Wing and Tome

by PR0F.GMK

Tasked with securing a fort, Morgan and Caeda, regular partners for the Order of Heroes attempt to complete their task as best they can, but when his plan has an unexpected hiccup during it all, Morgan realizes just how much the princess means to him. Yet does she share the same feelings? Turns out she'll show him just that.

1. A Flight from Fell Folly

Author's Note: Alright, so this was definitely a weird pairing, even for me, lol.

Idea came from a friend of mine, and well, once I started thinking about it, I couldn't stop, haha. Pretty proud how this turned out all things regardless, really believe this is one of my stronger fics, enough that I'm already thinking on potential sequel chapters, hah!

But in any case, thanks for reading it! Hope you enjoy it! And if you really liked it, or not, leave your thoughts in the comments, really interested to hear them.

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5, 8, 10…

15, there were 15 enemies in the fort below. A piece of information that had Morgan sighing, this mission may have been harder than he anticipated.

"Morgan? Is something the matter?"

The concerned voice that called his name snapped the tactician out of his daze, prompting him to turn to his partner for this mission, or well, her back. Her dark, blue hair flowing through the wind as gracefully as she directed her pegasus to circle the fort below. Her control over her mount's movements was so precise it allowed Morgan to use his hex enhanced vision to better analyze the enemy below, along with another one to hide their position.

"There are more enemies down than anticipated, taking this fort may be more dangerous than originally thought." He responded to her question with a worried tone.

However, in spite of that, the girl's calm and cheerful tone was unfazed, "Is that so? Well, in any case, I'm sure whatever plan you come up with will be enough to take care of them."

Morgan chuckled, embarrassed at her words with a blush coming onto his face, "You put too much faith in me, Lady Caeda."

The Princess and Pegasus Knight of legend chuckled at his words, "For good reason. You've shown me time and time again that something like this isn't enough to stop you. Besides, whose spell is it that's allowing my precious steed to fly so close to their base without getting spotted?"

"It's only due to your graceful and careful movements that it's working!" He tried to retort, his voice was a bit higher than he would've liked. The hex they were using to keep them concealed was usually supposed to be used on still objects or people just standing around. And sure, it was possible to use it while on the move, provided the objects of its focus weren't making sudden and quick movements that would disturb the enhancement. But for it to be active while flying? It would take a master of the art for it to even have a chance of working.

And Caeda and her mount were just that good.

The knight chuckled at his words, "Perhaps, but don't sell yourself too short, dear, I find myself relying upon the many plans that amazing little mind of yours comes up with."

Morgan's blush darkened from her praise, needing to shift his gaze off to the side so as to not risk his vision catching her gaze should she glance back at him. And to also, not gaze upon her stunning form.

The paintings and descriptions of Caeda did not do her justice in Morgan's mind. She was as tall as him, if not just a bit more, with white and golden-edge armor-padding on her shoulders and chest-plate, with the detached sleeves on her slender arms taking a similar pattern. But the centerpiece of her attire was easily the red dress that clung firmly around her body, showcasing her curves just a bit too much in Morgan's opinion.

Though he took greater issue with the fact it ended just around her upper thighs, barely doing its job of hiding her modesty. And yet the small white skirt she had on underneath only aided in covering the slits in her dress present at her very wide and round hip. The same ones he was holding onto at the moment, with two thick, brown-leather belts wrapped around her slim waist, with one holding the sword she used to strike down her enemies with swift and graceful movements.

Yet even when he was looking away, Morgan could catch the sight of one of her long, limber legs resting on the side of her mount, helping to guide its movement with the tap of her white, silver-and-gold edge boot, with most of her leg covered by the black-stockings that ended just below her lower thigh, which was large enough Morgan reckoned he wouldn't be able to wrap around it even with both his hands, no doubt a product of her time on a mount.

But should he let his gaze wander up from that thigh, he would've seen it connect to a butt so large, he had to sit more than a bit away from her in order to not accidentally brush up against it, and even then he found that happening more often than not. He usually found himself questioning what sort of tailor was able to make it so that her short-dress didn't ride up to expose her lower cheeks, even when they were flying.

Had this been Morgan's first mission with her, he would've been much more nervous and had a harder time focusing, like he did back when they began doing missions together. Yet, thankfully, he had been on more than a couple of missions with her already and had gotten somewhat used to her stunning form. In fact, they had become each other's most frequent partners. And somehow, in that time, they had gotten fairly close enough that Morgan found that the bond he had with her, was one of the strongest he's made since his time coming to Askr.

She was always gentle and patient with him, looking after him and being someone he could rely on. Not to mention he found himself on the receiving end on her teasing many times as well. Yet, in a way, he found it a bit nice and comforting, even if he was left blushed and embarrassed by it.

"So, do you have a plan?" The pegasus knight asked with a calm and curious tone, continuing to circle around the fortification below at a steady and constant pace.

Morgan nodded, even though she couldn't see it, "I think so, but it's more than a bit risky," He stated.

Caeda smiled, "I'd be surprised if it wasn't, though keeping up with your track-recorded, I'm sure we'll be fine."

The lad continued to look away, "We should head back into the forest, we can set up there while I explain the plan." He stated, barely able to keep his tone calm.

The blue-haired woman responded with the click of her tongue and tap of her boot against her mount's side. Prompting it to fly down towards the forest with a slight jolt that, while not enough to disrupt the spell hiding them, was enough to cause Morgan to instinctively tighten his hold on her hips and press his chest against her back, his face being tickled by the strands of her hair.

Caeda chuckled, "Still not used to flying?" She asked, a touch teasing yet also caring.

Morgan nodded, "I know I've told you before, but I'm simply not used to it. In fact, I think I've flown more times with you than anyone else combined," He joked with a nervous laugh.

Caeda smiled at his words, "Well, if it helps you feel safer, just know that you're always welcome to hold onto me as tight and close as you'd like."

Her words were honest and her tone was gentle to Morgan's ear, but if he had been a bit more focused, he might've heard the sultry undertone hidden underneath. Instead, he followed her words, and clung onto her a bit closer, unknowingly shifting his hips forward.

And not even noticing Caeda wiggling her hips back towards him, even when her butt brushed up against him, though instinctively, he pushed back a bit.

And a smirk came onto Caeda's lips.

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Morgan grimaced as he looped the rope in his hands, creating a knot he hoped wasn't too uncomfortable around Caeda's wrists, "It's not too tight, is it? Lady Caeda?" He asked, clearly nervous.

The currently standing knight glanced back at him with a small smile, "No Morgan, you were very gentle. But while I can appreciate that, if your plan is to work, you may want to make these bindings appear just a bit tighter," She told him, a playful and gentle tone in her voice as she slightly wiggled her fingers past her bindings that kept her wrists behind her back

Morgan took in another breath, doing his best to make the rope look tighter around her hands should they be inspected, "You remember how to get out these, right?" He asked for what may have been the 5th time.

The princess let out a playful sigh, "Yes Morgan, I snap the fingers on my left hand, push both my wrists outwards, and pull my fingers inwards to trigger the hex you set up, correct?"

Morgan gulped, "Right," He nodded, finishing the last knot for display. He let out a breath and wiped his forehead, he didn't know why, but binding Caeda's wrists behind her, even if it was just for show. Well, it left him more than a bit conflicted.

"Morgan-dear?" She called to him, her usual playfulness gone, replaced with a calm tone as she asked, "Can you pass me the reins to my steed?" She flexed her fingers inwards in one hand to gesture to it.

Letting out an "Of course," he soon grasped the reins of her steed and brought it to her hand for her to grasp it. Afterward, he stood a bit away from both, "Ready?" He asked, his tone still a bit unsure.

The blue-haired woman nodded with a gentle smile, prompting Morgan to utter an enchantment and two, one focused on his partner, another for her steed.

Her attire didn't look like it did before, instead, it looked as though she was part of a skirmish. A few cuts present and stains of blood and dirt on the fabric. Her sword was gone, and her armor-pads appeared cracked. Her face though, even with her hair appearing a bit disheveled with a cut present on her cheek, Morgan still thought she looked striking.

"Well?" She spoke, snapping him out of his daze and focusing his attention on her voice as she tilted her head and smiled, "Do I look like a good captive?"

Morgan nodded, "Perfect!" He told her, a bit louder than he was planning two, feeling his body tense up as he then shifted his gaze to her steed, or more accurately, the camouflage he had put on it. The same one that had hid them in the sky was now hiding her steed on the ground.

Turning back to Caeda, the young tactician noticed she was still looking at him somewhat expectedly.

He blinked at her, unsure of what it was she was waiting for, only for her to reveal it when she asked, "Well, aren't you going to change your appearance as well?"

Morgan glanced down, realizing he still looked the same as before, chuckling as he gained an embarrassed look at such an obvious mistake, he quickly uttered another enchantment, causing him to appear like an enemy scout. Looking back at her, he gave a small smile, "Well?"

Caeda continued to smile at him, "You look great Morgan," While her playful tone was still there, it was completely honest with praise, enough that Morgan's cheeks all but blushed through the phantom-armor.

"Shall we get going?" He asked a bit tensed, gesturing to the road near them, to which Caeda nodded, prompting him to grab the single string of rope from her wrists and hold onto it as though he was guiding her as the two walked to the road together. Caeda also pulling her camouflaged steed behind them at a steady, consistent pace as to not disrupt the hex hiding it.

They walked on the road together in silence. It would take around 10 minutes for them to reach the fort like this, giving them enough time to prepare, and for Morgan to start second-guessing his plan.

Caeda glanced at the tactician, noticing the way he seemed to flex with the rope he held between his hands and the way he was looking down at the ground with uneven breaths.

"Morgan?" She called out, no playful tone in her voice, just gentle care and concern. However, it didn't seem like he heard her, so she called out again, a bit louder, "Morgan!"

That snapped him out of his thoughts as he let out a slight gasp, whipping his head around slightly before his gaze landed on her, "Sorry," He simply replied, his voice sounding a bit tired, "Just, this plan, I feel like I could've come up with something better, especially something that didn't include having you tied up like this."

Caeda gave him a sympathetic look, "Morgan," She spoke, still having gentle care in her tone, "Do you believe in me?"

Morgan's eyes widened, "Of course! I believe in you completely" He immediately responded.

Caeda gave him a small smile, "Well I believe in you just as much. You may doubt your plans, but I have absolute faith in them. And every time, I find that faith wasn't misplaced." She tilted her head at him, gaining a small playful glint as she decided to try to lighten the mood, "In fact, while being tied up is a bit strange, I don't really mind if it's by you."

The lad blushed, not knowing how to respond to that. Shifting his gaze away as they continued to walk. But Caeda's smile brightened as she could see him start to relax a bit. Knowing she could do more, she walked a bit closer beside him, so that their arms would now occasionally brush against another, prompting him to look at her while she still gave him a smile.

"Give me your hand," She said with a simple, gentle voice that had Morgan stunned at first, blinking at her till she gestured down behind her side, causing him to look at both her outstretched hands open for him. Glancing back at her, Morgan saw her waiting expectedly with a smile, and so, he couldn't resist.

Moving the hand closer to her, he brought it to her open palms while his other hand continued to grip the rope, finding her hands soon clasping his own and giving it soft, reassuring squeezes that had him relax in a way that he couldn't explain.

"For now Morgan, don't focus on your plan, just relax, and let us enjoy our time together." She told him with a soothing voice that had Morgan's eyes become lidded, his breathing becoming much calmer as he allowed Caeda to keep a hold of hand as she kept giving it a periodic, soft squeeze as she seemed to take the lead in guiding all of them through the route.

They said nothing, instead, allowing a comforting silence to hang over them as they continued to walk through the path. It reminded Morgan of the first time he was sent on a mission with her when they flew through the sky on her pegasus. He remembered being more than a bit terrified, and she easily picked up on it. And using many of the same tricks she did here, holding his hand, speaking to him with a soft and gentle tone, she helped him to relax and enjoy the view with her.

So much so, he had accidentally fallen asleep up there! It was a bit terrifying to think of in hindsight, but she assured him that he was fine and that she made sure to keep a firm hold on him to keep him relaxed in his sleep. And considering he didn't wake up until they had landed to set up camp, he assumed she did that job perfectly. Though the experience also caused him to vow to never relax enough in the sky to fall asleep once again, if only so he wouldn't have to endure another relentless session of teasing from her.

But eventually, that peaceful atmosphere around them had to come to end. With it being broken apart first by the glimpse of the fort through the trees, and with a somewhat annoyed, quiet sigh, Caeda bumped his shoulder with her own and gestures for him to get ready.

The two quickly got into their mental act ready for their respective roles, with Caeda even, if a bit reluctantly, had Morgan reverse the grip on her hands so that he was now holding both of them instead of the other way around to look as a more believable captive. Though she made sure to very discreetly wrapped some of her fingers around a few of his own just in case

Walking up to the entrance of the fort, the two guards stationed above at its walls called out to them, having them both stop and prompting Morgan to respond with as calm a loud and booming voice as he could, "I'm here with a captured Hero and need help detaining her!"

The two guards glanced at each other, with one nodding and walking away, with the other turning back to look down at the two.

"Stay right there! Our commander will come out in just a few minutes to speak with you!" They ordered, continuing to watch down on them as Morgan nodded in response. Looking back down at the door, he found his prior anxiety started to return as he dreaded the commander's arrival, his breathing once again starting to become a bit uneven, however, the slight squeeze he felt on his fingers helped to snap him out of it and calm himself.

Glancing at Caeda, he saw that she was still looking down at the ground, playing her part as the defeated captive trying to keep away her shame. But even so, she still communicated with him through the soft squeezes she gave his fingers, helping to keep him relaxed until the large doors to the fort opened, with a group of five soldiers walking out.

Morgan quickly concluded the large, gruff-looking man in the middle was the commander, finding himself proven right as he gestured to the two soldiers in front of him to circle around to his and Caeda's back, creating a perimeter in case something went wrong.

Keeping his gaze on the Commander, Morgan did his best to look calm as he walked up to him with a stoic face.

"So," He spoke with a low tone, arms crossed as he looked down at both of them, "Want to explain what a lone scout like you is doing here with a captured Hero?"

