Changing the structure of a kingdom is not an easy process, nor a clean one. But for Tundra, taking out the corrupted overlord was certainly better than what was happening. Coincidentally, while regicide was being planned out, Blaze, the head guard of another lord has been stricken by her estrus cycle. But not wanting to risk appearing weak to the others, she maintains her position, despite the lewd looks she'd been feeling off her men. So when the night came, and Tundra was set to end the reign of the evil overlord, it wasn't until crashing into Blaze that he realized he was in the wrong castle.
-Story-
The den of the evening was within the medieval world of Mobius, but a shadow was moving under the night sky, hopping over a castle wall, and landing on its feet. The figure was covered by a black hood as he was sneaking around the castle, avoiding patrols, and looking around for his target. After awhile, he managed to get away and moved around to a more secluded area, and removed the hood revealing a silver wolf with messy white hair and looked around.
"Alright then," he said to himself as he looked around the room. This was a mobian wolf named Tundra, one of the few surviving ice clan wielders, and was known as the Winter Wolf of the West, one of the most notorious bounty hunters throughout the land.
"I think I can cut through here to try and arrive at the corrupt warlord that lives here and put an end to him," he said to himself. As he was about to walk forward, a pillar of flames shot up in front of him, forcing the young male to step backwards. More pillars of fire soon surround him as he hears the sound of metal heels clanking near him from the north.
"State your business knave," a female voice called out, getting the wolf's attention. "If you do not answer, I will burn you alive…"
Tundra simply smirks and he pulls his blade from his back and with a single swing, causes pillars of ice to emerge where the flame pillars appeared, revealing a purple feline standing in front of him. She looked very sexy compared to most knights, but her outfit could be generously described as, "armored underwear". The feline knight wore a plated, gold encrusted bra that held her large chest firmly in place, and a set of panties with a plate of silver over her crotch, a large sapphire resting in the center. She sported white silk garments that caressed her arms and thighs that were in term clad in armored boots and gauntlets, the ends of the silken wear holding onto her shining purplish pink fur with golden bands.
"Sorry doll face, but I don't answer to those when I have a target that I need to go after," he answered as he pointed his sword towards her. The female knight simply sighs as she pulls out her rapier and enters her stance.
"Fine knave," she said as she poised herself, ready for combat. "I will get my answers from you, one way or another. Prepare yourself!"
The faint glow of the room bloomed into a blinding light as Sir Percival ignited the seams of her armor, the flash nearly blinding the bounty hunter. With practiced ease of a decade of dueling and executions, the Knight's rapier split the air before it with a burning hiss as it lunged towards the hunter's neck.
Though his eyes were closed, Tundra knew the telltale whistle of a blade aiming to end his life. With a lifetime of instinct taking over, his hand drew the shimmering blue blade from his hip and swatted the rapier away.
The Knight gasped as she watched Tundra duck under her, eyes still closed as his right leg kicked out to catch her from below. Knocked off her feet, Sir Percival quickly ducked in on herself, tucking into a roll while lighting a wall of fire behind her, sweeping around and unleashing a blast of flame into the intruder. Smirking, the still blinded hunter thrust his icy blade into the blast. A shockwave erupted from the steam that boiled on contact with the frozen sword, knocking Percival back a step as the resulting dust and fog obscured the wolf from her view.
"Not half bad, gorgeous," the wolf's voice chuckled. "You've definitely got some skill."
Honing on the source of the voice, Percival performed a cartwheel in the opposite direction, kicking her legs out to toss fireballs. Once she was on her feet again, a blue glow caught her from the left. With barely any time to guard, her rapier's brace buckled and groaned. The grip chilled her to the bone, the icy blade's bite punching through even her weapon and armor. Thinking quickly, she grabbed his wrist with one hand before jumping off and plunging her boots into his gut. Rolling over, Tundra grabbed whatever he could before she managed to toss him into a wall.
"I will admit that you have some skill, but you will not defeat me," Percival said, taking a wide stance.
"Yeah that's what a lot of those assholes tell me before I bury them six feet under," he followed up entering a combat stance with his blade. "I'd at least like to know the name of my opponent before I go after your leader and kill him."
Growling, she grit her teeth and willed her blade to ignite with white-hot flame. "You will only know me by the name I was knighted with and that is Percival. You will be killed before and harm comes to my king!"
The wolf's stance went low as he hefted the glacial blade over his shoulder. At his new height, he picked up a faintly sweet smell.
'Hmm, must have cracked a bottle of wine or something,' he dismissed.
The Knight danced with her sword, her legs tracing across the ground with the grace of a ballerina as she unleashed strikes of fire and flame with every motion. Had the hunter a moment to admire her form, he would admit the beauty of her technique. As he was now, he barely had the time to even move, the space between each attack nearly a hair's breadth from bisecting him with roiling plasma. Every step, dodge, duck and dive drove the hunter giddy, however. It'd been an age and a half since the last time he'd fought so hard just to keep alive, and the fact that the shining silver and pink knight was as a sight to behold as she was to engage was the icing atop this sweet roll.
Bounding off of the wall, Tundra plunged his blade into the ceiling and sliced, the rock and stone above him freezing instantly and pouring a mound of ice and slush atop the Knight. She easily slipped between the largest chunks, her rapier catching the ones she deemed necessary to retaliate against. Steam wafted from contact, the wolf and cat engaged in a ranged dance where each projectile was met with a perfect parry, followed by another launched bit of their preferred element.
Eventually, Tundra ran out of stones to freeze and dove straight down at the Knight. A ring of fire shrouded Percival as she flared her armor, trying to blind him again. However, he was prepared, and guarded his eyes with his sword before he spawned a shield of shining ice. With her own flash reflected at her through the steam, Percival cried as she was blinded, raising her flames to cover her as she stumbled back. The wolf capitalized on her falter, and hurled his sword into the ground beneath her. A small quake was all the warning Percival would be afforded before a glacier erupted from beneath her, quenching the flames and sending her into the air. Kicking with both feet, Tundra hit her abdomen with enough force to send the Knight sprawling on the ground before he landed hands-first on his blade's pommel. Flipping over and smirking, he slashed the air with a wave of chilled mist, knocking the Knight's rapier away from her reach before he stood triumphantly over her.
