"Whoa, this is an impressive villa!"

Lucina - future princess of a future in ruin, smiled as she watched the young, inquisitive tactician roam about her family's private villa. The sun shined in from the massive, east windows that dominated the whole of the second floor above them. Morning light filled the great foyer as the princess let the double doors swing shut behind her.

Her thoughts weren't on the horse that had so diligently brought them (an easy feat given the Tactician's smaller stature), but on the inquisitive, almost exuberant lad himself. She watched his eyes, feet, and hands roam about with a small smile devoid of any of the shadow that lingered in her heart. Truly, whatever reservations…no, repulsions she would've had with offering her private refuge to the one who could well ruin her life was mitigated because he was simply too adorable for her.

"Yes, it was a fine refuge in my future as well. I...We felt a great sense of comfort here," she admitted with a wistful sigh. She quelled the past hurt. The pain of having watched these warm and welcome walls topple and burn to the ground while she fled the fell future that sought to wipe her and her dear friends out. A grim future that she hoped to avoid…but not one that she let shackle her down.

"I can see why. It's incredible that your family had this kind of a retreat hidden so far in the forests," the Tactician mused as he walked up the stairs towards the upper landing. The Princess, his companion, followed behind him with her eyes shadowed and a smile on her lips. One that curled up while she watched him peek over the railing at the top of the stair and into the sweeping dining hall at the back of the Villa.

Robin felt her behind him even before she wrapped her arms around his waist and hoisted him up. He felt her hot breath in his ear as Chrom's beautiful daughter leaned over her father's best friend's shoulder. 'You know, it is just us here right now," she whispered to him.

He shivered as she gently cradled him and rocked her hips against his little rear. The carpet stretched below as his feet dangled and hung in midair. Her words echoed in his ears. He was far from naive about what she meant and what she intended. Something that they'd done quite often, as it were. "Shall I show you something else, Robin?" Lucina offered as she licked her lips in his ear.

"Or somewhere?" she whispered…


"Ah! Ah! H-Hooooh, Roooobin!"

The Master Chamber - the reserved lodging of the Exalt and betrothed, was instead occupied by the Eldest Princess and her father's best friend. Their clothes were scattered on the floor around him as they squeezed together tight. Robin's smaller stature was trapped between her legs as he held up Lucina and rammed into her pussy again and again. Her hands trembled and shook as she leaned back and shivered in his embrace. "That's it -right there. Oh, gods please don't stop!" she begged him as her disheveled hair flew back.

The young Tactician grunted as he pivoted his focus to the area she'd most audibly wailed over. Those sweet, sinful cries that left his impressive girth ridged between her legs while he shuffled on his knees to push the whole length inside her. His actions made her legs cross and shake around his back while each thrust and every stroke made her toes curl in sheer, numb pleasure. His chin rested in her perky bosom as the two locked eyes in the dim, darkened chambers.

Lucina's heart beat rapidly against his chest as she leaned forward as far as she could. He stretched his way up to meet her but found that he couldn't match her lips with his. Not at this current angle and not with their contrasts in height. So instead, the future princess gave his forehead a nice, soft, and tender kiss while their hips continued to jerk and gyrate at a pace that left them both sweaty and dizzy.

And neither one dared to slow down.

Robin shifted her back just enough to let her rest on his lap wholly. With her hands now freed, Lucina reached around and wove her fingers into his hair while she peppered his forehead with more and more kisses. This wonderful, big brain and keen mind had saved not only her father but also her friends and family. Least of all, her. Thanks to him, all of them had managed to live through the turmoils of Valm. and if she could just have faith - she knew that he would defeat the threat of the Fell Dragon that loomed closer and closer over their heads.

"L-Lucina!"

His sudden cry - her name - made her thoughts of that forthcoming fight shatter like glass. With one last thrust up, he began to unload his hot, sticky spunk to her intimate, private chambers. Her velvet walls milked Robin as dry as the Plegian sands until his seed sloshed and churned in her womb. An ocean of bubbling, blooming life that surrounded her precious eggs and sought to end the bitter feud of Exalted and Fell once and for all - in a union of skin.

Lucina shivered and trembled in his arms before her body flopped backward. Robin, devoid of strength, toppled forward with her until his face smacked right against her lovely chest. His forehead - slick with her spit-soaked kisses, rubbed between her nipples while they both sought to catch their respective breaths. He barely even felt as her legs decoupled around his back and let one of them flop down at her side while the other stayed loosely wrapped around his hip.

Slowly, the Princess came down from her orgasmic oblivion and into the familiar, darkened halls of the exalted villa. She inhaled deep and breathed air tainted by musk and lust as if it were the sweetest and crispest she'd ever had. "Haaaah…that was…hmm?"

She blinked as she noticed something - Robin's presence. Not his limp body atop her, but rather, the hard and ready girth that still filled her deep. "Oh, you're still…gods, Robin," she groaned and shifted back.

Truthfully, she didn't know how long they'd already gone for - hopefully, she'd still have time to hide all this evidence before her family actually arrived. The thoughts of how to balance another day between her desires for the cute little tactician vs her duties to conceal their affair was frustrating, to say the least.

And yet…

Robin was lulled out of his stupor as Lucina shifted beneath him. He felt the princess wrap her arm around his back before she carefully coaxed him out of her pussy. Any thoughts or misgivings he had of her actions were banished the moment her hand wrapped around his shaft and began to stroke. "N-Ngh!" he winced and shifted into her from the side.

Lucina licked her lips at the sight and the recoil as her head screamed against her body. Her mind argued for prudence -for rest and restoration before her father and the rest of her family arrived. But her body called for more -craved it as a woman starved. If her life was truly to be nothing but frustrations piled upon each other, surely she could afford this break…just this once.

"Here - why don't we do something a little…dangerous?" she suggested as she gave him one last squeeze before she stood up from the bed. He watched her wince and stumble as she limped towards the window that would overlook the forest around them. She shifted past the simple table and pair of chairs before she reached the large, wall-sized glass and the drawn blue cloths. With some effort, she successfully threw open the curtains and let the setting sun dominate their decadent domain.

Robin withered from the dusk light as he stumbled out of bed towards her. Her call for 'danger' had driven something into the lad as he nervously looked around and feared the worst. "L-Lucina, do you mean that-?"

"No, not yet - not until tomorrow, I believe," Lucina answered him honestly this time. There was little need for deception after they'd just wasted a good half a day in her father's chamber, after all. She offered him a kind smile that was amplified by the golden glow wrapped around her sweaty, disheveled body. "It's truly just us right now - I promise you," she swore.

Robin returned her smile and nodded as he stood ready before her. She saw his eyes look between her and the table between them. Specifically, at one of the chairs that had a footrest tucked between the legs. She offered him a wink before she leaned against the windows and spread her legs apart. "Now then...come here, Robin~" she called back.

Lucina held the window panes while she heard her young lover behind her. She tried to steady the constant beating in her heart while the footrest brushed against the carpet. Everything that could've ruined this moment was quelled and banished. All that truly mattered to her were the hands that reached up and grabbed her hips. The hard loins that rubbed against her back. And those soft, sweet lips which leaned over her shoulder and pressed against hers.

The future could wait.