(A/N) A bit longer but worth it. Needed the build up.
Book 2: F!Dragonborn x M!Thief
Kira hated the Rift. It was the most beautiful hold in all of Skyrim, but it was also home to the infamous Thieve's Guild, so highway robberies were a common occurrence on these streets. Unlike common thugs and bandits, the Guild ran all kinds of organized crime with drug trafficking, merchant fronts for illicit activities, shakedowns, and corporate corruption. She would have preferred bandits, to be honest. At least with a group of marauders, she wouldn't feel guilty about killing every single one of them, and on the off chance she got captured by the end of the battle, she could have a few good fucks from the survivors before killing them all and escaping. The only way that would happen though is if she allowed it, which she did on a few occasions. What could she say? Gangbangs were fun.
In the Rift, however, it was always the occasional mugging from a person just trying to make end's meet at the end of the month that she ended up having to kill. It left a bad taste in her mouth. Travelling alone made this an even bigger issue since it made her look like an easier target, or maybe her more than ample bust and thin waist just made these horny thieves want to get close to her? It was very rare she would leave them alive to find out- self defense and all that.
"Maybe I should offer my body next time?" Kira pondered, stoking the flames of her campfire, "Pretend I don't have multiple pouches of gold and jewels that they can steal? I'm not unattractive after all. I've walked into just about every inn and tavern in every major city without any money and have walked out completely plastered afterwards… Hehe, I remember that one time those guys thought they drugged me. That was fun… Divines, I need to get laid."
Kira glanced over to her horse tied to a nearby tree with a fun thought. She bit her lip, heavily considering doing one of the most sexually horrid things her perverted mind had ever come with, giggling nervously at the sexy image in her mind, but after a minute, she decided against it. After breeding her stallion back in Whiterun and seeing what she'd be dealing, she was pretty sure she couldn't have taken that much inside her. However, the fantasy got her going, stirring her loins. Her breath was coming ragged, her forehead clammy, and she it wasn't long before her hand roamed into her leather breeches and began rubbing her clit. Just before she was able to plunge her fingers inside her, she heard something. A rustling in the bushes just outside of her camp. Normally, she wouldn't have paid any mind to that, but since she was in the Rift, she put some extra effort into the concealment wards to hide her camp, so no one should have been able to find her, and anyone walking in a random direction would have been redirected away from her location. She shouldn't even be able to hear anything from the outside world unless it somehow made its way inside her ward. She jumped up and summoned a pair of destruction spells in her hand- a firebolt for damage and murder, and a sparks spell that she normally used for some more sadistic fun, but was still good for combat.
"Who's there?! Show yourself!" she called out to the air. When she didn't get an answer, she let her sparks travel up her arm in an intimidating manner, but making her moan ever so quietly from the pain and twisting her legs. It just hurt too good! Easy, girl. One problem at a time, she admonished herself. She thought she heard the bushes behind move again and shot a firebolt at it.
"I yield! I'm coming out!" said a male voice. Kira felt another twinge in between her legs when she heard him, and then gasped even harder when the breton- makes sense how he could sense her camp now -jumped out from his hiding place. His armor was bulky and built for cold weather, but was still light and agile enough to run away after he used those knives to mug someone.
He's hot. I'm fucked, Kira thought to herself, but then grinned maliciously, Or I'm going to get fucked. There is no way he didn't see me satisfying myself. Maybe I could put my previous thought to the test?
"Oh, I'm sorry! I didn't see you there!" Kira played, putting on the innocent act pretty thickly, "Why don't you come sit by the fire and I'll get you a bowl of the stew I've been cooking?" Kira was already grabbing a wooden bowl and spoon out of her pack before the thief could argue with her, and just when he was about to decline the offer, Kira bent over at the waist with her ass up directly in front of him, giving him a perfect shot. She glanced behind her as she slowly dripped the meal into the dish. When she saw his blush and the bulge in his pants, she grinned. This was going to be easy.
The breton smiled lightly, weighing the pros and cons of being seduced by a target, but deciding it wouldn't be that bad of an idea. He figured that even if she killed him, going out with his cock in a woman like that wouldn't have been that bad of a way to go, and if he survived, the bragging rights would be so worth coming out broke. He sat next to her on the log next to the fire and watched nervously as she curled up next to him, crossing her legs and leaning towards him. She put her hand on his shoulder, laughed at everything he said, and flirted with him hard. She made numerous innuendos complete with vulgar gestures involving her fingers and her tongue, and then out of nowhere, she took things a bit further, running her hand up the inside of his thigh and biting her lip seductively as her eyes looked him over.
