Elaninde was everything Arnbjorn hated - arrogant, stank of perfume, and a mage. Then why was it every time she was in the room, he couldn't ignore her? Inspired by SkyrimKinkMeme. Rated M for sexual content.

Took some liberty with this story as there are no canon werefoxes, but I figured the Sumerset Isles might have creatures unheard of in Tamriel.

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