Dragonborn Rising Ch. 44

"Guess Delphine isn't part of the Dawnguard anymore," she muttered. Giving her a gentle squeeze, she added, "Maybe I should... I don't know..."

"You're not alone, Lydia. Remember that."

She leaned back and kissed my cheek. "Thank you, Ragnar."

We made it back to Whiterun by nightfall. After stabling my horse, we headed to the Bannered Mare first for a meal and drink. She was obviously still depressed, but found amusement in Ysolda's obvious attempts at flirting with me, going so far as to suggest I should take her up on the offer being made. Instead, Ysolda went home alone and I escorted Lydia back to Breezehome.

I wasn't dumb enough to try anything with Lydia, and she quickly disappeared to her own room. I was lying back in bed reading a book by candlelight when she appeared in the doorway a little later. Again, she wanted nothing from me but company and perhaps some cuddles. I could do that, realising what she was going through. If she wanted anything more, I'd probably give it to her, but I knew it would probably make her feel worse. Using me as a rebound was a bad idea for all involved.

Being woken up by a pair of lips around my cock is always a pleasant way to wake up, lifting the furs to see Lydia giving my hard cock a thorough going over. Once satisfied, she simply climbed on, lowering herself down, and definitely enjoyed the feeling of her wet, warm pussy once again. All I did was bend my legs slightly and lie there, letting her do whatever she wanted.

I'm not sure if she was just horny or something else, but I would have to say I was pretty much just used for the next few minutes, Lydia leaning forward and simply riding my cock hard and fast. Within a few minutes, I could see she was both horny and upset, and when she had an orgasm, she collapsed onto my chest and shuddered, not only from her orgasm. "Hold me," she whispered.

That I could do, her body pressed into mine as I wrapped my arms around her, holding her tightly, feeling her squeeze my cock as she would occasionally move. "It gets better," I said softly.

"Just needed... something this morning... something..."

I shushed her gently. "You don't have to explain. And I certainly don't mind."

"You'll always have affection for me?"

"Of course. Why wouldn't I?"

She lifted herself up slightly to look at me, a crooked smile forming but it was the first one I'd seen since High Hrothgar. "Can I be blunt, Ragnar?"

"Sure."

"Can you fuck me now?"

I answered by grabbing and rolling her over, feeling her legs spread wide as I gave her what she wanted. Grabbing the back of my head, she pulled me down to kiss her. "Fuck and cum in me, Ragnar," she pleaded.

"Still addicted to my cock?" I asked as I started to pump her.

"Guess you can now have my pussy and arse again."

"I do love your pussy, Lydia."

That earned a genuine smile. "Hope you use your mouth later. Maybe not after you've just cum in it though." She kissed me again. "And you have to fuck my arse again too."

"Oh, we will definitely keep doing that. Get you on all fours, your fantastic arse raised in the air, head buried in a pillow, and I'll just pound you the way you like it." That earned another rather nice kiss. "Nice and deep..."

"Like right now," she moaned, "Gods, I have missed this. Your cock buried deep in my pussy, Ragnar." She paused before adding, "Thought it was worth it..."

I gave her a gentle kiss. "Well, whenever I'm here, you can enjoy it when you want."

She wanted cum and she received what she wanted a few minutes later. All she did was wrap both arms and legs around me, holding me in place, as I took the usual minute or two to recover. "Don't move," she whispered, feeling her squeeze my cock, "Keep it inside me. You usually stay quite hard anyway." Pushed off her a little later, she simply got on her hands and knees instead. "Not my arse but I definitely want you to fuck me in this position."

While I did fuck her as she requested, it wasn't the hard, brutal fuck like I gave her when inside her arse. She loved it, of course, but when I pulled her back to rest against my chest, I almost stopped as she started to get upset. "She would hold me in this position and fondle me," she whispered, "Feeling her lips on my neck, hot breath in my ear, whispering all sorts of naughty things. Gods, she had a way with her fingers. And her tongue! By Talos, I've never been with someone so talented."

I slowed down my tempo so my thrusts were slow and gentle. "But, I'll admit, your cock is still the best, Ragnar. I agreed with Delphine regarding what she said because it made her happy, and I wanted to be truly committed. But there was a large part of me that never wanted to give you up."

"I'll confess and admit I was rather sad when you told me you wanted our relationship to end."

