Enamoured

Aila laid down in the bed and curled up next to Kathryn. "Why not?" she asked.

"I don't feel comfortable with stealing." Kathryn answered.

"I know, but look how much we got out of it. We bought a huge meal and rented a bed, and we still have a bunch left."

"But we'd be thieves. Do you want to got to jail?"

"No, of course not." Aila said.

"Well, you sure seem to be heading that way. Why do you want to go so badly, anyway?

Aila bit her lip. "Kat... I have a small confession to make."

"What?"

"I told you that I used to steal food, but what I didn't tell you is that I had a lot of fun doing it... and I had a lot of fun stealing that ring."

Kathryn gaped at her. "You had fun doing that?"

Aila nodded. "It was exhilarating. The possibility of getting caught made it so exciting. And the gold's nice too."

"Well... the gold is nice. I don't know if I could do it, though. You did all the work then, I didn't do anything, really."

"If we do go, we could easily make enough gold to get into the College of Winterhold," Aila said, trying to persuade her. Aila saw a twinkle in those gorgeous silver eyes of hers. She was considering it.

"We could still do that with The Companions, though," she said.

"Kathryn, let's face it. We are not warriors. You're a mage, and I'm a... well... not a warrior. We'd be better off elsewhere."

"As thieves?"

"Maybe."

Kathryn was silent for a long while. Aila could tell she could see the possibilities, but the thought of being a thief gave her pause. "I'll think about it. Just get some sleep for now, it's late."

"Oh, but I'd much rather stay up with you," Aila purred.

Kathryn simpered at her. "If you insist. But don't blame me when you wake in the morning feeling weary."

"I think it'll be worth it." Aila leaned in close and locked her lips with Kathryn's. She let out a moan as Kathryn wrapped an arm around her and pulled her closer. She suddenly realized that Kathryn was undoing the straps on her tunic. It wasn't until they were all undone that she did anything about it, though. She put a hand on Kathryn's chest and pulled away slightly. "Wait," she said.

Kathryn looked ashamed. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."

Aila put a finger on her lips, cutting her off. "It's alright." She crawled on top of Kathryn, letting her tunic fall to the side. "I've already seen you without your shirt, it's only fair you see me without mine." Kathryn stared at her lustfully. Even though she still had her smallclothes on, Aila felt naked in front of her. It made her blush, but she didn't try and conceal herself. Kathryn laid a hand on Aila's hip and slowly moved it up her side, sending a shiver down Aila's spine. When she reached her chest, Aila grabbed her hand, and kissed it lightly. "But for it to truly be fair, you'd need to wear the same."

Kathryn smiled as she sat up slightly, bringing her lips just inches from Aila's. "Mind helping me out of them?"

Aila slipped her hands under Kathryn's tunic and felt her warm skin underneath. "Not at all." She pulled it up over Kathryn's head and threw it to the side. She felt Kathryn's scars with her hand. "Aren't there more on your leg?" she asked. Kathryn nodded. "Can I see them?"

She nodded again and Aila crawled off her as she kicked off her trousers. When they were gone, Aila gave a sad sigh. This scar was even worse than the one on her side. Most of her thigh was covered in teeth marks. It looked as if a bear had chewed on her, only it was a werewolf. Aila lightly ran her hand along her thigh and looked up at Kathryn. As she stared into her gleaming eyes, she suddenly realized just how much clothes they were wearing. Or rather, how much they weren't. With almost nothing between them, Aila could especially feel the heat radiating from her. Her skin felt almost hot. If she didn't know better, she would think Kathryn had a fever. Aila knew, however, that her warmth was just a side effect of her lycanthropy, and in the cold lands of Skyrim, her warmth was comforting.

"Aila?" Kathryn asked her suddenly.

"Yes?"

"What happened to being fair?"

Aila's mouth twisted into a grin. She moved back and laid her legs across Kathryn. "If you want my pants gone so much, then take them." she said playfully.

Kathryn smiled and obliged with delight. Now they were both almost completely naked, something which had never happened before. It made Aila's heart race, but she did her best to keep a calm demeanor. Kathryn wasn't fooled, though. "I can hear your heart from here." she said.

