War of the Wings

by PR0F.GMK

Severa and Cynthia both have their sights set on Morgan! Yet with the prince of Ylisse being a little dense, they struggle to make their feelings clear. Can they confess before the other, or will they this competition ruin both their efforts?

3. Routed and Rutted

"Hey! You're undoing the belt wrong!"

"What do you mean? It's a belt! Why don't you focus on his fly?"

"I can't because your hands are in the way!"

Severa and Cynthia bickered as they attempted to undo Morgan's pants. Attempting was the keyword, as he didn't realize how long it took for the two to finally achieve their goal, maybe it was a few seconds or more than a minute. In either case, Morgan wasn't pulled out of his trance in the very least. Especially not when both girls grabbed ahold of the hem of his pants and small clothes and gave them both a tug together, bringing the fabric down to his thigh and allowing for his erection to finally spring out.

"Epp!"

"Whoa!"

Severa and Cynthia gasped at the sudden piece of flesh that almost smacked their faces, yet even still, they couldn't help but go wide-eyed at what they were presented with.

"You gotta be kidding me…"

"No way…"

Morgan was unsure how to take their comments, so he just blushed and looked away bashfully while they stared in awe at his dick, fully erect and pulsing with need in front of the two. The size was enough to cast a small shadow on both their faces. And the musk it let off, while not overwhelming, couldn't be ignored.

They assumed him to be of decent size from his bulge, but… this was something else. It wasn't massive, but it was definitely big, and it was perhaps a bit too much for one girl to handle alone.

Good thing there were two.

Cynthia was the first to act, more out of instinct than thought. Perhaps it was the smell that made her slack jaw start to have some drool dripping out of the corner of her lips. In any case, she leaned forward, and let her lips press against the side of Morgan's shaft.

"Agh!"

The prince gasped at the soft and wet sensation that briefly touched his sensitive flesh. His head whipped back forward to find Cynthia blinking her eyes, lips an inch from his loins as she processed what she did. And she decided to do it again.

"Ohh!"

"Mhmm~"

Cynthia's next kiss was firmer than her last, done with more resolve compared to her curious and experimental approach with her first kiss. And the results made Morgan moan and shiver at the sensation.

Her actions and Morgan's results snapped Severa from her trance. "He-hey!" She called out, only to find herself ignored as Cynthia continued to kiss and even lick Morgan's shaft while the lad moaned more and more.

"Oh no, you don't!" She declared with a mutter as she leaned forward. Her competitive nature made her first kiss against Morgan's shaft a bit firmer than Cynthia's first as she also experienced his taste for the first time.

A taste she didn't find wholly unpleasant.

"Oh Naga~"

Morgan subconsciously recited those words in awe as he experienced what could only be described as divinity as one after another, soft and wet lips pressed against either side of his shaft from the redhead and ash-brunette. They didn't look up at him, instead seeming to be captivated and focused by his dick, their hands shifted to their knees, showcasing a pose of submission as the knights did their duty in service of their prince.

Wet smacks and moans started to fill the room, with Cynthia and Severa growing bolder and bolder by the seconds. Their kiss became increasingly wetter, longer, and more passionate. Their tongues started to dart out more and more, used to lick over a decent part of his length before slipping back between their lips. Their hair swayed with their movements as they continued to pleasure their shared lad.

Somehow, the two pegasus knights were working in harmony without exchanging a single word or glance. A silent truce was given which made it so that they would each keep to their respective side of their shaft, which was more than big enough for them to keep busy with. Their own sides brushed against each other every now and then. Even so, their focus was entirely on Morgan's cock as they continued to worship it.

"Severa, Cynthia… You two are… Dear Naga~"

Morgan could hardly say those words, let alone a sentence as he endured the girls' ministrations. Every kiss, lick, and even their moans and the hot breath from their noses were felt by him. It wasn't necessarily that the pleasure was overwhelming, still, the emotions he felt alone along with the constant sparks of pleasure were enough to make his legs feel increasingly wobbly. There was no wall behind him to lean back against, and no objects nearby to grip for support.

Save for two heads.

"Hmm?"

"Mhmm?"

Severa and Cynthia paused mid kiss at the sudden weight that now rested atop their heads. They glanced up to see Morgan looking down at them both in awe and adoration, fingers slightly digging into their hair for support. It was enough to make both their hearts flutter as they got their first visible confirmation of just how much he enjoyed this, and it spurred them to try something even bolder.

The two didn't know what the other was thinking, in fact, neither thought of the other, yet both possessed the same idea. Together they both moved up his shaft, never taking their lips off his flesh and instead widening them to slide over more of his loins. The result was louder moans from the lad as they traveled up to his tip, both with the intent to capture it within their lips.

However, they both intercepted one another at his cockhead. Their eyes, which had been narrow in concentration and lust widened when they caught sight of one another, both shocked and surprised at how they each had the same idea. They were stunned, neither moving to act further as that would mean bumping the other, yet neither was willing to pull away. As such, their lips remained on either side of his tip as they practically shared a kiss with Morgan's cockhead in-between.

That, along with the sight of it all, was enough to put Morgan off the edge.

"Oh gods, you two!"

Morgan's cry snapped the girls from their daze, along with how his grip on both their heads tightened a bit. Both were unsure of what to do next, unsure of how to respond. Yet they both gasped when Morgan gave a sudden jerk of his hips that had their lips sliding further down his length towards his base before he shot out his first wave. They were both caught off-guard as they felt his cock rumble and twitch against their kiss with his following loads each seemingly just as potent as the last.

The two girls said nothing, did nothing, but stared in awe at Morgan's orgasm. The lad himself let out a loud groan through it all as he came harder than he believed he ever had before. His eyes were clenched while he held both girls tightly. Yet even with his fingers digging into their hair, neither Severa nor Cynthia paid it much mind as they attempted to rationalize what they were witnessing.

"Huh~ Huh~ Huh~"

Morgan was panting as his orgasm finally subsided, his last few spurts of cum not as potent as his first, yet still an admirable amount. Though while he was recovering from his brief trip up to the clouds, Severa and Cynthia looked at what he expelled to get there.

'Holy shit…'

'No way…'

The girls stared in disbelief at the trail of cum Morgan had shot out. The furthest loads had to have gone past a few feet, perhaps even a few meters. Yet it wasn't just the distance he had shot out that had captivated them, but the amount as well.

There was a clear trail of cum from the far edge to even the loads that had fallen just in front of the tip. Had he been aiming at them, or if one of them had attempted to capture his tip between their lips, there would've been no doubt they would have been covered or drowning in his seed.

Neither wanted to admit that the thought and image of that made their thighs squirm, fanning the heat in their core.

Morgan suddenly shivered and moaned as a soft, wet sensation captured his tip. His eyes opened up to find none other than Cynthia licking his tip, cleaning it of any precum, and sampling his seed, with Severa looking on from the side with a blush. She wasn't even angry at her friend, finding herself too stunned and unprepared for such an act yet. Still, it was clear that Cynthia was the one who let instincts guide her, and as she pulled back, she expressed the results of her instincts.

" Mhmm~ Not as salty as I expected," She mused, licking her lips as she whipped away any traces of his cum from her mouth. Only to then notice her boyfriend and his other girlfriend looking at her stunned looks. "What?"

Severa simply sighed, not bothering to give any complaints at this point. She proceeded to take another glance at the trail of cum Morgan had made, with Cynthia and the lad himself taking a look as well.

The girls had another experience of disbelief, though it was briefer this time. Morgan, though, was caught off-guard by the results of his orgasm.

"Wait, that was from me?" He asked in shock and surprise.

Cynthia turned to face him, nodding as she said, "Oh yeah. You let out a lot Morgan! I mean, I guess that's a good thing since that would mean we did a good job, but still!"

"Gawds, how did you have so much? Do you not masturbate?" Severa accused, looking up and flashing the lad a questioning look.

Her gaze prompted the lad to look away bashfully. "Of course I do. Just, I never let out so much before. I'm just as surprised as you two." He told them honestly.

Severa gave a sigh, now focusing her gaze on his cock once again. His shaft was still quite erect despite the orgasm he had just undergone. "And you're still so hard as well? How is that possible?"

Morgan winced at her tone, along with the poke she gave his loins with her finger. Cynthia also joined in, giving his shaft a small poke as she said, "Maybe it's because of royal lineage or whatnot? You, Lucina, and Owain do always seem to have more energy than the rest of us." She suggested.

"Well, in any case, it's a problem. I don't want to risk us accidentally continuing the bloodline or whatnot , at least not now . So we gotta figure out some way that doesn't result in that's not just you pulling out." Severa stated as she finally stood up.

Cynthia copied her movements, yet flashed her friend a teasing grin, "Not now at least, huht? That means you're open to continuing the bloodline some other time, huh, Sevy?"

"Shut up." The redhead replied bluntly yet a bit bashfully, not denying the comment as she looked at her boyfriend, Cynthia joining her as the twin-tailed girl asked, "So, got any ideas?"

Morgan looked between the two, and then looked away as he said, "I think I know a hex that might do the trick." He revealed.

His words were met with a raised brow and a curious look from Severa and Cynthia respectively. "Why would you know that?" The former asked.

Morgan winced. "My mother taught me. She was joking when she did, but I'm pretty sure it was her way of making it less awkward while still giving me something to use just in case." He explained, only to then add, "She also taught me a sound canceling hex, if we wanna use that too…"

"Sure, why not," Severa replied, deciding to just get this part of their current antics over with. "You do that while me and Cynthia move things around so we have more space."

With that, she turned to leave her boyfriend to his devices for the moment. Cynthia joined her, but not without giving him a quick peck and flashing him a smile before giggling upon his reaction as he realized where his lips were a minute ago. And so as Morgan was left to perform his hexes - with his dick still out and erect - Severa and Cynthia cleaned and moved around some of the supplies in the stables to get them out of the way.

"So… who goes first?"

Severa was caught a bit off guard by Cynthia's question as the two moved one of the bales of hay to a nearby pile. "Huh? I don't know…" She replied, turning to look at her friend and asking, "Do you want to?"

Cynthia nodded, "Yeah, if you don't mind," She replied, sounding excited at first though also trying to be considerate.

Severa's thoughts on that. Did she mind? Honestly, she was still a bit intimidated, both by Morgan's size and even Cynthia's presence. Yet after Morgan's orgasm and using this moment to take a quick break and clear their heads before getting back into things, she was starting to gain a better handle on her feelings. And so she decided she still needed a bit more time to prepare herself.

"No, you can go first." The redhead stated.

Cynthia couldn't stop herself from grinning. However that wasn't all, she also proceeded to lean over and give her friend a quick peck. The action made Severa jump a little, turning to look at Cynthia in shock and with a bright blush. "What was that for!?"

Cynthia blinked at her friend's reaction, only to get a bit bashful as she realized the situation. "Oh… well I mean, Morgan's both our boyfriend now, and we're both his girlfriends. So I thought it'd be alright if we acted a bit closer, I mean. Is that weird?"

Severa was a bit surprised by Cynthia's reasoning, and yet instead of being angered by it, she turned a bit bashful. Letting out a small huff as she picked up another bale of hay and said, "Just warn me next time."

