They sat amongst the paid bandits and the Alik’r, dining on roasted pheasant and imbibing on endless bottles of mead. One of the bandits, Rema, had made it her mission that night to be as close to Vorstag as possible while Kematu kept Meliandra within arm’s reach but always watching her. Meliandra smiled and smiled quite often this night and this made Vorstag happy. Rema had made herself comfortable next to him, giving him close view of her firm, creamy breasts beneath the hide armor she wore. It wasn’t long before he felt her hand on his thigh as they ate and drank, the mead and ale seeping into his brain as he looked at her, a smile spreading across his face.
He glanced over at Meliandra across the table from him. She was smiling and joking with Kematu and the others; they had told stories of their youth, the time that their families lived amongst each other. He had noticed how the Redguard leader watched her and eyed anyone who approached her with an intensity to his eyes, so it wasn’t a surprise when he saw Kematu whisper in her ear, then lead her out of the large cavern. Instead he picked up his tankard of ale, took a long swig of it, then looked at Rema and smiled as her hand rested on his thigh, her long slender fingers resting close to his groin.
Kematu led her through the cave, his voice light-hearted as he joked with her. “I think it’ll be safer for you with me back here; some of my men act like they’ve never seen a woman before.” He looked back at her and winked before laughing.
“Oh, come on now, I’ve dealt with many ogling eyes. I am definitely use to it by now,” she responded.
“Really?” he said but continued. “This is the last room in this cave we allow the bandits to have access to.”
She looked around, saw some sleeping mats, empty bottles of mead and remnants of half eaten meals. A couple of bandits sat huddled in the corner, the smell of skooma heavy in the air. “I see you pay your hired hands well.”
He frowned. “I pay them enough to do their job. What they choose to spend that gold on is up to them. I will not tolerate *my* men using that shit.”
They emerged on a ledge overlooking the area they had been eating and drinking in earlier. Meliandra looked over the side to see that Rema was now sitting on the table directly in front of Vorstag, her arms draped around his neck as she leaned forward. She couldn’t help but smile at the sight, and when she saw him reach his arm around her waist and pull her down to him, crushing his lips to hers, Meliandra gave a loud whistle.
Kematu called out to his men below, “You all keep watch. Tonight, we fest, but tomorrow we have work to do.” He started to turn to walk away, stopped and looked back over the group. “And if anyone dares to bother me before sunrise without good reason, they’ll be pulling double duty for at least two months. If it’s for a good reason, they can go fight a goddamned giant.”
The guys below roared with laughter as the two of them took another passageway further back into the cave. “Seems like you’ve got a good crew. What brings you out to Skyrim?”
“You really want to talk business, Meliandra?” He glanced behind him, chuckling. “Come on now, relax. Tonight, nothing exists but you and me, right here, right now.” At her laugh he continued, “I’m glad you laughed ‘cause you will not be in a moment.”
“What are you – “ she started to say. Suddenly she found herself being picked up and carried by him, and then she felt the cold water on her backside and let out a surprised yelp. “Shit!”
He laughed heartily then said, “That’s nothing. Just wait till we get a little further on.”
Her eyes widened suddenly. “Do I hear a waterfall?”
Again, he laughed then said, “You might want to get ready.”
“Why? Do we have to go through it?” At his bigger smile, she slapped his arm. “You bastard! Just like –“
“Get ready,” he interrupted.
A moment later they both were drenched as they emerged on the other side of the fall. He set her down on her feet, then dodged the slap that she went to lay on him. He laughed as he walked up an incline and toward a barrel. “Live a little, Meliandra. It’s okay to play around and have fun.”
“We are not kids anymore, Kematu.”
“Were we ever truly kids?” he asked as he glanced back at her. “We both saw sides of life we shouldn’t have when we were young.”
“Our childhood consisted of a life among the Aldmeri Dominion,” she said frowning. “There’s not a lot of living and having fun in that kind of setting.”
“But we did manage to have fun,” he chuckled. He pulled out a belted tunic and a pair of boots then walked back over to Meliandra. “Here’s some dry clothes; best get those wet things off you before you catch your death in this place.”
“Never had a man use that line to see me naked before,” she said with a raised eyebrow.
His eyes roamed over her body as she stripped off her wet clothes. “I never had to tell you anything to see you naked before. And I have seen you naked before.”
“What?!” she cried out.
He chuckled. “You weren’t very good at knowing when you were being followed, sweet girl.”
She pulled her wet clothes off her, eyeing him. “Really? Why were you following me?”
“Because you were the only teenager that travelled with us that wasn’t a Redguard. You were different.” He paused as he looked her in the eye. “I was intrigued by you.”
She sat on a crate, dry clothes in hand. “Then why were you always giving me a hard time? I mean, you gave me so much shit growing up.” She started to pull the tunic over her head, but his hand rested on it, stopping her. She looked at him, a questioning look upon her face. “What?”
“I gave you a hard time but we were still friends, weren’t we?” At her nod he continued, “I gave you a hard time because I didn’t want anyone to know that I wanted to be with you.”
“You wanted to be with me?” she repeated.
“You were forbidden fruit,” he admitted to her, his finger tracing her jawline to her chin. “Father would not hear of it.”
“Because I wasn’t Redguard?” she asked. He nodded, his finger now tracing down her chest. “But that didn’t stop him and my mother…” she trailed off.
He chuckled. “No, it didn’t stop them from screwing around. You know as well as I do that they had something going on between them. We both saw them. Numerous times.” He held her eyes as he leaned closer to her. “Remember, I followed you.”
