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Re: Shopkeeper/DB (F!DB/Ulfberth) "Against the Counter" (1/?)
Date: 2014-04-01 12:33 pm (UTC)“Such a naughty Dragonborn,” he purred quietly, that deep voice like sweet molasses as he dragged his thick fingers across the crotch of her smalls, the fabric soaked with her arousal.
The Dragonborn whimpered at his stroking, not caring how she looked. Not caring that she was giving herself so wantonly to Ulfberth---that she was in effect completely on display for this broad-shouldered, wild-maned shopkeeper. “Ulfberth,” she whined, her hips chasing after him as he kept up his stroking.
Ulfberth chuckled, cupping her full breast in his palm as he pushed her smalls to the side, baring her pussy for the first time to the chill of the air. His fingers between her thighs kept up their maddening stroking as he ground against her from behind, his cock pressing against the confines of his leathers with increasing urgency. All the while he massaged her breast, tugging on her dusky nipple to her increasing mewls of pleasure. “You’ve been thinking about this for a long time, haven’t you, Dragonborn?”
A quick nod, the Dragonborn’s eyes still pressed tightly shut as she allowed the sensation to wash over her. She’d always been sensitive—responsive, one lover had called it—and Ulfberth seemed to know how exactly to play her body. She allowed a tiny whine as she felt his fingers dip into her sopping channel, his thumb stroking her clitoris with maddening gentleness even as he began to pump two fingers in and out of her. “Yes,” she whined, pressing back against the bigger Nord, throat arched in surrender and raven black curls wild down her back.
Ulfberth took in the sight before him. The Dragonborn was a beautiful Nord woman—hair dark as midnight and curling down her back where most Nord women had the blonde hair of sunshine. Pale, satiny skin except for those places where her battles had scarred her. Even her scars were beautiful—signs that she was no hothouse flower but a woman of action. Her hips, wide and welcoming, and her breasts, full and firm, were framed so perfectly by her slender waist. He’d heard more than one man in town mutter about their wish to bed the Dragonborn.
The Dragonborn shuddered as his two fingers became three inside her, corkscrewing inside her sensitive sheath and stroking that ridged patch of flesh at the top of her channel with each stroke. Her mouth fell open in pleasure as she panted against him, feeling his cock through his leathers as he stroked against her. “Please, Ulfberth. Take me,” she pleaded.
Ulfberth nodded, his hand on her breast giving it a final squeeze before he slipped that hand to the front of his pants, making short work of the fastenings. The leather soon gaped open, his engorged cock leaking precum as he rubbed it against her. “Alright, Dragonborn,” he rasped, resting the head of his cock just inside her passage. He’d prepared her as much as possible—she was stretched and wet. He drove forward, hearing her soft squeal as he penetrated her fully on the first stroke. “Gods,” he muttered, his hands gripping her hips hard enough to leave bruises. Every inch of his cock was being squeezed and massaged by her clenching channel and he forced himself to still, to not rock deeper into her as he allowed her to accustom herself to his invasion. “You are so tight.”
The Dragonborn gasped, breasts pressed to the countertop as she felt Ulfberth start to move, slowly rocking in and out of her clenching channel. His fingers slid down her front to her clit, rubbing her swollen pearl with each stroke and making her clench even more around him. With each drag in and out of his cock she felt the heat rising in her belly—heat and pleaure that seemed to spread across her whole body.
Re: Shopkeeper/DB (F!DB/Ulfberth) "Against the Counter" (1/?)
Date: 2014-04-06 07:55 pm (UTC)Re: Shopkeeper/DB (F!DB/Ulfberth) "Against the Counter" (1/?)
Date: 2014-04-06 09:24 pm (UTC)Re: Shopkeeper/DB (F!DB/Ulfberth) "Against the Counter" (2/3)
Date: 2014-04-06 10:35 pm (UTC)The Dragonborn smiled as she felt the heat in her belly, the delicious fullness that told her that Ulfberth had climaxed as well. Palms planted on the countertop, she slowly levered herself up and glanced over her shoulder at the bear-like man. “That was…” she trailed off as Ulfberth leaned down, his whiskered chin brushing her shoulder.
“Round one. Just give me a few minutes and we can have another go if you like,” he purred, slowly dragging his softening cock from her channel. He gave her breasts another loving squeeze before he slid his hands down to her waist, gently turning her to face him. He wasn’t sure what to expect when he looked into her face. It had been a few years since he’d lost Adrianne, her blood spilt in one of a spate of vampire attacks.
The Dragonborn smiled, one hand coming up to cup his cheek, her expression soft. “I’d like that. Another round, that is,” she whispered, leaning closer to feather a kiss to the corner of his mouth. “Perhaps…” she trialed off, suddenly uncertain.
Ulfberth’s eyebrow rose at the pensive expression on her face. “What, little Dragonborn?” he purred, pressing his hips to hers, his slowly rising cock rubbing against her belly. “What are you thinking of?” Here, in the shop that he and his late wife had built, he gazed down at this dark-haired woman. They were different but in other ways so alike. Women who demanded a fair chance and nothing more. Perhaps that was part of why he was falling in love with the Dragonborn.
The Dragonborn sighed, shaking her head. “Nothing. It’s nothing. A flight of whimsy, that’s all.” The tone of her voice said otherwise but he had learned not to push too hard when it came to the Dragonborn. She’d earned that, he thought, from all of them. After all, who else had beaten Alduin, stopped the vampire threat, and ended the Civil War near single-handedly?
Ulfberth shook his head. “I won’t push, little one,” he promised softly, his finger catching beneath her chin and tilting her head back so she had nowhere to look but in his eyes. “But I would like to think that, after all this time, you can trust me.” He offered a small smile and leaned down, his lips soft against hers.
The Dragonborn allowed a small smile, the light returning to her eyes. “I trust you, Ulfberth. Else I would not be here,” she purred, nuzzling against him even as she slowly slid to her knees, her eyes on his gently bobbing erection. Reaching out, she slid her smaller hand around its length, stroking it ever so gently. Leaning forward, she fitted her lips around its girth and slowly began to take him within her mouth.
Re: Shopkeeper/DB (F!DB/Ulfberth) "Against the Counter" (3/3)
Date: 2014-04-06 10:36 pm (UTC)The Dragonborn purred around his cock and Ulfberth almost came as the vibration echoed through him. Slowly dragging her lips off his cock, her hand still slipping up and down his length, she looked up at him, her expression amused. “I thought it was obvious, Ulfberth. I’m pleasuring you. Now be quiet and just enjoy,” she whispered, her mouth returning to his cock with a vengeance.
Ulfberth swallowed a gasp as he felt her mouth swirl and massage and stroke his cock, her hands stroking his ass in time to the movements of her mouth. Head falling back, he groaned as he neared his peak, his hands stroking her hair as his hips followed her talented mouth. Finally he felt the tension break, his cock emptying itself in her waiting mouth as he let out a soft shout. Still shaking, he watched as she tongued him clean before rising from her knees to press herself against him again.
“Now we’ve both been taken against the counter,” she purred.
Re: Shopkeeper/DB (F!DB/Ulfberth) "Against the Counter" (3/3)
Date: 2014-04-08 05:23 pm (UTC)