So the I have no excuse for not updating in so long. My other story has been kicking my ass, summer reading has been kicking my ass, and vacation has been kicking my ass. My ass is very sore. For one week I'm in North Carolina Outer Banks and I'm currently stealing internet from my neighbor at 2:30 AM.

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Of course there was bandits. Always bandits. There never weren't bandits! All bandits all the time! Thank Gods they didn't realize the innocent girl they planned on robbing, rapping, and killing just so happened to be the future Exalt and grade "A" bandit fuck bandits!

Lucina, of course, had no trouble with the enemies she had encountered. Mostly thieves that tried to pick up the scraps of the battle that recently took place between the Shepherds and the the real threat that had already been there. A few swings of Falchion and they were off. As she slew more and more Lucina felt sad. None of these men were truly evil. No human was true evil. The only true evil Lucina ever discovered was Grima and Grima is the reason she was here, killing more people that didn't need to die. Killing petty thieves made her wonder. Did she need to kill them. It was out of self defense and if she didn't kill them they would kill her. She could let them go. Although, what would stop them from continuing to hurt innocent villagers?

Lucina often toiled over the blood she spilled. Was it necessary? Why did people hurt other people? To take their money? Take their lives? Take their bodies? Couldn't they just make an honest living? Find other ways to relieve emotion? No. That's too hard. Pillaging is far easier even Lucina could see that. But, was it worth it? Was it really worth their lives just so they could live "free"? She didn't think so.

Lucina didn't know everything. In fact in the grand scheme of things she knew quite little. But she did know someone had to enact justice and she was one of those people. It was a hard job to fight those people. She often felt over worked and even sad when she was too late to save an entire village and maybe even more sad when she had to kill the criminals right there. She never enjoyed spilling human blood. Killing risen was easy. They weren't alive with beating hearts, emotion, or families to go home to.

She was at the springs. She was fully clothed and that clothed part was going to change. She was here because she needed relief. First her armor and sword. Next her shirt and pants and boots. She was standing there nearly naked. The cool air felt good on her bare skin. She walked forward putting a foot in the nearly boiling hot spring. It felt amazing. She walked further in until her panties had begun to get wet from the water. Though her pussy had already taken care of that. She removed her bra and and panties letting the cool air touch her bare upper body. She pinched her nose and completely submerged herself.

As her head came up from the water her body stayed submerged. Lucina moved her hand down to her pussy and began stroking her lips. Her other hand was entertaining her breasts. Mastrubation was a simple thing that took a lot of time. She began to insert one finger into her pussy. One finger didn't do much for her anymore. Another finger. She continued slowly, moving her two finger around while using her thumbs to rub her clit. Her breathing picked up as she started moving faster.

She moved her other hand down to her ass. She put her index finger into her tight hole. She loved the feeling of something filling her though she didn't enjoy the dirtiness...

Adding another finger to both her holes she moved faster, panting harder as orgasm approached. Going faster she stopped before she came. She had a fantastic idea.

She moved out of the water and picked up her falchion. Her fingers weren't enough. She slid the hilt into her pussy giving an audible moan. This gave her more pleasure than her hands ever did. Moving faster And faster she had one of the greatest orgasms ever. Setting her sword down she was quite happy with her sexual desire. Though she was interested in the real thing...

"Lucina!?"

This was her chance.

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There you go. One more chapter after this for popular demand. MAYBE one more after this. That means the next one is the last one. I get bored writing lemons. I'm also really bad at it.