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Aggressive Negotiation	By : caramelcaptain Category: A through F > The Dresden Files Views: 8670 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Aggressive Negotiation
- 2-Bonus File
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“What is it that you want?”
Donar Vadderung clasped his hands together, his one eye watching the woman warily. The sidhe were not to be taken lightly, especially the handmaiden of Mab herself. He reclined back in his chair, one hand resting lightly on the oak table separating him and the Leanansidhe. It was neutral ground, a carefully selected meeting place between the two forces, ensuring that neither one would have an advantage over the other.
The room was small and bare, with the only furniture being Vadderung's table and chair. The walls were equally stripped, with a single window serving as the only connection to the outside world. Rain drummed against the glass. It was a simple place that gave no indication of the meeting between two tremendous forces of nature.
Leanansidhe’s face remained statuesque, her smile never wavering. It was not the first time that the two had encountered each other and thus far, all of their meetings had been relatively pleasant. Previously, she had not dared cross Vadderung, or whatever he had called himself at the time. But now, she held herself a little higher, knowing that at least on neutral ground, she could stand toe to toe with him, though it would not be easy.
Fortunately for both parties, Lea was not looking for trouble.
“Why my dear Allfather, by now you should know exactly what I want. I am a sidhe, of course.”
Her eyes gleamed noticeably in the fluorescent light.
“I want to make a deal.”
Vadderung inclined his head slightly, his expression unchanged.
“I assume this is about your godchild,” he said, his eye still fixed on Lea, as if studying her.
“You assume correctly.”
“I cannot help him.”
Lea’s smile wavered slightly and the temperature dropped several degrees.
“Excuse me? You have not even heard the terms of my-”
Vadderung raised a hand, cutting her off. The sidhe’s eyes flashed and her smile disappeared entirely.
“I don’t want to repeat myself, handmaiden. I cannot and will not help him. It is out of my jurisdiction, as the morals would say. I’m sure you can understand. Now pardon my rudeness, but I must ask you to leave. I’m a busy man.” Vadderung’s tone was condescending and Lea could see his eyes glimmering with amusement.
The air around the two began to crackle as Lea took a step forward, her eyes cold. Her fury seemed to flow off of her in waves, warping the very atmosphere around her. It was not Vadderung’s rejection of her offer that had enraged her, but more his outright refusal of even hearing her case, dismissing her like she was some mere sprite. She could see the corners of his mouth curling up into a ghost of a smile. He was enjoying this.
“I suggest you think very carefully about what you say next,” hissed Lea. The power was already beginning to gather in her hands. She would not be disrespected, even by a being such as him. He held no power over her, especially given her recent increase in power.
“Or what?” His voice seemed genuinely curious.
Lea smirked. Normally, she would have refrained from any reckless or violent action, but her Queen had instructed her to assist her Godson by any means necessary. In fact, she had given Lea free reign to “indulge herself”. Essentially, this meant that the High Sidhe had a free pass to do whatever she wanted.
“Your arrogance is warranted, Allfather. Your power is certainly impressive. But I’m afraid that since our last meeting, I have undergone a few changes, as you shall soon-“
A deafening crack of thunder drowned out the next few words and all of a sudden, Lea felt a tremendous force bearing down on her. She let out a faint grunt of surprise and staggered forward, falling on her chest against Vadderung’s desk. She looked up to find that Vadderung was nowhere to be seen.
“Such confidence is amusing,” rumbled a voice behind her, as deep and booming as the thunder. “But know this. Even though my power has waned over the years, I am still more than a match for you, Leanansidhe.”
Lea could feel his breath, hot against the back of her neck. She felt a rough finger brush through her copper locks.
“You will pay for your insolence,” he growled. His tone was matter of fact, almost casual. It was not a threat, it was a promise.
Lea snarled and pushed against his power with her own, but much to her surprise, she found that she could not budge an inch. Bolts of emerald and amethyst light crackled from her hands, scouring the floor beneath, but a sudden pressure blocked off the flow of magic and the light around her palms spluttered and died.
“My queen will hear of this, you fool,” she hissed.
“I’m sure she will.”
Lea barely suppressed a gasp as she felt his fingers run down the bare skin of her thigh. His hands wandered up past the thin material of her dress to cup her buttocks. Lea shivered, partly from the not entirely unpleasant sensation, but also from sheer fury. Try as she might, she could not break free from Vadderung’s will.
She managed to crane her head just enough to spot Vadderung standing behind her. Her mouth dropped open upon seeing the massive growth protruding from his naked waist. He saw the expression on her face and a genuine smile crossed his grizzled features. One bear like paw, tore aside her dress as if it were paper, leaving her exposed before him. For once in her long life, Lea was lost for words. She was utterly helpless, naked before a God. A shiver ran up her spine. She did not know whether it was from fear... or excitement.
