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Forbidden Love
Lucina sat alone in her room, her anxious figure half-illuminated by a single candle. The noble princess sat on the edge of a wooden chair, her hands clasped together upon her lap. She had been awaiting for him for over thirty minutes now though it felt so much longer than that. In order to kill some time she had removed her belt, cloak, sheath, pauldrons and gloves and laid them neatly on the provided wooden cabinet. All she could think to do now was to sit and wait even though it was taxing upon her nerves.
She'd told everyone in the dining hall she was taking an early night. Since she wasn't much one for drinking and rowdiness it seemed like a plausible cover story. At least, she hoped it was. Said story, however, meant that she was restricted to her room for the rest of the night, as leaving to search for him would risk raising suspicion.
Eventually, finally, there was a quiet knock at the door followed by a muffled male voice that whispered her name.
'Yes?' She replied, confirming her presence and identity to her visitor.
As she calmly rose to her feet, the door to the dark hallway opened. Without any sort of illumination with him, the male figure was shrouded in almost complete blackness as he quietly slipped inside the room, before turning and gently closing the door behind him.
'Did you get away without suspicion?' She asked, her overriding emotion being that of concern.
The way she phrased the question made them sound like thieves, which in turn made her feel even worse about herself. There was no dodging these feelings, however – they were hiding something from everyone they cared about.
He had made a quick survey of area before coming to Lucina's room. On his way out of the dining hall, he had noted that almost all the Shepherds were still there, including his mother, father, aunt and uncle. Gregor and Nowi looked to have retired for the night but their room was luckily in other wing of the inn. Miriel, who never seemed like one for relaxing, was out the front of building practising spells with her apprentice Ricken. Thus, it seemed unlikely that anyone was currently in any nearby rooms.
'I kept a low-profile all night, then waited about half an hour after you went upstairs.' Said the shrouded male figure as he turned from the door. He bent slightly to place a sheathed sword against the wall, proceeding to remove his gloves and place them on the ground next to it. He then stood, beginning to pace towards Lucina as he continued; 'I told mother and father I was dog-tired and slipped away without raising unnecessary attention.'
Owain crossed into the illuminating sphere of the room's candlelight, his blonde hair and primarily yellow outfit appearing more orange in the limited, warm glow.
'Thank Naga.' Lucina replied, expelling a sigh of relief in the same breathe. Her worried expression mostly dissolved away as a faint, sweet smile appeared upon her lips.
A similar, affectionate expression was etched onto her cousin's handsome features as he stood before her. He reached out and gently held her by the shoulders, gazing at the strong and beautiful features of her face. Her bright blue eyes glimmered, with the Mark of the Exalt upon her left somehow proudly glowing even despite the limited candle light.
Warm feelings swelled up in both of them as anxiety melted away and was replaced with positivity. Their clandestine plan had worked - they were here, together, and no one was any the wiser.
Overcome with emotions, Owain swiftly leaned forward and placed a hard kiss upon his cousin's soft lips. Lucina was momentarily stunned. Not by the act itself but by the suddenness and fierceness of it coupled with the surge of emotions it provoked within her. She reciprocated, letting her tongue intertwine with his as she placed her hands upon his sides.
Their romance had been going on in secret for months now but given their duties with the Shepherds it was rare they were afforded occasions to truly express their love for each other. Intimate relations between cousins were not unheard across the three kingdoms but it was not something that was openly accepted. Though Lucina and Owain were not formally recognised as a princess and prince of the Halidom of Ylisse in this time period, to be of the same royal lineage certainly raised the level of taboo about their hidden relationship.
Owain, still passionately caressing his Lucina's tongue with his own, held her by her hips and gently but firmly walked her backward until he had her back pressed against the wood panelled wall. She felt the warmth and the firmness of his masculine build up against her body, holding her firmly yet lovingly in place. Had any other person placed her in such a tactically compromised position her first response would have been to fight to get away. But because it was him, she welcomed it.
