A night you probably won’t remember (Moira)

 You had no idea how much you had drunk last night but given that your head felt like it had been shaken around by a dragon and the fact your guts felt like they were getting turned by a spear you figured that it was way too much and that wasn’t even beginning what you had done whilst you were drunk out of your mind with you currently trying to piece how those events happens. You knew how it started at the very least, with you having just came back from a quest, one where you gained a valuable companion in that of a Chaurus, a gigantic insect that you could only describe as a mixture of a worm, a ant and a scorpion and they were  equally as deadly as all three of those options but you, with the use of your member, had managed to take by having sex with it. With the beast tamed and you feeling rather famished after a long round with her, you decided to go to a bar and chill out, maybe have a couple of drinks or two, until your plan was derailed by a man by the name of Sam Guevenne, a man with no features other then that he was a breton mage and that he had a rather insatiable appetite for alcohol which you’d soon find out about.

There he would offer you a deal, the man seeming quite drunk already despite the fact you were pretty sure that he had just walked in, you beat him in a drinking contest and he would give you a staff that he was wanting to get rid off. Having nothing better to do and figuring that the already drunk man wouldn’t last long, you said yes to the deal, the man shouting out to the bartender to pour out two jugs of the strongest alcohol that they had there and with that the drinking contest would begin. You’d swallow the first jug easily and then the second jug went down a bit harder before the alcohol started taking effect, more and more running down your throat which made it burn somewhat as you got more and more surprised that your opponent wouldn’t just go down.

Eventually it got to the point where you were so drunk you had to write a tally about how much you were drinking and then it got to the point where you both couldn’t draw a straight line where it soon came to a free for all. After drinking what you assumed to be your weight in booze and feeling as your bloods alcohol level would skyrocket to a point you hadn’t got it too before and that’s when all the memories got rather hazy until now with you walking down a path as you looked down your hand and observed the biggest thing you had done. It seemed that you had somehow got engaged during your little stint although you didn’t know who or why especially given that it seemed like a handcrafted wedding ring instead of one brought from a professional metalsmith.

Other then that you couldn’t remember whatever else could  have happened no matter how hard you tried which meant your first memory was you waking up on the cold half floor, your head feeling like it was made of steel and your guts out of ropes. From then you’d go from feeling sick from nausea to sick with fear when you looked at your hand to see a ring attached to it and then you felt sick with anger when you realized that Sam had left you with not a single staff to your name. With that you got up of the bed that you had made for yourself and went about walking around with three objectives: find out where you were and what path you went on, get the staff that you were owed, and figure out who the hell you had managed to get married to.

Thankfully at least half of those goals were already completed with you knowing that you were married to a person named Moira thanks to Ysolda who told you to take a walk over to Morvunskar which was where you were now. The castle itself was an abandoned and crumbling mess, long left to die by whoever owned it with the only people that had been inside of it were Kate’s squatting within the inner walls with you having been attacked by a couple at the entrance of which your Chaurus dealt with. Now you were inside of the castle, gazing upon the crumbling walls and rotting floor, hearing as it creaked and cracked as you walked, wondering how the hell you were supposed to remember what Moira looked like since you couldn’t even remember the marriage in the first place.

 As you wandered around the ruins you’d swear that there was someone following you, their eyes burning into the back of your skull from a place you couldn’t quite see with you imagining it had to be one of the squatting mages. Either way, they didn’t see directly harming you just yet so you let them stare at you, keeping your hands close to your waist so you could reach your knife in case everything went south, your pet growing more and more weary as she noticed you clutch your blade a couple times. You then moved into a room with a stairwell, the insect clicking before you’d hear something coming down your stairs, your hands moving to your blade as you looked to see what was coming from above only to hear a voice that would knock you off guard somewhat.

