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"...I don't buy it," Gray declared. The dark-skinned mercenary's hands were firmly on his hips, his head cocked to the side. The frown on his face was clear as day.
"I kind of do," Tobin admitted. His fairer-toned hand was cocked up, holding not but air. His other hand was affixed to his bicep as he shrugged. Gray turned to his old friend in disbelief.
"Really Tobin?" he asked. "Doesn't this seem just a bit too outlandish and good to be true?"
Tobin wouldn't back down and stressed his view. "Ignoring the 'good' part, what reason would Morgan have to lie to us? He's not exactly a braggart," he inisited.
Gray wasn't convinced. "But Tharja? The one that's wearing a wedding dress?" Gray asked. His scrutiny wasn't born from skepticism as much as denial and perhaps even jealousy.
"Gray, she's already nuts for Robin...like, all of them," Tobin responded.
"You know you guys aren't really helping me deal with this, right?" Morgan flatley asked. The usually cheerful amnesiac looked rather morose and dour. His eyes were ringed with black circles, a testament to his lack of sleep brought on by his plight. The other two boys had the decency to look ashamed, even if Gray had mixed indignation into his expression.
"To be honest, I didn't expect you're funk to be because you got laid, Morgan," Gray explained. Tobin nodded behind him, less so out of jealousy than solidarity.
Morgan glowered at his friends before asking, "I mean, haven't you guys?"
"…"
"..."
"Morgan! Hey, Hey Morgan!" a cheerful voice called out. The trio snapped out of their stalemate and turned around to address the newcomer.
It was Kana - the daughter of prince Corrin. The young dragon princess sprinted through the sand, not caring as the hot sand pooled between her toes. Her shining silver eyes were beaming in the sunlight.
The trio of young men smiled back, only one of them having to force the act the slightest bit. "Clean acts, everyone," Gray warned. He wasn't keen to expose Corrin's precocious daughter to such adult topics.
"Speak for yourself, Gray," Tobin scoffed. Morgan nodded in agreement as Kana came to a halt right before them.
"Hey Morgan! I finished that book you gave me!" Kana declared. She bounced on her feet, causing the brilliant white sand to shift.
"That's great Kana! When did you finish it?" Morgan asked, relieved for a new topic to discuss. Gray and Tobin stayed silent in the background, letting the two progeny of great Heroes to chitter to their heart's content.
"Just now! I had Papa help me with the last chapter," she explained.
"You brought The Tree and the Ingle to the beach?" Morgan asked. He sounded shocked and a little dismayed, something that made the little princess immediately frown.
"Was that bad?" She weakly asked. Tobin and Gray winced at her tone, ready to bolt if need be. ''Causing Kana to cry would be the worst mistake any of us could make,' Tobin grimly mused. Luckily for them, Morgan was far more tactful and resourceful.
"No, I trust you took very good care of it," Morgan comforted her. For good measure he kneeled down and gently grasped her shoulders, looking her right in the eye with a warm smile. Seeing her return it was a good sign. 'Especially since it's not my copy, and the last thing I need is mother getting on my case for damaging the Archives' property.' "Anyway, where is it now?" he asked.
"Oh I uh...left it with Papa," Kana explained. She looked at the boy's eyes twitch before quickly adding, "But we can go and get it now! That is if you're not busy…" she trailed off.
Morgan's smile shrunk a little as he glanced at his two comrades. "Eh, heh heh. Well you see, I-" he started.
"No worries Morgan, we'll talk more later, alright?" Tobin insisted. Gray stayed quiet, letting things go by. Morgan got the hint and offered a grateful smile.
"Okay, thanks guys. Let's go Kana!" he prompted her. The cheerful little manakete scrambled behind him, eager to regail the young tactician with a typhoon of questions about the book she'd just read.
"...You really think he banged Tharja?" Gray finally asked. Tobin sighed in irritation at his best friend's single-mindedness. 'Was it really too much to ask for him to let it drop?' the brunette bumpkin lamented.
"I think she took advantage of him like he said," Tobin explained. Unlike Gray, Tobin had had the unique...pleasure, of fighting alongside a form of Robin and the 'normal' Tharja. The things he'd seen had made him quite thankful that Mada the Barman wasn't a stickler for rules...
"When you put it like that...doesn't sound quite as hot," Gray mumbled. It seemed like Morgan's plight had finally broken through his fantasy-clouded mind.
"Yeah…" Tobin agreed, taking no joy or pride in his victory. Silence passed between the two for what must've been a good few minutes. The sun leered down overhead, leaving the duo to its mercy.
