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“Should we head back?” Euden pondered. Their tranquil spot had been cast in gray clouds. A light chill pervaded the air, yet it was still warm enough for the prince to enjoy his usual attire. His companion was similarly content at his side, though her reasons were due to simply not feeling the cold.“Nay, it's of no concern. I spoke to Melsa and she confided that this would be a light rain, little more,” Nefaria explained. The ancient ruler was festooned in her costume as Saint Starfall - one of three that were currently inhabiting the Halidom. Her dusky bronze skin contrasted nicely with the red and white.“If you’re sure. It’s quite brisk today,” Euden commented. His bare arm showed the pinpricks of gooseflesh, but the prince showed no discomfort.Nefaria shook her head with a smile, “I am never cold...though I honor your concerns,” she thanked him. Her head was tilted slightly away, hoping that he didn’t see the slight bloom on her cheeks.This was the fifth time they’d come to this little slice of solemn paradise. She cherished each and every moment that allowed her to cast off the burdens of the past or the day - a boon that she gladly shared with the kind prince himself. It was little wonder that she was merely the latest in an growing number of women that were drawn to him...much to her grief. ‘Oh Euden...you’ve gathered quite the entourage,’ she mused. Thoughts of the paladyn and the wise sylvan, the preacher and the flirtatious archer, and even the likes of the Greatwyrm of Fire crossed her mind. And those were far from the only ones. Regardless, she had come to cherish her time with all of them, knowing that they shared a common trait...whether she wished it or not. ‘Forgive me Ellisane, Cleo, an Mym...I must follow my heart, if only this once,’ Nefaria silently declared.“Pri-Euden,” she softly called, getting his attention. She slowly rose from his side, planting her shaky feet on the ground. “...I have long thought on what gift should confer to you,” she started, only for him to shake his head and smile.“It’s not that big a deal, Nefaria,” Euden explained. His calm dismissal almost made her swoon, but she kept her composure...barely.“Perhaps, yet I would be remiss to not at least explain my boon. So if you’d please?” the ancient queen pleaded. Her tone swayed the prince, and he gave her a slow nod.“Okay…” he stated and fell silent. Nefaria took a deep breath and tried not to turn craven.“I could offer you much, anything that you could wish to have. A new sword, grand armor, even a priceless jewel from the furthest lands are not beyond my reach...but that would be wasted,” she declared, much to his confusion.“A gift should be as precious to the one giving as the one receiving. My time as Saint Starfall has shown me as such. Regardless of what form it takes, the true value is the gratitude and happiness that is exchanged,” she explained“I understand what you mean, Nefaria,” Euden agreed. Her philosophy made perfect sense to him, and made piqued his interest. “Though now you’ve got me curious of what you thought of,” he admitted.Nefaria smiled, trying to hide the anxiety welling within. ‘This is it - the moment of no return,’ she thought. “I offer you the most precious possession of any woman - royalty or commoner. Prince Euden, I wish to give you my last great treasure - my purity.”Nefaria finished her declaration and held her breath. Her hands drew close to her chest, trying to contain the raging tempest in her bosom. ‘How cruel of him to leave me in suspense!’ she lamented. “Well, have you anything to say Euden?” she demanded as she turned back to him.“...Euden?”“Uuugh.”“Are you well?” Nefaria asked as she helped him to his feet. Out of everything that she’d expected to happen, the prince passing out was not among that list.“Am I-? I...Yes I’m okay. But Nefaria...you don’t have to do this for my sake,” Euden tried to dissuade her. “If this is because you couldn’t find anything for me-”Nefaria firmly cut him off. “It is not - I want you to take my purity,” she insisted. Her hands stayed enlocked with his as she pressed on, “You’ve given me one of the greatest gifts, one that I never would’ve thought I’d ever get. Even before that I agonized of how to repay your kindness...and now I’ve found out how.”Nefaria paused to gently grab his other hand and bring it up with hers. He winced at her cold touch, but didn’t pull away. She looked him straight in the eyes - teal eyes shining like a vast oasis. “I ask you, not as a queen, and not just as a woman, but as your friend - Please take my virginity,” she insisted.Euden was stunned by her declaration. A part of him wanted to run - to flee back to the Halidom and desperately try to leave her behind. Her confession, her desire and request...it was almost frightfully similar to Mym’s ‘gift’ to him. Yet while he’d politely rebuffed the Greatwyrm’s offer, the prince couldn’t muster himself to do the same for the reborn queen. “Are you...are you sure of this?” he weakely asked.“I am,” she declared before pushing him towards her. His surprised yelp was cut short as she took his lips in a deep, passionate kiss. Their hands flew up to seize the other’s body. Time swirled over them as the sun flickered in and out of the cloudy sky.They pulled away for air, leaving a thin trail of spit between them. Their gazes locked through hooded eyes before wandering down to the obvious signs of arousal. The Prince looked embarrassed as he glanced down at the tent in his pants.“Should we...um,” Euden trailed off. Nefaria crocked her eyebrow as she followed his gaze to her outfit.“If you wish, We can disrobe apart...but are you certain you do not wish to see me-?” she started, only for him to cut her off. He pointed to a nearby boulder.“That's alright! I'll um, I’ll be back there,” He insisted. She eyed him with scrutinly before giving a nod in consent.“Pray, do not leave me longing, dear Euden,” she cooed with an almost catlike smirk.Euden finished removing the last of his clothes and put them on an outcropping. He nervoulsy collected himself and gave one last look down to his still-hard erection. ‘Well...here goes nothing,’ he sighed before stepping out to join Nefaria.He only made it two steps before he was left numb and in awe. “Wow…”She was reclined against her own bag In the winter shower. Her skirt and top were cast aside, leaving only her headpiece,armlet, cuffs, and heels. The rest of her rich dark skin was on full display. From her solid brown nipples all the way down to her heavily shaved pubes. She slowly opened her legs, exposing the dripping lips of her waiting pussy.The two stared at the other’s bodies, appraising their partners and measuring their worth. “My word,” they simultaneously uttered.A stunned silence followed before they both broke into laughter. Nefaria gave an impish smile. “It would seem I am imprinting on you,” she teased.Her smile thinned as she took on a more sultry look. Her seductive gaze made Euden’s already-firm cock throb. She raised a single, bronze finger and beckoned him. “Come to me, my prince. Let the queen offer you her bosom,” she cooed.Euden eagerly obeyed and settled into her arms.In their earlier passion, the Prince had managed to overlook Nefaria’s unnaturally cold skin. But now he had no such luxury. Still, even with how chilled she felt, the beckoning smile on her lips more than warmed his heart. ‘Besides, this is hardly the coldest thing i’ve dealt with...maybe,’ he mused.His throbbing dick lined up with her pussy. She gave him a single nod - her final consent. He obeyed, with gusto...perhaps TOO much gusto.Even after untold centuries, her body had remained intact, awaiting the day that she would finally surrender her greatest treasure. Much to her joy...and considerable pain.Euden winced as Nefaria’s nails dug into his skin. ‘Something’s wrong - I know sex is supposed to feel uncomfortable at first, especially for...oh.’ “D-Did I just-?” he trailed off before gasping in horror. He attempted to withdraw, but she quickly wrapped her legs around his waist and kept him in place. “Nefaria i’m so sorry! I-”The queen looked at him through her thin tears. She wiped them away with her free hand before shaking her head. “That won’t be necessary. I chose to give you this. J-Just wait with me,” she urged him.Euden nodded and resorted to consoling the deflowered queen. His hands reached back and rubbed her back. Her grip on his arms lessened until she finally let him go. “I am ready to begin. Please go slow,” Nefaria pleaded.The Prince heeded her wishes and started to gently rock his hips. The Queen’s finger’s tightened on impulse, but her nails didn’t pierce him again. She weakly moaned as the pain slowly ebbed away.Neither one noticed the drops striking their writhing bodies. Instead they remained locked on each other. Their hips acted on their own as they leaned in and meshed together anew.The kiss was long and passionate. They kept things shallow and merely nuzzled each others’ tongues. Her hand reached up and tangled her fingers in his hair, pushing him closer to her. They young Prince was happy to be taken further into her rich, dark lips.“F-faster,” she told him. Euden obeyed and doubled his pace, letting the sound of skin clapping echo through their tranquil retreat. Her legs unwound from his hips to aid him in that task.The rain gently came down, caressing them. Euden and Nefaria ignored it, even as gooseflesh covered their skin. They sped up, aided by the cooling shower. The sweat on their bodies was washed away almost as fast as it formed.The Queen was moaning louder now, occasionally reaching up to sharp yelps. Every inch of her body was caught between the cool rain and the storm ranging within. Her very core - her innermost sanctum, was flickering and yearning for the intruder between her legs. ‘I-I never imagined it could feel this good...is it just my body, or is because it’s him?’ she wondered.“Roll me over,” Nefaria urged him. Euden nodded and pulled out. He rotated her around until her stomach was flat on the wet ground. She looked back and urged him back into her sopping wet pussy. His cock reached even further now, making her gasp in delight. “Yes that’s it - take me!” she shrieked.Euden winced at her crass words, but couldn’t muster the fortitude to stop. Her velvet walls called to him - beckoned him back into her shockingly warm depths. Her body was like the night of the desert she once ruled...and in her loins he’d found an oasis.Nefaria’s fingers dug into the dirt. Her ass clapped against the Prince’s loins with every thrust. She felt her breasts scrape against the mud as every smack sent her deeper and deeper into the dirt. Her feet were planted into the ground by her toe-tips.The Queen felt herself tipping over the edge - into the abyss that she’d entered many a time before with the paltry aid of her fingers. “G-Give me your seed!” she begged him.Euden was too close to his own release to react to her command, at least verbally. Instead he sped up even faster until his slippery cock was pistoning in and out of her oasis. He felt her buckle and thrash beneath him as her pussy clamped down. With one last bellow he roared, “Nefaria!” "EUUUUDEN!"Nefaria’s eyes rolled back as she accepted rope after rope of Ableria’s royal seed into her womb. Her legs tightened against his back, pushing his cock deep into her snatch. She was filled to the brim, causing some of the prince’s cum to dribble out of her pussy.Euden collapsed on top of her, taking heavy gulps of needed air. His fingers aimlessly roamed her naked back, appraising the flawless royal skin. Her own fingers lightly grazed his shoulders, tracing circles. Neither one could speak at first, leaving the silence to be filled by the gentle rain.Finally, Euden broke the silence with a raspy groan. “Th...Tha---That was...wow,” he gasped.She couldn’t speak at first, and merely reached up to gently push his head into the crook of her neck. Euden’s labored breathing on her supple flesh made her mewl in delight.“I’m pleased you enjoyed it,” Nefaria finally said. Her restrained, courtly attitude heavily contrasted her dirty, sweaty visage. She reached out and stole his lips for a final tender kiss. Her smile morphed into something more mischievous. “It was indeed quite ‘wow’.”

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Sophie squealed in delight. “Ooh, it's so amazing!” “She turned back to face the great resting dragon behind her. “Thank you so much for your kindness, great Midgardsormr.”The greatwyrm cracked his eye open and looked down at the beaming, buxom wind mage sitting cross-legged by his thigh. He lifted his head a scant few inches from the rocky perch he’d been using as a pillow to face her properly. His rumbling voice echoed through the clearing. “I am pleased you are so enraptured with my respite.”Despite his words, there was a certain warmth in his tone. One that Sophie picked up on easily enough. She offered the dragon a smile of gratitude before going back to the spiraling green mana around them.As the Greatwyrm of Wind, Midgardsormr’s body exhumed pure wind mana. He’d long since ignored this trait of his, only to be interrupted in a light nap by an eager observer and her handful of wind orbs. He listened to her request and ultimately accepted. ‘At least she’s not trying to take my scales.’Sophie was more than content to observe the levitating wind orbs, peering into the spirals of mana within. She didn’t really bother Midgardsormr’s nap with the exception of her joyful proclamations….but he didn’t mind.Her exuberance was endearing, much like that sweet little rose-headed Sylvian. Unlike Melsa, Sophie’s presence did more than just bemused the greatwyrm...in fact, it was becoming a bit of a problem. One that was exacerbated by the vexing plight of his constant libidio.Midgardsormr was never really picky when it came to sating his cravings. Human, sylvian, dragon - it mattered little to him. He could appreciate the fine female form of any intelligent species...and Sophie had quite a fair bit to appreciate.From her tits straining against her tight dress to her shockingly wide hips. Wide enough to grab on and ride her to a sweaty ruin. Her exposed legs might not be so appealing to some dragons, but the greatwyrm was not one of them.Her soft body was perfect to him - everything from her little hands to her big, wide eyes. The greatwyrm’s weary musings turned provocative as he started to imagine her in states of undress. On her back in the grass, hands barely covering her nipples from view. Or imagining her wand stuck between her large tits or fat ass.
‘...Ah.’
Midgardsormr glanced down to confirm his fears. Sure enough, there was something pushing aside the scales on his crotch. A very familiar pulsing thing. ‘Hmph, that’s an issue.’Sophie was too caught up in watching the dancing crystals of wind mana to realize what was happening. She followed the green lights, like a child watching the lanterns of Dragonyule. She subconsciously adjusted her cramped legs, rubbing her plump butt against what she assumed was the ground.The dragon bit back his growls as her cheeks rubbed against his girth. They felt so soft, especially with her dress caressing his sensitive loins.
“Hrmmmmmm.”
Sophie heard his grumbles and turned to face him.“Hm, something bothering you lord Midgardsormr?”Her innocent question, coupled with the generous eyeful of her straining cleavage, was too much for the greatwyrm to contain.
“”GRRRRRLLL!...”
Midgardsormr rose to his feet with a mighty bellow. The shocked young woman was sent flying back in shock. She struggled to get her bearings and asked what ailed the dragon. “L-Lord Mid...gaaaah?”Sophie’s questions died on her tongue as she beheld the loins of the mighty greatwyrm of wind towering over her. A pulsing, fleshy cock that towered over her, thicker than her head. The base was rippling with muscles that reached about a third of the way up. The shaft itself was mostly smooth save for a few grooves near the tip. The head was pointed with a small knob just above the slit.In the face of such a potent threat. Sophie could only eek out a simple, “Oh…”Midgardsormr had the decency to look abashed. “Forgive me young one. I-”Sophie cut him off, shaking and blushing like mad as she stuttered, “N-No no! It’s okay - i-it happens to all of us, right?”“Hrmph. It is still unbecoming of me to react in such a way,” he insisted.Sophie opened her mouth to retort, but had to swiftly close it as something dripped from the tip.‘Thunk!’“Ow!”She rubbed her forehead, trying to dull the sudden pain. Sophie couldn’t see, but she had a suspicion that it had bruised. “That’s gonna leave a mark…” she lamented.The Greatwyrm ignored her plight as he made his decision. “I’m afraid I’ll be taking my leave now. I need to...confront, this issue before it becomes too unbearable,” he explained.With that declaration, he rose to his full height, taking his cock away from her face. The greatwyrm spread his wings and was preparing to take flight, when suddenly-“I-I can help you!”He froze at her offer.His ancient, aged rationale wanted to rebuke her, for her own safety. The carnal side of him however, was eager to accept. Ultimately he was able to think long enough to decline her. “I’m afraid not. I thank you for your efforts, but I ca-”“I’m helping you!”He turned back at her outburst, curiosity abound. The buxom mage was struggling to get out from underneath his dick. Somehow, she managed to roll out of the way of his mighty dragonhood and struggled to her feet, back facing the rock.“I mean...I’ll help you, Lord Midgardsormr. I can use my hands, can’t I?”Midgardsormr found her suicidal overconfidence rather endearing, and offered her a hearty chuckle that almost blew her over. “That won’t be necessary.”The greatwyrm brought his wings in and was consumed in a pillar of light. Sophie shielded her eyes. She waited until the harsh glare had dwindled away before nervously looking back. “L-Lord Midgardsormr?”The dragon had shrunk, considerably so. He now only towered over her by a mere two feet, and was only slightly thicker than she was. His cock had also shrunk, and was now only the length of her arm...up to her elbow. It was still about as thick as her wrist though.Sophie was taken aback by this. “Y-You can shrink?!”Midgardsormr said nothing and allowed her to come to the obvious on her own. “Wait...yeah that makes sense,” she admitted.“Sadly, I fear this is as small as I can go,” he warned her. It was her last chance to back off, especially now that he was getting a more potent whiff of her feminine arousal.Sophie quickly shook her head. “T-That’s fine! I can take it from here…”Just to show her conviction, she reached down and shimmied off her panties. The damp pink garment hit the grass as it came to a stop around her ankle. . The captivating smell almost blasted into his snout. She shuffled one leg free before bracing herself, back against the rock and pussy on display.Against his best wishes, the dragon’s tongue lulled out and quickly slithered over its scaly lips. He stalked over to her and shoved his snout between her legs. “EEEP!”Midgardsormr ignored Sophie’s shrieks and got to work lapping against her folds. His forked tongue dragged against her tender skin, lashing her loins. His cold, pointed nose pushed down on her sensitive clit.“Ahh! L-Lord Mid-grrrrrk.”The Greatwyrm dived into her snatch and lapped up her juices. His razor-sharp teeth passed dangerously close to her loins. But Sophie was too addled to raise alarm, and Midgard was already impatient and ready to move on.He withdrew his head and clambered over her. His throbbing dick lined up with her pussy. Sophie blinked away her euphoria and looked up at him with a mixture of trepidation, concern...and want.“I-I can take it, Lord Midga-aaaah-!” he cut her off as his cock split her pussy. The little groove ran over her lips as she struggled to take him in. ultimately she got half of his dick in her twat before it was dangerously close to puncturing her womb. “L-L-Lor….”The dragon growled, “Just ‘Midgard’ will suffice”. That was the last thing he said before he started to thrust. She was among the tightest thing pussies that he’d ever struggled to fill - far tighter than any dragon, and only a handful of Sylvians could give her a run for her rupies.Sophie’s eyes squeezed shut, trying to stave the flow of tears. Her toes curled in her boots. Her dress rubbed against the rock, slowly wearing down and splitting the threads. She fought the urge to give into the madness - the euphoric pain that nipped at her heels and threatened to swallow her whole.Midgardsormr was also fighting his own urges.even with his shrunken form he felt the cravings of his sealed, draconic lust. He resisted the urge to let his instincts rule, knowing that such a foolish endeavor would only end with her broken...in more ways than one.The buxom mage tried to thrust back to meet him, only for sharp bursts of pain to ruin her attempts. Her pussy was stretched to the limit as she struggled to take in his dragon dick, fought against the coil of musk and muscle pulsing in her tight little body. She reached out and grabbed his shoulders, barely able to cling to his scales.Her slight shift in posture had a devastating impact. Now the little nub on his dick was grinding against the roof of her channel, bringing her to a state of pleasure that no fingers or man had been able to before. She went limp in a silent scream as her body shut down from pure, orgasmic overload...and that was only the beginning.Now it was like every thrust was able to bring her to an orgasm, even as she attempted to ride out the euphoric hell of the last one. Her legs gave out beneath her, with only Midgardsormr’s dick impaled in her snatch keeping her upright. Her nails had dug into his scales and simply frozen in place.The Greatwyrm thrusted for god only knows how long. It might’ve been hours if the now rising moon was any testament. One look at Sophie would make it clear how far gone she was.Her dress was coming apart at the seams, the back already gone and exposing her raw back to the unforgiving stone. A puddle of her juices had formed between her feet, staining her boots. Her body was covered in sweat and kept what little remained of her dress stuck to her skin. She was wheezing, desperate for any lingering chance of precious breath.Her eyes had long since rolled back. Her brain was mush. She could only await the end.With a mighty bellow, he ruined her.One shot - only one shot was enough to utterly fill up her womb. Midgardsormr pulled out of her now-loose pussy and fired the rest all over her body her dress was utterly coated in dragon cum. It covered her shoulders, her face - even her hair was turned white by the copious flow of Greatwyrm jizz.Sophie collapsed to her knees, gasping for much-needed breath. Her head pulsed as she struggled to ride out this orgasmic migraine. She curled up on the ground, trying to pull herself together. She somehow managed to cobble together a single, fleeting word.“M-more….”She barely even whispered it, but the greatwyrm heard her nonetheless. Midgardsormr rolled her onto her hands and knees, exposing her leaking pussy to him. She felt his heavy hands on her back as he stuffed her sloppy twat again... “Oooh, i feel so full.”Sophie sat back against the slumbering dragon. Her hands traced her swollen belly, bloated with the seed of the Greatwyrm. The cool morning breeze blew through the defiled clearing. She was thankful for the winds that blew the stench down river.The buxom mage had passed in and out of euphoria through the night. She’d long since lost count of how many orgasms she’d had, or how many loads Midgardsormr had dumped either into her womb or all over her body. She looked like a back-alley whore who was pregnant with triplets...at least.Thankfully, the cum on her body was easy enough to deal with. Some concentrated wind mana blew it mostly off and just left her with the spunk in her hair. Her clothes were ruined though - that was going to be tricky to deal with until she got back to the Halidom. As for the rest of her...she’d need to make a list.She’d need a healer, one that wouldn’t ask so many questions. That would fix her body at least. The cum itself wasn’t an issue, since the dragon’s seed was inert at the moment. As for getting it all out... wind magic would fix that....probably.She turned back to the greatwyrm. He’d grown back to his full size, though thankfully not until after he’d finally pulled out of her. So she’d cozied up against the exposed chest of Midgardsormr. His cock safely back in its sheath - drained and sated.Sophie settled back, feeling the steady rumble of the dragon’s lungs. “You know, you’re kinda cute when you’re sleeping, Lord Midgard.”

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“Well, we both made it on time for once...how rare.”

Erik thrust his axe into the sand before turning to face her. She came to a stop a few feet away and dropped her own axe onto the ground. Her arms crossed under her generous chest. An expectant smirk on her salty lips.

The two gazed at each other on the twilight-kissed beach. Bodies honed by their respective lives of toil and labor. Skin blessed by the sun and the sea. Skulls propped over their heads, both earned by the trials they’d faced.

They came together.

Captain Karina melted into Erik’s rippled chest.her lithe arms wrapped around his broad neck as she pushed in for a deeper kiss. His hands came up to the small of her back and the ripe curves of her ass. Blonde and brunette tapestries flowed together.

Their liaisons were infrequent, but always welcome. The beach was chosen thanks to its remoteness, intimacy, and the ties that they shared with the sea. Once a week they stole away from the Halidom and came to their private sanctuary, facing the endless waves that carried them through their lives.

Erik’s tongue struck at her lips, demanding entrance. The coy pirate rose to meet him, engaging him in a clash of spit and slobber. Her nails lightly scratched his rugged back. His palm groped her buttcheek in response.

Erik slowly walked her back until she hit a nearby palm tree. The trunk settled between her ass, holding her in place and freeing his hand. Her reached up and cupped her clothed, heaving breast. His coarse touch made her growl into his mouth.

The captain reached up and grabbed the horn of his skull cap.she jerked it off his head and let it drop onto the soft sand at their feet. The castaway was far more gentle as he traced up her nape and dislodged her tricorn hat.

Karina broke away, eyes lidded and a bridge of spit between them. Their heavy breath mingled together where their tongues had once met.she shook off her hat and let her wild blonde locks flow free. She looked every part like the wild spirited siren of the waves.

She grinned at him with a full, toothy smirk. “Eager to start, aye?”.

Erik was far more cordial despite his own yearnings. “We’ve waited long enough - I need you, Karina,” he insisted.

Her brow twitched as he called her name. She averted her gaze and grumbled, “

Hmph

, thought I told you to call me ‘Capn’, I did…”

She turned back to face him, all doubt and indignation gone from her boastful visage. ”But very well - Lead the way, you brute.”

She readied herself for him. Karina knew firsthand that when he wanted to be, Erik could be rough...delightfully so. Her grin widened as he brought up his hand...and softly touched her eyepatch.

“May I?”

Karina’s swagger blew out like a candle. She dumbly nodded and tilted her head down. Erik gently reached back and untied her eyepatch, exposing her hidden eye.

It was just as its kin. Even the faded scratch over her brow couldn’t possibly mar the Queen of the Seas. she winced in the dimming light, but quickly grew accustomed to having her full vision restored.

She blinked away the tears in her sensitive eye and focused on Erik. his loving gaze was...admittingly flattering. But it wasn’t really what she was looking for. Her hand bunched up against his chest belt and pulled him close.

“You’ve got a choice buddy- either you stop staring and rip my shirt off…”

“Or?”

Karina didn’t answer him. Instead, she reached up and ripped open her checkered top. She quickly pulled up her short blouse and exposed her tits. The sight of her erect nipples and lighter-toned boobs struck Erik utterly dumb.

“...Oh.”

She barked with laughter. “Oh, indeed.”

She reached down beneath her skirt and shoved her brown panties aside. The citrus-like smell of her snatch reached his nostrils before her hands shoved him on his knees. “Now get down and deal with this.”

Erik delightfully dived between her legs like a man seeking water. The survivor was drawn to her, to her unfettered blonde pubes and the leaking pusyy lips below. He swiftly started eagerly suckling and slurping on her dripping folds. His tongue swirled around her trembling lips, occasionally brushing her throbbing clit..

Karina growled. Her fists dug into his coarse brown hair. “Y-You Sc...Sc...S-Shit!”

Erik rolled his eyes at her salty mouth - it was a trait of the captain that he wasn’t wholly endeared too, especially from one who also bore noble roots.

‘Then again - running away probably meant she wasn’t so keen to keep up on them to begin with’

he mentally shrugged.

The captain was growing impatient at his coy tricks. She pushed his face into her crotch and spat out, “Enough you fucker! Ram it in!”

His response was a throaty growl as he obeyed. His tongue pierced her folds and started probing around her slick inner walls. “Ha-aah! T-That’s more like it…”

Eirk’s hands massaged her thighs as he dutifully ate her out. His enthusiasm for giving cunnilingus far outshined her more lackluster interest in giving head, so it usually wound up on him to get things started. Besides, she knew a better way to get him going.

The captain’s feet squirmed until she’d freed her foot from one of her boots. She gently laid her sweaty sole against his crotch Her bare foot rubbed against his cloth and the obvious bulge within. Feeling her sandy, succulent toes stroking his arousal spurred the castaway on in his passionate meal.

Karina bit her lip to control her salty tongue as she stroked him off.. She did admittingly find the noble’s fetish...frankly odd. Still, he gave some killer foot massages in return so she was willing to humor him.

‘H-helps his silver tongue is so good too.’

Her hips rolled and bucked as she threatened to drown him. Her pussy was gushing even without being taken over the edge. But she was close - unbearably close.

Too close for her liking. She certainly wanted it...but not this way.

“Ahh S-Stop!”

Erik froze mid-nip. He looked up her stomach, face covered in her juices. “You don’t want to finish?”

Karina shook her head and growled. “Not from your tongue...You know damn well I want, Erik. So drop ‘em and lets get to business~”

Reluctantly, Erik rose to his feet. The tangy taste lingered on his tongue as he reached for his belt. His torn bottoms collapsed to the sand, revealing his bare, expectant arousal. “We should make this quick - the others will expect us”

Karina rolled her eyes as she let her panties drop. Her glistening snatch nicely framed by her skirt as she fired back, “Tch, think I don’t know that, ya curr? How ‘bout a little less yucking, and a

lot

more fucking!”

Erik embraced her, compressing her bare bosom against his. His rippling muscles clashed against her mostly lithe frame. Blonde tresses mixed with dirty brown as he murmured in her ear. “And how shall we proceed, my dear captain?”

She withered in his grasp. His soft voice sounded almost farcical out of such a well-built figure.

‘How the hell is he real?’

she mused before retorting, “Lets see you use that strength of yours, aye?”

He rolled his eyes but honored her request. The same arms that had held her dearly swiftly spun her around and dipped beneath her legs “aah!”

Erik pulled her close to his broad chest, keeping her wrapped up in a tight hold. “As you wish,” he sighed, lining up his dick to her sopping wet pussy. Meaty palms clamped down around her neck as she bucked against him.

Karina sucked in breath as he pierced her loins. The delightful feeling of fullness made her toes curl in delight.“T-That’s more like it, ya lubber. Now g-get movin’!”

Despite their positions, he was inclined to obey. Thier pace was swift- forgoing finesse or grace in favor of sloppy, loud fucking..time wasn’t on their side, and Erik had the insurmountable task ahead of him of sating the legendary Captain Karina - she who could boast to drink her whole crew under the table, and lay with twice as many men.

There was some merit in those tavern tales.

PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP

“OOOF! T-That’s it you bash-shhhiiit!”

The pirate's coarse lips slurred the foulest words as she rattled in his grip. Arms and legs were left flailing between his bulging muscles. Her hips rolled and bucked down to greddily slurp down as much of Erik’s cock as she could take. “F-Fuck yesss!”

‘How uncouth.’

Erik’s thoughts stayed private, detached from his pistoning hips.he did his best to ignore her salty tongue and focus on her unbearably sexy body. It was a shame he couldn’t caress her flailing bosom, but the sight of her twins flopping and heaving under his force was reward enough.

The two rutted on, letting the coastal winds caress them. Shadows grew as the cool of night seeped in. The sun sank beneath the waves and stole the last amber of day. The never-ending horizon melted into the boundless sky, leaving not but flickering starts and arching waves to break the void

As one, they slowed down until even their slapping skin no longer echoed through the empty beach. They kept on in a languid pace as they watched the night sea together.

“G-Goddess be praised, I won’t ever t-tire a this,” Karina gawked. Behind her, Erik gently let go of his hold on her, letting her legs slowly slink to the sands below. Her toes crashed into the loose ground, still held up by his cock in her.

He wrapped his arms around her, making her wilt and bristle. Yet despite her antics, she uttered no oath or curses. Nor did she order him to release her. The captain permitted the castaway a moment's respite as they admired the link that bound them together.

The sea.

On shore or on deck, the night’s ocean had called them for longer than either knew. The deep unknown that lurked somewhere upon the black waters. Some flinched in fear, but others embraced it. Yearned for like precious breath. And the sea would respond, Instilling a sense of longing.

Longing - and need.

She was out of his grasp before Erik could even blink. He glanced down to find her beneath him, still plugged at the hip. Her long hair pooling against the sand as she held herself up by her arms. Karina twisted atop his cock until she was gazing up at him. He felt her piercing glare between her supple mounds. Lithe legs snaked around his backside and gripped him tight. “H-Hup!”

