Marielle x Mjoll x Haelga / Marielle x Maven Black-Briar x Karliah / Marielle x Olfina

Karliah was the new guildmaster. Marielle was delighted, but also a little relived, as she was sure Brynjolf may have wanted to select her. But Marielle didn't want it, and certainly couldn't afford to the distraction. Despite everything she was up to, the dragon crisis was still on her mind. She knew word would come through one day that the summit had been agreed.

Within days, Vex and Delvin were inducted as Nightingales, Vex loving the idea immediately, Delvin a little more circumspect. But there were reasons why, as the Skeleton Key needed returning to the Twilight Sepulcher. Before that happened, though, there was someone in Riften Marielle hadn't seen in quite a while, and she was feeling guiltier with each passing day.

"I want to introduce you to a friend," she told Karliah one afternoon.

"Who?"

"She's a lover. In town. Someone I haven't seen in quite a while as… she hates the guild with a passion. She's come to some sort of understanding with Maven, due to their shared love for me, but she doesn't know what I'm up to."

"So… she can't know about me being one either?"

"I'd rather keep the two lives separate if I can."

"What's her name?"

"Mjoll. She's… my goddess." Karliah smiled as she added, "You'll understand when you see her. So, would you like to meet her?"

"If she loves you, Marielle, she's definitely worth meeting."

The pair changed into some civilian clothing before heading up to the surface. Knocking on her front door, Marielle felt some butterflies, as she couldn't remember last seeing Mjoll. It was likely when she had departed Whiterun, as since then, she'd spent most of her time travelling around Skyrim for the Thieves Guild.

Mjoll opened the door and promptly burst into tears, Marielle finding herself wrapped in a bear hug, lifting herself up to wrap legs around her waist as Mjoll wasted no time kissing her deeply. It lasted… quite a while, Marielle immediately feeling a dampness in her panties, before they finally broke apart. "Happy to see me?" she asked with a grin.

Mjoll smiled before glancing. "Oh, who's your friend?"

"Mjoll, this is Karliah. Karliah, please meet Mjoll."

"Now I know what you meant by goddess. Pleased to meet you."

"Come in, please." While Karliah walked, Marielle was carried. No surprise as she was rather light, and Mjoll was easily six to nine inches taller than her. She'd always felt tiny compared to her. Its why she loved it. Eventually placed down on the ground, they took on the lone lounge as Mjoll disappeared for a moment, returning with three bottles of ale.

Mjoll sat down, immediately wrapping an arm around her shoulders, though she said, "Are you one of her lovers?"

"I am. Is…"

Mjoll laughed before Karliah could finish the question. "If you're one of her lovers, then that speaks volumes of your character, so it isn't a problem. I know Marielle has taken on many. I'm just glad to be one of them." Feeling a finger under her chin, she looked up into Mjoll's eyes. "What brings you to Riften?"

"There's no progress regarding the summit so I'm doing some adventuring. Karliah is a friend I've made along the way. She used to live in Riften and is just settling back here."

"What do you do?" Mjoll asked Karliah.

"I'm an adventurer myself, always looking for treasure, to be honest."

"Keeping Marielle safe?" Mjoll joked, Marielle smiling at her. She knew Mjoll would have given her life…

"Though she clearly has talent, I would say I always keep an eye out for her. How could I not?"

Mjoll smiled. "Are you planning on staying, Marielle?"

"I haven't seen you in ages, Mjoll. I wasn't planning on leaving for… a while…"

To her surprise, Karliah stood up, leaning down to kiss Marielle's cheek. "You two should catch up."

"You don't…" Mjoll started to say.

Karliah smiled herself. "Mjoll, I can hear in your voice and see on your face how much you've missed her. You deserve a lot of alone time with her. I've enjoyed her company recently, and loved every second."

"Thank you," Marielle whispered.

"Mjoll, it was lovely to meet you. Next time, I'm sure we could have a lot of fun together."

Both got up, Marielle hugging Karliah tightly as Mjoll escorted her to the door. Hearing it close, Mjoll walked back and stood a couple of paces away, a grin on her face. "Would you like to make love now?"

