CatDance #3

When finally the Khajiit and the Bard returned, somewhat disheveled but laughing, Ubergard looked up with a smile. “A new position?” she surmised. Mikael smiled mischievously at Ubergard. “Every time I learn something new. Tonight, I got a very up-close and personal examination of the exact spot where the Khajiit tail meets the Khajiit butt.” Kitty added, “and what precisely happens when you scratch it there!” Ubergard, long used to such sexual details by now since living with Kitty and even moreso with Red, just smiled and nodded, as if she had a clue about what they meant. “Well, let’s be going back to the castle, Uber. Mikael, if I don’t see you before then, I’ll see you in a week!”
“Goodbye Kitty,” he said, giving her a big hug. “Goodbye Uber,” he said, making sure to give her an even bigger hug to match her stature. “You know, you really don’t have to do that every time, Mikael,” Ubergard said, noting the scent of female Khajiit all over him and finding it somehow reassuring. “Oh, it’s just a hug Uber. Besides, every time I see you I can’t resist shoving my face in there!” Ubergard smiled, knowing full well there was a bit of truth to that. He was male after all. “Goodbye Mikael. See you in a few days.” “I’m already looking forward to it!”
With that, the two left the tavern and began the walk back to Kitty’s castle. “Say, did Mikael ever tell you what that ‘proposal’ business was all about?” “No, now that you mention it. Why?” Kitty turned up to look at Ubergard. “No matter, I’m sure he’ll tell us when we’re on our way.” “Think Red is back yet?” “Not likely. She usually doesn’t get back till daybreak…” Kitty nodded, smiling. “…and then sleeps all day!”
“She sure has been in a good mood though since she started seeing the Jarl again. Kitty, I really think she will move out eventually. Have you considered taking on more help around the castle?” Kitty nodded agreement. “Yeah, it’s probably just a matter of time now that things are going well for her. Someone from the Tails do you think? Maybe Cheetah and Udaran?” “Probably. We know them best, and you wouldn’t want to invite someone that you later find you don’t get along with. I’m sure H wouldn’t mind a couple less mouths to feed and they could easily still work there.”
“Think they’d be interested?” “Only one way to know for sure. You certainly have space for them. But I’m also thinking we could use someone else to help me with security too.”
“Oh? Who do you have in mind?” “K’rris would be my choice. He seems to be capable and is comfortable with females obviously. Assuming H would part with him and that you don’t mind a male living in the castle with us of course.” “I’d run it by Udaran first, but if she’s ok with it, he always seemed like a pretty level-headed sort. For a male.” “Maybe we should drop by tomorrow and talk to H?” Kitty nodded, brightening up as they climbed the outer stairs. “It would be great to have more people here. And I can’t see Red having any problem with it. In fact, if they move in soon she may not need to lean on the Jarl while we’re gone. I’m sure she’d prefer that.”
“So… um… do you suppose…” Kitty stammered. “Feeling lonely already?” “Kinda. It comes and goes, but I would appreciate having someone to stay with me tonight. It feels emptier without Red.” Ubergard nodded and followed Kitty to her room. “I’m sorry Uber. I can’t help it. I just feel so much better with someone beside me.” “Don’t tell anyone, but I do too. You really don’t need to apologize.”
Kitty was surprised at this uncharacteristically vulnerable side of Ubergard. “You? Honestly?” “Oh, sure. Once I get comfortable with someone like you and Red, I’m really not all that much different than you two you know.” Kitty nodded as she put her outfit away and changed into her nightgown. “Well thank you Ubergard. But… one thing.” The big Argonian looked down at her curiously. “Yes?” “That armor. I know you don’t like to take it off. But those shoulder guards. They’re pretty hard and pointy.”
Ubergard laughed, “Oh, now you get picky! No problem. I’ve got a bikini I can use as nightwear. Sorry but I’m not Udaran after all. I can’t sleep in the nude.” “Awww,” Kitty feigned disappointment. “And you have such nice pillows too!” Ubergard looked down at herself. “Why thank you for noticing! Yes. Yes, I do!”
It was when Ubergard returned wearing a reptilian bikini that Kitty realized she had only ever seen the giantess in her full armor or stark naked. “Looks nice on you Ubergard! No offense at all, but since you and Muz-Ra shed your last skin, your scales are really beautiful!” Ubergard just smiled in answer and got into her side of the bed. “Goodnight Ubergard. And thanks again.” “It’s truly my pleasure. Goodnight.”
Kitty was soon snoozing lightly while Ubergard watched her breathe. Almost reflexively she stroked the Khajiit’s fur lightly and felt the warm body shift and wriggle a bit closer. Closing her eyes, Ubergard considered her feelings. Not for the first time, she wondered if her own repressed sexuality was more drawn to the feminine or the masculine. She really wasn’t at all sure. She certainly had her own needs and desires, but they tended to be… unspecific when it came to details. Her youth, though not yet gone, was certainly passing. Yet her most passionate desire was to protect those she cared about, not to ravish them herself.
“Well, someday I’ll figure it out I guess.” she finally thought to herself. “For now, this is nice. But tomorrow I’m going to work out harder. This line of thought is too distracting.” With that thought, she enfolded her Khajiit friend in her arms and fell to sleep herself, her last thoughts being,“This is what I am. I’m a natural guard. I protect.“