As they continued their uninhibited tongue-kisses, Owain's fingertips smoothly travelled down to the hemline of Lucina's tunic. He slipped both hands underneath, gliding his palms up her clothed hips, over her waist and to the space below her armpits. He could feel so much more of the true curvature and heat of her body through the soft, figure-hugging leggings and long-sleeve top, making him yearn all the more to directly touch her unrestricted flesh.
His fingers grabbed the inner fabric of the tunic, taking hold of the garment and pulling it up Lucina's body. She briefly raised her arms, ceasing their kisses as she allowed to him to pull the item over her head, down her arms and completely from her form. Before the tunic had even fallen and crumpled to the floor, Owain's hands were back on her upper body, grabbing for the hem on her top. Again, she swiftly helped him strip it from her, also dropping it to the floor. The princess was now topless save for her bra, which was a simple satin number that matched her normal outerwear. It was typical Lucina – practical yet somehow elegant.
Owain didn't take time to admire the new view. Instead he pounced on his lover once again, his lips darting to her right side of her neck to place kisses there. His hands had reached around her, his comparatively course fingertips and palms gliding up her soft bare lower back up to her bra. As his digits went for the garment's clasp, his kisses began to trail down her neck to her smoothly curving shoulder. Having deftly unhooked her bra, he gently pulled it apart, slipping its straps over her shoulders, dropping them around her elbows. She lowered her arms, pointing her hands downward and allowing the splayed out garment to fall around both of their feet.
Almost immediately after the satin bra had dropped upon his boots, Owain's hands moved inwards over Lucina's bare upper body, his palms moving to cup her breasts. He proceeded to gently squeeze and squash the wonderfully pillowy mounds which were modest yet perfect in size for both Lucina's frame and Owain's hands. He could feel her cute pink nipples protruding into his palms as he toyed with her orbs in their entirety.
While her cousin's hands were busy teasing her feminine mounds, Lucina's own went to his clothes, unbuckling the large belt that held his long-tailed jacket close to his mid-section. They both let it fall to the ground, adding to the pile of garments around them. Just as hungrily as Owain had stripped her of her garments, Lucina wasted little time in unfastening his jacket and attempting to remove his tops. He had to help of course, allowing his fur-lined outerwear and his under shirt to be pulled from his torso.
Owain took Lucina in a firm embrace, continuing to fiercely tongue-kiss her. The warrior princess felt a new wave of desire and arousal wash over her as he held her tightly against the wall, feeling his taught, naked upper body press against her own. Owain too, perceived a new higher level of warm feelings with her soft, cool flesh and her pillowy mounds against him and their arms wrapped around one and other.
Soon, Lucina found herself being gently pulled by the hips away from the wall, her tongue and lips not once being disengaged by her voracious cousin as they moved across the room. He carefully laid her down upon the bed, descending with her to its soft and springy surface. Finally, he broke away from her mouth, allowing her to gasp for air.
He wasn't ceasing using his lips upon her however, as he began to place a loving trail of warm kisses down her face, neck and chest. As his loving pecks moved down between her heaving breasts and beyond, his body moved in kind. He knelt between her spread legs which were bent at the knees, hanging off the edge of the bed. Still leaning over her, his lips reached the waistline of her thick leggings. At this point he leant back slightly as his hands reached to either side of the waistline of the garment. The prince proceeded to pull the stretchy article of clothing down Lucina's body, revealing more of her gorgeous lower half and a small pair of panties that matched her bra as he went. He stripped the crumpling garment from her long, feminine legs and placed them on the floor next to him. He then resumed placing kisses upon her, starting on her left knee and slowly, tantalisingly, moving up her thigh.
Lucina looked down across her almost naked body, watching her doting topless lover between her spread legs and biting her lower lip in anticipation. She felt his warm yet powerful pecks upon her bare lower limb approaching her most sensitive area. Frustratingly, he stopped just short of where her inner thigh joined the rest of her body. Instead, his hands went to the waistline of her obstructing underwear, proceeding to pull the small garment down over her hips. She raised her lower body slightly and closed her legs temporarily, helping him get rid of the nuisance item. Once he had dropped them next to her leggings, he leaned back over her, returning to the place he left off.
