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4th Amansdae, the 30th day of the month of Semens (Sem), the 3672nd year of Salvation's Landing

This night had already been so exhilarating already. The fact that now she was soaking in this immense bath of hot water and having the soft hands of Tabitha running over her back was just adding icing onto the cake. Yelena could not recall a night that had been so stimulating mentally yet held so much promise still to come.

The two had spoken more extensively about what it all meant in regard to Reglin and this mysterious magical artifact he possessed. Tabitha had teased that she knew Yelena would soon be just like herself and Asha, so anxious to just be with the big guardsman. Yelena knew she was jesting, but the Magistricia also took the opportunity that provided to be completely forthright with the Princess. She told the tiny royal that she had never really cared for a woman in the way that Yelena seemed to care for Tabitha. That the arcanist was well and truly in love with the man that seemed to be the focal point of everything happening the last few days.

The words had been a bit harsh to hear at when Tabitha said them, but here she was, lovingly caressing the Princess. So, regardless of her never maybe loving another woman, she certainly seemed very comfortable with another woman. Yelena thought that may be due to Reglin’s influence and her past nights with the Asha girl. ‘Tamp down that jealousy. You are not a child!’ the Princess told herself and tried to focus on those light touches dancing all over her nude back. Those light touches would turn to massaging hands from time to time as they would get into some sort of conversation.

Right now though, the touches were light as they were not talking. Breaking the silence, Tabitha spoke, “Are you absolutely certain this is what you want, Yelena? We trust you enough that you can turn away still. I would not fault you if you did… This is just… strange.” The humorous tone in the Advisor’s voice signified that she may have stated one of the more obvious understatements ever.

Letting out a throaty little moan at the touches first, the Princess spoke in an extremely relaxed voice, “I have thought about it almost relentlessly. Beside the fact that this would be by far the most exciting thing to ever happen to me, doesn’t this also give me the chance to be with you?” That last part might have sounded a bit too… needy, when she heard herself.

As if in confirmation Tabitha stopped the light touches and was silent for some moments. Each second made Yelena damn herself for being so lose with her tongue. Eventually the beautiful blonde spoke to her, “Well, yes… but mostly no, my dear.” The big-breasted woman sighed, “I am going to be completely honest with you. As I’ve said, I gave my heart to Reglin. Unlike him, I have not figured out how to love more than one person with true sincerity. Not to say it cannot happen, but for now, any time we have together would more than likely be due to both of us wanting to ride him like fresh caught stallion.”

Yelena smiled at the injected humor at the end, in spite of the fact that she was essentially being told that the two of them would not be any more than physical partners. Perhaps that would be enough. The Princess thought that she wanted this more than anything, but through the evening when the discussion came around to Reglin, she felt her heart race a little faster. Those were feelings she would have to think about.

The Princess had so little experience with men, that it was not surprising that she would look to women in such a way. And to the Magistricia in particular. She epitomized strength, wisdom, and grace if you were to ask her. And she had always been to kind. Did she look to Tabitha as someone that she wanted to be with? Or was it someone she just wanted to be? She felt that there was no way that she would ever be able to actually be the kind of woman the arcanist was due to Yelena’s family. Maybe she was looking to live vicariously through the older woman? Time to really think about these things.

Having not given Tabitha a response, Yelena felt the other woman’s hands return to her flesh, this time with a bit more earnestness. The Princess gave a quiet gasp when she felt those large tits of Tabitha’s mash up against her. The hands explored forward, more toward her ribs, achingly teasing at coming up to take hold of her own extremely modest titflesh. The Princess’s puffy nipples were pointing out in anticipation. “You know that any of this with me, or with anyone else does not ‘make you a woman’, right? Sexuality is a part of the human condition, but it is not so all-encompassing as some would make it. We are so much more than our base desires. Though those can be a doorway into a spiritual awareness you have not known… Well anyway, it is a part of you, and that is it.”

The Royal Advisor looked the Princess’s face and saw the bit of apprehension she felt. “Do not worry too much… He is more than capable enough to give myself and Asha all we could handle and seem no worse for wear. I do not doubt that he could leave you sweaty and spent on the bed alongside both of us. Plus, I do find it incredibly arousing to watch him be so masterful with someone else, knowing that he had either just done thought to me, or will be doing so shortly… And then the bonding experience of having Asha lick the huge amount of cum he pumped inside of me as it leaked out of my cunt at a slow trickle…” Yelena was shivering at the words alone, even without that sultry, seductive tone that Tabitha had taken on.

