Vibrant Waters

by Cosmic Sky

Just like the vast sea was full of life and possibilities. The question was, would you seize them if they appeared? Mercedes had wondered about that her whole life, and now more so than ever. One night by the beach, she had a chance, as did Kiran. Luckily for them, the sea's full of possibilities, including second chances. She wouldn't miss it, and neither would Kiran.

Hello, everyone. Welcome to my first summer-themed Heroes lemon. I originally had plans to do this one last year, but I got pretty sidetracked as last summer was…pretty stressful. Luckily, this one has been less so. Anyways, the lucky lady this time will be…Mercedes! Her Summer Alt to be exact! In pure coincidence, Three Hopes is around the corner, so the Three Houses rush continues. Being the kind girl she is (but having a hidden backbone) she's something of a favorite of mine so I'm excited for her to be the first Three Houses girl I include in my Heroes Lemon series.

Expect some veiled references to the Blue Lions and mild headcanons as usual. With all that out of the way, I hope you all enjoy the story!

I do not own anything.

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Vibrant Waters

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Kiran slowly sat straight up with a yawn. He found it frustrating how his body wanted to go to sleep yet his mind was keeping him from doing so. This was one of those rare times when he was actually trying to go to sleep a tad earlier, yet it seemed his efforts were being thwarted by his subconscious.

After several minutes he laid back down and tried to go to sleep. Silencing his mind of all thoughts so the sweet abyss of sleep could swallow him up. Another several minutes passed with that clearly not happening. Kiran found himself sitting upright again, once more frustrated. Sighing, he realized that he probably wasn't going to be getting as much sleep as he'd have liked. Annoyed, he rubbed his face hoping another yawn would come on giving him the excuse to try again. He had no such luck, does he found himself swinging his legs over the bed. Within seconds he found his sandals and shirt to wear. His sandals were on as well as a light t-shirt, then he was out the door and down the hallway.

He felt a breath of cool air hit him once he was outside. While there was a noticeable decrease in temperature, it was only minor. If he'd had to guess, only a few degrees lower than it had been during the day. Some would say it wasn't much of a difference though.

The sea was his destination, once azure waters had turned black with shades of dark purple and white curtsy of the moon. He saw a reflection of it on the watery surface. It was actually a somewhat soothing sight to behold, just as it had been a couple of hours ago when the group had turned in for the night. Kiran sat cross legged and observed the reflection of the moon on the water while the waves ebbed and flowed.

For all of three minutes.

His ears were sharp, sharper than he thought they'd ever be. Kiran had a feeling that not even the military could train a person's ears to be as good as his. Well, not his world's modern military. A military force composed of hundreds of warriors from alternate worlds with magic. Training in that kind of military had left him with senses that really were superhuman. Being able to sense magic was certainly a superhuman sense.

The magic he sensed was small, about "gram" size. Kiran followed it, deadening his presence as he'd been taught by several assassins and ninjas.

It worked as his target had no idea he was there until he let his voice slip.

"Mercedes?"

The fire in her hand fizzled out and her nearly lost her balance as surprise took hold of her. Impulse took over leading him to run to her and grab her before her back could hit the sandy ground.

"K-K-Kiran!"

In the corner of his mind, he was aware of the position they were in, her held up in his arms and him holding her. Her brother would have his head rolling across the sand for this.

He couldn't have let her go if he wanted to. "Um, I'm not interrupted anything important for you, am I?"

"N-No, not at all. In fact, I'm actually a little happy you're here." Her brow knitted as she stood up and looked at him, examining his face like he was another patient for her to heal. "You weren't able to sleep, were you?"

Kiran laughed without much humor. "That obvious?"

The smile she gave him matched, being one ringed with sympathetic sorrow. "Remember, I have a brother who scorns sleep as well. Thankfully, your…condition isn't as bad as his."

He had a feeling that said brother might have been one of the reasons she was out so late. It was well past midnight; she'd normally be sleeping by now just like everyone else. Under ideal circumstances he'd like to be sleeping as well, but here he was. Remembering what she'd said earlier he pulled his hands away from her, ignoring the slight dismay he felt in doing so. Sometimes it was hard to focus when a girl you really, really liked was dressed in a cute bikini and sarong. When she was one of the heroes who'd gained a swimsuit version, Kiran was elated beyond words.

It said something that amongst the many scantily clad women he found himself in the company of, he was still attracted to her the most of all. Kiran wanted to believe that meant something important.

"Kiran? Could I…ask a favor of you? If you-"

"How can I help?" He immediately said, "I'm up and I'm probably going to be for another hour so…why not spend that time helping out a friend?"

One of the best things about Mercedes was her smile, and he got to see that with his response. Kiran felt an impulsive desire to hug her, but he restrained himself.

"Thank you, Kiran. I appreciate it. Please, follow me, and stick close! I hear the jungle can be teeming with all sorts of dangerous animals."

"The jungle?" he repeated. "Yeah, I'm definitely going with you, Mercedes. The last thing we need is you getting lost."

"I can find my way, Kiran." She politely retorted.

"Sure…but you know, if something happened to you, we'd never be able to live with ourselves." He refrained from saying they actually wouldn't live at all. Jeritza may have been a murderous psychopath in his Death Knight persona, but he still cared about his sister. Enough so that he'd threaten anyone who hurt her with disembowelment, or anyone who failed to protect her with that fate. Including him.

Mercedes knew all of that, and she was glad that he didn't go to the trouble of spelling it out. There was no need to continuously point out water was wet and grass was green.

Thanks to her torch-like flame they could actually see the grass beneath their feet. Kiran correctly assumed that's how Mercedes had found her way through the darkness before. For whatever it was she needed, something else was required.

"I'm…sorry Jeritza couldn't come with us on this trip." He whispered, hoping he didn't push the conversation in too bleak a direction.

"It's alright. He told me he was never one for the water, actually preferring the skies to it. Flying is one of the other ways he's able to…hold himself back." The blonde explained with a faint smile. "I would like to fly with him over the seashore. It'd be quite a sight, wouldn't it?"

"Yeah, it would be, and…um, you could try it yourself." When a person talked about flying, it was usually meant that an airplane would be involved. Not to mention it couldn't' be done at a moment's notice. "Have you ever thought about riding a pegasus?"

"A few times. I'd say almost every little girl in Fόdlan dreams of riding one. Hehe, either that or a wyvern." Mercedes affirmed.

Kiran couldn't help but laugh. "You know, girls in my world are the same, at least when it comes to riding a pegasus. Now a wyvern, those are a lot less common."

"Which one would you prefer?" She innocently asked. "I mean, if you could, riding a Hoshidan pegasus at least. I still find it a little incredible that there are pegasai who'll allow themselves to be ridden by men."

"I was a little surprised to learn that guys couldn't ride pegasai. I mean, in my world the most famous pegasus was ridden by a hero named Bellerophon." His loose knowledge of Greek mythology had came in surprising handy. Actually. His knowledge of mythology in general had came in handy when he came to Askr. "The way that pegasai can only be ridden by women reminded me of Valkyries from Norse mythology."

"Choosers of the slain." She murmured with a downcast look. "It's not a role that I would enjoy doing."

"I wouldn't either. Mercedes…you're more like one of those types who'd keep people from dying. It's something you're really good at."

His quiet but heartfelt words had the blonde giggling. Her laughter brightened up the whole forest, becoming an even brighter torch in the darkness. Just as Kiran built up the courage to comment on it, Mercedes came to a stop. He followed her outstretched hand to set of trees that stood at an eye-popping thirty feet up. Kiran couldn't help but whistle in amazement. Seconds later he squinted his eyes in wonder at the colorful objects that lay at the top. He saw their round and organic shape, he recognized them to be fruit.

"Ahhh, so that's why you needed me, or a bow and arrow." The boy from another world commented. "Well, no problem, I won't need Breidablik to knock them down."

"Really?"

Feeling a little proud of himself, he made a finger gun with the tip aimed not at the tree but at the night sky. Golden particles collected into a sparkling mass that shot forth as a beam of light. It shot off into the night sky, disappearing like a shooting star.

"You've been practicing with Yuri, Kiran?" The Blue Lions student asked.

He knew she was half-joking; he could see it on her face and hear it in her voice. "Eh, no, but I've taken him in a shooting duel. And won." It was the truth. The Mocking Bird was undoubtedly a good marksman, but Kiran was better. Almost three years of intense training had given him pin-point accuracy that was on par with some of the Order's best archers. Several of them had taken the time to train him. "Do you have a way to catch those fruits when they drop, or do I need to run down and get a basket to catch them?"

Mercedes giggled like she was keeping a big secret, which she probably was. Reaching to her waist she removed her sarong and held it up. Kiran sensed the flux of magic within it; the see-through cloth began to expand, growing into a blanket-sized cloth. Curiously, he reached forward and felt the fabric. While the cloth remained soft, it also had a certain firmness to it.

He looked up and smiled at her. "Mercedes, your magic's incredible."

"Why thank you, Kiran. So is yours, I've only seen a handful of people as skilled in light magic as you. That's what your name means in your mother's native language, right?"

His cheeks were filled with heat that refused to die down, but Kiran tried not to focus on that too much. It was hard to do since he couldn't help but look at her, into her indigo-colored eyes that were unlike any he'd seen. "Yeah, my…mother's side of the family, Sanskrit. She was real proud of the name, and I try my best to live up to it."

"Kiran, for what it's worth, I believe you have." His cheeks grew even more heated. The gentleness in her voice, in her eyes, it was all almost too much for him, yet he managed to keep his composure while staring at her. "You appear as a comforting light to everyone you encounter, and a guiding light to those who follow you, including me. Dimitri surely feels the same, as does Claude…and Edelgard, not that she'll say it. Professor Byleth as well, both of them."

His hand moved to the back of his head, scratching it in flustered nervousness. "Eh, maybe that's a bit of a stretch."

"Do you really think so, Kiran? You were quite forward and welcoming to all of us when we first came to Askr."

