Chapter One: Twist It :Redux
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The day so far had been uneventful, peaceful. Nothing to do except work on administrative tasks while Farkas and his brother sent the whelps to kill wolves that had somehow snuck into people's homes at distant villages. Until the evening gave out and the night began of course and then she could hunt to her heart's content, a new Silver Hands were ripe for the taking and she had planned to ask Skjor to assist in exterminating those little shits.
And then a fucking giant showed up and launched a new blood into the clouds before ramaging over a fresh potato crop at a farm outside Whiterun. Ria had burst in through the doors to Jorrvaskr screamed a call to action and Aela cursed the screeching halt to her cozy day before stumbling out of the Companions Hall with her trusty bow and arrow while only bothering to slip on her brown leather greaves and shoulder plates over her very basic tunic, the ancient nordic armour could stay in the chest for now and she didn't have time for her blue warpaint either.
It was just a giant, nothing special. Although the loss of a potential companion would be difficult to clear as Farkas had a habit of scaring away or breaking shields of roughly half of the prospective one who wished to join. He had come storming into the building to follow Ria and then equally stormed out with them. His heavy wolf armour and skyforge greatsword clanking louder than his trademark grunts
She joined up with said man and Ria and together the three of them ran out of city in record time ,startling the sleepy guard on gate duty out of his chair and falling over onto the pavement to the amusement of his fellow who then opened the gate for the three impatient companions after guffawing at his colleagues misfortune.
"It's just this way up ahead" Ria said as they cleared the main gate and passed through the drawbridge, the head of the giant slowly coming into view as they went past the lower market vendors next to the stables.
"Ria, how did this fucking thing get so close to Whiterun?" Farkas grunted, slinging his greatsword and himself in that ridiculously heavy armour over a fence, Aela personally managed it a lot easier without such weight.
Ria simply shrugged in her studded armour. "No clue, I was standing on top of the city wall and looked over when I heard screaming and someone being ejected into the clouds".
Fair enough.
The fucking thing moved faster than expected, outpacing the three as it ran over another farms crops, much to displeasure of the nord in charge who had thrown kitchen knives and buckets at it before wisely deciding to retreat. Said giant stopped at the final farm, just before the road to Riverrun when they had finally managed to corner it there. It was pretty normal build for a giant, far bigger than an average person and at least the height of a building with grey skin, a scraggly beard the size of a tall child and covered in a tunic made of furs of large builds with a giant club longer than a carriage easily carried in a single hand.
Farkas with his huge greatsword had taken point, charging in and weaving between the giants heavy and powerful, but slow and predictable strikes to those in the know allowed the companion to start chopping at the giants legs in an attempt to either stagger or knock it down.
Ria followed suit but at a wary distance, landing in blows at the thighs with her mace to cause huge bruises and using her shield to bat away the strikes when they had come too close for comfort, an impressive feat considering her inexperience and that she was the newest companion.
Aela got herself into the best position, her lack of armour preventing her from getting close but she preferred her bow anyway and the giant's thankful inability to throw things meant that she was safe regardless.
The giant however, wasn't safe from her. And it was soon screaming in pain as she nocked and clocked her bow as fast as she could and started losing as many deadly arrows as she could to provide support for her two allies, targeting the weak points such as the neck, joints and the shoulders to stop the damn thing from trying to smash everything next to it to oblivion.
Someone else had started losing arrows at it too, inexperienced ones that occasionally fell short or hit the legs rather than the upper body but a welcome effort.
She bothers looking who they were, probably a guard or an adventure.
"Keep it up Aela, it's getting pissed!" Ria shouted and then whooped as she dodged a heavy swing of its club by stepping easily to the side.
"Don't get cocky whelp" Farkas muttered and Aela grunted in agreement, Ria learning how to dodge good, Ria getting whacked bad. She was kinda cute too.
They had kept it up for at least another minute and it became annoyingly clear that the giant wasn't dying from slashing attacks or arrows embedded into its fat.
So Aela started aiming for the head, taking slower and more precise shots while switching to the "good stuff" her private collection of specially made and reinforced steel arrows that had a ebony tipped arrow point and a pinch of frostbite venom that leaked out after the tip and shaft would break off into the targets body specially made by Eorlund Gray-Mane the legendary and greatest smith in Skyrim. The effect was immediate and the fucking giant finally started to show signs of agony as Farkas logded his sword into its ankle, forcing it to kneel. Ria managed to hold on to its whacking arm and was in the process of smacking the giants soft stomach with her mace.
