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She was mad he knew it. Caspar had acted impulsively, defying a direct order, and threw himself into the fray the Lance slipping against his axe in the struggle. It had glanced against the head of his axe and sliced down his arm before he cast the heavy weapon out at the attacking lancer and her pegasus, both of their bodies falling to the ground in a broken heap. He had meant to protect Byleth but as he turned back to look at her in triumph her eyes held only sheer horror. In an instant she pushed past the surrounding soldiers to inspect his wound, spilling blood down his arm
"It's not that bad, Professor." He tried to reassure her with a warm smile but her face was set back into it's stoic fashion from long ago. Oh boy, he messed up
He kept quiet as her healing magic sprung through him, stopping the bleeding momentarily, but yelped in surprise as she grabbed his good arm and continued their triumphant return to the monastery. She hadn't said a word to him but refused to let him out of her sight as they rode in ahead with the wounded
"I really do feel better." He mumbled to no avail as she dismounted her steed and pressed forward toward his quarters
"H-hey now Professor, it's a huge mess in there right now I-" he was silenced by her icy stare and plaintively opened his door. She knew by now where his bandages were kept and pulled out the roll, carefully measuring it against his skin. Each touch of her skin was like fire, urging him desperately to fuel the flame but he had decided long ago to suppress these feelings and took a deep breath to calm himself
Her eyes flicked up to his for a moment before looking over his arm again but it made his heart ache painfully
"Thanks for patching me up, Professor." Her hands stopped for a moment before tying odd his bandage
He yelped in pain as the knot drew tight against his wound and she jumped, hurriedly loosening it
"S-sorry I was.. distracted." He swore he could see a pink flush peeking through her green hair as she retired the knot, looser this time
"Distracted?" Her eyes rose to meet his as she bit her lip thoughtfully, his gaze locking on her lips as she plush skin skank against her teeth, color blooming from the pressure
"Caspar I don't want to see you hurt, but I know I can't ask you to stand by while others are in danger. It's one of the things that makes you very… special to me."
His heart pounded in his chest and adrenaline took over as he leaned down to press a swift kiss against her forehead before drawing back to finally process his deads
"W-what?" She stared up at him with wide, watery eyes and his voice caught in his throat, so he kissed her again, this time claiming those soft lips. She melted into his arms as their kiss became more passionate, communicating unspoken emotion and channeling it into an electric sensation that shot through her spine. Eventually their lips broke away from each other, Byleth staring up at him with quiet desire before descending his body to tug at his trousers. He tried to pull her back but a twinge of pain drew his hand back as waves of pleasure washed over him, his soft finger pulling his hardening cock free. She gave him a bashful glance before running her tongue along his length, his cock stiffening in response
"Professor… you don't have to…" he moaned his quiet protest but was silenced as his pleasure ceased, the woman now looking up at him with a scornful pout
"Don't call me that, not right now…" she was so heartachingly adorable he felt he might die on the spot but his body demanded more before he could ascend
"Byleth… you're so cute…" his hand reached down, running a thumb over her flushed, plump cheek, willing her to continue
She smiled triumphantly before running her tongue over his head earning a pleasured cry from the taller man. She pulled him into her mouth, lapping at his sensitive skin as he continued to stiffen under her actions until he hit the back of her throat with shuddering pleasure as she bobbed her head lower
Her lips drew back with a sensual pop and she threw him a playful smile before pulling the waist of her shorts down, pressing him back onto the bed with her freehand. He ached painfully as she teased him, removing her boots, tights, shorts and jacket, but moved torturously slow in removing her corseted breastplate and lacey black panties. Feeling his strength renew he stood up from the bed, pushing the surprised woman forward who caught herself on the back of a chair
'Perfect.' he grinned as he bent her over the chair, slipping his throbbing cock between her and the lace, drawing moans from them both as he continued to slide along her wet pussy. He took hold of her hips again, tilting them up for better access as he sank himself into her velvety entrance, stretching her across his length until his hips hit hers with a thump. She let out a strangled moan as he pumped into her, rocking her hips up to meet his powerful thrusts
"B-Byleth I think I love you." He groaned, her pleasured cries driving him further as he fought off his release
"Caspar you idiot-!" She bit her tongue as he drove into her again and her eyes unfocused as bliss poured through her body
"I love you!" Heat poured into her as Caspar released with a hard thrust, her pussy spasming in pleasure as she orgasmed forcefully around him
"We really over did it." Caspar chuckled, fatigue and pain twinging through him, he scooped up her supine form and laid her gingerly on his upset sheets