"Well well well, little kitty," he said, "looks like you were a little too hot-headed for your own good."
Rubbing her eyes and growling, Percival looked up at the imposing figure of the wolf before she blinked, looking at a familiar piece of armor in his offhand. Realizing what it was, she looked down and her face burned red.
"You… you disgusting ruffian!" she cried, covering up her crotch.
Tundra blinked, taken aback by her change in tone. Scratching his head, he clanked himself in the head with something in his left hand. Taking a look, he gawked at the sight of the Knight's armored panties in his grasp, the center cloth noticeably damp.
"Oh. Uh, whoops?" he said. "Guess I, uh… grabbed this when you threw me?"
The blushing Knight looked ready to beat him to death as he took a step back, sheathing his blade before tossing them across the floor.
Sir Percival checked the wolf's face and saw his noticeable blush, and how he averted his gaze. Despite having broken into the castle to apparently kill the King, she had to admit that, in the moment, he did have a certain appeal from this angle. Taking advantage of her current situation, she hatched an idea to get an edge.
"W-well, since you already took them off…"
Tundra turned his head to her as she removed her hands and spread her legs, showing off her needy, puffy pussy.
"Would you like a closer look?" she teased.
The wolf's eyes nearly bugged out of his head as he leaned down to stare into the Knight's quivering flower. Just as he bent down low enough, Percival slammed her boots on either side of his head and kicked him in the jaw.
As he laid on the ground, reeling in shock and pain, Percival hopped back to her feet and picked up her rapier.
"Honestly, you men are all the same," she said. "Get a whiff and a glimpse of a girl in season and you forget you're fighting for your life."
From his position on the ground, Tundra growled before leaning on his hands and throwing himself upright and drawing his sword once more.
"Alright, I was trying to go easy before, but now I'm pissed off!" he roared.
Swinging his blade in a wide arc through the ground, waves of ice surged at the Knight, ripping the ground apart behind every strike. Shrouding herself in a thin sheen of flame, she weaved between his attacks before feigning a thrust for his chest. As he raised his sword to block the fake attack, she managed to kick his feet out from under him and delivered a spinning kick to his suspended body.
When he skidded along the ground, he clawed into the dirt while pumping it full of magic, freezing the ground and erecting dozens of spikes. Percival managed to step atop one of the jagged points and stood with a smile on her face.
"Where's the bravado from before, pup?" she mocked. "If all it takes to trip you up is flashing a little fur once, it's a wonder-"
The ice beneath her crunched as Tundra punched the surface, frozen blades chasing the cat as she stepped back. Backflipping over the tide of ice swords, she flashed a wave of fire to propel herself onto the wall. Latching on with a firm grip with her claws, she crouched against its surface as she watched the hunter charged his sword with a blinding blue light. Holding a hand behind her back, she prepared to strike and launched herself.
Halfway through the air, she smirked as she snapped open her bra, letting the plated mail fall away to reveal her bouncing, bountiful boobs. At the sight of the now naked Knight, the hunter paused mid-swing and nearly dropped his sword. Taking advantage of the pause, she leveled her rapier with his throat and slammed it home.
To her shock, however, the moment the tip made contact with his flesh, it merely slid off of his neck. The entire blade skidded over his neck, and all it managed to effectively do was punch him in the trachea with the blunt guard.
Eyes filled with rage, Tundra grabbed her wrists and rolled over her, carrying the momentum to slam her hard enough into the ground to crack the ice. A twist in his grip managed to free her Leviathan blade from her grasp and he quickly planted a boot to her gut, pinning her down with her own sword at her throat.
Panting and snarling, the hunter glared at the low-laid Knight beneath his heel. Looking upon the enraged intruder, with no options and no tricks left up her proverbial sleeve, Sir Percival sighed as she raised her hands.
"I admit my defeat," she said, turning her head away from him, "and yield to you."
"Got a lot of nerve fighting real dirty like that and pretend you're some high and mighty noble Knight," he said. "Honestly, though, it was pretty hot. But I'm not here for that, just the head of your bastard warlord. If you're as smart as you are talented, you'll leave Hoarushu to his fate and go find work somewhere else."
The knight blinked, then tilted her head before gawking at him.
"Wha… Overlord Hoarushu? What does he have to do with this!?"
"Um, everything? I'm here to kill him."
"Overlord Hoarushu lives in the Bristlewood Swamplands five hundred miles to the East!"
A tense moment of silence hung in the air, the words cutting into the hunter deeper than any blade had.
"What?"
"This is the realm of Arthur, Lord of the Roundtable and King of Kings! How did you not know you're in the completely wrong part of the world!?"
"Agh, son of a bitch!" He shouted as he walked away from Blaze and began a massive cursing rant. Blaze just looked at him bewildered at the fact that a hunk like him actually defeated her.
"Um, excuse me?" she asked, and he stopped his cursing rant. "Are you done with your vulgar tone of words?"
"Look! I'm really fucking bad at directions, alright!?" he shouted, scratching the back of his head. "FUCK!"
With the scream of rage, he threw the Knight's sword into the ground before punching a wall. Sitting upright, Sir Percival tried to hide her decency with her hands alone, blushing as she spoke.
"So… what shall you do with me now?"
Sighing, the hunter turned to face her."Excuse me?"
"You… y-you won, ruffian. I have been defeated, and owe my life to your mercy. What plans do you have for me now?" she added, turning away from him slightly, her cheeks turning red.
The wolf shook his head and shrugged.
