The wolf and the lioness - So...you want to play with magic? (Patreon)

Cirilla Fiona Ellen Rianon, Ruined gates of Winterhold, Skyrim

"That was easier than I expected," said Ciri riding to her husband's side and walking through the gates of Winterhold, behind them, the regiment of imperial soldiers and Jon's guard walked with them, as they finished executing the remnant Stormcloaks

"That's understandable, Winterhold went to hell as soon as the Great Collapse happened" said Aela, looking at the destroyed houses while shaking her head, the powerful huntress was dressed in her new steel armor, to her evident pleasure of course, a gift from her new alpha and man, thought the redhead proudly

Not counting the ebony bow, ten times more lethal than her ancient weapon, Aela had knocked down a large number of preys with it

"It's not justification, the Great Collapse happened eighty years ago, more than enough time to rebuild the city, this is an incompetent ruler" Jon snapped, looking at the deplorable state in which the "city" was

Aela was thoughtful for a moment, before nodding, agreeing with Jon

"I'm sure that under your command Winterhold will flourish my Thane" said Lydia with total certainty, the warrior had become Jon's most devoted follower

And a very passionate bed partner, thought the lioness

Sure, that could be influenced by how often Lydia rode Jon's cock, but Ciri wouldn't complain, both Nordic girls were beautiful and helpful

In addition to being terrifying and skilled warriors

Before long, the group made it through the "streets" of Winterhold, until they reached the frankly pathetic "palace" of the Jarl

Sure, Ciri could admit that, in her time, that place might have been beautiful and awe-inspiring, but those glory days were behind it

The group dismounted and walked calmly towards the gates, in a gesture more symbolic than warlike, the region was defeated and subdued

Ciri and Jon had been in charge of exterminating Ulfric's camps in the area, as well as liberating Fort Kastav from bandits and scum, Tulius' legion secured the area, while Jon took the city, preparing everything for the naval blockade

The Winter Lord shook his head quickly, he had to focus on the present, accept Korir's surrender and subsequent execution, as well as visit the college to seek information about the scroll

And speaking of scrolls...

"Where is Serana?" Jon asked Ciri

Her lioness, distracted, looking around replied

"We saw a statue of a Daedric prince when coming here, Serana went to investigate, she will be back at dusk." The ash-haired maiden seemed quite interested in the imposing structure of the college

The only thing that was really worth it on this pathetic site

And talking about pathetic things

Jarl Korir made his appearance, clad in Norse armor and backed by a battalion of Stormcloaks

Jon stifled a sigh, apparently it would be one of those times

The imbecile struck his shield with his steel axe and screamed

"Winter Lord! I challenge you to a duel for control of...” however, Jon was not in the mood to deal with this, Winterhold was already his, after all, and he had important matters to deal with

"Fus Ro Dah!" shouted Jon, releasing one of his favorite Thu'um at point blank range, the attack was so powerful that the bodies of Korir, his champion and his Thanes shot out like sacks, hitting the thick walls of the Great House, dying on the spot

"You could have killed them with your sword" said Aela with some disapproval in her voice, one of the attributes that the Winter Lord liked the most about his she-wolf, if the huntress was not satisfied with something she never remained silent

And Jon responded calmly

"Korir, unlike Skald, don't face me in battle, he didn't deserve the death of a warrior, he died like the craven he was in life, no more, no less" Jon said firmly, making Aela think for a moment, before nodding, conceding the point to Jon

"I will begin to coordinate the restoration processes and prepare the ceremony for Kraldar to swear allegiance to you," Ciri said calmly, while looking around with determined eyes

There was a lot to do, after all

Jon nodded calmly and ordered Aela and Lydia to help his wife

"The ships will arrive tomorrow, let our soldiers set up camp and prepare an improvised dock to receive reinforcements, I will visit the college to look for you know what" Jon said evasively, making his wife nod

Ciri walked towards him and grabbed his neck, giving him a sensual kiss, full of feeling, while her hands caressed his hair

"Hurry up at college my love, we have to party with Aela and Lydia tonight" Ciri whispered, with a tone that promised heaven on earth

