Ch.58

[Loredas, 12th Hearthfire, 4E: 221]

“Freda!” Thia howled joyously as the freshly clothed, courtesy of Rarity, snow-white husky pounced on the identical milfy husky for hugs and sloppy doggy kisses! Aw~!

“You brought an amazon into our relationship?” Rarity whispered to us as Mellow was examining Teraerae for her health and also a full examination since she was a new species, which meant Mellow had to carefully examine every inch of her nude body and take meticulous notes, which the Skaven was perfectly fine with.

“Kinda? I feel like it’s more of a fuck-friend thing like you and the other girls have going on.” I whispered back and was surprised by the rat woman hissing towards me.

“No! Teraerae is your mate!” The massive rat declared.

“Really?” Shade asked in a mixture of surprise and hope.

“You made Teraerae burdened.” The amazon explained with a slap of her muscular lower abs.

“Actually...no. That’s a false-positive you’re feeling because you contracted something in the swamp. Rattleguts we call it. I’m impressed you’re not in the lavatory shitting yourself to death. You Skaven are incredibly resistant to the effects of disease, not immune to catching them.” Mellow informed the surprisingly cute-faced amazonian warrior.

“Huh? Bah.” Teraerae huffed. “Teraerae want mates too!” She huffed before looking Mellow over. “Is the healer a good mate?” She asked Freda, who was having a hushed conversation with her sister until the question was voiced.

“Yes, quite good. Why? Do you want to try and pursue him? Mellow is a bit too gentle to handle too many people at once.” Freda said and Teraerae sighed.

“Teraerae want strong mate not afraid to rough her up during sex or fight her.” I got a sudden stroke of inspiration and my wing-girl senses were tingling!

“Hey, I know a really cute guy who isn’t afraid to get rough with ladies. I’ll introduce you to him.” I said to the cute and sexy warrior woman, who perked happily at my words. Heh, heh. Reenios once talked about why he wanted to milk me at the festival. Partly it was because he wasn’t comfortable with a stranger milking me, but it was also because he could get rough with my tits.

“Really?” Teraerae asked with joy as Thia scooted to Mellow and whispered into his ear, causing him to blush hotly and he looked at Freda who made groping motions which Mellow followed, taking up Thia’s bust and he hissed.

“Wow! Thia, you are absolutely sick! How aren’t you dead?!” Mellow yelped and hurried Thia onto a table where he began healing her as he fetched potions with his magic while Freda fretted and helped fetch more crates of potions from the cabinets.

“I’m Undead and had purple m-.” Thia began, but was interrupted by being booped on the snoot while Teraerae brought out a crystal lantern.

“You are loaded with diseases!” He took a potion and then gave one to Teraerae.

“Just have the dog touch the lantern and snap her neck.” Teraerae insisted, but Mellow glared at her so harshly that she leaned away.

“I don’t care what sort of Undead nonsense is going on, this is my clinic and I’ll heal any patients properly!” Mellow shouted before he gently petted Thia’s head, making her tail wag against her thicc booty like a fan blade, which whipped up a cool breeze unlike her sister’s arctic aura. “You just relax and let me take care of you, Thia.”

“Y-yay~...” Thia mewled with a faint blush and closed eyes along with her beaming smile, so I figured things were well in hand and I led Rarity and Shade out of the clinic. I could touch base with Thia later on what she definitely knew about my abducted babies.

“Now then...today is a No Book day.” I winced and regretted leaving the Oghma Infinium in a chest in my Haven Bag so it was an extra step removed from easy retrieval. “That means we’re doing whatever you want to do, Rarity, since your boutique is normally closed on the weekend.”

“Yes, which means we’re going to Raven Rock! We need our Neethsi.” Rarity declared and I joined Shade in smiling in agreement. She’s been away much longer than expected, but like us, she’s been training people in how to do things. I’ll be training Teraerae during the week with the rest, I’ll introduce her to Reenios then.

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Vartine watched the female rat, the ambassador that replaced Girhur much to the wanderlust-ridden rat-man’s relief, currently sharing his bed. Vartine didn’t know if this was bad or good, but this rat was currently sucking him off while her tail pleased his wife and while also fingering his mistress. All of this in the name of negotiation for allowing them to uplift the Falmer.

