Tales of Skyrim: The Last of his Kind 1

I kept quiet, relieved that he didn't see my intentions. Yet, every now and then, I kept stealing some knowing glances between his legs. As we headed to Arcadia's place, she quickly gave us the antidotes when Orgnar told the story about the mysterious man. As we paid her some Septims, we rode a carriage back to Riverwood in haste. Precious time was lost when we chatted along the way. As we headed back at the inn, Delphine was worried. And that showed no promise.

'Do you have the antidotes?'

'We do,' Orgnar replied.

'By the Nine Divines, I was so worried. I was out of salves a few minutes ago, and he is getting worse.'

As we headed back to my quarters, the mysterious man was shuddering very hard. He was groaning and moaning in sheer cold and pain, his eyes tightly shut. As I gingerly touched his neck, I was surprised that he was very hot. Delphine and Orgnar turned him around, and positioned him so that he rested on his stomach. She gingerly dropped some antidote on his wound, and made him drink the rest. The man gagged at the taste, but she forced him to not waste the concoction. As she tended to his wounds, Orgnar yawned and said, 'Job's done, and now I will rest.'

He headed out of my room and went to his quarters, its whereabouts even I do not know.

After a while, the deep furrows formed by the man's frown disappeared, and his shallow breathing deepened. His flushed face slowly returned to normal, yet his complexion looked like he was blushing. I was relieved that the situation has abated, and now, sleep was claiming me.

'Glad that's over.'

'He still needs some rest, though,' Delphine said, her tone was that of a dear mother tending to her child. I couldn't help but wonder about what Delphine's true colors are. She can be serious and unnerving, then caring and motherlike the next instant, like she is a puzzle that cannot be discerned right away. As I gazed knowingly at the mysterious man, I cannot resist the urge to 'get to know him better'. He now looked so ephemeral, so placid.

Delphine left the room, and with an approving nod, she said, 'Take care of him.'

I gently closed the door and watched him drift in his sleep. He looks so peaceful, and so hot, I knew that I had to know him better. So I gingerly placed a knowing palm over his chest, sliding over slowly, rubbing his chest, teasing his nips. He groaned long and low as I did this, and that emboldened my spirit. So I now used both hands to knead his chest. As I gripped harder, I noticed that my knuckles ached as I kneaded his chest. His chest was as firm and full of vigor as the seasoned hunters of old, very atypical for a man who practices magic. I continued my lustful deed, for he was grunting and moaning very deeply. Not even once did he awaken, nor gripped my arms to stop.

I was so absorbed in my deed, when I almost failed to notice that his eyes fluttered. I stopped right away, gazing at his body.

And then he whispered.

'So ...hot '

I froze.

Did he know? Did he wake up and pretended to be asleep?

So many questions raced inside me, when he slowly rose from my bed. And we exchanged stares. His eyes squinted, to the point of closure. I stared back.

He stared back again, and pointed his finger at me.

'Who ...--'

He was bemused beyond words, for he kept pointing at me.

'W-where am I?'

I gulped hard. He looked confused, but may go rampant at anytime.

'S-sleeping G-giant Inn '

'Huh?'

'Y-you're in Riverwood '

'R-riverwood?'

'Yes,' I replied sheepishly, 'What happened to you?'

He gingerly touched his right temple, and groaned low. 'Thalmor officials somehow got hold about our research in the College ...And that's none of your concern.'

He said those words coldly. I know why he did. Winterhold was once a beautiful city, until that fateful day that half of the city was swallowed by the sea, or so the story goes. That is the reason why magic is frowned upon here in Skyrim. But I hold no grudge against magic. Truthfully speaking, magic can do wonders. But in front of me, that wonder would be a far cry from home.

'I'm Borislav by the way,' I greeted, extending my trembling hand for a friendly gesture. He stared at it for a good ten seconds.

'Jin Hee,' said the man, accepting my gesture. He shook my hand firmly, and his hand felt like a warm glove for my palm. They are a bit rough, I may add, but it added to his charm.

And his name .

His name is just simply impossible to be forgotten. It kept resonating from the corners of my mind, like an echo.

'Huh. Jin Hee. What a trivial name.'

'Too strange for a Breton such as I?' he asked, and he slowly smiled.

By the grace of Mara, this man is like my dream from heaven! Even the hardy men of Sov'ngarde won't look as mighty fine as he! His teeth are neatly arranged, as white as snow. He is mysterious, and they yet added another point in his charm.

'You're a Breton?!'

'Indeed, I am,' he said, and he slowly rose from the bed, 'I believe this is your bed.'

'Oh no, you must be resting! Delphine said you needed rest.'

'But I have rested enough, and you looked tired. Surely, you need to sleep as well.'

'I am going to sleep,' I said indignantly, 'I am going to sleep here on the floor.'

He sighed. His voice is deep and husky, and each word he spoke makes me tingle in uncertainty.

'If that is your choice '

Suddenly .!

'May I .?'

And then he took off his robe!

Right in front of me!

