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Sweet Mother, Sweet Mother... (N7biotic // how_is_you)

how_is_you

how_is_you

Devil with a Heart of Iron
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Apr 5, 2014
Avecius woke slowly, his back still feeling as if he were in his home, but something felt particularly...off. The room he was in seemed to be colder, as opposed to the warm lighting of his house in Whiterun. The fuzz around his eyes from his hearty sleep took a few blinks of his eyes in order to clear, and when he did clear his sight, he noticed that the roof was not his roof, and that this bed was old and smelled of stale hay and a slight bit of mildew. Hurriedly, the Imperial sat up, his hand instinctively moving to his belt to grab the steel dagger he used on adventures and such, but he did not feel it. He looked around the room, and noticed just how derelict of a building it was that he had been transported to. Gritting his teeth, his eyes landed on a figure on top of a bookshelf. Her purple eyes were staring right at him, and though he could not see much more of her face, he could see the blue skin, indicating she was a dark elf, and also her figure being that of a more hourglass nature.

Avecius himself grumbled, and stood slowly, noticing he was only dressed in commoner's clothes. He remembered that he had changed into those before bed, preferring the cloth over the stiffness of the leather. He stood at a good six feet, four inches tall, and was a bit lithe in nature, only being about one hundred eighty pounds. This, however, was perfect for stealth, and as such the sneaky approach was his usual go to for encounters of combat. His eyes were a deep brown, currently fixed upon the figure sitting on the bookshelf, and his hair was of similar tone, a deep chocolate brown that was about shoulder length, the strands settling after being whipped around.

He decided to stay quiet. He didn't really know this person, in all honesty, and the way she was looking at him made him think there was a reason for his kidnapping in this way.
 
Watching the Imperial awaken brought a smile to Alkina's lips. Playing with a black dagger with a red serrated blade in her hand, her left leg swinging ceaselessly off the side of the bookcase, she studied the man below her as he slowly came to his senses. His body seemed good enough for her line of work, but she didn't see why Astrid wanted this one. However, it wasn't her call to make. Astrid wanted him and now the fun part of Alkina's job began. The room was just bright enough for the Imperial to see her, but there wasn't much for him to see. The Dark Brotherhood's uniform showed just all he needed to know. If he passed the test then maybe he'd get to see more of her. With a handsome face like his, she wouldn't object to it. Her sharp amethyst eyes seemed to gleam wickedly as the man looked up at her with confusion. "Finally awake I see." She spoke with a voice smooth as silk, but had a hint of threat in it.

She jumped down from her spot on the rotten bookshelf as she stepped towards him. Her hips swaying with every step she made almost teasingly. "I was just about to wonder if you ever wake up." The blade of her dagger gently touched his cheek as she circled him like a sabre cat that found a particularly delicious meal. "You apparently have skills that caught a certain group's attention. I don't think I'd need to say which." She giggled wickedly as she let the blade of her dagger slide off his cheek. Her footsteps so light that not even the rotting floor creaked from her weight. "I got word from my boss that she wants you to join us. As her rule, you have to do a little test." She grinned as she stopped circling him and stood before him. Her blade lifted up his chin so he was staring into her sharp eyes. "I'm not allowed to kill you if you fail the test, but either way, there's fun in this."

Alkina used the tip of her blade to turn his head just enough to seen there were people behind him. People with bags over their heads. For the most part, they were quiet, but a few sniffles and fearful whines came from them. "Kill one of these people. Any of your choice and you will allowed to join the Dark Brotherhood. You'll be family to people just like you and me. Or you can just walk away. Simple a that." She explained as simply as she could. Her blade ran down his neck, threatening to cut him, but never actually puncturing his skin. However, a wicked idea hit her, Astrid told her he had to kill someone, but it didn't mean she could use other methods to persuade him to join. She let her face get close to his neck, pulling down her mask just out of his sight. The tip of her tongue ran up his neck slowly before letting her lips touch his ear. "And if you're good...you can have something a little extra." She teased and pulled her mask back up before he could see her face. "So...what will it be Avecius?" She asked him, staring into his eyes with her own, wondering what Astrid saw within him that made him so special.
 
Avecius listened to the woman almost mockingly note of his newly awakened state, gritting his teeth as she hopped off of the bookshelf and walked towards him. Guessing she was an assassin for the Dark Brotherhood by now, he could take a guess and say that the strides she was taking were to entice him. He didn't quite know why she was trying to entice him so, he was already here, and though he was on guard, it was surely justified in her mind. After all, he had been kidnapped. He listened to her speak and could feel the cold, cold metal of her dagger on his cheek. Death didn't scare him, and as often as he could he kept unwavering eye contact with her. He wanted to demonstrate his lack of fear, the Dark Brotherhood name not even keeping him from being him. They weren't too harmful; if they wanted him dead, then he would be dead already more than likely. When the dark elf told him that he was being considered to join the Brotherhood, however, Avecius' interest was piqued. While he never saw himself as such a person, it would definitely cater to his tastes. He was oddly attracted to killing, and while their acts were still illegal, at least he would have a group to fall back on and likely a place to lay low if it came to it.

Then she went around his back, and he felt the wetness of what he could only assume was a tongue trailing up his neck to his ear, and heard her personal offer being added to the mix. He raised his eyebrows, not even bothering to try and turn to see her face. He knew that she would have it hidden before he could see, and watched as she walked in front of him. He looked at the three persons on their knees in front of him, his eyes looking over each of them equally. He felt a blood lust fill his form, one that he had not felt in quite some time, his irises flashing in an almost carnal way as he eyed his potential victims. Gently, without trying to startle her, he took the dagger from his captor's hand and walked towards the three victims he was able to choose from.

