"Ha-aaaah."

Princess Caeda audibly gasped over the constant squeaks from the mirror she'd been pressed against. Wind blew from the open window beside her. Her hands smeared the reflective glass that showed not only her lascivious state but the twisted man that took great relish in her mollification. That coupled with how his dick visibly pumped in and out of her puckered rear, would've been enough to make anyone else at least blush up a storm. And yet the most she offered him was a light dust of pink on her cheeks as she rolled and undulated her hips back to meet him.

The Citadel was mostly secure, and thus came a time to steal away. Nile's taunts had been effortlessly rebuffed by the Princess of Talys right up to his brash declaration of her 'insufficient needs in the bedchambers. Imagine his shock when she not only took him by the arm to this very room but even spread her globulous cheeks in invitation.

And ONLY her cheeks.

"Hmph. To think such a pure little princess would want it so rough… I must admit, you surprised me," Niles chuckled with a noticeable edge in his voice.

"Hmm, I su-suppose you're not too shabby yourself, Niles," She smiled back even as her cheek was rubbed over and over against the mirror. The one-eyed glance looked almost like a wink, or perhaps even a taunt to the one-eyed retainer who had stuffed her ass up.

"Oh, is that all you can offer me? I'm hurt," He shook his head and squeezed her hips tighter and tighter. The former thief took a slight step back to let his dick pull out to the tip before he slammed it right back in. Caeda jumped at the sudden impact as his jewels audibly smacked her thighs.

"Ooh! Hardly my i-ehhhh-ntent," she told him with a warm, almost-genuine smile. It well could've been the real deal, if not for the twinkle in her eye. The spark of defiance which burned even as she panted under his relentless ruts. "A-aah!"

"Now now - surely you can keep your voice down," Niles mocked her. His hand rose up to her sides and traced along the edges of her upturned dress. Slippery, worn fingers curled up her breastplate and wrapped around her chin to push her face towards him.

Caeda's eye opened as she stared at him with an iron glare that looked so stark on her usually gentle face. "No lips - we talked about this," she calmly state.

Niles didn't even flinch as he mockingly patted her cheek. "Oh, of course. I wouldn't dare to steal a kiss from the Hero-King's beloved, faithful wife."

Whap!

"Hmm?!" The princess squeaked at the sudden blow on her rear. She glanced back in the mirror and saw the reflection of Nile's hand as he rubbed her globulous, exposed buttcheek. "Then again you seem to have little issue with him galavanting at will compared to you," he mused as he continued to knead and squeeze her supple ass.

The Nohrian retainer reached down and gently squeezed her throat. Caeda said nothing while she watched him ravage her body, as she'd permitted. He seemed to ponder if he should tighten his grip on her neck before he instead opted to rub around the side. She felt his coarse, callous grip as he rubbed over her shoulder, along her nape, and finally ran his knuckle along her long, dark azure hair. "Surely, you've felt some...urges, hmm?" He questioned her as his fingers curled into her locks.

He tugged.

"Ngh!"

Caeda bristled at the sudden yank on her head before she was pushed back against the mirror. Her hands perched on the dirty, smeared glass while her body was rubbed against the cold surface. Still, despite the myriad of sensations on, around, and against her body, the future wife of the Hero-King stood. On shaky toe tips, she stood nonetheless.

"I...I fear you are mistaken."

Niles actually paused his thrusts and held her hair as he waited for her to respond. Caeda shook some errant locks from her eyes before she turned and looked directly back at the shameless man. "Perhaps you need to adjust your eyepatch, Niles - you're seeing things that aren't there," she insisted.

Neither said a thing as a light breeze entered from the open window. The distant sounds of a triumphant army in occupation came up to their distant chamber. Princess eyed the Thief, just as he glowered at her with a gaze that could cut throats.

"...Of course I am...how silly of me," he shrugged before he pulled his hips back. Caeda said nothing as he retreated from her tight ass until only the tip remained. Her fingers stayed on the glass as she awaited his next move.

He struck. Fast.

"Aah?!"

"But regardless Princess, you still owe me," Niles audibly growled as he doubled his pace again. His hand continued to tug at her hair as the slaps of skin against skin echoed through their chamber.

"Oooh?" The princess panted through a seemingly serene smile and a wince.

"That's right - I want to see your true face reflected in this mirror," the retainer insisted before he pushed his knuckle against her nape. The Talys woman's face was pressed against the glass as he continued to glare at her, and her reflection, while he pounded her plush rear. "Now- show me the woman that hides behind the throne of Talys. Reveal the rose that hides behind that thorny tongue of yours," he commanded.

His hand pushed off her hip and quickly reached under the gap in her dress. Caeda gasped as his hand roughly stroked over her smooth, toned stomach while his other hand continued to squeeze and pull her hair. The long, thin cock slammed in and out of her rear while she tried with all her might to stay on her toes. Anything to keep the Thief's sight from the roses that bloomed on her cheeks...