Adult-FanFiction.org : Games

Spy in the Guild	By : TheQuietOne Category: +A through F > Elder Scrolls - Oblivion Views: 3117 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: The Elder Scrolls, Oblivion (TES IV), and the characters are the property of Bethesda softworks, and not mine. I make no income from this story, or the aformentioned intelectual property.

Chapter List
- 1-Spy in the Guild
- 2-All Exposed
- 1
- 2
Four days and over 160 hits, not bad as far as I'm concerned. And hey, one person was even kind enough to rate too! Thanks Mate!
So, okay, I couldn't stop myself from writing another chapter. This one's pretty different to the first, and be warned there is *Spoiler* both a three way & male on male rape *end Spoiler* involved. Same deal as chap one where proofing is concerned, I blame bad gramar and strangly placed words on a combination of only one proof-read, spell check... and that it is 2:45 AM right now.
So then, without further Adue, enjoy.
Uzul's hand crept across to her side of the bed, resting upon her breast. She grabbed his hand and threw it back over to him. His gruff voice pleaded. "Come on Myvryna, It has been weeks since we last made love."
She kept her back the Orc, and coldly stated. "You mean it's been weeks since the last time I put up with you pretending I was Umog. You've spent more nights in the Talos Plaza staring at the Umbacano Manor hoping to spot her when she goes on break, than you have in this bed in month. Is it so much to ask for some commitment Uzul?"
He pressed his naked body against hers, grunting in her ear. "Oh Myvryna, you know you are the only woman for me. Umog means nothing to me." He kissed her back, one of his warm beefy hands brazenly groping her crotch.
She jutted her elbow back into his abdomen, the blow causing him to roll right out of bed. "I said no. We might make love again, if you can sleep under this roof for an entire week." She said, her back still turned to him.
"Myvryna! You know I have business that keeps me out all night! Someone needs to be at the warehouse when ships come in late at night, if I’m not there, I don’t get paid! You would have better luck demanding a Bosmer eat vegetarian for a week!" The Orc whined, jumping to his feet.
She didn’t know who he thought he was fooling. They both knew that while boats may dock in the middle of the night, none ever unloaded, or needed any kind of access to the Imperial Trading Company warehouse until morning. Myvryna finally turned to face him over her shoulder, and let her eyes sweep over his exposed form. His well-muscled body and green skin. His penis, small for an Orc, but otherwise of average size, already at half-mast. She had once found him desirable, and was happy to use him for sex and protection, but in the last week he had stirred nothing within her. Even the sight of him standing there naked and aroused did nothing for her. He wasn't what she wanted anymore, and she didn't know what had changed.
"Just get back into bed and stop your whining. The watch will come to see what all the commotion is about if you get any louder."
The Waterfront had been teeming with Watchmen for the last two days, all desperately searching for Armand Christophe. She had reported the planned theft of Llathasa's bust to Lex the morning after she had learned of it, him rewarding her with another purse of gold, and already making his schemes to use this against the Guild. Myvryna had been thoroughly satisfied that morning, even if oddly tired, everything in the world was beautiful and going her way. That was nearly a week ago, and as her strength returned the satisfaction had faded away, she was now back to her normal discontentment with life. Two days ago news of the theft had reach the Imperial City, and Lex unleashed his forces upon the Waterfront. Accept that slippery snake Armand had disappeared without a trace.
She thought of the Rookie Armand had sent, and wondered if he was back in the city yet. Wait, why did she care? Why did she feel a warm flush as she thought of that Rookie? No matter, he would return and meet the watch eventually.
Uzul crawled back in behind her, sidling up to hug her from behind, his cock pressing into her legs. "Back on your side of the bed." She barked at him.
He wiggled his hips. "Come on Myvryna, I'm horny, and you must be too." A hand slipped around to grasp her breast.
"I said no Uzul, give it up." She went to elbow him again, but he simply took it this time.
"Please Myvryna?" He tilted her head to look at him.
She jerked free of his grip. "I. Said. No. Go jerk off in the corner if you're horny. And get out of my bed, you can go sleep on the spare now."
"But, Myvry-"
"I said out." She commanded, and felt the Orc slowly obey.
"What-?" Uzul sounded startled.
Myvryna rolled over, lazily opening her eyes. "What are you trying to...?"
A naked human man stood in her home, his back to Myvryna and one of his hands clamped over Uzul’s mouth. He was well built, his pale snow white skin stretched across graceful well defined muscled. Myvryna could see the tip of his foreskin dangling between his legs, just below his cute arse. Her breath caught at the site of him, but it wasn't fear. Why wasn't she afraid?
Uzul desperately struggled to gain his freedom, this man was restraining an Orc with only one hand! Uzul suddenly stopped thrashing about, and stared blankly at the intruder, who grunted. "You will not speak while I am here. You will sit in front of the door and not move from that spot until I leave." He ordered Uzul before releasing him, and Uzul obeyed mindlessly.
That voice, it was the Rookie! He turned to face her, and she saw those icy blue eyes of his. But how? Why? Why was he standing in her house naked? How had he gotten in here? What had he done to Uzul?
He came and sat on the side of her bed, Myvryna shrinking away. But it was strange, there was only a vague haze of fear in her mind, a fear that some part of her was telling her was foolish. She felt like she was in a fog, only she didn't know it, like there was something she should know but didn't. While on the other hand, her body ached at the sight of him, knowing something her mind couldn't quite pin down. What was going on?
He gave her an evil smile. "When I returned to the city, the Waterfront was swimming in guards. What is going on, Little Elf?"
The way he called her Little Elf sent a shiver down her spine. Why did the nick name feel like a caress? "Th-they're looking for Armand, they know he was involved with the theft of the Bust."
He nodded. "So Lex is looking to use this to do away with Armand, but Armand is nowhere to be seen, and neither is Methredhel. He, her and you are the only members in the Imperial City I know of. And you, little traitor, are the only one I can find. I think they know about you."
