I allow the Khajiit to lie atop me for a few more moments, but eventually my lust gets the better of me. I sit up and slide the woman down onto my lap. She doesn't complain in the slightest. My mildly impaired mind slows me down a little in my attempt at seducing her. Eventually I figure it out and grab the back of her head, then pull her towards me. Kissing her is a rather unique experience. The long fur around her mouth tickles my face, and one of her fangs nicks my lip. But I've had worse, and once I start dominating the kiss it gets even better. I gently rub my thumbs down her face, my fingers parting her silky fur. Once I reach her jaw I apply pressure and pop her mouth open.

She doesn't fight or complain about me taking the lead. I slowly allow my tongue to run along the length of her lips; but as my confidence grows, so does a familiar burning in my loins. My gentle explorations turn into an invasion. My tongue roughly enters her mouth, the familiar taste of beer and wine greeting me. Her fangs threaten to rip my flesh to shreds, but I offer no heed as I dominate her and continue taking over her mouth. I jam my tongue a little too far back and the woman bites down. I hiss as blood fills her mouth. For a moment the Khajiit begins to yank back, but my strong hands keep her in place.

A primal growl resonates from the deepest part of my throat. The Khajiit doesn't try to pull back again. I finally feel free to move my hands away from her skull. My fingertips run through the thick pelt covering her back. I stop once I reach her ass. The woman gasps as I begin squeezing and scratching her flesh, and I take her briefly opened mouth as an invitation to ravish her even more. The Khajiit's hands come to rest on my back, her claws digging into my flesh as I start leaning backwards. I never break apart from the woman as I return to my position on my back. When I finally release her from the kiss we both pull away from it panting, but I'm the one that gets my breath back first.

"Up.". She doesn't need any more coaxing or instructions. I release her ass and allow her to move. The woman raises herself up slightly and scoots forward, only stopping when her moist cunt is dangling above my face. I roughly grab her hips and pull her down, the woman's hot flesh brushing against my flesh. The next part is blurred because of my drunken mind, but I do remember a few things. The feel of my teeth sinking into her flesh, a small amount of blood filling my mouth, a few gasps and moans from the Khajiit, and the wetness of her burning cunt against my lips and tongue.

Eventually I find the small nub of flesh right above her entrance. With a smirk I take it between my lips, biting down. A sharp 'ah' from the woman. Her hands come down and latch onto my head, her claws digging into my hair and threatening to prick my scalp. I smirk and release her, but don't give her a moment of pause. She whimpers as I lovingly take her flesh between my lips. A deep moan echoes around the room as I start to suck. Damn, she's loud. She's lucky I like hearing her noises, or else I'd be telling her to shut up right about now. I allow the woman to enjoy my ministrations for a few moments, then once again bite down. But this time I do something different.

I blow air out through my mouth, the vibrations causing my lips to beat against her flesh. "AH!". I take a moment to pull back and shush her. She doesn't move her hands or anything, but her moans and groans quiet down a little. Once she's quiet I go back to fucking her. Her cunt isn't particularly nice tasting, but it's not revolting like I'd expected. Fucking her doesn't take much thought, and the results are pleasant. The Khajiit eventually takes her claws out of my hair to play with her own tits, throws her head back so she's looking at the ceiling, and starts moving her hips against my face. I wait until she's almost at the brink.

That's when I pull back. A confused noise leaves the woman's lips, but I ignore her. I use my superior strength to heave her off of me, then sit up. The Khajiit's drunken eyes are looking a few inches above my face as she begs, "Please!". I chuckle and move us around. Our final position is where I'm sitting at the foot of the bed, and my companion is seated on my thigh. All she can do is pant and watch me as I allow a strand of spit to leave my mouth and land on my thigh. Not exactly the sexiest sight in the world, but it gets the Khajiit worked up. Her breathing is heavy, her ears are flattened against her skull, her tail is twitching, and her pupils are gigantic.

I chuckle for a second time and grab her hips, forcing her to run along the length of my spit covered thigh. The woman gasps and her arms lunge for me. I groan as her claws pierce my flesh, but use the pain to drive myself to pleasure her further. The woman groans as I pick up the pace and start whispering slurs in her ear. It doesn't take her long before she throws her head and lets out a deep groan that tells me she's reached her crescendo of pleasure. Perfect. As the woman catches her breath I move us up further on to the bed and lie us both down. Now she's lying by my side, breathless and wrapped in my arms. That's when I smirk, lean in, and whisper, "My turn.".

