Seed of The Dragonborn 03: Niranye

Niranye, a tall High elf merchant in Windhelm had just started packing up her stand in the market as darkness covered the empty streets. Due to oversleeping she had to come in late, thus staying late in order to make up for lost time. Several minutes after having a peculiar conversation with her last customer, she decided it was time to head home. That customer was a man by the name of Calixto Corrium. An odd fellow that had just walked away, frequently glancing back at Niranye before turning a corner.

After about twenty minutes of locking her goods up, Niranye stretched her arms and proceeded to walk home in the freezing night. As she was about to turn the corner, she heard a rustling in her stand, right where she was previously standing. Unsure what to make of this, she cautiously approached the stand expecting skeevers or a beggar. In an instant, Calixto jumped out from behind the stand and lunged at her with a butchers cleaver. Niranye managed to evade the swipe, but tripped on a hole in the stone, falling down to the cold hard floor.

Blind with rage, Calixto smiled as he raised the cleaver for his killing strike, when suddenly a hulking man covered in silver Nordic carved armor charged at Calixto making him drop the cleaver in fear. The Nord man raised an Orcish waraxe and slammed the weapon down on Calixto's head, smashing his face into the concrete and completely obliterating the butcher in one fell swoop.

Stunned by what had just happened, Niranye let out a breathy thank you.

 The man reached his hand out to Niranye. "You're welcome."

She got up and hugged the large man, feeling a strange warmth emanating from him. "You're my hero! Please, What's your name?"

"Fenrir." the man said. 

"Fenrir, the dragonborn?" Niranye said feeling her adrenaline flowing. Not knowing what to say, she quickly invited him to her home for dinner, feeling she had just come on way too strong. There was a strange aura around him that made her tingle inside, feeling a strong warmth from being near him that her mind couldn't explain.

Fenrir smirked. "I gotta go tell the guards about what happened, so I don't have time unfortunately

Niranye looked around. "Well, ummm there's no one around right now. Maybe I could repay you by my market stand. 

Fenrir nodded in approval as Niranye grabbed his hand and led him to a covered area behind her stall.

The two began to kiss as Fenrinr grabbed her by the ass and plopped her onto the enchanting table. Niranye began to pull off her shirt revealing her golden supple breasts as Fenrir quickly removed his bulky armor. 

"We must be quick, Fenrir. The guards musn't see us here." Niranye was worried about being caught, but was enjoying the thrill of the danger. 

"Don't worry, it's all under control."

Still sitting on her table, Niranye wrapped her warm legs around Fenris' body feeling warnth in the heat between them. He entered the high elf's temple and began to pound her as they shook the enchantment table's gems off of it. 

"Oh yes! Fuck me Fenrir!" Niranye cried out as they breathed visible air into eachother's open mouths. Niranye wrapper her legs around the nord's ass tighter, pulling him in closer even though his penis took up all of the space in her vagina, unable to go further without breaking her insides. Fenrir started to suck on her Niranye's red nipples sucking the dripping milk out of her firm breasts as they hardened from his suction. Niranye ran her hand through Fenrir's golden hair as he sucked her breasts as if it was the last thing he'd ever do in his life. He slowly closed his eyes as he kept thrusting Niranye, sending convulsive waves through her body as her ass cheeks reverberated on the enchanting table. Niranye could sense the time was almost here. She nudged Fenrir's lips off of her breasts and smiled. "I want it all inside of me. Make this High Elf pussy yours and only yours."

Hearing this, drove Fenrir over the edge as he grabbed the base of his cock as it started pumping. He injected shot after shot of his sperm into the mer woman's body. Feeling delighted, Niranye laid back on the enchantment table and ran her fingers through the excess cum that gushed out of her and onto the table, and toying with the skull on the table. Fenrir finally pulled out. In a moment of ecstasy, Niranye felt a warm rush flow through every part of her body as her stomach started to grow. "Ah! what is this!?"  

"When a dragonborn impregnates someone, they go into an immediate pregnant state. It will last nine months, but you must be strong."

"O-okay...." Niranye said after several seconds of contemplation. She was shocked by this, but she always wanted a little one of her own. She caressed her grown stomach, feeling the warm bliss inside her and looked to the father. "My place is rather small... Is there a place for us?"

"Of course. My property is just down the alley. It's where this bastard was performing his rituals, but it's been cleansed now. Here's the key, and thousands of septims will be in our room.

"Thank you dear..." Niranye said getting dressed, accidentially tearing her ill fitted clothes thanks to the stomach bulge. It was as if she felt a warmth constantly inside her. She realized soon it was because she was a mother of dragonblood. She would find a nice quiet existence in the house, only working her stall a few hours a day as she felt like it, with the dovahkiin's continual income flow.

Fenrir alerted the guards and Jarl Ulfric of the butcher's intent.....and his fate. Along with that, he saw to it that Niranye would reside in his Windhelm home and live a life of ease and luxury.