----------- Sitting down by the fire, Lydia heard Vicela moan as she sat down, the leather strip nestling deeper between her legs. The sound made Lydia even more aroused, wanting to abandon dinner plans and go home and ravage Vicela. But she knew she would never have this opportunity again and the Dragonborn rarely took her anywhere besides caves and bandit camps - she was going to enjoy an evening out with her.
When Saadia approached to take their order, she addressed the Dragonborn, asking what they would have. Lydia spoke up.
"Yes, I will have the horker stew and a bottle of the Honningbrew Mead Reserve. My….Thane…will have the roasted goat's leg." Saadia looked at the Dragonborn, raising her eyebrow. The Dragonborn nodded and the girl walked off. People were looking at them since they were unaccustomed to seeing the Thane of Whiterun at the Bannered Mare, in the common room, in a tavern dress, with her Housecarl. Olfina Grey-Mane attempted to get Vicela's attention.
"You will ignore her." whispered Lydia.
"Yes, my Lydia." Vicela purred.
When Saadia brought the meal Lydia took her plate, but instructed Vicela to pick up the leg with her right hand off the plate. Saadia shrugged and left with the empty plate and utensils.
"Sit on your left hand and only use your right to hold it and eat it."
"Yes my Lydia." The Dragonborn responded, dutifully sitting on her left hand and eating the meat right off the bone. The roasted goat was very greasy, causing the Dragonborn's mouth and chin to glisten, droplets worked down her neck and on to her chest, streaming down between her breasts. Lydia wanted to imagine that would be how she would look later that evening. The grease proved too plentiful and the leg slipped. Her quick instincts overtook her and the Dragonborn used her left hand to catch it. She immediately looked at Lydia who shook her head.
"What should I do about this?" Lydia asked.
"Punish me." The Dragonborn whispered.
"What? Here?!" Lydia almost exclaimed, suddenly uncomfortable.
"Yes, my Lydia." Lydia bit her lip and looked around. She then had an idea. She put down her food and got up, standing behind Vicela. She unbuckled one shoulder of the scabbard and tightened it a notch. The Dragonborn whimpered. Lydia did the same to the other side, resulting in a visible shudder from Vicela. Lydia sat back down and continued her meal.
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"Honor and Moaning in Whiterun" 5/?
Date: 2014-02-27 11:55 pm (UTC)Sitting down by the fire, Lydia heard Vicela moan as she sat down, the leather strip nestling deeper between her legs. The sound made Lydia even more aroused, wanting to abandon dinner plans and go home and ravage Vicela. But she knew she would never have this opportunity again and the Dragonborn rarely took her anywhere besides caves and bandit camps - she was going to enjoy an evening out with her.
When Saadia approached to take their order, she addressed the Dragonborn, asking what they would have. Lydia spoke up.
"Yes, I will have the horker stew and a bottle of the Honningbrew Mead Reserve. My….Thane…will have the roasted goat's leg." Saadia looked at the Dragonborn, raising her eyebrow. The Dragonborn nodded and the girl walked off. People were looking at them since they were unaccustomed to seeing the Thane of Whiterun at the Bannered Mare, in the common room, in a tavern dress, with her Housecarl. Olfina Grey-Mane attempted to get Vicela's attention.
"You will ignore her." whispered Lydia.
"Yes, my Lydia." Vicela purred.
When Saadia brought the meal Lydia took her plate, but instructed Vicela to pick up the leg with her right hand off the plate. Saadia shrugged and left with the empty plate and utensils.
"Sit on your left hand and only use your right to hold it and eat it."
"Yes my Lydia." The Dragonborn responded, dutifully sitting on her left hand and eating the meat right off the bone. The roasted goat was very greasy, causing the Dragonborn's mouth and chin to glisten, droplets worked down her neck and on to her chest, streaming down between her breasts. Lydia wanted to imagine that would be how she would look later that evening. The grease proved too plentiful and the leg slipped. Her quick instincts overtook her and the Dragonborn used her left hand to catch it. She immediately looked at Lydia who shook her head.
"What should I do about this?" Lydia asked.
"Punish me." The Dragonborn whispered.
"What? Here?!" Lydia almost exclaimed, suddenly uncomfortable.
"Yes, my Lydia." Lydia bit her lip and looked around. She then had an idea. She put down her food and got up, standing behind Vicela. She unbuckled one shoulder of the scabbard and tightened it a notch. The Dragonborn whimpered. Lydia did the same to the other side, resulting in a visible shudder from Vicela. Lydia sat back down and continued her meal.