The Lusty Brotherhood Assassin. ~ Guitarman X Nerdfuck ~

[Guitarman]

Damn. That sound his hand made against her wet cunt made an absolutely wonderful noise. It was so wonderful that he had to hear it again! He rubbed his hand against her for a few moments before pulling back, a few sticky strands of her juices lingering between them. He grunted and snapped his wrist up, slapping her yet again with the underside of his fingers making the brunt of the contact.

But this wasn't enough. Gorm was focusing on her too much. He needed pleasure. He deserved it. It was the least Kiltski could do for him at this point.

Gorm pulled both of his hands away from her, one instantly clamping back down on her hair. He wasn't letting her move at all. With his free hand he unbuckled the belt that held his pants up, sliding them down to pull his veiny member out. His pants settled just under his ass, the tight fabric clinging to his legs. He gave himself a few pumps with his newly free hand as he pressed the underside of his head against her round rear, slapping it against the pale flesh a few times. Precum stuck to her supple flesh, dripping out of his slit.

After a few nice slaps he pressed his shaft into her crack, feeling his head press against her tight rim. He knew this was going to be intense, an extremely tight fit. He held himself in his hand as his hips crudely lurched forwards, the motion culminating in a sudden thrush forwards. He could feel his head and a bit of his shaft being accepted into her asshole, confirming that with a loud groan and intense pleasure.

He knew this would take a while. He pulled his hips back a bit and readjusted, pushing his hips at a different angle with his thrust. A bit more went in so he did this again and again, slowly but surely pushing his entire cock into her.

"Mine."

 

[nerdfuck]

Kiltski released another loud moan as Gorm rubbed her tender womanhood. The feeling of his hand was like no other and the occasional brush of his finger on her slit only brought her body closer to release because of her own sensitivity. "Gorm." She moaned his name deeply and lowly as his careless hand brought her close to the point of eruption, only to suddenly fall away. This left Kiltski very red faced and breathing very heavily, despite there being no real need for it. She had almost came for him. Again, with very little effort on his part.

But Gorm releasing her only to grip tightly onto her hair again brought her to suck in her breath as she prepared for what was next. He was holding her down again, so obviously he wanted her to stay put in one spot. She could hear him release himself to the air and her soft green eyes fell shut at the realization of what was to come next. (him) Gorm's head coming to press against her tiny vastly unexplored hole brought those shut eyes to snap open all of a sudden with a gasp as, what she realized was going to happen, was not going to happen!

"Gorm, no!" She cried quickly and suddenly as the vampire writhed on the table to try and fight his resolute hold. It did little good however, and the feeling of him sinking deeper brought Kiltski to release a shrill cry into the night as he pulled out, and then back in. "You bastard I'll slit your fucking throat for this!" She cried to him, releasing another shriek as his dry member pulled back out again--- only to dive deeply within that extraordinarily tight hole. Her large breasts were pressed flat against the wood under her, hands gripping the edge of the desk as he truly took ownership of her.

"FUCK." She whimpered as he took yet another thrust, feeling what felt like her tiny hole ripping due to the roughness of his member. And then there was that word again.

Mine.

She was almost inclined to believe him if not just so he would stop his assault on her body. "Gorm please!" She pleaded her best assassin who was now intent on abusing her deliciously sinful body. "Take it out, it hurt Gorm, please no more."

 

[Guitarman]

Take it out? No. Never. Not until he came. Gorm was unstoppable. And despite her words Kiltski seemed quite glad to take this rather brutal pounding. Gorm had never felt something so tight around his cock and he doubted he ever would again. He had to savor this.

But at the same time he wanted to absolutely destroy her, and that sense was overriding all of the other ones. Her empty threats were no longer considered, her begging and pleading more arousing than anything he'd ever heard. Seeing the powerful vampire in a state like this was the biggest victory of his life. And he defeated a Blade!

He was being too nice to her. This slow reaming was rather gentle... The human body was strong. Besides, she had an eternity to recover if he truly wrecked her hole.

He pushed her to a new extreme. With her hair still in his hand Gorm pushed forwards, making her rest her face on the desk she was bent over.

"Yeah. Just like that..."

He kept a downward force on her head as he increased the intensity of his fucking tenfold. He closed his eyes and focused, thinking about everything she'd done to piss him off over the last few weeks, using it as his fuel to truly hate fuck her tightest hole. Each thrust came quicker and harder then the last as he felt the sweat building up on his body and drip down onto hers.

"Mine!"

