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After Oblivion: Adventures of a Dark Elf	By : Syentaru Category: +A through F > Elder Scrolls - Oblivion Views: 13978 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The dunmer walked calmly back to the Thieves’ Den in Dareloth’s Garden, intent on assigning one of the rookies to go fence the stolen goods for the week to one of the reliable guild contacts up north. When she entered the usual quiet rooms of a thief’s “ home away from home” however, she was caught off guard by the sight that greeted her.
            “And what the fuck might I ask are you doing?” she inquired of the two newer thieves shagging in a darker corner near the old loot that had yet to be sorted and tagged. The two looked over at her sheepishly, both with guilty smiles, before separating. A redguard with a little khajit minx, both new recruits who had taken a liking to each other early on in their training. “You two know there are rooms for activities such as that,” she said, trying to suppress a grin. Who was she to correct them? She had just been nailed by an imperial in a dirty, public alleyway. But she wasn’t new to the business, and granted herself certain allowances now and then.
            “Sorry Master Thief, we’ll finish up somewhere else,” the khajit started to say before the redguard, who knew better than needing to apologize for sex in front of the dunmer, took her by the hand and eagerly escorted her to the room where he knew they would get some privacy.
            Gwen just shook her head, heading to her main desk to sort through the more important documents and daily news, when one of her regular thief apprentices came to her, looking downcast. The Master Thief put down her papers and looked up at the breton as she walked in, noting the usual smile the girl sported was gone.
            “What’s troubling you, Laurian?” Gwen asked, motioning for her to take a seat in front of her desk.
            “Well,” Laurian began, seeming near the point of tears, “I-I failed last night. I was almost caught, by a guard in the Elven Gardens District.” Gwen hissed when she heard this. The Elven Gardens was a coveted area for most thieves, and should not have been a problem for the young mage-thief. “My apologies, Master Thief Gwen,” Laurian said, getting on her knees before her guild leader.
            “It’s alright, Laurian, no need to apologize. Just tell me what went wrong, and if we can fix it,” Gwen said, unsure of how to act towards the usually calm and cheerful girl.
            “W-well, it began when I tried Lord Seval’s Estate. I thought I had cased the place appropriately, but...there were twice as many guards as I had expected, as if he knew someone would try it. I don’t blame him, if I were that rich...but I...I tried it anyway,” she said, burying her face in her hands for a moment while Gwen waited for her patiently to continue. “I was going after the ceremonial sword. I knew that would keep the guild square for quite some time, and he wouldn’t miss it much, it’s kept in such an out of the way place, and I hear he never even takes the time to look at it, or even knows where it came from. So I entered, picking the lock and donning my chameleon gear. They must have heard my footsteps somehow, because they came ‘round the corner with a detect life spell. I had no choice but to run,” Laurian finished, sounding more and more discouraged as her tale came to a close.
            “Well, you’re safe now, and they didn’t see your face. I’ll have Christophe clear it with the magistrates, you’ll be fine. Did you happen to get any loot this week, while we’re on the subject?” Gwen asked.
            “No!” Laurian burst out, tears streaming down her cheeks. “I spent so much time on the Seval Estate that I had no time to even get a few petty commissions in,” she finished, knowing that this might displease her guild master.
            Gwen sighed, knowing that it wasn’t Laurian’s fault, and that the girl, a hard worker for her craft, wished to make up for it somehow. “I know you feel responsible, but there was nothing you could do in that situation. I do have a way you can service your guild master, if you’re up for it,” Gwen said, a slight smile lighting her lips.
            Laurian looked confused for a moment, then brightened asking, “And how is that Master Thief?”
            “Well, I know you experiment with things of a sexual nature, and I think we can help each other out,” Gwen began, knowing that the intelligent breton would catch on.
            “Oh, Master Thief, you’re my boss, are you sure we should...do that?” Laurian asked, taken aback at first. “I mean, you do make the rules but…”
            “Don’t worry, this will more than make up for any payment you think you owe the guild, apprentice, understood?” Gwen stated, taking on a no-nonsense tone. “Now,” she continued, going to the door to her office and locking it, “You will bring me to orgasm, and then masturbate yourself for me, then you will be ‘square’ with the guild, as you say,” Gwen finished, taking off the pants she wore today. She only wore full armor on missions and trips to other provinces and cities, but her normal attire was comprised of comfortable pants and a slightly revealing shirt. Laurian moved forward eagerly, still on her knees.
