Marielle x Lydia

To say the life of Marielle of Wayrest had changed forever was a vast understatement. After returning the Dragonstone to the court wizard and Jarl Balgruuf, she enjoyed a night of rest before finding herself summoned to Dragonsreach again, another urgent message, this time about a dragon in the area.

Heading out towards the Western Watchtower with Irileth and a cohort of city guard, and that's when she faced off with her first dragon. Thankfully, Aela was by her side again, the pair heading up to the ruined tower, bows at the ready. With the guard down below also firing arrows, the dragon continued to swoop down, released sheets of flame in their direction. Screams were heard more than once.

"It must have a real weakness!" Aela cried, "If it breathes fire, it would be the opposite, right?"

"It's better than just firing arrows pointlessly," Marielle retorted, immediately storing her bow and waiting for the dragon to come in for another swoop. When it was in the right position, she fired ice spikes from both hands, hitting straight into the belly of the beast. There was no missing the roar of pain it made, and it immediately struggled to stay in the air.

"One more!" Aela yelled.

"As long as it doesn't fire at us again!"

Arrows continued to fire towards it, most of them missing or doing little damage. But the dragon seemed to only have eyes for Marielle, but that just made her life easier. As soon as it was in range, she summoned all the magic she had and fired more ice spikes in ten seconds than she had in her life. The dragon crashed into the side of the tower and collapsed to the ground, Aela and Marielle sprinting down the stairs, finding the dragon struggling to get up, the remaining guard continuing to pepper its body with arrows.

As soon as the dragon turned to look her way, Marielle unloaded more ice spikes before its face, the beast roaring with pain. Aela then stuck an arrow in each of its eyes, and as the dragon reared up on its back legs, a last sign of defiance, Marielle sent an ice spike straight through its heart, the dragon collapsing dead.

Then something strange happened as she found herself enveloped in some sort of light, and the guards started to call her 'Dragonborn'.

So that's how she ended up in front of all of Whiterun as she was made Thane of Whiterun, but it gave her the chance to lay some roots down somewhere, as in addition to a title, a weapon, plenty of coin, she was also awarded her own little house. And in addition to that, she was also given a housecarl, a gorgeous woman by the name of Lydia.

Lydia had watched the entire ceremony from near the main doors of Dragonsreach. Once the ceremony was complete, she watched her speak with Jarl Balgruuf, who pointed in her direction. The fact her new thane immediately grinned when their eyes met was a good sign.

Marielle of Wayrest, now also known as the Dragonborn, approached her, immediately chatty and friendly. As expected, she had plenty of questions about what a thane was, what a housecarl was, and also asked about the house she had been awarded. Otherwise, her new thane was just friendly. Gorgeous too. Bright red hair, emerald green eyes that simply sparkled, cute freckling over her nose and cheeks. A pair of lips that she was already thinking about kissing. A waif of a woman, rather slim and shorter than she was. Obviously Breton. And when she spoke, Lydia almost felt herself swoon. Her voice was just silk. So soft and polite.

"Do you know where Breezehome is, Lydia?"

"I do as it's been one of my tasks to keep it clean before someone purchased it."

"Oh, good. I don't exactly have a lot of things…"

"The house is furnished, my thane."

"My name is Marielle, Lydia."

"Of course, my thane."

Thankfully, the Dragonborn smiled at her, and with a gesture of the head, they headed out into Whiterun together. The sun was out, giving the land some much needed warmth, though whenever the wind came from the north, it was bitterly, even on the sunniest of days. Breezehome was on the main street leading from the gate to the market, buildings surrounding it, including the tavern, apothecary, and the general goods store.

Breezehome wasn't that large, with a living and dining room downstairs, and a smaller room at the back, with the main bedroom upstairs, and a smaller room for Lydia. Marielle seemed to take one look at it and shake her head. "That surely can't be big enough for you, Lydia."

"I had a bed in a room that I shared with half a dozen others at Dragonsreach, my thane. Trust me, having my own little room is an upgrade."

"Are you sure?"

"I don't plan on spending much time in here anyway. I will be busy ensuring you are comfortable."

"I don't need you waiting on me hand and foot, Lydia."

"I am here to serve, my thane."

Marielle returned another simple grin before turning, Lydia unable to resist running her eyes down to her arse. She wore simple leather armour that seemed to fit her like… well, let's just say it showed off certain important features of her body. Slim but with those curves all women had. Lydia closed her eyes and took a deep breath, trying to stop any stirring in her loins. She didn't particularly want that discussion not long after they'd been introduced.

