Chapter 33

Regrettably, they could only stay in Narzulbur for a few days, for there were urgent matters that needed to be dealt with. After many tearful goodbyes and hugs and kisses, the group left the Stronghold and headed to Windhelm, arriving a couple days later.

"I wonder where Ahmon is staying, and if he's even here," Lynne remarked as they entered the city.

"Well I will go to the palace first, and see how much trouble I am in," Bo replied, grimacing.

"I will come, I did ask to join before I left."

"Okay, then me and Lynne will be in Candlehearth hall, we'll rent two rooms."

Nazgurat tugged on Lynne's hand, and the Nord giggled. They quickly made their way to the Inn, and Jane laughed.

"They can't keep their hands off of each other," she joked, and Bo grinned.

"Nazgurat is lucky to have Lynne, she is good for him."

"They are good for each other, like you and I."

Bo stole a kiss from her, earning a wonderfully sweet laugh from the girl, her face lighting up. Jane took his hand and they entered the Palace of Kings, spotting Ulfric on his throne. He looked different somehow, his clothing looked like he had been wearing it for several days, and he had a seemingly permanent frown.

"Bo Gro Graul," he greeted solemnly. "I was wondering if you would ever come back."

"I am sorry about everything, Jarl Ulfric," Bo replied stiffly, bowing his head. "I hope it didn't cause any trouble."

"No trouble, Ahmon is a capable warrior. I was just surprised, you are Dragonborn."

"Looks like it, yes."

"You have a great gift." Ulfric rose from his seat, his eyes on Jane. "Jane," he spoke softer, "I wish to speak with you about the Stormcloaks, if you will join me for dinner later. You are still interested, yes?"

"Yes…" Jane replied slowly, glancing up at Bo. She did want to be a Stormcloak, but she wasn't entirely sure how involved she wanted to be now.

"Jane! Bo!"

Ahmon appeared from the war room, and rushed over to Jane, who was closest, sweeping her up in his arms.

"I knew I'd see you soon!" He cried, and Jane laughed.

"Oh I did miss you Ahmon, you're always so bright!"

"Bo, welcome back friend, I hope I have done well in your absence." Bo did not feel jealousy like he had when he first saw Jane kiss the Nord; he knew that Jane loved him.

"You have been doing very well, Ahmon," Ulfric spoke up, patting the soldier's shoulder. Ahmon wore the blue Stormcloaks uniform, and he positively beamed where he stood.

Jane and Bo spoke with Ulfric for a while, which was a bit awkward for Jane, as she remembered the Jarl's previous advances. She was relived when Ulfric was called away.

"We have the meeting soon Ulfric," Ahmon reminded the Jarl, and Ulfric nodded.

"Right, I forgot. Can we make it for tomorrow night Jane?"

"Sure."

After one last lingering gaze, Ulfric left, and Ahmon hugged Jane once more before he followed after Ulfric.

"I'll see you later okay? I have someone I want you to meet too." The young man winked, rushing out of the room.

Ahmon joined the couples for dinner later in the evening, although this time he wasn't alone. A pretty little Dark Elf walked shyly beside him, holding the Nord's hand. The women were ecstatic to see the couple walking towards their table in the back of the Inn, and the men looked very happy for him as well.

"Look at his grin, he's so happy," Jane whispered to Lynne, who nodded.

"Hey guys!" Ahmon let go of the girl's hand to hug Lynne, and he hugged Nazgurat as well, who growled happily at him.

"You have been missed," Nazgurat said gruffly, slapping Ahmon's back.

"I have missed you all so much! I cannot wait to hear all you have done without me."

Ahmon turned back to the Dunmer and took her hand again, kissing it softly. "This is Suvaris," he continued, "Sweet, these are my dear friends Naz, Bo, Lynne and Jane." Ahmon winked at Jane, earning a smile from her.

"I have heard so much about you."

Suvaris's voice was soft and pretty, much like her self. She wore a knitted dress and a satchel rested on her tiny waist. Her hair was shoulder length and a shiny shade of black, her blue skin dark and rich, while her red eyes glittered from the candlelight. She smiled timidly at them, and Jane thought that Suvaris was perfect for Ahmon; she was adorable.

