Cassandra weaved through the stalls and crowds with a composed smile on her lips. The visage of her past beauty, clad in the very Kimono from the fateful time so very long ago, blended well with the vibrant trappings of Hinomoto's New Year. Her exposed eye lazily traced from side to side at the revelry that surrounded her. She slowed or hastened her steps against the people that milled about. Her steps eventually took her back to the foyer of the Halidom and the lavish decorations within.

She didn't know what really guided her steps - what whims of fate or spirits of chance nudged her old bones along. All she knew was she eventually found herself in the usual feast hall with the furor of the festivities rumbling in from outside. The decorations here were slightly less cluttered, but still enough to bedeck the hall in vibrant reds and golds for the enjoyment of the handful of people within. Though only one actually caught her eye and compelled her until she stood at the end of a table before the seventh scion himself. "Oh, dearie? Is that where you've been hiding now, hmm?"

Euden looked up and turned to the sorceress with a smile - a tired, but still genuine smile. His kimono looked just a little disheveled, but nothing that a quick pat-down wouldn't restore to normalcy. The nearby bottle and saucers drew her eye before he finally responded to her hails. "Just catching my breath," he admitted to her.

Cassandra hummed as she settled on the bench beside him with a warm smile. "I can see why - these affairs really do take it out of an old girl, you know," she explained.

"You're not that old, Cassandra" he insisted, even after he heard her bones creak.

The sorceress scoffed but never lost her smile as she leaned over to him. "Oh? Well, aren't you a charmer? And what's that you've got there, dearie?" she asked as she glanced at the bottle.

"Some sake that Ieyasu gifted us," He explained as he looked over the ornate bottle.

"Mmm, is that so?" she mused as she took and cradled the sake. The Hinomoto characters and iconography caught her eye. She wasn't quite as well-versed, but she could recognize marks of quality regardless. "Care if I have a sip?"

"Sure, here," Euden offered her a saucer as well. Cassandra took it with a smile and uncorked the bottle. She poured some sake into the saucer before she offered it to him. "Well?"

Euden blinked in confusion, which prompted a chuckle from the sorceress. "Oh don't just leave this old bird sipping on her own," she half-heartedly begged.

"Unless that's what you wanted all along," Cassandra leaned towards him as her exasperation morphed into a deviant grin. Her exposed eye shined with a certain mirthful light as she teased him further. "Young man, you're not trying to get me all flustered, are you?"

Euden stammered and sweated as he tried to dissuade the misconceptions. "N-No that wasn't...I-I'm not-"

"Fu fu fu fu. Oh, dearie- you really do need to lighten up sometimes," Cassandra interrupted him with a laugh. She set down the saucer and lightly grabbed his shoulder. "You're like your father, you know~"

"Really?" he blinked.

The sorceress nodded in affirmation. "Yep! Always got your head screwed on a bit too tight. Eyes locked ahead and not really paying attention to where you're going or who you're passing by," she chided him in a tone that was both stern but not unkind.

Euden opened his mouth to respond but found no words. Cassandra watched his repeat performance of emulating a fish before he eventually slumped over in defeat. "I've...you're not wrong," he admitted under his breath.

"Oh dearie, don't take it so personally. You're still young you know - you've got time to learn and grow," she soothed him. Cassandra let go of his shoulder before she offered him both the bottle and the filled saucer as well. "Here - let's start your new year off right," she prompted.

Euden took it and the bottle before he poured her a drink as well. He struggled a bit on the hand placement, but Ieyasu and Sazanka's words (and Botan's example of what to avoid) helped him keep a steady pour for her. Cassandra held the saucer until he finished before she took it back and raised it in a toast. "Cheers!"

The Prince copied her example as he picked up his own saucer as well. "To old times and new," he declared before he sipped some down.

"My my," Cassandra chuckled before she had her own sip as well. The refreshing taste poured down her gullet and made her feel more than a little lightheaded. Still, she found herself enamored with the taste and hardly struggled to let more and more of it slide down her throat.

The two drank their sake in peace and tranquility while the furor outside remained muffled in the distance. The hall softly rumbled around them as pyroblossoms were fired and bloomed in the skies above. The rest of the hall stayed silent as the last occupant left to enjoy more of the festival and left the duo alone.

Cassandra finished her last sip and gently set down her saucer. She paused to adjust the flower in her hair before she looked back at Euden and his half-finished sake. "Hmm, you're pretty deep in your thoughts, dearie. Not thinking about more of the bottle, are you?"

He didn't respond right away as she looked at the ripples from his drink. She couldn't make out his expression behind his hair as whatever had taken his attention kept its claws rooted in his mind. The steady rumble from the skies filled the long, agonized gaps of silence. Eventually, he banished those thoughts and turned to her with an unreadable expression. "Just what you said Cassandra - about the mistakes made. I've made a lot this year...a whole lot," he mumbled.

Cassandra took some pity on the young prince and gently set his saucer aside. Her hand went from his palm up to his chin as she turned him towards her. She shifted on her bench to look Euden square in the eye as she spoke both calm and kind.

