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"What did I tell you the last time you stole something?"
I sighed, "You said I'd go to jail. And what did I tell you when you told me to stop stealing?"
The Jarl frowned, "You said, and I quote, 'I'm going to steal again and there's nothing any of you can do to stop me', then you tripped on your way out. I remember. Listen, I'm not one for beating around the bush. I know you'll escape, so I won't send you to jail." He looked around, grinning at me, "You'll be under Irileth's watch."
I looked to the woman he was speaking of, looking her up and down. I let out a whistle, "Is this an award for stealing or...?"
Irileth put a hand on her sword, not moving it from it's sheath, "I promise you, there will be no reward. You will not leave my sight. Now, come."
I grinned, "Anything for you."
"Watch your tongue."
"How about you watch it for me?"
"That makes no sense."
"I'm mad."
"Indeed you are." Her smile quickly faded and she cleared her throat, "Now, if you'll follow me, I'll show you where you'll be staying."
She walked to the staircase and I grinned, "After you. I'm sure the view will be amazing."
"You're not leaving my sight, and I don't have eyes in the back of my head. Now go."
I scoffed, making my way up the stairs, "Are you looking at my butt?"
She scoffed, "I would be, if there were something to look at."
"Ouch."
We got to her room and she shut the door behind us, standing in front of it like a guard at a ball. I looked around, "Shit, this place is nice, huh...?" I flopped onto her bed, propping up on my elbows to look at her, "So... You into women?"
"Are you?"
"Don't worry about it."
She narrowed her eyes at me and I sighed, "Y'know, I've never had sex with a dark elf."
"Hm. Can't say the same for myself." We sat in silence for a moment, my eyes wandering around her room, and her eyes staying trained on me. She smiled a little, "Your words say you're dominant but your actions say otherwise."
I chuckled, "If you're working some magic with those fingers of yours, you're damned right I'll be submissive."
"Is sex all you think about?"
"When I see a gorgeous specimen like yourself, my mind tends to wander." My eyes trailed to her legs and I grinned, "And you know I don't think before I speak, so you know I'm being honest."
She pursed her lips, "Let's strike a deal. I'll give you a round tonight, if you stop stealing."
"Forever?"
"Forever."
I thought it over and I let out a groan, "Fine. Now get over here and lemme get those long legs of yours wrapped around my head."
"Again, with the verbal dominance."
She walked over, taking off her sheathed sword and setting it on her dresser carefully. My heart hammered as she walked over to me and I looked up, "If you have an issue with it, show me how to be actively dominant instead."
She chuckled, dipping down and pushing her lips to mine sensually. She pulled away, and I looked up at her in admiration. Irileth looked me over before speaking loud and clear, "Take your clothes off."
"That's verbal dominance. Wouldn't you rather do it for me?"
"That takes too long." She lifted her chest armor over her head, "Now start undressing before I tell the Jarl to send you to jail instead."
I said nothing in response, undressing. As soon as my last article of clothing hit the floor, she was on me, not giving me a chance to get a good look at her figure. I took her bottom lip between my teeth gently as she pulled away and she let out a small moan, making me chuckled gently, "Verbal submission isn't so bad either, y'know."
She didn't say anything, only reaching a hand down to the apex of my legs, running two fingers between my folds, slickening them. I noticed how the nails on those two fingers were cut short, differing from the rest of her elegantly longer nails. She must do this often. The mere thought only egged me on and she looked to my face as she dipped a finger inside of me, getting a feel for her workplace. My legs spread on instinct and my hands gripped the blanket under me. Her free hand traveled to the outside of my thigh, gripping gently and pulling my legs apart. Irileth began working up a pace, slowly adding to my pleasure by pushing her thumb roughly to my clit. My legs wrapped around her, my body desperate for her skin against mine.
Irileth chuckled, leaning down and pushing her lips to the area of skin under my ear. My hips bucked against her hand and she smiled against my neck, "You look good, riding my hand like this."
"S-Shut up and go faster."
She chuckled, obliging to my request. She curled her fingers teasingly and I felt my nerves tingle as pleasure coursed through my body. She changed positions, and, having my thigh between her own legs, she started to work up her own pleasure by grinding roughly. The sight made me go down the phenomenal spiraling pleasure of an orgasm, and she pulled her fingers out, taking them in her mouth and running her tongue between her pointer and middle finger. I let out a groan and reached down, my hands on her thighs. She looked to me, "What are you doing?"
I locked my eyes on her, "Ride my face."
"What?"
I didn't say anything, but she seemed to get the message, moving so her thighs were on either side of my head. My right hand was on her lower back, my other on her thigh, pulling her down onto my mouth with ease. I delved my tongue inside of her and she let out a shaky moan, almost begging me to keep going. I hummed in response as her hips started rolling against my tongue, my teeth grazing her clit lightly, making her cry out gently. I did every little thing I knew, and she released, moving to lay beside me.
We lay there panting in silence before she looked to me, reaching down and taking my hand lightly, "I'm thinking we should grab a drink sometime."
