"A Private Time To Relax"

Rated: M

Fandom: Fire Emblem: Three Houses

Characters: Ingrid Brandl Galatea

Genre: Romance

Summary: A long day of training in the heat has got Ingrid tired and beat, and now she wants to find the time to relax get rid of some of that stress she's been having. With no one around to watch her though, she gets a very interesting way to get rid of that stress herself…

Disclaimer: If you gotta ask, no I don't own anything associated with the game Fire Emblem: Three Houses nor do I own any characters associated with the game itself. All if it's owned by Nintendo and Intelligent Systems and that's all everyone needs to know just so I'm clear. Since it's kinda been a while, I figured I'd do a Fire Emblem: Three Houses fic that's quite dirty and sexy to the fact where it involves a whole lot of… self-touching. So if you're ready for some full-on Ingrid action, that's what you're here for! Enjoy her having a 'private moment' to herself, everyone.

P.S.: This takes place in the post-timeskip, just so we're clear.

The sweat had gleamed around a good portion of Ingrid's face as she currently threw her fifth short spear right through the tree, marking an inch closer to the bullseye she painted on. The future heir to House Galatea had spent a good amount of time away from Garreg Mach Monastery, which was nowadays used today as a type of headquarters that was fronted by the head of the Blue Lions himself and the future King of Faerghus, Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd. Since the entire training grounds and the knights hall were pretty much booked to oblivion, Ingrid found the best place to train alone was a nearby forest somewhere right next to the monastery itself. Sure, she was gonna train all by herself and with no help around, but at least Ingrid knew how to enjoy a little peace and quiet in her spare time.

Right now, she was busy sharpening up the arrowhead to her javelin, getting ready and prepared for her next throw amidst the heat that Ingrid Brandl Galatea herself was having. It was no surprise that the entire town of Fodlan was undergoing a heat wave of sorts, but to her, the heat Ingrid was feeling was nothing more than a big deal, instantly making this type of heat more than a challenge for Ingrid to easily conquer weather-wise.

"OK, steady now…" Ingrid whispered to herself getting ready for her javelin throw, "All you need is picture perfect accuracy..."

With such perfect precision, Ingrid chucked the spear right in the air and hit the center part of the bullseye, hitting her target 100%.

"Yes, got it!" She smirked to herself victoriously, all before going back to get her precious javelins from being stuck at the center of the tree. She then placed the rest of her javelins in the grass before resting on the blanket Ingrid was now sitting at. "Okay, time for a break."

A deep breath of relief broke inside the blonde knight, all before she took the rest of her time embracing the hot sun's rays touching the rest of her skin. Which wasn't much to begin with considering the fact that she was wearing nothing but her signature battle armor. Ingrid did have to admit that the armor was making her sweat profusely, truth be told. It was more than enough for Ingrid to notice this little problem right away.

"All right, this is getting too much for me." She said to herself as Ingrid immediately took the rest of her boots and her upper body armor off, leaving her wide open with just a bra and tights on.

Now this was definitely more like it for Ingrid. Sure it was still hot as ever, but at least it made things a little bit cooler for the blonde skin-wise. She now even wondered to herself if it was even a good idea having to train underneath all this heat with all that armor on in the first place. Either way, it definitely wasn't one of Ingrid's bright ideas. None of that mattered anymore since Ingrid was now free to rest up in this kind of manner.

She managed to sleep through the sun peacefully for a good few minutes before the tights Ingrid wore made her lower body a bit itchy, not to mention a bit stuffy due to the intense sweat the blonde herself was shedding.

"Ugh, okay, I'm getting rid of these…" Ingrid sighed to herself, stripping off the tights that latched onto her tight waist.

Right now, the only thing the blonde tomboy had on at this point was nothing but a bra and form-fitting underwear that complimented her curves to a T. Ingrid had quite the bodacious body she possessed on the inside. It was the kind of body that many men around the Officers Academy would be willing to die for. Why Ingrid chose not to flaunt it for her own well-being was an option for herself considering the fact that she didn't want to be portrayed as some kind of tramp student who wore very revealing clothing for the horny males to oogle nonstop. When she was all by herself however, well that was quite a different story just like what was happening to her now.

With her entire armor removed from her flawless body, the restless blonde continued to rest upon the sweet sun's rays with no one to watch or interrupt her in her moment of privacy. All she heard around her was peaceful birds chattering very quietly in the background. This was definitely the life for her.

