**Warning contains smutty Maven**
*You have been warned*
Ja'red awoke to a gloomy Turdas morning. Although Riften had always been a somber city, today seemed slightly exceptional. After Ysolda made a home cooked meal Ja'red ate, and asked how her small shop was going. She made a few sales on the trip from Whiterun and gave him a share of her profits. After receiving a hefty sack of septims from his wife he played tag with Sofie and Lucia. His superior athletic ability made it difficult him to keep his speed to a fair level for the his adopted daughters out, they walked around the center market.
"Listen here," Ja'red spoke to the girls, "if you're going to be successful in life you should learn how to use words effectively"
" What do you mean, papa" , Lucia said.
"I think he wants us to listen and watch the people in the market" Sofie explained.
" Why would you want us to do that?"
"He just said, 'if you're going to be successful in life', stupid milk-drinker" Sofie said annoyed.
Lucia with clearly hurt feelings retorted, "you're just mad because your dad was a bad guy who died fighting good people like papa!"
Lucia pinched Sofie's nerve as if an angry mudcrab.
Before the situation escalated Ja'red stepped in, " Stop it you two! There's no need to bicker over such silly things" he turned towards Sofie, "There was no need for name calling Sofie. You nee-"
"But papa!" Sofie interrupted.
"But nothing! You need to apologize to Lucia. And you" pointing and now facing towards Lucia, "You know better than to speak such ill words to your sister. You may not be blood, but you're still family"
The two sisters reluctantly apologized to each other before going back home.
He sighed as he watched them walk back to honeyside. He simply wanted to give them a life lesson. In truth he wanted to more of a brother to them rather than a father, but over time the parental role surfaced due to the need for it.
"Aye lad," a familiar voice said, " 'tis why I don't little ones of my own. Too much infighting"
" Good for you pal. Oh, how goes the day Brynjolf?" Ja'red said not realizing it was him at first.
"A fine day" looking up at the dark grey clouds that seemed heavy with rain that had yet to fall.
Ja'red leaned on one of the wooden rails and asked, "So what do you need Brynjolf? You hardly ever leave the flagon if doesn't involve coin"
"Well this is about more than coin. You should meet me at the flagon when you have the chance"
"I'm free until dusk, Maven wanted to meet with me after sunset" Ja'red said walking towards the hidden entrance to the flagon.
Brynjolf raised an eyebrow, "Is that so?" he asked.
"Yes, it is so my friend. She wanted to make me guild master but that's beyond her jurisdiction. She's a benefactor not a manager. Maven may be a powerful businesswomen, but I think she has a faulty sense of superiority"
"Lad, you shouldn't speak ill of Maven while we're above ground wait till we get to the cistern"
Walking around the temple of Mara they entered the Thieves Guild hideout. Ja'red hadn't mentioned the real why Maven wanted to meet with, just to merely discuss some things that involved Ingun.
Sapphire approached on that note, " Hey redguard, if you're messing around with the boss' daughter, don't. We like her money and we don't need you messing that up"
"First, you mean granddaughter. Second I do as I please, Sapphire. Thirdly, Maven doesn't scare me... she just makes a little nervous that's all. And fourth, if I want to fuck Ingun I'll do it, I'd do it vigorously," thrusting his hips as an example, "Who's gonna stop me, you?"
Sapphire was one of the guild members who had an exceptionally hard past. She had a cold and hard exterior like a charus shell so not much phased her, she was always quick with a witty reply. This time she simply snarled and walked away.
That troubled Ja'red usually they would have simple clash of words until Brynjolf or Mercer broke it up she was never one to just simply walk away. He wanted to inquire on her issue but instead decided to wait until after Brynjolf spoke with him. In the side of the cistern he and Ja'red took a seat.
"So I recall your meeting with Gulum-Ei", Brynjolf spoke
"What about it?"
"Do you recall the name he told you, you know the one who purchased Goldenglow Estate"
"I believe it was something with a K, can't really remember that was about a month ago when I received orders from Tullius"
"Was it Karliah?"
"That sounds familiar. I'm not entirely sure it was that name"
"Well, it seems we have a job to do", Mercer Frey said walking out of the shadows.
"Didn't Maven have you arrested" Ja'red asked
"Yes, yes she did for about three days. Good behavior will get you out early...at least as long as you're not Sibbi Black-Briar" he obnoxiously laughed at his own joke.
