Skyrim Khajiit Fic
Disclaimer: All familiar characters belong to Bethesda Studios. I own F'arrasha.
Chapter 4: A New Plan is Made
I could scarcely believe we had escaped the madness I just witnessed. Then, Hadvar and I saw the dragon fly overhead and into the mountains, away from us. We hid behind a rock, and, as soon as he was out of sight, I collapsed onto the ground, breathing heavily. Every breath was a burning pain as I inhaled and exhaled. I do not know if I was holding my breath, or if I was simply too scared to even breathe, but, it was an amazing feeling for me to finally have made it out of there, alive and in one piece. Perhaps the gods had plans for me as; plans that included being the best thief in all of Skyrim, like the legendary Gray Fox I heard so many stories about. I grinned to myself and Hadvar looked at me, sensing that he too was glad that the dragon had gone away. He told me he had an uncle living nearby in the town of Riverwood and that it would be a good time to stop in and rest.
I patted my stomach, not knowing the last time I had a bit of food. I barely remember anything after I was caught. The guards must have thought that, if I was put on the war wagon, I would be considered a rebel and the Empire would execute me for something I know nothing about. It was an ingenious plan on their part.
We both walked down the cobblestone path, my shoes clicking along the way. This was not the time to be stealthy at all; I was tired and, all I wanted to do was eat and sleep. My heart was still pounding from all of the excitement that, though I wanted to collapse from exhaustion, something in my mind was telling me not to. I followed Hadvar as he led me to Riverwood, killing some wolves along the way. I could not focus on holding my weapons, as they seemed so heavy in my hands. I watched as he cleanly sliced the wolves and skinned their pelts. I looked on in awe at what happened. Hadvar cut them down, though I could see he was sweating and his chest moved up and down quickly. I watched and it was honestly…hypnotic. Hadvar was an attractive specimen; the soldier type. I could tell from his chiseled arms that he really did like to work out a lot. Hadvar sheathed his sword and continued onward. I quickly followed behind him.
We finally made it to Riverwood. It was a small wood-cutting town; I could see the sawmill as we entered. There was not much to do here, but I heard about a mining operation not too far away. Mining and wood cutting seemed to be the only things in this town that were available. Not much in the way to steal, but, then again, there might be. We both walked to the blacksmith and he seemed surprised to see us. He asked if Hadvar was on leave and Hadvar was a bit nervous. He asked if we could go inside and explain everything. It was getting late the sun was setting over Bleak Falls Barrow.
The three of us entered the house and the scent of food caused my stomach to growl. It had been a while since I had a home-cooked meal and, as I sat down, I could barely contain myself as I took bread and meat and began eating it voraciously. There was a woman in the house, as well as a child, and Hadvar began to explain about the encounter with the dragon. I barely heard the story, seeing as how I could almost agree with everything that went on. At least he left out the part about the circumstances on which I was brought there. He said we saved each other's life, so we were even. I downed some water and wine. It was pure bliss to have such a hot meal prepared for me. The stew was salty and had more vegetables than meat, but I was not a picky eater. I was hungry.
It was about an hour or two later, after eating and warming myself by the fire, that I could barely keep my eyes open. They were so heavy and I noticed the woman of the house was preparing a bed for me. She looked at me and I could detect a hint of jealousy as she said,
"You are a very beautiful woman."
I blushed a little, but she darkly remarked,
"You had better not be stealing my husband away."
I shook my head; as much fun as I found in stealing, it was easier to break into a locked mansion with high security than to steal a woman's husband away. I yawned and stretched my body before making my way to bed. Then, I fell asleep. In my sleep, I was dreaming about the attack. The dragon's hot flames were still kissing my fur; I could feel that unnatural heat all over me. The screams of the people surrounding me and the people that were being killed by this thing were filling my mind. I sat up, almost wanting to shout. I was sweating and held my hands to my face for a few minutes. My body was hot, but I was too scared to go back to sleep. I could see those people that were dying and being killed by that dragon. I stood up and put on some clothes that were left for me. They were hardly flattering, and were not easy for me to move in. I tossed away the shoes and walked outside into the night air.
The town was asleep, though there was the occasional goat rustling and the insects chirping. I looked around the back and saw Hadvar, in the river, taking a bath. His clothes, armor, and sword were all in a pile as he was taking a bar of soap and washing himself with it. An evil thought occurred to me and, as I saw, he was in a deep part of the river. I crept as quietly as I could to him, cursing in my head that the dress was not what I wanted to be sneaky in. I then took cover behind a bush and slipped my clothes off.
The moon was perfect, and seeing Hadvar's hard body, his strong, hairy chest and short hair was enough to keep me alert. I dipped my now nude body into the river and swam underneath the surface, holding my breath until I was deeper. Something in my body was burning, but, this time, it was not exhaustion.
It was lust.
I came from behind and stood tall. Wrapping my legs around his waist and my tail down one of his legs, I began kissing him in the shoulder, nuzzling him for comfort. He did not know what to make of it at first, but, as he turned, he saw me, in all my nude glory. He picked me up and we began kissing. He was rough; he seemed to be a soldier first and he must have been lonely. I do not know if he had anyone, but, tonight, he did have someone; me.
We continued kissing and I could feel him groping my backside as I purred, almost groaned, in pleasure. I gladly bent over backwards, allowing him to see my breasts and he enjoyed them; lapping his tongue in-between them. I entrenched my claws into his skin, and he growled in both pain and pleasure. I was groaning too; his tongue was as sharp as his skill with a sword; the way it sliced through my flesh and my soul.
My head and body bent over backwards as I felt him go deeper in my, touching my very inner womanhood. This was a first time for me; the lust I was feeling for the man that saved me. Was there something more to this than simple earthly pleasures? I felt him pick me up and place me on my back. He was over me, still continuing making love to me. We were near the saw mill, but we were concealed by some bushes and logs. Finally, I felt it. I felt his touch. It was a new feeling for me; one that I could not seem to grasp. It was like I was completely vulnerable in his arms, yet, I knew nothing could hurt me. I laid down on the grass for a moment, allowing what just happened to process in my body. I was tired, but, this time, I was glad I was. Then, I fell asleep.
In the morning, Hadvar was near me in my bed. I was nude, but the clothes I wore the night before were still near me. I grumbled to myself,
"I can't wear those. They confine me. I need to be limber."
Hadvar touched my hair, grinning,
"I know what you mean. You Khajiit are extremely limber."
I looked back at him and said,
"Thank you."
Hadvar kissed me on the lips,
"Don't mention it."
I held his hand,
"I need to leave now, but, I just want you to know I will be back for you."
Hadvar nodded,
"I'll be waiting for you."
I clutched the cloth blanket to my chest; I would be back for him. This was a promise. Once I become the best thief in Skyrim, I will return and steal him all for myself…
Next Chapter:
A brand new journey!