Summary:

When you see something you did not intend to, it is very difficult to forget, let alone ignore...

Notes:

Fire Emblem and all of its characters belong to Nintendo and Intelligent Systems. I own nothing nor do I claim to.

This chapter was written by vic1992 from Fiver.c o m

I also had editing help from other sources but they wish to be anonymous. Still, thank you for the help. Hope to get more from you.

All characters are 18+ as in all of my stories.

Chapter 2: A Craving Hard To Whisk

It took Lucina a while to calm down after what she had seen.

The Ylissean Crown Princess laid curled up in her enormous royal bed, shifting left and right with her knees flexed upward, as the vivid images she had caught of her sister's experience with their father's tactician flowed in her mind still.

Accident or no, she had violated her little sister's privacy and seen her have sex. What's more, it was someone who Lucina knew! She already knew Cynthia had been spending a suspiciously long time alone with Robin. Of course she had suspicions of her little sister's feisty behavior and natural bluntness that had made Robin take an interest in her, but she had no idea they had been together in such an intimate way.

Shockingly, an immediate reaction had been that the tactician had tricked her sweet and playful little sister. She thought it was her dutiful role as the older sister to feel naturally compelled to protect Cynthia against anyone who would take advantage of her. But it had been quickly dispelled.

Now that she was reliving the scene in the privacy of her bedroom, she thought it was actually her who had been taking the lead into their sensual encounter. The more Lucina had seen, the more it seemed Robin had taken a passive role against her little sister's advances, capricious caresses, and devious hands. Moreover, she knew Robin was just, steadfast, a personal friend of her father, King Chrom, and one of the most admirable and reliable people among the entire realm. He was, in Lucina's opinion, a man any maiden, noble or not, would dream of being with. Was she being overprotective then? Cynthia had obviously been enjoying herself, and perhaps she had always misunderstood their relationship thinking they were taking things slower.

With that in mind, Lucina had no real reason to be as worked up as she was. It was an honest mistake and she was happy for her sister. At least, it wouldn't have been a problem if she hadn't found herself unable to look away. She had stayed there, watching them from a small opening in the door leading into the tactician's office, her little sister bouncing naked over Robin's enormous cock like it was nothing, and with such a joyful expression. The images were flashing in her eyes again, this time accompanied by the echoes of her loud moans and the way Robin's fingers pressed hard against Cynthia's large butt cheeks.

Without intending it, she bit her lip as her heart beat faster. Her cheeks flared up brightly and she had rubbed her thighs together, watching the spectacle like an uninvited guest. They had been far too busy to see her, and would've hardly noticed even if the door had been wide open. The screams and sounds coming from them had been magically dampened, but she had still been able to hear some of it, and it still echoed inside her head.

Now, Lucina was lying in bed trying to sleep and make the memories go away, but to no avail. She turned to her side and embraced one of the huge pillows she had in her bed, holding it tightly against her body. She rubbed her thighs, enjoying the soft sensation of her nightgown rubbing against her skin. But she was also feeling a steamy desire that awoke inside of her. Her skin turned feverish and her heart pounded fast in her chest, just the same as it had been when she watched them from the other side of the door.

It was useless lying to herself: She had enjoyed watching her little sister have sex, and now she couldn't stop thinking about it.

She had to recognize she felt some attraction to Robin before. Seeing him always cheered her up like her sister, partly because of his heroic deeds during the war and partly because of his looks and trusting demeanor… But she knew better, and yet, it increased more after earlier which shocked her. She was resisting the thoughts of feeling attracted to him. It was her sister's boyfriend after all! Even though she was sure most of her female friends were still crushing on the tactician. But seeing him perform sexually had aroused her in a way she couldn't control. The fact that someone she also trusted like Cynthia had taken so much pleasure from him only meant he was probably incredible at it. Just thinking about it was intoxicating.

"Haaahh…" she clung harder to her pillow, enjoying the cool feeling the fabric of it against her warm, damp skin. Perspiration dripped from her face, and she tried closing her eyes to sleep, but it only made her see her sister's delighted expression much clearer. The unfamiliar sensation of desire wasn't fading away. On the contrary, it seemed to only get worse, somewhere deep between her legs and the princess sucked in her lips hard as if she was in pain. She attempted to move her hand and reach for the spot, but her arm trembled in doubt. She had never done anything like that before. It was terrible not knowing how to relieve the fiery lust that was burning her from the inside out. But even though she knew it was a natural need every human being had, she simply had never done it. Back in her own time the calamity of the fell dragon Grima had brought the world to devastation and despair, and desires like those she had now weren't common in anyone she ever knew. Now that she was in peaceful times things were different, but her past had rendered her unable to come forth and face her inner desires properly and it was agonizing for her, especially since it concerned two of the people she trusted.

But time eventually went by and she fell into a restless sleep.

The sun of the morning welcomed her to a new day and she found herself still longing for relief of some kind, with the images of Cynthia and Robin having sex still fresh in her mind. But she had to compose herself and face her royal duties. Her morning bath was the most difficult part of the day, brushing off her desires and smiting her lusty fever with ice cold water pouring over her head.

Over the next couple of days, Lucina took care of her duties as a princess quickly over the morning making the nobles in the court of Ylisstol praised her intelligence and rational attitude to make decisions with swift and fair judgment.

Every spare moment she saw Robin or Cynthia (or both), subconscious or otherwise, she would follow them from a distance, in hopes of finding out more about their relationship. Sure enough, stalking them in such a manner allowed her to see not only how much the two loved each other, but more important for Lucina, how attracted they were to each other. The two of them simply couldn't keep their hands off the other, every time they spent time together and with the rest of the nobility, and Lucina could only stare longingly and jealously at their intimate physical contact. She was smitten by their feelings, by their affection, longing to feel as they felt and feel the same pleasure they had felt during that night she had stumbled on them in the act.