Vadderung towered over her prone form, admiring the sleek curves of the sidhe woman. They were both powerful beings, but when it came down to it, he was a man, and she was a woman. Vadderung licked his lips in anticipation.
He took his time, running his calloused hands over the Leanansidhe’s velvet skin, relishing the delicious coldness beneath his fingers. Lea remained perfectly still, immobilised by her rage. She continued to try to push against his will, but every time she managed to make any progress, his fingers brushed against a sensitive area, sending a spark through her that shattered her concentration instantly.
His caresses continued on and much to Lea’s chagrin, she could feel the tingling in her loins building steadily, despite her best efforts to quell the sensations.
Vadderung chuckled behind her and Lea couldn’t help but shiver slightly as his finger pressed against her sex.
“Sidhe whore. You are wet.”
A growl shook the table as Lea hurled her will against Vadderung once more, to no avail. The situation was simply preposterous. She was a High Sidhe. One of the most powerful beings in all of Winter. And there she was, at the mercy of a barbarian.
“I suppose I should give you what you want,” said Vadderung with a chuckle.
Lea began to build up her energies, readying herself for another assault.
“Brace yourself, Leanansidhe,” growled Vadderung, his expression growing hard. “I will not be gentle.”
Before Lea could reply, he sheathed his entire length inside her in one brutal stroke.
Lea’s spine arched and her eyes widened. Her mouth was wide open and for a moment, she couldn’t breathe.
Vadderung remained still, enjoying the sight of the sidhe writhing before him. She was panting heavily, but despite this, she glanced over her shoulder once more, eyes burning with defiance. She was the Leanansidhe and she had dealt with far worse, even from her own Queen. Admittedly, it had been some time since she had engaged in such... carnal... actions, with her efforts so focused on gaining more power. But to be bent to the will of anyone but her Queen was unacceptable. She would show Vadderung that she was not to be trifled with.
“Do your worst,” she growled.
Vadderung smirked, acknowledging the challenge. It was a contest now of who would break first. He knew from experience that the sidhe were no slouches when it came to fornication. He could not afford to hold back.
“As you wish.”
He began to withdraw his rod, inch by inch. To the Leanansidhe’s credit, she remained silent throughout the long process, her head bowed. Then he began to work himself back inside her, thrusting his length into her velvety folds slowly, methodically.
Lea’s silence was broken when she felt rough hands run up her sides, sending small bursts of static through her already stimulated body, eliciting a small gasp of surprise from the handmaiden. She gritted her teeth, weathering Vadderung’s assault by not allowing any more sounds to escape her mouth.
Vadderung noted her resistance and began to increase his pace, thrust by thrust. Still, the sidhe remained stoic. Vadderung grinned and shook his head before placing his hands on her slender hips, gripping them firmly.
Thunder boomed outside and Vadderung speared himself into the sidhe violently, causing her to lurch forward against the table, her breasts mashing against the oak. Finally, he got what he wanted, as Lea let out a moan. Vadderung’s grin widened and he began repeating the motion with gusto, ramming into her at breakneck speed.
Guttural moans came unbidden from Lea’s lips and she found herself clawing at the desk, doing her best to block out the sensations flowing through her body. With each thrust, tingling bolts of pleasure raced through her, overwhelming her carefully cultivated defences. She cursed herself and attempted to regain her composure. She was losing.
Her fists clenched tightly against the wooden surface of the desk and she shook her head, doing her best to clear her addled senses. She was the handmaiden of the Queen of Air and Darkness herself. No one, not even he could treat her like this. She looked over her shoulder again, baring her teeth in a snarl.
“Is that...is that all you have to offer, Allfather?” she spat, her cold eyes boring into him.
Vadderung’s only answer was the resounding crack of his hand smashing against her rear. Lea cried out, surprised and was about to voice her indignation, when Vadderung’s other hand reached down between her legs. Whatever words she was going to say dissolved into a series of incoherent groans.
His large fingers danced around her clit with the finesse of an artist and she bowed her head once more, the fires of her rage rapidly dwindling with each thrust. She could feel a pressure building up deep inside her. Lea’s body began to quiver and she raised her head, her eyes wide as saucers as she shook from the force of Vadderung’s pounding.
“Oh...oh...Vadderung...I...I’m cumming...I...”
Her jaw hung open as she screamed long and loud, her entire form quaking uncontrollably. A sidhe is not easy to please and Lea could not remember the last time she had experienced such pleasure. It was almost too much to handle. Her arms lifted her off the desk and her spine arched until she found herself staring up at the roof, still bawling her lungs out. It felt as if lightning was coursing through her, tearing her apart from the inside with bolts of fierce ecstacy. All the while, Vadderung continued thrusting doggedly, keeping her on that peak.
