Chapter 13 - Crossing a Line
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Aranea was living at my place. No, we were not intimate. She was simply a friend, offered to be my steward, and would offer to accompany me on the road if and when I chose to head off on another adventure. I guess I didn't really need a steward, but more importantly, it gave her a roof over her head, and I suggested she get to know any of her fellow mages in town.
I also had to warn her about my lifestyle. I didn't exactly show her the Dibellan room, but I let her know that when Haelga visited, she would hear lots of noise from within. I also admitted that I would enjoy physical relations with the women I was intimate with around the house. She surprised me by simply laughing, stating she was young once, and if she did walk in on me with a woman, she would simply head to her own room.
My first visitor after Aranea moved in was actually Ingun. We saw each other often, nearly every day, but we very rarely spent a night together. After returning from the Shrine of Azura, I spent the first night with Haelga at the Bunkhouse, where we made love but spent most of the night just talking, then the next night I stayed with Karliah at the Hall.
Heading down to Elgrim's shop, Ingun was behind the counter as always, busy working away, though as soon as she noticed it was me who walked in, she ran around the counter and leapt into my arms. Thankfully I was strong enough to hold her, even with her legs wrapped around me. "I've missed you!" she whispered before I was kissed in such a way, it was bound to get a bodily reaction.
"That's why I'm here. How would you like to come to my place for dinner tonight?"
Her face lit up in absolute delight. "Of course. When would you like me there?"
"I'll be home all day, so whenever you finish. I'm thinking dinner first, then perhaps dessert and a little wine or brandy on the porch."
"Then sex?" she asked hopefully.
I couldn't help chuckle. "Yes, then sex."
She kissed me again before lowering herself to the ground, letting me know she would be at my front door at dusk. I headed to the market, as although I had plenty of food at the house, I thought some fresh fish would be a nice change. The Riften fishery just outside the city walls always had the latest catch, and for the price of a couple of septims, I had a couple of nice salmon steaks for Ingun and I. I was no chef, but I sprinkled a few herbs onto the fish in preparation, while I would do the same with the potatoes and vegetables. I had quite the wine collection growing, some I'd purchased legally, others gained through more nefarious means. I still didn't rob from anyone within Riften, but that didn't mean I wouldn't stoop to robbing transports between others cities and Riften, particularly if I heard there was something worth stealing.
Ingun appeared as the sun was slowly starting to set, the sky a beautiful mix of orange and purple. Inviting her inside, we sat at the dining table as I poured her some wine, and I served dinner rather quickly. She was rather complimentary of the meal I cooked. I wasn't any sort of grand chef, but I was slowly learning what worked and what didn't.
"And what's for dessert?" she asked in such a tone, I think she was suggesting something other than the small cakes I'd bought. I mentioned I did have those, and a tasty brandy that should go with them. She surprised me stating she would like to have some of those and we could sit on the porch.
The sun had set by the time we took a seat on the porch. Torches had been lit across the city, providing light, though we sat mostly in darkness. Ingun lasted all of five minutes before she was sitting on my lap, leaning back against me, head resting against my shoulder. "It's a lovely evening," she said softly.
"It certainly is. Though I have to admit my first impression of Riften wasn't great."
"There's a reason why it is like you see. Around seventy years ago, there was a jarl in charge of the city and surrounding area who proved little more than a tyrant. The people eventually cried enough and fought back, but after lighting his castle on fire, it spread and eventually consumed the entire city. What you see is the portion of Riften that's been rebuilt. It used to be a grand old city on the shores of Lake Honrich. Now it's... what you see. So, little wonder you didn't think a lot. But Riften's experienced a lot of hard times over the centuries."
"Has your family always been in Riften?"
"Well, I was born here, as was mother. Before that, I'm not sure. I've never really asked, to be honest. What about you?"
"All I know is that I'm a Nord. Being an orphan..."
"Sorry."
"No, no. Trust me, it's not a wound of any sort. It's just I don't know my heritage at all."
"So what do you think of Riften now?"
Putting my lips to her ear, I whispered, "Let's just say I have a few reasons to stay," before I kissed her cheek.
