"Thunk!"

"Whah!"

Sully rolled her eyes as she put her hands on her hips. The sparsely-filled dining hall echoed with Yarne's yelps as the proud great knight commanded his attention. "Eat up," she ordered of the fully-laden plate in front of him.

Yarne scrambled to his feet and looked at the far larger platter that he was fairly certain had cracked his smaller and sparser plate beneath. "What is this…meat?" he eyed it cautiously.

"Beef - best from Chon'shin, I'm told," the redhead grunted.

"A-All the way over there?! How can this still be fresh?!" he gasped and eyed the food with greater alarm.

Shink!

Yarne's gripes were cut off as Sully procured a sharp, shiny knife and stabbed it right into the plate. The skittish Taguel recoiled as she carved out a good-sized chunk and brought the dripping, meat-skewered knife to her mouth.

"Howmph!"

Sully tore the piece off the knife and chewed it all down before his stunned eyes. She swallowed it and set the knife down on the table before she grabbed a napkin to dab her lips. "Like that - now eat, damn you," she scowled.

Panne's future son squirmed against the bench and the imposing great knight who had laid out a good purse full of food for him. Him. his eyes glanced between the meal and the warrior woman that towered over him. "Why are yo-"

"You want to survive?" she grunted.

"What?" he blinked.

"Want to make it outta this, right? Want to live with this second chance you got and bring back your damn people?" Sully asked him as she leaned forward, eyes narrowed.

"O-Of course I do!" Yarne declared even as he felt his heart rattling in his chest.

Sully said nothing at first and let the low ambiance of their surroundings take root. Eventually, she nodded in approval and gestured to the food. "Then eat - can't expect you to do anything with these kinds of lanky arms," she challenged him and grabbed his arms.

"H-Hey!" he yelped at her strong, powerful grip.

"Oh stop fusing - you're making a damn fool of yourself," Sully shook her head and sighed…

"Here!" Sully shoved a plate from the mess hall in his hands.

Yarne stumbled and almost dropped the platter before it settled in his palms. "I-It's not potatoes, is it?" he whimpered at the myriad of chopped delicacies.

"No, it's carrots - eat it," Sully demanded as she took a big bite out of the turkey leg she'd taken.

"A-Alright," he tepidly nodded as he took a nibble…

"Ptwoo! W-What even is this?!" Yarne looked at the plate with horror.

"Pineapple. You're not allergic, right?" Sully asked as she polished her armor with her well-built arms and rippled stomach on display. The Taguel ignored how tight her chest wraps were as he squirmed at the aftertaste.

"No…I think," he admitted as he gave it a sniff. "Bleh…it's not inedible," he admitted.

"Yarne, eat this!" Sully marched up and pushed something in his hands

"O-O-Okay!" he gulped and brought it to his mouth...

"Nice work out there, brat - here's dinner," Sully praised him as she gave him the plate.

"Thanks…oh, that's not bad," he admitted with a shaky, but somewhat bright smile.

"Glad to hear - looks like Valm still has some good farms to offer, huh?" she mused with a smile of her own…

"Yarne?"

"Yarne!"

"YARNE!"

"WHA!"

The Taguel snapped out of his deep, deep-dive through his memories and snapped back to the empty dining hall. Devoid of soul, save himself, and the Great Knight who straddled atop him as she slammed her hips down onto his cock. He gripped her legs for desperate life while the older, stronger woman pushed his back into the hard floor as she held his lower half in the air. Her bare back rippled before his widened eyes while she hoisted up his legs and forced herself up and down on his crotch. "Wake up, and fuck me like a man, damnit!" she demanded.

"H-How does this…s-surviiiive?!" He gasped as she squeezed his cock with her unbearably tight pussy. His eyes tore away from the woman who'd taken an interest in him and looked around their surroundings with alarm. Almost like he expected someone to barge in and catch them at any point.

"Life's more than survival, you little brat - it's flourishing!" Sully barked back while her ass slammed down on his crotch. She didn't let up for a second while she continued to rail him in a most unorthodox way. One that made it very clear that for all his Taguel strength, he lacked any spirit to use it. Something that had riled her more and more until it had reached the boiling point. "So show me how you're gonna flourish already!"

Sully's harsh tone clashed against the intense grip that had locked over his cock. Yarne gasped and wheezed underneath her while he struggled to match her pace. But with all his efforts, and even with his recent strength thanks to his more robust and impactful diet, he had no chance of overcoming the Great Knight. Not as he was, at least.

The rough and rugged woman continued to stake her claim over and over again. She had no qualms about how loud or lewd they were being. Not when a few greased palms and a lighter coinpurse had earned her an unmolested night to ramp up her self-picked ward's 'training'. 'Like hell I'm gonna let Panne's kid go and get picked off like a damn rodent - he's gotta get tough if he wants to make good on that 'bring back the Taguel' thing,' she growled to herself.

Yarne had no knowledge of this intent as he desperately tried not to have a heart attack. It didn't really matter who it was that had pushed him down on his back and rode him like a wild beast - just that it made his survival instincts spike like crazy as he squeezed her ankles tight. 'S-Survival?! What the hell is this crazy knight talking about?! How does…how is this sur…vi…val…'

'…Oh.'

Sully slammed on and on, unaware of the realization that had struck Yarne in his weary, sex-ravaged head. Her intent, at least as he presumed it, was now clear to see. But that came with no comfort at all to him. Not to his panic-stricken nerves at least. But while his nerves were shot and riddled in rubble, he had something else to tap into - his Taguel nature.

His instincts.

"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ug-guuuh?!"

Sully gasped as she bounced higher than her prior thrust. She would've flown right off his cock if not for his hands that still grabbed her ankles. The Great Knight shook her head clear as she noticed how the Taguel had shifted up to his feet with his cock still lodged in her loins. "W-What the he-eeeeeeh-ll?!"

Yarne didn't just thrust up - he rammed straight into the sky and forced his whole long, veiny girth into her pussy. Sully's eyes flew open as her legs flopped right out of his hands and all the way up to her toned stomach. The second Last Taguel used this moment to grab her elbows and yank them right back. "FUCK!" she cursed.

Yarne gasped and wheezed as his body ran on pure, primal instinct. He ignore the way her legs kicked and bashed his thighs as he forced the older Great Knight along his Taguel totem. His ears curled against her foul oaths and swears while he listened to something that resonated with his very being. The sounds of the wild, far outside this quiet, abandoned dining room. It sang to him - called to him.

And at last, he answered.

And she noticed.

'Tch, took you long enough runt,' her lips curled up along with her rolled-up eyes…

"Thunk!"

Yarne twitched up as the table rattled in front of him while he tried to get his breath. "More meat?" he asked as he looked at his still-discarded armor.

"Yep - now shut up and eat," Sully grunted - bare and absolutely covered in the Taguel's seed. She ignored how drenched her body was as he looked at the thankfully clean and steaming plate before him. It looked quite big -at least enough for the two of them at least if not for the obvious.

"Nothing for you?" he asked her. She shook her head and offered him a rare smile…that still managed to terrify the living daylights out of the tepid Taguel stud.

"Nah - I've got my own meal in mind. Now eat up - we're not done breaking you in yet," she cracked her knuckles before she…slipped under the table and latched her lips over his loins.

"HRRK!"

Sully growled over his dick while she gripped his legs in clear warning. The intent was more than clear as he tried to take a bite off the plate. A task made much harder thanks to the wild suction between his legs, courtesy of a brash, bull-headed Great Knight.

"S-S-She's gonna kill me," he slumped over as Sully's sharp tongue coaxed his cock back to life...