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Of Crowns, Control, and Centaurs	By : Yumberduddle Category: +S through Z > Shining Force series Views: 1740 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Of Crowns, Control, and Centaurs
The Shining Force was on the move, heading from Prompt towards the Gate of Runefaust and hopefully the war's end. Mae, daughter of Varios and second in command of the Shining Force, trotted at the center of the line of warriors. She looked over the troops, and reflected on how different things had been since the war had begun. Everyone had changed since then, most of all her. As second in command to Max, she was entrusted to lead the Shining Force when he was absent, make sure everyone was battle-ready, and compile reports for him to look over. He seldom did that last part, much to her irritation. Max DID read them occasionally, and he DID listen to her advice, but he was not nearly as ordered and military minded as Mae was. He liked to keep things loose, allowed most of the standard army regulations to be disregarded, and often used unconventional means to keep morale and training up. Mae sighed, and admitted silently that perhaps this was how he managed to keep such a diverse band of warriors as the Shining Force in such sync with each other. If she had been leader, she'd have had everyone in uniforms, marching formations with strict discipline. She often wondered how much more or less effective her approach would be if she had been chosen instead of Max. Would these troops follow her as easily as they did the bold swordsman? She looked over her battle-companions, her eyes lingering on her queen, the mage Anri.
The young princess was walking ahead of her, her ice blue eyes alert and ready. Mae noted with admiration that the many battles had toned her physically. Any fat that had lingered due to a life spent in study rather than physicality was long banished by the war. When she had first joined the Shining Force, Anri had struggled to keep in step, not used to traveling long distances on foot or the continued demands of the body by battle. Mae recalled offering to let her ride on her back once or twice, a very rare act for a proud centaur, but the princess was equally proud, refusing any help until she had gotten used to the exertion. She had no trouble keeping up now. Her form still wasn't athletic, but she probably had a small bit of muscle now, under those robes. That body under those robes, the smooth curves and full breasts, the silky hair and soft lips...
Mae licked her lips at the thought, then caught herself and shook her head. Where did that come from?! She was a knight and Anri was now her ruling monarch. Such thoughts were improper of a knight. Mae shook it off and walked on, but the thoughts refused to leave completely, lingered at the back of her mind the whole march to Prompt. Mae tried to focus on other thoughts, battle strategies, training drills, what to ask Lowe to cook for the team's dinner, running her hand up Anri's smooth le- damnation!
Mae shook her head again and growled lightly. Ken was next to her and gave her a curious glance, but assumed his superior officer had been bitten by a fly and turned back . Mae glowered silently. She'd never had much interest in boys growing up, always been busy training with lance and armor, always been completely focused on her career. She never gave it much thought, she always assumed it would hit her when the right person came along. Then her father had been slain in front of her and anything but revenge was blotted out from her mind for a long year of fighting across Rune. Kane was dead now, her vengeance satiated. Her mind was beginning to return to thinking of other things... and lately it had been thinking mainly of Anri. It was almost like SHE was the right...
"Oh Light..." Mae whispered to herself as realization crashed into her. "I've got a crush on Anri."
"What was that?" Ken asked, turning again.
"Oh! I said we're going to crush the enemy," Mae said, pretending to scan her surroundings for any possible hidden foe.
"Damn straight we are!" Ken said, grinning and clapping an armored hand on Mae's back. "Between your expertise and Max's talent, you'll lead us all to victory!"
"Yes... Yes we will," Mae said, firmly. Her mind was no longer on the battlefield though, and would not be for long after the group stopped for a break.
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The march was a long one, and Mae was glad for it. She needed the opportunity to get her thoughts in order, or at least try to. A crush... on her ruling monarch? Mae had been told stories of knights falling in love with their queens and valiantly fighting for their love and honor as a child, but she never thought she'd end up being one of them! Especially since in the stories the knights and queens were usually of the same species and different genders, not different species and the same gender!