As he moved back in, Owain took a second to gaze over Lucina. The naked, beautiful princess laid there, her silky sapphire hair splayed out beneath her, staring back at him with a look of need and arousal on upon her face. The increased rises and falls of her chest and breasts plus her finger grips on the bed sheet confirmed that her body was desperately yearning for his continuing touch. She looked stunning – slender yet strong, toned from battle and regular training. Gazing a little further southward, the neat patch of sapphire below her belly made her pink and puffy sex even more cute and inviting to behold.
An affectionate yet naughty smile spread across Owain's lips as he lowered himself towards her eager womanhood. He slipped both his arms under her thighs and held her by the waist, subtly making her raise her hips upward. His mouth now centimetres from his cousin's tender sex, he proceeded to gently blow against her aroused lips and clit. Lucina squealed, her whole body squirming as the continuing blast of warm air tickled the tender area. Owain had discovered that her sex was hyper sensitive to being blown upon in a prior love making session and now it had become a tradition every time he went down on her. He smiled as he did so, shortly running out of breath to expel upon her. He loved eliciting that cute and almost child-like response from her.
When he proceeded to place one long upward lick against her slit, Lucina's response was less extreme but still gratifying. Her body subtly trembled all over and she let out a reserved but still tantalised breath. Upon finishing the slow, sensual motion, Owain began again, dragging his tongue between her tender folds once again. He kept going, caressing and moistening her lips and bud as he built up a consistent lapping motion.
Lucina pressed her head back against the bed as her senses where overwhelmed. The heat between her legs felt incredible as her womanhood reacted to the deft work of Owain's warm, moist tongue. As he continued to contently pleasure her pussy, Lucina's breathes had become audibly heavier and faster as her body was racked with pleasure. She'd imperceptibly gathered up balls of the bed sheet in her tight grip, her body apparently desperate to hold on to something.
'Oh... Owain!' She suddenly exclaimed, barely able to get the words out.
Owain recognised all the signs - he had brought her right to the edge an orgasm. Moving to do all he could to provide his lover with the best possible climax, he took his left hand to her clit and firmly began rubbing it with his fingers, continuing to caress her silky lips with his tongue.
Lucina shot her right hand to the back of Owain's head, as if to hold him against her loins until he successfully coaxed her to a climax. He maintained his vigorous finger and tongue motions, continuing to lap up her sweet honey. Her whole bare body writhed from the powerful pleasure he was inflicting upon her, her breathes coming fast, deep and ragged.
Finally, Lucina's whole body shook and then tensed up, closing her bare legs tightly around Owain's head as best she could and pressing down upon his blonde head with a desperate force. She let out a loud, ecstatic grunt as her upper body jerked up off the bed's surface, a stream of excited mewlings following from her lips as she shuddered in an orgasmic paralysis.
Owain slowed his ministrations to gentle pace, looking up at Lucina sitting almost upright as she was racked with ecstasy. He adored seeing her beautiful but bold facial features rapt with highest level of pleasure, especially knowing that he'd brought her to such heights. It was moments like this that made life, not to mention keeping their relationship a secret from everyone, worth it.
After a few brief but wondrous seconds frozen with ecstasy, Lucina's body began to relax and she sank back down against the soft bed. Her chest rose and fell as she made long, deep breathes in order to recover, her hazy eyes opening to stare up at the near darkness of the ceiling. Her once frantic grasp of the bedsheets and her lover had weakened to a gentle hold, though Owain continued to tenderly lap at her entrance while she descended from her high.
Eventually, he ceased what he was doing, licking his lips as he rose to his feet. He looked down upon her sprawled-out form, admiring her in all her natural glory after the erotic chaos he'd caused. Strands of sweat-slicked sapphire hair clung to her forehead and face in a untidy manner. Her cheeks were flushed a deep shade of pink and her whole slender body was covered in a light sheen of perspiration.
