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This story can be read by itself and this one actually has M/F and a tiny bit of Bi M/M/F. Reading the stories that come before this will help it make more sense. They are M/M though.

Khajiit Like To...

Satisfaction

“Sessna is plain!" the female Khajiit said with a frump. “No evil trickery! Good Khajiit with injured parts inside. Good business. Sessna takes clients up, gets them there fast."

The little Suthay phase Khajiit barely stood four feet tall when she stretched her digitigrade legs. She touched her belly softly. “Rawlith Khaj is good," she said, speaking of the martial art, “but a speeding arrow may still be unlucky for even the greatest master, and Khajiit is very good, but certainly not the greatest. This one is still alive, and happy to live. Sessna wants to share this happy with others."

“Why not work in any of the cities, as others do?" Jirr asked with mild suspicion as Siran sat his own rear end down and peered at the female. Jirr was a Suthay-raht. Digitigrade legs and humanoid, but as tall as a human, unlike the Suthay. Siran, on the other paw, was a four-legged phase of Khajiit; he was a Senche, and had easily three times' Jirr's weight in his massive frame despite being quite svelte. He was at the lower end of a ridable size of feline.

A few other Kahjiit who were local to the oasis now to help support the now permanent travelers' post here relaxed nearby and listened and watched curiously.

“Those in the cities have herbs that are not here. No cubs with the herbs. But so many workers," she said, her tail flicking lightly. “This one has no need of herbs and heard that there was a worker here. Sessna worked so hard to get here where her herbless, cubless little pretty tail can be of better use. Please do not chase Khajiit away." She bowed her head and spoke softly. “You said this one can meet the worker here, because you feel Khajiit is pushing in. Sessna would much like to meet her and convince her that there is enough work for two and it will all be good. She must be amazing to be out here."

Siran made an amused noise and flopped on his side, causing the little female to glance at him sharply.

“What is funny about that, fingerlessss?" she demanded, hissing lightly at the end of the insulting epithet.

The big cat was on his feet with ruffled fur and every quadrupedal Khajiit in the area was paying close attention in short order. Siran snarled and laid his ears back.

“He had reason to find it silly, which is fine," Jarvis said quietly as he stopped listening from outside and stepped in. The man walked over to the massive feline and distracted him from his growl by rubbing behind his ears. “No need to get hostile, Siran. Why so angry?" he asked the Senche.

“Calling a four-paw fingerless is an insult," Jirr said with a growl.

“Not too insulting," Sessna said grumpily. “They are good at brute force fighting, and pulling and pushing things, but places like this outpost would never be built without fingers. They're just not as useful without them."

All eyes went to Jarvis as he tried to decide whether this little Khajiit was really male or something, because that was some serious ballsyness. He finally blinked a few times, clearing his thoughts and calming down. “This outpost came together by the strength of the Senche and Pahmer and the minds of the Alfiq and nimbleness of the Dagi included prominently alongside the fingers of Tojay and Cathay and Suthay. Though…" He pondered. “Haven't seen very many Ohmes at all, but on this caravan route, that's to be expected."

“Hmph. An Imperial who likes to show off Ta'agra words," Sessna said dismissively. “No need to poke your nose in on Khajiit business. This one is waiting for the worker who has taken up business at this outpost. Not something for your misplaced human sensitivities to worry about. So do please leave."

The silence was palpable as mouths hung open for a moment and Jarvis kept his eyes squeezed shut and his head down. Was he going to go into a rage and scream at her audacity, the others wondered? He was starting to shake a little. This looked bad.

Jarvis finally lifted his face and he was grinning tolerantly. Not mad, just amused. “Well - Sessna, right? - why chase away the person you wanted to see? That's not a good way to start things off."

The little female squinted at him, trying to make sense of this claim, then shook her head. “No, Sessna is waiting for the body worker. What you would call a whore," she said with distaste for the human word due to the negative ideas humans associated with it.

The man bowed his head politely. “I'm Jarvis. I'm the body worker. A pleasure to meet you despite the missteps that I'm certain were simple misunderstandings."

Sessna stared in disbelief. “You? But…" She looked at the other Khajiit, wondering if the human was toying with her.

“That's why Siran was laughing when you said 'she'. Though there are a few times that others have made assumptions like that. Just never seen anybody react so strongly to the chuckles," Jarvis said. “In any case, welcome to our oasis. I've been told that you are a body worker as well and want to help…"

He was being very kind, but her eyes were widening and her mouth working silently as he spoke. Then she let out a bark of a laugh and interrupted. “YOU?! Oh moons, this must be a joke!"

Jarvis raised an eyebrow and put a hand on Siran's scruff, holding it tightly because the Senche looked fit to pounce on Her Offensiveness in a “cat is 4 fite" manner.

Sessna shook her head and grinned viciously. “No actual body worker all this time. This will be a gold mine for little Sessna. Ha! Don't worry, silly boy, you'll soon learn to not take advantage of Khajiit." She ducked out of the tent with a trill of excitement.

“I know what you're thinking, Siran. She'd beat you up," Jarvis murmured to the Senche.

The cat huffed in surprise and looked back at him.

Jarvis shook his head. “She moves like a fighter and she said she knows Rawlith Khaj. I'd believe that."

“What shall we do then?" Jirr asked worriedly.

“Nothing at all," Jarvis answered with a smile. “Our investors have been paid back thrice full. We have no debts. If she wins over all my clients, I can still retire here in our wonderful home and even pay all of you for the rest of our lives."

Terek, the little four-footed Alfiq, mrrowled and chirred.

“You could still spend time with me if you wanted to," Jarvis assured him. “She came here at great effort and like all, she is welcome here," he said with a warning glance at Siran. “We're not bandits or cruel merchants who chase away competition. This is a happy place. A peaceful place. There is more than enough work to go around. You all know I had to cut back on my working hours so I could get some sleep and relaxation in. If my business fades with a proper Khajiit female body worker here, then it'll just be that much more luxurious relaxation. For now, let's just see what happens and hope all goes well for everybody. It can only make this place happier."

* * *

A week later, Jarvis was massaging a lynx-sized cat's shoulders. “I hadn't heard that," he said softly.

The cat huffed and hid his face under his paws.

“Aww, don't fret. Even if Sessna won't take small fourpaws as clients, I'm still here for you." He gently lifted the big paws off the Khajiit's face and nuzzled the bridge of his nose. “Who knows, maybe she'll come around too. You're wonderful."

The Alfiq-raht rolled onto his back suddenly and reached up to grab the man. Jarvis let himself be claimed for happy nuzzles and soft licks and listened to the purrs and small vocalizations.

Jarvis smiled warmly. “I'm glad you're here too," he answered, caressing the cat's belly and then lower. It got quite-nicely frisky from there.

* * *

“See, Jirr? Nothing to worry about," Jarvis said as he brushed his dear friend. “No change in my client numbers at all and it's been four months now. There must be plenty of travelers to go around. There's a place for everybody here. I haven't seen her out and about as much recently, so she must be very busy."

“Jirr is much less worried, yes," Jirr said with a purr. “This one will make dinner for us. Many tasty things on the last supplies."

Jarvis stood and stretched. “Sounds great! Can't believe the slow season is starting. Only one caravan arriving tonight if they are on time and no others here right now. I'm going to take a walk and relax while the breeze is cool."

“Do not be long! Khajiit is fast at making tasty dinner."

Jarvis hugged him and put on robes, then headed out into the waning light of dusk.

The oasis was beautiful. When Jarvis first arrived many moons ago, it was an unofficial stop on a caravan route that only the bravest traveled. The legs of the journey on either side were long and arduous. The next closest water to the southeast was not always wet, so caravans had to depart with extra water and often arrived bone-dry. Without a proper understanding of the moons, it was easy to lose one's way crossing the deserts. To the north, where the grasslands held sway, bad navigation meant passing close to wandering tribes where a welcome could just as often come in the form of swords and arrows.

With the help of the many caravans passing through and a lot of careful planning, the oasis had even been expanded. The spill - where the fresh, cool water tumbled over three feet of rock to vanish underground into the sand - was built up carefully and the flow routed through the fertile, but dry, land nearby. The water reached the same place after its extra trip, but now it was bestowing many acres of new greenery that would mature swiftly in this desert clime.

Clear paths had been built and Jarvis had his own very comfortable home as well as his business quarters. This all included a pleasant travel post and open-air market with stalls that merchants could occupy. Jarvis and his small crew also started stocking sundries and supplies as well, since they remained here and lived here, and this made the rest stop much more pleasant. And of course the fact that Jarvis was very much pleased to lay with the lonely males meant that the route had become safer and more popular, though still lacking in females due to its distance away from civilization.

Jarvis walked along the water's edge, his feet just barely in the cool water as he moved silently. Living with Khajiit all this time had rubbed off on him more than just him rubbing them off and his movements were properly stealthy as a normal nature now. Then he paused when he heard an odd sound ahead. It took him a while to place its nature and when he did, he moved more swiftly to see.