When he called her a traitor she froze, but the fear quickly ebbed. Why? Why was she so calm right now? She had been discovered, she should be panicking, coming up with an excuse, a denial, a reason. Not sitting here trying to keep her eyes from straying to his groin, to his flaccid cock that had grown a little longer every time she looked.
"What do you want?" Her voice was barely a whisper, laden with more hope than fear.
He leaned forward and kissed her, his cold lips and cold tongue at home in her mouth. She kissed him back fiercely, the fact he was so cold barely registered as strange to her. She leaned into him, pressing her breast against his chest, her hand slipping down to his slowly growing cock.
He broke the kiss, and she was horrified with herself. What in the world was going on? She looked up at his face, and his bemused grin at her utter confusion did not help.
He leaned in close, taking deep breaths of her scent. "Hmmm, I can't smell the Imperial anymore. Only traces of my own scent. And the barest hints of him." He said, turning to the Orc.
Uzul had tried to get off the ground, but just couldn't do it. He couldn't make his arse leave the cold floor, and he couldn't move his back off the wooden door. He had flailed about with his limbs, trying to find a motion that would work, but it was all in vain. He had framed his mouth to scream strings of curses at the intruder, but nothing had come out. Now he could only watch helplessly.
Myvryna turned back to the Rookie. "Why? How? What is going on? Why am I not afraid of you?"
He smiled at himself more than at her. "I see that this game is no use, it seems I only get to rape you once. Your mind may have forgotten, but your body's memory is far stronger. I may as well just let you in on the joke." He held her gaze, his icy blue eyes turning red, and her mind began to freeze over. This too failed to scare her, also being familiar. "Remember. Remember everything from the last time we two were in this shack. Remember it until I leave."
She blinked a few times, the memories washing back over her. Her initial shock and terror. How she was humiliated and violated. How his cold body had disgusted her. How she bit his tongue, than he drank her blood, and everything changed. How his soft warm skin felt against hers. How good his cock had been. How she dreaded him leaving.
She looked up at him, his fangs being displayed by that evil grin, and threw her arms around him. "You did come back." She muttered before kissing him, tracing the shape of his fangs with her tongue. She pressed her body even tighter against his, climbing into has lap. She broke the kiss, and began kissing her way down his neck, until her own was exposed to him. "You can, if you want."
She felt him press his cold lips against her flesh in a small kiss, than draw back. He whispered in her ear. "Not yet. Blood always tastes better in the throes of passion, right as you partner reaches their climax. Let's enjoy ourselves some more first." He moved them so that he lay atop her above the beds blanket, and began to kiss his way down her chest to her breasts.
Myvryna lay back and allowed herself to enjoy it this time. She realized how skilled he was with his mouth, deftly moving his mouth between her nipples as he licked and sucked, his hands ever massaging her flesh. The coldness of his touch didn't bother her at all, her body responded as strongly as if he were truly a warm living man. She tangled her legs with his, wanting there to be as much contact between them as possible, and reached her hands down to search for his cock. But his groin was out of her reach, she was only able to brush her fingertips against the tip of his head, something that frustrated her immensely. Last time she had wasted all the foreplay being terrified of him and his touch, now she didn't want to miss out on a single aspect of it, she wanted to be the one to arouse him.
She lifted his head from her breasts, kissing him again. She had not let herself properly appreciate his kiss while still cold last time, also too busy being disgusted by him and his coldness to truly asses him. His mouth was still sweet and inviting, but also had a slight sour taste, it wasn't unpleasant, just unusual. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer to her, feeling his cock already sticking into her thigh.
She rolled them over, kneeling above him. He grinned up at her, apparently likening her taking control. "What are you thinking, Little Elf?"
She began to kiss down his chest. "I'm thinking, kiss, that I, kiss, disappointed you, kiss, last time, kiss. I couldn't, kiss, take you, kiss, in my mouth, kiss. I'm going, kiss, to make it, kiss, up to you." Lower and lower she went, down his abdomen, until her lips found his pubic hair.
His arousal was still building, the head of his penis was only just beginning to peak from his foreskin, his shaft still having a long way to rise. She had never had her face or hands this close to a cock before, she had only ever had straight forward missionary position vaginal sex before last week, so she was going to have to make this up as she went. She pulled his foreskin back, placing her lips on his cold head, experimentally sliding her tongue along the tip. The taste tried to make her gag, unfortunately her gag reflex was strong, but she fought it off. She gently pushed her lips down over his head, than sliding back, doing this a few times while watching him. He closed his eyes and quietly moaned, she must be doing something right.
She took more and more of his cock into her mouth each time, feeling the spongy phallus become harder between her lips. She paused and just licked his head, now having her gag reflex under good control. He seemed to approve, but silently offered her advice as his hand came to rest upon hers. She was still holding his foreskin out of the way, and he repositioned her fingers so she was more firmly grasping his shaft, and moved her hand up and down. She got the idea instantly, and quickly moved her hand along his cold shaft while she licked his head. She heard him moan loudly in approval. She began to bob her mouth over his head again, stroking him as well this time. She forced more and more of him inside her mouth each time, she was determined to fit his entire cock. The first time he touched her throat, she had to fight her gag reflex all over again, but she would do this, she would win. On the next go his cold cock began to bend down her throat, but she still wasn't there. On this final try, she forced her head down until his hair tickled her nose, and her lips touch the cold skin of his groin. She had done it. She was gagging on his cock lodged in her throat, but she had done it. She slid up off him, and coughed a few times, forcing her body to do what she wanted instead.
