The following chapter focuses entirely on a pairing that snuck up on us, Sharena x Hilda. Cute fluff and yuri smut abound, like this whole fic might end up like at this rate. Feel free to skip if you prefer the other pairings, the next chapter should be out next week. Enjoy!
Chapter 10
Sharena was exhausted after the long ride and deeply worried about Corrin. She needed a warm bath and her bed, and her cot of fur and thick blankets barely made up for it; and being alone tonight scared her. Alfonse had yet to get back from his own mission and while Anna was a good ear, the princess didn't need to talk. She freshened up quickly, forgetting about her meal as she ventured across the camp, wearing fresh clothes under her cape but no armor. She needed the lightness.
She checked on the medic tent, confirming that Hilda had gotten back to her own quarters. It took a lot of money from Askr's kingdom to furnish such a wide camp, but every warrior they'd recruited were allowed their own tent if they so desired. Hilda much preferred having her own place, even if it was simply a tent. Sharena called her name from outside the tent, hearing a "I'm decent!" before walking in.
"Oh, dear, you look like you've seen a ghost. Have you eaten anything yet?" Hilda asked her for a greeting, pushing herself up.
Her tent had been made taller than most, allowing people to stand up, being just a third smaller than Sharena and Alfonse's respective lodging. She had a twin bed on one side, even though the mattress was filled with straw, a small table with two chairs, a single bookshelf and a desk where she wrote her letters to her brother, even though they could never be sent. Hilda insisted that just writing the letters helped her deal with the shift of world, and she otherwise kept herself busy by putting together exquisite jewels that were the talk of the camp. Anyone who found rare stones, or shells could bring them to her to forge into delicate jewelery for a price. For someone who complained so much about having to work, she was quite the devoted artist when it came to her craft.
"I might have forgotten. I'm just worried. How are you doing?"
Hilda crossed to her table, gesturing for Sharena to sit down on a chair while she gathered cheese and more bread for her.
"I'm good, barely sore thanks to the mead I drank. I might have overdone it, but it helps my nerves. Do you want some wine with your food?"
"Hilda, let me fetch the food, you sit down, I don't have broken ribs like you do."
"Rena, sweetie, I can still move around."
Sharena shook her head at her, walking up to her to put her hands on both of her shoulders.
"Let me help. If it wasn't me, you would already be sitting down…"
"You believe I'm favoring you?"
Sharena blushed at the playful accusation, inching closer to the pink-haired lady.
"Are you saying I'm wrong?"
Hilda crinkled her nose as she pouted and tapped her chin in pretended thought. Then she winked at Sharena.
"I'm trying to be discreet like you want me to, but I favor you a lot. Can I keep my favorite princess here for the night? I might need help to stay comfortable in bed with those ribs."
Sharena chuckled, taking the hand Hilda was offering her. Their fingers linked in a gesture that was still unfamiliar to the Askrian.
"I was hoping you'd asked me that."
"There's that beautiful smile. No hiding it again, agreed?"
"I'll try, but only if you're good and resting instead of running all over the tent."
Hilda accepted, sitting herself down while Sharena collected everything that was needed for their meal, including the promised wine, serving them both generous cups.
"Trying to make me drunk?"
"Only if you allow me to join you in drunkenness."
Hilda feigned shock, covering her mouth with her hand as Sharena sat down with her. The blonde couldn't help noticing how stiff Hilda was in her seat.
"Should I ask to see your ribs? I could help you put a salve on the bruising," she offered.
"My ribs, my lady? How bold!"
"I mean…!"
"I know, Sharena," Hilda laughed, although she stopped herself as the pain reverberated through her ribcage. "Oh, stupid body. I don't think I want a salve, but I'll require your help to get changed and freshened up. I just sat down until you came in here, my mind didn't seem to work."
"Too tired?"
"I've been making a lot of effort for the past few days," Hilda insisted, giving the hand reaching for her across the table a reassuring pat. "I'm fine, I'll just be even better if I can avoid any riding for the next few weeks."
