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sudoviansnelf · 16 days
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Self-indulgence of a touch-starved Snow Elf
I wrote a smut fic on AO3 with the pairing Gelebor/Female Nord (it's basically a Reader-insert) and I'm sharing some snippets here
“…how do… you know Falmeris?” he couldn't help but inquire, his curiosity piqued by this unexpected revelation. Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment, her earlier confidence waning.
"I'm sorry, I don't actually know it. Just memorized some words." as he regarded her with a puzzled expression once more, she elaborated on her encounters with scholars who endeavored to compile a dictionary containing the remnants of ancient Falmer preserved in scrolls and ancient texts.
“…So you just memorized it?” he exclaimed in disbelief. The language of his ancestors had vanished millennia ago. It was a peculiar twist of fate to encounter someone who possessed even a fragmentary knowledge of it.
She regards him with a lingering gaze, and he finds himself ensnared in the depths of her eyes. How long has it been since he last beheld such warmth and invitation in another's gaze?
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"My lady," he addresses her, his voice deep and resonant, though tinged with a subtle vulnerability that belies his usual composure. "I must admit... I haven't had much company in a long while." Gelebor meets her gaze, his eyes betraying a profound yearning, silently pleading for companionship. "Would you... would you care to stay a while longer?" he asks, his voice barely above a whisper, soft and laced with uncertainty. Navigating this unfamiliar terrain proves daunting, yet he is willing to venture forth. For the first time in millennia, he permits himself the indulgence of susceptibility, of allowing someone into his solitary existence. [...]
Caught off guard, Gelebor's eyes widen as the Nord woman draws near, her soft lips meeting his own. A surge of warmth emanates from the point of contact, spreading through his body like wildfire. His heart quickens its pace within his chest, the rhythm resounding in his ears as time seems to momentarily halt.
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sudoviansnelf · 1 month
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"ℑ𝔱 𝔟𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰 𝔪𝔢 𝔤𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔱 𝔭𝔩𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔲𝔯𝔢, 𝔪𝔶 𝔩𝔞𝔡𝔶, 𝔱𝔬 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔫𝔢𝔰𝔰 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔪𝔢𝔯𝔯𝔦𝔪𝔢𝔫𝔱."
A quick piece of a snow elf lady teasing the Chantry's sentinel.
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Loosely based on Frank Dicksee's painting.
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