"Well, she made her choice and now I have your cock inside me once again." She turned her head so I could kiss her, feeling her hand caress my cheek. "Her loss is my gain. My pussy is only yours from now on, Ragnar. I know there's..."

"Don't, Lydia. Let's just enjoy each other when we can. No pressure to do anything. We're two people who have an attraction and enjoy fucking each other. Let's just keep it simple."

"I can agree to that. One thing..." I raised an eyebrow. "I've taken a load in my pussy. I want one in my mouth now."

So I pulled out and she turned around, still on all fours, as she pleasured me with her mouth. I simply caressed her hair, looking down as she looked up, telling her how beautiful she was, letting her know how good she was at sucking my cock, and assuring her I would always be keen to fuck her. I wouldn't use the term 'make love'. While we did love each other, it was nothing like that I shared with others. We both knew that, so I figured we probably wouldn't say those words. We would state 'affection' and other similar terms, but know what each other meant.

She took a load in the mouth eventually, going so far as to open her mouth, show me the contents, then make a big scene as she swallowed it before sitting up on her knees to give me a hug. "Still love the taste of your cum, Ragnar," she stated with a giggle.

"You have exceptional talent at sucking my cock, Lydia."

We lay together for a little while before she got up, insisting that she would make breakfast. "You are my Thane after all, Ragnar." She didn't put on anything, watching that fantastic arse of hers walk away, though she did turn and blow me a kiss. "And I know you're watching."

"I love what I see, Lydia."

I headed down myself a few minutes later, Lydia stirring a pot over the fire pit. I wrapped my arms around her, giving her a kiss on the cheek. "Smells good."

"Nothing extravagant but I've worked up an appetite. Your cum isn't enough to fill me up." I ran my hand down her stomach towards her pussy, earning a giggle. "Not now, Ragnar. We need to eat." She did turn to add, "And my pussy isn't on the menu at this minute. Later it most certainly is."

Over breakfast, I suggested that I would catch up with Balgruuf, establish a plan, then figure everything out. After dressing a little later, Lydia gave me a tight hug before I walked out the door. "Thank you, Ragnar."

"For what?"

"For making me feel so much better about everything. It still sucks but... Well, with you, it doesn't feel as bad."

Checking my pack I'd taken to High Hrothgar, I found a journal that certainly wasn't mine. Sitting down to read its contents, I quickly realised it was from Esbern, and I think he had anticipated what happened at High Hrothgar. He first apologised for what happened, though understood the reasons why Delphine made the request, before he added the main reason for the journal. It contained every bit of dragon lore he thought applicable to what I needed to do, and more importantly, he knew what I needed in regards to capturing a dragon. I would need to Shout the name of a dragon and they would be compelled to answer my challenge. Their pride would demand it.

Balgruuf was expecting me and I stood by a map of the city with Irileth as he explained his ideas. Guards would line the walls and report on any dragon sightings. Civilians would be kept indoors to prevent any innocent casualties. His guards would follow my lead and would only fire at the dragon should I fall. Otherwise, they knew that I must fight the dragon and capture it.

We toured the walls, checking fortifications, speaking to the men, suggesting plans for if the worst happened. Most of the city was stone and wood, and much of it would burn quite easily. I only hoped the summoned dragon would only have eyes for me. The trap was in Dragonsreach but it could find itself distracted by such a tempting target.

"I'm trusting you with my city, Dragonborn."

"I know, lord."

"I'm sure it will work. It's just the thought of actually summoning a dragon."

"Once we have it trapped, I won't delay in getting the information we need."

"What then?"

"I really don't know. It will depend on what the dragon has to say."

"Hmmm. Never thought I'd witness the Dragonborn talk with a dragon, but then again, I never thought I'd see the day dragons would return to Skyrim."

I returned to Breezehome once the sun was starting to set, agreeing that dinner at the Bannered Mare would be a good idea. I'm sure her heart was still broken but Lydia was in a good mood, enjoying a hearty meal, a few tankards, and we even danced to a couple of songs. I think she was enjoying the attention from me, and definitely because it was only her. Even Ysolda stayed back, no doubt assuming correctly that my focus was on Lydia that evening.

Returning to Breezehome quite late, Lydia waited until I closed the door before leaping on me. Clothing was discarded as we made our way up the stairs, so by the time we were in my bedroom, we were naked, and she let me know exactly what she wanted.