He half sat up, firmly grabbing her head, and bringing her lips to his cock once more. She only opened her mouth, and he rammed her head down as hard as he could, impaling her face upon him, bringing his hips up to meet her. She was inclined to gag as he pushed his cold length down her throat again, but fought the instinct off, just in time for him to pull her up and drive her down again, and again, and again. She simply kept her mouth open, and her lips and tongue firmly pressed against his shaft. Eventually he stopped moving her head, and only thrusted his groin up into her face.
Myvryna had something else she wanted to try, and gently lay her hands atop his, pulling them free. She slid off his cock and licked her way down the shaft, lower into his hair, and down to his balls. The hair was an annoyance, but she wanted to see if he would like this, so she began to lick his cold balls, teasing them with her tongue and sucking upon them. She felt him fall backwards on the bed moaning, his hips writhing beneath her mouth. She grabbed his shaft and began stroking him again, focusing on one testicle before quickly switching to the other. He begun to buck under her touch, and she moved back to admire the fully erect length of his cock.
Just below his balls, she saw his anus, which gave her another idea. Last time he had said he had had male lovers, and that he had been penetrated by them. He made it sound like he had enjoyed anal sex, so maybe he would enjoy this to? She slowly kissed below his balls to his anus, letting her tongue dart across the tight fold of skin. Another soft moan escaped from him, and that was all the approval Myvryna needed. She licked his arse, running her tongue over the tightly closed hole, tracing its circle. She was still stroking his cock madly as she began to push her tongue inside, feeling his cold anus twitch around her. She pulled her tongue out, then slowly slid it back in, even further, which she did again and again. As far as she knew, vampires didn't shit, so she wasn't expecting to taste faeces, and so tried to push her tongue as far inside his cold bowls as she could.
"Ahhh! No more." He moaned, suddenly grabbing her head and forcing his cold cock into her mouth once more. He dragged her to a sitting position while he kneeled in front of her, savagely thrusting his pelvis into her face. Suddenly he buried himself in her as far as he could again, and thick cold loads of cum erupted from him. She couldn't fight her gag reflex this time, the taste of what back flowed into her mouth was just too revolting. Finally cum stopped spewing from him, and he slid out of her mouth.
His red eyes beamed down upon her, the points of his fangs made visibly by his lazy smile. "Well done, Little Elf, you're a fast learner. You almost made me cum when you were licking my arse, but I had already decided I wanted your mouth. "
She finally forced herself to swallow the last of his seed. "Did I make up for last time?"
He pulled her backup to the head of the bed, pulling her warm body in tightly against his cold one. "You more than made up for it." He kissed her long and hard, crushing her lips.
She pressed herself against him as hard as she could, wrapping her hips around one of his legs and rubbing herself against him. She could already feel an orgasm building.
He pulled away, leaving her to grope after him. "No, Little Elf, not like that. After what you just did for me, you deserve a much better reward." He trailed down her body, until he too had brought his mouth to her genitals.
He deeply inhaled, savoring the scent of her loins. His cold tongue flicked between her lips, passing directly over her clit, making her gasp. His tongue quickly flicked past her several times, each time sending a spasm through her. He slowly moved lower, his tongue coming to rest at her entrance, before it shot inside her. She was almost disappointed, his cold slick tongue inside her seemed like a waste, only his cock could satisfy her there, and his tongue was so much nicer around her clit. As if knowing her thoughts, his tongue suddenly returned to her clit, and began a more constant caress. Oh, Gods, that was it. He spread her lips wider with his hands, sucking her clit up between his lips to caress it inside his cold mouth. She could feel herself writhing at his touch, she didn't want this to ever stop. His fingers sank inside her dripping cunt, cold, and not nearly as thick as his cock. They quickly slipped out, and pressed against her anus.
"Yes, do it!" She called out, just as those fingers stabbed into her arse. The sudden pain was actually enough to distract her, but after she made herself calm down, made her muscles relax, those cold fingers caressing her sphincter were enough to bring her right to the edge.
She felt the orgasm about to crash into her, just as he released her clit, and put his cold lips on her thigh just below her groin. Her floodgates burst the instant his fangs sank into her flesh. And the orgasm kept coming, and coming. Each time his mouth moved to swallow, another torrent passed through her, the last and biggest arriving as he released her leg.
She lay there catching her breath, hot and sweaty after such an amazing experience. He climbed back up beside her, wrapping his now warm and rosily flushed body around hers. "I think our audience is jealous." He said, his once again blue eyes darting over the foot of the bed.
Myvryna fought her way up onto her elbows, her limbs a little weak from that huge orgasm. Still slouched in front of the door was Uzul, a vacant expression plastered across his face, and at least three loads worth of cum plastered across his chest and abdomen. He was still frantically rubbing his cock right now, staring just beside the two of them. Well, she had told him to go jerk off if he was horny, granted she hadn't expected to be giving him a show.
Myvryna collapsed back down to her vampire’s side. "Just ignore him. Thanks to you, it's not like he'll bother us. And this is just about us."
He grinned at her, his teeth still streaked with her blood. "Well then, Little Elf, what do you think, are we warmed up and ready for the main event?" She almost giggled when he said 'warmed up', it was a little too literal in his case.
She rolled into him, pressing herself against him. "Are you ready again so soon?" Her hand found his cock, and she was genuinely surprised to find his errection had not diminished in the slightest, he was still rock hard.
He leaned in closer to her, the smell of her blood on his breath still made her queasy. "The real question is, are you?"
She absently ran her hand along his shaft, still moist with her saliva. "Do you think you can top just then? Or last time?"
He rolled on top of her, and rubbed his head between her soaking wet lips. "Little elf, every time will always be better than the last, that is simply how a mortals memory works." He used his head to trace the line between her cunt and her anus, moving back and forward between the two. "Now than, where shall we begin? In here." He began to poke inside her cunt, but withdrew. "Or here" He pressed against her anus, slowly sinking inside.
Myvryna wrapped her legs around him, reveling in his warmth, but at the same time missing his cold. "I don't care, just fuck me! Cum wherever you want, and fuck me senseless!"