Sharena worried her lower lip and Hilda pinched her own mouth as she realized her attempt was not quite working at reassuring her partner.
"It's not your fault! I wish you'd accept that once in a while. You're as bad as your brother with the self-guilt thing!."
"But Leo is either throwing the blame on me or my brother, I can't just…"
"He's worried about his sister, he has no one else in camp he cares about as far as I can tell. It's perfectly understandable. But if he keeps being an ass, I'm going to give him a piece of my mind. Don't let that jerk push you around. Corrin went along with his plan on her own. He should hit himself on the head."
"But-"
"No buts! I want quiet, food, wine, and relaxation tonight. For both of us. So eat up, so I can get my ass to bed. But if you want to tell me about any secret hot springs around I guess I could stay up a little longer."
Sharena hung her head a little, offering her a sheepish smile before nibbling at her food and realizing just how hungry she was. She wolfed down her plate, Hilda eating quite fast herself. The wine followed, three good sips down before Sharena wondered if they couldn't relocate right away.
"Which hurts less? Lying down instead or sitting?"
"Still trying to figure it out." Hilda admitted. "Help me up?"
Sharena obliged, offering her a shoulder to lean on as she walked her to her bed. Hilda sat on the edge, tapping her feet against the carpet without thinking, her heels clicking together. Sharena frowned.
"Why are you still wearing your boots?"
"Bending down to take them off still hurts…" Hilda sighed.
The previous night, Hilda had just gone to bed with all her clothes on her back, insisting she didn't want to get changed before their return to camp. Her boots were heavily laced, which meant a long time to put them back on in the morning, so Sharena had accepted those conditions. Now she wanted her lady catching actual rest and comfort.
"Let me do it for you," Sharena said, kneeling in front of her and almost instantly having to push her long hair to the side, briefly imagining pushing her hair out of her face for other reasons and bit her lip hard to keep her face straight and her mind on her task, hoping Hilda wouldn't notice.
"We should braid this nice mane a little more, what do you think?" She asked, to divert herself as much as anything.
Playing with each other's hair was one of their favorite things, but Sharena focused on trying to undo both laces. They were tight and tricky, caked with mud and unmentionables. Once the laces were tugged free she eased the boots off Hilda's legs, her hands barely lingering on her warm skin, resisting the urge to run her fingers across it.
"Oh, your feet smell!" she exclaimed suddenly, jerking away as the smell wafted out of the boots.
"Don't sniff them! I haven't changed in two days, of course I smell!"
The blush on Hilda's cheeks was adorable, as was her pout, and Sharena quickly reassured her.
"I've smelled worse and you do want my help to clean up, right? I'll get a basin."
Warm water would take too long right now, so they had to deal with cold, but at least with the luxury of soap. Hilda dipped her feet one after the other, barely stifling a painful laugh as Sharena quickly dried her feet and tickled her toes through the operation.
"What is next?"
"My bosom," Hilda teased her, her eyes catching the curiosity in Sharena's as she seriously considered her words. As they'd gotten closer and closer, they'd gone from holding hands to kissing, but everything was still quite new.
"Is it bad that I want to see them?"
"Why would it be bad silly? Sit up here with me, enough kneeling."
Sharena obeyed, eager but feeling skittish at the same time. Hilda put one hand on her thigh, the other finding her hand to give it a squeeze. Sharena leaned forward, inching herself closer, Hilda meeting her halfway for a soft kiss that reassured the less experienced of the two women.
"You'll have me strip you entirely before the end of the night, won't you?"
Hilda blinked at her, her face as pink as her hair.
"It doesn't have to be naughty. I do need to get clean…"
Sharena nodded, but her mind was elsewhere. Pondering on everything the permission Hilda was giving her meant.
"You feel safe with me?"
"I wouldn't suggest it otherwise, sweetheart. Plus, this is the best plan to eventually blackmail you into getting naked around me."
"Does sound pretty naughty."
"Maybe. Can you blame me?"
Hilda pulled at her collar, Sharena following for another kiss, deeper and a little wet, her body giving a delicious quiver deep inside in answer.