The sound was sniffling and small, choked sobs, and as he rounded a small curve in the shore, he spotted its spotted origin. Sessna sat with her legs hugged up to her chest and her back against a tree, looking miserable both in spirit as well as gaunt in body.

Jarvis walked slowly closer watching her silently and unnoticed. He heard her whimper and her belly let out a needful growl, which elicited more stifled sobs from her. Without a word, Jarvis retreated and made his way swiftly up the beach and back to his home, his trip taking very little time.

“Jirr, I'm taking a sweet roll out and if all goes well, we will have a guest for supper," he said, “Please make another helping." He put a sweet roll on a small plate and also pocketed some sweet fish jerky and a small cup.

“Ooo! A guest! So exciting and mysterious. Jirr will make the food extra-tasty," the Khajiit called from the kitchen.

Jarvis returned to find that the little Khajiit had not moved. She was sniffling more and crying less now. He made extra-good use of his silence and moved to sit to the side in front of her, making sure she wouldn't feel trapped by his presence with her back to the tree. He pulled his knees up to his chest and used one of the tiny bits of magic he knew to warm the sweet roll before setting it down on the ground in front of her. Its icing melted and it began to steam softly in the cool air. Then he sat silently and as unimposingly as he could.

The little female's next sniffle was cut short as the scent of the food just in front of her assailed her nostrils. But she didn't know its source, as her eyes were closed. She hunched further and her stomach growled. “Tasty things Sessna can smell on the breeze, and none for poor Sessna," she murmured miserably.

“It's yours," Jarvis murmured.

Sessna froze at first, then looked up sharply and took in the situation, her eyes glowing, cat-like and wide in the waning light.

“I heard your belly," Jarvis said softly. “So I brought you a sweet roll and some sweet fish jerky." He pulled the jerky out of his pocket and held it out to her.

She stared and her belly growled again, but she was hyper-cautious. “You… you're… trying to poison this one, right?" she finally justified in her mind. She didn't sound like she believed it herself though.

“Not at all," Jarvis said, reaching down to pluck a pinch of sweet roll and popped it into his mouth. “We made these this morning," he said before he swallowed, then plucked a pinch from right beside it and held it up to offer to her.

She snagged it from his hand and thrust it into her mouth with a desperation that attested to her starvation. It was in her belly in a swallow and she promptly attacked the sweet roll with both hands, stuffing her mouth as fast as she could.

Jarvis extracted the little cup from his pocket and leaned over to rinse it in the nearby water then fill it with the cool liquid. His intuition was good. He offered it to her just as she choked a little from trying to eat too quickly.

It took her a moment to understand his offer, but she took the water thankfully and gulped it down. Then she dropped the cup and went back to making the sweet roll vanish swiftly. The second time she choked, she didn't even question that he'd already rinsed and refilled the discarded cup for her. She just took it gratefully and gulped more water.

“Haven't seen you at all since you arrived. I assumed you were doing well, so this shocked me," Jarvis said quietly as she was literally licking the plate. “I'll leave you with just the fish jerky if you prefer to stay out here, but I'd love it if you'd come have dinner with us. I asked Jirr to make more for a guest when I went to get the sweet roll for you."

She slowed when she realized the plate had no more to give and tensed, looking at him warily. “Sessna is against you though. And you are a human. Why would an Imperial be nice to Khajiit? Why should Sessna trust you?"

Jarvis shrugged. “If I wanted you dead, I could have slit your throat while you cried. You were dismissive of me when you first came here, and I just thought it was because you were new from the cities and didn't know the way of the caravans. Then I didn't see you and I just figured you were really busy."

He looked at her piercingly. “This is a happy place. This is a cool breeze in the scorching desert. You are here and should be happy too, but your belly and your body say you are miserable. If I'd known sooner, I would have said something sooner."

He hung his head and squeezed his eyes shut. “I decided to just leave you alone so I wouldn't be in your way when you were… well… when you were rude before. Then I got too busy and it was easy to ignore you. I never noticed that you were having problems when I was focused on my own day to day world. I'm so sorry, Sessna."

The little female's ears went into little twitches of disbelief as her eyes tracked a teardrop from his face to where it splashed on his foot. “You apologize to this one?" she asked, stunned.

The man lifted his gaze and had a sad smile as he wiped a tear from his nose with a fingertip. “I'm not in charge of the oasis or anything, but most people act like I am. I feel responsible for everybody who's here, even just for a little while. To see you hurting at all while you are here is my failure. I didn't pay attention like I should've."

Her head tilted and her eyes changed ever so subtly. She was intently focused on him for the first time ever. This was an insane concept to her, but after her self-assurance months ago got her into the rut she was in now, she was quickly learning that things didn't always go as she expected and there was more to the world than she knew. She dropped her gaze and spoke softly. “Sessna humbly accepts your invitation… Jarvis, yes?"

He stood and offered her his hand and a warm smile. “Yes, Jarvis. Come on, we don't want it to get cold."

She took his hand and stood. He could see that she was wobbly and not in good shape. When she'd arrived, her clothing was nice. Now it was threadbare and she shivered in the growing chill of the desert night.

“Here," he said, pulling her gently against his side and tugging her arm around his waist, then tucking his wrist beneath her arm and helping support her.

“Sessna is not weak!" she protested weakly.

“Sessna is very strong," he assured her. “Everybody can see Sessna is a beautiful Khajiit who is cozy with Jarvis after all these months. They know she is a friendly Khajiit and they get over impressions that may have been poor from her start. Cozy Khajiit do not wobble or shake with cold and are very strong." He closely watched how her ears moved as he told her this. “Sessna is good at business. She just has had difficult times, right?"

She opened her mouth to protect again, but her ears flicked and she thought better of it finally, becoming introspective again. “How do you know Sessna will not use a hidden dagger and leave you for dead?" she asked very quietly, her ears laying to the side worriedly.

“She could," Jarvis said with a dismissive shrug. “And I could point out that there are three Dagi who live here and watch over all from above, so you'd not make it more than a dozen yards with your life should you do such a thing." He reached over and stroked the edge of each ear to entice them back up and continued to watch them. “But I'd rather point out that I see a good Khajiit who does not stab backs. You're an excellent fighter. You've had any chance you want to do many things these past months and though I did not know that you were having problems, I do know that you have never been a problem."

“How does Sessna know you will not kill her then?" she asked, though she was obviously convinced about he wouldn't already.

“Because you know you know," he said warmly and left it at that, standing still and letting her think on it. He watched as her ears twisted and her eyes unfocused for a moment, then when they started to turn in that way that told him she concluded the same, he gave her a small, affectionate squeeze. “Come on, don't want either you or supper to get cold."

She relaxed finally and did lean against him for warmth and support as he walked along back with her to his home.

“Was the sweet roll okay?" he asked as they walked the short distance from the water to the building. “I wanted it to be warm for your belly to feel better but not too hot since I thought you might want to eat it quickly. I might not have warmed it enough though."

She blinked at him as if she'd not heard him. “What? Sweet…? Yes? It was fine…" Her ears twisted as she became introspective and she watched him as they walked up the stairs and into the building.

“Jirr, we're back!" Jarvis announced as he led her to the large table and pulled out a chair for her right by the head of the table. He watched with confusion as she disengaged from him and sidled to another chair far down the table, starting to pull it out for herself. “That seat is fine too," he said with a smile, pushing his chair back in and walking over to help her graciously.

Sessna watched him warily as he pulled the chair out for her, and looked at the chair as if perhaps it would bite her. When he pulled the chair out beside it and sat, her ears went askance. “Where does this one sit?"

“Right here, apparently," he said, patting the chair she stood by. “I tried to offer you the chair over there," he said, jerking his head at the first chair, “but you came over here instead. That's fine. And if you're more comfortable standing for the moment, that's okay too, but you should sit before you fall over."

She looked at the chair and her ears wiggled as she made a realization. “You pulled the chair out for Sessna?" she asked in wonder.

He nodded. “Of course for you."

“And want to sit beside Sessna?"

“Well, yes, of course."

She looked down, then very quietly said, “Oh," before slipping into the chair.

“Who is the guest, Jarvis?" Jirr asked as he peeked out of the kitchen. His eyes widened and his ears went to the side. “Moons, what happened? She's barely got anything on her bones! Did she get attacked by something? Is she ill? Jirr can find a healer if she's sick."

“I'm not sick," Sessna said quietly. “I haven't eaten much recently."

“Stories later, food first," Jarvis said, getting up and sneaking past Jirr into the kitchen.

Sessna looked around fearfully, then looked at Jirr. “If this is some kind of trick, please don't toy with Sessna. Just kill this one quickly. You are Khajiit. You at least can honor that."

The look of astonishment and disbelief on Jirr's face made her pause, taken aback. He eyed her worriedly. “Dinner is dinner, not death, yes?" Then he got a look of understanding. “Oh… oh moons… No, no. You're safe here." He walked over and squatted, touching her hand. “If anyone has hurt you here or made you afraid, you let Jarvis know and it will be taken care of. This is a good place and bad is not welcome."

Sessna shook her head. “No, nobody hurt Sessna. This one is very confused now."

“Why?" Jirr asked.