At least her thane was happy with her own bedroom, dropping her single small bag on the bed before she turned to look at her. "So… I'm sure you have some questions."

"I'd be lying if I said I didn't."

"Why don't we head to the tavern tonight for dinner and drinks? We can talk and get to know one another."

That was a good idea, so after the pair settled in, which meant Marielle relaxed back on her bed while Lydia got the house in some sort of working order. When the sun disappeared, the pair headed up towards The Bannered Mare, needing their fur coats just for the short walk as the temperature had plummeted rather quickly.

Finding a spare table, they were served quickly, tankards arriving first before plates of food a few minutes later, eating and drinking in relative silence before sitting back, nursing a second tankard, the singing thankfully not too loud. Lydia asked plenty of questions of the Dragonborn, and she was honest about her life.

"I was born in High Rock. Perhaps not obviously…"

"The accent does suggest you're not a local, my thane." She heard Marielle sigh. "Do you prefer Marielle or Mary?"

"Marielle. Never liked having my named shortened."

"Okay, in private, I'll call you Marielle. When we're in company…"

"I understand that much, Lydia. Thank you. Anyway, born and raised in High Rock. Parents were simple folk. Father a farmer, mother a seamstress. Lived no more than a couple of miles from the capital. I had four older brothers, I'm the youngest and only girl. So I guess it's no surprise I ended up following their example, picking up a sword rather than a doll. Well, a bow anyway…"

"I understand you escaped Helgen?"

"Yeah, bad bit of business. Here's the story. Despite appearances, I'm not actually thief. I'm just rather good at my job, which is… well, I guess adventurer is the best title I can think of. I'm not a bandit, I don't rob people, and only kill those who deserve it."

"I understand you have joined the Companions?"

"Not officially. I understand there is some sort of ceremony but I haven't gone through it yet."

"How does it feel being Dragonborn?"

"Between you and me, I'm absolutely fucking terrified, Lydia." The honesty made her smile, and she was left thinking Marielle sighed with relief. "So, I'm good with a bow and I'm fairly adept at a few spells. I've been in a fair few scraps and have some scars to prove it. I know I can't take on warriors, and I generally mean men, bigger than myself unless they're completely untrained morons. I pick my battles carefully. The idea of fighting dragons, what happened at the watchtower notwithstanding? I'm going to need a lot of help."

"Well, that's what I'm here for, Marielle."

"I'm sure we're going to be kept busy regardless. Skyrim is a mess in more ways than one. I was heading over the border as I knew this was full of crypts and temples that an adventurer like me could explore. Next thing I know, they're accusing me of being a Stormcloak despite the fact I'm not a Nord."

"There are a few Bretons and Imperials within their ranks. Many empathise with the reason of the rebellion regarding Talos worship."

"What do you think about it, Lydia? The whole rebellion?"

"Skyrim is stronger as part of the Empire. Despite its problems, if we take ourselves out of the Empire, the Thalmor are going to lick their lips. Their fingers are everywhere."

"More than just a pretty face, Lydia. A rather astute viewpoint."

Lydia simply smiled at the compliment. She could have returned something similar but hesitated. There was no doubting Marielle was attractive but… Lydia had to be sure there was an attraction before she unveiled her secret. If they liked each other, it wouldn't be a problem. Lydia had certainly enjoyed plenty of partners during her life, a variety of women and futanari like herself. She was already thinking Marielle had her figured out, but would cross that bridge when required.

The pair ate some hearty food, enjoyed a few tankards, and spent a couple of hours just getting to know each other. Marielle did let slip that she hadn't exactly been without company since arriving in Whiterun, though Lydia didn't feel it necessary to pry just yet, though was left with the inkling that she'd slept with Aela. Lydia didn't blame her, as she'd slept with Aela too, and it had been perhaps the best fuck she'd ever had. Aela the Huntress was sex on legs and, once the face paint was removed, drop dead gorgeous. Women, men and futanari all wanted her, perhaps the most desirable person in Whiterun, if not all of Skyrim.

It was soon clear the drink was going to Marielle's head. Considering her size, no surprise she couldn't handle as many as herself. Hitting the cold air seemed to almost knock her out, Lydia wrapping an arm around her waist, helping her home. Leaning into her, Lydia was sure there was already a spark, but all she did upon getting home was help Marielle up to her bed, not contemplating even helping her undress, worried she'd give into temptation too quickly, and headed back to her own room.