"Now, let's take off those clothes," the princess tried to sound determined despite her inner embarrassment. She untied the pink wrap that cinched Hilda's waist, apologizing at her first whimper, then gently rolled up the dark tank top she was wearing, pulling it over her head. Seeing the size of her bruises and their dark green tint had her cursing out loud. "Hilda, you must be in so much pain!"
"Hence all the alcohol right now?" Hilda tried with a shrug and a crooked half-smile.
Sharena shook her head at her, giving her shoulder a kiss before wrapping her in another good look. Hilda tried to reach in her back to undo her chest wrap, looking for a way to distract them both. Seeing her own bruises reminded her of similar wounds she'd collected in the far of Fodlan. Of the wounds her brother had sustained in his last letter to her, before she could even hear any more from him. But stretching that far was too much for her already taxed sides, Sharena shaking her head at her.
"Can you turn around? I'll do it."
It felt both intimate and strange, but Hilda followed her lead, sighing as the last tension on her ribcage was taken away. Now all that was left was the dull ache of her sides that flared in a few spots with each movement. She didn't cover herself, rubbing at the warm spot between her breasts that felt sticky with sweat.
"I'm god awful right now, why did I even think this was a good idea…"
"Hilda, no. You're hurt! You're not awful. My hands are all damp just from embarrassment!"
"Oh, my cute little princess…" Hilda chuckled. Sharena felt her face heat up more, unable to keep herself from admiring the way Hilda's breasts bounced as she laughed, the pink tinge to her nipples that looked quite flattering with her hair. She cleared her throat, nearly crossing her eyes to redirect herself and reconnected her eyes with Hilda's. "Distracted?" Hilda asked.
Sharena rolled her eyes at her, though half of it was from sheer embarrassment, her face feeling quite warm now.
"I think I'll remove your skirt now. Lie down for me?" She asked, needing to clear her throat to correct the squeak in it.
"Assertive girl," Hilda commented, giving her a wink as she lied back down, unable to stifle a moan of pain at the movement. Sharena winced, but allowed herself to tease the other woman by running her fingertips along her waistline just above the material of her skirt, finding the pale skin even softer than she'd expected. Hilda watched her, a gentle smile on her face, biting into her lower lip as Sharena undid one button of the skirt and pulled it off her.
"It's heavier than I thought," Sharena noted as Hilda raised her hips to help her, managing to stifle another pained moan.
"Can't have my panties showing in the middle of a battle!" Hilda said, puffing up her chest and dropping her voice an octave. Had she always been this flirty? Nah, Sharena decided, and blamed the alcohol instead. Or her own obliviousness.
"People would be scandalized just from their colors," Sharena agreed, detailing the pink patterns itched over the black fabric. "I've never had dark underwear like these," she added, her fingers skimming along the stitch lines. The dip of hip bones intrigued her, a small fire starting in her lower stomach as she wondered if pink hair hid under the fabric.
"That won't do! My girl needs a proper variety of undies," Hilda teased her, her voice shifting as Sharena looked up into her eyes, both embarrassed and flattered.
Picturing herself wearing Hilda's underwear was oddly arousing.
"My lady needs no undies at the moment, though," the blonde shot back, her hands supporting the boldness of her words as she tugged the piece of clothing down. Hilda blushed the same adorable pink, feeling Sharena's thumbs on her hips while her fingertips traced the curve of her ass, lingering on her thighs, blue eyes centering on the pink tuft of hair crowning her nether regions.
"You're pink down here too," she marvelled.
Hilda wiggled her nose, knowing how exposed and vulnerable she was right now. Her arms itched to cover her chest and she could swear she could feel every single droplet of sweat on her skin, convinced she must smell absolutely terrible from more than just her feet, which was mortifying right now. She'd normally want to be fresh as a button for a lover, her words keeping their bite despite her nervousness.
"What about you? Baby blond and pink down there?"
Sharena turned beet red, despite the fact she was fully dressed, or maybe because of how unfair the situation felt right now. Was she supposed to shed off clothes? She might die on the spot.