"Hey boys," another voice called. Still feminine, but distinctly older. Gray and Tobin turned to address their newest guest. Only to find there were two of them walking up.
Just their luck, one of them was Morgan's mother - the tactician Robin. Specifically it was her form from an unrelated sabbatical to the beach. Alongside her was her friend Cordelia, mutually festooned in summer swimwear. The duo turned heads as always, even with their massive polearms and the unfortunate fish impaled upon them.
"Gray and Tobin, right?" Robin asked, planting her trident in the ground. The two swiftly nodded, their eyes locked on the wriggling fish. "Wasn't Morgan with you two? Where'd he go?" she asked. Her tone was casual, yet Gray swore he heard something...else, buried in her words.
"Kana took Morgan to give him back his book," Tobin explained. He wasn't quite as fazed by Robin's acts. Nor was he entranced by the pair of nubile Shepherd beauties like his best friend was.
Robin mulled the boy's words, as if trying to find some kind of fault or flaw. She ultimately settled on an oft-uttered issue that came up in the Order, especially for her. "...the male one?"
"No, Kay-na. Corrin's daughter," Gray emphasized. That satisfied Robin's inquiry and she stepped back. Cordelia took the chance to finally chime in.
"Aren't you both hot in all that?" she asked. Her fingers tucked back a lock of her luscious red hair behind her ear. That simple, innocuous act had quite an impact on the more active of the two young men.
"N-Not at all! It feels great on my biceps, see?" Gray insisted. For good measure he held up his arm and flexed, showing his dark, toned muscle. Robin barely hid her smirk, while Cordelia just politely smiled and turned to Tobin.
"...my stuff's all lighter weight anyway," he admitted. "What about your coat Robin? You must be baking in that coat," the brunette mused. Attention was pushed back to the tactician and her shoulder-secured garb.
"Eh. Details, details," she shrugged. Her free hand smacked down a roaming tentacle from her octopus, who was getting a little too close to the strap of her bikini top. "Anyway, Cordy and I were gonna take on the last few stretches of the caverns. There's a nice little treasure down there that's just ripe for the taking," Robin explained.
Robin threw her arms up and pulled, leaning back to stretch her arms and back. The added bonus of shoving out her modest breasts were caught by both men's eyes. Though only Gray was really keen to appreciate it.
"What do you mean by treasure?" Tobin asked. He'd be more than eager to get a few extra gold, even if it was of little use here in Askr. 'Can't hurt to try - don't think Anna mentioned anything about us not being able to take things back,' he mused.
"Lets just say it makes the trip worthwhile," Robin cryptically answered. She finished her stretches and let her arms drop back down. "Think it over - we're going to cool off at the bar for a bit. Meet us at the entrance to the caverns if you're interested, alright?" she asked.
Gray and Tobin nodded, the former with far more enthusiasm. "Great! See you both later," Robin walked past them, Cordelia following her in short order. The two young men watched the Shepherd mothers until they'd been lost in the fields of umbrellas and heroes.
"So what do you think?" Tobin asked. His best friend turned to him with shock clear on his face.
"What do you mean, what do I think?" Gray scoffed. "We're absolutely going! Just think about it - two attractive women in a dark cave. Do the math my friend."
Tobin was silent, as if seriously mulling on the merits of Gray's horndog fantasies. "...You do know that's Morgan's mother, right?" he finally asked.
"Eh. Details," Gray shrugged, mirroring the tactician's earlier actions with far too uncanny ease. Toibin watched with veiled amusement as his friend's prattle endured. "I know what I saw my man, and trust me -You don't hold a stretch like that for that long unless you want attention," he insisted.
"I suppose you'd know about that?" Tobin smirked. His best friend was taken aback by the well-timed strike, but pressed on regardless.
"Look are you coming or not?" Gray asked.
For a moment, the villager was seriously considering saying 'no'. He had few doubts that his friend would be going regardless, hanging on the prayer that they found a fourth member to allow them access into the caverns.
...Then again, the prospect of a treasure was quite tempting. 'Not like I have anything better to do anyway.'
"...Well someone needs to save you from your own poor judgement," Tobin shrugged with a smile.
The caverns were just another of the wonders that popped up in Askr from time to time. Few Heroes were able to delve into them, but those that did would come out with a new appreciation for the field of battle. For a while now Tobin had mulled on what such a notion entailed - what could make paragons and champions of war see such a change.
Well now Tobin knew. And his arms were tired as a result.