Two men and a women, with one of the three having the tail of an Argonian. He continued to walk, not hiding his footsteps, causing the captives to whimper more, and Avecius could swear he could hear gently sobbing from the male who wasn't Argonian. He walked behind the three, seeing their hands bound behind their backs, and walked up to the lizard, placing the blade against it's neck and pulling it horizontally. Gurgles were heard from him, as the Imperial gently set the man to the floor on his stomach, the red blood pooling. The woman could hear this gurgling, and she started to sob as well. Walking behind her, a similar motion was made, and a yell was let out into the shack as the final victim heard the death gurgles of the female. After setting the female on her stomach on the floor similar to the Argonian, Avecius could hear the third man begging his mysterious reaper for his life, promising women, septims, and land. Avecius did not reply, slitting his throat like the rest and setting him on his front. Enough time had passed for the two previous pools of blood to bleed into one larger pool, and the final slit throat was quickly growing to join them.

He walked back to the dark elf, holding the blade of the dagger and lifting the handle up to her. In his deep voice, he asked one simple question. "Satisfied?"
 
With a eager grin, Alkina let the blade slip from her grasp and into his. If he tried something while he handled her blade, she had a spare to counter him with, but she doubted that would be necessary. She watched his selection process with interest, bringing back memories of her first time choosing her victim. Astrid made clear that she only had to kill one of the three, but could kill as many as she pleased. Needless to say, Alkina killed all three in excitement and later that night spent the night with an Argonian to satisfy her own bloodlust. Killing had always been fun for her and got her excited in ways that no other thing in this world could possibly do for her. Finding a group that accepted that and even encouraged it only made things all the more sweeter. Alkina would be the first to admit she was a twisted person, she had no shame in her desires and usually got her way thanks to her natural beauty and charms.

Watching Avecius killed each person before her with cold eyes as he ceremoniously killed every single victim before them did something to her. Their blood coating the rotten wood of the abandoned shack and most surely staining it for as long as it could stand. The sight was beautiful to her, exciting, nothing was more arousing to her then a good kill. With each kill, Alkina touched her thighs feeling herself getting wet just from the sight. She bit her lip, unable to let him see thanks to her mask as he approached her to hand her the blood cover blade. Alkina grinned at his words as she looked at the blade and then towards the bodies that laid on the ground, their blood slowly mixing together on the ground. "Hmm..." She hummed in thought for a moment before letting her hood fall to reveal long black hair that framed her face and had a single strand of braided hair on the right, near her pointed ears. Then she allowed her mask to fall, revealing her features to the man before her. Sharp yet feminine, she was a beauty to behold as well as someone to fear. A grin grew across her lips as she finally spoke again, "Not quite yet."

Alkina bit her lip at the imperial as she pulled off her gloves and boots, not caring about the rotting floor behind her as she slowly let her armor come off to reveal more of her body to Avecious. Her breasts were heavy and full, well above average for most women. Her curves allowed the eyes to roam over her until it landed unto her smooth, bare sex. "I need something else to satisfy me." She grinned, her hands pushing on his chest gently until he fell back onto the old bed that remained within the shack. With a seductive chuckle, she climbed on top of him. Her lips found his neck as her tongue gave him another lick to taste his skin. She let a soft moan escape her lips and into his ear as she pressed her body into his. "What do you say friend?" She asked with a whisper into his ear as her hands began to explore his body.
 
As Avecius waited for a response from her, in the very deepest recesses of his mind, he heard a faint, growling whisper speaking to him. The Imperial could hear it, and didn't hear her comment about her current lack of total satisfaction by trying to focus on what this whisper was saying, but try as he might, the man couldn't work it out. He furrowed his brow for only a moment, focusing back into reality just in time to see the Dunmer remove her hood, revealing the particular hairstyle that she had decided to wear that day, and pull down the mask, revealing the bottom half of her face that he could not see before. The sight of just how beautiful the woman who had captured him was caused Avecius to drop the dagger, the blade falling first and sticking into the wooden floor with force behind it, his expression a blank one of stunned disbelief. There was no way that a woman who was able to capture a man, forcing him to kill three people, could be this beautiful, correct? When that thought breached his mind, another of logic stepped in to explain it: a beautiful woman made it easy to lure most men and even some women into a vulnerable spot to make for a more discreet kill. While it was less likely he would ever use his looks for such a purpose, he knew then and there that she had to be good at her job on her looks alone.

He watched as she stripped her gloves first, then her boots. Piece by dark piece, the protection of her body left her form, revealing more and more delicious bits of her to the Imperial, his own heart rate quickening as he saw more and more of that dark skin reveal itself. He couldn't help but lick his lips, feeling his own manhood hardening in his commoner's clothes as the simple yet effective striptease caused feelings inside of him so long unexplored that they almost felt foreign. Having been without a woman's touch since his fling with a woman from Whiterun, that being about six months to a year ago, it took the Imperial a few moments to recognize his tunnel vision on the dark elf and the quickening of his heartbeat as arousal. When she came close to him, a small grin of his own swept across his features, her hands maneuvering him onto the bed before she crawled on top of him, his mind fuzzy with lust that was pouring into his thoughts. Everything he thought of so far was about her, and what his body wanted in this moment right here.

Feeling her warm body press into his and her seductive moan reach his ear, he grinned, his own hands moving to trace down her curves until eventually finding her rear. Hearing her question of his response to her offer, he thought for only a second before responding, his hips involuntarily pressing up into her body, letting the Dunmer feel his bulge of a manhood press into her. "I agree, but only on one condition: your name."
 
In her profession, her beauty and her skills of seduction were deadly tools. It was her preferred method of getting her target alone and vulnerable. She rarely actually slept with any, all she needed to do was get them on their backs, begging for her attention before she surprises them with a dagger. Skills such as hers were useful as an assassin and it was these skills that got her noticed in the first place. Once she joined the Dark Brotherhood, it was a lengthy, but effective process to work her way to high standing in the Dark Brotherhood. She had become a trusted and valuable assest to the group, but it was clear thaf Avecius was just as desired as a member to the secretive organization.

Feeling Avecius' hands exploring the smoothness of her curves made her smile. Her skin enjoying every touch his hands placed on her. The moment she felt his hips buck up into her, letting her get a feel of his bulge, a hot gasp came from her lips followed by a eager moan. She could already tell from what she could feel that Alkina was going to have plenty of fun with him. His request made a little chuckle come out of her. Her hands pushed against his chest as she sat up on his lap, letting him get a perfect view of her large and firm tits. Her own hips grinded against his, letting his bluge get a feel how warm and inviting her sex was. She let out a soft moan just before answering, "Fair enough, I'm Alkina. Nice to meet you." She teased playfully. Her hands explored his covered chest, letting her fingers touch his muscles through the fabric. "Let me be the first to welcome you to the Dark Brotherhood." She grinned and let her lips find his.

