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F!NPC/Ondolemar: The Embassy's Wardrobe 3/?
Date: 2014-02-07 07:19 pm (UTC)He started licking the other side of her neck as his free hand slipped between her legs and played with her. She let out a moan and began nibbling one of his ears. His hips bucked jerkily against her and his grip on her ass tightened for a moment.
She let out a husky chuckle and sucked on the tip of his ear. She could feel his breath becoming ragged against her skin and felt him harden against her stomach. That was enough to send a rush of wetness between her legs and she knew she couldn't wait anymore.
She took a few steps backwards until she felt her back hit the wood of the wardrobe, Ondolemar following her blindly. She hid her smirk against his neck, tonguing his collar bone. She wrapped one leg around his slim waist, pressing herself against his covered length. They both moaned and started pulling at each other's clothes. Adelais didn't wear undergarments very often (they were, frankly, an unnecessary expense) and she was especially grateful for that now. Ondolemar's Thalmor robes came off easily, exposing acres of taut golden skin. She scratched his back as he kicked his undergarments away. Then he ripped the laces of her dress and it pooled at her feet.
Within an instant, his mouth was on her breats; kissing, nipping and sucking. She hooked her leg around him again and he lifted her so she could wrap both legs around him. And then he was inside her in one deep thrust. Her body jolted at the sudden fullness. He eased out only a little and pushed back in slowly.
She thrashed against him. Her plan would never work at this pace. "Hard." She gasped, squeezing his waist with her thighs. "Fuck me hard."
He didn't need any more encouragement.
He pulled out almost all the way and slammed back into her. She cried out and pressed her breasts against him, knowing they were his favourite part of her. She tried not to grin as he thrust again and again, oblivious of the noise the wardrobe was making against the wall and how loud it must be to everyone downstairs.
"Oh, Ondolemar! Yes!" She shouted over the noise of the wardrobe and his groans. "Harder! Please fuck me hard!"
He obeyed, pounding into her like a wild man. She disguised a chuckle with an honest moan as he lifted one of her legs higher, his tip hitting her at a different angle. 'Gods, this was perfect. Revenge and pleasure at once.'
"Yes!" She gasped, her mouth dry and her heart hammering. "Use me...fuck me!"
He let out a low laugh, breathless. "Now you are learning, Nord."
She was just about to let go, to surrender completely to the tidal wave of desire that was rushing through her, when there was an insistent knocking on the door. Ondolemar froze mid-thrust. She watched as he slowly remembered where he was and what he was doing.
"Could you please keep it down in there?" A female voice hissed from the other side of the door. "Or, better yet, desist? You are putting my guests off their food." Then the sound of retreating footsteps.
There was silence for a moment. Then Adelais broke it by letting out the laugh she had barely been containing since they started. He turned to her, that familiar cold look back in his eyes.
"You." He said with venom.
"Yes. You fell for it." She ran a fingernail down his back. "'Oh, Ondolemar! Use me! Fuck me against the extremely loud wardrobe so all your friends can hear!' I can't believe you fell for that."
Re: F!NPC/Ondolemar: The Embassy's Wardrobe 3/?
Date: 2014-02-08 01:09 am (UTC)Re: F!NPC/Ondolemar: The Embassy's Wardrobe 3/?
Date: 2014-02-08 04:47 pm (UTC)Re: F!NPC/Ondolemar: The Embassy's Wardrobe 3/?
Date: 2014-02-08 04:48 pm (UTC)