(Disclaimer: I don't own Skyrim; just Xana and my other OC's)

(Warning: This chapter contains lemons and smut ;) If you don't like it, then don't read it. If you do, enjoy!)

-One Month Later-

Despite Odahviing's pride, he was currently riding atop of Braum with Xana sitting comfortably in front of him. The two of them had left Falkreath the other day and were traveling to Blackwind in hopes of visiting Xana's family for a few weeks before the baby's arrival. It was now Frost Fall and according to Danica Pure-Spring, the baby wasn't due to arrive until early to mid First Seed.

So far, Xana was adjusting well to her pregnancy, considering how miserable she had been in the earlier stages. Instead of involuntarily purging her stomach of its contents every morning, she now ate roughly two-three meals a day, and had been getting plenty of sleep...or at least as much as the baby would allow, since it had recently started moving around as opposed to just aimlessly floating inside her womb. Apparently, he or she enjoyed demonstrating their newfound abilities whenever their Mother wanted to sleep, which sometimes left her lying awake in bed until she couldn't keep her eyes open anymore.

Yes, the whole ordeal was uncomfortable at times, and a bit worrisome, but both parents knew it would be well worth it in the end.

As they rode along, a smile graced Xana's face as she felt soft flutters from within her womb, to which she placed one hand over her small baby bump, while the other held onto the reigns. As she did this, she felt Odahviing's arms support her waist, while his hands cradled her belly. The Father-to-be had been rather broody and very tentative towards his mate since learning of her unexpected pregnancy. Because of this, he had her mix more of the alteration potion just so he could help her out more around the homestead.

During the last few weeks, Odahviing had learned how to plant and harvest vegetables and herbs for cooking and potion making. He could now prepare meals without Xana's assistance, and he even learned how to use the stone oven so he could bake sweetrolls and apple dumplings for her whenever she craved them, which was almost every other day. He also insisted on cleaning the upper level of the manor because he didn't like the idea of his pregnant mate climbing up and down the stairs.

While Xana sometimes found it annoying that he was so broody and doting, she couldn't help but admire his dedication and devotion to her well-being. He never complained about the daily chores he insisted on doing. He was always close by should she need his help or protection. And he always provided her with words of encouragement and love whenever her hormones began taking their toll on her emotions.

At the moment, Odahviing was gently rubbing her small belly, while carefully monitoring her posture and demeanor for any signs of exhaustion or discomfort. "Los hi pruzah, dii brit fahliil? Do you need us to stop and rest for a while?"

With a tired sigh, Xana nodded up at him before gently leading Braum off the road and into a small, safe clearing to rest and stretch their legs. Odahviing climbed down from the large horse before coaxing it to lay down for Xana to dismount, which he did with little persuasion. Once off, the young Dunmer reached into her satchel and pulled out a large red apple for Braum, which he happily accepted and devoured the sweet treat.

"Thanks for suggesting we stop and rest. My rear was falling asleep and I'm starting to get saddle sores," Xana admitted as she looked up at her mate, to which he emitted a soft chuckle:

"I'm not faring any better, dii brit fahliil. But, I will endure this if it means you're safe. While flying is faster, I cannot risk you nearly falling off of me again." He then lovingly placed a hand over their unborn child, "I won't let anything happen to you or our kiir."

She smiled and leaned into his touch, while her eyes glanced around their surroundings: they had crossed the border into Morrowind almost three hours ago and were on route towards Black Marsh. At the moment, they were only at the halfway point of their journey: They left Falkreath nearly two days ago and though they took the shorter route, they had been traveling at a slow/steady pace so as to not harm the baby with any sudden jostling from the ride. Xana and Odahviing both had satchels and knapsacks full of supplies for their journey, and Braum's saddlebag was packed with camping gear and essentials. Before heading out on their trip, Xana packed at least a dozen of the alteration potions for Odahviing as she had made several batches of it over the last few weeks and kept them securely hidden away.

