Adventures Of Dorrin 02
"Adventures Of Dorrin" Part 2
Sqorrel
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"I can hear them from here. Why are they all doing that at once?"
"Fusozay Var Var."
"What does that mean?" Dorrin inquired, his head still turned to look over his shoulder where underbrush lines the bank of the river, near which camp was set for the night.
"It's a long-told Khajiit saying, roughly meaning 'Enjoy life'." Jorel chuckled.
The caravan stopped late that night after spending all day and evening traveling through forest and tundra. There was little on the winding empty road and that means no profit for the traders, but thier little extra push that night gauranteed the group would make the city by next mid-day.
"But not it's quite as simple as it sounds in man-speak." The feline continued his reply. "Khajiit have no word for 'rules' in the Ta'agra language, most do as they please - if it pleases them."
"Aren't there laws in Elsweyr?" The boy cocked his head as he listened to the caravan's guard.
Jorel gave a nod. "Oh yes, laws like anywhere else, but 'laws' are one thing, 'rules' are another. To Khajiit, rules - or taboos - are extra walls that keep us from enjoying more in life. We are here for so short a time; Rules would begrudge us our lewd jokes, our bawdy drunken nights, our moonsugar... Our wise loins' desires for frisky lads and wanton lasses in whatever combination they command us." He laughs, the man's voice deep and entrancing when he spoke Dorrin found.
"Those words are a reason more than anything. Why do we sometimes mate with each other all at once when Nords or Imperials think it's against some unwritten rule? To enjoy life and each other..." Just then a sharp snarl and quick splashing from the river pauses their conversation. "...And why did Dro'Hani take a boy into the woods early this morning?" The cat let a grin spread over his lips.
Dorrin blushed furiously when THAT was brought up, his still very human sense of modesty tormented him since he returned with his adoptive mother after his 'bath' by the falls. The others all grinned from ear to pointed ear without her even saying a word, as if he had it written on his face.
"Fusozay Var Var, Dorrin." Jorel hugged an arm around the lad's shoulders, jostling him and giving another deep chuckle. "These things all keep Khajiit close."
That helped his face's color drop a few shades of red from beet to radish, but his new life was still a lot to take in. At least they understood. He also noticed he enjoyed the embrace to the man's side while the pair sat on a log before the fire. He was still waiting for Dro'Hani and the others to return from their nightly bathing while Jorel and one of the other guards, Ja'Sota, who was tending to the horses across the small camp. The water here was much too cold for him.
Jorel's frame was strong and powerful, not the typical looking Khajiit, in neither build nor facial features. His eyes were still as feline as the others' but his nose and nose pad looked human, even his mouth was human save for the dark color of his lips that matched the rest of his dusky flesh under his black streaked fur... The fur that covered his muscled shoulders and chest, left bare, wearing only soft leather breeches after his earlier trip to the river with Ja'Sota.
His mind wandered... Mmm, just what would the rest of him look like without those--
Oh no! Dorrin realized he was giving one of those obvious stares of his, and by the time he snapped his eyes upward from the guard's body, a knowing smirk cropped up with a soft blue feline gaze meeting his. His cheeks reddened again.
"Jorel! You have had the boy long enough." A familiar voice mercifully broke his awkward silence.
"Dro'Hani is clean and dry. Come, she wishes to sleep, and there will be time yet for flirting when sun has risen." The playful woman smiled wryly at the red-faced lad as she returned to camp with the others, all still naked except for sandals, and beckoned with her hand for him to follow.
Jorel gave Dorrin a soft squeeze against him before he could get to his feet and whispered. "Sleep well, Dorrin, we will spend more time together soon." He gave a quiet growling purr and quickly licked the rim of his ear.
The Khajiit kicked off her sandals and seated herself onto the bed with a tired, yet content sigh after the pair retired into her vardo wagon, an elaborately carved wooden home complete with solid roof on a wagon's frame.
Dorrin watched her quietly, the fur covered breasts swaying and bumping one another in a way that made his loins stir in his clothing.
"So... did you really... mate with all of them while you were in the river?" He asked.
"Oh, Ma'Dorrin is jealous is he?" She flashed her toothy smile after picking up on the tone of his voice.
"No!" He said quickly, but his eyes couldn't meet hers without darting away.
This made her cock her head, her face with arched brow plainly telling him she could see right through him.
"Maybe-- But just a little!" He finally relented with a sheepish grin.
The woman tipped her head back and laughed, it was adorable to see him like this and it amused her to no end.
"Young never change." She muttered with a happy sigh.
She pulled him closer by the hand and bent him downwards with the other placed to the back of his noggin to kiss at his lips affectionately "Listen to Dro'Hani; You are _ HER _ Ma'Dorrin now. This makes you special as if you are _ HER _ cub. She will always have time for you, but Khajiit are close, we share bodies to show closeness. Remember? We share our needs, and they are different, but we all have our special loved ones. Does the boy understand?"