“I-I just kissed him… It made my spine tingle… And that is an understatement. I felt it in my core…” Yelena spoke so quietly, almost ashamed, “But I… I really have no basis for comparison…” It did strike her as shameful that she was so naïve and inexperienced when it came to the plays of passion.

Those enthusiastic hands took hold of Yelena once more and turned her around and pulling her close. The Princess’s breath caught at the suddenness and she looked into Tabitha’s eyes. But the older woman’s eyes were not looking into hers. They were looking at her pale lips. “Well, to do any kind of study, you need a basis for comparison, do you not?” And that was it. This beautiful woman pressed her lush lips into her slimmer lips.

Hands moved around and cupped her taut ass under the water, giving it a kneading squeeze while their lips kissed. It started softly, but before long it became more urgent. But even as the intensity increased, it never reached that intensity she felt with Reglin the previous night. And that was while he thrust his manhood in and out of that Asha girl’s poor little asshole. And why was she thinking about that scenario while this woman she had thought she was in love with is fondling her ass and kissing her deeply, their tongues now intertwining gently? She thought that may answer some things with some reflection. But she decided that could wait. Now she was going to give Tabitha her fullest attention and appreciate this for what it was. A chance to learn things…

Yelena pressed the kissed further in its fervor and brought one of her hands up to cup the sizeable tit that was mashed up against her own pokey little puffy tits. When Tabitha gave an appreciate groan at that, it encouraged the Princess to mover her other hand downward over the arcanist’s toned abs and to her bald mound. This caused the older woman’s hips to rolled forward in a way that Yelena thought was pure instinct. But doing so allowed the petite woman access to those soft folds.

That was when their notice was drawn away from their passion. Something had caught both of the women’s attention and it sounded like a woman’s giggling. Both Yelena and Tabitha were breathing deeper and flushed with excitement, yet both looked at each other inquisitively. “I am not the only one to hear that then?” The Princess said and the other woman shook her head with a sly smile. She had an idea of what that was, Yelena thought.

Pulling away a step, Tabitha looked down at her tiny bathing partner, “I have a feeling that we have been longer than I realize. My lovers…” She looked at Yelena with that same sly smile, “Perhaps, our lovers?” She let that hang there while Yelena’s face blushed brightly at the thought. “Well, if you are so inclined, my dear, you and I can get out, dry off, and see what sorts of delicious entertainments Reglin may have in store for us poor, little, women…”

Yelena thought that might have been that streak of submissiveness showing through in those last words, but that did not matter. She was anxious to get out now at the idea of Reglin being in just the other room. So it was no surprise to herself that she moved with such alacrity, getting out and toweling off. Tabitha was not too much slower herself. And when she was done, the busty blonde opened a cabinet and grabbed a vial of her homemade oil, “Just in case he’s a dirty boy again tonight…” was all she said and that brought the vision of her hopeful lover’s cock thrusting into Asha’s rosebud during her first real kiss. They then wrapped their towel’s around themselves and headed in the bedchambers.

What she saw was not what she had expected. Yelena had thought that the big man would be in the throes of passion already with Asha. But that was not the case. Her eyes were drawn to Reglin like a moth to flame and she saw him standing far across the room in front of the fireplace and looking down at a seated Asha, she thought. He was stripped down to shirtsleeves and leggings, having lost his ensemble somewhere. She watched as he leant forward and looked like kissed Asha. That sent her tummy to flutter, and before she knew it, Yelena was gliding across the floors of the large room. She was barely aware of Tabitha walking alongside her.

As they got closer, Yelena was able to confirm that it was indeed Asha that was the focus of his attention and who he was kissing deeply. His hands were on the arms of the chair that she sat in as he loomed over her. For her part, Asha had craned her neck upward and wrapped her arms around his immense shoulders as well as she could. How would it feel to be on Asha’s end of things? She found that she could not wait to find out.