Alkina moaned into his lips as her hands began to explore his chest as they slipped underneath his shirt. Such thin fabric was easy to get into. Sadly, he needed them to get to their new home, otherwise, she would rip them off of him right now. Her tongue fought against his as her hips grind into him, her sex quickly growing wet from her need and excitement. Her hands slowly slipped out from his shirt as she pulled herself away reluctantly. She grinned down at the Imperial below her as her hands grabbed his own. She pushed the palms of his hands against her flat stomach and lead them up until his fingertips were near her hardened nipples, letting his hands feel the swell of her tits against his hands.
 
Alkina was this woman's name. It was certainly foreign, leading the Imperial to think that she was either native to Morrowind, or she was born into a family of two dark elves, as opposed to the pairing of a Dunmer and another race, which was a possibility in Skyrim, and an almost definite outcome in his own home of Cyrodiil. Grinning as she teased with the proper form of delivering one's name to a stranger, and felt her hands exploring his chest, which was covered by the thin fabric. He wondered just how ravenous she would be; Avecius could only assume that she knew he would need clothing to survive the trip to wherever the Brotherhood were housed. However, his mind was ripped from its musings as she welcomed him to the Dark Brotherhood. He grinned, feeling her lips find his in a heated and passionate kiss. He felt as her hands moved underneath his shirt, grateful that he was one to stay physically fit due to his frequent excursions to sate his killing appetite with the feat of clearing a bandit stronghold. He wondered if Alkina would like to accompany him to such trips...

His hands moved minimally as they kissed, and the Imperial felt her tongue battle his in a small duel, Avecius himself not entirely sure of who won the encounter...then he figured that winning wasn't the purpose of this. In fact, he was pretty sure that the Dunmer on top of him was simply aiming to take care of a need of her own. He saw her grin, and returned it with a smirk, his chocolate brown eyes staring deep into her own in lust. If one were to be particularly attuned to details, they could see that after the three kills, flecks of a deep crimson could be seen in his irises, but they were so minuscule at this time that it was unlikely she could spot them unless she was particularly attentive on his eyes. He let his hands be led up to her breasts, and felt them up, squeezing the soft flesh in his palms, the pad of his hand rubbing earnestly against her erect nipples. His tongue lashed out to lick his lips, his crotch feeling the warmth of her cunt through his pants. This gave him an idea, and he pushed up with his hips, grinding into the bareness of her womanhood, wondering how she would react to the duality of the pleasure she was receiving at this time.

Becoming a bit restless himself, he moved his hands sharply from her tits to her sides. Then, using a strength that he had not exerted this whole visit, he flipped the pair of them, gently resting her on her back as he loomed above her now. The Imperial gave a small grunt at this movement, forgetting that humans were still of respectable weight regardless of their form, and he smiled down at her resting there. He gave a small, gentle kiss onto her neck, his mouth now moving downward to her collarbone, and then her breasts, his tongue licking around the nipple before finally flicking across it, taking the nub between his lips and sucking, his eyes never leaving her face so he could see her expressions.
 
For the few minutes that Alkina remained on top of the Imperial, she noticed something that sparked curiosity within her. Three tiny red details within his eyes that only eyes as sharp as her own could have spotted. Avecius had killed three people before her eyes, seemingly enjoying himself while doing so. Her thoughts began to wonder if there was connection amongst these details laid before her. She knew something was off about him, yet she couldn't resist whatever it was. His handsome features and killing methods were arousing enough, but there was something else within him that drew her to him. The man was interesting and you can learn a lot about another person once you slept with them in her expirence. It also didn't help that he stirred a lust within her that no other has done before. For what reasons, she was sure it was due to his killing method and lust for death, but Alkina suspected there was much more. While she couldn't pin point what else about Avecius interested her, but there was something almost...unnatural about him that made her eager to bed him.

However, her wondering thoughts snapped back to the scene before her as she felt Avecius' hands squeezing her soft tits and teasing her hardened little nipples. A pleased gasp escaped her along with a few soft moans feeling him touching her body. Then, a even hotter moan escaped her feeling the man's hips buck up into her bare sex and grind against her. A whine of pleasure escaped her as she closed her eyes to take in every sensation her body was experiencing. She could feel how warm and thick his cock was through such thin fabric. Alkina could even feel it throbbing against her almost begging her to release it so it could find warmth inside of her. Her sweet juices darkened his pants from his skillful teases and it only worsened as she bucked her hips back into him. Her body already eager to let him inside. Alkina opened her eyes again so Avecius see the burning lust within her as she bit her lip at him in hunger for his body.

Before Alkina could make her next move, she gasped in surprise as she felt her own weight shift and her world spin around her until she felt the old bed against her back as she stared up at the man that was once underneath her. The old wood of the bed creaked from the shift in weight, but still held both of them strongly for its age. Alkina let out a giggle as she stared up at Avecius, curiously awaiting his next move which she luckily didn't have to weight long for. A soft moan escaped her feeling his lips touch the flesh of her neck. A pleased smile grew on her face as she watched his lips reach her breasts. Her hand touched the back of his head, her fingers entangling into his hair as she watched his tongue tease her sensitive nipple. A hot moan escaped her as she watched eagerily as the man teased and played with her nipple expertly. The moment his lips started to suck on her nipple, Alkina closed her eyes just for a moment while letting out a moan. She pushed his head down harder against her tit as her back arched to push as much of herself up against his lips as she could. Her hips squirmed eagerly as her legs spread wider for him in response, her knees lifting up to meet his hips as she moaned for him. Alkina eventually managed to open her eyes again to watch what his actions and see the pleasure on his face as he tasted her flesh.
 
