Finding Sorine Jurard was harder than Nissa and Serana had expected. The area she was in was hilly and had many sheer cliffs so reaching her was difficult, but they eventually found her. After a short conversation about Esran, vampires, and the Elder Scroll Nissa convinced her to head to Fort Dawnguard.

As they were riding around Serana started to notice things about Nissa that she hadn't before. The item digging into her back that she'd assumed was a dagger now felt more like what it truly was, the way Nissa's large breasts bounced slightly as they trotted along or pressed against her when they galloped away from a threat.

All of this sent waves of desire through Serana that took her to a point that had her needing release.

Again they stopped in Whiterun, 'She's like a freaking animal,' Serana thought as again she headed to the Bannered Mare with a purse full of coins.

Deciding it best to avoid Nissa's house and any more images of her and her wife in erotic methods of sex, Serana jumped the outer wall around ten at night and walked around the countryside. As she wandered she found a settlement of sorts surrounding a small cave. After some investigating she found it to be a bandit camp and hideout.

Invading the minds of the bandits had been laughably easy, but when Serana entered the room of their chief she was surprised to find a hag-raven.

"I didn't know what to expect when I felt a presence invading the minds of my men, but I certainly didn't expect to be graced by the presence of a daughter of Cold Harbor," The wretched creature wheezed.

"And I didn't expect their leader to be a hag raven," Serana replied.

"I bet. So tell me little one, what has a being as powerful as yourself in the area around Whiterun alone?"

"Thinking a few problems through," Serana said, motioning one of the bandits she controlled forward.

The hag waited as Serana drained the poor sod of blood, "What sort of problem is bothering one as powerful as yourself."

"A human companion of mine and the fact that after watching her and her wife have very… erogenous sex involving several spells to give her not only a cock but several tentacles, I find myself wondering what a night with her would be like."

"Well then use your powers and have her take you in an area of seclusion."

"NO! She's the first real friend I've ever had and if I used my powers on her she'd know what I did and she'd never talk to me again. And I need her help in dealing with my father to stop him from exposing our races to the world as a bigger problem than it thought."

The hag was silent for several minutes till a smile creased its face, "To the north-west there is a cave full of my sisters. For centuries they've brewed special vats of 'mead' for those who need a potion disguised as something else. One such potion will make the drinker think someone they know is someone else, and when it wears off they'll remember nothing of what transpired while they were under its effects."

Serana stared at her, "So… what?"

"Give a sample of your hair and for twenty four hours or however long you want the human will believe you're her wife. Then after the potion wears off, she won't remember a thing."

Serana was torn. On the one hand she wanted to keep Nissa's trust in her and if she went with this she'd knew for a fact that if she found out she'd loose that trust, but on the other hand if she made sure that no one but her knew then she'd be able to finally experience being with someone sexually and actually wanting to remember the experience.

"Think it over. I'll send word to my sisters and they'll have the potion ready within a days' time. There's another cave that branches to the right of theirs that has all you'll need to bed this woman down for the time you want."

"It sounds like people ask for this potion a lot."

"More than I can tell. Spend a night with someone you want but they won't give you the time of day, and in the morning they don't remember a thing. Apparently many men have used it on women they work for who treat them like dirt. Lately that use has been focused on a mine boss in Dawnstar… by both the men and women who work in the mine."

"I've seen her. She's a bitch."

"She must be, one woman led her to the side cave for privacy and humiliated her for days while using different potions to make her act different ways for the woman's amusement. Apparently when the mine boss awoke from the effects of all the different potions she was so sore from everything the other woman made her do that she couldn't even move."

"Damn, that's brutal. Ok send word to have everything ready, at the very least I could have her put on a show for me."

"A mere show? Madam this woman will swear by both the divines and the Deadra that you're her wife. She'll not question anything you ask of her."

"And you're sure she won't remember?"

"All she'll remember is that she bedded down with her wife, but she won't question the setting of the event."

"… ok," It would just be once, what could go wrong?