"Got a better map somewhere?"
Sir Percival gawked, astonished by his answer.
"E-excuse me!? Just a map!? That's what you're demanding of me?"
"I mean… yeah, no shit. I'm clearly lost as all hell if I ended up in King Arthur's fucking castle."
"Oh. Well, I suppose so, yes. Indeed. Very well, I believe I have a spare map in my possession in my quarters."
"Great, so if you tell me-"
"Tut tut!" she said, waggling a finger at him. "I cannot trust a meager peasant who got himself so hopelessly lost by hundreds of miles to find my private quarters by his lonesome! You'd likely die of thirst getting lost in these enchanted halls. I shall simply take you there myself."
She walked up to the blushing wolf and grabbed his hand.
"Wait, wha-"
The two were engulfed in light as they disappeared from the underground rooms. Far in the corner, a door opened up to Sir Gallahad, a scroll and pen in his hands.
"Finally, I can finish up organizing the storage and-" he stopped mid sentence as he looked at the state of the grand hall that was utterly destroyed by ice and fire attacks. "OH GODS DAMN IT! What the hell happened here?"
At the same time, Sir Lamorak walks in to join his friend in the library and he sees the extent of the damage.
"Welp, I'm not cleaning this up," he says and he walks out of the room, leaving a flustered Galahad behind.
Far in the inner recesses of the castle, Sir Percival and Tundra winked into existence. The wolf suddenly fell over and panicked, panting heavily as he crouched.
"Fuck! Warn me before you do that shit again! I fucking hate teleporting!" he screamed, shaking like a wet dog.
Percival stared at him and sighed, rubbing her eyes.
'I can't believe I'm about to do this,' she thought to herself.
"Good sir, I have a map somewhere in here, I know for sure. I shall reward you shortly. Just allow me a moment to find it."
Tundra shuddered as he stood up, still weary from the effects of teleporting. He looked at the knight and turned his gaze when he realized that she was, in fact, still naked. Currently, he got a nice view of her back, the shape of her ass and thighs easily drawing his gaze. Pulling up, he could barely see a nipple from the side as she looked in a large dresser. When she looked at him, he quickly turned away, whistling. When he saw her turn away, he spoke.
"So, uh… you, wanna get dressed? I could step out, and-"
"Shan't be necessary, this won't be but a moment," she said. "The sooner you have your prize, the sooner you may leave."
"Right. Riiight."
He looked around the immaculately decorated room, taking in the sight of the lush quarters. Purple carpets and drapes stood out brilliantly against the pure white marble and gold adornments. Atop a table were some items that served to further embarrass the wolf, namely a large phallic rod of plastic, surrounded by large clumps and puddles.
'Jeez, for a knight she's got no shame,' he thought.
"So, uh… what's with the goop puddles on your desk?"
"Oh… those? Well, I assume you've noticed that I am a talented Pyrokinetic, correct?"
"You know, after dodging all those fireballs and the whole fire motif, I never would have guessed until you mentioned it just now."
"Hmm. Well, the power of heat carries itself far deeper than just being able to cast fire from my being. It also changes the way my body works. I cannot become sick in the cold, I'm somewhat immune to fire and high temperatures… and my heat cycle is disgustingly intense."
He turned to face her at the mention of her heat, and caught a wonderful sight. The Knight was bent over a drawer, legs spread and tail aside, giving Tundra a perfect view of her ass and leaking pussy. The scent from earlier returned, a dozen times stronger, and with it, he felt heat well up in his loins as well.
'Oh shit, down boy!'
"Well, if that's the case, then-"
"I don't think you understand, good sir," she said. "Every other Knight of the Roundtable is betrothed. I cannot sate my thirst with my comrades lest I face expulsion from my Knighthood. Every toy I use burns away under my heat. But you… you and your ice powers not only are resistant to my own, but you've even overwhelmed me. I apologize that I cannot provide a map for your journey, so another prize will have to do. Will you accept the prospect," she purred, turning her head to wink at him, "of fucking me raw all season?"
Tundra's face was red, both from the embarrassment from the knight that he just defeated asking him to basically raw dog her, and at the excitement of being able to impregnate one of the legendary knights of the round table.
"Alright Lady Percival, I'll take you up on your offer," he told her and the vixen knight smiled in response. The sounds of his clothing hitting the floor were heard and before Blaze would have the chance to even turn around, she felt something long and hard slapping against her ass. Turning around, she is stunned to see what he was packing. He was actually carrying a cock that would've been mistaken as a third leg if anyone saw it. The throbbing appendage already had bulging veins when she saw it and the masculine scent that it was radiating was enticing to her. She could feel the heat from it on her ass as he grinds his length between her shapely birthing hips. Looking between her legs, she could clearly see the underside of his scrotum and his heavy nut sack, each testicle being the size of a softball.
"You poor soul," she teased, rubbing her ass against his legs, waiting for him to enter her. "You probably must be so pent up after traveling for so long."
"I have fooled around a couple of times, but I never met anyone like you Lady Percival," Tundra followed up.
"Oh please, I think we're far past formalities at this point. If you're going to go at me like this, I permit you my real name. After all, I want you to scream it in ecstasy properly. You may call me, Blaze."
"Okay then Blaze," he added, his cock tip poking at her warm and wet cavern. "I hope you're ready for my mighty sword."
"I'm already naked and bent over, could you please just stick it in already?" she told him with a dull stare.
"Just wanted it to sound fun," he added as he pushed forward, making Blaze moan out. Tundra groaned at how tight Blaze was, her pussy squeezing against his cock and he was only half way inside of her.
'How was he able to fight me with such a beast?' she thought to herself, shuddering as her claws dug further into the dresser that she was against. With how big he was, she could also feel a chilling sensation when his dick met with her pussy. It was as if she had jumped into a fresh pile of snow that went through her body.