Just as Lea felt that she was coming down, a particularly powerful lunge set her alight again and her trembling arms collapsed, letting her screaming form crumple to the desk once more, still racked by tremors. The muscles in her neck strained as the sound of her shrieks shook the entire room.
“FOR THE LOVE OF WINTER! AAHHHHH!”
Wave after wave of all consuming pleasure crashed against her as Vadderung brought her to orgasm once more. Lea’s eyes rolled into the back of her head and her voice became hoarse. She was past the point of words, having had any coherent thought screwed out of her. A string of incomprehensible moans were tumbling from her mouth while she slumped against the desk, quivering each time Vadderung speared his length into her near limp frame. Somehow, she managed to find the wherewithal to string together a coherent sentence.
“Vadderung...that’s enough...you...you’re...ahhh...you have to stop...or...I’ll-“
His hands suddenly clenched her arms and with a moan, Lea was dragged up off of the table, her back arching until her shoulders were pressed against the rock hard muscles of Vadderung’s chest. His hands left her arms to quickly latch onto her breasts, mauling the fleshy orbs with enthusiasm while keeping her pressed close to him. His mouth ravaged her neck, drawing another moan from the sidhe. The pair remained like that for a while, the air silent except for the occasional groan.
“Sidhe whore,” snarled Vadderung. He brushed aside a strand of copper hair from her face. “I am not finished with you yet.” His hands roamed down her sweat soaked form to hook beneath her thighs. He lifted her boneless body up effortlessly and dragged her legs up until they were curled against her shoulders.
“Oh...oh....” Lea groaned, trying to find the words to encapsulate what she was feeling. Her godson crossed her mind for a fleeting second and she dragged a word he often used from her consciousness. “Fuck...fuck...”
Lea felt her eyelids drooping. She was tired, more tired than she had ever been. She couldn’t remember why she was in the room, couldn’t remember what she was doing.
Her eyes flew open as Vadderung thrust upwards with enough force to send ripples through Lea’s exhausted body. Immediately, the lightning coursed through her being once more and in mere seconds she was screaming to the sky, having burst past the point of no return once more, almost instantly.
Vadderung’s hips were a blur as Lea was jolted up and down like a jackhammer, her hair whipping wildly. She shook in his grip, her arms and legs spasming as if she was being electrocuted.
“VADDERUNG! PLEASE! STOP! I’M GOING TO BREAK! STOP!”
The Allfather payed no attention to her cries. He was long gone, filled with a maddening lust that added fire to every one of his thrusts. He drilled into her relentlessly, grunting stoically with each movement. The Leanansidhe could only hang on for dear life, her entire weight supported by Vadderung as if she weighed nothing at all. She was breathing in and out quickly, her screams forming into something barely understandable. She chanted out a mantra, the only word flashing in her mind.
“Fuck, fuck fuck, fuck, FUCK!”
She was sobbing now, unable to do anything but cum again and again. Her entire body, normally icy cold as was the hallmark of Winter, felt as if it were on fire. She was dripping with sweat. Lea shook her head back and forth, spittle flying from her mouth. It was all too much.
“I CAN’T TAKE ANYMORE! You’re...you’re...YOU’RE TEARING ME APART! ODIN!”
At the sound of his true name, thunder crackled once again. With a fierce battle cry, Vadderung hurled himself upwards one last time, the force of his thrust causing the entire room to quake and the air to ripple. The walls cracked and splintered while dust rained down from the ceiling. Lea's piercing scream was audible even over the thunder. She went rigid for a moment, stiff as a board while her fingers and toes curled. Then she visibly sagged against Vadderung, her mouth still wide open. She was sucking in air desperately, her eyes closed. In between gasping breaths, her mouth moved while she murmured deliriously.
“Fuck...fuck....fuck...fuck...”
Vadderung released her and she simply slumped forward onto the desk, her copper hair strewn around her head. She could only moan softly as she felt a jet of searing hot liquid splatter her bare backside.
Vadderung stepped back, admiring his handiwork. The Leanansidhe was sprawled before him, her pussy a bright red and still dripping wet. Her entire body was quivering from the aftershocks of their romp and as a final touch; her ass and lower back were painted with splotches of white.
The mountainous man snapped his fingers, and instantly his pants reappeared. After gazing on his masterpiece for a few more seconds he yawned, shaking his head ruefully.
“I will help your boy, Leanansidhe.”
Lea stirred and managed to raise her head slightly to look at Vadderung. Her mouth opened and closed wordlessly until she managed to find her voice.
“What are you...”
Vadderung shrugged, his eyes twinkling. He turned away, opened the door and strolled out of the room, leaving Lea slumped on the table, utterly bewildered and exhausted. Before he disappeared from sight, Vadderung called out one last time.
“Say hello to Mab for me.”
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