Rajirra Beach PaintWear Fic
The look is widely credited to rajirra, of "rajirra's sportspaint" fame, here seen in a most scandalous little two-piece work she'd applied just this morning. we caught up with raj at her famous "paint-only" beach resort for khajiits.
Murderer #2
"idiot, you locked the young fool in with that... thing," rajirra thought. "she burned her own gloves with the fucking fire spell. did you really think she had a chance against it? she's probably a charred corpse by now."
Murderer #7
rajirra asked as she looked down the side trail he was going to take. "no. in fact, i'm not even going that way. but you don't need to know more than that. and 'john' isn't my real name either."
On His Mane's Secret Service - #2
"rajirra," he began, and she sat up. he didn't often use her full name these days, so it probably meant it was important. "i've been thinking about us a lot lately. if you really are being honest with me, that this alfiq thing doesn't bother you..."
On His Mane's Secret Service - #3
rajirra continued to look at him. she had always looked up to the big cathay-raht, though that was obvious. but she knew he was a father-figure to her as well. and now he was telling her to leave the family. it hurt.
A Dream of Summer
Sit with rajirra." he stepped into the small span of water between the shore and her rock. the water was cool, but not cold, and the sight before him kept his manhood fully engaged.
My Night with a Scav
It was a bit more of a challenge than the rajirra khajiit one i'd written before because - though i certainly enjoy the comic, i'm not exactly attracted to yings in that way.
Murderer #4
#70 of prequel i was looking for images of rajirra that might work as chapter headings when i came across this one. it was too funny to pass up, would you believe me if i promised i really didn't make it?
On His Mane's Secret Service - #1
On His Mane's Secret Service Chapter 1 She stood flanked by two quite sturdy Altmer as they stood upon the open platform that began to rise on the power of Altmer magic. The wind stirred her hair as she looked up at the impossibly tall building. ...
Murderer #6
#72 of prequel image by baselini from https://bazelini.deviantart.com/art/katia-and-rajirra-3-541100248 she awoke slowly. in fact, she wasn't sure she ever awoke at all.
From Elsweyr With Love (#7)
rajirra turned around at the pause, drying her hair. "yeah?" "get the hell out of my city. i don't want to see you here next week." "the feeling is mutual, i assure you. i'll be gone." "see that you are.
From Elsweyr With Love (#1)
La'Dasha arrived at his office as quickly as she could. She had proven herself worthy of the top assignment as a chief operations officer within the Aldmeri Dominion over the years with exemplary service, yet as a khajiit she knew she would always be...