❤ Belit on top

You lay with your back upon Belit's bedroll as the girl herself straddled your lap and slowly lifted off her cream-colored, rough cloth shirt, hooking one hand under each side of the hem. When it came off, you saw no undergarment beneath it-- just freckled, tan-colored skin. Her breasts were quite modest in size, but perky, and there was something else noteworthy about them as well: a golden discoloration around the left breast, like a hand clenching in on it. This was the saintess mark, ordinarily covered up where no one could see. Geod did have a funny way of putting those in obscene places.

As you stared up at Belit, she grinned down at you. "Hey... It may have Geod's handprint on it, but it's yours to touch, ya know? You're the squire, Vin," she giggled, then grabbed your hand, placing it over her breast. You found it only just filled your grip. You began to gently knead the firm flesh there with your fingers, while Belit bit her lip and leaned into your touch. "Mmm... I've got my very own massage therapist now, huh? Saintesses really do get all the perks in the world, don't they?" she joked, then returned the favor by reaching between her legs to stroke your cock through your pants with one hand.

"My tent, my rules... Whip it out!"

Without waiting for a response, the girl opened up your trousers and sprung free your erect cock, which was engorged and twitching from her generous foreplay up to this point. {if Slight = True}"Heh heh... It's cute," she teased you, running one gloved finger up its length, then swirling her fingertip around the head, causing you to wince at the stimulation.{else} "Dang... it's bigger than I thought it'd be," she whistled, evidently surprised. "Nice to see my squire's well-armed." She reached her hand around the shaft and began to stroke it up and down, as if trying to make you shoot off before you could enter her.{endif}

You resisted the urge to cum from her simple touch. You squeezed her breast harder, to bid her on to the next step.

"Heh. Getting cheeky now, are you? I guess a great thief like me can be a little generous to a poor squire like you," she teased, finally standing up off of your body. She rose to her feet for just long enough to strip off her trousers, revealing beneath them a close-fitting set of black, elastic shorts. They weren't much for frill or fashion-- you imagined they were to keep her comfortable during her usual athletic affairs. This would actually be an athletic affair in itself, you wagered silently, as she lowered her hips back down onto your groin.

You were concerned she was going to start grinding on you again instead of finally letting you inside. {if Master = True}This kind of play didn't suit you, as someone who prefers to dictate his own pace. You demanded that she quit fooling around, or else, you were going to have to discipline her. "Ha! Punish me? You're on the bottom, you know?" she reminded you, giving your cock a punishing flick with one finger.{elseif Servant = True}You would do whatever the saintess asked of you, but you felt yourself reaching your limit. If she didn't let you in soon, you were going to waste your seed on the crotch of her underpants. "Heh heh... That look on your face is like a poor puppy dog. Fine, fine..."{elseif Chivalry = True}You would do whatever the saintess asked of you, but you felt yourself reaching your limit. If she didn't let you in soon, you were going to waste your seed on the crotch of her underpants. "Heh heh... That look on your face is like a poor puppy dog. Fine, fine..."{elseif Lady's Man = True}You were pretty confident in your ability to go multiple rounds, but you still found this much teasing a little cruel and unusual. At this point, it was starting to feel like she was stalling. "Wanna say something, squire?" she goaded you, giving your cock a teasing flick with one finger while grinning evilly.{elseif Freak = True}It felt a bit ridiculous, being driven to cum by something so vanilla as this. Still, your body wasn't quite so dead to the ordinary sexual sensations that you could deny the arousal her teasing was giving you. "That look on your face says you're ready to crank it up a notch... Alright then!"{elseif Duty-Bound = True}This kind of playing around wasn't in your best interest as a squire. Your seed was meant for saintesses-- spilling it on her panties would be an absolute waste. You urged her to let you inside post-haste. "One on top makes the rules! That's just the way it goes, buddy," she cackled, enjoying her position over you. {else}You would do whatever the saintess asked of you, but you felt yourself reaching your limit. If she didn't let you in soon, you were going to waste your seed on the crotch of her underpants. "Heh heh... That look on your face is like a poor puppy dog. Fine, fine..."{endif} The thief finally pushed the fabric between her legs to one side, exposing the freckled flesh of her pussy's lips to you, before guiding it down upon the head of your penis. She wiggled upon it briefly, as if to feel it out, before slowly sliding herself down, drawing you inside of her. "Mmmm...!" she shuddered, with something more like surprise than pleasure. It was taking her a moment to get familiar. "Let's try moving. Don't make me do all the work either, Vin."

You placed your hands upon her hips and bucked her gently up and down. She placed a hand to either side of your head around the pillow and leaned forward, bobbing her hips up and down to try and match your movements. After a short time, the two of you had synchronized your movements somewhat, and the grin on her face turned from one of teasing to one of carnal pleasure. You got the idea that for all her bluster, she wasn't particularly familiar with sex itself-- perhaps she'd watched it sometimes in the seedier parts of Missionaire without participating. It would explain why she seemed to have the techniques, while not recognizing the sensations.

"That fits perfect," she moaned, pushing her face closer to yours while increasing the speed of her hip movement to a needy humping. "Guess it figures, eh? Geod picked us to be together... so he made your cock just right for me!" She spoke between breaths as her speed became greater and greater, forcing you to keep up. Her grin took up more of your view, until finally, she locked her lips onto yours again, kissing you deeply while slapping her narrow hips up and down upon your lap.

Her freckled body was coated in sweat, mingling with your own. Your cock was throbbing uncontrollably. All you could see was Belit's face, as she moved her hands to hold either side of your head in place and lock you into the kiss, propping herself with her elbows. When she'd finally had enough of that, or perhaps feeling the message was urgent, she put them back on the pillow's sides, no longer grinning, but letting her mouth hang open. "Cum. Fuck! Cum now," she demanded, her teasing lost along with her control of her own body.

She'd probably been picturing a simultaneous ejaculation like they wrote about in pornographic novels and she almost got it, but you got the distinct impression she was already cumming before you released. Her body continued to shake as you deposited your semen into her, finally stopping the bucking of her lower body as you hugged both arms around her slender waist. The girl's bushy brown hair was drenched in sweat as she turned her eyes up to the ceiling, clenching her teeth and letting out an indignant moan at the unfamiliar feeling.

When the two of you had finally spent all you had, she lay down, resting her cheek upon your chest. Thanks to her thin frame, you actually managed to fit the two of you on the bedroll together. That wasn't to last, however. "I'm kickin' you out, buddy. Bed's not big enough for the two of us," she snickered, then sat up next to you. She gave you another kiss on the lips, holding your head in place with one gloved hand, then grinned. "Next time, we'll use yours."

You rose to your feet, allowing Belit to settle in for sleep as you made yourself presentable. "Nighty night," she called after you. The thief seemed pleased with herself. She probably viewed tonight as yet another of her successful conquests and, like much of her honorable thieving business, it had managed to benefit multiple parties.