Random smut stories with plot

by Jokiba

Smut of all kinds with good plot too

42. Morgan's Cuckquean adventures

Premature Celebration

Miguel16310

Summary:

Morgan Le Fae always was considered a patient woman. Her utmost priority and source of happiness is her husband. But her patience has run out a long time ago, yet her affection doesn't go unnoticed neither her change of humor.

Notes:

Translation into Español available: Celebración Prematura by Miguel16310

My desire for Morgan and the Fae girls hasn't stopped at all ever since Summer 8 started. I hope this story is no inconvenient to anyone. My only regret is that I couldn't include all my kinks into this story, the main one being Female Pubic Hair. Blame the artist known as "Tanishi" for that one.

Work Text:

Fate/Grand Order.

One-shot.

Ritsuka Fujimaru x Faerie Harem.

"Premature celebration"

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-[Prelude: Then and now.]-

Fujimaru Ritsuka had never wanted a hard life, let alone ever thought of ever ending up living in any sort of fantasy. As the youngest twin of a healthy marriage between two mages, he had always thought his life would be more normal than extraordinary, hell, his older sister was much more of a mage than him, yet when she was offered to join Chaldea as Master candidate 47, she almost dragged him by his collar against his will, because he was more interested in developing his skills as an artist than keep practicing their mother's jewel magic or dad's reinforcement one.

Looking back at how everything started, and all the people he had known, the adventures he had gone through ever since the Grand Order started in 2015 and what he was going through now... his life had turned into a spiral of descending emotions, a child's fantasy like the stories his mother used to read him and his twin sister, Rurika, whenever they couldn't go to sleep.

"My husband, what is the issue?"

She asked, and Fujimaru gulped down some saliva as he looked down at the naked body below him. Ritsuka had never been that good with women, neither someone who was that much interested in history books. That's why him being the last master and humanity's only hope of survival almost killed him on the spot.

Even nowadays he couldn't understand why many of his servants were emotionally interested in him.

When Morgan Le Fae got summoned into Novum Chaldea, immediately calling herself his wife as well as naming him "My husband", things changed. Usually Ritsuka just got dragged and passed around by any girl that was interested in him, Mashu included who had openly claimed her love for him as far as their first valentine together in 2016, that night she had requested him to give her a piece of his heart, as well as beg him to accept her feelings.

Nero, of course, couldn't care in the slightest and ended up turning the love declaration into a threesome on the spot.

"It's... nothing, Morgan"

He replied, as his trembling hands started to caress and fondle the Faerie of paradise's naked body. The same body of the queen who had almost pushed him to the brink of death back in the sixth Lostbelt, that night she had enough of his so called "lack of commitment and determination to claim his birthright", those being her exact words.

After Morgan claimed Ritsuka as her husband and set a foot outside Chaldea's summoning room , she made sure to stop everyone's bullshit and set things straight. Surprisingly, it worked. Ritsuka found himself having more free time to train his body, mind, and dedicate himself to his hobbies whenever things were at peace, always under Morgan's cold gaze of course.

To say she had turned into his shadow was a severe understatement. Now, every single time a girl wished for intimacy, a date or a kiss, she had to come and ask Morgan for permission. Fujimaru ended up losing all control of his choices while at the same time gaining control over his life, she always kept looking as his hands squeezed and touched someone who wasn't her, his wife and lover, without a care in the world.

Or so he thought.

"Hmmm... yes, that's right, husband. Touch me there as well..."

She muttered, as his right hand squeezed her breast and his left one played with her thigh. Her body was naturally cold, but that was also something he was starting to enjoy. She had seen him copulate with other women for no more than two weeks, her patience had ran out: that night after dinner concluded, she had taken him to their bedroom, and turned it into an impenetrable fortress after kicking Kiyohime, Raikou and Serenity out of it.

Her cold, icy gaze had seen his hips and his magnificent cock going in and out of women day and night, yesterday her annoying little sister in her Lancer incarnation had her turn, that was the final straw. The witch let out a moan as she felt how Fujimaru's lips caressed her neck gently and softly, as Master forty eight felt how the woman's hands went across his scar-filled body.

Even in darkness, Morgan's eyes were able to find him effortlessly.

Ritsuka felt like a lost child, under the gaze of a giant wolf that could and was, going to swallow him whole without any sort of escape. Right now, that same wolf was allowing itself to play with it's food, before promptly taking action. She was the only one who could make him feel like that, the only one of his servants who...

Who managed to make him feel absolute terror but a mad, protecting love at the same time.

"My dear and beloved husband..."

She muttered, when she felt how his kisses started to go down from her neck to her cleavage. Ritsuka's mouth was warm, she liked it, very much. This feeling of accomplishment and joy that was coursing through her sainth graph and her spirit core compared to nothing she had ever felt before.

She loved Ritsuka, she wanted him, needed him.

"Ahhh~... My husband... my perfect, beautiful husband... yes..."

Moaned the woman with white hair, as his fingers started to rub themselves against her soaked, pristine and smooth virgin genitalia. Hearing her praise and congratulate his every movement was triggering a massive amount of lust inside the heart and soul of the Master, he had never wanted nor expected his life to turn out this way... truth be told, he still couldn't understand what the women saw in him, why they wanted him, or considered him a potential lover.

He couldn't understand it, not even now, but perhaps... maybe that's why?

The queen let out another moan as she felt his lips slowly starting to lick and kiss her right nipple, while the black-haired man's fingers trembled in fear to hurt and damage her pussy, the faerie smiled and her right hand caressed his head as the pleasure invaded her. Ritsuka started to suck on her tit as if he was her child, she could easily produce some milk with a spell, something she would have to do in a future encounter, maybe tomorrow.

"Mor... gan..."

Said the man, as two of his fingers finally entered inside her, properly starting to give the queen the attention she deserved. The servant sighed as her massive breast felt loved and covered in his saliva. Ritsuka wasn't stopping himself at all; now his tongue left her nipple and went for her areola, as far as to lick the rest of her skin.

He couldn't believe how big her butt and breasts were... they were even bigger than Raikou's.

"Yes my husband... they're yours and yours alone... keep going, it's an order."

Le Fae felt how the index and the middle finger of the human finally got enough confidence to start reaching in deeper, now completely inside her, both moved in unison as the thumb pressed itself against her clit. The queen of Faerie Britain moaned as her hip went up due to pleasure, even when being absolutely obliterated by pleasure and love, her voice remained calm and elegant.

Ritsuka was making her his, just like how it was meant to be, just like how she wanted it to be.

"Hmmm~... what a hopeless husband I've married to... you really love your queen's breasts that much?"

She asked, noticing how his hand stopped himself from time to time as his mouth went crazy on both of her breasts. Ritsuka blushed and nodded, making Le Fae laugh slightly. This was what her stupid little sister and the rest of the servants must've felt, his hungry gaze that craved them, tonight and forevermore, now hers.

"I'm sorry..."

He replied, hiding his face on her cleavage to start moving his entire head between them, making her boobs go from left to side in a weird gesture that she found quite alluring. The queen lifted one of her fingers slightly, surrounding her massive breasts in magic as they pressed themselves against Ritsuka's head, squeezing him.

Making sure he felt the smell of her skin, and it's cold, loving embrace.

"Do not. As your wife and queen, it's your duty to love me in every single way possible. I told you already; the only thing I want from my husband is for you to offer everything you have to me..."

Ritsuka let out a moan of pleasure as his fingers started to move even harder and faster, while Morgan kept moving her breasts using her magic against his head, not allowing him to talk or even breathe. It was strange, yes, but she was enjoying herself. The feeling of Ritsuka's fingers invading the deepest parts of her virgin body made the berserker let out another moan, her lips soon pressed themselves on his black hair.

Whatever shampoo and soap he was using on his body, she had to praise his selection.

However... when she felt her body starting to get closer...

"Enough, Husband. Stop."

Her demand immediately made Ritsuka's hand stop, because she was using her "Royal tone". The former Faerie of paradise licked her lips as her breasts stopped, letting the man with dark hair go to breathe once again, he was slightly afraid of that expression. She had a slight red tint on her cheeks, but he could barely differentiate that look from her usual, stoic one.

"W-what is it?"

He asked, just as Morgan got closer to him to kiss his forehead. Her right hand went to his chin, grabbing it as she slowly got closer to his face, Fujimaru closed his eyelids as he let Artoria's sister claim his mouth. If she had "Territory Creation" she most likely would've used it on his mouth at that very moment.

Chuuuu~

Ritsuka felt a relaxing, cold, winter-like sensation through his entire body, as Morgan Le Fae's tongue invaded his mouth, the Witch's lips shone as she manifested her blue lipstick with magic in order to mark him as her property. The movement was slow, but rough and wild, true to her nature as a berserker.

Both of her hands quickly went to his shoulders, as she pulled him towards her body, Ritsuka moaned once again, feeling how the mana was leaving his body the more saliva his lover drank, her tongue was eagerly fighting and twirling around his own, a small blue tint covered both of his hands as they got forced to grab her massive breasts by her magic.

After a little while, Morgan finally broke the kiss, noticing how Ritsuka was desperate for air, while also extremely covered in sweat, just like her.

The queen licked her lips slightly, before smiling at the human.

"As expected of my husband, your mana is exquisite... however, I forbid you making me cum if it's not with your mouth. It is an order."

She replied, and the man nodded in silence, much to her satisfaction. Morgan gently let go of Ritsuka, the night was still young and she had a lot of things she wanted to do. This was their first time, Ritsuka may not be a virgin, but this body of hers was, and she wanted to make it extra special for all those nights and days she had seen him copulate with other girls in their bed.

Morgan was going to carve herself into Ritsuka's soul, and make sure he knew he was her property.

The queen turned around, standing up her knees on the mattress, her head slightly towards him, Fujimaru opened his eyes in disbelief as he saw the former ruler of the British Lostbelt grabbing her asscheeks and spreading them, giving him a full view of her genitalia and her royal, virgin butthole.

"Come, my husband. Enjoy your meal to the fullest."

Seconds after she said that, the queen once again let out a moan. Ritsuka, as if he was the berserker instead of her, sank his entire face on his wife's gigantic sized buttcheeks, Morgan let go off her butt as she rested her hands against the wall, allowing the flesh to press itself against Fujimaru's head, just as his tongue and lips started to lick her butthole as if it was cake.

She had seen him do this with the servants that possessed a bigger rear, so she had added it to her "to do list". Ritsuka's nose smelled the sweet sweat and scent of her skin as his tongue finally got inside, starting to properly lick and devour the Royal anus of the queen. Le Fae's heart started to pound against her chest as she felt the tongue of her lover exploring the insides of her body.

Of course he was going to eat out her pussy as well... but this was unexpected. She hadn't thought it would feel this good, or that Ritsuka would be this excited.

"Ahhh!... husband! c-calm down! I ain't going anywhere!"

She yelled, noticing how his fingers and hands started to caress and squeeze her cheeks. Ritsuka didn't listen however, his entire being was focused on kissing, sucking and devouring Morgan's butt. The queen couldn't help but remember what her idiotic sister did whenever her husband was eating out her butt in front of her very eyes. And considering she had an even better, sexier body...

This was going to be quite an experience for him.

Plaf... plaf... plaf~

"HMGH?!"

When he felt how her asscheeks started to move around his face and clashing against his shoulders, Ritsuka couldn't help but almost suffer a heart attack. Morgan had started to twerk while his face was being smothered asscheeks, just like how Artoria Lancer used to do whenever she asked him for a rim job.

He could feel all the flesh and the cold, soft skin around him trembling as the queen keep moving her hips on her husband's head. Morgan let out a moan, feeling Ritsuka's nose and his tongue on her butthole, her heart reacted accordingly with his tongue exploring the deepest parts of her flesh, licking everything he could find.

It was as if her chest was burning from the inside, the adrenaline and excitement of having her rear being worshiped by the man she loved, by her soul, it made her want to twerk and feed him more of her "cake" even more... These feelings, these thoughts, all of them were things she couldn't have cared about in Faerie Britain, neither her, nor her Proper Human History self.

But things were different now... Ritsuka gave Morgan a heart, and he became her soul.

"Ahhh~ husband... my husband... my precious little husband!"

She moaned, as Fujimaru's tongue keep going in and out, penetrating her anus before his tongue finally retreated itself. Ritsuka's head came out of her buttcheeks once again to both grasp some air, and to give a taste to Le Fae's cheeks. His tongue moved itself eagerly, licking her soft, smooth and cold skin as if it was jelly, or ice cream.

Another moan escaped from the woman's throat, her lover's tongue was warm, a delicious contrast with her skin. As Ritsuka now started to leave a trail of kisses on her skin, Ritsuka hugged and caressed the white-haired girl's butt, before going to the other cheek to repeat the process. Morgan's sweat and skin had an exquisite and extremely sweet scent that reminded him of Violets.

Master Forty-eight noticed how the labia minora of the High Queen started to twitch. A reaction very similar to that of her younger sister, so even if she hadn't say a word, he knew what it meant. His queen was getting closer to cumming, it made him gain a devious smile, he would indeed take this opportunity to surprise her.

"My husband, why have you sto-- Ohhhh!"

A loud moan as a response, interrupted her phrase just as Ritsuka's tongue started to attack her genitalia. Ritsuka may not know any of Morgan's sweet spots, but they had plenty of time to make love and learn all about each other. His tongue moved itself, going up and down on the High Queen's pussy.

The female let out another moan as Ritsuka started to finally eat out her womanhood, with as much care and love as he could muster. He had to be loving, he had to be careful and of course, respectful of his ruler's body. The man's tongue pressed itself against the girl's clit, pushing and pressing itself down on it as if it was a button, at the same time his hands kept massaging her butt.

The woman with blue eyes started to breathe even more, noticing how the pleasure was building itself up on her flower.

She was getting closer.

"Husband...! yes!... that's it!"

She moaned, motivating Ritsuka to lick her even harder, enjoying the fluids that were going down his throat. Morgan's skin tasted amazing, her nectar was truly like a gift from the gods, no offense to Ereshkigal or Ishtar. Spreading her folds as he finally went inside her, his cunnilingus kept going now wilder than before.

He could get accustomed to this, not to say he wasn't requested to give some of his servants some oral sex as a reward from time to time... but this was different.

Morgan was his wife, after all.

His face and head were covered in blue magic, as the woman pressed him even more with the slight movement of a finger, moaning even louder, her ass started to twerk on him once again, filled with excitement and adrenaline.

"Husband! husband! MY HUSBAND!"

Even if Fujimaru couldn't see a thing because of the flesh in front of him, he could still feel and hear. Morgan screamed his name as she came right into his mouth, her love fluids going straight into his as the orgasm finally arrived. Ritsuka used the tip of his tongue to keep licking either way, while his throat worked swallowing every single drop, until there was nothing left.

He had left her entirely covered in saliva and sweat.

The black-haired man let go off his wife's rear as she finally fell down into the mattress, panting slightly. Her stamina was truly impressive, then again? he expected as much considering in less than a month, she became one of Chaldea's strongest and most valuable assets. Berserker turned around, taking a good look at the man she devoted herself to.

His scar-filled body, built through years and years of fighting to save his world, his pathetic, feeble Proper Human History she hated so very much... and that scar made by Berserker of Samghata Hell when her hand went through his stomach... Morgan's eyes shone as she felt her desire to claim him giving her more strength and lust.

"Sasuga wa ga Otto... then again, considering you've made me watch you copulate with seven women at the same time, your skill is not to be underestimated."

Answered the High queen, making Ritsuka blush as he scratched his cheek, clearly ashamed. He could understand why Morgan was so angry with him, he had never made a move on her, but he didn't because of a mix between respect and fear. The queen licked her blue lips as she slowly stood up, it was her time to begin.

The wolf was done playing with it's food. Now, it was time to initiate it's lunch.

"Morgaa-AAAANNN! ~"

Before he could finish saying her name, the Faerie pushed the human against the mattress once again, the vivid memories of seeing him in the middle of their missions copulate, kiss and say "I love you" to other women while filling them with his seed filled her mind with jealousy. He was her husband, her lover, her soul, her being, her heart, her everything.

Just as he had done previously with her butt, she started to leave a trail of kisses starting from his face to his chest, taking special care to mark the blue trail of lipstick on his pectorals, before she inevitably found his cock. Morgan smiled, noticing the small size, covered in foreskin. It was adorable, but nowhere near his full potential...

After all... Ritsuka was a grower, not a shower.

"So much skin wrapped around it... such a hopeless, child penis..."

Le Fae wasted no time in starting her blowjob. Her husband deserved the best of the best, after all. That's why even if she didn't liked to watch him copulate with other women, she accepted and approved of his multiple relationships. Her tongue came out, starting to caress and try to get inside Fujimaru's foreskin, as he let out a moan.

Morgan's tongue started to press and try to separate Ritsuka's foreskin from his cock as she also peeled it down using her saliva. Artoria's older sister refused to use her fingers, even if she was holding his small little shaft with her thumb and her index, Master Forty-eight started to pant when her lips pressed themselves on his flesh.

Sluuurp~ sluurp~

The adrenaline alongside the fact that he was seeing humanity's greatest witch giving him a blowjob finally triggered his manhood. The faerie's eyes shone in delight when her mouth felt how Ritsuka's cock finally started to grow up. Not willing to let him overpower her, and knowing this was her first blowjob to him, the Queen decided to keep sucking.

Her mouth went up and down, making sloppy sounds in the process due to her saliva and her own moans. She had seen her husband's cock grow and go in of the rest of his servants countless times, but this was her first time feeling him. Her eyelids closed as her mind focused itself on carving the shape and taste in her saint graph.

Chup~ chup~ chuuup~

"A-ahhh! M-morgan! slow down!"

He begged, but despite being her husband, he was also a peasant. The former Faerie of paradise kept going in, as she now used her entire hand to grab Ritsuka's cock. It was still growing and getting thicker, so she could finally use her entire right palm to properly keep him in place as she kept going.

This time, she went faster. The human kept panting as his dick finally stopped itself, noticing how the white-haired ruler let out a moan, as she coughed a little bit, clearly choking herself on his member. Now it was her time to stop, moving her tongue in circles around his entire shaft as a way to get accustomed to it.

To say it was impressive would be an understatement...

After a couple of seconds, she finally let go; a loud "Pop" sounding as her lips let go off his cock, completely soaked in her saliva... and her lipstick. Morgan admired the manhood in her hand, noticing how big it was; slightly bigger than both of her hands, she couldn't help but feel happy and proud of him.

This was his genetics, not a blessing or anything of the sort, if the small talks she one had with the goddess of fertility were true, then this wasn't a blessing or a gift from her in the slightest. He was like this thanks to his own merits.

"And now... it's a wonderful and splendid adult penis... wonderful, husband of mine. Perhaps I should consider giving you a wake-up blowjob on a daily basis from now on."

A small "Huh?" came out of his mouth in response, making the female chuckle before her blue lips captured his cock once again. Ritsuka felt a shiver down his spine when he felt his wife's throat for the first time. Truthful to her nature as a Berserker, even with a cock big enough to require both of her hands to hold it, she was able to swallow it completely.

Gulg~ gulg~ gulg~ gulg~

Hearing her muffled voice as her head moved up and down, painting his cock in blue lipstick and staining it with her saliva was enough to sent Ritsuka to heaven. Morgan's throat was as cold and as merciless as she was back in Faerie Britain, yet her actions and the soft way she was licking and sucked him carried just love and desire.

Her entire soul and being were dedicated to suck his cock in the best way possible, so he couldn't think of any other girl but her right now.

Not even Mashu, the person he gave his soul and heart to when she finally confessed to him on February 14th, 2016.

Sluuuurp~ slurp sluuuuuuuurp~

Her tongue started to move and treat his tip as if it was an ice-cream. The white-haired witch had her eyes closed up completely as the muscles of her throat closed themselves on his shaft, squeezing and milking him as if he was a cow. The woman's head slowed down it's peace as her hands went to caress and cuddle his testicles slowly.

The contrast between her naturally cold being and his warmness were also something she was starting to enjoy.

Buah~

Taking it out of her mouth to breathe a little, the witch instead started to leave a trail of kisses on the left side of the man's shaft, while her fingers sank themselves on his scrotum, Ritsuka's hand squeezed the bedsheets as much as he could, trying to hold on his urges to cum. Seeing and noticing how his meat stick was starting to throb with power and desperation made her smile.

"Indeed, husband. Keep holding on, just a little more."

She demanded, using magic to once again renovate the lipstick, Morgan's tongue came out as she started to lick from his top to his base, going up and down a couple of times before finally swallowing his entire cock once again. Her nose met his pelvis as her throat allowed his crotch to turn it into it's sheath once again.

It was time to finish him off, once and for all.

When the Master felt his servant's head starting to go "all out" on his genitalia he let out a scream so loud it might as well have been heard from outside their room. Morgan was going so fast and sucking him so hard that he could barely resist it. His voice gained a desperate tone, as his chest went up and down, desperate for air.

She was slurping, licking and sucking him all at the same time like it was no big deal, as if she was a master at pleasing him already despite this being their first time.

"M-MORGAN!"

He yelled, just as her eyelids opened up slowly, looking at him with her stoic, elegant face like always. Both her ice-like gaze and his sky-like one met as he let out the thick, mana-filled semen straight into her mouth, into the mouth of Faerie Camelot's ruler, as if she was a vile harlot. The Faerie of paradise swallowed every single drop, not struggling at all.

Even if she noticed how thick and gooey it was, she could feel the magic and power in it. The reddened face of Tam Lin Galahad when she was asked once how Ritsuka's cum felt and tasted like, resonated within her memory.

"S-senpai's... well... "mana" it's kinda like... Jelly? and it has a very salty but pleasant flavor... kinda like salty dough that sticks to your throat"

As Le Fae's mouth departed from his genitalia, her mouth opened up to give an astounding sight to her lover; she has captured and kept a little bit of semen in her insides before properly swallowing it in one motion, licking her lips shortly after. He could very well notice two white hearts forming themselves on her pupils, as his command spells bruned with delight alongside his soul.

She was so freaking hot and sexy...

"Impressive, my husband. It is no wonder so many women desire my place and claim themselves to be my equal."

Ritsuka gulped down when he saw the Faerie queen of Britain grabbing her breasts with both of her hands, placing them above his legs, knowing exactly what se was trying to do. Artoria's sister gained an extremely small smile as she looked at him with her loving gaze, they both knew what was coming next.

Charlotte Corday, Minamoto no Raikou, her annoying baby sister, Passionlip, Jeanne D'Arc Alter, Nero Claudius... she could keep naming women who had managed to make Ritsuka moan and yell like a little girl through a paizuri for hours, considering her bust was even bigger than her stupid sister, she couldn't understand why he had never asked to even touch them not a single time.

But that ended today.

She was, after all, above anyone else in Proper Human History.

"Here I go, husband"

Spoke the witch, as her breasts finally went up and closed themselves around Ritsuka's cock, making him moan in response. He had been touching, licking and kissing her entire body until that point, but this was something entirely different whatsoever. His shaft was being drowned and absolutely crushed in what seemed to be an endless amount of flesh.

Ritsuka's dick was big, yes. But Morgan Le Fae's breasts were big enough for them to barely leave any escape to the tip of his member. The white-haired mage smiled slightly at the view, noticing her lover's tip trying to escape as if it was doing it's best to reach her lips for another blowjob.

It was absolutely adorable.

Morgan's left breast started to move itself up and down, caressing and massaging that same side of his shaft as the witch let out a small, gentle laugh. Ritsuka started to thrust his hips on his own, as his breathing tried to stabilize itself, not wanting to seem too pathetic in front of his better-half.

She didn't care, of course.

"Your reactions are worthy of praise, my husband. I shall reward you."

Were her words, as now her right one started to move itself, both of her breasts going at a different rhythm to ensure he wouldn't get accustomed to the soft, overwhelming sensation. Fujimaru ended up biting his lip, not being able to see his cock at all as his Servant kept looking straight into his eyes was turning him on maybe way too much.

Morgan knew what he was thinking, knew what she was doing... and him, trying to not lose himself into her cold, smooth and perfect cleavage, was pleasing her to no end, if that sweet scent coming from her folds was anything to go by.

The movement became even harder. Berserker pressed both of her breasts together, using her C level strength, enjoying the warm feeling of her man's throbbing meat-stick. Then she resumed the movement, now both at the same time, slowly, to torture him and push him to the orgasm as slowly as she could.

She had studied Boudica, Raikou and Nero's technique and perfected them both.

"Morgan... Morgan... Morgan... !"

He started to say, struggling more and more each time. The woman with white hair nodded, increasing the speed of her movements. In less than five minutes, he seemed to be on the verge of cumming straight into her face, that was something to be proud of. Usually he needed around ten to fifteen minutes, even Passionlip only managed to make him cum after eight.

Yet she was managing to do so in five.

"Do it, my husband. Cover me in your love."

It wasn't a request, but rather an order. The master and lover of many let out a scream as he obeyed, finally letting go as multiple, thick lines of cum came out. The High Queen opened up her mouth just as she closed her eyelids, allowing her lover to cum in her face and breasts as much as he wanted.

Her mouth, her nose, part of her hair and most of her cleavage ended up being stained and marked with his mana. Not only he was blessed in size, but the quantity and quality as well. She truly understood why he was able to take a maximum of seven servants at the same time, and why they always came to her in order to request a night or a moment of passion with him, as short as it was.

Ritsuka's head fell onto the pillow, even if he shouldn't be this tired already, he was getting drained quite a lot by his so called wife. Le Fae snapped her fingers slightly, gathering every single particle of cum in a small sphere she quickly swallowed, way more efficient and faster than using her fingers.

Her eyes quickly noticed her lover's state.

He wouldn't last much, maybe two more before being too tired to stay awake. Despite this being their "honeymoon", she had to made sure he was at his best state. Specially considering she planned on having at least two hours of lovemaking every morning starting tomorrow, so it was better to finish tonight with the most important step.

She was going to give him the privilege of claiming her virginity.

"My husband."

She called, making Ritsuka finally take a look at her with his tired, sleepy but still lustful gaze. Ritsuka felt his heart starting to beat even faster as he saw the Faerie of Paradise starting to crawl towards him, before she stood up on her knees, giving him a full view of her naked, perfect, busty and cold body.

"It is time. But do not fear, I will take--"

Morgan stopped herself when she saw just a small, insignificant hint of doubt inside Ritsuka's blue eyes. Master Forty-eight looked at the woman that called herself his wife with shame and doubt indeed, her gaze changed from one of love to one of concern, they had been together enough to know she wanted to hear his thoughts with just her look alone.

The black-haired man sighed, as his hand went to grab Morgan's right one, holding it between his fingers as weakly as he could, not wanting to damage her skin.

"I don't know... Morgan... are you really ok with someone like me? I'm nobody... I took everything away from you. Your land, your people, your throne, your home, your life... everything you've ever loved is gone because of Chaldea; because of me. You're wonderful, beautiful, and I don't even know if I could be able to please you, let alone make you happy, after everything I--"

"Fujimaru Ritsuka."

A chill ran down his spine the moment he heard her say his name for the first time. She had never, not even once, muttered it. Morgan had always been calm, stoic, elegant, almost compliant to any request he had. She watched in silence how he mated with any and all woman that came to her specifically, to request time with him, and she never once complained.

Yet...

The way she was looking at him right now, the tone she used to say his name... even if she was naked, he felt that he wasn't looking at Berserker, a servant, or his wife. That winter-like gaze, that presence surrounding her body, this wasn't the woman that treated him as a lover, but the cruel, heartless High Queen of Faerie Britain that ruled for over two thousand years over the land of the Fae.

This was Morgan Le Fae, the queen of the sixth Lostbelt, enemy of Chaldea and Pan-human history.

"I've tolerated your insolence and transgressions day after day, and witnessed your constant cheating because your happiness and joy are my utmost priority. However, my pride and my own joy are not to be tampered with, not by you, nor anyone. Listen to me, and listen to your queen clearly"

The woman's left hand went to the human's face, grabbing his chin as she made him look straight into her eyes. Ritsuka felt as if his entire soul and body were in the middle of a blizzard, as the body of the ruler positioned itself right above his erection. Morgan rubbed the tip of his lipstick covered cock against the entrance to her pussy, while also making sure their eye contact didn't broke.

To say he was terrified, would be a severe understatement.

"I am not the woman you know from Proper Human History. Yes; I hate your world, and everything in it. However, I can't blame you for having the determination and will to live. I've lived my life and ruled my country the way I wanted to, despite meeting a tragic end, I don't blame you for it, I blame your world. Truth be told; I hated and blamed Proper Human History until my last breath, but not even once I held any sort of grudge against you, or the Child of Prophecy."

As she kept going, Ritsuka felt his face starting to turn red. Morgan was teasing and preparing herself to be penetrated even while giving him a speech and looking at him with a face that reminded him of the merciless way she used to look at him and Artoria back during their adventure at Faerie Britain.

Noticing this, her hand went from his chin to his cheek, caressing it as her royal aura slowly faded away, being replaced once again by her loving, sweet wife persona.

"Do not doubt of my choices, of my heart, or my love. And specially, do not doubt of yourself. You're the only one I wish to dedicate my existence to, my life, my soul, and anything else. If I had to choose between living my dream or be with you... do not doubt for a second... I would pick you, my husband."

Just as she finished, she lowered her hips. The couple moaned at the same time, albeit for different reasons. Ritsuka because of the pleasure, he had never felt a pussy that was so tight, cold yet... comfortable and relaxing at the same time. It wasn't painful or freezing, but more as if his body was being applied some sunscreen.

On the other hand, Morgan's reasons to moan were her joy, happiness, and the feeling of accomplishment she felt by finally being claimed by the man she loved. No pain was felt, even as her hymen was destroyed by the sheer might and thickness of her husband's cock, she kept going down, wanting to feel him fully.

The blue-eyed woman smiled slightly as her body got closer to Ritsuka's, both of her hands grabbed his face, pulling him towards her own in search for a kiss. Le Fae's tongue caressed and rubbed Fujimaru's as the blood kept going out, dirtying the flesh and fully making her his woman, his and his alone. No one else was allowed to look up at her.

Maybe it was love at first sight... maybe it was his kind, naive and sweet nature, or the fact that she truly admired a foolish and simple dream such as fighting to live, or his pure-heart... but Morgan Le Fae genuinely, truly loved Fujimaru Ritsuka.

And she would never let him escape her grasp.

Not breaking the kiss yet, breathing through her nose, the High Queen started to ride and mount her Master as her asscheeks started to sound due to how much she was moving. The "clap clap" they did as the female went up and down, taking in and out his cock, was driving him insane. The hottest part was the fact that obviously, it wasn't intentional.

Her ass was so big and fat it was clapping on it's own.

"Hmmmmnght!"

His voice came, as his genitalia was squeezed and sucked in by her royal insides. Morgan's tongue kept twirling around Ritsuka's, starting to consume the mana his saliva carried, while her hands went around his head now, the Faerie split herself from him for just a moment, allowing her breath to escape as her hip went down in a strong movement, impaling herself.

She felt it in her gut.

"Sasuga wa ga Otto... now I understand how you're able to claim and copulate any girl that is interested in you... is this perhaps your Noble Phantasm?"

A small chuckle, then another kiss on his nose, painting his skin blue as if he was the counterpart to Rudolph the reindeer.

Ritsuka, however, unlike her, was struggling to even speak. His voice kept coming louder and louder as the overwhelming, cold and exciting pleasure of his wife's insides sucking and squeezing his cock like a snake invaded him. His brain was working overtime as the ruler of Faerie Britain kept kissing his face, her hips and technique going even stronger and faster by the second.

And that damn "clap clap clap" coming from her godforsaken butt...

"M-Morgan... ! Your ass it's too... it's too big and fat!"

He yelled, and rather than taking it as an insult, she knew it was a compliment. Perhaps she should adopt some of the other servants customs and allow her Husband to eat out her holes during rests whenever they were in a mission. Keeping her voice down or casting an illusion wouldn't be a problem at all for a woman like her.

"Yes, my husband. And it's only yours."

She answered, as the mattress started to squeak due to how hard she was dropping her body onto Ritsuka's. Morgan wiped away a drop of sweat that was falling from her face, as her forehead pressed itself against Fujimaru's. The man's hands couldn't stop themselves anymore and finally went to grab her rear, squeezing it and impaling her on his cock himself when she went up.

Le Fae let out a moan of pleasure and delight at this notion, allowing her love to take control of the lovemaking for just a brief moment. Right there as they were, with the tip of his penis poking the entrance to her womb, Morgan pressed her huge breasts against her Master's muscles as her lips kept kissing his forehead and face.

She was like a blizzard, indeed... but a very loving, caring one.

"It's the end, my husband. Give up."

Her voice calmly requested, as she used her superior strength and power to ride him with all her power and might. Ritsuka's arms couldn't stop her, of course. Morgan kept mounting him as if he was a horse, as Master Forty-eight breathed in and out, feeling as if his soul was coming out of his body.

The queen's folds, completely soaked in sweat, her own juices and pre-cum, seemed to squeeze Ritsuka alongside the rest of her body. The man with blue eyes could see clearly how his wife's breasts moved in all directions thanks to her movements, before he couldn't contain himself anymore, she was way too sexy, way too perfect, way too hot.

Too... overwhelming.

"M-MORGAN!"

SPLUUUUUUURT~

SQUISHHHHHH~

Just as he said her name, she impaled herself one last time on his member. The Witch of winter closed her eyelids one last time as she let out a small sigh, cumming almost at the same time as her husband's semen filled her womb. The queen waited for a couple of seconds, letting Ritsuka take a good look at her body as he kept pumping cum inside her.

Mere moments before, the man ended up held between his lover's arms as always. What else could be expected? Ritsuka wasn't a dwarf... but he wasn't that tall either. He was 1,54 inches tall, just a little bit shorter than Galahad herself, something that was honestly quite adorable, which is why Morgan never lost her chance to hold him as if he was a little baby.

Right now, with her hair completely loose, the ruler of the Fae had her hands around her one and only's head, while he rested right on her cleavage, between the breasts he loved so much. Silently, she was already modifying her body just a little bit to surprise him with some milk tomorrow morning.

He wouldn't stay awake much longer.

"Have you enjoyed our first time together, Husband?"

She asked, looking down at her lover. The human had a small smile on his lipstick covered face, before nodding towards his wife as he looked up to her. The woman smiled a little bit, pleased with his silent response as the manly hands of her true love explored her body, caressing her thighs and buttcheeks, still amazed at the fact that her skin was naturally cold.

This woman was truly amazing and astonishing.

"Y-yes... I hope... I didn't disappointed you either... ? I'm sorry I couldn't last that long... I guess you're just too good"

He answered, closing his eyelids and smiling at her in a sweet, kind way. The Witch's face lighted up in a small red tint upon hearing his words. Indeed, just what she wanted to hear; his confirmation that out of all his lovers and previous experiences, her, his one true love, his queen, his wife, was his number one.

That deserved a small goodnight kiss as a reward, alongside some breakfast prepared by her own two hands. It wouldn't be an issue in the slightest of course.

"Your flattery is highly welcomed and esteemed, my dear husband. However, it is quite late already. You should go to sleep, tomorrow we'll have a busy day. I would like to discuss the details of our wedding ceremony as soon as possible, alongside what kind of wedding dress would you like for me to wear, I'm sure Totorot could come up with designs that are sure to captivate your gaze even more."

Fujimaru's blue eyes lighted up upon hearing her words, and he nodded, as he rested his head between his wife's cleavage one last time, closing his eyelids with a smile. Not long after, he started to feel his consciousness drifting into darkness, right between Morgan's loving, cold and protective embrace.

"I love you, Morgan..."

Even if he couldn't see her face, he knew she was smiling.

"I love you too, Husband."

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-[Fragment 1: A queen's decision]-

Baobhan Sith's hammer dropped itself mercilessly on the head of a Goblin that had tried to jump on her, turning it's skull and entire head into nothing but mush. The Vampire's face was covered in shadows as she waved her weapon to the side, wiping away all the rests of the green little devil as her grey eyes turned around to face a small wave that was coming to try and do something against her.

The right hand of Morgan's heir shone in a black/reddish tone as she concentrated one of the multiple spells that had been bestowed upon her, wild strands of her pink hair covered part of her face, even if her eyeballs were perfectly visible in the darkness of her face.

"How revolting..."

She muttered, in an almost cruel, demon-like voice that was nothing like her usual, cheerful tone. Tam Lin Tristan pointed her palm at the group of enemies that came after her; multiple shots of magic came out of her palm, impaling and brutally murdering every single one of the small creatures, no matter how much she killed, how much screams she heard.

No amount of carnage could calm down her rage, that had been growing with each passing day for the last month. Baobhan wasn't stupid, she served and dedicated her entire existence to make Mother happy, to make her proud and look at her with satisfaction and delight, that beautiful blue gaze she loved so dearly was her greatest source of joy.

Morgan was everything to her.

"G-GUEAAAGHHH!"

A goblin screamed, among the small amount of corpses, still clinging himself to life. The vampire's gaze turned towards the puddle of blood, noticing how he had survived being impaled by her magic attack. Raising her index finger, a small red string came out of it, attaching itself around the body of the small, green being.

Watching it scream, bleed out and move like the vermin he was made her blood boil in rage.

How dare he... that lowly piece of crap...

That's why she immediately noticed how the mood and aura around her mother changed from night to morning. Archer wasn't stupid, she knew what was happening between the Queen of Faerie Britain and that disgusting human she had to call "master", but at first it was absolutely amusing and laughable.

She had hoped her mother would finally give up and discard those feelings upon seeing Ritsuka so infatuated and how highly demanded his presence was among the many females of Novum Chaldea. She had hoped and prayed for them to go rogue and try to re-create the land of the Fae in the bleached earth, but it ended up backfiring on her...

Morgan announced she had been planning her wedding with Ritsuka for around three weeks, the event was going to happen next month... and she had been seeing them doing the deed almost on a daily basis.

That bastard stained and perverted her mother, turning her into a vile harlot.

"Die"

She muttered, finally letting go of the red string she was holding on to. The red web the goblin had been trapped into squeezed his body as the blood started to pour from the wounds, cutting skin, flesh, muscle and bone. The small little being screamed in agony as he soon was turned into nothing but a pile of deformed flesh.

Tam Lin Tristan licked her lips as her mind pictured Ritsuka in place of those abominations. This was surely managing to calm her stress down, alongside the delicious smell of fresh blood. The archer servant summoned her Harp, the rest of the party was some meters away. Apparently the skeletons, wyverns and goblins in this Singularity had mutated and developed conciousness or something.

So they were teaming up to try and take over France.

The pink-haired woman turned around to face the rest of the party. Morgan had requested for Ritsuka to take her, the Faerie Round Table knights, and let the rest of the party to him. Mostly out of curiosity and because he thought it would be funny, he ended up picking Lady Cleopatra and Julius Caesar, because he required a strategist in this case.

Not that he was underestimating Morgan's ability to command Baohban Sith, Mélusine and Barghest... but he wanted to be sure nothing went wrong.

Her grey eyelids closed slightly when he noticed how Morgan waved her staff, murdering everything in her path with Ritsuka at her side... who's hands were squeezing and clearly playing with her butt underneath her clothes. The Vampire rose up her harp as her hands started to tremble, a vein on the verge of exploding in her forehead.

Even now in the middle of the battlefield, that asshole was trying to plant his lowly seed in her mother's womb and infect her heart with his revolting love.

SLASH~

Just before she gave in to her impulses, right behind her a slash of fire appeared, alongside a roar of agony. Baobhan Sith turned around just on time to see a massive, blue/dark skeleton cut in half, as the flames consumed it's bones before they fell to the floor. The loud, heavy steps of Tam Lin Gawain getting closer to her with Black Dog Galatine on her hand greeted her, alongside a serious, stoic face.

"You seem extremely uneasy, clearly you're not putting your all in this battle, Tristan."

Barghest spoke, as Baobhan Sith scoffed, clearly annoyed at her concern. The Blonde faerie once again waved her sword slightly, another wave of fire came out of it, completely devouring another group of skeletons. From afar, Cleopatra's golden snake kept devouring and destroying everything in it's path as Caesar's sword kept clashing and cutting other group.

It was a good thing that Morgan suggested to bring all of them. Mélusine was flying and fighting effortlessly as her Arondights slashed and dismembered the flying enemies, cutting them as fast and as cruelly as she could that it was as if a blue lightning was committing mass genocide, from a certain point of view, one could say she was doing so.

Not a single one of them were in a good mood.

"Lancelot's being colder than usual."

"Spare me the chit-chat, Gawain. I don't give a shit."

She replied, making the blonde dog frown as she let out a growl. Her gaze fell upon her ruler's gaze, Morgan barely moved as she executed and annihilated everything in her path, while their master kept himself basically behind her, all so his hands wouldn't leave her ass. She had pledged her loyalty and life to Novum Chaldea and Morgan, this of course included Ritsuka.

So, once the Fang Faerie noticed her Queen was deeply in love with Ritsuka, she had tried to discard her feelings all for the sake of Morgan's happiness... but this was proving to be a torture far worse than death. She wasn't a victim to her desire to consume those she fell in love with anymore, yes...

But trying to deny your feelings wasn't something that was making her happy, quite the opposite. Just like Mélusine, who truthful to her nature as a dragon and her title as Lancelot, her heart was being shattered and stepped on just by the fact that Morgan had announced her marriage to Fujimaru.

A lover and a husband were different things entirely, that's for sure... but him not being interested in her at all was what almost drove her to insanity.

SLASH~

The Tam Lin's golden sword sank itself on the throat of a Dragon just as she decapitated him with a swift movement from her wrist. Mélusine, who had her mask on, jumped just in time to avoid a wave of fire of multiple enemies that were trying to turn her into ash. The Lancer class woman flew, increasing the speed of her body as she took a turn to end up right behind her assailants.

Before they realized what was happening, they were already dead. Her anger was increasing her strength and effectiveness in combat, while it decressed Tristan's.

Barghest's eyelids closed themselves slightly as she noticed the small armies coming from the forest. They still couldn't find any trace of the Alphas, whoever they were. They were going to be fighting for a while, but she welcomed the challenge; the less she looked at the beautiful bond between her love and queen... the less painful it would be.

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Slurp~ slurp~ chup~

Wearing nothing but her crown and her veil right now, the High Queen rested as her hand gently and lovingly caressed the head of her one and only. Both of them had decided to drift apart from the camp in order to "explore" and ensure the nearby areas were entirely protected while they slept, an obvious excuse for them to partake in a sweaty, lovemaking session in the middle of the forest under the night.

Now Ritsuka's tongue was desperately licking and caressing Morgan's armpits, returning and concentrating itself on her left breast, wanting to feed himself on her royal milk. The Mother of Baobhan Sith had a serious expression however, despite how her hand kept Ritsuka close to her bust, the other one having her Rhongomyniad staff in hand, prepared to both fight and make love to him at the same time if necessary.

Her refusal to let go off her weapon was another reason of why his cock had reached it's limit, desperate for attention two hours ago.

"Is something wrong, my love?"

He asked, licking his own lips to remove some droplets from her milk, Berserker looked down at her cute, adorable master's face as she denied with her head, her blue gaze as her body covered in the moonlight looking down ot him like a guardian angel, if there was something the man loved was how Morgan looked with the moon behind her.

It made her even more majestic and gave her a divine vibe.

"Nothing, my husband. Please, keep going until you're satisfied. I've sent a clone to the camp to tell them we've encountered a cave. There should be at least two hours before they come looking for us, in case you wish to continue."

She answered, making the man smile and nod as he rested his head against her left breast once again, resuming his work. Le Fae lied slightly to her better half, but she did so for her sake. She had noticed the change in attitude in her Faerie Knights, and watching them work so recklessly in the battlefield today had confirmed her theory.

Neither of them were pleased with her soon-to-be marriage to Ritsuka... but she already had an idea on how to fix that, alongside the fact that her husband required a gift from her to him in order to celebrate their relationship. A small smile appeared on her blue lips as her pupils shone like two stars in the sky.

As his queen, and the manager of his harem, she also had the right and duty to offer him up some concubines and potential lovers...

That's why she was sure, he was going to enjoy what she had planned, even if it would require some convincing.

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-[Fragment 2: Absolutism]-

One day later, Morgan's face rested on her closed fist as her body rested on the throne of her former room, which despite not being used due to her moving her stuff into Ritsuka's, still was as clean and as impeccable as ever. The massive hall's light turned on as she heard the three set of feets coming closer and closer.

She had requested the presence of the Faerie Knights of the Round table at her headquarters immediately once they all finished writing their report for Goredolf Musik and Da Vinci.

Baobhan Sith, Mélusine and Barghest all stopped themselves in front of their ruler just as she opened her eyelids, they all knelt down as a sign of respect, just as the High Queen's lips curved into a small smile. Ritsuka's wife nodded slightly, as a sigh came out of her mouth while she prepared herself for any and all scenarios.

This was, after all, one of the most important moments in her life. Her husband needed this, and she was going to make sure he got it, while also destroying any and all walls that might become a trouble in their relationship in the future.

"I congratulate you all for arriving on time, Knights of the Fairy Kingdom. Your queen is pleased."

She greeted, her daughter being the first one to raise her head with a smile on her face, her mood improving in an instant the moment she got praised by the woman that raised her. This was normal, how things were meant to be; as they were back in their homeland, before Chaldea, before that human got between her and her mother.

"Y-yes! Thank you mother, it is always an honor to fulfill your wishes!"

Answered back the Vampire, as Barghest followed shortly after, even if her mood wasn't the best, she tried to remain as professional as possible when it came to this stuff. She was, after all, her Queen's knight.

"It's been a long time since we've been reunited under your command, your Majesty. What is the urgency?"

Asked the blonde, the atmosphere became much heavier in response. Morgan changed her position into a more serious one, as her gaze went from Baobhan, to Mélusine, and lastly Barghest herself. Another long sigh came out of her lips, it was time to unleash the "bomb" as the humans of Pan Human History would say.

"As you all know, my wedding is getting closer. This is a reunion in order for me to grant a gift to my beloved husband."

At the mention of Ritsuka, each Faerie reacted differently. Her heir squeezed her trembling fists as Mélusine's hair covered her eyes, while Barghest's gaze turned into one of clear sadness. Knowing fully well neither of them would mutter a word in her presence, Artoria's sister stood up from her throne, looking down at her friends and compatriots with her Rhongomyniad Staff in hand.

"And considering the vast amount of concubines and lovers that have been surrounding him for the last eight years, it didn't took me too much to come up with the perfect offering as a motivation for him to accept my love, and express it in an unique, special way."

Morgan Le Fae closed her eyelids for a little while, allowing the silence and a brief moment of rest for her words to sink into the souls of her vassals. She wouldn't delay this anymore.

"I will offer you all the chance to be his concubines, as I know two of you have feelings for him."

Upon hearing her words, Tam Lin Gawain opened up her eyes in shock, looking up at her ruler's face. Was she going insane? had she heard wrong?... her ruler truly... did gave her, her blessing to commit adultery with the man she loved, weeks before their wedding? as the user of Galatine felt her head starting to fail a little bit at the sudden realization, the white-haired saber smiled as she looked up.

Her face and eyes lighted up in delight. Her wildest dreams had been fulfilled, simply because of her queen thinking of her being good enough to be with her husband as a lover. Sure, she was being treated as a gift, but even so...

"Thank you so much, your majesty!"

Yelled Tam Lin Lancelot, unable to resist and contain herself much longer. The idea of finally offering her everything to Ritsuka turning on everything inside her system into overdrive. How would it feel? his tongue, his saliva, his mana, his arms, his embrace, his chest, his everything... she couldn't wait.

But, even in the blonde and the albino seemed to have been taken to heaven, there was one who had the opposite reaction. Baobhan Sith, just as Morgan expected, had a killer instinct surrounding her body. How could this be? what kind of wretched spell had that man put on her mother... ? what kind of bullshit was this?

She had to surrender her body... to him?

"I refuse."

The mere thought of allowing his hands and his disgusting body to touch her was already sickening enough. Barghest let out a "Tristan!" filled with shock, but before she could continue, Morgan herself shut her up by simply raising her palm. Both mother and daughter clashed against each other, this was what she was expecting.

With just one step, Morgan appeared right in front of her daughter. There were very few things that could trigger Morgan's mood, topics so sacred that no one had the right to mess with. Faerie Britain, her own talents, and of course... her soulmate, Ritsuka himself. That's why she got so angry at his low self-esteem the night he took her.

And that's precisely why...

"Baobhan Sith. I've had enough of your unspoken hate and poorly contained animosity towards my husband. I ask of you; why? why do you have a problem against him?"

Silence took over for a moment as Baobhan's head went down, unable to look into her mother's eyes. Not because of fear, but rather, out of sadness and pain against the lowly piece of crap that had taken her from her, that WAS still splitting them apart. Morgan's staff hit the floor once, demanding for an answer.

That was what finally broke her.

"BECAUSE I'M SUPPOSED TO BE EVERYTHING YOU NEED!"

She screamed, with so much strength and so suddenly it echoed through the entire room. Mélusine and Barghest opened their eyes surprised at seeing their compatriot starting to cry. Her feet hit the floor out of pure rage, breaking it slightly as she finally faced the person she loved the most.

It hurt too much, so much in fact she couldn't stand it anymore.

"I am your daughter! ME! You saved me, you raised me, you're not just my mother but my light! you're everything I have, EVERYTHING I need!"

As she kept going, Morgan's face looked back at her through the black veil with heartbreaking stoicism. Yet the aura surrounding her had changed completely, from her royal, serious and heavy one into a more submissive, comprehensive one that she saved exclusively only for the girl in front of her, and her husband himself.

Baobhan's wrist went to her cheeks, violently wiping away the tears that kept falling through them.

"So then why?! WHY do you need a husband, why do you need a lover, why do you need ANYONE else when I am here?! I thought I was your light just as you are mine! I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE JUST THE TWO OF US, FOREVER!"

Unable to keep her composure, the vampire finally broke into tears. Looking down at her feet, ashamed of facing the white-haired once again. If her screams had been echoing through Morgan's chambers previously, now what replaced them was her sobbing. Both Barghest and Mélusine looked at their friend with expressions of clear sadness, they could understand somewhat how she felt. She didn't saw Ritsuka as her master, much less a friend, let alone a lover.

To her, he was an enemy, trying to take Morgan away from her side.

"Love is a curse, my dear and precious child."

Finally, the high queen decided to answer, while her left hand went to grab Baobhan's chin. Both the Vampire's grey eyes and the Witch's blue ones faced each other, as her lower lip trembled in both fear, shame and embarrassment. Even through the black cloth, the pink-haired female felt as if those ice-like pupils were staring into her soul.

"A beautiful curse, that makes us strong and weak at the same time. I am unable to forgive Pan Human History for taking everything away from me, from us. However, I never hated Fujimaru Ritsuka; I never could hate anyone whose dream is keep living. My love for you and Britain is what drove my actions for hundreds of thousands of years."

She continued, her arms going up to the girl's shoulders, surrounding and squeezing her in a tight, loving and motherly hug. Baobhan's expression turned into one of shock and surprise as she felt her mother's hands starting to caress her long pink hair and the back of it, basically allowing and accepting her cries.

"That's why; my love for my husband is driving my actions right now, and so is my love for my knights. You, Gawain and Lancelot are my Britain, and so is Husband. Never, for just a second, think that I would ever leave your side or stop loving you, my beloved and sweet child..."

Just as she intended to, her loving words ended up shattering Sith's determination completely. The girl with grey skin broke into tears as she squeezed her Queen's body between her arms, allowing the tears to fall freely while her broken voice keep repeating "mother" over and over again. She had been a fool, focusing solely on giving her love and attention to Ritsuka even since they arrived to Chaldea, the signs were right there...

It's just... she was too blind to see them.

She wasn't going to force Baobhan into accepting or loving Ritsuka as neither a lover, nor a father if she didn't wanted to... but her deepest wish, was for her to be happy and safe. That's why, at the very least, they should be civil to one another. Morgan Le Fae kept her mouth shut, as her heir kept crying her heart out.

This was their first step into trying to let go.

Whatever Baobhan chose, she would still smile and be proud of her, like any mother would.

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-[Fragment 3: Knights of Adultery]-

"My back..."

Muttered Master Forty-eight, as he dragged his feet through Chaldea's halls after an excruciating training session with Leonidas and Spartacus that afternoon. Right after he finished writing his report, that he had been working on ever since they arrived to the small singularity, he had been requested by Lancer and Berserker to once again test his physical performance.

To "rebel" against his own body, against pain and weakness in the way only a Spartan warrior would.

Safe to say... carrying a bag filled with rocks for 300 meters while having two extremely heavy chains attached to his arms and legs, he was truly drained to the bone. He would've preferred training under Emiya or being punished by Elizabeth Bathory Alter Ego, having to wash her Mecha instead.

Yet, thankfully, he survived.

The right hand of the black-haired man went towards the keypad of his door, introducing the password to unlock his room, Fujimaru rested against it, closing his eyes as he slowly started to silently walk towards his bed. It was strange, he expected Morgan to be present, waiting for him... perhaps her reunion with the Tam Lin was still taking place?

Whatever it was, he knew his wife would be by his side next morning. So, letting his body fall into the mattress, Humanity's last master held onto his pillow as if his life depended on it, not caring if Morgan, Mashu or anyone would scold him for not getting inside the bedsheets like a normal person would.

"I'll sleep until judgment day..."

Said the man, letting out a small laugh to his own words, relaxing himself to let his conciousness drift into the dreamlands of Abigail. However, the moment he felt his command seals starting to burn alongside a clearly annoyed "huh?" he stood up, finally realizing in his sleep, that he wasn't alone at all.

"Mother has prepared this for you, and you dare reject her affection? what kind of heartless man are you?"

The voice of Baobhan Sith fully awakened him. Ritsuka stood up from his bed just as the curtains of his bedroom opened up, finally revealing the naked figures of the Tam Lin knights. Morgan was sitting on the couch with a smile on her face, surrounded by the figures of her vassals; Baobhan Sith had her arms crossed under her breasts, while Mélusine's lips possessed a smirk.

Barghest, on the other hand, covered her bust with her right arm and her genitalia with her left hand.

"Good night, my beloved husband. We've been expecting you."

Greeted the ruler of Camelot, noticing how the man's mouth opened up in absolute shock. What kind of joke was this? his eyes went towards his wife's daughter, then the small little dragon, and lastly the black dog herself. Were they playing a trick on him? the witch's right hand went to her mouth slightly, managing to suppress a chuckle.

He had a very amusing and funny face right now.

"W-w-what is... what are you--"

His words were stuck in his mouth, as Mélusine couldn't help but walk towards her master. Baobhan Sith looked down at her mother's figure for approval to which she nodded. The trio surrounded Ritsuka shortly after, Lancer was the first one to start taking off his clothes, while the blonde got behind him.

It was Baobhan who, with a sigh, grabbed his chin.

"Don't misunderstand this. It is a token of appreciation from mother to you, nothing more, nothing else."

Just as she finished her sentence, Ritsuka's cheeks were painted red when he realized how quickly and desperately Mélusine had undressed him. Saber, Archer and Lancer looked down at his cock, the white-haired and blonde women raising up their eyebrows in confusion upon seeing how small it looked.

Baobhan Sith, however, started to laugh.

"HAHAHAHA! what is this?! are you a child or something?!"

This pathetic size and view was just what she was expecting. How could a man like him even try to touch her mother?, Barghest, while not caring at all about Ritsuka's size alongside Mélusine, couldn't understand quite well how was it possible for him to satisfy so many women with a seemingly child-sized genitalia.

Morgan, from the couch, smiled. They were in for a surprise.

"It doesn't matter, how big and small it is, as long as it's yours, my beloved master."

Crawling towards the Chaldean, the girl with golden eyes smiled lovingly at the man she loved. She genuinely didn't care, she didn't fell in love with Fujimaru because of what he could accomplish in bed, what she wanted was his heart, affection and devotion. Plus, there was the fact that she was basically going to cuck her queen tonight, just as she had always dreamt of.

Nothing could ruin this moment for her.

"With your pardon, my love~"

The Remnant of Albion immediately started to lick her master's tiny cock, making Ritsuka moan. The fact that it was covered in so much foreskin was utterly adorable, she had to admit it. Mélusine's tongue started to move itself up and down, gently caressing Fujimaru's testicles before concentrating itself on his shaft.

The man moaned, noticing how Barghest's hands pushed him into the pillow, the lord of Manchester gave the man of her dreams one last look, before her head also went to help her compatriot. It wasn't the first time he received a blowjob from multiple women at the same time, however... it was indeed the first time he got one from the Faerie Knights themselves.

"A-ahhh! w-wait! I haven't... taken a shower!"

He exclaimed, but it was useless. An excited moan escaped from Mélusine's lips upon hearing him, as her tongue started to twirl around his shaft, caressing and licking it eagerly, trying to peel off the skin protecting it's inside. Barghest joined her shortly after, kissing and caressing what little of his tip she could see.

"Go, Baobhan Sith. Don't be shy."

Encouraged the queen, waving her hand for the grey one to finally join in. A grunt of annoyance escaped from the girl's lips as she finally got into the bed. Fine, if her mother really wanted her to suck on that guy's puny dick, she would. The princess of the Fae closed one of her eyes as she got her head between Barghest and Mélusine's, starting to take care of his cock.

He may be all sweaty... but his smell wasn't disgusting in the slightest, at least that was something.

Slurp... sluuurp~

The blue eyed man moaned when he felt how the three girls started to caress his testicles with their hands, alongside the contrast of seeing how happy and joyful Saber and Lancer looked, unlike the Archer who was clearly angry as her tongue kept going up and down, carefully trying to not get close to her friends.

"Ahhh~... master's dick... it's so cute... I love it..."

Moaned the tallest out of the trio, while her fingers carefully played with one of Fujimaru's testicles, her tongue moved in as fast as it could, managing to finally free Ritsuka's tip. The white-haired one's eyes shone in excitement upon seeing the cock that had been fucking her queen for so long, now it would be where it rightfully belonged.

Inside her, of course.

Sith, however, chuckled slightly at the sight.

"With a dick like this, I am unable to understand why would any girl be interested in a peasant like you, let alone Mother."

She said, making Ritsuka's eyebrows curve in shame, an expression she interpreted as sadness. A grin appeared on Mélusine's face, if she didn't wanted it, then she would take it first. Tam Lin Lancelot opened her mouth to finally devour and swallow her love's cock, just as a "Hey!" escaped from Barghest's lips.

Unable to contain herself, the little girl's hands went to her crotch, starting to play with her clit just as her head moved, finally managing to taste her master's genitalia. She could smell and feel it, the mana-filled semen stored in his balls, it was enough to drive her crazy alongside her own feelings.

Master... master... Ritsuka!

Sluuurp chup chup chup~

A drop of sweat fell from Tam lin Tristan and Gawain's foreheads as they saw how, without wasting any second at all, their partner started to move her head up and down on their master's member, no restraint nor preparation. Mélusine's gaze was set on Master Forty-eight's moaning face, just as the hands of her friends kept his balls busy.

"You sound like a girl... how revolting."

She commented, taking advantage of the small space to take her lips into his scrotum, the user of Black Dog Galatine following her shortly after. Mélusine on the other hand kept stroking Fujimaru's cock, now using her mouth to play and tease his tip, squeezing it between them just as her tongue went down, licking the rest and covering it with her saliva.

Her fingers sank deeply into her virgin folds, part of her black, dragon-like features were taking over. Dragons were selfish beings by nature who took and pilfered things that belonged to others... of course she would gladly cuck her queen and make her watch if she had the chance, said chance being right now.

Her chance to love Ritsuka in a way only a Dragon could.

Just as the albino was continuing her blowjob on her master's main dish, both the saber and archer had to make do with the leftovers. Barghest moved her tongue from left to right on the blue eyed man's right testicle as she pressed both of her massive sized breasts onto his leg, she couldn't deny that she was feeling kinda bad about the fact that she was basically cheating on her queen...

But she also felt like crying tears of joy, because her heart was satiated. Hearing Ritsuka moan because of her, and feeling how his hand gently caressed her hair was enough to make her sob. Sooner or later she would be able to share a moment of privacy with him, hold in between her arms and cradle him, protect him from everything and take his lips.

For now, she would just focus on pleasing him until he exploded, giving her the first taste of his mana that she had only dreamt of until now.

Even if Lancelot and Gawain were each of them in their own personal heaven, Tristan herself wasn't that happy in the slightest. She may have some lustful desires like any normal girl, but this was more of an annoyance than anything. Her eyelids slightly opened, allowed her to take a good look at Fujimaru's pleasure filled face.

That, and the fact that she was allowing him to praise and worship her hair annoyed her a little bit. Even if she could admit now that his child-sized cock was kinda cute, it was impossible for him to truly satisfy any woman with that, let alone her mother, not even in his wildest dream--

"HMNGH?!"

Hearing their partner starting to cough stopped both of the Fae knights, as Mélusine grabbed her throat, Barghest's hands went to her friend's back, patting it slightly.

"O-oi! Lancelot! are you ok?!"

She asked, just as Mélusine's eyes went up to look at Ritsuka's who let out a sigh of pleasure in response. Her face changed from one to pleasure into shock, a curious "oh?" escaped from Tam Lin Tristan's mouth. Even if she tried to keep it inside her mouth, she wouldn't be able to, not for much longer.

She needed to breathe, and also it was hurting a little bit.

BUAH~

The moment Baobhan Sith saw his true size, she couldn't help but gain the same expression of surprise as Lancer. The world had proven her wrong, once again.

"What... what the fuck is that... ?"

She muttered, just as Barghest gasped in delight, Morgan let out a small laugh filled with amusement at the reactions of her retainers. Mélusine kept caressing and taking care of her throat with the hand that had previously been masturbating Ritsuka until now, the Lord of Manchester felt her mouth watering at the view.

Her master's cock... had increased it's size after being sucked and licked by Mélusine for the last couple of minutes. Neither of them investigated enough on sexual terms, things such as "grower" and "shower" weren't in their vocabulary. That's why Baobhan Sith couldn't understand what she was seeing.

He was supposed to have a puny, tiny dick unable to properly satisfy any woman, so why... why was it so big now?

"Sugoi... master..."

It was time for round two, he hadn't came after all. Now it all made sense, how he could satisfy and conquer the hearts of any girl that had her way with him, and why their queen couldn't stop herself from making love to him every single day. Barghest knelt down once again, just as Mélusine licked her lips with her long, snake-like tongue.

Baobhan Sith was clearly annoyed, just as she started to kiss one side of his now thick, long shaft.

"Don't think too much of yourself, you bastard... who cares about your big dick?"

She replied, trying to hurt his self-esteem. However, the "I do~" that Mélusine let out just as she started to lick him from the base to the tip going up and down as fast as she could proved her wrong. Fujimaru closed his eyelids as he felt how Barghest joined in, moving her tongue and using her lips at her own peace just as Baobhan's lips kept kissing him.

It was big enough for all of them now.

Sluuurp~ sluuurp sluuurp~

Ritsuka on the other hand, had his eyes completely glued to the rooftop, unable to face the depraved scene before him, let alone his wife who unlike previous occasions, was looking at the bed with a calm, happy smile as her tilted head rested against her closed fist, the witch thoroughly enjoyed the expression her lover was making.

Because it meant he was also accepting her love, in the form of her knights.

"Are you enjoying yourself, my husband?"

She asked, and all he could reply with was another moan as he felt Barghest starting to suck on his cock, Mélusine parted ways with his shaft a little bit to give her compatriot some space to move her head, even if she would love to give him a taste of her breasts, she couldn't keep his cock to herself for much longer.

That's why she sucked and squeezed his meat as hard as she could, making sure he felt her throat.

Buah~

Letting go off it was harder than what it looked. The black dog licked her lips as both her and Mélusine looked at the pink-haired vampire, it was her turn to worship their master now. The vampire got closer to the human's dick, her grey pupils reflecting it's shape and size perfectly, just as her nose smelled the pre-cum, sweat and saliva her partners left in him.

It was utterly disgusting, she didn't knew if she could--

"Allow me to help you, Baobhan Sith."

Raising her hand towards her daughter, the head of the fae got covered in a blueish aura; waving it down, Baobhan's head got forced on Ritsuka's cock against her will. Fujimaru didn't moaned, but rather, screamed. Morgan was controlling her daughter's movements with just a finger, forcing her to go up and down.

Swallowing his entire length on her own.

GULG GULG GULG GULG GULG~

Tears started to stream down the girl's eyes as she felt her throat being invaded by him. His long, thick, disgusting cock being squeezed and penetrating her throat as if she was an onahole, her blood boiled not because of anger against her mother, but him. How dare he, trick her with a child-sized penis?

Now she was being humiliated, and treated like less than a toy.

Like a Harlot.

The human, however, wouldn't be able to last much longer. Something Morgan noticed by his reactions, and his heavy breathing. The witch quickly meditated between letting her daughter swallow her husband's cum or him spraying it across their faces, the later would be preferable, her knights deserved a treat.

"I-I'm... I'M CUMMING!"

The High queen couldn't help but smile, as her fingers raised; finally allowing Baobhan to breathe once again.

"Do it, my husband. Love my knights and love as well."

She said, just as a long, pleasure filled moan escaped her better-half's lips. Ritsuka's dick throbbed as long, thick ropes of cum erupted from it, dirtying their faces, and mouths. Mélusine felt herself cumming a little bit just on the smell of his mana, as Barghest's tongue went up to lick her nose.

Baobhan's eyelids opened up, just as she started to clean her face with her fingers.

"Ahhh~... master's mana... it's truly the best!"

Moaned the dragon girl, as her tail waved from left to right. Barghest squeezed her breasts trying to satiate her urges, a foursome had to be slow, each member, by logic, would need to have their turn. So she needed to suppress her desires to ride Ritsuka until dawn, she was also doing this for her ruler.

"y-yes... I suppose so..."

She replied, Tam Lin Tristan denied with her head... maybe it had a good flavor, but it's not like she was enjoying this in the slightest. No sir. The trio looked at their master, just as their queen nodded, satisfied. His cock was still big enough to give a creampie to all of them, but it was still too soon.

"All of you, line up looking at me. It's my husband's turn."

As humiliating as it was, she would always obey her mother. Baobhan got on all fours alongside the dog and the dragon, right between the two, giving Morgan a full view of their faces. Barghest tried to look away, ashamed of the fact that her entire figure could be seen by her queen, noticing how Ritsuka was crawling towards them.

Then, the sudden realization hit her.

"Master, wait! that place is-- UGHHHH~"

Barghest's request got interrupted the moment her love's tongue started to invade her butthole. Neither of them had any mercy with him when they were milking him like a cow, why the hell would he consider having any sort of consideration with them? specially when he had not one but three different cakes all lined up from the biggest to the smallest, ready to be devoured.

And by god's name, he'll make sure to eat them out.

Sluuuurp slurp sluuurp sluuuuurp~

"A-AGHHHH!~ M-MASTER! STOP IT!"

She begged, feeling the saliva and expert tongue of the human starting to invade her butthole just as her asscheeks were being spread by his hands. Ritsuka let go off them however, allowing her butt to squeeze his head at the same time his fingers surrounded the blonde's hip, pushing himself even deeper.

Thanks to her size, she had a bust and ass even bigger than that of his wife's.

The woman's breath speed up, quickly becoming intense and turning into panting. Barghest's hand squeezed the edge of Ritsuka's bed as she tried to evade her queen's gaze, who was paying special attention to her tearful face. Gawain of the many lovers had lots of partners in her life on Faerie Britain, but no one had ever--

SLUUUUURP~

"S-STOOOP! NOT IN FRONT OF MY QUEEN!"

Tears started to fall down her face, right at her side, Tam Lin Tristan let out a small laugh, hearing and seeing Barghest in such a weakened position, humiliated and being put in her place was turning out to be amusing enough to let her forget the embarrassing situation she was in, she couldn't understand what that bastard was doing.

Licking that place and getting pleasured from such thing... how revolting, she didn't even wanted to imagine the same thing being done to her mother.

A "hmm?" came out of the white-haired queen's mouth, as her eyelids closed up slightly.

"Do not try to ruin my husband's fun, Tam Lin Gawain. This is one of his favorite ways to show affection, give in."

The face of shock her daughter gained confused her, just as Ritsuka's hands squeezed the asscheeks of the girl with two-colored eyes. Ritsuka's tongue kept exploring the insides of her anus, making her moan and whimper just like a dog. She couldn't keep resisting, she was going to reach an orgasm by having her ass licked...

In front of her fucking queen.

"I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMIIIING!~"

Just before she did, Ritsuka took his head off her butt, going to her pussy as quickly as he could to attack it with the small few seconds he had. Managing to drink her love nectar just on time as her arms gave in, the blonde's limp body fell onto the bed, her face looking at the floor as her arms hanged.

She was completely out of commission, mostly due to embarrassment and the adrenaline.

Forty-Eight's head separated himself from saber's genitalia, licking his own lips in absolute bliss. He could get accustomed to eating Barghest out if she ever mustered enough courage to ask for this type of reward, away from the eyes of others. His face darted towards the girl with grey eyes, who looked back at him with panic on her face.

No, this was too much.

"Listen to me piece of shit! don't you da-- AHHHHHREEE!~"

A scream, an even louder one than the one Barghest had let out as she orgasmed, came out of the pink-haired girl's throat. From the deepest part of her soul, a fire was being lighted up the moment Fujimaru's mouth stuck itself to her butt. He quickly noted that this was Baobhan's weakspot, useful information in case this happened again.

His tongue wasted no time, her body wasn't as impressive as Morgan's or Barghest's, but neither her ass nor her breasts were small by any mean, quite the contrary. Ritsuka's tongue quickly started to go in circles, playing with the entrance to Baobhan Sith's butthole before entering it to properly start eating her out.

The girl, unlike the blonde, grabbed the bed and sunk her claws onto it as her heart sped up.

What... is... this?

Her mind was going blank the more Ritsuka licked. It felt as if his tongue was trying to reach her guts; Morgan smiled upon seeing the expression her Heir was making, feeling no hostility towards her husband anymore. His efforts in trying to please and make her daughter enjoy this were commendable, she would need to reward him tomorrow.

The Master took his hands right to his Servant's asscheeks, pressing them against his head while grabbing them firmly, using his tongue to fully impale Baobhan's insides while the girl kept squirming, desperate to get her hip away from that man's jaw. It was a fruitless effort that only turned him on even more.

Her skin, and her sweat... they tasted and smelled like strawberries, what a fitting flavor and scent, considering her red hair.

"I'll kill you! I'll kill you! I'LL KILL YOU!"

She started to yell, an obvious sign of her body getting closer and closer to orgasm. Out of all the humiliations she had even experienced as both a Faerie and a Servant, this one was the worst. Even bigger than this bastard choosing Artoria's beauty over hers back in Faerie Britain. She was being degraded in front of her beautiful, perfect and magnanimous mother.

The queen of Faeries, however, simply pointed her open palm towards her child, managing to grasp her attention just as Ritsuka rubbed his lips against her skin and flesh.

"Let go, Baobhan Sith. I shall allow it."

That was the last straw. Just as Ritsuka's mouth went straight for her vampire pussy, the moment he started to lick her folds and penetrate her in a sweet, loving and torturous cunnilingus, she reached her limit. Her voice screamed for her mother just as she fed up Fujimaru with her fluids, who drank every single drop until there was nothing left.

SLAP~

"Ite!"

Just as he was preparing himself to go towards Mélusine, the dragon girl's tail hit his head, making him turn towards her. Once she felt his eyes on her rear, the little Lancer waved her hip from left to right, having separated her asscheeks herself as a way to invite the man of her dreams to devour her cake.

Ritsuka blushed at the view, as he saw the smiling face of Mélusine looking straight into his soul.

"Come on master~ take a bite!~"

How could he not?

His head sank itself right between Mélusine's small but cute butt as he repeated the notion for a third time, now having an easier time than before. What Ritsuka didn't expected however, was that her tail would go around his neck, squeezing it and pulling him even closer to her hip, just as she let out a happy, cheerful moan.

Unlike the previous two, she made sure her queen and herself were looking straight into each other's eyes. Although her expression changed, regaining her seriousness, while Mélusine's smile just increased it's size.

Sluuuurp~ sluuurp~

A loud and exaggerated moan came out of her mouth, just as her tongue did as well. This feeling of accomplishment, of superiority, of stealing something precious and keeping it for herself... it was wonderful. Ritsuka was giving her his love, to her, not to Morgan, and she had to stay still and take a closer look.

She couldn't wait to feed him with her juices, and for the moment he finally took her first time.

"You seem to be enjoying yourself... Lancelot."

"I DO!~"

Yelled back the girl with golden eyes almost instantly, while her tail forced Ritsuka's head into and lips to eat her out even more. Moving in circles and then penetrating it, coming in and out as quickly and as fast as he could. Knowing fully well what she was planning and doing, he knew he needed to make this less humiliating for his love.

That's why he started to finger and play with her folds, opening and closing them constantly with his fingers while the thumb pressed itself against her small clit.

This, of course, sent shivers down Mélusine's back.

"Ohhhh!~ M-master! w-wait! I don't wanna cum yet!"

She screamed. She hadn't teased her queen enough to be fully satisfied. But Ritsuka was determined to shut her up. He loved Morgan, and he was going to prove it to her, which is why he moved his head while still licking Mélusine until his mouth finally found the Dragon's womanhood, starting to caress it with his lips.

His mouth sucked the woman's labia majora, while his tongue attacked her labia minora, shortly after he got inside her little hole, taking it's sweet time in tasting and enjoying her honeypot. Albion's remnant finally stopped her teasing as she started to moan, being forced and pushed with each lick closer and closer to cumming.

Yet, eventually, she welcomed it.

Just because it was him.

"I'M CUMMING! MASTER! MASTER! MASTEEER~"

Her tail pushed Ritsuka against her genitalia as much as it could, while her legs closed themselves on his neck, forcing him to drink everything. Morgan's husband closed his eyes, separating himself from Mélusine once she stopped filling his throat. They weren't draining him as much as Morgan did, that was a plus.

