A Sexy Tail of Intrigue - Part 1
A Sexy Tail of IntrigueLike most Khajiit from Elsweyr, Ki'Darga had traveled to Skyrim in search of a new start. Hoping to find more than just hidden stashes of skooma and septims.. Ki'Darga was not able to afford any real armor yet, he only dons a light cloth hooded-robe, a loincloth and foot wraps. This, unfortunately, provides not much protection, for any kind of encounter.First setting foot into Skyrim, Ki'Darga feels the cold sting of the evident drop in temperature, possibly because of a recent snowfall. Even the hard ground and dirt beneath his feet are ice cold. The nearest town is Riften, which--stories be told, have not given this town the best reputation, a Thieves Guild is rumored to run things here. This sounded perfect for the Khajiit and quite possibly this is where Ki'Darga may find himself employment.As Ki'Darga approaches the main gate to Riften, he senses something is amiss. The guards nudge each other and point in his direction, exchanging words which, fortunately Ki'Darga is not able to make out. He continues to walk towards the gate, and is abruptly stopped. A Steel sword has been extended in his direction, followed by a question "What do you want Cat? You know your kind is not welcome here.." Grunts one of the guards. Ki'Darga takes down his hood and looks at the guard, smiles and tilts his head in a friendly manner. "Ki'Darga is not here to make trouble, Khajiit can offer this as a sign of good faith, yes?" He hands each of the guards a bottle of mead, which he had found only moments earlier at an abandoned hideout that had been used by some bandits just southeast of Riften."Well, well.. 'Ki'Darga' was it? You seem like you're all right to me." chuckles the guard to his right, who's demeanor seems to have changed quite a bit. He even smiles back at Ki'Darga and reaches out to scratch his head. Ki'Darga nods slowly, allowing the guard's hand to touch him, but stays cautious. As the guard continues to touch Ki'Darga's head playfully, Ki'Darga notices something protruding from the guard's front armor piece. Ki'Darga purrs contently for a brief moment, but quickly glances back at the other guard who's arms are still folded in a semi-judgmental manner. His ears perk up, and he looks back at the guard still petting him. "You like that Khajiit? Maybe you'd like to check out the barracks with me?" The guard aggressively insists.Before Ki'Darga is even given a chance to respond, the guard ushers him into the side door which is used by guards only. The guard showing Ki'Darga in, glances back at his fellow Nord, and nods. The other guard responds, shaking his head with a slight look of disapproval and looks back in the direction of the road that leads to Riften. Upon entry to the barracks Ki'Darga senses he may be in some sort of trouble, but stays silent waiting to see what this guard's true intent would be. The guard removes his own helmet, "Most of the men are
out on patrol so it would appear we have the barracks to ourselves." He quickly runs his hand thru his matted hair, "My name is Scott by the way, and you are damn cute for a Khajiit", Scott grunts, as he gently grasps the scruff of Ki'Darga's neck and pushes him up against the door that leads out of the barracks. "I'm not sure what the custom is for your race, but when this Nord wants something, He takes it." Scott then proceeds to kiss Ki'Darga promptly on the lips, and with his other hand he slides the light robe down over each of the fur shoulders of Ki'Darga. His hand is strong as he rubs and pets while he continues to undress the Khajiit. The robe was obviously not fitted well, as it drops effortlessly to the floor.Still very aggressively kissing, Scott gently pets his way down the side of Ki'Darga's fur coat, feeling every bone and muscle, finally stopping at the Khajiit's hip. At this point Ki'Darga knows exactly what is happening and does not want to make any sudden moves. He continues to let this handsome Nord have control for the moment. This exchange of oral fluids was new and rather exciting to Ki'Darga, as most Khajiit never engaged in such foreplay. Lips wet from each other's tongues, they continued to explore each other's mouths for what seemed like forever. Ki'Darga patiently waits for an eventual break from this "Kissing" the nords do. "Khajiit have heard of the Nords and their sexual prowess." Ki'Darga lightly pants. Scott's eyes reconnect with Ki'Darga's, "Ooh.. you have, have you? And what does this Khajiit think of the Nord?" Scott grins at him. "I think you have more hair than the stories I have heard, which is good for the cold climate you live in." Ki'Darga tries to keep his head about him."Oh it's good is it?" Still holding Ki'Darga by the scruff, Scott brings his other hand from Ki'Darga's side and pets down the front of the fairly muscular and shiny, dark-brown