The Dragonborn Comes Ch 38

Chapter 38 -- The First Broken Heart

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It took us a day on horseback to make the western edge of Ferelden, the mountains looming in front of us by the time light started to fade. Deciding to cross the mountains the next day, we found a clearing near the road and set up camp rather quickly, putting up the tent and building a campfire. The roads had been rather busy though traffic quieted the close we approached the border.

I found and dragged a log we could sit on near the fire. We hadn't spoken much all day, Leliana clearly with her thoughts while I simply didn't know what to say. She could see I was upset by it, and also a little angry. Not at her, but the idea she was leaving. But, above all, I still loved her. I always would. But the next few days together, and gods know how many weeks after that, were going to hurt.

Shuffling closer to her, I wrapped an arm around her waist and held her close. I heard and felt the sight of relief. "You must hate me," she whispered.

"Never and not in a million years. I won't lie. I'm sad. Incredibly sad. A little mad too. All I can think is 'Why now? Why call it in now?'"

"I'll find out when we get there, Ragnar. I'll definitely ask and tell you why. But the woman who summoned me, you understood who she is and why I must return?"

"I do. So all we can do is enjoy the remaining time we spend together if I do eventually return alone."

We didn't make love that night, though we spent most of the night under the furs, cuddling with a lot of kissing. I think we both wanted to make love, but neither of us wanted to make that first move, perhaps wondering if it would be the last time we'd make love. She eventually cuddled into my chest, murmuring how much she loved me, and still how sorry she was, before she drifted off to sleep. I found it a little harder to do that, as I knew I would definitely be returning alone. It wasn't if, it was when.

Crossing into Orlais the next day, the change in landscape was startling. Gone was any sign of the war that had overrun most of Ferelden. The lands immediately after the mountains were incredibly flat, and one would think you could see for miles and miles. As we rode along, Leliana would explain where we rode through. We passed by a city of elves some time during the afternoon, though were still on the open road by the time night fell again, requiring us to make camp.

Crawling into the tent after we'd eaten dinner, Leliana jumped on me immediately. Both of us were dressed in armour, but it's amazing how fast you can get out of it when you really want to. I had her naked in seconds, I was naked seconds after, and there was no thought of any sort of foreplay, as I was pushed onto my back as she grabbed my cock and slid down on it so quickly, I thought she would hurt herself.

She rode me with an air of desperation I'd never seen before, her hands resting lightly on my stomach, completely focused on bringing herself to orgasm as quickly as possible. The light of the fire shone through the tent opening, so I could still all of her. She'd never looked more beautiful, and I was surprised when, after no more than a few minutes, she was on the verge of a climax. All she did was ride me faster, and it was only when she started to cum that emotion overwhelmed her, as she fell forward onto my chest and started to cry again. It wasn't the orgasm; it was everything else about the journey. All I did was hold her as tightly as possible, reassuring her that I would always love her. Because I would.

Something in the back of my mind said that, no matter how, no matter why, no matter when, we would be together again one day.

Once she'd calmed down, all she did was roll onto her back, taking her with me, wrapped her legs around my waist, and begged for me to fuck her. She probably knew I hadn't cum yet, so I quite happily obliged her. Her eyes still glistened with tears, and she was now desperate to kiss me in that position. Again, I didn't mind, and it didn't take me long this time for my climax to arrive. I didn't even bother warning her, as there was only one place she wanted it. After I'd cum inside her, I think we sighed with contentment at the same time.

"We both needed that," she joked. For the first time since sharing the news, we managed to laugh, and the uneasy atmosphere evaporated in an instant. Resting on a forearm, we just looked at each other, her hands all over my face or through my hair, or running down my arms or my back. "I know I'm going to miss this too," she whispered.

"What?"

"Post-coital bliss. That feeling of being so completely satisfied and in love after you've made love to me."

"I'm guessing visiting would be out of the question?"

She smiled. "Though you know I'd love that, I will have to take vows again. I will have to be chaste and virtuous once more. I'm sure she'll know I haven't been while away, but all sins are forgiven by the Maker." She continued to caress my cheek, adding, "I would love for you to visit me, Ragnar, but the temptation would simply be too great."