She shook her head and thought harder. She had a crush on another woman, that didn't bother her. In retrospect, it made a lot of sense given how little she cared for the attentions lavished on her by her fellow knights and the many attempts at winning her heart she had endured. The strange sensations she felt when looking at some of the castle maids when they were cleaning and bent over just a little too far, or the way she tingled when she overheard some of the bawdy tales senior knights told in the training fields suddenly became perfectly explainable. Suppressing years of sexual desire to focus on a goal, then suppressing it further to focus on revenge left Mae completely inexperienced, but now that she wasn't immediately shoving such thoughts to the very back of her mind, it all became clear. That she apparently was a lesbian didn't bother her, but to desire the princess?! The princess soon to be her queen?!
Relationships between royalty and the knighthood were a thing of fantasy precisely because they were strictly forbidden, and as far as Mae knew, for good reason. A monarch's duty was to govern her people and secure their future. Part of this meant acting exemplary, with the utmost honor, and part of this meant securing a marriage with another royal family, or at the very least high nobility to strengthen the nation's position, not to mention an heir. An affair with another woman would destroy all of that in one fell swoop. Anri was Guardiana's queen, not hers, she had no right to rob her nation of someone so vital to its future. It would be best, it would be proper to stop thinking about this right now.
Mae kept thinking about it the whole march. No matter how hard she tried to push it out of her mind, once she realized her desire for Anri, it would not leave her. As the troops marched, her eyes kept wandering back to the royal mage, her thoughts as well. In her mind, they were naked in a meadow, pressing their bodies against each other as they kissed passionately. Anri's soft, full lips were on hers, her tongue was trailing over her flesh, her hands were creeping up towards her heaving breasts...
Finally, she came to an inner compromise. There was no harm in fantasizing, right? So long as she kept her composure and continued to serve her queen as true and faithfully as any of Guardiana's knights, she could keep whatever desires began to boil within her under lock and key. She had suppressed her sexuality for over a decade now, she could keep on doing so. She'd just let her imagination run its course. Mae yielded and allowed her fantasies to fill her mind as she marched on with the rest of the Force around her. She could afford an afternoon of daydreaming. Mae marched along, her eyes distant, and a slight smile on her face as she let her mind go free and wild. Everyone assumed that the centaur's newly found mellow attitude was due to the closeness of victory.
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Max whistled and called for a rest before continuing the march. Everyone sighed in relief and began to search around for tree stumps or rocks to sit on. Hans sat down on a log and pulled off a long boot, emptying several rocks and twigs out from it with a doleful expression. Luke and Gort chuckled greedily as they pulled flasks from within their coats of mail and began to indulge in a bit of Dwarven Classic. Domingo plopped on top of Earnest's head and started snoring, the grim knight immediately pulling him off and dropping him on a pile of leaves. Anri pulled out a book and quietly began to read. A soft undercurrent of chatter began to fill the air as Mae inwardly thanked the gods.
Mae was never so glad as to hear Max call for a rest as she was now. The attempt at letting her imagination run its course had had just the opposite effect she wanted. It brought her desire to a raging boil. She felt like her skin was on fire, like every step was a taunt for a lust that couldn't be satiated, like her mind was surrounded by a soft perfumed cloud. She could put an end to all of that right now. Amon and Balbaroy were on sentry duty, and she asked for some privacy, though she didn't bother to specify what sort of relief she sought. She went off into the woods after her whispered excuse, making sure to put a fair distance between her and the others before stopping.
Mae looked around and made sure she was alone in the woods at least four times before she finally calmed the butterflies in her stomach and opened the bag she'd brought with her. Centaurs didn't have a lot of options for self-relief thanks to their unique physiology, but that didn't mean they were helpless in that regard. She withdrew what looked like a large strap-on with some odd modifications from the bag and trotted over to a tree. Taking the sex-toy, she carefully secured it in place on the tree and turned around, backing up slowly as she let her fantasies take over.
