Friend of Eggbug (18+)

They’ve walked further away than is probably necessary when Kallixenia stops, backs Lunaeris against a tree and slumps over her.

“Oh,” Lunaeris says, cupping her cheek. “I knew it was weighing on you love, tell me-”

“Mm,” Kallixenia hums, closing her eyes and nuzzling into her hand. “Princess…”

“Yes?”

She opens her eyes slightly, not meeting her princess’ gaze. “A good knight serves her princess’ every need, doesn’t she?”

“I- I don’t follow.”

Kallixenia sinks to her knees before the Princess, delicately takes the hem of her dress between her fingers. She doesn’t want to talk about her problem, she wants to fix it. “I would like…” she says tentatively, “very much, to be a good knight right now. If you’d allow it.”

“Oh!” Lunaeris chirps, surprised. “Well, I-” She pauses for a moment and thinks, before muttering some spells under her breath. “If- If it’ll make you happy, by all means.”

“It will,” says Kallixenia, slowly lifting her dress and kissing the exposed skin of her leg. “Thank you, Princess.”

She slowly works her way over the Princess’ legs, lips trailing upward until they meet the soft fabric of her undergarments. She kisses her stomach as she slides her fingers beneath them and gingerly pulls them down.

“Thank you, Princess,” she repeats, reverent.

Lunaeris clears her throat shyly above her, the back of her hand placed over her mouth to hide her blush. “Really, no trouble at all,” she says.

Lunaeris is just what Kallixenia needs right now, always so responsive to her efforts. She draws in a breath as Kallie dips her tongue between her lips, and immediately a wave of gratification washes over her. If her princess is satisfied with her service, then she’s a good knight, and everything is as it should be.

Soon she feels the fingers of Lunaeris’ other hand on the back of her head, nails insistently digging into her scalp. Kallie would prefer to take her time, and she likes to think that Lunaeris prefers it too and is just too petulant to ever admit it; but she can hurry things along if the Princess wishes it. She slides one hand up the Princess’ thigh and sets her fingers to work as well, slipping just her middle finger into her cunt to start.

“Haah~!” Lunaeris gasps as she’s penetrated. “Mmmm, Kallie…”

She rolls her hips slightly, chasing more. Kallixenia happily obliges her, ring finger joining middle and sinking knuckle deep. Lunaeris’ pussy clenches on the digits appreciatively, and Kallixenia smiles into her. The Princess never lasts long when she does this, easily overwhelmed by her twofold efforts. It’s unbelievably cute, even if it embarrasses her. And it’s clear evidence that Kallixenia must be doing a good job.

“Oh- Oh that’s good,” Lunaeris whimpers, “Th-That’s really, o-oh-”

Kallixenia’s glad to hear it. And if she keeps it up just a little longer…

“Mnuhh- a-ah-!”

Lunaeris moans and twitches as Kallie draws her first climax of the night out of her. She looks up at the Princess, basks in her beauty; the tight expression on her face fading into relief, the flush spreading across her skin, the happy flutter of her long ears.

It soothes her heart, seeing her like this. Hearing her, feeling her. Her perfect princess, to serve and cherish. She slows her movements to a crawl, letting Lunaeris relax and regain some of her composure before speeding up again.

“Mmm…” Lunaeris sighs blissfully, looking down at her through half-lidded eyes. “Two, Kallie? You’ll spoil me…”

She will, she must; she wants to spoil Lunaeris so badly that the desire feels almost selfish. She doesn’t know if there’s anything she enjoys more than being the one who gets to touch her princess. Her cock is achingly stiff, leaking precum into her trousers, and all she wants is to just keep servicing Lunaeris. They can deal with that later, maybe.

Right now Lunaeris is whining and grinding her sodden cunt against Kallie’s lips; so that’s really just, inescapably plastered at the forefront of her mind. She happily continues, dragging her tongue across the bases of her own steadily pumping fingers and up Lunaeris’ slit.

The Princess’ whines take on a more overwrought tone as she inches closer to the edge again, and hardly an instant passes before Kallixenia unfurls her wings and curls them around her back; reaches her unoccupied hand up to take one of Lunaeris’ hands, gently rubbing her thumb into her palm. She knows her beloved has trouble sometimes, when she isn’t in control of things; and she knows what to say and do to stop her overthinking, but- her mouth is busy, and Lunaeris’ grip, while easily broken, is insisting it should remain so.

