This chapter is all Niruin smut. Enjoy, and please don't hate! :)

"What happened to your clothes...?"

I saunter into Niruin's room and shake my head. "Brynjolf. Brynjolf happened to my clothes."

He raises an eyebrow with a playful smirk. "Should I be jealous?"

I widen my eyes at him and grin. "Not unless you're the jealous type. But I get the impression that you're not."

He chuckles deeply and I feel it in my groin. Dibella above Kyari, get a hold of yourself! Niruin moves behind me then, snaking his fingers over my shoulders and down my sides. I close my eyes and hold back a shiver. He hums in his throat and reaches around to my stomach, unbuckling one of the three belts that hold the armor together. My hands move up and lace with his.

"You really are very stunning, Kyari. I admit...I could not take my eyes off you in the Flagon."

Another buckle undone. I feel the coolness of the air hit the skin of my stomach and shiver. I can almost feel him smile, he's so close. The last buckle lies between my breasts and he takes care not to touch either side as he unfastens the final buckle. He peels back the fabric of my armor and allows it to fall to the floor in a heap. I am still dressed in a linen shirt and my smallclothes, but the exposure makes me blush.

He inhales deeply and releases his hold, stepping back and circling to my front. He crosses his arms and runs his index finger over his lips once, eyes inspecting me. I stand firm though my legs are like jelly. He examines my facial features first, his gaze moving from my hairline down to my nose and lingering on my lips. Then lower, to my neck, shoulders and collar bone. My breasts. My stomach. My hips and pelvis. Down each leg, then stopping at my feet. The intensity of the gaze has my blood boiling.

"I like what I see, Kyari." His gaze meets mine and he smirks.

I take a step forward, reaching for his belt. My fingers hook under the leather and I pull him closer. "Wouldn't you like to see more?"

He chuckles and smoothes his hand over my face, brushing my hair away. "All in good time, meleth'a."

I shudder. The Bosmer word for 'lover.' I am putty in this man's hands. He takes another moment to admire my face, his fingers tracing each curve and surface before he leans forward, bringing his lips to mine. It's soft at first, his lips simply pressed against my own in a delicate embrace, as if to test the waters. My hands move up his arms, clutching gently as they go, until my arms wrap around his neck. Another moment, and he's bolder. His lips part, head tilting to the left, and he claims my mouth with his kiss. Deep, passionate and longing, his hands trace the lines of my body; shoulders, back, sides, arms, rear, neck. He tugs at my hair, pulling my head back as his lips lean into my neck, tugging on my skin. My mouth falls open and I let out a low sigh. Dibella above, the man can kiss. Soft at the right moments, rough and demanding at others. His teeth pull on my skin, hands moving up to massage my breasts. I can hear my own labored breathing.

"Tell me how it feels, Kyari. Tell me what you feel," he whispers, trailing his lips up to my ear.

I shudder, reaching down and grasping his hips. "I feel...heat. And want. And you."

I feel him smile as his lips close around my earlobe. He tucks his fingers beneath the bottom of my shirt, feeling the heat of my skin, and lifts. The shirt comes off. I fumble with the buckles on his armor, all fingers and thumbs, eventually working it off, and lifting his under shirt as well. I marvel at his sculpted abs and lithe, Bosmer physique. Gods, I missed this.

He reaches for my belt as he steps forward, guiding me towards the bed. I stumble for a step or two, but match his pace until the backs of my knees his the bedpost. He pulls away and grins at me, loosening my belt and sliding my trousers away from my hips. They crumple at my feet and I step out of them, and my boots, standing before Niruin in only my smallclothes.

"So beautiful..." he mutters, bending his lips into my neck again.

He continues lower, guiding my hips down to the bed as he kneels before me. His hands grip at my thighs and I shudder again, my mouth open. He kisses my collar bone and upper chest, leaving me breathless. My nipples tighten in anticipation and I hear him chuckle. He kisses one breast against the fabric of my bikini, making me gasp. His lips close around my elongated nipple and my fingers crash into his hair, holding him tightly against me. Then the other side, the same process. He leaves me breathless and wanting. My eyes open and bore down at him, mouth agape, watching him work.

He looks up at me then, planting his hand between my breasts and pushing me down onto my back. "You seem like you might need this, meleth'a."

My eyes widen. Oh gods above, he's not going to-

My thoughts are cut off when his lips press against the apex of my thighs, teasing me above my smallclothes. I almost cry out, the feeling is so intense. This is what six months can do to a woman? I squeeze my eyes shut and lie back.

"Does that feel good?" he murmurs, hooking his thumbs into the fabric and pulling it down to my ankles, then off and across the room. "You smell divine, Kyari."

I cannot speak. I am all sensation and pleasure and anticipation and...is it hot in here? No, that must be him. I look down my body to where his face resides and manage a soft nod.

He smirks darkly at me and lifts my hips slightly, gliding his tongue along both of my thighs before his lips meet at my sex, tasting me. Sweet Dibella, give me strength. The feeling is so intense I feel I may come apart right there. But no, I must keep it together for him. He's treated me so well, surely he deserves the same? I grip the bedsheets in both hands and will myself to relax, calming the burning ache in my groin.

He looks up at me with a raised brow. "Withstanding me so well, are you?"

I gaze down at him and shrug a shoulder, biting my lip.

He frowns in mock insult, his eyes returning to my womanhood. "Perhaps I am not trying hard enough, then," he mutters darkly.

Then, his lips are on me, his tongue is inside me, his hands are massaging my backside. I nearly come apart again, my back arching and my breath catching in my throat. Sweet sabre cat, yes. I feel every touch, sensation alive in my blood and pleasure pooling between my legs. A small, aching burn ignites deep in my groin and I stifle a groan, looking down at him.

"That's it, Kyari...feel it," he commands, his tongue flicking my pleasure point.

I writhe on the bed, his words only furthering my lust. I can not move, can not think, can not speak. I can only feel his mouth, his hands, his tongue...everything. My skin is on fire, my breath coming in ragged gasps and short, clipped groans. He moans into my sex and does not relent, pushing me further and further towards that climax that's eluded me for so long. The ache spreads to my fingers and toes, every nerve in my body alight with pleasure.

Then, all at once, I come undone. He hits one spot perfectly, setting me off and my back arches, my breath catches and I explode into him, my body shuddering and spasming with the sweetest of pleasures. He smiles, pushing his tongue into me and tasting my intensity. He groans in appreciation and laps up every trickle. Eventually, I calm. My hands relax into the bed and my back finally straightens. I feel sweat on my body and try to regulate my breathing. Niruin wipes his face on the bedsheets between my legs and crawls up my body, planting a sweet kiss to my lips. I can taste myself in his kiss.

He pulls me fully onto the bed, his body behind mine as he cradles me in his arms.

"Do I get a turn?" I ask quietly, turning around to smirk at him.

He chuckles, patting me on the hip. "Eventually, yes. I do hope so. I derive great pleasure from pleasing others though, so it's no rush."

I nod once, turning and pressing my body into him, reaching for a blanket.

His lips are next to my ear when he speaks. "Just means you owe me, meleth'a."

I shudder involuntarily and grin, covering the both of us in a cowskin blanket, allowing the glow of my climax to coax me into sleep.

As Kyari and Niruin's relationship heats up, troublesome times creep closer. When will the backstabber strike? Who will it be? Come back soon for more!