CatDance #2

Later that night when most of the patrons had left and only the hard-core late night crowd remained, Kitty and Ubergard found themselves sitting at a table in the back with Mikael. “I don’t know how you manage it Kitty! Anywhere else you’d be run out of town in that outfit, but here they love it!” Mikael exclaimed incredulously as the Khajiit modeled tonight’s dancing outfit before him. “It’s like you always say, Mikael, you’ve got to know your audience! And what about you, do you love this outfit?” Kitty asked coyly.
“Do you have to ask? The minute I stand up, it will be obvious! Oh, that reminds me Kitty, do you remember I told you about my annual pilgrimage back to the Bard’s College right?” “You go back to catch up on your skills and meet you’re old tutors, right?” “That’s it. Anyway, I am going back next week. I thought… well, if you are interested anyway, maybe you and Ubergard might want to come with me? I have a proposal I’d like to give to them, and I’d like you to be there for it.”
“You want us to come with you? But surely there’ll be lots of beautiful ladies there. You wouldn’t want your old cat from Whiterun to ruin your amorous adventures now would you?” Kitty jibed playfully. Their’s was a long running affair, but neither had any illusions about monogamy. It was a mutually enjoyable relationship, but Kitty knew Mikael had other lovers. She herself had none, but she rather liked the idea that, if ever someone interesting did show up, she wouldn’t lose her friendship if she stopped seeing her good friend romantically. He was, in all the right ways, her best friend with benefits.
“Ah Kitty, yes but not on the road! It’s a long way! But seriously, I really would like you to come. And Ubergard is always welcome – especially when travelling a long distance.” Kitty looked up at the big Argonian. “What do you think, Uber? Up for another trip?”
“Where you go, it is my pleasure to follow Kitty. But what about Red? The castle would be awfully lonely for her while we’re gone.” “Well then she can stay with the Jarl. It’s obvious she’s head-over-heels for him, and vice-versa. It might do her good to know that we can take care of ourselves.” The Argonian nodded in agreement.
“Excellent! I leave early in the morning in seven days time. I’ll meet you at the castle. It’s pretty much on the way anyway.” “It’s a deal. And a really sweet deal for you too now that I think about it.”
“Well, I do look forward to sleeping out in the wilds with a couple of beautiful females like you two, but how do you mean?” “You get free protection AND you get to take your pussy with you!” laughed Kitty, provocatively lounging in the chair Mikael just vacated. “Well, yes… there is that. Figured that out, did you?”
“Yes, silly, just don’t think I didn’t know what’s in it for you! But… would you mind staying monogamous for this trip? I mean it. You know I’m not the jealous type, but I’d rather not have to see it you know.” “Kitty, you might be surprised just how ‘yours’ I already am.” “Oh stop. Just for this trip. I’ll make sure you don’t miss it too much.”
“Oh? And how will you do that?” “Come up to the bedroom and I’ll show you!”
With that, Kitty and Mikael left Ubergard. Ubergard was not offended. She had long ago accepted, and then even began to appreciate her special role in her friend’s lives. Always a background presence, ready to come to the rescue should violence suddenly present itself. Others surely would resent that, but such was her personality that she actually loved it. She was the rock that they could depend on, and she was happy to be that rock. Even if sometimes it meant that she was left alone on occasions like this. However, in reality she was somewhat softer than a rock, even if she wouldn’t admit it.

