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Roy had always had a hard time flying on the back of a pegasus. There was something about not having his feet firmly planted on the ground that unsettled him more than it seemed to bother those he fought with. How was one supposed to be a leader and plan ahead when stray arrows were even more dangerous than ever? There was also gravity to consider, and if he were too high up, his voice wouldn't reach his soldiers.
Also, what if the pegasus just...got upset and threw them off?
Shuddering at the thought, his grip tightened on the woman in front of him, feeling the silken, pink fabric through his fingerless gloves. He looked around and tried to enjoy the view instead, taking in the beauty of Askr from up high. The Order's castle was still visible in the distant, although it was getting progressively smaller as their routine scouting mission took them closer to a mountain range in the west, flying over a vast forest that bathed in the sun's warmth. Up there, however, the temperature was quite cold, with the winds almost making the young, redheaded man's teeth chatter.
"Darling, if you hold me any tighter, I'm going to have to make you take me out for dinner." A happy and playful voice rang out in front of him, snapping him back to reality.
Roy immediately loosened his grip and felt his shoulders tense up in embarrassment. "Ah, er, sorry, Princess Tana." He said, wondering if it really would be so bad if her glorified horse threw them off now.
Princess Tana of Frelia was a woman of many skills and incredible beauty, but her social and playful nature could be difficult for Roy to handle, most definitely in part due to her appearance. She was a little taller than him, and had flawless, golden brown skin which told of many hours spent on the beach. Her long, dark blue hair was styled into a ponytail that fluttered in the wind, spreading an enchanting floral scent around her, and she had a dress that was much shorter and tighter than he would have expected a princess to wear. Roy wasn't one to question the Summoner or Robin's decsion to pair them up together so often - he had to admit their strengths did complement each other well - but it was incredibly awkward to sit behind a gorgeous princess of a foreign nation with a constant erection, only a few centimeters away from her rear.
If Tana noticed, would it count as a diplomatic crisis? She was royalty, but she was from a different world...
Tsking and lifting har hand to wag her finger at him without even looking back, the blue-haired woman said, "Now now, what have I said about formalities? We're all Heroes here, after all!"
"Oh, right, Pr- I mean, Tana." He said with an awkward chuckle, remembering his partner's desire to be on the same level as everybody else here, and titles got in the way of that.
"Aw, you're so uptight, Roy." She said with a melodic laugh, reaching her hand back and patting him on the knee, once again without looking back. "You okay? Not too cold?"
He smiled, more relaxed this time. "I'll live. How about you? You look like you're less prepared for this than I am."
"You mean I'm wearing less clothes than you." This time she did turn back to wink at him, her graceful features lit up by a knowing smile. "And you're right, but you get used to it. Besides, sometimes you just want to look good for your partner, you know?" She finished, turning her head back again to focus on steering.
Swallowing, he let out another awkward chuckle. Gods above, he barely even recognized the sound coming out of his voice. He could've sworn he used to be more calm and collected than this, but Tana knew how to push his buttons, and he had a feeling she knew it. How was he supposed to deal with this while up in the air? The height and the worry of his erection bumping into her made it hard to focus on having a normal conversation.
Sighing, she said, "My, you can be a bit dense sometimes."
He cocked an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"
"This." She replied simply, gently tapping her heels against the pegasus' sides to make it fly in a more erratic pattern, instinctively causing Roy to tighten his grip on her hips again, and the sudden increase in speed pushed his body against hers, his chest upon her toned back, and his lower body brushing against hers.
Oh, shit, he thought.
Tana, however, merely laughed, the sound as captivating and happy as always, as if singing out in triumph. "Why, Roy, I knew you could be a little stiff but I didn't think it was contagious to your nether regions!"
He scooted back a few centimers, but there was only so much room on the saddle. "I, uh, I'm sorry for-"
"See, this is what I mean." She said, shaking her head slightly. "Relax, darling; does it sound like I'm upset? If anything I'm honored you think so highly of my looks!"
What was one even supposed to reply to that? With his cheeks burning and his brain trying to think of anything to say that would make himself feel less awkward, he muttered, "W-Well, that's good."
"And you're no slouch in that department either, my dear." She said casually, as if she were helping him to pick out a nice shirt to wear that would look good on him. "I've grown quite attracted to you during our time together. I've flown with many people like this, but feeling your hands on my sides feels just right." She gently put one hand over his, stroking it with her thumb. It was warm, as if the tanned skin transferred some of the sun's heat.
