Second Wind for Royal Wings

by PR0F.GMK

After a sudden request from his parents leaves Melia tasked with looking over Nikol, the Empress struggles to deal with the loneliness her position comes with. Will deepening her bond with her nephew help fix that?

"P-Pardon me, could you two repeat that?"

Melia did her best to sound composed, clearly caught off-guard by whatever it was she just heard. Her eyes blinked at the familiar blonde pair on the screen in front of her, with the woman leaning back forward to reply.

"Could you please look after Nikol for a while?" Fiora repeated with a pleading tone and gaze towards the High Entia Empress who looked back with mild surprise.

"May I inquire as to the reason why?" She questioned, hardly sounding against their request, simply confused as to why it was given in the first place.

Luckily, her friend's husband was willing to answer, leaning in to speak with a much more bashful and apoplectic face reflected in his tone. "As you know, we've been exploring some of the other fallen pieces of the Bionis in search of potential resources to help along Origin's construction, yes?"

Melia nodded in understanding, taking a glance to her chamber's window to gaze out towards the current progress of one-half of the monumental sphere. There was still a long way to go - perhaps too far given their timeframe - but that black mass was a bright ray of hope her people were pinning the hopes of their future on. So they had to take any potential chance they had to better their odds for a future, and Shulk was able to explain what those odds were.

"Well, Dunban informed us he may have found a whole trove of minerals to help speed along the process. There's only one problem, it's on one of the farthest islands and infested with monsters," The former monado wielder explained, drawing a small "Ahh~" from the empress before the man added, "Ryen's coming with us, along with quite a few soldiers in hopes of setting up a base there. We can't afford to simply ignore this with what's at stake."

"I quite agree," Melia replied, turning to look back towards the couple. "Still, what about Sharla and Panacea, or even Riki? Couldn't one of them look over young Nikol as well?" She inquired, wondering why the sharpshooting, her daughter, or even the nopon couldn't handle the blonde pair's child, as they'd logically be far better options with how close they lived instead of sending him all the way up here to Alcamoth.

The look on Shulk and Fiora's faces fell, instantly informing the empress such options were viable for whatever reason, with the former explaining in detail. "Truth is, Sharla and Panacea are stationed on another island, so they're too preoccupied to look after Nikol for now. And Riki…well…he went off on a trip with most of his family a month ago and we have no idea when they're returning."

That last bit of information caught the empress somewhat off guard. "I-I see," She replied with a bit of shock and slightly wide eyes that blinked at lovers on the screen.

After another moment, Firoa leaned forward at the screen separating herself and her gray-haired friend, hands collapsed together as she regained her begging face and tone while saying, "We tried everyone else in Colony 9 we can trust but they're all unavailable. We know it's a lot to suddenly spring on you but you're our last hope."

The mother's plea did not go unanswered by Melia, who glanced between the wife and her husband before sighing. " Huh~ Very well, I accept," She informed them with a small smile.

Her words instantly brought joy and relief to the parents' faces, with Shulk expressing his gratefulness. "Oh thank you, Melia. We owe you."

Such a genuine response warmed the empress' heart, her smile brightening along with her tone. "Nonsense, it's the least I can do. I haven't gotten to spend time with Young Nikol in a while, so it'll be nice to reconnect and see how he's grown,"

"Oh, I'm sure Nikol will be excited to see you as well!" Fiora exclaimed, her words prompting a bashful response from the crown royal.

"E-Excited to see me, surely you must be exaggerating?" The gray-haired woman nervously pushed back.

However, the blonde mother only doubled down. "Nonsense, Nikol adores you! Every time you bring him some High Entia tool or machinery for him to work with, it's all he wants to focus on!" She exclaimed with hardly any hesitation before playfully adding, "Honestly, he's a bit too much like his father at times, especially when it comes to pulling them away from their workshop."

Shulk sheepishly looked away in response to the small glare his wife shot at him, the display drawing a giggle from their winged friend. Still, he eventually managed to focus back on his High Entia companion to continue the conversation with a small request. "If it's not too much trouble, could you also give him any sort of workshop in the castle? Otherwise, I fear he might just use his room and make a mess."

He spoke as if drawing from experience, with Fiora's sigh confirming it for Melia "I'm certain I can procure something," She assured them confidently, helping to bring another wave of relief to their faces.

"Wonderful, we'll drop him off next week before heading to the island ourselves," Fiora informed her friend with a grateful tone and smile that increased with her following words. "Thanks so much once again, and we'll make sure to tell Nikol to be on his best behavior!"

With that, the trio bid their goodbyes with smiles. However, after their faces faded away as the screen went blank, the gray-haired royal's smile fell slightly from a bout of conflicted feelings sprouting within her borne from lingering regrets. And now, one of the main reminders of such feelings would be staying with her for an unspecified amount of time.

Melia could not help a sigh as she turned to gaze at a collection of personal pictures within her chambers. Some depicted the joyful celebrations from weddings, others the excitement of reunions, and some just small, priceless moments that helped to make life vibrate. They were enough to warm her smile just a bit, especially one that showcased taken over a decade ago involving many of her close companions along with their children.

Yet despite this, the empress' lips twitched at one commonality that stood out between them all, that of change, and how she herself seemed to lack such a feature. Despite growing from the young crown princess into a proud ruler, the growth many of her friends displayed these last few decades seemed to greatly outpace her journey.

Maturing, falling in love, settling down, guiding a new generation, and raising their own. In such little time, they went through so much. And the person who seemed to showcase this more than any other was Shulk himself as her mind compared the determined young man who'd first rescued her to the hopeful, newly-made, joyful father depicted in that decade-old photo and even the mature, seasoned man who she'd spoken to just minutes prior.

Running a hand through her long hair, Melia mused the difference between the passage of time between those of high entia blood and those of the homs. For the latter, they could be born, grow, mature, and settle down in what felt like the blink of an eye for the former. She'd always been aware of this fact since her mother's passing, yet never before had it felt so prevalent.

Her path was a long one, and she'd be forced to walk it at a slow pace, one that made it so the emotions she'd felt decades ago still feel fresh despite time's passage, including those of heartbreak.

Glancing at her bed, the empress did not see a lavish piece of furniture, but instead a reminder of her unfulfilled desires. Rarely had she been gifted the chance to experience the pleasure of another's warmth within it, and when such events did occur…

Melia felt a blush warm her face at recollections of some rather… vivid and eventful nights involving a blonde pair.

Shaking her head, the winged woman attempt to discard such thoughts. Now was not the time to have remorse about her unfulfilled love life, instead she had to prepare for the arrival of the son of the man who'd once held her heart and the woman she'd felt equal amounts of jealousy and admiration for.

Turning to exit her chambers to inform her staff to make preparations for Nikol's arrival, she briefly paused when a certain image caught her eye. Coincidently, it involved the young boy as a toddler, clinging onto a bashful Panacea and just barely peeking out thanks to the coaxing of a young empress attempting to show them the beautiful views Alcamoth could offer.

Melia smiled as the memory flashed within her mind, reminded of the smiling, giggling parents of those children watching on the other side of that camera. It brought with it warm feelings that lifted her spirits.

Perhaps as a woman, she felt somewhat unfulfilled, yet as an aunt, she was rather content. And hopefully, spending time with her nephew these coming weeks would help to further that.

---

Melia sighed whilst walking through the castle's hall, feeling a bit more mentally drained than she expected from a simple routine meeting regarding the status of several issues. Supply trades between colonies, progress on Origin, and even plans for future events to distract the people from the growing dread of the reasoning behind Origin's creation.

For the most part, everything was progressing smoothly besides a few occasional hiccups here or there. Still, there was an air of tension that loomed over the talks. How could there not be when they were all practically living on borrowed time? Even if their preparations went great, things would still come to an end.

The only issue was wondering if they'd be a part of the new beginning that would follow.

"I need a distraction," The empress muttered to herself, pausing her steps. She didn't have any other pressing duties that required her direct attendance for the day, so perhaps she could simply relax? Perhaps read a book in her chambers or go out and mingle with her people? While those ideas held some appeal, neither sparked much excitement as one would leave her alone and the other would remind her of her responsibilities as a leader.

No, she desired something else, something more…personal. Luckily, there was a perfect option recently given to her, and with a smile, she began traversing throughout the castle towards a specific room. Eventually arriving at her destination, a workshop, one she'd given to a certain young blonde she attempted to call out to with a polite and hopeful tone, "Nikol, are you in there?"

She'd manage to procure for him a workshop located quite away from the main workshop used by most engineers, which along with its smaller side made it seldomly used by others. Luckily, the young blond didn't mind considering the excitement and awe that'd lit up his face when he first stepped inside, eyes drawn to the wide selection of tools made available to him, his reaction drew a prideful grin from the empress upon leaving him to his own devices.

Still, it seemed as if he'd been more enamored by it than she anticipated, considering the faint sounds of sparks flying and metal whirling she heard within as she waited for a response that'd yet to come even after knocking on the door. 'Don't tell me…' She thought to herself for one potential reason as to why that was so, intent on seeing for herself by opening the chambers and stepping inside.

She was proven correct when she found the young mechanic hunched over one of the desks, back to her as he seemed unaware of her presence even when she called out to him again. "Nikol?"

"..."

'Goodness, and here I thought Fiora was exaggerating,' The High Entia mentally commented, recalling the many instances the woman would vent her frustrations to the empress about the challenges of prying her family away from their work. Even now, the young mechanic seemed completely lost in his work, not noticing her even as she walked beside him to look over his shoulder until she asked, "What are you working on?"

"AHH!"

Nikol loudly gasped in clear shock, turning to gaze at her with clear wide eyes present underneath his red goggles as he stuttered out a response. "A-Aunt Melia!?"

The empress merely nodded, noticing the clear confusion he had on his face and speaking to alleviate that."I had knocked and announced my presence, but you didn't hear me,"

Her tone was calm, even so, the young heard the undertone of a disappointed guardian, causing him to gain a sheepish face and apologetically mutter, "O-Oh, sorry…"

"It is of no worries," She assured him, moving past the small issue to shift the topic onto the variety of High Entia machinery laying about in various states of assembly. "I see you've been making the most of this chance to deep dive with a variety of High Entia technology, I see."

Her comment instantly lit up Nikol's face as well as his voice as he exclaimed, "I-It's been amazing! All the stuff here is amazing, it blows most of the stuff in Colony 9 out of the water!"

His excitement amused Melia, deepening her smile along with drawing a chuckle. Her pleased and relaxed expression briefly stunned the young homs with its radiance as she spoke, "I'm happy to hear that it seems as if you won't get bored during your stay here. Though if you don't mind explaining, whatever is this?"

She gestured to the device atop his workboard, a small but relatively long, interconnected set of metals that appeared to be a mixture of High Entia, Homs, and even Machina technology. "It almost looks to be an arm," She commented, noticing how one of the ends held what seemed to be a palm-like appendage.

Her words snapped Nikol from his small trance. "Y-Yes!" He replied, confirming her suspicions before explaining in detail. "It's supposed to be somewhat like an artificial limb, something someone can wear over their actual arms and use to levitate small objects when they have difficulty doing so themselves."

"Like for your mother," Melia pointed out, immediately noticing a connection between her friend and such a device, seemingly proved correct when the young boy gained a downcasted look.

The young empress gave him a sympathetic gaze whilst recalling the issue plaguing his mother. Despite the miracle technology used to recover her organic body, it wasn't perfect with much about its workings still a mystery. For the most part, her body worked fine, however, there were times it seemed somewhat off, and it could make the most mundane and simple actions a challenge for her.

