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Re: Ancient Nord Customs. (3/?)
Date: 2013-09-02 09:15 pm (UTC)The two break for air from the kiss and Ulfric looks at him, lust evident in his eyes. Tullius grinds against Ulfric whom growls in response. The hand that rested at his hip gilds to near his ass. The Imperial grits his teeth as the Nord teases him. “Ulfric, please.” He doesn’t know where the plea comes from but it pleases Ulfric who teases and tests his hole’s entrance. He presses his bottom into Ulfric’s hand.
“Not yet, my little General.” A growl emits from his throat at the response. Ulfric chuckles before placing his forehead onto Tullius’s. “If I am to take you, we must have some type of lubricant or the penetration will hurt.” Tullius let out of a sigh of exasperation causing Ulfric chuckled gently. “Lucky for you, quite a bit of snow has fallen. Unlucky for you, it is not the best, but it shall have to do.”
Releasing the General’s hands, the rebellion leader scooped snow into his hand, and crushed it over his middle finger. He slid his finger into Tullius and watched as the General flinched, something Ulfric found he liked. Pulling it out, he crushed more snow on it and slid the finger back in. Tullius gave a slightly more favored reaction to the penetration. Moving his finger back and forth, he watched with pleasure as Tullius let out a gruff groan.
Speeding up, Ulfric leaned down to bite the General’s neck. He could feel Tullius arch into him, wanting more. Giving into the man’s demands, he nibbled on his neck, forcing another moan from Tullius. He kept this rhythm for some time before pulling back. He lubed a second finger and pushed it in, and Tullius arching into the second finger shot pleasure into his groin.
It isn’t long before Ulfric repeat a familiar ritual with the third and last finger. He can feel himself growing impatient as he continues his rhythm. Pulling out his fingers, and enjoying the sound of loss Tullius makes, he teases his entrance with dick. Tullius shivers in pleasure at his touch or of the cold.
Pushing in slowly, Ulfric revels in the loud moan Tullius makes. Tullius’s arms snake around his muscular body, holding on to him. Placing his forehead on the General’s shoulder, he thrusts once. Tullius’s grip on him tightens. He sees it as a signal to keep going, and he does.
Heat warms the both of them as they fuck on the cold ground. Both captured with the other, their soft kisses now turning into rough kisses. Pleasure encompasses the two and Ulfric thrusts harder. Tullius moans and arches into him, enjoying the rough thrusts. Ulfric holds himself up with his left hand, and takes a hold of Tullius’s cock and pumps it. A whimper comes from said man.
Ulfric can feel himself and the General ready to come. He roughly takes a hold of Tullius’s lips as he pumps his cock faster. Twitches appear here and there as Tullius grows closer his orgasm. A few more pumps and thrusts and he will undo the Imperial General. He grins at the thought of Tullius undone.
He thrusts and pumps faster, eager to see Tullius come. He can feel Tullius’s walls clenched tight against and him and his dick growing slicker. It isn’t long before Tullius lets out a loud moan as he comes. Ulfric licks the bits of seed spilt onto Tullius’s stomach, enjoying the feeling of the older man’s walls clenching against him. As Tullius comes down from his orgasm, the younger man thrusts a few more times before spilling inside him and groaning into his shoulder and neck.
Re: Ancient Nord Customs. (4/4)
Date: 2013-10-10 05:54 pm (UTC)As he buckles the last of his armor, Tullius feels hands grab his arms and pull him around. Those same arms push him into another rough kiss. Tullius allows the kiss start and end enjoying the feeling of Ulfric’s lips soft against his once more. They break for air and Ulfric stares at him unflinchingly. Tullius raises an eyebrow at the Nord. “When this war is over, I may keep you as a pet, my little General.”
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Sorry about the wait on this last part, I couldn't find the want to write or even play Skyrim for inspiration. Please forgive me Anons.