EDIT: Hey *blushes*, so I kind of forgot to put a not here saying thanks and all of that… Also, I found some mistakes on this chapters, nothing big, but I wanted to fix it, so…

Chapter 9

Nihren was frustrated. In the last few days her and Farkas married life had been... Less than amusing. They were on the verge of their one year anniversary, and things between them had kind of lost its flame. Not that their feeling had subsided, oh no! But there wasn't that hush to get back to each other- the fact that Farkas had left for a job on the same day she had arrived home, proved that- or loss of the small surprises she would get from his actions. She knew that wasn't something exactly bad, it was only the two of them getting into a routine. A boring one...

After Farkas had left, Nihren decided to go for a walk in the market, stopping at Arcadia's shop to talk and learn more about alchemy. And there she had spent the whole day.

Arcadia was a nice friend, always worried about her friend's health and happy to teach what she knew about potions. With the passing of the day, their conversation went to more private topics, and Nihren opened up to her.

While Nihren spoke, Arcadia's face changed to one of concentration, and after Nihren was done she moved to a hidden chest behind the counter, taking out a piece of paper.

" I've reached a age in which no honorable woman would lay in a man's bed unless it's her husband's, and as things go for me, I have no use for this. But, when I was younger, a traveler gave me this recipe, promising me it would help in my love life... Unfortunately, I never created this potion, and don't know the full range of its actions, so I would recommend you to test it first, before you use it in the presence of your husband."

Nihren picked the paper and read its content. Nothing written there was known to be poisoning, but Nihren had never heard any of those things to do what was being expected.

When the sun was starting to set she went back home. When she had arrived earlier at Whiterun, she had sent Lydia to the Bannered Mare, in hopes to have some alone time with her husband, and now, she had an empty house all for herself.

Sighing, she went inside, stroking the embers of the previous fire while adding some wood to it. She made her dinner, eat it, stored all the things that were on her bag in their right place, and settled on her bed to wait for sleep to come.

After the gods knows how long, she gave up. After a few times, she had learned she could sleep without Farkas close by while in the wild, but in their bed it was different. The prior big bed, which she had cheered, was now annoying, and the incredible comfortable, and supposedly arousing, nightdress she had got to impress Farkas, was now just mocking her.

With an angry huff, she gave up sleep, sitting up in the bed. She looked at her bag, where she had kept the Arcadia's recipe, wondering if she should try it. After some thought, she gave in to curiosity, and went down stairs to try making the potion.

Some minutes later, she poured a red liquid, which reminded her of a healing potion, in a empty bottle and drank it, not stopping to let doubt take tasted sweet, and she didn't felt any of the first effects of poisoning. She waited for a while, to see if she felt any side effects, but all the felt was a fire burning low in her stomach, something very similar to what she felt when Farkas was touching her.

After she was sure that was all that the potion would do, Nihren put the recipe on the shelf for later use and went back to her room, feeling strangely naughty. The brush of the nightdress on her skin was enough to make her nipples stand in attention and her cheeks to burn.

She laid down on her bed again and stayed looking at the ceiling, letting her mind wander.

Her married life had been quite lonely lately. She had so many things to do, so many people need the help of the dragonborn that it was hard to take time to simply stay home and enjoy the night with her husband. And now, every time she had managed to be home, Farkas wasn't! She knew he wasn't the one to blame, he probably felt as lonely as her after all, and so, he had found something to occupy his time with. But, gods, she missed him. She missed his hands on her, his breath on her neck, his voice calling for her as he filled her over and over, claiming her to him, and after that, his warm body holding her close, while he caressed her hair.

Grunting, Nihren turned in bed, rubbing her legs. Oh, how she loved when he was on top of her, his hips pinning her down, while his strong arms took most of his weight off her. He would lower himself so that he could kiss her neck, and his chest would brush her nipples, making a shiver run down her body. A whimper left her mouth, and she had to pinch her nipples so they would stop hurting from the lack of attention.

Oh, how she loved his grunts of pleasure when she digs her nails in his back, or when she nibbled his neck. He would make the most delicious sounds, when he started to pound into her, and she was sure she could come with only the sound of his voice, telling her how beautiful she was.

The bud between her legs was begging for attention, and the rubbing of her legs wasn't enough anymore. Not stopping to think about how devious of her it was, she sneaked one hand down the covers. Oh, she loved when he groped her thigh with those huge hands of his, caressing the inside of her legs, going up while pushing her clothes off his way, and stopping to grab a handful of her ass cheek.

She let out a keening sound, dammit, her hands weren't as good, not big enough, or warm enough, to copy his touch, but it was all she had.