It was foreplay, but while she may have enjoyed attention all over her body, she pushed my head down to her already very wet pussy. She moaned loudly when I ran my tongue along her slit, and then I simply buried my head and went to town. "Yes, Ragnar," she cried quietly.

"I'm going to make you cum all night."

"Please," she whimpered, and I think she was rather turned on, as within only a few minutes, I had her on the verge of her first orgasm.

I knew her body quite well, so while I generally liked to use only my tongue, I did slide a couple of fingers into her. She loved that straight away, her moans getting louder, her body writing, and when I finally focused on her clit, that sent her overboard. Squeezing her thighs, I managed to prevent them squashing my head, her back arching sharply for a brief moment.

"Don't stop," she moaned, "Make me cum again."

I definitely wasn't going to stop, though I did take out my fingers and gently start to rub her arsehole. That made her giggle but the request to put them in her arse wasn't a surprise. I had to be gentle but I soon had fingers in her arse as my tongue pleasured her pussy. She was now experiencing nothing short of ecstasy, and her second orgasm was even better than the first.

"Keep going!" she pleaded, and I heard the catch in her voice. I stopped and she immediately looked down. "It's okay, Ragnar. Just releasing some more. I want you to keep going."

Pumping my fingers a little harder, she actually sat up slightly to hold my head in position, almost trying to rub her pussy into my face. I could feel my chin was covered in her juices. I felt her move and she offered the bottle of oil. "For your fingers," she suggested.

Coating all four in oil, I took my time sliding in the third one before adding the fourth. Once I had all four in, she went wild as I finger fucked her arse while eating her out. My jaw was getting sore, and my cock was achingly hard, but tonight was all about her. If she asked for my dick, she'd get it. Otherwise, I would just keep going, and I eventually stopped counting her orgasms. I'll admit even my arm got a little sore, but somehow, Lydia just kept going. She was now covered in sweat, her breathing ragged, barely able to state a coherent sentence. I'm not sure how long we'd been going before she had yet another orgasm before she finally cried enough.

Sitting back on my knees, I could only look down at her. She was beautiful, and the blush was a slight surprise when she noticed me looking at her. "Holy shit!" she exclaimed quietly before she looked down, "What about you?"

"Take a few minutes, Lydia. I'm fine."

"What would you like? Pussy, arse, or mouth?"

I smiled as I ran a finger along her slit, causing her to shudder but smile as well. "That's what I want from now on, Lydia. I love fucking your arse but that's where my cock wants to be inside. It's warm. It's wet. It's incredibly inviting."

Reaching out, I fell forward to kiss her, no surprise that she shuffled and my cock easily slid inside her. I lasted two minutes. I have no problem admitting that. She didn't mind at all, understanding that I'd just pleasured her all night, so was bound to be incredibly turned on myself. While I tried to apologise, she insisted it was fine, though giggled when I rolled off and feigned snoring.

Cuddling into me later, running her hand up and down my chest, giving her gentle squeezes in return, she released a contented sigh. "I like it this way," she whispered.

"How do you mean?"

"Guess I went a little crazy there for a while. Did you mind?"

"Not at all."

"But like this... Ragnar, can I ask a serious question?"

"Of course."

"Will you still have a baby with me?"

"Definitely. As I said, you'll make a fantastic mother, Lydia."

"Thank you," she said softly.

"Think I might be having a few children, the way it's going."

"Aela and Mirabelle?"

"Aye. Will definitely need a bigger house."

Turning onto her side, she spooned into me, wrapping my arms and holding her tightly against me, her hands running up and down my arms. She sighed again, and I was going to ask what was on her mind, but I guessed what she was thinking about, so I left it alone. She fell asleep before me, no doubt worn out, and I started to think about what would happen in a few hours' time.

Next morning, we shared a hearty breakfast before dressing and heading to Dragonsreach. Like me, she was armed and armoured, no doubt expecting to be at my side once the dragon answered my Shout. I simply thanked her as we walked up the stairs, Lydia replying that she wouldn't miss it for the world.

Jarl Balgruuf was waiting for me, and after shaking hands with both of us, escorted us upstairs and out onto the grand balcony. Irileth was waiting there alongside a small group of guards. I'd already been through how the trap would work, but Balgruuf explained it again for the guards and Lydia, the latter insisting she would stay by my side until the end. Once again, I could only thank her.

