Trying to write a sex scene while stoned...
spoiler: no actual sex. 😂
Tagging @lillxart @dirty-bosmer @skyrim-forever @theoneandonlysemla
“Well, here we are. This is the moment we’ve been waiting for.” Larkspur spread out his arms and his untied robe spread open with them, revealing his bronze, shining nudity.
“Yes,” Miranja breathed throatily as she struggled unsuccessfully not to let her gaze move straight toward the apex of his strong, lean, delectable thighs. Rather than following his example, she squeezed her shoulders inward a bit and let her robe fall to pool around her feet, crossing one arm over her chest demurely. Any insecurity about her aging body flew out the window at the flood of warmth that Larkspur’s appreciative gaze filled her with. Not to mention the slight twitch of his mostly-flaccid member.
“How shall we begin?” Larkspur asked, taking one step closer to her.
“You’re not averse to skooma, are you?”
Larkspur smiled knowingly, revealing his glowing white teeth. They were moist and shone and flickered in the candlelight. “Just a bit, for a little pleasure enhancement? Not at all, my lovely.”
Miranja poured the skooma into the hookah, and they lounged opposite each other, as they each took one draw. They held it as long as they could, narrowing their eyes at one another in a challenge to see who could hold the vapors in longest. Larkspur lost it first, and his embarrassed laughter made Miranja struggle not to laugh as she continued to hold her breath.
“Whoo, just laughing feels delicious!” Larkspur cried.
Miranja watched him with great interest and curiosity, having never seen him lose his composure to this point. She couldn’t wait to see if he spilled anything about secret feelings.
While she never indulged any other time, she loved skooma on occasions like this. It worked almost instantaneously, and it made you deliciously sensitive to touch – as if she wasn’t already sensitive enough without the skooma. She could see why the addiction was so prevalent among the pleasure-loving Khajiit. Another effect, a mixed blessing: It also made you feel like baring your soul to someone.
