The Queen's Retreat
The beach retreat was marvelous. Naofumi found it breathtaking to see it before him, reminding the shield hero of the beaches on Cal Mira.
It was spectacular to say the least.
The gulls squacked. Raphtalia and Filo were gasping in amazement. Naofumi could admit to the majesty of the sight, but as he gazed at the sight around them, Naofumi found his focus narrowing to a more distracting sight: the Queen carrying their love-child (the result of their passionate affair) who she had taken to naming Hal in her hands as she walked alongside Melty with their guards.
An inconvenience he thought when looking at the warriors which surrounded the monarch. He waited for the ideal opportunity during the day when the Queen was alone with Hal and Melty away from her to make his way to her.
He found Queen Mirellia at a balcony of a terrace overlooking the villa near the estate.
The few guards left did not bat an eye when Mirellia ordered them away, asking to be alone with the Shield Hero, leaving the two alone in the terrace.
Stepping away from the balcony, Mirellia approached Naofumi with a warm smile. "Sir Naofumi." Seeming grateful for their shared moment of solitude. "How does your village fare?"
"It's fine." Naofumi said, bringing himself close to her as well. "Though I wanted to talk about something else."
"Such as?" Mirellia asked, knowing full well where Naofumi's real interests were. "Would you perhaps seek to discuss a matter of the new child."
"Perhaps," Naofumi whispered as he leaned closer "I wanted to see you." before he pressed himself against the Queen's lips. Mirellia returned the powerful kiss as he pulled her close, stroking his cheeks with her hands.
Parting, she allowed Naofumi to kiss her neck. Smiling as Naofumi stroked his hand down to her thighs. "My love…" Biting her lip. It was a crucible she had to overcome but she managed to stop Naofumi from going further. "We cannot do this here, I am afraid."
Naofumi almost wanted to argue, but ultimately agreed "You're right." Both would leave the room separately, waiting for night with every second feeling like agony for them both.
Night eventually arrived with the stars in tow, all to Naofumi's gratitude.
Once he knew Raphtalia and the rest were at last asleep, Naofumi rose from his bed and crept in the dark toward the door. Making his way to the halls, sneaking past the guards in the midst of their patrols. Thankfully he had learned enough of their patrols to be aware when to make his move without being spotted.
Entering into the Queen's chamber, finding her awaiting dressed in only a night gown.
"My love."
Alone in her estately room, Naofumi did not hesitate to steal a kiss from Mirellia. And Mirellia kissed him back hungrily. Feeling his hand grope her posterior in the frenzy of their passionate embrace whilst the other clung to her face.
He had been so preoccupied with matter at his village that the two lovers had not managed to steal a moment for themselves to share alone.
Breaking away from her lips, guiding Mirellia to rest her back against the nearby wall, the shield hero asked beneath his breath "How is our child?" before kissing her neck sensually.
"He is healthy, my love." Mirellia whispered. Smiling as her secret husband's lips made their way to her breasts then to her emptied womb. Then telling him as she lifted one leg to rest on his shoulder with an aroused smile "He is nearly as insatiable in his wants as his father." Before gasping silently as she felt his lips make contact with her womanhood.
Naofumi proceeded to bring Mirellia to the brink of her limit as she stroked the black hair of his head. "Haa…haa…" Never taking her eyes off of his head as it was face deep between her legs, bringing her unending pleasure "My…dearest."
Parting from between her legs, Naofumi whispered "Let me show you insatiable." Before leading her to the bed.
Thrusting hard into the Queen, forcing Mirellia to bite her own hand to suppress a loud moan, Naofumi grabbed Mirellia's legs, lifting them before her as he continued to thrust into her.
Moving in a smooth rhythm of penetrations.
"Haa!... More…Haa!…more…Haa!…more…" she moaned pleadingly, with a face unbecoming of a mother. "More, my love."
The Shield Hero complied, pounding into her with gradual aggression. But as he looked at her his desire to do something more became irresistible. Unable to restrain himself he released his grip on her legs, allowing them to drop, and Naofumi loomed over Mirellia before bringing himself down to kiss her lips as he continued to ravage her.
"Mmm."
Their fingers woven together as they passionately kissed and Naofumi continued to thrust into her, roughly pounding her til "I'm…" the climax was finally reached for both and his seeds were released into Mirellia. Leaving both panting for air with a smile on their lips.
If they found themselves with another Hal the lovers would have been happy.