“Humans do not like Khajiit. Why would an Imperial do something nice for Sessna when he is obviously so rich?"

“Do not…?" Jirr sputtered. “Ooooooh…. Jirr remembers. You thought Jarvis was not really a body worker, yes?"

She nodded. “This one thought maybe he was a merchant, or sold moon sugar, or just lived here and laughed at us," she admitted, looking down. “But now Sessna thinks maybe she was wrong about many things."

“It would have to be a really cruel man to be mean to Khajiit here at this oasis," Jarvis said, bringing out the platter with the herb baked fish and three plates. “The Senche would probably make short work of such a person. I really am a body worker, Sessna, and I absolutely adore and respect Khajiit."

He smiled and set the plates out as Jirr smiled and stood and Sessna looked surprised. “I've also got good ears. Not as good as yours, maybe, but I listen well. This is not a trick. This is all real."

Pieces of fish went onto the plates but he put a hand on Sessna's. “Your belly was very upset. Please try to hold back and eat more slowly. I don't want your poor tummy to rebel. We've had some caravans come in in similar shape when they lost their way or traveled too slowly." He smiled at her warmly. “Once your belly is used to food again, you'll be happier."

She looked worried that the food may vanish, but Jarvis and Jirr eating slowly and Jarvis's watching her closely helped her pace herself. The human also made sure she had a helping bigger than they, and also got some fruit juice for everybody.

The meal was mostly silent aside from brief small talk where Jarvis complemented Jirr on the fish and Jirr described the aromatic herbs he'd used. When they were done, Jarvis took the plates back to the kitchen to wash while Sessna fidgeted.

When she heard scrubbing going on, she glanced furtively at Jirr. “What now?"

Jirr considered for a moment. “Jarvis worries for you, Jirr can see this. But he is not pushy. Jirr thinks that you should tell Jarvis what happened. Be honest, even if it seems silly. He has a way of knowing when Khajiit lie to him. Hopefully wonderful Jarvis can help."

“He can't hear you over the noise in there, no need to butter him up," she said, though she sounded unsure about that accusation.

“Jirr does not butter Jarvis. Jirr has known Jarvis for a long time and helped him come here and learn to do body work and has seen how much everybody likes him. This oasis has become much better since he arrived. Ask any caravaneer."

“You do body work too?" Sessna asked, not willing to believe that for a moment.

“No, Jirr does not. Jirr only taught Jarvis how to let a male Khajiit hump him. Everything else that makes Jarvis so wonderful is entirely from him."

“What makes him so wonderful exactly?"

“He respects Khajiit. And we respect him. Maybe some other things too, but that is the most of it." He perked an ear. “Jirr is going to go help clean. Jirr thinks you should be here when Jarvis returns. Jirr will send him out."

Sessna peered at him. “He cleans and you clean both?" She had trouble with the idea that there would be mutual respect and equality between Khajiit and an Imperial human.

“Of course. How else would we have clean things?" Jirr nodded and headed to the kitchen, making good on his promise to send Jarvis out.

The man came out as he dried his hands on a towel. “You have a full belly now. It's a start. One meal won't get you back into full health but in a few weeks you will be in much better shape and in less than a month you'll be as good as new. Which brings up the important things…"

He sat and turned his chair to lean forward and peer at her. “Why were you out there starving? This isn't short term either. In fact…"

She folded her ears down and considered his words as he went to the front door and put his fingers in his mouth, giving three sharp whistles that he cut off with a pop of his cheeks, then he returned to sit again. She sighed. “Sessna has no money to buy food from travelers anymore," she said softly. “Little bits here and there for weeks is all."

“I saw you around a lot at first, and then I didn't see you as much. I thought you were doing well and being happy," Jarvis said with a sigh. He glanced up as two lithe, long-tailed, tree-loving Dagi phase Khajiit padded in through the door. They took pause when they spotted Sessna and their ears went back as they weren't sure what to make of this. Their pause made the third run face-first into their rears before he squeezed between them with a questioning meowrl, and also stopped with a paw lifted as he saw the scene.

Jarvis looked at them and shook his head sadly. “Look at her! She's skin and bones. When's the last time she ate?" he asked the Dagi.

One of the cats thought about it really hard, then worked it out in his head and chirrupped and yrrled a few times, making motions with ears and tail.

“I didn't mean right now," Jarvis said disapprovingly as Sessna watched in wonder. He was not yelling at them or being angry. He came across as disappointed and betrayed, and they looked genuinely concerned. “How much food has she had in the past month before tonight?"

The cat on the right rrrrred and scratched at the floor several times.

“A week's worth of food the whole month?!" Jarvis asked, astounded.

Sessna's eyes widened. “How… how did you…?"

“They are the watchers for the oasis. They look down from the trees and make sure everything is well."

“Sessna means, how do you understand them?"

“Oh… It's not verbal language like we have, but they can make themselves understood well enough. They are smart Khajiit after all. All Khajiit are clever." He turned his attention back to the three. “Why didn't you let me know? She could easily have died. That would be horrible!"

All three looked ashamed and the one on the right made soft little sounds and fidgeted a lot.

Jarvis shook his head. “Why would I be angry at her? I told you from the start, she's welcome here. And I pointed out that even if she took away all my customers, we could all retire here and still live comfortably."

The Dagi vocalized even more quietly and Jarvis was physically taken aback. He hopped off the chair and strode over to them swiftly and Sessna perked her ears, expecting to see them be struck or even beaten.

“When have I ever lied to you?" Jarvis asked sadly, squatting down and gathering all three of them into a big hug. This left Sessna with her mouth slowly dropping open. “She's absolutely welcome here and I'm hurt that you thought I secretly resented her. I know you thought you were doing me a favor by just ignoring her problems, but please, think of everybody. I would be heartbroken if anything happened to anybody at all."

The three swarmed around the man and rubbed their cheeks against him and made sad little calls, asking his forgiveness as Sessna watched in awe.

“You thought you were doing the right thing. The desert tricked your minds. I know that you'll do better now that you know the truth. I bet she would appreciate some dates, though. You three are soo good at getting them and I think I saw some just fruiting on the east side. Go grab us some please? Then take light duty until the next scheduled caravan arrives before dawn. There's not much to watch out there right now."

They trilled happily and pranced out as Jarvis returned to his seat and hung his head.

She finally closed her mouth and looked around, first at the kitchen, then at the front door, then at Jarvis. She blinked her wide eyes several times before shaking her head. “This one is very confused. Who is in charge? Is Jirr in charge? Or you? Or who?"

Jarvis looked up at her. “Well, I guess I'm kind of in charge. I don't like that rubbed in. It's a lot of work and responsibility, so I make sure everybody does the things they are great at. We all really work together."

“But if you're in charge, why did you go to wash dishes instead of having Jirr do it? Why did you not beat them or punish them for failing you?"

He was taken aback once again. He opened his mouth to respond, his face tense and upset at such an idea, then his mind flashed back to the incident when he first arrived at the oasis. His shoulders slumped and he relaxed finally. “Sessna… this place isn't like a lot of other places. The world is hard, I know. People look down on others and treat each other poorly. But just the routes to get here are much harder than that. We've lost friends to the stinging sands and heat of the sun. So this place is a sanctuary. There is no room for bad here with all the bad out there."

His eyes looked her over and he considered. “You're not bad, otherwise you would have been chased away long before now. So I feel that you are likely misguided somehow. You had money to start and you were starting a profitable business. How did you end up starving?"

She hung her head. “Nobody likes little Sessna anymore. This one does not understand it. Sessna is a good body worker, and tight because she is a small Suthay, but recently it's been all she could do to get one or two clients at all. Food became scarce and Sessna even had to beg and offer her work for just food, but even then many just threw scraps at her and chased her away, not taking the work."

Jarvis peered at her in confusion. “That doesn't make sense. When folks are here, I'm booked past capacity and so there should definitely be people who want you. The moons know the males are desperate to unload after weeks or months in the desert. You should have plenty of work."

“Sessna does not know what is wrong. Even in the cities, the problem was too many body workers and the risk of humans and other people who did bad things to Suthay body workers. But Sessna could still live comfortably there."

“I did hear that you wouldn't take Alfiq or Alfiq-raht," Jarvis mused. “One of my clients was saddened by this shortly after you arrived. That cuts your possible customers down a bit."

A mrrfeowrl from the door as one of the Dagi returned holding a bag of dates with his mouth. He set the bag down on the table in front of Jarvis and chirrupped and trilled some.

“She wouldn't take any fourpaws at all?" Jarvis said in surprise. “Well, huh. Yeah, that would reduce her customers even more. But I know there were plenty who she would take that expressed sadness when they didn't bid enough to get time with me. She should have been able to work with them."

He gave the cat an affectionate rub behind the ears and extracted a date from the bag, splitting it in half to pull the pit from it before offering it to Sessna, and then pitting another date before giving it to the Dagi. The cat took it happily and munched as he walked out with a chirp.

“I'll call if I need you," Jarvis assured him. The the man turned his attention to Sessna. “Maybe you were asking too much money?" he speculated questioningly.