"That's only because you guys met me after two years. Heh, if you'd been here for year one, you guys would have seen a nervous wreck that had no idea what he was doing. Hell, sometimes I still wonder if I'm doing the right thing to lead everyone."

As his body was caressed by the semi-cool nightly wind, a sudden burst of heat seized him. It started in his hand, then spread through the rest of him. Kiran looked down seeing Mercedes' had intertwined with his. Kiran looked straight into her blue-shaded eyes, the heat within his cheeks reaching new levels. He suddenly gripped her hands, feeling that wondrous heat surge through his entire body.

"I know I haven't been here in Askr as long as the others, but I can speak for the whole of the Blue Lions…and if I may, all of us from Fόdlan, feel that you have been right in your leadership. From what I have heard from those before us, the feeling is the same." Her voice, always so soft and tender, caused the heat in his cheeks to erupt into a blazing storm. Her touch only further incited the inferno. "Heh, I'm so happy that we here to Askr because we got the chance to meet everyone, including you, Kiran."

There were a lot of things he could have blamed his next move on. Ultimately, Kiran knew on some level he was conscious of his decision, a decision that he made, and he knew he'd likely have to face the consequences of.

Suddenly, he leaned forward, pressing his lips against Mercedes'. She was caught completely off-guard by the kiss, and rightfully so.

Unfortunately, just as she found it in her to return it, the black-haired gunman pulled away. Her moan of disappointment was lost on him as he was engulfed in his own embarrassment and shame.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Mercedes. I-I lost control of myself for a minute a-a-and I…I…"

She cradled his face with her hands, locking his eyes with hers. Kiran felt his breath catch in his throat and his heart jump. His attempted apology dried up in his mouth leaving him unable to do anything but stare at her in awe. Even though the light from her magic had dissipated, the glow of her eyes remained, the glow that had ensnared him and left him wanting to kiss her, that had left him kissing her. Staring into her eyes he felt that same urge…and he knew that Mercedes was feeling it herself.

"Kiran…you don't have to apologize." The blonde Adrestian whispered. "I…that was…I've been…I…"

"Mercedes," Kiran spoke. "Have you…fallen for me?"

Her blushing cheeks spoke for her, but he could see her trying to muster up the strength to put the truth into words. Needless to say, he could understand the feeling, he was struggling with the same.

Acting impulsively, he shook his head. "Never mind, Mercedes. You don't have to answer that." In looking away he blinded himself to the disappointed look on her face. It didn't last long as she followed his line of sight to the fruit held atop the tree, her original glow. "How many of those fruits do you need?"

"Um…well, I was hoping you wouldn't mind shooting down all of them on the tree. Would that be alright?"

He looked at her with an aside grin. In his right hand he summoned Breidablik. "Coming right up, Mercedes."

She smiled, seemingly all too eager to move on from the romantic moment they'd just had. They'd had the opportunity to go forward with it…and they'd squandered it. Whatever dismay they felt was pushed aside. Perhaps some time in the future it could be revisited. Maybe.

The divine-forged and human-maintained gun lit up the tropical jungle, a sudden break in the natural symphony of the night. Each precise laser beam disconnected the precious azure-colored fruit from their treetop lodgings. They fell into Mercedes' mystical sarong with soft thuds. Not one touched the ground, much to her and Kiran's joy.

Sever minutes later and the sarong had to be folded into a makeshift basket to contain them all. Kiran looked over the bright blue fruit that Mercedes' had her eyes on. His analytical eyes scanned them over while he reached back into his mind, searching for a name and a description. Just as clouds parted to allow the light of the crescent moon out, he found the name them.

"Caerul Berries, you finally found them." He laughed. "I heard that you'd been meaning to pick some fresh ones."

"The taste is better when it's natural, not to mention I wanted to see for myself just how high up they could grow." Her laugh grew nervous as she came upon the real reason she'd decided to go picking the delicious-tasting berries, including doing so at such a late hour. "Kiran, I-"

"Spilled them? Don't worry about it." Even though he tried not to, he couldn't help but laugh. Mercedes was undoubtedly one of the kindest girls he'd ever met (along with the prettiest), but she was also incredibly clumsy. When she and Annette got together in the kitchen it was a disaster waiting to happen; Kiran had experienced it several times himself. "Hey, like I said, don't worry about it." He repeated as she looked away with a shameless blush. "You found some more, so your Caerul Berry Blast is still on track to be created."

She looked at him with renewed confidence, confidence that he'd given to her. "Oh, Kiran, thank you." Still holding onto her makeshift basket, she leaned forward and pecked him on the cheek. "You know, you just confirmed what I said earlier about your leadership."

"Come on, I don't think something as minor as this counts." He half-heartedly played off. Looking at the makeshift basket he held his hands out. "Let me handle this."

"Hehehe, you're not saying that because you're worried I'm going to drop it, are you?" The blonde jokingly asked. "Has Annette or Sylvain told you any stories?"

She'd already passed the basket to him, continuously giggling as she did so. "Stories about you? I've got no idea what you're talking about, Mercedes." The black-haired gunman laughed off. "No, just call this me being a gentleman to a lovely lady like you." It seemed she hadn't been able to stop giggling since they entered the jungle. Kiran was happy he'd been able to keep her in that state of being. As they walked, he looked to his left side, where he could hear the sound of the ocean waves. "Let someone else do something for you once in a while. You deserve it for all the things you do for others." Looking back, he caught the sympathetic smile on her face.

"With all due respect, Kiran, perhaps that applies to you just as much as it does to me."

"It does." He plainly admitted. "So…um, just…take the advice to heart." A familiar burning returned to his cheeks as if Mercedes had lit a fire in them. "That is if you want it, I mean."

"Kiran, if you give me advice, I'm definitely going to take it. As I said before, you're someone I highly respect and look to for guidance. You're also someone that I know I can depend on." Her indigo eyes drifted to the basket made out of her sarong. She then looked back at his face. She could see his hazel-colored eyes shimmering in the darkness of the night. "Having you depend on me…sometimes I've felt it motivate me to try even harder because I want to be able to look out for you. Especially when you push yourself so hard, Kiran."

His eyes fell as a light shadow bore down on them. "Yeah…I'll try to take that to my heart." He figured it was better off telling her she wasn't the first one to ask him of that. Given how he was still struggling with doing so, he feared her reaction when she saw him failing to do so.

The jungle gave way to the beach houses that the Order's members had taken up residence in for their summer trip. Despite the original order being to make them "mundane" the gold-crusted walls and rooftops belayed the wealth that had gone into their construction, not to mention the status of those who dwelled within them during the summer.

As they entered the "kitchen house", Kiran stole a glance at Mercedes. Musing on the royal and noble status of some of the beach time occupants made him remember that Mercedes was a noble herself. At least she used to be.

"The Tragedy of House Bartels…is not one for the weak of heart. It birthed the monster that is me and forced out the only two people who I have ever loved. Forced them to the frigid cold of Faerghus, where they perhaps found a better life. Even without their noble status, no, perhaps they were better off that way."

"What…about you, Jeritza?"

"The Death Knight was born in the bloodbath of House Bartels. Though time may pass, the memory of that night will remain, and with it…my accursed other self. Quickly, send me off to face the enemy, Kiran. Better they be made the Death Knight's prey than you."

When Kiran first met Jeritza, he initially thought him to be similar to Zelgius and his "Black Knight" persona. He was half-right, Jeritza's situation was far more complicated, and undeniably much worse. Also, unlike Zelguis, Jeritza had living family, one of whom still loved him despite the blood on his hands.

Would he approve of what he'd just done to his sister just several minutes ago? Would the Death Knight go berserk and attempt to separate his head from his neck? The skull-themed knight had warned him that even the bindings of Breidablik may not be enough to restrain him; Kiran never had a desire to test if he was right or not.

Watching her put the berries up for the night, Kiran found himself wondering if he was going to end up doing that anyway. He had a feeling that his feels for Mercedes weren't going to quietly go away…and the more you ran from something, the worse it was when it caught up to you. Kiran sighed, catching the blonde sorceress' attention.

"No, no, I was just…thinking to myself. Thinking about how well I'm going to do in the volleyball tournament tomorrow."

"I've never seen one before, in fact, you had to inform me what volleyball even was. It sounds like an incredibly fun game."

"It is. In fact, my aunt says you haven't had a true beach time experience unless you've played a game of volleyball. I pretty much took her advice since every beach trip I try to do that." Crossing his arms, he let a pinch of smugness creep into his face and voice. "I'm proud to say my wins outnumber my losses."

"Oh, I'm sure, I'm also sure you plan on adding another win to your record tomorrow. I'll be rooting for you, Kiran." Mercedes chimed.

He felt as if she'd cast a healing spell on him with her words, a feeling he often felt when it came to her encouragement. Sometimes Kiran felt like he had the strength to do anything when she gave him those words of confidence. It was another reason why he felt that maybe, just maybe…she was the one. She really was a woman he'd fallen in love with.

"Alright, they're nice and secured for the night so they'll be ready for tomorrow." Fixing him with a charming smile, she walked closer to him. "Thank you for your help, Kiran, and thank you for talking with me. I'm hoping doing so helped you put your mind at ease."

She was clearly avoiding the…elephant in the room so to speak. Kiran honestly would have given anything to know what she was thinking regarding the kiss they'd shared. Had she pushed it to the back of her mind like he had? Was it even still there? Behind his calm nod and smile he wanted to know.

As if called forth by his curiosity, a bestial roar echoed throughout the storehouse. Both light magic users looked at each other, immediately deciding to investigate. They were out the door and rushing across the sand to the waterside.

There they saw the sea separates practically dancing about in the water. The pair watched in quiet amazement as the mystical creatures frolicked about in the water, uncaring of the human eyes watching them. The pair were quite happy to do so in silence, enjoying the dance they were putting on.

"I didn't think they'd come this close to the shoreline." Kiran whispered. "Guess they must have had a tasty bite to eat."

"Suppose so. A good meal can always bring people together, believe me, I know."