Closing the door, she stripped off until she was naked, releasing her achingly hard cock. Lying back on her bed, she took the bottle of oil from her bedside table, and after lubing up her cock, wasted no time pumping it, eager to cum a couple of times before drifting off to sleep. As she did, her thoughts were only of the gorgeous Breton women in the other room, before she thought of fun times with Aela. The 'Huntress', as she was known, had an even bigger cock than herself, nine inches and thick, and she had loved fucking Lydia as much as Lydia had loved fucking her. Thinking of that caused Lydia to blast hot cum all over herself, moaning rather loudly, and not stopping as she wanted to cum again at least once more.

Thankfully, Marielle must have already been asleep, as she didn't come knocking on the door, wondering what the noise was, and Lydia came again a second time a little later, arching herself so she could feel cum land on her face, which always made her giggle, resting back down, releasing her cock which rested against her, cleaning off her cum soaked fingers with her mouth.

"Fucking needed that," she muttered, "If Marielle isn't interested, I'll definitely need to go fuck someone else eventually." She paused before adding, "But I think she loves futa cock."

Marielle woke with a hangover the next morning, so the day wasn't a waste, but spent in relaxation, and Lydia didn't miss the subtle flirting already taking place. The only reason Lydia wouldn't give in too early was the fact she was her thane. Every potential housecarl was warned about physical relationships with those who they served, basically told, if it happened, that there were still expectations, and even if it ended, they would be required to continue to fulfil their duties. The position was for life unless the thane themselves requested a change.

The next day, they were on their way first to Ivarstead, and then climbing the seven thousand steps leading up to High Hrothgar. Stopping in the Vilemyr Inn, Marielle booked a room for them each, but the lingering gaze she gave suggested she was already thinking. Lydia took the offered key and headed to her own room. She took care of herself again that night, this time only thinking about the woman in the room next door, watching her hand pump her cock and imagining it was Marielle riding her instead.

The Greybeards were actually kindly old men who immediately took Marielle under their wing, Arngeir being the only one who could speak to both of them. After proving she was Dragonborn, there were a couple of trials during the day before she was sent to locate a horn of Jurgen Windcaller. After a night at High Hrothgar, they returned straight to Ivarstead, another night in the inn there, then agreeing a return to Whiterun before they headed off to Ustengrav.

After dumping their stuff at Breezehome, Marielle suggested they head to the bath house for a wash and sauna. Every major city in Skyrim had a bath house where citizens could wash, sit in a steam room, and relax in a cold pool. It was always an invigorating experience. "Ah, already finding appreciation for some of our traditions," Lydia replied with humour.

"I like to get a good sweat on then enjoy a nice clean."

"A good sweat, eh?"

Marielle blushed slightly as they were both now insinuating their attraction and desire for each other constantly, it was simply a case of who would make the first move. They were the only people in the bath house upon walking in. Wanting to relax before washing, it was the first time Lydia would be naked in front of Marielle. It wasn't that she was embarrassed. She still hadn't told her, but there was no hiding it now. Marielle was already naked in front of her, a pair of rather small breasts, a dark patch of red hair over her pussy, rather pale, a few scars… but absolutely beautiful.

"I usually keep it nice and bald but I haven't had time lately," she stated. Lydia definitely licked her lips as it was obvious Marielle was already rather excited.

Taking a deep breath, Lydia shook off everything except her underwear before she turned towards Marielle. "Um… Marielle…" She didn't quite know how to put it, so she removed her bra first, Marielle giggling, perhaps thinking it was all just a game. Lydia definitely had larger breasts than her thane. She'd received plenty of compliments about her 'fucking fantastic rack'. Most of her lovers had shown them plenty of attention as she'd fucked them. Then she lowered her panties, keeping her cock tucked until she stood up then released it. Lydia was achingly hard. She generally was around Marielle nowadays, always managing to keep it hidden under her skirt.

"Do you want to fuck me right now, Lydia?"

"By the Nine, yes," she replied adamantly. No point denying it.

Marielle took a couple of steps towards her, stood up on her toes, as Lydia was a couple of inches taller, and kissed her. A light kiss on the lips, Lydia immediately meeting it, pulling the other woman close, and that just caused her cock to harden even more if possible, pressing into Marielle, who giggled when it did. "You have a beautiful cock, Lydia," she whispered upon leaning back, "But I understand it can be difficult to share sometimes."

"Have you heard me… you know, masturbating?"