The Winter Lord smiled softly and then left the Jarl's house and prepared to visit the college

Jon Snow, The college of Winterhold

To be honest, the mages' college was the most imposing building in the "city" and stood whole and gallant on a huge rock pillar, a perfect place to build a full-fledged fortress

A thought for later, thought the sorcerer, as he began to ascend towards the college bridge

Where an Altmer sorceress, evidently not allied with the dominion, awaited him, her hands behind her back denoting elegance and power, with a bit of arrogance

"Stop there," said the sorceress, as soon as Jon reached the beginning of the bridge, causing the Winter Lord to stop in his tracks, looking at her curiously

“What brings you to college? “she asked, maintaining her elegance and politeness, making Jon respond in the same way

"Knowledge and curiosity, as well as a promise," said the Winter Lord, placing his hand on the ring in his pocket

The sorceress nodded and said

“A cause as valid as any other, however, due to certain problems with the local people lately, the standards for the college visit have been... modified, Who visits us?” answered the Altmer

"I'm Jon Snow, battle sorcerer of the Mages Guild of Daggerfall, the Black Wolf, the Winter Lord, Jarl of Solitude and the Dragonborn," Jon said firmly in his voice

It was not bravado, there was no presumption, simply the certainty that all the titles he possessed had been earned

There wasn't any inherited shit or anything like that

At those titles, the sorceress Altmer raised her eyebrows more and more, and when Jon finished, she nodded slowly

"A large number of titles, however, I will require proof, we have had too many impostors, posing as the Winter Lord wanting to enter the halls of the college," he said elegantly

Jon nodded, a test to his magical mastery makes sense, and without saying a word, his hand flashing with a blue glow while, in his mind, he summoned his runic construct

Jon released the spell, causing a huge sphere of blue light with white touches to appear behind him, summoning his mighty colossus

And to Jon's pride and pleasure, the Altmer maiden was speechless, looking at the colossus with fear and respect

The beautiful maiden shook her head quickly, and bowed to Jon, showing respect

"Welcome brother, the doors of the college are open to you" focusing her beautiful face on Jon, absorbing every detail of his face, like all Altmer women, her interest in powerful men more than evident

The Winter Lord nodded classily and stretched out a hand, urging the Altmer to guide him to the college gates, wiggling her hips from side to side to the pleasure of the sorcerer behind her

Jon shook his head, amusement drawn on his face, all the Mer were the same, addicted to power and domination

Needy bitches every single one of them

The Winter Lord was enjoying the beautiful views, when they arrived at the gates of the college

The place was magical, but... more austere than the Daggerfall Guild, though no less charming though

The sorceress opened the doors and turned to look at Jon, her face more than pleased to see that the Winter Lord's eyes were on her butt

"The doors are open, look for Mirabelle, our master sorceress, she will coordinate your visit and assign you suitable rooms for someone of your reputation," said the Altmer, bowing to Jon

The Winter Lord nodded elegantly and, like the wolf hunter that he was, asked

"I thank you for your attendance, although I do not have the pleasure of knowing your name," he said

The sorceress, with a satisfied face, whispered

"Faralda, and my door will always be open to you, Winter Lord, both during the day and night” replied the sorceress with a smile, only to wink at Jon and walk swaying that beautiful ass elsewhere

The Winter Lord shook his head and walked towards the central tower, unable to avoid judging the college

The place looked in poor condition, there were weeds in the main courtyard, while several parts of the college were deteriorated

Somewhat stupid, considering that there were spells to repair structures or failing that, to raise them from scratch

But Jon just shook his head, he had a mission, and he couldn't allow himself to be distracted until he achieved it

Jon made it to the front door, where he found who he assumed to be Mirabelle, talking to a sorcerer Thalmor unknown to Jon

He was tall, like all Altmers, with a slim build and golden skin, his face contorted in a grimace of "superiority" that gave him a vision of being constipated

Upon arrival, Jon was able to hear a portion of the conversation

"This is unheard of, the archmage did not inform me of such a decision," said the imbecile, his voice shriller than Jon imagined

