Navia solemnly walked the sandy road, funeral bouquet in hand. Today, she visited her father on the anniversary of his death. As she approached the cemetery, she wondered what he'd think of Fontaine today. It had changed from back then. So had she. Hopefully for the better.

Navia rounded the hill when she heard a familiar voice. Peaking around, she was surprised to find Aether. He stood before her father's tombstone. Curious, Navia decided to hang back and watch a while longer.

"I wish I could've met you, Callas" he said. "Navia speaks so highly of you all the time. She misses you. I can only hope you're resting well knowing the disappearance case has been solved."

Aether wiped his nose. He knelt, gazing at the stone.

"Thank you for making Navia. She means the world to me. She's kind, strong, smart, and I'm so grateful she's a part of my life. I'll do whatever it takes to make her happy. I promise."

He placed a blue flower beside the stone. Clasping his hands, Aether prayed. Navia couldn't make out any of his words. But when he finished, he bowed. For a while nothing stirred. Aether got up and walked towards the ebbing waves, vanishing down the shoreline.

Navia went to her father's resting place.

"He's a good man, papa, you would've loved him."

She lay the flowers on the soil and bowed in prayer. Navia would always miss her parents. But for the first time she could remember, as she prayed, Navia did not mourn.

Tubby's Notes:

Name: Navia Caspar

Occupation: President of the Spina de Rosula

Profile: She's a strong, independent young woman. Keeping her parents' organization afloat all these years is nothing short of a miracle. Despite everything she has lost, Navia is bright, cheerful, and resilient. Many in the Spina de Rosula speak of her as a "big sister" who checks in on everyone.

I find her slightly more wholesome than horny. Why only slightly? Ever since she met Aether, she's consistently called him "partner." Initially, she meant partner to mean "accomplice," but her meaning behind the moniker partner quickly changed. No other woman quite staked their claim on him like that.

Also, Navia likes baking. We had an incident once where she got Aether to engage in some "food play," and I'm still vacuuming crumbs out the mattress to this day!

He entered her house to a very nice smell. Something was baking. Aether followed the scent to the kitchen where a truly exquisite sight awaited. Navia bent over to place a tray of macrons into the oven. She was naked.

Her wondrous, round posterior made him salivate as she bobbed it up and down. She flexed her ass cheeks, exposing her vagina and her butt hole. Aether's throat went dry.

Navia closed the oven. She stretched her hands high over her head, letting out a satisfied groan. She turned, feigning surprise as she saw him.

"My goodness! How long have you been here?"

"Long enough," he said.

"Well come on! I need help here."

Aether barely heard her. He was far too busy studying her breasts. Full and round, with perky pink nipples that had grown exponentially. She rolled on her feet a bit, showing off the way her breasts jiggled whenever she moved.

So, tantalizing…

Navia clicked her tongue. She sashayed over to him. Each step shook those perfect hips. Navia backed him against the wall. Her foot slammed down beside his head, pinning him down. Grabbing his scarf, she pulled him in for a kiss.

"Hello, partner," she whispered. "Let's have fun today, okay?"

"Geeze, Navia. I didn't know you could be so forward."

"Is it too much?"

"Hell no! I love this side of you."

"Good. Now, I can't be the only one naked here."

Navia slipped off his belt and scarf. She lowered her leg, gave him a wink, and sauntered back to the kitchen. Aether removed his shirt, pants, and his underwear. He hurried in that kitchen. Navia sat on the counter, legs folded at the thigh. She studied his naked form, grinning luridly as she ogled his chest and his erection.

"Like what you see?" he said. Aether flexed his biceps, which made her bite her lip.

"Oh I do." She slipped off the counter, making her way to him. She fondled his nipples, twisting the tips. "Hmm, you got harder. Now what if I…" she prodded and flicked his belly button with her thumb. His cock twitched. Navia went down, down, and grabbed his testicles.

"Navia," he gasped, "that feels good."

"I'm glad." She paused. Her brown eyes rose to his. "Aether? Are you sure this isn't too much? It's just…I really want you."

"I've been looking forward to this too."

Navia pressed her lips to his balls and kissed them both.

"Aether? Can you promise me something? When this quest of yours finally comes to its end, let's spend some time together. I'd…" she blushed nervously. "I'd like children."

Aether knelt, taking her hands into his own. "You'll have them."

"Promise?"

Aether rolled his wrist. Somehow as if by magic, a wedding ring appeared. Aether slipped the ring onto her finger.

"Promise."