Before leaving, Xana had taken extra precautions and stored all her non replaceable/sentimental values within the various safes inside her cellar before hiding the trap door underneath a thick bearskin rug. With Odahviing's help, she even barricaded all the windows and doors leading outside (minus the front door) before locking up the manor for their journey. While she wasn't the paranoid type, Xana knew her home would be a possible target for bandits and thieves, especially with it being located out in the woods.

A gentle touch on her arm jostled Xana from her thoughts, to which she looked over to see Odahviing staring at her with a concerned expression lining his face. "Are you alright, Xana? You seemed distracted."

She waved it off and gave him a reassuring nod, "I'm fine, dear. I was just thinking about the house. Do you think we fortified it enough?"

At her question he placed a hand on her shoulder, "I think we did our best to ensure its security. Even if a thief or a bandit manages to break in, they won't find much of great value that can't be easily replaced. Besides, if I remember correctly, you did set up a few traps around the exterior of the manor and fortified any entry point leading inside. Nii fen kos yuvon. You shouldn't worry about such things."

"You're right. Thank you, Odahviing."

He held her close and softly caressed her cheek before looking towards the sky: the sun was starting to set and darkness would be upon them soon. "Why don't we set up camp for the night? It'll give us time to rest and we can head out when dawn breaks."

"That sounds wonderful. I'm sure Braum would enjoy the rest and I certainly wouldn't mind sleeping in a tent for the night as long as I'm beside you." She playfully ran her fingers along his neck, "Just imagine: you and me in such a confined, enclosed space…yet completely exposed at the same time."

He smiled and emitted a sensual growl, "Shall I help you pitch up the tent?"

She giggled and nodded, "Please."

The two of them made quick work setting up their temporary camp as they pitched their large tent alongside a sturdy rock wall before lining the interior with fur pelts and a pair of bedrolls. In the end, their tent resembled those used by the Khajiit traders. Once finished, Odahviing gathered some dead wood from a nearby fallen tree and made a fire, while Xana fed Braum and prepared a simple meal consisting of dried/salted meat, bread and cheese. She didn't want to pull out the cook pot at the moment due to the fact that darkness was swiftly approaching and that would be one more thing to pack up in the morning. Handing Odahviing his meal, she sat down beside him while they ate and watched the stars emerge.

After dinner, they headed inside the tent and secured it shut for the night before removing their travel gear and setting it aside. They now sat before one another in nothing but their undergarments. The young Dunmer blushed as she looked upon her mate with an adorning smile, "I never get tired of seeing you like this. Even if this isn't your real body, it's still something to behold."

He emitted a soft chuckle at her remark, "I'm glad. While this form isn't preferable to me, I admit that it does have its uses," he gave her a devious smirk and winked before caressing her cheek. "In this form I can touch you easier," he leaned forward and planted soft kisses along her neck, "And I can please you easier." Odahviing slowly removed her undergarments, leaving her naked before him. He noticed her breasts were larger than usual and were slightly leaking a white substance. Curious, he leaned down and ran his tongue over her swollen mounds, tasting the nectar they were producing. "…Hmm, interesting…"

"What? My breast milk?"

"Geh. It's sweet and tastes like honey." He sensually kissed her chest while his hands caressed her sides, "Of course, you always taste sweet to me."

"Well, the same can be said about you, my handsome dovah."

At her remark, Odahviing emitted a lustful growl and gently laid her down upon the soft furs, where he then slowly trailed his tongue over her breasts, causing her to mewl with desire. Latching onto her right nipple, he drank some of her milk before switching over to the left nipple and repeating the action, which caused her to emit a sigh of relief as he managed to relieve some of the pressure. Once stated, Odahviing then planted soft kisses along her skin as he made his way down her abdomen, stopping just above her baby bump.

His icy blue eyes softened in admiration over the tiny life he helped create, to which he then placed a tender kiss upon her belly and softly whispered, "Kos mul dii mal gein. Mikdok daar Zu'u los het ahrk fen kod dii suleyk wah spaan hi ahrk hin Monah."