"Nice to meet you Suvaris, we are glad that Ahmon had someone to keep him company while he was away from us."

Ahmon seated the girl and sat beside her, and they all enjoyed a meal. The Dunmer was super sweet, and everyone liked her right away. They did not tell Ahmon everything, for despite Suvaris's good nature, they wished to discuss their business without her present, just to be sure.

Bo sat quietly for most of the time, pondering many things. He went over all the things his Ma and Da had told him, and he decided he needed to stop holding back because he was afraid of the unknown. He needed to take control of his life, and he wanted to be with Jane completely.

Jane noticed the Orsimer's quietness, and she wondered what was on his mind. She sipped her mead slowly, not wishing to have too much alcohol in her, as she started to notice Bo watching her every so often, an unreadable expression in his eyes. At some point Jane asked to speak with Lynne, and the two moved away from the group to talk somewhere private.

"Is something wrong?" Lynne asked, concern in her voice.

"No, nothing is wrong, I just needed to ask you something. I know Bo had good talks with his parents, and I think soothed a lot of fears he had. If… if we do…you know, someday soon…I think I'd like those potions you offered; so I'm ready."

"Oh Jane of course! You may have the strongest ones I can make, as I'm sure you'll be rather enthusiastic in the beginning!" Lynne winked, squeezing Jane's hand affectionately, and Jane blushed.

"Stop by my room before you retire, and I'll give them to you, they're little purple vials."

"Thank you Lynne." Jane was getting nervous, was she really ready?

Lynne and Nazgurat retired to their room, engaging in a desperate love making session, having not made love since the one time at High Hrothgar.

Nazgurat pinned Lynne against the wall, shoved both their pants down, and, took her right there with her back pressed into the wood panels. Lynne was delighted. Their coupling took her breath away and her blood rushed, hoisted up by Naz's strong frame. His muscles bulged while he worked, her legs wrapped tightly around his hips while he thrust hard and fast into her. Lynne's nails raked over Nazgurat's back, and she nearly drew blood, moaning his name in his ear while he nibbled on her neck, clutching her against him when he came, and Lynne joined in moments later, her walls clenching even tighter around him than before while she writhed in his arms.

"F-fuck Naz… ohhh…" She gasped, feeling him slow down. She unwrapped her death grip around his waist and when her feet touched the ground she sank down, and Nazgurat pulled her back up.

"My Gods Naz, I can't even walk."

Nazgurat chuckled, walking her over to the bed, where they both collapsed. "I feel very faint myself love," he growled, nuzzling her neck. She did not bother cleaning up, but hastily pulled the blankets around her body, which had started cooling down from the chilly room.

"What did you give Jane before she went into her room?" Nazgurat asked sleepily, stroking Lynne's hip.

"Contraceptives," Lynne replied.

"I heard women speak of those, they prevent pregnancy yes?"

"Yes."

"So she and Bo…" Nazgurat laughed, feeling relieved. "God damn that is long over due!"

Lynne chuckled, lightly slapping Nazgurat's chest. "Every couple is different, but I am very proud of them, they have come so far. Their friendship was beautiful and sound, and it's blossomed into an even more beautiful relationship."

"Me too, they're good friends, but I guess because I'm older I also think of them like children, very precious to me."

"I know how you feel, I am the same way."

"I hope nothing happens, tonight," Nazgurat murmured, and Lynne agreed, but they couldn't keep their eyes open and drifted off to sleep while the couple in the other room were just starting to pick things up.

Jane had retrieved the vials from Lynne and quickly drank one before heading into her and Bo's room. Ahmon and Suvaris left Candlehearth hall to go stay at the Cornerclub, like they had a couple times before; promising to come back in the morning. Jane couldn't shake the nervous butterflies in her stomach, she couldn't understand why but she didn't want Bo to sense her emotions so she tried to act as normal as possible. The way he had looked at her earlier, she just knew it was going to happen, and she felt a mixture of happiness and fear.

I have to be strong for Bo, she thought fiercely, If I don't we'll get nowhere.

