Author's Note: Summers reaching past its halfway point, but don't think its done yet! This chapter of Chosen Stars has the cast having fun in the sun and on the beach!
The sun shined high in the sky, illuminating the land below in a warm-blanket of light with barely a cloud in its way as the beach under it received the perfect temperature. The sandy shore dotted with stands by its entrance and the occasional Hero as they were all scattered about their own little sections of the beach on this rare day off.
And one couple was making sure to use that time for a much-needed date.
"Ahhh~," Ophelia happily sighed, a content smile on her face as she leaned her head on Marc's shoulder. The two sat atop of a yellow and purple blanket, her eyes narrow-lidded as they gaze off into the vast, clear-blue ocean in front of them. Its calming waves ringing in the background as a gentle breeze tickled their skin, adding another refreshing break from the heat other than the shade provided from the parasol implanted into the ground next to them.
"You really outdid yourself in setting this up, my Chosen Lover," Ophelia said in an appreciative tone, deciding to lessen her usual enthusiasm for a more soothing and relaxed tone at the moment.
Her "Chosen Lover" in turn, gave a slight chuckle from her words, "Hey, you and Morgan were the one who planned the destination, her and I just helped to convince Soren to allow the Order this day off, though in all honesty, I think Katrina was more effective in that than we were." He jokingly finished.
Gaining a small chuckle from his girlfriend that made his heart skip a beat she spoke, "Modest as always," She teased with a genuine tone, snuggling more against him, with Marc responding by wrapping an arm around her shoulders to pull her closer.
"You haven't commented on my swimsuit yet," The blonde mage pointed out with a simple tone. Gesturing towards her swimsuit, which was a black-and-yellow two-piece resembling the design of her usual leotard, just if it was a swimsuit. Her top having the same open-cleavage window as the yellow straps that went over her shoulder and round her neck gave the look of her usual attire's collar, with the black pads that did their best job at covering her massive breasts seem identical to the ones of her usual attire, with the top's bottom colored black as it wrapped below her chest and round her back. Her bottom's being much simpler with the middle parts a shade of yellow, and the sides black. Wrapped around her hips was a translucent, black shoal skirt that ran down to her and feet left one of her slender legs exposed, the two ends of the fabric attached to a symbol-shaped clip that rested atop the exposed leg's hip. She wore black, yellow-edged high-thighed strapped sandals, the same color schemed present on the wristbands she also had on.
"Do I need to say anything?" He replied cheerful and sarcastic, his own attire being a pair of purple swim-trunks with a large belt wrapped around it, and a much more casual version of his cloak with it being short-sleeved and having the same basic color scheme. He also had on purple wristbands and strapped sandals that wrapped around his lower legs. His thoughts reminiscing about how stunned he was upon first viewing his girlfriend's current attire, "Words can't do you justice, no matter what you wear."
His girlfriend grinned at his words, "Smooth," She complimented, rewarding him with a quick peck on the cheek before saying "But thou shall not be enough to save you from bestowing me actual details, for a boyfriend must provide their lover a shower of compliments they have heard many times before."
" Hehe~ , then what would be the point when they don't mean anything?"
"Just compliment me you dork," She ordered with a mock annoyed, yet still happy tone.
Marc in turn, let out a mock, frustrated sigh, though the smile on his face was still evident as he obeyed his love, "It's just so, you." He began, his voice taking on a tone as though he was captivated, "It's revealing, but also, expressive. A bit over-the-top yet just what people would expect from you. And it makes sure that just like your regular outfit, it shows off what you've got, with even less in the way this time." He made a motion of giving a light squeeze to her exposed thigh, causing a chuckle to escape both their lips at the sensation.
"Someone's getting touchy," Ophelia teased, only to giggle as Marc's hand wrapped around her waist and pulled her closer, ticking her face with his nose affectionately.
"I've learned from you," Marc shot back.
Ophelia smirked at her boyfriend, now taking to leaning against his front, pushing her chest against his through the opening of his cloak, arms wrapped around his neck as she snuggled her face against the crock of his neck, as she said, "Dear, I dare say all I do is give you the option to let loose."
"Well, nothing was going to stop you from taking me in public places, and letting loose seemed to be the only way of keeping up with you, plus you seemed to love it."
"I won't deny that,"
The two kept like that for a bit, holding each other in their arms and keeping close. It was rare for the two to be so relaxed in public, they were usually so energetic, mostly from Ophelia, but right now, this just felt right to them.
But, it had a while since they sat down, and one of them could start to feel a little peckish, and so, she let her lover know.
"You want to get a quick bite?" Ophelia asked, snapping her boyfriend out of his relaxed daze.
"I can go fetch something by the stands real quick if you want," Marc offered.
Ophelia chuckled at how quickly he offered to go, ready to do the work when she hadn't asked him to, a girl liked being pampered like this, "How about that ice cream stand just on the edge of shore?" She suggested, licking her lips as she pictured how nice a cool treat would contrast with the pleasant heat.
Marc seemed to agree with the sentiment, gently pushing his girlfriend away so that she could rest on her own as he stood up, "I'll be back in a few minutes," he stated, not even asking what she wanted, not that she needed to say, they knew each other's tastes by now.
"Don't rush on my account!" Ophelia happily called out to him as he departed, soon enough being left alone, gazing contently at the retreating back of her lover as he made his way to the stands by the cove's edge where it connected to the palmed, thick forest behind.
Letting out a sigh, the blonde reached into her and Marc's shared bag, pulling out a communication tome, and after flipping through the pages, she landed on the one she wanted. And quickly sent the simple message, "Start" . And with that, she closed the tome and placed it back in the bag. Getting comfortable as she waited for Marc to return, and she was fairly sure it would, contrary to him, take more than a few minutes.
Marc passed the vendor a couple of coins from his bag, who proceeded to start getting the treats he ordered ready. Deciding to lean back against the nearby railing that separated the line of vendors from the beach, he relaxed with the pleasant sun and breeze, only for a familiar voice called out to him.
"Well looky who I found, and here I thought you'd be with Ophelia for the entire day."
Marc turned to the sound, a smile coming onto his face as he saw who it belonged to.
"Hey Sis," He replied politely, watching the girl walk up to him in an attire mirroring his own. Her purple two-piece having a ribboned top and golden frills on its lower edge, her bottoms attached to a short, frilled skirt that was covered by a longer purple-shaded, pink, shoal skirt around her waist, tied into a knot on one of her hips and left the leg it paired with exposed. Her causal cloak was worn over her shoulder with puffy-wristbands on her arms that were colored similarly to her shoal skirt, with her feet encased by short brown, open-toed boots. With her outfit being finished off the cute, five-petaled purple-pink flower tucked in her hair above her ear.
If Ophelia's attire was sexy, then Morgan's was cute. Displaying her in a way that made it a bit hard to be sexualized, if it weren't for the way her large breasts that were seemingly struggling to splay out of their confinement and pop free as they were held back by her top, though they did an admirable job of hiding a good portion of skin. With her coat helping out as well, preventing a good look of her breasts unless someone was close, in front her, and if she opened said fabric up a little, like she was doing now. As for why their outfits were, well, matching. Simply put, Morgan insisted, and Marc relented.
"Come on, we're siblings! It'll be fun! Plus we already match in our usual attire!"
He remembered her words, basically not giving him a chance to reply when she handed him his outfit and pushed him to his changing stall.
Glancing at him, then at the stall, Morgan asked, "Getting a treat for Ophelia and yourself, Bro?" a simple tone in her voice as she took a spoonful of her own frozen treat, a small hill of shaved, rainbow-colored ice kept in a small, handsized, basket that she had bought from the vendor just a little bit ago.
Her brother gave a nod to her question, " Mmmhmm , popsicle for me, double-cone, sprinkled, soft-serve for her."
Morgan took in his response for a bit, tilting her head to the side and tapping her spoon against her basket, she thought about it, before asking, "Is it Neapolitan? Or as she likes to call it, Frozen Tri-Colored Realization of Sparkling Radiance?"
Her brother nodded, and the two let out a laugh. But as they did, Marc felt his gaze drawn behind Morgan towards the corner of one of the nearby vendors as a streak of red and blue was on its way past it. The streak of red and blue rounded the corner and turned towards him and Morgan, revealing itself to be none other than Lilina, dressed in a stunning two-piece bikini that was the same patterned shade of red as her usual outfit.
Her top's straps connect to a collar with a bright-blue jewel embedded in its middles, red-shaded, shoal sleeves running over her shoulders and covering the top-half of her upper arm. A similar coloring on the shoal skirt that went down to her thighs and left her front exposed, tied to the thin belt over her bottoms and around her waist, tied together with a small metallic ring in front of one of her hips as a line of red-flowers on the belt decorated her other hip. The same type of flowers also being used on the flower-crown she had on, nicely contrasting with her dark-blue hair. She wore heeled sandals and had a single, tied wristband on her left arm.
Marc was stunned by her attire, which seemed to match her perfectly as it balanced equal amounts of cute and sexy. Both revealing her slim, lithe form that while wasn't as stacked as Ophelia or Morgan, carried an air of grace that helped to give its own type of attractiveness that could easily go from cute to tantalizing. But the thing that seemed to most catch his eyes, was the thin, strawberry-colored popsicle she was currently enjoying. The icy-treat having its upper-part wrapped around her lips as the part inside its mouth was licked at by her tongue, her cheeks just slightly caved in as she did so.
While Marc wouldn't be surprised at seeing something like this from Ophelia or Morgan, seeing it from Lilina of all people shocked him, and he couldn't deny that it was attractive.
Eventually, the princess's eyes landed on the siblings, brightening up as she doubled her pace towards them and released her lips hold on the popsicle with faintest "pop" that just barely was on the edge of sensual.
"Hi, Marc!" She greeted with a polite and cheerful tone, standing next to Morgan as she flashed the younger tactician a bright smile.
Her words finally helped to snap him out of his daze, as he quickly returned her smile with his own, though it was a bit tense as he replied, "Hey Lilina," He mentally slapped himself for looking at her like that, and also a bit disappointed he was so stunned by the way she was eating that popsicle, sure if it was Ophelia or Morgan it'd be fine, but Lilina was not them!
"Hey Lil, finished your talk with Eirika?" Morgan asked her friend.
The girl nodded, "Yep, sorry it took so long,"
Morgan waved off her apologize, "Aw no worries, was just talking with my Lil' Bro in the meantime, during a rare moment that he's not attached to Ophelia," She joked, laughing as Lilina chuckled, with Marc looking a tad embarrassed at being the butt of the joke, but then again, he did know it was a common joke around the castle nowadays considering how often he and Ophelia stuck with each other since they became a couple.
But as his sister and friend laughed, he noticed the former glance at him, and then at Lilina, her smile turning to a familiar grin as Marc prepared himself for what she planned.
"Say, Marc," She spoke, sounding naturally curious and without any hidden intentions as proceeds to ask, "How do you think Lilina looks? Dazzling right?" The older tactician made a gesture to the blue-haired princess.
Marc knew she was playing with him, and so, he had to play back, "Definitely," He agreed, deciding to go with honesty as he added, "You look stunning Lilina, more so than my sister."
"Hey!" His fellow tactician shouted with a mock air of annoyance that he grinned and inwardly laughed at as she crossed her arms under her chest, "Now that's just rude."
Marc simply shrugged with a smile, "Hey, you said yourself you wanted to look more cute than stunning today," Pointing out the words she used earlier in the day when he first asked about her swimsuit.