But it was still three against one.

His deep, blue eyes met his wife's, who smiled at him with a loving expression. He wanted to go there and kiss, her, show her his love, embrace her and take her as his, but he couldn't reject her gift. Much less right now, where he was almost done.

"Go ahead, my husband. Finish off whoever you wish, take your pick."

For him, the choice was already pretty obvious. Ritsuka grabbed his cock with one hand, pointing it towards Melusine's entrance. The girl, who was still somewhat conscious after experiencing such a wonderful sensation, noticed what her Master was trying to do. He was gonna take advantage of her to fuck her into oblivion so she wouldn't bother Morgan anymore.

She had one last thing she wanted to say before being claimed as his woman.

"Go on and take me... my dear master... let's have hot and steamy Netorare sex in front of Queen Morgan!~"

Ritsuka let out a sigh just as his wife took her hand to her nasal bridge, massaging it to try and ease up her anger while a vein appeared on her forehead, covered by her hair locks. Tam Lin Lancelot let out a laugh, feeling the tip of Fujimaru rubbing itself and caressing her genitalia. The man pressed forward, opening her folds.

The dragon held and squeezed the bed as tears fell down her cheeks. The human's hands grabbed and pulled her hip towards his own, allowing his cock to properly invade and penetrate her insides; reaching deeply enough to destroy her hymen shortly after. A whimp escaped from Mélusine's lips, mixed up with the joy of being loved by him.

The fire in her chest, the desire to cry tears of joy, to hold on to him and kiss him, it was just as overwhelming as his warmth and the pleasure she experienced right now. If only he could hold her in his arms instead of fucking her in a doggystyle, but it was fine. She had her way quite a lot by this point.

Plus, she could keep looking at Morgan this way.

"A-ahhh~ Master... Master! Ritsuka!~"

She moaned, just as she felt how he started to properly penetrate her. Ritsuka let out a groan of pleasure the moment he felt Mélusine's tightness. Her pussy quickly started to squeeze his entire shaft, just as his hip moved, clashing against her asscheeks in a "Plaf~" sound, the bed started to squeak.

Plaf plaf plaf plaf plaf~

He wasn't being sweet, but it wasn't a big deal due to her resistance. Losing her virginity wasn't painless, that's for sure... but the feeling of being watched, of staring into Morgan's eyes just as she was being fucked like a dog, it was more than enough to take her mind off the pain. The girl with golden eyes let out her tongue as she closed her eyelids.

Humanity's last master stopped himself, trying to breathe and calm down, rubbing his hips against the girl's ass, allowing his pelvis to feel how soft and smooth her rear was.

Now he understood why she was called the most beautiful knight in Faerie Britain.

"M-Mélusine... you're squeezing me too much!"

He groaned, making the girl laugh. Somehow, she felt her lips dry and desperate for attention, realizing that he hadn't taken the virginity from her mouth. Surprising her partner, the girl turned around to face him while his cock was still inside her, looking straight into each other's eyes.

The dragon extended her arms towards him, wanting to be held by them.

"Kiss me, Ritsuka!"

She requested, and he relented. Fujimaru started to mating press Mélusine while also kissing her for the first time, closing his eyes to try and take off her mind from Morgan's gaze. His tongue moved itself around her own, feeling how her length went straight for his throat, as if trying to form a nest inside it.

For her, it felt like a dream.

As if she was his wife instead.

"Hmmm!~"

The taste... it was indescribable. These were the lips that Morgan had been tasting ever since she got summoned into Chaldea, the lips that she had only dreamt of. Tears started to fall down from Tam Lin Lancelot's face, as her womb got penetrated over and over, Ritsuka's balls kept hitting her rear, using the weight of his taller body to keep her in place.

PLAF PLAF PLAF PLAF~

His penetration and movements got even wilder and more animal-like, just like how she wanted him to be. She wanted to be fucked like the dragon she was. The human felt how his movements started to become more difficult, mainly because her insides didn't wanted to let him go. They were sucking him in, as if trying to prevent his escape.

Inside her mouth, she could feel and taste his tongue pressing her own, trying to dominate her, she wouldn't lose this war. Their first kiss, their first tongue kiss, she wanted to rule him and make him hers.

"Ikshu... kaaahhh~"

She could barely speak his name, as she kept slurping, licking and drinking the saliva, breathing through her nose. Hearing her voice did nothing but trigger something inside the man, who kept moving himself more and more as his cock started to throb. Mélusine felt it, his adrenaline, his determination, his manliness.

Who could've thought that such a gentle, kind and respectful boy could be this dominating whenever he got angry?~

Her muffled moans started to increase just as Ritsuka's thrusting did. His fucking reached a point where he managed to wake up both Barghest and Baobhan Sith, who turned their gaze to finally see the scene happening before them. Fujimaru closed his eyes, just as he prepared himself to come out, he pulled backwards.

Mélusine, however, used her legs to hold him in place without his consent, forcing him to sunk his cock right back where it belonged, she wouldn't waste his precious mana. She would take it all in, straight into her dragonic womb.

SPLUUUUUUUUURT~

"HMMMMMMPHHHHHH~"

Finally, totally satisfied, she could let both her voice and consciousness die off. The White dragon got taken into the land of dreams, while having the weight, the lips and the body of the man she loved the most above her. Ritsuka departed from Mélusine's lips shortly after finishing, taking out his still erect cock from her as well.

Alright... that wasn't what he intended to...

"Do not be alarmed, my dear husband. You have my blessing to cum inside my knights to your heart's content."

The "eh?" that came out of her daughter's mouth was honestly pretty amusing. Baobhan Sith turned around when she felt how Ritsuka ended up grabbing her hips; his shaft, still covered in Lancer's juices and the cum he had sprayed out on her insides, rubbed itself against her asscheeks, dirtying her perfect skin with his revolting seed.

A shiver ran down her spine.

"IF YOU STICK THAT INSIDE ME I SWEAR TO GOD I'LL RIP YOUR BALLS O-- OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!~"

Tristan's face deformed itself into an expression of pure pleasure when, without a second thought, the husband of Morgan closed his mouth and shut his eyes as hard as he could, if Mélusine was tight, Baobhan Sith was another thing entirely. Perhaps due to the hate she felt towards him, or the rejection, but her insides...

They felt as if they were trying to rip his cock off.

Holy... shit...

Perhaps she was going to stay true to her words in a sense. Fujimaru's hands squeezed Baobhan's hip as he started to thrust inside her, making the vampire let out another scream. Sex wasn't something she was accustomed to, not even in Faerie Britain, precisely because she thought of it as a disgusting act of reproduction only befitted of animals or beasts.

To her, all humans were monkeys, this included Ritsuka himself.

PLAF PLAF PLAF PLAF~

So it was no wonder she was so unbelievably tight. Another groan of pleasure, barely managing to move himself, Ritsuka's pelvis stuck itself to Baobhan's ass, as his body fell right above hers, his arms at her sides. His warm breath hitting constantly her ears, finally face to face, the girl turned her furious gaze to look up at him.

"How dare you... how dare you... how dare you?!"

She repeated, trying to regain her composure, she could feel it, that long, thick and disgusting dick poking the entrance to her womb, to her deepest parts, as the blood and pain kept coming out from the recent destruction of her hymen. Fujimaru would lie if he said he wasn't feeling turned on by the hate-filled gaze that was looking back at him.

Baobhan seemed like she wanted to reach out and use Fetch Failnaught on him, but by driving her golden stake through his dick instead.

"I-I'm sorry... does it hur-- ?"

"FUCK YOU!"

She snarled, trying to hide back the tears that were coming down from her face. The man with black hair gulped... this was his chance to either seal his fate and be executed in his sleep, or perhaps... at the very least, ensure she didn't held any grudge against him. Ritsuka closed his eyes as his arms went around the girl's neck, confusing her.

He ended up holding her, while using his knees to hold his weight, even if she was taller than him, he for sure was heavier.

"I'm sorry, Baobhan... I'll be gentle, I promise."

He replied, making the girl hiss back at him in reply, she didn't believed shit. How could he, after this retarded gorilla had stained her pride, toyed with her, and tried to destroy her bond with her beloved, precious Mother? Ritsuka, however, started to kiss and caress her neck with some gentle, love kisses.

If there was something he had learned by being used by the many women in Chaldea, and with Mashu, was that some women needed to be loved and treated as delicate flowers.

Chu~... chu~... chuu~

Forty-eight's lips started to gently and lovingly take care of the child of his lover. Baobhan now was unable to keep looking at Ritsuka, but she also refused to show her tear-filled face to her mother. Instead, she closed her eyes, looking down at the floor while her mouth bit the bedsheets and the mattress under her figure.

She hated this.

She hated him, this damn gorilla, this disgusting, filthy, stinky piece of shit...

Everything was his fault. They lost their home, their life, their future, their everything the moment he and the rest of his merry band of goodie-two-shoes arrived to Faerie Britain.

Plaf~... plaf~... plaf~

His hips started to move themselves, this time, much slower and gentler than before. That, alongside the moments he had waited in order to ensure the pain went away, should've been more than enough to at least calm her down. Ritsuka's fingers started to lovingly caress and massage the woman's shoulders, he wouldn't use his tongue to lick her, no.

He wanted to try and make her feel good, to feel reassured. To trust him, atleast this one time.

Baobhan's fingernails penetrated and destroyed everything they touched, as she closed her eyes even harder this time. The tears that were falling down her cheeks increased as she felt how he thrusted inside her, so slowly, yet so deeply. Her mind focused solely in her heart, in her memories, all the pain he and Chaldea caused her...

What would be of her life if they hadn't arrived? perhaps things would be different, things would be for the best. Mother eventually would've gotten bored of that piece of shit Beryl Gut, ending up finding that vermin Vortigern and squashed him like the bug he was. They would've taken over the planet for themselves.

And she would live happily ever after, protected under her mother's arms.

Chaldea ruined everything, Ritsuka took everything she ever held dear and then stole her mother from her.

So why...

Chuu~... chu~

As his kisses kept going, Ritsuka thrusted inside the woman one last time before he changed his lovemaking tactic, now rubbing his hip against hers, making her ass shake in response. This caused his cock to rub itself against the woman's walls, as whimpers and moans started to come out of her, he was doing a good job.

This made him smile, and continue with his assault, now kissing her head instead, rubbing his cheek, his face and nose against her hair. The strawberry scent invaded his nose, relaxing him... she was truly beautiful, he had to admit it.

Why... does it feel so good... ?

She thought, just as Ritsuka's tip rubbed itself, poking the entrance to her womb, her precious temple that never should've even be touched by anyone. This feeling, this pleasure... of being fucked... the pleasure of mating like a monkey from Proper-human history... it terrified her way more than anything she could've experienced before.

Even more than the feeling of her body rotting itself away in the darkness of her room, or the nightmares of hearing her Mother being massacred and cut into pieces she often had.

"You know something... Baobhan Sith?"

He asked, taking her out of her thoughts. Baobhan moved her head slightly as a sign that she was listening to him, which made Ritsuka hold her even closer to his chest. What he was going to say next was going to come out of his heart, not because he was trying to win her over or something... but because he truly meant it.

"Looking back on what happened at Gloucester... if I could change my answer, rather than picking up Artoria or you... I would've said "Both". Both of you are equally beautiful."

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Something changed.

Her eyelids opened up in shock the moment his words echoed through her brain. This lowly monkey, this deceiver, this useless sack of shit that ruined her life and destroyed her future... he had called her beautiful with such sincerity and honesty that even her, as much as she wanted to deny and spit on it, could feel it.

It was then that Morgan's words resonated inside her head.

"I never hated Fujimaru Ritsuka; I never could hate anyone whose dream is keep living"

The sudden realization, the final piece of the puzzle, the answer to her question finally found. Everything made sense the moment she deciphered the meaning behind her mother's words.

We are... the same...

Pan Human History and Faerie Britain. Chaldea and Faerie Camelot. Fujimaru Ritsuka and them, they were all the exact same. They just wanted to live, in their own unique way. Neither of them was right or wrong, they just wanted to keep living. Nothing more, nothing else. If things had been different, perhaps in another life... in another world...

Perhaps their Lostworld could've coexisted with them.

"A-AHHHHH!"

Ritsuka let out a moan as he felt how the insides of Baobhan Sith squeezed him once again. The girl's head moved, as she let out a moan of pleasure. This was what he was expecting; a smile drew itself across his face, the master resumed both his kissing and thrusting, this time having an easier time penetrating and fucking the Vampire lady.

Even if she kept crying, she wasn't in pain anymore.

Hearing her voice moan as her teeth perforated and destroyed his bedsheets ended up motivating Fujimaru even more; his cock pierced and impaled the Heir to Morgan's throne as he heard her moan. Ritsuka closed his eyes, trying to make his feelings reach out to Baobhan's saint graph and spirit core, as stupid as it sounded.

This was his apology, a way to say "I'm sorry for everything" while also truly offering everything he had in exchange for cordiality, nothing more, nothing else.

PLAF PLAF PLAF PLAF PLAF~

"HMMPH~ HHHHMNGHH~ HMMMMMMMMGH!"

Morgan had a small, gentle smile of pure satisfaction on her face. Seeing the tears of pleasure and joy escaping from her daughter's eyes as she was fucked and loved by her husband truly made her cold heart beat with joy. Baobhan would've never simply accepted a "I'm sorry" from Ritsuka, in fact, she might've been offended by him and request his head instead.

No, what they needed was a way for them to connect emotionally.

Whether she wanted to become one of his girlfriends after tonight, a friend, or his daughter, it was up to her. This was more than what she could've hoped for, and Le Fae was truly grateful.

Ritsuka was moaning as well, doing his best to keep thrusting and penetrating his wife's daughter as much as he could, wanting to take her to heaven. He was way past his limit, but he was still holding on; it was working, if the voice that Tam Lin Tristan was using to moan was anything to go by.

"That's enough, Husband. Stop bullying my daughter and cum inside her at once."

By the tone she was using, it wasn't a request but rather an order from an already concerned mother. Ritsuka thrusted inside his current partner one last time, the tip of his cock managing to touch and poke her womb, before he let out a long moan of pleasure, feeling how the walls tightened around his flesh.

Baobhan's screamed the moment she felt her first orgasm through penetration, losing every bit of energy in her body, even as the mana filled her reserves to the brim. Ritsuka, finally having finished with Morgan's heir, took his member out of her insides. She didn't moved, most likely she ended up being unconscious.

"U-um... Master?"

Now... all that was left was Saber.

Fujimaru, clearly tired and exhausted, turned around to face Barghest, who all this time had kept herself on four just as her queen requested. Barghest was obviously ashamed and embarrassed at her request, which is why she couldn't finish it. But it was also a half-baked precisely because of concern.

Ritsuka was on his last legs, his stamina wasn't infinite, atleast not without Ishtar, Kama or another goddess using a blessing on him to ensure he kept going.

"Are you too tired? I-I can wait for tomorrow if-- !"

His hand going towards her face to kiss her and change her position himself stopped her from talking. The blue and red eyes filled themselves with tears the moment his arms went around her body. Barghest's instincts quickly took over her brain, making her imitate Fujimaru and squeeze his body between her muscle-filled arms.

Her heart jumped, feeding itself on his love and affection as she spread open her legs for him to take her in a missionary position.

Sluuuurp sluurp sluurp~

The dog's tongue moved itself against the human's, as his genitalia invaded her body, repeating the process one last time. Barghest cradled her master between her arms as the tears started to fall from her cheeks, allowing him to dominate and lick her, she would become his; she wanted to BE his.

She wanted to become his girlfriend, his concubine, his wife, as much as Morgan's.

The idea of holding his small, precious and fragile human body between her arms to protect him from her world turned her on even more. His cock fit her perfectly, and she hoped he would reshape her into the type of woman he liked, whatever it was.

"H-hhhmph~"

She would gladly take it and change as much as he wanted her to. Her legs crossed themselves around his hip as he started to mate and breed with her like the dog she was. Ritsuka split his lips from hers for a moment, but their tongues kept licking and fighting each other right in front of her Queen's eyes.

His testicles were hitting her butt and his arms were caressing her back as he thrusted in and out, being as gentle and loving as possible just as he was with Tristan.

"Mash... ter~"

She spoke, taking a good look at Ritsuka's exhausted face. The male finally broke the kiss, allowing himself to pant heavily alongside her, she could feel it. His body may be reaching it's limit, but his balls were still filled with his thick, jelly-like Mana. A moan came out of the girl when Ritsuka's lips went to her neck, licking and kissing it.

Yes, he could mark her as his all he wanted.

She would offer everything to him, and do anything he wanted, everywhere, as long as his eyes kept looking at her, as long as he still held onto her hand.

"Barghest... Barghest... Barghest..."

The poor little thing could barely stay awake. His voice was so desperately clinging onto conciousness, it was making her maiden-heart melt. He needed her, he needed all of them. The blonde nodded as her hands caressed his head, allowing him to rest in her cleavage and smell her scent all he wanted.

Vanilla.

"Yes master! please, don't care about me! cum whenever you want to!"

She yelled, rubbing her chin against his head. The Chaldean kept penetrating the Fairy however, determined to do his best to make her cum, to fill her heart and please her just like she deserved. The Tam Lin gave into the pleasure immediately, now not caring at all about the fact that she was performing adultery in front of her ruler.

PLAFPLAFPLAFPLAFPLAF~

Because the truth was... Barghest's heart didn't belonged to Morgan or Britain anymore.

It was Ritsuka's.

Her pussy was so wet and tight after witnessing what happened to her compatriots, alongside the fact that her heart was being messed with so roughly by her feelings, that she was closer to the orgasm than the other two. Barghest's pleasure came not just from her body, but her heart as well.

And Fujimaru had fed it quite a lot that night.

"B-Barghest!"

He screamed, just as her legs locked themselves around his hip, even if Servants couldn't conceive, she wanted to believe and dream of this being their honeymoon, of him impregnating her and making her his soul mate.

"MASTER! I LOVE YOUUUUUUUHHHHH!~"

Were her last words, as the orgasm finally came, hitting her like a Noble Phantasm would. Ritsuka felt his head and his entire body falling onto Barghest's. He wouldn't be able to stand up even if he wanted to, but at the very least, the final boss had been defeated. He had accepted Morgan's gift fully.

The tender, soft and delicate arms that surrounded his body, alongside the familiar sensation of a cold cleavage on his face made him open up his eyelids slightly.

Morgan was naked, holding his head between her breasts, looking at him with eyes filled to the brim with love. The pair of hearts she only saved for him and him alone reflected his exhausted face perfectly. The High queen caressed her lover's head as she rested against the pillow, having used magic to accommodate everyone so they could sleep as comfy as possible, Ritsuka's bed was more than enough for five people.

"Sasuga wa ga Otto... I'm so proud of you, my dear Husband... "

She muttered, one of her fingers carefully moving away strands of hair from his face. The queen kissed her husband's lips, knowing fully well he barely would be able to reply, but it was ok. She felt loved by him, through her knights now resting at her side; Baobhan Sith and Mélusine at her right, Barghest alone at her left, while Ritsuka was between her arms.

It was 2 AM in the morning, way past his bed time.

"Now, go to sleep. Tomorrow I have a reward for you in exchange for your performance tonight, so I need you fully rested, alright?"

Fujimaru nodded at Le Fae's question, his mind and body relaxing themselves at the fresh sensation of her skin. Knowing these were going to be his last seconds awake, he took his chance to say goodbye until next morning.

"I love you, Morgan..."

The queen smiled in return, cuddling and caressing her lover's back between her arms.

"I love you too, My husband..."

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-[Epilogue: The scum of the earth]-

Sluurp~ sluuurp~ chuuup~

Ritsuka let out a moan as he opened his eyes, he had fallen asleep. Frantically, Master Forty-eight looked around, trying to remember where he was, when he noticed the white walls and the windows around him, his mind did a quick "click" and then he looked at his watch; 1:30 PM. At least a while before the wedding started.

"Oi... you sack of shit, you went to sleep."

Baobhan Sith's angry, annoyed voice brought him back to reality; the zipper of his Tuxedo had been pulled down, considering the church was still being prepared and Morgan herself still wasn't ready, mostly because Habetrot wanting to give her wedding dress some small finishing touches and modifications, he was left alone in his room.

Or at least, that's what he had hoped for.

No more than twenty minutes ago, Baobhan Sith, Mélusine and Barghest crossed through his door, each of the Faerie knights apparently wanted to give him their "Blessing" in order for him to have a proper, happy marriage with their beloved queen.

"Tristan, have some mercy on Master. Her majesty was too rough on him last night."

Said the black dog, completely naked just like her two partners. Ritsuka was resting not against a chair, but rather, against her cleavage, while Mélusine played with his testicles in silence. His so called "daughter" closed her eyelids as she stopped her blowjob, looking straight into her "father's" eyes with killer intent.

"To think you would cheat on Mother in her most important day... you truly are the scum of the earth, Master"

Spoke the woman just as she grabbed her breast to start giving him a mix between a blowjob and a paizuri. The Dragon girl let out a laugh as she rubbed her face and cheeks against her boyfriend's balls, her dragonic features having taken over the moment she smelt his hair. A couple of kisses on his right one, before going to the left one.

"Personally, I couldn't be happier... to think I get to steal Master from her Majesty on the day of her wedding... ahhh~ I could do this forever!"

She said, while Barghest's hands and lips caressed Ritsuka's hair. The man's face was painted red, of course he tried to stop all of them... but then again? he was a human, and they were servants. Things had improved drastically between all of them over the last month, which is why he couldn't help but beg for Morgan's forgiveness.

"I-I'm sorry..."

Hearing him mutter those words made Barghest laugh, as she started to rub herself against Ritsuka's face. The way he behaved in the battlefield was so different to the way he behaved with his harem, but it was one of the things she loved the most about her precious master. Ritsuka was perfect in her eyes.

"Do not be, master. Her Majesty would approve if she wasn't so busy with her dress right now. That's why she invited us to your honeymoon at the Enma-tei."

She replied, quickly going down to claim Ritsuka's lips. He corresponded shyly, just as Baobhan's throat started to suck her father's cock even harder, annoyed at the fact that his hands weren't paying attention to her. Her tongue moved even more wildly as her breasts squeezed his shaft, she was going to teach him a lesson in faithfulness.

"If you cheat on me the day we get married, I'll stick Fetch Failnaught up your ASS!"

Fujimaru gulped, as he closed his eyes once again, trying to relax and see if he could fall asleep again. Even if he couldn't see her, he knew Mélusine was smiling. There's a reason as to why she chose to be the last one in marrying Ritsuka, and she couldn't wait for Tam Lin Galahad's ceremony.

On the other side of the church, however, Morgan was looking herself into a mirror, as her best friend wiped away some drops of sweat from her forehead. She was wearing a beautiful white dress with blue patterns. The friend to all wives in the world smiled, nodding proudly at her most, beautiful work to date.

"It's beautiful, Totorot... thank you"

The former savior of Britain looked at the pink-haired rider, who nodded happily, floating around her bestie. She had to admit, it had been an horrendous work; she had discarded around five hundred different desings that mixed up silver, black, white and different tones of blue, until she finally decided for this one.

"You know, I once said you wouldn't look good as a bride, but I'm so happy to be proven wrong."

The High Queen smiled upon hearing her words. Letting out a sigh of joy, her heart wasn't as cold as it normally used to. For the first time in what seemed like forever, Morgan Le Fae could say that she was truly, truly happy and glad. She couldn't wait to see how her husband would look wearing his tuxedo.

Or what kind of adventures they would live.

That's why, putting on her white veil, the Berserker started to walk towards the door, Rider jumping constantly right at her side.

"Thank you, Totorot. Now let's go. My beloved husband is waiting for me."

Safe to say... Ritsuka and the Tam Lin would be scolded a little bit for making the groom arrive after the bride.

But that's a story for another time.

A Honeymoon with no equal

Miguel16310

Summary:

"From the Seventh Heaven, attended to by three greet words of power... COME FORTH FROM THE RING OF RESTRAINTS, PROTECTOR OF THE HOLY BALANCE!"

"RITSUKA! STOOOOOOP!"

"Tonelico..."

"I expect great things from you, my husband. My Ritsuka. Mine and mine alone."

Things had changed in his life way too quickly. For the better? for worst? whatever the answer was, he didn't knew. Not right now. Right after marrying the Queen of the sixth Lostbelt, Ritsuka has been taken by the Tam Lin and the queen herself to the Enma-tei to celebrate their union. Yet even he knows... wherever they go, as long as they're all together... he'll be in trouble.

Notes:

Translation into Español available: Una luna de miel sin igual by Miguel16310

Warning; this story will contain some kinks that may not be of everyone's liking, and I apologize for that in case it ruins the story for you. But I decided to let my imagination go, all so I could write the story I wanted to make. I hope you can forgive me.

List of kinks you'll find in this story:

-Female armpit hair

-Female Pubic hair

-Sweat

-Breast milk

-Nyotaimori

-Nasty cum

-Light BDSM

Work Text:

Fate/Grand Order.

Morgan's cuckquean adventures.

One-shot.

"A Honeymoon with no equal"

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-[Prelude: The queen's husband]-

Thinking about it, despite them having met a long time ago during their clash at Faerie Britain, that meeting was nothing compared to the day she arrived at Chaldea.

Ritsuka could barely walk that morning, mainly because of two things. One, Tamamo and Nero had fought over him almost the entire night, forcing master forty-eight to swallow an entire cup of coffee to remain awake. Ritsuka of course didn't complain nor hated any of his friends, so many years into saving the world, by this point Chaldea had become his family.

For better... and for worse.

"Hey dummy, pay attention to me when I speak to you!"

Jeanne alter was grabbing his right arm as he kept walking, the white-haired avenger rubbed herself constantly against her boyfriend's body, making almost impossible for him to move because on his left, the older counterpart of Lady Nobunaga repeated the same action, having the two Avengers fighting for his attention, each of them trying to drag him towards the cafeteria to have breakfast, mixed up with the fact that he had two hours of sleep...

One could understand why he was taking his sweet time in fulfilling Da Vinci and Mashu's request.

The red-haired demon king scoffed at her question, while looking down at the small little insect that desperately clung herself to her retainer for dear life.

"Do not listen to her, Ritsuka. There's no reason as to why my master should lend an ear to a Witch."

"Huuuuuuuuuhhhh?!"

The golden eyes of Gilles de Rais' creation shone with rage as her arms squeezed Fujimaru's even harder, while the taller Nobunaga squinted her eyelids. Truth be told, Jeanne alter had always hated Oda Nobunaga's childish attitude, the fact that her class changed to Avenger and she got separated into three during "Guda Guda Final Honnoji" back in June 2021 enraged her much more.

Because it meant now she had to deal with her on a daily basis... twice as much.

Her hate for the Fool of Owari had increased to such degree she would rather deal with Artoria Alter.

Fujimaru took the opportunity they gave him; since they separated from his arms to look at each other, with sparks between them. His slow, tired pace took him to the summoning room, where his better half was waiting him with a smiling face. Seeing her face filled him with energy, as he quickly tried to fix his shirt to look somewhat presentable.

"Morning, Senpai."

Greeted Shielder, walking towards him in search for affection. His heart beat with excitement and joy as the woman looked down on him. Truth be told... Ritsuka wasn't that tall despite being a healthy, sleep deprived 22 years old man. Mashu was taller than him for just a little bit, but it was one of the things he loved the most, since over the years, he had developed an habit of loving to be spoiled... most likely because of Raikou's fault.

Mashu was no exception, after all.

"Good morning... Mashu..."

His voice sounded tired, worrying his lover. The pink-haired girl curved her eyebrows as her hands caressed her master's hair, sniffing his scent. At least he managed to take a shower that day, or so she assumed. So many years into this, she already knew all his habits and the shampoo he used. She could never get tired of his smell.

When she felt the man rubbing his head against her cheek like a puppy would, it made her want to hold him between her arms and take his lips right there and then. It made Kyrielight realize just how much time has passed. When she met Ritsuka back when the incineration of humanity happened, he was a young 16 years old, same as her.

Yet now they were closer to their 23's.

"Senpai... please allow me..."

She muttered, wanting to take away some of his fatigue. Ritsuka closed his darkened eyelids with a weak smile, the woman got closer to the man she loved, taking his lips in a loving, sweet kiss. She was sure she hadn't been his first mouth that morning, but after so many years, she learned to accept it.

"HEY! you didn't kissed me that much today when I woke you up!"

Screamed the doujin artist, having stopped her arguing with Nobunaga for the time being, neither of them being happy at the sight, yet also not wanting to intervene. Ritsuka split from his love's mouth, breaking the hug as he turned around to bow an apology, knowing full well he would have to give each of them a kiss after he was done to ensure they knew he mean it.

The mage turned around to face his original lover, who nodded silently as she pointed towards the summoning circle. Ritsuka let out a sigh, he desperately, desperately needed a chocolate bar and a second cup of coffee to stay awake. Dealing with Tamamo wouldn't have been a problem, neither Nero... but the two of them at the same time... without golden apples... ?

It was too much, he was no incubus.

[Summoning circle prepared. Please initiate the summoning ritual, Ritsuka-kun]

From the command Room, the voice of Da Vinci politely asked him to begin, Goredolf was drinking a cup of tea while looking at the screen, Holmes, Sion and Muniere were also present to watch from the distance. Ritsuka's vitals were healthy... at least as much as they could be in such situation.

After so many years, he had learned to recite the ritual by memory, he just hoped that, if someone did came today, it wouldn't be too problematic or cause a scene, especially with Jeanne Alter and Lady Nobunaga present.

"Hey! Hurry up! I'm getting bored!"

Despite how tired he was, Ritsuka couldn't help but smile happily at her words, slightly nostalgic at how much things had changed between them after 2020. He got to fully know Jeanne Alter's personality as they fought against BB's scheme in Luluhawa, and honest to god he fell in love with her a second time.

Perhaps he could invite her some ice cream after this, and an hour of shogi with Lady Nobunaga would be more than enough to please the Demon King of the sixth heaven. Unlike her younger female counterpart, she preferred the small things, that's how she showcased her love to him, in her own, unique and elegant way.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll start..."

Soon after, he cleared out his throat, extending his right hand where his command spells where, channeling his mana towards the summoning circle of Novum Chaldea. Ritsuka closed his eyes, feeling his magic circuits starting to burn and react as the pattern on the floor shone with a beautiful light.

"Let silver and steel be the essence. Let stone and the archduke of contracts be the foundation. Let rise a wall against the wind that shall fall. Let the four cardinal gates close. Let the three-forked road from the crown reaching unto the Kingdom rotate!"

As the man kept going, a red tint started to come out of his command spells. The pattern shone even brighter, it was working. Goredolf looked at Da Vinci and Holmes, who nodded silently. Sion had her arms behind her back, with a stoic expression. The magic levels were rising indeed, that was normal...

What wasn't normal...

"It's more than fifty percent this early?"

Muttered the purple-haired woman with a shocked expression. Whoever was coming was either too strong, or too big. And they sure as hell didn't needed another King Protea situation in their hands. He had a bad feeling, and by the look in Holmes and Da Vinci's faces, they were thinking the same as hers.

Ritsuka, however, kept going, unaware of the rarities that were already making themselves present that particular morning.

"I hereby declare, your body shall serve under me. My fate shall be your sword, submit to the beckoning of the Holy Grail! If you will submit to this will and this reason… Then answer me!"

The spheres of the summoning circle were already shinning in a blueish color, forming the blue-whitish vortex he was already too familiar with. The connection to the throne of heroes had already been established, while Novum Chaldea's database was already starting to register and find similarities with the readings they were showing.

In the command room, Goredolf dropped his mug, horrified.

Da Vinci lost all the color of her face, still remembering the feeling of almost dying if it wasn't because of Ritsuka breaking his limits and giving Artoria all the mana he could so she kept using Garden of Avalon, and it still wasn't enough to properly defend them all. If Mashu hadn't been there with them that day...

They would've died.

"SHUT IT DOWN TECHNICAL ADVISOR! SHUT IT DOWN NOW! WE CAN'T ALLOW THAT WOMAN TO SET A FOOT IN THIS PLACE"

Yelled the director of Chaldea, looking at the small little girl, Da Vinci stood up from her seat as Sion took over, trying to cut down Ritsuka's connection to the Summoning circle. The little Rider class servant ran as far as her short legs allowed her to, Chaldea had made many contracts with former enemies over the years, heck, they even got that bastard Limbo shortly after fixing Heian-Kyo...

But her... she was an entirely different matter.

"An oath shall be sworn here! I shall attain all virtues of all of Heaven. I shall have dominion over all evils of all of Hell!"

His chant continued, drops of sweat falling from his skin at every moment, Ritsuka's feet clung to the floor, as he tried to fight back the massive amount of magical energy that was coming out in front of him. It had been quite a long time since he summoned someone so powerful, last time this happened, he remembered, was when they summoned Romulus-Quirinus.

He could barely see a humanoid figure finally manifesting itself at the bottom of the magic blizzard, a smile appeared on the young man's face, preparing himself to scream at the top of his lungs, whoever his new servant was going to be, all he prayed was that they were willing to form a bond strong enough with him and the people he cared about.

It was all he wanted, whoever they were.

"From the Seventh Heaven, attended to by three greet words of power... COME FORTH FROM THE RING OF RESTRAINTS!"

So concentrated he was in the last part, that he didn't noticed when the door got opened up. Jeanne Alter, Lady Nobunaga and Mashu turned around to face the universal woman as she got inside the summoning room, raising her claw towards Humanity's last master with a face of pure horror and despair.

"RITSUKA! STOOOOOOP!"

She yelled, yet arriving just one second too late.

"PROTECTOR OF THE HOLY BALANCE!!"

He finished, finally establishing the connection fully. A rainbow light fully taking over the blue vortex, as the magic slowly disappeared, the raven-haired male had his hands in front of him, mainly to protect himself from all the dust and the wind that came with whoever he had summoned. From behind, Mashu Kyrielight slowly took her hand to her mouth, unable to believe who was in front of her.

The pinkette stuttered, as the black robes appeared. Ritsuka moved his hand away, as he felt a shiver down his spine when he finally realized who was looking down at him. He could never forget that cruel gaze, as cold as a tundra that even put Anastasia's ice power to shame, her presence as imposing as that of Zeus, while still being a human.

The woman who almost, almost killed them all and made sure to crush any and all hopes of victory the moment she set a foot on the battlefield.

A single name came out from Shielder's trembling lips, as she barely managed to contain her desire to cry.

"Tonelico..."

The High queen squeezed her Rhongomyniad staff, pointing it up to Master forty-eight's neck, as he barely could resist the urge to run away for his dear life, not because he wanted to show respect... but because he felt as if she had frozen him in place, with just her gaze alone.

"So you have summoned me... Berserker, Morgan. I am the queen of Faerie Britain, who still curses Proper Human History. If that is not an issue, then I will lend you my power as a Servant."

Said the white-haired girl with blue locks, the words "Proper human history" coming out from her mouth with a venomous tone, with each word, she walked towards the young master of Chaldea that destroyed her homeland, taking away her Lance from his neck so they could be face to face. Now that she wasn't on her throne, she realized, he was shorter than her by a couple of centimeters.

"The fact remains that I am a queen. I expect great things from you..."

Ritsuka's eyebrows curved slightly, as the blue eyes kept looking down at him from above. Despite being 1,54 inches tall, right now he felt as if he was in the presence of a giant. The same way he felt when Percival, Mashu, Da Vinci, him and Artoria almost got killed by her copies back at Faerie Camelot.

She was looking at him with the exact same gaze, one that would kill him if he made the wrong move.

From behind her black veil, the queen smiled slightly at his reaction. He had an adorable handsome look to him. Morgan Le Fae couldn't help but raise up her left hand, wiping away a drop of sweat that was falling from his cheek so she could properly caress his face.

"My... husband."

Ritsuka had faced many challenges during his life... but on that fateful day, for the first time in his life...

He was shaken to his core.

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"Husband, I am speaking to you."

His wife's voice took him out of memory land, and Ritsuka looked up to meet his better half's blue eyes. Morgan had a white veil covering her face, very similar to the one she usually wore, alongside a silver crown crafted and designed by Totorot herself, it also strongly resembled hers as well, although this one was way smaller and less pointy to give a... friendlier, less imposing look.

Yet it was still extremely beautiful, that's what the mix of silver, black, white and blue were there for. The pink haired faerie had truly made something great for her most special day, and while her Tam Lin were still very hurt after the severe beat up their queen gave them, watching her shine so brightly made the wedding all the more beautiful.

Ritsuka blushed upon realizing he hadn't been paying any attention to his wife at all, she had been leading up the dance for the last two minutes.

"Ah-- I'm sorry Morgan, I was just... thinking..."

He answered, while resuming his movements, gently taking his wife and spinning around with her at his side. Of course their wedding was being celebrated inside Novum Chaldea, so all servants were present... or, well, most of them. Gilgamesh and Enkidu weren't interested at all in their master's wedding, all those two wanted was to bond through the heat of battle.

Each was having fun in their own way, that was something Morgan and Ritsuka appreciated.

"Thinking? about what?"

She continued, keeping him close to her chest, a way to silently tell him to give her all his attention to her and her alone. This was her day, and while she was angry at the fact that her child and her knights had been stealing precious mana from her, she indeed understood and greatly appreciated their intention of giving her husband their approval to be with her.

Ritsuka could feel all of Morgan's chest pressing itself against his tuxedo, Le Fae chuckled when she saw the beautiful red color extending itself through his cheeks, to his ears. He truly was Proper Human History's greatest treasure, if only he had been her summoner instead of Beryl Gut... no matter, she was happy with their story as it was now.

The lover of many meditated for a little bit, before his hand caressed her beautiful, long white hair.

"Everything. From the day you arrived to today... it's been just... about one month and some days? yet so much has changed for the better... I can't believe it. The first time I saw you... I thought you were going to murder me for what I did to you... "

They had already discussed this topic a hundred times already, to the point she was starting to get angry. She could never hate him as a person, nor Chaldea. They had done what they had to do to keep living, and that was it. Morgan cooled off her anger, while her gloved fingers squeezed Ritsuka's hand as tightly as they could.

She had enough, yes... but she would humor him one last time.

"Kill you? heavens, no. I could never lay a finger on you, Husband. Your life and your existence are key parts of my happiness, make sure to remember that. It is an order from your queen."

Fujimaru nodded with a smile, resting his head against his bride's cleavage, feeling the natural scent of her skin. The queen let out a long sigh as the dance continued, feeling him so close to her heart made her soul burn with joy, it was worth it. Every second of watching Ritsuka cheat, kiss, love and cum inside other women that weren't his wife...

It was all worth it in the end, because she knew, she felt in her cold, merciless soul...

That he was hers.

"My husband... mine and mine alone..."

She muttered, kissing his head while she continued to spoil him. She could barely wait for tonight. She had prepared a special surprise for him, to make sure he marked her as his property just as she would do the same. It had been... troublesome and embarrassing, but it was all for their happiness.

For now, they would enjoy each other's presence as the music kept going.

.

.

The moment they were alone, Morgan released hell on earth, for the lack of a better term. The queen of Faerie Britain pushed her husband against the wall, surprising the master as he felt the breasts of his lover as he looked up; even with the white fabric covering her face, Ritsuka knew Morgan enough to realize...

She became his predator.

"Husband... husband... husband..."

Muttered the queen, over and over again as she rubbed herself against Fujimaru, her gloved hands going towards his face, before pulling the man towards her own for a kiss. Her tongue moved itself wildly inside the human's mouth, as his eyebrows curved. His hands went down in her back, caressing her hair until he found just what he was looking for.

That massive, gigantic ass that had been driving him insane all night.

He gently gave it a squeeze hard enough to make the bride moan, oh how she loved this man. The faerie of paradise licked his tongue even harder, twisting her own around it as if she was a snake. His delicious saliva filled to the brim with mana, with life, it made her spirit core burn with excitement at the idea of draining him that night.

Her nipples were already in pain, wanting to be milked and sucked by his mouth.

Before Ritsuka realized, Morgan's free hand caressed his hair as a blue light covered them both. She had used a simple spell of teleportation to take them not to Ritsuka's room, but rather, to her own. Fujimaru found his body falling into a massive bed that, if he wasn't wrong, would be more than enough for ten people or more.

Morgan's weight and her breasts above him made him feel even more weak than before. Especially because he could still see her silhouette and those shiny eyes looking at him from the darkness. It was fitting, he thought. Morgan, however, seemed to know what he was thinking, as her hand gently traveled from his cheek to his chin.

"Considering the fact that you've taken my virginity at your room... I thought it would be fitting for us to have our night as newlyweds in my room, my beloved husband..."

She muttered, Ritsuka kind of understood, and he simply nodded while looking at his wife with a happy expression. Le Fae utterly adored the fact that he looked so cute with that smile and red tint on his cheeks, his looks were indeed worthy of praise. She loved both sides of him, in battle he was a master sharpened by pain, suffering and overcoming challenges, yet he hadn't discarded his human, gentle nature whenever he was at peace.

It turned her on... to no end.

"Touch me... husband..."

She begged, as her mouth got closer to his, and Ritsuka kindly accepted, closing his eyes as he opened his mouth to allow the queen to devour him completely. His hands started to first and foremost, caress her butt, squeezing and feeling it even through the Fabric. At first, Ritsuka was jealous at the thought of others looking at his bride... but he soon came to learn that Morgan had casted a spell on her own figure from the moment she got summoned to Chaldea.

It greatly reduced the size of her rear and her bust, making her less attractive to any other possible heroic spirit from both genders.

There was only one man in this world allowed to look at her with lust in his eyes, and she had married him that exact same night.

Feeling his tongue inside her mouth brought her a sense of relief. Morgan as a cruel, merciless tyrant that had once believed in bringing hope, peace and love to the land of the Fae before she merged with her counterpart from Proper human history. Yet, even so, Ritsuka was able to make her feel like a maiden in love.

Sluurp... sluuurp... sluuurp~

His mana was exquisite.

Soon enough Ritsuka, with some help of course, ended up taking off her dress, leaving her only with her wedding underwear and her garments. Morgan had made sure to turn off all the lights in her room, so Ritsuka couldn't properly see her body, not yet. This gave her some chance to surprise him.

The smell of her nectar invaded the master of Chaldea's nose, feeling how his heart was starting to beat even harder.

"Hmmm... yes... that's right Husband... worship your queen... desire me..."

She demanded, feeling his fingers squeezing her ass-cheeks and grabbing them made her feel pride in her existence. She was indeed above Artoria, any of her counterparts. Despite her arriving first, Morgan had won the war that night after Ritsuka and her put on their wedding rings before Amakusa told them to kiss each other.

Fujimaru's mouth gently yet desperately clung onto Morgan's neck, kising and licking it while he felt his cock pressing against his own underwear. He hadn't received proper attention yet, so he still wasn't fully erect, but that didn't meant it wasn't painful. Le Fae noticed it immediately, yet she simply laughed slightly.

She would need to pamper and spoil him even more from now on, it was her duty as his wife.

"M... Morgan... please take it off..."

He asked, stopping his mouth from kissing and biting her neck more than he had already done. The queen nodded silently as her naked hands went towards Ritsuka's bowtie, then the buttons of his jacket, and lastly his shirt. They had no time to waste, she had prepared herself for a long time to make sure this night was unforgettable.

Forty-eight would lie if he said he wasn't surprised at how quickly he found himself naked, wearing just his boxers, just as Morgan was only wearing her lingerie. Berserker moved her head a little bit, a sweet gesture that demanded him to keep worshiping her skin, so he did. The magus went to his servant's skin, taking out his tongue wanting to taste her sweat, the softness and imprint it into his brain.

The long sigh Morgan let out made him shiver and feel happy. It was true that Mashu was his soul, and he was her heart... the woman he fell in love with... but Morgan had taken his heart as well, and now he needed her as much as he needed all the other girls he had spent so many years with.

Who could've thought this is how his life would end up?

"Hmmm~... yes, my husband... that's it... I am your queen... your wife... fulfill your orders... and give me everything you are..."

Nothing. She wouldn't let anything left for the others, at least that night. Ritsuka's teeth sank into Morgan's skin, making her moan as she felt his tongue moving itself from let to right, marking her has his property. The man had fought so bravely against her back in Faerie Britain, yet there he was now, devoting himself to her, to the woman that tried to take his head and destroy his world.

Making her heart beat with love as his hands now went for her massive breasts, unable to believe their size, Fujimaru squeezed and massaged both of them, while his lips grabbed a little bit of her skin, capturing it so he could lick it. Feeling the strings of saliva falling from her skin to the rest of her body was insane.

He was going all out on her, way more than he did when he took her virginity, but she greatly appreciated it.

SLAP~ SLAP~

Of course, spanking her was entirely allowed. Her body, that spirit origin, her mind, her soul, her everything was his the moment she step outside that summoning circle. But she also wanted his everything. Morgan felt shivers ran down her spine while Ritsuka couldn't hold himself back anymore; leaving her neck, he went to her mouth instead, dominated by an urgency to make her his again, his heart was begging him desperately to "ruin" the queen of the fae.

To make sure no one would ever look at her again or feel attracted to her, he had to ruin her, so she was only his. This feeling of desperation born out of love and jealousy for a person that didn't even exist fuelled his actions more than once. Yes, Ritsuka had never wanted a harem, and before Morgan arrived, he was constantly sleeping in places he shouldn't be...

But he always, always, always wanted them to be only his, and no one else's.

Morgan moved her lips against his own as she pushed his head against the pillow. While his left hand caressed and squeezed her breast, forcing the milk to come out and stain her bra, his right hand kept spanking and playing with her ass-cheeks. They were so big, like jelly. By heavens, even the slightest movement she made, he could hear that "clap clap" he loved so much.

The different smells of her skin, her sweat, her nectar and the milk that was coming out of her nipples... he was losing his mind.

Morgan broke the kiss, she still had a couple of tricks hidden, and it was time to give Ritsuka his reward. She knew everything about her husband, including his hidden desires that he thought, kept hidden from her. The human let the Fae move herself as she pleased; she ended up sitting on him, allowing their genitals to touch each other, protected still by each of their underwear.

Their bodies claimed for one another, and Morgan knew it.

"My husband... lick my armpit..."

She requested, and Ritsuka nodded. It wasn't that strange, he already worshipped and practiced oral sex to her during missions quite frequently, like a puppy, this was his way to show appreciation and love to his lovers. The man closed his eyes, as he felt Morgan's right arm going behind his head, pulling him towards her while he opened his mouth.

What he didn't expected however... was that instead of skin... his tongue felt hair.

What the--

A shiver ran down his spine as he opened his eyelids, looking up to Morgan's face. The queen of the Fae smiled at him, with a barely noticeable blush on her face as she nodded. When Tam Lin Galahad told her about Ritsuka's liking of a woman's pubic hair, she couldn't believe it, not at first... until she got shown his secret collection of Manhwas, exclusively drawn for him by the Jeanne sisters.

It was a strange kink, but she kind of understood. Ritsuka was attracted to a woman's scent and fluids, that explained why he loved to eat them out so much whenever they were out in the battlefield.

Fujimaru, of course, was ashamed.

"I... I'm sorry... do you think... I'm a weirdo... ?"

He muttered, yet Morgan moved her head from left to right, in denial. Her fingers gently caressed his shoulders, reassuring him. He couldn't keep his sky-like gaze from her face, that smile filled with love, Morgan was the god-damn winter witch... yet she was showing him such love right now that she might as well be the summer lord as well.

She could never think poorly of her chosen one.

"Never, my husband. You're you. I asked you to offer everything that is "Ritsuka Fujimaru" to me, no exceptions. This fetish is a part of who you are, it makes me love you much more, because I get to discover new ways in which you can love me, and new ways in which I can let you love me."

She replied, wanting to make sure he finally understood what she meant by that phrase she said so often. Ritsuka finally understood everything, or at least, a big part of it all. Why Morgan accepted his "harem" and why despite her love for him and her desires, she let him cheat on her with all of his other lovers.

Yet it was also the same reason as to why she never stopped looking at him.

It was all a part of who he was, but that didn't made him a bad man. He was a kinky one, yes. But he had a pure heart, and Morgan loved all those things. That's what made Ritsuka who he was, the man she fell in love with, and the man she wanted to dedicate her existence to.

"Now, husband... offer yourself to me."

How could he not, after her little speech?

Ritsuka's mouth sank itself into the woman's sweaty armpit, as his tongue started to move itself, going up and down on the woman's armpit, licking the white hair as if it was the most delicious thing ever. She was a stranger to this kind of sensation, truth be told. He was going far beyond her expectations, with that energy.

Sluuurp... sluuurp~

While he licked her hair, he also rubbed his hips against hers. Morgan moaned and sighed slightly, imitating his gestures as she felt the tongue worshipping and looking for any drop of sweat it could find. Ritsuka's cock while still not fully awakened was still rubbing itself against her flower, sending her waves of pleasure that were exciting her much more.

Hearing him sniff her just like a dog would almost made her laugh, it was ticklish and cute.

"Morgan... Morgan... my Morgan..."

He muttered, kissing her side-boob and licking it as well, making a trail of saliva all the way back to the white hairy zone, Le Fae sighed again, trying to hold on her moaning. The extra hair that she had been carefully growing the past month made that zone way more sensitive than what it normally was.

The feeling of Morgan's massive ass-cheeks rubbing themselves against his hip enraged his cock much more, there were so many things he wanted to do to that woman right now.

But first and foremost... even if he could continue to lick and smell his wife's armpits forever, what was calling to him was that bastard preventing him from fully enjoying her breasts. Le Fae noticed his change of mood and where his tongue concentrated itself, now more focused on her boob than her sweatiest part.

Yes, of course. She was his Morgan, and only his.

The queen snapped her fingers, her bra disappeared into blue particles, freeing the breasts he loved so much. Ritsuka's eyes shone as if he was a kid in a toy store upon seeing his wife's breasts. They were soaked in her milk, and it was still oozing out of both nipples as he kept looking, the sweet scent, now in it's full strength, affected him greatly.

The position changed, and now he was above his wife while she had her head against the pillow. Le fae sighed the moment she felt his tongue starting to lick her left breast, feeding himself as if he was a baby. Her theory was right indeed, Ritsuka loved the smell and scent of women, it was what drove him crazy and turned him on to no end.

Exactly as Elizabeth Bathory described.

Sluuuuurp~ sluuurp sluuurp sluuuuuurp~

Hearing and seeing lick her nipple while his throat moved, drinking her milk just like a baby made her feel like a woman. Morgan let out a sigh, she had been breastfeeding Ritsuka since the night he took her first time, but tonight she felt different. It felt as if with each lick he gave, with each sip he drank...

"Hmmm~"

She felt more and more his.

The queen of the Fae moaned as she looked up at the rooftop of her bed, Ritsuka was thrusting his hips and rubbing the small tent against her crotch, trying to please her while he kept drinking. Sure, his cock was in it's small size and they were both still wearing their underwear, but the "fake penetration" was more than enough to please her.

Her fingers gently caressed the back of his head, as she felt his lips squeezing out the pink button even harder, desperate for more milk.

"Such a hopeless husband you are... I have no other choice but to spoil you for all eternity..."

She muttered, and Fujimaru started to pull her breast with his head, moving it backwards in reply. Morgan moaned even louder this time, as she felt how her pussy was invaded by Ritsuka's cock, yet protected by her underwear. A part of her wanted him to destroy the fabric with his sheer might, but it was still too soon for him to fill her with his mana.

No, for now she would let him feed himself as much as he wanted, then she would initiate part two. Ritsuka did exactly as she expected; Morgan's supply was unlimited, and so was his hunger for his wife's royal milk.

Chup... chup... chup~

It was cute. The face he was making, so peaceful yet so lustful, with his eyes closed. She could read it perfectly, he was begging her, with each suck that she didn't left his side. If she hadn't seen him fight and command his comrades into the battlefield, she wouldn't believe this was the same man that defeated her alongside the Child of prophecy.

"There there, my husband... enjoy the milk of the queen of the Fae... it's yours and yours alone, I won't give our children a single drop, I promise..."

She muttered, kissing his head as his tongue now went in circles around the pink button, after a couple of minutes, Ritsuka finally stopped himself, looking up at his wife with a shameful expression. For how long had he been drinking from her tits? he lost himself so much in the flavor that he forgot this was their wedding night.

Morgan laughed, as her finger went towards the man's lips, gently rubbing away a white drop, Morgan waved her index in front of his face for a moment, before he opened his mouth to lick it.

He was in the palm of her hand, just like that.

Her beloved husband... her Britain...

Once Ritsuka made sure to clean up his wife's finger, he let go off it, entirely covered in his saliva. Morgan advired the view; her husband, humanity's last hope, completely blushed while looking at her with an expression of expectation, and her finger soaked in his saliva. It felt so good to be alive, to be herself tonight.

"Morgan... I want to please you as well..."

He muttered, feeling a desire to give her as well. Of course, he may be her husband, but Ritsuka didn't considered himself a king. He was her consort, her better half, what she needed to be complete. He made her feel whole, alive, loved, and like a woman. The female berserker nodded as she got closer to him, pushing him against the mattress.

It was time for her to reveal him her second surprise.

"Let's enjoy each other at the same time, husband."

Fujimaru knew what she meant, so he nodded. Rurika's brother, now with his love on top of him, admired the massive butt in front of him, just as Morgan was facing his underwear, he was facing her. This wasn't their first sixty-nine, and much less Ritsuka's. Just as Le Fae was pulling down his underwear to reveal his "Hopeless child penis" covered in foreskin that she loved so dearly, he wanted nothing but indulge himself in the flower of the former Avalon Le Fae.

He was expecting her pristine, porcelane-like womanhood... but instead...

What he saw sent him shivers.

Morgan noticed it immediately, as she turned around to face her rear, unable to see Ritsuka's face, yet knowing exactly the kind of expression he was making right now. Her pride as a Wife and as a Queen was at its peak. Yes, Ritsuka loved to taste, smell and lick women as if he was a dog... this of course included their pubic hair, soaked in honey.

What he didn't expected... was that Morgan had carefully shaved it to reveal skin in a pattern he recognized instantly. It was the command seals on his right hand.

"Mor... gan... ?"

He barely managed to say her name, just as his wife moved her hip from left to right, making her ass-cheeks clap for him. Some drops of her honey fell on his shocked face, the sweet, delicious scent of her folds and womanhood was melting his brain, it smelled like peaches. That was the natural scent of his wife's body and fluids, just like how Baobhan smelled like strawberries, Mélusine smelled like blueberries, and Barghest like apples.

The woman blushed at the implicit question. A clear "why?", but the answer was pretty obvious from her point of view.

"Because I love you, my husband..."

She replied, having nothing else to say. She had spent countless hours studying her husband's command seals after she grew out her hair down there, and then used "Thoughtform" to create a clone of herself to help her carefully shave said pattern in exposed skin, leaving plenty of hair for him to lick and enjoy while still having it clearly visible.

The black-haired man didn't knew what to say after that.

Instead, he let his heart do the talking. Ritsuka's mouth went straight for his queen's genitalia, sticking itself to it, letting the delicious peach-like flavor and smell invade his mouth and nose respectively. The master took his hands towards his lover's butt of course, enjoying the feeling of her flesh between his fingers...

Just as his mouth connected itself to her soaked, hairy pussy.

Sluurp... sluurp... sluuurp~

The master's tongue moved itself gently on her labia majora, while at the same time, the queen of the Fae moved her tongue in circles around her husband's little shaft, making sure to kiss his pelvis and testicles to leave as many lipstick marks as she could, like she always did whenever she gave him oral sex.

Unbeknownst to Fujimaru, while her fingers sank themselves on his gonads, she was already starting to apply her magic. Part two of her plan had already been set in motion, the more her fingers kept caressing his balls as her tongue slowly peeled off the foreskin, way past the point of return.

He could barely contain a moan the moment he felt his wife's lips squeezing his cock after having pushed back his foreskin just a little bit. Morgan was seriously enjoying herself right now, as much as he was, yet he wouldn't lose, not to her, not to his beloved wife. His tongue moved itself even harder, pressing and playing with her folds.

His hands went up and down, moving her ass-cheeks, spreading and mashing them together as well, then his tongue went towards her clit, carefully attacking it with his tip while he tried to sink his face into the Faerie's crotch, hearing her moan on his shaft turned him on just enough for it to fully wake up.

Chup... chup... sluuurp~

Morgan Le Fae's head started to go up and down as a way to greet her husband's adult sized cock, as she felt it growing inside her mouth. Ritsuka's eyebrows curved as he felt the pleasure coursing through him, Artoria's sister now was jerking him off with one hand while the other kept massaging his balls.

He could feel it, how her saliva started to cover his shaft, most likely now painted blue because of the lipstick she always wore. Ritsuka's tongue moved even more wildly, trying to press down his wife's clit, sucking and kissing it as he rubbed his nose against her folds in a poor counterattack.

But he was losing this battle.

"A-ahhh! Morgan, w-wait! Slow down!"

He begged, and much to his surprise, his wife listened. The white-haired girl dropped down her head on his cock, fully sheathing it inside her throat, now focusing her lips on caressing his base while her fingers kept working with his scrotum, moving themselves as slowly as they could. Her tongue also moved slowly.

Of course... she wanted for them to enjoy their first time as a married couple...

Now it was his time to thank her.

Fujimaru's tongue finally got inside her womanhood, yet it wasn't an intruder at all. His bride was as tight as ever, so his tongue was struggling to get inside her honeypot. Ritsuka almost came out of pure delight when he started to feel the flavor of her juices going down his throat, while Morgan let go off his cock for just a moment to start kissing his balls.

Her tongue licked and covered them in her own saliva now, making sure to leave kiss marks everywhere she could. The process was done, now all he needed to do was to cum. They both were getting closer anyway, and their connection was deep enough for them to know it without the need of words. Baobhan Sith's mother opened her mouth once again, swallowing his entire shaft just as she felt him lick her insides.

Sluuuurp sluuuurp sluuurp~

There was no mercy from her. Ritsuka closed his eyelids as hard as he could, trying to hold on his urges to cum. He couldn't lose, he wanted to make her cum as well, he wanted her nectar, her delicious, heavenly, peach-flavored honey. So he did the unthinkable. He thrusted his hips into Morgan's head, trying to choke her down on his size.

Gulg gulg gulg gulg gulg~

It was useless, much to his horror, as his lips kept caressing her folds, enjoying the feeling of her soaked skin and the white hair, rather, Morgan was welcoming of his actions. Hearing her muffled voice as he penetrated her throat, the master moved his tongue in circles, enjoying her insides while also toying with her labia minora.

And then, the next thing he knew... it was over.

"HMNGH!~"

He let out a moan as he finally came inside his wife's throat, like he had done so many times, and just like how he did with Baobhan Sith shortly before the ceremony started. Morgan closed her eyes, as she enjoyed the jelly-like mana of her true love flowing down into her stomach, filling her with magic, energy and of course, love.

The sensation of it getting stuck on her throat was the best part of it all.

But she wouldn't give up against her husband's mana and his long, thick cock. She caressed and massaged his testicles, challenging them to keep cuming as she kept swallowing, while her head kept going up and down. Ritsuka found himself drinking his wife's honey just as he had wished, he had taken her to the orgasm moments after he finished.

It was... out of this world.

After a couple of minutes, Le Fae finally stopped massaging his balls, knowing she wouldn't get anymore from him that way. Ritsuka finished feeding her, and she finished feeding him as well. Her mouth departed from his cock with a happy expression, as she wiped off the rests of semen from her lips, licking her finger shortly after.

His cock was as pristine as ever, although it was painted blue of course. And covered in her royal saliva.

"Sasuga wa ga otto... "

Hearing her praise him with that phrase he had grown to love made him smile. Morgan stood up to take a look at Ritsuka's face, he had drank all he could, his cock was still hard as well. But the night was still young, and she had a long list of things she wanted to do. Berserker sat herself on four legs, like a dog, offering her pussy and her anus to her lover.

He knew exactly what she wanted, and he also didn't wanted the night to end so soon after cuming inside her once or twice.

Ritsuka crawled towards his Queen's massive rear, spreading the ass-cheeks of his servant. Morgan, for just a second, thought he was going to practice anal sex with her, she would've stopped him if it wasn't for the fact that after placing his cock there... he let go.

CLAP~

His dick got crushed and squeezed by the big mounds of flesh, much to his delight. The High Queen smiled and thoroughly enjoyed his face and the feeling of his cock being sandwiched by her cheeks. Of course, of course... this was another reason as to why her husband loved big fat asses so much, she had seen him perform this kind of activity with Raikou and Scathach hundreds of times.

If there was something Morgan absolutely loved, was the way Ritsuka looked at her. A mix of love and desire that she couldn't see in his eyes whenever he looked at other women, even if he loved them as well. A small moan came out of the woman's mouth as Fujimaru started to move his hips, thrusting into her butt.

Her flesh moved and molded itself in his hands, pressing down on his warm shaft. The cold, exquisite flesh of her ass made the young man sigh, as he looked at his wife's back. Her hair, completely loose, was sticking itself to her skin because of the sweat. The peach-like smell had already invaded the room completely by this point.

"Morgan... Morgan... Morgan..."

His voice came, over and over again, as he kept feeling how her ass squeezed his genitalia, thrusting as if his life depended on it. The blue-eyed woman hummed and enjoyed his pointless struggle in trying to resist the urge to cum. Morgan had no room for compassion in her soul, for nobody, not even the man she loved beyond death.

This rebellious nature should be squashed before it had an opportunity to bloom.

"I've had enough of your antics, my husband. You will cum in me, whether you like it or not. It is a decree of your queen."

Ritsuka couldn't keep having fun despite how much she wanted once his wife finished talking. As the Berserker started to openly twerk and wave her hips from left to right, causing her butt to press itself against his genitalia. The master squeezed his mouth, the "clap" he was hearing and now feeling with her movement was drilling into his brain.

Morgan was indeed driving him insane with her movements.

"P-please!"

He begged, he still hadn't had enough. But the Queen's orders were absolute. Le Fae looked back at Ritsuka's face, his expression as he tried to hold back his sperm was adorable yet slightly unsightly. No matter, she would take it from him as well. The High queen sighed as she now hit his hip with her rear.

The ass-job intensified, and his desires were crushed. Ritsuka screamed just as Morgan lowered down her rhythm. Finally, just as she had been expecting him to, he released himself on her back, his mana spurting out of his genitalia as his member twitched, Ritsuka moaned loudly, his hands squeezed her ass as hard as he could.

It would probably leave a mark for a while, yet she welcomed it.

Le Fae laughed slightly upon hearing his heavy breathing and feeling his desperate thrusting. He probably would've lasted even longer if she hadn't speed up the process, but her burning insides were already begging her to take his magical energy inside her sacred land. Ritsuka let out a long sigh, the lust and adrenaline of ejaculating in his bride's ass leaving his mind.

Only then he picked up the foreign smell, tracing it back to...

"W-what... ? why does it--"

Watching his face contort into a expression of confusion made her heart flutter with warm emotions. Artoria's sister raised her index finger, using magic to collect all the sperm that had stained her hair and skin into a small sphere that she proceeded to swallow, recharging herself once again.

The lady of the lake pushed her lover against the pillow once again, as she crawled towards his hip. They both knew what came now before their first intercourse as a properly married couple. And it was also a perfect opportunity to explain him what she had done, the last part of her perfect wedding night.

"I've taken the liberty of giving your mana a stronger smell, my husband. As my consort, it is only right that you stain and mark those you care about with your essence, my spirit origin included."

She replied, grabbing her breasts to slowly spread them, preparing herself to imprison his long, thick shaft in her cleavage. Even if the sweat wasn't enough, she had more than enough milk to spare to lubricate him. Fujimaru had time to register what his wife had said in his mind... and he couldn't believe it.

She had given his semen a stronger smell, all so he could mark his lovers as his through it. Just what was she thinking... ? Ritsuka couldn't question his wife anymore, as he let out a moan when his penis got crushed by her flesh for a second time that night, Morgan smiled as the man got sunk into her cold, sweaty, white skin.

Truthfully, she was grateful that even despite having so many women willing to die for him, Ritsuka hadn't changed through his journey. She could tell, he improved as a master and as a person, but he was as friendly and as pure as a healthy, young man from Proper Human History should be. His reactions showed it... and she loved it.

Seeing and feeling his tip trying to reach the outside made her happy.

"Fufufu... despite being crushed and squeezed by my breasts, your hips are thrusting upwards, trying to reach the end... as your wife, I'm quite proud of your cock..."

The white-haired female couldn't help but look at Ritsuka with a loving expression, as master Forty-eight desperately tried to breathe. This always happened whenever Morgan gave him a paizuri or an ass-job, he didn't had problems facing against most of the other servants, but Mashu, Raikou, Boudica, Scathach and many others who were "blessed" and had spent enough time already... knew far too well he was a pushover if the correct buttons were pressed.

"Pressure" was one of those key words to destroy Ritsuka Fujimaru in bed.

Even her cold sweat was working against him in this situation, Morgan had her hands pressed across her nipples, so the milk could go straight to her cleavage, surrounding and covering his genitalia in a small sea of milk, sweat and flesh that he couldn't fight against.

And Morgan knew it all too well.

"However... I do not tolerate rebellions in my Britain, husband. Know your place, and bow down to your wife."

His tongue came out of his mouth as he desperately gasped for air. It felt as if rather than having his genitals being milked by his bride, it was her hands squeezing his neck and the life out of him. Morgan started to move herself, allowing the breast and the sweat accumulated in her cleavage to do the job, allowing for a perfect movement.

She couldn't help but remember Galahad's tales about her way of making love to this man.

"Usually... I like to give Senpai some time to rest. My body... well, the type of body he likes is his greatest weakness, but I always try my best to ensure he enjoys himself to the fullest!"

Such nonsense. Taking her sweet time? what a load of bologna. Morgan was no Galahad, if Ritsuka had to compare her, it felt more similar to whenever his Shishou wanted to play around with him, Scathach always had him in her pinky finger, same as Nobunaga and Artoria alter. Resistance was futile.

Squish~ squish~ squish~

Yet, truthful to his nature, he still wanted to fight against his own fate.

Morgan didn't liked this one bit, of course. She was the High queen, his queen, and her existence, her orders were absolute. No one had the right to deny her requests and actions, much less her husband. No, precisely because he was her husband, it was his duty to offer himself to her in a silver plate.

"Fujimaru Ritsuka. Stop resisting already. My patience is running out."

"G-GAAACK!"

When she started to move both mounds of flesh at the same time with more strength than ever before, he let out a scream. Her beautiful, loving face had lost all traces of love and passion and entered her stoic, royal-state. It would be more accurate to say that right now, Morgan Le Fae wasn't giving him a paizuri from a wife to her husband, but rather... the High Queen of Faerie Britain was trying to smash a rebellion.

It didn't helped that her face was now covered in shadows, giving her quite the menacing look despite performing such an indecent action in her royal chamber.

"Morgan... Morgan... please!"

He only enraged her much more. It was true, Morgan absolutely loved Ritsuka. But how long would it take for him to learn of his place? how long would it take for him to learn she never asked? she ordered, demanded, pilfered and took whatever she decided it was worth taking, as any tyrant that respected themselves would do.

A small smile appeared on her face, the expression she was making was slightly frightening, but it also helped to push him over the edge. Her eyes shone in a brighter light, she could see it with her Faerie eyes, his emotions. He was so filled with lust, joy, determination, there were small traces of fear in there as well. Oh, how she loved the rainbow of emotions mixing up inside his soul at that very moment, her husband's soul was truly beautiful.

There was no way she could handle it to the ruler of Kur.

"We're done, Ritsuka. My poor, naive and beloved husband... don't you see? I've already schemed this night to perfection. You've followed your desires and they have taken you to a dead end."

She continued, her fingers squeezed her nipples to gain more milk. The cold, peach-scented liquid helping her to move her breasts perfectly, without doing any effort at all. Fujimaru couldn't breathe nor say anything anymore, all he did was struggle, and struggle, as he slowly pushed him to the edge, he would fall, he would fail.

And he wouldn't avoid it.

"There is no chance of victory, nor hope. No one will come to help you. You will cum, alone in a sea of breasts, for that is what the queen has decided."

Indeed, he was destined to failure. Ritsuka couldn't keep holding back anymore, and he screamed at the top of his lungs. He had received many paizuris over the course of the seven years he had been at Chaldea. But tonight, Morgan truly crowned herself as the best one ever, going as far as to even defeat Passionlip.

Le Fae's mood changed quickly as she felt her husband's hips thrusting upwards, allowing his cock to breathe so he could shoot it straight into her face. A small, gentle smile appeared the moment his scent invaded her nose. Such manliness, such vigor, what was there not to love about this man?

She indulged herself in the pleasures of being a married woman, of being his woman, and let the cum slowly fall through her face for a few moments, before recollecting it all with her usual method.

Ritsuka had barely fainted, that wasn't good nor wouldn't do at all.

Luckily, she had prepared many countermeasures that night.

"My husband. Drink this."

His head gently turned towards his lover, her aura and presence had changed back to her loving, caring and sweet personality, completely ditching her "High Queen" persona after winning their battle. In her hand, a small glass bottle containing a golden liquid. Master forty-eight closed his eyes as he opened his mouth, without a second thought.

He had no reason to doubt his wife.

Glup... glup... glup...

His lack of it only made her love him much more, truth be told. Morgan's fingers caressed his hair as she saw and felt his body rejuvenate, restoring some of his energy and the mana stored in his testicles. Ritsuka recognized the flavor, apples... and then he realized what he was drinking.

A mixture of golden apple juice... and her own milk.

He drank until the very last drop was gone, to which the Witch nodded, satisfied as the bottle disappeared in blue particles.

"I appreciate your unconditional trust in me, my love. There's plenty more in case you need it, don't worry."

Her lips gently kissed his forehead before she crawled to be above him. His member, still hard and filled with life, had received a massive stamina boost. While she still hadn't feed Ritsuka her Royal cake, that could wait in preparation for Anal intercourse. For now, her palace wanted to be bestowed with his precious seed.

Ritsuka saw his wife mounting him, just like she did when she gave him her first time, but this time was different. Morgan had called him "My husband" out of love, yet tonight she did so not out of admiration and passion... but rather, because it was the truth. The cold, hard truth that indeed, their fates and souls were intertwined now.

They were going to make love as a married couple.

"My husband... my Ritsuka..."

She muttered, as her hands gently grabbed her face, her body got closer to his as her hips prepared themselves to impale her womanhood in his member. Fujimaru blushed himself upon having the Winter Witch inches away from his face. He couldn't get enough of her beauty, truth be told. Le fae rubbed her nose against his, in a sweet and adorable eskimo kiss.

This was, without a doubt the fourth happiest moment of her life. The first one was being summoned by him. The second one, the night he claimed her as his. The third one, that "yes" at the church they both said shortly before putting on their rings.

Ritsuka sighed her name, he had fallen completely for this woman, and no one would be able to make him return to who he was before she got summoned into Chaldea.

"Please, enjoy my married-woman vagina to it's full extent... It belongs to husband, after all..."

With those words, as the Faerie slowly closed her eyes, Ritsuka knew he was doomed. There was nothing he could do against this woman. He belonged to her, just as she had said beforehand. The Master of Chaldea kissed his better half as she lowered her hips, taking his cock inside her genitalia with no effort at all.

Of course, her royal insides squeezed him so tightly and lovingly like only the pussy of a noble could be able to.

Morgan's arms surrounded Ritsuka's head as she started to devour his mana, wasting no time at all in licking his tongue as her hips moved themselves, going up and down. Yes, everything that made "Fujimaru Ritsuka" who he was, had been taken away by Morgan "Tonelico" Le Fae, even if he tried to resist.

She was absolute.

And he was just a human.

Slurp... sluurp... sluuurp~

As her tongue licked his own, her cold, frozen genitalia clenched around his cock, squeezing it and welcoming it into the naturally cold, merciless tundra that was her inner self. Morgan rode Ritsuka gently, slowly, lovingly, as her fingers caressed the man's black hair, all he could smell was the peach-like scent coming from her being.

A fuit made on the Land of the Fae during winter, that only he would ever taste.

"Hmmm~"

The blue-eyed tyrant could barely hold her pleasure as she felt his hands caressing her fat, soft and squishy ass. Ritsuka pulled her hips down, impaling her on his cock so deeply she could feel the tip hitting the entrance to her womb, trying to pry it open but to no avail. Even if that was his "Noble Phantasm" as she commonly joked, he would need way more than just size, thickness and passion to defeat the entrance to her Royal palace.

But she loved how he desperately wanted more and more of her, it was worthy of praise and love.

Her lips carefully split from his own, so she could bite his tongue with her teeth as she kept riding him, this time moving her hips from left to right, dragging his cock along the way. Ritsuka breathed and moaned heavily, having his mouth open and his tongue captured, the Avalon Le Fae rubbed her nose against his own again.

He felt reassured and protected, loved by this person that a couple of weeks ago almost killed him... life and fate were truly something else...

But it came with a price. She took over his life, she took his women, she took his time, she took his mind, his soul, his freedom, and surprisingly... fixed him his life as a whole.

"Moh... gan~"

Said the male, wanting more pleasure, more of her, more, more, more, he needed more. And his wife knew it. Through their connection, their bond, and her Fae eyes, she knew this man indeed was the only one, the only one she could ever genuinely care about. She had so much love to give, and he was just a spoiled 22 years old brat who spit in the face of adversity...

Yet he melted like chocolate in her embrace.

So she let go off his tongue, to smile at him.

"Good. Very good, Ritsuka... that's how my husband should be..."

The High queen moved her hips harder and faster the moment their lips connected themselves again. All her weight, all her power fell on Ritsuka's pelvis as her flesh landed on his own, tears of joy escaped from his eyes as he felt his heart starting to beat up with excitement and power. Morgan's saliva fell from his chin, as the milk oozed from her nipples, dirtying his chest and the mattress behind him.

