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[darklistener]

At the Inn

M/Khajiit!Listener x Cicero (knotting)

A You barely got to pay the innkeeper the gold for your room before Cicero yanked you up the stairs, making you stumble a bit before following him. Neither of you considered or cared about the looks from the other patrons as they stared up at you both.

Cicero all but slammed the door in, immediately pinning himself against you and planting his lips on your muzzle the second the door shut. With a grunt you took him in your arms and shut the door with your back, shaking your gauntlets off so you could plant your claws into his ass like he loved. He whined into the kiss and broke it off, burrowing his face into your neck. An attempt to bite at you was made but he quickly leaned back, ptbhtbthbh-ing the fur out his mouth. You snickered at your Keepers apparent inability to learn that...you have fur.

Shaking it off with a grin you reached down to hoist him up by the legs, said action making him squeak and hug his legs around your hips out of instinct. Keeping him up with one hand, you reached down with the other to undo your leg armor. The heavy metal clattered to the floor but all you could hear was the shuddering gasp that left Ciceros mouth as your erection now pressed on his through your underarmor, and his light armor.

“Feel that, Keeper?” You brushed your nose against his ear, then let your canines poke against him. Your hands went back down to hold him to your hips, squeezing him close. You swore you could feel his cock pulsing in his armor against your own. “Feel what you do to me?”

A squeal left him and he caught you off guard by rutting himself against you, damn near making you drop him.

“Yes, yes, yes, yES-”

You shook it off and walked him to the pelt-lined bed, wondering in the back of your head if this flimsy wood could take how hard you- Focus. Standing up you shed the last parts of your upper armor off, and you could feel Cicero squirm at the sight. A clawed hand poked his chin before trailing down and slowly, steadily undoing the armo-

“F a s t e r.” Cicero all but growled out, gripping his own hair in his hands with eyes shut tight and jaw clenched.

“As you wish,” You chuckled out and all but ripped his armor off of him, not caring where any of it landed. He was already hard, cock weeping and twitching. It was difficult to not groan at the sight. You shook your head, discarding the rest of your own armor, leaving you both bare.

He was already wet and worked from you eating his hole in the alley, but you still reached below and rubbed at him with two fingers, causing him to arch his back and w h i n e.

“List-Hnn...Listener please just-”

“Just?”

“Fuck me, f-fuck me fuck me fuck- fuck me, fuck your darling Cicero, fuck meHAH-”

A rut of your hips, the head of your cock poking into him made him gasp, almost crying out but you clamped a hand against his mouth. “As much as I- Hn. Want to hear you, Should keep it to a minimum...in an Inn.”

Cicero nodded frantically and put his hand over yours, eyebrows creased. Fuck. He's beautiful like this. A low grumble left your muzzle as you steadied yourself, slowly pushing your hips forward. His nails dug into your hand, the free hand gripping the musty pelt blanket, ankles both scrambling around and digging into your lower back as you bottomed out.

Your tongue lolled out of your maw a bit, brow furrowed. Tight. Warm. A jolt made you jump as Cicero clenched around you TIGHT for a moment before relaxing.

“M o v e....”

“Move..?”

“PLEASE-”

At his command you chuckled but gripped his hips, dragging your hips back and hesitating before quite roughly pushing back in, a cry leaving his mouth before he scrambled around for your hand and holding it to his mouth.

“Good boy.” was all you could grunt out, hips rolling into his, your head falling down and your forehead resting into the crook of his neck.

He smelled divine to you- Sweat and blood, and whatever scent that made Cicero...Cicero. It was unique and intoxicating. You teased your fangs against the soft flesh of his throat, making him arch up and all but HOWL into your hand. The sharp points of your teeth grazed his skin, hot breath making his skin wet as you picked up the pace of your hips, shuddering. Fumbling a bit with your other hand you reached down and rubbed the length of his cock with your thumb; And you growled as he clenched around you in response.

A muffled sound snapped you to and you removed your hand, but kept rutting into your beloved Keeper. He took your face in both hands, his own face red and sweating, grinning with his lip in his teeth. ...By Sithis. He's beautiful. And of course, he couldn't keep his mouth truly shut for long.

“More...More, more more- Listener- Lnnn-Listn...err..AH-” Cicero slammed his head back and bit down on his hand to keep a particularly loud moan down, but looked back down at you with those fucking eyes you adored. You swallowed nothing and propped yourself on your elbows, hips now rutting forward like you would die if you slowed- The squeaking wood of the bed was definitely a giveaway to the patrons downstairs, but who in Oblivion cared? Cicero went to cup his mouth again but you grabbed his hand and pinned it to the bed, a dark look in your eyes that made him flutter inside.