What was missing out of all of this however is a gentle summer breeze blowing in the distance, which she eventually got when the tiny whistles of wind proceeded to tickle around Ingrid's skin, mostly her chest region. Her hands reached up to the feeling in her chest, being aroused by the small goosebumps that formed around her with ease. It was the kind of goosebumps that made the nipples inside her bra erect very nicely in response. Needless to say, it felt quite good for the blonde. It had gotten to the point where Ingrid's bra was getting a little too tight for her to begin with. She immediately got the monkey off her back by removing the bra straps behind her and tossing the bra away, leaving Ingrid's ample breasts to be exposed in the great wide open. It was perfect for her anyway knowing how well the simple gentle breeze was blowing all around her supple tits in return.

And no doubt, they were quick ticklish too. The little gust of wind immediately made Ingrid grasp her own breasts for pure amusement, even going so far to massage and scrunch them tightly with just a single squeeze. Heck, she scrunched her chest up high enough for Ingrid's tongue to get a smooth caress of her erect tits with just the tip of her tongue. This forced the bodacious blonde to feel a rapturous sigh breaking through her lips, realizing how enticingly warm, delicious and comfortable her entire chest was. Ingrid suddenly never imagined how proud she was of her supple melon-shaped breasts until now. If only Dorothea were here to see her like this, no doubt the songstress would be jealous of a cup size like hers.

She continued to feel her chest for another several minutes before the air's gentle breeze in the sky around her blew once more, only this time to the only region that Ingrid never imagined:

Right between her legs.

That small strand of wind sent quite the chill around her swimsuit region, leading Ingrid's hands to glide down around her slim waist and all the way around her firm hips. It gotten to a point where one of her hands felt all the way down to her groin where the gust touched her there. The feeling was quite arousing at first, knowing how tingly her hand around her latex-covered groin felt just by that one single touch. Yet that proved to be a distraction for Ingrid when it came to the latex underwear that molded perfectly to her curves.

Thankfully, she did something about it though as her hands latched onto her underwear and gently slid them all the way down to her legs, now leaving her lower body exposed in all of this wonderful summer time air.

"Mmmmm… that feels so good now…" She sighed relaxingly, now leaving her bare nude body to take in the gust of air that surrounded her perfect form.

Her hands still remained caressed all around her waist however, with one of them getting so deadly close to her clitoris region. Ingrid's entire fingers felt something quite warm and soothing around her small, fragile yet tight womanhood, which at that point began to pick up a slight trembling from the tip of her left hand. Her middle index finger slipped deep inside her entrance, getting its chance to feel its wet pink caverns juice up in anticipation. This soon proceeded with her left hand slowly circling all around the fragile pussy, forcing Ingrid's long legs to spread as a way to respond to the slight spasm it caused.

"Mmmmmm… ahhhhhh…" She had sighed once more matching the sound of the breeze that continued to blow in the air during her 'rest'.

Her hand continued the caressing process as usual, all while her middle index finger in addition, continued to feel her tight pink caverns pulsing in through and through in a slight penetrative motion. The pace would slowly yet surely start to pick up though, leaving the bold and beautiful Ingrid to feel a tender moan escape through her lips from the slight pleasurable feeling. Ingrid at this point felt so dirty for doing something like this in private, yet it felt so satisfying to her on the inside knowing the infectious tingle and spasm her hips got.

Ingrid's lewd self forced her to cling onto the sheet she was laying on, just as her right hand immediately began to pick up even more speed with her gentle, constant ribs. It wasn't too fast however as its pace picked up a "just right" amount of speed that suited Ingrid's level of pleasure. Her whole entire body and face soon began to blush from this incredibly flushed feeling that overtook her fragile clit nonstop. The blonde soon found herself bending down on all fours like a dog, switching to a position that best resembled something deemed too sexual for anyone's own taste. It was a perfect way to switch things up for her and continue this ecstacy-filled momentum of hers that can be best described as orgasmic. Ingrid's left hand continued its dominance towards her fragile vaginal region, letting her hips spasm out all around as if it was somehow twerking in response to her fingers continuing to rub and massage her pussy to kingdom come. If that was the case, then it was clear that Ingrid's mission was done.