When herself and Tabitha got closer still, Reglin pulled away and looked in their direction. He wore a silly smile on his face and leered at the two newcomers in turn. But it was Asha that spoke, a slurring of her words evident, “Jussst the girrl we’ve been waitin’ for…” the seated brunette said as she looked at Yelena, “He’s been sayin’ that this is your night… So all I’ve been able to get outta him is a little kiss and tickles…”

That caused the Princess’s cheeks to alight anew and she looked down at her bare feet for a moment. She calmed herself quickly though as she heard a sardonic voice from Tabitha, “Seems as though you found some drinks this evening too… Did the wardrobe selections not take as long as I thought it would?” Oh? So, they were at the seamstress’s apartments tonight. Asha would need an overhaul of sorts of her wardrobe if she were to go with Tabitha to most places, Yelena thought.

“Nah! It took a good bit o’ time. Longer once we shtarted in on the bottles. That Sheamstress can toss the wine back! And she still stayed on task! Probably annoyed her to have all of us giggling like jackals as she tried to show us the new, more scandalous cuts…” Asha was incredibly animated while everyone looked at her tell of the night’s events. “That willowy thing can wear a dress too! She might not look it, but shome o’ styles that Li and I wouldn’t wear. You could see all kindsa stuff, the fabric was so sheer! Ol’ Reglin even perked up at her… well, perkies we all got a sight of. Cute lil things…”

Apparently, the girl was a bit of chatterbox when ****, Yelena thought. But all present found it amusing at least. So Shonda had some dresses that could be considered immoral? The Princess wished that she could have seen what those looked like. And now that she knew the little whispers of change to society that Reglin had sent out, maybe she could aid in it. Shouldn’t women have a choice in what they want to wear? Yelena certainly thought so. She felt no need to put herself on display like that, but if it were to further a cause, she just might. But Asha had mentioned ‘Li’… “Li… You mean Oliyah was with you both and even got into the drink?”

“There is no ‘was’ in that sentence, dear Princess… ‘Is’ is the proper word.” The voice startled Yelena and she turned to see Oliyah coming from behind them with glasses in one hand and a bottle in the other. Her cheeks were flush from the influence of **** and she wore an uncharacteristically carefree smile on her lips. It was like seeing a whole new person in Yelena’s eyes.

Her mouth must’ve been agape from the giggle that came from Oliyah as she looked at her. A giggle!? Yelena could count on both hands how many times her handmaiden had laughed in the last year. Her usually snarky self was downright chipper and offered a glass to the Princess. Yelena looked at the offer wineglass and took it in a mechanical motion, still astonished, “Ummm… Thank you, Li.” She muttered quietly.

Oliyah held out the bottle and Yelena held out her glass. As the tipsy maiden began to pour a glass for the princess, she spoke softly, “I can see you interest, your Highness… He is… fun. So is she for that matter. Easy to talk to. Then again, that could’ve been the wine.” As the pour ended, the brunette handmaiden shrugged. “I’m going to offer some more to the others.”

Still shocked, Yelena turned and watched Oliyah as she moved on and was offering wineglasses to Tabitha and Asha. Taking a drink from her own glass, the Princess noted that Reglin declined a glass and his eyes were looking directly at Yelena while speaking quietly to Oliyah. Both were smiling and whatever he said made her handmaiden break out into laughs. It was so strange, and it had stricken her mute for the time.

Reglin’s arm went around Oliyah’s waist and then leaned down and gave the plain looking woman a peck on her forehead. That caused the normally plain-looking brunette look anything but. She blushed prettily as she playfully slapped the statuesque man’s belly, causing more laughs from those two as well as Asha and Tabitha. The look on Oliyah’s face was indignantly pleased. There was no question that she appreciated the attention, something that Yelena understood completely. The big man then nodded to the other women and started to walk in Yelena’s direction, leaving the three women to fill their glasses and chat.

All that the women did were lost to Yelena now though. Her eyes watched Reglin as he strolled her way. She felt the need to take another drink. Those feelings in her belly had come back and with a vengeance. Did she really want to go through with this? Look at the size of him, she thought as she looked up at the guard with the magical gifts. Those hazel eyes… They were kind more often then not. But she had seen them be dangerous. She had even seen them appear mysterious. Now they looked… hungry. Another drink had to be taken.

The guardsman came before Yelena and bowed, “Good evening, your Highness. I hope you are well enough. Did Tabitha enlighten you further?” He had been bold and taken her empty hand and kissed it, sending chills up her arm and down her spine.