Morgan straightened his posture, playing his part as a lowly scout as best he could, "Sir! My squad and I got ambushed by the base of the rocky mountains over there!" The tactician gestured to the mountains not too far off to the side, "I got separated from them in the chaos, however, I was able to capture this hero during it as well!"

The man hummed, giving him a hard gaze as he rubbed his chin, "And you decided to prioritize bringing her here and not meeting up with your squad?" He questioned firmly, tilting his head to the side.

Morgan gulped, this commander wasn't an idiot, but luckily, he was prepared for this type of question, "Yes sir!" He admitted, "This Hero appeared to be the leader of the group that ambushed us! She easily went through most of my comrades alone! It was only thanks to catching her off guard after she was injured that I managed to lead her away while her squad chased the rest of mine in the opposite direction."

The man let out another hum, raising his eyebrow as he inspected Caeda's state, the princess's gaze usually facing away from him and to the ground. As he circled around her and continued to focus his gaze at her. With Morgan finding himself needing to resist the urge of telling him to knock it off. There was something about the way he was looking at her that didn't feel right to him.

"Tell me, am I correct in assuming her limp had to do with her mount?" He asked with simple curiosity, no longer holding the same skepticism as before. Showcasing his keen eye on the way she seemed to place more of her weight on one leg.

Morgan was caught off guard by his observation and him mentioning a mount, but luckily he was able quickly come up with an answer, "Yes Sir! I was able to startle her pegasus enough to have it fling her off before it flew away!"

"I see," The man responded, seemingly buying the answer and their ruse as he stood in front of them both.

Though Morgan felt like he needed to ask the question, "How did you know she had a mount?" His tone was mostly filled with genuine curiosity.

The man looked at him, flashing a grin and breaking the stoic and hard facade he's had since he first stepped out, "Pfft, isn't it obvious?" He asked with a chuckle, not waiting for Morgan to respond as he explained, "Just look at her! Those wide and round hips, her enormous thighs, haha, the way her short dress is pushed out back by what is no doubt a fat ass is proof enough! Only someone who rides a mount has such an attractive build! Ain't that right boys?"

Morgan was stunned by the man's words and logic as he gave a hearty laugh, not able to notice the way how the other soldiers around him joined in on their superior's laughter. Instead, his gaze turned to Caeda's face, and he noticed the way her cheeks turned pink as she looked to the ground by the side, away from the man, and from him as well.

The young man felt the tinge of anger swell up inside of him, especially when the commander ceased his laughter and turned to look back Caeda, giving a grin that made Morgan blood run cold as he saw the playful way he tried to get Caeda to look at him by constantly attempting to get in her field of vision, only for her to look away.

"Hah, proud isn't she?" He said aloud, bringing a hand up to her head as he gripped her chin, making it so that she couldn't look away anymore. Prompting Caeda to give the man a glare and for Morgan to tightly clench the rope in his hand.

"Haha, feisty as well, I can see it in your eyes," He spoke with an almost maniacal tone, not noticing the deadly look in Morgan's eyes as he continued to shoot back an unflinching look at Caeda's glare, "Such lovely eyes, they look very nice in spite of your wounds, in fact, you look very nice in general..."

"Don't touch her..."

Morgan's low tone cut through the air, surprising both the Commander and Caeda as they both turned to look at him. The girl was doing her best to discreetly shake her head at him, informing him to calm down as she tried to help him relax by squeezing his fingers once again.

But that did nothing as she saw him continue to glare at the commander, who was giving a confused look back.

"I'm sorry, what did you say?" He asked, unsure if he heard this 'lowly scout' correctly and giving Morgan the chance to correct his mistake, which Caeda was praying he would for his safety, begging him with her eyes to not repeat what he said.

But Morgan didn't back down, continuing his hard glare at the large man as he repeated what he said loud enough for all the soldiers to hear, "I said, don't touch her." His resolve was so firm it took everyone around him aback, most of all Caeda as she felt her heart both stop and skipabeat while she gazed at him with stunned eyes.

The commander meanwhile, was nowhere near as touched, his confused look turning into a scowl as he looked back down at the disguised tactician, "Are you threatening me, boy?" He asked, confused, but also much angrier as well, seemingly enough to let it out on him.

However, before Morgan could respond, the man's grin returned and a devilish look came onto his face, "Oh, I get it now. You want her to yourself, don't you?" His accusation stunned the two heroes as he continued with a gruff, playful tone, "You think cause you caught her, you have rights to her? Is that it?"

The man laughed loudly up at the sky, "Oh, you new recruits, not knowing how things actually work around here! It cracks me up!"

His actions continued to stun the two heroes, finding themselves unable to comprehend his logic. But that shocked look was torn away when Caeda let out a yelp as the man wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her in tightly against his side and chest.

Morgan was all but ready to charge at the man, only to be stopped when Caeda sent him a pleading look to calm down. Enduring the man's stench and unkind hold as she was pressed into him, lucky that his thick-clothing and her chest plate prevented him from getting a feeling of her body he didn't deserve as he held her.

"Tell you what kid," The spoke with a sadistic grin that made Morgan's found himself detesting more and more every second, "I'll cut you some slack. Tonight, you can stop by my quarters, and have a front-row view of how your superiors have fun with a lady like this, maybe even a little more depending on how I'm feeling..."

He gestured to Caeda, gripping her tighter as she bit her lip to suppress the instinct of digging the heel of her boot into his feet, not wanting to land her, and more importantly, Morgan in more trouble than they were getting in now.

But the man continued, "In fact, let me give you a little taste of what to expect." Morgan felt his blood run cold as he slid his hand over her waist to her lower back, lifting it up and setting it in a way that should he let it fall, he would most certainly hit under her dress and skirt, and up against something they covered.

Caeda gave the young tactician one last look, a pleading one for him to hold back and let it happen, wanting him to know it was alright. Before bracing herself for the shame she was about to experience, closing her eyes in preparation.

That was it for Morgan, and just as the man let his hand start to fall, he was hit by a blast of magic powerful enough to release his grip on Caeda and send the man flying back towards and through the fort's door with a loud bang. Stunning everyone around him, especially his partner.

If he wasn't dead, he very well would soon be.

"I told you not to touch her." Morgan stated once again with a firm tone, the hex disguising him fading and revealing the tome of Grima he carried, purple flames flickering briefly around it and him. An almost red tint in his eyes as he gazed at the smoldering pile at the fort's entrance, not having a single ounce of regret for his actions.

The soldiers around them finally snapped out of their shock. With the two behind Morgan and Caeda attacking first and charging at them, prompting Caeda to also snap out of her shock as glared at the two incoming attackers with content, giving a whistle that was followed by a loud neigh.

Her steed's presence was revealed as the hex around it fell in response to its sudden movement of kicking both its legs back at the incoming soldiers, that weren't able to process its sudden appearance fast enough to brace themselves as the steed's kicks were so strong, their armor caved in and they were both sent flying back into the ground with at the very least a broken rib or two.

Caeda didn't waste a beat in snapping the fingers on her left hand, beginning to undo the bindings around her wrists and fade-away the hex around her, revealing her true state and sword by her hip. However, one of the soldiers in front of them charged at her, his sword already raised up high and ready to come down on her.

And when it seemed she wouldn't be able to raise her own sword in time to block it. She was saved by Morgan, who had unsheathed his Levin Sword and stood in front of her to protect her, digging his feet into the ground as he all but roared at the man, using strength Caeda had never seen from him to send him back as he pushed him away.

His action dazed the soldier enough for Morgan to sweep in and give a clean strike through his chest and send him dropping to the ground. Glancing at his side, Morgan could see the soldier ready to strike through him, though this time, the blow was deflected by Caeda as with swift and graceful movements, she ended the soldier's life before he could get too close.

"Are you ok, Morgan?" The princess asked concerned, no playfulness in her tone, instead, she was focused on the battle.

"Yeah, and you?" The lad replied sounding even more concerned as the two looked at the fort's entrance, hearing the soldiers inside scrambling to get ready as the one on the walls yelled that they were being attacked.

Caeda moved to stand beside him, "Fine, stay close to me,"

Morgan nodded, "I won't let a single one of them hurt you," Taking a stance to pair with her.

Caeda smiled, "And I won't let them hurt you."

The two along with Caeda's pegasus gave one last glance at the door and charged inside before the remaining enemies could charge out.

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"Huuuhhh~"

Morgan let out a tired breath as he held his chest, finding himself a bit winded with finishing the spell that would alert him and Caeda of any potential intruders during the night. Looking around, the lad saw the odd soldier lying on the floor dead. Together, he and Caeda had gone through the entire fort and taken out all the soldiers that attacked them, which was its entire population.

Still, despite their mission being a success, Morgan didn't feel like celebrating. Glancing at Caeda, he saw her moving some of the dead soldiers in a pile, and found himself slightly in awe as despite the stains of blood and dirt on her and her fraying, disheveled hair, she still looked stunning.

But then Morgan's gaze turned to her waist, and the cut through her clothes, with the red stain present in that area that didn't fit in with her dress. Morgan turned away, not able to look as guilt racked his brain which caused him not to notice Caeda walking up to him till she called out his name.

"Morgan?"

Her calm and gentle voice caught his attention, quickly turning to look at her, Morgan found himself a bit off-guard by how close she seemed to have gotten, allowing him to notice the small stains hidden behind her bangs.

"I can finish up cleaning things around here, why don't you wash up and rest in the barracks?" She suggested with a smile.

Morgan blinked at her words, trying to process them, and found himself instinctively shaking his head in response, "No no, I can finish up instead, you can wash up first."

Caeda gave him a sympathetic smile Morgan felt like he didn't deserve, "I appreciate that Morgan, but you're exhausted,"

"No- no I'm not!" He denied, shaking his head with an almost immature tone.

But Caeda didn't let up, her look turning more firm as she said, "Morgan, you've cast spell after spell today, especially the one that hid you and I, along with my steed when we walked here, I know that while you've got more magic reserves than most, you've got your limits,"

Morgan grimaced, wanting, needing to put up more of an argument, "But, you were injured," He replied, his voice low.

Caeda's look turned much more sympathetic, placing a hand on her shoulder, she had him look at her as she spoke, "It was just a graze Morgan, you know just as well as I do it's nothing that bad."

Morgan bit his lip and grimaced, "But-"

He stopped when Caeda lost her smile, giving him a firm look that, coupled with the hands on her hips, had him back down. And so, turning around, he walked towards the bath to wash off the grime of dirt and blood from the battle, his shoulders slumped in defeat.

Caeda looked at him sympathetically, letting out a sigh too quiet for him to hear. Placing a hand over the cut on her waist, she gazed at it, then at Morgan.

Tonight was the night she told herself.

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Morgan let out another deep breath, only to find it did little to help calm him down. Considering his fingers were fidgeting just as much as before, if not more as he gazed past them down between his legs and at the ground of the barracks, sitting on one of the many, now free, open beds, with the one he was sitting on appearing to be unused considering it actually smelled fine and seemed undisturbed.

The towel hanging over his head and against his long dried hair shuffled around and threatened to fall by the beating of his bare feet against the ground. His boots off his feet and settled a bit from the bed, while his cloak and pants, along with most of his other accessories, were hanging or resting atop a nearby chair, leaving him in just his small-clothes and a beige, striped top.

The young man let out another groan, letting the towel on his head fall forward into the palms of his hands, holding it open for his face to fall into.

By all accounts, the mission of capturing the fort was a success, with him and Caeda coming out with relatively minor injuries, and the fort itself still in good enough use to be repurposed if need be. Yet he felt, on a personal level, he had screwed up. He had put Caeda through something she never deserved to endure, to be in the grasp of that filthy commander, to be talked about like a, a… Agh! His blood boiled at the memory of it.

He threw the towel towards the chair, not even glancing to see if it had actually made it. He didn't know whether it was his plan or his attitude he should blame more for what happened, so he just settled for some self-loathing.

How could he put Caeda in a position like that? After everything she's done for him! The faith she's put in him! And this was how he repaid it? By letting her get verbally molested and almost defiled! Not to mention he was so reckless in battle, he put himself in a position of almost getting hit by an arrow, only to be saved when Caeda pushed him out of the way and took the hit herself as it grazed her side, not that it stopped her from letting out a whistle that had her pegasi stomp the archer responsible.

Morgan could feel his heart beat faster whilst sunk deeper into his chest, his mind starting to ache as the emotions he was feeling were too high. Emotions of care, of guilt, of despair, and so much more. All centered around Caeda, his mind remembering the look on her face when she prepared to get her butt smacked by that commander.

He hated seeing that look on her face. It was a face too beautiful to have to experience something like that, she was too good to experience something like! She deserved to be happy, to be cared for, to be respected and revered. She deserved so much more than what he gave her, what he could give her.

Morgan's eyes widened as realization struck through, the emotions that were swirling around Caeda fading away as another became clear, love.

He loved Caeda.

Morgan sat there, wide-eyed and stunned as he processed that information. And before he could properly come to terms with the revelation, a pair of steps caught his ears. Turning to the entrance, he found none other than Caeda standing there, eyes closed with a small smile on her face as she held her hair up and inside a towel, drying it off inside and giving Morgan the chance to gaze at her current attire.

Save for her boots and tight, red dress, everything else was missing, from her shoulder-guards and chest-plate, to her sleeves and black stockings, along with her leather belts and sword, which he assumed were all in the bag hanging over her shoulder which he saw the lower part of her sword, including its hilt, stick out of.

But the most striking absence from her attire that Morgan noticed, despite it being one of the less noticeable parts of her attire, was the short, white skirt that was usually under her dress, leaving the slits on her hips to bare her pale, milky skin.

Morgan shook his head, snapping him out of the daze before Caeda opened her eyes and glanced at him, "Oh, still up Morgan? Were you waiting for me?" She teased playfully as she made her way to the bed opposite of him, pulling the towel away from her head and letting her damp hair flow back into place as she put her bag down next to the bed and sat down to face him.

The tactician shifted his gaze away, though it wasn't due to embarrassment from her teasing like usual, but instead in shame, barely catching the way she crossed her legs out of the corner of his eye, settling one over the other as she removed her boots with a firm tug and pulled them off, helping to bring attention to her long, limber legs.

"Are you sure you wanna sleep in one of these small beds?" Morgan asked, looking away as he kept his voice as calm as he could with the storm of emotions he was still trying to get control of underneath, letting them dictate his instinct of trying to have her be somewhere else, if not just cause he felt like he didn't deserve to be in the same room as here. And so he asked a question he would soon regret, "Surely there are rooms with bigger beds available?"