Cynthia took a moment before she realized those words, and her grin widened happily at them.

"Alright, that should be it," Morgan muttered as he finished his hexes, both for soundproofing the stable, and so they didn't have to worry about rearing kids before any of their present selves were even born.

Though in the future…

"Mhmm!"

Morgan was caught off guard as Cynthia suddenly slammed into him, wrapping her arms around him and giving him another passionate kiss. The suddenness caused him to freeze up, yet he soon started to return the kiss, his arms wrapping around the girl as they pressed their bodies against each other.

"Mgh!"

"Mhmm~"

Morgan grunted while Cynthia moaned into the kiss as they felt his erection pressed against her stomach. He winced at the sensation of his sensitive flesh pressing against the fabric of her uniform, especially as it occasionally brushed over the metal buckle of her belt. Cynthia though, found the sensation quite enjoyable, even with her uniform, she could feel the heat and rigidness of his cock, and it made her even more excited.

She needed to be as excited as she could to get over some of the anxiety she was still feeling.

"Pwap!"

The two pulled back with a wet smack, faces flushed as they looked at and held each other with love and lust.

"So big boy, think you're ready to soar to new heights with me?" She teased with a grin.

Morgan gave her a bashful smile back. "I think?" He replied, a bit unsure yet still more than willing to give it a go. Yet he soon realized what else her words could mean, prompting him to ask, "So that means you're going first?"

His pigtailed girlfriend gave him a chipper nod. "Yep! Me and Severa talked it over, and she was fine with it. Ain't that right, Sevy?"

The redhead had her arms crossed, rolling her eyes at the call of her name. "Yeah, but don't think it's an invitation to just stand around and talk. I'm not gonna just stand here waiting for you two to start forever, you know?"

Cynthia's response to Severa's words was to grin, turning her sultry gaze towards Morgan as she said, "You heard her, let's not waste time~"

And with that, she took the lad's hand and started to pull him along, Morgan doing his best to follow while also having to deal with his pants and small clothes around his thighs. Luckily, he was able to prevent himself from stumbling before Cynthia stopped in front of a pair of crates in the middle of the stable, turning around and flashing him a grin as she hopped atop of it.

Morgan was entranced as he watched the girl leaned back, spreading her legs invitingly and not taking her eyes off him. She did this even as she brought a hand down to the front of her skirt, lifting the fabric enough to expose what it hid underneath.

Morgan's breath hitched at the sight of her blue panties, the fabric seeming to be light blue in shading. Though what he focused on was the dark-blue coloring in the middle.

"See how wet I am, Morgan? That's cause I'm really excited for this~ So don't worry about needing to be careful," She told him, trying to sound playful and teasing, yet there was a bit of shakiness in her tone. Even with her current antics and demeanor, she still had a bit of anxiety and uncertainty about all this that started to seep into even her look.

Morgan was, of course, taken aback by this all. Cynthia's boldness was a bit overwhelming, however her small show of nerves admittedly also helped him to relax as he realized he wasn't the only one feeling a bit unsure. Still, he knew for certain that Cynthia was determined to see this through, and so the only way to help her past her anxiety was to give her what she wanted. And hopeful as he focused on that - focused on her - he could ignore and forget about his insecurities.

He stepped forward, doing his best to look determined while Cynthia gave him a shaky smile. Wordlessly, they started to move, with him placing a hand on her waist while she reached up to grip his shoulder. Afterward, the two looked down towards their groins, Morgan gripping his shaft and lining it towards her covered folds, which were no longer covered as Cynthia used her fingers to pull aside her panties and prob it open, finally exposing her dripping loins to his gaze.

Morgan did his best to keep the momentum going, lest he risked staring at her pussy. As such, he leaned his hips forward, causing the tip of his dick to press against her entrance. The sensation was enough to make them both wince and hiss as a sudden shock of pleasure shot through them both. Still, neither dared to stop as Morgan continued to push on until his tip popped in.

"Ah!"

"Hah!"

The two gasped, their bodies tensing up as Cynthia's walls tightly wrapped Morgan's tip, sending several sparks of pleasure through them both. Cynthia now gripped both of Morgan's shoulders, doing her best to keep her legs open and spread. The prince, meanwhile, was now digging his fingers into her waist for support while his other hand continued to hold his dick steady, not wanting to risk it slipping out at this point.

And so after a moment for the two to compose themselves, they continued. Cynthia let out a loud, long moan as Morgan pushed forward, sinking more and more of his length into her passage. Every inch he entered, the more Cynthia couldn't believe just how much her walls could stretch, and just how eagerly they wanted to wrap around the rod doing so. Her pussy never got like this with just her fingers, that was for sure.

Still, it wasn't like her fingers were all Cynthia used. Sure most of the time they got the job done, but after she stumbled upon some of her mother's private toys, she had indulged herself in it every now and then. Even so, those toys, those imitations, could never come close to the real thing she was feeling now.

The heat, the texture, the pulse, and even the size were surpassed. Well, her mother did have one toy that probably did surpass Morgan in size. However Cynthia never dared to try that, she doubted even her mother ever did.

In any case, the results were the ash-brunette moaning like she never did before. Her eyes were closed while she tipped her head back, holding Morgan's shoulders tighter and tighter for support and resisting the urge to buck her hips or wrap her legs around him. Instead, she continued to let him push on unobstructed while he now held her waist in one hand, and wrapped his other arm around her back.

"Huh!"

"Ugh!"

Pegasus Knight and Prince both gasped when his crotch finally kissed her own, a soft tap of his balls against her ass indicated that he was fully buried in her passage. And Cynthia couldn't fully believe it. The sensation of being filled up like this was foreign to her, her eyes opened into a lidded express, dazed while she started to pant. Despite Morgan hardly moving once he was fully sheathed within her, it was already overwhelming to her.

And she wanted more .

"Morgan~"

The lad was snapped out of his trance by the call of his name, looking at Cynthia as she did her best to look back through her dazed gaze. She did nothing else, yet the way she tugged at his shoulder and the look in her eyes was enough for him to have some idea.

He nodded before he started to comply with her request.

"Hah!"

Cynthia's breath hitched as Morgan pulled back, the lad being careful as he did so for both their sakes. A slow pace in his hips as his shaft was halfway out, and with that, he opted to push back in.

"Oh!"

The pigtailed girl let out another moan at the change in direction. Her walls once again spread after having a brief chance to relax, stimulating her sensitive loins as it was filled right back up to the brim. Yet she wasn't able to bask in that sensation for long as after a moment or two of letting it settle, Morgan was once again pulling his hips back for another go.

He repeated that maneuver, again and again, each time drawing gasps and moans from Cynthia while he too let out a few pants and hisses. Though for the most part, he did his best to compose himself, lest he potentially lose control and start to go overboard, having to fight the urge and instinct of moving faster and harder.

Even so he still indulged those urges just a bit, experimenting with a few differing speeds, sometimes only pulling his length back a third before pushing back in, and adjusting the force at which he did so. Yet it was never that different from his original pace. He just didn't want to risk it.

Cynthia wasn't as cautious.

"Morgan~ Morgan please~"

She was panting, her voice a little out of breath, yet the lad was able to hear the pleading in her words. She wanted more, she desired more.

Morgan was powerless to deny her.

"Ahhh!"

Cynthia let out her loudest gasp yet as Morgan bucked his hips against her, thrusting into her snatch with enough force to make his balls create a small clap against her ass. He repeated the action with more focus, and Cynthia's moan was even louder than the last.

"Oh yes! Just like that!"

With her vocal approval, Morgan opted to let instinct take over as he now began to move his hips with far more passion than before. His cloak started to sway and his clothes rustled from his movements, with each thrust creating a prominent wet smack that was usually paired with a moan from Cynthia herself.

He buried himself deep enough that she could swear he poked her womb. He did so with enough speed that she was barely able to process one of his thrusts before he gave another. And the force with which he did all this was enough to send waves of pleasure through Cynthia's body.

Yet while the two lost themselves in that pleasure, Severa watched on from the side in awe. And she was blushing profoundly at the sight of it all.

She didn't know what she expected, even so she at least thought she'd be able to handle it with at most slight discomfort or embarrassment. How else was she supposed to react to watching her friend and the guy she had a crush on fucking while she was waiting her turn?

What she hadn't expected was how much it was affecting her. Not just the sight, but the sounds and smell. Wet slapping skin, moans, groans, gasps, and creaking wood echoed in her ear. A distinct musk mixed with vanilla and sweat started to invade her nostrils. She subconsciously placed a hand on her chest, gripping the fabric of her undershirt while her other hand held the lower edge of her tunic, resisting the urge to bring it and her fingers closer towards her core.

Still, she couldn't stop herself from rubbing her thighs against each other, biting her lip as she watched Morgan and Cynthia continuing to fuck each other more and more passionately by the second. The pigtailed girl wrapped her arms around his neck to pull the mess-haired lad into a kiss, muffling their moans while their hips slapped against one another. Severa could even see and hear Cynthia's boots bouncing against the crate she was on as every thrust Morgan gave made her instinctively jolt them back when she tensed up.

Cynthia looked like she was completely lost in pleasure, soaring in it perhaps, and Morgan was completely focused on her.

Severa gulped as she wondered if it'd be any different when it was her turn.

"Pwapp~"

Morgan and Cynthia pulled away from their steamy kiss with gasps, their lungs aching for air while their faces were flushed with a light shine of sweat. The weather, while not as hot as it was earlier in the week, still was decently warm. And here in the stables, there was a certain humidity that couldn't be ignored. It didn't help that the two were still mostly clothed, Morgan himself wearing quite some heavy layers as he and Cynthia started to drench and stain their clothing with their sweat.

Still, they ignored it, pushing back that sensation as they were lost in each other. Not once did they take their eyes off the other save for a few brief clenchings from a spark they couldn't ignore. They held onto each other, with Cynthia even starting to move and meet his thrusts a bit as they both felt their bodies shaking.

Just a little more, just a bit longer, and they'd finally reach their peaks. All it would take was one thing to send them over the edge. And when one of Morgan's thrusts rubbed against Cynthia's puffed-up clit, that was the beginning of the end.

"Hiii!"

Cynthia was sent into a small frenzy as she felt her orgasm start. Her eyes and mouth widened. Her legs flew up and snapped tightly around Morgan's waist, pressing against him tightly while her walls clamped down on his cock.

"Eghh!"

Morgan grunted as he endured a wave of hot juices bathing his cock along with the almost pleading, let alone the sensation of Cynthia's walls spasming over his shaft just as much as she spasmed against him. He instinctively held onto her tighter for support as she also pushed him over the edge.

"Ohhh~"

Cynthia's expression relaxed into something more akin to bliss as Morgan came within her pussy. Her eyes rolled back while she was filled to the brim not only with his cock, but his seed as well. There was so much it started to overflow, mixing with her juices and seeping out from between the gaps of their loins.

Morgan, for his part, continued to hold onto Cynthia tightly. He endured the sensation of her walls practically milking his cock, making sure to drain his current orgasm for all it was worth as he came hard. The sensation of it all was a bit overwhelming as he started to wonder if he'd pass out, yet he held on. He couldn't pass out now, not when he still had Severa waiting nearby.

