Author's Note: So, last chapter till my break, hopefully you guys enjoy it for now, and thanks for reading until now.
Morgan felt tears in his eyes as he saw his Mother start to fade on top of Grima's back, he along with every other Shepherd were frozen in shock. They had all heard Chrom's anguish cry first as they turned their attention to where they thought the Exalt would have sealed the beast, but no, he was on the ground as his cape was bolted down by Robin's sword, preventing him from getting up as they saw a bolt of lighting move from her hand in the air and straight into her older doppelganger's chest. As they both started to fade Morgan noticed for a second how the doppelganger's face fell, and for a moment it looked like she had a face of sorrow as she faced his Mother before her eyes fell on his face as well, as if a tear fell from them before she smiled and disappeared.
But than the fate of what would happened to his Mother hit him as he saw her turn around and face him, giving him a sad smile as she look at all the Shepherds, her comrades before her sadness disappeared as she gave them the best smile she could muster as her body faded away, her face being the last thing they saw.
The Shepherds were silent, until one ear piercing cry was heard.
"Mother!" Morgan cried, feeling as though despite they won against Grima, he had lost.
Morgan immediately sat up in the bed, feeling sweat pour around his body as his breathing was ragged in fear. Bringing a hand to his head he held it, hoping it would do something from the pounding in his head. It had been a while since he had a nightmare like that, no matter how many times he had seen it, it was terrifying. Seeing his Mother fade away, while he just stood there, still, and it ending with his ear-piercing scream.
But then he heard some light breathing other than his own, looking to his side he noticed his mother sleeping peacefully under the covers, hair splayed out on the pillow as she faced his side, her light breaths soothing him. Smiling at the sight Morgan knew why those nightmares were becoming less common, with her back, he had nothing to fear. Laying back down again he wrapped his arms around her as he pulled her in closer, something even in her sleep she enjoyed as she unconsciously pressed against his body with her's as the two of them sharing each other's warmth.
And in Morgan's mind, he was determined to make his Mother happy, to stay with her, something that even in her sleep, his Mother having the same feelings about him as well while he drifted off into sleep once more.
As Robin woke up she felt her body restricted. Opening her eyes she was met with her Son's sleeping face, before she noticed how close they were pressed against each other, his arms wrapped around her as he held her close. She took a minute to enjoy the position as she enjoyed his warmth, truly she felt happy with this, even with their state as Mother and Son, they filled something with each other that went beyond that.
But still, despite how much she enjoyed the two of them sleeping like this, the twin-tail Whitehead reluctantly removed herself from the bed, stretching as she got up while plucking off parts of the large Tactician tank top she had worn to bed that cover most of her frame from parts of her body which got stuck to it during the night. Slipping into her sandals the Grandmaster went and grab her tactician skirt from her wardrobe along with a small towel as she proceeded to go to the bathroom and lightly wash up.
After that she went downstairs mostly dressed and ready while making her way to the open kitchen, beginning to make breakfast. As she stirred the frying pan the Grandmaster's thoughts began to shift from making breakfast to what she had planned for the day. This was the last day of the festival, and starting tomorrow she and Morgan would go back to the castle to work full time once again. And while she wasn't really excited at the prospect of both of them spending the day with all the paperwork they had ignored during the festival, deep down she felt excited at returning to the post again, and with Morgan too.
And that brought her to her plan today, when Morgan had asked her last night if there was a way for her to get him another tactician coat, it gave her the perfect opportunity to enact a surprise for him she had planned for a bit now. Something to really reward him for all the progress he had made when she couldn't be at his side. She could feel herself get giddy at her plan while she added a bit of spice to the food she was preparing. Hearing some groaning she looked up the stairs and saw her son rubbing his eyes, as he seemed to make his way to the bathroom when he noticed her presence.
"Morning, Mother." He greeted with a yawn as he continued at his pace.
"Morning, Sweetie!" She replied with some enthusiasm as she watched him disappear pass the wall and into the bathroom.
Placing the prepared food on the table Robin sat down, taking a bite at of what she had made she gave a look at the coat rack holding her a Tactician's or more accurately, Grandmaster Coat. Smirking as she chewed on her food she thought, 'My Baby Boy is getting one hell of a surprise today.'
Morgan was currently walking around the festival, trying to enjoy the last day of it, he had a bit of time before when his Mother told him to go and meet and his Mother at her Tactician's room. But during his wandering, he bumped into some of his friends.
"Are, you guys OK?." Morgan asked as he saw Severa, Cynthia, and Nah all rubbing their heads with groans.
Severa gave him an annoyed look and replied with a flat tone, "No, the three of us have been having massive headaches since this morning."
"Oh, how bad is it?" Morgan asked as he caught Cynthia before she leaned too far and fell over, she had inherited a bit of her Mother's clumsiness.
Getting stable on her feet again Cynthia muttered a Thanks to him.
Nah proceeded to answer Morgan's question though, "This headache is so bad, that we can't even remember what cause it," Morgan was about to open his mouth but Nah cut him off, "And no, we were not out drinking. Even as a half Manakete I wouldn't be able to get a hangover like this, and even if I did, then the two of them wouldn't be able to even get out of bed."
Wanting to see if there was something he could do to help his friends, The Tactician asked, "So, is there anything I can do to help?"
"We don't know, we were planning on going to the castle and seeing if maybe one of the medics can check on us, hopefully, one of the ones from the Shepherds will be available," Severa said.
