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It had been a few weeks but Keema has now gotten pretty used to killing taking bounties of most bandits and helping around town with the help of Lydia, and, learned flames, frost, and healing hands from Farengar as well as creating her own potions and poisons from Arcadia.

And selling the dragon scales and bones of the dragon she had just killed were more than enough to give her a good fortune to help her live in whiterun as a resident for a long time.

Not to mention that everyone now revered her as a hero, except for the companions and the battle-borns. Especially Olfrid who thought she had gained her wealth out of luck, but Jon and surprisingly Idolaf had gained her respect after saving all of them from a dragon attack. Her status as a thane was easily recognizable by ring and sword by the residents of whiterun.

Thing is though, she longed for something more than this, something that could give her more than just gold and fame throughout whiterun, she wanted to become stronger and fight for something more than just her fame.

While she wanted to find more purpose, Balgruuf's words still troubled her, that she needed to become stronger, but how? She had begun fighting bandits across the whiterun hold, including the ones in silent moons camp and a secret encampment behind the hold. But she needed to become stronger than that, since Balgruuf made it sound like she'll be fighting more than just a few bandits of skyrim...

"My thane, is there something troubling you?" Lydia asked as they sat in front of the fire in breezehome.

"Nothing, I was just thinking about how I could become stronger" Keema said, as she was lost in thought.

"Stronger? I think you're strong enough to protect whiterun my thane" Lydia commented.

"No, I mean stronger than bandits, I want to take on any challenge once more. What if another dragon attack happens? I can't take another one down at this rate if I just fight bandits, I need to fight something stronger. Plus Balgruuf's words worry me, I have to become stronger in order to fulfill my prophecy as the dragonborn" Keema explained to her.

Lydia realized what she meant now, they've been taking on a handful of bandit camps for a while now. While it proved to be a bit of a challenge, it never pushed past their limits, they always came out on top easily.

"I see... Why don't you join the companions then my thane?" Lydia suggested to her.

"The companions? But... Aren't they doing the same thing as us?" Keema asked Lydia.

"No my thane, they also take care of not only bandits but fearsome beasts as well like bears, sabrecats and even mammoths. And I imagine they will be taking down dragon bounties... If there is one that is. But I have no doubt they'll be taking those chances, I mean, what bigger glory is there than to take down a dragon like you did?" Lydia asked her.

"Oh right... I forgot I witnessed them take down a giant in the farm when I first arrived in whiterun..." Keema said.

Keema thought about it, giants, mammoths, and all sorts of beasts including dragons... It would surely be more challenging to take them down than just lowly bandits.

"Alright, I think I can join them... Um... Do you think I'll fit in?" Keema asked Lydia.

"Are you kidding? You've done well with bandits which both you and the companions eat for breakfast, you'll definitely fit right in" Lydia said, encouraging her thane.

Keema appreciated the vote of confidence.

"And I'm sure you'll fit in with them as well" Keema said.

Lydia shook her head.

"I may be a housecarl, but I don't... Well let's just say that they can get rowdy from time to time" Lydia said as she nervous.

"Rowdy?" Keema questioned her.

"You know, rough housing, brawling with each other from time to time, breaking chairs and tables... Just think of it like a playground, but with full grown muscular men and women" Lydia said as she laughed a bit.

"I'm sure it wouldn't be that bad" Keema said as they continued to eat their dinner.

...

The next day, Keema was in front of Jorrvaskr and took a deep breath, this was it, she was going to join the companions. She knew she was strong enough to impress them, but other than that, that was it, she had no clue about what should be expected of her except for slaying bandits but it couldn't be that hard could it?

She entered the mead hall and was greeted by two people fighting, one dark elf and one nord.

"Those two at it again?" One of them said, before everyone in the hall stood up from the table and started cheering on the two, encouraging them both to fight harder.

Eventually the dark elf lost, and the nord woman seemed to kick him out of spite, before going away outside to train.

The crowd of onlookers soon dispersed as if this was a normal occurrence for them to do.

Keema gulped, she hoped that brawling with the other members wasn't a requirement to join in the first place.

She explored further down the mead hall downstairs, seeing more members sharing their stories and drinking to their heart's content, eventually meeting two nords who were talking to each other.

One was a nord with warpaint covering his eyes, and skyforge steel armor, along with a matching greatsword on his back.

The other was an older nord, with grayish hair, and wore the same equipment as the younger nord.