Plaf plaf plaf plaf plaf~

He could clearly hear the sound of their bodies as they kept mating like animals. The bed squeaking as she kept going. There was no escape from this blizzard. Artoria managed to overcome hers and find hope in the middle of darkness, but he had falling in it's clenched instead. Just as Tonelico said...

No help was coming. No one would free him from her love, from her grasp, and no one would take him away from her arms.

"Ahhhh! M-Morgan!"

He yelled, when his wife finally broke the kiss to impale herself on his cock, allowing him to fully view her perfect body from his point of view. Berserker let her instincts take over as his cock invaded her insides, going out whenever she went up and going fully in when she dropped her entire body on him.

She could feel it throbbing inside her, preparing itself to bestow his mana unto her body. Watching him cry, unable to express his heart, it made her want to cradle him in her arms. That would be the perfect way to finish the night once he came at least ten or seven times inside her body, she noted.

"Do it, my husband. Fill me with the sticky, nasty and stinky jelly-thick mana I've gifted you. Mark me as your wife."

Her voice came with a sweet, gentle, elegant tone despite her immoral request. Ritsuka's hands left her butt and went to grab his wife's instead. Their fingers intertwined as the Queen kept ridding her consort, anxiously waiting for him to release his sperm inside her Camelot. Her womb ached in anticipation, as Ritsuka said her name over, and over, and over.

Yes, she was his, and he was hers.

Just a little more.

PLAF PLAF PLAF PLAF PLAF PLAF PLAF~

And their union would be sealed forever.

Ritsuka thrusted his hips as well, using the last remains of his sanity to try and satisfy his wife, to repay her kindness to the full extent of his heart, as he finally closed his eyes, screaming her name one last time while he lost himself. It felt as if his body had been swallowed by the snow.

Morgan and him came at the exact same time.

She just closed her eyes slightly, letting out a gentle moan as the orgasm invaded her. Drops of sweat falling from her skin as she held Ritsuka's hands, squeezing his palms as the man arched his back, cuming his soul out, his command seals were shinning as brightly as sun itself. After a couple of minutes, the queen kissed his right hand, before getting closer to him.

Ritsuka was exhausted... but no matter how much he came... his cock and his body still wanted more of that woman.

She had a smirk on her shadowy face.

"Morgan... I love you..."

The two words that made her cold heart beat with happiness escaped from his throat, making her blush. Artoria's sister nodded as she rubbed her cheek against his own, cuddling and caressing him as if her life depended on it. The master's head was held between his Berserker's arms, as she kissed him again.

Chu~

But only for a little bit.

"I love you too, my husband... now stand up... eat my cake..."

She ordered, as she stood up, taking his still hardened cock outside her folds. Ritsuka saw as his bride turned around, spreading her asscheeks for him. Of course she would want him to reward her in return for doing all the job, and he couldn't help but crawl towards her, opening his mouth as he felt the darkness covering his view and his head being completely hid inside her butt.

Night was still young... and Morgan had a lot of things she wanted to do.

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-[Fragment 1: A well known Nirvana]-

"BUAAHHH HAAAHHH HAAAAHHHH~"

The next morning wasn't as calmed as Ritsuka would've liked it to be. Raikou had been crying all the time during the wedding the day before, but only now his "mother" finally was unable to hold back her tears as she held onto her beloved son/master/boyfriend. The Berserker with purple hair sobbed loudly while her body spinned around, with his face between her cleavages.

Usually, he would blush and suffer a heart attack at the idea of such affection in public... but right now...

He was embarrassed beyond what was considered healthy for a human being.

"Please, my dear and beloved master! stop! you're breaking your mother's heart!"

She screamed, trying to hold onto his existence. From the sidelines, Shuten Douji barely managed to contain a laugh as she looked up at Kintoki, giving him a discreet wink. The blonde warrior blushed a little bit at the Oni's insinuations, while he tried to step away from her. Of course he wouldn't intervene, as much as he cared about his boss...

He knew messing around with Raikou would give him a free ticket to Chaldea's infirmary.

The High Queen and her Tam Lin were watching from behind, slightly closer to the place where the Rayshift was supposed to happen. It was around nine in the morning, and all four members of the Faerie Round Table were prepared to leave Chaldea for the next week, until the honeymoon between their queen and her consort properly ended.

Morgan had many virtues, and patience was one of them... yet Raikou was overstepping her limits right now.

"It's just one week, Mom!"

Exclaimed forty-eight, as he tried to get away from the purple haired Berserker. Raikou however squeezed him even harder, barely being able to contain herself. Her poor baby, her little master, her child, her precious son was leaving her for one week, how could this be? this indeed was destroying her soul. Not her, neither Kiyohime nor Serenity were informed to where they were going.

Goredolf Musik let out a sigh as he caressed his forehead, Ritsuka's daily life and habits had improved greatly since the Winter Witch arrived... but other things remained the same, much to his horror.

"We'll contact you every day after breakfast, lunch and dinner, remember that, Fujimaru-kun."

Spoke Holmes, as Enkidu's chains pulled Minamoto no Yorimitsu away from their master. Gilgamesh rested his head against his fist, as one of Chaldea's first servants and one of Ritsuka's oldest allies, the least he and his friend could do was wish the mongrel a safe trip, after not attending to his boring wedding last night.

"Hmph. Hopefully you have fun doing whatever you Mongrels like to do."

Spoke the golden-haired man, his gaze meeting Morgan's for just a second. The King of Heroes and the High Queen looked at each other with the exact same expression. Although one was of annoyance, and the other one of hidden Rage. Gilgamesh greatly disliked Saber Artoria's "Family" as one would expect.

Then again... ? He pretty much hated all the Lostbelt kings.

Morgan's gaze turned around to face her sister's older counterpart. The Lion King of Camelot was holding her husband between her arms with a clearly saddened expression. She wouldn't do something as disrespectful as kissing him right in front of her sister... but she didn't lack desire. Ritsuka looked up to the blonde, who silently smiled and nodded at him.

"Please take care of yourself, Ritsuka."

She muttered, with a clearly worried tone. Despite not being the Morgan she knew, nothing changed the fact that this was still the same woman. The Faerie of Paradise was at... "decent" terms with her sister's counterparts, atleast it was a relationship good enough to allow them to lay their nasty hands on her property almost on a daily basis.

But Le Fae was smart enough to know what Lancer meant, and it angered her.

"Husband is in very good hands, Artoria. I assure you."

She went as far as to walk towards their master. Yes, Artoria was kind enough to not give Ritsuka a goodbye kiss in front of his wife, Morgan had established some rules they were all following mostly for his sake. Her sister, however, was clearly in control of the situation, and they knew it. That's why she grabbed her lover's arm, placing it right in her cleavage as she pulled him away from the green-eyed woman.

The former ruler of the sixth singularity clenched her fists. This wasn't the Morgan from Proper Human History, but she had every single one of her memories and her feelings. Including her disdain for her existence, even if it was greatly subsided down.

Lastly... it was time to say goodbye to the two most important people in his life. The emperor of white roses, and his soul. Mashu and Nero looked at Ritsuka, completely disregarding Morgan's presence. The Roman tyrant smiled as her left hand went up, caressing her husband's cheek. Ritsuka blushed, internally holding back his urges to hide his face, there was just something about Nero's personality, her cheerfulness and her "Umus" that made him feel happy, yet ashamed.

"I'll await for your return, my beloved praetor! I'll plan a Honeymoon that's sure to be the epitome of Rome itself! UMU!"

Bride kissed his left cheek, making him laugh. He was happy she didn't harbored any hard feelings for not having married her first, despite the fact that he had always thought her Combat wedding dress was something astonishing that even Habetrot found interesting. He ended up nodding, while his right hand caressed her own.

"Looking forward to it, Nero. Don't miss me too much, ok?"

That was impossible to ask from a woman like the emperor, but it was worth a shot. Ritsuka turned around to face at his Kohai. Morgan respected Tam Lin Galahad as much as she respected the rest of her knights, so of course, she let go of his arms so they could properly embrace each other. A small "thank you" came out from the woman's lips as she held Fujimaru between her arms, allowing his hands to surround her hip.

They could barely contain their desire to kiss each other.

The woman with purple eyes squeezed his head against her body, letting out a long sigh. This reminded her of the Remnants after Goetia's defeat, where she couldn't be at his side, but this was a very different reason.

"I will be thinking about you daily, Senpai..."

The man with black hair nodded at her goodbye, a small "Same" being all he needed to make her happy. Mashu let go off her better half as he returned to Morgan's side. The Queen of the Fae, her consort and knights step up into the Rayshift circle. As the light swallowed them up, Ritsuka waved his hands to his friends one last time, all he could see was their faces...

And of course, Raikou's screams.

"MY BABYYYYYYYYYYYYY!"

Growled Kintoki's mother, as Enkidu finally let go off her. The Berserker jumped right into where Ritsuka was, trying to stop him, but it was too late. He, Morgan, Mélusine, Baobhan and Barghest were gone to gods know where. All she could do was sob in her place, repeating those two words over and over and over again.

Mere seconds later, Jeanne alter arrived to the command room, almost kicking the door down.

"Did I arrived too late?! where's my Dummy?!"

Yelled the Dragon Witch, looking around trying to find Ritsuka. Instead, all she could see was the rest of her Chaldean compatriots and the disgusting sight of Minamoto no Raikou holding her legs as she repeated his name. Indeed, she had arrived too late. Da Vinci let out a small laugh, while she walked towards the Avenger of Orleans.

"Sorry, Jeanne Alter. He just left a couple of seconds ago."

Those words came out of Rider's mouth with such ease that it was as if someone had dropped a bucket of ice on her. The manga artist opened her eyelids slowly as her mind tried to register what she had just heard. Ritsuka left... seconds ago? not minutes, but rather... seconds? one couldn't say she was the person with the most common sense, of course.

Jeanne Alter was many things, and one of them... was clingy.

"I'LL FUCKING KILL HIM WHEN HE COMES BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACKKK!"

Her scream was loud enough to reach the cafeteria. Her reason? not waiting for her, even if there was no way he knew she was coming to say goodbye to him, she didn't care. She was going to kill her stupid, dummy idiot of a Master the moment she laid her eyes on him again, that much was her promise.

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"Master~ Master~ Netorare honeymoon with Master!!!~"

As the small little group walked towards the building, Mélusine couldn't help but start singing her joy and happiness as she rubbed herself against her lover's body. Truth be told, she almost cried tears of joy when Morgan said she wanted all of them to accompany them to the Enma-tei, of course, knowing fully well they were going to cuck her 24/7.

Ritsuka blushed the moment he felt how Morgan pushed herself against his body even more, Mélusine was openly walking as slowly as she could, right in front of him, almost stuck to him like glue... that allowed him to feel her ass on his crotch, much to his shame.

"Husband. Put your hand on my butt."

She requested, stopping herself for just a moment to look at her lover. The human's brain stopped working for a couple of seconds. The Vampire lady crossed her arms under her breasts as Barghest contained her urges to rip her queen's lover away from her. What? was he going insane, or she openly asked him to caress her butt right as they walked?

Mélusine kept taking advantage of her stature, she was a couple of centimeters smaller than Ritsuka, but it was more than enough for her to tease him even while they went towards Beni-Enma's business.

"W-what?"

"Don't question mother, just do it you imbecile!"

Yelled the girl with grey skin, pointing at him with her index finger. Fujimaru gulped down as he nodded. His right hand went down slowly to his queen's ass-cheeks. The High queen enjoyed every moment he spent going down her back, until she finally felt his fingers on her flesh, making her smile as she pulled him towards her body.

"There we go... Baobhan Sith. It's your turn."

What the heck was going through her head? Ritsuka turned around to face his "daughter", who squinted her eyes in a slightly menacing look as a blush took over her face. Archer couldn't say no to her mother either way, and she had promised her she would try to change her attitude towards him.

Just as Morgan was taking his right arm, her Heir took his left, pushing her breasts against his face. They were both almost 20 cm higher than him. Humanity's last master almost had a heart attack when he felt his fingers being captured by her tendrils, who slowly yet surely guided him inside her red dress.

Until he felt it.

Tam Lin Tristan's fat, soft butt, covered by her underwear.

"W-w-w-w-w--wha-wha--"

A small laugh came out of the High queen's mouth, as they resumed their walking. All four of them were sandwiching him as they kept walking, because now he had Barghest's breasts behind him, her being the tallest out of them all. He could barely move, how could she think arriving at Beni's looking like this was remotely acceptable?

Morgan, however, kissed his head in a loving, reassuring gesture.

"As my consort, it is your duty to show me off to those around you. It is an important part of our relationship for people to know I belong to you, as well as my knights, and that you belong to me all the same. Do not forget it, my husband. You are my Britain."

She reasoned... truly a Berserker's mindset. Baobhan didn't say a thing, while Mélusine was absolutely delighted at the fact that she could twerk on her Queen's husband all she wanted, feeling his genitalia getting harder on her butt. It was decided, she was going to take him tonight when they went to sleep.

It would be better if Morgan was sleeping, but preferably, she would rather have her awake so she could watch her husband being stolen from her.

Baobhan closed her eyelids completely as she kept walking alongside her mother, comrades, and... partner. Truth be told, she was slightly angry at the fact that she had to let him play with her ass, but her mother was right. She had decided to give him an opportunity to both be her father, and her husband.

She would take this opportunity to get to know him.

"You can spank me if you want to. But I don't promise I won't rip off your fingers by accident"

Teased the vampire, looking back at him with a playful smile. Ritsuka turned around to look up at his wife, but the smile Morgan had on her face as she caressed her chin sent shivers down his spine.

"Good thinking, Baobhan Sith. Husband, you may begin. I shall do the talking with miss Enma. They do have rooms big enough for all five of us, yes?"

She asked for confirmation, looking at him with a slight smile, the Faerie with blue eyes carefully rubbed her own butt against her one and only's hands. Ritsuka wasn't strange to seduction, for pete's sake, he had been having sex ever since he was 16 years old... but some women had more common sense than others.

And he used to think Morgan, his wife, his lover, the woman who ruled over creatures as despicable as the Fae, had one of the smartest heads above her shoulders.

What the fuck is wrong with these women?!

Was this really what Baobhan Sith meant when she said the day before she would think about giving him a chance? Ritsuka tried to close his eyes, he hadn't seen Beni in quite a while, despite her being officially a Chaldean and one of their most precious members in the food department, her duties as the owner of the Enma-Tei came first.

At least they weren't behaving like Nero, Kiyohime or Tamamo. By the gods in all mythologies, did they all shared the same brain cell? feeling Barghest's breasts above his head made him tremble.

They were going to kill him indeed.

Morgan raised up her left hand, bathing the doors in her magic so they opened up on their own. Even if he had his eyes closed, being led by the four members of the Faerie round table, he could already hear the voices he was all to familiar with.

"Chirp! chirp! room 24 second floor needs cleaning, quick!"

"Oh heavens, damned be those hellish monkeys, no matter the time of the year, they never go away!"

"Someone call Madam Beni-Enma!!!"

The sparrows were working tirelessly as ever. Ritsuka couldn't help but gulp, they hadn't recognized him yet, most likely precisely because they were too busy dealing with their own business to realize the man who had saved their home was right there in front of the main counter. A curious "ohhhh?~" escaped from Baobhan Sith's lips.

This place was far more beautiful than what she had read in Chaldean records.

But these creatures, these sparrows... were far more stupider than what she had expected. They were everywhere, it was kind of amusing, watching them talk, fly and struggle. A small drop of sweat fell from Barghest's neck at the view, seems like what the records had told them was true. Even after dealing with Bamboo Cutter, they were always busy.

Ring~

However, they all stopped flying and moving when Morgan's hand touched the bell. Fujimaru blushed when he felt Barghest's hands caressing his head, mixed up with the hundreds of eyes of all the Sparrows looking at them, mentally, he counted the seconds as they passed. One, two, three, fou--

"OH! IT'S THE MASTER OF CHALDEA CHIRP!"

"What is he doing here chirp?!"

"And with guests! someone call Madam Beni-Enma and Toshi! chirp chirp!"

They only worsened the ruckus. A small laugh came out of Ritsuka's mouth, as he remembered the small adventures Chaldea had during new year. A small sparrow wearing a red, small kimono flew towards the group. Lancelot's eyes squinted as the little creature landed right in front of them, solely concentrated on the blue eyed man.

"Chrip! is it really you, Ritsuka?!"

Asked the little creature, Fujimaru nodded as he removed his hands from his wife and daughter's asses, scratching his face. He could recognize that voice everywhere. The small little Sparrow that indeed guided them towards Beni's Inn all those years ago. It filled him with nostalgia, he was glad to be back.

"Indeed, Toshi. It's me, chirp."

A small blush appeared on Morgan's face upon hearing her husband behave like a bird at the end. He sounded so cute at that moment, she couldn't help but kiss his forehead. The little bird tilted his small head, he still remembered everyone from back then, Mashu, Fionn Mac Cumhaill, Diarmuid, Goredolf and so many other servants.

But he didn't recognized any of those three.

"Chirp? who are these ladies? I thought you would be with Mashu or Madam Beni-Enma's pupils"

...

The silence that came after the question was deafening. Morgan smiled slightly as she looked down at her husband, Mélusine smirked while she openly pressing her rear against his hip so his cock could feel her ass-cheeks. Baobhan Sith had her usual expression of cleverness, and lastly Barghest... the blonde just rubbed her chin against his black hair.

"These are... they're my wife and... my lovers, Toshi."

"Who accepted to be your lover? huh?"

Baobhan immediately replied... well, for the most part that was true. She said she would give him a chance and get to know him better, not that she would accept him as her partner or father despite Morgan's wishes. The little creature turned it's head around in confusion, he knew what a bride was... but considering how clingy Tamamo and Kiyohime were to him...

He had thought he would marry either one of the two, or Mashu.

Regardless, he was happy for his friend.

"Ritsuka? you've arrived this early-dechi?"

The flapping of wings and chirping of the rest of the employees made the small group turn around. Saber, Beni-Enma arrived as her friends welcomed her. She had assisted to their wedding, mostly helping with the food the night before, so she knew what the queen of winter was planning all along. In fact, once Morgan read about Fujimaru's small adventure in this place...

She instantly knew this was the place where she wanted to be with him.

"H-Hi Beni. Thank you for all your effort yesterday, I'm sure you had your hands full despite working with the others, I'm sorry I couldn't thank you earlier."

The red-haired oni denied with her head as she slowly walked towards the counter, her small hand waving from left to right with a joyful expression. Yes, Tamamo Cat, Emiya, Boudica and her were busy almost all night and part of the morning making sure everyone had their stomachs full the entire time.

Even if Morgan baked the cake herself using her clones with Thoughtform, they still had their hands full making sure everyone was pleased. Still, she was happy that her beloved Master finally got engaged for the first time, her biggest fear was that a civil war started precisely because so many women wanted his hand in marriage.

And rather than sending him with Kiyohime or Tamamo... she would rather have him with a woman like Mashu, or Morgan herself.

"It's nothing-dechi. I'm just happy your life has been changing for the better. No matter what I did to control those two, it was impossible, so I'm glad lady Morgan came to your aid."

As the oni kept talking, the High queen's chest puffed out, she was obviously enjoying the massage her pride was receiving right now. However, a small exchange of glances between Berserker and Saber that no one noticed. Beni-Enma quickly pulled a small book from her sleeve, where all of Enma-Tei's current and former residents were.

There was no need for Ritsuka to pay anything of course, this place was his home... and also...

"There's no need for us to concern with QP, my dear husband. I've already arranged everything with Miss Enma in the early stages of my planning."

Spoke the Faerie, as Beni quickly wrote today's date right where she had written all their names weeks before. Everyone at Chaldea could go at the Enma-Tei as long as they told Ritsuka first, and paid Beni respectively. That's why she always carried with herself the list of guests, a small, red sparrow-shaped seal got pressed.

Everything was ready, except for one last thing.

"All's ready for you to enjoy your stay. I've booked you one of our most important rooms, Dechi! all of you would be able to sleep together as Lady Morgan requested... however, I would like for us to seal the deal as we've previously agreed."

The woman with blue eyes nodded, letting out a small "Of course" as a smile appeared on her face. Morgan gently let go off Ritsuka's arm, surprising her husband and knights with her actions. She had been acting all clingy the entire way through the bamboo forest and the bridge, yet she was now letting go?

What was she thinking?

"My dear knights, let my husband go. Sit here, right by my side."

The Tam Lin looked at each other with clear confusion at their Queen's request. However, Baobhan was the first one in obeying, sitting right on her mother's lap like she used to do when she was a small little Faerie. Mélusine sat on her right and Barghest at her left, it was only then that they noticed, they had a perfect, clear view of Ritsuka and Beni-Enma from the red couch.

Fujimaru didn't understood a thing, not even when Beni grabbed his hand, looking up at him with a joyful, happy expression. Morgan rested her hand against her left fist, as she gently waved her right hand with a small smile.

"You may begin, Beni-Enma. Indulge my husband in the pleasures of Adultery."

The small "Dechi!~" she let out as the small saber walked in front of their Master was the last piece of the puzzle. A "Eh?" escaped not only Ritsuka's lips, but also Barghest, Mélusine and Baobhan's as well. The red-haired oni knelt down, it had been a long time since she and her beloved had some intimacy.

"M-Morgan?! w-wha-- why?!"

He asked, almost trying to reach out and stop Beni-Enma. The "Mother?!" the vampire faerie said came out almost at the same time the lord of Manchester let out a surprised "Your Majesty?!", the only one who was clearly paying attention was Lancer, who had an expression of Jealousy, she, as always, was quicker than her partners in their ruler's judgment.

However, the one who was confused the most, was the Queen herself.

"Hm? why what, my beloved husband? As the ruler of your harem and your wife, it is my duty to consent you, approve or reject requests when necessary and be there to witness everything goes as planned. I thought we had agreed as much the day of our engagement when you summoned me, yes?"

That... wasn't at all the point of the question. Beni let out a small laugh the blue-eyed female tilted her head to the left in confusion, when the small little girl finally pulled his zipper down, moving away his underwear to reveal his small, cute cock she loved so much. Enma turned around, with a joyful face.

Ritsuka was blushed, yet he wasn't stopping Saber at all. He was smarter than that, even if he had no idea what the heck was going on. This was their honeymoon, so he had thought things would be different. There was a reason as to why no one else but the four of them were allowed to come, right?

"I think Master meant something different-dechi. This is part of our agreement! back when Lady Morgan requested for a week at the Enma-tei, I asked for her to let me make love with Ritsuka-dechi."

She replied, as her small fingers started to gently caress his testicles. Even if he wanted to protest, he couldn't reason with Morgan, and there was the fact that he could very well hurt Beni's heart. So he just relented. Ritsuka rested the back of his body against the counter, letting out a sigh of pleasure.

Eventually, his pants came down, and so did his underwear. Master forty-eight blushed when he felt how the Inn's proprietress sank her nose in his testicles. He tried to remember when was the last time they ever had some intimacy, but he couldn't. The only thing he did remember was their first time together, shortly before Chaldea left the Enma-Tei for good at the end of January 2021.

"Master's tiny cock is so adorable Dechi... it's as cute as his heart"

The "Indeed" that his wife said made him blush even more. Beni's tongue came out as the small little girl started to give him a proper blowjob. Fujimaru felt how she started to lick his shaft with ease, two years ago when she gave him her first time, he was extremely reluctant. But her arguments ended up shutting him up.

Him and Chaldea saved the Enma-tei just out of the good will in their hearts.

Ritsuka did everything he could to save her happiness. How could she not fall for his goofy, sweet and kind nature? so she invited him to her personal headquarters to drink tea, eat up her special hotpot, and her as well. Fujimaru moaned, unable to keep remembering the past as he felt how her small mouth sucked one of his testicles, while her fingers caressed his small shaft, trying to wake it up.

"B-Beni..."

He muttered, noticing the bright, shiny eyes filled with love that were looking back at him, as her fingers carefully played with his foreskin, masturbating him right in front of his significant other. The muffled "Dechi~" he could barely hear as her tongue licked and sucked his scrotum made him moan.

The master moaned, trying to hold down his voice, but one quick look to his wife's face told him everything he needed to hear. So he let himself be. As Beni-Enma opened up her mouth, her tongue going from his left testicle to the right one, another, louder moan came out from his throat. He was already starting to sweat, Beni may not be the bustiest woman...

But gods, she knew how to suck him off.

SLUUURP SLURP SLUURP SLUUURP~

She couldn't keep resisting herself. The swordwoman finally indulged herself, capturing Ritsuka's tiny penis in her mouth as her tongue started to lick his tip, going around it as her soft fingers kept playing with his testicles. Mélusine was taking notes of what she could do when it was her turn. Baobhan, on the other hand, was genuinely surprised at the fact that her mother wasn't angry nor had any sort of hostility towards the scene she was witnessing.

It made no sense to her.

Wasn't that man her husband? the person she loved the most? almost as much as she loved her?

"Ahhh!~ ahhh! B-Beni! It's... it's--"

He warned, but he did so too late. The master of many let out a scream as he felt his cock getting hard inside the girl's throat. Beni coughed, unable to breath as the flacid flesh grew up. She could feel it, touching the deepest parts of her throat, yet still going. Her eyeballs rolled upwards as she desperately tried to breath through her nose. She had clearly lost her touch, Ritsuka may not remember the last time they made love, but she did.

CHUUUP CHUP CHUP CHUUP SLUUURP~

The red-haired girl grabbed Forty-eight's not-so-tiny cock with one of her hands, starting to jerk it off while her head went up and down. Her cheeks did their best to squeeze it alongside her throat, yes, she had been coughing for a moment but she was quickly learning. The human's breathing became heavier, he couldn't help but look at the Faeries.

Baobhan flipped him the bird. Mélusine smirked at him, while Barghest had her hands above her face, yet her fingers were spread apart so she could still see. His wife, on the other hand, kept herself in her posture, with a calm and collected expression. If he concentrated enough he could see himself and Beni reflected on Morgan's eyes.

"Greetings, my husband."

She jokingly said, as Beni couldn't help but start to gently pull his testicles down, pressing the tip of her fingers against his balls while she kept masturbating and sucking him. Ritsuka looked down, he was still slightly sensitive after the exhaustive lovemaking he and his lover had the night before, of course he was, she gave him three bottles of elixir before she was satisfied.

CHUP CHUP SLUUURP SLUUURP SLUUUUUUUUURP~

And Beni felt it, how he was desperately throbbing. It made her happy, so glad she could barely contain her excitement. The little female let go off his balls so one of her fingers could sink itself inside her folds. Beni-Enma grabbed her clit between her index and middle finger, squeezing it with the same intensity of her throat.

Ritsuka let out a scream, as he finally let go, unloading his cum inside her throat. The girl's head fully swallowed his cock as her hand let go off it. Not a single drop escaped the hungry Sparrow girl's stomach, she didn't wasted it. The "Gulp~ gulp~ gulp~" she made sent shivers down his spine.

The Oni didn't let go off his cock however, she was milking him in a loving, caring way. Jerking him off again as she kept pleasuring her needy pussy, in anticipation of what was to come. After a little while, the blowjob finally ended, with a loud pop. Saber smiled at her loving master, kissing his tip goodbye.

"Your mana is as exquisite as I remember. Please master, let me experience the cock of a married man Dechi."

The sweet, cute voice tone she used to make such an immoral request was the last straw. As Beni-Enma turned around to grab the counter, giving her master full view to penetrate her small pussy, he pointed his cock towards the Enma-tei's owner. Not before he looked at Morgan one last time, who silently nodded.

And then, he thrusted inside her.

"OHHHHHH!~ M-Master!~"

Ritsuka clenched his teeth as his hips thrusted inwards, making it's way through Beni's inner depths. His hands grabbed the girl's little hips, feeling her insides squeezing him even tighter. A small sense of familiarity resonated within his mind, as the right hand went up on her back, reaching for her head.

"B-Beni... stop squeezing me so hard... p-please..."

He begged, taking away her sparrow-shaped hat so he could caress her hair. The blue-eyed man leaned towards Enma's as she let out a small "Dechi?~", her mind melting away with his embrace and the natural heat of his genitalia. Forty-Eight kissed Saber's head, much to her delight, as he finally started to move himself inside her, properly starting the penetration.

Plaf~ plaf~ plaf~

It was a slow yet steady rythm, partly because he was still tired after having had so much lovemaking with Morgan the night before, and mainly because Beni-Enma was too tight for him to properly penetrate her. This was something he experienced constantly, truth be told. He didn't considered himself a "Lolicon" even if Mordred jokingly called him like that from time to time.

Eventually, Beni started to pant heavily, same as him. The little girl's hands squeezed the wood of the counter, feeling how her master's testicles kept hitting her thighs as his hips connected with hers. She could feel every inch, scratching her insides, even if he wasn't going at his full potential, he wasn't to be underestimated.

SLAP~

"Dechi!~"

She exclaimed, as her eyes closed. Ritsuka gave her ass a small spank, which loosened up Beni-Enma's tightness a little bit, allowing him to penetrate her even harder. The human's lips caressed and kissed her hair, while he rubbed his chin against the little saber's head as a way to show her his affection.

He loved the smell of her hair.

The Oni barely managed to open up her tear-filled eyes as she looked up at the married man. Inside her chest, her heart was beating up in excitement due to the adrenaline and joy. This warm feeling, his kind expression, his love, she missed this way more than she previously thought. Smiling at him as her hand went to his cheek, Ritsuka stopped himself, now fully inside her, he moved from right to the left, rubbing his manliness inside the girl's little genitalia.

"M-Mahhhster... Kiss me dechi... "

It was a request, yet it came out like a begging. Humanity's last master kissed Tongue-cutting sparrow Beni-Enma, while his hand went above hers. His tongue heavily moved itself inside her small throat, neither of them knew when would be the next time their bodies would get to enjoy each other, but Beni was smart enough to know Morgan wouldn't let her taste Ritsuka a second time.

This was their honeymoon, after all.

Fujimaru knew it as well, so he promised to himself he would take Beni-Enma to heaven.

PLAFPLAFPLAFPLAF~

"HMMPH?!~"

Her voice came out as a muffled moan, Morgan's eyes carefully saw her husband's pinky finger playing with Beni-Enma's butt. A wise decision, to use the smaller one to ensure she didn't feel that uncomfortable. The little female felt not only Ritsuka speeding up but also how his finger seemed to still remember her weak spots.

It pressed against her, the sweat she already had was helping him. Soon enough, she felt the pleasure building up inside her. Her small tongue twirled around his, trying to push him back in a poor effort to counterattack, but it was useless. He took control and fulfilled his promise, so she quickly gave up.

The master melted when he felt how her fingers gently moved, caressing his face as he did hers. Eventually, he also started to reach his limit. Going as far as he could, he ended up making Beni's body hit the counter itself, but she welcomed it. Now he wasn't being as passionate and as loving, but more rough and brutal, while still kissing her.

Beni's hands grabbed his face, feeling her teeth squeeze his tongue.

And then...

WHAM~

The black-haired Chaldean fully pushed her with one last thrust, her small body clashed against the wood. He had used so much strength that the small book came flying out of her sleeve, as she felt how the master's cock hit the entrance to her womb. Ritsuka closed his eyes as Beni opened up hers, tears falling down her cheeks as the long, thick ropes of mana filled her to the brim. The kiss broke shortly after, and Ritsuka would've fell to the floor...

If it wasn't because Morgan caught him.

"Sasuga wa ga otto... you always end up exceeding my expectations, my beloved husband..."

The Queen's hands gently placed Ritsuka's head between her breasts. The familiar smell of peaches invading his nostrils was enough to almost send him back to sleep. With just one movement of her finger, his pants and underwear went back up on their own using some magic. Morgan looked up at Beni-Enma, one of her Sparrows came flying at her side, carrying the book on his beak.

The strong and strange smell didn't go unnoticed however, as Baobhan Sith's eyes darted towards the Sparrow gently caressing Beni's cheek.

"How revolting... you should wash your employees, woman."

Her tone was filled with mockery, if it wasn't obvious enough, she even laughed. Barghest nodded silently as she looked at their master, Ritsuka could barely stay conscious between Morgan's breasts. The red-haired girl carefully cleaned up the saliva coming from her mouth, as she tried to stand up, but couldn't.

Her legs went numb.

"T-Toshi... please take Master-kun's brides to their room... I hope you enjoy your stay... At Enma-Tei's~"

The girl ended up closing her eyes as the small little animal that had previously greeted Fujimaru before started to fly in front of them. The members of the Faerie Round Table followed after him, going upstairs. Once she was alone, Beni used her remaining strength to turn her body around, falling on her knees to the floor.

The semen coming out of her crotch already doing a mess, yet she wanted to confirm her theory. Two of her fingers went towards the puddle, taking it closer to her nose.

Snif snif~

It made her wrinkle her nose. It had a strong smell, very unpleasant. How was this possible? she knew Ritsuka's mana, and it smelled nothing like this. The Sparrow girl's tongue gently gave it a lick, the taste was the same indeed, she even had problems swallowing it, everything was exactly the same except for the disgusting smell it had now.

It had nothing to do with his diet, nor his health. Leonidas, Scathach and the others may be hard teachers, but they never pushed Ritsuka far beyond what he could give. Emiya, Cat, Boudica and Her always made sure to make healthy food that was equally as tasty. So this made no sense to her.

It wasn't natural.

"I'll... have to ask him later-dechi..."

She muttered, resting her body against the wood as she closed her eyes. Who could've thought the day where the Enma-tei's owner was on her knees after being brutally fucked, right in front of the entrance for anyone to see, would arrive? despite everything... Beni-Enma was happy.

Her womb wasn't the only thing filled to the brim right now, after all.

.

.

When Ritsuka opened his eyes once again, he noticed he was being carried away like a princess. Fujimaru gently moved his head, only to notice himself in Barghest's arms. The Lord of Manchester had a blush on her face when her eyes met her future husband's, as the queen's consort gulped down.

Neither of them said a word for a couple of seconds, until Morgan's lips kissed his head in order to get his attention.

"Good morning, my husband. You've been asleep for ten minutes."

She greeted, quickly rubbing her cheek against his hair. Ritsuka turned around to face the white-haired noble, realizing that her hair was down. Not only that, but Morgan, Baobhan Sith, Mélusine, Barghest and himself were wearing a red/green kimono with golden details. One he recognized instantly as the Enma-Tei's official clothing.

"W-where are we going?"

He asked, looking around. He didn't tried to get away from Barghest's arms, who was holding him as carefully as she could, yet also taking the opportunity to keep him as close to her breasts as possible. Mélusine ended up answering his question, with a happy smile even if slightly disappointed at their queen's orders.

"Her majesty ordered us to enjoy the afternoon at the hot springs so you could have enough energy for tomorrow, Master. Sadly, she prohibited us from engaging with you until tomorrow morning."

Truth be told, upon hearing her words, a massive sense of relief washed over Ritsuka's body. Morgan silently turned back to face her husband, nodding at him with a small smile. He had to admit... she looked beautiful with her hair down, then again? Ritsuka prefered women with their hair loose, it made them more... dignified yet natural.

And he absolutely loved Morgan's white/blueish hair.

"She didn't say we can't bully the shit out of you though."

Baobhan giggled slightly, holding her hand in front of her mouth at her remark, making her father sweat slightly. He still didn't get accustomed to her "friendly" bullyish behavior. It reminded him to Jeanne Alter's way back in their early relationship... kind of. Jeanne was irrational, for the most part, and got angry if she didn't received enough attention yet got even angrier if he gave her too much. Eventually she opened up her heart to him.

Perhaps Sith would do the same as time went on.

"We have arrived, Master."

Barghest smiled at the view. It wasn't that complex, just a warm place with rocks. Beni usually only had Hot Springs for male and female, separately... yet considering there weren't any other female guests other than Ritsuka's current lovers, she decided to make an exception and fulfill Morgan's wishes.

The first one in undressing herself was their queen. Baobhan blushed the moment she saw her mother's body, alongside the fact that she hadn't shaved her armpits in quite a while... The faerie of paradise opened up her arms, after facing up her knight. Barghest understood without the need of words, as she handled over their master to her ruler.

"My beloved husband... please enjoy your wife's breast pillow as much as you want..."

The couple looked into the other's eyes. Morgan had a slight smile while Ritsuka was blushing, it was the first time he was in his wife's arms inside a hot springs, even if they had taken a shower together hundreds of times by this point. Yet he embraced it. Fujimaru smiled, resting his head against Morgan's left hand as she quietly admired his face.

"Morgan..."

Hearing him say her name made the Fae blush even more. She definitely would have to feed him some of her milk as a reward tonight before they went to sleep. The other three knights already undid their robes, letting them fall to the floor as their bodies got inside the warm waters as well. Barghest let out a sigh of pleasure and relief, Archer wasn't that sure at first, but she quickly got accustomed and enjoyed it. Mélusine, however, had no problem at all.

"Your face is so beautiful..."

"Oi. Call me beautiful as well."

His right arm got pulled by the grey-skinned girl. Berserker laughed slightly at the clear sign of jealousy her daughter portrayed, capturing Ritsuka with her breasts, they weren't small in the slightest, despite being considerably smaller than Morgan's, she far surpassed someone like Saint Martha.

She was on par with Mashu and Jeanne, her breasts were big enough for Ritsuka's hands to be unable to cover them.

Fujimaru looked up at his adoptive child, who had an angry expression, making sure he could feel at any moment the pressure of her chest squeezing his skin. Le Fae took the opportunity to rest her chin against the Human's head, while Barghest took his other arm, and Mélusine rested her small body on his chest.

He was surrounded on all sides, not knowing if the red tint on his face was because of the heat... or his lust.

"Your majesty... c-could you lend me Master's arm as well?"

Said saber, with a slight look of hope in her eyes. Morgan was a merciful queen, so she indeed allowed it. The black-haired adult gulped down when he felt how Baobhan and Barghest's heads pushed themselves against him, yet they both kept squeezing his arms with their breasts and hands, he had no escape.

Mélusine just kept looking at him, while kissing his muscles from time to time, searching for any new spots she could memorize to attack when it was their time to mate and reproduce.

The smell of peaches coming from Morgan's body, strawberries from Baobhan Sith's, Blueberries from Mélusine's hair and lastly, the apple-like scent Barghest had... he felt he was going insane. Especially because he could clearly see the armpit hair each of them had, even if he wasn't saying anything, all four of them knew his heart was beating like crazy.

They could feel it.

The Archer scoffed.

"You really are the scum of the earth, aren't you... ?~ to be so interested in smelling a woman's hair, body and sweat... look at you... just like a pig~"

The female with purple and blue eyes didn't took kindly to her compatriot's insult however. To which she gently pulled their master's head towards her side, away from Tristan and her mother. Gawain gently took Ritsuka in her chest, putting one hand above his hair as she blocked his view with her cleavage.

"Don't listen to her, beloved master. I think everything about you is adorable... i-including your kinks! no matter how unusual they are."

"Indeed. Master's the cutest thing ever~ I can't believe you never had a girlfriend before coming to Chaldea."

Replied Lancelot, as her kissing stopped so she could look up at the Queen's consort. Ritsuka's lips trembled as they formed a smile, causing the white-haired girl to slowly regain her draconic features. Her small, black tail waved from left to right, as if she was a puppy. Baobhan Sith frowned the moment she saw her mother nod in agreement, gently taking away Ritsuka from Barghest, back to her own cleavage.

Her fingers sank themselves on his black hair, caressing it in a gently, loving way while her head rested against his own. Fujimaru could feel his emotional connection to Morgan, to her spirit origin, as she let go a subtly "My husband...". She was happy just having his body against her own, he was as well.

Baobhan, Barghest and Mélusine rubbed themselves against his body silently, not saying another word.

"Don't worry, Husband... as your queen and wife, it is my duty to spoil you rotten until the day you die... and even then, I shall follow your soul wherever it goes. Baobhan Sith's words may be harsh, but she loves you from the bottom of her heart, Barghest and Mélusine love you as well."

Declared the queen, as her heir let out a small growl. The kisses of Mélusine being as slow as ever, as if her lips could magically erase all the marks he had won over the years. The young adult blushed, in his closeness, he could perfectly hear the Witch's heartbeats. They were fast, yet absolutely delightful.

"Master..."

The Black Dog said as well, resting her head against his right shoulder, closing her eyes soon after. Yes, she may not be Ritsuka's priority, but as the woman who got named after the knight of the sun, Barghest respected and was genuinely happy for her Queen to have finally found someone worthy of her. Someone who was kind, sweet, gentle yet strong, pure and good willed.

"Hmph!"

Baobhan Sith let out an annoyed hum, imitating the same gestures with his left shoulder. Tam Lin Tristan's hand slowly got up, caressing her father's muscles while observing the relaxed, reddened expression he was making while enjoying her mother's tits. He was absolutely disgusting of a human being indeed, to think she let her hair grow just because her mother kept fulfilling his every need... it was repulsive.

"Heheh~

Mélusine on the other hand, hid her face on his neck, dangerously closer to Morgan's nipple yet taking advantage of her small size to hug Ritsuka's body. Albion's Remnant opened up her mouth enough to kiss his neck at least just once, hoping to not turn him on yet also wanting to show him her affection and devotion.

It was a peaceful, immoral scene the one the Faerie Kingdom was into. The High Queen's hands kept caressing and cuddling her husband's face, while her knights silently rubbed their naked bodies against his own. All of them as soft as silk, not saying a word. The Master smiled happily, as he looked up.

Morgan's smiling face greeted him, as she opened up her mouth to kiss him, while he had the back of his head against her cleavage, resulting in their faces being in opposite directions.

Neither of the Tam Lin said a thing. They all just kept looking as the royal couple kept kissing each other, as the sun slowly hid away.

.

.

They had quite the feast that night before going to sleep, mainly courtesy of Beni-Enma, brought to them by the Sparrows. It was around 9 PM when the Fae decided it was time to sleep, yet Morgan was hell-bent on fulfilling her promise. Despite the fact that she had banned all sort of lewd interactions until tomorrow, she couldn't say no to Ritsuka's pleading eyes.

That, and there was the fact that she wanted her knights to knew of the small enhancement he received the night before.

"Calm down my husband... neither me nor Gawain are going anywhere..."

That's why both her and the blonde were breastfeeding Ritsuka, as he laid his head on the High Queen's thighs in a lovingly lap-pillow. Both the blonde and white-haired Faeries had their breasts pressed together, much to Tam Lin Gawain's shame, giving their master the possibility to suck her left breast and her Queen's right one at the same time.

Ritsuka silently nodded, unable to look at neither of them since Morgan's left breast was above his eyes. The Black Dog let out a moan as she caressed her master's chest, one of her fingers tracing the spaces between his muscles while she felt her milk being sucked and mixed up with her Queen's inside their master's mouth.

She loved his greed. It made him absolutely adorable as she said before.

"Come on... get hard already, stinky sack of shit..."

At the same time, Mélusine and Baobhan were busy giving his cock the time of his life. Yes, Mélusine was in every sense of the word, a flat-chested girl... but at the very least she had an ass many women were jealous of. Having her tail wrapped around his cock, the golden-eyed dragon gave Ritsuka an ass-job while the Vampire Faerie squeezed it with her big breasts from time to time.

Yet they were getting angry about the fact that his cock was waking up way more slowly than it normally would.

Morgan let out a moan, as her hand caressed Ritsuka's black hair, they were holding hands so he knew she was there.

"Baobhan Sith. Be nicer to my husband and ease up his burden with your mouth."

Tristan growled a small curse as she opened up her mouth. Lancelot's asscheeks squeezed their master's cock as her tail did so as well, he wasn't at his peak but he was still horny enough to receive a blowjob. While Morgan had indeed allowed one final interaction before going to sleep, it was only one cumshot.

And they all would have to share it, even if Archer would have to extract it with her mouth.

"Get your nasty, sweaty fat ass off my face, Lancelot..."

A small laugh came out of Mélusine's mouth as she used her tail to push Ritsuka towards Baobhan sith's cleavage. She would have to please him and her at the same time, but it was alright. As the vampire opened up her mouth, slowly starting to swallow her father's cock, she closed her eyes. Oh how she hated giving him blowjobs, feeling that long, thick and throbbing piece of meat going way past her throat was absolutely disgusting, she always gagged by instinct.

How could something so small become so fucking big? it still made no sense to her.

Sluuuurp... sluuurp... chuuup~

Regardless, she decided to humor her father and be a good daughter. The Faerie's fingers gently caressed his balls as her mouth went down, swallowing his entire cock and Mélusine's tail with it. A small "Hyah~" came out of the albino girl, while a small string of saliva fell from her mouth.

Atleast they weren't in the middle of a battle... she still remembered how Ritsuka got hard after seeing them fight, weeks before their wedding, while they were resolving some issues back in London. Even while fighting monsters and ghosts, Morgan ordered the one who was closest to Ritsuka to service him.

That was Sith, of course. And she had to spent the next thirty minutes with his dick going in and out of her throat while her comrades kept fighting without her, while Ritsuka pat her head and told her how beautiful she was, while also feeling ashamed of himself.

Chuup~ chuup~

Just like now. Even with Mélusine's tail wrapped around it, his cock was still the same. Her grey fingers carefully caressed his balls, mother had given her hundreds of tips about how to please father. The kind of blowjobs he liked, and how to dominate his mouth whenever they kissed. They hadn't reached that point yet, of course.

Mélusine's tail moved up and down, jerking off Ritsuka's cock was way easier now that she was covered in Baobhan Sith's saliva. The tongue of the grey-eyed girl went as down as it could, finding some of his shaft to lick and caress while she squeezed him even harder, the archer's cheeks imitated her, both of them applying enough pressure to please him, but not enough to hurt him.

Barghest let out a small sound of pain, as Morgan sighed.

"M-Master... please don't bite..."

She said, slightly blushed at the fact that she enjoyed it. Morgan looked up at her daughter's face. She was frowning, while her head kept going up and down, the color slowly being drained from her pale skin as the tears went down. Despite not being able to breathe, she still did her best to please her husband.

It made her happy, slowly but surely she was opening up her heart to Ritsuka.

"Go harder and faster, Baobhan Sith. Remember my teachings."

Fucking asshole... why the fuck is your cock so large and thick?!

How did her mother expect her to fulfill such a request when he had such a large dick? she had seen her mother and heard tales of women that were able to make Master cum in less than one minute, when she had to waste 30 or more to do so. But how? how could they deal with something so big?

Baobhan's hands went up and down just as Mélusine's tail did, jerking Ritsuka off in a poor attempt to try and ease up her work, but it actually backfired on her. The Dragon girl's tail was squeezing him enough for him to get even hornier, making his member even bigger yet. The pink-haired girl coughed, opening her eyes in disbelief.

It was getting larger.

"CAUGH CAUGH CAUGH~"

Archer started to cough, she couldn't do this, she couldn't, she couldn't. Her head started to go up, her lungs were desperate for air. Yet, the High queen noticed instantly how her husband's lips sucked even slower, the winter queen squinted her eyes, denying with a slight sense of disappointment.

"Don't pull it out, Baobhan Sith. Suck and lick, use your cheeks and your nose."

The woman cursed her father, no matter what, she would make her mother proud. This disgusting monkey, this lowly stinky human... who did he thought he was to humiliate her like that? Fueled by her anger and disdain after her mother's words, the girl's throat squeezed Ritsuka's shaft as hard as it could, closing itself on it's meat.

Hearing him moan and desperately cling onto Morgan and Barghest's breasts made the four women smile.

SLUURP SLURP SLUUURP CHUP CHUPPP~

Mélusine could barely contain a moan when she felt how her colleague licked and sucked her tail, yet also turned on by the face she was making. Baobhan Sith's face was a complete mess of tears, snot, sweat and saliva as she kept going up and down, her breathing was so hard it was audible, it was quite obvious the task at hand wasn't easy for her.

But if the moans of Berserker and Saber meant something, she was doing a good job.

Her tongue went up and down, as her tongue pressed his glans against her soft palate, finding and playing with his frenulum. The pre-cum was coming over and over again, filling her with mana and enhancing her strength. Morgan started to caress and kiss Ritsuka's hand, both her and Barghest were reassuring him.

The way he was licking their nipples, he was enjoying himself quite a lot.

"There there, my husband... there there... shhh~ shhh~... shh~"

She gently muttered, just like a mother. A blush appeared on Barghest's face upon seeing her Queen patting their master's head as the white liquid kept falling from his mouth. Ritsuka's mouth sucked their breasts even harder, she couldn't believe how different her queen looked. Was this the depth of Morgan Le Fae's love?

Whatever it was... she seemed happy. So she grabbed Ritsuka's other hand, rubbing her face against it, wanting to imitate her monarch. She wanted to spoil Ritsuka as well, despite not knowing how to, it was better to start learning right now.

"T-There there, master... we're here for you, now and forever..."

A muffled moan was his only reply, making them smile. Baobhan didn't had to be told to know she had to suck even harder, despite having her throat service him to extract his cum alongside Mélusine's tail jerking him off, he was taking his sweet time and her throat was starting to hurt a lot. So she moved her head, up and down, as both of her hands joined Mélusine's tail to jerk him off.

Albion's remnant, on the other hand, wanted to join her friends in spoiling their master, which is why she put her ass so close to Ritsuka's cock she ended up hitting Archer's face, making her squeal in disgust.

"Of course, master~ we'll love and spoil you until the end of time~ we belong to you after all, isn't that right... Baobhan sith?~"

SLUUUURP SLUUURP SLUUURP CHUP CHUP CHUP CHUP~

The only reply Ritsuka could hear and feel was her sucking. A small vein appeared on the grey girl's forehead, now having to sink her face right in Mélusine's ass to properly continue spoiling her dad. She definitely wouldn't forgive this transgression, that's for sure. She was the princess of the Fae, the rightful owner to Morgan's throne, and now here she was...

Servicing the cock of a pig like a vile harlot, doing her best to sink her face inside the fat, sweaty and nasty ass-cheeks of Tam Lin Lancelot so her efforts weren't in vain. It wasn't her first deep throat, but she just couldn't get accustomed to master's cock.

The pinkette started to fall in despair, she couldn't take much more of this. Her throat was in agony despite how much Ritsuka was enjoying himself, just how much more would it take to make this bastard cum? had it really been less than 10 minutes? the between having small rests like the blowjob she gave him in London was way too different, this was continuous, no stopping, even if she didn't had to worry about any possible attack landing near them.

Fucking... cum already you... filthy... animal!

Eventually, her wish came true. Ritsuka constantly moaned into Morgan and Barghest's tits, as the vampire felt how his cock started to throb to no end. The Queen smirked, using her Fae eyes in her lover. The time had come, they would finally learn the truth of the small blessing she gave Fujimaru.

"It is time. Prepare yourselves, my dear knights."

Spoke the woman with blue hair locks, Barghest nodded as she took her nipple out her master's mouth, both her and the Faerie of paradise crawled towards Ritsuka's hips as his chest went up and down, breathing desperately. Mélusine's tail also finally stopped strangling his genitalia, the only one left was Baobhan Sith.

The pinkette stopped, fully sheathing her father's cock inside her throat, as she looked at her mother with a broken expression. Morgan's hands caressed her child's face, as the Winter queen ended up kissing her child's forehead, feeling her cold, yet loving fingers caress her cheek seemed to reinvigorate her.

"I'm so proud of you, my dear and precious child... you've done a great job. Now let go. Let's drink your father's mana together."

Upon hearing her mother's words, Baobhan Sith finally let go off master forty-eight's genitalia. The Faerie Round Table joined forces against their common enemy. The man who conquered six Lostbelts; each of them pulled their tongues out, giving Fujimaru's cock a four-tongue blowjob. Morgan took care of his tip, since she was his wife. Then there was Baobhan Sith, as her heir, Mélusine took advantage of her reptile-like tongue to be third place, while Barghest did her best to suck the base of his cock, always being the most humble of them all.

Ritsuka, of course... ended up losing.

"A-AHHHHHHHHH!~"

SPLUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURT~

His semen came with such strength it seemed as if it was a volcano.

The long, thick ropes of semen were nothing like what Beni-Enma received hours prior. His testicles had time to refill themselves on the hot springs, and then there was the fact that even if she didn't intended to, Mélusine's tail holding back his sperm seemed to have had an extra effect, alongside the milk he drank.

Morgan allowed her knights to be covered in her husband's cum, there was plenty enough for all of them after all. While she had her eyes open, she could see how different their reactions were. Baobhan had closed both her eyes and her mouth, allowing the black-haired man to stain and dirty her as much as he wanted, on the other hand, greedy like always, Mélusine opened her mouth yes, but also extended her hands out praying she could gather even more, like the glutton she was. Barghest simply smiled, happy to witness and receive anything at all, even if it was just a small amount, which wasn't the case.

When she saw her daughter's nose moving, she smirked. Slowly but surely Archer's gaze turned towards her master's flaccid, exhausted cock, and to the white stuff that was now covering her perfect face. A familiar smell that made her stomach turn invaded her nostrils, almost making her gag as, surprisingly, her pussy twitched.

"What... w-w-wha-- WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOUR SEMEN, YOUR BASTARD?!"

She yelled, quickly taking her fingers to her nose, desperately trying to block it, but it was useless. Morgan let out a laugh at her exaggerated reaction, noticing how Mélusine was desperately slurping down all the white liquid she had managed to gather with an expression of pure lust. As a dragon, her heart naturally craved for her significant other. So him having such a strong smell was like a weakness, because her body registered it as ownership, as pheromones, and it drove her crazy.

It was absolutely...

"Delicious!"

She cried out, treating her fingers covered in cum as if they were the most delicious thing ever. Morgan's tongue slowly came out of her lips, catching a drop and bringing it inside her mouth. Her husband's cum was as thick and sticky as always, yet the flavor remained the same. It made her happy. Barghest on the other hand quickly gathered some of the white liquid from her forehead, bringing it closer to her nose.

It wasn't a pleasant smell at all indeed... but she welcomed it. The woman with bicolored eyes smiled, nodding to herself in joy, before imitating her comrade. This was her master's cum after all, Ritsuka's mana, how could she not love it? this smell may not be pleasant in the slightest, but it was making her feel more feminine than ever before, her pussy was completely soaked, which was a shame.

The only one who kept complaining was Baobhan Sith, who was coughing.

"Was this your doing, Majesty? I don't recall Master's mana having this aroma prior to your wedding"

"Indeed, Barghest. I've decided to bless my husband with a smell that would mark any concubine he has, as his property."

Mélusine had finished her meal by the time Morgan explained her motives, just as the grey-skinned vampire kept complaining, what the heck was her mother thinking? Lancer looked up at her compatriot, with a smirk, as her hands gently grabbed the girl's shoulders, forcing them to face the other.

Tristan couldn't believe the expression of bliss Lancelot was making.

"Are you going to drink yours?~"

"Yes, she will. Let go off my daughter, Lady Lancelot."

Mélusine pouted at the order, just as Baobhan looked at her mother. Morgan crossed her arms while looking at her child, no word was necessary to know it was an order. The vampire gulped down... she would have to ingest... the revolting, smelly mana that was covering her face, her breasts and her hair... ?

The High Queen didn't had to read minds to know what she was thinking.

"Do it, Baobhan Sith. It is my Husband's cum, after all. It has already stained your skin; now let it take over your stomach."

The pinkette closed her eyes as her ears registered the order. Gulping down, she gave in with a small whim as her hand covered itself in red/black magic, gathering every drop of semen in her body, until it all got compressed into a sphere that she proceeded to swallow. The smell didn't go away however, and it wouldn't atleast until she took a shower next morning.

Nothing changed the fact that indeed... right now, his disgusting, mana-filled stinky cum was being assimilated into her body.

It made her feel dizzy, and she hated the fact that her pussy was burning in desire.

"Alright, I think that's enough for today. Husband is barely awake."

Le Fae crawled back towards Ritsuka's body. The Chaldean was breathing heavily, indeed, barely able to remain awake after all the energy he spent trying to satiate his girls. Morgan took over his chest, Mélusine right at her side mainly because of her small size, while Barghest took his right arm and Baobhan the left one.

Even in his state, Ritsuka could still feel how their breasts pressed against him, and how Morgan deliberately made sure he felt how her juices soaked his skin. She was horny after smelling his semen, he realized... they all were. But they loved him enough to let him sleep, even if Morgan had more bottles, she wanted their honeymoon to be special.

"I hope you've enjoyed the first day of our honeymoon, my beloved husband... "

Spoke the queen, carefully kissing his lips as she rested where his heart was. Ritsuka felt how Barghest and Mélusine constantly kissed his head and his chest to show their affection, while Baobhan remained there in silence, keeping his arm in her cleavage... yet strangely close to her pussy, soaking his fingers in her strawberry-like scent.

He would seriously need a shower tomorrow.

"G-Good night, Morgan... "

Hearing him say her name made her happy. The Winter queen nodded, before kissing his cheek once again.

"Good night, my husband."

She replied, before Lancer looked up in expectation. Ritsuka sighed, doing his best to smile at the other three knights of Faerie Britain.

"Good night Mélusine, Barghest, Baobhan."

His voice was barely audible. Each of them replied in their own unique way. While Mélusine said "good night, beloved", Barghest called him by his name. Morgan's heir, however, simply told him to go to sleep already, with an annoyed tone.

It didn't took him more than a second to reach the land of dreams.

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-[Fragment 2: Faeries on the menu?]-

The next morning things were going much smoother than usual. The Faerie Knights of the Round table were enjoying a shower with their master, no less. Although Morgan was adamant that no lewd was going to happen, the fact that Ritsuka right now, was having the opportunity to clean up the bodies of four beautiful girls was like a dream come true.

Morgan let out a sigh, as she felt her husband's hands gently caressing her butthole and pussy.

"Hmmm... your queen is pleased, my beloved husband... there's truly no woman able to fight back against your skills..."

Praised the winter witch, as her head rested against Fujimaru's chest. The human smiled with a blush on his face, as his hand went up on his servant's back, covering her soaked skin with more soap. Baobhan and Barghest were in similar conditions, passing their hands around Ritsuka's body, at this point it was pretty much a cuddling session as the water kept falling on their bodies.

Sith let out an annoyed growl, they had been at this for like three minutes, yet she still could sense the disgusting smell of semen in her head. Ritsuka turned around upon hearing his daughter complain, clearly worried.

"Are you ok, Baobhan Sith?"

Archer squinted her eyes, trying to ignore how Mélusine constantly rubbed her small body against that fucker's back, making sure he could feel her non-existent tits against his body.

"Like hell I am! I still smell like crap because of your smelly, stinky and disgusting semen!"

She yelled back, taking away his arm from her mother's back, Ritsuka's gaze turned away in slight shame, as the grey-skinned Faerie sat on a small wooden stool, allowing him to take a good look at her breasts, a vein popped up in her forehead, Morgan's heir ended up raising her armpits as well, showing him their hair as well.

"The least you could do is clean this sweat off me. And do it quickly before I rip your hands off!"

It was an order Ritsuka was in no mood to disobey. The young man nodded as he put more soap in his hands, looking back at his wife for permission, who nodded silently. This was a perfect chance for Baobhan to bond with her father, little steps as they say. Ritsuka gulped as he got closer to the girl's body, under the gaze of his wife, Barghest and Mélusine.

His hands started to gently caress the woman's breasts, coating her cleavage and chest with the white liquid, just as she had asked. This gave the Queen of the Fae a nice idea. With just a snap of her fingers, another three more stools appeared, right at Baobhan's side. Fujimaru saw amazed how the four females sat, looking at him.

He knew what they wanted.

"Husband. Please, once you finish with Baobhan Sith, would you mind washing all of us?"

"S-Sure. I would love to."

Watching him smile made her heart flutter. Barghest could barely contain her excitement, as she expressed how cute of an expression he was making right now. Baobhan extended her feet towards his face, allowing Ritsuka to massage her fingers. Shortly after, he started to repeat the process with her other leg, going up her body until it was time for him to clean her armpits.

Fujimaru gulped, clearly ashamed at the fact that all four of them were looking at him, and how much attention he was paying to Archer's armpits.

It made her blush, yet it also made her slightly happy that at the very least, he thought she was attractive.

"Why are you even interested in a woman's armpit hair, anyway? what are you, a freak? now I can't wear my second outfit because of you!!"

She asked, allowing the savior of Pan-human history to massage both of them at the same time. Of course Ritsuka didn't answer, what could he say in his defense? if he said something like "You could've said no" she would only get angrier. This was a request that Morgan herself made, most likely after that night where he took their first time.

He just really liked the fact that each of them smelled like fruits... and it made them sexier, that's all. Nothing more, nothing less. It gave them an "older" vibe, as if they were milfs... it even gave Mélusine some charm despite her small stature that he genuinely enjoyed.

Baobhan blushed when she felt how Master was now taking special care of her ears, she didn't even had to tell him. That was worth praising. A red tint extended itself across the Princess face as she felt the human's fingers gently pressing and caressing her ears, Ritsuka already knew which places he should be extra careful with.

All his life his parents told him and his sister to wash their ears, so he did the same with his lovers whenever they requested for a shower with him. And he had been practicing for years, so Sith was unable to find any reason to complain.

"Alright, that's it. Go attend Mother. And wipe that smile off your face before I rip your balls off instead."

The human nodded in silence as he kissed one of her ears as a goodbye gesture, taking her by surprise. Just as she requested, the master faced once again the royalty of Faerie Britain, smiling at her with the same warm face as always. Morgan was a blizzard indeed, but even in this eternal snowstorm, the small flame that Ritsuka was shone brightly.

As his hands went to grab her breasts, the woman muttered a small "Husband" feeling how his fingers sank into her sweaty skin, covering it with the white liquid.

He loved her body, so cold as ice yet as soft as a marshmallow, his heart was craving for her as much as her heart craved for him. Master Forty-eight's face got closer to hers, instantly knowing what he wanted, she relented. Morgan's mouth clashed against his own, as she felt how he caressed her cleavage and nipples, before going to her armpits.

The Winter witch licked and devoured her husband's tongue, thanking him for his consideration with both her, and her daughter. The feeling of his thumbs carefully caressing and taking care of her armpit hair gave her chills, yet it pleased her heart to know how much attractive she was to him. It made all the preparations she made worth it.

But Morgan was a master strategist, there was still one last surprise she prepared for Ritsuka tonight, on dinner. As their mouths split up, her consort now focused in her belly, taking special care with the place where her blue tattoo was, before his fingers finally arrived to the white/blueish valley of pubic hair she had grown out for his sake.

Even with all the soap he was using, he could still smell the peach scent from her skin, sweat and fluids.

His wife was truly a fruit born in winter.

"Your queen is greatly pleased, husband of mine."

Her right arm went up, reaching out to his face. The human with black hair closed his eyes as he rested his head against Berserker's palm, like a cat. The white-haired woman's thumb gently caresed and stained his cheek with the soap she already had, admiring both his features and the expression he was making.

There's no way she could handle his soul over to Galahad.

"Serve Mélusine. I can tell she is anxious already."

Spoke the Faerie of paradise, pointing her husband's gaze towards Tam Lin Lancelot, who opened up her legs as part of her body and face got covered in the black scales of her third ascension, the dragon girl's tail waved from left to right in excitement at the idea of having her body be caressed by the man she loved.

Right under his wife's gaze, no less.

Ritsuka nodded, walking towards his Lancer class servant, the girl with golden eyes smiled as a red tint spread through her face, the Chaldean's hands started to gently caress her belly at first, taking note of how soft her skin was. A small moan came out of her mouth when she felt how his fingers pressed down her skin, wiping away as much sweat as he could.

She wanted more, however.

"Master... my breasts, touch my breasts..."

Nodding, his open palms captured and pressed down on her boobs, feeling the hardened nipples. Gulping down as he kept going, Mélusine let out a small moan of delight, waving her tail from left to right. The water kept falling on her skin, yet he didn't stopped. Next it was time for him to clean up her armpits.

Maybe she didn't had such a developed body like her comrades or her queen... but she was a Dragon. She was Albion. A sigh of pleasure escaped from his lips the moment his eyes laid upon the white hair underneath her arms, Mashu's master rubbed his hands together to produce more soap, caressing the erogenous zones shortly after.

Not only there was the fact that her entire body smelled like blueberries... there were pheromones mixed up.

And Mélusine knew it.

"Master... master... ahhh~... your gaze is making me so happy... those eyes are meant for Queen Morgan and yet..."

Her longue, reptilian tongue came from within to lick his chin. Ritsuka's face got as red as a tomato when Mélusine caressed the exact same spot Morgan did, while he felt the tip going up, leaving a trail of saliva on his face. She enjoyed the gesture, as indecent as it was, alongside the angry vein on her queen's forehead.

A dragon always took what they wanted.

"They're looking at me right now... oh, master!!~"

No matter how much he loved Mélusine, his wife's pride was not to be tampered with. Frowning as his hands quickly went down, much to her disgrace, he ended up attacking one of her weak spots. Her tail. Lancelot let out a scream of pain and pleasure as the fingers squeezed and coated in soap the part connected to her back.

That was unexpected.

"Stop saying mean things to my wife, Mélusine..."

He demanded, trying to sound intimidating, the tone he usually used to give orders to his servants. But it was useless, all he did was turn her on. Ritsuka sighed, letting go off her tail to finish with her legs and her feet. Well, she would require a lot of training, that much was true... but at the very least, she stopped.

That was something.

"Master."

Manchester's black dog called out to him. While still sitting at her own stool, Barghest had imitated Mélusine, spreading her legs and putting her arms up to give Ritsuka full access to not only her breasts and her genitalia, but to her armpits as well. Red had gone up to her ears, she was clearly ashamed of her actions right now.

But she wanted him, his touch, his hands, to clean up her muscles and her breasts.

"P-Please... ?"

She sounded so desperate and insecure, even if she didn't intended to, it touched his heartstrings. Ritsuka tilted his head and nodded rapidly, starting with her face. The blonde knight let out a moan of relief and joy, when she felt her master's warm hands caressing her shoulders, before he started to go down.

Her breasts were big indeed, even bigger than that of the High Queen, but it was mainly due to her massive high and the difference in their bodies. Ritsuka's hands first started to caress her cleavage, wiping away the sweat from both sides, before going out to attack her underboobs, the Faerie knight let out a moan.

Just his touch was enough to weaken her, but she was trembling.

Her master knew it, of course. Ritsuka's hands slowly went to both of her armpits, to which he took the opportunity to get even closer to her naked body.

"Barghest. Look at me. What's wrong?"

He asked, his closeness was what forced her to open her eyelids. No matter how much she tried, how much she wanted to, she just couldn't hide away from Ritsuka's sky-like eyes. His gaze would follow her to the ends of the earth, she even saw him in her dreams, god damn it. The black dog gulped down, blushing even harder.

This was so... embarrassing.

"I... I don't know... I'm so sorry to have such a manly body... it must look horrible to you, master..."

Ridiculous, he thought. As his hands went down, cleaning her torso, he ended up finding her abs, the part she was ashamed the most. Barghest had worked herself to the bone as a member of the Fang Clan, her arms, her legs and the rest of her body were the proof, but rather than hating it, he thought it made her look cool and sexy, it was the same as his body covered in so many injuries and scars.

A proof of their effort.

Chu~

To say that it shocked her to feel his lips kissing her body, would be an understatement. Saber looked down at the man who had her heart, noticing and feeling how he rubbed his face against that place she was talking about. Ritsuka hoped this wouldn't arouse her, but rather, make his point across. His hands took the chance to caress and massage her ass-cheeks, and part of her lower back.

Slowly but surely, her body stopped trembling, making him smile.

"You're as beautiful as the rest, Barghest. Please, don't doubt of yourself."

There was nothing she could say. Not when he talked to her with such a decisive tone, so she just simply nodded. Ritsuka continued with his work, kissing and caressing each of her legs. Eventually, when they all were ready, they resumed and washed the soap away on their own, same as him. It was a peaceful yet nice way to spent time together before starting their day.

He was happy, because they were with him.

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The rest of the day was more or less relaxing. There wasn't much to to at the Enma-tei, truth be told, but the life outside of Novum Chaldea and the Wandering Sea already was a massive change in their routines. Just a gentle walk during the afternoon exploring the surrounding areas and nature around the place, and then when the sun started to set, one inside the Enma-Tei itself.

Ritsuka and Beni-Enma guided the Faerie Knights as they explained to each of them all that happened in new year 2021, back when they helped her, and everything Chaldea did. What greatly surprised Fujimaru however, was seeing how much attention his daughter was paying to their tales, Baobhan was genuinely interested in how this place returned to it's former glory.

Reading about it in the Chaldean registers was one thing. Witnessing where it happened and how it happened was another one, completely different. And thus, before he even realized it, it was dinner time. Just like always, he expected Beni and the rest of the Sparrows to come barging into their room, carrying hundreds of plates filled to the brim with Japanese plates.

Instead... he patiently waited with had a blindfold above his eyes.

"Is this really necessary, Morgan?"

He asked, his head resting in his wife's cleavage for around thirty minutes while he couldn't see a thing. His wife had requested him to be like this, while also sending her knights away for a walk, or so she said. Ritsuka trusted Morgan with his life, that's for sure, but he couldn't deny that this all seemed way too out of place. The faerie however, just let out a small laugh, pressing her breasts against his head while her lips kept kissing his hair.

"Of course it is, my husband... I've asked miss Enma to prepare a plate that will exceed your expectations, I promise you, your tongue and stomach will fall to the might of the Fae."

A plate specifically made on her land... what the hell could it be? he had been pondering about it ever since she made her remark, but still had no clue. The Faeries knew nothing about human culture or their cuisine, and they didn't need any food as far as he was aware. So what was she talking about?

Swrshhh~

The sound of his door being opened made him look to the entrance. The batting of wings alongside Beni's steps made him tilt his head, as the blue-eyed woman smiled at the view. Beni-Enma came pushing alongside multiple of her employees four tables, it had been a real pain taking them upstairs, but it was worth it as long as Ritsuka enjoyed himself.

And by heavens, she was sure he would.

"Please enjoy your food, Master. We all did our best-dechi."

Spoke the red-haired girl, giving her summoner a quick peck on his cheek, before leaving the room. If he was confused before, now he was utterly lost. Morgan took the piece of cloth from her husband's eyes, presenting him with the four tables in front of them. His first thought was that it was one for each... but they were five.

Perhaps he and Morgan would eat from one?

That could explain why Mélusine, Barghest and Baobhan Sith were absent, maybe Morgan wanted to surprise them with a banquet of nostalgia?

Looking back at his wife for approval, Ritsuka got closer to the first table, grabbing the massive lid that was covering it, wanting to uncover it's content. He almost choked on his own saliva when he saw the smiling, naked face of the Faerie of paradise looking back at him. Morgan's body was served on a plate... covered in sushi.

"Hello my husband."

Greeted the white-blue haired faerie, she would've loved to raise her hand and take his lips in a tongue kiss, but she couldn't. Not if she wanted to follow the rules of this "ritual". The human turned around to look at the woman who was at his side, but all that remained was a bunch of blue particles.

She had been using Thoughtform the entire time.

His intuition guided him towards the other three plates; running way past the High Queen, Fujimaru got closer to the second table, repeating the same action. Baobhan Sith's angry, annoyed expression looked back at him, just like her mother, her body had sushi rolls carefully placed on her erogenous zones, completely covering her nipples, her genitalia, and even on her armpits.

"What are you looking at?"

She asked, frowning. The master slowly walked towards the third place, where Mélusine was waiting for him with a smirk and a blush on her face. It reminded him of Kiyohime, although as far as he knew, at least Lancer didn't wanted him to eat her flesh and blood literally... but the expression, oh god that smile she was making...

"Hello Master! are you happy?~"

It was the exact same. The blue-eyed man looked at the last plate, the biggest one of them all. By this point, it was pretty obvious who was inside there. Pulling the lid away, Gawain of the Many lovers greeted him with a red face, as her eyes seemed to have heart-shaped pupils the moment he looked at her.

"Master... I'm... happy to see you..."

Ritsuka knew what they were doing. He had read about it, but never experienced it himself. Turning around to look at his wife, he found Morgan's gaze looking at him, still with the same seductive expression she always had in these situations. The queen of the Fae didn't need to hear his words to know what he was asking, he just wanted a reply.

"Nyotaimori; the act of eating sushi off a naked woman's body. I wanted to make our Honeymoon special, my dear husband... Not only the place, but I needed someone who could prepare enough sushi for all of us. That's why The Enma-tei was the only place I could think off."

As she spoke, she saw her beloved slowly walks towards her body, without any word whatsoever. Surprised? excited? no, his mind stopped working. For a while, he had thought he knew the extent of Morgan's love for him, but he underestimated her. The queen of the Faeries looked back at the Savior of Humanity, as she slowly opened up her mouth.

"Go on, my husband... enjoy this exclusive plate brought straight from the land of the Fae..."

Those were her last words before Ritsuka took her mouth. A small "Morgan..." came out of his mouth as his tongue found hers. Her lover broke the kiss however, so his tongue could slowly lick it's way towards her armpit, where a couple of sashimi resided. Ritsuka used the chopsticks that were resting right at Morgan's sides to grab the raw piece of salmon, before ingesting it.

It tasted delicious.

His eyes darted towards her cleavage, where a couple of Nigiri rested, as if they were a bra. His hands went towards the queen's bust, grabbing a couple and soaking them in soy sauce. A small moan came out of her mouth when she felt how Ritsuka licked the droplets that fell on her skin, cleaning her.

Fuck... fuck... fuck!

Despite how slowly his body was moving, his mind was overworking itself to the bone, enjoying the rice and meat inside his mouth. Two pieces of California rolls did their best to try and cover her massive nipples, of course, being unable to. Unable to contain his lust, the master of Chaldea opened up his mouth, grabbing his queen's left tit.

CHOMP~

And completely swallowing her nipple, pulling the Uramaki into his mouth. The Tam lin watched their queen moan as Ritsuka slowly started to drain her breast, Le Fae could barely hold her urges to caress his hair as she felt his lips and his tongue on her nipple, Baobhan Sith blushed, Mélusine smirked, and Barghest smiled.

