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Sharena could be described as many things, but the word that came most to mind was ‘cheerful’. She was the paragon of happiness, never seen without a smile on her face.

It was an endearing trait and you always liked interacting with her because of it. It was quite the contrast compared to Alfonse, who took things more seriously and was more stern about matters. Sharena’s energy thankfully did aid him, reminding him to relax during stressful times.

But even the warmest of souls could sometimes succumb to depression.

Today was a terrible day.

Well, it was safe to say the last nine days had been terrible.

When Surtr’s flames were finally vanquished, there was little time to rest before a new threat showed itself. The dead rose from their graves, threatening Askr’s existence with an almost limitless army.

The battles were tough, but things had been looking up recently. The undead was being forced back into Hel, and there was hope that the barrier that prevented them from infiltrating this world could be reconstructed, silencing the menace.

Hope diminished when Hel herself showed her face, cursing Alfonse to die in nine days. Hope died when Gustav revealed the inevitable could not be changed. Alfonse’s fate was sealed.

The prince was shocked, but he took it well.

Sharena did too.

At least, in front of everyone else, but you had noticed the slightest shiver. It was slight and only lasted momentarily, but you saw it. Even as she enthusiastically said that they’d find a way to stop Hel, you could tell that smile was forced.

It was because of these observations that you felt the need to check up on her later on in the evening, but before you could knock on her door, you heard something horrible. You weren’t sure whether to feel good or bad about what you were hearing, as although you had made the right call coming here, what you were hearing broke your heart.

Sharena was crying.

Such an act wasn’t exactly uncommon for the girl… but all the tears you had seen were ones of happiness and laughter.

But the sound of her sorrow revealed the emotions she had kept hidden from everybody.

She was sad. She was nervous. She was terrified.

But you did nothing. What could you do? Comforting her was certainly an option, but Alfonse was fated to die. Nothing could prevent it. The prince was certainly going to try, but Gustav had revealed his father had succumbed to this very curse. He could do nothing about it.

Additionally, you knew very well that there was a chance she didn’t want this side of her to be discovered. It could hurt her more if you showed yourself, and that was a riskful decision you weren’t ready to make just yet.

It was difficult to hold back. She was crying. Alone. You had heard the gossip about the incident too. Everybody was talking about the prince, or how the king and queen must have been feeling.

No words were spared for the princess.

It was heartbreaking to leave Sharena like that, but you couldn’t bring yourself to knock on her door. Even if you had the courage, what would you say?

Thus, you left, but you did so regretfully, and with a vow that you would return should anything come to mind that could put her mind at ease.

Every single day from that point onwards, Sharena continued to smile, being optimistic about the situation. Surely, they’d find a way to save Alfonse. Of course they would, right? Not once during those nine days did she show any signs of dropping her enthusiasm.

If it wasn’t for what you had noticed during the first day, you’d be inclined to believe her. She did have that effect on people… which was probably why you believed she wouldn’t want anyone to know how she felt deep down, for it may shake how effective her aura was.

...you were evidence of that, for you could no longer feel the weight of her positivity.

When the day of Alfonse’s inevitable death arrived, you desperately wanted to visit her. Everyone had someone to turn to in regards to the situation, but she still did not.

But you couldn’t decide whether it was best to leave her alone or not. You just couldn’t. You cursed this indecisiveness of yours-- for all you knew, she was desperately hoping she’d have somebody to hold while she cried her heart out.

Finally, that dreaded moment arrived… and without a doubt, you knew Sharena’s heart had been fractured.

The princess had tried her best to prepare her heart, for a portion of it was going to be sundered on this terrible day, but while it had indeed taken damage, a different part entirely had cracked.

Her brother survived. Their father had taken their place.

You hadn’t seen Sharena interact with the king much, but from your limited knowledge, she seemed to be the neglected child. Of course, you knew that was quite the conclusion to make, but Gustav’s priority was doubtlessly on Alfonse. Her relationship with him wasn’t as ideal as it could have been, and now any chances of properly bonding with him had been robbed.

During the calamity that was the king’s death, your eyes drifted to Sharena.

Her face wore no emotion, as if she couldn’t comprehend what she was even supposed to feel right now.

It was then that you made your decision. She couldn’t be alone tonight.

Whether she would accept somebody to cry on was yet to be seen, but you’d be damned if you delayed trying any longer.

Sharena was predictably alone when you approached her room.

You hated how you could tell because of her tears. You hated how nobody had bothered to even visit her… but at the same time, you could not blame them.