"Huh~ Huh~ Huh~"

Morgan and Cynthia panted loudly as their orgasms finally started to subside, both shivering occasionally from the remaining spurts and twitches of their loins. Their bodies and clothing were now lightly drenched in some sweat, yet neither gave that much thought as they continued to hold onto one another.

Pegasus Knight and Prince glanced at the other, their open, panting mouths soon morphing into a smile, with Cynthia connecting those smiles with a kiss when she leaned in. The two basked in the afterglow of their shared orgasm while indulging in the taste of the other, their tongues brushing and massaging the other rather lazily as they moaned into the other's mouth.

Of course, their already short breath meant they had to pull away sooner than they'd like, but the message and feelings they exchanged were clear. They loved each other and thought what they did was something amazing.

And they wouldn't mind doing it again really soon.

"Are you two just gonna look into your eyes all day? Or did you forget I'm still here?"

An annoyed voice snapped Morgan and Cynthia out from their trance, prompting them to look towards its source and find Severa giving them both an annoyed look. They both gave her a bashful and apologetic gaze back, with Morgan saying, "Sorry, Severa. I swear I'll get to you in a second."

The girl merely rolled her eyes with a small huff, watching as Morgan uncoupled Cynthia's limbs from him and pulled out, causing both of them to let out low moans and shudder. "No need to rush. No, seriously, you look like you're about to pass out a bit. Take that jacket off or something," She suggested with a hint of concern yet mostly hidden by her usual bite.

Morgan himself blinked as he took another glance at himself, finally realizing just how much he had been sweating.

"Huh, yeah that… that sounds good." He agreed before starting to remove his cloak. He didn't stop there, continuing by taking off his tank-top to the approval of both his girlfriends as they got a view of the surprisingly well-kept body their dorky bookworm of a boyfriend hid underneath.

Cynthia was able to take her eyes off Morgan by taking a glance at Severa, finding her fellow girlfriend biting one of her fingers as she watched Morgan. Though while it was admittedly an amusing sight, Cynthia took greater notice of Severa's other hand, and the way its fingers seemed to have a light shine.

"Oh my gods~" She couldn't help but say out loud with a big grin, getting Severa's attention.

The redhead gave her friend a confused look, noticing the way she was staring at her. "What?"

"Oh nothing, just noticed how you seemed to have your own little fun while me and Morgan had ours~" Cynthia replied, her grin widening as she gestured towards Severa's side and asked, "So, what part got your fingers the wettest?"

Severa was at first confused by Cynthia's statement, but after glancing at the fingers her friend gestured to, soon realized her meaning. Her cheeks lit up, eyes widening in embarrassment at the accusation. "I wasn't doing that !" She attempted to defend, holding and covering those fingers with her other hand.

Yet Cynthia was buying that as she pressed the redhead. "It's ok, Sevy, I won't judge. I'll probably be doing the same thing while you and Morgan go at it. I'm just curious to know if the two of us put on a good show for you, that's all~"

"Shut up! Gawds, like why do you have to make it weird!?"

"Oh come on, this whole situation is already weird! I'm just embracing it and having some fun!"

Morgan glanced up at his two girlfriends having some lighthearted bickering. Midway through adjusting his pants and small clothes, he had been interrupted by their conversation. The revelation and evidence that Severa may have masturbated to his and Cynthia's antics stirred something in him.

It stirred a desire to make her feel involved, and not leave her waiting any longer.

He acted on that desire without much thought. Holding up his pants with one hand, he started to make his way towards the redhead, who was too engrossed in her bickering with Cynthia to notice his approach until he was right beside her.

"Morgan? What are you- MHHMM !?" Severa was caught off guard by the lad's sudden assault. Without warning he wrapped his arms around and pulled her into a kiss, prompting her eyes to widen with a muffled gasp into his mouth.

She - and even Cynthia - were taken aback by his bold approach. His tongue slipped into her mouth while he pushed her back against the wall. One of his hands moved down over the perky curve of her rear to grip her thigh, making Severa give another muffled gasp when he tighten his fingers over the fabric of her pants and used it to raise her leg and even a bit of her body off ground to where she was standing on her remaining set of toes.

The kiss - Morgan himself -they were so overwhelming to Severa that she couldn't stop herself from embracing the exchange. Her hands which had been gripping his shoulder tightly for support along with at first weakly attempting to hold him back now snaked around his neck. Her raised leg wrapped a bit around his back as well. And her tongue started to finally brush against him.

She was getting excited, and it didn't hurt that the sensation of his wet and hard dick rubbing against her stomach could somehow be felt even with the decently thick material of her undershirt and tunic.

Eventually, though they pulled away. Their faces flushed, mouth agape for their heavy breathing, and a bridge of spit between their lips. Their eyes were lidded in lust and a haze had fallen over both their minds. Yet somehow, in the brief break, Severa was able to regain her composure in a moment of clarity.

"Wa-Wait…" She was able to pant out before Morgan could lean back in for another kiss, the girl even turning her head towards the side so that it would take a little more effort from the prince to once again capture her lips. "I…I still need to get undressed first."

Morgan blinked, taking a moment to take in her words before letting out an "Oh…right." Gently, he placed her back down on her feet, taking a few steps back to give her space and feeling quite bashful at his bold advance, especially when Severa flashed him a conflicted glare that was contrasted by her wobbly lips and blush. She let out a sigh before starting to remove parts of her outfit.

Even if she wouldn't admit it, Severa was inwardly thankful for Morgan's initial bold advances. It somehow helped to ease her mind, forgetting about her worries. She knew Cynthia was still there at the side, no doubt watching on with a curious gaze, but Severa no longer cared, because Cynthia wasn't the focus, Morgan was.

And Morgan's focus was on her.

She started with her belt, unblocking the accessory before and letting it drop beside her. She debated on removing her undershirt and tunic before opting against it, same for her detached sleeves. She wasn't sure why, it wasn't a matter of not being uncomfortable with it or taking it off, she just didn't find it important enough to do so at the moment. Her lower body though…

She started with her leather boots, pulling them off yet leaving them nearby. And so that left the most important piece of her attire to remove, her pants.

Severa thumbed briefly at the hem of her leggings, a brief moment of hesitation coming over. Though after glancing at Morgan and seeing his entrance gaze, she found the courage to continue on. In her dreams, this moment would've been done with a bit more care, with her making a show of her panties to the lad. Yet now, the current situation didn't feel right for that, or maybe she just didn't care as much as she thought she would.

Her current panties weren't anything too special in her opinion, so it wasn't that big a loss. Besides, she could just do that next time. And just like, in one smooth, sultry motion, she rolled both the fabric of her pants and small clothes down her legs, exposing the silky smooth skin and her dripping loins.

Morgan was awe-struck at the sight as Severa stepped out of the fabric before putting back on her boots, not keen on moving and walking around the stables in just her socks even if the place was fairly clean, plus they did just wash the floor. So after doing that, she merely stood in front of her boyfriend, her legs bare yet her loins covered by the drape of her tunic, crossing her arms under her chest and looking away a bit embarrassed.

For a moment, Morgan and Severa stood there silently. The former undressed at his top and his dick out in the open, with the latter only wearing boots for their lower body while their loins were just covered by the fabric of their tunic. Morgan was uncertain of what to do next, the previous determination gone as he was unsure of how he should approach Severa and actually start things between them. But when she glanced at him, he saw the small bit of anxiety in her eyes.

She was waiting for him to make a move, and the longer he did so, the more unsure she also felt.

After everything she did for him so far, Morgan felt inspired to make sure she felt comfortable and appreciated. And so he was determined to make it so that she wouldn't have to worry about things this round.

He took a step toward Severa, prompting her to look at him in anticipation. She was doing her best to keep her nerves under control, yet it was apparent she was starting to feel a little anxious about all this.

Morgan started by placing his hands on her hips, yet that wasn't where he kept them. No, he rolled his fingers down over her curves and had them grip the skin of her thighs. And immediately Severa realized his intent. She showcased a brief conflict on whether or not to let him do what he planned, though she soon relented, taking in a small breath while wrapping her arms around his neck.

Wordlessly, Morgan picked her up, showcasing some impressive strength even if he was pressing her against the wall. Severa helped a bit as she wrapped her legs around his waist, yet resisted the urge to tightly lock and fully pressed herself against him, not before he actually entered her. She closed her eyes in preparation as she silently and shakily rolled her hips to give him permission.

"Hah!"

Severa gasped and tensed up when she felt his tip probe her folds, even hitching herself when he finally popped in while Morgan gave a small, muffled grunt. Yet for some reason, Severa noticed Morgan didn't have her sink further down his length nor did he lean harder against him, making it so that only his tip was embedded inside of her.

It confused her enough to open her eyes and look down at him. Yet just as she did that, she found her lips taken by his in a soft, gentle, yet passionate kiss. It made her eyes flutter shut and her body relaxed, allowing Morgan the perfect opportunity to push himself further within her without causing much discomfort.

"Mhmmm~"

Severa gave a long and loud muffled moan into the kiss as more and more of her walls were stretched aside by Morgan's length. Part of her had been fearful of the moment when he would first enter inside of her, and yet now fear was the last thing on her mind as she found the situation blissful, if quite a bit overwhelming. She realized just how far and wide her passage was being stretched out by his size.

Eventually, their hips touched, signaling to them both that Morgan's length was fully buried inside of her. And when Severa realized this, she couldn't stop herself from pulling her lips back from Morgan and let out another loud albeit shorter moan, Her entire body was shuddering as she felt a mixture of amazement, disbelief, and pride at the fact that Morgan's cock, the very same that had stunned her by its size when she first laid eyes upon it, was now fully inside of her.

It was both indescribably and overwhelming, yet not one bit unpleasant.

"Se-Severa~"

She barely heard him mutter out her name, yet she understood the meaning.

"Just… Just give me a few moments, Morgan~" She told him, keeping her eyes closed and speaking with a voice that sounded far more tired than she had expected. Only then did she start to realize how heavy her breathing had gotten. Just having Morgan's shaft inside her was a bit hard to handle, and she needed a little more time to compose herself before they actually got started.

As prideful as Severa wanted to be, she knew there was little chance she wouldn't lose her mind as Cynthia did before her. She just hoped she wouldn't become that big of a mess.

Morgan waited patiently for Severa's signal while he held her up, feeling a bit lucky that his previous session with Cynthia helped to curb his lust a bit. It helped him endure and fight off the urge to buck his hips while her walls continued to wrap tightly around him.

In truth, he didn't consider himself that strong, at least not more than most people in the Shepherds. Yet while he did feel a strain of lifting Severa like this, he had confidence he could continue to do so for long enough. He was just worried about how well he'd be able to keep his focus when the pleasure started to roll in. If it was anything like with Cynthia, then he knew he'd need to keep at least a decent amount of concentration on keeping Severa up if he somehow dropped her in the midst of this…

"Morgan… You can… You can start now…"

Her voice was still rather low, yet Morgan noticed how Severa had been able to keep her breath under control a bit better now. And so looking at her face, eyes still closed and mouth agape with deep breaths, he decided to focus on that before he began to move his hips.

