Marielle x Aela the Huntress

Marielle knew Skyrim had plenty of surprises in store for her when crossing the border. Finding herself arrested crossing said border had been a surprise. Meeting Camilla the same day as she'd escaped the headman's axe had been a far more delightful surprise. But she had no idea that giants actually existed.

A small group of warriors were fighting the giant. Its massive hands looked capable of taking off a limb or a head. It lumbered about otherwise, but each step seemed to reverberate, Marielle fairly sure the ground was shaking as she approached the warriors. She wasn't one herself, having rid herself of the sword and shield picked up originally in Helgen, now armed with bow and arrows, while she was also rather adept at magic.

The warriors were handling the giants with what looked like relative ease, but she still took out her bow and fired a couple of arrows, earning a couple of glances her way. The giant was losing a lot of blood, and once it collapsed to one knee, a warrior armed with an enormous great-sword stepped forward and took its head in one good swing.

As most of the others gathered around the body, she was approached by a red haired woman, dressed in leather armour, her face streaked with paint. The finest pair of legs she'd seen on a woman. Marielle thought she was absolutely gorgeous.

"You handle yourself well," the warrior woman stated.

"Thanks. You're certainly good with a bow."

She introduced herself as Aela and called herself a Companion. Marielle had no idea what a Companion was but it was easy to assume it was an order of warriors, likely comparable to the Fighter's Guild. Asking where she was heading, Marielle told her Whiterun as she needed to speak with the local lord. Aela offered to escort her the rest of the way.

Aela proved rather pleasant company during the short walk, asking a few questions, Marielle asking a few of her own. The guards at the gates leading into the city were suspicious of her, but her new friends told them to back off. They did so immediately, the gates opened, Marielle walking into a peaceful city.

"Jarl Balgruuf is up in Dragonsreach," Aela explained as they waked through the market and up the stairs. "The Companions make their home in Jorrvaskr. Once you're done, you should come and visit us. Does working with the Companions interest you?"

Marielle wasn't subtle looking Aela up and down, and she knew it. "Well, it certainly does now."

Aela grinned, wished her good luck, and headed up the stairs towards the hall, alongside her shield-brother and sister, Farkas and Ria. Marielle watched her go, Aela turning back just before entering the door, their eyes meeting a final time. The attraction, at least from Marielle to her, was immediate. And she had a feeling she might be seeing Aela again rather quickly.

Heading up to Dragonsreach provided a spectacular view of the city below. The guards by the door asked her business, and as she had news about dragons, they allowed her in immediately. She was then stopped by a Dunmer, who had no problem wielding a blade in her direction. Explaining herself again, the jarl himself beckoned her forward.

Naturally, he immediately worried about his city and his people, sending a small cohort of soldiers to Riverwood, and also started preparing defences for his city, though Marielle suggested there had been no sign of any dragon since Helgen. As for her, the jarl thanked her for coming so quickly and he offered to pay her. Considering she had no coin on her, she was grateful when handed a small pouch, making sure not to check it until she was walking out.

"What do you plan to do now?" Balgruuf asked.

"I'm not sure, my lord."

"What brought you to Skyrim? You are obviously not a native. Breton, correct?"

"Yes, my lord. As to what brought me here, the easiest way to put it is fortune and glory. I'm aware this land is full of places an adventurer like myself can search for all sorts of trinkets, jewels, artefacts."

"Unlike some of my fellow jarls, I recognise talent when I see it, and considering you've managed to survive a dragon attack, whether through luck or skill, and then being proactive in coming with news, I'd like to ask you to remain in the city for the time being as I might be able to use your services again. I guarantee you'll be well paid for your efforts."

"Of course, my lord."

With a bag full of coin, she headed back out into the city and straight for the markets. Having lost all her possessions before being transports to Helgen, she needed to buy a few necessities. A backpack, a fur coat to keep her warm, as Skyrim was cooler than High Rock. A dagger, as although she preferred bow or magic, sometimes you needed to stab to defend yourself.

Realising she needed a bed for the night, she headed into The Bannered Mare, walking to the counter and asking if there was a room available. Thankfully there was and she could at last dump her new purchases in there, lock the door, and head back out into Whiterun to explore. The city had a large temple, a bath house and sauna, another tavern called The Drunken Huntsmen, a few shops and plenty of houses.