Two minutes later, Marielle was on her back, on Mjoll's bed, her thick thirteen-inch cock gently sliding inside her. Absolutely no thought to any foreplay whatsoever, both knew what they really wanted. But the lovemaking was incredibly gentle, almost sensual, resting her feet on her lovers lower back, their mouths barely apart, resting her hands on her back, though eventually digging her fingers in when Mjoll upped the tempo slightly.

When Mjoll made her cum, as she always made her cum, she cried. Only a little, but it always felt so good. But she knew it was also the guilt she felt for not sharing her secret. It was a lie by omission. Mjoll kept going, even after she'd cum inside her, and she eventually cleared her mind of the negative thoughts, focusing only on the woman making love to her.

Finding herself on top of Mjoll, as her lover gently rolled over, she spent the entire time smiling as Mjoll simply rested hands on her hips and let Marielle take control. Sliding slowly up and down nearly her entire length, it was little wonder she enjoyed another orgasm. The sort that seemed to send tingles over her body. The sort that ended up making her giggle quite a lot, Mjoll joining in with the laughter, as her goddess held her tight to her body.

"I've missed you," Mjoll whispered, hearing the catch in her voice.

"I'm sorry. I've just… been busy…"

"We knew being apart would be difficult. But you're here now. That's what matters."

Marielle sighed and sat back up, meeting the eyes of her lover. "Mjoll, with Maven and… Karliah…"

"I know, Marielle," Mjoll said with a grin.

"What?"

"I. Know." Marielle sat there, knowing her jaw opened and closed. All Mjoll did was smile. "I figured it out quickly. But you know what? I've seen what the guild has been doing otherwise. Slowly but surely spreading their influence in both good and bad ways. I've done some investigation. There was a man called the Grey Fox… Almost lived to an ideal of helping the poor by robbing the rich. Is that what you're doing?"

"Should I move for this?"

"No. I'm still hard and I love your pussy." Marielle couldn't help giggle despite the conversation. "Marielle, I trust you more than anyone. And if you're working with them, then I know you're trying to steer them in a direction that would… match your ideals, and the ideals I know you hold."

"Are you sure?"

"I've even been talking to Maven lately. We still don't see eye to eye exactly, but… Well, I can see why you like her. Ambitious and dangerous. I can see the appeal."

"I love you so much."

Mjoll reached up and caressed her cheek. "I feel exactly the same way. Have done for a long time now." Finding herself dragged down again, there was no lovemaking for quite a while, Marielle simply enjoying the feeling of her lovers' fingers caressing her back, the two kissing almost constantly. As Mjoll's fingertip caressed her back, Marielle spent most of her time caressing her face.

"You're my goddess," she whispered.

Mjoll giggled. "I do love carrying you in my arms. You're the Dragonborn yet… I love protecting you, keeping you safe. You're so brave, skilled, and you have more than earned your gift but…"

Marielle cut her off by kissing her, feeling Mjoll slide her tongue into her mouth immediately, whimpering as Mjoll started to gently thrust up into her. "Thank you," Marielle whispered.

Mjoll knew what she meant. "I understand because I love you, Marielle."

They made love the rest of the day, only stopping when they were absolutely starving. Heading to 'The Bee and Barb', there were many familiar faces, including Haelga, who eventually joined their table. Mjoll wasted no time inviting her back to her place. Marielle couldn't help giggle, as she knew what the rest of the night would bring, Haelga and Mjoll whispering and conspiring between themselves.

Marielle the Dragonborn woke up the next morning feeling very tender in both her pussy and arse. Mjoll was fast asleep on her back, her cock hard and resting against her body. Haelga was curled up on her side next to her, feeling her cock pressing into her side. She lay back and smiled, remembering both of them fucking her arse hard as she rode the other. Had blown both of them to at least two orgasms each once they were back at her house. Mjoll had done everything she asked, which included absolutely pounding her arse. Marielle had cum so hard, then burst into tears, feeling ever so loved by both. She was sure both probably worried about her for a time, sat up and cuddled by both while their cocks were still inside her. She assured them that she simply felt completely loved up and better than ever.

Then they resumed fucking her just as hard. Marielle lay back and giggled to herself, Haelga waking up first, smiling at her, before Mjoll woke up last, turning to cuddle into her as well. "How are you feeling?" she whispered.

"Better than ever, though a little tender."

Haelga chuckled. "I'm not surprise. We were not exactly gentle last night, Marielle."