"Oh, I have. The Blue Lions are the culinary class, even if some of you tend to blow the kitchen sky high." The black-haired youth declared. It was an innocent compliment that had the blonde giggling up a storm. "There's so many amazing creatures and people that I never knew could have existed if I hadn't came to Askr."

"That's how I feel as well, albeit more so when it comes to…people." Her fluffy hair fell upon Kiran's stern shoulder, the two being such a sharp contrast to each other. Really, in many ways they were opposites. While both of them may have had an affinity for light magic, they used it in incredibly different ways. Primarily, Kiran concentrated his through his guns fire destructive blasts capable of killing dozens, perhaps hundreds in a single shot. Mercedes would never think of anything so violent, at least not on her own. Her light was primarily used for healing, a profession she much preferred. Regardless, they both found each other beneath the light of the moon, reflected on the ocean's surface. "I remember the first time I saw the sea; I believe I was only about ten years old. Since then, I've admittedly always felt a certain…curiosity toward it. Perhaps it's because it's the opposite of me."

"How so?" The former college student asked.

"The ocean is vast and wide, untamable, unbound…completely opposite of me. I'm more like a river." Kiran felt her hand moving into his. Upon feeling it, he immediately laced their fingers together, giving her hand a reassuring squeeze of comfort. "I can only flow in one direction, a direction that another has probably charted for me. She turned her head to gaze at him. "It took me a while to gain enough willpower to…go against the current you could say. I've only just now gained the ability to survive out there, where you one has to make their own way in life."

"You know, there's a saying in the Campbell Family, life can be like the sea, there's no right direction to it, you just gotta pick one and go from there. It's not always easy, and it can be pretty scary. Hell, the sea can be scary. A couple of my folks were a little reluctant to cross over from Ireland to the Americas."

"It's fortunate that they did, if no you likely never would have been born." The academy student whispered. "The sea…just like life, vast and beautiful, yet scary and filled with uncertainty."

"Part of the fun. Just like at those two, they seem to be getting along just fine." Their serpentine entertainment had found something enjoyable about playing around in the shallow waters. Maybe they were even laying eggs that would one day hatch a few weeks or months from now. Kiran's mouth stretched up in a yawn.

"Finally feeling sleepy?" Innocently asked the blonde.

"Yeah, what about you?" A nod indicated that she was feeling a bit of drowsiness herself. In other words, it was time for them to turn in for the night. As they stood up Kiran remained aware of their still interjoined hands. "Mercedes, I…thanks for tonight. I…I like talking to you, and hanging out with you."

"So did I." Her blue eyes briefly shifted down to their interjoined hands. Mercedes' cheeks flushed pink as she reluctantly pulled hers away. Kiran felt disappointed by the loss of physical contact, but he stifled that disappointment to open his ears. "I'm hoping that you'll be willing to spend time with me tomorrow."

"Mercedes, win or lose, I'm going to spend time with you. That's a promise."

He didn't know it, but his words would make it hard for the Kindly Devotee to get to sleep. Excitement stalled her entry to the land of dreams, for she felt like she was already living one, one that she never wanted to end. Daybreak would be upon her when she did finally manage to find it, and of course she found the black-haired Summoner in those dreams.

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Mercedes was well aware she was one of those people who remained on the sidelines, watching, observing, but rarely participating. Not that she was unable to participate, she simply chose not to most of the time. She was always fully capable of jumping in when needed…or when she could.

By the end of the first round of volleyball, she was wondering if it was too late for her to jump in, if Kiran wouldn't mind substituting her for Claude.

Together, the two of them had made for quite an effective team, one that had secured victory against Eirika and Female Robin and Female Corrin and Dorothea, the latter match being incredibly close match. Mercedes had been holding her breath, even finding herself clasping her hands in prayer for Kiran and Claude's victory. When they won, she remembered sighing in sweet relief.

Quite loudly at that, so loud that Camilla had taken notice. Hearing her amused chuckling she looked over and saw the Nohrian princess winking at her.

That's how they'd ended up side by side, watching the rest of the match play out.

"So…out of curiosity, then anything particular happen last night?" Mercedes turned to her with wide eyes, perhaps a sliver of fear showing on her face. "Oh, relax, Mercedes! Just call it a bit of intuition on my part. I noticed that you two were looking at each other a tad more than usual this morning, smiling and laughing at one another. I assumed that something had happened…or perhaps that someone had finally made a move."

Mercedes felt her blood run colder despite the hot summer sun beating down on her. "Y-Y-You…know that I…"

"Oh, surely you've seen me and Ryoma, a pity he wasn't able to make it. I do so enjoy treating his sunburns." The wyvern-riding princess giggled. Mercedes found herself chuckling a bit at that as well. She could attest to what happened when one forgot proper sunscreen; definitely not one of her finest moments. "On top of that, well, let's say I've developed a little bit of awareness when it comes to romance. Corrin, Kamui, Leo, and Xander can surely attest to that. Oh, and Sakura as well! Chrom and Olivia as well, my, I've helped quite a few whiles here in Askr. It's been a most enjoyable experience." A glimmer of wily amusement flickered in the axe-wielding princess' eyes. Mercedes was often reminded of Dorothea, but with Camilla the glow was always a tad bit brighter. Perhaps the reason lay in Camilla's greater…experience in the realms of romance and sensuality.

Said experience made it quite easy for her to ascertain the romantic yearnings she held for the Summoner of Askr.

Hiking her legs up, she wrapped her arms around them and seemingly retreated into herself. "Could you perhaps…offer me some advice?"

"I shall, right here and now, go to him and tell him how you feel. Either if he wins this tournament, or if he loses." Camilla's grinned as she cocked her head to the side. As usual, one side of her face was obscured by her iliac-colored locks. "Unless you were already planning that, Mercedes."

Her cheeks turned red. The sand seemed to be of so much more interest instead of the volleyball match currently unfolding in front of her. "I…I was planning on being there for him regardless of if he won or lost. That is my duty as his-"

"Lover?" Asked the older woman.

"N-No, as his friend!" Retorted the blonde.

"But why not as a lover? The atmosphere is quite right for a romantic start, wouldn't you say?" Mercedes honestly found herself speechless at the statement. When Camilla merely smiled at her she found herself looking all around her, as if she were drinking in the beachside for the first time. It was a beautiful day on a beautiful beach, a day that everyone was rightfully spending vacationing to their heart's content. A strong argument could be made that they all deserved this break. Mercedes would certainly argue that in regards to Kiran.

Mercedes' felt her cheeks turn red again at the thought of Kiran. When it came to him…she just…felt a sudden strong and powerful rush of emotions that left her heart beating like a storm. Placing a hand over her chest she remembered the kiss that they'd shared last night. She'd wanted to keep on kissing him. Hell, she'd wanted to do more, so much more with him. A familiar heat accumulated in her chest…then traveled south as her indigo eyes fell on the Summoner. She watched him twist and turn, frequently hitting the ball back over the net. His sweat glistened in the sunlight, his naked upper body on full display.

It's not like she'd never seen scantily clad men before…but with Kiran it was different. So incredibly different. Her eyes were always drawn to him, her hands hungered to reach out and touch his body.

Suddenly, she felt a presence on her shoulder. Gasping, he looked to her right finding Camilla having brought her into a one-sided hug. Mercedes didn't push away from it as she didn't mind it too much. Still, she couldn't help but numbingly stare at the purple-haired princess.

"You were thinking about it, weren't you?" When Mercedes gasped, the axe-wielding princess laughed. "As I said, I have some experience. Trust me, I know when a little push every now and then is needed."

"And you…believe that I need that?" Quietly asked the maternal blonde. Her eyes flickered to Camilla's as her heartbeat quickened within her.

"There's nothing wrong with that, Mercedes. Sometimes we all need a little nudge from time to time, over various subjects. Love tends to be a common one since the fear of failure can stall one's movements." The aged wisdom was there, and Mercedes felt honored to be on the receiving end of it. "Don't let that fear stall you though. In the battle of love, those who strike first are the ones who go to bed satisfied. Potentially very satisfied~"

Mercedes felt a shiver run up her spine. Was it Camilla's tone? The extreme proximity to her?" Both? The beach time mage held the royal princess' gaze as if the latter's seductive nature was being absorbed into her. Was Camilla feeding it into her or was Mercedes taking it in of her own free will?

She knew perfectly well what she was talking about…and she knew how…forward some people could be with their affections. Sylvain in particular came to mind. Mercedes had a feeling that he'd be the one giving this speech to her if he wasn't nursing an infected ankle…alongside Ingrid. Thinking about her two classmates made her ponder about her own relationship status, or lack of one. From day one she could sense something between them; that something had only grown as time had gone by, both in their native world and here in Askr. Relationships had blossomed…and grown.

So, what was stopping the same from happening for her?

Mercedes looked back at Kiran. He seemed to be reaching for the sun, one arm stretched back then let loose forth as he hit the ball back to the opposite side. Dimitri was fast though, fast enough to hit the ball back. The Summoner's eyes widened as did Claude's; even with their acute eyesight they saw the ball moving at lightning-speed. Both boys locked eyes with each other, they didn't have long to think of a plan.

Kiran sprinted across the sand, swinging his left hand against the ball with all his might. She saw him wince from the pain, but it was enough for him to hit the ball back over the net.

Only for Dimitri and Marianne to jump up and intercept it. The Prince of Faerghus and the Scion of House Edmund swung their heads together, their respective Crests flashing in sync. Their hitting the ball produced a sonic boom that blew across the beachside.

A sane person wouldn't have tried to stop the ball; Claude fitting jumped aside, screaming in bloody fear at the approaching projectile.

Kiran had often said his sanity was…questionable. He believed he'd somehow lost part of his reasoning being here in Askr. Perhaps that was true given he jumped up, right arm reared back ready to intercept the serve.

Mercedes jumped to her feat, panic rising in her chest. "Kiran! Stop! You'll never stop it!"

He heard her as his words were directed at her even though he kept his focus on the approaching ball. "STILL GOTTA TRY! I WANT THAT SKY-HIGH DROP!"

