This was written for a SkyrimKinkMeme prompt which goes like this:

Guys, I have been playing my game and lollygagging too much in Whiterun to notice a handsome Bosmer that goes by the name of Anoriath. Now, his voice is very sweet and I just love hearing him out every time I walk by (especially his witty remarks to the ass of the town).

Well, Aela is a hunter, Anoriath is a hunter... I want them to meet each other and fall in love!

We all know Aela is a brave, independent woman, but maybe this Bosmer's sweet voice makes her knees go weak.

I want them to have LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT. Have them meet out in the wild, recognize each other but never really talked before and then bond over hunting stories and how smart and witty both are. Aela found her soul-mate.

Sweet romance. That's my kink if you want.

If necessary, I'm okay with sex/smut but nothing more than sweet stuff.

I know it's hard to mix Aela and fluff, but I think it's possible :D

After all, every girl's dream is to find the love of their life, no matter how independent tough you are.

It has some kind of depth to it, but the second part is full of smutt and smexy love. Enjoy!

Hunting Love

Aela was going to rip her hair out if the twins didn't shut the fuck up. She couldn't take it anymore. At the beginning it was extremely funny to hear the twins argue about what the Imperial Dragonborn's past holds and how many lovers she has courted. She was very tempted to interrupt them and tell them that in fact the nineteen year old Dragonborn was as pure as a Luna moth.

But that would imply losing the trust of a very precious friendship she has established with said nineteen year old. Shaking her head, Aela decided to go do some hunting, maybe that will take her head away from the bickering idiots. She loved them but damn.

Dear Divines, do these idiots use their heads for anything else.

They've had quiet the free time since the Dragonborn was named Harbinger. The girl has been running around doing most of the jobs with people she claimed 'owed her a favor', so there wasn't much to do today than sit down and do absolutely nothing.

She had other plans.

Grabbing her favorite set of arrows, the hunter walked out the door and into the city of Whiterun. It was still pretty early in the day so it was nice and sunny; the animals will be out feeding and out exploring.

As she walked down the stony path towards the gates, the redhead couldn't help but to ponder on her own love life or as she likes to call it, non-existing love life. The redhead has never thought about it, really. She had better things in mind, like keeping herself alive and collecting glory with the Companions. She liked the life of a warrior instead of that one of a housewife. Kids made her skin crawl, too.

But sometimes she craved something…

As she neared the gates, someone bumped her shoulder making her halt.

"Sorry ma'am, I was not paying attention." The man said, bowing his head in apology.

"Oh, no, I'm sorry sir. I was daydreaming." Aela said at the same time as the man, noting the softness on the guy's voice. Her blue eyes met the copper, slanted eyes of a Bosmer.

Shaking her head and smiling, she extended her hand. "My name is Aela, with the Companions. Most call me Aela the Huntress."

The Bosmer smiled and took her hand, shaking it. "I've seen you before, yes. I'm Anoriath, and I also hunt." Lifting his bow up, he smiled at her. Aela liked his attitude, he seemed pretty easy going. She also noted the dagger on his belt and the arrows at his back.

"Are you going out to hunt?" She asked, nodding at his weapons.

The Bosmer nodded and turned to look at the sky. "It is a beautiful day to hunt." He replied, smiling back at her.

"Do you mind a hunting company?" The redhead asked, smiling back when he shrugged and motioned for her to walk ahead and show the way.

She liked him, he seemed to be a nice man, and friendly too. Maybe they'll get to be good friends.

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As the day progressed, Aela and Anoriath kept chatting about simple things like how they spent their free time if any and also shared tips on how to hunt. They were both enjoying each other's company and Aela also noticed how her skin crawled at the sound of his voice. He just had such… appealing sound to it. As if she could hear it every night before drifting off to bed.

But she knew it was impossible, not only did she not have time for such things, there was no way she would start a relationship with an elf. Aela had absolutely nothing against other races, but her father always expected her to someday, if her soul allowed it, marry a big and strong Nord.

The whole time they were killing, she wondered what it would be like to start opening herself to other people. To accept that maybe someday she will eventually fall in love unexpectedly.

Both hunters had sweat running down their foreheads and necks. The bright sun was making them hot, but it just added thrill to the kill. They currently had their eye on a big and strong sabre cat. Their bows were drawn and they both had arrows ready to shoot and pierce the animal's heart if needed.

"Would you do the honor, my fair lady?" Anoriath said, moving aside but still pointing the deadly, pointy arrow at the beast.

"With pleasure." And with that, the redhead shoot the arrow and hit the beast right on the side, making the animal stall and then Anoriath shoot the next arrow, hitting the beast straight in the heart. The paws didn't even move from the ground as the sabre cat collapsed, not breathing anymore.

Both hunters looked at one another and knocked bows in agreement on how good both did. With that beast, Anoriath had plenty of meat to sell. He had offered to give Aela the ones she killed, but she refused, telling him Jorrvaskr had plenty of it and Tilma would most likely buy it from him tomorrow.

On the way back, Aela couldn't help but to notice how good of a time she spent hunting next to Anoriath. Bosmer certainly had great experience hunting, living in forests and all. She's met a couple of them in the past, but no one as charismatic and good at hunting like Anoriath.

"How come we never met before?" She suddenly said, smiling at her realization; maybe her life dedicated to being a warrior is not enough anymore. The redhead wanted to spend more time with him, hear his voice and hunt.

The Bosmer fixed the sack on his back and turned to her, puzzled. "But we have met before."

"No, I mean, how come we never knew each other. You are pleasant company to hunt with. I had fun today." She said, stopping at the entrance of The Drunken Huntsman.

The elf thought about something and then cautiously cleared his throat.

"How about we find out if I'm pleasant company while not hunting? Would you get a drink with me tonight at mine and my brother's home?" He asked and his nervousness clearly showed as the grip on the sack tightened.

Aela didn't even blink her eyes when she agreed. It couldn't hurt to hang out with a new found friend tonight, could it?

"And if you want, you can get into comfortable clothing. I don't plan on hunting more tonight."

Not at all, she thought.