“Hello, husband!” The voice said, sounding old and shrill as you finally got a look at Moira herself,seeing that she wasn’t actually a woman like you thought but instead she was a hagraven as indicated by her face which was wrinkled and old, her eyes having a smooth red color like that of a liver and a long nose that resembled a birds beak. Your eyes then moved down the rest of the woman's spindle and old body, the central torso area being mostly fine looking despite the rags that she was wearing which made it look like her clothes were made out of things she had found around the castle, your eyes then looking to see her hands were larger than a average humans,the fingers spanning a further length then your own with each one being tipped with a sharpened edge.  Your eyes then moved down her waist to see the dark feathers moving down from her rear and seeing the woman legs were actually more like bird legs from the knees down, the smooth skin becoming rougher and more segmented and her feet being taloned with claws that scraped and scarred the dirt that she was resting upon as she’d speak to you again.

“You know, it was very rude of you to leave the wedding right after getting married.” She would say to you in a voice that sounded all too loud to your still hungover head, your hands moving to your eyes to rub them as you did so.

“Yeah, I know, I’m sorry about that. You’re Moira, aren’t you?” You asked, figuring it must have sounded like a stupid question but you wouldn’t put it past yourself to get into two drunken marriage arrangements.

“Of course I’m Moira, who else would I be!” She shouted at you as she would point at the ring that was wrapped around your finger, the woman looking up at you before letting her voice become softer somewhat. “Did you pay for that ring? She was complaining that you didn’t pay her, the hussie!” She asked as she would proceed to rub your ring with her finger with you eventually having paid of the ring with a favor that you had done for her midway through this entire quest,

“Yeah, it’s all been paid for, it’s all been done.” You said, a slight sense of awkwardness moving across the air before you’d go to speak again, the woman looking up at you as you’d speak to her. “So, what would you want to do now then, my wife?” You asked, feeling as you had grown more and more curious about the hagraven by the moment, wondering if you could see something in her since your drunk self clearly did even if the amount of drunk had destroyed your mind completely. She would think for a moment, the woman wondering herself as she’d let her eyes glance around the area before she came up with an idea, the woman putting on a smirk on her aging maw before her hand reached to your chest and would start rubbing it in a somewhat sensual manner.

“Well, we never did have time to consummate our marriage, did we?” She asked as she would  raise herself onto her front talons in order to get herself face to face with you before you placed your hands by her waist.

“We certainly didn’t, did we? I suppose it’s time for us to make up for the lost time.” You said, the woman letting out a rather giddy giggle as you’d clutch one of her hands, looking into her eyes as you would do so. “So, why don’t you lead the way to our bed, my dear?” You said, the woman clutching ahold of your hand and eagerly leading the way up the stairs of which you didn’t have the best confidence that they wouldn’t break but, thankfully for you, you were led to the bedroom without being injured. There was a mattress attached to a rusted and ruined bed frame which you would think was good enough for what was going to happen as you’d move her to the bed, placing her on the mattress and grabbing ahold the belt that was keeping up your trousers as you did so.

You’d remove the belt and the fabric would move from your legs down to your ankles with you pulling your feet out of your clothes before grabbing ahold of your underwear and leaving you half naked before her. Meanwhile she had removed her undergarments, revealing her wet pussy to you as she would do so, something that made your half hard cock reach its full extent, a groan moving out across the air as you grabbed ahold of her thin yet muscular legs and spread them apart as you would do so. With that you’d proceeded to move your hips backwards, pushing them through the air like a battering ram as you’d do so, the woman looking at you with eager anticipation for what was to come before you thrusted deep inside of her, both of you moaning in the process.

You’d feel her insides and you felt that they were not worn with age nor form, her pussy walls rubbing across your cock and clenching around your member as she would do so,eager to take her husband inside of her. With that you’d start to withdraw your hips from her waist again, feeling as the fluids would drip off your member as you took your cock out of her inch by inch, bit by bit, hearing as she moaned and groaned to herself, her long fingers latched against the mattress as you did  so. You’d eventually get to the po my where only the tip of your member was inside, your cock twitching around and your hips freezing before you proceeded to ram yourself inside of her again, letting out a groan into the air once again as your hands twitched into the air.