And the other person was loosing arrows at a ridiculous rate into its spine.
It finally fell at a great cost of sweat and ammunition , face planting into the patch of cabbages with the shockwave of its fall throwing potatoes into the air and smacking an errant passer by in the face by vegetable projectile.
Farkas, Ria and herself met up at the base of its legs, whooping and congratulating each other on a surprise but a successful joint kill that they could dismember and use the giants body parts as ornaments once everything was removed. A skull as a mead mug was always in good fashion with the companions.
"Good job with the swording Farkas, an excellent move to immobilise it" Ria smiled and congratulated her heavier shield sibling to which the older man complemented back with his usual monotone flair.
"Those dodges were good"
Aela raised an eyebrow and glared at Farkas. "What ice-brain was trying to say is that he appreciated you not getting whacked in Kynareth's domain"
"Yes" Farkas slowly replied.
"Dolt" Aela grinned and slapped him lightly on the shoulder pad.
"Speaking of dolts Aela, not wearing much today hmmm?" The other woman teased and Aela shrugged, knowing that her tunic wasn't exactly nord friendly when it came to the conserative dress code that women normally wore.
"I didn't have time Ria, and besides you know I enjoy putting on a show" Aela stuck her tongue out with a raised eyebrow, making the younger Imperial flush a and fidget a little.
"Huh, she hasn't gone yet". Farkas pondered.
"Who?" Aela asked, confused and uncertain to who "she was".
"The girl helping us out with the giant, there". Farkas pointed to a figure awkwardly positioned at a stand off distance to them, obviously wanting to talk to them or be noticed. An adventure wanting to join the companions? Certainly would be why they decided to help out.
"Hey!" Aela called out and waved her arm, now free of the bow and arrows that were fastned safely to her back.
"Come on over, we don't bite!" Ria seconded.
"What they said," Farkas said.
The figure came over almost immediately, and it was a woman. A pretty girl with fair asymmetrical hair, green eyes and a few freckles dotted around her face, her armour was a mismatch of leather bottoms, the boots of a mage with a hunters combined tunic and breastplate with a set of ancient nordic gauntlets holding an Imperial bow and a fire enchanted steel sword to finish it off.
She was pretty though. A cute button nose and hips that betrayed her otherwise slim figure that Aela wouldn't mind taking to the Bannered Mare and paying ten gold for a private night with.
"You handled yourself well , you could make for a decent shield sister". Farkas approached the girl and handed her a small pouch of coins in compensation for any injuries or likely lost arrows.
"A shield sister?" The girl replied in a foreign sounding, but decent accent.
"You haven't heard of the companions eh? Well we're Skyrim's greatest band of warriors to solve problems the lowliest peasant and the high want dealing with". Ria began, telling a tale of epic proportions and stunning quests as she and Farkas stood in a loose circle with the newcomer.
"If the coin is good enough" Aela jokes, putting her hands on Farkas and deciding to join in on the brewing conversation, and partially to see if she could make the cute girl squirm or blush a little.
"So you're mercenaries?" The girl asked, slightly confused as she looked at the three companions, glanching between them for any marks or something she could recognise.
Aela scoffs, did she think they were a low life band of common mercenaries? Was she "that" new to Skyrim? Land of the Nords where Honour meant everything to them.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to insinuate tha-" Nervously stuttering with a light blush, the girl quickly apologized but Aela cut her off.
"What's your name?".
"My-my name?".
"Yes". Farkas unhelpfully said.
"It's Seera"
"You handled yourself well, the giant never saw you coming and by doing so you spared us a few arrows and sweat". Aela compliented, intent on going further as she looked the girls figure up and down, Farkas chuckled knowing where she was going.
"Thank you, I guess I just saw you guys and figured I might as-well". Seera replied, giving the dead giant a nervous look to make sure it was dead.
Cute name for a cute girl.
"Well, good to meet you Seera, would you be interested in joining the companions?" Ria butted in , interrupting what Aela was going to say next.
"Um sure, I just need to talk to the Jarl first, do you know where he is?".
"Past the market, through the gates and at the top of the city's hill".
"Thanks".
