Powerful Passion

Effie x Hector

Submitted by: Omega-Neos

"Ugh...not again..." Effie groaned as she stared at the destroyed training dummy before her. The basic training regamine within the walls of Askr's barracks was fairly simple unless instructed otherwise. With this in mind, many of the heroes from all over time often spend their time in the training area. Sparring with one another or training dummies for hitting were the only real choices. Fearing that she might actually hurt someone, Effie often takes to the training dummies for practice. Unfortunately however, this was the third dummy she had broken this week alone, and they weren't exactly easy to construct due to their lack of resources.

"You should try using your strength to stop your blows from destroying them...what kind of trainin' is that? Though, they won't be too thrilled for destroying another one," Effie sighed as she sat back on a bench and partook in some water. Unlike Effie however, many of the swordsman, axeman, and lancers that attacked the training dummies found it more than a little difficulty to actually damage and break them. Even mighty heroes like Chrom would be putting all their strength into their training, leaving with a good workout instead of regrets and time wasted. Popping her neck, she rose back onto her feet, grabbing her lance off the ground to return to her normal stature.

Walking back to another dummy, she decided it would be better to practice moving with her swings instead of just using her brute force. Laying down her shield, she took the lance into both hands, taking a swing at the dummy from overhead. Effie shouted with her strength immediately taking off the head of the dummy. She sighed then practiced quick thrusts, each one leaving a remarkable dent in the dummy's chest and stomach. Taking thrust after thrust, the dummy eventually snapped off of its harness, broken and chopped up into two pieces. She shrugged off the broken dummy.

"Maybe I should get some food, I'm starting to get a little grumpy," Effie said. As she turned to head towards the corridor away from the training room, yells of anger and determination grabbed a hold of her ears. She turned around to see a large man with an axe, chopping down dummy after dummy with single swings. Effie stared in amazement; never before had she seen such raw power out of anyone but herself. On top of his might, he had the looks of a powerful lord, which caught her eye immediately. Curiously, she made her way over to where the mighty lord fought, leaning his rather large axe against the post of another destroyed dummy.

"Whew! I was able to get five down with one go this time, not too shabby if I say so myself," Hector said, wiping his brow. He felt light shaking of the ground coming from his right, immediately turning his attention to the rather large woman that stood before him.

"Your might is pretty amazing friend, I've never seen such raw power in someone else before," Effie said, her usual composure slightly wayning from Hector's presence. Hector laughed and shook his head, picking his axe back up and resting it on his shoulder.

"And you're quite the woman to be able to carry all that armor. You must struggle to get around," Hector said with a grin. Effie huffed, ready to prove to Hector that the armor wasn't just for show.

"Not really, it actually feels pretty light. My shield and my armor are like clothes to me," Effie replied. Hector tilted his head to the side, really getting a good look at her whole body and the armor she so casually wore.

"She must have one hell of a figure underneath that armor if it's as heavy as she says...that's a lot of weight to lift on an everyday basis," Hector smirked, gazing over her once more. Effie couldn't help but to feel a little warm from Hector's gaze, after all, she was still a woman. She shook it off as he held out his hand.

"Let me feel how heavy that shield is, the way you move around with it it seems like it'd be pretty light," Hector said as Effie mashed the bottom of it in the ground with a poomf, leaving it upright.

"It'll be easier if you grab it while it's standing up," Effie replied casually. Effie stepped back to allow Hector get beside it. Gripping the handle inside tightly, he then hoist the heavy metal out of the ground and into the air.

"Good God...how can a woman carry this in her off hand?! Even I'm slightly struggling with it...it seems I've underestimated her abilities," Hector said to himself as he shifted around with her shield in his hand. Effie was amazed to see someone who could even lift her shield, much less move around with it so fluidly. Stopping his quick movements, Hector stopped and let the shield fall back into its current place, digging itself into the ground like a sign post.

"Most impressive, that's a fine shield you wield. It's pretty astonishing to find a woman with so much strength. You must train everyday don't you?" Hector asked as Effie effortlessly removed her shield from the ground.

"Eat. Move. Train. With each meal that I have, it's putting another brick on the wall that I serve to be, how about you? What's your training like?" Effie replied. Hector took note of the simple routine, wondering if that was actually enough for such strength to be achieved. However, Hector wasn't one to over think things and took it at base value.

