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Jarl Ulfrics Folly 4c/?
Date: 2013-11-03 08:19 am (UTC)Her body melted leaving her reeling at the intensity of her reactions to him. She noted a strange almost imperceptible vivacity reminiscent of her thu’um resonating, aiding her arousal. She could sense if not feel an answering resonance in him. On some level their Thu’umes were connecting.
Ulfric bestowed light sensual kisses up her leg. “I know your name Gilse, I’m also learning you are highly responsive” he told her. She made a sound of protest in her throat. He must have heard because he sat back on his heels regarding her. “It’s a gift of the thu’um you know heightened sensuality” he said gently. Gilse licked her lips “and if I don’t want those gifts?”. He leaned in and kissed the pulse in her temple. “You will find it has its uses” he told her. He lowered his head towards hers and kissed her.
Gilse felt as though the air between them was heated; scented with the essence of her own arousal mixed with his. His smelled of leather mixed with his own unique scent she could only describe as male. He deepened the kiss. His tongue brushed her lips demanding entry. Her mouth opened eagerly accepting it. His tongue clashed with hers tasting of warm mead. She could even taste his thu‘um. She had no words to describe it. He moaned it was one of the most erotic sounds she had ever heard.
She was disappointed when he broke the kiss. “Face down,” he whispered moving back slightly as she slipped off the bed. On her knees she placed herself over the bed and inhaled the scented air attempting to relax. His hands settled on her hips pulling her against him. His erection pulsing against her through the fabric of his trousers. She was vaguely aware that he unlaced and freed himself.
She felt the throbbing tip of him and tensed expectantly. He slid into her and snuggled close slipping his hands around her to caress her breast. The fabric of his tunic felt rough against her back. Sparks of pleasure laced with pain followed his progress causing her to groan deeply. His fingers stroked her breast hitting all the right spots.