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Chapter Nineteen

Alinja began her long trek back to Whiterun to inform the Jarl the dragons would no longer be rising, and all they had to do would to be hunt them down and return them to their rightful resting place. She also wanted to see…him.

Almost running the whole way from High Hrothgar to Whiterun, all she had in her head was his face. She wanted to see him. She wanted to tell him he didn't have to worry about her title anymore. She did not have to be the Dragonborn anymore.

She arrived in Whiterun in only a day and a half, bolting up the stairs to Dragonsreach.

"You've returned!" The Jarl exclaimed, standing when she victoriously burst into the Throne room. "Dragonborn! So does this mean…"

"Alduin is dead." She replied hastily. "I have no need for the title of Dragonborn anymore."

"But you have saved all of Skyrim!" He pressed. "Your name shall be shouted from the Heavens!"

"Trust me, they are already doing that."

"Forgive me, Dragonborn." Balgruuf grinned widely. "I must thank you for saving us all."

"The fight isn't quite over yet." Alinja said, a serious expression on her face. "There are still dragons out there that need to be taken care of."

"Of course," he sat back into his chair, "I assume you will be…taking care of that?"

"Yes." She replied. "But right now, I have something I must attend to."

"Indeed!" Balgruuf laughed loudly, his voice booming through the halls of his castle. "Go rest! Go eat! Go drink! You've more than earned it!"

Without a backward glance, she hurried out of the room and down the stairs and towards Breezehome. She stopped her hand from knocking. What if he doesn't want to see me? She thought to herself. What if he… She shook her head violently and raised her hand back to the door and knocked.

One.

Two.

Three times.

She waited a few seconds before the door shifted and opened slowly. Erik's face appeared in the open gap of the door and he paused in shock.

"Hi." She whispered.

He said nothing. Just stared at her.

"Can…can I come in?" she asked slowly.

He didn't answer right away, but he opened the door wider and let her in. She closed the door behind her.

"H-how have you been?" She questioned awkwardly.

"Okay." He replied.

"Where's Meeko?"

"He's with Mralki."

"Why?"

"I'm staying in Rorikstead." He avoided her gaze. "I only came here because…I heard you were coming here."

"Erik…" tears formed in her eyes and then, she couldn't hold them back any longer. She burst, water running like rivers down her face. "Erik, I'm so sorry! I'm—"

Suddenly, he moved towards her and forced her up against the door behind her. "Don't…say you're sorry." He said quietly and she saw tears in his own eyes. His voice hitched. "Don't say it because I am the one who is sorry. You have nothing to be sorry for. I was me who foolish…" water ran down his cheeks and wet his beard. "I was too stupid and…fucking jealous. I am…I am sorry! Ali—"

She broke his speech by kissing him hard, planting her hands on either side of his face.

He pulled away. "I am not worthy of you." He stepped back, his knees buckling and he fell to them, hands over his face.

"No," Alinja knelt in front of him and drew his hands away, but he kept his gaze cast down. "Erik, I lo—"

"Don't say it!" He cried, clenching his jaw tightly. "I am not worthy of you."

"I love you!" Alinja's tears continued to run. "I love you…"

He raised his watery gaze to hers. "I…I love you too…" he whimpered. He dropped his voice to a whisper. "Can you ever forgive me?"

"There's nothing to forgive, Erik." She replied. "You are more than my best friend." Her own voice was a whisper. "You are my one and only love."

Before he could reply, she crashed her lips to his again, both of them wiping each other's tears away. Alinja opened Erik's mouth with hers and slipped her tongue past his lips and teeth, and joined hers with his. She pulled away just enough to clearly look deeply into his eyes.

"Erik," her cheeks flushed a deep red. "Lay with me this night."

Erik stared at her unsure. "Alinja…are you…"

"I'm sure." She replied slipping her hands down his neck. "I'm ready."