“Sessna only asked five gold," she said.

Jarvis drew his head back. “Per hour? Wow… very inexpensive. That doesn't make sense at all."

She looked at him like he was nuts. “Hour? No, for a session. That is a common rate in the cities. That means this one could make twenty and up to thirty gold in an hour if she had back to back sessions and people waiting if she did well."

“Thirty... per…" He did some quick mental math. “That's like ten minutes per session at most."

“Yes. Mostly because of cleaning up between" She peered at him, confused. “Sessna thought you would know this, being a body worker too."

“Well, I wasn't a body worker before I got here and I guess I never bothered to find out how they operated in cities."

She giggled. “Sessna let you find out that you're not charging enough?"

He opened his mouth, then closed it, then made a funny-looking face. “When I get completely booked, I go on a bid basis, so people can offer more for my time if they really want it. But my base rate is 300 per hour with a two hour limit unless it's a very slow period. I've had one prominent pair of merchants get into a bidding war for their caravans and bid it up to over 9000 before too."

Her eyes widened and she looked ready to topple. “Over nine THOUSAND?! And three hundred an hour? That's… That's…" She stared at him like she was gazing on the face of the moons themselves. “How?!"

“And here I thought that was normal," Jarvis said softly. “Supply and demand. I didn't have enough time for everybody that wanted it, so I had to charge more. Though I do have special times set aside for newcomers and for some caravans that don't come through as often. And other things too, like frame times, which are just donations and for fun. Haven't had one since before you arrived because of the season, but the next one is in a few weeks."

She was beside herself, her lip quivering. “Sessna does not understand. Sessna is not expensive, and is a female. Why will nobody hire her? This one even knows how to do the work and learned in the city. She does everything right and well."

Jarvis spread his hands. “I really don't know. You know more about body work than I do."

Jirr walked in from the kitchen. “Perhaps that is the problem," he said. “Jirr only knows a little of the ways of body workers in the city, but Jirr has ideas. Insulting fourpaws does not help here, that is obvious. They are very necessary for the caravans and many of the caravans that come through here are run by the fourpaws, so the helpers and workers would not want to anger their boss by hiring you. But maybe… Jirr thinks there is a difference between Jarvis and city workers. Perhaps you should show Jarvis how a city worker works? Jarvis, can we ask her for a work for Jirr once in exchange for a week of meals?"

Jarvis frowned. “You know I will feed her until she is well again without asking anything. She does not owe us for this."

Jirr looked sad. “Jirr thinks it would be informative to Jarvis though and let Jarvis help her better. She knows body work. Jarvis knows this place. Jirr does not want it to seem like a debt. Instead a proper demonstration to learn new things about a new place. Jirr will even just pay her for it if she likes."

Sessna looked confused again. “This one is not certain what is wrong, but Sessna is very curious now and does want to know. If you think Jarvis can help, Khajiit has no reason not to trust you. This one will give a demonstration of a session, as… as a thank you for the meal."

Jirr nodded. “Come to the den. Jirr knows your tent does not have a bed, so it will be most like it."

The female followed shyly and Jarvis accompanied them curiously, hovering on the side.

“Do exactly what you do for a session, nothing special," Jirr told her. “Jirr just came into your tent and has paid, and this room is the tent, yes? Show your best work as a body worker. What your trainer would clap for."

She fidgeted for a moment. “Yes, Sessna… Sessna can do that."

She took a deep breath and her eyes took a distant, glazed look as she turned all work. Her fingers undid Jirr's pants and she had him bare from the waist down with surprising efficiency, then tugged him to sit on the carpet before pushing him over onto his back.

There was not a lick of emotion in her demeanor as she rubbed his sheath and balls in a way that was obviously calculated precisely to please him. She didn't even have to undress herself at all as she wore a skirt that allowed free access, which she made use of before Jirr was even fully exposed from his sheath. Her leg swung over the larger male and she straddled him, facing his feet and holding him with fingers just enough to direct him into her. Then she ground with her hips and rocked on him swiftly.

Jirr obviously hadn't known what to expect and he tensed some as she engulfed his cock with her body, but he was moaning in short order. It was not very long at all before he squeezed his eyes shut and grrfed as he came.

She didn't even let him finish popping, her hand extracting a rag from a pouch on her skirt. She pulled herself off him and caught the majority of his cum on the cloth while using the other end of it to wipe herself below. It was all very practiced and professional. The cloth was set aside carefully as she helped him stand and actually helped get his pants back on, then bowed to him lightly.

Only after she picked up the cloth did she seem to come back to the real world, her attention focused on anything at all again. She curled her toes and foot claws against the floor and glanced at Jarvis. “Sessna would see him out and then go to the washing pool and wash the cloth, then set it aside in the tent to dry as she did the next job."

She hung her head in shame. “That was not Sessna's best or even very good. Took a long time. Sessna was distracted and worried by being judged. Do not be angry at this one for taking too long."

Jirr looked lost. He'd just cum but he didn't really have a good impression of what happened. He wriggled his whiskers. “Jirr thinks that was very efficient," he assured her. “Jirr had two other body workers before he started helping Jarvis and they were both slower. Jirr thinks you did very well."

Sessna perked her ears at the compliment, then turned to Jarvis and her ears wilted again. “You do not look pleased with Sessna. Sessna knows you are very good at this. This one was just nervous, like she said. She can do better. That must have seemed so slow to you with how good they say you are."

Jirr patted the flabbergasted human. “Jirr did tell you it works differently in cities, yes?" He smiled at Sessna. “Jarvis has not seen the like, but Jirr knows he does not think you were too slow. Jirr thought to teach him the same, but when he arrived, he learned his own way and the caravans very much like it. Jirr thinks Jarvis sees the problem now."

Jarvis swallowed. “Huh," he said softly, then looked at Jirr. “Well, you're right, that's kind of how you were teaching me while we traveled here. Quite a difference I picked up, isn't it?"

“Yes, very much!" Jirr exclaimed.

“What? What is this mystery?" Sessna asked curiously. “Tell Sessna."

“Your tent is cold at night when you sleep, is it not?" Jirr asked her. “Come with Jirr." He took Jarvis's hand and headed toward their bedroom with the nice, big bed the two of them shared.

“Well, yes," she said as she tagged along, not understanding how that was related.

It wasn't related. Jirr was changing the subject. “Cold is bad. You must conserve strength while you are underfed." He pulled the blankets back and smiled. “Get in. Jarvis will hug behind you to keep you warm. Jirr will hug him. Jarvis will be the warmest, but you will be nice and warm too. Warm is very good for Khajiit."

She glanced at the cozy fire in the hearth and looked longingly at the bed, obviously wanting to but fretting. “What if Sessna moves too much in her sleep?"

“It's fine," Jarvis said, pulling his robes off as Jirr started to disrobe as well. “I sleep really well and a little longer than Khajiit do. I usually don't wake up until Jirr says my name as long as there's no commotion. Jirr says he can even cum while having a conversation with somebody else without waking me up. Khajiit can be pretty sneaky, and I do sleep really well."

“Nooooooo…." Sessna said, her eyes wide at the scandalously-naughty claim. “Really?"

“Of course noooot," Jirr said dramatically as he walked up behind Jarvis and nodded an emphatic affirmation contrary to his words. “Jirr could never be that sneaky," he purred with a grin as he made a ring with his thumb and forefinger and poked the finger of his other hand through it several times, then rocked his hips and air-humped lewdly behind the human.

Jarvis stretched as he set his robes aside. “He gives himself too little credit. And too much sometimes," he murmured, then swiftly reached back with both hands and caught Jirr's hips, pulling the next hump against his own ass and making the Khajiit yowlp in surprise. “I know you can do it when I'm asleep even though you can't sneak right now. You say my name sometimes to wake me up while you're doing it and I'm slippery enough to know you've already cum two or three times."

Sessna broke out in a fit of giggles. “Sessna thinks you two are very silly. But…" She was introspective. “It's a good silly. It's a fun silly. Sessna has not had a smile in a long time." She smiled and carefully took her clothing off. “Sessna thanks you. Sessna has been cold at night, yes."

She climbed onto the bed and bounced on it, surprised by how cozy and soft it was, then she peered at the two since Jirr hadn't given up on happily humping despite no longer having the air gap of sneaking. Jarvis wasn't holding Jirr's hips anymore, rather the Khajiit was holding the man's hips. “You two are sleeping here too, right?" she asked worriedly since they were just standing around.

Jarvis chuckled and patted Jirr's hand. “Sorry, Jirr. We promised her we'd keep her warm." He stepped away from the Khajiit, leaving the kitty with a hard on showing off.

Sessna pulled her legs up for her shanks to rest flat in front of her. She'd seen excited Khajiit before, so she wasn't shocked, but she was curious. “Jarvis, you liked him doing that?" she asked, gesturing to the man's half-rigid flesh.

“Well, yeah," Jarvis said, climbing onto the bed. “A lot of my clients really like that fact. I started having to charge extra for making me cum even."

“I've never seen an aroused human," she admitted. “Why extra?"