The head of his cock had already sank into her arse, and now the rest of the shaft was forcefully pushed inside her, making her jump. She wrapped her arms around his neck, wanting him to comfort her through the initial pain.
He pushed her back down on the bed, bending her in half so her arse pointed up into the air. He bent her legs back along her body, and squatted behind her, ramming his cock into her arse now that he had her in a prime position. "Yes, just like that. Stick your arse out as much as you can."
She wanted to please him. She tried to pull her legs in tighter, to get more of her back up off the bed. There was a lot of friction, but he was dragging himself in and out without notice. She ran her fingers between her soaking lips, trying to spread some of her juices around her anus and along his shaft. The friction eased, and she softly moaned as his hot pulsing cock began to feel good.
Subconsciously, her hands began to caress her own breasts, her breathing slowly becoming shallower. But it wasn't enough, she wanted more. Her hands moved along her body to her groin, her fingers struggling to squeeze past her tightly pressed together legs. She could only just flick her clit from her position, not wanting to move her hands around her legs and possible get in his way.
He smiled down at her vain attempts to further stimulate herself. "Do you want more, Little Elf?" He asked sliding one of his fingers between her lips that were perfectly exposed to him.
She moaned. "Yes, more, I want to cum again and again tonight." Her own fruitless hands fell away, grabbing handfuls of the blanket under her.
He toyed with her entrance, using two fingers the stretch her open and letting her go. "Are you saying my cock in your arse is not enough?" He said with a small evil grin, and began to slide out of her anus.
Her hands shot up to grab his hips. "NO! Stay there. I want it there. Fuck me there." She pulled him back against her with all her strength, but could not move him.
All four of his fingers dove inside, her cunt pliantly accepting them. "Are you sure you don't want it here instead?"
"Yes! No! ... I don't know ... I want you everywhere." She moaned out. Her cunt was aching to be fucked, but she couldn't stand to lose the hot cock from her arse. Her body was one big mess of desire and arousal, she was so confused by these conflicting desires that she herself didn't know what she wanted.
He slid the last of his cock from her arse and shoved his thumb in its place, move it against the fingers still sheathed in her cunt, rubbing the flesh between them.
Myvryna moaned loudly. Gods, that felt incredible, feeling two things rubbing against one another through her was amazing.
"Do like this, Little Elf?"
"Yes!" She did her best not to scream it, some distant part of her mind remembering that the Waterfront was crawling with guards, and that he shouldn't be found here for both their sakes.
"Well then, Little Elf, how about we extend an invitation?"
Myvryna did her best to clear her mind and make sense of what he said. She opened her eyes and looked up at him, he was looking back over his shoulder towards the door... Uzul? He wanted to invite Uzul to...?
He looked back down at her, already little more than a writhing panting mess around his hand. "I think we should." He released her, getting off the bed.
Myvryna fell in heap as his body that had been holding her in position moved away. No! Come back! She wanted to scream, but the words couldn't fight their way past her mouth.
He squatted down in front of Uzul, his hard cock sticking out, Uzul releasing his own cock and vainly trying to retreat. The Orc felt terror well inside him as the strange man just looked up and down him, his eyes lingering uncomfortably long on his cock. The strangers blue eyes locked to his, and again he felt his mind haze over. "You may speak, but not loudly. You may move, but are not to leave. You may join us, but will obey everything that Myvryna tells you." He stood and went back to the bed.
Out of reflex, Uzul went to mutter "By the Nine." and was astounded when the words left his lips. He could speak again? Was that all? He planted his hands on the ground and pushed off for all he was worth, the force nearly making him fall over again as he found himself upon his feet. He was so utterly confused.
Myvryna groaned. "Why let him move around?" She had scrambled to her knees, and had wrapped her arms around the intruder’s chest as stood beside the bed.
He tilted her head back, giving her a quick kiss. "Because for someone as insatiable as you are this evening, two is better than one."
He grabbed her, pulling her atop him as he fell onto the bed. She was straddled across his abdomen, his hard length pressing firmly against her cheeks. Barely thinking, she scooted further down, her hand wrapping around his cock and shoving it into her first hole it found, which happened to be her cunt. The ache there wrapped around him, begging the hard length to relieve it. She began to move herself up and down atop him, slowly at first, enjoying having control over the movement.
He grabbed her arms and pulled her down, pressing her against his chest. "You're doing well, keep moving." She did as she was told, realizing it was better being this close to him, with more contact between their skin.
His hands firmly cupped her bottom, almost massaging her cheeks as though they were her breasts. Then he spread them wide. "This is all yours." He rumbled.
Myvryna was confused, about to ask what he had meant.
The bed shook violently. A hot sweaty hand was planted upon her back, pushing down hard. Something hard and stiff was pressed against her anus, than shoved inside her, making her cry out in surprise.
She did her best to see what was going on, and saw Uzul. That Orc had such nerve! She was about to bark at him to piss off, when he began to fuck her arse like a madman.
Oh, Gods, that was good. His cock was slick from his own cum, if a little sticky, and enough of her own juice was still there to do the trick. She wanted to move her hips up and down again, but Uzul’s assault on her arse had her able to do little more than simply take it. Her vampire, seeming to understand this, began to slowly move up and down under her, his far more reserved pace in stark contrast to Uzul. "Mmmnnn, yes, keep going, faster." She moaned into her vampire’s chest. She lay between them, the Orcs boiling and cum splattered body pressing her down against her warm vampire, thoroughly enjoying having two cock inside her. Why hadn't she ever thought of this before? Those two hard lengths rubbing against one another through her were wonderful. The ache in her groin became stronger, and she felt another orgasm almost upon her.