With a grunt, she was suddenly back with him. He barely had time to secure her back before she would’ve gone toppling back to the sand. His other hand settled on her hip. Her own arms wrapped around his neck. He saw the gleam in her eyes - the need.

“Erik - as fast as you can, as

hard

as ya can - Take me to that horizon.”

The need in her voice left him throbbing. He swiftly obeyed her pleas and resumed their wild romp. Wet smacking skin echoed through the beach once more. Sweat mixed between them as their bodies rubbed and undulated together.

Karina howled like a beast in heat. The aching fire in her loins yearned to be doused in the rich seed she knew he had. Her body acted on its own, keeping him close to her. Thighs locked around his hips and restricted his thrusts. Nails dug between his shoulder blades as she called his name.

“ERIK! ERIK! F-FUCKKKK~!”

He ignored the pain - it was a trifle compared to what had come before. He ignored her words - they were remarkably tame compared to what he knew she had. His only focus, his only purpose- was to churn her quim until he could do no more. It was merely a question of which broke first.

Her ship dashed against his rocky shore.

“ERIKKKKKKK!”

Karina’s spasms made it hard to thrust, especially as her tight cunt constricted him to the point of breaking. He struggled to hold her up, relying on her locked legs and sunken nails to keep her in place as his legs ached and groaned. He’d weather on, even as she tried to tear him down. After all - survival was not a luxury.

One after another, she alone was taken over the edge. Erik’s thick trunk of a cock ravaged her flooded hold, sending her back into the climactic sea again and again. Still they fucked, until their sweat overpowered spray. The night cast upon them, leaving not but the silhouettes cast by the rising moon.

Erik’s strained voice called from the dark.

“K-Karina, I’m-!”

“PHILL ME, ERRRICK! GHIIMMIE THA CEEEEEEA”

Erik slammed deep and pumped all his frustrations deep into her womb. The salty sea dog cursed and spat the whole way, even as her glutinous folds milked him for every drop of cum he could offer. Her curses eventually degraded into utter gibberish as she rode out an intense, mind-melting climax.

He kept her down over his cock until he was drizzling out of her snatch and onto the sand beneath them. His legs suddenly felt the full weight of what he’d done as adrenaline left him behind. The two went toppling to the ground.

“Oof!”

She weighed down on his chest, still shivering and plugged up. The sand was irritable to most, but to a man of the isles and a woman of the sea, they may as well be laying on feathers.

Karina stretched out her sweaty muscles and basked in the cool evening air. The captain was in no hurry, despite her earlier demands. Erik glanced down at the captain. “

I-huf

,

uhf

-thought we were going back?”

She growled at him, clearly failing to suppress her yawns. Her tired eyes drooped lower as she mumbled, “Eh, we could always sneak in after...after dinner...

ahhhh.

”

Captain Karina fell asleep in his arms.

Erik gazed up at the full moon above. For the briefest moment he was back on the island - his private hell turned haven that killed a Noble and made a Man. by all rights those days were beyond him - the Halidom was his home now.

He looked down at the slumbering captain. It wasn’t built on love - it was just sating the thirst between missions and meals. He’d see her at the mess hall tomorrow, armed and ready for a new day. That was something they shared.

But more and more, he was growing convinced that their paths were splitting...and he was still alone. A castaway on the island of his heart. But perhaps there was a chance he wouldn’t be on his own this time.

He only wondered if she was willing to join him.

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The moon dipped below the horizon, heralding the night’s end. Beyond the walls of the Halidom and deep into the nearby mountains, a great natural hot spring bubbled. Great enough to fit an entire village, and deep enough to submerge a dragon. Such as the one loafing within it right now. Far from the distractions of his newfound home, and unlikely to receive any visitors.Save one.
“Ho, Kagutsuchi.”
The great dragon’s eye cracked open as it peered through the heavy steam. It leaned forward, letting the hot water pour off his scales. “Well, if this isn’t a surprise - and what can I do for you, Marishiten?”
*Clunk!*
Her blade planted deep in the earth at the edge of the spring as she stepped into view. She was barely taller than her size out of battle. Her permanently-affixed sneer widened as she greeted her old foe and rival. “I thought we could make up for lost time, now that you’ve made your crusty ass here.”“Ah, a bout as in old days? A fine prospect indeed.” Kagutsuchi scratched his chin as he mulled her proposal. He reluctantly shook his head as he boasted, “And yet I must decline - I have a lovely platter of Hodo fried chicken to devour. Perhaps tomorrow?”Marishiten saw the indicated platter and fought the urge to lick her lips. She kept her gaze upon the dragon as her hands untied her obi. “I think you know what kind of bout I speak of, fire-spitter.”Kagutsuchi watched as her robes fell to the ground, exposing her bare chest. The fire dragon’s craggly maw widened as his tongue flicked between his fangs. “Ah, I see.”
“Bweeee!”

*Splash!*
The boarlet shook off the hot water on its fur before angrily snorting at its diving brethren. “ Bwe-Bwee!” The two boarlets bickered as its kin enjoyed their section of the waters, away from their mistress and her fellow dragon. Marishiten was too preoccupied to watch her trio at the moment.Kagutsuchi groaned, spewing smoke as it leaned back. The great dragon glanced down at the naked she-wyrm between his legs, tending to his long, towering cock with her surprisingly supple breasts. She’d only needed to scale herself up a little bit to wrap her massive mounds around his giant dragon dick. “Ahhhh, as soft as ever, Marishiten. It is a wonder how you manage to battle with such weight.”Marishiten grinned, squeezing her tits tight against the dragon’s dick. Her long tongue snaked out and swirled around his rocky shaft before retracting back in her toothy maw. “Heh, you’ll find that victory means you make seldom mistakes.”He snorted at her glib boasting. “Bah! So full of fire, are you? Well, best not overthink it then.”With that admission, he left his rival be. Marishiten took his silence as victory and turned her attention back to her lavishments of her second favorite sword. And she’d see it honored, from tip to base, until it would be polished to a shine.They’d both lost count of how many ‘battles’ they’d had, but the experience was etched deep. Marishiten knew his every weakness, every spot to caress or nip that would draw those muted rumbles from Kagutsuchi.She started at the tip -that odd, flared spear that had stabbed her - quite a few times in fact. Her tongue came out again, curling down until it hung below her chin. She leaned in until her lips caressed his dick. Marishiten suckled his slit as her tounge freely curled and flicked around him.Her hands weren’t idle either. She rolled her boobs up and down his shaft, struggling to rub against the hard rocky flesh. Thankfully, the hot spring water was just enough lubricant to keep it from getting too uncomfortable for her.“Hrgh....” Kagutsuchi groaned. He clawed the rocks as his body endured the assault from Marishiten’s skilled breasts, lips, and tongue. “Hrmmm, I’ve missed this.”
Ptoo!
Marishiten’s spit sizzled on his warm cock. She glanced up at him with a defiant grin. “Is that so? Well I suppose it is tradition for us now. And who am I to argue tradition?”Before the older dragon could retort, she shut herself up by stuffing his cock in her mouth. “HRRRGH?!”How long had they’d done this - years, decades, centuries? It always came back down to this sole act that Marishiten alone could accomplish. “Ulp Ulp!” She kissed her breasts before backing up to his tip again. Marishiten repeated this, letting her lips and tits rise and fall together at a brisk pace.Kagutsuchi growled as he endured his rival’s ministrations. Talons wrapped around the nearby rocks until he left hot gouges behind. Fire licked out of his mouth as he was trapped by her tight, wet mouth.Marishiten was far from done. Reluctantly, she let her breasts drop away and free the rest of his shaft for her waiting mouth and eager gullet. Her eyes locked on Kagutsuchi as she pushed his cock into her tight, moist throat.
“Groh!”
His roars spurred her further down his shaft. Nostrils flared as precious air was cut off, leaving her to rely on her mighty lungs instead. Her throat bulged as she took down the last few inches.Finally, she reached Kagutsuchi’s lap, leaving a long, smoldering kiss. Having the fire dragon by the crotch with only her mouth was a victory Marishiten relished in each and every time. Being able to do it with her ‘restrained’ form was simply bragging rights.
GLRK GLRK GLRK GLLLRK!
Up and down, Marishiten fucked her throat on his cock. Her tongue flicked around his shaft, further stimulating the aroused dragon. Keen ears listened for the telltale pitches in his throaty growls for the sign she needed. She stuffed herself back down to his base as the eruption finally arrived.
“GRAAAAAAAAAAH!”

HRRK!
Hot, potent cum flowed down her stretched throat. Marishiten’s slitted gaze locked on the dragon’s maw as she forced down load after sticky load of spunk. Minutes passed by as her she slurped down her meal. The only ail she suffered was the light-headedness from the hot springs....
Pwah!
She pulled straight off Kagutsuchi, from throat to lips in one fell swoop. An errant load of cum shot across her unwavering face. All she did was scoop it off her cheek and plop her fingers between her puckered lips. “Mmm, Hogo’s finest broth. As rich as ever, Kagutsuchi.”“Hmph, flattery seldom suits you Marishiten,” Kagutsuchi grumbled.Marishiten smirked before raising from the water. The fire dragon watched as hot water poured down her dark, scarred, rugged body, almost glistening in the early morning light. The way her large breasts heaved and bounced as she rose to her feet. Kagutsuchi blinked at how tall she now seemed. “Oh, so you’ve shifted form...do you fear me so, dragonling?”She crossed her arms across her tits, still sneering up at the larger dragon. Her little show had only done enough to add a head or so of height to her - enough room that she could at least straddle Kagutsuchi. “Enough banter - our battle is only beginning.”“Are you sure you won’t unleash your full form?” The southern wyrm chortled as he shifted off his rocky perch and onto his hind legs.Marishiten stepped up to a shallow ledge, letting her untamed bush brush against his still-hard cock. Sharp nails dug between his craggy scales as she snorted, “Why bother? At least this way you may stand a chance, oaf.”“We’ll see about that, little boar,” he chuckled. Restriant kept him from pinning her down and simply fucking her here and now. This was a battle of its own, and his pride wouldn’t permit such a cheap attack.Marishiten’s pussy tapped his cock, hissing as his flared tip already breached her folds. She gripped his scales and pushed herself forward - effectively impaling herself on a cock longer than her arm and thicker than her head. “S-Shit!”Kagutsuchi bit back his own oaths and settled for a seemingly casual chuckle. “What’s the matter, little boar?”She openly snarled at him, but kept pushing. It really had been too long since she had rutted with something other than her pact-partner, and that was at the smallest size she could muster, lest she accidentally kill the Boar Clan’s ruler. But no matter what skills or tricks he could pull, they were simply no match for the raw power and girth that her rival brought to her.Their size differences were mitigated as the two dragons fucked. Marishiten’s feet dug into the rock as her undulating hips rolled his cock in and out of her tight snatch. He never understood why she insisted on this, but he’d humor her well enough. After all, it was a simple question- who would topple back first.Kagutsuchi’s hips shook back and forth to match her wild bucking hips. Her tight pussy was making it harder and harder to not simply unload his next potent load deep in her but to buckle so quickly would be worse than mere defeat.“C-Come now you old oaf - is that truly your best?” Marishiten spat out. Drool curled down her lips as she fought to smash against him, hoping to gain precious ground in their locked battle of loins.
PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP
Loud slaps echoed through the hot springs, mixed with roars, growls, and crashing waters. Time swirled past them as the sun arched higher and higher in the sky.Marishiten’s body was covered in sweat now. Her untamed hair swung wildly, clinging to her sticky body. A noticeable smear of sin had clung from her hairy pussy all the way up her sharply cut abs. But she was no closer to overtaking him.
“Hrrrah!”
Enraged, She kicked off the ground and planted her feet against her rival’s thighs. Marishiten was left hanging from his neck as she slammed her hips down. Her greatest folly.Kagutsuchi fell forward.
“F-Fuck!”
Maristen’s back smashed into the rocks, leaving a shallow imprint. Her feet slipped off and landed on either side of her horns. Kagutsuchi’s hands slammed down beside her head, briefly blinding her. With the advantage, the great fire dragon plowed her pussy like a dragon possessed.
“Fuck Fuck Fuuuuck!”
Marishiten cursed up a storm, knowing that she’d messed up. Hours of sex had left her complacent against the crafty old dragon, and he’d obviously capitalized on it. She grit her teeth as she endured the far more unforgiving rattles as her rival rattled her to her teeth and sent her tail spasming beside her. She’d lost.But she was far from beaten.Kagutsuchi pressed down, feeling her tits poking against his bosom scales. Her bare ankles tapped against his torso as he kept her pinned down with his body and cock. The ‘mating’ press, as mortals so crudely labeled it, was proving quite effective against the human-guised dragon. “Haaaah, a fine victory indeed,” he chuckled.Marishiten scowled at his bravado but kept her words at bay. She resorted to biting her lip to keep herself silent, still struggling against him with every thrust. Her nails dug into the rock for much-needed support and left gouges behind. She felt her stomach bulge as he slammed deep in her crotch, a pain that seared her mind for mere moments at a time.Still, she stayed focused the best she could muster. A moment of passion had cost her the first battle, but she would not lose the war. No matter what Kagutsuchi did - no matter how long he did it, she would not succumb.The sun rolled over them and kissed the western peaks. The fire dragon had railed his foe so hard that the indent around her body had sunk into the rock, taking her with it. Kagutsuchi eventually slowed long enough to look down with faux-concern. “Ho, Marishiten? Have you succumbed already?”He met her rattled but gleaming slitted eyes.Her moment - the moment she’d needed. Marishiten forced her back up and sent the dragon atop her back with her breasts. Her feet swiftly flew up through the gap between them and keep his stomach away from her.  ‘Gotcha now, oaf!’ She pushed him up, taking herself along for the ride. Kagutsuchi lumbered back, wings unfurling for balance. Ripples of displaced air shot across the hot spring’s surface, followed by the crashing waves as the dragon struggled to keep afoot. Marishiten’s grip on his chest tightened as she tried to push him back. “K-Kneel, you bastard!”Kagutsuchi snarled as he fought her on all fronts. Her palms forcing him back step by step. Her legs kicking against his lighter scales near his crotch. The vice-like grip of her greedy pussy on his twitching cock. Smoke poured from his snout as he grunted out, “N-Not before you!”
*“HRK!”
Marishiten’s eyes widened as Kagutsuchi’s talons wrapped around her throat. His other hand reached down to seized her stomach, easily grabbing both of her hips. He used his new handles to force her up and down his shaft, like a mere sleeve.Hardly a concern for her.Marishiten’s sneer stayed locked on her face, even as she was forced to bite her lip. Copper ichor dripped down her chin as she glared up at Kagutsuchi with a gaze that screamed death. Whether death if he dared to keep going, or was foolish enough to stop, was anyone’s guess.Her legs buckled in as he slammed her down his shaft, sparing her total impalement by mere fractions. The two locked gazes, fire matching sheer darkness, as they felt their bodies slowly winding down. His hind legs were already screaming and threatened to betray him, an act that would end with him on his back in utter repose to her. To Marishiten.Kagutsuchi blew smoke in her face, an act of both petty defiance and a thinly-veiled warning. He didn’t even notice her trap coming into play as she spat straight in his open mouth. “C-Choke on it~!”Marishiten’s thighs locked around him, barely reaching up his sides. What she lacked in grip, she supplanted in pure, raw power. Against his weaker scales, Kagutsuchi actually felt his hardy body crumpling to her inhuman legs. She used her newfound grip to force herself along his shaft until her labia smacked his loins.
“GROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHR!”

SPLASH!
White-hot passion filling her to the brim and beyond.Marishiten collapsed against Kagutsuchi as the great dragon sunk into the hot spring. The waters licked around his stomach and up to her bare ass. The excess of their draconic desire dripped into the water.The great dragon of the south lay back, head nearly submerged as his vision filled in light. The first time had merely been luck in her favor as he fell victim to her throat, but this time - this time had been a true battle.Kagutsuchi raised his head from the water, letting it seep between his scales and horns of his natural helmet. A single talon reached up and shifted Marishiten’s long hair aside to see her face. Her disturbingly serene face. The kind of visage that would make her seek to rend his head from his shoulders.He’d weathered it before, and could do it again.She didn’t stir, not for some time. He wasn’t in any hurry either, content to simply reach for the still-intact pot and snack on the remaining Hogo fried chicken. A particularly delectable looking chicken breast was his latest target. He cradled the fried morsel in his clutches and brought it up......Only for her wrist to catch his talon.Kagutsuchi watched as Marishiten wrested the breast from his grasp and bringing it to her watering maw. She scarfed it down with mighty bites before pondering, “Ulp ! Hmph, are we both winded from this?”The fire dragon shrugged. “Absence breeds stagnance, dragonling. I daresay we’d both struggle in battle against the other as well,” he intonedShe finished picking the bones out of her teeth. “Perhaps. Though that wouldn’t stop me from carving into your neck, oaf.”“And you’ll receive a dose of my blood in kind, boar - we’ll see how well your skin holds against it this time.” he barked with laughter.Kagutsuchi attempted to rise, only to find he was still being held down. Marishiten had risen on her palms, still impaled and straddling atop his fiery obelisk. He gazed at her defiant grin, watching it widen to a full-blown smile. “Where do you think you’re going? We have a lot of catching up to do, oaf~”Thunderous howls and roars echoed through the canyon for the rest of the day and long into the night.

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"He-hee! Prank success!"Lowen raised his staff in triumph as the mighty Hypnos dissolved before them. The trio behind him cheer as well."Woohoo!" Sarisse and Emma pumped their fists up."We sure aced that one!" the Sylvan boasted."Time for a victory cheer!" Emma beamed.Rena stepped forward and embraced the three with a big smile. "Indeed. We earned this victory together! Especially thanks to our cute little trickster here."Lowen averted his eyes, trying to hide his blushing cheeks. "T-Thanks Rena."..." So...what'd we get?""It's...that's it?!"The group were back in Alberia, holed up at a nice little cabin in the forest that had survived the empire's attack. The large bundle of loot was open on the kitchen table, revealing the true prize of their hellish feat."Five of them...just five of them?" Sarisse held up the shining emblems with shock in her eyes. Five, out of the thousands that they'd pulled from the Void since the battle against Hypnos had begun."So how will we divide up the last one?"Rena clicked her tongue before turning to the young man of their victorious party. "Let us determine that, Lowen. Why don't you go take a break? You've earned it now, little hero~"Lowen wanted to protest, but one look at the sweet smile of the eldest blacksmith pacified him. It probably helped that her usual apron didn't seem to do a thing to hold down her rather perky chest. "O-Okay!"He scrambled out of the kitchen and back to the main room of the cabin. Emma waited for the door to swing shut before a wry grin broke her lips. "...Weeeeell?"Rena turned back to the other two women with a thin smile and a perched brow. "Well?"Sarisse joined the two with her own beaming smirk. "Well, we did win, didn't we?"The blacksmith nodded. "Indeed. And a promise is a promise, is it not?"As one they giggled. Their secret, mutual agreement came back upon them as the weight of what they'd done finally settled in. Not only had they defeated Hypnos again, but they'd done it against the dragon-turned-fiend's most powerful, unfettered form. The reward they'd earned was admittingly disappointing, but it wouldn't begin to compare to the reward they would be offering to their brave, courageous healer.Emma stopped laughing first as she tossed her trusty spear aside. "Garuda's gonna kill us.""Not if Louise gets to us first," Sarisse chuckled as she cast away her bow. Rena's mighty katana joined the other weapons, discarded and forgotten as the trio locked eyes one final time...."...Worth it."
Pomf
Lowen collapsed onto the couch with a deep, grateful sigh."Aaaah. That feels so good.""Heeeeey Lowen?"Lowen sat up with a smile, offering the cheerful knight some room on the couch. "Oh hey Emma! Did we work out who's getting the extra emblem?"Emma didn't sit next to him and favored leaning over the back of the couch. "Nope! We have a better reward in mind though~""Really?"Emma nodded. Sarisse mirrored Emma's movements as she leaned over the other side of the couch on his opposite shoulder. "It's one just for you actually."Lowen cocked his head to the side. "Is it a new staff?"A sudden weight on his head made him glance up before swiftly looking down. Rena adjusted her bosom atop his head as she leaned over him with a coy, predatory smirk. Her now-bare hands gilded around his head and wrapped around his neck in a loose yet firm hug. "Well it does involve one - yours~"He looked around at the trio of women. From smirking Sarisse over to eager Emma and back up at the rapacious Rena. his now-dry throat struggled as he felt the three close around him. Someone laid a hand on his thigh. Another on his opposing arm."Ehh?"Rena smiled at the bucking young man on her bare lap. His disheveled hair swiped across her naked tits, tickling her. Her shockingly supple hands gently massaged his thighs while keeping them open for the sylvan between their legs. "Isn't this nice, Lowen? Much better than some musty old emblems."Sarisse bobbed her head, slurping his shockingly potent cock down. She'd been expecting a little carrot that she could plop in her mouth, not the fine slab of meat prodding the base of her throat. His throbbing crown pushed into her gullet as she leaned in to smooch his groin.
Mwah-Glrk. Mwah-Glrk. Mwah-Glrk.
Lowen winced as he tried to endure Charisse's tight mouth and tighter throat. Feeling her tongue lazily slap and slither across his shaft made him bunch up his little fists. His head felt the pressure of being squeezed between Rena's breasts. In desperation, he tried looking straight ahead. But not even that would offer him respite as he watched the naked, peppy knight writhing in front of them.Stripped to nothing but her trusty hoodie, Emma wasn't cheering but was still showing her stuff as she performed a rousing, arousing dance to keep the other three pepped up. With her spear firmly planted in floorboards, it left her a nice pole to show her impressive dexterity. She kept her eyes and coy smile on him as she rubbed her trimmed pubes against her spear's shaft.Pubes - something he didn't even know about until now. Between Emma's nicely trimmed crotch and Sarisse's untamed bush he saw the spectrum of how ladies could sculpt their loin hair. Rena offered the other alternative, pushing her little toy back against her lap and into her smooth, bare groin.The eldest smith sister leaned down and cooed in his ear, "You know, this is only the start Lowen. We're gonna have a lot of fun tonight - all of us. But who should go first?"Rena nipped his ear before playfully dragging her tongue down to his neck. Her nips left shallow hickies behind before she glanced to Emma's impressive performance. "Look at her go - I'll bet she'll be a wild one, huh?"Lowen tried to look away, but the sister's smooth but firm hand pushed his chin up and kept him focused. The knight kept on, eyes shut as she moved to a rhythm only she could hear. He was captivated by her dance - the way she writhed and grinded against the pole with evocative gyrations.Emma suddenly gripped the pole and launched herself up. Her actions kept her spinning around the spear shaft, hanging by only her legs. Lowen gaped at the display, especially at the perky knight's swaying breasts and prominently displayed pussy. She finally opened her eyes and gazed at the flustered young healer.Emma winked.Rena giggled at her comrade's antics before tipping Lowen's chin down to Sarisse as she dutifully bobbed her head. "Buuuut, maybe you want to ride that horny bunny first?"Sarisse perked up and doubled her pace. Supple, kissable lips glided up and down Lowen's cock. Her nimble fingers reached down and fondled his swollen balls. Her ears twitched as she paid keen attention to what acts would elicit the best reaction."S-Sarisse…"The sylvan smiled around his shaft before drawing back. A wet pop was followed by Sarisse peppering his crown with quick rabbit kisses. Her fist took over with pumping his shaft as she gleefully licked and smooched his throbbing desire. She pulled away long enough to pant out, "We wouldn't have made it without you, Lowen. You've earned this~"Sarisse returned to her ministrations. Rena pulled his face up until they were locking gazes. Her pursed lips curled into a hungry smile as she licked them. "Or would you like some personal time with little old me?"The smith sister pulled him up and fiercely captured his lips. Her arms locked around his chest and kept him pinned against her breasts. Lowen's little arms struggled against her lithe build. He felt the sylvan's tongue slip away as Rena's knee propped him up."Mmmm~"The older, more experienced woman's tongue made short work diving into his virgin throat. She stole his first kiss like a jovial bandit. He was her own personal teddy bear, and she lavished him with all the love and adoration that he clearly deserved.Rena dropped him back into her lap and let Sarisse take over again. Emma dropped off her pole and bounced over to the trio with her usual smile. The sister finally let his chin go as she cheerfully asked, "So who will it be Lowen - Emma, Sarisse or...oh?""Oof!"Rena was cut off as Lowen unloaded on the surprised sylvan's head. Sarisse struggled to cover his erupting cock with her lips, leaving a pair of cum streaks across her cute little face. Her throat bulged as she swallowed load after sticky load.Rena chuckled at the display. "Well I guess that answers that, huh."She let him finish in Sarisse before gently pushing herself off him. Rena pulled off the couch and gave the sylvan plenty of room to join Lowen. "Alright you two - have fun~"Sarisse eagerly took the lead and guided the smaller, stunned young man. The sylvan straddled him, facing away as she grabbed and guided his cock against her wet slit. "Here, let's start with this, okay?"Lowen grunted, which she took as an affirmative. Her lithe hips slowly rolled and painted her desire across his wet crown. Sarisse reached down and grabbed his hands. "Here, hold my hips," she instructed.The healer gripped her hips like she asked. Sarisse showed her approval by slowly pushing down. "Mmm, Lowen~"The two gasped at the sudden tightness as they joined as one. Her ears twitched as every young gasp and wheeze sent shivers up her spine. Her ass landed on his lap as he sheathed himself fully in her burrow.Lowen peeked over her shoulder, hoping to ask Sarisse what they should do next. But the sight of their audience made him pause. "Uh, why are you girls…"Sarisse looked forward and clicked her teeth. Rena was sitting in a chair with her legs crossed and hands on her knee, while Emma was watching them intently. The older woman waves her hand before insisting, "Oh don't worry- Emma and I will cheer you on.""That's right! Go Go Go, Rah Rah Rah! Now catch this rabbit by its tail!"...Sarisse mustered up her words. "Y-You, That was...Emma, don't do that again."With that, she started bouncing atop Lowen's lap. Her pace sped up until skin slaps reached their ears. He held her hips in place as she took the lead. His grip shifted a few times, allowing him to feel her smoothed-over abs. "S-Sarisse, it feels so-""Warm?" she giggled. Sarisse pushed undulated her hips, pushing her nice butt into his lap. She reached down and massaged his knees for support. "Me too Lowen. Yo-ooh-u feel so good in me!"The other ladies watched the two with keen interest and barely restrained desire. "Wow, he's really doing well for a first-time," Emma mused.Rena nodded. "Yes...So it seems."The smith sister frowned. Her keen eyes were focused on the duo, moreso on Lowen. He was taking all this shockingly well - Not like he was holding back, but simply like he wasn't as overwhelmed as something like sex should be. Ultimately, she let her doubts stay quiet and simply watched.The sylvan's hips were going at a rapid pace now, stretching and breaking strands of sin between them. Her nubile body was covered with sweat and shined in the dim torchlight. Lowen's cock brushed against a particularly sensitive part of her walls and shot her into an orgasmic frenzy. Sarisse arched back and shrieked, "Ooh Lowen - that's it! R-Right there!"Lowen gasped as Sarisse slammed down and pushed him into the couch. Her tight pussy tried to milk him of his sticky seed, and it took all his willpower to resist. His nose filled with the sweet scent of the sylvan's silky smooth hair. The fragrance soothed him, and kept him from succumbing to her lustful walls.He didn't know how much time had passed before she relaxed and let him move again. Lowen tried to shift his hips to bump her off, but found that she wasn't willing to let him go yet. Sarisse turned to face him, showing her crooked ears, disheveled hair...and eyes practically glowing with hearts."I want more - gimme more!""...I will never look at Sylvans the same again."Rena nodded in shock. Neither knew how long Sarisse had been riding the young healer. The sun had long since set on them. A light shower had started outside- and stopped, in the time they'd been rutting. The only thing that could mark the passage of time was how often they switched positions.Sarisse was very creative with their little couch.Every cushion, every pillow - both sides and even over the back had been used to sate the horny bunny's cravings. The pose she'd finally settled on seemed rather tame in comparison - flat on her stomach as Lowen fucked her gushing twat."S-Sarrise!"Lowen came again. He didn't know how many times this was now. The fourth, the fifth - even that had been lost at this point. All he knew was that his world went white as he filled the sylvan's warren with human seed.Sarisse finally collapsed, gasping and wheezing for much-needed breath. "S-Sorry, too tired. C-can't keep going…" she whimpered. He pulled out, letting his limp cock smack against her butt."M-Me too," he panted, just loud enough for the other two to hear them. It would be understandable that he'd be exhausted after this and would need a rest. but luckily for them, the big sister had a little trick up her sleeve.Rena and Emma approached the miraculously still-intact couch and gently separated the two - Rena taking Lowen, and Emma taking Sarisse. The perky knight scooped up a dollop of cum leaking out of the sylvan's snatch and had a little taste before she took the tired girl away.Lowen struggled to speak. "R-Rena, I don't think I can...w-wha?"He trailed off as he saw her pursed lips and cheeks - her bulging cheeks.She kissed him again, letting the sweet elixir in her mouth pour into his. He felt the splashes on his tongue as it slid towards his throat. It tasted like…'Honey?'Rena leaned up and let the rest of her honey tea pass Lowen's lips. Small droplets of golden ambrosia dripped down their chins as her tongue finally invaded his mouth.
Pwah.
She pulled back, letting strands of spit break between them. Her lidded eyes bore into him, exposing the same burning lust that Sarisse had shown. "Goodness, you certainly did a fine job. Now how about you show big sister a good time too~""That's perfect Lowen - nice and slow."Rena gently rubbed his back, encouraging him further. The eldest smith sister was flat on her back beneath him, gently guiding him against her taller, supple body. A long, shapely leg was hiked around his thighs as he kept an even pace. She reached back down and offered him one of her full, plump tits. "Here, have a treat."He happily accepted and latched onto her pebbly nipple. She lit his hips slow down and took over their rhythm to let him enjoy his treat. Her back arched up to force more of her teat between his lips. "Oooh, that's it - just like that."Lowen didn't hear her, too focused on the discovering, or rediscovering, the joy of suckling. It seemed so long ago, and yet the impulses came back as he attempted to foster milk from Rena's breasts. Sadly, he overlooked two crucial things - firstly that Rena wasn't bearing or bore child, and hence had no milk to offer. Second was a factor that hadn't existed when he was a mewling babe.His teeth."Ah! C-careful - not too hard, Lowen," Rena urged him. Her hand flew up from his back and into his hair as a sharp sting of pain shot from her bosom. "I-It's very sensitive there - remember that."Ashamed, he struggled to restrain himself. His teeth was replaced by his tongue as he gently lapped around her areola. "That's it - just be patient, sweetie~"
Plap plap plap plap
Rena tilted her head back and mewled in delight. Her hips kept crashing down on the young healer lying beneath her. Lowen was utterly transfixed by the sight of her full, heavenly breasts bouncing with every thrust. Occasionally they clapped together by mistake, forcing a yelp from her throat.The big sister leaned back and gripped his knees again. Her piston-thrusts morphed into sensuous rolls as she undulated her hips atop his rock-hard cock. She wasn't really looking at a marathon, not like Sarisse had been. She just wanted the heat - the passion of sex and the fullness of body and spirit. As long as she had that, it didn't matter how long they went to her.Or how brief."R-Rena, I'm-""I-I know Lowen - Cum inside me. Let me feel it~" she begged.He complied. Rope after sticky rope of young seed filled her hot womb. Rena cooed as the young healer's fertile cum sloshed in her oven. Her eyes rolled back as the last of her strength finally left her."Oof!"Rena crashed forward, smacking his chin with her boobs. Her collapse forced his cock out of her twat and left the final spurt to paint her bare ass. She didn't even flinch or groan at this final blow.She wasn't in any state, or mood to move. It had simply been too long since she'd felt this way. Couple that with the exhaustion from the battle with Hypnos, and she was already down for the count.Ooooh, that' was too good. Thanks, Lowen," she whispered. A tired peck on his cheek was followed by her light snoozing.Lowen didn't struggle, didn't even try to prod her away. He was still too stunned by everything that had happened. Victory against Hypnos in its rawest, most powerful form, an admittingly disappointing reward, and then...pleasure. Pleasure that he'd scarcely imagined from the likes of Sylvan and humans alike. The carnal cravings of these women left him breathless and devoid of thought.Shocking, though not actually anything new to him.
Thump!
Rena hit the floor, still passed out. Her absence let him finally suck in breath and filled his burdened lungs. He was content to simply look up at the rafters and pray for the sweet release of slumber...Until he felt something latch around his softening dick."Heeeeey, Lowen?"'Oh no.'He turned his head to the side to confirm his fears. Emma - leaning over the sleeping Rena as she pumped him back to life. The sight of his messy, sloppy cock made her lick her lips before she turned and grinned at him. "I've been cheering you all on, but now I think it's my turn.~""Come on Lowen - take those hips and go go go!"Emma was showing off the extent of her lithe body as she kept her toned legs high in the air with her own arms. Lowen had to do all the work this time, pumping his tired little hips into her incredibly tight pussy. Her hoodie's ears flopped with every thrust in lieu of her petite but perky tits.He reached for her sides and doubled his pace, He tried to avoid her swaying legs threatening to smack his chest, and mostly succeeded. But one time he faltered, and the way Emma slid down his dick caused a delightful spark to shoot up the perky knight's spine. "Ooh, that's the spot - keep thrusting like that!" she insisted.Lowen tried to protest, but there wasn't really anything he could do against Emma. so ultimately he relented. Rhythmic thrusts morphed into hip rolls, causing her hips to smack against his chest every time he hilted inside her.If Emma was aware of his grief, she sure didn't show it. Not with how she gleefully bucked her hips back against him and happily proclaimed, "Let's keep going Lowen!'Why me?'"Aaaaand...stop!"Lowen gasped before doing as she told. Emma shook her hips and pushed him out. Her approving smile somehow made it mostly worth it. "Great work, kid! But now I think it's time you showed your stuff in my other hole.""I..I uh...wait, w-what?"Emma rolled on the couch until her knees were beneath her. The perky knight raised her perky rear in the air and shook it before the confused young healer. "Fuck my butt until I bite a hole in this couch~""...What?"She pouted and shook her ass even faster. "What's the matter? Come onnnn - fuck my butt already! It's a risky time for me, so it's only fair I give you some hole to finish in, right?!"Emma stopped shaking her hips long enough to smack her taut rear. She repeated the act on her other cheek before spreading them and exposing her puckered star. "So come onnnnn - I want to feel all warm and fuzzy like Sarisse and Re-eeeeeeehya?!"Lowen struggled to thrust forward in her tight asshole. The extra lubrication from her pussy was helping, but getting the rest of his dick in her rump was going to be a bit of a challenge. Especially with how tired he was getting.Emma was ignorant to his plight as she happily bucked her hips back. Nails dug into the cracked leather couch arm as she slowly passed the threshold of pain and pleasure. Without the cock in her snatch, the perky knight was free to reveal something - she was a squirter."Ohhhh! So close! So close sooooo clooo-ulmf!"True to her word, Emma bit down on the couch as a mind-numbing orgasm rattled her lithe body. Knees burrowed into the couch cushions as she slammed her hips against Lowen's cock. Her quim seeped into the cracks between the cushions"-Umm enhyde ee, Hoann! P-Phill eye ah-hHHHHHH!""E-Emma!'Lowen slammed into her ass and erupted in her butt, painting her tight sphincter with his seed. The hot, sticky filling feeling was lost on her as her eyes rolled back in orgasmic bliss."Ptoo!"Emma bit out the couch chunk before sliding forward and off the couch. Her head hit the floor with a muted 'thunk' thanks to her hoodie cushioning the blow. The perky knight was down for the count."I-Is that it? Am I done?""Oh, Lowennnn~""Oh no."Phew...T-That was crazy."Lowen slumped down on the couch, accidentally smacking his head on Rena's naked ass. The eldest smith sister twitched in her sleep, but remained passed out hanging over the couch's arm. On the other side of the couch was Emma - prone and on her stomach . Sarisse was sprawled over the back of the couch, pussy dripping cum on the worn cushions.The young healer sighed with relief. His nose crinkled at the musky smell of sex, but he was too tired to move. "I'm glad that's over.""Oh Lowen...who said you were done?"The young man winced before glancing up in dread. He saw the two dragons glancing down at him with predatory grins, already stripped down and showing their gushing pussies. The one on the right raised a fiery hand.
Snap!
Lowen grunted as his body ignited with vitality, right down to his renewed arousal.Cerberus licked her lips and hovered near him like a bitch in heat. Phoenix was far more composed as she raised a tantalizing talon and cooed, "Why don't you come here and stoke our flames~"Louise gasped as she was blown back, missing her shot. "G-Garuda, what was that?!"Her dragon partner clicked her teeth in annoyance. "Forgive me Louise - I just felt this...urge.""I've felt it too - for some time now. Do you think something happened to Lo-""Hey ladies! Mind giving me a help with gramps over here?!"Ranzal's urging snapped the two out of their private conversation and back to the battle. The possessed dragon was thrashing as their commander struggled to hang on."I WILL DROWN YOU IN THE DEPTHS OF THE VOID!""Hang on Grampa! I'm gonna save the day!""Stay back, kid! Wait until I'm o-FFFFFFFFFUUUUU!-"Maribelle's powerful attack sent both the possessed Poseidon and Ranzal flying. Garuda watched this before turning back to Louise "We will address it at another time."Louise nodded before knocking another arrow. "Be careful, Lowen…" she muttered as they rejoined the fray.