Morgan was still helping Cynthia keep her balance "Want me to accompany you guys?" He proposed
Continuing to walk ahead with Nah, Severa responded to his offer, "Actually yeah, I don't think I'm in the mood to help Cynthia off the ground any more times," Severa told him as She and Nah continued walking ahead.
"Oh, well thanks for being such a great friend!" Cynthia tried to yell at her before immediately feeling her headache worsen as she clutched her head with a hand, "Owwie."
"Come on, let's make sure you keep up." Morgan said as the four of them made their way to the castle.
On their way there Morgan decided to ask some questions, "So, you guys said you can't remember what happened, what do you remember?"
"Well, I know we were all together last night, it gets real fuzzy after the dance, and parts of yesterday and the day before that are also blanks." Nah stated.
"That's weird,"
Adding on to the statement Severa said, "Yep, but we're all pretty sure nothing bad happened, considering we all woke up in our homes, so we were at least somewhat conscious, I think."
"Well, as long as you all come at okay in the end, that's good enough." Morgan replied with a smile, not noticing the light blushes the girls gave off.
"Thanks," Severa responded for all of them.
But then Cynthia felt a question pop up, despite a headache she was feeling still managed to ask Morgan next to her, though her voice was low enough and the two in front of them far enough that they couldn't hear it, "Hey, Morgan, where's your coat?"
"Oh, I gave it to Olivia," Morgan answered, voice equally as low as her's.
"Really, you always seemed to love that coat." Morgan nodded at her statement
"I did, but it just felt like the right thing to do, she seemed to like it too." Morgan said.
Closing her eyes with a smile Cynthia hummed out a low response, "That's nice, you're a good person Morgan, I'm glad you're somewhat back to your old self."
Smiling at her words as well Morgan replied, "Yeah, I'm glad too", the four of them enter the castle gates, making their way to to the nearby informing. Getting ahead of them Morgan held the door open as the other 3 made their way in. The medic currently stationed inside was the Shepherds own Maribelle, who shot the four of them a confused glare.
"Now what in the world happen to all of you?" She asked the three girls who were clutching their heads as they sat down.
Doing her best to make sure her worlds came out as acceptable as they could in front of her as none of them in the mood to hear one of her lectures on how to act/speak., Severa spoke first, "We all got massive headaches and were hoping to see if you could try and somehow relieve them."
Nodding at her words Maribelle stood up and walked over to the red head, placing a hand on her hand before saying, "I believe I can help with this."
Seeing they were gonna be in good hands Morgan thought he should step out, "Well, if you guys are good, I think I'll be going." Morgan said as he made his way out before a voice stopped him.
"Actually, Morgan, could I speak with you in private for a moment?" Maribelle requested as she stood up.
Surprised at her request Morgan knew from the tone of her voice he should replied,"Uh, yeah sure." He said as the Noble made her way to him out the door.
"I'll be out for just a minute." She told the girls as she closed the door while facing the young Tactician, who gave her a confused smile.
"So, what did you want to talk about?" Morgan asked, not sure why Maribelle would want to talk with him as they stood at around the same length with her a couple of inches shorter than him..
Shooting him a straight look the Noble Woman said, "I'll be completely honest, I know about your little harem."
Morgan went wide-eyed at the comment, but before he could ask Maribelle cut him off and continued, "Before you ask how, Lissa. I know that women in and out and can get her to tell me many things ever since we were kids. And let me put your little fears to rest, even though I don't exactly condone it, I won't tell anyone about this, even if I don't know everyone who is involved, I trust you all to be open with each other and no foul play being committed."
Morgan gave a sigh of relief from her words before a thought came to him as he raised a finger, but Maribelle cut him off once more, "And before you ask why I'm telling you this and to shut down that little thought in the back of your mind, no I do not plan on joining it, I'm still happily married so don't get any ideas."
Morgan lowered his finger as she continued, "The reason I'm talking to you about this is cause of Lissa, she is a dear friend and while I was never the most, accepting, of her more interesting side. I know she's smart enough of who she wants to be with, so I'll only say this once." Maribelle stated as she poked his chest with her finger, her neatly filed nail digging into his skin a bit from the fabric as she looked him straight in the eyes and said, "Don't break Lissa's heart, got it?"
Hearing the threatening undertone in her voice Morgan responded with the first thing that came to mind, "Yeah," He responded while nodding back with determination.
"Good," Maribelle as she turned to leave, but as her hand grabbed the door she looked back and him and said with a softer voice, "Look, Morgan, I'm glad you seem to have found happiness after everything you've gone through, but you're still young and growing, and what you have is something most men could only dream of, but make it a dream for the other's as well, though you'll probably already trying, I assume."
And with that, she went back into the infirmary to treat her patients, leaving Morgan in the hallway to contemplate her words, 'I really need to make it dream for them,'
Strengthen that resolve Morgan proceed to make his way to the Grandmaster's room, hoping his Mother wouldn't mind him arriving a bit earlier than told.
Robin was currently in her Grandmaster's room, sitting on the catch while reading over a couple of papers she had found in the desk that needed to be replied to after the festival, even though she wouldn't need to work again till tomorrow, she couldn't help but get an early start. The paper was about the current situation in Valm, when the Shepherds had defeated Walhart, the continent destabilized, and while the Shepherds would've stayed longer to help fix it, the problem of Grima rose and they were forced to pull out early.