Caeda hung her head low, making it so that her bluebangs covered her eyes from his view, "There is one room with a large bed, but, considering who it most likely belonged to, I don't think I'd feel comfortable resting in it." She told him with a calm, low tone, devoid of her usually playfulness.

Morgan mentally slapped himself, 'Idiot!' He told himself.

However, despite her earlier tone, Caeda soon regained that playfulness in it when she looked back up at him with a smile and cheerful eyes as she said, "Besides, I'd feel safer sleeping here, with you."

Morgan bit his lip, he...he didn't deserve those words, that faith.

"I'm sorry," He stated, his words catching his partner off-guard as despite his low voice, in the quietness of the room she heard him clearly, especially the pain that seemed to be etched inside his voice.

"Morgan?" Her voice was as concerned as her face as she gazed at him with a tilted face.

"I...I screwed up." Morgan stated, not able to hold it in anymore as he continued, "Not only did my plan put you in a position you never should've been forced into because I couldn't keep calm. I may have made the actions taken against you by... by him worse than they may have been. But still, you also got injured taking a hit I should've avoided, but was too reckless to notice."

Caeda's face was full of sympathy and sadness as she gazed at Morgan. Seeing the way he hung his head down while clenching his hands together so hard she could hear it across from him. She knew he felt guilty for before, but for it to have been this bad... She was disappointed in herself for not noticing it sooner.

"Morgan, there's no need to-"

He cut her off, almost pleading, "Please Caeda, don't... I don't deserve your forgiveness..."

The Pegasus Knight felt her heart drop at his tone. However, that didn't stop her from standing up and walking towards Morgan, instead, she felt her resolve become more firm as she stood in front of him, wrapping her arms around his arm before he had a chance to say anything, she brought him against her stomach and into a soft embrace

"Don't say that, please," She pleaded with him in a soft tone, just a hint of shakiness in her voice that caught Morgan off-guard as much as the hug. Almost shaking in her arm as he wanted nothing more than to lean into her embrace as she stroked her hand through his messy hair, yet, he couldn't.

"But-"

"No, I won't allow you to say those sorts of things." She told him with a firm voice that didn't lose her gentle care as she faults back a tear threatening to form on her eye. "It hurts me to hear you say that. There was nothing wrong with your plan, or your actions. You had no way of knowing how that man would act, and even then, even when I expressed to you it was ok, you threw it all away to protect me from him. You don't know how much that meant to me, for you to care about me that much."

Morgan bit his tongue, "That's...that's exactly why I don't deserve your forgiveness." Caeda could hear his voice cracking as he continued, "It's...it's because I care about you that much that you can't...I can't forgive myself for putting you through that..."

"I...I love you, Caeda. And yet, I did something like that. I'm...terrible."

Caeda pulled away, releasing his head from her embrace, and Morgan couldn't help but wince at the loss of her warm and comforting arms. Her hands gently gripped his cheeks, forcing him to look straight at her, becoming stunned at the sight of her sadden, yet still caring face as she gazed at him.

He couldn't do anything when she leaned forward and pressed her soft lips against his.

The sensation of her full, sweet lips pressing against him had Morgan going limp in her grip. Only able to gaze at her with wide-open eyes as her soft fingers kept his cheeks in a firm, but tender hold. His eyes started to narrow, becoming lidded as he felt his worries melt away.

With a small "smack" , Caeda pulled away, continuing to gaze at him, eyes full of sympathy as she kept his head between her hands, with Morgan still looking at her stunned.

"Morgan, I love you too, and nothing will ever change that."

The tactician felt a mixture of happiness, relief, and so much more overwhelm him at her declaration, prompting Caeda to embrace him once again. Pushing his legs together, she sat down on his lap, having it so that when she pulled him in, his face rested up between her chest and neck. He couldn't help the small tear that rolled off his eyes and into her dress as she gently ran her hands through his hair.

"I...I...but." Morgan couldn't help but stutter, unable to properly vocalize his thoughts with the flood of emotions still attempting to settle down. He wanted, needed to say something, but..but what?

"I'm...not the one who you'll end up with though..." He was finally able to, looking away as he used the last possible excuse he could, history.

Caeda's response caught him a bit off-guard, even if he should've expected it, as following the faintest of tsks, she cupped both sides of his cheeks firmly and forced him to look up at her all-but fierce gaze.

"Don't you dare try and give me that." She told him bluntly, devoid of any of her usual gentleness or care as went on, "Fate has no control over my feelings Morgan. And you of all people know that it can be changed."

Morgan stared at her wide-eyed and stunned at her declaration as she continued to gaze at him unflinchingly, and he couldn't help but feel guilt and shame come over him from what he had just said, she was right in those words, and he knew that before she even said that, he didn't believe in his words, and yet he still said them in some vain attempt to keep his feelings away despite it, and her's being clear.

He didn't even notice Caeda leaning towards him for another kiss. A bit quicker than the last one, but firmer as well. Enough to snap him out of his thoughts and focus on her again.

"You're overthinking things." She told him with a sweet and playful smile, looping one of the longer strands of his hair around her finger behind him, "Just, enjoy the moment, the night, with us in each other's arms."

Morgan looked at her, still a bit stunned. But, this time, he snapped out of it himself, and proceeded to return her embrace.

Caeda let a small smile come onto her lips as his pressed against her's. His kiss, while a bit shakier than both her own, was filled with passion and gratefulness, of love. She let out a small moan as he wrapped her arms around her waist and pulled her closer in, prompting her to settle herself atop of his lap as they made this kiss their longest.

Caeda placed a hand on his back, her fingers lightly carving into it while her other hand cupped his cheek as their mouths opened up to one another, feeling his moist breath mix with her's, her tongue being the first to move, gently brushing against his. While the last two kisses she did the work, this time she helped to guide him in better adjusting to this new sensation. Taking note of the shaky grip he had on her own back as she could practically feel their warmth through her dress as they settled down and pressed against it more firmly.

The pegasus knight felt her spine shiver when he traced his hands from her back to her hip, the exposed slit present in her dress causing their skin to brush off one another as he took note of the pale and velvet skin, before having his hand rest atop her thigh, his fingers lightly sinking into the milky-soft flesh that gave off a comforting cool temperature. His touch sent a delight spark through the pegasus knight, causing her to squirm lightly against his lap and lean more into him, pressing her soft, round breasts against his chest. With the only thing seemingly separating their skin from touching, being the thin fabric on both their clothing.

"Huuuhhh~"

The two pulled away, feeling their lungs start to ache from the lack of oxygen. Faces flushed as a thin trail of saliva connecting their lips broke away. They gazed at each with soft eyes, with Caeda's hand falling from his back to rest atop the one he had resting over her thigh, grasping it gently.

They stared at each other, showing the small, happy smiles on their faces. And those smiles soon turned larger and brighter, until they broke open with laughter. With the blue-haired knight's being much more refined as she held a hand to her mouth, while the tactician's laughter was much more boisterous, the arm he had wrapped around her waist gripping her tighter was as though a large weight was lifted from his shoulders, and the relief that followed was blissful.

He settled down, gazing softly at her with a smile, "I'm such a fool," He stated as though he was at peace, "You're right, I do overthink things."

Caeda's smile turned almost bashful but instead, turned into a grin, "Perhaps so dear, but even if you are a fool, you are my fool, and what you may think of as faults, are just another piece of you I love." Morgan gave a light chuckle as she pecked his cheek before settling her head on his shoulder with her chin, keeping herself pressed against him as they each had an arm wrapped firmly around the other, while their other hands rested atop one another.

Morgan held her a bit tighter, bending his arm against her back so that he could move his hand up to cup the back of her head, "Caeda, I"m...still a bit hung up on what happened today, and, I'm not sure I'll ever completely get over it. But...but I can be thankful for the good that came out of it. Cause...it helped me realize just how much you mean to me, how much I want to keep you safe, to keep you happy so that your beautiful face will be able to smile whenever you wish. I...I want to do that, to be with you, to be yours, for the rest of my days."

Shaky though his voice may have been, the firm resolve present within them were enough to grip Caeda's heart and give it a gentle squeeze that had her melting more into the embrace against him.

"Very well Morgan, if that is what you wish." She responded gently, "But know this, in return, I ask that you also allow me to be with you, to be yours, for the rest of my days as well. For as long as we are together, that is enough to keep me smiling." Her fingers dug into his back gently, "But for now, let us just enjoy the night in each other's arms."

With what hearts wish being said, they allowed themselves to fully relax with one another. Pressing against the other with a firm yet soft force.

"Ohhhh~" Caeda moaned lightly, arching her back in response to the feeling of Morgan's nails lightly digging into her dress, the material making it easy for him to lightly scratch her skin as he gently circled his hand around her back, finding encouragement by the cute moans that tickled his ear as her own fingers dug into his back while her other hand squeezed the one he had over her thigh almost pleadingly, helping to guide it up and down her skin at a gentle pace.

"Gods," She hummed with closed eyes and an almost blissful face, "Just feeling your strong, warm hands over me is enough, but it's kinda embarrassing how you're making me squirm a bit just by scratching my back and caressing my thigh."

Morgan chuckled, "So...should I keep going?"

Caeda grinned at him playfully with a raised eyebrow, "I think I might get angry if you didn't."

And with that, Morgan increases his efforts for his new girlfriend's wishes. His nails dug a bit harder into her dress to more firmly scratch her skin, while his other hand took more of the lead in caressing her thigh, his hand now having a more firm grip against it that had his fingers sinking into its flesh. Both things that had the knight purring in approval.

"Ahh~" She bit her lip, not wanting to let out a moan that would be too embarrassing as Morgan's actions were feeling better than she anticipated. Her breathing became a bit more ragged as she started to lightly squirm atop of his lap, her chest rubbing up against his while her feet left the ground and flailed slightly above it.

"Ah...ahhh!" She almost squealed, feeling his lips brush against the skin on her neck as he gave it a few light pecks, leaving a few spots a bit damp, the tactician testing her reactions, and finding them more than satisfying.

Caeda's face squirmed as she tried to keep in the loud, needy moans that she wasn't ready for him to hear. She thought she was helping to guide him, but he was catching on more quickly than she would have dared to hope for. Showing her why he was such a good tactician as he took in the information she had helped him give and used it to assault her skin with sparks of pleasure.

"Morgan," She almost whined, now fully taking to squirming atop of him as she wrapped both hands around him, needing to hold on as he was taking her on a flight she wasn't prepared for. However, her squirming had consequences. As she had taken up to pressing against him enough they were both leaning sideways towards the pillow. With Morgan being too entranced on his assault to not notice till they were already falling.

They both let out a small gasp as they bounced on the mattress, the relatively small size of the mattress helping to keep them close even as they separated a bit in the fall. It gave each a moment to calm down as they stared at each other, before smiling.

"Should I continue?" Morgan asked as he gently placed his hand on her hip, not moving it until she gave him permission.

Caeda grinned at him, having half-a-mind to say no just to see how he'd react. She placed her hand over his, pressing it frimer down into her hip, but keeping him still as she moved a bit closer to him, never breaking eye contact with him until she pressed her other hand against his chest, and turned her gaze there.

Leaning forwards, she rested her head against his chest, nuzzling against it with her cheek as the rest of her body followed her lead in getting more closer, with the hip they both had a hand on flexing and turning as it helped to raise her leg up and drape it over his own, intertwining both their bare legs as they each let out a pleasant sigh at the enjoyable skin-on-skin contact.

"You made me feel so good, more so than I was prepared for," She spoke sounding pleased, with her grin turning playful, "Has my dear, little Morgan been studying up in preparation for this moment, or does he have some prior experience that I'm not aware of?"

Morgan chuckled embarrassed, not knowing if she was praising or teasing him, "Hehe, I just...you seemed to like what I was doing, so I just tried to do more of it, and try some other things as well." His free hand moved to the top of her head, stroking it as she did to him, "I just...wanted to make you feel really good."

"Awww~" The pegasus knight giggled, "So sweet, and here I was thinking I'd make you feel good this night."

She pressed herself more against him, all but squishing her breasts against his chest as she let out a nice sigh before all but purring, "Maybe I can give you something I know for sure will make you happy?"

Before he could she had the hand on her hip pull his own gently down to her lower back, having it inch closer down her dress, and over the large, defined curve protruding against it.

Caeda's grin was filled with mirth as she felt him shiver against her, the hand he had on her head tensing up as she brought it closer down to her desired destination. "I'm sure you'd love to hold it in your strong, warm hands. It's big, soft, smooth, and the best part?" She removed her head from his chest and raised it up to his ear, a sultry whisper leaving her ear in the form of three words, "It's all yours."

Caeda almost giggled at the way he tensed up, a small moan passing through her lips as his hand pressed down over the bottom of her dress as it was on the verge of going over her skin. However, the fabric was more than thin enough for him to confirm her words as it pressed down against one of her butt-cheeks.

And that action also had her rolling her stomach against him, only for her entire body to go still and her eyes widened as she felt herself brush up against a large lump around his small clothes.

'Is that?' She found herself shocked, unable to feel it up once again in fear of being too overwhelmed should her suspicions be correct. However, giving herself a bit more time to process that scenario, she let herself grin, pulling her head away from his, she had it so that they faced each other, giving her partner a look as though she had just found her prey.

"My, Morgan, I didn't know you were the type to carry a dagger?" She teased playful, loving the way he gazed away bashfully, letting out a small groan as she rubbed that area again. She shook her head, "No, too big to be a dagger, perhaps your Levin Sword?"

Using her free hand, she traced it down his chest till it reached his lump, feeling it pulse under his fabric as she wondered just how much restraint he was showing to not have it tent up and push out of his smallclothes. Pressing firmly down against it, the sound of him hissing tickled her ears delightfully as she let out an approving moan when his hand pressed down harder against her ass.

Gazing at him with a sultry look, she said, "Do you mind if I polish your sword? In return, you can slip your hand under my dress and have as much fun as you'd like."

Those few moments waiting for his response felt far longer to Caeda, waiting for the signal that would allow her to finally enact what she's been waiting for.

However, she found herself stunned as he pulled his hand back up to her lower back, while his other went down to grasp the one she was using to press down against his arousal and pulled it back up away.