“It has to take a break after. I can really only do it maybe three times a day. Khajiit don't even have to get soft, but after I pop, it's soft for quite a while. If I just let anybody make me cum, I'd have to wait a lot longer between work times or some people couldn't."

She twisted her ears around in thought. “Why do they want to make you?"

The man chuckled. “Something about me squeezing when they do."

“Too tight a grip with a hand hurts, so that makes sense."

“Oh, not his hand," Jirr said with a grin.

“Wait…" She looked confused. “Then what squeezes?"

“His delightfully tight hole," Jirr said dreamily.

Her ears went up in surprise. “You lift tail for Khajiit?" she asked in surprise. “Well, Sessna means… This one knows you have no tail, but still have a hole under where it would be. Not meaning that no tail is bad," she said with mild confusion.

Jirr sat on the bed beside Jarvis. “How did you think Jarvis would be a body worker?" he teased with a wiggle of his fingers. Then he relented. “Jirr understands. Most Khajiit would not expect a human to even touch a Khajiit with a finger and male Khajiit definitely won't lift tail. But wonderful Jarvis is happy to use hand and mouth, and if he had a tail it would be high and inviting."

She rocked on her rump a little. “Sessna did not expect that. This night is full of surprises." She glanced down at Jarvis again. “Can Sessna touch it?" Her ears went back. “This one means… well… Khajiit hasn't seen one… and…" she shut up while she was ahead. Or at least less-behind.

Jarvis shrugged and smiled. “You may. Just be nice to it, okay? It's as sensitive as Khajiit bits."

She reached out wonderingly and ran the tip of a finger along the top. “It's so soft and velvety, but dry. It's very smooth too. No barbs like a Khajiit has. Eee!" She jumped as her touch made it twitch, then touched it more avidly. “It hangs out all the time, no sheath, and it gets bigger," she said as she managed to get a full erection from him. “And now it's warm and very hard inside, and still soft and smooth on the outside."

Her eyes went up to the humans and found him smiling. “Sorry. Sessna did not mean to excite you. Thank you for letting this one see."

Jarvis patted her hand. “It's fine. It'll relax in a moment, just like Jirr's did." He gestured to the Khajiit but paused when he noticed that Jirr was still quite hard.

“Don't worry about Jirr," the feline said. “Khajiit just found it exciting to watch her play with you. Jirr will relax soon enough, yes?"

Jarvis laid on his side and curled his legs a little, then held an arm up to Sessna. “Come on," he said warmly. “As long as you don't back your hips against me too much and I keep my hips back, you won't get poked."

She considered and scooted over, laying down and backing against him as he slid an arm across her and rested his hand on her tummy. She purred a little, though her ears laid back. “Sessna feels like she is going to make the bed dirty with her fur."

“We'll be washing it tomorrow even if you weren't here," Jarvis assured her as Jirr laid behind him and pulled the floofy blanket up and over all three of them. “And tomorrow I'll make sure you have a nice bath and brushing instead of just food. It'll help you feel a lot better." He gave a little wriggle, getting cozy. “Jirr," he said warningly. “Sleep time, not humping time."

“But you have your hips back so nicely," Jirr said with a pout.

“That's so I don't poke her like you're poking me," Jarvis told him. “Hips back, kitty."

The Khajiit aww'ed softly but the rocking motion that Sessna had felt stopped.

Sessna gave a little squirm of her own. “Sessna is happy to be warm. Thank you," she murmured after a while. She didn't know if they heard her, but soon she was asleep along with them.

* * *

“...not awake, but Sessna might get upset if Jirr does," Jirr was murmuring softly in the light of the early morning as Sessna's eyes blinked open. She was cozy and warm and comfortable, which made her feel like purring, so she did.

“What about Sessna?" she asked quietly before she yawned as she woke up.

“Oh, you're awake," Jirr said. “Don't say our friend's name and he won't wake up. Jirr has morning wood and wants to enjoy our friend while he sleeps. Jirr did not want to do it while you were asleep though in case you woke up upset and woke him."

“Our friend? You mean Jar…" She snapped her teeth shut, recalling that saying his name woke him. “Sorry, our friend between us? You were serious about that? You actually… you actually use his tail hole while he's asleep? He doesn't mind?"

“He told you about it and said he didn't mind," Jirr pointed out. “Jirr could wake him up and do the same, but it is very early and humans sleep more at night with fewer naps during the day, so it would be kind to let him rest. And kind to Jirr's loins to empty them into him while he does."

She'd had very pleasant dreams and was feeling playful, so she giggled. “Does a Khajiit's loins ever empty? Would take many, many times, yes? More than he will still sleep."

“Maybe not completely empty," Jirr admitted. “Though perhaps Jirr should nap well one day and see how close he can get to empty over a night."

“Sessna would be interested to see that, but this one does not believe that he will not wake up." It was fun to talk naughty with a Khajiit who wasn't just hiring her or trying to convince her to lower her price. She wriggled, her ears perked curiously because Jarvis was obviously still asleep by his breathing.

“Jirr will show you how easy it is," Jirr said with a purr, and Sessna could soon feel the human's hips being moved slightly and tugged back from where he'd been relaxing behind her. Her ears listened intently as she felt the blankets shift and Jarvis's hips were pulled a little more, then Jirr let out a little prrp. “Rrrr, right there, and happy… mmmm… little… pushes…" He punctuated each word with a rock of his hips that she could feel through the motion of the bed and blanket as well as Jarvis.

“Nooooooo… Really in?" she said softly, still hearing the even breath of sleep. Her arm slid back over the bare skin and she gave a shiver as that was still an interesting sensation. Even Ohmes had a fine, nearly-invisible, downy fur. She reached back behind him as Jirr made some room for her to check and she was surprised to find that the male spoke the truth.

Sessna gasped in delight at the scandalous happenings and scooted back to feel the situation better. Jirr was not going to stop her nor wait for her and made sure that the gentle grasp of her fingers around his shaft was held back by the fact that it was vanishing into Jarvis until her hand was stuck briefly between the two males. Then the little female scooted enough to discover that Jirr was not the only one who had morning wood now.

“So naughty," she murmured with an excited trill. Her hand slid away from behind Jarvis with a gasp as some parts of her that were quite more sensitive than her fingertips were now finding out more about the soft, velvety skin that covered the hardness of a human cock. The happy dreams enticed her to wake up already-moist down there and this bit of lewd interaction was quite interesting to her.

Jirr was rocking more avidly as she made up her mind and lifted her upper leg a little, tilting her hips to nestly the hot flesh between her folds. It was smooth and thick, not spined and tapered like a male Khajiit, and felt very good when it rubbed against her clit. She bit back a happy moan and kept it to just a purr instead, not wanting to tip Jirr off about what she was doing.

The male Khajiit grit his teeth and squeaked happily as he pushed hard into Jarvis's ass for his first peak, letting out a small moan. “Mmmmrrrf… one… Jirr feels like maybe three this morning if Sessna doesn't mind."

“You just came in him?" she asked in wonder.

“Yes, very nicely. If you kept your hand back here, you could have felt it," he said, starting thrusting again for his second go. He felt her little hand slip past his belly as she took him up on the offer to feel. “Oooh, Jirr did not know Sessna was naughty enough to like that idea."

“Sessna is not working, Sessna is being Sessna" she said with a husky rowlr as the renewed humping from behind Jarvis got the human's cock rocking against her again and rubbing her ever so nicely. She reached to feel his shaft as it slid into the man's bare rump and further to play with his balls curiously. If a male was trying to hide his peak to get more time in her, she could always tell by their balls pulling up when they came.

She was amazed as Jarvis didn't react and continued to breathe evenly, though with occasional little sniffs as Jirr made Khajiit cock vanish into his ass over and over. Then the fuzzy balls below that cock tensed and tugged and she curled her fingers around the base of the cock to feel it pulse in her grasp as a second serving of Khajiit cum was given to the sleeping human between them.

“Rrrrrrrrrr," Jirr purred deeply and panted a little. “Just one more and Jirr will be very happy," he said as he started humping slowly to build up again.

The little female had a daring thought and the temptation and curiosity overwhelmed her in an instant. She tore her attention away from the feel of the Khajiit cock sliding between her fingers into a human ass and slid the fingers of her other hand between her own legs as she arched her back and repositioned her hips. Though she'd been nestling it between her folds before and letting the top rub her clit, now her fingers carefully guided it and she bit her lip in delighted concentration as she slid the thick flesh into her own depths, trying not to moan.

Her hand instinctively went to the human's much-less-fuzzy balls as Jirr's rocking and her hips moving combined to press him little by little into her tight, velvety heat. It felt so different, without the spines, and was thick from the tip all the way down. Khajiit cocks did not get as thick unless there was too much length to avoid hitting bottom and stopping in her small frame, so this was a nice fullness for her.

The feel of Jirr's cock sliding past her fingers into Jarvis and the throbbing heat of the human's flesh inside her was forcing her to focus on keeping silent. She felt the human's balls start to tighten and a small part of her brain said “Okay, this is where you pull off now", but instead she slid her fingers up to wrap around his base and her toes curled as she arched her hips back as hard as she could, her body swallowing the whole of his shaft.