Navia stared at the ring, mouth agape. The ring fit her perfectly. Intricately engraved with Fontaine motifs, it shimmered a bright silvery hue. The lustrous agate gem in its center bore the Spina de Rosula's symbol.

"Oh, Aether…this is…thank you."

"Is that a yes?"

"Absolutely. Oh, and you better get the others pregnant too! Our kids should have plenty of playmates."

"I agree," he said. His nose twitched. "Navia! The macrons!"

They rushed to the oven. Miraculously, they managed to salvage the macrons from total destruction. They shared a delightful, naked breakfast. The delicious food was bolstered by their pleasant conversation and their matching nudity. Aether could look at Navia's body forever. The feeling was mutual judging by the way she ogled him.

"Gods," she said with a grin. "If I made the laws in Fontaine, it would be illegal for you to wear clothes. I'd have you go around completely naked whenever you came to visit."

"That might make adventuring kind of hard."

"True, true. Alas." Navia picked up their trays and headed to the kitchen. "By the way, Aether, would you like some dessert?"

"Dessert? I didn't see you cook anything else—"

Navia returned with whip cream. She squirted the white cream onto her nipples and crotch. Three red cherries she planted on each spot. Then, she sprayed the cream down her thighs and put a dollop on her toes. Navia laid on the table, resting her hands behind her head.

"Bon Appetit!"

Aether ran his tongue down her long, slender leg. Her tender skin coupled with the sweet cream had an irresistible flavor. He made sure to clean every inch, sucking on each toe in pure reverence.

Navia giggled. He licked up, up her thigh, all the way to that cherry atop her crotch. Aether lapped her right up. Tongue swirling the wondrous treat. The fruity cherry paired wondrously with the soft cream and her arousal. Grasping those hips, he brought his tongue inside her.

"Oh yes," she moaned. Navia locked her ankles around his head, trapping him inside her. She fondled her breast and stoked the vulva. With every moan, Aether went deeper. Aether's nails dug into her supple thighs. Nose pressed to her womanhood, he soaked in her musk.

Her walls contracted. Navia arched her back and spurted on his face. The salty concoction trickled down his throat. Aether swallowed it all, not wasting a single drop of that precious nectar.

Navia lay panting on her back.

He was still hungry. Aether licked up her vulva to her belly button, planting butterfly kisses across her stomach. Then, he reached those nipples. Coated in whip cream, engorged with arousal, they were mouthwatering.

Aether latched on, suckling her skin. He massaged her tits, stimulating her even more. He alternated between suckling and biting the tips, to lapping up her areolas. The effect it had on Navia was undeniable. She moaned in approval. Her body contorted in ecstasy. She loved this just as much as him.

"Enjoy them while you can," she whispered. "Soon, our children will be playing with them."

Aether switched to her other breast. The wonderful, round mounds were squishy like Jello. Whenever he squeezed it, the whole thing jiggled. He nibbled the tip, making her yelp. Using his teeth, he pulled it out. The tip snapped back into place and the whole boob wobbled.

Aether smacked his lips.

"Delicious," he said. "Now, let's move on to the main course."

Aether crawled up until his mouth hung over hers. They kissed. Her breasts, big and round, pressed flat against his chest. Her smooth skin felt so cool against his. And her lips…her lips were divine: full and sweet, he kissed every inch of them. She bit his upper lip. Hands intertwined, their fingers laced, they lapped up one another.

He entered her.

It was the single best thing he ever tasted. He went back for seconds, thirds, fourths, and fifths. This food he couldn't get enough of. And he'd never be full.

They'd certainly made a mess. Navia could barely tell what was whip cream and what was cum. Every corner of her house had been painted white. Cleaning up would be a real pain. Not that she'd regret it.

Cuddled into Aether's broad chest, savoring its every rise and fall. And loving the sensation of his cock still hard inside her. Navia grinned. Her partner was one heck of a lover.

She studied his wonderful face, thinking back to that day she'd seen him at her father's grave. Navia hoped her dad knew she was alright now. She'd found herself a partner.

But she also hoped her dad hadn't just seen all that.

Aether blinked awake. A smile spread across his face. "Hey, partner."

"Hey, 'partner.'" This time, she knew he understood what she truly meant by partner. Kissing her cheek, he ran his fingers through her long light brown hair. She seized his other hand, directing his palm to rest atop her red buttock. As he squeezed the skin, Navia bit her lip. Oh, this was too good.

"So, 'partner,'" he said. "It's about lunchtime. Shall we?"

The partners shared a hearty, sweaty lunch. The ingredients were perfection. Their recipe was beyond all compare. It was simply the kind of dish one could never stop eating: sweet, addictive, and baked with love.