Author's Note: Welp, here it is, this is it, the finale to Morgan & the MILFs, just in time for the 3rd year anniversary. So let me just say thank you really quick! Whether you've been reading this story since back then, or just joined form the last chapter, or somewhere in the time in between, thanks, I appreciate it. So without further delay, here it is, Morgan & the MILFs finale chapter, with the ultimate MILF Fire Emblem has to offer!


Morgan couldn't resist the yawn that passed through his lips, tilting his head up to do so. He could make out the blue sky that was lit by the early rising sun, yet dimmed by the treeline above them which casted patterned shadows over the path.

Morphing his yawn into a small stretch, Morgan extended his arms up and arched his chest forward to curve his back. He let out a small sigh as he felt a nice pop occur in his shoulder and spine that helped to loosen him up. Relaxation in turn came easier for him as he continued walking down this forest path with his current companion, one who he couldn't help but allow his eyes to wander over as she walked gracefully in front of him.

Her hips held a small strut as she carried herself with such grace and confidence that could solemnly be replicated in others. Her body clad in a striking, crimson red dress that managed to be very flattering to her figure, while not being obscene. At least, not enough for someone to tell her should they dare, considering her entire being could only be described as divine.

"Morgan, while I appreciate the sentiment, If you focused too much on me I fear it'll only be a matter of time before you trip over something."

Tiki's voice cut through and over the forest's peaceful atmosphere filled with chirping birds and whistles from the wind, snapping Morgan out of his trance. His eyes rose from the entrancing tease of her covered rump up towards her face, revealing that her head was half-turned to him so that she could flash him half a knowing grin with her eye.

Morgan couldn't help but chuckle after having been so easily caught. He looked away to the side and rubbed the back of his neck as he picked up his pace to walk side by side with her.

"Your eyes have been wandering quite a bit recently. After holding up rather well at first, I have to ask, is it truly that hard for you to handle our current arrangement?" Tiki asked, her voice calm as she asked him a genuine question, glancing at him in mild curiosity while doing so.

Morgan thought on how to best respond, quickly choosing the route of honesty with a sigh passing through his lips, "Yeah. I mean, I've been getting so used to well... it . Especially ever since we went on that trip to the outrealm. So to just have it cut off is well...it's something I didn't know could be so challenging until right now." He admitted.

Tiki flashed him a smile that while sympathetic, was also playful, "I suppose it is natural, you were rather busy. From the beach with your Mother, Cordelia, and myself, to your week in Ferox with Sumia and Olivia. And upon your return, well, Tharja and Lissa certainly made up for lost time and then some, I suppose."

Her words brought back a mirage of vivid images to the lad, especially more recent ones concerning the blonde cleric and plegian dark mage. Morgan honestly couldn't deny feeling drained by what those two put him through, even if he was able to drain them just as much back.

It was honestly a miracle he hadn't gotten remotely sick of sex with how much he's had. Though perhaps that was a bit silly though, for just a single woman of those he's bedded would've been more than what the lad could hope for. Then again, that may have just been why his current condition was so taxing to him.

Who wouldn't start to feel a bit crazed after going from practically having a lay every other day, to having it completely cut off for the last week and a half?

"I suppose spending so much alone time with me doesn't help as well." Tiki continued to speak, her voice becoming rather playful as she went on, "Oh, how difficult it must be to spend nights under the covers with myself, and yet having to keep your hands from roaming too far."

Morgan sighed, looking at Tiki with a tiredly playful look of annoyance as evident by his small smile, "You're having a lot of fun in my suffering, aren't you?"

Tiki didn't hide her mirthful chuckle, "Oh I won't deny it is fun to tease you a bit, wondering if I'll set you off with just a brush or coy look." She admitted, "But if you think this is difficult, imagine what it's like to find a suitable partner for someone like me?"

Morgan didn't know how to respond to Tiki's words that basically told him she's had it worse, which he wouldn't deny. He was lucky to be in the position he was in, so he shouldn't complain about having to wait it out for a bit. It's not like the other girls didn't do the same when he was away.

Then again, it wasn't like Tiki was making this any easier for him.

"Besides, I believe the rather passionate night your mother and I gave you before we departed was more than enough to last most men a year." The manakete voiced playfully, reminding the lad of vivid, blurry, and steamy memories that threatened to daze his mind in the passion of that memory.

"Doesn't help you two still haven't told me why sex is off limits," Morgan tried to calmly argue back, "A reason would help me endure your teasing."

"Now where would be the fun in that?" Tiki replied with a playfully sultry gaze and tone, shifting them both into a pout as she added, "Do you not trust that your Mother and I have our reasons?"

Morgan was slightly caught off guard by her sudden shift in presentation, so much so that he found himself on the verge of apologizing. Only to stop himself from falling into her simple, but an effective trap.

He took a deep breath out to calm his nerves, "Of course I do. I just, well...I can't help but feel unsure and curious. Both on the reason why we can't have sex, and also, why you needed to bring me out here." He voiced in a much more composed tone than Tiki would've hoped to get out of him.

Still, the manakete didn't let that get to her. Besides, she couldn't blame the lad for feeling a bit annoyed. After having been told that he needed to accompany her on a personal trip out rather far northeast from Ylistol, (which included a quick boat ride from the lower part of the continent to the upper) All without being told the specific reason as to why, along with the condition that once they departed they couldn't have sex in any capacity…It would likely drive any man insane.

It didn't help that Robin seemed adamant about Morgan doing as he was told, though it was clear that the mother seemed a bit conflicted in her words. As though she was doing this more out of a sense of duty and pride rather than actually wishing to.

And so, as the two finally made their way out of the shaded forest and into the sunlit plains outside, Tiki said, "Don't worry, I promise you'll have your answers soon enough."

Her voice was honest and calm, but now lacked the playfulness held before. Instead, a more stoic air surrounded her as she and Morgan gazed up towards their destination, the peak of the mountain they now stood at the base at.

Mt. Prism.


'Huh, I still feel nothing...'

Morgan found himself standing in place, taking in the practically breathtaking scenery atop of one of the flatter areas high on Mt. Prism. The scenery filled with grassy plains, a few ponds, and a small waterfall off to the side. Just like it had been when the Shepherds first came here less than 2 years ago.

And just like last time, despite being one of the holiest places in the land, Morgan...didn't really feel that. It was something he's taken notice of. In places that were supposed to be holy and people stated they would feel rejuvenated around, like here or the Mila Tree, he never felt any different. His mother also stated having similar experiences, or at worse, unease, so the two just assumed it was due to their fell heritage.

"Is something wrong, Morgan?" Tiki's voice called out, an undertone of concern present at his sudden drop in pace along the path. The trek up had taken a few hours, and it was now almost noon as evident by the peeking sun.

The lad shook his head to her question, "Nothing, just enjoying the scenery," He responded with a half-truth. He did stop at first to do just that, he just may have stayed still a little longer upon the revelation to his earlier thought. Quickly, he settled back into pace with the divine manakete whose mother resided in this very mountain. The entrance to the temple she resided in should've been at the end of the path they were taking. In fact, he believed he could make it out.

The last time the Shepherds were here, only a select few made their way inside the temple directly. The rest stayed outside around the area Morgan and Tiki currently just finished passing through, and that included Morgan himself. So he couldn't help but find himself more than a bit curious as to what the inside of Naga's temple would be like. And so he found himself a bit in awe when they finally reached the entrance. Tiled, marble floor and bluestone walls making up the hall that led deeper inside the mountain and the temple within greeted him, beckoning him to enter.

The sound of boots and heels clicking against the marble floor echoed in the hall as Morgan and Tiki made their way further down, with the lad finding himself more and more uncertain of this whole thing. He trusted Tiki of course, but he knew there was something she, and his mother, were keeping from him. Why was he here? He would've liked to ask Tiki about it, again, but he was sure she'd tell him to be patient. So he'd wait for her to tell him.

Still, he hoped it was sooner rather than later as the two made their way into an expansive, open room. A few other hallways leading further into the temple were on either side, while on the far wall appeared an altar with a statue of a dragon head jutting out of the wall.

Tiki had the two continue to walk till they were in the middle of the room, stopping in place before turning towards the lad with a somewhat sympathetic look, "Apologies, but, do you think you could stay here for a bit while I head further into the temple? I know I promised to tell you why we're here when we arrived, but I fear I have to perform one last thing first. It shouldn't take long, under an hour at most."

Her voice was filled with enough regret that Morgan could clearly tell Tiki was genuine in her displeasure for keeping him further in the dark. It made it hard for him to get angry at her words, even if he had some justification. So with a sigh, he nodded, "Sure,"His voice lacked his usual kindness and enthusiasm to showcase that he wasn't all that thrilled with the current situation, but would still trust his friend and lover.

Tiki flashed him a grateful smile, with an accompanying kiss that while quick, helped convey she was truly thankful. Her actions prompted Morgan to blush, unable to meet her grinning gaze as she enjoyed his reaction. A soft giggle left her lips as without another word, she turned and headed off into one of the other hallways.

Morgan watched her from his spot until she was eventually out of view. With a sigh, he looked around his current surroundings once more, taking more time to inspect every detail of the room. The craftsmanship was incredible, this place had to have been centuries old at the least. Yet it still looked impeccable, not a single crack or chip present to his eye along with any wear or discoloration to the hues present.

But more importantly, unlike outside, Morgan could feel something. Something...that made him uneasy.

He felt like he was being watched, a feeling that made him scared to voice his thoughts in case someone was listening. Still, he couldn't make out anyone, so perhaps it was just his nerves getting to him? He was in one of the holiest places in the world, and he technically wasn't the holiest of beings, given his and his mother's heritage.

Not to mention, even without the holy aspect, inside this place resided a mother whose daughter he had...laid? Claimed? Defiled? Yeah, it didn't matter how he put it, he fucked Naga's daughter, and he wondered if the holy divine manakete had a problem with that.

Maybe that was why he was called here?

A shiver went down Morgan's spine at the prospect of having who practically was a god, questioning him on his relationships with her daughter.

Shaking his head from the very awkward thought, Morgan elected to make himself comfortable. He chose to take a seat near the altar on the far wall, as that would give him a view to the entrances of all the other hallways in the room. A tactical decision in case his suspicion of being watched held merit. And so taking a book out from his traveling bag, he waited for Tiki to return.


Murmur~

Morgan placed his book down in response to the peculiar sound that whispered in his ear in the room. It seemed to echo from one of the halls that went deeper into the temple, the hall opposite that Tiki had entered from. Less than half-an-hour had passed since she departed, but Morgan didn't hear this strange sound until only a few minutes ago. He wouldn't deny a part of him was rather curious to investigate.

But he had assured Tiki that he'd stay here and wait for her to finish whatever it was she was doing, meaning he had to ignore his curiosity. He picked his book back up and continued to read, only to put it back down a couple of minutes later when a new sound was echoing from the same hall to his ear.

" Haahhh ~"

Morgan blinked at that sound. It sounded so gentle and soft, one that captured his attention far more than what he had heard before.

He couldn't stop himself from investigating this time.

Making his way to the hallway he believed the sounds were echoing from, Morgan began to make the journey through it, wondering what it was he'd find on the other end. The further he went down, the clearer the sounds became. Eventually they became clear enough to believe one was running water from something like a river or stream, with the other being some sort of voice.

Were there other people in the temple? Travelers, priests, manaketes? Making the trip to this temple was no easy task. In fact, if Morgan recalled correctly, the fact that Naga resided here was somewhat of a secret. Still, the mystery of whoever this voice belonged to, kept him on edge.

So he would just need to find it out himself, which he did when he finally reached the end of the hall.

Morgan found himself stunned by the scenery that was revealed. A wide, large room that seemed to hold a small forest, lush, vibrant trees and bushes enveloping the room with what appeared to be a river flowing right through the middle of it.

But what captured Morgan's attention the most, was the woman sitting by the edge of the river. She had long, wavy light-purple hair that flowed behind her back. A very long, white dress enveloping most of her form, with the fabric at the bottom pulled up around her thighs so that she could rest her feet in the water. Her eyes were closed with her head swung slightly from side-to-side as she sang a tune, the same tune that had captured Morgan's attention and brought him here to investigate.

Who was this person? Why was she here? What exactly even was this place? A plethora of questions were storming Morgan's mind, entranced by the current sight and the woman it included as she sang a relaxing tune. He could only stand in awe by the entrance, practically still as this mysterious woman still didn't notice his presence.

Eventually, though, she opened her eyes, though the direction of her gaze kept Morgan hidden from her view. With graceful movements she grabbed a hold of the bottom fabric of her dress and stood up, holding it by her thighs and preventing it from getting wet as she now stood in the shallow river which reached up to just below her knee.

However, it seemed as though she was planning to head into the deeper end in the center of the clear water river, evident by how she was starting to pull her dress up. More and more of her silky, pale and smooth skin held underneath was being revealed to him unknowingly by her.

"Wait!"

