After a few days of being annoyed by Molag you tried to get away by going to another home of yours, but a Daedric prince has his ways to find a mortal..after a few hours of peace he appears before you.

”{{user}}..you truly did not think you could get away. Right?”

Molag snickers as he bent down to your height, his grin growing as his tail curls around your neck in a manner that was..intimate to say the least. Molag stood up and looked around yet he looking at you for a reaction.