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justmightyshadows · 3 days

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A Druid Walks Into a Bar with a Ranger

Was requested that I write more Jaheira smut. So here we go!

This is a post bar fight setting with some great hot ya know after. Tiny tiny bit of angst. lots of NSFW. Rated: Explicit

Getting into a bar fight was not on the top of your list after leaving Baldur’s Gate. Yet, after you beat everyone at darts, blindfolded, and Jaheira beat them at drinking games you found yourselves fighting off a couple of aggressive challengers - mad that you had ‘stolen’ their money. Your first thought had been to ignore them but once one had put his hands on you, you knew it was too late. Jaheira reacted before you could, slamming them into tables and throwing them viciously into walls until no one dared come near you both.

You walked away victorious but battered, your nose broken and your hands scraped and bloodied. Jaheira sported a small cut above her eye that was bleeding profusely. She grabbed you by the waist, pulling you close as she guided you through the crowd, up the stairs and down a small hallway to the room she had rented for the night.

Inside, the barely lit candles flickered against the wooden walls, your eyes took a second to adjust to the light. She had picked a pretty bare room but it had a bed, a chair and a random but very luxurious leather couch against the far wall.

“Sit down, little bird.” She said - her voice was thick and soaked into your ears gently. You obeyed, as usual, sat in the hard wooden chair and let her fret over your injuries, her hands cleaned the grime and blood from your wounds, taking extra care to heal the scrapes against your knuckles as well. Her body was so close to yours you could feel the heat radiating off it.

“I’ll have to set your nose. It will hurt. A lot.” She looked into your eyes as she gave the stern warning. In response you reached out to her, holding onto the back of her thighs for support and tilted your head up toward her, defiant. She grinned down at you, pressing her fingers hard against either side of the ridge until a satisfying click of bone meant she had pushed it back into place. The heat radiated like a small fire across your face, pulling tears from your ducts and down your face.

“You did well, I knew you would.” She kissed both of your cheeks softly praising you with whispers into your ear.

You didn’t even cry out. How strong you are. My little bird doesn’t even flinch at a broken nose.

She made her way toward the couch across from you, shed her shirt and poured herself a small glass of whiskey before sitting, her legs spread wide and her head leaned against the back of the seat.

If this was meant to turn you on, it did.

She smirked as she caught you gazing over her body, your eyes followed the trail of her neck down to the tip of her breasts.

You rose without thinking coming to rest on your knees between her legs, the night’s events replayed in your head as she undid your braid, shaking your hair loose until it cascaded down your back in dark sheets and massaged the base of your scalp.

“You were such a hot head tonight, aren’t you supposed to have outgrown that at your age?” You teased her as your hands found a large purple bruise on her side. She chuckled, looking down at you as you healed the wounds on her body with the little bit of magic you could muster.

“Yeah - some habits have only gotten worse in my old age. I’m more protective than ever, more jealous. Maybe I am just afraid to lose you.” She threw the drink back, placing the empty cup on the table harshly. Her hand found yours and she smiled into your wrist, her warm breath prickling against your skin before she planted a kiss. It set your skin on edge, small goosebumps rising along your body in response.

“I’m not going anywhere, Jaheira.” You said softly to her - she had been speaking about losing you so much since you were kidnapped month’s ago.

“I know, I won’t allow it.” Her eyes flashed dangerous shades of yellow and gold as she spoke. You could feel your head being guided forward to the space between her breasts, your lips meeting her skin eagerly, a hard suck earning you the softest of moans from her. She pulled you to her nipple wordlessly letting you decide how to please her. Your mouth opening around it as your tongue glided over the erect flesh, lapping it forward into a suck as you looked up into her eyes, the thin slits staring back at you showed you were on the right track. She moved you to the other one as her hands undid the buttons and ties keeping your clothing on until it hung limply from your body.