She revelled in the bucking throbs of the human's cock, definitely stronger in their pulses than Khajiit were. Jirr let out a surprised sound and thrust balls-deep into Jarvis's ass, the squeezing from the man instantly milking the kitty again. It was so tingly and good to feel this and the thought of what was going on just drove the sensation more. She was so close to her own peak - something she'd not felt in years - that she arched her head back and concentrated on getting that feeling.

“The squeeze," Jirr said with a happy huff, surprised. “Did you do something in front of him?"

“MMMMMmmm hmmmmmm!!!" she whined. She bit her lip and ground against him, trying to tip herself over the edge. “Aaa...aaah! J-Jarvis, just a little more!" she whimpered.

The human's snrk and deep breath in as he woke to her saying his name got her attention and sent a flash of dread through her that obliterated any chance she had of cumming. He moaned and shifted and started to make a questioning noise.

Sessna squeaked in dismay and scrambled off him and away from his front in a panic. The sudden scramble pulled Jarvis suddenly awake and he started to scramble up, but Jirr managed to grab him before cat cock could be pulled in very unpleasant ways and clung to him.

“Jarvis, it's okay, she just had a startle," Jirr said soothingly.

The human blinked and relaxed. “Not the best way to wake when you're in me like that. You seem okay, Jirr." He turned a worried look to Sessna and noted that she looked horrified. “Are you okay, Sessna?"

She could feel her ears burning with her embarrassment and her eyes were wide with fear. “Sessna is so sorry. This one got caught up in the moment. Khajiit did not mean to be bad!"

Jarvis rubbed his eyes. “Bad? What? Sessna, you're fine. Being startled is okay."

“S-Sessna wasn't just startled," she said, starting to cry. “Jarvis, Jirr, Sessna is sorry." She hung her head. “Jirr was humping you, and you got excited in your sleep. And this one pushed her hips back against you and pushed you into her." She sniffled. “Sessna did not intend to be bad. Sessna wants to be a good Khajiit."

The human looked at her. “That's fine. I trust you. Why did you get so startled? Are you okay? I didn't hurt you by accident, did I?"

Sessna wiped a tear away and her ears perked. “No, this one is not hurt. This one enjoyed it very much and called out your name, and that woke you. Sessna is sorry… to wake you?" She'd been pretty sure he'd be angry at her for taking the liberty she did. Now she struggled to find something to justify being sorry.

Jarvis yawned and stretched and carefully disengaged from Jirr. “Sessna enjoyed it. Jirr probably enjoyed it. Based on how my front feels nice, I enjoyed it. Nobody got hurt, so it's fine." He smiled. “I wouldn't let you sleep in the bed if I would be upset at something that didn't hurt us. I only kind of regret missing the fun, so I hope you two are generous enough to consider doing that again when I'm awake sometime."

“You're not angry even a little bit?" Sessna asked softly, her ears finally starting to perk back up.

“Not at all," Jarvis assured her. He glanced at Jirr. “What about you?"

“Mmmmph. This one thinks Sessna should do that every morning that Jirr humps you. She made you squeeze and it felt sooo good for Jirr. Jirr liked the third pop best because of that. Though," he looked thoughtful. “Khajiit is not certain whether it would be best to have the squeeze on the first, second, or third. Or maybe fourth? Hmmm…"

Sessna suddenly jumped on Jarvis and hugged him desperately, clinging tightly. “Sessna is so glad there is no anger."

He wrapped his arms around her in surprise and smiled. “You're fine, Sessna. We should get you breakfast too. Your tummy won't be rumbly, but it will take some good food to get you to stop being so skinny."

She looked to the side. “This one liked what she did. It wasn't like work. It felt good."

“Jirr thinks that Sessna should be able to enjoy that more. Jirr is sure Jarvis would approve, since male Khajiit can't lift tail to him without a lot of risk and Jirr is certain that Jarvis would not want to put anybody at risk. But Sessna can enjoy Jarvis that way and it is good for everybody."

Sessna looked up at Jarvis in realization. “Oh, that is true! Male Khajiit would not lift tail because they'd be treated so badly if anybody found out. Any male kind enough to would be taking a huge risk, and no male would do that. Sessna…" She thought for a moment and nodded decisively. “Sessna is very thankful to Jarvis and liked what she did. This one would like to do it more if you will let her, and then you can have a nice warm person too."

Jarvis knew quite well enough to not blurt out that Jirr had been taking the human under his tail despite the substantial risk. It was a thing they did with a lot of worry but Jirr insisted it was important for Jarvis to be able to fuck somebody too despite the strong potential for trouble. “That… I'd be honored, Sessna," he murmured, hugging her.

Morning toiletries were quick and soon enough they were dressed and headed to eat. Breakfast was a communal thing for the folks who lived at the oasis full time and Sessna's presence caused a lot of confused ears to perk.

Jarvis looked at everybody. “Sessna is recovering from poor health. She was too worried about offending us to ask for help when our oasis didn't work like the cities do. I've reassured her that we're nice people and she's coming to a better understanding now, so hopefully things will turn better. She's been very underfed for about a month. Please help encourage her to eat so she can get back into good health."

The little female was fidgety, well aware of the impression she'd made when she first arrived, but after the initial confusion from the others, there was no coldness. She didn't stop fretting. It would take a while for her to get comfortable obviously, but everybody's genuine lack of aggression helped. They'd been offended when she first arrived, but it was difficult to stay angry here, so now they were just curious. More curious because they could easily smell the scents from the morning.

After breakfast, Jarvis took Sessna to the bathing area that he and his staff used.

“What is this big pot over the forever fire?" Sessna asked as Jarvis headed to a smaller tub. “Sessna saw the one here and the one by your work building. All the complicated pieces and shiny parts! One hot pot, and one cold pot.

“I don't understand it completely myself," Jarvis admitted, “but it uses these pipes to pull water up from the oasis only when it's not full, and the fire heats the water in the big pot and while it's coming down these twisty pipes. Then the hot water goes into these pipes and can go into the tubs. The way the tubs are made, they know how warm they are, so it puts in more hot water if it needs to warm it up, and stops the hot water if it's warm enough. Terek designed it."

“Terek?"

“The Alfiq that stays here. He was at breakfast." He pulled the hot water stop and the water flowed through the pipes into the tub, but as soon as the near-boiling water had finished running through the pipes and reached the tub, the water flow slowed and soon stopped.

“It's set to just a little warm," Jarvis said. “We don't have as much hot water here as the shop has, so we take the chill out of the oasis water with it. We're waiting on a few more deliveries of copper ingots before we start work on a bigger pot for the water here."

The cold water was opened next and as the water in the tub was instantly chilled, the hot water started to run again. It could easily outpace the cold though and the mixing water in the tub kept the hot flowing more slowly than the cold. Then he turned the cold off, let the hot go until it stopped, and turned it off too.

She touched the water curiously. “It is warm, but not very very warm. Refreshing and not shivery."

“The tub is not too big, so it doesn't take a lot of water," Jarvis said. “But anybody smaller than a Senche can fit in it and wash. Our resident big kitties prefer the bathing area of the oasis most of the time, but there is a tub they can fit in too," he said, pointing at the larger tub. “Then the big one over there fits all of us at once. Go on. Clothes off and get in," he said.

She wasn't used to this at all, but she pulled off her scuffed clothing and climbed gingerly into the tub, standing awkwardly.

“Sit, dear," Jarvis said as he set her clothing just to the side so it would not be stepped on, pulled off his own robe, and returned to stand behind her outside the tub.

“Why are you nude now too?" she asked with a fight between curiosity and wariness going on in her, but she sat.

“Washing is easiest with help," he said with a smile. “This is not about sex. You have a tub in the way of that, right?" He pulled up a stool and sat over her and outside the tub, reaching down into it to take her arm and start rubbing firmly and nicely through its tawny fur. She was like a little lioness in fur color, though her coat was softer and less wiry.

It was surprising for her at first to have him washing her and she was suspicious that he was being creepy somehow. When he scolded her lightly for not using her free arm to work on herself, she laid her ears to the side in embarrassment at her suspicion and reached down to rub her leg.

“Always wash between your legs first while the water is clean," he told her. Then he leaned over further to do so. She squeaked in surprise and clamped her legs together, catching his hand tight and grabbing his arm, but he made no move to be sexual. “You do it if you'd not want me to," he said, starting to pull his arm away as her legs relaxed a little.

She clung to his arm with her hands and tugged it back down. “No, it's… it's good for Sessna… you can do that and this one will wash her other arm."

Her fretting that maybe he was trying to feel her up was unfounded as his touch was gentle but very platonic despite its familiarity. She wasn't sure how to feel about that either. Normally when somebody touched her there, it was for work or to leer. Having him just kindly washing her felt surprisingly good though and she was a little disappointed when he was done and started to wash up her belly and chest. Even on her petite breasts, he was kind and massaged, but didn't linger, only washed. It was a embarrassing her to see the water getting so cloudy as the grime was rubbed from her fur, but she couldn't keep from purring when he washed her back as she rubbed her legs down.