Morgan's words cut through the previously calming atmosphere, finally alerting this mysterious woman to his presence as she turned to him with a soft and confused, "Huh?" Turning her now bare hips slightly while the front and back of her dress still covered her modesty, which was exactly what the lad had hoped for before she potentially unknowingly revealed it all to him.

Everything went still the moment their eyes met. Morgan's darker shade of purple stared into her lighter ones, both wide in shock as they didn't know what to do.

That was until the woman suddenly turned-tailed and ran.

"Wait!" Morgan shouted once again as the woman leaped from the river and onto the grass, now holding up her dress by her front as not to trip over it. She fled through the indoor forest and away from the lad that had disturbed her.

Part of Morgan's mind believed he should've just left her be and headed back from where he was supposed to be waiting for Tiki, tell her about what happened and perhaps search for this mysterious woman together. But despite it seeming logical, Morgan instead elected to give chase, to try and let the woman know by himself he didn't mean her any harm.

So he ran through the forest, trying to catch up to her as he only saw a glimpse of her form through the trees. He called out to her, trying to stop her with words as, despite how fast he ran, he didn't seem to get any closer to her. But she didn't slow down, not to mention she seemed far more familiar with the terrain than he was, gracefully moving over the ground while Morgan almost tripped from a root now and then.

It didn't help when they finally made their way out from the forest and into another hallway. Morgan barely made it halfway through the hall before she made it to the end and took a left at the split. Not wanting to lose her in a potential maze of halls, Morgan picked up his pace, only to find himself faced with a new dilemma.

He was right to fear losing the woman in a maze, except instead of one made of hallways, he instead found himself in one of bookshelves.

This was a library, that was the only way to describe this room. And taking one step in was enough for Morgan to tell it was larger than any library he's ever seen before. Not even the royal archives in Ylisstol's castle could compare with how vast this place was.

If he went any deeper his priority would most likely shift from finding the mysterious woman to finding a way out.

And yet despite how easily the prospect of becoming lost was, Morgan found himself compelled to walk deeper into this maze of knowledge. Only his previous motivation of finding the mysterious woman kept him from pausing to just look closer at the many books that filled these tall and seemingly endless shelves.

As he walked deeper and deeper into this library Morgan could almost scantly believe the subtle but distinct difference in atmosphere with the indoor forest from before. Whereas the forest has a low, subtle rhythm of sounds that came from rustling leaves and the flow of the river, this library was almost devoid of sound.

That was until he heard the distinct but unmistakable rustle of paper, as though a page was being turned.

Turning towards the source Morgan began to walk in that direction, finding himself given another rustle as a clue that led him closer to the source before eventually finding himself in an opening in this sea of bookshelves. And there he found a girl around his age,reading a book whilst sitting on a couch with a small table in front of her.

Morgan was caught off guard by her appearance. She looked so similar to the woman he was chasing after before, albeit younger. Similar attire, physique, eye and hair color, though her hair was more straight.

Seemingly noticing the lad's presence the girl lowered her book and picked her head up, blinking at the stunned young man as she tilted her head to the side.

Morgan didn't know what to say, afraid that anything he'd do would prompt a similar reaction as the woman he met before. But to his surprise, what the girl did next was the last thing he expected. She scooted over to the edge of the couch and made more room, gesturing to the spot beside her with a pat of her hand.

Morgan blinked at her actions, confused by what she meant despite it being obvious, "Do you want me to sit next to you?" He asked, pointing at himself.

The girl nodded her head, patting the spot beside her once again.

Morgan was hesitant, unsure of if he should readily follow this girl's wish. But he couldn't sense any malice or ill-intent from her. Also, he couldn't deny that she looked rather cute as she continued to stare patiently at him to sit next to him. And so with a small breath to calm himself he walked over to her and sat by her side, though he made sure to sit a bit farther than where she had originally patted her hand down.

"Hi?" Morgan greeted with a small, somewhat nervous smile. He wanted to be polite, but still found himself unsure in this mysterious library with this mysterious girl who looked oh-so similar to the one he had stumbled upon and tried to chase minutes ago.

The girl though didn't respond back, at least not with words. She just stared stoically at him, perhaps with a hint of curiosity before looking back at the book she held, tucking back a few strands of hair behind her ear as she did so.

"Umm, so, what are you reading?" Morgan asked after a few moments, wanting to break the silence before it could fall over them and turn this situation into something more awkward than it already was.

The girl glanced at him from his question, making Morgan feel stiff under his gaze, only for a small, "Huh?" to pass through his lips as she responded again, not with words, but through actions. Scooting closer to the lad, she had it so that they were now sitting side-by-side, their hips bruising up against one another. She leaned further towards him, their shoulders now brushing as she held the book in between them both, allowing him to read the contents with her.

Morgan blinked at her rather forward response, a small blush coming onto his cheeks by how close she was. While the thick fabric of his coat prevented him from taking in the details of their brushing shoulders and hips, he could take in the rather nice, vanilla scent she was emanating. Still, he tried not to think about that and instead focus on the book she was allowing him to read, attempting to keep his eyes on the text and not on the rather prominent curve of her dress around her chest, and how it seemed to strain ever so slightly.

A silence, albeit slightly awkward one, fell over the duo as they read the text in tandem. Somehow at the same pace as Morgan noticed she would turn the page as soon as he finished it. It was rather strange, but there was some sort of comfort in it as well. But whatever comfort he felt was quickly replaced with confusion and shock at what was inscribed in these pages.

'That's...this is...whoa...'

Morgan's eyes widened further in awe while his cheeks darkened a shade of red as he read more and more of the contents in this book. They were, simply put, rather erotic. They described tales of a young lad, summoned to fight alongside other fellow heroes from other words. During which he found himself in the company of some rather attractive girls. specifically three: a female version of himself who was much more outgoing and devious, a free-spirited blonde dark mage whose theatrics reminded him of Owain, and a cheerful blue-haired princess that while not possessing the same... assets as the last two girls, still held her own, unique flair that made her stand out while helping to keep the other two in check.

The events described...Morgan couldn't help but feel as though they seemed familiar for some odd reason. But before he could dwell on it any further, the rather prominent weight against his side drew him out of his thoughts and onto reality.

Morgan had been so...engrossed in the text that it had somehow completely slipped his mind he was reading it with someone else, someone who seemed to have been similarly affected by the text as he was. Given by the blush she now held, and the small squirming of her hips and legs as they brushed and pressed against his own.

Morgan didn't know how to respond to this situation, it just seemed so outlandish that all he could do was look at the girl with unsure eyes and agape mouth, with the only thing coming out being "Uhhhh~"

The noise he let out captured the girl's attention as she fluttered her eyes from the pages to glance at him, making Morgan feel stiff under her gaze she continued to flutter her eyes from him to the text, and back to him in some sort of pattern. Yet it was broken when instead her gaze fell on a specific part of him, his lap.

Morgan followed her gaze, realization hitting him and followed by a wave of embarrassment at the sight of his rather prominent erection that was tenting his pants. With a gasp he brought his knees in close and covered his lap with his hands, attempting to push his erection down as he scooted away from the girl to the far end of the couch, putting as much distance as he could between them in that single moment.

"Sorry!" Morgan apologized, eyes closed and looking away from the girl as he felt shame overtake him. Logically, he shouldn't have reacted this way, he should've asked this girl why she was reading an erotic novel and letting him do so as well without informing him. Not feeling embarrassed from a totally normal reaction to reading such things while having such a cute and attractive girl sitting so close to him.

The girl for her part seemed rather taken aback by his sudden action, looking at him with wide, curious eyes and a head tilt that would've looked adorable had Morgan kept his eyes open to see it. But it wasn't until he heard the sound of her gently placing the book atop of the table that he reopened his eyes. Carefully bringing his gaze back towards her and having them widen once again at the sight of shifting her hips in place, her own hands on her lap as she carried a small blush.

She glanced nervously at him, and then gestured towards the book, and then at the two of them, or more specifically, their loins.

Morgan's eyes were widening once again in shock, jaw threatening to drop as at the potential meaning of gestures. There was no way she was suggesting what Morgan thought she was, right? But he was seemingly proven wrong when she started to make her way towards him, crawling closer and closer with Morgan unable to bring himself to move. Eventually, her hands began to reach out towards his lap, pulling them away and revealing his tenting erection once again.

Morgan's heart was racing, his lungs beating as his mind was racing faster than any mount he's ever ridden at what was about to occur. And yet as her hands were just about to settle over his lap and grab the fly of his pants, it all went slow. And it was then, clarity struck.

"Huh!?" For the first time, a sound left the girl's lips in the form of a gasp as Morgan suddenly pushed her away. Her gasp didn't come in any sort of pain, as Morgan did his best not to be rough with his sudden action, but she was clearly caught off guard by the maneuver.

"I think I understand what you're getting out, and while I'm really flattered! I'm also really sorry that I have to decline!" Morgan declared as his thoughts were leaving his lips the moment they were formed, "Look, you seem like a nice girl, and you're really pretty too! But...well, we only just met! And I don't even know your name! And this feels like a really dramatic escalation of events even without considering the current circumstances!"

But Morgan wasn't done yet, as after taking another breath to compose himself, he put on a more friendly, albeit nervous smile to finish his words, "So, for now, would it be possible to just get to know each other and be friends?" He asked, his tone hopeful.

The girl looked at him with a slightly stunned expression, eyes fluttering at him as she took in his words. She eventually took a more bashful look, hands placed over her chest and a blush now present with lidded eyes as she gazed just a bit away.

Morgan feared that he may have said something to upset the girl, at least, more so than turning down her generous offer. Still, he wasn't sure what else to say. That was until the girl pointed a finger in the direction of where Morgan first came from. The lad followed her gesture, only to be shocked by what he saw, as instead of the maze of bookshelves he had gone through before, now stood the entrance to a hall that seemed to appear out of nowhere.

"Whoa~" Was all that passed through Morgan's lips, something was up, it was now obvious something was up. Nothing about the events since he first exited the hallway to that indoor forest, to ending up in this vast library, with each location holding a mysterious woman, none of it made sense.

Still, he felt like he understood what he had to do next, turning back to the girl, he asked, "Am I supposed to go through there?"

She nodded, still keeping her gaze slightly away. Even so, Morgan flashed her a small, grateful smile. He didn't know why, but there was something about her that he felt he could trust in. Standing up, he said, "Thanks, I guess I'll be going now," As much as he would've liked to get to know more about this girl, something told him he wouldn't learn more than he already did.

But just as he turned around and was about to walk off, she held him back by grabbing his wrist.

" Huh ?" Morgan looked back at her, confused by her actions. Didn't she just inform him he should head through that hallway, so why was she holding him back? Did she want him to stay longer by any chance? If so, why?

His answer soon came in the form of her grabbing another nearby book from the table, a small tome that seemed no bigger than a simple elthunder spell Morgan kept with him in the deep pockets of his cloak. And she extended that tome out to him.

"You...you want me to take this?" He asked, his voice unsure.

She nodded her head in response, shaking the book lightly in front of him to emphasize her point. And so after a moment of hesitation, Morgan took the book and carefully placed it in one of his coat's pockets.

"Thanks," He told her, not knowing what else to say as she let go of his wrist, the two now standing in awkward silence, both unable to meet the other's gazes.

Eventually, it was too much for Morgan, who decided to end this tension, "Hope we can see each other another time," He said, both honestly and nervously. But just as he turned around and took a step forward, he realized that there was one thing he still desperately wanted to know from her.

"Hey, think you can tell me your name at lea-" Morgan's question was cut off as just when he turned around to look at the girl again, he found her to be nowhere in sight. In the few moments his back was turned to her, she had disappeared, leaving only the couch the two had sat on and the open book they were reading on the table left.

Morgan blinked his eyes in shock, before letting out a sigh. Yeah, there was no doubt about it, something strange was going on, really strange. And so wanting answers, he turned back around and began to make his way through the hallway.


Morgan instinctively raised his hand to shield his face from the sun, a somewhat cold chill running down his spine as he found himself now on the side of a cliff from exiting the hallway behind him. Taking a few moments to take in the scenery, Morgan deduced he was somewhere on the side of the mountain. Though he couldn't help but question why?

He was clearly being led somewhere, but where else could he go at what appeared to be a dead-end on this cliffside? He tried to look around for some sort of clue. Eventually, he noticed another platform higher up and to his left, and from this angle, it seemed to hold a hallway that led back into the mountain.

Problem was, it was too far for him to get to in any safe manner. And even if he wanted to be risky, the odds were still highly against him. He was no rock climber(finding that flower for Nah a few years ago let him know well enough just how easily he could mess up), and even if he used elwind, a few times he'd most likely get halfway if he were lucky.

Not to mention, the winds out here, while not that strong, weren't that weak either. Just another force that would've been against him if he attempted to make his way up.

"Maybe I missed something on my way here," Morgan muttered, turning around to head back into the hallway and check to see if there was another, safer way up. But as soon as he turned around, he realized just how much the odds were against him.

