A/n: Welcome readers and fans one and all to the next chapter of the sensually invigorating and action series Holy Nail War! Honda has broke in and successfully completed his prana exchange with Atalanta the devout Archer. Now he must contend with two knights, Artoria the King of Legend as well as Mordred, the traitor knight. Will Honda be able to fully tame and outlast the two knights before him, well let's find out! Warning: This chapter's a lemon one, you have officially been warned!

Honda stared at the two knights, gauging his intended targets for the next prana exchange. So many ways this could go, so many ways this could go right! Not just for himself mind you, but also for the two cute blondes before him.

For a while now, Honda could say for certain that the beef between the two in front of him was a disastrous combination of their respective "backgrounds" as well as his own actions. As a master, Honda knew that in this act of the Holy Nail War, he was the main focal point behind the ever-growing animosity between these two knights. He would have to rectify this in a neutral manner, one that would provide the both of these two quarreling knights the prana that was needed for them to function in the war, as well as to ensure their continued loyalties to him.

'Okay Honda, you could do this! The ladies are waiting for you to dish out even pieces of Sir Lancelot! You got this!' Honda grinned as he mentally pumped himself for his time with the two blonde's.

Speaking of which, Saber and Mordred held longing albeit nervous gazes towards their would-be master as well as the prefect for their conduct from here on out.

'Father and son huh? More like twins! They're literally the same age! Pretty sure they're not related, but, a role plays a role play, might as well 'roll' with it!' Honda psyched himself before he started his discipline of the two troublesome knights.

He took both hands and caressed the left and right cheeks of Saber and Mordred respectively, both blushing at how his fingers adoringly touched them. Saber looked aside, blinking a few times in nervousness whilst Mordred simply closed her eyes and accepted the treatment, almost like a cat, with the way her head leaned towards the hand that scratched her.

"Now for you two to play nice." Honda beckoned before he kissed Saber with a deep kiss before bringing his face towards Mordred and laying a big one on the blonde's currently nuzzling face, still comforted by his hand.

From within the closet, Idores recuperated from her own lust. She couldn't believe that she herself is still stuck in this position and such exposure was driving her mad.

'Does he intend to do both of them at the same time? That vial…it works too well!' Idores said as she looked through the crack in the closet, trying to find an opening for her to sneak out, if she can even do so.

Saber and Mordred weren't sure what to do here. The implications of Honda's extremely forward manner brought the two a sense of a need for self preservation in some way. After all, they are both related and still possess a rather mutual fuming hatred of one another. At the same time a certain twinge curled up in their respective spines, a gentle jolt of stimulation at the anticipation of what Honda would do to them should they play along.

Mordred with a reddened face ignored Saber in favor of the Warlock that was in front of her. She looked confused, unsure what to say here.

The red knight swallowed the lump in her throat to voice her concerns.

"Honda…if you intend to do this…then let it be me first…" Mordred said with a slow manner of delivery, not believing her own words.

Idores gulped. Hearing the once prideful Mordred sound so needy was certainly something she could not fathom. Just how good was the endowed fool.

Saber, though shocked at Mordred's clear intent to follow through with this, felt slighted.

"Honda! Do not be so eager to lay claim to Mordred! She will betray you when you least expect it." Saber protested.

Honda smirked. "Something tells me that by that logic, wouldn't that mean not to trust you either Saber, after all, when push came to shove you too ignored my orders."

Saber felt her tongue caught in her throat. She couldn't deny what Honda was saying after all, though she did feel as if her master was putting himself in danger by being willing to recruit Mordred of all people to his group to win the grail.

"I will teach you two how to efficiently work together, but first, you two need some mana." Honda said before placing his hands on Saber and Mordred's breasts. His left hand fondled Saber's right breast whilst his right hand squeezed Mordred's left mammary.

The sensation of their bodies being played with made Saber and Mordred moan and grunt respectively. Honda alternated between kissing Saber and Mordred. The two knights found themselves complying regardless of the insane circumstances they found themselves in, as they technically were in need of prana via an exchange and thus couldn't simply let their own pride get in the way of their duties as a servant, at least that's what they would tell themselves.