In fact, Fiora had admitted such challenges were part of the reason that prompted her to even invite the empress into bed with herself and her husband.

Melia shook away the bitter part of a mostly joyful memory, focusing back on the pair's son, leaning in when he prepared to speak once more. "F-Father's been working with Vanea to see if they can reuse the capsule again to cure mother of such problems. In the meantime, they've developed pills for her to suppress the symptoms, but she only takes them in special situations such as before battles to not risk them losing effect."

"S-Still, I want to try and do something for Mother as well! And even if she doesn't end up needing to use it, I can still make use of such a device to help other people, like Uncle Dunban, or even those who've lost entire limbs!"

The small hint of determination seeping through his voice did not go unnoticed by his aunt, making the woman warmly smile upon being reminded of his pure heart. 'What a wonderful son you two have.' She mentally complimented her friends as she took in this rather genuine moment.

However, the moment ended when she noticed a sudden hesitation in the young homs' gaze. His bright and determined face became overtaken by a bright blush as his eyes nervously looked away. The royal initially blinked, wondering what had brought this sudden shift in demeanor, only to catch him glancing at her attire.

She'd traded the formal long, black, and gray gown she'd usually worn during her duties for a more casual white and grayish-blue dress and black leggings. It was quite modest for the most part, though perhaps a bit too generous in showcasing her royal assets and curves. This was no more prominent than her chest as her outfit displayed an ample portion of her impressive cleavage.

Naturally, Nikol's flickering eyes focused there, her posture having positioned her breasts rather close to his head. A simple mistake on her part, and an understanding reaction from a growing boy. Still, it drew a small blush from the empress as she felt a strange mixture of bashfulness and flattery. She understood he was at an age where such things would start interesting him, however, she never would've expected any interest shown towards her.

Such a revelation prompted the woman's heart to flutter - and even made her thighs briefly squirm when she glanced at his lap - as she quickly debated her response. Jest about the situation? No, he didn't seem to realize she'd notice his gaze and didn't want to embarrass him. Still, she didn't want to ignore the situation either, feeling an urge to tease the young homs.

She could afford some petty amusement now and then, couldn't she? Not to mention, she felt a bit of her womanly pride invigorated, and not wanting it to waste, she decided to also satisfy her auntly concerns as well.

"Huh!?" Nikol gasped in surprise when the royal woman suddenly leaned in, causing her chest to press against this shoulder and brush the side of his head. His eyes widened and his body tensed up in immediate reaction, only for his attention to snap towards his hands upon feeling them caressed by a soft, gentle touch.

"So hard and rough, and I can see some minor burns and scratches," Melia commented with mild concern, eyes narrowing in a somewhat serious manner reflected in her voice. "When was the last time you took a proper break?"

The young mechanic looked away with a guilty face mixed with bashful embarrassment, prompting a dissatisfied sigh from the empress, one filled with more worry than disappointment. "You know, as touched as your mother would be by your efforts, I also don't think she'd be pleased about the lengths you put yourself through for her sake."

The empress spoke with a gentle though firm tone that sought to warn against obsessing over his effort while not discouraging them. "I understand sometimes needing to put you all into something until it's done, but never forget the benefits of taking time to give yourself rest. For something as important as this, it's better to be at your best, right?"

Nikol took a moment to process her words, eventually nodding. "Y-Yeah," He replied, sounding more like he was simply agreeing with her words rather than genuinely believing in them. Even so, Melia felt he understood her point.

"There's only so much you can experience in one room, whether you stay within the castle or walk around Alcamoth it doesn't matter. Viewing sights, talking with some people, eating something, or even simply taking a bath, just doing one of these things could help make a large difference in what you accomplish here." She advised him before pulling away, stunning the blonde with how she turned away with elegant grace.

However, it was the way she walked away that truly left him in awe. Her confident steps created a subtle sway of her hips, entrancing the homs before she drew his attention back towards her face when she looked over her shoulder back at him with a playful face reflected in her voice. "Though, perhaps you shouldn't take a bath, unless you're comfortable joining me? Though I should warn I don't think your parents would approve,"

He flinched at the wink Melia flashed him, the empress suppressing the urge to giggle before heading out with a grin and leaving him be.

There, in his workshop, Nikol sat alone and dumbfounded as he processed what had just occurred. The soothing sound of her voice. Her gentle touch when caressing his hand. The soft, warm sensation of her breasts on his shoulder. And of course, the breath-taking sights of her face and the deep valley of her cleavage.

Those memories and lingering sensations swirled within his mind, his breathing becoming slightly labored as his pants grew tighter as vivid images sprouted within his mind from her parting words.

---

"Mhmm~"

Melia stretched her arms high above her head as she sunk deeper into the castle's large, lavish bath; one leg extended out to float under the water's surface along with her chest. The room was available to many of the castle's occupants to use should they choose, though most would not dare test their luck to enter when in use by the Empress herself.

Sure, she had her own shower and tub present back in her chamber, but there was something far more relaxing about this room. Perhaps it was ambiance or even the chance for companionship? Whatever it was, it helped the gray-haired royal indulge in relieving bliss all the same

Unfortunately, despite the warm water's soothing properties, she found it difficult to fully indulge in the sensation. Not as she continued to wince and grimace upon reflections of her earlier actions.

"Goodness, what came over me?" The empress muttered to herself, confused by her interactions with Nikol. She recalled her urge to tease him, yet why did she have it in the first place? Especially considering she'd perhaps gone a bit too far to call it harmless fun.

Especially when she recalled the image of his strained pants, something which she quickly shook away after biting her lip and clenching her thighs together.

"Oh no, I'm getting desperate, aren't I…" Melia bitterly muttered with a defeated tone upon realizing how pent up her womanly needs had unknowingly become. That alone would've left her embarrassed, except the fact she'd actually considered - if only briefly and half-heartedly - Nikol as a potential option of relief left her quite conflicted.

He was the son of some of her dearest friends. A boy she'd watched grow and considered family in many aspects. A growing blonde who looked so much like his mother, and reminded her so greatly of his father that she…

"Oh gods I am," The gray-haired royal stated aloud with wide eyes at where her chain of thought had been leading. A cold sensation traveled through her spine, making her tense up and ignore the warm waters soaking her skin. She felt a sense of disgust come over her, not because of these outlandish ideas starting to sow within her mind, but because she didn't quite find them displeasing.

"Are you quite done? I'm trying to enjoy my bath."

"EHh!?"

*Splash!

Melia's gasp rang across the room along with water splashing as her entire body turned to find she was not alone in these chambers, for someone else bathed in the water with her. "Tyrea!?"

"At your service, Your Majesty ~" The woman sarcastically replied, arms and wings spread out on the bath's edge while she tipped her beach back, eyes shut as she attempted to bask in the relaxing water. Unfortunately, such a feat was rather difficult due to the muttering Empress nearby.

An Empress who gazed at her subject with a shocked expression. "How long have you been here?" She asked with a voice that sounded more flustered than demanded, regardless, Tyrea answered the same.

"Just a little while ago," She simply answered, taking the royal aback as she expanded. "I had initially bid you a greeting, but you were so caught up in your thoughts you didn't hear it. So instead of repeating myself, I decided to leave you to your own devices, partly out of curiosity to see how long until you noticed my presence. Though your ramblings tested my patience a bit too thin..."

Melia blinked in disbelief, uncertain of how to respond as she was too shocked at her apparent lack of awareness to have noticed her friend's presence. Tyrea had always had a talent for being able to sneak up or go unnoticed by the empress due to her former lifestyle, however, it'd been a while since Melia had been so blind to her presence. I made her feel quite embarrassed, reflected in her voice, "I see, my apologies."

"It's of little consequence," The long-winged woman assured, helping to ease Melia's embarrassment, only for it to return when Tyrea lifted her head and shot her friend a single eye, questioning gaze when asking, "Though as your advisor, I do find myself obligated to wonder why it was you said, 'Oh no, I'm getting desperate, aren't I…' when just minutes earlier, you were muttering that young boy's name? Nikol, was it?"

Instantly, the century-old royal's cheek burned a scarlet shade, filled with more heat than the warm waters provided. "T-That was nothing! Merely coincidental slips of the tongue from strange thoughts," She stammered out.

Naturally, her flustered reaction hardly convinced her companion. "Of course it was~" Tyrea mockingly replied with a raised brow, prompting the royal to bashfully glance away. Tyrea paused to give her leader another moment to compose herself before asking, "Now, would you like to continue beating around the bush, or be truthful with me?"

Melia resisted the urge to tsk at the firm - almost stern - tone that sounded less appropriate between an Empress and their advisor and more so between two close companions who viewed the other as a confidante. Knowing she'd be unable to hide the truth, Melia revealed it after a sigh. " Huh~ The strange fantasy of a lonely woman, nothing more."

She spoke those words with a bitter and melancholy voice, making it seem as if she was hiding more, but Tyrea understood what she meant. A small tinge of sympathy seeped into her gaze and voice during her response. "I see, I suppose it would be strange to become interested in the child of the man who once held your heart, correct?"

Melia shot her brother's half-sister a glare, yet failed to draw the slightest flinch from her. Closing her eyes, the empress took a deep breath to calm herself and not let her emotions overwhelm her. "Yes, such an outlandish idea shouldn't even be entertained, so I will not give it more thought. It'll pass after a bit, I'm certain."

"Is that so?" The former assassin almost mockingly replied, challenging her friend's idea as evidenced by her response. "A shame in my opinion, for you to seemingly give up on a potential future before even considering it~"

"Whatever could you be implying?" Melia questioned, an edge to her voice as she crossed her arms under her bust and shot a narrow glare to the woman for elaboration despite already knowing her meaning.

In contrast to her tense voice, Tyrea continued speaking rather casually. "I'm merely suggesting for you to not so easily dismiss such feelings. Strange fantasies of a lonely woman they might be, they still come from your heart's desires. They warrant some thought at least." She expressed while tracing a palm over her other arm.

"There are no thoughts to possibly give," The empress sternly pushed back, attempting to end the discussion.

However, her advisor wasn't going to make that easy. "Why so? Don't tell me you're hesitating over something as trivial as differing lifespans. He's on the younger side for now, yes, but in the blink of our eyes he'll mature and he'll likely reach our heights." She challenged, taking a moment to pause and let her words settle in before being more direct when adding, "Besides, that hardly stopped you from developing such feelings for his father."

"Egh!"

Melia's tsk was followed by gritting teeth and clenched eyes as her annoyance flared up. "His father is exactly why I won't amuse such a notion! I met and grew close to him as equals. Nikol is far different, I've watched him grow since birth, he's practically family, and as you said, he still needs time to properly mature."

"Still sounds like an excuse to me," Tyrea replied without hesitation, not buying Melia's argument and furthering the empress' growing irritation by offering her counterpoints. "You may be close, but it'd be a stretch to describe your relationships as simply familiar. Not to mention it's hardly as if such bonds couldn't change over time."

That last comment irked Melia, enough for her to give her advisor another small glare before questioning, "Don't tell me you're attempting to compare Nikol and me to yourself and Teelan?"

For the first time in this conversation, Melia seemed to draw a small though noticeable reaction from her companion. The former assassin's blood brightened her cheeks ever so slightly as she bashfully looked away. "You are aware we are not actually in such a relationship at the moment, yes?" She clarified.

"Perhaps not an official one, but that is the end goal, is it not?" The empress confidently replied, intent on turning the tables of this discussion and getting some payback. "What was it you told me he proclaimed, that by the time he's become someone capable of saving the telethia-turned-high-entia, he'll be a man worthy of standing by your side? You didn't quite shoot him down, did you?"

