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Seed of the Dragonborn 09: The Akaviri Princess	By : somestories Category: +A through F > Elder Scrolls - Skyrim Views: 345 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-The Akaviri Princess
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It was a freezing night on Skyrim’s northern Coast. Fenrir had been travelling the coast from Dawnstar to Windhelm, having just finished collecting a talisman for the local Jarl. He was still a good ways out from his destination, feeling the snowy night start nipping his hardy skin.

As he quietly walked the coast he heard what sounded like a whistle followed by an explosion with screams off in the far distance. Within a few seconds, the same sound occurred with the sharp sounds of splintering wood and various splashes which all went quiet within five seconds.

On alert, Fenrir rushed to the noises source which was unmistakably ahead of him in the distance.

The smell and sight of smoke as well as the unmistakable sound of magic casting permeated the air as he rushed toward what appeared to be one large decorated ship and a smaller non decorated wood ship. The sound of magic had completely stopped byt the time he got a view. Both ships had run aground and both ships were smoldering, filled with holes and flipped onto their sides, still in the water only 40 feet from dry land.

The smell of burning flesh and blood was strong. Fenrir cautiously approached the site as the fires had greaty dwindled to small burns. Bodies littered the ground, but evern more were floating in the water, polluting the beachhead with corpses. The armor on the bodies was unlike anything the nord had ever seen before, with sharp metal textures and smoothe edges of reds and greens. As he approached, he noticed some of the dead bodies had snake-like features as well as some tiger-like features though much different from the khajit or argonians. They were Akaviri. Having read a few books on the long lost land, the Dragonborn’s cautiousness grew even greater.

As he approached the wreck, wading through the water he heard a light female cough. A woman was on a piece of the mast in the shallow water barely consious but regaining her hold. She had gorgeous slanted brown eyes, and long pitch black flowing hair. Her face was quite beautiful and regal, but foreign. She was in heavy clothes for the weather and luckily the water.

“Hey! I’m here. I can help!” Fenrir said to who he thought was the only survivor.

“GYAAAAAHHHHH” a sharp voice hissed. A snake man had survived and charged slowly in the water at the woman raising his sword. She batted the water looking for something to use as self defense.

Thinking quickly, Fenrir cast a firebolt at the warrior who didn’t seem to notice the nord. Even as he screamed in agony as it blew his sword arm off, incinerating the rest of his upper body within a second.

“Th-thank you….” The woman muttered with a strange accent, moving to the dragonborn showing some trust in him.

He guided her to shore as they walked over the bodies to get to safety. The sound of a panting person appeared behind them. Out of the debris appeared to be a human woman, clad in the same armor as the snake man. She raised her sword and charged at the dragonborn and his new friend. Fenrir drew his sword and charged at her. He quickly ducked under her swipe, and with a swing of his sword passing her, lobbed her body from her kneecaps causing the woman to land in the mud with no legs, screaming in agony.

“What’s happening here!” Fenrir demanded of both women.

The woman on the ground did not have long as she bled out, only to groan incoherently.

“They are assassins.” The rescued woman said coldly with her strong accent, as she picked up a sword and ran it into the other woman’s chest like a stake. The impaled woman gasped and raised her hand up instantly reaching to the sky, then dropped her arms lifelessly into the freezing muck.

The Dragonborn was shocked at the woman’s ability to comprehend him since Akavir was a land that was far away and foreign.

“I see you understand me.” The dragonborn said. “Would you like to come with me? My home is a short walk from here.

The woman looked out to the water, seeing the beautiful ship smoldering and sinking along with the crew. Knowing this would be her only choice aside from dying from the cold, she quietly nodded her head and followed the attractive stranger.

There was no civilization around. As they continued walking, the cold air got stronger and stronger. Before too long, the house was visible. A sigh of relief came over them. As they approached the two-story house they could hear what sounded like footsteps behind them off in the distance. The Dragon born turned around and saw another one of the assassins, charging him and the woman he rescued. This time it was one of the tiger men. It was obvious that he had no energy left in him, and so as he ran at them, he lost his footing and fell face first into the snow. The dragonborn had drawn his weapon, but noticed that it was not needed. The assassin was dead. Each passing minute seemed stranger and stranger in this woman’s company.

Though he wondered why she had been so reserved, he had figured she was just conserving energy. “I’ll get a fire going inside warm up and I’ll get you food.” He said as they opened the front door.

“The room to change is on the left.” The dragonborn said as started a small fire to warm the house up.

“Thank you…” the woman said. “I am Alecia. Princess of Akavir.”

It all made sense now.

“So they were looking to kill you specifically.”