Honda pursued on the offensive, initiating his conquest by leaving smouldering kisses on their necks, Saber letting out a near silent hitch in her throat as Mordred hissed and laid her left hand on Honda's head, pulling him further before he squeezed her breast again to enable him to free himself before he moved on to the next stage.

Honda found himself steadily marching his hands, slowly kneading their smooth abdominals, admiring the firmness of their toned cores, no doubt carved through disciplined physical training. Though firm, it was connected to their more prominent hips, signifying their feminine quality. It was a beautiful combination that left the magician turned on.

Honda's digits of both hands had found their way to the entrances of the two knights. Honda teased their caverns with little presses of his fingers. Saber squirmed by the unexpected jolt that shocked her throughout her body. Mordred in comparison had her spine curl upwards as she let out a more vocal grunt from the unexpected and almost intrusive neurally induced sensations that ran through her body and up her spinal column.

Honda smirked, realizing that of the two Mordred was the more sensitive when it came to being touched by his hands. Being that he is only one guy, he'll have to switch at times between his two knights.

He began sticking his fingers inside Saber and Mordred respectively. The girls let out groans of pleasure before Honda began smooching them both and continued his foreplay. His fingers reached deep into their insides, circling clockwise, reaching unexplored spaces with each thrust of his magical fingers.

"Ah! Hah!" Saber let out as her master began his attack, his siege relentless despite her attempts to save face. Mordred grasped a fistful of the sheets beneath her as she gasped from Honda's touch. Despite being the more tomboyish of the two, Mordred was definitely intense with her moaning. The Warlock showed no mercy to her holy kingdom.

Idores, laying against the closet wall, had to turn away to block her ears, hearing the once great King of Camelot and her enemy moan like this. As a magus herself, the albino was trying to avoid delving into further desire than she already was from earlier.

Honda shifted his battering ram onto Saber first, being that he knew he could at least provide enough stimulation for Mordred with other means other than his holy lance. The once King of Knights felt her body awash with desire as she felt her master knock on her front entrance.

"Master…" Saber let out before Honda kissed her again, his tongue completely engulfing her own as he claimed her in want. Saber felt her eyes slowly relinquish to Honda's tonsil invasion, in fact she welcomed it. The strange feelings of past excursions with Honda came to the forefront of her mind as she placed her hands on Honda's shoulders, attempting to keep him close as he made his way down her throat.

With a resounding smooch, Honda made his way past the gates of the legendary king Artoria.

Saber let out an airy sigh as Honda plunged himself into her, the great King raising her head towards the ceiling as she panted from the feeling of being filled.

'Looks like she's getting with this. Gotta make sure Mordred isn't left out.' Honda thought to himself before pulling Mordred into a deep kiss, one that the fiery ponytailed blonde was quite willing to reciprocate. It was laced in a passion unleashed, of a more needy nature. Considering her background, it was obvious to Honda that Mordred was an individual devoid of affection essential to one's ego and development. Like a child Mordred sought to bond to a fault where any upset was potentially catastrophic for her.

Saber on the other hand, having grown with the intent of fulfilling her role as the perfect king was more avoidant in affections. Perhaps it was due to her background as a battle hardened knight or the fact that being a King had meant to be unlike commoners of her time. Regardless, both knights, red and blue, though physically similar, were practically opposites when it came to building connections. This simple fact made it clear to Honda how similar and yet also different these two really were.

Seeing Honda make face with her greatest enemy made Saber conflicted. One part felt an intense deep seething that her greatest enemy would be laying such intense kisses with her master, so much so she had to stop herself a few times from taking action. Another part of her was more distracted, specifically being more concerned about getting her fair share. The fact that she was aware enough yet not opposed to the simple fact that she was laying with Honda whilst her artificially designed descendant was present, made Saber feel uneasy. To be honest though, she wanted nothing more than to prove to Honda right here and now as to why he would want to pay more attention to her.

Saber's eyebrows furrowed in concentration. She would not be reduced to being an afterthought as opposed to the Saber class servant she was. Her pride as a warrior, as a servant and as a woman burned at the thought of being stepped on in such a way.

