"Zezot," Brelyna moaned, arching her back as her newfound lover drilled into her with her fingers.

Zezot did not respond, picking up her pace instead. Brelyna let another moan escape her lips, louder this time. "Shh, you're going to get us caught," Zezot whispered into the younger dark elf's ear, causing her to shiver.

They were in the arcanaeum, Brelyna pushed up against a bookshelf, just out of sight of Urag gro-Shub, the librarian. They still had dust on them from their trip to Saarthal, but they had been in too much of a hurry to cleanse themselves.

Zezot may have been pumping Brelyna's hole with three fingers, but the other hand was twisting at a nipple, biting it just hard enough to make her partner whine a little. Brelyna, in turn, was kissing and sucking at Zezot's skin; it had started at the neck, but now she was just paying attention to any skin in front of her.

"More," Brelyna choked out, pressing back into Zezot's fingers needily.

"Shut up."

"Zezot," Brelyna whined, no doubt catching the attention of someone in the arcanaeum.

Zezot added her pinky into Brelyna, who moaned lowly, increasing her force. Within three minutes of vigorous thrusting, Brelyna had squirted out liquid all over Zezot's hand, causing it to drip down her right arm.

Brelyna's face was flushed, and she was falling to the ground, so Zezot let her, and took her place against the bookshelf, dropping her own pants. The smaller of the two, looked up at her eagerly and quickly began lapping at Zezot's wetness. Zezot bit her lip to keep herself from groaning with pleasure, and kept her eyes on Brelyna, enjoying the view of her looking up at her while she licked and sucked.

Her tongue went up and down Zezot's lips, tracing the shape perfectly. She ventured to her hole, circling it a few times before letting the tip of her tongue venture inside, though she did not leave it there for long. Moving to the clitorus, Brelyna took it into her mouth, sucking hard on it while simultaneously licking it.

Zezot shook, pushing Brelyna's head harder into her crotch. The sensations were too much, and without much of a pause, the Dragonborn had let out against Brelyna's mouth.

Brelyna pulled away, licking her lips before wiping her mouth on her robes. "I love you."

Zezot smiled, pulling her pants back up. "Love you too."

Zezot woke up slowly, removing her arm from around Kharjo to sit up. She had a horrible feeling in her stomach. Guilt.

She was always guilty after a night with Kharjo, though she was pretty sure she didn't need to be. Brelyna already knew, she figured, and had probably gotten over it. This was where she came every time they fought for quite a while. Surely, Brelyna must at least suspect that she's been cheating.

After a mild attempt at convincing herself of that, she stood from their bed to get dressed.

"Leaving so soon?" Kharjo asked sleepily, rolling over to face his mate, his eyes only half open.

"Yes," she admitted with a small, apologetic smile. "Sorry; I need to continue my journey and defeat Alduin."

"This Khajiit understands."