Thread: Arcadia's Mistake [Skyrim Roleplay || Cupcake & HIY]

Saeldehel was a stranger to these emotions. The woman did not know what to do in this situation and the hazy conversations and advices from the female companions back in Jorzasker was going unrecalled in her mind. Saeldehel could only sit upon her bed and bite her bottom lip in utter embarrassment wishing that her dunmer friend could move or comment on something rather than observing Saeldehel in all her messy glory. However, when the brunette would look up to see his reaction, she would see him lost in deep thought. Was he still trying to make sense of this situation orwas he lost in a memory? Twas the lady deduced, did he ever come across a situation such as this? Saeldehels amber gaze trailed down his towering being fueling the jittering drugs causing the lady to unknowingly bite her lip when she saw the bulging cloth between his legs. Taking in a deep breath, Saeldehel attempted to calm her clouded mind as she snapped her head away from him, refusing to gaze upon his body. The girl respected the dunmer, many times in his service has he saved her or have been in use to her. His company has been a delightful one, he has this comfortable calm about him that urges the wood elf to converse with him to see what he will answer. Sometimes she would ask him dumb things but as a gentleman, he would give a confident reply to them with all the calmness he could conjure. Regardless, the lady was no nun. At nights when she would take a peek at his tent, she would wonder if she were to sleep with him. Will he take her? Would he kiss her? Would she be able to see his body upon hers and take the chance to rake her fingers across his beautiful hair? Nevertheless, the thought would go ignored and forgotten by the Dragonborn a day later, far too busy with the Dragon attacks and all the other queries made by the citizens of Skyrim. So, at this very moment. Saeldehel could be lying to herself if she wasnt admitting herself to like the situation. Sometimes she would dream of this very moment, hoping that the Dunmer would tower above her and show her the strength of what a man could conjure. The very thought caused the wood elf to redden and turn her head to her side to press her chin upon her shoulder.. She was wishing that he could leave her be in silence than just standing there without words. Without any movement except for his calming breathing..she thought to say something but in her peripheral vision she saw his hand. In a few moments, Saeldehel found herself gazing longingly into the crimson pools of the Dunmer, her soft breaths mingling with his as she would leave the sheets to fall beside her in a crumpled mess while her fingers would circle and knead the skin of his neck. During this all, she was unaware of her parting legs which allowed the man to comfortably sit near her Please dont address me as Dragonborn when you are here... Smiling subtly, the brunette raised herself to plant kisses upon each of his eye lids Id rather share the moment with you than anyone. Without waiting for his answer, the female closed the distance and kissed him deeply. The kiss that was once filled with innocence and confusion would last long, Saeldehel became hungrier. Her fingers wrapped themselves around his neck whilst her fingers would unbind the strings holding his beautiful hair so that her fingers would find themselves distracted with his hair while Saeldehel, boldly, fought in dominance with his tongue. During it all, the drug seemed to flare inside her body causing it to arch and grind against him and for many times she would purr internally when her wet nether would come in contact with the healthy bulge of his manhood.