The redhead inhaled sharply, the entire situation foreign to him, but her kind, positive voice helped put him at ease. While his nervousness didn't dissipate, he began feeling just a tinge of excitement as well; after all, Tana had just complimented him and seemed to be very happy with the situation, which were words he had wanted to hear for a long time.
"Well, I don't suppose you need any more confirmation that I found you absolutely breathtaking." He said, thinking it was a smooth response given the situation.
And it seemed as though Tana agreed, because she turned her head back and nodded with a grin. "That's the spirit, Roy! And thank you, it does mean a lot to hear you say that." She looked ahead again, slowing down their speed to a more pleasant pace, and she ran a hand through her long ponytail. "You know, we could always...have a little fun. I mean, if you want to; there's no one around, after all."
Roy was neither a kid nor stupid; he knew what she was insinuating, but couldn't stop himself from asking, "What kind of fun?"
"Well..." She leaned forward, pushing her rear back against his crotch. The short, pink dress that she was wearing began to ride up just a little bit, but it still fully covered her butt as soft flesh applied a gentle pressure to the young man's stiff cock.
Inhaling sharply, Roy straightened his posture, surprised at just how good something as simple as this felt. The way she managed to make her moves look graceful even with their limited space as they flew through the sky was incredible, and he particularly enjoyed the way the princess' back was curved, leaning forward in such a way that seemed to make her rear even more pronounced.
However, the bluenette had only just begun. With a confident laugh, she began pushing against him harder, then pulled away, then back again, the prodding motion working both as an incredible tease and a way of showing off her own assets. With every waving motion, Roy could feel just a little more of her ass, getting familiar with the softness and size of it, and as he let out a quiet groan, he yearned for more.
"Oh~? I think I rather like that noise." Tana sang out, once again bringing her rear to the base of his penis, but this time she shook her hips once its found its way between her cheeks. This caused the younger man to let out another groan, this one louder than the first, which seemed to please the Frelian princess. "Oh you're just so cute, darling! We're just getting started, still fully clothed and everything, and you're already making those sweet noises!"
Not knowing what to say, Roy merely laughed, rubbing the back of his head before putting his hand back on her hips. "Th-There's nothing wrong with showing my appreciation, is there? I apologize, I'm still a little new to this."
Humming, she said, "Then let me help you." She placed her hands over his once again, but this time she guided them further down to her ass, made sure that he was holding on tight, and then let go.
Roy's eyes widened. The size and softness were even more incredible than he could've dared to hope! The heat within him seemed to repel the cold winds that blew high up in the sky, and he instinctively began squeezing harder on his partner's incredible butt.
Giggling approvingly, Tana said, "Ah, that feels very good, Roy, but why don't you lift up my dress a bit so you can really get a good grip?" Again she said the most outrageous things as though she were talking about the weather. She seemed to be enjoying every second of this, from his reactions, to his inexperience, to having her behind massaged.
The young man could feel himself blushing merely at the suggestion, and he could hear a pounding in his ears as his heart beat furiously. He hesitated, but overwhelming excitement and curiosity finally made him dare to do as he had been told. He tugged gingerly at the hem of the dress as if afraid that it would rip if he wasn't careful, and then pulled it upwards just a bit to expose her lower body, and his jaw nearly dropped as a result. The full, round ass had the same tanned, golden brown color as the rest of her skin, and he could see how the excess of soft flesh adjusted its shape along the dark brown leather saddle and as it pushed against his crotch. He also noted that she was wearing a pair of cute, pink panties, and not the modesty shorts that he knew the Pegasus Knights of Ilia wore.
"I put on these panties just for you, you know~." Tana informed him as if she had read his mind. "It would've been a terrible waste if you didn't get to see them."
"Y-Yeah, they're...very nice" He breathed, resuming his previous massage. "This is incredible..."
"Hey, lean forward a bit." She told him, making a beckoning gesture without looking back.
Doing as he was told, he pressed his chest against her back and kept his head behind hers to the left, and before he could ask what she wanted, she quickly turned around, nimbly placed an arm behind his head, her long nails scratching his skin nicely, and kissed him. Roy's eyes flew open again, and did his best to keep up with her, but the swiftness of her tongue was hard to match, and so he let her take the lead. It was a nice, warm feeling that spread throughout his body, and he felt himself relax just a little, though his cock craved attention more than ever before.