I have you Lunaeris, you’re safe, let yourself have it, she tries to say with her eyes, because her voice is saying ‘mmf, mmmn,’ and really nothing else. Don’t shy away, I’m right here to hold you together if you fall apart, just let it all out for me beloved, please, please-

Some part of it must get through to Lunaeris, because with a sharp cry she finishes again; an uncontrollable shiver running through her as she spatters Kallixenia’s face with her release.

Very gratifying.

Lunaeris pants between fitful giggles as she winds down from her second peak. She ruffles her fingers through Kallixenia’s hair and relaxes, and then lets out a sharp squeak as she feels Kallie’s lips on her again.

“Kallie- You- Another?” she asks, breathless. “I- I couldn’t possibly…”

Kallixenia could take her at her word, but- she says it like an invitation to prove her wrong; like she’s just finished stuffing herself at a feast only to have an absolutely sumptuous dessert placed in front of her.

Kallixenia is a very good knight. The Princess’ juices coat her face, drip down her chin. Every breath she takes is heady with her scent; her tongue is inundated with her taste, syrupy and salty, and still she’s starving for more.

She really must insist about the dessert.

If the Princess is typically easily excited, at this point she’s downright volatile. Kallie barely gets her fingers going again before she starts squirming like she’s on the brink of a truly enormous climax, keening as she grips a fistful of Kallie’s hair and bucks against her mouth.

She’s so fucking cute, cries growing strained as the tension inside her builds and builds beyond what Kallie thought she could take. Her legs are trembling so much it seems she might collapse, and all Kallie wants as she moans into her folds is to push her even further.

Lunaeris shrieks and jerks, and then-

“Oh- too much- Kallie Kalliekalliekallie Kalliiie-!” She babbles, panicked. “Gentle gentle gentle, oh gods, oh shit-!”

Kallie relents, at her Princess’ command. She slows her fingers to a near stop and laps gently at her clit, trying to push her past the edge without overstimulating her too badly. The Princess takes a few gasping breaths, and then Kallie closes her lips around the stiff bud and sucks softly, and she goes rigid.

You can do it Princess, can’t you? Just one more? For me?

She can. Her whole body shudders for a long moment as she cums one more time, throwing her head back and releasing a wild howl of flame. The fire tapers off but her wail does not as she trembles and soaks Kallie’s face even further, until she can take no more and frantically pushes her away from her aching cunt.

Lunaeris rests against the tree at her back, spends some time remembering how to breathe again.

“Many,” she says, once she’s fully certain she’s got breathing down, “would call it dangerously unwise to push a pyromancer up against her limits like that, in a forest of all places.”

Kallixenia hums a soft noise of acknowledgement, only half-listening as she lavishes the inside of the Princess’ thigh with kisses. “They must not love pyromancers the way I do, Princess,” she mumbles, serene.

“Oh- hush, you. I’m serious!” Lunaeris insists, even as she giggles. “Things were dire for a second there! I thought I’d be safe from such perils, without the inverter on!”

“But you liked it?” Kallixenia asks, looking up at her. The Princess goes beet red and avoids eye contact, her ears flicking up and down like mad.

“I- Obviously!”

“You don’t know how happy that makes me, Princess,” says Kallie, turning her focus back to peppering kisses upon her. “Perhaps we’ll continue when we get back to our tent.”

“Oh gods above,” Lunaeris groans. “Protect me from your instrument, she’s going to make my heart explode…”

Kallie chuckles at that, and Lunaeris grumbles.

“Don’t laugh, oaf! Go- Go clean yourself up! I’ll need… several minutes, before I can walk back to camp; someone’s made my legs all wobbly.”

“Of course, Princess.” Kallixenia says, standing. She looks around, there’s a stream somewhere around here to wash her face in.

“W-Wait!” Lunaeris squeaks, catching Kallixenia’s sleeve as she turns. “You don’t have to- not right away. Hold me for a bit.”

“Worry not, Princess,” says Kallie. She bends down and grabs Lunaeris by the waist, lifting her up as the Princess yelps and throws her arms around her neck. “I’ll carry you with me. All the way back to camp, okay? Just rest.”

“Mmm, you are a good knight.” Lunaeris murmurs, nuzzling into her.

Kallixenia knows.

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