"Move your hips more! Haven't you ever gone dancing?" Cordelia asked. She demonstrated with a jab from her spear into the looming swordsman. The way her lithe, bikini-clad body weaved with every attack would've surely caught even the clueless one's eye...if he wasn't so busy trying to cope with the absurdity of the situation.
'Dancing...soldiers...What the hell have I gotten myself into?' Tobin lamented. "Not of my own Choice!" he yelled back. His blade swung down on the looming spear knight. While his blade barely graced it, the imposing armored spectre still flew away.
Cordelia timed her hips and took down the back-to-back swordsman. Unlike Tobin' her strikes left a deep, rich tone that reverberated through the cave. She turned back to look at Tobin and lectured, "You have to follow my rhythm alright? And what did you mean by 'choice'?
"My-Eeya!-my little sister," he explained.
"Just dance -hyaa!- like I'm your sister then," Cordelia suggested. The tone in her voice was still firm and focused, but there was a slight air of playfulness. One that even Tobin was able to pick up on and return in kind.
"You're a little too tall for that," he quipped. Cordelia couldn't help but let a smile and a giggle escape her lips, even as she repelled a trio of swift cavaliers.
"Hey you two! Stop flirting -Hya! Hun! Hya! - and start fighting!" Robin yelled. Next to her, Gray was too focused on repelling attacks to chime in.
Cordelia ignored her friend's jab, though that didn't stop the pink on her cheeks. "A-Alright, follow my lead," she started, before adding, "And stay close."
Tobin obeyed her order, closing the gap between them until he could practically see the sweat on her body. "Just relax, Tobin," she reminded him.
He resumed, taking her advice at every step. Gradually, he found himself getting closer and closer to the rhythm that Cordelia and Robin were already at. He even heard the tell tale sound of a perfect strike, by his own hand no less!
The knight-commander's critiques dwindled away as she watched his progress. 'He's a fast learner! Reminds me of Donnel,' Cordelia thought. Her brief distraction wound up costing her as a swift cavalryman ran her through. The spectral soldier didn't leave a mark, but it did send her reeling back. "Ugh, damnit!"
Tobin leapt forward, grabbing the knight's outstretched hand. Using her momentum, he spun them around, winding up on the opposite side of her to retaliate against her next would-be attacker. His pivot came just in time, and gave Cordelia a much-needed respite before she renewed her assault.
After what must've been hours, the caves grew silent. Somehow the group managed to overcome the onslaught and earn some needed peace. Gray, Tobin, and Robin were panting, not wholly used to such strenuous activity. Cordelia was still fine, and seemed almost eager to press on. Alright, final wave coming up! You ready?"
Robin said nothing, too preoccupied with slapping down her wandering octopus. She did offer a blind thumbs up, even as she was collecting herself. Tobin nodded in affirmation, whilst Gray's was a little more absent minded.
"Alright, here we go!
"This is…" Cordelia started.
"Gorgeous!" Gray shouted.
"It is pretty nice," Tobin admitted.
"Yeah yeah. Move aside - I've got octo gunk to clean off," Robin insisted. She threw away her bag, weapon, and cloak before leaping into the pristine grotto. A second splash heralded the dive of her octopus as it joined its 'captor'.
Gray didn't wait too long, and had already stripped out down to his smallclothes to join her. Cordelia and Tobin watched in amusement at the more energetic duo, especially when Robin literally slapped away her octopus' wriggling tentacle that was a little too close to the tactician's assets.
"Hey...so thanks for bailing me out back there," Tobin said. Cordelia turned to him and smiled.
"Think nothing of it. I'm sure you'd have done the same," she insisted. The two fell silent, content to watch their comrades frolicking in the water.
"Heh, reminds me of that time at the lake…" Tobin admitted. As if sensing the knight's curiosity, he continued. "Long story. Basically when we were kids me, Gray, Alm, Faye, and Celica went swimming at the lake. Some things happened, and Gray ended up dunking my head into the mud."
The cavalier way he regaled his humiliation simply made her laugh. "Oh my!" seeing the beautiful knight wallow in his past misery elicited Tobin's own mirth. The two shared their mutual glee at such a curt yet relatable moment, but eventually the laughter died down.
"I mean, I don't really knock him for that. He's still my best friend after all," Tobin admitted. He left the fact that he probably deserved it out of the equation. Still, his admission made the Ylissean woman wistful.
"Right...best friend," Cordelia repeated. Her eyes traced out of the grotto, to the clear blue skies that were slowly deepening into night.
Tobin was confused. "Wait, isn't Robin your friend?" he asked. The knight blinked at the misconception before struggling to clarify.