"Morgan?"

Her boyfriend clasped her hand as he brought it in between the two of them, looking down at her with a sympathetic smile.

"Caeda," His voice was gentle, low, as though mimicking how'd she sometimes speak to him, "You don't know how much I'd like to do that, but, tonight, I don't think that's right."

Caeda's eyes blinked, she wasn't expecting this, out of everything tonight, this was what caught her the most off-guard, and all she could do was ask, "Why?"

His smile continued, squeezing her hand gently he spoke, "A lot happened today, we're tired, I'm tired. And because of that, I don't feel like I'd be able to properly give you the attention you deserve. So, I'm asking you to wait a bit. And I promise you, tomorrow night, when we're back at the Order's castle and in our rooms, that I will make it up to you by loving you however you wish."

Caeda felt her heart skip a beat at his words, her azure pooled eyes all but sparkling into his purple pair. Until they settled with a touched, heartfelt smile coming onto her face as she once again nuzzled her cheek against his chest, the hand she placed atop his own over her back moving to wrap itself around to his own back to hold him closer.

"Hehe~" She laughed lowly, "To think you would be able to hold back with such strong resolve, I'm a bit embarrassed."

Morgan chuckled, gently rubbing her lower back, "Don't be," He assured her, "I mean, what type of idiot tries to deny himself of someone as beautiful as you?"

That got a giggle out of her, "My idiot," He answered, nuzzling once again into his chest finding her love of being in his arms as he caressed her grow, "Just know that I intend to hold you to your word."

Morgan's smile relaxed, "If I don't honor it, you can throw me off your pegasus as punishment," He joked.

"But then whose arms would keep me warm up there in the air?" She playfully quipped back, "Goodnight, Morgan."

He held her tighter, "Goodnight, Caeda."

---

"Hehe~"

Morgan winced, his eyes clenching more shut than they already were as he tried to ignore the sensation that was bringing him out of his blissful nap. Pushing himself forward into the comforting warmth of he didn't know what. All he knew was that it was one of the comfiest things he ever felt.

"That tickles, Morgan~" A blurred voice giggled, causing the lad to wince and push harder against whatever it was in front of him, finding the bottom of his face wrapped around a soft, warm texture he couldn't quite explain, best akin to a pillow, the softest he's ever felt.

However, whatever they were, they didn't seem to help keep him sleeping, as his actions had them shaking slightly against him, coupled with the blurred voice coming back in, "Morgan~"

He felt himself stir awake.

Fluttering his eyes open, he found them adjusting rather quickly to whatever dimly lit room he was in. With them focusing on the dark-blue path that brought his gaze up towards a pair of azure pools.

"Caeda," Morgan spoke, stunned by her presence, her beauty, as she gazed at him softly. The tactician was now just registering the way their bodies intertwined, their legs and feet tangled around one another, both having an arm each wrapped around to the other's back, with Caeda using her other one to gently stroke his hair. But what Morgan took the most notice of, was the fact he was pressing his head between the valley of both her breasts, her thin, tight dress barely doing its job of preventing him from enjoying his "pillows" to their fullest extent.

The princess smiled warmly at him, prompting him to blush more than he would've liked, especially as she teased, "Good morning Morgan, I take it you enjoyed using my breasts as pillows?"

The lad bashfully looked away, causing the woman who held the heart of Talys to giggle, using the hand stroking his head to gently push him into her welcoming blossom, "Don't be embarrassed, my love, I quite enjoy the feeling of your head in between there, even if my dress is blocking you from fully sinking in." Her smile was all but a grin as she said those last words.

Morgan's blush wouldn't die down, so he decided to allow her to keep his head in her soft valley. It was a bit embarrassing, though he wouldn't deny it was a very nice feeling.

"So, have you been up long?" The tactician asked, feeling like he should say something, his voice slightly muffled from her dress, but she heard him just fine.

"Not long," She told him, playing with the hair on the back of his head as she went on, "But I wouldn't have minded staying asleep longer."

She practically purred as she pushed herself closer against him, "I don't think you'd understand how good it feels to have your arms wrapped around me. I feel so, safe ." She giggled, "Though the sight of you snuggling into my breasts was also nice."

Morgan couldn't help but smile, even with his cheeks still tinged red, he found himself now able to look at her, "If my arms wrapped around you feel that good, then I'll make sure to do that whenever you ask."

Caeda's grin was almost mischievous, raising an eyebrow as she replied, "Oh really?" He nodded, "I might just hold you to that."

Despite her grin, Morgan felt his smile relax, not minding the idea of holding her whenever she desired, even if it meant abandoning whatever work he had. Holding her like this, with her smile, was worth it.

"Do you want to keep laying like this for a little while longer?" He asked, all but ready to snuggle into her.

However, the sigh that left her lips dashed that plan with what she said next, "As much as I'd like to dear, I'd rather we get ready to depart back to the order."

Morgan looked away, "You're right, better to inform them of this fort and its use as soon as possible so they can send troops here to occupy it."

Caeda chuckled at his words, " Mmm~ , that is true, but it isn't why I'd want to return to the Order soon."

Morgan looked back at her, "Why then?" He asked.

The bluenette lips curled into the faintest of smirks, "You did promise me you'd love me at night to make up for stopping my charms last night." She teased.

Morgan's blush deepened, "Sorry,"

" Mmm~ , don't be," His partner assured leaning her head down to him and close enough to tickle his face with hot, sultry words that came out from her mouth, "To be able to hold back with a body as, tantalizing, as mine, I find the restraint needed for that impressive. In fact, I find myself wondering just how much you could take?"

Morgan chuckled, "Probably not much more than last night; it was really hard to hold back when someone as beautiful as you offers you the chance of a lifetime."

Caeda smirk softened into a smile as she leaned her lips a bit closer, just a hair's away from brushing against his own as she spoke, "An honest charmer as always. In any case, let's make sure we're ready in our rooms at the cusp of night, so you can show me just what happens when you can't hold back..."

And with that, she pulled away, sitting up on the bed as she swung her legs over the side, not wasting any time as she flowed into the motion of lightly stretching and limbering up her muscles with graceful movements. Rolling shoulders and shimmering her hips. Her hands reached down just above the slits of her dress, having them trace down before pulling away.

Morgan blinked as he noticed something appear in her dress' slit, a small knot tied together by black, thin pieces of fabric.

He quickly realized what it was, letting out a quiet gasp.

He was so stunned by the revelation, that he wasn't snapped out of it till he felt the bed shift and creak, prompting him to pull his attention back so that all of his girlfriend's form was in focus. If his eyes were stunned at the sight of her panties, they were practically entranced by the way she lifted her long leg up and extended it out as she pulled her black stocking over it, helping to highlight her limber limb as she then pulled her boot up and over her feet. All while flexing and turning her hip so that the slit was raised and exposed more of the skin that helped to create the curve the end of her dress held.

The young man could do nothing but gawk at the display as she repeated the action for her other leg. The simple grace and movements in her actions made it seem like this was mundane for her, despite the effect it was having Morgan. Not that she could see it as her face looked away from his.

Finishing putting on that part of her attire, Caeda lifted herself off the bed, keeping her posture straight whilst curving her spine with a wave that had her leaning forward while jutting her ass out before pulling it in with flawless grace. Her hips swayed as she walked to the bag she had left by the other bed last night before bending down and picking it up, in the process riding up her dress just enough so that Morgan could get more of a peak of what laid underneath before the fabric draped back down to cover it.

"Morgan," She called out to him with a polite and simple tone as she now stood by the entrance, looking at him with a warm face as she said, "I'm gonna prepare something for us to eat, but can you be a dear and make sure we didn't leave anything important in the fort in the meantime?"

That snapped the dazing lad out of it as he quickly nodded his head, "No problem, Caeda!"

The princess smiled, "Thank you! But don't take too long, I'd rather spend our first morning as a couple eating together."

And with that, she left, leaving Morgan alone, now debating if rejecting her advances the previous night had been the best option, considering the tent he could feel being created in his small-clothes.

---

Morgan ran a hand through his still damp hair, completely dressed as he walked towards the kitchen. Finishing his quick once-over of the fort as he did what Caeda had asked. Though he may have taken just a bit longer in order to help clear his thoughts and calm down from her earlier antics, even letting his head take a quick dip in the bucket of clean water he had found and quickly drying it off with a spell.

Yet his efforts were for naught as he walked through the kitchen's entrance, as there by the counter stood Caeda. Back turned to him as she was humming a tune and preparing something he couldn't see, all while leaning over the counter and jutting her butt out enough that her dress threatened to ride up with wiggling she did with her hips.

Morgan could feel his attempted efforts of calming down after waking up shattering as his pants started to become tight. Sucking in his lip at the sight of Caeda lending more down to grab something near the wall by the counter, bending over so that her ass would no doubt be the focus of his gaze.

Morgan could feel the urge of wanting to perform something so indecent, that it most likely came from his head down below rather than the one up high.

But before he could think anymore on it, Caeda finally seemed to notice his presence, glancing at his stunned form in the entrance before her face lit up completely, "Morgan!" She greeted cheerfully, "Perfect timing, I'm almost done with breakfast! So why don't you take a seat and I'll bring it right to you?"

Considering the blood that was being redirected from his upper head to his smaller one, the Tactician found it wise to follow her advice and take a seat. He readjusted the lump in his pants, hoping that it wouldn't be so noticeable. Knowing that if she saw him in this state, he would no doubt receive a wealth of teasing remarks.

Thankfully, she said nothing as she brought the large plate to him with a large glass of water to pair. Settling it down on the table in front of him, Morgan noticed just how much she cooked for him, it was, a lot. Eggs, bacon, crackers and fruits settled on the side. Despite its size he believed he could eat it all if he set his mind to it, but he feared he might get into a bit of a food coma from how stuff he'd be on the flight back.

But something else got his eye, "Where's your plate?" He asked, looking at her with a concerned and confused look.

His partner just smiled at him, "Oh, we're sharing that plate and drink, I thought we could feed each other!" She simply replied cheerfully.

Morgan blinked at her, "Really?"

He instantly regretted his words as her cheerful look fell into a pout, "You don't want to?" She sounded hurt.

Morgan shook his head, "No no! Of course I'd love to!" He agreed without really thinking it over, though he didn't really mind since her smile instantly returned, though it was a bit too quick for his liking.

"Let me get you a chair!" Morgan quickly stated, already on his way to standing up, only to be pushed back down onto the chair.

The lad looked up confused at the chuckling Pegasus Knight, one hand on her jutted out a hip as she grinned down at him, "Oh don't worry love, I already know exactly where I want to sit~"

And before he could even process her words, Morgan could feel her soft butt press down against his lap as she settled down atop of him. Both her legs hanging off to the same side, she hooked an arm around his neck and smiled at him as she pressed her side against him, prompting him to place a hand on her thigh and at the edge of her stockings, his fingers grazing against the exposed flesh between it and her dress, while his other hand settled itself on her hip, his fingers brushing against the knot of her panties.

Looking at him, his partner knew he desired a reason for her sudden action, so she gave one, "I do recall telling you that I loved the feeling of your arms wrapped around me, and you did offer to do so whenever I wished."

Her boyfriend's eyes fluttered at her, before settling down along with his smile, his grip on her hip tightening as he pulled her a bit closer, eliciting a giggle from the bluenette as he pecked her cheek.

"Hehe, if you keep that up I may not want to get up from your lap~" Caeda joked as Morgan continued to peck her cheek and nuzzle his nose against it.

The tactician chuckled, "Doesn't sound too bad," He replied, eliciting a small moan from her when he moved down to nibble her neck.

Grinning, she placed a hand on his chest and gave him a firm push away, prompting him to stop his pecks and nibbles as she wagged a finger at him, "Now now, first, let's eat, we have a long day to prepare for after all."

Morgan gave a short laugh, bit bashful at his actions as he reached for the fork near the plate, only for Caeda's hand to grip it first, using it to gently carry one of the pieces of fruit from the plate to his mouth.

"Open wide~" She playfully ordered, an order Morgan couldn't resist as he opened his mouth. Her smiling brightening as she placed the food in for him chew as he closed her mouth. Swallowing down the salty nutrients with a small blush as he couldn't help but be a bit embarrassed at the current situation.

Deciding to help get him adjusted, Caeda brought her hand down to the one he had on her thigh, clasping it so that it now held the fork. She guided it to the plate as she had him pick up another piece of fruit, having him now bring the treat to her mouth, she opened wide, and getting the message, he pushed the treat in for her to take.

With that, the two said mostly nothing, letting out the occasional hum, chuckle or giggle as they fed one another. Morgan found himself relaxing much more to the exchange, a bright smile on his head as he took a bit of the lead in feeding her, a move she playful fought against, not intent to give up control so easily.

And during this all, Morgan could feel her subtle grinding, the thin material of her dress doing little to prevent him from feeling the softness her butt held even through his thick, baggy pants, part of him wishing he was still in his smallclothes to better enjoy the sensation. Not to mention, the way she sometimes slurped down the food he fed her, wrapping her lips tightly around them with an all but sultry look had an adverse effect on him coupled with the way her hands would stroke his hair or brush against his chest.

He could feel it harder and harder to keep his erection from pressing up into her ass, only for it to be kept down by her weight, flexing atop of it whenever she chuckled or giggled, the light movements being enough to have his legs twitch. To think what most would see as an innocent, cute act between a couple would be so, not pure, in Morgan's mind.

Morgan winced, prompting Caeda to give him a concerned look as she tilted her head at him "Are you ok, Morgan?" His gentle voice asked.

The young man nodded, "Yeah, just, that was a really salty cracker," He stated, trying to deflect his actual reasoning.

The woman let her mouth shape into an 'O' as she spoke, "Really? I thought it might've been my large ass grinding against your hard erection?"

If Morgan was drinking something, he most certainly would've to spit it out, his shocked face gazing at the princess who spoke with words he never heard from her before, save for last night, but, that was different! This, this was just...

Morgan grimaced lightly, "I see you've upped your teasing," Morgan commented, looking away with a small blush.

To which Caeda grinned at, wrapping both her arms around his neck, extending her legs out as she leaned back in the opposite direction, "Have I? I'd just believe since you're my beloved now, I should start treating you as one."

"You're having way too much fun with this, aren't you?" He blankly replied.