"Come, Ja'red, you and I are going to track down Karliah. We'll leave tomorrow around noon"
"Is there no one else who can go?" Ja'red questioned.
"Oh, I'm sorry last I checked I was Guildmaster, not you," Mercer sarcastically replied, "Noon, tomorrow " he commanded before walking away.
"So...Who's Karliah?" he asked Brynjolf.
"A long story lad, a long story" he replied.
"I have time" Ja'red responded back.
So Ja'red learned of Karliah and her treachery. Murdering the last guildmaster and stealing from the guild. Such things should not go unpunished. So he would go with Mercer on the morrow to find the traitor.
"I've been down here for too long already" Ja'red said not realising how much time had past by in the flagon.
Leaving the flagon and closing the entrance behind him Ja'red walked back to the center and noticed Sapphire there. He decided to approach her when suddenly he heard the presence of rapid footsteps coming in his direction. He drew his blade and placed it precisely to the neck of the person behind him.
"Um, I've been looking for you. Got something I'm supposed to deliver. Your hands only" a courier said nervously.
Jared sheathed his blade as the courier handed him a note and said, "From Jarl Elisif the Fair"
Ja'red placed the note in one of his many pockets. I'll read that later. I already have one Jarl breathing down my neck, he thought to himself. He looked up and Sapphire was gone. It didn't bother him too much, although he was more concerned with her solo thieving antics than her emotional stability.
He looked at the sky and noticed the clouds had dispersed without shedding their water. The sky was beginning to turn orange like a flaming torch, a clear sign evening was approaching. He had been in his fine clothes all day, a surprisingly comfortable fit he received from the Sheogorath, Daedric Prince of Madness . A near terrifying experience inside the mind of a deranged emperor and all he had to show for it was these clothes and the wabbajack, a weapon as crazy as it's creator.
Despite being the suit being given by a daedra he felt vulnerable without his armor. Hence the treatment of the courier. I should enchant these clothes to be more protective, I never know when I might need to be stylishly undercover, he thought.
As he entered Mistveil, he noticed it was noticeably empty. The bustling bureaucratic center of the Rift was usually busy in some way, shape, or form. There were no people complaining to Jarl about their needs. No people sweeping the floors or cleaning windows. Even Hemming, son and steward to the Jarl seemed to be missing.
"Ja'red? What are you doing here?" Maul said.
He was the only other person in the keep that Ja'red saw so he said,
"I'm looking for the Jarl she wanted me to meet her"
"It's her birthday and she made it an official holiday of the hold. So no meeting today I'm afraid" Maul replied.
"Maul," Maven said coming down the stairs, "He's my guest let the thane pass. Happy Maven Day!" she said with a smile gesturing him towards her.
"Happy, Maven Day, to you too", Ja'red said awkwardly.
As he followed Maven up the stairs he could've sworn he heard Maul say, " Dibella have mercy"
"Maven I want to know why?"
"Why what?" she replied.
"Why you want use me for your weird sexual fetish"
"Nothing weird at all. I want just want a piece of your body, inside of my body. It's a natural part of life dear boy. I'll tell you a secret redguard, I'm a woman. Not the tyrannical bitch my competition makes me out to be. A woman Ja'red," she leaned closer to the standing redguard and whispered, "a woman in need of something only a man can give"
"Why don't you ask Maul?"
"Maul may be a big man, but I'll just say he isn't big everywhere"
"Okay, that's understandable but what about Ingun"
"What about her?"
"Why would you want me to have sex with you then her?"
"Did I not explain this to you?"
"No, you did not my Jarl" using formality as a force of habit.
"I want you because you are strong and capable. I wish to...taste the fruits of what Hammerfell has to offer so to speak. And as for Ingun, I told you she wishes to covet you"
"But there's more to it Maven. You wouldn't let it happen if it didn't benefit you" Ja'red said
"Ever observant aren't you, redguard. Okay so I'll tell you something else, I desire you yes, but I also desire for you to impregnate Ingun"
"Im-impregnate Ingun?" he stammered
"Correct. You possess noble blood in your veins, even if it is redguard nobility. You come from a warrior clan notable even amongst the warrior filled Hammerfell and you also descend from the merchant clans of Elinthr and Sentinel. Business is in your blood, as well as mine. I need a suitable heir for the Black-Briar fortune. And you, will give me that hier"
" What about Hemming isn't he already your heir"
"Hemming is nothing more than a yes man. Not fit to lead. Sibbi is a criminal who would run all of my hard work to the ground. And my beautiful daughter Ingun is the only one left. She is the most capable yet her ambitions lie, elsewhere" she said scowling
"How does Hemming feel to know this, his mother wants my loins and his daughter wants my seed?"