Sharing in one final kiss, Naofumi collapsed to Mirellia's side.
Mirellia was left exalted, panting for breath with an elated smile as she rested herself on Naofumi's chest. He had supplanted her husband in her heart, impregnated her once—and would have loved the idea of him doing so again—, and enticed passion from her which she had not felt for years. It goes without saying, but if Mirellia did not love him she was close to having such a regard for the Shield Hero.
"My love…" she whispered after a brief pause while relaxing on his chest. "Thank you."
"For what, Mirellia?"
"For restoring the passion in my heart." Mirellia told him, stroking her hand down his chest. "I have longed for such pleasure but have been forced to settle for my duties entertaining me to never believe I would find a competent lover."
Her hand reached his manhood.
Naofumi stroked her cheek, lust returned to his eyes—something Mirellia loved to see—before telling her "I'll help you remember that in spades." and found himself leaning into her lips. As he kissed her lips, the Shield Hero's lips found their way to her breasts. Mirellia mounted him whilst he suckled her. Stroking forward.
"Oh, yes," she moaned passionately. "My love."
Parting from her breast, Naofumi found his way to her lips once more.
They both could use a thorough bathing.
Dawn was fast approaching as Melty stepped down the halls. She had awoken early to begin her duties before she was free to spend time with Filo, thus making her stop at the chamber where her mother was to reside.
She checked on her infant brother, holding him gently in her arms, looking into his green eyes. Melty adored Hal, something about him reminded her of Naofumi in an innocent manner but lacking the harshness of his expression or the perpetual scowl to adorn his visage. Though she often attributed this seeing of similarity to be all her imagination. Given her father's accusation, it was difficult for the second princess to take the idea seriously…at least she could not take it with complete seriousness.
Hal was quiet, taking great pains (or as much as an infant could) to not garner much attention. It was a likable quality—he was so likable that Melty hoped he would not be anything resembling her older sister, Bitch, when he grows older.
Resting her brother in his crib, Melty then makes her way back into the hallway to approach her mother's chamber door.
"Mother?" she whispered, hoping she was not disturbing her mother's rest. Since the birthing, her strength had been slow to recover and Melty wished to do anything which helped her mother to do so in any means.
The room was empty. Melty was prepared to leave when suddenly "Yes…" she heard a moan from the adjacent room for bathing.
There was a crack in the door. Melty crept toward it to peek in.
"Ahh!"
She saw her mother, the Queen of Melromarc, standing on her knees in the bath, leaning back against Naofumi's chiseled chest, reveling in the pleasure of the Shield Hero's manhood invading her from behind. Caressing his hand which was fondling her breast as he thrust into her.
"Yes! Harder, my love!"
Aroused elation was clear in both their expressions as they fornicated in the bath with neither aware they had been discovered.
She watched her mother smile, moaning incessantly "Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhhhh!" as Naofumi continued to push into her.
So…it's true…
She knew at last her mother's lover was Naofumi. Melty had her suspicions of Hal's paternity, with Naofumi certainly being on the list but her father's accusations had made her lose some certainty.
She did not watch them further, finding it more than she could tolerate. She did not intrude onto the scene to berate and castigate her mother as well as her lover, Melty merely retreated quietly to return to her room. It was not traumatizing for her to see, she knew full well what they were doing, having been informed on such things before the summoning of the heroes.
"HAH! OHH! OHH! OHHH! AAAAAHH! AHAHH! AHH! AH! AHH!"
Naofumi ravaged Mirellia swiftly with the passion of a young man as the water splashed, needing to depart hastily but also to leave them both satisfied until they could steal another moment to share alone. Once they had concluded, both brought to complete satisfaction, he shared one last kiss before returning to his room.
As he swiftly departed from the room he swore he saw a miniature figure in the corner of his eye giving him a death glare but when he turned to look he found no one standing there, only empty halls with a patrolling soldier turning down the hall.
Shrugging it off as his imagination he made his way back to his room.
Melty was silent but mentally fuming at the revelation in her mind.
She had noticed a shift in the dynamic between her mother and the shield hero but she never could be convinced it indicated much, and her father's accusations of Hal's paternity made her feel like a fool for thinking anything of it. But to have it confirmed in such a way made her stomach churn. She was fond of the shield hero so that added another level of disgust in the young princess' mind.