Sharena was always cheerful. Without a doubt, she was surely coping with things well, right? She didn’t need anybody’s help.

It was likely nobody suspected a thing. If it wasn’t for that one moment of weakness you witnessed prior, you would have been clueless too.

Knocking on the door was the hard part. You hadn’t rehearsed exactly what you’d say, and that fear that she wouldn’t appreciate visitors crept up your spine again.

But you knew your hesitation was ridiculous. Sharena’s exuberance was not an act. That was who she really was.

She just hid an anxious side of hers well.

...at least, you hoped your interpretation wasn’t wrong.

Your knocks were light in volume, and they did the trick. Hoping to not startle her any more than you had to, you spoke. “...Sharena? Are you in there?”

There was some rustling for a time, as if she was stumbling out of bed. It was still early on in the evening, but considering the circumstances, you couldn’t fault her for going to bed early. It made you wonder if the tears you had heard before were the result of nightmares. Even the happiest could succumb to a terrible dream; it was possible that was the source of her misfortune.

Considering the small observations you had made, you doubted that, but she was taking a long time to get out of bed.

When the door opened… it was clear she had tried to make herself look presentable. Her hair was ever so slightly messy, but you had become incredibly observant over the smallest of details regarding her lately, so you noticed.

“Hey there!” Sharena sounded characteristically cheerful. Your suspicions that she was in bed were proven correct from the nightwear she was wearing. It was… surprisingly revealing, showing off her bare shoulders well, in addition to showing a hint of cleavage. Her legs were on all display too, and her thighs looked way larger than expected.

You quickly slapped yourself mentally. You were NOT here to gawk.

“...g-good evening, Sharena,” you greeted her, clearing your throat to help give extra time to disperse those unnecessary thoughts. “How are you doing?”

“Me? I’m doing just fine,” she answered fast. “It’s not like you to visit me personally, you know! What’s the occasion?”

“...I’m glad to hear you’re doing fine,” you told her… but naturally, you weren’t convinced. She had done her best to cover up her tear-stained face too, but it was a rushed job, all in an attempt to answer the door quickly while looking presentable. She didn’t really have a choice in the matter, as prioritising one and neglecting the other would have aroused suspicion.. “...but are you sure? I wanted to check on you since well… today wasn’t a good day, for obvious reasons.”

You didn’t want to beat around the bush too much, but you didn’t want to be awfully blunt about things either. The wound was fresh, and you didn’t know what would hurt Sharena more: her crying, or you seeing her cry.

“...I know, but I’ll be okay,” she was doing well, sounding rather ordinary. “My brother is still alive. I wish my father was still with us, but he’d want us to be strong. Therefore, I’m fine, so don’t worry about me, okay? What about you? How are you doing?”

Sharena was clever, more so than people gave you credit for. Her response was expertly crafted to avoid any further inquiries-- it wouldn’t shock you if she had prepared it far in advance.

“I’m doing fine, Sharena,” you answered.

“I’m happy to hear that!” she spoke fast, interrupting what you were about to say. “You let me know if you need anything, okay? I’m really tired, and I’m sure you are too! I’ll see you in the morning, alright?”

Sharena’s attempt to push you away was a noble one, but it wasn’t going to work on you. You were stubborn. Stubbornly indecisive, annoyingly, but stubborn about many other things too. She attempted to shut the door firmly but gently, hoping to not arouse suspicion, but you blocked it with your hand before you could so.

“...wait.”

“W-What is it…?” she stuttered.

You knew that once the door was shut, your opportunity to speak to her would be gone. Sharena wanted you gone, and a part of you wanted to respect that decision… but you were not going down without a fight.

“...I… heard you crying, Sharena,” you whispered. Her only reaction was a soft, barely audible whimper. “I know you don’t want anyone to know that you’re suffering, and I respect that a lot… but if you need someone to talk about today, then you can talk to me. I promise not to tell anyone else about this. I want to help… but I understand if you don’t want it. I just didn’t want to ignore your sorrow, like everyone else seems to be doing.”

No preparation was necessary when speaking from the heart. You decided it was best to be honest with her. Your tone was gentle, and you were purposefully not specific about anything still, as it would hurt her if you were; you knew it would hurt you if you were in her position.

“...come in,” she gave in… surprisingly quickly, letting go of the door and backing off. Her voice was… quiet and timid.

