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Moving through the streets of Quin’rawl, I look up at the buildings and general architecture of the city. It’s definitely different from the streets of the Imperial City. Although, all the cities in Elsweyr are a far stretch from what I’m used to. Each street looks completely different from another. And yet, I find myself completely turned around. Unable to be sure whether or not the streets I pass are ones I’ve already been through.

Passing by a couple buildings, I come to a more open area, with a couple buildings on side, and a slightly grassy area on the other. I find a couple Senche-Raht’s in the open area, the large, quadrupedal felines laying across the grass. They’re as big as the books had mentioned, really earning the name ‘War Cats’.

There’s one a little away from the rest, stretched out against some patches of long grass, head laid on the ground. He has dark brown fur covering most of his body, with splotches of lighter fur on his coat. His thick tail slaps softly against the grass, almost like a canine, but much slower and more lazy.

Looking around a little, I walk over to the Khajiit, feeling a little weird just going up to a stranger like this. I walk up to the Khajiit, stopping a few feet away the feline. “Excuse me? I uh... is there an Inn nearby? A bathhouse perhaps?”

The feline raises his head slightly, looking at me for a few moments. “Khajiit knows of a bathhouse... one that allows outsiders.”

“Oh, thank you. Could you tell me which way to go?”

The Khajiit slumps his head to the floor for a second, not moving a muscle for a couple of seconds, before speaking once again.

“Come, Khajiit will show you the way.” He rumbles out, standing up slowly.

I don’t know whether he’s annoyed at me for disturbing his lounging, but decide to assume it’s okay, unless he mentions something. “Thank you.”

He takes a couple of steps before I start to follow him, staying a few feet behind him as he moves. Looking down at him, I find myself blushing deeply at the sight of him moving. I’m used to Khajiit’s being more... free with their clothing, but I’m not sure I’ll ever be used to the Senche-raht’s going without clothing.

His backside sways slightly from side to side as he walks, as his tail raises, I manage to see his hind quarters in full. His orbs have to be the size of large mangos, hanging low enough to have to serious weight to them. Gulping softly, I find myself entranced by the sway of his balls, taking my full focus for a few moments. But I shake my head, trying to keep myself from just staring at the feline’s balls as we walk.

Moving through the streets, the takes a couple of minutes before looking back at me. “Why did this one come to Quin’rawl?”

“Oh, I came to explore more of other cultures and places.” I respond, looking down at the Khajiit’s head, making sure to keep my gaze from traveling too far south.

His head turns forward again. “This one is from Cyrodiil, yes?”

“Yes, I am, the Imperial City. I met a few Khajiit growing up there, but it always felt as though they... well, gave up parts of their culture to adapt better to Cyrodiil. It felt that way with most people from other lands, which made me want to experience the culture of as many places as I can.”

“Is Elsweyr your first time out of Cyrodiil?”

“No, actually. I went to Skyrim a couple of times. But I found it a little too grey and cold. It almost felt... limiting? If that makes sense?” I ask, rubbing the back of my head. “Like, when you’ve seen one flat tundra, you’ve seen them all. Even the Throat of the World gets a little tiresome when you have to climb it every time you wanna see the top.”

"Khajiit has heard stories of Skyrim. They say there is white sand that chills you to the bone.” The Khajiit says, glancing back at me.

“You mean snow?”

“Is that the common tongue for it?”

“Yeah, it’s made out of frozen rain drops.”

This makes the feline chuckle softly, shaking his head softly. “Such strange things this one knows.”

“So, have you been to other places? Outside of Elsweyr I mean.” I respond, keeping just a little bit closer to the feline.

"No, Khajiit has not. Khajiit... knows how the other’s see the Senche-Raht. Senche-Raht are no more than mounts, to those that aren’t Khajiit.”

“It must be very hard for you.”

The Senche-Raht rumbles back a wordless response, keeping his gaze forward as he takes me through the streets. It takes a few minutes before we get to the location, talking sparsely. It’s a rather wide, curved building, with two floors for the main structure, and only one floor for the side wings of the establishment.