Avecius could see the positive reaction to his initiative, glad that Alkina wasn't one to try and dominate him. Though, to be fair, that was the first impression he got from her when this all started; pushing him onto the bed and starting things off on top was usually an indicator for a dominant woman. However, the pleased gasp that escaped her Dunmer lips told him that he was on the right track to earning her affections. He continued to suckle on her tit like a young infant, feeling her body arch up to meet his to ensure as much physical contact as possible between the two of them. Her womanhood did leave a lingering wetness on his own trousers, and while as it cooled down the Imperial could feel it growing colder, he didn't even care, his focus solely on pleasing this woman on this bed right here and now. His mind was a blur, a haze of lust-filled movement and thoughts. He had never wanted to lay with a woman as badly as he wanted to right now, and he was wondering if the killings he had just performed had augmented the sex in any manner. Again, his lust-addled state prevented him from truly thinking on the idea, but it did flit through his mind for the briefest of instances. In fact, the smell of the drying blood in the shack hadn't even registered in his mind at all, the scent of Alkina's skin the smell that was most prominent to him at this moment.

Soon, his mouth grew somewhat tired from the sucking of her nipple, and he decided to move on from the bud. He moved down her body, his tongue always lightly pressed to her skin as he did so. Avecius let the tip of his mouth housed muscle to dip into her belly button for the most fleeting of seconds before trailing it down her waist, until, finally, he had reached the promise land that was her womanhood. he could smell the intoxicating aroma of her pussy from the few inches away from her slit he resided for this moment, glad to know that she made somewhat of an effort to keep herself clean. The shaven nature of her womanhood was also desirable to him, glad that his next move wasn't going to leave him tasting hair. He moved in slowly, and with a precision only matched by the ritual of killing he had just performed for the Dunmer, his tongue licked from the bottom of her slit, his tongue dipping into her entrance for a moment or two, then trailing up, and up, eventually reaching the bundle of a pleasure center that was her clitoris. he smiled up at her, his tongue lashing out to lick at his lips, and he moved in, taking it into his lips, gently sucking on it before his tongue flicked over it at a repeated, rapid pace. His hand moved to the area of her womanhood below the clit, rubbing her either side of her entrance with his hand, as well as the pussy itself by extension, before two fingers, his middle and his index, slid into the slick hole to the third knuckle, as far deep as his fingers would allow.

The next actions Avecius made were similar to the ones he had just done, only faster. His tongue moved faster, his fingers started to move in and out of her entrance, at a snail's pace to begin with, but at a much more impressive rate as the seconds went by. His spare hand went to her breast, groping it in his cupped palm similarly to how he had groped her when she had guided his hands to that part of her body. He could hear the very slight sloshing of her wetness already, a smile coming to his open mouth as he used all of his facial effort to please this one center in his body. He had to take a guess and say it wasn't exactly the vaginal stimulation that she was hoping for in that very moment, but the Imperial was one to please the woman first, at the very least on the first occasion they copulated, so this was the time to do this, in this moment.
 
As much as Alkina did want to dominate the man to get what she wanted, she couldn't resist giving him what he wanted either. All the fight within her seemed to obey whatever Avecius wanted. The lust burning within him fuelled her own. Alkina has never felt so much lust and need towards someone before, but every thing he was doing to her made her hungry for more. Her body was aching to feel more of him, but she didn't mind waiting too terribly long. After all, she wanted to enjoy every second she had with this man. The way his lips sucked on her breasts with so much hunger made her moan hotly. Her sensitive nipples feeling so much stimulation that she felt her body squirm in pleasure. The wood of the bed creaked underneath her as her body started to grow more desperate for even more pleasure.

The cold air hitting her wet and exposed hardened little nipple sent chills down her spine as she eagerly awaited for the Imperial's next move. A soft moan escaped her feeling his tongue trailing down her body so tenderly. Her legs spread wider apart for him the closer she felt him get to her sopping wet pussy. Just as skilled of a killer he was, he was equally skilled in the art of pleasing a woman. Never before had she felt some one use their lips and tongue in such a skillful manner. Each lick his tongue made against her sensitive flesh made her quiver and moan. Her hand found the back of his head, her fingers entangling with his hair as she arched her back in pleasure. That slight dip into her entrance made her breathe sharply, expecting him to push his tongue inside of her, but instead continued up. A slight whine escaped her, but was quickly replaced by hot moans as his lips and tongue assualted her clit. Her legs spread even wider for him as she moaned for Avecius. However, just when she thought his work couldn't get any more pleasurable, his fingers started to work against her as well. Feeling his fingers fill her desperate hole only made her moan louder. The way he played with her pussy was almost too much to bare. His mouth making her clit buzz with pleasure as her hole tightened around his fingers made her feel ready to explode.

Just as she felt that familiar tightening in her stomach, her moans grew even hotter as he picked up the speed of his work. Her free hand dug into the bed as her hips bucked up against his face. She could feel her body scream in pleasure as she felt his powerful tongue lashing against her clit as his fingers pushed in and out of her hole. "Oh Gods!" She moaned in pure pleasure as her legs began to shake as her orgasm reached closer. Alkina didn't last much longer, holding back her cum as much as she could to enjoy the pleasure he gave her just a bit longer. However, she couldn't hold it back anymore. "Ahhh! I'm gonna cum!" She moaned a warning to her partner. Just before she felt herself explode, Alkina pushed his face deeper inside of her, making sure his tongue was ready. She let out several hot moans as she tensed up, her body almost locking up as she finally came onto the man's face. Her sweet tasting cum ending up on the man's tongue and lips.
 
Avecius could tell that she was enjoying this bit of their encounter. Her loud moans into the blood scented air were enough of a signal that such a thing was the case. He could also tell that the fact that he was in control was something that she wasn't used to. Her initiation of all this had hinted at that, but he could definitely tell that, whether it was simply him alone or there was a spark of submissiveness in her from time to time, this sexual experience was different for her. It was curious, and while he did want to know more, he knew that there were more pressing matters at hand for him to take care of. Her writhing was nice, and it showed that despite a lack of practice, he still had a certain touch to his acts that Alkina was enjoying. Her body reacting in its involuntary ways was nice as well, her pulsations inside of her body a joy to behold, and the Imperial could only wait to see what they felt like when it was his cock inside of her instead of his fingers.