Dazed for a moment, she was slow to respond, “Y-Yes… She was insightful… Thank you. And your evening? Looks as though you, umm… got Oliyah to relax a bit.” She couldn’t help but make commentary with how extraordinary that was. She made no attempt to withdraw her hand from his, and he seemed to feel like not relinquishing so yet, their hands intertwined as they hung between them.

The look on Reglin’s face was a bit coy at those remarks and gave a shrug, “I cannot take all the credit. I believe it was just a fortuitous combination of personalities and wine. She is quite something, given all that she has gone through… But I came to see you, Yelena. Were you able to make your desires known to Tabby? I know how it is. I was in your exact shoes less than a week ago…”

His soft smile was disarming and Yelena felt her own lips form her own in response, “Oh, you may think that you were, but I can tell you that we are not at the same points.” She blushed at her thoughts as her emotions have come at her all evening, forcing her to check herself. She took another sip then to soothe her feelings.

“Oh? I thought that we both had long-felt crushes for the same extraordinary woman?” Reglin’s face showed a puzzled expression that Yelena found quite cute.

Shaking her head lazily, Yelena expounded, “I believe your heart was right in its feelings…” She paused. “But myself? Infatuation, I think… Of a sheltered girl who never really had a grasp of reality.” She snorted at her words and smiled sheepishly at Reglin, “She still does not truly… But it does seem as though there are winds blowing that may bring about some definite changes…”

Over a foot and a half taller than her, she was having to crane her neck to keep eye contact with Reglin. Giving her a smile that she thought had a bit of melancholy in it, he reached out and touched her check, causing the skin to alight with a heat, “And I wonder sometimes if it is right to bring these winds to you… Not to mix adages, but you could be happy swimming in tranquil waters. But instead you are being pulled into this maelstrom.” His eyes searched hers intently, “Please know that I have no idea what all this may bring, dear Princess… It all could very well in ruin. It all could be some strange trick, or some ridiculous delusion of grandeur.”

It was perhaps a minute or more of utter silence on her part as she did nothing but stare at him. Were those the eyes of a young, charismatic madman? In spite of herself, the notion could be a true one. Or was he some fated figure come to the world to bring about something truly revelatory. In contrast of the two, the former was much more likely. His fingers had ceased the gentle brushing of her cheek and had dropped to now loosely held her hand. Feeling the warmth of his touch, and seeing the sincerity in his eyes, Yelena could not believe her head and had to side with her heart. “… I am certain…” She leaned forward and pressed her cheek just below his chest.

Massive arms enveloped her in a hug that filled her with warmth. She felt safe. She felt like she never wanted to leave these confines. Yelena felt him lean over her and kiss the top of her head, “Whatever it is I bring. What I hope it is more than anything is happiness for you… For those that are pulled into me, I just hope that I can bring you happiness and love. And I will do everything I can to do so…”

‘Did he always have to sound like he was reading from some silly romantic novel?’ Yelena thought to herself but chuckled aloud. His words would be silly anywhere else but on a stage during a playshow of some sort, as a man waxed poetic about his true love. Yet, from Reglin, the words sounded right and further immersed her in that warmth. Then again, she could also be very biased in her judgement at this time too though…

The encircling arms relented in their grasp and Reglin spoke, “Come Princess… Let us rest your feet from standing and your neck from getting sore from that terrible angle…” He pulled away but grabbed her empty hand and led her away from the fireplace. It was then that Yelena took a look around and noticed that she and Reglin were alone in the vast room. She truly had been caught up in all this. Not that she would complain. The petite Princess did not think there would be much in the way of time alone with the incredibly charismatic guardsman, so she would take it. Then she saw where they were heading and the butterflies in her stomach took flight all at once.

Reglin led her to the enormous bed of Tabitha’s. Still holding her hand, he turned and sat down on the edge, his hand leading her to sit next to him. Resisting his subtle pull, Yelena took a last hearty drink, emptying her glass before she placed it on the floor. She then mustered herself and sat down right in Reglin’s lap. “I grow tired of curving my neck, so I will take the higher ground…” she said with what she hoped was a playful smile, even though she was nearly shaking with fear at her own temerity. Sliding and arm over his shoulder to turn herself so that they could face one another, their faces were indeed extremely close now and she could not help but see the boy turned man’s eyes looking intently at her own lips.