You’d repeat the process several times over, moving your hips upwards into the air before you proceeded to ram yourself downwards inside of her, her inner walls clenching and rubbing against your cock as she did so. With that you’d start moving your hands downwards and onto her body, your hand pushing against her legs before starting to move down her body, slowly moving across her aging skin before one of them would eventually find themselves at her tits, feeling as the somewhat small breast was in your hand. You’d move your other hand down to her thigh, rubbing your fingers across it as you’d hear her moans and gasps grow louder and louder by the moment, your teeth becoming clenched together as you’d feel the fires of lust burning inside of you.

With the fire burning strong you would proceed to clutch ahold of her body harder than you had done beforehand, bending yourself downwards as you would do so before you started thrusting against her, the sounds of your hips ramming against her growing faster and faster. Instead of stopping in the air and letting your cock recover from the pleasure, you’d instead thrust inside of her at a near constant rate, hitting her hips at such a fast rate you could feel her pussy fluids splashing against your waist. You’d watch as her arms would shoot up into the air and clutched ahold of your arms, the woman's long and talon tipped fingers wrapped around your biceps as to make sure she had some kind of grip on your body as the pleasure reverberated through her body.

You’d also feel as her inner walls would start gripping against your member, the woman letting out a gasp into the air as you’d  thrust against them which would cause them to start having some kind of technique to them. They would start unclenching when you rammed inside of them before she proceeded to started to clench around your member, starting at the base of your member to keep it locked inside and then moving the clenching up the inner walls in almost milking style motion. Eventually you’d grow use to this and with that you’d move your other hand away from her thigh and then moved over to her breast, clutching ahold of her breast and groping it mercilessly especially as she would start grinding against your nipple, feeling as it ground against your palm as you did so.

With the fires of lust burning inside of you ever more, you’d start going faster and faster against her even more, your hips blurring in the air as you rammed against her, groaning and you would do so. The womans fluids were, at this point, coating your legs and your waist as you’d push inside of her, drool dripping down the sides of your mouth as you felt her hands move away from your arms and onto your back, nearly scratching apart your shirt as she would do so, the woman’s growls echoing out across the castle. You’d then feel as her legs would join themselves on your back, the woman’s thick bird skin pushing across your back, the woman’s talons clutching against one another to make sure that they didn’t scratch against your back as she did so.

With that you started to feel as you would throb inside of her, your member pushing up against her inner walls which would respond by clenching back as you would do so, making you sigh into the air in the process. You’d then feel as the pressure would start to develop at the tip of your member, starting off small at first and then starting to grow stronger and slowly moving across your cock, eventually getting to the point where you simply couldn’t hold it in for much longer. With that you’d start to orgasm, groaning as the ropes started to push themselves out from your cock and pushed inside of her with you moving to the base to make sure that you were as deep as possible inside of her, the woman clenching her pussy to make sure you couldn’t pull out, not that you wanted too.

Ropes would spray out of your cock and push inside of her, more and more shooting out by the moment and lacing her insides with your white cum, each rope that came out of your member traveling deeper inside of her. Eventually your orgasm would go about reaching its peak, a massive amount of ropes pushing out of your member and deep inside of her, traveling to her deepest reaches as you would do so, the woman letting out a groan and flexing her legs against the air eagerly. Your orgasm would come to an end quickly after that, the ropes growing smaller and smaller by the moment before eventually becoming mere droplets that leaked out of your member and down onto her walls, an exhausted breath coming out of your mouth as you would do so.

It would take you several moments but your eventually pull out of her,both of you sighing out into the air as you would do so before you’d turn yourself around and fell down onto the back of the mattress, letting out a couple of groans out into the air as you feel it against your back as you turned to her smiling face. You looked over to your wife and smiled at her, a grin crossing her face as well as the two of you decided to snuggle up with one another, your limbs ranging one one another as your pet laid at the foot of the bed, snuggled up between the bedposts as you realized that, now that you had found the woman that you had married, it meant you only had one thing to do.

You had to get that staff you’re owed.