"Just what I wanted."

Haelga couldn't stay long, needing to head home to prepare breakfast for the working men of Riften, leaving Mjoll with her in bed alone, the two cuddling for a little longer before finally getting up. After breakfast, Mjoll finally asked, "What are your plans now?"

"I'm not sure. Should probably head back to Whiterun in case the summit had been agreed. I don't think anyone knows I'm here."

"Want me to join you?"

"Yes," she replied immediately, earning one of those beautiful smiles that made her heart flutter, "I didn't want you to go last time, Mjoll. You mean the world to me."

They made love again. Actually, Mjoll fucked her again, as that's definitely what they both wanted, Marielle moaning with each hard thrust of Mjoll's thick cock, but all she did was beg for more and more, begging, pleading with her lover to keep going. By the time Mjoll was ready to cum, they were both covered in sweat, mouths barely apart, Marielle with her legs spread as wide as possible, wanting to feel every single inch of Mjoll inside her.

For once, Marielle had Mjoll pull out in time so she could suck her cock long enough to take a load of cum in her mouth, eagerly swallowing it down as Mjoll caressed her cheek, looking down at her with such love in her eyes, Marielle had to stop herself getting all emotional again. Once she'd finished, the two made out before agreeing to finally do something.

"Why don't I take you to the Flagon so you can meet a few people?"

She was surprised when Mjoll said, "Okay."

They headed out a little later, Mjoll taking her hand as they ended up down in the Ratway. She could sense Mjoll was a little uncomfortable, but a squeeze of the hand every few seconds signalled she was okay. Heading into the Flagon, Marielle was worried Dirge would take umbrage with Marielle appearing with her, but he stepped aside without a word.

Karliah was waiting for them, immediately coming towards the pair, kissing her before shaking hands with Mjoll. Looking between the pair, Karliah was quick to the punch. "You need to leave, don't you?"

Marielle hugged her immediately. "I don't want to," she whispered, "But I've been gone for so long. And there are larger events on the horizon."

"Marielle, you don't have to explain yourself. We know who you are." Marielle glanced at Vex, the smile on the face of her blonde lover a surprise. "I… let slip who you were. Sorry."

"Makes my job easier, to be honest," she stated with humour.

"I obviously can't leave now, not with what I plan." Karliah glanced at Mjoll. "I'm surprised… but also honoured you visit us. Rest assured, we…"

Mjoll hugged Karliah. "I trust you," she whispered. Karliah glanced at Marielle, grinning, before she closed her eyes and appreciated the hug. "I sense good in you, Karliah. You will put the guild on the right path."

"Shit, I want a hug now!" Vex said.

That earned a few chuckles as Brynjolf approached her. She'd never hugged him before, but there was no doubting the affection they shared. "Take care of yourself, lass. And you will always have a place here," he said softly, "We can never thank you enough for what you did for us."

After wishing everyone goodbye and good luck, she left the Flagon, Karliah joining them as they headed back to the surface and Mjoll's house. She didn't enter, simply wanting a private moment with her, Mjoll walking inside to give them privacy. The kiss they shared was… something else entirely. "I'd love to join you," Karliah whispered, stroking her cheek, "But I now have commitments here…"

"I'll be back one day."

"You reckon?"

"Karliah, I love you. And I'm not going to live the rest of my life without you in it."

For once, she noticed the lower lip of her lover tremble. It had obviously been a long time since anyone had shown her such love and devotion. "I'd ask you to help with the Skeleton Key, but I think there are people here who are capable."

"The guild is in good hands with you in charge, Karliah."

She thought Karliah wanted a last night of fun, but all Karliah did was hug her. For a long time. "I love you," she finally whispered, "And I hope to see you soon."

Letting her go, Karliah turned immediately and walked away, noticing her shoulders tremble slightly. Mjoll wrapped an arm around Marielle's shoulders, then surprised her by saying, "You should probably say goodbye to Maven. Do you want to leave tomorrow?"

"Yeah."

"Then we should go see Maven before we do."

When Maven opened the door, she seemed to know immediately, taking Marielle in her arms and giving her one hell of a kiss, gently dragging her inside, hearing Mjoll laugh to herself, as Ingun wandered in, Marielle finding herself handed from mother to daughter. Ingun figured it out quickly, swapping a glance with Mjoll.

