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Ondolemar x reader. Distractions

~warning: a lil' bit of *spice*~

'Just sneak into the Thalmor embassy- how hard can that be!' You internally screamed, showing the Thalmor guard an invitation before entering the building. The building was much warmer than it was outside- something rather inviting at this time of year (or all year because it's Skyrim), although it only acted as a catalyst for your hands to become sweaty from nervousness.

"Welcome, I don't believe we've met. I'm Elenwen the Thalmor ambassador to Skyrim- and you are?"

You internally started to freak out- although completely unreasonable for a thought, you were hoping you wouldn't have to speak to Elenwen in her own party.

"I'm (f/n), it's nice to meet you" you voice as calm as you could be, faking confidence as best you could.

"Ah yes, I remember your name from the guest list. Please, tell me more about yourself. What brings you to this... Skyrim?"
"Madame Ambassador, I'm so sorry to interrupt-"

Malborn came to your rescue, distracting her so you could slip away. You gave him a quick nod, before ducking away to find a spot in the room where you could sort through your thoughts. You needed a distraction, and quick. Taking in a heavy breath and stood behind a pillar out of view from most of the guests, steadying yourself as you wiped your sweaty hands on your gown to try and mask your nervousness. You peeked around the pillar, studying the guests before you- most of them in Thalmor uniforms (with the exception of powerful figureheads)- who would have guessed. One turned to you, making you shrink back in fear- until you suddenly recognised the Altmer who looked at you with his own surprised expression.
'Ondolemar... Perfect!' You internally rejoiced, stepping out from behind the pillar and over to him as he waited with a grin on his face- a seemingly rare sight for Thalmor members...

"It's been a while, Ondolemar. How are you faring?" You asked, genuinely curious about his wellbeing, despite the voice in the back of your mind and the intense stare of Malborn screaming at you to skip the chit chat and hurry up. A soft smile graced your lips, Ondolemar letting a slight chuckle out.

"Indeed it has been a while, (f/n). Work has been hard, but not fruitless." He answered, his hands placed on his hips in that sassy Thalmor way- the same way Ancano did. Not surprising- maybe it was in their formal training. "But enough of that, I'm surprised to see you in a place like this." He admitted cocking an eyebrow as if it was phrased as a question. You took the hint, nervously rubbing your arm as you mentally prepared yourself. 'I better not lose our friendship over this...'

"Actually, I need a little help with something... right now..." You confessed, barely able to keep your gaze fixed on his face out of sheer nervousness. A surprised expression crossed his face, his arms now crossing and resting against his chest.

"Very well, my friend. What do you need?" He questioned, his voice low and quieter than before. The nervousness started to bubble away, much to your confusion.

"I need help creating a distraction- it doesn't have to be for long, I just need some sort of scene." You explained, watching an amused expression cross his face

"Very well. I trust that this won't jeopardise my position in any way?" He questioned.

"Depends on the distraction~" You teased, watching as a smirk formed on his lips.

"I'll let Elenwen scold me later then~" He hummed before stepping forward, tugging you towards him by your collar and pulling you into an almost violently desperate kiss as he backed you to a pillar. You tensed up in shock, a small gasp escaping your throat- something he had taken full advantage of as he started roaming his hands around your body and his tongue your mouth. Quickly, people around you took notice as you flushed bright red as the tall Altmer took an effort to intensify the PDA.

His actions stirred the party guests, some utterly disgusted, some completely shocked and some laughing at the situation. Elenwen took notice of the disturbance in the room and turned around from her conversation with a guard only to be met with the sight of Ondolemar getting extremely affectionate towards you. Her eyes widened in shock, not expecting something as absurd as this to happen, as she yelled at Ondolemar to get ahold of himself or at least take it somewhere private- which was surprising as you thought she was just gonna come over and kick both of your asses. You only lightly broke off the kiss, whispering a small 'behind the bar' as he nodded, attacking your lips once more as he dragged you over to the bar occupied by your now very flustered Bosmer friend.

"Quick! Let's go!" He whispered, opening the door which the three of you promptly went through, shutting the door behind you. Ondolemar finished off the kiss, giving a satisfied hum as he let you go from his grasp, you stumbling around as your legs felt like jelly.

"I wasn't expecting that kind of distraction-" You started, which he chuckled to and Malborn groaned, before excusing himself to talk to the chef.

"Well it worked, didn't it?" He teased, his eyes travelling back to your kiss swollen lips.

"I'd definitely say you enjoyed that..." You mumbled, starting to turn towards Malborn to continue on, before Ondolemar grabbed your wrist, pulling you back to him.

"Oh I definitely did, (f/n)~" He whispered into your ear, a hand travelling your jaw as he moved to your neck, planting a hickey as you gasped, Malborn turning back and nearly screeching like a hagraven.

"(f/n)! We don't have time!" He whisper yelled, pulling you from a smirking Ondolemar and through the room.

"I'll see you soon, (f/n)~" He teased, you flushing with embarrassment as Malborn dragged you away.

"Delphine is going to be pissed!"

"Delphine can fuck off"