The Falmer on the surface mostly hid, barely a nuisance to his people, but it was their bugs that were the problem. Hearing that the Chaurus were sentient and slaves for the dwemer like the Falmer had been and then slaves to the Falmer after that was indeed horrid and his morals screamed at him to approve, but the people of Skyrim feared Chaurus more than Falmer.

“Mm~, have you considered my stance on the situation more~?” Melwen fluttered her pretty green eyes at him as she licked his dick and sandwiched his balls with her massive white-furred chest melons. Good gods, these Skaven women were built like idols to Dibella!

“Y-yes.” He growled as she gave him a boobjob with only one arm to work with and he hissed as he was nearing his orgasm. “Ah, I-.”

“Oh, you are so Virile~.” Melwen purred with heart-like wisps rising from her head before she straddled his hips, aiming his cock at her plump pussy. “Instead of wasting your seed on my breasts, put it inside of me where I can grow powerful pups. Do I have permission?” Melwen asked Elisif, since she was told before this ‘meeting’ that Elisif had ownership of his balls.

“Unf~! S-so long as you don’t mind them being my children. I refuse to let any child of my husband not be mine as well, regardless of parentage. It’s why our eldest children are all former orphans.” Elisif lovingly looked at Vartine and he groaned as he withheld his orgasm at seeing his beautiful wife looking at him like that. She may be in her fifties, but Elisif was still so beautiful she made women less than half her age look like wallflowers. No magic or immortality needed.

“What if I joined the marriage?” Melwen asked as she hovered over Vartine’s dick teasingly.

“H-hey, if you bring that up, I want in, damn it!” Serana growled, the ancient vampire clearly incensed at the idea.

“You refused me before I met Elisif.” Vartine groaned, wondering if he even had a say. Then again, it wasn’t like he was going to refuse the marital desires of these wonderful women. Even if he’d only just met Melwen last week, she was already a surprisingly sharp-witted foe in the court, not to mention beyond sexy and beautiful in her own way.

“Hm, I think that can work, polygamy is normally frowned upon as the men and women involved have a hard time loving each other, but I think Mara and Dibella would agree to this if we promised to be a proper polyamory instead.” Elisif said with an approving nod.

“Then let's make our man wail in pleasure.” Melwen purred and dropped her plump pussy down on his dick and Vartine came so hard he blacked out.

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“Honey, I’m fucking bored.” Brennie told Twilight with a frustrated huff. She didn’t feel like just having sex for once in a long while. What is up with this world dialing her libido so damn high?

“Oh, sorry, what do you want to do?” She asked before the Slayer Token started glowing.

“Thank fuck!” Brennie grabbed the token and spoke into it. “Hello?! Guys, can you hear me?!”

“...Yes, yes! I can hear you!” Came the reply of Runner’s voice. “Oh, thank God! The fucking God Key’s working!”

“...Gah! Of fucking course, the God Key!” Brennie smacked her head at forgetting about that artifact. Hearing this intrigued Twilight, wondering what this ‘God Key’ thing was about.

“Yeah, I just remembered the damn thing. I’ve been working around the clock just to figure out what it does. If I’m right, I should be able to open up a portal that would allow us to bypass Oblivion’s barrier without any trouble. Of course, I’ll only be sending in your personal Guard.” Runner explained her plan of sending over only Brennie’s Blackshield Guard.

“Yeah, probably for the best. Thanks.” The human woman sighed in relief.

“Wait, weren’t all Tokens cut off by Hermais?” Twilight asked curiously as she sat up on the bed.

“Yes and no.” Hermais explained after she crawled out of a portal that smelled of the sea and the pages of books. “I was convinced to block my universe unless we’re invited, but it’s blocking everything equally since I showed up.”

“So, what does this mean?” Twilight asked as she pointed at the now dull Token.

“It means that Runner can come here, but I advise no armies. This world is contradictingly weak yet strong. Five personal guards that sum to Brennie in power is enough.” Hermais suggested only to get zapped by yellow lightning that shot out from the Slayer Token. “...Ow~.” The chaos noodle wheezed before falling to the floor.