Maven soon had a bottle of wine and glasses in hand as they sat together by the fireplace. "I can't thank you enough, Marielle, for everything you've done. Not just for me, but for the guild. Even for Riften. Taking down Mercer…"

"Wasn't just me, but thank you."

"Can you stay tonight?"

She shared a glance with Mjoll, her lover simply smiling. "We're leaving early tomorrow morning, but there's no reason we can't stay for a few hours."

Within five minutes, the four of them were upstairs. Marielle was filled with futanari cock. Mjoll didn't want anything more than her tight pussy. Maven wanted nothing more than her arse. Ingun was happy for her to be blown to start, though insisted Marielle accept a facial, something she was more than happy to agree with. Mother and daughter swapped more than once, Mjoll barely moving the entire time, leaving load after load inside her, making all four of them joke about Marielle being pregnant despite taking her potions every morning.

Marielle would have loved to spend the night, waking up for some fun the next morning, but she knew that they needed to get the carriage first thing. Ingun hugged her for a long time, shedding a few tears, before letting her go and walking away, clearly upset at the idea of Marielle leaving. Maven… was something else entirely. She wasn't a woman to wear her heart on her sleeve, but when it came to Marielle, she had given her heart. Mjoll whispered she would meet her at home, Maven whispering her thanks, as she hugged and kissed Marielle for… a long time.

Finally leaning back, Marielle wiped Maven's cheeks, though the tears continued to fall. "I hate the thought you're leaving," she whispered.

"Where's the Maven I met a long time ago?"

"The Maven you see right now is head over heels in love and allowing herself to be vulnerable with only one person."

"I'll be back, Maven. I promise. And I never make those lightly."

"Next time you return, just you and I for one night. We can make love."

"I'd love nothing more, Maven." Marielle kissed her softly. "I love you. I'm still surprised, I'll admit that, but I couldn't imagine life without you."

Maven's lower lip trembled, and after a last embrace, lasting as long as they both wanted, she let her go, Marielle turning and walking away, not looking back. If she did, she'd turned around, head back, and not want to leave. Returning to Mjoll's, she fell into the arms of her lover and wept, feeling her strong arms wrap around her, almost keeping her upright as she cried. "I hate leaving everyone," she whispered.

"You'll be back."

Marielle slowly shook her head. "It's different this time. Whiterun is my home and I knew I'd always return to Aela, Lydia and the others. I know I'll always go back. Here… it's different. I just don't know…"

"You really love her, don't you?"

That made Marielle giggle. "Who?"

"Maven."

Marielle sighed. "The only one I love more in Riften is you, Mjoll. We just… connected. I can't imagine not seeing her again. Can't imagine not being with her intimately. Can't imagine… not having her as part of my life."

"Then ensure you come back," Mjoll said softly.

Marielle had little to pack, Mjoll packing a small bag, heading to bed and waking early the next morning. A carriage was waiting for them, and once they boarded, they asked the driver to take them straight to Whiterun without stopping. They spent nearly the entire trip cuddling together, though remained alert in case some idiots thought they made an easy target. It was after midnight by the time they pulled up at the stables.

She couldn't remember the last time she had slept at home. Breezehome was empty, no surprise, Marielle taking Mjoll by the hand and leading her upstairs. All they did was sleep, both of them exhausted, as although they had simply sat down all day, it was still late and they'd been awake for hours. It was nice to sleep in her own bed again, though, and cuddling up next to Mjoll simply made it even better.

Lighting the fireplace drew attention, as they were busy eating breakfast the next morning when the door opened, both turning to see Lydia and Aela at the door. She couldn't help laugh as she soon found herself hugged tightly by both of them. She hadn't even begun to explain what she was up to when there was a knock at the door, Marielle opening it to find Olfina waiting for it.

The kiss that followed… by the time they parted, she turned to see Mjoll standing alongside Lydia and Aela, all three looking at them with those knowing smiles people had. "I think we all know each other, don't we?" Marielle joked.

Five of them gathered at the table, Marielle needing to explain what she'd been up to since she'd last been seen in Skyrim, her adventures across the breadth of Skyrim, and she admitted to the organisation she was working for. No-one seemed to care, knowing that Marielle had a good heart, and when she told them all about Karliah, not only did they hear of her love for her in her tone, but also the fact Karliah must be a good soul herself.

