So here's something where Lae inadvertently turns Kee on...Because this is what keeps me up at night...thinking of ways an innocent young woman can turn on a lizard man. lol
It was cold. Too cold, if Xal-Kee was asked. But then again, even if he was he wouldn't be able to say much of anything beyond a hiss or a gurgle.
So despite every chance he took to try and warn all the stupid people with him and his stupid Breton girl that it was going to rain soon (And maybe we should find a place to stop now because if his blood gets any colder than now he will simply pass out and be damn useless). And where Laelette was involved he could not be useless. She was defenseless with that magic repressing rune collar around her neck.
His obnoxious hand motions and attempts to throw Laelette over his shoulder and stalk back to the inn the group passed by twenty minutes ago were thwarted by the Bosmer that kept thinking he was trying to have his wicked way with his Breton.
Xal-Kee has to roll his eyes.
As if his silly woman-child was of any interest to him in that way. Preposterous.
She was far too pure for the likes of such carnal endeavors and he would not stand for Laelette to be exposed to such...things.
Regardless to his failed attempts to get his Laelette to a more comfortable shelter with fire and food, the group consisting of him, Laelette, Khepri, and Breyela were cramped into a cold, dripping cave that was hardly big enough for them all.
As such, Xal-Kee had made in a point to keep his shivering charge warm be keeping her in his lap and wrapping himself around her. His own tail lay heavily in her own lap and he sighed as she ran her delicate fingers over it in long, soothing pets.
It was dark and the other two were already asleep. His Breton was having a hard time getting comfortable.
Laelette huffed and leaned back against Kee to glance up at him. He stared back.
"This isn't working."
It would work just fine if you didn't move as much. Kee thought to himself before leaning his own head back against the cave wall in exasperation.
"The ground is cold, I can't sleep sitting up." Laelette continued to whisper her complaints. "Kee, let me lay down."
Without another sound Kee shifted lower to the ground so he was laying down, the cave just deep enough that stretching out his legs didn't get them caught outside. Then he help his charge turn to face him.
Which...now that Xal-Kee can see better now adjusted to the light isn't well...Kee blinked up at the figure on top of him, her skirts pulled up from wriggling and shifting so much, her leggings protected her mostly, but they were still littered with holes. The braids her bright hair had so painstakingly been put in ha long since been torn out and needed a good brush. She leaned in closer to him, curling around him and pulling his cloak to wrap around them both in a little cocoon of warmth.
Kee lay absolutely still, arms at his side, unsure what to do with them. Laelette may only be a young woman, but she was still a woman, and suddenly Kee found himself regretting her demands of letting her lay down. Because there really was only one feasible place she could lay without the ground sucking away too much of her warmth. Kee swallowed thickly as his Breton contently lay her head on his chest and breathed out. He shivered as it brushed his collarbone.
"Kee, are you still cold?" Laelette fretted, every breath a tease against his collarbone. He wanted to say no, or shake his head, because maybe this was a bad idea, he'd never been particularly close with a woman of any race. His first owner, an Argonian shaman had been a woman. But she hadn't been nearly as soft and small as his breton. The feeling of her body pressed against his wasn't unpleasant either, just...not expected. The space where their bodies pressed closely to one another was warm, he could feel every breath she took and found their breaths in sync. It was so unbarably comfortable he had to keep his arms from encircling her, bringing her closer to him, wrapping his tail around her a leg so she couldn't escape.
His thoughts were getting dangerous. He shouldn't think things like this. He can read Laelette like a...ok so no, he can't actually read a book, but if he could he would say he could read it as easily as the expressions that cross Laelette's face.
Laelette's shifting broke him away from his thoughts as he felt her soft hands run down his arms clumsily. He hissed had tried to move them away from her touch, but with the cloak around them all he could do was move them up and around her waist. Which, from the contented hum and unconscious pet from one of her hands is exactly what she wanted.
Curse this damned girl. She's a danger to herself and to his control.
Her own arms hugged his sides and warmth was a plentiful thing now as she murmured a 'good night, Kee' to him. She passed out not long after leaving Xal-Kee the only one up with a mind stuck on the shape of her molded to him. He felt heat climbing his neck and face, no one was awake to witness his undoing anyways so fine.
He brought a large hand to her head and pet her unbrushed hair affectionately in the quiet of the night and rain. He lay like that for gods know how long and simply soaked up the feelings his breton invoked in him. She really was far to pure for him.
Xal-Kee fell asleep to nothing but warmth and his breton curled up on him.
Kee woke up to sounds of bodies shifting and popping. Some time during the night the rain had stopped and the sun was doing a rare job and providing warmth.
Kee was on his side, having shifted in his sleep, but Laelette, ever the living, breathing human blanket was still curled up close to him. One arm wrapped around him, along with a leg. He could still feel her skirts bunched up between them while her other leg seemed to have been pulled between his legs as his tail curled around her ankle.
His head lay against his pack and eyes refused to open just yet. He squeezed his arms around her tighter; Laelette mumble something incomprehensible in her sleep and shifted to accommodate his selfish demands. Her leg between his shifted then and he took a sharp in take of breath that brought wakefulness to the forefront of his mind. Blue eyes snapped open as he realized the heat that bad been pooling low in him.
His tail twitched unconsciously around her ankle and he had to make a conscious effort not to squeeze it tight enough to break the bones.
Kee was so mortified that he actually wanted to physically bash his head into the cave wall right now.
Their two other traveling companions, Khepri and Breyela were already starting to get up, Laelette would be asleep until he woke her, but how the hell was he going to fix himself if they were wrapped around each other like this?
Kee shuffled one of his hands free from their cloak cocoon to smack himself on the face as he groaned. That was when Breyela turned to him to stare. He didn' met her eyes.
"...You better not have what I think you have right now against her or I will kill you." she said suspiciously.
Kee made an unpleasant noise of defeat.