However, after the defeat of Grima and the Shepherds moving around the world to help reconstruct everything, it seemed the Continent on the other side of the sea was finally stabilizing once more. Only a couple of Shepherds went over there to help, with Tiki being the most prominent, her role as the Voice of Naga help to guide people and stop potential conflict before they broke out, with Virion and Say'ri working on bringing their respective homelands back to their former power to act as stabilizing force in the continent, to let the other countries know that if they wanted war and use the chaos to gain more power, they would have to face them as well.
All in all, it looked like everything was going well, and Robin was very pleased with how well the Shepherds have been able to work without her, though now that she was back she would definitely make it up to them. Just then a knock was heard from the door before it was slowly opened, revealing the person she had been waiting for as he closed the door once more.
"Ah, Morgan, you're a bit earlier than expected," Robin said as she placed the papers she was reading on the small table next to the couch.
Making his way to her, he responded"Well I was helping some friends get to the infirmary, for some reason Severa, Cynthia, and Nah all have some massive headaches, though they can't really remember why."
"Oh really? Well, then I hope they turn out ok." Robin replied, doing her best to not let the devilish smirk escape onto her lips as Morgan sat down.
"Yeah," Morgan said before turning to look at his Mother, "So, what did you want to talk about with me today that had to happen in here?"
Robin took a deep breath while closing her eyes, getting herself ready one last time for what she was about to say before facing her Son with a straight face as she started, "Morgan, since we're going back to work tomorrow, I believe now is a good time to do something I've been planning for a while now. When you first came back to the past, and I met you, I saw so much potential in you, such a bright mind that could do great things with the heart it was parried with. When we started our lessons, I was impressed by how much you progressed, and I knew that in time you would surpass me."
Morgan couldn't help but feel pride from the praise his Mother was telling him, but also felt the need to speak, "That's only because of how well you've taught me, I wouldn't be half the tactician I am now without you!" He told her, trying to express how much she helped him.
Robin giggled at her Sons words as she placed a hand on his shoulder, "Maybe, but that doesn't change what you've done. While I was gone, you were able to move on, you were able to use the knowledge you learned to help the world without me." Robin felt a tear rise in one of her eyes, sniffling she wiped it away with a hand before bringing Morgan into a deep hug which he returned as she continued her statement with her mouth next to his ear.
"You made me proud." She told him, her tone expressing the words she said, even more, Morgan hugging her even tighter as he replied with closed eyes.
"That's all I ever hoped to do."
Morgan felt a few tears roll down his face as he started sniffling, despite the few words they said to each other, the weight they carried and the emotions felt were enough for him, Robin softly ruffling his hair to soothe him. The two sat on the couch as they took in each other's presence once more, even with Robin back for almost a month now, and how much closer the two have become in the past week, they still couldn't believe they were together again.
Eventually Robin continued her speech, loosening her hold on him she face him once more, "Which is why I've decided, that we should start our return to our position tomorrow as equals, you may still have more to learn, but I know you can stand side by side with me, as a fellow Grandmaster."
Standing up, Robin proceeded to bring Morgan up as well, who was still stunned a bit by her words as his Mother removed her cloak, walking around Morgan she proceeded to place the precious garment on him. When she was done she brought her son to a nearby full body mirror for him to see himself in. When Robin first found him, Morgan was an exhausted young boy, cover in dust, scars, etc.. from being on his own. And now, stood a dashing responsible young man, who she couldn't be prouder to call her son.
Morgan meanwhile was finally able to get his emotions under control, looked at himself in the mirror as well, while he knew he had improved over time, being able to wear his Mother's Grandmaster cloak helped to give that physical message of how far he's come. His Mother's Grandmaster cloak being pretty much the same size as his old Tactician's cloak, it was large on his form with its sides reaching down to his legs, just how he liked it. His Mother was standing behind him with a smile on her face as she played with his hair with one hand while her other arm wrapped itself lovingly around his neck.
"Look at you, I'm so happy to finally give you this gift." She told him.
Placing a hand on top of her's Robin smiled and lowered his head as he softly said, "Thanks, Mom."
They stood like that for a couple of minutes, both enjoying their time together like this as they were now equals, as they each fully took in this advancement in his progress. But eventually, Morgan decided to speak as he said, "What about your cloak Mother? I know how much it means to you, are you just gonna get a new one?"
Smiling at his question Robin replied with a nonchalant tone, "Yeah, that cloak does mean a lot, it's why I'm giving it to you, don't worry, I already talked to some of the Shepherds and they're making a new Cloak for me." She said before deciding to adopt a more teasing voice with a husky undertone, " In the meantime though, I'll just have to show off more of my figure than usual, I hope you don't mind the stares I'll be getting, I mean, at the end of the day, this body belongs to you."
Pressing her breast against his back a bit to push her point Morgan shiver as he also felt her hot breath tickle his ear a bit, making him tense up and hearing her giggle from behind at the effect she had on him.
"My, I find it amazing that despite the fact you've bedded multiple, beautiful women in the span of a week, I can make you tense up like this with just a few simple tricks."
Deciding to respond back Morgan quickly turned around, making Robin lose the grip she had on him as he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her in closer, giving her a proud smirk as he said, "That's because of how beautiful and wonderful you all are, especially you."
And he wasn't lying, with Robin cloak gone Morgan could see her Tactician top stretch a bit from her large breast, which the thin bra she wore being concealed enough to not be seen, but still able to keep the mounds from moving too much. And her short Tactician skirt leaving much of her legs on display while most of its skin was cover by her long stockings that went up to her bottom thighs and short casual boots. Even before he had these feelings he knew that his Mother was a beautiful woman during the War.