Melia couldn't help grinning at Tyrea's silence, the older woman hugging her arms and continuing to look away. Unable to let this opportunity go wasted, the royal pushed on, revealing a piece of knowledge that no doubt took her advisor aback.

"In fact, from what I've seen, you've been visiting his chambers rather frequently at night these past few years, haven't you?"

*Splash!

Tyrea snapped her bright red face back towards her companion, eyes wide in clear shock at their statement, especially since she'd been careful to ensure no one knew it. "H-How-..." She stammered in disbelief.

"We've known each other for decades, Tyrea. You may still catch me unaware most times, but I've gotten better at keeping an eye on you in turn," The royal smugly expressed, leaving her brother's half-sister dumbfounded.

Hopefully enough to bring this pointless if somewhat amusing conversation to an end.

Unfortunately, to the empress' disappointment, her actions only resulted in Tyrea staying stunned silent for a mere minute before taking a deep breath to recompose herself and continuing.

"That merely proves my point. Relationships can grow and change over time, sometimes quicker than anticipated," She stated, easily using Melia's comment against her while reminiscing on the boy she began looking over almost two decades ago.

Despite warming her heart, she didn't let her thoughts linger on the researcher who'd grown tall enough to reach her shoulder, instead continuing her offensive against the empress by pointing an accusing finger towards her. "You may be Half-Homs, but High Entia blood still courses through us. In the blink of an eye, he'll jump in growth, and by then you may completely lose the chance you're letting slip through your fingers."

There was no sound of mocking or playfulness present in Tyrea's voice, only plain honesty as she offered her companion genuine advice, who took those words in with a stunned expression. Her pause gave the former assassin the perfect chance to leave things in her favor. Standing up, she picked up a nearby towel while water dripped down her deadly curves.

"If you'll excuse me, I believe I've had enough of these waters for now," She stated, drying parts of her hair as her lips curled into a mischievous smirk. " Hmm~ Perhaps I'll pay Teelan a visit. He's probably lost in his research as usual, luckily I'm well attuned to distracting him from it."

The playful and sultry voice she used prompted Melia's eyes to widen in shock towards her advisor. Despite the small, scarlet blush lightening the older woman's cheeks, there was no hesitation in her eyes as she proudly expressed her desires, showcasing her commitment as she walked out with determined steps.

The empress was left dumbfounded by Tyrea's actions, flabbergasted by her lack of shame. Not to mention, she also felt jealous she could so freely admit such desires. So there Melia sat, bending her knees and hugging them against her chest as her thoughts drifted towards a certain blond, though not the one that usually preoccupied her mind. Even so, they elicited similar feelings all the same.

Enough to make her thighs rub together under the waters as she bit her lip.

---

To say Nikol had been unable to focus on his projects would've been an understatement. How could he after that encounter with his winged aunt? Her actions captured his mind, continuing to leave him confused. Still, considering she'd advised him to take a break and get some rest, perhaps it'd been part of a plan to ensure that? Still, couldn't she have used another method to distract him? Even if part of him had well…greatly enjoyed her display…

The blonde shook his head once more as vivid images began to creep back into his mind. Continuing wandering the castle, he searched for something to easily preoccupy him, only for nothing to stand out. Just when he was about to head out into the city itself, he passed a certain, faintly familiar room, one that had him curious enough to walk in.

"Whoa…" Was all he could state in awe at the countless paintings adorning the walls. Such images had been a blur in his memory, now rushing back to him as he recalled being overwhelmed by the sheer amount of artwork his younger mind couldn't properly take in. Now though, amid adolescence, he could better appreciate their details.

Nevertheless, there had been one piece in particular that'd managed to capture his attention back then, vividly etching itself into his mind to the point he'd never forget. And even now, his gaze was still drawn towards it.

It depicted a young, gray-haired woman sitting atop a small green hill under a vibrant blue sky. Her silver hair fluttered in the wind along with her head-wings as she wore a beautiful white dress and purple thigh highs that elegantly hugged her figure. She also struck a small pose, once that gracefully displayed her curves and supple legs, with half her warm, gentle face shown as she gazed off into the distance.

She looked as radiant as Nikol remembered, perhaps even more so as he was left so stunned he couldn't even breathe. To think such a woman existed was shocking enough, let alone the fact she was his aunt.

"Oh, something catches your eye, Nikol?"

A warm, mature voice snapped the mechanic from his trance, prompting his head to turn and find the piece's model making her way toward him. A gentle smile was present on her face as she addressed him. "I'm happy to see you heeding my advice, though I must admit, I didn't expect you to be interested in paintings." She playfully commented.

Her words prompted the young homs to reply. "Y-Yeah," He initially stuttered out, pausing for a moment before looking back towards the wall and bashfully speaking, "It's just, somewhat overwhelming. There are so many images here depicting places that no longer exist or changed dramatically. It's hard to focus on one."

"Yes, despite being a mere interpretation of a single moment, their lasting image depicts history in a way simple texts or descriptions could never replicate." The empress agreed with a more serious tone, turning towards the many artworks and recalling her own troubles taking them decades ago, with a few more needed to truly appreciate the details and significance of each piece in this room.

Still, while she could perhaps have a conversation about their place in history or even give young Nikol a tour of some of her favorite pieces, the royal had another idea that sounded more fun. And so regaining her lighthearted tone, she asked him, "Though it seemed as if one piece in particular caught your attention. What was it?"

Her question caused Nikol to tense up, no doubt confusing and slightly concerning Melia when she turned to look at him. A sense of embarrassment quickly engulfed him, making him hesitant to truthfully answer. However, a glance at her soft, patient gaze urged him to be honest, and eventually, he silently pointed toward a specific frame.

The woman's gaze followed his finger, narrow eyes briefly widening upon realizing the piece. "Oh…" Her initial reaction was mild surprise as she felt a tad bashful. The latter only heightened when she glanced at the blonde and found him sporting a small blush. Still, there was something comforting about that reaction.

" Hehe~ I see, I hadn't expected that," She expressed with an awkward chuckle, attempting to lighten up the mood. "I posed for this piece shortly after my coronation. Even now, I can recall feeling quite nervous during it, wondering how it'd turn out. Honestly, I sometimes wonder if it's good enough to be displayed here."

The uncertainty underlining her words did not go unnoticed by Nikol, prompting him to glance at her and see it also reflected in her downcasted face. Such a reaction didn't sit well with the homs, and it caused him to speak honest thoughts before he could even think them. "Why so? You look really pretty in it, Aunt Melia."

The empress' head lifted back up and turned to him, eyes fluttering in surprise at his words. They were spoken with such simple honesty that there could be no doubt about it being genuine. Eventually, he realized what he'd said, embarrassment overtaking him and causing him to look away with a bright blush.

"I…I see…" Was all the royal could initially express with her own bashful blush, uncertain of how to respond to such comments. She was of course grateful, even flattered by them. Yet after her earlier conversation with Tyrea, such words had a greater effect on her than they normally would've. Enough for her heart to flutter.

And for some reason, she wanted him to make it dance.

"You know, for I can't help feeling somewhat embarrassed by your compliment. Of all the pictures in this room, that's the only one that'd caught your eye?" She asked him with a teasing tone that caught the homs off-guard.

"Huh?" He gasped in confusion as he flusteredly responded. "N-No, of course not! There's a bunch of other paintings as well!" He insisted as she shot him a raised brow, igniting a strange sense of embarrassment as he attempted to prove his point with another picture that'd caught his eye earlier. "You look really pretty here as well!"

The image he gestured towards once again focused on the Queen, depicting her back when she was merely a princess standing atop one of Alcamoth's balconies and overlooking the scenery on the bionis' head. She wore the outfit she initially used when traveling with his parents, a blue sleeveless dress with pastel purple, pink, and white detailing. Her cape, crown, and detached sleeves were also depicted along with a hint of her black stockings.

Once again, Melia's heart fluttered from his compliment, furthering the conflicted feeling swelling within her. Even so, she focused on the positive sensation and hid any unease with some playful teasing. " Mhhm~ Pretty, huh? I don't believe you've ever complimented me as such. Don't tell me I've grown uglier with age?" She asked with a mockingly saddened voice and worried face.

Despite the clear joking nature of her comment, it drew another flustered reaction from Nikol. "H-Hardly! It's just that…pretty doesn't do enough to describe you anymore! You're beautiful!" He exclaimed with such earnestness that it pushed away any hesitation he normally would've had as he expressed thoughts he never would've dreamed of speaking. "I can't imagine how amazing you'd look if you wore one of those dresses now!"

Such a declaration left Melia stunned, eyes fluttering at the young homs even as he eventually realized what'd said. Quickly, he looked away with an embarrassed face, with the woman certain he was inwardly screaming at himself at such brash and unfiltered comments. Yet before he could apologize, the empress made an offer.

"Then would you like to see for yourself, then?"

"Huh?"

Nikol's initial confused reaction prompted Melia to tense up as she realized the words that managed to slip past her lips. Despite her calm appearance, inwardly she was shocked at how she'd even proposed such a thing. What was she thinking!? She didn't know, only that a sense of dread was settling in anticipation of Nikol's response.

His wide eyes looked at her uncertainty, wondering if she'd misspoken or he'd misheard, only for her unflinching gaze to dispute that. It left him stunned, a storm of thoughts flooding his mind and almost overwhelming him. All he could manage to speak was a single word. "R-Really?" He nervously asked, unsure if she was serious but having a hopeful tone that tugged at his aunt's heart, making her respond with thoughts her mind didn't have a chance to process.

"Yes, if that is what you truly wish," She calmly told him with little hesitation, greatly contrasting her panicking mind that questioned her actions and motives. Even so, what mattered most to her was Nikol's potential response, every passing moment adding more unease as he pressed her proposal before he eventually answered.

"Then…then I'd like that…" He expressed with a shaky voice, unable to even look at her in his embarrassment. Even so, Melia heard a determined undertone in his words, one that'd helped him push past his hesitation and express his honest desires. He truly did want to see her in those old dresses, and Melia felt powerless to resist.

"Very well, be at my chambers in ten minutes," She sharply stated, as if she were giving an order rather than instruction. It reminded the homs of the authority she'd expressed when speaking as an empress, emphasized by the elegant yet poised manner in which she turned around and walked off.

Such words and actions left him dumbfounded, unable to say a word as they all died in his throat by her movements. Her confident steps, her fluttering hair and wings, and of course, the alluring sways of her hips. Combined they managed to entrance him until she finally stepped out of view when the door closed behind her.

So there Nikol stood in silent disbelief, unable to process what'd occurred, with only one thought managing to stand clear in the confused storm within his mind. That no matter what, he couldn't ignore her invitation.

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Melia sighed, despite being empress and the many headaches it could bring, sometimes it seemed like the troubles that weighed on her the most would be the most mundane and trivial in comparison.

"What am I doing?" She muttered for what could've been the dozenth time on the way to her chambers. Had she truly gotten so lonely as to act so boldly with Nikol, that even under this storm of doubts, she made little effort to change course? Did she give him such short notice to join her to minimize the chance she could think over her absurd offer before common sense would have her back out?

She honestly didn't know, and as she entered her room, she realized she didn't really care. She'd given him her word, and in her pride, both as empress and a woman, she wasn't about to simply go back on it, especially not when the thought of his potential disappointment ached her heart.

And vice-versa, she found herself motivated by the idea of him gazing at her in awe similar to that painting.

Taking a deep breath, Melia focused on her task and opened her personal closet, revealing a set of attire designed less for regal duties and instead tailored for more casual use, or simply outfits with sentimental value. She began moving aside some of the clothing in search of a specific pair of dresses, pulling one out soon enough.