“Here it is,” Da’Urjha says, signalling towards the building with his snout.

“We should continue this afterwards,” I respond as I take a step or two towards the bathhouse, before turning back to the quadruped. “Unless, you uh... wanted to join me? Continue this inside?”

The feline takes a moment, looking from side to side. “Sure, Khajiit can do that.”

He follows me as I walk into the bathhouse, being met by a small-ish reception, a door either side of the room, presumably leading the bathrooms. A male Pahmer-raht stands behind the counter, making the wooden frame look small under his humanoid size. Walking up to the counter, I feel a little intimidated as the large, tiger-like Khajiit’s eyes glaring down at me. While it doesn’t seem malicious, I can’t help but feel my heart race a little as his lips pull back, baring his teeth as he smiles widely.

“Welcome to the Moonglaze, how can Khajiit be of service?” He asks, a deep rumble in his voice, a sound between a purr and a mild growl.

“C-can we have access to one of the rooms, please?” I ask, gulping softly.

“Private, or regular?”

“Private, please.”

This makes the cat smile a little wider, the rumbling in his throat moving a little closer to a purr. “Right this way, five-claw.”

He signals to the right with an arm, before walking towards the door to the right.

Da’Urjha and I follow the humanoid Khajiit through the building, being taken to a separate room, filled with large cupboards lining the walls. The two legged Khajiit leaves the two of us in the room, closing the door behind himself. I take a moment before going to one of the cupboards, opening it up to find a bunch of towels lining the bottom, and fur lined night gowns hang along a metal tube at the tip.

Moving to the next one, I find it empty, presumably for people to leave their stuff. I glance over to the Senche-Raht, finding him looking away from me. Feeling a little awkward at the idea of being naked in front of the quadruped, despite him being naked himself.

As I take a small breath, I start to undress myself, not having much past a sailor’s regular garb. Not having chance to change my clothing since I crossed to Elsweyr from Blackwood. With more and more of my body being exposed to the feline, the more I feel my own blush burn my cheeks. Once I’m undressed, I head back and grab a towel, wrapping it around myself as the Khajiit looks back at me.

“Th-this one does not need to be modest...” He says softly, glancing up at me.

“I know, it’s just a Imperial thing.” I respond, taking a moment before looking around the room, finding a second door across from the one we entered the room from. I continue as I head towards the door. “A sense of privacy, I suppose.”

“Khajiit do not have such sense, how does this one sense privacy?”

“I don’t mean that it’s a literal sense, like smell. I mean, like...” I stop for a moment, thinking it over. “Like a larger idea of something. Like how Khajiit always refer to yourselves as ‘Khajiit’, rather than ‘I’ or ‘Me’. A sense of self as a species collective, rather than a sole identity.”

“Khajiit uh,” Da’Urjha pauses for a second, an ear going askew. “Understands, Khajiit thinks...”

I continue to the door, opening it before being met by a somewhat large room. With a bath built into the floor in the centre of the room, that has steps on one side and the opposite, with flat, wooden walls taking up the two remaining sides. There's a second, raised, smaller bath at one of the far corners. Although, with how big the ‘bath’ is, it’s more of a pool than a traditional bath. Or even a public bathhouse style bath that I’m used to in Cyrodiil, even back in the Imperial City

Shaking my head slightly as the word ‘bath’ starts to sound weird from repeating it so much. I move to one of the stair sides of the indented area, already feeling the heat of the water. As I do so, Da’Urjha moves to another, walled side, before gracefully gliding into the water. The water ripples as he enters the liquid, before swimming below the surface for a couple of seconds. Coming back up, he takes a breath as he continues to swim around the bath.

The feline looks over at me for a few moments, slowing his pace. “Will this one join Khajiit?”

“I will, just... shouldn’t there be some cleaning supplies?” I ask, looking around the room, finding nothing that looks even vaguely bottle shaped.

“Cleaning supplies?”

“You know, supplies for cleaning ourselves?”

“Water cleans Khajiit just fine.”

“I uh...” I give the feline a slight look. “If the water isn’t changed, I don’t think it’s gonna be very clean, nor would it actively clean you.”

