Skyrim One-Shots

Ondolemar x Reader(Female) ~Dinner and Dash~

With silent footsteps, a sultry walk, and a devilish grin, you approached the tall Altmer's back comfortably.

He'd been giving orders to one of his guards, voice cold and stern.

Lightly, you tapped his shoulder, and he glanced behind him, locking eyes with you. He shooed off the guard, then turned to you, your head barely reaching his shoulder.

"Got the amulet, elfie," you state, the smirk on your face only widening as you swung the amulet of Talos carelessly around your finger. Ondolemar's face remained indifferent, other than a simple narrowed eye.

"Good. Here is your reward."

He started to reach for a pouch on the lining of his uniform, but you shook your head teasingly.

"Nuh-huh, hun. If you're gonna hand me money, I hope you can understand that I'd rather have something else."

He lowered his head to have proper eye contact, then just barely, the corner of his mouth lifted at the challenge. "Something else, you say?"

You nodded with a sly simper, "You seem to have an idea already, Altmer."

"That I do. Where are you currently staying?"

"Silver-Blood inn."

"Room?"

"Whichever's cheapest. I don't care for lavish things, at least, not bought by my own hand."

"Be dressed in something other than armor before sunset," he directed. You raised a brow.

"I can do that," you stated.

"I must be going now. I bid you well, ____, was it?"

"I'm the one," you grinned, "see ya, hunny buns."

He was about to turn around, but he hesitated, a frown growing on his face. "Your nicknames are disgracing," he muttered.

"You'll get used to 'em, promise," you winked as you turned, beginning to walk away.

He scoffed, beginning to also stalk off.

''''''

Humming quietly, you slipped on a dress of your favorite color, it's lovely shape pleasing your standards. Though you rarely wore dresses and much often preferred to feel powerful rather than beautiful, a reminder of your womanhood was always welcome.

Your boobs looked fantastic, too. That was also the very reason you'd gotten the rather mature gown compared to the more conservative ones. 

 Needless to say, you were a fan of one-night stands.

Leaning over a bowl of fresh water, you grabbed a thin stick oh kohl and lined your eyes carefully. The man you were aiming for certainly would not be interested in someone dressed messily during a date.

Gods above, you couldn't believe you were doing this just for sex.

Taking a generous inhale, you straightened your back, held your head high, and slowly exhaled, a fresh grin coming onto your features once more.

Just then, (expert timing, you had to note) two quick knocks echoed in your room, and you walked over to the door.

When you opened it, your stomach flipped.

Ondolemar had ditched the overlayer of his Justiciar robes, leaving him in the black, fitted undercoat and trousers. 

He kept his hair shaved, which you didn't mind, being most Altmer often grew out obnoxiously long locks regardless of gender. It suited him anyway.

After he did a scan of what you were wear and seemed pleasantly surprised, he held out a hand. "Ravishing when you are not dressed like a barbarian, Lady ____. Come."

"I am no lady, but thank you," you laughed, taking his hand and closing your room doors behind you as you both started to walk out of the hallway. 

"I will observe and see," he assured, people staring suspiciously as you both entered the main part of the inn, only to walk right out.

The night air bit at you, but thankfully, you'd gotten a gown with sleeves.

Trusting that Ondolemar wasn't about to murder you, you didn't question as he walked you out of the city and past the stables.

It wasn't until you were in front of one of the miner's houses when he paused.

"The miners are out for the week, I believe. Either way, this one is not used," he explained, opening the door to usher you in.

Lanterns were lit around the room, thought the main center of attention being the set table with food fit for a king.

Also, a note that you caught onto quite with a bit of mischievousness, there was a large bed in the corner.

The Thalmor chuckled, a deep vibration, and closed the door as warmth flooded back in, the fire crackling.

"After food," he assured, and you glanced to him to see a small cocky smirk on his face.

You rolled your eyes, but smiled. "I suppose I have to wait now, don't I? Never the matter, this is wonderous. Thank you, truly"

"You asked for payment in a different form, ____. You are not frightened to receive it different ways, I trust."

He pulled out a chair as he talked, smoothly and elegantly, and sending a shock down your spine.

Oh, you were going to enjoy this.

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It's a Thalmor member.

What did you expect other than some before-smutty stuff?

Lol, I'm kidding.

Requests?

Other than that,

I guess I'm Dani out,

Adieu!