“What are you doing?" he asked accusingly as she started on her second leg, having washed down to the shank of the first.

“Sessna… is… washing her legs?" she asked, not sure what was making him a little upset.

“Pull that leg up," he said, pointing to the first leg. He caught her shank gently in his hands under the water and rubbed down the shank and then washed her feet and between her toes.

She squeaked in surprise for two reasons. Both how much gook was coming from her toes into the water, but also because of how damn good it felt, the latter making her tense up and try to keep from moaning as he rubbed each digit and massaged the pads of her paws, cleaning them nicely. He had her pull her other leg up and washed the whole of it, again spending extra attention to her little paws.

She was breathing heavily and had her eyes shut in concentration as he finished and gave her paw an affectionate squeeze. Then he grinned and whispered in her ear, “You're the first one ever who hasn't moaned when I did that."

“S-Ssssessna wanted to," she said, finally letting her breath out in a whoosh and a purr, her amber eyes blinking open. “This one thought it would sound silly though."

“Imagine how that must feel to feet that are tired from a long trek across the desert," he murmured, watching her ears twist as she thought about that. “Some Khajiit even came from the foot rubs."

“Noooooooo," she exclaimed with a gasp, her eyes wide. “Sessna can see how though." Just remembering the foot washing made her happy.

“Stand up," he said, and when she did, he washed her tail and rump, making her purr a little. After that, he pulled the stopper to let the tub drain, the pipe carrying the dirty water to the same sand the oasis water vanished into so it would not muddy the clean water they drank.

“You really have been hungry a long time," he said sadly, looking over her form as her wet fur was plastered down, emphasizing her skinniness. He re-plugged the tub and opened both taps again, letting the water mix and warm. “This will help you feel better while you get yourself back into health."

A small packet of goo was emptied into the tub and began to dissolve and swirl with the water, creating just the tiniest bit of sheen of oil on the surface. Sessna sniffed curiously but the goo only smelled mildly like plant.

“There, now… um… kind of stir everything with all of you. You can duck under the water too, but keep your eyes closed until I give you a towel to dry your face. You'll want to also lift yourself out of the water and back into it, because some of the goodness floats on top and needs to get into your fur to work," Jarvis said as he turned off the water when it was only three quarters full and went to grab a huge towel.

“What is the slimy stuff?" Sessna asked curiously as she tried her best to follow his directions, swishing herself around in the water and getting up out of it before dunking back down in several times.

“It comes from that plant," he replied, pointing to a huge succulent nearby that grew the packets like he'd squeezed into the bath as leaves. “With all the water, it grows really quick and has good pods."

She squinted as she stared at the plant blankly. “This one still doesn't know what that is or what it does."

“Much nicer to find out than to just be told," he said. “At least that's what other Khajiit tell me." He reached over to dry her face and head after she dunked her head several times and swished around underwater. “You can get out. Give a good shake - that's why we have these wooden partition walls - and let me know when you're done."

She let him vanish behind the wall as she climbed out and took a deep breath. She was getting food now, but she was still wobbly. The shake got her best effort but made her yelp in dismay as she toppled.

She didn't hit the ground though. Hands caught her and lifted her carefully, holding her against a warm body. “I heard you yelp and saw you falling," Jarvis said. “Are you okay?"

“Sessna is still weak from not eating," she admitted, looking at him admiringly. “This one has made you all wet now."

He smiled and made sure she was steady, then grabbed the towel and began to rub her down with it. “I'll dry off, and now you'll be dry soon too. No more shaking until you're in better condition then. I should have thought of that, I'm sorry."

“Sessna is fine. Sessna never expected that somebody would ever leap to her rescue," she purred as he dried her off. She glanced coyly back at him and did a double take. “You're blushing? Oh my! Sessna is so proud of herself! Khajiit get hot ears but you can't see it in most. You turn a cute color. And it was just a compliment about saving this one too, nothing naughty."

He chuckled. “Not much naughty can make me blush anymore, but some compliments still do," he admitted.

“This one has a rare friend who is naughty that may make you blush if he is willing to meet you," she said demurely. Her fur was nearly dry in the arid desert as the day was starting to warm up and the plant proteins and oils worked as an excellent conditioner.

“This one… feels different somehow," she said, trying to put her finger on the sensation, since her fur was not particularly lying flat though it was straight. “Not bad. Feels good all over, but…"

Jarvis pulled her over to a sheet of metal that was polished to a good shine and showed her. With the fluff, her hips and ribs didn't jut out and it was much more difficult to tell that she was gaunt.

“Sessna is so FLUFFY!" she exclaimed in awe, looking down at herself and patting at her fur. She watched it spring back up as she patted it. “Khajiit feels so soft."

“That's what the plant pod does," Jarvis said with a smile. “It keeps the fur healthy too. The pods don't last long away from the plant. Two days or so at most. So it's not like anybody will go and strip the plant to take all the pods to the cities. You'll look more beautiful when you're back in good health." His eyes brightened as he noted the set of her ears.

The little Khajiit looked at herself from either side and posed. “Sessna… this one doesn't understand. Why are you so nice, but you still make so much money from clients?"

“I just do what I think I'd like to have done for me," he said with a shrug. “I'm lucky. It's rare for people who are mean to get out here. Caravans travel for weeks and months with each other, so a mean person isn't welcome to travel with them."

“How did you get started?"

“Well, I started out being good at nothing back in Cyrodil. Couldn't fight, couldn't smith. Jirr had me try being a body worker but humans don't last long and have to rest, so I didn't do a good job with my only female client." He chuckled. “I didn't know as much back then. I think now I might be able to satisfy a woman even though I can't hump for more than a few minutes at most."

She grinned and patted his arm. “This one is sure you are so good you could even satisfy one in your sleep if she didn't accidentally wake you up," she said cheekily.

“Thanks. Anyway, Jirr took care of me since I was young and…" He sighed happily. “I remember my last sword training. Not because of the training, mind you, but because Jirr took me to the waterfall and showed me what it was like to, well, lift my tail to a male. I didn't know what he was doing at first, but it was fun and obviously now I know what he did. It was really, really nice, even if he was super sneaky about it and didn't tell me he was going to fuck me in the rear."

“He took you before you were a body worker?" she asked, her eyes wide.

“Sneakily too. Before that he used to rub me with his hands, so I didn't think much of it when he put me on his lap to rub me. He rubbed my rear with his finger and then snuck his cock in. Called it his spear that time, silly Jirr," Jarvis said with a grin as he reminisced affectionately.

“I decided I liked it, and he really liked helping me learn. Mostly by just him humping me frequently, I'll admit. I'm glad he brought me to the oasis here. I wouldn't have gone far taking males in the city, since there are so many female workers. Here I really made something for them all. I just didn't realize how different things were the way you worked in the city."

He walked to a shelf and got a vest and trousers that were her size. “We have a Suthay who works here during the busy season and your clothing isn't looking too good. We'll make new clothes for you soon." Taking her hand, he squatted on his heels. “I want you to stay in the guard rafters for a few of my clients. You'll just be watching. You showed me how you work with Jirr. I will show you how I work with a few real clients. You'll need to be silent, but you can get out if you have an emergency."

“Sessna is curious about how you work, yes."

He smiled. “If all goes well, you'll have a better understanding of how things work here. Maybe some practice with our locals after. I do that a lot and it really helps. Then I'll be able to vouch for you and you should be able to start picking up clients and not losing them."

“Sessna did good though. Very fast," she said, looking sullen. “Why do they not like her?"

He grabbed her for half a second of a hug and let her go. “Good hug?"

“No. This one felt pulled around."

He drew her in and embraced her warmly, holding her and stroking her back gently until she began to purr and put her arms around him in return. Then he smiled. “If you wanted to buy a hug, would you pay five flowers for the first hug, or twenty flowers for this hug?"

“Sessna likes this hug. Sessna would not pay for the first hug. Not any flowers. But this hug is good." She drew back a little and looked at him. “But in the city, males just wanted to cum and go."

“This isn't the city," Jarvis said. “Don't worry, you'll see, and I'll help you learn." He pursed his lips thoughtfully. “In fact, I think I will book you as my first client today. Don't worry, it's free and at my discretion," he assured her when he saw the concern on her face. “You won't owe me anything for it at all. Just enjoy. Unless you don't want to. But based on what you said today, it sounds like you didn't get to cum this morning."

Her ears got hot and she tilted them to the sides. “Sessna did not, no. This one… well… this one does not think she is worth this."

He smirked. “Consider it training?" he offered as he released her from the hug and put on his robe.

She opened her mouth, then shrugged and smiled. “Okay, this one sees it is important, and yes, it should be fun."

“Very good. Let's go and help you learn the way of the oasis." He put his hand on her shoulder affectionately and walked with her to the building he worked in. The structure was multiple levels to allow some of the rooms to be open to the outside air without being visible from the surrounding area. Some clients wanted to show off, though, and Jarvis accommodated them too.