She chuckled, "Was there any doubt I wouldn't?" Leaning back towards him, she planted a small kiss on his cheek, making sure to emphasize the "smack" her lips made as she pulled away, sending a shiver down his spine, followed by another one when she nibbled his ear and gave it a quick lick of her tongue.

"You know, if you keep gripping my hip so hard, your fingers might accidentally undo the knot for my panties," She told him, loving the way he tensed up against her as she pressed her hip a bit firmer into his grip, "They're very nice you know, in fact, I was planning on showing you last night, but I guess that's been moved to tonight."

Her voice went lower and more sultry as she continued "It's hard for you, isn't it? And I don't just mean down there", Morgan's grip around her starting to shake as he sucked in his lips at the feeling of her breasts being pushed against the opening of his clock and into his chest as she continued, "Are you regretting holding back last night? Be honest."

Morgan grit his teeth, his first instinct was to say yes considering how hazy his mind was starting to become, but still, despite the fog in his mind, his reasoning for last night was clear, "No," He told her, with a firm resolve that surprised her enough to flutter her eyes as he now spoke to her ear, "I meant it, I want to give you the attention and love you deserve, for as long as you wish,"

Caeda smiled, resting her head on his shoulder, "Such resolve," She praised playfully yet still clearly meaning it, "It's a good thing too, without you holding back, I don't think I'd be able to. In truth, doing this is just a way for me to hold out, you don't know how much I want you right now, but hearing your commitment is enough for me to wait till you're ready."

Her voice quickly lost that sultry tone and adopted a more innocent and meek one, coupled with the small, puppy-eyed facial expression that was made cuter by the bent finger she placed in front of her lips while tilted her head at him when she pulled away to gaze at him.

"But Morgan, I don't think I can wait that long," She told him, lightly squirming on his lap as she added, "So do you think we could..." She fluttered her eyes to look away, "That we could head to our rooms...and start as soon as we make it back?"

She was playing him, playing him like a damn fiddle, Morgan knew this, yet he couldn't help but go along.

"Ye-yeah," He croaked out, nodding to her request as he subconsciously increased the grip on her thigh while also tumbling the string of her panties.

She smiled playfully at him, "I'm eternally grateful to you my love," She happily stated with a giggle, leaning down to give him a thankful kiss on the lip before pulling back and saying, "Anyways, shall we finish breakfast? Can't fly home without a mostly full stomach to keep your belly warm." She joked, her tone cheerful as she scooped up another piece of food and brought it to him.

Morgan looked at her, blinking in mild shock as she gazed at him expectedly with a smile. Wondering how it was she was able to shift her mood and tone so naturally and fast, leaving no trace of the prior topics of their discussion as she went back to feeding him.

Taking what she had into his mouth, Morgan gulped, finding himself glad he agreed to her request.

He didn't think he could last that long as well.

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Caeda hummed a cheerful tune as she and Morgan walked out towards her pegasus, who was waiting at the fort's open center, providing a clear ascent upwards into the sky with all their things packed and ready to go. With the princess clinging onto her boyfriend's arm and leaning into him, a bright smile on her face as she did so. Now fully dressed in her attire, save for one part, her whiteskirt, leaving parts of her hips bare by the dress' slits.

Morgan smiled, but was a bit on edge, knowing she had something planned. Her flirtatious nature and penchant for teasing forced him to remain on guard. With a small, nervous chuckle leaving his lips as he pointed out, "You seem in high spirits,"

Looking at him with bright eyes, she asked, "Is it so strange?"

Morgan shook his head, "No, it's nice, I'm really glad to see you like this." He stated, "Seeing you smile as brightly as you are is one of the best sights I could ever ask for."

Caeda gave a refined giggle as she bent her fingers and held them in front of her lips, "Then you should feel proud in knowing this smile is because of you." She gave his cheek a quick peck before nuzzling her cheek against it.

Reaching her pegasus, Caeda was the first to get on, and as she pulled herself up, she positioned herself that Morgan had a full view of underneath her dress. Stunning the young man as he saw her ass in its full glory, with only the only hint of her panties being in the small, black line he saw buried deep in between the valley of her butt.

It was like time stopped for him, letting him view the sight for much longer than he actually did, yet even so, it felt all too brief to him when the sight was hidden on the saddle of her steed as she settled herself atop of it, adjusting her lower belt so that it now rested just below her top one. Turning to her side and looking down towards him, she gave a knowing grin and tilted her head as she extended her hand to him.

Morgan sighed, taking her hand as she helped him up on the steed behind her, knowing this was just another way for her to tease him, to test him. So he did the only thing he could, push forward, they were a couple, after all, he would have to get used to this, and besides, considering what would happen when they got to the Order, this would be nothing.

Still, it didn't change the fact he could feel his loins start to ache down below as they pressed up against his clothes, begging for a release that he seemed to be denying them, causing his grip on her waist to tighten.

"Caeda?" He called out to her, confused as to why they haven't yet taken flight yet.

"Closer." She simply replied.

Which only confused him more, "Huh?"

She looked over her shoulder at him, "I'm not taking off till you're closer,"

Morgan blinked, "But I'm already close?" He replied, not really understanding the reasoning of her demand. In fact, he was closer than he usually would've been, especially considering the erection straining his pants.

Caeda rolled her eyes playfully at him, "Dear, just do as I say, please?" She asked with a mockingly annoyed yet pleading tone. Her boyfriend decided to do just that, scooting close just enough so that his front was brushing against her back, though he did make sure to readjust his erection so that it wasn't just pushed out against her ass.

Despite her teasing earlier, he couldn't just do that, right?

However, just a few moments after he finished readjusting himself, he heard Caeda take in a deep breath, and then proceed to push herself back against him, her back pressed against his chest, her hair tickling his face, and most noticeably, her ass pushing up against his crotch.

" Ahh~, that's better, wouldn't you agree, love?" She asked with a polite tone and simple smile at her stunned partner, who blinked at her in mild confusion.

However, before he could even respond, she had already given a gentle snap of her reins, prompting her steed to take flight and instinctively have Morgan tightening his grip on her waist and push himself closer as they ascended, feeling the rush of the wind flow past his face while the air around them started to get a bit cold.

However, one specific thing had Morgan gasp, the way her ass rubbed up against his crotch.

Now Morgan understood her game, this was her way of riling him up even more on their way to the Order, to have him squirm under her control, and the thing was, it was working. But, was it safe to do something like this up here?!

"Doesn't this feel right, my love?" Caeda questioned with a relished voice, "Pressed against each other? Keeping the other warm in the cold air of the high sky?"

Morgan chuckled, "Yeah," He agreed, she may be easing him down below, but, this did feel nice, it just also made him a bit antsy as well, "You seem to be really enjoying it." He pointed out.

She giggled as sweetly as the sound of her voice, "Why wouldn't I? Your chest helps to warm my back. But, do you think you could move your hands just a bit further down to my hips? I seem to have, neglected, to put on my skirt, but I'm sure your strong, firm hands will be enough to keep me warm there."

Morgan didn't deny her request, quickly moving his hands to her round hips, the knots of her panties still there as his fingers brushed against them. But he found himself a bit disappointed in not being able to properly feel the soft and warm texture of her skin considering the somewhat thick gloves he had on. Sure they kept his fingers warm, otherwise, they most likely would be just a bit freezing up here, but still.

"Mmmm~" Caeda hummed contently, before pointing out, "Morgan dear, I do have to say, you're feeling a bit tense. Is it because you're still not used to flying? Or is it something else?" Her last few words had a barely hidden meaning that was not hard to pick up on..

So, he decided to play along, "Yeah, something else is making me a bit tense," He said, not outright revealing the reason, but considering he knew she was well aware of it, he felt no need to.

And she made that very clear as she responded, "I see? Is it my big butt pressing up against you with my thin dress doing little to cover it?" She pushed back even harder against him, laughing as he instinctively tightened his grip and let out a small groan, "Relax my love! You're so stiff~" She playfully chided.

Morgan felt like he had to argue with that, "But, I get you like your teasing Caeda, and this does feel good, but, while we're flying? Isn't that a bit dangerous?" His tone was more than a bit strained.

But Caeda just laughed before glancing back up at him with a pouting look, "Come now Morgan, don't you trust me?" She sounded almost hurt, enough to have Morgan wince, even though he knew she was just teasing, confirmed by way that tone was thrown away as her cheerful one returned, "Besides, I say each of us have had more than our fair share of dangerous activities. Trust me, just relax and enjoy the moment, in fact, why don't you readjust your erection so you can better feel it against my soft butt?" She wiggled said body part playfully.

Morgan sucked in his lip. This was crazy, he should resist, there was no reason to do something like this considering what they would do once they got back at the castle. And yet, her charms had already intoxicated him enough that he found himself unable to turn down her offer. And so scooting back just a bit, he used one hand to adjust his erection, before pressing himself back against her.

The two both let out a small gasp as they felt his covered rod sink lightly between the cushioned valley of her ass, allowing both to gain a taste of what fun they would have later that night and better appreciate just what the other held. With Caeda finding herself even more delightful than she was before at the feeling of his member, so much that she sounded a bit more excited than she planned to as she spoke with a bright grin, "That's it, love! Have some fun and enjoy it! I know I will~"

She pushed back against him, shaking her hips at the taunt erection now settled lightly between her rear, eliciting another groan from her lover as he pushed back, the two going back and forward, grinding against each other in the air. The two lightly panting as their hips shifted in moved just a bit faster and harder each time, slowly increasing their intensity at a steady pace with Caeda even placing one of her hands atop of his. Both their bodies were heating up as well, to the point where they felt like their bodies were getting a bit too hot despite the cool air around them.

Morgan was entranced by the way she moved, curving her back to lean forward in order to make her behind appear even larger before pulling it back in like a wave with flawless grace. He let out a small groan before biting his lip as he felt his member sink just a bit more in than before, giving him more of a taste of her luscious ass. And yet, he wanted more, as selfish as it was, the fabric of their clothes was feeling more of a hindrance every second.

"Hehe~" The princess giggled, "Someone's getting restless, do I really feel that good?"

Morgan clenched his teeth, the bashful urge to look away being reduced to a small, low, "Yes," as he kept grinding away.

His response got a small laugh from his partner before her sultry tone returned, " Mmm , I know, and I also know that you'd love nothing more than to let your big cock free and push it up against my ass, wouldn't you?"

Morgan bit his lip, "Yes," He replied in the same, low tone.

His lover grinned, "Me too," She replied huskily before turning her tone more, pouty and filled with disappointment, "But that would be dangerous, wouldn't it? If only there was something else we could do to help you feel so good..."

Her tone once again changed seamlessly as she spoke with a simple question, "Do you think you can handle something a bit risky? I promise it'll be more than worth it~"

"Yes" he replied with a low tone and little hesitation, what they were doing already was a bit risky, and if it was better than what they were doing now than he would be more than ready to follow her.

Caeda grinned at his reply, before telling him, "Lift my dress up,"

Morgan was taken aback slightly by the suggestion, especially since how normal her voice sounded as though she was talking about dinner or the weather, and not, well, this. Needing a moment to process it, he quickly did as told with overwhelming excitement and lust she's been building up in him was taking over, especially when she lightly shook her behind. Taking one hand off her hip, he brought it to the bottom edge of her thin dress, gripping it, he took one last deep breath to calm the pounding in his ear, knowing he was about to see what's been teasing him for as ever long he's known Caeda.

Gently lifting it up, Morgan let out a small, quiet gasp at the sight. His eyes widening and jaw all but dropping at her round, full ass layered in milky-white skin, that was soft enough to morph and adjust its excess skin to shape around the saddle and against his crotch. The black panties she wore seemingly dug deep in between her cheeks, considering he couldn't really see most of them.

"Is it better than you imagined, my love?" Caeda asked knowingly from in front, grinning as she had little doubt he was too stunned by the sight to even respond, "You don't know how many times I've wanted to tell you you're free to look at it. So many times I could feel you doing your best to try and keep your eyes off it while we rode together up here. But now, now you're free to look at your heart's content! Even now, I can feel those stunned eyes of yours gazing at my rear, too taken aback to know what to do first, like giving it the smack it deserves...like this!"

Her gloved hand came down upon her ass, causing the skin to giggle like jelly for his eyes as he watched in amazement.

Stifling another giggle from his reaction, Caeda continued to play her game as her voice turned into a pout, saying, " Mmmm~ , maybe I hit it a bit too hard," She joked before switching to a pleading tone and asking, "Morgan-dear, do you think you could give it a massage to make it feel better?"

She turned her head to glance an eye over her shoulder, soft and narrow-lidded in its gaze. Yet it was entirely unneeded, as Morgan was already moving his free hand down to one of her rumps, causing them both to let out a small gasp as it settled over her soft skin and sunk in as he gripped it.

Caeda tightly gripped the reins of her steed as she felt his hand sink into her dough flesh. It was something she's wanted, longed for, for she didn't really know since when. But, there was one thing holding it back.

"Take off your gloves," She told him, her tone low and pleading in an instance of her losing just a bit of control. With Morgan not saying a word, he obeyed her wishes, taking his hands off her ass and hip as he removed both his gloves and stuffed them into his coat's pocket. If he was a bit calmer, he probably would've thought about how cool his hands would get up here without the protection, or remembered how he hated not having a grip on anything while flying in the sky. But he was too focused for those types of thoughts to cross his mind.

Caeda let out a gasp, tensing up as her eyes briefly widened when she felt both his palms crash down on her ass, each set of fingers taking hold of one of her cheeks as he gave them a hard squeeze, enough so that her arms shook slightly while she bit her lip to stiffen a loud moan. Letting out small, pleasant sighs and moans as he kneaded and groped her ass like it was dough. His grip was gentle yet firm, greedy yet caring, lustful yet loving.

It was better than she could've hoped for, better than she anticipated. So much so that she couldn't help but stick her tongue slightly out a bit as she closed her eyes and basked in the sensation. She could feel her body heat rising as every second Morgan's hands were on her ass made it feel better and better. To the point that she started escalating her plan faster than she anticipated.

"More~" She breathed out, keeping her spine straight while swaying hips in circular motions as he continued to grope away at her behind. Her breathing became more and more ragged and littered with moans, she didn't just want him to do more, she needed him to.

