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        ⟫»—> Cognac eyes didn’t necessarily know what to look at. A million thoughts fought for his attention all at once, though they found p u r c h a s e and examined her face in the brief moments that the dark veil was removed. For a creature so potent, so deadly, it was a wonder that even a dragon could find her so visually enticing.

        But the garment she wore - if thats what one called half the items of Em’s wardrobe, surely - was flicked off so fluidly it was to say she had much practice. Brow rose, a heat in his cheeks that burned not only his pride but honor as well, and the whites of his eyes grew without his permission. It was allowed only a moment, only a fleeting few seconds of weakness before a smirk plastered over his face, carnal and devilish.

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        Swiftly he was before her, a strong arm skating across the exposed flesh of her back and pulling her close. He stole a single, deep kiss before pressing his forehead against hers, his eyes dancing with mirth.

        Whoever denied you a throne before be damned, prunah, rest assured you would be the fairest queen of Skyrim. I would be sure of it.

      Like a bookworm devoured the pages of a book, she read and understood every crease and twitch upon a man’s face. She didn’t need those skills to know what the reddening in his face was–certainly something she expected from the shy likes of her Alduin, but the lustful smirk, though she liked it when she played games with her bait, seeing that look on his face reminded her of certain events she didn’t want to be remembering at this current time.

      That inner turmoil heightened with the kiss that she did not return, but decreased like water receding from a shore with the gentle bump of his forehead against hers. His words had her eyes prickling, and she was happy they were concealed under her shades, though her smile made up for any mirth her eyes kept from him. “Whoever denied me a throne is going to be damned, babe. I’m going to damn him, make him wish he never laid a hand on me.” With her lips barely brushing against his, she murmured, “I’d be honored to rule beside you, Alduin, great dov of Skyrim.”

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