Becoming a Thane

With my palm radiating a harsh golden light, I felt my magicka turn into something warm and soothing as it washed over my body, healing me back up to my peak.

Kavita and Cana flinched slightly at the light, before getting up behind me, their own palms shining with their magicka.

Cleansing themselves of any outward messes, they started dressing again, providing me with the beautiful sight of two freshly impregnated women putting on their clothes, both of them rolling their eyes as they felt me ogling their flawless white skin.

Buckling on my own leather armor, I smirked over at Cana as she slid beside me, her hand trailing up my chest as she muttered "That was rather pleasant, mortal."

Her uppity tone made me chuckle, and her serious expression cracked quickly, her laughter joining my own.

Grabbing her ass, I nodded, saying "It was pretty good, Cana. Especially when we-"

Coughing gently, Kavita raised her brow as she gestured towards the door, her voice hard as she said "Enough, let's go clean house... I wish to move."

Cana and I nodded, but I made sure to tilt the NIghtstalker's head before kissing her, plunging my tongue into her throat for a moment before releasing her, enjoying the way she pulled me back for another.

We only stopped when Kavita sighed, her ruby eyes flaring as she used her scarlet magicka to drag us apart, before pushing us into the hall.

Laughing again, we walked back towards the long table, where the Vampires lounged, watching as the Fledglings fought amongst themselves for their amusement.

Hearing Kavita return, the Vampires turned back towards the throne, watching as their leader sat down, her expression as cold as ever.

Sitting beside Cana, I glanced at Rayya's tired expression, the Redguard woman sipping on a bottle of wine as Gil slept beside her.

[Pregnant Futa Redguard, 20, Level 25]

Raising a brow at her as I sat down, she shook her head slightly, letting me know she didn't expect it either.

It seems that my Debauchery Skills transfer over to her as well; otherwise, there would be no way she could have gotten pregnant, especially since her only partner since Falkreath to now has been me.

And, of course, Gil.

Interesting...

However, I turned towards Kavita as she tapped her finger on the thrones armrest, silencing the gathered Vampires.

"Pack your things; tonight, we find somewhere new to inhabit. If Falkreath still views this old fort as a threat even after Jeleia gives them the news, then we need to make ourselves scarce..."

Gil raised his head, his tired expression receding as he asked "Where to then? There are fewer and fewer unoccupied areas as of late... especially for a Clan our size."

Kavita nodded, saying "I was thinking of moving into one of the many hidden, ancient outposts the Imperial's left behind in the mountains. Not many know of them anymore, and the Legion doesn't utilize them; not for the last thirty years, anyways."

Getting his answer, Gil grabbed a goblet of blood and sipped, leaning back into his chair.

Using her magic again, Kavita tossed Vighar's head to me, and I stared at the old, withered head of a long dead man.

"Take it, tell them that he was the one inhabiting this fort. His only members were Ashleigh and her brat, so the reports of a Clan were exaggerated if they were made about him. If you want to find us again, use this."

She tossed me another object, this time a black wood... wand.

"Break it when you wish to find us; the blood magic inside will take you to me. Of course, we might find you first..."

Cana grinned at me, and I smiled back at her, before getting up.

Bowing slightly to her, I turned and walked towards the exit, Rayya following behind me.

With that, we stared our journey back to Falkreath, traversing the early dawn of the frost laden forest.

"So..."

Glancing back at my Thrall, I saw her roll her eyes as she patted her stomach, saying "Not what I expected, but oh well. I'll just buy a potion when we return. Unless..?"

Staring at me, she titled her head, likely wondering if I wanted her to birth the child.

"If you don't want it, then don't keep it. You might be my Thrall, but I'll respect your decisions in life. Live how you wish, when you wish. If you ever find yourself pregnant again, and wish to keep the child, do so."

Nodding, she asked "May I have your children?"

Laughing, I shrugged as I glanced at her serious face.

"That all depends. As it stands, I have... 13 children on the way. Two of which I might not ever see; three of which are going to be half vampires. Another will be half giant. I think, for now, I'm more so wanting to see this current batch be born... of course, should I desire to breed you, I will."

Rayya slid beside me, her hand sliding over my cock as she leaned towards my ear, whispering "I'm available for whenever, Mistress... I live to serve you."

Reaching up, I stroked her cheek, chuckling as I whispered "I know Rayya."

The rest of the journey to Falkreath was uneventful, and when we returned I went straight to the Longhouse, where Jarl Siddgeir sat, his eyes lighting up as he saw me.

Walking forwards, I knelt in front of the man, waiting for him to speak.

"Ahem... J-Jeleia, you've returned! Good news, I hope?"

Looking up, I nodded, retrieving Vighar's head and presenting it to him, watching with joy as he flinched at the sight.

"Indeed, my Jarl. The Clan of Vampires that inhabited that old fort has been vanquished, and their leaders head has been retrieved."

"Y-Yes... Helvard!"

Calling for his Housecarl, I watched as the Nord man approached me, taking the head from me without complaint nor disgust.

Staring at it, Helvard frowned for a moment before returning to Siddgeir's side, the young Jarl staring at it with a grimace.

As for Nenya, she approached the two men and glanced at the head before turning towards me, her relieved expression being quickly replaced by her business like attitude.

Holding in a chuckle, I waited for Siddgeir to finish conversing with his Housecarl and Steward, their hushed tones lost amongst the crackling of flames coming from behind me.

"Jeleia... Nenya here suggests you be awarded the Lakeview Manor in recognition for your services to the Hold, and Helvard agrees. Since you have personally displayed heroism and a care for this Hold and its people, I, Jarl Siddgeir, hereby appoint you as a Thane of Falkreath and award you with Lakeview Manor, Rayya as your Housecarl, and an item of your choice from my armory."

Bowing deeply to the man, I caught the narrowed eyes of Helvard and Nenya as they glared at the Jarl, who was staring at me with lust again.

Getting up, he attempted to hide his erection with his lavish cloak, gesturing to his room.

Standing as well, I flicked my hand forwards, watching as Rayya approached the Jarl.

"Sadly, I have a few prior commitments to make, Jarl. However, Rayya and I found that we got along well, and I dare say she's almost like a sister to me; near identical in the most... important of ways. She won't fall either you or me, my Jarl."

He frowned, before his eyes roamed over Rayya's thinner figure.

However, when she leaned forwards and smiled sensually to the man, he nodded, gesturing again to his room.

"Very well, Thane. I wish to speak to you later then..."

Nodding, I watched as Rayya slipped into his room behind him, my Thrall flashing me a lust filled grin as she entered.

Chuckling at her future disappointment, I turned back to Helvard and Nenya, the two frowning slightly as they stared at the door.

"Well, I assume that we need to have a talk?"