Never being terribly confident in her pale and slight appearance, that look of desire stoked something in the little woman and before she knew what she was doing, she leaned in and kissed those undeniably kissable lips of his. Reglin did not miss a beat though and almost immediately made it known to her that his yearning for her was immense. The way his lips pressed her own, and then the introduction of that dastardly tongue of his! Once again, Yelena’s subconscious was well ahead her of reasoning mind because her own tongue had started to dance with his without a thought. The idea of someone else’s tongue in your own mouth sounded preposterous in that reasoning mind of hers. Yet now, the intimate action stirred more embers inside her. She felt the heat in her sex as it grew wetter and wetter with each longing moan that came from them.

With an arm below her, cupping her small, but bubbly ass, the other started on her knee and rubbed softly over her dress, making its way further up her leg. Never had she despised clothing more than right now, but she also wanted to see how Reglin would go about it. So, she chose to continue to relish this eternal kiss of theirs. By doing so, Yelena just felt those hands about her, the heavier breath that came from the giant guardsman, heard the panting that came from both of their mouths. She thought that there could be no more erotic sound than that of such intimate breath, knowing that you were able to take your lover’s breath away, to take it into yourself, just to return it to them in the next instant.

Lost in all this, Yelena’s next coherent thoughts was ‘when did he open my dress? And when did that hemline get pulled up to my hips almost?’ the thoughts made her blush, realizing that she had gone off into herself a bit. She chastised herself that she was here with someone she felt such emotion for. Was it love? She couldn’t tell anecdotally, but it very well could be. Her breath caught as Reglin’s hand in front had made its way up her inner thigh, inching closer to her smallclothes that were now drenched with her lust, the pungent aroma of her own sex filled her nose.

As if on cue, Reglin made remark, speaking in a low, throaty voice that sent shivers up her spine, “Ohhh… You smell delicious…” He kissed her again, “I don’t think I can hold back much longer, love…” Those words led somewhere in her mind to the next logical conclusion, but Yelena’s mind was in some sex-crazed fugue, and it didn’t come to the forefront quickly. Instead, she kept kissing him as reason pointed to her eventually, ‘If you do this, you are ruined as a Princess. Your value to your father’s reign lessens immensely.’ The words were true, but only in a calculated truth. In real truth, she was ruined when Reglin returned to her life. She was ruined when she could not find the capacity to sit in court and pay any attention to matters of the kingdom. She yearned for the forests and fields. For the smell of wet grass, the feel of it on her bare feet. She was no courtly woman. She was primordial. She was elemental. Her place was not in polished halls, but in meadows.

That last thought brought her to the memory just days ago of her and Reglin’s ride and their lunch in that meadow. How she wished she was in this frame of mind that day. To have him claim her in those wildflowers would have been magickal. She thought of it and brought it forward in her mind. She would feel it still. But she would not be undone by her own sentimentality. She NEEDED Reglin now! This was its own magick.

Hunching her shoulders forward at the urging of the hand at her back, Reglin pulled her dress down her arms enough that she could pull them free. And just like that, she was bare to him from the waist up and mid-thigh down. This seemed silly to Yelena, so she galvanized herself so that she could remove herself from those big arms’ embrace, if only for moments, and stood.

If you would ask Reglin if this moment would ever have been possible, He would have laughed in whoever did the asking’s face. But then again, life seemed to be making turns of that nature for him a lot as of late. But here he sat on the edge of the bed of a lover of his, his crush of a great many years, who had vacated the premises so that he could make use of the bed with a PRINCESS! Surreal to say the least.

And now that Princess stood in front of him, shimmying out of her dress, letting it fall to the floor and pool at her feet. She was stunning. The tiny stature of Yelena did things in his mind that were polar opposites. One, he wanted to protect her with all his worth. Two, he wanted to use her bodily in a way that only a woman so petite could be used. Though the later was less a thing with his own growing size. He could do such things with many girls now. But still, it was the idea that sprang forth from when he looked at this delicate beauty.