"Maybe I'll let you check on it once you're all clean?"
Her eyes widened, Hilda blinking at her, her smile even wider.
"Now I wish I wasn't so bruised up! You sure know how to motivate a girl!" she laughed, wincing as she couldn't hold it up in her throat.
"Don't get too excited, Hilda, I'm supposed to help you relax here."
Sharena pushed herself to her feet and gathered Hilda's clothes in a bundle to toss it in the basket she kept for laundry. She grabbed a clean cloth, soap and sat by the edge of the bed, helping Hilda back into a sitting position. She washed her face first, gentle and meticulous, Hilda sighing as the cloth brushed her neck.
"Sensitive?" Sharena asked.
"I haven't been fully naked in forever. And I am also inebriated?"
Sharena twisted her neck to give her a kiss, wrapping one arm around her, Hilda's next sigh turning into a moan as their tongues danced, tasting the alcohol off each other.
"I think you've made me so overwhelmed with all this, I'm almost sober," the princess whispered.
"And you're still here despite how I smell," Hilda surmised, licking her lower lip. "Wanna kiss me anywhere else? I might taste salty, but…"
Sharena smiled at her, cupping one of her breasts, her touch gentle first, growing firmer as Hilda pushed herself into her hand.
"I'm almost complexed when I look at them, but you're so beautiful." Hilda held one hand on the very top of her chest, her flush spread all over her face.
"They're a little small." Sharena complained, glancing down at her own.
"Well I like breasts of all sizes, but most of all, the person attached to those ones."
Sharena was shocked at the rumbling sound her throat made, bending forward to plant a kiss on the heavy breast she was holding. Her tongue darted out as she dared to follow this kiss with a second and a third, tasting the salty sweat on Hilda's skin. She remembered the kisses they'd shared last night, and how Hilda had nibbled on her ear and neck, forcing her to cover her mouth with her hand to muffle any sound. Everything that used to feel wrong was right now that Hilda had entered her life. She wanted to please her and memorize her over and over, grateful to finally be accepted for what she was.
"At this rate, I'll never…"
Sharena had been following the curve of her breast with her mouth, reaching its peak. She gave an experimental flick of her tongue to the pink nipple, her instincts taking over, her lips wrapping over the tip. Hilda's voice held a shiver, her body arching back.
"Ow… No, Rena, don't stop right as you've started, this is just the kind of healing I need. I just need to keep myself relaxed and… ah!"
Hilda panted as Sharena covered her unattended breast with her hand, giving a longer suck to her nipple, her thumb tracing the other one with slow motions.
"Is this really your first time doing this?"
"I remember you sneaking your hands under my shirt a few times," Sharena reminded her, giving one nipple a pinch as she gathered more of her other breast in her mouth.
Hilda gasped, steadying herself with one arm while cupping the back of her head. Sharena pulled back, surprised by the "pop" sound her mouth made, her hungry eyes instantly staring at Hilda's erected nipple, her index giving it another flick, Hilda jumping on the mattress with a new moan.
"Hey, this is going to make me even sweatier."
Sharena blinked, looking at her flushed face and swallowing. Hilda's chest was going up and down quite fast, her hand still in her hair, her eyes looking wild and her lips so so red. Straightening her back, Sharena inched forward to steal a kiss from her, smiling into her smile and, even more so as she felt Hilda's hands cupping her breasts through her shirt, giving them a rough squeeze that made her yelp. Her excitement felt hard to contain, her head too light from drinking, her throat dry unless she was kissing her partner.
"I'm not sure what's happening to me, Hilda…" she managed in between kisses.
"You're horny, silly girl. Maybe even more than I am. Do you want to take your shirt off?"
Sharena felt her heart swelling at the softness of her question. Hilda was sitting here, bare to her eyes, but willing to wait if she wasn't ready to do the same.
"I don't want you moving too much and hurting yourself more."
"Unless you run to the other side of the tent to strip, I don't think I have much moving to do. Actually wait… that might be fun!"
