Figured it was time for an Ingrid lemon.

Enjoy.


Ingrid enjoyed bathing in rivers.

She was told that they weren't the best option for cleaning ones body, but she found them to be so relaxing and convenient, especially after a long day of training and she wanted to wash off the sweat before returning to the Monastery.

Felix had taken to calling her an exhibistionist because of it, him and Mercedes having found her bathing in a river one afternoon.

As she ran her hands over her naked body she found her thoughts drifting towards the Professor, she thought Felix was hard to read sometimes but the Professor was easily the hardest and most difficult person to talk to.

He was blunt, emotionless, impossible to read and always took the most direct approach to any situation no matter how convoluted it might seem or how many steps were necessary to complete an objective, he would do it in his own most straight-forward way. Despite his many silly antics and his off-putting personality however, she found herself having developed a strong crush on him.

A crush that was borderline unhealthy.

She would find herself drifting off into thoughts and fantasies about the Professor, of her and him in situations that certainly were not appropriate given the position of the two. She would write her first name followed by his last name together in her note book, and almost turned it in alongside her homework once, had it not been for her quickly catching her embarrassing mistake.

She sighed, she wondered if her crush on the Professor would ever come to fruition, or if she should just give up on such a taboo desire.

The sound of a branch cracking caused her to spin around suddenly, facing the direction of the noise. Her eyes widening as she saw the Professor, a bow in his hand as his usual dead-panned eyes stared her down.

"P-Professor!?" Ingrid cried out. The Professor simply stared at her for a few seconds before slowly raising his free hand to cover his eyes.

"Hello Ingrid."

"W-What are you doing here!?" Ingrid quickly ducked and hid her body in the waters, hoping it was enough to obscure her nude form, her face a bright red.

"I was out hunting with Ashe, a rabbit I was tracking led me here." Byleth looked behind him towards the opening in the trees he emerged from before looking back. "Sorry...I'll take my leave..." He said before turning around and beginning to walk away.

He saw her naked, the Professor saw Ingrid naked. "I-I'm sorry you had to see me like this Professor...You must think I'm some sort of lewd woman now..." She muttered that last part to herself.

The Professor stopped and turned around to face Ingrid, having heard her murmurs. "I don't think that at all, Ingrid." He replied. Ingrid didn't say anything, glancing away. Byleth frowned slightly, approaching the edge of the river; Ingrid's face only growing redder as she retreated further into the water, attempting to hide herself. Byleth kneeled down just on the shore.

"There's nothing to be ashamed of Ingrid, I've seen plenty of people who have bathed in rivers."

Ingrid glanced up at the Professor. "Y-Yeah but...I'm a noble, a-and a woman too."

Byleth cocked his head to the side, a confused look on his usually neutral face. "What does being a noble have to do with bathing in a river?"

Ingrid sometimes forgot that the Professor wasn't in the know-how of the life of nobility, having been heavily disconnected from the culture of Fodlan for most of his life; that fact still impressed her.

"Nobles aren't really supposed to bathe in rivers..." She replied.

"Why not?"

"I-Its just not really accepted."

Byleth remained confused. "I still don't think you need to be ashamed of it, I've bathed in the river plenty of times when I was a mercenary."

"B-But no one would really care since you aren't even a noble!" She exclaimed, hoping she didn't come off too mean. The Professor didn't seem affected by it.

"I think you're overreacting."

Ingrid brought her knees closer to her chest. "M-Maybe...But you saw me naked..."

Byleth shook his head. "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."

Ingrid sighed. "It's not that, it's the fact that YOU were the one who saw me..."

"What do I have to do with anything?" Byleth asked, raising an eyebrow.

Ingrid looked away again. "I-I can't say..."

"Ingrid, you can tell me anything."

The blonde didn't say anything at first, before muttering under her breath. "I...You..."

Byleth titled his head, having not heard her. "What?"

"...Love you..." Ingrid muttered again. Byleth frowned.

"Ingrid I need you to speak up."

She groaned, shooting to her feet and turning towards the Professor. "It's because I love you!" Ingrid yelled, not caring that the Professor could see her naked body. "Do you have any idea how embarrassing it is for the person you have a crush on to see you in such a shameless state?!"

Byleth shook his head. "I don't, but you shouldn't take any shame in bathing in rivers."

Ingrid wanted to scream, he had completely missed the point. "If you don't see anything wrong with it then why don't you bathe in a river!"

Byleth seemed taken aback by this at first, before nodding. "Very well." He set his bow down and begin to strip off his clothes, Ingrid's frustration subsiding as the Professor took off more layers, until eventually he too was naked. She suddenly became aware of her own nude state and ducked down into the water again, turning away as the Professor stepped into the water behind her. Ingrid's ears burning red.