She pondered whether or not she was jealous of Cynthia to the point of craving Robin's romancing all to herself, but the thought died as swiftly as it had been born. It was too horrible a thought to dwell on such a selfish thing. She was happy that her sister had found someone. She really was, but she couldn't deny the envy boiling inside of her. But she also knew that she couldn't go on like this, acting like a woman in puberty at best and Tharja at worst. It was not behavior fitting of the Crown Princess. Despite her unresolved feelings, using the same grit that had allowed her to fight Grima, she left her sister be with Robin.

The nights would continue in a similar vein, sometimes milder in their intensity. But when she found herself alone in her room, the images and voices returned in her mind.

That one night she happened to stumble upon them, being so close and intimate in their affection, seemed to haunt Lucina's mind every time she tried to get some rest. It wasn't exactly a secret how closer Cynthia and Robin had got after the war was over, but who could've thought her little sister would have a craving for such intense pleasure? Lucina had never seen anything like it, despite having heard some heated stories from Tharja about passionate lovers and how they chose to express those feelings. She never thought any of those stories could be real, let alone believe the most vivid example would come from her sister. Or was she under some hex? No. It wasn't probable, especially since Cynthia wasn't behaving in any strange way and was still as upbeat and impatient as ever. If anyone would know it would be her, since they shared lessons in all from politics, diplomacy, economy and etiquette. But still, the images of her sister pleasing Robin wouldn't subside.

Lucina stepped out of her bed, unable to sleep, and went to the bathing room where a basin full of water rested under a bronze aquamanile with the shape of a lion. She splashed her face with fresh water in an attempt to cool down, sending a shiver down her spine, and tried to clear her mind by staring at the ripples on the water before they eventually cleared and turned the surface into a mirror. The room was barely lit by a single candle placed on a small table next to the basin, but she could still see her face was still red, and the cold tiles on the floor on which her bare feet stood did as little as the fresh water to cool the hotness that irradiated from inside her. Perhaps it was her and not Cynthia who had fallen under some spell or curse. What if she actually had the same cravings and the whole situation was urging her to act on them? It was certainly not the way a proper member of the royal family of Ylisse would conduct themselves, let alone the firstborn daughter of King Chrom, who was expected all righteous and proper.

She grinded her hand against her mouth, biting her index finger preventing herself from panting as the images overflowed her mind again. She couldn't escape them. How could Cindy mind so little about anyone finding out about her relationship with Robin? What if anyone else had seen them? Perhaps the nomads like Noire, or even a shameless flirt like Virion would've turned a blind eye, but if someone like Vaike or Frederick had spotted them, they would have immediately put Chrom on alert. It was improper for a princess to have a relationship with the King's tactician, especially if they were best friends and core allies… wasn't it? Gah! Cynthia was just so careless about everything!

Sighing, she went for the bed again and laid there for a while, this time without covering herself with the thick blankets to stay a little cooler. She gazed at the window on the eastern wall of her chambers, a long vertical crystal rectangle from which the moon and stars could be seen, despite being a slightly cloudy night, and she took one lock of her long blue hair and twirled it, imitating the caresses her mother used to do to her when she couldn't sleep back then when she was still little. The way she stroked her own hair made her feel a bit dozy, and her eyelids got heavier and heavier… until she opened them upon the guttural and gagging noises she heard coming from Cynthia's royal quarters. She was there again, cautiously peering inside her bedroom. She couldn't believe it as everything came back to her mind on what she saw earlier this night.

Robin had grabbed her little sister by the pigtails and just kept thrusting his hips forward, shoving his large member inside her mouth, as Cynthia gagged at how deep and forceful he was thrusting it in, and she gripped both his ass cheeks to endure all his might. Lucina had never seen her sister or the tactician behave so immodest and nasty. In fact, if not for the vigorous way Cynthia rubbed her crotch as she let her own juices flow out of her sex, she would've thought he was being unnecessarily forceful on her, going as far as suffocate her with his cock. But Cynthia was obviously enjoying having his member ramming in and out her throat, deeper and faster every time, and Lucina could tell from both the moans she muffled with her occupied mouth and the fast pace her fingers rubbed her small pink pussy, yearning for release of her own. She had found herself unable to move, unable to look away and instead could only keep on staring as if she was in a trance, longing and yearning, while the couple got rougher. All she could do during the entire episode was to rub her legs together, as a tingly feeling coursed throughout her body; while one of her hands covered her mouth to prevent any pant or exhale reach the lovers, and the other made a fist grabbing the lower end of her tunic, near the region where she kept rubbing her thighs together on and on, precisely as she was doing right now in the privacy of her chambers, recollecting every detail of her intrusion to her sister's privacy.

There was a moment during her sister's oral pleasure session when Robin began panting harder and harder, nearing his limit. His eyes remained shut and he gritted his teeth about to climax, when Cynthia pressed her large breasts against the place where his testicles were, rubbing them against them as well as her nipples, all of it while still pleasuring herself with her fingers with one hand and gripping his cheek with the other, along with devouring his big fat cock as deep as she could inside her throat. His mouth exhaled in ecstatic pleasure just as a jolt coursed inside Lucina, indicating he was about to reach orgasm, and came hard inside Cynthia's mouth with a guttural growl like no animal or Risen could match, which nearly wet Lucina at the sound. Her sister's mouth became overflowed with his seed, but his growl had also driven her pussy to the edge as she muffled a groan and her sex burst into a wet watery eruption on her hand.

Back in her bed, Lucina felt her own face and body got intensely hot upon recollecting all that had occurred during that night. Shutting her eyes, she prays to Naga to whisk her heated desires away from her. The very same tingly sensation that poured from her groin when she saw Robin's white essence drip from the corner of Cynthia's mouth was coming back to her, and she placed her hands together, mentally making a plea for the Divine Dragon to cleanse her soul from such wild desires.

"Please. Please, dearest Naga, leader of the Divine Dragons…" she said to herself, wishing with all her heart the goddess could hear her. "…grant me the rest my mind and body need, whisk these thoughts away from me…"

There was moment of absolute silence in the castle then, not even the wind blowing through the windows could be heard, and Lucina's heart filled with joy, thinking it was an answer from the heavens so she could find sleep on that restless night. So she opened her eyes and found herself staring at her rectangular window. Outside, the moon and the stars were almost in the exact same position as if no time had elapsed at all.