"W-well, yes. I like Robin well enough, but she's not who I'd call my best friend," Cordelia admitted.
"Who's that then?" Tobin inquired.
"Sumia. She's a kindhearted girl that tries her hardest. She makes mistakes...a lot of them, but she always gets back up and gives her damndest," Cordelia explained. She smiled as she told of the clumsy flower knight, feeling warmth and pride as she regaled of her comrade's beautiful soul. "I can see why he'd choose her."
The knight instantly regretted her last words. 'Damn - did that really slip out?!' she internally screamed. Still, what was done was done, and if the inquisitive look on her companion's face was any indicator, it was better to finish her mortifying confession.
"Robin...not her, another one...he kind of let it slip and I got desperate to find out," Cordelia admitted. "I was going to be going there anyway, see if I could find some tactics from other world's pegasus riders. But finding out that those archives could show you a possible future...well how could I resist?"
Tobin nodded, well aware of the desperation to know the truth. The World Archives were by far the greatest temptation in all of Askr. To know what happens in your world - your potential fate, your lover, the rise or fall of your dreams - all that and more awaited in the numerous tomes of that great branch of Folkhalla. He quietly implored her, "And?"
"I never have a chance, not one. He'll always pick someone else before we can even try," she sighed. The pegasus knight looked out into the horizon, a forlorn expression affixed to her face. Tobin didn't know what exactly she was thinking, but he could make an educated guess at least.
The two were silent, letting the splashes of their comrades fill in where words were absent. Time passed, slowly drawing out shadows as the sun grew closer and closer to the horizon. Many a times Cordelia had ridden towards that tantalizing sight, astride a majestic beast. But here on the surface, within the cliff of a world not her own, she was just as grounded as the humble villager. It was when Robin was dunking Gray's head in the water that someone spoke. "...I've been to the archives to see if she chose me," Tobin finally admitted.
Cordelia turned to him, seeing the wistful look on the villager's face. She had a few questions, chief of all was who 'she' was. Ultimately she settled on merely asking him to continue. "..and?"
"She doesn't, ever. Not even if my best friend dies. We cope together, but never make anything of it. But maybe that's for the best," Tobin wistfully mused. Cordelia nodded.
"I at least have his faith and trust in my abilities...that can be enough," she declared. She raise her hand, eying the indent on her finger. A warm smile crossed her visage. 'It looks so nice on her face,' Tobin silently admitted. "I don't know who took my heart from Chrom, but somehow I know that he did so in such a perfect way that I don't need him anymore."
"To be honest...he sounds like an idiot," Tobin admitted.
Cordelia was taken aback by the villager's sudden bite. "W-What?!"
"I mean it just doesn't make sense to me! Someone like you that can pretty much carry an army, and he doesn't even catch your eye?"
"I mean, that's not-um that's"
"And that's not even getting into your appearance! You're gorgeous, Cordelia - practically every guy we passed was turning their heads to you you. And Chrom doesn't even give you a glance?!"
She stayed silent, too stunned to react to anything he'd just said. Without her following up, Tobin quickly realized he'd overstepped his boundaries. 'Shit, that was too far,' he flinched. He wanted nothing more than to dunk his head in the grotto until the bubbles stopped, but his body wouldn't listen.
Tobin heard a splash, but couldn't pull his eyes away from her. The way she bore into his own pools above blazing cheeks was utterly captivating. He waited on her response, his breath being held in his throat. She audibly swallowed before she spoke.
"You're just saying that…" Cordelia stated. The dejected man turned away, intent to respect her wishes. He didn't expect the statuesque spearwoman to grab his vest and slam her lips down on his. His eyes widened in shock at her attack, even after she pulled back to whisper,"...but I didn't tell you to stop."
Before Tobin could even react, she was already pulling him down. A loud splash rang out through the grotto as the two landed in the thigh-deep water. Cordelia was back on her assault, gently nibbling his bottom lip. Her hands roamed his lithe body, finding purchase in whatever strap or sleeve she could reach.
The mercenary reached past her, grabbing the sandy bottom of the pool. His bare fingers scraped against some stones, but he was too distracted feel any sense of pain. He couldn't even smell the salty water that nurtured them, only her succulent perfume registered.
Cordelia prodded him into joining her oral joust. He complied, bringing his virgin tounge out to bear. The older woman was his obvious superior and quickly overtook him. "Mmmph," she maoned into his mouth.