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Lady Starfall crossed the halls, laden with a task and a goal.

Malora could hardly contain herself as she carried the tray of hot soup to the Prince’s room. His condition wasn’t anything serious, he just couldn’t use his hands for some time was all. So when poor Cleo needed someone to offer the bedridden boy some sustenance, the saint of seduction was there to save the day.

‘He should be waking up about now - perfect timing for me to get a little revenge.’

she smirked.

She wouldn’t do anything too malicious to him, not after all he and the Halidom had done for her. Just some playful flirting and maybe a flash or two to fluster him up before she’d leave him wanting. A touch petty, but she was in a rather mindful mood after all that business with the necklace.

The saint of seduction arrived to his threshold with a spring in her step and a bounce in her bust. She didn’t even tarry long enough to announce herself and simply slipped right in with a wide grin and closed eyes. “Oh Eudeeeen~ I brought you. Your...yooour…”

Soup spilled over the carpet as the tray crashed to the ground. Malora’s eyes were locked ahead, mouth open in a blatant gape. She expected Euden to be in bed with his hands wrapped up, true.

She didn’t expect to walk in on him with Queen Nefaria’s head bobbed between his legs.

“Start talking”

Malora sat across from the bed. She crossed her arms and legs, not even intending to flash her panties this time. The long hat and coat was tossed aside across the armrest besides her. Her usually playful visage was done in a decor of dour ire as she glared at the revived queen standing between her and the prince. Euden squirmed behind her, thankful that his sleeping trousers were restored at least.

Nefaria returned the huntress glare with one of her own - the same glare that had the power to consign a man’s death from her high throne. Her Saintly gown was mostly intact save for her golden heels. She planted her hands on her shapely hips. “Presumptuous of you to order a queen, wench,” she tsked.

Malora scowled at the queen’s harsh words, but held her tongue.

‘Mother always said don’t force out the truth - let them sing it themselves.’

she recalled. Instead she let her fingers drum against her crossed arms, tapping dark digits against the pure white and gold outfit.

Sure enough, Nefaria herself eventually came clean as she turned back to the nervous prince with a comforting smile. “But if you must know - the prince and I are reveling in the spirit of Dragonyule.”

Malora shook her head. “I know my traditions and I know my excuses, hun - nowhere in Dragonyule’s lore does it say to go down under the mistletoe.”

‘Not yet anyway - I may need to start it though.’

she shook away the distraction and resumed her expectant stare.

Nefaria scoffed before turning to eye her prince with kind eyes. “Perhaps not. Still, it is indeed something of import to us, and a ritual we share regardless.”

“Oh? And prey tell what is that,

Queen

Nefaria?”

“I choose to celebrate the first eve after my bequeathment with the man whom I entrusted my greatest treasure,” she proudly declared as her hands squeezed Euden’s. “My purity~”

Malora blinked in shock. She hadn’t expected such a candid admission. Nor did she expect the conflict stirring in her now. She may talk about leading taken men astray, but this was something a bit more tricky than that.

‘Why is everything around this stubborn boy so...exciting?’

This wasn’t the end - far from it in fact. If anything it was an opportunity, and all she had to do was play her cards right.

‘I’m not as good as that cardshark, but I know how to play my hand. Both of them, in fact.’

she grinned.

Malora leaned forward, letting her breasts pour over her arms as she spoke. “Oh? I didn’t take you for the type. All that power and with such a voluptuous body, I would figure you to enjoy many warm evenings with your retainers. Or perhaps guards or pea-“

“F-Fie you harpy! Whatever you seek, take it and be off with you,” Nefaria snapped with rosy cheeks.

Malora rose to her feet and stretched back, making sure her strained top was in both their gazes. “Funny you should say that - what I seek is right there in bed behind you, Queen Nefaria.”

Nefaria glanced to the adjacent side before realizing what Malora’s intent was. The huntress resisted the urge to outright giggle at the old queen’s lapse of logic.

‘Oh that is just too precious.’

Malora’s grin only riled Nefaria further as she angrils spat out, “Asinine! You have the gall to order

me

out of these chambers?”

‘Channeling a little Xander there, queenie,’

Malora quietly chortled before shaking her head in faux-shock. “Why I’d never be so bold! Besides, who said you had to go anywhere, Nefy?”

Nefaria sneered as Malora loomed over her. Before she could blink, the saint of seduction was leaning over and rubbing a coy finger across the queen of smiles’ cheek. Malora resisted the urge to shiver at the cold touch as she leaned in and whispered in Nefaria’s ear.

“I don’t mind sharing, you know~”

The queen bristled and tried to muster a stern refusal. “That is...i-i…”

Malora didn’t say anything - do anything. In her mind she already knew the outcome. After all, only one man had managed to

completely

resist her charms. but if she had a little accomplice...

“I...Oh very well - I will relent to your intrusion, if only this one night,” Nefaria relented.

Euden finally spoke up from his place behind them. “Uh ladies - do I get a choi-”

Malora cut him off with a wink and a smirk. “No you don’t, tiger. I’ve been waiting for a chance like this you know~”

Before she could finally,

finally

leap on her prey, Nefaria’s stern voice broke the veil of need and lust. “Hold yourself - he is still wounded,” she tersely explained.

Malora pouted, eyes downcast. The lump in the sheets made her perk up and smile anew. “Mmm, perhaps - but

this

seems to be in good shape.”

Nefaria crossed her arms, clearly not convinced. The seductive saint finally dropped the act long enough to speak plainly and candidly. “Oh relax - I’m just joining what you were doing, nothing more.”

Nefaria clicked her teeth and reluctantly shifted aside. Malora smirked and sat down before the twitching prince. Her fingers wrapped around his trousers and peeled them down. “So, lets see the goods. What’s got the queen so...so...c-captivated?”

The seductress’ bravado evaporated in a moment as she got her first long, uncensored look at Prince Euden’s royal sword. Her hand timidly reached forward and tried to wrap around his shaft.

Tried.

“Oh my.”

Nefaria smirked in vindictive mirth.“Speechless? How quaint.”

Malora clicked her teeth at the queen’s ribbing.

‘Laugh while you can,’

she mused as she leaned into his angry, throbbing tip.the charm came back as her voice ramped up to a husky growl. “Ohhh, so eager - well I guess I should take some responsibility for you, my prince~”

Her other hand came out and grabbed his shaft. Even with both hands, there was still a good length exposed. Just enough for her to lean in and smooch the tip. “

Chu!”

Nefaria settled alongside Euden and wrapped her arms around her dear prince. He flashed an uncertain glance her way, but her gentle nudge and smile dissuaded his unspoken fear. The unnatural chill from her touch didn’t even faze him, not anymore. She gestured down to Malora’s attempts, clearly directing him to sit back and enjoy.

The huntress was ignorant to the poignant moment as she worked up her routine. Her hands squeezed and twisted in clashing motions as she pumped up and down. What her palms didn’t cover, her mouth and lips took over.

Malora’s tongue dipped down to the middle as her hand adjusted to cover his knob. If she went lower, her other palm would drop to nestle his balls. Up and down she shifted, keeping her hands and lips in constant motion. She was through in her work, and showed every inch of confidence that let her proudly strut her stuff.

That’s what she was telling herself.

The huntress wasn’t keen to admit it, but she was stalling. Ordinarly she’d have at least swirled her tongue or popped the top in her mouth by now depending on if she was engaged in business or pleasure. The probing phase would’ve been enough to tell her how much effort she’d need to push out the sticky conclusion. But with Euden...well

‘baggage’

was an understatement.

‘Oh, come on girl - this isn’t your first romp. ’

She attempted to psyche herself up.

‘Sure, he’s the first to ignore my charms, but that hardly matters now!’

‘Besides, what’s he got that those other men didn’t?’

Euden’s shaft throbbed under her ministrations. His glans smacked against her forehead with a meaty ‘thud’. Malora actually winced at the sound and the sensation on her forehead. ‘I’m in danger’
Nefaria finally lost her cool and leaned in to shoo the interloper away. “Fie you harpy - sit aside and watch your queen.”

Malora pulled away with an indignant huff. Nefaria settled between his legs and took hold of him with her more dainty hands. “I wasn’t aware that I was talking to Xa-ah-eh??”

The queen leaned in and simply swallowed - whole.

Malora gaped in utter shock as inch after daunting inch disappeared between Nefaria’s frosty lips. Her throat bulged out as she finally gave his crotch a sloppy kiss. Lidded eyes rolled back as the hot cock pulsed in her icy gullet.

Then she drew up, pulling the entire shaft out of her mouth until only Euden’s crown remained between her cheeks. Her tongue swirled around the tip before she took another plunge down his prick. The whole time her face was a mask of serenity and grace, even in such a lewd light.

Malora was trying to process this.

‘How is she-how can she even DO this?’

. It wasn’t even an act either - she could tell that the queen was scarcely struggling against him or the concerns of breathing. A boon of her rebirth, and a testament to their year of clandestine union.

A year was quite a long time after all.

Nefaria glanced over to Malora before turning back to her dear prince. She shifted up on her knees, giving her all the room she needed to rhythmically pump her throat against his cock. The queen was happy to relinquish her titles of nobility and sainthood as she resumed her true purpose - royal cocksheath.

Malora was getting antsy. The sight of another woman engaged in carnal pleasure was hardly new to her, but never before had it come at the cost of her own pride.

‘I need to get back in...and I know just how to do it.’

she smirked.

Queen and prince were ignorant of their intruder’s machinations. Euden could do nothing in his bedridden state - not even reach down to gently stroke her hair as he oft did for such partakings. She took pity on him and offered a gaze of acceptance and warmth as her lips stretched up and down his shaft.

Her eyes remained locked upon him as she bobbed up and down. Her pace was neither swift nor languid, her poise never faltering. So great was her focus that she never even sensed the coming danger as she drew up to swirl about his glans.

Euden’s hips flew up and shoved his entire dick down her throat.

‘What?!’

Nefaria’s eyes bulged as she fought back her gag reflex. Even a nuible mummy like her could still choke, as she’d learned during the long,

long

era of trial and error that was the prior year. One glance made it clear that Euden was just as stunned as she was of why he was being held up like this.

Sluuurp. Slurp slurp mwah~

The queen’s ears twitched at the lascivious sounds. Her chin shifted and brushed against something - something soft and almost silky. Nefaria glanced down to find the culprit as Malora noisily slurped and suckled on Euden’s royal jewels.

‘H-How obscene!’

Malora pressed her barely-restrained breasts against Euden’s thigh as she lavished his balls in spit. Her forehead bumped against the shaft as she pulled him up and out of Nefaria’s mouth. The queen was too rattled to even protest with her now-free mouth.

Lady Starfall switched to his other nut before offering him the same full mouth treatment. Ripe lips plopped him in her mouth as her tongue swished over him. She finally pulled away, letting her tounge trail down between his sac as she admired her handiwork.

Malora wiped her lips clean before proudly boasting, “My my, leaving the royal jewels in such an unpolished state? It seems you still have some ways to go, Queen Nefaria.”

Nefaria crossed her arms and clicked her teeth, You’ll find our prince is more resilient than that,

Lady

Starfall,” she spat.

The ancient queen reached over and gasped Euden’s cock. Her dainty, cool hand deftly stroked his throbbing, foreboding obelisk as she proudly declared. “I alone am able to sate him in such a way. Can you boast the same feat?”

Malora huffed. It was bad enough her skills were being questioned - the worst part was that Nefaria was right. The huntress reluctantly shook her head and shrugged. “Hmph, maybe not. Buuuut I’ve got a trick or two up my sleeve, queenie…”

Malora reared up as Nefaria shifted to the side. The ancient queen splayed over her young consort, running her idle nails across his bare thigh as she watched with veiled curiosity. Malora flicked the queen’s pumping palm aside as she readied her secret weapon. Or weapons.

Pomf~

“Guh?!”

“F-Fie?!”

Euden’s cock throbbed and pulsed in Malora’s breasts. Her tube top kept it nice and tight between her hot bosom. The mynx leaned in with a knowing smirk. “There we go. Niiiice and warm - just like a toasty fire.”

Nefaria glanced down at her own chest. It was a...deficiency that had honestly never bothered her before. Her body and unique tolerance had kept her prince sated and satisfied for the whole of the year. Seeing a usurper in her kingdom so deftly overtake her was a sobering experience.

Malora was ignorant of such a brooding storm as she busied herself preparing for the fun to come. Her top would suffice in keeping her tits nice and snug, but there was a little concern of the inevitable friction that would arise.

Ptoo! Ptoo!

Spit filled the valley of her breasts and seeped down his shaft. A few streams dripped down her full tits and stained her top. Malora kept her eyes on Euden as she lobbed volleys of saliva against his cock. Once she was satisfied, she cleared over her chin with her tongue before asking with a sultry trill. “Well dear prince? Shall I?”

Malora didn’t wait for a response before she started grinding herself against his crotch. The spit in her bosom acted as a much-needed lubricant to keep Euden gliding smoothly in her tit-trap. She didn’t even have to use her hands thanks to her tight top and could leave them poised behind her head as she worked him over.

The queen beside her bowed her head in silent defeat. She didn’t even need to look up to see Euden’s reactions - the labored gasps and grunts were all she needed to hear. Her cherished treasure was gone - wrested from her.

“...Well are you just going to mope?”

Nefaria perked up. “W-What?”

Malora rolled her eyes and gestured down to the cock in her tits. “I see a spot that isn’t being covered. Mind lending a lady like me a hand...or a tongue?”

Nefaria bristled at Malora’s ribbing, but accepted the invitation regardless. The queen shifted over until she was straddling atop Euden’s chest, facing down at the towering shaft being squeezed by Malora’s tits. “Your choice, queenie - the crown is yours~”

Malora went back to her ministrations, adding in a few hip shakes every few thrusts. Nefaria pondered her options before nodding her head. She grabbed Euden’s hips and stretched herself back until her crotch was near the prince’s face. Her head was now poised in such a way to suckle his glans without smacking into Malora’s head or heaving breasts.

The two fenced in a silent battle- Nefaria’s tongue darting and dodging Malora’s massive tits as the huntress. The queen’s intent was to lather her beloved prince’s cock with her loving spit before their interloper would wipe it away. Occasionally she faltered and accidentally swiped her tongue across Malora’s exposed bosom.

One such time made the huntress gasp as a shiver ran along her spine. “Oh! You’re so cold, Nefy~”

Malora didn’t even need to look down to know Nefaria was glaring daggers at her. She merely smirked before continuing to squeeze and shake her tits around hin

Nefaria returned to her duties and popped her lips over his slit. Her tongue swirled around to coax out some precious precum before she planted herself atop him and suckled like a newborn atop a teat.

Euden groaned behind her as his exhaustion ever loomed. The scent of Nefaria’s desire filled his nostrils from her inact-yet-soaked panties. The prince croaked out, “G-Girls, I’m-!”

Nefaria perked up at his grunts. She pulled off his glans, leaving small strings of spit between her lips and his slit. The queen turned back and offered him her utter fealty. “Release as you will, my prince.”

Malora stopped her hips and pushed her tits as far down his cock as she could muster. She peeked over Nefaria’s head and looked back on the wheezing young ruler. “You heard her Euden - cum all over us~”

The two leaned down, giving the other room to seal their mouths around his pulsing cockhead. Their lips briefly brushed, but neither one bristled or even acknowledged the fleeting contact. It simply didn’t matter to them.a

“C-Cuming!”

“Mmph!”

“Ngh?!”

The two tried to keep their lips atop his crown, but the force of his climax ultimately repulsed them. A hot mask of seed was their fortune the moment they broke away. Nefaria leaned back and accepted it with royal poise. Malora was...too stunned to really react either way. She simply stayed in place after rope after sticky rope lashed across her visage and into her gaping mouth.

Euden slumped over, spent and utterly exhausted. His breathing stilled as he fell into a deep, satisfied slumber. Nefaria glanced back and gently caressed her beloved prince’s thigh.

‘Rest well - you’ve earned it.’

she smiled.

Malora pulled her breasts up and free of his softening shaft. The excess cum on his cock smeared over her tits before she pulled him out of her sweater trap. The ruined top clung against her boobs thanks to the sticky wet spots, but she paid it little heed as she tried to clear her eyes.
“It’s so...thick,” she mused aloud as her hands scooped up clumps of cum. The slurry clung to her digits as she finally tried to pry her eyes open and observe the damage. Her usually-dusky fingers were practically white as snow. She leaned in and licked a drizzling dollop off her thumb. ‘Hot, thick, and it tastes good? My my, someone’ got the jackpot.’
Malora resisted the urge to slurp up the rest. The vexing hunter simply looked down at the sticky slurry in her palms before idly asking, “Hey Nefy - have you ever kissed someone before?”

Nefaria flicked the cum out of her hair as she idly responded, “Save Prince Euden, I have no-oomph?!”

Malora captured the queen’s lips before she could finish. Nefaria’s eyes were wide as saucers as she tried to flinch away. The crafty huntress’ hand wrapped around the queen’s head and kept her pinned in place. Nefaria felt Malora’s cum-coated fingers dig into her hair as she realized what the minx was doing.

‘Fie you harpy!’

Malora’s tongue pushed the prince’s seed out of her cheeks and into Nefaria. The queen’s tongue bristled, but didn’t rise in protest in the slightest. Instead she simply relished the distilled-yet-comforting taste of her beloved prince’s cock elixir.

Euden snoozed beneath them, unaware of the erotic sight taking place on his bed. Nefaria’s fingers dug into Malora’s shoulders as she pushed the more provocative woman further into her mouth. Malora humored the reborn queen for a shy time before finally pulling back with a loud, wet

pop

.

Nefaria whimpered at the loss. Malora’s tongue lingered long enough to scoop up the drizzles of drool and spunk for her own pleasure.

“Mmm,

delicious. And you don’t taste so bad yourself, Nefy,” she winked.

The queen snapped out of her haze, but was still at a loss for words. Malora leaned in with that customary teasing smirk intact. “Oh come now - it’s Dragonyule is it not?” she chuckled.

Nefaria was too rattled to answer. Malora noticed a dollop hanging off of Nefaria’s lips and swiped it up with her finger. The sultry lady flicked her digit in her lips. “Mwah~! Isn’t it only fair to share the wealth?”

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I have a discord now! Come on over to The Steakhouse and join us. See you there :) “Hisss! Back off!”Ebisu collapsed, spilling all the Gold Snappers in his basket. The four adventurers let their weapons drop as the relief of victory flowed over them. Euden stood proud in his regal new attire. “We did it. Nice work, everyone!”“Let us give thanks to Illa,” Hildegarde clasped her hands with a serene smile. The moment was shattered as she turned to her fellow churchwoman and snapped, “Now Elisanne - would you take that ridiculous farce off?!”“This costume is what turned the tide, Hildegarde,” the paladyn defended her decision to wear her vampire garb. The radiant yet lascivious outfit stuck out compared to the mostly white uniforms of her comrades.Hildegarde wasn’t convinced in the slightest, and didn’t stay her tongue as she kept lashing out. “It’s a sully - a holy warrior clad in the scraps of fiends? Disgraceful!”Elisanne withered. “I-It’s cute though!”“It’s a travesty!”“Oh come on you stick in the mud - let a girl have some fun.”Malora finally chimed in as she deftly thumbed her axe. The Radiant Swath shined in the otherworldly realm and illuminated her perversion of Saint Starfall’s regalia. The lascivious huntress turned to their sole man companion with a sultry wink, “Isn’t that right, prince ~?Euden glanced between the three ladies with a clear blush on his cheeks. He found it impossible to focus between longing Elisanne, displeased Hildegarde, and playful Malora “I um, well you see it’s-”
“Well fought, all of you.”
Their dragons.From Elissane bore forth the first who spoke - Gilgamesh, the King of Kings. The shining overlord stood proud overhead, arms crossed as he gazed upon them. Somehow, the glow from his splendor seemed gentler today - almost soft. “Once more you have stood triumphant in the face of your foes. History has surely been marked upon this day.”The four responded to such praise with a polite, though not wholly committed, bow. The great dragon’s words thundered in their ears as their feat was given the praise of legends. ‘We stopped a cat burglar.’ “I-It was a necessary fight, oh mighty Gilgamesh - not one worthy of regalement,” Elisanne insisted to her chosen dragon.Great Takemikazuchi barked with laughter that rumbled through the otherworld. “Hah! Necessity is no excuse. All that matters is the victory you earned.”Malora coiled her finger around her hair as she basked in her dragon’s praises. “Ooh, to be complemented by the mighty dragons - It’s too much for Lady Starfall,” she swooned.The spritely Cupid could hardly contain himself as he flittered between them with boyish glee. He eventually settled behind his chosen bearer as he chipperly declared, “I could feel your passion welling! Especially yooooou, Hildegard.”Hildegard swallowed, trying to ignore the weight on her shoulders or back. “I am...honoured, with your praise,” she attempted to smile.The last dragon spoke - none other than the mighty Jeanne d’ Arc herself, as she addressed her bearer with pride. “And lest we forget, it was you who guided us all, O’ Prince Euden. The banner of victory is yours to claim this day. We must revel in that fact!”Euden offered his dragon a kind smile, though he was clearly unsure of how to answer such a summons. “I’m sure Cleo has the finest feast we can offer you all as thanks back at the Halidom.”Takemikazuchi clicked his teeth at the thought of such a fine feast. “The bread is more than worthy of sustenance, but we would like some time with you - human to dragon.”“That goes for alllll of you,” Cupid chimed in as he snuggled against Hildegarde.Elisanne mulled such an abrupt invitation and missed the look of unease and borderline distress passing over poor Hildegarde’s visage. Instead, she turned to address the eternal knight with weary caution. “Is this some means of trial, Lady Jeanne?”Jeanne smiled to Elisanne. “Be at ease, good paladyn - this is nothing of ill intent at all. Of that I assure you.”Malora leaned on her axe handle, pressing the shaft into her tube top as she propped her cheek on the pommel. Hmm, well color this girl curious,” she hummed.Gilgamesh took control and offered their declaration to the four adventurers. ”You have all shown to stand shoulder to shoulder with us, and we wish to acknowledge such a feat. You should feel honored to be held in renown by the King of Kings.”The four glanced between each other, silently conversing. Hilde’s lip trembled as she suppressed the urge to blurt out ‘no’ - something about how her dragon was acting had made her uneasy. Malora’s eyebrow perched to Euden’s direction as she deeply mulled on what the dragon’s invitation entailed. Euden himself seemed puzzled and at a loss of what to do. At least until his ever-loyal paladyn and friend declared, “If that’s all, I would be ill-advised to turn down such an invitation.”Euden nodded, his mind made up. “Well if Elly’s okay with it, I don’t see what’s the harm. How about you two - Malora?”Malora hefted her axe over her shoulder, making her tits bounce in her tube top as she shrugged. “Sure, I have no objections to spending time with such a gentlemen...er, gentle dragon .”“Hildegarde?” Euden asked the last of his comrades.Hilde’s face flashed for a moment - a gaze of betrayal and shock that would go unheeded by her comrades. Reluctantly, she nodded along and cosigned her consent to future to come. “I would...be honored to accept Cupid’s invitation.”The four dragons beamed. “Splendid! Feast tonight, and be prepared for us to visit you shortly after you retire for the evening. We shall be discussing our own ways of honoring you all then,” Jeanne told Euden before she ascended into the air .her tail coiled around her thigh in a lazy circle as she went.Gilgamesh nodded in approval before boldy addressing the Vampaladyn. “I look forward to speaking without reservation to the Grand Paladyn herself.”Cupid flew out from behind Hildegarde, sending his feathered wings brushing against the priestess behind him. “Caaaaaan’t wait~” he winked.“Tonight, we shall strengthen our bond of friendship. I look forward to your vigor, Lady Starfall!” Takemikazuchi declared to Malora.The dragons departed, leaving their human partners and the portal back to Grastea behind. Malora and Elisanne seemed to squirm for varying reasons, while Hildegarde seemed more than a touch uneased. Euden merely mused aloud, “I wonder what that entails?”
‘This isn’t what I had in miiiiiiiind!’
Elisanne gasped and squirmed in the mighty dragon’s grip. Her bare legs shook as her thighs clapped against his biceps. Bare breasts flopped out of her parted costume as she was accosted from behind in her private quarters. Nails dug into the scaly arms that were clasped against her nape, keeping her peering down against the floor.
“You have shown yourself strong before your king, Paladyn. That pleases me.”
Gilgamesh’s words thundered in her skull, pounding her brain as much as his mighty sword jabbed her twat. “Hah haaaaaah,” she wheezed.The dragon tightened his grasp and doubled his pace. Gilgamesh was throwing Elisanne down his shaft and relying on the recoil spasms to pull her back up. Every lunge sent the breath out of her lungs and sweat flying from her body in droves.Gilgamesh continued, utterly nonplussed as he vigorously fucked the paladyn. His tone level and composed - not even plowing a tight pussy would stop the king of kings’ speech. “Before my radiance you stood, free of all shadow.”Elisanne felt something wrap around her ankles and hold them aloft - his wings. Gilgamesh let go of her nape and ran his taloned hands over her body. One hand brushed against her cheek. The other palm dipped lower to the frantic beating of her heart. His regal, baritone decree rumbled over her bowed head. “Your body houses a great soul; I see I was right to place my expectations on you.”
“Elisanne.”
Her ears twitched at her name. Not her epithets or her titles - not the platitudes she’d earned. Her real, honest name. It sounded so strange to be uttered by the great dragon, and yet he spoke it as if it were as natural as breathing. For the first time since they’d started, she raised her head. “Hah, K-King Gilgamesh~”Gilgamesh slowed his pace a mere moment. Just long enough to wrap his tail up her thigh and rub the tip against her engorged clit. Her breath hitched as she succumbed to climatic bliss with an utterly silent scream. And yet from the white void that filled her world, the King of Kings’ voice echoed from beyond.
“The churning waves that drives you.”