CatDance #1

“Really Red, I don’t understand why you don’t just go ahead and move in with the Jarl. Everyone knows you and he are lovers!” Kitty said as the three lounged around up on the battlements, once again admiring the sunset.
“It’s just… we’re so happy right now, I’m just afraid constant daily life with each other might kill the romance,” Muz-Ra replied. “Or it just might turn into something deeper you know.”
“Well, we’re in no hurry. We’ll get there eventually. Or maybe we won’t.” “That’s ok, as long as you know that there’s nothing tying you down to live here. You’re really not even an employee anymore. After all, you outrank me now Lady Muz-Ra!”
“Oh, don’t give me that. You’ve just hit on why I’m not ready to move in permanently yet. There’s all that… protocol! I hate it! And really, I still value my independence. Plus…” “What?” “You and Ubergard… You’re my family!”
“Oh Red, and you are ours and always will be! You don’t have to live with us for that.” “Would it help if I said I like it here?” “Sure. I shouldn’t pry. You and the Jarl have your own ways. I just want you to be happy.”
“And that’s just it. I am happy, and so is Balgruuf. I’d hate to do anything that might change that.” “Like marriage?” Ubergard asked, speaking up for the first time.
Red sighed. “Well, yeah. That too. I mean, what’s the point of marriage when you can’t have kids?” “Commitment?” offered Ubergard.
Muz-Ra just shrugged and they all spent a long time just looking up at the sky enjoying each other’s company in silence. It was a family… of a sort, Kitty mused.
Finally Muz-Ra rose. "Well, I’d better get going. Mustn’t keep the Jarl waiting!“ "Ok. We’ll be at the Bannered Mare if you ever manage to tear yourself away from him!” laughed Kitty. “Thanks, but if I ever do leave to meet you guys there, its because he tore himself away from me!”
“Well… see you in the morning then.” Kitty said as Muz-Ra headed out of the balcony. “Have a good time!” Ubergard called. “You too Uber, Kitty. Say ‘hi’ to Mikael for me.

Queen Muz-Ra #21 (conclusion)

The next morning, Irileth posted a notice in the marketplace that the Jarl would come out to give an announcement at noon. When that time finally came, both the Jarl and Muz-Ra, now clad in her favorite gold bikini, came out from Dragonsreach and walked together down the stairs to the last landing, where the people waited in anticipation of the news.
“Citizens of Whiterun and people of the realm. I have the honor today to introduce you to my close friend, the Argonian, Muz-Ra of Castle Kitty. I suspect most of you have seen her before. A lot of her.” A short cheer came up from the crowd before the Jarl gestured for quiet again.
“As some of you may have surmised by events yesterday, for some time this lady has been my lover. Because she is an Argonian, in my stupidity I kept this a secret. My mistake was not believing in you, my loyal subjects, to accept this relationship as real, meaningful and acceptable.” The Jarl paused for a moment.
“Yesterday, the brave and extremely buxom lady… (at this another cheer came from the crowd, though mostly from the men) …as well as you, showed me how wrong I was. But there is more… Two days ago, I sent a letter to her, offering her a marriage proposal.” At this, another cheer sounded, but this time from male and female alike.
“But…” the Jarl began, though he had to repeat himself to get the crowd to quiet down. “ BUT, yesterday I was heartbroken to learn that my proposal was rejected.” “Aww!” came the answering response from the people and faces turned decidedly down. “Rejected… until such a time that the Argonian and Khajiit people of my domain can live in peace and equality with the rest of you loyal citizens.”
“I intend to see that day happen. To that end, today I have rescinded the wrong-headed and divisive law excluding access to the city of Whiterun to all Khajiit and Argonians who wish to visit or reside here. This change may be met with resistance by some, but I believe it is the right and proper thing to do for the tailed subjects of my realm.”
“Further, for my love for her and for her courage and faith in you, my Whiterun citizens, which I lacked – I have bequeathed upon her the official title of Lady and Consort of the Jarl. I expect all the citizens in my realm to treat her with the respect such a royal title infers. Thank you all for coming. That is all.” Once again, the crowd yelled their approval as the Jarl turned to Muz-Ra and kissed her. Then together, the couple turned towards Dragonsreach.
As the Jarl and Muz-Ra, the new Consort of the Jarl, turned back up the stairs, she caught a voice she recognized. Muz-Ra turned back to look at the crowd, now dispersing. Then she noticed two figures who had been at the back. Both had tails. One, small, clad in black and fur. The other unusually tall and covered in scales and tight-fitting black mail.
Muz-Ra waived back at her friends. “I’ll be back at the castle in a couple of days!” she called to them, adding “IF I CAN STILL WALK!
The Jarl gave her a sharp slap on her butt. "Ok, ok! I’m going!” she yelped and laughed, and the two walked back up to Dragonsreach to continue their Un-Honeymoon. *…The End of Queen Muz-Ra. More stories to come after a short hiatus.*

