Chapter 44

When Bo woke up the next morning he was laying on his side. His arm was slung loosely around Jane's waist and he was greeted by a sea of her tousled hair. The Orc slowly moved his arm, trying not to disturb Jane, and he covered his mouth as he yawned.

He groaned inwardly when Jane stirred, feeling bad. But she rolled onto her back, bumping into his thick chest as she moved, and she smiled when her eyes finally opened.

"Goodmorning," Jane mumbled, and she yawned loudly.

"Goodmorning."

Jane sat up from the bedroll and stretched her arms above her head. Then she spent a few moments rubbing the sleep from her eyes. Bo didn't move. He was content to just watch Jane as she became more awake. Eventually she turned to the Orc and quickly leaned in for a kiss.

A few minutes later they could hear voices from outside the tent and so the couple got up from their bed and began getting dressed. When they were finished, they ducked out through the flap of the tent and squinted as bright morning light assaulted their eyes.

"Blehh," Jane groaned, and she turned around so she had her back towards the sun. "Geeze, that's bright."

Bo chuckled and reached out to grab her hand, squeezing it gently. They began to walk towards the wooden dinner table, where a few other Orcs and Lynne were already sitting down, waiting for breakfast.

They sent a curious glance Bo's way, and at first, he didn't notice it. However, Morgul was unable to keep his composure, and he was the first one to start the teasing. Morgul called to him from across the table.

"How did you sleep last night, son?"

Atub and Ugor snickered. Beside them, Lynne and Naz's shoulders shook as they silently laughed.

Bo's face turned completely dark as he clued in. He opened his mouth to say something and shut it, feeling completely embarrassed. Akkra walked over to where her husband was sitting and she lightly wacked him on the back of her head with the palm of her hand.

"Leave him alone," Akkra growled softly. "As if we are not accustom to hearing love making in an Orc Stronghold."

Morgul grimaced and rubbed the back of his head. He glanced up at his wife and gave her a cheeky grin.

"I'm allowed to tease Bo once," he argued.

Akkra's threatening look quickly quieted Morgul, but he sent Bo silly faces from across the table. Bo stared down at his hands, feeling a mixture of pride and embarrassment. Jane lightly rubbed his thigh, her cheeks pink as well. She hadn't expected everybody to know about their nightly activity.

"I'm sorry Bo," Jane whispered, and she leaned closer.

"Don't be," Bo replied hastily, and he kissed the top of her head with a small smile. "I feel oddly proud."

"Good," Naz cut in, and he thumped Bo hard on the back.

The younger Orc grunted and he quickly turned towards Naz with a lighthearted snarl. Naz was quicker, and he wrapped his arm around Bo's head and squeezed until Bo thumped the table with his fist as a surrender.

"Alright, enough of that," Akkra growled, and she placed a big bowl of scrambled eggs in front of the two Orcs.

"Eat up. You can fight later."

Everyone happily consumed their breakfast with relaxed and happy expressions. A few of the Orcs continued to tease Bo, but lightly, and he took it all very well. He couldn't help but grin a couple of times, which only made Jane feel good. She knew that intimacy had been an issue in the past and he had been considered an odd-ball by his brethren. It warmed her heart to see Bo acting like any other Orc, which he probably hadn't been able to do for a long time. Her embarrassment meant nothing in the end. It had been entirely worth it.

A couple more hours passed. Everyone mostly lounging around, and Jane had been basking in the sun with her eyes closed when a courier appeared at the front gates. Bo went out to greet him, and he was handed a single letter before the man took off back down the dirt road. Bo returned to the table with a grim expression. He had been enjoying himself so much and everyone else had as well that they'd almost forgotten about Delphine and her ridiculous plan to infiltrate the Thalmor Embassy.

Bo quickly broke the wax seal and opened the letter. As he read, his face grew soft, and he smiled.

"What is it?" Jane asked impatiently, and she snatched the letter from his hands.

"It's from Ahmon."

"Oh, goody!"

Jane read the letter out loud. Lynne and Naz sat across from the couple and they listened intently. They were excited to hear news from their good friend.

