#generaltullius

[mheyting]

Sammy took the cart to Solitude, watched a beheading and loaded up on Solitude’s beginning quests #skyrim #dragonborn #solitude #bardcollege #generaltullius #jareera #taarie #captainaldis (at Chez Heyting) https://www.instagram.com/p/BsUesjTAZz4zp0jobHH0VEHF-kJPjqVKXc2nqE0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=gwkal6lkxm9e

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Kissed

26. Stomach

The early morning rays lit up the room. It had been a month since leaving Skyrim and coming to the general’s home country. The weather was nicer and the forests felt more alive. It was a new sense of calm. 

Kvasir opened his eyes and looked up at the general who was still asleep. He deserved it after everything that had happened in Skyrim. He watched him for a bit before smirking and going down a bit and laying a few kisses on the others stomach causing the older male to chuckle. He then went back up and lightly kissed him on the lips. If this was what his future was to be like he could handle it. 

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12, 18, & 19

12. Biggest Fantasy

Biggest fantasy? A sexual one being rendered immobile and teased and fucked. He’s always had some control and he’s sort of interested in what it would be like to have no control. A normal fantasy? Security and being able to stop moving and have a normal life. 

18. Biggest Insecurity 

His upper body actually. It’s covered in scars and all the memories of his time as a slave. He sees them as a horrible part of himself and even in sex will wear a shirt. 

19. Weapon of choice

He prefers swords. Having a like for ebony as well. 

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7 & 12

7. How well do they work in a group?

Poorly. He isn’t use to working with others and if someone commands him to do something it won’t end well due to how stubborn he is. 

12. What kind of a talker are they? Loud or very quiet? Do they stop to listen or do most of the talking? Do they use their hands a lot?

Drunk Kvasir is the biggest flirt and talker. More so then sober Kvasir. When drunk he can be loud and just rambles. Sober Kvasir knows when to shut his mouth though. 

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{See’s the boo all sad. EXCUSE ME WHILE I GO SAVE MY BOO FROM SADNESS. I WILL PUNCH A BEE I DON’T GIVE A FUCK.}

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"You're alive! Oh, thank god!"

He looked up at him as he ran up to him. He could see the shock in the others eyes and he didn’t blame him. His body was covered in bruises and cuts. Tortured for loving the general that now looked at him in shock. “I’m sorry.” he whispered softly.

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He slowly opened his eyes blinking as streams of sunlight hit his eyes. He shifted and was quickly brought into a tighter embrace. How long had it been now? Six months now? He let himself be held and listened to the other mans soft breathing. It was an odd sense of bliss to be like this. The war in Skyrim still raged and everyday he felt his stomach churn in fear of the man holding him possibly being killed. He closed his eyes trying to block it out. Maybe this was love. Caring so much it made him feel sick. 

He heard the other let out a low sigh and a kiss pressed against the back of his neck. “Morning.” he breathed. 

[northernysmir-blog]

+5

“You know, I really wish the guards would stop taunting me. I only complained about someone stealing my sweetroll one time!”