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Be Free With Me(4/?)
Date: 2015-11-20 03:34 pm (UTC)“Here’s a towel, and there’s all sorts of soaps and oils on that shelf there, if you need anything I’ll be right down the hall.” Imani turned to give the Altmer privacy but he stopped her with a gentle hand on her shoulder. He was much taller than her, she barely reached the bottom of his chest, and it irked the mer at the present moment. He bent and scooped her to him and sat her on the small dresser she kept in the room, ignoring the clatter of vases and a few bottles, as he stared at her hungrily.
“Though I may be more than capable of bathing myself I wouldn’t be opposed to company.” He whispered with a smirk and with a giggle she pressed her lips against his. A loud slam shook the locked door and the two jumped, Sanyons palms alight with destruction magic as he again nearly flung Imani to the ground, while a loud dunmeri curse and thud came from the other side. “You damnable n’wah! Haven’t you the decency to give us PRIVACY?!” Sanyon barked to which was replied with “I don’t trust you, you s’wit! I heard a commotion! Open the door!” Imani huffed and hopped off the dresser, giving Sanyon a pointed glare, before waltzing to the door and opening it.
Teldryn nearly plowed her over and if she weren’t so irritated and intent on finding out who or what had attacked Sanyon she would have found the whole situation humorous. The dark elf managed to stop centimeters before colliding with her and blinked down at her while he scrambled to back up. “Telly, are the woods clear?” he crossed his arms “From what I can see, though I’m not sure what I’m supposed to keep look for…”another pointed glare at Sanyon and the Altmer looked on the brink of wanting to yell at Teldryn or seeing just how much fire a Dunmer could actually take.
“I don’t know either but if something…out of place wanders by, keep to the shadows, and let me know. You can have tomorrow off to go see Senna.” The mer perked up slightly and tore his gaze off Sanyon to smirk at Imani. Senna had fallen prey to Teldryn’s charm and Teldryn was giddy over the beautiful woman. The fact that they had to keep their relationship silent and sneak about for their ‘visits’ seemed to bring glee to the Dunmer who never backed down from a challenge; especially since that challenge was getting his current lay to scream out curses in the throes of climax against a Dibella statue.
“I suppose that isn’t a bad deal.” Imani smiled and leaned against the door “I can handle myself, you know that, I really need you to keep watch alright?” Sanyon had long lost any sort of patience with the exchange and stomped over, gripping the door, “Be on your way. You’re interfering…”he paused, an unplaced emotion racing through his features before he glared bitterly at Teldryn “you’re interfering. Leave.” And with that he slammed the door and trapped Imani against it, bending down to his knees and crushing his lips against hers, kissing her roughly and desperately. His hands tore at her robes and growled out words in his native language making her groan. “I missed you, Sanyon.”
Three figures surrounded the shack and burned it to the ground with their magic. They stood silently as it crumbled to the ground before one of them,dressed in simple robes, spoke up “He got away.” Another wearing glass armor spoke “He can't hide from us.” The third stayed silent and glared at the fire. The two on either side of him drew their weapons when the shrubs behind him exploded and a fourth joined, nearly naked, out of breath. “I-I followed their s-scent, but i-it appears San-yon is m-more cunning.” The newcomer drew in a large gulp of air and the silent member of the group, the leader, turned and glared at him.
“Where did you pick up the last scent.” the newcomer stood straight “South of Helgen.” The leader walked past the newcomer, the one in glass followed, and the third grabbed the shoulder of the fourth “You’ve chosen the right side, Fulion.” He hissed with a smile before following after his companions leaving the Altmer to stare at the remains of the shack before he too followed along.