And Morgan could tell, hearing that need in her voice, it was faint, but, it was enough for him to become focused on that goal. But he didn't just want to up his intensity, no, he wanted...needed to show her just what he could do, if not for his own pride.

And so, thinking back to when she first demonstrated what could be done with her ass, he decided to follow that example. Raising his hand up, he got it up to a good height so that gravity could give a bit of help with his endeavor, before letting it fall down and hit against one of her cheeks with a firm slap.

"Ahh!"

Caeda gasped at the sudden sensation, eyes briefly widening as she felt her behind jiggle on display for him. The force behind his slap was less than what she had used before, but even so, it felt better, no doubt due to Morgan's touch. It felt so better in fact, she was unable to come down from her high before she was sent reeling from another slap on her other cheek.

If there was any doubt that she didn't like the feeling of her ass slapped in Morgan's mind, it was dispelled after seeing her face from his second slap. Raised up and pointed up in the sky as her shoulders rolled back and her spine arched forward. With what was no doubt a moan leaving her lips, even if it came out in the form of a yelp.

"Mo-Morgan!" The stunned princess gasped as she felt her lover deliver another set of slaps, each one being a bit firmer than the last and keeping her ass jiggling for his display. Each smack sending a jolt of pleasure through her spine and almost leaving her without breath, but what was truly giving her the most pleasure, was the way that after a slap, he had the same hand delivering it grasp and kneed the doughs of flesh, massaging it and getting it ready for the next slap. All while keeping her skin warm in the cool air.

She would've been more than happy with either, but together? For the first time, Caeda found herself on the defensive with Morgan as he used skills and tactics he picked up faster than she ever could've hoped. And it was all to her benefit.

*Slap

Another moan left the princess' lips, eyes narrowing back towards him as he kept up his endeavor, leaving her lower cheeks pink, while her upper ones were scarlet. Simply put, she was starting to be overwhelmed by Morgan's actions, and considering where they were, Caeda may have started to realize the folly of her actions.

But she didn't want to stop, no, she simply needed to slow down, just a bit, enough for her to gain back a bit of control.

"Morgan?" She called out to him with baited breath, only for a yelpish moan to leave her lips as he gave another, hard slap that sent her legs squirming and hips shimmying.

"Morgan!?" She called out to him again, louder this time, but still he didn't reply. She bit her lip, it was clear now he was too entranced by his current objective to hear her. She was a bit conflicted, part of her liked that, heck, she knew full well this might have happened, but considering the amount of control she was losing as well, especially since they were flying, well.

Taking in a deep breath, she twisted her hips enough that one arm was easily able to snake up around his neck and hold the lower back of his head, snapping the tactician out of his daze as she brought him into a passionate kiss, one that he melted into. It had him cease his slapping and bring one hand up to cup her cheek, having her lean into it as she moaned into his mouth, their breaths being exchanged as their tongues slithered and brushed against each other.

Pulling away once their lungs started beating, a thin strand of saliva connected their lips, only to be brushed away by Caeda's thumb who then licked her lips with a sultry grin.

" MHhhmm~ , a sweet taste, I find it more and more addicting each time I taste it, but perhaps it's not as addictive as slapping my fat ass seemed to be for you. You didn't even hear me call out to you, twice ." She teased, causing her lover to chuckle sheepishly as she softly stroked his cheek with her thumb.

He shrugged his shoulders, "Sorry, guess I got a little carried away."

Caeda smiled, twisting her hips back in place, she leaned back against him, prompting him to wrap his arms around her waist, with Caeda giving an approving hum as she rested one hand over his own before saying, "Don't be, if you are that good now, I can't wait to see what your like when we're back in our quarters, and in a safer environment."

Her words had Morgan glancing at said surroundings, noticing that the terrain around them seemed slightly familiar, indicating they've already completed a decent chunk of their distance back to the Order, feeling they had traveled far quicker than what he knew should've been the proper amount of time. Was he truly that entranced in his and Ceada's activities not to have noticed?

His now calmer mind remember just high up they were, a shot of anxiety briefly came through him at just how easily he had forgotten that, especially since he did still have a fear of flying, But, strangely, it didn't seem that bad, seemingly his daring actions had given him newfound confidence, also, he now had no qualms on taking Caeda's offer of "Holding her as tight and close as he'd liked,"

Which is why he pressed back against her, pushing his tenting crotch into her mostly bare ass, having them both mewl in approval as the drape of her skirt once covering it was held up between her lower back and his stomach, with the only fabric covering their sexes being from his baggy pants and small-clothes.

Resting his chin on her shoulder, he asked, "So what's next?" Clearly hopeful they could continue their fun little activities, no doubt helped by his newfound confidence as he drew small circles over her stomach..

His eagerness amused Caeda, who titled her head back and towards him, giving him a playful look and joking, "For someone who seemed so adamant on waiting till tonight, you're getting impatient,"

Morgan laughed, "Well, recent events have more than made me rethink that option," He replied

The bluenette grin brightened, "Oh, so is it my fault then?" She proceeded to put on a pout for him, "Does my boyfriend have any ideas of how I could help him feel better?"

Morgan stifled a laugh at her playful display before answering, "Well, you are the one flying, so I think I'd rather you chose that."

Caeda smirked, "Well in that case love, why don't you remove my panties?" She suggested, wiggling her hips in response to the words that surprised him as that was something far more than he would've thought they could do up here.

So much so, that he had to ask, "Really?"

The princess smiled playfully, "Getting cold feet?" She teased, "After smacking my ass like you did, I would've thought you'd be more than ready for something so simple."

Those words lit the fire back in Morgan's heart, taking her words as a challenge, he turned his gaze towards her hip and at the small knot present. Bringing a hand there, he gently pricked at it, before loosening up the surprising firm knot enough that he could pull it undone with one string, with that side of the tight, black fabric loosened, and turning his attention to the other side, he did the same as before.

With that, both sides of the fabric slack, with the top part on her back hanging over the crevice of her ass from high tightly the string dug in between. Pulling his chest slightly back, he gripped that part, he waited for Caeda to lift her hips up slightly, allowing him to pull back the fabric from under her until it was fully free for him to view.

They were smaller than he would have anticipated, thin as well, with a small, red-bow present just under the top edge of its front, but something else caught his eye inside, a part of the fabric that looked darker than the rest, and gazing a bit more closer, he soon realized why that was.

Caeda grinned, still looking forward, knowing full well what had caught his attention as she spoke about it herself, "Do you see how wet you've got me, Morgan? You're feeling as though you're gonna burst right? Well, I feel the same way."

Her voice, while still playful, was filled with lust and honesty, being completely truthful about her current state that had Morgan stunned as she went on.

"But I wouldn't want you to make a mess in your pants, oh no, that sounds like a waste, so if you were gonna burst, I'd rather it be on me~"

Morgan's eyes widened, was she implying? No, easily that would be the most dangerous thing they could do up here. And yet, he found himself more than a little willing to try it.

"Take it out, my love~"

She shot down his thoughts with a simple order, her tone, just coated with a small layer of sultry need was enough to have Morgan stuff her panties into his pockets, before looking down at the belts holding his baggy pants up. His attempts to undo them quicker than he ever had before caused him to fumble, enough so that Caeda giggle at his attempts, before eventually, both the leather accessories were undone, allowing him to unbutton his pants, and pull down his fly, finally giving his tenting smallclothes the opportunity to poke out and relish its newfound freedom.

His lover giggled playfully as she felt his arousal poke against her more firmly, only the thin fabric of his small clothes keeping their skin from coming into contact. But soon, that was no longer an issue, as Morgan undid the knot keeping his smallclothes up, and allowed his dick more room to poke out from the hole present.

Caeda relished the feeling of his bare tip poke just above the crevice of her ass, throbbing against her skin and producing a heat that sent shivers up her spine in a way she didn't expect, but that didn't slow her down for what she had next.

Leaning forward, she kept her butt out to him, allowing his member to sink slightly into the valley of her ass, causing them both to gasp lightly. "It's bigger than I anticipated~," She told him playfully, finding herself more than pleasantly surprised, not letting up as she gently started to grind her ass against him, pinning his dick in-between as they both rubbed against that crevice in tandem.

"Do you like it?" She asked knowingly, glancing back at him with a playful glint as she pushed her ass back against him once again, letting him sink a bit further into her milky-cheeks and eliciting a deep groan, "I would've preferred to have done something, more , but considering how good this alone feels. I don't think we're ready to try that out, at least not yet." She swayed her hips side to side, letting his member bounce a bit off the curves of her ass.

His response was to let out another groan, hands tensing up on her hips as he rubbed back, causing her to moan at the pulsing heat tickling her sensitive skin. Biting her lip, she made sure to continue her teasing, "Did you know there's a little club we fliers have? It's called the mile high club." She smirked at him as he paused his small thrusts, the expression his face clearly taking in what she had said and coming to an answer, "I'm sure that smart mind of yours can figure out what it takes to be a member, and I'd be more than happy to help get you in another time. But until then, how about you enjoy my fat ass as much as you'd like, we've still got some time till we get to the Order after all~"

Morgan didn't need to be told twice, in fact, he didn't need to be told at all, he was just holding himself slightly back to wait until she finished talking. But once she was done, his hands immediately went to grip both cheeks of her ass, digging his fingers in she let out a moan as he parted them both, allowing his aching member to sink easily into the soft, comforting valley of her ass like a hot butter to knife.

Caeda's moan came out with a hot breath as she tilted her head back, finding the feeling of his hot rod sinking into her butt amazing, however, that amazement soon turned into shock as he sunk deep enough for her pillowy flesh to wrap around her, with Morgan giving them a firm push to increase the pressure, and allow her to get another, better understanding of just how big he was.

Her eyes widened with shaky pupils, 'This...this can't be. After all the times I've pushed up against him while we were flying, how did I not realize he was this big!' She told herself, shocked, only to let out a gasp when he started to thrust in the hole created by her butt wrapped around his cock, sending sparks up her spine from the sensation that, coupled with his fingers digging into her cheeks, was becoming too much, "Naga Yes~"

"Morgan!" She couldn't help but call out, cheeks flushed and her mouth agape with pants and moans, her tongue sticking out while her shoulders were rolled back. She couldn't help but keep her back arched out front and make her ass just out to him as much as possible, finding herself wanting more and more of the pleasure he was giving her, which was more than she would have dared to hope.

He said nothing, opting to instead continue his little thrusting against her ass, his response also being coupled with his fingers starting to knead her ass like dough, giving it a massage that had Caeda hang her head low, muttering out "Gods More~"

Their current pace soon didn't feel like enough for either of them, causing them both to want more, with her pushing back more against him, while he kept pressing his palms into both sides of her butt, both adding more and more pressure around his dick. "Don't stop~" Caeda muttered before stopping and instead settled for simple moans and pants as her head hung slightly low, thankfully though, she trained her steed more than well enough that slight movements of the reins were enough to keep it heading towards their current destination.

*Slap

"Ahh!" Caeda yelped as she felt a sting on her ass, only for another one to appear just a bit away. Her back arching forwards as Morgan delivered another set of slaps, watching in awe as her flesh rippled against his dick, providing a unique sensation he was more than eager to try out more, not to mention the sound of her yelping coupled with the ringing of his slaps were very pleasant to his ears.

Caeda bit her tongue as her cheeks were turning a deeper shade of scarlet, once again finding herself overwhelmed by his actions. The thrusting of his dick, the massaging he did on one side of her ass while he slapped the other. The sensations were too much, evident by the stain she was making on her saddle as he lower lips grinded over the pristine leather, attempting to soothe the aching itch, but there was only one way for that itch to be quelled, and Caeda found herself becoming more and more willing to tell Morgan to stick his member inside of her every second. Risks be damned! She was hornier than she had ever been.

But luckily for both their well-being, her eyes glanced forward, and it landed on the very familiar castle in the distance. They were both so entranced by their actions they didn't realize just how much time had passed. Grinning, the princess tapped her foot against her steed's side a bit less refined than she usually would've, no doubt due to her current excitement, either way, her orders were clear, and her steed sped up in response.

The jolt had Morgan snapping out of his trance and hold onto her waist for a proper grip, glancing at his surroundings he soon found the castle quickly approaching, and with Caeda having stopped her grinding, he knew their fun was currently over. Not able to help the small curse under his breath at the interruption of the blissful sensation, he pulled his hips back, letting the bottom-back of her dress fall back down to cover her marvelous behind as he fixed up his pants.

He tried to stuff his erection back in his small clothes, which was a bit harder than he would've liked as he felt them aching under the fabric for a release that it almost got. Still, he could find solace that they would soon be in one of their quarters to continue and finally release everything that's been pent up inside of him. Though as much as he'd have liked to sprint there with her, he knew they shouldn't draw too much attention, especially since he knew they should've been reporting the results of their mission first before having fun. But damn if Caeda didn't have him in the palm of her hand!

He fixed up his belt just in time before they got too close to the castle for people to see them, gazing down at it, he noticed them pass the more frequented landing areas, instead, Caeda rounded around towards the Castle's side.

"Caeda?" He asked, confused.

She said nothing, only giving a small pull of her reins and directing her steed to descend down towards one of the more desolate stables, which at the moment, seemed completely devoid of other people to Morgan's eyes. He let out a small grunt as her steed landed with a small jolt had him jump up slightly, it was more than fine compared to the landing of most fliers, but considering how Morgan had grown used to her perfect landings that he wouldn't have felt unless he was trying to, she seemed to be in a bit if a rush.

Morgan just assumed she was as eager to return to their quarters as he was. Wait, whose quarters should they return to? He got off her steed, with the princess having already dismounted, and quickly guiding her steed into one of the nearby open stalls, giving it a small peck and thanking it for its efforts before closing the stall's door. She then walked back to Morgan and took his hand.

Morgan said nothing as he allowed her to pull him along, not caring whose quarter they went to so long as they could quickly embrace one another and pick up where they left off. And he seemed to have gotten that wish. As they weren't even halfway past the stables before she took a sharp turn and pulled him into one of the more, private, stalls that was practically its own stable. Making it harder for others to pear in unless they made the effort to get up and close.