Dear Friends,

I am glad to hear that things are going well. It would have been nice to meet your parents, Bo. I'm still in Solitude with Nara. After learning of your 'plan' with Delphine we decided to stay here and wait for your arrival when you come to infiltrate the Embassy. I suppose all of this depends on how reliable of a woman Delphine is. I'm not sure I entirely trust her either. Keep your guard up... you can never be too sure.

Write me a letter when you know more. I look forward to seeing you all again, I've missed traveling together.

Stay safe,

Ahmon

Jane let out a sigh, feeling kind of sad. She missed Ahmon's grinning face and she knew everybody felt the same. She was glad that he had Nara's company while in Solitude, and she was more than curious to meet the mysterious Elf.

The group chatted amongst themselves for a while longer, mostly theorizing about Delphine and what they would do if they couldn't rely on her. The sun was high up in the cloudless sky and it was nearing mid-day when the gates opened a second time and somebody strode inside.

A tall male Altmer wandered up the dirt path towards Atub's little hut. He wore black leather armor and a long black coat trailed behind him as he moved. His hair was the same golden color as his skin and it shone in bright long waves down his back. Everyone watched him, and the few Orcs he passed that recognized the Elf greeted him as he walked past.

"Is that... the helper Ma mentioned?" Jane whispered, and she glanced over at Bo.

"Guess so."

Jane eyed the Elf's back with a curious expression but she didn't say any more. Akkra wandered over with lunch and she was quickly distracted by the delicious food.

Far away in Solitude, a couple had returned to their room at the Winking Skeever Inn. They were enjoying their stay immensely. Ahmon was having the time of his life with his new partner, Nara, whom he treated like a Queen. The Elf was tickled pink with Ahmon, and she returned the sentiments with great enthusiasm.

The couple spent a lot of time together, eager to get to know one another. They would wander all over the city and the surrounding area, often talking about many things. The weather was warm, and more than once they took a dip in the cool waters of the Sea of Ghosts. It was cold to most people but Ahmon was perpetually unfazed and Nara eventually grew used to it.

The day had transitioned to dusk when they returned to the Inn. Nara and Ahmon had eaten dinner together in the dining hall and then returned to their room for the rest of the night. Ahmon swept the Elf into his arms as soon as they were in private and began to kiss her.

His embrace was eager, and the more Nara kissed him the more the air between them grew warmer. She shivered when his soft lips trailed down the curve of her slender neck and she firmly gripped his arms.

"Ahmon," Nara gasped softly.

"Mmyes?"

The Nord stopped, but he continued to hold Nara in his arms with a grin on his face. His cheeks were flushed pink and Nara felt a familiar ache in her stomach as she looked up at him. It had been a long time since she'd been intimate with a man but tonight it didn't frighten her. Ahmon had been a gentleman about it all, and she remembered that he was completely inexperienced. They were taking things slow, but there was only so much a girl could take staying in such proximity to the handsome man.

"I... I want you to make love to me," Nara mumbled, and she played with the string on Ahmon's tunic, feeling butterflies in her stomach.

Ahmon's eyes widened for half a second. Nara could tell that he felt a nervousness too, and so she decided to be confident for him.

Nara reached back and lightly tugged Ahmon's hands off of her back. She gripped one hand lightly, squeezing it, and began walking towards the bed. Ahmon was silent for once, as he struggled to accept that it was happening. The confidence he had exuded before was gone entirely, leaving him an anxious mess.

"What are you worried about?" Nara asked softly.

She peered into his blue eyes, trying to read him.

"U-Um," Ahmon stammered, and he gulped. "I want to... to perform well."

Nara chuckled, and she sat back on the bed and tugged Ahmon's hand. He watched as Nara laid down and he followed suit so they were laying on their sides, facing each other.

"If you're worried about not being adequate I can assure you Ahmon... you'll do just fine."

Nara reached up and rubbed his chest, smiling. She liked this side of Ahmon. It was endearing to know he was nervous about pleasing her.

"I-I know, but-"

"Ahmon," Nara growled softly, her voice low. "You can't even begin to understand how you make me feel."

Nara leaned in and kissed the Nord with enthusiasm. Her hand trailed up and she firmly gripped his neck, deepening the kiss. Ahmon kissed her back, his hands almost shaking, but his arousal was obvious. Nara could feel his manhood pressed against her thigh as they embraced, and she smiled against his lips.
"You arouse me without any effort," Nara continued quietly.