When he was warned that she was about to cum, he removed his fingers from her entrance and clamped his lips over her slit, his tongue sliding inside of her entrance. In all senses, Avecius drank the juices as they flowed onto his tongue and mouth, the sweet nectar pleasing to consume. He wasn't quite sure how odd that was for someone to do, but he didn't quite care, either. He was so aroused by this whole endeavor that he wouldn't be surprised if when they got to the main event that they went for ages. When her orgasm had finished, he removed his lips form her body, licking his chops like a wolf as he smiled down at the Dunmer. He crawled back up her body, his mouth finding hers once more and kissing her as passionately as he had when they first started. He was sure that the recent consumption of her juices had left a lingering taste on his breath, and he took a guess to say that Alkina would be able to taste herself on his tongue and inside of his mouth. He wondered if that would be sexual for her at all, and to try and keep her arousal up, as the two of them made out his hands went to her breasts, even resting over the dark blue hand that covered one of her breasts. His hips were trying to steer clear of her slit and clit, knowing for sure that a woman was rather sensitive after an orgasm, and the one that the Dark Elf had just gone through was particularly powerful.

Eventually, his lips left hers, and he looked deeper into her violet irises. "So, I take it that was a positive experience for you?" He chuckled and licked his lips again. "You taste particularly divine, if you were wondering."
 
Heated breath escaped Alkina's lips with each pant. Her legs practically became numb and shook softly as she tried to recover from her intense orgasm. It's been so long since a man could please her enough to make her cum. The relief that washed over her was unlike anything she's ever felt before. Even better was the warmth of his body that occupied her relief. Her whole body seemed to relax underneath him as her hands dug into the bed softly and allowed a pleased smile to grow on her face. She adored the way Avecius was making her feel. In just a span of a few minutes, he had pleased her more then any other man had for years. She could count on her hand how many men would please her sex with his man and she didn't have to count too many fingers to get a accurate number. While she seduced people and even slept with a few for her line of work, never had she felt so happy to be with someone so intimately.

A chuckle escaped her soft lips seeing her bedmate licking his lips from her taste as she watched with a grin as he returned to hover over her. Eagerly, Alkina's lips met his as she could feel his wet lips against her own soft lips. Alkina could taste her own sweet juices on his lips. Her lips parted feeling his tongue wanting access inside. Her tongue met his as she craved for more of their mixed taste. Something about tasting herself on his lips and tongue were making her eager for more. His hands playing with her breasts made a few soft moans come from her while she adored their kiss. Her body wad already getting excited again. While she appreciated the gesture he made by keeping his cock away from her sensitive sex, it wasn't long before she was ready for him again. When she was ready, Alkina broke the kiss and smiled at Avecius, "Do you want me to return the favor or would you rather feel my tight pussy?" She questioned, letting out a chuckle as her eyes burned with lust for the man before her.
 
Avecius heard her question towards his desire with her at the moment, and it was his turn to grin with a deep seeded lust in his brain. "How about we save your mouth for another time, eh? I already know for a fact that I am going to be joining the Brotherhood...I figure we are going to be around each other quite a bit..." With that said, his head moved back down from the close proximity she had left the two of them at, and captured her lips in another passionate kiss. he didn't know why, but constantly kissing Alkina like they were doing felt...right. He knew this sensation wasn't love by any means, and he doubted that anything of that nature would develop between the two of them...but the complete and utter lust that he was feeling for her, and how kissing was a very easy and relatively inconspicuous way to demonstrate just how strong of an emotion that was in her vicinity...well, the more he could do this to her the better. So, he kissed, and his hands continued their lewd groping of her round orbs of flesh on her chest as he did so. Her moans were also a bit of flavor that he liked, the sweet sound of them quite the contrast to the dark person that the Dunmer was. Not to say that he wasn't a dark individual himself, but the contrast was just divine.

As he kissed and groped, his hips moved rather skillfully to her exposed sex. He could feel the intense heat of the folds washing over the skin of his manhood, and that only proved to excite the unsatisfied man that much more. He pulled his hips back, the head of his cock lined up perfectly with the velvet entrance, and then, in one swift, fluid motion, he buried himself inside of her. While the Imperial had figured the heat intense in direct closeness to her pussy, inside of it was another story entirely. He groaned into the kiss, breaking it as his head went to the side of Alkina's, as his mind screamed with a pleasure that Avecius had not felt in what seemed like ages. He had forgotten what it was like, how it almost seemed like one's manhood was melting inside of this sexual blaze, and the sensation that outright flooded his nerves was divine in itself. Taking a moment to compose himself, he began to saw his hips straight back and straight forward. The motion was slow, but it was definitely complete, the head of his cock the only thing buried inside of her when he was out of her the maximum amount he allowed, almost as if he wanted to keep the heat on his shaft and head. He was also pushing forward as far as he could, his size reaching the deepest depths of her womanhood as he slowly fucked her. While he was going at his own pace, if a signal was given by the Dunmer to pick it up he would certainly oblige. It seemed ridiculous to please her so well with his mouth, only to have her fall asleep when it came down to it.
 
His words brought a smile to her face. Alkina was already imaging all the fun they were going to have together in between missions. Every kill driving him to crave her body. She could only imagine what kind of things he was going to do to her and the thought excited her. Having Avecius in the Dark Brotherhood was going to have more perks then she originally thought. It felt so good to kiss him. Alkina didn't love this man, hell she wasn't sure if she was even capable of love, but something about kissing him and having him on top of her felt so right. Never before has she felt this towards anyone before. Yet, she adored the taste of his lips. She was becoming addicted to his taste as though he had coated his lips with skooma. While love seemed far from the question, Alkina began to wonder how she was becoming so addicted to his touch. She slept with plenty of people, yet his touch was the one she was craving most and it was almost driving her crazy.

