#hilclaude

HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TO CLAUDE

Just posting as the CEO of HilClaude. I love my Golden Deers

“Ah, ah, Leonie… Oh Goddess…”

Hilda catches Claude’s face just as he’s about to bury his face in her tits. He makes a disgruntled sound and looks up at her as she says, “Wait a sec.”

Claude’s brow furrows, listening. It’s quiet again, damn. She flicks her eyes to Claude’s wall. “You did hear that, didn’t you?”

Claude narrows his gaze at the wall. “Nope.” He mutters, then dives face first back against her chest, his lips moving along the soft skin of her bare chest. A gasp, bitten off by a laugh escapes Hilda’s mouth as Claude works away at her. She loses herself in the feeling of Claude taking control again—just how she likes it—relishing how his frame eclipses her.

Then she hears it again: “My dearest sunflower…”

She jerks Claude up by the scalp, delighted hiss escaping his lips. “Thought we said no hair pulling.” He says.

“Right, sorry, but it was for a good reason,” she says before gesturing to the wall. “I keep hearing things.”

“Hil,” Claude throws her a look. “Should I be concerned?”

“No!” Hilda laughs before lowering her voice—not like there’s really any use, the walls are stone. They have to be really fucking loud to be heard. She leans closer. “I think Lorenz is in there masturbating.”

Claude’s face twists into a look of disgust. He cringes, mouth opening just as another voice comes through the wall.

“Fuck, Lorenz—”

Claude’s eyes widen as he looks down at her. His expression turns into one of chaotic delight. Of course—of course Leonie is in there too, they’re so into each other it’s ridiculous.

“Oh my goddess that’s Leonie.” Claude breathes. Hilda breaks out into laughter, falling back against the bed.

“What timing, huh?” She asks.

“Guess there’s something in the air, maybe it’s spring.” He thinks aloud, running his fingertips up her thigh. Hilda shudders slightly, looking up at him with a smile. Another loud moan comes from next door, Lorenz, and they snicker between themselves.

“I think it’s actually a matter of timing.” Hilda hums. “I bet that Lorenz schedules his sex.” She adjusts her voice to match Lorenz’s grating tone. “‘6 to 7, dinner with colleagues, 7 to 7:30, evening walk, 7:30-9:30 night cap and final touches on work, 9:30 to 9:40 sexual intercourse, 9:40-10 skincare and bed prep. 10, bed.’”

“I have seen his agenda, it’s pretty packed…”

“Y’know,” Hilda says, shifting so that he can lay down beside her. Her skirt hitches up higher around her thighs as she moves. “On one hard, it’s hard to think of him and Leonie together. Nothing at all alike. Besides. I remembered hearing Leonie go at it with other mercenaries on a job once… But then another, I’m like, why haven’t they just started courting yet? Lorenz looks at her like she’s the only woman in the room.”

“He’s not quiet about his affection, no.” Claude laughs. “They’re definitely an odd couple on the surface, but I’ve seen how Leonie acts around him, she’s got it bad.”

Another of Leonie’s moans creeps through the walls. Claude snickers. “I hope Marianne sleeps like a rock.”

Hilda smirks before raising her hand to cup around her mouth and yells, “Goddess, Lorenz, don’t you know it’s rude to tease a lady?”

“Oh he’s not gonna like that.”

Hilda raises a brow, then adds, “If you don’t make her come first, Lorenz, are you really a noble?”

Claude gives her a surprised look. “Whoa, big threat, Hilda…”

“C’mon,” Hilda teases. “Like you don’t want to rile him up too.”

Claude pretends to think for a second before joining her. “Yeah Lorenz, buddy, you can do it! Make her come!”

They hear the mattress groan with the weight. Probably changing positions. Hilda smiles as she traces Claude’s chest. “Leonie, if you don’t make him work for it, I’ll have to doubt how good a negotiator you are,” Claude adds. “I may have to fight back on your next rate!”

“C’mon Lorenz, I know you can make her cum harder than she ever has!”

There’s a thunk next door. Hilda and Claude share a look like teenagers caught in the act. Lorenz’s voice rings through. “If you two do not cease, I will come over there and—“ His voice is cut off by a surprised, strangled sound. Leonie pulling him, perhaps?

“Don’t make me sit on your face, Lorenz.” Her voice is loud and slightly breathless. “I will do it and then you can do me how good an orator or whatever it is you are.”

“Very well, I am loath to disappoint.”

“Hey, what are you doing—aah!”

Claude and Hilda burst into laughter. They listen closely for the grow of a moan in Leonie’s biting, no-nonsense tone, the cry that breaks out and break into applause as she comes. They hear Lorenz begin on some typical speech again, probably about noble duties or manners, before he’s cut off again, his voice subdued by Leonie.

“Well,” Claude drawls, turning back to Hilda. “with that out of the way, shall we?”

Hilda hums in appreciation as Claude pulls her on top of him. She grumbles as his hands rest on her hips, “You’re really gonna make me work?”

Happy Hilda Valentine's day!

Please pretend I posted this on the 14th

Did we shoot another hilclaude set on Valentine's day with Don again?

Happy birthday Hilda! Flowers for our favorite pink girly

A day in Derdriu, the leader and his retainer

The sun was a paid actor and Don once again making me cry over his work. I just love these deers so much.

Happy late 6th anniversary to Three Houses

In typical fashion, I am late BUT look how cute we are! Celebrating with my two favorite characters because without Claude and Hilda, Katanabeatspaper Industries and I wouldn't be Claude and Hilda!

We had met before with a worse cosplay and fandom but reconnected because of Three Houses and Hilclaude.

Thank you Raph for putting up with me because I have done a lot of yelling at him to make more Claude cosplays so we can match every occasion.

@luaminesce suggested a really fun followup to my last Hilclaude one-shot, so I managed to get in an attack for the first day of FE Art Scuffle!