Uzul fucked her arse mindlessly, the vampire thinking I would be surprised if the Orc lasted more than a few minutes. He pushed up into her with as much speed and force as he could, enjoying the sudden gasp that broke through her constant moans. "Is this better, Little Elf? Is this what you had been wanting?"
"Yes! More! I want to cum right now! Fuck me you Bastards!" She shouted out loudly. Too loudly.
There was a knock at the door, the muffled voice of a Watchmen could be heard. "Is there a problem? We heard shouting?"
Myvryna could hardly care if they were found out. "Y-yes." She screamed, her entire lower body beginning to clench as she teetered on the edge. But the cock in her cunt and the body under her suddenly evaporated.
The door to her shack was knocked in, three Watchmen rushing in shouting "Halt!"
She felt Uzul give a few final thrusts, hot cum filled her arse, and he collapsed atop her in a panting mess. But she wasn't done yet! She fought her way out from under him and hit him. "You lousy Orc! I wasn't there yet! By the Gods, you're useless." She turned away from him in disgust, and realized that three perplexed Watchmen were staring at her naked body.
"Uh, begging your pardon Miss." One of them said, all quickly averting their eyes. "We heard raised voices, and what sounded like a struggle. When we asked if there was a problem, we thought we heard someone call out to us."
Myvryna felt her cheeks beginning to burn, and it had nothing to do with why the rest of her felt flushed. But to her own surprise, she stared down the embarrassed Watchmen, and spoke with far more ease than she could have expected. "Sorry for the confusion, but unless you can arrest him for being a disappointment as a lover." She kneed Uzul's leg, hanging limply from the side of the bed as the Orc continued to breathe heavily. "I don't require your help. Good night." She said, waiting for them to leave.
The three were quickly backing out of her door. "Right, sorry miss. You have a good night." The guard’s eyes darted between the Orc and Dunmer, and his cheeks burned bright red as he realized what he had just said. The door closed, and they were gone.
Myvryna stared at the hulking green lump on her bed. "Useless fucking... wait." She frantically peered around her shack, only just realizing that there was one to few bodies on her bed. Where had her vampire gone? The guards hadn't seen him, and she can vaguely remember falling a short distance onto her bed just before Uzul cumming distracted her. He must still be here, somewhere, or she wouldn’t be able to remember him. "Where are you?" She breathed to herself.
A mist floated down from the roof, wrapping around her. Myvryna was so utterly confused right now. Than the cool mist began to feel more solid around her, warming. Suddenly the mist was a body, embracing her from behind. "You need to learn some self-control, Little Elf."
She swiveled around, wrapped her arms around his chest. "How in Oblivion did you do that?"
He stroked her head, running his fingers through her loose hair. "It's an ability I developed after a few hundred years. How do you think I got in here tonight?" He said grinning at her unlit fire place.
Myvryna jumped up, wrapping her legs as high up around his waist as she could reach, pressing her face against his. "Uzul left me wanting. Fuck me, hard."
She kissed him again, until he broke it off to heavily breathe. "That was inconsiderate of him. I will have to teach him a lesson when I'm done with you." He kissed her again, crushing her lips.
His fangs were begging to appear again, as she ran her tongue down one, she felt it grow. His cock was being pressed between them, despite jumping up as high as she could, she was not able to get her hips above his. She wrapped her fingers around him, rubbing him while she clung to him and enjoyed the deep kiss. She broke away long enough to breath. "I want you to cum inside me. I want to feel your seed spilling into my womb."
He smiled as she pressed her lips back to his, but he pulled away to ask. "And becoming pregnant doesn't concern you now?"
She vigorously shook her head, pressing her chest closer to his, wiggling her hips as she clung to him and worked his shaft. "I shouldn't fall pregnant, I'll bleed in a few days, I shouldn't be fertile right now. Last time I would have been fertile, which is why I wasn't going to risk it." She began to kiss his jaw, than down his neck, going as low as she could while still clinging to him.
"Hmm, how well you must know your body. Well then, if you're sure." His hands cupped her arse, lifting her up above his waist. The hand working his shaft guided his cock to her entrance, still stroking him. But he held her there, the head of his cock only resting between her soaking lips. She tried to fight her way down, to get him back inside her, but as always, was helpless and at his mercy. He grinned at the desperate face she made. "What do we say, Little Elf?"
"Please, fuck me hard. Fuck me until we cum. Fill me with you seed. Please!" She squirmed more. He gave her a final grin, then slammed her down as he thrusted his hips up to meet hers. "Ooohhh." The penetration was almost enough to make her cum, her body had been so thoroughly stimulated tonight that she was extra sensitive. She wrapped her arms around his broad chest, tightening her legs, and rested her head against his shoulder.
He pulled his hips back and lifted her up again, than let her fall down as he thrusted once more. He did it again and again and again, bouncing her over him. He wasn't going very hard or fast, only doing enough to tease her, so Myvryna began to move her own hips up and down as fast as she could.
Her back was pressed against the wooden walls of her shack, making it harder for her to move. Not that it mattered, he was pushing into her very quickly now, making the ache return to her groin with full force. She arched her back against the wall, trying to angle her cunt to let more of him inside her. "Uh, almost, a little more." She moaned into his shoulder, feeling him press his own mouth to her neck.
Suddenly his fangs sank into her flesh, and a spasm ripped through her, so violent it made her entire body contort around him. It wasn't long before her spasms and clenching proved too much for him, and she felt his hot thick cum spill into her, filling her womb just as she had wanted. The warmth of her orgasm washed through her, leaving her flushed and panting as he removed his fangs. She pushed his head back against her skin. "Take more if you want, you barely even swallowed, you deserve more."
He pulled back, the final warm spurt from his penis entering her. "No, Little Elf. I drank my fill of your blood before. You will already find it hard to leave bed tomorrow, the desire for water and salty foods will most likely be the only think that makes you fight against the fatigue. Just this little taste will do." He gave her a light kiss, leaving her own lips stained red with her blood.
