Blackfeather Woods Naughty baby here to tease you

She was not warrior, or even some scout. Her body had not been trained for long physical exertion. But she was not all plump and sedentary. She lasted a long while, biting and snapping at Sheogorath's legs, bucking as much as she could to shake him off. But he clung like a leech on her back, unmoving. It seemed that her movements were in vain as nothing she did seemed to make him budge from her body.

His clinging weight, though initially miniscule, began to increase as her body weakened. She panted, trying to squeeze every scrap of energy from her body that she could in an inevitably failed attempt to stave off their coupling.