The taste was foreign to him, but pleasant and almost intoxicating. The wet noises that they produced together only grew in intensity, and Roy soon found himself embracing her from behind, wrapping his arms around her slim waist.
When they finally parted, Tana dried off a strand of drool from the side of her mouth with her index finger, smiling sweetly at him. "Mm, what a good taste, and your arms feel really good around my waist like that, darling." She said, caressing his forearms with her now familiar, warm touch. However, a sly smile spread across her lips, and she lowered her voice as if she were saying something she shouldn't, "But...since I got through all that trouble of putting on a pair of nice panties for you, you should probably divert your attention to that area and show your appreciation."
Taking the hint with an excited smile, he returned his hands to her ass and began kneading it dutifully, and the older woman let out a soft moan in response, shaking her head a little and making her long ponytail sway in the air as she got comfortable under his touch. "Mm, very good, darling. Remove your gloves and give it a few slaps - and hit me like you mean it."
Her voice was as pleasant as always, but now there was an underlying tone of excitement in it. She spoke just a little louder, making it easier to hear her over the ever-present sound of the wind.
Quickly and not quite gracefully, he jammed his fingerless gloves into a pocket of his tunic and returning to feeling her up, the warm, smooth skin feeling even better now that he could feel it even with his palms. Delivering a slap like he had been told, he watched in amazement how the skin jiggled like pudding for a fleeting moment, and so he repeated the motion to see it once again.
Giggling, she looked back, raised her ass just a bit and shook it in front of him, moving it as if to hypnotize him - and sure enough, the redhead couldn't look away from the captivating motion. "Not bad at all, Roy, not bad at all." She purred, then reached down to below her hips, tugged at the pink tie at the side of her panties which kept them on, and then undid the knot with a single tug. Putting away her smallclothes in a bag at the side of the saddle, she gave her now bare ass a few light, inviting slaps which produced an appealing sound. "Now, I think it would be irreponsible to go all the way up here - I'm certain that goes against some form of Pegasus Knight safety protocols - but how about you unsheath your blade and let me make you feel good?"
Trying to control his breathing and not drool over the sight in front of him, Roy realized that she was right in that they probably shouldn't do anything that would require too much movement up here, though that was difficult to admit in his current, aroused state. He undid the buttons of his fly and with some clumsy movements managed to free his cock, placing it firmly between her cheeks again where it practically disappeared among the supple, pillowy flesh, and the princess wasted no time in getting started.
Moving her huge ass up and down through small, sensual movements of her hips, Tana kept a constant pressure on his length. The movements themselves weren't too different from what she had done before, but Roy could still tell there was a huge difference. Not only was it easier to feel his cock grinding against her exposed rear without any clothes in the way, but it was clear the princess was no longer testing the waters and was now prepared to set him off like an explosive spell.
With newfound confidence, the redhead put his hands on her ass once more, determined to try and do what he could to make her feel good as well. Thankfully, he heard her let out a small gasp before she turned around to smile at him, giving him the go-ahead. She didn't turn back immediately, but rather looked at his expression of delight and wonder as his rod was being squished between their bodies, and enjoyed the sight of him clenching his hands just a little harder when a surge of pleasure coursed through him.
"You seem to be enjoying this." She observed merrily, shaking her hips a little in a way that not only made his rock hard cock tilt from left to right and back again, but also made her ass jiggle in that way that seemed to put him under a spell. "Mm, and your cock feels so good grinding up my ass like this. It's so hard and warm, and it's all because of little old me." She laughed to herself, picking up the pace and laughed again as the younger man arched his neck backwards and let out a sharp gasp in surprise.
Instinctively, Roy smacked her rear once again, harder than he had before, and Tana let out a high-pitched yelp, shocked at the sudden move, but the grin that she showed him let him know that he had done the right thing. And so, as she kept grinding against his now twitching rod, he spanked the princess in front of him, something he would never have seen himself doing to anyone, much less to a member of a royal family, but Tana had shown she wasn't just any old princess.
The bluenette's tanned skin was beginning to get covered in faint, red handmarks, and she let out more than a few sultry moans as the redhead continued his loving assault. With every slap, she seemed to push harder against him, moving her hips faster and faster to the point where her movements were beginning to seem almost frantic.
"Ah! Ah! Aaah!" She cried out, the stimulation of grinding against him and the constant slaps to her ass making her lose some of her composure as she was driven deeper and deeper into a lustful mood.