"I've got my share of mistakes under my belt. I'm sure everyone here does, including your little friends. But you can't let those things weigh you down or whether you," she explained. Euden's expression didn't change so she decided to elaborate. Her hand went from his chin up to his forehead.

"Listen, dearie, sometimes you use this-," she tapped him before she slipped down to his breast. "-and sometimes your actions come from here. Both of them are important, but neither can overwhelm you. You just need to find the balance," she insisted as she cupped his cheek in a tender, almost matronly fashion.

Euden blinked and glanced down at her palm. Her touch felt warm and soft as she lightly massaged him with her thumb. He offered her a small smile that quickly passed as the doubts loomed over him again. "And how do I do that?" he almost pleaded to know.

Cassandra shook her head and smiled. "Simple - you fail. Find what does and doesn't work, and when it's best to act on emotion or on intellect. You're gonna take some beatings - my, my you'll be in for some rumbles, but you can't ever let them stop you. We all stumble and take a tumble dearie - it's part of growing up."

"Just do them while your bones can still take the wallopin', promise?" she teased him.

Euden blinked as his smile - his true smile - finally returned to his lips. A smile that warmed her old heart and made the room feel that much warmer and brighter. His voice- once tepid, seemed to almost sing through the air as he made her a solemn vow. "I promise."

Cassandra patted his cheek before she finally pulled away. She made a motion to stand up and stretch with another loud, almost alarming pop. "Oof. Well, that's the spirit! Thanks for the cup of kindness dearie, but I'll go ahead and let you be."

"You can stay if you want," he insisted.

The sorceress shook her head and chuckled sardonically. "Oh, You're sweet. But there's no need to spin a fib. Go out there and enjoy yourself. I'm sure you've got some hot young dates looking for you, dearie."

She turned to go, but Euden grabbed her hand. She froze in place and glanced down at the young, dexterous fingers wrapped in hers before she looked back at him with a confused expression. "I don't mind if you stay Cassandra - really."

Cassandra glanced between him and his hand, back and forth, as her mind tried to process this. For just the briefest of moments, his face reminded her of another - one that she both sought to forget, but couldn't help but recall. Quick as it came, it left her, and she tried to cope the best way she could. "Really? You want to spend your night with a dusty old bird like me?"

Her free hand flew up and perched on her forehead as she lamented out loud. "Ooh, what would Aurelius think to know his youngest son is breaking old ladies' hearts like this? What a charlatan you've become~," she admonished him.

Euden gasped and pulled his hand away from hers. He couldn't even string together words as she watched him try to process a way to repent. Eventually, she couldn't hold it back and let her smile curl back on her lips. "Oh Dearie, I was wrong - you're not completely like your father after all"

"Really?"

"Nope - Aurelius never really was that shaken up or flustered," she explained. The prince looked away as the blush on his cheeks slowly faded before her eyes. She let out a last chuckle before she laid out her terms. "But enough about him - if you want me to stay, I want to hear about Euden."

Euden blinked in confusion as Cassandra strolled to the opposite end of the table. She sat down again, in front of him this time, as she explained her desires further. The sorceress reached over and placed her emptied saucer back in front of her before she set the bottle between them. "You've gone and grown into a fine young man while I was off twiddling my thumbs and getting old - tell me about you. And Zethia of course."

So the prince and sorceress spoke at length as he regaled her with tales of triumph and folly. She heard many accounts of his growth, his siblings (of which she knew little as well), and of course his dear sister. She watched his expressions as he lit up or darkened between the highs and lows. Her own comments were brief or withheld as the two exchanged drinks and poured more to spare.

"My my, sounds like you were quite the handful!" she set her saucer down and clapped her hand. The tint on her cheeks came from the sake as the half-empty bottle remained between them. Neither one felt particularly addled by the brew save for perhaps being more candid and honest in their words.

"I ah, a bit," Euden chuckled and rubbed the back of his head. His bashful act elicited a giggle from the flighty sorceress.

"Heh. you know Dearie, I think you've gone and made me feel ten years younger. My my, I don't remember the last time I laughed so much!" She declared. Her words made the young prince smile and blush as he averted his eyes. He nearly missed as she reached over the table and aimed for his exposed cheek. "Thank you, Euden."

Mwah!

She pulled back as he blinked in shock. The prince tried to process what had just happened. His hand reached up and touched the cheek as her touch lingered after she'd left. Cassandra didn't notice this as she cradled her forehead from a sudden spin. "Whoo, I feel a little dizzy," she mumbled through her loopish grin.

Euden forgot his own misgivings as he addressed her wellbeing. "C-Cassandra are you alright?"

The sorceress waved him off before she tried to rise to her feet again. "Oh never you mind - it's past time for this lady's bedtime anyway," she explained.

Cassandra rose up with no noticeable issues save a small sway between her shoulders. Her simple act caused the slightest bounce in her well-covered bosom. But the prince ignored that latter aspect as he stood up across from her "I'll help you to your room," he insisted.