Delicate might not be the right word. She had a very attractive hip flare, some actively thickened thighs, and a narrow waist. He didn’t like to draw comparisons, but Yelena was a more petite version of Asha. She didn’t have the voluptuousness in her hips and ass like Asha, but they were still awfully inviting. The Princess was making the best show of being proud as he leered at her, taking her form in. While his eyes were low, he could see that her mound was bare, perhaps the result of Tabitha as well? Either way, it left an unhindered view of her plump outer lips, rosy and puffy with arousal. Her inner lips must be a bit on the smaller side, because the outer folds kept them hidden from his sight. Her breasts were tiny, spattered with freckling and tipped with rather large, puffy nipples that stood out in her current state of horniness. He wanted those in his mouth right now!

When he stood with a rush, Yelena jumped in response, gasping. Scooping her up, that gasp was followed by a yelp as Reglin lifted her high into the air so that those sumptuous little tits were at mouth level. “I must!” is all he got out before taking one of those prominent nipples into his hungry mouth. Putting an arm under that lovely little ass of hers, he began to unbutton his clothing with the other, the comparative size difference actually making this a possibility.

Not knowing what to do, the princess wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned her head over top of his, panting excitedly as Reglin licked, kissed, and nibbled on her modest breasts. “Oh Gods…” She murmured, her voice dripping with ecstasy.

Reglin needed to move on quickly. This was an unwieldy situation. So, he turned so that the Princess’s back was to the bed and he dropped her gently, seeing the look of surprise flash on her face. Before she could react any further, the guardsman was stripping off clothing with alacrity, until he stood before her in his own nudity, painfully aroused…

Her breath caught as she looked up at Reglin from her back before she raised herself on her elbows. He was quite the specimen to look at, she thought. He looked like virility, tenacity, and kindness all in one being. That he would get his way with whoever through any or all of those traits. Right now though, when she looked at him, Yelena saw that obviously virility standing and pointing directly at her. It looked enormous from this vantage! She heard a soft chuckle come from him that drew her eyes up to his face. There was hunger in those eyes, and it made her wet knowing that she caused it. That she made him so intimidatingly hard.

No words said, just eye contact made, and just like that, Reglin was lunging downward and grabbed hold of her butt with both hands. He literally lifted and moved her back about three feet. While the startled cry came out of her mouth, his own mouth was already attached to gushing mound, once again licking, kissing and nibbling with a fervor that made Yelena’s back arch in way that she was pretty sure she had never accomplished before. Then she felt a finger part her pussy, rub it for a few seconds, the slide inside. Just a little bit at first. Those big hands of his made her feel full already, and those digits were nowhere near the size of that… cock… she thought and felt a thrill of naughtiness shoot through her. A mental dam broke then. She was indeed naughty, and her hips responded in kind, moving as if by nature, grinding her sex onto Reglin’s mouth and finger.

Yelena had driven herself to orgasm in the tubs before a few times, but what she felt building inside her dwarfed anything she had felt those times. Reglin was making her body contort itself in ways that she had never ever tried before. It was getting to a crescendo, she could feel it, but she wanted to feel it from him… His manhood. Not his finger and tongue. “Nononono… Stop.” She gasped, “I want to you… I want it in me…” She reached her hands down between her thighs and placed them on his head, urging him up to her, “Kiss me…”

Reglin followed his Highness's direction and slid his body up and over her. Yelena looked up at him with a face that was hard to discern. Those blue eyes of hers were wild, but he wasn't sure as to why exactly. The leading thought was of course was arousal, but as he looked down at her, her eyes glanced about his form nervously, her quickened breathing gaining in depth. "Dear Princess... Are you alright?" We do not have to..."

"Nononono! That's not it, Reg!" She took a breath, "I just all of the sudden, when you came up over me... Your size... It made me feel suddenly very... helpless.” Her hands came up and cupped the sides of Reglin’s face. “It is not something I am used to. But I think, I might like the feeling… with you, at least.” Those eyes now were only shining with want once more. “Now, kiss me my dearest Guardsman…” and she pulled on him.

Not wanting to defy her yet again, Reglin kissed the tiny princess with earnest passion, their tongues playing at one another. The ardor of the situation had brought about those primitive actions that came with it. His hips rolled upward, his now engorged cock ran along Yelena’s drenched lower lips, causing her breath to catch in their kiss.

Panting even more now, she pulled back, “That… was it, was it not?!” Those tender little tits of hers and her puffy nipples stood out in prominence with each breath. To answer her, Reglin lowered his hips and ran his length along those reddened pussy lips again. This time Yelena’s hips responded in kind, rising up to meet him, “mmmm… that feels amazing.” She almost purred and her body shivered.