Sharena laughed, giving her another kiss, hearing herself moaning as Hilda's hands felt a little heavier on her.
"Am I corrupting you?"
"I so needed your corruption, sweetie," Sharena reassured her, pulling back to lift her shirt over her head, her hands shaking a bit as she dropped the garment to the floor.
Hilda's eyes were so warm, having her look down at herself to see if her body hadn't changed. Her shoulders had always felt bony to her, her arms too defined and her stomach too flat. Her small breasts barely needed a wrap, Hilda undoing it with her permission, both of them perking up proudly.
"Truly beautiful, my dear. You're so pink, we match!" Hilda exclaimed, her finger teasing one nipple, relishing Sharena's gasp.
"What now?"
The poor princess felt sheepish for asking, her partner biting her lower lip.
"How dare you be this adorable?"
"What? I'm not…"
"I can't bend over, so help me lie down and lean over me. I want to spoil you back."
Sharena gaped at her for the initial few seconds, wondering just how far they were going to end up by the end of the night. Then she followed Hilda's tugs, laying her down, the pillows pushed aside to have more space, the straw mattress dipping dangerously as they shifted. Hilda guided her, her fingers tracing light shivers on her sides, the swell of her breasts and over her back. It felt incredibly embarrassing to lower herself down, knowing a mouth was waiting to pepper her skin with kisses, but Hilda was hugging her in the awkward pause, the feelings that followed so good, Sharena felt any trace of embarrassment melting away. She was careful not to let any weight on Hilda, worried about her ribs, even though her worries shifted to letting out her voice soon enough.
"Hilda, it's…!"
"Focus on what you feel, dear," Hilda cut her off, her mouth wrapping over her left breast while she shifted one hand down her back to her front, pushing her pants as far down as she could. "If anything feels too rushed or too much, just tell me."
Sharena answered by shimmying further out of her pants, Hilda taking it as all the permission she needed to keep going, teasing her through her panties.
"Oh my…!"
"You're all wet already. Can I touch you directly?"
Another suck on her nipple, a thumb rolling across her clit.
"I don't think I can handle you doing both at the same time. And I want to touch you too."
Hilda lightly bit her nipple, her thumb adding pressure to her core while her tongue soothed the pain she'd created.
"Maybe we should focus on cleaning me some more?"
Sharena pushed herself up, moaning as Hilda traced her clenching abs, her other hand still teasing her through her underwear.
"You're so strong under that armor. I kinda want my head between your thighs."
"Hilda! How am I supposed to focus if you plant ideas like that in my head?!"
"It's all part of my sexy ploy to have you addicted to naked parties."
Sharena shook her head at her, her blond hair brushing against her naked form. The princess pulled back fully, getting to her feet despite feeling light-headed and removed the rest of her clothing while she had the courage to do so. Hilda barely had the time to benefit from the view, as Sharena dipped the washing cloth in the water basin, soaping it up and then running it gently over her bruised side, then her unblemished skin.
"Raise your arms?"
Hilda obeyed, squirming as Sharena cleaned both of her armpits, rinsing both areas and teasing her nipples with the wet cloth.
"Oh! Warn a girl?"
Sharena offered her a cocky smile, blushing as she pulled away to rinse the cloth of all soap.
"I can't believe I'm saying this, but… spread your legs for me?"
Hilda groaned, voicing an apology as she parted her thighs. Sharena kneeled by the edge of the bed to be eye level with her lower mouth, her free hand stroking her pubic hair first, parting it open to expose her sex.
"Oh, I wished I'd offered to do this yesterday," she confessed.
She ran one finger along her folds, Hilda covering her eyes as the embarrassment finally got the best of her. Sharena cleaned her with gentle strokes, dropping the cloth to replace it with her fingers as she pulled the folds apart curiously.
"Oh goddess, don't lean in so close, I can't…!"
"Tell me what I can do?"
"Fingers?" Hilda squeaked, her whole body shivering as Sharena teased her wetness, spreading it across her entire sex.