"So what brings you home?" Lydia finally asked.

"I'm just going to wait here until the summit is finally agreed. Anyone heard anything?"

"I've kept an ear out on your behalf," Lydia stated, "From what I've heard, the Empire has agreed terms, but Ulfric is playing hardball. No surprise, I guess."

"Anything with the Companions, Aela?"

She shrugged. "Plenty of contracts as always. We are a little concerned about this new organisation that's appeared recently. Calling themselves the Silver Hand. But nothing we can't handle."

"What about you, Olfina?"

"I simply walked here to drag you to my room, Marielle." That made the other three laugh as Marielle smiled at her lover. "I've missed you. And I know I'm not the only one. Saadia…"

Marielle sighed. "This is the only problem having so many lovers." She reached across to take Olfina's hand. "I've missed you though."

"Marielle, I think you should spend tonight with her," Mjoll said. She could only turn to look at her lover. "At her place," she added.

"Are you sure?" Olfina asked.

"I haven't had fun with Lydia and Aela in a while. And I know how much Marielle loves you."

Marielle could only hug Mjoll tightly as she glanced at Lydia and Aela. "I remember when she fucked you, babe. Even you were a slave to her massive cock," Lydia stated.

"Only if we both fuck you afterwards," Aela retorted.

Lydia's eyes lit up, Marielle laughing away. "Anyway," she stated, "I plan on remaining nearby until the summit is called. I'll go see the jarl tomorrow and see what he has to say. If I need to go to Windhelm to add my own words to the matter, so be it. Any word on dragon attacks?"

"Not against any major cities, but there have been numerous attacks of smaller villages and farms," Aela replied, "But it seems many dragons have perched themselves on mountains and are happy to remain far from population centres."

"That's something, at least," Marielle muttered, "Right, I'm going to dress and head up to Dragonsreach. Olfina… should I meet you at yours?"

"Come to the Bannered Mare first. You can watch me work."

"Tease."

"I know."

Heading upstairs, she dressed in armour before heading back downstairs. Olfina was ready to leave with her, sharing a hug with the others first, Mjoll whispering for her to not return until the next morning. That earned her lover a soft caress of her cheek. "I'm staying here," Mjoll whispered, "I'll get you all the time. And you know I don't mind sharing."

"What about us?" Aela whispered.

"Oh please, you know the three of us will be fucking her sooner rather than later."

Lydia burst into giggles as Marielle walked away, taking Olfina by the hand and heading outside. Escorting her as far as the tavern, she kissed her cheek and said she'd visit her later, before climbing the stairs leading towards Dragonsreach. Walking into the grand hall, she realised it had probably been months since she'd last been inside, walking slowly as she took it all in again.

Jarl Balgruuf was surprised to see her, no doubt kept up to date with her departures and arrivals, but still pleased all the same, quickly ordering a bottle of spirits be delivered as they adjourned to one of the nearby tables. He was able to fill her in with plenty of news regarding any topic that interested her, and certainly could give her correct information regarding the summit.

"General Tullius has agreed terms. Ulfric would agree to the same terms, he's just being… his usual self."

"Would going there myself solve anything?"

"No. He will agree eventually, but he just likes being disagreeable."

"Long as it's soon. I just want all this over, to be honest."

"So do we all, Dragonborn. I'm aware you've spent time away from Whiterun. Do you intend on remaining for now?"

"I do. I don't see anything taking me away for me more than a night or two. Might pick up some Companion work if there's any available."

"Hopefully this will all be solved sooner rather than later."

Before returning to The Bannered Mare, Marielle stopped at Jorrvaskr, somewhere she hadn't visited in weeks. Heading downstairs, the only person she intended was Kodlak, the old man delighted to see her. Though she was still a Companion, the last contract she had completed had been weeks if not months before, but he assured her that she would always have a place in the ranks. Otherwise, he asked what she had been up to, glossing over who she actually worked for, stating she had found herself adventuring from one end of Skyrim to the other.

It was late afternoon by the time she walked into the tavern, as once Kodlak had popped the cock to some spirit, she couldn't help joining the old man for a couple of drinks, happily sitting back as he regaled her with stories of his youth. There was heartbreak in between, the reason why he had become a Companion, but there was wisdom in his words, and she listened and learned, his words powerful.