He remembered back on one of their earlier conversations when he had seen her without her cloak and armor and asked her why she wore that type of clothing on the battlefield when strategically, their would be better alternatives. To which she replied with a smile that she liked how she looked in it and that it served her well enough, though looking back, as far as odd choices for armor/clothing went, his Mother was nowhere near some of the others in the Shepherds, or even some of the enemies they faced.
But now, that outfit was on display for him as Robin gave him a knowing smirk, "My my, you must be getting excited, just hold out for the rest of the day before we get home and we'll celebrate so much that we'll be too tired to properly work tomorrow."
Though seeing her like this and that teasing persona she was admitting was making Morgan's hair stand on end, he wanted to see how far her could take this, "Really, why don't we have a little fun right here? I mean, what better place to celebrate our position as equals?"
Robin raised an eyebrow at him, surprised by his forwardness, and knew she had to respond with a bit of her own, "My my Morgan, that's rather bold of you, do you really want to risk that chance?"
Pulling her even closer, Morgan smirk, "Mother, when I'm with you, any risk is worth it."
Robin felt her heart flutter a bit from his words and tone, "Is that so? Well then I'll indulge this little celebration, though I hope you realize not to go too overboard, or else we won't have enough time to wash ourselves of the scent before heading back out." Robin told him before pushing her Son up against a nearby wall before as she proceeded to press her self against him and lock their lips together as they made out. Arms wrapped around each other with Robin raising one of her legs up to his side and pressing it against the wall, raising the front of her skirt enough to grind her covered sex against his.
The two of them moaned at both the feeling, and the roughness they were going at, with Morgan bringing one hand around her waist to hold her close while the other one slipped under her skirt as he began to cup and grope her soft yet firm ass cheek, making her mewl from pleasure as he took in her vanilla scent in the dusty atmosphere of the office, both of them having a bad habit of not cleaning the place up. After a couple of minutes of this Robin decided to get this little session over quickly, bringing her mouth to his ears she whispered in a hot and husky voice, "You get one shot, that's all I'm giving you up here, and since this is for you, I'll let you choose how you get it, so tell me, how do you wish to ravage me?"
'Two can play at that game.' Morgan thought as he brought his mouth close to her ear as well, "Why make it just about me? You probably have something you've wanted to try up here as well, as long as we're both satisfied then I'm good."
Robin shivered from his voice, as well as the way his hands began to caress her body more gently, teasing her with his touch as one of his fingers ran across her covered sex, making her bite her bottom lip in an attempt not to moan. 'Well, he is offering to let me lead, why not?'
And with that Robin proceeded to bring him to her desk before pushing him on the chair. With some quick motions of her hands, she undid his belt and opened his pants and small-clothes enough for his length to spring out as it stood almost at full attention, the veins on it pulsing with its musky started to fill her nostril. Giving it a few quick strokes to get it ready she gave her son a sultry smirk as planted her legs on either side of him, straddling his lap. The placement of their hands came naturally to them as Morgan place his on her full hips while Robin placed one on his upper chest while the other one slid her panties to the side. Guiding his length she slowly descended onto him inch by inch, the two of them loving the sensation of each other.
To Robin, it felt like Morgan fit her better and better every time they did this, hitting more of her bumps as she let out coos of satisfaction as she went down inch by inch. Eventually, she had him down to the hilt, both letting out a gasp of pleasure as she sat down on his lap. Looking at each other they crack smiles showing how much they loved it, Robin starting her movements to get them into gear as she slowly went up and down, raising the height and speed at reach she fell from on every thrust.
"Huh, huh," Robin panted from her movements, adding a bit of sway and circular motion to her hips to help give both of them more pleasure while Morgan help to steady her as his hands firmly gripped her hips while groaning from the pleasure. Then he began to get into the movements too as he began to sync up with his Mother with some thrusts, causing her to whine and gasp from how deep he went before they found a rhythm. Morgan placing one of his hands on her ass, gripping it with enough force to make Robin give a low moan while also using it to lift her up and down on his shaft with more force.
The sound of Robin's behind and Morgan's lap clashed with each other every time they met, producing a wet slapping sound in the room, but the Tactician's themselves were keeping the sound of their voice to a minimum, not wanting to take the chance of becoming too loud and attract some unwanted attention.
Still, while Morgan had a hard time keeping his voice down, he had an even harder time of not wanting to expose the rest of his Mother's upper body. The way she had her eyes closed to focus on her movements while biting her bottom to lip to lower the sound of her moans looked exotic to him, but the way her breast jiggling in her tank top was also a very enticing site as well. Her mounds moving up and down to the rhythm they had while still being contained, and Morgan couldn't help but wonder if she had a spell on to help with them or something as he felt an instinct at the back of her mind to rip her top open and expose the mounds fully.
But still, despite how attractive the thought was his Mother warned him not to go overboard, even so, despite how good they felt Morgan felt as though he could do more. Knowing that his Mother always seemed to enjoy it when he took the lead a thought came into his head on how to give her even more pleasure. While Robin was preoccupied with her movements she didn't notice Morgan gripping her bottom and waist tightly before feeling herself lifted off from the chair while Morgan was still inside of her. Opening her eyes she saw Morgan holding her tightly so she didn't fall, causing him to be buried deep inside of her, giving her so much pleasure that she straightened her legs out in the air on Morgan sides and gripped his shoulders tightly, before she felt her back placed against a hard piece of wood. As Morgan moved his chest off of her Robin realized that he had placed her on the desk, legs in the air as he slipped his arms under them and hooked them, giving her a wink Robin barely had time to prepare as Morgan thrusted at a fast and hard pace, causing the white-hair Grandmaster to gasp loudly in pleasure, eyes opened wide as she rocked back and forth on the desk.