Heading back to the tavern as night started to fall, she took a table for herself, ordered some food and a tankard of mead, relaxing as the bard sang a few tunes, many about life in Skyrim, but one or two were about the civil war that had infected the land. As she relaxed, her eyes certainly took in the clientele. Avoiding the men, as usual. She'd had plenty of male friends back in High Rock, but had never been attracted to them, knowing from an early age she was attracted to women. Once she learned about futanari, she was attracted to them too.

There were a dozen women in the tavern when it was busy, and she knew half would have been futanari. She picked three for certain, as they simply had a different personality to women. More confident. Cocksure. Even arrogant. Both men and women wanted them, which is why they could walk around, thinking they were a gift from the Divines. But, in the end, she went to bed alone that evening. The gorgeous Redguard waitress, Saadia, was friendly, but obviously just doing her job, though their eyes lingered on each other for more than a few seconds each time she placed a fresh tankard on the table. But Marielle never assumed anything with a serving girl.

One thing she hated was boredom. There were two options in her mind. One was to purchase one or two maps of the surrounding region and go exploring. The second option was to walk into Jorrvaskr and talk to someone about becoming a Companion. At least it would be regular work and she'd make regular coin, perhaps enough to settle down for a little while. She'd sold everything she couldn't carry when leaving High Rock, so putting down roots somewhere would give peace of mind.

After breakfast, she slotted her bow into her quiver of arrows, looping it around her body, sheathed her dagger by her hip, and headed out into the cool morning air. The market was already doing a roaring trade, as it was obvious farmers from around the Hold journeyed in to buy essentials. Heading up the stairs to Jorrvaskr, she walked into the hall to find two Companions involved in a fist fight. Shaking her head in disbelief, though thinking perhaps it was only sparring rather than an actual brawl, she headed downstairs as directed, eventually meeting the Harbinger of the Companions, Kodlak Whitemane.

After the usual meet and greet, he seemed ready to accept her though wanted to put her through a test. Seeming to realise she wouldn't wield a shield and sword, he suggested they test her skill with a bow instead. Aela was summoned, and she could see the smile being suppressed when Kodlak asked Aela to put her through a few tests. Aela stated she would be delighted.

Heading outside, Aela set up a couple of targets, Marielle taking out her bow, checking the string, before Aela asked her to take a stance. Once in position, Aela moved behind her, Marielle unable to stop the gasp when she felt the slightly taller woman press her body against her. "Good," she stated in a soft voice, "You're trained, at least."

Marielle needed to take a gulp of fresh air before trusting her voice. "I like to think I have talent, but I can always get better."

Aela ran hands down from her shoulders to her hands, hands softer than she imagined. "Remember the important rule, Marielle. Always stay relaxed. The only tension required is in the string as you pull back. If you're tight, the arrow won't fly where intended." Her hot breath was on her neck. Marielle could already feel a dampness between her legs. Women like Aela always turned her on far too quickly.

"Aela," she breathed.

The chuckle sent a shiver up her spine. "Are you going to fire the arrow or not?"

She did. Bullseye, straight away. Divines only knew how she's managed it as her only thoughts were of the women behind her doing all manner of things to her body. Aela took an arrow from her quiver and offered it, Marielle's hand shaking as she placed it and drew back the string. Aela pressed into her harder, and that's when Marielle felt it.

"Oh Divines," she murmured.

"Do you like the feeling of that, Marielle?"

"More than anything," she whispered.

"I thought you might. So you find me attractive?"

"As I just said…"

"You are definitely cute. Breton, yes?" Marielle nodded. "Don't get the opportunity with too many of your kind around here." Aela ran her hands to the front of her body, running then up over her stomach towards her breasts, before she ran them back down towards the top of her legs. "You have a tight little body on you. I think you'd make a worthy addition to our cause. But you should probably fire the arrow."

She managed another arrow… then she moaned as she felt Aela's lips gently touched her neck. "Aela," she moaned softly, earning another light chuckle.

Aela continued to tease her as she ended up firing a dozen arrows, all of them on target, half hitting the bullseye. By the time she was done, Marielle could feel her panties were practically dripping wet, turning around once she'd stored her bow, stepping towards Aela. She put a finger to her lips. "I'll show you to your quarters for now, Marielle, but I have a feeling…"

"I want you," Marielle stated bluntly. She didn't beat around the bush. If you didn't ask, or you didn't say what you wanted, you'd never get it.