"Oh? Hoping for another kiss?" the sorceress asked with her exposed brow raised.

"...N-no, of course not!"

"Fu fu fu, you need to lighten up, Euden," she insisted. Euden blushed as he walked around the table beside her. She held out her hand for him to take as they walked out of the dining hall together.

Cassandra kept her gaze forward as she led them through the halls. The booms and bustle outside lingered in her ear as they passed the festival below. Brilliant streaks of light flashed in the skies over the Halidom.

But neither of them were focused on any of the festivities. Rather, their thoughts were on the candid thoughts that swirled in their heads as the sake compeled honesty, even within their most private minds.

'Oh fiddlesticks, this can't be good,' Cassandra lamented as she kept her eyes front. Every now and again she got a glimpse of the young lad behind her thanks to various armors or mirrors that lined the halls. What made her heart pause wasn't the flustered look on his face, but rather the small, almost fleeting flickers of another blond prince that crossed his visage. One that made her fragile heart skip a beat and squeeze his hand tight.

Euden's plight was less personal and more on the physical end. He knew well that the sorceress wore an attractive visage, even if it was one many years removed from her current age. But even beyond her lovely young form, there was something simply warm about her. Her touch, her teases, and even her mere smile lifted his spirits in ways that few others had. In some respects, she reminded him of a certain seer.

And he had many memories of her to share.

"Well well - here we are," she declared as they settled before the door to her chambers. Cassandra liked her privacy and so opted to settle some ways from the rest of the quarters. She reached into the folds of her yukata and fished out the means to unlock the doors. The brass key glinted in her somewhat shaky hands as she aimed for the latch.

Tink

"Oh dear, there I go dropping things," she huffed before she crouched down and palmed for the key on the floor. It had somehow ended up wedged under her door and took some effort for her to pry it free.

Euden barely noticed her plight while his gaze was instead drawn to the rather impressive curves of her hips. The sorceress was unquestionably easy on the eyes, even for a somewhat clueless prince. Her yukata shifted against her body as the sorceress grunted and grumbled in ire. The sway almost hypnotized him as she lurched forward and grabbed her prize.

"And...there!" the sorceress rose up in triumph. She ignored the little creak in her hip as she firmly inserted the key into the lock and turned it. It caught halfway, much to Cassandra's ire. "Oh, don't be such a bother," she grumbled as she seized it with both hands.

I-Is something wrong?" Euden mumbled behind her. She looked back and flashed an apologetic smile as she shook her head and focused on her current plight.

"Sorry, dearie - this old bird's door is a bit rusted shut. Need a go-umph-od cleaning someday," she grunted as she pushed with all her might "Nmmf!"

Click!

"There we go!" She pulled the key out and opened the door. Euden was ready to depart now that she was able to enter, only for the sorceress to turn to him with an expectant smile. "Alright then, in you get," she beamed.

The prince shook his head. "No no - I wouldn't want to intrude," he insisted.

She didn't take no for an answer and grabbed his hand again. "Oh stop the fuss - it's rude to turn down a lady you know~" she chuckled as she brought him in.

Cassandra's chambers were as they always were - smoky but well kept. The steady hums of magics unseen passed along Euden's ears as he shifted nervously on his feet. It felt...strange, to be in her room for the first time during such an occasion. A part of him wanted to leave as soon as he could. The other part wouldn't mind staying a while to talk.

Just talk.

"Ah, home sweet home," Cassandra trilled as she passed Euden by. Her hands fumbled with the ties of her tails before they dropped to her feet. He watched her gently pull the flower out of her hair and allowed him to see a peek of her other luminous eye. Something about that gaze- coupled with the visceral sight as her breasts bounced in her yukata left him in a somewhat compromised position.

"Now where is that silly book of mine?" she mused as she turned her back to him. The prince said nothing as she rummaged through her shelves and drawers for her desired book. His gaze was utterly captivated as she squirmed and hummed in her mysterious endeavor.

It was after he got a good look at her rump again that his usual chivalry finally won out. "W-Well, I think I should get back and um...H-Have a good night, Cassandra," he hurriedly turned to the door.

"And where are you going with that, young man?"

Euden froze in place as the sorceress turned to him. The gleam in her eyes captivated him, almost enraptured him as she slowly walked towards the prince. He watched her and the sensuous sway of her hips as she strolled towards his back. "You know, me and Verica get talking sometimes...lovely girl, that."

Boom

The prince's ears twitched at the muffled rumble as the sorceress purred on."She's got such interesting stories to tell about fortunes or adventures she's taken with you all."

She stopped right behind Euden and leaned into his ear. The slightest tinge of sake on her breast passed him by as she cooed right in his ear. "...Like a certain summer on Lewis Island?"

Cassandra felt him stiffen underneath her - quite literally. She fought back the urge to wince away and wave off this as the mistake it was. But then she remembered the way he stared at her and the conflict grew worse within her.