She stood up, and I thought was going to grab my hand to lead me inside. Instead, she sat down on her knees on my lap, and we had a little make out session while sitting on the porch. One or two of the guards may have noticed if walking at the right angle, but I'd discovered the porch did provide an element of privacy. I hadn't had sex on the porch, though. Or, at least, I hadn't yet.
Ingun and I didn't have sex on the porch. After quite a long make-out session, during which I may have partially disrobed Ingun, we headed inside for some fun. Before doing that, though, she asked about my special room that I'd designed for Haelga. Slightly surprised that she was interested, I figured there was no harm in showing her.
I'll admit I found her reaction to some of the things I had in their quite amusing, particularly the manacles and chains attached to the ceiling and roof, and then she had a nosy in the drawers, pulling out a rather long phallic like object. "She likes this?"
"In her arse," I stated bluntly.
Ingun's jaw dropped. "Seriously?" she asked quietly.
"I'm sure you've heard the rumours about Haelga. While most of them are probably true, there is a good reason why we are together too."
"You really like her, don't you?"
"I do. She's totally misunderstood. And, surprisingly, since we started our relationship, I know she has not been with anyone else. She says she hasn't, and I believe her."
"Do you want me to do anything like this? I mean, like with the chains or..."
"No. Not at all. I made all this purely for Haelga and I. She's into it, and I don't mind experimenting with her."
I think she sighed with relief, putting the rather large phallic object back in the drawer. In the comfort of my bedroom, I slowly undressed her until she was nude, then lay her back on the bed and ate her out to a couple of orgasms. Laying down next to her after the second, she lay back with a sweet smile on her face as she recovered, ensuring she cuddled into me, then laughing away when she realised I was still clothed except for having removed my shoes.
We stayed like that for quite a while, continuing to chat away. Ingun loved to talk about all her experiments, and I'd happily listen. There's nothing better than listening to someone speak so enthusiastically about their passions. I did the same with Haelga, though her passions were more about what we did together, while Karliah would regale me with stories of jobs she'd pulled prior to her exile.
Ingun eventually had enough and pulled me to my feet and slowly undressed me. Her hands were like mine, a little rough. She worried about them from time to time, so I made sure I spent plenty of time kissing her palms, letting her know that I didn't worry about them. Once she had me naked, she returned the favour by dropping to her knees. Looking up at me with those gorgeous eyes of hers, I didn't last particularly long, though I was rather turned on from having spent so long eating her out.
She didn't blow me to completion. I let her knew I was close before she lay back on the bed so we could fuck, albeit very briefly, before I came. She held onto me tightly as I did, kissing me all over my face. "I love it when you do that," she whispered. Thankfully, because of her job, she always had plenty of potions to prevent the possible outcome of always doing that.
We made love again a little later, this time Ingun quite happily riding me for quite a while. She knew I loved watching her slowly grind herself with my length inside her, while I could run my hands all over her body, particularly those two perfect globes on her chest, which I'd be constantly sitting up to suck and lick, feeling her hands wrap around my head to hold my head in place as I did so. Once we both came, I'd lie down with her on top of me, heading resting on my chest as I stroked her back. Apart from her hands, the rest of her was silky smooth. I really did enjoy every time we were together. I think we would have both liked it more often, but she understood my lifestyle, so we just ensured we enjoyed every single moment we were together.
I walked her to the shop the next morning, where she made sure to leave a very long, lingering kiss on my lips before she softly bid me farewell for the moment. I often looked at Ingun, then compared her to the rest of the family, and wondered how someone as kind-hearted and good natured as her ever rose from the rest. Don't get me wrong, I worked for Maven in a way, but the difference between Ingun and the rest was stark.
The next couple of days were spent with Vex, Delvin, Brynjolf and Karliah, looking into more Daedric artefacts and what we could possibly find next. We thought obtaining any known texts on Daedra would help us locate further locations of statues, or at least an idea of what we might be looking for. The five of us did manage to put together a list of Daedra we know about, but as to if they had statues or shrines, we didn't know.
"Put out feelers about any Daedric influence," I suggested, "If any strange occurrences are happening around Skyrim, perhaps it might involve one of them?"
