Haziel's Knight

Haziel got up off the bed too, and started to undress herself as a wordless answer to Rosalind. She started at the top, pulling down her hood and revealing the smooth, silky hair underneath. The outfit that Haziel wore was composed of multiple layers and Rosalind watched with anticipation as Haziel stripped off piece by piece. With each removed article of clothing, Haziel’s pale delicate skin was revealed to Rosalind’s hungry eyes. There wasn’t a blemish or scar in sight, Haziel’s skin was like a fresh, untouched field of snow.

Finally, Haziel was down to her last lines of defense, her underwear. She hesitated at this last step, but she had already come this far and didn’t intend on stopping now. Haziel slipped off her bra and revealed her creamy white breasts, tipped with cute pink nipples. Rosalind couldn’t help but appreciate their perfection. The idea that she was going to be the first to lay hands on this body… it added to the excitement and anticipation. Rosalind felt like her heart was leaping out of her chest as she could hardly wait for Haziel to finish undressing.

Haziel hooked her thumbs under the waistband of her last piece of clothing, and began to pull them down her hips. She bent forwards as she dragged them down her slim legs, reaching her ankles before daintily stepping out of them. She straightened back up, now fully naked except her blindfold. Haziel shyly presented herself to Rosalind.

Rosalind stepped in and closed the gap between them, lowering her head slightly to give Haziel another kiss. As much as Rosalind enjoyed Haziel’s lips, she couldn’t wait any longer for the main course. Rosalind broke off the kiss and spoke to Haziel, who was both eager and anxious about what was coming next.

“Haziel, you have such a wonderful body~ I’m going to show you how to enjoy it~ We’ll start with a lesson on other uses for a mouth~ Lay down on the bed~”

Haziel did as she was told and got onto the bed, laying on her back. Rosalind positioned herself above, looking down at her partner who was looking back in anticipation. Rosalind lowered herself so that her mouth was right in front of one of Haziel’s pink nipples, pressing her breasts against Haziel’s soft belly. She wrapped her lips around Haziel’s nipple and used her tongue to slowly and sensually circle around the little nub. Rosalind heard Haziel inhale sharply as her tongue started to work its magic. Rosalind didn’t keep the slow pace for long, as she increased her tongue’s pace and switched to a flicking motion.

Rosalind could tell that Haziel was feeling it, as her breathing grew excited, occasionally taking a heavy breath in an attempt to keep her composure under Rosalind’s continued ****. Rosalind was unrelenting, focusing on the sensitive nipple until she suddenly pulled her head back and let it leave her mouth. There was no hesitation as she attached her mouth to Haziel’s other nipple, immediately giving it the same vigorous treatment. The surprise caught Haziel off guard, nearly causing her to let out a little moan if she didn’t catch it in her throat.

Rosalind wanted to push Haziel further, so she added light suction with her mouth as she continued to make Haziel squirm. Rosalind didn’t stop there, she used an idle hand to start groping the breast that her mouth had left earlier, before using her fingers to pinch and flick at the nipple that was still slick with her spit. Rosalind was bombarding Haziel with the most pleasure she had ever felt, but this stimulation was still only foreplay to prepare her body for the next lesson.

Rosalind lifted herself off of Haziel, looking down at the effect of the last few minutes. Haziel was breathing hard, her face flushed red with both hands covering her mouth to hold back the moans she would have let out otherwise. While Rosalind enjoyed being on the receiving end earlier, being in control had its own addicting allure. Haziel was laying on the bed in a blushing, flustered mess, totally under Rosalind’s control, waiting on what her partner would do to her next.

“It’s time for the real fun now~ Spread your legs~”

Rosalind backed up to give Haziel some space. Haziel removed the hands covering her mouth, and gingerly parted her thighs, revealing her most sacred and precious area to the partner she had only met the other day. Haziel would have never dreamed that this assignment to combat the forces of dark magic would turn into this! But here she was, presenting the most private, **** part of her body to her new friend, if “friend” was even the right word to use.

Rosalind accepted Haziel’s invitation, taking one of Haziel’s legs and putting it over her shoulder so that it would rest there. She moved a hand down between Haziel’s legs, running her middle finger up and down her slit that was visibly wet, getting her finger slick with the juices. Haziel reacted to every stroke, arching her back a little before covering her mouth again. Rosalind knew that she could certainly bring Haziel to orgasm just with rubbing the external parts of her sex, but she would regret missing the opportunity to connect with Haziel on a “deeper” level.

Rosalind stopped her strokes, bringing her finger to a stop at the base of Haziel’s entrance, then started to press inwards. Rosalind was met with only a small amount of resistance, as she gently explored, probing as her finger slowly entered. She didn’t want to go too fast since this was Haziel’s first time with a partner, so she took her time pushing in deeper.

On Haziel’s side, she was dealing with all the new sensations that Rosalind was pushing into her. Haziel had fingered herself before, but her own fingers were thin and delicate. The one pushing into her now was thicker, stronger, and insistent. It was entering carefully, but continued past any small amounts of resistance with an unstoppable determination. It was an alien sensation to have something entering her that wasn’t under her control, something that sent shocks and shivers through her with every unexpected movement. Haziel would react instinctively, tightening up inside, and would have to consciously relax to release Rosalind’s finger, and let it continue to push deeper inside.

Every time Haziel would tighten or relax her internal muscles, Rosalind savored the feeling enveloping her finger. The wetness, the heat, it begged Rosalind to continue. Her finger finally bottomed out, reaching nearly to her knuckle as both of them savored the moment. This was the most filled that Haziel had ever felt, but she knew this was still just the beginning.

