So much for taking a break, Aya thought deflated. Faralda, bless her soul, said nothing (she did arch an eyebrow that was very Ancano-like, it must be an Altmer special ability) as the Hunter smiled at her sheepishly, the big Nord following close behind.
"I'm afraid I can't let you pass," Faralda stepped in front of the Nord, blocking his entry to the college. She waved Aya forward.
"Why does she get to go but not me?" The big Nord peered at Faralda.
"She is a student here," the Altmer answered coolly. The Dragonborn nodded in understanding, his arms folded across his wide chest.
"Then you're going to force me to toss you off the cliff," he returned with a smile. Faralda and Aya both froze at the casual way he'd spoken those words, there had been no threat in his voice. He then grinned and shook his head, "oh the look on your faces," he snickered, and then he shrugged, "I have no wish to become a mage," he explained calmly, his tone serious, "I come seeking information on the Elder Scrolls. You've a scholar here that I need to talk to."
Faralda's eyes narrowed, and Aya got the feeling that he unnerved her as well. This did not surprise her, the man oozed danger and threat. He reminded her of a sabrecat… no… she swallowed nervously and corrected herself. He reminded her of a dragon. Terrifyingly large and intimidating. A predator disguised as a Nord.
He raised both hands up, palm facing towards them. "I promise not to inadvertently learn something magical for free while I am here," he spoke solemnly, and then added, "Listen, I don't have the time to waste negotiating paltry things with you," his piercing eyes narrowed creepily, "If you want the dragon threat controlled, get out of my way."
Aya swallowed nervously while Faralda glared at him for a long while before her eyes turned towards her. "Keep an eye on him. I put him in your charge."
The hunter bit her inner cheek and just prevented herself from groaning out loud. So much for her running away to clear her mind. She hadn't even made it to the next region, a couple hours tops? That was all she got? Fuck .
"My business won't take long," the Dragonborn spoke calmly, he was staring at her intently as though he understood. She nodded half-heartedly.
"Follow me then," she muttered, "Mind your steps on the walkway." She smiled wryly at Shalidor when they finally arrived in the courtyard. "You mentioned Elder Scrolls, so you probably want Urag…" she was leading him towards the stairs for the Arcaneum.
"Definitely what I am looking for," he mused when she led them through the doors into the massive library. "Who runs this place?"
"That would be me," the white haired orc appeared at their side, his angry eyes staring at the Dragonborn as though he were responsible for all sorts of personal discomforts. Aya licked her lips but the Dragonborn was unfazed as he held a large palm out towards Urag.
"You are just the man - mer," he corrected himself quickly, "I need…" and they jumped into a conversation that would have made Aya fall asleep standing up. She tuned them out and glanced about the library curiously. She hadn't wanted to come back to the College already. She promised herself that as soon as the Dragonborn was done she would leave with him.
A harsh, in-drawn breath caught her attention and she turned her head to locate the source of the sound. Amber eyes bore into her blue eyes and she felt the air knocked out of her. Ancano was staring at her from the otherside of the library.
"A word, Apprentice," he spoke clearly, his eyes narrowing as he came to stand in front of her, his eyes raked down her fur armour.
The Dragonborn was dismissed from her thoughts immediately and she nodded at the tall Altmer. Her attention and focus completely on the Thalmor. Faralda's words were utterly forgotten about as Ancano motioned the doors. He opened his mouth to say something when he noticed the big Nord talking Urag. His eyes narrowed. She knew right away that he knew he was the Dragonborn.
"Go ahead," he motioned Aya forward without looking at her, "I'll catch up."
She blinked at him and nodded again as she walked out of the Arcaneum silently. She stood outside the door, slightly dazed with a frown on her face. What had just happened? She had left the Dragonborn. And she had left Ancano with the Dragonborn. Were they enemies? She didn't know… Talos… she rubbed her face with both hands. She needed to get out of here.
Aya debated leaving without warning Ancano, and ignoring Faralda as she left the grounds. This way of life was stifling her. She felt trapped and crushed, but even as thoughts of running went through her mind, she stepped on the stairs leading up to the teacher's living quarters. Ancano's room was somewhere around here.
She paused on the landing, staring at the circle of closed oak doors when a large hand closed under her arm, grabbing her bicep in a tight grip. She gasped when Ancano appeared at her side, his face hooded (she could see his lower face), and pulled her up another flight of stairs in silence. Unlike the other floor, this one looked deserted. Her heart accelerated, and she got wet.
He guided her towards a dark, empty room. Oh Talos yes! They were going to be alone… completely alone… He didn't say a word as he closed the door behind him and locked it. The sound of the lock tumbling into place had her salivating, and she pressed her legs together. Alone.
She pounced like a sabrecat.
"Rune the door," she commanded as she pushed herself against him without waiting for him to come to her. He gasped in surprise as her hands roamed over his clothed body shamelessly, his golden lips parted. She grabbed him by the front of his robes and yanked him down roughly. His face was partially hidden by his hood, but she didn't care, it was his mouth she wanted.
There was some resistance from him as she forced her lips to his, her tongue boldly invading his cool mouth. He'd drank a potion recently, she could taste it on his tongue. His body was stiff until she palmed his cock over his robes. He melted into her with a groan then. She moaned into his mouth and nipped at his lower lip. His arms wrapped around her shoulders slowly, almost cautiously, and he pulled her closer to his big body. The movement was awkward and it caught her off guard momentarily. It had been too long for either of them to be graceful. She pulled away from him and glanced down his body while he panted breathlessly, her hands were roaming over his black robes, looking for the ties.
He gasped again when she undid his robes expertly, she smirked to herself, and dropped to her knees in front of him. He didn't have time to say or do anything as she pulled his hard cock from his robes. She heard his intake of breath, he was going to say something, and instead of letting him speak, she latched her lips onto his erection before he could say anything. He whimpered, his voice sounding more guttural than she had ever heard it. The darkness was definitely enhancing everything.
Aya hummed and licked at the head of his dick gently. It had been so long that he tasted different… She had read a Dibellan book secretly a few weeks ago (she had finished her lesson earlier than anticipated so she'd had the time). She hadn't done it properly last time. He groaned and almost doubled over her as she took him deeper, her fingers tightening at the base of his shaft. He straightened against the door and his gloved hands clutched at the wood behind him uselessly.
His breath hissed from between his teeth when she popped off his dick and straightened in front of him. She shimmied from her fur armour, dropping her leggings to the floor. She kissed him forcibly once more, yanking him down by his robes. That he let her control him made her wetter than she had ever been. Her teeth sunk in his lower lip and she moaned against his mouth.
"I'm going to kneel on the floor," she whispered into his open mouth, her arousal leaking down her legs at this point, "And you're going to fuck me hard," he groaned as she continued, " Hard , Thalmor," she smiled against his mouth, relishing giving him an order, "Do I make myself clear, elf?"
He licked his mouth and whispered very slowly, she barely heard his word, "Yes."
Aya dropped to all fours then and moaned as he knelt behind her. Thoughts of leaving vanishing as he rubbed his cock over her wet cunt and slowly pushed inside. She frowned as he felt different… she didn't get to ponder it long though, thought left her brain when he buried himself to the hilt, her ass pushing against his clothed hips.
She orgasmed instantly. It had been too long