“I don’t fucking need you to tell me how to do things, you little chaotic shit! I know how delicate it is at the moment and won’t do anything to jeopardize Brennie’s safety unlike you! Speaking of which, you should be figuring out how the fuck Dark Souls got thrown into the mix with Elder Scrolls! Ya fockin’ useless paper-wanking feathery cunt!” Runner screamed at Hermais while Twilight hid behind Brennie out of fear as things got heated fast.

“When it comes to magic, Runner has more magical prowess then the rest of us.” Brennie told Twilight before talking into the Token again. “Okay, are ya done going full-on Irish on Hermais? I think she got the memo.” She heard Runner taking deep breaths as Hermais climbed into Brennie’s lap, whimpering and sniffling from the abuse.

“I have been looking into it.” Hermais whined, hugging Brennie while getting pets. “I’ve been hitting dead ends, I just figured out there's a weird anchor effect.”

“Which is likely Molag Bal’s fault. It seems things will be resolved once we’ve dealt with and possibly permanently dethroned the King of Rape. Well, before I go back to my Loredas studies, is there anything you’d like, Brennie?” Twilight questioned with a loving rub of the human’s false flat abdomen.

“To spill the blood of my enemies and bathe in it for the rest to see-.”

“Okay! I’ll go fix you a quick bite to eat!” Twilight interrupted as she quickly got up and speed-walked out of the Haven Box, which had quickly transformed into Brennie’s official room instead of the one where the assassin had free access...she actually missed that spooky intruder. There was no way she could get in here-.

“Hello!” Came the Master Sneak’s voice and Brennie about jumped out of her skin with Hermais yelping in surprise too at the chitin-armored woman standing next to the bed as casually as a how-do-ya-do. “So here’s where you’ve been hiding! The council is really concerned about your absence since Twilight filed it under ‘stress-related getaway’ which is code for ‘totally knocked-up or having an affair’. I know you’re pregnant, but I’m not telling since the Council would demand your removal for fear of harming your babies.”

“Her babies can’t-.”

“They wouldn’t care. Old Council Clan Fathers and Matrons would be up in a tizzy over someone bearing a child being put under stress. Children are precious to elves, more than other races in some cases. Anyway, I’ve figured out how to slip in and out of here, so I’ll be creeping on you again. Bye~!” Then she was gone. Fucking. Damn that woman!

“Can you come back, please? I need to tell you something.” Brennie sighed as she laid her head down on the bed. “It’s about my people, I’ve gotten into contact with them.” At this, the assassin appeared sitting cross-legged next to her on the bed.

“Juicy! Go on~.” The agent who certainly lived for scandal and intrigue purred and Brennie rolled her eyes before going into the info dump.

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“Welcome to Raven Rock. Passport visas or other proof of citizenship?” A fully bonemold armored Redoran guard with those excessively large pointy pauldrons asked the instant we exited the Wayshrine.

“Uh...Rarity? We don’t know anything about that.” Shade uneasily said to Rarity, who calmly retrieved a trio of flat leather and glass rectangles that she handed to the guard. He looked them over and us for a few moments before nodding and returning them to her.

“Thank you serja, it is good to have you here. Sedura Nerevarine has been rather cantankerous lately being away from you all for so long. We could use your help in calming her down.” The dunmer stated in that very odd way dark elves were known to, where you weren’t entirely sure if they were serious or joking.

“Where might we find our beloved?” Rarity questioned as I looked over the town from where the Wayshrine stood. It was atop the cliff overlooking where I recognized the town from the Dragonborn DLC of Skyrim, but on the cliff the town had grown, extending further inland and around the cliffs with stairways carved and built into the cliffside.

“Considering the time of day and that it’s Loredas, she should hopefully be in her office taking an early lunch. If you miss her, you can just sit in on her lectures and I’m sure she’d appreciate it and join you afterward.” The guard pointed at one of the ash-concrete buildings, this one looking much grander than the others. I still would like to know how dunmer masons make their cement mixture for it to solidify into a smooth shell like this. “The big one, just ask around.”

