It was nearly nightfall. Elissa retired to her room for the night, greatly anticipating what was to come. She bathed in nice smelling fragrances, put on her best silk nightgown and hung up her leather armor. A spare set of male chainmail armor hung beside it. Ser Gilmore brought it one night so that Elissa had something to remind her of him when he was away.
Siren was curled up into a ball of fur next to her bed. Elissa smiled to herself. She made her way over to her bed to straighten out her sheets when she heard a faint knock on the door.
"Come in," she called.
The door opened and Ser Gilmore made his way in. He was wearing thin civilian clothes, a set Elissa has seen many times.
"I'm glad you could make it," she smiled, seductively.
"I wouldn't miss it for the world," he replied, pulling her into a long and deep kiss.
Elissa snaked her fingers through his long red hair, pushing him into an even deeper kiss.
Ser Gilmore moaned and pushed her over to her bed, lips still locked.
Quickly, Elissa turned him over so that his back was now to the bed and she sat on his waist. She wiggled on top of him, brushing against his hardened cock.
Ser Gilmore gasped and involuntarily bucked. Elissa smirked and slid down him, taking care to add as much friction as possible. She took his pants with her, his dick springing out of them. Elissa crawled toward it, Ser Gilmore hoisted his upper body up onto his elbows and watched as Elissa grabbed his hardened member and flicked the tip of it with her tongue.
"My lady, you don't have to-" but the rest of what he was going to say drowned in a loud moan that escaped his lips as Elissa engulfed him. His eyes widened. He couldn't believe she was doing this- something she said she refused to do in bed.
Elissa couldn't believe it herself. Never has she had any desire to perform oral sex on someone. But this was a special night. Possibly the last one she'd spend with Ser Gilmore for a long time. If that was the case, she wanted to give him something to remember her by. As she bobbed up and down, swirling her tongue around and around, back and forth across his shaft, she realized it wasn't so bad. The reaction she got from it was even better.
Ser Gilmore's eyes rolled to the back of his head. Elissa could tell he was finding it hard to restrain himself, from shoving her head farther along his shaft or thrusting further into her mouth.
Saving him from himself, Elissa gave him what he wanted. She slowly glided up and down his shaft, each time moving a little further. Ser Gilmore fell flat on his back as Elissa's throat met the tip of his member. She deep throated him for a few strokes, eliciting strangled moans and gasps from Gilmore.
She felt his hand move to the top of her head, lightly pushing her further along. Figuring he might be close to climaxing, she swiftly removed herself, much to Ser Gilmore's displeasure.
"Not yet, mister," she chided, as she made her way up his body, drawing wet trails across his body- pulling his shirt up and over his head as she worked. She reveled in his gleaming chest. Ser Gilmore moved his hands from the top of her head to down her arms, clutched her waist, and began pulling up her silk nightgown- releasing her from her clothing (she had thoughtfully not worn undergarments). He finally met her breasts. Her nipples were taut and Ser Gilmore brushed his thumbs against them.
And, just as quickly as Elissa had flipped Ser Gilmore over, he slinked his arms back down to her waist, flipped her over, and pinned her down to the bed.
Elissa flashed a wicked smile. "Oh, you've got me," she said.
Ser Gilmore laughed. "Indeed I do, my lady." He grinned, and he slid his hands to her womanhood. His fingers explored her folds, circled her bud, traced the outside of her opening.
"Mmmmmmmm," Elissa quietly moaned, her eyes closed, basking in the feel of his hands on her.
His fingers entered her, moving in circles inside of her. She was warm and moist… ready. Rarely did Ser Gilmore use his fingers in her, but like she treated him, he'd treat her. He lowered his head to meet her womanhood, kissing the outside lips, and placing his tongue deep within her folds.
Elissa's eyes flung open and she gasped. She watched as Ser Gilmore swirled his tongue around her clit, fingers working magic. Arching her back and thrusting her hips forward, she moaned and gasped, hardly believing how good it felt.
Ser Gilmore sucked on her bud, rolling it around and lightly nipping with his teeth. Elissa clutched the edges of her bed, trying her best to stifle the loud moans that were escaping her. She felt pressure begin to build in her lower abdomen, her breathing became heavier.
Taking note of this, Gilmore withdrew himself and positioned his rock hard member at her opening. He felt like he could burst just at the thought of being in her.
Elissa opened her eyes, and looked at him. He was smiling at her- a smile she couldn't quite read.
"I love you," he said, huskily, before he rammed himself into her.
She cried out in ecstasy. He was usually so calm, taking his time. But now he was fully inside her in one swift thrust. It was almost too much for her.
He grinded himself inside of her, causing her to clutch his shoulders and dig her fingers into him. He began to move with short but powerful thrusts very quickly- the entire bed rattled. Ser Gilmore watched her breasts bounce up and down, took pleasure in her firm grip on him. Elissa was nearing her end. She thrusted her hips up toward him, adding extra friction.
"Maker, yes!" she screamed. Ser Gilmore was pounding into her now, their skin smacking together each time they met.
With a last final gasp, Elissa trembled and shook, her entire body consumed in a powerful orgasm. She was still clutching when Ser Gilmore cried out a strangled moan, releasing his seed inside her. He collapsed next to her, slowly pulling out.
He put his arms around her and kissed her deeply.
"I love you. Maker, I love you so much," he said.
She looked deep into his eyes. "I love you too," she replied. She stroked his face. "I'll never stop loving you. For as long as I live."
Tears began to fill her eyes.
"Shhhhhh, don't cry, my love," Ser Gilmore whispered, bringing her into another soft kiss.
"I wish you didn't have to leave. I don't know what I'm going to do without you," she admitted. Tears trickled down her face.
Ser Gilmore wiped them off.
"You're very capable. That's part of the reason I fell in love with you. I'll be busy as a Warden. But perhaps my travels will bring me back to High Ever," he said, trying to reassure her. "Trust me, my love, I will always be there for you- even if not physically."
She smiled at him and moved closer, resting her head on his arm. They cuddled together, naked, until sleep overwhelmed them.