Then, just at a moment's notice, Ingrid's entire hips began to tremble and pulsate with ecstacy all around. This immediately forced her sinful moans to break out so loudly that it began to scare the birds that were hiding out of their trees. They didn't have to blame her though as this warm and savory self-fingerfuck had made Ingrid's entire face blush twice as hard with pleasure enough to make any kind of unbreakable wall burst with a surge of water. Strange enough, that was the same type of feeling Ingrid herself was about to feel. The pegasus knight had to finger and caress herself as hard as she could, leaving her hips to violently gyrate and shake with such a filthy unclean energy that immediately left Ingrid to finally reach that loud earth-shaking breaking point that her body needed.

"Ohhhhh… aggggh… oh fuck… oh fuck… oh, oh, oh, OH I'M GONNA CUM… AAAHHHHHHHH…!"

That one loud lustful moan from Ingrid had finally sealed the deal.

A burst of unimaginable waves soon broke through Ingrid's walls and gave in a full release, exploding nonstop through a good portion of the cloth she had rested on. Her climax took in a lot more than Ingrid actually expected, leaving her entire bare body to feel fully content from the orgasm the brave blonde knight experienced in privacy. The strong release proved to be enough for one Ingrid Brandl Galatea to collapse on top of the sheet looking very aroused, content, stress-free and satisfied of what her body had been through. Yes, it was a dirty lewd thing for Ingrid to imagine at first, let alone do with nobody around. But it was the kind of thing that helped Ingrid break out of her forbidden shell and learned to be comfortable shedding her skin from all around her body.

It had past a few several minutes before the blonde felt a content sigh go through her lips herself, "Mmmmm, that was all I totally needed…"

It was all peaceful and nice all of a sudden, when suddenly…

*THUD!*

A man fell out of the tree sitting right beside Ingrid, scaring her immediately on impact.

"AGH, WHAT THE–?!" She yelped.

It didn't take too long for Ingrid to quickly turn herself over and look at the man who had fallen from the top of the tree due to a broken branch! It wasn't no any ordinary man however as he had dressed up in dark grey armor with a green/red sash belt wrapped around his waist. What was even worse about this guy was the fact that he sported some awfully familiar crimson hair on top of all of it. Something about that hair looked awfully familiar though, as it didn't take too long for Ingrid to identify that man with just the sound of his name!

"Sylvain, what the hell?!" Ingrid shouted, covering herself with the sheet.

"Oh, Ingrid," The redhead said, feeling redfaced and embarrassed. "This isn't what it seriously looks like, I swear!"

Ingrid fumed immediately at Sylvain shouting, "It looks you were getting off to me, you pervert!"

"Uh no, I was actually, uh… birdwatching," Sylvain exclaimed, coming up with an excuse all while chuckling nervously, "Yeah, that's right, I was birdwatching up a tree! Nothing awkward going on here!"

"Birdwatching?" The blonde raised her eyebrow. She then angrily asked him, "Then why the hell are your pants down?!"

All of a sudden, Sylvain somehow looked down to his lower body to see his lower armor and pants completely off, flashing his entire twig and berries much to Ingrid's entire shock and embarrassment.

He immediately covered himself shouting, "IT WAS ALL DIMITRI'S IDEA!"

And then he took off running fast on his own two feet before Ingrid could even think about doing something drastic to Sylvain. He was running so fast he just basically disappeared out of sight with just the scatter of dust blowing behind him. There was literally no way he was gonna get his ass handed to Ingrid like this, and nobody would blame him at all even if it was mostly likely she was gonna kick his ass anyway.

"I swear to god, I'm gonna kill him…" She facepalmed with a scathing look on her face. Ingrid immediately shook it off before she looked up to the tree with a questionable tone, "Although why in the hell was Sylvain doing pantless on top of a tree? I really don't wanna know…"

Welp, that's Sylvain for you. I bet he'd do something so perverted like watching somebody he'd ship with masturbate in private. Yeah, quite a little bit OOC of him, but dang it, who wouldn't want to deny the fact that Ingrid is hot both with that braid of hers and that short hair she sported in that post-timeskip? I know I completely would.

*wink wink*

Okay, enough of the fantasying, you all know what to do everyone if you really want to see more hot Three Houses lemons from me. Just let me know and I'll gladly oblige.

Until a next story comes through, WHO ELSE BUT SYLVAIN!?