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“Me beg? Baby, I never beg.” Skip leans back in his chair to give her more to look at. “I never said ya were lame and it makes me a little sad ya don’t remember. I mean I’ve never seen a girl want me so much. Ya couldn’t wait ta take my clothes off.”

Thea tears her eyes away from Skip’s body to glare up at him, “Well, it’s not like you were any better, Skippy.” She crosses her arms and pouts, not liking that they were still talking about this, “And anyways, can you blame me for forgetting? We’ve done it so many times they get all jumbled up.”

“Well I was thinking bout how cute ya looked during sex.” Skip grabs the drink back but takes slow sips instead of big gulps to satisfy her. “After we met and hung out more I knew that whole innocent image was an act. The badass thief soon became a bit shy as we started taking clothes off.“He can remember it all very clearly even though he was sure he had some drinks that night with her. All that confidence she had seemed to fade slightly as they continued their touches and kisses. The grin he had on his face right now most likely looked really stupid. “I believe you started that encounter.”

“Bah,” Thea turns her face away, hiding her faint blush from him, “I don’t remember, who even cares? Nowadays, you’re the one begging for it, no matter how lame I was at first.” She sniffs indignantly and faces him again, her eyes slowly dragging up and down Skip’s form with a curl ofher lips.

“Me beg? Baby, I never beg.” Skip leans back in his chair to give her more to look at. “I never said ya were lame and it makes me a little sad ya don’t remember. I mean I’ve never seen a girl want me so much. Ya couldn’t wait ta take my clothes off.”

She snorts and brings their joined hands towards her and she traces his scarred knuckles with her free hand, her fingers cold from the snow outside. “I’m glad you like the boat that you’re on, Skipper. And please,” she shakes her head solemnly, “Let’s not talk about how embarrassing I was the first time, I still have faint scars from that damn tree. What were we thinking?” She notices his warm cheeks and she discreetly nudges his drink away from him, worried that he’d end up passed out by the end of the night; not that she would ever express this concern.

“Well I was thinking bout how cute ya looked during sex.” Skip grabs the drink back but takes slow sips instead of big gulps to satisfy her. “After we met and hung out more I knew that whole innocent image was an act. The badass thief soon became a bit shy as we started taking clothes off.“He can remember it all very clearly even though he was sure he had some drinks that night with her. All that confidence she had seemed to fade slightly as they continued their touches and kisses. The grin he had on his face right now most likely looked really stupid. “I believe you started that encounter.”

Thea glances down at their joined hands and grins, eyes bright, “If you were only interested in me because of my sweet and charming personality, then I’m afraid you’ve been in the wrong boat, buddy.” She shakes her head and lightly digs her nails into his hand, “And then you came,” she waggles her eyebrows with the innuendo.

“Aw, Skippy,” Thea lifted her head from his shoulder and pinched his cheek, “Being more clever than you isn’t very hard to achieve.” She giggled and crossed her legs, watching him with a small grin, “Besides, the first time I met you, you fell for my trap. Ever since then I’ve had you wrapped around my finger,” she wiggled her fingers in front of his face.

The Breton scoffs as the mercenary listens in on the conversation. Looking for some good gossip Skip guesses. Even though Thea is now out of his lap and back in her chair, Skip scoots closer with his so they still remain with some contact. “Me? Fook the High Queen?” Not like he hasn’t thought about it but Kurz has told him more then enough about some bullshite tragic romances between a soldier and some ruler. The soldier dies in some horrible way…He wasn’t about to die early for anything. “If I did then I’m sure she would be well taken care of but eh…I say banging the High Queen is more trouble then it’s worth, yeah?” Skip scoots even closer so he can pull his arm around her shoulders. “Ya got no need ta get jealous of our pretty Queen. Yer a better looker anyway, girly.” He reaches with his other hand to poke her cheeks as she pouts.” Mighty cute ya are.”

Begrudgingly, she leans into his embrace, her glare loosing its heat, “Well, I don’t know if I’d say ‘cute’ but maybe beautiful or gorgeous or goddess-like. Either of those would work.” She tilts her chin up and bites at his neck with a wiked smirk, “Who said anything about being jealous anyways? What if I was just pretending to be jealous to lure you into calling me cute, huh? What then?”

 Ignoring her babble on cabbages he continues on. “Have ya ever met our High Queen, Thea? She always has this sad little glint in her eyes and ya can’t help but try ta make her pretty face smile.” Skip leans in close to her ear and puts his hands on hers so she can’t ignore him by looking at them.” She thought I was a funny guy even though General Tullius pretty much panicked when I started flirting with her. I’m sure he was about to punch me until she let out this tiny cute giggle.” He notices how rigid her body is but pulls her closer just to annoy her. “Maybe I should introduce ya? Tell her that if anything needs done we got a sly thief with many skills that can take on some quests.”

Thea resolutely avoids Skip’s eyes, her lips pursing more and more as he continues on, displeasure written plainly on her face. She elbows him and shifts away from him, her elbow leaning on the table as she glares at a mercenary that was seated next to Skip. “My price has quadrupled so I doubt miss perfect would be able to afford it, you know, since the country is in debt and all that but whatever. I’d offer my skills in the bedroom, but I’m sure you already handled that,” Thea sneered.

The Breton scoffs as the mercenary listens in on the conversation. Looking for some good gossip Skip guesses. Even though Thea is now out of his lap and back in her chair, Skip scoots closer with his so they still remain with some contact. “Me? Fook the High Queen?” Not like he hasn’t thought about it but Kurz has told him more then enough about some bullshite tragic romances between a soldier and some ruler. The soldier dies in some horrible way...He wasn’t about to die early for anything. “If I did then I’m sure she would be well taken care of but eh...I say banging the High Queen is more trouble then it’s worth, yeah?” Skip scoots even closer so he can pull his arm around her shoulders. “Ya got no need ta get jealous of our pretty Queen. Yer a better looker anyway, girly.” He reaches with his other hand to poke her cheeks as she pouts.” Mighty cute ya are.”

