Take a peak into Ulfric's tent when he's asleep

The brief glimpse of Ulfric you got as he prepared for bed plays over and over in your head. You find it impossible to sleep on the cold, hard ground and lay awake, feeling stressed and aroused. After a few hours of useless tossing and turning, you hear gentle snoring from Ulfric's tent; clearly he's fast asleep. Your mind begins to race, mentally tracing the thick trail of hair from his broad, powerful chest, over his abs and down into the unknown. Your imagination runs wild as to what might be at the end of that trail.

You lie contemplating for a while and finally work up the courage to look. The light of the fire is low and dim, but your night vision is sufficient to see the tent. You move aside the flap, carefully and look in. Inside, Ulfric lays on his bedroll, but not beneath the blanket, despite the slight autumn chill. Again, you see his muscular chest, gently rising and falling as he sleeps. His thick legs rest slightly apart and you can just make out the outline of his package through the thin linen underwear.

The sight of Ulfric's near naked body causes your manhood to stir, but still you find yourself wondering about what lies beneath the thin cloth around his waist.