There was no point delaying, Irileth ordering the guards into position and Balgruuf shaking my hand again before retreating to safety. He wanted to stay but both I and Irileth flatly denied him the chance. Whiterun needed him alive.

Walking to the edge of the balcony, I used the Thu'um given to me by Esbern, and then simply waited for a reaction. It took a little time, hearing one or two questions from impatient guards behind me. But when I heard the roar in the distance, I knew my challenge was being answered. An enormous dragon appeared on the horizon, and it wasted next to no time coming into attack. Of course, I had an advantage by using Dragonrend, forcing it to the ground more than once, the guards unleashing a hail of arrows, Lydia now by my side as we stabbed and cut when the opportunity arose.

The purpose was to trap the dragon, so Lydia was the first to pull back into Dragonsreach, and I slowly pulled back, the dragon continuing to breath fire in my direction, enchantments and my armour protecting me from most of the heat. I knew the dragon would be over-confident, and simply didn't see the trap waiting for him. As soon as I gave the signal, the trap fell and before he even knew what was happening, the dragon was left immobile.

"Zok frini grind ko grah drun viiki, Dovahkiin."

"Apologies, I don't understand."

"Ah. I forget. You do not have the dovah speech. My... eagerness to meet you in battle was my... undoing, Dovahkiin. I salute your, hmm, low cunning in devising such a grahmindol -- stratagem."

"Your name is Odahviing, correct?"

"Yes. Zu'u bonaar. You went to a great deal of trouble to put me in this... humiliating position. Hind siiv Alduin, hmm? No doubt you want to know where to find Alduin?"

"That's the only reason why you're trapped. I must face Alduin and finally end the threat."

"And the other dragons?"

"It will depend on them. But, for now, my focus in Alduin."

"He has travelled to Sovngarde to regain his strength, devouring the sillesejour... the souls of the mortal dead. A privilege he jealously guards... His door to Sovngarde is at Skuldafn, one of his ancient fanes high in the eastern mountains."

I turned to Balgruuf. "Lord, please ask everyone to find anything they can on Skuldafn. And quickly, please."

"Of course, Dragonborn." He turned to Irileth and practically every guard disappeared.

"Mindoraan, pah ok middovahhe lahvraan til. I surely do not need to warn you that all his remaining strength is marshalled there. Zu'u lost ofan hin laan... now that I have answered your question, you will allow me to go free?"

"Not yet. I want to know everything about Skuldfan first."

He snorted, knowing he was going to have to tell the whole truth. "There is one detail about Skuldafn I neglected to mention. Only this. You have the Thu'um of a dovah, but without the wings of one, you will never set foot in Skuldafn. Of course, I could fly you there. But not while imprisoned like this."

"So you want to be released after all this?"

"Indeed. Orin brit ro. I cannot leave here until you defeat Alduin, which you cannot do without my help.

Zu'u ni tahrodiis. It was you that lured me here and took me prisoner... vobalaan grahmindol. I have done nothing to earn your distrust."

"True. I can't deny that, I guess."

I waited to make my decision, though. Leaving the dragon, I wandered back downstairs to find nearly every book from Balgruuf's library on the table. While extensive, he admitted only a few books might contain even a mention of Skuldafn. He'd never heard of it before, nor had Irileth, Farengar or anyone else in his court.

In the end, everyone had to admit defeat. There was absolutely nothing about Skuldafn. It had probably been abandoned thousands of years ago, and was therefore a good base for Alduin. "Want to come with me?" I asked Lydia.

"You're serious?"

"I have no idea what I'll be facing. If we could wait, I'd go collect Aela at least, but we have Odahviing here now. It's time to end this quickly so Skyrim is safe."

We headed back to Breezehome, gathering anything we could think of to carry, including food and drink, as I figured we'd be gone for at least a little while. I wrote a quick letter for Aela and Mirabelle, asking Balgruuf to send it immediately. With any luck, they'll receive it and head to Whiterun in time for our return.

The order to release the dragon caused a little consternation. Didn't blame the guards considering all the trouble we'd gone through to trap him, but Balgruuf repeated my order, and Odahviing was quickly released. He was clearly pissed off, though kept his word, simply turning around and lowering his neck, allowing Lydia and I to clamber on.

Balgruuf approaching with an outstretched hand, shaking Lydia's first before grasping mine. "May Kynareth guide you while you pass through her realm!"

"Ready, Dovahkiin?"

"Let's fly, Odahviing!"