“This place is beautiful," Sessna said, her eyes wide as he showed her one of his work rooms. “So luxurious. This one has never known body workers to have anything even close to this fancy for work, only for their homes."

“I just asked the travelers to bring things that they would want to see when I was working for them. The beds, the furniture, everything is what they wanted." He chuckled. “Though there are a few interesting wants. One of the upstairs rooms has some funny things hanging from ropes and such. Can't cater to everything either. The merchant who wanted tubs full of puddings just couldn't manage to get puddings here properly. And since I work for everybody, nobody wants me or the things I have hurt or upset. So no scratching or anything."

“This one heard you work for the fourpaws too."

“Absolutely. There are a lot of fourpaws that come through, because they are so good at helping travel in the desert. They are wonderful people, they just don't have mouths that speak like we do." He gestured at the room and looked thoughtful. “Sessna, I'm going to kind of turn the winds on you here first. I'm going to give you city-style body work. Service for you that matches what you give the males."

He held up his hands to forestall her worry. “After that, I'll show you what I do. Then, hopefully, you'll see the difference and understand the oasis better. No reason not to get normal service first, right? You're not paying for it, and it's what they enjoy in the cities, so you'll enjoy it."

His hands found her hips as he squatted behind her and undid her pants. “You can also ask me to stop when I'm doing it. But try to pretend that you handed me gold for this that you won't get back if you do."

“This one has seen male body workers for females, so will be fine. Male Khajiit body workers hump everybody but Khajiit. They don't Khajiit, because there can be kittens."

He chuckled and tugged her, moving her onto all fours without a word. Then he started rubbing her folds, his fingers quickly delving between them to find her clit. She squeaked and voiced a small moan, her body reacting since that was the idea here. More rubbing the little nub, and when he had enough slick juices, he slid two fingers into the cat's pussy to do the work faster.

She seemed almost embarrassed, her ears back as she tried to enjoy. Her body did enjoy it at least. With the focused attention on her clit, she felt the wave of an orgasm start to wash over her in record time. But the moment he felt the squeeze from that release, his hands left her.

It was like a crescendo in the musical score suddenly falling to deafening silence with just the echo of the sound lingering from the fingering. Sure, her body still went through the waves of cumming, but it was hollow, even more so with him clinically cleaning her with a small towel before cleaning his fingers. The little female was in a daze as he stood and carefully pulled her upright, pulled her trousers up, and fastened them.

Jarvis walked over to sit on a chair, murmuring as he did, “And now you would leave, the service done as paid for, and enjoy the rest of your day or night."

She took a deep, ragged breath as she finally got her wits about her and her ears laid back. “What…?" she asked, but she couldn't formulate her thoughts.

“That's how male Khajiit body workers work with female Khajiit," Jarvis said. “I'm not very good at it. No practice at all. So I probably took a lot longer than they would. Felt good, yes?"

“Felt… good…" she agreed with a smile that was in looks only, not actually a happy.

Jarvis held his hand out to her and she cautiously took it. He smiled as he drew her to him. “Take a moment to relax, Sessna. Here." He gently unlaced her vest and slid his hands beneath the cloth, running them along her chest and collar to free her of the clothing and let it drop down her arms to the floor. A brush made it from the end table just beside the chair he occupied and he began to brush her fur as she stood. When she started to relax, he coaxed her to sit sideways on his lap for better brushing.

“Imagine sand in your fur fur. You don't have it now, but think about how nice this would be if you did," he murmured, his unoccupied hand cupping a small breast and kneading gently. The action could easily be couched as a way to help her not fall forward when he brushed her back, but the touch combined with the brush had her eyes half closed and the base of her tail twitching side to side in short order.

“Weeks of travel on dry sands aren't needed for feet to enjoy this," he said, setting the brush down and turning her back to his chest. He ran his hands down her leg, catching under her stifle and tugging gently until he could rub and stroke her shank. Fingers traced down to her clawed paw and both hands worked magic on the pads and toes.

When he was rubbing the other foot, she was in a daze again. This time it was a good, delightful, exquisite, wonderful feeling. Warm sands and cool breeze indeed!

“Your fur is beautiful," he murmured in her perked ear, the tickle of his breath making it quiver. Hands on her hips gently nudged her off his lap to stand and his touch spun her a full turn, his adoring look making her smile when she was facing him.

She closed her eyes as he ran his hands down her sides and drew in a breath in anticipation when his fingers played along the waist of her trousers. They tapped at the tie of that piece of clothing and then his fingers walked up her tummy before splaying and rubbing back down.

“May I see all of your fur?" he whispered into her ear. “Will you take these off and show how beautiful you are?"

“Mmm hmmm!" she gasped, then caught his hands with hers, pressing them to her belly for a moment before slipping off them and untying the pants. She heard his quiet movements behind her and the subtle rustle of his robe leaving his body. Not to fall behind, she pushed the trousers off her hips and stepped out of them when they hit the floor.

“All of you is beautiful," he said happily, squatting behind her and running his hands down her sides again. This time they went all the way down her hips and legs as well, stopping just above her shanks. “You are a wonderful, smart, good Khajiit. Such a beautiful Khajiit, Sessna."

She found her hand in his and a tug and she turned to face him. Her eyes were lazy-lidded, half open as she purred at the gentle touch. It was as if he hungered for her and his hands were the way he fed this hunger. It was impossible for her to miss the fact that his flesh was extremely excited. It showed he wanted her and the effect she had on him, even though he was just a body worker. This felt more than that. His eyes drank her in and he made her feel like she was a goddess of all of Tamriel.

The man sat back onto the chair again and slid his fingers around her waist as he leaned forward. He nuzzled and rubbed her front with his cheek as his hands kneaded her rump. His breath was deep and she was well aware of the little shivers that went through him as she rubbed his back and wrapped her arms around his head to hug.

She wanted to be closer to him. His grasp welcomed her as she pushed him back onto the chair and climbed onto his lap, straddling his legs. The touch on her hips supported her motions and encouraged them. Her muzzle went to his neck and she kissed and licked, rubbing her furred body against his bare skin.

There was a heat low in her belly and the sopping wet fur between her legs chilled it only slightly. She didn't want it cooled though. She didn't want to take her hands away from embracing him to find her spot, but she didn't have to. Guiding hands on her hips and his own movements let her folds find his tip with ease. The angle was high, but she pushed anyway, desperate for the moment.

All it took was that high angle and the simple slip of his tip across her little nub on the way to finding her depths. Her head went back and she yowled in unabashed ecstasy as the explosive blast of an orgasm swept through her. When his tip found entry deeper, she drove herself down to consume his flesh into her and heighten her peak even that much more.

A hiss of delight escaped through her teeth a heartbeat later as her tailhole met his balls and she ground on him needfully. He adored her, right? She needed to feel him show that. She needed that vindication!

The rub of his balls against her bare skin and the tensing of his rock hard flesh within her made her entire body tense, preparing. Then the strong buck deep within told her that he couldn't hold back either. Wave after wave of pure pleasure rippled through her body and for a moment, she wasn't sure if it was even possible to be so happy.

“Sessna? Seeeessna…?" he was calling quietly.

Her ear flicked and her amber eyes opened. Her face was tucked against his chest and her arms loose at his side as he held her comfortably on his lap. His body had softened in the aftermath and he was no longer within her, but the tingles lingered.

His fingers kneaded at her back as she looked up at him and blinked, wide-eyed. He smiled and leaned down to kiss the bridge of her nose. “Ahh, good. If you'd stayed out too long, I'd've worried. But you were purring and smiling and making such cute, little, happy mewling sounds," he said with a look of glee.

Her mouth opened and her eyes widened at the claim. “Noooo… Sessna did not make cute little mewls!" Then she turned her head coyly. “Did she?"

“Some of the best happy Khajiit sounds I've ever heard," Jarvis assured her. He hugged her warmly against himself, then took a deep breath. “Soooo… would you pay five flowers for the first one? Or three hundred flowers for the second one?"

“Oh, moons! This one would give all the flowers from everywhere for the second one!" she exclaimed with a dreamy sigh.

“In the first one, you came, but you weren't satisfied. You felt pushed and pulled. You felt used," he said, making her ears go back at the memory. “Tell me about the second one."

That thought made her ears shoot back up and her eyes go all happy. “Sessna felt wonderful. Sessna felt pampered and soft and beautiful and guided and in control and," she had to stop to take an excited breath. “Sessna has never, -EVER- enjoyed something that much before!"

She rested her cheek against his chest as he rubbed the back of her neck. “Sessna thinks she understands now," she murmured, though a tear wetted his skin as a realization came to her. But that was pushed away. Right now she would be happy.

“I still would like you to watch me with other clients," Jarvis said softly. “I'll show you how to get to the guard space in the rafters after we clean up. But for today and tomorrow, just relax, eat, and feel better. You can start watching the day after tomorrow when more caravans arrive, or wait longer if you want. Just let me know when you are ready to watch. If there are any oopses and you're discovered, I want to make sure it's clients who won't be upset."

She nodded. “Thank you," she said. Her future definitely looked brighter now, which gave her so much to be happy about.

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