“The righteous light that burns away the darkness within you.”

“The tempestuous winds of passion that batter, but never break.”

“The mighty storm that calls down from the heavens - I see it all, mortal, and bid you further!”
“GYAHH!”Elisanne gasped out of her climactic eternity and back to her quarters in the Halidom. From the radiant eternity that had gripped her and back into the hands of the shining overlord himself. Gilgamesh’s words did not reach her as mere speech, but as the very will and testament of creation itself.
“Rise, Elisanne! Do not falter now on the threshold of greatness! I bid you ascend, that you may reach my throne and all its splendor!”

“Do you accept my call, Grand Paladyn?!”
“I DO!”Words escaped before she even thought - the truth spewed before reason could protest. Her body finally won over the war with her mind as she pledged herself to the almighty dragon. “G-GIVE IT TO ME - ALLLLL OF IT~”His wings released her thighs, sending her legs dropping below. The sharp jolt blinded her as euphoric stars danced across her eyes. When they cleared, she was suddenly upside down mere hairs above the floor. ‘H-How did I...did he drop m-’ ”?!”Elisanne’s disheveled ponytail trailed against the stone tiles until his tail ran up her back and pushed her up to face him. Her hands flew up to grab the intricate plates over his chest. Supple legs scrambled to lock around his thin-yet-rippling stomach.They faced each other. A paladyn’s panting, sloppy sex face vs the composed visage of a mighty dragon king. What her face betrayed, her words rang true. Gilgamesh firmly nodded and roared, “Very well! I anoint my favor unto you!”Words were replaced by feral grunts. Human and dragon bonded in higher Dragalia as Gilgamesh and Elisanne bucked and thrashed together. The paladyn’s tattered costume clung to her sweaty body as the night passed unheeded. Her anointment could’ve been brief, or a long, private eternity. She didn’t knowShe didn’t care.“EEEEEEEEEEEYAHHHH!”Elisanne screamed as she slammed down on the dragon’s dick. A torrent of cum blasted into her, stuffing and packing in her fertile core until it splashed back out. Her belly started to bulge out as her womb struggled to carry the many, many sires of the mighty Gilgamesh.The dragon released her, letting his cock pop out of her messy twat. A slurry of knight and king’s sin pooled down at his feet. He paid it no heed as he stepped over and laid the exhausted Paladyn down with tender restraint. “You have entertained me. Accept my gift with care.”
“Mmmm.”
Elisanne subconsciously raised her hand and stroked her swollen stomach. The mighty Gilgamesh’s claws laid over it as he joined her in the innocuous act.“Oh goddess. O-Oh goddesssss!”Hildegarde grasped at her bedsheets for dear life as her ass was split in twain. Her holy vestments were splayed out around her, mostly intact save her discarded cap and torn smallclothes. Stocking-clad knees dug further into the mattress as she desperately rattled and bucked back against the thick dragon cock spreading her buttcheeks. Her labored wheezing and grunts were masked by the fluttering of wings around her.“Gosh Hilde - you’re soooooo tight. It feels wonderful !”Cupid’s chipper voice grated in her ears. It was bad enough dealing with the pain of having her butt stuffed, but adding in the dragon’s shrill coos was more than she cared to endure. As if sensing her disdain, the love dragon rammed his thick cock deep in her ass. Spit flew from her open mouth as she grasped the sheets until her nails dug through the lining.It hurt - a lot.Pain was the constant that racked her body and rattled her mind. Pain clouded her eyes before her hair came undone and blinded her to her own domicile. Pain shot through her being and set a carnal fire in her untouched womb.Pain became ecstasy.“Aaah, G-Goddess, prote-eeeeec”Hildegarde’s pleas broke down as Cupid sped up his pace. As the thick cock split her tender rump, her fits lessened. Toes curled in her stockings. Her cheek rubbed against the bed as she stopped thinking.Eyes rolled up until they were mere prinpicks near her forehead. Her tongue lulled out as she started to grind back. From between her usually pursed lips, drool dribbled down and onto her once-immaculate bed.Cupid took notice and grinned. His grip adjusted from her thighs to her hips as he leaned in and trilled, “Oh, that smiling face of yours... I just love it to BITS!”The small dragon reached in and pulled at her lips. Drool smeared his fingers as he lightly played with her cheek and tongue. He kept beaming at her drunken, rosy visage. “Oh come on Hilllde - there’s no need to be shy!”Cupid lifted off the bed and leaned into her ear. “You looove this don’t you? I can tell you know~”His wings wrapped around her arms and pulled her aloft. Cupid landed on his feet behind and between her still-flat claves. His hands reached up for her covered breasts and painfully erect nipples. “So come on - share your feelings with meee!”He was goading her - taunting her. If she were lucid she’d know this. If she were still of sound mind she’d admonish him. If she were strong, she’d punish him.She was none of those.“S-SHOOO GOOOOOD!”Hildegarde’s screams thundered through her room. She grabbed her tits and squeezed them, digging both their hands into her bosom. The churning in her ass shook more of her quim down her thighs and onto her bed.Cupid nodded in approval. His hips slowed down to let her match his pace. “Hah, isn’t that better? Don’t you feel good now?”She couldn’t answer. He knew she couldn’t. She was too busy being basked in the radiant pleasure that his love had introduced unto her. The righteous, pious fealty in the goddess Illa had transcended to the most pure form of all.Love of Love itself.“Hildegarde, I’m so proud of you!” He beamed. His wings released her arms as he tightened his grasp on her hips. Her thighs smacked against his swaying balls as she was pulled and pushed against him like a mere puppet until he reached the point of no return. “Here's a little token in exchange for your love. Go on, take it!His gift of life filled her. Thick, viscous cum that would’ve sealed her womb shut. Instead it fired straight up her ass and filled her canal. Cupid kept her locked over his lovestick until he felt the last of his present swimming in her rump. He let her drop onto the bed before pulling out of her stuffed, gaping hole. “This gift is full of my love. Aaaaand...now it's yours!”Hildegarde didn’t stir at his final words. She merely layed there on her bed, strewn out and convulsing in ecstasy. Cum from her ass seeped down into the puddles of her pussy juice between her thighs. From within her lustful grin and lidded eyes, a storm quelled.
‘Y-you cheeky brat.’

“It is a joy to be bound in friendship with you, Lady Starfall!”
“H-he’s still using that title?!’ Malora gawked from her place beneath the proud Takemikazuchi. Dark, voluptuous skin met with shining golden scales as he pounded down atop her sweaty body. His fists gripped her supple calves for support. Her nails dug deep into the sides of her mattress until she raked against the added metal frame beneath the sheets.Her poise was a familiar one - on her back, ankles by her ears, and taking a dick fatter than her wrist. Not even the relative physique of her dragon of the evening was forigen to her and her long list of exploits. Her body being constantly assaulted by electric shocks was new though. ‘Can’t say I like it,’ she quietly admitted.Malora’s lavish parlor rattled under the force of the sumo dragon’s thrusts. Its master writhed atop her bed as she struggled to match his pace. Loud, thunderous claps of skin against skin echoed against the walls. Walls that her fellow denizens of the Halidom had oh so generously reinforced, without a single requested coin.After all, an actual night’s sleep was reward enough.Takemikazuchi tightened his grip on her calves, sending more bolts from his talons to her toes. The jolts that danced between her sweaty pores set gooseflesh and trimmed hairs ridgid across her body. “Your strength and valor equal even the wrestlers of Hinomoto!”His praise would normally make the seductress ooze with glee. Despite the odd subject, it was little different than the scores of men and women she’d left eating out of the palm of her hand before. Some were good enough for a treat, others, not so much. But from a dragon’s lips, it all changed.Malora was no fool - she knew when she was beaten. The moment that Takemikazuchi had come in and seen her in a state of undress, it was all to clear what was to come. The second her eyes had lain across the sumo legend’s shaft, she was keenly aware that her speculations were reality. And now she was on her back, taking a dragon dick like a few other Halidom women. ‘J-Just because I picked up an axe doesn’t mean I’m anything like those lunatics!’
CRASH!
Malora’ gasped as her bed collapsed to the floor. Her bed - the one she’d paid a pretty rupee and even some Dyrnell to be reinforced until it could hold...well, a dragon . Her pride and joy ruined beneath her back. Truly, nothing could stop the might of a dragon.Nothing.Time slipped out of her hands as she was caught between the pleasure of being stretched in two and the constant shocks across her body. It could’ve been minutes, hours, possibly even days. However long it was, she was a puddle of melted chocolate in the ruins of her bed.“Aah~!”The dragon’s balls smacked her ass and sent another tantalizing shock up her spine. Malora bit her lip to mask her impending screams. Her nails dug into the mattress as she counted down the inevitable storm that would send her over the edge. ‘Almost...A-Almost!’
Schlorp
Takemikazuchi abruptly pulled out of her swollen, gaping pussy. His cock glided across her rattled body until the glistening, precum-drizzling tip was poised at her lips. The seductress was too addled to notice as she stuttered, “W-What are yo-Ulmph?!”Her query’s were cut short as Takemikazuchi shoved his throbbing cock in her mouth until it hit the back of her throat. Her eyes darted between the shaft and the dragon in a panic as the patron of sumo proudly declared, “Drink, Lady Starfall! Drink deep of my vigor and pride!”
‘Not like I have a choice you big oo-ooooh goddess!’
The saint of seduction’s snark was cast aside as Takemikazuchi started thrusting in and out of her mouth. His pistoning hips forced her head up and down across his shaft. Her lips were dragged across every bump and groove of the impossibly large, inhuman cock. The added shocks were expected at this point. “Here it is - Drink!”“ Mmmmph!” The dragon slammed down and erupted in her mouth. Her whole body thrashed and bucked as he choked her with dragon seed. To make things worse, the spunk pouring down her throat or swimming in her cheeks was equally electrified.
‘Glrk, Glrk! Glrk! Gl-hrk! Glrk!’
Malora couldn’t say anything - couldn’t do anything but gargle more and more salty dragon jizz. The tight ring of her lips couldn’t stop the torrents of cum seeping out of her mouth. Her eyes rolled back as cum dribbled out of her nostrils.
“Ah prince...That was splendid~”
Jeanne’s happy coos entered Euden’s ear and passed through the other. He was too exhausted and too stunned to really acknowledge the reality of what had transpired. Then again, he need only look beyond his rumpled, king-sized bed at the sheer chaos of his darkened private chambers.His desk, cracked. His wardrobe askew. His table shattered, his chair a broken mess. There wasn’t a single piece of furniture or trapping that had escaped the ravenous knight’s passion as she led him in a carnal waltz.Eventually Human and Dragon found themselves in bed. Both stripped to nothing as Jeanne’s tail coiled around his lap. His noble seed drizzled out from between her legs - a testament to how utterly and completely she had worked to drain him dry. Her hair and wings were strewn about the spacious mattress. A bare hand traced lazy circles over his chest. “ I've truly enjoyed my time here so far, my prince.”Euden swallowed, trying to wetten his dry throat. He turned to the glowing, glamorous dragon at his side. He had no words to offer her, only actions.Jeanne blinked as he reached out and adjusted her floral headband. She hadn’t even realized it was askew on her head. The simple act made her chuckle with melodious mirth. “Hehe. You have a welcoming and radiant soul. We are all so graced by your guiding light.”Euden croaked out, “I can only hope to live up to it. I’d give them my all if it means we can see peace.”She reached across and clasped his hands in hers - her fingers dwarfing his even in her diminished state. She spoke clear and calm, with eyes that glowed through the dark chamber. “And you will have it, one day. But until that dawn passes, I give you my all - my banner for battle, my soul for your cause. My last breath for your life, and my hand at your side.”His breath hitched, not at her words, but at the presence of her other hand. Jeanne’s smile turned playful as she croned out, “..or below~”“Can I assist you with something, my prince?” she asked in faux curiosity. Her palm lazily pumped up and down his shaft. New vigor flowed into his limp blade as she coaxed him back to strength.Euden gasped out, “P-Please!”“He he! Very well - I shall bear this burden, for you~” she vowed.Her attention divested down to the burden throbbing in her hand. Languid strokes had managed to restore it to its firm and fit prime. Even her larger palm still couldn’t cover every inch of his shaft. She licked her lips and prepared for the revelry to come.Euden squirmed in her grasp. Too tired to really protest or reach out. He merely had to endure her coy plays. The way she pumped up and down his shaft, or twisted his cock like a handle. Her thumb reached up and gently flicked against his tip. “J-Jeanne.”His dragon smiled plainly, even as she continued her lascivious work. She didn’t plan to use her hand forever though - not for him at least. She opened her legs, letting the cum webs break between her thighs.Jeanne shifted over until she was laying across him. Her hand slipped away from his shaft as she adjusted herself properly. Euden’s whimpers were cut short as she wrapped creamy thighs around his dick.
“Does this please you, your highness?”
Euden’s bucking hips was her answer, and it satisfied her. She was content to slowly undulate her hips and let the renewed prince do the rest of the thrusting. Jeanne d’ Arc instead merely laid back until his hot breath attacked her bare nape. Her hand reached down to caress her bare, toned stomach.She didn’t know if there was any life left in his loins - perhaps her efforts would be ultimately useless save the mere pleasure of serving her lord. That alone would be enough, even without the life that sloshed in her womb. Perhaps it was mere hope, or maybe it was more.
‘Hehe. Welcome, O future king.’

Knock Knock
“Hey Euden? You up yet?”Luca’s query was met with a silent, heavy wooden door.“I don’t think the boss is up yet,” Ranzal shrugged.Beside them, the much smaller Cleo scoffed in annoyance. “Oh honestly - is he still locked up in his room? What if our guests choose to leave while he’s slumbering?”He must’ve partied too much and is out cold,” Luca mused.Cleo grumbled in frustration.“Ugh. I will go fetch something. You two - watch his door, and go rouse Elisanne. It's not like her to tarry so much as well.”Ranzal sighed. “Yeah yeah, I’ll go get her. Maybe she’ll know what’s going on with Hildegarde or Malora too. Didn’t see any of them at breakfast earlier,” he mused.“Or lunch,” Luca chimed in.

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Recently, in the former capital Sol Alberia…
Leonidas came to a halt before the palace gates and crossed his arms. “Hmm” “Ah.” His younger brother Phares stood before him, as unflappable as ever.“Well, well! If it isn’t my dearest of all brothers, Leonidas and Phares!” The two men turned to see their little sister sashaying forward, fan in hand and her ever-present grin on her lips. “What a coincidence to find both of you here”“It really is,” Phares nodded. Leonidas did nothingChelle flicked her fan shut and eyed her older brothers. Her gaze feigned kindness, but to lesser men it looked more like a cat eyeing its prey. “Since we’re all together again, perhaps we might sit down for a little tete-a-tete? I can’t imagine we’ll have many such opportunities in the future.”Leonidas grunted. “Very well.”Chelle blinked, followed by Phares. The younger brother actually smiled as he remarked, “How unexpected. I thought you would reject the idea out of hand.”The oldest scion finally let go of his arms, though kept his eyes shut. “I have things I would ask of you both...but first - Chelle.”Chelle perked up at her name. “Hmm?”Leonidas stepped to her, head tilted down at her shorter gaze. His eyes finally opened as he glared down at his mirthful, yet squirming, sister. “Is this a mere chat...or is this another game?”Chelle flicked her fan open, keeping her cheeks concealed. “Eee hee hee! Goodness me! Accosting a lady in front of the imperial palace, and your sister no less?”Phares chortled, while Leonidas remained as nonplussed as ever. Chelle glanced to her second brother before stepping past the two. She felt her brothers gaze on her rolling hips as she looked back and smirked, “Why don’t you come to my chamber and find out~”“Mmm, you’ve grown well, dear sister.” Phares hummed as he gently stroked his sister’s bobbing head. The trio were in her lavish chambers, stripped bare save crowns and her stockings. The two brothers stood before their sister, on her knees and lavishing their loins with her incestuous silver tongue. Chelle preened herself as she busied on sucking her brother’s irregular cock. ‘Wyrmscale has taxed you so Phares - but this is certainly a boon if ever I’ve seen one.’ she mused, bobbing up and down the semi-scaly shaft.Beside her, the eldest scion simply stood, arms crossed, and let his little sister pump his cock off. If the divine right to rule blessed him with a body of kings, it was equally as merciful in his royal scepter. Chelle struggled to wrap her hand around his cock as she jerked him off.
‘Pchwa~’
The princess popped off her brother’s cock, letting spit linger between them. She offered him a parting kiss before turning to dour Leonidas. Her smile fell to a frown as she lamented, “Grumpiness does not become you, Brother. Do you have a tummy ache, perhaps?“Hmph - don’t you have something to be doing?” Leonidas growled.Chelle merely rolled her eyes before plopping him in her mouth. Her brother's musky dick attacked her palate and left her almost numb with bliss. She didn’t simply suck - she swallowed him whole.Phares watched her attack Leonidas with far less abandon and grace than him and chuckled, “You take to this with uncanny grace, Chelle.”Chelle loudly slurped back up Leonidas’ cock before popping off long enough to snipe back, “I merely strive to show my excellence, in all forms~”Her hands took over, working her brothers in distinct ways as she gazed up at them. She put on her best mask of compassion as her silver tongue spun sweet yarns. “Though war and toil divide us, know that I am ever there for you, as your loyal and loving little sister.”“That will never change, sister,” Phares teased.Chelle clicked her teeth in ire. “Do not mock my growth, sir! I have seen much and learned much in the recent past.”She leaned in, licking her brother’s dicks like a harlot instead of a princess. Her wrists kept wrapping and jerking their shafts as she tapped the first one than the other tip on her tongue. “Perhaps you’ll both confirm my motives to be pure?”“You talk too much, Chelle.” Leonidas growled.“Ah, but you always were callous, Brother!” Chelle whined. She leaned down and popped her eldest brother’s sac in her mouth and let her tongue swirl and clean it in her spit. Her palm shifted up to polish his crown, while her other hand instead reached down to twist around Phares’ crotch.The princess let go of her brother’s sac, drooling unceremoniously on the rich carpet below. “It reminds me of days gone by…Whenever I approached the two of you together, you called me a nuisance and drove me hence.”Phares hummed at her words and ministrations. “Not that it ever stopped you.”Chelle grinned before popping Phares back in her mouth. She forced him down her throat a few times before pulling him off with practiced ease. “ Pwah~ ! -Indeed. And then I found a way to entice you to humor my presence...now shall we dance?”Phares returned her smile before offering her a hand. Surprisingly, even Leonidas raised his palm to give her aid in rising. The princess stood, letting her tits bounce as she settled on her feet. Phares glanced down at her tits before returning to her eyes. “How so, dear sister?”Chelle squeezed both their hands and clapped them between her palms. “Together of course - it’s been so long since the three of us were together. I seek your companionship, Phares...and you as well, Leonidas.”Leonidas scoffed. “If that’s true - then prove it.”He was behind her before either of his siblings could blink. Leonidas' hands locked around her arms and pushed her into his chest. She felt his hot cock rubbing her supple asscheeks as he hotely whispered in her ear. “In all our games, you have offered every inch of your body to my choosing, Chelle...all save one.”Chelle shuddered in his grasp, especially when Phares stepped forward and pushed his own dick against her stomach. She crooked her head back and sweetly cooed, “Oh Leonidas...you only ever had to ask you know~”The brothers let her go, knowing what came next. Chelle crawled onto her bed and stretched out her long, supple body like the cats she wielded. Phares sat down beside her, supine and ready for her. The princess squatted down atop him and stretched her ass open for her oldest brother.The three came together.“Mmmm, oh gods above! I  f-feel so-so full~!” Chelle gasped. Her pussy and ass stretched open between her brother’s potent pricks. She arched back and pushed her breasts up as a silent scream passed her open lips.The trio set a brisk, frantic pace. Leonidas and Phares quickly shifted into a rhythm as they worked together to plow their little sister into submission. Neither one was at all fooled by her coy words or her supposed fealty - there were too many masks in her arsenal to simply buy her silver words at face value. They would earn her truth - by force and finesse.Leonidas seized her neck and pushed her up into a harsh, grating kiss. Incestuous tongues twirled and slapped together as spit dribbled out of their mouths. His other hand reached up to grab her breast for support. “Mmmph, mmmm~”Phares gripped her hips, keeping his sister atop him as he watched his siblings kiss overhead. He had a personal view as her face shifted amongst her masks - nervous, conniving, defiant, fearful, wrathful.Submissive.Leonidas released her and let his sister fall onto his little brother. Her breasts smacked against his scaly chest, knocking the breath from her lungs. Phares gently pushed her hips forward until he met her mouth in a far more subdued, passionate kiss.“Mmph?!”She didn’t expect his tongue to split - to coil around her own sloppy wet tongue to squeeze and wring out the spit drizzling off. ‘H-He...how far has your body withered, Phares?’ she wondered as he pulled her in deeper to their liplock.What they had was verboten - impure and sacrilegious in nature, and yet felt so right it simply had to be. What had simply started as her fool attempts to curry favor had blossomed into something else - something more.All the nights in her opulent Chanzella, she craved them both. Save a single faltering night with her youngest brother, she suffered disappointment every evening as her fingers or toys faltered. But such was the past - this was the now.Phares pulled back and sighed in her mouth. “Ahh, Chelle.”Such simple words heralded a storm - a flood of exalted yet tainted seed that flooded her womb. Chelle’s eyes flew open as fistful wads of cum punctured her tight pussy and impacted her innermost core. Leonidas kept fucking her ass, never once faltering as she was stuffed with incestuous breeder’s batter.Phares cock slipped out of Chelle’s full twat. A slurry of cum and quim drizzled over his limp dick. Leonidas finally had the grace to slow his pistoning cock to a brief, tepid lull.  Phares reached out and stroked her lovely hair aside. “My apologies for not living up to your expectations, sister.”Chelle stirred, raising her head to tsk in his face. Her shaky voice struggled to retain her regal authority as she admonished him, “O-Oh posh...don’t t-t-treat your sister so poo-oooh-rly, Phares. La-eeeeee-y on my pillow, and let me h-hah...h-hah-andle the rest~”She plopped down on his chest, burying her cheek in his scaly pecs. Phares did as she asked and shuffled up. Her cheek rubbed between harsh scale and softer flesh until her chin smacked against his cockhead. Her second brother patted her head before gently propping her face up. “Here sister - for you.”Chelle’s mouth pushed against his cock. Leonidas resumed his pace rutting her butt. His palms tightened around her hips as he slowly but surely ramped up until he matched their earlier speed.The princess busied herself on her brother’s inhuman cock. She kept her head aloft and relied on her lips, tongue, and a little careful applied biting to stir her brother back to action. Her nails dug into the sheets as she struggled between sucking and bucking between her brothers.“Hrmph! Is this how you truly are, Chelle - just a strumpet in the guise of a royal?”Leonidas' grating words passed through her ears. If she were lucid, perhaps she’d have some cutting rebuttal to fire back. If she were coherent, perhaps she could find a way to cripple her haughty brother’s pride. Yet she was too preoccupied slurping and gagging on Phares’ cock to reply.The first scion used her distraction and doubled his pace until crashing, crackling skin-slaps thundered through the room. He reached up from her hips and clutched her head. “Take this!”
“Hrrrk!”
Chelle’s eyes widened as she was forced down Phares’ cock. Leonidas swiftly clutched her hips anew as he pounded out the last frantic dozen thrusts before he reached his own end. “HrrrrrrrRRRRAGH!”She heard him roar. She felt her ass fill with Leonidas’ pride, while Phares’ slurry drizzled out of her twat and onto the bedspread. Her cheeks billowed out as the second prince’s next load filled her mouth. Flushed face, disheveled hair, and nostrils flared - Chelle’s eyes rolled back in bliss...“Phew, that was quite refreshing!” Chelle chipperly declared as her doors swung shut. Her brothers had both departed sometime before her, leaving her plenty of time to soak away their long, spirited chat. “Now then, where next shall I have my fu-uhooo.”She flicked her fan open to hide her disdain at the smirking man bowing before her. “For what reason do you haunt my doors, Harle?”He stayed low, showing utter submission to the first, and only, princess of the empire. “Ah princess - I merely wish to tell you that her imperial majesty seeks your audience - nothing more.”“I...see. Thank you, Harle,” she forced a smile before stepping into the darkness behind him. Back into the unknown, the strange.The Other.

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The crackling of a morning fire thinly-veiled grunts and moans from one of the feast hall’s two occupants.Euden’s bountiful breakfast was scarcely touched, even as he grumbled and groaned. The source of his woes wasn’t his stomach, but rather than hand pumping his erect cock beneath the table. The graceful yet firm wrist reached to his side while a knight clad in roses shared a meal with him.Lea, eyes forward even as she jerked him off. Her other hand easily brought her fork to her waiting lips. Her pumping fist was in total contrast to the rest of her composure. When the great door open, she merely slowed down and shifted away from him.In walked the great veteran Sir. Raemond. Lea greeted her fellow knight with a calm nod and a composed hail. “Good morning, Sir. Knight. I trust the day finds you well?"He smiled at the two. “Well enough my dear. These bones feel a little lighter today. Must be the clean air.”Euden perked up at that, along with her switch to gently squeezing and twisting his cock head. The latter made it a struggle to explain, “S-Sophie was doing some tests with Midgaahrdsormr.”“Ah, is that so? I must thank them for such a kindness” he declared before turning to depart “Well I must be off. Thank you for your time, my liege. Lady Lea.”Only Euden actually wished Raemond off. Lea was too busy speeding up her thrusts. She kept it as silent as possible until the doors groaned shut. Only then did she really start pumping, even leaning over and adding her other hand to the mix.The knight frowned as she struggled to jerk the prince off. He wasn’t particularly massive, but it still took the whole of her two palms to nearly cover him. She tsked in annoyance and addressed him, “Your highness, we must get t-this under control. I implore you- please cum.”The way she spoke almost sounded like begging - a tone hardly befitting such a proud knight. That, coupled with her desperate strokes on his already sensitive loons, was the breaking point. Euden gripped the table cloth until his knuckles were bone white as he growled, “L-Lea!”That was all the warning the knight had before he exploded, filling the palm that was rubbing his slit. Her sticky fingers could scarcely contain the flow, prompting her to grab his napkin and smother his cock with it. Lea kept it covered until she was sure he’d stopped, or at least steadied his breathing. Only then did she risk removing the ruined rag.Ruined it was, soaked in royal seed. Heavy drips of discarded cum stained her fingers from merely holding the damaged, damning napkin. Lea didn’t even hesitate in tossing it deep into the open fire.
Fwooosh!
The renewed inferno roared behind her as she struggled to remove the evidence on her fingers. “I trust that should suffice for now your….high...ness.”She trailed off as she noticed his cock- half messy but still very much erect. The knight sighed, already knowing how precious time was.
‘This will be a long day, won’t it?’