You weren’t sure what to say, but you did as she asked, quietly closing the door once you were inside her room. Sharena crawled onto the bed in a lazy manner, sitting down and resting her head on her raised knees.

“Sharena… say something.”

“I… don’t know what to say,” Sharena was honest. “But if you heard me crying… then there is no point in me hiding things, is there?”

She tried to force some laughter, but you doubted it gave her any joy. All it did was anticipate you for the possibility she’d downplay her worries and regrets.

“If there is anything I can do for you, then just let me know, okay?” you said whatever came to mind. It was a generic thing… but it was better than nothing.

“...sit with me, please,” she requested. Once again, you did as you were told.

Her voice unrestrained wasn’t too far from the norm, but there was a slight deepness to it, as if her positivity raised her pitch. Once you climbed onto the bed and sat next to her, she leaned onto your shoulder, sighing.

You weren’t sure what she wanted from you, but if this was what she needed to feel a little bit better, then you had no complaints.

“I… am sad,” she spoke truthfully. “But… my sadness is because… I don’t think I am as sad as I should be. S-Sorry, that doesn’t make much sense, does it?”

There was that forced laughter again…

“You don’t have to force yourself to tell me anything, Sharena,” you wanted to remove any feeling in her heart that she was obligated to tell you anything. Did you want to know what was really happening inside her head? Naturally, but that wasn’t your objective. If you could leave this room knowing you had made her smile at least once, you could sleep a little better knowing that… well, she’d be sleeping a little better too.

“Would… you think I was weird if I told you that… I… am not upset that my father died?”

“I would not,” you replied. That was one of your theories confirmed. “Did you not love him?”

“Of course I did... He was my father, but…”

“I can already guess what you’re about to say, and I don’t mean to sound arrogant when I say this, but I doubt I’m wrong,” you said after she trailed off. “So you don’t have to say anything more, Sharena. Okay?”

“H-Ha… really?” Sharena showed a little bit of genuine amusement, even if it was coated in a veil of anxiety. “I had already mentally prepared myself a life story to share here…”

“It would hurt you to tell me that tale.”

“I never knew you were this observant,” she was speaking a lot calmer now. The change of topic had helped a lot, even if she was still far from recovery.

It brought a smile to your face, simply seeing the slightest one on hers. Seeing it was such a relief, but now you felt determined to see it blossom. “I patrol a lot. I’ve gotten good at observing things.”

The statement was vague, but it would at least give her an answer on how you had picked up on her sadness and background.

Sharena looked like she was lost in thought and didn’t make any attempts to hide it. She stared at the nearby wall, the only physical change in her body being an occasional shift in expression.

“...are you really?” she spoke after some time, and it took you a moment to remember what you had said prior. “Because there’s something I doubt you’ve noticed.”

“Oh?”

You immediately regretted making any sort of verbal acknowledgement, for as soon as you responded, Sharena started to climb onto your lap. The suddenness of it left you stunned, and she giggled while she rested her hands on your shoulders.

“I doubt you noticed how much I wanted…”

...what the heck was happening? Why did she sound so… seductive? Such a tone of her voice coming from her felt… wrong. Was she doing this because she was vulnerable? Was this her idea of comfort?

Endless questions roamed your mind, and there was an answer to absolutely none of them.

Sharena’s ambush left you paralyzed. Your heart pounded ridiculously, unable to comprehend the close proximity. You could feel her weight… you could smell her… you could see the blush on her face…

“...how much I wanted to…” she whispered, her voice enchanting you even further. “...to see your face!”

When she suddenly grabbed your hood and pulled it down, you knew you had fallen for the most devious trap ever crafted.

...it wasn’t like you were ashamed of your face.

Anything but that, actually.

...the hood was just VERY comfortable, and you had grown addicted to keeping it on. It became an amusing gag that no one had yet to properly see your face, and the curious types wanting to know had trained you to always be on your guard.

You supposed this was fair. You had seen something Sharena didn’t want anyone else to see. Now, she had seen something you didn’t want anyone else to see either (even if it was just to keep up the quip).

Sharena’s reaction to your face was… not what you expected. “Ah… you are…”

You frowned playfully. “That wasn’t very nice of you, Sharena.”

“I know, b-but I saw an opportunity!” she tried to defend herself, trying to avert her eyes away… but they just wouldn’t stop finding their way back to you! “You are… ah… gosh… I…”

“...do you like what you see?” you asked, knowing full well it was a cheeky question, but you could always play it off as a genuinely innocent one.

“W-Would you think I was weird if I said… yes?”

