Author's Note: As you can see, chapter two is over three times as long as the first one. I had originally planned to keep it under 1000 words, but things got way out of control, and I ended up finishing the second chapter with just under 3000 words. As this chapter is much longer, I spent a lot of uneccessary time changing and scrapping certain parts of it, which in my opinion exposes my many weaknesses as an amateur writer. I personally don't feel as satisfied with this chapter as I did with the first, so if I ever get around to writing a third chapter, I'll do my best to keep it shorter, which I think would result in higher quality writing.
Evening Bliss – Chapter II
"Gosh Noel, they're amazing as always."
Flare's lascivious comment caused the knightess to instinctively shield her ample bosom as she removed the last of her delicate silk undergarments.
"W-what…? You've seen them countless times already."
Flare had adopted a dangerous routine of paying friendly visits to her knightess' room every evening. Following the toll of midnight, the elven princess would climb out of her bedroom chambers and slide along the very roof of the palace atrium in order to reach her lover's sleeping quarters. Leaping across concrete ledges and scampering along weathered stone battlements, one could've easily mistaken the elf girl for a nimble assassin. Catching her breath and then knocking ever so gently on the tinted glass window, the undoing of a latch was all that was required for a reply. Once safely inside the knightess' room, a passionate kiss replaced the formal greeting of 'good day, my lady', and the placing of a hand on the other's chest was more than enough to convey their intentions for the night.
Noel's room was but a humble dwelling; imperial knights were not offered a choice in regards to their décor. Instead, each room was supplied with an orthodox set of furniture: A dressing table; a chair; a large wardrobe with a mirror fitted in its centre, and a small bed made to accommodate only a single person. Rooms were inspected weekly for cleanliness, and bedsheets were expected to be washed at one's own discretion.
Such was the life of an imperial knight.
"Yeah but still… they're sooooo big." Flare cast her garmented figure onto the bed as her bedazzled face and circular hand motions all but failed to signify the sheer magnitude of Noel's chest.
Despite the knightess' well-muscled body, a steadfast reminder of her laborious daily regime, her chest possessed unrivalled softness and volume. Noel's well-endowed physique had forced the palace armorer to fashion a unique breastplate for the knightess, which appeared to bother the other female knights more than herself. Circling around the bed to where Flare had collapsed, Noel presented herself to the elven princess by sitting upon the bed with her legs readily folded. With her lover neatly positioned on the bed, Flare rose up from the soft mattress and shuffled her plump bottom closer to Noel. The two girls were now face-to-face with each other.
"Can I touch?"
"Mm." came a wordless reply from the knightess.
Kneading them ever so delicately as to not cause her partner discomfort, Flare's fingertips vanished with every loving grope of Noel's voluptuous breasts. With each immoral touch came a stifled whimper and strained facial expression from the knightess, both serving only to further encourage the elf girl's frontal assailment.
"I bet the high captain wouldn't be too pleased if she saw you doing something as indecent as this, huh?"
"Which is why– aah…! We can't keep doing this…" Noel's hushed moans continued to fill the room.
"Oh, don't pretend like you don't enjoy our nightly sessions~" The silver-haired knightess shifted her eyes elsewhere, refusing to give in to the words of her elf lover.
"Ahhh… I've really missed you two." Flare leant in to embrace her two favourite playthings.
"D-Don't talk to them…"
Nuzzling her face warmly into Noel's chest, the elven princess breathed in as much of the knightess' scent as she could, savouring the slight but pleasant aromas of vanilla and lilac.
"Mama~" Flare cooed childishly, knowing all too well that it would elicit a response from Noel.
"Flare…" The knightess turned away in another effort to escape the princess' suggestive stare.
Being the owner of such impressive mammaries, it was inevitable that fate would somehow find a way to implement baby-play into the couple's many sexual escapades. While the elf was more or less inclined to the idea of putting on a childish act, Noel's strong sense of virtue caused her to become terribly self-conscious of her own behaviour. Despite all this, the scandalous view of the elven princess – a dignitary viewed as the epitome of class and elegance, defencelessly sprawled over her linen bedsheets was too tempting to resist each time.
