Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32420582-20150312045445/@comment-5583506-20150312220429

Rashka collapsed on top of the beautiful girls as he came. He released himself first in Sarri, before pulling out and releasing the rest inside Siri. His head was swirling and he had to steady himself by leaning against the wall in order to not collapse to the floor. His fur was all sticky with sweat.

"Fucking hell", he panted. "You girls will be the death of me."

Sarri rolled off from her sister, giggling as she did. "Maybe this one's father doesn't have to kill Rashka then? We seem to be handling that rather well, yes?"

Siri gazed worryingly down between her legs and wasn't all too happy about the mess Rashka had made. "Uhrm? This isn't going to be problem, no?"

Rashka raised an eyebrow as he stumbled backwards. "Was it a problem for you the last time?"

She shook her head. "No."

"Then it won't be a problem this time either", said Rashka assuringly, arrogantly wiping some sweat from his forehead. "Now, the keys..."

Sarri snickered. "They are in the room next to ours."

Rashka dropped his arms flat to his hips, looking at her as if she just had revealed herself as the creator of the Khajiits. "Is Khajiit kidding with Rashka? They were there all along?"

She giggled and pulled some underpants on. "Yep!"

"Dammit, woman!" sighed Rashka and started to pull up his pants, hiding his still stiff member. "This one just doesn't have the time to fuck around. He is to be sentenced to death, you know? If the guards make one sweep in the cellar, only to find out that this one is not there, there will be hell to pay."

"So go", said Sarri and approached him seductively, laying her arms around his neck and kissing him. "But remember that Siri and Sarri will always be available whenever you want to..." She blushed. "... have a good time... and give us a good time as well..."

He couldn't argue with that. Being the daughters of a respected and feared crime boss probably meant no interaction with strange men. They were basically just as craving for physical attention as he was, and what was then wrong with given them what they needed?

He bent down and kissed her glorious tits, before fondling them. "This one will return one day", he said with a smirk. "But that will have to wait. Right now, he has a fellow Khajiit to save from his fate."

Sarri moaned slightly as he kissed her breasts. "And Sarri and Siri will be waiting for that day, Rashka the Bastard..."