The trip took more than a day, but at least now Thradra was in Falkreath.  Home sweet home.  At least, home was that one room in the tavern she rented.  But that was about to change.  There was land available to purchase and she needed to see the steward at the long house in order to get it.  She had the funds, at least, so it would be an easy purchase.

Jarl Siddgeir's steward was an Altmer, a woman of some calm and composure.  She gave advice when needed, and alaid fears when it came to it.  There was also some strange rumours, but Thradra never took stock in rumour or conjecture.

As Thradra entered the long house, she asked of the whereabouts of Nenya, the Jarl's Steward.  She was quickly pointed out, in the Jarl's main bedroom.  Thradra perked an eyebrow, wondering what that was all about.  Still, she didn't think on it much and entered the bedroom without a care.

Inside, she found Nenya, relaxing in a chair as she read from a book.  Thradra could see that relaxing for this high elf meant nearly stripping down.  Nenya looked up as Thradra approached and offered a small smile.

"I've heard there's land available for purchase," Thradra said with a nod.  "I'm interested in the plot of land near Pinewatch."

Nenya leaned back in her chair and studied Thradra a moment.  "Normally, that would cost 5,000 septims.  But..." she paused as her eyes trailed down Thradra's form.  "I've heard some things about you.  You've performed good feats in this hold, helped out the Jarl, and even took the time to entertain patrons at Dead Man's Drink.  We may be able to come to an arrangement... with another kind of payment."

Thradra took a breath as a thought rushed to her mind.  "If you think I'm going to fuck Siddgeir..." she said with a harsh whisper.

"Don't be ridiculous," Nenya replied with a chuckle.  "I've also heard you're a lesbian."  The Steward rose to her feet and moved to the side of the large double bed.

"Siddgeir's only wants and desires include hunting and entertaining those at fancy parties," Nenya explained.  "This isn't for him.  This is for me."  She motioned to the bed and looked to Thradra.  "Lay down, and I want to see what that tongue of yours feels like."

Thradra smirked as she removed her helmet, placing it to the side with her weapons and pack, then obediently crawled onto the bed, looking to Nenya for her next move.  The high elf didn't disappoint, as she crawled ontop of Thradra, straddling her legs over the dunmer's head.  "Now, let's see if you can earn that plot of land," Nenya said softly as she let her hips hover seductively above Thradra.  For the bard, she took that as her cue, lifting her head as she let her tongue caress the high elf's pussy.

"Oh that is divine indeed," Nenya moaned as she closed her eyes, feeling Thradra's tongue against her flesh as it caressed all the right spots.  Nenya reach out with her right hand and began to gently stroke her fingers along either side of Thradra's slit.  The Steward grinned wide as she heard a muffled moan of pleasure come from the dunmer bard.  "That's it," she said with a smile.  "You keep that tongue right there."

Nenya moved her hips gently as she kept time with Thradra's attentions.  Her fingers still gently caressing Thradra's wet pussy.  Finally, she leaned down to take her own taste of the bard as she ran her tongue along Thradra's slit.  Thradra moaned deeply as she paused from her own licking, her legs twitched with the attention.  "Oh, don't stop yet, little miss.  You keep going."

Soon, the two elves were deeply engrossed in each other, licking and suckling as they both attempted to drive the other higher and higher.  Sure, this was for a plot of land, but nobody said it had to be without some pleasure.  Every financial transaction can have some sort of fun.  Thradra could sense Nenya's pleasure increasing, just as her own were climbing.  She gripped the high elf tightly in her arms as she licked at her wet pussy.

This was it.  She couldn't hold back much longer.  The arousal that this woman gave her was far more exciting than she'd originally thought.  But she held back long enough so Nenya could release her own orgasm.  It wasn't long, the high elf cried out with pleasure as Thradra lapped up her pussy happily.  "Now your turn," Nenya said aloud as she sucked on Thradra's clit.  It didn't take long, she'd been holding back to allow Nenya to be the first.

"OH... FUCK ME!" Thradra cried out as her hips bucked up.  This woman was good, she knew exactly what to hit and when.  Thradra's orgasm left her feeling like pins and needles.

The two lay wrapped in each others arms for a few moments.  Nenya finally slipped off of Thradra, the dunmer bard breathing heavily.  She looked to Nenya as the Steward reached into a near by bedside table and took out a slip of parchment, handing it to Thradra.  "What's... this?" she asked between heavy breaths.

"That is the deed to Lakeview Manor," Nenya explained with a smile, then lightly kissed Thradra's lips.  "When you've completed construction of your house, you should invite me.  We can... explore other things to do together."