"Hemming is away in Solitude on my behalf. I'll tell him after the seed has been planted"
"But does Ingun even know what you have planned"
"Enough questions!", Maven shouted, "I've grown, weary of conversation. You, me, bed, now!", she commanded
"I'm no slave Maven"
"Ja'red, please bed me" her voice changed suddenly.
He couldn't tell what it was but something was different about Maven. Something he liked enough to obey without arguing.
He lay down next her as she placed something to side.
"Undress me" she said with her voice back to normal.
He took a moment to pause and observe what was happening when Maven reached for something.
"Undress me" she repeated in the seductive voice she used before.
As if by some form of magic he felt bound to obey Maven. Ja'red took her clothing off one article at a time before she nude with nothing but an Amulet of Dibella on.
An Amulet of Dibella? No wonder she seemed so hard to resist. It makes the wearer more persuasive, he thought.
"Lick me, like the icing of a sweet roll" she said in the pleasant voice.
As soon the words rolled off her tongue, he lifted her legs and placed his head between. His tongue began circling on her. His soft pink flesh moving around her soft pink flesh. He moved it between the crevice of her thigh and vagina cycling around to tease her. She enjoyed the tease but it only aided her in building tension before she grabbed his head and moved it where she truly wanted it. Ja'red no longer under the influence of her words was thinking of way out of this when Maven wrapped her legs around his neck nearly strangling him and pulled his loced hair as she came, convulsing around him.
Her juices flowed as the redguard tasted. Better than Lydia, he noted to himself tasting sweetness from her body as if she was a honeycomb.
"I know you want more than just that" he said to Maven.
She slowly released her strong nordic legs from around his neck making it easier for him to breathe. He moved his way up to her breasts. Only magic could have helped them stay this fresh in her old age, he thought as he began playing with one nipple while licking the other.
"Enough of theatrics Ja'red if I wanted a man to suck on my breast I could easily get Hemming to do it no questions asked.
The mentioning of Hemming on her breasts made him slightly flaccid.
Since he had still been focusing on her tits Maven grabbed him by the head and put him face to face with her.
"I want you, to fuck me" she loudly whispered.
He was staring directly at the Amulet of Dibella, he could have taken it away from her. He had gone this far however, so he figured he might as well go all the way. As he entered her warm moist cavern sliding in near effortlessly. Maven moaned out a sound that was almost cute before covering her mouth. The woman was over twice his age yet his body couldn't tell the difference. She was slippery yet firm, flexible but rigid, smooth yet sticky. The redguard was mad with pleasure he didn't remember when he undressed himself or if he undressed himself.
He exited then thrust himself into Maven wholly in one stroke colliding against her ceverix. She came once again wailing in pleasure as clawing at his back as if a hagraven, giving him the strangest sense of nostalgia. The pain didn't seem to phase Ja'red so she decided to test his limits. With every stroke he gave she scratched him. He began to take notice after some time but shrugged it off since there was more pleasure than pain.
His pace began to speed up, he felt himself nearing the climax. Harder and faster he pumped, Maven's breasts jiggling with his rapid movement when suddenly he stopped moving. He let out a massive groan and dribbled saliva on her stomach he let unleashed seed out into Maven in successive bursts causing his hips to twitch with each. When she felt his warm seed inside her she proceeded to shock his back wounds with sparks causing him to shout in legitimate pain. Yet there was still more pleasure than pain the shock had excited him to go another round. She felt him grow again inside of her and said,
"Did you like that redguard? Because I never said you were done"
For 3 hours and 4 stamina potions Ja'red had been in Mistveil Keep serving the Jarl.
Maven was a succubus who got more than her fill sexual energy. As he left Maven she gave him a key to the Black-Briar Manor. He was told although Ingun lives there by herself now, she still chooses to sleep in the basement alchemy lab.
"Happy Maven Day", Maul said as Ja'red descended from the stairs.
"So, what's with that? Is Maven just that vain she proclaims a day for herself or is it her birthday or something?"
"It's her birthday, I told you that already, and I'm sure you gave her a fine gift", placing a hand on his shoulders.
"Yeah, well you know" Ja'red said before awkwardly leaving the keep.
On to the Manor, he thought pulling out a healing potion to recover from the scars Maven left behind.
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