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Re: F!DB/M!Shopkeeper Pairing: Belethor/F! DB "Belethor Doesn't Do Charity" (Part 4d)

[(Anonymous)]

Caer’s breath hitched, her thighs parting unconsciously to allow him greater access as his fingers began to slowly slide in and out of her. His thumb grazed her clit with each stroke, his eyes watching her sleeping face, wondering when his sleeping beauty would awaken. Meanwhile his cock pressed firmly into the mattress, reminding him that it would rather take the place of his fingers. Moving up, he slowly dragged his fingers from her clenching channel, smirking at the soft whine of displeasure that drifted from her lips. He lined his cock up to her vaginal opening and pushed in, burying his cock inside her with one thrust.

Caer’s eyes shot open as she found herself suddenly very full, Belethor pressing down from above, a smirk on his lips. “Good morning?” she gasped, rocking beneath his thrusts.

Belethor glanced at the window and the shadows. “More like evening, my dear,” he purred, nuzzling against arch of her throat. “But the idea is the same.”

Caer chuckled, the sound cut off as Belethor shifted, his thick cock brushing so indecently against her sheath. So indecently, but so pleasurably. “I gather you’re not tired anymore.”

Belethor grinned down at the woman beneath him. “Not in the slightest. Though I will have to abandon you at some point this evening to go down and sort through my latest shipment.” He shook his head, his normally bound hair falling in a curtain around his face. The thick chestnut locks brushed against her skin with each thrust. “I trust you can amuse yourself.”

Caer shrugged, her ankles locked behind his hips as she met his thrusts. “I’ll make myself useful, Belethor. Have no fear of that.”

Re: F!DB/M!Shopkeeper Pairing: Belethor/F! DB "Belethor Doesn't Do Charity" (Part 4d)

[(Anonymous)]

Please tell me this is not abandoned.

Re: F!DB/M!Shopkeeper Pairing: Belethor/F! DB "Belethor Doesn't Do Charity" (Part 4d)

[(Anonymous)]

A!A here: not abandoned, just waiting for my inspiration to revive. Promise, I fully intend to debauch poor Belethor more. :)

Re: F!DB/M!Shopkeeper Pairing: Belethor/F! DB "Belethor Doesn't Do Charity" (Part 4e)

[(Anonymous)]

Belethor glanced over the inventory that would have to be set out. Taking the previous day to enjoy Caer had put him behind—not that he was complaining. But it would mean that he would be stuck behind the counter once again. And he’d promised Adrianne that she would have Sigund’s help for the rest of the week.

Rubbing his neck, he began to unwrap the parcels that had been delivered. Books were easy to sell and his procurers had come across a few rare finds. A signed copy of the Gourmet’s cookbook certainly stood out—he might keep that for his personal collection. He glanced at the array of amulets, rings, and enchanted armor that now littered his shop…some of which he should set aside for Caer as per their agreement, he thought.

A light creak of the steps alerted him to Caer’s appearance a moment later, the curvy Breton striding towards him with a smile. He felt his cock come alive at the sight of the naked woman approaching him, some of his excitement no doubt coming from the fact that anyone could walk in the unlocked doors. “Caer, you should stay upstairs,” he urged, coming out from behind the counter.

Caer chuckled, stepping around him to stand behind the counter, her arms braced on the top as she stared at him. “Boring. Besides, I did say that I would make myself useful, did I not?” she purred.

Belethor frowned, startling at the sound of the bell over the door. He turned with wide eyes towards the counter, realizing that Caer must have ducked down beneath it. Breathing a sigh of relief, he turned to greet his customer. “Good evening, Olfina. How can I help you this afternoon?”

The silver-haired young woman offered a small smile for the Breton. “I seem to be in need of a new dress, Belethor. Can you help me?”

Belethor nodded, bustling behind the counter, dark eyes already lighting on a stack of dresses. “Aye, Olfina. I’m sure we have something to suit you.” He stepped to the counter, lifting the gowns onto the countertop for the Nord woman to peruse.

Olfina smiled as she began to sort through the gowns, pausing at the stuttering breath that suddenly escaped Belethor. The man’s cheeks and throat were suddenly flushed and his mouth had fallen open as if in shock. “Belethor, are you alright?”

Belethor swallowed and nodded quickly, his eyes dropping briefly down below the counter. He didn’t really need to look to know that Caer’s mouth had closed over his cock, the fingers of one hand clutching his ass through his trousers as she suckled him. The image, though, of her naked, kneeling before him with her thighs splayed wide, her free hand buried between her own thighs, and her cheeks hollowing around his cock nearly had him come immediately. “Fine,” he replied, his voice cracking with strain. He swallowed and offered a smile at the woman before him. “Find what you were looking for?”

Olfina sighed, laying two gowns on the countertop. Each was beautiful in its own right and Belethor knew that the woman before him would not be able to afford either. He shuddered as Caer swallowed around his length, massaging his cock with her tongue and throat. He needed to get Olfina out of the shop.

“I only have ten,” admitted Olfina, trailing a finger lovingly along the neckline of the first gown.

Belethor swallowed a groan as he felt himself closing in on orgasm. If he didn’t want to embarrass himself in front of Olfina, he needed to get her gone. “Special today for you only, Mistress Olfina. I’ll give you both gowns for ten—that fair?”

Olfina’s eyes widened in shock. Belethor never lowered his prices…he must be ill, she thought. “Are you certain?”

Belethor nodded quickly, his eyes shutting against the wave of pleasure that threatened to break over him. “Yes, yes, Mistress Olfina. Just do me a favor and lock the door on your way out, if you would. I think I’m going to close early.”

Re: F!DB/M!Shopkeeper Pairing: Belethor/F! DB "Belethor Doesn't Do Charity" (Part 4f)

[(Anonymous)]

Olfina nodded, quickly grabbing the gowns against her chest and hurrying out the door, pulling it shut with a click of the lock on her way out.

Back behind the counter Belethor sagged against the counter as Caer cleaned his now empty cock, barely having contained himself as the door closed on his orgasm. “You are evil,” he breathed, leaning back to watch the woman before him.

Caer shrugged from where she knelt before him, her hand still buried between her thighs, fingers moving inside her as she hurried herself towards climax. Her other hand came to her breast, massaging and plucking at her nipple as she gazed up at the shopkeeper. “Just bored,” she admitted breathlessly.

Belethor grinned, enjoying the sight of Caer pleasuring herself. He was beginning to realize that the coming month might be more interesting than he’d ever imagined.

Re: F!DB/M!Shopkeeper Pairing: Belethor/F! DB "Belethor Doesn't Do Charity" (Part 4f)

[(Anonymous)]

So glad you're back!