Behaving: An Elder Scrolls Erotica (Boethiah/Mephala)
She knew he was many millennia old and assumed the form of a grown man, but he would always be a child to mephala, a little warrior who never grew up. despite her feelings about fa-nuit-hen's mortal mother, she did quite like the child.
Keema's Adventure: Cidhna Mine
A tunnel that leads right through the old dwarven ruins of markarth, into the city. well, what do you say, my brothers?" madanach asked them. all of the forsworn shouted and yelled the same thing at the same time.
The Raccoons: Aunt Gertie Returns - 2011
A subtle shift of her leg could expose quite a bit of her moist old pussy for him and a flick of her tail could part the nightgown just as well.
Cat House 2
I'm browsing the various girls and boys on offer in the male client harem. I am a bit jealous of how Makari ran off, it was honest but a bit eager. Curiosity and cats, though. Jidargo, Krinrah, and the client Zha-zhirr pick out a couple of males and...
Keema's Adventure: Redguards
Keema heard a commotion with the city guards, and was sent by Vilkas to deal with it. Apparently a bunch of redguards had entered and were asking to search whiterun to capture someone. Ria and Torvar were asked to come with her as well, in case...
Thursday Nights: Drinking in the Knowledge of His Elders
After turning off the lights in the office, the two males carefully walked to the professor's old volkswagen and proceeded to drive to jake's house a half a mile off campus.
Hard Luck Woman
"that's an old truck now!" "so is your old ass car, grandma?" "hey easy on the old." norma laughed. "i ain't getting any younger!" "one day." smiled the wolf. "grandma, you take care."
Iconoclast Chapter 1
That is where i met makari, a khajiit girl who had recently turned old enough to join the trade caravans, and we became friends, sharing knowledge of alchemy and other crafts on long travels across tamriel.
Elsweyr
**Elsweyr** **The Home of the Khajiit** "It's full of tropical forests and dusty badlands. Sounds awful." -Ysolda 1 Ah, Elsweyr, the ancestral home of the Khajiit. Once upon a time, the great Aldmer...
“J’Dash and The Child of Darkness” A Story Inspired by Elder Scroll’s IV: Oblivion
Lying around inside the abandon building was mostly old books, rotten food, broken furniture and a few old throw rugs. suddenly his target came into view.
The Hero of Kvatch - A Prequel Fanfiction
As i compose this letter, i am almost 70 years old now. my joints are creaking, my eyes are cloudy, and some of my fur doesn't seem to want to grow back anymore. my memory, however, is still pretty good. quill is helping me write this.
Tales of the Shadowswords: Hounded, Part 2
He had said his old name for the last time on that day, and had never said it since. "it's alright," shadow soothed. "you knew i would come for you, and i did.