Roy could barely keep up, and the tension that had been building for a while now cam gushing out. With a guttural groan, he reached an orgasm that made his entire body convulse as his mind reached an almost euphoric state. His white, sticky seed stained the princess' beautiful dress and large ass, but he was too busy riding out this high to worry about what it would cost to replace her fancy dress.
Tana didn't stop moving immediately, but just slowed down to a more pleasant pace just like she had done with the pegasus before they got started earlier. Her breathing was ragged as she ran a hand through her silken hair, her cheeks rose-tinted as she smiled over the results of what they had done. "Well, hopefully that'll help you relax a little in the future. You can't keep that much cum bottled up forever, darling, but I guess you've now got me to take care of that for you."
Panting, Roy merely asked, "S-So, does that mean that you and I, uh..."
"You've got it!" She turned back to smile at him, ruffling his hair teasingly. "And now, you and I are going to head back to my room so that you can return the favor and satisfy me." With a subtle movement of her wrist, she made the pegasus turn and fly back towards the castle, their course set and new mission set. "Why don't I teach you a few tricks on the way there?" She asked in a low, sultry voice, licking her lips at the prospect of continuing their activities.
Meanwhile, in a nearby part of Askr...
"Guh!" Ares grunted, a dull pain spreading from the shoulder where he had been struck. He wasn't used to fighting with wooden swords for practice, having thought the notion of using toys to practice killing people a foolish notion, but these last few weeks it had dawned on him that these 'toys' could really hurt if used properly.
He was fighting on a small plateau some three kilometers away from the Order of Heroes' castle, appreciating the occasional solitude; all that talk of bonds and working together could get a little grating no matter how true it was. The ground of the plateau was nice and flat, and a few trees dotted the surface that one could use instead of practice dummies. Plus, the view was pleasant when you were taking a break, providing a good place to meditate and gather one's thoughts when taking a break.
This had been his sanctuary until fairly recently, when the area had been discovered by a hyperactive woman hell-bent on finding challenging sparring partners and a 'destined' rival. He had dismissed her at first, thinking that such a childish quest was indicative of her abilities, but now...
"Ooh, sorry about that, Ares, that was a bit harder than I intended!" Mia said, making a ridiculous face and sticking out her tongue to show remorse, though she looked more happy than anything. "Ya wanna stop?"
"Don't be ridiculous." He growled, ignoring the pain of his shoulder. He cracked his neck, adjusted his blond, shoulder-length hair, and took a deep breath. Tightening his grip on his wooden sword, he took a few slow, deliberate steps towards his sparring partner.
The purple-haired woman looked pleased, taking her fighting stance again as well. "This is why you're my current favorite rival!" She said, winking at him.
Clicking his tongue, he said, "Please focus on the fight."
"Oh, I am, but what about you?" She asked, her normal voice carrying a hint of ominous foreboding.
"What are y-?" He asked, but barely had time to react to her making a sudden dash right towards him. Having just enough time to block her strike, the young knight could feel both his stance weakning and his grip on the sword loosening. It was a sensation that lasted only for a moment, but that was all Mia needed, and she soon disarmed him and then sent him flying with a shoulder tackle right in his chest. The air was knocked out of his lungs as his back hit the ground, and he remained still for several seconds, prompting his self-proclaimed rival to check up on him.
Tilting her head, the swordswoman's long, purple hair brushed against her moderately muscular arm. "You okay, Arry?"
Sighing, he tried sitting up, but the pain convinced him to take it easy and lie down for just a little longer. "Please don't call me that."
"Yupp, you're fine, alright. Grumpy as ever." She grinned at him, tossing her practice weapon to the side and raised her arms above her head. She was right to assume that their sparring was over for today and began stretching immediately. Never missing a beat, this one.
"How on earth are you so fast? Not to mention alive with that happy-go-lucky attitude." He mumbled, trying to deflect his embarrassment over his current situation.
He watched her as she stretched, extending her legs to the side and with regular intervals shifting her body weight from one side to the other. A fair bit of her shapely thighs were visible between the thigh high boots and her orange tunic. The woman had an impressive figure to be sure, and it hadn't escaped Ares' notice that she had a relatively large bust underneath her tunic. She was as good with a sword as she was beautiful and he respected her skills, but the knight didn't understand her at all, that much was certain.
Pausing to ponder his question, she put her index finger underneath her chin and looked up to the sky. "I'unno" She replied finally with a shrug and resumed her stretching. "Guess I eat my vegetables and train hard."