Her mother had told Melty once that if she could not secure a child with Naofumi then she would. In simple terms: either Mirellia would have a grandchild, or Melty would have a new sibling. Given that she now had an adorable little brother it was obvious ti state which had happened.
She wanted to confront her mother, but opted to wait for the moment.
Time passed after the revelation and the day progressed. It would not be until she was alone with her mother, separated from the Shield Hero and the guards were just far enough away that Melty felt confident enough to confront her mother.
"Mother." she said abruptly in the midst of drinking tea, "I need to discuss something with you."
Mirellia was concerned, unaware of what was about to be laid at her feet, so naturally she wanted to know the issue right away. "What is bothering you, Melty?"
"Mother…I saw you with Sir Naofumi."
"Heh…?" Mirellia was taken aback. "How do…you mean?"
"I found the two of you in the bath together." Melty explained vaguely. "I did not intend to, but I found the two of you in the throws of passion."
"..." Mirellia was at a loss for words as a result. She knew that her daughter had a crush on the Shield Hero but she still ended up bedding him. It was not an aspect she was proud of. She did not regret what she and Naofumi had done—she did not feel shame for the passionate embraces they exchanged, the carnal bliss they engaged in, nor the words they traded—however she did not much enjoy how it came at the expense of her daughter's feelings.
There was an awkward silence between mother and daughter. Silence which gradually developed an air of misery to it.
Working through the aforementioned awkwardness, Melty forced herself to finally ask "Mother…what are your intentions regarding sir Naofumi?"
"Hmm…?"
"Do you intend to make him the new King of Melromarc?"
"I…" Mirellia did not know how to respond to that.
Melty was far from shy in speaking her mind. "Because I would not be fond of calling the Shield Hero father."
"Melty, I…I did not mean to upset you."
"Do you love him, Mother?"
"Wha…?"
"Do you love Sir Naofumi?"
Again, Mirellia did not know how to respond, only able to think to herself I am a terrible mother.
Melty sighed in disappointment.
Melty would part with her mother to spend time with her half-brother. Mirellia would find herself alone in the confines of her study as the estate. Left alone to her own thoughts—to guilt and second guesses.
As mentioned before, Mirellia felt no inkling of regret for what she had done with Naofumi. She would not undo the passionate embraces which they had shared that had produced her son. He did, however, feel as though she had wronged her daughter in an egregious manner.
She distracted herself briefly with some matters of state but in her eagerness to distance herself mentally from the matter of Melty's grievance she inadvertently breezed through all the matters brought to her attention on that day.
Before long the Shield Hero would come to pay her a visit. His presence birthed a conflict of emotions: lust, regret, joy, lament, delight, and self-disgust.
She still loved Naofumi, she felt desire for him just as strongly as she had before Melty confronted her, but now there was guilt to hold that same yearning at bay
"Sir Naofumi." She met him at the center of the room, attempting to maintain a degree of decorum. Though the Shield Hero's presence did make the endeavor somewhat difficult given all they have done together and produced, she still made an attempt.
Naofumi quickly deduced her change in demeanor. "You okay, Mirellia?" leaning closer to get a more in depth look at her.
Mirellia was eventually brought to admit "My daughter knows of us."
"I see…" the shield hero was not entirely certain how to respond to that. It was certainly not ideal, a good deal of a problem. He doubted she would bring this to the attention of Trash—or, at least, he preferred to believe she would not. Thinking that she had some idea of what would be Hal's lot if her father was to have confirmation of the child's true paternity. Naofumi knew what he would do if Trash even thought of laying a hand on the child—the same thing he promised he would do if anything foul should befall Raphtalia or Filo: Trash would curse the day of his miserable birth. Melty would certainly hate him then.
"I fear I may need to renounce our deeds and love, Sir Naofumi."
"Mirellia…" Naofumi said lowly before leaning closer to kiss her lips. Differently than usual. It was passionate, but more tender than when they typically kissed in the throws of passion. Holding her close to him. Embracing her with more care, as if they were not merely lovers but a loving couple.
She allowed herself to give in once more. Kissing Naofumi back.
"I don't want to let you go." He told her in a whisper. "I don't want you to return to Trash." Stroking her thigh then caressing one of her legs.
Mirellia's eyes widened at his admission "My love…" She knew how he felt towards her—or at the very least suspect there was more than just mere lust in his heart directed toward her—but to hear it said aloud from her lover was a surprise and cause for her to lose any doubt. Grabbing him by the collar to force him back to close proximity so they could once again kiss. As they osculated, Naofumi pressed her against the nearby wall, his hand trembling with excitement as it gripped one of her knees.