Mirabelle simply looked at him indifferently and spoke

"The archmage doesn't owe you any explanation, you're a consultant, nothing more," said the woman, her tongue sharp and her stern bearing

And at that moment, Jon took the opportunity to clear his throat, getting the attention of both of them

The Altmer's face was filled with fury at the daring interruption, while Mirabelle looked relieved to be spared the conversation

"Good afternoon, I'm Jon, from the wizards' guild of Daggerfall, Lady Faralda sent me with Mirabelle for the introduction to the college," said the Winter Lord with courtesy and respect 

"Oh splendid, it is not common for someone from such an important mages' guild as Daggerfall to visit us, let alone such an important guest, we are honored," said Mirabelle, before the Thalmor could say something stupid

Understanding the message, Jon did not let the arrogant Altmer speak and went along with the sorceress's flow

“I appreciate your words, could we start as soon as possible? The trip was quite hectic and I feel a bit tired," Jon said with a polite smile

Mirabelle didn't bother to say goodbye to the Altmer, she simply nodded and proceeded to guide Jon towards the central tower, leaving an angry and indignant sorcerer Thalmor in the central courtyard, Jon watched in amusement as he snorted with indignation and proceeded to get lost in the college

"Thank you for that," said Mirabelle, as they were left alone, as they began to climb the central tower

Jon nodded elegantly and said

“It was nothing, he seemed like a real nuisance, who is he?” asked the Winter Lord

Mirabelle snorted, nodding slowly

"He's Ancano, the Thalmor representative present at the college as a "consultant" nice word for spy in my opinion, he's a headache, and his stupid arrogance makes it even worse," Mirabelle said

"I don't doubt it," Jon said with a smile as he followed Mirabelle

For several hours the master sorceress guided Jon around the college, showing him the apprentice tower, as well as the teachers' tower, followed by the library, one of Jon's destinations

He would have to memorize the way to research the scrolls thoroughly, although something told him that it would be more complicated than it seemed, the librarian was a grumpy orc, something that surprised Jon

In the end, a comfortable room was assigned to the Winter Lord, just below the Archmage's suite, the bed was huge and the place picturesque

It wasn't bad at all

"Any other questions?" asked Mirabelle politely

Jon smiled calmly and said

"Yes, part of my visit is about finding Professor Tolfir, I have a message to give him" Jon said solemnly

Mirabelle, who seemed to detect seriousness on the subject, responded calmly

"I understand, Tolfir is instructing the novices in the great hall, you can join him and share your knowledge with the initiates, I am sure they will be delighted to receive instructions from such a powerful wizard, Winter Lord," Mirabelle said with amusement

Jon raised an eyebrow, but nodded calmly, respecting the master sorceress's skillful mind, then Jon said goodbye and proceeded to visit this large hall to meet the professor

Descending, Jon entered the great hall curiously, the place was brimming with magic, but it was not refined and elegant like in Daggerfall, here the magic felt wild and feral, it was something difficult to explain

Jon's gaze focused on an old man, who was talking to a group of novice wizards, betrayed by their flat robes

Jon calmly approached, listening to part of the lesson

"But we already know that! Why doesn't it teach us something?” asked an annoyed Nordic in a tone of voice that indicated more insolence than confidence in his abilities

And Jon, seizing the moment, interrupted the lesson

"Because magic must be understood and respected, a simple mistake can have terrible consequences, not only for the mage but for those around him, that your master is cautious in novices like you does not make him stupid, on the contrary, something that I cannot say about you, questioning your instructor in such a basic aspect of magic" Jon said firmly and determinedly, giving a little correction to newbies

Everyone froze at Jon's words, while looks of embarrassment began to appear on their faces

The old man, Tolfir nodded pleased with Jon's words

"Wise words, but I'm afraid we don't have the pleasure of knowing each other, I'm Tolfir," said the old man, bowing his head towards Jon with one hand on his chest, a traditional greeting from lower-ranking wizards to higher-ranking wizards

Apparently, Tolfir had recognized the circlet on Jon's head

"Nice to meet you Master Tolfir, I'm Jon Snow, from the Daggerfall Guild, I'm visiting the college," said the young wolf