Queen Muz-Ra #20

“Irileth? Are you OK?” Muz-Ra asked, a bit concerned for the Dunmer. Surprisingly, Irileth gave Muz-ra a strong hug!“ Oh Muz-Ra. You’ve really done it now!” “Do you think it will help?” “What, you mean help inter-species relationships? Oh, I don’t know. But on behalf of all non-Nords in Skyrim, I thank you for your bravery. I may end up having to behead you, but one thing I can promise – you won’t be forgotten even so. Not after that display! ” Muz-Ra sighed. “No, I’d say not. I’d like to see the Jarl though.”
Irileth composed herself somewhat. “Oh, he’s on his way. Word arrived just a few minutes ago about the ‘crazy Argonian’ riding through town naked.” “Say, would you mind returning this horse to Skulvar? I couldn’t afford to buy it outright. And make sure to get my gold bikini back from him, ok?” “It will be an honor. I might just buy her myself. If the worst should happen, know that you have my utmost respect anyway. It was a risky but noble effort. Only time will tell if it had any effect.”
The door swung out and the Jarl himself emerged, eyes wide when he saw the crowd on the steps below, but changing to a look of shock and awe at Red standing before him, naked to the world and looking back at him defiantly. “Hello Balgruuf. I… I had to do it if we were ever going to become anything but midnight lovers, I had to break that stupid law and make them see me as an equal. No matter what happens, I refuse to regret it. If you were serious… if you really want me to be your wife, they have to deal with it. Better get everything out in the open now when you can still change your mind.” “Are you quite finished?” Balgruff asked, with a stern look on his face. “Well… um… yes!” she finally said, striking a resolute stance.
“You defy my laws, you ride through the town like a harlot, you ignore my letters, and now you stand defiant before me as if what you did was right?” Muz-Ra was undaunted by his tirade. “Yes, I did all of those things, and I was right.” “Do you know what you sound like to me, Muz-Ra?” “No, Balgruuf. What do I sound like to you?”
“You sound like a queen.” And with that, the Jarl took Muz-Ra up in his arms, laughed and carried her to the stairway where he kissed her in full sight of the watching crowd below.
The cheer from the crowd drowned out their words to each other, but Muz-Ra stepped down and bowed to the crowd in acknowledgement, then turned back to the Jarl.
Leaping into his arms and straddling strongly him with her legs, she nuzzled him under his chin, eyes closed. The cheer was renewed as Muz-Ra whispered to him, “an Argonian kiss, Jarlyhorse.”
When he carried her back into Dragonsreach, the cheering became almost deafening. Before she had passed within though, she nodded to Irileth to remind her of Ice, and the Housecarl took the reins and began walking the white horse back to the stables.
Later, the crowd had dispersed and the news traveled quickly of the events in Whiterun that day. The stories told, though, did not go into detail on what activities the Jarl and the Argonian enjoyed within their chambers inside Dragonsreach, but the adults had a pretty good idea.
Regardless, no one saw the Jarl or the Argonian till the next morning and there were no beheadings that day.

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