CHAPTER ONE: ASSASSIN OF THIEVES
Astrid is looking around at the lowlife thieves around them. She has a special assignment for Ma'Dato, the Khajiit man beside her. He stood close to six foot; his fur was grey and black, like a common house cat; his eyes were dark amber. He only spoke when ordered or fighting, only attacked when told, and always obeyed his commands.
"Brynjolf," Astrid said as she approached the tall man, "my friend here is going to train and work with your guild. Any questions?"
"One," Brynjolf asked, "what can he do?"
Astrid smiled at the Nord in front of her, "Who's your best fighter?"
The Nord man whistled for someone, "Ashavi. Come here, test his skills."
Another Khajiit came from the shadows. They were shorter, around five foot six inches; thinner and curvier; smelt of an alluring perfume. The Khajiit in front of him was female. Her fur was brown, she had emerald green eyes, and stood with pride. She removed her hood to expose her face, which was clear of scars.
She purred while she stood in front of Ma'Dato. He was confused by her purrs; then again he was raised from kitten hood to be emotionless.
"What is she doing?" Astrid asked the Nord man beside her.
"I forgot." Brynjolf said before signaling to Vex, "She's on her heat cycle."
"Keep her away from Ma'Dato until it stops." Astrid hissed, "Last thing we need is for another bastard in our organizations."
Ashavi moved closer to Ma'Dato, purring as she nuzzled his cowl. Ma'Dato looked between Astrid and Ashavi, hoping someone would help.
"Come on princess," Vex ordered the Khajiit female, "let's go over here."
Ashavi's hiss was accompanied by another's, Ma'Dato's. Why he was hissing, he did not know.
"Ma'Dato," Astrid snapped at him, "stand down! You are here to fight and train, not fuck bitches."
Ma'Dato hissed at her, Astrid, before witnessing the female beside him run out to the ratways. Animalistic instincts causing him to follow. He followed her scent, as Astrid and the other thieves attempted to catch them. Nords, Skyrim's inhabitants were nothing compared to the Khajiit of Elsewyr.
"Mistress," Ma'Dato called to Ashavi, "wait. Where are you going?"
Ashavi continued sprinting until she ran out to the canal of Riften.
"We are going away. Okay tiger." Ashavi told him as she purred once more in his shoulder, "But there's something I want to do. You'll do it with me, won't you?"
Ma'Dato gulped, "What shall it be?"
She smiled, "We are going to break into Maven's home and steal her gold. She is a richy bitch who lives on others work."
"Isn't that what you do?" Ma'Dato questioned her as she purred more, "They're coming to get us; we could be in Morrowind by tomorrow."
"No! Not unless…" Ashavi said motioning at her body.
"Fine." Ma'Dato said, already regretting that she was on her heat cycle. Khajiit women can be so demanding and compelling.
They snuck around Maven's mansion, avoiding the guards and their pursuers. She picked the lock and Ma'Dato followed.
Why two Khajiit are robbing Maven Black-Briar is interesting. Nonetheless more intriguing. What two Khajiit do to their guilds are either a death wish or genius.
Yep, trying to sexualize the female to make it, different I suppose. Anyway, same as the others, no hardcore sex if any. This story was actually due in part by my friend just less, I don't want to say sexual but I'm afraid that works.