His sister raised an eyebrow at him before letting out a huff, "Yeah, but come on, couldn't you have tried to compliment Lilina another way?"
Lilina giggled as she watched the siblings bicker with one another, a small blush still present on her face from Marc's complement, deciding to put an end to the siblings' little conversation before it turned into more of a spat, "Thank you Marc, I appreciate your words greatly." She told him with a smile as she used her free hand to tuck a few strands of hair behind her ear.
An action that had Marc rubbing the back of his neck, "No problem, my Mother always told me honest compliments are the best treat to a girl,"
Morgan let out a small grumble, muttering something about how her father would've made it hard to get any compliments like that by the way he made most boys fear to get near her with that sort of intention lest they face the risk of going to the frontlines (if they were lucky).
Lilina meanwhile chuckled at Marc's words, "Your Mother's a very wise woman then," She replied with a face that had Marc's heart skip a beat.
But before he could respond, the ice-cream vendor caught his attention as he called out to him while holding out his orders. Marc quickly thanked him and took away his popsicle and Ophelia's soft-serve ice-cream.
"I'm guessing that one's Ophelia?" Lilina asked, gesturing to the doubled-cone that had Strawberry on one side, Chocolate the other, and Vanilla wrapped around both, with rainbow color sprinkles covering it all. The princess was a bit stunned at the extravagance of it, but if it was Ophelia's, it made sense why she would want something like that.
Marc nodded with a chuckle, holding the triple-flavored display for her to see, which she made sure to as she leaned a bit closer to gaze at it better, and in the process, give a fair glimpse of her cleavage to him. But as Marc held back a gulp and did his best not to focus on that sight, Morgan instead gazed at his popsicle with a curious look.
"Say, is that raspberry?" She asked, sounding a bit hopeful.
"Hmm?" Marc glanced at his blue popsicle, before looking back at his sister, "Uh, yeah?"
"Sweat!" Morgan exclaimed, catching both her brother and friend off-guard as she proceeded to snatch Marc's popsicle out of his hand and stuff a portion of it in her mouth, letting out a delighted muffled, "MMmmmmm~" taking in the taste as the other two members of the conversation looked at her in shock.
"Morgan!" Lilina was the first to say something, an annoyed and slightly angry face staring at her friend as she paused her enjoyment of her brother's snack, and looked at Lilina with a neutral face.
"What?" The Sister asked nonchalantly as she pulled the popsicle out of her lips a bit sloppy, "We share food all the time!"
"More like you take my food before I have a chance to say no," Marc cut in with an annoyed look and tone, wondering if Morgan did what she did for her own pleasure, or just to toy with him. Though by the way she seemed to sloppily enjoy the popsicle, he believed it was more of the former, which was a bit surprising considering it was Morgan.
"Yeah but I always offer my own food back!" Morgan shot back.
"If you had food to offer back," Her brother corrected, causing his sister to roll her eyes as she offered his popsicle back, which Marc took. Only to be caught off-guard as Morgan extended a spoonful of her snow-cone out to him.
"Lucky for you, I do have some to offer back, now say Awww ~" She playfully ordered, waiting for him to open his mouth so she could feed him.
Marc considered batting the spoon away in annoyance, but knew that would only make his sister more annoyed, and after having had this situation experience a few times already, he knew the best course of action was to just relent and give in to her demands.
"Good boy," Morgan cooed with a grin as he opened her mouth, the girl saying, "Now here comes the carriage," as she pushed the spoon into his mouth and pulled out after he wrapped his lips around it. Letting him taste her rainbow-colored snack.
"See? I take some of your snack, and give you some of mine, all's good!" The older tactician cheered, while her friend and brother only gave her an annoyed look that she didn't react to.
But as Marc continued to give an annoyed glare at his sister, he glanced at Lilina, letting his gaze linger on her as she continued to give an annoyed pout at her friend, which he found cute. But still, he was able to glance from her to his sister, an idea came to his mind.
"Hey Lilina," He started, shifting her attention to him as she looked at him with a blank, curious look as to why he called her.
"Yes?"
"Do you think I could have one of your flowers?" The younger tactician asked, catching the princess a bit off-guard
"Huh?" She replied a bit confused, before processing his question and responding with, "Sure, but why would you need one?" She asked, her hands traveling down to the line of flowers on her hip, jutting it out to the side as in a way that helped to show-off its roundness as she glanced down and undid the clips of one of the flowers. With Morgan also getting curious at her brother's request.
"Well, you two look so good with those flowers, that I thought Ophelia might like one as well," Marc explained, causing the two girls to look at each other a bit shocked at his thought, only for Morgan to grin.
"Awww, so sweet," She teased, leaning forward as she pressed a finger against his nose, wriggling it as she added, "Is someone looking for a kiss?"
Marc rolled his eyes are her, pulling his face away before she had the chance to play with it more, facing towards Lilina who got in on the conversation, "Well I think that's sweet of you Marc," extending the flower she unclipped, only for the two to realize he had no free hand to hold it in.
"Uhhh?" Marc looked around his body, wondering if there was someplace he could store the flower in that wouldn't damage it. The pockets of his cloaks were out, with one spot holding his brown-leather gloves, while the other held his bag of coins.
"Just have Lilina put it in your hair for now," Morgan suggested, the two turning to her as they realized that was a decent idea.
Smiling a bit embarrassed at Lilina, Marc tilted his head down as though he was bowing to her, careful not to drip the contents of his and Ophelia's treats, deciding to have some fun with the exchange as he said, "If you may, your Highness?"
His words got a chuckle out of his sister, and nice-sounding giggle from Lilina, who decided to play along as she replied in a composed, orderly voice, "Very well, Sir Marc." And with that she also leaned forward and tucked the flower safely above his ear, moving back and then saying, "You may rise."
Doing as he was told, Marc straightened up and looked at the blue-hair princess, with the two sharing a smile, and then a laugh.
"Isn't it tradition to kiss the maiden's hand during something like that?" Morgan's voice cut in with a teasing tone and chuckle, causing her brother to roll her eyes and Lilina blush lightly.
"Thanks a lot, Lilina, I owe you one," Marc told her gratefully with his trademark smile and closed eyes, Morgan still having a grin on her face while Lilina still had on the light blush.
But before any of the girls could respond, Marc had already turned around on his heels and began walking away, "See you guys later!" He shouted back to them.
After he was far enough away, Lilina let out a sigh of mild relief she placed a hand over her chest, "Goodness, that was harder than I thought." She said, sounding a tad drained.
Morgan turned to her friend with an impressed smile, "You did great Lilina! Acted pretty naturally all things considered, it would've been hard for most people to realize you had a crush on him, though even before you told me and Ophelia, I had my suspicions." Morgan complimented her.
Lilina reminisced on that event.
Morgan and Ophelia stared at Lilina with wide, stunned eyes as they all sat around the women's bath. The princess having finished her confession, and looking a bit embarrassed after doing so by the way her head was tilted down and she clenched the tower over her front.
Morgan was the first to talk, though her voice lost its usual energy as she simply said, "Ok, I'll admit. I was not expecting this."
Ophelia nodded, "I too, am at a loss for words,"
"OK, so you like Marc," Morgan asked, getting a mild nod from the blue-haired girl, which had her asking, "So why tell us? Ok me I can understand, but Ophelia? His girlfriend?"
"What's that supposed to mean?" The blonde snapped.
To which the tactician raised her hands defensively, "Hey, I'm just trying to make sense of this!"
Lilina grimaced lightly, clenching the towel in her hand even more, "I know, I know this is strange, it's just that, I couldn't hold these feelings in anymore, and well, I felt you two should know, considering how close you both are to him." Her tone was a bit strained, no doubt revealing something like this would be hard to most people, and it had Morgan and Ophelia share a sympathetic look at the girl.
And glancing at each other, they nodded.
"So, do you really like Marc? Love him?" Ophelia asked, her voice sounding gentle and kind, not sounding the slightest angry that Lilina admitted to having feelings for her boyfriend, just concern for her friend.
It caught the princess slightly off-guard, but she couldn't hold back, "Yes," She admitted, "He's kind, helpful, a bit dorky, but he's done so much to help me just cause he's wanted to, and every time I'm with him, I find his presence nice, but when he leaves, I'm saddened."
Lilina let out a slight gasp as she felt a hand land on her shoulder, looking up to see it belonged to Ophelia as the blonde flashed her a small, gentle smile.
The girl let out another small gasp as she felt and saw Morgan place a hand on her other shoulder, both girls looking at her with kind smiles, and Morgan saying, "Then it's a good thing you came to us Lilina, cause I think we can help with that."
After that, Morgan and Ophelia divulge the details of their relationship to Lilina, shocking the girl as she learned detail after detail. Unsure of how to properly respond, especially when they stated to have a plan.
A plan to get her and Marc together by joining their little group.
The thought still seemed alien to Lilina's mind, but she had no regrets in taking them up on their offer. She had a chance to be with Marc, and she was going to take it, strange relationship or not. But the plan itself, well, it took a bit of negotiation before she felt ready for it, and even then it was still skeptical about it.
"By the way, nice job with the popsicle, I didn't see it, but my brother looked stunned." Morgan complimented, shooting her friend a sly-grin.
Lilina responded by resting her face in one of her palms, let out a slight whine as she replied, " Uhghh~ , don't remind me, I can't believe I was able to do that."
"Hey, you were the one who decided to vehemently oppose the hex plan." The Tactician pointed out.
Only for Lilina to give the girl an annoyed glare as she responded, "You mean the one that was supposed to make my boobs massive?!" She almost shouted.
Morgan shrugged, "Hey, I have big boobs, Ophelia has big boobs, I'm just saying there seems to be a trend."
Lilina stilled glared at her friend, what was wrong with her boobs? Sure they weren't massive like Morgan's or Ophelia's, but they were a nice handful, still pretty right? She glanced down at them, and then at Morgan's.
"Having second thoughts?" Morgan teased.
Lilina gave a huffed and turned away, crossing her arms under her modest bust as she said, "I don't need big breasts to win him over, I'll make him fall for me like this, cause I'm still beautiful."
Morgan grinned at her friend's response, "That's it girl!" She cheered, "You become a queen for a reason! So make sure to act like one! Have my brother understand what it means to catch your eye!"
Lilina blushed at the tactician words, and at how determined she felt, if only briefly. She liked her regular personality, but, when she got determined, many told her she started to seem like her father, which in turn made her seem like a Queen. She just couldn't help it! She just hoped it wouldn't mess anything up.
Ophelia gave Marc a bright smile as he made his way back to her, giving a raised eyebrow when she noticed the flower tucked in his hair that looked just like the ones on Lilina's swimsuit. She would know, she helped to pick out that outfit. It took some convincing for the Princess to dress in such a stunning and extravagant gown, but once she and Morgan assured her it would catch Marc's eye, she became determined to pull it off, and from the message Morgan sent her, it seemed like she did.
Catching her curious gaze, her boyfriend gave an embarrassed grin as he sat down, "One Frozen Tri-Colored Realization of Sparkling Radiance ready for you," He said, loving the way his girlfriend's eyes lit up as he handed her ice-cream, which she quickly took and gave a few licks, letting out a satisfied and delight sigh.
Marc chuckled as she leaned forward and gave him a wet, sloppy, and appreciative smooch on his cheek. "You are the best boyfriend ever!" She told him, before taking a couple of more licks at her treat, Marc the following suit with his own popsicle.