Mae's nethers lightly bumped against the smooth surface of the strap on and in her mind it was not held in place by a tree, but by her queen, smiling mischievously. Mae's hands began to work at her breasts as she began to press herself against the toy, imagining Anri pushing the object deeper and deeper inside of her, cooing words of affection and lust. The need that had been steadily building in her loins seemed even more urgent now. There was a beast inside of her, and it would not leave unless she obeyed. It wasn't her hands kneading the small mounds of smooth flesh at her front, they were Anri's. She was putting her hands under Mae's as she licked her neck and lightly nibbled her shoulder. Her hot breath warmed her exposed flesh before lips lightly kissed her breasts. A tongue flicked at her nipple, then withdrew. Mae's mouth opened for an imaginary kiss as she pressed herself harder on the toy. Anri was behind her, pumping a dildo in and out of her, she was lightly licking at her folds, she was running her fingers around her entrance, she was rubbing her whole body against her... Mae's mind cycled through Anri performing every sexual or act of love she could think of on her, her entire body feeling aflame with desire as she felt release inch closer and closer. In her mind the dignified princess, the brave wizardess, the lovely beauty, she was all over her, just as mad for Mae as she was for her. Finally Mae imagined Anri slowly and steadily pushing her fist into her and her vaginal muscles clamped shut on the strap as lightning shot through her body and her liquids flowed freely from her trembling slit.
Mae let out a stifled gasp as her orgasm came fast and hard, washing over her like a wave of warm water and causing her to slump back a little onto the tree that had served so dutifully as her stand in. Mae stood there unmoving for a while, lost in the afterglow of her pleasure. How good would it feel if it actually happened? If Anri really did make love to her instead of a toy strapped to a tree? How would it feel to be able to feel real flesh under her hands, to taste Anri's mouth with an exploring tongue?
Mae let those thoughts hang in her head before coming back to reality and extricating herself from the toy. She pulled out a towel from the bag and hung it over the strap, using it carefully to clean her fluid soaked nethers up. Looking around one more time to make sure no one saw, she carefully cleaned the strap on off and put it back in the bag with the towel before trotting back to meet up with the others.
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Two weeks and two pitched battles later, the Force was now making camp a stone's throw from the very Gate of Runefaust itself. Everyone walking around a large clearing in the forest pitching tents, organizing supplies, preparing cook-fires for the evening meal, and generally laboring over something that wasn't fighting for their lives for once. Mae crossed her arms and nodded with a smile as she watched her friends and fellow warriors go about their business. She and Max had just spent the last fifteen minutes barking orders, organizing watch-order, and making sure that certain members of the Force weren't trying to dip into the rations before meal time. Mae's expression briefly soured at the memory of Lowe's hurried explanations about that, some hogwash about 'second breakfast', 'afternoon tea', 'supper', and various other halfling invented excuses. At least Earnest and Ken managed to keep Vankar away from the very small stock of liquor the Force had brought with them. Right now, there was little for her to do save pitch her own tent, but she allowed herself a brief moment to make sure everyone else was doing their jobs before attending to her own.
Mae's watch was interrupted by approaching footsteps as the centaur-knight turned and briefly started.
"Prin- Ah, Queen Anri!" Mae said, immediately drawing herself up for a salute as befitted a monarch. "How can I help your majesty?"
"Princess..." Anri said with a slight smile. "I haven't been properly coronated yet, remember?" the humor faded from her face. "...and I won't be until this war finishes." She shook her head. "But even if I were, just call me Anri. There's no need for ceremony out here."
"As you wish, Pr-, I mean, Anri," Mae said, gulping. "How can I help you?"
Anri laughed a little, Mae found herself wishing she could listen to that sound forever.
"Always so formal and disciplined. You really are Guardiana's first and foremost knight, aren't you?" Anri said with a teasing wink. "I didn't come over here for anything you could do for me, though. I came over because I noticed you've been looking at me a lot for the past few weeks or so."
"...you have?" Mae asked. Her heart began to pump faster, adrenaline began to seep into her system. A single thought looped in her mind. Did she know?