Tearing away at their clothes, the Shield Hero told her "I never want to let go of you, I want to do this with you forever." Before latching his lips onto her breast. Meaning every word.
"Sir Naofumi…I love you, your passion, your yearning." Mirellia told him back as he lifted her up to become one with her once again. Watching him suckle at her breast and ravage her once more. Wrapping her limbs around him, she told him "I wish for us to make love until I am barren."
Naofumi thrust hard into her, wanting to show how passionately he felt toward her. "We will. I'm going to make you a mother a fourth time, if I can."
"Yes…yes…do not hold back."
Bringing her to the floor, Naofumi did not have any notion of restraining himself, venting every once of what he could out.
As they gazed at each other's faces, Mirellia had an aroused expression once again. Stroking his chest before he pressed it against her breasts, letting out a series of moans as Naofumi impaled her repeatedly. "Yesss…yes, my love…don't stop…ravage me…release as many seeds into me as you are capable." before the shield hero silenced her with another, passionate kiss.
Naofumi thrust, thrust, and thrust into her body. Feeling himself become lost in the embrace he shared with Mirellia. Making the true depths of his feelings toward her known as strongly and vigorously as he possibly could.
They kissed passionately, wrestling their tongues, permitting adoration and lust to dominate every waking moment they shared in the room together until Naofumi's seeds burst out between Mirellia's legs. Then the shield hero collapsed onto her.
They remained motionless in that moment, with Mirellia smiling as she felt some of the seeds down between her legs with the hard shaft still imaling between her legs.
"Mirellia…" Naofumi struggled to string his words together between his pants for air. "I'll deal with our problem. Let me try and talk with Melty."
Mirellia had her doubts, but was not sure what else there was for her to do.
"Very well." Mirellia kissed him. "I leave the matter in your hands, my love." And they lay there for a moment—waiting for their bodies to recover from their passionate fornication.
Dressing himself back up, the Shield Hero went on the hunt for the second princess. Naofumi found Melty with relative ease. She was not hard to comprehend in terms of where she would be. Mirellia had not told him, but he was able to guess. Coming upon the princess playing with her half-brother—with Naofumi's son—who was still acquainting himself with his fingers.
"Shield Hero." She greeted him coldly. Keeping her eyes on her brother. Doing everything she could not to look at him. To not be reminded of what she had seen, how he was violating the sanctity of her parents' marriage. "If you are seeking my mother, she is in her study."
"I know." Naofumi told her, sounding more serious than usual. "I came to talk to you." Not surprising Melty much.
She had anticipated this. She knew that her mother would have to discuss things with her lover—either to end their love affair or come together stronger than ever and decide how to resolve the matter (having hoped for the former)—so now she would chide Hal's father.
"If this is about my catching the two of you in the act, I am not in the wrong here." he began, much to Naofumi's frustration. "You have taken advantage of my mother in a vulnerable state and I will not stand for it."
"Advantage…? Who do you think I am—Motoyasu?"
"I can understand that Father has wronged you, but impregnating my mother—the Queen of melromarc—is going too far." she continued, unaware she had hit a nerve.
"That's why you think that happened?" his voice sounded almost offended in tone. And he was, but not for the reasons Melty might have presumed. Not even offended for the accusation against him, but offended for Mirellia. "You honestly think I would use your mother to get back at your old man?" Admittedly it began as an impulsive expression of attraction, then a desire to savor the feeling of being alive, but Naofumi had not ever perceived Mirellia—not once—as a means of revenge. He did want her to himself, but he cared for her. "Melty, this was never about your father or settling some vendetta."
"Do you love her?" Melty blurted out abruptly. "Do you love my mother as a woman?"
"Of course I do."
Melty's face went pale. She was shocked, but it was true. Naofumi did, in his own way, love Mirellia. He never wanted to lose, especially now that she had given birth to his son.
"Melty, if I didn't, do you think I would have slept with her? Let alone continue to do so without using it as ammo against trash once or twice" he did not shy from it and was straight to the point. "I do love Mirellia. I want to be with her every chance I get."
At that, Melty fell silent. It was not as if she expected him to say something to the effect of yes to her accusation. But she also did not expect him to make such a declaration. "I see…" he muttered. "Doe this mean I should begin calling you 'father?'"