Gazing at her a few seconds longer, they stood together, lips locking. He breathed out through his nose and pushed her back against the door, his hands clasped tightly on either side of her face. In between breaths he would whisper how much he loved her and how much he was sorry. He shifted his attention to her neck and grazed the sensitive skin of her neck. Alinja wrapped her arms securely around his shoulders and closed her eyes, sighing blissfully as the sensation of his lips on her skin sent electric shocks down her spine.

Pulling away slightly, Erik bent down slightly and wrapped his arms around the back of her knees and lifted her onto his hips. He pressed her once more against the door and kissed her throat. She untied the strap of her sword and let it fall to the ground before she held his head close to her as he turned and walked up the steps to the bedroom.

Gently, He laid Alinja on her back on the bed and undid the straps and latches of her armour and carefully placed it on the floor. She was left in a soft fabric tunic and her undergarments. Erik crawled slowly and steadily over her and untied the cords at the top of his shirt and tugged it off, revealing his well-toned chest and hard abs. His arms were thick and well-muscled as they lightly feathered her thigh. Alinja couldn't help but let out a breathy moan as his touch sent her head back. She lifted her hands and stroked his hard chest and stomach before reaching behind him and rubbing his smooth back.

He sighed lovingly as his hands slowly moved underneath her fabric tunic, fingers sweeping against the curves of her stomach and up briefly on her breasts and finally lifted the tunic over her head, leaving her in her small clothes. She gazed up at him and he gazed back at her. They stayed like that for a short while before slowly moving closer to each other, lips pressing against each other, tongues licking at one another. Their slow movements gradually became quick and heated. Erik rocked his hips against hers and she breathed out, shuddering at what was to come.

Her hands lowered below his waist as she tugged at the cords of his trousers, impatiently pushing them down below his knees and finally off. She moaned softly as her fingers brushed past his hardness.

"Ah…" he groaned and undid her breast band and pulled away her wet underwear.

He tossed the cloth away carelessly as he made his way down to her exposed breasts. She self-consciously covered them with her arms, her face burning.

"Let me see you…" he purred. "Let me see your beauty."

He gently pulled her arms away and gazed in awe down at her exposed skin. Slowly, he moved to her right breast and inhaled, letting his breath rush over her body as he exhaled. She moaned louder as he kissed it, opening his mouth and covering her nipple, tongue meeting skin.

"Ahn…!" Alinja arched he back towards him and he pushed her back down, his hand on her other breast. "I love you…" she whispered through her ragged breaths. "I…ah! I….ahn!"

He lowered his loincloth and shoved it away. He shifted back to her face and pressed his lips to hers once more.

"You sure you're ready?" He asked in a low, seductive voice, messaging her breasts and nibbling her earlobe.

"Ah! Yes…ah…" she groaned with want. "Don't stop! I…ahh!"

She threw her head back as he entered her body. Slowly, letting her adjust. Letting her get used to the feeling of being filled. The pain! The agony! She cried out as she felt the stinging, the aching, the…bliss! The pain subsided as quickly as it began. And was replaced with pure pleasure.
Deeper.

Deeper.

Deeper he went. Until…until…

"Ahhrgh!" She screamed as he reached her membrane, breaking it. Blood trickled lightly between her legs, but she didn't care. "Don't stop!" She cried and he didn't.

He pushed deeper still until he was completely inside her. They stayed in a loving embrace for a few moments, before Erik began to pull out slightly and push back in. Slowly at first, but then becoming more rapid. Deep short thrusts they rocked together, shouting each other's names, not caring who heard. Faster, faster, faster. More pressure, more pleasure, more love, they found a rhythm and followed it, holding each other close and breathing hard.

And then…oh and then. Release! Erik and Alinja screamed as pure bliss washed over them as they released in sync.

Erik collapse over her and she fell back, exhaling. Sweat beaded on their skin as they continued to hold each other. Erik soon shifted off his lover and lay next to her, ignoring their mess.

"I love you." She whispered as she snuggled, lazily up against his chest.

He wrapped an arm around her and held her to him. Kissing the top of her head as she closed her eyes, he replied, "I love you too." He breathed out. "My Dragonborn."

THE END

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