Rise and Shine

You awaken to the gentle sound of waves lapping on the beach, and stretch your arms inside your small tent. Pulling on a pair of athletic shorts, you step out in to the morning sun.

Golden sands and tufted dune-grass stretch away from you in the frankly astonishing weather. The rest of Fodlan is battening down in preparation for frost and rain, while true to Seteth's word the beach here might as well be the beginning of summer, with a warm breeze, bright sun, and clear blue water. You can even see some small islands within swimming distance of the shore.

"Hey there Professor!" A redheaded young man steps up beside you, clapping a hand on your shoulder. "This is one hell of a vacation spot!" Sylvain shades his eyes and scans the sunlit horizon. "I don't know what you did to get the monastery to let us relax out here instead of tromping through more mud, but it makes me glad I joined your class."

"Indeed Professor" Ferdinand steps up to Sylvain's side, speaking in his clipped noble accent. "While we must be ever vigilant in our duties, it is quite pleasing to spend a little time in leisure. And-oh my!"

All of your gazes are drawn to the ladies of the Black Eagle house exiting their tents, clad in a mouthwatering collection of swimwear. You notice Dorothea first, wearing an aluring red and black two-piece bikini, with a sheer skirt wrapped around her hips and a large sun-hat. Ingrid stands next to her in a cute green set of boy shorts and a ruffled off-the-shoulder crop top. Petra is already running for the surf, wearing a brown string bikini that shows off her deeply tanned skin and vibrant tattoos. She's dragging poor Bernadetta after her, in a black one-piece and athletic shorts. Mercedes, another former Blue Lion, has traded her normal heavy shawl for a gauzy purple shoulder wrap and a surprisingly skimpy blue and gold ring bikini.

You notice Edelgard looking a bit embarrassed as she steps out of her tent wearing a similar outfit to Dorothea, but with a white ruffled bra framing a rather generous amount of cleavage. You can just barely overhear her talking to the opera star. "I can't believe you convinced me to wear this."

"Oh don't be like that Edie, you look gorgeous! Just look at the effect you're having on poor Ferdie over there." Dorothea smirks as she glances in your direction.

Ferdinand, having been noticed, tries to pick his jaw up off of the sand, staring slackjawed at the white-haired beauty.

"We have got to work on your technique man." Sylvain sighs at the ginger before turning back to you. "Just look at all those beauties. You sure do know how to pick 'em professor."

You nod in agreement as Hilda bounces up in a (what else) tiny pink bikini top and a white hip wrap that leaves plenty of room to show off her left thigh. She holds up an apple and cup of steaming liquid for you. "I thought you might like a quick breakfast professor!"

With a less-than-subtle glance at Hilda's breasts, Sylvain gives you a knowing nod and throws his arm around Ferdinand's shoulders and walks off with him, offering the younger man tips on getting laid.

Gratefully taking the fruit and tea from Hilda, you spot Seteth off in the distance at the seashore. He's sitting beneath a large umbrella, fishing rod in hand just as he said.

"He looks kind of lonely out there." You muse.

"Yeah, he does. I don't think I've ever seen him relax. Even sitting out on the beach he looks tense." She muses, clasping her hands together and stretching. "He probably *really* needs to get laid." She adds.

"Hah! That *would* be your diagnosis." You laugh at the nymphomaniacal young woman. "I don't suppose you're going to go down to him and offer?" You give her a hip bump.

She responds with a playful pout. "Well, I wouldn't be so horny if someone had crept into my tent last night and ravished me like I had hoped."

"Oh, is that what my kitten wants?" You say, giving her butt a playful squeeze.

"Still, he's surprisingly hot, for an older guy." She teases, wiggling her butt against your hand. "Do you think I should try?"

Exasperated but amused, you loop an arm around her waist and laugh. "Well, how about this. If you manage to seduce old stick-in-the-mud down there, I'll give you a nice hard pounding tonight after dinner." You give her ass another hearty squeeze as punctuation.

She moans at your firmer touch. "Mmmm, well then I'll just have to turn on my full Hilda charm!" She peals herself away from you and goes marching down the beach.

"She looks like a woman on a mission, what did you say to her?" Dorothea inquires as you take a bite of apple and walk over to her.

"You might have to share tonight." You say in answer.

She playfully swats at you. "Oh aren't you naughty. Already putting together a schedule? I suppose I should get a reservation in early." She reaches up and gives you a kiss.

"Don't worry, you're still the heart of my harem."

"Oh what a romantic." She sarcastically pretends to swoon. "Though I can't say I haven't been eyeing her rack. I'll enjoy getting my hands on those." She adds in a devilish whisper before leaning back. "Speaking of getting my hands on something, I'd like to go play in the surf. Will you join me? I think Ingrid wants to come too, and we can relax in the shade afterwards."