Seera quickly ran past them to the amusement of the three involved, her awkward demonar gave the two women a grin and the oblivious Farkas a raised eyebrow.
"Busy". Ria quipped.
"Does she know the jarls name?" Farkas said in a monotone voice again, watching the girl run past the stalls and almost running into a carriage.
"Cute" Aela smirked and Ria gave a knowing look. Aela shot her a "what" glance back and Ria shrugged her shoulders in reply.
"So, how are we gonna get this giant out of here and it's skull back to the drinking table?" Farkas asked, gesturing at the dead enemy that was taking up at least three patches of the farm crop.
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The good news was that Jorrvaskr's mead hall now had a fairly large and impressive skull of a giant adorning one of the tables, large enough that it could be used to hold mead and pour it into mugs, and that it carried enough gold for the three to split their earnings equally and still make a tidy profit.
The bad news was that they had to drag the fucking giant out of the crop patch while a large and amused group of passerbys stood and watch, offering no help as they preffered to watch Aela and the companions break thier backs to remove the offending creature. She had gone back to the companions homestead and waited for an hour or two for that Seera to come by so she could talk to her, or chat her up. Unfortunately she didn't appear and word got around that the girl had been sent to a nordic ruin infested with Draugr near Riverrun, a fool's errand that the a lot of brave souls had been sent to their deaths for the Jarls cursed mage and his obsession with letting others do his dirty work. Coward.
At least it bought her a night in one of the Bannered Mares good rooms, and plenty of Black Briar mead which she had drunk at least six in the last hour and now a lot of things were looking woozy. Or attractive. The bright lights made looking upwards or at tall people difficult and she had moved from the main crowded main room to a more secluded spot where she could have a table to herself to put her feet up, she had shedded her armour hours ago and only that short tunic remained. She could people watch now and be on the lookout for Seera if she came or anyone else who caught her eye.
Around thirty minutes later she found someone, a new blond worker who kept giving her those adorable doe eyes every time she ordered a new drink or when the blondie kept making long swerves around the chairs and tables to sneakily brush a finger or more daring! A hand along Aelas shoulder and upper arm when serving other customers.
She eventually got round to asking when the girl would finish her shift, two hours was the answer and so Aela limited her mead intake.
She wanted to be conscious enough to spend the night with this girl, exploring her ample figure with her hands, sliding fingers around those thighs and maybe giving that slender neck and collarbone a bite as well. She wasn't planning to be back in Jorrvaskr any time soon.
She didn't even ask the girl's name when those two hours went by, she had hoisted her by the waist into the room upstairs completely uncaring of anyone watching. Those who were regulars knew by now one of the big reasons she spent a lot of nights at Whiteruns inn was one night stands, some of the more attractive men and women had experience of it, some even multiple times.
With kisses landing on her forehead, she almost threw the attractive blond to the green bed. She smelt utterly divine and Aelas inner wolf was screaming at her to take it further. Since those years ago when she become a companion of the inner circle her sex drive had gone through the roof when she wasnt able to hunt and this, throwing other people on beds and making them hers for a night was letting off steam.
Kisses, lots of kisses. Everywhere on their bodies as they shed clothing, Aela gave bites and silent sniffs to the other girls naked bodies when she had time. Mead and apples, a typical bar girl and quite pleasant
She started mewling when Aela's deft fingers, trained and honed over years for quick stabs with a ebony dagger and fast knocks and loses with a bow found their way between the girls soft legs and caressed their way up those lovely thighs while she laid her head between a pair of small but perky breats, listening to the bar girls heartbeat go crazy when she started rubbing at her exposed genitalia with a pair of fingers, sliding her tips up and down them to tease and make her wriggle and squirm while Aela held her waist with a free arm.
It didnt take to finish blondie off for a first time, she had clenched Aelas fingers so hard getting blood supply to her entire forearm was tricky but she managed it and soon they were fucking like wild animals, loudly and pure on the Banned Mares best bed.
People stopped complaining eventually.
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Just a brief introduction chapter that I shelled out in three hours, I've always been a fun of Fem Dovah/Aela and binging on those fics on ff and AO3 hasn't helped, looking to be a relatively short fic to write but i've got a few fun ideas up my sleeve and it's a great opportunity to improve my writing and dialogue!.
Reviews are always welcome btw^^