We didn't need to make love all night. Both of us now happy to have fucked and cum, we simply snuggled under the blankets, with plenty of kissing and caressing, my hand definitely spending a lot of time feeling her butt, which just made her eventually crack up with laughter. It was a good sound, a great sound. And a sound I knew I'm miss. Probably the sound most of all, except her accent, which I adored as much as the day I'd met her.

Leliana said the next morning that we could possibly make Val Royeaux the next day, but that she didn't want to. So we made sure that we barely trotted along most of the day so we would have the chance to camp one last time. We eventually stopped no more than a few miles from Val Royeaux, the lights of the capital shining bright in the distance. I had a feeling Leliana was a little excited about returning, and in a way, we were doing what we'd agreed to do prior to the end of the Blight. The only difference is that she was meant to return.

We made camp near a forest, enjoying another quick meal and a couple of drinks from a bottle of wine we'd brought along. She had enough to apparently lose any inhibition, as by the light of the fire, she slowly stripped off all her clothes, before she dragged me to my feet, stripped me down, before staying on her knees.

"I am going to suck your cock, Ragnar," she said matter-of-factly, "And you had better cum in my mouth."

"Okay." As if I was going to say no!

She wasted no time taking my length in her mouth, though she soon got comfortable, blowing me in such a way that would bring me off. But she also appeared to want to take her time, as she would occasionally stop and just lick up and down my shaft, continuing to look up at me with those gorgeous blue eyes of hers. "This might be the last time. I have to make it last," she said.

"Take as long as you want, but I will want to cum eventually."

Most of my cock disappeared again, and she teased me for ages. All I did was caress her cheek or run a hand through her hair, holding the back of her head, not forcing her to do anything or go faster, simply because she liked it when I did it. I noticed her right shoulder was moving, managing to move and glance down, unsurprised she was also fondling herself. I gave her a look she knew well, removing my cock again. "Oh no, I can take care of myself for now. Your cock, my mouth, you cum."

I couldn't help laugh at her authoritative tone. So I closed my eyes for a while and just let the sensations of what she was doing to my cock overwhelm me. I definitely moaned her name more than once, another thing I know she loved. I made myself smile when I realised I'd never said the wrong name, in all the time we'd been together. I don't think I'd ever done it with any of my girls, but Leliana was unique anyway.

Opening my eyes, I was starting to feel very excited. She could read me as well as I could read her, adjusting my body slightly for what was to come. "Close," I muttered. She managed to return a brief nod, though she was far more excited by the fact I was going to finish in her mouth. I could see she was also now really masturbating at the same time, wondering if she was trying to time it so she would cum as I did in her mouth. So that's what I asked, and the smile in her eyes suggested that, yes, that's exactly what she was trying to do.

Leliana had always told me that just sucking my cock got her wet and very excited. And I loved it when she masturbated for me. There's sometimes nothing better than watching a woman pleasure herself. She would put on a show for me as I would lie by her side, and what heightened it for her is that I

wouldn't

touch her. As for now, I was now incredibly close, let her know, so she was prepared for the shot she was about to take in her mouth.

If anyone passed by and didn't quite see what we were doing, the groan I released would have told them exactly what Leliana was doing to me. Once I had emptied myself into her mouth, I pulled my cock out so she could swallow it, which she quite happily proved to do, before she lay back on the ground and kept masturbating. "Want any help?" I wondered.

"Just watch me," she whispered, and I could see she was very close. I did get on the ground next to her, watching her face as she got closer and closer to orgasm. She wasn't quiet when she did finally climax, but she was kind enough to immediately put her fingers in my mouth so I could taste her. Once she'd calmed down, she started to laugh. "We do get up to some very naughty things, Ragnar. Anyone could have been riding by just then."

"It's dark enough. It would have been difficult to see." I paused before adding, "Well, maybe the noise would have suggested..."

Getting to my feet, I picked her up with ease and carried her to our tent. She gave me ten minutes to recover, stating we would be making love as many times as possible. She then choked back a sob, when stating it would probably be our last night together.