"It's very simple, I just keep swinging my axe. If I wish for more weight, I simply latch on things like logs and stones, things that I can keep in place with rope. From time to time, as my axe wears down, I have it reforged, and tell the smith to make it larger or to use heavier metals in its construction. If you want you can try picking it up and swinging it a little, go ahead, just be careful not to let it drag you around instead of the other way around," Hector grinned, pointing over to his axe that rested against the post. Effie laid down her shield and lance as she approached the intimidating weapon of death. She noticed while Hector was training with it that he was swinging it around with one hand, so with a brave attempt, Effie tried to raise it with a single arm. Grasping a hold of it tightly, Effie slowly lifted it into the air, her arm actually struggling from the sheer weight of the mighty axe.

"Whoa...this thing really IS heavy," Effie groaned, lifting it up to rest it on her shoudler. In that position she was able to relax, it was like lifting a person and swinging them around. Giving it a few swings with both hands, she found that Hector's words rang true, finding it difficult to maintain her center of balance with each hefty swing.

"What is this thing made out of? I'd love to get a shield this heavy for trainin'," Effie asked in astonishment, attempting to swing with one hand with minimal difficulty.

"It's made of pure, tempered silver, one of the heaviest materials in Ostia. Getting a shield of that size made from this material would literally cost a soldier 4 years of pay. I'm not sure how it is where your from, but you would have to have some serious gold to reinforce that monster of a shield," Hector said with a chuckle. Effie smiled back at the kind lord's words, she hadn't ever met anyone quite like him before, and meeting him now was a pleseant surprise. Carefully handing the axe back to him, Effie then smirked and grabbed her shield and lance back up off the ground.

"Sorry but I gotta go, I gotta find Lady Elise and see how she's doing. I'm going to be trading off with her other retainer so that he can have some time to himself. Hopefully we can spar sometime, I'd love to see what you're capable of," Effie said, nodding her head and turning away.

"Hey! I never got your name!" Hector called out quickly, not letting her move another inch. She stopped dead in her tracks, turning only a slight to capture his view.

"I'm Effie, retainer to Lady Elise, Princess of Nohr. And you are?" Effie replied. Hector shot her a big smirk as he rested his axe on his shoulder.

"I'm Hector, head General of Ostia. How about we spar tonight instead of later? Surely you train in the evening as you do in the morning and afternoon. What do you say to that?" Hector asked, popping his neck after removing his axe from his shoulder.

"I'd like that, see you later then," Effie said with a smile as she turned and trounced away. Eliwood caught wind of the conversation seeing that he was training none too far from their position. With a smirk, he sheathed Durandal, turning towards Hector with curiosity in his eyes as he approached him.

"Who was that woman? She looked like she could wrestle a bear," Eliwood smirked, at Hector, very aware of what type of women he was attracted to. Hector let his axe hit the ground head first, now using it as a stand.

"That right there Eliwood was a REAL woman. Her name is Effie, she's apparently a retainer for a princess here," Hector replied.

"Effie huh, that's a rather feminine name for a woman so brutish. That's one lucky princess because there isn't much that I could see taking that woman down. I saw a bit of chemistry between the two of you, I don't suppose you're trying to make way with that woman are you?" Eliwood replied with a chuckle, causing Hector to turn to him, his face chiseled with confidence.

"You better believe it, women like that are rarer than diamonds and jewels. Just picture what her body will look like when all that armor's off of her frame, quite the sight isn't it?" Hector suggested, nudging Eliwood in the side. Eliwood closed his eyes and thought for a moment, trying to picture her as Hector saw her.

"Her physique would certainly be nothing short of extraordinary, a bit too much for me though," Eliwood said with laughter, giving Hector a firm pat on his shoulder. It was rare that Hector really spoke up about a woman, so Eliwood knew there had to be something special about her that a normal man wouldn't be able to see. After about 15 minutes of trouncing around, Effie finally found Elise, who was smiling and laughing with one of the young dragon girls that were spread throughout the Askran barracks.

"Wow! You can turn into a big dragon just like my big brother and sister?! That's so cool!" Elise said, giggling with the young Tiki that sat before her on the ground.

