Here's the second chapter...enjoy
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Chapter 2
Arvina sulked quietly as M'raaj-Dar prepared dinner. It wasn't that she hated the Khajiit's cooking. In fact, she loved it. That only made her sulked harder.
"Dinner's ready," the Khajiit in question said, placing a bowl of steaming stew in front of her.
She took a spoonful and tried it. It was delicious. She scowled at M'raaj-Dar, who recoiled slightly.
"Why is it every time you cook something, it tastes good?" she said gloomily. "But when I cook something, someone winds up in the chapel or in the Mages' Guild, looking for a cure."
The Khajiit smirked at the memory.
Once when they had visited Jauffre, she had brought him some cupcakes with arrowroot sprinkles. M'raa-Dar had used every sign language known to all the races in Tamriel to warn Jauffre, but being the polite Breton that he was, he had eaten one. Needless to say, they had to bring Jauffre to the Chorrol chapel to save him.
"You can cook just fine, Arvina," M'raaj-Dar said. "It's just that, sometimes you go overboard or use ingredients most people use in poisons. But when you cook normal stuff, it normally turns out okay."
Arvina merely huffed.
They finished their dinner quietly and prepared for bed.
As Arvina stripped down to her undergarments, M'raaj-Dar took a quick glance.
Her entire body was evenly tanned, and she was well-muscled. There were no scars of any kind on her body.
The Khajiit smirked.
After taking off his robes and putting on his own undergarments, he snuck up behind Arvina and seized her by the waist.
She squeaked as the Khajiit nuzzled her neck affectionately.
"Dar!" she cried, squirming. "That tickles!"
M'raaj-Dar chuckled and ceased his nuzzling.
"Shall we 'try' again?" he murmured into her ear.
Arvina sighed. "Pervert."
"But, Arvina…" the Khajiit whined.
The Imperial sighed and twisted around the Khajiit's hold.
"Fine, but we're doing it my way."
The Khajiit grinned and nodded.
Arvina swiftly pushed him onto the bed with one hand, grabbing a rope with the other.
Before M'raaj-Dar knew what was happening, Arvina had tied his hands to the bedpost.
M'raaj-Dar began to get excited.
Arvina slowly traced patterns on the Khajiit's chest, making him shiver.
She straddled his waist, right over his groin and began to buck slowly.
M'raaj-Dar began to purr.
Arvina leaned in close to his face and whispered. "You've been a naughty kitty today haven't you?"
The Khajiit nodded, excitement clouding his judgment.
"I must punish you right?"
Again he nodded.
"I've thought of the perfect way," she whispered.
The Khajiit eyes widened with excitement.
"And…I've decided you can just sleep by yourself tonight."
With that, Arvina got off the excited Khajiit, picked up her own set of robes and went to the bedroom upstairs.
M'raaj-Dar was shocked, but he quickly recovered and tried to follow her but his hands were tied securely to the bedpost.
He looked at them and looked at Arvina retreating back.
"Oh no," he said as he the room door close. He struggled with his bonds again to no avail.
"ARVINA!"
Arvina merely smirked.
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The stones of the underground ruin were very ancient, and though the torches provided light, the ruins seemed to shine with their own inner light, allowing everyone to see well enough.
Grun was impressed; the ancient Ayleids were clearly great architects in their time.
As the group moved on, Grun sensed some of the stones in the ruin shifted and looked up sharply just as Renault and the other Blades dropped their torches and drew their katanas.
"Form up!" cried Renault. "Protect the Emperor."
Immediately, armoured people leaped out from the shadows and attacked the group.
One of them charged at Grun, taking a swing at the dwarf's head.
Grun ducked under the blow and bellowing like a bull, he charged forward and tackled his attacker around the waist, bring him down.
Straddling his attacker, Grun landed several hard punches that dented his attacker's helm, killing him.
He looked up and saw that the Emperor was being attacked by two others and his Blades were occupied with the other attackers.
Grun swiftly picked one the still burning torches and charged towards where the Emperor was making his stand.
He leaped and smashed the burning part of the torch into one of the attacker's head. The man fell, screaming in agony.
This gave the Emperor the opening he needed and he swiftly disarmed and killed the other one. Grun picked up a rock and walked to other man, who was writing on the floor with agony. Several well placed hits with the rock ended the man's agony.
After awhile, the Blades finally managed to overcome their attackers, but at the cost of Captain Renault.
The Redguard named Baurus walked forward. "They're gone for now. Are you all right, sire?"
"I'm fine," said the old man wearily. "Captain Renault?"
Baurus shook his head. "I'm sorry sire, but we have to keep moving."
They moved on quietly until they reached a gate.
As Glenroy unlocked it, Baurus turned to Grun.
"Stay here, don't try to follow us."
Grun just scowled at him.
As Baurus turned away, Uriel turned to look at Grun.
"We will meet again before the day is over," he said, smiling.
The three of them disappeared through the gate, leaving Grun behind.
The dwarf looked around, trying to find a way out. He touched the stone floor and closed his eyes. He found out what he wanted to know.
He turned to a section of the wall, which he sensed was very fragile.
Before he could move towards it however, it collapsed and a giant rat leaped at him.
He caught it by the throat.
The rat thrashed and struggled to get out of his powerful grip.
He squeezed.
The rat stopped struggling and hung limply.
Grun dropped the lifeless body and looked into the darkness behind the broken wall. He sighed and turned to Renault's dead body. After searching for awhile, he found Renault's katana and picked it up, studying it.
He strapped it to his back, shaking his head, it was too long for him, but there was nothing left.
Just as he entered through the broken wall however, he spotted a battered chest.
Opening it, he found something more to his liking, a war axe.
"Perfect," he grunted, and strode into the darkness.
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Grun finds his weapon, M'raaj-Dar gets punished...wat do u think?
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chap 3 coming soon...