"Hey, you're pretty cute…" she said to him, twisting a strand of her curly black hair in her fingers, but suddenly standing up, "Well, I'm going to get to bed. Goodnight!"
With that, she walked into her tent, suspiciously leaving the flaps open directly in view of the visitor to her camp which raised some questions. She didn't tell him to leave. She had been flirting with him all night and put her hand really close to his manhood. Not to mention how she was changing directly in front of him. Women don't do that. Women especially don't do that in front of strangers, but… who really cared at that point?
After ten minutes of conversation, she had had enough. She needed this guy inside her, but she wasn't the guy of girl who just threw any guy down that she wanted on the ground and have her way with him. She was a seductress, a true follower of Dibella. She always tried to make the man she wanted crave her just as much as she did him, and enjoy their time together before anything happened. She felt that if the man wasn't overwhelmed with arousal, that if he wasn't willing to dominate her, then she wasn't doing her job right. Plus, making men worship her body that way was a huge kink of hers.
After the man was done eating and she teased him about grabbing his cock, she knew that there was one more thing she had to and slinked over to her tent, leaving the door open as she unlaced her leather armor and dropped it to the ground. Having a thin waist and a nicely toned body like hers was her most powerful weapon. The way her back was turned, teasing the man behind her, making him use her imagination to see what her tits would like if she turned around, glancing over her shoulder and smiling at him bashfully as she lightly crossed her arms… She could see the drool dripping from his chin. Then, she bounced her hips, dancing lightly as she pushed her leather breeches down and revealed her plump ass, running her hands over them with an exhausted sigh, slightly making her red panties ride up. The man jumped in outright erect terror when she turned around in all her (almost) naked glory.
"Do I need to be more direct with you?" she asked with a flirty smile and a giggle, "Come inside my tent. I'm going to fuck you."
He didn't wait. He ran at her and pushed her against the center beam keeping the tent up and pinned her hands above her head, grabbing her cheeks with his other hand and kissing her roughly. She moaned angrily as his lips slammed against hers, fighting against him, pushing her hips into his. He moved his hand around her cheeks to her chest and roughly fondled her tits, pulling on her nipple, making her whimper, then went right back to wrapping his palm around the mound. Taking his hand that was binding her, allowing her to push against his shoulders, he used his other hand to experience the full glory of her head sized boobs. He separated them, squeezed them, shook them, and then moved his head down and took a huge bite into the flesh, Kira squealing with pleasure, and her writhing screams continuing when he began sucking on her boobs.
Done with playing around, finished with foreplay, she pushed him down and smiled lustily at him, stepping out of her panties and straddling his waist where she shoved her underwear into his mouth. He gagged on it but didn't care. The smell of her pussy, the lingering taste of it on the cloth was amazing. He brought his hand up to his face and pulled a bit of the cloth up to his nose so he could get a full whiff of it, too distracted by the euphoria to see her ripping his pants off. Kira's pupils dilated madly at the sight of his meat. She didn't think this timid man would be THAT big.
His gasp when she grabbed his cock deteriorated into a loud moan the minute she wrapped her lips around him. He couldn't argue if he wanted to. Those soft, pink lips, her tongue running all over his length at the same she sucked him hard was enough to drive a man insane. He couldn't think about anything other than her saliva making his dick wet. Grabbing a fist full of her hair, he pushed her head down and made her deep throat him, making her gag but she was still able to take his entire length down her throat. He began pushing her head back and forth, but when the pleasure became too much, she had her way. She used two fingers like a ring to stroke his cock, twisting her hand, jerking him off as she began bobbing her head, slobbering all over his hard dick, and the way his moans grew louder and louder let her know he was about to finish. He thrust his hips upwards and pushed her head down, but she wasn't about to swallow. No, she wanted to be covered in his cum. She effectively slapped his hand away from her head, and pulled him out of her throat, continuing to stroke his length with one hand and holding her tits up with her other forearm just as his load exploded onto her face, then her chest.
"Phew! You must have been keeping that in for years!" she praised. It was rare a single man could cover her with that much cum on his first orgasm.