" Mmm~ , So, the flower?" She asked as the two ate their snacks, curious as to how he obtained it as something like this wasn't part of the plan unless Lilina or Morgan improvised.
Glancing at the flower tucked in his head, Marc chuckled, "I met up with Lilina and Morgan at the stand, and I asked her for one of her flowers," He explained, letting out a laugh as he added, "Couldn't carry it with the ice-cream though, so I had to have her tuck in my hair to carry it."
His answer confused the blonde as she asked, "Why?"
To which Marc grinned, "For you,", he simply said, using his free hand to take the flower out, and carefully tuck it into Ophelia's own hair on the upper side, stunning his girlfriend in the process as she looked at his happy grin.
"Now you look even more beautiful," He stated, causing the dark-mage to blush stunned. Before giving a heartfelt, appreciative smile.
"Thoughtful as always, my love, I don't what I did to deserve you," She said, truly feeling blessed to have met and be with him, letting out a sigh as she played with her new accessory, feeling its details.
Marc took the hand she was using to play with the flower and clasped it with his own, looking at her bashful face with one of his own as he said, "Just being you was enough to get my love,"
The two smiled at each other, deciding to end their conversation there and enjoy the rest of the moment, eating their cool-treats as they gazed at each other. Eventually even feeding each other as they shared their snacks, Ophelia let out a small giggle as she saw some of the drops of her ice-cream around Marc's lips. Getting a playful giggle, she leaned forward and cleaned it up for him, feeling him shiver as he felt her tongue scope up the drips with her tongue as it rang across his skin.
And that little clean-up, was what started to change their relaxing moment, to a more tense one, as they began to get closer, less focused on feeding one another, and more so gazing on the other's eyes, and feeling the other's hot-breath tickle their faces.
"I saw a secluded spot in the forest just a few minutes from here," Marc stated.
Only for Ophelia to squeeze his hands as she said, "You've got one minute to lead me there before I lose it and take you on the spot."
And with that, the couple flew off.
*Pawp *Pawp *Pawp
"Ahh! Ohh! Ehh!"
Ophelia high-pitched moans and gasps rang through the forest-area around them as she gripped the palm tree in front of her for dear life, knuckles already a shade of white as she was barely able to keep her face from pushing against it as Marc plowed her from behind. Not holding back as he pumped his hips back and forward, filling her tight and dripping pussy with his dick as she felt filled to the brim with every thrust. Her breasts crashed and flopped together with wild motions as only the hex she had on them kept them from bursting out of her top.
Morgan grunted as he kept up the pace, hands planted firmly on her waist as he let the pent up desires he's accumulated ever since seeing her swimsuit out. Her skirt hanging over her waist as the opening was extending to expose her ass as her bottoms were simply slipped to the side to expose her needy folds. His own swim-trunks hanging around his thighs as his cloak swayed with his movements.
The two could only call the sensation of his cock sliding in and out of her slick passage blissful as her ass and his hips produced a wet slap every time they met as their feet dug into the half-grass, half-sand ground as. Their current location was still relatively close to the beach, but pretty far off from the more populated places. It didn't take 30 seconds before Ophelia couldn't wait anymore and took Morgan somewhere else before they could reach where he had planned to go. But it was still far enough that they could feel minimized the risk of exposure as they dove into their lust.
And Marc dove in, literally.
"Ahh!" Ophelia yelped as she felt her partner's hands leave her round hips and instead grasp and grope her swinging breasts, keeping the mounds in place as he played with them with a vigor that had her moaning in sharp delight. Glancing over her shoulder back at him to see him lean over her with a determined look on his face as his eyes were close in concentration as he continued to fuck her like they both wanted.
Ophelia gave a lazy smirk as she hanged her head back down, long, drawn-out moans leaving her open mouth as she let her wavy-locks bounce and sway from their actions as they frayed and stuck to parts of her head from her sweat. But she ignored it as she felt herself get closer and closer to another climax.
"Oh gods," The Blonde started tensing up, a signal to Marc that had him speed up, "Oh the Stars!" Ophelia loudly moaned with a slurred tone as another orgasm came over her. Her nails dug into the tree-bark as her walls tightened around her lover's cock in an attempt to milk his load into her passage, but he held out.
And Ophelia decided to take that as a challenge. Bucking back, she pushed him away with her ass before pulling it back forward, causing his drenched dick to slip out of her passage as she felt her juices leak onto the ground. But she didn't let that stop her from quickly spinning around and dropping to her knees, grabbing the sides of his hips for support as she gave his member a few quick licks while getting herself into position. Once she felt her knees comfortably dug into the ground, she removed her hands from his sides and brought them to her still, somehow, contained breasts, making use of the large cleavage window present in her top as she slid her mounds forward, and had them wrap around Marc's member.
"Ophelia" He moaned with a gasp, instantly having to lean forward and press his arms against the tree to help keep him up as Ophelia quickly started to get to work. Moving her mounds up and down his already slick and coated member, making sure to add some extra stimulus by wrapping her lips around the tip and swirling her tongue around his head. All coupled with her muffled moans that she knew was music to his ears.
Marc groaned once again, starting to huff as he felt his partner squeeze and kneed his rod with her mounds in a soft embrace. He couldn't help but recall his fascination in differences in both Ophelia and his Sister. Like how Ophelia's breasts, while a bit smaller, were much more firm and orbed shaped, with Morgan's being a bit like dough in how they could change and move in his or her's grasp while being coated in a velvet texture that made them unbelievably soft, and surprising nice pillows for that one time she practically had him rest his head on them like that.
Ophelia meanwhile, smirked as she realized she had him primed and ready to let loose. Her girls may not have been as impressive as Morgan's, but she knew how to work them more than well enough to turn Marc into putty when the time came. Loving the way his cock trembled and vibrated in her valley as though a beast was ready to pounce, producing a warm sensation that made her feel fuzzy.
"Gods, Ophelia, I'm...I'm," He tried to warn.
"Do it," She replied before taking his head back into her mouth, her tone quick and simple, but filled with a playful and needy air that had Marc's resistance fully crumbled. His grip on the tree trunk was becoming so hard his knuckles went white, body tensing up, his hips buckled and he came.
Ophelia let out a small muffled gasp as the first blast shot right into the back of her throat, before another wave came right after it, each one quickly filling up her throat as the next two waves filled up her mouth.
Already knowing she wouldn't be able to contain it, Ophelia let his member leave her lips with a "pop" before her cheeks were bulging, already closing her eyes as she felt the next shot paint her face, right above the bridge of her nose, the next splatting around a check, and another one getting under her chin (which was a surprisingly rare place for him to hit).
It took a good 30 seconds before Ophelia felt it was safe to open her eyes back again, seeing Marc's stomach fairly up-close as he was hunched over, panting and taking in deep breathes as he tried to recover his breath from the amazing orgasm he just had. Soon hearing Ophelia loudly slurp up the cum he unloaded on her and cleaned herself up.
More than a dozen meters away though, behind a fairly thick bush covered by trees on either side, two girls were sitting on one side, with one having a much larger streak of red on their face than the other.
"Whoa," Morgan whispered, holding back the desire to let out a whistle from the scene. Poking her head over the bush, she saw her best friend and brother embrace and make-out after their little romp. Taking note of how his dick still looked hard, impressive considering how potent that orgasm seemed for him, not that she should be surprised at this point.
Glancing at the princess next to her, the tactician suppressed a wince, admittedly, this part of the plan was more for Lilina to understand what she was getting into than it was for actually setting her up with her brother. With a coin-flip between the tactician and Ophelia to determine who would be the one to get fucked for Lilina to see Marc in action.
Gods, Morgan had never been more angry at a coin! She could've had sex on the beach, in a swimsuit? Gods that could've been great, but considering how the rest of the plan was about to go, there was a very good chance she wouldn't live that fantasy, at least not today, hence why her swimsuit was more on the cute than sexy side.
Lilina meanwhile, couldn't even bring her head back over the bush at the sight of Marc and Ophelia. Clutching her head as she wondered how was it Morgan convinced her to do this again? Gods she couldn't remember, not when the images of Ophelia leaned over and Marc plowing her from behind with an intensity she never would've expected from him. Remembering how her brain was starting to overheat when he leaned over to grasp her breasts, and almost meltdown when she was able to get a glimpse of his full size before Ophelia engulfed it in her breasts.
It couldn't be that big, right?
"Hey, Lil," Morgan called to her, snapping the princess out of her thoughts as she turned to look at Morgan, "Get ready, it's time to get to the next phase of the plan."
Snapping her head at the tactician, the princess quickly remembered the next part of this plan. Standing back up, she made sure she looked presentable as Morgan took a deep breath and said, "Come on Lilina! I'm pretty sure I saw them head in this direction!" Her voice had a bit of a boom to it that was no doubt loud enough for her brother to hear.
Waiting a few seconds, Morgan signaled to her friend for them to start moving in the direction of where Marc and Ophelia was rutting against, seeing them look presentable, Ophelia clearly used some spell to wipe the traces of their rut away. Though Marc seemed more than a bit nervous than Ophelia, as they were both gazing in Morgan's direction curiously, and in Marc's gaze, a bit frustrated.
"Huh? Well, that was easier than I thought! We've been looking for you two! What are you doing here?" Morgan asked with a mocking tone of naturality, knowing full well what they were doing and having fun with it that had Marc a bit annoyed, considering who was tagging along with her. Making Marc fearful that, Lilina heard him and Ophelia, though by the look on her face, and the fact that Morgan's voice before was clearly used as a warning to him and Ophelia, that didn't seem to be so. At least he hoped so.
"Hey guys," Lilina shyly waved her hand at them with a shy smile, "Uhh, sorry if we're intruding," She apologized.
Ophelia shook her head with a smile, wrapping her arms around one of Marc's own and pressing her breast against it as she said "Fear not friend! For my beloved and I were merely exploring the region around us for a call to adventure!" She explained, her usual energetic and dramatic tone included as she naturally gave an excuse that had Marc almost breathing a sigh of relief at her quick thinking, not that he knew she planned that excuse more to fool him than for Lilina.
"Really?" Morgan asked, sounding pleased, "Well in that case, I think I found an adventure for you guys,"
Marc raised an eyebrow at her sister, wondering what it was she meant, noticing his girlfriend look ecstatic as she asked, "Ohh, do tell?"
Morgan grinned as she crossed her arms under her bust, "There's apparently some cave near here that I've heard some of the other heroes talk about, apparently it has a hot-springs inside, though to get to it, you've got to get through a challenge."
"What sort of challenge?" Marc asked, getting a bit interested as he slightly raised an eyebrow at her.
Morgan's grin subsided as she shrugged, "The others wouldn't say, something about needing to see it to believe it. So, I was wondering if you two wanted to tag along with me and Lilina to go check this place out?"
Before Marc could respond, Ophelia did it for them, "For of course! We gladly accept this offer!"
"Neat!" Morgan exclaimed turning around on her heel, "Lilina, mind leading the way? You know where it is thanks to a friend, right?"
The bluenette nodded with a smile, "Yep! It's actually near here!" She replied cheerfully as she got in front of everyone and said, "Follow me!"
And with that she led them towards the cave, trailing in front of them with a slight bounce in her step and cheerful sway of hips that challenged Morgan not to gaze down her form. Gaining a bit of relief as Ophelia let go of his arm and moved up to walk with Lilina, causing the princess to slightly slow down her pace as the two converse, luckily lessening the bounce in her step and jiggle of her behind. But her hips still swayed with confidence, of what Marc could only describe as royalty.