She started with tentative touches, parting folds, finding her clit and losing it an instant, only to find it again and watch Hilda squirm as she moaned into her fist.
"Put a finger inside me," she asked.
"Inside?" Sharena repeated.
"Please, please, you can do what you want."
Sharena loved the sensation of power and trust these words gave her, coating her fingers in more of her wetness before inching one knuckle inside. She kept her ministrations on her clit with her other hand.
"How's this, my lady?"
"Pump it in me, Rena."
"I…"
"Oh sweet sweet Rena. In and almost out. You can be rougher, I won't break. Make me quiver till I shake."
Sharena pushed her finger deeper, eyes darting from Hilda's face to her burning hot sex, testing one pace, then another, until Hilda's moans came tumbling, her clit oh so hard and sensitive. Sharena's lower stomach was clenching, her thighs covered with sweat as she quickened her pace, Hilda's hips trashing against her in a matter of seconds.
She didn't let up, daring to do what she never tried for herself, seeing how far it could extend, and easing when Hilda begged her to, her voice a mess.
"Am I a quick study?" Sharena asked as she put her arms on either side of Hilda's legs, yelping as Hilda found the strength to lift said legs and wrapped both around her waist.
"Come up here, you… My ribs are killing me but this was the best, you don't need any studying in this area."
Sharena struggled to her feet, the pain in her knees from staying in the same station for so long finally registering, but Hilda was tapping the mattress for her to lie down and while the straw scratched a little through the bedsheets, Sharena obliged her, exhilarated by the idea she'd made her feel so good. Hilda rolled on her good side, wrapping her arms around the princess for a long and lazy kiss, Sharena surrendering herself to whatever she wanted to do. After more kisses, Hilda gently pushed her back to look down between them, squinting to catch any undertone to her blond hairs.
"I guess they're too short to show, huh?"
"Hilda, don't look at me so intensely…"
"After what you just did to me?! I will have my head between your thighs on multiple occasions, believe me!"
Sharena flushed despite herself, wondering if everything they were going to share could ever leave her mind when she walked out of this tent the next morning.
"Rena, lift your leg over my waist and let me work my magic, I have some heavy spoiling to do."
"Oh lord, I don't know how well I can hold my voice."
"Hide your face in my neck, dear. If it gets too much, you can bite me."
"Like I would…! Oh…"
Sharena couldn't help looking down as Hilda shifted her wrist, finding her wet and already quivering from the sheer excitement. Being touched by someone else was so very different, there was no comparison possible. Sharena panted as Hilda immediately rushed her clit in a fury of swirls and alternating pressures, moaning as the fingers teased her entrance, going back to her clit, playing her in a dance that made her eyes unfocused and her breathing even rougher.
"Do you like it, Rena?"
"Hilda… Hilda, it's much stronger then…"
"Keep your legs open for me, don't fight it."
"I'm scared."
"Oh baby, don't be scared. It's good, you're worth this a hundred times," Hilda told her.
Sharena's following gasp was the cutest thing she'd heard, the princess hiding her face against the hollow of her neck, holding her tight as Hilda drove her over the edge. She felt Sharena kissing her collarbone and chest as she drew out her orgasm, refusing to let her rest so she could build another one. The way she shook at the second wave of bliss was torture for Hilda's ribs, but she was so content, hurting a little in exchange for Sharena's warm voice in her ears was a small price to pay.
If she was honest with herself, she didn't remember a time when she'd last felt she belonged. Until now.
"Fuck… Hilda, that was so intense!"
"Oh don't make me laugh. My middle hurts…"
"I'm so sorry Hil', is there anything I can do to help?"
"Promise me more of this tomorrow?"
"Like I'd say no!" Sharena laughed, kissing her hard to support her point. "We don't even have to wait tomorrow if you're up for more."
"Oh dear, I don't want to say no!" Hilta tilted her head up and Sharena pressed her forehead against her, both grinning at each other before tilting for a kiss and tangling themselves with each other. They didn't let go of each other until exhaustion claimed them both.
To be continued…