"You gotta be kidding me," He spoke aloud in clear annoyance and disbelief. Instead of the opening to the hallway he just came from, all he saw was the rocky wall of a mountainside. Just as easily and suddenly as it appeared in the library, it had vanished, leaving Morgan stranded on this rocky platform. And it wasn't exactly the most spacious of places, being rather high up. So not a great location all things considered.

The lad made his way to the edge of the platform, extremely careful with his movements as he attempted to survey the downsides of the cliff. He wondered if the answer to his escape lay downwards rather than that entrance he saw higher up.

But he was soon proven wrong, as a large shadow began to cast over his form, prompting Morgan to look upwards at the sun. His eyes winced at the figure that eclipsed it and was seemingly coming closer.

Morgan quickly made his way back towards the cliffside, his gaze continuing towards the approaching figure as its features became more and more detailed with every passing moment. It was a pegasus, as evident by the flapping of wings he could make out. But more important to him was whoever was riding atop of it.

They flew towards him in what amounted to a straight line, and yet it was the most graceful straight line Morgan's ever seen if he was being honest. There was some sort of atmosphere present in the flier's movements that to Morgan, it was as if they were pulled from legends.

He was entranced, so much so that he didn't notice the mount and their rider coming in to land till they were right on top of him.

"Uh!?" Morgan gasped at the pair's landing, bringing an arm up to shield his face from the wind they kicked up as the steed touched down by the platform's edge. With its side to the lad, Morgan was able to view its rider without obstruction.

Morgan's eyes widened as he was in awe at their appearance. The knight was striking, long, blue hair flowing behind her. Her attire consisted of a short, red dress, with white pauldrons, chest-piece, and gloves, all patterned with golden trim. With two, brown leather belts strapped around her waist, Morgan was just able to make out the white skirt she had on by the slits of her dress. Her long legs were covered by black stockings and white boots.

She seemed familiar , Morgan was sure he had seen her somewhere before. And yet, he couldn't pinpoint where, as he was stunned by her appearance as she turned to face him with a stoic look.

That was until she extended her hand to him.

Morgan was taken aback by the exchange. Glancing from the hand to the woman it was attached to, he saw she was now looking at him patiently with her blue eyes.

"You want me to ride with you?" Morgan asked, even pointing at himself when he did so.

The mysterious young woman nodded, gesturing to him to take her palm. And so after glancing at it and her again, and a few more moments of deliberation, Morgan took in a breath before grasping her hand. Carefully, he made his way atop of her pegasus as she pulled him up over the saddle behind her. The lad's hands settled on the woman's hips for support, but he made extra sure to not make the grip that tight and that there was a sufficient distance between his lap and her behind, not wanting to risk any potential...accidents.

"Ummm, is something wrong?" Morgan asked, wondering why they hadn't taken off.

The flier's response was to shake her hips, prompting Morgan to drop his gaze below. Though it was hard to keep it focused on his hands on her hips, and not her...impressive rear. He was unsure by what she meant, glancing up at her to showcase his confusion, to which the blue-haired woman merely let out what seemed like a playful sigh. Shaking her hips once more, she now brought her hands down atop of him, pushing them down against her rounded sides.

Morgan's eyes widened a bit from her actions, taken aback by it. But after a few moments, he believed he understood what she was getting at.

"You want me to hold on tighter?"

The young woman nodded approvingly with a smile, glad he finally understood her message. And so after letting out another breath, Morgan did as told. Strengthening his grip around her hips and realizing just how nice they felt, even over the fabric of her (admittedly thin) dress. Though he continued to keep some distance from their hips.

Something that he, unfortunately (or fortunately, depending on perspective), failed at. Tapping her steed's side with her boot, the beast took off, allowing the two to soar from the cliffside and away. The speed at which the mount ascended was rather fast, and yet, to Morgan, the rider was able to guide the beast with unmatched grace and made what should've been a bumpy start into a rather smooth experience. He was in awe at her technique, so much so he didn't notice the arc she was making till they were heading straight back towards the cliffside, and more specifically, the entrance Morgan previously saw higher up, but couldn't reach on his own.

However, as they continued to fly closer and closer towards the entrance, Morgan noticed they weren't slowing down. And glancing at the rider, she appeared to have no intention of doing so. No, she directed her steed to fly straight through the entrance and into the hallway. Their surroundings changed from an open cliffside to an enclosed hallway as she took both Morgan and herself deeper into the temple.

The lad should've felt scared, worried perhaps, but he didn't. For some reason, he felt as though he could trust in the skills of this mysterious woman. There was something about her that, well, was making him relaxed. The wind rushing through his face felt rather nice in this quiet, peaceful atmosphere between them.

He was so relaxed in fact, he didn't notice the fact that his grip around her waist was becoming even tighter, or that their hips were much, much more closely than before. To the point, they were on the verge of brushing against one another.

Eventually, the two reached the end of the hallway that connected to a very large open room, similar to the indoor forest Morgan had seen before. In fact, it looked more like a small clearing by Morgan's view. A wide-open patch of grass, a perimeter of trees with a few dotting the inner parts, a small pond by one of the corners, and a patch of smooth, stone pillars and rocks by the adjacent corner. With this mysterious rider circling above the center of this room.

As Morgan gazed down towards the center of the circle they were flying around, he noticed the blue-haired woman turn to look back at him, twisting her hips to do so as he also turned his gaze towards her. She stared at him with a small smile, as if teasing him that she knew something that he didn't.

"Is...something wrong?" Morgan asked, wondering what it was she wanted to say but wouldn't speak. Her smile soon morphed into a small smirk, before she gestured down to their hips. Morgan followed her gaze, and then went tense at what he saw.

His crotch was now very clearly pressed up against her ass, something he didn't even notice till she pointed it out to him. He was so stunned that he didn't know what to do, just still as his wide eyes stared at their joined hips, at least, until she slightly buckled her rear against him.

Even under the fabric of their clothes, Morgan could make out just how soft and smooth it was. It was amazing, but it also snapped him out of his daze. Prompting him to move back with a gasp.

"I'm so sorry!" The tactician cried, wanting to apologize for this clear invasion of personal space.

However, when he expected anger, he instead found laughter. The mysterious blue-haired woman giggled at the lad, looking unbelievably cute as she did so. Her blue locks bounced as she closed her eyes and held one hand in front of her to refine her laughter. And Morgan was so confused and stunned, that he barely even noticed when her eyes took on a more sultry and mischievous look.

She kept that gaze on him, entrancing him as she leaned back closer, her shoulder brushing under his chin as their faces were mere inches apart, allowing them to feel the other's breath.

Morgan knew he should move back, to get more distance and push back against her advances. But there wasn't much space to do so on this saddle, and he found his words caught in his throat, silencing him as this mysterious woman toyed with him in a way he couldn't fight back.

That was, until she pulled back forward with a small giggle, creating some distance between the two.

"Huh?" Morgan couldn't help but let out that small sound of confusion, and a small amount of relief. Was she just teasing him? Judging by the joyful giggle on her face she seemed to be getting out of his reaction, that's the best guess Morgan assumed. He didn't know how to feel about that.

But just as he let his guard down, that's when she struck. Before Morgan knew it, she had picked her hips up and suddenly shot her ass back towards him, smacking it against his stomach and pushing him right off her steed.

It was so sudden, and yet the moment Morgan found himself in the air, it all went so slow. Slow enough for the lad to make out the woman giving him a friendly smile and wave despite just pushing him off her steed in the middle of the air.

And with a single blink, time resumed normally, the tactician immediately feeling gravity pull on him and accelerate him towards the forest below, a scream leaving his lips as he fell. Luckily, he didn't fall from that height, and he was just barely able to turn around in the air to face down and brace himself before he fell right atop of a mess of bushes.

The lad grunted at his landing, feeling the snap of more than a few branches under his weight. And yet despite that, he seemed to come out rather unscathed. Quickly picking himself up, the tactician whipped his head to the ceiling above, hoping to catch a glimpse of the pegasus knight who had just pushed him off her steed.

But alas, he saw nothing. She, like the other mysterious woman he saw before vanished.

With a sigh, Morgan brushed himself off of whatever foliage clung to his clothes, making his way out from the patch of bushes as he took in his surroundings at ground level. This place was simply put, relaxing, reminding him of the environment outside of the temple. But with a more personal touch? As if comparing a park to a backyard.

Question was, why was he here? Heck, what was even going on? First, he found that mysterious woman in the forest, then another one in a library, before finding that pegasus knight at the cliffside who dropped him off here. And with each of them, he had a rather...interesting experience before they vanished.

And none of it made sense to him.

" Ugh ~" Morgan groaned as he held his head, his mind confused at the current situation. He needed to calm down, a nice drink of water might help. Unfortunately, he left his pouch along with his bag back at the room he should've been out to wait for Tiki. And despite this room having a few hallways he could make his way out of, his instinct was telling him it might just be best to stay where he was. And luckily, there was a source of fresh, clean water at his disposal.

Making his way to the pond, Morgan leaned over the edge and cupped his hands to scoop up a bit of the water. Taking a careful sip to make sure it seemed safe only to then down it from just how cool and rejuvenated it tasted.

The tactician was so preoccupied with his drink he didn't notice the mysterious figure who made it out from one of the hallways to the room. One who he would've immediately recognized and also noticed that they looked different than usual.

The figure's gaze landed on the kneeling boy as he continued to drink up from the pond. A mischievous grin forming on their lips as they carefully made their way towards him at a brisk pace, the grass muffling the sounds of their steps while their green hair flowed behind them.

Whipping his mouth with the back of his hand, Morgan let out a sigh of relief, feeling rather rejuvenated and surprised by just how thirsty was. As he stood up, Morgan felt something tap his shoulder, prompting him to immediately turn around, only to find nothing.

Another tap of his opposite shoulder prompted him to turn around towards it again, and once more, he found nothing in sight. But he did hear something, a mischievous giggle.

Turning his head once more at the source of that sound, Morgan once again found nothing. What was going on? Was he imagining this? Or was someone playing tricks on him? He soon got his answer as once more he felt something tap his shoulder.

Turning his head as fast as he could, Morgan found himself taken aback by who he saw.

"Tiki?!" He gasped, taking a step away as the young woman laughed freely and mischievously at his reaction with an open palm held in front of her. However, upon closer inspection, Morgan noticed that despite this woman clearly being Tiki, she looked different. In fact, he'd describe her appearance as younger.

Her attire seemed mostly the same with a slightly different pattern. The only real noticeable difference was that instead of a pink cape, she instead wore a brown travel cloak. In any case, the Tiki in front of him seemed to radiate a much different aura than the one Morgan had come to know. From the way she rested her hand against her hip, jutting it to the other side slightly while keeping her other hand by her side, the small tilt of her head and a thin smile on her hips. It made her feel more relaxed ? Less mature?

He wasn't sure how to best describe it and found it difficult to focus on doing so as "Tiki" began to move, circling the lad and gazing at him from every angle as though she was inspecting him. Yet her playful grin never left her lips as she stopped right in front of him, leaning forward towards him till their faces were just inches apart.

Morgan gulped, wondering what "Tiki" had planned to do. He was fairly certain this wasn't the same Tiki he had entered the temple with, though whether or not she had any part of this was yet to be seen. Still, this Tiki's silence made him believe she was connected to the other three mysterious, silent women who he had met before. So what did this one seek to accomplish?

She gave him a hint as she pulled slightly back, her face still close but with enough of a gap so that he could see her cleavage just below. A sight that, while seeming a tad smaller than what he usually saw, was no less divine. And she teased him with that sight by placing a finger at the bottom of her neckline and tugging down on it just enough that her chest seemed on the edge of bursting out, all while she gazed at him with a sultry look.

The lad was gawking at the sight. Despite how something was clearly off, he couldn't find it in him to stop her directly, he was just too stunned. But, he was able to make out something in the corner of his eye, something that caught his attention in the pond beside them.

Their reflection, or well, his, since he didn't see her's anywhere on the water's surface.

That revelation was enough to snap Morgan out of his trance, prompting him to step back and shake his head before he asked, "Who are you? What is this? Where's Tiki? And what are you trying to do?"

"Tiki" blinked her eyes at him, before letting out another sigh, seeming displeased with his reaction. But still, Morgan got a response to his question, just not from her.

"I suppose explanations are now in order,"

Morgan's head turned towards the source of that voice, finding none other than Tiki, the one he knew. Walking out from a hallway and into this clearing, her face was one of displeasure, as though she wasn't a fan of the current situation. Eventually, she stopped right beside her counterpart, allowing Morgan to better take in the difference between the two. The Tiki that had been silent was no doubt younger, more of an older teen rather than the appearance of a young woman.

Still, Morgan tried to ignore that as he asked, "Tiki, what's going on?" His voice was strained, filled with confusion and uncertainty. He was begging for clarity after all that had happened.

Tiki gave him a sympathetic gaze, understanding his confusion and believing it to be more than justified. With a sigh, she asked, "Before I answer, can you tell me what you saw after we separated?"

"What I saw?" Morgan repeated, confused by the question.