Aela leaned down and laid a soft kiss on her lips. It was only brief but Marielle practically melted into the ground. When she leaned back and met her eyes, there was a desire returned that almost had her begging Aela just take her there and then. And she recognised that, another soft chuckle released. "Well, I certainly do enjoy when a woman looks at me like you're doing now." Taking her by the hand, she added, "Come on, I'll show you inside." She paused, adding, "Well, actually, give it a few minutes. Can't have you heading inside rosy cheeks, sweating slightly, and so obviously turned on."

After meeting her fellow Companions, Aela escorted her to her own room, shutting and locking the door, sitting back on a chair, spreading her legs rather provocatively. She gestured and Marielle sat on her knees on the floor between them, Aela leaning forward and stroking her cheek. "Well, you are damned cute, Marielle."

"Thanks," she replied softly.

"I'm just as interested, but I need to lay down a couple of ground rules. I do this with any potential lover. If you agree to them, then we can have fun. If not, then nothing will happen. It will prevent you being hurt. Okay?" Marielle nodded. "Okay, first thing. I don't do committed relationships. I love to fuck, Marielle. Men, women and futanari. So if you want me, you have to accept you won't be the only one."

"That's fine. I just love sex as well, Aela."

"Good. Second thing. If I get even the faintest whiff of jealousy, I will end anything going on between us. I won't tolerate that crap."

"I go into this eyes open, Aela."

"Good. Take off my panties." Running her hands up her firm legs, Aela lifted her arse up as she grabbed the band of her panties and dragged them down and off. Lifting her skirt revealed Aela's long and thick cock, feeling her mouth water in anticipation. "You like the look of it?"

"It's beautiful."

"You remember meeting Ria?" Marielle nodded. "She's been complaining half the morning about her pussy being sore. As I said, I love to fuck, and if you want, I will fuck you hard all night. Ria wanted it, Ria got it. She'll be knocking on my door tonight, wanting it again. If not her, then there's a list of people who love me to fuck them."

"Even men?"

That made Aela laugh. "I love having them on their knees like you are now, hearing them beg to suck my cock before I rut with them on the floor."

"Oh my…"

Aela leaned forward, a finger under her chin, meeting her eyes. "I don't do that with everyone. If you want something… tender, I can do that too. Some just love it when I slide my cock inside them and remain gentle. There are lovers I have who want and deserve that treatment." Aela leaned back, reaching over to the table and handing her a bottle. "You may stroke my cock for now, Marielle, and make me cum. But you may not suck my cock yet."

Oiling up her cock, just stroking her off turned her on something fierce, right hand stroking Aela, left hand sliding under her panties to gently rub her pussy. Aela noticed and smiled. "You are fucking gorgeous, Marielle."

"You're beautiful," she moaned in return, a shudder spreading throughout her body. She was going to orgasm within a couple of minutes.

"Keep going," Aela breathed, "Just as turned on as you are. When I'm about to cum, aim for your face."

Marielle didn't have the largest of hands, and her fingers did wrap around her cock, but it was incredibly thick, guessing as to how long it was at the same time. Definitely as long if not an inch or two longer than Camilla. She'd stroked plenty of cocks in her years so knew what to do for Aela, getting the right rhythm that would make her feel good and eventually make her orgasm.

Aela eventually leaned forward, running fingers through her hair before leaning down to share their first proper kiss, Aela's tongue darting into her mouth, Marielle unable to stop the whimper that escaped her. Aela broke the kiss and leaned back slightly. "Your hand feels great around my fat cock, Marielle."

"I really want to make you cum."

"I'm close. I'll stand up and take over."

Marielle happily sat back on her knees, watching Aela stroke her cock, looking down at her as she looked up expectantly. Aela warned her when she was on the verge, Marielle closing her eyes as she felt the first spurt of her thick, hot cum land on her face, giggling as she felt spurt after spurt just cover her face. Feeling Aela prod the head of her cock at her mouth, she opened it and felt Aela allow her to lick the head, running her tongue up and down her shaft, enjoying the taste as she wiped her eyes clear of cum.

"Well, you are just a picture right now, Marielle."

Using fingers to clear her face, Aela did grab her wrist more than once, finding her fingers in her mouth, her tongue cleaning it before she helped cleared more. Once her face was relatively clean, Aela offering a cloth to clear the rest, Aela took her by the hand and sat her on the bed, immediately moving her hands to her panties, before she helped spread her legs wide, Aela putting her nose to her crotch.