The next morning was uneasy. There was a moment during the night when she had closed her eyes thinking that she was blinking. And the next, one of the royal stewards in charge of aiding her in her morning routine was waking her up, placing her clothes for the day in a cushioned chair she had next to her bed and preparing her morning bath. When she got up and looked at her reflection in the mirror, she wasn't surprised to see she had bags under her eyes, and her hair seemed more than a bit messy. The vivid memories of Cynthia giving oral pleasure to Robin seemed to be engraved in her brain, and she realized that she didn't want to come down to the castle and meet them in person after spying on their privacy as she had done. But there was no other thing she could do, since she was still committed to her duties as a princess in both education and practice. So, she did the best she could and bathed in cold water, hoping it would wake her up and cool her feverish skin down before descending to the main hall where breakfast was served.

Dressed in the blue tunic, leather gloves, and trousers she usually wore during weekdays, as well as her usual thigh high boots, she went down the stairs towards the main hall still distracted. Thinking about her haunting memories, she didn't realize she bumped into a cloaked individual who was coming from another corridor.

"My apologies milord" she said, without taking the time to properly address the person, since she was getting a tad late for breakfast.

"No harm done, Princess. And may I say, there's no need for formalities either" said a familiar voice from under the cloak which made Lucina's head spin.

"Robin!?"

The white-haired tactician drew a gentle smile on his face, bowing before Lucina in a respectful manner. The images of the man gritting his teeth before letting his essence burst out of his massive member rushed to the princess' head, and her beautiful face turned red as a tomato instantly.

"I-I…Robin! …I mean, s-sir…" words accumulated in her mouth, but she was so nervous she could only mumble fragments of them.

"Oh? Are you feeling well this morning Lucina? You seem to have caught a fever…" said Robin, taking a step towards her and placing the back of his hand on her forehead to feel her temperature. "You're a bit warmer than you should be… have you seen your Aunt Lissa? I'm sure she'll be able to find a cure for you" he added, with a hint of concern on his voice.

Her heart pounded hard inside her chest, as if it was about to explode. She swallowed nervously before replying. "I'm fine! I just had a rough night. I couldn't sleep much…" she said, avoiding eye contact with him, placing her hands behind her back in an unconscious gesture.

"Oh yeah?" he questioned, still a bit worried. "You take your royal duties very seriously, don't you? I'm sure Chrom and Sumia feel immensely proud of you. But don't stay up too late with your studies, it might take a toll on you" he advised, and Lucina appreciated his concern and wisdom. It was easy to see why so many maidens sighed when Robin was around… "Have you had breakfast? I'm going there myself, we can walk there if you want" he said.

"Aaaah! Robin, I…" she muttered, but before she could reply, a loud familiar voice interrupted her.

"How about the three of us walk there, huh?" Cynthia had caught up with them, appearing from the same corridor Robin was coming from, a detail that Lucina in her state of mind noticed instantly. "Good morning honey!" she said before delivering a kiss on the tactician's lips that not even he expected. "And good morning to you too, Sis! What are we having for breakfast today? I'm starving! I hope there are still some quail eggs. Yesterdays were delicious!" she exclaimed, while taking Robin by the arm and pulling him towards the staircase that led to the hall. Lucina stayed behind, unsure of what to do. If it was awkward for her to see her sister get so touchy and affectionate to Robin, now it was only going to be worse. Why on Earth did she have to be the one who found them that night? She began walking slowly down the steps, keeping some distance from the couple, who had stopped twiddling with each other's fingers as soon as some nobles of the court were visible on the lower floor.

Lucina sat with the rest of her family in the highest table of the hall. Her father, Chrom, liked to have his meals with the rest of the court and commanders, since he thought it not only bridged the gap from royalty to nobility, but it allowed trust to build in all areas of ruling, from crops to trade and the military. He discussed some of the affairs of the day with Lord Frederick, who looked unusually small in his grey tunic instead of the massive armor he used to wear during the campaign. Robin of course was at his left side as his most trusted advisor. Her sky-blue eyes drifted between the white haired tactician and her younger sister and not missing any of their looks of desire, or the playful japes Cynthia made to Robin, which elicited a small smile from the King.

To Lucina's side, her little sister ate generously as ever, shoving a huge chunk of chicken pie in her mouth and the older princess caught a comment from their mother, Queen Sumia.

"Easy there, you might choke on it!" claimed her worried mother, seeing how the girl seemingly swallowed the chunk whole without chewing. "Sometimes Cindy, I think of how you might eat as much as the generals, or maybe even Stahl!" she said laughing.

"Hey come on, Mom!" replied Cynthia annoyed. "You know Pegasus Knights must have the right amount of food in our belly. How else are we supposed to ride them properly?"

"Of course dear, but you're going to ride one, not the whole team!" she said, and everyone on the table burst into laughter, even Cynthia.

Everything seemed awfully normal; a typical breakfast for the royal family, except for the fact that Lucina remained quiet during the entire meal. She ordered two large cups of red tea, a stimulant beverage regularly drank by those needing the energy to endure long daily journeys.

Lucina wondered what it would be like to have someone all for herself, or to devote her entire self to another person in body and soul, being so close and intimate they could share a unique connection. Would she become immodest and loud like her younger sister? Or would she keep a lower profile and give in to her feelings in the privacy of their chambers, hers and her lover's? She had a sip of tea, and held the cup a little longer than needed in her lips, pouring over Robin's smile and easy tone when he spoke to Cynthia. Would anyone speak to her like that?

Frederick's low voice shook her out of her meditations. "I'd like to remind you two…" he said in his customary formal tone when addressing the princesses, "…of your morning duties with the master of stewards. Today you will spend the morning studying the formations and strategies used in the early days of the Plegian War. You'll be dismissed for the rest of the day, since tomorrow we might go on an excursion to test your horse riding skills, understood?"

