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It's the First Time... (2c/?)
Date: 2014-01-19 12:01 am (UTC)Oh to Oblivion with the predictable teasing and prying. He had a sexy female who is interested in him. By Dibella, she is the FIRST woman to show interest in the lonely Dunmer since his temporary stay in that bitter, prejudiced, frozen hell of Windhelm. There are two other Dunmers who happen to be both female. Alas one was obsessed with shielding the Jarl whilst the other was a morbid mercenary lurking in the Drunken Huntsman owned by the Bosmer brothers (one who is regularly bedded by the very woman thrusting against his leg).
Athis slid down to the wooden plank floor with Joselin following after, who brazenly straddles his pelvis. The seductive vixen rolled her hips into him, stroking the growing bulge beneath his hide armour. He moaned into the junction of neck and shoulder, causing her to shiver and press her bountiful chest into his. The elf grabbed her two glorious mounds, testing the weight and form by kneading and squeezing her sweet-cakes. Oh they were so spongy and so soft; he licked his lips in anticipation of icing them with his eager tongue. She mewled in delight, clutching and pulling at his ponytail with vigour. He hissed at the combination of the itching pain of his pulled-taut scalp and the sensual pleasure of the Breton's pelvis grinding against his erecting rod.
At last she decides to rid the leather thong, releasing the cascades of the Dunmer's carnelian streams of hair. She buries her nose and entangles her fist in the velvety strands, thus causing the man to be smothered by her lovely tits. He groans into the bountiful flesh, taking matters into his hands (quite literally) by removing the blasted barrier of the cotton tunic. A breast manages to pop out the sloped neck-line to greet the aroused Dunmer, admiring the pale globe and the rosy bud tempting him to taste it. The fearless Companion does not disappoint.
His mouth takes in as much of the spongy flesh as possible, his member throbbing against its hide prison. The serpent-like muscle strikes at the tasty nibble, flickers the pebble of flesh until it moves on to sampling the rest of the divine treat.
Joselin crooned at Athis' devious and clever mouth, that heavenly wet and tight mouth suckling at her exposed breast. Her watering mouth latched into the sharp tip of the man's pointed ears, bitten between lustful teeth then soothed by her sleek tongue. A muffled cry boomed into her pampered tit, she murmured something lewd to her Dunmeri lover but he cannot hear it by the blood pounding in his ears and the beating of her heart.
Athis thrusts his slim hips upwards, colliding into the damped cloth clinging to her wet sex. The Breton shrieks in delight, working with him to find a tantalising rhythm of dry humping each other.
He continues to suckle her heaving breast. She continues her licks and rough petting to stimulate his ears. They work together in a frenzy. Athis directed the rutting of her hips. Joselin planting shearing hot kisses to his prominent brow, forehead, ears and anywhere else she could reach.
"ARGH, YOU FUCKIN' BAS'ERD! C'MON AN' FIGH' LIKE A FUCKIN' REAL NORD!"
The two engrossed lovers were interrupted by the furious shouting. They abruptly paused in their activity, listening to the shrill insults and the crunch of knuckles smashing bone and flesh. It is just nearing the closed door of the pantry, occupied with the two hot and bothered warriors in an indecent position. Athis' heart halted. Their breathing held in suspense. The fear of discovery is pungent in the storage room.
The violent commotion, just outside that oak door, began to faint away. The ensuring fight moved towards the left of the chambers then silence closes in, smothering the rest of the bloody fist match. Ah, the bawling between Njada and Vilkas has moved on upstairs.
Good.
OP here!
Date: 2014-01-20 11:38 pm (UTC)There's not nearly enough Athis on here and I'm glad someone is rectifying that!
Looking forward to more!
Re: OP here!
Date: 2014-01-23 02:58 pm (UTC)Yeah, I'm glad you and other Athis fans appreciate this fill. There just isn't enough of the loveable grumpy Dunmer! There's an artist on Deciantart who does amazing art work of Athis - their absolutely gorgeous and I highly recommend looking at them. :-)
Thank you for posting this prompt - it was a lot if fun and I may use it for other characters I wanna write!