Dovahkiin POV:

I wake up with a steady pounding in my head, a throbbing coming from my cunt, and a sore neck. I yawn and gag as my dry throat is exposed to the air. Somehow I manage to sit up in bed. I take a moment to cast a healing spell. That takes care of the throb and pounding, but the sore neck persist. Damn. I look around the room. A typical inn room. Bed, dresser, chest, window. All that and more. The spot beside me is messy and looks used. It's even warm when I run my fingers over it. Who the oblivion- I stop as I remember last night. Oh fuck. Oh dear fucking gods. What have I done?! I might have just destroyed any chance of friendship I had with Aela!

I leap out of bed, fall to my knees, and curse. Once I'm standing I find my fur armor and put it on, but leave my shield and sword behind. We aren't going to get into a fight. Hopefully. The dim and dank inn is still the same as I remember it. I go over to the bar and order a mug of ale. The server takes my money and passes me a glass. I'm about to take a sip when a quiet voice mumbles, "You should drink water. Ale won't chase away the headache.". I look to my left and see Aela leaning against the wall, her face pressed against the stone as she does her hardest not to look at me. I have no idea what to say, so it's a good thing that she apparently does.

"Can we talk?". She quickly adds, "In private?". I nod and she takes my hand, leading me to the small table shoved in the corner. My ale somehow gets left behind. Once we're seated I realize this is the same table where we kissed at last night. I'm about to ask why we didn't go back to the room, but that thought answers for itself. She doesn't want to go to the place where we fucked. I understand. For a moment both of us are silent, then she starts. "We need to talk about what happened.". I nod and she looks at the table. I see her begin scratching it with one of her nails as she sheepishly admits. "I liked it. Nobody ever. Well. Nobody was ever that fun. Well, submissive. To be exact.".

I can't even look at her as I feel my face heating up. "Yeah. I'd be surprised if you found someone who's a bigger pushover than me.". Aela offers an extremely weak chuckle and tells me, "Yeah. It was fun. And, I'm terrified I enjoyed it enough to do it again.". I manage to look at her and instantly regret it. She's looking me dead in the eyes as she continues. "I'm not going to lie to you. After all the shit you and I have been through; after all the goddamn torture we've had to endure, I liked doing that to you. I liked taking control and dominating you. Fuck, I'm just going to say it. I need to do that to you. Maybe not tonight and maybe not tomorrow, but I'll eventually need to do that to you again.".

She looks away. "I know that sounds creepy and threatening, but that's the only way to express it. I've had all this energy and fear piling up, and you showed me a way to release it without killing someone. If you stay, then I know I won't be able to hold myself back. I won't force myself upon you, but I'll sure as oblivion try almost anything to get into your pants again. I can... understand if you want to leave. I have an unhealthy need for you now, and it's creepy.". For a moment I let her words hang there, then I give her my response. I reach out and take her hands as I whisper, "I can meet that need.". Aela looks up at me and I see her eyes sparkle.

She looks hopeful, but returns to her somber manner as she says, "Okay, then we need to get some stuff out of the way. I need you to know what I'm not willing to compromise on in this arrangement.". I nod and she starts. "I'll never hurt you unless you want me to. If something starts to hurt you, then let me know. Even if you want it, I still need to know. If I ever become too rough or the sex too painful, then just say 'red' and I'll stop in an instant. No questions asked, but I'd appreciate being told what I did wrong. Now, what I expect for you.". Oh fuck, here we go. "I don't want you to change. No trying to be kinder or bending your morals to meet mine.".

Well, that was rather. Unexpected. "I just want you to stay the same, and I'll try my best to act normal. Whatever we do to one another in the privacy of our room shouldn't mess with how we act in our domestic life. I fucked you because you were you, not because you were a carbon copy of me. And, if this doesn't work out, then I'd like use to remain friends. The gods only know we have such little opportunities to meet other people. Speaking of other people, one last thing. If you find anyone you desire more than me, then the arrangement will stop when you say the word.". When it's clear she's done speaking I whisper, "You talk like last night was rough.".

She smiles and leans in a little closer. "It wasn't near rough, I'm just warning you for the future.". I feel my face becoming hot again as I argue, "I can handle rough.". Aela's eyes are sparkling as she scoffs. "Really?". I nod and insist, "Really.". Our noses are touching one another, and I'm reminded of last night. However, this time I decide to be the initiator. Just this once. I swallow and whisper, "Take me.". Aela looks absolutely thrilled as she whispers back, "Already planning on it.".