Morgan meanwhile took in the sight below him, his Mother flat on her back, twin-tailed hair on the side of her head as it was splayed out, eyes open and mouth agape as the pleasure rack in too fast for her. Her breast jiggling even more widely under her shirt from his thrust so much that Morgan concluded she had to have some sort of spell on to contain them. Her legs were currently at his at the side of his arms as he gripped them properly as leverage for his thrust. His shaft was going in and out of her at a fast rate, deep enough to almost vanish from his sight while his balls smacked the crevice of her ass.
Robin though had to slam a hand over her mouth to prevent her from screaming and moaning loudly in pleasure, while using her other hand to hold onto the other side of the desk, causing her body to stretch out even more for Morgan and making him slam even harder into her. Amping up his movements Morgan hooked her legs over his shoulder while leaning down onto her, causing her lower half to lean up towards him, giving his shaft a more downwards thrust causing him to reach even deeper while making the desk shake from it.
As he lowered his body down thought Morgan saw his Mother's covered breast in reach of his hand, and deciding finally satisfy his need to grab those orbs he planted one of his hands on them before groping them with a combination of hunger and care that made Robin moan loud enough that not even her hand could stop it all.
Bringing his head to the side of her Morgan decided to try a little dirty talk, hoping his Mother would be a fan as he whispered, "I hope you'll be ready for tonight Mother, cause this is only a taste of what I have in store, like you said, this body is mine, and I'm gonna use it!"
The results were something Morgan didn't even expect as Robin removed her hand from her mouth and shouted, "Yes! Naga Yes! I want more, I want you to use me all night!"
Morgan was surprised by her words but that didn't stop him from the first thought that came into mind, quickly grabbing the back of her head Morgan slammed their lips together. Robin responding by wrapping her arm around her neck while also locking her legs on his upper back.
This gave each of them the final push needed as they came together, their juices piling up so much inside of Robin that they seeped between her walls and Morgan's shaft and dripped onto the floor and desk, leaving a couple of wet spots on the stone and wood. Morgan had his chest collapsed on Robin's chest as both of them tried to regain their breaths, their chest rising heavily against each other.
"That, *pant*, was wonderful, *pant*, Morgan."
"Thanks, *pant* though you didn't need to, *pant*, tell me. You're screaming was enough, *pant*, confirmation for me."
"I thought you'd enjoy the sound of me begging for more, I mean, considering how you tried to dirty talk me, you're not the only one who likes to try different styles." Robin responded, finally bringing her breathing back to normal.
"Yeah, but what about being caught? That voice seemed loud enough to get some attention."
Robin proceeded to scoff at his question, "Please, you think this is the first time I've done something like that in this room?"
But before the two could continue their conversation any further they both heard the door open and a familiar voice speak.
"Robin, are you in here? I thought I heard you scre-" Lissa didn't finish her sentence as she saw Robin laid back on the desk with Morgan on top of her. Both appearing a bit ragged as Lissa nose was filled a scent of vanilla, sweat, and musk that filled the room as she let the door close behind her. Morgan trying to flash a bright but nervous smile while Robin just brought a hand to her head and sighed in anticipation for the complaints she was about to get from the blonde Princess.
"I said I was sorry." Robin muttered for the-, honestly, she lost count at this point as she washed up in Lissa's private washroom, big enough to fit her status with a nice, smooth stone floor, some pillars spread around it each holding some different type of product, be it soap, towels, sponges, etc..., The bath itself being fairly large enough to hold a group of people as it had a perimeter of more rougher looking stone yet still soft in its own right as inside the water one side on the more shallow end had some stairs to allow people to walk out while some bench like words
"And like I said, I'm still furious, first you and Tharja take him on a threesome that I wasn't invited too, then you fuck him so hard in your office that you screamed in pleasure, after telling me not to do anything risky! Do you know how many of my fantasies you're completing that I'm not apart of!?" Lissa shouted as she was washing herself with Morgan as well, the new Grandmaster feeling very awkward in between them as they went at it, especially when Lissa started to lather him up with a cherry scented brand of soap which adored both their bodies, not to mention the sight of Lissa's petite yet enticing frame with water and soap running down her curves made him feel a bit hot.
"You know he can wash himself, right?" Robin asked as she made sure to clean out her opening thoroughly to wash out any excess juices from her and Morgan's rump, surprised by how much her Son produced. 'Goodness, that hex was more potent than I thought.'
"Oh, of course, I just want to feel him up some and have some fun cause the sight of you two sweaty on your desk and the smell got me in the mood. So let me have this!" Lissa declared before bringing her hand to Morgan's rising shaft and giving it a couple of strokes, making him grunt from pleasure while his Mother sighed in the background.
"Fine, Morgan, I'm gonna go on out. You and Lissa can have some fun if you want, just make sure to clean yourselves of the scent and don't take too long." Robin informed the two before getting up, water dripping down her many curves as she grabbed a towel and robe and made her way out, seemingly adding some sway in her hips as the two other occupants made their way out.
"Welp, now that's she's gone, let's have some fun!" Lissa exclaimed as she took Morgan's hand and brought him to a more shallow part of the bath.
"Uh, Lissa, you're not really mad, are you?" Morgan asked a bit concerned as they made their way across the bath.