She stood up, proudly placing her hands on her hips as she towered over him, grinning at the heaving bum he had become, sporting a stupid, heavenly pleased grin of his own. Kira hoped she didn't he was done. She still needed to get off herself, and making a man blow her load all over her tits and face with her mouth wasn't enough to finish her. Fortunately, he was still erect. Licking her lips, she didn't bother letting him rest, or giving him an explanation. She straddled his hips one more time, this time facing away from him, and angled his cock inside her, making both of them gasp at its entrance.
"Don't hold back, OK?" she managed to say through a quivering voice. She bent forward so her hands were braced against the bedroll in between his legs and began bouncing her ass against his cock. He moaned loudly, gripping the sheets tightly. Kira was disappointed how he wasn't moving his hips at all this time, slightly turned off by how her own whines weren't able to escape her biting her lip, so she began moving a bit faster against him, her cheeks almost slapping against his hips. She leaned back and braced herself against his thighs, beginning to twist her waist so his cock was circling inside her, and this made her moan. Apparently, that was the inspiration the breton thief needed.
The man was finally overtaken by pleasure so much that he let go of the sheets and grabbed Kira's ass, making her squeal. Having a dick inside her was great, seducing someone to do it was even better, but her biggest turn on was the man she was fucking groping her ass and tits, having their hands roam all over her. Bonus points if they weren't fucking, and the man was just a pervert.
The breton helped himself to the plump cheeks and gave them the same treatment that he did with her breasts, kneading them like dough. He squeezed them a few times, but his real pleasure seemed to be rolling them around in his hands, feeling the firm muscles yet soft skin, then separating them so he could get a clear shot of her asshole. Kira moaned loudly, enjoying the massage more than his cock. She was just about to look over her shoulder and tell him to spank her, but just as the thought crossed her mind, she heard a loud smack and a sting on her cheeks. This repeated a few times. It made her ass numb, but still managed to make her scream, shooting wave after wave of heat to her core, making her clit swell up. She was reaching her endgame, and began fingering her nub to speed it along. However, before she could finish, the thief sat up, pulling her away from the brink of orgasm which made Kira whine disappointedly, then gripping her tits from behind and thrusting hard. All she could do was scream now. Every thrust at this point was like an orgasm, his groping of her tits putting her pussy back to square one so she could enjoy every minute of it, his gyrations moving in an almost animalistic nature. He gripped her tits so hard they would be bruised in the morning, and Kira could feel the precum starting to appear just as her core began to tighten up.
She wouldn't let him finish before her. She fingered her clit roughly, screaming in blind euphoria as her abdomen released its tension in one of the best orgasms she had ever had. At least in the past few months. Just as she came, her walls clenched up around the bretons cock and he ejaculated inside her, Kira coming down from the climax with just as much satisfaction as experiencing it when his second blast of jizz completely filled her up. It was warm, gooey, and completely satisfying.
They fell on their backs panting more heavily than before. They were sweating against each other in a sticky, disgusting mess, only made worse by the campfire and the tent acting as a steam room, but after working her over like that, Kira wasn't letting this man go. She pulled him out of her, and curled up in his side tightly, cuddling as she came down. Somewhat uncomfortably, the breton wrapped his arm around her shoulders and pulled her closer to him, and the last thing Kira felt before falling asleep was him pulling one her furs over their naked bodies.
Kira woke up a few hours later. She was alone. Looking around her campsite, she couldn't see the breton thief anywhere, and pouted in disappointment since she woke up horny and didn't have him to help her with it. Sighing, she wrapped a fur around her naked body, still covered in cum, and stepped outside of her tent, hoping to start up her burned out campfire again and get some breakfast, but when she exposed herself to the daylight and looked around her campsite, fury rose in her belly. Her pack, her weapons, her armor, even her horse- he took everything.
"Damn you, you bastard!" she shouted to the sky. She sighed once again, this time more heavily and packed everything up, continuing her long and now naked trek to Riften while kicking herself for making such a stupid decision. "I guess that's what I get for fucking a random highwayman."
Silently, she made plans for what she would do if she ever saw him again. She was the type to hold a grudge.
(A/N) Kira and Raghnell will be recurring characters. They won't always be the ones getting laid, but they'll reappear every once in awhile