Alkina moaned into his lips, feeling his hands squeezing her tits greedily as her tongue started to play with his own. Her legs spread further apart for him feeling his hips adjust for her entrance. Her soaking wet pussy could feel the heat of his member. Her sex already looked desperate and hungry, quivering in anticipation for him. The moment she felt his cock push inside of her, Alkina moaned in sweet relief and pleasure. Her tight squeezing walls having to stretch to fit him inside of her, but pulling him in deeper. Alkina closed her eyes and arched her back in pleasure. She hasn't felt such relief before now that he was finally inside of her. Alkina enjoyed feeling his slow, deep thrusts into her. His length sliding in and out of her and making her little hole stretch every time he push himself back in. Alkina opened her eyes to look up at Avecius as he humped her. Her nails dug into his back in sweet pleasure as she moaned softly with each thrust. However, it wasn't long before her body was begging for more. "Please...ahhhh faster." She moaned feeling his cock slowly pumped deep inside of her, deep enough that she could feel his tip nearly pushing into her womb.
 
The pleasure of having sex with a woman was something that was making speech difficult for Avecius. He continued to grope, continued to moan, but words were not coming out of the Imperial's mouth, at least not as recognizable sounds. One could think he was becoming possessed by a Daedric prince, but Avecius still had his wits about him...however much the action they were performing in this location probably more than pleased a few of the Princes. He continued to saw in and out of her, his motions just as fluid as his entrance had been, barely a stop between the act of pushing in and pulling out. Each time a particularly strong wave of pleasure hit his brain (which, with the heat of her cunt, was actually rather often), a loud moan followed, leaving his lips and bouncing off the walls. The Imperial was sincerely hoping that this shack was in a rather inconspicuous location; despite not thinking of it before, the walls weren't the most solid, to be sure.

The man heard her request and grinned down at her, his eyes finding hers as he nodded slowly. His hands dragged themselves from her breasts to her hips, giving him that much more leverage before his movements inside of her sped up. It was a somewhat slow acceleration, but he was accelerating nonetheless, the depths of his thrusts unchanged, only the speed changing. This caused his white skin and her dark blue skin to clap together eventually, the moans on his end growing more and more feral and desperate. He felt a fire grow in his eyes, and he gazed into Alkina's violet irises with this fire, groaning a guttural growl under his breath as he fucked her like an animal.
 
Alkina couldn't get enough of Avecius. His cock felt perfect inside of her. With every thrust he was hitting all her most sensitive spots that drove her crazy. Her back arched in pleasure as she dug her nails into his back. With every thrust, another moan left her. Her own moans mixing with his in the abandon shack's air in such sweet music along with the wet claps of their hips meeting. Her whole body seemed to melt underneath him as every muscle lost the ability to tense up. The only part of her somewhat about to function were her hips that bucked against him to match his thrusts. The way he squeezed her breasts while he fucked her little pussy only added to her pleasure. Her dark blue nipples grown hard underneath his hand and rubbed against the palm of his hand with each movement they made. She could only imagine how this act was pleasing her lord Sithis as well. A triple murder and a couple fucking near their corpses would please the Daedric Prince indeed, perhaps in more ways then one as well.

The moment Avecius grabbed her hips and started thrusting himself into her even faster, her moans grew louder. Her nails dug into his skin hard enough to leave deep red lines in his white skin. Her tits, now free from his grasp, started to bounce with his thrusts. The old wooden bed underneath her started to creak louder with their movements. "Oh fuck!" She moaned, closing her eyes and arching her back as his cock pumped deep in her pussy at a faster rate. "Fuck I love your cock..." She breathed hotly as she finally allowed her eyes to open again and stare back into his. His burning eyes along with his grunts and moans reminded her of a wild animal and it only drove her more wild. He growled and grunted like a Daedric Prince in heat and her body started to crave him more. "Oh gods, fuck me!" She moaned again as her legs wrapped around his waist to keep him inside of her. Her violet eyes burning with lust as her body demanded for more.
 
Avecius knew of Sithis, of course. The stories, the tales of how he came before the Divines and the Daedric Princes, and how he would be the only thing left after they slaughtered one another. He himself was always...intrigued by the being, reading up on him whenever he could, but being the chief deity of the Dark Brotherhood made it very difficult to find material on him. Now that he was inducted into the Brotherhood, he knew he would have that much more information at his fingertips. Maybe some of the info was wrong, and like all deities in Nirn, there was some debate onto Sithis and his position in the pantheons, but Avecius was a subscriber to the belief of him being all present, of him not being a Divine or a Prince, and being greater than all of these beings. That idea, that he would be serving a being so far above the rest of them that he was feared by the Divines and the Princes themselves, was very exciting to him. He had hoped for the longest time to be as close to the deity as possible, and now, after killing some random person and meeting Alkina, he had been closer to that goal than ever before.

Her demanding body was certainly keeping up with him, and that was something that surprised the Imperial. Not that he figured himself to be a god of sex, but that he was lasting this long with such an insatiable woman, and that she seemed to want more, and that the fact that the Dark Elf was wanting more turned her on so much that it looped back around...soon enough, she would be bursting at the seams of her lust. If the two of them were going to be in the Family together, then that would allow them that much more time to satiate each other's desires. That thought was equally as exciting as the thought of serving Sithis and his will, and he groaned, his head throwing itself back to stare at the ceiling. He didn't feel a hit to his stamina at all; Avecius felt like he could go for ages if he wanted to, into the next era of time. While he wasn't getting close to being spent with his breath and sweat, his balls were an entirely different matter, as the familiar sensation of his gut seeming to drop hit his brain. "Gonna...cum...soon..." He growled a bit, his eyes focusing themselves onto Alkina's violet orbs once more. "Where?"
 
Avecus' words brought a grin to Alkina's lips as she felt his cock pump in and out of her wet pussy. She moaned and arched her back feeling his cock throb and twitch inside of her from his coming orgasm. Her own orgasm was reaching its peak only making her tighten more. "Oh gods!" She moaned feeling her stomach tighten and burn as she felt his cock hitting all her most sensitive places. Her hands scratched long red lines from his shoulders all the way to his lower back as she used her new grip to push herself against his thrusts to make him go deeper inside of her with each thrust he made inside of her. With a few more thrusts, Alkina moaned hotly and loudly, "Oh gods! I'm cumming!" Her body tightened as pulled him deep inside of her as her cum soaked his cock deep within her. She panted, her body shaking for the pleasure, as her entire body felt waves of relief wash over her, but she still eagerly awaited Avecius' own cum.