“This has minerals, and has charms,” he pads at the water slightly. “And is replaced daily.”

Taking a moment, I watch the feline move through the water a little more, before I speak up once more. “Why don’t you come over here? Show me?”

“Show this one what?”

“That the water is actually cleaning your fur.” I say, finally dropping the towel to the floor, before I kick it to the side.

This seems to grab the Khajiit’s attention, bringing him to the side of the bath, before he slowly exits the water. As he draws himself out from the bath, his fur clings to his body wetly, showing off his form. I can almost see the muscles and frame underneath his coat, making me blush a little. As I look over his body, the Khajiit looks back at me, raising an eyebrow. Glancing away from the Khajiit, I feel the slight awkwardness start to permeate the space between us.

Da’Urjha moves towards me slowly, but with each step, it seems his fur dries off quickly, his fur fluffing up more than before his dip. As he comes up to me, I bend down a little, and move a hand to his back, letting it flow over his spine slowly. His fur is now fully dry, even a little warm.

“What the hell?” I ask, mostly to myself.

Da’Urjha tilts his head, silently questioning me.

“Your fur, it’s bone dry.”

“Khajiit told you, water has charms.”

“The water dries itself off of you?”

“Yes,” Da’Urjha nods.

“It uh...” I move my hand down his spine again and again, letting my fingers trail his vertebrae. “It certainly works...”

The Khajiit shifts slightly against my hand, looking at me for a moment as my hand slowly moves closer to his rump. It’s a subconscious act, and even I’m taken by surprise a little, my eyes going wide as I realise what I did. Gulping softly, I pull my hand away from the feline’s backside, straightening up before taking a step or two away from the quadruped.

“S-sorry, I um... don’t know what came over me.” I say, feeling my throat grow dry, despite the humidity in the room.

“Khajiit did not know this one had such... cravings.” Da’Urjha rumbles back, his eyes focusing on me for a few moments.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Khajiit knows better, does this one like all Khajiit? Or does this one just like... Senche-Raht?”

“Can we... not talk about this, please?” I ask, feeling my cheeks burn with blush.

“This one gropes Khajiit, but does not wish to talk? This one intrigues Khajiit.” Da’Urjha rumbles out, licking his lips softly.

“Look, I... I’m not supposed to like... people like you.”

“Khajiit? Senche-Raht?”

“Feral... creatures.”

Da’Urjha growls a little at this, his lips pulling back slightly.

“Four legged creatures, I mean.”

His growl stays a little, but he relents after a moment. “This one can... continue, if this one wants.”

I look back at him for a second, raising an eyebrow.

Da’Urjha huffs a little, turning away from me. “Khajiit saw this one staring at Khajiit.”

I blush at this, gulping softly. I kneel down behind the cat, moving my hands going to his rump. My fingers grip his backside tightly, my thumbs gripping the cleft of his rump. The warmth of his ass makes me blush even harder, as I spread his ass cheeks apart a little. I move a hand to the base of his tail, letting my fingers wrap around the fluffy limb.

The Khajiit shivers softly as I lift his tail, turning his head towards me, looking back at me. “Must this one be so... vulgar?”

“Why shouldn’t I?” I ask, smiling softly as I move a hand to his hind quarters. “I’ve never had the chance to really... appreciate a Senche-Raht’s body before.”

This makes the feline tremble even more, a low purr rumbling from his chest as I grope his rump.

“And trust me, I want to appreciate every... single... inch...”

“But... Khajiit is so exposed...” He rumbles out, despite not making any attempt to get away.

“Oh no, it’s almost like I planned it to be so.”

I move forward a little bit, kneeling down about half a foot away from the feline’s rump. With a smirk, I move my hand away from the Khajiit’s tail, to his other ass cheek, keeping my thumb s at the base of his tail to keep it aimed high. Spreading his ass cheeks, I’m met by the cat’s anus; a tight, wrinkled ring that you might fins on any other type of feline.