Saber sprung into action. In a rare fit of sexual domination, the small yet sturdy King wrapped her legging cladded legs around Honda. Before her master could notice, Saber shifted her body to the left, causing Honda to release his kiss from Mordred as the blonde noble was now atop the street performer.

Stria and Assassin, awaiting their turn were impressed that a holy knight such as Artoria would be so assertive. Mordred on the other hand felt irked at how her kiss was interrupted by Saber. Her own eyes furrowed.

"Hey! What are you doing?" Mordred protested.

Saber met Mordred's eyes with her own, a fire behind her normally dutiful gaze.

"I refuse to yield myself to be treated as some throwaway. Not without a fight!" Saber argued as she shoved her hips forward, forcing Honda's personal holy sword to be plunged deep inside of her most vital place.

Saber with her fierce eye contact with Mordred let out an intense gasp as Honda was nestled deep within her. Like a blade, his prominent bulge was safely secured in her sheathe, safe from sheathes of unworthy make. Saber began shifting her hips in carefully precise hip thrusts, clenching them with each motion as she resheathed Honda inside her in a steadily growing pace. Her gasps began to turn into pants as she openly challenged Mordred with eye contact alone, like a lioness challenging a rival seeking to lay claim for her lion.

Mordred felt her envy spike, as her 'father' clearly challenged her. She felt slighted and refused to allow Saber to outdo her. She couldn't hit Saber as a result of Honda's command, but there were other means of beating Saber, at least in here.

Honda was more focused on the ever increasing forcefulness of his usually stoic Saber. Her humps were growing in intensity, it was as if a switch was set off within the prideful king. The normally more reserved woman was set on the warpath, rising to the occasion or in this case, literally riding to the occasion.

Mordred would not allow Saber to control their master for her lone pleasure. She could not allow her 'father' to outdo her. That's when it came to the blonde homunculus. She remembered a technique Honda had used on her with his mouth alone. Such a strange sensation and yet his mouth had made her body practically melt.

With a burning internal flame of fury, Mordred sat with her shapely toned glutes against Honda's head, Honda having to take a second or two from Sabers hard humping against his currently engorged pelvis to think before placing his hands on Mordred's glutes. He made sure to squeeze the sides of her hips and squeeze the flesh of her taut buttocks as the traitor knight staked her claim over Honda's head.

It was a conquest to be made over the continental body that was the Warlock. The once blue cladded knight had taken claim of the capital of the almighty pelvic region, whilst the red knight had taken action in claiming his head region, enabling her to stealthily worm her way to this growing cold war for Honda's body. The more they took over the more the two forces would resist with ever increasing thumps and hops against their Warlock.

Mordred had to use her hands against Honda's abs in order to keep herself upright whilst Saber held onto the clueless street performer's pectorals. Their bodies reflected the nearby fireplace as they glistened in sweat from the carnal war that was taking place.

'Neither of these knights are like what I read in the tales at all!' Idores thought to herself as she saw the legendary chivalrous knight of Camelot ride Honda of all people like a stallion, with her enemy mere centimeters in front of her riding his face. They seemed nothing like the ancient knights of old. They seem more like sex starved girls in denial, using Honda more as an excuse for their clearly desire induced actions.

Saber had to clench one eye as the pleasure was insurmountable to her core, ramming herself against Honda's great staff was sending jolts in her spine. This along with Honda's right hand keeping her tightly planted while aiding in the speed of her thrusts had made Saber beauty bite her lip, hitching in her throat as she rode mightily to her destination, to the isles of paradise.

Mordred on the other hand twitched and shuffled her own hips against Honda's mouth as he lathered her core with deep tonsil licks. She would intend to outlast Saber and then show her how they differed. Saber, though currently laying claim on the hard capital had forgotten one thing, that when making a siege, one had to ensure their own lands were kept safe.

Mordred took advantage. With her two hands, she groped Saber's breasts and gave her nipples a squeeze. Saber, from the heavy pounding she was delivering against Honda's lance, had her eyes shot open as her breasts were invaded by hostile forces. Mordred intended to break her castle before her siege was successful. And it was quite effective as it made Saber's spine curl, causing her to plop against Honda as she spasmed in bliss as she felt her insides pour out in ecstasy..