"I'm hungry, mama. Give me something to drink."
With her puffed out cheeks, the elven princess resembled a spoiled youth as she raised her head to plead for her nightly nourishment, all while being nestled up in her mother's bubbly chest. Following a drawn-out moment of bashful reluctance, the silver-haired knightess finally turned back to face her princess' requests.
"D-does…"
"Hmm…?"
Noel's raging blush was at the mercy of the dark elf's amusement.
"Does Flare… want some of… m-mama's milk?" Every muscle in Noel's body tensed up as she cringed internally at her own suggestive words.
Giggling sweetly and out of character at the knightess' persistence, Flare deftly swivelled herself onto her back before resting her head onto Noel's thighs.
"Mhm! Mama's milk is the best!"
"Um, okay… T-Then, come over here."
Noel's chest was so large that she only had to lean forward minutely in order for her breasts to be within Flare's reach. From the elf's point of view, the knightess' face was almost completely obscured by the two pendulous orbs hovering precariously above her. Gently propping up the elf's head with her left hand, Noel struggled to form words as her body betrayed her, becoming frigid to the point where the knightess' unease of the situation was clearly discernible.
"Noel..."
"Huh-!?"
"It's okay. We can stop if it's too embarrassing, you know."
"N-No! I'm fine, I just- "
"Noel."
Cupping her hand on the knightess' cheek, Flare's words were of genuine concern for her lover's wellbeing.
"Flare…"
The hand wrapped around Noel's right cheek was pleasantly warm; the knightess could feel her own breath bouncing off of the princess' palm. Realising that she was greatly overplaying the situation, Noel took a moment to collect herself. Closing her eyes to focus only on her breathing, Noel's demeanour slowly began to shift: her shoulders were stripped of tension; her heartbeat steadied, and her facial expression softened. Opening her eyes and looking down at her lap, the knightess could only see the girl for whom she held so much respect and love for. 'What's the matter with me?' Noel thought to herself.
Starting over from scratch, the female knight took a deep breath, and did her best to don the aura of a motherly figure.
"Like I said, it's okay. We can just cuddle for the rest of th- "
"Open wide."
"–!"
The hesitancy in Noel's voice was replaced by a contrastingly authoritative tone. Caught completely off guard by the knightess' sudden shift in disposition, Flare had inadvertently taken up the role of the submissive partner. The elf princess swallowed hard, before briskly turning her attention to the article of interest.
Noel's areola was a lovely shade of pink, and perfectly encircled the smooth nipple that was now readily erect. Offering her breast to the elven princess, Flare timidly parted her thin, moist lips ever so slightly as to welcome Noel's nipple into her awaiting mouth.
"Haah…!"
The warm and wet sensation of the elf's mouth sent an electrifying ripple through the knightess' body. Flare's lips were attached firmly around Noel's nipple, refusing to let go as her arms grappled around Noel's bare waist.
"Is mama's milk- aahn… tasty?"
Despite no such liquid being expelled from the knightess' nipple, Flare carried on seamlessly as to not break the illusion of being breastfed.
"Mm…! Mama's milk… is so yummy!" The princess exclaimed sloppily between each suckle.
Carrying out her role earnestly, Flare's sucking became more and more intense – using her tongue to trace messy circles around Noel's swollen nipple. With each release of the elf's lips came a mighty wet squelch that resonated across the entire room.
"Nnnh… Flare…!"
The elf's tongue tickled immensely, but at the same time it aroused Noel to the point where she couldn't help but let out her voice. Cradling the elf with both hands as to not lose her balance, the deeply aroused knightess caressed the top of her good child's head.
"Good girl…"
The obedient elf girl continued to drink from her mother's teat.
"You're such a good girl, Flare…"
Taking notice of the shining black tassels that held the elf girl's chest garment together, Noel snuck her left hand along the princess' shoulder, until she was blatantly caught in the act.