"But I still hear the call of-" The nord stopped himself as he realized someone outside of the companions was within hearing distance of their conversation.

"And who is this?" The nord said.

"I'm... I'm Keema, and I would like to join the companions" Keema said, hoping she was qualified enough and she wasn't just talking to two random people who aren't even in charge of the group.

The old man looked her up and down, and then looked at her eyes.

"Hmmm... Yes, perhaps... A certain strength of spirit" the old nord said, with a bit of admiration as he saw the spirit of battle in her eyes.

"Master Kodlak... You're not seriously considering letting her join..." The young nord warrior said as he tried not to let Keema hear him too much, although that proved to be quite useless as she can clearly hear him.

"I'm nobodies master Vilkas, and last I checked, we had some empty beds in our halls" Kodlak said.

"This is absurd... She's the thane of whiterun, why would a thane even be interested in joining our cause?" Vilkas questioned him.

"Some men come here to seek their fame, and some come to earn their fortune, to me it matters not what they came here for, but the strength of their heart" Kodlak said.

"And their arm" Vilkas added.

"Of course, how are you in battle, my lady?" Kodlak asked her.

"I still have a lot left to learn" Keema said modestly.

"That's the spirit, Vilkas will take you out to the courtyard to see what you can do. Vilkas, take this whelp and see how strong her arm is" Kodlak ordered him.

"Aye" Vilkas said, as he started to walk out, with Keema following along.

Keema felt a bit nervous but knew she had to prove herself to these people... As rough and loud as they were.

They made it to the courtyard and Vilkas immediately brought out his greatsword.

"The old man said to have a look at you, so let's do this. Just take a few swings at me so I can see your form, don't worry, I can take it" Vilkas said as he readied himself to block her attacks.

Keema took out her sword, changing her stance and preparing to make a strike.

"No fancy blade of yours, will make this any different, just a reminder" Vilkas said.

Keema felt a bit insulted considering she had counted on the sword since it was given to her and struck him.

Vilkas easily blocked her attack, although he felt her strikes were impressive as he felt his feet budge a bit.

"Pretty good arm you have there, but not enough" Vilkas said, complimenting her blow.

She struck again and again but she couldn't seem to make any kind of impressive blow on his blocks.

Keema came up with a new strategy, and tried to use her wits against him.

She spun around, grabbed his foot with her tail and made him fall onto the ground.

"Gyah!" Vilkas yelled in surprise as he found himself on his back, and the tip of her blade on his chin.

"Is that enough for you?" Keema asked him.

Vilkas laughed, before putting her sword away from him before standing up.

"Now that's impressive, you're mightier than you look. You might just make it, but you're still a whelp to us new blood. So you better do what we tell you. Speaking of which, take my sword and give it to Eorlund up at the forge on the steps nearby, and be careful, it's probably worth more than you are" Vilkas said as he gave her the sword and left her right there.

"Wait! Did I pass!?" Keema yelled at him.

"That's for the others to decide, now take my sword whelp" Vilkas said as he left her.

Keema didn't know if she passed or somehow pissed him off, but she respected him for his ability. She may have caught him off guard but she knew had it not been for him holding back, she could easily have beaten him.

She decided to follow what he said and brought the sword to Eorlund.

Upon seeing the blade, Eorlund knew what she was tasked to do immediately, but was amazed at realizing she was also carrying the sword he had made for the thane, and realized she was the one who slayed the dragon.

"By the gods, I can't believe it, you're the dragonborn!" Eorlund said as he sharpened a skyforge steel sword.

"Yes, it's me. I appreciate the sword you made, it's reliable against all the battles I fought so far, I've yet to test it on a dragon though" Keema said as she handed him the blade.

"Don't mention it, you can thank Farengar for the enchantments, as for the razor sharp blade of the sword, that I can take your compliments for" Eorlund said.

"Do the companions always order the new recruits around? Or should I say new bloods?" Keema asked him.

"Ah, don't worry about that. They were all whelps once, did the same thing that you did, only they don't like being reminded of it. And don't always do as you're told, nobody is technically in charge of the companions" Kodlak said, laughing a bit.

"Well someone has to be in charge though" Keema said, thinking Kodlak was the leader.

"Well I don't know how they did it, but they've not had a leader since ysgramor himself. But Kodlak is the harbinger of the companions, he's not in charge but all the holds respect his word as a warrior, so in a way, he is in charge, but not officially" Kodlak explained.