She ran her tongue over her lips, the metallic taste turning her stomach. She wondered what blood tasted like to him. "What do I taste like?" She breathed, barely able to believe she had found the nerve to ask.
He grinned at her, his teeth still streaked red. "Like a Dunmer woman, with hot passion sweetening the flavor, and the hints of recently removed poverty and malnourishment as undertones."
"But, none of that makes sense to me. When I taste blood I taste metal and salt. How is it different for you? What makes it taste good to you?"
His chest rumbled against hers as he chuckled. "It tastes the same to me, Little Elf. Only the taste that made my human body want to vomit, this body hungers for. When we say blood tastes sweet, we do not mean like fruit, but more in the same way you would say revenge tastes sweet, it is the simplest way to describe the incredible feeling that floods my body as I drink. If you were hoping I would say you tasted like strawberries, dream on."
The body that pressed her into the wall was starting to feel cool to her touch, she could swear his temperature had dropped a few degrees, or perhaps she was so warm and flushed it only seemed that way to her. He lifted her off his cock and set her back on the ground, Myvryna unable to believe her eyes. "You're still hard?"
He glanced over to the bed beside them, to the green lump of flesh that was now snoring loudly. "I still need to teach him a lesson for disappointing you. Blood filled with pain and humiliation is almost as good as passion."
Myvryna stepped in front of him, unable to meet his eyes. "You won't hurt him, will you?"
He tilted her chin back and grinned. "Not much more than I hurt you. Now just enjoy the show, and feel free to offer requests."
Uzul was dreaming pleasantly, replaying the evening again and again. His mind skipped over the first part, the confusion of the sudden intruder and his inability to speak or move, happily focusing on what happened after the intruder spoke to him again. Watching him and Myvryna screw had made him so incredibly horney, and nothing more so than when he twisted her up and began to fuck her arse. He had never seen Myvryna like that before, never seen her begging to be fucked harder. And once he could move again, rational thought eluded him, he was stuck in a murk of terror and desire. But when Myvryna lay atop the strange man, and he spread her cheeks wide, revealing her still gaping arse, the desire obliterated his terror. All he could think about was fucking her arse, as he had just seen done, and by the Gods, was it good. Her arse was tighter and warmer than her cunt, and the urgency of his desire didn't give him time to notice how dry it was. His mind kept swimming around how good her arse was, how he could feel the strangers cock moving inside her cunt, how he couldn't believe he hadn't tried this before. He had been so satisfied and spent after he came, that he could barely remember Myvryna being cross with him before he drifted off.
-*- if you don't want to read M/M rape, skip ahead until you see a note like this again -*-
Uzul startled awake as cool hands pulled his arse into the air. "What in the- UH! Stop!" His words coming out as a grunt. He fought for his freedom as something hard and lukewarm was being pressed into his anus, a hard thrust every few seconds burying it deeper inside him.
He twisted around to see the intruder, one hand firmly holding his hips in place while the other guided the man’s cock into the Orc’s anus. Dear Malacath, no, this couldn't be happening. He must still be asleep, his dream turning into a nightmare. But the pain shooting up his back was too strong for this to be a dream. He felt the man’s hips touch his cheeks, humiliation and rage frothing away inside him.
He desperately tried to pry free of the man, but his hold was a strong as steel. "Let me go, bastard!" He had intended to shout, but the words came out at a normal volume. Fear began to permeate his rage. No human should be able to so easily overpower an Orc, normally it took the beefiest Nord pitted against a scrawny Orc for it to even be possible. But this man with his flat muscles seemed to not even notice his struggles.
The intruder moved his hips a few times, his cock rubbing and dragging upon Uzul's insides was painful, the thought making him feel sick. "Myvryna, could you come here a moment." The man said.
Myvryna? Oh dear Gods, what had he done to her? Uzul twisted to find her. She walked up to the intruder eagerly. Her face was still flush from all the fucking, her body glistening with sweat. The sight of her looking like that made Uzul’s cock begin to harden again, despite the situation. "Myvryna! Run, get help!" Again what he intended to shout came out as only spoken words. Why couldn't he raise his voice?
She glanced down at him, amusement clear upon her face, then wrapped herself around the man violating Uzul. "Yes?'
The man pulled his cock from Uzul’s arse, the relief being instant, though leaving a sore tender throbbing behind. Still firmly holding Uzul by the hips, his free hand dipped between Myvryna's legs, his fingers emerging with a glistening coating of her own juices, with a slight milky tinge, which he rubbed against his cock.
Had that bastard came inside her? Why was she doing what he said? Why was this happening at all? Uzul couldn't understand what was going on. He clawed at the bed under him, trying to drag himself free of the man’s grasp. His fingers dipped into Myvryna again, and again, until his cock was practically dripping. But his fingers went back to her, and were this time placed against Uzul’s arse.
"No! Don't you dare you bastar- AH!" The slicked fingers went inside him, traveling between Myvryna’s cunt and his arse several times, until they could no longer add to the wetness.
The intruder turned and kissed Myvryna. "Thank you, Little Elf." Than without warning, began to work his cock back into Uzul’s anus.
"UH! Stop! Let me go!" How he wished he could scream instead of only speak. His arse was still throbbing and tender from the first time he forced into him, and now it only hurt more. One small consolation was that he no longer dragged against the walls of his rectum, which somehow only made Uzul feel even further disgraced.
The intruder had buried his entire length in Uzul’s arse again, and began to experimentally rock back and forward. "You sick fuck! Let me go! I'm going to beat you bloody!"
He saw Myvryna stifle giggles, and his assailant only gave him an evil smile. He began to brutally crash his hips against Uzul, sending spasms of pain tearing through the Orc, reducing him to a gasping mess. "I'm sorry, what did you say? Something about an apology?"