Licking my lips slowly, I bend down, bringing my face within an inch of the Khajiit’s butt. I take a second or two, before grinding my nose up against his hole, sniffing his rump deeply. The spicy scent of feline booty infiltrates my lungs, before hitting my very core. It’s almost indescribable, but smells somewhere between Nord Spices and Imperial Seasoning. A unique mixture of spicy and almost... dryness? Reminding me of the sands of Elsweyr itself, a beautiful mixture to that hits something deep inside of me.

Without thinking, I give his hole a kiss, locking my around his ring. I keep myself at his anus for a couple of seconds, letting myself enjoy the intimate act, before pulling myself back, his ring popping away from my lips. This makes Da’Urjha shiver ever more. While his upper body seems to try and pull away, his rump pushes back up against my face, rubbing his butt against my face.

“Kh-Khajiit’s f-first... first kiss...” The cat almost whimpers, his voice more than shaky. “Sh-should have been on... the lips...”

“You love it.” I respond, groping his ass cheeks tightly, encouraging him to keep grinding his butt against my face.

“Khajiit... does not... do such thing...”

I can’t help chuckle at this, moving my hands around his hips and lower body. Locking my arms around his backside, I run my hands up and down his spine, as I once again kiss his hole. The action makes Da’Urjha purr out deeply, seemingly despite himself. After a moment, I let my tongue out of my mouth, running it up the cleft of his ass. From the bottom of the Khajiit’s taint, to the base of his tail, I get the full taste of the cat’s ass. Every centimetre of his rump is coated in his taste and musk, making me tremble from the strength of his fragrance.

It’s a very clean taste, but overpowers all of my taste buds, only serving to push me further against his rump. The next lick is more focused on his hole, leaving out his taint as I rasp my tongue up along the cleft of his ass. His hole clenches every time I let my wet digit press up against his ring.

Looking down in between his legs, I find his fully erect member. It’s about a foot and a half long, with a pointed tip, small nubs around crown of his cock tip. The main section of his shaft is slightly bulbous, a good half inch wider than the crown of his dick. At the base of his member, there is a thick knot. Which is something I didn’t expect to see on a feline, having thought that canines were the only species family that had knots.

“P-please... have mercy upon me...” Da’Urjha groans out deeply, his ass shifting from side to side. “Khajiit ha-has never... felt... such things...”

After a few minutes of this, I pull myself back from his backside, licking my lips as I move two fingers to hid hole. Da’Urjha turns his head towards me, his eyes half closed in a haze as a purr rumbles out from his lips. I press my fingers down against his hole, feeling his hole resist my digits as his ring clamps down on me. Smiling a little at this, I ram my fingers into him roughly, any resistance his hole once had disappears as I slam my digits down to the base.

“Ahhhh! Ah'vero hahl fajh'na!” Da’Urjha exclaims, his head drawing back, eyes focusing and going wide instantly. “Ah! Ziss’vo!”

“Mmmph, got the cat’s tongue with that one, didn’t I?” I ask rhetorically, smiling even wider. “Wonder what else I can get out of you...”

Before the Khajiit has time to recover I pull my fingers out to the tip, before slamming them back into his rump quickly. I keep up the rough pace, making sure the feline has no time to process the situation. Using this to find any pleasure buttons the cat has, I find one particular one that bulges out slightly from the cat’s insides. This makes the cat’s body tense up every time I pound my finger tips against it, causing the feline’s purr to grow even louder and deeper.

“Alkosh ahnz'ii...” He continues, his voice a low rumble of pleasure and haze. His head slowly falls to the floor, resting it onto his front paws. “Ahnz’ii...”

“That’s it, kitty. It’s hard to speak in the common tongue, with fingers up your butt isn’t it?”

“Vaba... vaba...”

“Well, don’t you worry.” I say, moving myself over the feline slowly, thrusting my fingers into him harder and rougher, as my chest presses up against his back. “I’ll worry about that, alright?”

The cat doesn’t say anything more past this, only letting out a small grumble in between purrs.