Slickening the underside of his rod on her dripping slit with repeated roll of the hips, each time Yelena pressing her mound harder and harder against him, “Yelena, I do not want you to regret anything… I would be more than happy to pleasure however you like. But you know what it means in the eyes of your father if you take me into you…” It might not have been fair, but Reglin reset himself and this time the bulbous head of his manhood rested right at the entrance to her quivering cunt.

“Do not dare, Reglin!” Needy hands reached up and grabbed for whatever purchase she could find on his muscular shoulders as he held himself over her. Those eyes of hers couldn’t seem to focus and her hips were moving in their own instinctual manner, trying to push downward onto his shaft. “Of course, I want it! I am ruined regardless, lover… Become one with me… Please!”

Something in that made Reglin cool the lust in him. It was answer enough, but this was Yelena’s first time. He did not want it to be remembered as nothing but sweating and rutting. After all, there should be many more nights for such carnal actions. Instead, he moved his hips upward at a glacial pace as he parted her netherlips. As the head entered another gasp came from Yelena’s mouth, only to be covered by Reglin’s lips once more, kissing her passionately.

Fingernails dug into muscled shoulders as Reglin slid in a bit further, still going so slow. She kissed him and moaned enticingly the entire time. The guardsman didn’t think his cock could get any harder, hearing those mewling sounds of pleasure coming from the petite blonde Princess. She was incredibly tight, unsurprisingly. And when he was only roughly a third of the way in, he had to stop to let her relax a bit, “Oh Gods, it fills me up...” She moaned lowly. “I want… more… slowly though… please.”

Doing just that, Reglin found the depth he was at and retreated back out only to come right back to the same depth inside her. After a score or so of that, he allowed himself to go a bit further. At roughly halfway inside Yelena, she was panting out words that were unintelligible to the owner of the artifact.

After just another score at half-length, Reglin felt the canal inside tighten and pulse, “Oh Gods! I am cumming! I am cumming on your hard cock inside my little pussy!” Her hips rolled and rolled as if she were possessed while Reglin continued his ardent lovemaking.

When the grasp of her inner folds began to flag in intensity, the big man began to slow down, and Yelena’s breathing calmed fractionally. But when he tried to pull out completely to give her a break, he felt her legs come up and around his hips. Her heels dug in just below his ass on his hamstrings and her hands came up and around his neck, pulling him down for another impassioned kiss.

“I know you are not done yet, my dutiful soldier… I wish for you to complete this task assigned to you…” She said in a husky voice after their kiss. “I wish for you to finish to completion. Though you should not spill inside me for the sake of safety, but please… feel free to cum wherever you like.” Her heels dug in and pulled towards herself, urging Reglin’s rigid rod further inside her. “And I know that you did not bury yourself inside me. You may not be able to just yet, but… go deeper this time. I can take it, lover…”

Hearing the Princess speak in a mix of matter of fact and crudeness got Reglin back on task, his hips pushing his turgid cock, “It that is what her Highness wishes, I will comply with due haste.” He smiled down and her with a devious grin and then surged forward with an intensity that caused Yelena to yelp in surprise and yell in pleasure. He did not spear into womb fully. He only wanted to get her attention. After that however, he slowed down again but did lengthen his motions, bringing leaving just a couple of inches out of her.

The panting increased once more, “Oh shit! Oh fuck!” The dirty blonde hair swung from side to side with Yelena’s lustrous convulsions and the channel of folds inside started to regrip Reglin’s shaft, “How are you able… fuck… to hit those spots over and over again?! Oh shit…” She turned her head and sunk her teeth into his wrist in a bite that didn’t hurt in the slightest. Reglin thought she was just trying to control her language that had become uncharacteristically colorful. She released and spoke in a rushed manner, “You had better cum soon, love. I do not how much more I have. I am already losing sensation in my legs.”

With the ability to control himself, Reglin had kept himself at a level of enjoyment that he could keep with for an extended period. But now that he knew where Yelena was at and the limits she was reaching, the tall guardsman allowed himself to be flooded with all the feelings that could be felt, physically and emotionally. In no time his dick was convulsing, ready to shoot his pearly seed all over. “I’m cumming Yelena… Where do you want it?” He said with an urgency.