"It's nothing too special, I mean several of us young dragons can transform without any difficulty at all. What's truly remarkable is that you would openly confront each of us with such grand kindness. Back in my world, that would be the bravest of the brave," Tiki's posh accent rang, both of them still smiling and laughing. Effie just smiled as she watched at a short distance, trying not to disturb the young princess during her social time. Arthur quickly noticed Effie making her way towards them, jumping into action and rushing to her side.

"Welcome back dear Effie, Elise is having a bountifully good time with some of the apparent younger members of the barracks, why I haven't seen her smile in such a way in years!" Arthur proclaimed, reinforcing Effie's smile to keep it on her face.

"That's great. Ready to switch? It's time for my shift to watch her," Effie said, Arthur seemed astonished at the time, as if it had run past him without a single hint.

"My, has it been that long? I hadn't even noticed. To be honest I was hoping that I could stay on a bit further, the stories that this young dragon carries are truly remarkable! You could stay with us and listen in if you would like," Arthur replied, moving next to Elise and plopping to her side. Crossing his legs, he began to listen in as curiously as Elise as Tiki began telling them of another tale when she was accompanying Marth and Caeda. Effie simply smirked, shaking her head then giving Arthur a firm pat on the shoulder.

"It's all you, I'm going to get something to eat," Effie said quietly before moving on from their position. The mess hall was like a second home to Effie; whenever she was done training, unless she was Elise, she would immediately make her way there to fuel up for another training session. All of the chefs had to prep themselves diligently and quickly whenever Effie enters the room or else they won't be able to meet her demand of food that she so graciously eats one piece at a time. Today was no exception, immediately piling all forms of meat, dairy, and vegies that she would then be ingesting for the next 20 minutes.

"I better eat up, I don't want to lose my sparring match later. I gotta continue to prove to Lady Elise that no one can best me in a test of strength," Effie said, grabbing a roll to dig her pearly white teeth into. It wasn't uncommon for others to stare at the mass amounts that she ate, in fact many watched on in amazement as she would devour everything, leaving nothing left. This time however, she found her face grow a slight bit warm as Hector walked in and locked his sights on her.

"That's quite a plate you got there, do you plan to eat that all on your own?" Hector said, sitting across from her at the table. Effie gazed into his dark, powerful eyes then returned her attention to her plate, her stomach practically eating itself.

"This is nothin', I can eat a lot more than this, but I only do that when there's a tough battle ahead that requires endurance," Effie said, destroying the roll with her hunger then grabbing a hold of a chicken leg.

"I've never seen a woman with such a large appetite, very impressive," Hector said, propping his chin in his hand as he watched. Her eyes kept shifting from her food and back to him repetitively as she continued to indulge in her plethra of food, curious as to why he would sit and stare at her further.

"Is there somethin' you need Hector?" Effie paused, ferociously chewing her food as she returned her eyes to his once more.

"Yeah, I thought of a better place for us to spar so we won't cause as much of a ruckus. What do you say we do it outside? There's a nice clearing just outside of the back gate that would be perfect for our bout," Hector suggested, still maintaining perfect eye contact with Effie. She averted her eyes meekly only occasionally returning hers to his.

"Yeah, sure, that'll work," Effie said dismissively. Hector simply smirked, rising to his feet as Effie returned her attention to her miniature feast.

"The way he looks at me is so strange...is he trying to size me up?" Effie said to herself as she dug into another slab of meat. Hector couldn't help but smirk to himself as he grabbed his axe that was leaning against a pillar just outside the doors to the mess hall.

"I never thought I'd say this, but I'm feeling warm inside for the first time in awhile, I hope she fights as well as she is strong, that will show me if she is what I am looking for," Hector said, taking a hefty breath before returning to the training area. The rest of the day ran smoothly; Arthur and herself accompanied Elise around the barracks, conversing with all the colorful tenants that resided within while Hector prepped himself for the sparing match to which he hoped ended in a victory on multiple fields. Both Effie and Hector grinned and tightened up their armor as they peered out the windows of the barracks. The sun beginning to set was the perfect time and weather for a bout, to which neither of them was planning to lose. Stepping out the back gate of the barracks, Hector waited patiently as Effie made her way to it.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, I had to hustle here from the West Wing," Effie said, popping her neck. Hector was yet again amazed; not only was she incredibly strong, it appeared she was also rather mobile. Stretching his masculine arms to pop his joints he raised up his axe and let rest upon his shoulder as he awaited Effie to get into position. Taking a deep breath, she got into her battle stance, waiting for Hector to give the word.