Tolfir acknowledged him, nodding in respect, however, what really surprised Jon was the reaction of the novice Dunmer, who gasped loudly, looking at Jon in a dumbfounded manner

“The... the... THE WINTER LORD!” said the young novice, looking at Jon with stars in her eyes

Quickly, whispers began to be heard not only in Tolfir's class, but throughout the room, the rest of the teachers looking at Jon with surprise or interest

However, Jon only raised an eyebrow in amusement, staring at an embarrassed Dunmer

"One of my titles, miss..." said Jon, waiting for the name

The friendly maid gave a screech before responding quickly and nervously

"Brelyna, Brelyna Maryon my lord," said the overwhelmed young woman

Jon nodded and, with a mischievous smile, replied

"Brelyna, a nice name for a beautiful lady, famous among one of the most important houses in Morrowind, the Telvanni, if I'm not mistaken," Jon asked

The shy sorceress squealed before nodding in embarrassment, causing Jon to nod

"It's a pleasure to meet a mage of such impressive talent, but something tells me that you didn't show up to my class just to say hello," said the old man, looking astutely at Jon

The smile left the face of the Winter Lord, who inhaled hard, before nodding

"You're right, I was looking for you, Master Tolfir, to fulfill your nephew's mission" Jon said bluntly

"My nephew? Is Ragnar okay?” asked the old man with concern

Jon looked at him sadly and said

"He died in combat, during the attack on Helgen, the false Jarl Skald threw a javelin at my back and Ragnar not only got me out of the way, but he was attacked by me, he died with axe in hand and his soul will walk with his ancestors in Sovengarde" Jon said, as he took a ring from his pocket

Tolfir took it in silence, with trembling hands and a blank stare

"He was traveling from Imperial City to college, to fulfill the last will of his father, your brother, that this ring be given to you," Jon said as tactfully as he could

The old man looked at the ring lost in his thoughts, quite upset

“They were... they were the last family I had" said the old man, something that broke Jon's heart, family was important, after all

Gently, he placed his hand on the old man's shoulder and spoke

"If you need some time, I can take today's class to the novices," Jon offered, seeing that the man was not at his best

Tolfir looked at Jon gratefully and nodded

"That would be... I would appreciate it very much, thank you," said the old man, then said goodbye to his students

"Don't forget that we have an excursion to the ruins of Saarthal, prepare your equipment and provisions, and behave with Master Jon, he is a guest and a magical prodigy, take advantage of this great opportunity," said the old man, and then left the enclosure

Left alone, Jon focused his gaze on the apprentices and couldn't help but shake his head

He could feel the talent, but they lacked discipline, the Khajit was more interested in their claws, the two Mer were chatting with each other, and the Norse was looking towards Master Faralda as he drooled

“ATTENTION!” Jon said with strength in his voice, alerting all the novices and nearby masters

"Form a line and straight backs" he ordered

And the students obeyed, even though they were disorganized and somewhat lazy

When the line appeared, Jon frowned when he saw that none of them had their backs straight and all were very distracted  

"I said… STRAIGHT BACKS” Screaming, while charging low-power lightning, designed to sting rather than harm and with dexterity, electrocuted all the novices at the same time, eliciting shrieks and screams of discomfort

However, in the end, everyone was in the right position

"That's better," Jon said approvingly

"Your master's words were true, wards are important, however, it is wise for a wizard to recognize the limit of his own ability," said the Winter Lord, before taking a couple of steps away and ordering

“Wards up” directly to the surprised students

And they all obeyed, raising their pathetic wards and looking at each other satisfied about it

Jon just shook his head, it was time for a lesson

Channeling chained lightning, Jon cast a low-powered spell directly at the shield of the Khajit, who had a look of superiority

Jon watched with pleasure as the look changed to horror as he saw how his greater Ward was torn apart in an instant by Jon's spell, which moved towards the wards of the rest of the novices obtaining the same result, the power of Jon's spell and the recoil of the broken wards was so much, That they all fell to the ground helpless and whining

"That was pathetic," Jon said firmly, as the novices struggled to their feet 

"What was that?" asked Brelyna, totally surprised, while next to her, the Khajit looked at Jon with obsession in his feline eyes

