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"Pup in the She-Wolf"

December 9 1935 EC

Major General Crymaria Levin

Castle Randgriz, Randgriz, Kingdom of Gallia

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The idea that she would have to finally push forth within the sake of intimacy left Crymaria in a state of genuine unease.

It wasn't the 'I am going to be hurt' kind of discomfort, rather the embarrassing notion that she would have to 'give up' something for the sake of intimacy. As someone that had many times lost things in her life, Crymaria didn't like the idea of trusting someone so much. She loved Kurt, she wanted to always be by his side but... it felt so difficult to yield to much despite how much he gave to her.

It would be fair to say some responsibilities felt a bit off-putting even in their reasonable way, as handling the three young Valkyriae felt less like a matter driven by her own skills and more by her trait as one of them. Then again, it was best that she or someone like her tackled that matter.

She was, after all, aware of the dangers of leaving those to a group that could only appreciate them in a way that was so impersonal and, at times, brutal. Crymaria didn't regret taking that chore, finding relief through the hope of granting these children the means to grow up into proper civilians rather than weapons of mass destruction.

Nonetheless, that didn't stop her from feeling true fright. She had delayed this event for long, but as she got the proper timing once more, Crymaria pushed herself into the situation.

Kurt was free at late hours as most of the administrative paperwork had been taken care of by the Gallian Government. He was mostly taken care of about that aspect, thus he shouldn't be distracted for what she was looking to do. As she nodded at the saluting guards, she knocked and asked permission to enter it. Once she was allowed, Crymaria stepped inside, her eyes nervously blinking to where the door to his bedroom was within the small area.

"Crymaria, how may I help you? Anything new?"

"Not on the military and political front," She assured, stepping quite close to the desk. "But I have to ask for permission on using a rather awkward set of terms on what I have to say."

Kurt blinked and then nodded. "That is?"

"I would like to engage in coitus with you, sir."

Kurt... blinked. "Are you asking me to have sex?"

It's not or never, Crymaria. She thought to herself before snapping into action.

"That would be the case sir," She hummed, walking around the desk and towards her commanding officer. "You see, it's been long enough that I trust you and my emotions on the matter to be aware I am prepared for this next step. Likewise, I am aware you are interested enough on me, we had a conversation and the others have given me carte blanche to handle this matter."

As Crymaria straddled on his lap, Kurt appeared relatively surprised by her boldness.

"That's quite... that's quite a point, you're making and-"

No, don't let him talk his way out of this.

Crymaria was too aware of this tactic, having seen the young man pull some masterful war plans and knowing how prolonged improvisation may led him to dodging 'trouble'. Sadly for him, Crymaria's lips were soon slamming against his and pulled him into one of the most intense kisses a Valkyria could deliver to her beloved one.

It was the ultimate move to kill off her embarrassment while being the most embarrassed about this move. She felt her cheeks burning as she pulled back, Kurt was now wide-eyed as he gave her a rather dizzy look. He clicked his lips together, pleasure manifested as a tent was prodding against her skirt.

"That's... You really want this, don't you?"

She smiled as the message was fully received, but she was equally stunned when he carefully lifted her up in a bridal carry off his lap and led her to the bedroom. She shuddered, surprised by the fact that the young man had kept training despite his clerk-like task as a high officer. And as the two got to bed, Crymaria felt like this was going to unfold differently than she had been worrying about.

Many women would be unable to find the one trait that made their first time of quality above what many would ever experience. Crymaria tracked it down to one quality, 'Care'. Without context, the word meant nothing, but with the idea that, as they undressed and took to lay beside one another in bed to tease each other, this took a meaningful purpose.

She had never thought of seeing a nude man, but the sight of Kurt's arousal was something that stimulated her a lot. It was proof that, by instinct, he was attracted to her, that he wanted her. And the way he then morphed that instinct in gestures so honest that made her quiver at his touch... she was no longer reluctant.