Now that was an unexpected response. It was both amusing and weird that she stuttered over that, but not the earlier comment about her father.

But you supposed it wasn’t hard to figure out why.

“...no, I w-wouldn’t…”

Now you were the stuttering mess! What had Sharena gotten herself, and you, into? Your heart was pounding dramatically… and undoubtedly, she could feel it against her own.

You knew this because… you could feel hers too.

“You are… very handsome,” she somehow managed to keep herself together while confessing. It was beyond mesmerizing to hear her admit something like that, but you couldn’t deny your love of that giddy smile of hers. She was… acting a little like herself, even if the veil of anxiety was replaced by… well…

“...then it is only fair I call you beautiful, then,” you told her.

She bit down on her lip, looking away momentarily. “...do you mean that, or are you just saying it?”

“I mean it.”

“Then… I hope you don’t mind if…” her voice trailed off again, followed by a small squeak and an adorably frustrating shaking of her head. Slapping her cheeks with her hands, she forced a look of determination. “...do this…”

That awestruck gaze was beautiful… and it was a wonderful distraction too. When her tender lips collided with yours, you were rendered speechless. The touch of her mouth was timid but ever so gentle, and once the shock of it all began to wear off a little, you kissed her back. You weren’t sure if doing so would be a good idea in the long term… but it would make her happy, wouldn’t it?

When Sharena backed off after what felt like an eternity of embracement, her blush had blossomed. It was a beautiful sight, especially so when she realized what she did.

“...t-that was my first kiss…” she confessed. “Ah… you must really think I’m weird now…”

“Of course not,” you answered, adoring the sheer giddiness on her face and the excitement of her shaking.

The princess was happy, and she wanted this more than anything. The idea of escalating this was a little scary since it was so unexpected, but she could benefit massively from this type of comfort, and wasn’t that the true reason you came here in the first place? She desired serenity, and you could give it to her.

“...c-can you kiss me again…?”

Hearing that put any lingering doubts to rest, and you did say you’d do anything she asked of you.

Placing your hands calmly on her cheeks, you initiated a second kiss. This one, while still obstructed by how shocking this all was, was not as restrained as the last. Your lips pressed up hard against hers, and as soon as you released your grasp with a tranquil smooch sound, she did not waver when it came to needily forcing another.

It wasn’t long before curious kisses turned adventurous, and a full-on make-out session began. Sharena was new to this and only had her instinct to guide her, but you were more than willing to take control and show her a world of tranquility.

But you soon learned you were underestimating just how passionate she could be. Her kisses grew so intense that it was enough to push you onto the bed, taking herself down with you.

“...ah… ha…” she murmured unstably, attempting to catch her breath. “I… w-want you…”

It was entertaining how she said that without quivering at all earlier, even if it was all a ruse. You’d think your reaction to her stunt would fuel her confidence, but here she was, still an internal mess.

...you too were in a not-so-stable state either, but you felt stable enough to take charge.

Sharena needed time to rest her weary bones. She had been through so much today, and you had noticed those kisses of hers had seen a reduction in energy.

It was this lack of stamina that made it easy to switch who was on top. Sharena did not resist when you wrapped your arms around her and rolled over, allowing her to rest on her pillow instead. She gazed up at you with squinted eyes and a smirk.

“...you want me too, it seems…” she laughed quietly.

Seeing her like this was driving you mad. She looked so cute, and that grin of hers gave her such a sexy flare. Despite acting like she didn’t know what she was doing… she totally did! She definitely knew some things!

You couldn’t hold back.

When you leaned back in, you didn’t target her lips, as tempting as it was. Instead, you showed her just how much she had enchanted you by targeting her neck. Its delicacy was not surprising, but hearing her moan loudly was.

It felt wrong… simply because it was coming from Sharena! Her bubbliness had also given her an aura of innocence, so discovering just how lewd she could be was mystifying. You embraced her with a barrage of smooches, working your way down until you felt the rigidness of her collarbone. Sharena’s nightgown blocked your route, but she undid the straps on her shoulders, pulling them down enough to show the top of her breasts. There was still much left to reveal, but you had no problem with taking over from this point onwards.

The softness of her breasts was astonishing. As you planted kisses on the top of them, you adored how much your lips could sink into her tissue. Sharena’s breasts weren’t outrageously big, but you could already tell there was more than enough to play with. Pushing away her nightwear wasn’t a challenging task, and as you did so, you backed off slightly… simply to see her boobs in their full glory.

