Learning some new things.

The two of you cuddled silently in the tub for a while, just enjoying each others presence. Once again, you began to purr, something Nacius found amusing, he began to chuckle, causing you to look up at him.

"You know Sanna can't help it!" You say, grinning.

"Doesn't make it any less cute." He says.

The two of you chuckle and tease each other, over time, Nacius began asking more and more questions about your people, questions about religion, more questions about moon sugar, all of which you tried to simplify for him to understand, but no matter what, he just couldn't wrap his head around the more "alien" aspects of your culture...

"So wait the spiritual leader of your people has a headdress that is so damn heavy and cumbersome that he can't move? Why!?" Nacius asks, a look of confusion on his face.

You laugh at his question, there was something about his curiosity that was just adorable to you.

"They wear it as a symbol of unity among the Khajiit, and they don't wear it all the time, when the Mane needs to be out and about doing things, they wear a... less cumbersome head dress, one with only a few braids. Does this answer your question Nacius? Or do you have more for Sanna?" You ask with a chuckle.

"I still have many love, I hope i'm not pestering you with any of this, it's just baffling to me I guess." He replies.

"No! These questions do not bother Sanna at all, she finds your ignorance of Khajiiti culture kind of cute." You say, squeezing his side.

Nacius blushes after you say this, you just continue to laugh.

"So, kind of off topic, but still in the same vein..." Nacius says, looking away from you.

"What is it?" You ask.

"Well... you ever been with anyone else back in Elsweyr?" He asks.

You had actually been in a few short relationships in Elsweyr, only one of them became... intimate. You felt embarrassed thinking back to these past relationships.

"Yes... although if it makes you feel any better, none of them were very long, and only one of them was.... close." You say, feeling embarrassed and shameful.

"That's fine, I've had a few failed relationships myself, I'm hoping this is going to be the one that sticks." He says, smiling at you.

You smile back and lean up to give him a quick kiss.

"Well, judging by how things are going with us, Sanna doesn't think she'll be ditching you any time soon." You say, chuckling.

"Gods, I'm going to miss you when I get back to work..." Nacius says with a laugh, but his face looked sad.

"Don't worry love, you gave me this place, you'll know where to find me when you're done!" You tell him, curling up into his side.

After a moment of silence, Nacius clears his throat, but he sounded nervous about whatever he was going to say.

"I don't want for things to seem weird, but I'm curious..." He says.

"Well, ask away, Sanna doesn't mind weird questions, she's already answered quite a few strange questions already!" You say reassuringly.

Nacius rubs the back of his neck, he's beet red once again.

"Well... what's the difference between uhh, Khajiit "parts" and human "parts." He asks, hiding his face in his hands.

You began laughing, admittedly you found this question strange, but coming from the great beacon of curiosity that Nacius was, you expected a question like this.

"Oh Nacius, one day, I'm going to start asking all about Imperial culture, as bland and boring as it is." You say laughing.

"Hey! My culture can be interesting... though admittedly not as outlandish as yours, at least from my perspective." He says.

"Sanna doesn't know Nacius, she finds the way some of your people live strange, or some of the art your people make!" You reply.

The two of you laugh for just a moment before you figure that you should answer his question.

"Well, to answer your initial question, there are differences, many... tiny... uncomfortable differences." You say, shuddering.

"How so?" He asks.

"Well, Khajiit have ehh... little barbs... these do not feel very good, actually kind of painful." You tell him.

Nacius recoils and sits there with his mouth open.

"What!? Oh gods... I don't even know what to say." Nacius says in complete and utter shock.

You look to him with a grin.

"Sanna does not miss it, she prefers yours..." You say, looking down at his soft member.

Nacius blushes once again and you swear you can see his dick twitch slightly at this comment.

"Uhhh... thanks?" He says rubbing the back of his neck.

You chuckle. "Haha, Sanna should be thanking you, love. You do not have these barbs, Sanna is very grateful for this." You say.

"So are... are all Khajiit like that?" He asks.

"Sanna is not sure, she would find it strange if an Ohmes had barbs, perhaps it depends on what you are born as, she does not know, the one she got intimate with was a Cathay-raht." You reply.

"Ohmes? You're gonna have to run that one by me again." He says.

"Hariless Khajiit, they look more like Bosmer than Khajiit now that she thinks about it, most of them get these intricate tattoos that resemble stripes to look more like what you would consider a "normal Khajiit". The Ohmes-raht have very little fur and even have a tail though." You reply.

"Huh... What kind of Khajiit are you?" He asks.

"Sanna is Cathay, she is the most common Khajiit there is!" You say, cheerfully.

Nacius chuckles and pulls you closer.

"Don't sell yourself short love, I find you quite unique." He says with a grin.

"So cheesy Nacius, always with the flattery." You giggle.

Nacius looks down at his hands and sees that the two of you have been in the rub for so long that his fingers have began to prune up.

"We should dry off, get out of here, what do you say?" He asks.

"Awww, Sanna was just getting comfortable..."

You pull away from Nacius, stretching your arms up.

"Yes, let's go, we need to get some food and other things for this place after all." You say.

Nacius stands up, holding your hand and getting you up to your feet. The two of you step out and Nacius grabs a pair of old and frankly quite dusty looking towels. You both shake off the towels, getting as much dust off of them as you can before slowly drying yourselves off.

"So what were your parents, do you know?" He asks.

"Well, Sanna's mother was a Pahmar, and even though she never really knew her father too well, she knows that he was a simply Cathay, just like Sanna." You answer.

"Huh, what are the Pahmar like?" He asks.

"Oh ho! Giants! Tall, strong, not as strong as Pahmar-raht though, Sanna actually considers herself lucky that she was not born a Pahmar, judging by how her mother had to duck walking through certain doors, Sanna would've hated that." You reply.

Nacius chuckles and wraps his towel around his waist.

"I woudln't have minded it, I always loved tall women..." He says with a cocky grin.

"Oh hush, you would not like Pahmar Sanna, she would very likely crush you to **** by complete accident." You say.

"Hey, I'm not complaining." He says with a laugh.

You roll your eyes as you continue drying yourself off, realizing that the towel Nacius gave you is now soaking wet, while you are still drenched yourself.

"Damned fur, ugh... Nacius, do you have any more towels for Sanna? Khajiit do not usually use towels to dry off since they are not so effective..." You ask.

Nacius shakes his head. "Sorry love, that's all I got, I can get a fire going in the hearth though, if you want." He offers.

"Sure, Sanna doesn't mind, she would prefer to just lay in the sun for a moment, but Cyrodiil does not get nearly as hot as Anequina." You say.

You wrap the soaked towel around your chest, covering yourself before you pick up your cane. You look back at the tub then to Nacius who was opening the door.

"Uhh, Nacius? How do you drain the tub, surely you don't bathe in the same water over and over again do you?" You ask.

Nacius turns around quickly, his eyebrows raised.

"Almost forgot!" He says before walking back over to the tub, you see him fiddle around the bottom of the tub for a moment before you hear the sound of running water, while also seeing the water level of the tub go down.

"What did you do?" You ask.

"Uncle never really put in any pipes, but he did dig out a little tunnel for the water to flow through, I have no clue where it leads though, there's this little plug thing down here that drains it." He says holding up a tiny chunk of wood wrapped in cloth.

"Your uncle sounds quite smart." You say.

Nacius stands up, tossing the little plug back into the tub and walking back over to the door.

"The old bastard is pretty smart, though he has become quite the lazy sod in his older years though." He says with a chuckle.

Nacius holds the door open and beckons you to step through.

"Pretty ladies first." He says.

"Pff, come up with something new love." You say before walking through the door...