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Favoured of the Crowd (Alvis & Last Breath)

Sev glared up at him, he may well be enjoying this. For she was certain it was going to be his last. All she needed was to appease him, then she could have him set upon by arrows. He may be a big man, but a hundred arrows could bring down any. Wrapping her fingers around his length she moved forward slightly. Doing as she had always done with her late husband, she first ran her tongue along it's length. Sucking lightly on the tip, before starting over. A few more times of this and she slipped him between her lips, moving her her head slowly at first, her hand following along.
 
Northman smiled as he looked down, seeing her start to work on him. Oh, this would be a fine sight to have one of her guards stumble in on. The mighty Empress with her lips around his member. He smiled as she began to take him into her mouth, her hand working along with it. She was clearly not a stranger to this, for she did her work rather well if he did say so himself. It wa always risky having a woman do something like this to him back home. After al, the women there were mroe spirited, and more likely to bite it off than service him. But something told him that the Empress was more likely to value her life than that, for if she did, he'd certainly kill her before anything else. He dropped a hand to her head, and spoke quietly.
"Look at me while you work." He ordered. His hand put more pressure on her, encourageing her to take more and more of him in.
 
She refused to give him the satisfaction of looking into her eyes. Her pace stayed the same, even as he applied pressure to her head. She took more of him into her mouth, coming up briefly to circle the tip with her tongue. She applied a little pressure to the underside of his member with her thumb. A little trick her husband had always enjoyed. She kept her eyes closed, trying to block this whole thing out as best she could.
 
He looked down at her as she kept working on him, but noted how she resolutely kept her eyes closed. That simply would not do. She seemed to be forgetting the terms of the deal. If she didn't do a proper job, then this would be for nothing. However, he didn't feel inclined to remind her of that right now. He paused a moment as she got a particularly good spot, and he sighed in contentment. THen his hand slid off of the back of her head to the side of her face. His other hand joined it on the other side, gripping her head firmly. And then he simply pulled her face down on his member, bringing the entire thing into her mouth, and into her throat. He held her there for the full count of five before releasing his grip on her.
 
The Empress continued to pleasure him, then she noticed his hand slipping from the back of her head to her face. He pulled her face forward, forcing himself deeper. Slipping himself into her throat, blocking any breath that would try to enter. When he finally released her she pulled away. Taking a deep breath, she glared at him. "It is a little difficult to be serviced by a dead woman you know?" Backing away from him now, she used the wooden post to help her to a standing position. Bracing her back against it, she watched him. Knowing he would advance on her again, when he realized she had no intentions of finishing.
 
How quickly she pulled away didn't surprise him, nor was how she stood away from him. He smiled at her. Her words made his smile shift to a cool, predatory one.
"Oh, you'll not die. Not yet. Not until I've finished with you. Especially now that you've broken the deal." He said in a slick, anticipatory way. He did advance on her, coming up to her, his hands moving to keep her on the post. He had an idea that might be enjoyable. His hands went to herforearm, and he lifted them over her head. His smile never wavered as he gatthered both of her hand into one of his, squeezing hard to make sure that he kept her in place. He grasped one of the drapes that hung down, and wrapped it around her hands, tying it off tightly, keeping her hands over her head, and freeing his own to work. He ran a finger down her cheek, and then neck. large, calloused hands came ot her breasts, roughly handling them as he pushed his hadns under the material of her robe. He stepped close to her, his member still moist from her work as he prodded her stomach with it. He was going to enjoy this.
 
Her heart began to race as she watched the change in his expression. If she hadn't already been against the post, she would have taken a step back. "To Hades with your deal, you broke it the moment you tried to suffocate me." He touched her, pushing her against the post. Sev whimpered a little, and this made her a little angry. He would no doubt take pleasure in the small noise. Closing her eyes briefly as he took hold of her arms hauling them over her head. They opened again, to look hard into his. Internally she promised not to make another noise.

On the inside she cringed as his finger ran down her cheek and neck. The Empress stifled another whimper, as he grabbed her breasts. She turned her head to the side, her body stiffen slightly when he stepped closer. Pressing himself into her stomach. Her hands pulled against the drapes holding her.
 
With a smile, he moved one of his hands lower, rubbing along her leg, and sliding it up the inside of her thigh. His face lowered to come close to her, and he grinned. She was putting on a tough, powerful face, trying to resist everything that went on. But he had to respond.
"The deal was you would service me to my satisfaction. When you refused an order from me, I thought to find other ways to remedy the situation. And you withdrew completely. Remeber always that what is about to happen is entirely the result of your choices." He said to her calmly, and leaned down to drag his teeth along her neck. His hand came up in contact with her sex, and he aggressively rubbed her, seeing how she was reacting to all that he did.
 