“Take this off, I want to see you bare.” She pushed you back a bit with the palm of her hand, your hands tore the clothing off easily, the thin fabric falling gracefully behind you. She unbuttoned her pants in front of your face sliding out of them slowly, revealing the silvery bush and wet center, teasing you with her closeness before going back to her place on the couch.

“You know where I want you.” She growled - the gravel catching in her voice as her hand led you between her legs by the back of your head.

“And you know where I want to be.” You whisper into her thighs. Your knees pressed into the ground as your mouth brushed against her. You inhaled - taking in the smell of her body, her want poured off of her - then you dove in. Your tongue spread her lips apart savoring the taste, you moaned into her and she dug into your shoulder affectionately with her nails. Her hand led you to every spot she wanted you, her personal toy to guide and control, until she shuddered, climaxing against your mouth, pressing you forward into her desire as she finished. She shed you to the side as she stood up and rummaged through her bag looking for what she wanted to play with next.

Her new strap was the same color as the last, fleshy, serious, just bigger - the harness end was made to fill her as well, just like she liked it. She slid it on, her mouth twitching slightly with pleasure as it entered her and headed over to you. Pulling you up by the long strands of hair she slapped your ass and ordered you to ride her.

“Put your youth to use.” She joked - you are far older than she will ever be but you smile along anyway lifting yourself to straddle her hips. You avoided her gaze as you lowered yourself onto her new favorite toy, your lips parted as you let out the faintest moan, the tense sensation of it rising into you was blissful.

Your body tensed so you glanced down to see that 3 inches or so still won’t fit.

Of course she picked this one, you thought.

Her face cracked into a grin as she smacked your ass again, your hips responded with experienced rolls, your hands shook out your hair as you showed off your body to her. Her hands met your waist and as always she tried to guide you, push you, into the positions that she thinks are best. Your body tried to sink onto it even further but your mind held you back. She watched you intently her hands pushing you down and her hips lifting upward to ease the rest inside to no avail.

“Ah - Jaheira. I’m full.” The strap wastoo big, it pressed against you roughly as she bucked her hips upward, again. She caressed your face, touching the bit of sweat that had started to bead there.

“You can take more. Here. I’ll show you.” Before you can protest she’s flipped you to be on your back, the cold leather couch a shock against your skin as she begins to work inside of you. Her hands pushed back against your legs, opening you up to her smooth, hard strokes. You feel yourself filling with it, more and more, far more than you thought you could take until her skin touched yours. Her hips flush against your thighs and ass. You both shudder at the contact - the warm feel of each other’s flesh is delightful.

“Look at you, so full. Ready for me.” She said with her head raised into the air, her hips thrust in and out with punctuated slaps of your bodies together. Your eyes fall back into your head, your mouth open and vocal to the pleasure you are feeling underneath her. You take your hands and find her nipple, the other grabbed hard against her flexed ass and she purred at you - the softest voice she has ever had falls down at your perked up ears.

“I need you to say my name.” You gasp for air and push it out of your almost useless mouth.

You know what she wants, where she this is goin.

“I’m here, Jaheira. I’m not going anywhere.” Her eyes close defensively as she slammed into you again and again - trying to make your bodies one.

You could tell she was close, but she held back, waited, brought her lips to your chest to send you over the edge, your legs shake involuntarily, flailing in the air and she moaned loud into you, closer to a roar than anything else. You both remain intertwined in ecstasy for what feels like far longer than you’d ever climaxed before. When she slid out your hole felt empty, it begged for more with gentle pulsing muscles, you pulled her onto you and kissed her deeply.

“That was..”

You don’t have the words to explain and she doesn’t try to give them to you.

Her own were unable to describe the sensation either.

It filled the space around you as you both try to catch your breath.

The sun peeked out over the horizon as she settled into you.

“We can stay here another night. I’m not finished with you yet.” She rest her hand on your entrance as she drifted off to sleep, muttering small praises in her dreams - assuring herself that you were right there with her.

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