"I have. I wanted to say I appreciate you looking out for me, but I don't need to be constantly watched over," Anri stated, almost as if she was giving a formal reprimand. "I've proven myself time and again as a combat mage with the Force. I don't need a babysitter no matter what my status is."
She didn't.
"Forgive me, my pr-, forgive me Anri," Mae said, effecting a short bow at her waist. "I didn't mean to imply you needed anything like that. It's just that you're... you're the leader of my people. I'd be a poor knight if I wasn't concerned for you, especially with the kind of enemies we fight."
Anri frowned and tapped her lip with one delicate finger. "I suppose you have a point. All the same, I want you to know I don't need looking after." Anri smiled a little. "I bet I'm just as capable of watching out for you as you for me."
"I'm sure you are your majes- ah, Anri," Mae caught herself again. She really needed to work on that. "My father told me a monarch's duty is to watch over all her people, so I won't deny your words. I would be honored if you watched me as I watched you. Watched over you, I mean."
Anri arched an eyebrow at the slip and Mae inwardly kicked herself with both hooves. She was a veteran knight, she should have more control than this! Anri didn't comment though, merely smiled.
"I will be sure not to disappoint then," Anri said. "Though I will ask what prompted this? You always kept an eye out for me in the past, but lately it seems you're really taking the bodyguard act to heart."
Mae almost said that guarding her body was a privilege, but stopped herself in time.
"With Kane dead..." Mae paused. "I've been thinking about my priorities. You come high on the list."
"I do?" Anri asked.
"You will be my queen," Mae said with as much solemnity as she had ever had. "I am a knight. You are my future... Guardiana's future. Even if it wasn't my job, I would protect you with everything I am. And..." Mae paused again. "You are kind, gentle, and wise. Even if you weren't royal, you would deserve someone to protect you. Even if you do not strictly need the protection."
Mae wanted to add how beautiful she was to the list, but did not. She wanted to confess her growing desire for her but did not. She had that much discipline at least. Ignorant of the inner turmoil Mae was dealing with, Anri smiled again, a soft but brilliant smile.
"Thank you Mae. When you put it like that, I guess having your eyes on me isn't so bad," Anri said. "Though if you have eyes on me, I'll be having them on you. Fair is fair."
Mae nervously clomped her back hoof against the dirt, not sure what to make of the odd turn of phrase.
"Of course, Anri," she said.
"That wasn't so hard, was it?" Anri asked. "I like my name more than any title, and when I'm queen, I suspect I will having to hear far too many of them."
"Anri!" a cheerful voice called from closer to the campfire. Mae knew Tao's voice when she heard it. "Can you come here for a minute? I've got a question about mana manipulation for the higher tier blaze magic!"
Anri sighed.
"Well, duty calls. Thank you for taking the time to speak with me, Mae. I think I understand you a bit better now," Anri said, turning. "See you at dinner."
"Yes your ma- yes, Anri. See you at dinner," Mae said, both happy and sad the talk was over. She had come close to making a fool of herself several times, but she found even talking to Anri now gave her a mild feeling of giddiness. Mae began setting up her own tent, and it wasn't until later that she wondered if she had concealed her thoughts as well as she thought she had.
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A centaur's tent isn't quite the same as a human's, mostly due to the difference in size and the fact that a bedroll can't accommodate someone with the lower half of a horse very well. Centaur tents were therefore by necessity larger and more spacious, designed as a scaled down pavilion tent with a smaller flap entrance for privacy. A large pile of oversized cushions or pillows served as bedding, and an especially strong and sturdy pole was used as the tent support due to the tendency some centaurs had to kick while sleeping. It was difficult for an army on the move to carry such things along with all their other supplies, so the Shining Force only had three to split between its complement of centaur knights. Mae had one entirely to herself as she was the only female centaur on the force, and that was a small indulgence she happened to greatly enjoy.