The two sat in silence afterwards, the gentle rustling of the leaves as the wind blew through the tree branches and the sound of the flowing water around them were the only sounds that were heard by the teacher and student duo. Ingrid could feel him staring a hole into the back of her head, was he waiting for her to say something?

Eventually the silence became unbearable, and she stood up. A shiver ran down her back as she felt his gaze shift and look over the back of her body.

"I-I think I'm gonna get out for now..." She said, turning and moving towards the shore, she got one foot out of the water, placing it on a rock but she slipped and fell backwards into the river; Byleth swiftly moving to catch her, the two of them falling into the water with a splash.

"Are you okay Ingrid?" Byleth asked, his hands on her shoulders. Ingrid was unable to say anything, her face a bright red as she stared down at the Professor; whose eyes stayed locked onto hers.

"Y-Yeah...T-Thanks..." She stuttered, before letting his eyes wander over his nude torso.

"Ingrid?"

She jumped, bringing her eyes back to the Professor's face.

The closeness, the water, their naked bodies only inches apart, her heavy breathing and her lust for the Professor was too much, and before she knew it she had slammed her lips against his in a heated kiss, pressing her body closer to his, her breast pressing firmly against his toned chest.

Byleth was surprised at first, his hands hovering above Ingrid's back, but he eventually placed them on her rear; Ingrid jumping a little as he did.

She felt something press against her thigh, something warm and hard, and the more she thought about it the more nervous she got as she realized exactly what she was doing, and what this could potentially lead to.

But for some reason, that potential also made her extremely excited.

Her hand trailed down his bare chest as she tentatively wrapped her hand around his member. As her fingers made contact, she jerked her back hand breaking, away from the kiss but not the closeness of their bodies. She looked up into her Professor's eyes, he doesn't tell her to go on, but, he doesn't bother stopping her. She grips him, his penis twitching as the man gives a lengthy exhale

She strokes him gently, slowly, his already impressive member hardening to full mast as she goes in for another kiss. His hands at her ass grip her passively as she works at his rod with more vigor. She moans into the kiss as his head prods at her, her core heating at how close he was, at where he was.

She positions him, angling so that their sexes touch. To her it feels like electricity, to him, it feels like fire, a warmth that he can't help but to thrust into. Because of the angle, their positions, he doesn't penetrate, or rather, much to his disappointment, can't penetrate. She heaves a breathy moan into his lips as his grip on her tightens, he pulls her closer, deepening the kiss as he slowly thrusts his hips, gently fucking her thighs as he rubs at her sex with his own.

The friction is almost too much to handle as Ingrids breaths become more shallow, and she too is gyrating her hips to meet his. The kiss is broken, she buries her face into the crook of his neck as she moans unabashedly, no longer holding in the lusts she feels.

Eventually the continuous stimulation was too much for them, and they both reached their climax, Ingrid letting out a squeal of pleasure as Byleth groaned gently, the two basking in the aftermath afterwards.

Shortly after, she felt Byleth's member press against her thigh again and she blushed deeply, yet found herself eager. She stood up from the Professor, leading him out of the river by his hand and laying back on the grass, pulling the stoic man on top of her.

"Hey...Can we go all the way?" She asked timidly, Byleth stared blankly at her. "I'm not sure if we should..."

The blonde frowned. "Why not? We've already done this much..."

Byleth shook his head. "I know, but I don't want you regretting this." He answered, Ingrid only smiled in response and embraced his lips with hers again, pulling away after a brief second.

"I won't regret this Professor. I love you too much to regret it."

Byleth didn't say anything, eventually nodding, leaning up and away from her, positioning his solid member at her entrance, Ingrid breathing heavily as he slowly inserted it inside of her, moans slipping out of her mouth the deeper he went.

She squirmed more with each inch, her eyes shutting tightly as she squirmed beneath him. She was sensitive before, but now, so soon after her release, the pleasure was immeasurable. Her chest heaved, toes curling, her arms wrapped around his neck. Her hands trailing his upper back, touching his muscles, fingers applying pressure as is find a grip.

Slowly the professor inserted himself, he too feeling just as flustered despite not showing it. It was clear that she was taking him in, not just his manhood, but with how her body acted, it was as if she was taking all of him. She wrapped her legs around his waist, as if you pull him in deeper. Yes, deeper, as if two would become one. She was taking him in, all of him. Even the ever stoic Byleth hitched his breath, clenching his jaw as he made it to the halfway point.

"P... Profesoooooor" Ingrid moaned. She looked to him needingly through half lidded eyes. A tear ran down her cheek. If Byleth's heart could beat, he was sure it would skip as he looked at his student eyeing him with pure want. The way she squirmed, the way she moaned, even her watery dreamy eyes, he could tell. She was in euphoria, experiencing untold pleasure.