Tobin lowered himself further down, letting his calves reach the bottom. Cordelia's knee bumped against his soaked gron, sending delightful jolts along the villagers' girth. "Damn, that feels so good,' he growled. The knight smirked at his guttural tones. 'Oh, so that's how you want to play?' he silently challenged her.
His hands cupped her covered sex, eliciting a sharp gasp from his older partner. Tobin pressed further, rubbing against the outline of her pussy lips. Her hips bucked up, desperate for more of his touch. She rapped her knuckles against his toned abs, trapping her hand between his wet vest and sweat-slicked skin.
'What are you doing!'
Cordelia did her best to banish the nagging voice in her head. She knew damn well what she was doing - following Robin's advice. 'I love him, but he's not here with me,' she lamented. Whatever infernal magic ha robbed her of the identity of her husband hadn't dont the kindness to erase her libido. So she was doing what she needed, plain and simple.
His inexperienced fingers brushed against her, drawing more and more sweet pants and mewls from the knight-commander. She dropped one hand down into the water, scraping her nails against gravel and stone. Their fingers briefly touched, only to be drawn away by their respective ministrations.
Tobin pushed her bikini bottom into her folds, further drenching the strip of fabric in her juices. The offset of cold sea water attempting to enter her channel made her arch her back and shriek. "Gods, mooooooreeeee!"
He obeyed her request, doubling his efforts. In his haste, his finger brushed against the hood of her clit. The results were readily apparent as the frustrated wife howled in climax.
Cordelia drowned in the white-hot waves of orgasmic bliss. Her screams echoed throughout the cave, reverberating with the natural acoustics of their lustful domain. Tobin winced at the high tones she hit, but didn't dare to back away from her.
Sploosh!
Her screams abruptly cut off as her head sank beneath the surface. The villager blinked, trying to collect himself. He realized that she was now submerged...whilst writhing and sucking in water. "Shit, Cordelia!"
Tobin reached in and pulled her up, bringing her back above the water. She hacked out water, sucking in gulps of air. Her eyes tepidly opened, exposing her tired red pools. "Gods...that..that was-"
"Are you alright?!" he snapped.
She flinched at his sudden tone, hearing it a little muffled thanks to the water pooling in her ears. She swiftly shook her head, sending sea water all around before responding, "I-I'm alright. That was just...gods, that was amazing," she admitted.
The villager looked away, stammering a lipid response. Cordelia weakly chuckled, still trying to regain her faculties from her earth-shattering orgasm. "I-I think I can sit up," she said.
Tobin reluctantly let her go, watching her wobble but managed to stay above the water. His eyes glanced down and beheld a particular sight. Her earlier thrashing had undone the clasps of her bikini top, leaving it dangling around her neck. Every now and again, he could see a glimpse of her petite breasts and puffy nipples. 'Earth-mother protect me,' he silently prayed.
The knight picked up on her younger partners sight and gazed down. She was briefly mortified at her reveal, but the lingering temptations of her earlier passion quelled such emberssments. Instead she gave him a sultry smile and shook herself, sending the garment aside.
Cordelia was far from done. With a devious wink, her deft hands reached back underwater. Tobin couldn't really see what was happening, but from the way she was wiggling her hips made it clear it had something to do with her lower body. His answer came when she kicked her legs in the air, splashing salt water on the dazed young man. He barely even had time to notice the red bikini bottoms dangling around her ankle when she suddenly shirked and leapt up.
Are you fucking-?!" she snapped. Tobin was confused until she reached into the water and pulled out an unwelcome sight - Robin's octopus. With seven of its limbs in her firm grasp, Its remaining tentacle was retracting from her thigh and wriggling around. The knight snarled and shook the cephalopod before delivering her ultimatum.
"Listen you little nuisance - Robin is far, far more lenient on you than I will be. So I'm going to tell you once. The only way you're getting out of here with all eight of your tentacles still intact is if you leave. Now," she insisted.
The now terrified octopus blubbered and wriggled in her grasp, clearly getting the message. Cordelia nodded in approval before turning and chucking the cephalopod clear out of the grotto into the open sea.
"Now then," she looked back at Tobin, her eyes lidded. "Why are you still dressed?" she cooed, the honey back in her words. Her young squeeze took the obvious hint and quickly stripped himself. The pegasus knight stood back, amused as he hopped around trying to pull off his boot.
Sploosh
The rustic swordsman was preparing to drop his smallclothes when her hand quickly caught his. "Allow me," she insisted. Tobin's hands froze mid-motion, ready to be brushed away by her smooth yet toned palms. Cordelia untied the knot holding his underwear up and let the now-loose article fall into the water. What she saw made her blink in shock.