Tiki nodded in affirmation, "Yes,"

The manakete continued to look at him expectedly, waiting for him to tell her what she asked. And so Morgan took a deep breath to gather his thoughts and words before speaking them.

"Well, I waited where we separated for a while at first, only for me to keep hearing some noise after a bit. So I investigated it. I found myself in some indoor forest like here, and there was a woman. I tried to call out to her, but she was startled and ran, so I chased after her. But I lost her when I stumbled into some huge library and found another girl. She wanted me to...read a book with her, before gesturing to me to walk down a hallway that suddenly appeared, and then she disappeared. I walked through the hallway and found myself stuck on a cliffside, and there I was saved by a pegasus knight who offered me a ride and took me to this room, before pushing me off and disappearing as well. And now, well, after taking a drink from the water her, I found... her, "

Morgan gestured to the teen Tiki who was standing attentively beside them, before looking back at the Tiki he knew and continuing, "Weird thing was, none of them talked to me. Or at least never said a word other than some laughter and gasps, sounds like that." He explained, recalling the strange similarity between all mysterious women, along with something else. His voice took on a somewhat shy tone as he stated, "And well...I don't want to make any assumptions, but the situations between them were a bit...strange? I think one of them tried to come onto me?"

Tiki, the teen one, blinked at him with a raised brow in response to his last word. Morgan responded with a sigh, "Not you," he clarified to the Tiki, to which she only let out a " Hmph" in response, turning her head away as well.

"Tiki, please, what's going on?" Morgan asked the question once again, his voice a plea.

The divine manakete sighed, "To be blunt, you were being tested," She stated, finally giving him an answer. And yet it seemed to be one she herself wasn't fond of, with how unenthusiastic she delivered her words while casting a downwards gaze and turning her head away so that she wasn't facing him.

"Tested?" Morgan repeated, his tone carrying more than a bit of anger at what he was being told.

Tiki sighed once more, "The women you saw were illusions. Very convincing and realistic illusions, but illusions nonetheless. All with the intent to... entice you." She told him, before gesturing towards the younger version of herself and adding, "And as you can see with my counterpart, they were created based on certain, real people throughout the ages. People who had a certain connection with...well, Naga."

Morgan almost couldn't believe what he was hearing, a storm of emotions swirling in his mind, "Entice me? Based on real people who had a connection with Naga?" He repeated the summary of the information he had just heard, confusion and a tinge of anger present in his voice as all he could add was, "Why?"

Tiki sighed, crossing her arms, she lifted her gaze not towards Morgan, but the sky, "Mother, would you please explain yourself? I feel as though I've done enough, and it's only fair he hears the truth from you."

"Mother?" Morgan muttered the word under her breath, confusion taking over for just a moment as he wondered why she would say that before realization came crashing down, "Oh... Wait, WHAT!?"

As soon as those words passed Morgan's lips, the aura around the younger Tiki changed. What seemed like a clear visage became translucent in nature. But that wasn't all. The younger Tiki began to morph. Her ponytail came undone and splayed itself across her back, the shade of green darkening. Her body grew in both size and maturity, with her developing figure becoming more robust, surpassing even her current form into something much, much more mature. Morgan's baffled state only heightened as the younger Tiki's clothes began to shift as well. Her brown cloak began to dissolve, showing off various accessories on her arms as well as more of her curvaceous figure. The red dress worn by her began to stretch towards the ground, splitting into various portions of a skirt. The newly formed dress dissolved it's frontal features, showing off the woman's stomach and partially her chest. Her ample bosom was kept exposed thanks to pads that bridged the dress and her skin. Finally, two belts formed around her waist, crystals hanging from the gold and blue antiques.

He had never seen this woman before, never heard her description before. Yet Morgan knew instantly who she was.

This was Naga.

He was silent, too taken aback by her sudden appearance to form a response. How? Why? What is going on? These questions and many more bounced in Morgan's mind. Further and further throughout the day, Morgan had increasingly been confused by events and wondered what they all meant. And yet all these events paled in comparison to the fact that Naga herself was now in front of him.

Wait, the source of her appearance was from the teenage Tiki, was she disguised as that Tiki? If yes, did that mean she was disguised as the other girls as well!?

He wasn't able to continue pondering on that thought as Naga finally spoke, her voice soft and gentle, yet held a weight of authority that he had never felt before, "Greetings~" was all she said.

Morgan blinked at her, still unable to comprehend what was going on, and in turn, couldn't respond. Seeing his silence, Naga continued to speak, "I'm sure you're very confused by what has occurred in your time here, but I can assure you I had reasons for doing so."

Morgan's eyes blinked once more, but this time, he didn't stay silent. Something about the way she said there were reasons for what he endured ticked him off in a way he couldn't quite comprehend. And he did something that he was sure most people wouldn't dare attempt.

He snapped at the Divine Dragon Naga.

"Reason?" He muttered loud enough to hear, catching both their attention as they noticed the somewhat tense tone in his voice. His gaze which had been cast down was lifted up, showcasing a somewhat pissed-off face that was very rare in the lad, "After everything I had to go through? All you can tell me is that there were reasons?"

Naga and Tiki blinked, unable to comprehend his tone and attitude at that moment, and before they could Morgan pressed on.

"You gotta be kidding me! First I'm told that I have to come up this mountain, told to cut off sex completely during the trip, all without being given a reason! And then when I finally get here, and I found myself stumbling upon beautiful woman one after another who I keep having...somewhat sexual interactions with which has been very...hard to deal with as like I said before, I've had sex cut off during this whole trip! And all you tell me is that there were reasons!?"

"What reasons!?"

Morgan was on the verge of panting as his chest rose and fell with deep breaths, hunched over slightly as his hands were formed into a tight fist. All the frustration he's been feeling for the last few weeks on this trip was suddenly given a chance to be let out in this moment of confusion. And upon realizing what he had just done as the two manakete continued to stare at him stunned in the face of his...sacrilegious act, he almost panicked.

"I-I'm sorry..." Morgan's face turned into fear as he stammered out his apology. He had just snapped at Naga, a god. Or well, a highly respected figure worshiped by whole countries. In any case, what he did would most likely have given him a death sentence in most places.

His gaze was cast downwards, his eyes unable to rise and meet those of the divine being who he had yelled out. And thus, he was unable to see the manaketes turn their heads at each other, and the annoyed look Tiki gave her mother, crossing her arms under her bust as she did so. Naga meanwhile, sighed, accepting her daughter's disappointment as she too realized she may have gone too far in testing this lad.

And so at the very least, she should've explained to him what she was testing him in the first place.

"I understand your anger, and I apologize for how my actions have affected you." She told him, her voice calm and not a tinge of anger in response to his outburst. In fact, Morgan could swear it sounded a bit regretful instead.

"May you give me a chance to explain my reasoning?" She asked, her voice almost a tinge of a plea. It had Morgan forget all his previous anger and most of his nervousness, unable to stop himself from raising his eyes towards her and once again gazing at her face. He glanced towards Tiki, silently asking for her input, to which she nodded her head and informed him to listen to her mother. And so Morgan nodded at the holy dragon, accepting her request, but he couldn't continue to look her in the eyes as he turned his head away.

With a small smile, Naga said, "Thank you," before continuing to speak, "I suppose one of the primary reasons I wished to test you was...well your relationship with my daughter."

"Just being involved with her alone wasn't a problem in my eyes, and she is free to be with who she wishes. But after learning of...well, your other companions and this group you were a part of, I felt conflicted despite Tiki's assurance. At the very least, I wanted to see your character if only to settle my doubts." She explained, "So the situations I put you through were designed to test your...well, quite plainly, they were designed to see if you would take a chance to lay if simply offered the opportunity."

"And I must say, I'm very impressed with your character. You may have had a few.. accidents with some of these girls, but in the end, you resisted the temptation and wanted to be better. I can see the desirable traits that contributed to Tiki's interest in you, along with all those other girls of yours. Which is why I wish to ask you one last question. How do you feel about the women in this group?"

Morgan was taken aback by her words, and more specifically her question. He had many things he wanted to say in response to them. But her question, he could see her and Tiki expectedly waiting for his answer, and he felt compelled to do so.

Taking a deep breath to calm himself and gather his thoughts, he readied himself before speaking, "They mean a lot to me." Was his simply opening, lifting his gaze towards the goddess and giving her a determined look that showcased he wasn't going to shy away as he had before. "Each and every one of them is wonderful in their own way. I could go on and on about any one of them, their beauty, strength, what makes them, them. But words would never be enough to do any of them justice, all I can say is that I'm lucky to have them."

He shook his head, "No, luck doesn't begin to cover the depths of gratitude I have for them. All of them have helped me greatly in some way, and I'm sad I can't give them all the attention and love they deserve despite what they've given me. Even so, I'll try, and I'm sure they'll still help along the way as well."

He finished his words with a toothy smile, unable to help the positive emotions that swirled within him upon thinking of all the girls that had chosen to be with him. Even Tiki couldn't help but seem a bit bashful, though she was still able to gaze at him with a small smile.

Naga also held a small smile, though her next words caught Morgan off guard as she said, "I see... and what if I offered you the chance to be with one who you believed you wouldn't ever see."

Morgan blinked at her words, but before he could ask for her elaboration, he felt something resonate within his cloak. Curious, he drew his gaze away from Naga to one of his side pockets and saw something glowing from within. Glancing at Naga, he saw her gesture for him to take whatever it was out, and so he did. He found that it was a tome that was glowing, the same tome that purple-haired girl from the library gave him.

"Open it," Naga simply told him, prompting him to glance up at her again as she waited for him to do as she instructed. Morgan grabbed the tome's edge, ready to open it, yet he hesitated for a moment, his gut telling him that what he was about to do would be something he needed to be prepared for. And so after taking another deep breath to calm himself, he opened the tome.

Upon being opened up, the tome flipped through its pages without any input from himself, before landing on a specific page with a specific image. Morgan almost gasped at the image it held, both from the sheer amount of detail it held that surpassed any portrait he's ever seen, and from the trio he saw within. He recognized two of them, their silver hair sticking out as despite only knowing them for only a week, he'd never forget them.

It was Corrin and Kana, the young boy sitting next to his mother and looking excitedly at whatever it was she was holding, while Corrin herself held a much softer look and smile as she gazed down into her arms.

The black and silver-edge-haired baby she held between her arms.

Morgan blinked as more details started to become apparent to him, such as the fact that the two manaketes seemed to have grown a bit. And this apparent passage of time was another piece of evidence to who he could be seeing.

His child. The results of his endeavor with Corrin.

Morgan felt flooded with a storm of emotions, easily the hardest storm he was hit by today. He was under no circumstances prepared for what he saw. He knew it was a very real possibility that Corrin held his child, after what they did it'd be more surprising if she didn't. It was her wish as well.

But for the possible confirmation that wish had truly been granted, Morgan didn't know how to respond.

And so he asked.

"Is this...is this real?" His voice was low, almost weak and shaking as he continued to look down at the picture while asking a question to the goddess in front of him. An act that may have seemed disrespectful, but Naga took no offense and offered the lad the answer he sought.

"Yes, it is." She plainly confirmed, letting him take in that information as his eyes widened even more.

The emotions Morgan felt were large and varied, yet he couldn't deny happiness was one of the largest. He couldn't describe it, but, seeing this child, his child in the arms of Corrin as she gave it a look of clear love and adoration, it made him proud and happy. And yet he couldn't deny regret surfacing at being unable to be there with them, now or likely anytime in the future.

He had known that was a possibility, he and Corrin both, and they accepted it. And yet seeing this was something else. Morgan felt...almost ashamed of himself, as though he had run away from his responsibilities for what was good fun with Corrin.

And seeing his conflict, Naga spoke.

"If you wish, I can send you to be with them."

Her words snapped Morgan out of his trance, finally drawing his gaze from the picture in his grasp to the woman who floated above him.

"What?" That was all he could get out, unsure if he heard her correctly.

"I can send you to be with them," Naga repeated herself, "You could be with them, be a husband to this mother, be a father to both her children. I can send you away to them at this moment, for the chance of a family you never truly had, of both parents and children. If you wish."

Morgan blinked at her words in silence, stunned and taken aback by her offer. And for a few moments, he stood there, truly considering her offer. And despite his deliberation only lasting a few moments, to Morgan, it felt like an eternity, and yet only a moment as well with how firm his response was.

"I can't," He stated while shaking his head, his voice low yet clear as his gaze was cast a bit downwards.

Naga tilted her head at him, "Why?" She asked simply in curiosity.

Morgan raised his gaze at her to answer, "As much as I'd like to take you up on your offer, to be with them... That would mean abandoning the ones I have here. Not just other girls, but my friends and family as well. Doing that is unthinkable, it wouldn't be right or fair to those that care about me."

"They're all important to me, and so I can't discard them for this. Especially since I know those three will be fine without me. Corrin and I understood what we did, she accepted that having a kid with me meant not having the father be there as well because, to her, it was worth it. She explained that to me, she expected that, and she's fine with it. So for me to just show up and try and be a part of her life again, would feel like I'd be stepping over her resolve even if she'd be glad for it, and I'm sure she'd scold me for leaving behind the other girls as well. Plus, as Kana told me, he has a big family, even if they don't have a father, they don't need one. I mean, just look at me! It was just me and my Mother, and I'd say we're a pretty great family!"