'Damn, it's no wonder she turned all those dildos into goo,' she said to himself, feeling her velvet like walls clamping down on him. Tundra groaned as he could feel how hot and tight that she was, but was also very warm and welcoming. It felt as if he was extremely close to a warm campfire as her vaginal walls clamped down tighter.
Blaze was panting as the warmth spread throughout his body as he felt the heat from her expelling out more and more. Steam began to fill the room as Blaze eagerly waited for Tundra to start moving, her armored claws digging into the dresser more and more. But Tundra wanted to wait for her to stop clamping down onto his cock first for him to move. After awhile, she began to relax, Tundra not feeling her pussy clamping down on him like a vice grip, but she was still very tight for him to enjoy.
"Come on…" she groaned, turning back to Tundra, the want and need clearly showing in her slit eyes.. "Start moving already."
Tundra was eager to start moving with how inviting and welcoming that Blaze was. He slowly pulls his dick tip out of her pussy. He waited until the tip was only left inside and then thrust forward, his cock kissing her cervix tip. Blaze let out a yelp, feeling his cock tip kissing her cervix again, her body shuddering from the literal shockwave of pleasure that she just felt. She bit into her lower lip, feeling how deep he was going, wanting to enjoy this feeling more and more.
Tundra kept a slow and steady rhythm and he could feel her pussy tighten when he tried to pull away, but loosen whenever he re-entered her. His grip on her soft ass tightened, wanting more and more of her soft flesh, causing Blaze to moan, feeling his claws digging into her soft ass. Blaze's pussy continued to leak more and more, as she continued to press her ass against Tundra's pelvis, wanting to try and take more and more of his cock in her pussy, wanting to feel the fust mast, but so far, she could only get half of it in her lower hole. After awhile, Blaze let out a yelp when she felt a pair of hands reaching up to her soft breasts, and began to massage and knead them.
"H… hey… gentle" she gasped, feeling his fingers dig into her soft fleshy mounds, feeling his fingers sink into her breasts "I'm really sensitive there… I might… I might…"
"You could've stopped me anytime, but you didn't," Tundra simply responded as he continued to massage her soft mounds, going as far as to tweak and tease her nipples.
"Ah! But I… ooo, too late," said the blushing Blaze as Tundra began to feel something wet and sticky leaking from her nipples. Raising an eye in confusion, he brought one of his hands back up to find a sticky white liquid covering it.
"What the- is that… milk?" he asked Blaze, who blushed in embarrassment and nodded.
"I try to avoid having my chest touched at all, and it only gets worse for me if I don't take care of my needs," she added as she tensed up, feeling his hands teasing her nipples again.
"Now I get it," he added as he leaned over her his broad chest pressing into her back. She blushed harder in response, as he opened his mouth and licked at her ear, making the fiery feline shudder. "You held yourself back for so long, that you have a reputation of the unbreakable knight, that if this got out, you'd have trouble trying to rebuild that reputation."
"Y…Yes," she admitted through moans, as she blushed harder. "My allies do know of my true colors. But I worry that once I let loose, they won't respect me as a knight anymore."
"Then don't worry about it," he told her with a lustful smirk as he licked her ear more and more. "I think you and I are kindred spirits Blaze. We're both cursed by our powers that we won't be able to find love anywhere."
"Wh…what do… you mean?" she asked him through pants.
"We're both… cursed by… our powers," he said between thrusts. "I could never…get a girlfriend…because of…my ice…" He adds, one of his hands snaking its way down to her pussy. "I'm afraid…that I'd turn them…into a living…ice statue. But you…" he follows up by pinching her clit making her flinch and moan. "You're afraid of lighting someone on fire… but now we don't have to worry about that… since we can unleash our pent up frustrations right here…right now!"
He gets even rougher with Blaze, now thrusting his hips in and out of her, slamming his cock in and out of her. Each time he slammed his cock into her cunt, her big bubbly ass rippled hard, and made her scream shamelessly as she felt the pleasure in her body intensify. More steam began to envelope the room as Blaze was left a panting mess. The feeling of his dick inside of her, even her biggest dildos could never get that deep and he wasn't even fully inside of her yet. Tundra continued to grope and squeeze her soft breasts, but the way her tails swished back and forth as he continued to fuck her was enticing to him. So when Blaze was expecting it, he opens his mouth and bites down on the tip of Blaze's tail.
"AAAAAAAHHHH!" Blaze yelped as it prompted the exact reaction that Tundra got from her. Blaze grit her teeth as she rides out her first earth shattering orgasm, and her pussy clamps down onto his rod. Tundra grunts, feeling how much tighter she was as her pussy was squeezing onto his wolf cock, her juices splashing against his pelvis. Blaze's armored claws soon punctured the dresser, completely crushing as she rode out her orgasm and felt her body relax as she calmed down from her orgasm high. She slowly fell forward on what was left of the pile, as Tundra began to feel her pussy loosen onto his cock.
'Damn, she knows how to clench a guy,' Tundra thought to himself as he relaxed and looked down at his now soaked cock. His pelvis was coated in Blaze's scent and he was surprised how much she released from her loins. 'Anymore and I would've cum…'
"Fuck, you really know how to squeeze a guy huh?" Tundra asked as he looked at Blaze. But he suddenly got worried when he looked down. "Blaze, are you okay?"
He noticed what happened to her and saw that she was left a panting mess after drenching his pelvis with her juices. The Dresser that she laid against was pretty much destroyed and no doubt would leave splinters since she fell into it. But when he looked over at her, surprisingly there were no splinters where she was. There were only small embers and a pile of ash where she was laying, and she was still panting from the intense orgasm that she felt.
"Blaze?" he asked again as he got closer to her. He would suddenly hear heavy panting as she groggily stood up and looked back at Tundra. Tundra wanted to make sure that she was okay, but he noticed the state her eyes were in. Her pupils dilated to slits as she had hearts in her eyes and emitted a low growling. Before Tundra could utter another word, she let out a feral moan as she pounced on Tundra and pinned him onto the bed. He landed with a low 'oof' as Blaze crawled on top of him, her amber eyes glaring into his icy blue sapphire eyes.
