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"Hot feet." She replied loudly with a slight smirk and wiggled her toes on the cold stone floor. Minx.
He gave her a look which he hoped conveyed to her what he was planning to do to her later before saying, "I think I'll be going. Job's done...the numbers match."
She stared when he said that and apparently couldn't stop herself smiling slightly as she notched up another arrow. "Do they? I hope so for your sake. I will be checking."
"I am sure you will, lass."
There was a moment where their eyes met and smouldered together. Professionalism be damned. That was their code if one of them was feeling particularly desperate for the other: 'the numbers match' Her response told him that she wouldn't hesitate in soothing the ache he had for her. He passed by her a little closer than necessary as he left and she smirked again before firing an arrow that stuck firmly in the centre.
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He waited for her in Honeyside, knowing she wouldn't have delayed long before following him home. He pulled off the top of his armour and his boots, stretching out his arms and enjoying the refreshing air against his pale skin. He thought he should go upstairs to her room but instead he decided that he would stoke the fire and set the chairs in front of it so they could bask in the warmth.
He placed his feet near the stone edge and studied them. They weren't as nice as hers. Hers were small enough for him to cradle his large hands and soft enough for her to shudder as his rough fingertips brushed over the soft skin of the arch...
The door opened and she came inside along with a blast of cold air. She immediately sat on the chair next to his and rubbed her hands together in front of the fire.
"I do not know how you Nords can stand it. It is always cold here."
He checked her appearance. "You put your boots back on."
"Of course I did! It is freezing! I was not going to walk to here with nothing on my feet." Only then did she seem to register his tone. "Why? Are you disappointed?"
He pulled her into a kiss, his tongue duelling with hers. She nipped at his bottom lip as they parted. "I am." He confirmed, his eyes almost black. "I had never noticed before how...stimulating your feet are."
She raised her eyebrows at that but, to her credit, her smile didn't falter. "Really? Well..." She leaned in close to him again and purred, "Boots come off, you know."
"I was hoping you'd say that."
He slipped off his chair and onto the floor at her feet in one smooth movement. His fingers wrapped themselves around one boot and slid it off, placing it down beside the fire. He took her foot in his hand and studied it. It was paler than the rest of her and he was sure it was the only part of her that didn't immediately display that she was a fighter.
"These are far too elegant to be yours." He teased. She laughed.
"My mother used to tell me to always look after my heart and my feet. Now it seems both are in your hands."
Her tone was light but he felt the impact of her words. He kissed the front of her foot. "I'll look after them, lass. I promise."
He trailed his lips down until her came to her toes. He pressed his lips against the blunt nails before moving her foot in his hands gently. Then he laughed when he saw the underside. She grinned.
"Well, what do you expect? I was barefoot in the cistern!"
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"Oh, I could get used to this." She breathed as he brushed the cloth over the tops of her feet, then along the underside. He dug his fingers into the arch of her right foot and circled them. She moaned loudly and slipped down in her chair a little. "Do that again."
He did only slower, drawing out a longer moan from her. Her pleasure was starting to make his breeches tighten, so he shifted his knees wider apart for more room. While one hand continued working the arch, her moved his other hand to play with her toes, spreading them apart by pushing a finger between each one. Just as he bent down to catch her big toe in his mouth, he groaned. Her left foot had sneaked up his thigh and was rubbing the growing bulge in the leather.
He sucked on her toe and slid his tongue in the space between the next toe, massaging the soft, virgin flesh there. He felt her toes spread over his erection and growled into her skin. Unable to resist her, he removed one hand from her foot and tugged her breeches open. But she swatted him away and stood, pulling her feet from his grasp for a moment.
"Oh, we can do better than that." She said and stripped herself of her clothes completely, making him swallow thickly despite having seen her naked several times before. Then she took her place back on the chair and he scooped up her foot greedily while the other continued its rubbing. He slid one hand up her thigh and this time, instead of pulling away, she spread her legs wantonly. She gasped when his fingers began working between her legs and in the arch of her foot in tandem. She threw her head back and rubbed her foot against him harder, increasing the addictive friction. He could feel his body tensing and brushed his thumb over her clitoris to spur her on and her hips bucked desperately. He grinned and slipped his tongue between each of her toes, exploring the last areas of her body that he had not pleasured.
Another moan emerging unbidden from her throat sent an almighty wave of pleasure through him and he could feel the familiar tingles begin in his stomach. He increased the pressure on her wet heat and the arch of her foot as she rubbed her other foot over his painfully hard member, still restricted by leather. He pressed his thumbs harder against her soft skin and she came, tightening around his fingers and spasming in his grip. In the heat of her climax, she ground the heel of her free foot against him and he came moments after her, unable to stop his hips bucking jerkily against her foot.
When he came to, he was panting and he was saw her doing the same, slumped in the chair. But she was smiling and so was he. In fact, he was sure he'd never stop.
"Well, that was different." She said, pulling her foot from his grasp and he reluctantly let go.
Now the pleasure had ebbed somewhat, he could feel his breeches becoming itchy and uncomfortable. "I think I need a bath."
"As do I." She stood and he saw the slick of her juices on her thighs. "I will prepare us one. And then we will see how you like having your toes sucked." She smirked and disappeared up the stairs. Brynjolf grinned, clambered to his feet and bounded after her.
Hope that didn't disappoint OP! :)
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I loved how your DB demanded a professional relationship, and their codeword. Loved all the fill. Well done A!A!
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That was great!
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Plus the little detail about her other foot pressing into his bulge and... nnh, can you tell I'm blushing? Because I definitely am.
Thank you so much! Thankyouthankyouthankyou!
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And thanks to all you other lovely nonnies too :)
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