"What do you say we put a wager on this. The loser has to do whatever the winner wants," Hector said, smiling like a kid in a candy store. Effie couldn't see the harm in such a wager, especially since she hadn't ever been defeated in one on one combat.

"I accept, now let's get this going!" Effie shouted. Hector immediately took the initiative, charging at Effie like a bull blinded by red. She stood firm, carefully solidifying her stance to prepare for the first blow. Hector then leapt forward into the air, shouting as he used both hands to swing down at her. Effie clenched her teeth as she raised her shield, her whole weight being shoved back by the power of his strike.

Effie shoved her shield forward, pushing Hector off then taking a firm step forward with a power thrust of her lance. Hector quickly smacked it aside with his axe before making another fierce swing to her side. Effie gave out a battle cry as she used her might to bash the axe away, fiercly swing her lance with a wide ranged horizontal swipe. To her surprise, Hector was able to hault her swing with his heavy arm guard against the staff portion of her lance, snapping his hand around it with a strong grasp before swinging at her again. Effie tried to tear her lance from his grasp but failed, forcing her to let go of it to use her full strength to push back his axe once more. Hector threw her lance to the side, grinning as he placed his axe on his shoulder.

"You've been disarmed, ready to surrender?" Hector said confidently. Suddenly, Effie burst into a sprint, charging as fiercly as she could with her shield held firm. Hector grunted as he put all of his strength into a swing upon it, the curve of it sliding his axe off before bashing him back. Effie then quickly retrieved her lance, holding it firmly as she made a charge.

"Don't underestimate me!" Effie shouted, borishly swinging the lance horizontally once more. This time she managed to only have the pointed in at his frame, knocking him to the side after taking a hit to his armor. He let out a short grunt before returning to his feet completely.

"That hurt pretty good, it looks like this spar is turning into full on combat. ALRIGHT, NO MORE HOLDING BACK!" Hector shouted, whirling his axe over his head as if it were made of air. Like a mighty steed, Hector began charging Effie at top speed, causing her to quickly shift her position. Right on top of her, Hector smashed his axe into Effie's shield, cracking it right in the dead center. Effie's face was staring in disbelief as Hector began tearing her shield apart with massive swing after massive swing.

"Not good, not good!" Effie grunted, using her body to shove the shield against him as hard as she could to push off his onslaught of blows. Hector backed off, breathing heavily as the weight of his axe began to wear him down. His grin grew wider, noticing that Effie wasn't nearly as worn down as he was since she was merely on defense.

"So that's her game...no wonder she's so damn tough, she's trained her defenses to be flawless. This is getting really exciting now!" Hector said, wiping his forehead. His side where he was struck was beginning to burn, the pain slowly sitting in as he regained his breath. Gritting his teeth he maintained a smile as he continued to stare her down.

"Looks like I have to end this soon or she'll outlast me...man I hate endurance matches," Hector said, lifting his axe back onto his shoulder.

"Had enough? Because I'm far from done over here!" Effie shouted out, wiping her sweat from her brow as well.

"If he barrages me like that again, my shield's gonna give out...I can't believe how strong he is, it's like literally tackling a wild bull!" Effie said to herself, smirking back at Hector. Effie then charged Hector with Hector following suit. With battle cries echoing the air, the two titans clashed with loud stinging scream of metal slicing the air. Hector swung with all of his might, forcing Effie to guard. Deflecting the first blow, Effie found her center of balance leave her, forcing to her to shift her frame down to a half kneel. Striking down on her again, she raised her shield one last time, only to have it turn to scrap metal from the blow.

"I'm not out yet!" Effie cried, tossing the useless remains of her trusty shield to the side. She used her lance to push away from Hector before grasping onto it with both hands. Immediately gaining her footing, she made strong thrusts at Hector, doing all she could to keep him at her weapon's reach. Hector narrowly avoided her fierce thrusts, with many close calls that would put him to the ground. Running out of fuel, Hector began guarding the thrusts with his axe, trying to find the right moment to strike. Effie then raised up her lance, swinging down as hard as she could overhead. Hector smiled wide as he swung at it like a baseball bat, chopping its steel body in half. Effie's eyes widened as she found herself unarmed now staring as Hector's gaze faced the ground.

