Vaulreth's Indulgence

As one of leaders of their vampiric order in High Rock, Vallus requires someone who can be more than just a servant, enlisting the service of her subordinate Vaulreth Duerkarn to give her a reversal of roles. Set in the Elder Scrolls Online universe. Contains: Orgasm denial, teasing, mild bondage, mild violence, male dom, anal, vaginal.

Vallus waved her hand, gesturing for the levitating books to follow her as she walked through the castle undercroft. The books hummed with a slight tingling sound, like pieces of glass brushing gently against each other as they bobbed through the cool, castle air behind her. The lower level of the castle served as a storeroom and as a laboratory, several bubbling alchemical apparatuses simmering amidst the red glow of the glass lanterns hanging from the ceiling. Lining most of the walls down there were bookshelves filled with mostly tomes and journals accounting spells, ancient history of Nirn and Oblivion and other such practical knowledge for a priestess of Nocturnal and an amoral adventurer like the bosmer vampire was. 

Vallus looked up at the bookshelf above her, stretching her hands downward before levitating upwards a couple of feet. She ran her fingers across the backs of a row of books before taking one off and floating back down. She heard a soft chuckle behind her as she started paging through the book.

“You know, you could have just asked me to get it down for you…”

Vallus glanced over her shoulder towards her apprentice, Sarvyn. The silver-haired dark elf had his own book in hand as he stood at the other end of the room in front of a small mountain of literature. A vampiric knight of their order, he wore armor akin to those of the Cult of the Whispering Shadows, as black as the wings of the ravens often in the company of the two elves. Despite the pale skin and cursed eyes of undeath, his face still held onto the youth he had when he was turned. So did she of course, but no one would suspect she was several hundred years older than him.

“If I had wanted you to get it, I wouldn’t have asked. I would have commanded you, Sarvyn,” Vallus said, her tone only slightly teasing. 

Sarvyn held up the book in his hand as he raised an eyebrow at her. 

“Did you find this Journal that Lord Vardus wrote about Crow’s Wood? He goes into-”

“It’s shite.”

Sarvyn frowned slightly at her response. She let out a huff of a sigh before glancing at him again, the books floating around her seeming to droop down and together a bit as if listening in on their conversation.

“Sorry, but you and I both know that Evergloam is beyond mortal comprehension, so his attempts to write it all off as illusion magic and nothing more is the weak rationalization of a conceited mortal who can’t handle not knowing everything. First step to knowing Nocturnal is knowing you don’t know her.”

Despite being a wood elf and despite her more uncouth hairstyle, Vallus’s accent was refined like an altmer’s or a dunmer’s, her somewhat deep, smooth voice and demeanor reflecting the eons spent with scholarly and noble vampires, her slender muscular form held in a black, frilled coat.

Sarvyn suddenly looked embarrassed. He blinked rapidly a few times before turning away. 

“Ah. Y-yes. Of course. Forgive me, master,” he closed the book and stuck it back on the pile in front of him.

She brushed her red hair back over one of her horn-like antlers as he turned back to her books, running a finger over a line on one of the pages of the floating books before looking back down to the one in her hand. A myriad of blue symbols flew through the air before forming into a translucent map in front of her. She narrowed her eyes as the lines took shape in the form of Vvardenfell before the sound of footsteps echoed from the hall leading out of the library. She turned towards the door as Vaulreth stood in the doorway of the undercroft in his own long-coat, an elegant mix of breton and high elven style, same as her own. She looked him up and down as he took a step forward and bowed slightly.

“My lady. You wished to see me?” the high elf vampire asked as he looked back up at her.

“Not here, Vaulreth,” Vallas said, feigning indifference, turning back to her map as she spoke matter-of-factly. “Go wait in the suite in the east wing. I’ll be there in a moment.”

Vaulreth arched his brow in a look of suspicion before eyeing Sarvyn and walking back out. Sarvyn watched Vallus as she started closing her books and sending them flying back up onto the various bookshelves across the room, the spectral map vanishing as she did so. 

“I thought you didn’t like Vaulreth.”

Vallus groaned internally at the remark. She had been waiting for it, but the edge of Sarvyn’s tone irritated her more than she thought it would. She started towards the door as she responded, avoiding his gaze.

“I do like him. Our work just rarely has us interact with each other. He’s always tomb delving and I’m looking after a man who can’t be naked in the same room with me.” 

Sarvyn sighed. “You know it’s nothing to do with me not finding you attractive, and you know I see you as a friend as much as a master, but I just don’t want to complicate things between us.”