"I have, but that's your private business. I'm not going to ask questions about it. I masturbate too." Taking her hand, she led her towards the steam room, Lydia unable to take her eyes off her very pert arse. Marielle turned her head back and smiled. "I'm glad you approve of it."

"You're gorgeous. I mean, you really are."

"That cock is something else. My mouth is already salivating."

"Okay, I know I'm either going to have to praise Talos or Dibella in a minute."

Taking a seat, Marielle made sure the temperature in the enclosed space was high enough to cause a sweat, the pair sitting close to each other, Lydia's cock sitting against her stomach. When she felt a soft hand brush against it, she turned towards her thane, her looking between her eyes and her cock. "Would I be correct in assuming there's been an attraction pretty much from the first day?"

"Aye."

"So if we were to make this relationship physical, it would be what we both wanted?"

"Definitely."

"Okay."

Marielle leaned over, taking her cock in her right hand, giving it a gentle stroke as Lydia leaned down to kiss her again. Soon, her tongue was in her mouth as her hand was soon stroking her cock, Lydia almost growling into her mouth. Breaking the kiss, Marielle wasted no time leaning over and running her tongue up and down her shaft, Lydia leaning back and groaning, feeling Marielle's hot breath as she opened her mouth and swallowed some of her length.

"Marielle," she whispered, "Thought about this nearly every night since we walked into Breezehome."

Marielle didn't reply, her head slowly bobbing up and down, definitely going to enjoy the first blowjob from what she could see. Running her fingers through her shoulder length hair, she then ran her fingers gently down her back, Marielle eventually positioning herself on her knees, almost curling into a ball, looking rather small and delicate. It allowed Lydia to caress her arse, Marielle shuffling enough that she could eventually feel her rather wet pussy.

"Oh, someone excited sucking my cock?" she teased.

"Mmmmhmmm," Marielle replied, not stopping her blowjob.

"Good thing I love eating pussy. Definitely thought about going down on you. Make me cum and I'll return the favour."

Marielle definitely made an approving sound, Lydia moving her fingers to her mouth to taste her before running her fingers through her hair again, Marielle eventually moving so she was on her knees between her legs so she could look up at her. Lydia had thought her eyes gorgeous since that first meeting, but in that moment, with her cock down her mouth, they were absolutely stunning.

"I'm going to cum," she moaned, unsure if Marielle would want to take a mouthful. Futanari cum generally tasted superior to that of men, but even then, some women preferred not to. But she smiled as it was clear Marielle wasn't going to stop, keeping a gentle hand on the back of her head as she felt the impending climax.

"Oh fuck," she groaned, feeling the first surge of cum fire from her cock. Marielle was obviously ready for it, ensuring she didn't spill a drop as Lydia felt her cock throb again and again, unloading into her mouth, Marielle definitely swallowing it down. Just that thought alone was going to keep her rock hard. When she had nothing left, Marielle kept blowing her until she finally removed her mouth, running her tongue all over her cock before kissing up her body, sucking at her breasts before Lydia just had to lean down and kiss her.

"Loved the taste of your cum," Marielle breathed, kissing her hard again.

Lydia needed to repay the favour and quickly. Resting her back on the ground, Marielle spread her legs, showing that she was already soaking wet. "Thought I was going to orgasm while blowing you I was so turned on," she stated with a giggle, "While I want you to eat me out first, I'm already thinking about how wonderful it's going to be when you fuck me."

"You are just too much, Marielle," Lydia stated with a chuckle.

She teased her, of course, running her mouth and tongue over her body, giving her small breasts plenty of attention, enough that she thought the woman was almost going to cry, hearing her whisper how most lovers generally ignored them because they were small. Lydia reassured her they were perfect, which did cause her to get a little choked up. To be honest, Marielle was just gorgeous. Fantastic legs. Beautiful body. Even her small hands were damned cute.

But when it came to eating her out, Lydia knew she would happily do it every day going forward. The woman just had a pussy that tasted wonderful, and obviously completely turned on, as her first orgasm barely took a couple of minutes. She begged her to keep going though, Lydia settling to keep going for as long as she wanted, eventually sliding a couple of fingers in as well, finding that special spot every woman had, making her next orgasm even more intense. When she cried out during that one, she did wonder if someone would come investigate, though if they were smart, would assume people were fucking and give them privacy.

"Fuck me," Marielle breathed, "I want you right now."