Slowly, she let her hand slide to her undercloth, caressing her folds under it, while her body begged her to touch somewhere else. She pushed the cover aside and removed her undercloth, letting her sex exposed to the cold air. A shiver went through her body, and she gasped for more. Keeping one hand on her breast, she caressed herself, touching once and a while her bud, feeling shocks of pleasure every time she did.

Then, she gave in to her cravings, her body begging to be filled by Farkas, her mate, so she put a digit inside herself. She let out another whimper of frustration, her finger not even close to Farkas' size, so she put another one in, and it still wasn't enough, but at least it gave her some 'friction'. Oh, what she wouldn't give to have Farkas here.

She closed her eyes and tried to imagine her husband there, pushing his member inside her, feeling that delicious contact. She was begging now, letting out breathy "please" and "more".

-

Farkas was dragging his feet back to Whiterun. At the same time he wanted to go back home and hold his wife, he didn't want to see her.

He doubted it was truth, but after being left behind so many times, doubt had taken place in Farkas heart. He believed Nihren wasn't the type who would cheat on her husband, but when he had opened his heart and told his doubts to the others companions, some of them (Tovar actually), had told him that it wouldn't be the first time he heard a story like that that was true.

So, Farkas had set up a trap. He told Nihren he would go do a job that would take him 3 days, but the truth was that he would be back on the same day. The idea was to get her with her supposed lover, but Farkas didn't believe it would work, after all he didn't think she was really cheating on him. But even so, the doubt had been planted on his heart, and he had to be sure.

So now, he was dragging his feet back home. If he told the truth, he was scared. What would he do if he got home and caught her with another man? Well, first he would kill him, but then... What would happen with his marriage with Nihren?

He stopped, fear freezing his legs. He couldn't do it. If his marriage with Nihren ended he was sure he would be done for life. There was no way he could live a life without her and the pain of his broken heart would be too much for him to bear.

He turned, taking a few steps back to Riverwood. It would be better not to know. But... But if Nihren was really with another man, there was no way he would let him live. His wolf howled with anger, and he turned back at Whiterun, stomping forward a few steps, ready to kill any man that dared to stay in his path.

He stopped again, his shoulders falling to a defeated position. He couldn't do it. If for some reason Nihren loved that man, there was no way Farkas could kill him. The last thing he wanted was to break her heart, even if that broken his.

But still, what if all that wasn't true?

He went back to dragging his feet back to Whiterun.

After a while he reached the city gates, stopping in front of it, trying to decide if he really wanted to do it. But then, the decision was taken from him when one of the guards opened the gate and stared at him util he entered.

Taking a deep breath he squared his shoulders went in.

When he got to Breezehome, his blood froze. The living room was empty, the remaining of a dinner left in the pot, as if it had been cooked for more than one person, and the place was silent, except for the noise coming from the upper floor.

Because the floor of the second floor was made only of wood, everything that happened on the upper level could be heard on the under floor. And that was what made Farkas freeze.

He could hear some movements on the bed, could hear Nihren's soft pleas for more, and that was enough to make his blood boil with anger. So, it was true.

He went up stairs, not even trying to be quiet; after all, there were no other exits from their room, so whoever was in there, pleasuring HIS wife, would have to face him. Reaching their room's door, he pulled out his sword, and opened the it.

And for the third time in that night, he froze.

Right there, in front of him, laid Nihren in a very "improper" position. Her legs were open, her sex glistering from how wet she was, while her fingers worked as fast as they could in and out of her, and the other hand played with her clit. Her moans where frustrated but even so she kept on going, not even noticing his presence, until her moans got high pinched and she came with the weakest orgasm he had ever seen her having.

She let her legs fall back in the bed and stayed there panting with her eyes closed and a frown on her face.

Well, this was awkward... Should he just... Walk away? Or...

-

Nihren groaned, that was horrible and now she was feeling horrible. And the worst? It didn't even satisfied her! Arg... She missed Farkas...

She stayed laying there with her eyes closed, waiting for her breath to return to normal and trying to ignore the burning need in her lady parts.

She was startled back to reality when she heard someone clearing its throat. Getting up, she grabbed the dagger she kept hidden on the side of the bed on an instinct, and turned to the door.

As if hearing her calling, there was Farkas in all his glory. He was standing at the door, looking uncomfortable as ever, with his dusty armor on and with his sword on his hand.

"Farkas! You are home!" Nihren was positively beaming, but then her smile fell from her face and her cheeks burned. " Ho-How long have you been there?"

" A-a while..."

"Oh..."