They both nodded in everyone was taking off, Lucina didn't miss how Robin whispered something to Cynthia's ear, which made her hop in excitement as she squeezed his hand and delivered a peck on his lips when no one except Lucina was looking. She finished her tea and got up too, resigned to face her daily routine as best as she could manage.

The history and military maneuvers of the early war were subjects that would have normally fascinated Lucina, especially since back in her own time she used to devour entire books that spoke of the deeds and feats of their parents. But it was impossible to concentrate on anything with Cynthia sitting by her side. As for Cynthia…it was impossible for her to concentrate on anything she didn't deemed fun, or amusing at the least, so she kept on making some jokes over the lesson being taught to them. The master of stewards, a middle aged man with a thick white mustache, took out several maps and thin layers of paper to draw the lines over them, representing the movements of squadrons and regiments to resist the Plegian assaults in an attempt to keep them both interested, but all Lucina could pull herself together to do was to take some scribbled notes and force herself to remember some of the words spoken by their teacher.

"It's sooo hot in here!" Cynthia said after a couple of hours in the lesson. It was nearing noon now, and she was using a sheet of paper as a fan, in an attempt to stop the drops of sweat from dotting her face. Lucina merely nodded, without looking at her. "You're way too good at this Sis! There's no way I could write as much as you do, maybe you could share your notes with me later?" she said in an almost pleading voice. Lucina nodded again, staring at the parchment on the desk. Cynthia rested her chin on her palm and gazed across the window, mindlessly placing her pencil on her lips, bored.

It was as if a jolt of lightning had fell upon Lucina as soon as she looked upon her sister. It was the exact position she had held Robin's thick rod during the night she had caught more than a glimpse of them having sex, and her lips were pressed against her face just like when she pressed his glans against them, eager to drain him of his juices. The only thing missing was the milky liquid dripping from the edge of her lips down to her enormous breasts.

"I believe I've finished with the general outlook of the Ylissian defense!" she exclaimed suddenly, getting up from her seat. Cynthia looked at her confused, but the master of stewards read her notes carefully when she approached his desk. "May I be excused for today?" she hastily stammered. Her teacher checked her notes and nodded, granting her permission to leave. She rushed for the lavatories located in the same floor where she splashed her face with fresh water. If this is how things were going to be from now on, it was going to be unbearable. What was happening to her? Why couldn't she let it go?

'Well no one in their sane mind could so easily forget seeing their little sister having rough sex with their father's best friend,' said a voice in her mind. But it was none of her concern, despite knowing both of them, and it was definitely wrong to feel as if she was burning up inside every time she thought about the incident!

Again, she prayed to the good Naga to make her uneasiness be lifted from her. And again, silence befell her.

Dejected, she sighed and took a moment to sit on the cold stony floor as she covered her face with her hands, massaging the sides of her head trying to relax. It was more difficult than she anticipated. She thought the night she'd had to endure was grim! No, it was foretelling of things to come. It was fortunate no one entered the lavatory she was in and saw her in that state. But in the depths of uncertainty, a small glimmer of determination flourished: to put a brave face against the awkwardness she felt for them both. Now that she was thinking about it, it wasn't like they had done that with the sole purpose to dismay her, and certainly not to betray the trust her beloved father placed on them. They just loved each other after all. Maybe it was she who couldn't deal with it, thinking wrongly it was a sort of misconduct to express love in the way they did, but actually she was the one who had invaded their privacy, wasn't she?

The bells on the western tower of the castle rang loudly announcing mid-day, and little by little she overheard people walking down the halls wondering what would be served for lunch. She couldn't stay hidden in the lavatory forever, right? But still, she felt a little void in her upper central abdomen when she got out from there and walked down the corridor that lead to the main staircase cautiously, trying not to draw too much attention to herself. Maybe it would be best for her to have a meal on her own instead of forcing herself to endure seeing Robin and Cynthia together.… She was sure one of the stewards wouldn't have a problem if she required one meal served in her own room. After all, it was one of the perks of being a princess. And so she did, she delivered a note to one of the guards near the staircase in which she ordered her meal to be delivered to her room, and minutes later she had a bowl of creamed onions with diced pork well placed in a silver platter on the desk she usually did her scholarly assignments.

Speaking of which, it was probably worth getting ahead now that she was in her room. Lucina took out the platter and then placed some scrolls of parchment on the desk, as well as ink, quill and a world map which had colorized the territory of Ylisse and Plegia. She began reading the notes she had taken during her class earlier that morning. At first, everything seemed to work fine. Reviewing the lesson imparted by the master of stewards wasn't precisely hard work considering how interested she felt regarding the exploits of her parents.

But it wasn't long before she heard Cynthia's voice in her head and recalled the way she had placed the pencil against her lips and of course, how it reminded her of Robin's member. How they both had been together, when she stood by the door watching, burning on the inside... Anguished, she shook her head and tried to carry on with the lesson, but every time she had some progress made, the memories from that night rushed back to her head. Her sister's noisy slurps and gags echoed in her head just as loud as Robin's gasps, and she tried scribbling harder against the parchment, as if the rough noise would take away the ones resonating in her mind. But the only result was a *SNAP* from the tip of the quill being broken.

"It's useless…" she said to herself, covering her face with both hands, distressed. She couldn't concentrate on anything! It was just frustrating to try, let alone finish and she didn't know what else to do. A cool breeze flowing from her window shook her hair, and outside it was a beautiful day with very few clouds on the clear blue sky, as blue as her own eyes. "I have to get some air, maybe there'll be some relief outside…" she thought, thinking maybe a walk would help her clear her mind.

The corridors of the castle weren't as populated as usual in the afternoon. So, no one familiar actually saw Lucina leaving. The moment she walked out of the castle and felt the cool wind pushing her hair, she knew she had made the right decision. Now that she was out, she realized it was as if the castle walls were closing in on her, making her feel anxious every time the incident came back to haunt her, but the wide space outside, the grass, the trees and the sky far above were all welcoming to her. Lucina took a big breath that made her feel renovated.

