting us both enjoy you."

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