Morgan finished his speech with the same toothy grin he had when explaining his feelings about the girls in his group. Showcasing his belief in his answer and the feelings of others. Naga continued to stare him down for a moment as if to test his resolve, but he did not back down.

"I see..." She stated, accepting his answer, staying silent for a moment before simply uttering out, " Morgana ~"

Morgan blinked at that word, "Excuse me?" he asked, unsure of what it could mean.

"Morgana~" She repeated, loud and clear for him to hear before elaborating, "That is her name,"

"Her name?"

Naga nodded, "Your child, her name is Morgana."

Morgan blinked at her, then glanced down at the picture in the tome below. His gaze focused on the black-haired child with her silver-haired family, "Morgana," He muttered the name under his breath as those positive feelings began to overtake him again with the small smile that came onto his face.

He should've had more questions for Naga, how and why she knew of his relationship with Corrin for starters. But for the life of him, he couldn't bring himself to ask them, not when he was so thankful for what she informed him of, and what she allowed him to see.

"Thank you," He uttered, still keeping his gaze towards his child while his voice was barely loud enough for her to hear. Yet she did, and she smiled.

"It was my pleasure," She simply replied, allowing him to continue processing his emotions and soak in his happiness.

It may have been a long time ago, but she still remembers how she felt when she learned she would become a parent as well.

She couldn't also help but feel a bit of kinship with Morgan as well, as despite them both being parents, they couldn't truly be there for their child like they would've wished.

She shook away these thoughts in time for her to notice her own child walking up to her lover with a gentle smile on her face.

"Did you know about this?" Morgan asked Tiki when he felt her place a hand on his shoulder.

Tiki shook her head as she leaned against him, "I had my suspicions with how much you two seemed to be alone and well, there was no hiding the scent of your... activities . And I'm sure your Mother had her suspicions as well, she and Corrin even had a rather private conversation at some point as well." She explained as she gazed down at the picture as well. Her gaze first landed on Kana as she recalled the brief time she was allowed to be given a younger brother before focusing her gaze on the baby Corrin held.

"If you want, I'm sure we could find some way to at least visit them," She whispered to him.

Morgan smiled at the thought, "That'd...be nice." He simply replied, continuing to stare at the picture with the manakete beside him. Eventually, though, he raised his gaze to the manakete in front of him and believed it was now time to ask a question that's been burning in his mind.

"So, why else did you bring me here?" He asked, shifting the conversation as he continued, "As thankful as I am for this, I can't imagine you did all this just to see if I were worthy to be with Tiki and give me this information about my child."

Naga nodded her head, "True, there is another reason why I asked Tiki to bring you here. It's my primary reason for doing so."

Morgan blinked at her words, "Really?" He asked, wondering why that would be so. What was this reason that compelled her to meet with him?

And Naga gave it rather bluntly, "Quite simply, I wish to mate with you."

It took Morgan a couple of moments to process this information, but once he did, his reaction was...natural.

"...What!?" Morgan stepped back with a shocked look directed at the goddess hovering in front of him, once again believing his ears were playing tricks on him with what she said.

And once again, Naga repeated herself to make sure he heard her words clearly, taking a "step" closer to him as she did so. "I wish to mate, have sexual intercourse, sex, fuck, whatever the words you prefer. Quite simply, what you've been doing to all those girls, I wish to have a taste for myself."

Morgan blinked at her, stunned. Yet he was able to get out a clear but nervous, "Why?"

Naga blinked at him before letting out a sigh, "I've shed my mortal form, yet that does not mean I've fully shed off my mortal desires. I still have my needs as a woman, and I've not known true relief in so, so long." She stated with a forlorn tone.

"But, why me though?" Morgan couldn't help but ask.

"Why not?" Naga replied simply, stunning him with her plain response before she elaborated. "I'll admit you're not the first I've thought of relieving my needs through my time as a goddess. In fact, I almost considered doing it to that exalt you serve when he came to receive my blessings." She admitted, prompting Morgan to almost gasp at the thought of Chrom and Naga. But he shook off the thought when Naga continued to speak.

"But if I had to give a reason as to why you... well, I suppose it's because no one else seems better suited. You're clearly fine with bedding other women if the conditions are right, and you've shown you're capable enough to satisfy a manakete as my daughter can no doubt attest. And simply put, you seem like a nice, young lad. Does that satisfy enough reason?"

Morgan was still taken aback by her words, prompting him to turn his gaze towards Tiki for guidance. The daughter of the goddess in front of him merely shrugged, not necessarily encouraging him to mate with her mother, but not discouraging him as well, simply expressing to him to do what he wished.

And so bringing his gaze back to Naga, Morgan tried to understand her gaze. He could see her honesty within her eyes, she truly did want this. And well, despite some of his annoyance at her tests, he was truly thankful for what she had done in allowing him to check up on Corrin and their child.

Not to mention, after everything he's been forced to endure, to finally be given a chance to gain relief in a way that he was mostly ok with... well, he found it hard to resist the temptation after the many others he's turned down today.

With a sigh, he cast his gaze downwards before bringing it back up with a calming breath. A firm look on his face as he said, "Alright, I'll do it."

Morgan saw Naga do something he'd never would've thought of, flashing a hungry grin at him as she finally touched down on the ground below. The blue hue that had covered her body faded as she appeared to take on a solid form that would be required for their session. And so taking another step towards him and saying, "Good, it's been quite a while since I've done this, so I hope you'll forgive me if I need a bit of time to...warm up. Even so, I can assure you it'll be quite worth it."

Morgan couldn't help but gulp as he prepared for what could have been his most important challenge yet.


'Dear Naga! She's incredible!'

Morgan would've thought to ponder the irony of those words if given the chance, considering the goddess he named was the same one currently between his knees and taking him down with such skill that he was, simply put, floored.

After agreeing to her terms, the two began to search for a place in the room to start off their antics, choosing a nearby stone table. But as they walked towards it, Morgan noticed Tiki heading off. "Tiki?" He called out to her, wanting to know where she was going. She merely replied that she wasn't in the mood to watch her Mother getting it down, informing Morgan not to hold back before flashing him a sultry wink. The lad was unable to respond to any of her words as he felt Naga grab him by the arm, effortlessly pull and sit him down on the table's edge.

Without a warning, she made short work of his pants and trousers, practically ripping them off to get to her prize. Morgan was powerless to resist her, seeing the hunger that shined in her eyes as his cock was revealed in full to her making him believe it was best not to get in the way of that. He was barely able to grab the edges of the table to brace himself as, after a moment of admiring his shaft, she proceeded to engulf it in her mouth and down her throat.

It was difficult not for Morgan not to succumb on the spot.

She wasn't merely deepthroating his cock, no, this was something more, already taking most of his length. His tip and part of his upper shaft were squeezed in the tight embrace of her throat, her cheeks caving in while her long tongue swirled around what was kept in her mouth. Her lips sealed tight around his girth as she lightly sucked on his cock.

"Mhhmm~"

She didn't bob her head, not yet. No, first she wanted a taste of his cock, a very large taste. She wanted to take in the girth, the length, the musk, even his groans and moans were important to her. She wanted the entirety of this sensation, to experience the lust she hadn't been able to indulge in for a few millennia.

And even despite being out-of-practice, it was hardly a challenge for her to move her lips down a bit more and kiss his crotch, signalling she had each and every inch of his length inside of her. She had devoured him.

Had Morgan been more prepared, not pent up after weeks of celibacy and on edge after the day's events, he would've been able to last longer. But alas, that was not the case, as while Naga didn't possess the same technique some of his partners had, she more than made up with it with raw lust and ability.

He couldn't hold back.

"Go-gods!" He roared, gripping the stone edge as hard as he could as he experienced one of his most explosive orgasms yet. It caught Naga off guard, her eyes widening as the shaft she devoured spasmed in her throat, shooting down the seed of a mere mortal down into her stomach. Part of her was disappointed by how fast he seemed to come, only to realize after everything she's forced him to endure it was only natural that his body would succumb to relief.

She just accepted it as a compliment to her own skills to make it happen so quickly. Besides, she knew this lad could go for quite a while. And upon reaching down to weigh his sack, she reminded herself he had quite a few more loads to offer in this session of worship.

So she relaxed her hold on his cock, allowing him to gain the relief he so desperately needed as she pulled her lips back a tad so that only his top was kept in her throat. She used her muscles to softly squeeze and milk his shaft as she recalled memories of her doing so long ago, finding how naturally it came to her as she absentmindedly feathered his balls, coaxing more of his mortal seed down into her throat.

After a few seconds of him continuing to cum, Naga found herself raising a brow in mild amusement. She knew he could cum quite a bit, but now that she was experiencing firsthand, she had to give this tactician credit. His orgasm may not have been as potent as the dragons and manaketes she's laid before, but it was enough of a substitute for her to be reminded of them.

And with how horny she was, it was more than enough to suit her needs.

Eventually, his orgasm began to subside, evident by how his once tense chest and grip began to relax. Morgan began to pant, letting out a few moans and gasps as Naga softly bobbed her head along his length. She gently coaxed out whatever remaining drops of his load he still hadn't let out with the firm seal of her lips and her tongue which she continued to have coiled around his girth. Her actions were almost encouraging as she continued to absentmindedly play with his balls, rolling them in her palm while gently sucking away.

Eventually, she pulled away. A small pop and slurp rang out as her lips left his cock and her tongue unwrapped around his girth respectively. A small grin grew on her face as she gazed up at the lad practically wheezing from her blowjob.

Morgan had experienced quite a few deepthroat sessions before, from mages, servants, knights, royalty, and divine. But while they were all lovely in their own right, what Naga had given him was truly something special.

And the mirth and glint in her eyes conveyed to him she was well aware of that.

Rising from her knees with grace and ease, Naga couldn't help but tease the lad for what had just occurred, "Tell me, was I truly that good? Or were you really that pent up that an old woman like me made you weak between the knees?"

She asked these questions she already knew the answer to with a grin, one that Morgan understood as he sighed with a small smile before answering, "A bit of both, honestly. Besides, even if you call yourself old, you're still more attractive than most women I'd reckon."

Naga reacted to his compliment with a cheerful chuckle, "My my, quite the charmer are you? I was more than ready just to have some good sex, but these compliments are a pleasant bonus as well."

"Still, I suppose we'll both still need a bit more warming up before we can really get down to business. And considering I did all the work for that orgasm, perhaps you'd be willing to do so this round?"

Without another word, a light enveloped Naga's form, her hair flowing and eyes closed for a few moments before the light dissipated a flurry of smaller lights as she revealed her now bare form. Morgan's jaw almost dropped as he now saw the bare form of the goddess, every divine curve.

He without a doubt now understood where exactly Tiki got her looks from.

The goddess in front of him held a small grin, especially at the small twitch of his cock as it once again rose to the occasion. Licking her lips, she silently yet gracefully made her way to sit beside him, laying back and splaying her body over the smooth stone in a spread eagle position. She gazed at Morgan with a sultry look that expressed a silent invitation.

Morgan gulped as he understood that he had only just stepped into the shallow part of this pool Naga was gifting him. And if he wished to not drown in her deepest ends, he needed to give proper worship.

Removing the rest of his clothing, he saw Naga eyeing him out of the corner of his eye, waiting patiently for him to get to work with a grin. But he didn't just plan on following her whims, no, he believed he had a few tricks up his sleeves to surprise this goddess.

Making his way in front of the manakete, he took her off guard by kneeling at the edge. His face leveled with her divine folds instead of his shaft as he took hold of her scrupulous thighs and spread them open, revealing her rather wet twat and unkempt bush that matched Tiki's own.

Naga's eyes widened a bit at his tactics, she had expected him to use his shaft, but instead, this lad planned to use his lips to service her instead. She couldn't help the small blush coming onto her face at how closely he had inspected her lower lips, for he was the first to do so in a very long time.

"Huh!?" She gasped in surprise when he suddenly flicked his tongue at her lips, sending an overwhelming sensation throughout her body. Her body shivered and her hips bucked in response to the needs she had down there finally getting attended by something other than her fingers. Her nails lightly clawed at the stone tablet beneath her as she allowed Morgan to go to work, placing her needs into his hands for now.

And Morgan made sure he didn't disappoint. With a single flick of his tongue and sample of her taste he found himself hooked. He pressed his face forward, firmly planting his upper lips against her lower ones as he both indulged and worshiped the goddess' bounty in front of him.

"Huuhh~" Naga squirmed lightly atop of the tablet, his actions eliciting a strange response within her. It wasn't overwhelming pleasure, no, it was more akin to a tender massage, one that allowed her to feel each action he performed in vast detail as it brought her steadily closer to relief. Each flick of his tongue explored her inner cavern, poking and prodding her walls and bumps while his lips sucked around her own, drinking up the juices she had begun to release.