That's what we did. On my back. On her back. On all fours. On our side with her spooned into my crotch. My head between her legs more than once. She took another load in the mouth. She even liked my fingers in her arse. We did everything we could think of to do together. Cum on her face. Cum on her tits. Cum on her arse and back. After the fourth orgasm, fifth in total, I was absolutely spent, but Leliana could always get me hard, even if I thought I couldn't.

Leliana simply didn't want to stop, and we eventually fell asleep in the middle of fucking. I'm not sure who fell asleep first, we probably fell asleep at the same time in all honesty, but we woke up on our side, Leliana spooned into me. And I was so worn out, I didn't even wake up with an erection. Probably for the best, to be honest. It was a cold morning, so all she wanted was a good snuggle under the furs.

We eventually got up and headed to a stream nearby. It was still cold, but I helped wash Leliana down, as she was left quite a mess after the night before. Luckily we'd also brought a couple of towels, so although she was freezing by the end of it, I could wrap her in a big towel then add my own body heat to warm her up. The fire was still burning in camp, sitting close together by that as we enjoyed our last breakfast together before dressing in armour again.

The ride to the capital only took a couple of hours at most, and she insisted on riding with me, tying her horse to mine to follow. With one hand on the reins, my other hand was held by her, close to her body. I knew she was crying the closer we got to Val Royeaux. She didn't want me to see, which is why she wanted to ride with me.

Stabling the horses at the outskirts of the city, we strolled hand in hand along what Leliana described as one of the many grand boulevards. She was no longer crying, but barely holding it together at the same time, so I let go of her hand to wrap an arm around her waist, as she leaned into me. It was a little awkward walking, but we had to appreciate these final moments together.

The Grand Cathedral was situated on one of the largest squares in the city, according to Leliana. I thought she would simply hug and kiss me, then walk inside, but she invited me to follow her in. Someone recognised her immediately upon walking inside, Leliana suggesting I have a good look around the hall and she would return later.

It was certainly one of the most impressive buildings I'd ever been in. Nothing in Skyrim, at least from memory, even began to compare. There are only so many frescoes and stained glass windows you can look at before they all look the same, so I eventually took a seat in one of the pews and relaxed, enjoying the near silence. Worshippers would wander in and come to pray at the feet of one of the statues of Andraste, or sit in a pew and read one of the texts.

Leliana reappeared at least a few hours later. She was still in her leathers, but I didn't let that get my hopes up. She probably wouldn't have taken vows that quickly. She took a seat next to me, grabbed my hand, and leaned her head on my shoulder.

"She is confident that, once the current Divine passes, she will take her place. She wants my help when that happens, and that means I must help lay the groundwork now."

"How long a commitment is expected?"

"I don't know. Many serve the Maker for life."

"Oh..." I paused before admitting, "I guess I expected that."

"Do you want to stay a while?"

"I do... but..." I couldn't help sigh. She seemed to understand why I was trying to say, getting to her feet and taking me with her. We kissed, and I'm sure it would be the best and worst kiss ever shared between two people. The best, as all the feelings we shared were in that last kiss, and the worst, as it would be the last one we would share. Then I held her close, and I could feel her shaking as she cried. I whispered into her ear that I loved her, that I would always love her, before I could only say goodbye, turning and striding towards the doors. I didn't look back. I knew she was crying. I didn't want her to see my tears.

Once outside, I took a deep breath, dried my cheeks, and headed for the first tavern I could find. If there was one thing I was going to do now, it was get drunk.

I'm not sure how many drinks I had, nor how many taverns I had visited, but at the last one, I managed to snag myself a room and eventually headed to bed, not as drunk as I'd planned. I was depressed and rather moody, and too much drink would have led to me getting into a fight. Surprisingly sensible.