Now that she was out, maybe it was best to go for a ride. Lord Frederick had spoken about going on an excursion the following day, right? There were two paths branching from the main gate of the castle and both lead to stables, the difference being one area for horses while the other was for Pegasus, so she took the former and walked down for a few minutes., It was a wooden building as large as a barn where many magnificent beasts of many lords and ladies from the realm, hers being no exception: her tall white mare had robust thighs and was crowned with a silver mane, among a saddle decorated with the Brand of the Exalt. The beast uttered a soft neigh, greeting her master. "How are you?" Lucina asked her steed as she caressed her smooth mane with a broad smile appearing on her lips.

But it wasn't long before trouble found her. A mischievous, familiar voice was nearing…

"…All the stablemen left! Oh come on, nobody's going to see us!" said a female voice, dragging some muted steps on the ground. Lucina looked back and paled as she felt her skin get warmer, and the only thing she managed to do was hide behind an enormous stack of hay at the side of her mare.

As soon as she did, the gates of the stable opened and Cynthia came bursting in with Robin in tow, both of them giggling and making sure nobody was following them. The couple stopped in the empty cubicle in front of the one with Lucina's silver mare, leaning against another huge pack of dry straw near the window while their faces got closer and closer, ultimately locking their lips in a passionate kiss. Lucina thought it was unbearable that it was happening again. It was a cruel twist of fate she got herself trapped in the same room while they had sex! Maybe there would be a chance to sneak out of there if she could be quiet enough to inch away from them, or if the wooden gate of their cubicle closed. But she knew deep down she wouldn't be so lucky. The lovers still had their lips pressed against each other and hidden behind the stack of hay. Lucina wondered what was the taste of somebody else's lips? Robin always delivered sweet smiles and was kind to everyone around, no matter their status or age… Were his lips as sweet as his smiles? Maybe that's why Cynthia couldn't keep herself apart from them.

The younger princess moved her hands around her boyfriend's shoulders removing his dark cloak easily before placing them on the inside of his shirt, caressing his chest and abdomen while still kissing his lips. And Robin's hands began caressing her wide hips, the widest the tactician had ever seen, pressing his fingers on the round edge of her ass, precisely in the place where the short skirt she was wearing began revealing her magenta panties.

"You're so sexy…" he said, slowly reaching down her thick, smooth thighs. "You too, stud." she said, flashing a wide grin on her face as she pulled him aggressively by the collar of his shirt, planting a passionate kiss on him while the tactician held her face with both hands by her soft blushed cheeks. But it wasn't long before his hands found their way back to where they were, sliding slowly down her fit body, feeling down every soft curve until they reached for her big round rear, staying there and squeezing them gently, earning giggles from her.

It seemed Cynthia felt even friskier than he had anticipated, for her hands went straight for his chest again, feeling it underneath his shirt and then down his fit abdominals, which she caressed and squeezed softly. Then, her hands ran down his crotch unexpectedly, causing him to gasp which only made Cynthia grin even wider. Entranced, Robin's lips went now for her neck and stayed there kissing her soft skin enjoying how it made her pant agitated. Despite this, she never stopped massaging him between his legs. It wasn't long before a hard bulge grew there and his hands went now for her breasts, making them move up and down with one hand still over her clothes while his other squeezed harder and harder on one of her ass cheeks. It was hard not to fall in a frenzy lust when Cynthia was around, Robin thought , and he gladly got carried away by his yearnings for her, as the bulge in his pants grew longer and harder.

"I love this…" he whispered in her ear as he smacked her rear gently, "…almost as much as I love you Cindy…"

"Ooohh…" she giggled while stroking him slowly underneath his pants. "I could say the same about you, big boy."

Cynthia moved her fingers dexterously to undo the knot that kept his pants attached to him, and released his rock hard cock which sprung out, was twitching like crazy. Neither of the princesses could take their eyes off it, but Lucina swallowed heavily as Cynthia began stroking her boyfriend's member, finally free after so much longing. Behind the straw, Lucina felt the same fuzzy sensation as that night she had seen them just as her face and the rest of her body turned hotter and hotter, unable to look away from the enthusiastic rhythm her little sister stroking Robin's cock. Was it really as hard as it looked? What if it was smooth despite looking like a massive rod of flesh? And… did it really taste so good to drive Cynthia to choke on it so willingly? Lucina was yearning and twitching, rubbing her thighs together anxiously. She buried her face in the thick of the straw, but the noises didn't keep her from watching them.

On the other cubicle, things were getting even more heated. Cynthia was now on her knees kissing Robin's abdominal muscles, caressing them with her palms and lips all the down his navel. She was licking the area before going for his shaft, one hand on it and the other squeezing gently his rear. At first, she licked it from the sides in naughty fashion slowly from top to bottom, savoring every taste she could get before licking her lips in delight, all of this while she kept looking with her intense blue eyes at Robin's expression of sheer pleasure. She then enveloped his glans in her mouth, earning a groan from him that aroused her even further.

"I love to see you enjoy it like this, you know?"

It was impossibly wet and warm inside Cynthia's mouth, but Robin thought what felt the most incredible were the lewd movements her tongue made while caressing the underside of his glans. "Hnnng…" he groaned, prompting Cynthia to continue with even more enthusiasm as her grip on his butt became tighter. As her mouth descended from the tip to the bottom of his shaft, licked by her, he could feel how his back and forehead were getting sweaty, just as his heart pounded harder and harder in his chest. "It feels incredible, Cynthia… if you keep doing it like this I'm going to…" he gasped.

Taking his cock out of her mouth with a pop, she was now stroking him fast and hard.

"Well then go ahead, honey. I don't mind. I'll drink all of it. Scout's honor!" she declared happily before proceeding to devour it again. This time the sucking noises from her throat became even more intense, and Robin felt his climax getting closer by the second and his eyes opened wide, the same as Lucina's who couldn't refrain herself from watching the oral session, now absentmindedly desiring to suck on him as hard as Cynthia was. All she could do was grind her thumb against her lips and press her legs together as hard as she could, repressing the myriad of sensations overflowing her sex.