"Hah~ Hah~ Hah~"

Severa began to pant in tandem with each of Morgan's thrusts. They were slow, yet still went considerably deep with a decent amount of force behind to create a small clap of skin with their hips. Their clothes rustled slightly while Severa felt her back rub up and down against the wall behind her, yet she hardly cared as she held onto Morgan tightly, doing nothing to move her hips as she left it all to him.

She knew what he was doing, he was going deliberately slow to help her adjust better to the sensation of her walls stretching and wrapping around him while his shaft rubbed against her sensitive flesh. And she hated the fact that she knew she needed it. Even at this speed it was… overwhelming , to say the least, her breathing started to get heavier and she was panting more frequently.

It took a bit more focus than Severa would've expected to just open her eyes, and when she did, she found Morgan's face of concentration. She saw his own eyes were narrow as he focused on his pace while keeping her up against the wall. And it wasn't just what Severa saw, but what she heard that began to stir something in her.

It was hard to hear over the sounds of her own pants, gasps, and moans. However, if she was able to focus, she could hear the held-back grunts and groans Morgan hid behind his gritted teeth. They weren't necessarily sounds of pleasure - even if she could hear some of that within - more so a testament to how much he must've been holding back for her.

The redhead recalled the way he went with Cynthia, with the girl quickly encouraging their boyfriend to let loose on her, which he did. Something he was hesitant to do with her, no doubt.

She gritted her teeth and tightened her hold on his neck as a brief flame of jealousy lit within her. Yet it wasn't just jealousy that lit the flame, for her competitive and prideful nature fanned the flames long enough for her to speak.

"Stop holding back."

Morgan paused at her voice, unsure of if he had heard correctly as he looked towards Severa with a somewhat confused gaze. "Huh?"

Severa met his gaze back with one of fierce determination, one that showcased she wasn't about to back down from what she had and was going to say. "Don't think I haven't noticed.I can take what you can give, Morgan. And I won't be satisfied if you're holding back just for my sake. So fuck me, got it?"

Morgan was taken a bit back by her sudden demand, enough so that he was caught off-guard when Severa opted to emphasize it with a sudden slam of their hips. She used her leg wrap, causing them both to grunt from the pleasure while her walls continued to tightly wrap around him.

Immediately, Morgan looked towards her in a bit of worry, seeing Severa's face clenched shut at the overwhelming sensation. Fearing it may have been too much for her, he was ready to protest her request, only for Severa to open her eyes a bit and look at him with a lidded yet firm glare.

It was with that which made Morgan understand just how determined she was about this. She wasn't going to back down, and Morgan knew it was pointless to resist. So he prepared to give her what she wanted.

He took a few moments to readjust his grip on her, moving his hands from her thighs to her ass, prompting the girl to let out a small moan as she felt his fingers start to sink into the flesh of her perky rear. Though it was a quick peck to her lips he gave that made her cheeks brighten.

Morgan resisted the urge to chuckle when she rested her chin on his shoulder, effectively hiding her face from his gaze. She still had some pride, after all, and for now, she wasn't just gonna let him see him make that face a mess. Plus it made it a bit easier for her to hold onto him before he began to properly fuck her.

*Slap *Slap *Slap

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Severa's gasping moans rose in volume in tandem with Morgan's pace as he began to rock his hips and her on his shaft. The time between his thrusts - while not exactly short - came much quicker than before. Just barely enough time for her to take enough air into her lungs before Morgan forced her to expel it.

Her toes curled in her boots, and her fingers began to dig into his back subconsciously for some support while her body shook and rolled in waves of pleasure she could hardly describe. Both her front and back rubbed against Morgan and the wall respectively. Her breasts, or more specifically nipples, became more sensitive and hard with how they rubbed against Morgan's chest, probably because she had forgotten to wear a bra and the only thing separating them was her undershirt thanks to the opening of her tunic.

Though most of all, there was Morgan himself. The feeling of his dick moving in and out of her passage, its heat, size, and texture made her walls wrap tighter and tighter around him with each thrust, not wanting to let him leave her stuff folds, prompting her legs to hold him tiger as well. There was also the sensation of Morgan's fingers digging into her ass which kinda felt nice, even if she'd be reluctant to admit it.

Yet none of that seemed to appeal to her more than the sounds of Morgan's grunts and moans. They weren't as pained as before, more open as he finally stopped holding back. It was good that she was sure he was enjoying himself. And even if it was all a bit overwhelming, Severa was enjoying this all herself quiet a bit.

And so with a voice that was somewhat out of breath, she whispered, "More~"

Cynthia didn't hear what Severa said or even see her lips move, yet she was more than able to witness the results as Morgan's hips kicked their pace up a notch. The slapping skin of their hips crashing was now joined with a small thump of wood from Severa's butt hitting against the wall.

Oh, and there was of course the sounds of Severa's moans reaching a higher and higher pitch, with Morgan's groans and grunts also picking up in volume.

Cynthia was thankful that Morgan had the ability and foresight to put up a sound-canceling hex in the stables, otherwise, they would've been found out by now. And since she didn't need to really keep watch, that made it easier for the pig-tailed girl to spread her legs on the crate she sat against, playing with her dripping and leaking folds.

"Ohh~"

The masturbating pegasus knight let out another low, lewd moan while she watched Morgan and Severa fuck on with a flushed look. It was hot, if she was being honest, especially with the way Severa's limbs clung around Morgan while her face showcased more and more pleasure. Their bodies lightly glistening in sweat with their hair becoming more and more ruffled.

Cynthia could see a bit of drool starting to slip down the corner of her fellow pegasus knight's mouth, and she was starting to slur her words as she pleaded to Morgan for more. Their boyfriend -of course - was eager to please. If she had to be honest, it looked as though Morgan was fucking Severa more intensely than he did for her. Though she wasn't necessarily bothered by that fact.

She'd have plenty of opportunities later for her to get the same treatment.

In either case, his hips moved enough that his pants and small clothes slipped further down his legs, exposing his rear to Cynthia's gaze as she couldn't help but smirk. Morgan had a nice ass. While it was a nice sight for Cynthia, Morgan himself wasn't too pleased with the way his pants started to limit and drag on his legs with how the thick fabric started to bunch up. As such, he opted to try and kick it off, growling as he found the task harder than he expected before finally accomplishing the task and throwing the fabric off behind him, leaving him in just his boots while he continued to fuck his attractive and moaning girlfriend against the wall.

" Fuck~ " Severa moaned, slipping her chin off his shoulder and tipping it back against the wall before she started chanting the word again and again. " Fuck~ Fuck~ Fuck~ "

The way each chant left her lips spurred Morgan on. She was getting quite a bit of pleasure from this, not just that, she was loving this it seemed like. Gone was any hesitation to hold back for her sake as Morgan continued to drive his hips in and out of her snatch. His balls slapped against her ass while each thrust created a louder and louder thud against the wall, yet all Severa responded with was higher moans and chants.

" Morgan~ Morgan I'm close… Oh gods I'm so close~ "

Severa was barely able to slur the words from her lips before moans once again poured out. Her mind came closer and closer to a pile of mush from the pleasure. She thought just having him inside her was a bit overwhelming, but now… She didn't know how to describe this, yet she knew one thing, she loved it.

She loved it so much. The way her toes curled in her boots, the way her breasts rubbed against his surprising toned chest even with her undershirt. The sounds and pants he made while from the pleasure he received from her while also pushing himself to better hers. And as he pushed himself, she could smell and feel a light coating of sweat form on him, mixing in with the scent of musk and vanilla from the two and seeping past her nostrils, dazing her mind.

There was the way he held her up, fingers sinking into her ass while he pressed against her. Or his hot breath tickling her neck as she continued to moan up towards the ceiling. And of course, there was the sensation of his cock filling her pussy again and again.

She loved it, she loved him. She didn't care that she must've looked like a mess, or he was taking her in the stables, or even that Cynthia was probably looking on with a grin. No, she was able to ignore all that and focus on Morgan himself as everything else just faded away.

And when Morgan's shaft rubbed against a certain, gorgeous spot past her cervix, her world went white.

"Oh Naga!"

Severa cried the name of her country's goddess as her orgasm overtook her. Her eyes and mouth widened as she screamed, body tensing up and locking around Morgan tight. Yet that was nothing compared to how her loins clamped down on his dick, prompting Morgan to grunt as she triggered his own orgasm.

Severa's moan grew loud as she felt his seed shoot into her passage and mix in with the flood of juices she was letting out. This was too much, more than any of the other pleasures she held onto before. She was sent to new heights, and she needed to hold and focus on something while she did so.

"Mhmm!"

Morgan's gasp was muffled by Severa's lips as she moaned and almost screamed into his kiss, with her lips holding on and sucking onto his as desperately as she held onto the rest of her body. It wasn't necessarily bad though if a bit overwhelming, and helped to distract him from the way her fingers started to dig into his skin along with an orgasm so potent that it was making him feel light-headed enough to lean further against the wall as to support himself.

Morgan attempted to focus on his kiss with Severa, their tongues desperately rubbing against each other as they moaned into the other's mouth. It helped to fight off the daze his mind was falling under as her walls practically milked his cock for every last drop as feverishly as Cynthia did. And just like with her, Severa's cunt couldn't contain their mixed juices, seeping out from their joined loins.

Still, the girl didn't let up on her kiss, continuing to cling to the lad while practically sucking the air from his lungs. It got to the point where Morgan was starting to worry he'd pass out more from lack of air than the actual pleasure of their shared orgasm. As such, he was forced to pull away to Severa's apparent dislike considering her brief whine before she started to pant as deeply as he did. Their flushed faces occasionally tinged in winces while they slipped out a moan whenever their still orgasming loins twitched with each other, though they were both clearly settling down.

"Gods… That was…" Severa didn't finish her sentence, and yet the general sentiment was expressed. It prompted Morgan to focus his gaze at Severa to notice her usually pristine hair, noticing how it was a bit disheveled, with a few strands sticking to her face as there was a bit of sweat running down it and the rest of her body he realized.

Still, she looked beautiful in his eyes. Heck, she was something else during the whole thing as well, prompting Morgan to feel compelled to voice these thoughts.

"You were… You were amazing…" He told her, catching Severa's attention as she looked at him with some surprise.

Only to then blush and look slightly away. "Of course I was…" She lightly muttered loud enough for him to hear, that prideful tone returning before it became a bit softer when she fluttered her gaze back at him. "But you weren't too bad either…"

Morgan couldn't hold back a grin, making Severa's blush brighten and look away once more. Yet his happiness was infectious, and after glancing at him a few times, she couldn't resist the urge in her heart. "Come here~" She muttered in defeat and with a bit of affection as she leaned down towards him.

"So that was pretty hot~"

Cynthia's comment prompted Morgan and Severa to stop their advancing lips, with the latter letting out a sigh, rolling her eyes while looking away. "Of course you had ruined it…"

Cynthia didn't take offense to Severa's comment, in fact, it merely made her smirk as she made her way behind Morgan, looking at her friend over his shoulder. " Hehe~ Well you didn't let me and Morgan have an after-sex kiss, so I just thought I should return the favor." She replied cheerfully and with a tone that expressed her playful payback.