Lissa proceeded to turn around to face the new Grandmaster with a confused look, "Oh, no, not really, jealous, yes, also a bit annoyed cause that's the second time I've had to see something like. But other than that, I'm good, why do you ask?"
Deciding it was best not to question more into the fact this wasn't the first time she saw something like this, "Well, it's just, I don't want to make you, or any of the other girls feel left out, but still, there are so many of you that I feel like I may have trouble making all of you feel special." Morgan nervously stated as he rubbed the back of his neck.
Seeing the concern on his face Lissa knew it would be best to answer honestly, "Oh, well Morgan my advice is to just be yourself, that's the reason all of us fell for you, and we all know the risks and downsides to a relationship like this. Me? I'm fine as long as we get to have fun. You let me have fun Morgan, one of few people who know of my more pervy side. I can be who I want to be with you. But out in public, I gotta keep up the image of a Princess, at least, as much of one as I have too. But still, I know that I like being with you, so as long as you don' totally neglect me, I'm fine." Lissa explained before turning back around and bending over, placing her hand on the soft stone lining the outside of the bath and presenting her rear to him before turning her face with a cheeky smile and saying, "Now come on, it's been a couple of days since our first time and you've had some more practice, so show me what you got, Grandmaster."
Having his worries put to rest for now and sensing the challenge in her voice Morgan decided to give her what she wanted, placing his hands on her slender figure, making sure his grip was secured as both of their bodies were a bit slippery from the soap and water, but the water also helped him to slide right in too, though he made sure not to go too fast considering her small frame, though her cute ass and breast look bigger from it. Inching his way in Lissa let out coos of satisfaction as she let her face fall from being filled, having her medium length golden hair fall past her face and onto the floor.
"Is it me, or are you bigger than last time?" Lissa joked, though, in all honesty, he did feel a bit thicker than before, but then she proceeded to give a gasp when Morgan unexpectedly took a bit of himself out, leaving the tip in.
"Is that so? Maybe I should take it slow and let you get use to it?" He teased while slowly thrusting in and out for a short distance, reaching halfway inside of her before pulling out while doing his best not to let out some groans of pleasure from how tight she was.
Tightening her entrance Morgan felt her already tight walls clamp around his shaft so much that he thought he wouldn't be able to move, Lissa responded with an equal amount of teasing, "Oh, so you want to play it like that?" She said before moving back slightly, engulfing more of his length into her and gripping more of it, "I can tease you right back."
Bring one of his hands to her buttcheck, liking how it seemed to ft in the palm of his hand he asked "So, whoever succumbs first loses?"Giving her rump a squeeze while thrusting in and out slowly, causing the Princess to moan from pleasure.
"Well, that seems like a pretty fun challenge, unfortunately-" Lissa started before relaxing her muscles and allowing Morgan to thrust more freely, "We're kinda on a timetable, so we'll have to continue that challenge another time, so prepare, Grandmaster, cause I won't be holding back."
"Me neither!" Morgan declared before picking up the pace of his thrust, causing Lissa to moan and gasp out in pleasure as her hair swayed back and forward from his thrust, his shaft reaching as far as it could into her before he quickly took most of it back out and repeating the process. Her breast also jiggling as much as they could from the thrust while the water around their legs was splashed around from their movements.
Not wanting to be outdone Lissa made sure to grip the floor as she moved her hips in tandem with Morgan, causing both of them to gasp out in pleasure. Lissa doing her best to hide the smirk of pleasure she had on her face while focusing on her movements.
"You know you can be rough, right? I don't mind, besides we're in a hurry so it's best to just let it all out." Lissa informed him before feeling him smack her ass, causing her to gasp in pain and pleasure, before her face cracked into a large grin.
"Like this?" Morgan asked, knowing from the many positions she had them do during their first time, she seemed to enjoy some slaps like this.
"My my, how bold, hitting the sweet little Princesse of Ylisse like that without any warning? Have you no shame?" Lissa teased as he smacked it again with enough force to cause her little ass cheeks to jiggle a bit and her to giggle a bit maniacally.
Replying with a cheerful yet sinister undertone as he increased the speed of his thrust and slaps, Morgan replied with "Like you said, I can be rougher, and during our first day together, you really liked it when I took a commanded and had you in the palm of my hand." His actions now starting to make her behind look red.
Seeing how he seemed to be giving her just what she wanted she decided to spur him on even further, "Well, if that's true, haa, why don't you show me how rough I like it?" She said before feeling Morgan bend over her back and grab some of her hair, pulling it back and using it like a handle to help with his thrust as Lissa's head was pulled back and she let her tongue out while panting with tears in her eyes from the pleasure and forcefulness.
"That face of yours is more than enough confirmation." Morgan declared before slipping another arm under her waist to bring her bottom up some more as he now thrusted in at a downward angle, causing her front to be pushed against the floor while he still held her hair.
Filling herself being filled up to the brim with every thrust Lissa thought, 'Fuck me, he was really paying attention during our first time, I guess I shouldn't be surprised that he took notes of what I liked.' She was practically beginning to leak some of her juices into the water below them, eyes rolling to the back of her head as she started to lose her voice from all the gasps of pleasure. Morgan grunting and groaning behind her as he felt her walls spasm and cling to his shaft in a greedy attempt to make him stay inside longer as he pulled out and go even deeper as he went in.