"I see... I have to get going then and see what other tasks they have for me to join them" Keema said as she was about to leave.

"Wait, I have a favor to ask. My wife, she's in mourning, and I have to get back to her. Take this shield, and bring it to Aela the huntress, you'll know her with her warpaint and bow, the only one who uses it in the companions really" Kodlak said as he stopped sharpening a sword and gave her a shield.

"I'm happy to lend a hand" Keema said as she took the shield.

"Thank you, I won't forget this service" Eorlund said before taking off back home to comfort his wife.

Keema didn't know what what they were mourning for but decided not to question it as she went back inside the mead hall.

She searched the quarters for the woman she met in the farm, now knowing her name was Aela.

She was having a conversation with a balding, but muscular nord who was bigger than both her and Aela.

"Ah! I'm glad you made it here! So the old man thinks you have what it takes huh?" Aela asked her.

"Yes, Kodlak thought he did. I hope I can live up to your expectations" Keema said with humility.

"I told you, this was the whelp that was practicing in the courtyard with Vilkas" The huge nord man said.

"Ah yes, I heard she gave him quite the thrashing Skjor" Aela said, who seemed impressed from what she heard about Keema.

"Don't let Vilkas catch you saying that" Skjor warned her.

Aela turned toward her curiously.

"You think you can handle Vilkas in a real fight?" Aela asked her.

"I don't care for boasting, although it'd be nice to see him fight for real with that huge sword of his" Keema said, trying to get in their good graces.

"Oh? Which sword? The one in his hands? Or below?" Aela said before stifling a laugh.

Keema blushed at the joke, and tried to get the thought of how big Vilkas was in her head.

"Let's have Farkas show you where you'll be resting your head" Aela said.

"Farkas!" Skjor called out to someone.

Immediately, a nord with longer hair than Vilkas, who looked a lot like him, showed up behind Keema.

"You called me?" Farkas asked them.

"Of course we did ice brain. Show this new blood where the rest of the whelps sleep" Aela told Farkas.

"New blood? Oh... Follow me" Farkas said, as he began to lead Keema over to the bedrooms as they walked.

"Do you always let them bully you like that?" Keema asked him.

"It's alright, Skjor and Aela like to tease me, but they're good people. They challenge us to be our best" Farkas said.

"Has there ever been a time where they went too far?" Keema asked him.

"As far as I'm concerned, it's only those who weren't worthy of joining in the first place. You wanna know what's really going too far? When a new recruit's pride goes too far and kills somebody in the process, that's when we kick them out and threaten to kill them in retaliation if they don't leave. Lately though, they've been planning to eliminate us, but of course, they're blindly following their rage and haven't killed any of us yet, so I'm confident you can handle yourself if you run into any of them" Farkas said as they made it to the quarters, which was simple enough which was just a room full of beds.

"Who is this them that you're referring to?" Keema asked him.

"Nevermind, that's a story for another time, and I doubt you'll run into them soon. Well, here we are, this is the quarters, just fall in one of the beds when you're tired. Tilma will keep the place clean, she always does. Come to me, Aela, Skjor, or Vilkas when you're looking for work. Good luck, and welcome to the companions" Farkas said to her, welcoming her.

"It's an honor to be part of the companions" Keema said with gratitude.

"By the way... Since you're the thane, and managed to clear some of the bandit camps, Vilkas told me to tell you to come to him" Farkas relayed to her.

Keema was confused, but wondered what for.

"Why? Did I upset him earlier?" She asked Farkas.

"Probably he wants to see you in real action, he wants to see if you really earned your right as a thane or if you're just flaunting your status, no offense of course" Farkas said.

"I won't disappoint him then" Keema said as she went upstairs and found Vilkas waiting for him in the entrance.

"Took your time whelp, I've been waiting for ages" Vilkas complained.

"Sorry, I was just getting acquainted with everyone here" Keema excused herself.

"In any case, that sorry excuse for a test in the courtyard wasn't enough to convince me you're worth being thane" Vilkas said.

"But I thought I impressed you?" Keema asked him.

"As a companion, yes, but as a thane? That isn't enough. Which is why we're going to Valtheim towers and taking on those bandits so I can see how well you really do in a real battle" Vilkas informed her.

"Alright, let me go get Lydia" Keema said as she tried to go out before Vilkas grabbed her arm.

"I said. Just the two of us... This is your test, not hers" He reiterated to her.

