“Are you telling me you killed him not to save the world but because it was the only way to avoid betraying me?”
Liriel nodded, deeply embarrassed and deeply ashamed, and things only got worse as he rolled her onto her back, lying on top of her with a grin on his face, the Madanach of old well and truly back.
“Are you saying that it is in fact one of your deepest fantasies to be bent over a hard surface and taken hard from behind by a vampire lord while he sinks his teeth into your shoulder?”
Liriel actually whimpered at the mere thought, her loins on fire as Madanach pinned her down, teeth grazing her ear. Sithis yes, she'd wanted it all right, craved Harkon inside her, her very blood his to take – of course she'd had to kill him. She'd had no choice in the matter, felt revolted at finding a vampire lord attractive... but if she'd already married a vampire lord...
“Liriel Dragonborn, you perverted little slut,” Madanach breathed into her ear but she could hear the arousal in his voice, feel how turned on he was and all she could do was whimper and writhe beneath him.
“You should have told me this before, I'd have said yes in a heartbeat if I'd known you actually wanted a vampire in your bed,” Madanach laughed, nudging her legs apart and sliding between them.
“You wouldn't have got me pregnant if you'd been turned,” Liriel breathed, gasping as Madanach's fingers trailed over her... and stopped as his hand rested on her stomach.
“No,” he said quietly, playful mood vanishing for the moment. “And I'm not going to be turned until after you've given birth, ideally not until you've weaned it. I think I want to hold my child as a living man at least once. But after... once you're done providing food for our child... I'm getting turned and then, my Liriel, then your blood is mine.”
Liriel couldn't help but moan, wrapping her arms around him and pulling him closer, parting her legs as he bit her neck at the point it met her shoulders, and from that point on it was all clutching at each other, biting, moaning, growling and whimpering as Madanach for the first time in days finally felt like his old self again and Liriel for her part wanted nothing more than her husband back, crying and gasping as he sank inside her, taking her hard and fast until she was screaming his name and then Madanach came too, collapsing on top of her and realising as he did so that he didn't feel a single craving for anything, just a bone-deep sense of contentment and peace.
Maybe love didn't fix everything on its own, Madanach knew that even if Liriel wasn't entirely sure. But it did give you the motivation to start fixing what was wrong using other means. And as both of them drifted off to sleep in each other's arms, the two of them basked in each other's affection, held each other tight and whispered little promises to each other that they'd love each other always, be there always, never leave, no never. Bound by magic and with love, their marriage was stronger than ever.
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A/N: Cute ending, no? Madanach's going to make an awesome vampire lord, as you would expect from someone already skilled in Destruction and Illusion magic.
Next chapter, Sabrinda's plot arc gets wrapped up and then it's all back to Markarth to share the good news.
Re: Thicker Than Blood 12.11
Liriel nodded, deeply embarrassed and deeply ashamed, and things only got worse as he rolled her onto her back, lying on top of her with a grin on his face, the Madanach of old well and truly back.
“Are you saying that it is in fact one of your deepest fantasies to be bent over a hard surface and taken hard from behind by a vampire lord while he sinks his teeth into your shoulder?”
Liriel actually whimpered at the mere thought, her loins on fire as Madanach pinned her down, teeth grazing her ear. Sithis yes, she'd wanted it all right, craved Harkon inside her, her very blood his to take – of course she'd had to kill him. She'd had no choice in the matter, felt revolted at finding a vampire lord attractive... but if she'd already married a vampire lord...
“Liriel Dragonborn, you perverted little slut,” Madanach breathed into her ear but she could hear the arousal in his voice, feel how turned on he was and all she could do was whimper and writhe beneath him.
“You should have told me this before, I'd have said yes in a heartbeat if I'd known you actually wanted a vampire in your bed,” Madanach laughed, nudging her legs apart and sliding between them.
“You wouldn't have got me pregnant if you'd been turned,” Liriel breathed, gasping as Madanach's fingers trailed over her... and stopped as his hand rested on her stomach.
“No,” he said quietly, playful mood vanishing for the moment. “And I'm not going to be turned until after you've given birth, ideally not until you've weaned it. I think I want to hold my child as a living man at least once. But after... once you're done providing food for our child... I'm getting turned and then, my Liriel, then your blood is mine.”
Liriel couldn't help but moan, wrapping her arms around him and pulling him closer, parting her legs as he bit her neck at the point it met her shoulders, and from that point on it was all clutching at each other, biting, moaning, growling and whimpering as Madanach for the first time in days finally felt like his old self again and Liriel for her part wanted nothing more than her husband back, crying and gasping as he sank inside her, taking her hard and fast until she was screaming his name and then Madanach came too, collapsing on top of her and realising as he did so that he didn't feel a single craving for anything, just a bone-deep sense of contentment and peace.
Maybe love didn't fix everything on its own, Madanach knew that even if Liriel wasn't entirely sure. But it did give you the motivation to start fixing what was wrong using other means. And as both of them drifted off to sleep in each other's arms, the two of them basked in each other's affection, held each other tight and whispered little promises to each other that they'd love each other always, be there always, never leave, no never. Bound by magic and with love, their marriage was stronger than ever.
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A/N: Cute ending, no? Madanach's going to make an awesome vampire lord, as you would expect from someone already skilled in Destruction and Illusion magic.
Next chapter, Sabrinda's plot arc gets wrapped up and then it's all back to Markarth to share the good news.