She locked eyes with him, a sweet and fatigued smile upon her lips. He returned the expression as he proceeded to pull off his furred boots, his breeches and finally, his under shorts. Lucina lowered her gaze, her eyes drawn to the majestic masculine sight between his legs. His impressive manhood stood proudly to attention, its barely-illuminated form still enthralling her. His hefty sack hung below, covered in a thin layer of blonde almost fur-like hair. Even though she was coming down from an orgasm, the sight of his uninhibited and thoroughly aroused muscular body started to make Lucina hunger once more.
Owain climbed onto the edge of the bed, proceeding to lift and move his lover enough to place her further back upon its surface. With her now lying near the centre of the bed, Owain clambered upon his knees between his cousin's thighs. Knowingly and happily accepting what was heading her way, Lucina laid flat on her back, spreading her legs and bending her knees slightly.
Owain bent down over her body, cupping her right cheek and placing a firm kiss upon her lips. At the same time, his other hand was lining up his thick, eager member with her awaiting womanhood. He sightlessly found her netherlips with his hot, bulbous head, pausing briefly before proceeding to push his shaft forward. Lucina reacted by moaning softly into his mouth. He continued to press his commanding length into her, feeding it through his hand and following it with his hips.
Quickly but smoothly, Owain buried his entire length into her quivering, unprotected core. Her womanhood gladly welcomed him inside, its heat, moistness and silkiness holding his throbbing manhood like an incredible, all-encompassing hug. The two lovers were now one, their magnificent battle-sculpted bodies pressed together at the loins, their chests heaving together in synchronicity.
Owain broke off their kiss and pulled back to look at his beloved's face. He saw both affection and contentment in her big blue eyes, with desire written across her pink cheeks and upon her open lips. Lucina found adoration and a hint of arousal in his confident, handsome features, as a genuine, blissful smile crossed his lips. He delicately brushed a stray lock of her hair away from her forehead with the hand that had been cupping her cheek.
'I love you so much, Lucy.' He almost whispered.
'I love you too, Owain!' She breathlessly replied.
The two tightly embraced as their lips, and now tongues, collided together again. Lucina slipped her arms under his, holding his broad, strong shoulder blades to her with her hands and forearms. He too gripped her smooth back in a similar manner as she raised up her shapely legs and held him firmly at his waist.
While their tingling tongues caressed one and other, Owain gradually began to move his hips, sensually sliding his manhood back and forth inside her silky core. Her hips reacted in kind, both through the force of his grinds and her intentionally rolling them to accentuate his movements. Owain adored how Lucina was not a shrinking violet when it came to any aspect of her life, even in the bedroom.
Slowly but steadily he began to make bigger and more deliberate strokes, driving up the intensity of their lovemaking. They ceased their kisses and held their heads next to each other, needing as much oxygen as possible in this quickly escalating encounter.
Soon, they were up to a steady yet vigorous pace, their bodies slapping together over and over. With every carnal drive Owain could feel her soft but pointed breasts shaking back and forth against his strong chest. Short, uninhibited gasps and groans escaped her lips with every thrust, loudly filling his right ear with erotic aural gifts. By Naga, he wished this moment could last forever.
They continued their blissful, uninterrupted love-making for an indeterminable amount of time. Owain folded and manipulated Lucina's beautiful body in many ways, doing all he could to pleasure his love. She responded perfectly every time, not just allowing him to reposition her however he saw fit but also moving her hips and other various parts of her body to capitalise on the wonderful thrusting of his own hips and his manhood. The cousins gave it their all, not only because they loved each other so much but also because they knew it would be one of the few chances they could fully express that love.
He deftly managed to coax her to orgasm two more times and yet was able to hold restrain his own climax to this incredible rendezvous going. The first of the two was relatively easy for him to endure. They had assumed the 69 position with Owain on top of her, caressing her lips and clit with his tongue once more as she softly suckled on his manhood. Lucina's mouth felt oh so good but he was eliciting so much oral pleasure upon her womanhood that she had trouble concentrating on giving him equal service. But he didn't mind, knowing that he was one-and-done and that she would likely be able to orgasm again in a matter of minutes.