And then a loud voice from the outside instantly disrupted the mood.

"Hey Robin! Is that you?"

Robin turned to the window visibly startled. Against all odds, against all possibility, Vaike was walking down the road from the castle straight to the stables, precisely to where they were, waving his hand in a cheerful way. How could they be so careless?! Anyone could've seen him from the outside, the way he was standing in near the window, but why in the name of heavens did it have to be Vaike?! The warrior was, as usual, dressed in a simple attire that revealed the thick muscles of his arms and let his pale hair fly wild, with a small but deadly sharp hatchet hanging on the side of his right leg. There was no way out of it, Vaike had seen Robin and he was going to talk to him. The only tactical advantage, thought Robin, was that from the outside all he could see was the tactician's face and chest, and thankfully not the rest of his body.

"Robin! I thought that was you! I was looking forward to talk to you for a moment" he said, leaning against the outer side of the wooden wall.

But the worst part was the risk of getting caught only fueled Cynthia's desire, who after the initial fright, now was stroking him again with an occasional lick to the tip of his cock. "Oh! W-well, it's not like you to get personal with me. What is it?" he said, struggling to converse in a casual manner. A quick look down revealed to him how eager his partner was to make him cum, evidenced by her maddened blue eyes and enormous grin.

"The Vaike's not been so nice to you recently right?" he said in a slightly challenging tone. "I've been thinking about it, it's not fair how all the girls in the castle sigh whenever you show up. It kinda makes my blood boil!"

"T-the girls?!" exclaimed Robin in a voice louder than intended. Cynthia's deep throat was doing delights with his cock, and it was fortunate the only reason Vaike couldn't hear the gagging noises coming from her was Vaike's own loud voice. "What do you mean the girls? You know I'm not interested in anyone now. If there's someone you like, then you go after them! Don't complain to me!"

"That's the worst part! You know they adore you and you are incapable of returning their feelings, it's atrocious!" he yelled obnoxious. "There's only one way to settle this man to man! Beat me at arm wrestling and you can have them all!" he challenged.

"Have them? It's not like they're cattle in a farm, Vaike…"

"Whatever! What's it gonna' be? Are you afraid?" he exclaimed, patting his bulky arms to taunt him. "Let's do it right now!" he said, placing his arm on the wooden stool of the window, extending his arm inside.

'For the love of Naga, is he not going to leave?' thought Robin desperate. Maybe the quickest way for him to go was to accept his challenge? At least it wouldn't take him speaking , an incredibly difficult task if Cynthia kept ramming his cock inside her throat as aggressively as she was. So, he took his hand and accepted the challenge, placing his elbow in the air so all the strength to lower his opponent's hand would come from his bicep, and Vaike did the same.

"On my mark!" yelled the warrior, with a broad confident grin on his face. "Three, two, one…go!"

Both of them tightened their grip, and began pushing with all their might. While Vaike was an experienced melee fighter and in an optimal physical shape, Robin was no weakling either, albeit not having such a muscular frame as his rival, and held his ground very well against the mighty push. Vaike began groaning as droplets of sweat dotted on both his face and Robin's, who also groaned since his girlfriend was sucking harder and faster on the tip of his cock. He lowered his gaze and saw she was sucking on him while looking at his face with her blue eyes, and a smile on her face despite shoving his cock inside her mouth, and it merely served to increase how Robin desired her. In response, while she was blowing him, Cynthia placed her hands on her breasts, her big soft breasts that Robin adored, and squeezed them naughtily without breaking eye contact with his boyfriend, who gasped in ecstasy. She teased him more with her alluring eyes, dimming them sensually like she's inviting him to have her. Popping his cock out of her mouth with her big 'O' shaped mouth is just killing him, ironically physically too.

"Y-Y-You're good at this…" he said, indirectly speaking to both of them. Cynthia giggled lightly and winked at him with a cheeky grin.

"You hold your ground, but you won't beat me!" cried Vaike, applying immense strength against the tactician's arm.

Lucina kept watching but with a big agape in her mouth and widened eyes, bright red on her face and unable to believe what was going on. It was so strenuous for Robin, gasping and grunting because of two things happening to him; his lover who keeps popping his rod out of her mouth continuously without a care of his struggles and his match with Vaike, who was successfully lowering his arm.

It was getting so low Vaike thought he had won for a second, but then Robin's arm began pushing back. He had to admit he was tiring out, maybe it wasn't the best strategy to push as hard as he could from the start, but now it was too late to go back. Robin's push brought them back to a stalemate in which both competitors had their arms in the middle of the window, with no clear winner. And then Cynthia slid her tongue from his rod down to his testicles, licking them clean and making his cock twitch erratically getting ready to shoot. Her lips applied slight force to her sucking, but inside her mouth his balls was still caressed by her wet, hot tongue, one first and then the other, driving him crazy. His gasps became louder and a drop of sweat ran down his face, and since he wasn't in a position where he could penetrate his girlfriend as he desired so badly, he used his force to push with his arm now that Vaike was tiring out.

"What!? No way!" shouted the warrior in disbelief. As a reward, Cynthia returned to sucking on him, this time playing with his testicles using her hands while the gurgling sounds of her deep throat were muted by Robin's own gasps. And she kept at it faster and faster, making him pant heavily for she was moving at lightning speed, faster than any man could bear. And tension boiled up between his legs as he finally felt a warm tingly sensation coursing all the way through his cock.

"Haaah!" a guttural growl, more animal than human, emerged from Robin's throat as he finally drove Vaike's arm down the other side of the window and finally came, spraying a massive load of thick white cum inside Cynthia's mouth. Earning him a muffled yelp from her, the liquid overflowed her mouth and dripped from the edges of her lips. She then took it out to swallow as more sprayed on her face and she sucked him for more, draining him. It was one of the most intense orgasms Robin had felt during his entire life, and the dirty way Cynthia played with the overflow that reached her chin made his cock twitch one more time.

Outside, Vaike sobbed as he grabbed his arm, looking for an injury. "There's no way you could've done this. What's the trick?!" he yelled, frustrated.

