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Sins of the Dovahkiin	By : vivalavioletta Category: +A through F > Elder Scrolls - Skyrim Views: 5834 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“I saw you spitting on the Captain’s body.”
“I know you did.”
“Why?”
“Shh, your sister…”
“Why?” He insisted, breathing his voice to her ear.
“You’re invading my personal space.” She hissed, but that only made him laugh.
“Don’t be scared of me. You’re off to Whiterun tomorrow and probably will never see me again, unless you join the Stormcloaks.” He paused. “And I hope you do.”
“Why do you wish such thing?”
“You’re strong, and… I saw you spitting on the Captain’s body. From that moment I knew I could trust you.
“You trust people too easily.”
“It’s hard for me not want to trust you, lass.”
“What kind of assumption was that?” That was a defensive question. Slava felt his provocative look on her, on her breasts, on her legs, on her curves… Ralof was craving her and she wasn’t sure she liked it.
“It’s the truth.” He whispered to her, pulling her closer and squeezing her leg with his hand. Their foreheads touched and Slava almost gave in. Fortunately she came to her senses and pushed him back in time. “Go. You need your beauty sleep.” She whispered.
“No, I don’t. I need something else. Someone else.” His other hand cupped her cheek.
“You didn’t try to hit on me while we were running away from Helgen. Why now?”
“Didn’t want to scare you off, lass.”
“I don’t want to do anything that I might later regret. Too many things have been happening lately.”
“Nobody has to know. You will only do it again if you wish. I am not forcing you.”
“You’re manipulating me.”
“And you are enjoying every second of it because you love to feel powerful and wanted.”
“You don’t know me. Don’t make such assumptions.” She resisted him. Or tried to.
“Let me know you, then.”
He kissed her and this time she wasn’t able to stop it. Bedrolls could be dangerous when put too close. Slava and Ralof had something in common – they had been alone for too long and were both slightly drunk thanks to Gerdur’s Nord Mead. She had found the man attractive, well, who wouldn’t? But she never imagined doing anything with him. “I am not comfortable with doing this with your family so close. They could wake up at any moment, they…” He shut her up with another passionate kiss, this time slipping his tongue in her mouth. Slava groaned a bit before pulling back. “I’m serious Ralof. Not here.” She insisted.
“Where?” he asked, kissing her neck. “Wait, I know. I have the key to a friend’s house. He’s a Stormcloak and he’s not here.”
“Your sister would miss us…”
“Oh, she noticed that I was into you. She knows me quite well. Besides she liked you and certainly won’t judge us.” Ralof reassured her with a last kiss on her lips.
Slava sighed. She didn’t want to be easy, but she was starting to want Ralof. He was at least five to seven years older than her and they barely knew each other, but they had already gone through a lot together. Then she reminded herself - they were supposed to be dead now; maybe she should start enjoying her life a bit more whenever she could.
“What are we waiting for, then?” She smirked.
Sneaking out in the night always made her feel like a teenager. She had someone back in the Fighter’s Guild, but he was eaten by trolls a year ago and Slava had been alone since then. The man gripped her hand while they walked to his friend’s house, Ralof did want her badly. Her craved her warmth, her luscious lips, her soft touch… Slava wanted to feel the same way about him, yet everything was happening so fast – not only sleeping with him, it was also the Thalmor issue, her dead family, her interrupted execution and much more.
Yet life was for the living, wasn’t it? And Slava was alive. It was time to start enjoying it.
Once inside the house, she made an effort to put all that behind. They devoured each other with kisses making her let out soft moans. “Not so calm now, aren’t you lass?” He teased her; Slava smirked to him and made Ralof lay on the bed, positioning herself on top of him. Their made-out session continued and seemed to get better and better. His hands started to explore her body, Slava felt him grasping her buttcheeks before assaulting her breasts and thighs. That man definitely knew how to provoke a woman, he knew how hard he should touch her, where and when. Slava found her revenge when nibbling on his lower lip, she soon found his erection right beneath her butt. She positioned herself in a way where she could easily push her body to his, and eventually feeling his erection.
“You’re the one who should calm down, soldier. We don’t want this to be over soon, right?” She said while taking his shirt off, revealing his well-defined muscles. “Would you believe me if I told you that I haven’t felt a woman’s warmth since the beginning of this war? I am up for a second and third round, if you can handle that much.” Ralof suggested, smiling mischievously.
“You men are so weak. You get hungry so easily.” Slava teased him while gently biting a nipple and making him shudder. “Don’t provoke me, Slava, you will regret it.” He warned while grasping her butt with both of his hands. “As long as it’s the good kind of regret.” She smirked to Ralof and slipped her hands in his pants, grabbing his erection and starting to stroke it. Slava soon got it out of his pants and started to give short and quick licks to tease him. Ralof went stiff for a moment and moved her hair out of the way, it didn’t take long for her to put it all in her mouth and started to roll her tongue against it. It took Ralof by surprise. He groaned and started to push up his hips to her, making her kept licking and sucking him. His blue gaze was full of frenzy while he enjoyed that alluring view. “You have quite a mouth…” Ralof gasped while arching his back a bit, Slava smirked before taking him in her mouth again, this time deep throating him. Ralof moaned and watched her again, his thirst for her grew even stronger when he saw Slava taking it out and watching a few drops of saliva land on his cock after she licked her lips.
Then, his warning became true. Ralof abruptly got on top of her and took her shirt off, revealing her bare breasts. He grabbed them and took one in his mouth, sucking on her nipple and nibbling on it. Slava arched her back and tried to get him rid of his pants. “Shh, not yet.” He pushed her hands away, undressing her instead. When Slava was completely naked he made her suck on his fingers before slipping them inside her, making her even wetter. Ralof started to look for that special spot but before he left her breasts and started licking her folds. She gasped and began to moan softly, wrapping her legs around his neck. He watched her expression of pleasure and kept devouring her in a more ravish way. Slava started to moan louder as he hit the spot with her fingers. “Stop… I’m going to… Oh, stop…” She cried to him, but that wasn’t what she really wanted. Slava wanted to feel some kind of release after what she had been through. Ralof knew he was doing a good job so he didn’t stop, his aim was to make her come and she was almost there. Slava gripped his hair while hitting her peak; she arched her back and moaned loudly. The Nord was sure that Ralof was no amateur and certainly know what he was doing.
“I warned you.” He breathed, pushing himself in and giving her no time to rest. “But you don’t seem to regret anything, huh?” He whispered to her ear. “I don’t.” She breathed and kissed his lips while he was rocking his hips against hers. Ralof was large in everything, the way he touched her made her feel good and jubilant. He also made her feel controlled by him, which was something that normally she wouldn’t like, but Ralof was one of the few men that could do it right and Slava knew how to appreciate that.
He began to thrust harder. Slava’s fingers gripped the sheets while feeling him deeper and deeper, his breath was also heavier than before. Their lips met, his hands were now on her breasts and squeezed them tight. Slava lifted her legs and put them on his shoulders to ease his task, his hands left her breasts and shifted to her butt, helping him to rock his hips against hers. It didn’t take long for both of them to come. Slava felt Ralof’s warmth inside her, she was trembling and almost out of air when they finished. Ralof kissed her gently one last time before collapsing next to her. Both of them still wanted each other, but were also completely exhausted, Ralof held her from behind and she made herself comfortable in his arms. It took them less than a minute to fall in a deep sleep.
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