Sharena avoided eye contact, but her blush was as beautiful as ever. Seeing her tits was an incredible sight, but you were a little surprised to see how puffy her nipples were. They were large, and as you placed your hands on her breasts, you dedicated one finger to them. Wiggling them caused her to coo, and it only intensified your thirst.

You couldn’t resist your urges. You leaned forward, nibbling on one of her nipples with your lips, taking it in until you were greedily sucking on it. While it didn’t have a strong taste, you didn’t mind, for your ears were the ones receiving the heavenly treat. Sharena’s moans became volatile, unable to comprehend the amplified pleasure echoing throughout her body. You sucked hard on them, slightly pulling on her breast as you did so, and while you knew you were being pretty reckless with your actions, it was fortunately working out just fine.

“Ah… t-that feels… really gooood…” she hummed noisily. Such pleasures were foreign to her, and it was preventing her from controlling her volume.

As delightful as it was to play with her boobs like this, you couldn’t ignore how painful it was to still have your clothes on.

Sharena whimpered frustratingly when you backed off, but when you began to strip, she silenced herself quickly. She leaned her upper body back up, watching you intently.

“...ha… are we really going to do this…?” she sounded nervous, especially so as you took off of your underwear, showing the princess an erect cock for the first time. Doing such a thing was something you anticipated to be embarrassing… but sucking on her tits had fueled your confidence. “G-Gods… you’re…”

“Sorry, I was uncomfortable,” you told her your reason for stripping so suddenly, sitting back down next to her.

“I-It’s o-okay!” she was a stuttering mess… but that just made her even cuter! You were entranced by seeing such a lewd and embarrassed Sharena at the same time.

“...c-can I… return the favor…?” she was so shy, but enough to prompt a request. Lust was preventing her from having a nervous breakdown. You knew this only because the same applied to yourself.

“You can do whatever you want, Sharena,” you were honest with her. “But only do it if you’re comfortable doing it, okay?”

“Mmm… of course…” she spoke silently, her eyes unable to divert away from your member. “I-I felt that…. w-when I was on your lap earlier, you know.”

At first, you thought Sharena was referencing the make-out session, since you were awfully turned on during that moment… but you had a feeling she was referring to the prank of hers she pulled. Having a girl in her nightwear on your lap while speaking so seductively had triggered a natural reaction. It wasn’t shocking that she had noticed it push up against her leg.

“...ah, sorry about that…?” you weren’t sure why you were apologizing, but no other words came to mind.

“H-Hey, you should r-relax…”

You were about to scold her for having the audacity to say that… but then you started to wonder if her nerves were actually nerves.

There was a real possibility it was raw, untamed excitement.

Unfortunately (but fortunately in ways), you were not given much time to think about it, for Sharena took advantage of your distracted mind, curiously wrapping her hand around your shaft.

Feeling her soft hand grip your member like that was breathtaking. Sharena heard your reaction loud and clear, using the burst of confidence to play with your cock. She kept a firm grasp, moving her hand up and down and watching how your dick reacted to the touch.

“You’re r-really hard…” she giggled, leaning on your shoulder once again while she played with your member, simply as it would give her a better view of things.

“S-Sharena…” you whispered. “That feels nice…”

“D-Does it…?” she was a little in disbelief, but the statement formed a smile on her face, followed by a slight giggle. “I-I’m glad…”

Who knew Sharena could be so lewd? Once again you were lost in thought about how you had foolishly believed she was the paragon of innocence. No naive girl would willingly start jerking you off like this!

Her technique was lacking since she really didn’t know what she was doing, but it didn’t matter at all. A girl was touching your cock, and her hand felt so creamy against your rock-hard member. You were intoxicated by bliss, and in a way, you were glad she didn’t know what she was doing! If she did… you’d be experiencing a pleasure so grand, you would be unable to literally comprehend it.

As much as Sharena was enjoying this, it wasn’t long before her focus began to waver. She wasn’t growing bored-- anything but, but her mouth was fumbling a lot for a reason.

All signs were pointing to her desiring to use her mouth to pleasure you, but she quickly proved you wrong when she instead swiftly stripped off her underwear and mounted your lap once more.

Her face expressed so much thirst, and when felt her heated pussy rub against your shaft, your breathing grew cold.

“S-Sharena… are you sure you want this…?” you had to ask. You had no idea what her thoughts on the idea of losing her virginity were, but you at least wanted to make sure she wasn’t being rash. Sure, it was a bit of a silly thought considering what you had done so far, but the obligation was still there.