Ares scoffed, placing a hand under his head to get more comfortable. The temperature was nice and he was wearing a plain white tank top and a pair of black trousers, so there would be no problem if his clothes got dirty. He took great care of his proper attires as he had an image to maintain and a legacy to live up to. "If that was all it took, we would be on equal footing."
As embarrassing as it was to admit, he had not once beat her in a regular sparring session on foot. While he preferred to fight on horseback, a knight had to be prepared to fight in various different terrains and with different tools; him being inexperienced was a poor excuse.
"Nah, I don't think so." She answered simply, walking up to him as she rolled her shoulders. "If you remain the way you are now I don't see you beating me any time soon."
Raising an eyebrow, he unamusedly said, "Oh? Do tell me why."
She held up her hands defensively, smiling apologetically. "Eheehee...maybe that didn't come out quite right, but see, this is what I mean!" She said as if the answer was obvious. "You're so gosh darn rigid and you never live in the moment!" She crossed her arms, looking down on him with what was supposed to be a stern, lecturing expression, but she instead made an adorable pout. "You're thinking so much about how you should come across that you forget to fully focus on the battle. You need to let loose."
Surprised, he tried to offer a retort, but found that he couldn't think of any. The embarrassment he had felt from being defeated and put in this situation was nothing compared to having been figured out so easily, that someone had pointed out what should've been plainly obvious to him for the longest time.
Sighing, he said, "And once again, I've underestimated you, Mia. You're sharper than you look."
"Haha, yeah I'm prett-" Her face darkened and she narrowed her eyes at him. "Hey, what do ya mean by 'than I look'?!"
"It was my attempt at a jest, I meant no offense." He replied. "Consider it my attempt of rectifying the flaw in my character that you pointed out." He sat up and massaged his shoulder, sucking in a breath as he winced in pain.
Her face lit up. "Aaaw, Arry! There's hope for you yet, my pupil!"
"Since when did I-" He sighed dropping his shoulders as he looked at her, a small smile forming on his lips. "I thought I was supposed to be your rival."
"Eh, you can be both." She replied with a shrug, grinning at him.
There was a moment of rare peace and quiet between the two as Mia finished her stretching and Ares recuperated. The land of Askr truly was beautiful, as many of the Heroes often pointed out, but it was in these moments that Ares found that he enjoyed being here the most. In spite of external threats, Askr remained safe and serene, and the pleasant climate and impressive scenery did wonders to one's spirits. Under the shade of a large tree, the two listened to the rustling of the branches as a breeze passed them, carrying the scent of moss and flowers.
"So..." He began, dreading the response that awaited him. "How do you reach your state of...zen?"
Mia tilted her head at him again. "You mean how I chill out and keep my head in the game?" Scratching the top of her head and adjusting her white headband, she lazily blew out air through her mouth, causing her lips to vibrate as small amounts of spit flew out.
After several long moments of silence as if the swordswoman had forgotten his question, Ares looked up to the sky in defeat. "You are a fountain of wisdom."
"Hey, no being a smartass with me, grumpy boy!" She cried, pointing at him dramatically. "I'm just trying to think of a way to put it in a way you'd understand."
"Ah, of course."
Mia growled at him, puffing up her cheeks. "Argh! It's times like these I knew what cool, inspirational stuff to say, but I guess I don't think about that stuff! ...Hey!" She smacked her palm with her fist, her eyes lighting up, then cleared her throat and put her hands on her hips, her expression one of absolute smugness. "You see, Arry, what you need to do is clear your mind - you've got to look within yourself and dare to let go of your lofty expectations."
The young knight remained silent for a while, his face not moving a muscle. "Right, that was established by your first analysis of me, as it were; I want to know HOW to do that."
"Ah shoot, you're right." Mia stuck out her tongue, looking just a little embarrassed. However, not one to give up easily, she continued, "Well, if we don't really know how to deal with the mental part, how about keeping it physical? You a fan of baths?"
"Not particularly, no. I get out as soon as I have washed myself." Ares explained, looking at her again now that she seemed to actually try to offer some actual ideas.
The swordswoman recoiled in horror. "Y-You don't like baths?! What the heck is wrong with you? No wonder you're as stiff as Soren!" Ares didn't know who that was, but he didn't have time to ask before Mia cryptically continued, "Well there is ONE thing we could try but...naaah."
Surprised, he pointed out, "It's not like you not to trail off like that. What did you have in mind?"