            The young breton started slowly, tasting her guild superior gently before going in for more. Both women were moaning as Laurian’s deft tongue made it’s way from Gwen’s slit to her clit, where it lingered for a moment before retracing its steps. Gwen wove her fingers gently into the girl’s hair, subtly guiding her where she wanted the sensation the most. She had a sudden urge to be rough, being treated with such sexy, harsh ferocity by the guardsman only twenty minutes before, and grabbed the young woman’s long mane of brown hair, pulling her into her crotch. Gwen was pleased, and relieved, when the girl responded by becoming more eager for her pussy, mashing her tongue into her clit.
            “That’s it, my good little cat burglar. You like the Master Thief of Cyrodiil’s cunt, don’t you? You’re a slut for this pussy, ‘cause you were bad and didn’t get your normal earnings,” Gwen crooned, knowing that neither of them cared about the lack of contribution this week. Laurian found that she loved the dirty talk, giving in to her darker urgings and bringing the dunmer quickly to multi-orgasmic bliss. “Mmm, good girl, that feels so gooood. Yeah, yeah, fuck!” Gwen called out, her voice blending into the khajit’s coming from the room above her as she heard the couple cumming as they finished what they had started earlier. “Good job Laurian, you have indeed made amends,” Gwen said, putting her pants back on. “Now, your turn. Strip.”
            Laurian did so with haste and was naked in a flash, her leather armor piled neatly in the corner. Gwen reached out and pulled one taut nipple, hearing the girl squeak, then she slid a finger up the girl’s lips, wiggling her finger on the girl’s clit until Laurian thought her knees would collapse, then brought her finger down to the girl’s hole, slipping it inside and finding a wet, warm tunnel awaited her. She curled her finger, playing with the breton’s G-spot until the girl thought she would cum, then pulled off, letting the eager apprentice thief lick her finger clean of her own juices.
            “Mmm, I taste good, Master Thief Gwen,” Laurian said to the dunmer.
            “Yes, you do indeed,” Gwen replied, tasting some of the woman off of her fingers. “Now, fulfill the final part of our agreement. Cum before your guild master, and then go out and get some booty, if you take my meaning,” Gwen said with a smile to the usually shy but meticulous cat burglar.
            “Yes Master!” Laurian said excitedly, bracing herself on the edge of the desk as she began to touch herself, moving her finger back and forth over her clit. Gwen pinched and pulled her taut nipples as she watched the young woman steadily build herself up for a hard orgasm.
            “Ohhhh fuck!” Laurian screamed as she finished, which was followed by the end of round two for the khajit and redguard who were still at it in the second floor bedroom. They’d better change the sheets when they’re done up there, Gwen thought responsibly, then brought her mind back to the situation, helping the breton, who was still experiencing her orgasmic high, into her underclothes, then sat her down in a chair while she poured a glass of water for each of them.
            “Are you alright?” Gwen asked, as the breton continued to stare, dazed.
            “Oh, yes of course, thank you,” Laurian said as she sipped her water, still feeling elated. “I do feel that my debt is paid for the week. I’m wondering though, how many others have paid their dues this way?” the apprentice asked, knowing that the dunmer could keep the guild running just by herself in terms of money, so no one was ever truly reprimanded for not giving their share; they were only kicked out if the Master Thief thought they weren’t guild material.
            “Hmm, besides you? Let’s see…” Gwen began, and the younger thief was surprised when she saw the dunmer actually had to think about who had “paid” the way she just had. “There’s the dunmer male, Brevoli, the redguard male Durgin, then the female friend he brought with him, Lireta, and the khajit female, S’radeesa. Only a few, and only those who felt it necessary to honor and serve their guild in some way, as you do. Well, you performed admirably, and I expect you to perform that case next week in the Elven Gardens, or to ask for help. You know I’m always up for a mission,” Gwen said as she watched the other woman get dressed, neither phased at all by what had just occurred between them. The Master Thief saw the woman out, bidding her happy hunting and a good day, then went back to her paper work, determined to get it done before noon time. She was in the business to help the poor, first and foremost, and she had to see that everyone abided by the guild rules, and that no one was in the thieving business to hurt people, physically or monetarily.
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