"But still, you two were pretty hot! And also good job Morgan with that carry, even if the wall was helping, I'm sure that wasn't easy to maintain. Severa seemed to enjoy it I mean, though I think I got a little jealous while watching if I'm being honest~"

Morgan chuckled a tad nervously as he looked back at her. "Do… Do you want me to do the same to you?" he asked, a bit strained in his voice.

Cynthia shook her head. "Nah, after two rounds of you putting in quite a lot of effort, I think you need a break while we return the favor." She stated, making Morgan inwardly sigh in relief. Honestly, he was a bit tuckered out after his last few orgasms, his body a bit taxed with the positions and effort he put into them all. And so he was glad Cynthia was willing to let his body rest, though if she really wanted, he wouldn't have hesitated in doing the same to her as he did for Severa.

Cynthia seemed to realize that, soon, a sultry voice leaving her lips as she added, "Though if you find yourself still willing, don't wait for my approval before you do so. No, really, not giving me a warning before just plowing me against the wall sounds really hot."

Morgan shuddered at her words, especially with how Cynthia placed her hands on his shoulders and lightly pressed herself against his back, effectively sandwiching himself between her and Severa who he was still holding up.

"Gawds, if you both are just gonna continue to flirt with each other before doing it, mind letting me down first?"

Severa's voice was filled with annoyance, her blushing and almost pouting face still looking off to the side as she vocally and visibly showcased her displeasure at the two antics. Though it was more because it interrupted her and Morgan's time together as she pulled her hips back enough for his length to slip out from her passage. The action prompted the two to moan and wince as Severa felt a myriad of mixed juices leaking out, along with something wet and hard pressing against her stomach.

"And you're still hard as well, why am I not surprised?"

Morgan had the decency to look bashful at her comment. "Oh…right, sorry…" He expressed before gently helping her down. One of his hands kept a firm grip on her ass while the other gently uncoupled one of her legs off his back and guided it back down onto her feet. Her arms were still around his neck and the wall against her back helped to support her.

With both her feet back on the ground, she had a slightly wobbly stance, prompting her to lean back against the wall when she finally let go of his neck. "Mind passing me my pants?" She requested.

"Um…yeah," Morgan replied, a bit confused by the request yet quickly doing so as he leaned down. Though just when he gripped her pants, she added, "You're pants too."

Once again, Morgan was confused, but he obliged her, holding both their pants and handing them to her. Severa took them with a small, "Thanks~".

"Want some help?" Morgan offered as she started to walk alongside the wall, leaning against it for support.

Severa shook her head. "Nah, I'll be good." She told them, as she continued to make her way towards one of the room's corners while Morgan and Cynthia watched on, slightly concerned by her shaky legs. Yet she kept herself up, and as they watched on, the two were able to see a bit of her perky backside exposed from her tunic along with some of her and Morgan's shared juices running down her thighs and the rest of her legs.

Eventually, Severa reached her destination in the form of a pile of hay. She tossed and laid her and Morgan's pants down, using it as a bit of a blanket for her bare lower half to rest on before she fell atop the hay. A small groan of relief passed through her lips as she made herself comfortable and relaxed her lips after how tightly locked she had them around Morgan. And once she was satisfied with her position, she cracked her eyes open to find a prince and fellow pegasus knight staring at her.

"Don't you two have something better to do than staring at me, like fucking each other?" She commented while giving them both disapproving looks for their stares, crossing her legs to hide her leaking loins as well..

That snapped the two from their gazing, Morgan chuckling and looking away bashfully while Cynthia gave her friend a wink before turning her attention towards Morgan.

"Come on, Morgan. It's time for me to return the favor~" She whispered into his ear, making him shudder before she grabbed his hand and led him back towards the crate. A small skip was present in her step while she swayed her hips, making the skirt of her uniform bounce and reveal a peek of the massive ass it held underneath to Morgan's gaze.

"Please, take a seat, my lord~" Cynthia told Morgan with a playfully formal tone whilst gesturing to the crate with a grin. Morgan returned a bashful smile, doing as told and turning around. He leaned back and lightly hopped on the wooden box, only to wince when he tried to adjust his seat and make it more comfortable.

"Something wrong?" Cynthia asked a bit concerned, noticing the look of displeasure on his face. It wouldn't do for her plans if just sitting made him uncomfortable.

Morgan nodded. "Yeah, it's… not that great sitting on this wood completely naked," He told her honestly.

Her words made Cynthia hum as she gave the problem some thought, wondering what she could do to help fix that. Luckily, her eyes caught on a solution, prompting her to let out an "Oh!"

"Morgan, mind hopping off for a moment?" She asked, turning and taking a step to the side. The lad did so, watching his girlfriend lean down to pick up his cloak. Though admittedly, he was more focused on the way her ass was exposed from the actions. He quickly attempted to recompose himself when she stood back straight and turned to face him, handing him his cloak and saying, "Here, put this on."

Morgan took the garment, slipping it back on through his sleeves. It was a bit weird to be wearing practically nothing save for the cloak - besides his boots. Though while the fabric was heavy and thick, he didn't find it that uncomfortable to wear even with the current temperature and humidity. At least, not enough that he'd think it'd be anything more than mild discomfort.

"You know, even though you're naked and you're weiner's all out and hard, it feels kinda right for you to be wearing that cloak," Cynthia commented with an approving grin and gaze as she gave her boyfriend a look over.

Morgan was initially bashful at her statement, however he soon realized this was an opportunity to even the odds as he recalled an earlier comment his girlfriends made about his favored attire. "I thought you and Severa said I wore this cloak too much and needed to change it up?"

Cynthia was caught a bit off-guard by his reply, some surprise evident on her face as she wasn't sure how to respond to his words. Though soon enough, she gave him a bashful smile and said, "Yeah, we did. But that cloak still is you, ain't that right, Sevy?"

The two turned towards the redhead resting on a pile of hay in the corner of the room, arms and legs crossed as she watched them both with narrow eyes. Her brow raised at the call of her name, huffing and rolling her eyes, she said, "Why should I care about something stupid as that?"

Morgan wasn't sure how to take her comment, though Cynthia merely grinned. The girl leaned in towards her boyfriend's ear and whispered, "Don't worry, I'm sure she likes it too. Just make sure to let her pick out some clothes for you in the future and I'm sure she'll be more open about it~"

Morgan gave Cynthia a nervous chuckle while the pegasus knight flashed him a bright smile as she pulled back, once again gesturing back towards the crate as she spoke with a playfully formal tone. "Now, may you once again take your seat, my prince?"

Once more, Morgan couldn't stop himself from becoming a bit bashful at her demeanor, even so it didn't make him hesitate as he soon once again sat on the crate. His cloak was large and long enough to reach down his legs, and as such, the fabric acted as a surprisingly decent cushion between his bare butt and the wooden box.

Flashing her a smile to showcase his new comfort, Cynthia flashed one back. And so with that out of the way, it was time for her real plan to start.

Immediately Morgan could tell the shift in Cynthia. That playful and cheery energy she was exuding lessened, yet didn't disappear. Now it was mixed with a clear air of sultry, seductiveness, evident by her grin and gaze.

She said nothing as she turned around, presenting her back to him while looking back at him over her shoulder with a narrow eye. Her hands moved to her sides, fingers trailing up at her thighs before reaching the skirt of her uniform. She pulled the fabric up, revealing her backside to the lad fully and showcasing her massive ass in its entirety.

That sight alone was enough to make Morgan's breath hitch, however Cynthia wasn't done. She leaned forward, moving her fingers to grip her ass and slightly spread her globulous cheeks for him. And with that, she revealed her folds, still leaking with their mixed juices and just as wet in arousal for him.

Morgan was entranced by the sight, barely able to glance at Cynthia's face as she gazed at him with a hazy eye. It was rare for Cynthia to communicate in such a non-vocal way, and even when she did it was usually quite enthusiastic and filled with energy. Though what she was doing now was nothing like that, Morgan still immediately understood her intent.

He gave her a nod, gripping his shaft and holding it steady, prompting the girl to grin. She stayed silent as she took a few steps back towards him, keeping her hands on her ass and spreading her cheeks wide before finally standing between his legs with hers pressed together.

Their loins were only inches apart, and even in this heat, they could practically feel the passion of lust each of their loins emitted. It made them both start to lightly pant in anticipation of the pleasure they experienced with each other once again.

Morgan placed a hand on Cynthia's hip, making the girl shudder at his touch as he helped to guide her descent into his crotch. The ash-brunette winced when she felt his tip press against her folds, though it was only for a moment before she pushed back with enough force to pop it in. They moaned together as her walls tightly wrapped around his lower head and the rest of his dick as she started to descend further down his length.

"Ohhh~"

Cynthia's mouth was agape as she let out a loud, long moan of pleasure as she once again took more and more of Morgan within her once again. His size stretched and rubbed against her walls in ways she couldn't believe. Her fingers dug and sunk into the flesh of her ass, clenching it for support while her legs threatened to start shaking from the sensation. Yet not once did her stance or descent falter as she kept lowering herself down at the same pace.

Morgan himself was gritting his teeth, enduring the tight hold her pussy had on his cock as he watched inch after inch disappear past her ass with their previous orgasms acting as fairly decent lubrication. He had taken to gripping both sides of her hips, clenching them tightly for support. He was careful to not add enough force to hinder her movements, trusting her to know what she was doing.

Eventually, Cynthia's descent finally stopped when she reached his crotch. Her plush rear cushioned around his lap as both she and Morgan let out a loud moan of relief and pleasure at the sensation of him being fully buried within her once again. The latter gasped and the former grunted when she let go of her ass cheeks, causing the pressure on his dick to heighten.

The two took a few moments to bask in the sensation. Despite already having him buried within her pussy once, they couldn't help but be impressed that it was just as amazing as the first time, along with feeling a bit different. They weren't sure how to describe it, or what exactly made it feel different. Perhaps the position? Was it the fact they had both gotten a bit of experience now? In either case, they needed those precious moments to recompose and ready themselves for what was to come.

And once those moments passed, Cynthia began.

*Slap Slap *Slap

"Hah~ Hah~ Hah~"

Cynthia panted as she started to bounce lightly on Morgan's lap, her ass creating light slaps against his thighs as she leaned forward and gripped her knees for support in her movements. It was impressive what she was able to do in this position, and right now, Morgan could do nothing more but hold onto her hips while he was floored by the pleasure he felt.

She started with a relatively quick pace, nowhere near as fast as he had gone at the peak with her or Severa, yet still quite a bit faster than he did at the start with those two. The waves of pleasure the two experience came in short enough bursts while just barely giving them enough time to prepare for the next wave.

Yet Cynthia's stance hardly faltered. While the girl's face was one of bliss and pleasure, eyes closed and mouth agape with pants and moans, the rest of her body kept on without buckling under the ripples of pleasure that traveled through with each bounce. Perhaps it was a testament to her training and squats, but the simple truth was that her will was what kept her in check.

She was almost going on autopilot as she continued, a rhythm established that her body followed even as her mind started to falter. There were urges, part of her wanted to grab her chest through her uniform and squeeze her tits, yet that would mean letting go of her knees and weakening her stance. So she just hoped this current amount of pleasure would sustain her.

