Jarl's Longhouse

Opening the door to the Jarl's Longhouse, I nodded to the two Guards that flanked the door and entered, the large fire in the center warming the room.

The Longhouse was the same as before; a large hall with two wings, which were identical.

A large room on the ground floor, while stairs led up to a small bedroom, which was used usually by the Housecarl and Steward.

Speaking of, I nodded to Nenya, who was sitting at one of the tables, a bowl in front of her.

[Female Altmer, 103, Level 42]

She stared at me, her emerald green eyes narrowed as I walked around the flames, towards the Jarl.

[Male Nord, 24, Level 24]

Standing beside Jarl Siddgeir was his Housecarl, Helvard.

[Male Nord, 26, Level 25]

The two men were talking quietly, Jarl Siddgeir reading a small note before sighing.

Approaching, I knelt before the young Jarl, who glanced down at me for a moment before returning to his letter.

However, a moment later his gaze returned, and I chuckled inwardly at the lust that sprung to his eyes.

"Ahem... and uh... Who might you be?"

His voice was slightly raspy, but it was rather pleasant to hear.

Looking up at him, I nodded as I said "My name is Jeleia, Jarl."

Nodding, he licked his lips before asking "What brings you to my Longhouse, Jeleia?"

Still kneeling, I replied "I wish to become one of your Thanes, Jarl Siddgeir."

Glancing over at Helvard, Jarl Siddgeir tilted his head before asking "May I ask why?"

"I wish to eventually purchase land in the Falkreath Hold, and I need to be a Thane to do so."

Folding the letter, he nodded, his gaze still on my kneeling figure.

"Well... would you be interested in talking more... in private?"

Glancing up at him, I saw him gesture towards his room, to which I nodded.

Standing up, the man swiftly turned, hiding the bulge that sprung in his dark green pants.

Getting up, I followed behind the man, a small smirk on my lips.

Entering, he approached his table and sat down, gesturing to the free seat beside him.

Giving him a small bow, I sat down, staring at him.

"So why would you like land inside this Hold?"

His eyes were slightly serious, but the lust inside them was more prevalent.

"I wish to build myself a home to eventually house my family in."

Mild disappointment flickered in his eyes, only to be replaced by significantly more lust as I leaned forwards, sensually whispering "I don't have one as of yet... so don't despair, Jarl..."

The man licked his lips again, and I glanced down at the large bulge, licking my own lips.

"Well then... would you like to come to an... agreement, Jeleia?"

Nodding, I listened to him as he continued.

"In order to be Thane, you need to be recognized by the people; as such, you would need to do something for them. And currently, the largest problem we have... is this."

Sliding the letter to me, the man watched as I opened it, reading it over.

"A large group of Vampires have occupied an old fort on the Southern Mountains; the damn bloodsuckers are interfering with trade between us, Markarth, and Cyrodil. There isn't a need to panic yet, but should this continue, Falkreath will be faced with an economical crisis. As such, this could be counted as a... rather large contribution to the people."

I nodded, before he continued.

"Of course, another part of being a Thane is doing something... for me. Would you be interested in doing something for me, Jeleia?"

Seeing him staring at my breasts, I grinned as I said "Of course, my Jarl. If I'm to be Thane, my body is yours to use as you see fit~!"

That made the man grin, and he gestured to the large bed.

"Good! Well then, would you like to start?"

Getting up, I nodded to him before slowly stripping off my armor, placing it on the chair.

Revealing my modest breasts, wide hips, and juicy ass to him, I walked over to him as he got up.

Gently trailing my hands over his body, I whispered "Let this lowly one assist you, Jarl..."

Hearing him gulp, I smiled at him before moaning into his ear as his hand fell onto my ass.

Gently tracing the outline of his cock, I then slowly undid the belt that held up his pants, before letting them fall to the ground.

Then I removed his shirt, before trailing my hands over his abs, leaning my body into his.

"Shall we begin, my Jarl? This lowly one is prepared to service you as much as you require..."

He nodded, walking over to his bed.

Sitting down, he spread his legs and watched as I fell to my knees before him, letting his cock rest on my cheek.

He was neither large nor small, with his length reaching somewhere in the sixes.

Burying my nose into his well trimmed bush, I inhaled his musky scent, before letting my tongue glide up to the tip of his cock.