She didn't allow Ahmon to respond. Instead, she cupped his cheek and kissed him deeply. She prodded his mouth open with her tongue and a shiver ran up Ahmon's spine as their embrace grew more heated. He panted against her lips and kissed her back. Her touch was like fire, and he found himself growing a little more confident as Nara continued to murmur naughty things to him.

A soft moan escaped his lips when Nara reached down and lightly rubbed him through his breeches. His brows furrowed together and he thought he might lose his mind.

"Gods," Ahmon gasped breathlessly, and he paused to try and catch his breath. "Nara, you're making my head spin."

"Good," Nara smirked.

Ahmon watched as the Elf retracted her hand and sat up. She lifted her dark grey tunic up and off, revealing her beautiful naked torso to him. Ahmon gawked up at her with wide eyes, and she smiled warmly, feeling a tinge of nervousness as his eyes roamed over her body, drinking in the sight of her. He was completely blown away by it all, and he continued to stare at Nara as she swung her leg over his thigh so she was straddling the flustered Nord.

"You can touch me, you know," Nara teased.

"Are you sure?" Ahmon responded quietly. "You're a goddess."

Nara's cheeks turned dark as she blushed and she quickly took one of Ahmon's hands and placed it over her small round breast.

"Wow!"

Ahmon was completely dumbfounded. He couldn't believe how soft and supple her breast was. It was like a soft blue cloud. He quickly reached up and cupped her other breast. He marveled at how they felt in his hands, and he liked the way Nara shivered as he brushed his fingers over her dark blue nipples.

"Ahh," Nara mumbled with a smile. "You're so cute."

"Can I..." Ahmon started to say, and he quickly shut his mouth.

Nara peered down at Ahmon. Her bright red eyes practically glowed in the dimness of the room and the expression on her face made him ache.

"Ahmon," Nara responded, her voice firm. "You know I'm yours, right? In any way you want. I love you... mind, body, soul. All of me is yours."

"Nara..."

Ahmon sat up from the bed and pulled Nara close. Their lips crashed together in a heated embrace and he shivered at the feeling of her soft perky breasts pushed up against his chest. He ran his hands up her back, reveling in the softness of her skin and then he pulled away and trailed his lips down Nara's collarbone. She gripped his shoulders with both hands and murmured, a smile on her lips as Ahmon began to explore her breasts with his mouth. He was hesitant at first, unsure of himself. The moment a small moan slipped out from her lips a fire raged inside of him. He was spurred on by her positive reaction.

"Ah-Ahmon," Nara gasped, and she moaned again. "I know you're... curious but I'm aching for you."

Ahmon quickly picked his head up and Nara peered down at him with a burning expression. He sucked in a deep breath and nodded.

"Okay."

Nara smiled, and she tugged on the hem of his tunic. Ahmon lifted his arms and Nara slid the fabric off and tossed it down on the floor with hers. She pushed the Nord onto his back and trailed soft kisses down his pale chest. She could feel his manhood as it throbbed painfully against his breeches and Nara knew that she was ready this time. She slowly rubbed herself against him and Ahmon threw one arm over his eyes, feeling completely overwhelmed by desire. He moaned Nara's name as she trailed down the hardened plains of his abs. She began to tug at the laces of his breeches with eager fingers, and in a moment, they were undone.

Nara paused and climbed off of Ahmon. His eyes snapped open and he moved his arm just in time to see Nara as she tugged her pants down and stepped out from them. He was once again blown away by how beautiful she was. Her slender frame had filled out nicely now that she ate proper meals and she even had a little meat on her bones.

Ahmon smiled as Nara knelt down on the bed, and his eyes glanced downwards, noticing the light brushing of black hair. Nara shuffled closer and tugged on Ahmon's breeches with a cheeky grin.

"Off we go," she chuckled.

Ahmon had never been completely naked in front of a woman before. He couldn't help but feel anxious as the Elf finished removing his pants and paused to gaze at him.

"Well?" Ahmon stammered nervously.