His words and the increased pace that accompanied his need had sent the Princess into another orgasm, but she had managed to hear him, “Just on me! I want to feel it on me!” Her back arched then in a drastic fashion, only her ass and head were touching the bed and the orgasmic scream that came with it sent Reglin over the edge.

Pulling out, Reglin sat back on his heels and held his shaft just above Yelena’s well-fucked pussy. A couple of strokes was all it took to send forth his first blast, a copious amount of cum that left a trail from the Princess’s hollow of her neck, all the way down to her mound. With just that, she would be well covered, but Reglin tended to have anywhere from seven to ten of those bursts, though with lessening volume. In the end, the guardsman looked down on his newest lover and saw her tiny tits with delectably puffy nipples covered in his milky seed, as well as a significant amount pooled in her navel. The rest of her seemed to have take at least a bit of splatter.

With her back still arching, coming down from her own climax, white jizz flowed slowly down off of her tits, “Oh Gods… it is so hot…” She lowered then, laying flat on the mattress. Immediately her hands went to her neck, in the shallow hollow where a bit of Reglin’s cum had pooled. Dabbing a finger at it experimentally, she brought it to her lips and gave a small lick. Lacking the energy to do much more than raise a surprised brow, Yelena said lazily, “Your… you taste delicious…” Her eyes closed then tiredly, but her hands went back to her body, gathering up what seed she could in her semiconscious state and licking it off her fingers with extremely erotic moans.

The woman of nature did seem to have a natural way about herself when it came to sex, Reglin thought. He didn’t think that she was overly thoughtful in what she said or did this night. It was her instincts that took over and gave the both of them an extremely pleasurable and memorable night. As he removed himself from between her legs, Yelena almost immediately rolled on her side, a finger still in her mouth. He had knocked her out. Smiling at the view of one of his first friends turned lover, he grabbed a blanket and laid down behind her, covering them both. He was not terribly tired, but he learned that he could will himself to sleep if he wanted. And right now, he wanted to share the blankets with his Princess. Wrapping her in her arms and pressing himself fully against her back, the tiny woman gave a contented noise and in no time the couple were asleep.

~This is knowledge for the Reader~

The Affection Multiplier

~Mana: 623 (+69) 692~

~Mana Channels: ~Labiae Passionii (Lips of Passion) free, ~ Corpu Vigorii (Vigorous Body) 100, ~ Uirtau Proelium (Martial Prowess) 100, ~Mensu Lucidae (Bright Mind) 100, ~ Tactu Beatae (Blissful Touch) 100, ~Plurem Amatrixae Normalii (The Normalcy of Many Loves) 500, ~Corpu Libidaem (Lustful Body) 100, ~Corpu Spectabilum (Intimidating Body) 100, ~Mentulae Potencii (Potent Cock) 150, ~Limbu Infinitum (Endless Loins) 100, ~Voluptae Gustatum (Delightful Flavor, Gratify the Appetite), ~Figurae Cultura (Shaping Culture), ~Vulgum Venerae (The Love of the Masses), ~Corpu Vigorii Magii (A More Vigorous Body) 400

~Lovers~ A: 300 E: 284 L: 300
~Tabitha~ Affectionae: 100 Erosii: 100 Libidae: 100 (Effective 69)
~Asha~ A: 100 E: 100 L: 100 (Effective 65)
~Princess Yelena~ A: 100 E: 49 (+35) 84 L: 83 (+17) 100

~Royal Polivander House~ A: -32

~Nobles~ A: 125 E: 12 L: 88

~Royal and Noble maidens~ A: 208 (+10) E: 10 (+2) 12 L: 131 (+5) 136
~Maiden Caterina~ A: 20 E: 1 L: 4
~Maiden Gwynfuir~ A: 15
~Maiden Erynna~ A: 6
~Maiden Oliyah~ A: 41 (+10) 51 E: 2 (+2) 4 L: 24 (+5) 29
~Maiden Iridia~ A: 4
~Maiden Freighla~ A: 76 E: 7 L: 67
~Maiden Deela~ A: 16 L: 2
~Maid Camilla~ A: 30 L: 34

~Day watch~ A: 249 E: 3

~Evening watch~ A: 22

~Night watch~ A: 6

~Palace Staff~ A: 70 L: 8