She liked his gaze - not just because it reminded him of Aurelius, but simply because he was a charming young man. A handsome one too boot. The kind that made a woman swoon and a hungry woman licks her lips. She wasn't sure which kind of woman she was...and maybe she was better off not asking.

But that didn't matter to Cassandra - not when she felt the young prince squirm in her light grasp. The soft gasps of his breath, the shudders that her words or touch sent dancing down his spine. Her eye peeked over his shoulder and down to confirm her suspicions and banish any last doubts. One look at the bulge that stuck out between his legs eliminated those concerns. "Oh I went and got you in a dither, have I?" she murmured.

Cassandra heard him mumble and mutter as he tried to find an excuse. She leaned over him and laid a comforting hand on his shoulder. Her other palm went further south - around his hips as she grasped the obvious issue with a decidedly less wholesome intent. "Well we can't have you going back out with this, can we?" she hummed.

Euden glanced back at her bemused smirk before his eyes darted down to the bare, supple hand around his bulge. He went back and forth between those two in rapid order. Eventually, her hand reached up from his shoulder, around his neck, and gently cupped his other cheek."So how about you just let this old bird see how you spin, youngster~" she purred before she pulled their heads together.

"Mmmm~"

Euden's open mouth made an easy target for her crafty tongue. Her hand gently pumped up and down his bulge as he relaxed into her embrace. A deep, throaty groan echoed from his throat and down hers as she rubbed and massaged his body.

Cassandra's hand slipped under his kimono and stroked the prince's chest. Her fingers glided over smooth, toned muscles just beneath his undershirt. She actually pulled away long enough to murmur her praises to him as he was left panting for more. "Oh my - you really do take care of yourself. Don't you, dearie?"

She retook his lips before he could mumble a response. Her tongue brushed against his mouth before she dipped in and played with his teeth until his own tongue finally was coaxed out. From there they engaged in a little private duel as they swapped spit between them.

Euden's hands were hardly idle as they reached back and cupped her hips. The sorceress leaned into him until he felt the space of her loins as she rubbed against his rump. Her hand kept on his crotch while her other massaged his chest.

They made do with the somewhat awkward angle as she attacked him from behind. Her thigh gently raised from beneath her yukata as she stroked against his covered leg. Slowly, she walked them backward as their kiss persisted. Euden hardly noticed that their sandals had remained miraculously rooted to the floor as she slowly guided him to the center of her room.

Cassandra felt her thoughts wander as their ministrations persisted. The sensations of everything- from his wet lips, his twitching cock, and even the cool sting of stone on her bare feet- all of it filtered through her mind as she let her selfish impulses drive her on. She had no time to waste of fretting or folly - not when the spirit of a New Year still welled in her bosom.

Yet as good as this all felt already- and she wouldn't deny for a second it felt wonderful, she still found herself wanting more. More of him to touch for herself. More than could be afforded with him facing away from her like this.

So reluctantly the sorceress released his loins before she shifted back. Her hand left his chest and left his disheveled top to slump forward. She pulled her lips back again and huskily groaned her command. "Turn around, Euden~"

The Prince nodded, still clearly in a daze as he slowly shifted his footing. With his compliance and her guidance, he pivoted around until they were face-to-face. The moment his eyes locked with hers she pulled him back in for another kiss

Euden's hands went for her hips again just as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Her tongue gently played with his as she invaded his mouth. Their crotches now rubbed together as they felt each other's excitement that welled beneath the disheveled, ornate clothing. The sorceress tilted her leg around him until she could easily rub against his ankle. Her hand shifted up his nape until she squeezed into his blond locks.

"Mwaah~"

Cassandra pulled away as air rushed down her throat. The meager breaths afforded by her prior commands had barely kept her on her feet long enough to gulp down what she needed. Her eyes struggled to adjust as the earlier euphoria still gripped her. She placed a hand on her bosom and felt her own heart rapidly pound in her chest. "My my, you really do make me feel so young," she cooed.

The prince mumbled something as he tried to control his own breath. The erection in his pants stuck out firm and hard before her, much to Cassandra's approval. What she didn't care for, however, was the rather ornate attire that separated her from the lascivious sights of the son of Aurelius' own loins. "Hmm, that won't do at all," she mumbled to herself before she waved her hand.

Euden gasped as a sudden gust of wind buffeted him and sent his festive clothes a flutter. But rather than settle, they seemed to pull from his body in slow-yet-methodical means. A similar feat was performed on the more composed sorceress as she let her arms hang out at her sides. The prince gawked as his festive garb simply unwound and floated away from his now-bare body alongside hers and neatly folded themselves on a nearby table. Only his tabi remained on his feet as he stuttered out, "How, what did you-?"

"The wonders of magic, dearie. You should look into it sometime," she chuckled at his bafflement as she pulled out her hairpins and let her hair flow down. His eyes roamed down before they suddenly snapped up to the obvious, naked bosom that bounced before his eyes. "Oh my - like what you see, Euden?" she mock-gasped as she pushed her chest towards him.