"There's no trick" he said panting and gasping from both pleasure and effort. "I simply did my best."

"Gah! This isn't the end of it Robin! And don't ignore the girls' feelings!" he said as he walked away from the stables, taking long strides towards the castle. The tactician laughed.

Finally they were alone again, or so they thought. Cynthia had her mouth full Robin's essence, and then some more dripping all the way down her chin. It was physical proof of his attraction for her and she tasted it in delight, swallowing it only when her lover had laid eyes on her after making sure the obnoxious Vaike was gone. "So… that was really fun, wasn't it?" she said once her mouth was empty, with an enormous smile. "I've never been so close to getting caught! It's so exciting Robin, we should totally do this more often!"

The disjointed expression of the tactician only made her laugh, amused. "Well it's easy for you to say. You didn't have to talk to him!" he said in a casual voice. "If we do this again, we'd better take some extra measures!" Wiping the sweat off his brow and panting heavily, he looked at the result of his peak and delighted in what he saw. She looked even more messed up now but she was so happy and, just like him, turned her on like never before. She brought her finger to her chin and parts on her cheeks, traced a fair bit of her skin with the fingertip and then licked it, sucked her finger while moaning in the taste of Robin's essence and smacking her lips.

"Hey, it's not my fault I like you so much, silly!" she teased, kissing him on the lips now that there was no more of his seed. He kissed her back, not before running his hands on her blue haired pigtails and squeezing her hips and thighs again. The younger princess kept pressing her lips against his and neither of them moved for a second, letting their hands run wild as they caressed each other's body. Robin was feeling each and every part of her sweet curves and Cynthia was eager to turn him rock hard again, running her fingers across his fit chest. And after a couple minutes, it was working. The rod between Robin's legs grew harder and harder, and it wasn't long before his hands ran wild as they massaged his girlfriend's large breasts.

"Now who's going to get us caught?" she said, kissing his lips lovingly.

"I thought you liked it rough, love?" he replied, tightening the grip of his fingers over her still clothed chest, but it wouldn't be kept under her tunic for long since she was guiding his fingers on how to unbutton it.

A small giggle escaped her lips. "You know I like it worked" she said, placing her hands over his while he kept squeezing her enormous mounds, seeing enamored how Robin's cheeks turned a light pink every time he squeezed them. "Won't you suck on my boobies? These two are in dire need for some love…" she whispered seductively, and his response was immediate.

Slowly and teasingly, he unbuttoned her shirt to reveal her two big breasts covered by an exquisite magenta bra, Robin's favorite, and he felt his cock twitch. The way he removed it let Cynthia know he was more than eager to fulfill her desire, and she couldn't help to gasp loudly when his tongue slid across her chest, from one big mound to the other. And when his kisses focused on one, he attended the other with his hands, pinching and twisting her nipples softly. His tongue found its way through the velvety soft flesh of her tits all the way to her nipples, and again the princess let out a moan and pressed his head against her breasts, burying his face against her soft mounds almost suffocating him in pleasure.

"Mm, just like that. Aaah, don't stop! My boobies feel so good…" she said, barely speaking moan after moan.

The touch of her smooth skin and fleshy mounds were more than enough to get him going. But a naughty idea, perhaps a result of spending so much time with Cynthia, sparked in his head. Her right breast was so large he couldn't hold it entirely in his palm, and his head was buried as he kissed and sucked on the left one. He used his right hand then to push it upwards, directing it to Cynthia's face, who instantly understood what he meant to do and grabbed it to suck her own nipple, muffling her ever louder moans. When he circled her small, pink areolas, the both of them moaned at unison, although both were muffled by her enormous breasts. Robin couldn't hold himself much more and decided to take measures in his own way.

He let go of her big boob with a loud smack, watching it jiggle before his passionate kisses went down, teasing the lower side of her left boob with his tongue as well as the unbelievably soft skin that covered her ribcage and abdomen, soft yet firm from her training riding the Pegasus. Still sucking her own boob, she pushed his head down, urging him to continue. Without effort, he removed the small belt that kept her skirt attached.. He was in such frenzy to reach for his reward he didn't stop to admire her magenta lingerie and removed them altogether. A smile appeared on his face when he saw her small, pink pussy dripping wet, welcoming him.

"Well come on big boy, don't keep me waiting…"

Grabbing her thick, soft thighs, Robin began licking her pussy. Her taste was a mix of sweet and salty, but it didn't stop him from getting his tongue deep inside of her, reaching all sorts of sensitive spots. Cynthia couldn't help to squirm at the pleasure he was giving her, and arched her back over the pack of hay she was laying on, now moaning loudly without any care while she massaged her own boobs in circular motions. His tongue went deeper, taking enormous delight as he savored the nectars flowing from her sex when and he felt her thick thighs pressing to the sides of his head as everything inside of her was getting warmer and warmer. She was reaching her boiling point, but Cynthia still wanted more, as evidenced by the sharp yelp that escaped her lips.

"Aahn! Fuck me! Stick it in, please!" she moaned, almost at the limit.

Lucina didn't know what to do. Her eyes were trembling a lot. She couldn't believe they were going for the whole thing. Moreover, she was shocked to see how alluring Robin's cock seemed when it erected fully and twitched about, ready to ram it inside her sister's wet, throbbing pussy. The elder princess felt drops of sweat running down the sides of her face, as she gasped too for air, yearning for release as a primal urge seemed to take over her. What was happening to her? It was even difficult for her to think straight. Robin thrust his cock inside Cynthia, and a sharp moan erupted from the two as their pace increased in speed, just as Lucina's heartbeats got faster too. From that point of view, she could see all of Cynthia's upper body. The faster he shoved it in, the faster her mounds bounced back and forth; her pink, puffy nipples now completely erect, just as her own. The tingly sensation only got much more intense then, and the way she was rubbing her thighs together was obscene, struggling to stay as quiet as possible despite being maybe as wet as her sister. It was all mesmerizing; the erotic sounds of flesh slapping against flesh accompanied by the sonorous moans and gasps from them both was almost too much for poor Lucina to endure, let alone the lovers caught up in the height of their passion.