So close and so tender, his hands caressed her with love just as her hands sought his body. He was strong, in mind, soul and now body. And as the kissing resumed, Crymaria felt a new wave of heat from within demanding more. She leaned closer, and her hugged her tightly. The Valkyria twitched as she felt his rod quietly rub against her slit, sending jolts across her body. Her breasts were squished against his chest, stimulating her some more as he started to tease her with his cock.

The lengthy shaft was rubbing smoothly against her lower entrance, allowing for her own arousal to wet its entry point and stain with a thin layer of wetness the meaty tool that was going to claim her virginity. Once the teasing reached its height, Crymaria braced as he held her close, cupping her cheek with one hand once he was done aligning his dick's tip to her welcoming flower and... the woman was struck twice.

A sharp pain from the penetration, but one that was instantly mellowed by the pleasure coming from the same thrust inside her virgin folds mixed with the kiss that captured her mind once more. He didn't move at first, allowing her to fully suppress that pain and... then claim her properly.

They did it on the side, not with any of them on top. It was almost a matter of equality, but she leaned onto him with love and want. Her pussy wrapped tightly around such a wonderful staff, kissing it mercilessly as it pumped in and out of her, rubbing and frictioning into her womanly hole.

The act was prolonged for roughly half-an-hour, leaving her a moaning mess that had her arms wrapped around Kurt. He grunted a few times, but as his cock throbbed strongly inside her, Crymaria felt the first ropes of fertile cum reach deep in her. Into her womb, she hoped, but even if that wasn't the case, she had plenty of chances within that session.

As he softly pulled away and they both calmly basked in ten minutes of cuddles, Crymaria grasped her thoughts. It had been... surprisingly mild. It wasn't the best, but not the worst. She felt pleased but not content. She wanted to do more, and she offered to 'ride him'.

Kurt accepted, and Crymaria soon ended up discovering that she liked to be in charge. At times. As she allowed herself to lower down to his groin, letting the hardened cock inside her once more, the woman started to bounce up and down, shaking the bed but getting hit by a stronger bout of pleasure.

It was so strong that she unconsciously started to pick up the pace until her groin felt on fire. Her tongue was out, her eyes had rolled and she was utterly driven by pure instinct like a sex-possessed woman. Kurt took over at a certain point as she had been close to just break the bed and... he didn't disappoint for their third and last round. If the second round had lasted a round, the third one went on for two.

Pressed down on mattress, her face firmly driven on the pillow, Crymaria discovered she also liked to be fucked roughly.

"I get it, Cry. You want to get a bun in your oven, but you need to also tune it down a bit," Kurt remarked as he started to rail her roughly from behind, fucking her like a bitch. "And worry not, my gorgeous she-wolf, I am about to put some pups in you."

Many times she had likened herself like a wolf, especially with Fenrir being her battle companion. To be treated like this, like a whore in heat, a mate that needed to be breed- it was triggering several lewd-driven thoughts of her doing it with a pregnant belly, trying desperately to get more pups out in the world for her alpha.

"S-Sir, don't- oh~ don't sto-OH~!"

A slap on her ass tightened the hold of her pussy over that breeding pool ramming into her welcoming womb.

"That's the plan, Cry. I am going to make you a mommy. A happy mommy at that," Kurt repeated as he drilled even harder. "I hope you're ready, because we will make the sweetest of families!"

Her mind went blank as she felt him pressing hard on her back, leaning down to the point of his chest pressing against her back and his lips aggressively claiming her neck. She was utterly smitten, unwilling for this to ever go back to how it was before now. And as she prepared for what was clearly going to be the key to motherhood, Crymaria welcomed the third creampie of this first session of sex.

Even as a Valkyria, it was the first time she had sex and she had no experience. Her body just wasn't prepared to have lengthy lovey-dovey breeding sessions- yet!

The rest of the night was spent cuddling, hands holding as their finger intertwined, with Crymaria finding solace as she nuzzled against his chest, with Kurt kissing her forehead softly.

AN

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