She was tempted to let the Imperial finish inside of her so she could feel his warm cum deep within her, but the risk of pregnancy was too great. Unless her lord Sithis wanted her to be impregnated, she didn't want such thungs happening to her otherwise, but a wicked idea came to her for a different place he could cum. "Pull out, I know where you can cum." She instructed. While she felt empty without his cock inside of her, Alkina knew it was for the best. She got down on her needs before him. Her tongue started to lick along his shaft, tasting herself on him. She wrapped her hand around his member as stroked him firmly and quickly, wrapping her lips around his cock as she sucked his tip with her tongue playing with it, moaning into his cock as she tried to suck the cum out of him.
 
Aventus had some small modicum of trouble trying to hold his cum back from the onslaught that was Alkina's intense orgasm. The fact that Aventus had made her reach the peak of her pleasure multiple times this session was definitely an accomplishment for any man to a woman, but the Imperial had a feeling that this was more impressive somehow. He had to stop thrusting through her orgasm in order to keep himself stable, and when her mind registered the comment that he had made, it seemed that a few ideas flew through her head of where his seed should go. He could only assume one of those locations was inside of her, but he came to the conclusion that it probably wasn't too good of an idea to dump his seed there. He waited, gently moving involuntarily as his primal instincts tried to force him to cum, and it was taking all of his willpower to keep that from happening.

As instructed, the Imperial pulled his manhood out of her, the air of the shack hitting his wet flesh and causing a small shiver to go up his spine because of it. He watched as her form moved to fall to her knees in front of him, which caused a bit of a thrill to spike in his mind. He felt her lips immediately clamp themselves around the head of his dick, and the sensitivity of that part of a man's cock made the shaft twitch in her hand. He moaned, his eyes squeezing themselves shut as she sucked at him like a straw, before finally, his mind broke. "Cumming!" With the one word out that he needed to get out, he let out a roar of a moan, and his cock gave a mighty pulse as the first large globule of cum shot itself into her throat. Then came another, and another, back to back to back, and each was rather large in volume. It took a good while, but soon enough he had finished, and his breathing was heavy as all Oblivion. He looked down at the woman who had given him such a good time, and he chuckled. "To think...I would lay with my kidnapper..."
 
The moment he gave his warning, Alkina prepared for his orgasm. His roar of pleasure shaking her down to her very core until she felt the sweet release of his warm cum. She had expected a fair bit of cum to run down her throat, but she was shocked to feel load after load forcing itself down her throat. Alkina closed her eyes, struggling to swallow so much cum even as a experienced as she was. It must have been forever since he's felt the touch of a woman to make him cum so much. That, or, she just pleased him that much. Either way, she loved feeling so much of his seed filling and warming her stomach. She slowly pulled her lips away with a audible pop. Alkina grinned, looking up at him as she licked her lips at him and used her tongue a bit more to clean off his cock. She chuckled at his words and pulled away finally, "Funny world we live in. But I know I had fun." She teased with a grin before finally getting back up.

"You'll definitely make a good member of the Dark Brotherhood. I can play with you all the time." She chuckled, leaning in to kiss him one last time out of pure need to feel his lips again. When she finally pulled away, her eyes met his. "We should get dressed. After all, we have some important business to take care of and if you're a good boy, I'll let you feel what else my mouth can do." She teased one last time before turning away from him and reaching to the pile of clothes she left behind in the heat of her lust. She redressed herself in her assassin leathers and made sure her daggers were still in their rightful places. Once she was ready, she opened the door to the abandoned shack, signing contently as she finally got a soft, cold breeze against her skin along with some fresh air, a nice change from the smell of rotten wood she had to endure for sometime. She turned to look at Aventus and smiled, "Are you ready to meet the rest of the family?"
 
Aventus' vision had shrunk to that of a pinhole as the orgasm wracked his body like convulsions from an electrocution spell. The twitches of his cock were contained quite nicely by her lips, and he couldn't even notice her mouth swallowing each shot as it was fired. After a few moments, he felt Alkina's tongue move out from her mouth and lick up and down his shaft, presumably to clean the semen that had been leaked out of her lips due to the volume of it. The darkness creeping around the edge of his vision eventually faded, and his eyes eventually found their way back to her face, that grin on her lips the first thing that he focused on. It wasn't a trained grin that she forced out of her mind in order to gain the trust of the person that she was delivering the expression to. This grin...it was one that she was giving out of sheer happiness from the experience that she had been given. He chuckled at her response to his offhand comment, and he nodded his head. "It's definitely mutual." He returned the kiss when it was delivered, and his hands left her body alone. When she pulled away, and said that he would be a great addition to the Brotherhood, he smiled, sitting up. "I'm glad that I won't be a hindrance."

When Alkina noted that the two of them should get dressed, Aventus looked down at his body, and shrugged. He hadn't taken off too much, not needing to and just needed his dick exposed. He watched as the Dark Elf got dressed up in her armor, and felt the gentle breeze of the outdoors come into the shack, somewhat washing away the stench of blood that had filled the room. Aventus stood up off of the bed, hiding his manhood back into his pants and undergarments before dusting off his behind of hay. Then, smiling, he nodded at her question. "More ready than I have been for anything else."
 
Alkina found herself chuckling at her new friend's comments. She didn't understand it, but she felt this need to be near him. It was like a supernatural pull that prevented her from wanting to be too far away from him. She's never felt this towards anyone else before. Something felt off about the whole thing. While she already knew this wasn't love, she began to wonder what it was that drove her to him. As Aventus cleaned himself up, she took a moment to study him. Other then his good looks, there seemed to be nothing wrong with him, on the outside at least. The way he killed however, was something different. She's seen her fair share of cold people, but none of them have ever killed all three. Normally, it was the kidnapper's job to finish the two survivors. Yet, he was more then happy to kill them all himself. She would be interested in learning more about him as time passes. One thing was sure, he was by far the most interesting person she's met.