She put her hands behind her head with a grin, "Promise ya won't get upset?"
Well, now he had to admit that he was really curious. What harm could a mere suggestion do, he thought as he mentally embraced himself for what was to come. "I swear it."
"Having a good ol' fuck after a sparring session can apparently be really good for relaxing and getting your mind off things!" She said merrily, still grinning to the point that her white teeth glittered in the sun.
Out of everything she could've possibly said, that was about the last thing Ares had expected to hear. He merely looked at the purple-haired woman, his eyes empty as he tried processing the absurd suggestions. He didn't think she had been joking, but he also couldn't understand how one could suggest something like that with a straight face. Perhaps in Tellius people were simply more loose with their morals.
"I'm leaving." He said flatly, beginning to sit up, his aches mostly gone.
"Woah woah woah!" She waved her arms in front of her, green eyes wide in a state of mini panic. "If ya do that you're gonna leave me here looking like a pervert!"
"You're doing a good job of that yourself." He grunted as he sat up, covering the area of his arm where her wooden sword had struck before.
She sighed. "Okay, look, Ares, this is the problem." She walked up to him, looking unusually calm and serious - the way she jumped between moods made her hard to read, Ares found, among many other things. "At the mere thought of doing something out of your comfort zone you wanna run away."
Remaining still for a while, he admitted to himself that she had a point. "Perhaps so, but your suggestion is not what many would consider normal."
"Yeah, you're right..." She grinned at him again, but her voice was still calm. "I guess that's just who I am, ya know? You're hot, I'm hot, so I kinda thought we could be hot together."
"I never took you for a poet." He replied dryly, though not a small part of him was happy at her words. He didn't think he looked bad, of course, but it was nice to hear it confirmed by someone else.
Mia grimaced at him. "Hardy har har. And I never took you for a comedian."
The two laughed, the absurdity of the situation and what had been proposed not lost even on Mia, but it had been suggested with pure intentions, it seems. Well, as pure as such a proposal could be, at any rate.
"Look..." She sat down just in front of him, her cute face looking even more attractive up close, and a pleasant fragrance made it hard to look away from her round, green eyes. She stroked his hair behind his ears, her expression soft and more mature than Ares had ever seen her. He felt his heart pounding harder as he awaited what she was going to say next. "I just really want to bang you."
The blond man hung his head, not missing the smile of unadulterated joy on his partner's face. "Has anyone ever told you you are crazy?"
She innocently placed a finger to the side of her lip and let out a delighted giggle. "That does seem to happen from time to time, but I have no idea why."
Sighing, he raised his head. "Of course you don't."
"So~..." She asked, smiling coyly, her hand never leaving his golden hair. "Any chance you'll let me see if I can't help you relax? You'll feel really good, I promise."
Ares didn't doubt it. She was a very attractive woman and the way she played with his hair had a strange, soothing effect, and when her nails rasped lightly against his skin he could feel a faint shiver spreading from out of his spine. However, this was simply not something he was used to. "I am flattered, Mia, but why me?"
"'Cause you're hot, silly! And despite your usual demeanor you're fun to be around. Hells that's part of the reason WHY it's so fun; because you're so receptive to teasing!" She patted him on the thigh, getting just a little closer. "Of course, you can always say no; I'm not a creep who won't take no for an answer."
His blood rushing down to his lower body, Ares squirmed in an uncharacteristic manner as he tried getting more comfortable. "Declaring yourself not to be a 'creep' doesn't necessarily make it so." He explained, his voice just a little strained. This situation was getting more bizarre by the minute, but he didn't mind it as much as he would've thought. Her touch was warm and her smile infectious, and it became harder for him to find a proper reason to reject her advances - it wasn't as though he didn't feel the same way about Mia, but unlike her he couldn't simply do whatever he wanted whenever he felt like it. Whether it was a strength, a weakness, or both, he couldn't say.
Smiling awkwardly, she stuck out her tongue again, nodding at him as if accepting his words. "I guess that's kind of true, huh? Am I creeping you out?"" She asked, a hint of concern in her voice for the first time since this debacle began.
He shook his head. "No, though I won't pretend not to be surprised and, ah, overwhelmed." He phrased it the best he could, still enjoying the feeling of her hand caressing him, now finding its way to his shoulder.
"Well, good!" She cheered up, taking it as a go-ahead to keep going. Her lips thinned into yet another knowing smile, her eyes analyzing his every reaction. "You know, I'm starting to think you're enjoying this, Arry."
