(Disclaimer: I don't own Skyrim; just Xana and any future OC's)
(Warning: Lemons ahead! You've been warned ;) Enjoy!)
It was late when Xana finally returned home from the celebration. Odahviing was casually perched atop the roof of the manor when he spotted his mate riding over towards the stable, to which he gracefully landed across from her as she dismounted from her steed. "I'm relieved to see that you've returned safe, dii brit fahliil."
She smiled and wrapped her arms around his snout before planting a kiss along his maw, "You know I can take care of myself." She then sensually ran her fingers along his chin, "Besides, I couldn't stay away from you for too long: I missed you."
"Is that so," he pridefully smiled, knowing his presence was enough to stir such strong emotion and want from his dearest Dovahkiin.
"Mmhmm," Xana nodded and kissed him once more before prying herself off his snout and leading her horse into the stable. The large equine warily looked at Odahviing before following his mistress into the wooden structure. A small giggle emitted from the young Dunmer as she received an affectionate nuzzle from the faithful steed as she removed his bridle and saddle before setting them aside for later use. She then poured some oats into his feeding troth, to which he thanked her with another nuzzle. With a smile, Xana left him to his meal and returned to her mate, where she then slowly began running her fingers along his face. As she did this, Odahviing carefully nipped her shoulder before his tongue trailed along her collarbone and over the exposed portion of her breasts, making her moan with pleasure:
"Mmm, Odahviing…What has you all aroused?"
"You, dii brit fahliil. You're arousing me with your enticing attire and alluring scent. I desire to be closer to you…" He felt his member starting to unsheathe, to which he emitted a primal growl, indicating his desire to mate with her.
Wanting to be intimate with her mate, Xana reluctantly left his side and headed indoors momentarily to grab one of the alteration potions. Within a minute, the young Dunmer returned and poured the vials contents into Odahviing's mouth, to which upon ingesting, the familiar bright light surrounded the crimson dragon and transformed him into a man once more.
Immediately after his transformation ended, Xana wrapped her arms around Odahviing's neck and pulled him down into a passionate kiss, which he eagerly accepted and reciprocated her action while also fondling her body with his hands. The two of them were just about to forget the idea of heading indoors, when the sky suddenly emitted a clash of thunder before rain started to heavily fall. Scooping Xana up bridal style, Odahviing carried her into the manor where he locked the door behind them and brought her over to the bedroom.
Upon being set down, Xana asked in a sultry voice, "Would you mind unlacing my gown? I'm afraid that I can't reach it and I'd hate for you to accidentally tear it trying to get it off me. It was rather expensive considering it was custom made for me."
He chuckled at her request, "Of course, dii brit fahliil." He then carefully unlaced her gown and let it fall to the floor before cupping her breasts in his hands while kissing the back of her neck.
Xana moaned with pleasure as his fingers gently massaged her nipples, while his large member firmly pressed against her backside. She reached behind her and softly stroked the thick pound of flesh with her delicate fingers, causing her mate to snarl with desire. "Mmmm, you feel tense, my love…Would you like me to relieve the ache in your loins?"
"Geh, Xana…," Odahviing growled in her ear as he backed them towards the bed and sat down on the edge, while Xana turned around and planted kisses along his neck before slowly licking down his chest towards his abdomen. She then got down on her knees and tenderly massaged his large member, causing him to groan with lust and desire. Odahviing placed his hands behind him and leaned back as she worked her magic on his length. He tilted his head back and emitted a snarl as Xana slowly and sensually started to lick his member before encasing her mouth over the tip, to which she slowly took more of him in and leisurely began to bob her head up and down in a slow, sultry manner while her hands massaged what she couldn't fit inside her mouth. "Ohhhh….geh….dii brit fahliil….," Odahviing growled pleasurably as Xana continued to go down on him, relieving his tension and soothing the ache in his loins. He made a mental note to return the favor while his hands tightly gripped the bed covers as he felt the pressure building up, "Ah…Xana….dii brit fahliil...Zu'u need.."
She smiled and retracted her mouth from his member, "What is it that you need, Odahviing?"
His eyes intensely focused on her as a lustful growl emitted from his throat, "I need to be inside you."
