AN: Inspired by comment I saw on Youtube. "Mirellia: *whispers to Melty* Either I get a granddaughter or you get another sister. Melty: What?"


Characters

Naomi Iwatani—the Shield Hero

Mirellia Q. Melromarc—the Queen of Melromarc

Raphtalia—one of Naofumi's companions

Filo—one of Naofumi's companions

Melty—the second princess of Melromarc and heir to the throne

Trash—the King of Melromarc

Bitch—the first princess of Melromarc


The Royal Affair

Months past after Trash and Bitch's trial. Events transpired to cause the palace to be placed in a cacophony of laughter and revelry as a celebration was unfolding.

The other Heroes were scattered in the event, as were their party members, but that failed to keep the Shield Hero's attention.

Throughout the festivities, Naofumi kept his eyes on Queen Mirellia.

Having parted ways with Raphtalia and their party for the night—using the excuse that he had business to attend to. Surprisingly, his sword did not try to argue or stay by his side, but then again, she had become a little more lenient in the past few months.

Throughout the event his eyes remained trained on Queen Mirellia as she moved around the palace in her less official attire, it was a crucible of self-restraint on the part of Naofumi when he was alone with her. He always found Queen Mirellia to appear more gentle-looking. He found her to be more appealing than usual.

There were times Naofumi found himself looking at the Queen of Melromarc with an aspect of something not usual in his visage. It was a silent expression of desire. One Mirellia at times noticed regardless of the distance between the two of them but did well to feign ignorance—despite the joy it inspired within her heart.

Suddenly, while he and the Queen were alone in a more secluded section of the palace halls, Naofumi leaned closer and kissed Mirellia on the lips.

It was an impulse. One which could destroy all the progress he had gained since his slandering, since Raphtalia restored his sanity but a part of him did not care, The Queen could have broken away and slapped him and he still would have been happy. In fact, he would have preferred that—as he had made advances on a married woman. But instead, to his surprise, Mirellia Q. Melromarc kissed him back.

Parting their lips, Mirellia led the Shield Hero through the halls.

For the Queen of Melromarc it was only a matter of time before the moment would arise, so when the two found themselves locked in a kiss while alone she felt little desire to stop the expression of his affection.

Leading him into her private quarters, all the Queen of Melromarc could think was 'Forgive me, Melty…'

She was aware of her daughter's affection for the Shield Hero—and Mirellia had even once told Melty that either she could produce a grandchild for the Queen with the Shield Hero or the princess would be given a new sibling—but her own desires were able to outperform her motherly instincts.

There were certainly plans to seduce Naofumi, far more refined than this, but the Queen would not complain about serendipity working in her favor.

Her hands clung to his face as they embraced. Feeling the Shield Hero's own hands gripping her waist.

Her eldest daughter did so much to anger him, to destroy him mentally, that the Queen did not believe this would have been possible. But it was happening much to her own delight and she would not permit this opportunity to escape her.

The Queen was physically starved. It had been some time since she shared a bed with a man. She could not bring herself to do so with Trash-where once she felt a great deal of adoration she looked at him now and could feel little more than plain apathy toward the man who won her heart so many years before.

The look in Naofumi's eyes, however...The desire, the lust. It inspired some delight in Mirellia's heart. It instilled passion. It caused feelings which the Queen of Melromarc had longed for.

His hands gripped one side of her waist and leg as they embraced.

Mirellia tore herself free from her royal gown, tossed aside her crown.

Prepared fully to partake in the act of infidelity, the liaison of thorough disloyalty to Trash.

She rested her back on the bed, continued to embrace with the Shield Hero.

Looming over the Queen, Naomfumi admired the marvel that was her body.

"Do as you please, Sir Naofumi."

The Shield Hero did not hesitate to sheath himself in Mirellia causing the Queen to let out a light moan of pleasure as Naofumi ravished her.

Despite being an amateur to what they were doing, the Shield Hero was quick to learn and acclimate. Passionately impaling her womanhood and locking his lips on one of her breasts as he thrust into her.

As Naofumi ravaged her, Mirellia's visage was soft in its expression but hints of vehement arousal and elation becoming more prevalent. Yearning for more.

Glancing at him she watched as he thrust between her legs, suckling at her breast whilst fondling the other with his free hand.

"Yes...yeees…" Mirellia moaned.

It had been so long since Mirillia could last recall feeling such fervor. Such passion.

She smiled with further elation. Clinging to Naofumi as he stroked into her body. Savoring each second of pleasure, the first carnal bliss and pleasure which she had felt for some time.

For years.

When the climax was reached, the Shield Hero released his seeds between her legs whilst she clung to him more tightly. Desiring for not any drop to escape from her without some prospect of a byproduct.

