Playing The Elders Scrolls Legends made me want to play Skyrim once again, which i moded to make a really big Khajiit (A Cathay-Raht, basically)
And surprisingly enough, there is not that much Khajiit being drawn (Adult themed or not) So, i decided to draw one. A big one.
Tried some more stuff, like a smooth lineart. I think it work well but i could improve it again.
*Drawing increased to 34*
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The Argonian couldn’t believe the nerve of that Khajiit swine. To have the gall to steal his precious amulet while he bathed! It wasn’t worth much, even he knew that it wasn’t, but it had sentimental value to him and he would do whatever it took to get it back. Which was why he was sneaking up to the backdoor of the house he knew the feline was inside of. He produced a lock pick, slowly making the tumblers turn to gain access to the wooden lodge. With a satisfying click, the lizard man grinned widely and pushed the door open. Sneaking inside and shutting the door, the Argonian could make out light coming from a room down the hall. Slowly proceeding, he was hoping to catch the cat unaware.
When he pushed the door open, however, he got quite the surprise. The Khajiit the Argonian was going for was openly lazing on what appeared to be a bed of red pillow, draping an arm behind as the other rested in view. Silver fur coated the large and buff feline, turning white near the chest and having accented black stripes all over the body. A tight fitting loincloth about the Khajiit’s waist did not leave anything to imagination, a little tuft of fur showing over the band. The tail twitched as the cat’s blue eyes gazed into the Argonian’s.
“This what you seek, yes?”
The Khajiit brought up the hidden hand, holding onto the chain of the lizard man’s amulet. Slowly the feline lowered it again out of view.
“This one has a proposition for you. It is a cold night out and Khajiit could use a bed mate. In return, this one will give you what you seek without fight or hesitation.”
The Argonian swallowed the lump in his throat, the buff khajiit having played him like a bard plays his lute. He would do anything for his amulet. No matter the cost.