"I guess that means I win..." Hector said, slowly raising his head to see Effie now in his face. Hector stared in surprise, unable to swing his axe at such close quarters, Effie snapped her vice grip of a grasp onto his arm. Losing the grip on his axe and being tossed aside, Hector found himself at a loss of words from the exchange.

"I said I'm not out yet!" Effie said, smirking as she clashed her grasp with his. It was if two bears were wrestling one another, each one fighting for dominance with all their might. Effie knocked Hector off of her with a stern kick, now throwing a punch at him without hesitation. Hector growled loudly, grasping her and shifting his weight. Effie found herself lose her footing, now being put face first into the ground with Hector restraining her arm from behind.

"I said I win," Hector said with a triumphant laugh. After struggling for a few minutes, Effie final gave into his power, tapping onto the ground to show that she had given up. Hector then released her wrist, grasping onto her arm tightly to help her back up to her feet. Both of them catching their breath, Hector moved over to Effie, who was now using her knees as crutches to stay standing.

"That was a battle well fought, you have got to be one of the toughest opponents I have ever fought. Your strength, your tenacity, and your devotion, all of these things are in full abundance within you. I honestly didn't think a woman like you could exist, so finding you now is like finding a true treasure. Say...Effie, since I won, why don't we..." Hector's words were cut short as Effie wiped her mouth and rose her head, face red from both exhaustion and passion. She quickly rose up her hands and grasped a hold of his face, pressing her lips firmly to his. Before he could respond she then backed off from him, now averting her eyes nervously as her blushing grew perfuse.

"I uh...I'm usually never this bold, and I'm not very good at this stuff...but I can't stop what my body feels..." Effie said, her powerful voice now shaking. Hector blunk a few times from surprise then smiled, knowing that his true objective was now achieved.

"I...feel the same way. So, since I won, I want you to come with me to my chambers and give me a back message, alright?" Hector said, grabbing his axe from the ground. Effie smiled warmly, a strange force of passionate emotions coursing through her like a wild river.

"Yeah, I'd like that," Effie replied. Walking through the hall was rather awkward; with both of them drenched in sweat and sharing rosey cheeks, people could easily assume what the two of them were up to. However, the both of them never cared much about others thoughts, especially now with each other on their minds instead. A 10 minute walk felt like an hour as they trounced, both of them about to collapse from exhaustion and from the massive amounts of weight they both wore, so finally getting to Hector's quarters was a literal load off their shoulders.

As the door shut behind them, Effie wasted no time in undoing her buckles and restraints that held her armor to her. Hector watched lovingly as Effie stripped off her armor, the true shape of her body slowly being revealed to him. Following in her footsteps, Hector wasted no time either in getting his armor to the ground until he was in nothing but his under clothes, to which Effie stripped down to as well. Their eyes gazed over one another, their hearts racing as the impressive physiques of the both of them became clear. To no surprise, Hector found Effie rather busty beneath all of her armor, with her thighs and arms toned to utter perfection. It was like gazing upon a bold feminine statue carved out of bronze. Effie as well noticed Hector's muscular frame, every flinch and flex showing his life-long efforts. She also noticed a considerable amount of scars as well, showing that he had seen more than a few rough battles.

"I'm ready when you are, though, I'm not really good at this kinda stuff..." Effie said, waiting for Hector to move onto his bed. He then leaned towards Effie, planting an affectionate kiss on her cheek. He then threw his shirt from his body before sliding on top of his rather large bed.

"No worries, your hands are strong enough to really work my back, which is rare to find. Just do your best, I'm sure it'll feel great," Hector said as Effie slowly crawled on top of him. She hesitantly reached down, sliding her hands over each of his many scars that had tattoo'd themselves into his flesh until finally reaching around his shoulders.

"Wondering about the scars?" Hector said as Effie gave his shoulders a firm grasp and release. She found herself having to use her full strength to message out all the knots in his impressive muscles, giving her somewhat of a work out as she began.