Aila placed a hand on Kathryn's chest. "You're one to talk." Hers was beating as fast as Aila's.

"With a body like yours, can you really blame me?"

Aila couldn't help but laugh at her comment. "Mine? Look at yours. You have the perfect body." She felt down Kathryn's body as she talked. "Long legs, slender arms, flat stomach..." she paused for a moment when she reached her chest. "... big breasts."

Now it was Kathryn's turn to laugh. "You like my breasts?"

"I love everything about you, Kat. Your breasts are just an added bonus."

Kathryn smirked at her. "One could say the same about yours."

"I don't think so."

"And why not?"

"You saw why, mine are tiny. I might as well not have any."

"Oh, please."

"Did you not see?" Aila asked. Her heart was pounding in her chest. She had no doubt that Kathryn could hear it, but even so, she tried to keep her voice as steady as possible. "Perhaps you need a better look?" She started fumbling with the straps on her smallclothes. Once they were untied, she slowly pulled them away, exposing her small breasts to the cold air and to Kathryn.

Aila could see the desire in Kathryn's eyes as she undressed. Kathryn slid her hand along Aila's body, eventually reaching her breast. Her thumb lightly brushed across her nipple, causing Aila to gasp softly. "You truly are beautiful, Aila," Kathryn said.

Aila smiled at her compliment. "Thank you," she said, before giving her the longest, wettest, and most sensual kiss as of yet.

In keeping with the theme of fairness, Kathryn removed her own smallclothes, with a little help from Aila. Soon she was naked, and Aila couldn't help but ogle her. She was so beautiful. Her skin was tan and smooth, and Aila felt jealous of her breasts. They were so big in comparison to her own. But her eyes... Aila still found her eyes the most beautiful part of her. Those wondrous, glossy, glimmering, sliver eyes of hers, that seemed to glow in the dark.

Aila was almost as naked as Kathryn. Almost. There was still a little of her smallclothes left, however they were soon gone as well. As Aila slid them from her legs, Kathryn positioned herself over her and kissed her once more. While they kissed, Kathryn moved her hand down Aila's body. She pulled apart her legs, a pace that the Aila found frustratingly slow. She knew why Kathryn was moving so slow, though. This was the first time they had done this, and Aila knew Kathryn was watching for a sign. A sign for her to stop, that she had gone too far, but Aila was heartily inclined to let her continue.

When Kathryn received no such sign, she moved her hand to Aila's more sensitive regions. Aila gasped as she softly massaged the sweet-spot between her legs. Her gasps soon escalated into moans as Kathryn moved her fingers faster. Aila was usually a well-mannered woman, and she didn't like to swear much, but when Kathryn thrust a finger inside her, she couldn't help herself. "Oh, fuck..." she moaned. Kathryn smiled at her and continued the repeated motion of her hand. Aila was starting wonder if she had died and gone to Sovngarde. This had been a dream of hers for a long while, but now it was finally happening, and it felt better than she could ever have imagined. She tried to keep her voice at a reasonable level, but that was growing exceedingly difficult as time went on. Every movement of Kathryn's hands sent waves of pleasure throughout her body.

Aila stared Kathryn's glistening, silver eyes. She had been focusing on her hands, but when Kathryn noticed her looking, she smiled at her. "Having fun?" Aila was too breathless to answer, so instead, she nodded. "Good." Kathryn added another finger. Aila barely managed to stifle an involuntary scream. The extra girth made her feel twice as good. Aila didn't think she could last much longer. As the pressure built up inside her, she felt her body begin to contract. Kathryn felt it too. She took it as a cue to intensify her efforts.

Finally it was too much, and Aila began to scream in ecstasy. She didn't even try to muffle herself. She was past caring. All that mattered in that moment was her and Kathryn. After what seemed like hours, Kathryn removed her hand, and Aila collapsed under her, feeling too weak to move. Kathryn laid next to her, gently stroking Aila's side. Aila felt her eyelids grow heavy. How late was it? She managed a weak smile. "Let's... do that again... sometime."

Kathryn laughed. "Anything you want, love."