I thought right then that maybe I was a little tired, but when I blinked, his body filled my entire view! His body is built big! His body looks as though Talos himself sculpted it! Such magnificent arms! They are bulging, hairy, and look firm and strong. His shoulders are interlaced with muscle as well, as he took his arms down, they ticked and flexed, displaying some degree of strength. His chest is very firm, very well-sculpted, so hairy, and so full of meat! His nips are flushed pink, like twin islands in a sea of jet black hair. And his nips are big and peaked, like a point of an arrow. As my eyes traveled slowly down, his chest hair seemed to grow all the way to his abdomen, which has been sculpted as well. Though he sported a hint of fat in his abdomen, it still looks good on him.

When he took off his robe, his musky scent stung my nose, and made me itch in excitement. And I was dazed.

'It's so hot in here. Are you alright?'

His sexy voice shook me once again back to reality.

'Y-yes. Yes I am.'

And so we both slept, with Jin Hee on my bed, while I slept on the floor. I slowly took his robes away from his side and used it as my blanket. I breathed in deeply of his scent, which reminded me of the deep forest glades laced with a gentle touch of fresh winter snow. I kept massaging my cock (if I may, I would like to use these peculiar terms, for I am tired of saying penis) to sate the growing heat that was growing unbidden in my heart and mind. The more I breathed in, the more Jin Hee came into view.

'Borislav ' he whispered, in a sexy tone unheard of, 'come here beside me '

I slowly crept toward my bed and lay down beside him. He hugged me tight, and so did I, until our lips melted upon each other. I sucked on his tongue, and as I did, he pulled me closer to him and our lips crushed together in a gentle kiss of unbidden passion. As we kissed, our breaths were in unison - what he exhaled, I breathed them in, and I to him. He moved on top of me, his sweat slowly dripped from his face.

And then, without warning, he yanked his clothes off. When I saw his chest, I eagerly sprang up and began to suck on his left nip while I played with his right. It was dark, and my senses were heightened for my excitement could not be contained any longer. Every shadow that caressed his body enticed my eyes, for they obscure my view with what is between his hairy, oak-like thighs. He slowly lifted my legs above my head until my knees were touching my shoulders. He kissed my eyes gently and he whispered in my ear, 'Close your eyes, Borislav ...and let me take you far, far away '

His words soothed me, and I put my trust in him. As I closed my eyes, waiting for what is bound to happen, I suddenly felt stinging pain down my buttocks. Something round and warm was pushing down my arse, and it kept its insistence for entry. I instinctively resisted its entry, when once again Jin. He whispered, 'It is alright, Borislav ...Just relax, and breathe in slowly '

I listened intently, and as I slowly peeked, his bearded face came into focus. He was sweating hard, and he was grunting, his epicanthic eyes almost shut. I slowly relaxed my arse, and he slowly began his entry inside me. He felt large, too thick for my liking. The pain was still there, but it slowly drifted away as I began to loosen up. He was slowly inching down, until something inside me tingled. Jin Hee just touched something inside me that made my toes curl and moan in appreciation. As slowly as he entered inside me, his thick thighs and pelvis finally hit my buttocks.

For the first time in my life, I felt full.

Complete.

And he once again whispered, 'Are you ready?'

I nodded meekly, and with just that, he slowly moved out of me, stopping halfway from the hilt. Then, in full force, he slammed back down. And I was in his mercy, for he kept thrusting in and out of my body with such degree of strength, that the wooden bed creaked loudly and began to tremble! With each thrust, I felt pleasure and pain, intertwined like snakes, teasing my fevered mind with more lust in my entire life.

Each thrust he made brought peals of joy in my soul, and each quake in his movements brought unhindered lust in my gasps. He kept calling my name as he started to pick up his pace. My body began to shake, as his voice slowly faded into an echo .

'Borislav '

He also began to sound more distant, as the wind began to whisper loudly in my ears. I swore then that the wind sounded human.

'Borislav '

The whispers turned into murmurs, and I felt Jin Hee grip my left shoulder hard, shaking me as if I need to wake up. Slowly, the first beams of sunlight peeked in the windows, and his voice began to sound more feminine.

'BORISLAV!'

My eyes snapped open.

I saw Delphine, Orgnar, and Jin, He standing around me, and for the first time in my life, I felt stupid.

And Jin Hee stared at me with his squinting eyes. He was staring at me, but not at my face. He was squinting down. Then I realized -- I completely forgot about his robe!

I sprang up, and instantly gave him his robe back, saying pitiful excuses such as it fell off the bed, picked it up and used it as a blanket and such. He snatched in my grasp, and he stared dagger looks at me. And I knew why -- it was soaking wet from my own perspiration!

'I-I am so sorry -- '

'Don't you know that this robe is special?!' he said rather loudly. I guess he was that mad, for I had ruined his robe.

'I didn't know -- '

'Of course you don't know, just like the rest of you magic - haters!'

'Sir, that's just unfair -- ' Delphine started, but Jin, He interrupted her.

'This is none of your concern, woman!'

'He's right, Delphine,' I said, and tried to stifle my quaking fear, 'and I am truly sorry that I messed up your robe.'

And those words made everyone quiet for quite a long while, before Delphine cleared her throat.

'If this quarrel's over, breakfast is served.'

I slowly made my way to the tavern, when Orgnar helped us with the meal of the day -- smoked venison and stew with rabbit meat. Even though it smelled heavenly, it did not soothe my spirit, for the man of my dreams was already seething at me. Alas, only in my fantasies were he as kind as a spouse.

I just wished he would like me better .