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Adele had once wondered, while removing Ulfric Stormcloak's clothes from his cold, dead body, how exactly she had decided to join the Imperials in Skyrim. Especially after they'd tried to execute her.
It came back to her when she was travelling down through the Rift, and stopped in Riften, and found a familiar Altmer in Mistveil Keep pondering over plans in the armoury.
Ah yes.
Legate Fasendil.
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It had been the middle of Sun's Height, and she had been travelling to Riften on a baking hot day. She had been semi-dehydrated, exhausted, and passing an Imperial camp, when she was set upon by a group of bandits. They had charged out of a cave towards her, and she immediately heard the rasp of steel leaving its sheath, and three or for Imperial soldiers rushed past her and cut down the bandits. One of them, an Altmer, turned to her, and asked her if she was okay. To which she collapsed from the heat.
When she woke, she was in a cool tent, with the tent door closed. She was lying on a soft bedroll. As she sat up, the Altmer from before walked in.
"Ah, you're awake. Good," he told her, crouching down by the bedroll. "Are you all right? You just collapsed right in front of us."
"I'm absolutely fine," she replied. "Just tired and thirsty."
"You should have said!" the Altmer chided, handing her a skin of water, which she drank desperately from. "Where are you headed?" he asked.
"Riften," she replied, handing him back the skin.
"Can you make it there?" he asked.
"Yes, I'll be fine," she replied, getting up. "Thanks for the help."
"No problem," he told her warmly. She smiled at him and walked out the camp.
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The first time she went to visit him, he was pleasantly surprised by her visit, and they sat outside in the baking hot weather to talk for hours on end. His name was Fasendil, and he was a Legate in the Imperial Legion. She asked him why he hadn't joined the Thalmor, and he simply spat on the ground.
She told him she was the Dragonborn, and he suggested she join the Legion. She explained that they'd tried to behead her for crossing the border, and having an unfortunate run in with some Stormcloaks. He told her that on behalf of his Legion, he was sorry.
When they parted, she gave him a kiss on the cheek, and left both of them wondering if there was anything...more.
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The second time, it was night, and the Aurora Borealis were out.
The elf and the Breton lay in the long grass together, staring at the pretty lights, until the elf sighed and turned to face her.
"You look beautiful like this, Adele," he told her, and she turned to face him and blushed.
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He tugs away her leather and slips his hand into her smalls, relishing the warm heat down there, despite the blistering warmth of this summer night. It's an entirely different kind, the heat of a human being, and he prefers it. He runs his fingers over her skin, enjoying the way her eyelids flutter when he curls his fingers at her entrance. It's entirely too beautiful for him to enjoy clothed. He pulls his fingers out, picking her up and moving her away into an area hidden by bushes. He pulls her leather armour away, and feels her small, lithe fingers working away at his own ridiculous armour.
They are soon both naked, just holding each other for now, her chest on his, enjoying the feeling of being skin-on-skin. But soon her fingers are winding up towards his ears, teasing the points and the outer shell. When she does that, he returns his hand to her entrance, inserting two fingers inside and curling them erratically until she's lost, arching into him with a soft, breathless moan that only he can hear.
When she blinks back from the edge, he takes her, soft and gentle at first, but then rougher and more feral as they grow used to each other. And she's all soft skin and aroused moans and lips with the texture of a lily. And he couldn't care less that perhaps the camp can hear them-this is his time with her.
When she finishes, she kisses him fiercely, letting out a cry and collapsing against the ground. He follows soon after, leaning against her, holding her tightly.
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And when he's stationed in Mistveil Keep, four months later, and she comes in to see him, like she does all the time, he's got an Amulet of Mara, and Akatosh help him if she doesn't scream a little louder in bed later.
She remembers why she joined the Legion. It was to be with him.
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The kinkmeme has really made me love the Altmers.
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