#tkfm

Cesar had watched them for a time, taking in the results of the aphrodisiac he had given them both, but eventually had grown bored and decided to leave Lulu and Juneau alone in the dungeon to 'go at it.'

And they did, for a long time. But eventually the effects of the aphrodisiac began to fade, and Lulu began to wilt with her enthusiasm.

"Juneau... I'm tired..." Sagging down against the floor, only the general's hands allowed her hips to stay up as her strength left her. "And I'm sore… Do you think Master Cesar will let us go soon?"

Maybe it was an unfair question; after all, they were currently in Juneau's holding cell. Lulu had been let in, and it was highly likely that she would eventually be let out...but that privilege wasn't guaranteed for the former general.

As insensitive as the comment might have been, Juneau barely seemed to notice. Instead she kept staring at Lulu's back, eyes still glazed over with a thin sheen of lust.

"Princess...I don't want this to be over yet..." She punctuated the quiet statement with a slow roll of her hips, drawing a tired (but not unhappy) groan from Lulu at the friction against her aching walls. 

When they were first pushed together, given drugged food and then crowded into the same cell, Juneau had been resistant. That resistance had lessened as they'd drawn orgasm after orgasm from each other, and while shame still seemed to dampen the woman's enthusiasm there was at least no more pretending at rejection.

After all, you could only cry a woman's name so many times before denial held no meaning.

Biting her lip, Lulu's attention once again drifted to the semi-hard cock inside her. "Mmnn... okay." In truth, the ache wasn't exactly unpleasant. Neither was the exhaustion weighing down her limbs, though they made active participation a little difficult.

Craning her neck to peek over her shoulder, Lulu did her best to meet Juneau's eye. "I want to switch positions, Juneau. Lift me up?"

"O-of course, princess."

Juneau began to reach down to Lulu before hesitating, as if nervous to touch her this way. It was a bit silly, to falter here after handling her in so many ways that were far more obscene, but Lulu was still her princess. The majority of their earlier lust had cleared, and even if the fixation lingered Juneau's mind was clear enough to be nervous now that they were communicating more openly.

But after a few moments she reached forward and grasped Lulu under the arms, hoisting her upward until the girl's back was pressed against the general's chest. Immediately her cock sunk a little deeper in, Lulu mewling as she felt Juneau press further inside than she had before.

"So...deep...!" Juneau threw her head back, heavy hair so slick with sweat it temporarily stuck to her back and shoulders before fluttering behind her. Lulu arched her spine as her head craned back as well, golden hair pooling against Juneau's shoulder as the princess felt her general's quickly stiffening cock twitch within her.

"I'm more than a hole, Juneau..." Taking the general's hand, Princess Lulu slowly guided it to her breast before repeating the motion with Juneau's other hand. "Won't you pay attention to the other parts of me?"

Juneau had never thought about whether she could be attracted to women before. It wasn't viable to think of her attraction to anyone—not while she had been keeping the truth of her body a secret—but it had felt obvious that the people attracted to her would be men. That, therefore, was the form of lust she'd been forced to confront, and any other feelings within her remained unexamined.

Now she was quite literally examining a woman's body, cupping soft breasts in her hand and feeling the hardened nubs of Lulu's nipples between her fingers. Continuing to support her with one hand on her chest, Juneau allowed the other to trail down Lulu's ribs, over her stomach, and eventually trace the line of her hip bones.

Lulu shuddered gently at the touch, sighing happily. "Mmm…don't let me fall, okay?"

"Of course. I…" The usual promise of 'I will protect you' got caught on her tongue, too out of place for the impossible situation they found themselves in. Instead of finishing Juneau chose to tighten her embrace, holding Lulu closer as she rocked her hips up into the girl's addictive warmth.

Lulu closed her tired eyes, her eyelashes resting against her cheeks as she soaked in the feeling of their new position. Her voice was light and airy as she sighed out praise: "Just like that…"

Juneau ducked her face into the top of Lulu's head, the crown that usually sat there having long since fallen off. Now Juneau was free to bury her nose into the blonde hair there, pressing her lips against the girl's scalp as she breathed in the scent of their sex.

How long had they been at this now? How much longer would Juneau have to hold her, before rationality returned and they would finally let each other go?

Heaving out a ragged breath, Juneau pistined her hips a little faster, anxious energy rendering her pace erratic. She wanted to live in this moment longer…if only Juneau had spent more time touching her, turned her around, memorized every bend and curve of her body so it could all be perfectly replicated in memory.

Juneau wondered what Lulu tasted like, what it would feel like to press her lips against the princess's skin. How would the pink nubs currently twisting in her fingers feel against her tongue? What was her mouth like? What sounds would she make if Juneau nipped at the lips between her thighs?

But the clock was ticking down on how long they could draw this out, and Juneau knew it was already too late to learn those things. This would be the last time their bodies met tonight, and she hated the regret that pierced through her when she thought it might be their last time period.

She should have been regretting violating her princess at all, but instead she couldn't help but despair at every missed opportunity. It felt so incredible inside Lulu…her body was so small and supple, so easy to hold.

She hadn't gotten her fill yet. Maybe she never would.

"Juneau, I'm close…Juneau, Juneauuu…!"

Picking up the pace, Juneau closed her eyes and let herself block out everything other than the feeling of Lulu's tightening heat. Convulsions tightened the muscles there and had them quivering around Juneau's length, clamping down one last time with the princess's sweet cry.