Standing up from the floor and placing her hands on his thighs, Xana leaned in towards his face, "Say it again, Snow Hunter Wing…." She gave him a devious smirk as she uttered his name in the common tongue, to which Odahviing playfully narrowed his eyes and grabbed her shoulders before placing her on the bed and removing her undergarments:
"I said, I need to be inside you," he then carefully inserted his index and middle fingers and began stretching her inner walls, while his thumb teased her clit, making her moan with wanton desire and need. Once he felt that she was ready to take in his length, he straddled her hips and inserted his throbbing member with a lustful growl.
A series of passionate moans and cries erupted from the young Dunmer as he started vigorously rutting inside of her, feeling her body arch beneath him. Placing his hands on her hips and digging his nails into her skin, Odahviing increased his speed as he felt his release swiftly approaching. A clash of thunder erupted from outside as the two lovers cried out in euphoric bliss as their orgasms sent them over the edge and left them gasping and seeing stars.
Both shared a series of passionate kisses as they gradually came down from their euphoric high, to which Odahviing gently pulled himself out of his mate and laid down beside her, holding her close as he draped a warm blanket over them.
As she lightly caressed his cheek, Xana smiled and gazed into the icy blue eyes of her adorning mate, "Odahviing, I meant to tell you something before we got physical…"
"Is that so," he asked while gently running his fingers along the exposed parts of her skin, enjoying the sensation of touch.
With a nod, she bit her lower lip and stated, "I…um…I'm pregnant."
Odahviing's eyes widened as he suddenly sat up and stared down at her, "Vahzah?! Losei voth kiir…"
She nodded and sat up, "I am. I hope you're not angry with me. I just found out earlier after I got sick at the party. Danica Pure-Spring took me aside and examined me, to which she made the discovery…." She had a pained look in her eyes as she then avoided his gaze, "I…I was hoping you'd be happy. If…If you're not…"
"Nid," he gently cupped her face and turned her head so they were eye to eye, "Nid, Xana, I'm not angry with you...I'm overjoyed!" He held her close and hugged her tightly before tenderly kissing her face, "You're going to be a Monah and...I'm going to be a Bormah!" He genuinely laughed as he then got up from the bed, scooped her up in his strong arms and spun her around, "Mu lost aan kiir!"
Xana happily giggled as joyful tears streamed down her cheeks. She hugged Odahviing's neck as he spun her around and planted soft kisses on her face, causing her to laugh with him.
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-Morning-
Xana awoke to find Odahviing's arms hugging her waist as his head rested against her midsection. Smiling, she softly ran her fingers through his hair, to which he opened his eyes and tilted his head back to look at her. "Morning, dii brit fahliil," he smiled as her hand caressed his cheek:
"Good morning, Odahviing. Did you sleep well?"
He gently rubbed her lower abdomen, "Geh, I did. How did you fare?"
"Hmm, I slept rather soundly thanks to you. I'll be sure to savor these restful nights because I doubt I'll have any once the baby starts growing more."
A deep chuckle emitted from his throat as he continued to touch her abdomen, "I'm sure you'll manage….but know that I'll be here to comfort you."
She breathed a sigh of relief as she scooted down and hugged him close. "I'm glad." A smile crossed her lips as she looked him in the eyes, "What are we going to tell Paarthurnax and the Greybeards? They have to know sooner or later."
He kissed her nose before responding in a gentle voice, "Drem. We'll tell them everything in due time. For now, let's just enjoy the moment. I want nothing more than to lay here and bask in your radiance."
Xana blushed at his words before a crash of thunder startled her, making her jump slightly. Odahviing tenderly smiled at his beautiful mate before noticing the sudden chill in the air. Realizing the hearth had died out at some point in the night; he reluctantly climbed out of bed and went into the main hall to relight the fire.
As Odahviing tended the hearth, Xana adorned a pair of undergarments, a thick wool dress and a pair of fur shoes before grabbing a pair of men's linens and trousers for her mate. She then stepped out into the main hall where he was gently stoking a newly lit fire, "Here, I brought you something to wear. I know you're not a big fan of clothes, but with the weather as it is, I don't want you to fall prey to an illness. Besides, if you get sick, I'll get sick and I can't allow the baby to be harmed by an illness."
