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“Don’t Shoot the Messenger” F!DB/Ulfric, Part 4c

[(Anonymous)]

It would be enjoyable to take their game to a new level. Maybe she could gain a few things from a relationship with Ulfric – her freedom being foremost in her mind. She’d also have the opportunity to rub this back in the face of the Imperial Legion. Ha, they’d thought to disrupt the Stormcloaks with her! Maybe she’d side with them instead. Maybe she’d side with them, then leave, and just watch all of Skyrim burn.

Ulfric stood nearby in the darkness, unmoving. He was giving her the opportunity to flee his bed, but she only straightened out on her back and made herself comfortable. The effect was lost due to the translucency of her skin. “And sometimes a dishonourable Jarl needs to be taught a lesson,” she countered archly. “But by all means, you go first.”

Ulfric followed her onto the bed, questing out to find where she lay. Once certain of her position, he reached over the other side of his bed and found his discarded trousers, jerking the belt free of the loops. Jaenna eyed him as he took one of her wrists and secured it to the bedpost.

He probably wanted to make sure he knew where she was, but she teased him anyway. “Worried I’ll give you a hard time?”

“This is the sort of lack of respect,” he said, “that I will punish you for.”

“This is punishment?” Jaenna asked. “Are you really that bad in bed?”

Ulfric chuckled and bent down to claim her lips, blocking any further attempts at rudeness. His coarse beard brushed against her cheeks. Jaenna kissed him back, biting his lip and causing the Jarl to growl a warning.

His tongue pushed into her mouth, twirling with hers. With her free hand, Jaenna reached up tugged at his hair. Ulfric’s own hand circled her narrow throat. She shivered at its warmth and a sudden feeling of vulnerability.

But his fingers did not tighten on her neck. Rather, they slid down her body, feeling a form he could not see. His palm glided over one breast and squeezed lightly. He tweaked her nipple, causing Jaenna to gasp. He caught her breath with his mouth as his clever fingers continued to tease the tightening bud.

Ulfric’s lips left hers as he kissed down her neck, sucking and nipping at the delicate skin. Jaenna closed her eyes at the swell of pleasure caused by his larger frame above hers, his hands and lips moving over her body with a promise of what was to come.

The man kissed a moist trail along her collarbone, then down to trace the curve of her untended breast. His lips fastened on the nipple and sucked lightly, his teeth pulling at the skin. Jaenna let out a cry and Ulfric pulled away. “Quiet,” he ordered. Without waiting to see if she would oblige, his head ducked down again.

Ulfric sucked and licked until her nipple ached and desire twisted low in Jaenna’s belly. She tried to pull his mouth to her other breast, but he was not swayed. She groaned and arched her hips into his, grinding against the hot, heavy weight of his cock.

He inhaled sharply. Jaenna opened her eyes to see him meet her gaze. The potion was wearing off. Sure enough, she could see her flushed body in the dimness of the room. Eyeing her hungrily, Ulfric turned his lips to her other breast. His hand went back to the first, rubbing torturous circles around the darkened, sensitive nub.

Mindful of the man’s wise order for quiet, Jaenna could only whimper as Ulfric’s lips eventually left her nipple and continued venturing down her body. The muscles in her belly quivered at the light brush of his hot mouth. One big hand ran down her thigh and hooked her leg over his shoulder. Jaenna’s muscles tensed, her breath quickening.