"No. Of course not." Naofumi assured her. "I'm not your father. Trash is. I'm not aspiring to replace him."
"I…." Melty pinched the bridge of her nose. He was not even beginning to alleviate her anger. But Melty was not so much mad at her mother and the Shield hero as she was that she now knew—that she was aware of their ongoing royal affair—and she not could never unknow it. She perhaps could have been happy for her mother. Her father had more than devolved into embarrassment and thus she could imagine her mother had lost any love she once felt for him so perhaps it was imaginable for her eyes to begin to wander in search of someone suited to satisfy her need. But she wished it had been any one else. "Very well. I will not inform any one of what I witnessed but at least attempt to conceal this better."
"Understood."
Naofumi prepared to leave when she asked one other question "Do Filo or Raphtalia know of this?"
"Um…no." Naofumi was ignorant as to why she thought he would divulge that information to his party. He was trying to keep this a secret after all.
Melty sighed disappointedly.
Melty and her custodians joined the Shield Hero's party at the beach. As she watched, holding her half-brother in hand, Filo and them approached, she noticed a particularly scowling face absent. So she asked "Where is Sir Naofumi?"
"Mr. Naofumi said he needed to speak with the Queen for a moment." Raphtalia told them.
"I…I see." Melty knew instantly where they had gotten off to. But still she chose to lie. "They are probably discussing matters of state."
"Yes…" Mirellia moaned as she was pressed against the rocks, her fingers clinging to the rocks as water splashed into her and Naofumi. "Yesss. Aaahhh!" Her posterior bounced against Naofumi's waist as his manhood ravaged her from behind. Holding her by the waist with a smile. Feeling pleasure reverberates throughout every fiber of her being.
Suddenly she was pulled away from the rock and into Naofumi's hold. Reclining her back against his chiseled chest. Feeling one hand grip tightly to her left breast as he whispered "Let's make this a memorable vacation.
"I agree, sir Naofumi." Mirellia smiled as she glanced over her shoulder to face him, leaning her lips into a kiss.
Parting their lips, Mirellia smirked as she told him "Now it is my turn at leading." Before bringing him to the beachy shore, where she rested him on sand and mounted him. Stroking her hips back and forth with an aroused expression "My love…ah!...ah!" and bucking her hips whilst Naofumi groped her breasts.
"Mirellia…" the Shield Hero moaned, jerking up with a smile as he admired her body. Kissing her as the Queen continued to ride him like a saddle. Wrapping an arm around the waist of her voluptuous body.
Parting from his lips, the Queen gazed up at the beautiful sky, smiling whilst she moaned back to him "Sir Naofumi…" and stroked her hip forward into him. Having some intuition that she would be bearing another child soon. Before long leaning back into his lips for an enthralling kiss. "I beseech you, my love, impregnate me once more."
Spinning them to his left, finding himself once again on top, Naofumi told her with a smile "My pleasure." before he began to thrust more intensely into her as her arms clung to him. She would have another child, he would ensure that. If he could help it, Naofumi would spend every waking day shagging her until she began to gray.
Before her stay in the region was concluded, Mirellia would find herself again in the early stages of bearing the fruit of the Shield Hero's loins.
In the midst of their passionate fornication, as Naofumi and Mirellia dedicated their every waking moments of (what they presumed was) isolation to feeling alive and pleasure erupted between them, an exquisite beauty's head protruded out from the water.
It was Sadeena.
She had accompanied the Shield Hero's party to visit the retreat but had taken to exploring the local waters. It was by chance she had caught the two lovers—who remained ignorant of her existence, for they were too lost in their passionate embrace with their fingers interlocked to notice her—in the adulterous act; and upon witnessing it could only think to mutter to herself "What have we here?" with a smile.
The following morning Naofumi was sore. His waist felt as if it was seconds away from collapsing within him. He and Mirellia spent so much time in a union that he was barely able to walk, however, he forced himself to endure.
Mirellia had the fortune of a carriage and seclusion. Naofumi was not so fortunate.
Sadeena noticed, leaning herself closer in the carriage, she asked in a whisper "Are you feeling well, Naofumi?"
"Fine." he grumbled. "I just can't wait to return to the village."
"Some rest will do you well, perhaps." She rested a hand on his shoulder. "Or would you prefer to take a chance of staying at the castle?"
That caused Naofumi to glance at her curiously.