"What are you doing, mama?"
"–!"
Baby Flare had ceased sucking, her innocent eyes now intently focussed on her mother's guilty face.
"U-Um-! I was just- "
"Geez, mama is such a pervert~"
Leaving her mother's embrace to position herself upright on the bed, the elven princess gently released the black tassels that dangled below her neck, causing the white cloth that covered her chest to be freed with an audible 'flap'. Flare's tanned, round breasts were now fully exposed for her lover to see. The knightess leered shamelessly at the elf princess' body, as Flare continued to loosen the additional tassels and ribbons that held the rest of her outfit together. At long last, the elf had finally stripped herself of her intricate robes, leaving behind only a pair of silken white underwear.
"Ah… much better."
Locking her fingers together in order to stretch her arms out, Noel in the meantime was subjected to a magnificent view of the elven princess' luscious figure: flowing hair; a slim neckline; pronounced collarbones; plump breasts, and a wide waist, all of which contributed to the growing surge of heat manifesting between the knightess' loins.
Out of nowhere, the elven princess was jumped by a wild animal.
"EEEEEK?! Noe- I mean, mama!?"
The silver-haired knightess stood over the elf girl on all fours, her lips moist with anticipation and her eyes burning with feverish lust.
"F-Forgive me, Flare. Mama can't… hold back any longer…!"
Stealing numerous sloppy kisses from Flare's befuddled lips whilst fuelled by delirium, Noel had abandoned all sense of reasoning, concentrating purely on devouring the elf princess who was struggling in all aspects.
"Hey- mmph…! Mamas aren't- nngh… supposed to kiss- mmm… their babies like this!"
Flare's complaints had absolutely no effect on the possessed knightess; Noel's cheeks were flushed red with boisterous vigour as her right hand began creeping down to the royal princess' nether region. Scrambling to protect herself from the beast's onslaught, Flare tried desperately to lodge one of her knees between Noel's legs.
Suddenly… an opening! A chance for retribution! One which the elf girl took without hesitation.
"HAAAH!?"
A critical hit.
"Oh…? Did that feel good?"
Stimulating the knightess enough to cause her entire frame to retreat and her back to arch in pleasure, Flare's masterful counterattack was about to commence. Rhythmically pressing her left knee against Noel's mound, the elf princess reached out with both arms, wrapped them around the knightess's body to pull her back towards the bedrest.
"Assaulting a princess like that… this naughty knight needs to be taught a lesson." Flare whispered seductively into the female knight's ear.
Unable to withstand the dark elf's piston-like movements, Noel's legs had turned themselves into jelly, robbing the knightess of her only means of escape. In comparison to the princess, Noel's tolerance to foreplay was far weaker, evidenced by her many amusing responses to Flare's actions throughout the night. One could argue that the elf's technique didn't even have to be that good; the knightess would've reached her climax rapidly either way.
"Flare! No… stop! I-I'm…!"
Receiving the signal from Noel that the elf had been waiting for all along, Flare pushed her knee between the knightess' legs once again; this time with pinpoint accuracy. Feeling the subtle nub of Noel's clitoris rubbing against her skin, Flare silently rejoiced as said sensation confirmed that she had hit the nail on the head.
"AHHHNNN!"
Summoning forth a flood of biblical proportions, Noel had completely drenched the elven princess' knee with her bodily fluids. Trembling sharply from her intense orgasm, the knightess buried her face into Flare's chest with a heaving sigh. Flare herself was worn-out from her momentous effort to tame the savage creature that had now collapsed before her eyes.
"Jeez, Noel… you absolute sex maniac..." The elf girl sulked while wiping beads of sweat off her brow.
...
"Um, Noel?"
"…Uuugh..."
"Noel, please come out."
The knightess was currently in the midst of a post-climax clarity, and had spun herself into a tight cocoon using her bedsheets. The elven princess was left standing awkwardly at the side of the bed, trying to convince her female companion to come out from under the covers while fully naked.