His belly fluttered when told of how special he was, and he smiled brighter than he ever had since the loss of his mother. It felt like he was less alone even though he was surrounded by Nords in his old home, and seeing this warmed Dro'Hani's heart very much.
"Yes, I sort of understand. You feel like... mother and.. Something else." He responds and the two embraced warmly. "I can't really say it very well. Jorel told me something like that while you were at the river."
"Ma'Dorrin will learn. All young Khajiit do." She reminded him. "And it is right for you to listen, Jorel is a good man." She strangely used a human term to describe him.
"Now then, we are becoming too serious for time of night." She said abruptly. Her smile was widening, and rested back on her elbows to lift one of her feet and plant it right at the lad's tunic covered chest. "Touch Dro'Hani's foot."
"What?" He blinked and looked downward to take the female's heel in one of his palms, following along as she asked for the moment, and trailed his fingers over the soft sole. "You mean like this?"
"Yes" She purred, eyes lidding "Rub at them, mmm, just like that." A pleased 'rowl' came from her chest. "Another way to show care."
Dorrin's thumbs pushed at the lightly furred khajiit sole while toes splayed whenever he found just the right spot. He didn't argue as it felt nice to touch and explore this way, knowing it made her feel good. Her feet were feminine and carried the same fur pattern that covered the rest of her body. Her flesh was exposed at the top of her sole and at her heel along with the bottoms of her toes. The rest was covered in a very soft layer of fur.
"Mmm, nuzzle them." She coos.
"Nuzzle? Why?" He didn't quite know what to think about such an act.
"Khajiit share their bodies and also their scent. It makes for deeper intimacy, and of course we have curious noses." She brought her foot up out of his grasp before he could think on it too long and playfully grabbed the boy's nose with a curl of her toes, chuckling in the process.
"Mmph!" Dorrin was surprised at the sudden game of 'Got Your Nose', and took hold of her ankle. His surprise also meant he breathed in around her furry digits, getting a sample of their scent.
She had just bathed so the scent wasn't heavy, though it was what one might expect from that appendage, but he found it nice. It wasn't overpowering and it only added to the arousal of seeing her nude in front of him, tickling his mind.
"I think... I like it" He admitted after a moment, his hands returning to their gentle rub and breathed in again, deeper this time.
She chuckle-purred her enjoyment and relaxed her toes to let his human nose dance along her sole from heel to toes again, but this time capturing one of them in his lips to explore further. The feeling drew another deep rumble within her chest.
She teased him through his clothing by wiggling her toes between his legs, making him squirm cutely as he tended to her feet, soothing away the travels of the day. Her eyes closed when he took two of her toes into his mouth together, the warmth and sensation of his tongue wiggling between them was a pleasure different than the typical use of one's muzzle, but still one that makes her mound damp.
"Ah, mm, that's enough for now, Ma'Dorrin. Dro'Hani needs your eager lips elsewhere." The feline withdrew her damp toes, the boy almost looking in a daze from his focus on what he was doing but her mature body was still hungry, even after her romp with the others, and pulled the young lad in closer.
His eyes widened at how quickly she opened her legs and tugged his shoulders down to nearly mash her sex against his lips. Her wetness smeared him across the mouth chin and nose, flooding his senses with her female titillation. "Mnh."
"Lick. Taste. Rrr... Devour Her!" She actually growled at him.
His cheeks were flushed and his mind foggy, so her demands were happily met. Her outer folds were covered well enough by the tuft of fur between her legs, but in her state, they became swollen and easily latched upon while he explores her. The taste was spicy-sweet, probably made so from all the moonsugar they consume and use in their food, but it only drove him for more.
His tongue stabbed into her, curling to draw out the sweetness he was after, feasting on her sex as if it were a freshly split peach, and her head tossed back in a yowl!
He elicited a squeal when he tried to tug on her exposed flesh in his slick lips before dragging his tongue upwards along her slit to find her engorged nub. He circled it a few times, making the feline moan deeply, then drew it into his mouth to discover he was able to hold onto this one much easier and pushed the flat of his tongue over it.
That made Dro'Hani's thighs clap around his head and hiss! At first he thought he might have done something wrong but she proved him wrong by quickly humping herself against his face. "Rrr!" She gripped his head, making sure he kept his attention right on her clit until his inexperienced exuberance made the dark flesh raw and much too tender.
Words were growled out in her native language above Dorrin's head and found himself shoved lower, making the hooded nub fall from his lips with a loud, satisfying 'slurp'. She was a very wet female, leaking her nectar more than a normal woman.