"I didn't expect it to be quite so...long," she declared. Her lips subconsciously smacked together as she appraised the bumpkin's girth. It wasn't particularly wide, but it was indeed long. "I think I know where to put this," she glanced at him with an impish smirk. Seeing his dick throb at her words made it clear that he understood what she meant.
Cordelia flicked his cock before moving over to the nearby rock. She gave the younger man the delight of seeing her heart-shaped ass wiggle and bounce with every long stride. He was so entranced that he nearly missed her 'subtle' invitation once she'd reached forward and planted her palms against the stone support.
The knight shuddered under his stare, igniting tinges that her toned body had become accustomed to. Feeling the younger man's warmth against her and his cock between her rump made her feel more vulnerable than anything else had so far. "T-Take it slow for now, please?" she begged.
Tobin swallowed, not trusting his voice to answer. Instead he let his actions speak for themselves. His hands blindly reached around and encircled her taut abs. 'Gods, she's so...firm,' he breathed in awe.
Cordelia winced at his touch, but quickly found herself melting into the villager's coarse pads. She didn't expect him to ignore her breasts and go for her stomach. 'Not like there's anything to admire there,' she mused with a wry chuckle. His reverent ministrations banished her self-loathing as contented purrs escaped her lips.
The villager used her coos and mewls to guide his hands. He quickly settled in a groove of gently rolling and tweaking the firm ridges of her shapely abs. His nose was engulfed in the long tapestry of crimson locks, giving him an unfettered access to the ocean breeze scent within her hair.
The knight grinded against his dick, giving a little attention to Tobin in return for the worship he was offering her. The villager groaned in response before he gave a few little thrusts against her full ass. His hands drifted up, caressing her sides before he reached his destination - her shoulders.
"Mmm...you've got quite the touch, Tobin," Cordelia cooed. Her sultry praise caused his already-firm desire to throb and writhe between her cheeks. She pressed herself back into his chest, giving him more room to massage her shoulders. "Oooooh," she whined, her eyes rolling back into her head
Tobin pressed on, gliding down to her biceps. His grip widened to accommodate her wide yet shapely arms, admiring and appraising how it flexed in his hands. 'Oooh Naga, this feels so wonderful,' she bit back her cry. His touch had left rivers of fire across her body, all tracing down to the inferno in her core.
"I-I can't take it anymore!" she gasped. Her lover stopped, confused at her outburst. "I n-need you in me, Tobin. Now!" she begged. Her pussy was dripping all over his dick, reinforcing the need and desire that was seeped in every labored breath.
Tobin didn't have the means or knowledge to take advantage of her desperation, not in a way that either would come to regret. Instead he obeyed her wishes, as a soldier would their superior. So in a cavernous grotto with the sunset at his back, the Zofian engaged in the Earth Mother's teachings.
Cordelia's walls were pushed aside, causing her to scrape her nails against her rock. While he couldn't stretch her out, he was deep inside her now. Her hips bucked out, pressing her sky rider's ass into his pelvis. "Oh Nagaa-aah!" she yelped.
The two settled into a brisk pace, going fast enough for their slapping skin to start to pollute their carnal cave. Her toned arms kept herself up, but were slowly being worn down as time went on. Tobin's hands were perched on her hip and shoulder, keeping her in place as he sloppily thrust into her sopping wet twat.
Tobin couldn't begin to describe what he was feeling. 'This is WAY better than a leather sheath!' he mentally panted. As he felt her velvet walls squeeze and soak his dick, it was clear that such primitive methods of self-release wouldn't sate him ever again.
Cordelia' was in heaven - the first time she'd felt this way since arriving in Askr. Her womanly cravings were being sated, even if it was by a man who was not her husband. The way the sun had cast into the grotto covered her in shadows, hiding her marked finger from her blurred sight.
Cordelia was a sweaty, slobbering mess. Her chest pressed closer and closer against her support until her rock-hard nipples were scraping against it with every She was standing only thanks to rigorous months of training for the Pegasus corps.
The villager brushed her hair aside, exposing her ear. His hand returned to her shoulder, keeping her in place as his hips slapped into her ass. The way her head was cocked, he could see the blissful look on her blush-covered face. Tobin took a chance and breathed into her lobe.
Cordelia shrieked at the sudden attack, compressing herself further into the rock. The menagerie of the breaking point, sending her already-shaky foundation tumbling beneath the roaring, orgasmic waves. "Oh gods! I'm...I'm-!"