Euden averted his eyes and cupped his crotch to conceal the obvious arousal between his legs. Cassandra shook her head and let her free hair wave around her still-covered eye as she walked towards him. She wrapped her hands around his shoulders and felt him stiffen in her grasp."Here, let's sit down."

She coaxed him towards the nearest seat - her immaculate bed. Euden kept his hands on his crotch as she steered and directed him along. His gaze flickered up her body and got the barest peek of her large, hard nipples. His attempts to look down only drew his attention to her loins and the wide, trimmed bush she'd curated between her long and shapely legs. It was truly hard to believe that this vision of beauty was a facade - a visage transplanted from many years ago.

Cassandra gently guided the prince to the edge before she sat down next to him. Her left hand stayed on his right shoulder while she leaned across to cup his crotch. Her deft fingers easily pushed his hands away as she got her first, full grasp on his unfettered cock. "Mmm, nice and firm - you've grown nicely, Dearie."

Euden blushed at her praise as a very, very attractive woman was draped over his shoulder and toyed with his loins. He was hardly a stranger to these antics, but he still found himself more than a little addled by the soft, supple touch of the fairer sex. 'I...is this even right?' he wondered as she smoothly stroked up and down.

Cassandra paid no heed to any of his plights as her hand caressed each vein of his long, potent shaft. Her fingers easily traced along as she admired the potent scepter of the Seventh Scion of Alberia. The sorceress licked her lips as she sang further praises. "Yes - a fine sword to lead from the bedroom. I'd daresay you best be careful before you've got the whole of the Halidom after you...though perhaps it's too late for that~," she trilled.

"Or you will be with a little more confidence. From what I heard you weren't exactly...active, during your little romp on Lewis Island. Is that true?" she looked up at him.

Euden withered and glanced away. A firm squeeze on his crotch directed his attention back to her. He turned to see her offer him a small, comforting smile as she smoothly pumped him on. Her other hand gently massaged his left shoulder as she consoled him. "Oh don't fret so much - like I said you're still young."

Cassandra's hand rose up and gave his cockhead a few pumps and curls. "And if this is any indication your future looks bright indeed~" she beamed.

The Prince took her appraisal in stride as he struggled under her ministrations. His hands clenched the ends of her bed as he let the older, beautiful sorceress weave her spells on him. At least, that would be the excuse he would try to tell himself as he submitted his body to Cassandra's rule.

Yet behind her sultry mask and ravishing body was a woman in some manner of fits herself. Cassandra tried to control the erratic thumps in her bosom as she kept up her facade. Her mind, once filled with euphoric mush, had quite well and truly cleared out to show her the ramifications of what she'd done. What she intended to do.

'He's young - surely his body speaks for his own tongue, yes?' she mused to herself as her fingers curled around his cock. Her hand shifted down to cup his royal jewels while her other palm ran smooth circles along his shoulder. The heft of his sacs left her quite short of breath as she fought a new urge - to stuff her face right in his lap.

Cassandra was by no means a loose woman - but she had her needs and desires. Needs that had been left aside for decades, and desires that yet eluded her grasp. Here in front of her was the son of the man she knew in her heart to be the one. The same man who now walked the halls of the Halidom, unseen or unheeded by his own kin or companions. She alone kept the tragic secret of the last king. A burden that weighed on her until she could barely stand.

But now she had relief and a boon. She had a stable, firm pair of hands to help hold her up. Perhaps this could only last a night - that alone would suffice her. That's what she told herself.

"How was it...um, how was the kiss?"

His tepid question snapped her out of her thoughts and directed her up to him. Cassandra's hand remained on his dick as she idly switched between the shaft, tip, and balls whenever she whimmed. Her other hand ceased its massage as she tapped her nails on his bare arm. Hmm, it wasn't bad," she admitted.

Euden blinked through the bliss of her touch at her candid, somewhat blunt appraisal. "Really?"

"Certainly. There's room for improvement, but you almost had me swooning, Euden," she admitted. He looked into her exposed eye for any deceit but found none to be had. Only a genuine gleam that lay somewhere between candid admiration and lustful adoration. A spark that captivated him as she leaned her head up until their lips were mere hairs apart. "Here. Let's try again," she offered.

Euden nodded and dipped in. Cassandra cooed as he took some initiative in engaging her in a deep, yet tender kiss. Her ministrations remained on his cock as she found herself enraptured in the taste of his lips. His hand let go of her bed and instead wrapped around her back to cup her right bosom.

"Mmm~"

The sorceress moans echoed in his ear. He briefly heard the muted booms of pyroblossoms or the soft moan of wind but paid neither one any heed as he engaged his father's friend in oral combat. He was so engrossed in her that he scarcely noticed her as she shifted her grasp and laid her nails on his cock.

"Ngh!"

Cassandra blinked as he pulled back with a wince. She kept her nails on his shaft as she gently scraped against his girth. Her other hand reached up from his shoulder and instead cupped the back of his head. "Focus on me, not my hand. Try again," she urged him.