Holding the strapless blue dress in front of her, the High Entia gained a stoic look whilst recalling the memories woven into the gown. The journey she went on, the growth underwent, what she'd lost and gained. Those experiences rushed back into her, leaving her briefly lightheaded as another wave of anxiety settled in.

Was she really about to do this? To use this special dress and sully it for such…immoral reasons? All in some selfish quest for her desires?

For several minutes, the empress silently stood there debating the question in her mind. The solitude of her loneliness and the need of her desires urged her to continue, except the responsibility as queen and a guardian figure, along with the potential consequences and fallout of such a course made her hesitate. Those thoughts swirled within her mind around the image of the young homs.

Truthfully, her decision should've been simple, except this past week she'd felt feelings she'd long believed to be buried. Not to mention, her earlier conversation with Tyrea only complicated manners. In the end, there were simply two options, stand firm and stop this before it could go any further, or take a risk and see where it led to.

The winged royal felt a strange sense of remorse upon choosing the latter, feeling guilty at betraying the trust Nikol and his parents placed in her. Yet conversely, Melia felt as if a weight had been lifted from her shoulders, her heart and body relaxing as she accepted what they lingered for, the warmth of another, be it from their gaze, or tou-

She sharply shook her head to end that chain of thought. "I mustn't think such things," She scolded herself, placing limits on herself, if only lightly. For now, this was about giving Nikol a good show and boosting her womanly pride and confidence by making a young man squirm. Anything else that occurred would simply be up to fate.

Recomposing herself with a deep breath, Melia glanced at the clock and realized how much time she'd wasted in her mental debate. Nikol was due to arrive any minute, and wanting to be ready when he arrived she began undressing.

She started by carefully removing her collar and sleeves, and hanging them nearby before leaning down to slip off her shoes. Afterward, she reached under her dress and began rolling down her leggings and pulling them off her limber legs. With that, she was left in her strapless dress, pausing in hesitation before tugging the fabric down and letting it pool around her feet.

Melia briefly shuddered as her mature, curvy body was left exposed, a simple pair of elegant black panties covering her loins. For a moment, she simply stood there, eyes closed as she braced herself for what was to come, only to be taken aback when opening her eyes.

"Huh~" Was all the empress could mutter as she stood in front of a mirror, one reflecting a view of her nude form. Suddenly, all her previous anxieties seemed to fade away as she took in her mature body, innately shifting her stance to pose and display her curves in differing angles. It was a simple act, yet at the moment, it had her recalling one of Nikol's earlier comments.

"Pretty doesn't do enough to describe you anymore! You look beautiful!"

Yes, she was beautiful. Melia's lips curled into a small smile as confidence flowed through her. Nikol hadn't simply given her an opinion, no, he'd simply told her an honest statement. There was nothing to worry about physically, the only thing her anxieties preyed upon were mental issues.

If she was going to do this, she couldn't act half-heartedly and like some bashful young girl, scared to dress up for a crush. No, she needed to be bold and confident, she needed to be certain of her abilities and woo her audience.

She was Melia Antiqua, Empress of the High Entia, and one of the most attractive women of the bionis. She may be dressing up as a princess, but she was still an Empress, it was time to act like it.

With newfound motivation, the winged royal opened up her old attire and stepped inside, giving it a firm tug up, slipping it over her round hips before it hugged her slim waist. She resisted the urge to tsk at how tightly the fabric clung to her curve with a slight strain. Even so, she was confident the material would not so easily rip even if it was a bit too small for her older body. All she needed to do to finish it was pull the top front portion over her chest.

Unfortunately, there was a small problem.

"Huh?"

The gray-haired woman gave a confused hum, eyes fluttering in confusion as she struggled pulling the top of her dress over her large breasts. It only barely managed to reach over the front edge in offering some protection of her modesty, with the rest of her valley's deep cleavage left on display along with a substantial portion of her breasts' sides spilling out.

Just like that, the confidence she'd felt began to fade as the High Entia Empress was filled with embarrassment at the realization that she'd grown a bit more from her days as a princess than she originally assumed.

*Knock *Knock

"Uhh….Aunt Melia?"

The empress jumped at the shaky, hesitant voice on the other side of the door, barely suppressing a surprised squeal at almost being caught in such a state. "O-One moment, please!" She shouted back a bit too quickly as she lost some of her usual composure.

Her flustered response luckily seemed to go unnoticed by Nikol. "O-Ok," He replied from his side, still too nervous in anticipation for the reason he was invited to such chambers. A reason Melia was starting to worry she wouldn't be able to fulfill.

Grimacing at her dress, she once again attempted to pull it over her chest, only to gain the same immodest failure of a result. Even if she had settled for such a bold look in flaunting so much of her chest, there was also the issue of properly securing the fabric to her skin to ensure it didn't go slack and slip off to reveal the eternity of her breasts.

Her previously focused mind descended into an uncertain tempest. What should she do? Slip out of the dress and attempt to find the other pair she'd offered to showcase? But what if that also resulted in the same issue? She'd given him her word, and she didn't want to go back on it, even so, she surely couldn't present herself to him like this!

Or could she?

Melia paused as her anxieties seemed to briefly dissipate, with that one, passing thought centered in her mind. Was…Was she really considering such a thing? It seemed preposterous! Then again, this entire ordeal had been rather outlandish, so would such an act truly be out of place?

"Uhh… Aunt Melia, are you ok in there?" Nikol nervously called out, snapping the empress from her mind's debate. She was wasting time, the longer she fussed over what to do, the more awkward things would become. She had to make a decision, either end these silly fantasies she was allowing herself and Nikol to have, or continue with these dangerous risks that made both of their hearts' flutter.

She honestly wasn't sure, at least, that was until the young homs spoke out once more.

"Uh…If you're uncomfortable, you don't have to do this. I-I understand my request was rather strange. I can leave if you want," He told her, attempting to sound understanding despite the disappointment underlying his voice.

"Wait!" The empress strongly shouted back, almost desperate as she urged him to stay. It caught the empress off-guard, making her pause for a moment as she processed her reaction, eyes wide as she realized what it was her heart truly desired. Despite her reservations, the choice she'd been debating on had already been made.

"I'm almost ready," She stated loud enough for a stunned Nikol to hear on the other side of the door, regaining some of her composure as she came to terms with what she was about to do. She needed to be firm, focused, and certain. There was no place for hesitation now, it'd only be a detriment to herself and Nikol.

Taking another breath to ready herself, she made her way to her bed and atop it. After some shifting around, she called out to him. "You may enter," She told him, sounding like an empress addressing her subject.

For a few moments afterward, nothing occurred, allowing a tense silence to fill the air as dread began to seep into Melia's being. However, her pride wouldn't allow it to phase her. She lay there prepared for Nikol's arrival, with her patience bearing fruit as the door finally opened with a firm swoosh before he stepped inside.

The royal watched as Nikol anxiously looked around the room in search of its occupant, only to suddenly stop not when his eyes landed on the bed, but instead towards her closet. Confused, Melia followed his gaze, eyes slightly widening as she realized his focus was on her gray dress which she'd left on the ground. Its mere presence and state no doubt gave implications that contributed to his blushing face.

Regardless, the empress refused to let her own cheeks dust more than a shade of light pink, using her current confidence to lure the young homs' attention towards her by shifting her body enough to create a light creak. The sound prompted him to turn to the chamber's lavish bed, his eyes widening at what he saw.

There laid his aunt, wearing the gown he'd only seen in images. Not to mention she was striking a pose similar to the one depicted in the paintings he'd been so entranced with earlier, except now, she had one of her arms around her chest that tightly held her dress' fabric against it,

Such a sight naturally had Nikol dumbfounded. Whatever he expected to see, this certainly wasn't it, and he was left speechless, only able to gaze at his aunt awestruck. He didn't even notice the deep blush adorning her increasingly bashful face, too distracted by her radiant beauty.

Despite his inability to utter a word, Melia easily understood his reaction, and it made her heart flutter. More than that, she felt almost giddy. And for what reason, knowing a young, growing boy found her attractive? It was almost petty in how childish such confirmation was, nevertheless, it made the empress feel like a woman once more.

A wind blew within her, one she was able to ride as it helped her soar up in the clouds she hadn't flown to in so long. Even so, there were clouds even higher she wanted to reach, and there was really only one method to do so.

Glancing lower down the mechanic's body, she confirmed the presence of a large tent in his pants. The sight alone made her shudder, thighs rubbing together at how tightly the fabric seemed to strain, allowing for a sharp tingle to settle within her loins.

She knew what she wanted, what she desired , and to do so would cross yet another line like the several she'd passed so far, except this would be her largest leap so far. Strangely, though, she felt a lack of hesitation, no doubt, no worries.

Instead, she felt rather…free as she relaxed and gave into her cravings, indicated by a brief lick around her lips before she took a deep breath and lowered her arm. Instantly the loose fabric slipped off her chest as she boldly exposed her breasts to Nikol's eyes.

His eyes seemed ready to burst from his head in reaction, prompting her to gain a small smirk as whatever embarrassment she experienced was overshadowed by pride.

The young hom felt his mind instantly blank as he drank in the breathtaking sight presented to him. His jaw dropped in awe as he stood there in disbelief for gods knows how long. The longer he started, the more entranced he appeared, with Melia simply lying there patiently as she continued to expose her royal bosom to his gaze.

Eventually, his senses began returning to him, naturally prompting him to respond flusteredly. "A-Aunt Melia, what are you doing?" He stammered out, unable to pry his eyes away from her orbs, which shook and swayed when she gave an initial sigh at his question.

"Nikol, do you find me attractive?" She asked him, adopting a soft, almost vulnerable tone that drew a confused "Huh?" from the mechanic, disrupting his trance as he was finally able to glance at her face which showcased a small hint of nervousness by how she looked away from him, as if worried about his potential response.

"O-Of course…" Was all he could state, finding it strange she seemed uncertain that he could feel any other way.

Little did he know, his admission had quite a positive impact on her, enough to spur another rush of confidence that allowed her to gaze back at him with a rather determined and seductive look reflected in her tone when she asked, "Then would you like to get a closer look?"

Once again, Nikol experienced that strange sensation where time seemed to stop and everything went still as he processed such words. Except like before, this sensation ended as suddenly as it started, and when it did, Nikol had only one response.

He nodded.

Melia suppressed the desire to grin and showcase any more glee and kept her seductive expression. "Then join me," She urged him, even beckoning him towards her with a finger, causing the young mechanic to slip into a trance that had him mindlessly walk towards the bed and the empress atop it.

He paused hesitantly upon reaching the furniture, prompting his aunt to nod at him, urging him to continue. Carefully, he climbed atop the mattress with a nervous yet determined expression, once more looking at her for guidance as she beckoned him closer. He felt his hands and knees sink lightly into the bedding as his weight shifted atop it before eventually coming to a close between the woman's legs.

Waiting a moment after his movements stopped, Melia proceeded to arch her chest out, presenting her breasts to him once more, making the mechanic's eyes widen in awe as he took in far more detail than before. The simple shading of her immaculate pale skin, the way her breasts would subtly rise and fall with her breaths and sway ever so slightly. And of course, he couldn't ignore the pink, stiff nipples adorning them each.

Melia could feel her body heating up from his gaze, his desires and adoration clear in his eyes. She could hear and see his breathing deepen, to the point as if he was close to forgetting to do so completely with how entranced he appeared by the astonishing sight she offered him. His reaction made her heart beat rapidly, an incredible itch stirring within her loins, making her bite down on her lip and stroke her thighs together to quell the sensation.