Let it never be said that Kiran Campbell was lacking in courage. In fact, Mercedes had heard some whispers with him and cowardice in the same sentence that left her feeling genuinely angry.

What she felt in the moment Kiran's hand connected with the volleyball was horror. Sparks of light exploded from his palm as he attempted to beat the ball back. Kiran's face bent in concentration as he tried to hit it back to little avail. He gnashed his teeth as he tried and failed to push the ball back.

THUNK!

And fail he did. Kiran yelped as the ball slid off his hand onto the ground. The former college student's face was contorted in pain, yet he didn't howl in agony despite the pain in his hand. Mercedes had her hands over her mouth, shock and horror having completely consumed her expression. She watched Kiran's back hit the ground while the ball bounced, to her he may as well have been struck by an arrow. Before she consciously knew it, she was on her feet and rushing toward him, panic swelling within her chest.

"Kiran! Kiran! Are you alright?" She frantically shouted. Her blue eyes went to his hand, still attached by the redness of the bloody blister was obvious. Before he could even respond she took his hand and began healing it.

The Summoner smiled at the pious girl's actions. "I…am now." Kiran briefly looked up to see Claude grinning at him. Really grinning at him, even flashing him a thumbs-up. Looking back over to the other side, he saw Dimitri and Marianne nervously watching him. The pain in his hand was already fading thanks to Mercedes. Grinning at the two, he shot them a thumbs up letting them know he was alright…and he was more than a little grateful to the two of them.

Mercedes was entirely focused on healing Kiran's hand from start to finish. She'd dealt with worse injuries, but when it came to Kiran…well, it was a different story entirely.

She knew perfectly well why it was different with him.

"Oh well, guess we're out of the tournament. Damn shame, I was looking forward to that fruit drink." Sounded off Claude from behind.

Both light magic users felt the archer's eyes on them, as well as the eyes of everyone else. Regardless, they simply stared at each other, neither able to say a word. They were still vastly aware of their bodies, specifically their hands. Slowly, they both looked down. Both of Mercedes' hands were clasped over his right hand.

As Kiran looked back at her, Mercedes felt something within her. It wasn't something at her back, not a divine voice or anyone's suggestion. This was…undoubtedly what she wanted to do.

"Yes, I guess you two won't be, but don't worry. There'll be some…lovely consolation prizes as good as the Sky-High Drop." She hoped no one noticed the little wink she shot Kiran. Luckily, he caught it, grinning from ear-to-ear. Still holding onto his hand, she turned to smile at Dimitri and Marianne. Both seemed relieved she bore no ill will against them for injuring the man she clearly had feelings for. "Dimitri, Marianne, best of luck in the finals! And give my best to Professor Byleth and Lady Rhea s well!"

She was well aware of the pointed stares and giggles they got as they began to make their way away from the beach. Mercedes actually felt a little bit of pride in them. Pride and excitement swelled within her as she caught Camilla waving at her with an excited smile.

"So, I guess my hand needs to be…thoroughly looked at?" Came the voice of her black-haired soon-to-be lover.

"Yes, it does. I know just the place to properly treat it." Mercedes answered in a sing-song voice. His hand was fully healed, but no one seemed to be paying too much attention to that. "You did great, Kiran."

His cheeks were burning red as he looked ahead. He had every attention to following her to wherever she wanted to go, he was giddy with excitement. "I always try to give it my best. Especially when…someone I know is watching, and…wishing me luck."

Giggling, she gave him a short kiss on the cheek, a prelude to what was about to come next.

-O-

Kiran had a list of ten great beachside memories, memories that he would savor and love to his dying day as they were simply that amazing.

At the moment, a new one had been made, replacing number three when he actually managed to win a surfing contest. That victory had officially been uncrowned by the delicious taste of the Sky-High Drop, Mercedes' own costume made fruit smoothie. Technically speaking, it was meant to be a reward to whoever won the volleyball tournament, which he'd lost several minutes earlier. On the other hand, he had shot down the Caerul Berries needed to make it. Plus, he was quite…cozy with Mercedes herself.

"And then Felix caught the broken end of the spear and proceeded to use it to finish the battle. He still lost, but Professor Byleth commended him for the effort, telling him he did the right thing."

"I'd say he's right. I mean, I've done stunts like that, even using broken arrowheads. Urgh, not my finest moments."

"Yet, here you are. Plus, I think I remember Virion telling me something about that, that you actually managed to slay a wild wyvern using a broken arrow. That was quite ingenious of you, Kiran."

He blushed for the umpteenth time at her praise. "Well, you know. I was no fighter, so I had to…make it up as I went along."

"Professor Byleth said the same thing regarding the likes of me and other civilians, those who'd never touched a weapon before." The Crest-bearing girl confessed. She looked to the sea with fondness indicating the memory was a happy one. Like many of the Garreg Mach students, and residents, really. "I'm glad that you never lost your gentle touch."

It was a strange to say since Mercedes had been one of the extremely late arrivals to Askr. Kiran had nearly lost track of many "waves" of heroes he'd summoned to Askr. Still, Mercedes had came almost three years after he'd been at Askr; funny enough, she still had a year on him. Anyways, she hadn't know what he'd been like before, but she'd heard from word of mouth. Not to mention Kiran had told her of what his life was like before being whisked away to Askr and conscripted into the Order of Heroes. He'd confined in her a little more so than he had others, some of whom he'd known for far longer. The gunman knew it was because of her inviting and gentle aura.

Her "base" self was given the title, "Kindly Devotee" and it fit like a glove. Even in her summer alternate form, those personality traits shined through, just like the summer sun overhead.

As he laid down his glass, he looked at Mercedes, finding himself utterly lost in her beach-style beauty. She was beautiful in her "base" self but seeing her in a bikini and sarong only enhanced it. Kiran felt like he was at a loss for words, but he still found himself struggling to speak. At the very least he owed her a thank you for the drink.

"Mercedes," he called. "I…thank you for the drink, and thanks for healing my hand. Thanks for taking me out there. Really this is one hell of a awesome beach spot."

"I scouted it when we first came here. Upon doing so, I used a little magic to put up a warding spell. I…wanted to just have a private place…" She trailed off as her cheeks flushed red again. Mercedes' heart skipped a beat as she stared into Kiran's caramel eyes. He was curious now; she'd handed him a piece of a puzzle and he wanted to figure out the rest. "I wanted a private place where I could perhaps…be…alone with my thoughts. Or maybe play a prank on some of the others." He laughed at her sudden declaration. Mercedes was glad for it, it gave her a little bit of time to gather her courage to speak. "I also set it up just in case…someone needed some place private to talk."

His heartfelt smile sent her heart racing. "You're a good listener, so I can see that."

"Thank you, Kiran. That means a lot to me." Her indigo eyes flickered down to his right hand, his healed hand. "I've been called a good friend, student, believer, and…even sister. Still, I've wondered if…I would ever make for a good lover."

Hearing those words made Kiran's heart thump against his chest. Memories of last night came rushing back to him like the tide in front of them. "Why wouldn't you think that, Mercedes? You'd make a great lover. One that any guy would be lucky to have."

His words spurred her to action. In a heartbeat she closed the distance between them, reducing it down to barely an inch. Kiran was utterly amazed she could move so fast and suddenly. That amazement was quickly pushed aside as he gazed into her eyes, seeing the naked affection in them, affection for him.

"What about you, Kiran?" She whispered. By the time she'd finished speaking his hands had begun to move around her, pushing her into an intimate embrace.

Kiran wondered if he should have said something before kissing her, but he remembered the sensation of their previous kiss. He wanted to relive it, and perhaps even go beyond it. That's why he kissed her, and held her in his arms while doing so.

He could see the reluctance, the continued yearning, in Mercedes' blue eyes as she pulled away from him. The lips that had so affectionately been sucking his were split open in a hungry pant. Kiran could practically see the swift intakes of air that were filling her depleted lungs. He knew that the same went for him, they both needed a couple seconds to breath in and out. For better or worse, time was moving fast for him, or maybe he was just greedy. Whatever it was, he reached forward, grabbing Mercedes' shoulders and bringing her in close for a second kiss. Just as the last shred of sanity was screaming for him to stop Mercedes responded to the kiss.

She came at him with such aggression that he lost control of it. The Summoner found himself on his back while the Crest-bearing blonde sat atop of him, fervently kissing him like her life depended on it. In a tailspin, Kiran's mind responded via primal instinct. He moved his hands away from her shoulders to her sides, her warm and wet sides that he'd been meaning to touch again after that brief "sampling" he got earlier. This was the real thing, the full course. Likewise, she was taking the opportunity to get a second full "serving" of his mouth. Her moans of unrestricted delight were like a trigger for Kiran. Seconds after Mercedes had seized dominance he began to push back, on the oral and lower fronts.

"A-Ahhh~" She gasped while pulling away. All the times he'd seen her blush were outdone by how she looked at that moment. Kiran was breathless again, and so was she. There was a glint in her eyes that called to him like a mouth to a flame. She verbalized that attraction with one simple word. "Again." In a heartbeat their lips were connected again, their hands tenderly crossing each other's bodies. Every touch served to further excite and fuel them. Within seconds they were utterly lost to the erotic rapture. "Mmmmm~" The two of them jointly moaned while they began to roll across the sand.

Neither of them were aware of the outside world, so when they felt a splash of salty ocean water it was quite a shock for them. Wide-eyed, they separated, panting and still savoring the taste of each other's lips. Kiran was on the bottom, his black hair sticking to his face thanks to the small wave that had doused him. Mercedes had avoided most of it, yet the water dripped down her wheat-blonde hair giving it a particular allure. The same went for her eyes, which were wide with alarm, yet within them the flames of arousal still lingered. Kiran believed that lingering flame is what drew him into the next kiss. It caused those smoldering embers to ignite and once more consume him and the Academy student. He found her vigorously kissing him back as she had before. Her hands moved up to his face to cradle his cheeks as they aggressively pushed their tongues against each other. Not even short pauses for breath were enough to get them to completely break contact.