Her armor was carefully laid out along with all of her gear on one side of her tent, her own pile of cushions on the other. Out of her armor Mae just wore a simple white shirt. She owned few other clothes given she spent most of her time in her armor. She was just about ready to collapse onto the cushions and enter a deep and well deserved sleep when she heard someone gently rapping against the cloth flap that acted as her tent's 'door'.
"Come in," Mae said, turning to face the entrance. Her heart skipped a beat as she saw who it was. "Anri?"
"Good evening Mae," Anri said, entering the tent and letting the flap close behind her. "I was hoping to catch you shortly after the evening meal, but I got held up by Tao again. Maybe it's for the best. I was hoping we could talk a little more?"
Anri stepped forward and seemed to bite her lip a little bit, her hands behind her back. Mae thought she seemed nervous, but what for?
"Of course, of course," Mae said, looking around the tent. "I'd offer you a seat, but... well you can sit on my cushions if you want."
"That's all right," Anri said. She walked towards Mae until only a few feet separated them. Mae felt her heart began to beat faster. Anri kept her eyes on Mae. "You seemed awfully distracted when we talked earlier."
"I had a lot on my mind," Mae said, which was true. "I'm not the best with words even when I'm at my best."
"That's not true," Anri said. "Your words are simple and direct, and sometimes those are the sorts of words that are needed. Others may dance around the subject or talk a lot and say nothing, but when you open your mouth, you say something that needs to be said. At least, most of the time." Anri looked down for a moment. "More than that, you know that sometimes actions speak louder, truer than words."
"Thank you," Mae said, unsure of what to say to this, and suddenly aware that Anri had closed the distance between them to a mere foot. Anri looked up, into Mae's eyes. Then she leaned forward, gently held her face with both hands, and kissed her. Her tongue slipped into the centaur's mouth and lingered there, exploring in pleasant swirls. Mae's eyes shot open in shock. A surge of pleasure shot through her, and for a moment she returned the kiss, her own tongue passionately intertwining with Anri's. She tasted sweet, and all Mae's mind was on the sensation of her tongue sliding over her queen's. Her nose was almost driving into her cheek. She inhaled deeply and noted Anri smelled faintly of vanilla. A thought faintly tickled her mind through the haze of pleasure that this was technically her first kiss. Her first kiss was with the monarch she was sworn to protect, the future queen of her country! Then she came back to her senses. Mae pushed Anri off, her face beet red.
"An... Anri?!" she shouted in shock as Anri stumbled back. "What... What was that?"
"Desire!" Anri said, looking at Mae with helpless longing. "I haven't been able to get you out of my head for a long time. I can't stop thinking about you..." Anri took a step closer and drew her face close to Mae's. "Your strong eyes... Your steel muscles..." Anri put her arms around Mae and the knight offered no resistance. "Your hard body... I know it's wrong for a queen to think such thoughts, but I can't help it. I'm no idiot, Mae. When I saw your looks and how you stumbled over your words, I thought... well, I thought you felt the same."
Mae felt herself tense. Anri was describing something like she herself had gone through. But those thoughts were banished as Mae's senses were thrown into chaos. Anri gently bit Mae's ear, nibbling on it softly, then began to lick her cheek. She could feel the soft mounds of her breasts pressing against her own through their clothes, the touch of her tongue sent electricity down her spine.
"I want you..." Anri whispered, both of her hands now once again clutching the sides of Mae's head. "All the concerns and worries I've had keep being banished by that one fact. I want you. Don't you want me?"
Mae looked at Anri longingly for a moment before her will broke, all thoughts of station, rank, and knightly code fleeing before the increasing and all consuming need that was running through her body. She whispered her reply.
"Yes..." Mae said as she returned Anri's embrace, her arms encircling her sovereign with tightly controlled passion. Anri's hands ran through Mae's hair as their lips met for a long and sultry kiss. Anri and Mae's tongues wrestled with each other, their mouths battling until at last, they had to come up for air with a gasp of ecstasy. "Oh gods, yes..."