Vallus wanted to lash out at him, but she always ended up cowing him into agreeing with her, which wasn’t going to work in this instance. She could simply command him to do whatever she wanted, and within reason, he’d do it, but it’d be dispassionate and clumsy. She wanted someone who would take her like a monster, not like a shy boy. So since talking him down was pointless, she left him in the undercroft alone. 

Walking out into the corridor, she made her way up the stair-case into the center of the castle. Skull-shaped sconces lit the halls, red drapes and tapestries garish to some, but warm and comforting to Vallus and the rest of the order. A glance out of one of the red, stained-glass windows revealed a nearly full moon out in the cold sky that evening. Part of her just wanted to walk out the front door and wander into the fog-covered mountains of Rivenspire outside. She was restless though, and desperately craved either a neck to bite or have her neck bitten. Or both.

She had talked with Vaulreth about as much prior. In spite of her position of seniority in the order as an elder vampire, she found the constant subservience to not be to her liking, at least in a sexual context. Vaulreth understood and had agreed to help her in this manner, though even she wasn’t sure as to the extent of what he had planned for her.

Continuing to the third floor of the castle, she stepped through a small study before walking into the large throne room. It was empty for now, but the metal sconces still flickered softly, causing the massive stained-glass window behind the throne to practically writhe in the firelight. Opening the door at the other end of the room, she stepped into the east wing. A moderately large room, it was essentially a bedchamber. As vampires, they had no need for a multitude of beds, considering they generally slept in coffins, so the large bed at the end of the chamber was primarily for the higher ups of the order like Vallus or Vaulreth to fuck in. 

The myriad of candelabras were lit around the room, and the fireplace was lit, but she didn’t see Vaulreth. After a moment she took off her coat and set on one of the chairs by the fireplace, the moment it left her fingertips a red cloud of mist appeared behind her, materializing into Vaulreth’s form. She turned and looked up at him, having to crane her neck in the process. She wasn’t exactly tall by wood elf standards, and Vaulreth was hulking by high elf standards as he stood at least a foot taller than her. As he loomed over her, his piercing eyes boring into her, she fought back the impulse to step back, instead holding her ground as she gave him a deadpan look. 

“Little old to be playing around, aren’t you?” she asked, her chest already tightening up at being so close to him.

He smirked as he flicked his fingers towards the door, having it slowly close itself with magic before locking. 

“What’s immortality without a bit of silliness? It’d be just as boring as a hunt without…” he lets his voice trail off as he brushes a hand down her check and towards her neck. “...violence.”

He wrapped his fingers around her neck and jaw with one hand, his other reaching down to her waist with the other. She gasped slightly before smiling into a purring hum. She reached down towards his thighs, her hands starting to move up towards the growing lump in his pants. Before she could grasp anything, he changed his grip on her, grabbing her back the back of the neck and scooping his other arm under her legs, carrying her over to the bed before throwing her down with a bit of force. Her body jolted slightly as she responded to the coarse gesture, reflexively baring her teeth as he glared indignantly up at him. He bared his own in a grin as he unbuttoned his shirt.

“I’ve seen you in combat, Vallus. I’ve seen the look in your eyes as you bathe in blood, as your foes get lucky and land strikes on you. You become a completely different vampire in the company of pain.” 

He flicked his fingers again as the footlocker at the end of the bed flipped open on its own. He dropped his shirt on the floor as he walked over towards it. As she traced her eyes up his lightly tattooed form, she finally noticed the fresh rose petals covering the bed underneath her. She smiled up at him slightly, touched by the effort he went to be romantic amidst his seemingly brutish performance.

He pulled out a few coils of black rope and looked her up and down for a moment. 

“I’d love to see that vampire come tonight,” he said, chuckling at his own joke.

Her grin vanished at his garish pun. She leapt off the bed towards him, sending him nearly falling backwards as she bit down into his neck. He groaned slightly before chuckling. He grabbed onto one of her horns threatening to pull her off of him by it, yet her fangs dug even deeper into his skin, blood dripping down his bare chest. He wrenched her off of him with a slowly gesture, letting her tear though his skin as he lifted her up before pushing her down onto the bed again, this time holding her in place. She ran her tongue along her lips as her smile returned, a devilish glint in her red eyes as she eyed him up and down. 

“Be careful what you wish for…” Vallus said, her words out of breath as she struggled against his weight on her wrists.