Gods, to think merely his gaze was enough to make her feel like this. Not since her initial bedding with his father did she experience this. Except there was a difference this time, for now, as a mature woman, she didn't just want to seek more, but would demand it as well.

"Hmm?"

Nikol gave a small, confused hum as a sudden warm weight settled atop his hand, prompting him to shift his gaze away from his aunt's breathtaking chest downwards, only to find it was her palm resting atop his. As another wave of confusion began to come in, he felt her fingers curl around to grip his hand, allowing her to lift it between them to allow them to lock gazes again.

The young homs blinked, expressing clear confusion to the empress at what she was doing. Still, this was to her benefit as she held his entire attention, and with a small smile, she began pulling his hand towards her chest. She noticed his puzzled expression deepening, only for a flash of realization to come over just before she finally pressed his palm against one of her breasts.

"Ahh~"

Melia couldn't suppress a gasp as a sharp spike coursed through her. Her eyes briefly shut before she cracked them back open, her hazy gaze clearing up as quickly as it'd come in to see Nikol's dumbstruck face. The contact between his somewhat rough skin and her soft flesh left his eyes wide, uncertainty plainly expressed as he didn't know how to react, eventually glancing at her for some sort of guidance.

She adopted a warm, welcoming expression, softly smiling at him whilst making her offer clear by squeezing her hand over his, causing his palm and fingers to sink into her tit and grasp it. It took Nikol aback, enough to almost black out in complete shock as he processed her proposal. However, his rapidly beating heart kept him focused.

Adrenaline filled his body, flushing his face and straining his breathing. Even so, his mind somehow managed to keep calm, allowing him to start reigning control over his shaking body. Eventually, a tight sensation settled within his throat and heart as he looked intently at the breast his aunt had made him grasp. With a gulp, he mustered all the determination he could, and gave it a light squeeze.

"Ngh!"

Melia stiffened her small grunt as another shock surged through her. Luckily, it went unheard as the blonde was too entranced by her bosom to notice before soon enough giving it another squeeze, with more following. Before long he was completely indulging in her offer, subconsciously bringing his other hand to her uncupped breast.

He held the firm orb in his palm, letting it roll and sway atop him as he marveled at the way it moved. His other hand, meanwhile, continued carefully groping and kneading her tit, growing increasingly confident with each action.

"Egh!"

Melia suppressed another gasp, finding it increasingly difficult to do so as despite his touches being rather light, they managed to somehow send rather immense shocks of pleasure throughout her body. These sparks made her thighs twitch, her knees occasionally squirming over the sheets, with her hands pressing down against the mattress.

Eventually, she removed her hand from his in order to give him more free right over her chest, helping to express this by arching her chest forward and pushing it against his grip. Such an act thankfully made her message clear for him, prompting her to lightly bite down on it to stifle whatever sounds managed to slip past her lips.

She managed to flicker her wincing eyes towards the awestruck mechanic who was seemingly viewing her chest like some new machine. Every action he took was an attempt to understand and take note of every detail he could. Gods, it looked adorable to her, except it also made Melia feel turned on like nothing else by how entranced he was by her.

"Mhhmm~"

Relaxing a bit, she released a small moan, eyes fluttering shut while she tipped her head back, taking a moment to simply bask in the blissful sensation. She took note of his fingers, how they were thicker than one would expect from his age. That along with the small cuts he gained from his work currently healing over them created a rather unique though familiar sensation where his touch felt rough yet gentle. And most of all, curious.

"Egh!"

The lightest of tweaks to her nipple drew the sharpest gasp Melia gave so far as her finger failed to suppress it. The suddenness of the act caught her completely off-guard, making her entire body tense up before shuddering when his other nipple rubbed against his palm.

'Oh gods,' The empress mentally commented in disbelief as she felt a numbing pleasure spreading throughout her figure. It made her vision hazy as his breathing started to labor. She couldn't the last time she felt like this, and to think it was brought on by an inexperienced Nikol and clumsy though earnest attempts that only grew in passion.

His efforts managed to spread delightful jolts across her flesh, making her loins ache with needs she'd been suppressing for so long. It got to the point that she could no longer hold them back, needing to express them in some shape and form. Luckily, she knew just how as she glanced down between his legs before reaching out.

"Ugh!"

Nikol's widened before clenching shut as his entire body tensed. His grip on his aunt's breasts also inadvertently tightened, causing her to almost draw blood by how fiercely she bit into her finger to suppress her yelp. That pain helped her to keep focus and continue rubbing his covered erection.

"Relax, Nikol~" She gently called out to him, eyes mostly locked on his tent. Even so, she glanced at him, noticing the uncertainty in his eyes, fear flashing across them in anticipation of what was to come, and if he could handle it. That didn't sit well with the empress, worrying that it threatened to ruin both their enjoyment and break this intimate mood they'd managed to create.

So, to ensure he would not be distracted by his doubts, she reached up to cup the back of his head, pulling him closer down till she could lean in and seductively whispered in his ear. "Touch me, Nikol. Wherever you desire to place your hands is permitted, and welcomed~"

Her invitation was spoken with a regal air that could only come from royalty, one that'd be difficult - perhaps impossible - for most to turn down. And for Nikol? If there was a struggle in his mind on how to respond, it lasted for the briefest of moments before his shaky palm shifted off her breast and onto her slim waist.

"Mhhm~ That's it~" His aunt encouraged, making sure to play up whatever genuine pleasure he drew and continue distracting himself with her mature curves. For a full minute, she did nothing but merely bask in his roaming hands as they experimentally groped and pinched her sensitive flesh.

Whatever discomfort and stings from his lack of experience were overshadowed by the sparks and burns of desires he spread across her flesh, especially as he grew increasingly bolder. His fingers dug into her skin for a firm grip, providing her the touch she'd been longing for years. To finally receive was practically bliss, making her lightheaded enough that her breathing began to labor as she spurred him on with encouraging gasps and moans.

Even so, she could only ignore the itch in her loins for so long as she was urged to act once more. With deft movements, her fingers easily undid his pants before reaching in to phish out his cock. Her mere touch alone caused her nephew to moan and tremble, knees buckling enough that he had to lean against his aunt and hold her for support as he leaned against his aunt.

Despite his movements coming to a halt, Melia expresses no disappointment. She even placed a comforting hand on his back. Her other set of fingers, meanwhile, softly curled around his shaft. 'Goodness,' She thought in astonishment as she got a feel of his proportions, even giving some faint pumps to be certain. Her acts made the young homs press further against her, shuddering and moaning during it as she mentally summarized his size.

Naturally, he was smaller than his father, being younger than when his father first wielded his monado against her. Nonetheless, his length was decent enough, impressive even considering his age. However, what truly stood out was his girth, as similar to Shulk, her slender fingers failed to fully reach around. More shockingly, though, was that he may have been just as large in width as his father was during his youth despite being younger than him compared to then.

Simply put, he may not have been overtly long, but he was quite broad. White it was unfortunate he'd fail to reach her deepest depths, the mere thought of how he'd stretch her walls was enough to make her shudder in anticipation.

"Hmm?"

Melia was pulled out of her fantasy by the drool slipping down the corner of her lip. She whipped it off with scarlet cheeks, feeling rather embarrassed, still, such emotions would hardly sway her at this point. She needed this. And judging by how hard Nikol's member became within her hand, he desired it as well.

She didn't realize she subconsciously licked her lips.

"A-Aunt Melia…"

The strained call of her name shook the empress from her thoughts before she could slip into another trance. Quickly, she noticed Nikol's breathing was uneven, just barely capable of croaking out, "I-...I can't…please…"

The winged woman's eyes blinked at his words, confused by them. However, another shudder caused her to figure out the reason as she felt his shaft shudder against her hand, making her realize she'd been subconsciously stroking him during her musings. Her grip was gentle though firm, applying just enough pressure to stimulate him.

Truthfully, she felt rather disappointed in herself at the lack of her usual skill in such an act, feeling as if her pride was somewhat insulted by herself. Regardless, to an inexperienced lad like Nikol, it brought him oh so close to the edge. But in their current state, Melia believed it'd be a waste to push him off just yet.

"Eh?"

Nikol was confused when he noticed she released her hold on his loins, immediately halting his pleasure and leaving him wanting. His breathing almost became frantic as he felt a sense of panic, desperate for her to continue. Especially when she pulled her upper body away from him to gaze down between them. He took a glance well, watching her hand pulling out from underneath his skirt before she regripped his cock, making him wince and tense up once more.

Immediately he noticed her hold on him was far firmer, enough that she could give him a gentle tug, one that made his hips lean in closer between her legs. Confused, he was about to ask for her intent, only to be caught off-guard by a sudden moist heat wafting over his loins. It felt intense ... And rather alluring as well.

Before he knew it, his tip pressed against something moist, sending a shock not just through him but Melia as well, the two tensing up and shuddering. His reaction was of course more intense as he clenched his eyes shut, only to open them back to be stunned at her gentle though needing gaze.

"Do you trust me, Nikol?"

The mechanic blinked, barely managing to hear his aunt's question with his mind still attempting to process what was occurring. Truthfully, he was confused and uncertain of what she meant, but when he noticed the confident assurance she expressed to him in her eyes, he felt a sense of relaxation. It was as if all his worries were fading away, causing him to express his honest thoughts with a simple nod.

Melia smiled at his answer. "Then you best brace yourself, for as enjoyable and gentle as I'll try to make this, it'll most likely still overwhelm you," She cautioned him with a lighthearted tone. The lad was unable to give much of a response as he felt her hand lower down his back to better hold his body while she continued to grasp his cock, giving it another tug towards her entrance, causing the tip to slip in.

"Egh!"

The tight pressure that followed caused Nikol to immediately wince as he felt his cockhead embraced by her walls, feeling velvety in touch as he experienced something he never could've imagined. Instantly, his breathing labored, almost faltering completely as he felt close to blacking out then and there. Luckily, a warm, soft touch on his cheek calmed him down.

Fluttering his eyes back open, the blonde saw the winged woman offering him another gentle smile, expressing her care for the mechanic and silently affirming a promise to ease him into this overwhelming sensation. Such a face instantly threw away any doubts and worries threatening to plague him, something which she further ensured. "Do not worry, Nikol, focus on me, just me~" She whispered as tenderly and seductively as she could.

"Good, now just gently push your hips while I guide you, understand," She instructed him after feeling him relax, with him nodding in understanding, making her smile deepen as she waited another moment for him to brace himself before saying, "Now,"

Relaxing his hips, Nikol allowed gravity to aid his descent into Melia's royal passage as she helped to guide him. It was a slow process that allowed him to grow accustomed to this sensation, even so, it was an overwhelming one that made his chest tight and eyes wince, gritting his teeth as he held onto his aunt for support.

The empress, meanwhile, was experiencing a strange mixture of bliss and dread as she felt her walls being stretched out further than they'd been for a long time. It was a struggle not to tip her head back and moan loudly as she felt another person inside her, someone she had a close bond with, whose touch alone left goosebumps and made her toes curl.

This heat, this firmness, this sensation . It was something that mere tools or self-servicing fingers could replicate. Every little pulse of his shaft that made it shudder against her walls brought her to the edge of shuddering, needing to stifle whatever moans and gasps threatened to spill out, occasionally failing whenever he rubbed over a sensitive bump.

Oh, how part of her wished for him to simply slam in and fill her up in a single thrust. The urge to do it herself by wrapping her legs around him was something she had to suppress. Instead, she settled for snaking them over his legs, intent on honoring her promise to ease him into this experience.