Her cheeks turned a light shade of pink as she thought of the times she had watched her mother satisfy the carnal needs of Kematu’s father in various ways. A shy smile touched her lips as she said softly, “Was it as exhilarating for you as it was for me?”
“Do you mean watching them fuck or watching you as you pleasured yourself?” He breathed heavily as he leaned even closer, their faces nearly touching.
“Well, since you put it that way, perhaps both.”
“Then, yes, it was very…exhilarating.”
“What about now?” she asked in a whisper. “Do I…exhilarate you?”
His voice was thick with lust as he answered, “Very much so.”
“So why don’t you do something about it?”
“I intend to do just that,” he answered, pressing his lips hard against hers, his tongue thrusting into her mouth and instantly entwined itself with hers, demanding that it bend to his dominance. He reached over, wrapped his arms around her waist and picked her up with ease while her legs clasped around his hips, holding them together tightly. He carried her to the upper level to where his sleeping mat was. Kneeling upon the ground, he gently laid her back then removed the last two remaining items of clothing she wore, revealing her succulent breasts and the nest of her womanhood.
He removed his wet tunic, revealing his firm, defined, muscular chest. She went to run her fingers down his chest, but he grabbed ahold of them and held them above her head; he shook his head as he smiled. He leaned down and kissed her again before unwrapping her legs from his waist and standing up to remove his pants.
She watched as he loosened his pants, letting them fall to his feet. His erection was large; he walked to the edge of the sleeping mat, eyeing the Breton before him. “Get on your knees,” he demanded, his hand upon his cock. “That’s a good girl,” he said as she obeyed and got on her knees, kneeling before him. He rested the tip of his dick on her lips; she flicked her tongue over the head of it. He cupped her face, stroking her cheek with his thumb, then slid his member into her mouth.
His thickness filled her mouth, as she began to suck on him, eliciting moans of pleasure from the Redguard. He ran his fingers through her hair, murmuring about how good her mouth was making him feel. He began rocking his hips back and forth, slowly building up the tempo of his rhythm. She began to massage his balls, increasing his murmuring.
Suddenly his hands clenched around her head and he rocked his hips faster before going rigid as he came in her mouth, nearly causing her to choke before she swallowed the salty tang of his seed as quickly as it pumped into her mouth. When she was satisfied that she had swallowed it all she looked up at him, a coy look on her face. He ran this thumb along her lips, wiping a pearl of cum off her chin before she sucked his thumb clean. “That’s a good girl,” he said as he gently pushed her onto her back.
His fingers found their way inside of her, while his thumb rubbed the nub of her sex with his other hand. She bit her lip, enjoying the pleasure he was giving her. Soon she was dripping with anticipation and begging for him to fuck her. He stood up and looked at her. “Get on your hands and knees.”
She obediently turned over and got onto her hands and knees. She felt his hands on her ass, rubbing it roughly, then she felt the sting of his firm hand on her ass cheek and then again on the other side, then he began to finger her pussy again. She was rocking herself back and forth on the two fingers he had in her; every so often he’d slap her ass, startling her. She wanted to feel his dick inside of her but she quickly understood that he was the one in control, not her.
He felt how wet she was getting and it made him crave impaling her on his cock. He removed his fingers and began to rub his length along her wet slit. “You’ve been so obedient. Perhaps I should give you what you want now?” he asked as he continued to tease her with his organ.
“Please, Kematu,” she begged. “Please fuck me.”
“If I fuck you, what do I get in return?” he asked as he slipped the head of his pulsating dick in her pussy.
She gasped as her lips parted for his throbbing penis. “Anything,” she breathed. “Anything you want. Please just fuck me.”
With that, he gave a hard thrust filling her with his immensity; causing her to yelp. He grabbed her hips as eh built up the tempo of his strokes, enjoying her cry out as her womb adjusted to his size. “Just as sweet as I imagined your pussy to feel,” he grunted as he pounded her harder and harder. “If you feel this good now, I can only imagine how good you felt back then” he continued. “I wish I could have been the first to fuck you.” His breath was coming in fast, short pants as he felt his climax building.
“I’m….going….to….cum…” she panted.
“I haven’t given you permission to cum yet, Meliandra,” he scolded, grabbing her hair tightly as he thrust inside of her, harder.
Feeling his own orgasm nearing, he grunted, “Cum for me.”
It took only a couple more thrusts of his thickness for her to climax, her orgasm shuddering through her body as her juices flooded her and seeped out around him, spilling onto his balls as they clapped against her ass. She cried out as her body trembled beneath his body. He slammed his cock deep within her as she felt his warm seed spilling into her, his dick pulsating against the walls of her vagina. His load pumped into her, seemingly endlessly until his legs began to tremble; he pulled out of her and collapsed onto the mat. He reached over as Meliandra lay next to him and pulled her into his arms, the two of them both slowly catching their breath as their hearts returned to their normal pulses.
She laid her head on his chest and wrapped her arm around his waist while he stroked his fingers down her back. He laid a kiss on the top of her head, saying “That was better than I had ever imagined it being. Really wish we had done this back then.”
She chuckled sleepily. “You wouldn’t have found me to be very cooperative back then.”
He laughed. “On the contrary, I would have enjoyed the challenge of training you in the art of fucking.”
“I’m sure you can teach me more than what I know already,” she said as a yawn escaped her lips.
“I’m sure I can, sweet girl, “I’m sure I can, darling, I’m sure I can,” he said as he watched her drift off to sleep.
“Sleep well, sweet girl. I’m going to be taking you up on that deal earlier. I could use your help in capturing that traitor.”