Vaulreth grinned back at her as the skin she bit into already started to heal before her eyes. The rope still bunched in his hand started to slither around her body, coiling around her arms and legs like vines. He started pulling her remaining clothes off, tossing them onto the floor as the ropes wrapped spread her legs up to her arms, tying her wrists and ankles together. Simply ripping off her small clothes with one hand, he grabbed her by the neck again, pushing her down against the bed almost hard enough to cut off her breathing for a few moments. His other hand gently caressed her firm breasts, gently brushing across her skin in stark contrast to the tightness of the ropes and his fingers around her. He suddenly pulled all of his pressure off her throat, letting her catch her breath for a moment before pinching one of her nipples. She gasped, crying out in spite of herself, a mix of pain and ecstasy on her face before quickly turning to fury and indignation. 

She thrashed about in her bonds as he squeezed her neck again, his hand brushing across the skin above her clit as he leaned down towards her, his breath tickling her cheek for a moment before he opened his mouth and bit down on her ear. Though his fangs didn’t pierce her skin, it was still with enough pressure to hurt. He flicked his tongue across the edge of her ear, the sensation causing her to buck and twist in his grasp, her eyelids flickering as she labored for breath. 

She felt her sex start to throb from his touch on her inner thighs and surrounding area. He was careful not to touch her clit or inside her folds, but got as close as possible. Close enough in fact for his fingers to get slippery from her wetness as it overflowed from her. She growled in frustration, earning a sudden spank on her ass. She moaned as she bucked and writhed harder against him and the bondage.

He let go of her ear with his teeth and growled, the deep sound reverberating through her. She shivered as she ceased her struggle. He smiled as she stopped, holding his hand across her folds.

“Good girl.” 

The condescending affirmation from a man who was essentially her subordinate shocked Vallus out of her stupor, but before she could react with the appropriate indignation, he dove his fingers into her opening. Her eyes opened wind as she moaned, louder than seemingly even Vaulreth expected, his slender, soft hands caressing her sex as she shook in place. He massaged her gently, curling his fingers up into her depths, causing her to arch her back slightly each time.

Her breathing grew heavier as her eyelids fluttered closed, her eyes rolling up as her mouth fell open. His motions grew harder and more rapid as he watched and felt her edge ever closer before quickly pulling his hand out and letting go of her throat. She gasped, screaming in frustration through gritted teeth as she shook on the bed for a moment. He chuckled before pushing his pants down and bringing his large cock up to her opening, revealing the rest of his rose-thorn tattoos all across his hairless body.

“You wanted to cum?” His tone was more than condescending.

She glared up at him with enough venom to kill a mammoth. He arched his eyebrows expectantly at her.

“I’m… I’m not going to give you the satisfaction of an answer.”

Vaulreth chuckled as he rubbed his fingers across her asshole. “You may regret saying that, my lady.”

He pushed a wet finger into her asshole causing her to jolt a bit from the sudden entry. He got up on the bed next to her, continuing to gently finger her as he brought his tongue across her neck. She squirmed in place for a moment before he started kissing her neck, relaxing her body in his grasp as he stretched her out. She closed her eyes as he passionately kissed her neck, leaning into his hand around her neck, his fangs grazing her skin every so often, sending a shiver across her body each time. He pushed his thumb into her mouth, pushing across her teeth and tongue as she fell practically limp in his embrace. In the midst of another trance, she barely noticed him pull his fingers out of both her mouth and her ass. She did notice as he pushed his slippery cock against her opening, the comparably massive tip pressing against her asshole. She gasped as she suddenly opened her eyes again and looked down between her arms and legs. 

“Don’t you… don’t… dare…” Vallus gasped, shock and frustration returning to her face.

He raised a brow at her. “Going to be a good girl again?”

She gritted her teeth at him. “F-fuck you… and your smug-”

With a sudden thrust, he pushed his cock up into her ass, earning another exclamation from her as she jolted and spasmed against him. His hand wrapped around her neck, choking off her scream.

“Wrong answer, yet again, my lady.” 

He pushed his cock into her until he was about halfway in, stopping for a moment in a meager attempt to let her adjust to his size. He let go of her throat to hold onto her horn, pulling down on it to force her to look down at her body as he pulled almost all the way out of her ass before going halfway up again. His thrusts were deliberate and slow at first, eventually making way into a steady pace. Her body wracked as she watched him fill her up each time, not noticing as he ran his tongue across his teeth before biting down on her shoulder. She gasped, in elation more than pain, the bombardment of sensation was almost overwhelming, in more of a rush rather than a trance as she fought against him, making him work to get a complete thrust in as she arched away from him.