“Thank you, good sir.” I said to the mer and followed Rarity with Shade on her other side. “So, any plans, Rarity? Also, what was with the passports back there? Since when did Shade and I have them?”

“In reverse, since you were granted citizenship by the governor of Lilmoth at the behest of Twilight shortly after you were both settled in. She forgot to give them to you, so I retrieved them. As for any plans? Well, I was planning on ambushing her in her office, pinning her to her chair, tying her up and-.” I put a hand around Rarity’s muzzle and she laughed through her nose with her eyebrows doing the naughty wiggle and her eyes twinkling with mirth.

“Don't tempt us to breed her.” I groaned before Rarity held up three gorgeous rings. I blinked before she slipped one on my r-ring finger~! “R-Rarity?!” I squealed and she put a finger to her lips with a wink. Shade also almost screamed with joy when Rarity slipped an identical ring onto her special finger. They were ebony bands expertly entwined with three flawless amethysts.

Remembering that one side-quest I always did for Talen-Jei in the game, one which this world’s Dragonborn clearly did since he had a wonderful son together with Keerava along with two daughters I never got to meet. I hope to someday. I should visit them and-. “My gosh, your mind is flying in a million directions at once!” Shade giggled as she hugged me and I hugged back.

“I can’t help it! I’ve never been happier!” I wish I could shed tears~! Curse these nictitating membranes removing the need for tear ducts!

“You’ll be even happier whenever we can finally have the ceremony.” Rarity whispered at us as we entered the building. “Then, even happier at the honeymoon~.” Rarity cooed and I began panting, Shade similarly getting riled up. “Then, when we have our children, will we ever know greater joy?” Rarity asked and it took all of my willpower not to tackle Rarity and take her here!

“Goodness, these ones are putting out enough pheromones to fill a whore house.” Snarled a khajiit woman at the reception desk with a scrunched nose and her fur fluffing up. “Either get out or tell Tsiahna where you need to be and get out of her nose.”

“We’re Rarity Belle, Shade and Meen-Rei, the significant others of Lady Nerevarine. We’re here to ensure she doesn’t bite someone’s head off.” Rarity said with the same tone the guard used, where it was hard to tell if it was serious or a joke.

“I do not know if your claim is true, but Lady Nerevarine is putting out enough stress and longing to similarly overwhelm Tsiahna’s nose when she is around. Go down this hall until you see her door, it has her name on it in Tamrielic and Dunmeris.” The prickly cat woman informed us.

“Thank you, my lady. Perhaps try some cinnamon on your tongue. It helps overwhelm other scents by overpowering your tastebuds.” Rarity advised and the extra-fluffy cat woman chuffed as we left her to deal with the aftermath of smelling two super-horny argonians ready to breed.

We painfully walked at a normal pace down the hall until we reached the dark wood door with an engraved plaque: Neethsi Nagnaresh - Lady Nerevarine, on the door and entered without knocking. “You philistines! You can’t even-oh thank gosh!” Neethsi snarled and then slumped into her chair upon seeing it was us. “Close that damn door and come here! I could smell you down the hall and I need it almost as bad!”

“Before that! Neethsi Nagnaresh. I present to you my intent to wed you.” Rarity held up the third ring. Unlike mine and Shade’s, the band of her’s was made out of glowing Hist Amber! “This ring, while equally important to the ones I gave Shade or Meen-Rei, was made using the sap of our lovers.” Oh~ fuck! I’m so wet from all of this~!

Neethsi numbly let Rarity lift her left hand and watched with her galaxy-eyes widening as Rarity slid the ring down her left ring finger and clasped her hands around the goddess’s. “I...I…” Neethsi took a shuddering breath and clutched her sternum under her breasts with her free hand. “I...I can only say yes. My gosh. Mara has finally found the ones for me…”

“While it was Rei’s odd magnetism that pulled us together, if you had not brought Rei to Lilmoth, none of this would have happened. Thank you.” Rarity leaned down and gently kissed the almost blubbering argonian on the lips. “As the one courting, I will set up the event. It will wait until this disaster on the horizon has come and passed. I simply wanted you three to know I wish to spend my life with you before then.”

“Then I hope you like blood, because now I’m giving you mine.” Neethsi purred and I blinked.

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