"They are like a map, with each destination being another battlefield," Effie stated, rolling his muscles in her hands and she grasped hard. Hector made an occasional grunt of discomfort as Effie ironed him out with her strength.

"Good analogy, that's basically what it is. I've seen many battlefields in my time, and these scars are a firm reminder of how hard I fought to survive," Hector said as Effie shifted onto his rear to put her weight on the middle of his back.

"I've never seen someone who had seen so much combat and lived to tell about it...you really are something else Hector," Effie said softly, Hector grunts of pain causing her to hesitate.

"Those are good grunts, keep going," Hector replied, helping Effie relax as she continued to move down his body.

"When you become a general in Ostia, it's from surviving as many battles as lives lost in war. I've earned all of these scars like medals of honor to add prestige to my title," Hector groaned as Effie dug her knuckles into his lower back, forcing pressure onto them to really get into his muscles harder. They stayed that way for minutes on end, until Hector began to push himself up. Effie slid off of him as he rose into a sit.

He then grinned at Effie and took her by the hand, laying onto his back and pulling her on top of him. Hector could feel Effie's heart race like a horse, her body now shaking from her nerves and desires. Effie sat her rear against Hector's crotch, pressing her hands onto his chest as he looked up into her eyes.

"My God, you are absolutely beautiful," Hector said, caressing her cheek with his hand. She closed her eyes and held his hand to her face as it grew warmer still.

"I've never been called beautiful before...it's really strange..." Effie said, releasing his hand. Hector smirked and shook his head, now running his hands down her arms.

"You have the perfect body Effie; Strong, beautiful, and fully built. I can't imagine why any man wouldn't call you beautiful," Hector said, Effie's face now red from embarassment.

"It's probably because they know I could snap them in half like a twig. Most men back in Nohr are afraid of a woman with so much muscle," Effie said, gasping softly as his hands slid down her sides. Firmly pressing against her while moving his hands, Hector finally made his way to the bottom of her shirt that clung to her tightly from her sweat. Gently grasping it, Effie looked at him, raising her arms to allow him to remove her shirt off completely. Effie felt a strange movement under her rear as her body was revealed to Hector, his eyes struggling to find a starting point on her amazing frame.

"Then the men in Nohr are a bunch of pansies that just can't handle a real woman like yourself," Hector said with a grin, causing Effie to blush heavily once again. Hector rested his hands upon her rear, slowly sliding them up her sides then eventually gently cupping her breasts.

"These are quite a handful, how do you manage to not have back problems from battling so much?" Hector asked curiously. Effie then leaned forward, gently grinding her crotch against his as her lips moved within inches of his own.

"You talk too much," Effie whispered, her chest now smooshed up against his own. Hector smiled then gently grasped her rear with his hands. He then gently kissed upon her lips, which grew from meek to savage within minutes. It was if talking were merely a seal, waiting to be broken to unleash their urges.

Moans and groans began to fill the room as their lips fought for dominance, Effie forcefully grinding her body against Hector's as if warming him up in the cold of winter. Effie leaned forward, giving Hector an invitation to pleasure her chest as she reached behind her, resting her palm over his member that boldly surpassed the waistline of his bottoms. Hector grasped on her breasts roughly, kissing and licking against them, causing Effie to moan boarishly into the open air. She began stroking his member through his bottoms, astounded by its sheer mass.

Effie then sat up right on his stomach, turning to get a better grasp on his bottoms. The sound of ripping fabric filled Hector's ears as Effie literally tore his bottoms in half at his crotch. She then reached down to her own bottoms, shredding them off of her with minimal effort.

"Sorry, they were in the way," Effie said, now rubbing her moist crevice along Hector sizely member. Moans left his lips as the warm fluids coated him, his urges rising to unspeakable levels. Hector wrapped one of his masculine arms around Effie, forcing her lips down to his while using his other hand to line up his throbbing member with her warm, moist snatch. Effie then pushed off from him, slamming her crevice down on his length roughly, crying out as he hit all her walls. Effie began to shake and grip tightly on Hector's chest, letting their bodies become more acquainted.

"You're...really big...I-I like it..." Effie winced, smiling at him as his own face grew slightly red.

"And you're really tight...I like that also," Hector said with a smirk as he gripped onto to Effie's rear harshly. Effie cried out passionately as she began to work her hips, moving up his member that her crotch squeezed so tightly then slamming down again, using her full strength. Hector found himself clenching his body tight as she rode his large length harshly.