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Lea nudged aside a broom handle with her shoulder. The cleaning closet was far too cramped for this kind of foolery, and yet Lea found herself there. The other alternative was risking leading the prince across the foyer and halls of the Halidom and risk exposure. ‘I will not allow such harm to come to you, your highness.’ So here she was - on her knees, dress pulled down, and bosom wrapped around the prince’s cock. Her arms kept her tits pinned together, giving him a tight, pleasurable trap to release his numerous frustrations. The sticky remnants of breakfast snagged and scraped against her tender titflesh.
‘Ptoo!’
She spat down, letting her saliva act as a much-needed lube to ail their woes. The knight’s visage was grim and cold, even in the face of such lascivious actions. To her, this was not revelry, but duty. Euden tried to treat it the same by keeping his appraisal in check. Yet occasionally a guttural growl would escape his clenched lips.Like a dragon.Dragalia - the notion that the Greatwyrms kept espousing, and the source of her liege’s plight. A pact with dragons granted a boon of great strength but was not without its banes as well. Dragons were not absolved of sin, even the most stalwart and righteous ones. And considering how many pacts Euden had made thus far…Lea’s musings were cut short as the prince sped up between her breasts. He stepped forward, forcing her back until her shoulders hit the other wall. Her dress hiked up, exposing a flash of her clean white panties as her ass squished against her heels. His cockhead flew in and out of her boobcrack, inching closer and closer to her gaping lips and looming tongue. Begging for entry. Begging for her touchShe offered both gladly.This was her duty - her oath borne under a new kingdom’s banner. The old Kingdom may have turned on her first, yet it was ultimately she who broke her vows and let her personal grief guide her. ‘Fortune favors me that it led here.’ she mused.He slipped out of her lips and blew in her face. The first shot smacked across her nose, eliciting her to open wide. Lea’s eyes stared up as rope after sticky rope assaulted her, glazing her fair skin in noble seed. She wore it as a badge. A testament of repentance for her broken vows, and fealty to the kind prince who absolved her.He was many things - a kind soul, a noble leader, a gallant light against a world plagued by darkness. But here, he was a mere boy, brought low by the burden of power. A disgraceful sight that should not weigh on anyone’s shoulders. And she would let no other person bear such a shame. Least of all his closest allies.But the way her white panties were drenched would tell a different tale if she even dared to acknowledge them...“Prince Euden, this is hardly p-proper.”That was all the Knight could muster as she gripped her planted sword for dear life. She glanced back nervously, past the prince to the rest of the courtyard for any unwelcome guests. Heavy breaths and sweat mixed together as their earlier bout had turned to...this.Lea’s bare back was laden with gooseflesh as they kept on. Feeling the hot, throbbing desire scraping against her legs was having an obvious effect on her. A fresh pair of pink panties were already stained and dripping onto the grass below. Her legs squirmed together, constricting Euden’s cock as it sawed between her thighs.The prince had the decency to look abashed, even as he gripped her hips and kept thrusting. The open yard compelled him to keep his grunts down, lest they carry to some passing denizen. Matching red on their cheeks were a befitting shade for two fire-minded sword wielders. “I-i’m sorry Lea. Its just...your legs are so-“She cut him off, her cheeks as rosy as her panties. “E-Enough! Say no more, your majesty. Just...just do as you must,” she implored.He treated this as the invitation it was and sped up. Eudens fists bunched against her dress’s hips as he ground against the shapley knight. She struggled to keep her grip on her sword, feeling it slide forward due to her weight. Her blade shifted and sent her flying forward.She planted the sword deeper and caught herself, but was already bent over too far. The results were when the prince tried to re-engage, he wound up planting between a different crack. A dirtier one, nestled in her dress.“Prince Euuuuuu?!”Lea’s protests were cut short as she felt him slam against her ass and unload. His seed drenched the inside of her skirt, all the way up to the cut below her shoulders. Her knees buckled under her. The only thing keeping her up wound up being Euden’s grip on her hips.The stench of sweat and sin pounded through their nostrils. It was clear that despite this detour, their next destination remained the same. The showers.For both of them.
‘Ssssssssssssssssss’
The heavy hiss of shower spray melted away as they embraced. Prince and knight- stations that were cast aside under the hot water. Sweat and sin washed down their dirty, bare bodies. Loins pressed together but remained unjoined.Euden was still conflicted, even after how outlandish this day had been. Naive though he was in the matters of the flesh, he knew what Dragalia could wreak upon him. Moreso, he knew the disgrace it would bring if it was found that the crown prince of New Alberia had such a weakness. He was prepared to deal with this mollifying issue until he could approach a sympathetic ear in private, only for his new, busty knight to barge into his private breakfast and stick her hand down his drawers.He felt her nails trace down his chest and gingerly start caressing his cockhead. Her fingers, the same ones that gripped fiend-slaying swords, stroked his loins with an almost feather-like grace. Lea’s touch was no less intoxicating, even after he’d experienced her breasts and thighs. And her lips…Eyes closed, they came together. Lip to lip.Neither one was necessarily experienced, but that’s what made it better. Their clumsy tongues would bump and prod each other by happenstance, less a duel and more a fumble. He reached down and cupped her breast. She reached up and stroked his shoulder.Passion was abound, raw and unfettered. He respected the legendary knight, admired her even. And yet there was no room in his dark future for love - no time to foster his own fire within the unyielding light.Heavy is the head that wears the crown.He pulled away, leaving a sliver of spit between them. Lea’s lips stayed puckered as if expecting him to return to her. Her eyes fluttered open, confused and slightly hurt. He struggled to even call her name.“Lea…”The knight could sense his doubts, his fears. She raised a hand- hewn and marred by war, and yet still looking so pristine, so perfect. Her eyes blazed with fire as her firm voice reached over the howling waters. Like thunder breaking a warm summer rain. “Your highness. I implore you, if only for today - i am you sworn, loyal knight. Here to do as you bid, and as you please.”Euden’s crumbing resolve collapsed at her words, and he threw himself upon her again. Her back pressed against the cold wall as he greedily devoured her ripe, sweet lips. Their hands abandoned their posts in favor of freedom, brazenly roaming the other’s bodies. Wet hair clung to their skin, her long tresses even tangling against him. His throbbing sword was poised over her quivering sheathe - ready to plunge with but a single stroke.“Oooh, my prince…”He was disgracing himself, and he simply didn’t care.“Ooph~”Lea’s back hit the couch as she brought them both down. Euden kept hammering away at her gushing twat, fighting against her ankles locked around his waist. Her barely contained breasts were pinned against his coat. She grabbed his wild hair and pulled him in for another mind-searing kiss.Bright red panties were bunched around her left ankle, already slick with juices before she’d have even snuck into his office. She’d be running out of clean smallclothes soon, and it was just shy of noon. Cleo would not be happy, least of all if she knew the truth.“Mmmph~”Luckily for her, she was too addled to really care. Too wrapped up in the euphoria to even listen to the screaming voice in her head berating her for taking things too far. Somehow her honor hadn’t really accounted for just how all-encompassing offering her to cater the prince’s every whim could be…Euden and Lea’s tongue lazily rolled and squirmed within their sealed lips. There was no spark to claim victory, no compulsion to affirm or wrest power. The two were simply content to let their mouths languidly dance and leave the fierce battle to their undulating hips.She moaned happily into his mouth, even as her own was filling with his spit. Piercing rubies rolled back until she was gazing forward to the blurry, sealed double doors. She scarcely cared as drool escaped the small gap of their lips. It was simply all too perfect.
Wham!
“Ditch the forms and pomp and class, we’ve got fiends to kick in the...the…”Emma’s uncharacteristically crass cheer died with her beaming smile as she got a good eyeful of the suddenly prone pair. The two stayed locked together, by hips and lips, as if hoping that stillness would render them unseen. Lea didn’t even try to hide her immodesty, as she was too stunned at being caught by the young cheermaster.“Geez kid, not your best work, that one.”Euden’s back stiffened at the familiar, brash tone. Ranzal nudged his way into the dim office, proudly showing his armor as the Halidom’s commander. “Hey boss man, you in here? We’ve got a problem and need. To. Call. A...aah.”Boisterous words trailed to nothing as he got a full eyeful of the scene before him. Euden - the prince, laying with one of his lovely loyal women-at-arms. And not even the one he was expecting at that. ‘Crap...wait, does this mean Luca and I lost? Am I in the clear??’ Ranzal’s inner conflict was shaken away as he offered an overtly wide smile. “Weeeeee’re just gonna wait for you guys at the war room, right Em?”“What the fu-?!”Emma’s protests were cut short as she was led out of the room by Ranzal. “Hah hah! Exactly right - let’s go and tell ‘em all that the boss will be there shortly. That’s alllll they need to know.”The doors slowly swung shut, casting the duo back in darkness. Neither one was ready to move, still locked like statues with her legs around his waist. A single beam of light cut across their faces.Ranzal stuck his head back in, lips frozen with a large, shit-eating grin. He raised his thumb up and mouthed a single word to the stunned couple.
‘Nice.’
“Oy, where are those two?”Lea bit down her moans as the sudued words of Yue thundered in her skull. Euden kept hammering away, filling her raised ass with every thrust. Shapely plated legs were kept spread yet bound by the still-red panties stretched between her knees. Her breast had flopped out of her corset and were now smothered in the foul colors of the hated empireThe incriminating Dyrnell flag that was the source of their mission was splayed out below her, acting as a makeshift blanket for knight and prince to rut. Some part of her knew this would happen as soon as she suggested performing reconnaissance for the scout team together. The prince had been reluctant, still wary after they were caught earlier. But one hungry, loaded look behind their comrades back and a flash of the flag made his refusal turn around.Lea’s eyes rolled back as she bit down on the flag. Her scandalous face and tits pressed into cloth. He held her hips high as deep, powerful strokes impaled her rear. Her body was the outlet for the prince’s many frustrations.‘This is for his benefit.’She chanted this truth a thousand times, hoping it would one day stick“I’m sure they’re still scouting - there is a lot of forest to cover.”Alain’s distant voice pounded in her ears, somehow reaching over the scandalous slaps. Despite how dearly she wished to indulge the moment, the knight reluctantly kept her senses keen as she listened in for any warning signs.“Suppose so. Guessing that means lotsa ways to run, huh?”“Hardly - there’s only about six points for viable retreat should the need arise. Our best bet-“”“Ngg!”Lea didn’t hear any more as Euden planted himself deep in her and started stuffing her butt with hot, sticky cum. Her euphoric juices gushed from her pussy and stained her red panties. He collapsed atop her, sending the both to the ground.The knight’s vision gradually dimmed as she came down from her orgasmic high. She tiredly rolled then onto their sides. Her ear laid against his chest. Lea was lulled by the heavy, hot breath in her disturbed hair, The rhythmic thumping of his heart, the low growl that almost filled her ears
‘Wait...growling?’
“GRAAAAAH”
“Ngh!”
The tables had truly turned on her.Lea bit her thumb to keep her whimpers muted. Her bare back pressed against cold stone. Prominent pricks on her bosom were clear as the evening sky. Her attempts to survey beyond their little alcove were thwarted as his tongue pierced her folds from the prince between her legs.One last round of patrol before they’d officially retire to the Halidom for the evening. She’d reluctantly traded her usual dress for the cheer corps attire, if only while her uniform was being patched up before tonight. The short skirt was now hiked around her hips, while her hastily applied navy panties were shoved aside. Her smooth, trimmed pubes bristled in the cooling air.“Lea, it’s only just that a ruler sees to his knights’ wellbeing as well, right?”His words pounded in her ears as he busied himself in her pussy. She was grateful that she’d had time to shower after their return, if only for his sake. It left her loins clean and ready for Euden’s sloppy yet satisfying tongue play.“Nngh!”The knight’s head buckled against the wall, thrashing side to side until her ear pressed against coarse stone and grout. As it turned out, the wall here was thinner than they knew, so thin it allowed her to hear into the adjacent courtyard.
“Come on - just another hour and we can be relieved. Might even have time to look presentable for the gala.”
Lea’s eyes narrowed in annoyance. The last thing she wanted was more needless prattling during her time with the prince. ‘Least of all from hastily trained guards.’She looked down at the prince. Euden seemed unable or unwilling to hear this bawdry talk and simply remained between her legs. She gently reached down and pushed his head closer as she listened on
“So who’s going to be taking the prince tonight? My money’s on the paladyn.”
Against her wishes, she mulled such a fact. She respected Ellisane greatly, and it was clear as day how taken she was with Euden. And yet this wild day had stirred something in her- something possessive. ‘I could take her.’
“Nah man - too overt. My money’s on Cleo. Quickest way to a guy’s heart is his stomach, innit?”
Lea flinched over the bellyful of laughter. She truly felt remorseful for how she was ‘repaying’ Cleo’s kind offer to mend her dress. And yet of words should come to blows, she still would know victory. True, that wand was quite formidable, but the sylvan herself? Less so.
‘I just need an opening and She’ll have time to listen. From a cot.’

“You both realize that the Flamewyrm is also gunning for him, right?”
Neither the other two guards or even Lea had thought of that one. The chill evening suddenly felt scorching to her. Not even the piercing shock from Euden pinching her clit could clear her mind as her body thrashed. The knight had a single thought at the notion of being on the fire-spitting end of Brinnhilda’s wrath.
‘Ilia have mercy.’
As if sensing her distraction, Euden pulled out of her loins and directly attacked her sensitive nub. She finally crumpled, pushing her ear aside and returning her to the private utopia of their dark alcove...Euden bit back a growl as his armored gloves dug into the knight’s golden hair. Oh her knees, the formidable woman kept him against the wall from her place between his legs. Her dress restored anew, now creasing and wrinkling as she kneeled on the floor. He tried to stare into her unflinching eyes as she sucked. “I-Ilia take me…”His blasphemous groan was punctuated as he squeezed her tightly coiled hair. She was undeterred in her actions and kept bobbing her head. Her tight lips slurped up and down his girth. Back and forth. He fought over her ministrations and growled. “W-we shouldn’t be- ngh!... T-The others are wai-“The knight drew up and released his dick with a wet pop. Her unarmed glove took over the task of stroking his girth as she calmly explained. “I am well aware of that, your highness. However, it would he ill-suited for a knight to leaver her lord in such a state of obvious distress.”Lea’s gaze hardened, along with her grip. “Now please sire - let me finish,” she insisted.With one last squeeze, she engulfed him again. Her eyes traded glances across the hall to see if they were still unaccosted. Finding no one, she opted to speed up her pace. “Mwah, mwaah, mwaaaoh” Euden released her head in favor of the wall. His fingers dug into the grout for much-desired support. The knight was leaning in closer now, almost smooching his lap before drawing back up his girth. The sudden squeeze of entering and exiting her throat quickly wittles down the already-winded prince. “L-lea i’m-!”Lea’s eyes widened as she was pushed down to kiss his crotch. The thick wads of spunk pounded down her throat and into her empty stomach. The feast to come would be basting in the discarded seed of royal bastards. If she even had room to eat after this.Euden kept his grip on her head as she swiftly, dutifully swallowed his cum. Even after he weakly released her, she stayed locked on his crotch until the flow dwindled to nothing.
“-Pwah!”
Lea pulled back, accidentally coughing out a dollop of cum. She swiftly wiped it aside on the back of her glove before replacing her gauntlet. “Come, sire - dinner is waiting.”She turned to depart, ‘accidentally’ flashing her damp panties through her short skirt. The prince saw it though, even as he shuffled his lin cock back between his drawers.Dessert could come after.
Plap plap plap plap
“Mmm, p-prince Euden~”Lea’s happy coos echoed through the chamber as she bounced against his cock. Up and down at a brisk pace. The bed beneath them shuffled slightly but held fast against her undulating hips. Around them were his chambers, sealed shut and dark as the night outside.She was back in her cheer uniform, breast open and flopping wildly. Her skirt hiked around her hips and giving her room to roll and grind against him. She didn’t really have underwear meant to entice or arouse - such a notion never really occurred to her. A black pair of panties was her best, and only, option left.It didn’t matter to him - none of her choices had changed a thing. Going through a week’s worth of smallclothes in a scant day was going to be tricky to explain. Almost as hard as if anyone found her lurking the halls in a cheer dress with stained underwear.She couldn’t help it. A scant few hours had already left her starved for his warm touch. Starved for him.The two had avoided each other throughout the gala if only to keep suspicions down. They’d retired separately, somehow knowing what was to come at the stroke of midnight, she’d slipped in.Euden let go of her hip and reached between her legs. He caressed her thighs, admiring silken skin. Hearing her moans turn to purrs spurred him on. She leaned down, still thrusting against him, and nipped his lips.The prince grabbed the chance and squeezed her breasts. Lea arched back under his touch. Low, yet sweet moans escaped her lips and echoed in his ears.The two sped up, sensing the inevitable. Euden would welcome it gladly, yet the draconic vigor stirred within him would not be sated by mere climax. No, the primal call for fair flesh bid for something greater- control.“O-ooph!”Lea’s moan turned to a grunt as her back hit the sheets. Euden was already up and over her. Before she knew it, her legs were stretched over her head. “Y-your high-neeeeiiiiiiiiiiiiieeee!”No more words would pass her lips. Only cries and shrieks. Euden’s hips sped up as he pounded straight down in her gushing twat. Her ass rippled and bounced against him. Slowly, the bed started to protest.
Eeek eek eek
No more hiding. No more restraint.
‘Mwah, mmmmwah~’
Lea bobbed her head up and down his half-hardened shaft. Her tongue busy with cleaning away the dried mix of sin that had been left after they finally collapsed. Euden slumbered on, even as his loyal knight tended to his morning needs. The stains of their earlier antics littered the bed sheets.There was little chance of hiding this- Cleo would know before too long. No matter what option they took, the head of the halidom’s wellkeep would find out. And from there it would only spread.
‘Pwah~’
Lea pulled off his cock, licking the spit strands free. Her focus turned to his balls and the coating of sweat and sin that had settled upon them. The knight settled on her elbows and dutifully started to clean his royal urns.She wasn’t really in a hurry - the damage was already done. Her attempts to preserve his highness' honor would be for not. There was no going back nowAnd yet she felt no sorrow, no grief or even shame. A full day’s work with him had dropped years and years of toil and tension from her supple shoulders. As she tasted his salty nuts, the dulcet scent of musk settled in her nostrils.It was lust, no more.She finished his balls and returned to his shaft. Her tongue glided up and down his towering girth, eliciting further groans in the prince’s slumber. She glanced out to the nearby window at the dawning sky.Overcast, likely to rain. It would be a decent day to lay in bed all day. But alas they had responsibilities to handle. Euden would need to establish the Halidom and New Alberia’s stand against the Dyrenell Empire, and she would need to shore up her growing order of knights.She had precious little time. Perhaps an hour or so left before she’d have to worry about missing morning drills. That should be enough time to finish her work, rouse him from slumber, and excuse herself. What happened after that...only Illa could really tell.A new day was ahead of them.

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TINK! TINK! TINK!
The rhythmic clang of a hammer filled the forge as Rena slipped in. Her arms were laden with bags from her earlier shopping trip for her and her cute sisters. She sung a little tune as she pushed the door close behind her with her rump.Today was a specific day at the shop - a perpetually closed one. No clients, no walk-in repairs - nothing. The reason for that was never disclosed, but Ramona’s disciplined work ethic in the forge ensured that their repair lists got done easily enough. All she ever asked was for her sisters to leave her alone.They did - reluctantly.Renee often needed to be bribed with something, and Rena just wandered off to do something else. Like shopping for ingredients to stock the forge’s kitchen. She wasn’t really supposed to go watch Ramona’s work after how much her cute little sister begged and pleaded.So of course she slipped in with a mischievous smile.
TINK! TINK! TINK!
Ramona’s hammer smashed against the anvil, facing away from Rena. the sight of her sister hunched over and hard at work was hardly new - Ramona often took some minor jobs that just needed working out a dent or dozen. What was different was the bare, plump ass sticking out behind her. Much to Rena’s shock and devious delight.
‘Oh Ramona - silly, silly sister~’
Her sister toiled on, ignorant of her new voyer as she worked in the buff. She still had a heavy apron, but it was more for the convenience of pockets and a belt than anything protective. Her gloves were a bit more important with cushioning blows, and her boots would keep her feet protected from any scrap or debris on the floor. The rest of her body - her shoulders, her thighs, her hips and back - were all bare and glistening with sweat.Rena lingered there, watching Ramona as she tirelessly restored some milita’s sword to pristine condition with only her hammer and her raw strength. The blazing heat didn’t seem to faze Ramona as she tirelessly toiled through her labors. Not even the sweat pouring off her brow would still her rippling, well-defined muscles. Admirable...in both ethics and presentation.The oldest sister was ogling - brazenly so. There wasn’t anything shameful in saying that her little sister was quite the treat. Ramona was easily the most physically fit of the three, with a body that flexed and rippled under the sweat and fire. Rena leaned over the counter, cheeks in her hands as she watched Ramona in a way that family shouldn’t be.What they had was...odd, to say the least. Their night after winning the Golden Anvil had gone on long after Renee had crashed. Drinks flowed, things were said, drinks flowed, some feelings came out. Drinks kept flowing...and they woke up together with the mother of all hangovers, an utterly ruined set of bed sheets, and the weight of the world thankfully off their shoulders.Rena watched her sister and lover with a wistful, dreamy smile. It had taken some getting used to - boundaries to establish, concerns to let out. Neither one really assumed this was a permanent fixture. It wouldn’t do to mar their father’s legacy in such a scandal after all. One day they’d split apart and form their own paths with their own lives.That was a tomorrow problem.Rena’s gaze hardened as she made up her mind. She waited for Ramona to finish her current craft and pick her next one. Rena watched her sister bend over to grab the next weapon, giving her sister-lover a special, accidental peek at the middle sister’s sweet derriere. The oldest sister finally rose up and quietly stalked across the forge until she was looming over Ramona’s preoccupied booty.She made her move.
squeeze
“Huh?!”
Clang!
Ramona dropped the hammer with a gasp as she felt someone grab her from behind. Before she could rip herself free, a familiar voice oozed in her ear. “So this is what you’ve been working on, hmm?”Hearing her sister’s teasing voice and feeling the older woman’s robust chest pushing in her back made Ramona’s struggle cease. Instead she fought back the blooming fire in her cheeks as she rasped out, “Rena! I-I thought we talked about th- hisss!” Rena kept massaging her sister’s thighs as she feigned surprise.“Oh, we talked? I remember your mouth moving...but I don’t really remember hearing words out of you, Ramona~”The big sister’s hand trailed across from Ramona’s bicep to her barely covered breasts. Her other hand snaked down Ramona’s shapely hip until it clapped against her sister’s tight butt. “So this is what you do, hmm? When you want to work away from your poor sisters that only want to help you?”Ramona squirmed in Rena’s grasp. She could most likely wrest free, but she didn’t want to hurt her sister-turned-lover either. It was easier to just remain in Rena’s grasp and try to defend herself. “I-I just need some time to myself, Rena-aah!”“Time away from your sisters is one thing - this is business, Ramona,” Rena lectured her sister with a sudden serious tone. She may like being mischievous, but never at the cost of their shop or its reputation. Time was a negligible factor compared to the potentiality of a flawed job and the poor reception it would evoke.Ramona bristled and withered under Rena’s harsh yet true words. She stopped struggling long enough to weakly protest, “They’re just repairs - buffing out scratches really. They don’t ne-eeeee-”Rena twisted Ramona’s nipple to silence her sister’s protests. She took some modicum of pity on Ramona’s choked cries and gently massaged her sister’s covered tits. “Oh but Ramona, you’ve forgotten the most important part of any blacksmith’s work-”Rena’s hands dipped to her sister’s crotch, easily brushing the apron aside and playing with Ramona’s untamed muff. “The cooling~”Ramona tried to squirm free, but only managed to wrest an arm out of Rena’s grasp before her older sister tightened her grip. Ramona groped forward for something to hold, managing to grab a heavy iron rod. Her grip only made it lurch forward before the supporting chain kept it secure against the wall.Rena pulled herself tighter against Ramona, giving her more room to fondle her little sister’s tit. Her other fingers were preoccupied swirling between Ramona’s thick, curly pubes. Rena leaned down and nipped at her sister’s sweaty nape.“R-Renaaaaaaa,” Ramona mewled. Her hips bucked against her merciless sister’s knuckle. Rena was too quick though, and already pulled away before Ramona’s undulating loins would rap against her knuckle.Instead, she reached over and gripped Ramona’s thigh, keeping it open as Rena pushed her knee between Ramona’s legs. her chipper voice broke over Ramona’s lustful panting. “Let’s get things nice and hot for the next job,” she declared.“Oh...You don’t even have a bucket ready?” Rena tutted. She pulled Ramona back, forcing her sister’s shoulders into her barely clothed, rock-hard nipples. Rena’s fingers swirled around Ramona’s slit, teasing her. “Well no worry- leave it to the big sister to get something nice and wet for you~”She pushed two of her fingers in.“Aah!”Ramona’s back arched, smashing her shoulders into Rena as her older sister busied herself. Her fingers were flashing in and out of the blacksmith’s hot forge. Rena’s other hand busied itself with manhandling her sisters tit bulging out of her apron. “R-Renaaaaa.”She ignored her sister's pleas. Rena knew better than to let her sister simmer. she had managed to catch Ramona off-guard, but that advantage would only last so long. It was best to forgo any kind of finesse or targeted strikes and just overwhelm her sister before Ramona could retaliate.Rena added a third finger in and started wiggling her digits in Ramona’s tight snatch. Her other hand dug beneath the apron and latched onto her sister’s perky breast. Rena leaned over Ramona’s shoulder and playfully nipped her sisters bare neck.“R-RenaaaaaaAAAAH!”Ramona came around Rena’s pumping digits, utterly drenching her sister’s hand to the knuckle. Juices flew out and landed against the waiting axe until the blade was drenched in her feminine honey. She fell limp in Rena’s arms as her body shuddered through its climax.Rena’s fingers pulled out of Ramona’s twat as she gently cradled her prone sister in her arms. She pulled up her slick fingers for a taste and practically melted at the tangy-yet-sweet nectar of the blacksmith. She pulled her fingers clear before letting it plop in Ramona’s mouth. “Drink up~”Ramona did nothing, said nothing, as her elder sister fingerbanged her mouth. Not even Rena poking or grabbing Ramona’s tongue would stir her. Rena pulled her fingers out and leaned in to coo in her sister-lover’s ear. “Well my cute little sister? How was that?”...“...Anvil.”Rena leaned in with her damnable smile. “What was that?”“Ass on the anvil - now.”Ramona’s cool, almost cold words made her sister stiff. Rena may have the willingness to goad her sister, but Ramona’s flames could only be stoked so high before they overwhelmed her sister. It only took one glance in the impassioned blacksmith’s eye to make it clear that was the case.Rena’s game was over - Ramona’s had begun.Ramona felt her sister release her, but stayed in place. Rena shifted back until she was sitting atop the anvil, feeling a little of the lingering heat on her covered butt. She squirmed, watching her little sister’s well-built form as she slowly, methodically, turned and faced her. “Interrupting me when I’m working, Rena?”Rena gulped.Ramona didn’t walk - she stalked forward. Her steps carried no limp of post-orgasmic lethargy - her strut wasn’t hobbled at all. streaks running down her legs were the only real sign that she’d been in such a state before. She finally settled in front of her sitting sister, hands on her bare hips as she leaned forward. “Naughty naughty~”Rena tried to speak, only for Ramona to press her knee between the blademaster’s legs. “R-Ramona?!”The blacksmith ignored her in favor of straddling atop her older sister. “You know, I was nearly done with my last order - we could’ve had some fun together before Renee came home.”

“I’m sorry,” Rena whimpered.Ramona smiled at her big sister’s meekness and mockingly patted the rosy blademaster on the head. She leaned in further, pressing her knee further into Rena’s crotch. Ramona leaned across Rena’s head and cooed in her ear, “Oh you will be, sister dear.”
Clank
Rena blinked as something metal clapped against her wrist. Her eyes darted down to see a heavy manacle shackled to her arm and through the gap in the anvil. Ramona already finished feeding the chains through the other side and repeated the process on Rena’s other arm.
Clank
“R-Ramona?”“You’re gonna sit there and watch as I finish,” Ramona lectured. She leaned in, relishing in the flushed face of her usually mirthful big sister. “And once I do - I’m coming for you~”Ramona stepped back, taking the pressure off her sister’s crotch. Rena whimpered at the loss, but didn’t bother even squirming in her bonds. She did start fidgeting as she saw Ramona reach for a nearby sheathed katana and place it against Rena’s crotch. “Until then - hold this. Don’t drop it~”Rena gasped at the weight pressing down on her crotch. It was remarkably deceptive between its innocuous form and its true, hefty nature. “H-Heavy,” Rena whimpered.Yeah - we’ll need to melt that one down. The balance is shot to hell,” Ramona shook her head with a sigh as she settled back at her station. It was true - Sometimes the sister’s teamwork was just off one day, and the results were a weapon that not even a Rokkan could really use. “Hold onto it for now, okay Rena?”Her sister couldn’t really do anything but grunt. Whether it was affirmation or denial didn’t really matter to Ramona as she resumed her work on the Plain Axe. even from a distance Rena could see the nicks and flaws from hours of use. And if she could see them, then Ramona must be more than aware of them all.Ramona cracked her knuckles and took a deep breath. “Arise, O Flame! Burn hot!”
Fwoosh!
Rena felt the heat and waft over her. It was far from the hottest Ramona had evoked, but still enough to leave her sister sweating and squirming.
CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!
Ramona was putting more effort into her swings, specifically how she aimed them or pulled back. It left her squirming sister time to watch every coiling, sweat-slick muscle from her bicep down her naked back. As the hammer struck down, Rena watched the ripples across Ramona’s body and squirmed around the blade nestling her crotch. From the gaps of her toned body, Rena could see the axe taking on a brand new life.“Phew! That should do it,” Ramona smiled. She leaned in, brushing her fingers over the now-flawless steel. “You take care of your wielder - grow strong and one day when you come back...we’ll be waiting.Her response was silence, not but the crackling fire and some light creaking of chains. But Rena heard something more coming from the axe itself. Something like a song that trilled as she watched her sister place the axe gently on the nearby rack.Ramona wiped her brow before tossing her hammer aside. She finally turned back to her sister with a lustful gleam in her eyes and a grin on her lips. “Ohhh, Rena - have you been being a good girl?”Rena vigorously nodded her head, still keeping the katana between her thighs like she was ordered to. Ramona sashayed over to her sister-lover with an obvious sway in her hips.The impassioned blacksmith reached forward and gripped the katana by its sheathe. She held it closer against Rena’s twitching clit as Ramona’s keen eyes glanced up and down the weapon. “Hmm, you did a good job holding this. I think you deserve a reward, Rena~”Ramona pulled the sword up, letting each and every part of its cool sheathe rub against Rena’s twat. The blade-straddler bit her lips to keep herself from moaning. Ramona ‘accidentally’ pulled the sheathe away and back against her tender nub with a light thwack . “Heeeeeeeeee!” “Oh, I’m so sorry Rena! That was clumsy of me,” Ramona cooed an apology so thick and fake that Rena could almost taste it. The middle sister finally pulled the blade clear of her sister’s twat...and pushed it into Rena shirt.“Eyah?!”Ramona ignored Rena’s protests and positioned the handle up until it was propped on the anvil. Rena’s shirt was pulled tight against the hole and the blade’s collar. ““Let’s just leave this right here and I’ll take goood care of you,” Ramona winked.Rena whined, but couldn’t do anything else. She couldn’t even squirm as Ramona casually sashayed around her sister and pushed her bare breasts into Rena’s back. Her toned hands wrapped around her older sister and seized her breast and snaked beneath her dress. “Now Rena...shall we begin?”“Heeeeeeey girls! I’m back with the uh...stuff!”Renee’s cheerful voice filled the forge as she stumbled in. Behind her, a smithwyrm hoisted it's hammer and a bag of materials in its arm. Its wings lazily rustled, keeping it off the ground.“Huh, where are they?” Renee mused as she adjusted the strap of her apron. Somehow it had gotten loose and was being a constant annoyance to her. “Reeeeena? Ramonaaaa?!”“In here!”Renee perked up and stepped into the workshop. She found her sisters relaxing next to the cooling forge, wearing their bathrobes. “...Why are you both wearing those?”Ramona shrugged. “Oh, Rena came in and gave me a hand with some orders. We were both working up a sweat so we threw our clothes in the wash. Right Rena?”“Of course - nothing out of sorts here,” Rena cheerfully declared. She looked behind her youngest sister at the famillair dragon in the shop. “Oh, Orre! We’re you out with Renee too?”The smithwyrm flew the heavy bag over to the pile and unceremoniously dropped it “Was - going to bed now,” he gruffly declared before flapping off.The sisters watched the dragon go before Renee turned back to her older siblings with a cocked brow. “Soo...what all did you guys do today?”