He shook his head, trying to shoo away those thoughts, he just had an outstanding bout with Ophelia! And his mind was still on sex? Gods he was becoming too hooked on it, not helped by the fact Ophelia and Morgan pretty much made it a daily routine that had given him an impressive addition of stamina, and in turn lust.
"You know while it's a cute butt, you may not want to stare at it too obviously" Morgan whispered to him teasingly as she walked side-by-side with him, grinning as she added, "What if her father catches you doing that?"
Marc tensed up, an image of the intimidating man flashing through his mind. Remember his first meeting with the man, and how Lilina had to come to his aid once his role of 'father' was apparent.
Morgan snickered as she saw her brother gulp nervously. But soon he decided to change the subject, turning to her, "Very funny, by the way, what was with that little stunt earlier? I know you like to have some fun, but that was cutting it a bit close." He asked, voice low enough that their friends in front couldn't hear.
Morgan for her part, kept smiling, not looking the slightest bit ashamed for her actions, "Ohh, not even gonna deny you were staring at her butt? How naughty." She briefly raised her eyebrows up and down, "And come on, I gave you guys plenty of time to have your fun, it was hard not to see you guys leaving in a bit of a hurry after we bumped into each other at the ice-cream stand." She said, before snickering and adding "Though it was funny to see you be the one to lead her away,"
Marc rolled his eyes, "You're having way to much fun with this,"
"It'd be concerning if I didn't." She replied cheerfully, before glancing down at his trunks, and noticing the way he was using his cloak to cover one-side more than the other, licking her lips, she decided to have some fun if she wasn't gonna get any action today.
"And even despite having yours it seems like it wasn't enough," Morgan whispered with a playful and sultry tone, now leaning against her brother and opening up her cloak so that his arm was pressed in between her breasts as they attempted to spill out and wrap around him. Only for Marc to pull his arm away before it got too comfortable, eliciting a giggle from his sister.
"Hey guys, we're here!" Lilina shouted, catching the siblings' attention as they all looked at the entrance of the rocky cave by the shore, all of them standing side by side as gazed into the depth of the cavern from the outside.
"What do you think we'll have to face?" Lilina wondered.
To which Morgan shrugged, "Only one way to find out."
And with that, the group entered.
Marc wouldn't deny it, he's seen some crazy stuff in life. He came from the future to the past, with amnesia, to a Mother that was the only thing he could remember, with her being a vessel for an artificial dragon that destroyed his future (Maybe, for all he knew he could be from a different future than that one). He was summoned to a world that had generations of heroes from multiple words with a library of more information about them than he could dream. And he met his sister, or well, female version of himself.
But what he was staring at now, dancing soldiers that moved to the mysterious rhythm beating within the cave. This was something he had a hard time processing.
The young tactician grunted as he shot a small blast from an emergency tome forward. Not as powerful as his usual weapon, Grima's Truth, but it held enough power. Plus it wasn't power that he needed to beat these foes, it was timing,
"Come on Marc!" Morgan shouted from her end, sounding a bit annoyed after his attack as she was able to much more easily adjust to this new type of battle, "You gotta dance to the beat!" Putting her words into action, the older sister bounced in place and waved her hands in an unrefined, yet energetic matter. The smirk on her face indicated she was having a good time as she shot an attack out at the drop of each beat with an impressive amount of precision.
"She's right my love, just relax and act as though this is a free-form dance!" Ophelia shouted beside him, a delighted grin on her face as she took as much joy from their current situation as Morgan, using it to try pose after pose that sent out a small jolt of lightning that sent her line of incoming enemies flying away. Marc couldn't help but be impressed by how well they flowed into each other and how she was able to make new-ones or morph older-ones on the spot to fit in time with the flow of the mysterious song echoing around them.
Though Marc didn't stop the scowl he had on that was directed more at himself from his girlfriend's advice, "Except I'm a lousy dancer!" Ok to be fair, it wasn't that he was a lousy dancer, he just hasn't really learned how to dance in general...which made him a lousy dancer. And it showed as he took at another enemy out of beat and had more come towards him. He was already getting a bit worn out by their numbers, and if this kept up, it wouldn't be long until one of those enemies got through him.
"Huuu~" Morgan sighed, just loud enough for her brother to hear over the sounds of song and the clangs whenever an enemy was sent away, "Lil! Help my brother out before he trips over his two left feet!"
Marc bit back from giving a retort to that comment, instead, doing his best to focus on the next batch of enemies coming towards him, thankful taking most of them out on time with the beat, though it was mostly luck than anything else. Glancing towards his side, he saw Lilina also take out another batch of enemies with small, concussive, fiery blasts. Her dance-form easily being the most refined out of the group as she combined the grace of a ballroom dance with the energy of the free-spirited types of dances he saw Olivia perform on the battlefield in his own world. Finding himself a bit captivated by how her shoal skirt spun and swayed with her twirls and the way she arched back as she shot her hand forward for her attacks. The flowers on her outfit bounced in place that, along with her swaying hair, helped to frame her in a unique and beautiful way.
Not that she was the only one who's dancing helped to show off their form. Morgan's energetic bounces had her large mounds jiggle widely as well, though considering her cloak helped to conceal them from his gaze and she was on the far side, made it hard for Marc to get that good of a look at the sight. Same for Ophelia, as while she was next to him, more often than not, her poses obstructed his view of her bouncing breasts as all their skirts swayed with their dances.
Marc shook his head, trying to banish those thoughts from his mind, now was not the time to think about that, not when there was an enemy to be defeated in front of them.
"Marc!"
The boy turned to Lilina as she finally got his attention, looking relieved as she spoke, "Try putting more movement into your hips and a bounce in your steps, you're too stiff." She told him with a stern critiquing tone he rarely heard from her.
Nodding, he did as she said, finding that his strikes became more in time with the beat against the row of soldiers that had lined up for him, shooting a small blast at each one with a bit more 'oomph' to his hips, hearing one specific clang that informed him that his strike was perfect!
"Good!" Lilina told him with an approving tone and smile but still had a stern air around her, "But you're using a bit too much energy in your movements, you're gonna tire yourself out too soon," She warned, before disposing of the enemy that was about to come on top of her with ease.
Marc grunted as he tried to put her advice into action, but he just couldn't seem to do so. He found that if he tried to slow down, his own rhythm would get disrupted and he'd have to quickly get back into the beat of the music.
Seeing his plight, Lilina took a deep breath and quickly made her way towards him. The tactician not even noticing her presence until she was right next to him.
"Lil-"
"Just focus and follow my lead, " She whispered with an almost strained tone that had Marc shutting up as he did what she said. Noticing she was close enough that he could see the sweat traveling down her skin and find himself wondering how Lilina was able to just have him follow her without question, either she really was fit for royalty, or she inherited more from her father than he believed, probably both.
But then again, he now found himself doing much better as he was able to better take note of Lilina style, the way how she still had some part of her body acting such as her hips or arm keep with the beat even if there were no enemies present helped to keep her rhythm undisrupted while she also made sure to put less energy in just shooting her hand out for an attack
Lilina couldn't hold back a grin as she felt Marc's gaze fall on her, making sure to put a bit more sway to her hips whether or not she was idle, and whenever she had a twirl incorporated to her dance, made sure to switch her stance that had her facing to or away from him. Showing off her bountiful breasts that were able to jiggle just enough to be enticing under her top or have her perky rear on display through her shoal-skirt for him to see whenever she swayed her hips. A confidence radiating in her that had her showing off and practically demanding his attention, it was new to her, and she couldn't help but like it!
Morgan for her part, smirked as she watched her brother and Lilina get closer, shooting a glance at Ophelia who also nodded approvingly with a grin. While these dancing enemies weren't part of their plan, she had been able to make it work by having Lilina help her brother, and she seemed to go even further than the tactician expected.
'That's right Lilina, make sure to catch his attention, cause pretty soon, you're gonna learn that you'll never want to go without it.' The girl thought with a grin, before letting out an "Ehhgghh!" as she disposed of another enemy. Quickly whipping a bead of sweat from her forehead. She had to admit, even with her abundance of energy, this was starting to take a toll on her, those hot-springs had better be worth it.
Turns out, they were, as the group laid their eyes on the springs, impressively large in size, with one side breaking into a small, yet still decently wide stream that seemingly led out of the cave considering the bright light that seemed to shine in the distance. Yet there was still plenty of light illuminating the springs, due to the numerous openings at the top of the cave that let the sunlight shine in.
"Cannonball!" Morgan cheered as she dove into the large-springs, a plume of water erupting from her dive-point as she came out from under the water with a grin, drenched in gentle, comforting heat that helped to wash away the sweat she accumulated. Ophelia quickly jumped in with her in an extravagant dive as the two soon started splashing each other with the water.
Marc couldn't help but chuckle at the display, it was also nice to see them let loose and just have fun, especially when it didn't involve draining him of energy. However, he wasn't able to keep looking on, as he found his arm grabbed by Lilina as she pulled him closer to the springs with a mirthful grin.
"Come on, don't just stand there!" She cheered with a giggle, "Let's jump in as well!"
Marc found himself left without a chance to respond to her as the strength in her force caught him off-guard as she set him on a course he couldn't deviate away from. Barely throwing his tome away in time (Even though it was waterproof), he found both him and Lilina over the edge and falling into the springs with a duel splash.
Marc let himself sink into the springs, noticing there was a decent depth to them, not to mention he could feel himself relax as the aches and soreness in his muscle accumulated from his dancing started to be soothed and washed away. Letting himself gently rise up back to the surface.
Only to be forced back down.
"Surprise attack!" Morgan announced as he leaped onto his back the moment his head poked out from under the water. Her brother was barely able to take a breath before she pulled him back down. The two tossing and turning under the water as Marc instinctively tried to pull himself back up.
"Ahuuuu~!" He gasped loudly, trying to take in a big gulp of air, only to feel his sister's arms wrapped them themselves around him as she pressed her chest into the back of his neck.
"Ohh no you don't!" She declared, leaning forward and in turn forcing him to do so as they both fell into the water once again with a splash.
Lilina couldn't help but giggle as she watched the siblings wrestle in the water, Marc continually popping up from under the water, sometimes even managing to get Morgan off his back, only for her to quickly pull him back down under and reattach herself in the process.
Feeling a hand on her shoulder, the princess turned to its owner, finding Ophelia flashing her smile, no words leaving her lips, but Lilina could hear the message being sent.
"Good job,"
And with that, the blonde opted to join in on the siblings fun, no doubt giving her boyfriend a sense of relief as she pried Morgan off her back. Only to then take her place as she was now the one to ride Marc and send him constantly tumbling down into the water, a mildly devilish giggle escaping her lips with a series of laughs intertwined as both she and Morgan fought for control of the poor lad's back as he struggled to escape.
Not helping another giggle, Lilina soon found herself swimming towards them, "Don't forget about me!" She happily stated, gaining a duo of approving cheers from Ophelia and Morgan, and fearful "Ehh?" from Marc as he soon found himself under the assault of three women while they played king of the hill on him.
"Ahhh, this is life." Morgan sighed happily, hands behind her head as she leaned back against the smooth rock edge behind her. Most of her body from the upper chest down was submerged under the hot-springs as the group found a corner that rounded off into more of a decently-large tub than a wide-open pool. Ophelia by her side, while her brother and Lilina sat on the other.
Just as the girls planned.
