Skyrim Preferences and Smut

Brynjolf x reader

If one would guess that things around the guild would relax after it was back on it's feet, they'd be terribly wrong. This truth especially rings clear for the new guild master. However, though the stress of the organization weighs heavy on your soldiers there are still certain moments that grant the slightest reprieve.

It was likely early in the morning, but seeing as the cistern's only light from above was in the center- you had no way of confirming your suspicion. Either way you didn't actually care whether it was day or night. No, the only thing that preoccupied your thoughts was the man laying peacefully beside you in your bed. Rather, the bed that belonged to both of you.

It was easy to admit that you found the redhead attractive ever since he first approached you in the market area and his flirting surely didn't hinder his allure either. However your heart wasn't won over so easily, not until Mercer's betrayal all those years ago, where he attempted to kill you only for you to return and learn that brynjolf took it upon himself to try to find you. That's when a true fire was ignited between you two.

Needless to say, your love blossomed into a relationship that most of the guild rejoiced. Which brings you back to your present reality, gazing into the uncharacteristically serene face of the one you held most dear.

With a gentle hand you couldn't fight back the proud smile that tugged at your lips as you brushed back a single flame colored lock obstructed your view behind his ear. The twitching of his hand didn't go unnoticed as he stirred, but all you did was rest your own above it to calm him before he awakened.

Sighing softly you decide your duties can wait the slightest bit longer as you press your bare body closer into his. Now releasing his hand in favor of wrapping your arm around his broad shoulders and burying your face into the crook of his neck, his scent flooding your senses as you closed your eyes.

That is until his toned arm abruptly moved to wrap around the small of your back and pull you flush against him- the skin to skin contact good enough to make you shudder in delight. With a light chuckle he kissed the top of your head before moving down and nuzzling you, the fiery stubble on his face tickling your neck in the process.

"How long have you been awake my dear?" You inquired, surprised yet very much so happy as you traced imaginary figures on his back with the tip of your index finger.

"Long enough to know you've been staring right at me, lass." He answered, causing a blush to envelop your face.

"Well, It's only fitting I admire one of the finest trinkets I've acquired." You wittingly responded, now making him blush as you pulled back from his embrace only to join the two of you back together in a sweet and promising kiss.