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Leonidas - First scion of the restored kingdom of Alberia, gave a curt nod to the assemblage. “Now that we are concluded, I return to Valkaheim. Get your affairs in order and your preparations made soon,” he insisted.His brother - whether by blood or by strong kin- nodded, along with the rest of his dear comrades. The only one that seemed opposed to this sudden conclusion was the other guest of honor - the crown princess Chelle, stewardess of Chanzelia. “Ah, but it grows so late. Surely our dear brother would be so kind as to offer his siblings lodgings for the evening, yes?”“We’ve plenty of rooms if you two would wish to stay overnight,” Euden offered with a grateful smile of his own. The rest of his merry band seemed mostly receptive to the idea, though some clearly more than others. Still, the princess would hardly let something like that stop her once she got something into her mind.“Splendid! And if we are to partake in the Halidom’s generosity, it seems only fair to make it an acceptably quaint affair,” Chelle proposed. She turned to her eldest sibling and smiled beneath her fan. “What say you, Leonidas - A feast perhaps, to celebrate and well-wish our dear brother’s odyssey?”Leonidas crossed his arms and pondered his sister’s intent. He could certainly refuse, and by all rights should do so for the good of Alberia. Still, there was something to be said of spending some time as a family that had been and would be so fleeting for them all. “...I do not find this disagreeable. Well, brother?”“I’d be honored, truly,” Euden bowed.His eldest brother nodded in approval at the arrangement. “Very well - then permit me to retire until dinner is called. I have my own affairs to sort before I partake.”Euden and Chelle waved him off before the latter turned to her brother-host and his friends. “I as well, and I simply cannot wait to indulge in the Halidom’s fine cuisine! I’ve heard many tales of your exceptional kitchen staff, my dear brother,” she beamed.“We shall prepare the finest meal you’ve ever tasted,” Cleo bowed before she scurried off to gather the best chefs in the Halidom. The rest of her brother’s entourage departed as well to make their own preparations.Euden let his smile widen as a deep, joyous sigh passed his lips. He turned to his dear sister with a grin that could light the very heavens as he addressed her. “You’re both in for a treat - Cleo is an amazing chef, and with Vice and Valerio chipping in it will be like nothing you’ve ever had before, Chelle.”Chelle beamed with approval at her dear brother’s high praise for his staff. "Splendid! I look forward to that,” she said.Euden turned to leave, but was stopped by his sister’s hand on his shoulder, he turns, still smiling, until he sees the look in her eyes from behind her fan. The same sort of coy, catlike eyes that could lead a witless mouse to the cat’s maw.“Oh, brother? Perhaps after dinner, you’d be agreeable to entertain me...in your chambers?”Her own grin deepened behind her fan as she pulled closer and closer to him. He felt her body rub against his as she pushed against his back. Her hot breath trilled in his ear as she cooed, “It would be so nice to catch up with a private family chat, hmm?”Chelle left a parting peck on his cheek before she walks past him with a song on her tongue and an innocuous gait. She left her wide-eyed younger brother behind as the intent of her summons rattled him to the core. He knew exactly what sort of ‘entertainment’ Chelle would expect of him.And he was hardly alone.“Hmm, so that is your game, little sister...”The feast sat in Leonidas' stomach as he walked through the halls to his brother’s room. A crimson night robe stretched across his physique as he effortlessly slipped into the room. ‘How absurd to leave yourself so defenseless, little brother,’ he scoffed. Not even the power of dragon pacts could stop an assassin’s blade.Perhaps.Still, he wouldn’t waste time or words on such a grim possibility. Instead, he paused only long enough to latch the door amongst the moans and slurps that already filled the dim chamber. Once done, Leonidas merely turned and stared towards the sole candelabra’s light as his little sister’s head bobbed up and down in his youngest brother’s lap."G-God, Chelle,” Euden groaned as he leaned back in his bed. The princess in his lap answered with a loud slurp as she pulled and pushed her throat against his potent cock. Her mostly bare body bristled in the cool chamber night. She rubbed her thighs together as the heat in her loins leaked over her lavish, lascivious panties.Chelle’s eyes fluttered open as she bobbed up and down. Her brother’s fingers wrapped in her long hair, right next to her crown as she made good on her vow to ‘praise’ him this evening. The warm, familiar suction of her lips could easily coo and coax him until he was putty in her mouth.“I-I’m cumming!”His sister slammed her head down and gave a deep, throaty moan to coax out his cum. Her eyes rolled back as rope after thick, sticky rope filled her gullet and fired down into her stomach. The hearty samples of Cleo’s cooking were mixed with the potent glaze of the seventh scion’s seed. Her lips and tongue helped to nurture him along as she did her duty as his big sister. It mattered not if he was or wasn’t her little brother - he was still her horsey regardless.“Pwah~! You lasted some time longer this time, Euden - well done,” she praised him. Her brother was too stunned to react to her appraisal as she permitted him to glaze her face. The princess chuckled at his gape before she busied herself in the cum that dripped down onto her tongue. Her fingers scooped seed off her face and between her cleavage before she deposited it all in her eagerly waiting mouth until the last of his ejaculate dripped down on her exposed tit.“Mmm, I can certainly taste your help’s fine cuisine, dear brother. My compliments to your capable chef,” she licked her lips before she slurped his spit-soaked shaft from base to tip. The further coats of the prince’s feast sang on her palate before she glanced back at the guest in her brother’s chambers “Are you to sit there as a statue, dear brother?“Hmm?!” Euden snapped up and finally saw the first scion standing in a state of undress. He placed his hand on his big sister’s head while she busied herself on cleaning his cock as he stuttered, “L-Leonidas?”“Good Evening Euden, Chelle,” he grunted, arms still crossed over his robe. His sister merely finished her task and only turned back for the briefest of moments.“Ah Leonidas - you tarried too long and I had to start without you,” she lamented as she lavished her little brother’s loins. The knowing smirk on her lips could be seen, even in the dim light. She glanced back up at Euden’s confused expression and shook her head with exasperation. “Pray Euden, you did not think that our bond was exclusive?”His gormless stare made her laugh a nobless’ laugh. “Oh ho ho! Oh, my dear little brother - is it not only just for a sister to show her love and affection to all her siblings?” she pondered as her hands gently caressed his cock and balls. ‘Well, except one’ she mumbled to herself as she left a final kiss on his tip. Chelle rose to her feet and struck a confident poise as she shifted her glances down at Euden or over her shoulder to Leonidas. “I must show my dear family the love and adoration that they are due. After all, it is only just to pay back even a modicum of the platitudes you place upon me,” she boasted.Leonidas said nothing and merely untied his robe. The garment crashed behind him as every part of his scarred-yet muscular body was shown on full, brazen display. Especially the potent sword that dangled between his legs.Chelle feigned a gasp, though could hardly hide the smirk behind her fingers. Her eyes darted back and forth between her two brothers and their respective cocks. “Two against one? Honestly! The two of you clearly have no idea how to entertain a lady,” she tutted.Leonidas snorted and crossed his arms again. His bare loins twitched towards the mischievous princess as he admonished her, “You’ve hardly been the type to enjoy such frivolous antics, Chelle.”“Well, perhaps I merely had the wrong partner, hmm?” she shrugged as she sipped a chalice of water. The cool, crisp drink washed out the taste of her little brother’s seed before she turned to the very man that had provided her such a rich and hearty meal. “Though I must say there's at least one person here who can offer some fine lip service to a princess. You should be quite pleased with yourself, my dear Euden~”Leonidas turned an upturned brow to his anxious little brother. The first scion was hardly inclined to humor Chelle’s games and merely used her as he wished. Clearly, there was more leeway between the two of them...or that Euden simply didn’t have the spine to take his sister so readily or utterly.His musings were confirmed as Chelle gently pushed Euden down onto the bed. She paused long enough to hike down her lavish panties and expose her well-kept pussy to him, as well as the peek of her perfectly perky rear to Leonidas behind her. Chelle stepped out of the discarded smallclothes and onto the bed to straddle the young prince’s lap. The princess glanced back at her older brother as he watched her. “But come, dear brother - do you not wish to join us now?” Chelle inquired.The eldest scion shook his head. “I shall let you two finish as you started. I think it only fair now, would you agree, Euden?” he inquired.“Wait, w-what?” Euden gaped. He was clearly still struggling to process the obvious truth regarding the boundless love of his sister towards her brothers. To his credit, he was hardly the only one that was taken aback by Leonidas’ declaration, shockingly enough.Chelle blinked before she smirked and chuckled. “Eh heh heh, is that how you wish to play? Very well,” she relented.The princess turned to her little brother and licked her lips. She shifted further into his lap as her legs squeezed against his thighs. She lightly grabbed his shoulder for support. Her other hand reached down and gently squeezed his cock as they struggled to line up together. She watched his gaze fly between the sight of her neatly trimmed pubes, up to her erect nipples, and right to her smug, lustful grin.“Well now Euden. I believe I owe you this for managing to topple that dreadful Morsayati, yes?”Her brother dumbly nodded as he grabbed his sister’s hips. She shuddered in delight as their hips slowly rolled together. His cock pumped into her wet pussy until she ground her crotch right against his and the familiar delight of her loins being filled. “Oooh, Euden - It has been some time, hmm?” she cooed.“Y-yes,” he grunted as he bucked up in her snug snatch.Chelle gasped and giggled at the sudden attack before she rolled her hips back down on him. She lifted her hand up from his cock and grabbed his other shoulder as a lascivious smile curled onto her lips. “Well, enough games - Show me how you missed me~”Euden and Chelle kissed as their hips bucked together. Their tongues lazily coiled and fenced together between their open mouths as spit was swapped between them. He bristled at the chill on her lips and tongue from the cold water she’d doused her mouth in. She shuddered as he squeezed her hips while she bounced atop him. Her hair gently brushed down against his cheek as the siblings enjoyed a deep, verboten touch. “Mmmm~”Leonidas watches them with keen, stern eyes. He found no folly in this lascivious action - not given the rather extensive history of Alberia’s crown and her many, many fringe branches of kin. It mattered little that the man rutting the first scion’s sister could be a fake - he was kin by conquest, and that sufficed beyond any birthright to the first scion.“A-Aah!”Chelle flew back with a gasp as Euden’s cock struck a rather erogenous path in her velvet folds. Her body tingled as delightful sparks of euphoria danced up her spine. Silent screams passed her outstretched lips as each spark made her toes and fingers curl in bliss. His eyes were struck by the heavenly bounce of her bosom while he drove deep into her slick folds. He never even noticed the sharp gleam in her supposedly dazed eyes that watched him.Followed him.The princess’s outward shudders hid a keen, analytical mind. She couldn’t say for certain that the man balls-deep in her loins was truly her brother anymore now than she could in trysts prior. Perhaps the possible scandal of incest being brought to light would be softened if he wasn’t actually her blood brother.But this was hardly the time or place for pragmatism. She had no reason or need to plan for such a measure against her dear younger brother, regardless of what lineage they shared. It could be as paper-thin as the mere memories she shared and that alone would suffice. Nothing could replace her dear, darling horsey.Her Euden.Euden felt Chelle’s grip tighten - both her nails and her pussy. Her lascivious pants echoed in his ear as he struggled to fill his sister with faster and faster strokes. The way her voice hitched or her breath wheezed out kept him nice and ready within her as they rutted without a care in the world.“You look quite pleased, Chelle,” Leonidas mused as he watched the duo go. The princess was shaken out of her orgasmic stupor at her oldest brother’s sharp, yet not wholly unkind tone.“Oooh, S-Should I not be-eeeheehee?” she asked through her gasps and moans. Somehow, though lopsided, her trademark coy smirk remained on her lips.Leonidas snorted at the sights before him, ignoring or simply ignorant of how her tantalizing body made his arousal twitch. “Hmph, I can scarce recall a time you didn’t have that smug look on your face. This was your little plan, wasn’t it?” he challenged her.“O-ooooh, faster - h-haaardeeeer~”Chelle’s coos to Euden distracted her from needing to answer. At least that was clearly the intent, but alas her brother was too keen as he calmly laid it all out. “You exploited our accord to appeal to generosity and secure yourself a moment’s alone, is that right?” he asked.“A-Aah! you wo-ooo-und me!“ she gasped. The princess winced and writhed, though from the cock in her pussy or the accusations upon her would be left to the aether. She bit her lip as her hips pumped up and down before she simply, rather calmly, admitted. “Still, h-how could I not adorn my gallant brother that so selflessly unshackled my dear Chanzelia from Dyrnell’s pesky drone?”She punctuated her question with another kiss on Euden’s lips. Her little brother gasped in her mouth as she rubbed her bare, bouncy bosom on his bare chest. Chelle pulled back and licked the spit between them as her fingernail traced circles around his shoulder.Leonidas was hardly fazed by such a brazen show and had instead focused on the admission that passed his crafty, cunning sister’s own lips. So you shared an eve with our little brother,” he mused. Not questioned.Chelle snorted. “As you and I shared a nice chat at the palace, yes. Though this is-”The princess froze-mid word as a delightful shudder ran down her back. “Oooh, gracious...Thi-This is our first time in a menage a trois, as it were.”“Yet hardly the first time here in his chambers, correct?”Euden wasn’t sure what struck him more - that his oldest brother so easily deconstructed every moment he’d shared with Chelle in the past two years, or that Chelle herself was so cavalier about divulging such information. ‘Whatever happened to that talk on loose lips,’ he wondered regarding a prior incursion they’d shared.One within this very room, in fact.Princess Chelle paused only long enough to shake her long hair back before she mumbled out a reply to this strange, familial interrogation. “Well, I did have the distinguished pleasure of being the first to see his new attire as well, she admitted with some clear tone of pride."So that’s why you were delayed in returning to Chanzelia after that farce on Clave Loy’elune,” Leonidas grunted and shook his head.His sister chuckled at finally being found out as she reached around to rub Euden’s back. “A necessary risk. And I must redact upon my words back then, dear Euden,” she pausedEuden blinked at her sudden acts and tried to ask, “W-Wha-oomph?!”Chelle cut him off as she pulled him into a tight embrace. Their shifts in poise wound up with the seventh scion’s face right between her modest bosom. The princess purred at the hot breath that struck between her cleavage before she chuckled and asked him, “Do you remember what I said, my dear little brother?”“?!”
“Hmmm, that armor does suit you, my dear little brother...I only wonder if it fits you though.”
Euden blinked at the bygone words that lingered in his ears. The culmination of a clandestine union that started with an angry slap and ended with her strewn in his bed as he donned his regal regalia for the first time. Those words that had haunted him, driven him, until he found himself at the very throne room of Sol Alberia reborn.Chelle let him go and offered her brother a small, but truly genuine smile. “Your armor. Not only does it suit you, but you wore it quite well in fact,” she appraised him.Leonidas snorted and interrupted the moment’s reflection. “So, you risked our newly forged alliance with the empire that self-same night.”“Indeed, and I shan't hear a call to regret it,” she quipped in retaliation as she pushed Euden onto his back. Chelle tightened her grip on his shoulders and sped up her pace until the echos of skin slaps and throaty groans reverberated through the chamber.Leonidas tsked as the coos actually had an impact on his loins. Still, he sought to focus on his strange interrogation, if only to fill the few gaps that still yet remained. “And I presume after the battle as well? In my war tent no less?”“That. Was. Myyyyyyyyesss... ahem , My tent,” Chelle fired back between her thrusts. She didn’t at all deny the accusation, only the specifics of where it had been performed. “I-In my war ca-aaaahahahh-mp.”“That Valkaheim loaned you,” Leonidas flatly said.Chelle scoffed and actually slammed down in frustration. Euden’s gasp as her pussy squeezed around his cock while she spoke clear and plain to her somewhat bemused brother. “Oh, details! Know only that it was used for a more noble cause than the war march of a mad empire.”With that declaration, she resumed her strokes and turned her focus back to Euden. Her ever-present smile took on an apologetic tinge as she tried to console him, “Ah, but I fear we are perturbing our host. Fret not my dear sweet brother - it is all in mere jest.”She rolled and undulated her hips to feel his dick in her pussy before she leaned back and smirked at her older brother. Is that not so, Leo-ooooh?!”“It would seem our brother does not care to be ignored,” he dryly mused as Euden railed up into Chelle’s needy pussy. The young scion’s grip tightened on her hips until she was pinned between his piston prick and his tight fingers. His dick rammed deep and deeper still, somehow always able to nail her most intimate, most sensitive spots. Sweat and spit flew from her body and open mouth as she tipped back her head and screamed.“E-E-Eyaa-AAAAH!”Her little brother winced at the shrill cry and the vice-like lockdown on his loins. He struggled to shove his way deep into her pussy and resisted the urge to fill his sister with his own seed. The hot juices that seeped against his shaft made it harder and harder.But he endured. Somewhere between her sharp nails that drew blood from his shoulders and his own resolve, he persisted. Chelle thrashed and growled atop him until she went utterly limp and collapsed atop him. And he didn’t cum at all. Huph...huph...M-My word,” she panted out.Leonidas had to admit he was impressed. He’d not expected his little brother to endure as long as he had, especially after how swiftly the seventh scion had already ejaculated after his arrival. ‘Then again, they didn’t say how long they’d been going for,’ he relented to himself before he spoke aloud. “Drained already, Chelle?”"H-Hardly! I’m...I’m just getting started, Leonidas,” she huffed out. She shook off the sweat on her brow and collected her breath. Slowly, she pulled her hips up and off her brother’s still-hard cock with a wince. The princess all-but collapsed atop him again but managed to catch herself on her elbow. Her head bowed down to gawk at the sight behind her and her busty bosom.“A-All that...and you remain ready?” Chelle gaped in awe. Euden nodded, unable to believe it himself. She looked back at him with a look of clear and honest shock. “...Y-You have improved, little brother,” she admitted.She shook away the shock and awe as her familiar grin slipped back over her lips. She rolled her hips down and rubbed his hard shaft against her full and perky rear. Chelle’s smile widened at Euden’s sudden gasp as she leaned in with a gleam from beneath her disheveled blonde hair. “Well Euden, perhaps now you’ll accept my offer, hmm?”Her sultry invitation didn’t draw the instant reaction she’d hoped for, at least not verbally. “C-Chelle, I couldn’t possibly...I mean, how can anyone..back there?” he glanced behind her.Euden’s scrambled words still took root in Leonidas’ mind as realization rose like the ever-glorious sun. “Have you not taken her arse yet?” he asked, somewhat shocked.“Oh I offered, but he simply wouldn’t accept!“ Chelle shook her head and huffed. Her iration hardly lasted as that mask of manipulation and lascivious intent slipped back over her face. “But seems you have little choice now, Euuuden~” she drew out and licked her lips.Euden gulped at his sister’s rather forward advances. He already knew that Leonidas would offer no counsel or interjection in his aid, so he would simply have to argue for diplomacy. “You won’t...won’t this hurt you?” he weakly asked.Diplomacy failed.“Euden.”Both brother and sister turned to their eldest sibling as Leonidas demanded audience. “Chelle is many, many things, Brother. But she’s not fragile. If she insists she can take it, is ultimately in your favor to accept,” he lectured.Euden slumped as Chelle perked up. There was simply nothing to make of it. He could only offer what little counsel he could to his sister.“If it does hur-rk?!”Chelle gasped as her ass pushed down on her brother’s slick cock. Her back arched straight as the pain and pleasure spiked up her spine. Deep, labored pants passed her ripe lips before she bit down. "Oh f-fuck. So ti-ightttt,” she hissed through gritted teeth.“Ch-Chelle are you-oumph!”His sister cut him off with a deep kiss to mask her own pain. Her teeth nipped at his lip until she tasted copper. Only after her own pain receded did she pull back and hoarsely growled, “Euden dear - please learn when to bare your fangs more.”She left her words cryptic as her hips rolled up. The thick cock in her ass made her gasp and wheeze, but she was determined to ride out the pain and seek the pleasure. The candelabra cast lascivious shadows of her writhing, bare body as she rolled and undulated atop her brother’s cock.Euden tried to control his breath at the intense grip of his sister’s butt on his cock. The tightness was utterly intense - beyond anything Chelle’s pussy or throat had offered him before. It was like trying to rut with a solid stone rock...and it felt good .Chelle smirked as Euden’s hips sped up. She winced at a slight pang before she licked her lips and triumphantly declared, “Oh that’s it - see now what you were mis-soumph?!”Euden gasped as a hand slammed his sister’s open mouth on a cock -their brother's cock. “L-Leonidas??”The first scion grunted as he shoved his sister’s mouth down until he reached her tight throat. She looked through her ragged hair and glared up from his fingers, but didn’t make a move against her own kin.“Permit my apology, but sometimes it is necessary in order to speak,” He calmly explained as if he hadn’t just stuffed his cock down his sister’s throat. His hips bucked in and out of the princess’s mouth as he addressed his youngest brother. “Tell me plain, Euden - what are your thoughts?”Euden looked away as he tried to process this. Not just the incestuous revelry, but all the context that had led to it. His sister’s tight butt made it quite hard to articulate, but he did as best he could. “I’m not sure I want to le-ngh-ave Alberia in such a state, not after all I did,” he admitted.Leonidas said nothing as he waited on his brother’s thoughts to finish. Even Chelle held back her gargles and gasps as she glanced down at her brother with a conflicted gaze. A menagerie of her oft-calculated glare and the concern that only an older sister could provide.“...B..But you’re right. I need to find out the truth, about everything. And until I do that I can’t really be expected to help others,” Euden said. He felt Chelle squeeze his shoulder, though it wasn’t clear if that was in reflex or comfort.Leonidas at least could grunt out his own thoughts as he stuffed Chelle’s mouth with piping-hot cock. "That is understandable. It is laudable to want to fix your own messes and not so readily rely upon the aid of others,” he appraised his brother.He stroked his sister’s head as he mused on. “Yet all of the royal family has played a part in this regrettable time, and we all must do our part to amend it as best we can.”“And take heart that you will have our sister with you. Her counsel and experience will prove invaluable to you up there, brother.”
“G-Glrrk Glrk gluuuurp~”
“...As well as that, yes,” he sighed and rubbed his temple at her cheeky antics. ‘Of all the times you choose to play a braggart, Chelle,’ he quietly grumbled before he levied his advice back to Euden. “However, do not take to such frivolity that you fretter hours upon our sister’s generosity. Not so long as you have duties to attend to.”He tugged on his sister’s head to command her focus as well, even as her exaggerated sucks still reverberated in her brother’s ears. “That goes as well for you, Chelle - Kindly do not distract our brother too often.”Chelle rolled her eyes as she drooled and gargled over Leonidas’s cock. The first scion let go of her head and gave her time to finally pull back for breath. She didn’t just pull him back to her mouth to let air down to her screaming lungs - she popped completely off his dick."Pwah! Hah...h-hah...ah-hah...H-Humph, y-you have some nerve to pass assumptions on the princess of Chanzelia,” she growled through the mask of a royal strumpet. Leonidas said nothing as she leaned in and...nuzzled her cheek against the shaft. Euden gawked at the strands of spit that now clung to his sister’s cheek as she throatily purred out, “But I approve of it all the same~”She looked down at the man who was currently plugged in her ass. The man who could or could not be her brother, “And you, dear Euden - could learn to do so as well my little horsey~”Chelle pulled up until his tip was just in her puckered ring. She pivoted around until she faced Leonidas. The princess propped open her gushing pussy and leaned back as she calmly, casually said, “Now enough frivolity - I wish to spend time with my siblings...together.”Leonidas didn’t respond in words, but his cock was honest enough at his reaction. His sister bit back a chuckle as the proud first scion of Alberia shuffled onto Euden’s bed and lined his loins up with her pussy. Chelle tempted him with a nice, tantalizing finger that swirled across her moist puffy lips. Her dainty hand shifted aside as the fat, thick dick of Alberia’s firstborn stuffed and stretched out the kingdom’s first daughter.“O-Ooooh~” she gasped and shuddered between Leonidas' hard body and Euden’s toned body. She could feel the differences between them - the flaws, the triumphs, and even the minute differences that would set one apart from any other. Her bare, sweaty body caressed them both in ways that no blood-sibling should, and none of the three could bring themselves to care against.“W-Well, this is quite a state,” Chelle chuckled as she struggled to adjust. Her hands reached back and forward to cup her sibling’s heads as he pulled them against her nude, curvy body.“Mmm, pinned between my oldest, and youngest, brother. I certainly never anticipated this,” she admitted with a wry chuckle.Euden followed her lead, but Leonidas was in no mood to humor japes. He punctuated that point with a deep withdrawal and sharp thrust that made her lurch back into Euden’s chest. “O-Oof!” the two younger siblings winced in tandem."Save the banter - you both will have time to sort that later,” he tersely explained. Leonidas grabbed his sister’s hips and stared her square in the eye. “You wished to bond with us, correct Chelle?”The princess huffed and nodded. “I-Indeed. Then let us affirm our pledge- as siblings of Alberia,” she declared.With that, the trio assumed their role as the crafty head of Chanzelia was sandwiched between her brothers. Her hips struggled between the cock in her ass and the dick in her pussy while the thin walls in her body were rubbed and tugged between the two intrusions. Chelle’s nails dug into her brothers' heads as they held her shapely body between their own. Her deep, throaty moans kept both of them hard and ready in her holes.“O-Oooh yes - right there~” She groaned and arched into Euden’s back. Her little brother reflexively reached around and cupped her breasts. She gasped under his sudden intrusion and tried to lecture him through her mewls. “Oh my! How unco-ooo-uth to grab a lady unacc-cccosted like tha-aa-t?”Her admonishment fell on deaf ears as Euden reached up and nipped her nape. The sudden throaty gasp and shudder rattled down her spine to her ass and loins. ‘H-He remembered that?’ she weakly mused at their tryst from a whole year’s back. The exact same sensations from their romp in this very bed came back to her in a flash until her it left her toes curled in bliss. His fingers slipped and jabbed against her hard nipples as her scented hair washed down over his face.Leonidas had no illusion of pageantry against her though. His firm, calloused hands squeezed her hips as he pulled her up and down his hard and hearty cock. Firm thrusts made her body spasm up as he probed and prodded against her sensitive velvet walls. The first scion got a good, unfettered look at his flushed sister’s face while she struggled between the two distinct forms of pleasure.Chelle honestly struggled, both physically and mentally, against her brothers and their twofold attack. The pain had all but disappeared as pure white-hot euphoria was pounded into her holes. Sweat and shudders struck around her gooseflesh-capped skin as she struggled to match the vigorous pace set between them. Her eyes rolled up as a particularly hard thrust sent her clear over and into the climactic chasm. “Eyaaah-HAH!”Her legs swiftly flew around Leonidas’ hips. The first scion grunted at the sudden shock between her tight snatch and the grip around his back. The heat from her loins stoked hotter than the very fields of Valkaheim or even the Blazewyrm itself. Still, He somehow managed to power through her orgasmic leglock as he thrust in and out of her gushing wet pussy with rapid strokes.Euden wasn’t really better off as he tried to endure his sister’s tight ass that threatened to milk his balls dry. He squeezed her tits as her rump rolled and crashed back against his lap with every stroke of their older brother’s pussy-piston pounds. Her hand let go of his head as she blindly groped the nearby sheets for some degree of support.Moans and skin slaps echoed through the chambers as the night drew long. The candelabra beside the bed burned low until the royal trio were all-but washed away. Chelle was drawn and dragged through orgasm after mind-melting orgasm until she was simply numb to it all. Her limp arms and legs were simply dragged by the chaotic force of Euden and Leonidas’s thrusts. Sweat poured down their bodies and mixed together with every vigorous thrust.“Hah...h-haaah!”Chelle’s hoarse whimpers reached Euden’s ears as he sped up in her ass. His brother seemed to guess what was to pass and even slowed down by the slightest of pace to let his little brother finish in their sister’s rump. “C-Chelle, I’m cumming!” He grunted.“E-Ehh?”Her grunt turned to a squeak as he slammed deep in her butt and erupted. Chelle shuddered as hot, sticky cum filled her rump. Euden struggled against the tight grip that threatened to snap off his loins as he pushed and pumped as much seed in her royal ass as he could manage. His hips finally gave out as he slumped back on the bed with his sister’s body pinned atop him.“Winded already?” Leonidas asked as he pulled Chelle up. He wasn’t being cruel, merely level, and controlled as his brother rolled out from their sister’s ass. The princess’s rump leaked out cum before it landed flat onto the bedsheet beneath them. The first scion grunted out, “How long did you keep him occupied, Chelle?”“Oof!” she winced and rubbed her sore ass. Her head was awash in the afterglow of sex as she tried to acknowledge her brother’s query. “Eh heh heh - It’s merely your fault for taking so lo-ooong?!”Chelle’s glib tongue was cut short as Leonidas pushed her legs up and over her head. The princess gasped at the sudden pressure on her body and shuddered at how it amplified the intense sensations from her loins. Her older brother simply leaned over her and grunted to their prone youngest sibling. “Euden, I must claim your bed for now.”“G-Guuuh.”Their little brother was too winded and unfocused to protest, so Leonidas and Chelle simply resumed their fornications as he slammed deep into his sister’s pussy from above. Without the need to balance or pace around another man he was finally ready to cut loose and really rattle the princess wrapped around his cock.
PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!
Cracks of wet skin thundered through the dark room as the flickers of sinful, debaucherous shadows danced over the walls. The force of her brother’s thrusts caused the bed beneath them to creak and groan in protest. Somehow, Euden managed to slumber through this all as his siblings fucked right beside him. A testament to the exhaustion on both his body and mind.As well as how long that his mischievous sister had gobbled his cock since dinner’s conclusion.“O-OH GOD, LE-EEEEEEYAH!”Chelle’s scream rattled through Leonidas’s ears as he tried to speed up. His body could cope with the rigors of battle thanks to his pact, but it was quite clear that he wasn’t ready to handle a war. Neither of swords or sheets. The most he could manage was but a pale shadow of his prior strength, but that would suffice to make his sister shudder and wheeze beneath him. So he grabbed her ankles for some support as he pounded straight down into her tight snatch. His sudden attack on her legs somehow proved to be the final threshold as the princess arched up and screamed.“I’M CUHHHMMING!”Chelle mindlessly spat right in Leonidas' face as the umpteenth orgasm rattled her body. Leonidas simply slammed down and roared right back as he erupted deep into his sister’s loins. Hot and thick cum packed her womb as she shuddered and spasmed beneath him. Her eyes stayed rolled up as drool and slobber leaked out of her gaped maw and down her cheeks to the sheets beneath. Thud .Leonidas gave out and collapsed atop his sister's body as his cock slipped out of her loins. His impact made her grunt in pain before she tried to nudge him over to her opposite side. It took a few tries with her taxed, numb muscles, but she did ultimately manage to have him roll off her and onto his back. She brought her hand to her bosom as a deep, grateful breath passed her lips between shuddered mewls of bliss. “O-Ooh my word...s-soo full~”The princess reached down and gingerly touched the cum that ran out of her pussy. She heard it squish and squelch, much like the seed stream that leaked out of her ass below. The heat that wafted out of the syrupy spunk made her shudder in bliss. Her hand slipped up to cup Leonidas cock just as her other palm traced down and squeezed Euden’s shaft.Chelle felt her brothers in her palms as she lazily stroked them off. Her hands were quickly coated in seed as she smoothly pumped up and down the limp-yet-long shafts in her grasp. She shuddered as more seed leaked out of her recently-stuffed holes until a nice puddle of cum had formed beneath her thighs.The princess received no reaction, nor did she anticipate one. She expected no further action tonight, not after the long and trying days that had already worn weary on their brows. The fact that their trials would only build up in the days to come would surely lay heavy on her poor brothers.But not to her.She turned to her older brother. Leonidas' sharp brow lingered even in his shuttered lids. She had little doubt that he would be able to handle the mess left in Alberia in the wake of their bloodline’s debacle. But as strong as he was, and of that, there could be no delusion, he could hardly manage to stand on his own. A part of her thought it only just, and pragmatic, to stand alongside him in the period of rebuilding.But such a part was little more than a droplet compared to the wave of resolve that had crashed upon her.The princess turned to her little brother. The questions of their blood ties clearly weighed heavily on his brow, even in slumber. But a quick kiss from her rosy lips seemed to settle the young lad, as it had the prior times. She’d be more than certain to spare time with him once they began their travels together. The thought of dancing with her little brother at such a regular pace in such an exotic myriad of locales left Chelle’s slumber a very uplifted one indeed.“Prepare yourself my dear - The world stage awaits you. Awaits us~” she kissed his forehead.