“I am just a soldier that knows his place!” His hand reaches up to rub his forehead. “I follow orders like a good soldier. I follow yer orders just as I would our lovely High Queen.” Skip grins wide. “And the High Queen is very lovely indeed. Did ya know she called me handsome one time?”

Thea sniffs loudly and interupts him, “I heard they’re selling cabbages at half price on Tirdas. Isn’t that neat?” She examines her nails and licks her lips, jaw tense as she plays at being casual and totally not jealous. 

 Ignoring her babble on cabbages he continues on. “Have ya ever met our High Queen, Thea? She always has this sad little glint in her eyes and ya can’t help but try ta make her pretty face smile.” Skip leans in close to her ear and puts his hands on hers so she can’t ignore him by looking at them.” She thought I was a funny guy even though General Tullius pretty much panicked when I started flirting with her. I’m sure he was about to punch me until she let out this tiny cute giggle.” He notices how rigid her body is but pulls her closer just to annoy her. “Maybe I should introduce ya? Tell her that if anything needs done we got a sly thief with many skills that can take on some quests.”

“If you insist!” She shrugs and places an invisible crown on her head like a queen. “Anyways, I’ve been sitting here, on your lap, which is extremely comfortable by the way, and you have yet to kiss me. I think this is a new record for you, Skippy,” she blinks innocently at him and pouts.

“Well I’ve been trying ta be a gentlemen!” He leans in to kiss her but quickly moves in to give her neck a quick kiss.”Ya got the crown now anyway. A queen can take wot she wants, yeah?” Shrugging his shoulders Skip waves for another round for him. “I figure I’ll let the queen lead me around for now.”

Thea raises an eyebrow and stares at Skip for a few silent seconds before she raises a hand and places it on his forehead, “Are you feeling okay?” She lightly knocks on his forehead, “Hello, is Skip in there?”

“I am just a soldier that knows his place!” His hand reaches up to rub his forehead. “I follow orders like a good soldier. I follow yer orders just as I would our lovely High Queen.” Skip grins wide. “And the High Queen is very lovely indeed. Did ya know she called me handsome one time?”

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She chuckled and patted his head, “Oh Skip, are you trying to lure me into giving you a blowjob? I’m apalled really, at how awful that attempt was. But I’ll cut you some slack, how about we share the crown? I don’t mind sharing as long as it’s with you, especially since you’re so handsome to look at.”

“If you insist!” She shrugs and places an invisible crown on her head like a queen. “Anyways, I’ve been sitting here, on your lap, which is extremely comfortable by the way, and you have yet to kiss me. I think this is a new record for you, Skippy,” she blinks innocently at him and pouts.

“Well I’ve been trying ta be a gentlemen!” He leans in to kiss her but quickly moves in to give her neck a quick kiss.”Ya got the crown now anyway. A queen can take wot she wants, yeah?” Shrugging his shoulders Skip waves for another round for him. “I figure I’ll let the queen lead me around for now.”

“Oh…” Thea’s grin widened and she leaned close to Skip’s face, eyes bright, “Even cocksucking?” She raised her eyebrows in inquiry, “I mean, I didn’t take you for that kind of thing, although I can’t blame you, there’s nothing like a big dick right in front of your face to make you feel like a hundred septums on half price sweet roll day.”

The Bretons eyes widen and soon his body starts to slump in his chair, no longer high and mighty with his posture. “I…Well…” He didn’t know how to respond.Thea pretty much just took whatever make believe crown he had for being the best and placed it on her own head. Clearing his throat he tries to recover the best he can.“Guess I can’t beat you in that…Contest. Though how can I be sure yer really the best? Might have ta have ya test yerself on me…Just ta make sure ya ain’t lying.” Trying to turn the tables on her didn’t really happen but he atleast tried to be sly with his answer.

She chuckled and patted his head, “Oh Skip, are you trying to lure me into giving you a blowjob? I’m apalled really, at how awful that attempt was. But I’ll cut you some slack, how about we share the crown? I don’t mind sharing as long as it’s with you, especially since you’re so handsome to look at.”

“I do, but I like hearing you say it,” she smiled cheekily, “I mean, I am the best kisser in all of Skyrim, I have multiple unbiased opinions on the matter so I know for sure that no one can kiss better than me!” reaching a hand out, she tapped the tip of Skip’s nose, “Not even you, Skippy.”

Skip flinches away from the nose boop with a small scowl on his face. “Yer kiddin’ right? I might as well have a crown and be High King of kissing I’m so damn good.” He fiddles with his grip on her for a moment and sits a bit higher in his chair, trying to look kingly. “I, Saoirse Whelan, am in no way second ta you in anything.”

“Oh…” Thea’s grin widened and she leaned close to Skip’s face, eyes bright, “Even cocksucking?” She raised her eyebrows in inquiry, “I mean, I didn’t take you for that kind of thing, although I can’t blame you, there’s nothing like a big dick right in front of your face to make you feel like a hundred septums on half price sweet roll day.”

The Bretons eyes widen and soon his body starts to slump in his chair, no longer high and mighty with his posture. "I...Well..." He didn't know how to respond.Thea pretty much just took whatever make believe crown he had for being the best and placed it on her own head. Clearing his throat he tries to recover the best he can."Guess I can't beat you in that...Contest. Though how can I be sure yer really the best? Might have ta have ya test yerself on me...Just ta make sure ya ain't lying." Trying to turn the tables on her didn't really happen but he atleast tried to be sly with his answer.