Jane had never imagined her first time would be in Skyrim, quite possibly in the city of Windhelm, and with an Orsimer named Bo Gro Graul; but she felt so blessed, and wished for no other man. Finally, they were taking the big leap, and she was nearly overwhelmed.

Bo removed his armor, helping Jane with the clasps, and then he pulled her close to him, and they stood like that for a while, in the semi darkness.

"I'm ready," he whispered, taking a deep breath. "Are you?"

"Yes." Jane replied quietly, gripping his shirt.

With a shaky hand, Bo lead Jane to the bed, sitting her down on the edge. Jane placed her hands in her lap, biting her lip. Bo knelt down in front of her, and they stared into each others eyes until Bo leaned up and kissed her, resting one hand on her knee while the other ran through her soft hair.

Jane gripped his broad shoulders, shivering when Bo parted her lips. The Orsimer brushed his fingers along her neck, moving down her shoulder and ending at her waist, holding onto her. He urged himself to do what was natural, and not focus too much on what he was doing but just feel. Jane felt him push at the hem of her shirt and she leaned back, lifting her arms up when he made to remove her gray tunic.

She had never been so exposed in front of a male, and she shyly crossed her arms over her chest, worried her breasts were too small or not right. Bo sat back on his haunches and for a moment he did not say something, he just looked at Jane, completely stunned.

"They cut your armor and clothes off when they worked on your shoulder," he whispered hoarsely, feeling his desire rising inside of him. "Not even the sight of your breasts moved me, I was so overcome with grief. But now…" Bo reached up and moved Jane's arms away, brushing her his fingertips over one small pale breast, noticing the difference of texture from her pale pink nipple and the rest of her creamy white skin, feeling it harden slightly; and Jane gasped.

"Did I hurt you?" Bo asked, pulling his hand back. He had been so engrossed with Jane's beauty he did not see her close her eyes and shiver again, a ripple of pleasure creeping up her spine from Bo's touch.

"No…" Jane quickly took his hands and placed them on her breasts, and Bo understood she liked it, so he continued to feel them, fascinated.

"So soft…" he murmured, kneading them, and Jane watched him, overjoyed that her Bo was touching her like this; it felt so wonderful.

"Bo…" she whispered, and Bo ran his hands down her side, feeling her stomach quiver; and tugged at her pant strings. Jane pushed his hands away and undid the strings her self, shimmying out of her breeches so all she wore were her panties, and reached out to Bo, pulling his shirt off. They kissed again, a little more rough, and Jane allowed her hands to wander down the planes of his dark body, feeling his trembling muscles and gently brushing over his damaged hip. Bo shivered, pulling back slightly, and he brushed his fingers over Jane's damaged shoulder; staring into her eyes with intensity she had never seen before.

"I love you Jane," he whispered shakily.

"I love you too Bo," Jane replied, wrapping her arms around his neck. Bo swept her up into his arms and moved her farther onto the bed, laying her down on the furs with gentle hands. Jane smiled up at him, biting her lip, and Bo growled softly, kissing her neck.

He tugged at the waistband of her thin panties and pulled them down, taking them off. Jane watched as Bo stared down at Jane, breathing heavily.

"Bo," she called out soothingly, and he raised his head to look at her.

"Bo Gro Graul…" her voice hitched, and she felt so much love for him it was too much. "I am yours."

A tear escaped Bo's eyes, and the Orsimer nodded, stroking Jane's leg. "I am yours," he replied huskily, and Jane became teary eyed.

Bo stood up from the bed and removed his breeches, revealing him self wholly to his Jane, and his stomach quivered nervously, the last thing he wanted to do was hurt Jane but he could not shake the fear he inevitably would. Jane stared at the Orsimer, and she whispered to him that he was beautiful.

"So beautiful Bo…my Bo…"

Joining her on the bed Jane pulled him down beside her, and their bodies pressed together, just feeling each other without clothes for once, their hands wandering curiously. Jane ran her hands down his arms and back, cupping one firm buttock while he kissed down her neck and collarbone, grazing her skin with his tusks. His erection pressed against her hip, and Jane felt a flutter of nervousness, even she could tell he was larger than average.