"Cynthia~"

And she couldn't stop herself from grinning as with that single moan of her name, she could tell just how much he was loving it.

Morgan could only let out her name. He wanted to say more, to express his amazement of her movements, yet it was so overwhelming to the lad that her name was all he could express. He continued to hold onto her, focused on her and what she was showcasing for him.

The sight alone was something he'd never forget. Her pigtails bouncing while her uniform shook was something, but of course, it was her ass that was the main attraction. Her globulous cheeks shook and jiggled with each bounce, creating a sight that was practically impossible to look away from as her flesh rippled in waves. And there was also the fact that he got to watch his dick disappear past those cheeks again and again that only added to the sight.

Though it wasn't just the sight, there were also the sounds that flooded his ears. Her moans, gasps, and pants were music to his ear as they played alongside loud skin slaps and the small, low thuds and creaking of wood. There was the smell, her vanilla scent was still overpowering, yet that mixture of sweat that had started to mix in during their first romp was far more prevalent, creating a hazy smell that dazed his mind.

In short, Morgan was in paradise. His mind was slightly addled and lost in the fog of lust and pleasure that Cynthia had ridden him towards while riding him. He let out his moans more freely, which only fueled Cynthia's efforts. And as such, made her ass shake even more.

With his mind in a haze, Morgan's thoughts were less focused, less planned out. Eventually he simply let his instinct take over. The blood within him started to boil, blood from two different dragons started to rise within him, urging him to act.

And so as he let go of one of her hips, he opted to do something he would've been much more hesitant to do in his usual, calm state. Thus, he raised his palm and aimed carefully.

*Slap

"Ehhh!"

Cynthia yelped at the sharp sting that fell on her rear, causing her entire body to tense up in surprise and for the first time stop her bouncing. She looked back at Morgan with wide eyes and a surprised face. Morgan himself looked taken aback by his actions, staring towards the palm he used to strike her rear before shifting his gaze towards her face. Even Severa was surprised, looking towards the duo with an unsure gaze, having not expected Morgan to try such a thing, and not sure how Cynthia would respond.

For the next few moments, the room was silent, with not even the sound of their breathing registering to any of their ears. Morgan looked into Cynthia's eyes, slowly coming to realize what he had done and beginning to regret his decision. Yet just before he could even attempt to apologize, Cynthia finally let out a response.

"Harder~"

"Huh?"

"Harder!"

Morgan and Severa were taken aback by Cynthia's demand as she exclaimed that one word. Excitement soon came onto her face as she leaned back towards Morgan and went on. "Slap my booty harder, Morgan! That felt amazing!"

"Wh-What?" Morgan was confused by her request, unsure if he had heard right despite it being the third time she requested it. "Wait...really?"

Cynthia nodded eagerly, a glimmer in her eyes as Morgan finally understood that not only was she ok with him slapping her ass, she desired it.

And he couldn't deny her request.

*Slap

"Oh!"

The heroic pegasus knight let out another gasp upon Morgan's next slap, prompting her body to shudder briefly. But while the slap wasn't weak, it was a pale comparison to his first.

"Harder!" She urged, determined to experience that sensation once again.

*Slap

" Eh~ Harder!"

*Slap

"Huh~ Harder!"

Morgan attempted to oblige her request, yet felt a bit uneasy with each slap. There was a part of him that wanted to hold back, that was still unsure about this all. However there was another part of him that urged him to continue, and not just because Cynthia wanted it, but because he wanted to as well.

And that part of him was growing frustrated by her continued demands while she continued to sit - not bounce - on his dick, subconsciously making his next slap far more powerful than his first.

*Slap

"AHH!"

Cynthia yelped in surprise, having not expected Morgan to slap her ass that hard. If she was being honest, it stung more than a little bit. Yet in her current state the pain barely made her do anything more than wince briefly, as that slap also made her walls tighten up and spasm around his dick, which made a certain erogenous spot rub against his shaft.

And just like that, she reached her climax.

"Ohh goodddss !"

Cynthia howled as she came, face tipping up towards heaven as her mouth and eyes widened while the rest of her body tensed up. Her walls clamped down hard on Morgan's shaft, harder than he ever felt, and the lad was caught so off-guard by her sudden tightness tha, she milked out another orgasm from him.

The pig-tail pegasus knight felt her eyes roll back as her howl morphed into a long moan as she continued to cum. A flood of her juices poured out while Morgan shot his spunk deep within her, filling her pussy to the point it overflowed. And that wasn't all, she felt, as Morgan used the hand that had slapped her rear to grab onto the plush cheek, digging her fingers into it for support and adding another sensation to heightened her pleasure.

Eventually, the two started to calm down from their orgasms. Morgan's head was tipped back while Cynthia's tipped forward as they recovered with shaky breaths. Cynthia's hands moved from her knees to Morgan's own as she gripped them for support to push herself up and off Morgan's shaft, prompting them both to moan and shudder when it finally slipped out.

"Oh my gods… that was… that was…" Cynthia found her words faltering as she leaned back down against Morgan and on the edge of the crate to give her shaky legs a little rest. Her ass pressed against his crotch as his semi-hard erection sunk lightly between her cheeks.

"Something…" Morgan finished for her, wrapping his arms around her waist and leaning into her back, making the girl shudder again at the sensation of his bare chest pressing against her back even if her uniform got in the way along with how his cum covered cock was sandwiched between her ass-cheeks.

Cynthia smiled at his embrace, leaning back into it as she rested one of her hands over his arms. Turning her head back towards him, she said, " Mhhmm~ Something indeed~"

The two sat and embraced each other in silence, their breathing still a tad ragged as they now could feel the other's chest rising and falling. Morgan himself was able to look directly at her hair as well, noticing how her pig-tails had become more disheveled and matted with sweat. Then again, he doubted his hair was much better.

"Harder Morgan, slap my booty harder~ Fufufuf~"

Morgan and Cynthia's eyes opened at the delightfully teasing and mocking tone Severa had as she attempted to replicate Cynthia's earlier cries. The redhead walked towards them - still clothed beside her pants and small clothes - with a grin. Her eyes were focused on Cynthia, with the girl gaining a bashful blush as she looked away. She was still a bit embarrassed at her remarks as she not only discovered a new side of herself, and remembered that it perhaps wasn't the most heroic side one could have.

"So the great hero Cynthia's got a spanking fetish, how scandalous~" Severa commented with a bit too much glee, finally seeing a chance to get back at the girl for all her teasing so far.

Cynthia was unable to prevent a few of her emotions from flaring up. "So what if I liked Morgan hitting my booty? It felt good, what's the problem!?" She replied a bit defensively, turning to face her friend.

To which Severa merely snickered, crossing her arms as she continued. "Well, I guess that makes some sense. But then again you do fall on your big butt a lot, so maybe it's been on purpose?"

Cynthia felt a flush of embarrassment and anger briefly swell from those words, luckily, she was able to keep herself composed. "How about you try letting Morgan slap your booty then, Sevy? Cause until then, I don't want to hear you knock it till you try it."

The redhead rolled her eyes, "Yeah yeah~" She muttered without much care, surprisingly not outright denying Cynthia's words and instead showcasing more indifference, which caught her friend and even Morgan off-guard. As such, they were unprepared for Severa's proceeding words and actions. "Now move your big butt off him, it's my turn for a ride now."

*Slap

"Epp!"

Cynthia yelped when Severa gave her tush a firm slap, the fabric of her gloved hand giving a different sensation compared to Morgan's strike. In either case, the slap and preceding push was enough to send Cynthia forward onto her shaky feet, stumbling a step or two before she turned back towards Severa with a pouting glare, to which the redhead only returned a smug grin.

The twin-tailed pegasus knight turned towards her boyfriend with a rather prideful grin, something that made Morgan himself tense up, especially when she started to mount him.

Severa was silent as she hopped atop of the crate while still facing Morgan, positioning herself on her knees which dug into his cloak with her legs pressing against his sides. Her hands settled onto his shoulder to steady herself while she rolled her hips against his crotch, pressing the underside of his wet cock against her own leaking folds and prompting them both to shudder and let out a low moan.

She continued to not say a word as she moved her body with rather graceful movements that were filled with clear intent. Her hips rose as she expertly positioned her entrance above his tip, with Morgan barely registering it before she dropped down on the entirety of his shaft in one motion.

"Ahh!"

"Egh!"

The pegasus-knight and prince gasped and grunted respectively at the sudden sensation. Severa's hands tightened their hold on his shoulders while her entire body scrunched up at the spike of pleasure along with a tinge of discomfort. Morgan's hands instinctively went to the girl's waist, holding them tightly for support as he felt the entirety of his dick embraced by her loins.

Again, just before he could recompose himself and adjust to the sensation, Severa started to move on his cock.

"Hah~ Hah~ Hah~"

She panted with her movements, experimenting with them. Be it swaying her hips side-to-side, rocking them back and forward, or lightly bouncing on his length, she tried them all. With each approach she felt a different sense of pleasure, adoring how his shaft rubbed against her walls at different angles.

The sensation made Morgan hold her hips tighter for support, floored by her moment despite them being a bit held back. He was still recovering from his orgasm with Cynthia, and now Severa was acting so boldly and forward that it took him aback. Not to mention the way she bantered with Cynthia before also seemed a bit surprised with some of the things she said as well.

And it made him a bit concerned.

"Se-Severa…Is… Is something wrong?"

He barely grunted out those words, voice faltering from the waves of pleasure she shook him with as he attempted to showcase some concern. Though it appeared as though she hadn't even heard him, continuing to move her hips while keeping her eyes closed with a face of concentration, briefly tinged in bliss and pleasure.

"Se-Severa?"

He tried to call out her name once again. Though this time, she responded.

"Quiet."

Morgan blinked, caught off-guard by her firm request voiced with a hiss. His redhead girlfriend finally opened her eyes to flash him a narrow gaze as she reprimanded, "You're gonna break my concentration."

The prince didn't say anything after that, the tone in her voice made it clear he shouldn't go against what she ordered. And seeing his submission, Severa cracked her lips into a grin as pride swelled within her.

"You like this?" She asked with a low and sultry tone, continuing to rock her hips on his cock. Morgan himself nodded eagerly as he endured the pleasure, gritting his teeth to stiffen his moans and groans.

Severa's grin widened at his silent answer. "Do you like watching me ride your cock, pervert ? Like watching a girl as attractive as me be so enamored with you ?"

Her voice was still low, a tad mocking. Yet underneath, Morgan could swear there was something else, something that made him feel unease and flash her a look of concern. That look only was enough to briefly make Severa's face relax as she seemed caught off-guard by his expression, without any words, he was able to convey his worry for her with just his gaze.

Thankfully, it made Severa open up to him a little.

Leaning forward, she wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing their chests against each other while also resting her chin against his shoulder. For a few moments, she didn't speak, merely breathing into his ear while softly rocking her hips over his groin.

"You looked so enamored by her, with Cynthia…."

When she finally spoke, she lost that prideful and mocking tone that Morgan had been slightly concerned with before. Now it was replaced with something more vulnerable and a little less sure, almost a whisper as Morgan was prompted to llisten intently.