"I must concur, my friend," Ophelia also joined in, rolling her shoulders and swaying her hips a bit as she felt their joints soothe thanks to the warm water.
Marc meanwhile, did his best to keep a smile, trying not to pay attention to how both his sister's and girlfriend's assets that weren't submerged under the water, instead they were floating. And it was a very enticing sight. One that was making his loins stir below.
It didn't help that during the whole wrestling fiasco earlier, Marc had to deal with both of their wet bodies sliding and rubbing against his, with the two making sure to have some fun by giving a few rubs near and on his groin with their hands or butt, or just reminding him how nice their breasts were as they pressed against him.
However, he was more concerned with Lilina, glancing at the girl next to him, thankful that water wasn't so clear that one could easily see under them. But that didn't help him to be a bit on-edge by her, as her participation in the wrestling match also had her slim-body rubbing against him as well, helping him to truly understand what it was like, especially considering how unique it was compared to Ophelia and Morgan.
Currently, however, the girl looked a bit uneasy, just like him, at the sight of their friends floating assets. Judging by the way she was sinking a bit down into the waters, blue-hair floating around her head and had her eyes mostly gazed away from her female friends as they seemed engrossed in a conversation, though she took periodic glances at their chests.
Feeling he had to do something, Marc subtly shifted a bit closer to her, carefully setting up a small hex in the meantime as he asked, "You ok?"
Lilina was caught a bit off-guard by his voice, finding its soft and gentle tone soothing as she glanced at him, "Um, yeah," She replied, seeming that she wanted to say more, glancing at the others.
"Don't worry, I've got a small hex up, they can't hear us so long as we whisper," Marc informed her, noticing how that information seemed to put her a bit at ease before asking, "You seem, off."
His tone was caring, clearly wanting to know what was ailing her in case he could help. It had Lilina smile lightly as she decided to be honest, "Well, I don't like to think that I'm vain or anything, but well, it's a bit annoying to be reminded the difference between myself and them when it becomes so prominent," She told him with a low tone, glancing down at her own chest, "Can't help but be a bit self-conscious."
Marc wasn't sure how to respond to that comment, but felt like he needed to say something, so he decided to be honest, "You shouldn't worry about that, you're pretty in your own way." He told her.
His complement got a low chuckle from the girl, her hand tucking the strands of hair behind the ear closer to him, "Thanks, but you're just being polite,"
Marc shrugged, "Does it matter if I'm being polite if what I'm saying is true?" His words got a slight reaction from the girl as her face was slightly stunned, especially when he added, "It's not hard to see why you become royalty, you definitely look the part."
Lilina blushed at his statement, before gaining a small smile, with Marc smiling right back. The two couldn't help but gaze into each other's eyes, their pools of blue and purple reflecting off each other respectively.
"Marc! Lilina!"
The two snapped their heads at the sound of Morgan's voice, finding the girl standing up in the water as she had one hand planted on the stone edge, which Ophelia was currently using to pull herself out of the water, her drenched skirt clinging to her legs and butt as they faced out towards them. The female tactician meanwhile, was shooting them a blank look, as though unaware of what they were doing as she said, "Ophelia and I are gonna check the other parts of the cave,"
Marc immediately stood up, "Oh, let me get out too." He said, ready to do as he said, only for his girlfriend to stop him.
"Fear not my love, for there is no need," The blonde told him as she finally pulled herself out, shaking her body a little to dry herself just a bit, immediately stopping the tactician as she went on, "Recuperate here for I know the challenge that brought us to this place took its toll on you."
"Lilina," Morgan cut in, hands on her hips as she was out of the water, "Look after my brother in the meantime, I don't want him following us, truthful Ophelia and I want to explore the rest of this cave by ourselves."
Lilina smiled apprehensive at them, "If you say so," She responded, giving a wave of her hand, while Marc just sat back down, grumbling about how if that's all they wanted to do, they could've just told him and he wouldn't follow.
Walking away, Morgan and Ophelia gave one final wave to the duo still in the springs, before looking back at each other and grinning. The plan was going great, especially considering the way the two lock-eyes earlier, even if they needed to make Lilina slightly down with their chests.
But considering what they were doing for her, they believed she would forgive them. However, they still needed to do one thing. Helping to set the mood. And with that, the two activated the hex they had set up while in the springs.
"Whoa,"
Marc and Lilina were a bit stunned by the orange rays that had started to cast through the holes in the ceiling, illuminating the springs with a new glow, no doubt changing the atmosphere.
"Have we really been here that long?" Lilina asked, looking up into what they assumed to be the setting sun.
Marc for his part, shrugged, "I'm not sure, definitely didn't feel that long," He replied, feeling as though something was a bit off, though he did recall something that the Anna who ran the beach resort told him, "Actually, I think I remembered one of the Anna's mentioning how the sun takes a bit longer to set, and it does so earlier in the day."
Lilina hummed a bit surprised by that information, "Oh?" not sure what else to say, but eventually came up with, "Well, it is beautiful."
Marc smiled, "Yeah, it is."
The two said nothing, just sitting together in comforting silence. Gazing together up at the sky with a small smile, enjoying the comforting presence of the other, to the point that even when they felt each other's hand brush against the other's under the water, they didn't move away. In fact, Lilina even let her rest atop of his.
And Marc felt fine with it, not helping the words that came out of his mouth, "You know, I really meant what I said before, about how you look like royalty."
Lilina giggled, clasping his hand, "Yeah, I can't help but believe you," She replied, "You're not so bad yourself, I can definitely see why Ophelia fell for you."
Marc chuckled with a trace of nervousness, "Thanks, part of me feels like I should try and argue against that, but I don't think I should question royalty." He joked.
That had him being rewarded with a small laugh from Lilina that had his heart skipping a beat, "Smart," She told him, clasping his hand even more, and letting out a pleasant sigh when he clasped her back.
Marc felt his heart starting to beat up, Lilina, he could feel something there, and he felt like he should say something. But, he'd be lying if he wasn't a bit scared to say it. Even if Ophelia, and Morgan had both told him they were fine expanding their little group, he wasn't as willing to just jump into that. And even if part of him wanted Lilina to be a part of it, would it be right to ask her to do so?
Still, he knew keeping these feelings bottled up would just hurt him in the long run, eventually, Ophelia or Morgan would catch on, and no doubt give him a scolding and force him to confess. So he knew he'd best do it on his own term.
"Hey, Lilina?" He called to her, hearing the water around her stir as she looked at him.
"Yes?"
"Can I tell you something?"
She didn't respond immediately, Marc hearing her give a hum, as though she was thinking about it, before saying, "Can I say something as well?"
Marc also took a bit of time to respond to that, but was finished much more quickly as he spoke "Together on the count of three?"
She nodded with a hum, with the two performing a countdown. And once they reached the end, they said what they had to.
"I have feelings for you!"
"I really like you!"
The Tactician and Princess gazed at each with wide-eyes, both surprised at what the other said, especially considering what they themselves had said. Blushes forming on their cheeks as they both started to understand what had happened.
And they both couldn't help but look away, Marc nervously rubbing the back of his head, while Lilina brought a fist to her mouth. Neither able to properly follow up on their confessions.
"Soooo?" Marc began.
"Yeeaaah" Lilina replied, her shoulders tensing up.
Before another (awkward) silence could fall over them, Marc decided she deserved an explanation.
"Lilina, I know it may be strange, no, outlandish to hear what I said, especially considering my relationship with Ophelia. But, I couldn't help myself, and to tell you the truth, Ophelia and I, well, we have somewhat of an, open relationship?" Marc tensed up as he added, "I understand if that changes your mind about me! I get that it's really outlandish!"
However, the girl surprised him, by fully turning back to him and saying, "No it doesn't! I don't care about that!"
Marc blinked, "You don't?"
Lilina nodded her head, with an admittedly cute blush as she shyly looked away, "In fact, I've known about it, and Morgan as well, for a while now."
Marc looked at her surprised, but then felt some aspects of the current day come to the forefront of his mind, the teasing, focus Ophelia and Morgan put on her. And it all started to make sense.
"They've been trying to set us up, haven't they?" He asked with a low tone.
Lilina nodded once again, "I told them about how I felt, they told me about the group, and offered to help me out." She shyly informed him, feeling more than a bit embarrassed about the whole thing.
Marc let out a sigh, "I'm not sure how to respond to that, honestly."
Lilina didn't fault him, "Yeah, I understand," However, it didn't stop her from once again clasping his hand and saying, "But, I want you to know Marc, I really do like you, and, I want to be with you,"
The tactician turned to look at her with an unsure look, "Are you sure Lilina? Even if it means being a part of this group?"
The girl reacted in a way that Lilina didn't expect, by giving Marc a determined look as her grip on his hand tightened.
"Marc," She started with a stern tone that caught the boy off-guard, "If I wasn't ok with this? Do you think I would've gone ahead with all of this? Surely you don't believe me that timid to just follow Ophelia and Morgan's plan if I did not wish to?"
Marc was stunned by her response before letting out an embarrassed look, "Sorry," He apologized, "Just wanted to make sure."
Lilina's face went back to her much more gentle persona, "Yeah, I understand, and I just wanted you to understand that I was serious about this." And with that, her grip on his hand became much more gentle, with him clasping it back once again.
"So, what now?" Marc questioned, a bit unsure of what they should do next.
Lilina gave him an odd look, "Marc, what do people usually do after accepting each other's confession?" She asked with an almost mocking tone that had had the tactician sweat dropping.
"Sorry,"
Lilina sighed, looking at him for a bit, as though waiting for him to say something. With Marc eventually getting the hint, he leaned his head forward, tilted it down and to the side, as she tilted her up and to the opposite side. Both their lips pressing against the other, with a hint of the springs water being tasted, not that they cared as they just enjoyed the moment.
Pulling away, the two had large blushed on their faces, but Lilina eventually was able to gain a small grin, "Took you long enough,"
The tactician chuckled, "Anything I can do to help make it up to you?"
Lilina's grin turned playful, "Another kiss might do the trick."
Laughing, Marc grated that request, leaning down once to plant his lips on hers, the two let out a small muffled moan as they made this exchange a bit more passionate. Leaning towards the other, they used their free hand to explore a little. Marc's hand landing on her surprising proportional thigh, while Lilina's pressed against his chest as she traced over his abs.
The two let out the occasional moan in each other's mouths as their tongue brushed against it each, intensifying in contact with each passing second as their faces became more and more flushed, and their loins started to stir the closer the other's hand went towards them.
"Ghee!"
"Ahh~"
The two gasped as they felt the other's hand press against their sex simultaneously. They ended their kiss and looked at each other, faces still red, but eyes still just a bit unsure. That was until Lilina acted first, grasping Marc's covered dick with a firm grasp and pressing herself against him, moving her mouth to his ear, she whispered, "I want you, Marc" Her tone was simple and determined, yet held an air of sultry.
She wanted him, and Marc wanted her, but he couldn't shake something else, the air, an aura that surrounded Lilina, he didn't just want her, he wanted to please her.
The girl let out a small gasp as she felt herself lifted from the water, giving a small shiver as the warm water cascaded down her body, Marc gently placed her atop of the spring's edge. Settling down between her legs, he carefully spread them as he kneeled in between, brought to a closer level to her bottoms as he looked up at her with caring eyes.
"May I? Your highness?" He asked with a slightly playful tone to help relax them both.