I let this go on for a little longer, feeling his hole stretch a little more around my fingers. Da’Urjha’s hole doesn’t clamp down on me as much, seemingly relenting to my digits. Moving my fingers out of his hole, I let my hand rub up and down the cleft of his ass, pressing my fingers and palm against every inch of the crevice.

“Ready for more, kitty?” I ask, moving my hand down a little to grope his large balls.

“Kreenya...” Da’Urjha responds, taking a moment before he nods his head slightly.

I move my head closer to his ear, half whispering. “Want me to go easier on you?”

He shakes his head slowly. “Deje zuub ahziss.”

“What was that, kitty?”

“Zuub ahziss katro!” He growls out, turning towards me as he bares his teeth at me. “Zuusha ahziss basit!”

“And there’s the fangs...” I almost purr out myself, lining myself up with him, pressing my tip against his hole.

The warmth of the feline's backside radiates against my length, making me blush softly as I press myself up in between his ass cheeks. Licking my lips softly, I can’t hold myself back anymore. Taking a breath, I push my tip against his hole a little, feeling his hole spread slightly. Once the first centimetre or two settles into his backside, I slam my hips forward, forcing the Khajiit’s anus open. I get to the base of my member on the first thrust, the wet warmth of Da’Urjha’s backside engulfing my entire length. This makes the cat cry out softly, paws dragging across the floor, claws scratching at the wooden beams.

His plump ass cheeks are pressed firmly against my crotch, tail wagging slightly from side to side. Taking a deep breath in and out, I let out a soft moan as I pull myself, until my tip is just inside of his hole. With a soft groan, I shove myself forward, getting my whole cock into his rump once again.

“So tight...” I groan out, moving my hands to the cat’s shoulders, getting into a slightly better position above the feline.

“Saa! Saa!” Da’Urjha cries out, pushing his hips back to meet my thrusts forward.

I press my weight down slightly on his shoulders, thrusting harder into his rump.“Yeah? You like that, kitty?”

“Jat!” He calls out, nodding his head quickly.

After a good few minutes of rutting him, I feel my orgasm begin to build inside of me. I wrap my arms around his upper body, keeping my body pinned to his, allowing me to pound his backside even harder. The purrs emanating from Da’Urjha’s chest grow and deepen inside of him, causing me to go full force on him. It feels as though every higher thought inside of me ebbs away, leaving me with only instinct pushing me further and further.

Burying my face into the Khajiit’s neck fluff, I inhale his scent as deep as I can, his smell infiltrating my very core. Moaning my breath out, I sniff at his fur once again, feeling any resistance I have melt away. Pleasure hits me deeply, washing over my body. My orgasm finally hits, and I unload my seed into his ass, groaning deeply into his neck fur as I give a final couple thrusts. I tense around his body, holding him tightly to my body as I give him my essence.

My body trembles deeply as my orgasm slows down, my load seeping out of his hole and down my balls. We both huff deeply as we try and process the situation, keeping ourselves tight together. After a few seconds, my length slowly pulls out of the feline’s asshole, making me tremble even deeper. I sniff at his neck fur one last time, moaning softly as I breathe out.

“Fuck...” I groan against his neck, keeping myself against his back for a few moments.

“S-so... warm...” Da’Urjha moans back, his legs shaking as he holds my weight.

“Finally back with me, huh?”

“Khajiit... was always... here...”

“Not what I meant,” I whisper into his fur, kissing his neck through the thick fur.

We stay quiet for a little longer, letting ourselves slowly fall to the wooden floor. The silence sticks with us for a few minutes, before the Khajiit slowly turns his head up towards me, his voice a low rumble.

“Khajiit needs to be cleaned up...”

“Are you stating that as a fact? Or asking for assistance?” I ask, running a hand down his chest slowly.

“Both...”

I stay as I am for a second, before letting out a small sigh. Giving his neck a kiss, I slowly get up and move down to his rump once more, kneeling down behind him. My heart beats a little harder inside my chest as I look down at the feline’s backside once more. It’s speckled with sweat, and my seed slowly trickles down the cleft of his rump. As I take a breath, I try to settle myself, moving down towards the Khajiit’s butt.