Rosalind started to massage Haziel’s insides, hooking her finger and rubbing in a circular motion, trying out different spots, speeds, and pressures. Haziel squirmed as the invader moved inside her body, instinctively shifting her hips around in a futile resistance. Suddenly, she felt a bolt of magic energy rip through her as Rosalind’s finger pushed into something. The sudden feeling made Haziel’s body twitch, the leg she had slung over Rosalind’s shoulder kicking up as Rosalind realized that she found what she was looking for.

She only gave Haziel the briefest of moments to realize what had just happened before she started to focus on her discovery. Her finger started to repeat the motion that hit Haziel’s sweet spot and began a constant rhythm. Haziel squirmed as the pleasure started to gush out from the spot that Rosalind was assaulting. It was too much for her to handle, she almost wanted to tell Rosalind to stop, she was scared of what she was feeling, and what it was building to.

Rosalind kept at it, periodically changing her speed and pressure so that Haziel didn’t have a chance to get used to one pattern. Rosalind could tell that her partner was starting to get close to a climax. Haziel’s breathing was fast and shallow, and she was starting to let small moans escape, which was music to Rosalind’s ears. Haziel herself could see magic energy building up inside her just like what happened inside Rosalind earlier. The “burst” that Haziel was seeking out was going to come soon.

Rosalind knew it was time to give Haziel everything, to **** as much pleasure into her little body as it could hold. More than it could hold, more than her mind could handle. Rosalind wanted to overwhelm and dominate every part of Haziel with raw orgasmic pleasure. Rosalind let her finger go wild inside Haziel, milking her g-spot for all it could give. Rosalind dropped her shoulder down, letting Haziel’s leg fall as she dove her face forwards towards Haziel’s pussy. She latched her mouth around Haziel’s clitoris as her finger continued its rampage, and began to rapidly flick her tongue like she had with Haziel’s nipples earlier.

The sudden mix up by Rosalind immediately sent Haziel over the edge. The magic energy gathered within her burst and rocked through her body as she let out a loud moan. Rosalind could feel Haziel’s insides contracting and spasming around her finger, as Haziel’s hips even started to make small bucking movements against her mouth. Rosalind didn’t let either stop her from keeping the stimulation coming as Haziel was totally overwhelmed by pleasure filling every ounce of her being. Haziel was in a state of pure ecstasy as she let every pulse of sensation crash through her. She was barely able to keep conscious, as she felt the whole world start to go white.

Rosalind slowed her pace, matching the wavering energy that was starting to exhaust itself. Each pulse was less than the last, and Haziel was starting to regain her senses. As she started to come down, Rosalind removed her mouth from between Haziel’s legs and slowed her finger’s movement, fully removing it after Haziel’s body relaxed. She laid exhausted on the bed, panting and catching her breath as Rosalind watched over her with a satisfied expression. Just like Haziel, Rosalind would have never expected their relationship to end up like this, but everything just fell into place naturally. Maybe Rosalind could visit Haziel some time in the future…

Hold on, that wouldn’t be possible at all. Haziel would leave tomorrow, and Earnest’s mind would have to leave Rosalind’s body. How could Earnest think about visiting Haziel as Rosalind in the future? He started thinking back to the past few days, and realized that he had started seeing himself as less of a guest piloting Rosalind, and more of… just a single entity, a single person. Was the desire he felt for Haziel from his own mind, or from Rosalind’s body?

Haziel was still recovering, but she saw an expression of concern on Rosalind’s face and couldn’t just ignore it.

“Rosalind? Are you okay? You look worried…”

“Uh, yeah. I’m okay. I’m just a little worried about tomorrow.”

Haziel paused, then laid down sideways on the bed in an inviting position.

“Here, let me offer some comfort to you. I am a priestess after all.”

Rosalind hesitated, but couldn’t reject Haziel’s generous offer. Rosalind laid down next to her facing away from her. Haziel pressed her naked body against Rosalind’s back and laid an arm over her side. While Haziel was smaller than Rosalind, she was still able to provide a warm and comfortable embrace that Rosalind enjoyed. Haziel even softly spoke close to Rosalind’s ear.

“Don’t worry about tomorrow. I’m here with you now.”

Rosalind melted into the embrace, as the two enjoyed sharing a warmth between them. As much as both of them would have loved to drift off to sleep and wake up next to each other in the morning, Haziel knew that Adeline was expecting her downstairs in their shared room. Having a priestess spend the night with a knight she had just met would be strange, and would certainly result in some unpleasant rumors that might end up being a little too close to the truth. There just wasn’t a good excuse to spend the entire night together, so eventually Haziel had to get up and redress herself.

Rosalind didn’t know what to say, so she said nothing. There was an air of slight awkwardness between them, as questions formed in their minds, but never got asked aloud. Haziel just continued to put on all the layers that she had removed earlier, until she looked like a proper priestess again. It would have felt strange if Rosalind remained naked while Haziel dressed, so she got dressed alongside her, thankfully in a much simpler outfit.

The two stood apart from each other, words failing the both of them. Surprisingly, Haziel decided to do something brave, and stepped forwards to give Rosalind a quick last kiss. Haziel walked to the door, opening it before turning back and facing Rosalind.

“Good night Rosalind.”

“Good night.”

And with that, Haziel closed the door behind her, leaving Rosalind alone in her room. Rosalind sat back down on the bed, reflecting on what just happened. She returned to her worried state, and continued asking herself questions that she didn’t have the answers to. Eventually, she turned in for the night and entered an uneasy sleep.