Her walls clamped down, causing his thrusts to slow to a crawl. He struggled to hold on, keep his head above the ocean that threatened to consume him. But as Cordelia drowned, she took him with her. "C-Cord-eeeee!"
His arms gave out as he collapsed against her. His dick shot rope after rope of Zofian cum into her newly vacant womb. Their climatic cries echoed throughout the cavern before thundering out of the grotto into the setting sun...
Cordelia stirred to the feeling of cold on her bare skin.
She blinked away the post-sex stupor, trying to make some sense of her surroundings. "W-wha?" she asked.
"I brought you back into the water. Figured the cold would help you shake it off," Tobin explained. She glanced over, seeing that he was still beside her and bare. His face morphed to a sheepish grin as he continued, "In hindsight, probably shouldn't have done that. Now the water's kinda tainted."
"Heh, maybe," she chuckled. Her heart wasn't really in the mirth of the moment, as the weight of what she'd done started to bear down on her.
Yet despite having explicitly broken the vows of her missing ring and absent love...Cordelia was too at peace to feel guilt. 'Its like Robin and Anna said - what happens in Askr will not follow you back,' the knight declared.
With her sin absolved, she turned back to her young lover. "Hey...want to make it a little dirtier?" she suggested with a wry smirk.
Tobin blinked, trying to process what she was saying. 'What does she mean by 'it'? Is she talking about...oh the water,' he realized. "...I'm listening."
Cordelia's smirk widened into an impish grin. She leaned down to whisper her devious designs in his ear. Her thumb traced the back of his ear, relishing in the spasms under her ministrations and machinations.
The villager was utterly silent as she leaned back. Her words echoed in his head, slowly wrapping around his stricken mind until he was mentally encaged. "...there?" he practically whispered.
Cordelia nodded. "J-Just take it slow, please?" she asked. He vigorously nodded.
With that out of the way, the two slowly shifted into position. Cordelia shakily moved over, straddling one of Tobin's thighs. The villager felt her hot pussy rubbing against his leg, causing his body to grow warm in response. "Ready?" she asked.
The knight reached down and cupped his cheek, engaging her young lover in a soft yet deep kiss. Her other hand wrapped around his shoulder, placing her fingers around the back of his neck.
Tobin's hands weren't idle either as he followed through with her request. He reached behind her, massaging her ass in the process. He felt his fingers dig into her plush rear, relishing the perfect cushion for the horse rider. "Mmm" Cordelia cooed in his mouth, drawing his tongue out to engage in a duel of spit.
The knight shimmied up, placing herself higher on his leg. Her act gave his hands room to reach their destination - her puckered asshole. 'Here goes nothing,' he declared before giving her ring a tap.
His older lover flinched as she felt him toy with her butthole. He tried to use her distraction to dive into her mouth, but she wouldn't have any of it, instead she pushed down and ran her tongue against his bottom lip. He took the hint and withdrew his tongue. '"D-do it," she hissed.
Tobin's finger slid into her crack. The friction made it hard for him to wriggle his digit in her ass. He gave her a minute to adjust before he started to pump his finger in and out. His other hand pulled away from her ass in favor of holding her hip.
Cordelia's gasps echoed through the cave. Her heavy breath was greater than any symphony that Tobin could ever claim to hear. He settled into a lull, alternating his pumps with moments where he wriggled or prodded the inside of her butt.
"E-EYAAAAAAH!"
Her sensitive body was wracked by another mind-melting orgasm. The knight's attempts to scream were cut off as Tobin took her lips. He held her close, still fingering her puckered hole as she rode out her climax.
The villager stayed as calm as he could, managing to prolong their contact by breathing through his nose. When he felt her go limp, he pulled back and cradled her in his arm. His finger slowly pulled out before cupping her ass to hold her above the water..
Cordelia basked in the afterglow of a second earth-shattering climax. Her body felt like mush, especially thanks to the brisk grotto waters. Still, she felt herself getting hot and bothered as she bashfully revealed her final offer. "Y-you know...you're welcome to put more than a f-finger there."
Tobin gawked at her offer. He might be a little slower on picking up signs, but even he could tell what she was saying.
"I…" he started, only to stop and reconsider. He left her in anticipation before at last shaking his head and simply saying, "Thanks for the offer, but I'm happy where i'm at."
"Hmm...I think I like where you are, too," she admitted. The two admired the sunset, watching the disc sink beneath the horizon line. A part of her wanted to stay like this, yet his still-firm erection kept rubbing against her thigh. "...But looks like someone's still eager for more."