From there everything went dark.


When the Queen awoke, she found her cheek resting on the Shield Hero's chest as he rested peacefully.

Amused by the experience, Mirellia placed a finger on his chest tracing her finger along it playfully as Naofumi began to awaken.

"That was your first time, sir Naofumi, but you certainly did not conduct yourself as if it was." Mirellia smiled as she leaned her upper half up to loom over Naofumi. "It was similar to that of a wild animal." Stroking one of her hands over his chest. "If I am being honest, to both you and myself, I would not be against having more passionate aggression in bed."

"Does Trash not treat you that often?"

"Since Melty was born he has not even considered bringing me to the bed."

Naofumi's own hand strokes Mirellia's cheek "A pity. "before it stroked down her neck."Private moments with a exquisite beauty such as yourself should not be wasted." before his eyes were gazing at a more enticing sight on her chest.

Mirellia smiled, continuing to love the desire in his eye. "I could say the same of yourself." and her hand which had been stroking his chest gently moved down to appraise his manhood. "In fact…" then his fifth limb disappeared into her mouth.

"Oh!" Naofumi groaned. Watching her head bob up and down over his crotch. "Trash really is…an idiot to not show you to the bed more."

Retracting her lips from his member, the Queen moved her hips over his own, asking with a courteous smile "Shall I continue to prove my dedication to you and both our liaisons?" Looking as if she was far from finished with him, much to Naofumi's approval.

Without hesitation, Mirellia saddled the Shield Hero's manhood with a smile. Caressing his chest sensually as she gazed down at him with a look of 'we are far from finished' on her visage.

Making a thrust forward with her pelvic "Oof…" she proceeded to stroke back and forth over him as he gripped her waist. Smiling from euphoria as she looked into his eyes; savoring evey second as she looked into those green eyes; seeing all the passion, all the lust, all directed at her.

Not able to restrain himself further as Mirellia saddled his manhood, Naofumi raised his upper half to kiss her lips. Holding onto each other tightly both the Shield Hero and Queen indulged in their passion thoroughly.

Breaking away, holding tightly to her waist, Naofumi told Mirellia "I'm going to enjoy this more than I should." before his lips latched onto one breast. All to the Queen's exhilarated glee as she moved more aggressively.

Caressing the back of his head as he suckled at her breast, Mirellia whispered "I am going to ensure you remember this night, Sir Naofumi."

It would be some time before the carnal urge would leave them; and they savored every second of the pleasure.

Neither rested as the clouds remained dark.


By the time morning arrived, Mirellia awoke to find Naofumi resting in her bath, trying to clean himself. Watching him a smile formed on the Queen's lips.

Dropping her royal gown, Mirellia climbed into the bath to join Naofumi before the Shield Hero knew what was happening.

Resting backwards against Naofumi's chest. Savoring the warmth of the bathwater.

"Someone's gotten bold."

"We have already shared a bed, Sir Naofumi." Mirellia retorted. Leaning back against his chest. "I doubt this is testing boundaries."

"Right."

"Besides, I was led to believe you were enjoying me joining you."

"Hm?"

The Queen smiled. "You seem to be fairly happy." resting her head on one of his shoulders. "Judging by how you are poking my posterior." causing some confusion, but the Shield Hero quickly picked up on what she was talking about. Finding his fifth limb was already back to full strength.

"Do not misunderstand me, 'tis a flattering gesture. As I stated in my bed: my husband does not lead me to the bedchamber anymore. Being desired so passionately by an energetic youth such as yourself certainly inspires a great deal of joy in my heart." moving her hand along his pipe. "Should you desire to resume the antics of our night together, I will not deny you the prerogative."

"And if you were to become pregnant?"

"I would be more than willing to carry your child." Mirellia assured him, caressing his face with her other hand. "None would ever learn from me." Smiling amorously. "Please, Lord Naofumi, fill me until the urge has finally left you." Taping his lips with a kiss. "Be my consort a little longer."

By stating thus, Mirellia provided some cause to relax.

"Well then…" Naofumi sighed "I'm only too happy to resume our fun." leaning into Mirellia's lips and they kissed passionately.

Feeling one of his hands gently stroke against her thigh and up to her stomach. She smiled in the kiss as his hand worked its way up to grab one of her breasts. His other hand soon grabbed her other breast and proceeded to fondle them.

"Naofumi…Naofumi…" she moaned.

Feeling him begin to stand and pulling her up with him, they both stood in the bath and Mirellia soon found herself leaned forward by the Shield Hero and grabbing the edge of the bath. Feeling the pleasure of his manhood dig into her body.