"That was a dirty trick, biting the tip of my tail like that," she growled, but it wasn't out of frustration, it was more of arousal if anything else as she licked her lips in response. Her body felt as if it were literally of fire, but her heat was driving her thoughts elsewhere. "I never knew that I could feel something like that," she muttered, licking her lips. "Let's see what other new sensations you can make me feel!"
She looked behind her to see that he was still rock hard, but pre was still leaking from his tip. Smirking, she turned around and began to grind her ass against his pelvis. He thought that she was going to simply ride him at first until he felt both of his legs grabbed into her armored claws. He felt his lower half lifted in the air as Blaze was on her knees, licking her lips at the throbbing cock that was grinding between her pussy. It was still twitching, but Blaze had a look of want and need on her face to show that she wasn't showing any mercy. More steam filled the room as her soaked pussy was grinding his dick, and he had to brace himself for what was going to happen. She even wrapped her long tail around his waist to prevent him from running away and her tail being grabbed again. Soon, she raised her shapely hips to align his dick tip with her burning hot pussy, and she didn't even wait for it. Her switch was turned on from the moment he made her cum, and she was going to enjoy every moment of this. With a single thrust, she forced herself down on his cock, and let out a throaty moan, feeling how deep the monster was kissing the back of her molten core.
"Fuck," Tundra groaned, feeling how much tighter her womb felt. But it wasn't just the tightness, but it was the inside of her womb that was what was new for him. Her insides felt much hotter than before, mainly her womb as it felt like his dick entered a furnace. He was lucky that he had his ice powers, since I doubt that any guy that managed to push past her womb, would probably have their dick melted off. He was about to sit up, when he felt his legs grabbed by her and being held upward as she craned her head to look back at him with a sinister grin. She licked her lips as she opened her mouth to speak.
"Do you feel the radiating heat from my burning cave?," she added, grinding her pelvis against his, really wanting to feel his size. She could feel her stomach bulging out from the size of his cock alone, and she only got even more lustful. "Most that normally enter here have to be in the hospital when my urges get out of control. You were the first to make me cum, and now I want more. So I do hope you'll be able to last longer than the others have."
Tundra didn't even get a chance to respond as Blaze slowly raised her hips off of his pelvis. As soon as the tip was the only thing left inside of her pussy, she immediately slammed her hips down onto his pelvis. Tundra let out a grunt from the sudden slam and Blaze let out a moan feeling his cock bulging out her stomach. She wasn't letting up as she was starting off in an aggressive rhythmic motion to feel his cock scraping and massaging her insides. Tundra could feel how tight her pussy was as it felt like she was trying to squeeze the life out of him. He looked up to see that Blaze was in her one little world and with her facing him, he could clearly see the lewdness on her face, as she continued to play with her new 'toy.' But something else was growing inside of Tundra as he stared into her eyes. His own eyes began to go slit as he felt something burning up inside of him, but he didn't act on it yet. He was waiting for his chance.
Meanwhile, Blaze was lost in her own little world of pleasure. Last time she lost control and took it out on her colleagues and they could barely keep up with her intense sessions. But Tundra was a special case. She honestly didn't expect him to last this long. The knights pride themselves on enduring any hardships, but he wasn't even a knight. He was a mercenary for hire and a very powerful one at that. She feels that she may have found her eternal mate to quench her burning urges after all this time. She continued to bounce and ride him as she could feel his dick hitting all of the right places inside of her. Not even Sir Lancelot, the second best to King Arthur, could be able to reach her this deep. The bulge that was showing in her belly showed ath she was enjoying her prize and she was intent on keeping him. The sounds of wet squelching only grew louder as she was eager to make him cum. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth as drool started to pool onto the tip of her tongue. She was so entranced by his size that she didn't realize that her tail started to loosen up around his waist. This was where Tundra would seize his chance.
With a smirk, he grips both of her soft legs, and letting out a ferla groan, he starts to shift himself forward, much to Blaze's shock and surprise. She stopped bouncing on him and with his strength, forced himself forward, and pushed her onto the frame of the bed. She was about to turn around to face him, but he immediately grabbed her tail ,and yanked it hard. The sudden rough yanking again, made her let out a feral moan as her entire body shuddered and she felt her body grow weak. Her pussy tightened around his cock and Tundra felt the heat from her crotch getting more and more intense, but he didn't let it bother him. Something snapped inside of him and the thought of making her his bitch was all the more enticing to him. He could feel her riding out another orgasm, her juices splashing against his pelvis as she let out a throaty moan and her armored claws digging into the sheets and mattress. She was left panting again, but she suddenly felt herself jerked backwards towards Tundra's chest.
"Getting ahead of yourself aren't we?" he growled as he reached forward and roughly groped her rather supple chest. He pulled and teased her nipples making her fresh milk squirt out again as Blaze could only squirm against him. He follows up by nipping the left side of her neck, making her shudder as she bites her lower lip."Sorry little kitty, but I'm not someone to tame so easily."
He suddenly pushes her forward and onto the edge of the bed, her milk laden breasts staining the sheets again as he starts thrusting. His cock was constantly being squeezed by her burning furnace, but he was lost in pleasure as his predatory instincts took over. He wanted to tame her, he wanted her to know that she was his property. Blaze was thinking the same thing. She wanted him, and didn't want anyone else to claim her prize. She wanted to milk him of all that he was worth, eager to drain him dry. Her armored claws dug into the bed, literally tearing into the mattress as well as the bed sheets. Tundra was still thrusting into her like a wild animal and Blaze was enjoying herself letting the beast have his way with her for now, but she knew that she wasn't going to be done with him. His feral grunts and her carnal moans were the only thing echoing throughout the room as they let their lust fully take over. His claws dug into her ass more and more as her claws dug into the bedframe. By how much he was playing with her ass, she could feel his bulge throbbing slightly. At the same time, she felt what seemed to be a lump at the base of his cock. She gets a feral smile realing what was going on.
