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“Oh dear - I think I got some dirt on my heels,” Camilla sighed as she waved her hair back over her shoulder. Her Malig growled behind her, illuminated only by the flames that licked at the roast spit that crackled and illuminated their makeshift camp
Thunk!
Her personal lilac axe cleaved into the dirt and sent pebbles all over. The princess planted her messy armor-plated heel against the sinister blade and let the metal and metal grind together and sent shivers up her young companion's spine. Her efforts did remove the mud that had caked on…along with some sanguine, chunked-up horror that had been mixed into the clods. “Stubborn , naughty little things,” she grumbled as she gripped the handle and ground her foot against the razor-sharp blade without care.
Schink. Schink. Schink.
Her companion said nothing while he watched her…or rather, watched her body as her bosom swayed and rolled with the force of every scrape. The way her luscious thighs shifted up and down as the peek of her tantalizing black panties loomed just behind her segmented cloth. It made him shift and squirm on the tree downed by that very axe until his own armored thighs scraped together.
Schink.
“Hmm?”
Camilla paused and looked over at him, hand on her hip. Instantly her stern, concentrated expression morphed into an apologetic smile that showed the softer side reserved for her innermost circles. “Oh, I’m so sorry - let me finish this up first, alright?” she insisted before she arched back for one last scrape.
Schiiink!
The ear-grating sound of metal-on-metal filled their dark clearing as her heel slid down the side of the edge. The last of the dirt and mess was cleaved off her boot and slid to the ground. She finished her task with a subdued tap of her sole against the still-clean and polished blade that had already seen to the end of scores of hapless foes.
Today.
That’s better,” Camilla smiled and appraised herself. Her standards were exceeded, and with a pleased nod, she left her weapon where it remained before she casually walked towards the log and her comrade in arms. A snort and a trot punctuated the presence of his own mount, just on the edges of their fire. She sat down and ran her leg up her thigh until it cradled her knee. “Now…what did my cute little nephew want to talk to me about?” the princess smiled at a stiff-lipped and somewhat fidgety Siegbert…
“Oh! Oh! Oooooh!
Camilla’s elated screams echoed over the thunderous claps as her nephew plowed his cock deep in his busty aunt’s pussy. Her body stretched out beneath him as she locked her legs around his back. The dirt beside her crunched and shifted under his boots as her heels remained pointed towards the darkened sky. “K-Keep going Siegbert - f-f-fuck your naughty auntie!”
The lovely lilac lady’s crass commands spurred her younger lover on as he more than doubled his pace inside her. He fought against her strong legs against his hips and around his back as he slammed down atop her again and again. The sight of his flushed and sex-drunk desire stretched out beneath him seared into his brain.
Crack!
A resounding split of wood from the fire beside them caused their sole light source to distort their lascivious shadow. Still, the Nohrian nobles persisted in their taboo delights with only the blank, impassive stare of their mounts to bear witness. A flurry of incestuous passion and desire as the amorous aunt embraced her nephew’s love with all her being.
How long had they gone for - hours? How long had he pinned her down and left her stilettoed heels pointed to the midnight sky? How much time had passed the frisky pair by as their shared blood was stirred by the ancient call of cursed dragon greed? The power that could rend earth or fell armies now turned to the equally durable bodies. “A-Auntie Camilla,” the young prince groaned against her tight, velvet embrace.
“I’m here, Siegbert - come to Auntie,” Camilla fluttered her eyes and puckered her lips. She gently pushed him down until his mouth brushed against hers. “Come here…and cum for Auntie~”
“Mmmmph~”
Their armor scraped together while they engaged in a duel of spit and tongues. Wild and wanton hips slammed and bucked together in a frenzy. Ripples fired over her full, heart-shaped pillow of an ass as her breasts rubbed against his.
The High Princess’ legs tightened against her nephew’s back until her hips rubbed together. Her heels clinked together while her ankles rocked up and down his spine. Even though his regalia, he felt the pressure that followed up the ripples of pleasure from his loins up to his addled mind. He reached up and grabbed her long hair as their kiss deepened.
Camilla uncrossed her legs until her hips were almost parallel as she let her nephew fuck her with full and unfettered abandon. With his body now free, he showed just how much he’d been shackled by her seductive leglock as his pace nearly tripled. The resounding shatter of skin-slapping sex filled both their ears just as easily as his cock filled her pussy and her tongue slid in and filled his mouth. Her victory in their kiss gave her the freedom to paint and mark Xander’s son’s lips as her own.
“Mmmwah~”
The Princess pulled her lips back and let the bridge of spit dangle between them. Her exposed eye fluttered as she appraised her fine work on her cute little nephew with a triumphant smirk. His labored breath blew against her and disturbed her loose tresses that draped down over her face. “A-Auntie C-Cuh-milla,”
Cum for me, Siegbert - cum and claim your Auntie for your own,” she coaxed him as her legs reached up and rubbed against his hips. Her heels briefly tapped against her bare ass before she flexed her thighs and rolled her feet up across his butt and to his back again. “Fill me with your seed, my little dragon - Do that…”
She pulled him back towards her mouth, but this time aimed her lips to his ear. “Claim me, and I will aid you in your desires…for her~”
“A-AUNTIE!”
Siegbert yelped and slammed his cock deep in her slutty womb before he did exactly as she wished. His triumphant, incestuous older lover locked her legs around his back and stopped his departure as he painted her in milky white. Her elated mewls echoed over the fire’s crackle, her nephew’s quivering moans, and the soft clink as her heels scraped together over his back.
‘Mmmph mmph mmmm~’
Camilla’s lips popped off Siegbert’s crown before she buried his hard, sin-soaked shaft trapped in her generous bosom. Her hands cradled the sides of her tits while she let him lay back on the log as he fought off the siren call of slumber. A feat made easy by the bewitching bosom of his busty, near-naked auntie between his legs.
The older princess leaned forward as she squatted in front of her young lover. Slowly, her left hand reached down beneath her tit trap and caressed his royal jewels. They still felt quite hefty, even after the copious amounts of incestuous cum he’d poured deep into her pussy. “Mmm, you’ll make a fine king one day.”
“You promised.”
She paused and raised her visible brow before realization struck. “Oh? I did indeed, didn’t I?” she chuckled.
Camilla’s hand reached up along the underside of his cock as her tits flopped away from his shaft. She cradled his royal dick between her fingers. “Mmm…It’d be such a shame to give this precious Nohrian treasure over to Hoshido, you know,” she lamented.
…But - I’m a woman of my word - on two conditions.”
Siegbert groaned both at her ministrations and her mischievous machinations. “N-Name them,” he grunted and bucked his hips.
“My my - such an impatient young man,” she chuckled as her fingers gently pinched his vein-riddled cock. The Princess leaned forward and directly kissed his crown before she guided her chest back around his shaft. “ Mwah - there, there - I assure you, it's nothing devious,” she consoled him.
“In fact, it’s quite simple,” Camilla insisted as she shifted off her legs and down on her knees. Her heels pointed out behind her as she pressed her chest against her nephew’s crotch. She knew she had his attention as his legs shifted apart for her.
“One - I request regular reports of your status - in my chambers, yours…or hers~” she fluttered her eye and shook her chest against his cock. Siegbert shuddered and not just at his Aunt’s seductive coo or her ministrations. The lascivious visions of future liaisons filled his weary mind.
Camilla leaned forward and smirked from behind his cock. “And second - I want you, right now - to paint your naughty, slutty, incest-loving auntie's face with her nephew’s cum - all over me~” she all but begged as she reared forward and kissed his throbbing tip again.
He complied - with gusto.