Trying not to think too much about what I’m doing, I press my face in between his ass cheeks, my mouth once more pressed up against his hole. I start to lick up his rump, slowly cleaning up the residue of my essence from his fur and skin. Gulping both the liquid and my reservations, I shiver at the taste. It’s not unpleasant, but isn’t exactly a taste I’d die for. Repeating the motion, over and over, I feel myself blush deeper as I realise his balls are resting against my nose and forehead.

The Khajiit starts to rumble at this, a deep sound that emanates from his chest and out of his lips. His body shifts above me, his back legs kicking out slightly as I continue to work his backside. My hands move to his ass cheeks, kneading them softly while I lick up from his balls to the base of his tail.

Seconds turn into minutes as I worship his backside with my tongue, growing accustomed to the taste. I feel myself grow warmer with every lick of his rump, his hole clamping down with every lick of his backside. But, this soon ends as Da’Urjha shifts, pulling himself away from me. He slowly moves onto his front, before standing back up, his tail weaving back and forth.

“Khajiit will now... ‘return favour’.” Da’Urjha purrs out softly, as he turns around, moving around me.

“H-hey, what are you...?” I start to say, before trailing off to silence.

I watch as he walks around me, feeling his own gaze back down at me as he pads to my lower half. He lays down behind me, his front paws come to my butt. This makes me tremble softly as his head comes closer to me. His breath rolls out across my bare skin, and I can almost feel his snout draw ever closer.

Da’Urjha moves his snout against my ass, parting his lips before his tongue moves out and presses up against my backside. I moan out as he licks up along the cleft of my ass, the hot, wet, plump tongue rasping against my skin. Like I had done, he licks from my taint to the base of my tailbone. He gives a slight amount of attention to my hole as his wet digit glides along my skin.

“O-oh divines... just like that...” I moan out, sticking out my ass against his tongue as he licks my hole once again. “You’re so good at this...”

His tongue begins to press focus on my hole, slowly spreading my hole as he slides his wet digit into my bowels. I can’t help but groan, feeling his large tongue explore the inside of my ass. It moves through me, pressing against anything he can find inside of me. Moaning out more and more, the feline explores me to his heart’s content.

And then, pleasure shoots through me as his tongue reaches something inside of me. I cry out in pure bliss as waves of pleasure rolls out through my body. He seems to take notice of this, and begins to lick at the same spot repeatedly. My eyes roll back into my skull as I groan out deeply, feeling my balls suddenly pull up against my body, my load shooting out of my length. I can barely process the orgasm, let alone just how hard I had gotten again. It’s only a couple of shots of my seed, but it still makes me tremble deeply.

But this doesn’t stop the cat from licking the sensitive area inside of me, slowly melting me into a puddle of a oversensitive mess. Da’Urjha continues to milk the inside of me, each lick more forceful and powerful than the last. It keeps me from being able to recover, let alone actually process anything around me. All I can feel is the wet digit up my ass. Not the floor, not the humid air, not even Da’Urjha’s presence. Only his tongue, his brilliantly talented tongue.

And then... it’s gone. Pulled from me suddenly, without even a sound of notice.

His snout pulls away from me as I’m barely able to look behind myself, finding the Khajiit licking his lips warmly. After a moment or two of taking care of himself, he moves once more, closing the distance between us. He climbs up onto me, his body moves over me, his front paws coming to my shoulders while he lines himself up with my rear. Gulping softly, I try not to worry about his size as heat radiates from his length. My whole body shivers when his cock slides up the cleft of my ass, feeling his cock throb and spew pre-cum across my ass and lower back. The feline purrs out with each small thrust of his hips, moving his head down next to mine, his lips coming to my ear.

“Khajiit will not go easy upon this one,” he rumbles out, licking his lips. “Khajiit wishes to... ‘return the favour’.”

“F-fuck... please...” I say back, barely able to form words in my head, let alone speak them out loud.