"My husband... please eat out the rest..."

She begged, and Ritsuka nodded, his lips were a mess. Once again he repeated the process with the other nipple, and her armpit. He wasn't dumb enough, he could see black nori on his wife's hairy womanhood. Ritsuka spread Morgan's legs himself, noticing the last pieces of food; a "Kappa Maki" filled with seaweed, rice, and cucumber.

His breathing intensified, as her soaked genitalia coated the food, fuck the fucking soy sauce, his queen's nectar were far better than that shit. Master opened up his mouth, using his tongue to gently take away the carefully placed food away from his wife's labia, while also licking her as well. Morgan enjoyed the cunnilingus her husband was giving her, despite being small.

Sluuurp sluuurp sluuurp~

There was not a single piece of sushi left on her body, but he still wanted to eat her. Berserker, as much as it pained her, stopped her husband's tongue by placing her hand on his head, pulling him away instead of pulling him towards her genitalia.

"Hello? Earth to imbecile? This pose is quite uncomfortable, you know?!"

Yelled the pink-haired archer, making her father sigh, as he gave his wife's pussy a goodbye kiss. Fujimaru walked towards his child, who growled at him as she felt his hungry gaze admiring the view of her naked figure. Ritsuka's hand gently went towards her face, pulling away a hair strand from her face so she could perfectly see him.

She was as red as a tomato.

Baobhan had Tempura rolls and some fried shrimps on her breasts, which means the bottle of sauce at her side was sweet. The vampire closed her eyes, expecting him to begin with her armpits just as he did with her mother... but what he did instead, was get closer to her face, as her grey eyes perfectly reflected his face.

"Baobhan..."

Was the last thing she heard before he took away her first kiss. He couldn't contain himself, he just couldn't. He loved this woman, she was so adorable despite how much she seemed to hate him. He shouldn't have done that, but there was no helping him. Ritsuka's tongue remained inside his mouth, terrified of her denial.

Archer didn't moved her lips in the slightest, completely shocked.

Master... the human... Her mother's husband... Fujimaru Ritsuka...

Took her first kiss.

When their lips finally split, upon hearing the "You..." she muttered, he replied with a small "I'm sorry", before going to her armpits. Ritsuka used the chopsticks to capture the fried food, dropping it inside his mouth, enjoying the sweet taste the sauce gave it. Morgan smiled at the scene, noticing how her daughter seemed more calm than before.

Perhaps she could finally start accepting Ritsuka as her father?

The black-haired man lost no time in going after her breasts, eating the shrimp surrounding them, so he could concentrate on his daughter's nipples. The thrill of "incest" with Morgan's heir fuelled his actions. So he attached his mouth to her nipple, as the grey-skinned girl let out a moan.

This... fucking idiot!

Her mother seemed to know what she was thinking, as she gently moved her head from left to right, stopping her daughter from trying anything or even thinking about pulling away her Father's mouth from her tit before she even started to move her arm. Archer blushed as she quickly remembered Morgan was watching it all.

"Don't Baobhan Sith. As my husband's daughter, it is your duty to spoil him as well. Please, feed your father with your milk."

She couldn't do anything against him, not as long as her mother was present. Baobhan Sith sighed, as she broke the rules, doing what her mother couldn't. Her hand rested against her father's head, letting Ritsuka indulge in her big tit and drink her milk as much as he wanted to. Feeling Archer's fingers on his hair, caressing him for the first time, made him blush.

Glup... glup... glup...

Baobhan's milk... his daughter's milk... Morgan and his child... it was out of this world.

Archer kept caressing her master's head until he finally let go off her breast, satisfied. He spread her legs, wanting to finally finish with her before he could finally go after Mélusine and Barghest, because truth be told... even if he was enjoying this feast they prepared for him, Ritsuka was horny.

He wanted to have sex with his Queen and Knights.

"Satisfied... you nasty gorilla?"

She gently teased, feeling his tongue retire the last rolls of Tempura from her folds, before he gently licked and kissed her labia. The blue-eyed man nodded, to which the vampire let out a small "good" alongside a smile. Mélusine licked her lips when she saw his body getting closer to hers, just as she had been expecting.

The Albino smiled at him, while her golden eyes shone, filled to the brim with desire.

"Eat me out, Master!~ They're specially charged with pheromones to make sure you destroy us afterwards!~"

She was covered in Dragon rolls, a shrimp tempura-filled roll with Avocado topping perfectly cut to appear like dragon scales.

Ritsuka nodded, as he got closer to Lancer, being greatly affected by the girl's smell, just as she has planned. This, surprisingly enough, aided greatly in Morgan's plans. It was the best way to end up their second day after all, and she knew that her kingdom desired the intimacy ever since the prior night.

Rurika's brother grabbed the two rolls she had in her armpits, before using the soy sauce on them to bite them both. The avocado mixed up with the rice had a pleasant, delicious flavor, Beni's cooking was as godly as always. Then he looked at her chest, two rolls perfectly covering her nipples with no issue of course, since unlike Morgan and Baobhan's, her breasts were way smaller.

Just before he repeated the exact same gestures he did with Morgan and her daughter, his mind clicked. Taking away the roll in her left nipple, the blue-eyed human covered the small piece in soy, getting it closer to Mélusine's face. She didn't understood at first, was he trying to feed her or something?

"Lick it."

Everything made sense. Gods... how much she loved this man!!!

Opening up her mouth with a big smile at the idea of him consuming her saliva, the long dragonic tongue came out, starting to fulfill her orders like any servant would. A drop of sweat fell from the back of his head upon seeing and hearing the indecent gestures the dragon lady was making, clearly trying to turn him on.

And it was working.

Thinking it was enough, admiring her work, the small little girl gave her lover one mischievous look before nodding. It was completely coated in her saliva, like he asked, so much so that drops were falling from it. Master Forty-eight wasted no time in consuming it, taking his sweet time with each bite, before swallowing it.

Gulp~

Like an aphrodisiac, he felt his energies return. Quickly grabbing the roll from her right breast, he placed it on the left one before opening his mouth, in just one bite, he covered and completely captured her nipple, starting to drink her milk. The Dragon growled, joyful at the view and sensation her beloved was giving her.

Just as she was feeding his stomach with milk, he was feeding her heart with affection.

Mélusine's tail waved in excitement upon seeing Ritsuka finish with her breasts, because she knew what came next. The last three rolls her body could offer to him; she didn't wait for him, rather, opened up her legs on her own. Fujimaru sank his mouth into the dragon girl's genitalia, as she let out a scream upon feeling him drink her nectar, and feed on the carefully placed food between her folds.

Yes... yes!

This was just what she was looking for, just what Mélusine had been expecting all along.

"Master... master... master!!!"

She screamed, as her small hand caressed his hair. The chance to make him hers, the chance to take him away from her Queen's arms right as she watched the whole process. Her heart beat with joy and excitement, with happiness, as Lancer felt his fingers squeezing her legs, putting them above his shoulders.

He was hers, hers, hers alone. Her master, her light, her motivation, her husband, her lover, hers and hers, not Morgan's.

Mélusine's black tail wrapped around Ritsuka's neck, pulling him even closer to her folds, as she felt his tongue going in, another moan escaped from her throat. Ritsuka loved her, Master wanted her, her and not his wife. A growl of pleasure, he had long since devoured the last rolls in her body, so he was eating out her pussy out of the good of his heart.

Sluuuurp sluuurp sluuuurp~

And she loved every second of it.

"W-woof?"

And just as quickly as he began, he stopped upon hearing the embarrassed yet pleading sound the lord of Manchester made. Barghest had been eagerly waiting for her turn to be eaten by Ritsuka, oh how ironic considering she was known as "Gawain of the many lovers", the master nodded at her plea, smiling after he cleaned up his mouth.

"I'm coming, Baggie."

Hearing him call her like that with such a loving yet sweet tone, how could she not completely give him her maiden heart? Saber closed her eyes as she felt Ritsuka's hand caressing her head, before going down to her cheek to take her lips while the left hand squeezed one of her breasts. The blonde trembled, her tongue shyly touching that of her master's.

What a cute, sweet adorable puppy of a lover he had.

He would indulge her indeed... breaking the kiss, his mouth slowly started to leave a trail as he reached her arms, then her armpit. The smell of apples invaded his nose, hitting him with full force. Barghest got turned on upon seeing all her compatriots being eaten by him, and what's more, they were looking at them right now.

So feeling how Ritsuka opened his mouth to take the Philadelphia roll she had on her left armpit made her moan and shiver, letting out a squeak out of shyness and surprise. His touch eased her up however, because he started to caress her muscles and her breasts with one hand, while the other now took care of her hair.

He was being tender and caring with her horns as well, which send her into overdrive. Fujimaru devoured the roll and licked the blonde, apple-scented hair of her arm before he kissed her sideboob, going after her nipple, breaking the pattern he had until that moment. Saber let out another scream, instantly realizing what happened when Ritsuka started to drink her milk while munching the roll that was poorly covering her nipple until that point.

His cock was desperate for attention.

His urges to cum his soul out inside them were overtaking his mind. His tongue pressed itself against the pink button, wanting to squeeze out even more of the delicious, warm liquid he had grown dependent to. But she was happy. Barghest was genuinely happy of seeing Ritsuka sucking the milk out of her breasts, because he needed her, he wanted her, he loved her.

Breastfeeding him made her feel horny, made her heart feel filled, made her feel depraved.

"M-master... please eat me... eat me instead..."

She begged, small tears menacingly accumulating on her eyes. Ritsuka nodded as he let go off her breast, going to grab the last two rolls that were on her breast and armpit to sink them in soy before swallowing them... screw the body sushi. Screw it all, screw Morgan's gift, screw the romance, he just couldn't keep fighting back against his desires.

She was so... so... so...

"BARGHEST!"

He screamed, before quickly pulling away the Kimono he was wearing, revealing his hardened cock to the four Faeries. No foreplay needed, he played plenty enough with their bodies already and, even if he hadn't licked Barghest beforehand, she was horny enough after witnessing him toying around with her comrades.

She was more than ready.

Taking away the three rolls between her folds and eating all of them in just one bite, Fujimaru quickly got into the table as the Black dog of Manchester spread her legs, giving in to her desires. She was way taller than Ritsuka, but in here, above the table, he could get as closer as he wanted.

Grabbing his member with just one hand, he pointed it right at the girl's entrance, thrusting into her just as a "Yes!" escaped from her mouth. Morgan smiled at the scene, noticing how her knight's arms quickly wrapped themselves around her husband, squeezing him and pushing him towards her massive breasts.

Barghest's face was red, same as Ritsuka's.

"Master... master... I want to be a bitch... I want to be yours... please, please, please make me a bitch... "

She begged, with a tone that seemed as if she was saying "Have mercy on me". His mind was almost blank at the statement, so all he could do was nod, as his mouth opened so their tongues could connect. The black dog moaned when she felt her master's massive cock entering her genitalia, even if he hadn't been serviced, the food he had alongside Mélusine's pheromones did the job.

Fujimaru pressed his mouth against Barghest's as his hips started to move themselves, both of them doing the missionary. His balls hit deep against the woman's ass while her legs squeezed his pelvis, he could feel it. How her tight insides, her womanhood craved for his lust just as her heart called out to his own.

Plaf plaf plaf plaf plaf~

Barghest's voice came out muffled, dying inside the blue-eyed man's throat as her tongue dominated his own effortlessly. While the blonde was indeed dominating his mouth, she couldn't say the same about the sex. She had asked him to make her his bitch, so he would fulfill her wishes. Ritsuka's hands grabbed both of her breasts, taking his thumbs and index fingers to her nipples.

Squeezing and pulling to spray the milk out, it was a perfect way to greatly weaken her, as she let out another moan of delight.

The wood of the table behind them started to squeak and sound, mainly because of how hard he was moving. Baobhan let out a small chuckle at the view, it was revolting, watching how the soy and all the other stuff that had been surrounding her colleague were falling, causing a mess. They were indeed fucking like animals.

"HMMMMM!!!~ MSHTER~"

God damn it her ass was big and soft. His eyes closed up even harder as he let go off her mouth, thrusting even harder while he bit her neck, but she welcomed it. She may not have a collar around her neck, but all she needed to be marked was to receive his semen. Her pussy twitched, while the milk worked as a lube to allow her body to rub against his own even easier.

His tongue moved on the knight's skin, as his teeth sank on her flesh as gently as they could, yet still grabbing it firmly.

"Master!~ Master! please!! HARDER!!!"

She demanded, feeling her womb going down as her eyes shone, Barghest's right sclera was changing into a black void, while her left pupil turned green instead of blue. His shaft and his tip indeed went even harder, while he felt his heart starting to speed up. He was hitting yet being squeezed as hard as he could, trying to fight back against his urges to cum.

While he still was unsure about the fact that Morgan modified the smell of his semen, he couldn't deny the fact that he was thrilled about the idea of cuming inside Saber for the first time, and mark her with that disgusting scent his own body now gave to his sperm. Fujimaru sank his face in the black dog's cleavage, allowing both of her tits to squeeze his head, hiding it completely.

Saber could feel it already. His meat throbbing as he kept thrusting, but she welcomed it. Barghest's arms placed themselves around the magus back, allowing him to touch her skin and smell even more of her sweat. Her voice soon enough couldn't be understand, if it wasn't because they were naked, one would think that instead of fucking, she was trying to crush him.

Oh how wrong they were.

PLAFPLAFPLAFPLAFPLAFPLAFPLAF~

"I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMING! MARK ME WITH YOUR DISGUSTING SEED, MASTER!~"

She growled, finally feeling the sweet release of his mana inside her womb. Ritsuka thrusted one last time, poking the entrance to her womb. For the first time, the user of Black Dog Galatine felt as if her mind went blank due to the pleasure, it was so warm and so thick... his mana rested inside her womb, as her legs pulled him towards her, the sweat of their bodies, Barghest's breast milk, all of it combined made him feel like he was melting to the bone.

Barghest broke the kiss shortly after as her arms fell at the sides of the table, feeling how her master's cock got pulled out of her hairy folds, she expected him to leave her like that, perhaps give her some headpats or something and then go attend Mélusine... however...

Instead, he grabbed her hip, and turned her body around in a doggystyle position. The Fang Clan Faerie turned around, looking at the lustful yet calm gaze of her summoner, as her heart started to beat in anxiety.

"W-WAIT! MASTER PLEASE! I JUST CA-CAAAHHHHHHHHHHH~"

Ritsuka was still unsatisfied. The amount of flesh her six-foot-tall body had on her breasts and ass far surpassed that of Morgan's. The only woman who could surpass Barghest's breast size was Passionlip herself, a league on her own. Fujimaru sank his cock inside his girlfriend's pussy, closing his eyes as he felt her insides closing and strangling his shaft.

"Barghest..."

He muttered, while grabbing and squeezing her sweaty ass-cheeks, looking at her back. She had entered her third ascension out of sheer lust, yet wasn't doing anything at all to dominate him. The black-haired man let out another sigh, trying to relax himself as he fought back the urges to ejaculate so quickly.

"Give me... give me your chains... "

It was an order. But she didn't made sense of it. Ritsuka, while still being a naturally good willed, loving man, sometimes had his small little outbursts of dominance. This was one of those moments. Morgan raised her eyebrow, clearly interested at the sight of how her husband seemed to lose patience.

"Huh?"

SLAP~

"AHHHHHH!"

The small question the blonde asked got her a spank as a reply. Ritsuka had hit her ass using the hand where his command seals were, making the black dog scream in delight as her pussy clenched his cock. A second spank, a third one, a fourth one, soon enough the other two Tam Lin and their queen watched how their comrade started to scream as her flesh kept being hit by their lover.

After a while, her ass was completely red, as much as her face.

"Give me your fucking chains, Saber. Now."

It wasn't a request from her lover, It was an order from her master. Saber obeyed as her left hand casted her chains, her master quickly grabbing them and using them on her neck. The blonde let out a moan as she started to struggle to breathe with her own tools, yet Ritsuka squinted his eyes, starting to thrust.

PLAF PLAF PLAF PLAF PLAF~

Her hands went up to her neck by instinct, as she looked back. The Master of Chaldea had his eyes closed, yet his grip on the blue chains was firm. What a strange situation, where such a small man was completely dominating and choking one of Britain's most powerful knights with her own freaking tools.

"Mas--... ter!"

Exclaimed the woman, while she felt how her insides strangled and crushed her lover's cock. Ritsuka pulled on his bitch's handle, allowing his genitalia to reach even deeper inside her. Baobhan covered her mouth with her hands, was this really the same shy imbecile that she saw the night before?

He was subjugating Gawain with no effort at all, the Faerie was clearly struggling to breath.

"Fucking shut up... don't talk to me..."

He replied, holding back his urges to cum as much as he could. His command seal was shinning and burning up his magic circuits, yet he kept going. Master Forty-eight let his body and head rest against Saber's back as he kept pulling the chains, thrusting even harder into her folds. Saliva started to fell from her mouth, while she opened her eyes.

PLAF PLAF PLAF PLAF PLAF PLAF~

Her ass hurt, and her neck did as well. But her womb, her insides, her heart, her spirit core, everything was burning. The woman's head waved from left to right, even through her nose breathing was difficult, Ritsuka had a surprisingly strong grip with her own weapon. The blue-eyed man started to pant heavily.

His cock was desperate to release his cum again, but he still wanted more, more, more of this wonderful woman.

He wanted to... stain her.

"Master... my pussy it's... going to break!"

She yelled, and it seemed to motivate Ritsuka even more. She had asked him to make her his bitch. Very well then. He would show her how he liked his women and what he did to Mashu whenever they were alone. He would break her pussy and her womb indeed; his tip and his shaft kept hitting the entrance to her baby room, as the hips kept going in towards her own.

The pain in her ass only made it much better.

Eventually, she ended up coming when she felt it. She felt it, she felt it; the tip of his cock managed to open up and get inside her womb even if just a little bit. Her insides closed themselves around the human's cock, just as he thursted inside her one last time.

"A-ACKKKKKKK~"

SQUISHHHHHHHH~

SPLUUUUUUUUUUUUUURT~

It was his biggest load that night. Ritsuka closed his eyes as he pulled Barghest's body towards his own, internally wishing she indeed was unable to breathe. His wish got granted as he heard her moan, more guttural from her tongue. And he finally let go; allowing her big body to fall, limpless into the wood.

The marks around her neck made him feel aroused, alongside the expression of joy she was making. Tam Lin Gawain had been defeated by the master of Chaldea once again, now reduced to a mere bitch.

Turning around, his gaze fell on Lancer, who smirked back at him as she spread her legs. Oh, blessed be every god and goddess of lust that had bestowed this dominant nature on her beloved Master right now. A small vein appeared on Ritsuka's face, as much as he loved Mélusine, her clingy attitude and insistence in bullying Morgan was something he also greatly disliked.

"Come, Master... let's have proper netorare sex~"

...

Alright, that does it

Walking up towards the white-haired girl, Fujimaru granted her request. He indeed pushed his cum-covered dick inside her pussy, right in front of his wife. But before Mélusine could say or do something else like she normally did, Ritsuka's hands went to her neck, surprising her. Looking up, rather than seeing the kind, shy yet loving face of her master...

She saw an angry lover.

"I told you already... stop saying mean things to my wife, Lancer!"

He shouted, starting to properly fuck her. Ritsuka thrusted his hips into the little girl's womb, making her feel his oversized fat cock entering her womanhood. The long tongue of Albion's Remnant escaped from her mouth as she moaned, even when she felt how the air started to leave her lungs, she was happy.

PLAF PLAF PLAF PLAF~

No matter what he did, a human could never, ever kill a servant. Ritsuka knew it, even the weakest one of his heroics spirits could effortlessly kill him with just a small finger flick, Tam Lin Lancelot was no exception. And she knew it, because the more his fingers closed around her neck, the more she blushed.

The more she smiled, and the more her pussy squeezed his married cock, trying to make him hers.

"Mas... ter... yes~"

Mélusine spoke, this was one of her most desired fantasies. Yes, as a dragon, she wanted to take away Ritsuka from her Queen and make him hers in front of Faerie Britain's ruler, but as a female one, she wanted her partner to dominate her, or at least try to. Her pheromones came out, while her heart hit her chest.

His balls were hitting her deep, while her tail waved in excitement the more he squeezed her neck, she didn't care. If he wanted to play rough with her body, to try and ruin her, then of course she would let him. Tears of joy escaped from her eyes as she managed to breathe in, angering the black-haired man as he thrusted even harder.

"Ahhhh!~"

And increased the strength of his grip, but it was useless. Mélusine wasn't like Barghest, he didn't had the chains either. That's why she was known as both the strongest and most beautiful knight of the Faerie Round table. Ritsuka frowned, his member reaching even deeper as he tried to fight back against Mélusine's womb.

PLAFPLAFPLAFPLAFPLAF~

His testicles started to hit her rear, while the sweat fell from his skin. Lancer's hands and her legs went around her master's back, pulling his body towards her own. This greatly difficult his punishment, but he accommodated himself. At least his manhood was reaching even deeper, but even if he tried to keep a strong grip...

Mélusine's neck and her throat were stronger than him.

And that smile... that godforsaken smile that begged him to try even harder or to kiss her...

"You're such a brat..."

He muttered, hitting her womb as hard as he could, but the yellow-eyed girl nodded constantly. Before her arms wrapped around her master's head. He couldn't punish her, he couldn't, no matter how much he tried. She was way stronger than him, so if he wanted to shut her up... he had to change his tactics.

"And only your brat, Ritsu-- HMMMM~"

Kissing her instead, the master continued to penetrate and ravage his servant's insides. The Faerie Knight closed her eyes as she raped her master's mouth with her tongue, going way past the limit to reach his throat while he kept fucking her. Yes, she was his brat, yes, she would continue to mock her Queen and presume the fact that she would keep fucking her husband for all eternity...

And enjoy the fact that nothing she or master did, could stop her. Even a command seal, who's effects would disappear after a while.

Because I love you more

It was coming. She could feel it, his balls and his cock twitching, going overdrive as his hands now squeezed her own, her hair got stuck to her forehead because of the sweat, her dragon instincts kicked in. The smell, the delicious smell coming out of Barghest's pussy, his cum, his cum, his manly, stinky and nasty cum...

She wanted to be his, his, his wife, his lover, his lancer, his dragon, his Mélusine, his Albion, his everything.

"HMMMMSHUKAH~"

SPLUUUUUURT~

His next cumshot came, marking her insides with the smell just as she desperately craved. Percival's sister rolled her eyes in delight as she felt how the human's sperm slowly yet surely made it's way to her small baby room, barely containing her urges to smile. The Chaldean broke the kiss himself, even if he would like to keep going, his stamina wasn't infinite... and he had other matters to attend to.

Mélusine was satisfied for now, that's what mattered the most right now, because it would mean she would shut the hell up.

"W-WAIT! MOTHER!"

Baobhan's voice returned him to reality, as she screamed her mother's name. Turning around to face the royal family of the Faerie land, his eyes widened in shock at the sudden view. Morgan had grabbed their daughter's legs, spreading them on her own, clearly against Baobhan's will by the look of her face.

Le Fae, however, smiled the moment her eyes clashed against his own.

"Come, my husband. Our child's ready to receive you."

Spoke Berserker, making her heir look towards their Master. Ritsuka's heavy footsteps terrified her as she saw his silhouette slowly approaching to her. This lowly human, this bastard... he didn't even took a shower first after soaking his disgusting figure with the sweat of her compatriots. What terrified her the most, was his fucking face.

It was completely covered in shadows, only allowing her to see the blue dots shinning in the darkness of their room.

"GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!"

Yelled Archer, as she tried to struggle and fight back against her mother's embrace, of course her efforts were in vain. Morgan pulled her child's head against her cleavage, even if she waved her arms constantly, she never would dare to try and hurt her mother, so she kept wasting energy. Ritsuka grabbed one of her breasts with his right hand, while the left one squeezed his dick.

When she felt him rubbing himself against her folds, everything stopped. Baobhan's terrified face looked into her Master's shadowy expression, his command seals were burning her skin, interacting with her spirit core, allowing her to feel the overwhelming desire and lust that his soul was victim of.

He desired her.

And it scared her.

"NO NO NOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH~"

The long, thick, cum and sweat-covered cock of her father got inside her body with a gentle thrust, as much as she tried to deny it, Archer was already wet, her body craved the wonders of sex since the night before. Ritsuka smiled as now both of his hands grabbed his daughter's breasts, squeezing them while he felt her insides squeezing his dick.

The vampire girl's tongue came out of her mouth, it had been almost a month since she didn't had sex at all with Ritsuka, that day of the wedding all three of them hid the armpit and pubic hair of their bodies with Morgan's magic. Her body had forgotten completely how big her master's cock was, how deep it reached, and it's thickness.

A smile appeared on the High queen's face upon seeing the scene before her. Both her and her consort were sandwiching their daughter between their bodies, as his hips started to move so he could properly inseminate and mark his daughter as his property. The faerie's lips gently caressed the pinkette's hair, as she let out a moan.

It was too big.

"N-Noh~... Noh~ I don't want... your dishgushting shemen inshide of meh!!!~"

Yelled the Vampire, unable to notice how distorted her voice sounded. She was making a face of full pleasure, as the sweat fell from her skin, Ritsuka looked up at his daughter, with a slight smile. Gods, how could he not move harder after hearing that? his thrusting became even deeper, rougher, more animal-like.

The exact way he fucked Barghest and Mélusine minutes before.

PLAFPLAFPLAFPLAFPLAF~

Baobhan Sith started to pant heavily, letting out another scream. It was coming, it was coming, with each thrust she received, she knew he was getting closer. Sooner or later, this nasty sack of shit, this disgusting bastard, this animal, this gorilla, her master, her mother's husband, her father, Ritsuka, Ritsuka, Ritsuka--

Ritsuka was going to cum.

"NOOOOHHH~ SHTOOOOPH! SHTOOOOOOOOPH~"

Her hands tried to push him away, but it didn't do anything to stop him. Morgan's grip increased as she rubbed her chin against her daughter's head, joyful at the fact that her family was together, loving each other like they should. Oh, how proud she was of her little daughter and her beloved husband, both of them indulging in the pleasures of incest and adultery at the same time.

This would surely calm down Ritsuka's lust once he let out his last load of the night.

"Daughter... daughter... daughter..."

Hearing him call her like that made the grey-skinned girl clench her teeth, as her eyes looked up. His lips and face sank themselves into her cleavage and breasts, desperately wanting to smell and drink more of her strawberry scent and milk, his blood was boiling, his heart was pounding against his ribs.

SLUUUURP~

And his tongue was desperately moving trying to extract more of the delicious, sweet liquid. Even if he wanted to fuck his wife after finishing with her heir, his body knew itself enough to know he wouldn't be able to keep going. But gods, he was indeed putting his all into his hip right now, he had been thinking all day of their bodies ever since the blowjob she gave him.

Ever since she let him was her body back in the morning.

"NEVER! I'LL NEVER ACCEPT YOU AS MY FATHER!~"

She growled back, not realizing her arms were now squeezing his shoulders, pulling him towards her soft, sweaty skin so he could drink even more of her milk. He was throbbing, his large dick was hitting the entrance to her womb, trying to open it up, Morgan's face ended up covered in shadows as well, except for the smirk she had.

The colors her Faerie eyes were showing her inside of Baobhan... they were beautiful.

Her beloved little girl was such a poor liar.

"I DON'T WANT IT!!! YOUR DISGUSTING"

Ritsuka's hands went around Baobhan and Morgan's body, pulling both the queen and the princess towards himself as his balls kept hitting the girl's butt, at the same time, her hands squeezed the man's back against her chest, the warm milk kept falling through his throat, while his manhood throbbed.

Hitting the sweet spots, prying open her baby room, preparing itself to mark her as his, his, and his alone.

"REVOLTING! NASTY!"

As the insults kept going, her womb seemed to ache, to burn. Her Saint Graph was desperate, her body craved it, it craved him. The tears fell down her cheeks as she felt his tongue twirling around her nipple, gently caressing her flesh while his lips squeezed it, Ritsuka's hips were going at full speed, just a little more.

Just a couple of more seconds.

"STICKY! SMELLY--"

Then, she felt it. Her womb, her last barrier fell. The archer choked on her words as the human finally opened up her cervix with sheer strength and lust alone. His long, thick and nasty dick had reached a place that it shouldn't have, as all doubts left Baobhan Sith's brain just as the air did left her lungs.

Her mind broke.

And her body came.

"MAAAAAAAANAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH~"

SQUISHHHHHHHHHHHH~

SPLUUUUUUUUUUUUURT~

Ritsuka almost fell to the floor the moment he felt his legs going numb, but Morgan prevented it with her magic. She kept him close, ensuring his face didn't left his daughter's breast as he kept cuming. Baobhan squirted herself into unconsciousness, while her father's revolting, nasty, sticky and smelly jelly-thick mana filled her womb to the brim.

The Witch kept smiling as her chin rubbed itself against her beloved princess, even if she wasn't awake anymore, her heart was still beating.

"There, there... my dear and precious Baobhan Sith... you did well... you did so well..."

The queen's voice carried with it a sweet, loving and motherly tone. A gentle blush present on her cheeks as well, Morgan slowly waved her fingers, making her husband's limp body float away from her daughter. Ritsuka floated into the futon they all shared together, same as Mélusine and Barghest.

His magic circuits were on fire, and his body was desperate for either one of Morgan's elixirs, or sleep. By the look of it, she wanted the later. The Harem manager placed her daughter right above her husband's chest, much to his surprise, as her body also did it's best to occupy some of the very few space that remained.

Mélusine was at his right, and Barghest at his left.

"Morgan... I... "

The young mage didn't knew what to say, of course. He behaved in a way that he would normally never even think of, all because of his pent-up lust and the frustration combined of his dear and beloved Lancer constantly belittling and mocking his wife's love for him. The woman with blue hair locks however, denied with her head a little bit.

Her left hand went to his face, caressing it to try and ease up his consciousness, alongside erase any sense of guilt he could have. Then, Fujimaru Blinked. Before he realized it, his entire surroundings changed. Instead of being at their room in the Enma-Tei, master forty-eight was naked, standing in a white hall, surrounded by the three naked bodies of the Tam Lin Knights.

In front of him, sitting on her throne, was his wife, piercing him with her cold, blizzard-like gaze.

The man's mind clicked, he recognized this place. This was the throne room of Faerie Camelot, and Morgan's throne room back in Chaldea. How could this be... ? The Faerie of paradise seemed to notice her lover's doubts, so she decided to speak up, while allowing him to take a good look to her naked, pristine and sweat-covered body.

"It seems like I've underestimated you greatly, Master of Chaldea... seeing how you've managed to defeat each of my knights through your sheer power alone. Proper Human History is truly something else..."

Her small little speech didn't made sense to him at first. What the heck was going on... ? Morgan seemed to wait for Fujimaru's reply, but she wouldn't get any for a couple of minutes, his mind lost in thought. And then he realized it. Of course... Morgan was the best mage humanity and the Fae had ever seen.

If she had casted a small illusion on this place, then it meant one thing.

Roleplay... ?

He thought, with a blush. The small smirk and wink Berserker gave to her master was the silent "yes", as if she could read his mind. And Perhaps, indeed, she did. The black-haired master cleared out his throat, he wouldn't lie... this was certainly a hot situation. If she wanted to "solve" their problems then he would fight to save Proper Human History once again.

"T-thank you... I appreciate your compliments, your majesty... "

The High Queen's legs spread themselves, allowing the human mage a full view of her majestic, peach-scented genitalia. Ritsuka could feel all the shame from having brutally destroyed Barghest, Mélusine and Baobhan going away as his love and desire for that woman, his lust, came back to him. Her eyes shone in excitement the moment she saw his cum covered cock starting to rise up.

A banquet fit for a Queen like her.

"I have a proposition for you, Mage of Proper Human History... "

She spoke, as her left hand rise up, shinning in a blue-blackish flame. She was really getting into this, and so was he. The fact that she had thought of him having sex with each and all of them in this plot to save his world was extremely alluring, hot and depraved considering he "fucked" the princess in the throne room in front of her beloved mother.

The wife struggled to keep her stoic face, she could get hooked to this, to be honest.

"Abandon your world. Give up your foolish quest of saving up your planet, pledge your loyalty to me and the Land of the Fae, and I'll reward you with the bodies my knights, my daughter and my own for the rest of eternity. Rule by my side and watch your history crumble into nothingness. You'll be able to cum inside each and every single one of us, in public if you so desire, so you can teach the rest of my kingdom where you're at."

She spoke, and Fujimaru could feel his heart starting to race up. God damn it, how could she be so hot? how could such words be coming out of her cold, cruel mouth with such a serious intent? Morgan was putting up all her mind into this small act, this "grand finale" for the night, so he could show her all his love now that the other three were out.

Le Fae stopped herself for a few moments to admire her husband's beautiful shape, a couple of meters away from her. This was a small improvisation she thought of while he was having sex with Baobhan Sith, but she was the High Queen of Faerie Britain, and the greatest mage to have ever lived. Of course she knew a thing or two about improvisation.

"No matter what moment, or what am I doing. Whether it is a festival, an important event, a reunion with the clan heads or an announcement, I shall always pause my duties to satisfy your lust in front of those around me, so they know their Queen is out of reach. Only, and only you shall stain my body and claim me as your soul mate for everyone to see. All you have to do... is kiss my hand. What do you say, Fujimaru Ritsuka?"

And thus, the queen finally finished, extending the back of her left hand so he could come up and accept the deal. His sky-like gaze, however, got filled with determination and fire. Even if things had turned out this lewd way, he wouldn't have changed his mind. Many people had perished for him and Chaldea to arrive to this point, to give up would be to spit on their sacrifices and their memories.

He had to take back their world, no matter what.

"I'm sorry... but I can't do that, your Majesty... I'm going to defeat you and return our home, so me and everyone else can keep going forward."

Just the answer she was looking for. That's precisely why she fell in love with this man. Morgan snapped her fingers, teleporting her better-half, her nemesis to her throne. Their faces were millimeters away, yet Ritsuka felt Morgan's cold, sweaty and soft skin. Her massive, royal breasts awaited for him to touch them, to stay and dirty the place her and only her could sit on.

"Then there's nothing left to say, Karudea no masta."

Their lips clashed against each other as the "Grand Battle" started. Fujimaru's hands went around Morgan's naked figure just as she allowed him to touch her as much as he pleased. In his mind, every single act that had happened in here had been monitored and transmitted through the land of the Fae. How? who cared. He just wanted to pretend that somewhere, Mashu, Cnoc Na Riabh, Artoria and the rest of his many lovers had been cheering for him through the entire ordeal.

Now he had to defeat Morgan for them. And as her tongue kept hitting his own, licking it while his hands caressed her massive breasts, he swore he would make her cum and scream if that's what he had to do to save their history. Ritsuka felt how the High Queen's hands stroked his hair, as her voice came out, muffled.

She could feel his libido. Morgan quickly changed her mood to try and add weight to her act, she didn't have to behave like his loving, caring wife, no. Right now she would perform intercourse and drink his semen as the rightful ruler of Faerie Camelot. That's why she used her superior strength to push Ritsuka's body on his back, allowing him to rest on her Throne's pillow.

The white-haired woman's tongue moved itself quickly on his own, extracting more mana to power herself up while also noticing how he grabbed her asscheeks, to squeeze them. Silently, she praised her lover just as her milk started to come out of her nipples, dirtying his chest while his body quivered in delight.

Avalon Le Fae broke the kiss shortly after, licking her own lips.

"Your skills are impressive, Master of Chaldea... it is no wonder you've managed to breed my retainers and my precious daughter back to back..."

The woman complimented him, before her teeth and her lips sank into the man's neck. Fujimaru let out a moan as Lostbelt Six's ruler started to move her tongue on his flesh, before leaving a trail of kisses, slowly descending from his chest towards his pelvis. His cock was stained with sperm, honey and drops of blood, for he had taken three hymens in a couple of moments and soon he would take it's fourth.

Finally, face to face, the High Queen took her chance to admire the manhood of the man who saved the world. Even if this entire situation had been fabricated by her, she would always be weak against her husband's member. Morgan closed her eyes slightly, feeling how her crotch burned in desire, leaking more of her honey while his natural smell penetrated her nostrils.

Chaldea's Master looked down at the Faerie of Paradise, while he felt his heart starting to beat up. The woman snapped her fingers, managing to cast what seemed to be multiple screens above both of them. A blush covered Ritsuka's face, instantly recognizing who were looking back at him from the small windows Morgan opened.

Artoria, Da Vinci, Mashu and Cnoc na Riabh.

All of them naked, surrounded by women who wore the armor of Faerie Camelot. Artoria was trapped between two knights as they sucked her breasts, while a third one ate our her pussy, from what he could see. Mashu was kissing herself with a female Faerie while scissoring another, Da Vinci had what seemed to be a made-up strap-on, riding another, and lastly, Cnoc na Riabh ate out another Faerie at the same time her fingers dealt with two soldiers.

They were all "fighting" their own battles just like he did.

Artoria seemed to notice Ritsuka first, she was wearing nothing but her blue cape and the hat Muramasa had crafted for her, blushing at the fact that he was looking at her performing such a shameless act, however, the Child of Prophecy still pulled through, managing to contain her moaning to talk to the person she loved.

"[R-Ritsuka... ! p-please, do your best! I'm... I'll arrive soon!!!]"

Screamed the blonde, and the raven-haired man nodded. Morgan made sure to allow him to watch how her genitalia was being devoured by the hungry female Faerie, just as her tongue started to gently caress his balls. She didn't had any male retainers or servants in this made-up timeline she crafted, all these women belonged to her husband after all.

Sluuurp... sluuurp... sluuurp~

"A-ahhhh~"

He was unable to contain his voice when the High Queen started to clean up his cock. Her tongue searched up and took away all the cum it was covered in. Morgan could smell it, the scent of her Daughter, of Tam Lin Lancelot and Tam Lin Gawain, impregnated in this man's cock as he had brutally fucked them into oblivion right in front of her very eyes.

She had watched it all. The human's eyes darted from the floating screens to his wife's face, not knowing exactly where to focus on. Mashu let out a moan of pleasure as her pussy did her best to rub itself against the woman that had pinned her down to the floor from before, while her tongue kept licking and trying to fight back so she could properly communicate with her beloved Senpai.

But it was hard.

Morgan's tongue went down on Ritsuka's tip, dragging the semen into her mouth to swallow it. It had an horrible smell, but it was one of his many tricks. This cock had supplied every single woman in Chaldea with Mana and claimed them as his own, so she had to be careful. Her eyes squinted as she finally opened up her mouth, under his attentive gaze.

She enjoyed him looking at her lust-filled expression. Tonelico the savior moved her tongue slightly, as her head went down, slowly but surely, the blue-eyed berserker swallowed up his cock, for everyone in Faerie Britain to see. Both Human and Fae at this very moment were seeing their Queen fight against Proper Human History, as that long, thick and stiff dick of his got the priviliege to invade her throat.

SLUUUUUUURP~

"Hmmm~"

To think he would be receiving a blowjob from the Queen of the Faeries in her own throne while her entire country saw them both... Ritsuka felt as if he couldn't breathe. Morgan's nose touched his pelvis after her fingers let go off his cock, instead now focusing on his testicles, filled to the brim with that stinky, jelly-thick mana they produced.

Mashu seemed to notice the pleasure-filled face her Senpai was making, so she twisted her tongue inside the woman's mouth, while her hips moved in a wilder way, he needed her. She had to finish with these women as quick as possible and aid him in defeating High Queen Morgan, or else it would be all over.

"[Senpai... I'm coming! please... hold on!]"

She managed to yell, before another three women assaulted her. Ritsuka felt how his manhood was being squeezed out by Morgan's throat, as she finally started to move her head up and down. She was doing this for her country, for the Fae, for Britain and for her daughter. She would teach this human his efforts were useless and then, his world and his companions would fall as well.

Chup... chup... sluuurp~

The Queen's throat was just as cold as the rest of her beautiful, smooth and perfect skin, if not colder. Le Fae's hands gently started to caress and cuddle his testicles, allowing them to feel the cold skin of her fingertips while they sank on them. Her tongue twirled around his cock, as her head went up and down again, this time even faster, harder.

Her lips dragged on his meat, as the master let out another scream. His adrenaline and mind were going at full speed, she was sucking him even harder than Baobhan did. The Master of Chaldea rested on his elbows, feeling a pillow on his head shortly after, summoned by the Winter witch herself so he could be more comfortable.

That was a nice gesture that made him smile.

"T-Thank you your Majesty..."

He said, and the white-haired queen winked at him, giving him a small nod before resuming her blowjob. Her juices were dripping down her legs as her head kept going up and down, Morgan quickly let go off Ritsuka's dick so she could go attend his balls. Giving them multiple kisses. Her tongue pressed itself against the right one, going up and down on it as if it was an ice cream.

"Your cock is really impressive, Master of Chaldea..."

Muttered Berserker, before opening her mouth to swallow both of his testicles. Another scream came out of the deepest parts of his throat, Morgan's left hand squeezed his throbbing cock, going up and down. Her cold saliva, her skin, everything about her was like a blizzard yet it mixed up with his warm so good it felt amazing.

Her tongue pressed itself against his balls, taking them up to meet her palate, and then her thumb pressed itself on his tip. Her hand going up and down, jerking him off with a slow movement, but a firm grasp. The saliva she had coated it in allowed for a very sloppy yet wonderful feeling, paired up with the fact that she was sucking both of his balls so hard it seemed like they would come off...

"A-Aghhh! jesus christ!"

It felt amazing. Her words echoed through his mind. "Your cock is really impressive, Master of Chaldea", Master of Chaldea... Master of Chaldea... fuck, he was really getting into this feeling of them being enemies once again. He loved Morgan so much, so deeply, but this fictional scenario she had came up with was really messing up with his head in the good sense. His member throbbed, something Tonelico noticed as she let go off his testicles, freeing them from their prison.

Not before giving them a parting kiss, of course.

"Pathetic... where is that strength you used while you were ramming your cock down my daughter's throat as she sobbed?"

She asked, teasing him. He could never bring himself to hurt Baobhan Sith, he loved her, but that situation... fucking her throat while she sobbed and tried her best to stop him yet unable to... gosh. What kind of thoughts was his beloved queen putting into his head? not like it would ever be possible to begin with. Servants were far more durable and strong to be affected by some rough fucking.

He had seen with his own eyes how their bodies regenerated entire limbs when given enough time and mana.

CHOMP~

Morgan didn't let him think anymore, as her mouth ate his entire dick once again, this time, for the final one. The Faerie's head started to go up and down, but she was putting her whole body into it. She was also getting aroused by all the situations and visions she had come up with in this fake scenario, to the point she started to twerk.

Ritsuka's lust, his desire, his love and how aroused he was with every word that came out of her mouth... she could feel it, she could feel everything her husband was feeling right now, and it made her love him more and more with each passing second. As the tip of his cock went way past down her throat, rubbing itself against her cavern, Le Fae couldn't help but look at his face.

His eyes were closed, his mouth was open, and his constant moaning was absolutely adorable.

This man... he truly made her feel human. Her frozen heart beat with love for him.

The woman's lips and cheeks squeezed his genitalia even harder this time, using her tongue as well to push the shaft against her palate, while the rest that was resting down her throat got squeezed by it. The Queen exhaled longly once her nose touched his hip once again, dragging her lips across his meat while she went up again.

Her labia were throbbing desperately, as if set ablaze. Her pussy craved her husband's cock, and so did her womb, but she had to hold on. Even if she was behaving like the High Queen of Faerie Britain, her body had been permanently transformed into that of a loving, caring wife. It was betraying her wishes and her will, but she was stronger than her own desires.

SLUUUUURP SLUUUURP CHUUUP CHUP CHUUUUP~

She would make him pay for fucking the hell out of her knights. She would make him cum, defeat him, Chaldea, and then claim the planet for her land after they survived the Great Calamity. Ritsuka tried to move his hands, but she kept them in place with a simple binding spell, he wouldn't stop her blowjob. The faerie's head was moving as hard and fast as possible now, while the sweat drops kept falling through her face.

The throbbing of his manliness had reached an uncontrollable state. Ritsuka cried out one last time, before feeling how Morgan's head went to his tip, licking around it with such speed it seemed as if her tongue formed a tornado. And lastly, she went down one last time. His cum, his mana, came out right into her stomach, but the Queen welcomed it.

Glup... glup... glup~

Her beloved husband's seed. Her beautiful and perfect husband's mana. So thick, just like jelly, it got stuck to her throat like it always did, but she had grown to love that feeling. Swallowing his cum had turned into a small test of love she always adored to overcome, as his wife, it was her duty to satisfy and spoil him while he rewarded her with his love and loyalty, his embrace, his eyes filled with love, his mouth saying her name or "I love you"

Those thoughts made Morgan smile, as she finally managed to swallow every single drop.

"Playtime is over, Master of Chaldea... it's time for me to defeat you in front of your compatriots. Rejoice, for even despite rejecting my offer, I shall give you the privilege of being the first and last man to perform sexual intercourse with me."

Just as she said that, Ritsuka moved his head. Morgan had changed positions, so their bodies were directly facing the entrance of the royal hall, Berserker stood up, allowing the man to take a good look at her back, her hair, and her massive fucking ass. It was then that he saw her arms moving; her fingers closed up on her asscheeks as she spread them open.

She was going to ride him to death, literally. The woman gently started to drop her body on his own, he had a perfect view of his shaft and the woman's royal anus. The small hole spread open as his tip invaded him, while the Faerie seemed to suffer a small shiver like she always did whenever they had anal intercourse.

"A-AHHHHHHH!"

When he finally got inside her, he screamed so loudly his voice must've echoed through the entire castle, and hell... maybe even the entirety of Faerie Camelot itself. In the blue screens, Cnoc Na Riabh, Da Vinci, Mashu and Artoria looked up with expressions of concern, each of them having felt their beloved in danger. Ritsuka's chest moved wildly as he tried to breathe, but it was impossible.

Morgan was sucking the mana out of him with her butthole, while her fat butt pressed itself against his hip, using him as her chair.

"[SENPAI! PLEASE HOLD ON!]"

Yelled Mashu, trying to overpower her own partners. Her tongue moved more wildly in the pussy she was licking, she had to make these knights cum as fast as possible so she could aid her beloved master. Her tongue got inside the feminine folds, penetrating and sucking the insides while her fingers did their own with other two women.

Artoria was now being eaten out by two women, each of the females was taking care of one of her holes, while another pair was sucking out her nipples, extracting the precious milk of the Child of Prophecy to empower themselves. However, the girl from Tintagel managed to tone down her moaning, looking way past Morgan.

She needed to save him, she had to.

"[Ritsuka... please... wait for me! don't give up!!~]"

She cried out, but her words of encouragement turned into a moan as her butthole and pussy made her cum for the eleventh time that day. Cnoc Na Riabh and Da Vinci were too busy to talk, but even so, if neither Artoria nor Mashu could reach out to Ritsuka, then it was all lost. Morgan's stoic face was cold and cruel, even with the small blush on her nose bridge. The power of acting at it's fullest.

"It's useless, Child of Prophecy. Take a good look at how I extract every last drop of your master's mana."

Replied the woman, wanting to crush their hopes. Immediately after she started to ride Forty-eight's cock, while twerking in order to give him a good show that would stimulate him way more. Ritsuka couldn't contain himself, attracted by the view of his enemy's busty, sweaty body as her ass clapped in front of him.

The pressure on his dick was immense. The white-haired berserker was moving herself in a steady way, not slow enough to make it a torture, yet not fast enough to make him cum quickly. She wanted to enjoy this, and wanted him to enjoy her body as well. The master did his best to try and fight back the pleasure she subjected him to, focusing on the words of his allies.

Every single one of them were doing their best, no matter how good Morgan felt, he had to fight back, he had to defeat her ass and conquer that tight, hairy lostbelt pussy.

The High Queen however, seemed to notice his resolution. Admirable, yet foolish.

Plaf plaf plaf plaf plaf~

Hearing him moan in a mix of pleasure and despair only triggered Artoria and Mashu even more, to the point the blonde country girl started to cry, seeing her beloved in such a dire situation.

"[STOP! STOP FUCKING RITSUKA SO ROUGHLY! HIS COCK IS MEANT FOR ME!!!]"

Yelled out the Faerie of Paradise to her comrade, but Morgan seemed to enjoy the tone of her voice. That phrase and that tear-filled face were extremely stimulating, Artoria's green-tear filled face against Morgan's blue, cold eyes while her body kept going up and down on their beloved master, her asshole swallowing his cock effortlessly.

The queen gently licked her lips, another idea popped up in her head. Oh, this was going to be great~

"Perhaps you would like a better view... Avalon Le Fae... ?"

She asked, stopping her movements as her hand pointed towards the blue screen where Artoria was. Coating her hand in magic, Berserker summoned Caster to the throne room. Artoria popped out of the thin air, right in front of them, staff in hand. The blonde turned around to face the two, but before she could do anything else, her wrists and her legs were chained together.

Now she was with both of them, forced to see how the man she loved got fucked by another against her and his will.

"LET ME GO!!! RITSUKA!!!"

She shouted, trying to stand up, but it was useless. Her body was too heavy and so where the magic shackles Morgan put on her. The witch finally resumed her movement, now motivated more than ever, Artoria was still too young for a Faerie, so her body paled in comparison to Morgan even if she had been blessed with a fatter ass than normal Faeries.

Plaf plaf plaf plaf~

Her breasts also started to clap together. Morgan got motivated by the view of Artoria crying in front of them both. Parts of her disdain from her Proper Human History counterpart, this was all a fantasy, but one she was now totally invested in. Ritsuka's dick was going even deeper and deeper inside her butt. She couldn't decide between keeping her current position to look at Artoria's face, or turning around so she could see how his cock came in and out of her.

Both were great options, after all.

"What's the matter, Avalon Le Fae... ? this is how things must be. I am far a greater woman than you, far a greater Faerie of paradise as well. Therefore it is normal for the Master of Chaldea to enjoy my body way more than yours."

She replied with a condescending tone, Artoria's pride taking a heavy hit in the process.

"A... Artoriah!~"

He moaned her name, unable to. This was all a lie, this wasn't how things played out. Ritsuka could never hurt Artoria, gods no. But he was a depraved man, and the fact that she was now seeing him fuck Morgan in this world where everything was sex related, battles included, was turning him on to no end, heaven forgives him.

Morgan gained a slight smile the moment she felt her husband's cock getting even harder inside her butt, good. All her gifts were being received and she was being rewarded, she definitely would need to think of better situations to cast in future illusions, this could be a nice way to get her revenge from her husband's harem, even if it weren't the real deal.

"Avalon Le Fae... let me show you the difference between us..."

The blonde opened her eyes in shock as Morgan finally decided to turn around, allowing her to fully view how her boyfriend's cock was spreading the High Queen's asscheeks to go inside her asshole. Sweat was falling across Morgan's back and ass as she resumed her riding technique, now fully blocking Ritsuka's gaze so he could only see her face and her breasts.

PLAF PLAF PLAF PLAF~

As Morgan's body started to move even harder and faster, her body rested above Ritsuka's, pressing her massive tits against his face chest, the Faerie caressed the man's face, ensuring he could only look at her while Artoria could only see his shaft invading her insides. The screaming the woman let out alongside her husband's moaning mixed up, sending waves of pleasure to her spirit core.

What a wonderful situation.

"STOP! STOP! STOP IT! RITSUKA! DON'T CUM! NO MATTER HOW GOOD AND TIGHT HER ASS IS! DON'T CUM!!!"

She begged, yet talking like that only turned him on even more. She was doing her best to try and raise up his morale. The tears falling Artoria's face alongside the honey her thighs were soaked in made her feel dirty. Morgan let out a sigh, stopping herself for a brief moment to feel Fujimaru's throbbing cock.

A whim escaped from the green-eyed girl's mouth, knowing fully well what was happening.

Yes, just like that.

"Come, Master of Chaldea..."

Slowly but surely, Morgan's hand crawled towards his face, making Forty-eight look into her expressionless face as she took him further and further towards the orgasm. Her thumb and index gently grabbed his chin, all he could see was Morgan's eyes and all he could hear was Artoria crying her heart out as she tried to reach out and stop her predecessor.

Perhaps... this was the reason as to why Mélusine loved to mess with her so much. This pleasure was something she was falling prey to, and wouldn't be able to go back from... but it was fine. Ritsuka had chosen her as his first wife outside this fantasy, in the real world, her and her alone.

So this was also her right and her duty.

"Cum inside me and abandon this world. Betray the heart of the one who loves you the most."

"NO!"

She screamed one last time, before Morgan finally resumed her movement, now doing so as fast and hard as possible. Ritsuka's cock, her husband's cock reached in completely with every single movement; Le Fae was using her superior strength to fully sheathe in the human's member every time her hip went down, and take it out to the tip whenever she got up.

PLAF PLAF PLAF PLAF~

The master's voice came out loudly as he felt his dick being strangled by the Queen's butthole, Morgan had gone way too far with this but it was too late to say "no" now. Artoria screamed and yelled at them to stop it, while her arms and legs trembled desperately trying to break free. Mashu's senpai felt his energy and mana leaving his body each time Morgan's butt clashed against his hip.

He was going in fully, and coming out almost entirely whenever she went up. Each movement was done so with the intend of making him cum, no matter what. Even with all his determination and his love for Artoria, he couldn't win. Not against Morgan, not against the Queen. She felt way too good, as heartbreaking as it was.

She fucked so much better than Artoria ever could dream of.

"Artoria... I'm--... SORRY!"

He screamed, one last time, before the Queen's butt fell with all it's weight and power on the human's body, swallowing his entire dick. Ritsuka let out a scream as he finally came, unloading himself fully into Morgan's rectum while Artoria shouted his name, and the blue-eyed girl just moaned in delight.

SPLUUUUUUUUUUUUURT~

He was cumming his life out inside her. Tonelico the Savior felt his mana empowering her as it left his body, now hers and hers alone. Fujimaru lost his erection and seemed to lose all his strength again. Morgan took the chance to stand up, taking the man's flacid, childish-sized genitalia out of her body. Just out of pity she undid Artoria's shackles, to which she ran towards the throne, her face was a mess of pure sadness, hopelessness and despair.

"Ritsuka! Ritsuka!!! I'm here!"

She yelled, the warm, salty tears running down her face as she quickly got to his side, holding his head with her left hand while the right one went towards his genitalia, in an effort to try and get him hard so he could stand up and keep fighting, so she made sure that he was still alive to begin with.

He, on the other hand, felt extremely dizzy. His eyelids were heavy, and all he could see was that beautiful face looking down at him while the tears fell on his own face. What had this turned into... ? The master couldn't help but take his hands towards his girlfriend's face, this, in turn, only made her sadder.

"Artoria..."

His voice was weak. The Faerie looked at his cock while she analyzed his circuits, he was in desperate need for some mana. Morgan had squeezed way too much out of him, even if she had also lost a great quantity of it fighting against the women outside the Castle, her reserves had increased greatly after her pilgrimage.

"Don't talk! Let me heal you!"

She yelled back, quickly going towards his genitalia in order to give him a desperate blowjob. Morgan saw the act with a condescending look, resting her head against her closed first. Artoria's tongue quickly started to lick his small, foreskin covered dick in an effort to try and wake it up.

Sluuurp~ sluuurp sluuurp~

This was how they met, but she refused to say goodbye. Not to the person she loved, the person who allowed her to grow, the person who traveled with her, the person she gave her soul to. They could get through this, together, like always. Caster moved her head desperately, in an effort to transfer her own magic to him while also making him feel good.

Instead, she just sobbed when she got no reaction, his pulse was weakening more and more. Morgan knew there was no actual risk of her better-half dying, it was all just an act her illusion was forcing him to go through, but gods she was enjoying this, maybe way too much. As the green-eyed girl's tongue moved, desperately trying to get a reaction out of her boyfriend, she kept watching with no word.

"It is useless. I've taken it all."

Spoke the queen towards the small, little Faerie as she peeled off the man's foreskin with her tongue, attacking his tip. But nothing changed. Artoria let go off her lover's genitalia, now rubbing her reddened face against his shaft, he couldn't leave her, not there, not alone. She had lost everyone she had ever loved but him.

Without him she wouldn't be able to continue living, and not like she would live much longer after he passed away, Morgan would certainly extract every single drop off her mana right there and then.

"Please... Ritsuka... wake up... you promised me we would get married... that we would be together forever..."

Her plea continued as she now started to crawl towards her friend and lover's face. If receiving mana through oral sex wasn't enough, then she would have to give it to him through sex. She would let him ride her and cum inside her as many times as he wanted, because she loved him and the Faerie knew, he loved her back as well.

The girl's hips went down on the man's soft shaft, feeling him invading her insides. His body moved a little as a sigh escaped his lips, but he still didn't opened up his eyes. Artoria's face got closer to his own, as her lips kissed his face, she started to ride him in a loving, soft and caring way while her mana introduced itself into his system.

"Ritsuka... my Ritsuka... I'll always be there for you... "

As her confession kept coming out, the girl kept sobbing. Her fat yet small butt went down on the man's genitalia as she pressed her breasts against his back. Memories of them being together flooding her mind while her fingers did their best to wipe out the sweat and heal him at the same time.

Her hips went up and down in a sweet motion, there were so many things they had to do. The girl's lips caressed his nose as she tried to hold on to their history together, as her insides gently sucked his flesh in and squeezed it. So many plans and promises, she would've loved to leave this world by his side, to go to Chaldea and help him fight against menaces to Proper Human History, because as much as she loathed his world and it's course...

She loved him.

"You promised me you'll get me pregnant... that we'll make love daily... that the day of Cnoc Na Riabh's coronation we'll make love in front of all Faeries to see... please... Ritsuka... wake up... "

She muttered, as her forehead pressed itself against his own, her hips moved even harder, her body let out a small golden aura. The woman's tears fell on the face of her one and only, as her hands now held his body close to hers. Artoria closed her eyes as she pressed her mouth against his own, sealing them both with a loving kiss.

Morgan let out a smirk, as her hand reached out to Artoria's body, wanting to take her master's cock out of her folds. However, much to her surprise, before she could get a hold of it, another hand stopped her. The High Queen opened her eyelids slightly, clearly surprised at the firm grasp her wrist was subjected to.

The blue-eyed mage stood up, holding Artoria's body with one arm and Morgan's wrist with the other. The girl had done it, she had managed to give him enough of her own mana to wake him up. Fujimaru looked down at his partner with a smile, as the Faerie of Paradise finally stopped crying, now her expression of despair being replaced by one of hope.

"Thank you, Artoria... for lending me your power... "

He spoke, causing the Faerie to squeeze his neck with a loving embrace as she took his shaft out of herself. A "Always!" escaped out of her lips before she gently kissed his cheek. Le Fae tried to fight back, but she couldn't. Not when Ritsuka pinned her down against the throne, the blonde quickly spreading her legs in order to expose her cold, soaked womanhood.

Now that he was back in the game, he needed to finish up and take Morgan down in the best way he knew. Mating Press. Le Fae didn't try to fight back this sudden change of events, this was her husband after all. And even then, this was also related to her own Ego. There was no way she would run away from something as harmless as sex.

"Human... you really think you can take my mana for yourself... ?"

She asked coldly, at the same time her enemy had a smiling face. From behind, Artoria was licking both of his testicles as she jerked him off, preparing his cock to get inside the High Queen's virgin pussy to commence the final fight. This was their destiny, and she had to support him and work towards their happy ending. Morgan's tyranny ended here, today.

He looked straight into her eyes, his sky-like gaze versus her cold, dead stare.

"I don't think so. I know we can!"

Just as he finished, his counterattack initiated. Morgan let out a small moan, containing her urges as Ritsuka took her virginity, entering inside her pussy. Her body had no hymen anymore, that much is true. But simulating a second one he could claim as his own in this small simulation was a piece of cake for her.

Fujimaru's voice came out of his throat, as he felt how Artoria rested her body against him, her right hand started to caress his chest, while her small breasts pressed themselves on his back in a sandwich between the two Faeries of Paradise. The green-eyed country girl bit her lover's neck, as her left hand's fingers massaged both of his testicles, stimulating the production of semen.

The High Queen's face was right in front of Ritsuka, they were just millimeters away from kissing each other. Fujimaru let out a long, tired sigh. Morgan's pussy was taking a toll on him, even with Artoria supporting him and giving him all her love and power so he could remain awake, but the Rain Clan Faerie was in a similar situation.

Her mana was leaving her body with each second as Ritsuka kept his manliness deep inside her pussy, his tip touching the entrance to her womb. It was going from her, to his, and empowering up Artoria who in turn gave it back to him. How foolish, how ridiculous... that long, thick human cock of his, to have taken her virginity right there in her throne room...

Just like he did with Mélusine, Barghest and Baobhan Sith an hour ago...

Caster seemed to notice her master's lack of action and fortitude. She would gladly help him, of course. The girl separated her teeth a little bit, before biting his ear. Fujimaru seemed to react, thrusting his hips upwards, taking his shaft out of the queen's tight folds as she let out a moan, before Artoria moved her hips, he went back in.

F... fuck...

It hadn't been the first time he had fucked Morgan, but for some reason, being sandwiched between her and Artoria right now, feeling her cold, sweaty peach-scented skin under his body while Artoria's soft, gentle body cuddled his back... how could he not feel like his mind was at risk of being shattered?

He wanted this, he wanted to defeat and fuck the shit out of that woman.

PLAF... PLAF... PLAF~

Him taking action seemed to motivate Artoria, who caressed her beloved's chest as her tongue did the same with the back of his ear. Fujimaru's hips hit the queen's fat asscheeks, while she locked her legs not only around him, but around her predecessor's body as well. Neither of them able to escape her grasp now.

Her husband's member came out and in a slow yet strong movement, piercing her tight, cold and squishy insides. Even in this blizzard, as long as Ritsuka had Artoria by his side, he knew he could continue for as long as needed. Artoria rubbed her nose and her face against the man's neck, feeling his mana feeding off her body.

"That's it Ritsuka... keep going... "

She muttered, and Master Forty-eight opened his mouth. Morgan did the same, expecting a kiss, but instead, he went to her breasts. The human's tongue started to caress and lick her right tit while the left one got squeezed, not only was he taking her mana with each movement of his hips, but he also was using her own milk to restore his stamina alongside Artoria's own mana.

How cute... perhaps she could use it to take the "Villain" act even further.

"You dare reject my offer of becoming my husband after having performed such act with my own daughter in front of me... and now you take away the milk only her lips have ever tasted?"

The voice she had carried an angry tone, from behind, the counterpart of Artoria Pendragon smiled, while her hand went up to caress her beloved's head. His hips got reinvigorated with energy as the delicious nectar fell down his throat into his stomach. This was Morgan's milk, the High Queen's milk, Tonelico the savior's milk, that had only been tasted by Baobhan Sith only... yet now he was stealing that from her.

PLAF PLAF PLAF PLAF PLAF~

"A-Ahhhh~"

How could he not move even harder after hearing such sentence? he shouldn't be drinking this, he shouldn't be defiling the sacred throne room of Faerie Camelot this way, yet he was doing so. He was fucking the shit out of the High Queen's fat, soft and squishy ass and reaching as deeply as he could inside her vagina while Artoria licked the back of his head and muttered words of encouragement.

Berserker's voice started to come out more constantly as she felt her magic leaving her body, Ritsuka's hips started to move even faster now, while a white aura surrounded his body as his command seals shone, same was happening with Artoria, although she was covered by a golden one, and herself with a blueish aura.

The three colors mixed together as the man's testicles hit the Faerie of Paradise's ass, he wouldn't let go off her delicious milk nor her tasty flesh. He would conquer this Lostbelt, he would live happily ever after with Artoria and the rest, he would save the bleached earth!~ Ritsuka couldn't contain his voice, unable to keep drinking as he was desperate for air.

His chest was moving up and down as he kept thrusting, Caster whimpered as her lips kissed his head, he needed to calm down and keep taking away her predecessor's power, all while holding back his desire to cum. No matter how good it felt, now matter how tight it was, he couldn't cum, not yet, not yet.

"Ritsuka... do it harder... harder..."

She muttered, and so he did. The "plaf plaf" that echoed through the room increased it's intensity. Morgan once again sighed as a red tint appeared on her face, the Faerie closed her eyes to focus solely on the feeling of Ritsuka being inside her, going in and out, rubbing it's massive size against her walls, she had been saving herself for this very moment for over six thousand years. Of course she was going to enjoy every second of her defeat.

PLAF PLAF PLAF PLAF PLAF~

"Hmnght... Master of Chaldea... "

Ritsuka's tongue came out as his hips went down as hard as they could on the queen's hips, Artoria took the chance to supply him with more strength and stamina, giving him a kiss. Tears fell down her face, but this time of joy. She had done it, she arrived just in time to save him and keep him by her side, now they just had to maintain this rhythm and victory would be all but assured, alongside the future of the Fae.

Sluuurp sluuurp sluurp~

Under Morgan's attentive gaze, the child of prophecy kissed her husband with such love and passion it made her feel jealousy of this faked reality, but it was a predictable action and outcome. She had crafted the copies of this reality to be as similar as possible to their real life counterparts, there was no way that this version of Artoria would pass up such an opportunity to kiss her husband.

The girl opened up her eyelids slightly, looking back at the woman who preceded her, a sign of defiance, a demonstration of the bond she shared with that man who was dicking her down right now.

His cock reached in deeper and deeper this time, both of the girl's hands squeezed his head. Fujimaru felt motivated as his cock started to throb, in and out, in and out, gods he wanted to cum. He couldn't last anymore, he had to, he had to, he wanted to cum so badly. Morgan seemed to get angry enough to squeeze his shaft with such strength it seemed it would come off.

PLAFPLAFPLAFPLAFPLAFPLAF~

"Mnght... curse you... Master of Chaldea... Child of Prophecy!! you... can't take my mana away from me!!"

She yelled, also feeling pleasure herself from the passion and love her husband was giving to her. Artoria finally broke the kiss, making him open up her eyes to face her. Artoria leaned against Ritsuka's back fully, now both Chaldeans were looking at the Witch's pleasure-filled face, as he kept going in and out of her with such intensity he seemed to be trying to impregnate her.

"Artoria... ! I'm... getting closer!!!"

He screamed back, while closing his eyes, penetrating Morgan even harder. His hands sank on the first Faerie's tits, squeezing them as hard as they could so he could feel her flesh. Artoria rubbed her cheek against her boyfriend's face as she panted alongside him, the auras coming from his and her body had overcome Morgan's completely, as every centimeter of his flesh came in and out of the woman's pussy.

This time, it was Morgan who wanted to deny him such pleasure.

"Don't you dare!! neither of you are fit to rule my country! TAKE YOUR COCK OUT OF ME AT ONCE!!!!"

She yelled, but her voice quickly broke itself into moaning. Artoria had a slight smile as her arms surrounded Ritsuka's neck, who had closed her eyes. This adrenaline, this passion, this desire of dominance, of fighting for what was right. Yes, of course they would disobey her, they had done it, they've won, they've won, they would live together, forever and ever and ever.

"Do it, Ritsuka! cum! Cum inside her! as hard as you can! as deeply as you can!!!"

Retaliated the blonde, as the white-haired woman now started to scream, feeling her power she had worked so hard to built, her kingdom, her home, her everything, being stripped away from her the more that long, thick cock throbbed. That semen, that disgusting, stinky and nasty jelly-thick semen would invade her precious, sacred royal womb and there was nothing she could do to avoid it.

Ritsuka, however, did the unexpected. Yes, he shouted, but he didn't shouted his girlfriend's name, nor he kissed her as she expected.

"I-I'M CUMMING! MORGAN!!!"

His voice came out as loud as he could, with such strength that it seemed to be coming from his very soul. Ritsuka smashed his lips against his wife's as he finally gave her the finishing blow. Taking his entire member out of the woman's body before thrusting it back in fully, perforating her womb and reaching a place he shouldn't have.

Only then and there, when his tongue found hers and his cock rested inside her baby room he allowed himself to cum his heart out.

SPLUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURT~

The entire time, as he felt his energies leaving his body and his stamina reaching it's breaking point, he kept kissing and licking her delicious tongue. Morgan's tongue, the High Queen's tongue, Tonelico's tongue... his wife's tongue. He felt connected to her, as her legs squeezed his hip with such strength he felt slight amounts of pain.

Morgan's arms surrounded his body, her hands resting on both of his shoulders, but he hug her back as well. Each passing second another load came, thicker, stickier and nastier than the last one. But Morgan welcomed his love inside her, while she allowed his tongue to violate and rape her throat as much as he wished.

When Ritsuka opened his eyelids again, he felt on the verge of falling into darkness. He was back at the Enma-tei's room, with Morgan under him. He couldn't feel his legs, let alone his now sleeping member, that he pulled out of her. The High queen let out a long and heavy sigh after their mouths separated.

Despite being their first "roleplay" session, it had been quite intense and interesting for both of them. The husband looked at his wife, who smiled back at him, noticing how his eyebrows curved slightly in a worried expression. However, her lips falling on his forehead quickly shut him up, stopping him from saying anything.

"Don't even think about saying "Sorry", my husband. You've exceeded my expectations as you always do. My Britain is more united than ever before, thanks to you, I can see it, I could feel it, and I'm grateful for allowing me to witness it. And what's more... once again you've just proven me... you're worthy of standing by my side..."

The small speech she let out completely shut him up. Ritsuka felt a small tear falling down his eyes, that his other half quickly wipped out with her index. Finally feeling his body starting to give in, Master Forty-eight's hands squeezed his daughter's and wife's at the same time, trying to hold them in his sleep, as if begging them both to never let him go.

But it felt as if Lancer and Saber also heard him, because they rubbed their sleeping faces against his shoulders.

"Sleep well, my husband... tomorrow, it'll be another day. I wish to hear more about your stories and travels."

Spoke his spouse, making him nod with a gentle smile. A small kiss on his lips was what sent him into darkness, knowing fully well they would all be here with him when he woke up.

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-[Epilogue: Onwards, to the everlasting tomorrow]-

"Oi, you sack of shit. Move your hand even faster."

A small laugh escaped Ritsuka's lips as he nodded at his daughter's request. Five days later of playing games, telling and hearing tales, and having non-stop sex with all four of his beloved partners, now they were walking through the bridge after saying goodbye to Beni-Enma, Toshi and all the other sparrows at the Enma-Tei.

The small group exited the same way they entered.

With Barghest's boobs above his head, Mélusine's ass rubbing itself against his pelvis, and both Baobhan and Morgan demanding him to caress their butts shamelessly while their skin soaked his fingers in their fruit-scented sweat. The Queen of the Fae rested her head against her husband's shoulder, it had been a wonderful honeymoon indeed, one she would never forgot.

The pinkette, however, scoffed, clearly angry at the fact that her stupid shitty master had defeated her every single time they played that "Ping pong" thing. Each of the Faeries made teams and combinations against Ritsuka, at the very least two on one, or two on two. But it was a complete waste of time.

"Seriously... how the hell did you beat all of us?!"

She yelled at him, looking down at his face while a small vein popped on her forehead. The only human felt a drop of sweat falling from his skin. The first time Morgan tried to learn how to play, she ended up hitting the ball so hard it went through their room's wall. That's when Beni almost had their tongues, demanding they only practiced and played on the outside.

When Barghest hit it, it turned into dust.

It took a while... but they all learned how much strength they had to use.

"I guess... it was just pure skill?"

His reply only made Archer's blood boil as hot as lava, while her wife let out her classic "Sasuga wa ga Otto", Ritsuka was a man of many talents... truth be told, he wasn't lying completely. It was all thanks to his older sister teaching and practicing with him, Rurika spending time with him on his afternoons whenever her mother and father worked allowed him to develop many skills and hobbies he was returning to in Chaldea.

One of them was painting. Leonardo told him he still had a lot to learn, but he was getting there.

"Oh, fuck off with your skill bullshit! And grope my ass harder! what are you?! an eunuch?!"

Her screaming and complaining about the fact that Master wasn't showing her enough affection only made Le Fae squeeze his body against her own even harder. Baobhan still required a lot of training to keep up with her Father's lust, and Mélusine still had to learn to accept her marriage to Fujimaru. But it was alright, Barghest couldn't be happier, Morgan couldn't be happier...

And Ritsuka couldn't be either.

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"We're ba-AAAAAACK?!"

The moment they re-appeared at Novum Chaldea he almost suffered a heart attack; a purple spear had fallen right next to his head, taking with it some of his black hair. Fujimaru turned around, it had only missed his head and Barghest's body by a mere couple of millimeters. A chill ran down his spine when the realization hit him.

He knew who that was.

"Master! are you ok?!"

As the black dog of Manchester tried to made sure he was ok, the slow steps coming from the hallway made him, Mélusine, Baobhan and Morgan look towards the direction the sound was coming from. Clad in her black armor like always, her cape fluttered due to the power coming from her body. Morgan's fingers squeezed her staff as her cold, icy gaze fell upon the Dragon Witch's fiery body.

The Winter Witch, and the Dragon Witch.

"Dummy... you... fucking piece of shit..."

Her voice was venomous, filled to the brim with rage. Avenger's face looked up to look how Barghest gently caressed and attended to her boyfriend. Her spirit origin was burning with rage and vengeance even if her mind was roaring like that of a Berserker. Her face was a complete mess, of course it would.

She had been crying her heart out for seven days straight.

"I told you... didn't I... ?... "

She expected no answer from him. As Baobhan pulled out her harp, Mélusine put her armor and mask on, while Barghest focused solely on keeping Ritsuka protected. Morgan pointed her staff towards Shinjuku's avenger, as she felt all the resentment and hate taking over her mind, she had missed him way too much this last week.

There would be no mercy.

"I WOULD FUCKING KILL YOU WHEN YOU RETURNED!"

