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Re: Lesson Number One [1/3]
Date: 2014-03-24 12:42 am (UTC)The two stared at each other for a moment, Cicero's eyes clouded with much less madness that Kilah had ever seen, and Kilah's own eyes clouded with a type of madness she had never felt before. It made her breath come out in little pants, and made her much less wary of things she was about to say. "And then... And then what?"
"You take the man by his hand and slowly lead him to your room, walking backwards, never taking your eyes off him." Cicero took her hands in his and rubbed gentle circles in her palms. "Closing and locking the door behind him, you lead him to the bed in the corner." Cicero stood and put one knee up on the straw mattress next to Kilah's hips. "You lay him down crawl on top of him ever so slowly." Cicero did as he stated. Straddling her, he cupped her cheek and rubbed circles there too. "Then..." he trailed off, leaning down to ghost his lips against the tip of her elven ear. He took the lobe, earring and all, into his mouth and sucked gently.
Kilah panted against the side of his throat, hanging onto his shoulders for dear life. This man. This man treating her so delicately, had killed men and women with his own two hands. He had wrapped those fingers around her very own neck with the intent to kill her, and now? And now those fingers were dancing up the inside of her tunic, trailing over her breasts. That mouth was always singing songs of murder and carnage and nonsense, that mouth had insulted her personally, and now she was gasping at how wonderfully skilled it was. Kilah was at Cicero's mercy. And that was how he liked it.
His mouth found the way to hers and she laid back down on the mattress as he swiped his tongue along the length of her lips. Trembling and panting, and so very disadvantaged, she opened her mouth, where Cicero plunged in, exploring. Carrots, Kilah realized, carrots and sweet rolls. His tongue inside her mouth wasn't unpleasant, but it was new, and Kilah moaned against his mouth as their teeth grated together, echoing in her ears.
Cicero pulled away a tendril of saliva connecting the two for a split second before breaking away. Kilah panted and pressed a hand to her chest, trying to catch her breath. The madness was slowly seeping back into Cicero's eyes as he asked, "Was that good, Listener?"
Kilah sat up and cupped his face in her tiny hands, bringing it closer to her. "Again," She moaned, and brought their faces together. Gently, she turned Cicero, forcing him onto his back, prompting a giggle and an "Ohh-hh-h Listener!" She moved her knees to either side of his hips, straddling him and grinding her sex against his. Cicero turned away from her mouth and wantonly groaned. She pressed her lips against his jugular, a place she normally aimed for with bow and arrow, and sucked, effectively leaving a purplish bruise in her wake.
Cicero rolled over again, throwing Kilah onto the floor between the bookshelf and the bed and ground his hard member against her wet trousers, pinning her hands above her head. Kilah threw her head back and moaned, Cicero silencing her with a kiss. Their tongues intermingled again, the taste BlackBriar mead and sweet rolls driving Kilah crazy. She arched her back to meet Cicero's hips, the warmth pooling in the bottom of her stomach, but Cicero pulled away. He stood, straightening his clothes and stared at Kilah with quite a mad smile on his face.
Lesson Number One [3/3]
Date: 2014-03-24 12:52 am (UTC)Cicero left, closing the door, and leaving Kilah laying on the floor. "What?" She muttered, having half-forgotten that Cicero had been teaching her something. Distantly, she began hoping there would be more lessons to come.
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Mwhaha. Cicero is so evil <3 The post above this is supposed to be 2/3, but I fail.
Characters: F!Listener!PC, Cicero
Relationships: Hetero
Summary: The Listener is told she will receive a bonus if she can seduce the target before killing him, even though she's never had any sort of sexual relationship before. Cicero steps forward to teach his Listener the art of seduction
Tags
char:cicero
char:F!PC
es:skyrim
Re: Lesson Number One [3/3]
Date: 2014-04-01 12:48 am (UTC)Re: Lesson Number One [3/3]
Date: 2014-04-01 03:37 am (UTC)