Inevitably, when a large wave came they ended up tasting sea water. It proved to be enough to get them to take a real break and gather themselves.

Water dripped from both of their faces and bodies. Their chests rose and fell in heavy pants as they stared at each other. It was obvious that neither of them knew exactly what to say. What could have been said after such intense kissing like that?

Mercedes had an answer, "I want more, Kiran. I want you." Her request was actually more like a plea, a plea from not a future holy woman but simply a woman in dire yearning for him.

His primal instincts took over resulting in the two of them changing positions. Waves glided underneath Mercedes' light brownish-blonde hair, not that she minded. All of her senses were directed toward her mouth, toward the kiss that the Summoner had swept her up in. Mercedes' blue nails dragged across his naked backside while her legs did the same. Now more than ever she could feel Kiran's erection through his swim trunks; it excited her in ways that might have been a little frightening. She found herself utterly addicted to him, unwilling to accept anything less than what they had now. Naturally, since they couldn't go back all they could do was go forward. During a brief pause in their kisses, they looked into each other's eyes. After the realization had came acceptance, they wanted more.

Grinning, Mercedes rocked her hips against her black-haired lover's. Kiran went cross-eyed as he felt an erotic tremor race through him. If it weren't for the last vestiges of his self-control he'd have came right there. He had a feeling that had been Mercedes plan; hell, he could see it on her face.

He couldn't help but grin. "Let's see how you like, Mercedes." His hands rose and fell down atop her breasts. Kiran began to knead them through her black swim top. She didn't even seem to try to fight the throaty moans that his actions caused. Hearing them made Kiran's grin deepen and his cock twitch in further excitement. He knew his inner desires well, and he was damn well going to live them up, and it seemed Mercedes was going the same. "You've been waiting for this, haven't you? You've been waiting for someone to grope your breasts like this."

Wrapping her legs around his waist and covering his hands with hers, Mercedes held his gaze with a determined yet near manic stare. "Not just anyone's, yours, Kiran. You have no idea how long I've wanted this! Please, take me! Make love to me as your woman!" With all her limbs occupied she couldn't drag him down to get another taste of his sweet lips. Luckily, there wasn't a need to. Her plea had reached him, and further stirred the awakening beast within him.

The Summoner's lips slammed down atop of hers, his tongue shooting directly into her mouth and pushing hers back. Mercedes moaned in delight at the development, enjoying the feeling of submission that came with their positions. Kiran's multi-tasking was being put to the ultimate use, pleasuring Mercedes. His tongue aggressively laid claim to her mouth while his hands groped and massaged her breasts and his hips fervently rocked against hers. All of it was sending her into a sensual overload; she wasn't alone as Kiran was experiencing the same thing. Every second was pure bliss, and as the seconds turned to minutes it felt like the pair were in heaven. Not even the occasional splash from the water was enough to detour them. They eventually lost track of time completely, and they wouldn't care about it for a good while.

At some point, Kiran looked down at her chest. Panting, he realized that as good as it was to grope her, there was still more to experience. His brown eyes spied the brown bow in-between her tits. Throughout their time together it'd remained fastened, something that amused and enraged him. Feeling his heart on the verge of exploding he reached for it, yet he stopped at the last second. Reason had made a last ditch grab at his mind, seizing control for just a second. Mercedes saw that and reached out. Her gentle hands rested atop his, gently grasping them. Looking into her eyes Kiran was silently relieved to see not fear or disgust but love in her blue eyes. She gave him a nod, then helped undo the ribbon holding her bikini top together.

The beautiful, frilled piece was thrown further inland, where they wouldn't have to worry about it being swept away by the sea. Beyond that neither of them cared much for it. Kiran was completely entranced by the sight of Mercedes' now unclothed breasts.

"F-F-Fuck…they're…so fucking big and beautiful." The gunman whispered in naked awe of the sorceress' tits. Hearing the whispers about her breast size had piqued his interest. Seeing her in a bikini that allowed him to glimpse them had given him dreams. Finally, seeing them unobscured and right before him had left Kiran speechless.

It was all rather amusing for the Crest-bearing girl. "Hehehehehe, why thank you for the compliment, Kiran. You've given me a reason to be proud of my chest." Her light-hearted expression changed to seductive as she reached for his face and kissed him. Kiran immediately returned the kiss as he felt her naked tits pressing against his equally naked chest. The physical contact invigorated both of them resulting in a charged series of kisses that left them wanting for air, but not for pleasure. Mercedes grinded herself against him, knowing that he was feeling her nipples becoming harder and harder with every second. Likewise, she could feel the growing erection between his legs. Its continued presence was riling her up just as it had before, but on a significantly greater level. "Aaahhh~" She moaned upon separating for air. "Goddess, I-"

He didn't let her finish. The gunman seized her lips in an aggressive kiss that ended up forcing her onto her backside. Kiran's hands dove for her breasts, squeezing them as he'd always secretly wished to. Mercedes' cries were muffled by the kiss. All she could do was moan into Kiran's mouth, that and roll her hips. She liked this new position and tried her best to show it. Her hips rolled and her hands rested atop of Kiran's, encouraging him to continue his groping. His honey brown eyes briefly locked with her indigo-blue irises; he saw acceptance and encouragement there, alongside bliss. Smiling, he kissed her even harder and groped her exposed tits. He could feel how hard her nipples were becoming and wondered if he could make them become steel-like in firmness. Not to mention how they'd taste.

Feeling his cock continuously raging within his swim trunks, Kiran pulled away after a long and gratifying kiss. Saliva spilled from his lips and Mercedes'. The Garreg Mach student lay on her back, panting after the most amazing series of kisses she'd ever experienced. Not to mention having her breasts groped. A crimson scritch stretched across her face and her eyes were hazy yet focused. They were mesmerizing him, calling him back to her face so he could give her more of the intimacy that she'd grown addicted to. Kiran was momentarily torn. He wanted to have his fill of her breasts, yet he couldn't ignore Mercedes' pleading gaze. Ultimately, the latter won out as he fell like a hammer upon her face. She welcomed him, wrapping her arms and legs around him like she was in danger of losing him forever. Their lips clashed in a sloppy embrace that was mirrored in their bodies grinding against one another. Once more, his naked chest was pressed against her melon-sized breasts. The erotic friction fueled their latest make-out.

Kiran had found himself back in the same dilemma. He wanted to move down to enjoy the rest of Mercedes body, but her lips. Good God, her lips. He could have sworn he tasted a hundred different flavors in them, every second he was discovering a new one and becoming addicted to it. She seemingly had a similar addiction to him as she couldn't bear to let his lips be away from hers. It seemed that he'd became her new idol of devotion; the thought made Kiran's heart swell with amorous glee. It also further fueled him as he aggressively squeezed her tits and thrusted his hips against hers. He heard Mercedes squeal beneath him.

Clothes…w-w-we need to get rid of the rest of our clothes. W-We need to…need to…oh goddess! Mercedes could barely think straight, let alone concentrate on speaking. Even that thin line of rationality was rapidly being burned away by the ever-increasing fires of euphoria. She could feel moisture building up within her loins, which were so close to Kiran's own. It was actually frustrating and arousing how the only thing separating them were their respective undergarments. Mercedes wanted to tear off his swim trunks so she could get a look at his cock. A look and a taste of it. Likewise, she was more than happy to let Kiran see her vagina, which was undoubtedly soaking wet. Her heart nearly exploded with the thought of his member entering her womanly silt and him pounding her as he was doing now. The myriad of thoughts excited her, yet their weight kept her from making them a reality. Instead, she just wanted these endless kisses to go on indefinitely.

Suddenly, Kiran pulled away from her lips. He was breathless and so was she. Carmel brown and indigo blue stared deeply into each other. In that moment the couple's respective senses began to crawl back into them.

Mercedes inhaled to speak, but Kiran moved faster.

"K-K-Kiraaan~!" Instead of a question she shouted, her back arching as if it'd been struck by lightning. As far as she was concerned, it practically had been. Kiran's teeth gently bit against her right-side nipple, electrifying her whole body. Just that soft bite was almost enough to get her to faint from euphoric shock. Somehow, she held on. Mercedes of course held onto him, her hands clawing at his backside. She was faintly worried she might be breaking skin, but the rush of bliss that came from him biting and licking her tit overwhelmed any fear of that. "More…goddess, more~"

He answered her plea by grabbing at her left-side tit. His hands, normally greasy and worn, were so incredibly gentle. Mercedes moaned again, that same euphoric jolt pulsating through her body. She could have sworn she felt her eyes on the verge of rolling back into her head. The afternoon sky was a massive blurry blue blanket. As the pulsations continued, she could have sworn she could reach out and touch it, or it was bearing down on her. The hot sand beneath her seemed to pull her down as well. She couldn't describe the joy that came with simply losing herself to the pleasures of sex. If she'd known that it could be this good then, well…perhaps she'd have made a move on Kiran earlier instead of waiting.

It was clear that he was done waiting himself. He licked and pinched her breasts with all the enthusiasm of a child with a shiny new toy. Laughing, she rocked her body against his, curious to see what sort of reaction she'd get.

The Summoner lifted his face from her right breast and leered at her. In his mouth's place he fell on her with his hand, pinching and squeezing the ripened nipple. Mercedes let out a long, pleasure-filled moan that was sweet music to Kiran's ears.

"Are you enjoying this, Mercedes?" Kiran whispered as he leaned in close to her face.

The distance was just enough she could cover it in a second. "Goddess, yes." She replied before doing exactly that. His tongue shot out, slamming into hers leaving the two of them moaning in absolutely ecstasy. Mercedes reached up and grabbed at the side of his head while kissing him. Alas, her hold wasn't enough to keep him in position. Thankfully, he did go back to her breasts, not yet. After a short inhalation his lips were back on hers, his tongue hungrily flicking against hers. Mercedes pushed back, enjoying the oral war that they waged. The euphoria from it was tripled with the addition of his continuing twitching and squeezing of her tits. Once more, Mercedes felt like she was on the verge of blacking out from the sensual overload.