The room I had rented for the night had only a double bed and small chest beside it, with a small table with a bowl of water and a towel against the wall, not that I needed anything else. Taking off all my armour, I sat on the edge of the bed and, though I felt tired, I figured sleep wasn't going to arrive too quickly. I was already thinking of the ride back to Ferelden the next day and the fact it was going to be rather lonely. And I wasn't sure what I'd do back in Denerim. I already had thoughts in my head. The main one was that I wouldn't want to remain there. Everywhere I would look in the estate would be a reminder.

A knock at the door was a surprise, as I'd paid the barkeep for everything, so I thought maybe he was going to ask about breakfast or if I wanted waking up. Opening the door, I know my breath caught as she looked at me in silence for all of three seconds before practically leaping at me. I couldn't help laugh before I started to kiss her, managing to kick the door shut with my foot.

She was naked in seconds, and then I just held her against me. "Don't take this the wrong way, but what are you doing here?"

She giggled, that same giggle I'd heard a million times before, and it was a dagger to the heart. Every little reminder between now and whenever she left would be another one. And I didn't care. "I won't take my vows until tomorrow." She leaned back to look at my face. "I know this will hurt us both, but I wanted one last night with you."

Chuckling, I just said, "Do you really think I'm going to complain?" I stepped back and looked her up and down. "Definitely not going to complain."

I knew what I wanted first, after taking off my clothes, lying her back on the bed, and I covered her body in kisses and caresses. I spent forever just focusing on her breasts, much to her amusement, though she eventually pushed my head, albeit gently, further down her body. She was dripping wet by the time I got to her pussy, and her first orgasm wasn't long in coming. And I didn't just give her one, as I kept going, and for once, she didn't even both trying to stop me. She simply searched for my hand, holding my left one, her other grabbing the blanket, her legs over my shoulders. All she said was my name or urged me to keep going, to make her cum again.

After her third one, she did finally have to stop me, though she had no problem with me kissing up her body before arriving at her face, where I simply looked into her eyes. There were no tears, not now. There was only a smile. We would laugh, and smile, enjoy each other, and only worry about parting in the morning.

The smile on her face only broadened when I slid my cock inside her, and once my entire length was, I didn't move for at least a few minutes, just kissing her a little more. Breaking the kiss, I finally started to move, Leliana happy enough to wrap one leg around me, wrap her arms around my neck, and simply be fucked.

I did everything I could to last as long as possible, though she finally said we won't be sleeping until everything was out of our system. But I wanted to enjoy the feeling of being inside her for as long as possible, so I would stop every so often and fight the urge. She'd laugh at all the faces I'd pull, then cause her own face to change when I'd surprise her by restarting. I couldn't go forever, no man can, and the relief I felt when I did finally cum inside her was overwhelming, enough that I had to use a forearm to prevent myself collapsing on top of her.

"My arse next," she whispered into my ear.

"Sure? I don't have anything."

"Your cock's also slick. Just go gentle, and just for a little while. I just want to feel you there one last time."

After giving myself a little time to recover, I got on my knees and lifted her up so she was bent in half. She laughed away at the position she was in as I simply started to eat her arse. Her laughter immediately turned to moans, and I spent plenty of time doing that as I waited to get hard again. I laid her back down eventually, grabbing a pillow so her bottom half was higher, and then slid a finger inside her arse. She quickly asked for two, as she was rather eager for me to be inside her again. When I entered a third, she cried out in excitement, urging for me to hurry up and fuck her. I was already hard again by now, and she knew I was just making her wait, build the anticipation.

Not having anything did concern me, so I got my cock nice and wet from sliding into her pussy once again, and then figured I'd just have to get started, so wasted little time slowly but carefully inserting it into her arse. She did gasp a couple of times, and I did wonder if it was hurting, stopping any time she made the slightest of faces that suggested it was. She reassured me each time it was fine. I didn't fuck her too hard once we were comfortable. I didn't think I'd cum too soon either, but we both enjoyed it.

We eventually changed, Leliana asking for me to sit back against the headboard as she sat on my lap and slid down on my cock. Her face lit up once she bottomed out, desperate to kiss me again as she slowly started to bounce up and down. How I wasn't hurting her, I'll never know, but the noises she made told me she was thoroughly enjoying it.