"It was like she had you completely entranced, the way you two were with each other made it seem like nothing could come between."

Morgan couldn't stop himself from pulling back to showcase the concern in his gaze towards Severa, making the girl feel bashful. With a blush and guilty look, she looked away.

"It's stupid to get jealous at this point I know… But I couldn't help but feel that way while looking at you two during it all. Not to mention you looked like you were enjoying her actions so much that I started to feel insecure about my abilities…"

She trailed off, laying her vulnerabilities bare to Morgan in a way that made his heart ache. He wanted to do something, anything to let her know how he felt. Yet he believed nothing he could say would be enough to express those feelings. So before his mind could be overwhelmed and stumped by a storm of possible actions, he chose the first one that came to mind.

"Mhmm!?"

Severa's eyes widened as Morgan, without warning, turned her head to face him to pull her in for a passionate kiss. His eyes were closed in concentration while he slipped his tongue into her mouth. Within seconds, her insecurities were forgotten, mind hazed and dazed from the kiss she moaned into, shuddering against him before returning their lip-locke eagerly.

The two pulled back with flushed faces, with Morgan's lip curled into a smile. As he looked at her with optimism, Severa was unable to help herself from blushing harder while a smile came onto her face. Once again, without words, he expressed his feelings toward her overwhelmingly, and Severa felt a new source of fuel for her actions in love.

"I'm still gonna make you look at me like you did for her." Severa bluntly declared, yet this time she did so with a confident smile and tone that served to only excite and please Morgan, now certain she was alright.

The redhead leaned back, flashing him a grin and look that dared him to look anywhere but her. Still matching his gaze, her hands went towards her sides as she started to adjust parts of her tunic, specifically at some of the strings which made the attire loosen a bit. With that, she grabbed ahold of the exposed part of her undershirt around her chest and started to roll the fabric up.

Morgan's eyes widened as he realized her goal, watching in anticipation as more and more of the fabric slipped up under her tunic before the edge was finally exposed in the opening around her chest. So with a few more tugs, it was rolled up over her breasts, exposing her perky tits to his gaze.

Morgan was stunned by the sight, enough that he didn't even think of her obvious lack of bra. No, all he could think about, all he could look at were her beautiful round tits, not overly large, yet not small either. They were just the perfect size for her. And he felt the urge to just reach up and grab them.

"You can touch them~" Severa told him, her voice still confident and playful, tinged with a small bit of anxiety.

Morgan honestly didn't hear any of it, not her words or how she spoke them. Instead, his hand moved on instinct, letting go of her hip to reach up and take one of those breath-stopping breasts into his palm.

"Ehh!"

Severa stiffened a gasp when Morgan cupped her tit, biting into her finger as she watched him gently knead and grope the flesh like the curious lad she knew he was. She felt sparks of pleasure spread over her chest as his fingers sank into her breast, making her lower body squirm while she did her best to keep a soft, slow rhythm of sways with her hips.

"Hah~ Ohh~"

Severa couldn't stop the moans from slipping out when Morgan brought his other hand up to grope her remaining tit. Rolling and kneading her breasts with more and more confidence, he drew out hot and sultry moans from his girlfriend.

Severa found herself gaining a brief moment of clarity as she cracked her eyes open to gaze down at her boyfriend. The sight of him enamored with her chest while playing with it made her smile with pride and happiness as much as he seemed to enjoy it. Not that she didn't enjoy it greatly as well.

Still, part of her wanted more, not just pleasure, but wanted him to be enamored with more of her body. Even with his cock embedded in her pussy and his hands cupping her chest, she wanted him to do more, to feel more, and realize everything she had to offer.

She gripped his hand with her own, pulling it off her tit to her brief displeasure and his confusion. He looked towards her face for an answer, then glanced at the hand she was guiding further down her side and below her before having it settle on her rear.

Morgan was briefly stunned before lifting his gaze towards Severa. The girl quickly flashed him a shaky grin and nod, wordlessly expressing her desires.

Morgan quickly obliged.

"Ahh!"

Severa moans rang out as Morgan started to grope her tit and rear cheek. Finger digging into her soft flesh and kneading it almost a bit like dough, making the girl squirm her hips against his crotch, causing his shaft to rub more roughly against her walls. The act furthered their pleasure, hazing their minds in a heavier fog of lust, urging them to seek out more.

Yet despite that, they found that it wasn't overwhelming, at least not compared to their other sessions. There was something less… intense about this. Still very pleasurable no doubt, but far more easily handled by the two. And because of that, they were able to take in the sensations with much more detail, making it just as enjoyable as before.

They felt how their loins joined with one another, what spots they rubbed against. They took in the other's touch, how Morgan's fingers sank and kneaded her flesh while her own gripped his shoulder and dug into his hair for support. The sounds they made were clearer than ever before, every gasp, every pant, every moan, everything was heard no matter how big or small it was. More now than ever, they could tell how the waves and sparks of pleasure traveled through them.

Though one of the best things it allowed for, was that their minds were still able to act more on thoughts instead of just instincts. And it was this chance to think that made Severa ask, "So, better than Cynthia?"

Her words made Morgan look away from her lightly swaying breasts up to her face, noticing the small, shaky grin she was able to put on as she attempted to coax out an answer from him. "I know they're not as oversized as hers, but maybe that just makes them easier for you to handle and fit perfectly in your hands, right?"

The prince knew she was mostly joking, yet he also believed she was a bit serious. Either he answers yes and feel guilty for putting Cynthia down to raise Severa's pride, or disagree and potentially saddens her and also get put on the spot. There was also the third - probably best - option of singing her praises while not mentioning Cynthia in hopes that she'd get enough of a high to forget about the comparison and just take the compliment.

Morgan wasn't sure about that last option, because more than believing Severa was joking, serious, or a mix of both, he knew for a fact that this was her trying to tease him.

And some part of him wasn't just gonna let her off the hook.

"Ahh!"

Cynthia jumped a bit at Severa's yelp as Morgan appeared to give her tit and ass a good, firm squeeze, harder than any of the ones before. It didn't seem to hurt Severa by any means though, just caught her off-guard. Though what got a bigger reaction out of her was when Morgan leaned forward and planted his lips over her uncupped tit, sucking on it.

"Fuck!"

The pegasus knight heard her friend cry out crassly in surprise and pleasure, eyes and teeth clenching shut. Only to then crack them open and give Morgan a small glare. "Cheeky little brat," She muttered in both frustration and fondness, a small smile curling her lips while rolling her hips.

Cynthia found her thighs scraping together once again as she stood and watched on from the sides. It had been harder to watch than she had anticipated, with the heroic knight being just as surprised as Morgan was at first by Severa's bold approach. Yet even with the attractive display in front of her, she didn't feel like her fingers would cut it.

Even knowing it was unneeded, she felt a bit jealous at how Morgan and Severa fucked. Except they weren't fucking, they were making love, more so than any of them had before.

Cynthia wanted them to know her love as well.

She started to undo the buttons on her uniform, exposing more and more of her front as it parted open until it was done. She opted to keep her belt on, somewhat keeping her uniform secured while the edges of the opening now made their way closer to her sides, exposing her stomach, groin, and of course her bra-covered chest. Though her chest soon was exposed as well, the girl reached inside past her uniform and undid her garment with a few quick movements, letting it fall onto the floor in front of her.

She had an excited grin as she carefully made her way toward the two, careful not to make enough noise to alert them. Then again, they seemed so entranced with each other that they may not have noticed her footsteps creaking the planks, perhaps even mistaking it for the creaking of the box they were creating.

However that didn't change the fact that she wanted them, specifically Morgan, to be a bit startled when with what she had planned. She gently coaxed his cloak a bit off his shoulder, having it slide slightly down his arm and expose part of his upper back. After that, she leaned against him, pressing her giant tits and stiff nipples against his skin.

"Mhhmmm?"

Morgan gave a muffled gasp of surprise at the sudden sensation. His muffled voice made Severa moan only to then gasp when he pulled his lips off her tit, exposing the saliva-covered, sensitive skin to the air. So while Severa dealt with that, Morgan was compelled to look back as surprise came onto his face at the grinning girl he saw looking at him. "Cynthia?"

"Mmhm~" She nodded, leaning forward to kiss him. Morgan gave a small, muffled hum in surprise before soon returning the kiss.

Though Morgan seemed to accept her sudden interruption, the same could not be said for Severa.

"What do you think you're doing, bozo!?"

The prince and pegasus knight pulled away to find a flushed and somewhat angry-looking Severa looking down at them, specifically her focus was on Cynthia. "It's my turn with him, back off!" She barked, though her voice was a little shaky as she struggled to showcase her frustration and sounded more like annoyance atop the pleasure she was experiencing.

"Nah~" Cynthia cheekily replied, not backing down and flashing her friend a grin.

Her response made Severa's anger swell up. "Why you little-"

"Why do we have to take turns?"

Cynthia cut Severa off with that question, knocking the girl from her anger briefly. Instead, it was replaced with confusion as Cynthia went on.

"I get that we both wanna have some private time with him, but we're both his lovers now! So why don't we work together and share!"

Severa, and Morgan, were stunned by her sudden proposal. The purple-haired royal didn't know what to say, the redhead knight had something to say, yet struggled to say it.

"You…! How do you even…! Gawds, what is with you!?" Severa eventually got out, not outright refusing Cynthia's suggestion, though not seeming anyway eager or even pleased to do so.

Which was why Cynthia was more than ready to make her eager.

"What are you doi- MHMM!? "

Severa was cut off as Cynthia leaned forward to take her lips, making the redhead's eyes widen while she gave a muffled gasp as the ash-brunette's eyes closed. Severa was completely stunned despite part of her wanting to act, to push Cynthia away. And yet she found her hands frozen, unable to muster the will to do so, especially when Cynthia began to deepen the kiss.

"Mhmm~"

"Ehhh!?"

The blue-uniformed pegasus knight hummed into their lip-lock, slipping her tongue past Severa's lips. The twin-tailed girl squeaked, eyes twitching. Her mind was conflicted, on one part, a part of her both logical and emotional wanted to pull away. However they were dulled by the pleasure she had been experiencing, her mind was already in a foggy haze, making Cynthia's chances with this bold approach skyrocket.

And when Severa started to moan, Cynthia knew she had succeeded.

"Ehhnnmm~"

Severa's eyes closed as she accepted the kiss, yet didn't fully return it. Instead, she merely basked in the surprising euphoria of it all. She wasn't only kissing Cynthia, but she was still joined with Morgan, his cock pulsing within her walls eagerly as the lad watched the two girls exchange a kiss in awe, inadvertently tightening his hold on Severa's tit and ass, making her squeak once more into Cynthia's mouth and shudder.

Eventually, the two had to pull away, faces flushed as spit bridged their panting mouths.

Severa almost pouted in her glare when she saw Cynthia grinning at her.

"I hate you."

"And I love you."

Cynthia's quick-witted response made her friend blush, with the pig-tailed girl stifling a giggle as she leaned in and whispered, "Trust me, I won't take away too much of Morgan's attention for the rest of this round, but something tells me he likes where this might go."