 

[nerdfuck]

Gorm's enjoyment of her rang through the air shamelessly as he slid into a more powerful and painful thrusting while simotaneously pounding into her amazingly tight hole. Kiltski attempted to writhe on the desk under him in escape but it was futile. Deeper and deeper he went. Harder and faster and angrier. The cheeks of her rear jiggled ever so slightly as he pulled away from her with every thrust. And then, despite the brutality and despite the pain. It happened.

Kiltski moaned into the air with a look of pure ecstacy on her features as his pain became her sweetest pleasure. "Oh fuck, Gorm-- please.--!" She gasped softly as she felt her own body growing more and more wet for him. At some point, that pain had become pleasue and Kiltski was weak to it.

"FUCK.!" She whimpered in pain before, as he reached her depths, she moaned out in pleasure in a conflicting array of responses regarding their current arrangement.

Mine.

Kiltski was in the middle of a moan of pleasure as he made that announcement, and the searing pain that followed brought the woman underneath him and at his mercy to nod quickly in response. "Yours! Gorm yours! Oh gods, oh fuck!" Another high pitched moan out as her back arched more and her womanhood unexpectedly and without warning quaked. "GORM!!" Kiltski cried out for him as she came on herself-- came to Gorm hatefucking her ass on top of her own desk. As he tried to own her. To control her.

In the wake of her orgasm Kiltski shivered and shook softly on his member before releasing a deep, content moan and murmured softly to the vampire lord--

"Yours."

 

[Guitarman]

His. Kiltski admitted it herself. Oh, the things he would give to have this moment saved forever, to play it back for her each time the little bitch decided to get uppity. It didn't take a vampire to tell that she was loving this anymore as moans of pain had turned into ones of pure lust. Frankly, he was amazed at how quickly she'd gave in to him, thinking her resolve was much stronger than this. She was weak willed, a total slave to her own pleasure.

"Mine."

Gorm didn't have much longer until his own orgasm came. The pleasure coursed through his body at an even more intense rate than usual, something about the changing chemistry of his body seemed to amplify it. And of course, feeling her own orgasm as her tightness clenched down around his shaft didn't hurt.

He felt her desk rattling beneath with each thrust of his hips, wondering how the wood had managed to stay together. The legs were skinny and as old as the sanctuary itself. The piece of furniture had shifted a bit, a few inches closer to the stone wall as he'd spent his time using her for his own pleasure.

Gorm had pushed himself over the edge. His grip on her hair loosened ever so slightly as he felt a familiar tingling sensation running throughout his member. He gave one last thrust into the hole that he owned and came. He groaned out in lust as his seed spewed forth from his cock head as he planted himself within her depths. His eyes closed, focused on absorbing every single moment of pleasure that he could.

He lingered inside of her for a few moments after he'd finished, rubbing the small of her back as he finally pulled out of her. His fangs retracted, eyes turning back to his familiar blue as he smiled down at her, taking in the sight of her sitting there like a shameless slut yet again.

"You're a good girl, Kiltski."

 

[nerdfuck]

Kiltski breathed as Gorm pressed so deeply into her to release his seed into the tiny hole he had violated so thoroughly. The feeling of his warmth flooding that area was as odd as it was erotic and the vampiress could only moan as she grasped the table even tighter and leaned forward with the little bit of slack he had given her. It was a euphoric moment for both of them, a calm that finally took over the scene that had been so chaotic and so violent not too long ago. The breath she had taken just a moment ago finally released as Gorm pulled from between her large cheeks and she had to laugh as he spoke those words. Good girl.

Good girl.

Kiltski turned to face Gorm with an expression that spoke of pure lust as one hand lifted to tenderly slide around his neck, vein still bulging from the exertion of filling her. "Gorm." She murmured then so softly and daintily. She shifted onto her tippy toes to plant the rear he had just filled on the table while her second hand lifted to bravely wander up his well defined chest. "Don't stop...." She smiled that lusty smile then.... before her eyes widened as the extra weight she had added to the table was simply too much and caved under the pressure. Through quick thinking, the vampire's arms clamped around Gorm's neck and her legs tried and failed to wrap around him, but the restrains of her pants prevented that. It was through her and Gorm's sheer strength that she did not fall to the floor with it.

She studied the broken desk with curious eyes before cheekily peering back at him and lifting a brow of curiosity. "I have so much more to offer, Gorm. Fuck me.." She whispered even softer now into his ear before her lips caught his ear lobe to teasingly suck.

 

[Guitarman]

Gorm was quite happy to carry Kiltski around. He didn't mind one bit. She was light to him, having trained and grown in strength his entire life. He wasn't massively muscular but there was definitely strength in his frame. He slowly, methodically carried Kiltski away from the ruins of the table and to her bed, sitting her down on the edge. He pushed her back so she was lying down as Gorm was still on his feet, bending over to press his chest against hers.