"You are surprisingly good at this." He admitted in a low voice, even closing his eyes to focus on the sensations she caused without even noticing he did so.
Giggling victoriously, she got even closer, their faces now right next to each other. "I'm glad you think so, I really am." She caressed his arm slowly, moving down the upper arm to the forearm and then back again after briefly touching his hand. "If you want, you can touch me too...and I've got a suggestion where you could start."
Unbuttoning the top of her orange tunic, Mia loosened the garb and revealed more of her thin, black undershirt which looked to be of a much softer fabric. It also made it easier to appreciate the shape of her breasts, a fact the young swordswoman seemed aware of as she moved ever closer, presenting her chest to her sparring partner. With an uncharacteristic gentle motion, she placed her hand on his and guided it towards the newly revealed area.
Ares didn't resist, curiosity having overtaken his other concerns. There was a moment of silence before Mia finally pushed his hand over her chest, and the blond knight let out a quiet gasp as his palm made contact with the black undershirt, feeling the texture of the cloth and the breasts that it covered. It was firmer than he would've expected, but there was simultaneously a distinct softness to it. The duality of it made him squeeze a little bit harder, causing Mia to elicit a sweet moan.
"Don't they feel good?" She asked, her voice still as eager as ever, but less loud than he was used to, trying to egg him on with a sultry tone. Raising her left hand, she brought it to her right shoulder and untied her shoulderguard, which fell to the grassy terrain they were sitting on. "Go on, use your other hand too."
Ares noted that the purple-haired woman was losing clothes at a brisk pace. First he unbuttoned half of her tunic, and now she bared her shoulders. Even before could do as she had suggested and appreciate her breasts more fully, Mia took off her fingerless gloves and long sleeves, placing them on top of the shoulderguard. Swallowing, the knight didn't miss the excitement in her eyes as she waited for his next move; he had underestimated just how good she was at this, but far be it for him to not rise to the occasion.
Approaching this as a challenge set out by the enemy, the blond man grabbed ahold of both of his sparring partner's breasts and kneaded them none-too-gently. He could feel that she wore no bra beneath the undershirt, and the big breasts felt malleable in his grip. A lustful cry from Mia spurred him on, getting lost in the moment as well as his own arousal.
Then, she leaned forward and kissed him, moving at such a speed that she knocked him down on his back again for the second time that day. This time, however, Ares didn't mind, and while he was briefly confused, the sweet taste of her lips never left his, and he could feel her pillowy tits squish against his chest. The back of his shoulder length hair once again spread out across the grassy ground as Mia's greedy hands spread out across his upper body and pinned him down by the shoulders.
As if by instinct, he wrapped his arms around her back, noting the firmness of it briefly before his attention was brought to his partner placing her knee between his legs, and she smiled once she got the confirmation she sought.
Pulling back, she sat up straight on top of him, placing her sex right on top of his erection, and began grinding slowly. She raised her head and closed her eyes, her mouth half open as she focused. "Oooh, this feels good..." She muttered to herself before returning her attention to him. "Ya wanna get going for real?"
"Hasty, aren't we?" Ares asked with a chuckle, placing his arms on her bare thighs.
"Foreplay's pretty dull." She replied with a wink. "We can get all lovey dovey once we're done, doesn't that make a lot more sense?"
The knight frowned. "Not really? But it matters not, we'll do it your way, so by all means, take the lead."
Grinning in a way that made Ares both excited for what lay in store and afraid that he had just unleashed a monster upon himself. Any doubts were washed away quickly, however, as Mia grabbed ahold of the bottom part of her tunic and pulled it over her head in a singular, smooth motion, and her undershirt was quick to follow.
"By the gods, what if someone sees you?" He couldn't stop himself from asking, silly though the question may have been, as they were not only alone, but what they were going to do would be hard to do with clothes on.
"Let 'em." Mia replied confidently, also removing her small, white panties and unbuttoning Ares' pants and pulling out his erect penis before resuming her position on his crotch. "I'm confident in my body; you're allowed to praise it, by the way!"
Scoffing, he caressed her sides, appreciating the curve of her hips and the sturdiness of her stomach. She was relatively thin, but the fruits of her hard training were clear to see, her lean muscles only amplifying her natural beauty. It was hard not to be impressed.
"Your body is incredible." He murmured, his hands still on her hips. "You're right to be proud of it."