Nevertheless, it was clear that Nikol was increasingly struggling in this endeavor. He wore a strained face despite only being halfway inserted within her, his breathing labored, with his body shaking to the point it threatened to collapse.

The fact that he got like this from such a simple act made Melia feel conflicted. On one hand, she felt immense pride at how good she must've felt for him. On the other, she worried he wouldn't be able to properly last and indulge in these pleasures like she wanted.

She needed to help him relax, to distract and give him something else to focus on than the immense pleasure. And perhaps the best way to do that was to overwhelm him, just in a more calculated manner

An idea quickly popped into her mind upon noticing his agape mouth, making her lick her lips and grin in anticipation.

Reaching up to cup his cheeks, she noticed her touch alone brought him some clarity as his hazy eyes flickered and cleared up toward her. He seemed to be slightly taken aback by her face, so tender and alluring despite lacking a smile it seemed inviting.

He blinked, noticing her face getting closer. However, he didn't know if it was due to him leaning in himself, or because she was pulling him in. Regardless, the distance was small enough for their warm breaths to tickle the other.

Their eyes locked, his young, blue pupils entranced by her mature, silver pair as she managed to make him feel relaxed with her gaze alone. As such, he barely stiffened up when their lips finally met, instead melting into the kiss.

"Mhhmm~"

Melia allowed a small, muffled moan to slip out as she helped to guide Nikol through this exchange. With simple movements, her soft lips massaged his, allowing him to clumsily though earnestly attempt to replicate it. Still, it was enough to make the winged woman almost swoon in delight as they each sunk further into this debauchery.

Oh, how she was tempted to deepen the kiss, to suck on his lips while delving her tongue into his mouth and tasting his gums. Yet she held strong, keeping things light as she eased him into this.

Even so, she needed to do something to quell these needs. So gently, she pulled his chest closer against her, making her soft breasts flatten against his front. She also took a deep whiff of his scent, familiarizing himself with the smell of burnt metal that seemed to linger off him. Curiously, she noticed a small tint of one of his mother's signature perfumes present as well.

She mentally giggled, making a mental note to tease him about it some other time. For now, she continued indulging in the addictive substance of his entire being. Her walls became more eager to embrace his member, preventing it from easily leaving her passage as it pushed deeper inside. Her tongue, meanwhile, grew bold, slipping between the small gaps of their locked lips for a taste of his mouth.

"Mgh!"

Nikol's sharp, muffled gasp came when their tongues bumped together, creating a shock that surged through them. It was shock that was enough for the empress to shudder, the mechanic though, had a different reaction.

"Emph!"

Melia gave a muted yelp as without warning, her nephew's hips slammed against hers. In a single, abrupt thrust, he sheathed the rest of his uninvolved length inside her. Of course, this prompted a reaction from the royal's walls, which instinctively clamped down around him.

The blonde's eyes instantly widened while his body tensed up as for a moment, everything around him felt so clear he could take it all in. The tight, velvet pressure around his member. The warm embrace against his aunt's body. And most of all, her ecstatic face was brought from his efforts. He could hardly describe this sensation, euphoria perhaps? Regardless, of what it was, when it ended, he began tumbling into an intense sense of relief cumming inside her.

"Uggh!"

"Mhhmm~"

Nikol's harsh groan contested with Melia's elated moan. Lips pulled apart, breaking the thin bridge of saliva between them. His eyes clenched shut with his body hunching over her as her eyes fluttered open while her spine arched. In the moment, Melia forgot everything from her station, and duties, to her family and friends. Everything faded away as she based in the joy of being filled up for the first time in years.

She almost came right then and there as his hot, thick seed flooded her royal chamber. Yet despite how amazing it would've been to share an orgasm, she wasn't at the stage where a simple creampie - enjoyable as it was - would be enough.

Still, it was quite nice, so she basked in it whilst gently holding the lad's shaky body as he continued unloading inside her. She stroked his back and softly breathed into his ear for comfort as he experienced what was no doubt one of the most intense moments of his life so far.

'Goodness, he's quite virile~' She mentally noticed as the amount he released seemed comparable to what his father offered during his youth. Perhaps it was slightly less, even so, it was no less potent as it soon overflowed her pussy, seeping out between their sexes, despite the tight seal he helped to create with how widely he stretched her out.

Luckily, despite the loads he dumped within her, there was little worry about creating a surprise heir empire. The difference in race between them made the chances of fertility low despite herself still being half-human.

She briefly wondered if his young age or simply being pent-up was a bigger factor for his seed's volume, most likely both. Regardless, it left her heart fluttering knowing how much he had to offer her, and she was curious to find out how much more he'd be able to give for the rest of the night.

*Pomf

"Mmghm~"

For now, though, she'd have to wait for him to recover, considering he collapsed atop her after his orgasm finally settled down.

"Mhmm~"

By the time Nikol's senses started returning, he didn't know what to think. His mind was hazy from a dense, white fog, barely capable of any thought. Whatever he did manage to think of was about his body and just how… exhausted it felt, and yet strangely relaxed.

His limbs weren't sore, just unable to muster any energy to actually move. His breathing, while deep and slightly strained, seemed to be evening out. And though his lidded eyes were rather glazed, his mind was beginning to come to from perhaps the most euphoric sensation of his life.

It was something he couldn't even begin to describe other than it felt unreal, as if too good to be true. If this was what sex was like, he began to understand just what drove his parents to do it so often and be so brazen, unaware of just how many times he'd had the misfortune of glimpsing them in the act.

At the moment, however, any thoughts of his parents were the furthest thing from his mind as whatever clarity that'd been returning suddenly ceased, leaving him stranded in an endless daze that only vaguely understood the situation. It felt as if he was in some trance, similar to when he began lost in his projects. Yet this trance didn't draw from his passion for engineering, but instead the lust he held for his aunt.

"Hmm?"

Melia was disturbed from her relaxation as Nikol began shifting atop her. Opening her eyes and lifting her head, she was ready to offer him a warm and playful smile whilst teasing and complimenting his previous actions. However, those ideas were quickly forgotten as something seemed off about his movements, emphasized by when his head rolled over the valley of her tits to look at her.

His hazy eyes fixated on her, briefly bewildering her and drawing some mild concern as she wondered if perhaps the pleasure had been too great for him. Regardless, while that was the truth, she soon realized what was driving him as his hips weakly buckled against her, allowing her to realize his member was quite hard within her passage.

Gods, he felt harder than before! In fact, Nikol seemed completely different himself. She saw no signs of the young timid mechanic she'd seduced or even the hesitant but determined drive he adopted earlier. No, at this moment she saw someone consumed by pure lust and desires, someone with a single-minded goal of pleasure that would not stop until he was satisfied, or was completely snapped out of his trance.

Despite common sense urging her to do the latter she didn't. Instead, she laid still and said nothing as Nikol slowly yet surely regained control of his body. He planted his palms beside her and dug his knees into the bed before pushing himself up, pulling a decent portion of his length from her passage along with lifting his head from her chest.

She was a bit disappointed about that latter detail, having quite enjoyed the sensation. Even so, she kept silent as she eagerly anticipated his next action, biting down on her lip cockhead rubbed over some of her wall's sensitive bumps, dislodging some of his remaining cum. She shuddered as the thick, sticky fluid seeped from between their sexes and dribbled down her ass onto the lavish sheets.

Nikol, though, surprisingly lacked any reaction. At most, he gave a faint wince when her walls instinctively clung tighter around him to prevent him from pulling out. Luckily, he was intent to reenter, except how he did so was unorthodox.

*Clap!

"Ohh!"

Melia's gasp was almost accompanied by most of the air in her lungs as Nikol quite literally dropped himself on her. Not simply his hips, but his entire body!

It was as if the strength in his arms and legs gave on, making them collapse under his weight as gravity pulled him on. In a moment, his entire length was roughly reheated itself. The force behind the motion created a rather sharp, wet clap of skin as his chest fell atop her belly while his head smacked against her chest.

It didn't hurt the empress - at most drawing a wince - more so she was simply shocked at the maneuver. The intense, sudden sensation distracted her from any discomfort before she quickly regained her senses and shifted her wide eyes down. There she saw her nephew pulling his face from her tits, that earlier, lustful, hazy expression still present. In fact, it seemingly intensified.

She wasn't surprised watching him pull himself back up only to drop down on her once again.

*Thump!

"Uhhh!"

*Smack!

"Ohhh!"

*Clap!

"Ahhh!"

Wet slaps of skin along with Melia's gasps and shouts soon began ringing out across her chamber. Unfortunately, delight and pleasure didn't quite fill her voice with the mild discomfort accompanying it, emphasized by her soft winces while enduring Nikol's haphazard 'thrusts' . They were rough and clumsy, and her initial shock beginning to wear off, she briefly feared he was simply incompetent and she'd need to step in.

Luckily that seemed to be unneeded as his movements began to steadily increase in skill. With every thrust, he grew more accustomed to the sensations overwhelming him. The velvety walls embraced his moving shaft. The warm, soft touch of her skin. And her voice offered sounds he never would've expected from her. They all spurred him on.

Planting his arms beside her, he pushed against the mattress and dug his knees into the sheet to prop his body up, bracing it as well so that it didn't collapse with every thrust. The results were instantaneous as he could more smoothly move his hips, bringing far more pleasure to the empress despite still being somewhat amateurish.

Even in this dazed, lustful state, he continued picking things up rather quickly. How to angle his thrusts, the force behind his hips, the length he inserted, and the depths it'd reach. He somehow managed to juggle these details and more together, and while he'd yet to reach the perfect combination that'd leave his aunt soaring so high she'd lose her senses, he was growing closer to it bit by bit, as evidenced by her increasing moans and gasps.

"Hee!"

Melia bit down on a finger to suppress whatever sounds she produced, using the slight pain of the act to focus on this numbing pleasure that was engulfing her. Her body shuddered and shook, her breasts swayed back and forth, and her raised legs twitched while her toes curled in the air as her hand grasped the sheets.

The empress was genuinely caught off-guard by his efforts, having expected to give him more guidance. But no, he was growing more confident and skillful by the second, though not in the manner she was usually familiar with in regards to the boy. There was something more… primal in how he acted, and she found it quite attractive .

The effect this had on her was quite profound, something that made this experience go beyond the simple pleasures of flesh. The warmth that was spreading throughout her did not come from the delightful friction in her loins, but instead from her fluttering heart as she felt desired in a manner that went beyond lust.

For the first time in a long time, she felt emotionally fulfilled. And naturally, she wanted more.

"Ohh Nikol~" She moaned with closed eyes and a blissful expression and urged, "Fa-Faster! De-Deeper!"

Nikol managed to comprehend her words, and to his aunt's delight, was motivated to fulfill them. Determination started spreading over his face and brought focus over the lust previously consuming it. This gave him a chance to properly think, if only briefly, and in that moment he managed to determine a new course of action to take.

He planted his palms against the bed, replacing his elbows as he pushed them up and propped his upper body higher over his aunt's. This resulted in his thighs pressing against hers and raising them into the air along with lifting her butt off the bed so that he now leaned over her rather than in front of her.

This simple change in posture gave his thrusts a stepper, downward angle, allowing gravity to enhance the force behind his hips as they slammed down against hers. Loud skin slaps rang about as shockwaves rippled past her loins and throughout her body, even making the bed creak. Whatever reactions her body had before due to his thrusts intensified, legs jolting by his side, breasts bouncing under his gaze, along with her loud moans and gasps reaching his ears.