"Love the scent of a woman completely turned on. Makes my cock throb with excitement. Do you want me to eat your pussy, Marielle?"

"Please," she whimpered.

Aela chuckled to herself. "You won't last two minutes."

She wasn't wrong. The groan she released as Aela ran her tongue up her slit was probably heard by everyone in Jorrvaskr. When she got down to business, Marielle felt the surge of an orgasm approach within thirty seconds. When it arrived, it was a good thing Aela was holding her legs wide, otherwise she'd have squashed her legs. Then she begged Aela to make her cum again, thankful her new lover didn't relent, and her next orgasm didn't take long in arriving. Sensing she was still completely turned on, Aela double down her efforts again, feeling two fingers slide in her, finding her special spot. The next orgasm was double the first two, squeezing her finger so tightly, Aela laughed that she could barely move them.

"More," she whimpered, pleading for more release.

Aela seemed to relent as she stood up and laid her cock against her groin. "You want this, don't you?" Marielle nodded eagerly. "Okay, I'll fuck you now and cum, but then we have to stop. I don't normally do this so quickly but… well, as I said, you're fucking gorgeous."

Feeling her slide her cock inside her, Marielle felt so full, it was almost overwhelming. Wrapping her legs around her hips immediately, Aela leaning down to kiss her, she seemed to know what Marielle wanted. A hard, fast fuck. Divines, it was some of the best sex she'd ever had. That just made her giggle, realising it was just because she was so utterly turned on.

Aela was just sex on legs, though. She already loved her personality, authoritative, even domineering. Marielle didn't mind it when lovers took control. Many futanari were like that. They knew what they wanted and would try and get it. "Fucking hell, your pussy is sensational," Aela groaned.

"I can't remember a better cock," Marielle retorted, "Keep fucking me."

"I'm not going to last long. Consider that a compliment."

Marielle just watched her eyes or looked down to watch her cock pump into her pussy, moaning with practically every thrust, deep inside her. Divines, Aela was just a force of nature and her cock was just… one of the best she'd ever had inside her. She was already thinking of how much she'd love to spend a night just blowing her, taking load after load in her mouth, then allowing her to just absolutely coat her face and body in her cum. The thought of her deep inside her arse, spreading it nice and wide with her thick cock was such a turn on, just the thought provoked feelings that she would have another orgasm.

"Fuck," Aela muttered, leaning down and giving her such an intense kiss, when they broke apart, the look that shared sent a shiver down her spine.

"Cum in me. Please cum in me," she pleaded.

"I'm close. Fucking hell, Marielle."

She was utterly pounding her by now, Marielle spreading her legs nice and wide, wanting every possible inch inside her. Hands around the back of her neck, fingers locked, she spent most of her time watching Aela's cock disappear inside her. Aela started to groan, and with a final thrust, she felt the cock throb deep inside her and was sure she felt the surge of cum flow from her cock.

"Fuck yes!" Aela cried quietly, resuming her pumping as she emptied herself. "Oh fuck yes. Ysmir, that's perfect, Marielle."

Dragging her down for another kiss, Aela kept pumping her until she simply needed to stop, relaxing above her body as Marielle wrapped legs and arms around her, the pair resuming their make-out session. Letting her relax for a few minutes, Marielle had to make a subtle joke. "Well, I'm glad you didn't make me wait." Then she looked down at them both. "And we didn't even undress for this!"

Aela pulled out, Marielle giggling as she felt cum immediately start to dribble out of her. Futanari came in copious amounts. If she took three or four loads in a night, it practically flooded out of her by the end. Aela moved up her body, resting a knee to either side of her. "Clean my cock," she ordered.

"Good thing I don't mind the taste of my own pussy," she retorted, eagerly licking her cock up and down.

"We are definitely going to have some fun, Marielle. A lot of fun."

They eventually got up, putting on their underwear, Marielle giggling as they were still incredibly damp. Offering them to Aela, she put them to her nose immediately. "Love a woman's scent," she stated, handing them back as Marielle stepped into them. She watched Aela step into her own, amused when she tucked her cock away. "I don't always bother tucking. Depends on what I'm doing."

Walking together upstairs, there was no doubt they'd heard them fucking, as there were a few glances as they took a seat at the long tables around the firepit, Aela disappeared for a few minutes as Marielle chatted with a few other Companions, returning with news that Marielle would be required to fulfil a few jobs before she had another test. Complete the jobs and perform well in the final test, and she would be a Companion.