Uzul fought against the pain as best he could, forcing out the grunted words. "What fucking apology! I'm going to make you sorry your whor of a mother ever pushed you into this world!"
The intruder 'tsk'ed at him, shaking his head. One of his cooling hands closed around Uzul’s balls, squeezing them. It was pleasant at first, which only disgusted the Orc further, but he kept squeezing harder and harder, until Uzul was holding in screams of pain, burying his scrunched up face into the now very soiled blanket. "The apology was to Myvryna. A real man always satisfies his woman before himself. As common curtesy says, ladies first." He released his balls, and Uzul gasped in breaths.
"What the fuck are you talking...?" His one open eye trailed to Myvryna, standing there enjoying this show.
She satisfactorily glared down at him. "You had the gall to shove our cock in my arse, came just when I was on the edge of a huge orgasm, and didn't have the decency to let me finish too."
Uzul worked to unclench his face, he refused to let the pain and disgrace show through, since that was clearly their intent. "So what! In the bedroom, women exist to please men, not the other way around!" He didn't know how much longer he could take this, it felt like his arse was being ripped apart. He knows he felt something tear a moment ago, a new slippery layer was forming between him and that disgusting cock inside him.
The vampire had been spreading Uzul’s cheeks, finding the Orcs pitiful attempts to defy him amusing. Looking down at his pale cock sliding in and out of the Orcs green arse, there was a tinge of red. He couldn't help but smile, he had torn some part of the Orc, and he was now bleeding onto him, further lubricating him.
Uzul’s words infuriated Myvryna. She slapped him as hard as she could, not wanting to cut her knuckles on his tusks if she punched. "Uzul, you fucking pig! And no, I don't mean Orc in a bad way, you're just a perverted pig! What have the last few months of courting meant to you than!"
He fought the urge to cringe as that cock was being forced into him harder and faster, the now almost cool length inside him hurting more with each movement. "Once we were married, I wouldn't have to put up with your 'I'm not in the mood' bullshit. You’re no Orc, so if you married me I could just fuck you whenever I wanted, however I wanted, as our custom dictates. The only reason you ever got to come was because you let me fuck you so rarely that I wanted to make it last as long as I could!" He said defiantly, trying to fight his way up.
Which his rapist had no issue with. He grabbed the ponytail atop Uzul's head and pulled him up, turning his face around to watch, causing the Orc to cry out in startlement and pain. It was harder to fuck him like this, but he was done with his arse now. He ripped his blood stained cock from the Orc, letting himself explode up his back, covering him in his cum. The look of rage and disgrace upon his face was priceless, there was only one thing left to complete this.
-*- if you didn't want to read M/M rape, it's over now, start reading again -*-
The moment he let the Orc go, he clambered to his feet as fast as he could, but signs of his tender arse were obvious. "You fucking freak, I'm going to kill you." He grunted, right before swinging at his assailant.
Who caught his fist and grinned at him, showing his fangs. The Orcs face quickly paled, his lips quivering as he framed inaudible words. He let his eyes turn red again, right before he bit the Orc. Just as he had expected, he tasted of fear and defeat and rage and pain, his blood being almost as sweet as Myvryna's.
Myvryna. His eyes lazily darted to her as she watched, her clear amusement of Uzul’s punishment was almost obliterated by the longing plastered across her face. The woman wished that she was the one in his grasp, that his fangs were in her flesh instead. He wanted to smile. It seems the few drops of his blood that she had swallowed had been all it took to make her his thrall. He almost regretted it, the fact that last time she had bitten him while he kissed her and done this to herself, she had been so much fun to rape before he bit her, and sealed the enthrallment.
He finally let go of the Orc, having taken even more blood from him than he had from Myvryna. He collapsed to the floor, not having the strength to stand. He would be an aching, tired, thirsty mess in the morning.
Myvryna stepped in close to him, watching as his cock finally softened. "When will you be back?" She laid her head against his chest.
He picked her up, and set her down on her soiled bed. He kissed her forehead, leaving a bloody impression of his lips behind. "Soon, I imagine. I need to find someone else from the guild so I can get rid of the Bust. I have it safely stashed for now, but all these Watchmen are making me nervous."
"Why do you work for the guild? I thought the Dark Brotherhood would be better suited to someone like you." She grabbed him, dragging him down to lay beside her, which he allowed.
"For something to do, mostly. My gifts may suit an assassin, but they also greatly benefit a thief. And for access to fences, the guild has a monopoly on the trafficking of almost all stolen goods, it's impossible to find a descent fence who will buy from non-members." His hand rested against her breasts, enjoying the softness of them while they cuddled.
Uzul couldn't believe what had just happened, or what he was hearing. This guy was a vampire! He had just assaulted him! And what was Myvryna doing? Talking with him like the two were long time lovers! Uzul slowly began to pull himself upright, the two quietly watching.
He stood there drunkenly, the room spinning and his balance unsteady. "You, monster. Get away from her." He went to swing again, only he fell on top of them.
The vampire caught him, sighing. He glanced back over at Myvryna. "You told him to sleep in the spare bed, right?" She nodded, and he turned his attention back to the Orc, jerking his head up to make eye contact. "You will go over to that bed and fall deep asleep. When you wake up, you will not remember that I was ever here, you will not remember fucking Myvryna in the arse, or being fucked in the arse yourself." He let him go, watching as the Orc mechanically did as he was told.
Myvryna wrapped her arms around him from behind, begging him to lye back down with her. "Do you really think Armand and the others know about me?"
He returned to her side. "It is hard to be certain. I only know that the others are not here in the Waterfront, only you. Which leads me to believe that you were excluded from whatever they are planning for a purpose. We shall see."
She leant her head against his shoulder. "If they already knew, I wonder why they haven't run me out. Maybe Armand is waiting for the right time to confront me, and blackmail me into spying on Lex for him."