Lydia didn't need a second invitation, kissing up her body. Feeling her cock press against her, she took her time sliding inside her, the smile appearing on Marielle's face one of complete and utter joy and satisfaction. She buried herself completely, a little surprised she could immediately take her entire length. She was incredibly tight, her pussy red hot and willing, and Lydia knew she was going to enjoy fucking her then, later, tomorrow, next week, month, year, if that's what happened.

"By Talos, you feel wonderful," Lydia murmured as she began her gentle thrusts into the woman who was still her Thane. Then she stopped and met her eyes. "Definitely not your first futanari, right?"

"I'll tell you afterwards. Right now, I just want you to fuck me Lydia. I haven't had a cock in me for a few days now."

Marielle just spread her legs as Lydia started to pump her, Lydia enjoying her crying out, urging her on to fuck her. Lydia could barely string a few words together after a few minutes, watching her face as she released a few light groans, doing all she could to hold back her orgasm. "Fuck," she finally managed to groan, feeling Marielle position herself so a hand was grabbing her arse.

"Fuck me, Lydia," Marielle growled, "Just fuck me."

Lydia kissed her hard, fucking her even harder. Marielle moaned into her mouth, feeling her fingers slide up and dig into her back. She had to break the kiss and groan loudly as she felt the first surge of cum fire from her cock, Marielle grabbing her hair and kissing her hard again, Lydia pumping into her with each spurt she released. When she finally felt empty, her cock finally stopped throbbing inside her, she relaxed on top of Marielle as she felt her legs wrap around her.

"You'll stay hard and I love it when a cock just sits in my pussy," Marielle stated with humour. Then she looked around and noticed they were still in the steam room. "And I was just fucked rather publicly. Good thing no-one walked in."

"Or they heard us fucking and headed somewhere else."

"At least we worked up a good sweat, Lydia. Excuse to now go sit in the pool for a few minutes."

Lydia was left thinking they would both have loved to just keep fucking, but she eventually pulled out, helping Marielle to her feet, giggling she could feel her cum leaking out, as they headed to the pool. There were a few people around, Lydia recognising them all. No-one blinked an eye about the fact she walked along with a stiff cock. There were at least a dozen futanari in Whiterun she knew.

As soon as they sat down, the gentle joking began as they definitely hadn't been quiet. Thankfully, while a little embarrassed, Marielle was in good humour, while Lydia simply didn't care. The bath house was a little notorious for sexual shenanigans, though it was preferred such things were kept in private, but the usual reaction was just joking about it when it happened.

After washing themselves down, they dressed and headed back to Breezehome, Lydia cooking a meal before they sat back and relaxed. Then they had another question and answer session, Lydia asking who Marielle had been with since arriving, no surprise to hear she'd slept with Aela, while Lydia knew Camilla Valerius as she visited Whiterun from time to time. Lydia had no problem sharing many of her secrets. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner," she admitted.

"No apologies necessary, Lydia. At least I know you can fuck me whenever we both desire. But would I be right in saying that this will only ever be fun?"

"Ah, so I guess you had the talk with Aela when she fucked you the first time?"

"I actually agree with her viewpoint. I love to be fucked, Lydia, but I also enjoy pussy, so I like a variety of futanari and women. And I know I won't always be here to satisfy whatever urges you may have, and though the thought of you masturbating is a complete turn on, I know you would certainly love to fuck others."

"All of that is true, Marielle. But while we're both here, while we would like to have fun together, we can both admit we'd like to fuck others."

"Good." Marielle paused. "Want to head up to my room and fuck me for a few hours?"

"By Talos, you have some great ideas, my thane." She stood up and grabbed her hand. "Though I want a blowjob first."

"If you eat my pussy at the same time."

Lydia did just that as soon as they tumbled into her bed, and once she'd made her orgasm, and Marielle had eagerly swallowed down more mouthfuls of her cum, Lydia did exactly what her thane wanted. Fucked her for hours. Marielle on her back. Marielle on her knees. Marielle riding her cock. Marielle on her side with Lydia pumping into her from behind. Marielle with back against the wall, Lydia strong enough to hold her up, legs tight around her waist. Marielle bent over a table, Lydia giving her arse a good slap, teasing her tight little arsehole, Marielle murmuring she'd love to have her arse fucked later. And the night ended with her thane on her knees, Lydia gripping the back of her head, almost fucking her mouth, leaving a copious amount of cum all over her face.

Once there was the usual clean up, Marielle then snuggled back into her, Lydia holding her close, and she knew that they would definitely be fucking a lot in the future.