fur coat. He continues down into the front of Ki'Darga's loincloth, "Mmmm, and what do we have here Khajiit? A concealed weapon of sorts? I've heard all about your kind's barbed endowment, and.. it feels as though, you hold true to that." Scott continues to fondle Ki'Darga's ever hardening shaft, which is quickly filling up with blood. This would unfortunately also be the same blood that should be going to Ki'Darga's brain. His purr is much louder now, and his breathing has accelerated considerably."Scott..." Ki'Darga wildly purrs, but no other words are able to escape his mouth, because this Nord relentlessly continues to stroke and fondle the Khajiit's now fully erect rod. "Mmm.. say, these hairy balls could use a good lick too, couldn't they Khajiit?" Scott releases Ki'Darga's scruff and uses his now "free" hand, to lift up the front of the loincloth. He briefly caresses Ki'Darga's ball sack, and stops to search the Khajiit's face for a sign of resistance, of which there is none. "Why does this one stop? Khajiit was
enjoying it very much", Ki'Darga purrs longingly. "Have you ever seen what a Nord looks like Ki'Darga?" Scott smiles warmly, and gently reaches down, touches Ki'Darga's hand and moves it to Scott's still armored and covered chest."It is o.k. for Khajiit to undress you?" Ki'Darga asks cautiously, "I insist." Scott responds confidently. The Khajiit's hand is still being held gently by Scott's, against his own chest. He pulls his hand away slightly, glances curiously into Scott's warm smile, and begins to crack a smile himself. Ki'Darga purrs and leans in to meet Scott's mouth, and licks him gently. "Whoa now Khajiit! That's a rough tongue you have there!" Scott laughs, "But I like.." Scott's smile turns to a more serious, but friendly stare. Ki'Darga begins to unhook the armor from the front and back of Scott's Riften guard wear, eventually revealing a lean, built and slightly tanned chest, covered lightly with a trail of hair leading down to the groin area. "You have such good muscular definition, an advantage to having less hair than Khajiit." Ki'Darga tries his hardest to compliment this obviously interested Nord."Heh, thanks! I try to keep myself in decent shape, haven't had a good Bandit raid in a while though, so my swordarm might be gettin' a bit flabby." Scott grins, almost blushing. Ki'Darga stands in awe for a moment, taking all of this in. This being his first encounter with a male Nord. He eyes the entire upper body of this well built Nord, He looks much different than Ki'Darga could have imagined. "Your arms seem very strong to Khajiit." Ki'Darga insists, gently squeezing the forearm, and then bicep of both of Scott's arms. "Mmm.. your fur is so warm, I think I could get used to having a Khajiit around here, keep me from freezing on those cold Skyrim nights." Scott smiles with his eyes closed, enjoying the touch of this new friend. Ki'Darga's ears perk up and flinch as he moves back again, letting go of Scott's arms.Scott opens his eyes and coos at Ki'Darga with a concerned look, "Everything ok?" Ki'Darga glances downward, and sighs, "Khajiit are commonly known for not consigning or pledging themselves to one single partner.." Ki'Darga glances back up to meet Scott's sympathetic eyes, "But I feel this one's strong heart, you could care for me? Possibly I would stay for just the right Nord." Scott smiles and embraces Ki'Darga, "Ki'Darga I don't want to force you to do anything else, if you don't want. I am giving you complete control from here on." Just then a loud clang in the barracks, and the two look at each other.. and look down at the rest of Scott's armor, which had finished falling off on it's own. The two quickly glance around the room, and then back at each other, laughing."It appears Khajiit did not have to work so hard to find his way into Scott's trousers.", Ki'Darga smiles, licks Scott's nose, and gently moves his hand down the trail of hair. Scott's loincloth is very
obviously tented out from his very apparent hard on. Ki'Darga squats down directly in front of Scott, tilts his head slightly and brings his hand down from Scott's stomach, around to his buttocks, and finally down to the backside of Scott's thigh. He then takes his other hand and lightly brushes down the front of Scott's loincloth, following the shape of the protruding focus, barely touching it. Ki'Darga glances up at the Nord, whose breathing is now heavier and faster, and looks back down at the tented cloth. One hand still gently massaging the back of the Nord's thigh, his other hand reaching with great curiosity and anticipation. He lifts the loin cloth revealing Scott's surprisingly large member. "Oh, you have... a very nice size, Khajiit is most impressed with it." Ki'Darga contently purrs, continuing to admire Scott's endowment, his tail swaying back and forth calmly.(To be continued...)