Keema felt a bit of fear in her eyes, then nodded, understanding now what he meant.

They walked on foot to Valtheim towers, out of all the bandit camps, it was the most dangerous one. First because of the number of bandits that made it their home. Second, it was a strategic spot, nobody can get past that area and archers can shoot anybody passing through. Which would be a good test for Keema's abilities so far.

A bandit was guarding the roads and approached them.

"Halt! This here's a toll road, pay the fine or suffer the consequences" The female bandit told them.

"We'd rather die than pay you" Vilkas said disdainfully at her, before Keema could say anything.

"Shame, your healer won't hear the same thing from you" The bandit said before she charged them, and alerting the ten or so bandits in the tower.

Keema and Vilkas made short work of the bandit, and made their way up the tower, as Keema and Vilkas took them all on.

...

Keema and Vilkas slaughtered the bandits, with Keema catching her breath. Usually she would sneak up on most of them or take on five with assistance from Lydia, but to take a lot of them at once was a feat she didn't know she could do... With some assistance from Vilkas of course.

"Impressive, you pulled through after all" Vilkas said as he put a hand on her shoulder.

The sun was starting to set, and Keema was tired from the fighting.

"So did I pass?" Keema asked him.

"With flying colors... It's best we get clean now, I doubt you want to go to whiterun smelling of blood and guts" Vilkas said as she followed him.

Lydia would be furious if she knew I went to fight some bandits without her" Keema said as she and Vilkas went down the tower.

"Who said she's going to find out?" Vilkas said as he went toward the river instead of continuing back through the road to whiterun.

Keema followed him, confused until he started stripping.

"W-What are you doing!?" Keema blushed as Vilkas undressed, revealing his endomorphic body. (Basically a combination of chubby and muscular, thick arms, with a bit of fat that has muscle, you know)

"What else? Bathing of course, I still have to keep an appearance" Vilkas said before completely removing everything he had and resting them on the grass, walking over to the shallow waters and starting to clean his body of any blood.

"W-What if somebody comes?" Keema asked him.

"Travelers have been aware of Valtheim being inhabited by bandits for a while, I imagine they'd steer clear of here until we inform the jarl of clearing it" Vilkas said as he cleaned his muscles.

Keema gulped and reluctantly joined him, exposing her huge, natural tits to him, along with her wide hips as she joined him, and cleaning herself next to him.

For a while, everything seemed to be fine, with both of them minding their business... Until Vilkas started to touch her.

Keema didn't mind this time though, and did the same to his muscles, moaning from the tender touch of Vilkas.

"For a thane you have quite the alluring figure... I'd mistake you for a priestess of Dibella if I saw you" Vilkas whispered, his hard cock rubbing up against her thigh.

"I-It's a gift that my father always said I should only show a few people" Keema moaned.

"Then I'm honored to see and appreciate it" Vilkas said before he started tracing his finger around the entrance of her pussy.

"Hah... V-Vilkas... N-Not there...~" She teased him, grabbing his cock in her scaly hand and stroking his cock.

Vilkas' cock twitched in her hand, loving the texture of her scaly hand as he thrusted slowly against it, precumming on her hand.

Keema rubbed his chest as they then looked at each other before they kissed.

Vilkas could feel her tongue circling on his, combined with the french kiss, she started to suck on it, which was quite unique since he never kissed an argonian before.

"By the gods Keema... You're beautiful..." Vilkas complimented her as he started rubbing his cock on her pussy.

Keema rubbed back, crying out as Vilkas took one of her tits and gave it a squeeze, sending tingles of pleasure through her body.

"To think a warrior with a body like this exists... It's just like our father told us years ago... The more beautiful a woman is... The more powerful they are than they seem" Vilkas said before nibbling on them.

"V-Vilkas!" She yelled as she and Vilkas laid on the grass with him on top of her.

He fingered her body, his fingers teasing her pussy before he started pumping his fingers in and out of her fast, making the argonian scream with ecstasy from the excitement she felt.

"Vilkas! Your fingers are making me wet!" She howled into the sky.

"You may have handled me well earlier, but let's see how you handle me this time" Vilkas chuckled before he rubbed his cock on her pussy.

He kept thrusting outside the entrance, teasing as the length rubbed up on her entrance and clit, teasing her as she felt like she was going to lose it.

