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Blue Mountain Flowers	By : CarolineCandy Category: +A through F > Elder Scrolls - Skyrim Views: 21851 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I neglected to mention this last chapter, but I apologize for any grammatical errors or spelling issues. Now please, do go on and enjoy your smut.
Hooves stamped against the dusty road and a bray met her as she passed the Whiterun stables. At last, Laelia's journey was nearing it's end and Dragonreach sat in sight, taunting her in the distance. The trek was not an easy one. How many wolves threatened her with bared teeth and snarls; how many bears met the end of her blade? She crossed swords with bandits and petty thieves and laid with travelers until the starry skies of Skyrim. Gravel tangled in her hair as they took her on the roads and even once she let a group fill her together. Half a mile she walked to find a river bed to wash their dried seed from her skin. Yet, none of them, even all at once, pleasured her as Hadvar had.
On the morning before her departure, she led him not far from Riverwood, where they were concealed by trees and shrubs. Laelia told him of her want for him and how she pleasured herself with him in mind. The red in his cheeks surprised her and he stumbled over his words, trying desperately to deny her, though is groin spoke different. Such a brave man had become so bashful, but as she caressed his cheek, staring into his eyes, Laelia painted scenes of clashing thighs, of moans and thrusts, and he began to submit.
And even with the strength of his momentum, Hadvar's hands were what struck Laelia most. They were so strong and rough as they gripped her thighs, yet so delicate when they moved across her body, touching her breasts and tickling her clitoris. It nearly drove her mad when those same hands spread her cheeks and guided his penis into her backside. When they grabbed her waist and pulled her to him, however, she did.
She turned into a beast, purring at his touch and growling when he teased, howling through the many climaxes he brought her. She pounced on top of him, pinning his thick arms above his head and bounced her hips off his. And he flipped her, a smile on his lips as he eased the head in, though not fully, and brought it out again. She wiggled about, trying to pull her hands from his grip and cursed him.
But when all was said and done and Hadvar's pearly semen seeped out from inside her, Laelia felt shame and embarrassment bubble from within. Had the rustling from the bushes really been a rabbit or fox as she assumed, or was a villager come to investigate her vulgar noises. She apologized to him, but when Hadvar took her up into his arms and met her lips gently, she only felt the lust that started their entangled bodies.
These thoughts, too, brought back her insatiable hunger and slickened her lips. They glided together with each step like silk.
She was stopped at the gates, but when her purpose was explained, the guards stepped aside. She eyed both of them as she crossed through, thoughts of what they could do to her slowing her gate. Many times she wondered if she should turn back, but instead she continued.
Laelia detoured at the inn and with the money she found in her travels, purchased a room. The pathway, however, was blocked when she turned by the blonde haired bard that sang of Ragnar the Red as she entered.
"You're a travler aren't you. Haven't seen you in Whiterun before. I am Mikeal, the bard here at the Bannered Mare. I know this city well if you need any assistance getting around I could help." he said. Laelia moved around him.
"I have important business in Dragonreach." The wooden stairs creaked beneath her feet. He followed.
"Perhaps after your business is done we could share a drink."
"Perhaps. Close the door."
She sat on the bed and unlaced her boots. Her eyes scrolled up at him. "You wish to share my bed tonight, isn't that right bard? Surely this act has never gotten you anywhere with a woman before."
Blood flushed from his face. "No... no! That's not what I meant at all. It's just, you know, travelers don't really settle down very often and many people are rude to strangers, so I thought... I thou—" Laelia pulled the leather armor over her head.
"You're in luck," she said, now undoing her pants. He took a step towards her. "No. not now, As I said, I have important business at hand. When I return."
He stared at the curve of her chest, the thinness of her waist, the wet fabric between her legs, and as if in a trance nodded. "Good," she said, "Now go on. Play your songs boy."
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In Dragonreach, as she stood before the Jarl Balgruuf the Great, she was stopped again by a dark elf.