Finally, he picked her up and laid her on top of him, her back against his chest as he slumped up against the headboard of the bed. She squirmed as she tried to thwart his attempts to stay inside her, almost getting his length out of her. Summoning a growl of frustration from Vaulreth, she chuckled breathily before he pushed his length all the way up into her. She gasped, unable to recover her breath as he gripped her thighs in his hands, holding his cock all the way in as if trying to get as deep as he possibly could. She looked down in disbelief as she saw a slight bulge above her pelvic area. She spasmed and shook in his grasp as he started to thrust quickly, each time nearly pulling all the way out and each time pushing a bulge upward.

She felt hot, her whole body in a mix of stress and bliss. She felt him start to get close just as she started to think she was going to cum from this. Before she could find out, he hilted into her ass, and pushed a rush of cum up into her. He groaned as he held her there for a few moments, his cock spasming inside her as cum was pushed up further into her bowels. Her eyes rolled back as she clenched around his cock, her pussy practically dripping wet as she fold in on herself. 

Recovering from his orgasm, Vaulreth seemed to realize she was close and pulled out of her, the process alone almost pushing her over the edge. She moaned loudly in desperation. As he dragged his tongue along her ear again.

“Oh gods… Vaulreth… Please…” Vallus begged through ragged breaths.

He craned his neck around to look at her. “Ready to be a good girl now? I’ve got enough to put another few loads in your ass and down your throat if you’re not ready yet.”

“I’m ready. Please just… let me cum…”

“Promise,” he commanded.

“I promise…” she conceded.

“What do you promise?” He asked.

She let out a whining moan. “I… I promise to be a good girl. Please let me cum, Vaulreth.”

He grabbed her jaw and turned her face to look at his as he smirked at her. 

“Good girl.”

He lined his cock up with her soaked opening, holding it there as she tensed, the two staring into each other’s eyes in anticipation. He pushed against her lips, brushing his cock across her clit. She trembled and wracked, her arms and legs shaking as she desperately tried to maintain eye contact, biting her lip as he continued to smile smugly at her. After thrusting back and forth across her opening for a few moments, he finally pushed inside her. She cried out, a cracked, unusually high-pitched sound as she panted, desperately arching her back to push up and down his length before clenching her jaw and letting out a loud moan, her eyes rolling up into her head as her eyelids fluttering closed. Vaulreth sat there and let her cum on his cock, his hands gently massaging her legs as she did so. 

After Vallus eased down and got her breath back, he started thrusting again, another small bulge appearing above her pelvic area each time he went all the way in. Each time he did so, she’d wince slightly, his cock far too large to force its way past her cervix, but stretching her insides each time all the same. He held her up with one hand as his hand drifted down to her folds, rubbing her clit gently as he continued to fuck her. She clenched her jaw again, baring her teeth as he touched her clit. Vaulreth started to speed up as he felt her starting to get close again, he himself getting close to pushing over the edge again.

After a moment, Vaulreth stopped and started sliding off the bed with Vallus still on his cock, she let out several incoherent confused sounds. Once he was on his feet he stood up and held her up in his arms before thrusting up into her again. Vallus started to let out a whining moan in-between gasps as she arched her back away from him, turning her head to watch his face again before closing her eyes and letting out a low groan, her legs shaking and writhing in their restraints as a small squirt of her juices fell down his cock and onto the floor. Vaulreth’s second orgasm came as she was still in the aftermath of hers. Hilting up into her, he pushed up several streams of cum into her womb, his cock tightly filling every inch of her. 

After at least a minute of holding her close to him, his length still hard inside her, he finally pulled out and slowly set her on the bed. He slowly unwrapped her ties, gently setting her arms and legs back into a neutral position before getting back up onto the bed and scooping her up, holding her in his lap bridal style for several minutes, their breathing becoming regular again.

“Gods… I didn’t know how much I needed this,” Vallus finally said.

Vaulreth smiled warmly. “I’m glad to have been of service, my lady. I loved every moment with you. Do let me know when you require my services again. I have more toys we can play with later.”

She arched an eyebrow. “Do you, now? We’ll have to schedule some time in here again then. Preferably at least a week at a time.”

He chuckled softly, holding her head close to his chest in a gesture that was almost startlingly intimate to her. “Of course. I’ll bring some books to read.”

Vallus remained with Vaulreth for a couple of hours longer, the two going for several more rounds before they finally left. Vallus didn’t want to look at Sarvyn nor speak to him on her way out of the castle to venture into the woods, and Vaulreth didn’t need to. Vallus’s moans through the halls told everyone anyone needed to to hear.