Cynthia's boobs rocked hard up and down, a lewd expression on her face with her eyes closed, a heavy blush and her mouth opened in a big O shape, moaning nonstop as she welcomed her boyfriend's thrusting and kept increasing their pace. Robin could only pant harder and harder as his cock penetrated her at full speed, and again he felt her insides get warmer, wetter and even tighter, just as his climax was nearing too. The younger princess grabbed both of her enormous breasts and squeezed them hard, diving her fingers into the fleshy mounds just as Robin let out a sharp growl at the end of the frantic pace of his plunges. A watery eruption burst from her pussy just as a thick spray of white cum splurt from the tip of his cock, in a cacophony of groans that indicated the both of them had reached a very intense orgasm.

"That…that was incredible…" Robin uttered weakly as he pants and leaned on the hay with his elbows near her body. Cindy always knew how to totally drain him.

Panting too, she giggled in response, albeit in a weaker voice than earlier. "You're incredible honey…" she whispered, cuddling him as his head rested on the fleshy cushion that was her bust. The exhausted couple lay naked for a few minutes, resting from the intense exercise they just had went through, unaware of an agitated individual behind a pile of hay.

Lucina was stunned.

Not only it had happened again, but both of them actually enjoyed mocking Vaike and continue to have sex even when he could have caught them any moment! What was wrong

with them? She had always thought sexual relations were a moment of utmost intimacy, the physical expression of your significant other's love, so it was uncanny for her to see her own sister act so dirty and a fellow hero she admired almost as much as her father enjoy so much from her behavior. She was so flustered she dropped down to her knees and took a moment to take deep breaths and calm down. She was glad they couldn't hear her… that is until she lowered herself on the floor and her footing was an inch and a half off when a loud crack made her turn her head and widened her eyes. She had leaned and stepped on a twig and broke it.

"Did you hear that?" said Robin, much more alert than before.

"Is there anybody out there?!" cried Cynthia, enraged. "Not cool to watch somebody like that!" Horrified, Lucina scurried back to the stack of hay before Robin got up to check with his pants back on while his girlfriend stayed hidden behind the hay pile. He was inching closer to the hay where the sound came from and looked over the obstacle and found nothing. He was being wary of a possible spy only to hear another crack. He looked up and believes he found the culprit with a neigh sound and grunts along with heavy hooves wreaking havoc on a couple of hay and twigs lying around.

"Oh? It's nothing Cindy! Just this horse over here…" he said in a much more relaxed tone.

A sigh of relief escaped the princess's lips as she sat and got dressed, buttoning up her blouse. She then looked up at the animal. "Isn't that Lucy's mare?" she asked curiously as the horse stuck its head out and grunts lightly. "It's so cute. You know, I think Father always favors her much more than me!"

"Chrom gave you your own Pegasus, Cindy" chuckled Robin helping her stand up. "Isn't that much more useful than a mare?"

"Yeah, yeah, Mr. Smarty Pants…" she joked, pretending to be offended. He proceeded to tie his pants and put his coat back on. Cynthia slipped her panties back on before turning to Robin. "Will I see you later tonight? I'm sure we could have some extra fun..."

"Count me in on that, Cynthia" he said, holding her hand as they went for the exit of the stables. "I love you, I really do..."

"Awww, Robin!" she threw herself in his arms so unexpectedly it nearly made him lose balance and fall down to the ground. "I love you too!"

The couple left and silence befell on the stables, an almost absolute silence except for a heavily respirating individual hiding behind a cubicle, panting and sweating. She doesn't see the thrill in almost being discovered the way her sister does at all. How could she ever face them if they knew she was their spy? She was scared now. She sunk to the floor and crawled until she leaned against one of the wooden pillars of the stable in order to catch her breath. This was just not her day, being preoccupied with troubling thoughts that made her accidentally lead to witnessing such events which only fuels her with unbridled desires? Looking down at her wet pants is proof of her feelings, and yet…

Sighing heavily with emotions, she brought her palms to her face. 'I'm so mortified,' she muffled with a cracked voice in her hands, unable to find a solution to her problems. She sat there for a few minutes before hearing a snort coming from her loyal mare. It neighed at her, causing her to look up at it. She kneeled up to its face and patted it lovingly.

"Thank you…" she said, looking at her mare, which blinked to her peacefully. The beast took a step towards her and she grabbed by the jaw affectionately. "I really don't know what to do… and there's no one I can talk to about this…" she said before her voice broke.

Sensing her distress, the mare affectionately rubbed her face against her, and the touch of her smooth hair soothed Lucina's anguish. It was just one more day… and there were many more to come…

I gotta' say, he definitely did a fantastic job writing details on this chapter that I did not expect to last this long. Chapter 2 was going to have Lucina confront her problems but there was much more to be explored. So I wanted Lucina to suffer a bit more before jumping to the next phase. I'm very pleased with this chapter. So I want to thank Vic for helping me with this chapter. He's quite good so you oughta check out the site and hire him for any fanfiction you'd like him to do for ya.

So what do you think of this chapter? I know its mean to make Lucina suffer like this but believe it or not, I used to be that way. I used to think oral sex was wrong, that it bothered me to no end of my young life, I took it way too hard. It took me YEARS to accept it. I felt it was improper and just insanitary. I don't know, it was just unnecessary to me at the time. All I believed sex should be was casual, sensual, passionate and traditional. And I feel maybe that's kind of how Lucina is when she looks at how sex should be and never expected to see it taken to the extreme like how her sister makes it out to be. It disturbs her both in good and bad ways that makes her scared to... I would not say accept the new ways, just coming to terms with it and deciding for yourself what is okay for you. So she struggles with so many images that keep haunting you and it ruins your day and you don't know what to do. Not to mention, you're scared to talk it over with anyone because its embarrassing to your pride and such. You don't want to be judged. Right?

Stories are usually based on your personal life so I'm glad how this turned out. Let me know what you think in the feedback and hope you stick around for more chapters to come whenever they do.