At the thought of his mate and unborn child falling ill, Odahviing quickly snatched the clothes and dressed (with some help of course). He then asked in a doting tone, "Are you hungry? Shall I fix you something to eat?"
"Odahviing, my love, you needn't worry about fixing me anything. I'm more than capable of preparing a meal. Plus, you don't know how to cook. You've never had to cook your food before."
He chuckled a bit, "True. But if I'm going to be a devoted mate and Bormah, I need to learn for when you aren't able to do so." He tilted her chin up, "Xana, will you teach me how to cook?"
She smiled and nodded, "Of course I'll teach you!" Xana then playfully grabbed his hand and led him into the kitchen where she instructed him on how to make a simple porridge, along with apple dumplings and warm honey milk. As soon as breakfast was ready, the two of them sat at the table and tasted the food. Xana's eyes widened: everything was delicious! "Oh my Gods….Odahviing….this tastes amazing!"
A prideful smirk graced his face, "Not bad for my first try. Of course, I did learn from the best."
She playfully rolled her eyes, "Oh please, that title goes to my mother."
He tilted his head in curiosity, "You never told me about her or your family."
"No. You're right. I haven't told you about my family because I never thought to bring the topic up." *sigh* "Well, where should I start?"
He gently placed a hand over hers, "If it's too painful to talk about…"
She shook her head, "No, it's not painful...I just miss them terribly."
"If you don't want to talk, I understand."
"No, I want to tell you. You need to know who I was before I became the Dovahkiin. As your mate and the Mother of your unborn child, you deserve to know everything about me...including my family." She emitted a sigh before speaking once more, "I was born in Blackwind, which is a small farming village nestled in between the borders of Morrowind and Black Marsh. I was orphaned shortly after I was born, to which, I was then taken in by a kindly Argonian family who raised me as their own child. My Father's name is Tenova and my Mother's name is Flower-Song. I also have five older brothers named Swims-To-Sea, Runs-To-Shore, Reem-Sha, Shastan and Stone-Scale."
She fondly smiled, "Being the youngest and the only girl among my siblings, I was treated like I was made of glass. You could say that my brothers were a bit overprotective of me when I was little." She gently placed a hand over her lower abdomen and emitted a soft chuckle, "As a child I always dreamed of going on adventures and seeing new places….I guess that's one thing I never grew out of. That aside, I stay in contact with my family and write to them at least once a month. I even send them gold to help out with any expenses they might have. If nothing else, it's my way of saying thank you for everything they've done for me over the years. I know they appreciate it, but they always tell me that I shouldn't worry about them so much. Honestly, I can't help it. They're my family and I want to support them. I even told them that they could move up here with me if they ever got tired of the farming life, but they said they're content staying in Blackwind."
Odahviing squeezed her hand, "Are you going to tell them about us and our kiir?"
She smiled and made a small giggle, "Actually, I was hoping we could pay them a surprise visit sometime….if you'd be up for it? I really want them to meet you and I want to see the look on their faces when they find out their little girl is going to have a baby."
*sigh* "I doubt your brod would want to accept a dovah as your mate. But, if I was to meet them as a joor, perhaps they would."
Xana gently caressed his cheek and smiled, "If they took the time to get to know you like I have, then they'd accept you regardless. But, for now, it's probably best if they meet you in this form…at least until they know you better. I'll have to craft more of those potions to bring along on the trip as I doubt my family will want us to leave after only a few days. Knowing them, we'll probably be there for at least a month."
Odahviing's eyes widened, "A month!? I can't possibly remain a joor for an entire month…" He looked at his beautiful mate and emitted a sigh of defeat, "But for you, Xana….I will try…"
"Oh, Odahviing…" she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him in for a hug, "You're the most selfless, wonderful, kindhearted, and understanding dragon I know."
He playfully rolled his eyes, "Geh, but don't go spreading that around. I've still got a reputation to uphold."
"Uh-huh, sure you do, my handsome dovah," she kissed his cheek and caressed his neck, making him sensually growl.
"Dii brit fahliil," he tilted her chin and passionately kissed her: their tongues danced with one another while their hands slowly started to roam over their bodies.