"Noel, if you're worried about me being mad, I'm no- "
"No! Go away!"
"I mean, it was pretty fun seeing you- "
"What the heck was I thinking?! This is the third time that I've fallen for your baby-play ruse!"
"Well, um, I think we can both agree that it's a mutual fetish…?"
"Shut up!"
Scrunching up the covers even further, Noel continued to mope as Flare knelt alongside her, with arms drooped in utter defeat.
"Mama this, mama that, how could I even begin to call myself an imperial knight?!"
Plopping her chin onto the mattress with a sigh, the dark elf waited patiently for her heroic knightess' tantrum to settle.
There had been no signs of activity from the knightess for quite some time. Flare wondered if the girl had accidentally drifted to asleep.
"Noel…?"
"…"
"Can you hear me? Are you awake…?"
A pair of emerald eyes slowly found their way out of the mess of bedsheets.
"Oh, hey there…" The elven princess smiled upon seeing Noel's cute head poke out from within her linen labyrinth.
"Hey… haha..." Letting out a soft giggle, the knightess appeared to have recovered from her fit of embarrassment.
"Feeling better?"
"Yeah..."
"That's good to hear." Flare planted a light kiss on Noel's forehead. "Sorry."
"Huh? For what?"
"I dunno, for you being a huge wuss?"
To Flare's surprise, the knightess laughed heartily. Her sweet laughter was soon joined by that of the elf's, causing the uptight atmosphere to dissipate completely. Such moments like these were routine for the couple, one of many features within their complicated but loving relationship.
"Any chance that I could… get a hug?" Flare timidly asked as she peered into the stronghold's abyss.
An apprehensive stare from the knightess followed, before quickly softening back to her usual expression.
"I'm just kidding. Come here, you."
Like a blooming lotus flower, the wrinkled creases of Noel's bedsheets were elegantly unravelled, revealing a white-skinned maiden with her arms outstretched.
Gracefully leaping into Noel's arms with a not-so-graceful 'whoopee!', the elven princess held onto her knightess like a pampered individual. Squeezing tightly as to obtain the full pillowy sensation of Noel's prized breasts, Flare squirmed frivolously, much to the annoyance of her lover.
"Noooeeeeel. I looooove youuu~"
"Yeah, yeah, I know." The knightess could not help but subtly grin at the elf's unladylike behaviour.
Locking their eyes together, the two girls met halfway with a small peck on the other's lips, before bursting into another light-hearted giggle. Placing her head in the nook between Noel's neck and shoulder, Flare took a moment to admire the spectacular view of the night-time sky encapsulated in the knightess' window. Turning her attention to the ethereal rays of moonlight streaking across the stone floor, the elven princess' gaze stopped upon the finely crafted wooden clock resting on Noel's dressing table.
"Quarter to two."
"Huh?"
"Noel, I have to go."
"Eh!? Right now?"
"Ariel begins her rounds on the western battlement at two. She'll definitely become suspicious of my open window."
"Oh... I see…"
Tightening the last of the knots on her complex robe, Flare stood up from the dressing table and studied herself in the wardrobe's mirror, making sure that no parts of her outfit seemed disorderly. Meanwhile, Noel had donned a simple white satin gown – her usual nightly attire.
"I hope you won't have trouble sleeping because of our little evening performance." Flare commented as she slid into her flats.
"Oh, don't worry. I'll be sleeping very soundly tonight..." Noel could only be honest with the elf – she was both physically and mentally exhausted following their wild antics that night.
Stepping over to the moonlit windowsill, the knightess carefully released the iron latch, opening the window before finally turning to the elven princess for one last time.
A kiss. Of all the kisses they had shared that night, this one perhaps felt the most meaningful.
"Good night, my lady."
"Goodnight, Noel."
As swiftly as she had entered, Flare vanished from the windowsill, leaving behind only the sound of blowing wind. How the elf would always manage to slip back to her royal chambers without falling or being noticed, Noel did not know.
What she did know was that the following night, that same elf would be waiting outside her window once again.