Things at Novum Chaldea completely returned to normal that day after Jeanne Alter calmed down, and politely asked Morgan to lend her Ritsuka next morning so they could have a date at Luluhawa.

Christmas with the Pendragon's

Miguel16310

Summary:

Morgan was a woman in love. Despite her cold demeanor and almost inexpresive behavior, her cold maiden heart beat with love and joy at the thought of making Ritsuka happy. That's why she was always thinking of new ways to please her beloved husband, and what better than Artoria and Mordred to aid her in giving him a perfect Christmas?

Notes:

Translation into Español available: Navidad con las Pendragon by Miguel16310

Merry christmas, everyone. This will be my last story for 2023. It has been a wonderful year, as always, I'll leave a warning with the kinks you'll find in this story.

Kinks: Female armpit hair. Female Pubic hair. Sweat. Breast milk. Nasty cum.

PD: If you wish to know how Ishtar and Ereshkigal's true appearances looks like in my timeline, search "Ishtar's true body FGO" on google images. It's very easy to find.

Work Text:

Fate/Grand Order.

Morgan's cuckquean adventures III.

One-shot.

"Christmas with the Pendragon's"

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-[Fragment 1: More important matters to attend to]-

December 13th.

Sluuuurp sluuurp sluuurp~ sluuurp~

It was a sunny day in Babylonia, like usual. That day once again, another small singularity was detected. Although the group of beasts starting to reproduce and wander across the land wasn't that worthy of requiring intervention from Novum Chaldea, Goredolf and Da Vinci would rather be safe than sorry, and of course, Sion, Nemo and Holmes agreed with it.

Chaldea had been quite busy these last few days thanks to the small preparations for the Christmas party they were going to make sooner or later, no one had any idea who would be the Santa of this year yet, Karna while having retired like all his predecessors was training himself just in case he had to pick up the mantle a second time.

Morgan let out a small sigh of delight as she gently caressed his head, Fujimaru looked up at his wife's face while part of his face was covered by a red tint, they had been fighting under the sun for a couple of hours, and right now, they were still trying to find the nest of the despicable creatures.

Le Fae however, thought it would be fitting for her lover to show his appreciation and reward them in a quick way before they continued, and luckily, the rest of her companions had agreed. Master forty-eight's nose pressed itself against the High Queen's clit, while his tongue kept devouring and playing with the woman's insides and her hair-covered labia majora.

He wouldn't have much time to continue however, when a couple of fingers caressed his head. Ishtar, who was sitting on Maana, looked back at him with her eyelids half-closed and a seductive smile.

"Ritsuka, worship me as well..."

Spoke the Archer. Yes, both her and Ereshkigal were summoned in a younger version of his mother's body, Rin Tohsaka. However, even if they were unable to permanently use their true selves, thanks to their respective skills "Blessing of Kur" and "Manifestation of Beauty" they were able to shortly transform their appearances to how they truly looked back when they were alive. All so he wouldn't feel so dirty whenever they wanted intimacy, something Fujimaru greatly appreciated.

"G-gomenasai..."

He excused himself, before going to attend the goddess of Venus, who spread her legs welcoming his affection with a smile. Feeling his mana coursing from his tongue right into her womb and her spirit core made her feel alive. Morgan's blue gaze turned around to look down at her husband, who's hands now were holding the Mesopotamian goddess's thighs and caressing them gently.

Right at her side were Mélusine, Baobhan Sith and Barghest, all of them having previously been licked by Ritsuka into orgasm. Ishtar had requested to be part of the team and, of course, motivated by her jealousy, her older sister wished to accompany them as well. Truth be told, even if Lancer had indeed wanted to be rewarded by Ritsuka after sending all these foul disgusting creatures into the depths of Kur, she was unable to undress herself in front of so many people, let alone receive oral sex from him in front of her compatriots.

That's why she decided to leave and try to scout for wherever the rest of the enemies went to after they ran, clearly terrified at the group's might.

"Truly... your sister behaves like a baby, Goddess of war."

Spoke Baobhan Sith, now looking down at her stupid shitty father's head, noticing how he almost instantly lost himself into the woman's folds. That was a cheap trick, using one of her skills to make Fujimaru ignore the rest of them for a while, but to each their own. A small "Hmph" escaped from the younger sister, as the deity rested her head against her right palm, her left kept caressing her boyfriend's hair, Ereshkigal had been influenced way too much by their vessel.

The same could be said for her... but...

If anything... they both agreed it was for the better.

"Ereshkigal's more pure and modest after fusing herself with this woman. It is quite ironic that our vessels turned out to be one of this child's parents, like a sick joke. Still... even if just temporary, looking at my face and hearing my voice for just a couple of minutes is a pleasure I like to indulge Ritsuka in."

Because it makes me feel like his wife, she thought with a small smile, not finishing the phrase because, of course, she knew better than to openly speak of her feelings in front of Fujimaru's ACTUAL wife. Barghest however, turned away from the scene, wiping away some sweat from her forehead as she concentrated on her queen's face. While Le Fae was indeed watching Ritsuka indulge himself into the flesh of another woman like she normally used to...

Gawain knew her Queen long enough to notice she was absent. Almost two seconds ahead of her, Baobhan spoke up.

"Mother? are you ok?"

The vampire girl asked, and the Lostbelt counterpart of the Lady of the lake turned around to face her child. The grey-skinned Archer, Mélusine and Saber looked back at their ruler. Morgan's hand gently caressed her chin as a silent reply, yes. She was perfectly fine, but she wasn't putting her mind into the situation at hand, ever since they stopped so Ritsuka could eat them out.

The black-haired noticed it. His worried expression finally made her talk, as he gently muttered her name with a worried tone that triggered something kind inside the woman's cold, death heart.

"Morgan?"

The white-haired servant gently waved her head, before smiling towards her better-half.

"It is nothing you nor my knights should worry about my husband, I am perfectly fine. Continue until you're satisfied. This sun is convenient to coat our bodies in the sweat you cherish so much... in fact... "

Morgan quickly changed her position, giving her one and only a perfect view of her big, fat and sweaty ass-cheeks while she was on all fours. A small sound of approval escaped Mélusine's mouth as she quickly imitated her queen, followed by her compatriots. Ishtar was the last one to follow, accommodating herself in Maana.

They gave Ritsuka full access to their pussies and their buttholes in case he wanted to give them a Rimjob. Something he definitely would end up doing indeed. His teeth sank into the left buttcheek of Venus's goddess, as his fingers started to caress her and Morgan's folds. Le Fae's mind however, wandered off once again.

Yes, she was enjoying this small moment of peace with her husband and the rest of her Britain... but as the Absolute ruler she was, her mind was focused on other topic, slightly unrelated to the man who was now indulging himself into her flesh and body.

Christmas... huh...

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-[Fragment 2: Quite the unexpected alliance]-

December 15th

The Knight of Treachery rested her head against the wall of her room as her gaze was fixated on her trusty partner, Clarent. The electric, silver sword was thrown into the air once again, as it spinned around before falling right back into it's master's hands. The blonde lady grabbed the blade by the hilt with ease, before repeating the process just like she had been doing for the last couple of hours as a way to pass the time.

Wonder if Berserker of Black is free...

There wasn't much that Saber of Red loved doing other than beating the shit out of her enemies, but she would be lying if she said she wasn't excited for the Christmas party. Yesterday, Skadi ended up throwing the entire facility into a small chaos after she turned Saint Martha into a younger version of herself, granting her the title of Santa Claus this year.

Not only that, but she also turned every single ingredient in the basement into living creatures. That's how Martha would celebrate Christmas this year, in the only way she knew how to: by giving them the best dinner they could hope for... and she was anxiously waiting for it. Perhaps she and Caenis were to blame for this situation, from a certain point of view, they were the reason as to why Martha was so tired in the first place, and why Skadi found her.

Yeah, ever since Caenis got her own swimsuit, they had been beating the heck out of each other just for fun, but guilt had taken over the green-eyed knight. Maybe she should go and ask Ritsuka to give her a piece of his time and help him gather all the crap Martha would need for whatever the heck she was doing?

Just because that asshole Percival beat her to the punch didn't mean she couldn't--

TOC TOC TOC~

Mordred's fingers closed themselves on Clarent's hilt as it fell into her palm one last time. Artoria's child raised her eyebrow, who could it be? Perhaps the Black saint finally decided to pick up her swords and try to do anything worthy with them? sure, Mordred knew nothing about how Katanas worked, but she was a proud knight of the round table.

The art of the blade was still her forte.

"Who the fuck is--... it... "

A chill ran down her spine the moment the door opened. Standing right in front of her, clad in her black robes like always, with the veil above her eyes connected to her crown, the one and only ruler of Faerie Britain stood right in front of her child from Proper Human history. Mordred's face lost all her colors when her eyes clashed against Morgan Le Fae's.

"Ha... Ha-ue... "

She spoke. Yes, this may not be the version of her mother that raised her in Camelot, but nevertheless, Tonelico had fused herself with her counterpart from Proper Human History that Beryl Gut summoned back when she was still alive, gaining all the knowledge and memories in the process. This, of course, included her.

So by all means, this was her mother indeed, just... a way less wicked and more calm version of her. But that didn't mean they had interacted at all beforehand.

The High Queen didn't move an inch. Instead, her eyes went up and down, carefully analyzing and scrutinizing her shape and the outfit she wore. For some reason, this startled and ashamed the knight of rebellion equally, thus she choose to close the red jacket in a fruitless effort to hide her prominent bust.

That jacket was designed for her "Former" body back when she was recently summoned, but ever since that shitty goofy-ass master of hers took her heart, and she knew of his love for big boobs, she ended up changing her saint graph to fit his tastes. This didn't meant that Mordred Pendragon updated her wardrobe of course, because that was the point.

This adult-like assets that were almost a carbon copy of the Lion King's, being squeezed by her third ascension's red top and barely covered by both her jacket and the white shirt... they drove Ritsuka nuts.

And it made her happy, to see how much he craved her... or used to, at least.

Still, even if this was her mother, Mordred wasn't going to be intimidated in the slightest, so she decided to break the silence herself.

"Is there anything you--"

"My son. Walk with me."

The tone she used, surprisingly, made her feel like a child. The way the first two words came out of her blue lips felt so heavy. So... royal-like. Mordred hadn't been summoned to Faerie Camelot, unlike Tristan who died fighting against Barghest and Gawain alongside Lancelot who aided Mashu some time later.

But from what she was told, the Lostbelt counterpart of her Mother was an absolute monster. A Tyrant who ruled over creatures as despicable as the Fae for over two-thousand years and who almost managed to kill them all, if it wasn't because of a woman named Aurora and "Spriggan" guy or some shit.

Regardless, the blonde ended up accepting the small request, following the queen of the Fae shortly after. Silently, Mordred was taking note of everything she knew and remembered of her own Mother, and comparing it with this woman, something as simple as they way they walked, the tone in her voice, the movement of her legs and arms, and the way she held that staff...

The Rhongomyniad.

The spear that killed her at the battle of Camlann.

Everything was exactly like she remembered... but at the same time, the aura that surrounded her, it was so... peaceful. Cold, peaceful and relaxed, it seemed alien to her. What kind of life had this Morgan went through? was it because of Master that she ended up this way? the night of their marriage, she had been part of the guests.

When she saw Morgan arriving with such a smiling, bright face, she couldn't believe it. Back when she was alive, her mother never smiled. Not even once. All she did was--

"My Son. From what my husband has told me, you told him about your feelings shortly after the incident in America, is that correct?"

She spoke, without turning back to look at her. Saber scoffed as her mind took her back to her and Ritsuka's first night of passion. Mordred had never considered herself to be a "woman", much like Artoria. She was the Knight of rebellion, the one who killed King Arthur and caused the fall of Camelot, she lived her life as a man by the blade, and died by the blade never being acknowledged by her father nor as a woman by history.

But Ritsuka made her feel like one, something she couldn't quite understand even now, so many years later. Something inside him triggered her inner maiden-like persona... that's why... that summer where she was forced to wear a swimsuit for the first time, her heart finally took over and it made her mutter those damn words that even today made her feel ashamed.

"Master. I love you."

It didn't took much for her to give herself to him in that stupid island. Mashu teached him a lot of things and so did the rest of the women of his, back then, small little harem. Gosh, she hated remembering the fact how that ended up; they were found in the middle of it by Kyrielight and Tamamo... and the rest was history.

Things were never the same after that.

She felt the urge to stay by his side, to protect him, to love him and show affection in ways she had never thought possible. But that was what being a maiden in love meant, and seven years later, Mordred grew accustomed to it. She was both Lady Mordred for Ritsuka Fujimaru, one of his many lovers, and Sir Mordred the Knight of rebellion.

"Yes, Haha-ue... that's correct..."

Her legs finally stopped. Morgan turned around to look down at her child from Pan-human history with a stern look, yet she didn't seemed that afraid. A part of Mordred got puzzled by both the question and the reaction, her mother was clearly angry, but why and how? if the rumors were true, she saw almost on a daily basis how other women kissed Ritsuka even after their marriage, in front of her, so her relationship with Master shouldn't be--

"Then answer me something, son of mine. If you indeed are one of my husband's oldest concubines, why have you not come to me to request time with him?"

Out of all the things that could've come out of Morgan's mouth, this wasn't one Mordred was expecting. A drop of sweat fell from her left cheek as a feeling of awkwardness crawled through her back. This was the reason as to why she hadn't visited Ritsuka's chamber ever since Berserker got summoned into Chaldea and essentially, took over it.

It was obvious, really.

How could she barge into her Mother and Master's chamber, and say she wanted to go out in a date with him? even with Morgan in her spiritual form, she would be watching them 24/7. This, of course, also included Mana transfers... and no matter how much she loved Ritsuka, the idea of sharing bed with him while her mother watched...

It was just so... disrespectful and sinful.

"Huh?"

The hand of the Queen caressing her cheek interrupted her. Morgan's lips curved into a small smile as her crown disappeared into blue particles, giving the Knight of the Round Table full access to her face and ocean-like pupils. A way of saying she wanted to be heard from the bottom of her heart.

A subtle yet effective way to say she was being serious.

"Mordred. My dear child from Proper-Human History... do not think poorly of your nature as a woman. Nor think poorly of allowing me to see your way of loving my husband. As a member of Chaldea, and as one of his oldest, trustiest, and most loving allies, you are my Britain. You may be the Knight of Treachery, however, I can tell even without the need of my Faerie eyes... that this path you've chosen as a way to respect my relationship with him, is not something that brings you joy."

...

She ended up at a loss for words. Was it that obvious?... no. No, it wasn't. It was just that Morgan, this Morgan, wasn't the same. Her mother never, ever cared about her truly. The Morgan Le Fae that was born into this world was a wicked woman who succumbed into insanity thanks to her resentment and the personalities of "Vivian", "Morgan Le Fae" and "Morgan Pendragon" all clashing against one another every single day of her life.

Her mother was a monster, Mordred, Gawain, Agravain and Gareth knew that all too well.

But this woman... she was...

"Haha-ue..."

Muttered the blonde, as Berserker gently nodded before grabbing her hand. This was the love and words only this version of her could gift her. After all, she had lived way more than her counterpart, a life full of pain, regret, that ultimately ended up in failure. This was a second chance not only for her, but for every heroic spirit in Chaldea, and she wouldn't allow Mordred to reject her own happiness simply because she lacked resolve.

Before she could even say something else, her view got covered in blue particles, and then she was somewhere else. Morgan had used her teleportation spell to speed up the process. They couldn't waste more time.

"Oh?... what is the meaning of this, Morgan?"

She would recognize that voice anywhere. Just as the High Queen turned away, the gallant figure of the Lion King herself got revealed in it's full glory. Mordred turned around to face the Lancer incarnation of her Father, who had previously arrived to Morgan's throne room just as she requested, one minute before.

All three members of the "Pendragon household" were reunited by order of the "Matriarch", the family that never was, nor would it ever be, even here.

"Chichi-ue... ?"

Artoria slightly bowed her head as a greeting, blushing the Saber. She had long since decided to never interact with the Saber counterpart of her father, but her other incarnations were an entirely different matter. Her resentment would never wither away, she just learned to live with it, but same could be said for her admiration towards the King of Knights, no matter the world she came from, nor how she looked. Mordred always would admire, hate and love her father equally even as a heroic spirit.

The High Queen looked at the two members of her family in Proper Human History, her and Artoria had a similar expression right now, one of seriousness. The mood quickly changed into a heavy one, yes... her and Artoria weren't enemies anymore, but it was no secret that Morgan wasn't a fan of watching her pathetic baby sister kiss and breed with her husband whenever she requested it.

It angered her, but seeing Ritsuka's happy, smiling face calmed her. What a joke of a situation.

Regardless... her love... no, their love for Ritsuka Fujimaru far surpassed any feeling of hate or animosity that could've been between the two. And Artoria was Morgan's Britain now as well.

"Artoria, my son. I trust you both know My husband is currently working endlessly alongside Saint Martha and the Ruler of Scandinavia gathering supplies for this Christmas."

Lancer nodded at her sister's question, and so did Saber. Good, this simplified and made things way easier for her, thus, Tonelico smiled. Ritsuka would have his stomach full by the end of the party on December 25th, which meant one thing... as a Queen, Morgan knew that everyone deserved a reward whenever they worked towards a goal.

Let alone something as altruistic as making an unforgettable party.

"I have a proposition regarding him, and I would like for you two to lend me your ears for a short amount of time... "

Just as she said that, a small table alongside three chairs appeared. Artoria sat in front of her older sister, and Mordred followed her Father shortly after.

It was a good thing no one followed them nor had any means of invading her royal chambers. After all, the last thing they needed was for Minamoto no Raikou, Hassan of Serenity and Kiyohime to learn what they were up to.

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-[Fragment 3: Camelot strikes back]-

December 24th

"Good night, Mashu"

A smile appeared on Rtsuka's face as he closed his eyes, feeling the hands of his beloved Kouhai caressing his face. Master forty-eight was being held by the woman he loved the most, as her eyelids also closed, soon enough their mouths melted into a loving kiss. Just a simple goodbye kiss between the two, under Morgan's gaze... he just couldn't leave without giving Kyrielight some affection.

She would be the second one to greet him tomorrow morning.

Their tongues danced slowly inside their mouths as her big breasts pressed themselves against his chest, the master felt his mana leaving out his body and going into his kouhai's, as small strings of saliva fell from the sides of his mouth. Mashu, unconsciously, was very dominant due to her being slightly taller than her beloved, something he enjoyed greatly.

But all things came to an end. Especially good ones. Eventually they ran out of air, and she let him go. Her purple gaze filled with a sad expression, she couldn't wait for her wedding, once he finally put a ring in her finger, she would be allowed to move into his bedroom and sleep by his side, and Morgan's for that matter.

"Good night Senpai... I'll see you tomorrow. Good Night, Morgan-san."

Spoke Shielder, giving her one and only a kiss on his cheek. The master saw his girlfriend leave him alone right in front of his door, before he looked up at his beloved wife. The Winter queen smiled back at him as she pulled him to her side, introducing the password that his wife had changed shortly after their arrival from the Enma-tei.

Originally, it was the date he came into Chaldea.

Nowadays, it was the date he married her.

"Your efforts are worthy of praise, husband of mine. I've tasted many delicacies, but the ingredients and dishes your fellow companions and Saint Martha came up with have left me overjoyed."

Hearing her praise him made the man smile. Ritsuka smiled wholeheartedly, nodding three times in quick succession. His favorite part though was the cake... he still couldn't believe the fact that he milked a damn Sphinx with his bare hands and killed a Demon God Pillar... made of cake ingredients.

"Thank you, Morgan. For everything... being with me, accepting me... and loving me."

Was his only reply, while his fingers, already intertwined with hers, squeezed her palm even harder. Berserker felt her cheeks blush and her cold, merciless heart beating up, filled to the brim with her love for him. Despite being an adult, she loved the fact that he was slightly shorter by her, it made him way cuter and also, the fact that she could hold his body and make him rest on her cleavage always turned her on... most likely, Galahad felt the same.

"It is nothing you should thank me for, my husband. My destiny and yours are intertwined for eternity, wherever your soul goes, I shall go there as well. However... I think that after all your efforts in making a celebration worthy of your heroic spirits, you deserve a reward... "

His eyes lighted up with excitement as she finished talking. The door closed as Le Fae's outfit disappeared, leaving her naked body. Ritsuka observed his lover's beautiful figure from behind, the smell of peaches he had already grown attached to invaded his nostrils, sending into him a sense of security, safety, and home-like.

The woman walked him into the bathroom, lovey-dovey cuddling in the shower? maybe with some love-making? Oh, he was all in for it. Morgan's face, however, was covered in shadows generated by her hair. The Faerie's hips went from side to side, making sure her ass-cheeks clapped against one-another to turn on her beloved as much as possible. She took her sweet time in crossing their room, all so they both could enjoy themselves in their own way.

While Morgan adored the feeling of Ritsuka's gaze on her body, that he craved her with such desperation and primal hunger in his eyes, making her feel special and unique... her husband absolutely adored looking up at her pristine, porcelain-like body. Every part of her being, from the longest of her beautiful white-blueish hairs, to the sole of her feet, drove him insane.

Stheno had a Noble Phantasm that could make anyone fall in love with her... ? yeah, sure...

Morgan didn't need such thing. Her appearance was more than enough.

"And I'm sure you'll enjoy what I, your wife, have prepared for you."

When she finally turned on the lights, he couldn't believe what his eyes looked into. His whirlpool bathtub was already filled to the brim with warm water, yet inside it were two faces Fujimaru never thought he'd see working together. Right in the middle of it all, the Knight of Betrayal herself rested her head in the Lion King's cleavage, wearing nothing but two Santa-like hats. Mordred's face contorted slightly into an expression of shame, seeing both her Mother and boyfriend arrive.

Artoria's hand, however, moved gently on the Son's back, reassuring her while a red tint spread across her cheeks. Oh, how long she had yearned to spent time with him again... perhaps this counterpart of her older sister wasn't that bad.

"O-Ohayo... Master... "

"Ritsuka, merry Christmas."

Greeted both the King and his son, as the object of their desire walked right in front of them. Morgan quickly rose her hand, turning on four candles she had previously placed to illuminate the place, before she pressed the switch to turn off the light once again, this in turn giving the room a more seductive and kinky feeling, since he could barely see anything, yet still was perfectly able to stare into Lancer and Saber's reddened faces.

What... was this?

The moment he turned around to look at his better half, he realized she had summoned a hat of her own, although hers was blue. Le Fae smiled softly while she knelt down, starting to unbutton his pants, while their eyes never broke direct contact. His command seals shone brightly, almost as much as his face.

"Why... why are you all--"

"We've joined forces temporarily in order to thank you for all the hard work you've put into making this Christmas special for everyone here, in Chaldea."

Spoke the Faerie, pulling down his pants and underwear before casting his shoes, shirt and socks away with just a snap of his fingers, leaving him entirely naked. His small member while being hard, remained in it's cute form, making Artoria laugh. Her older sister gave his shaft a gentle kiss as a way to greet him, before walking him into the water where her Sister and their child waited.

Mordred and Artoria, of course, quickly tucked their master into their breasts, making his head rest right in the middle of the king's left breast and the knight's right, forcing them to put their arms behind each other's back, allowing Morgan to press her body against his own. Feeling her hard nipples rubbing themselves against his skin made him tremble.

It felt like a dream, he had always wished for a night with the three, but he was smart enough to know it would be impossible. Just a fantasy, nothing more... until today, that is.

"Master... it's been a... long time since we've been like this... "

Feeling his hair under her chin as she gently rubbed herself against his body made her smile. Fujimaru looked up to his knight, his face filled with uncertainty. The last time he and Mordred ever had quality time together was around one week before Morgan got summoned, and while she had been part of his team in recent expeditions, it had been so long that he thought that perhaps, her feelings for him died off.

He couldn't be more wrong.

That flame just burn even brighter.

"Yeah. I had thought you... that maybe you didn't--"

His voice got cut short the moment her lips fell on his. Mordred's arms squeezed his body, as a "Ohhh?~" in a playful tone escaped Morgan's mouth. Artoria simply chuckled at the view, the king's left hand following down his chest, caressing his muscles lovingly. Fujimaru blushed when the strawberry-flavored saliva of the Knight of Betrayal started to stain his tongue.

When was the last time Mordred kissed him?

Slurp... sluuurp~

Her tongue twirled around his own, feeling how both of her parents kept cuddling him, the raven-haired male let out a muffled moan. Mordred Pendragon's way of kissing was dominant and rough, just like her mother. Their mouth split for a brief second so she could catch air, but not long enough for him to speak, before he realized, she was back at it again.

This time, slower and more passionately.

Altough Artoria ended up changing her caring expression into one of jalousy.

"Mordred. Do not let your feelings take hold of you so early. Ritsuka's stamina and mana are for all of us to share."

She spoke, still with kindness present in her voice. Despite her rebellious nature, she knew her Father was right, so she relented, allowing his lungs to finally fill themselves with oxygen. Ritsuka looked straight into Saber of red's eyes, his lips having been tainted with the red lipstick Artoria carefully applied to her while they waited for him and Morgan to arrive.

A bright red, similar to that of her clothes, but not as bright as the blush they both had. Even if she wasn't the best at expressing her feelings, she still tried her best, like always.

"Master. Please... never think something like that again. My heart and my blade are yours, forever."

Le Fae nodded at her son's statement, before her lips kissed her husband's neck, leaving one of her classic marks on it. Ritsuka looked down at his lover's face at the same time Lancer and her child's hands finally found Ritsuka's genitalia. They both gently took a hold of his balls, noticing how large and full they were.

Of course he was pent-up... he hadn't been able to indulge himself into the pleasures of flesh ever since preparations for the party started. He hadn't ejaculated in over ten days straight.

"Indeed, my husband. My son, Artoria and I have prepared this small gift for you, and you alone. Please, bestow your love unto us for as long as you want, and let us, the Pendragon Household, to love you in return."

If the plan was to turn him on while also make him fall in love with all three of them again, she was beyond successful. Artoria, however, also had thought of something both romantic and kinky that would certainly put her beloved into the mood they wanted him to be. Despite being the Lion King, Lancer, unlike her offspring and older sister, always loved to be dominated by him.

This meant... that she knew exactly what buttons she should press.

"Yes, Ritsuka. You're free to violate each of us tonight as lovingly or as roughly as you want... what's more... please, stain and sully our bloodline with your nasty, dirty and stinky seed... we'll gladly take everything. you. have."

It didn't took more than three seconds for him to completely lose his mind after that. The first thing he did was kiss Artoria, right after she finished her sentence. The king gladly received the small tribute her lover granted her, allowing her child and sister to accommodate themselves so they could be the first ones in giving his cock the attention it deserved.

He was going to do it... he was going to desecrate the sacred, royal bloodline of King Arthur himself... !

"H-hmngh... !~"

His voice came out muffled as the tongue of Camelot's ruler got into his own. Artoria's entire being tasted and smelled like vanilla, her breasts pressed themselves against his head. He had missed her so much, so dearly, yet even while she was sucking the mana out of him, he never stopped paying attention to his wife and the green-eyed knight.

Mordred and Morgan were looking straight at his cock, while their hands carefully yet gently massaged his balls.

"His... seed... even if it's inside his balls... there's so much I can even smell it from here... "

Saber struggled to speak her mind out. This was her first intercourse with Ritsuka in a long time, so she was totally unaware of the fact that her mother had altered the smell of his gametes. The Faerie of paradise smiled proudly at her son's statement and the fact that, unlike Baobhan Sith, she wasn't reacting negatively to the stench.

If anything, by the way she was moving her hips from left to right, just like a dog... she was turned on by it.

"Come, Mordred. Allow me to witness your technique in sucking my husband's cock. I'm sure that you'll know a thing or two after so many years."

The fact that she wasn't wrong was what made it worse, but it was already too late. Stinky or not, Ritsuka's cum was delicious, simply because it was his. The child of King Arthur nodded as she opened her mouth, allowing her tongue to come out, starting not from the base but rather, from the tip, using it to peel down his foreskin, luckily, the water made her job way easier.

Sluuurp sluuurp sluuuurp~

She treated it like an ice cream. The woman's tongue kept twirling and spinning around the male's flesh, under her mother's gaze. Le Fae, attracted by the vast quantities of mana she felt inside her lover's testicles, joined in trying to please his cock while carefully starting to play with his right testicle, Mordred's eyelids closed slightly as she felt her heart speeding up.

This feeling... this joy that was invading her soul and spreading across her body, her face...

"H-hnmmmngh!~"

Hearing him moan even as her Father kept kissing him with all her might, this was what she was missing. Mordred's eyes reflected Ritsuka's pleasure-filled face as he felt his foreskin being pulled down, his small, cute penis twitched, demanding more from both of them, of course. A good knight always obeyed her master's will.

And Mordred was a good knight indeed.

Her mouth quickly caught and started to suck on the small shaft, giving it all the care and love she could muster. Her body longed for him to reach his full potential already, the bastard... it took a long time, but her throat grew accustomed to his size, that was something Morgan immediately noted when, unlike Baobhan who struggled at giving Fujimaru a blowjob, at the cost of her throat aching the entire process, her Son from Proper Human History didn't care.

Lady Mordred the silent lowered her mouth, her lips touching and kissing her master's pelvis, allowing his cock to reach the deepest parts of her throat so it could enjoy itself and grow as much as it wanted.

Mashu's master moaned against Artoria's lips, as she quickly broke the kiss so he could scream the knight's name. Mordred looked up to her master, who's mouth was shut, this time by one of Artoria's fleshy nipples, now the only ones who could speak were her Mother and Father respectively, gosh... the expression of... pride in their faces was everything she could ask for, something she had only dreamt of.

"Good, Mordred. Very good. Keep going. Ritsuka's enjoying himself quite a lot, you see?"

Of course I don't, Chichi-ue you idiot...

The fact that both of Artoria's breasts were big enough to impede her a clear view of their master's face annoyed her. A small vein popped into her forehead, clearly angry at how Pendragon caressed his chest and spoiled him with her milk. Whatever... this was just starting, and the night was--

SLAP~

"HMNGH~"

A small spank on one of her ass-cheeks made her moan, the muscles in her throat reacted accordingly, taken by surprise, they squeezed Fujimaru's cock hardly and strongly making him scream in delight into the King's nipple, as a smile appeared on her face. Morgan now had a stern look on her face, a small ammonization for her lack of action.

They could talk all they wanted later. They had work to do.

The tongue of the Winter queen kept moving itself, soaking Ritsuka's testicles and Mordred's fingers with her saliva, as her nose constantly rubbed itself against his scrotum. His jewels, she noticed, were throbbing and covered in veins, it wasn't healthy for someone like her consort to hold on for so long, quite the contrary.

Her husband was meant to fill to the brim any women he wanted, her included, at any given time. The fact that he managed to suppress his desires all in order to bring joy to others was a statement of the type of man he was, and Morgan couldn't be more proud.

Sluuuurp sluuurp chup chuuup chuuup~

"My poor and beloved husband... look how pent-up you are... it must've been hard for you, wasn't it... ? to suppress your urges for so long, your desire to be loved and love back by those who's heart you've already taken... but fear not. As your wife, I shall take care of all your wishes and cravings..."

Spoke the white-haired beauty, before opening her mouth and taking one of his balls inside it. A shiver ran down Fujimaru's spine as his lips pressed themselves against Artoria's nipple, making her moan and sigh longly. He was just like a little brat, how adorable. Mordred's head kept moving itself up and down, the vein in her forehead having disappeared alongside her rage, perhaps her father had blocked her view to Master's face...

But she had the bigger prize down her throat right now.

CHUUP CHUUUP SLUUUUURP~

She could feel it. Her mind was slipping away as her hips kept going from left to right, trying to calm down the fire that plagued the insides of her womb. His tip and the rest of his manliness rubbed themselves against her throat, she struggled to move but she kept going regardless. Despite how long it had been, she could never forget how big it was.

That cock owned her after all.

Master... master... master... you fucking imbecile piece of shit...

Despite how harsh her thoughts were, her face was one of pure ecstasy. Mordred's lips extended themselves across Forty-eight's shaft as her head went up, before it went down again so quickly her nose hit his pelvis. Her pussy soaked in her juices twitched in desperation as she felt how his glans hit the back of her throat, as if it was trying to get inside her stomach.

Her stupid, cute big-dicked of a master that behaved so manly in the battlefield yet so kindly behind the walls of Chaldea... her stupid, imbecile, adorable master that fucked the crap out of her and made her his exclusive knight of betrayal... tears streamed down her cheeks the moment she realized how his arm moved; ending up right on her face, caressing her long, beautiful golden-like mane.

I've missed you so much... you asshole...

That's why she had to make the most of this blowjob. It was their reunion after all. Artoria, however, had a small change of plans when she felt how her impulses started to take control of her body, and the fact that the faces her family members were making had an effect on her. The King of knights gently pulled the Chaldean's head away from her boob, noticing how his mouth was covered in her milk.

How cute...

"Ritsuka. I think someone like you deserves something else. Allow me to offer you a plate fit for a king."

Mashu's senpai tilted his head in confusion, before Artoria finally joined her Son and Sister. The Lion King stood up, her legs at each side of his head, before she let her body rest right above his own, thus giving Ritsuka full access to one of Chaldea's biggest, fattest asses; hers. His eyes lighted up as his mouth opened in shock, finally witnessing the King's golden mane. His tongue trembled at the sight of Artoria's pussy, coated in hair, honey and sweats.

Pendragon however, now was face to face with her offspring and sister, who hadn't stopped in the slightest, quite the contrary. Mordred motivated herself to suck him off even harder now that she was being watched by her father, who had a gentle smile on her face. To share a night of passion with Ritsuka and Mordred was something that crossed her mind once or twice, yes. But she never acted nor suggested it trying to avoid possible troubles or awkward moments.

Turns out, they wasted so much time.

"Mordred. Did Morgan never teach you to share?"

She spoke, and a groan escaped the knight's throat as she finally let go off their master's cock. Morgan did the same with his balls, already covered in her blue lipstick, her territory marked. Ritsuka's dick was painted red, but it hadn't ejaculated yet. He needed way more than just a deep-throat to release himself.

And they all knew Ritsuka enough to know what he wanted.

"Come, my family. Let us show my husband what happens when we stand together."

All three of them grabbed their breasts, before carefully enveloping his cock into them. Ritsuka screamed as he felt how his member penetrated three cleavages in a row; Morgan took care of his base, Artoria the middle, and lastly, Mordred covered his tip completely. A tower of boobs big enough to surpass even someone as gifted as Fujimaru Ritsuka, Chaldea's master forty-eight.

Artoria smiled lovingly, Morgan did so subtly, and Mordred smirked as she frowned.

They definitely had to repeat this, perhaps once a week, or twice, maybe thrice.

"So? Master? what do you think of the Pendragon Household now, huh?~"

Spoke Saber of Red, Artoria waved her hips up and down to tease the black-haired one, her sweet fluids tainted his face as he tried to breathe. Morgan didn't lose time however, as she started to move her breasts up and down, squeezing him as tightly as she could, followed shortly after by her younger sister and their offspring.

Their lover, of course, let out another scream and a moan as his head rested against the bathtub, trying to process the pleasure he was being subjected to. A tower of breasts... he had never, ever experienced such thing. It was something only a trio of battle-masters like Artoria, Morgan and Mordred could think of.

"A-ahhhh! p-please... not so... roughly... !"

He yelled, but this had quite the opposite effect. Morgan rose her left eyebrow in confusion, feeling and seeing how both her husband's testicles and shaft twitched and throbbed in excitement, yet still rebelling against her. This was unacceptable, Ritsuka knew that she didn't tolerated insubordination of any type, she had killed and tortured hundreds of Faeries for far less than this.

"My Husband. You'll cum soon enough if you know what's good for you. You have no right to beg for mercy or consideration from any of us considering you enjoy breaking women into submission mentally, physically and emotionally, and what's more, the fact that you enjoy so much to cheat on me, your wife, on a daily basis."

She spoke, sternly, his mouth being shut by Artoria finally pressing down her hairy folds against his mouth. Ritsuka's tongue started to move wildly almost instantly, seeking to taste more of the vanilla-flavored honey the Lion King had to offer. Her ass-cheeks sent him into a world of darkness as they landed on his closed eyes, now unable to see anything, just feel how his mana was being sucked out of him slowly by the three most influential figures of the Arthurian legends.

Unlike her sister, however, the king herself was way more comprehensive and loving.

"Don't be like that, Morgan. Master is a young man who was forced to grow up too much, way too quickly. And the levels of beauty in the vast majority of Chaldean single women is something that very few could resist. It is normal for him to crave and desire us on so many levels... but I admit, we went overboard with him over the last few years."

Le Fae's face contorted into a slightly angry expression as she started to lick and suck what little of his cock she could see, forced to sink her face right into Artoria's sweaty cleavage, the younger did the same with Mordred's, her being the only one who was able to take his on his tip, or what little bit she could find that is.

All their hands moved differently, their tits pressed against his flesh with different types of pressure, each of them had their own way to deal with him.

Fujimaru's tongue and lips pressed themselves against the King's hairy folds, enjoying the sweet taste and fragrance of her flesh and fluids invading his mouth and nose. His tongue desperately tried to lick and devour Artoria's insides, making her moan as well even if her head was right inside Lady Mordred's chest.

If there was something Ritsuka exceeded at, was the art of cunnilingus. He had plenty of time to practice over the years, and many who were willing to serve as his test dummies.

Oh, how much he loved to lick Artoria. Ritsuka's hands went to the woman's ass-cheeks, squeezing them and pressing them down on his face as well just as Mordred's tongue bullied the tip of his genitalia. The Knight of Betrayal moved her massive tits she inherited from both of her parents, slightly increasing the difficulty of Artoria's labor.

That was until they felt how the frequency in which his balls throbbed increased. He was finally reaching his limit, to which they all stopped.

"Chichi-ue... Haha-ue... Master is--"

"Indeed he is, my son."

Spoke the High Queen with a joyful expression, before she started to kiss Ritsuka's cock after removing her breasts off it. Artoria followed shortly after, she still wasn't closer to cumming yet, but she knew Ritsuka enough to know he'll want to eat them out one by one when the time came. Mordred let out a sigh of joy as she joined the Lion King and High Queen in licking the puny human's dick.

No matter how much he wanted to keep devouring Artoria's womanhood, he couldn't fight back. His hips thrusted upwards, as if trying to fuck the air, making the trio smile yet they didn't stop. Their tongues moved even harder, faster. Mordred allowed her father to suck on Ritsuka's tip, Artoria wasn't greedy like her child or sister however, so while her lips did suck his cherry for a little bit, she quickly took it out to allow Morgan to take a turn.

And of course, she silently accepted. Ritsuka's cock was coated in red and green lipstick by this point, she had barely left any mark on it, that wouldn't do, that wouldn't do at all. Motivated by a fiery determination growing and burning inside her soul, the High queen did the total opposite of her Sister and Son from Proper human history.

She took the entirety of Ritsuka's shaft inside her throat, and proceeded to squeeze it, quickly going up and down as a way to assert her dominance and show her superiority. Ritsuka Fujimaru was her husband, hers and hers alone. Under Mordred's surprised face at the speed her Mother was moving her head, and Artoria's warm expression, Morgan Le Fae sucked the soul out of her husband's dick.

SLUUURP CHUUUP CHUUUUP CHUUUP~

She departed jsut in time for him to cum. All three of them grabbed his meat last time, taking advantage of the saliva and the water to masturbate him, six hands were more than enough to cover his entire length, up and down, up and down. It was as hard as a steel beam, yet hot as lava. Finally, it came out.

SPLUUUUUUUUUUURT~ SPLUUUUURT~ SPLUUUUURT~

Three thick lines of sperm erupted from his tip. Morgan opened her mouth, Artoria closed her eyes with a smile, and Mordred put her hands under her chin to catch as much as she could. The smell... it was absolutely disgusting, yet the flavor was just as sweet and addicting as she remembered. The King's nose moved itself gently, feeling for the first time the scent her sister bestowed unto their lover's mana, while it wasn't her cup of tea... she had to admit... it did made him seem more manly.

"Impressive, my husband... seems like holding so much cum for so long had a negative impact on your Mana... the smell is even worst than the one you marked me and my knights with back at the Enma-tei..."

She spoke, gently taking some of the substance with her fingers before licking it, she immediately found resistance in trying to drink it, the jelly-like thickness mixed up with how sticky it was made it difficult for her to swallow it, but she persevered. Artoria did the same, while their child just feed herself on what her hands managed to catch.

They really needed to drink more of it.

"My head is all dizzy... f-fuck... Haha-ue... what did you do... ?"

Saber asked, making Morgan laugh slightly. That was just the type of reaction she wanted her to have. It felt as if that cum was trying to contaminate her spirit and saint graph. She felt the urge to mate with her master, to receive more and more of it, endlessly. For eternity, the urge to hold him in her arms, to squeeze him and protect him to death... to obey his every command and fulfill his every wish.

Just what the fuck did her mother do to Ritsuka's cum... ?

"I'll give it to you, Morgan... your ideas are indeed worthy of praise."

Complimented her younger sister, making Le Fae's chest come out with pride. Artoria removed her hip from Ritsuka's face, they all took note of the adorable look he had, and probably he struggled to breathe with her pussy on his mouth. Mordred took his chest, her father took his right arm, and Morgan his left one.

His cock was still hard, even if now it was completely covered in red, green and blue.

"Say... Master. What do you want now?"

Asked Saber, rubbing her face against his muscles with a slight smile. Just as his arms were being sucked by the King and Queen's cleavages, all three of them however kept jerking him off very slowly. Both sisters kissed and marked their territory in a silent war; while Morgan was kissing Ritsuka's left side of his face, Artoria did the same with his right.

All while he kept panting, trying to relax himself and take back his composure.

"Come on, Ritsuka... speak your mind. Whether it is our minds, our souls, our hearts, or our bodies, they all belong to you. We'll fulfill your every request, my love."

And then she kissed his forehead, before his tired, yet lustful gaze lost itself into the blue and green seas that were the eyes of Morgan, Mordred and Artoria. The later who kept covering his face with their colored kisses, Fujimaru's mind was overwhelmed by the smell of fruits coming from their bodies. He could barely see anything in that darkness, but it only turned him on even more thanks to the candles.

They were going to kill him, for fucks sake, yet he wanted more. He wanted to kiss them more, to breed them, to hug them, to lick them, to fuck them, his mind could only think of Mordred, Artoria and Morgan just the way they wanted him to. He had forgotten entirely about his role as master of Chaldea, or that there was a world outside that room.

"I want... I want... I want to fuck Artoria and Morgan's armpits... "

He begged, and they both looked at each other with a smile. Le Fae quickly snapped her fingers, summoning a small bottle of lotion in her hand. Both sisters carefully applied some of it into said zone, before their bodies were side by side, allowing for Ritsuka to witness a small hole where he could stick his cock into.

Such a shameful view... yet one he loved all the same.

"There we go... Husband's exclusive hairy-armpit cocksleeve is ready. Perhaps you could consider this "New Camelot"... ?~"

Spoke the witch in a playful tone, making her sister chuckle slightly at the reaction, for Ritsuka's cock ended up twitching at the view. The man walked until he was behind each of them, and ended up thrusting his cock right in the middle of it. The sweat-covered skin and the blonde and silver hairs massaged and caressed his flesh, making him moan.

The only one who wasn't getting attention was Mordred, however... that would change.

"Mordred. While Morgan and I are busy, it doesn't mean you can join. Come, give Ritsuka a blowjob while he's busy invading New Camelot."

What... ? give master a blowjob... while his cock came in and out of Mother and Father's armpits... ? The Knight looked up at both of their faces, Artoria was smiling in an inviting way, while the Faerie nodded in agreement. Ritsuka however kept sighing and moaning as he moved his hips. Enjoying the feeling of their hair and skin rubbing themselves on his dick, with each thrust, it felt as if he lost more and more of his stamina. Of course he would, even something as this was draining his mana.

Mordred's face looked up to her master's face, and the expression of joy he was making... and then she cursed.

"Stupid depraved son of a bitch..."

Eventually, she gave in. The blonde slowly crawled towards the armpits of both of her parents, taking a good look at the human's dick. It was completely covered in their sweat now, yet it seemed to be throbbing even more than when they gave him a blowjob. Mordred closed her eyes, as her hands sank into Artoria and Morgan's breasts, before she finally took in Ritsuka's cock into her mouth.

Just as she did so, he thrusted into her, hitting the back of her throat.

"A-ahhh! M-Mordred!... "

Feeling her starting to suck on his dick while also seeing her mouth and face stuck to both, Artoria and Morgan's armpits, made him feel like a bull. He could see it, Mordred's reddened, angry expression as her mouth went backwards only to sank itself right back into them, Fujimaru started to pant heavily.

SLUUURP CHUUUP CHUUUUP~

"Look at him go... as your mother, I am proud of the lover you've become, Mordred. My husband seems to be in bliss indeed."

Spoke the Faerie of the lake, giving her son a quick pat on her head as she saw her mouth going back into sucking the blue-eyed man's dick, now using her tongue around it to weaken him. Saber took note of how it seemed to have even thicker veins than before, was he that fucking pent-up or was he that turned on by seeing how his face sank into Mother and Father's armpits?

Artoria's face had a happy expression as she looked up, pressing her armpit against Morgan's even harder so they could squeeze Ritsuka even more, he was thrusting his hips so desperately, they could feel his balls hitting the back of their bodies with such strength that it even made "slap" sounds.

He seemed as if he was in pain, was it that hard to hold back his urges to cum?

"Ritsuka, please stop holding back. It's not healthy. Especially for a cock as big as yours. You've been holding it in for so many days now..."

SLUUUUUUURP SLUUUUURP CHUUUUP~

Mordred's muffled voice escaped her mouth as she moved her head from left to right, before Ritsuka pulled his hips backwards in order to feel more of "New Camelot's" hair. The tone Artoria spoke him with was so loving and maternal that it wasn't that strange for him to picture her as a housewife. Fuck, fuck, Mordred's throat seemed to know what he was thinking, so it squeezed him even harder.

For the Knight of Betrayal, this was also hard... literally.

This imbecile... this bastard imbecile of a master... his semen... it fucking stinks... !

Even just the pre-cum and the leftovers from his previous ejaculation were enough to sent her mind into a drunken state. What a sick joke of a situation... she was being treated like a woman, like a cheap whore, forced to suck on a man's dick while she sank her entire face into her mother and her father's hairy armpits while this cute, stupid idiot of a Master she had prepared himself to unload a massive amount of his revolting, nasty, thick and dirty mana into her stomach...

All while her heart begged for her to keep going and satisfy him.

What did her life turned into?

"G-GAAGH! M-MORDRED! ARTORIA! MORGAN!!"

He shouted, just as the three members of the Pendragon bloodline acted in unison. Morgan and Artoria squeezed his cock as hard as they could, while Ritsuka thrusted completely, feeling the hair and skin pressing themselves on his shaft one last time before it got sheathed into the deepest parts of Mordred's throat.

SPLUUUUUURT~ SPLUUUUUURT~ SPLUUUUUUUUURT~

Somehow, his second load was even stronger than the first one. Under Morgan and Artoria's gaze they saw how Fujimaru's cock throbbed as it unloaded thick ropes of cum right into their child's mouth. The Knight of betrayal's face changed from one of anger into an expression of ecstasy, yet even if the blonde tried to fight back against the big quantity of sperm that was being sent into her... yet it was too much.

"M-- hmgnht... !"

"Oh my..."

Too much indeed, for it even started to come out of her nostrils, yet Ritsuka kept cumming. After a good while, when he finally stopped, his body almost sank into the water if it wasn't for Le Fae and her sister catching him right on time. Saber was still struggling with swallowing all the semen that still remained inside her mouth.

She almost felt like he drowned her in his seed, and now no matter what she couldn't stop smelling it because of it invading her nose.

Just how pent-up were his balls... ?

"I think it's time for us to take an actual shower and continue in bed. Husband certainly requires an advantage if he is to keep fighting in this war."

Both her sister and son ended up agreeing to the Queen's advice. Ritsuka's body rested against Morgan's cold skin, as her arms lovingly held him in place, all so he could rest while Artoria and Mordred coated their bodies in soap. Soon enough, both women rubbed themselves against his skin, going up and down while he let out sighs of relief.

The way their boobs pressed against his skin, how their fingers squeezed and caressed every place they could find. Mordred's face was painted red, but her eyes were filled with love and care, a view he had forgotten after so long. Artoria didn't lose her chance to force him into her cleavage, to which her sister did the same.

Two pairs of breasts, one on his face, the other one on the back of his head, while they waved from left to right, moving them gently, trying to overwhelm him.

By the time they were done, Morgan carried her husband as if he was a princess, carefully placing him in the middle of their royal bed. A long, tired sigh escaped his throat as he looked into their faces, a bottle of glass filled with the mixture of her milk and golden apple juice got summoned, just like back then.

He drank in silence, feeling how his energies returned to his body, and then he was horny again.

"So, master... which one of us you'll do first?"

A very good question indeed. They all lined up in a doggy-style position, Mordred in the middle, Morgan at her left, and Artoria at her right. All of them wanting the same thing, yet him not knowing who should come up next. Morgan was his wife, so she should be his priority... but it was also true that Artoria didn't get her chance to cum back when they were in the bathroom. Yet... the one who most likely wanted him the most, was the heir to the throne.

He wanted Mordred as well.

An idea popped into his mind. One that would please all three of them, rather than having them wait one by one for their turn.

"U-Um... I want to do you, Mordred. But I was thinking... c-could you sit on my face... ? I want Morgan and Artoria to give me... "

His voice died at that moment, out of shame. Ritsuka wasn't strange to asking pervert things out of his lovers, he had an extremely impressive libido whenever he was in control. Ever since Morgan started managing his harem, he "regained" some sense of dominance and freedom within Chaldea and over his women, as bad as it sounded, rather than them having their way with him 24/7 now, his confidence also got boosted up in the process.

What's more, this was a special occasion.

But that's why... the way they were looking at him...

"Yes, my husband?"

"Speak your heart out, Ritsuka."

They both asked that before their faces got closer to his. Fujimaru blushed the moment their lips resumed their battle, of course. Even if they had indeed washed him before, the lipstick Morgan, Artoria and Mordred used was magical. The marks would last for a while, so indeed, while his body just came out of the shower, perfectly clean and with the sweet fragrance of soap surrounding it, his genitalia and face remained painted by the trio.

The King Arthur rubbed her nose against her beloved's face, just as the tongue of her sister licked his ear. All while their son gave him a paizuri, wanting to wake up his cock again. Mordred's breasts pressed themselves gently against Master forty-eight's shaft, before a shower of kisses attacked it.

The blue-eyed woman's tongue invaded the insides of his ear, before the user of Rhongomyniad took his lips in a gentle kiss, pressing her tongue against his own.

"Hmmm~... we'll squeeze the answer out of you if it comes to it, Ritsuka... what is it your heart wishes for me and Morgan to do?... say it."

She insisted, grabbing his chin. Even in the darkness of his room, tormented by the Witch's tongue going into his ear canal, and the breasts of the knight of betrayal that indulged and drowned a big part of his length in a sea of sweaty, strawberry-scented flesh, he could see those green, royal eyes filled with love, and the heart-shaped pupils at the bottom of them.

Artoria rubbed her nose against his own, as long and heavy sighs escaped him. He had dug his grave... but if they truly wanted to please him, then... it was ok, right?

"I want... I want a pussy sandwich... p-please... ?"

The insecurity in his voice was absolutely adorable, as if a child was begging for forgiveness after saying or doing something they shouldn't have. Pendragon and her sister laughed slightly, while Lady Mordred finally let go off the master's member. So he wanted to feel their hairy folds caressing his dick while he ate out their child, huh?

That could be interesting.

"But of course, my dear. Come, Artoria... let's show my husband our noble phantasm~"

A departing kiss from the King was all he got, as Saber got closer to him. Ritsuka rested his head against the pillow, before feeling how the ass-cheeks of Mordred covered both of his eyes, her pussy landing right in front of his mouth, letting out a moan. The delicious honey and smell invaded him just the way he wanted it to. Watching his cock twitch in delight was another cute reaction that made their heart beat in excitement.

Morgan carefully sat on the right side of his hip, while the younger took the left side. It was almost as if they were trying to scissor each other, altough with him in the middle of it, preventing their womanhoods from making contact. A shiver ran down his spine upon feeling the soaked pubic hair of both sisters rubbing him from each side, alongside their labia minora.

"Let's synch, Artoria... one, two, three."

And it finally started. Mordred let out a moan when she felt how her master's tongue started to caress her folds, slowly going up until it found her clit, starting to press it. Le Fae's hip moved up slowly alongside her sister, soaking Ritsuka's lipstick-covered cock with their honey, before both of them went down, until their butts clashed against his own.

It was still so hot and lively, all thanks to her special beverage.

Sluuurp~ sluurp~

"F-fuck... Master... calm down... My pussy isn't going nowhere!"

Yelled out the Knight of Londinium, before she twerked her ass as a way to turn him on even more. Her gaze fixated on his shaft, and how both hips from the white and golden-haired maidens went up and down at the exact same time, there was plenty of space for them to do so. Le Fae let out a sigh of pleasure whenever she felt how her flesh dragged itself across Ritsuka's cock.

Her husband's manhood was certainly impressive and amazing, then again? everything about him was perfect. She loved him so much, so deeply and so dearly.

"H-hhhpmh~... M...gan... Atodia~"

He spoke, before resuming his oral session. His tongue dragged itself across Mordred Pendragon's flesh, before it got inside it, making her moan. Her body had forgotten how to fight back against pleasure, so it was sensitive due to the lack of it despite not having had an orgasm yet. The blue-eyed man didn't lose time, and immediately started to lick her insides.

Even his voice as he tried to say Father and Mother's names made her feel good.

SLUUUURP SLUUUURP SLUUUURP~

His fingers squeezed and massaged the knight's fat ass as his hips thrusted upwards, sending waves of pleasure straight into both ruler's wombs. Artoria smiled with a blush on her eyes, speeding up without any prior warning whatsoever, to which it forced Morgan to adapt herself in an effort to resume their combined attack.

Ritsuka was moving himself as if he was trying to fuck them, even if he knew he couldn't get inside any of them right now.

"Artoria... I would appreciate if you told me whenever you'll increase your speed."

She spoke, having an angry tone, pressing down her hips even more, causing for his member to push itself even harder against King Arthur's folds, in turn, the younger sister imitated her, now they were squeezing him even harder. Mordred's father however just had a smile on her face, a nice contrast with Morgan's clear anger.

"I apologize, Morgan... but I can't help it... it's so hot, it feels as if it's burning me up..."

SLUUUURP SLUUUURP SLUUUURP~

To see the gallant and elegant Lion King, the oldest counterpart of the King of Knights, doing such a womanly expression while letting her urges and feelings consume her completely was a sight to behold, truth be told. Morgan still remembered, angrily, the night before Ritsuka finally made her his woman and stained her with his seed. That day Artoria booked him starting from five PM until the rest of the day, much to her and many other women's fury.

And while it was true that her stupid sister indeed didn't teased nor annoyed her like Lady Lancelot did, seeing how her sister's tongue raped and extracted her husband's mana right in front of her eyes was something that she disliked from the bottom of her heart. To see Ritsuka moaning in bliss as Artoria twerked on his face, drained his mouth dry and feed him with her milk to reinvigorate him so he kept cumming...

The way she rode him on their bed, the way they talked and muttered to each other those cursed words "I love you"... that's what irritated Tonelico the most. She was superior to any living being in proper human history, the only one, the only one able to make her feel any sense of humility, inferiority and defeat was Ritsuka himself.

"A-ahhhh~ M-master... f-fuck! I told you to calm the fuck down!!"

Mordred's voice, despite trying to sound angry, came sounding like a whine. Even if she was doing her best to try and hold down her urges to cum, Ritsuka still remembered her pussy's weak spots, the main reason being that she shared many in common with both of her parents. A clear example was that she enjoyed for him to pry open the left side of her labia minora, just like Artoria, yet she liked for him to lick him slowly just like Morgan.

A sigh of pleasure escaped the Winter witch's mouth as her cold, hairy folds started to throb. Now she focused more on pleasing herself as well, rubbing and pressing her clit against her lover's member, still doing her best to keep her composure down. She was royalty, she couldn't let her lust get the better of her, not when the point of this was to obey her husband's every order. She would have to teach him a lesson on the night of December 26th, but that was for the future.

By the look of it, all of them were getting closer at the same time.

"Try to hold it in, son of mine... it seems like there's an opportunity for us to reach climax together."

A smile spread across Pendragon's face, as she winked back at her sister... the little--... fine. Morgan quickly discarded any sense of darkness that was starting to infect her mood, and nodded. Both of them snapped their fingers in unison, surprisingly, Ritsuka's muffled voice escaped loud enough even while his mouth was full of Mordred's womanhood.

Their genitals started to shone; while Morgan's pussy was covered in blue, Artoria's was covered in a gold light, quite similar to that of Rhongomyniad itself, as they started to rub themselves against him even harder and faster. Up and down, up and down, while the bed started to squeak, mainly due to the speed they were using.

The one who ended up speaking, was the King herself.

"Do you like this, Ritsuka?~ we told you, this is our new noble phantasm~"

Mordred closed her eyelids as her twerking continued. Her hands ended up falling on the master's chest. Her mind could picture her beloved master's tongue moving itself so wildly inside of her it was maddening. Mordred's body was accustomed to intense training, hours and hours of battling, sparring, and of course, pain. It was ironic that she was summoned in her so called prime back before she acquired any of the scars she won during her life.

But pleasure... that was something she always struggled with.

"H-hold on, Master... let me... ungh~"

SNAP~

ZAAAP ZAAAP ZAAAP~

"H-HMNGPHT?!"

Hearing him scream as a ticklish, explosive feeling filled his mouth was everything to Saber of red. Her mana burst, mainly focused on electricity, had covered her womanhood in a similar way both of her parents did just now. Red electricity weak enough to not hurt Ritsuka in the slightest, but strong enough for it to send constant waves of pleasure all the same through his entire mouth as he licked her.

The smile of pride that appeared on Morgan's face seeing her child from Pan-human history imitate them both with such ease made Saber blush. With three "magic filled" pussies attacking him from all sides, it was obvious he wouldn't last much longer. Fujimaru did his best to try and hold down his sperm inside himself as much as he could, but the feeling of Morgan's cold flesh and fluids, Artoria's warmness and Mordred's electricity spreading itself through his tongue...

He was done for.

SPLUUUUUUURT~

He came just one second before them, but it was irrelevant in the grand scheme of things. While not strong nor big enough to make them scream, the three women came all the same. The long and smelly thick ropes of semen landed perfectly on their hips, just as Mordred flooded their master's mouth with her strawberry flavored honey, the smell almost seemed to made them cum even harder. Morgan was the one who ended up, as expected, dividing the mana across all of them, with three small spheres.

Magic was useful indeed.

"There's still one last plate to taste before the main course, my dear."

Artoria took control of the situation when she saw her master's face, Ritsuka struggled to breathe after having been suffocated for so long. It was better to leave him be now. The blonde slowly crawled to the edge of the bed, facing the sofa where Morgan usually sat to oversee the breeding sessions her husband had on a nightly basis, followed soon after by the white-blue haired Faerie, and their child.

The three Pendragons lined up their rears towards their master, in a defenseless position, perfect for breeding...

And eating.

SLAP~

"Come, husband of mine. We've baked these cakes just for you."

Neither her sister nor her son complained when both of her hands spanked their asses. The sight of Father and Son's asses trembling when the mother spanked them made his eyes twitch. The king, the queen, and the knight... who to pick? all of them looked delicious, and the fruit-scent coming from their bodies was attractive as well.

Morgan's peach-flavored winter ass... Mordred's strawberry-flavored cake... or Artoria's vanilla-flavored royal anus... ?

"Oh!~... Ritsuka... you're such a saint~"

Mordred would be lying if she said she wasn't jealous after seeing the pleasure-filled expression her father made when master's face sank between her ass-cheeks. Morgan rested her head against her closed fist, as she rose an eyebrow, taking note of the way Artoria moved her tongue. Of course she would be feeling that way, her husband was the best at eating asses in the entirety of Proper-human history.

No matter how much Rhongomyniad empowered her ass, Ritsuka would devour her all the same.

SLUUURP SLUUURP SLUUUURP~

He was just as hasty as ever when it came to licking. Faces, breasts, butts, feet, pussies, as long as he had to put his tongue to work, he couldn't wait a single moment, no. Ritsuka's tongue quickly attacked Lion King's butthole, following the delicious donut's shape while he inhaled the scent coming from her skin and the sweat surrounding him.

Artoria's butthole was quite delicious and fleshy enough for him to tease and bully with extreme ease. The Lion King's voice came out, joyful the moment her flesh was caressed and loved by the mouth of her beloved partner, as his hands now squeezed her ass-cheeks, she didn't lose any time at all. Just like how Mordred did minutes ago, she started to twerk, making the flesh tremble and caress him from all sides.

Plap plap plap plap~

Obviously, it felt great to them both. A small nice reward from her to him for his effort in worshipping her royal rear. Fujimaru's command spells shone even brighter than before as the mana flowed into Artoria, alongside his saliva, slowly going into the deepest parts of her butt, just as Ritsuka intended to, he was giving her rectum a nice, delicious taste.

"Ritsuka... Ritsuka... !... you're making me... cum too soon!"

In response to his licking, her butt twerked even harder. Fujimaru's head was completely engulfed by Pendragon's rear, while her soaked, golden-haired genitalia made a mess on his mess just like a waterfall. The black-haired master was merciful however, merciful enough to attack her hungry pussy with his right hand, penetrating it with just the index finger alone, barely enough to satisfy a woman in love like Artoria Pendragon Lancer.

No, not even that.

He was messing up with her on purpose, just like he did with Morgan. He was making her starve for affection so she would be even more desperate when it finally came her time to be penetrated and filled with mana. How could her cute, adorable master be so cruel?, Artoria's hands squeezed the mattress, her voice now more of a panting than anything else.

And then it finally happened.

Ritsuka stuck three fingers inside of her, just as his tongue went as far as it could go into her anus. The Lion King shouted as she finally came, right in front of her Son and sister's eyes. King Arthur Pendragon, one of the most powerful beings in the entire history of the world, ruler of Camelot, had fallen... defeated by having her ass devoured by a peasant from Japan.

"Sasuga wa ga Ott-oh?!~"

The winter witch couldn't even finish praising her husband properly when he came to eat her out next. Mordred gained an expression of shock when she saw the big smile that appeared on her mother's reddened face. Ritsuka "Le Fae" didn't wasted any time in pleasantries, he was hungry. He was fucking hungry, and right now, after having finished his first plate, he wanted some peach-flavored ass.

SLAP~ SLAP~ SLAP~

Hearing and feeling him slapping her ass-cheeks made her sigh. Morgan loved to be desired by Ritsuka just as much as he loved whenever she embraced him. Fujimaru's tongue soon enough found it's prize; the faerie of paradise's peach doughnut. His nose took a long breath, as he enjoyed the feeling of her sweat and flesh surrounding him.

That smell... that delicious, exquisite smell that he loved so much. It felt as if Morgan had completely broken him and rebuilt him into the man she liked, even if she always told him "Make me the kind of women you'll like to be with" from time to time. Fujimaru's mouth kissed itself with his wife's anus, moving his lips slowly and lovingly while his cock twitched almost at the same time as the faerie's labia minora.

Another set of spankings, and then she started twerking on his shoulders like her younger sister did. Berserker's eyes shone in the darkness, filled with love upon feeling the passionate French-kissing her husband was subjecting her ass to. Before his tongue went up, and then down, over, and over again in small brushstrokes.

"Ah~... husband of mine... my precious and small, beloved husband... please, eat until you're satisfied..."

Spoke the Witch, looking back and feeling the warm head of her one and only between her buttcheeks. Fujimaru, with his eyes closed, felt as if he was in the middle of a winter storm. That was how cold his wife's body was, but it was amazing. Soon enough he obeyed her command, she wanted him to be satisfied, yes? then master forty-eight would indeed satiate his stomach and heart with that delicious peach of hers.

SLUUUUUUUUUUUURP~

Finally he got in. His tongue invaded Faerie Camelot "through the back door", sending a shiver down Morgan's spine. Unlike her sister, she was doing her best to try and keep her cool. But the heart-shaped pupils at the bottom of her eyes were all the proof both Mordred and her Father needed to know...

Haha-ue was in bliss.

Ritsuka's cock throbbed in excitement when his tongue felt how Morgan's butthole twitched every second, joyful at being licked and loved by her husband once again. The woman's nipples were leaking her royal milk due to her excitement at the same time her honeypot did, soon enough, her hips went from left to right.

She was getting closer, her cold womb was burning in desire, desperate for him to come inside her at once. Tonelico closed her palms on the mattress, the human's mouth was completely stuck to her butt, as if it was another mouth. His lips moved slowly, yet his tongue was being wild and unforgiving.

And then he did it. He moved his head from left to right so roughly, wanting to feel the cold, smooth, jelly-like flesh of her rear trembling around him even more. That was what pushed Morgan to the climax, to which she closed her eyes, opening her mouth with a long and heavy sigh. She indeed had managed to supress her voice.

SQUIIIIIIIIIIIIRT~

There was only one cake left. Mashu's senpai finally took his head off from his wife's ass, not before kissing and biting her left cheek. He loved how cold Morgan's body was, so unique and beautiful. One kiss, two kisses, three kisses, and then a couple of bites to feel her delicious flesh on the inside of his mouth. One lick, two licks, and he kept going until Mordred's feet gently touched him.

Yes, yes, he would love her now.

"I will... punish you... stupid master... "

The knight of betrayal, however, let her jealousy take a hold of her judgment. When the human's head got engulfed by her ass-cheeks, right as Ritsuka's tongue licked Mordred's butt, once again she activated her Mana burst. The small shocks of electricity invaded his mouth as his tongue repeated the same notion with her butthole. Now having tasted both Morgan and Artoria's asses, he noticed how Mordred's was a mix of the two.

A doughnut-shaped butthole just like Morgan's, yet fleshier just like Artoria's. A delicious, strawberry flavored and scented electric donut. The Chaldean's fingers closed themselves on the knight's ass as his head went deeper and deeper while the blonde's butthole twitched. The woman's expression contorted into one of pleasure while she sighed.

Seeing how Haha-ue and Chichi-ue looked at her with such intensity made the blush on her face even darker.

What kind of disgraceful expression could he be making right now?

Sluuuurp sluuuuurp sluuuuuuurp~

"F-fuck!... Master you... fucking son of a bitch!"

For some reason, at that very moment Ishtar felt angry and Ereshkigal felt like sobbing. The heir to King Arthur's throne hit the bed as hard as she could, almost breaking the white wood behind it before his head kept messing with her ass. The blue-eyed human was taking his sweet time in sniffing her butt and devouring it, while also moving his tongue with such intensity it seemed as if he tried to melt her brain with it.

Just how much shit did Scathach and Mashu taught him? what kind of magic crap did he had in him to be this good at pleasuring women?

The red electricity surrounding Mordred's butthole and the ticklish feeling spreading through his entire mouth was turning him on to no end. If there was something he liked about summer was how much she sweated whenever she wore her armor. And right now, it seemed as if her body was obeying his desires.

That sweet smell, that electric exquisite taste...

Chuuuuuu~

"E-eeeeek!!!!"

He couldn't hold himself back from French-kissing her butthole. The cute, adorable sound that escaped Mordred Pendragon's mouth made Artoria chuckle slightly, how adorable. One of Fujimaru's hands went straight for the woman's clit, finding it poking out even among all that beautiful hair covering her labia, before starting to pull it.

The child of Morgan Le Fae knew nothing of elegancy or manners, so her voice started to come out, completely devoured by pleasure, as much as she hated it to be seen by her parents. Morgan and her sister had a similar type of smile, one that she could read perfectly. They thought she was cute, her, the knight of betrayal, the fucking reason as to why Camelot fell.

They thought she was fucking cute.

All because of the way Ritsuka was dominating her by licking her ass so thoroughly. That thought was what pushed Mordred to the edge, as she finally came with such strength it seemed as if she was a sprinkler, even if she was a squirter instead. Her mother's husband soon enough repeated the same action, taking his head out of her ass...

Only for him to start to lick her thighs, much to her shame.

Morgan and Artoria, however, noticed the quantity of veins present on his testicles. He clearly was going through a lot of pain, just to pleasure himself and themselves at the same time, but he was reaching his limit. Ritsuka needed to cum as soon as possible. Ritsuka wished to keep cleaning his knight, however, he stopped when his body got covered in a blueish aura.

Morgan rose one of her fingers, pointing it at him.

"That is enough, my dear and beloved husband. You seem to be unable to keep holding it in, and I will not allow this kind of insubordination to continue. Today is a night where we service you, not the other way around, and my orders are absolute."

She spoke, before his body gently landed right on the middle of the bed. The three Pendragons crawled towards their master, Morgan at his right, Artoria at his left, and finally, Mordred in the middle. While the white/blue-haired servant was the one who wanted the most to be filled with his mana, Mordred had to go first for the sole reason that it had been too long.

Her insides missed Fujimaru the most, and they knew it.

"M-Mordred... ? you'll go first?"

He asked, still slightly shocked. Usually she wasn't this assertive unless she was on her Rider spirit origin. But that's what love did to a maiden's heart. No words came out of her red lips, instead, those heart-shaped pupils of hers looked at him from the dark while her legs went around his hip, and her arms rested on his shoulders.

She was going to take advantage of this position and use her Riding skill on him.

"Just... just stay still and shut up or I'll punch your fucking face into next Christmas!"

Soon enough, he couldn't even see her eyes anymore, for her breasts rested on his face. Her nipples were in pain, wanting to be milked by his loving, warm lips. Artoria and Morgan's hands went to help their child; while Le Fae's right hand was caressing her husband's veiny, pent-up balls, Artoria's left hand was stroking Ritsuka's dick, pointing it towards Mordred's entrance.

Truth be told, the later was nervous. She gave him this spirit origin's hymen a long, long time ago after he came back from America. But her body hadn't been fucked in so many days that her insides were probably going to be overwhelmed by his thickness and size. Uther's daughters placed their left and right hands on Mordred's hip, they were gonna lower it themselves so she could be impaled by Ritsuka.

"Don't be scared, son of mine... just let my husband's semen corrupt you until the point of no return. Offer your soul to him tonight, alongside everything "Mordred" is."

Artoria nodded at the statement made by her sister, before she licked her lipstick covered lips, she couldn't wait her turn.

"Make sure to squeeze lots of Ritsuka's stinky and smelly semen with your pussy, alright Mordred?~ and do enjoy yourself... you've loved him with your entire soul already for a long time, isn't that right?"

Neither of them allowed the Bastard child of King Arthur to reply. Because they dropped her hip on his shaft with such strength that it bulged on her belly. Mordred Pendragon died with the Rhongomyniad going through her stomach and coming out of her back in the battle of Camlann, yet even so... nothing compared to Ritsuka's dick.

The first time he fucked her at that fucking island she almost passed out despite her nature as a heroic spirit. It was so warm, so loving, so gentle, he was so cute and adorable, yet he treated her as if she was the most precious thing ever. He held her in his arms, he rubbed his face against hers, he made her feel like a fucking woman, the thing she hated the most.

He made her love the fact that she was born as one.

And now... that exact same sensation... it returned.

"G-GAAAAAAAAGH! F-FUUUUCK!"

Her voice came out so loudly that, if it wasn't because of Ritsuka's room being soundproof already, she most likely would've woken up almost half of the Wandering Sea's population. Mordred's hands squeezed her master's shoulders as saliva slowly descended from her mouth. Ritsuka's lips themselves closed down on her breast, as he slowly started to drain her needy left nipple.

Morgan and Artoria waited for a moment, each of them taking a good look at their child's pleasure-filled face, it had contorted into an insane expression as she slowly tried to remember and adjust herself to the flesh-made log invading the deepest parts of her belly. It was fucking bulging, she could feel it, she could see it. That massive thing, she could clearly see it in her belly, feel her womb react to it.

Her walls squeezed and closed themselves around it, tightening up to such degree her mind seemed to click, remembering it's shape.

Of course... of course she would remember it... after all...

"You... YOU MADE ME YOUR BITCH YEARS AGO, YOU BASTARD!"

She yelled, finally snapping at him, unable to see him smile. Instead, the only reply she got was him lovingly licking her nipple, the man's heart started to beat up in excitement at the feeling of the warm milk descending down his throat, her words may be hard, but she loved him. If not, she wouldn't have changed the position of her hands; from his shoulders to holding his head, pushing it towards her cleavage so he felt her entire flesh.

If he loved her tits so much, then he better lick the crap out of her. Ritsuka's tongue moved in circles around Pendragon's areola, before they pulled the nipple back in. Once, twice, just like a baby. Morgan and Artoria took a hold of Mordred's hip, pulling it upwards, noticing how soaked their love's shaft ended up, absolutely covered in the Knight's fluids. King Arthur's hand went straight for Fujimaru's member, starting to jerk him off right as her son's hips went up.

Morgan kept massaging his balls, stimulating them so they produced more and more cum.

And then Mordred screamed again when her parents impaled her on master's manhood once again, without any warning whatsoever. That's what made her scream loudly again when she felt his tip touching the entrance to her womb. Her body reacted accordingly to the pleasure and joy her saint graph felt, using Mana burst.

The red electricity that covered Saber's body infected Berserker and Lancer as well.

Z-ZAAAP ZAP ZAP~

"H-hm... ~... I see... so this power represents your emotions, my son?"

The angrier she got, the stronger and more erratic her electricity was. That's why the red lightning covering Mordred's body right now wasn't hurting any of them at all right now. The voice that answered the queen's question came out with a maddening tone, as Fujimaru was moving his hips up and down himself this time.