Re: It's the First Time... (2c/?)
Date: 2014-01-21 12:37 pm (UTC)Re: It's the First Time... (2c/?)
Date: 2014-01-23 03:00 pm (UTC)Thank you! ^^
It's the First Time... (2d/?)
Date: 2014-01-23 02:00 pm (UTC)~*~*~
The two whelps exhale their held breaths. Relief flooding through their system, clearing some of the hazy fog of arousal from their muddled minds.
Athis began to sober up from the influential alcohol and buzzing hormones in his bloodstream.
He analysed the situation of where he is, with who he is with and, more importantly, what in Oblivion were they doing in a pantry of all places. For gods' sake, the Dunmer wanted to be lying in a warm, comfortable bed instead of sitting on the hard, unforgiving cold floor to have sex for the first time before he set foot in Skyrim - which was, what, over two years ago?
He rubs at his temple and sighs in exasperation. He opens his eyes to stare at his Shield-Sister, who is still sitting in his lap, looking at him with inquiring eyes and the curious cocking of her head.
He acknowledges that it is none of his business but he cannot help but attempt to clear the air of what transpired.
"I... I know it isn't my place but I must ask. I haven't jeopardised anything to your, well, relationship with the Bosmeri Huntsman?" He inquired the fellow Companion with hesitance but with directness. He cannot help feeling guilt and a tad possessive over his short-lived lover; he could not stop the self-loathing at his decision to not continue from where they left off.
"No." She stated plainly to the worrying elf. "On the contrary, the only sort of relationship he and I are engaged in is a "friends with benefits" sort of thing. We both still get to bed other lovers whenever the opportunity rises, which is rare with everyone knowing each others business in this city."
Athis is satisfied with the explanation. He is on friendly terms with Anoriath and his brother after all; being that they are the only other male elves he can relate to and occasionally chat with. He would hate himself if he upset the huntsman by sleeping with his love interest, which is agreeably poor and distasteful.
Despite her reassuring answer, he still needs to sort things out between them and not be left to spring up into a barrier of awkwardness.
"So, what about this then? Shall we not speak of it again?"
"Only if you prefer to do so. If you do, I can't help but feel disappointed." Joselin admits, causing the elf to raise his slim eyebrows in reply.
"Why?"
"Oh it's just... because... well..." Now it was her turn to fluster with her answer. Besides her sex appeal, she has a quality of being adorable. "It's because I've had this crush on you from the beginning. Not for your grumpy and arrogant mannerism but because you are a Dark Elf... I've always had an undeniable attraction to your kind..." The human finishes, blushing sweetly in embarrassment from her wonderful confession.
It's the First Time... (2e/?)
Date: 2014-01-23 02:05 pm (UTC)"Is it just my good looks that you've fallen for? Or is there possibly more?" He purred seductively to her, amused at how easily flustered she becomes when she is the one being flirted. The elf is starting to admire the pink blush staining her cheeks, making the brown and green more vivid within her almond-sculptured eyes.
"W-well, I admire your swordsmanship. I like your teaching method as you are more patient and firm when we train together. I like your arguments on swords and especially short-swords on how they are adept at speed and precision. I like..." The elf leans back to absorb the praises and begins to gloat to himself about how brilliant of a warrior he is.
It is not to say he constantly needs to feed on praises from other people to know he is a great warrior, but it's nice to hear it now and again from someone else. Despite using magicka and not having a body fit for a true warrior, Joselin is impressive (to him at least) with her ability to multitask at casting spells and defending with her steel sword.
The elf has never been good at using magicka; even the most simple spells of Flames and Sparks he always manages to fry himself instead of his opponents.
His thoughts were interrupted by Joselin's soothing hands touching his face. They stroked the sharp cheekbones forcing his eyes to flutter closed for a few moments.
"My favourite part about you and the rest of your kind are your eyes. I love the vibrant redness of them. Yours remind me of rubies rather than garnets. I particularly adore how your eyes and your grey-blue skin complement each other; your hair serves does justice in amplifying the contrast of red and grey. You truly are a fine and beautiful specimen, Athis." The elf raises an annoyed eyebrow to her choice of word.