"Make love to me," Anri said, stepping back and slowly opening her robe, letting it fall off her. Mae let her eyes feast on the queen's exposed flesh as she undressed, slowly undoing the undergarments she wore beneath her robe. The moonlight shone off her pale, ivory skin, her long legs, her large breasts. Two large locks of her silver hair rested against those pale mounds, and Mae licked her lips at the sight. Her hands absentmindedly massaged her own breasts as she watched. Mae always thought they were of a fair size, but Anri's were truly magnificent. Her breasts were large, but not too big, full, and shapely. Mae began to pull up her shirt as Anri kicked her robe to the side. Anri smiled in delight when she finished, taking a moment to admire Mae's pert breasts and toned abs just as the knight was admiring her naked form. Anri noticed Mae's attention and stepped forward, her hands grasping her bare breasts, lifting them up and down and squeezing them together.
"Look all you want," she said. Her voice then dropped to a whisper. "Or do more than look... these are all yours tonight."
"I never thought I'd be able to do this," Mae groaned as her muscled arms moved around Anri. Her mouth moved down and nibbled on one of the queen's large, soft breasts. Anri leaned back in Mae's arms and moaned as Mae's tongue swirled around her sensitive nipple, her lips sucking her bosom. Anri shivered in pleasure as she felt the strength of the other woman around her. The queen ran her hands through Mae's golden locks as she pressed the centaur's head against her breasts, trying to make her vocalization quiet, lest they be heard. For her part, Mae sucked, nibbled, and licked at Anri's exposed chest with gusto. Her tongue lightly flicked against a nipple only to kiss it a moment later, her eyes meeting Anri's as the queen looked down at what she was doing with a serene expression. Mae suddenly opened her mouth wide and slowly licked up from just below Anri's left breast, over her nipple, up to her neck, and finally up to her mouth. The pair fiercely kissed once more, crushing their bare chests against each other as their hands ran over each other's backs.
"Mae... oh, Mae..." Anri whispered, as Mae withdrew, looking into Anri's eyes again before meeting her mouth for another long kiss. When that was done, Mae moved onto Anri's other breast and worked that for a while, the queen cooing appreciatively. Anri ran her hands over Mae's back again, this time more slowly, feeling each muscle in the powerful warrior's back and gently rubbing them as Mae did nearly the same. The two's passion slowed for a moment as they took some time to simply explore each other's physique. Anri felt increasingly turned on by the raw strength she felt behind Mae's arms, and Mae was amazed at just how soft Anri felt under her hands.
"You are so hard... Look at all these muscles," Anri murmured continuing to rub Mae's well toned back. Something in Anri thrilled at the touch of the steely muscles under soft skin against her. Mae smiled.
"Let me show you what these muscles can do," she whispered.
Mae grabbed Anri by her bottom and lifted her up until her slit was right up to her face. Anri yelped in surprise and grabbed Mae's shoulders, then the main tent support for balance as the centaur-knight began to run her tongue all around the queen's nether regions. With a barely contained zeal, Mae lapped at Anri's clitoris, wriggling her tongue all around the sensitive nub until her queen squealed with delight. The air was filled with her pleasured moans as Mae tasted her again and again and again, her tongue writhing all over Anri's most sensitive place. Anri felt like she was going to melt, she had never in all of her life felt this good, it feel like an electric current of pure ecstasy was pulsing through her. She found that thinking about the fact that it was Mae making her feel this way almost doubled it! Mae was pleasuring her, her knight, her comrade, now... her lover. Anri thought about that as Mae continued her untiring work. Mae as her lover... it felt right.
This brief train of thought was interrupted most pleasantly by the sudden release of her building tension. Anri let out a quiet cry, muffling herself by biting her fist as she had the most intense orgasm she had ever known. She came hard, splashing all over Mae's face as a wave of relief washed over her. Mae lapped up Anri's juices and looked at her, eyes half-closed as she gently lowered her back to the ground. Anri took a moment to recover her balance, then softly smiled as the sight of Mae trying to clean herself off.