Sure enough, he induced her to cum again not long later. It happened when he was spooning up against her back while she lied on one side, thrusting into her womanhood from behind her as he held one of her smooth legs in the air. He slipped his other hand under her flank and down her body, vigorously rubbing her nub. One of her hands tightly gripped his wrist, adding to the force of his digits in pleasuring her most sensitive spot. Owain just barely held on when she came, fighting against the natural urge to release upon hearing the deeply erotic sounds and feelings of his mate climaxing. Sensing her whole body tremble against him and hearing her cry out in ecstasy would've been the prime time for him to also give in to his burning desire, but still he held out.
Eventually, the lovers could feel the onset of fatigue in their muscles, particular in their over-worked hips. They wordlessly acknowledged the fact while Owain was building up his biggest head of steam so far. Lucina has on her back again, her long legs raised in the air and resting upon his shoulders. His hands were firmly holding her where her thighs met her hips, wildly thrusting inside her from a kneeling position.
With each of his fast thudding drives, breathy and ragged utterances escaped both of their lips. Each of them had good views of the other's pleasure-ravaged bodies, drawing on said sights to attempt to call this incredible rendezvous to a worthy climax. Owain drank in the vision of Lucina's stationary body as it was rocked with each of his impacts, feeling the plump flesh of her butt and thighs gyrating and seeing her humble breasts jiggling in reaction. Her long, sapphire hair was more messy than ever, also subtly responding in time with their excited rutting.
Less of Owain was on display to Lucina, what with her raised pale legs blocking some of the view. His face was what mattered to her though, seeing his expressions of pleasure and exertion as he worked her body over. His head and body was drenched with sweat from his erotic toiling, much more so than her own perspiration-covered body.
As much as his body implored him to fire his masculine seed deep within his partner's womanhood as nature intended, Owain knew he couldn't. He loved Lucina far too much to betray her trust, and if she fell pregnant both of them would be placed in an extremely difficult situation. One day he might be able to. One day they might be able to start a family. But today was not that day.
Without a word of prompting from his trusting sweetheart, he waited as long as long as he could – still driving hard and fast into her silken core - before withdrawing. With no time to use another of her wonderful orifices, he hurriedly pulled his shaft out of her homey sex. Altering his position slightly, he placed his length in the space between her thighs and above her body. Still in his frenzied state, he pumped it frantically with his right hand, imagining he was still inside his love's honey pot.
Lucina could only lie back in her dishevelled state, watching Owain's glorious, glistening body on the peak of release partially obscured by her raised legs. She too wished he could finish inside her now-empty sex, to fill her belly with his hot, wonderful liquid, but this time she had to settle with it painting her flesh.
Finally, Owain let out a rumbling, climatic groan as his loins violently spasmed and released. His essence launched fourth from his swollen tip, first landing on Lucina's toned belly. He maintained the firm pumping of his length as he spurted more and more life liquid upon his lover, continuing his masculine moans as he did so.
Lucina watched as the soft skin of her midriff was messily coated with his translucent seed, feeling its warm stickiness subtly spreading out, with some of it landing in her navel. In a way it was a waste that didn't fire his incredible manly essence within her, yet it always gave her pleasure watching him climax, whether it was within her, upon her or otherwise.
All to quickly had Owain's orgasm peaked and begin to fizzle away. Having completely emptied his reserves upon Lucina's midriff, he knelt in place catching his breathe, his shrinking member held in his still and weakened grasp.
His beloved, still a beautiful mess upon the bed, smiled up at him, happy that he had a satisfying finish. Though he was deeply drained, both figuratively and literally, that warm and genuine expression on her face was enough to give him a different and soothing kind of rush. He gently unhooked her legs from his shoulders and proceeded to slip down on the bed next to her. Still lying on her back, Lucina turned her head to face him. After briefly staring lovingly into each others eyes with fatigued yet content smiles upon their faces, they softly kissed.
One day they would be able to hold each other, kiss each other and make love without secrecy. Maybe after the threat of Grima was dealt with and the Shepherds no longer need them. Maybe they could have a normal life together and raise a family.
No, there was no 'maybe' about it.
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