Her body tensed more when his hand ran up her bare thigh. Pulling her face away slightly as his came close. Now he would try turning this all around on her. "Typical male, everything needs to be your way." She resisted the noise that tried to escape as he ran his teeth along her neck. The yelp however couldn't be helped, as his hand rubbed roughly against her tender sex. Sev breathed against the discomfort, her body instinctively tried to pull away from the unwanted treatment.
 
Northman sneered at her words.
"And a typical woman, assuming that your opinion is worth something to the man." He countered. He'd planned a little bit more subtlety to his actions before this, but now, it just didn't seem like it was worth it. Hands going to her robe, he wrenched, tearing the cloth wide open, and he smiled as he did so. It was doing wonders to improve his mood. He ran his hands along her sides, chuckling, enjoying the sense of power he was getting from being able to to this to her. He fed his member between her legs, rubbing himself against her sex, in a way preparing himself for what he was about to do in a momen.t
 
Her eyes looked towards the heaven's as he tore the robe open. She just needed to block this out, but his rough hands kept bringing her back to the present. She hated that he was enjoying this so much, laughing at her. When this was over she would make him pay dearly. She knew there was no way he would kill her when done. He wasn't stupid, he was greatly out numbered. Sev flinched when he shove himself between her legs, rubbing himself against her slit. She tried to even her breathing as she waited for him to take this farther. To her own horror, the rough treatment from his hand moments ago combined with the friction of him against her, she found it had an undesired effect. Holding back to gasp as he rubbed against her sensitive clit.
 
Northman reached down, and grasped her thighs, lifting her effortlessly into the air. He brought her up to eye level with him, and gave her a smile.
"Are you ready...Empress?" He asked her with a smile. His member stood ready, and he began to lower her down. He took his time, enjoying watching her as she knew what was inevitiably coming. He felt himself brush the entrance to her sex, and with a slight widening on his smile, he dorpped her a few inches. He let himself groan as he started to lance up into her. It had been a long time since he'd had a woman, and he had to admit that he'd missed it dearly. He was going to be making up for lost time, that was an absolute right now. He resumed his slow descent, enjoying the feel of sinking deeper and deeper into her, until he was finally sheathed in her completely.
 
Sev gasped when when he grabbed her thighs lifting her, to hover over his hardened member. "Would it even matter," she asked, another gasp when she felt him at her entrance. Two factors were involved in this, she was already tight for a normal sized man, and he was much bigger then her late husband. She was glad now for her own body's betrayal, as it helped him to slip into her her easier. Her hands gripped the fabric of the drapes, as she bit her lip to muffle the cry of pain. He eased himself slowly deeper, more then likely purposely dragging it out. He would be more then please with her reaction, as he finally sheathes himself fully into her. The Empress couldn't help the tears as they rolled down her cheeks.
 
Northman let out a breath, pleased with what he'd found. Tight as a drum, and exactly what he'd been hoping for. He saw the tears in her eyes, and knew that she'd likely never experienced anything like him. After all, these soft southerners had little contact with barbarians like him. Especially not their oh so vaunted Empress. He shifted his hips a little, getting himself settled before he lifted her most of the way off of his memeber, and then dropped her down hard. He repeated the gesture a few more times, picking up speed with each movement. He started to chuckle as he kept going at her, enjoying the way each time she fell how much of her body shook. It was a good way to begin.
 
She felt him move inside her, then lift her most of the way off him. She gasped when he brought her down hard. Her knuckles white from the grip she had on the fabric. As he repeated the process, the pain lessened. Her body acclimating to the size and rough treatment. Her breasts jumped and shook with each hard thrust. Her body continued to betray her, as her own arousle increased. It was the bodies natural defense to lubricate, when there was pain involved. What wasn't natural however was the sensation of a heat spreading from her core to the space between her thighs. She managed to keep from making any noise that would allow him to know she was nearing a climax.
 
THight as she was, he knew that he wasn't going to last long buried in her like this. But he didn't feel as though he'd reached his proper end with his actions so far. He leaned a little forward, putting her back to the post more effectively, and rather than dropping her on himself, he started to piston his hips. Much, much fater, and harder than before he rutted with wild abandon, grunting with each thrust, absolutely loving the hot, slick feel that he got from her. He could only imagine what it felt like for a powerful woman like her to be taken in such a manner. The thought only made him want to do more. He felt himself started to swell within her, his own finish coming up fast.
"Are you ready...for me?" He said between grunting thrusts, his hips slapping into her with each moment.
 
Sev gave a little grunt as he pushed her back against the bed post. Thrusting himself hard into her, she felt the pressure building faster. She kept herself silent still, as his thrusts pushed her soft skin into the hard wood at her back. She felt a little panicked when she felt his member begin to pulse with in her. "Please... please by the gods, pull out," her body squirmed trying to pull away from him again. Her mind raced to the thoughts of him getting her with child. There would be no way to hide this event.
 