Hearing this, Xana lovingly smiled at her mate, "You're going to be a wonderful Father, Odahviing. Our baby is lucky to have you."

"And you, dii brit fahliil," he licked a trail back up to her neck, "..will be an outstanding Monah. Our kiir is blessed to have the Dovahkiin as a parent."

"I should think having a dragon as a parent would be just as much of a blessing."

He chuckled, "Daar nii los." His lips then met hers, to which they shared a deep passionate kiss before Odahviing resumed fondling Xana's body: He softly ran his fingers along her side before slowly caressing her womanhood, making her breath hitch in the process. A smile spread across his face as he gently placed one finger inside her entrance while his thumb teased her sensitive nub.

"Ooooh, Odahviing…..Ah….Odahviing…..Mmmmh," she mewled as he added a second finger and continued to tease her.

"Do you submit to me, Dovahkiin?" he purred in a low, sensual voice while masterfully manipulating her body and unleashing her innermost desires.

With a wanton moan, Xana's ruby eyes fell upon his godly form as a smile crossed her lips, "I'll only submit to you if you submit to me, Snow Hunter Wing," she suddenly sat up and playfully pushed him onto the furs, where she then skillfully removed his undergarments before tossing them aside and kissing a trail down his front.

"Xana…," he lustfully growled as he then felt her lips encase his erect member, while her hands fondled what she couldn't fit into her mouth. "Oh dii brit fahliil…."

A smug look appeared along the young Dunmer's face as she swirled her tongue over the tip and took in as much of his length as she could before slowly bobbing her head up and down. She heard his breath hitch as she slowly ran her index fingernail over the hard flesh of his length while she continued to go down on him:

"Ah Xana….Zu'u need….Ah….Geh…..Oh…dii brit fahliil….Geh…" He felt pressure building up within him as his climax was swiftly approaching. Odahviing gripped the furs beneath him and snarled as Xana removed her lips from his member and straddled on top of him before easing herself onto his length, to which she slid herself up and down on his throbbing member, riding him like the dragon he was. Rolling his hips, he bucked up into her and smugly smiled as she arched her back and emitted a loud, pleasurable moan. This encouraged him to do it again, prompting her to do the same. Gripping onto her hips, he continued to grind into her core, while she bounced atop his length until her inner walls clenched and she came with a scream, triggering his own release as he then filled her with his warm seed.

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-The Next Day-

As the sound of birdsong became audible, Xana awoke to find Odahviing rubbing her small baby bump and smiling down at her. "Good morning, dii brit fahliil."

*yawn* "Good morning, my handsome dovah. Did you sleep well?"

"Hmm, what little sleeping we did, yes." Leaning over, he then passionately kissed her, while sensually rubbing her thigh, causing her to softly moan:

"Mmmm….Odahviing, what's gotten you so worked up this morning," she mewled as he suddenly licked her neck and tenderly caressed her womanhood, to which a lustful growl emitted from his throat as he fondled her body:

"You, dii brit fahliil…."

With, he then bit her neck, causing her to gasp and arch her back, "Od-AH-viing, we shouldn't….We need to head out if we want to make it by sundown…."

"Nid, Zu'u laan hi. Nu," he emitted a snarl and gently pinned her down before trailing kisses along her bare skin.

While she didn't want him to stop, Xana knew time was of the essence. She didn't want to spend another night camping out in the wilderness. Not that she minded, but she really wanted to make it to her parent's house by sunset. "Odahviing, while I do want this, we need to pack up camp and get back on the road. As much as I enjoy camping, I'd rather not have us spend another night sleeping on the ground when we could be in a warm bed by sunset. Besides, you were the one who suggested leaving at dawns break, remember?"

He huffed but gave her a smirk, "Geh, I remember….and I curse myself for suggesting it. Krosis, Xana. I just wanted to spend some more intimate time with you before we're surrounded by your brod."

She giggled in amusement, "Odahviing, my love, we're mates. My family won't be able to keep us apart for too long." She then surprised him by gently grabbing his erect member and playfully winking at him, "Besides, I fully intend to have my way with you at a later time."