Her partner had the decency to blush and look away, eliciting a giggle from his older lover. "Can you still stand?" she asked.
"Maybe. Not for much longer though," Tobin admitted. "But I think I have something we could do...if you're interested?"
Cordelia mulled his words. 'It'd only be fair to let him choose once, right?' she decided before responding, "Well, What do you have in mind?"
He pulled back the hair from her ear and whispered his whim. Cordelia felt herself grow stiff at his desire. "R-really?" she gawked. "But I'm nothing spec-!"
His hand squeezing her shoulder killed her protests. One look at his reverent eyes made it clear that no amount of self-depreciation would dissuade him. "A-alright then," she relented.
The knight shakily rose to her feet and stumbled to back to the rock. The two stayed in the grotto this time, reaching the shallow end where on their feet were submerged. Unlike last time, she turned to face him, exposing her lithe form for his viewing pleasure.
Tobin settled between her legs, lining up his dick with her eager pussy. She watched in fascination as the shaft disappeared back into her folds. Her walls were only pushed slightly aside, but he sunk so far in she swore he was just outside her already-filled womb. "G-gods!" she cried.
Her younger lover set the pace, brisk but deep. She writhed as he ran his slender blade in and out of her quim. Her hips bucked, trying to meet his loins with every thrust. Her ass slapped against the rock with every bounce.
Tobin used their height difference to attack her neck, littering the slender flesh with all manners of nicks and licks. She threw her arm around his back. Her nails dug into the flesh between his shoulders.
The sun was below the waves now, leaving the two to fuck in the dusk. Their eyes slowly adjusted, giving them the barest sights of their respective lover. The placid crashing of waves barely registered over the slaps of sweaty skin.
It wasn't long before the two were at their final threshold. Tobin's thrusts grew sloppier as his strength dwindled to nothing. Cordelia was in slightly better shape, and instantly started to take over as her younger lover reached his limits. "I-I'm so c-c-close!" she panted.
Tobin couldn't respond, but he put in what little he had left to finishing her off. He blindly reached around to her ass and tried to find her puckered hole. His finger barely managed to pierce her ass, but the extra stimulation was enough. Cordelia shrieked, "TOBINNNNNNN!"
His ears hurt from her shriek, but Tobin tried to ignore it. He instead focused on giving her a few long, deep pumps as her pussy walls clamped down on his dick. He only made it halfway in before his final load exploded in her "Cor-DEEEE!"
Cordelia melted against the rock, babbling incoherent tongues as her brain shut down from the most vigorous climax yet. Her already-full womb was blasted with more and more of the villager's seed. She went limp, barely held between the rock and Tobin's body.
His body threatened to give out, taking the both of them back into the dangerously shallow grotto. Somehow he managed to stay upright, keeping Cordelia in place. His limp dick dropped out of her stuffed pussy, sending a few spurts of cum and quim dripping between their legs.
"Gods, that was...that was," Tobin struggled to speak. Cordelia was silent, leaving him alone with his thoughts in the growing chill of the grotto. The sounds of the ocean came back in full force, reminding him of where they were...and conjuring something that he'd long since neglected.
"Uh...did we forget about something?" he wondered aloud. Cordelia was too addled to respond, but a sudden snort made him turn in shock...to see Cordelia's steed waiting for them. Horse and man made eye contact.
"...Hi?"
"Hwheee!"
...Were we really in there for THAT long?!" Tobin gawked. Cordelia's horse snorted beside him in agreement. He'd expected a few things when they walked out. A moon-kissed, empty beach wasn't really up there.
"Seems like it," Cordelia mused. Her hand dropped away, no longer concerned about holding up her tattered bikini top. Tobin was treated to the sight of her compact chest, her nipples still hard from their earlier revelry. Her younger flame coughed into his fist, trying to hide the red on his cheeks.
The knight let go of her horse's reins, letting the white stallion gallop away. 'You've more than earned a night of free roaming, Tiamo' she silently declared. Satisfied, the knight unceremoniously crashed into the sand. She heard Tobin follow in her stead right beside her.
The two let out respective sighs, letting the stress and pleasure of the day wash over them. The fading sounds of hooves on sand melted into the gentle crashing waves. Time was of no consequence to the duo of Heroes as they basked in the cool light of the moon and stars.
"Hey…"
Cordelia cracked open an eye and turned to Tobin. "Whatever happened to Robin and Gray?" he asked...
Part 2 should be out fairly soon - it's halfway done now. Glad to be back, and I hope you all enjoyed.