'Fuck…is he about to cum…?' she thought to herself, eager to feel him blow his first load into her. She wouldn't have time to relish at the thought of it though as she felt him slowing down.
She was about to protest, until she felt his hands grabbing her waist and one of her legs, forcing her to turn over onto her back. She yelped in surprise, she felt her heart beating faster as he pressed his hands into the bed, his predatory grin, making Blaze's arousal grow even more. Tundra then grabs her arms, holding them over her head. He didn't even waste time as he started thrusting again, making her scream in pleasure. His cock was now back within her burning cave and he started thrusting in and out of her, her carnal scream increasing in volume. Instinctively, she wrapped her legs behind him, not wanting him to pull out. She could feel his knot trying to enter her as his thrusts became more erratic. Blaze bit her lower lip, eager to feel the full force, but what Tundra does next shocks her. He bites into her shoulder, leaving some shallow teeth marks, and in her shock, she lets out a feral moan, her pussy clamping down onto his cock once again. At the same time he did that, he pushed his knot into her pussy and the sudden tightness of her pussy got the reaction that she wanted. He lets out a feral moan, as his balls finally clenched and he floods her womb with his fertile semen. Blaze's body quaked in pleasure as he filled her womb, her stomach bulging slightly as his cock twitched, unloading his pent up frustration inside of the fiery vixen. He grinds his hips as he thrusts into her, his cum filling her up more and more, until he feels himself relax as he releases his bite with the now dazed Blaze. He was left panting as he could see hearts in her eyes.
"Damn, that three times you squeezed on my dick Blaze," he grunted, as he finally calmed down and relaxed. In doing so, he could see the state that she was in. She was left a drooling mess as she finally loosened up her pussy. Her tongue hung out of her mouth as hearts were in her eyes. She enjoyed it and she wanted to relish into the pleasure more. As she laid there, she weekly looked up at the still horny Tundra.
"You…ravaged…me… like a…possessed…demon…" she panted, glaring into Tundra's predatory eyes.
"You're on to talk with the way you pounced on me earlier," he growled, one oof his hands roughly groping her ample bosom. "Your legs are still wrapped around me like a vice."
"I didn't… want you… pulling out… at all," she added with a smirk, letting out a moan as he pinched her leaking nipples. "I haven't… felt so satisfied… in a long time. And I don't believe… you're done with me yet…"
"Never said I was," he told her. "Especially with how tight you're still clinging to me with those thick thighs of yours."
"Then are we going to continue?" she asks, enthusiastically.
"Thought you'd never ask," he said with a smile on his face.
"Don't even think about holding back on me," she told him, sitting up and tossing what little remained of her armor onto the floor.
"Wasn't planning too," he told her as he locked lips with her and started thrusting in and out of her again.
-Four Hours Later-
Walking down the hallways of the castle, Sir Gawain(Knuckles) and Sir Lancelot(Shadow) were just finishing up training at the grounds and walking with each other down the halls.
"Why does patrol have to be so boring nowadays?" Gawain said in annoyance. "When was the last time we had any action?"
"We shouldn't always be battle ready," Lancelot said in annoyance, trying to defuse the situation.
"I mean come on, when are we actually called out for action out in the wilds nowadays? Most threats involve some wildlife or farmers angry at taxes. Every time there's a real threat, the King usually deals with it and we're just there to clean up."
"I'm aware. At this point, we're just castle sitting," Lancelot said. "I don't care what the Oath says or if I lose my seat, if the King asks me to miss out on my daughter's harp performance at school to patrol these dusty halls again, I'm blasting his crown off of his head."
"Seriously, shouldn't we-"
Lancelot's hand met Gawain's mouth, motioning for him to be silent. They stopped and listened, ears honing in on what was an unordinary sound.
"Hear that?" Lancelot said.
"Yeah, sounds of a struggle," Gawain said. "And I smell smoke, too."
The two rushed down the halls, turning to the barracks where they'd heard the source. Screeching to a halt, the two gulped as they stared down the smoking doorway of Blaze's room. They could hear her voice coming through it now, and shared a look.
"I'm not going in there," they both said.
"Why aren't you going?" Lancelot asked in annoyance.
"You know exactly why," Gawain added.
"Look, last time I walked in on her at this kind of time, I needed a bath of healing potions to recover," Gawain said.
"Yeah, I still have scars from when she… initiated me back then." Lancelot followed up.
"What about Lamorak and Galahad?" Gawain added. "Last I saw them, Galahad had a broken pelvis and Lamorak had both of his legs in casts. It also didn't help that he was telling her no and it only made her more violent, to the point where she gagged him."
A loud crash echoed through the hall, cracks and fractures spider webbing across the stone wall. Steam poured through the cracks, the two knights sweating at the thought of being a victim under the cat's furious heat. They both shivered and quietly walked away, fearing for anyone who was caught by the fiery feline. They both hurried off so fast, that neither of them noticed the ice that was filling in the cracks.
-Eight Hours Later-
A pair of maids were walking down the hall to try and clean up the remaining rooms, both of which were rabbits. One was much taller of the two and the other was very young.
"Mom, how many more rooms do we have to clean?" the young rabbit said to the much older and bustier rabbit that was walking next to her. They were walking towards the rooms that were down the halls to make sure that everything was set up.
"Just a few more and we should be done for the night, Cream," she added with a smile on her face. "We just need to make a stop at Blaze's room to-"
The sounds of crashes and smashing as well as the feral grunts and moans from Blaze's room stopped them in their tracks. Vanilla's face was bright red as she realized what was going on in there, but her daughter seemed to let her imagination run wild.