He obeyed and engaged her once more. This time Cassandra's tongue was more playful as she dodged his attempts to invade her mouth. He tried to distract her with a squeeze on her breast, but she easily countered with a few light flicks on his dick.

Euden's mind struggled to catch up to everything that had happened. One moment he was alone as he mulled Ieyasu's generous gift. The next he was here in Cassandra's room, both naked, and kissing the sorceress as he fondled her breast and she accosted his loins. Of the many antics he'd had, both on battlefields and the minute moments between shared bedsheets, this one would linger in his mind for many, many years to come.

Cassandra pulled back and licked the spit free between them. Her thighs scraped together as the fire in her loins grew out of control. She let go of his hand and waved a quick spell to snuff out the candles of her room. "Do you want to do more, Dearie?" she whispered.

The darkness masked his face, but it couldn't conceal his vigorous nod. A flash from the window illuminated her chambers in rich violet light as a pyroblossom erupted outside. It exposed her to him - her bare bosom and full nipples, her smooth curvaceous hips, and even the patch of wide-yet-trimmed pubes that stuck out over her glistening wet loins.

The sorceress finally released his cock as she shifted onto the bed proper. Euden let her out of his grasp as he turned to join her. Cassandra only went so far as the headboard before she turned to face him again on her hands and knees.

No words passed between them as he settled behind her. A single hand went behind her as she popped open her pussy lips in invitation. The prince's hands gently cupped her hips as he lined up his hard, ready cock to penetrate her fully. She glanced back at him and gazed deep into his eyes.

He pushed forward.

Oh-ho hmm~" Cassandra shuddered in bliss. Her loins were smoothly split apart by the hard royal scepter that was planted deep within her. Her labia coaxed and kissed his shaft as he fed his length into her hallowed hall. His intent was clear as the cauldron within her stirred and threatened to boil over. "G-Go on, dearie."

"Cassandra," he mumbled as he massaged her hips. His low voice sent a shudder up her spine. She let go of her pussy lips and instead grabbed the headboard with her other hand. Her knees planted into the sheets as she turned to face him with mad lust in her eye.

"Do it Euden - fuck me~"

He obeyed her wishes with great vigor.

Schlooo-PALP!

"Ooh?!"

Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!

Cassandra shuddered as the hard cock in her pussy was pushed out before it was shoved back in. her body rattled against the headrest as she clutched the board for dear life. Somewhere in the vigors that knocked her noggin around, she was able to process where things had very quickly gone out of hand.

Her folly wasn't in letting him fuck her, but not specifying the tempo to set. So when his young, horny body was finally set loose he went at her with all the furor and fury of the dragons he'd made pacts with. A part of her wanted to admonish him and urge the prince to be more gentle with her.

That part was shoved out the window in swift order.

"O-Oh yes dearie - that's it~" she panted as she pushed her hips back. His grip on her sides kept her lined up as he speared her velvet walls with blinding speed. Each thrust made her breasts and hair fly forward before she was abruptly pulled back. Cassandra tried to dig her knees into the mattress for grip while each piston-fast pound made her toes curl in sheer bliss.

The sounds of pyroblosoms didn't even register to her anymore. Nor did the flashes of light from her window that bathed their bodies. She looked back to see the silhouette of the seventh scion as he plowed the sorceress with enough force to humble dragons. It was intense and perhaps too much for her to handle.

And she reveled in it.

"Oh Euden - s-so much vigor," she hummed his praises. Her accolades pitched and flowed as trills with every thrust. He could hardly discern the words, but the intent was more than clear. Especially as her own hips tried to roll back to match him. "Mmm, y-you're going sofa-haaaah-st - aren't you afraid you'll wear m-eee-e out?" she teased.

Something finally clicked with him as he took her words to heart. The prince stiffened mid-thrust and made her full ass thrust back against his crotch. The meaty clap as his sac touched her crotch made them both wince while she squirmed for more. He looked at her as a rosy light illuminated her face. He could feel her gaze through the curtains of long locks that had covered her gaze. "...I...I'm sorry," he mumbled.

Cassandra blinked behind the veil of hair before she shook her head. Her hand reached up and quickly tucked enough hair back to expose her eye before she turned back to him. Even in the darkness, he could see the disapproval that shined towards him. Along with the curled grin on her lips. "Oh, Euden...I didn't tell you to stop~"

"Wait, what-haaaaa?!"

The sorceress chuckled as she resumed her own fast pace. She rolled her hips back with enough force to dislodge his hands. Euden's palms scrambled in the dark and wound up clamped down on something soft and full. It only took a sultry moan and the slightly hard throb by his fingertip to realize he'd seized her bosom.

"Ooh, that's it - grab them. Feel how soft they are?" she asked as her hips rolled on. Euden's body jerked into action as well and soon he matched her tempo. The meaty claps of skin-against-skin once more echoed in her dark chambers as she indulged in the young, royal stud.