"...I know it isn't considered masculine to be called "beautiful" but that's just how I honestly see you." She replied. The proud elf scoffs, however he is touched by her honest words.
"You know, it's the first time I've kissed a woman since my last night in Morrowind..." He reveals to Joselin, feeling comfortable in telling his fellow Companion about himself.
It's the First Time... (2f/2f)
Date: 2014-01-23 02:51 pm (UTC)The only downside to it was that no woman here was interested in me. I have been lonely.
If it weren't for Elrindir and Anoriath setting up their business here, I would've left because it was the first time I've traveled and lived anywhere without brothers of my own kind. I was tempted to stay in Windhelm, but the Dunmer there were more miserable than those back in Morrowind. No wonder due to the prejudice festering in that bitter city - I only stayed there for a single, lousy night then took off early the next day. The segregation there of my kind wallowing in a slum and the Argonians living out on the docks was more than enough to convince me to try somewhere else.
I had enough gold on me to get to Whiterun. To be honest, I took a gamble with what little knowledge I gathered from the driver and the club owner in the "Grey Quarter" - those insensitive n'wahs of Nords renamed it after my people, can you believe the nerve?!
When Ria came along five months before you applied, I was happy to not being the only non-Nordic Companion. I was even more thrilled when you arrived and got accepted by Kodlak. Not to say I thought you were a shot at bedding a woman, but because there was another person Ria and I could relate to; especially with Njada who, as you well know, constantly reminds us of not being Nords, as if we don't belong here.
Anyway, what I'm trying to say is that you really made me feel appreciated and wanted... You know, more than just a Shield-Brother." He hastily adds, shying away from her surprised stare. She twirls a strand of his copper hair, the Breton pondering over what she would say to him.
"You know what, you've made me more determined to buy Breezehome."
The elf turns around to show his bemusement at her statement. She sits up a bit to look at her Companion in the eye.
"What I meant by buying that house is, with us, we need more privacy and I know you aren't keen on others knowing about our business. Anoriath and I rarely have a problem to spend the night at his place or in the Bannered Mare." Athis nodded in agreement to her reasonable explanation (despite feeling a twinge of jealousy at the mentioning of Anoriath).
With reluctance, the two whelps separated from each other. Joselin tucking her breast away then fixing up her crinkled casual clothes, whilst Athis carded back his hair to retie the strip of leather to hold his hair in place.
Before she left the pantry to retire, the Breton turned to give the elf a languid kiss. Sealing their lips in a promise for any affections and desires to sate in the future. After she shut the heavy oak door, Athis swoons over the night's turn of events.
The Dunmer's bruised mouth breaks into a genuine smile. With a slight skip to his step, he leaves the pantry with the two contrasting bottles of different meads; cosily sitting side-by-side for the rest of the night.
~*~*~*~
I did warn you...
I apologise for the rubbish and highly sappy ending.
I apologise also for the grammar and word choice mistakes. This is the blasted thing of posting on LJ, not being able to edit your fills. Ah well...
This prompt was a lot of fun! I knew Athis needs more love, so I knew this would be perfect for him! :-)
Thanks for reading and glad you have enjoyed the steamy make-out scene! ^^
Re: It's the First Time... (2f/2f)
Date: 2014-01-24 07:38 am (UTC)A!A Re: It's the First Time... (2f/2f)
Date: 2014-01-24 03:41 pm (UTC)Ah you do? Well, I'll see what I can do. After finishing this, I knew I had to have some sort of follow up.
That's great, I'm glad you've enjoyed it and leaving lovely reviews - good for feeding my creative-energy. :-)
OP returns!
Date: 2014-01-25 12:25 am (UTC)This really was great and it's so fantastic to get some Athis on here. Thanks for filling - it was wonderful! :)
Re: OP returns!
Date: 2014-01-25 01:20 am (UTC)Aww thank you and I agree, the sweet grumpy Dark Elf needs moar LOVE!
You're very welcome and thank you for leaving such lovely, encouraging reviews.