'Goodness, at the very least, I can see why Tiki expressed such praise for his other skills,' Naga mused as she attempted to control herself yet found it increasingly difficult. She didn't know if it was experience, luck, talent, or something else, but Morgan was someone easily finding her more sensitive spots and keeping her increasingly on edge. And it was starting to make her feel rather needy.

"Morgan~"

The lad couldn't help but have his ears perk up at the way she moaned his name, a sense of pride and smugness filling him at the sheer fact he had a goddess such as Naga moan it. He was lucky that the tricks he learned on Tiki were coming in handy for her mother. It seemed as though the two shared similar sweet spots, with a few differences here and there. But the similarities were enough for Morgan to easily find a solid foundation to work with this goddess and give her more than enough pleasure right off the bat. The hand she placed on his head found her fingers burying themselves in his messy hair, gave him giving him even more encouragement.

She had a strong grip similar to Tiki's, but it was loose and unfocused. She was clearly encouraging him to continue his work, and if he really riled her up, she might tighten her grip and truly bury his face within her thighs and clench them around his head. His only escape then would've been to eat her out as his life depended on it, which he had already experienced a few times with TIki.

Which was why he was careful to not set her off just yet. No, he had a plan for her, and he wasn't intent to give this goddess her first orgasm with merely his tongue.

With one last thrust of his tongue, Morgan made sure to keep Naga on edge as he pulled back, rising from his knees to stand once again. The loss of his touch almost had Naga whining as she realized just how much she had been panting; her eyes had taken on a small haze of lust as she gazed down at the lad who stood in between her legs, his erection angled towards her now very lubricated folds.

She spread her legs wide, welcoming him in as she held one hand over her face, wincing as she felt him slide the underside of his length over her folds a few times as though to tease her. Eventually, though, he began to earnestly make his way in. His tip prodded her entrance before popping in, a gasp escaping them both while a long moan followed as Morgan sank his cock into the goddess' passage.

Morgan leaned over the goddess, planting his hands on either side of her as he gazed down on her. He had to admit, his current perspective of Naga was a rather attractive one. He didn't see the goddess revered by most of the world. No, he saw a woman writhing and squirming from his cock as it filled her up. Her head was tilted to the side, hair a tad disheveled and her eyes lidded and hazy as she slightly shifted to the side.

It captivated him, so much so that he didn't even notice he was fully sheathed within her until their crotches kissed and his balls rested over the crevice of her ass.

A small gasp was let out by both of them, with Morgan wincing a bit as he now experienced the goddess's holy sanctum fully. Of course, it was similar to Tiki's, warm, moist, and tight, unbelievably tight. And yet the hold it had over his dick wasn't constricting, simply enveloping him in a firm embrace that required quite a bit of focus to maneuver in and out of. And so he braced himself in preparation for what he needed to do next.

For Naga, she relished the sensation. It had been far, far too long since she had experienced pleasure as fulfilling as this. All those experiences with lovers long ago that had been just out of her reach crashed down into her in blissful nostalgia as she wondered how she endured with her fingers as long as she did. But she was brought out of her reminiscing as she felt Morgan move his hips, a small gasp escaping her lips when he pulled back, sliding his cock and rubbing the underside of his tip against her walls before pushing himself in.

It was somewhat mundane. His pumps, while not slow, weren't exactly brisk either, firm but not especially powerful. Simply put, he wouldn't rock the bed at this rate, even if this bed was made from stone. But still, it was needed for both of them. A pace, a rhythm needed to be set as they both became accustomed to each other. And soon enough, Morgan's thrusts began to pick up steam.

"Ahhh~" Naga let out a small moan as a small beat of slapping skin began to ring out, her breathing becoming ragged as Morgan's shaft now moved within her folds at a brisk pace. The lad put enough force behind them to firmly push her walls aside whenever he plunged in and pulled out. Her eyes were closed so that she could bask in the sensation of it all., Ffrom the clap of his balls against her ass that rang in her ears,. The boy's ragged breathing as he loomed over her, and she couldn't ignore the sway of her breasts as they became waves affected by his thrust. It all made her toes curl.

"More~" She begged with a mutter, barely loud enough for him to peek up. But he did, and he obeyed the goddess beneath him. Her eyes clenched a bit tighter as she shivered in reaction to his response, and she felt a need to get closer to the lad. Releasing both her grips on the table(and realizing her fingers had dug into the stone), Naga shifted her hands to wrap around the lad above her, pulling him closer atop of her and pressing their bodies against one another. Her chest was pinned under his own, their stomachs and limbs brushed against one another as they exchanged body heat in a way only capable in passion.

And Naga felt compelled to gaze at Morgan.

Her eyes fluttered open to do so, hazy eyes becoming clear as she saw the lad over her. And as Morgan did for her, she saw him in a new light that made him much more attractive. From his messy hair and the small amount of sweat that glistened on his face which was so concentrated that it was almost adorable, she couldn't stop her lips from taking his own.

"Mmpphh!?" Morgan's eyes went wide as he let out a muffled gasp at their kiss, the shock almost breaking his rhythm. Still, his hips kept up their pace as his mind was stormed with a variety of emotions. He was kissing Naga, goddess of Ylisse! No, it was more accurate to say he was making out with her as she slipped her long tongue and slithered around in his mouth. It almost shocked him as much as when she asked him to mate with her, and yet his instincts kicked in to guide his actions as he met her tongue with parries he's traded with her daughter. And with that, he allowed himself to succumb to this pleasure and continue his due worship.

Naga moaned approvingly as he met her actions and continued on her own. When she had revealed her intentions to meet with him, that's what she prepared to do. Mate, or simply fuck. Allow themselves to drown in their lust and let it all out. And while she still intended to do that, what she was being given now was something different. Morgan wasn't fucking her, no, he was loving her, worshiping her in a way she didn't realize she needed until this very moment.

And after being on edge from his earlier service, coupled with this loving sensation, Naga couldn't hold back.

"Ahh...Hahh...Kyah!" Naga's head tipped back as Morgan's shaft rubbed against a rather sensitive spot. His first pass when he thrust in forcing her lips from his, while the second pass when he pulled back was what sent her over the edge.

Naga's body shook and shuddered as for the first time in so, so long, she experienced relief that didn't come from her fingers. And even though her orgasm by itself wasn't that explosive, the culmination of it all made her reaction rather passionate instead.

" Ghha !" Morgan gasped and grunted as Naga's legs snapped around his waist, a tight hold forcing him back into the depths of her holy grounds as she came. He winced at the sheer raw strength of her orgasm, as just like Tiki, the spasm and convulsion of her walls were enough to make him cum on the spot. Her walls milked his shaft, practically demanding every last drop of his mortal seed into her divine core while washing it away in a sea of her own juices.

From the embrace of cock with her passage, the hold around his waist with her legs, and grip around his shoulders and neck from her arms, Morgan found it difficult not to melt into her embrace as he allowed himself to fully succumb to his orgasm. Gravity overtook him as he sank atop of the goddess beneath him, a groan leaving his lips from each squeeze her loins gave him as he dumped his load into Naga.

It was almost scary how overwhelmingly blissful the whole sensation was. It almost overtook him as his eyes threatened to roll back and his body succumbed to a deep slumber from just how draining this single orgasm felt. And yet Morgan stayed conscious, if barely.

Eventually, their orgasms began to subside, their bodies going limp against the other as they both breathed rather raggedly, finding the session far more taxing than expected. Still, it was very pleasurable, and so they each basked in the afterglow. A small shine of sweat already coated their skin, mixing like the juices around their loins as it seeped from the cracks between their joined sexes and dripped down onto the stone table, leaving evidence of their sinful affair in this holy location.

"Goodness, I think I may have gotten carried away," Naga spoke with an embarrassed yet friendly tone, a small chuckle leaving her lips and subtly vibrating against Morgan's chest. "I didn't expect you to have me begging so quickly, or easily," She soon added, raising her gaze towards the lad.

The lad tilted her gaze towards her as well, unable to help the toothy grin that came onto his face as he bashfully accepted her compliment. Naga truly didn't expect Morgan to have her in the palm of his hand so quickly, especially after how easily she had him in hers at first.

And she wondered how frequently the shift in power would occur once they got serious.

"Now that we're warmed up I reckon, shall we get down to business? I'm curious to see how well you can perform Morgan, if you thought satisfying Tiki's needs after her centuries of waiting was difficult, then you have no idea what you're in for with me."

Naga's grin sent a shiver down Morgan's spine, his loins twitching in response in her cum-stuffed fold. But he didn't flinch nor back down, instead, he looked the goddess straight in her eyes and met her challenge head-on.

Naga's grin deepened as she said, "Feel honor Morgan, not many people can claim they've slain dragons, and even fewer can claim they've laid them. But to attempt to conquer one such as myself, well... I hope you're prepared to make history~"


"Oh...Oh! OH!"

Naga's gasps rang across the room along with the wet slaps of skin produced by her and Morgan's antics. His thrust now came from below, pushing up into the goddess above as she had her back to him. His grip on her hips helped to keep her stable while she bounced against his cock in tandem with his thrust, her feet planted on the edge of the stone table while his feet dug into the ground over the edge.

Morgan's thrust went just as deep as before, but the force he had behind them had evolved. His hips pistoned in and out of Naga's snatch, his hips slamming up against her ass and causing the prominent flesh to jiggle wildly. Though not as wildly as her breasts, flopping in abandonment all over her chest which Morgan could peek at from past her sides, crashing against each other and the goddess's blissful face as she let out moans to the very skies she watched down from.

And she found herself being sent up towards them when her next climax ripped through her.


"Ohhh, yes~"

Naga cooed into Morgan's ear as the lad had her back pressed against a nearby tree, moving their fucking from the table to new grounds as they defiled more of this holy sanctum. Her bare back rubbed against the bark in a way that was far less irritating than the divine manatee would've expected. Perhaps it had to do with the delightful sensation of the cock sawing in and out of her loins that helped.

With one leg wrapped around his waist and the other planted beside his own, Naga kept the lad close as he pinned her between the tree and himself. Her breasts rubbed against his chest, her hardened nipples scrubbing against his surprising toned front as she smeared it with her milk, a reminder of her heritage as a manakete.

Her arms wrapped around his neck to keep his head close as he sucked and nibbled on her neck, finding herself impressed by just how much he made the act rather pleasurable. His own hands kept a firm hold on her lower half, one gripping the thigh of the leg that wrapped around him, and another set of fingers sinking into the flesh of her rear.

" AHh !" She couldn't help but gasp when he felt the sensation of her ass being groped, neck being nibbled, and a good thrust into her twat all at once. And she rewarded him with a nice, sensual roll of her hips and squeeze of her loins as they continued on and smeared the grass below in their sinful fluids.


"Mhmmm~"

Naga moaned around Morgan's cock as her lidded eyes gazed into his own. A look that threatened to make him weak at the knees as she was on her own, sucking down his cock with the obedience fitting for a tavern whore than a goddess.

Her body shook and shuddered under the movements of his hips as he gravitated and churned his dick within the tight hold of her throat as he stood over her, gripping both her head and the tree in front of her as he attempted to fight back against her attempts to coax out another load. Her hands stayed by her sides, fingers tapping against the dirt beneath her while her tongue once again coiled around his girth, cheeks caved in, and her lips tightly sealed around his shaft while her throat kept a firm hold around his crown as she sucked him down. And gods, the look in her eyes, reminded him of the looks Tiki herself gave whenever they engaged in similar scenarios.

And he couldn't hold himself back from morphing his hip movement into piston-like thrusts.

"Glrk! Urk! Ngh!"

Naga muffled moans became choked as Morgan began to fuck the goddess' face. Gravity was his ally in this endeavor, yet not a needed one as the force behind his thrust was already enough to have manakete feel a tad lightheaded, eyes rolling back as small tears threatened to form. Her head tipped back against the tree behind her while his balls slapped against her chin and made her coo around his cock.

And yet despite being slightly disoriented, her hold on his dick only became firmer, perhaps even more focused as the thoughts that guided her before morphed into instinct. Allowing her to continue her work while her mind basked in the blissful sensation of being fucked.

Her hands moved instinctually as well, one wrapping around his thigh to brace against something if needed. Her other hand meanwhile, slipped between her parting knees and towards her stuffed loins in between, dripping a multitude of mixed juices onto the ground. She helped to scope a bit more as her long fingers began to once again work towards giving her loins their own orgasm, and yet unlike the many times they did so before, she found her touch to be surprisingly effective. They plunged in and out of her passage at a brisk pace, matching the tempo of Morgan's face fuck as she rocked her hips against her pumping digits.

And when he roared at his climax and buried himself in her gullet, she cooed in response as her own orgasm was reached.


" Ohh ~, I think I rather like this position,"

Naga cooed her fondness for their current actions with a mirthful smile, rocking her body back and forth on the lap of the lad beneath her as she wrapped her arms around his head, embracing him against her chest. He drank the milk that leaked from one of her teats while massaging her other breast, his free hand busying itself by groping her rear.