"Good, we got a bit of a ride from here to Falkreath, we may need to stay at an inn tonight to rest and pick up the rest of the journey tomorrow, but I'm sure you wouldn't mind that." She smiled teasingly just before she stepped out and brought two fingers to her lips. With a gentle blow, a soft whistle came from her and soon the sound of galloping hooves arrived at a quick pace. Within seconds, a brown horse with a white stripe on his nose arrived, once hidden from sight so they would be remained undisturbed in case someone came by and decided to investigate. "Ragner here will make the trip a bit easier, but we'll still need to make a stop." She explained as she greeted the horse with a friendly stroke down his nose. The horse pushed his nose hardee against her palm before pulling back. With a soft smile, Alkina jumped up onto the horse and looked over to her friend, offering a hand to help if he needed it.
 
Aventus had finished cleaning himself, catching how her eyes were studying him and smiling to her. He figured it wasn't something malicious, but his curiosity was definitely piqued as far as what she was looking for. Not getting them much, it was entirely possible that her gaze was one of simple admiration for his form, and that was the answer the Imperial decided to go with until he had determined otherwise. As the pair of them exited the rotting shack, he heard her comment on the pair of them staying at an inn for a rest, and Aventus chuckled. "We can stay at the inn in Rorikstead. The name of it escapes me, but the innkeeper there owes me a favor, and a free room should be the perfect reciprocation." He reminisced for a moment on what he had done for the innkeeper. It was a simple task of pest control, but skeevers were the pest as opposed to simple rats. It had been the event which unlocked his knowledge of his blood lust, and was likely the happening that had caused himself and Alkina to meet in the first place. Funnily enough, if those skeevers hadn't been killed, his promising situation at present likely wouldn't have come to pass.

Turns out skeevers are good for something after all, he thought.

The Dark Elf's whistle shook him out of his thoughts, and he heard the galloping hooves of a horse coming over their way. The Imperial's eyebrows raised, curious as to how one could hide a damn horse, but Alkina had managed it. It's name was apparently Ragner; that sounded like a Nord's name, and was curious as to why Alkina wouldn't name her own horse a Dunmer name. At the mention of a stop, Aventus smiled and nodded, taking her hand and climbing onto the horse behind her and placing his arms on her sides. He was able to ride on a horse alone, but he had yet to be a passenger. "I can give directions if you need them."
 
"Lucky for us then, I certainly wouldn't mind a nice bed tonight after being in that rotten shack for so long. Besides, I wouldn't mind feeling you on a more proper bed." She grinned at him a bit wickedly and chuckled softly. It was quite a journey towards Rorikstead, but she was sure that Ragner could handle it with ease even with the extra weight on his back. She was sure the Imperial wondered why her steed didn't have a Dunmer name, but perhaps once more time went by, she would let him know. For now however, her main concern was a nice, warm bed with a belly full of mead and a impressive man to bed with. "I've travelled these lands a bit for meetings like your own, but if I find myself lost or unsure where I am, I'll be sure to ask." She smiled as she took the reins and urged Ragner into a gallop. She looked up towards the sky to see that the sun was about mid way through the blue, cloudless skies of Skyrim. With luck, they would make it to the inn by dusk. She couldn't think of a more perfect time to reach an inn, especially with what she intended to do once she got her new ally alone.

The chilled winds that hit her were refreshing and helped awaken her a bit more after all that happened, but soon the air became warmer as the frosted tips that covered the grass and leaves of the trees slowly disappeared. Slowly, the trees started to thin out more as well until there was nothing by fields and mountians in sight. Luck was on their side that little had bothered them through their journey. Wolves, bears, even the occasional craig cat would threaten them, but none had come too near to start a fight which was a bit unusual, but Alkina surely wasn't going to argue. By the time the sun started to set, Alkina could spot the small little farm town of Rorikstead with farmers still tending to their fields and animals. When they rode into town, the pair were given a few curious looks, but the farmers were use to seeing different visitors come and go to use their inn for rest. Alkina jumped off Ragner once they reached the inn and hitched him to a nearby post to make sure he didn't wonder off too far. "Hopefully, your friend still remembers the favor he owes you." She smiled, stretching a bit to loosen her muscles from such a long ride.
 
The Imperial chuckled a small bit at the mention of the two of them enjoying each other in a proper bed. Aventus himself thought the sex would likely be amazing with her no matter the location, be it a bed, a crypt, or some picturesque locale in front of a waterfall. No matter where they were, the man had a feeling that Alkina would find a way to please him. Maybe he would need to use murder as a catalyst, but his psychopathic tendencies had him not view that as too big a deal. After all, when the two of them arrived at their final destination, murder would be his occupation, and the Brotherhood would likely protect him when things got particularly hairy. As the Dunmer controlling the horse was enjoying the frosty winds of Skyrim, so was Aventus. Despite being Imperial, he was a fan of the cold. It kept him alert, woke him up when he was drowsy, so when things did happen he was always ready to make some sort of action. Sure, if it got too cold then he would be somewhat slowed down, but that was why he had decided to live closer to the more temperate climes of Whiterun and Falkreath, just to avoid the extreme cold. Aventus was somewhat surprised that she knew exactly where in Oblivion Rorikstead was, but then again, as she stated to him before they took off, the life of an assassin for hire was a well traveled one, so it was entirely possible that Alkina had been to every location on a map of the province, as well as a few locations that would never be marked on one. That had to be some sort of achievement, surely, though likely one that would go relatively unnoticed.

Aventus was ripped from his thoughts when they came to a halt outside the Frostfruit Inn. He chuckled to himself when the Dunmer brought up her hope of Mralki remembering the debt he owed, and Aventus waved his hand, as if shooing the issue away. "I swayed his son's opinions on adventuring, causing him to stay in the town a while. Tried to pay me coin, but I asked for a favor instead, to be paid at a later date. He agreed." The Imperial waited patiently for Alkina to tie her horse up before leading the way inside. He walked right in, his eyes moving to the counter and seeing Mralki, as well as Erik, slaving away at a few mugs to clean them. He walked right up to the innkeeper, and after a few words of welcome and some catching up, Aventus and Alkina had themselves a free room.

Turning back to the Dunmer, he nodded his head. "Now, it isn't too out of the way of the main entrance area, but I'm sure that isn't too big of a deal for us, right?"
 
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