Smiling sweetly at him, she lowered herself and kissed him on the lips, then tilted her head slightly to the side and whispered 'thank you' into his ears before sitting up straight again. It was a sweet moment, but it only lasted for a few seconds before Mia was back to her usual self. "Now, how about we get started?"
Wrapping her hand around the base of Ares' cock, she moved her hand up and down for a few seconds, feeling the length in her hand and appreciating its form and size. "Aw, it's so hard because of me." She said, giggling to herself, bending down to kiss it before raising her body, guiding it inside of her with a swift and confident motion, gasping quietly as it entered her wet entrance.
Ares grimaced. He felt his entire body tense up as he was overcome with new sensations that were beyond any that he had felt before. His hands had moved to her thighs again, and his fingers dug into the supple skin as he felt Mia's warmth spread to him. When she began moving her hips, his grip on her tightened, and he grit his teeth as his pleasure increased the more she moved. While rising and falling along his length, she sometimes alternated her movements by moving her hips in circular motions, or back and forth in a thrusting motion.
Mia seemed to delight in his expressions, and bathed in his attention as he watched her body in awe. She looked almost elegant as she moved on top of him, her stomach moving like a wave as she experimented with various movements that would make her partner feel even better.
She picked up the pace, her fingers digging into his clothes. The sound of her ass smacking against his lower body intensified, growing louder together with their grunts of effort and pleasure. Her breasts had begun bouncing more noticeably than before, creating a spectacle that was hard to look away from, jiggling enticingly and occasionally bouncing into each other, creating small waves along the creamy white flesh like ripples on a lake.
Wearing only her black, thigh high socks, Ares was free to enjoy the view of her body doing its magic to his heart content. The swaying of her long, purple hair that followed the rhythm of her movements, the enthralling bouncing of her breasts, the way she tensed her perfectly flat stomach and hands on his clothes to the point where her knuckles whitened. Why had he ever hesitated to do this with her? The sensations as well as the sight of her practically dancing along his cock would stay with him forever.
Without warning, Mia lurched forward and ripped open the young man's tank top, a loud tearing sound heard before she threw herself across his chest and smothered it in kisses. She used her tongue to lick his muscular body in all the right spots, depriving Ares of any will to object to her ruining his clothes. Her tits brushed against his body as she continued exploring it with her mouth, sending out a tingling jolt from his spine, and he inhaled sharply when she used nails to scatch his shoulders, chest, and toned stomach as she sat up properly again, licking her lips as she resumed her previous motions.
This girl wild, Ares found himself thinking, wondering how she even came up with half of her ideas and how much longer he could hold it in. The tension in his lower body was becoming more harder and harder to restrain, and Mia was still going at it with unbridled enthusiasm.
As Mia continued riding the blond knight like there was no tomorrow, she brought her hand to her chest and squeezed hard, then rubbed her face with her palm and then ran it through her hair, drying off her dampened forehead as she looked down on her partner with a hungry expression. Her cheeks were tinted a light pink, contrasting her shining white teeth and green eyes that stared at him knowingly.
"Good boy." She breathed, her nails digging into his skin again as she arched her neck backwards. "I'm gonna cum soon, just hang in there a little more!" She said, her breathing strained and her voice dripping with arousal. It was a voice that would've made any man lust after her, and Ares found herself wanting her even more after having heard it.
When she cried out in delight, Ares finally stopped resisting and joined her in her climax, groaning loudly as his pleasure culminated into a final high that seemed to make him unable to think of anything other than the overwhelming feelings surging from within. His body felt as though it were on fire, and he couldn't stop himself from almost crushing Mia's thighs in his grip for the duration of his orgasm, until he felt his body soften and turn to what felt like pudding, with every muscle in his body relaxing.
Mia soon joined him on the ground, lying on top of him as she breathed heavily. Her head rose and fell to the rhythm of his breathing, and she soon looked at him with a victorious grin, looking as happy and carefree as usual, with the predatory grin being nowhere to be seen.
"So...feeling relaxed? Maybe you could put up a decent fight now." She teased, tugging at his cheeks with a cute laugh.
Clicking his tongue, Ares said, "Was all you said before that just an excuse to get me to bed you?"
"No no no no...well, mostly." Mia answered innocently. "I mean, you feel all relaxed now, right?"
"Yes, but how will that help me in a fight, let alone make me abandon my unrealistic high standards of myself?" Ares asked, not really expecting a serious answer.
Smiling coyly, Mia leaned in closer. "Oh, silly Arry, that's what round two is for."