At this, Da’Urjha moves his tip to my hole, sliding it against the cleft of my ass. Moaning out deeply, I can’t help but push myself backwards, jamming his length into my ass. My head rolls back fully, my mouth hanging open as I cry out deeply, pain shooting through my lower body. I can’t form anything close to actual words for a good minute or two, clamping the tiles beneath me. It takes a good while before I can actually breathe regularly. Looking back at the feline’s lower half, finding that his hips are almost grinding up against mine, his knot being the only thing keeping his crotch from my ass.

“O-oh fuck... f-fuck!” I call out, realising just how much cock is inside me.

“Khajiit did warn this one.” Da’Urjha purrs into my ear, sounding way too proud of himself.

“Da’Urjha... I... I’m too full...”

The feline takes a moment, pressing his snout against my neck and cheek before he rumbles out more words. “Not a thing.”

I groan out low and deep as he slowly begins to pull himself out of my hole, one of his back paws moving to my ass, keeping me in place. With every inch of his cock that is pulled out of me, I feel ever more empty. The midsection of his cock spreads my hole even more, causing me to shiver and grip the floor tighter. At about the halfway point, my ass is pulled back with the cat’s cock, even with the Khajiit’s paw at my backside.

“Stay still, kitten.” Da’Urjha half growls, half whispers into my ear, moving his front paws to the base of my neck, right between my shoulder blades.

“P-please... it’s too much...” I respond, my voice weak and slightly hoarse.

“Be still, let Khajiit do his thing.”

The feline pushes his front paws down, bearing his weight down onto me, making my whole body tremble as I struggle to keep myself up. I can only keep myself on my hands for a few seconds, before my front half falls to the wooden floor. A small huff escapes my lips as he pins me fully to the ground, my heart races in my chest as he begins to tug his hips back once again. His length throbs in my hole, making me tremble as I clench around his length. Unable to stop myself from doing so, as if my body instinctively wants him to stay inside me, even with how big the feline is.

It takes a good minute or two of tugging for any sort of progress to be made, with a centimetre or two of the Khajiit’s length finally being pulled out from my body. At the lack of progress, Da’Urjha growls even deeper into my ear, and I can feel his paws shift against my back. I feel some very hard, very sharp things pressing slightly against my skin, and I realise that he’s unsheathed his claws. This makes me tremble, sweat forming on my forehead as I look up at the Khajiit. Da’Urjha tugs even harder at my hole, trying to fully force his length out of me.

“Tight...” Da’Urjha growls out deeply, his teeth bared wide.

His other back paw moves to my opposite ass cheek, making my legs tremble as his toes clamp down on my skin. He gives me one last, powerful tug, finally pulling his cock out of my hole, making me cry out again. As his length pops out of my ass, it leaves my hole gaping, his cock wobbles up and down in the air. His breath rolls out against my ear, a soft moan rolling out from his maw.

Barely a second passes before his tip is at my hole once again. He slams his cock back into me once more, making me gasp for breath as he pulls himself back out once again. His length has a much easier time being tugged out of me on the second go, getting to the crown of his tip, before slamming his cock back into me once more. I can barely focus on taking in breath as he slams his cock back and forth, going full force on me.

Each thrust is harder and rougher than the last, numbing my mind and evaporating each thought I could possibly think. Time melts away as I take the feline’s cock over, and over, and over. My body becomes nothing but a hole around Da’Urjha’s length, barely even able to clamp down around his cock. I look back up at the Khajiit, finding his pupils sharp, teeth bared and face scrunched up tight, like a cat mid-strike. The sight of his makes me tremble even more, my breath hitching in my throat. He’s relentlessly breeding my body, his breath deep and ragged, growling deep and bestial on every breath out.

My hands start to grab at the floor, slowly drawing out in front of me, grabbing at the wooden floor, before pulling back towards myself. Yet, this doesn’t do anything as the feline continues to slam himself into my body. I want to say that the beating of my heart is in my ears. But it’s in my entire body. I feel my heart drum in every part, every inch of my body.

And then, his jaws move to my neck, truly holding me in place like a piece of prey. His teeth push into my skin enough to make it hurt, even draw a little blood. But not enough to cause any actual damage. I open my mouth, to try and say something, anything. But nothing past meaningless sounds comes out from my mouth, which only seems to push the feline even further. His front paws move from my shoulders, sliding in between my chest and the floor, tugging me up against his chest.