His pelvis went up, hitting the deepest parts of Mordred's insides, before quickly coming out, not wasting any time at all. The woman felt his teeth carefully playing with her hardened nipple yet not bitting her at all, before his tongue pressed itself down on it. "Glup, glup, glup~" the sound of him drinking from her was killing her sanity.

The man's cock shoved itself back into her womanhood once again. Tears started to fall down the Knight's cheeks.

"UHOOOOGH~ FUCK! FUCK! FUUUUCK! HAHA-UE~ CHICHI-UEHHHH~"

Both of their eyes shone in the dark when their son mentioned them. Mordred indeed had been Ritsuka's property a long time ago. He did it, he had tamed the heart of the Knight of Rebellion that afternoon in that godforsaken uninhabited island. She was entirely his to do as he pleased, but Ritsuka wasn't that type of man who liked to break things for his own amusement.

No.

Chu~

Mordred's voice died when master's lips clashed against hers. A loving, sweet kiss that would melt her brain for sure, but she fought back. Her tongue licked his while his balls kept hitting her ass, she rode him all the same, her hip going down on it's own without the need of assistance, wanting to feel, wanting to be loved, wanting for her rebellion to be put down by him. The person she loved the most.

Ritsuka Fujimaru Emiya Tohsaka was a man who took care of his possessions, those that stood by his side, those that loved him, fought with him, protected him, those that made him feel like life was worth living despite it's hardships and struggles, it's ups and downs. Mordred had been there for him since the early days of the Grand order.

And as his tongue licked hers while her hip slammed itself back into him... how her ass clapped over and over again with each movement, and the bed soon gave in, he wanted nothing else in the world other than make her happy, for her to remain by his side for eternity, just like all the others.

"H-HMMMMMMMMMMNGHHHHHT~"

The red light soon died out when she finally came. Mordred felt her body being recharged with mana just like her womb. Her bloated stomach, filled with the disgusting, sweet and nasty sperm of her master sent her consciousness straight into Avalon. The most adorable part of it all was the way her arms ended up; closed around Ritsuka's neck, not wanting for him to separate himself from her.

Morgan herself moved away the body of her son, freeing her husband for Artoria to ride. But she had other plans. The Lion King sat herself on his hip indeed, rubbing her soaked, hairy folds against the man's erection, but she was doing the reverse cowgirl. A perfect position for Ritsuka to dominate her by holding her legs, but also having full access to her royal armpits.

"Ritsuka... my beloved master... please... I know I have no right of ask this out of you in front of your significant other... "

Feeling how her arm gently pulled his face towards her armpit made him look up. The King smiled at her peasant's surprised expression. Morgan squinted her eyes at the view, she recognized that position perfectly. That was the position where she revealed to Ritsuka she had been letting her armpit hair grow, during their wedding night where they became one.

That, mixed up with the last part of that phrase, could only mean one thing.

Artoria... you... !

And she was right. Because those green, heart-shaped eyes of hers gently looked down at the human's face, while her hand caressed his shoulder, motivating him to lick that place he loved to worship so much as he fucked her to his heart's content. The ruler of Camelot had fallen for him a long time ago.

"I want you to violate me as if I was your wife... I beg of you... satiate my heart, I can't stand this longing for you anymore... "

The Faerie of paradise's eyes shone as she tightened up her fist. Using her Faerie eyes to try and for any sort of darkness in her sister's soul. Any sort of dark emotion that gave her away, but there was nothing. Artoria Pendragon, King of Knights, her heart would always remain the same. The ideal king who ruled camelot in Proper Human History, in exchange of her humanity and any sort of selfishness or human feeling she could've had.

This had a domino effect in her servant counterpart, with no kingdom to rule, there was no reason for the blonde to not be an enslave to her emotions anymore.

Artoria genuinely, truly loved Ritsuka from the bottom of her heart, to the point it hurt her... just like Morgan did. Neither of them could live without him anymore, and they knew it.

"I-Is it... is it ok, Morgan? "

Him asking for her approval was both unexpected and expected at the same time, yet she appreciated it all the same. The High Queen caressed her chin for a brief moment, both thinking and trying to calm herself down. No matter her feelings towards her sister, she had to discard them all... sure it wouldn't happen in one go, but overtime she would have to, all for his sake. For her husband's sake, and even for Artoria's sake.

A long and heavy sigh escaped the Faerie's mouth, before she looked up at her sister and husband with a small smile.

"But of course, my husband. My dear Ritsuka... it is only natural for me to fulfill all your wishes and requests... "

Despite this being Artoria's moment, Morgan took her chance to gently caress his face. Master Forty-eight opened his mouth slightly shocked at the gesture, just as his wife got closer to him, their foreheads touched themselves, as he felt how she pulled him into that beautiful blizzard of a soul, holding him in her arms so she could protect him in her cleavage.

She always would give her husband the best.

Chu~

Husband and wife kissed each other lovingly for a brief moment. Ritsuka's fingers intertwined themselves with Morgan's for a brief moment as Artoria's hip finally went down, impaling herself on her master's length. The Faerie's cold tongue twirled around his, before she finally split. She couldn't nor would interfere in the love-making session between her one and only, and her sister. Her role was to observe, after all.

The green-eyed king let out a moan of delight when she both felt and saw the bulge appearing in her body. Ritsuka's manhood spread open her walls, entering the deepest parts of her body, and hitting the entrance to her womb. Morgan departed from her husband's mouth shortly after, taking some distance so Fujimaru could fuck her sister in any way he wanted.

"Ummmmngh~ Ritsuka... my darling~"

Feeling his tongue starting to lick her left armpit with such passion sent shivers down her spine. The man's hips went down, taking half his member out of the king's insides, before he plunged himself back in, Pendragon let out another scream. Even if her nipples weren't being attended to, her milk started to come out inevitably.

Oh, what a shameful, embarrassing view she must be right now.

The once proud ruler of Camelot, the ideal king at that, turned into nothing but a woman in love who's only desire was to remain by the side of the man she loved the most. The only man she had ever loved, that is. Artoria's eyes went upwards when his hands grabbed her legs, spreading them so he could reach even deeper.

PLAF PLAF PLAF PLAF PLAF~

All while his tongue licked that golden place she carefully grew for him and him alone. His nose moved so wildly it seemed like a dog, yet it made Artoria smile in bliss, closing her eyelids as well. Morgan's expression was incomprehensible, thanks to her stoicism, yet she didn't stop using her Faerie eyes the entire time, she was taking a good look not only at her husband fucking her stupid baby sister the way he fucked her, but also at their emotions.

The connection, the mana flowing from him into hers, the bond.

Master's tongue went up, coursing through the valley of golden hair, enjoying the smell and taste of her sweat. She felt her darling's cock twitching inside of her while his balls hit her butt again, his fingers closed themselves on her thighs even harder. Now, instead of penetrating her, he started to move his hips from left to right.

"Ahh!~ ahhhh!~ Darling... darling... Ritsuka... ! hmngh~"

Even her moans were turning him on. Even in such position, she tried to satisfy him even more, she wanted him to stain her. To dirty her and corrupt her. What kind of women did he liked? she and many others wondered the same. His lips grabbed part of the hair and then pulled, making her scream in a mix of pleasure, and a little bit of pain.

He stopped moving himself entirely, allowing her lungs to grasp for air, before he resumed his penetration, now even slower yet still reaching in so deeply. Artoria expected her lover to reach her womb, but he didn't. He stopped himself right underneath, before he pulled out and in once again.

Her expression of love changed into one of desperation.

"P-please... d-darling... don't tease me like that!"

Begged the king of Camelot, but even if that's what she wanted, she knew he wouldn't obey her. Ritsuka smiled slightly before he kept licking and devouring her armpit, now moving his hip in gentle, small thrusts that didn't reached deeply into Artoria's womb yet were enough to keep pleasuring her.

But not completely.

He was messing with her, toying with her. The blonde let out a long whine at this, how could her beloved hubby be so cruel?, Lancer opened her eyes as she looked straight into Morgan's blue gaze, who had a elegant yet sadistic expression on her face. This wasn't how Ritsuka fucked her of course, she was his Queen, his ruler. She may spoil him, but she would never allow him to bully her in such way.

That's the difference between them. Ritsuka couldn't dominate Morgan, she just allowed him to do with her as he pleased, but she didn't submit to him, not like how Artoria was doing right now.

"R-Ritsuka... ! P-please!!!"

She begged, as Fujimaru's hips kept going in and out slowly, yet there was so much of him outside of her pussy. Her womb ached, the rest of her insides burned in desperation. Master forty-eight stopped his movements entirely, which somehow made it even worse for her. He looked up to his "sister-in-law" with a small smile, an innocent one, a kind one... yet one that was driving her insane.

"Please what, Artoria?... I'm doing what you asked, we're making love the way I would make love to my Wife... if she let me, that is."

He was torturing her. The King of Knights let out another scream, trying to move herself this time, but Fujimaru pulled away. Seeing and feeling how his member was being taken away from her body made her lose her sanity, no, no, she couldn't allow him, she couldn't allow this. Lancer shook her head from left to right, turning her gaze to his head.

If he wanted her to beg for his love, then she would. She would indeed, she would, she would.

"P-PLEASE! PLEASE FUCK ME! W-what do you want?! I'll give you anything, master! my love! my darling, my Ritsuka! just-- just don't leave me!!!"

She swore, and Morgan licked her lips slowly at the sight of her sister being "on her knees" metaphorically all so she could keep fucking her beloved, perfect husband. Unbeknownst to them, Mordred had already woken up, opening her eyelids slightly at the sound of her Father being drowned in such despair.

The human took advantage of it, he wanted for her to say it. To say that she loved and wanted him, no more no less.

"Beg me, Artoria... tell me how much do you want me and what do you--"

"PLEASE FUCK THE SHIT OUT OF ME, MASTER! I WANT YOUR NASTY, REVOLTING, STINKY AND STICKY JELLY-THICK SEMEN IN THE DEEPEST PARTS OF MY WO--OOOHHHHHHHHHHHH~"

It surprisingly worked even better than he was expecting, so he gave her what she wanted. Ritsuka Fujimaru thrusted his hips, his entire member going back into Artoria Pendragon's pussy in just one go, touching the entrance to her sacred womb as the bulge appeared on her belly once again. Her heart-shaped pupils seemed to beat when he did pulled out again, only to shove himself back in.

This super perverted king of knights, his slutty of a Santa Lancer that wore that depraved Bunny-like swimsuit back in Las Vegas... he was gonna fuck the shit out of her.

PLAF PLAF PLAF PLAF PLAF PLAF~

Artoria's voice changed completely, unable to even speak comprehensively anymore, just like Mordred did. Like father, like son, after all... Ritsuka's command seals shone brightly as the Patriarch of the Pendragon household was being treated like a cheap whore, how could she be so stupid, how could she be so blind?

As Ritsuka's tongue kept enjoying the feast in her armpit, she realized the more his cock clashed, hit and raped her womb endlessly, that he loved sluts.

Pervert sluts, loving sluts, caring sluts, sex-addicted sluts, lovey-dovey whores he could treat as cumdumpsters yet who's loyalty was unmatched.

"OHHHH~ OHHHHHHH! DARLING! DARLING! FUCK ME HARDER! HARDER!!! RITSUKAAAHHHHH!!~"

All the pride she could've had in her lifetime shattered and rebuilt itself into undying love for that man. That man who struggled and suffered so much, that man who had lost everything, his life, his family, his peace, his world, yet still kept going, determined to take back everything destiny took from him yet never losing that kindness and sweetness in his gaze.

That man who was fucking her brains out.

CHOMP~

When she felt his teeth biting her shoulder she let out another scream. Ritsuka's hips stuck to hers once again before he pulled out his entire cock, quickly rubbing it on Artoria's hairy folds and her clit, and then he shoved it back in fully in one go, resuming his movements. His mouth started to leave a trail of hickeys on her skin, marking her as his whore, his love, his and his alone.

Was... was this how he fucked Mashu? how he fucked Nero and any others who didn't dominate him like Scathach and Morgan?

Her breasts were moving just as wildly as the lower part of his body. Artoria kept screaming even harder at the top of her lungs, her Santa hat almost fell from her head if it wasn't because Morgan put it back in it's place with her magic, she couldn't fight back, she couldn't hold it in anymore, she wanted to cum, she wanted to cum so badly.

Semen, his semen, his seed, his revolting, nasty seed, she wanted him to stain her so badly, it seemed her spirit origin would crumble if it wasn't satisfied.

"CUM INSIDE ME! PLEASE! PLEASE! PLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASE PLEAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH~"

SPLUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURT~

SQUISHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH~

He granted her wish en masse once he penetrated her one last time, while his teeth stuck themselves to her neck. The peasant closed his eyes as Artoria screamed so loudly her voice seemed to reach the heavens, but her soul did so instead. Her mouth contorted into a smile upon feeling how much he was cumming.

So long... it had been so long since his semen invaded her womb, yet she made him cum so much.

One minute, two minutes... three, four... he kept cumming for five minutes. When he was finally done, his cock was limp. Ritsuka pulled out of the King of Knight's insides, his sperm starting to leak out instantly. Artoria's body fell at one side of the bed, completely out of commission, just like him, but he knew this wasn't the end yet.

There was still the final boss.

"Husband. Drink."

She spoke, quickly resting his head on her thighs in a gentle lap pillow. Fujimaru closed his eyes as he felt the delicious elixir going down his throat, the peach-flavored milk of his wife mixed up with the Golden apple juice was something he couldn't never get bored of. Morgan's fingers gently caressed her one and only's hair as she saw and hear him gulp down her potion. Her face had changed into one of stoicism, like usual, despite her caring behavior.

After he finished, a long sigh escaped his lips, his erection returned, and his desire for sleep faded away. Le Fae's face found his own soon enough, their lips melted into a sweet, loving kiss just as she positioned her body above his own, making sure his cock ended up right between her ass-cheeks for a little bit.

"Hmmm~"

Of course he stood no chance from the very beginning. Berserker's hands grabbed his head as her tongue twirled around his own, the raven-haired human felt shivers going down his spine while his significant other twerked slightly, crushing his manhood between her cold, freezing, soft and sweaty flesh.

He could feel it, his mana was being stripped away from him the more Morgan's tongue pushed his own back into his throat, not allowing him any chance of counterattacking, yet even so... he caressed his Santa's back. The High Queen separated their mouths by a couple of centimeters, just so she could lick his tongue outside of it.

His saliva was so exquisite, she could never get enough of it.

"Get ready my beloved husband; I'll make sure you remember who you belong to. "

She muttered, her face having a red tint, despite her gaze being one full of love. Master forty-eight nodded, no matter where he looked, all he could see was Morgan. Morgan, Morgan, his wife, the woman he married, the woman that defeated him, the woman that stole his heart, the woman that stole his harem from him, the woman who conquered Chaldea from the inside.

The woman who loved him to death.

Her hips went up slowly. Despite her pussy being completely soaked and desperate for him to be inside of her already, she would punish him for having left her as the last. Ritsuka moaned when the sensation of her ass-cheeks crushing and rubbing themselves on his cock as it slowly got out. When it finally did, the next thing he felt, was her folds being just above his tip.

Finally, she went down. Two became one as the physical connection was established, his manhood going inside the faerie's sacred body, as her right arm went behind his neck, pulling his head towards her own for another kiss. The blue-eyed man could barely hold back his joy, his warmness contrasted perfectly with Le Fae's cold insides.

It was then that he noticed it... she was tighter than usual.

Most likely because of the lack of sex. Her body also craved him, how lovely.

"H-hmmm~... hush... bnd... ~"

She muttered, licking his tongue once again while her head pushed his own against the pillow. Her lover's eyelids opened up slightly, meeting her joyful, heart-shaped pupils. Unable to contain his desires, he started to caress her ass-cheeks, good. She would allow him to worship his Queen like a good subject.

Her walls tightened around his cock as she went up, making him moan alongside her.

F-fuck... she's going to kill me... !

There was no mercy to be found here. Neither Mordred nor Artoria would save him from his lover's cold embrace. The Faerie of paradise lowered her hips once more, this time even faster, before she rubbed them from left to right, dragging his shaft with her, she was going clockwise. Once, twice, thrice, and then she stopped to resume her movements.

Plaf~ plaf~ plaf~ plaf~

Every time she went down, her fat, royal ass clapped, sounding alongside their hips. Berserker's mouth departed from her summoner, having a slight smile, his breathing was heavy. Oh, what a joy. Seeing her better half completely engulfed by her insides, by the pleasure she could offer, unable to do anything... it was one of her greatest pleasures.

Ritsuka moaned in such a cute, adorable way, his expression of despair as the sweat fell from his skin, his lungs grasping for air.

"Good, my husband. Struggle more. Offer me your cute, adorable expressions as I drain your mana."

"Mor... gan!"

He screamed back, and she laughed. Her right hand went towards his face, starting to gently caress it while her hips increased their speed. The Magus closed his mouth, trying to hold his voice down, but he couldn't. Another scream escaped him when he felt her; she tightened up her insides at will, of course she did. She had already stated there would never be a rebellion in her Britain, nor from him neither any of the other harem members.

If she wanted to hear him moan, she would.

"A-ahhhh!!! Aghhhh!!! M-Morgan!! MORGAN!!!"

If she was her Proper human history self, she would've laughed at the sight. But they weren't anything alike, sharing only name, memories and physical appearance, their souls were entirely different. The Lostbelt Queen upon seeing her love scream and call for her with such despair stopped her movements, allowing him to rest for a little bit, their foreheads clashed. The massive bulge in her belly, his cock, poking and rubbing itself against the entrance to her womb, made her feel ticklish.

He panted, yet her cold, caring fingers caressed his chin. Her thumbs pressed themselves against his cheeks, caressing them.

"Shhh... shhh... there there, my husband, there there... feel me... adore me... worship me... offer yourself to me... "

All he could do was nod as tears fell down his eyes. But they weren't of fear, but rather love. The Wife gently rubbed her nose against his, in a sweet and loving eskimo kiss that transformed itself into a French one, resuming her riding shortly after. Perhaps the remnants of the naive faerie that she once was, "Tonelico", still lingered in the cruel, cold tempest her soul was.

Perhaps those remnants were the reason as to why she was able to fall in love with him in the first place, and why she knew just how fragile he truly was, and why she felt the urge to protect him from everything and anything.

Morgan and Ritsuka kissed each other passionately, while his voice now came in form of muffled moans. Her weight and her strength combined with the size of her butt were proving to be a deathly combination in bed right now, while his cock finally started to throb. The albino closed her eyes, now wanting to feel him emotionally as he grew closer and closer to his end, she would reach hers soon enough as well.

Sluuurp~ sluuurp~

The battle dance between their tongues continued as the Queen kept riding her consort. Le Fae made sure Fujimaru had no window nor any opportunity of counterattacking. He could do nothing but caress and kiss her back as she kept sucking him dry. Until it finally happened. Her hip fell on his one last time as their lips merged into one, the tip of his member poked inside her womb.

"H-hmmm~"

And his arms embraced her, his winter, his wife, his other half, as her hands did the same with his head. The warm feeling of the manly seed invading the deepest parts of her body, yet she took it all. Her royal insides welcomed his peasant seed as her hands caressed that beautiful hair of his, moving her blue lips while the strings of saliva fell from his chin.

What a waste, she thought.

Finally, the kiss broke. Ritsuka, clearly exhausted, looked at his wife, now slowly turning around so he could be above her and rest on her cleavage. The valley exclusive for his head, where he had fallen asleep many times. The Winter Faerie softly wiped away the leftover tears from his eyes, before giving him another kiss, this time on his forehead.

"Have you enjoyed my Christmas gift, beloved husband?"

She asked, holding his chin with the thumb and index finger of her left hand, while the right one had it's way with his hair and nape. A blush appeared on the master's face as he nodded, Mordred and Artoria silently crawled towards the married couple, the younger sister on the right, the child of them on their left.

Of course, of course he did.

It felt as if their emotional connection deepened, and it made them both happy. Perhaps this foursome had been for the best, because he couldn't feel any hostility from Berserker towards Lancer. Maybe one day they could indeed laugh and enjoy their time in Chaldea as sisters, even if it was just wishful thinking.

Morgan, however, had one final trick up her sleeve.

"Good... now it's time to start the final phase."

Clap clap~

Two small gentle claps just as the final master of humanity rose his eyebrow, not understanding at first. What he didn't expected however was to see the door to their headquarters opening up; from the hallway, the head of Artoria Pendragon Santa Alter appeared, wearing nothing but her cape and her dark-blue hat.

"S-Santa Artoria?"

Rider had a smirk on her face, her lips being covered by a black lipstick she applied to herself some hours ago. Oh, how much she had missed her beloved reindeer. Even if seeing in the arms of her sister, Mordred and one of her multiple counterparts was a real pain in the ass, in the grand scheme of things it wasn't anything worth caring about.

"Greetings, my dear reindeer."

"TONAKAI-SAN! MERRY CHRISTMAS!"

Morgan's arms squeezed his body tightly when the voice of Jeanne Alter Santa Lily came next, the little Lancer jumped into action, she had discarded her headgear while still having the white cape, her black tights, her bra had also been left behind, allowing for him to take a good look at her breasts.

He already realized what was happening by the time Altera followed shortly after, her having walked in barefooted, with only her white gloves covering her hands.

"Ho-ho-hoh~ Santa the third is here as well, Fluffy Master"

Spoke the dark-skinned archer, although with a red tint on her face. Even if their one and only would've liked to talk, the unmistakable "Olé" shut him up. Altera, Lily and Artoria turned around as the Aztec goddess entered in dancing to her heart content. Mordred's face changed into one of surprise to one of embarrassment, this was supposed to be "sexy" yet here came in that stupid, airheaded ruler ruining the entire mood... or so it seemed.

The way her breasts moved from left to right as she carefully jumped and landed right next to Altera seemed to have turned on their master.

"Hola, my beloved master!~ Santa has missed you, mucho mucho!"

The last one who entered was Florence Nightingale, who only wore both her red coat, although it was open, barely showing part of her breasts and her genitalia, there was not a single trace of any other clothing piece. The nurse gently coughed into her fist, before looking up at her favorite, most cherished patient.

"Considering the amount of energy you'll spent tonight... and the lack of sanitary conditions the room will be left in, I decided to join in and gift you a free-of-charge treatment tonight as a gift, Master."

All the female Santas from the previous years were there, just as the door finally closed down. Ritsuka turned around to face is wife, who looked back at him. Unable to see anything except their eyes as their footsteps grew closer and closer to the bed, the master felt a shiver down his spine. It would be him, just one man...

Against nine women.

Morgan's hands gently caressed his face one last time, while the blizzard of Faerie Britain slowly started to consume him once again.

"My dear and beloved husband... do not fear, nor fret. As my consort, and the person I love the most, you deserve the best, and only the best. The best tits, the best asses, the most fertile wombs, the tightest wombs, the best bed, the sluttiest women across all ages... and the best love anyone could ever give to you..."

The Queen of Faerie Britain got closer to Ritsuka one last time, preparing herself to give him another kiss as Artoria Lancer and Mordred guided the Santa squad into bed, so they could begin. Fujimaru looked straight into the blue gaze of his lover, as her pupils seemed to drag him into a endless winter, one colder than the Artic, yet as loving as the sun during a summer afternoon.

"I will always give you all that, and more... for I am your wife."

And then their lips clashed, once again.

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-[Epilogue: To the future and further beyond]-

December 26th

Just like always, Chaldea was filled with cheers, joy, and of course... heroics spirits going from point A to point B. Sion Eltnam Sokaris drank a little bit from her mug, filled with hot chocolate as her, Da Vinci, Holmes and Goredolf looked straight into the screen in front of them; on it, a diagram about what they were planning for the New years party.

The blonde man nodded with a smile on his face, pleased with the work of his subordinates, before he gently pat the purple-haired woman's head, making her flush and feel slightly embarrassed.

"Good, good! Technical advisor, Administrative advisor, I think everything is set for us to have a WONDERFUL New Year party here at the wandering sea! maybe even the servants will be joyful as well, don't you think?"

Musik asked, turning around to face Sherlock, who grabbed his chin, caressing it slightly before he gave his pipe a long drag, the smoke escaped Ruler's lip while Da Vinci winked, proud of the party they had come up with. Yeah, Beni didn't allowed them to visit the Enma-tei this year, but that didn't meant they couldn't do something wonderful and beautiful for all of their friends and family in here.

"I think it's adequate indeed."

Rider, however, gave Ruler a smal pat on his back.

"Aw, come on Administrative advisor. Be Happy! perhaps Moriarty won't try anything bad this time... let's hope at least. If it isn't him, it will be BB."

That quickly sent shivers down Muniere's spine. Gosh, no. The last thing they needed was to deal with any of the AI's stupid schemes trying to bully and mess Ritsuka and the rest of Chaldea, again. He and Robin hood had more than enough with what she already did back in Luluhawa in 2018, god save them all.

Now that he thought about it...

"Say, has someone seen Ritsuka?"

Asked the human, fixing his glasses. Sion's index finger pressed itself, entering the security system. Nemo and the rest of the Series were still checking the Storm Boarder, each servant was following their own instructions, putting decorations everywhere. Nobunaga was causing mischief as her and Mysterious Heroine X tried to sell entrances to her "new year atsumori" concert alongside Chacha and Nobukatsu.

Then they saw him, in the Simulation room, running.

Fujimaru was wearing nothing but a black t-shirt and grey shorts, the climate having been adjusted into a beach, while Mashu, Leonidas and Spartacus ran alongside him. The black-haired master panted while sweat kept falling from every part of his body, trying to keep up with the speed of his girlfriend and friends.

"BWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! COME ON MASTER! REBEL AGAINST YOUR BODY! KEEP GOING! BREAK THE LIMITS OF OPRESSION!"

Screamed the gladiator, before hitting his pectorals with both of his hits. Of course he would be tired, he had two dumbbells on his ankles, yet he kept running. Leonidas screamed into the sky while raising his spear, motivated by his classic, Spartan-like determination. The pinkette however, did her best to remain at her lover's side.

"K-keep going Senpai! I have a bottle of golden apple juice and water if you're too tired!!"

Screamed Kyrielight, before gently giving his right shoulder a squeeze. Rurika's younger brother nodded twice, he still could go on. His head however, turned to the side. Resting in a set of four Sun Loungers, the Faerie knights and his Wife waved back at him, Mélusine however had a face of pure desire.

Of course, as a dragon, she could smell perfectly his sweat, and it had already turned her on.

"Keep going, My husband. Your queen is pleased with your devotion."

Gently spoke the winter queen, while she applied some of her magic towards her, Barghest, Mélusine and of course, her beloved Baobhan Sith. The vampire lady applied some sunscreen to her skin, having a couple of shades covering her eyes. This small opportunity to enjoy the sun with her mother, her friends and that Small fry was something she couldn't waste after all.

"Go, go Master! do your best!"

Screamed the lord of Manchester, raising her fist into the sky. Tam Lin Lancelot threw him a kiss as her dragon tail waved from left to right. Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded at the women from Faerie Britain, as his shape slowly lost itself into the horizon, knowing they would see him again in a short while.

This was the perfect opportunity for Morgan to think of what type of Kimono she could wear for New Year, and what type of dessert he would like to eat.

A sigh escaped the High Queen's lips as she rested her head against the chair, closing her eyelids.

Chaldea and her life with Ritsuka... were truly the best.

Ambition and Perfection

Miguel16310

Summary:

Morgan Le Fae. The High Queen. The Winter Witch. The Original Faerie of Paradise. Mother of Baobhan Sith. But above all else, she was the Wife of Fujimaru Ritsuka. There wasn't a single day where she wasn't thinking about the man she loved. Always seeking for ways to ensure his happiness, their happiness as a couple, and the prosperity of the relationship.

Despite her living in peace right now, and indulging herself in the joys of being a Married Woman in love with her Husband, she would always remain true to her Evil Nature... who could've thought none other than Scathach-Skadi and the Valkyries would be the source of inspiration for her newest plan?

Notes:

Author's Notes:

I did it... in the end, no matter how much time it took me... I did it. Am I proud of the result? yes. Undoubtedly. Is this the most repulsive thing I've ever written to date? yes as well. But I had to do it. What made me write this story? simple. There's a doujin I saw a long time ago where Medea Caster absorbed Artoria Saber through her tail, turning her into a part of herself. Artoria essentially ceased to exist, she was no more, and as cruel as it sounded... I wanted to make something similar, because it turned me on.

Will this story be my downfall as a writer? will my readers hate me after this? I don't know... but if it happens, then so be it. I will never stop making content, first and foremost, for myself.

Know that, for those who want to leave my side after this; I appreciate you. I love you from the bottom of my heart, and I'm glad you decided to stay with me until today. And to those who will remain here waiting for more content, know that you're the ones that motivate me to keep going forward. I believe every artist deserves to be supported as long as their content doesn't harm people in real life.

With that out of the way... lets proceed with the list.

List of Kinks you'll find in this story:

-Vore.

-Tail Vore.

-Absorption.

-Merging.

-Female armpit hair.

-Female Pubic hair.

-Sweat.

-Breast milk.

-Nasty cum.

-Tentacles.

-Strap-on.

-Dildos.

-Cuckquean.

-Futanari.

Starting Date: July 21th, 2024, Sunday. 9 46 AM.

Date of completion: August 20th, 2024, Tuesday. 7 28 PM.

Estimated time of production: 1 month, 15 hours, 44 minutes.

Work Text:

Fate/Grand Order.

Morgan's cuckquean adventures.

Omake.

One-shot.

"Ambition and Perfection"

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-[Prelude: Dark machinations]-

April 4, 2024.

Ritsuka Fuijmaru let out a moan escape from his lips as his trembling hands doubted for a brief moment after landing on hot, steamy, soft and sweat-covered skin before he finally made his mind. The Last Master of humanity opened his mouth in an effort to try and calm himself down, bringing some very needed air into his lungs as his hands continued to go upwards and downwards on none other than Scathach-Skadi's, Ortlinde, Thrúd and Hildr themselves. Morgan's cold, emotionless gaze was fixated on the scene happening before her, on the bed she was meant to use to ride and claim her husband in endless nights of passion.

No more than two days ago, the Queen of Ice and Snow formally approached the High Queen requesting for a spot in their beloved master's schedule, interrupting the duo while they were immersed in one of their drawing sessions. Morgan had been drawing a beautiful landscape based on her memories of Faerie Britain, while Ritsuka had been drawing a scene of his own imagination: him, his parents, his auntie Sakura and his older sister alongside Morgan, all of them smiling while enjoying some tea together like a big family.

To meet Shirou Emiya, Rin Tohsaka and Sakura Matou, alongside waking up Rurika Fujimaru, was a day she expected with great anticipation and excitement. Le Fae had smiled when her lover showed her the sketch, obviously praising Forty-eight's skills in art while giving him a couple of tips or adjustments to make... that's when their unexpected visitors knocked on their door, and how things ended up the way they were tonight.

Ortlinde's face was completely covered by a red tint considering she was naked alongside her siblings, right next to their mother, under the cold, merciless gaze of the Wife of the man they worked under. By the glory of Odin... the brunette closed her eyelids as she sank her nose into the human's left testicle, causing him to moan in delight as he felt how her tongue worked even faster, at the same time she sniffed the revolting smell of the semen stored in his balls. Unlike her, both Hildr and Thrúd were much more happier and accepting of the intercourse.

The Former Queen of Scandinavia, who was in charge of his shaft, moved her head up and down while the blonde's hand gently stroked his cock for her. Each time Skadi receeded to lick Ritsuka's tip, Thrúd squeezed his member and moved her hand as quickly as she could to take advantage of her Mother's saliva, and then she went downwards...

Safe to say... just like always, to please Lord Ritsuka was always an absolute challenge for all of them, which is why they needed to work together. Skadi had only made love to Ritsuka on her own... once in her entire time in Chaldea, and then decided to never, ever try it again. The Caster-class servant took her beloved one's genitalia out of her mouth before coughing a little, quickly casting some greenish runes to fight back against the pain, all while the three Valkyries masturbated Ritsuka in unison.

"Haaah... haaah... haaah... "

Hearing him pant so loudly while his hands caressed their asses made Hildr giggle. The pinkette couldn't help but start to kiss her beloved master's penis, it was inevitable after all. He made his way into their hearts years ago, even if their split couldn't last for more than four hours a day, it was more than enough to ensure their hearts were satiated. Skadi licked her lips as she slowly started to crawl towards their master's face, she had finally decided her next course of action... Morgan, of course, rose an eyebrow.

"Lady Skadi? what're you doing?"

Thrúd asked, while she indeed stopped her oral massage to their master's left testicle, that didn't mean their hands did. Thanks to their synchronization and of course, her eagerness, it was quickly decided that Hildr would be the one in charge of giving a blowjob to Ritsuka, seeing the window of opportunity their ruler offered. The woman with purple hair didn't reply back to her children's question, instead, simply put her finger in front of her lips as a gesture to not speak, simply observe, and observe they did. Hildr opened her mouth, knowing full well the agony her throat would be subjected to by trying to give her beloved one a deepthroat, but it was her duty.

The modifications Lady Morgan made to their owner's crotch were astonishing. Despite their advanced processing capacity, neither of their brains working together could decipher the meaning behind her work... Ritsuka's semen, and his entire cock, had a disgusting smell that neither of the four recognized at first, it was a genuine surprise when they realized that's what Morgan meant when she told her peer they'd be in for a surprise. But it was still their master's giant-sized cock. It was still his sweet, addictive semen... now with the plus that the smell was almost unbearable, creating a paradox neither of them could comprehend. Hildr closed her eyelids as she felt his cock entering the deepest parts of her throat, forcing it to expand in order to take him fully inside her, while Berserker's blue lips contorted into a smile.

The pain had begun for her, while her Husband's hands clenched the bedsheets. Skadi finally managed to reach Ritsuka, who looked up to her.

"Master... Ritsuka... my human... "

There was a longing in her voice that caught him off guard, that mixed with the fact that Ortlinde, Hildr and Thrúd were attacking him from all sides, made him feel a little bit scared by the dark, featureless, red-eyed silhouette that was the Queen of the second Lostbelt. Skadi's breasts, just like everyone elses, had been modified by her own had the moment she knew what type of women he liked. Her soft, beautiful hands held his head before it landed on her thighs, knowing what she was about to do.

Her left nipple got closer to his mouth, and the Queen smiled as her fingers started to play with his black, beautiful hair while Hildr finally managed to shove his entire cock down her esophagus, with the help of her sisters hands pushing her head that is. Their cute, adorable ears moved on all of their heads almost in unison, now all their mouths were occupied with one part of their master's cock, right as he opened up his own, only for it to be stuffed by the woman's fleshy, warm, delicious nipple.

"Drink... my nipples have been hurting for months now... I'm sure Ortlinde, Hildr and Thrúd feel the same way... isn't it?"

Skadi asked, before looking at her subordinates. Despite them trying to both hide and contain it, they couldn't go back to who they were. Ritsuka didn't try for them to fall in love with him, it just... happened. After the lost of their hymen and purity, their bodies, their heart, they naturally craved to hold, spoil, protect and serve the man they adored. It was him who allowed them to understand the meaning of Love, it was probably this way Brynhildr felt every time she looked up to Sigurd with a maddening desire to both kill and love him.

The fact that all 3 of them shared the same spirit origin multiplied the pain their breasts, wombs and pussies were in by three. It was a much needed relief to know the opportunity to copulate and be embraced by their love had finally arrived, so they couldn't wait for him to finally be freed by their queen's bust so he could milk all three of them. Skadi laughed slightly before finally putting her attention back into her beloved, caressing his head as her pussy started to soak itself in her honey even more, wetting the bed as he drank her milk.

She had plenty to spare, after all.

While this was happening, Morgan's eyes finally laid upon the three Valkyries, her mind losing focus on the adultery and disrespect that was happening right in front of her very eyes, on her own bed... one by one, her eyes went from Ortlinde's ass, to Hildr, and then Thrúd's. She had read every single entry on Chaldea's database to the point she could be called an encyclopedia, it was her duty as the Queen after all. But she still couldn't help but be quite amazed at the unique situation they were in.

The Valkyries... all three of them were the same entity, yet they were not at the same time. It was complicated, and it made her think what did that old bastard Odin had in mind while he crafted them. It also both made her caress her chin, her blue, icy eyes finally following from Hildr's head, who had already started to sob, to her husband's member, his chest, and finally, his face. She could easily mimic the position he was in if she used Thoughtform to replicate herself into multiple copies...

No, what Morgan was interested in, as a particular shine started to emerge from her eyes, was something else... a new concept that, as she admired the pleasure filled face of her beloved better-half, couldn't help but make the cogs of wickedness and darkness inside her heart start to move... a new idea had been formulated into her brain...

And she knew exactly what to do now.

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-[Fragment 1: From the High Queen to the Lion King]-

April 5, 2024.

Artoria Pendragon Lancer class walked across the halls of Chaldea late in the night, mainly due to her appetite that she, much to her shame, shared with all her counterparts... in turn, years later down the line, all the cooks knew by that point to leave a small fridge with a little bit of supplies that the rulers of Camelot could indulge in after dinner, and before sleeping. The Lion King simply couldn't help herself, as she finally entered her room after the door slid open, closing behind her.

Her room at the Wandering sea was an exact copy of her former room at Chaldea; not too luxurious like the bedroom the Lion King of the Sixth Singularity once had... but it was still quite above what a commoner would have. The candles lit the moment she stepped in, giving an ambiance reminiscing of her era rather than the modern one, that she embraced quickly. The Lancer class woman quickly got rid of her entire armor, allowing her massive breasts and buttcheeks to bounce for a while upon being freed from the metal and the fabric.

And then the sigh of relief came, with a blush. Naked as she was, the Leader of the Round Table walked towards her nightstand, where a small photograph rested, taken the early morning of December 25th, 2023. There she was, wearing a red Santa Claus suit alongside Mordred, and all the other former Santas from previous years. Morgan was holding Ritsuka in her arms, wearing a sky-blue version of the same attire, a beautiful, eternal reminder of the night they all shared together some months ago.

Truth be told... she never expected for her relationship with Mordred to be mended in that way, but she really, really appreciated it. Now that her "son" was behaving more like a proper Lady and were on relatively good terms, quite the good terms mind you, this included Morgan, things improved drastically not only for the three members of the Pendragon household... but for the entire Roundtable as well. She really needed to have a small reunion with the rest of her counterparts to speak with them about this, to try and convince them to open their hearts to the possibility of finally letting go off the past and accepting Mordred for who he...

For who she was.

That was what Chaldea was all about, after all.

"Artoria... I've been expecting you"

The voice of her older sister coming from her back out of nowhere scared her. Artoria almost jumped because of it as she turned around, finding the figure of her Master's wife looking back at her from the darkness of her room, sat on one of the two chairs from her modest dinning room, she wasn't there when she first arrived... so more than likely, she either appearead just now... or was in her spiritual form. Either way, the answer wasn't important. Artoria didn't try to cover herself up, after all, they've seen each other naked countless times by this point whenever it was time to take care of Ritsuka. She didn't consider this small violation to her privacy...

Or, well, not a big one at least.

"Morgan... what're you doing here? I thought you'd be with Ritsuka."

This was strange, but not unexpected. Her sister was versed in many magical abilities after all. The mention of her beloved husband made the Queen blush slightly... of course that would be her first concern. It would be the same if they were in an inverse situation where Artoria had become his wife instead of her, thankfully, that wasn't the case in this life... and more than likely, not in any other. Le Fae waved her finger in a gesture that seemed to discard her sister's worried, before summoning a small silver plate with some warm tea, and biscuits.

"My beloved husband is currently sleeping after having spent the night with Charlotte Corday, Atalante, Anastasia and Sei Shonagon. One of my clones was left feeding him some milk in order to ease him into sleep, he finally gave in around ten minutes ago. Sit. I have some matters I wish to discuss with you, Sister of mine."

Her manner of speech, just like always, lacked any sort of emotion, camaraderie or empathy. Artoria meditated about it after taking a look at her own naked, sweat-filled figure... and then decided against it. To cast her outfit again would be a waste of mana, and she would take a shower regardless of it. So... those four had been the ones who reserved Ritsuka for the day? make sense as to why their date with Mordred was taken from Monday to Wednesday, much to their daughter's rage, the Knight of Betrayal was left with nothing but her fingers and Clarent's hilt to satiate herself.

It wouldn't work, quite the contrary... Masturbation was, after all, something Mordred hated with all her heart. Rather than tire her out and ease her lust, it only made her body ache more and more after every single orgasm, because what her body and heart desired were Ritsuka's voice. His warmth. His arms. His chest. His lips. His presence.

Her mood would be absolutely livid until the day of their date came.

Lancer laughed at the idea, before complying to her older sister's request without a second thought. Morgan smiled just a tiny little bit after taking a good look at her younger sister's body, and the drop of sweat that fell through her left breast before landing in her nipple, and finally falling into the table. Despite the blonde being just one CM taller than her, she was still the older of the two... so, on the inside, she really appreciated the fact that her little sister hadn't decided to wear something and just accepted her offer.

It would make it all easier... for her.

"So, Morgan... what's going on? is there anything you'd like to discuss? is it related to our plans with Mordred and Ritsuka?"

She asked with a friendly tone, taking one of the biscuits while her sister picked up the cup of tea in front of her, giving it a quick sip. Of course it was delicious, she crafted it herself... but she preferred the Tea her own husband brew with his own two hands. The life of a Married woman who lived and died for her Husband was one Morgan had grown to enjoy inmensely, Chaldea, her new Kingdom, held no candle to Faerie Britain... in a good way, she had never felt so... liberated before, she couldn't be happier.

Every time her Faerie eyes laid on Ritsuka's frame, seeing him looking up to her with that cute, love-filled expression of his, and how she got proved time and time again he loved her with genuine care while they kissed, while he asked for a hug, to hold her hand, to be spoiled, or even when she herself asked him to brush her hair, embrace her and adore her... her heart jumped inside her chest.

It was a dream. A dream that, somehow, became her current reality... and Morgan was genuinely happy because of it. Happy like never before... but its precisely because she wanted to-- no, because she needed to protect that happiness, that she would make this decision.

"Artoria... let me ask you something... you are familiar with the story of Avalon Le Fae in my Lostbelt, aren't you?"

The question came just as her sister gave a small bite to a donut filled with raspberry, the blonde Lancer rose an eyebrow... Artoria Caster, the so called Avalon Le Fae, Faerie of Paradise, Child of Prophecy from the Sixth Lostbelt her older sister used to rule... she knew about her, then again, everyone did. She was the most, and at the same time, least Artoria out of them all simply because she wasn't born to be a ruler or anything of the sort. She was a little girl with too much of a burden on her shoulders that... despite everything...

Did her very best until the end. And they all admired her because of it, no matter how different their paths were from hers.

But she didn't knew what this had to do with her. Was Morgan perhaps asking for a fivesome? could be a possibility, one that she wouldn't deny of course. Ritsuka's happiness was her biggest priority, and she knew the Green-eyed faerie had a crush on him just like all of them.

"Yeah... I remember reading on the reports that she wasn't the only Faerie of Paradise to be born after you... wasn't she?"

The lipstick covered lips of the High Queen curved themselves into a smile as she did her very best to supress her hostility and her instincts in order to not alert her sister. She possessed the skill of Intuition just like her, after all. In order for her plans to be fulfilled, she had to appear caring, kind and loving as much as possible... it was a good thing that she had genuinely started to develop some affection towards her, if not, this plan would've failed months ago when they hated each other.

Now it was the time.

"No, Avalon Le Fae wasn't the only one... What do you think happened to the others... ?"

That was dumb, they both knew the answer already. As Artoria finished eating her dessert, she fixed her posture and in turn, her own mood changed. Her eyelids squinted, what was Morgan trying to say? what was the meaning behind all of this? Lancer's brain was already starting to find some sort of connection between the way Faerie Camelot and Pan-human Camelot were ruled.

She couldn't find anything... so she decided to play along.

"You killed them. But what does this has to do with me?"

There was it. Just what she wanted to hear, just what she needed to hear. The child of Uther and Igraine watched closely how her sister stood up from her seat, at first she believed to have offended her, but it wasn't anything like that. Morgan let out a long and heavy sigh as the memories from her counterpart in Pan-human history flooded her mind once again, almost as if she could see the two versions of Artoria; Pendragon and Caster, standing side by side in two different versions of Britain.

The time had come.

"Artoria... It has everything to do with you."

Right after those words came from her mouth, the High Queen rose her left hand, completely covered in black/blueish magic, catching her off guard, Pendragon found herself landing against her bed against her own will, much to her shock, as Morgan walked towards the mattress, her black dress and veil vanshed into nothingness, revealing a body that was almost identical to that of Lancer's.

Altough, unlike the Lion King's, her breasts didn't hurt in the slightest. Artoria was in desperate need for some milking, and Le Fae was all to happy to provide. Artoria looked upwards to find herself pinned to the bed by the older one, she couldn't say or do anything as the lips of Ritsuka's wife landed on her own, while at the same time, she put her leg between hers in order to prevent her from blocking access to her pussy. Pendragon's heart jumped inside her chest as she felt her older sister's tongue invading her mouth without any prior anticipation or preparation.

Yes... Artoria possessed Magic Reistance B, an absurd amount compared to everyone else's, despite Baobhan Sith having an even greater rank, her problem was Artoria. It would be difficult for her plans if she executed them just now... so for the time being, and as a way to entertain herself, she would enjoy the body of one of her husband's beloved concubines thoroughly. After all... as much as it pained her to admit it, her sister was an absolute beauty.

"Hmmmmm... ~"

Morgan let out a moan of delight as the Vanilla flavored saliva and tongue of her sister fought back against hers, Artoria tried to resist for a brief moment, embarassed and blushed at the fact that she was having, literally speaking, incetuous sex with her older sister... but she couldn't. Despite all the experience she had accumulated ever since she became Ritsuka's girlfriend, Morgan was an even greater kisser than her. Her mind started to feel dizzier and dizzier as her wishes to fight back subsided.

Berserker twisted her tongue around her sister's, making sure to take as much saliva as she could, draining her mana little by little. The feeling of her knee being soaked with her sister's vaginal fluids triggered something in Le Fae. A desire that, more than likely, was the same desire her Husband felt every single time he made love to Artoria in front of her very eyes.

Sluuurp... sluuurp sluuurp~

The kiss became even wilder, more lewd the moment Pendragon stopped fighting back, letting her own instincts take over. When Morgan felt Artoria's arms finally calmed down, she let them go: finding that much to her surprise and delight, they went straight after her tits in order to massage them. A sixty-nine was of the essence by the look of how her clit was twitching, but first she needed to give Artoria's body a proper taste. Once the kiss broke, the King looked at the Queen with an expression of bewilderment and uncertainty.

She still wasn't sure about this.

"M-Morgan... what are you... ? why... ?"

Artoria's voice was doubtful, not because her personality lacked the strength and resolve to fight back, but because she was genuinely surprised. This wasn't what she was expecting, it was their first time having lesbian sex as sisters, without anyone interveening. But this wasn't Morgan's first dance, she had already tasted the flesh of countless female Faeries back in Faerie Camelot, and some of her husband's concubines as well. Ritsuka genuinely enjoyed to watch her fornicate with Tam Lin Lancelot and Tam Lin Gawain while Boabhan Sith got forced to give him blowjobs.

But it seemed like this version of Artoria didn't had her way with Guinevere... or if she did... she was being too shy due to how sudden everything was.

"Be silent, Artoria... it will be over soon."

Demanded the queen of all Faeries to the Ruler of all humans, before her mouth went after her sister's left breast. Morgan had to give it to Artoria, her body was among one of Chaldea's top 5 sweatiest women, it was no wonder her Husband treated her like a popsicle every single they they copulated. Pendragon arched her back as she felt how her sister's tongue started to go in circles, exploring her left breast and traveling across her smooth skin, recollecting as much sweat as she could while sniffing her.

It was absolutely wonderful.

But she wanted more… an she knew exactly where to find it. Artoria let out a moan of delight the moment her sister's mouth finally found its objective, Morgan sank her teeth on the pink button as hard as she could. It was a bite, through and through, that hurt her quite a lot. Le Fae moaned as her sister screamed her name, while Baobhan Sith's mother finally started to suck the young lady's flesh into her mouth.

It was covered, soaked in sweat. The milk came out almost instantly with just one movement of her throat, as the eyes of the Queen seemed to brighten up with dark intentions upon tasting her sister's milk. Heavens… it was sweet. It was very, very sweet. If there was something she had to give to her husband, was that his love for big breasts had solid arguments. Artoria felt how her sister's tongue started to go in circles around her fleshy nipple, making her scream as the protuberance was being forced to come out against its will.

Yes. The Lion King of Camelot had inverted nipples. Shy, scaredy, fleshy nipples that refused to come out unless forced to, even if they were spraying milk for Morgan to drink in an effort to ease her appetite, it would be useless. Artoria rose her hip into the air as she screamed, moving her head from left to right.

Sister was being aggressive. Way too aggressive for her body to get accustomed to, this was the woman that conquered and dominated Ritsuka Fujimaru effortlessly, after all.

"M-Morgan… wait! WAIT!"

She begged, her tongue coming out of her mouth as her older sister bit her tit even harder, this time not to please her, but to punish her. Her teeth bullied, caressed and rubbed themselves on the sweaty, sensitive tit before the tip of her tongue finally got into the cave that was the blonde's breast, desperately trying to find its prey.

The white-haired beauty, on the other hand, was starting to get angry as her tongue finally seemed to find its target. Artoria's eyes opened wide at the sensation, oh gods she touched it. She touched it. Her sister had found her nipple, and was now poking it with the tip of her tongue, making it move while still being inside her boob.

Just like Ritsuka liked to do.

"H-HYAAAH!"

It was pathetic and adorable all the same, in her eyes. This nasty, big, sweaty tit of her younger sister rebelled against her, against the queen's mouth, and it couldn't be forgiven. She would make her punishment extra painful and agonizing for this insubordination and refusal to satiate her hunger, she had just made her situation way worse, and she would make sure she paid for it when the time came.

Right now, her main priority was forcing her sister's nipple to come out so she could continue to milk her tit. Morgan's lips closed themselves on Artoria's breast, as her mouth opened up even more in an effort to try and fit more of it inside her, allowing the sucking to have more power. Mordred's father screamed in delight as she felt her pussy burning.

It was hot… oh gods, it was hot. Her older sister's body was as cold as ice as one would expect, yet her actions were doing wonders to stimulate her. Finally, finally, her nipple couldn't hold it in anymore. Not only Morgan's tongue was attacking it wildly; she was treating the inside of her breast as a pussy, licking its walls and then poking her nipple almost tempting it to come out, little by little…

With each suck she gave it…

Chup… chup… gulp gulp gulp~

She pulled it more and more towards the outside world, until it happened. Artoria let out a scream of pure delight as her left nipple finally gave up, coming out right into the Faerie of Paradise's mouth with a burst of milk. The blue-eyed ruler, realized at that very moment, that her sister was cumming. Not through her pussy… but through her nipple.

All that delicious, sweet, sugary, mana-filled milk was going straight into her stomach, pleasing the Ruler of the Sixth Lostbelt as her tongue continued to bully the breast before her, just like a baby. On the other hand, Lancer rested her head against the pillows while her left arm, surprisingly, went to her sister's head unconsciously, holding and tuckering her as close as she could, as if she was a baby.

Ah… this is so nostalgic…

If her mouth and throat weren't occupied in drinking and sucking, she would've smiled. It brought her memories from all her sisters, this is what she would've done to Avalon Le Fae had she not died on her throne room and had managed to defeat the Chaldeans, but she was happy she died that day. After all, if she had won, Ritsuka would've perished and she would've lived an empty, unhappy existence for the rest of eternity.

When Morgan finally let go off her breast after noticing the stream of milk vastly decreased, she looked upwards to meet the reddened face of her younger sister, albeit with a clever smiled that contrasted greatly with Artoria's panting. The fact that her breast had been completely stained by blue lipstick made it all sexier for the ruler.

"Your milk truly has an… interesting flavor, Artoria… I can understand why my husband always wishes to drink from both of our breasts, considering yours its so warm… "

Whether that was a compliment or not, Lancer didn't knew. She kept her mouth shut, still too ashamed of the fact that her older sister had basically subdued her and was now feeding off her mana without any sort of reservation. Morgan's face grew closer and closer towards the woman she used to hate the most.

Ah… so she wants another kiss…

Both members of the Pendragon household melted their mouths into a sloppy kiss, as Morgan finally let her ribbon go so her hair could be set loose. Artoria embraced her beloved older sister completely, enveloping in her arms as she felt how their nipples touched: although the servant of Pan-human history felt an extra sensation, because Morgan's right nipple introduced itself inside Artoria's right breast, sending shivers down her spine.

"Hmmm… hm… haahhh~"

While the King was moaning in delight as the Queen kissed her, the other one kept herself silence. Allowing the pest her little sister was to take as much saliva as she wanted to, and explore her cold, sacred, royal mouth to her heart's content. The blonde retreated just a little bit to put some distance between their tongues, allowing them to lick each other as if they were dogs, outside of their mouths.

Like a bridge. A bridge of tongues.

And then they united their lips again. Both women were completely immersed in their oral battle, as the milk continued to protrude from her breasts, now staining Le Fae's chest and belly in the process. The kiss broke after their lungs ached, causing the High Queen to relish and savor the image of her sister's face completely soaked in sweat, an expression of dizziness and drunkenness, more than likely caused by the pleasure mixing up with the mana she was losing.

As much as she wanted to continue drinking Artoria's milk until satiating herself, she needed to be fast and precise… this was just her first stop today, after all. Now it was time for the main dish, before finishing with the dessert and going into the buffet, so to speak. Morgan was many things… but ambitious and greedy, were two of her main characteristics.

"Artoria… spread your legs… and open your mouth"

She demanded, her sibling understood instantly what she meant, although she would've liked to be on top, it was better to remain on friendly terms… it wasn't a big deal if she had to be under Morgan either way, so she did what was asked out of her. The blue-eyed Faerie in turn, stood up and turned around, sitting on the blonde's face while she sank her own in her sister's crotch.

They didn't start immediately though. Morgan and Artoria admired the pussy of the other for a brief moment, Pendragon took note of how, despite being completely covered in white and blue hair, her sister had shaved up small parts to create a pattern of skin that perfectly imitated Ritsuka's command seals.

It was hot.

Morgan on the other hand, took notice of her sister's "golden mane", it would be hard to find her pussy among those sweaty, hairy golden lands, but she welcomed the challenge. What she took notice of however, was also the small trail of hair that ended right underneath her sister's belly button, connected to her pubic hair.

Interesting, she thought. Perhaps something she could take notes from… maybe.

The older sibling was the one who got attacked first. Artoria sank her mouth into her Sister's hairy folds with a reddened face, the tongue of Camelot's ruler gave a decisive, determined strike against the hairy pussy of the Winter witch, who let out a moan of surprise as she felt how her younger sister, seemingly effortlessly, found her pussy so she could start licking it. Artoria's tongue went up and down, savoring every single one of Morgan's white/blueish hairs in the process, Ritsuka was right…

Her older sister did smell and tasted like winter peaches.

Slurp… slurp… sluurp~

Morgan moaned a second time as she looked backwards to her butt, unable to see a single thing except for Artoria's hands, who had closed themselves to grab and squeeze her fat ass so she could pull her pussy into her mouth… such insolence, such imprudence. Le Fae frowned before she looked down at the Lion King's womanhood. So that's how she wanted to play, huh… very well.

She would give her the royal treatment before making her agonize.

"Hm— hmmm~… "

For her to moan was inevitable. Her sister's cold, soft and wet tongue was already doing wonders with just a couple of licks alone. Morgan wasn't strange to eating pussy, nor Artoria… but the key difference was in experience. Morgan was accustomed to eating out women in Faerie Britain, because she was the High Queen… she had a special protocol to deal with female insurrectionists and rebellions.

Meanwhile, the only woman her sister had, more than likely had intimacy with, must've been her counterpart of Pan-human History and Queen Guinevere. So she was, indeed, outmatched. Morgan's tongue carved itself a path among the Lion King's golden garden, before she finally found the prize she had been looking for.

Her sister's wet, soaked, tasty pussy. Lancer almost let out a scream of delight when she felt how the cold, muscular organ that was her sister's tongue started to gently and lovingly caress her clit before taking care of her Labia majora. She would leave the labia minora for later, right now, she needed to be weakened.

The green-eyed beauty let out a sigh, stopping herself as her hands closed themselves, squeezing the Faerie's ass even harder. Her heartbeat started to increase its intensity with each lick, this… it was so similar yet so different from Ritsuka's mouth… her body, that had already grown accustomed to him, didn't knew how to react.

And Morgan knew this, by how much she was clearly enjoying herself. Artoria frowned for a brief moment before she went all the way in: stuffing her mouth full of Morgan's cold, delicious genitalia, just like Ritsuka did every single morning. The King of the Round table moved her tongue up and down just like her sister, although she was directly attacking her labia minora, unlike Morgan who did the opposite.

Day and Night, Summer and Winter, through and through.

She… doesn't taste… bad at all…

Thought the busty Lancer as her tongue played gently with her sister's urethra, admiring the beauty of her big, fat ass and remembering she did the exact same to Ritsuka every single time, not only Fujimaru enjoyed to become a seat for all his lovers, but the vast majority of them all enjoyed when he ate their asses. Motivated by the exquisite flavor and smell invading her mouth and nostrils at that very moment, she finally decided to do it.

She invaded her older sister's sacred land, as Morgan seemed to suffer a shiver down her spine when it happened; Artoria's tongue started to make wonders on Morgan's genitalia as the Faerie of Paradise continued to do her oral work, both of them working in tandem at the same time, obviously, having the exact same goal in mind.

Take their sibling to the end, little by little.

Morgan's face lacked any sort of emotion as she felt the King of Camelot eating her pussy out, her eyes focused solely on the golden pussy she was taking care of, finally deciding to get serious and start eating out her woman's labia minora as she felt how the ungrateful brat continued to push her luck, she hadn't given Artoria any sort of liberty to explore her pussy as she saw fit, the only person in this life or any other life who could ever gaze upon her beauty and do with her body as he saw fit…

Was Ritsuka himself. After all, the duty of a husband was to desire, crave, spoil, support, love and devour his wife. But even so, she had to admit… as her tongue receded so it could go in circles around her clit, one lap, two laps, then press it down like a button…

She doesn't lack skill… but its nowhere near as good as Husband's…

Just another thing to add to the vast list of qualities her husband possessed. Artoria moaned as she felt her mouth starting to get filled with her older sister's honey, her tongue got even wilder, licking the walls of Morgan's insides as her lips pressed against her hairy folds in, what one could say, was a French kiss with all its letters.

Le Fae sighed after departing from her Sibling's pussy for just a brief moment so she could moan and curse under her breath, and then resume her work. The first one in starting to moan constantly was Artoria, mainly due to how good the cold lips, breath and tongue of the albino felt on her.

Her sister had an interesting taste and technique, but if she had to be honest, she would rather be giving Ritsuka a deepthroat and enjoy his cock hitting the inside of her stomach than do this… even so, she couldn't be selfish. Her husband would be grateful, this was for him, and him alone. She couldn't lose sight of her goal.

That's why she decided to put an end to this, right there, right now. Artoria moaned in delight as she arched her back, opening her eyes wide when she felt how Morgan, now openly without any reservation, started to suck her pussy into her mouth alongside her fluids like it wasn't a big deal in the slightest.

Slurp… slurp… slurp…

Too good… too paralyzing. Mordred's father realized too late what was happening. Berserker had used part of her magic to immobilize Artoria's hip for a brief moment. This way she could eat her out without any issue and force her to cum. She tried to, she really tried to move her tongue and continue her assault…

But she couldn't. The pleasure was too much. The blonde rested her head against the pillow, breathing in and out, in and out as the cold tongue, the lips, the saliva, it all seemed to mix up on her hot, warm pussy, making her sweat and feel as if she had taken a dive into a frozen pool in the artic. Morgan's entire being was a cold shower, a taste of the ice, that mixed up with the warmness of her own body, and the cunnilingus, made Artoria go insane.

"G-gaaagh! M-Morgan… stop! I-I'm— I'M—"

Her eyes shone upon hearing the broken voice of her younger sister. Morgan's tongue explored the cave that was Artoria's pussy, the place her husband's cock had invaded countless times prior to her summoning and after it. In her own opinion, it wasn't that much of a big deal to her… but maybe it was because she herself was a woman, and had grown accustomed to have anyone she ever desired…

Now what moved her heart and her carnal desires was the fact that she was married. This was nothing… but a goal. A task. A quest. One she would see through the end, no matter how much pussy she had to eat. While she had barely changed her face, Lancer finally reached her end. She screamed, she shouted. Her gaze tried to find any solace as her eyes went upwards, but there was nothing.

No rooftop. No darkness. No Novum Chaldea… just snow. Snow… snow. Endless snow crushing her face, freezing her to death. A beautiful yet terrifying mental image… caused simply because of her sister's big, fat and extremely sweaty ass crushing her Face. Morgan made sure to give Artoria the royal treatment, just as she said. And had she not been determined to go on with her plan, she would've been executed for not saying "thank you".

As her ass-cheeks pressed themselves harder and harder on the Lion King's face, the High Queen kept going and going. Licking and licking, adoring to hear her sibling's muffled voice coming out from her rear, how her clit twitched, how her hip tried to move, seemingly overcoming little by little her spell…

She still needed to drain some more…

Then the orgasm came. Artoria screamed and rose her body upwards, her lower body breaking free as Berserker felt herself being rose from the bed slightly, more than likely due to the power of Artoria's B-class Strength allowed her to lift them both. Morgan's tongue pried even further as she swallowed her sister's fluids.

One after the other.

Anyone who saw the scene would've thought it was either a dream, or a fantasy… yet there she was: Morgan Le Fae, drinking her arch-nemesis, Artoria Pendragon's pussy juice straight from the source, while the later was unable to breathe due to the fact that her face became the Queen's chair. When she was done, the woman finally let go, going as far as to even remove herself completely from her sister's body.

The blonde breathed, finally opening her eyes as the precious air invaded her lungs, she would've coughed if Morgan had taken just a bit more time… even so, she was alive. She had been brought back to the surface, even if her face was now an absolute mess of sweat and honey, she was alive and back at her room in Chaldea again.

"Haff… haff… Morgan… that… that was—"

She spoke, trying to say anything that conveyed the experience she had just gone through. The feeling of being buried in snow that her body caused, the flavor and smell of her skin and fluids, heck, maybe even praise her amazing oral technique, or even ask her to let her please her enough to make her finish as some sort of payment.

Yet, not a single one of her choices was used, because in the end, Morgan turned around, not a single trace of emotion on her expression despite drinking her younger sister's orgasm mere moments before, her lipstick had completely stained Artoria's thighs and her pussy, giving it a lewder appearance than the one it already had due to her pubic hair.

"That was both insufficient and inefficient, Artoria. But fear not… this is just getting started."

Spoke the witch, taking her sister by surprise. Just… getting started? What did she mean by that? Would she want to try and rubbing their crotches together? She wasn't against the idea… or would she like for her to spoil and pamper her body now? Whatever Morgan choose, Artoria was genuinely happy to comply.

After all, this could also work to improve their relationship with Ritsuka, he adored to watch two women having sex, from what she had heard before, but so far, he had never asked her to perform intercourse with another female in front of—

"Move."

She demanded, before her cold hands fell firmly on her hip, forcing the blonde to turn around against her will, her mouth and face landing against the pillow as her ass got lifted, making her rest on her knees. Artoria blushed, yet she obediently and silently separated her legs to allow her sister full view and access to her pussy and anus. Morgan scrutinized every single detail of her younger sister's womanhood.

Indeed… she was one of Chaldea's hairiest pussies, no wonder Ritsuka always wanted to eat her out so passionately whenever they were having a foursome with him and Mordred. Then again, Mordred was taking great care of her pubic hair as well, wanting to rival and perhaps surpass her Father so she could become Master's favorite. The thought made Morgan laugh, as she saw fluids gently dripping and soaking her sister's thighs and folds.

Whatever her son did, he would never be able to stand up against her. Maybe if he continued to work on his womanhood and femininity, Mordred could become a lover that indeed would be able to surpass everything Artoria was right now… but he would never surpass Morgan herself. And If he tried…

His execution would be instant yet agonizing.

"I think its time I finally put you in your place, Sister of mine…"

Her words, somehow, made the green-eyed Lancer raise her eyebrows as she looked back to her older sister. Morgan's fingers squeezed Artoria's ass-cheeks, her fingernails sank into the sweaty, soft and smooth skin of her sibling's fat ass, noticing how for the first time, Berserker's expression seemed to change into one of… pain.

Indeed, Morgan's usually cold, stoic and emotionless face started to fade away, sweat fell from her face and cheeks, indicating a big amount of strenuous effort was being put right now, what was going on?

"Morgan? Are— are you ok?"

There was genuine concern on her voice, that only enraged the High Queen even more. A vein appeared on her forehead as her head finally went back, she needed to concentrate… then Artoria saw it. A bunch of black, blueish mist started to erupt from Le Fae's body, going straight towards her crotch, concentrating there as the minutes passed. Morgan growled, clenching her teeth as her hands closed themselves even harder on Artoria's butt, using it as some sort of support for herself.

She panted, she cursed, she moaned, every single time said loop became even louder and louder as her magic circuits made themselves known, indicating the massive amount of magic she was using.

Come on… come on…

"G— GNHKT… !"

She thought at the same time as a small grunt escaped her throat, and then the truth of her actions finally revealed itself. The ruler of Camelot saw with absolute disbelief how her sister's pussy faded away completely, all the dark energy she had been conjuring condensed itself into flesh, tissue… and soon the shape made sense.

Schhleeeck~

The spell changed her genitalia into that of man… or more like…

"W… what… ?"

That of a monster's. Morgan had undoubtedly gained a penis, yes… but it wasn't that of a human male. As thick as that of an adult arm, if not thicker, the grotesque genital was crowned by a glans that had multiple sharp edges, the black phallus was covered in spheres that could only be described as boils. The Faerie of paradise let out a loud moan as her balls fell onto the bed, and a musky, revolting, nasty and manly scent started to emanate from her jewels and her newly gained abomination.

It had been almost six-thousand years since she last used such spell, and she honestly thought she would never use it again for as long as she lived… Morgan sighed as her dick rested against her sister's ass and her back, admiring the horrified expression of Lancer while also enjoying the softness of her sweaty skin on her dick.

Only then the Queen of the Faeries finally offered some explanation to what was happening, perhaps her dick wasn't as big as that of her husband's… but that didn't changed the fact that she wasn't limited by race, like him. She was, after all… the greatest witch to have ever lived in both past, present… and future.

"Surprised… Artoria?... are you scared… ? you should be. Every single time another Faerie of paradise appeared on the lands of Faerie Britain, she was found and brought to my castle to endure this. Had things went differently back then… Avalon Le Fae would've been the one under my Royal dick, not you… but it doesn't matter. Dying allowed me to enjoy the full pleasures of being Ritsuka's wife, and woman… and I'll forever be grateful because of it."

She spoke, with a tone that seemed to carry warmness and love in her heart, because she truly mean it. He was the reason Morgan was right here, right now, about to use her nasty, grotesque monstruous dick on the ass of her sister, fighting for Proper Human History so Ritsuka could recuperate everything that he lost… the reason as to why she fought so valiantly and arduously to protect humanity…

Because he was the only thing in this world, alongside Baobhan Sith, that made her feel alive. Ritsuka was her sun, her moon, her husband, her half, her love… her everything… and there was nothing, nothing, absolutely nothing she wouldn't do for him.

"M-Morgan! WAIT!"

Artoria screamed, genuinely terrified as she saw her sibling's tip starting to rub itself on her entrance, but to no avail, Le Fae didn't change her mind. Quite the contrary… her tongue came out, licking her lips slowly as she felt how the golden hair rubbed and tickled her pussy, the exquisite scent of vanilla coming from Pendragon's entrance and body made her testicles hurt in anticipation.

Her penis throbbed, and so did the white boils covering it. Wait… ? what kind of nonsense was that? It only solidified her determination and strengthened her resolve; Artoria truly needed correction, and she had plenty of hate and resentment to give, after all… she was now her property, just like everything else that Chaldea once had, servants included.

"Be silent, you pest."

Ordered the Queen as she accommodated herself, placing the tip of her monstruous member right in front of her sister's entrance. Artoria felt it; how the sharp, fleshy edges started to rub themselves against her labia as Morgan moved herself upwards and backwards, trying to grasp a feeling of the wet, female flesh and the golden hair rubbing themselves on her member, Morgan, while not having a particularly angry face, one could tell by just looking into her eyes that she wasn't happy.

That face… it send shivers down Artoria's spine.

"WAIT! WAIT! WAAAAAI— HYAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!"

Schhhlick~

As the grotesque, manly and revolting meat of the High Queen invaded the pristine, sacred folds of the Lion King, her voice turned into a more feral, primitive-like scream. Artoria's eyes opened with such force as they rolled backwards, it almost felt like they would end up behind her head. Tears started to fall down her cheeks instantly as she felt how her womb was attacked; in just that movement alone, Morgan reached so far inside her, the entrance to her sacred baby-room was pried open.

The white/blue-haired Berserker sighed, her reactions being the complete opposite of Pendragon, as the blonde screamed in pain, Le Fae felt nothing but relief at the sensation of her penis being brutally squeezed and embraced by the insides of Camelot's Ruler. Her boils sending waves of pleasure into her brain as they rubbed themselves eagerly on the wet, fleshy, warm walls that were her sister's pussy.

To be fully inside Artoria… now it all made sense as to why her husband loved this pussy so very much. And it made her even angrier. Instants passed more and more, as Mordred's "father" finally shut up, trying to gasp some air for her aching lungs, her face completely fell on the pillow after her sister fully sheathed her penis inside her body, the Faerie of Paradise licked her lips once again as she focused on the ass she was holding.

An exceptionally hairy, tight, and warm pussy… an amazingly big, fat, soft and smooth ass… and of course, a nice, naturally big and milky set of tits to pair… Artoria had it all, naturally while she had to carefully study her husband's interests in women, pry into his dreams, into his memories, and read his personal collection of erotic manga drawn by Osakabehime and the Jeanne sisters.

Artoria was gifted… while she had to work hard the entire time to be the Wife Ritsuka could be proud of. The more she thought about it, the more her hate grew.

"You… really are gifted, aren't you, Artoria… ? Aren't you?!"

She asked, with an obviously angry, annoyed tone as her cock throbbed shortly after, sending a wave of pleasure mixed with pain across Pendragon's insides. The King's tongue escaped her mouth as her older sister finally started to move: Morgan's legs were split, allowing for her balls to hang so they could openly hit the blonde's thighs every single time her hips clashed against hers.

Mordred's Father moaned the moment the cock went backwards, as Le Fae pushed her hip upwards, thrusting both strongly and heavily, a "plaf" could be heard across the darkness of the room, caused by Morgan's hip hitting her sister's ass, and her testicles hitting her thighs. It was just the beginning though.

"Hmngh— hmgnht… !"

Artoria felt it. She was truly feeling something she had never felt before. Lovemaking with Ritsuka was just as intense as this, but this was the complete opposite. The blue-eyed Faerie squinted her eyelids as her thrusting started to increase the speed, noticing the emotional spectrum surrounding her sister's soul with her Faerie eyes. Artoria was filled with pleasure, pain, uncertainty, a mix of happiness, sadness… and longing.

PLAF PLAF PLAF PLAF~

Just as the servant from the Sixth Lostbelt sank her nails into the flesh of King Arthur's ass, the servant from Pan-human history did the same as tears started to fall from her eyes, holding onto the bedsheets for dear life. She wouldn't scream, she wouldn't scream, she wouldn't give her the satisfaction of hearing her cry for mercy or anything of the sort.

Morgan's expression started to change from one of stoicism into one of anger as she felt pleasure as her boils were being squeezed by Artoria's insides. A bulge; her dick, appeared and disappeared constantly as she went in and out on the lower belly of Camelot's ruler. It was an amazing pussy, she had to admit it, she had to concede such truth; as the tip of her cock made its way through the green-eyed girl's womb, crushing it and rubbing itself on it…

"H-HMMMGNHT!"

Her heart started to pound more and more inside her chest, the last thrust she had just received being strong enough to defeat her knees. Artoria's hips fell onto the bed as Morgan fell above her, the entire weight of her body, her boobs, and her cock on Pendragon's back. The child of Uther and Igraine looked upwards to her older sibling's cold gaze, Morgan was frowning as Artoria's teeth sank into the pillow even more, how dared she… how dared she… how dared she… how dared she?!

"Stop crying Artoria… you're a heroic spirit in your middle thirties!"

And she was over 2000 years old. There was no comparison that could be made between the two, and she knew it. Lancer didn't expect Berserker's arm to go around her neck with an overwhelming strength, making sure to both hold and pin her in such position by enhancing her strength parameters with a magic spell.

"A-ACKH!"

She couldn't scream. Her hands left the bedsheets to go after her sister's forearm, trying to remove it from her neck as she felt her penis throbbing deeply inside her womb, the cold, thick, manly and nasty dick that was invading her sacred lands, her sacred place, her baby-room, a place that only Ritsuka had the privilege to visit whenever he pleased, she would gladly always answer his call for a quickie, for a kiss, for pampering, for anything.

Ritsuka was as warm as the sun, and Morgan was as cold as a Tundra.

Just as she thought that, her left eye opened as she felt something cold crossing her face. With a slow, exaggerated sound: the High Queen was now slowly licking her sibling's face, following and enjoying the tears that were coursing through her face until she reached her eye. A small blush of embarrassment appeared on the woman's face and so did her sister's… damn it all, even her freaking tears had a sweet, exquisite taste.