Northman grinned as she began to practically beg him to not plant his seed within her. Oh, it was so tempting to do it anyway, out of sheer spite. But he had an idea.
"If not inside of you...I'll want more of you..." He managed, not slowing his pace in the least, making it harder to keep himself in check. "...within...and it ends...without...it continues. Choose Empress." He managed. He moved his face lower, and began to run his tongue on her nipples as he kept working on her. He bit one of her nipples.

"But choose quickly. I'm...almost...done!" He groaned out the last, his hips hammering into her fiercely.
 
She would do just about anything he asked at this point. What would her people think if she were to carry the child of soldier, not to mention it being his. They would all know about him forcing himself upon her. She would look weak to them. Her position hung by a thread already, women were not suppose to rule an empire. She gasped a little when he took a nipple between his teeth, the action sending a small wave of pleasure through her body. "Mmmm...anything.... ", there was a bit too much ecstacy laced in those words. Her body convulsed a little as the wave suddenly crashed over her. Her walls tightened more around his member as his thrust into her. "Please....," she begged with closed eyes, her body still trying to pull away from him.
 
Northman smiled as he saw her climax on his member. He felt her conculsing on him, and had the moment where he barely managed to pull himself out of her before letting go himself. He let go of her legs, and when he let himself release, he let it go on her stomahc and breasts. With a sigh, he looked at her, hanging fromt he pole, partly covered in his seed, panting after her own climax. And he was still ready for more.

He reached up and loosened the drapes around her hands. He caught her neck in one hand, and held her there a moment, putting just enough pressure on her to make sure she knew exactly how easy it would be to hurt or even kill her. He cast her onto the bed, face first. Before she could crawl away, or roll over, he put a hand on her back, pinning her in place while he used his knees to force her legs apart. His member, still slick with her juices, probed at her sex again, preparing to push back into her, when he had another thought. He moved just a little higher, adn bumped the ead of his member against her ass.
"Maybe I could find some joy here..." He mused to her, nudging himself forward, but not penetrating her.
 
Her own legs were barely able to hold her up, as he released his seed on her. It felt hot on her skin. He breathing was heavy, as he released her hands from the drapes. Keeping her eyes closed as his hand went around her neck. She knew what this was, it was his way of telling her he had complete control.

The Empress fell to the bed as he pushed her to it. She only barely moved before he was holding her in place. Forcing himself once more between her legs, ready to push back into her. Her hands gripped the blankets as she readied herself for the intrusion again. When he instead moved himself higher to her tight hole she flinched. She had said 'anything' he apparently was going to take her at that word. Her only answer was to shake her head no, she didn't want to waste the breath it would take to say it.
 
Northman smiled as he saw the shake of her head. But that wasn't going to be enough. He slid fingers into her sex, gathering up fluids from there, adn then moving to smear them on her ass.
"What's that Empress? No objections to voice? Then I suppose I'll have to take that as an invitation, won't I?" He drawled, gripping his member, figuring he was going to have to really work himself into her. With a grunt, he started to push. Her body resisted him, as he knew it would. But in the end, persistance and strength won over, and he managed to force the head into her ass. He groaned at how tight it was on him. Oh, now this was certainly the way to make up for lost time. With a grunt he worked another inch into her. His hand came down on her ass with a loud crack, a handprint appearing on the skin. "Are you enjoying yourself Empress?" He asked her snidely, adjusting himself, and pushing further into her, making it halfway in.
 
She jumped when he slid a finger inside her, then again when he smeared the mixture of cum and her own juices on her ass. Her hands gripped the blankets tighter as he began pushing into her tight hole. Squealing when he finally pushed the head into her ass. Burying her face into the bed as the tears started. Squealing more as his hand came down hard on her skin, and he pushed himself in farther.
 
Northman began to chuckle, listening to this woman, ruler of one of the most powerful empires int eh known world, and she squealed like a pig when he took her. He leaned down, putting his weight on her, and forcing himself into her ass to teh root, his hips pressing against her ass. Fully sheathed like this, he couldn't believe just how tight she was around him. it was almost painful. He leaned back up, shifting his hips, shaking them slightly, enjoying the sight of her impaled on him like this. It was a sight that he'd likely go back to over and again in his mind.

He backed his hips up, drawing himself most of the way out of her, and then plunging back down. He repaeated the gesture, before he reached forward, getting a fistful of hair, adn pulling her body up off of the bed. He bit on the point where he neck met her shoulder, and sent his free hand around her body to roughly handle her breasts.
 
She cried out as he buried himself deeper, the sound absorbed mostly by the bed. Her hands couldn't grip the blankets any tighter, but they tried. She would not beg again, it would give him to much satisfaction. She would let him have his way, and take revenge later. Crying out again as he plunged back in her, repeating this a few times. Then pulling her up by the hair, now the tears rolled down her cheeks, no longer disappearing into the bed. She gasped as he bit down on her flesh, she now worked hard at not crying out her pain.
 
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