A strained groan emitted from his lips while he narrowed his eyes at his beautiful mate, "Ohhhh…You are such a tease…."

"And you love me for it."

"Geh, I do," he tenderly kissed her before picking himself up and dressing for the day, to which Xana followed suit.

Afterwards, the two of them began dismantling their tent and packing up their campsite. Once finished, Xana and Odahviing mounted atop of Braum and headed out of the clearing and onto the road where they continued on their journey towards Blackwind.

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As the morning slowly dragged on, Xana soon felt Odahviing's hands slide up her waist and to her chest, where he then cupped her breasts. Though there were layers of fabric separating them, she could clearly feel his skilled fingers knead at her generous mounds, while he simultaneously trailed kisses along the side of her neck, causing her to shiver, despite the warm travel clothes she was wearing and the hot body she was pressed against. "O-Odahviing….What is the meaning of this teasing? You know we can't stop for….Ohhhh…," she moaned as his teeth lightly grazed along her neck before nibbling her ear, while his hands continued to fondle her covered breasts.

At her reaction, Odahviing emitted a smug chuckle before his rich voice whispered in her ear, "This is payback for teasing me earlier." He then moved to her other ear where he lightly began sucking on the lobe before nibbling the soft skin, causing her to mewl in sweet agony.

Although she tried to concentrate on the road ahead, Xana was finding it difficult to pay attention with Odahviing continuing to torment her: She felt his breath upon her neck as he made his way along her throat and licked the side of her jaw, before one of his hands suddenly slid down her abdomen and found its way into her trousers. Emitting a gasp, the young Dunmer felt her inner coil starting to tighten as one of his fingers slid beneath her undergarments and slowly rubbed over her clit, "O-Od-AH-viing…Mmmmh…This isn't fair."

A teasingly dark chuckle emitted from his throat, "I never said I'd play fair." He sensually growled as his finger continued to rub tiny circles over her sensitive nub, while the tightening in his trousers strained against his aching member. Ignoring the discomfort, Odahviing slowly licked a trail along the back of Xana's neck before speaking in a low, sensual voice, "Zu'u laan hi wah mindok fin folook hi golt nau zu'u…What you continue to put me through. Zu'u laan hi wah haalvut fin paar Zu'u haalvut…I want you to yearn for me the way I do for you." He nibbled her ear lobe before asking in a velvet whisper, "Dreh hi laan zu'u, Xana?"

"Y-Yes, Odahviing…..I want you soooo badly right now." She kept a hold of the reigns and tried to focus on the road ahead, but trembled as she felt her climax swiftly approaching. Thinking quickly, she steered Braum off the road and dismounted before tying him to a nearby tree. Afterwards, she suddenly felt Odahviing's arms wrap around her waist as his lips peppered her neck. "We don't have much time…."

He smiled in agreement and unlaced her trousers before untying his own, "I know."

In one swift motion, Odahviing lifted her up and pressed her against a large tree where he deeply kissed her before inserting his hard, throbbing member into her moist entrance, causing her to loudly moan with desire. Hearing this, he vigorously began to rut into her while holding her up. For her part, Xana wrapped her legs around his waist and cried out as her coil snapped and her orgasm erupted, causing her inner walls to clench around his shaft and trigger his own climax. Emitting a feral snarl, he suddenly bit her neck and roughly pumped into her: filling her to capacity with his hot seed.

Upon dispersing the remainder of his essence into her divine chalice, Odahviing heavily panted as the two of them came down from their euphoric high, yet they shared a smile in the afterglow of their sex. "….Mine…," he tenderly kissed the bite mark along her neck before licking it with his tongue.

"…Yours…," she moaned as he nuzzled his face against her own before he then slowly pulled himself out of her and lowered her to the ground. Once their legs stopped shaking, Xana and Odahviing adjusted their trousers before returning to Braum and untying him from the branch, to which they then mounted up before steering him back onto the road and resumed their journey.