Olfina noticed her walk in, her face lighting up with a grin, as Marielle took her usual table in the corner, the tavern not quite busy as it wasn't dark outside just yet. Wandering over, Olfina stood close to her, Marielle running a hand up her leg under her dress, and when she felt no underwear, she smirked and ran her hand to between her legs. "Naughty," Marielle whispered.

"I finish early tonight. I don't want to waste a second otherwise," Olfina whispered.

"I'll have a tankard but nurse it slowly then. Just some bread and cheese too. I'd rather nibble on something else…" Then she groaned. "Ugh, sorry. That was just…"

"I love it. Yes, it's corny, but it's makes me smile or giggle, Marielle." Olfina leaned down to kiss her cheek. "I'll let you know when I'm finished so we can leave. Are we going to yours?"

"No. I have friends staying at mine, as you know."

"Okay, we'll go to mine, then."

She only had to wait a couple of hours. The tavern remained surprisingly quiet, Hulda eventually letting Olfina go for the evening. Soon as she had her apron off, Marielle found herself taken by the hand, straight to her home. From walking through the front door to being naked on her bed must have been two minutes at most, both of them giggling away as they made out. "I think you just want me naked, Olfina."

"I could accuse you of the same thing."

"True, but can you blame me?"

What Marielle wanted more than anything that night was to taste her. And Olfina seemed quite happy to have Marielle with her face between her legs all night. She had teased her lover first, of course. She just loved Olfina's breasts, giving those plenty of attention. She delighted in her other areas of her body. Her legs were just fantastic, Olfina whispering that it came from being on her feet all day, every day.

But it was her pussy Marielle wanted most, savouring the taste, the feel, the scent. She made Olfina orgasm over and over again, delighted by the noises her lover made, the way she begged and pleaded for her to keep going, then did the same later, asking her to stop. She would, leaving soft kisses up her body, and within ten minutes, Olfina would want her again, this time wanting to feel her fingers inside her.

It was likely early morning when they finally stopped, Olfina half asleep but still desperate to have Marielle's face still between her legs. Marielle was sweating herself by now, as even eating out a woman constantly was physical at times, particularly one or two amusing positions they found themselves in.

Finally needing some rest, Marielle found herself cuddled by Olfina as always, her strong Nord woman wrapping arms around her, feeling her hot breath on her neck as they finally relaxed. "Love you," Olfina whispered, and before Marielle could reply, she thought Olfina had already drifted off.

Her mother was pleased to see her again at breakfast, once they had finally woken up and risen from bed, sunlight already streaming through the window. The pair of them had certainly worked up an appetite the previous night, and there were one or two subtle jokes at their expense. After breakfast, the pair headed back to Olfina's bedroom to relax before she headed to work in the early afternoon, and her lover had one thing on her mind, Marielle finding herself slowly undressed and Olfina returning the favour. She loved feeling Olfina's tongue… and then she just stopped thinking about anything, just enjoying the sensations of her tongue and fingers, and all the feelings she experienced.

Escorting Olfina to The Bannered Mare, they parted outside, a last, lingering kiss, whispered words of their love for each other, watching as her lover entered the tavern before she returned to Breezehome. Hearing giggling from upstairs, she walked into her bedroom to find Lydia being fucked by Mjoll and Aela. They noticed her, the trio smiling, though they didn't stop, Marielle taking a seat at the table, simply watching them enjoy each other.

To say Lydia was being fucked hard wouldn't be an understatement, though she knew her relationship with Aela was rock solid, which is why she was never home when she returned. Mjoll looked like she was simply having fun. Marielle must have watched both cum inside Lydia twice before they finally finished.

Making space for her, Marielle stripped off and joined them on the bed, finding herself kissed and caressed, but no sex for now. "So what do we do now?" Mjoll asked.

"Wait for word from Balgruuf about the Stormcloaks. I don't plan on leaving Whiterun until then."

"Guess we'll have to find something to keep ourselves occupied," Aela stated.

"I've got a few ideas," Lydia added.

Marielle laughed. "Look, if we end up fucking each other silly until the day word arrives, I honestly can't think of anything better."

She met the eyes of each other, lighting up with desire. She couldn't help grin. That was exactly what they had on their minds as well.