Lilina grinned in response, understanding Marc's game, and deciding to play along, "You may," Her approval held a tone fit for royalty as she granted him permission for his request. The girl made herself more comfortable as she had a hand rest on the ground behind her to prop herself up, while the other rested in a fist in front of her mouth as she looked down at him with nervous, but still determined eyes, ready to see this through.
She helped to let him know this by spreadingher legs a bit more as he placed a hand on her thigh to steady himself, the other making its way to her bottoms. Looking up at her one more time, she nodded her head assuredly, and with that, Marc moved aside the red-fabric, and found himself face-to-face with the glistening-pussy behind it.
Marc couldn't help but be slightly stunned at the pink-lips of her folds, and the scent it was letting off as its juices trailed down. Glancing up at Lilina, he noticed that her eyes were closed in preparation, and feeling it was almost cruel to keep her waiting, he leaned in, and gave a lick.
The blue-haired girl sharply inhaled at the feeling of his tongue brushing against her pussy, tensing up as her lips were spread wider by his fingers as he gently licked around the opening, The sounds of the water moving around him coupled with the low slurps he let off were much more sensitive to her ears than she anticipated. The grip of her fist tightening as she leaned her head back, doing her best not to sit still and not interrupt his motions as she adjusted to this new sensation.
Marc meanwhile, was also getting accustomed, truth be told, despite the nearly daily sessions he's had with Ophelia and Morgan, cunnilingus wasn't usually a part of them. They just apparently weren't that interested in it most of the time, save for when one of them was occupying his dick and the other wanted an orgasm that had them sitting on his face. But even then, it was usually frantic, going slow like he was now, was something he didn't really do.
Still, this was his and Lilina's first time, and he didn't want to rush it. So he held back, and even if he wasn't that well-versed in cunnilingus, he's had more than enough practice fingering, and so he used that in tandem with his oral skills as he gently rubbed her inner-layers with his thumb.
The result was a few low pants and moans from Lilina that were pretty cute. The girl's mouth wide open as she tried to control her breathing, squirming lightly in place as she felt her most private place touched in that way by someone other than her. Still, she eventually got accustomed to it, allowing her thoughts to become more clear, and it was than she thought, Marc was holding back.
Sure, he may have done so to ease her into this, but, but that wasn't what she wanted! She had told him she wanted her, but this, this was too little, it wasn't enough! No, she wanted his best, like she saw him doing to Ophelia! She wanted him to show her just how much he wanted her, so much so that he wasn't holding back.
"Marc,"
The tactician paused at the sound of his name, a bit shaky in tone, but still clearly stern and determined. Looking up to her, Marc found himself caught off-guard by the look in her eyes. With her back straight, Lilina soon closed those eyes and took a calming breath, moving a leg over his, she brought both of her's together once again as she extended them off to the side, saying nothing as she lifted her butt slightly and grabbed both sides of the tight-red fabric as she slid them off her perky rear and down her legs.
Marc couldn't help but be in awe as she did so, there was a sort of aura now surrounding her that had Marc entranced by the sight as he gazed along her slender legs as her bottoms were removed, before finally coming out of her feet. Lilina put the fabric by her sides as she swung a leg over his head, her movements holding a sort of authority as she spread her legs once again. Though this time, she also brought a hand down to her folds, and used two fingers to open them up as she gazed at him with a commanding look.
"Lilina?" Marc was unsure of this change in attitude, wondering what had come over her.
Only for the girl to squint her eyes at him and say, "Stop holding back."
"Hmm?"
Marc almost sweatdropped as Lilina's gaze narrowed at him, "I saw how you did it with Ophelia earlier, I know what you're capable of."
Marc was about to speak, only for Lilina to cut him off again, "I told you, Marc, I want you. And not just that, I want you to show me how much you want me as well. Make no mistake Marc, I'm not asking you to give it your all, I'm commanding you,"
Marc could only blink at Lilina's words as she spoke in a way that was unlike anything he's ever heard from her. Sure there were times that royal authority of her's shined through, but this was something else, it wasn't just the air of royalty, it was that of a queen.
"Mhhm?" Marc found himself surprised as Lilina placed a hand on his head, and proceeded to pull it against his folds.
Keeping him there with a firm grip, she looked down at him and ordered, "Now eat me out."
And Marc did just that, finding himself more than willing to follow her demands. If Lilina wanted his best, then he'd give it to her. His tongue no longer gently scraping around her outer-layer, instead it was plunging deep inside her passage, wiggling and drinking up droplets of her royal nectar. Finding her passage warm and fairly tasty as he slurped up her insides with the need she demanded.
'Gods! What's coming over me?!' Lilina mentally questioned herself, the way she talked to him, ordering him to do what she wanted, it was unlike anything that's ever come over her. But gods she couldn't argue the results, she wanted, no needed this! And she found herself hard-pressed to slow down now.
"Yes~" She moaned with a small smile and flushed face, her grip on his hair strengthening as she squirmed from his oral assault. Her butt-flexing atop of the smooth-stone ground as her shoulders rolled. Her lower legs swaying in the waters below, with her sandals-clad feet occasionally kicking up whenever Marc's tongue hit deep. Splashing the water around them as she kept herself up with the hand extended out behind her.
Lilina couldn't help but move her hips in tandem, grinding her snatch against Marc's face, her actions balancing an aura of need and ordering. As she expressed to him not only she wanted more, but that she was demanding for it. Further exemplified by how she further pulled him into her groin with the grip on his head.
Marc, for his part, was continuing to do his best to please the girl. Drinking down whatever juices his tongue could scoop-up as he thrust it in and out of her passage. But as she demanded more from him, he knew his tongue wouldn't be enough, and so he added his fingers as well.
"Huuu~!" Lilina sharply inhaled as Marc slipped two of his fingers into her pussy, moving them around inside whilst he ate her out. She couldn't stop her legs from repositioning themselves as they flung themselves over his shoulders. Her heels digging into his back (which was thankfully cushioned by his cloak) as they pushed him further against her groin, her thighs squeezing around his head to prevent it from going anywhere else as she relished the sensation Marc was providing her.
The tactician though, was finding himself in a bit of trouble. As much as he would've liked to continue, Lilina's closing of her legs had made it hard for him to slip his fingers as easily as before. And so, he was left with just his tongue once again. Still, he knew he couldn't slow down now, not when Lilina demanded more. And so he repurposed his hands to slide to her rear, taking a hold of her taunt flesh as he took a firm grip with her perky behind.
His actions elicited a small gasp from the girl as she felt herself lifted slightly off-the-ground, with Marc now being the one to pull her towards him as she felt his tongue go crazy inside of her. Thrusting and wiggling like never before as his mouth loudly sucked and slurped around her folds, causing her body to shiver and back flex as she moaned and groaned from his vigorous assault.
"Marc," She groaned, grinting her teeth as she wiggled her hips and grinding her pussy against his face, wanting nothing more than to finally gain an orgasm and release it all over him. Her fingers and heels dug into his scalp and back while her back arched as she leaned away. Muffled moans and pants escaping her lips as she shook her head in anticipation.
Marc meanwhile, was currently thinking of a way to give Lilina that one final push to send her over the edge. And it came in the form of the small, puffed-up orb atop of her folds.
Lilina thought she froze by how tensed-up she became, the reasoning being the way her partner wrapped his lips over her clit, swiping his tongue against it as it thrust in and out of her passage. That coupled with the sucking he also performed had chills crawling up her spine, chills that helped to undo the tight-knot in her stomach, and let her floodgates finally open.
"GhhhaAAAAAA~!"
Marc could do nothing but brace himself as Lilina locked her legs around his heads, both hands planted firmly on her head as they held him in place as she came. Her scream echoing in the cave as her orgasm came out like a tidal wave that almost drowned Marc as they not only filled his mouth, but also splash against his face, coating it in a mask of her royal nectar.
Though Marc had to admit, it was a pretty tasty nectar. Finding himself just able to deal with Lilina's orgasm as he continued to suck down her juices, doing his best to breath through his nose as his mouth was preoccupied. Had it not been for the experience Ophelia and Morgan had been providing him with, he doubted he would have handled this as well as he was. Still, Lilina's leg grip was more than a bit tight, and he was starting to have a bit trouble breathing.
Lilina for her part, let out small pants as she tried to control her breathing. A hand cupping over her mouth as she could still feel her head beating from the mind-numbing orgasm. But, it also felt a bit clearer as well. That fire that had caused her to be so determined in her quest seemed to diminish for now. Still, she was a bit grateful that it was lit at all, cause otherwise, she doubted she would've been able to push Marc to the point of bringing her to such a mind-breaking orgasm.
Speaking of Marc, he's seemed fairly quiet.
*Slap *Slap
It was then Lilina was finally able to register the tapping on her thigh. All but snapping her head down, she found Marc's palm starting to frantically tap against her skin as she realized she was depriving him of oxygen.
"Oh my gods!" Lilina shouted as she released her grip, watching as the tactician quickly took in gulps of air. An embarrassed blush coming over her face as he did so. Lilina leaned towards him as she placed and hand on his back and gently patted it.
"Sorry Marc," She apologized with a self-disappointed tone, "I don't know what came over myself."
But to her surprise, Marc chuckled, "No need to feel bad," He told her.
Lilina shook her head, "But that was rude of me! I almost suffocated you."
Marc laughed, "Trust me, I've gone through worse," He assured her, placing his own hand on her back as he smiled at her, "I can handle what you throw, being with Morgan and Ophelia isn't something one can do easily."
Lilina wasn't sure how to respond to that, wanting to argue with him, but unable to do so with the way he smiled at her. Letting out a sigh, she relented and leaned towards him, smiling as she said, "You're too kind,"
"Hey, just following orders, your highness." He joked, chuckling as Lilina playfully hit him against the chest.
Lilina gazed at his face, letting out another sigh as she shook her head and said, "Come on, let me clean your face up." Picking up her discarded bottoms, Lilina used the outer layer to wipe away the stains of her nectar over his face. A few chuckles leaving his lips at how drastic a change in how she was now, to how she acted a few minutes ago.
Wrapping his arm around her, he pulled her in and asked, "So, what was with that attitude change? It was, surprising ? Much more intense than just your usual determined self."
Lilina let out a sigh, placing her now stained bottoms aside as she leaned into his embrace, tucking a few strands of her hair behind her ear as she replied, "I'm not sure honestly. I just remembered how you were with Ophelia and wanted the same. You being gentle was nice, but it wasn't what I wanted from you. I wanted to not just be loved but also desired? And I guess I took it a little too far? Sorry."
Marc chuckled, "Well, don't be afraid to let me know what you want. And if you want to act like that again, then go ahead. I don't want you to hold back either. Though, maybe next time try not to be too rough?" He rubbed his sore neck at the last part.
Now Lilina was the one chuckling, offering him a quick peek on the cheek. "Thanks, Marc, I'll admit it was, kinda fun to act as I did, but also it felt weird, I felt in control and not at the same time," She turned to him, "You know what I mean?"
Marc nodded, a sly grin coming onto his face, "Well, it was kinda hot to see you act like that, even if I was being all but ordered around."
Lilina grinned back, "Says the man who was more than eager to follow them." She teased.
Marc simply smiled and bowed, gaining a small laugh from the princess, however, as he straightened his back once again, she noticed the tent in his trunks, and licked her lips as an idea came.
"Perhaps I should reward you for that," She stated with a playful and sultry tone, the fire that had gone down once again starting to flare up as she brought a hand down and grasped his dick. Eliciting a sharp inhale from her partner as she rubbed around its outline, finding herself caught a bit off-guard by its size. And while part of it scared her, another part of her relished it.