"Are you ready…f-for…?" He gasped, his heart skipping a beat when he felt Jane's hand grip his ass.

"Yes," she replied quickly, and Bo sat up, moving over top of her. He stared down at her beautiful body, her small frame trembling in the chilly air of the room, though bright fires burned within them both. Jane moved her legs apart slightly, and Bo stared in amazement at her sex, which was moist with longing; and his own throbbed. Jane reached down and took his member in one hand, feeling the smoothness of him, how amazingly stiff it was.

"Is it… uncomfortable?" She asked quietly, and Bo shook his head.

"Not really…it's not painful, but it can be."

"O-okay," she replied, and Bo paused, closing his eyes. Swallowing hard, he pushed his worried thoughts away and thought of Jane instead; with her help he positioned him self near her entrance.

"First time Bo, remember? Deep breaths," Jane took a deep breath her self, feeling her heart beat flutter.

Bo gently pushed his tip into her, a mangled moan escaping his lips as they bodies came together, and Jane's mind went numb as she felt him.

"Quicker Bo, you must," she whimpered, feeling resistance when he continued to push in.

"There is…resistance," he gasped, his mind clouding over.

"Yes Bo, please," Jane whimpered again, feeling a brush of pain. Biting back a sob Bo moved, filling her completely in one quick thrust, and Jane moaned, her breath coming out in short gasps. He was quite big, and it took a couple moments for her body to get accustomed to his size. Bo rested his hands on the bed, staring down at Jane, their faces close, and he hesitated, unsure of what to do entirely.

"Does it hurt?" He asked.

"It…it was brief, a-and not very strong anymore, just… start moving Bo."

Bo slowly rocked his hips, his pleasure rising from the sensations of Jane's sex wrapped so tight around his manhood. They both moaned quietly, adjusting to the motions. It was mind blowing for Jane to feel him inside of her, and they barely had time to make sense of it all when she reached her climax. It was quick and intense, her body shuddered beneath Bo and her walls clenched around him, bringing him to his own strong release moments after; filling her.

Chests heaving, Bo felt like he had run for a mile, and he slumped down beside Jane, pressing his face into her neck while he was still in her.

"Bo, pull out love, I need to wipe myself off." Jane could feel moisture on her thighs, and it tickled her cooling skin. Bo rolled onto his back, and Jane got up from the bed, stumbling briefly; her legs felt like rubber and her body still tingled from the lingering feeling of her orgasm.

"Are you okay?" Bo asked sleepily, watching Jane, and then his eyes widened, as he saw red on her thighs when she turned to him.

"Yes, that was… everything I thought it would be and better."

"It was incredible, but you're bleeding" he mumbled, sighing happily and scratching his chest while trying to appear calm. He would not ruin such a blissful experience by freaking out, so he remembered the pleasure he had felt. Jane laughed softly, and grabbed a towel, wiping her inner thighs. "Yes, it is almost nothing, do not worry Bo it will not happen again."

She finished cleaning and came back to Bo. Seeing that his eyes were closed, she gently wiped him off. Bo opened one eye, watching when she wiped him, and then she nestled down beside him, pulling the blanket around their bodies. Bo's skin was warm to the touch, and Jane pressed up to him, wrapping her arm around him and laying her head on his chest. Bo tensed, a thought running through his mind.

"What's wrong?" Jane asked, looking up.

"I… I did not… pull out when…"

"Oh." Jane blushed, despite the fact that she had just had sex with Bo; she still felt shy. "Don't worry about that, I was prepared."

"Prepared how?" Bo asked curiously.

"Lynne gave me potions, they're contraceptives. They alchemicaly protect me so I cannot… conceive."

"That is very useful."

"Yes," Jane laughed, feeling Bo's arms wrap around her. She kissed his neck and settled down, feeling exhausted from their recent activities.

"And you're sure you're alright?" Bo murmured, nearly asleep; he brushed his fingers over her forearm.

"There is a dull ache, but it is a good feeling," Jane replied quietly, and they both sleep soundly until the morning.