"Ah! Ohhh!" Saber gasped out as she spasmed against Honda, the clenching of her own hips, had caused her to plunder Honda of his lands' most precious resources, in the form of his essence as it filled the great King with riches.

The King had slumped a bit from the intense ride she had delivered. She had reached the destination she had sought but had nearly lost the war for her own consciousness.

Mordred smirked as she had nearly broken Saber. Honda's tonsil licks were getting deeper and more efficient at raiding her most vulnerable lands; her clitoris had been stoked by the Warlocks' cunning and creative tactics. Mordred was on the verge of exploding already, her body was more sensitive with each lick.

The blue knight, thought to be run through, pounced. She pressed her fingers against Mordred's own nipples and pressed. This sent an unexpected shockwave of ripples in her body. When combined with her master's pleasurable attention to her moistened cavern, Mordred had reached the heavens as well. Her body heaved in perspiration, her already messy hair was loosened a tad from its ponytail. Stray blonde locks covered the red knight's eyes as she rode into Honda's face instinctually, releasing herself against the plentiful land that was Honda's tongue. Like an incoming tsunami, her own vital capital was practically upturned from its own foundation, as her eyes only saw white from the incoming torrent of pure bliss.

The two blonde's careened into one another, as their bodies were limp. Mordred's head laid against Saber's left shoulder while Saber's head did the same. The two blondes possessed messy manes as opposed to their usually neatly stylized hair, their eyes obscured with stray locks plastered on their foreheads due to the sweat that caked their faces. Their bodies were flushed from the strain they put their bodies through.

The two knights felt the exhaustion of their bodies take a drastic turn, as a weight bore down in every fiber of their being.

"Mordred…I still have yet to forgive you…but I am willing to forgo our quarrel…at least…for Honda's sake." Saber said, her voice raspy from her intense ride.

Mordred panted. She gritted her teeth. "F-fine…for Honda…I won't kill you…for now…"

It was hardly a whisper, however it would seem the two blonde's at war had reached a truce, albeit a temporary one.

Idores sweatdropped as her homunculus ears were vastly more improved than a normal human being.

'What was this a war to them!? Is every servant like this!?' Idores felt disillusioned by these so-called Heroic Spirits. The more she saw them, the more she realized how ironically human and unheroic they appeared. To her, these servants are more akin to drama queens who take everything as a war to be won.

Saber fell to Honda's left side whilst Mordred collapsed against Honda's abdominals. Both knights red and blue seemed spent.

Honda looked and saw the state of the two knights. He wiped his forehead off and face of any obscuring sweat from the escapade.

Mordred was clasping his thighs with her own hands. She couldn't help but let out a smirk. Now with Saber out of the way, she could get her own time with Honda uninterrupted. Mordred decided to take action. Just as Honda claimed her insides with his mouth, she figured she would do the same to Honda. Her improvisation skills would be valuable here, something the King of Knights wasn't used to as her disciplined nature made her movements more precise yet predictable in comparison to her own. It was something the forsaken heir knew from experience.

Mordred placed her lips against Honda's bulbous scepter, causing her master to twitch from the unexpected sensation as he was still sensitive from his last burst of mana inside Saber.

"Hmm?" Honda looked as Mordred arched her slick body against his shaft, suckling it, though her buttocks covered the view as she claimed his 'mini Honda' with her mouth.

"You little minx. Two can play that game!" Honda said as he went back to lathering up Mordred's insides with his own mouth, burying his tongue within her mouth, circulating clockwise and counterclockwise in order to reach all the places that he couldn't before.

Mordred looked backwards as Honda squeezed her buttocks while digging into his servant. Mordred grinned a fanged smile as she went back to satiating her master's desire with her hypnotic shifting of her hips. The duo was currently pleasing one another in a sixty-nine position.

"Ummm, hummm!" Mordred's moans could be heard, although muffled as her mouth was practically glued to the far-reaching harpoon of her master. She grabbed onto his arched knees to keep herself upright as she took him deeper in her mouth, instinctually pumping her mouth up and down as she attempted to make her master feel pleasure that even Saber couldn't provide.