Bringing herself down on her knees in front of him with flawless grace, she gazed up happily at Marc as she gripped the helm of his trunks, the boy understanding her message as he lifted his hips up and allowed her to pull his swimsuit down. Exposing his pulsing dick as it sprung out to her, nearly hitting the girl in the face as she was brought face-to-face with its tip, quickly noticing the pre-cum dripping out of it.
Lilina's gaze was focused as she viewed the engorged tip, finding that it, and the rest of Marc's members were much bigger than she anticipated, and even though she knew her thin-fingers were a bit small, the size of the gap between them and her fingers as they wrapped around his cock sent shivers down her spine. She wondered if she'd be able to handle it, or if it would even fit inside her to begin with.
But it didn't cause her to slow down, as even as her gaze was focused on it, she was still pulling Marc's trunks down and off his legs and letting them float away. One hand settled itself on his thigh while the other held his dick steady as she examined it, noticing the heavy, musky scent it emitted, one that made her mind hazy, and further fueled the fire burning inside. Her folds once again started to drip in anticipation.
Part of Lilina's mind was urging, screaming at her to slow down. But another part, a stronger part, was telling her to dive right in. And so, glancing back up at Marc, she flashed him a smile that she hoped looked more confident than nervous, before gazing back down at his cockhead, and sticking her tongue out.
Marc inhaled as he felt Lilina's lick around his member. Her actions felt a touch experimental, but also teasing as she got herself accustomed yet had her fun doing so. Her tongue leaving tracing against his member as it traveled up and down and left a carpet of her saliva, the pink appendage swirling around the top as she sampled the cum he had to offer, and found herself more than pleased. And soon, she found herself stepping up her gaze, as with a wide-open mouth, she leaned down and engulfed his dick.
Marc moaned as Lilina soon took to bobbing her head up and down his length, getting a good chunk of it down as her lips were sealed tight around his girth. Marc didn't know how to describe it, but Lilina's mouth felt tighter than Ophelia's and Morgan's, a bit warmer as well as she used the saliva she coated his coach in before to enhance her blowjob as her lips gilded around his length, her tongue scraping against his side and pushing against his tip in tandem. The occasional cute moan muffled by his cock as it vibrated around it.
Though Lilina felt her chest tighten-up with pride with every groan and moan Marc emitted as she continued, a blush coming onto his face as she felt her folds start to drip when he placed a hand on her head. It was a gentle grip, not pushing or pulling so much as it simply guided her, it was kinda sweet. But even so, she wanted him to force her down, for her to make him feel so good that he couldn't help but have her take more of his big cock!
And so, taking a deep breath through her nose, she did her best to calm her mind, before pushing her head down further than it had gone before, with his tip popping into her gullet.
"Lilina!" Marc gasped, his fingers instinctively digging into her scalp as he flung his head forward. His eyes gazed down at her face, finding it was married in concentration as she continued to push forward, her closed eyes twitching as she suppressed the urge to gag and cough, not wanting anything to slow her down as she was practically drooling on his cock to slicken it up. Her tongue was no longer moving around, instead, it stayed at the bottom of her mouth, as though a carpet for his dick as it moved against it.
Lilina felt the need to scream, moan, say something as she lodged more and more of his dick into her gullet, but with it taking up such a large space, any sound she made muffled around his member and had him moaning in delight. A sound that made her ears twitched and pride swell, especially when she felt his hand start to push her down as well, with the closest thing to a moan of delight emanating in her throat as her cheeks caved in more and more the further she went down.
Her eyes were starting to tear up as the lack of oxygen started to get to her, even as she kept breathing through her nose, filling it with more and more of the musky scent of his member along with the spring's water. Her vision was getting blurrier, hazy, and it was close to getting black. Her hands gripped his thighs tighter as more and more of his dick was engulfed into her bit-too snug esophagus.
But she pushed on, she wanted to show Marc that she could handle what he gave, that she wasn't some delicate princess. She was as stubborn as her father in her quest as she showed him just what she was capable of, showing the determination of a queen.
And soon, her efforts bore fruit, as her lips finally touched down against his groin, leaving a wet kiss there as she finally accomplished her task, and knowing she had gone past her limits, she pulled back. It was a bit difficult with how tightly her throat was hugging his member, but she eventually did it, taking a large gulp of air as his cockhead popped out of her mouth.
Marc found himself entranced at the sight of his saliva-coated dick that was just engulfed in easily the tightest throat he ever felt. The sight of Lilina panting as she held her throat being entrenched in his mind. Though despite the experience, he couldn't help but be a bit disappointed that she pulled away before he came, still, he did his best not to let it be heard as he said, "Gods, that was, amazing Lilina," He complimented, his voice taking on a slightly worried tone as he asked, "You ok?"
To his surprise, she grinned at him, "Never better," She replied, whipping away the spit around her lips with the back of her arm, before using that hand to grasp his member, "And what do you mean by was?" Her hand began to move up and down his length, giving his member full pumps thanks to the saliva coating it.
Marc winced, smiling at her a bit nervously as he had to ask, "Than what now?"
Lilina's grin widened, "Now, you just sit back like you've been, and let me sit on my new throne."
Marc was taken aback by her remarks, stunned as Lilina stood up with grace, turning around so that her perky rear faced him, though it was obscured by her shoal-skirt. Tucking her hair behind her ears, Lilina placed a hand on his leg, keeping it spread out while her other hand held his dick, guiding it to her dripping entrance. Her skirt pooled around his lap as she bent her knees, steadying herself with the grip on his thigh as she winced at the feeling of his tip pressing against her folds, and tensing up as she felt it pop it.
And just that spread her walls wide, it was a lot, almost too much. But the fire inside her was back in full force now, it was what caused her to make those remarks about a throne, to seem so graceful in her movements, to act, like well, someone else. But that was her! She wanted this! And she wasn't going to slow down.
Marc planted his hands on her hips and held them with a firm grip as he felt her take more and more of her member into her tight pussy. He thought her mouth was pretty tight, but this was something else, unlike anything from Ophelia or Morgan as inch after inch slid in. But as amazing as it felt, he could see the way Lilina was tensing up as she seemed to struggle in taking more of him, even despite how lubricated his member and her passage were.
"Lilina," He tried to call out to her, only to get no response, "Lilina!"
That snapped her out of her focus, having her pause in her descent as she let out a small gasp, and wincing up as she was feeling just how filler her passage was in the parts that he was already in, and she wasn't even halfway down yet!
"Y-yes Marc?" She replied her tone strained as she struggled to keep composed due to this new, increasingly overwhelming sensation.
Marc winced as she felt her walls squeeze around him, but bit back a moan as he focused on Lilina herself, "You- grr , don't have to pu- ahh , push yourself so hard," He tried to warn her.
Only for her eyes to clenched shut and both her hands to tighten their grip around his thighs, "I'm not pushing myself," She tried to rebuttal with an almost annoyed look.
But Marc wasn't buying it, "Lilina," His tone wasn't just gentle anymore, it was firm, "You don't have to rush through this."
Lilina grit her teeth at his words, before all but snapping at him, "I'm not rushing! I want this! I want us to fuck! I want you!"
The two groaned as they felt her walls spasming as she tensed up from her outburst, but neither could take the time to enjoy it as their focus was now on this conversation, with Marc replying with, "And you'll have me, Lilina! We have time! Both now and later." He leaned forward, pressing his chest lightly into her back and wrapped his arms around her, causing her to shiver as he lowered his tone and continued, "I want ours, your first time to be special, we can try whatever you want, but, pushing yourself like this isn't how to do it."
Lilina shivered in his grasp, wanting to argue back. But the embrace he gave her, it made her feel safe, relaxed. That fire that had been driving her before no longer burning as widely, no, now it was becoming more controlled as Marc held it back. And she could now see things clearer.
Marc felt relieved as he saw her face soften up as she leaned back into him, "I'm sorry," She told him, her tone low and held with self-disappointed at how stubborn she was.
Marc softly stroked her stomach, "It's ok, Ophelia and Morgan were a bit like this as well," He told her.
It got a slightly surprised reaction from her, "Really?" She asked, her voice a tad higher and she turned her head slightly back to look at him.
Marc nodded with a small smile, glad to take the conversation somewhere else and hopefully help her relax, "They were a bit stubborn as you, wanting to jump right in, but, just like you, they realized they didn't have to." Marc traced one of his hands down past her stomach and over his leg, moving it to cover the hand she had there, "I really like you, Lilina, and I don't want us to just fuck, I want, to love you as well, and there's nothing stopping us from doing both right?"
Lilina gazed at him with stunned eyes, before looking down with a sadden look as tear watered up in her eye.
Worrying he had done something wrong, Marc's voice took a more worrying tone as he asked, "Hey, Lilina? Did I say something wrong?"
She shook her head, wiping away the tear with a half-forced, and half-genuine smile, "No, just, gods I feel like a fool." She laughed a bit self-deprecating at her, "I wanted this so much, that I didn't realize I was going too far until you stopped me. Ha, to think that my friends refer to me as a Queen when I get like this, but all I am is a stubborn Wyvern."
The princess gasped as she felt Marc tighten his embrace, "You are a Queen," His voice was firm, filled with such honesty that it had Lilina stunned, especially as he continued, "You're wise, beautiful, firm when you need to be, but gentle as well. Gods Lilina, you're so amazing that I can't help but be stunned by you more often than not. Even when you were pushing yourself before, I felt reluctant to stop you cause I was too stunned that someone like you was pushing so hard for a guy like me."
Lilina smiled at his words, feeling her body relax, and that relaxation, help to let more of Marc's length slide in.
The two winced as they felt it, their breathing becoming a bit more ragged at the sensation. But Lilina was able to keep composed enough to respond with a fair bit of confidence, "Marc, I still want to push myself,"
He smiled at her, "I never said you didn't have to, just, not so hard."
And with that, they resumed, but this time, with Marc embracing the girl as he helped to steady her descent down. Taking her hand in his and letting her squeeze it as she felt herself become fuller and fuller every passing moment, to the point her breathing was becoming so ragged she was afraid she'd pass out. But with Marc's gently guiding voice and hand, she felt her tight pussy let more and more of him slowly but surely in.
Until eventually, she felt her butt press against his lap, the two let out a half-sigh, half-moan as they relished the sensation. Lilina for her part, held her head low, letting her blue-hair fall down around it and brush against her lap. Her breathing, while better, was still basically a series of pants. There was no more doubt, while Marc did fit, it was a very tight one. She could feel how tightly her walls squeezed around him, their grip almost vice-like as she wondered if it was its way of trying to push him out, or keep him in. Either way, it had her feeling every pulse his dick emitted, each one causing her walls to spasm lightly in response as she shivered from them.
To think she was trying to force this so roughly before. She was much gladder that Marc had slowed her down, otherwise, this probably wouldn't have felt so good! And that fire inside her, despite still being contained, was still fueling her to get even more.
The pair winced as Lilna used her grip on his thighs to pull herself up, before letting herself fall down, a jolt of pleasure shooting through her spine as the two simultaneously let out a gasp. Her head flailing back as her hair flew along with her to once again flow behind her, with a few strands falling over Marc's head, not that he minded. Lilina meanwhile, tilted her head up towards the ceiling, wide eyes gazing at them as her open mouth was doing its best to once again get her breathing under control.
And with that, she tightened her grip on his thighs, and pulled herself back up to do it again.