"Mommy, is Blaze wrestling with someone?" she asked, looking at the flustered mother.
"Y-yes, they are honey," Vanilla barely managed to say with a nervous smile but composed herself. "And judging by the sounds, it must be intense."
"Doesn't Miss Blaze tend to get a little too rough when it comes to sparring with the other knights?" Cream asked. Vanilla shuddered as she heard of the horror stories that involved the other male knights whenever Blaze needed 'relief' because of her powerset. She even treated them as they mostly had beaten and bruised pelvises when it came to Blaze's 'sessions.'
"Well, judging by who she's sparring with," she added as she pulled out what looked to be a mysterious stone from her pocket. Throwing it on the ground, a bright flashing showed up and where the stone was was a set of potions that were on the floor. "I think they'll appreciate these and I really don't want to deal with any injuries that they have right now."
"Shouldn't we mention this to the king as well?" Cream mentioned pointing to the white steam that was emitting from the room.
"There's no need, and I don't think that they'd want to be bothered," Vanilla added as she took out a do not disturb sign and left a note behind on the potions for Blaze and her so-called victim that was currently with her. Another contingency that Vanilla implemented was soundproofing the entire room to make sure that no one would be bothered by the sounds that Blaze and whoever that she was with were making right now. She then scooped up her daughter and walked away with a red face.
'I'm paying a visit to that young blacksmith later,' she thought to herself as she walked away from Blaze's room.
-14 hours later-
Queen Sally and Paladin Amy were walking with each other down the halls of the castle, sparking up a simple conversation
"MY queen, did you see Lancelot and Gawain?" Amy said as she walked with her queen. "They looked as if they'd seen a ghost or something."
"I haven't," she told her paladin. "But it is strange that they would be like that. The last time that happened was when a 'certain someone' physically and emotionally scarred them."
"Considering I work with Percival after she introduced me to the others, they could only shudder around her." Amy followed up. "At first it was because I thought that she made them uncomfortable, but after hearing the horror stories that they brought up of her and the scars that she'd leave, it took me a while to process all of that."
"Her pyromancy does grant her power, but it adds the effect of an unbearable heat," Sally added. "I still have yet to find a mate to meet her 'standards' so that the others won't be 'taken' if she's in the mood."
"You think that she might be alright?" Amy added.
"I was actually going to go check on her," Sally added. "Would you care to join me?"
"Couldn't hurt to look," Amy added, eager to see what was going on with her superior. After a while, Sally and Amy arrive at Blaze's Quarters, only to find that there was a Do Not Disturb sign hanging on the doorknob.
"That's strange," Amy said to her queen. "Normally her moans were the only warning for others to not bother her."
"Strange indeed," Sally added. She then looked around and noticed a spiderweb crack and what looked to be ice that covered it. "Why is there ice here?"
"Maybe we can see what's going on if you use a transparency spell," Amy suggested. "Maybe we can figure out why her room is muted."
Sally agrees with her Paladin, her hand alight with arcane power. She danced her glowing fingertips across the wall, making a rune that quickly rendered the portion of the wall drawn on transparent. The two balked at the sight, furniture frozen or burned, stains across the walls and floor, and surprisingly, another person in the room with Blaze. The man in question was steaming, literally, from the contact between himself and the feline knight, though they were shocked to see him standing at all. They were also amazed at Blaze's sudden reaction as he filled her up and her stomach slowly started to expand, but he was still going. Neither of them cared about what was around them as they locked lips with each other.
"Holy mother at the gates, she found a guy that can actually survive her heat!" the Paladin said.
"Indeed, she did," Sally said, nodding. "Impressive on his part, though I do wonder where he came from?"
"I'm wondering the same thing myself," Amy followed up.
"Don't you already have your husband Shadow?" Sally said in a dull tone.
"There's also you and Sonic."
"Let's just be happy that the other knights won't have to worry about getting pounced on again," Sally remarked.
"True." Sally then undoes her spell as both girls walk away from them leaving the two new lovers alone.
-3 Days later-
The sun was beaming through the room that both Blaze and Tundra were sleeping in, but the entire room was a complete mess. Three days have passed after the nonstop sexathon Tundra had with Blaze as everything in the room was trashed. They were still on the bed, but it was cracked in the center and there were several tears in the mattress that they were sleeping on. The dresser was turned to ashes, her bookshelf was destroyed, and there were slash marks, frost marks, and burn marks all over the room. The room was still covered in steam despite everything that happened. But it was nothing compared to the overwhelming scent of sex that permeated the room. Dampened sheets, burned carpets, frozen and burned furniture, cracks in the walls around them, and enough cum stains to paint an entire wall. What remained of Blaze's armor was tossed to the floor. And speaking of Blaze, she was slowly waking up.
"Hmm…" a female groan was heard in the room as the first to wake up was Blaze as she slowly tried to move. Only to struggle with doing so as she was sore all over. She let out another groan, feeling the pain that she was in and groggily opened her eyes to see what was going on. When she did so, she was finally able to see the state that she and her new lover were in.
"Oh goodness, he really did a number on me…" she said to herself seeing the amount of scratch marks and bruises that she and her new lover had. The bite marks on her shoulder also solidified that he belonged to her. She was aware of the type of wolf tribes and how they acted. Not to mention the state that her now bloated belly was in. She knew that she'd be filled to the brim, but having non stop sex for three days lead to her stomach looking as if she had an all you can eat buffet from one of King Arthur's parties. Easily the size of a XXXL beach ball as she could still feel the amount of cum sloshing around as she still had Tundra's dick inside of her, acting as a plug to keep any of it from escaping. Speaking of Tundra, he was still sound asleep underneath her. She could feel his chest against her back and she could hear his light snoring.
"Well, we can't stay in this cozy little nap forever," she groaned, sitting upright. "Now, let's see if the maidens heard anything while we were… busy."