"I'll handle that," Anri whispered as she leaned forward to run her tongue over Mae's face, cleaning up the mess she made and elicited soft sighs from her new lover. When she was finished, a gleam shone in her eye. "Now... Let me do one better."
Anri sauntered over to the pile where Mae had tossed her gear and searched for a while Mae frowned.
"What are you looking for?" she asked. "There's nothing but... oh. Oh! Wait!"
It was too late. Anri found a certain bag and pulled from it a long strap-on, waving it around triumphantly and giving Mae a sly wink.
"I thought I might find one of these around here. There are a few rumors circulating around camp about what you do off by yourself some nights," Anri said. Mae flushed crimson, which only seemed to delight Anri more as she belted the toy on. She pointed to the tent support she had leaned against earlier.
"I suggest you lean on that," she said, approaching. Mae did as was told, comprehension and a certain excitement dawning on her in quick succession. She turned away from Anri and grasped the thick strut that held up the center of the tent. She waited, her nethers moistening even further as she anticipated any moment the touch of that smooth member against her eager pussy. She was tempted to look behind her, but stifled it. Not knowing... not knowing made it better, somehow. She didn't have to wait long, a soft feather touch of something playing about her other lips. Mae moaned and grasped the pole tighter.
"Anri, please..." Mae said, the words barely leaving her lips before she felt a pair of hands grab her rump and something long and hard enter her, a jolt of pleasure that only increased as she turned and saw Anri with a firm grasp on her rear, slowly and steadily pushing the toy into her. Mae couldn't help but let out a long and low groan as she watched her queen penetrate her with the same toy she'd used for countless nights to relieve herself temporarily of loneliness. It was the same toy, they were the same motions... but it was Anri penetrating her. It was Anri pleasuring her. These thoughts ran non-stop around Mae's mind, her hands going from the tent pole to her own breasts as she discovered she had enough balance without needed to lean on anything despite Anri's vigorous thrusts. Mae kept watching Anri, tweaking her own nipples and grasping them with increasing force as her queen began to pick up speed. Anri's perfect rack jiggled and shifted with each thrust. Mae drank in the sight, licking her own breasts as best she could in place of Anri. A light sheen of sweat was beginning to cover the queen from the continued physical exertion, and this only aroused Mae more. Her vagina was greedily swallowing the length of the strap, the familiar feeling of tension beginning to build up into a wonderful release.
"Keep... Keep going! I'm almost there!" Mae almost shouted to Anri, who said nothing in return, but grinned mischievously and began to thrust even harder. Anri continued to pound into Mae, letting loose a year's worth of pent up lust that had accumulated during the war. Every sinful thought she had ever had, every fantasy of naked flesh against her ran through her head as she moved her hips. Every temptation denied her due to her royal birth boiled forward. Finally allowing her own sexuality to run free, Anri found the outpouring of lust enabled her to continue with an energy she didn't know she had. Each moan and gasp of pleasure that Mae let out seemed only to stoke her fire, redoubling her efforts as the toy teased her own pussy with each thrust. Finally Mae grabbed the pole and let out a barely restrained cry as her insides clamped down on the strap-on, her cum gushing forth as Anri slowed her sawing, exhaustion finally beginning to claim her.
"That was a little loud," Anri noted as she began to take off the toy.
"It's your own fault. Here... give me that..." Mae said, reaching for the strap-on as Anri unbuckled it. The knight adjusted a few of the straps and began fitting it to her front with an adoring smile. "I want to see your face." Mae finished the work and reached for Anri. "Come here..."