Honda gave her shapely derriere a playful spank, causing Mordred to spasm as her body felt a cascade of stimulation flow up her spine. She had to disconnect her small yet attentive mouth off her master to get a breather and to groan from the unusual foreplay her master just did to her. She couldn't explain, but the playful spank made the red knight feel excitement.

"Honda…you mind doing that again…" Mordred heaved out as she grinned back towards the eighth master. She drove her hips against him in response.

Spank

Honda spanked her again, Mordred feeling her cheeks reddened, yet she felt an upturn of her cheeks at the sensation. Mordred couldn't believe it, but she liked being spanked, at least the way Honda was doing it.

Mordred engulfed Honda back into her orifice again, practically pulling Honda's entire waist using her servant-like strength to take him as deep into her mouth as possible.

Mordred practically thrashed her lower body against Honda's mouth as he did the same to her mouth in their position, the bed practically shaking with each tumble of their bodies.

Honda and Mordred, too lost in their lust, had shifted on their sides providing oral pleasure to one another. Honda and Mordred laying on their left side while sixty nining each other as they egged each other further into euphoria.

Mordred couldn't take it anymore, she disconnected from Honda to shift her body. Honda followed after her as he ended up in a tonsil lock with the ponytailed blonde. Loud smooches could be heard from the two as they devoured each other's mouth. Honda shoved her against the bed before inserting himself inside his red knight. She was quite the fighter, holding on as long as she did.

Mordred practically clawed Honda's back as he pumped into her, her grunting in response. Her eyes however kept Honda in focus as she didn't want him to escape her sight.

Honda had to admit, such a needy stare from the usually crass warrior was exciting him, causing the Warlock to smooch her a bit more as they bucked against each other.

Mordred seemed to possess a shy look as she began to speak despite the thrashing.

"Honda *gasp* I entrust…*gasp* my sword, my honor *hiss* and….hah! My life…to you!" Mordred said as her legs clasped against his waist pulling him in with each thrust.

Honda held her tighter as frost blue eyes met emerald. The increased pacing of their heated session made the sounds of skin slapping against one another.

"Hah! I may…be a third rate knight *moan* but are you fine with that?" Mordred whispered, her eyes holding something akin to shyness, or fear of rejection.

Honda simply kissed her, his tongue enveloping hers as the wild blonde closed her eyes in resignation and accepting Honda's physically displayed answer.

Honda released the liplock, grinning.

"Third rate? Your first rate waifu material Mordred!" Honda said as he pumped deeper, approaching climax.

Mordred's eyes widened."What! Wife materi- AH!" Mordred felt her body glow in rapturous climax, her legs clenching tightly around Honda like a lifeline, Honda released himself as Mordred's walls clamped tightly against his rod. Mordred's face nuzzled against his cheeks as she felt rejuvenated in both body and spirit. Her faith in her master was restored.

As Mordred gulped for air, Honda took a gander at how flimsy she seemed. That and Saber unconscious nearby definitely was a testament to his own growing skill in the bedroom.

'Dayum. These two are wild when they get into it. Damn near broke my pelvis!' Honda smirked inwardly. He looked down on himself.

"What the…" Honda couldn't help but notice that his own Excalibur was still as invigorated as before, he raised his eyebrows as he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

"I'm still up!?" Honda, even with his experience with the ladies so far, knew that dealing with three servants at once should have tired him out by now. In fact he was afraid of some of the girls being left out. It looks like that wasn't the case.

Honda came to a realization. He took a gander at the lone vial that he had drunk before he started.

"That is some energy drink! I can still keep on going!" Honda said with excitement before feeling two pairs of hands against his person. Stria and Assassin seemed to have become excited by Honda finishing off the two knights so that they would get their own bit of his body. Watching the fiasco had made their own insides ignite with wanton desire. And Honda was the one who would give it to them.

"Stria! Assassin! Wait, at least give me a sec!" Honda let out before being swarmed by two lustful angels.

Idores could only blink as the Warlock was swarmed by his remaining two teammates.

One ebony and one ivory.

CHAPTER END