Marc groaned and moaned as he watched Lilina move and up down his cock, pulling herself up before letting herself drop down. Each time letting more and more of his length leave her before having it soon fill her up again, sending jolts of pleasure shooting through both of them with ecstatic gasps immediately following. And with each passing drop, Lilina went faster, to the point she was starting to bounce on his cock, the wet slap. that would've been produced by her rear crashing down on his lap muffled by the fabric of her skirt, but sounds of water splashing near her feet helped to make up for it.
Marc knew Lilina was going more than a bit fast, part of him wanted to slow her, despite the amazing sensation of her tight passage squeezing around his dick. But, he couldn't bring himself to do it, as Lilina was exuding a sort of aura that demanded she not be questioned. The way her back was straight as it moved up and down while her hips rocked back and forward with her hair swaying in her movements while her bountiful-breasts jiggled in their tight-confinements, the sight of his member disappearing in and out from under her ass and into her snug passage again and again, and most of all, the blissful face she had on as she tilted her head back and sang her moans to the sky.
She might've been pushing herself, but Marc could tell this time, she knew just how much she could handle, and right now, this was nowhere near enough for her. And so, tightening up his embrace around her waist and the grip on her round hip, he knew all he could do was hold on as Lilina rode him like a, honest to gods, queen, and right now, he was her throne.
Lilina meanwhile, was on the verge of giggling maniacally, phrases such as "Yes gods yes" and "More, More," muttering under her breath instead as she continued her movements with an all but dumb grin on her face. Now having reached the point of leaving all but his tip inside of him when she raised herself up before taking all of him back again as she dropped down, having her air bursting away from her lungs as her body tensed up and her walls spasmed around his girth. Lilina could feel her body shaking every passing moment, barely able to handle the sensation without losing her mind, but she was too focused for that to happen.
It didn't matter that her arms and hands were starting to ache as she kept using them to help raise herself up, or how her legs were also similarly starting to get tired from the resistance of the water as her sandals scraped against its floor. Least of all was her fraying hair was also of no concern as strands clung to her face by the sweat dripping and flying off her skin.
None of it mattered, all that matter was her and Marc, her bouncing on his lap as she took the full length of his cock over and over again. And as she could feel her orgasm approaching, she found herself begging for him to cum soon, not just in hopes of giving her a break, but also to feel him fill her up as well.
And it seems her prayers were being answered, as soon after the princess heard Marc's groaning intensify as he told her, "Lilina, I'm gonna-"
She cut him off, her tone simple yet demanding, "Give it to me,"
Marc obeyed, groaning into Lilina's back and sending shivers down her spine as he came, unloading buckets of his cum into her tight pussy. And with that, Lilina felt her own orgasm trigger, his tidal wave of cum breaking away her dam as she reached her second orgasm. She arched back against Marc and threw her face to the sky as she an ear-shattering screamed left her lips and echoed throughout the cave. Her juices mixed with his as they were forced to drip out her folds in the small openings present as the size of his dick was already taking up too much space.
Marc, for his part, kept holding on as Lilina rode his orgasm out, her walls squeezing around his prick as they milked, no, demand every last drop he had to offer. Not letting him move out even an inch as she had him drown her womb in his seed even if it was fruitless.
Lilina let out another gasp as she felt Marc continue to offer up his cum inside of her, her neck bending far back as her gaze was perpendicular to the sky. Her tense body shaking as she waited for both their orgasms to subside. And once they did, she felt all the strength that was keeping her up in her struggling arms and legs give out, and she fell into Marc's embrace, body limp as she did so.
As she laid against him, Lilina tried to regain her senses from the mind-breaking sensation of overwhelming pleasure that had overtaken her. She couldn't help the dumb smile on her face as she gave small laughs. That fire that had been fueling her before finally seemed to die down as she felt saitied. Even if she wanted a bit more, she was more than fine with things ending here, if just for the fact she could rest and be kept in Marc's arms.
However, letting her head and gaze drip down into the waters below, she felt a small blush come onto her face as she noticed the thick-white globes diluting in the water, and a lot of them at that.
"Go-goodness," She stated with an exhausted tone that could barely muster her shock, "We let out that much?"
Marc chuckled with a similar, albeit, less-severe case of nervousness, "Seems like it," He stated a bit playfully as he rested his chin on her shoulder and pressed their cheeks together, "Though I'm fairly sure more of that's mine than yours."
Lilina giggled a bit at his words, "Is that so?" She replied, also gaining a more playful tone as she tilted her head to gaze at him with a sly grin, "Does that mean I felt that good?"
He kissed her cheek, eliciting another giggle from her as he responded, "More than that, gods Lilina, you were astounding, it was unlike anything I've had before. It was so good I couldn't do anything but just sit back and let you work." He compliment
Lilina's grin kept its sly form as she gave a muffled chuckled with closed lips, "Well, I did order you to do just that," She joked.
Marc chuckled, "Your wish is my command, your highness," He replied, bringing one of her hands up to his mouth as he planted a small kiss on the back of it, elicit a delighted laugh from the girl as she then used that hand to cup his cheek to pull him into a passionate kiss, small moans exchanged as they softly brushed their tongues against one another with flushed faces.
Pulling away, Lilina smiled as she tilted her head down, "I wish we could continue, but I may have overdone it a bit too much, I can barely muster the strength to move my arm."
Marc felt a sly grin come onto his face, "Than in that case, allow me to take over," He offered, bringing his hands down under her legs to grip her lower thighs. He tilted her back more into his chest as he raised her legs slightly out of the water, eliciting a surprised gasp from the girl as she felt his loins stir inside of her, informing her just how much he was willing to go.
Looking into his eyes, she could see the desire that burned within him, focused on her. It was enough to once again ignite the fire she thought had gone out, but this time, the desires it gave her was enough for her to once again cup his cheek and gaze into his eyes with a stern look.
"Marc, are you sure you can keep going? For as long as I want?" She asked, her tone simple yet demanding an honest answer.
The tactician nodded, "Yes, so long as you desire, I'll continue to please you even if my body aches in doing so." He stated with firm resolve and touch of finesse to play along with her role of queen.
Though Marc had to suppress the urge to flinch as Lilina's face transformed into a predatory one that rivaled both Ophelia's and Morgan's.
"Then in that case, Marc, I order, no , demand that you keep going until you drop, no matter how full I become, or how stained you paint my body, I want every single drop you have to offer in, or on me. To the point where my suit looks white, and Ophelia and Morgan won't be able to squeeze a drop out of you afterward."
She narrowed her eyes at him, "I want you to fuck me."
The tactician gulped at her remark, finding himself once again caught off-guard by her intensity. However, her words stirred something within him as well, as the prospect of fulfilling her demands swelled him with a sense of duty that had a bit of pride at his stake. And his dick pulsed inside her in response.
Tightening his grip on her thighs, Marc stood up, eliciting a gasp from Lilina as he held her up with surprising ease (No doubt helped with the practice he's had with Ophelia and Morgan). His hands pulled her legs apart as he spread them wide and let them point away from their sides.
Lilina looked at him with a somewhat stunned look, one arm wrapped around the back of his neck, while the other was held in a fist near her face as it shook in anticipation.
"Of course," Marc started, bending his knees while still keeping Lilina's pussy at the same level, letting his dick slide out from her passage till just the tip remind, "Your Highness,"
And with that, he slammed his dick up, thrusting far up into her and knocking the air from her lungs with a loud gasp. Lilina instinctively tried to regain more oxygen, only for it to be knocked out again as Marc repeated the process, again, and again.
"Gawwwds yeesss!" Lilina all but screamed with a slurred tone, spit flying from her mouth. Finding herself at the mercy of Marc as he pounded her tight snatch from below, the water splashing around his legs with muffled wet slaps ringing across the room every time his pelvis smacked against her ass. Filling her up again and again at the speed she couldn't come up with with enough force to send her breasts jiggling in her top.
"Pound me, Marc! Harder! Deeper!" She demanded.
Marc truly was intent on fulfilling her wishes, with an intensity that Lilina didn't expect, but she was more than ecstatic by the realization. Evident by the delight moans as her demands transformed into incoherent phrases that were intermixed by moans and gasps that left her drooling mouth, or the way her legs jolted out to extend every time his tip poked her womb. She was being pounded into blissful oblivion.
And Lilina found herself loving that prospect.
"Maarrccc!"
"So how much longer till you think they'll go for?" Morgan asked Ophelia as the two sat a bit away from the exit of the cave, swaying their feet absentmindedly in the water as they tried to catch a few fish in the pond in front of them with a few handy hexes to pass the time. Morgan grumbled as she failed to catch another one.
Ophelia meanwhile, hummed happily as she was able to follow up Morgan's failure with a success, pointing her fingers up and levitating the caught fish out of the water, before dismissing the spell and letting it splash back down, "A while I'd reckon, perhaps even the rest of the day," She replied, hearing Morgan mutter something annoyed at her catch before she replied.
"Ugh, I'm kinda annoyed we didn't set up some surveillance, it would be interesting to watch," Morgan grumbled loudly, finding herself more than a bit bored in waiting.
Ophelia gave a tsk at her friend's words, "You know we talked about that,"
"Yeah, yeah, no spying on her first time with Marc, just would've been entertaining." Morgan quickly replied with a roll of her eyes. Sure, it was a pretty understandable agreement to have made. Morgan couldn't help but be curious at what Lilina may have been like when things got down, and how her brother would handle it. Sure he had gotten used to both her and Ophelia, but Lilina was something else, Morgan referred to her as a queen for more than just funsies.
Ophelia nodded her head, "Oh certainly, but we Chosen Heroins have standards, and agreements must be honored, though we didn't have to block out the sounds of their moans I guess," The two thinking back to when the sounds of Marc and Lilina's session echoing far enough into the cave to reach here. Prompting them to hex up a sound barrier when it sounded to really get intense. Finding themselves lucky to have also hexed the entrance of the cave as well to help ensure the new couple's privacy.
"It did sound pretty kinky," Morgan playful smirked, before it fell and she let another groan, "In any case, it's gonna be a chore to eventually head back in when they're done, though it might be a bit fun carrying Lilina out."
Ophelia grinned at her, "What makes you think we won't have to carry Marc as well?"
The tactician raised an eyebrow in confusion at the sorceress, "I mean, I'm sure Marc's gonna be more than a bit spent, but I doubt he'll be that spent, after the ringers we've put him through, I wouldn't know whether to feel impressed, or have my pride hurt if Lilina manages a similar feat on her own, and their first time no less."
The blonde continued to grin slyly at her friend, gazing off into the bond with a sure look, "Well, you are the one to refer to her as a queen, and queens can be very, very demanding."
A/N: And with that, Lilina has joined! Pretty proud of this chapter, not gonna lie, found it fun with all the different swimsuits I got for the cast, Lilina's of course coming from her official Heroes art, with Marc, Morgan, and Ophelia's coming from fanart I was able to find, from these artist (Marc/Morgan: Twitter ic21_desu / Ophelia: Twitter Hayato_Stuff).
So, looks like this story is turning into a full on harem, definitely not what I expected when I posted the first chapter a year ago. And now, I've got two other girls planned to join in fact! No hints yet as to who they'll be. But I'm excited for the several chapter ideas I've already got planned, though it might be a while till I get to any of them.
Also, if anyone's disappointed Morgan didn't get a smut scene this chapter, have no fear, cause I got something else planed for her, and a few other tacticians this month. So get excited for that.