“I want you…” she confessed, rocking her hips back and forth in a slow, but seductive manner. “I… think I always have… you’re so kind to me, and… ah… t-this is embarrassing…”

Everything she was saying was said with such a genuine tone. There was no way you could reject her now.

Sharena being on top did mean she was in charge of everything, and while her jittery movements indicated she was still insanely nervous, she was reinforced by a veil of pure excitement.

Lifting her body up, she tilted your cock skyward. Subsequently positioning herself above you took some effort, and you stayed on alert just in case she stumbled, but she managed to hit her mark. Sharena held onto your shoulders as your tip slightly submerged itself inside her. It wasn’t enough to cause any pain, but it kept things stable.

“...don’t push yourself too far, okay?” you warned her.

Sharena nodded, showing her bravery with a grin. The day had been one full of tears for her, but here she was, doing something that was giving her so much joy. Her smile was radiating so much warmth, even as she pushed down and winced in pain. It didn’t matter to her.

You could only make a few educated guesses as to what was going through her head. There was still much about her you didn’t know, especially after recent developments, but you knew that this wasn’t something she’d regret.

“Ah…” she groaned, the simultaneous pleasure and pain taking some time to get used to. To help reinforce her, you wrapped your arms around her waist, bringing her into a hug. She was a little bit smaller than you, so sitting on your lap meant your heads were aligned, allowing you to soothe any brewing worries with a kiss.

“You okay?”

“Mmm… it is intense, but the worst of it is already over,” she was honest with you, her hand playing with your hair. Whether she was conscious or not about it was something you didn’t know, but she was undeniably fascinated by the grand reveal of your face. Sharena giggled, and you pondered as to why; perhaps she was excited that she was the first one that got to see you in your entirety… in more ways than one.

“Take your time,” you weren’t truly worried by this point, but it wouldn’t hurt to be safe.

By this point, your shaft was fully inside her. Sharena had opted to stay still momentarily as she adapted, but she was now ready. She took her time, exploring how it felt to raise and lower her body. Some movements weren’t as great as others, but she eventually found a rhythm that worked well for her.

“This… feels nice…” she hummed.

Knowing she was safe and secure, you were now able to appreciate how outrageously hot her insides were, not to mention their humidity. The combination was especially fierce, and you couldn’t ignore how she was tightening up either. Sharena felt divine, and your only concern now was that if she kept up this gradual but oh-so-satisfying movement, you’d cum in no time.

But you had a feeling she wasn’t so far off that moment either. Instability painted her face and tones, but it fortunately wasn’t the type that would lead you to worry. She was on cloud nine! It was mesmerizing to see such a lewd face on the princess, but it was second to the pure giddiness she was radiating.

She was so happy, and you were happy because she was. Sharena once again looked like the girl you knew and loved, and this time, there was no darkness beneath the surface. She needed this, and you did too.

You had your fair share of problems too, but knowingly or not, she was helping you with those. Would they still trouble you in the future? Undeniably… but this night of bliss would be a source of comfort not present before. You would remember how divine it was to hold Sharena… to feel her warmth… her happiness… and it would bring you those very same feelings too.

“Ah… I… am…” she snapped you of your trance, reminding you that you’d probably be remembering this night during some more personal moments too. “K-Kiss me…”

You had no problem indulging her demand. Her kiss was sloppy, but helped to tighten her up… too much. Her walls squeezed you relentlessly, and as she came, so did you.

But you didn’t regret it. It felt… right. As you flooded her womb with your semen, her tranquility soared to new heights, and you both enjoyed this short taste of heaven. It was an experience that felt like it lasted for an eternity. It was something the two of you would never forget.

Everything after was a blur. Eventually, you stumbled back onto the bed and she fell on you. Your senses were not happy with what you had just done, but they’d recover. You simply held Sharena in your arms, enjoying her heat while you could.

“...please stay the night,” she asked.

There were tears in her eyes, but they were happy ones.

“Of course,” you told her.

She smiled.

The morning after would certainly be an interesting one, but that was for your future self to worry about. Right now, your beautiful princess didn’t want to be alone, and neither did you.

It was tough to crawl under the covers and into bed, but you were greeted with a feeling just as grand as the intimacy. Sharena cuddled up to you, deciding she was going to use you as a pillow.

You wondered if it would make it difficult to sleep.

It didn’t.

You slept better than you ever had done before.

So did she.