She gestured at the lad, with both girls glancing and finding him still stunned at what he just witnessed. Yet it was clear he enjoyed it, and Severa couldn't deny that he felt much harder between her walls than before.

"Huh, I'm so getting you back for this…" Severa muttered under her breath with a sigh, closing her eyes as she accepted this sudden change in dynamic, knowing there would be little point in going against it.

Cynthia grinned at her words. "Oh I'm hoping for it, now better get to ridding our liege~"

*Slap

"Epp!"

Severa jumped up at the sudden slap Cynthia gave her rear, body tensing up with Morgan even wincing from the sudden pressure her walls gave around his dick. The redhead shot a glare to her friend, who merely returned a wink as she leaned back behind Morgan.

Severa stiffened the urge to growl, focusing her frustrations to fuel her actions. If Cynthia wanted to join in, she wouldn't care anymore, cause she'd still make Morgan focus on her.

And so she started to eagerly bounce up and down the lad's cock.

"Ahh!"

Morgan gasped, taken aback by Severa's current actions as she started to passionately ride the lad. No longer did she go for subtle and soft sways or rolls of her hips, now she was showcasing her talent as a pegasus knight.

And Morgan was taken aback just like he was with Cynthia.

"Gods…Severa~"

Morgan adjusted his grip on her, shifting his hand down from her rear to her thigh, and the other from her hip to her lower back as she bounced on his length. His eyes shut in apparent bliss at the sensation as he felt his back massaged by a pair of soft, velvet flesh. One hand snaked under his shoulder and around his side to rest on his rest while the other held his shoulder.

His reaction was enough to make Severa smile, glancing at Cynthia who flashed her an approving wink and grin as well. And after glancing at each other, they both looked down at Morgan.

Their fun was only just starting as they were prepared to give their prince, their love, the time of his life.

And he was more than willing to return that gesture.

---

"Mhmm~"

"Huhh~"

Morgan glanced down at Severa and Cynthia as the two snuggled against his body while they all rested over a soft pile of hay. With him on his back, the girls laid on their sides over the inner edges of his cloak, one that had been no doubt left in rather poor state with the multiple stains that littered the fabric.

Then again, that was nothing compared to the trio themselves. Severa and Cynthia were practically marked in his seeds with countless spots around their bodies, let alone what continued to leak out from their loins or had been shot down their gullets. He was even pretty sure Cynthia had a little stain from some that had leaked out the corner of her mouth.

There was also the fact that the girls' hair was disheveled in a way that he's never seen before. Cynthia's pigtails had come apart completely, making it so that her hair fell past her shoulders in a look that Morgan found rather attractive. Severa, meanwhile, still had her twin tails in place, though that came mostly from the fact that the bands she had on to keep them styled and in place hadn't broken. Even so, her hair was disheveled, with countless strands out of place and some sticking to her face. It was a far cry from the immaculate appearance she tried to have for it.

Of course, Morgan knew that he wasn't in the best of states himself. His hair had always been a bit of a mess, but even without a mirror he was pretty sure that even those used to his usual style would be taken aback. Not to mention that while he didn't have the same stains littering his body as the girls did, he had a few spots from their orgasms here and there. And he couldn't even begin to count the scratches and hickeys he received from the two in their storm of passion.

A storm that had left them all exhausted in a way no battle ever had, probably because they never felt so content afterward. Yet even with his body store and muscles aching, Morgan didn't let that stop him from wrapping his arms around the two girls and pulling them in closer.

Something that made both girls hum before snuggling in closer as Morgan took in a sensation that he never thought he'd experience. Their soft chests pressed against his sides, their arms draped over his chest. One of them had a leg hooked lightly over his waist, while the other intertwined theirs with one of his own. Their heads resting on his shoulders as he felt their breathing tickle his chest.

So the trio continued to rest like that, basking in the afterglow of an experience none had ever expected - let alone dreamed of - yet didn't regret in the slightest.

At least, until one of them decided to finally broach an important topic they had yet to discuss.

"So what now?"

Severa's blunt question snapped Morgan and Cynthia from their peaceful thoughts, prompting them to open their eyes and look at her as she looked back with a raised brow, not backing down from her question. Though it seemed as though the other two hadn't completely processed it, prompting Severa to expand on it.

"This relationship? How are we supposed to go about it?" She clarified, making Morgan and Cynthia widen their eyes a bit before Severa added, "I doubt we can just out and say that both of us are dating Morgan, even if he is a prince we're bound to run into a few problems."

Said prince and his ash-brunette girlfriend pondered the redhead's question, knowing there was some truth to them. In truth, none of them believed their friends or family would disapprove of their relationship, though they'd most likely be a bit taken aback and surprised. Still, they believed it'd probably be best to not make it an open thing and perhaps keep it more hidden and on the down-low, if mostly for the fact that none of them wanted to deal with the nobles making a fit.

There had already been a few attempts of suggested arranged marriages between some of them and the royal, future children after all.

"Oh, I got it!"

Cynthia's exclamation prompted Morgan and Severa to look at her with curious looks, with the usually pig-tailed pegasus knight looking back with some excitement at the plan she had come up with.

"Why don't we become Morgan's retainers, huh? That way we have an easy excuse as to why we can hang out and be by his side all the time. Even when he's gotta do official stuff we can stick with him!"

Morgan and Severa were taken aback by the idea, mostly because it wasn't that bad. The latter shook her head with a sigh. "How do you come up with these ridiculous ideas? And how do I end up agreeing to them?" She stated with equal amounts of confusion yet fondness.

Her words made Cynthia grin as decided to lean over Morgan's chest and give Severa a quick peck, making her fellow pegasus knight's eyes widen briefly in surprise. She was left a bit stunned while Cynthia pulled away with a giggle and said, "Maybe it's just proof that you should think of more ridiculous ideas yourself? Though consider this a warning that every time you agree to one of my ridiculous ideas, I'm gonna kiss you!"

Severa narrowed her eyes into a questioning look. "Are you threatening me with kisses?"

Cynthia nodded. "Yep! So be prepared!" She exclaimed, before turning towards Morgan and adding, "That goes for you too, buster! And just to give you a sample~"

Morgan's body shuddered a bit, arms gripping both the girls a tad harder when Cynthia leaned up to kiss him. She pressed her lips a bit harder and for longer than she did for Severa, something that the redhead noticed and rolled her eyes at. Only to then sniff her nose and crinkled it while the two pulled away.

"We stink," She bluntly declared, even bringing a hand to pinch her nose to emphasize her point.

Her comment prompted the other two to also give a good sniff of their surroundings, and they both had similar reactions to her.

"Yeah… It was kinda exciting and hot to fuck in the stables, but maybe we should limit future stuff here to quickies and leave the more intense and long-session stuff somewhere… nicer," Cynthia stated.

"Do you guys wanna find somewhere nicer then?" Morgan asked, not wanting for them to stay if the other two didn't want to.

To which Severa only looked towards him with a raised brow. "Are you offering to carry us too? Because after what you did to me, my legs feel sorer than after one of my mom's or even Fredrick's training sessions."

"Yeah, my legs fell a bit like jelly too. I mean, I like what you did to us Morgan, but I don't think either of us can move for a while." Cynthia joined in, only to then glance around the stables and whine, "And we have to clean this place up later as well…"

Severa expressed a similar distaste for that fact as well. "Ugh… Don't remind me."

Morgan had the decency to look bashful and embarrassed at their remarks, specifically about the effects of their - or more specifically his - passionate and intense love-making. "Sorry." He apologetically expressed, using the hands he had wrapped around them to gently rub against their backs, making the girls hum and press against him a bit closer.

"But still, I don't think we can sleep here tonight. So after we rest for a bit and clean up, want to head up to my room and sleep there? I'm sure you two could go for a good shower and bath, and the bed should be big enough to comfortably fit all three of us."

His girlfriends thought of his offer, and both would admit it sounded pretty enticing, especially to Severa. However that redhead was also the one who soon remembered reality, crushing that little fantasy with a groan as she replied, "Can't, my mom's ordered us to sleep in the barracks tonight. And I'd rather not risk her finding out I didn't follow orders and get another punishment"

Morgan looked saddened at that reply, yet Cynthia brainstormed it and realized something. "Wait, it's just gonna be you and me, right Sevy? So why doesn't Morgan just join us in the barracks!"

Cynthia's sudden suggestion took Morgan off-guard, and while he was more than excited to spend a night together with his two new girlfriends, he was a bit unsure of the location. "Wait, in the pegasus knight barracks? Are you sure that's ok for me?"

"What, don't want to sleep with us?" Severa asked accusingly, apparently on board with Cynthia's idea and making Morgan tense up and almost stammer out a response before Severa attempted to calm him down. "Relax, it's only me and Cynthia who have to sleep there for the night so no one will catch us. Besides, it's not like you haven't been inside before."

Morgan blushed along with Severa as they both recalled that specific memory. Though while the redhead kept looking at him, Morgan couldn't help but look away towards Cynthia as the girl added on.

"Yeah! It'll be super fun, we can push our cots together and snuggle together!"

With both girls pushing for it, Morgan knew there'd be little reason to go against the idea, though it wasn't like he was against it much at all. "Alright, sounds good," He relented, pleasing the two.

And it made Cynthia decide to tease the lad a little two. Taking on a more sultry tone and gaze, she said, "Don't worry, we'll make sure to still give you royal treatment. Though the showers are a little small, so it might be a tight fit if we want to share~"

Morgan was taken aback by her sudden shift, only to then wince when he felt her hand trail down and grip his soft but still somewhat firm cock. He turned to look towards Severa for some help or support, yet the girl said nothing, merely having a somewhat bashful and determined look on her face along with a blush as she two trailed her hand down to grip his cock along with Cynthia, showcasing her agreement to her friend's declaration.

Morgan was unsure of how to first respond to their antics. However after closing his eyes and taking a few moments to compose himself, he tightened his grip on them both enough to make them gasp before opening his eyes.

The blue and purple flames Severa and Cynthia saw within them made them both shudder in anticipation.

Though they weren't the only ones shuddering. Just outside the entrance of the stables stood someone else, someone who was mortified at what she had witnessed and heard, yet was compelled to stay around for the duration of it all.

"You owe me big-time for this, little brother…" Lucina muttered under her breath with a large blush as she stood guard for him and his girlfriends outside like she had been for the last few hours, all in an attempt to make sure no one else stumbled upon and interrupted them.

Not that she'd ever let them know, though that didn't mean she wouldn't have some words to say to the three. But that could wait till tomorrow, after they had their rest. And with that, Lucina walked off, leaving her brother and his girlfriends to themselves. There was little chance for someone to walk in now past this time of the day.

Besides, right now, she had her own issues to deal with. Ones that may require the help of some old flames.

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Author's Note: And that's a wrap for this fic! Originally had it planned to be one of my usual big ones but the sex itself just got way too long and I knew I had to try and cut things down a bit to make this fic more digestible and 3 chapters seemed to do the trick!

Anyway, if you made it this far, thanks for reading! This was definitely a fun one to write, the dynamic between the trio, or more specifically, Severa and Cynthia made things lively for me!