"A traveler? You don't look like a traveler, nonetheless one that has seen the dragon at Helgen. What person travels without armor, in a dress and fancy, unmarked shoes?" the elf said.
"Out of respect for the Jarl and his court, I've freshened up... made myself more presentable."
The elf doe eyes thinned, but she stepped aside. "Fine, approach the Jarl and state your business."
And she did. Balgruuf agreed to send troops to protect Riverwood, but he also mentioned two other pressing matters: one to be disclosed in private and the other to see the court wizard once they were through. He led her to his sleeping quarters and Laelia knew all too well where this would lead.
"I see the pinkness in your cheeks, and the slight swell in your lips. Your dress falls low on your bosom and you sway your hips at me when you move. I say you did not change from your armor out of respect. Nay. You're trying to seduce me. I am an honorable man." he said, but drew close to her, fingers trailing from her neck and down the collarbone, hesitating at the breast and sliding down the stomach, "but even honorable men have no strength against a woman equipped with such beauty."
There was no need to reject his false accusations. He reached down to lift the hem of her dress and two fingers ventured beneath her thighs. His baratone voice shook her with his touch. "You're already so eager." Digging further now, his hand slipped beneath her undergarments and he moved in for a kiss. He held her head to his and when two fingers slipped in, she moaned into him. Their lips parted and Balgruuf brought his fingers to his mouth. When he his tongue moved with her own once more, she could taste herself, like honey and fruit.
Laelia pulled back, dropping to her knees. Her thin fingers moved to undo his pants and she dropped them to the floor. His manhood sprang from his pants, long and thick, and when she touched it, she felt the beat of his heart. It stood to full attention. She took it into her hands, working it up and down and finally brought it to her lips. A hand stayed at the base as her head bobbled and the other drifted to caress the testicles.
"Take it all."
For a moment, she doubted if she could, but when her head was forced forward, she found she was mistaken. Laelia maneuvered it down her throat then back up to the tip, tongue swirling, cheeks concave, until finally he pulled her back with a fistful of hair.
"That's enough. I nearly lost it" Tiny pearl droplets fell from the head.
Now, Laelia pulled off her clothing and dropped them to a heap on the floor.
"By the gods, your body is perfection." Balgruuf stepped forward, leaving his trousers behind him and when Laelia wrapped her arms around his neck, he lifted her by the thighs. She coaxed the head into her wetness and slid down on it. Fire burned in her groin for a moment, but she did not let it show. When Balgruuf moved, he did slowly. He could barely fit.
But the pace quickened eventually as it always did and Laelia soon felt the cold wall against her back. Her hands were pinned above her head now, as she was rammed. The bookshelf beside the took shook, books falling to their side. Her moans, nearly sounds of pain, mingled in the air with the grunts of Balgruff. Faster, he moved and though it was seemingly impossible, the speed only inclined. She looked down, passed her quaking breast and saw the shaft reappear after every time he buried it in her. She felt her stiff nub slam against his pelvis. Soon she closed up on him, back arched and her moans escalated.
"Harder." Her voice was high, almost a squeal, as she said this and he did go harder. Again she felt her body cease, the walls inside her trembled, opening and closing. She nuzzled into his neck, her voice now uncontrollable. He carried her to the bed.
Laelia rest at moment, but her hand moved on the length of his penis while she did. Finally, she propped herself up on hands and knees and Balgruuf moved behind her. He entered her again, but this time with one swift pound. With a fistful of hair, he pulled Laelia back. A hand landed on her backside and her cheeks jiggled. And then again.
"Whore. Coming into my city and seducing me. Dirty dirty whore."
Her arms gave and now, but Balgruuf held her up, tugging of her hair. He pulled her closer and she felt his arms wrap around her waist and his chest on her back, his hot breath against her cheek as he whispered insults into her ear. His hand shot up to clench her breast as she felt a warm stream in her belly. He dropped her and she fell, breath escaping her, seed dripping from her onto the linens.
"Rest here if you'd like. I've got matters to attend to now."
And then he was gone.
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