"G-Good God...this feels amazing..." Hector grunted, moving his hands to her waist. He grasped tightly around her sides, now using his own strength to help Effie go harder. With every yank and fall, Effie began brutishly crying out, helpless to fight the pleasure as her eyes fluttered and her lips quivering with every movement. The bed that they were on began bashing against the stone walls of his room with every down thrust, cracking the beds posts and frame little by little.

"DON'T STOP, GOD DON'T STOP!" Effie yelled, her nails now digging harshly into Hector's chest. The pain and pleasure being bestowed on him only wanted to make him run wild, pounding her down on him harder and harder until Effie lost control of her voice.

"AH!" Effie let out a masculine yell, her body tensing up as she came to a climax. As Hector continued to thrash into her, Effie began to pant aloud, desperately trying to voice her overwhelming pleasure so that her body wouldn't break. She gripped onto Hector's body like a vice, now kissing and whining against his lips as loud groans left his throat.

"E-EFFIE!" Hector yelled, his hands gaining a death grasp on her waist to slam his length in, its twitching and throbbing resulting in a flood of his seed to burst inside of her. Effie tried to move her body on him but Hector forcibly restrained her, knowing that he was to lose his mind if she kept going. Their lips aggressively attacked each other, they're tongues and moans still growing between them as they shared their moment of clarity.

"A-Again...can you go again?" Effie groaned desperately, her arms now grasping around his neck. He could feel Effie still twitching, shivering and shifting on his shaft as his seed began to ooze from her crevice and down to his pelvis.

"Yeah, I can. Lay back..." Hector said, catching his breath. Effie gently kissed him once more, slowly moving off of his still erect member. She watched his nectar pour from her flooded crevice, blushing heavily as it dripped all over his crotch. She then laid onto her back, her legs spread out as she regained her breath as well. He reached down and used his seed that was all over his crotch as a lubricant, stroking his member ever so slightly to prep it for use again. Crawling over to her, Hector moved her muscular legs over his shoulders to give him a stronger access. Effie latched her hands behind Hector's neck as she tried to untense her legs so that it wouldn't feel they were being strained. Hector smiled in her eyes as she shifted stray hairs from her forhead to give it a gentle kiss.

"You really are beautiful," Hector sighed, allowing Effie to smile as he shifted his body forward. Effie groaned and tensed up, her body straining against Hector as he slid his manhood back in, completely filling her soaked and flooded crevice once more. Without hesitation, Hector moved his body up so that he was now using his weight along with his strength to pound into her. Effie forced her lips to his as he began smashing his length inside her, her nether lips gripping tightly around it as if forcing him to go harder. They began to share moans and groans as their lips pressed harshly, each of them letting their sounds echo in their mouths. Effie's boarish voice groaned and moaned loudly into his lips, forcing his groans to sound from his throat as he thrashed around inside her. The bed again began to creak loudly, the posts and frame again slamming against the walls of his room.

"Geh! I'm starting to feel dizzy," Hector said to himself as he found his body overheating from the pleasure between them. Effie noticed Hector's eyes beginning to fade in and out a little, realizing that the amount of power he was putting into his thrusts was immense by any man's standards. She shifted her legs from his shoulders as she cried out, now harsly grasping behind Hector's head. Clenching his hair tightly, she forced his face into her bossom to rest his eyes as he went. Hector groaned and growled into her chest as he began kiss wildly between them, causing Effie to grip his hair tighter as he went.

"I-I'm going to break!" Effie groaned loudly, letting out a small yelp of pain and pleasure with each thrust. Hector began yelling into her chest, his member twitch and throbbing wildly inside of her to the point of losing it. Effie wrapped her legs around his waist as his seed poured inside her once more, the feeling of his fluids mixing with hers causing her to cry out as well. The two of them found themselves tensed up and panting, their stamina growing thin as they slowed their pace. Effie released his head, allowing him to move up and kiss her lovingly as he kept his throbbing length inside of her. The two of them blushed and smiled into each other's eyes as they became one, the pleasure overtaking them becoming sweet and blissful. Although both of them were bears on the battlefield, in the bedroom, they were strong and passionate lovers.