He flicked his tongue out, delicately tracing the tip along her cheek and towards her ear, finishing when he found her ear lobe. He sucked against it for a brief moment before letting go, slowly moving his mouth to her ear to whisper two little words to her.

"Good night."

Gorm suddenly ripped his body away from her and spun around, pulling his pants up as he walked out of her door with a smug grin on his face, shutting it behind him. Oh, he desperately wanted to fuck her more. But Gorm had to show her that his word was true. He was the Master here. She couldn't seduce him, her feminine charms were futile. He would only have her when he wanted, whether she liked it or not.

Gorm slowly marched back to his room, chest puffed out with this new found confidence. Once inside he only shut the door, knowing locking it was useless. He laid down on his bed and closed his eyes, content to sleep after a feeding and a good fuck.

 

[nerdfuck]

Kiltski faked a feminine giggle as Gorm carried her away from what could have been her death. (basically lmao) Her lovely green eyes studied his so very closely in what was almost an intimate moment. Her hands studied the outline of his lithe frame behind, mind abuzz with the closeness between them. The dare she say warmth. Of course, she hadn't accounted for the fact that Gorm was a raging asshole and thus, it didn't work out quite like she was hoping.

He laid her on the bed and left with only an amused goodnight. Oh. He must have been spending time with Cicero because suddenly he thought he was funny. Kiltski's head tilted as her bedroom door shut... before she only allowed her body to collapse back into the bed.

Hate him? No.... but she would certainly find hurting him to be agreeable.

-------------------------------------------- the very next night.

Kiltski had finally given up on Gorm coming for her. She had waited all day with a sore ass and a broken desk but he never came. She could sense him in his room doing whatever he had recently discovered he enjoyed doing. He was so powerful. SO powerful. It was as intoxicating as it was frightening. Almost frightening anyway. She didn't exactly fear Gorm. She had created him after all. No, she could never fear him but the fact that she probably should only made the ancient vampire grow more needy for him the longer she waited. It was probably what he wanted, her to cave. At this point, she didn't care.

With nothing but a sheet wrapped around her delicious body, Kiltski crept from her room at an hour that most of the Brotherhood were asleep and made her way to Gorm's. The closer she drew to his quarters the more her heart pounded in pure anticipation, the wetter she became in anticipation. Kiltski adjusted the sheet just enough to show some of her ample cleavage but just enough that he would have to rely on his imagination before she knocked softly on the door and entered her best assassin's quarters.

"Hi Gorm~" She tried not to sound hungry but.... oh. After he left her there waiting, she just needed him.

"Lonely?"

 

[Guitarman]

Gorm had been awake, expecting her. Her need was too strong. He could practically feel her heart beating down the hall. He knew their proximity made it even worse. It had to bore away at her resolve knowing that the man that she craved, who could fulfill her every need, was just right down the hall from her. It would be so easy to just stop in and admit her defeat, that he was her Master. But she was a proud one.

Gorm hadn't stayed in his room all day but he did take care to avoid Kiltski. But as he went about his day, he noticed something quite strange had developed with his vampiric powers. If he phrased things the right way, his voice seemed to have a hypnotic effect. He tested it out on Nazir, knowing he was a strong one. When he asked the man to make him a meal, the Redguard did without argument. Oh, Gorm knew what he would use this power for.

He sat up a bit in his bed, the room dimly lit by a few candles he'd flicked on with a small flame he generated. Already in the nude, he smirked a bit and motioned for Kiltski to come join him, waving her forwards as he slid over a bit to accommodate her.

"Come here, my submissive little whore. Come tell Master what you want. Maybe he'll take care of you."

 

[nerdfuck]

Come tell master what you want.

Kiltski popped an inquisitive brow upwards at that announcement from Grom as she came to shut the door behind her and stand in front of him. That sheet she wore, black as the shadows they served adjusted around her ample cleavage just slightly before she passed the budding vampire lord a friendly, fangy smile as she took one step forward with an exaggerated sway of her hips. She'd let him have it for now. At least until Kiltski got what Kiltski wanted. She had been weak when his cock was shoved so deeply up her ass she could taste it. But Kiltski was not weak, and she hadn't tasted it yet, really. (lmao)

Her arm raised, sliding a shimmery section of her long hair more to her side before her soft green eyes settled on him and her lips sofly parted.

"I'm lonely." She whispered softly to him before taking another delicate step closer to his bed until she was leaning a knee down onto it while her sheet slid down from her nude body, giving away to the vision of her entirely nude body. "And I thought... if you were done being a piece of shit... we could help each other...." Kiltski finally was fully settled on her knees next to him, somewhat stretched over him while one bare nipple dangled dangerously close to his mouth. Her hand meanwhile gingerly slipped between her legs to run along the willing, wet folds of her womanhood.