Morgan let out a small gasp at the sudden force she used to pull him in, almost tripping over his feet as he glanced at their current surroundings. High, wooden walls, dim lights coming in from groups of holes pattern near the top edges around the stable, with the ground soft enough to rest on, but sturdy enough to dig some weight in as to not slip, a few barrels of hay were piled up near one of the corners. Morgan assumed that despite the stable having been decently kept clean, it hadn't been in use for a steed in a while.

However, he wasn't able to give it much more thought, as he found himself pushed up against the wall, Caeda's body pressed tightly against him like her lips against his own as she gave him a fierce kiss as her arms were wrapped around his neck. He immediately was prompted into placing his own arms around her waist, pulling her closer as he tried to match her enthusiastic tongue with his own, mouth open as they exchanged the other's hot, moist moans.

'Gods~' Morgan mentally couldn't help but think, the way Caeda was kissing him, it was unlike any of their previous times. Before, she would always have some sort of gentleness in her actions, a sort of care. But this time, there was none of that. Her kiss was fierce, frantic, hungry . He would go as far as to say there wasn't much love in it, just lust, practically confirmed with the hazy look in her lidded eyes.

Something he found himself more than fine with as he mirrored her needs with his own, one of his hands traveling down under her dress and taking a fistful of her ass, causing her to moan loudly into his mouth as his fingers dug into her flesh better than they ever could if he tried to do it from behind her like before. His grip caused her to get up on her toes and press harder against him, letting Morgan feel more and more of her soft chest pressing against him through the thin fabric keeping it covered.

Wait, soft chest? When did she take off her chestplate? And how did he not notice?

He wasn't able to come up with an answer to that question as she broke his focus with a firm palm on his crotch, pressing into his aching erection and causing him to pull away from their kiss and groan for her grinning face.

"Too good to keep quiet, huh, my love?" She teased, to which he nodded, letting out another groan as she continued, "A shame we're not in our quarters or up in the sky, I guess here we'll have to be quiet lest be discovered. Unless you've got a handy spell to make sure no one hears us?"

Morgan nodded once again, taking the hand that was on her waist and waving its fingers in a specific motion as he uttered something under his breath, a brief spiral wave of sparkles came around one of his fingers before disappearing.

Caeda smirked, rewarding his efforts with a brief, yet wet kiss on his lips before letting her tongue slide over the side of his face and up to his ear as her lips brushed against it, having him shiver before she said, "Good, my dear, now I won't have to worry about anyone else hearing me scream how good you're gonna make me feel."

Before he could form a response from those words, the princess pushed away from him playfully and took a step back before turning on her heel to face away from him. Her blue hair swaying from the maneuver as it flowed to it before swaying behind her to pair with the prominent sway of her hips as strode to the opposing wall, all while keeping an eye on him with a coy look.

Eventually reaching the other side, the woman broke her gaze from him as she planted her hands on the walls, leaning forward towards it, she made sure to curve her back gracefully to stick out her ass up in the air in the most flattering way possible while spreading her limber, stocking-covered legs alluringly. Her dress did nothing to hide the current state of her pussy as she leaked her desires onto the ground.

With her hair falling past her head to the floor, Caeda turned her head back towards him with a coy smile, "Well? What are you waiting for?" She asked playfully, jiggling her backside a bit and causing the fabric draped over her ass to flutter up and down with each bounce, flashing the entirety of her heart shaped ass for him each time.

Morgan didn't waste a moment in moving, almost flying to her as he went across the room behind her as he once again hastily undid, not even waiting till the belts were undone till he yanked them down his legs along with his smallclothes, allowing his aching erection to once again be free, and this time, pointed right at her dripping folds.

Caeda bit her lip as she continued to gaze at him over her shoulder, her pupils shaking in both anticipation, fear, and lust as she saw just the tip of his member poke over her ass, and even that alone looked huge. She had yet to properly get a good look at what he was packing, only glances and of course, a feel of what he held. Yet she knew none of that would be able to properly prepare her for when he was actually inside.

She could feel herself start to drip out a river as his hands glided from her ass to underneath her dress, pushing the bottom fabric up over the mountain of her ass to hang around her waist, allowing him to grip her round hips bare while he lined himself up. The two winced as his tip poked against her entrance, only to gasp as it popped in.

Caeda eyes widened as she took a deep, strained breath while shooting her head straight down, arms tensing up against the wall while her legs buckled, his grip on her hips tightened immensely. Feeling fuller than she anticipated with just his tip in her, and just as she was starting to get used to it, she let out a long, loud moan as he started to push further in, stretching her walls more than she could possibly imagine along the way as they quickly clung around him with a fierce hold.

Her moan slowly morphed into a cry the longer he took to enter, her lips trembling as her eyes once again became lidded on the verge of tears from the sheer sensation that threatened to overwhelm her. With only firm resolve and instinct keeping her up stable.

But suddenly, Morgan lost his footing, having leaned forward too much, his bunching up pants around his legs caused him to fail in regaining his footing, making it so that he stumbled forward, and in turn, push his entire length suddenly inside of Caeda as his hips bump against her soft ass.

The action had the princess throw her head back and face up to the roof, having thought he was almost finished entering her, and by then she believed she would have trouble handling him. So to have the sudden revelation he had almost double to offer, it was too much for her already cracking dam that was being filled too full to hold back a moment longer. And so with her body tensing up and her walls spasming uncontrollably, she let out a howl that no doubt reached the heavens, and came all over his cock.

Morgan winced as he felt her already slick and tight walls give a vice grip around his member, pulsing around it with the intent of causing him to also have an orgasm. It was more than a tempting offer, to finally let go what's been pent up inside of him for so long out. But, he held back, if just barely, intent to not just experience this wonderful sensation for a bit longer, but also just for some of his own pride.

Caeda was panting heavily as she came down from her high, hands trembling against the wall as she gazed down at the ground with lidded eyes, her long hair falling down around her face, tunneling her view. And soon, that tunnel shook as she gasped loudly at the feeling of Morgan pulling back, his length sliding out with him, till just his tip remained.

And then he rammed it back in. Not as fast as when he stumbled, but with much more precision, enough that his lover's legs buckled as she let out another loud moan as she was filled past the brim once again. Her entire body tensing up as her walls clung tightly around his member, less because of how tight she was, and more just because of how far they were being stretched out by his girth.

Caeda let out a small whimper as his tip poked against her womb. It wasn't voluntary, just, he was filling her up so much that it was a bit too overwhelming, evident by the small tear that ran down her cheek. It wasn't painful, but at the moment, she wasn't really feeling pleasure either, it was just, too much, she hadn't been able to adjust enough yet.

However, her whimper seemed to have caught Morgan's attention, as he immediately ceased his movements, something Caeda quickly noticed. Just as she was about to tell him it was fine, she shivered and let out a small moan as one of his hands moved down to cup her ass, kneading it with just the right mixture of firm and gentleness that had her body relax immensely, especially in her passage as her walls relaxing had the benefit of allowing her to start feeling the build of pleasure, that only increased as he gently started moving in and out.

She blushed profoundly as he massaged her ass while thrusting at a gentle pace. It was both sweet and embarrassing. After teasing, goading him for so long, and all but telling him to go nuts when she bent over against the wall. And yet at the slightest indication of her discomfort, he held back and focused on making her feel relaxed and good despite no doubt wanting to let loose on her as she whined, "Oh Naga, yes~ " from his treatment.

She wanted to tell him it was fine and she'd get used to it, that he deserved it, but, gods the way his fingers dug and moved around her milky flesh while his gentle thrusts were massaging her walls, it was too good for her to voice objection to. And even if she did, her mouth was already preoccupied with a series of panting moans.

And when his slow, gentle, thrusts started to pick up a bit of steam, becoming faster, harder, yet still filled with care, her moans soon were coupled with phrases she muttered and whined under her hot breath, "Oh Gods, yes, Yes, Yeesss!",

As they continued, their moans paired with the soft, wet smack of his hips pressing against her ass, with the faster and harder he went, the more they turned into slaps as he plunged into her snug hole, causing her to beg, "Don't stop, Morgan, Please!"

And soon enough, Caeda could feel her face morph into one of pleasure, eyes on the verge of rolling back as her tongue threaten to roll out, her legs no longer buckling due to his sheer size and instead becoming more stable in an attempt to gain more of the pleasure he was giving her. Pleasure, she was finally feeling it, and it felt amazing.

"Morgan~" Her voice was strained, but no longer low enough to pass under breath, allowing him to hear her much clearer as she spoke, "Please, more..." She asked shakily, "I want it!"

Her declaration couldn't have come for a better time for her lover, as he was already having trouble holding back. "Damn~", he muttered as he was on the edge of his restraint until she finally gave him to go ahead. And he took the offer immediately. Moving both his hands to her round hips, he gave them each a tight grip and used them to aid in boosting the speed of his thrusts, causing the wet slaps that happened occasionally before to become much more frequent along with her gasps and moans.

With Morgan uttering "Fuck~" as he started to let loose, going even faster then before, his hips becoming a blur as the sound of their skin smacking tenderly against one another couple with their moans soon filled the stable, only held back from the outside thanks to Morgan's spell. Making sure to take careful note of the way she responded to his thrusts, and the ones that got a better reaction, he made sure to do it again. Her face became one of bliss as a wide, happy smile stretched out on her face.

"So tight~" He grunted under his breath at how, passionately , her walls squeezed down around his cock with an almost intangible need. But he kept on, ignoring how hot the room had gotten, even with his dark and heavy cloak, they couldn't break the heaven that Ceada was giving him. The feeling of her tight, wet, snug walls around his member, the sounds that poured out of her mouth that were music to her ears, the vanilla smell she gave off in light of the sweat she was producing. And looking at her, gods, there was no doubt in his mind of what she was, even with her disheveled hair, dress becoming soaked in her sweat and clinging to her skin, and view of her ass jiggling in response to his pounding. She was an angel, and yet, she was his.

And he decided to give that angel more of what she loved, and threw out restraint as he raised one hand up.

"Ahh!" Caeda yelped, whipping her head up into the air as she felt a sting on one of her sensitive asscheeks, letting out a loud, shaky moan as her walls spasmed and a mini-orgasm triggered inside of her, clenching her around his cock as Morgan did his best to hold back for a little longer, deciding to let loose a bit more and deliver another slap on her ass.

"Fuck!" Caeda yelled as she felt another sting on her opposing cheek, eyes now clenched as she focused on keeping her arms from buckling under the force of his thrusts and send her face-first into the hard wall. But even with that being a risk, it was one she was willing to take as she begged him for more.

"Again!" She demanded with a hoarse tone, "Slap my fat ass harder! Pound it deeper! And don't you dare let up!"

Morgan wasn't intent to disobey her command as he followed it without question. Both his hands and hips increased the force behind them as the sound of them both slapping against her ass became higher than the shouts and screams she let out, the air knocked out of her lungs every time he thrust deep inside and filled her up far more than she could handle.

And she loved it, the Heart of Talys had a bliss stricken look on her face as her ass was turning a shade of pink from the loving abuse, her dress clinging tightly as she traded her ragged breathing for loud moans and yelps coupled with dirty phrases to encourage Morgan every now and then. Gods did this feel amazing, and had Morgan not given her time to adjust to his size, she doubted it would've. But now that she was used to him, she could take his pounding better and have the overwhelming sensation drown her in a deep pool of pleasure.

"Huh?" Caeda felt confused as she noticed him slowing down, turning her head back to see what was going on. Except her long hair got in the way of her view, making it so that her vision was limited to around their feet. Yet that was enough to give her an answer as she saw his bunched up pants shuffling, before moving more to the side with his foot, revealing his other foot was no longer bound by it, and then proceeding that, she saw his cloak fall down to the ground behind him with a thud.

She barely was able to catch his boot digging into the ground before he started to thrust once again, the force behind his hips becoming much more profound as he was no longer held back by his bunched up pants' hold around his legs. Letting his dick pierce her passage even quicker and better as she let out gasp after gasp, now rocking her hips frequently back to meet his thrusts gives them each a greater amount of pleasure as his hips cushioned into her ass.

In a flash of inspiration, Morgan decided to start leaning over her, ceasing with the smacking of her ass, he had both of his hands trail up her sides towards a destination he had neglected.

"Gah!" Caeda gasped before letting out a long, drawn-out moan as her tender breasts were given a hearty squeeze through the thin fabric of her dress as Morgan groped away happily. Morgan found himself regretting not giving her bountiful mounds the attention they deserved. They may have not been as prominent as her ass, but they were nothing to sneeze at as well, feeling the temptation to rip her dress off just so his hands could better cup and having his fingers slip into the soft flesh. With him and his lover not noticing the way her dress' fabric seemed to darken and get a bit wetter around his grip.

Caeda fell silent as she panted heavily, his fucking slowing down as he traded hard and fast pumps for hip rolls as he churned and rubbed against the sides of her walls, giving her a new type of sensation to get used to coupled with the groping he doing. She shivered at the feeling of his hot breath tickling the back of her neck as he pressed his chest down on her while her stiff nipples grind against her bra.

She let out a small shriek as he gave her breasts another good squeeze, but this time she felt some squirt out from both her teats. Quickly she could feel the wetness against the fabric of her dress, and it definitely wasn't sweat.

'Oh gods,' She mentally lamented, this was a bit embarrassing, her only solace being that Morgan didn't seem to notice, though she would admit, it did feel really good, and that dirty little mind of his was making sure to take note of how she reacted, using that knowledge to make her feel even better.

In fact, all of this, the turning of his dick inside of her, the groping of her breasts, she could definitely picture them on a bed, resting and relaxing on their sides, with her back against his chest as he did what he was doing there, taking their time and enjoying the moment.

And yet, as nice and relaxing it felt, it wasn't exactly what she wanted at the moment. No, after a day, night, and morning of teasing, coupled with the time she did so before. She wanted to get fucked, to have Morgan let loose and give her everything he had, no holding back as he finally paid her back.

"Fuck me, Morgan!" She almost growled, pushing her hips back against him and clenching up enough for him to pause and focus on her voice, "Fuck me so hard I'll have trouble standing! I want to cum so hard that the next steed who stays here won't be able to get rid of that scent!"

She turned her head back at him, her bangs broken up and hiding parts of her eyes. But Morgan could see the ocean of lust behind them as her stern yet husky voice spoke her next demand, "Now stop treating me like a princess, and make me yours ."

