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“Don’t Shoot the Messenger” F!DB/Ulfric, Part 9d
Date: 2014-06-29 12:26 am (UTC)Ulfric’s coarse beard brushed against the soft skin of her throat and chest as his head dipped lower. He gently pinched the hard nub between his thumb and finger and held it. His tongue brushed over it lightly, causing Jaenna to squirm.
He teased her for a while, with the barest swipes of his moist tongue. Then he spread his fingers and thumb outward, tightening the skin over the swell of her breast. The hardened peak of her nipple stood out rigidly, the skin taut. Ulfric’s hot breath spilled over her chest, sending goose bumps racing over Jaenna’s body. After a moment’s hesitation, he wrapped his lips around her nipple. Jaenna heart skipped a beat. Ulfric sucked lightly, his teeth grazing the flushed skin.
Jaenna cried out, tension shivering through her muscles. When she looked down, she could see how he teased her. Her other breast ached for similar treatment, but with her hands bound, there was nothing she could do to persuade him.
Ulfric’s soft panting fanned across her skin. He drew back and continued to torture her breast with the rough caresses of his hand. Meanwhile, he began to lap at the darkened circle on her other breast, the slide of his tongue driving her crazy. He toyed with her until that peak also pebbled, so he could lightly nip and tease it more thoroughly.
Continuing his ministrations to both her breasts, mouth on one and a hand on the other, Ulfric drew his knees up and lifted his weight off her, allowing him to reach downward with his free hand. His fingers brushed through the coarse hair between her legs and then delved deeper, a tickle that turned into something more. Jaenna sucked in a sharp gasp. It felt like ages since he’d touched her like this.
“You’re so wet,” Ulfric groaned against her breast. His fingers slipped easily between her folds. He rotated his knuckles against her clit, drawing another moan from her. He continued plying both her breasts and that center of pleasure between Jaenna’s legs with ruthless precision. She moaned and writhed, almost ready to discard her pride so she could beg him to let her finish. An orgasm was building, threatening to drown her with its intensity.
But of course, Ulfric was making a point to play the dominant one tonight. He drew back, a self-satisfied smirk on his face. Jaenna lay sprawled before him, panting, legs lolling open and breasts aching.
A rebellious spark flashed through Jaenna’s lambent eyes. She brought a knee up to her chest and twisted her foot around one of Jarl’s steely thighs. He still wore his unbelted trousers, a problem Jaenna hoped he’d soon remedy. She pressed her foot against his groin. Ulfric’s breath hitched. She ground her heel against that hard length she found there, adopting a pleading take-me-now expression that contradicted the fire in her eyes.
Ulfric growled softly in response. He shoved aside her foot and untied the laces of his trousers. His manhood jumped free if its confines. He didn’t even bother removing his trousers entirely. Ulfric leaned over her and smothered her with another kiss. The pulsing heat of his cock nudged against Jaenna’s core. She wrapped her legs around him, waiting, but he didn’t thrust into her.