Nihren sat back at the bed, hiding the dagger once more, and crossed her arms in front of her chest, looking down embarrassed. Oh great! Now your husband is probably thinking you are a horny harlot! Oh, and the worst? You are getting all wet again just by the thought of him watching you! Oh by the divines, I'm going to kill myself!

Farkas went in, leaving his sword beside the door, and moving toward her, who stayed quiet and looking down. Her cheeks were burning and she had to press her legs together to prevent herself from attacking him.

Farkas sat down beside her and she was sure he could smell her. Then he looked down at her legs, she knew she had been caught.

"I'm sorry!" Nihren started, pressing her hand to her cheeks, not having the courage to look up. " A- I'm- I don't even know what to say... I'm sorry! Its just- Arcadia gave me this potion and, well, I decide to try, and, well, I was missing you, it had been a long while since we- we- laid together! and the potion made me all hot andcouldn'tcontrolmyself!" She blurred out.

Farkas looked at her. Her cheeks were red, her hair a mess and her lips where still red from where she had bitten down. The whole situation was quite funny. Him, thinking that she was cheating on him, and her, pleasuring herself because she missed him.

We are both idiots.

Farkas pulled her close and Nihren hidden her head in his chest, pressing her burning cheeks to hi cold chest plate. She knew he wasn't mad, but she was still incredible abashed, and kind of aroused, to have been caught in that situation.

" So, I may be wrong but, did you enjoyed it?"

She groaned and shook her head.

" I thought so."

He pushed her down to the bed and got up to remove his armor, all the a while letting his eyes travel over her body, noticing her nipples standing out. Nihren didn't even dare to move. The flame in his eyes were enough to make her body burn in a way almost unbearable. Then, he settled his naked body on top of hers, and, oh by the gods, his hips were pinning her down, his chest brushing her nipples under her clothes, his mouth was on her neck, and she was almost having another orgasm from his hands groping her hips.

He kissed her hard, his hands playing with her nipples and groping her ass just in the way she had craved. He wasn't being delicate with her, and she was sure that on the next day she would have a amazing bruise of the size of his hand on her ass. But, gods, she loved it. He pulled her clothes up and off her, taking in the sight of her naked body.

Bending down, he took one nipple in his mouth and groped the other breast. By now Nihren was writhing under him, begging him to take her. She was arching her body so he could have a better access to her breasts and she almost screamed in pleasure when Farkas sneaked one hand down and entered her with one finger, enjoying the way she contracted around him.

He began to move his finger, pressing down just at the right place, and Nihren came, calling his name and dragging her nails across his back.

He pulled his hand away, impressed with her reaction. Usually, it took him a little bit more of work to make her to come. Giving her sometime to calm herself down, he keep on kissing and nipping her neck and whispering sweet things to her ear, and when she begged him to, he entered her, making the world explode behind her eyes. The Divines had heard her prayers.

He looked at her, taking in the view of her glassy eyes and the look of fulfillment on her face. Slowly he pulled out, enjoying the way her face changed, and her body moved, trying to keep him close to her. He love the way she moved under him, how she would hold him as close as she could, contracting around him as if trying to hold him inside. She would tangle her fingers on his hair, pulling his face down, close to hers, so she could kiss him, and he almost finished without her.

Farkas kept moving, his pushes stronger than normal, his body warm and solid against hers, his movements strong and constant. Nihren tried to hold back, but when he pulled her leg up, and pushed inside in the new angle, she fell over the edge, Farkas name leaving her in mouth in a scream of pleasure that she was sure had waked the neighbors.

Soon, it was also too much for him, and she heard his answering roar, while he filled her.

He let himself fall besides her, and pulled her to his chest. Nihren tangled her legs with his, and let out sigh of satisfaction. Life without Farkas had proved to be horrible, only he could give her what her body needed.

They stayed there for a while, calming themselves, until Nihren spoke, startling Farkas who thought she had been asleep.

" I'm sorry..."

"For what?"

" For leaving you behind all those times. I hadn't noticed how lonely it was."

Farkas looked down at her. He wanted to be mad at her, he wanted to argue and say something like "Serves you right!", but there was no way he would hurt her liked that. Besides, he was so happy that she was here with him now, and that she had changed her mind about him going with her, so he let his anger go, pulling her closer instead.

"It's okay love, but don't leave me anymore. I don't know what to do when you are not here."

She nodded, and gave a light kiss on his chest.

They stayed quiet, letting sleep take over. After sometime, Farkas woke up with a hand caressing his lower body. Looking down, he met Nihren hunger eyes, and he knew there wasn't going to be much sleeping for them tonight.

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