Anri stepped forward into a tender embrace, Mae pressing her body hard against hers as their lips locked again. Mae exulted in the feel of Anri's soft flesh on her front, savored the tiny jolts of pleasure she received from her sensitive nipples rubbing against hers. She teased Anri by sliding the stiff rod attached to her between the princesses' legs, hearing a quiet sigh from her as she buried her head in her neck. Mae held Anri close as she began gently nibbling there, then took her head in both hands and kissed her as passionately as she could. A second later, her hands slide down Anri's sides and to her buttocks, lifting her up as she pushed herself in. Anri's cry of pleasure was immediately muffled by Mae's dominating mouth. Feeling a heady surge of power as she watched her lover writhe and gasp under her strong thrusts, Mae began picking up the pace, going faster and faster while she looked into Anri's eyes and kissed her again and again, hardly giving her time for air as she let loose a side of her she'd kept chained for years in much the same way Anri did just a few moments before.
"Don't stop!" Anri begged as she wrapped her legs around Mae's midsection. Mae didn't respond with words, instead moving her head down to suck at Anri's left breast while her hands grabbed and fondled her ass, forcefully thrusting into her all the while. Anri let out a low and guttural moan, an orgasm coming soon. Mae kept going, only increasing as Anri tried in vain to stop herself from giving out increasingly loud moans and cries as multiple orgasms clenched her body with ecstasy, one after the other.
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"What's that sound?" Vankar asked Ken. The two centaurs had drawn watch and were currently patrolling the perimeter of the camp. Muted, muffled voices, the words unintelligible struck their ears.
"Is that... Mae?" Ken asked, frowning as he strained his hearing.

"Yeah, but who's... oh... oh, I know that voice. It's Anri!" Vanker said, snapping a finger. He looked from side to side, trying to determine the direction of the sound. "What are they doing?"
"Hah!" Ken laughed. "I bet ol' Mae's got Anri training with her! She's always worried about her, I bet she's insisting she try to prepare herself for when her magic runs out!"
"Ah, I get it," Vankar nodded. He frowned. "Someone should tell them when they get back to keep it down next time, though. The way they're going at it, someone might get the wrong idea!"
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The two intertwined their bodies and thrust, bucked, and pressed against each other for an hour more before they slowed, falling into each others' arms as they collapsed on the pile of cushions that served as Mae's bed. They stared into each others' eyes, tired, satisfied smiles spread on their faces as they managed but a few more loving caresses before Anri turned and simply let Mae hold her. Even if either of them had thought of something to say, the words would have been useless, superfluous. The soft sound of each others' breathing was the only thing they listened to as they basked in the afterglow of the act.
When they finally had enough energy to move again, it was in the dead of night. Mae began shrugging on her shirt, while Anri pulled on her robe. Mae couldn't help but give her one last caress, sliding her hand over the queen's curved backside, savoring the shape beneath the cloth. Anri smiled at her new lover's lewd act and kissed her once more before moving for the tent flap. Mae shifted on her pile of cushions.
"Couldn't you..." Mae began to say, then stopped. She knew very well that she couldn't.
"Stay?" Anri asked, turning with a soft smile. "I'd love to... but not yet."
"The rumors," Mae said. Anri nodded. Mae felt her heart sink.
"Unfortunately royalty have to keep their image in mind at all times, and a war-camp in the middle of fighting isn't the best place for privacy," she said. "A saucy affair before I'm even crowned would set the court ablaze when I return. We'll have to be discreet for now. When we reach Runefaust and the fighting ends, I'm sure I can set something up."
"Discreet for now..." Mae processed the statement slowly before it dawned on her. Joy washed away the slight disappointment. "You... you want this to continue!"
"Of course," Anri said, smiling. "I don't pretend to know where this will take the both of us or what it means. I only know I really want to find out. What about you?"
"I'll follow you wherever you want to go," Mae said, a passion almost foreign to her in her voice.
"I don't want you to follow, Mae," Anri said, taking one of her hands. "I want you by my side."
"Then that is where I will be," Mae said, pulling Anri toward her until they embraced again. "Until you say otherwise, that is where I will be."
The knight was dimly aware she only barely grasped the difficulties such a relationship might bring, but was keenly aware of one thing. Even if it meant enduring hell, she intended to remain with Anri, to support, guard, and now, even love her.
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