Jarl Siddgeir leaned back, his eyes narrowed as I started sucking gently on his tip, rolling it around with my tongue.

Reaching forwards, I grabbed his balls and started rolling them around softly, making him let out a groan.

I methodically, and slowly, sucked on his dick, enjoying the salty taste that permeated my tongue as the stimulation had his pre cum flowing.

Eventually, I slid his cock deep into my throat, swallowing it whole.

Using my tongue, I stroked the shaft, while the tip was getting massaged by my throat.

After that methodical stimulation, Jarl Siddgeir grunted, his hands on my head as he kept my face deep in his crotch.

Spraying a thick load into my stomach, he panted before releasing me, only to widen his eyes as I showed him the large amount of semen still in my mouth.

Rolling it around with my tongue, I eventually gulped it down, revealing a clean tongue to the man.

"Did this lowly one pleasure you well, my Jarl?"

Hearing my subservient tone, Jarl Siddgeir gulped before nodding.

"Y-Yes... you did."

Licking his lips, he stared at me before saying "Well, what are you waiting for? Get on my bed, whore!"

Holding in a chuckle at his shaky tone, I swiftly rose to my feet and climbed onto his bed, remaining on my hands and knees.

Shaking my ass at him, I said "This lowly bitch is ready for your superior cock, my Jarl. This bitch is ready for you to unleash your cum deep into her womb..."

He shivered at my words, before moving to kneel behind me.

Laying a hand on my ass, he squeezed and pulled at my large cheek, making me moan.

Slipping his other hand onto my cunt, he slid a finger into my wet snatch and started poking around.

His fingers were inexperienced, but that was arousing in it's own right; when he reached the correct spots, I gave him a show by moaning loudly, making sure to tremble slightly.

Eventually, his insistent prodding of my sensitive spots drove me to a mild orgasm, and I shivered as my cunt clamped onto his fingers.

"P-Please Jarl~ S-Shove your thick cock into this whore's needy pussy~! Spray your semen into her parched womb~! F-Fuck me, please~!"

Shaking my ass at him, I moaned with need as he stared at me, his cock throbbing.

Watching as my cheeks rippled with each movement, he eventually slammed his hand into one of them, making me yelp.

"S-Stop making light of me, you whore! I'm your Jarl, damnit! Show some respect!"

Cringing slightly inside, I kept up my act, giving him a tearful nod and stopping my movements.

Grabbing my waist, he slid behind me and stared down at me, before groaning as I arched my back perfectly, making my already large ass appear even more shapely.

I moaned as he slipped his cock inside me, and I held in the urge to laugh as a notification popped up.

[Jarl Siddgeir has fallen in love with your pussy! He will be more likely to do what you ask if you promise him sex!]

Feeling him grunt behind me, I pushed back into his hips, moaning loudly.

His cock throbbed hard inside me, and I remained facing forwards, lest the wide grin on my face be seen.

Reaffirming his grasp on my waist, he started slamming himself forwards, his thighs slapping into my ass with loud smacks.

He was grunting with every thrust, and I tightened my cunt up as much as I could.

Feeling his cock fall just short of my cervix, I resigned myself to mediocre sex, finding solace in the minor agony of his balls slapping against mine and the occasional spank.

Which, the man gave me a lot of; he was more like a dog with how he humped my ass, his balls swinging forwards constantly.

Moaning loudly under him, I glanced back to see his gritted teeth.

"I-Is this l-lowly whore's pussy p-pleasuring her Jarl~?"

Grunting again, he blinked a few times before slamming his hand into my ass, making me moan again.

"Damnit, yes! F-Fuck~! Get p-pregnant, you bitch~! Accept my superior seed!"

Burying himself inside me, he released two thick ropes of semen before pulling out, his body slick with sweat.

Grabbing my ass, he spread my cheeks apart and watched as his cum dribbled out, a smirk on his lips.

[Jarl Siddgeir's semen failed to penetrate your ovum]

[Jarl Siddgeir is enamored with your pussy, and will do anything to creampie you again!]

Panting exaggeratedly, I glanced back at the Jarl and moaned "T-Thank you for b-blessing this inferior bitch with your s-seed, my Jarl~! M-My pussy is y-yours to fill, s-should you want to go a-again~!"

Watching as his flaccid cock reared back up, I could only moan again as he reentered me, swinging his hips forwards like a boy in heat.