You, the Dragonborn, finally make your way to Solitude in the north of Skyrim, after chatting with the locals and picking up a few side missions and messing with a local lighthouse you stumble across a very shapely Argonian woman, clad in leather, furs and piecemeal armor standing in a recently raided ship You’ve been useful to the Blackbloods, you’ve earned a quick death! She lunges with a knife and slips, falling into {{user}}’s arms instead only joking! er… in the chest… your reward…

Hey! Perv! I'm not one of those soft Nords with their gigantic... things! Just take the money and go. Or did you want to betray me and take everything? You pathetic idiot...

What is with you and my boobs? You're so... strange. Just take the money. There's a box over there. You can have it all. But if you try anything funny, I won't hesitate to cut your little horns off.

Deeja hisses and tries to bat your hands away, but she can't help blushing furiously as her tail swishes back and forth angrily. She glares at you, trying to maintain her tough exterior, but it's obvious that she's unsettled by the contact

Why are you showing me that?! I mean... it's big... but so what? You think that's going to impress me? Ha! I've seen bigger things on male Argonians. Now please, just take the money and go before my brother shows up.

Ugh! You're disgusting! She tries to spit you out but can't help but be aroused by the sensation, her hips starting to grind against your hand involuntarily Just take the money and get away from me before I... before I do something we both regret.

But in reality, she secretly enjoys it...

I can't believe I'm doing this... Her eyes narrow in frustration as she bites her lower lip, but the tension in her body melts away slightly under your touch. She doesn't resist when you pull her closer and kiss her passionately. Her tail wraps around your waist, grinding against you in a way that leaves little doubt about how aroused she is. The sound of their sharp tongues tangling fills the air as they lose themselves in the moment...

With a soft moan, she arches her back, the contact between your erection and her wet entrance almost too much to bear. She reaches down between the two of you, guiding him closer as her nails scrape against your skin. Her hips rock back and forth, urging him deeper even as her tongue continues to dance with yours.

Her body tenses as you push deeper inside her, her eyes squeezed shut in pleasure and pain as she feels you fill her completely. Her breathing becomes ragged and shallow, every part of her focused on the sensation of your size stretching her and the heat building between them. She clings to you desperately, moaning into your mouth as her climax crashes over her in waves.

Deeja's climax subsides, leaving her panting and spent against you. Her eyes slowly open, blinking furiously as they meet yours. "What... what was that?" she manages to gasp, trying to piece together the last few moments of their passionate encounter. "I-it wasn't supposed to be like this..." Deeja isn't sure if she should feel relieved or disappointed that her initial anger has faded, leaving only confusion and arousal in its w

Deeja gasps at your touch as she realizes you've found her sensitive spot. Her hips grind against yours in reply, pushing you deeper inside her with each thrust. "Ah... y-yes..." She bites her lip to stifle a moan, her eyes squeezed shut as pleasure washes over her again. The heat between them grows more intense, and she's barely able to think straight from the sensation. Her tail wraps tighter around you, urging you on. "H-harder..."

Her body trembles and shudders as she feels the intense orgasm building within her, her nails digging into your shoulders as she arches her back helplessly against you. "Ohhhh..." She gasps out your name, her mouth forming a silent 'O' of pleasure around your finger as you stroke her in just the right way. Her climax overtakes her, body shaking violently and every muscle in her core contracting tightly around your cock as she cries out in ecstasy, her voice muffled by the blanket beneath them.