Eventually, though, with all the roughness, pleasure, and sheer anticipation she had from waiting for another session, Lissa was the first to cum as she howled out with as much of her remaining voice as she had, her juices covering his length. But Morgan wasn't done yet, as he quickly pulled out and spun the golden-hair blonde around on her knees as she tried to regain her breathing and had her eyes dropped a bit to rest, bringing his rod to her open mouth, the girl barely registering what was in front of her before her eyes went wide when she felt her mouth stuff by his shaft while he grabbed the back of her head.
"Gah, bwaaah, hurk!" Lissa gagged around him as she used her throat muscles as best she could to massage his tip while using her tongue to slobber around the rest of his length. The sound of slurping and gagging filling the room as Morgan thrusted in and out of her mouth for a few seconds before Lissa felt his shaft twitch widely in her mouth and applied as much suction as she could.
The new Grandmaster groaning in pleasure as he shot his load into her mouth, the Princess swallowing the first wave in one swoop before she was overwhelmed by the second wave and third wave which filled up her mouth too much and caused him to pull out, painting her face white with his jizz as she proceeded to cough up some of the semen which blocked her airway.
Despite feeling tired from his release Morgan proceed to kneel down on her level as he patted her back, "You ok there, was I too rough?" He asked, concern for her taking precedent. But then she brought a hand up to her face and clean up a bunch of the semem covering it in the palm of her hand, before proceeding to fling and smear it on his face.
Morgan blinking in confusion as he had his own semen plastered on his face while Lissa laughed at him.
"Hahah, you look ridiculous, how does it feel to be the one with a facial instead of giving it?" She joked, thinking the sight of him with face covered in semen was enough payback for the roughness he performed by face fucking her. 'Not like I didn't like it, though I did have to give up some of his tasty jizz, maybe I can lick it off him?'
Though before she could actually perform the action, her face was splashed with water, "Hey!"
Morgan though was now a few feet away to get away from her counter-attack as he joked, "Come on, you can handle a round like that but not some water?"
Lissa just growl as she shouted, "I'll show you some water!" Before making a wave so big with her hands that completely engulfed Morgan, rising up from the water the next he knew was Lissa on his back, "You're gonna get it now!"
And with that, the two spent the rest of their bath wrestling, the two dunking each other any chance they got as they proceeded to spend a little longer than originally planned in the bath, though with the fun they were having, they didn't care.
"We smell good, right?" Morgan asked as the two ran out of the castle, clad in their regular clothes as the Sun was starting to set on the final day of the festival.
"I sprayed like, 50 coats of perfume and used some of my most expensive soap to wash ourselves off so if that doesn't cover our scents, then I don't know what will." Lissa replied as the two took a turn in the center of town, seeing how some of the vendors were packing up while some opted to wait till the night t get in some potential extra money.
As the two made their way to the outskirts and plains of Ylisse, they found themselves stopped by a crowd of Civilians, all waiting to get a spot in the fields as well.
Morgan tried to look around for another way in, "Do you remember where the other entrance for VIPs and Shepherds was?"
"I thought you would? You did set up this whole festival."
"I only helped with the layout and some of the events, I didn't know all the details."
But before they could continue their conversation a voice called out to them.
"Ah, there you two are, I guess Robin was right about how late you two would be."
Turning around the two saw Tharja look at them, a hand on her wide hips as she had on her usual attire while giving them each a blank stare, "Now come on, Robin and the other's are waiting for us."
Walking around the crowd Morgan and Lissa followed her as she led back around some of the local vendors until they reached a hill away from the main entrance to the fields as the Sun now began to set fully, changing the bright blue sky to a coat of orangish red. Walking up the hill they past Morgan and Lissa saw how secluded it was as they saw no one else as the trees around them also shielded them from anyone viewing on the ground.
By the time they reached the hilltop, they saw Robin leaning against a large tree which stood by itself while overlooking the horizon, seeing the mass of people sitting down on the fields as they waited for the final event of the festival to start. But upon hearing the footsteps behind her she turned around and was pleased to see who had arrived.
But that pleased look soon turned into one of annoyance, "I thought I told you guys not to take to long." She directed at Morgan and Lissa, who flinch a bit from her words.
Replying with a meek smile the blonde princess responded, "Uh, we had to make extra sure we washed up properly?"
Robin just scoffed at her answer before returning to view the fields in front of them, Morgan, Tharja, and Lissa walking next to her to join them.
While Morgan looked at the large field in front of them, he saw how far they were from the actually gather place of the Shepherds, who appeared to be stationed near the front of the mass, while the hill they were currently on was near the back side, still, the view was pretty good.
"Why are we away from everyone?" Morgan asked his Mother.
Turning her face towards her face towards her Son Robin answer his question, "I thought it would be nice for us to enjoy the show without prying eyes, with each other." Morgan smiling at her response, before Lissa interrupted.
"Are we included in this too or is this just a Mother and Son thing?"
The White-hair Grandmaster huffed in annoyance at her question, "Why did you think I had Tharja bring you up here as well?"
"Just making sure!" Lissa replied before taking one of Morgan's arms and bringing them both to the ground on their butts.
Morgan though, was a bit annoyed by the action, "You could've warned me before pulling me down."
But Lissa just giggle, "Yeah but where's the fun in that?" She said before looking at the other two Plegia Mages, "So you two gonna just stand there or you gonna sit down?"
Robin and Tharja proceed to sit down behind the two of them as Robin muttered, "I don't know how I haven't gone insane yet dealing with you for all these years."
The four sat together for a few moments, Robin and Tharja leaning their back's against the tree while leaning their sides onto each other, Morgan and Lissa leaning against them as well, but Morgan felt something, or well, someones were missing.
