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Skyrim Page 5 - "NAKED! Naked naked naked "
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M!NPC/Elf
(Anonymous) 2013-08-25 10:56 pm (UTC)(link)Prompt: M!NPC has known elf!NPC/OC for a while now and they're pretty close, there's some chemistry there, but one day something happens to draw attention to the fact that they're an elf. WITH POINTY EARS.
Cue him wondering about said ears and the biological differences, and jumping their elven bones to find out for himself.
Eradael's Ears 1/?
(Anonymous) 2013-08-25 11:01 pm (UTC)(link)She'd been a sight for sore eyes that afternoon when they first met. He had watched as she blended into the crowd, becoming a shadow; a shadow with agile hands, which had deftly removed a guard of his valuables. A GUARD. She was fearless, clearly so confident in her abilities. The Guild had to have her.
He'd kept track of her as she helped with his scheme in the marketplace, as she used her feminine wiles and silver tongue to distract the very same guard she'd stolen from, and proved his intuition right. She was a natural. He'd been proud to introduce her to the Flagon, sharing celebratory mead and a saucy wink. "The name's Brynjolf, lass, but you can call me Bryn."
Eradael had progressed through the Guild rapidly, gliding from simple burglary to Devlin's more... delicate jobs and back again, all with perfect execution. No job was too small or too difficult. It was a passion for thievery that reminded him of his own, way back when he was a mere footpad. She was a private woman, but he'd gathered that back in Valenwood she had led some sort of guild. Starting over in Skyrim must have been tough, despite her undeniable talents.
And now... and now he'd been staring at her for far too long, but couldn't bring himself to stop. She often wore her shoulder length hair loose, typically under her hood, but today she had pinned it back. Logically he knew she was an elf, had known the first instant he saw her, but he couldn't tear his eyes away from those ears. Had they always been so... long? So delicate?
She was talking animatedly to Delvin about her latest 'business' idea, her hands a flurry of expressive gestures. Brynjolf knew he should be listening but, professionalism be damned, the tips of her ears wobbled as she moved. Did she realise they did that? It was awfully distracting.
"What do you think, Bryn?" He startled at her voice, eyes darting between two amused faces. It was obvious that Delvin had seen him staring, and he hoped she hadn't.
With a cough to clear his throat he leaned back in his chair, trying to look nonchalant. "I think it sounds like you two have this under control, lass." 'Smooth, Brynjolf.'
She flashed a smile, teeth startlingly white against her dark tan skin. "Ha! You're just trying to avoid committing to real work." From anyone else that would have been an insult, but her expression was one of good humor.
"Ach, lass, you wound me! Surely you know me better than that by now."
Her only answer was an enigmatic smile, her eyes lingering on him a moment longer before returning to Delvin. Brynjolf tried to concentrate on Delvin, he really did, but he was watching him partially over her shoulder. A shoulder that was awfully close to her ear. His gaze drew back to it and he found himself wondering, for although he had wooed many women in his time, there was not an elf among them. Were her ears sensitive, like a human woman? More so? From where he was seated he could reach over to run a fingertip along the edge - it was a very real temptation, one he would need to consider later. In privacy.
Re: Eradael's Ears 1/?
(Anonymous) 2013-11-25 04:30 pm (UTC)(link)Fill: Different than Me, Onmund/Brelyna, gen, fluff
(Anonymous) 2013-08-29 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)"Can this wait, Onmund? I really want to practise that fire rune, and there won't be any room in the garden if J'Zargo gets there first," Brelyna replied.
"Um, um, yeah, it can... Um... Can I watch? You have the knack with fire spells that I... don't," Onmund stammered, barely looking Brelyna in the eye.
Brelyna rolled her scarlet eyes, and heaved a sigh. "Fine," she conceded. "But don't get in my way - I am not taking you to see Collette Marence if you get burned!"
The two worked together that day, encouraging and embellishing the rune spell until it was powerful enough that Tolfdir ordered them to fill water barrels and raise wards when testing it.
As the light waned, Onmund cast candlelight, and Brelyna took off her hood to see better, which act revealed more of her than Onmund had ever seen.
"Are you going to cast it or will I? Onmund?" Brelyna asked, but got no reply. The Nord was staring oddly at her. "What is it?"
"You - I - I - I've never seen you without your hood. Your ears..." Onmund said quietly.
Immediately Brelyna reached for the hood, turning her head to avoid his gaze, but Onmund reached out and took hold of her wrist. "I - You're the first Dunmer I've ever met, Brelyna. And I think your ears are pointy - er, pretty, I mean. And, well, different than me. Is... Is that bad?"
Brelyna shrugged him off, blushing slightly. "I'm here to learn."
"You want to learn about Nords?"
"Why would I?"
"Because I'd like to learn about you."
Brelyna rolled her eyes again. "Sure," she said cynically. "What do you want to know?"
Onmund reached up and stroked a finger up the outer edge of her ear, all the way to the tip. "Does this feel good?"
Brelyna's eyes were shut, her mouth sagging open, and her head tipped toward Onmund's hand. He knew he wasn't good with words, but even he knew an order to continue when he saw one. He started gently pinching the eartip, fondling it almost like a nipple between thumb and forefinger. Brelyna's breath hitched and she shuddered. He heard a tiny whimper.
The door to the Hall of Attainment slammed shut, and they sprang apart like startled deer.
"There's no privacy in this frozen wasteland of a province," Brelyna muttered savagely.
"I know where the entrance to the Midden is," Onmund said quietly, "and I have a couple of bedrolls in my room."
Brelyna looked at him seriously. "Is this just because I'm Dunmer?"
"No, it's because I've never met anyone like you. And now I kinda want to know if I can make you come just by touching your ears."
"Let's find out."
Re: Fill: Different than Me, Onmund/Brelyna, gen, fluff
(Anonymous) 2014-07-24 03:22 am (UTC)(link)(err... that was a wholehearted 'great job!', in case you couldn't tell)
Re: Fill: Different than Me, Onmund/Brelyna, gen, fluff
(Anonymous) 2014-07-24 09:05 pm (UTC)(link)Re: M!NPC/Elf
(Anonymous) 2013-08-30 05:58 pm (UTC)(link)