Naga smiled down at the lad as she shook her hips, churning the dick inside her stuffed pussy as she sighed in blissful relaxation. They had moved their position towards the pool of water nearby, sitting by the shallow end for a small wash. The cool water came up around her hips, slurring and sloshing with small waves as the normally peaceful and flat surface was distributed by their lethargic fuck.

" Ahh ~"

And as Naga felt another orgasm occurred within her loins from his dick, she made sure to milk the lad's shaft and overflow her pussy with a fresh batch. Their mixed juices seeped out into the water as Naga basked in this rather unique sensation. Her head tipped back as her long hair flowed down and partly soaked with the water's edge, hips moving mostly on auto-drive as she believed she was once again getting the hang of this fucking.

But she knew this was just a small break for them both before they got right back into the heat of it. Not that she minded, she wanted to experience everything Morgan could give. From the soft and slow moments such as this, to the hard and rough sensations she had experience with his throat-fucking prior, and everything else in between and beyond.


"Hah~ Ohh~"

Naga's moans rang out rather loudly yet lethargically in a way that matched the duo's current pace. Once again they had returned to the smooth, stone table they had begun, now on their sides as Morgan was positioned behind the manakete. Holding one of her legs aloof with a grip on her sensual thigh, he kept her loins wide open as he thrust in with firm, brisk thrusts from behind.

His hips smacked against her ass, sinking into them and producing a loud, wet smack as they both were still drying off from their dip in the pool. Droplets of water flew from their hips as they continued their fuck, with Morgan's other arm holding the goddess close as it wrapped under her side to grope at her breasts, keeping her squirming against him. She branched her arms against the table-top under her head to lay and cushion it against, basking in his strokes and gropes and moaning her approval at his approach.

Morgan could feel himself start to slip into a primal need, one where lust would take over. Still, he had plans he needed to enact on the goddess in front of him. And if things continued smoothly, he could enact one of the most crucial steps rather soon. Still, he couldn't help but give muffled grunts and groans against her neck from just how tight her loins continued to hold his dick, feeling that he wouldn't last long until she coaxed another load from his balls.

At the very least, he'd make sure to coax one from her in return.


"Ah! Hah! OHH!"

Naga's gasps jolted through the air, her most vocal so far as she experienced a sensation she didn't expect. A cock sawing in and out of her backdoor.

If it had been a long time since Naga had a proper pound. She didn't even know how long it's been since she's had a cock in her ass. Perhaps it was that rather passionate session she had with multiple friends in her attempts to sire Tiki, in which she was surrounded by multiple cocks, and one slipped right between her back-cheeks.

Still, the pain she felt currently was at worst, discomfort, a minor spasm to the rather overwhelming sensation that followed. The friction she experienced was unlike anything else, not from what could occur in her moist mouth and loins, as even with the lubrication of their many previous loads coating Morgan's dick, the rubbing of sensitive skin was still there.

And Naga found that it was becoming rather pleasurable.

" Guuh ahher ~" Naga's eyes became hazy, her jaw threatening to become slack as her fingers groped and dug mindlessly at the stone beneath her for support. Her knees rubbed somewhat callously over the smooth surface as her breasts flattened against the table, milk and cum dripping over and painting the gray texture with a coat of white. Every thrust from Morgan's hips pushed her further and further into the ancient furniture she used for her pleasure.

She could hear him gritting his teeth above her, almost growling with primal need as he attempted to push through the holy embrace of her rear around his cock. He debased her from not only taking this goddess despite being a mere mortal, but by having the achievement of claiming all of her holes as well.

The sheer debauchery of it all made her eyes roll back and her jaw finally go slack while her tongue rolled out, her body shuddering atop of the table as it was on the verge of going limp from just how close her orgasm was. And yet Morgan wasn't content to have her just lie there, no, he wanted to have this goddess cry out in ecstasy.

"Ahhh!" Naga was snapped out of her trance, her hazy eyes also snapping open and clearing up as a scream flew from her open mouth. A few droplets of his load from her previous blowjobs spewed out from her throat with her coughs as a searing pain was felt in her scalp, something almost no one would dare attempt on the goddess. Pulling her hair back with a sharp tug.

And yet Morgan found himself performing it, unable to think of the potential consequences of his actions as he fucked the dragon beneath him. His hips gravitated towards rough thrusts as he slammed into her meaty ass and rubbed all against her rear while he kept her head up with her long, green hair, allowing him to hear each and every gasp and moan she let out whenever he filled her ass with his dick.

Both knew this was a boundary cross, one that perhaps should've alarmed them. Yet neither could begin to care, in fact, they each relished the sensation.

And thus began the true descent into their lust.


*Plap plap plap

"Huh~ Huh~ Huuu~"

Naga's gasp rang out in tandem with every one of Morgan's thrust. Gripping her round hips tightly, his hips were slapping against her meaty ass, sending a ripple that swayed her body back and forward on her hands and knees. Her tits flopped and crashed against each other from the force of his thrust, creating a clap that rang out and drew out yelps from her lips at the sensation from her sensitive chest.

She was already panting. Her head hung low and periodically got slapped from one of her breasts, not that she minded as her mind had already started to turn to mush. Her senses, once so kin and sharp, were starting to mesh together in a numb sensation that was coupled with simple bliss as all she could focus on was meeting the lads' thrusts behind her. It was a sensation and state of mind she had almost forgotten entirely, and now Morgan brought it back greater than ever before.

*Slap!

"Gha!"

A prominent yelp rang across the room as Naga's head was snapped, her body and more importantly limbs buckling in reaction to the sharp sting that settled on one of her ass-cheeks. A slap that was different from the ones that came from his hips.

*Slap!

"Hah!"

Once again the sharp sting was felt, but this time Naga felt a strange sense of pleasure follow. Just like how her next yelp was filled with delight as Morgan grabbed a hold of hair and yanked it and her head back, using it as a mere handle to control his and her thrusts while giving her ass the occasional slap.

There was something about this that sung to her, debaucherous as it may have been. This may not have been fitting of the goddess she was revered as, but as a manakete, no, as a dragon, it was something she resonated with deep down at just how primal it was. Morgan was no longer treating her with the love and care he had at first, no, this was pure, unfettered and purely primal lust.

She grinned a stupid grin in lustful anticipation.


"Hah! Hah! HAH!"

Naga continued to moan whilst bouncing atop Morgan's cock. Sitting over the edge of the table, the goddess' feet were planted on the cum drenched ground as she held Morgan's knees for support, leaning forward as she did her best to move her ass up and down his length.

Despite their position and what one might assume at first glance, Naga was no longer in control. No, it was safe to say that battle had passed. She was no longer looking to take the lead from the lad beneath her, she just wanted to get the most pleasure. And so she gave him full control on how to best reach that, which he was more than content with doing.

Morgan for his part was almost content to lean back and enjoy the sight. It wasn't every day one got to see the view of Naga herself pleasuring herself with one's cock. Her meaty ass rippled every time it smacked down on his lap. Her disheveled hair flowing and bouncing over her back with a few parts sticking to the skin that glistened with sweat. He could just make out the side of her face as she panted from her exertion, though it was hard to keep his gaze focused on that with her flopping tits.

Gods were they huge, perhaps the largest of all the women he's laid with. And that was saying something.

Still, Morgan wasn't the type to just lay back and watch unless it was what the woman truly wanted, and he knew what Naga wanted was a good fuck. So he gave her that. His hands locked around her round hips to help guide her over his cock, letting her focus on her bounces while he helped to point her in the right direction. He also gave a few small, but firm thrusts up into her loins, causing them both to moan out when their hips met with a loud clap.

Though not as loud as the slap of skin created when Morgan slapped her ass, a yelp drawn from the mother's lips as her head snapped up. Though her eyes were kept closed, she had gotten rather used to the sensation.

And her loud moans that followed with every slap showcased her approval as she found herself bouncing atop of his cock even faster.


"O-ohh!"

Naga's slacked jaw released a slurped yelp as she was once again dropped down on the lad's dick. Her legs upturned and kept at her sides with his arms wrapped around them as he showcased impressive strength to hold up a woman of her stature. Granted, her body may have been a bit lighter due to it not being completely natural. Still, he was keeping his balance, and that said something.

"Ahh!"

Naga blindly groped around her legs for support, the small ache she felt from the unnatural strength was hardly a concern for her over the immense pleasure she felt from the cock searing in and out of her rump. Her breasts once again flopping wildly to the point that she could no longer care, Her tongue now joining them as the force from Morgan's thrusts sent drool flying out of her mouth while she spoke an elder tongue even she couldn't understand.

Despite clearly becoming tired, Morgan's passion kept his strength high. The vigorous thrust he gave in out of her rump caused cum to drip from her messy loins. Sweat glistened both their bodies while the wet slaps of skin and her moan rang all over the room.

Had Naga been a bit more calm-minded, she would've thought about how she looked. The face she must've been making had to be unbecoming of a goddess. At the very least she'd be able to see for herself when she watched the playback of her and Morgan's antics later, a boon of this temple.

But that thought was the furthest thing from her mind when with a powerful thrust and groan, Morgan dropped her down and buried his cock in her ass. Her eyes widened before rolling back as she felt her rump filled with his seed once again, her own orgasm spurting out of her stuffed loins and onto the floor.


"Yes! YES! YEE-EYAAAHHHH!"

Naga's voice was no longer contained to loud moans, yelps, groans, and whatever else. No longer could the screams be kept back as she found herself on her back, legs once again upturned by her sides as she helped to keep them there. Her fingers digging into the flesh of her thighs as her body shook and rippled against between the table and the lad that loomed over her and drilled her pussy in ways she'd forgotten were possible.

Morgan winced at the screaming manakete, his body was tired, screaming with aches for him to take a break. But he had been given a duty from the goddess beneath him to fuck her, to give her the pleasure that she hadn't experienced in 1000s of years. He'd be damned if he didn't give it his all.

His grip adjusted on her calves, pushing them and her feet closer to her swept-back ears as she withered and squirmed beneath him. Her hips attempted to buck up and meet his thrusts, but the force he used to thrust down made it hard to use her superior strength and unable to properly match him.

Still, that didn't stop her body from spasming beneath him and still causing her hips to unintentionally buck against him. Her toes curled in delight as her screams reached new pitches that were surely taking a severe toll on her sore throat. Her body once blissfully numb was now being thrown into overwhelming pleasure as each one of Morgan's devastating thrusts reached her very core, scoping out more and more of their previous orgasms from her stuffed loins before he filled it with a new load from both of them.

And soon enough, he did. With a roar that sounded almost primal and matched her screams, he slammed down one last time. His dick pierced through her passage and rubbed over all of her sweet spots before unloading his next orgasm right at the entrance of her divine womb.

It was too much for Naga, her body shaking as she felt each and every sensitive bump on her walls rubbed just the right way. And when she felt his crown pressed against her very core, it was over.

With a scream that almost defeated his roar, she came with him. Her walls clamped over his shaft and helped to coax out each and every drop of his orgasm. Her own juices drowning his mortal seed in a divine sea. A groan left his lips while a loud moan fell from her. And as her eyes rolled to the back of her head while her long tongue hung over the edge of her lips, she couldn't help but grin at the sensation of the desperate, primal hunger she's been keeping back for so long, finally, finally starting to fall silent.


"How nice of you to join us, Tiki~"

"Well, I thought I had given you both enough time to yourselves. Besides, it was getting rather difficult to ignore the noises you both were creating, they practically rang throughout all the halls."

"Hehe~ Please Tiki, even if that was the case, how do you explain the extended period of times you watched us from the throne? You don't think I noticed it? Much less felt it? Despite claiming you weren't in the mood to...oh what was it you said? Watch your mother get fucked, your actions seemed to prove otherwise."

"...I'll pretend I didn't hear that, mother."

Morgan could barely understand the conversation between the divine mother and daughter. His mind was on the verge of dropping in and out of consciousness, his exhaustion from the fuckathon he had just experienced finally taking its toll. He couldn't recall how long he went for, or how hard at times, and lots of moments seemed like blurs. What he was certain of was that it was an experience that would most likely never be replicated.

And yet despite how much his body desired to rest, to finally collapse and take a much-needed break, the soft, velvet sea of flesh around his shaft helped to keep it hard, if just barely.

"Urggh~" Morgan groaned as he couldn't stop his hips from bucking against the pair of breasts that embraced his cock. The sensation was divine, and if he had a bit more energy, he would've been able to better relax and appreciate the sensation. But after being so drained, what would've felt like bliss was also a curse because it felt too good to let him actually rest and keep him conscious.

Tiki shifted her face to glance at the lad, a sympathetic look flashed on her face as she noticed his eye lulling in and out of slumber. Yet she didn't cease her tits' hold on his dick as her hands kept them firm around his shaft and pressed up against her mother's pair, "Goodness mother, did you really have to drain him so much?" She asked before letting out a small moan as their nipples brushed against one another. A strong sting of simulation for their sensitive breasts paired with the more constant fuzzy sensation they experienced by pressing their chests against Morgan's shaft.