Her legs' grasp on him eased and hiked higher up to better expose the puckered hole between her rump cheeks and drew him in again. "Kiss, and kiss deep." She instructed between heaving breaths, saving such an act for last. She knew the human races as a whole found it very taboo, but she was going to break him of all of those silly concepts.
His teased and aroused state broke for a moment when he found himself so close to her ebony skinned ring, her natural scent strong there, but like the other parts of her he discovered, he was drawn in and with an 'encouraging' push to the back of his head, he pressed his lips in against the pucker. She moaned again when he felt around the edge with the rounded tip of his tongue, making it 'wink' back at him.
"Deeperrr." She pushed her hips forward, still at the edge of the bed and with that he pierced the ring. "Good! Now use your finger in Dro'hani's slit, yes, that is... Goood!" She groaned, writhing on her sheets.
Dorrin lost himself again, not thinking, just feeling, and wiggled his human tongue in the much more constrictive depths of her rump, curling it upwards now and then while his finger repeatedly probed in and out of her slick tunnel above.
"Ah!" The khajiit gasped and left her muzzle agape, but went silent as her climax began to work its way up through her. She grabbed a fistful of her charge's auburn hair, who was still sucking and lapping into her rump and yowled when her orgasm hit with full force and surprised the boy with a wet gush of her nectar around his still working digit that splashes over his face.
"Mmmn!" He couldn't pull back completely since Dro'Hani held him firm while every part of her body shuddered, so he took quite a few heavy splurts of her wetness over his nose, cheeks and chin. The rest dripped and rolled down his neck.
She eventually freed him, going limp on the bed with a labored moan to let the waves of her climax slowly recede.
"Mmh... ahh..." A loud and very satisfied purr resonated in the wagon's confines.
Weakly, she worked herself back up to one of her elbows to check on Dorrin and chuckled at what she saw.
Between her spread legs was a teased mess of a boy still on his knees with her juices clinging to his flushed face. The front of his tunic was soaked down the chest and his member was pressed hard against the leg of his pants and a long stain of precum reaching his knee. The lad's mouth was parted while he huffed and puffed in his aroused daze.
"You poor thing!" She stroked some fingers over his hair, looking as if he was going to pop. She slid herself up fully on the bed at the front of the Vardo and rolled over to her side, making her hefty backside plainly visible and pats the space behind her.
"Join Dro'Hani."
It was all the urging he needed. He immediately rose from the wooden floor, nearly tearing his clothing off! His tunic was easily shucked but his pants resisted, forcing him to hop on one foot until he could finally kick the troubling garments and free himself with his long young maleness slapping lewdly up against his belly.
He didn't 'crawl' so much as pounce at her back, making the female rumble in pleasant surprise. Dorrin knew what he had to do this time and his hips rolled to bring the tip of his throbbing erection between her soaked thighs.
"Tonight, we venture somewhere new." She rumbled over her shoulder, grabbing down between her legs at his prodding tip to guide it back under her tail. At this point he didn't care, and perhaps that was the older cat's plan, but with a good surge of his hips, he drives himself into her plump ass.
"Nnn-uuugh!" He uttered a guttural moan when the rounded head of his shaft spread the dark fleshed ring and sunk inside with one good thrust, grunting.
The Khajiit took in a sharp breath when he speared himself in completely all at once, surprised a little herself but not holding him back from what he deserved.
"It's so ti- AYE -ight!"
She grinned to herself over enticing a moan by clamping her muscles down on the throbbing pole buried within them.
Arms hugged around the plush bodied feline to brace himself and Dorrin started bucking his hips wildly, still not fully experienced, but his instinct drove him with hips making muffled spanks against her rump. Dro'Hani 'mmmed' and lifted her leg some and pushed back to allow him deeper still.
The two of them rocked and jerked together on the bed, but this time it was the boy making most of the pleasure-filled noises, though just as the first time, his young body reaches its limit very quickly.
That isn't to say it was any less powerful, he nearly gurgled when his climax slammed into him; He went completely still as the first pulse built, seizing every muscle, then moaning long and hard when it finally released.
"Oooh--OOOHHHH!" The intense surges shot up his spine and down again, from the tips of his fingers to his curled toes. His hips twitched and humped a few times while he spilled his young seed deep inside and his wonderful torment was drawn out by the rhythmic squeezing of one very skilled feline.
When the last surge of orgasm passed, a long blissful sigh followed and the room went quiet again, save for a soothing purr, as the afterglow took hold.
Eventually the Khajiit turned again to face him with that gentle smile, not needing to say a word, and hugged him in close.
Dorrin's mind cleared by now and he returned Dro'Hani's smile before nuzzling into her neck to reflect on all he experienced. His human upbringing should make him ashamed of what he's done and who he's done it with, and honestly he did feel it... a little... deep down.
But he was much too tired to let it worry him for now and Jorel's words stayed with him as he closed his eyes to slumber.
Enjoy life.