He speed his descent into her core, leaning down to plant a chaste kiss on her lips. "My name" he groaned huskily. She pulled into another kiss, this one less chaste as their tongue explored one another. "Byleth," she breathily moaned.

And with that, he couldn't hold back. Withdrawing ever slightly, he thrust completely in, bottoming her out and causing her back to arch. She called his name once more, this time near yelling it as her eyes snapped wide open and her legs untangled themselves to instead point straight up. Her entire body quivered as she was wracked by an intense orgasm. Her mouth remained open and yet no sound came out as she clutched him closely, her nails digging into muscle as she held on for dear life. Even her slick cavern tightened in spasming shock, gripping him to an almost painful degree. He could do nothing but hold her close as she rode it out, all the while he too braced for the storm, doing all he can to deal with gripping wet heat. It was now his turn to bury his face in her shoulder, doing all he can to hold on out of pleasurable desperation.

He moaned. "Ingrid..." His hot breath on her skin sent a chill down her spine, shaking her to her core as a light quiver racked her body once more, causing her to moan out. Her sex released and clenched once more as ripples shook her body. Her arms and legs, no, all her muscles felt heavy and tired. She breathed heavily, her chest heaved as she took in mouthfuls of oxygen as her limbs went limp.

But she could feel him. Feel him inside her, feel him all the way to her womb. And he was not limp. In fact, focusing on him his hazy eyes, she could see that his whole body was rigid. His muscles clenched as he lay over her. Face still buried away, now positioned into her chest, she couldn't see what expression he was making, if any. He held on. He held back. For her sake.

She didn't need to see his face. Gently, her arms wrapped around his head, his breath hitching in response. All she needed was his ear. "Byleth" she spoke in an intoxicated voice. Just saying his name was enough to make his burning rod twitch. She couldn't help but to moan at the sensation, their reactions feeding into one another. "Please... take me"

He wasted no time. Pulling out nearly all the way, Ingrid had no time to mourn the absence of him filling her before he thrust in, harsh and desperate. But this time, he couldn't control himself. He penetrated deeply, as deep as before, but he couldn't hold back any longer as he took her completely, his hips working swiftly as he rammed her with a frenzied hunger. The head of his penis repeatedly rammed her cervix, as if trying to force it's way in. Her juices made a mess, the repeated strikes to her core pushed her over the edge more. Her body squeezed him tightly, her convulsions wracking her mind as with each powerful thrust that hit her deepest parts made her see stars. She wrapped her limbs around him once more as she moaned and shrieked incomprehensible sounds. This time, she was the one holding on while he rode his pleasures out.

"B-B-Byleeeeeeth" she babbled, her body convulsing under ecstasy. He could only groan in response. He could feel her clenching once more, the friction becoming unbearable. Her tunnel gripped him so tight it felt as if it was a vice. Her body seemed as if it would never let go, but he was at his end. Pulling out once more, he drove his might down, erupting inside her.

Ingrid shrieked as she felt Byleth come, molten ropes that seemed to burn her insides in the most mind shatteringly way possible as she was swept away by a current of pleasure. She could feel it inside her, it coated all of her. His size already filled her completely, leaving his seed to spill out.

The two heaved, unable to move as Byleth pulled out of her and rolled onto his back.

After a few minutes, Ingrid shot up, her ears a bright red as she slowly turned her head to look at the Professor.

"S-Sorry..."

Byleth didn't say anything, instead tilting his head to the side. "For?"

"F-For making you do all those things with me..."

Byleth smiled, leaning up and wrapping and arm around her. "Don't be, I did it because I wanted too." He said, Ingrid nodding timidly.

As they got dressed Byleth noticed a rabbit hop by them, stopping briefly to inspect a bush before hopping off.

Now fully clothed, Ingrid stood shyly in front of the Professor.

"S-So...Um...What now?"

Byleth tilted his head. "What do you mean?"

Ingrid blushed harder. "A-Are we just gonna move on and forget all this happened or..."

Byleth shook his head. "Of course not, I wouldn't mind doing this again with you."

"O-Oh...Really?" Ingrid asked, perking up slightly.

Byleth nodded. "Yes, bathing in rivers can be very convenient and relaxing after all." He smiled. "And it can be fun with someone else."

Ingrid wasn't sure if he completely missed the point, or hit it dead on. Regardless she smiled back and nodded her head. "I agree, Professor."


Finally got that done! I swear, everytime I make an Ingrid chapter it is always a pain in my ass.

A huge shout out to T.S. Atlas, who wrote the smut whereas I just wrote the beginning and the dialog. If you haven't checked him out yet I recommend you do, he's got his own Three Houses fic he's working on. Course he uploads slow so cut him a bit of slack.

Sorry for the long silence, I took a brief break as my mental and physical health was taking a decline, I'm a lil better now so hopefully chapters will be a little more frequent.

Until next time.