The prince's hands reached out to knead and squeeze her breasts. He relied on her pants and coos to direct him where best to touch and how best to do so. But for all his attempts, he found he wasn't quite able to fully capture her bosom in his grasp. Especially not when their rhythmic ruts kept knocking them away. "I can't hold them," he growled out.

Cassandra shuddered at his voice before an idea struck her. "Fu fu fu, is that so? Perhaps you just need a better grip," she proposed.

This time, her hips stopped mid-motion. Euden grunted in shock as he slammed into her ass with enough force to push her forward. But before she'd smack against the wall, the sorceress was already poised to shift her grip. "Ally-oop!"

Euden gasped as Cassandra shifted up, off her knees, and onto her shaky feet. He swiftly followed her as he matched her motions while still buried in her pussy. The results left them on stable footing on top of the bed.

The sorceress reached out and directly grabbed the wall in front of her. She shifted her hips back against Euden's cock as she settled into her new pose. "There- let's keep going like this," she instructed him.

The prince was eager to follow, but rationality managed to peek through the libido that had ensnared him. "Cassandra, the bed," he warned her.

She waved away his concerns as her feet sunk into the mattress. "Oh don't worry about that - the frame's reinforced, you know. Us old ladies don't like to hear it creak at night," she chuckled.

The sorceress turned back to him. An azure gleam shined in the window and exposed the sultry smolder that peeked out from behind her bangs. "But I'll bet you can still manage it, can't you boy?" she purred.

Her challenge resonated with him, right down to the cock that throbbed inside her. Euden tightened his grip on her breasts and let his hips resume the age-old rhythm. Cassandra let her body follow his as they settled into a new pace that would let her enjoy his girth as he got to indulge in her bosom.

Win-win.

The booms of the pyroblossoms still reached their ears as they indulged in more dirty delights. Cassandra's nails dug into the stone wall as her hips rolled and undulated back to match Euden. Her toes curled into her sheets as he sent such wonderful shivers from her loins to her limbs. Yet the real pleasure came from her breasts as he properly showed them the kind of treatment she'd be looking for. "Oooooh, Euden~"

The prince heard her mewls as he probed and groped her tits. He still couldn't quite grasp them all in his palms, but he was effortlessly able to seize them wherever he wished. So he experimented some more as kneaded and fluffed her big breasts. She squirmed back against him as he pulled, juggled, and even patted her bosom like a pair of drums.

The sorceress writhed in his grasp as she let him do as he wished to her body. Her supple hips rolled back and clapped against his crotch. Each impact sent delightful ripples up her back and down her thighs. She pushed her chest out and moaned in delight at his treatment of her tits. "Yessss that's it - squeeze them. Really knead these knockers, hmm?" she panted.

Euden blinked at her odd choice of words. His hips and hands remained active even as he leaned towards her. "I...w-what?"

Cassandra turned back to him and pushed her hair out of her eye again. "Oh, never heard that one? Ah, you youngins," she chuckled.

She pushed herself off the wall and into his chest. Euden grunted in shock as she rubbed her rump down against his crotch. Her hands swept back and gripped his hips. "Stick around and I'll teach you lots of things, dearie. Some words of wisdom...and the deeds to go with them~," she cooed as her palms ran up and down his sides to emphasize.

Cassandra pushed into his chest as she continued to grind herself against him. His hands reached down from her breasts and instead cupped her stomach. She shuddered at his touch as she breathily cooed out, "Maybe we could make something of those long, dreary nights you fret away, hmm? I'm sure you wouldn't mind if you had a wise old teacher to sneak into your chambers and...tuck you in?"

Euden grits his teeth and fought back the urge to release in her on the spot. The lascivious visions that flashed in his mind of the beautiful court sorceress' wicked whims made his task all the more daunting. She gazed at his expression with a bemused grin before she clapped her rump against his crotch. "We'll talk more lessons later - I can feel you're fit to burst," she mused.

"So do it - cum inside me, Euden. As hard and fast as you can," she urged him. Her hands shifted down to his ass as she braced herself for the storm to come.

And it came for her. Hard.

BA-BA-BOOOOOOM!

"Oh yes, yes, YES! Fuck me, boy. Fuck this old bird till her wings break"

Cassandra's cries rattled the room as the bed groaned beneath them. Euden ignored the creaks, the crackles, and even the flashes as his single-minded obsession to fill the shapely sorceress robbed him of all reason. Yet he still had just enough sense to firmly grasp her tits and hiss in her ear. "I told you- you-you're not old!" he outright snarled at her.

She gasped and writhed as his words pounded in her mushy brain. His hands roughly accosted her chest with the same vigor that split her loins in twain. Her eyes rolled up behind her hair as the dark room flashed with lights both within and without. Each and every nerve of her body was alight in pure, ecstatic fire as they rode closer and closer to the edge.

"Oh dearie I'm so close!" she wailed and screamed. Her nails dug into his bare ass as he railed her with enough force to make her bounce. She struggled up on her toes while the prince behind her grunted out, "I-I'm cumming. Cassandra!"