“I want to hear you.”

Cicero yanked you by the scruff into his neck and let out a loud, high whine, and it shot electricity down your gut. Your hips stuttered a moment as your knot started to swell up, and you hesitated each time you fucked into your Keeper.

“C-Cicero- I- Hn- Knot. Yes. No.”

“Y-YES! YES YES YES KNOT YOUR CICERO YES-”

Your hips stuttered but pressed forward, the both of you straining as your knot slooowly pushed into Cicero before it was stuffed inside, the warmth of your cum blooming in his stomach. Cicero grabbed your fur hard enough to hurt a bit as his cock pulsed, painting his stomach with his own release.

The haze of afterglow calmed you both down after what felt like hours, and you sat up, still tied inside your keeper. You licked his cheek with a rough tongue, and he giggled, breathy and blissed out.

“Happy with yourself? Everyone knows what we've been up to...”

“C-ccic...Cicero just...Th' jealous...mmm'vus...”

You snorted at his pleasured slurring, carefully hoisting yourself beside him on the bed with your knot still plugged into him. You opened your mouth to say something but smirked instead, the Jester already gripping the fur on your chest and snoring softly. Resting your chin on his head, you sighed and drifted off yourself.

[darklistener]

I'll Warm You Up

M/M, Cicero x Khajiit!Listener (Rimming, romantic relationship, etc)

You and Cicero meandered around Windhelm after you finished your business with Aventus. It was more than annoying having to clock Rolff upside the head, and your claws certainly left a permanent mark on the idiots face. Cicero, of course, cackled wildly and had cheered you on the whole time. It...did take you some willpower to not claw his throat open. Dumb racist bastard.

Your nose twitched a bit at the scent of blood at the cemetery there due to the butcher, but you put it on the back burner for now.

Your listener shuddered and rubbed his arms. "Bhhrrr..Chilly."

With eyes lighting up you gripped his arms, a...certain look on your face. "I could warm you up." He looked at you in confusion, but also intrigue. You looked about. It was dark out. Perfect. Tugging his arm, you lead him into an empty alleyway. He blinked a bit.

"What are-" was all he got out before you kissed him, your whiskers tickling his face and making him giggle a little as always. Taking your face away you leaned into his neck, dragging your rough tongue up against it like you knew he loved.

"A-ah-"

"Turn around."

Cicero huffed for a moment but turned his back to you. You cupped his ass through his armor and nipped up his neck; Tugging his lower armor off, revealing his backside, which was...actually pretty supple, his armor hid it. Pale as hell, though. He shivered and squeaked as the cold winter air swept up in all the wrong places. You gripped his hips, making a "Shush" sound. He bit his lip.

You spread his ass open and dug your cold nose into his hole just to hear him yelp, and laughed. He turned back with a fake frown. "...Stop teasing poor CiceroOOh-"

A drag of your tongue against his hole made him whine, and your cock twitched in your own armor. You huffed as you let your cock out, digging your tongue into your Keeper. He huffed a bit before whining again, palming himself.

"Oh- Ah- A-ah- Hah, hah- ListenerNH-" A squeal left him as you dragged your tongue from his balls back to his ass, and you gripped his cock gently before pumping your hand. God, he's making the most beautiful, desperate sounds you've ever heard in your life.

You started to fuck him with your tongue, cock twitching with each "ah!" "hah!" "ahn!" he whimpered out, thumbing the head of his dick. Shit, each sound of his made your dick jump.

"Oh please- Please-"

"Mhmm?" Your tongue curled up inside of him and he howled, his balls clenching up.

"G-going to- Going- Going t-t-to- OH, LISTENER-"

If your mouth wasn't preoccupied, you would have ordered him to cum, all that came out was a mumble of lustful nonsense as Cicero clamped his hand over his mouth and moaned out a muffled mewl of your name into it as his dick pulsed, ass squeezing up, cum coating your fist.

You growled out as you fucked into your hand, grunting, your own load shooting between his feet.

Cicero shivered and looked back at you as you stood back up, cock receding back into your sheath and you reaching around him to put him back in his pants.

"Warmer now?"

"Y-yes...yes, Listener, oh yes..." A dreamy sigh-giggle left him.

Wiping your mouth a little bit you licked his face, gripping his ass again. He made a small "Nnf" noise, reaching back to grip your fur tightly, grinding back against you to make you grunt, cock peeking out again. The things this man does to you.

"Need...need to go to- Cabin or inn. Camp? Tent? Sanctuary? Anywhere. Now. Please.. Need you. To..to...need you to take me. Please-"

Your finger poked his lips to shush him. "As you wish, keeper."