Naga merely smiled at her daughter's words, "Come now Tiki, you know how much I needed that. Besides, you were watching, weren't you? He was the one who took control near the end, so most of the energy he spent was due in part to his own efforts." She replied rather cheerfully, looking rather well and composed for a woman who had been fucked stupid for the better part of a few hours, or day, she couldn't really remember which. The only evidence what she had been through was her disheveled appearance and the cum-cake skin she hadn't yet decided to do away with, wanting to enjoy the sensation for a bit longer as she continued to tend to the lad's loins with her daughter.

A daughter who couldn't help but huff, "You could've at least done better to try and have him take a break or two. If I hadn't come in, there's no telling how much longer you two would've gone. Morgan may have more stamina than most men, and even some manaketes, but he's still mortal at his core must I remind you."

Naga couldn't help but smile, finding some sort of fun in being chided by her daughter. They hadn't had the best relationship over the years, but she believed this was probably something that was helping to mend that. While what they were currently partaking in wasn't exactly normal, Naga found enjoyment in being able to share this intimate, and at times lighter moment with her.

"Yes, yes," She responded with a sort of sing-song tone of acknowledgment before adding, "In any case, I'd say he's done well to hold himself so far. He is still hard, isn't he? That's quite an achievement."

Tiki sighed at her mother's words, "Yes, I suppose. In any case, after he passes out I reckon he'll be in deep slumber for around a day." Her voice was soft and gentle, and Morgan could barely appreciate it as his eyes grew heavier and heavier. Exhaustion finally beginning to overtake pleasure, divine though it may be.

"Then I suppose we'll just have to make it an enjoyable slumber, won't we?" Naga stated with a tone that sounded suspicious to Tiki's ears.

"What are you planning?" She asked her mother with a raised brow.

Naga merely grinned, "Oh just trust me," She told her, Tiki continuing to gaze down at Naga for a few more moments before letting out a sigh and doing as told. Her gaze fell to the tip of their lover's loins, and the small amount of precum that had become to pool around the valley of their breasts.

Before she leaned down, she heard her mother ask, "When he wakes up, want to have a proper go at him? Together I mean? I do still feel bad that by asking you to pause his sexual activities, it also affected your own as well."

Tiki glanced at her, before letting out another small sigh with some blushed cheeks. Her gaze to the side as she bashfully replied, "If you insist."

Naga smiled at her daughter as the girl leaned down to wrap her lips around the head of Morgan's shaft. A small, tired groan escaped the lad's lips from the sudden spike in pleasure as Tiki swirled her tongue around his slit to pick up each drop of his seed her mother hadn't yet claimed for herself.

This action left his lips perfectly available for Naga, who pulled her breasts away from his cock as she made her way up his body. Her soft chest sliding over his form and providing a soft, albeit brief massage against his sore muscles before eventually settling against the upper side of his chest.

"Thank you for this Morgan, so here's one last gift I can provide you for your slumbers," Naga whispered her words to the lad, his eyes barely able to flicker in her direction. And yet all he could make out was the blur vision of her smile and grateful face as she placed her lips on his own.

It was so soft and gentle that Morgan could no longer hold back. In her embrace, exhaustion finally took hold as his eyes fell shut, his body shutting down for rest that he couldn't even feel his final orgasm released within Tiki's eager mouth.

One by one his senses finally stopped responding. From the sound of their voices to even the barest hints of their touch, Morgan couldn't feel anything as he fell into a dark void of slumber.

Yet even in that void, he would soon realize pleasure would find him.

A pleasure that would form itself in one of his most memorable dreams.


"Mhmm~, Morgan honey, it's time to wake up~"

Morgan groaned at the voice that called him, attempting to stir him from his much-needed slumber as he could feel something lightly shake his upper body in an attempt to wake him as well. His arms twitched and swayed in instinct, with his right hand brushing against some very soft textures that were followed by a fair of moans and then some other giggles. The sounds and sensation helped to further draw him from his slumber, but what truly rose him from it was the wet, tight, warm, and blissful sensation that was focused around his crotch. It was seemingly the source of the loud slurps that were ringing in his ears along with someone, or perhaps two other people's soft breathing.

"Huh?"

Morgan's eyes fluttered as his head shifted in place, his senses starting to return to him one by one as his blurry vision began to clear up. He could make out the soft sensation that was present by his left side and behind his head, pressing into him in a way that felt so familiar yet he just couldn't understand just why at the moment. But while he tried to recall why and what they were potentially were, his gaze was drawn to the source of a loud slurp at his loins that made him shiver. His hand instinctively gripped whatever was there as his vision finally clearing up.

Morgan's eyes widened a bit as the sight of Tiki with her head buried in his lap was clear to him as he continued to grip her head. Her lips were tightly wrapped around his cock as a bit of his cum dripped out, her eyes clenched shut in concentration as he noticed how she had most of her dress up. Her ass raised high as it peeked out from under her skirt and revealed its bare, glorious shape. But he then noticed why that was, as she was leaning over someone's spread leg to suck him off.

"Fufu~ Looks like he's awake again~"

The voice prompted Morgan to shift his gaze to the right side, in effect following the leg Tiki was leaning over towards its owner. While he did so, he noticed that he seemed to be on a bed, one with pink sheets and curtains as walls. But before he could see anything else, his eyes once again widened at the trio he saw.

"He-hello~, Morgan..." Olivia did her best to greet the lad with a tired smile, one that looked fitting for her current state as it was revealed she was the one Tiki was leaning over. Both her legs were spread wide to reveal her loins, stuffed with cum and leaking them out onto the bed. She still wore the upper part of her dancer's outfit with one of her tits popped out. Her body was slumped back and leaned towards someone's chest as they kneeled behind her, carefully supporting the dancer as she panted rather loudly and held their arm.

"My my~, how nice of you to join us, Morgan, I was about to hex you to wake up. That last mess you made inside of me is starting to leak out, and I need your help to fix that."

Morgan's gaze shifted slightly to Olivia's side, revealing the dark mage who kneeled beside her and kept her other leg propped open. She was still wearing most of her clothing, her ass towards the lad and cape draped to the side to expose the rip in her mesh fabric that exposed her loins and the mess that was leaking out. With one hand gripping the curtains to her side, she had her head turned to gaze at Morgan with a weary smile.

Morgan blinked at Tharja's state, but as he did, the person beside her and behind Olivia became clear to his gaze and his next focus.

"Now now Tharja, try not to get too greedy. Some of us still need to have our turn with Morgan, like me," Cherche chided the dark mage with a gentle yet firm tone as she gazed at Morgan with her usual smile, one that was while polite, also helped to serve as a warning of that reminded others to head her words.

Unlike the previous few girls, the wyvern rider appeared to be mostly naked, save for her long-sleeved gloves and hair-piece as she comforted the dancer who leaned against her. Her hand patted Olivia's head as she also still on her hairpiece, while her other hand slipped around her side to hold the pink-haired dancer's still-covered tit. The side of one of her own tits pressing against Olivia's cheek.

Before Morgan's focus could linger any longer the sound of curtains being pulled apart drew his gaze past them, revealing a pair of pegasus knights that now stood at the edge of the bed.

"Oh! Is Morgan ready for the rest of us?"

"Perhaps not Sumia, it looks like he's still coming to. Let's give him another minute or two to make sure, we want him at his best after all~"

Sumia and Cordelia's respective words registered in Morgan's ears, if just barely. Similar to their fellow flier, they were also mostly bare save for their detached sleeves, garter belt, and stockings. Both had one hand gripping the curtains as they kept them open on their respective sides. Sumia's other arm held between her breasts as she kept her hand under her chin, Cordelia though had both her breasts covered with her other arm, hiding most of her chest from view save for the top.

"Oh, heya Morgan! Have a nice nap!?"

"Bout time you woke up! You may have only been out of it for a few minutes, but with how many of us are waiting for you, it felt like hours for us!"

Morgan's eyes fluttered towards the space in between the pegasus knights, squinting at the multitude of figures who were situated on the other side of the room. His focus of course landed on the two who had called out to him first, the shortest of the girls around him but perhaps the one with the most energy, Nowi, and Lissa.

The manakete and blonde princes gave the lad respective smiles that curled into hungry grins as they sat next to each other with a large window behind them. Both were clad in some simple yet elegant and rather nice looking nightgowns as they awaited their turn with their lover. Seeing they had Morgan's attention, they each gave him a little tease, Nowi making a show of licking her lips to signify her hunger, while Lissa merely gave him a knowing wink.

"Heya handsome, while I love you, even I might consider you a bit too greedy for your own good if you can't satisfy all these gals you've got wrapped around your finger~"

Morgan's eyes shifted just a bit up from Nowi and Lissa's seat to the redhead merchant who sat behind them. Her trademark look of a wink and finger on her chin helped Morgan to identify her as Anna even if her voice made that clear. Similar to the girls in front of her, the merchant was also wearing her own nightgown, though it seemed her's was already in the process of slipping off as both her shoulders were exposed.

Despite still feeling confused at his current situation, Morgan wanted to say something, anything in the face of all these ladies he held dear to his heart. But for some reason, he couldn't get any words out of his throat. He could only keep shifting his eyes from one girl to the next, unable to keep his gaze on any of them for long until some sort of sound or motion drew him to another. That was until something had him turn directly to his left side.

"Come now darling, I know you've used quite a bit of energy, but we both know how much more you still have left in store. You proved it to me when you gave me our special little girl, so hurry and give all these gals their own special little gifts."

Morgan was stunned, eyes widened as he heard a voice he thought he may never hear again.

"Hey there~" Corrin cooed at his stunned face with a sultry look, only for it to break apart when she giggled. She leaned forward to give Morgan a quick peck on the cheek before taking his lips for a more personal, equal parts loving, and lustful kiss, allowing him to feel for himself just how bare she was. His arm slipped into the valley of her breasts as it entered their soft embrace while he could see her tail swaying behind her as she enjoyed their lip-locke.

Pulling back, a trail of spit connected their lips as he stared in awe at her grinning face. His reaction to their kiss prompted Corrin to giggle once again, playfully asking, "What's the matter, dragon got your tongue?"

Once again Morgan wished to answer but found words failing him. And just like before, his focus was drawn away from one lovely lady to another, to one who arguably held the most important spot in her heart.

"Come now sweetie, as proud as I am for you making so many women happy, if you keep ignoring Mommy, I may get jealous~"

Morgan's head tilted back against the bosom he rested his head against. He knew that voice, he could never forget it, and as he stared up into the eyes of his mother, he saw her beautiful face gazing down lovingly at him.

"Well Morgan, don't you have anything to say?" Robin asked, seemingly gesturing to all the other girls around him.

It took Morgan a few moments to respond, feeling as though words were finally coming to him, he just needed some time to get them out. And when he did, he made sure he was loud enough for them all to hear.

"I love you," He told his mother, continuing to gaze at him but now with a smile and a look just as loving as her's. He shifted his gaze back down to the girls around him, his eyes going through all of them as he added, "Each of you as well, I love you all so much,"

He could see each of the girls respond in their own way to him. Some bore bright smiles, others more subdued, and some just grinned. But they all gazed back at him with a positive expression.

His focus was pulled back towards his Mother as she cupped his cheek and directed him towards him. Her long hair fell over the sides of both their heads, creating a sorta tunnel that made Morgan's gaze lose all other distractions and had his focus squared directly on his mother.

"We know Morgan, and we all love you too~"

With those words, Robin brought her lips down and captured his. Mother and Son shared a kiss that could never be replicated with anyone else, because their bond was too unique for it to be so.

So as Morgan continued to make-out with his mother while surrounded by the various women he held deep within his heart, he couldn't help but believe his current situation was pure, unfettered bliss. They made him happy, and he swore to make them happy no matter what it took.

And for the rest of his dreams, he would do just that, not realizing that a similar dream was experienced between all those he cared about as well, be they in other kingdoms, continents, or even worlds beyond.


A/N: Welp, there it is, the finale of Morgan and the MILFs. Its been a long time, now 3 years since I first published this story, and honestly, its surreal that its finally reached a conclusion. I remember feeling kinda satisfied with this story back during the Tiki chapter, since that was the last chapter where one of the initial girls I planned finally joined. But of course, by than I had a few more ideas I wanted to take care of.

Corrin was probably one of my favorite chapters, simply cause I had that idea for years and basically. The whole Valm arc was kinda an excuse to get Severa, Owain, and Inigo to their fate positions to help make it happened, and for a while, I actually thought I may not have been able to do it. But then I got into a Corrin mood of July of that summer, and well, I pumped that chapter out, lol. Was pretty proud of it too, and I think it has some of my favorite sex scenes, so yeah. i think Corrin may have been my favorite chapter in this story, ain't that ironic for an Awakening Harem story?

In any case, thanks for reading. I really, really do appreciate it. Hopefully you stick around and read some other stories, more Morgan stuff if your interested in that! But otherwise, see you later, and once again, thank you.