Krris #7

Story by bluedraggy on SoFurry

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#9 of Krris

Muz-Ra Crosses the Line

The best laid schemes o' mice an' Argonians Gang aft a-gley. (interesting to look up the origin of that phrase, though perhaps Argonians wasn't used in 1786)

Well, she means well. But, in the heat of passion, things get a little more physical than was the intent. And Krris gets more than just an eyeful. Time to move that line again!


| "Watch you? Watch you do what?"

"What do you think silly? Do you think only you people with penises do it to yourselves? Not so. The Jarl is gone to Solitude for a month and I'm horny as hell. I can't fuck you, Krris, but I sure as hell can get myself off. After last night, I'm aching to. And I want you to watch." | |

| "You want me to watch you..."

"Masturbate Krris. There's a word for it and you can say it. Yes, I do. It won't bother me. Hell I'll get off on having you watch honestly. But I also want you to understand that there is no shame in this. I'm a sexual being too, Krris, and my intimate friend isn't available. So yeah, I masturbate. Because it feels damn good." | |

| And with that, Muz-Ra closed her eyes and her thoughts turned to lust as she let herself go. Krris watched, fascinated. He hadn't known women did this, but the practiced fingers that Muz-Ra demonstrated proved otherwise. For a little while, he felt like some naughty voyeur, watching her. But then Muz-Ra's eyes opened and locked on his as she continued. Her mouth parted as she took in husky breaths, but when he moved closer, she held up a somewhat wet finger and wagged it at him.

"No no no. We (huff) mustn't go over the line. (huff) Keep your hands to yourself. But... (huff) if you want to use your hands on yourself, (huff) be my guest!"

Then she resumed her own stimulation. | |

| Krris looked down at himself. It was standing like a little sword! But as her breaths became faster and more pronounced, he found he couldn't look away from her.

At last, as her peak came she screamed, "Oh fuck it!" and she grabbed his hand, forcing it over her breast as her own hand shot back to where it had been to bring her over the edge. He needed no prompting but smiled and kneaded her breasts as she rode the waves back to earth. He knew when she needed his stimulation no longer, but he kept his hand cupped over her breast anyway, feeling the border where the scales yielded to the areola and nipple as her breathing returned to normal. | |

| They lay together side by side for a whiile as she calmed down.

"Do... do you think Ubergard does that too?" Krris ventured.

Muz-Ra turned her head to look at him. "Does a bear shit in the woods? (huff) Yes, Krris. Ubergard does that too. Well, probably not as expertly as I do, but I'm sure she manages somehow. Nothing for you tonight?"

Krris looked at her quizzically. "Nothing for me? What do you mean?"

"You can too, you know. If you want. No pressure." | |

| "Oh. No, I don't think I'm ready for that yet. But..."

"... the desire is there? Good. That's enough. And I notice you're not exactly soft either. Very good. Your body will demand it in time, Krris. Don't be alone when it does. Let me share it with you. Like you shared mine tonight."

"You know, you said I shouldn't touch you, Red." | |

| Muz-Ra smiled up at him, her legs still splayed obscenely apart. "I lied again I guess. Hey, I'm only flesh and blood. But really, no matter what I say, be my strength there if I get too wild. If we fuck, it will hurt Ubergard and the Jarl too. I don't want to do that. But I do lose control sometimes. Don't let me do anything I'll regret." | |

| "You want me to be the voice of moderation here?" Krris asked. "You're the doctor!"

"A doctor wouldn't have done that. I'm no doctor. I'm just a horny friend of yours, who gets carried away sometimes. But I don't want to hurt anyone, Krris. I want to help you. It's a fine line we walk. We need to be careful."

"Okay, but remember, I'm just a horny male too. I do think this is going to work, but at some point, I'm going to need some restraint too." | |

| "We'll help each other," Muz-Ra said, shaking his hand in a pact. A wet hand he couldn't help but notice.

They lay down to go to sleep, with Muz-Ra snuggling up to Krris, her hand resuming it's warm grip on him below his balls as he tried to relax and stop thinking of what he just saw.

"You're hard," she commented lazily and wiggled him around a bit. "If you feel the need, don't let me stop you. Goodnight Krris."

"Goodnight Red."

Of course he couldn't sleep. And he couldn't help but notice that the hand that held him was wet too. Even his own hand held the gentle scent of Muz-Ra's passion. He wondered if she'd done that on purpose. She was crafty like that. It wasn't long before the Argonian was once again breathing deeply in a sound sleep beside him, but it was quite a while before he managed to join her.

Eventually he dreamed, not of Udaran, but of someone far less furry. Her scent was all around him, yet her face wasn't visible. But he hugged her tightly to himself. It was a good dream. | |