Her sister was gifted in everything, everything, everything, everything Artoria did shine like gold as if she was the freaking king Midas. Her heart and her judgment were being polluted, contaminated, infected by the endless animosity and disdain she inherited from her counterpart from Proper-human History. Tonelico wasn't being herself at all right now, despite truly developing some sense of camaraderie and sisterhood towards Artoria after Christmas…

Right now… all she wanted…

Was to make her suffer.

"Tighten up around me more, before I decide to break your neck"

She ordered, finally resuming the penetration after her balls started to hurt. Her hideous and heinous royal sperm wanted to be released, but she needed to hold on a little bit more. Morgan's hips went upwards before quickly falling down, fully drilling the womb of Artoria as she closed her fingers around her still struggling to try and break herself free, yet obeying the order at the same time.

The feeling of Morgan's tip twisting and hitting the walls of her pussy as she coursed through it, before finally stopping and hitting her womb was indescribable. It felt like a stab wound while not being one, if that even made sense at all. The boils, warts, whatever the heck those white balls spread across her cock were, made it all more bizarre and terrifying. The best way she could describe the feeling…

Was as if a wound was being healed and closing itself around a knife while the blade was still inside her body.

"Haff… haff… haff… That's it… that's it"

Tonelico muttered under her breath, with such passion yet disdain in her voice that it send shivers down her sibling's spine for the eleventh time that night. Morgan's lips closed themselves on Artoria's left ear, kissing and licking it gently while still penetrating her with such strength and force: now her hip was being pushed forward with the help of her legs, the sound her balls made as they hit her thighs was even louder and louder.

As if she was hitting her thighs with a barrage of slaps, although this time, it was just pure raw sex. Warm, wet saliva started to fell from Artoria's chin, staining Le Fae's arm as she continued to move herself up and down, more and more, adoring and enjoying the feeling of a pussy, of a woman being taken by her magnanimous monster of a shaft. This sensation was one she had almost forgotten, but it was nothing compared to the pleasures of marriage.

CLINCH CLINCH CLINCH~

The mattress began to creak under the pressure and power of her penetration. Even if she didn't wanted to, even if she was indeed trying to fight back, to rebel just like Mordred would, she couldn't. For some reason, Artoria started to feel weak. As Morgan's tongue went up and down on her ear, treating it as if it was an ice cream…

"HAH— HAAAHH!"

While her cock continued to pierce and invade her insides, she could've done a hundred things. She actually was thinking about a hundred ways in which to retaliate; using her head to hit Morgan's face, summoning Rhongomyniad to her aid to push her away with a burst of lighting, or even using a Mana-burst… but she couldn't. She felt weak, fragile, and she couldn't understand it, as the feeling of cold pleasure…

Of snow drowning her, crushing her, as her sister finally let go off her neck, to crush her head against the pillow using her tits, while the orgasm slowly yet surely grew closer and closer, Morgan couldn't help but smile, admiring the mix of emotions her annoying, brat of a younger sister was experiencing.

She should've done this a long time ago. Ritsuka would be proud, Ritsuka would be happy, Ritsuka would be pleased, her husband would praise her, she would spoil him. Millions of ideas and scenarios plagued Morgan's brain as her pounding increased its speed, intensity and brutality. The Ice Queen moved.

Plap, plap, plap, plap, sounded the ass-cheeks of the Lion King, being pounded and hit over and over again by the starving, never-ending lust of Faerie Britain's High Queen, and then it happened. Le Fae's cock throbbed wildly as the pain her testicles were going through increased, Morgan closed her eyelids as she arched her back, just a little bit more, she needed to hold on just, just, just a little bit more.

"HAAAH— HAAAH! I'M… CUMMING!"

She screamed, at the same time as Artoria let out a scream, muffled due to having her mouth stuffed by her own pillow, and the sweaty, massive tits of Morgan Le Fae on the back of her head, the Faerie repeated the action that left them in that position, with a little extra: she went backwards fully, taking her entire cock out of her sibling's inside as her orgasm sprayed the bed, before fully sheathing it back into her.

SQUISHHHHHHHHH~

SPLUUUUUUUUUURT~

Due to the fact that Artoria already was cumming when Morgan did this, the fact that she took her penis out of her only to thrust it fully inside her pussy caused her to have a second orgasm instantly, feeling the thickness and size of her Master's wife treating her like nothing but a good cocksleeve, the boils throbbed, her penis did so as well, her tip desperately rubbing itself against the back of her cervix… and then it happened. Morgan couldn't hold herself back anymore, unloading a massive, cold amount of thick, sticky and extremely nasty sperm on the King of Camelot's body.

The smell was just as bad as Ritsuka's, but it wasn't the same. Fujimaru Ritsuka was Fujimaru Ritsuka, and Morgan Le Fae was Morgan Le Fae, after all. But that didn't change the fact that she felt drowsy, dizzy as her belly started to increase in size while the moments, seconds, instants passed more and more.

A smile spread across the Royal's blue lips, as she felt the violent surge of her cursed semen going straight from her balls to her urethra, only to be stored by this variant of her sibling's inner chambers. Morgan let out a sigh of pure pleasure when she felt how the semen, too much to be contained, started to escape from Artoria's insides to the bedsheets.

All while the blonde, of course, stood completely still.

"Haah… haaah… its been… so many decades since the last time… I've felt this way…"

Spoke the white-haired lady, her voice sounding almost like a whisper, her temperament calmed down immensely, Artoria noticed, due to the fact that she started to feel her sibling's hands caressing her ass while rubbing their bodies over and over, the sweat being a lubricant more than qualified. Morgan's lips started to leave marks on her sibling's neck, it had been a wonderful experience, truly.

Although wonderful, yes… it was just a preliminary for what she truly wanted. Regaining part of her strength and composure, Lancer quickly noticed that once the semen finally stopped coming from her sister's body, her cock vanished without a trace, and so did the black magic. The golden antenna that was her ahoge moved itself slightly, as her head turned backwards. Was this it? That was all she wanted… ?

All things considered, it wasn't that—

It was only then that Morgan smiled, when their eyes met. Green clashed against Blue, as the Faerie of Paradise finally showed her true colors. A face of pure, unadulterated evil and wickedness. They both had the same thought, but while Pendragon was filled with fear and horror, Morgan was delighted.

"Why can't I move… is that what you're thinking, isn't it… Artoria?"

As those words escaped from the Albino's mouth, she slowly lifted herself from the bed, leaving the frozen body of her sibling to lay above it without a care in the world. The thought of Morgan simply leaving her after such an humiliation crossed her mind, but it was stupid. There was something else, something else in her sister's eyes that she couldn't decipher, and it terrified her. Yes.

Morgan Le Fae from the Sixth Lostbelt, and her Sister from Proper Human History couldn't be more different… but that was the catch. Morgan Ruler fused herself with Tonelico Le Fae, to create the being that was in front of her right now… so while still being completely separated entities, Tonelico inherited absolutely every single ounce of hate and evil that Morgan carried inside her heart.

That's why… she knew she was doomed the moment her actual sister's face was looking back at her, the face of a woman who had been completely devoured by her own darkness.

"You see… I asked you a question about the other Faeries of Paradise that came after me… you're right, but not completely… they're dead, that much is true… but I never said anything about an execution"

Just as those words left her mouth, another spell was casted silently; the same black mist that she used to summon her dick appeared on her hand… and then went to her back. Slowly yet surely the darkness condensed, extending itself across the beautiful, pristine yet sweaty body of Britain's Ice Ruler.

Flesh, tissue and muscles got formed, much to the blonde's horror… then the shape made itself clearer. A pink tail, attached directly to the back of Baobhan Sith's mother, with a tip that looked like some sort of vacuum.

No… it can't be—

Her mind connected the dots at that very moment, just as the white teeth of her older sister formed a smile. So she figured it out… didn't she… ? good. This would make things more interesting, even more so now that she saw how her soul was covered by the exquisite color of fear.

"Indeed, its what you're thinking… all my sisters souls; the Faeries of Paradise that came after me, ended up a part of me… I would've never been able to absorb you at your prime, thanks to that annoying Magic Resistance you have… but I already took care of it"

So that's why she wanted to have sex. That's why she felt so weak. That's why she couldn't even move a single finger. Artoria's body trembled, desperately trying to move as she saw how Morgan slowly started to walk towards the bed, fuse? Was she trying to imply that they would fuse… ? no. Fusion wasn't the same as absorption. If her words were true then—

Ssschlek~

The tip of the tail opened up, a gooey, sticky substance mimicking saliva oozed out of the inside, terrifying the blonde as her shocked gaze looked upwards. It was dark, yes… but she still could make some details; the entire walls of the structure were fleshy, covered in a weird, smelly substance. Morgan licked her lips one last time, admiring her sibling's face before letting out a gentle chuckle.

For Artoria, it was a nightmare… for her… ? it was like a dream come true.

"As that French Saint would say… Bon appétit"

"WAIT—"

The paralyzing effects wore off too late. Artoria screamed as she felt the upper part of her body being covered by Morgan's pink tail. The later let out a laugh as the vacuum covered her sister's body from her head, to just a little bit above her shoulders. She would've gone even further if it wasn't for the sheer size of Artoria's tits blocking her, but it was alright. It was more than enough, after all, she wouldn't be able to move.

Pendragon on the other hand gagged as the smelly, gooey fleshy insides of her sister blocked passage from her view, welcoming her into a dark cavern that she couldn't escape from. Artoria moved her arms, she kicked around, trying to free herself but all she caused was for the suction process to finally start at once.

Chup… chup…

The tail started to contract itself around the blonde's body, just as she let out a moan, feeling herself being lifted from the bed thanks to Morgan's strength. The Faerie moaned a little bit as her sibling screamed, admiring how her ass-cheeks started to move up and down due to Lancer's wild movements. Artoria's legs and arms were trying to free her from Le Fae's new organ, just as she started to slowly yet surely pull her inside the tail.

But it was taking a toll on Morgan. She required a lot of strength to pull the Lion King's entire body every single time, and now she needed an even extra boost due to how big her tits were. The entrance started to coil and close itself around the woman's chest, taking more and more of her upper body inside her as another scream escaped from Artoria's throat.

This couldn't be real— this couldn't be happening, it had to be a nightmare.

"I HATE THIS! STOP THIS AT ONCE, MORGAN!"

She growled back, moving her head from left to right, struggling in an effort to break free, if she could touch the floor then she might, she might be able to do something, perhaps jump backwards and free herself from that thing's grasp. The Blue eyed Faerie looked at her tail as it slowly started to pull the entirety of her sister's tits inside her, her face changing from joy into her usual, cold stoic expression.

"I'm well aware you don't like this, but it is futile. The way things are going, you'll become another part of me. Just entrust your whole being to me, Artoria"

Chup… chup… chup!

Not a single bit of mercy was left to be found in the blackened heart of Ritsuka Fujimaru's wife, as another scream escaped her sibling's face, feeling how her precious body was being pulled with even more strength into her sister's tail. Artoria saw and felt her breasts being fully pulled inside, terrifying her as the goo started to cover her body and part of her torso, how much of her was inside of Morgan now?

All that was left were her hip and legs.

I need to get out of here NOW!

Thought the knight, perhaps having her arms would be an advantage. She tried to use her elbows to hit the walls surrounding her, thinking it might loosen the grip Le Fae had on her, but it did the complete opposite. Morgan felt a little bit of pain, grabbing her stomach as the arms of her sister continued to hit her in a quick motion, despite not having her hands free yet, she couldn't allow this foolishness to continue.

"That does it. I'll tighten it up now."

"What?!"

The sucker that was the tip of Le Fae's new organ seemed to close around King Arthur's body, just like a snake coiling around its victim, restraining her movements even more. Artoria gritted her teeth, feeling her body barely able to move except for her legs right now, the Witch of Faerie Britain put her hands behind her head, her nipples were starting to ooze milk, her genitalia was soaking itself on her juices, and her clit started to ache.

She needed the assistance of her husband, but as much as she hated it, she would have to deny her Royal Body the satisfaction of a night of passion… at least until she was completed.

That didn't mean she couldn't enjoy the view reflecting itself on the mirror her sister had on her bedroom, though. Her breathing became more paused as a red tint spread itself across her face. Artoria let out another scream while she felt her body being sucked upwards more and more, her brain, her consciousness was starting to fail. This smell… it was just as revolting as her semen, no… it was even worse.

It almost felt like she could puke.

"Haaah~… there we go… "

Spoke the High Queen when she finally felt her tail managing to overpower her sister's big, fat ass. No matter how big and powerful Artoria's ass was, Morgan was even stronger. A moan escaped the King's lips once again when she noticed that all that was left outside her sister's body were her legs, and even then, they were being sucked even faster and harder. Despite having her arms with her, she couldn't move them. She couldn't even use her fingernails to claw her way out, it was too tight.

Too strong.

"No… no! NO NO NO NO NO!"

Yes, yes, yes yes yes. Hearing her voice filled with despair almost pushed the Faerie to an orgasm, but it didn't quite satisfy her. Artoria would've kept screaming if it wasn't because something else happened… her mouth was suddenly filled with something. Something muscular forced its way into her mouth, and her brain instantly recognized what was happening… it was a tongue. The insider walls of Morgan's tail, as it kept sucking her sister's entire body inside her, started to grew tongues all over her body.

A long, pleasure-filled sigh escaped Baobhan Sith's mother as her mouth got filled by the overwhelmingly sweet flavor of her sister's taste. Yes… even her tail had a sense of taste, connected to her mouth, and it was just what she had been looking for. The blonde screamed and kicked as she tried to bite back, but it was futile. Just because it possessed a sense of taste, didn't mean it possessed a sense of pain.

"Hmng— HMMMNHT!!"

It kept digging into her. The last thing that were left for Morgan to swallow were Artoria's feets, and even they were being sucked slowly yet surely inside her body. Lancer closed her eyes as she felt her sense of smell, her brain, being invaded by the horrible stench coming from her sibling's tail as the tongues continued to treat her body like a candy. They were relentless, each of them going at their own pace, adoring and savoring every single place she could find.

Le Fae moaned as the blush on her face intensified more and more, the moment she felt how the tongues inside her tail now concentrated themselves on the erogenous zones of King Arthur. They were licking her ass-cheeks, invading her inverted nipples… and even enjoying her pussy and her anus.

"Haaah~... such an impressive vanilla-like flavor… the more I taste you, Artoria, the more I understand my husband… "

The Queen walked around her tail, observing and admiring how even despite being in such an horrible situation, Artoria's legs kept moving, trying to get out. A small drop of saliva fell from Morgan's mouth as she felt how the tongue that was tasting Artoria's butthole got deeper inside her rectum, right as the tongue that invaded the blonde's mouth got way past her mouth deeper inside her throat.

Ritsuka was right indeed… her sister's asshole was very fleshy and delicious… no wonder he adored to give Rimjobs to every single female in Chaldea, especially her, his beloved Wife. Oh, it would be great to enjoy a night of passion with him once this ended~ This night would be their magnum opus.

However… as much as she would've loved to continue humiliating and tasting her sister's body, the night while still being young, wasn't eternal… so it was time to finish this. Morgan closed her eyelids as her fingers snapped, causing all the tongues she had summoned to enjoy the King to retreat into nothingness, finally returning Artoria's ability to speech. Mordred's father panted heavily as her nose breathed in and out more desperately, she was feeling sleepier and sleepier, her body and mind were both exhausted after all the action she had gone through…

Not only her, but Morgan had enough as well.

"I've had enough… at long last, the time to swallow my feast has arrived… "

"KGHT! NO!"

Feeling and sensing how her feet were fully pulled and sucked into her terrified the blonde, as her head went downwards to look at the entrance of the sucker, it closed, leaving Artoria in nothing but darkness as she felt her body starting to be pulled upwards by the sucking. The Faerie smiled as the bulge that was her sister's body slowly yet surely started to made its way down her tail… slowly… slowly…

Just like a candy descending through a human's throat…

Then she stopped. Morgan gritted her teeth the moment the Lion King hit her back, the entrance that connected the tail to her stomach, and then sighed. Artoria screamed, yelled, kicked, moved around, but the walls only got tighter and tighter. The mother of Baobhan Sith squeezed her fists as sweat fell from her forehead.

This woman… she couldn't let her win. She was doing this for her husband… for her husband... for Ritsuka… !

"Stop… resisting… you… BRAT!"

GULP~

A sickening sound, a sound of digestion echoed through Artoria Pendragon Lancer's room as indeed, just as the Witch had always envisioned, she finally got pulled into her body. Morgan's belly bulged for a brief second, before it disappeared. Lancer looked around with pure horror, finding herself to be looking upwards to nothing… wait… was that… a ribcage… ?

Right as her mind started to process the reality of her situation, the Winter Witch panted heavily while her hand caressed her stomach… she was already starting to feel it. This burning desire, this pain and fire generating and growing inside her chest… the feeling every servant experienced on Chaldea, the power of Spiritual ascension.

It was working…

"MNGHT… ! AHHHHH!"

A moan escaped the blonde's body as she felt a foreign object invading her genitalia. Artoria looked down, even while still being in darkness, she could tell, although briefly, what was going on… and it was nightmarish. Were those… tentacles… ? This couldn't be— what kind of magic was this? What kind of monstruous craft did Morgan mastered over those 2000 years her kingdom lasted for her to be able to shapeshift the insides of her body like this. Another moan came as the fleshy shaft that was invading her pussy seemed to grow even thicker, wilder, thrusting inside her while a second one forced its way into her butthole.

She was being fucked by both sides, while Berserker finally seemed to cast-off her tail, returning back to her original, human-like form… she had no need for that organ anymore, now all she needed was for the process to be completed.

"HNGHT… HAAAH… MORGAN… !!! LET ME OUT!!!"

She yelled, trying to move her arms, but such resistance was met by another pair of tentacles coming from nowhere, holding her by her wrists just as they started to scroll down her arms, reaching for her tits so they could be pulled. Pendragon's tongue escaped from her mouth as another scream of pleasure erupted from her body, her energies were fading slowly, while a golden aura started to surround the body of Morgan Le Fae, who had a smile on her face.

Zzzzzap… zzzzap…

"Your determination is admirable, Artoria… yet your struggle is— Oh… "

She cut herself the moment a tingly feeling started to invade her. Berserker's smile widened as her cells, her spirit origin, her saint graph seemed to be resonating and acting all at the same time as Artoria's. Yes, this was it, this was it. The aura surrounding her started to increase as she, unable to resist her urges, started to masturbate herself; the Faerie's left hand went right after her clitoris, using both her middle and index fingers to squeeze it in an effort to please her lust and joy, while she took advantage of her nails to attack her right nipple.

As Morgan moaned, Artoria inside her body started to scream. What was this… ? it felt like her entire body was being burned… was she— was she being used as a material for an ascension? That was impossible, that was absolutely impossible. The movement of the tentacles that were pulling her breasts and attacking her holes became more monstruous, more devilish, more repulsive, causing for her voice to get louder and louder.

"HHNGHT… HAAHH! HAAAH!~"

Despite her cold and elegant nature, not even Morgan herself could be able to contain her moaning. Ritsuka had pleasured her countless of times, no doubt he was the best lover she had ever had and the only one she genuinely wanted to keep for the rest of eternity, but this feeling, this joy, this fire that she was experiencing… it was unique. Unique to herself. Unique to the sensation of absorbing someone else.

Unique to the feeling of forcibly taking a soul and adding it to her own existence, her strength was growing, her body was changing, and Artoria slowly yet surely kept screaming, not realizing her body was slowly disappearing.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

"MORGAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!!!!"

Both sisters screamed at the same time, what was gold became white. It wasn't painful, yes… but it was as if both of them had been set ablaze. Berserker ached her back as she let her voice escape her throat at full blast, while Artoria suffered another orgasm, her last orgasm before everything went dark… while for her older sister, everything turned into white as a sudden burst of mana occurred, with her as the epicenter of it all.

By the time the process had finally finished, Morgan fell on all fours, using her hands alongside her knees to stabilize herself in an effort to not fall right into the floor. She felt… different. Everything seemed different, yet she still felt as herself. The woman looked around, yes, this was Artoria's room— her room… then she stood up, admiring the results of her assimilation alongside her reflection.

Her physical appearance mostly remained the same, except for the fact that she had regained that stupid hair-antenna her sister had, and the tips of her hair, once blue, turned into a beautiful gold. Her left eye turned green, even her erogenous zones seemed to have changed as well; her bust increased its size, and her nipples became a mix of her and Artoria's.

They were inverted, yes, but not completely. Ritsuka could pull the tips out using his fingers if he so desired, she was sure he would love this, but…

"Hnght… !"

Just as she had predicted, it came with side effects. Morgan grabbed her stomach as a sensation of pain invaded her body… of course. Just as she had predicted, this wasn't permanent… not like she even wanted it to be permanent. Her eyelids squinted, looking at her beautiful face, she could almost see some features of her sister as well, the shape of her nose, and how her eyelashes, once black, were now white like her hair, just like how Artoria had blonde eyelashes, after absorbing her, Morgan's were white.

Gods… she felt like she wanted to puke.

Just as I expected… I can't absorb heroic spirits from Pan-human history…

Her own soul and body were trying to expel Artoria, even now. She had no time. How long would it last? One hour? Two? No. No. That was way too little time, way, way, way to little time. She needed someone else. Someone who could, even if just briefly, stabilize her fusion before she could finally go to her Husband's room and give him the night of his life. Morgan sighed as she tried to stand up, despite all her magnanimous power, her nature, this method of assimilation was meant exclusively for her to absorb Faeries of Paradise.

To try and consume someone else that wasn't a Faerie, let alone someone from Proper Human History, was the equivalent to drinking a bottle of poison… The wife of Chaldea's Master gritted her teeth, cursing her own situation even now.

There was only one candidate that could, and more certainly would be perfect to allow her fusion to last the four hours she required.

Lady Galahad…

The thought made her want to lick her lips at the idea. Oh, how much she had longed for the day where she could properly taste, enjoy and pleasure herself with Tam Lin Galahad's body. She had seen her husband's memories, she had seen them both be intimate and lovey-dovey in front of her very eyes, on her matrimonial bed, just as if Mashu was her husband's wife and not her… and she had wanted that. She desired to be in such place…

That's why… Galahad, who was a demi-servant herself, who was a living being, would be the perfect way to stabilize her fusion with Artoria and prevent her from ejecting her from her Spirit Origin just enough for her and her Husband to enjoy each other's company.

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-[Fragment 2: To Galahad, with Love]-

Mashu Kyrielight. The Shield of Chaldea; the defender of Humanity, the woman who once wielded the power of Galahad from the Round Table in order to ensure Proper human history would have a future during the Grand Orders… and Ritsuka Fujimaru's first servant. The Woman who loved him the most, to the point she considered him her heart.

Without Ritsuka, there was no Mashu. That's how deep her love for her Senpai was.

Many years ago, during February 14th, 2016, just one year after the Grand Orders started, she couldn't resist her emotions anymore. Mashu, Tam Lin Galahad declared her love towards Ritsuka Fujimaru Emiya Tohsaka, with such shame and embarrassment that almost made her faint right there, in front of his very eyes. Not only chocolate, her body and her eternal loyalty, but she also wanted to gift him everything she could. Her entire existence, her life, she wanted to enjoy spending them by his side, and Ritsuka, although a very shy yet happy young man, accepted them all with genuine love and gratitude.

He both loved and admired her completely as well, after all… what neither of them accounted for, was the presence of Nero Claudius Augustus Germanicus, clad in her beautiful Bride Outfit, she would never allow for Kyrielight to take a step above her. The Roman emperor interrupted the couple right as they were preparing themselves to have their first night of passion, and joined it without asking for permission. Mashu lost her virginity to Ritsuka that night, also receiving the privilege of being the woman who took his chastity from him…

The rest was history.

Morgan knew all of this, as her naked figure admired the delicacy that was her beloved, precious and exquisite Tam Lin Galahad. Mashu, the Demi-servant. Mashu, the woman from another time that once traveled with Tonelico. Mashu, the woman who Ritsuka needed to continue living, the candidate to be his third wife, and the person he trusted the most. The pinkette had a special place in her husband's heart, in his history as a Chaldean, as a defender of humanity… Mashu had been with him since the very beginning.

She would be with him until the end, and beyond that. There was no doubt about it… and as much as Morgan admired and respected the pure, innocent, beautiful love that there was between her Husband and her Knight… she couldn't deny her nature as the Winter Witch of Faerie Britain. She was a Tyrant. A Ruler. A monster. They all knew it and accepted her the way she was, with her ups and downs… despite her beloved's words…

Morgan wasn't a good person… she wasn't Tonelico. Not anymore.

Her hand went slowly yet gently towards Shielder's face, who had a calm, angelic-like expression in her sleep. Her cold touch made the girl tremble slightly, but didn't woke her up instantly. Le Fae's lips curved into a smile as memories from her time as Faerie Britain's Savior flooded into her mind, she still hadn't changed a little bit. Mashu was just as bright as ever… while Morgan was as dark as the night… no.

Even darker.

"My dear Galahad… wake up… Galahad…"

Berserker called out, having masked her altered appearance after assimilating her sibling so she wouldn't suspect anything. Mashu's eyelids moved slightly for a brief moment, before her tired, sleepy gaze finally laid on her Queen's smiling face. Her brain still was trying to process what was going on, so she barely moved, accustomed from many years to sleep naked… mostly because she used to share bed with Master years ago, before the excessive amount of servants wanting him made her change her mind, due to him requiring rest.

"To… Tonelico… san… ?"

Her voice dragged the words for a brief moment, clearly she was still trying to wake herself up. Such cute reaction, Morgan thought, as her hand slowly started to slide itself into the bedsheets, wanting to fully touch and enjoy the soft skin of her knight; like a snake moving through grass, it made its way right towards the crotch of the purple-eyed woman. Direct contact with the cold skin of her ruler managed to fully wake up Kyrielight, shocked and embarrassed the moment she realized what her Queen wanted.

Tonelico— Morgan wanted to satiate her lust… with her? Just the two of them, without Senpai? That was both unexpected and unheard of, many times they've joined forced to take down in unison the lust of Chaldea's Master, but as far as Mashu was aware, Morgan had never interacted sexually on her own with any of his many lovers.

Once her index and middle finger finally made contact with Shielder's hairy labia majora, her mind woke up fully due to the pleasure, and the cold skin touching her own. In the middle of nothingness, the blue eyes of the High Queen seemed to shine with delight the moment she realized a shiver ran down her Knight's spine, her Faerie eyes showing her the fear and shyness she was going through right now, made her all the more tantalizing and appetizing in her eyes.

"Galahad…"

"W-wait!"

She didn't. How could she, when she had such an exquisite plate right in front of her, waiting to be tasted? Morgan's fingers opened and closed the woman's folds, taking her sweet time in rubbing them up and down as well to travel across her soft, yet hairy lands as her body fell above hers, like a prison. Mashu felt the entire weight of her Queen's body, and how her nipples pressed against her own, connecting each other perfectly. Shielder arched her back with a moan the second she noticed how Berserker sank her teeth into her body, realizing what it meant.

Not only was Morgan leaving a hickey on her skin… she was imprinting a kiss on it as well. A mark of ownership, like those she loved to leave on Senpai's skin every single day whenever she had the chance. Tam Lin Galahad gritted her teeth as she felt how the wet, yet cold tongue moved around the small patch of skin her mouth captured, licking it while the lips of the Royal woman continued to kiss her.

Morgan moved herself from left to right, the sweat causing their boobs to rub each other effortlessly, while there wasn't much pleasure to be drawn from rubbing their nipples, it was more than enough. After all… when you pill enough Grains of sand, mountains were made. Mashu's fingers closed themselves around her neck instinctively, Le Fae slowly started to move her hand with more intensity, admiring the beautiful voice of her knight.

"A-ahhhhh!"

Right as she continued to slowly soaking her hand with Galahad's pussy juices, the Witch couldn't help but notice how lewd Mashu's body truly was. She had changed a lot over the years due to her love for her husband, comparing it to how she was before meeting him. It all started many, many years ago on February 14th, 2016. One year after the Grand Orders started, the pink-haired girl not only offered the chocolate she had baked with such love and anticipation to her Master… but everything else.

Her mind. Her body. Her Loyalty. Her heart. Her soul. Anything Ritsuka could ever ask for, Mashu offered it to him… simply because she genuinely loved him, from the bottom of her heart, and she couldn't imagine a life where he wasn't by her side. There was nothing she could ever want other than being with him, to be a shoulder for him to cry and lean on, someone to trust. Someone to love. A pillar in his life, to share their strengths and weaknesses with each other, to spend every single moment living life together…

That's all Mashu wanted, and Ritsuka accepted, because he had grown to love her as well. That night, right before they could consummate their bond, none other than Rome's emperor, Nero Claudius Augustus Germanicus, invaded the Master's room clad in her wedding dress, not willing to let Shielder go further than her. That's how things came to be… and how, unwillingly, their first time together became a Threesome with the green-eyed blonde.

Mashu had the privilege of taking Ritsuka's Chastity, and to give him her Hymen well. Ever since that day, they couldn't get enough of the other's body. Every moment they could find to be alone, they used it to intimate and melt into each other's embrace… with every day, her breasts became bigger and milkier, her ass became fatter and softer, her pussy became tighter and lewder, and her asshole sucked him harder and deeper, just like her mouth.

Mashu changed completely… all because she couldn't get enough of her Senpai's love. Morgan knew this, thanks to having violated her and Ritsuka's privacy without knowledge or consent, invading their memories in order to know the full story behind the man she was marrying. How could she not admire such pure, passionate love between two youngsters? She consented it. She accepted it. She encouraged Galahad to keep pursuing her own feelings despite him being her Husband now…

Because there was no "Mashu Kyrielight" without "Ritsuka Fujimaru". They were an item. As much as there couldn't be "Morgan Le Fae" without "Ritsuka Fujimaru", she acknowledged the fact that Galahad got here first… and as a Queen, as her Husband's Wife, she recognized it, and would always support her beloved's happiness…

Because that was the way of her Britain, after all.

The way of Morgan Le Fae.

Sluuuuuuurp~

Her tongue started to descend slowly yet surely from the girl's neck. Mashu opened her mouth as her head went backwards, moving it against the pillow while her fingers continued to caress her Queen's nape, soon enough however, Morgan reached her cleavage. Her breasts had grown quite a lot, considerably due to the many years of paizuris and the constant breastfeeding from her beloved, spoiled and hopeless Husband. It was a source of pride for both of them: for Mashu, because she was happy her Senpai considered her so attractive… for Morgan, because she adored the determination her Husband had in molding Mashu to fit his tastes, and the pinkette's devotion in fulfilling said requirements.

Now, however… it was her turn to savor the fruits of his labor.

"H-HYAAAAH! TONELICO-SAN!"

Oh… that felt good. That felt really good, Morgan thought, as her teeth sank into Shielder's left nipple. Her mouth opened up fully, allowing the pink button to enter inside; her tongue went into circles immediately, right as her teeth pressed themselves on the flesh, causing the milk to spurt out both immediately and with force, it surprised Morgan. As far as she remembered, Mashu had been milked the day before by her husband, so this was unexpected. She required just one day without attention to refill her tits this much?... amazing. The warm, sweet and exquisite grape-flavored liquid had an amazing taste. Mashu's breathing started to increase as her chest went upwards.

"P-please! Not so roughly!"

Looking down at her own bust, all she could see was the white hair of her ruler and former friend, Morgan's head went backwards causing her to pull the entire breast, the woman writhed in pleasure as her body moved from left to right, causing Artoria's sibling to frown. Her tongue pressed itself against the nipple just as her hand moved with more intensity; now her fingers, while still being focused on masturbating her labia majora, added in her thumb so it could press and toy around with her clit.

It was hard, Morgan noted, as her head went upwards so their gazes could meet. Mashu was already starting to gain a face of shock. Was she struggling? Was she being overwhelmed? Berserker couldn't help but smile, while still having her mouth stuffed with Galahad's breast, as her hands continued their work, the Demi-servant couldn't help but lose herself in the blue gaze of her Ruler.

It was as if she was asking, right as she continued to suck the milk out of her, treating her like a mere toy to satiate her lust, "What are you doing?" and the Witch, using her Faerie eyes, knew all too well what she was feeling and thinking, to the point it was laughable. Just based on her eyes alone, always calm, always dominant, always possessive, Kyrielight knew the answer, right as she felt how the cold fingers let go off her entrance, to fully invade her insides.

I'm doing what I want to.

Gulp… gulp… gulp

Just like any proper Queen would do. Mashu moaned again as she felt and heard how Morgan started to drink her milk straight from her left breast, while her right hand continued to tease and play with the other nipple, pulling it upwards so it could spray milk similar to a volcano, her cold fingers started to explore and toy around the insides of her pussy, the Tyrant would be lying if she said she wasn't excited about the idea.

This would be her first time fingering and properly teasing Galahad's pussy… so she needed to make this special. Mashu waved her head from left to right wildly as the fingering finally started, Ritsuka always knew where to touch her, she even told him herself after she discovered it, but Morgan didn't need to be taught. She stole her memories, so she knew where was her G-spot and how much she needed to abuse it to drive her mad.

"Hmmmm… your taste is really special, Sir Galahad… as expected of one of my Tam Lins…"

Mashu's lip trembled the moment her Queen's hand went to her head again, not caring at all about the fact that her palm and fingers were covered by the milk of her breast. Hearing and seeing her pant so heavily made her dark, evil heart flutter. Her fingers moved themselves, pulling away some wild strands of hair from her face so she could continue to admire her precious expression.

Yes… just like that… just like how she demanded for Ritsuka to give her everything, from his cute expressions, to all his possessions, his original lover had to do the same. That was the duty of a good Knight. The Fairy let out a laugh as her she finally let go off the woman's tits, before she started to leave a trail of kisses.

Chu… chu… chu

Butterfly kisses. Gentle, sweet, loving and adorable kisses, like those a child would give to his mother's cheek. Those were the kind of kisses one would use to tease someone, and teasing Galahad, she was. Slightly pushing her pleasure more and more, tempering with her arousal, yet not fully licking nor pleasing her either. The blue trail finally reached the woman's Belly Button, should she… ? yes.

Yes she should.

"A-ahhhh!"

It wasn't something Mashu were expecting. To see and feel the cold tongue of Morgan Le Fae caress her belly and treating it like it was ice-cream. This… it was her first time being focused on by a woman. How could she react? What could she say? Mashu's mind was going overboard as the tongue continued to play with her belly, slowly, gently, this wasn't any woman either… this was her friend. This was Queen Morgan… Tonelico the savior who she had spent so many years with back in Faerie Britain. No matter how much she tried to, no matter how much effort she put into, she couldn't separate her former friend from the woman who, right now, was preparing herself to eat out her pussy.

It wasn't hard either. Morgan's fingers continued their movements the entire time she had been kissing her knight's body, her legs opened up on their own, without the need of any command. This was Mashu's slutty nature acting up, the nature Ritsuka, her husband, slowly but surely crafted inside her soul. Morgan admired the work of art that was Tam Lin Galahad's pussy… clad in a beautiful amount of pink hair, usually hiding away the entrance to her sacred lands.

Her face got closer and closer, causing Shielder to close her eyelids and clench her feet, thinking the cunnilingus would finally begin. Instead, however, Morgan pulled her fingers out of her, admiring the sweet, soaked honey that covered her entire palm. As expected of her Knight, her pussy was extremely sensitive, it was a miracle she hadn't reached the orgasm yet… no, not quite.

She didn't allow her to reach it.

Morgan's nose got closer to her fingers, right under the shy purple-eyed girl, she made sure to show her how her tongue went from her palm towards the tip of her fingers. Such lewd sight… it caused her to blush even harder. How… how could she do such thing… ?!

"Haaaah~ hah hah hah~ such a nice smell and flavor you have, Sir Galahad… no wonder my Husband can't get enough of this…"

"P-PLEASE DON'T SAY SUCH THING!"

She shouted instantly, refusing to accept such compliment from anyone but her Senpai. Her faithfulness was admirable as always… but unnecessary right now. This was a test for Galahad's body and a double test for Morgan to see how far she could go as a Ruler… and how much she could conquer someone else.

"It's rude to reject your Queen's compliments, Galahad… regardless of your insolence, I shall forgive it… and give you the royal treatment you so desperately deserve."

SLUUUURP SLUUURP SLUUURP SLUUUURP~

There was nothing else that could be said. Whether it was because of Morgan already wanting to speed things up, or because Mashu's denial and constant refusal to give in finally managed to make her angry, she decided to go for it. No prior preparation. No warnings. Simply put; she sank her mouth into the girl's crotch, kissing her like there was no end to it, and started to lick.

Morgan's lips clashed against Mashu's labia majora, her tongue pressed itself hardly against her labia minora, and then it went up and down, firstly she focused on the urethra, moving her tongue against the small hole in order to enjoy her even more, she pressed it down, attacked it from below, and then her tongue went in circles around the entire area.

"G-GYAAAHHHHHHH! AHHHHHH~"

That was the kind of reactions a Queen like her deserved to witness. Le Fae felt the surge of pride and happiness invading her spirit just as Kyrielight felt pleasure and shame building up inside her body, as her monarch continued to eat her out. It was cold. It was freaking cold. Whenever Senpai gave her a cunnilingus, his tongue went as deeply as it could.

It moved around, warmly, lovingly, allowing her to feel the embrace and desire of his mouth based solely on his thirst… but while she could indeed feel how hungry her Queen was for her pussy, the coldness of her saliva, lips, mouth and tongue mixed up with the fact that she was teasing her so badly, it felt so… unique.

Refreshing… but eerie.

The albino seemed to notice how her Knight stopped paying attention to her actions. That was good… while her tongue continued to bully and abuse the pussy of her victim, she let go off her crotch before looking at her butthole.

Now…

When she finally decided to resume her oral attack, she added something else. Tears escaped from Tam Lin Galahad's eyes as not only her ruler's tongue, but her finger invaded her ass. None other than her middle finger, going as far as it could before it finally started to move around, exploring, caressing and rubbing its tip against Shielder's rectum. Mashu tried to breathe. She tried to speak… but she couldn't.

Instead her voice came out. Louder, louder. Morgan's finger moved more, reaching even deeper and deeper as time continued, the Faerie pulled it backwards while her tongue invaded the insides of Galahad's pussy once again, licking it wildly and more strongly. Surely this would push her to the orgasm, wouldn't it? Why was she complaining anyway? Her Husband's cock was far, far bigger and thicker than a finger, and Ritsuka had already trained her ass to the limit.

SLURP SLURP SLUUUURP~

Morgan's tongue started to go even further. That was the thing though, what she couldn't understand: yes, Mashu was no saint anymore. She had been intimate with Fujimaru for years, but that wasn't what prevented her from fully letting go off her inhibitions and give in to the Queen's mouth, right as both her hands played with her clit and butthole at the same time. The problem was…

It was a woman… and even more than that. It was Morgan.

The Queen wouldn't have a no for an answer though. The pink-haired girl knew this as her nipples continued to ooze milk and her breath to escape her lips, the orgasm was growing closer and closer. Morgan was going all out when it came to pleasuring her, and there was nothing she could do to stop it. That's when a second finger got forced inside her butthole, Morgan's hands moved with the mastery of a puppeteer, ensuring that her knight felt every single movement and sensation multiplied by three.

Her tongue. Her lips. Her fingers.

They all contributed in taking Mashu to the orgasm, as much as she wanted to deny it, as much as she wanted to hold on, as much as she wanted to think about her beloved Senpai, she couldn't. She came, with only her queen, her friend, Tonelico in her mind.

SQUISHHHHHHHH~

"AHHHHHH!"

"Hmmmm~"

The orgasm came with a scream. One that the Faerie of Paradise decided to ignore completely in favor of focusing her mind in tasting Galahad's flavor. The delicious, warm and exquisite liquid fell inside her mouth, through her throat, and ended up right in her stomach… just like her Husband's sperm, Galahad's honey was filled with mana. It empowered, pleased and made Morgan feel pride not only in herself, but her Tam Lin as well.

Her hands let go off her genitalia so she could calmly and lovingly pat her thighs, as a way to support and encourage her to keep cumming as much as she wanted to. By the time Mashu was finally stopped, Le Fae finally let go off her crotch to take a good look at her body, and her aspect wasn't… the best.

Her hair was a mess, and so was her face; soaked in sweat, tears, and even her breasts had mixed up her sweat and milk seamlessly. If one paid close attention, you could even hear her heart. Its was strange though, considering everything she had seen on her memories, she should have more than enough stamina by this point…

Maybe… the shame took a toll on her endurance? It was the only explanation she could find. In her current state, however, she wouldn't be that much interesting to fuck, as sad as it was to admit it, she would have to cut her plans short for the night… rather than give her the full treatment like she did to Artoria, Baobhan's Mother would have to skip one step and trust her instincts and the lack of energy Galahad was going through right now.

Very well then.

She thought, smiling as her fingers snapped, taking away the illusionary spell she was wearing to cover up her appearance, and also to cast her dark magic again in order to recuperate her tail. Mashu opened her eyes slightly as she felt the sudden surge of mana coming from her Ruler, turning around wanting to face her and demand both an explanation… instead, what she got was the waist of her friend covered in black mist, alongside her altered physique.

It reminded her greatly of… Artoria, for some reason.

"Morgan-san… ? what's happening to you?"

Hearing that question seemed to trigger something inside the Faerie. That was none other than her own sadistic vein. One could hear the innocence in Galahad's question as clear as day, and it turned her on to no end. Morgan licked her lips as the shadows covered her eyes, allowing Kyrielight to witness the greenish left eye of her friend, her white-eyelashes… and the structure that was forming itself attached to her back.

The Ruler of Faerie Camelot let out a moan of delight when she felt her tail finally returning to her. As much as she would've loved to actually penetrate and take over the pussy of Tam Lin Galahad, it would have to wait for another time in the near future. Right now she required her stabilizer, her Saint Graph felt like it could split at any second, her body even now, even now was begging her to expel Artoria's existence out of her.

That's why she opened the tip of her tail immediately, licking her lips as she admired the expression on Mashu Kyrielight's face, trying to comprehend what she was looking at, or what was going on.

"H-huh… ?!"

"Come to me, Sir Galahad"

Right as she said that, the sucker came down on Mashu's body, completely enveloping the upper part of Shielder's body up to her shoulders. What… what kind of monstrosity was this?! Quickly falling victim to both the gooey substance of its walls and the putrid smell it had, Mashu felt dizzy. Her hands went upwards in an effort to try and pry it open so she could escape, causing Morgan to tighten its grip and lift her up slowly.

Luckily, Mashu as a Demi-servant was weaker after an orgasm, despite the fact that the lost of Mana she just experienced wouldn't be as effective as it was with Artoria… no matter. Her body wasn't as busty as her sister's either, so pulling her inside her stomach would be way easier. A scream escaped Ritsuka's first servant as she closed one eye, feeling how part of the goo soaked and dirtied her face.

This stench… it reminded him so much of Senpai's semen, but somehow it was different. Way worse, and not in a good sense. It made her want to puke the meal madame Beni-enma cooked for her during dinner time.

"T-TONELICO-SAN! WAIT! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"

She screamed, feeling how her feet couldn't land on anything, precisely because Morgan lifted her into the air. Morgan crossed her arms under her breasts as the sucking continued, admiring how her Knight's tits and butt moved wildly with each of her movements. Resistance was futile though. Her fate was sealed, for the next couple of hours she would be nothing but a part of her existence, and the idea excited her more than it should.

Mashu… her beloved friend… one of Tonelico's first Tam Lins… she was being forcibly taken into her body to serve as a stabilizer for her and Artoria's essences, against her will. Oh, the idea was so delicious she couldn't help but moan at the thought. Watching her scream as the grip squeezed her body even more and more…

Chup… chup… chup~

Perhaps she could add some spiciness to the matter and tell her the truth, if only just because she wanted to hear her reactions. Oh, maybe add some lies as well? Yes, yes, that would be wonderful. The corners of her lips curved into a smile as her hands extended, caressing the left ass-cheek of her knight as her tail continued to suck her upwards.

"Why… I'm absorbing you Sir Galahad. Right before I visited you, I did the same to Artoria's Lancer counterpart… do you understand what I'm saying… ? you will become a part of me. Forever."

A laugh escaped her lips at that very exact same moment, adding a layer of false truth to her statement, right as the reality and horror of her situation sank deep into Mashu's soul. What… ? what… ? What?

Her… a part of Tonelico… Forever? She would never be her own entity again? Would she even be able to think? Have consciousness? Memories… ? she would never…

See senpai again… ?

The thought alone seemed to trigger something inside her. She would never see his smiling face whenever they met, whenever he was happy, whenever he ate something he liked. She would never have the privilege of feeding him something she made with all the care in the world, thinking about him the entire time, nor hear him compliment her cooking or the taste of her chocolate every Valentine's day. Never again would his arms embrace her body nor his lips touch her own in a gentle, loving kiss filled with the pureness of their mutual love and desire.

Never again would she… hear his voice… saying her name…

Nor hold his hand.

"NO!! SENPAI!!!!"

She shouted, immediately trying to move and kick away with a furious scream. Senpai, senpai, senpai, Ritsuka needed her. His safety, their bond, everything that they've built over the last decade since he arrived at Chaldea on 2015 was at risk right now. Mashu screamed as her legs moved, reaching high enough to kick Morgan's tail as the sucking continued, her elbows hit the muscles around the walls as the Faerie of Paradise continued to smile, she continued over and over again.

Just as expected of Galahad… her desire to remain by Ritsuka's side overwhelmed and empowered her unlike anything. Whether it was the destruction of humanity, Chaldea, the planet, their civilization… none of it truly mattered in the end, for as long as she had her Senpai, her heart, her Ritsuka, she would be alright. Everything and anywhere could be home, heaven… as long as he was by her side.

That's exactly why Morgan decided to press her buttons even more, as cruel as it was, that despair felt exquisite. These were the benefits of being a liar, to hear Mashu scream and shout as she felt her body being sucked even deeper inside her tail, her ass-cheeks moved up and down, trembling like jelly as the goo helped her slide further even more.

"Don't worry, Galahad… I'll make sure to make good use of your body"

"G-GYAAAAGH!"

One last scream escaped the lips of Mashu Kyrielight as she continued to struggle, trying to defy her fate as she felt her legs finally ceasing any kind of movement, the grip Morgan's tail had on her increased as her feet were dragged into her, with a sound all too similar to that of a throat swallowing something. The white-haired berserker let out a loud moan as she felt the body of her beloved Knight and friend descending through her tail, slowly yet surely she ended up in her back, before being forced into her stomach.

Mashu tried to move herself instantly, being conscious the entire time, she felt herself fall into the void with a scream after coursing what seemed to be some sort of fleshy ring, the entrance to Tonelico's stomach, more than likely. Before she could do or think something else, her wrists and ankles were immobilized. Shielder's face went both upwards and backwards frantically, as she tried to break free from what her skin instantly identified as some sort of… fleshy ropes. Anything could be broken with enough force, and she had plenty to spare.

"HNNNGHT!!!!"

Her eyelids closed as she tried to pull her arms, Morgan, who had already casted off her tail, sat on her Knight's bed right as she felt her still trying to resist until the very end. Unable to contain a smile as she dragged the bedsheets to her face, in order to enjoy the natural smell of Shielder's skin, that's good… that's the determination Le Fae admired her for. That's why she was one of her Tam Lins, after all.

She couldn't be more proud.

"It is futile, Galahad… there's no way out anymore. It is for my husband's sake"

There was no reply from Mashu. Not a curse. Not a shout. No nothing. She wouldn't even call her name either, neither Tonelico or Morgan. The reason being, she couldn't afford to waste time on such thing. She needed to get out, she needed to warn Senpai, anyone so they could try and put Morgan down. She was a menace, if she absorbed Artoria, and now was trying to absorb her, what could happen if she absorbed more Servants? How strong would she be? No doubt she would gain access to their noble phantasms, perhaps even—

Scrshhhhh~

"Huh… ?!"

Her efforts ceased the moment she both heard and saw something else coming from the endless darkness that was her Queen's belly. A long, thick, grotesque looking tentacle made its way from the bottom of the black pit, ending up right below her genitalia, much to the pinkette's shock. It smell was putrid, its shape, revolting, its tip, way too similar to that of a dick, yet filled with small bristles.

That's the opening she needed. Her mouth was opened and ready to receive it down her throat, and inside her defenseless pussy.

"Open wide, Galahad."

"HMNGHT!!!"

It happened way too suddenly and almost instantly. Not only the tentacle forced its way down her throat, but also a pair seemed to come from the back to insert themselves inside her pussy and rectum. A muffled scream escaped Kyrielight's as she felt her body being invaded by wriggling movement of the long, smelly abominations. They felt just like a dick, just like a dick… but they were nowhere near as satisfying or fulfilling to take inside her as Ritsuka's penis.

She gagged as she felt the tentacle going deeper, reaching her stomach while the bristles surrounding its shape seemed to tickle her insides, right as that happened, tears escaped her eyes as her legs trembled the moment her insides were forced open by the other two tentacles that Morgan had summoned.

The Winter Witch on the outside, grabbed her nipples as the tight, warm, exquisite insides of her Knight were felt. Mashu tried to free herself again as her eyes rolled back, her back arched in an effort to do so, but the grip only increased its tightness. Another sigh escaped Berserker's lip, the penetration finally started.

It felt… bizarre. Horrible. This wasn't like sex. This wasn't lovemaking.

"Ahhh~… Oh, Galahad… my husband really did a great job with your body…"

Morgan's voice echoed through her belly, drilling Tam Lin Galahad's ears just as her tentacles were doing so. The position changed. Mashu felt her blood going straight to her head as she got flipped, allowing for an even better entrance to her butthole and pussy. A second scream escaped her mouth as she closed her eyelids, she felt like she could puke.

Her tongue moved itself, her mouth tried to close down, but it wasn't working. Morgan's tentacle receded a little bit, giving her the hope of being able to breathe again… and then got right back into her esophagus, right as she felt her ass being teared apart by the sheer strength, speed and force the other one was moving. The pinkette trembled as her pussy walls were constantly assaulted by the same cold, freezing sensation from before.

She felt like she was being buried under snow. Le Fae's breathing started to become more and more erratic. The tentacle that constantly went in and out of Mashu's pussy sending wave after wave of pleasure to her brain, she could feel it. How the tip continued to hit the entrance to her womb, over and over again, yet not daring to enter… not because she didn't wanted to, but because she respected her husband.

That place was Ritsuka's only… at least… for now.

"Haaah… haaah… Galahad… you're so warm… ~"

It was a compliment. A genuine one. Morgan arched her back, allowing the bedsheets to rest against her face while her hands started to travel across her body, her left hand going after her breast while the right one's fingers sank themselves on her own genitalia. Mashu's heart hit her ribcage with furious speed and intensity as the adrenaline continued to travel her veins, noticing how she was being moved.

Slowly yet surely, as the three tentacles continued to abuse her holes and her mouth, they dragged her towards the walls of her stomach. Unable to contain her joy, the Witch's tongue traveled across her lips, soon, very soon…

"H-HMMMNGHHHHT!"

It tore open. Almost like it was alive. Mashu felt her body being pulled against a mass of living, beating flesh as more of the tentacles imprisoned her arms, the ones that were attacking her melted themselves on it, and then it started to close, like a cocoon… yet not fully. She kept going, however, even as her movements got more and more restricted.

Morgan's pulse accelerated as well, feeling the sudden surge of Mana and power surrounding her, alongside the same electricity from before. It meant it was working. Tears started to stream down Mashu's face as she felt her power and forces diminish with every second, as the flesh that now had drowned and covered her body moved, squeezing and tightening up around her even more and more.

It was so… so cold. She was freezing… to the point it felt like she could die of hypothermia. Her pussy burned. Her Ass burned. She tried to speak, she tried to bite, but everything she could've done or tried to was used as an advantage, as a chance for Morgan's tentacles to fuck her body even harder, faster, rougher.

M-my body… I can't—

She couldn't free it. And much to her horror, she started to feel like she couldn't move it. The more she struggled, the more it squeezed her. The tentacle that was so violently assaulting her pussy started to throb first, then the second one, then third one on her mouth. Morgan gritted her teeth, sweating as the white aura from before surrounded her more and more, the fusion had already started, there was no way to stop it.

Her power was increasing. She could feel her mind slowly but surely being filled by Galahad's… by her memories. They were melting together. She was becoming a part of her existence, and it felt amazing. She could feel their bodies synchronize more and more as the orgasm drew closer and closer.

Morgan's fingers sank even deeper inside her womanhood, her fingernails did the same with her nipple as she gritted her teeth. Mashu's pussy started to burn, she could feel it, her body wanted to cum, she wanted to cum, she wanted to—

"MNGHT! AAAHHHH! I'M—"

This wasn't the attitude a Queen should take. She should be dignified. Elegant. But the fact that she was assimilating both Mashu's emotional spectrum and Artoria's into her, seemed to have awoken up and spiraled her emotions out of control. Not only she was about to orgasm, but Mashu as well. Galahad screamed, right as the cold flesh spread itself across her face, her neck, her forehead, it was covering her head.

"CUMMING!"

SPLUUUUUUUUURT~

ZAAAAAAAAAAAAP~

They both came together. The knight and her queen. The ruler of Faerie Britain squirted without a second thought, dirtying the bedsheets and part of the floor of Shielder's room, right as she felt her belly, rectum and womb being invaded by a cold, thick and gooey substance… she couldn't maintain her consciousness anymore. Right as her eyelids started to close, so did the flesh around her face, Morgan… Tonelico… was drowning her in darkness.

The last thing she could think of before completely disappearing, right as the tears continued to fall from her face, was the face of the man she loved the most, with her entire soul.

Senpai…

The moment she stopped sensing Galahad moving at all, was the moment where Morgan finally acted. Her body was covered in sweat, and it had changed again… the fusion had been an outstanding success. With a quick snap of her fingers, she summoned a mirror in order to admire the results and the changes of her appearance, causing her to blush at the view.

She had grown taller; apparently, just as she theorized, Tam Lin Galahad was the perfect stabilizer to her fusion with Artoria. Right now her stature had increased from 170CM to a perfect 200. Her hair had grown a little bit, giving her a bang with pink tips that covered her right eye just like hers, quite the contrast considering said eye was still blue, but her left was green like her sister's.

"Hm… interesting…"

She muttered, standing up and turning around to admire her physique. Not only she gained an extra 30 centimeters of height, her breasts and her ass had grown as well, more than likely she was just as busty as Tam Lin Gawain, maybe a little bit more… the idea filled her with delight. She had done it.

She was the number one now.

"Hehe~"

The fact that a small laugh escaped her lips was an absolute surprised even to herself, but she wouldn't pay it no mind. These feelings invading her heart… they were a mix of her love, Galahad's and Artoria's, after all. And she would embrace it for as long as the fusion lasted, it wouldn't be more than 4 hours, maybe 5 if she was lucky, but it was more than enough time to please her husband and give him the ride of his life.

With this new body… with this new appearance… she was sure her beloved would fall to her.

"Don't worry, my husband… your new, upgraded Wife is coming for you"

Berserker's voice tone, usually cold and devoid of emotion, was now filled with it. No doubt due to the influence of her absorbed harem compatriots. But it wasn't important, they would all be out of her body in due time…

Right now… all she wanted was her Husband.

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-[Fragment 3: A fair fight]-

Ritsuka Fujimaru's sleeping face was an embodiment of trust and peacefulness. At the very least, it was so now because, despite all the traumas and regrets he carried within his young, tortured soul after having taking away the right to live from so many worlds, Edmond Dantes and Abigail Williams continued to do their work in protecting his soul from nightmares, demons and outsider interventions that could damage his psyche.

That wasn't the only reason as to why he could, literally, sleep like a freaking baby. It all cemented itself on a key word. Trust. After everything they had gone through, and all the love she had shown him, Ritsuka trusted Morgan with his life. He trusted her to a point he decided to marry her, despite all the fear and panic she sometimes triggered in his very being, in time, he truly started to love and appreciate her for who she was.

She improved his life, all because of her love for him. So for someone like Ritsuka, who desperately wanted to go back home and reunite himself with his parents, his aunts, and see his twin sister safe and sound again… to be in his wife's arms was like a shelter. A safe heaven, it truly made him feel like he was home.

Morgan was his home. His wife. His life. His better-half. His soulmate. His destiny. His safe heaven.

And thanks to her faerie eyes, she knew it. That's why the moment she finally entered their matrimonial chambers, she casted Thoughtform away, there was no need for a clone anymore. Her naked, sweaty yet busty, pristine royal figure walked towards the bed slowly, admiring the beauty of her one and only. Just looking at him caused her to experience a ticklish feeling inside her tummy and her heart; what those from Pan-human History called butterflies. A sensation she was familiar with, yes…

But thanks to assimilating Mashu and Artoria, she experienced them with much more force. Her cheeks reddened just by looking at him, and the fact that she was completely naked as well, but regardless of their influence, she was still the High Queen. There was no shame in her body; only pride. Pride in being Ritsuka's object of admiration, devotion, lust and love.

"My husband… wake up… Husband… "

Her hand reached to his face as her body slowly got on the bed by his side, Le Fae's arms extended around his shoulders, pulling his warm, manly figure towards her cleavage in order to feel him way closer to her heart. A sigh escaped Le Fae's lips as she felt his warm breath hitting her body, the man seemed to move a little bit, his eyelids did so as well… good, he was waking up indeed… but just because she loved him she would pamper him a little bit more.

"My husband… come on… pay attention to your wife…"

She muttered as low as possible, Ritsuka felt his wife's hand and sweet, soothing voice guiding him through darkness as his eyelids moved a little bit more, while it wasn't that common for Morgan to wake him up in the middle of the night, he could never get angry. Not with her; her arms seemed to move around his back, caressing it and pushing his head into her embrace.

The Master of Chaldea smiled a little bit, feeling the love and care his bride gave him, his arms moved as well, landing up on Le Fae's hips instinctively, for he knew her shape already.

"Morgan… ?... lovey dovey?"

Fujimaru asked, Morgan didn't knew if the accelerated heartbeat she was feeling right now was due to her, Artoria or Mashu's emotions, maybe all 3 of them. It didn't matter though. Her hands moved upwards across her lover's manly back, the right one ended up on his black hair, starting to gently cuddle him while the left one continued to rub itself on Ritsuka's body. Berserker moved her slightly, allowing him to rest on her as if she was a pillow, just like she usually did.

He still hadn't noticed the fact that she became just as tall as Barghest.

"Yes my Husband. Lovey dovey."

Her confirmation was all he needed. The human moved his sleepy head towards his lover's, right as she closed her eyelids so their mouths could meet. Despite his current state and how his consciousness wasn't fully awake yet, he knew his wife good enough to notice something wasn't right. When their mouths finally met, rather than the cold, refreshing tongue and lips of his lover he was all too accustomed to, what received him was…

A warm tongue… a very, very warm tongue that got inside his mouth. Morgan moaned in delight and pure pleasure rather than keeping her silence, that was strange. The Queen's fingers gripped her lover even harder and tighter as he moved his naked body against hers; his small penis, which was slowly waking up as well, rubbed itself on the entrance of her pussy.

Chu… chu… chu~

It wasn't just him who felt strange. They had done this dance way too many times by this point, like a healthy young married couple would. As Morgan felt her mouth being invaded by the man she loved, she did the same with his own, but there was something else, something strange, something foreign in her actions, in her behavior. She felt like she wanted to moan more. Her pussy felt how her husband's sleepy yet hard shaft was rubbing itself against her entrance, as a way to greet her while his tongue continued to reach deeper inside her mouth.

It licked her. It tickled her. The Faerie let out a sight of joy as Ritsuka muttered her name lovingly under his breath, waking up more and more thanks to his arousal and adrenaline.

"Morgan… chu… Morgan… "

The more he continued to say her name as his small frame rested against her own, the more her clit and nipples started to hurt. This… wasn't how she was meant to behave. Her tongue went up and down on his own, splitting their mouths a little bit so both of them could kiss as if they were dogs. Ritsuka opened his eyelids a little bit while this happened, wanting to admire his lover.

Hm… ?

He knew his wife. He knew the woman he was married to. His Queen. Like the back of his hand. That's why the more they continued the kiss, the more he got weirded out. Morgan was usually as cold as winter, after all, she was the Winter Witch so… for her to have such a warm mouth like a normal woman was… strange. His tongue continued to travel across his wife's, while she continued to lick his own; Morgan had enough of that however, which is why she grabbed his head and forced his lips to connect again.

"Hmmm… hmmmm~"

She was enjoying the feeling of just holding him in her arms and kissing way more than she should. The witch felt it; her heart was beating it with such strength and happiness her arms and legs started to tremble. Even her mind was focusing solely on one thought: how precious and how good it felt to kiss and hold his small frame between her arms.

Was this… how Galahad and Artoria felt every single day, whenever they got the chance?

Ritsuka while not being able to see how his wife currently looked, the more awake he was, the more he realized things both felt and were off. Morgan's tongue was moving differently, usually she moved with more strength and decisiveness, it explored and abused his mouth with overwhelming power, but right now… it was warm, gentle, soft and allowed him to move and push her back as much as he wanted.

Even her saliva tasted differently…

"My husband… my precious husband… "

The albino called him out, finally breaking the kiss so they both could breathe. Ritsuka, fully awake now, lost himself in his wife's gaze, who took her chance to cast her illusory spell once again in order to surprise him. The Faerie of paradise smiled a little bit as the candles around the room lighted up, revealing the busty, sweaty body of Britain's High Queen. Berserker's arms went upward, allowing him to witness the vast amount of hair her armpits were covered in, which caused his small shaft to throb.

It did so a second time, even harder when he felt how his member was getting soaked in his lover's honey.

"Come. Worship your Wife's sweaty, hairy armpits. They're yours and yours alone."

The less he thought, the better, Morgan assumed. And she was right. Ritsuka couldn't contain himself, nor fight against his instincts as a man; as a husband. Even less when he saw with wide eyes how drops of sweat were falling from his bride's lower arms, losing themselves in those exquisite, thick bushes of white/blueish hair she had. The delicious, fruit-scented smell they had made his mind feel dizzy, and his mouth water in anticipation.

They were his and his alone… right? It should be ok… it should be ok… it should be—

"Ok… my Queen… "

Oh, he knew exactly how to turn her on. Morgan smiled wholeheartedly as her lover's body rested against her own, going after her left armpit allowed her right hand to rest on his balls; while her thumb and index fingers caressed his cute, adorable penis, the other three fingers would continue to play and massage both testicles the entire time Fujimaru was busy on his meal.

The familiar, womanly scent that plagued Le Fae's zone welcomed him right as he sank his nose into that erogenous zone. The Faerie of Paradise arched her back a little bit, feeling her womb tighten up in delight as she clearly heard Ritsuka smelling her, not like he contained himself at all. He sank his nose, his mouth, his entire face on Morgan Le Fae's white armpit hair, right as he felt his foreskin being pulled backwards and then upwards.

Her smell was so strong… so powerful and addictive… so sweet. It transported his mind to a mental landscape where he was surrounded by incense. Morgan-flavored incense, that is. That's how strong the smell coming from the entire body of Morgan Le Fae, the High Queen of Faerie Britain, was.

He was completely addicted and hooked to her, and her taste.

Sluuuuuuuuurp~

"Ah~ hah hah hah hah~ such eagerness, My love"

Spoke the mother of Baobhan, admiring and feeling how every single strand of hair in her neck stood up when she felt his tongue coursing through her armpit, searching specifically for sweat to consume. Ritsuka blushed at his wife's words, completely oblivious to the emotional tone she used or the fact that she laughed. No, he was way too busy enjoying his feast to notice his Wife was being more expressive than usual.

Ritsuka dragged his tongue across the patch of hair as slowly as he could, before he repeated the same movement going downwards, capturing and consuming as much sweat as possible, even if he knew that to clean his wife off it was an impossible task… but it was still alluring. Morgan lowered her arm around his head, caressing it as her masturbation continued. Ritsuka felt like a puppy being cuddled because of it; encouraging him to continue more and more.

"Hmm… hmmm… sluuuurp~"

It was adorable. How he licked her with such eagerness as if his live depended on it, it made Morgan want to spoil and cuddle him much more. The Faerie continued to cuddle her lover as his tongue went now in circles, concentrating itself on the zone that divided her arm and her torso, before licking clean the patch of hair in her arm. Fujimaru closed his eyelids as his lips grabbed some of his wife's white hair, pulling it gently to not hurt her, but also enough to satisfy himself.

Her fingers… oh heavens… the way she was caressing his testicles; how they pressed themselves on his manhood while still playing with his foreskin, her palm gently enveloped both of them in a caring, loving manner before laughing, he fucked Anastasia, Charlotte, Atalante and Sei until satisfaction, to the point the four women could barely stand to get out of their royal chambers to their own bedrooms… and even then, with just a couple of hours, they were already this heavy.

"Sasuga wa ga Otto… I can sense and smell your desire for more even from here, my beloved Husband"

Her lips kissed his head as she felt his tongue leaving her armpit, oh, so he wished to feed on her milk? This would certainly intrigue him, because while yes; she hid away her physical alterations due to having consumed Galahad and Artoria, she didn't hid away the change her nipples went through. Ritsuka, on his end, was being guided not only by his own desires and the smell of milk coming from his wife's nipples, but also his hunger.

He left a trail of loving kisses as he continued to go towards the massive breasts of his lover, gosh, moments like these were when Ritsuka felt like he was a hopeless, depraved man… considering how much he liked the fact that Morgan, and almost every single woman in Chaldea who got interested in him modified their Saint Graphs to become bustier, turned him on to no end. Morgan's breasts became massive.

Come to think of it… did they got bigger or something?

When his eyes fell on the beautiful, fleshy and exquisite pink buttons of his wife, he noticed their shape had changed. The tip themselves had sunk just a tiny bit inside the areola, but they were still there. His woman's thick, beautiful, pristine tits that he loved to sleep on and drink from. The Chaldean tilted his head slightly to the left in confusion, was it a new change she did while he was sleeping?

He pondered about questioning Morgan, but it wasn't a big deal. This type of nipple reminded him of Artoria's tits. Perhaps she got inspired from it? Regardless of the answer… only one thing mattered. The fact that this was his beloved wife. The Evildoer smiled lovingly at her man, looking at his face; goodness gracious, he was looking at her nipple so intensely, analyzing every single part of it.

It filled her with a sense of pride and joy… absorbing Sir Galahad and Artoria had been her best idea yet. As expected of the Queen.

"Do you like my tits, my Husband?~"

Berserker lovingly teased, talking back to her Master as her fingers continued to play with his hair. Fujimaru looked upwards, admiring how his lover's eyes seemed to shine with excitement and joy, the question caused a red tint to spread across the human's face and nasal bridge, realizing she had been looking at him the entire time while still masturbating and playing with his genitalia. Morgan, however, decided to push his buttons just a little bit more.

"I made them big, milky, and fleshy just for you. Feel them, my love. Do it. Touch your wife's tits."

The peasant did as he was told. He opened his mouth with absolute joy, catching the delicious pink button with his lips right as the white-haired servant arched her back slightly, feeling the warm, loving mouth of her partner treating her as if she was the most precious thing ever. Morgan could feel perfectly how her husband's tongue went wildly like always, slurping and sucking with confidence of knowing he indeed, could do anything he wanted with her breasts without any question asked.

Ritsuka was intrigued and interested. How sensitive her new nipples would be? Better to investigate it now, "Detective tongue" was on the case. His voice came out muffled as Le Fae let out a sigh, laughing just a little bit due to her husband's movements, and how she felt his penis starting to throb wildly on her hand. Her masturbation continued, becoming more and more faster right as Ritsuka's sucking began.

"H-hmmmm~… that's it my husband… worship your queen…"

He did as he was told. Ritsuka's lips forced Morgan's nipple out with no effort at all, the pink protuberance came out into his mouth, oozing milk like it normally would, yet his tongue detected another anomaly. As it traveled across her areola, before pushing her nipple upwards so it could hit his palate. He knew perfectly how his wife smelled and tasted, from her sweat, to her juices, and especially her milk…

So why…

Chup… chup… glup~

Why does it reminds me of…

The black-haired man frowned as he felt the fingers of his lover still bullying his genitalia. Morgan moaned and so did he, albeit for different reasons. Ritsuka moaned because this time, after pulling his foreskin backwards, Morgan started to caress and squeeze the tip of his manhood, with enough strength to pleasure him and not make it hurt. Her, on the other hand, moaned because she felt his teeth biting her boob with more strength, causing more milk to flow out. Ritsuka's head went backwards, pulling the entire breast just like he used to.

Oh, he was getting turned on, that was good~

Mashu… ? Artoria… ?

As he continued to suck, when the familiar flavor of not only peaches, which was Morgan's characteristic, but also Mashu's grape and Artoria's vanilla, he knew he wasn't insane. He knew how his wife was meant to taste; how every member of his harem was meant to taste. He had been drinking Mashu and Artoria's breast milk for years now, so to feel both of them in Morgan's breast…

It was strange. A confirmation that indeed, he wasn't going crazy. Something was going on with his wife's smell and taste. At first he really thought he was just sleepy, but now he was wide awake. Ritsuka kept sucking and drinking from his wife's breast, this time frowning as his mind tried to rationalize what was going on.

Chup… chup… chup!~

That small change of mood also altered the way he was feeding himself, mind you. The Faerie of Paradise jerked her lover way more slowly, but also letting out another moan. The human was starting to pick up the signals; her Faerie eyes showed her Ritsuka was beginning to fill his soul with uncertainty and weirdness. He was suspecting things.

As expected of her husband. The Queen of the Sixth Lostbelt saw her beloved abandon her nipple in order to go after the other. Fujimaru gave a quick glance to his wife, before breaking eye contact with her and resume his midnight snack. First he started to lick her boob, cleaning the sweat surrounding it and ensuring to cover it with his saliva as much as he could, before going in circles around the areola.

Le Fae tested the waters, she pressed her luck, knowing full well her lover wouldn't be smart nor strong enough to decipher the truth behind her actions. At least… not yet. It would be her who told him what she had done, both proudly and happily lying to his face just like she had done with Tam Lin Galahad moments prior.

"Go ahead my husband… Drink as much as you like— on second thought… sit on my lap"

A new idea popped in her mind. Of course. Of course, how could she be so blind? It was the duty of a good wife to love, spoil, control, adore, worship and stay by her husband's side. Morgan was not only Ritsuka Fujimaru's wife, she was also his destiny. His partner. His Queen. His Superior. From the very first moment he intended to feed on her milk, she should've given him a lap pillow and masturbated him with more strength and freedom than just letting him rub his cock against her pussy all he wanted.

It served its purpose however, because Ritsuka stopped thinking for a moment when he realized what it was about to happen. He was going to be spoiled in a motherly way by none other than his better-half, High Queen Morgan herself. Barely able to contain his thoughts, he accommodated his body as she did so as well, allowing his head to sit on her legs; the so called nursing handjob.

Ritsuka closed his eyes as his head went backwards, guided by his wife's hands who lovingly made it rest on her pillows, and then his eyelids opened once again, slowly, wanting to enjoy the moment… and then he saw the surprise; Morgan took her chance in those brief seconds where she was accommodating him on her thighs, to quickly craft a new set of underwear that he hadn't expected.

From what he could tell, it was leopard print bikini, that, ironically, had a window in order to leave her nipples free, while covering the rest of her breasts like a normal bra should. Ritsuka felt his heartbeat speeding up at the sight as his small cock seemed to throb, much to Le Fae's delight. Her husband was absolutely adorable, and by how strong and powerful the smell on his penis and testicles was building up…

He was loving it.

"Snif snif sniiiiif~… Impressive, my husband… it seems I don't need to ask on your opinion about this new set of undergarments I've been crafting in secret these last few days… your body is honest on its own. That's good. Your wife is certainly pleased."

Spoke Tonelico the Savior, with a genuine tone of pure happiness and joy. Despite the two atrocities she had committed against Chaldea and the integrity of the harem she now commanded and possessed, right now, as evil as it was to say it… she couldn't be happier. She could feel it in her heart; her feelings, Tam Lin Galahad's feelings, Artoria's feelings, she had completely assimilated them into her spirit core, making them hers. It was a wonderful feeling, she felt like she could hold that beautiful, manly face of his in her hands for the rest of eternity and never let go.

Ritsuka stuttered, trying to find any words to say. Could he—should he praise her? Yes, he should praise her indeed, despite just hearing her saying there was no need for him to do so, he really thought she was absolutely beautiful and stunning. Morgan, however, wasted no time in pushing her breast against his face, silently indicating him he should start already…

Well then, if that's what she wanted; for him to show her his appreciation with actions rather than words. So he did. Ritsuka's mouth captured her nipple like he had done so many times, starting to carefully and lovingly suck it, right as Le Fae's fingers went after his shaft and testicles, sinking themselves on his scrotum while her thumb played with his penis.

Chup… chup… gulp~

Morgan would lie if she said she wasn't happy right now. Her eyes carefully observed and admired the expression of peace and quietness her hopeless husband had as she felt her milk leaving her breast in order to go inside his belly. Berserker let out a sigh as she continued to stimulate and caress her lover's jewels, turning her gaze to his genitalia, to Ritsuka— her husband's cock.

It was impressive in its own right. She had told him already; as his wife, she was proud of his manliness and sexual capabilities without the need of external intervention… most of the time, that is. The fact that he couldn't unleash his full potential without the help of a mouth, remaining in his small size, was an example of it. No matter how much one would jerk him, Ritsuka wouldn't cum without a throat or a pair of boobs.

It made Le Fae laugh and chuckle slightly as her fingers continued to play and caress his hair, before a moan escaped her lips after he pressed on her nipple with more strength. His sucking while being slow, it was still quite strong and intense. Was he motivated because her breast milk had mixed itself with Artoria's and Galahad's?

"Hm… hm… gulp~ … hm~"

Goodness gracious. She could perfectly hear his muffled voice escaping as the milk went down his throat. Morgan's gaze turned downwards to her breasts, Ritsuka's eyelids were fully closed as his tongue went up and down, before going in circles again and then repeat the process. His mouth was struggling to fully envelop her nipple but he was still trying. All while he sniffed and enjoyed the fruit-scented smell her skin and body had.