Her ear twitched at his words and the fury of the pyroblossoms in the sky. She struggled on her toe tips as the bed shuddered and groaned beneath them. "Me too! Inside! Insi-iiiieeEEEYAH!"

"Oof!"

"O-OOOOOOH!"

Euden and Cassandra tipped back as her balance was lost. The prince landed flat on his ass with the sorceress in his lap. She writhed and moaned atop him as he pumped hot, potent ropes of royal seed right into her womb. Her most private, verboten chamber was quickly flooded with the seeds of her lost love's son. Her body that craved for the fallen king now yearned, and accepted, the man's own son.

Lights flashed around them as the festival's pyroblossom display reached its apex. A myriad of purples clashed with golds while reds of many hues wove around their sweaty, disheveled forms. His hand wrapped around her stomach and rubbed circles of comfort as she shuddered and spasmed atop him. Euden's eyes fluttered and flickered as they drew to a close.

He blinked and she was gone.

"W-Wha-oooh?"

Euden looked up as the cracks from outside still pounded in his ears. His eyes adjusted to the flashy lights in time to see a figure that bobbed at his feet. He felt a warmth in his loins, along with a wet sensation along the cum-covered tip.

"Mmmwah. Welcome back, Dearie," Cassandra beamed at him from behind her undone hair. A few stray tresses dangled before her eye before she tucked them back with a huff. "Oh fiddlesticks. One second," she implored him.

With a wave of her hand, she brought her hairpin back to the bed. Euden watched as she tied her hair back in a loose ponytail to keep it out of her face. The results left her bangs cover her left eye as usual, but at least it wouldn't distract her now. "That's better. Sorry about that dearie," she apologized as she returned to her ministrations.

The sorceress grabbed her breasts and kept them pinned around his cock. Euden groaned at the warm sensations as her bosom surrounded his recently-used dick. She drooled on his tip and let it slide down for more lubrication before she resumed her chest-service.

"C-Cassandra," he groaned as she popped her lips back on his tip. Her tongue feathered around the glans as she playfully suckled and sucked up any cum she could manage. Her hands stayed focused on her breasts as jiggled her boobs for his enjoyment.

The sorceress tried to fight down the quivers in her recently-used loins as she offered him her heavenly bosom. Doubts still lingered within her heart even as she dutifully licked and suckled the potent shaft before her. Her nails pressed into her bosom as she reared up to swirl her tongue around the tip. The sorceress's eye glazed over as she bobbed her head down along the shaft while her breasts covered the rest.

Euden's head hit the bed again as she serviced the young prince. His hand shifted up and gently cupped her forehead. She paused for a moment before she shook his palm off and popped her lips off his cock again long enough to ask, "Mwah~ So dearie - you up for your next lesson tonight?"

"Mmmwoh~"

A flash of light illuminated his face as he vigorously nodded before her eye. The last pyroblossom fizzled out and left them both in utter darkness in her chambers. The sultry shadow of the sorceress pulled her mouth off his cock with a loud, wet pop. She rose up and let her breasts dangle between his cock.

Her shadow crawled up the prince's supine body until her loins lined up with his dick. Their hands reached back and worked together to aim him at her pussy lips. Her other hand reached around and wrapped under his neck to pin his face between her bosom.

"Fu fu fu...Happy New Year, dearie~"


"Whadda bunsha jokersh - they're all in bed alreeeeady?" Mym giggled before she stuffed the bottle right in her face. The table rattled as a trio of identical bottles, courtesy of the boar clan, sat empty before her and her current companions.

"Yu shed ett sh-*hic-istur! All of em are li-hic!-weightsh!" Notte cackled as she swam in her own saucer. Her discarded little kimono had been tossed aside nearby as the fairy tried to do backstrokes in the rich rice wine. "The nuuuurve oph em!"

Gozu merely sat there and sipped his rather large saucer while he politely chaperoned the two drunk ladies. It didn't really matter that one was a dragon and the other a fairy - he merely felt it was proper to remain in place as he enjoyed the remainders of the festivities while the rest of the partygoers retired.

That and to keep Mym from setting the hall on fire. Again.

The saucher-tub rattled as Notte surfaced and leaned over the edge. Her lazily lidded eyes stared up at the fearsome-yet-handsome dragon chaperone. "Heeeey Goshu...G-Goku...Big guy! M-My new ye-hic-sh reso..r-resha...prom...shwear ish two take up rohck climbing...c-can I shtaaaart with yoooou?!" she giggled.

Gozu sighed and tried to ignore the addled fairies antics. She struggled to get out of her saucer tub and wound up face first on the table for her troubles. The ox dragon merely placed a napkin over her and her naked bum while Mym rolled on the floor in drunken fits of laughter.

The dragon poured just a little more of the overtly potent rice wine for himself and continued his slow, careful vigil. He tried to ignore the smoldering gazes of a trio of admittedly lovely fire lady dragons around him, especially the lovely blossom that stole glances his way.