"I thought you companions were rowdy and rough... I guess Lydia w-was... Nguwah... Wrong about all of you" Keema muttered as she tried to thrust her pussy against his cock to get more pleasure out of it.

"Hold your tongue wench, you'll be regretting those words soon" Vilkas said in retaliation as they kissed once more.

His cock slowly entered her, feeling her tightly squeeze on it as she moaned and shook from the pleasure she felt from the penetration.

"H-H-Haaah... F-Finally...!" Keema moaned as both of them panted.

Vilkas squeezed both of her tits, thrusting into her like a hungry wolf mating another, gritting his teeth as he pinned her down with such ferocity and giving her slow but hard thrusts.

"Serves you right... Flaunting your... Slutty body... In the mead hall...!" Vilkas murmured, before embracing her lovingly and entrapping her in his arms.

"And your body is like that of a beast's... Strong and cuddly, just like a bear" Keema complimented, making Vilkas blush as well.

The two made love on the riverside, with Vilkas teasing her body by slowing down whenever he felt like both of their climaxes were approaching.

After a few minutes, he switched places with her, letting her ride his cock while she thrusted her hips down on him.

He grabbed her rear and used it as leverage to bring her down on his cock harder, groping her thicc, scaly asscheeks and making them both moan louder from the pleasure, and with this position, there was no way they can resist themselves from cumming.

"By Ysmir, I might just let you sleep in my quarters...!" Vilkas gritted his teeth, trying to make it last.

"Does this mean... You won't hold back if I... Uwah! D-Do?" Keema winked at him.

"That depends on how much you want to get plowed... Or have eggs~" Vilkas teased her back before grabbing her arms and using them to pull her down harder on his cock.

"A-Ah! N-No... I'm actually... Infertile... So don't expect any eggs from me" Keema explained, her tongue hanging out of her jaw as she drooled in pleasure.

"That just means I can cum inside you without any consequences!" Vilkas yelled before standing up and pounding up her pussy harder, grabbing her ass again and thrusting furiously fast into her, causing her eyes to roll up.

"Y-Yes! Don't stop! Punish this whelp until you knock her infertile wound up!" Keema yelled with a silly smile her face could muster.

"Here it comes... Get pregnant wench!" Vilkas screamed with no hesitation, shooting his load in her, climaxing hard into her.

"Uwaaaaaaahhh!!!" Keema cried out, hugging Vilkas as her pussy squirted her juices all over Vilkas, their climaxes occurring at the same time as they mixed with each other.

Vilkas laid down on the grass, taking Keema with him as she laid on his chest, snoozing as they came down from their sexual high.

Vilkas stroked her head, then his hand came down on her large ass and spanked it, making her moan and hiss in annoyance from him.

Vilkas chuckled and rested with her, it would be a while before they return to whiterun at this rate, but he didn't mind.

And this is the first wholesome sex Keema has in the story. Sorry if it may seem boring to you. But tomorrow, it will be either Hajvarr ironhand's turn, the spriggans of the gildergreen, or Olfrid battleborn in the missing in action quest.

Okay, I'm going to list out the quests and tell me which one of these three you want to see first.

Hajvarr has Amren's sword, but by the time Keema gets there, it's not in the boss chest. Instead, it's hidden somewhere and Hajvarr overpowers her with the enchantment from his gauntlets making him stronger and defeat her. With the other bandits dead but not wanting to kill such a hot fuck, he makes a bet with her that if she lasts a few rounds with him, he will give her the sword, but if she doesn't, he will kick her out of the cave tied up for anybody to fuck on the roads while she is stripped of her clothes and gear. You know the rest, she wins, she honors the bet, Hajvarr leaves and isn't exactly a victory for Keema but you know hentai logic.

Gildergreen will involve her getting to the gildergreen itself, but as she collects the sap, the spriggans come out of the gildergreen itself and trap her. They take revenge by sexually fucking her with their fingers, making her cum repeatedly until she fills a small bowl with her juices, kind of like a fair exchange.

Olfrid battleborn, the old rich guy, father of Idolaf battleborn, the bastard who mocks Fralia and making her believe her son is dead. Yes, that guy. When Keema gets the letter involving Thorald's brother, he spots her and locks her in. He threatens to report her crime to the guard and have her executed... Unless she lets him fuck her. And if she tries to harm him, he'll tell the guards about it and frame her for attempted murder.

Just comment or review which ones you want in the next chapter, and please provide any thoughts you had with the current chapter and the chapter you want me to go through with next