'Yes." She smiled as he thrust it her, moaning "Yes…My deareeest~!"


The shadows watched as their Queen brought the Shield Hero back to her bed. The duo still soaking with water from their shared bathing.

Naofumi was rough as he was passionately embracing their Queen's womanhood while she moaned—wrapping her legs around his neck.

Mirellia caressed his black hair, smiling amorously. "Oh! Oh!" Again feeling the first euphoria of true carnal bliss that she had experienced in the past few years.

Unable to continue watching, the Shadow departed.

Parting his lips from between her legs, Naofumi moved up her breasts. Grabbing her lower limbs as he thrust into her, he pressed the Queen's legs upwards as he increased the force and aggression of his actions.

"Yes, Sir Naofumi!" she moaned extatically. "Pump as much as you can!"

It was a request Naofumi would gladly comply with. Eager to cause himself and Mirellia as much pleasure as possible. Pouring every ounce of passion and his seeds into her as he could.

By the time they concluded their escapade, Mirellia was left clinging to Naofumi.

"Would you mind, Sir Naomui, if, when none are in our company, could I refer to you differently."

"Whatever you want."

Looking at him, seeing the desire still fresh in his eyes, Mirellia smiles before telling him "Spectacular, my dear." before resting her head on his chest.


Weeks passed following their passionate tryst, but none ever discovered the things Naofumi and Morellia did.

Naofumi resumed his adventures with Raphtalia and Filo; and Mirellia would resume her duties as Queen. But neither the Queen of Melromarc nor the Shield Hero were finished.

Mirellia's life involving matters of state resumed for some weeks before the matriarch was alone one day in her royal court.

Her advisors, younger daughter, and those to typically surround her departed for their own business. In this period of freedom, she took to roaming the halls of the castle. Reaching a more secluded area of the castle.

In the midst of her wandering she suddenly heard a set of footsteps before a familiar voice said "You seem bored." before a pair of hands grabbed her by the waist.

"Sir Naofumi." she whispered with a smile.

Feeling Naofumi's hands caressed beneath her garments, stroking on her empty womb before descending, Mirellia smiled as she faced the Shield Hero to ask "Where is your sword and my daughter's friend?"

Naofumi leaned his face close to her neck, whispering "Filo went off to play with Melty. Raphtalia is in town collecting some material." before his lips touched the flesh of her neck and she smiled at the sensation. Feeling his manhood brush against her rump through both of their clothes.

"If that is the case, then…" she quickly spun herself around to grab Naofumi by the face and pushed herself into a kiss. Naofumi took the hint and grabbed her by the waist as he kissed her back.

Pressing the Queen against the wall as they embraced. Parting from her lips, Naofumi's mouth touched her neck again.

"My love…" Mirellia moaned. Permitting him to unfasten the part of her gown and suckle at her breast. "I wish you had been summoned in my youth."

Parting from her tit, Naofumi's lips touched Mirellia's. Kissing her he told her "Me as well. You would have had so many other children."

Mirellia smiled. Caressing his cheek with her hand, she asked him "Perchance you could provide me with one."

Leaning into her lips again, Naofumi told her "Gladly."

Knowing none would dare intrude into the secluded section of castle, and she had made the necessary preparations to prevent any possible encroachment, the Queen joined the Shield Hero in casting aside any notions of self-restraint.

Dropping their clothes, Mirellia spread her legs. Wrapping them tightly around her lover's waist as he inserted himself.

"Aah!"

Naofumi's hands grabbed Mirellia by the legs. "Aaahhh!" and then lifted her in his arms as he continued to pin Melromarc's Queen against the wall. Suckling at her breast while he penetrated her vigerously.

"Yes…" she moaned. "Ravage me, my love."

Parting from her breast, Naofumi looked at Melromarc's queen with a smile. "I'm going to make you a mother." Putting more force into thrusts he made into her body. "I promis you that." Before smothering Mirelli's lips with his own as he passionately ravishes her.

The Queen bucked her hips and returned the passion in full as they embraced.

Both intended to produce a child once they were through.


Months passed, and the Queen's belly began to swell. None ever learned who impregnated the monarch—as few dared to inquire about the identity of the child's father. An outraged Trash threw around some accusations against various people—a few members of the royal court, and especially the Shield Hero but Mirellia denied them all.

All Trash succeeded in was annoying Mirellia into imprisoning him in ice for half a day after he insulted her and the unborn child..

Mirellia would tolerate no such insolence against the infant.

Eventually the day arised when pained cries echoed through the Queen's chamber before the cries of an infant were let out.

Thankfully, the child bore enough of the queen's features to conceal any hint of the father. Except for the boy's eyes.

Melty welcomed her new sibling with glee.