After dinner and a few drinks, Marielle decided to head downstairs to bed, though was followed by Aela, who took her by the hand and led her to her bedroom. Once the door was shut and locked, she was taken by the hand, Aela eagerly undressing her until she stood before her naked, Aela stepping back to look her up and down. "Wow," she whispered, "You're not exactly big, are you?"

"Good things in small packages."

That made Aela laugh, gesturing for her to step forward. She was a good three to four inches taller, slightly more muscular, larger bust, wider hips, and once she was naked, cock was already nice and hard. "On your knees, Marielle. All you're doing right now is sucking my cock, I'll cum in your mouth, then I need some rest. I normally fuck a bit more during a day, but… well, let's just say I've been with people who became a little obsessive. I don't need that in my life."

"I've been thinking about blowing you all afternoon, Aela."

That earned a gentle caress of fingers through her hair as Marielle leaned forward, running her tongue up and down her shaft before she slowly started to swallow her length. Her head was soon bobbing up and down, running her hands up the back of her legs to her arse, giving that a squeeze. Hell of a firm arse too. Aela definitely looked after herself.

"Holy shit, you've got some talent with that mouth and tongue of yours," Aela muttered.

Marielle kept going but looked up, meeting her eyes. The grin that formed would normally make her heart flutter, but she knew feelings would simply not be possible. They could like each other, enjoy fucking each other, but there would be no feelings of love. Then again, if she was honest, Marielle couldn't really remember falling in love with someone. She'd really liked quite a few people, and had some intense love affairs based on sex, but giving herself entirely to someone just hadn't happened.

"I'm close," Aela warned her, which was nice. She didn't mind taken a surprise load, but being prepared meant less chance of choking. Feeling her fingers in her hair, Aela now grabbed a handful, keeping her head in place as she started to gently thrust, and the fact she came was expected, Marielle happily swallowing down each spurt as quickly as she could.

"By Ysmir, Marielle," Aela whispered, letting go of her hair. All Marielle did was continue bobbing her head up and down, earning a chuckle from Aela. "You want to keep going?"

Finally removing her mouth, spit and drool from her mouth to her thick cock, she looked up and grinned. "Want to cum again?"

"No sex, Marielle. But if you want to keep sucking my cock…"

Marielle swallowed her cock, Aela moaning softly. "Okay, I'll cum once more, than I really need to sleep." The caress of her cheek was rather affectionate. "And you can stay the night. I do like company when I sleep. Women only, though. Men can fuck off for the night." She needed to stop and chuckle, Aela adding, "Women are soft and lovely to cuddle. So, make me cum again and you've earned an invite to my bed."

Marielle definitely made sure Aela lasted far longer the second time. She recognised that and eventually sat down on a chair, Marielle happily sitting between her legs, running her hands up and down her legs, eventually grabbing her breasts as well. "I do get plenty of compliments about these when I release them."

"They're spectacular, just like your cock," Marielle said before swallowing her cock again.

"Well, you are just full of compliments."

Aela let her maintain control of this blowjob until she climax again, Marielle swallowing a couple of spurts before keeping the rest in her mouth. Aela knew what was going to happen, unable to stop the grin as Marielle leaned up and kissed her, feeling some of her cum flow out of her mouth into Aela's. Aela pulled her close, the kiss incredibly passionate, eventually standing up and moulding Marielle into her body, feeling her thick cock press into her.

Breaking apart, Aela stroked her cheek again with the back of her hand. "Definitely earned bed privileges tonight."

Spooning back against Aela under the furs, she couldn't help giggle as Aela was still rock hard, assured that it would eventually go away, but falling asleep hard wasn't difficult. "I spend half my life with my cock rock hard. You get used to it. I'll eat your pussy in the morning, then nothing sexual for a few days. I don't want you getting attached too quickly, Marielle."

"I know."

Aela pulled her close, feeling her breasts in her back. "But I can admit I like you already. Definitely someone I'd like to have a lot more fun with later."

"I'm sure there are more futanari in town that may be interested."

"I can provide some names, if you'd like."

"Sure."

Aela gave her at least half a dozen names, and not just of people in Whiterun, assuring her that each one would definitely be interested in someone like her, before they snuggled until they were both comfortable and eventually fell asleep.