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Nefaria dashed through the catacombs, bow at the ready and eyes piercing in the darkness. The friends before her were swiftly toppled by her keen bow before she turned down the hall. The steps of her comrades were behind her, handling the hordes still nipping at their heels.This was her role - to clear the way so they could see the light of day once more. The fiend mass behind them was manageable individually, but simply overwhelming in numbers. The most they could do was cull the stragglers before their foe's numbers surged anew.The Queen of the Sands dodged the deadly spike traps as she aimed arrow after arrow at the masses congregating before her. Each strike rang true and left the would-be obstacles jerking back as she cleared the way."Come friends, we near the exit!" she called back down the hall. The fearsome howls that answered made her wince before she whirled back with her bow aimed. Sure enough, her comrades had passed into the hall and were approaching the spike traps with the baying swarms of fiends at their heels. "Fie! Twilight Oblivion!"Nefaria felt the dark magics course in her being as she drew her bow taut and aimed high into the inky black above. The knocked arrow glowed with ethereal light - as deep and dark as the twilight sky as it awaited her poised finger to let it fly free. She waited for her fellow adventurers to scramble past her perceived target. Nary a second passed before the first of the baying fiends reached her target.She fired her arrow.Not even a second passed before the dark rain came down and tore the fiend horde to utter shreds. Their screaming howls echoed in her ears as her comrades managed to start navigating the spike trap with a little more room to breathe."N-Nefaria, duck!" Taro called back to her."Hmm?!"The Queen turned, eyes wide as a massive lupine fiend leaped towards her. "Fie!" she swore.Her body moved on its own. It didn't duck or dodge away - it hung in place. Against her own will or whim.Nefaria felt the call - the intense roar of the dragon who'd linked with her before this forsaken mission. It yearned for release against the foe that dared to stand in the way.She submitted, and let her body sink into the darkness.A legend rose out."From the Shadows… I descend.""I. Am. DAUNTLESS!"Nefaria's thoughts of the prior dungeon shattered away. She bristled as her body struggled against the Qillin's transformation wave. It left her winded, but thankfully still standing. A quick survey of her surroundings confirmed that her comrades had all remained standing as well. That was good - it would make the fight that much swifter.Longshe Gong started firing volley after volley, compelled by her royal fingers as she strafed around the massive Agito beast. She dodged his lumbering swipes and shot a keen strike that shattered his shield before it even had time to manifestThis fight - this echo of a toil that had long passed, was almost rote for her now. The lingers of hatred that remained in the fragments of Kai Yan's mask could manifest this illusion. The reason for her to suffer not only his brutal blows but also his banal drivel was keen in her hands. Longshe Gong - forged from the discarded relics of this hateful, bigoted brute.Nefaria cast away any personal grudges and focused only on aiding her comrades. Her weapon was long since perfected and could yield no greater power. And yet there were those in the Halidom that lacked such a refined weapon. So she fought- and would continue to fight- until the day came that there was no need to conjure such a hateful specter ever again.Things were going well - the spheres of power dispelled before they could rejoin with Kai Yan, the massive tantrum that rattled the shroud weathered, and time after time she'd managed to fell his accursed barrier before her comrades could come to harm at its touch. Her perseverance and need to protect her comrades were certainly laudableBut left her vulnerable."Fie!"The Queen was dragged towards Kai Yan's hand as a hard-light sphere encased her body. She felt the brute's hand before he slammed the sphere, and her, directly into the ground and left her short of breath. Luckily, her reborn body had little need for such a minute detail, and she recovered in a short time."Curses!" Nefaria growled as she slammed her fists against the waves of pure energy slowly compressing her down. The shimmering golden walls darkened as they pulled closer and closer. Nefaria couldn't even pull up her bow or call on her magic. She could do nothing but wait - wait for either her comrades to break the seal from the outside, or wait for her own demise.It grew dark - dark as the tomb that she'd clawed her way out of as she took her first gasp of unlife. Dark as the inky night or the Twilight Oblivion that weaved so effortlessly to her arrows. Dark as the grave that she'd stepped from once before, always knowing she'd one day return.Dark as death.Dark as the shadow.Instinct drove her - drove him to act. The moment that the seal was broken and Kai Yan was sent reeling she was already aloft as the dragon's call screamed from her lungs. With dazzling light, the master of the shadows came forth with an army of shurikens ready to turn the Agito to a pin cushion as the other adventurer's dodged and recovered.Nefaria blinked around her surroundings. She could see the Feral Shroud - the twisted mockery that served as an Agito's arena. But she was not moving, not of her own volition. Her limbs stayed locked in place even as her sights weaved and splintered around the suddenly same-sized Kai-Yan. She knew this feeling well - knew this state like the back of her hand or the string of her bow.At least she thought she did.'Shinobi…'The terrible growls and groans of Kai Yan faded in her mind as the memories of her clash passed over her. The Queen was alone in her chambers - that's what it appeared to be.Nefaria paced the width of her bed with a frown locked on her usually-serene features. Longshe Gong lay at the corner, glowing in the soft candlelight next to her neatly folded vestment as Saint Starfall. The moon shone overhead as it peeked from between roaming clouds. Her room was dark, as she was inclined to have it.There were many questions that swirled in her head. They reached and receded from the sandstorm of her troubled thoughts. Questions she should know the answers for, and some that had eluded her for too long. Some could be answered with the right person or scroll. Others would take another lifetime for her to find even a hint of. But now, on this night, there was only one question that still burned in her mind. And only one dragon that could possibly provide her the answer she sought.For too long she merely paced her room, as if trying to muster the courage. Eventually, even her lifeless limbs grew weary of the rote act, and she elected to sit upon her reclined couch. More moments passed in the flickers of her candles as the pale moon shone through her window. But then the clouds passed before the lunar eye, and her room was cast into all-but inky blackness.And then, she spoke."Shinobi."Her word carried through the darkness and over the still candles. Her eyes gazed over the room until she saw something shift out of the farthest corner. Jet-black armor that absorbed all light clashed with blood-red trim and nails. Slitted eyes gazed down at her from the inhuman figure that loomed a head over her noble brow. The dragon slinked towards her...and bowed."My queen."Nefaria shook her head. "I am no queen, not anymore. And I was never your queen, Shinobi. Hinomoto was not my domain, I know as much."Shinobi looked up, matching her gaze from his visor as he calmly explained, "You are an ally of my pactmaster - in that you have an ally with me. So long as his light shines, so too shall my shadow lurk behind him - and all his allies.""So you do watch me," she said. Her lips tipped over by just a hair as the dragon rose from his bow."Only in your chambers - it would be ill-fitting to have danger befall you within the castle's walls. Or any of your comrades," He said.Nefaria blinked in surprise. "You can watch all of us? How?""That is my secret, Queen Nefaria," Shinobi crossed his arms.The Queen clicked her teeth, clearly not amused. "Mmhmm...Tell me something. Is my value to the Halidom all that compels you, Shinobi?""...Yes.""You are talented in many things, dragon...lying does not seem to be one of them," she chuckled before shaking her head and continuing, "-But you may keep your secrets. I simply wish to thank you as always for your service, noble Shinobi.""Your thanks are kind, but not necessary, Queen Nefaria."Nefaria hummed before laying back across her couch in a decidedly 'royal repose' way. "Perhaps. Though I think mere trinkets or baubles will hardly cover the extent of my gratitude."Shinobi said nothing, but she could tell she had his rapt attention. Nefaria shifted on her couch until she was fully splayed out before him. He saw her full, rapacious body laid out on the couch as her cat-like regalia seemed to accentuate every action. When she spoke, it carried a certain purr that had been utterly lacking in her earlier speech. Veiled and suppressed, but very much there. "May you speak clear to me, Shinobi - do you desire me?"Silence - utter, almost deafening silence. Shinobi did not speak, did not react in any way that would betray the turmoil in his mind's citadel. Nefaria was ever patient and merely waited. She waited as long as one could when they required no food, nor breath, nor sleep. Finally, after what could've been hours, he spoke."...I do. I should not, but I do."The Queen nodded, already suspected as much. It explained certain instincts and reactions that she'd observed in their relationship as an adventurer and a dragon. If she were weaker-willed, perhaps she'd have found this notion repulsive, or at least eyed it with trepidation. But instead, she offered a small, yet-warm smile as she addressed him forthright. "I see. Then perhaps you would be inclined to my musing for your suitable reward," she asked as she leaned into the couch more.Shinobi mulled her words, all-too clear of what her intent was. "I...do not find it objectionable. But are you certain you wish for this? Our differences do not perturb you, Queen Nefaria?"She shook her head. "No. I believe we are both familiar with our resident star-crossed lovers, yes?""Phantom.""Felicia."Queen and even the stoic dragon shared a soft laugh at the most open secret in the Halidom. She beckoned him closer with a single, dainty hand. The dragon shifted in the darkness until he was standing before her. He bowed on one leg, head down as he awaited her next decree.Nefaria put her hand on his forehead plate, "So put yourself at ease, Shinobi. I - Queen Nefaria of the long-dead sands - grant you a boon to use my body as you wish, if only for this fleeting night. You may take me as you wish, and do as you whim provided it does not leave me in any undue peril or harm."The silence was utterly deafening. Nefaria felt nothing, least of all chills in the air. But even she could tell that what she'd just said carried weight. A weight that she was ready to bear."...Is that your wish, Queen Nefaria?""It is an order, loyal dragon. My body is as your temple - you may worship and desecrate it as you please. So long as it remains standing for tomorrow's light, that is," she chuckled.Her laughter passed into darkness - inky, total darkness. The undead Queen blinked as the chamber was blotted out. She couldn't even make out the candles, though she heard them softly crackling somewhere in the distance. Yet before she could move...she felt him behind her."As you command."
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Nefaria gasped as the cold night struck her body. The sudden shock of being utterly stripped bare passed over her as she felt strong hands grope her from...everywhere. Multiple palms that cupped over her bosom, her hips, thighs, even her rear, and calves were caressed and stroked by identical, inhuman hands. Hands that roamed her body and lifted her until she could no longer feel the ground."H-How are you-What is this?" the Queen asked with curiosity. She felt the tingles of pleasure from her cold body, but it wasn't nearly enough to overwhelm her or leave her hobbled. Her eyes struggled in the total blackness until she noticed something - two somethings in fact. Red eyes blinking out of the void before her. "Shinobi?"The head pushed forward and she touched...lips.Real, actual scaly lips. Nefaria's eyes widened as a long serpentine tongue slipped through her mouth and started roaming between her cheeks. She settled back and let her own tongue stroke and bat against the coiled intruder as she relaxed into the dragon's touch.The mystery of his hands melted away as she dangled her toes in the inky darkness. The Queen's eyes drew shut as she relaxed into his embrace. He kept sucking her tongue and caressing her body, paying special attention to her hips and especially her luscious thighs. Though her modest bust received plenty of care as he played with her tits.Time slipped away in the void surrounding her, filled with not but her own muted moans and the squelches from their kiss. She was so caught in the numb pleasure that she almost missed as Shinobi pulled away. He dragged her tongue out as he slipped out of her mouth and back into the darkness. Her tongue lingered out, quivering for his touch.She felt something on her back - something soft."Hmm?"The shadows drew back, and Nefaria found herself lying flat on her bed. Still naked, still in darkness, but on the distinctly comfortable sheets of her bed. She blinked and rose, eyes darting through the featureless darkness in her chambers. Her voice called and echoed through the room. "Shinobi?"
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Nefaria felt her bed shift as something crouched on it alongside her. His voice called to her. Not from in front of her, nor behind - simply all around her."Sit back, my queen - I will handle this."His hands grabbed her thighs again and pulled her legs apart. She winced as cool air touched her royal, bald slit. Any misconceptions or speculation were cast aside as she felt hot breath blow against her pussy lips. The breath stilled...and a wet chill struck her loins."Ngh!"Sharp hisses escaped her lips as she felt the dragon's tongue slap and coil against her muff. Nefaria grabbed the sheets around her as her legs bucked against Shinobi's strong grip. He even lifted her up until her legs dangled over the bed as his cunning tongue work grew more ferocious."S-Shinobi please," she mumbled as pleasure started to leak out of her pussy. The tinges firing up her spine were becoming sharper and more potent now, as her stiff body started to react to the stimulation of her inhuman partner.The dragon finally lapped up to her clit and flicked against the hard nub. The light flashes intensified until she was gasping and heaving for much-needed breath. His tongue finally shot into her pussy and lapped her juices as her walls squirmed and squeezed around him."Ooooooh~"Nefaria's moan echoed through the chamber as her loyal dragon serviced her needs. Her legs slid up against his hands until she had her feet flat on the mattress between Shinobi's unseen body. Her fists bunched up the sheets until they pulled off from the edges as she rolled and bucked her hips back against her lover's maw. It was an incredible feeling - pleasure, unlike anything she'd ever received....any yet none that she herself had given."S-Shinobi, let me tend to you as well," she implored the dragon lapping her pussy. He instantly stopped. The Queen whimpered at her loss but remained stalwart in her conviction. The voice came again - his voice, echoing from every direction."Are you certain?"Nefaria nodded, resolute in her desire. "Yes - I wish to return the favor to you as well, loyal dragon," she declared."As you wish."The Queen felt his grip shift as he melted and reformed in the darkness. His hands wrapped around her thighs again, this time from above, as a forbidding obelisk cut out of the darkness and lingered before her very eyes. "My word," she breathed in awe.The features were hard to make out, but she could see the shape easily enough. Thick and long - exactly as she'd expect from a dragon. Nefaria licked her suddenly dry lips before she leaned up and kissed the pointed tip. "Mwahh~"A throaty growl escaped the dragon's lips before his tongue dove back into her gushing twat. Nefaria shivered, both at the rumbling and her own body before she leaned in and started suckling the cock tip. She brought a hand up to hold the mighty girth in place as her cold tongue swirled over the tip, just as Shiobi's own tongue lapped and struck the walls of her velvet hall.Nefaria was grateful that she at least had her sense of taste intact as she basked in the salty splendor of Shinobi's cock. Her lips struggled around the coiled muscles of dragon dick as he effortlessly lavished her loins in spit and service. The Queen's fingers struggled to wrap around his base for support as she worked him over.Admittedly, mostly for her own benefit.Shinobi sensed her plight and slowed his own ministrations to give her room and time to adjust and cope. He simply rolled his tongue up and down as he effortlessly cradled the nubile beauty in his draconic grasp. It spoke to his discipline that he didn't viciously attack her loins until she was a gibbering, giggling mess.Nefaria paid no heed to her own perils as she pushed her lips over the dragon's cocktip. Her cheeks swelled out as she slowly but methodically bobbed her head further and further down his scaly shaft. Her lack of a gag reflex came to play as the top of Shinobi's cock prodded against the back of her mouth and down into her throat. She managed to hold his shaft straight as she gobbled down more and more with every passing moment."Hrrrgh"The dragon actually shuddered above her as the Queen pushed her face up into his crotch. Nefaria's still heart swelled with pride as she managed to hobble the mighty Shinobi with only her lips. But with pride came complacency, and she found herself underestimating the inevitable. As soon as her gullet squeezed his scaly shaft and her lips curled and kissed around his base, Shinbi struck."Mmph?!"Nefaria's eyes bugged out as Shinobi's long tongue pierced into her velvet walls. Her coughs and screams echoed through his shaft as he mercilessly struck and attacked her pussy like a fiend possessed. If there was finesse in his actions, it was lost on the rattled reborn Queen.She tried. She honestly tried to keep going. The most she managed was a few bobs from his base to a mere hand's length up and down before it became too much. Her head pulled all the way back until his tip flew out of her mouth "P-Pah! S-Shinobi enouuuuuUUUUUGH!"He paused for the briefest moment before his vigor resumed. Nefaria attempted to hail him again but found her words lost in a slurry of screams and groans. Her smaller fists gripped his shaft yet it barely even phased the ravenous dragon in her crotch."S-SHINOOOOOOOOBEEEEEEEEE!"Nefaria howled as her orgasm rattled her to her bones. Her body went limp on the bed as her draconic lover pumped his long tongue in and out of her gushing folds. His body compressed down on her until his hard cock smeared her forehead. The inky blackness that had cloaked them seemed to vanish into a void of orgasmic white.Shinobi extracted his tongue as his facemask merged back together. His target shuddered beneath him as his handiwork gave her the respite she so dearly needed. He would be more than content to lay between her legs until the early lights of dawn...but not just with his tongue.The Queen of Sands blinked away her climactic stupor as the world returned to darkness. She could see little, but could at least tell she was no longer on her bed. Rather, she was upright, on her knees as something hot and scaly prodded against her stomach. It took longer for her to realize that her dragon lover had shifted her around once more. "S-Shinobi?""I am here, Queen Nefaria."His voice echoed around her. She looked around but quickly realized that he truly was beneath her. The telltale gleam of his red-trimmed armor and the flutter of his wings registered to her. "A-Ah, you are...still ready?" she struggled to speak."Yes"His curt admission made her blink before she managed to recover. Nefaria nodded down on him as her hips rolled and caressed his long, hard cock. His hands gently squeezed his cock as she struggled to rise up. Shinobi's hands gently cupped her thighs as he guided her to press his tip against her slit. She cleared her throat and gave one last, resolute nod.They pushed together - slowly."A-Aaaaahaaahaaa"The Queen of the Sands groaned as the dragon's cock pushed her folds aside. Her dulled senses throbbed and pulsed as the intense pleasure was numbed to a level that she could process. The rest left her in such a state of euphoria that her reanimated body simply twitched and squirmed in retaliation."S-Shino-oooooh~"The dragon heard her please and growled in response. Hearing his partner, his lady, in such a state was one thing. But to know that he was responsible for her current 'plight' brought out something the master of shadows had long since beaten away. In its place was his inherent desires - his possessiveness that came from the blood of dragons. A craving that could never be sated. A hunger that eclipsed even the dead.Pride. And Greed.Ah! Ah! Ahh-hoooo!"Nefaria squealed and grunted atop Shinobi's cock as her hips struggled to roll and buck. Up and down as the thick girth stretched her walls apart. Her body showed desire as it slowly grew slick with secreted bliss. His hands wrapped around her thighs as she undulated and shuddered with every thrust. "P-Pray Shinobi - f-faster," she whined.Shinobi narrowed his eyes as he peered at his lady. Her pleas resonated through him as he tightened his grip on her legs and wrested her along his shaft. The force of his thrust sent sweat and disheveled hair off her body. Her hand flew up and squeezed her bare, perky breast to pleasure herself further. "O-Oooh OOOOOH!"The dragon slammed her down as her pussy locked on his hard cock. He growled through the orgasm that had clamped down on his girth. Convulsions and the lustful screams rattled her to pieces atop him. Each howl and scream made it that much harder to resist the final temptation.But he persisted. His pace may have slowed but it never ceased. He let his hands wander up and squeeze her hips as she shook atop him. With his careful guidance, he rocked her back and forth along his crotch. His genital ministrations caused her juices to leak out around his shaft. The sensations were unlike anything he'd ever felt before. No battle, no trial could compare to the pressure that was forced down on him in his most vulnerable place.But he managed. Barely.Nefaria twitched and babbled in the ancient desert tongue as she glided through the brilliant void of ecstasy. Heat blasted over her body from an unseen star, or perhaps even stars. Her body was clad in euphoria as flashes of her two lives struck around her. Tears, sweat, and her own pussy juices leaked down as she wandered the endless sands of sin and bliss.Shinobi cradled her as her body stilled. Her screams dwindled to whimpers while he gently caressed her. Cradled her as a parent does their child. He gently led her down until she was splayed out over his armored chest. His hand shifted to stroke her bare, bronzed back.Time slipped unseen in the blackness, marked only by the gentle stir from her curtains that let the moon slip in. the only sounds to be heard was the still breath of the reborn Queen while her guardian remained deathly silent. After what could've been hours or mere moments she twitched.Nefaria stirred as her hand ran down her hair. She barely felt her fingers as the traced from tresses and draped down against her skinShin...Shinobi?""I am here."She blinked in sudden shock at his even voice as it echoed around her. Her finger curled down on his plate as realization struck her sex-rattled mind. Nefaria shook her head clear before she gazed around her darkened chambers. "The night?""You were out for some time, you must rest."She heard Shinobi's words and a part of her wanted to heed his counsel. But that part was quickly squashed as she felt him twitch between her legs. Her hand shifted down and pressed against her stomach. She felt his shaft twitch in her pussy and send a spasm of pleasure up her spine.He wasn't done - not even close. And neither would she be."Nay. I offered myself to you wholly, and you will take this boon," she shook her head and sternly declared. The slight hitch in her voice as his cock throbbed in her loins did little to diminish the intent of her decree."Is that what you wish of me?"She shivered at his voice. It was cold but hardly cruel. It was a warning, but one born of concern and hardly malice. It was the kind of threshold that she'd thought herself ready to eclipse but now wasn't so certain. Not as she struggled to lift her head and lock her eyes with his. But struggle she did, and her hazy gaze targeted his. Glowing red eyes locked with tired yet firm turquoise pools that flickered, but never broke away. "I do - more if you have it."Her words - her decree - hung in the dark. The challenge that slipped through her lips sent ripples down her own spine and into her lions. She felt him shift and stir inside her as the self-same reaction resonated with his inhuman body."As you command""W-Wha?!"Nefaria gasped as her body shifted once more. She was still entwined at the loins, but now her body hung limp in the air. Shinobi's hands quickly let go of her legs and seized her arms before she bent all the way over. Her toes dangled just above her disheveled, sweaty sheets. The Queen shook her thoughts clear and nudged her headdress back up as she struggled to cope with the abrupt actions. "Pray what is...that?"Her inquiry dried on her tongue as she looked at what, or who, loomed before her in the darkness. She knew that form, that armor, and especially the cock that throbbed in her face. Her eyes darted up even as she felt her body shift back against the familiar form that had so ravished her already. "T-Two Shin-oumph?!"The copy before her shifted forward and stuffed her mouth with his cock. Nefaria felt the inhuman girth stretch her lips and push down her throat. Her lack of a gag reflex aided such a sudden act until she was left to kiss against his very crotch. "M-Mmphwuh?'Shinobi groaned and growled as he thrust into her from both sides. It was impossible to guess which was actually real and which one was the replica. Every detail was exactly the same, right down to the veins of his cock as he pumped back into her throat again. The familiar taste throbbed on her dulled tongue as she dutifully slurped and sucked him down.The dragon and his copy kept the Queen pinned between them, just over her bed. Her toes and fingers curled and flexed in bliss as wave after wave of euphoria was slammed into her taut body. Each thrust in her loins sent ripples up her rear and back, while every chocked slam sent similar pulses across her perky breasts and down to her stomach. The buns swayed and bounded along her face as she noisily slurped Shiobi's deadly hidden blade.The dragon behind her kept his pace slow but deep. His claws stayed locked around her hips as her head was pumped up and down the long, thick shaft. Each thrust churned and dislodged her own juices as her pussy walls clenched and secreted more and more. The peculiar, striking clash of her cool body and her surprisingly warm juices made the ninja patriarch growl in his visor.Nefaria stayed in that state with her arms pulled back and her body stuffed from both ends for quite some time. Each thrust ravaged the ruined temple of her once stalwart will as she let such earthly pleasure claim her. Sweat and sin leaked down her body and smeared her disheveled bed. Her garbled groans and purrs were lost in the darkness over the primal growls and vigorous thrusts that rattled the walls.The Queen's rolled up eyes stayed on the Shinobi that loomed over her. His hand shifted as he squeezed the back of her head. Her lips loudly smacked on his crotch as she easily swallowed him down. The lack of air was hardly a concern for one who needed no breath, and both she and her vassal took full advantage of thatSuddenly, she felt something that brushed beneath her even as her spitroast continued at a frantic pace. Nefaria's eyes snapped open as the stupor evaporated for a brief lucid moment. Her eyes darted down as she locked gazes with the steely red gleam below.A third Shinobi that loomed beneath her. She felt his cock throb by her bare feet, but he made no motions to maneuver it into place. In fact, he remained beneath her as his hands roughly squeezed her breasts. "Ha-aaah?!"Nefaria bristled as the cold, harsh touch made shockingly deft swirls around her boobs. The flat of his talon brushed against her nipple and sent shivers down her back. Shivers that clashed against the ripples from her rump. His other hand repeated the process as he pulled himself up and phased his face between her cleavage. "MMph?!"The Queen shuddered and moaned around the cock in her throat as a long, wet tongue slapped between her breasts. The Shinobi in her mouth lightly grabbed the top of her head as he coaxed her along his girth. Her feet shifted and stroked over his cock as he meshed into the task of fucking Queen Nefaria's addled brains out.
GLRK GLRK GLLLLLRP
"Mwooooh~"Her words, though garbled, were instantly heeded. They came from the darkness around her - tongues, hands, and even other cocks as well. Nefaria's addled body was shifted and jerked around in the timeless night as her vassal dragon made good on her boon unto him. No part of her sacred temple was beyond his grasp or above his attention.She didn't know how long he'd gone or how many times she'd been driven to an orgasmic stupor. Her body jerked as the cock in her ass struggled to fit along with the dick in her pussy. She wasn't even sure when she'd had her puckered hole taken in such a way, not as she dutifully alternated between sucking, licking, twisting, and jerking off the cocks shoved in her face. Her entire focus was on that, even as she felt hands and tongues caress every inch of her nubile, beautiful form.The SHinboi beneath her squeezed her thighs down alongside the Shinobi above her. The pairs of hands kept her pinned in place as her bare calves brushed against the dragon's sides. Her hands remained free enough to pump the cocks in front of her before her lips took over. There was no rhythm in this ritual - merely lust and compulsion that drove the reborn Queen.Suddenly everything changed. Nefaria found herself upright again, though still on her knees with the two Shinobi in her pussy and ass. Her mouth gasped free as unneeded air passed down her to her lungs. Her eyes, lidded and limp, weakly glanced around as she beheld the sights before her.Shinobi - several of them, all with their cocks poised at her face. She watched their hands grapple and squeeze their shafts as they primed themselves to shower her. She struggled against the cocks in her holes as she stuck her tongue out and panted like a wanton alley tramp. "G-Give it to me - anoint me in your s-s-seeeeed," she pleaded.The ninja dragons around her all nodded as one. Their hands grew swift as they burned through the remnants of their draconic lust. The senses were amplified between Shinobi and his replicas as he felt everything. Every touch, every thrust, and even every lick and kiss had returned to him to wear down his inhuman stamina.And it had worked.Nefaria leaned aside and kissed the Shinobi behind her. Her lips traced over his face mask as she licked his plate. He pulled away only long enough to retract his mask before he slammed his own tongue into her mouth. The Queen squeaked as a dragon's tongue easily filled her mouth and even lashed against her throat. Her ear twitched as moans echoed from the Shinobi around her. They tasted her - all of them.The copy in her ass reluctantly pulled back and guided her head back to the group. As one, the duo in her holes hovered down until her knees touched the bed. They departed, but only enough to flank their kin around her in a loose semicircle. Nefaria struggled to stay upright as she awaited the inevitable. And it came swiftly as their voice spoke as one from the legion in the shadows."NefariaAAAARGH!"A deep roar rattled the chamber and her bones before she was drenched in Shinobi's seed. Her body shuddered as wave after syrupy wave of cum clashed against her naked, exhausted skin. Thick spunk clung to her and even weighed her down as she was encircled and entrapped in a web of Shinobi's draconic essences.Her eyes shifted shut as a thick load lodged against her. She felt no pain and merely acted on instinct. Her dulled taste buds felt the salty cum as it shot in and swiftly filled her mouth. The rest of her body was hardly immune to such a devastating assault, as her breast, stomach, hips, and even her legs were bathed in jizz.Nefaria didn't know how long this went for, or even how much had been shot onto her. The smallest lucidity in her addled mind noted that the bed was very likely ruined, if not the entire room at this point. Yet she found herself unwilling and unable to care. All she knew, all she could think of and desire for was more.So much more.Her wish was granted even with words unspoken. No sooner had the orgasm around her ceased than she was once more being taken from all sides. Shinobi acted without interest or care that she was already lathered in his cum as his single-minded pursuit of her body overwhelmed him. Just as much as she herself had been overwhelmed.Somewhere in the darkness was but a single light - a smile of a loopy and thoroughly pleased Queen of Sands as she groaned and squealed until her hoarse voice gave. Her hips rolled and bucked until they went limp, and she accepted his storm of dragon spunk more times than she could possibly count.Shinobi was relentless in both tastes and desire. Whenever one copy lost its strength it was swiftly supplanted by two, even three more. Not that Nefaria was in any sense or state to notice. Much less for her to care.The shadows multiplied throughout the night, and she lost herself back in that decadent endless desert of delights...Nefaria is that you?!"The Queen winced at Cleo's outburst. Grace stood by, silent but clearly concerned as Nefaria stepped into the foyer. She looked...likely a little worse for wear, especially after the long night and morning.Cleo clearly wasn't done with her concerns as she eyed the disheveled queen. "What happened - where have you been? It's after Noon!"Nefaria bowed in submission. "Forgive me. I required a long rest after my last bout."It wasn't wholly a lie - only the context of her long rest. Though in truth an hour in the bath was likely longer than anyone should, but how else was she to cleanse herself of Shinobi's...mark.Thankfully, Cleo was cut off before the wand-bearer could protest further as Alex cut in. "This can wait. We need to move- the empire is encroaching on the eastern woods. There's a manticore threatening one of the outlying villages, and who knows how many soldiers behind it."Grace gripped her staff as a determined gleam matched her eyes. Cleo bit back her words as she turned and nodded to the assassin-turned-guardian. "Yes, of course, Alex. Nefaria, will you be well enough to lend us your aid?"Of course - I am always ready," Nefaria declared. Longshe Gong glinted on her back."Do you need anything - shall we head for the Roost or the Wyrmpress?"Nefaria held up her two most common Wyrmprints to boost her prowess with the bow and her arrow's toxicity. She could already feel the familiar presence in her shadow as something, nay - someone, pressed close to her.Quite close."I trust that we will be victorious," the Queen smiled. Her fellow dark bearers shared her confidence with their own as the group made to leave. Nefaria stepped out of the Halidom and into the bright, crisp day. Her shadow shrunk down in the sunlight, yet the presence within stayed with her."So long as I draw breath - I will fight."