Perhaps Kiran sensed that for he pulled away and kept his distance for several minutes. Even his tenderizing of her breasts stopped. It was perhaps the longest break that they'd had so far.

Mercedes smiled at him. His return smile made her heart feel like it was about to burst inside of her chest. Guided by her surging feelings she sat up and wrapped her arms around his neck. Their chests were squeezed together yet again.

"Take all of me, Kiran. I've given my soul to the goddess, yet…I also want to give it and my body to you." The pious woman whispered.

"No reason you can't do it all." He replied. His fingers gently rubbed against her sides. They were wet not from the ocean water just a few feet away but from the sweat that had accumulated from their intimacy. More of it was to come in the future. "If I take all of you, Mercedes, then-"

"I want all of you as well." Flashing him an innocence yet lewd smile, she rocked her hips against his. "I've wanted all of you since I saw you arrive in your swim trunks. They look good on you, but I really want to see you without them. Just like how I know you want to see me without mine."

There was a near predatory glint in his eyes that excited her. "You're right, I have. I'm ready to see the rest of you, Mercedes." He pushed her onto her backside again and ravaged her with kisses to the face then to the chest. Mercedes purred in gleeful enjoyment, whispering encouragement to him. The Summoner definitely took them to heart as he kissed his way back down to her tits. Instead of the right, he took her left into his mouth. He bit down on it with just a little more force and flicked his tongue across the nipple while pinching at the other with his left hand. The fingers that he so commonly used for pulling a trigger and ticker was akin to a feather. A heavenly feather that Mercedes couldn't get enough of.

Her hands moved out to either side of her, digging into the sand while trying to anchor herself. It was futile, but of course her mind wasn't exactly thinking rationally at the moment. Mercedes pushed herself upward, grinding her body against Kiran's while he had his way with it.

"Oooohhh~ Ki…ran~ Yessss….goddess, that's it…yes~" In the haze, she'd lost sight of him, but she could still feel him. She felt his fingers probing her pussy beneath her bikini bottom.

"You're so wet down there, Mercedes." He whispered to her.

"It's because I want you." The blonde murmured back. "I…want you so much." His fingers pushed into her pussy. The simple act sent a new wave of ecstasy ripping through her. She was temporarily left gasping for breath until she became accustomed to his fingers within her. Now that they were there, she didn't want them leaving. "I want your…I want your…"

"You want my what, Mercedes?" Kiran teased. The former college student couldn't help but find something sinfully enjoyable about pushing this pious girl to her breaking point. "What do you want in me? My fingers? My tongue?"

"Your cock!" She shouted, cheeks flaming red. "Aaaahhhh~!" While she didn't get his cock, she got his fingers, which were a good consolation prize. "Oooooohhhh~! That's it! Right there, Kiran! Kiran~!"

With his left fingers he thrusted into her pussy, feeling her wet vaginal lips closing in around them. After a single, near animalistic bite and lick, he pulled his mouth away from her left-side breast. Kiran had undoubtedly left his mark on it. Still not satisfied he pinched the nipple anew with his right hand leaving his mouth to claim Mercedes'. The Blue Lion student let out a muffled, erotic moan as she was pleasured on three different levels. It was unlike anything she'd ever experienced. From Kiran's side, this was the first time he'd ever done something like this.

Thoughts of his ex were a distant memory as he chose to focus on the woman beneath him, the woman he was sure that he loved with all his heart. Kiran could have sworn he heard her heart beating in rapid succession, it was beating for him. Excitement and pride swirled within him, giving him another boost of strength.

His fingers pulled back and then made one powerful thrust into Mercedes' folds. It sent an unstoppable wave of bliss through her that triggered her first orgasm.

"Mmmmmmmm~!"

With her mouth muffled, her orgasmic cry had nowhere to go but into Kiran. Feeling her body quaking beneath her, he sped up instead of slowing down. The Adrestian woman's juices splattered across his hand, her vaginal lips squeezing around his fingers as she came. Kiran kissed her even harder, and Mercedes returned the sentiment, grabbing at his backside so hard she left indentations on his backside. She didn't let go even after their lips broke apart and they were left gasping for air. Likewise, Kiran's fingers were still lodged in her pussy. Mercedes honestly couldn't imagine what it would be like to have them anywhere else.

Hell, she couldn't imagine life without Kiran beside her.

He panted into her shoulder and air. Sweat poured down their bodies as the afterglow of their orgasm settled on the two of them. The energy drain was only temporary as both of them could feel the amorous hunger within them growing anew after several minutes. When Kiran sat up, he could see that Mercedes still wanted more. He remembered the heartfelt cry she'd made earlier, about wanting his cock inside of her.

Sitting upright, he pulled his hands out of her pussy; the Summoner momentarily marveled at the mess that had been made beneath her panties, now stained a darker shade of brown. Trails of cum leaked down her legs into the sand. Looking back at his hands, he gave his index finger a single lick. Eyes lighting up, he turned that one lick into several.

Mercedes watched him with a growing smile. Once he seemed to be half-way finished with his fingers, she called out to him. "So, do you like how I taste, Kiran?"

Looking back at her, he saw the invitation in her eyes. "I love it, Mercedes." He grinned. "Don't worry, I'll give you what you want…but I'm going to get my fill of you."

Giggling, she stretched out her legs. "I'm all yours, Kiran. Go on, drink up."

There was a part of him that honestly wanted to just rip her bikini bottom off. They were already stained through; he stopped himself at the last second, realizing if he did they'd have problems later on. Her laughter made him look up and realize he'd fought his temptation in clear view of her.

"If you want to see me in the nude, Kiran, just say so. Only for you though." She declared causing his cheeks to burn red, just as hers had moments earlier.

"Y-Y-You really mean that?"

Reaching down, she took his hand and moved it atop her center. He could feel the wetness of the fabric, and beneath it her pussy. It was still calling out to him, hungering for him. "By the goddess, yes, I do. When I said I wanted you to take me, I meant it. Take me for now and every day afterward."

His eyes shining with determination, he quickly pulled her undies off, then reached up and stole a kiss from her. Mercedes took a few seconds to realize what was happening; upon realizing he was kissing her she eagerly kissed him back. Fortunately for her, Kiran let the kiss run its course, giving her the time to fully enjoy it. She was further blessed as he didn't lift his head away when the kiss ended. It gave her the chance to draw him in for another kiss. Mercedes inwardly laughed at her lustful greed; luckily, her lover was willing to indulge her.

As he indulged her, Mercedes was reminded just how sly the Summoner could be. He passionately kissed her while moving his right hand down toward her soaked pussy. She ended up moaning into his mouth as she felt his fingers push into her wet silt. Her walls responded immediately, tightening on the intrusive fingers. They were like snakes that wrapped around the prey that had willingly walked into their territory. Of course, the truth was it was a snake charmer who knew how to bend them to his will. Mercedes continued to moan in bliss as she was kiss and fingered; the blonde was in sensual heaven. Both her arms were wrapped around her dark-haired lover to hold him close to her. She was perfectly content for them to stay in this moment for what might have been eternity.

Alas, Kiran was still determined to taste her juices.

Her grip wasn't ironclad as he easily pushed himself away from her, yet his fingers continued to thrust in and out of her. Without his mouth on hers, Mercedes' moans were totally unobstructed. They flew tumbled and flew out of her mouth, mixing with the hum of the ocean tides. She knew that Kiran was enjoying them, a part of Mercedes was enjoying making them. With lovemaking came a sort of liberation that she'd never known. It wasn't that she'd denied herself such ecstasy on religious or moral grounds, she'd just never found the right partner. Until now.

Suddenly, she felt a breeze tickling her lower lips. Her vision focused enough she was able to see that Kiran had removed her bikini bottom and flung it to the side. She was now utterly nude, right before the man that she was well and truly thinking she was going to spend the rest of her life with. Mercedes felt her breathing grow faster as she waited for Kiran to make a move. Her pussy hungered, growled for the attention of his mouth or fingers.

The Summoner stared at her snatch, then at the small patch of blonde hair that sat above it. Like the rest of her inner lips, it'd been stained thanks to her previous orgasm. His nose wrinkled, his mouth watered, and his stomach growled. Kiran could hear his own labored breaths just as much as he could hear Mercedes. He looked up at her indigo eyes, once again noting the growing arousal within them. After inhaling he slowly lowered his lips onto her pussy. The closer he got the more his lustful hunger ate at him. It forced him to simply dove right in, taking the whole of her wet pussy into his mouth. Mercedes howled, her back arching as he flicked his tongue against her cunt.

"Kiraaaaan~" Moaned the pious woman. "B-B-By the goddess, Kiran…more~" Her whisper was accompanied by her rubbing her legs against the side of his head.

Feeling her sweaty yet creamy skin against him further fanned the flames of lust within him. Kiran was eating her out, his tongue licking up the residual juices around her then going for more. The older woman's walls tightened around his tongue, much to his pleasure. He relished the erotic pressure that came with the squeeze. Instead of detouring him it motivated him, and he pressed deeper into her. Given the residual cum within her pussy, he was able to push deeper than he might have normally. On a whim, he rammed his right fingers into her moist cavern.

"Ooooohhh~!" Mercedes cried, her back again arching upward. "K-Kiran, by the goddess, t-t-that feels amazing!"

He pulled away for a second to grin at her. "Good, because I'm just getting started." As he spoke, he kept thrusting into her with his fingers. Once he was finished speaking, he reattached his mouth to her pussy. Not a second was lost as he drove the Crest-bearing woman to the edge of ecstasy again. By this point the two of them had practically lost count; it didn't matter. They both knew in their hearts keeping count was futile. This moment was merely the first of what was likely going to be a lifetime of intimacies.