"Hey, Mother, would it be OK for me to go and get Sumia and Olivia, I feel kinda bad if they were left out of this."
Robin though, ruffled his hair from the question, "I don't think you'll have to go and get them, I already told them about this. And I believe they should be arriving soon."
As if on cue, the four of them heard the flapping of wings as they saw a Pegasus fly towards them, carrying a very familiar looking Pegasus Knight along with a pink-hair dancer who waved at them before proceeding to land. The graceful creature slowing down and planting its feet on the hill as Sumia and Olivia jumped off, each wearing a more casual version of their usual attire without the armor and extra accessories, though Olivia was still wearing Morgan's cloak. Sumia leading her winged horse to a nearby flat piece of grass to lay on and rest before she and Olivia walked towards the four of them smiles.
Upon seeing Morgan's cloak on the dancer, Lissa face broke into a grin as she teasingly poked Morgan's side, "My my, I didn't know Olivia was your favorite Morgan, for you to have given her your cloak, I'm a bit jealous."
Morgan's face broke into a nervous smile as he looked away, not knowing how to answer the question, though Olivia heard Lissa's word as she stopped in her tracks while her face flushed red from embarrassment as her shy and meek personality showed.
Knees immediately bending at each other while she turned her head away while rubbing her hands, the Pink-hair dancer said, "No no, it's not like that, it's just that Morgan gave me this as a gift and I-"
Lissa though, laughed at her nervousness as she quickly brought a hand up and tried to calm her down, "I'm just joking Olivia, I didn't mean much by it, besides the cloak looks good on you, though I am a bit skeptical if you two are Morgan's favorite, considering he was about to go and try and find you guys."
"Oh really?" Sumia inquired as she took a spot on the other side of Morgan, scooting on the side between Robin and Morgan while Olivia sat down in front of her, who opted to lean against Morgan's side before the Pegasus Knight praised, "I'd expect nothing else from my dashing Prince." Leaning over she gave Morgan a peck on the check, causing the new Grandmaster to chuckle while bringing a hand up to the spot as well.
As she got comfortable against Morgan, Olivia commented as well, "Congratulations on your promotion Morgan," She said, giving him a kiss on the cheek as well while moving a bit as to be pressing a bit more into his front and allowing Sumia some space to cuddle with Morgan too, an offer the Pegasus Knight quickly took up as she leaned against him as well before the dancer turned to Robin and added, "Thanks for inviting us to this, Robin.", The new Grandmaster though was feeling his face start to flush up from being surrounded and pressed against five beautiful and amazing women, that was until his Mother's response to Olivia's words snapped them all out of their blissful daze.
"Actually this was Tharja's idea."
Morgan, Lissa, Sumia, and Olivia all whipped their heads to the Dark Mage, who face went immediately white, eyes wide opened at being outed by her fellow Plegia Mage, who was currently doing her best not to laugh at her friend, while the other 4 were still looking at her with shocked faces. Seeing their looks, Tharja's face went from white to red in embarrassment while also lowering her head, bangs casting a shadow over her eyes while slightly turning her head away from them.
"I-I just believed it would've been appropriate." She told them, though it seemed a bit clear to the others she had perhaps more of a reason, still, none of them wanted to push her on the subject as they knew how hard it could be for her to express her feelings
Deciding to help express how much her gesture meant to them, Morgan planted one of his hands on her knees, catching the Dark Mages attention as she looked at him with a confused look, his face currently showing off his trademark bright smile as he said, "Tharja, you're a really good person, thanks for doing this for us."
Tharja felt her heart flutter while her eyes seemed to sparkle at him for a moment, the others being treated with another viewing of her more softer side, plus it was felt nice to see the Dark Mage soften up, especially for Morgan and Robin as Tharja got her face back together, moving her eyes away from him and lower her head once more, though everyone could see the small smile plastered on her face.
After that nice little display, the 6 of them sat there, huddled together as the sun was finally disappearing from their sight in the horizon. The blackness of the night took over, only being lit up by the stars in the sky and the light coming from the ground before a projectile shot up from the ground in the distance, reaching high into the sky before exploding in a dazzling display of colors along with emitting a loud boom before fizzling out. But it was soon replaced by another, and another set of fireworks as their light shine over the field. Morgan, Sumia, Olivia, and Lissa all having wide, open smiles with childlike glee, while Robin and Tharja had a more simple smile on their faces as the colors keep coming in combinations that could only be described as beautiful.
It was a beautiful sight, until Lissa decided to ask a question that ruined the mood for a moment.
"Hey. so considering we're all here and what-not, any of you up for an org-"
"No" They all cut in with such a flat tone that Lissa knew her idea was finished before she could even get it off the ground.
"Worth a shot." She muttered as they all continued to gaze into the sky. Fully wanting to enjoy this moment in their strange, yet happy relationship. While it may have been something most of them would never have expected, currently, they were happy with where they were. And honestly, that was more than enough for all of them as they enjoyed the rest of the event together.
A/N: And with that, this story is on break, and also, a new schedule. Starting school soon, and due to that I won't have as much free time as before. So I know I won't be able to write stories in an effective matter while at school. So, I've decided that this story will be on the back burning, new chapters every 1-2 months from now on. I hope you guys are ok with that, but don't worry! I'll to make the chapters a bit longer in response! Nothing to massive, but I'll try and make it last. Also I can guarantee there will be a chapter for the end of September, plus I plan on having a little one-shot release in between then as well to hopefully tie you guys over if you need it. So until than, thanks for reading this story until now, and until next time, later!