She released a ragged breath of response to her own touch... before her head leaned down against his head as if to rest and that same hand lifted to raise delicately and unsurely to his lips.

"Room for one more, Grom?" She inquired as her rounded rear end adjusted slightly, playfully, flirtaciously.

 

[Guitarman]

Gorm was content to let her slowly slink her way over to him. He knew she was playing this up. There was no way that Kiltski would willingly act like this towards him, not when she hadn't been fully broken in yet. There was tremendous progress over the previous night of course but she wasn't broken. He'd just cracked the surface.

"There's always room for you..." He confirmed, suddenly reaching out for her. His arm wrapped around her waist and he pulled her fully onto the bed with him, rolling with her so that she lie on her back and he towered over her, kneeling on top of the thick blanket that warmed him at night. As he'd always craved, he'd had the power over her now, even if it was something as silly as kneeling over her.

Gorm decided to test his new power again, this time on a much more powerful being than Nazir. He slid up the bed a bit, his knees close to her neck. His thick cock hung tantalizingly close to her mouth, semi-erect as just the smallest bit of precum dripped down from the sensitive slit.

"Why don't you suck Master's cock for a bit, Kiltski?"

He asked suggestively, lowering his deep voice a bit to see if that had any effect. He reached down, happy to slowly comb his fingers through her long locks, her face gently lit by candles.

 

[nerdfuck]

Kiltski smiled warmly in the candlelight as Gorm accepted her into his bed with that just as warm sentiment. Her hair swayed as he pulled her to lay her out onto the bed as he came to tower over her comparatively small frame. Kiltski giggled warmly at the moment they were sharing. But that giggle fell short as his member was suddenly so close to her face she could almost taste it. Realizing that Gorm was going to allow her to do just that, her smile grew softer and more humble as she gave a soft nod of confirmation to herself. This was it. She was finally going to get her lips around the man she so admired. One slender fingertip raised to gently wipe the pre-cum from his head which she brought tenderly to her lips to lick off as her green eyes sought his up above her. She looked nothing like the blood thirsty, heartless vampire assassin that she actually was in that moment. She looked almost... human.

Suck Master's cock for a bit.

Kiltski's gaze grew steadily hollow as the rare humanity she had been expressing was slowly stolen from her gaze. She only stared forward, nothing but a vessel for his commands now under the vampire lord's control.

"Yes Master, better than you have ever had it sucked before." She determined to him softly before her small hand grasped his member to take control of it. Kiltski gathered as much of her spit as she could before her tongue slid out to bump against the head of his member and then roll playfully around it. The vampire released the softest of pleased moans, growing wet herself as her lips then wrapped around the head of his member and her eyes turned up to look upon Gorm's own.

With a soft sucking pop her lips pulled away from his member then.... before Kiltski in her mind-fucked state only smiled. "I have always wanted to suck my Master's cock. Thank you Master." She determined up to him before her mouth returned to his member while her arm drew up her breasts for his entertainment pleasure. They bounced undeath his member almost playfully as she took Gorm into her wet, welcoming throat and began a skilled bobbing motion along her master's hard member as her own lips almost touched the skin of her breasts... but just barely fell short in this position.

|| noncombative I like it lmao ||

 

[Guitarman]

While Gorm had been disappointed to not get into Soverngarde one day this new power he had over his eternal companion certainly made it worth it. He could tell that it worked when her eyes turned hollow and vacant in the same way Nazir's had before he cooked him up some meal out of the Gourmet's fancy new cookbook. He'd sworn by it many times, usually to the annoyance of his fellow Brothers.

"Such a good girl Kiltski..." He knew he didn't have to praise her when she was like this but it added to his arousal if nothing else. He wondered if she would remember this but Gorm was already focused on remembering this. The most astounding thing was how good she was as a submissive. It seemed to come so naturally for her, easier than anything for her. He wondered how long the vampire had held on to those fantasies of being dominated by such a powerful being...

Right from the start her words rang true. Gorm hadn't had one blowjob ever stick out in front of another but her skill was clearly miles ahead. His length quickly grew to full size for her, loving the attention from her mouth and especially her tongue.

"You're welcome, Kiltski..."

Gorm groaned loudly when she took him back into her mouth, feeling her wet throat hugging the head of his member. Noticing those full breasts bouncing and hanging just below his reach, he couldn't resist. Gorm's calloused hand pulled out from her hair and grabbed onto one of her supple mounds, slightly digging his digits into it.