Mercedes felt her arms spreading out on either side of her. She grabbed fistfuls of sand to squeeze as her vagina came under sensual assault. The heat of the sun overhead compounded with the blaze amassing within her loins. This one seemed greater than all those before, and she knew exactly why. Her mouth worked in a jumbled mess, alternating between whispers and screams of bliss, and cries for more. Kiran would always answer her, thrusting his fingers and tongue deeper into her. Mercedes could feel tears growing in her eyelids; some of them spilled forth as she felt her restraint weakening by the second. She was going to cum, and this time Kiran was going to get it in the mouth. The image of him greedily drinking down her cum excited her so much she felt her heart on the verge of an explosion. The possibility was reinforced as she lifted her head up to see him in-between her legs. His black hair was a constantly moving blur occupied by the lewd slurping of his tongue.

"Aaaaahhh~! Ooooohhh~! Kiran~ Yes, harder! Harder, Kiran!" She screamed. Her legs moved impulsively, wrapping around his head and squeezing him tightly. Her pleas were answered as he pushed deeper into her, hitting her core. "Kiraaaaan~!"

"Mmmmmm~!" Came his muffled voice, his tongue marking the insides of her pussy. In time, it'd be his cock, but for now it was his mouth and fingers. The latter had became accustomed to her insides; Kiran knew what speed to go at to draw forth a climax from his Adrestian lover. He matched his tongue to that speed and pushed Mercedes to her breaking point.

"OOOOHH~!"

A white wave exploded from her vaginal lips, slamming into his mouth like the shoreline in a storm. The black-haired gunman had his mouth open in preparation for her juices. They flowed down his throat and satisfied the erotic hunger that had accumulated within him. Likewise, the hunger within Mercedes had been satisfied as well.

For both of them, it was only temporary though.

Mercedes collapsed against the sandy ground, panting like she was out of breath. Her heart hadn't exploded, but it still seemed to be on the verge of doing so. The aftermath of her orgasm left her body coated in sweaty and cooking beneath the sun. She'd never felt more alive though. All of her pores were open, and her joy was immeasurable. Smiling, she absent-mindedly stared skyward while Kiran continuously ate out her pussy, licking up the love nectar still spewing from her. She was quietly amazed at how much of it she had to give, but thankful that it was apparently enough for Kiran. Gradually, she felt the arousing touch of his tongue against her flesh. She moaned in delight several times, and especially when he reinserted his fingers into her pussy. He could finger and suck her dry, Kiran could do that and she had a feeling she'd still beg him for more.

Maybe the sun had moved closer to the horizon, maybe it hadn't. Mercedes couldn't tell. Kiran had moved back up to her face, his own sweaty like hers. Smiling, she wrapped her arms around his neck and brought him into a kiss. Mercedes giggled against his lips feeling his arms sliding across her sides, wrapping around her so she could grind against him. She was entirely naked while he still had his swim trunks on, a difference they both noted but paid little mind to. At the moment all that mattered was the kiss. The Blue Lion student felt the residual trace of her juices on her lover's lip; she didn't spurn the taste but welcomed it. Her lips continuously flicked against his mouth, and eventually her tongue was granted entry into his. She pushed his back and assumed dominance of his mouth, just as they rolled over with her ending up on top.

Kiran shivered in ecstasy at the sight of Mercedes above him, naked as the day she was born. His member couldn't help but strain against his remaining clothing, a fact Mercedes was all too aware of. With a seductive smile befitting a succubus, she rocked her bare hips against his. Kiran felt his nails digging into the sand beneath him like it could save him. For the moment it did, but he knew that wasn't going to last long.

"Kiran," she whispered as she leaned down to tap his lips with hers. "I want a taste of your cock. It's only fair, don't you think?"

At first, he bit his lip to contain the rapidly building arousal. Just getting one word out felt like it took all his willpower. "Yes." His hands left the sand and grabbed at the older woman's bare ass. Kiran squeezed it and watched her moan in ecstasy. "You've been wanting it, haven't you, Mercedes?"

She latched her hands onto his chest and leaned down close enough for them to kiss, but she stopped short. "Goddess yes, I have." Mercedes smirked. "Such a naughty thought, wouldn't you say?"

"Not for a woman in love, and definitely not since I want to give you all that you want." Kiran closed the distance between them, and Mercedes was quite thankful he did. They made the kiss last for as long as they could, their tongues lewdly swaying and pressing against one another. Separation yielded a thin saliva bridge between them, and an increased heartrate. Kiran knew what was about to come next and he could hardly contain his excitement.

Neither could Mercedes. She pushed him flat on his back and sensually grinded her lower half against his. The wetness between her legs wasn't just from her last orgasm, it was her arousal for what was about to happen next. Just as Kiran had said, she had been thinking about this for a while. They were such lewd thoughts that she tried hard to keep buried, but Kiran had unearthed them and brought them into the light.

After a short but intense kiss she began to move away from his face. Mercedes sprinkled his cheek and neck with kisses, then it was his chest. He wasn't overly muscular, but it was clear he'd been working out, not to mention he'd been put through some physically trying ordeals. The latter were seen in the scars that ran across his chest, especially the large one stretching from his left hip up to his right shoulder. Mercedes once more let her inner feelings run wild, gliding her hands across it. Unlike earlier, she added her lips to the mix, as if they would wipe away the old battle wound. Kiran trembled beneath her, whispering her name. He continued to whisper it as she moved further and further down until she reached his light-blue swim trunks. She inhaled, then pulled them down and finally exposed his cock to sweet, salty sea air.

Mercedes was temporarily blindsided by the sight of the Summoner's cock. It was the first one she'd ever seen…and she was immediately enticed by it. Jaw hanging up, she tentatively stroked it as if to confirm it was real. After a couple of minutes of that she was pumping it with gusto.

Kiran's whispers transformed into outright pants and shouts. Mercedes was quietly amazed at how much she enjoyed hearing them. Wanting them to be louder she increased the speed of her strokes.

Looking up at his panting red face she couldn't help but smile. "You look so wonderful, Kiran." She called.

He couldn't speak, only grunt and groan. It was enough to make the blonde laugh. Her stroking continued, although she realized that perhaps it was time for a little more. Kiran watched as she lowered her head and licked the tip of his member.

"Aaaaah!" The Summoner screamed suddenly. After the initial lick Mercedes stopped and leered at him with a smile. "Again, Mercedes. Please." Kiran breathlessly whispered.

Smirking, Mercedes answered his plea. Her hands moved down further so her mouth could work on his upper member. Kiran's eyes squeezed shut then opened, they locked on the curtain of blonde hair between his legs. His ears rung with the lewd licking sounds her tongue made as it worked on his cock. He could feel it, the nonstop waves of pleasure that surged from his lower half to the rest of him. Kiran took in a wide gulp of air knowing it'd all he'd have for a while. It was slowly eaten away at as his pious lover fervently licked and stroked his member. Her every move had him tittering on the brink of an orgasm. In the recesses of his mind untouched by lust-born madness he found himself quietly impressed. Amazed even. Who'd have thought that such a kind and pious girl like Mercedes could be capable of such lewd pleasure?

That previously untouched corner of his mind received a visitor from the past. "Nuns. Gentlemen, more so than supermodels or actresses, it's nuns. Now THOSE are the ones you'd want to bang. They've got a charm absolutely unique to them."

Mercedes must have assumed the laughter escaping his lips was from the blowjob she was giving him. She was quite happy that he was enjoying it. While he certainly was, Kiran's laughter was coming from a different place. When he returned to his world he'd have to tell a good friend that he was right…while simultaneously introducing him to his blonde, busty, and very devoted girlfriend.

Grinning like an idiot he thrusted his hips upward, spearing his cock right into Mercedes' mouth. Though she was temporarily caught-off guard, she quickly accepted the move and began to deep throat him.

"Aaaaaahh~! Oooohhh~ M-M-Mercedessss~" Moaned the foreign Summoner. "That's it~ Yessss~ Yesss!" Kiran's hips fell into an instinctive rhythm as he pushed them up and down. Mercedes quickly jumped onto it and continued to pleasure his cock. Her mouth worked its divine magic on his upper half while her hands gently massaged his balls. He felt like he was going to cum any second, and he wasn't shy about letting his blonde lover know it. "Oooohhhh! I-I'm…I'm-!"

And then the sensation was gone.

Gasping for air, Kiran sat bolt up. His unfocused eyes zeroed in on Mercedes, who now held a cute but annoying little grin on her face. Kiran knew she had something planned, that smile was such a dead giveaway.

"You know, Kiran, you spent an awful lot of time gazing at my breasts. Like everyone else you were so surprised when you saw how big they were. Did you ever wonder how they'd feel?" She innocently asked.

His member stood straight up and his cheeks burned red. "Yes, I did. I-I…I actually had to step out because a part of me couldn't stop thinking about it."

Pleased by his answer she leaned up and pecked him on the lips. "You won't have to wonder anymore, my love."

Yet again, she gently pushed him onto his backside. He laid there with arguably more excitement than he had before. It certainly showed in his penis, which was practically crying out for attention from the Kindly Devotee's tits.

Its cry was answered in the next second.

"AAAHHHH! M-M-MERCEDES~!" Screamed the Summoner of Askr, his back arching up and in inadvertently pushing his member up through the heavenly valley of her chest. Kiran squeezed his eyes shut and howled at the onslaught of sensual heat that then assailed him. It was almost too much to bear.

On her end, Mercedes felt an undeniable tingle between her legs. Sandwiching Kiran's cock with her breasts had gotten her thinking about it being inside of her, pounding her until she was a babbling mess. Biting her lips, she pushed the promised future away so she could concentrate on the task at hand-giving her lover the best titfuck he'd ever experienced!

The growing seductive part of her mind cackled that she was only giving him the first one. They had a lifetime of lovemaking ahead of them. That thought gave her an extra drive to squeeze and massage the gunman's cock. His screams went far and wide, rolling across the ocean to perhaps even the land on the other side. Every shout Kiran made was like an invigorating hymn to Mercedes' ears. The sight of his rock-hard, pre-cum laden tip was like the light of heaven. Unable to resist, she dove for it, licking the tip with her tongue.