"O-Oh Bionis!" Melia blissfully cried, taken aback as she felt genuinely overwhelmed by Nikol's actions, to the point she reached up to grasp his shoulder and waist for support. Her teeth gritted as she felt his balls repeatedly slapping her large ass. The vigorous assault on her loins left little chance for deep thought, frequently blanking her mind due to the overwhelming sensation of her loins being so roughly stuffed.

At that moment, she was no empress, nor an aunt, or even a more experienced partner to Nikol. No, right now, she was merely a woman who was struggling to endure his thrusts, to hold on and bask in this euphoria before it eventually ended. Unfortunately, that would come quicker than she would've liked. Fortunately, it is accompanied by even greater bliss.

"Agh!" Nikol gasped as he dropped his hips one finally, time, filling his aunt with the entirety of his member. The sensation prompted her legs to instinctively lock around his waist while her arms wrapped his back, drawing him into a tight hold that was eclipsed by the embrace of her walls. Together, they made it impossible for him to pull back, not that he could even if he wanted as he finally succumbed.

"M-Melia!" The young mechanic cried as his entire body tensed up, his loins swelling within hers before spasming wildly as he released his seed once more. And unlike last time, it was enough to make Melia come alongside him.

"Ohh~" The empress euphorically moaned, eyes rolling back as her white flood clashed with his hot, thick waves of cum. Her body shuddered against his, her legs and arms still tightly clinging onto him to ensure he would've been able to pull out an itch and let any part of their mixed orgasms seep out as it overwhelmed them both.

Even so, how they experienced it was far different. For Nikol it was an intense sensation, her walls clamping down around his cock and drawing out every last drop he had to offer. It was so overwhelming he feared he'd pass out, causing him to grit his teeth, clench his eyes, and tightly grip the sheets. Melia, conversely, was far more relaxed. Her back arched off the bed, her world turning white as she finally soared into blissful clouds high above.

Eventually, their orgasms began to subside. How long it took, neither could guess as exhaustion began to finally take hold of their bodies. It caused Nikol's strength to falter, making him collapse atop the empress with a small thud. She barely even reacted other than a small shudder, hardly put off by his weight, instead finding it rather comforting .

So there she lay, a light sheen of sweat coating her body as it somehow managed to cling onto her nephew despite feeling so relaxed that it seemingly lost all strength. She occasionally shuddered as she felt his uneven breaths tickle the sensitive flesh of her tits as his face was buried within her cleavage. Her chest rose and fell with deep breaths as she could feel his heart beating alongside her own.

Gods, she felt so… blissfully numb, in a way she hadn't felt in a long time. The aching that'd been tormenting her heart for so long finally seemed to fade away, and any doubts that were plaguing her mind felt like a distant memory. She didn't feel like a queen, an aunt, or even a close companion, no, she felt like a woman once again thanks to the young mechanic's efforts.

"A-Aunt Melia?"

The winged woman blinked at the call of her name, lifting her head to find Nikol peeking out between her breasts. Her eyes flickered in surprise, having not expected him to recover so quickly - let alone speak. She was unable to respond due to her shock, and with her silence, the blonde was prompted to continue with, "I-I'm sorry,"

The way he croaked those words out with an apologetic tone and face took Melia aback, confused by his meaning, she asked him for clarification. "S-Sorry? What do you mean, Nikol?"

He shyly looked away with a guilty face, making the empress worry. Still, she stayed silent when he spoke. "I-I lost control…" He remorsefully stated, pausing for a moment before elaborating. "M-My parents told me to be careful if I ever did something special like this with someone… B-But I couldn't control myself. I'm sorry…"

The empress' eyes fluttered in surprise at his explanation, the brief panic that something was wrong was replaced by genuine concern for her nephew at how he was reflecting on his actions. He truly was a kind and pure soul who put others before himself, and it made her heart ache as she attempted to soothe his worries.

"Nikol~" She gently called out, making the young blonde wince, still unable to look her in the eyes due to his guilt. Melia could not accept this, and so attempted to rectify this by shifting a hand to cup his cheek. He initially flinched at her touch, yet soon leaned into it, unable to resist its soft hold as she guided his head to turn towards her.

For a moment they were silent, merely staring into the other's eyes which reflected their respective emotions, with the royal soon speaking hers. "There is nothing for you to apologize about. This was a new experience, one I pushed you into. If anyone should feel guilty, it's me," She firmly expressed, taking responsibility for her actions to ensure he would not give in to this self-placed blame.

Naturally, Nikol was a bit reluctant to follow. "B-But still, I should've done better!" He insisted, his guilt unable to simply be eased away as he added. "Au-Aunt Melia, you gave me a chance to experience something amazing! And instead of trying to make you feel good too, I got selfish and wanted to make myself feel better just cause you felt too good…"

His face fell alongside the embarrassed tone he took on, even so, Melia saw an opportunity to shift the flow of this conversation. So, gaining a small smile, she took on a more playful and pleased voice while replying, "I felt too good that you lost control? That sounds like a compliment to me! Though perhaps a bit too generous considering I hardly did anything, hehe~ "

Her words sent the blonde for a loop, eyes flickering in disbelief while watching her softly chuckle from her remarks. Her face appeared so angelic and warm, and it made him relax ever so slightly. Regardless, he still felt a need to press on as he attempted to blurt out, "B-But I-"

He was cut off when his aunt gently placed a finger over his lips, making him pause as she was given a chance to continue. "Nikol, do you feel how I'm holding you right now?" She asked, tightening her limbs to remind him of the embrace, noticing his eyes widening ever so slightly from the sensation before she continued. "This is proof that you made me feel good, really good , so much so that I don't want to let you go."

She stayed silent after that, allowing them both another few moments to simply bask in this embrace. The feeling of their sweat-coated skin pressed together, their chests rising and falling in tandem while they could feel the other's heartbeat. Yet this embrace wasn't merely how her limbs wrapped around him, but also how her walls did as well.

"Perhaps you did lose some control, and there was a chance it could've gone poorly," She finally started, not simply dismissing his concerns yet not overblowing them. She even got a bit playful when she teased. "And I suppose your initial thrusts were a bit concerning."

He couldn't help looking away embarrassed, however, Melia pulled him back towards her, once again expressing that kind and gentle face as she assured him that he had nothing to doubt when she added, "Luckily, you quickly improved, and in the end, what I experienced was something rather enjoyable~"

"Re-Really?" He hesitantly asked, uncertain if that was the truth despite her clear honesty. As such, his aunt opted to respond rather directly with a firm tone to ensure little doubt about her feelings remained.

"Nikol, I am a grown woman, one with far more experience than you. Had I wished, I could've stopped you, but I chose not to. That's because those moans I let out weren't simply to encourage you, they were my genuine reaction to how good you made me feel."

"So yes, I did enjoy myself, Nikol. Your passion helped me recall what it felt like to be loved and desired. For that, I'm grateful." She fondly expressed to him, leaving the mechanic stunned as her genuine tone and face left little thought for doubts which were completely dedicated when she playfully added, "And if you're truly worried about losing control, we'll just have to practice more. Hopefully, it'll take us to even greater heights~"

That last comment snapped the blonde from his trance eyes flickering as he took a moment to process her words before asking, "Wait, y-you mean…we can do more?" He uncertainty asked, his voice a mixture of hope of such a possibility that he feared he was mistaken in assuming.

Luckily, Melia assured him such hope was well-founded. "Of course, did you expect us to merely stop after this?" She playfully questioned, a sultry tone slipping in as she leaned her head up towards him so that their foreheads could touch. Such contact made him stiff up as the atmosphere around them changed, emphasized by how his eyes widened in shock while hers narrowed with focus

Nikol almost gulped feeling her limbs tighten around him.

"Oof!" The young boy gasped as his back hit the mattress, eyes clenching shut in shock before wincing as she rolled atop him, causing her walls to briefly clamped down on his still erect and very sensitive cock. He tensed up in response, gasping as well as he needed a few moments to recompose himself before managing to crack his eyes open to see his grinning aunt straddling atop his lap. "A-Aunt Melia?"

"You did this, Nikol," She told him with a hungry look, initially confusing him before she elaborated. "You made me feel good, too good. So just like you lost control, I can no longer hold myself back."

It was only then Nikol had a chance to properly take in her change in posture. She was squatting atop his lap, legs spread to the sides as he was given a clear view of her massive chest along with her pussy engulfing his cock. Such a sight left him gawking, prompting a giggle from the winged woman gazing down at him.

"Prepare yourself, Nikol, cause I'm gonna give you a taste of what sex can truly be like~" She flirtatiously warned him, making him shudder before wincing as she produced to shift her weight ever so slightly, large, plush ass drifting over his lap as her hips rolled sideways, making his still sensitive member rub against her walls.

Yet instead of simply laying back to brace himself for what would no doubt be another overwhelming pleasurable - albeit intense - sensation, he felt compelled to do more. Perhaps it was due to her challenging tone, or the way she made it seem like it was his fault she got like this, or maybe it was simply his own lust. Regardless, in the end, he mustered up as much strength and focus as he could before reaching up to grasp the bottom of her thigh and waist.

"Mhhmm~" Melia approvingly cooed at his touch, smiling down at him with a pleased expression as they locked eyes and shared a silent conversation. The empress asked if the young mechanic was ready, and he responded with a shaky though determined nod, emphasizing his resolve by tightening his grip.

So with that, she leaned back, gently planting a hand on his leg to balance herself while her other palm rested atop her breasts. Nikol briefly wince at the change in posture, her walls tightly embracing his cock while her royal rear splayed over his lap. He gulped, bracing himself for what was to come, prompting his aunt to flash him another warm smile, wordlessly assuring him of one thing, she'd make this as pleasurable for him as it'd be for her.

Whether he'd be capable of handling that pleasure was a different matter, and one Melia was curious to find out as she closed her eyes and began rolling her hips. Her moans soon filled the chambers alone with Nikol's gasps, slaps of skin and the bed's creaking soon joining as well as she was intent on giving him an experience that he'd be incapable of forgetting for the rest of his life and beyond.

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"Mhmmgh~"

Melia softly groaned as she was stirred from her peaceful slumber. For what reason she didn't know, regardless, it made it so that she could not drift back to sleep, and thus was forced to finally awaken. Sitting up on her bed, she stretched her arms high above her head and let out a yawn, the motion causing her covers to slip off and expose her chest. Even so, the empress hardly cared about the small chill, feeling rather refreshed at the moment.

However, she soon felt as if something was off, and so she curiously flickered her gaze down towards her body. It took a few moments for her blurry vision to clear, though once it did, her eyes widened in clear shock not at her nude state, but at the white stains literally her usually immaculate pale skin, marks present on her stomach, hips, and chest.

Her eyes blinked in disbelief, taking a few moments to process the sight before her gaze snapped up to find that the stains weren't merely specific to her body as she found her sheets littered with them. More than that was her bed's current state of disarray as its bedding was out of place, pillows strewn over the mattress, and most striking were the clothing scattered across. She recognized some of that clothing as her own, though the other half…

She could feel her chest tighten before her heart stopped when she noticed a familiar pair of red goggles.

"Mmghmm…"

A small groan snapped Melia out of her trance, prompting her head to turn downwards beside her, wide eyes landing on none other than her blissfully slumbering Nephew. His bare state was easily seen by his aunt as the covers only reached up to his stomach, allowing her to see a variety of marks on her chest, marks that were left by her hand as the memories of yesterday's events rushed back into her mind.

The things they did, the events leading up to them, the debaucherous acts performed, and the feelings they shared. They all flooded her mind, making her cheeks quickly gain a scarlet blush. Her palm reached up to cup her lower face as she thought over her actions and potential consequences with some mild dread.