It was easy for her to imagine herself with him in her arms, caressing his head as they held and kissed each other like a normal couple would. But Morgan wondered something… were these her own feelings, enhanced by Lancer and Shielder's sense of freedom? Or were these desires born out of their hearts and emotions becoming one?

Regardless of the answer, the fact that she felt more emotional and caring than usual remained… perhaps it was time to go for the full course. If Husband wanted to drink more and more milk before going to sleep, she would gladly give it to him. Right now… her desires were starting to take over; her pussy was burning hot, desperate for some attention alongside her butthole.

Just a little bit more… she would let him feed on her for just a little bit more. How could she not? After admiring the loving, peaceful expression he was making and feeling his tongue love and care her nipple, her entire breast with such passion and delicacy, something as simple as breastfeeding her lover, her husband, her one and only, her Ritsuka… it was making Morgan feel special.

Chup… chup… chup~

His sucking was slow and paused. Fujimaru's face had been reddened with a soft tone, similar to that of a healthy apple made him seem like a helpless and hopeless baby. Morgan filled her lungs with air, before letting out a long and heavy sigh in an effort to share some of her inner peace and joy with the Human she married. It worked, because Ritsuka's lips sucked more intensely, partially due to his hunger, mainly because he simply liked her tits.

The Faerie's handjob on the other hand, increased its speed as well, turning her head around to look at her husband's micro-penis, still stiff and throbbing strongly, almost as if demanding, screaming and yelling for her to put her royal throat to a good use so it could grow. The High Queen took notice of how much pre-cum was leaking from the tip, and how with each passing second the veins appearing on her lover's testicles seemed to increase.

All the while, she felt her panties starting to suffocate her pussy and her butthole. Both were starting to crave for more it seemed.

"There, there, my husband… there there… does it tastes good? Your wife's… mommy milkers?"

She lovingly asked, having heard that term multiple times before. Master Forty-eight answered with a muffled affirmative, all while his eyelids opened up slightly to look upwards, to his wife's gaze. Seeing him in such a vulnerable, tired yet docile state seemed to trigger some feelings of protectiveness in her heart, a mix between Galahad's duty to protect her "heart", a mix of Artoria's desire to protect her lover, and her own desire to protect the one she considered to be her soul.

Maybe that's why her handjob increased, now gently pulling away and touching his balls with more intensity while allowing his pre-cum to stain her hand as much as he wanted to, in a poor effort to tell his penis to calm down and patiently wait for its blowjob. Morgan's pride as a wife continued to be stroked and massaged just like she was doing with her husband's cock, all while said man continued to drink from the breasts of Britain's Tyrant.

"That's good, my husband… drink as much as you want; you need more milk for your cock to grow stronger and nastier… your size will increase, so will its thickness, and your smell will become even more repulsive and unbearable… so you need to keep drinking, my Husband… my…"

Morgan stopped herself at that very moment, as her blue, icy, cold yet loving gaze lost itself on that man's irises. Both of them had the same color, yet in different tones. While hers were a light color, a representation of the cold, merciless black winter her soul was shrouded in, Ritsuka's eyes were of a deep beautiful blue, inherited from Rin Tohsaka's bloodline that reminded her so much of the ocean… of the rain, and of a woman long gone named Tonelico Le Fae who's life she had forgotten and discarded.

That's when her Faerie eyes activated on their own; allowing her to see not only Ritsuka's emotions, but hers as well. His naiveness, his trusts, his dreams, his desire, his lust, his passion, his calmness, his relief… his love. All of it a beautiful rainbow that made her heart beat with excitement, her cheeks to turn into a pretty scarlet tone, it made her sigh, feel as if her lungs were burning with desperation as much as her pussy and asshole were. Those were the signs that her entire body craved for her "soul" to return to it.

The signs… of a woman in love, who wanted nothing, nothing, absolutely nothing else… but to be with the man she loved.

"My Ritsuka…"

That way of talking… it sent shivers down his spine for a brief second. Ritsuka looked at his wife with a puzzled expression, even while still feeding on her precious, sweet nectar, the way she said his name… that voice filled to the brim with overwhelming love, desire, protectiveness and loyalty, while lacking any sort of elegance or coldness… it almost made him feel like he was being cuddled and spoiled by Artoria.

But this was Morgan. His Morgan. The Faerie of Paradise continued to reassure and feed her man, while her hand now focused on caressing his balls. The poor thing… they were throbbing so violently, but by this point… it was mutual.

She also craved for his mouth to attend to her, like a normal Peasant would worship his Queen. As much as it pained her to do so, she would have to cut his meal short. Ritsuka let out a small moan of surprise as he felt his precious milk being taken away from him; Le Fae straightened up her back in order to free his mouth, causing the couple to look at each other, him with a curious gaze, her with a loving, sweet one.

It was only then that her hand went to his forehead, caressing it and removing some wild strands of hair that were already starting to stick to his sweaty skin.

"I'm sorry for interrupting your meal, my husband… but it seems you require for your trusty, beloved wife to serve you. It seems like your testicles are dying for attention… "

As her speech continued, her hands kept caressing and cuddling her man. The son of Shirou and Rin felt his nasal bridge and cheeks burning up with shame as his other half left his body to rest against the pillow, her decision was taken. Normally she would've wanted for the both to make a Sixty-nine so each of them could enjoy the other, but the alterations to her mood continued to change her behavior into a more subservient and submissive one, partially. Both Galahad and Artoria's hearts were influencing her, telling her to act more like a housewife than a Queen Wife, wishes the Evil woman couldn't deny nor contain anymore.

Morgan left a trail of blue lipstick across her lover's body, concentrating her kisses on each of his pectorals before going down his torso, in a similar way she treated the pinkette some hours before, she enjoyed and relished on his voice saying her name with such passion and desire as he saw her imprint marks of her perfect mouth on his skin more and more, until she finally reached it.

His manhood. Her beloved husband's sleeping yet hard cock, alongside his testicles who had seemingly recharged themselves fully after filling Charlotte, Atalante, Shonagon and Anastasia to the point their bellies were bloated with his smelly cum. Not only because of him having enough rest, but also thanks to his Queen's breast milk and constant cuddling, it encouraged his balls to make more and more of his sticky, nasty and thick baby-batter.

Unable to contain herself, Morgan sank her face right in between both of her lover's balls, causing Ritsuka to let out a moan of pleasure as he felt the nose of his one and only delving into his scrotum.

Sniiiiiif sniiiiif sniiiiiiiiiiiif~

She made sure to sniff as loudly as possible, knowing full well the effect it would have on him. Ritsuka opened his left eyelid to look at his crotch, where he could clearly see Morgan moving the index and thumb fingers of her right hand up and down on his shaft while the left hand played and pulled delicately both his balls, making sure to feel them in such a lewd, depraved way too different from her usual behavior.

What's… what's gotten into her… ?

This passion and desire were way too different from the ones he was accustomed to. Yes, he was extremely aroused and wanted to experience more of it, but nothing changed the fact that the "red flags" his mind had identified ever since she woke him up, were pilling up. Was it because of jealousy? They always made love like a married couple at least twice after waking up, and after every breakfast, so could it really be it? Was his beloved Queen jealous of his recent session with Charlotte and the others?

Or was she just being clingy?

He couldn't be further from the truth even if he tried. Morgan's eyes rolled backwards slightly, making a face one would never even think she would be capable of. The merciless, cruel ruler opened her mouth in order to welcome one of her husband's balls inside it, starting to lick it in circles as her skin produced more and more sweat, right as her clit seemed to throb and Fujimaru grabbed the bedsheets with even more force.

My husband… my husband… oh, my precious beloved husband… your putrid, revolting, hideous and nasty smell… its so… wonderful

Sluuuurp sluuurp sluuurp~

Not yet. She wasn't ready to start giving attention to his penis just yet. First she wanted to concentrate on his testicles in order to ensure he would be at his peak when the time came. And she had lots of love to give to this wonderful, kind yet strong and loving man. Morgan's tongue moved more intensely as she felt her husband trying to keep himself sane by grabbing the bedsheets, it was moving in circles on his left testicle while her lips tuckered and caressed both of them at the same time.

Giving his scrotum a nice taste of her warm mouth while not fully engulfing them, she needed to be careful and loving whenever it was time to service him, after all, one bad movement and blood would run. Oral sex was an art on its own, and despite them being together for less than a Year, Morgan considered herself to be a master already when it came to pleasing her lover. Fujimaru opened his mouth to let out another moan when he felt his shaft resting against his wife's face, oh heaven's….

She… she actually…

Sluuuuurp sluuurp sluuuurp~

She shoved both of his balls inside her mouth after licking and caressing each of them until they were covered in her saliva, before engulfing them while letting his cock rest against her face. Now the Master of Chaldea was feeling the caring, loving and sloppy warm mouth of the Faerie queen, all while his shaft rested against her upper lip, feeling the air coming from her nose as she breathed in and out, Berserker's gaze was fixated on him.

Her tongue went up and down on his left ball, then the right one, once, twice, the movement changed into circles, and now she let them go to cover each of them in a barrage of kisses, Morgan's cheeks had already turned red as her hands grabbed and tested her lover's genitalia, admiring the weight and size of them both.

So much smelly semen concentrating itself in one point, she felt her mouth starting to water at the thought. Ritsuka's mana was exceptional, even without the need of the spell she applied to his gametes, thickness, stickiness and quantity had always been his forte. Morgan licked her lips not caring about the fact that she had stained her tongue with lipstick, maybe it was time to finally give her beloved and beautiful Husband the reward he so desperately craved.

Morgan looked at Ritsuka, and he looked back at her. A silent stalemate considering the situation she was in; she had literally put his balls inside her mouth, sucked them, kissed them, covered them in her saliva and marks of blue lipsticks endlessly for almost five minutes, and now there she was, looking at him with a smug smile while carefully stroking his shaft with just two fingers.

"Are you ready, my Husband?~ I expect you to cum a lot for your beloved Wife after I serviced you with such kindness… please, do not think about holding back, alright?"

She lovingly asked, right after finishing her sentence, the Faerie started to leave a loving set of kisses around her beloved's pelvis, causing the black-haired man to tilt his head slightly to the left, confused. This manner of speech… the way she was talking to him with so much emotion, it really, really, really wasn't anything he had ever seen. It made him feel strange… rather than talking with the cold, cruel, merciless yet loving and caring but always elegant and stoic Queen of the Faeries…

It felt like he was talking with the Lion King of the Sixth Singularity.

"… You… You are Morgan, right… ?"

He needed to know. Many theories spawned in his head. Perhaps Chiyome was playing a trick on him? He knew she was trying to master the arts of Yan Qing to mimic other servants, and there were tricks one could play as well with enough magic knowledge or just asking a Caster to apply a spell on herself… so maybe that could explain all the irregularities that had been occurring ever since he woke up.

This couldn't be Morgan, this had to be Artoria, right?

However… Berserker stopped her kissing, before looking up at her beloved with a rose eyebrow, that was weird of him to ask. Yes. She was still Morgan Le Fae, ruler of the Sixth Lostbelt, once, a long time ago, Tonelico Le Fae, the Rain Witch and Savior of Faerie Britain… the High Queen and most importantly, Wife of Ritsuka Fujimaru Emiya Tohsaka… but after so long, not even her was aware of how much her personality had mixed up with Mashu Kyrielight and Artoria Pendragon's to create something entirely different.

Normally, she would look at him with slight disdain, a face filled with disgust, clearly offended at the thought of him mistaking her for another woman, and say something like… "Such insolent mouth of yours, my husband. It seems like you have forgotten your purpose is to only be loved by me and nothing else, yet there you are, confusing me for another woman. I shall punish you like a noble Queen and Wife would" proceeding suck his soul out of his body through his dick, and then abuse him with her breasts…

But instead… what he got was…

"… Yes? Who else would I be, my Husband? Its me, Morgan."

That cute, adorable smile she gave him as she closed her eyelids made his heart flutter. It felt so… uncanny. So sweet. So warm yet so familiar. It left him speechless, because he truly didn't knew how to answer, what to answer, nor how to feel or what to feel. This woman looked like Morgan, but she didn't smell, tasted, spoke nor behaved like Morgan... to the point it started to make Ritsuka feel uncomfortable.

Berserker opened her mouth without saying anything else, ensuring to give her better-half a proper showcase of all the saliva she had been accumulating to coat her lover's shaft in it, and then proceeded to swallow it in just one fell swoop. Her tongue introduced itself inside it, peeling back his foreskin and started to suck on it, causing Ritsuka to grith is teeth as tightly as he could. Berserker's eye shone at that very moment, noticing how her beloved's head went backwards, resting against the pillow.

Now's my chance… prepare yourself, my Husband.

Sluuuuurp sluuurp sluuuurp~

Any and all doubts that this was his Wife disappeared at the moment her tongue moved in circles attacking him from all sides, as the white-haired female accommodated herself to rise her gigantic-sized ass while both of her hands started to caress his balls and thighs respectively. Ritsuka felt the air leaving his lungs as his member finally received the overwhelming attention he had so desperately craved, being hit and pushed against the woman's palate right has her head went up and down, teasing him, pleasing him, enveloping him in her tongue as she felt him grow inside her mouth.

This oral technique… so merciless, so cruel, so intense, just like a tundra… this was Morgan's way of giving him a blowjob, no doubt. Ritsuka closed his right eye as he did his best to look at his pelvis, expecting his partner to be looking at him with a calm, expressionless yet merciless gaze… instead…

Right as she felt her throat and mouth being filled by the manhood of her lover, the Faerie of Paradise was completely relaxed. Immersed in her job, relishing in the pain as soon the small, little, puny "shrimp-sized" dick as Baobhan called him once, grew to the size of an absolute monster. Her monster. Her horse-sized of a Husband. Another discrepancy had been detected by the male, right as the white eyebrows curved and she made a face of pure bliss, that reminded him too much of—

Mashu… ?

He could almost hear her "Senpai" inside his head, as she struggled to take his full cock inside her mouth yet not willing to let go off it. Tears streaming down his Shield's face as she moved her head up and down shyly yet with a look of determination; said mental image overwrote itself on his current situation, Morgan took one hand to the base of Ritsuka's cock, right as the veins disappeared on his balls, they instead appeared on her neck, who had already started to feel the effects of having something so big, thick and long down her throat.

It would keep growing until it reached her stomach, but she wouldn't back down. No, she would never back down. After all, she was the High Queen. His Queen; his ruler, his other half, his Berserker, his servant, his wife, his everything, she would always be the strongest, prettiest, cruelest and fittest woman to ever be by his side. No one else was her equal, nor in this life, nor any other world, universe, timeline or possibility imaginable.

They were united by fate, his soul and hers.

Sluuurp sluuuuurp sluuuuuurp chuuup chuuup~

"A-Aahhhh! Morgan!"

She almost wanted to smile as she heard him say that. Le Fae moved her tongue despite all the difficulties across her beloved's thick genitalia, going in circles around it while she felt and smelled the mana building up on his balls the more she sucked. It was a signal that she needed to go even harder. Her head went fully backwards, dragging both her lips and tongue across his penis while her hand continued up and down; she felt his cock leaving her stomach, going on her throat, and then her mouth.

Her tongue now went in circles around his tip, taking its sweet time to coat the pink tip in saliva and kisses, ensuring to mark and imprint her lips on it, before quickly shoving it down her mouth once again with no effort at all. Ritsuka opened both of his eyes as he felt how Morgan took his entire member to the base, and then how her throat seemed to close against his dick, squeezing it while her tongue danced around his meat and her lips reached the base of his pelvis.

She was taking the full thing in with no effort at all, like always. The only woman in Chaldea who could give him a proper blowjob with no effort, something no one, not even Mashu and Nero were able to do.

Glug gulg gulg~

Not only was it painful for her stomach and throat, but also her jaw. The witch's eyes were shinning with excitement, paying no mind to the growing agony she was subjecting herself to, because it wasn't important. Many things were at stake right now, every time they made love, it was a battle for Morgan, one she had to win no matter how painful and arduous it was, she had to conquer, to dominate, to please, to satiate, to love, all at the same time, with perfect mastery and perfect control. She relished the feeling of Ritsuka's cock hitting her stomach and esophagus as she ensured to smell it every single time she went backwards, despite her eyeliner already causing a mess due to the tears, it was all a part of the process.

Her husband needed her. She could see it in his emotions; he was enjoying himself. He was shinning as bright as a star, yet that beautiful pink color invading his soul, the bright, shiny color of love mixed up with the scarlet red of passion invading him… it was calling to her. The human moaned, screamed, unable to say anything, not even her name, but she knew, Berserker knew what it meant.

SLURP SLUURP SLUUUURP GULG GULG GULG~

Don't worry, My husband… I'm here… your Wife is here…

Something as simple as a deepthroat could have so much meaning. Morgan's hands went after her breasts, now that Ritsuka's cock was at its full, big size, it was time for phase two of her oral work. It was a good thing her ass-cheeks and tits grew so much after consuming Mashu and her Dear Sister, to the point she was even bustier than Barghest. Now he had no chance but to bow down to his wife, like a good Husband should. Her clit throbbed, wanting attention, but she ignored it. Berseker's eyes shone as she felt her Sprit Origin tremble out of delight, the harmony between the three hearts was perfect at that very moment.

All thanks to his presence.

Ritsuka's tongue escaped his mouth as his heart skipped a beat when he felt it. Two massive, oversized jugs placed on his lap, surrounding his member and enveloping it with all their warm, not cold, might. The High Queen didn't let go off his member, nor presumed of the might of her bust like she normally would, no. She let her actions and their size speak for her; no doubt something happened to Morgan's body. They were too big, too heavy for him to fight against.

Morgan admired and observed how both of her tits effortlessly covered Ritsuka's cock almost in its entirety. Something that only could be achieved by three pairs of breasts; three busty women working together were needed to cover his entire cock, yet there she was, able to cover almost 75% of it on her own, without the need of her Daughter Mordred, or her Younger Sister. It filled her with pride, and it made her want to please him more.

I will never leave your side, my husband… never…

Fujimaru felt his wife's head going up and down on his shaft as he smelled her juices dripping down her thighs, staining the bed and as her breasts started to go up and down, Morgan had grabbed her tits by her nipples, trying to put her milk and sweat to a good use; the saliva of her mouth, the sweat from her cleavage, and the milk of her tits were all combining themselves as time passed, allowing the paizuri she was subjecting him to reach even further beyond. Le Fae's head went up and down on her cleavage with no effort.

While her tits were heavy for Ritsuka to the point he couldn't lift his hip to penetrate her mouth, for her, they were as light as a feather.

"HNNNGHT! Morgan… ! MORGAN!"

Hearing him call out to her made her heart beat with love and excitement. Le Fae's face changed into an expression of calmness as she moved her left breast up and down, while the right tit forced its thick cock to press down against the enclosed space of titty flesh. Her jaw closed up more, trying to press and bully the tip of his penis; she nodded, always ready to answer his call. Yes, he didn't need to worry about anything as long as she was here by his side, and even if she wasn't, the moment she felt something was wrong she would go towards him.

Sluuuurp sluuurp chuuup chuuup~

Avalon Le Fae… Artoria caster prided herself in being his Sword. Mashu Kyrielight, Tam Lin Galahad, prided herself in being his Shield… very well then. Her pride as a woman and as a Queen was that she was not just his wife: Morgan Le Fae was Ritsuka Fujimaru's soul. She frowned, sinking her head and nose in her own cleavage as she continued to take that fat, veiny and stinky dick of his down her throat, her tongue concentrated itself on his frenulum, and then the tip of it went against his urethra, knowing full well she wouldn't be able to get inside it… but that didn't mean she wasn't going to try.

Yes. She was his soul. That's why they got married in the first place. She loved him, and he loved her. It as a mutual thing, right as her oral attack continued, she was unable to not think about all their history together. She never hated him, that's true. His dream was pure; he only wanted to live, and that's something she wanted Baobhan Sith to understand and appreciate. Because life was a beautiful thing.

Ritsuka was her new purpose, her new love, her new home, her new light, her new everything. Without him, she would go insane out of grief, pain and despair. It was that love for her second chance, for everything he represented to her mind and heart that she hadn't succumbed to the insanity of her class.

Berserker…

"A-Aghhhh! Not my veins! PLEASE!"

Morgan's tongue concentrated itself on his veins now, what very little she could still lick that is. Berserker was a class of pure madness and insanity, it was impossible for a Berserker to be fully "Himself" on how they were back when they lived. Just like Heroic spirits were shadows of their former selves, never able to reach their full potential, the same was true for Tonelico Le Fae. But that was the thing… when Ruler Morgan, the servant of Beryl Gut, fused her soul to hers creating Morgan Le Fae, the High Queen of the Sixth Lostbelt, the love she had for the Faeries and her world mutated into something darker, more horrible, corrupted, insane, and irrational.

Her tongue want up and down now; the grip on her breasts increased as she used both of them to strangle and squeeze the thick shaft that was her husband's cock, before letting it go and starting to leave a barrage of kisses on his tip.

Chu… chu… chu… slurp~

Kisses and constant licking, that is.

Yes. Tonelico was a pure, loving and caring Faerie, the embodiment of hope that Faerie Britain itself slowly rejected and killed after every single travel her and her friends went through to try and make them prosper. The Death of that little boy, Uther, was the last straw. Britain had no salvation, thus her beautiful shiny, golden and bright soul got thrown into the darkest abyss ever known to faerie-kind, which is when she came to her aid. Her counterpart from Proper Human History, and then she became the monster she was now.

Tonelico of Orkney died that night… and Morgan Le Fae was born, with an undying love for Faerie Britain… willing to kill, torture, sacrifice, betray, lie and murder anyone who stood in her way… all but one thing.

Her child. Her precious red lily. Her beloved Baobhan Sith…

Morgan's tongue traveled across Ritsuka's tip, and then she hit her nose against it. Closing her eyes, feeling her heart warming up alongside her cheeks while she inhaled the repulsive and unbearable smell of her husband's pre-cum and semen building up… it made her pussy tingle and twitch.

Oh, she would enjoy riding that absolute monster so very much when the time came.

She took it inside her mouth once again, noticing how his veins started to throb and then his entire cock did so. Morgan's tits trembled as if they were jelly; she used all her superior strength to squeeze that arm-thick dick of his with all her strength, she needed to make him feel pressured in order to make him cum with all his strength, that was her objective right now, and Ritsuka knew it. The poor Master of Chaldea was now resting against the pillow with a dizzy expression, unable to bear the overwhelming pleasure of, literally, the best combination of blowjob/paizuri he had ever feel in his entire life.

Yes… Baobhan Sith was her light, to the point she was willing to die and abandon her dream of ruling Faerie Britain for her sake. Dying was her greatest regret, because she couldn't protect her… but things were different. His dream of wanting nothing but to live, his willingness to accept and give everyone a second chance, her included, his warm, his shiny gaze, the way he said her name with such love and care, "Morgan" while smiling at her, how he clang to her like a child, his way of kissing, of hugging her, of holding her hand…

Morgan loved all those things about Ritsuka, which is why he ended up becoming literally the only thing that made her sanity remain intact. If he died… no doubt she would forever lose semblance of what it felt to be "conscious" and "individual"

"G-GKHT! MORGAN! MORGAN! I'M—"

Do it, my husband… do it… your wife is starving…

She thought, looking at him with two hearts inside her pupils, going into "overdrive" mode. Everything felt so strange for him, so new yet so familiar and foreign at the same time. That was Morgan's tongue, that was Morgan's mouth, that was Morgan's throat and stomach, but everything else was so new, so warm, yet as overwhelming as always. The only woman in this planet who could make him feel helpless and hopeless was there, yet dominating him in such a different, new way that he couldn't fight against. Ritsuka screamed as he put all his effort in his hip to try and lift it up.

The white-haired Faerie welcomed his efforts, moving her head up and down as hard and as fast as she could alongside her mommy milkers, her tongue doing an effort to try and envelop his cock like a snake would, squeezing it inside her mouth alongside her lips while her tits crushed and squeezed him to the best of their capabilities, causing Ritsuka to finally go over the edge. He had lost this battle, like one were to expect.

The queen had won.

"A-AHHHH! MORGAN!"

SPLUUUUUUUUUURT~

It came out like it always did. His semen spurted out, straight from his balls with such strength and power even she got surprised. Was he really this pent up? Or did she really excited him this much? The uncertainty of the answer made the Faerie smile, as she felt her mouth fill up with his thick, smelly and rancid mana more and more, rather than calm down and ease up, the more time it passed, the more Ritsuka was cumming.

She gulped and drank as fast as possible, admiring the feeling of it getting stuck in her throat as it descended, refusing to back down, the blue-eyed lady hid her face away in her own cleavage as she intertwined her fingers, causing her paizuri to squeeze her husband's dick even harder than before. Master-Forty eight felt the air being sucked out of him as the Faerie of Paradise started to give him a blowjob while he was still suffering a mind-breaking orgasm.

Rather than being overwhelmed by the quantity of his semen or overpowered by the nasty, stinky smell she gave him, it was turning her on more and more. Morgan was in her element. Not a single drop of sperm escaped her lips, and if it tried, she quickly licked it away as her head continued to go up and down, up and down, motivating his cock to continue cumming with all it had just as she ordered him to.

By the time Ritsuka was finally done, all the white-haired Faerie did was simply let go off his dick with a loud "Pop". Morgan's face was a mess of sweat, tears, lipstick and eyeliner that wouldn't fit a woman of her caliber in the slightest, no doubt if anyone else came through that door this instant she would execute them effortlessly despite her husband being present. However, right now her image wasn't what she cared about, the only thing present in her mind was her lover.

Despite her anus wanting to be served and to feel his tongue enjoy, taste and explore the deepest parts of her guts, truth was… she couldn't wait anymore. She needed that monstruous dick of his inside her body, now. Her heart was screaming at her to become one, to be complete again, to fulfill her duty as a loving, caring wife and fuse herself with her husband in body and soul like they should.

"My husband… Ritsuka… "

The Chaldean, who's eyes had been closed, opened up slightly as he felt his head falling into the cleavage he knew like the back of his hand. Morgan's arms embraced and held him as she accommodated herself above him; spreading her pussy to receive his cock in one thrust. She was going to ride him as always, but he was in for a surprise. The last piece of the puzzle was about to fall just as the High Queen held her husband's head between her tits, ready to impale herself and her womanhood with his manliness.

"My true love… lets become one as always… as it was meant to be"

She spoke with such sincerity and care that he couldn't help but not look at her. Ritsuka moved his head from her breasts, looking upwards to the beautiful eyes of his wife, and her smiling face. A small "Morgan…" filled with disbelief and sentiment escaped his lips, causing her to unite her mouth with his in a loving, caring kiss that he immediately replied to. Ritsuka's arms went around Morgan's back, caressing it and squeezing her in a loving hug right as she finally let go; his penis invaded her pussy, spreading her as she let out a loving, muffled moan and then curved her eyebrows in joy.

Yes… yes… yes!

The deeper it went, the happier she felt. It went inside her, spreading her royal pussy with all its mighty size and thickness, reaching the deepest parts of her femininity; touching the entrance to her womb and then getting inside it, as the bulge appeared on her belly when she fully sat herself on him, she felt his dick reaching her cervix right as their tongues continued to dance, Ritsuka suddenly stopped.

If there was something he had pride in… was knowing his women.

And there was something… something… something he could never, ever, ever mistake. How they felt. Especially the two most important women in Chaldea. One thing was Morgan's pussy, who was cold, freezing, tight, yet even with all her characteristics, it was refreshing, caring, it embraced and accepted him, it relaxed him and brought comfort to him… yet…

The other one…

Morgan stopped her tongue in confusion after she felt how her husband stopped kissing her. Hm? What had gone wrong? They were having such a good time, but now he stopped? Not like she mind that much that he didn't want to continue kissing her, but if she had to ride him, she would rather prefer to do so while they kissed and treated each other with as much love and care as possible. After all, that's what married couples did, and she loved the feeling of being the apple of his eye.

That's why she broke the kiss, looking at him with a puzzled expression… and then she saw his emotional spectrum.

Ritsuka was filled with… fear.

"Mor… Morgan… ?... Why does your pussy… feels just like Mashu's… ?"

…

His eyes opened up in shock as he saw right in front of him how her appearance changed. Just that question alone was more than enough for her to shatter the façade. Morgan herself got rid of her spell, allowing Ritsuka to witness the extent of her transformation after she had consumed and assimilated the body of Mashu Kyrielight into her own, and the Saint Graph of Artoria Pendragon Lancer.

Her Right eye, while still remaining blue, was covered by white bangs with pink tips just like Mashu's, however, her left one was green like an emerald; like Artoria's eyes. The tips of her hair as well lost their beautiful blue color, now turned into a golden one like the Lion King's, right as her beautiful lips curved into a smile, a shiver ran down his spine.

She truly… underestimated him to no end.

"I should've known you would catch on to the discrepancies between my usual form and this current body, My Husband… it makes sense, after all, that you noticed this pussy isn't mine, but Sir Galahad's after I absorbed her."

The casual, careless way in which she dropped those words made him feel sick. Fujimaru opened his mouth widely as the realization hit him almost as if he had received a punch right into his gut. Absorbed… ? absorbed… ? the changes to her body… to her personality… the alterations of her height, the size of her breasts and her ass… and even her features, her speech…

Everything made sense with just one simple word.

"You— you— !"

"Yes, My husband. I ate my own younger sister and my knight before waking you up. Isn't it wonderful?"

Right as she asked that question with such a wicked tone, Ritsuka felt his command seals burn. The red tattoo shone in a red light before being covered by black/blueish tendrils as the woman he loved with his entire soul pushed him against the bed, using her overwhelming strength and the size of her body, now as tall and as heavy as Barghest's, to surpass him. Fujimaru's face was one of disbelief, terror, anger and uncertainty while Morgan's was covered in shadows. Her features resembled that of Mashu and Artoria while still retaining most of her own to make her recognizable as Morgan, but—

What did it mean? She ate them? How could it even be possible, let alone make sense, for a servant to consume another servant's body entirely? What about Mashu? She wasn't a servant, she was a living being, a human, not a shadow from the past nor registered in the throne of heroes, so how… ?

"WHY!?"

He shouted, trying to hold back his tears. Morgan's smiling face contorted itself into one of pure madness and wickedness after hearing him scream at her with such force. Oh, what a wonderful bizarre situation. He was as hard as a rock, as horny as a rabbit yet as angry and scared as a lion after hearing the possibility of two of his most beloved partners being taken away from him by her, the woman he loved the most. This was way better than she could've imagined, her evil, black, darkened heart beat with excitement at the idea of lying and deceiving him, just like she had done with his trusty partner before swallowing her.

Ritsuka tried to contain his own voice after feeling how Morgan's guts seemed to tighten around him, enveloping him warmly and loving just… just like Mashu would do had she been the one he was intimate with.

"Why?... why?, why? Why?, you ask why, my husband?... Are you stupid? Isn't it obvious… ? because I'm your Wife"

She spoke, extending her arms to hold his face and forcing him to look at her straight into her eyes; Ritsuka's tears started to stream down his cheeks at the thought of both the blonde and pinkhaired women being gone for good, wiped from the face of the earth, wiped from existence by none other than the woman he loved and trusted the most. Said woman who was now riding him slowly yet lovingly, forcing him to stare back at the dark, black and evil abyss that was her soul.

Le Fae let out a sigh, ensuring that he could smell her breath before her breast milk started to come out of nipples due to the arousal, oh yeah, this felt quite different from fucking her beloved husband with her pussy. She still didn't knew how much time she had left until her fusion broke and both were expelled from her body back into the real world, but she had to press down his buttons, she had to, she had to.

"Why are you looking at me with such anger in your soul, Ritsuka… ? do you know how good it felt… ? would you like to hear about it, hmmm?~ how deliciously tasty was it to hear Artoria scream as her Saint Graph fused with mine?... or would you rather hear me talk about Mashu?"

She teased, her hips went upwards and then dropped themselves on her lover's dick without a care in the world, all while Master Forty-eight closed his eyelids, refusing to look back at his wife, his mind unable to not imagine the situation his partner had just described. How would've been? What did Morgan do exactly… ? did she— swallow them both entirely… ? was it instantaneous? Were they conscious the entire time? Answers he didn't had nor was he sure he wanted to know— but the more he thought about it, the more fear he felt.

Mashu… Artoria…

"Senpai… I… love you"

"Ritsuka. I want you to know… I've always—"

Sob… sob…

Morgan stopped herself the moment she saw her soul starting to cry. Ritsuka closed his eyelids as his tears started to stream down his face. She expected him to get angry at her. To shout at her. To try and overcome her black magic and use his command-spells to force her to expel Mashu and Artoria out of her system before the stablished time… or to say he hated her… but instead… all he did was look at her with the most heartbreaking face she had ever seen.

It proved to her that… even with her Faerie eyes able to decipher both emotions and thoughts, and despite all their time together… she still had a long way until she could proudly say she knew him fully.

Because the truth was… she didn't. The pain in her soul was multiplied by three; not only she was in pain, Artoria and Mashu were suffering at the sight as well. Their essences a part of her, they craved to come out unconsciously and embrace him to reassure him they were fine, that everything was ok, that they would never leave his side, that nothing could ever split them apart, but they couldn't.

Ritsuka looked at the woman he loved from the bottom of his heart, trying to find in his heart the strength to hate her, to scream at her, to say to her he regretted ever marrying her… but he couldn't… not after she looked at him with such a loving gaze and promised to him she would never abandon him… the exact same promise Mashu, Artoria and so many others made, but now… Morgan herself forced them to break it against their will.

"Sob… sob… Morgan… why… ?... I— I trusted you… "

He muttered, and it almost felt like she could hear her sibling and knight screaming inside her heart as it shattered at that very moment. Trust? Trust? Blind trust?... of course… wasn't trust a key part of being someone else's romantic interest? Of being someone else's significant other? Trust… to trust blindly in someone meant that you could turn your back on them with the confidence to say they would never betray you, nor stab you, they were meant to have your back, to hold your hand, to reassure you, to love you, to care about you, to be by your side.

To be married, to be in a relationship, it required blind trust… it wasn't about "I" or "You" anymore, but Us.

Her husband trusted her… Galahad trusted her… Artoria trusted her… and she—

"I don't think she's being honest with you at all, Master."

A sudden third voice they both knew all too well interrupted their emotional predicament. Ritsuka opened his eyes wide as a pair of golden pupils appeared right behind Morgan's neck, before the Harem Mistress could do or say anything else, a mopper got pushed on her neck, as she felt her body being pulled Backwards, Morgan couldn't react on time before she got forced with a flip to separate from Ritsuka.

Her body being slammed against the mattress, as the naked figure of Artoria Pendragon Alter made herself known, wearing nothing but her maid garments and her black hoodie, taking the Master by surprise. Morgan's expression changed into one of disbelief, to one of pure anger and rage.

Clack~

Said fury only increased when the barrel of a pistol got placed in front of her forehead, as Rider turned her head around, facing her beloved owner with her usually cold, yet sweet and serious demeanor. Rider blushed as she saw the naked body and still rigid member of the person that had claimed her heart, before nodding.

"Good evening, Master. Your trustworthy maid has come to your aid in your time of need."

"Ar… Artoria… ? what are you doing here?"

Exclaimed Fujimaru, still in shock of the quick change of mood that had occurred, trying to process what had happened. When did Artoria Alter got into their room? Scratch that. How did she managed to sneak up on Morgan without her nor him noticing? The platinum blonde rider smiled lovingly at the question of her lover, before her face turned around to face Berserker, who was now looking at her snarling with the face of a mad dog, just like that whorish black Saint that could barely contain her tits at all in the first place.

No matter if it came from a Lostbelt, or from Proper Human History… Morgan would always be a stupid, evil bitch. Then again… in the current state she was now, the same could be said for her and the rest of her Alter counterparts; both women were cut from the same cloth. Rider faced the man once again, starting to clean up his tears with a tissue before she smiled at him, her trigger finger carefully playing and teasing the white-haired woman with the idea of blowing her head off.

"Two times. I felt a disturbance two times; us Artorias may not share the same Saint Graph, but we all are one soul registered in the throne of Heroes manifested into different possibilities and aspects of King Arthur. The moment I felt part of my Spirit core disappear from Chaldea I knew something was up… and then I felt your pain and sorrow plaguing my heart like a disease. Who could've thought that this version of my annoying bitch of an older sister would have the ability to assimilate Spirit cores into her Saint Graph… ?"

"Artoria… ! YOU PEST!"

Growled back the Queen of the Faeries to the Dark King of the Round table. She really had to hold back her urges to outright slap her entire pistol against her face, she couldn't waste not a single bit of strength though; she admitted it, Morgan had become way too powerful, she had always been one, but right now with Mashu and Lancer inside her body, she would be way too much to handle unless they brought at the very least three of their best fighters. Artoria knew this… but even so… she also knew something else.

One small key detail Le Fae had overlooked.

"Ritsuka. You're the man Morgan chose to spent her life with; at the same time you're my owner, the one I absolutely must serve no matter what, for that is the Duty of a Maid. Feel your connection with her. Do it."

She ordered, the black-haired male rose an eyebrow in confusion as he looked down at his wife, who then looked back at him with an expression of anger and frustration. Right… he had been so concentrated on their emotional and physical bond that he overlooked the most important detail of them all: Morgan was a Servant. The only reason as to why she hadn't reincarnated herself yet using one of the multiple holy grails Chaldea held, was because she was saving it for the day their fight ended.

That's when he finally noticed and realized what was going on; what Artoria Alter was feeling, that he did not. All she needed to confirm it was the expression of amazement and how life seemed to return to his beautiful blue eyes, causing her to smile.

"Her Saint Graph is— "

"Unstable, yes, my Master. Morgan seems unable to keep both Mashu and my Lancer self inside her body for much longer; even less now after watching you cry. It seems like it has made their union unstable. It was never a permanent thing; she lied to you for extra arousal… isn't that right… you stupid bitch?"

A vein started to appear on the white-haired woman the more this younger version of her sister continued to belittle her… what's worse… she was doing so right in front of the man they— she loved with all her heart. Her Faerie eyes could see the pity and cockiness exuding from her soul, this is why, this is why, this is exactly why she hated the blackened versions of Artoria with her entire being. She may be on good terms with Lancer, but every single one, absolutely every single one of the Alter incarnations of Artoria treated her like she was nothing but a lowlife that, somehow, brainwashed their Master into accepting her as his wife.

Ritsuka often had to intervene and put a stop to them whenever they requested to have some time with him, but even so; they relished and laughed at her as she saw with angry eyes how they indulged on her husband's body in front of her very eyes, they liked, adored and were in extasy about the idea of fucking Ritsuka in front of her frustrated eyes, angering her in a way Mélusine could never even dreamt of.

Morgan hated every single Alter of Artoria Pendragon… and they hated her back.

"ARTORIAAAAAAAAAAA!"

She screamed back, trying to get up to rip her to shreds, but before she could do so, a pair of shackles were placed on her wrists and ankles, sealing her mana and greatly diminish her strength. That's what came with the disadvantages of being a Servant, had she been reincarnated, this wouldn't have worked on her, or at least, not as much. But her body was magical, so it was more than effective. She came prepared for this.

Ritsuka was taken aback by the feral roar his beloved half let out as she moved around like a fish, desperately trying to break her binds to execute this version of her sister and resume her role as a loving, caring and selfless Wife. The black knight of the Round table turned around to face her master, before her arms went around his shoulders to push him towards her, for Morgan to see. Forty-eight felt his face heat up when his personal Maid looked at him, caressing his back while her golden eyes looked back at him.

The poor thing… despite having wiped out his tears, the trails they left out when they fell across his cheeks were still there…

This skank really didn't deserve to be her Owner's wife. Had she been the one to posses that role, she would be gladly choking on his cock and follow his every order dutifully with no question asked, she would've never done something as hideous as to try and absorb others simply to enhance herself; that's why she simply modified her Saint Graph for, after all. If he wanted her to be taller, to have bigger tits, to sweat even more or have a bigger, fatter ass, he just had to say so and she would do it.

"Ritsuka… I think you understand what must be done, right? We must take Mashu and Lancer out of Morgan… one way or another."

Right as she said that, she let him go. Ritsuka saw with eyes open how Artoria Alter pulled out Excalibur Morgan out of her cleavage, sending him and Berserker into panic. Was she… was she suggesting for them to open up her body and find them both? Would it even work in the first place? Not quite, no. Artoria coated her hands in black/reddish magic, enveloping Excalibur Morgan with it, and then it went around her crotch.

Yes… she may not be a mage like her counterpart from the Sixth Lostbelt, nor her sibling… but something as simple as to changing the shape of her Noble Phantasm was an easy game for anyone, after all…

"Wha— ?"

"YOU—"

The couple shouted at the same time, realizing what she had done. The black-reddish artifact that Alter had transformed her sword into, attaching it to her pussy through a belt was none other than a strap-on… a very big one at that. Way too big, similar in size to the member of their master, but not that big. Only then the blue-eyed Magus knew what Rider was implying by her words; if Morgan was already unstable, then—

Pendragon's eyes shone with delight as her gaze went downwards, to the massive, fat and sweaty ass of her older sister, licking her lips. A shiver ran down the Faerie's spine when she realized what her husband and her most hated enemy were planning at that very moment. Artoria stood up, before she turned around to look at the two people on the bed. It would be more humiliating and easier to do so standing, after all, they were two.

"Come here you stupid bitch."

"ACKT!"

It was her turn to be overpowered and treated as something less than human. Artoria's hand went to Morgan's neck, squeezing it as tightly as she could as she lifted her, turning her around to then face their lover; Artoria made sure to show Ritsuka how she was holding his Wife like nothing but trash. How her restricted movements caused her boobs to move up and down, and her ass-cheeks to clap from time to time, as cruel as it was to say it, the view was more than enough to turn him on even more.

Artoria Alter was… dominating Morgan… his wife… in front of him…

That's just the type of mindset she wanted him to be in. His duty as a husband, despite not being royalty, despite being nothing but a pathetic peasant from Proper Human History, was to punish and correct his wife whenever she did something she shouldn't have. That was a lesson Alter wanted her lover to learn, just like how he was in his right to punish and do with her as he pleased, same should be for Morgan whenever the time came.

"Don't forget, Ritsuka… you're this bitch's master. Morgan is a whore. We all are whores that are yours and yours alone. Come on; man up, and use your bitch-breaker to put her in place. Your beloved Maid will aid you in this endeavor, and then we can have Netorare sex for the rest of the night with Lancer and Mashu. How does that sound… my Master?~"

It seemed to trigger something in him. Morgan saw it with her Faerie eyes, how the sadness and pain her beloved had been going through because of her lies, her words, her actions and her deceives washed away, instead being replaced by a sense of hope and joy all too familiar to her, who had ended up in a situation too similar to that fake illusion she casted for him back at the Enma-tei where he and Artoria Caster teamed up to have sex with her and save Pan-human History… but this time…

This was reality. Her reality.

Ritsuka accommodated her legs on his shoulders, allowing his member to rub itself against the entrance to her genitalia right as Artoria did the same with "Strap-on Morgan", both of them were preparing themselves to invade her sacred body at the same time, and the Faerie of Paradise couldn't break free nor do anything to retaliate. Artoria Alter put her hands under her armpits, not without before making a snarky comment about how unkept and revolting they were, unlike hers who she constantly took care of to appear as presentable as possible for her owner. The maid seemed to enjoy the situation her bastard of a sibling was in.

Right as a black/reddish aura coated the dildo her sword turned into.

"HUSBAND! YOU WILL FREE ME RIGHT THIS INSTANT! ARTORIA! IF YOU DARE STICK YOUR SWORD INSIDE ME I SWEAR TO GOD I'LL—"

"Just shut the fuck up already, Morgan. The more I hear your voice the more I want to cut my ears off."

Coldly replied the Maid, before she ended up synchronizing herself with the man of her dreams; both the blue-eyed man and the golden-eyed woman thrusted upwards; causing the Winter Witch to let out a scream as she felt her intestines being invaded by both her beloved husband's dick, but also something else. Artoria's Dildo, filled to the brim with the power of her latent evil, was a perfect match against her asshole… but that was the thing.

That wasn't Morgan's anus, no… that was Artoria Lancer's.

"G-GAAAAAAGGHHHH! AHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Ritsuka let out a sigh as the familiar tightness and warmness of Mashu's pussy coated his genitalia, from behind, Morgan clenched her fists as her voice escaped from her throat with such strength the human got surprised. Pendragon let out a small laugh as her noble phantasm invaded her sister's butthole, part of her soul that made the existence known as "Artoria Pendragon (Lancer)" was infused with Morgan right now… so she knew… she knew…

Right as the heartbeat of the Berserker-class servant increased its speed, the blonde's tongue extended itself, licking her sister's ear as the Mother of Baobhan felt her ass-cheeks spreading as the dildo continued to go inside her guts; Fujimaru let out a sigh of relief as his hands went to Alter's rear, ensuring none of them would let go off the Faerie, who's face had changed into one of pure pleasure and bliss.

She couldn't understand it.

What is this… what is this… WHAT IS THIS, WHAT IS THIS, WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?!

Anal Sex wasn't something she was new to. Ritsuka, her beloved husband, her half, what she needed to be complete, healthy and sane had already used her asshole for a long time now, but this was the first time she felt so good, it felt almost as if her mind would shatter. Artoria knew exactly what her sister was thinking, simply based off the revolting, pleasure-filled face she was making as her hip receded with a lot of effort… their man blushed, recognizing the struggling expression of his Wife… that was…

"Artoria… Morgan's face looks just like—"

"Like ours. Yes. Apparently… while her mouth and throat are still hers; her pussy adapted itself to that of Mashu… and her asshole is that of my Lancer counterpart… and you do know how weak we are to anal sex, don't you, my Master?~"

Artoria let out a laugh. Oh, the stupid harlot really… really didn't realize nor thought about the implications of absorbing someone else who she had no prior knowledge of? She was sure Ritsuka had devoured and fucked the ass of her counterparts multiple times in Morgan's eyes, enough for her to be aware that inheriting their butt would be a weakness rather than an upgrade, but seemingly she had miscalculated; either how good it would feel or what would her body take from her victims.

Ritsuka looked at his beloved's face in silence, not answering nor replying to Alter's question. Morgan was doing such an obscene face right now, her eyes were desperately trying to focus and regain attention yet unable to; it wasn't an Ahegao like the Artorias… because she was resisting it. Her will, her strength, her personality despite having mixed up with Lancer and Shielder, was still present and was coming out mainly due to the fact that her Saint Graph was becoming more and more unstable.

It was… beautiful in its own way.

"Morgan… "

He tried to hate her. He tried to be angry with her. But he couldn't. Not when the black tears were falling from her eyes so constantly as he and Artoria penetrated her pussy and butt so slowly yet deeply. The lips of the Faerie Queen trembled in response to her feeling called out, this humiliation… the way her beloved husband was seeing at her right now… Tonelico— Morgan couldn't register nor comprehend how her plans had backfired so badly, so quickly. This wasn't how things were meant to play.

Plaf… plaf… plaf~

She was meant to be using her newly acquired, busty and taller body to turn Ritsuka, her beloved husband, into an angel. To take him by his hands and indulge him in his wildest fantasies and make him feel both loved, cuddled, protected, secured, desired, as he did the same for her, basically as they experienced nirvana together, after she stole everything that made Galahad and Artoria who they were.

Instead… there she was… trapped, sandwiched between the person she loved to the point of madness, and the version of her sister she hated the most with her entire soul. A scream, a growl of pure frustration escaped her lips as her beloved's mouth went after her neck; Ritsuka bit, kissed, and licked her skin with such care and love while Artoria did the same with one of her ears, both of them were degrading her, fucking her.

Raping her.

"YOU… LOWLIVES! HOW… DARE YOU… HOW DARE— HAAAAAAAH~"

She didn't want to. Oh gods, oh gods, she really didn't wanted to, to show her husband this side of her. Her resentment, her hate, her true nature, her real self, her inner darkness, yet there she was. She was meant to be elegant, concise, cold, cruel, inexpressive, the epitome of the word Queen, yet… what she was showing right now as she was being overwhelmed by love and hate at the same time, was not entirely hers.

This behavior… it was that of "Vivian Le Fae" from Proper Human History. The mother of Mordred Pendragon, Gawain, Gareth and Agravain.

That, Artoria Alter recognized as her eyes went down, admiring how with even the slightest movement she made, Morgan's ass trembled greatly; its size had really increased to an impressive degree, to the point she was really jealous of it. Alter couldn't help but admire the result of having consumed the bodies of her other self and Mashu, it really had done wonders for her stupid sibling, and she hated it. She was his maid, his number one servant; if there had been someone in this useless organization who deserved to marry him and serve him, it should've been her.

Her. Her, her, her, her not Morgan.

SLAP

"GKHT!"

"Stop screaming. My ears are on the verge of bleeding."

She demanded, starting a barrage of slaps as her thrusting increased its speed, she had to admit that, despite not having a penis, she could still somewhat feel something through her Excalibur right now, and it felt amazing. Morgan's asshole— her own ass was unbelievably tight, like a vacuum, sucking her more and more, adapting; with each thrust she gave it, pulling backwards became more and more difficult for Alter.

Morgan closed her mouth as her gaze went downwards, observing her husband. Ritsuka's mouth was now licking and playing with the skin and flesh of her neck in such a loving, caring way while the tip of his cock hit and stabbed the entrance to her womb constantly; when Artoria's dildo went out, his cock went in, when he thrusted backwards, she thrusted in. They both were overwhelming her, each time her strength and force diminished more and more, causing her to sweat and struggle to even breathe.

It was working.

As much as she hated to admit it; she felt more and more herself yet her emotions were also becoming more unstable the more time she passed, that's precisely why she was unable to control her anger or her mouth right now. Her spirit core was splitting into three, as slowly but surely she felt the voices of her younger sibling and knight resonating inside her head.

Mashu and Artoria Lancer were coming out.

"GKKKGHT! GKKKKAAAAAGHHHHH! HUSBAND! STOP IT! STOP IT NOW! I DID— I DID IT FOR YOU! FOR YOU!!!!"

She shouted, at the top of her lungs while her face tried to avoid contact with the man she loved from the bottom of her heart, for the simple reason that she couldn't deal with the fact that he was fucking her so violently alongside her sister, all with the sole purpose of freeing his partners and undoing her actions. Morgan's most dark, irrational side had taken over her mind right now, that's something Fujimaru noticed instantly.

However…

Chu~

His decision had been taken. A moan of surprise escaped Berserker as she felt the mouth of her lover clashing against her own in a deep, loving kiss that took her with her guard low; the Master had his eyes closed with an expression of pure joy as his tongue invaded the mouth of his other half; Artoria's hands now went after Morgan's tits, taking advantage of her fingernails to sink them as deeply as she could in the Faerie's fleshy nipples as she thrusted backwards, then inwards, then backwards again.

"I would've preferred it if you kissed your Maid instead, Master! But suit yourself if that's what you want!"

Spoke Rider, now that Morgan's breasts were so big, she could perfectly suck one of them even while fucking her from behind, which is what she did; not because she liked her or was actually interested in them, it was simply part of her work. She required mana to maintain the current form of her Noble Phantasm, so the best place to get it from right now while maximizing effectiveness, was the Witch's milk.

A shiver ran down Le Fae's spine as she felt her husband's cock invading her womb, finally hitting her cervix and then going backwards so he could thrust again with all his strength; causing it to bulge in her lower belly. She tried to fight back, she really tried to fight back, but her magic had been and was still being suppressed; what's more, Artoria was draining her milk, extracting mana from it and making it hers to enhance her parameters, her speed, her force, and the bruteness of her penetration.

Her Faerie eyes were barely able to move and see Ritsuka's emotions, expecting to find resentment… but there was none. His tongue continued to move inside her mouth as his hands caressed her ass; for Artoria had let her cheeks go to milk her tits, causing a mess in the floor alongside their fluids. Fujimaru's soul was filled with beautiful, bright, shiny colors all aimed towards her, and her alone.

Ritsuka… her Husband… he…

He doesn't hate me… he loves me… he loves me…

The sudden realization made her heart beat with warmth; her head felt dizzier. The black-haired man slapped his wife's butt as he felt how her tongue moved back, circling around his own while her lips desperately searched for his. Morgan moved her head from left to right, enjoying how Artoria bit her nipple without a care in the world; she wasn't being gentle or soft at all, she was Alter, after all. She didn't mind that her teeth imprinted themselves on the fleshy, exquisite, big and delicious areola that was her sister's nipple. Ritsuka's member started to throb, right as Pendragon continued to drank straight from the Faerie's boobs.

ZAAAAP ZAAAAAP ZAAAAP~

Their tongues danced as if they were dogs. Ritsuka let go off Morgan's mouth, causing her to moan and scream as she arched her head backwards, she felt more and more like herself all while the familiar white electricity from her fusion started to surround her body, something Artoria and Ritsuka noticed. The child of Emiya and Tohsaka breathed in heavily, his hand started to burn; he could feel it, his connection to Mashu and Artoria Lancer was being restored and messed with.

"A-Artoria… !"

"I know, Master! Now's your chance! Let's go as hard as we can on this whore!"

Ordered Rider, a cocky smile appearing on her face as she heard her Sister suffering another orgasm; Morgan came, she came at that exact moment while she felt how her lover's cock hit the back of her womb, and how her sister's dildo hit the deepest parts of her rectum, yet even so the fusion was still prevailing. They needed to cum together with her, even if that dildo wasn't a cock, it still was a noble phantasm.

Her noble phantasm.

"AHHHH! HAAAAHHH! MY… HUSBAAAAAAAAND!"

Yelled out the Faerie of paradise, suffering what Ritsuka assumed to be her fourth orgasm of the night. Artoria let out a laugh at the pathetic sight of her sister cumming through her nipples; the milk spurted with such ferocity it stained Ritsuka's torso and Artoria's face, her current expression was so different from her usual stoicism, she always knew that no matter where she came from, Morgan would always be a stupid power hungry whore, whoever this "Tonelico" woman was, had inherited that part of her sister.

And it would prove to be her downfall, here and now.

Ritsuka hid his face on his wife's cleavage as he felt how his penis started to throb, his Morgan, his Morgan, she had done a mistake, she did wrong, but that didn't change the fact that she did so because she loved him, and he was happy because of it… they would have to talk about this, yes, but right now… all he wanted was to cum as deeply as he could inside Mashu's pussy and be done with it.

A feeling that Artoria shared as well. Alter closed her eyes, gritting her teeth as she prepared to unleash a burst of non-lethal magical energy aimed straight at Le Fae's spirit core, this had to do the trick; if mixed up with Morgan's next orgasm and Ritsuka's mana, it would be all they needed to free Kyrielight and her other self.

"I'm— !"

"EXCALIBUR… !"

Morgan opened her eyelids as much as she could as her body started to be consumed by a white light, they didn't stop, they didn't stop. They were moving as fast as they could. Her husband's head was so close to her heart, so close in fact he could perfectly hear her heart beating with the strength of a drummer. A black/reddish aura surrounded Artoria Alter's body alongside her dildo, one thrust, two thrust, the couple's hips worked in perfect synchronization right now, to the point that she couldn't hold on anymore, she couldn't, she needed to cum, she needed to cum, she was going to—

"CUMMING!"

"MORGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!"

"HAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!~"

SPLUUUUUUUUUUUUURT~

SQUISHHHHHHHH~

The three screamed at the same time. The powerful aura that had been surrounding Artoria Alter's body just a moment before mixed up completely with the albino's white aura, causing a vortex of white electricity, black and red mist as the Magus unloaded a vast quantity of sperm in the deepest parts of her womb. Soon enough, as Morgan continued to scream, the voices of Mashu Kyrielight and Artoria Pendragon Lancer could be heard, their bodies got thrown out of the white explosion, both being freed from their captor.

Each of them though, fell on the floor, as exhausted as Ritsuka was due to all the physical energy and stamina he had to use to ejaculate inside his Wife, and the mana he had to give Alter to unleash her noble phantasm, he still managed to find it in him to go after his Kouhai, and his beloved Lion King.

"Mashu! Artoria!"

Yelled out the blue-eyed mage, smiling as he quickly ran towards the pinkette. Kyrielight was coated in a stinky, smelly and gooey substance all too similar to saliva; same for Lancer. Alter Rider on the other hand took out her dildo from her sister's rectum, who's Saint Graph returned to its original appearance, her theory proved to be correct. Shielder's eyes moved slightly the moment she heard the voice of her dreams…

Then it hit her; she could feel again. She could think again. She could breathe. She could move. She could exist. She—

"Sen… pai… ?"

It was a bizarre imitation of their second meeting at the Rayshift chamber, prior to their contract as a Master and Servant and what they went through in Singularity F. Heavens… his heart ached after hearing her calling him with such a weak tone. Ritsuka's arms enveloped the gooey, weakened body of his beloved Shield; the first thing he did was hold her and, and intertwine his fingers with hers. It was all she needed. All the Shield of Chaldea wanted; to hold his hand again, to hear his heart beating in her ears, to feel his warm… to know that it was ok.

She was back where she belonged, with her Master.

"Hm… it seems like my other self is out cold… as to be expected, as a Heroic Spirit, her assimilation was total and absolute, despite not being permanent…"

Rider spoke, holding the body of her Lancer self in her arms, walking towards Ritsuka's bed so they could rest. Seemingly their plans would have to be cut short, she would've loved to have a foursome with the two to celebrate their successful rescue, but it just wasn't meant to be. His lips curved into a smile, seeing Kyrielight and Pendragon side to side, their bodies while being dirty, were in an absolute pristine condition, even so, they would need to be checked out at Nightingale's infirmary first thing in the morning.

Now… there was one thing they had to do. After leaving a kiss on Mashu's left cheek and Artoria's right cheek, him and Alter walked up towards Morgan's body, picking her up with a stern look in his eyes. While he wasn't angry, they needed to—

"… !"

His heart skipped a beat.

She wasn't moving. Morgan wasn't moving.

"Morgan… ? MORGAN! ANSWER ME!"

He screamed, causing Alter to open her eyes; quickly grabbing Berserker's wrist in order to get her pulse… and then she realized it wasn't there. A shiver ran down her spine, did she miscalculated it? Was it too much? Was it too rough? Even if she hated her Sister, this didn't mean she actually wanted her to die… for better and for worse, that woman was now the "Queen of Chaldea" and her Master's wife.

"Quick! Put on some pants, Master! I'll take her and Lancer to the infirmary! You carry Mashu!"

Yelled out the Maid, casting her black dress and putting on a towel on the Faerie of Paradise in order to cover her skin. The Last Master of Humanity nodded, searching for his underwear and a pair of black pants, not truly giving a damn about putting on a shirt before picking up Shielder's body between his arms, carrying her like a princess, at the very least she had pulse, but same couldn't be said for his wife.

To make matters worse… her body was exuding golden particles.

.

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-[Epilogue: Reckless, as always… ]-

Tonelico Le Fae… a woman defined by tragedy and suffering. One could say she was the perfect embodiment of a tragic hero from Greek legends, without the need to be one. The Original Faerie of paradise, born from the inner sea of the planet with the only purpose of guiding Faeries and Humans in her Lostbelt to be as similar as they could to Proper-human History, but who ended up failing despite all her sacrifices and struggles.

Tonelico was a shinning star, a beacon of hope and inspiration for those who traveled by her side and who were her companions until the bitter end. That is who she was, before reality came crushing down and drowned her soul in the darkest abyss ever imaginable.

Morgan Le Fae, ruler of the Sixth Lostbelt, could not have been an even better, sadder end to her tale even if she tried. A monster. A Tyrant. A villain. A demon. A Queen. A… mother… those were all aspects of her personality, her dark frozen heart, eternally shrouded in a vortex of hopelessness and failures after having lost everything she had once held dear, and forgetting everything that once made her be a Star, only to become something worse than even Oberon-Vortigen, who had it not been for the arrival of Chaldea, would've never fulfilled her purpose.

By all accounts… Morgan was something worse than the devil… but even so… even so, she still had a heart, and a soul that, as much as she wanted to deny it, longed and constantly searched for love, for purpose… for a place to call home.

And she found it, ironically, after suffering the most brutal of deaths at the hands of those she had enslaved with an iron fist for over two-thousand years.

"… Hmngh… "

There was no pain. There was nothing. Her eyelids opened up slowly and heavily; rather than being greeted by the familiar ceiling of her bedchambers in Faerie Britain, what greeted her was the unfamiliar scent of Chaldea's infirmary; her fingers moved a tiny bit, closing around something that she quickly identified as a finger. The white-haired monarch moved her head to the left, realizing what was going on. She was wearing her usual outfit, yes, but her crown was nowhere to be found.

One… two… three… four… five… six… seven chairs were placed around her bedroom, where the sleeping bodies of Tam Lin Galahad, Tam Lin Gawain, Tam Lin Lancelot, Baobhan Sith, two versions of her annoying little sister and her husband were sleeping on. Although… the Nosferatu and her Beloved better half were sleeping next to her bed, each of them holding her hands, her eyes could instantly tell not only that Baobhan Sith had cried, but also that her soul, Ritsuka, Artoria and Galahad's were filled with sadness and worry. What… had happened… ? the last thing she remembered was—

Ah… I see…

Just looking at Artoria Lancer and Tam Lin Galahad's sleeping faces made her recall the events of the night of April 5th. After witnessing the unusual nature of Ortlinde, Thrúd and Hildr, she recalled her ability to absorb and fully consume other Faeries of Paradise and wanted to try and see what would it happen if she tried to consume a Heroic Spirit. After fully assimilating Artoria Lancer, however—

Baobhan Sith's ear twitched. A small, tired "Hmmm… ?" escaped the Vampire's mouth, in turn, causing Ritsuka to wake up, followed shortly after by the rest. The grey-skinned Archer opened her eyelids slowly, facing towards the freezing gaze of her mother. Baobhan opened her mouth a tiny bit in surprise, as Morgan's hand squeezed her own even tighter.

"Good morning, Baobhan Sith. My Husband. I hope you both had pleasant—"

"MOTHER!"

Her scream was what woke up the rest of the crew members present in the room. Artoria Saber Alter almost fell from her chair out of fear, while Mélusine lazily stretched her legs and arms, a string of saliva still falling from her mouth as the golden-eyed dragon looked at her Queen, Barghest on the other hand shouted a quick "Your Majesty!", before kneeling down in one leg; the body of her daughter fell above her own.

"Morgan-san! You're… you're… awake…"

While excited at first, Mashu's joy quickly died down out of shame. Lancer's emotional state however, was quite complex. Le Fae could quickly tell she was angry, more than likely because of having been raped and absorbed the night before, but she could still discern a great amount of joy in her emotional state, same couldn't be said for Saber Alter however… but the only two she cared about truly, were—

"Morgan…"

"My husband…"

Ritsuka's hand squeezed her own as gently yet firmly as he could. The Chaldean seeking to intertwine his fingers with hers as quickly as possible, action that she wasted no time in reciprocating; her cold yet familiar and loving touch contrasting perfectly with his warm skin, a blush and a smile appeared on his face, causing the cruel ruler to smile at him, albeit barely. Her stoicism and elegance had returned fully, now free from her emotional tumult and the benefits of having consumed her younger sister and knight.

However… his face quickly changed from one of love and joy, into one of seriousness. Just as she had predicted; the mood of the entire room shifted into one of seriousness, the only one who still retained her easy-going nature, as one would expect, was Baobhan Sith, always supporting of her Mother's every single action. Even Mélusine was acting serious, as miraculous and impossible as it sounded.

Clearly she had messed up.

"Morgan… we need to talk about what you did."

The High Queen closed her eyes for a brief moment, her hand scratching and caressing Sith's pink hair constantly, nodding slightly as a sign to let him continue. Who cleared out her throat first was none other than the ruler of the Sixth Singularity, Artoria Lancer, who's arms closed under her chest, frowning.

"Listen, Morgan… I'll be blunt. What you did to me… to Mashu… it was even worse than hideous. It was outright vile."

Spoke the blonde, Morgan's face didn't change one bit from her usual emotionless, cold gaze, Shielder, who had been concentrated on the floor, clenched her black skirt in an effort to find the strength and courage required to face her former friend and leader. As much as she wanted to try and find a way to justify Tonelico's actions, she couldn't. She had lied to them, took them for her own gain, and even then, the way she acted and worded out her actions, it had truly sent them into a state of absolute fear she was still trying to process and comprehend.

"Morgan-san… do you have… do you have any idea of… of what I was thinking while you… "

She couldn't continue. Berserker's gaze turned to her Tam Lin; Sir Galahad managed to hold back her tears, but barely. Despite her evil, cruel nature, some things never changed. Perhaps it was because a long time ago, that woman was a friend and a member of the original Tam Lins, a woman who walked side by side with Tonelico Le Fae across the lands of Faerie Britain, saving humans and Faeries alike while trying to teach them how to be better. Perhaps it was because she genuinely still held some love and compassion in her seemingly, endless black-hole of a soul…

Or perhaps she truly felt guilty because, just like Galahad, she loved Ritsuka… and the idea of being separated from him terrified her. The blue-eyed male gently pulled his wife's arm, causing her to look at him with a mechanical move. The seemingly emotionless face of the High Queen clashed against the Serious expression of the man she married… and for just a brief second, for just a brief second…

She feared the thought of him disposing of her.

"Listen… Morgan. I… I don't hate you, ok? I never could. I genuinely love you, and I forgive you… but I want you to understand something… please, try to comprehend it. The freedom and liberty of your actions end where the wellbeing of your compatriots begins. You… vulnerated Mashu and Artoria's integrity and made them think they wouldn't even… exist after you were done. That is not acceptable. Ever. And I want you to apologize, properly."

It wasn't a petition. No. It was a demand. A demand from a Husband to a Wife, who completely ignored the fact that said woman could literally kill him by just gazing at him. A peasant demanding apologies from a Royal. Who could've thought such day would arrive… yet it was happening. Morgan closed her eyelids for a moment, meditating on the matter…

Morality… such a strange concept from Proper Human History that she still could barely understand… even after seeing Ritsuka's memories and studying a thing or two about History from his world… Morality… Integrity… those words were so foreign and strange to someone like her, who had long since abandoned and discarded every single positive Value that she could've had during her time growing up in Orkney under the wing of the Rain Clan…

Yet, as much as she hated to admit it… if she was one day to return with her Husband to a life of peacefulness after restoring the Bleached earth to its natural state, she would have to get accustomed to the way humans ran things in their society, no matter how strange they were.

A long sigh escaped her lips at that very moment; Baobhan Sith seemed to move her head upwards, away from the safety of her Mother's cleavage to look at her face, quite curious about her answer.

Yes… Morgan may not know that much about Morality or Integrity… but…

"Artoria. Galahad. Listen to me… and listen well."

Spoke the High Queen, causing her sister and Mashu to turn their faces towards her with expectation. Morgan continued to caress her daughter's head, while holding onto her husband's hand, Barghest, Saber Alter and Mélusine's attention was fully focused on the Queen's speech. She had given thousands of thousands of speeches to the Faeries back at her homeland, but this time… just this one time… she wanted to speak to them as a person, as Morgan, and not the High Queen.

As hard as it was… her pride and the future of her relationships in Chaldea depended on it.

"I'm sorry. I do. I lied to you two about your fates during the process of absorption, and made you think it would be the end of it all, just for the sake of some personal satisfaction out of my own selfishness and desire for extra pleasure. I harmed you and profaned not just your bodies, your souls and spirit itself in order to… simply put… wanting to please and surprise my Husband."

Her gaze went from one to the other. Ritsuka tried to keep a stern look, in order to ensure Morgan knew the seriousness of her actions, but he couldn't. Yes, he was the kind of man to give a small punishment to those he thought, deserved it… but this was different; this wasn't just any woman, this was his Wife.

He could still remember her words, how she screamed at him telling him to stop, because she did this for him, for his sake, but… what for, exactly?... was he really entirely free of sin? At the core of it all, he couldn't lie that… while it had been strange to make love with Morgan while she was fused with Mashu and Artoria, it had been a wonderful and entertaining experience. She literally took the best qualities of each of his friends, integrated them into her, and turned into something… extraordinary.

Vile… but extraordinary.

"Mashu. You once were a friend of Tonelico, she bestowed upon you the title of Tam Lin Galahad, and as far as I recall, she's the reason as to why you were able to return to your era and reunite yourself with My Husband… the words I said to you… I vulnerated and openly attacked everything your bond with my husband represents."

"Morgan-san…"

Muttered the purple-eyed woman in slight disbelief at the words of her leader, shocked at hearing her say her name for the first time in what felt like ages. The High Queen made a slight bow with her head as a way to apologize, before her eyes went to Ritsuka, the mood was changing quickly, mainly because seemingly, Morgan was indeed putting her entire soul into her speech, she wasn't doing so simply because Ritsuka ordered her to.

No… she was truly sorry.

"I ain't asking you to forgive me, nor do I want to justify my actions… I just want you to understand; I was selfish. I am Evil. I am not what you know as a "Good person" nor will I ever be. I was jealous of everything you've gone through with my Husband, ever since he arrived to Chaldea, no doubt you are an integral part of his heart just like he is a key part of yours; what you two share is unique… and what I did… I just wanted to feel, for just a little brief, how you feel… I don't want you to accept this compliment, but I do want you two to hear it: after having absorbed your soul into my Spirit Core… I can tell… you two share one of the strongest, purest, most beautiful bonds I've ever experienced… and I am thankful to you for allowing me to feel the way you do, even if just for a little bit… "

Yes. It wasn't an excuse. It wasn't a justification. It was just how she felt. But also, those words… they carried her admiration. Her appreciation, and tried to convey, as much as she could with her tone, everything she thought about what Ritsuka and Mashu had gone through ever since their adventures in Chaldea started. Ritsuka would be lying if he said it had no effect on him, and by the way Mashu's lips trembled, it seemingly did trigger a couple of heartstrings in her heart.

She could tell what she was saying… it was a blessing in disguise. She… had the blessing of her queen to be her Senpai's wife. Tonelico… might be gone forever. The Savior of the Faeries, the Messiah of her people, the one who was meant to be the original forger of Excalibur in hopes of guiding her Lostbelt to a brighter tomorrow might've disappeared in the flames of agony the night Uther Pendragon vanished…

But even so… even so… in a way… she was still there. Smiling and holding her hand, like all those years ago.

All that was left was… Artoria. Green clashed against Blue. The Lion King faced the High Queen. Both rulers of Britain, one of humans, the other one of Faeries. So similar yet so different. Saber Alter squinted her eyelids as she also looked back at her older sister, despite her not being the same person completely as Lancer per se… this also concerned her, even if just a little.

"Artoria… you and me have never seen eye to eye. And maybe, never will understand each other fully. Ever since I got summoned to this place, I hated you, and wanted nothing but to destroy you, despite me not being the same woman you grew up with all your life. Ever since what you, me and Mordred went through on December 25th things changed between us, and I'll openly say it… I started to appreciate you."

A blush spread across the nasal bridge of the green-eyed blonde, while her younger, darker counterpart seemed to let out a cocky "Ohhh?" at the mention of her feelings. Morgan frowned slightly, turning her gaze towards Saber Alter for a brief moment before concentrating herself fully on Lancer, nodding to herself as she once again bowed her head.

"I have no right to ask for your forgiveness, nor for how I mistreated the newly placed trust and how gravely I may've hurt the sisterly bond we had been constructing since then. I'll understand if you can't find it in yourself to give me a second chance to redeem myself and be a proper sister to you… and if you wish for us to not acknowledge each other unless it's related to Mordred and Husband, I'll accept it as well."

That was everything. Unlike Mashu, who had a more emotional reaction, Lancer seemed to meditate on it for a moment. Her ahoge moved itself from left to right on her head as her hand went towards her chin, scratching and caressing it gently while she tried to decide on the best course of actions… it was true that Morgan had indeed done something horrible to her and Mashu… and it was also true that she was kind of angry about the fact that she had been raped by that revolting dick of hers, and then used as nothing but an Ascension Material… but…

The more she pondered about it, the more she realized it wasn't that big of a deal; even if she wanted to be angry and resent her, it would have way more catastrophic consequences to their Sisterly relationship and what they had been building alongside Mordred all these months since that wonderful night.

Did Morgan do something wrong and vile? Yeah. But it wasn't as if she had killed Mashu, caused another Lostbelt, betrayed Chaldea or killed key members of the Staff nor attempted against the Human Order… in the grand scheme of things, she did nothing.

It wasn't worth it. So she just smiled, crossing her arms after giving her beloved Ritsuka a quick glance.

"Its… fine, Morgan. I forgive you. And in fact… thinking about it fully, after seeing in our shared Memories how Ritsuka seemed to be enjoying himself… I wouldn't mind if you wanted to try absorbing me again, that is, of course, with prior knowledge. It would be a nice way to surprise him, after all."

"HUH?!"

"Wha—"

Ok… that was unexpected. Even Saber Alter backed away from her other self at the sudden revelation, was she being serious? Was she actually being serious about letting herself be consumed a second time by her Sister? Had she gone mad? She wasn't that stupid, it was impossible that they shared the same head, even her couldn't help but be disgusted at the thought of becoming part of someone else, let alone Morgan of all people.

The High Queen let out a small laugh after looking up at her little sister, nodding joyfully before looking down at her lover.

"It's settled then… Husband. I hope you're prepared… we may have more surprises in store for you from now on~"

Right after she said that, the woman started to gently caress the head of her lover alongside Baobhan Sith's. Ritsuka's face turned red completely as he got forced to rest against one of his wife's breasts, trying to understand what the heck was going on? How did things turn out this way? This was meant to be a lesson! It wasn't supposed to end in a consensus where Morgan and Artoria decided to merge another day in the future or something of the sort! For the love of god…

What did my life turned into… ?!

The end.