Nara blinked and forced herself to look up at Ahmon's face. She had been staring at his manhood with mixed feelings. He was incredibly well endowed and she felt a tinge of worry. She was a tiny woman.

"You're incredible," Nara whispered breathlessly, and she ran her hand along Ahmon's thigh. "Really."

Ahmon grinned and tugged on Nara's arm so she laid down. He kissed her lips while one arm rubbed down her back and buttocks, feeling everything he could reach. Nara panted breathlessly against his lips as she felt his hard cock pressing against her belly as they embraced.

Please Gods... Nara's thoughts whirled. Let Ahmon's first time be a good one.

Ahmon pulled back after a moment, and he rolled his body so he was no on top of Nara. He glanced down at her body and trailed his hand down to her thighs. He suddenly felt very flustered and Nara picked up on it so she softly called his name.

"Don't overthink it," she encouraged. "Feel me. I'm dripping wet."

Ahmon's pulse raced as he complied with Nara's suggestion. He slipped his fingers between her legs and felt her soft spot. She was right, and he was momentarily stunned as he stroked her light pink folds. Nara parted her legs further and affectionately rubbed his thigh with the calf of her leg. He shivered when her fingers trailed upwards and they brushed along the curve of his hard cock.

"Nara... I love you."

"I love you too Ahmon."

The Nord sucked in a deep breath and leaned down with one hand resting on the bed. Nara rested her legs on his thighs and watched as Ahmon guided himself to her entrance. The moment he began to enter her all rational thought flew out the window as they were both gripped with lust. Nara had taken him in easily, and he filled her like she'd never felt before. It was almost too much and she felt utterly delirious.

A ragged moan escaped Ahmon's lips as he felt her womanhood wrap around him, pulling him in. His chest heaved and he quickly grasped her thigh with his free hand and began thrusting.

Below him, Nara was a squirming, sweaty mess. Her eyes were squeezed shut and her head arched back as she moaned with unabashed freedom. She didn't care if anyone heard. She only cared about the man making sweet love to her at that exact moment. His moans were music to her ears and she wrapped her arms around his neck as Ahmon leaned down, his head bowed. She could feel his lips against her neck as he mumbled her name and within minutes they both came.

Ahmon's body shuddered as he climaxed. Nara was blown away by the feeling of him inside of her and a moment later she came. They continued to clutch at each other, a melody of moans and half-words echoed around the room as they came down from their orgasms.

The Nord collapsed, utterly spent. His sweaty body pressed against Nara's and he lay half on his side, his body still trembling. Nara rubbed his back, a smile on her lips. Their first time had been more than incredible, and she was beyond satisfied. She closed her eyes and they were both out like a light.

All too soon the day came. A part of Bo wished the letter never arrived, but late one afternoon a courier appeared at the front gates of Largashbur and he knew it wasn't from Ahmon.

Bo strode forward, trying to calm his racing heart as he accepted the letter from the Breton's outstretched hands.

"Looks like that's all. I'll be going now."

"Thanks," Bo mumbled.

His shoulders sagged as he broke the wax seal and opened the folded piece of parchment from the envelope. Jane watched from her seat beside Lynne as he read the letter and then crumbled it up with one hand. He walked back towards the table and tossed the letter into the fire ad he passed it.

"So?" Naz grunted.

He eyed Bo with a curious expression as the Orc plopped down on the bench across from them.

"She's got a plan. We're to return to Riverwood."

"Did she give any details?"

"None."

"I just don't like this," Lynne piped up.

She sat with her arms crossed and when Bo looked up at her she wore a small frown.

"Me neither. But... I'll do it anyways. If it's not the Thalmor then we can at least rule something out."

"So, we'll leave...?"

Bo looked at Jane, and he was quiet for a moment.

"I guess we'll leave tomorrow. No point in putting it off."

It was decided. Their time at Largashbur had been wonderful but everyone knew it wouldn't last forever. It was time to move on to their next destination. Jane was excited to meet Delphine but she knew the rest weren't exactly thrilled. She didn't want to betray herself by telling them that she was somebody they could trust so she kept that information to herself.

To Riverwood, Jane mused quietly, and a shiver ran up her spine. Then to the Thalmor Embassy to crash a party.