"Perhaps, or perhaps Armand has other plans. Perhaps he intends to feed you false information to humiliate Lex with. Or is going to make an example of you when the time is right. Perhaps he knows nothing, and it is mere coincidence that you were not involved in their plan. Who knows?"
"I wonder what Lex would do if he found out I had been compromised. I doubt that he would let me continue under his employ, a spy is worthless if every knows she is a spy. He might send me to one of the other cities, making me change my name and pose as someone else, and have me try to infiltrate the guild all over again. But I think it's more likely he'll just abandon me, and leave me to be dealt with by the guild and Waterfronters. They'll run me out of the Imperial City with just the clothes on my back."
"Where do you think you'll go if that happens? Do you have any family nearby?"
She shook her head, liking how her hair rubbed against him. "No, they're all even poorer than me, living in squalor back in Morrowind. I would die before I went back to that life, being poor there is even more retched there than it is here. I guess I would go to Cheydinhal, plenty of other Dunmer there. Or maybe Anvil, get as far from this City and the guild as I could. The only Guild members I only know of there are a bum who can forge anything, and a fence who works in the castle. Not exactly high up members."
He leant close to her face, his hot breath had the faintest hint of blood still on it. "So, Anvil then?"
"Would you come find me there, if I had to leave?" She desperately hoped he would say yes.
"I would find you anywhere, Little Elf. You belong to me, until the day you die." She loved the way he said that, she felt loved and desired when he said that.
"Please, don't make me forget. Let me remember you, let me remember this. I won't expose you, or us, I promise. Just don’t make me forget."
He pressed his lips to her head again, tasting the Orcs drying blood from where he kissed her before. "You know I can't. People will see the change in you instantly, you will give us away whether you mean to or not."
"Please, don't make me forget again." She felt tears sting her eyes.
"A compromise, than." He said, shifting to look at her properly, holding her gaze. "You will not remember our encounters in this shack while in the company of others, nor will you remember any following encounters we share while you have all your memory. When you are alone, and your thoughts wander to me, you will remember everything, but you will not be able to speak of it aloud, to write anything about us down, or to record your memories of us in any other way. You will keep the memories until the next time you sleep, until your mind wanders to something else, or until you are no longer alone. My presence will also be enough to make you forget again. However, when you see me for what I am you will remember everything, even if we are in the presence of others, you will remember until we again part ways." He still held her gaze, but she could feel his control on her mind fading. "Will that do, Little Elf?"
She leant forward, touching her forehead to his. "Thank you." The tears leaked from her eyes. It wasn't much, and she had a lot of rules to follow, but when she was alone and her thoughts strayed to him, as had happened countless times in the last week, she would remember. She wouldn't be left wondering why she kept thinking of the guilds newest rookie, nor why her crotched ached when she imagined his evil smile. She could remember, and understand why she was yearning for his touch. "Thank you. How much longer can you stay?"
"Until you fall asleep. I can waste another fifteen minutes or so before I go looking for Armand and Methredhel."
Myvryna suddenly realized that indeed, she was exhausted. All the fucking she had done and all the blood she had lost were now catching up with her. She grabbed her woolen blanket, once her favorite possession, now covered with Uzul’s cum and her juices. She threw it over her lover as well, despite him only being half on the bed to begin with. As her head touched the pillow, she knew she would be asleep soon, she should have stayed sitting up so they could talk longer. She managed to say. "I almost wish I was exposed, so I could leave the city and not have to pretend anymore. My heart hasn't been in it since the night you raped me."
He gave her a light kiss. "If that happens, Little Elf, you can live in one of my homes, in any city you wish. I will even let you remember everything while inside my home."
Sleep clawed at her, she only half heard his words. "That, sounds nice. With you, in any city." She smiled to herself, and sleep claimed her.
�@
When Myvryna woke up late that morning, Uzul had snuck back into her bad. And she could have killed him. Her favorite blanket was covered with his cum, her back all sticky from it too. She had screamed and yelled at him, but surprisingly none of the Watch came to investigate. He had pleaded that he felt ill when she kicked him out the door, throwing his pants out after him. He had been spouting some nonsense about his arse aching, and being tired and thirsty, but she didn't give a damn. Once he was gone, she went about cleaning herself up, and trying to salvage her blanket, then her own fatigue rolled into her. She felt like she had spent the entire night drinking like a fish, which with the way she was constantly gulping down water, she felt like one.
She didn't leave her shack all day, memories of the previous night flooding back to her between brief naps. Late in the afternoon, when was quietly dozing siting at her table, her door opened. A silent figure crept across the small space to her cupboard, hid something inside it, gave her an almost pitying glance, than crept back out. Minutes later she startled awake as there was a loud knocking upon her door, and Lex's voice informed her he was coming in.
She stood quickly, making sure her clothes were on straight and her hair was still up, then opened the door for him. He entered, being trailed by that damn Rookie who was sent to steal the bust. So he was back, but what was he doing here?
He smiled at her evilly, causing a surge of fury to flare through her. But there was something else, just below the surface of her conscious mind, that made her cheeks flush instead. Than his smiled turned to a sigh, his blue eyes turned apologetic, and he slightly bowed his head. What in the world was going on?
While the two had been making faces at one another, Lex had marched over to her cupboard and opened it. He muttered something that she didn't hear, until he addressed her directly. "This citizen is accusing you of stealing the bust of Llathasa from Cheydinhal. I even found the bust in your cabinet. What do you have to say?"

Any Elder Scrolls fans know what heppens next. And no, I'm telling if you're not familiar with the game, go play it for yourself if you want your suspicions confirmed (...or maybe wait for chapter three, no promies).
Again, please rate/comment if you enjoyed. Or let me know if you think I write like a five year old and should never attempt fiction ever again. Either's cool.
Hope you enjoyed reading this at least as much as i enjoyed writing it.
- 1
- 2
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

Spy in the Guild