Morgan was stunned at her passionate declaration, ceasing his actions to think about his next move. And soon, Caeda saw his face morph into one of determination as his hands left her breasts, only to then shoot towards her arms, seizing them and pulling both limbs away from the wall.

Caeda gasped loudly as she was robbed of both her supports, feeling Morgan's hands slide down to firmly grip around her wrists as she was left hanging over the ground with only Morgan's grip keeping her from falling face-first into the wall. And he quickly took advantage of his new control, as the tactician used his new grip to start plowing into his lover, giving her body no choice but to be pulled back as he buried his member deep inside, before pulling back till just the tip remained and doing it again.

The result was instantaneous as Caeda's head flung out towards the wall, her eyes wide and her tongue completely lolled out of her wide open mouth from which moans, gasps, and pants poured out to show her approval. The way her arms were pulled back, she couldn't help but arch her back forward, causing her chest and upper body to tense and lean up as her ass received a hard slap from his hips each time he plunged in.

Her breasts jiggled widely under their confinements, his previous touch there having left her taps a bit open as the rough force behind them caused them to leak and cause an even bigger mess under her dress. Not that she could care, as Morgan's action was already during her mind into mush, only focused on getting more pleasure as she shouted, "Yes! Yes! Yes!"

A partially deep thrust had her head flung back, "That's it dear! Force me to take your huge dick without rest! Don't give a choice but to have me writhing and squirming in your grasp only to beg for more! "She couldn't help the words that came out of her mouth, not able to make them more refined as Morgan had forced her to simply sprout out her desires, "Fuck me!"

Morgan growled yet obeyed, digging his boot further into the ground as his legs started to ache at the force he was making them endure for his blurring hips. In fact, his entire body was getting sore; he hadn't known that having sex was this demanding. He guessed it made sense, a more than fair trade-off for the pleasure he was receiving. And he found himself addicted to that pleasure, ready to keep getting at it even if his body screamed at him to stop.

Though he doubted it could scream as loud as Caeda was currently.

The princess had long lost the ability to form coherent thoughts. Her mouth simply sprouting out praises to the heavens (and Morgan) for her current, mind-numbing bout of blissful pleasure. Eyes watering and already rolled to the back of her head while her wide-open mouth let out a gasp from her increasingly sore throat as she moaned uncontrollably.

It was a breath-taking sight for the lad, even though he couldn't see her face, her sweat-drenched back, and disheveled hair, along with the way her soft ass cushioned for his incoming hips before jiggling widely from his thrusts left enough of an imprint on him. But still, he longed to see her face, and then, remembering her decree of making her his, he got an idea.

Caeda's eye widened even further as Morgan's thrust became relentless, to the point she wasn't even able to process his tip pressing against his womb till he did it again. It caused her to gasp and pant to the point she couldn't even get in enough air with her breaths, not with how Morgan focused on plowing her drenched pussy with reckless abandonment. Hitting her sweet spot over and over again as he shoved his entire length in and left her breathless

It was too much for the princess, and with a harsh gasp, she gave out a cry so loud, Morgan winced and wondered if his spell could hold it. But even if it didn't, he wouldn't have cared, only focusing on the ways her walls tighten up around his cock, clenching as hard as she came all over his member and in turn, triggering his climax as well.

Caeda groaned as she felt his first load fill her up to the brim, sloshing around her insides as her walls were milking his dick for more of his seed as she wanted every last drop he had to offer. And Morgan was more than happy to provide it, just, not all of it inside.

It took an extraordinary amount of willpower for the young tactician to pull back, both just cause of how good it would've felt to let her walls continue milking him, and also just cause of how hard it was to pull out from her tight snatch. The two let out a groan as his tip popped out from her entrance, unplugging it and letting a river of their mixed juices flow out while his still shooting a member unloaded another batch of his cum onto her back, painting her red dress a white.

The princess shivered at the sensation of her folds turning into a waterfall along with the feeling of his hot, spunky load on her back. But she wasn't able to bask in the feeling of the new stains settling into her dress as Morgan pulled her back up till it was straight, causing her to yelp as he turned her around as he shot a rope of cum right against her covered stomach. Her buckling legs were unable to support her weight from the pounding she had received as his hands on her shoulders had her dropping down on her knees.

Her descent down put the side of her chin right in the sight of his next load, which splayed out on her milky-skin, coating her upper neck and chin white. She flinched up at the sensation, barely taking in how hot his spunk was. But she wasn't able to focus on that sensation, as her flinching had her looking straight up at the ceiling and the white rain that was falling down towards her.

Caeda could do nothing but stare in awe at the many drops of potent spunk that fell down upon her, mouth open as it all came cascading down. She could feel each drop splatter over her form: from her dress, to her hair, and of course her face.

She flinched once again as a rather large drop splattered over her cheek, prompting her to close her eyes just in case. Waiting for him to settle down as he kept raining cum all over her, feeling a few globs land inside the small opening of her mouth, though she wasn't able to savor the taste as her mouth was still sore from all her earlier screaming.

And yet, even as she kept waiting, it didn't feel like the rain was slowing down. She would've opened her eyes to check if she could, but they were both currently buried under his cum. She was only able to hear him groan and tighten his grip on her shoulders as he kept shooting rope after rope of his seed into the air and back down to her.

And with no signs of his orgasm slowing down, Caeda found herself in awe as her body continued to be drenched in the cum-shower he gave her.

Yet she made no effort to pull away, instead, kneeling still for him, hands on her lap as she held her chin high allowing him to coat her body in his seed. Accepting his offering and response of making her his, she wanted, no, needed to feel covered in it, in his cum. And Morgan did just that, especially with how he covered her face, though that wasn't to say her hair and dress weren't much better.

Morgan was panting as his orgasm petered down and finally came to halt. He placed a hand on his head, feeling lightheaded from the overwhelming sensation of relief he was finally able to experience. And yet, he couldn't help but be stunned and focus his full attention at the cum-covered Caeda.

The princess still exuded an air of grace despite her current, disheveled and dirty appearance as she simply continued to lay on the ground, legs bent by her side as she basked in his cum soaked. From the mask that painted her face, to the globs that clung around her blue hair, and the many, many white spots that were currently staining her red dress. Not to mention the potent load that was churning inside her pussy and seeping out slowly from her folds. A shame he had no chance of giving her an heir for her kingdom, both a bane and boon from the strange laws of Askr.

He had truly gone above and beyond in her decree of making her his.

She licked her lips and smirked in satisfaction, not just at his performance, but at the nice taste as well.

"Gods~" She spoke with a low tone, a small smile on her face, bringing Morgan out of his daze as she let out a small chuckle, "You've...Morgan dear, to think you were capable of this, how did you hold back for so long?" She playfully asked.

Morgan let out an embarrassed chuckle in response, just barely able to steadily bring himself down to his knees, wincing slightly as they dug into the ground as he realized just how sore they were. But he ignored it, finding solace in her as he spoke, "Yeah, just, I couldn't help it Caeda, you... Gods , you drive me wild like I can't explain."

That got another pleased laugh from the princess, "Why thank you, it makes me happy to know that. Though I'm sure you heard how similarly I felt about you," She teased.

Morgan let out a small laugh, "You weren't kidding about needing that sound-proofing spell. I didn't think it was possible for someone to scream like that, least of all you." He joked before adding, "Though I can't deny it was really hot."

Caeda gave him a grin as she playfully raised an brow at him, "Well lucky for you, I'm sure you'll be hearing that again soon enough. Because as soon as I'm able to walk properly, you and I are heading straight to our quarters to continue. Granted though, I think I will have to wash myself off first due to the shower you gave me."

Morgan rubbed the back of the neck, not able to help it as he looked away from her teasing look, finding it even more effective despite her mask of cum covering it, his cum.

Taking a deep breath to help calm himself, he was able to turn back and look at her, bringing a hand up to her face, he said "Sorry," as he gently used his thumb to wipe away the at the globs covering her eyes, allowing her to see again, her eyes quickly gaining a playful glint.

"Don't be. It actually feels kinda nice," She assured him cheekily before adding, "Though..it wasn't quite what I imagined when I said to make me yours. But I'm not gonna complain."

She leaned into his touch as he used his fingers to wipe away at the globs on her cheek, only to grab his hand weakly when she saw he was about to wipe it off. Guiding it up to her mouth, she made sure to keep eye contact as she brought his cum-covered fingers into her mouth, using her tongue to wipe away and clean them off before letting them out of her mouth with a small "pop".

Morgan was stunned at the action as she licked her lips and with closed eyes, gave out a low hum. " Mhmm~ , I could get used to that taste." And so, using his fingers, she gently guided him in wiping away at her covered face, always making sure to suck his fingers clean whenever they had accumulated enough of his cum.

The two kept this up until her face was mostly clear of his seed, save for the few dry stains here and there. But other than that, her milky-white skin was back on display.

The same though, couldn't be said for the rest of her body, the stains on her dress and globs in her hair had settled for too much to simply be wiped away. Though he wasn't much better, Morgan remembered, glancing down to see his sweat-drenched top, and running a free hand through his hair, he could feel just how moist and disheveled it had become, being messier than usual. Not to mention his pants were probably covered with straws after being bunched down against the ground.

Morgan started to wonder how they would be able to sneak back to their quarters at this time without being seen, especially in their current state. Simply put, he wasn't in the best conditions to put on a spell to hide them, still feeling a tad lightheaded. The best he could do at the moment would be activating a hex on his cloak that would have it blend into its surroundings.

It wasn't even a choice to him who should wear his cloak, picking it up behind him, he patted off the straws that had stuck on the fabric, before placing it over Caeda, who let out a small, "Hmm? " as he helped to fix it on her, with it ending by him pulling the hoodie over her head and hiding her disheveled hair.

The woman gave a small grin and giggle, "Don't want anyone else to see me like this?" She teased as he activated the hex to help her blend in, "Then again, I suppose it does make sense."

Morgan smiled, "Do you think you can walk?" He asked carefully, to which she nodded, her arms crossed and hands clutching both sides of his coat, pulling it tighter against her as she took in the comforting warmth and musk it emitted in the sex-ridded air.

Standing up first, Morgan quickly fixed up his pants, placing his freed boot back through them as he pulled them up, wincing as his still soaked loans pressed against his smallclothes. But he ignored it, even with Caeda's giggle(which was coupled with a slight grin at the still hard state his member was in), knowing they'd be free soon enough. And once he was done, he extended his hand out to Caeda, who took it, gracefully standing up with his help despite her sore legs, making sure to wrap her arms around his own and lean against him for support.

"So what's the plan?" She asked as he gently guided her to the stable doors.

He peaked out to make sure that coast was clear as he responded, "My room's closer, and I think I know a pretty desolate route to get there from here,"

Caeda raised a playful eyebrow at him, "Intent on ravishing me in your own bed, huh?" She smiled, "Then I place my dignity in your hands, " She joked, leaning towards his cheek and giving it a loving peck.

Morgan couldn't help but rub that spot with a bashful smile as he looked at her, taking a deep breath before asking, "You ready?"

Her smile widened, "With you, love? Always."

Morgan smiled back, and with one last look outside the stable, he opened the door and went out with her in tow. And despite both their sore bodies protesting as they ran through the yard and into the castle halls as they attempted to hide the scandal that would occur should they be caught, they couldn't help the wide smiles on their face.

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The faintest of light shined through the window of Morgan's room, with the moon close to setting while the sun still attempting to rise over the horizon, but it was still enough to illuminate the area inside after the candles that were once lit had long since burned out throughout the night. The room reeked of the stench of sex with the barest scents of vanilla, and sounds of moans, yelps, and groans that once bounced off the walls were now replaced with the barest of creaks of his worn-out, yet sturdy bed.

Morgan panted as he continued to thrust inside Caeda's cum-filled passage, laying atop of the girl and pressing down atop of her, knees bent and digging into the sheets on either side of her raised ass as he pounded it with as much energy as he could muster. The only thing he was able to keep moving were his hips as they moved his dick in and out of his lovers once overflowing twat, having long been filled past the brim with both their juices. His bare, marked and stained chest was pressed against her glistening back whilst his head rested right behind her's, with one of his hands gripping the sheets while the other rested atop her squirming hand.

Caeda gave muffled pants and whines as her face was pressed down against a pillow she held tightly with one arm, her body long since past its limits. Her breasts squished down against the drenched sheet, feeling her legs and knees ache as she lightly flailed the former in their while the latter dug into the bed. With only the desire to get one last bout of mind-numbing pleasure from Morgan's cock helping to keep her sore and red-tinted ass raised up for him to pound into.

And with one final descent of his hips, they both came, his cock stretched her defiled walls once again past their limits as he gave them a fresh coating of white, not as copious as his first few loads, but still a fairly potent offering. Morgan groaned as he felt her walls once again tightly clenched around his member, weakly trying to milk it once again in a vain attempt to gain a heir as her own orgasm washed away and mixed in with his own as they seeped out from the very few gaps between their sexes, the defiled princess giving a low and muffled moan into her pillow as she did so, her body tightening up before going completely limp like Morgan atop of her, having used up the last of his energy as only the angle of his descent had him sliding off her and onto his own side.

They were spent, not even that, they were drained. Having gone at it since they arrived at Morgan's room from the stables half a day ago. Clearly evident by the many stains and marks on both their skin and the room around them, both glistening in sweat. With Caeda's also covered in various layers of Morgan's seed, while Morgan was marked with various cuts from her nails where they had dug in, and more than a few stains and smears from her once glossy lips, both around his head, chest and down around his prick.

Morgan debated on looking proud, or embarrassed at the state he left Caeda in, noticing the small twitches her body occasionally gave as he gazed at her from the side with half-lidded eyes, too tired to choose an emotion before he noticed her own, dazed and uncovered eye poking out from her pillow and gazing at him with a hazy look before becoming more focused.

Morgan could tell what she was trying to tell him with that single gaze, blushing at the teasing remarks she was shooting him from what he did to her, before relaxing at the love-struck look her eye entailed.

Morgan smiled back, and with his last ounce of strength, moved his hand so that it was able to grasp her's, noticing the curve evident on the small part of her lips he could see as he felt her fingers weekly wrap around his hand, clasping it.

And as the two gazed at each other, they felt the world around them fade away, till only the other's face was the only thing they could see before sleep finally overtook them. Bringing an end to one of the best nights either had ever held.

Just in time for the sun to finally rise.