"Aaaaaahhh~ Oh God, Mercedeeeessss~!" Kiran shouted while damn near welding his eyes shut. He'd never experienced pleasure like this before, but now that he knew it a part of him didn't want it to stop. His hips continued their instinctive thrusting as his cock was continuously smothered in the erotic heat of Mercedes' bosom.

"That's it, let it out, Kiran! My love is yours~! My body is yours~!" Screamed the blonde mage. Her hands were working her breasts into overtime, squeezing and stroking the gunman's girth. Doing so was sending lava-like streams of ecstasy coursing through her. She wasn't afraid of being burnt to a crisp, she welcomed the incineration. "Mmmmmm~!" Her mouth came down completely on Kiran's tip, fully encasing it in her voluptuous body. His ecstasy-laced screams made her ears ring and her heart race. She kept on going, unable and unwilling to stop.

"Mercedes! Mercedes! Jesus! I'm going to-" Opening his eyes was a struggle, but he managed to do so. First, he saw the blue of the sky. Looking down he saw platinum yellow. The furious drumbeat of his heart intensified as he heard the lewd slurp-slurp of his lover pleasuring him. Her tongue, her breasts, the sight and sounds of it all caused him to reach his limit. "Mercedes~!"

Being so close to his member it was inevitable when he came his essence was going to splatter her. That's exactly what Mercedes wanted. She got a taste of Kiran's masculine juices, the taste being like nothing she'd ever savored, but quickly becoming a favorite of hers. She gulped down as much as of his cum as she could before freeing her mouth; in doing so his cum simply sprayed across her face and chest. The elation she received from that was almost as good as swallowing his juices with her mouth. Kiran's cum spraying across her made Mercedes' body tremble in bliss.

It seemed like the cum shower would never end to the blonde sorceress. Only after opening her eyes did she see that it had, albeit it'd certainly left its mark. Mercedes could feel the thick globs of semen on her face and chest. Each one burned underneath the afternoon sun leaving her a trembling, panting mess.

Locking eyes with Kiran, she said only one thing, "Thank you."

She was so focused on his face she didn't see how hos cock twitched. The Summoner still had more in him, especially since there was one hole of Mercedes he hadn't yet claimed for his own.

"I'm ready, Kiran."

That whispering confirmation turned the gears within him. They spun at such a high speed, yet somehow accelerated as he brought the Adrestian woman down atop his member. In one mighty thrust he shattered her hymen, robbing her of her maidenhood. Obviously, it hurt, a fact that Mercedes couldn't deny as she winced in visible pain. Kiran hated seeing it; his upper body shot up and his hands wrapped around the blonde's waist, all to comfort her as best he could. Apologies flew from his mouth one after another.

"It's okay, Kiran." Came the pious woman's soft whisper. "I'm…adjusting. You're quite big." She said that with a giggle that had him blushing despite the guilt he felt for accidentally hurting her. Maybe that was her way of helping him move past it. Mercedes lifted her head up and caressed his cheek. "I'm o-okay, my love. You can start moving down."

"Are you sure?" he asked. With her nod he decided to go for it. In the midst of his first thrusts, he leaned forward and kissed her. Mercedes eagerly embraced the kiss, wrapping her arms around his neck to hold him against her. He sensed the familiar hunger in her and rose to sate it, hers as well as his own. Kiran's hips slowly but surely began to speed up their thrusts. He could feel the growing tightness of his lover's vaginal walls around his member. It was an intoxicating sensation; when coupled with the kiss he felt himself falling into a whirlpool of carnal pleasure. Mercedes was both falling with him and pulling him deeper into it. Her lips, her chest, her pussy, her entire body, all of it was grinding against his body with such an intensity that Kiran was amazed he hadn't already came.

He could feel himself leading up to it though. With every thrust he felt her vaginal walls tighten around his member, attempting to squeeze it into oblivion. Tearing his lips away from hers, he let out a near feral grunt and thrusted his hips upward.

"AAAAAAHHH~! KIRAAAAN~!" Wailed the Adrestian mage in erotic bliss. "AGAIN, PLEASE, DO IT AGAIN!"

Now grunting like a beast in heat, which he was, he began to vigorously thrust his hips upward. His tip continuously slammed against her core. The nonstop assault had the blonde breaking away from his chest and arching her back up to wail to the sky.

"OOOOOHHH~!" She screamed. "K-KIRRRAAAAN~!"

Given her new position it was impossible for him to resist groping her. He let her breasts freely bounce about for all of five seconds before he grabbed them and began groping them. Her hands shot to his; before any sudden fear could seize him he felt her lift her hips up then slam them back down.

"AAAAAAHHH~!" Both of them screamed in join ecstasy.

"S-S-SHIT, HOLY SHIT, MERCEDES! THIS FEELS…SO…FUCKING AMAZING~!" The Summoner of Askr yelled.

"YES, IT DOES~!" She agreed. "KEEP GOING, OH FOR THE LOVE OF THE GODDESS! DON'T STOP! FILL ME UP~! FILL ME, KIRAN!"

"YEESSSS~!"

He knew he couldn't have stopped even if he wanted to. Everything in that moment felt…perfect. The beautiful woman atop of him was shouting for more, begging him for more. His cock roared and raged within her, his tip continuously battering against her womb. Kiran was intoxicated with the thought of filling her up, making her his and his alone. As Mercedes continued to scream in pure bliss he found himself laughing. Why shouldn't he be laughing? He was making love to a woman that he had a feeling he was going to spend the rest of his life with?

This was turning into the best beach vacation of his life.

"KIRAN, I'M GOING TO…GODDESS, I'M GOING TO-AAAAH~!"

Just as she was about to cum so was he. Kiran could feel his release building within his cock as it pushed in and out of her silt. It was squeezing him so damn tightly he knew his orgasm was mere seconds away. He clamped down hard on her breasts, further arousing her. Kiran found himself getting aroused as well, her lustful wail echoing in his ears and her vaginal walls practically tenderizing his cock.

Indigo eyes marred in joyful tears looked down at him. A beautiful face gave him a luminous smile that he returned. He lifted her up, then she brought herself back down.

"MERCEDES!"

"KIRAN!"

Thick ropes of cum shot into the girl's womb just as her pussy expunged waves of love nectar. The former entered with no trouble while feminine juices stained the gunman's cock, still rocking its way in and out of the sorceress' vagina. Mercedes arched her back up and shouted her lover's name to the sky; it was like a declaration of utter devotion. Kiran could have sworn his heart was on the verge of bursting with glee at the sound of it.

He didn't know when it ended as time had lost its meaning to both of them. All he knew was that one-minute Mercedes was looking down at him, tears of joy running from her eyes. She smiled at him, then the next thing he knew their lips were pressing against each other. Kiran moved his hands from her breasts to around her waist; he held her against him as his cock pumped the last shots of his orgasm into her. Her own juices continued to spill down his member until there was no more left.

Off to the side the waves continued their natural rhythm. It was a gentle lullaby for them to relax to as they came down from their shared orgasm. Such bliss was a first for them, but the first of many more they'd share in the future.

Numerous birds flew over the blue sky, some of which they tracked to the ocean, watching them dive into the water to snag a meal. Watching them ended up giving Kiran an idea.

Sitting up, he kept his hand looped around his blonde lover. "Mercedes, how'd you feel about giving my cooking a chance?"

"Your cooking? You mean the same cooking that I've heard Askr's finest chefs praising?" It was an ego boost with a sliver of truth to it. Cooking had been one of the areas he'd found himself putting in effort to improve in. Kiran didn't feel comfortable calling himself a master chef, he still felt like he had a couple of miles to go.

But any fear or doubt he might have had vanished as he envisioned his now girlfriend tasting his food. He'd take her praise, accept her criticism, and do his best to make her feel as happy and satisfied as she'd left him.

Grinning, he looped both arms around her. "That same cooking. I'd love your feedback."

Squealing in delight, she wrapped her arms around his neck and brought him in for a kiss. "I'd be delighted, Kiran!"

Laughing, he fully hoisted the sorceress blonde into his arms and began to walk back the way they came. Lunchtime was a little past do, but he was sure Mercedes wouldn't mind. He was also hopeful she wouldn't mind him cooking dinner. Whenever it came to the Blue Lions, he felt a blooming urge to taste his cooking abilities. For the lioness in his arms, that desire morphed into an urge to cook the best meal he could make. A similar wish, no, promise, took shape within Mercedes.

Both sentiments were temporarily shattered when the new couple were reminded of the…state of being they were in.

"GAAAAH!"

"OH MY!"

Kiran and Mercedes sprinted through the bushes back to their secluded little beach side, their whole faces burning red with steam rolling out of their ears. The same could be said for Gaius and Cordelia, the latter of whom was discovering a new shade of red that exceeded that of her hair.

Her lover coughed into his fist, seemingly recovering faster than her. "So…I, uh…guess we'll have to find another spot, huh? I mean unless you think Kiran and Mercedes will be-"

"I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I k-k-k-k-know a place." The bikini-clad pegasus rider declared. Keeping her head low to obstruct her eyes, she grabbed her lover's hand and began to drag him to the east. "We speak not a word of what we just saw, Gaius. Not a word."

The candy-loving thief smiled as he practically threw himself onto his girlfriend's side. "My silence may have to be bought. It'll take something special."

By the time Kiran and Mercedes were clothed and ready, the Ylissean couple were nowhere to be found. The two sighed, actually laughed, in relief. Hand-in-hand, they walked down the path back to the main beach.

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The dog days of summer have been a scorcher, I can say that. Some of it had me dragging my feat in finishing this one, but I'm glad I did it. Mercedes is the first Three Houses girl I've done in this series, but she definitely won't be the last one. Normally, I prefer doing vanilla versions of characters before doing their swimsuit or alternate versions, but I had the start of this story sitting in my files since last year. Figured I might as well go for it, I can always do Mercedes' normal self another time. That's when I think I'll be able to dive a little more into her character. In the meantime, I hope you all enjoyed this One-Shot! Leave your thoughts in the reviews and until next time!