“Yes.” she replied solemnly as she began to remove her wet heavy clothes.

“I will leave you to it.” Fenrir said, entering his kitchen to cook a warm meal. He had felt a sudden tinge of malevolence crawl through him as he saw the princess undress. Rage, power and instinct. While it surprised her that he left, he felt the need to go elsewhere to cool his mind. The thoughts of forcing dominance on others was a natural tendency in his blood that he had tucked away, but he could feel it quickly coming back, as if he had covered a steaming pot for too long.

A few minutes later, the meal was done and he sat by the fire in the living room as Alecia came out of her room, looking to warm up. She came out in one of the dragonborn’s oversized shirt but with no pants, showing off her slim and tall asiatic figure.

“This looks tasty.” She said as she began to consume the meal.

“So what brings you to these parts?” Fenrir said, eyeing the beautiful princess next to him.

“War…..My brother tried to overthrow our parents dynasty, and so they made me flee while the war raged. My brother sent assasins to follow me across the sea so that he would be the only heir. My messenger reached me saying the war was over and that my brother was defeated in battle. This was right before the assassins he had sent reached me as well. They got to me and my people…..and what you saw is where I leave it off.”

“So you were on your way back home.” Fenrir said.

“Yes.” She replied shortly, looking upon him with tired eyes. “How can I repay you.” She smiled.

“Hmmm I can think of a few ways.” He said winking.

“That is very unladylike of me to do so.” She said laughing slightly, causing the rage to flicker in the dragonborn though he did not show it. “I will gift you my necklace of protection, which you gave me tonight. Though it is in the room.”

Fenrir grew aloof now that he had experienced rejection for the first time, given the foreign ways may see it as bad to bed another so soon.

“I am quite tired.” she said with a slight smile, getting up and going to put her bowl away. “We can continue tomorrow?”

“Of course.” Fenrir said with a sense of disappointment.

The night continued on as Alecia quickly fell asleep in her room. It was quiet in the house. Fenrir paced the house thinking that he would be able to bed her the bext day as she was exhausted. She had been asleep for about an hour based upon her quiet snores. He walked past her cracked door and stopped. Looking inside he saw the woman naked and out of the sheets in a deep sleep. Her legs spread wide open to him.

The malevolence took over him once again. He could feel the blood rush to his penis as he pulled his clothes down and quietly entered the room. He knew this was wrong but could not stop himself. He grabbed his throbbing cock and approached the bed, her legs still wide open inviting him in. He placed his knees on the bed and crawled over the Akaviri princess, who did not notice his presence. His face hovered over hers, causing the tip of his penis to touch her exposed vagina. He slowly entered into her incredibly tight pussy, making her legs slightly convulse at the huge girth.

She began to unconsciously moan as he looked down at the beautiful sleeping woman. Her pussy became soaked as he started to gently thrust inside of her making her moan louder and louder. He continued on for a few more minutes, until the situation made him feel the pulsing of his cock. He began to shoot his hot cum inside the exhausted sleeping Akaviri princess, knowing well what would happen next. She continued to sleep while miraculously not waking up. The exhaustion must have been enormous. He could see his lifeforce enter her body, as the veins in her body quickly glowed a silvery blue color for a split second as it accepted his being into her.

Still hard and still fucking her, the princess’s stomach quickly grew to full size from the new inhabitant. She moaned and opened her eyes, shocked at what was occurring.

“What are you doing! Stop!” She said slapping the dragonborn to no avail. He still had more in him as he continued to pin her down and fuck her harder. “Please! OHHHHHH” she said giving in to the dragonborn. “Fuck that feels so good! Harder!”

He continued to thrust down upon her as he felt another spurt of semen blast out and pump into her fertile womb. Another blast of subtle light flashed through her body as it reacted to another one inside her. Shocked at the expanded stomach, she was even more blissful at the sight of her stomach growing even more, with the twins that just became apart of her being from the second shot of his magic cum.

“Forgive me….” The dragonborn said in shame as he pulled out his soaked cock.”I could not fight it.”

“It’s okay….. that was amazing.” Alecia said.
“I admit, I was going to do the same thing after I rested.” She laughed, feeling the intoxicating effects of his life source inside of her.

The two cuddled the rest of the night.

After several days of contemplation and seeking travel back to her continent, the pregnant Akiviri princess had found passage back home. She had left the dragonborn her necklace. However, it had shocked the continent when it was revealed that Akivir’s only heir bore twins with a Nord from Tamriel, creating a potential future bond between the distant lands.
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Seed of the Dragonborn 09: The Akaviri Princess