Her stomach sloshing with every motion, Blaze staggered over to the doorway, her knees wobbling and pelvis aching after days of brutal coitus. Cracking the door open a hair, she saw a set of potions on the ground, with a pink note attached to them.
"Ah, Maiden Vanilla, you always prove yourself to be the best," she said, not needing to read the note to know who'd left it.
As she picked it up, she saw a sign on the door, reading, "Do NOT Disturb" hanging off of it. She smiled, glad that the maid had the foresight to provide her some cover. Taking the potion rack into her room, she set it on the floor next to what used to be a dresser and popped open the cork.
"GAH!" Tundra cried out, shooting upright in bed. "Who's there!? What happened!? I- oh! Oh, Blaze, it's just you."
"Didn't think that of all things would wake you up," she said, tossing him a bottle.
Catching it, he examined the glowing red substance before shrugging.
"Usually a light sleeper anyways, you make plenty of powerful, angry and stab-happy enemies in my line of work. Gotta say, last night… or, nights, were the best sleep of my life. But…"
"But, what?"
"I'm guessing I really shouldn't get used to that, huh?"
Blaze looked away for a moment before taking a swig of the potion. As soon as she did she felt relief roll over her body, some bruises and cuts healing instantly, though her belly stayed just as bloated.
"I wouldn't say that."
"Really? Why, you planning on hiring me?"
"Actually, you did put up an incredible fight before we… well," she gestured to the damage to her room. "The Round Table could definitely use a blade as skilled as yours, and I suppose… I wouldn't want to shoo off the first man to really make me happy in a long time."
He grinned widely.
"Well, whatever it takes to make the team, I'll do it."
"Great! You can start by cleaning my room."
No sooner than the words left her mouth that a piece of the ceiling came crashing down, dust coating Tundra's back.
"This is gonna take a while."
-Later/Throne Room-
King Arthur and Queen Sally were joined by their knights, Lancelot, Gawian, Galahad, Lamorak, Paladin Amy, and Percival, along with their new guest Tundra who was joined with them.
"So let me get this straight," King Arthur said as he was the first to Speak, seeing the new face. "You were originally going to kill an Overlord named Hoarushu in the Bristlewood Swamplands, but you made a wrong turn, got in a fight with one of my knights of the round table, and now you mated with her?"
"Yeah, pretty much," he said with a nervous tone. "I'm not good with directions."
"To best one of the five knights in a battle and best her in a Trial of endurance," Queen Sally said with a smile on her face, glancing at a now blushing Blaze. "I must say that is quite a feat that not many are able to accomplish."
'Better him than us,' Gawain thought to himself.
'At least I won't be turned into a prune again,' Galahad thought to himself.
"I'm just glad that she won't be attacking random knights anymore," Amy added, making Blaze's face flush red in response.
"Wait, what do you mean?" Tundra asked in confusion.
"Well we had to wipe their memories when they would wake up in the infirmary wondering how they were so injured," Sally added. "With how rough she was with them, they thought that they were attacked by a feral beast."
"Please…don't…" Blaze was covering her face in embarrassment having to relive those memories as it was all they could do to keep her reputation in check.
"Alright, no need to be nervous Blaze," she added with a smile, and then turned to Tundra. "Still, I must commend your for tending to one of our most powerful nights in her time of need. Even if you both got off on the wrong foot."
"Hey, she offered," he said with a snarky grin, glancing back at Blaze who responded by glaring at him. "Anyways, which way is west so I can go and kill this overlord?"
"Actually, I was going to ask if you would like us to aid you in killing this overlord," Sonic brings up, getting Tundra's attention.
"What do you mean?" he asked. "I was originally hired by someone to go and kill him."
"Well he's been trying to invade us for weeks now, and it's starting to get rather bothersome," Queen Sally added. "So we'd like for you to have our knights of the round table to join you on your quest."
"You'd really do that for me?"
"Given how you were able to tend to Lady Percivals' 'personal needs'," Queen Sally added with a smirk, making Balze, redder than her own flames. "I figured it'd be the least we can do after what has happened."
Tundra does turn to them and they all give him their answers.
"Normally I don't work well with mercenaries," Lancelot began. "But given your drive to only go after those whose hearts are clouded in darkness, I will join you in battle."
"I'm eager to get back out there to put a stop to this monster that is causing so many problems right now," Gawain followed up.
"I may not be as powerful as the other knights, but I can help lead people to safety," Galahad followed up.
"Other than King Arthur himself, no one can match me in speed," Lamorak added. "I'll aid you in any way I can."
"I'm still honor-bound to aid you after you bested me in battle, " Percival followed up. "But I at least want to see where this partnership will lead us in the future."
"I may not wield a blade like the others, but I'm not one to be underestimated," Amy followed suit as she summoned her hammer.
After hearing everyone's answers, Tundra turns back to the king and queen.
"Alright, I accept the offer,"
"Then I do hope we can have you as a new member of the round table knights, Sir Credo," Sally added with a smile. Tundra humbly accepted the offer as well as he joined the other knights on their conquest to finally rid OVerlord Hoarushu from the Bristlewood Swamplands forever. As the knights left, Sally and Arthur were now alone.
"It seems that my prediction came true, my love," she said as she stood up from her throne.
"It would appear so," he followed suit as King Arthur got up from his throne and walked with his wife. "But what about that other prediction you mentioned?"
"I felt a life blooming within Percival and yes, Tundra will be a valuable asset to the knights," Sally added.
"Then the new generation will be promising for the future of our kingdom?" the King added with a calm tone.
"Indeed they will," she added as she hugged her husband. "There was supposed to be another soul to aid the children in a dark threat, and that the new hero would be the next king."
"I see," he said with a smile on his face. "I guess when that happens I can retire with the woman I love."
"That makes two of us," Sally added, kissing her king on the lips, embracing in each other's arms.