It feels as though I’m being bred by an actual wild animal, nothing more than primal instinct pushing the Khajiit further and harder into me. A tiny part of my mind feels guilty relating Da’Urjha to a beast. But it’s quickly overpowered by the rest of my mind. Breathing in deeply again, I can taste the deep musk of the Khajiit’s fur, his thick scent filling the room with each thrust. I sniff at the air, being met by the pure scent of the beast’s frame. Almost as though I have my nose pressed up against the thickest fur of Da’Urjha’s body. Any part of me that could think rationally is instantly melted away as I sniff at the air once again, the scent somehow even deeper again.

His hips pound down against my ass harder and harder, his knot grinding up against my hole with each slam. Even in my numbed state, my mind being nothing more than a soup of pleasure and bliss, I know what Da’Urjha is about to do. A small whimper escapes me, before the Khajiit gives me one last thrust into my body. His knot slams into my hole and I grit my teeth, pain shooting through me as my hole stretches past any limit I thought it had. The large bulb of flesh pops into my hole, my ring clamping down against the base of his length.

I can feel his balls pull up against my backside as a warmth begins to fill me. It’s a very deep and thick warmth that hits something inside my core. Everything around me is nothing but fur, musk, sweat, and pure bliss. Knowing how big his balls are, I know he’s going to cumming in me for a long while.

But as seconds pass by, I feel my lower belly begin to bulge out, pressure growing with each shot of Khajiit cum unloading itself into me. It can’t push out much, before it presses up against the wooden floor beams, causing me to shift uncomfortably. With each passing second, more and more of my midsection bulges out further, only causing me to groan out even louder.

Being given time to slowly recover, I can almost hear low whispers from the Khajiit’s maw, even with his teeth slightly in my shoulder. This takes my focus for a moment, before my growing midsection once again takes my attention. It feels unreal, how much seed he’s actually filling me with. But the more thought I give it, the less I actually care, feeling ever fuller.

His knot throbs inside my hole, keeping me nice and plugged as I crumble underneath the beast. As he unloads what feels like gallons of cum into my body, his whole body clenches around me over and over, the pressure around my frame increasing with every clench. My insides gurgle and bloat as his load flows deeper and deeper into my guts. Warmth emanates from inside me, only making me feel even hotter from the Khajiit entrapping my body.

My whole essence becomes nothing more than an extension of the beast. His muscles clenching around my body, his sweat stained fur sticking to my skin, his ragged breaths being the only thing I can hear. I know nothing’s going to make him relent, not until he wants to let me go. And that’s exactly what I want, knowing I’d be in no place to really hold myself up without him.

Seconds tick by, and then minutes, before he finally pulls away from me, unclenching himself from around me. His jaws leave my shoulder, a soft gasp flowing from me as he does so. He shifts to the side, leaving me on the floor, huffing deeply as I try to recover. I slump against the rough, wooden floor, my limbs twitching slightly. My whole body is numb, every nerve fried from the overstimulation. When he stands next to me, I look up to him slowly, my eyes half open as I feel his knot tug at my hole, making me groan.

Da’Urjha growls deeply, his eyes still wild and focused, his hackles raised as he continues to bare his teeth. Opening his jaws a little, his tongue rolls out from his maw. It rasps along his upper lips slowly, before licking his bottom lips. His gaze moves to me, and I instantly feel a shiver down my spine as he looks me over, like he’s looking over a prime steak.

“Iss...” He growls out deeply, his voice way more primal and bestial than anything I’ve heard before. “Iss deqena’a saa...”

I open my mouth to try and ask what he means, but once again, only meaningless sounds escape me.

“Jajo ahz se dan iss saa...”

“Wh-wha-?” I just barely manage to say, my voice weak and low.

“Fea bishu tano kraqami.” He continues to say in his native tongue, licking his lips once again, a little slower this time, more deliberately this time. “Iss deqena'a jajo fa esho an linu.”

This can’t be good...