Avieras hands ran through her horses mane as she slid off of the saddle. Argis was being very cautious around the young woman as she had become considerably more emotional since the discovery of certain stories. She walked towards the door of the inn and stepped into the inviting warmth. Argis quickly followed, making sure that she hadn't attacked anyone in the seconds it took him to get there. His thane was becoming more and more unhinged, not because of the fact that the stories were about being with Argis but because someone who knew her had taken the time to create storylines in which Aviera was taken by several people and others just watched. They had found a total of 4 stories. 1 was just Aviera and Argis, another included Farengar and a whoreish Irileth, the third had Jarl Ulfric involved (this particular story had traumatised Argis) and the forth had been held in High Hrothgar. There were eight stories in total.

The music has died down and was coming to an end when Aviera walked in looking extremely depressed. Argis just shook his head quickly at whoever assumed she needed someone to talk to. When they had both arrived at the bar, the maid was rummaging around for the most recent find. She presented it to Aviera, who read it thoroughly a look that Argis couldn't place appeared on her face before she handed it to him.

Aviera was bent over a market stall, moaning in ecstasy every time Argis thrust deep into her. Their moans filled the night air and every resident in Windhelm was getting deeply turned on by them. They had suffered through the cold, having only eachothers bodies to give comfort and had ended up in a highly sexual relationship. Everytime Aviera moved blood rushed to Argis' nether regions. He could barely contain himself to the market, if he had fully had his way they would be shagging in front of the city guards.

With one final thrust Aviera came to a screaming orgasm and Argis emptied his seed deep within his Thane. It took them both a few minutes to regain their posture and to continue to the palace of kings. They had come to announce their relationship to their longtime friend Ulfric, whom they had had an 'encounter' with.

The paper finished and Argis was left with a bit of disappointment. This was just the ending to the threesome with Ulfric. Surely there was more. He looked up to Aviera and realised she was amused. He then glanced at the barmaid who shook her head as if to say she didn't have any more. The woman had obviously read it.

"They're enticing us Argis."

"What?"

"They're trying to make us want more. And frankly, it seems to be working. On both of us." Argis' cheeks became slightly pink. So she had noticed his awkward moments with her and the wistful looks. Shouldn't she be a bit more pissed off?

"I think the creator of these stories has been following us for some time and has decided we have unresolved sexual tension."

"Have you been reading those ladies adult fictions again my Thane?"

"No-Well yes-But- No thats not the point."

"But you have haven't you..."

"Yes but-"

"I wish you wouldn't, those books influence you when you're drunk."

"Stop Argis. Do they? No! Listen, they think that and maybe there is."

"I don't think I've finished lecturing you yet, have you been reading the mens papers aswell? Is that what you were picking up yesterday?"

"Would you stop being an old lady? I might have been getting those for you!"

"No, you know I get my own and I have specific taste."

"Yes, yes, big boobied barmaids." There was just a hint of Jealously in Avieras voice. Maybe the stories were getting to her head.

"I do like other types of women." Argis smiled lightly at Aviera, who just snorted and grabbed the page in a little rage. She then stormed from the inn and set off for the finishing set of stories.