Jon looked at the Dunmer calmly and said

"That was a piercing spell, specifically designed to drain magical barriers, a lesson, so that you never trust each other completely, magic is powerful, but not infallible, a lesson that can save your lives," Jon said firmly

The novices were embarrassed, nodding softly, as the masters nodded at the hard but necessary lesson

"Now, prepare your strongest spells and try to break my defense," Jon said, preparing his hands and summoning a Master Ward, a restoration spell so advanced that not even the college's restoration teacher knew about it

“What are you waiting for? Attack!!” ordered the Winter Lord, causing the cautious students to begin bombarding his shield, without having the slightest success

The rest of the class, Jon enjoyed teaching the novices the basics of magic, while they made the final preparations for the visit to Saarthal

However,...

Jon did not overlook the cold and malicious golden eyes that watched his movements, coming from the annoying Thalmor that inhabited the castle

Cirilla Fiona Ellen Rianon, the Jarl’s House

"Would it all be my dear?" said the silver lioness, dismissing the servant, who, to Ciri's amusement, seemed sad to have to leave

"Yes my lady," said the submissive young woman, who bent down and proceeded to leave the room, but not before Ciri gave her a loud spanking and grabbing her hair, proceeded to kiss her, a gesture full of passion and promise 

When she finished, Ciri watched with satisfaction as the young woman panted and looked at the lioness with desire

"Be good and there will be more," Ciri promised, enjoying the way the maid shuddered and left the room with trembling legs

And just at that moment, Serana returned, entering the room

"Everything in order? I could smell that young woman's love juice from miles away," said the vampire, as she entered the comfortable room

"Everything is in order, she’s not ready, but my Jon and I may have a new pet soon," Ciri said with all the calm in the world, as she began to undress without shame, before Serana's uncomfortable, but obviously interested gaze

“Did you find what you were looking for?” Ciri asked, as she put her legs in the huge tub and sighed with pleasure when she felt the hot water on her body

Serana nodded, as she took a seat at the side of the tub

"Yes, it is an ancient but powerful artifact, a soul gem that does not break, extremely valuable, I wish to request your husband's assistance to recover it," Serana said cautiously

Ciri nodded, finding no problem

“Do you think I will find anything at college about parchments?” Serana asked

Ciri nodded

"Yes, it is the place with the greatest magical knowledge in the region, something must be done about the Elder Scroll," said the lioness, as she raised her long and beautiful legs and began to soap herself, before Serana's interested eyes

Ciri, smelling blood, spread her legs gently, showing a bit of her delicate womanhood towards the vampire, while stretching her legs towards Serana

"Do you soap my legs, my dear?" Ciri said innocently

Serana stammered, but nodded quickly, and taking the soap, began massaging Ciri's beautiful, long legs, taking her time, an act they both apparently enjoyed

“Have you thought about my proposal?” Ciri asked with a sigh, enjoying the elegant and soft hands of the vampire

"Yes, but it will be complicated, I have few good memories of the castle and it will need a lot of work, but if you manage to finish off my father, it will be yours and Jon's" Serana promised

However, Ciri shook her head and said

"It will be ours dear, you are one of us," said the lioness firmly

But Serana only looked away, her face full of shame

"I don't deserve it, I don't deserve the opportunity you offer, I'm broken and useless, I..." however, Ciri silenced her

"You may be broken, but not defeated, since you confided me what happened to you my respect for you increased to the maximum, only a strong woman could survive those atrocities," said the lioness, trembling at the memory of that talk

Serana was still staring into space and now massaging Ciri's legs

“When you're ready, we'll be here, Jon and I, you're ours darling and we take care of what's valuable to us, got it?” asked the lioness, caressing Serana's face with her soft and beautiful foot, making the vampire shudder at the physical contact

"Got it Ciri," Serana said, although she didn't seem very convinced

The lioness sighed, but she would succeed, Serana would belong to Jon and her, there was no way that such a beautiful specimen would escape them

After all, Ciri loved hunting

And Serana, at least for the moment, was the ultimate prey