"M-Melia~"

Once more the empress was pulled from her mind, eyes flickering at the young lad who'd subconsciously called her name. Her hand fell as whatever shock she'd initially felt seemed to quickly fade away along with her doubts and worries as a sense of relaxation settled in the longer she gazed at him. Despite the many, many, drawbacks and consequences she'd have to contend with due to what she'd done, at this moment, only the positives seemed to matter.

For so long, she'd resigned herself to enduring a lonely heart. Despite finding several people she fancied in her lifetime, she could never find the time or energy to fall for them similarly as she did with Shulk, especially not with her duties as Empress. As such, she usually had to pass over any chances to pursue a relationship, leaving some lingering regret - some more than others. In the end, they all managed to make her heart ache in some manner.

Still, that hardly stopped her from having spontaneous bouts of passion with some of those people. Unfortunately, no matter how blissful the previous night was, that bliss never seemed to last long afterward. Outside of an occasional one-night stand, those partners never bore fruit to a long-lasting relationship.

Even so, she'd hoped that the pursuit of her people's happiness and future would provide enough of a distraction that she'd have little chance to linger and turmoil over such personal issues. That in time, she'd find that special someone. And as her gaze softened on Nikol, she wondered if that time had finally arrived.

There were many issues, questions, and challenges to come if that were the case. She understood that, and was not looking forward to the consequences that would eventually arise from just yesterday's actions. Regardless, something about this whole exchange felt right. For the first time in a long while, Melia felt unworried about the uncertain future, instead choosing to merely bask in the enjoyable present.

To think that after taking so long to mend her broken heart and move on, it would become fixated on the son of the man and woman who'd made it that way in the first place. The irony made her chuckle, her lips curling into a small smile as she reached down the stroke of the blonde's cheek, chuckling once again at his small moan before he leaned into her touch, with her entire body shifting as well.

It was that movement that caused the covers to slip just enough to make the tent around his crotch quite evident.

Meliia initially blinked in disbelief when her gaze first noticed the sight, her cheeks lightly up a pink shade as she held a loose fist over her lips. Her eyes flickered between the prominent tent and the lad's peaceful face as she felt both surprised and impressed he could still manage an erection after the long, vigorous night they shared. The lavish, vivid memories once more rushed back into her mind.

She bit her lip as her arm pressed into her cleavage, smearing the dry seed from the multiple instances she serviced him with her breasts or urged him to release all over them. Her thighs rubbed together, stirring the remnants of dozens of creampies the mechanic had offered her. These sensations made her shudder, and they had only been a mere fraction of what they had done.

The longer she stared at his cover erection, the more intense these sensations became. And after licking her lips and tasting the lingering aftertaste of his seed, she realized she was feeling quite peckish.

A thought suddenly spurred to mind, an idea she'd had with many of her previous lovers, yet only managed to perform for one, his father. And it was his mother's instance that led her to do so in the morning after a passionate night involving all three of them.

She could still recall the mischievous grin Fiora held that contrasted with her own fierce blush after the former had suggested a playful method on how to rouse the monado wielder from his slumber while his blade was already ready for action, just like his son currently was.

For a few moments, Melia debated on what to do. As his aunt and guardian, she felt a duty to ensure he properly rested after enduring such a long, passionate night with her. But as a woman and lover whose heart was intertwined with his in a bond deeper than familial ties, she felt an urge to be bold and mischievous like his mother usually got.

And when she realized a trickle of drool was slipping off the corner of her lips, she knew her choice had already been made.

Melia pushed away the thoughts of the boy's parents, especially on the potential reaction Fiora would've had learning the techniques she'd taught Melia on Shulk would be used on Nikol. She'd be mortified no doubt. Or perhaps she'd even find it funny and be supportive? Honestly, the winged woman didn't know what to expect sometimes when it came to her blonde female friend.

Regardless, she shook her head and these thoughts away. The conversation she'd have with her friends would be something she'd deal with in the future. Right now, in the present, she found herself ready to indulge in her lust for a morning drink.

At least, that was until something else caught her attention.

"My My~ Quite the sight I've stumbled onto, aye?"

"Eh!?"

Whatever fantasies that'd been captivated Melia's mind suddenly snapped away as a crackling, teasing voice cut in, one she recognized.

"Nia!?" The Empress cried in shock, turning to find a screen projecting the smug face of a queen from another world, one she'd been developing a close friendship over the last few years since beginning to contact each other. As such, she found herself equally embarrassed alongside being horrified seeing the feline woman grinning at her.

"Why greetings, Melia. Is this a bad time for a chat?" Nia smugly asked. Whatever shock she'd initially experienced upon first witnessing the screen's content had long since forgotten. Instead, she found it rather difficult to suppress her joy at catching her friend in such a situation.

After so many instances where Melia had caught herself in embarrassing situations during these calls, usually teasing the girl as well, she finally had a chance to return the favor. And attempting to make the most of this opportunity as she did her best to keep a regal tone. "Or perhaps you'd prefer some privacy? I can wait till you're free so we can discuss this in further detail~"

Her words naturally prompted a flustered reaction from her opposing royal. "Th-This isn't what it looks like!" She frantically defended, hastily pulling the covers back over her chest for some attempt of modesty along with trying to shield Nikol from Nia's gaze.

Unfortunately, such a reaction spurred the woman's curiosity. "Oh, so that isn't Shulk's son lying in bed with you after what appears to be a hell of a night?" She questioned knowing full well that was the truth, especially when Melia looked away with a bashful blush as the Formotti Queen continued her remarks. "Goodness, Melia. I didn't take you for that kind of girl~"

The Empress' cheeks deepened another shade, unable to respond. As such, Nia opted to reign in her teasing with her next words. "Well, I suppose I understand. I'm hardly a stranger to such relationships," She expressed, still keeping a playful tone though also sounding somewhat supportive, as if she had experience in such ordeals.

It made Melia feel fuzzy, especially when the feline's grin deepened and eyes flicker as if she was reminiscing. Curious, she felt an urge to ask her friend to clarify only to be interrupted by another voice.

"What the hell are you watching, Aunt Nia?"

"Heh?"

Melia's eyes widened at another distinct crackling voice, one she wasn't familiar with. As such, she was prompted to look at the screen, finding Nia also had an equally surprised expression, along with seeming rather annoyed as she gazed down at a young redheaded, ponytailed girl poking her face into the frame from the bottom corner.

"Glimmer!? What in gods' sake are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be out shopping with Rex and Mio?" The Queen questioned.

"Got bored, decided to kill time here at the castle by hanging out with you and Milton," The girl nonchalantly answered as she referenced her aunt and nephew with a shrug, gaze still focused on the peculiar sight on the screen. Her eyes flickered at the wide-eye empress in view, though for some reason, she found herself drawn to the tuft of blonde hair behind her, eyes narrowing as the scene seemed familiar when she asked, "Who are they?"

That comment reminded the feline woman about the contents on the screen, things the child in front of her most certainly shouldn't be seeing. And so not wanting to risk the ire of the redhead's mother, she quickly acted. "N-Never mind that! This is a private call, and one you most certainly shouldn't be barging into! Run along now!" She instated, shooing the girl away with a small push off-screen, followed by the sounds of protest.

"At least tell me where Milton is so I can at least bug and kill time with him," The young girl requested.

Only for Nia to suddenly get what Melia could perhaps describe as a nervous face, considering how her eyes seemingly flickered away from the redhead as her reply seemed somewhat strained. " He's, indisposed at the moment," She answered, her fellow queen swearing she saw a faint droplet of sweat forming on her friend's temple when she added, "He had some...intense training yesterday."

The winged woman swore there was something deeper to her meaning. Glimmer, meanwhile, didn't seem to catch that, merely giving a reluctant huff before seeming to head off based on the sound of fading footsteps.

Nia sighed at her niece's reaction, pausing for a moment before apologetically looking back at her friend. "Sorry about that, Melia. I should go and make sure she doesn't run her mouth. Talk to you another time."

With that, the screen cut to black as the transmission ended, leaving a dumbfounded Melia attempting to process what'd just occurred. After a few moments for it to settle in, she reached up to hold her face, letting out a loud groan. On one hand, she was thankful the conversation had been brought to an end. However, how it ended was another matter entirely, and regardless, it wouldn't change what she'd have to deal with going forward.

Nia was never going to let her live this down. She could just imagine the feline royal milking this for all it was worth, and was very much not looking forward to it. As such, she fell back on the bed with a thud, deciding that there was no point worrying about a future issue. Instead, she simply attempted to make the present more enjoyable, and so she did so by wrapping her arms around Nikol for an embrace to indulge in.

Her original intent to mischievously wake him up might've fallen through, but she could still enjoy his inevitable flustered reaction when he realized the situation he was in. Face so close while their bare bodies rubbed against one another.

Besides, she'd have other chances to awaken him with some royal services later. That idea, along with many others she'd be able to indulge in with Nikol made Melia grin, feeling rather giddy in anticipation of eventually trying them out.

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Nia sighed whilst walking away from the device she used to communicate with her friend from a world apart. She most certainly hadn't expected to be greeted by what she saw, though she couldn't deny it'd be a pleasant surprise if only for the material she'd now had to tease Melia going forward.

Still, Glimmer's interruption had been a pain, ending the call much sooner than she would've preferred as she now walked to catch up with the girl before she could have a chance to spread some otherworldly gossip. Before she did so, however, she made to briefly stop by her chambers to check up on something, or well, someone.

She grinned whilst peeking in as the sight she was greeted to was just how she left it, one that seemed familiar to the sight she'd recently viewed on screen. A messy bed with a lump underneath the covers as a tuft of blonde hair poked out.

And similarly to Melia's experience, there was a visible tent from those covers. One that appeared very tempting to the feline queen as she licked her lips, well familiar with the treat underneath.

Quickly checking her surroundings, Nia confirmed no one else was nearby. And with elegant haste, she made her way inside as she walked to the bed whilst licking her lips.

She could deal with Glimmer later, now, it was time to give her nephew a little payback after the bold display he showcased last night.

Hopefully, Mythra would buy the excuse of some intense training as a reason for her son's exhaustion when they saw each other later today.

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Author's Note: Phew, just barely managed to get this done before the month was done.

So, yeah, XC3. Been a fan of Xenoblade games since playing 2 in 2018, than tried Definitive Edition in 2020 and of course, played 3 last year. And boy did I spend a lot of time in 3, took a couple of months to complete.

But boy, talk about a strange pairing huh? Of all the options I had in the series, of all the pairings I could've come up with, canon or crack, I think this is out there even for me. Its strange. I'll be honest. I liked Melia in 1, Future Connected, and 3, though I don't think she was ever my favorite girl or charter. And for Nikol, I also liked him well enough in Future Redeemed (though I will say his voice just didn't gel with me). But for some reason, I saw this nice Melia fanart near the end of June and suddenly, I had a massive brain rot that somehow culminated in these two coming together.

I think it turned out pretty alright.

Truthfully, I had originally planned on there being a bit more. Like an extra scene to the smut or perhaps a fun little ending scene of Tyrea and Telean going at it. But I was running low on time and barely managed to squeeze this Nia tease at the end as this already got longer than I expected thanks last minute bout of inspiration similar to how this story got started. Anyway, hope you all enjoyed it! This is my quota for a Non-FE fic for the year, so gotta get back to writing them.

Or at least, I would, if I weren't preparing for a little mini-series I hope to have ready to release across 2024, so look forward to that. Hehe.

In any case, if enjoy the fic, leave your thoughts in a comment, and thanks for reading!

But whatever you do, don't let Glimmer, or Mythra, find out what happened in this story. Hehe