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Knock knock

From her place under the covers, Louise glanced up from her book. Her simple nightgown draped over her curvy body as the light fabric almost fluttered as if in a soft breeze. Her long pink hair was already undone as it cascaded down her back.“Come in,” she called.

She waited for the door to open with bated breath. As a familiar silhouette slid into view, she closed her book and smiled. She set the novel aside, already certain she’d do no further reading tonight. “I was wondering when you’d be coming. How was she?” Louise asked casually, tucking her hair back behind her ear.

Ranzal gently shut the door before turning to face her. His broad figure was mostly covered thanks to a simple pair of black pajamas. He shook his head and chuckled at a certain Child of Miracles’ state. “Heh, out like a light. The rest?”

“They’re all in bed now - hopefully they’ll know better than to sneak sweets out of Cleo’s kitchen again,” Louise chuckled. Hopefully, the Halidom's henpecked mother wouldn’t be too stringent with a little pilfered platter of cookies. He crossed his arms and grinned as she sighed.

“Well. I suppose you could always take the fall for them. Again.”

“Nah - everyone gets one from ol’ Ranzal,” he ribbed back. Louise’s mind conjured some rather vivid rebuttals, but she opted to keep her lips shut as her cheeks bloomed.

“Amane didn’t last anywhere near as long as the others, did she?” she mused.

Ranzal shook his head and stroked his broad, bare chin. “Nah, but I can’t blame her at all. When she’s working herself ragged like that, it's only fair she’d crash so soon,” he admitted.

Louise giggled and nodded. Ranzal’s rumble of mirth rolled over her even from the distance that divided them. She felt herself shudder even from his chortles. As if the winds themselves were poised to buffet over her.

Their shared chuckles slipped low until only the muted crackle of candles remained. The two’s gazes stayed locked through the dim light - him from her door, and her atop the bed. The pale moon’s light leaked through the window and bathed over them, as it awaited a private show.

The shadows shifted as they slowly drew towards each other. He crossed the room with calm, even steps. She shimmied over to the side of the bed to greet him. When he sat down beside her she faintly heard her bed frame groan in protest. Yet both she and he were already preoccupied as their lips drew together.

Soft - that was the way to describe it. Soft, almost like a tepid gale or a gentle zephyr. She brought her hand up and cupped his cheek. His own palm easily overtook hers as he squeezed his fingers between hers. His other hand shifted and wrapped around her dainty waist to nudge her into his embrace. an invitation she graciously and gladly accepted until she found herself straddled in his lap. Their lips remained locked in place even as their bodies gently caressed and squirmed together.

It was still a secret and miraculously so. Not because either one feared reprisal but rather they didn’t want their relationship to compromise their fight with the Empire. To all others, friend and foe alike - they remained distant and firmly in their stations.

Ranzal rubbed his hand over her back as he rolled his tongue against her lips. The sweet taste of apples caressed against his palate. He felt the softness of her bosom through her nightgown as she rubbed over his taut body. Her unclaimed hand reached under his shirt from below and began to gently massage his muscles.

On the battlefield, she was a fierce sniper, and he- the Halidom’s commander. In conflict, she remained back to support his charge with showers of arrows and winds that pierced her foes. He used the openings she provided as he charged ahead - no more a mere wall of storms, but now a mighty tower and bastion of the Haldiom’s command. One who carried the standard of New Alberia in one hand while his sword swung cyclones upon their foes.

Yet here - behind the privacy of closed doors, they were more than their stations. Beyond Commander and Subordinate, beyond the seasoned tactician or the doting sister. More than just Ranzal and Louise.

They were lovers.

Louise pulled herself deeper into his embrace as her woes and whims melted away. She had no thoughts of her brother’s wellbeing or even the care of a certain recluse for that matter. Here in her room, with the door well locked and the night sky over her head, she could, at last, let her hair down. Quite literally tonight, in fact. All so she could feel and relish every touch and taste of the man who had captivated her so.

It wasn’t terribly hard to see what drew her to him. He was reliable, strong, and had a certain coarse charm about him. His antics endeared her even when they caused no shortage of woes to the Halidom itself. Plus, him going the extra distance for Lowen’s comfort were big bonuses in her eyes as well.

In turn, the attraction was obvious, even beyond her bewitching beauty. He was drawn to her spirit- her passion and her drive. The way she fought for what she held dear with the fierce gale that buffeted all but the most stalwart to the ground. The way she could shift from the cruelties of war and release tenderness and kindness from her weary bosom with a smile on her face. From that, and more, they’d ended up in each other's arms.

And neither one could be happier.

“Mmmwah~”

She pulled back, already breathless from such a simple kiss. Webs of saliva dropped down and hung off her chin. She brought her hand to her bosom as deep, needy gulps of air struggled down to her lungs.

Her more active partner wasn’t the least bit winded, much to her delight. He gave her space to collect herself as he waited for her next move with bated breath. He didn’t have to wait long as Louise slowly brought a coy finger to her lips and swirled the thin strand of spit until her mouth was glossy. “You know...I don’t have any missions tomorrow,” she cooed.

“And my war meeting isn’t until the afternoon…” he growled in return. She returned his husky growl with a sultry giggle of her own. Her mirth morphed to a shriek of delight as she let him knock her down onto the bed and rolled atop her to take her lips again. “Mmmm~”

Louise’s hands roamed in his robe to squeeze and caress his muscles. Meanwhile, he simply kept his hands pinned between her sides to keep him from crashing down on her. Her antics proved more active than him as he showed incredible restraint in the ministrations to his lover. Clearly, he’d pull his punches for tonight for a single, apt reason.

Her hair was already undone.

It was a system shared between them. Down hair meant slow and easy - strip bare, and grind the night away. Strange as it was Ranzal actually really liked these times, especially after a long day. Sometimes it was more rewarding to cuddle after mowing down fiends and imperials by the scores as opposed to trading one battlefield for another. It gave him more time to savor her, worship her.

Tease her.

“Mmm...mma-aahaaah”

Louise’s breath hitched as she felt his crotch rub against hers. He exploited her distraction and slipped his tongue in her mouth. Her eyes rolled up as he flicked and smacked against her teeth with pure impunity. His spit slowly leaked into her mouth as he lowered himself gently atop her until she was pinned against the bed by his broad body. Her hands traced up behind him as she gripped the back of his head, wanting him even

deeper

in her mouth.

Ranzal easily broke away from her grasp and looked down at his handiwork. He smacked his spit-licked lips clear before he leaned back in to tease her with a coy grin. “Needy tonight?”

Louise panted, eyes lidded over as she writhed against him. Her nails dug into the back of his shirt while she levied a glare against her smug superior’s face. “You...you have no idea - I was debating on my hair ever since you left to take the kids back to bed,” she admitted.

He didn’t say anything, but his hard desire as he rubbed against her nightgown was enough of an answer. She’d clearly made her choice based on how her hair spilled down around her like long curtains of rosy water. He scanned over her and her plain-yet-perfect face before he mused aloud, “No other getup?”

His lover looked away with bright red cheeks. She shifted her hands up to the back of his head while he waited for her answer. Her legs squirmed under her dress and let him feel her bare thighs. “I um...I forgot to wash them from last time,” she mumbled under her breath.

Louise let go of his head and traced her fingers to his cheek. She turned to face him with a warm, bright smile. “Enough stalling. I want to go all night - and I want to feel you, Ranzal~”

He nodded at his girlfriend’s desires. Her commander and lover leaned into her bare neck. She tilted her head aside to give him full access, already eager to see what he’d do first. All she knew was that whatever it would be was bound to leave her breathless in the utterly best way possible.

She should’ve paid more attention to his almost-unseen smirk.

Ranzal’s hands rolled up her hips as she writhed against him. Her thin nightgown rubbed against his chest while her smaller hands tugged at his shirt’s shoulders. Her desperation was clear as day. More than clear to him as well. And even more incentive to toy with her.

Louise should’ve guessed what he was up to with how remarkably tame her lover was being. His touches were even more restrained than ‘hair down’ would normally evoke. He hadn’t even dipped under her nightgown yet, and usually, he was already all over her. “W-What are yo-ooooh~”

“We’ve got no hurry, right?” he asked right in her ear. She could feel the grin on his lips just from the light tone that left shudders down her back. The archer tried to protest but found her words cut short as hot, husky breath blew into her ear.

“Aaah!”

Ranzal took enjoyment in his lover's short gasps while he gently peppered kisses along the side of her head. He kept his hands over her gown and even avoided her bosom or the wet loins between her thighs. Simple, slow, and sensuous strokes up and down her hip or across her stomach. It felt wonderful...but it also left her in the most pleasurable circle of hell imaginable.

Louise bit her lip to try and mask her moans. Her flushed cheeks glowed in the candlelight while she struggled to keep herself muted.

‘If that’s the game you want to play, I’m not gonna give you the satisfaction,’

she swore to herself.

Were it so easy.

The bed creaked beneath them as Ranzal toyed with his lover. His bulk easily kept him pinned over her and in control. Try as she might to keep herself composed she couldn’t stop her mewls and grunts. Nor could she stop her limbs as they twitched and spasmed under his restrained, feather-like touch.

Ranzal shifted down and began to suckle her collar. Her hand shifted off and gripped the sheets as the heat between her legs left her numb. Her mind was trapped between screams of desire and the urge to have more.

She couldn’t hope to overwhelm him, at least not with raw strength. So instead she could try to aim somewhere a little more exposed. More vulnerable.

The mercenary-turned-commander was too preoccupied with his subdued, succulent feast that he failed to notice her shift beneath him. How her hand traced down from his back and seemed to fall off. He gave no heed to where the missing limb could possibly go.

At least, not until it groped against the obvious bulge in his trousers.

“Hrmph!”

Ranzal’s grunt made a grin curl across Louise’s flushed cheeks. She curled her fingers over the tent and squeezed. Her other hand reached up from the sheets and struggled around his back, just above the waistline of his bottoms. “H-How’s that?” she taunted him as her nails traced over the bulge.

He shifted forward under her ministrations and even tightened his grasp on her side. His hair hung over his face and made it hard to read his expression at first. Yet when he waved it clear with his free palm, she saw only that same cocky, confident smirk that left her weak in the knees. “You said take it slow,” he teased her.

“Hmph! You know what I meant,” she huffed and gave his loins another squeeze. “I want to feel you - not fall asleep under you.”

Ranzal winced both at her tone and her squeeze. He still managed to keep her in anticipation even as she grew a little more forceful in how she handled his bulge. “Ngh! Alright alright - we’ll pick up the pace a bit,” He finally relented.

Louise nodded in satisfaction and released his crotch. “Good. now let’s get this o-oomph?!”

Her instructions were cut short as he pushed all his weight down on her and crashed against her lips. Louise’s eyes bugged out from the sudden attack and the pressure, which gave him the perfect chance to force his tongue into her mouth. Her gaze quickly narrowed as she returned his advances with her own tongue. Slowly, she pushed him out of her lips until they were left to dance between their open mouths.

His hands shifted on her body as he started to bunch up her nightgown. Ranzal grabbed a fistful from her sides and pushed it up her hip. Slowly, her legs were revealed, as well as the cute and simple pair of pink panties that were already stained from his earlier torment on her. She gasped and shuddered as the cool air from her room struck her exposed belly.

Louise moaned into the kiss as her fingers blindly groped down to Ranzal’s crotch again. This time her strokes didn’t stay outside, however, and soon she reached into his trousers and wrapped around his crotch in full. The heat and especially the girth made her gasp and distracted her long enough to have her mouth be re-taken.

Ranzal shifted and rose just enough to give Louise room to squirm beneath him. The archer tried to loop her leg around his back but only managed to graze her thigh over his. Her other hand shifted up and cupped his cheek again as their tongue-of-war settled down into soft, gentle kisses.

While she tried to tug and pull at his crotch, he had a somewhat easier time. With her nightgown pushed up to just below her chest Ranzal was easily able to reach down and caress her damp panties. His finger pressed against her mound and sent a shudder right up her back. More strokes over her thinly protected pussy made her quiver and shake until light mewls passed through her open lips.

“A-AAH!”

Lousie gasped and arched her hips up against his meaty fingers. Her superior and lover easily and gently pushed her back onto the bed. All without a single pause as he smoothly rubbed over her ruined intimates to tease the sensitive lips beneath. She squirmed and squeezed her thighs together as the heat threatened to overwhelm her.

“R-ran-zeeep?!”

Her plea was cut abruptly short as one - a finger- slipped past her underwear and directly touched her pussy. Louise’s eyes shrunk to pinpricks as pure, hot ecstasy threatened to burn her alive. Her already wet walls practically flooded around the fingers that probed against her without a single digit’s penetration.

Ranzal relished the reactions of his lover with a cocky grin. It was always a treat to coax out her reactions, regardless if it was a hair up or hair down night. Something about how she squirmed and squealed got the older mercenary going like little else.

Still, he had more he wanted to do and only so much time in the night to do it. He slowed down his ministrations to give her time to re-compose herself and try to return the favor. The soft, supple hand that barely flexed around his shaft still managed to send a deep, satisfied growl from his lips.

Louise shuddered from her prior fits and the groans of the man above her. She slowly and shakily dragged her other hand down to join the first in the struggle to jerk him off. With both hands now wrapped around his girth, she could at least cover the shaft and even stretch her thumb up to tap the glans.

“Hngh...you’re getting better, Louise,” he grunted before he shifted back to let her work more. The rosette flashed him a glare through her flushed cheeks before she returned her attention to the thick girth that imposed in her grasp.

‘I-Is it even bigger than before?’

she whimpered to herself.

Regardless, she wanted to show him just what she could do, and that was exactly what she intended. Her hands worked in rhythm - sometimes in tandem, others separated, as she strived to work him off. His guttural growls were a constant reminder of her progress. Especially when paired with the shivers that each grunt sent down her back. Her arms pressed tight against her barely-covered bosom as she used both hands in his trousers with all the skill and finesse she could muster.

She was no expert, to be fair, but she still managed his dick with the same fingers that could effortlessly tout her trusty bow. The rosette felt some pride as she felt the first sticky dollop of precum drip out of his slit and onto her thumb. She pulled it out of his pants and brought it up to her mouth for a taste, right beneath his gaze.

“MMmmw-wAAH?!”

Louise gasped as he pulled himself free of her grasp and down the bed. She looked after him as he settled before her drenched panties. Realization flashed over her as the blush on her cheeks brightened like fire. “R-Ranzal don’t you da-aaaaaeeeeeh?!

Ranzal swiftly pushed her small clothes aside and brought his mouth to her honeyed lips. Her protests died on her lips the moment his fat, meaty tongue slapped against her drenched folds. His nose poked into her well-trimmed pubes and sent another tingle right up her spine.

He struck swift and pierced her pussy with the same precision that she could fire an arrow. The sweet, sinful nectar of her velvet walls rushed into his mouth as he lapped his tongue like a dog in her loins. She tried to protest his antics even as her body shook and bucked against her will.

“Eyah! S-Slow dooooooooown-gh!”

Her pleas fell on deaf ears as the commander feasted. The same ferocity that could clear taverns or Cleo’s kitchen now assaulted Louise’s honeypot while she thrashed and squirmed above him. Her legs wrapped around his head and pushed him further between her legs. Her nails dug into the sheets as she hissed and howled like a rabid Fiend.

“F-Fuck!”

Ranzal blinked, unsure if he’d really heard that. His lover rarely used such coarse words, even when it came to the bedroom. To know that he’d managed to do that made his already-hard cock twitch and throb against the bed.

His little game could wait - he needed her. Now.

Louise winced as his tongue slipped out of her folds. Her hips bucked and rolled as a mewl of protest escaped her lips. But any actual complaints were cut short as she watched her commander raise back over her with every bronzed, tight muscle on full display. “R-Ranzal?”

“I know we said take it slow...but damnit Louise I can’t hold back anymore,” he told her as he pushed down atop her. His cock rubbed over her slit while she tried to process what he’d said.

“I uh...um, A-Alright. I-I can't wait either,” she sheepishly admitted through the cascades of disheveled rosette hair. He had the decency to reach down and stroke the hair out of her eyes. Their gazes locked together - brilliant blue and brazen brown.

Their hips locked together.

“O-Ooh!” Louise gasped as his thick cockhead pushed her pussy lips aside. She squirmed and writhed as Ranzal slowly and carefully slipped more and more of his shaft in. He had to keep himself under control, not just for her sake, but for his own.

“D-Damnit...tight,” he grunted and bucked forward.

Louise gasped, both from the entry and his blunt words. Her hands wrapped around his shoulders as she looked away in embarrassment. “Don’t say tha-haaaaaahah-t.” she tried to scold him.

“Sorry, sorry,” he grunted. His hands reached down and cupped her hips for further support as they worked in tandem to come together. Their respective voices and pitches were the guide as Louise squirmed up while Ranzal shifted down.

Their efforts bore fruit as her loins touched his for the very first time. Louise’s smaller, lithe body was practically swallowed in Ranzal’s bulky frame. His arms wrapped around her back, easily able to pull out of her grasp before her hands went limp at his sides. She gasped and panted into his chest while she struggled to collect herself.

Ranzal rubbed the small of her back as he waited for her signal to go further. “So...New fragrance?” he asked.

Louise blinked and looked up from between his pecs. “You just noticed?” she gawked.

“Nah, just making small talk,” he explained with a shrug.

The rosette opened her mouth to respond, but let it close when no words passed out. Instead, she merely sighed and offered a small, embarrassed smile. "Y-You don’t have to do that. Just be gentle. Please?”

“Hey, I know the rules,” he promised her before he slowly pulled his hips back. The tight walls that compressed around his shaft made it quite the trial, but Ranzal wasn’t a greenhorn in any stretch. Especially not when it came to sex. He managed.

Barely.

“Aaaah, t-that’s it,” Louise panted as the bliss tricked over her. Her toes and fingers curled in delight. Her body relished the cock that stretched her in the most delightful of ways. Already she felt herself straddle the threshold of release with only the slightest twitch ready to knock her clear over. Something he knew about after some of their earlier evenings together.

Ranzal played his cards well as he gently coaxed Louise through the initial stages. His hands roamed up and down her sides to relax her tensed muscles. He held her close and let his own wider body’s heat waft over her. The masculine musk that filled her nostrils was an added boon to her as well. “K-Keep going, slowly,” she insisted.

He complied with her requests and raised the tempo just enough to shorten the gap between thrusts. In and out, from base to tip, he rolled his hips into her loins. Her pleased groans and moans rang like sweet music in his ears - an apt reward for his exercise in restraint.

“H-Haah, yes, yessss~”

Louise felt herself melt in his arms. Slowly, she began to roll her hips back as she got more and more comfortable. Her hands shifted from his arms and rolled up to his shoulders for support. She took a deep breath before she leaned forward with her lips puckered.

Ranzal leaned down and met her in a soft kiss. His hands shifted around her sides and cupped just over her rump as he coaxed her up and down his cock. The lubrication from her loins made things easier as time drew on, long past the point where either one could pretend to care.

“H-Hwaaaaaah”

Louise blinked at the deep yawn from her lover that made the bed beneath her shudder. She glanced up and noticed the slight list in his eyes. “Getting tired?” she asked him, not unkindly.

He nodded even as he continued to thrust into her. “Yeah. Been a long day. How about you?”

The rosette pondered his question as she rolled her hips up against him. A torch lit up in her head before her lips curled into an impish, coy smirk. She let go of his shoulder and toyed with one of her free locks of hair. “I’m wide awake now. I think I could go all night you know~” she fluttered her eyes and bit her lip.

That sight alone was all Ranzal needed to spring back. And Louise got a sudden abrupt thrust in her pussy as a response. H-Hey, easy!” she laughed as her hand went back to his shoulder.

The commander pouted at how he’d been outplayed by his lovely lady. Sure, he wasn’t so childish as to complain after he’d basically tormented her earlier, but it didn’t sit right to let her get a little dig in. Still, he could show a little leeway to his subordinate lover. A little.

Just a tiny bit...right?

…

‘Nah, can’t go showing favoritism,’

he mentally shrugged as he cooked up a way to get back at her. His solution was pretty simple as he clutched her hips and casually tilted over with her still plugged on his cock.

“O-Ooh!”

Ranzal shifted to his side and brought his lover with him. Lousie instinctively wrapped her leg around his back while she pushed her breasts against his chest. “R-Ranzal?!”

“Just getting more comfortable,” he told her while he kept his pace the same. She looked uncertain but went along with it regardless.

“Okay. But you better not fall asleep on me-eep!”

Louise slapped his hand under her disheveled nightgown as he pinched her nipple. Ranzal simply chuckled as he shifted to cup and gently caressed her boob instead. His downward hand shifted and curled under her until he could cup her rump. The results left her in close contact as their hips rolled and undulated together.

The rosette shuddered, from the now threefold attack. Between the thick cock in her pussy, the meaty palm on her tit and teat, and the equally girthy hand that massaged and squeezed her bottom, she found herself in quite the predicament. Her head tilted back and let her free hair coil around her as she panted out, O-Ooh wow, this feel so...so-”

“Good?” he chuckled as his ministrations went on.

“A-Amazing!” she gasped out.

“Whoa, that’s a new one from you,” he mused before he leaned in and suckled her nape. Louise’s arm swiftly went around his neck as she writhed and ground against his body. His persistent advances against her wore down her defenses until she found herself right back against that threshold when he’d first thrust in. And this time, she went over the edge.

“C-Cumming!” she wailed.

“Ngh!”

He tried to thrust even as her already-tight pussy clamped around him. The constant lubrication from her loins wasn’t enough as the friction from his thrusts stoked the heat that already broiled in her velvet hall. His grip on her breast and her butt tightened as he passed his own threshold. “Louise!”

To his credit, Ranzal didn’t pull out. He didn’t even stop. He kept going at exactly the same pace even as his cum shot and sloshed into her womb. She slowly recovered from her climactic stupor and soon her hips twitched and rolled against him to try and keep pace once more.

The night was young, and they had so much more time to burn.

Knock knock!

Louise blinked and winced as the morning light shined right in her face. She looked around her room until her eyes came to rest on the lump beside her. The same lump that rolled over to show the deep sleep of her superior and lover

Huh, no snoring,” she giggled and winced. Her body felt so sore - as sore as a run against an Astral in fact. But unlike those times, it was the kind of lethargy and exhaustion that she couldn’t help but cherish. She gently stroked a stray lock out of Ranzal’s face before she leaned forward. Lips puckered and ready...

Knock knock knock!

The rosette froze as the rattle echoed through her ears. She pushed back and stumbled off the bed. Her naked, sore body almost shined from the window’s light while she stumbled to her nearby night robe. “J-Just a second!” she pleaded.

Squish

She bristled, glancing down at the obvious puddle at her feet. The same one that had leaked off the disheveled bed and onto the ground. “Oh winds, guide me,” she prayed before she threw her robe on

Knock knock!

“C-Coming!” Louise shouted as she quickly tied her bathrobe together and ran her hand through her wild hair. It wasn’t pretty, but it could pass for bed head easily enough. With that, she limped for the slippers near the door. Her messy foot left a

squishing

sound in its wake. she fumbled for one of her slippers as the rattling at her door grew louder. “One moment please!” she begged.

Her attempts to reach the other slipper only ended with the insufferable thing slipping behind her dresser. Louise gave up and opted to just confront the interloper now. She fumbled with the lock and opened her door before peeking out. “How can I help yo...oh!”

“Louise!”

“Oh Lowen!” his sister gasped before swiftly stepping out into the hall. She kneeled down and gave her little brother a hug, just like every other morning. His arms felt as nice and firm as always, though that same touch left her more than a touch aware of her current state of undress. “D-Did you sleep well?” she asked him with a shaky, yet sincere smile.

Lowen looked down, clearly guilty about last night. “Yeah I did...um Sis, I wanted to say so-”

Uuuugh

Louise blinked before glancing back behind her. Groaning noises from a lady’s bedroom tended to raise eyebrows, except in the young and naive. And while Lowen was racing to his own conclusions, she knew

exactly

what it was.

‘Really? The one time you’re actually up on your day off?!’

“W-Was that the ghost?” Lowen gulped.

“Ghost?” Louise looked at him with a look of confusion. Realization dawned on her face as she tried to hide her giggles. “Uuuh...of course not Lowen! The ghost only moves around at night, right? Not the middle of the morning...eh he heh heh.” she nervously chuckled.

Lowen clearly wasn’t convinced and balled his hands into fists as he tried to be strong. “I dunno sis...M-maybe it's hiding in your room,” he mentioned as he took a step forward.

Louise yelped before stepping in front of her little brother. “Lowen, you know better than to walk into someone’s room unannounced!” she admonished him.

He winced at her tone, but still tried to be brave.“Don’t worry Louise - I...I’m not scared!”

Oh Lowen, please,” she insisted, not wanting to push her brother back. Her eyes darted back behind the door and the muffled shuffling she heard within.

Grrrrrr

Louise blinked at the growl in her ears before she looked down at her brother as he rubbed his stomach. “Well well - someone needs to go downstairs for breakfast. I’ll be down later, okay?” she promised.

“But Louise-”

No buts - I heard Cleo was making

muffins

today,” she grinned. Lowen couldn’t hide his smile at the idea and swiftly nodded before scampering off. Satisfied, Louise glanced around the hallway before slipping back into her room and locking the doors taut. She leaned back against the door and finally breathed.

“Phew….Oh?”

Out of everything she anticipated, she hadn’t quite expected to see her lover sitting up in bed with the sheets tossed aside. Ranzal ran his hand through his hair, too tired to acknowledge his immodest state or the way she was eyeing him like a prime cut of meat. “

Hwaaaaah

...what time is it?” he grunted.

Lousie threw off her robe and jumped back into bed and right into his unaware lap. “Time to test those soundproof walls you all installed~” she purred.