Blairs Test
#39 of Tik Tik and the Tournament of Pleasure
In this month's Bonus Story, we take a look at a possible future, where Blair the Dragon Mouse is receiving her trials to become a knight of love!
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Blair the Dragon Mouse steps into the intimate chamber, her blue-furred and scaled body draped only in the ceremonial robes of initiates. She pads her way along the smooth stone floor, approaching a figure slightly taller than her and not even that much older.
"Fespin?" She says, giggling. "You're going to be training me in physical love?"
The male mouse stands in his own loose robes, nodding, his whiskers twitching. "Yes. It is my sacred duty to train initiates in our ways. If you're going out into the world as a knight of love, you must be able to handle all sorts of trials."
She places a hand on her hip, smirking. "Are you sure you aren't just happy you get to finally have some fun with me?"
Fespin sighs, closing his eyes. "At least try to retain some decorum, for this is a highly sacred institution."
"I know, I know," Blair says, stretching and standing on her toes. "I'm ready for it when you're ready to give it."
The male mouse nods, grips his robe and throws it off. His small, lithe body is at the peak of rodent fitness. He steps forward, finding grabbing her garment in a pink-handed grip and tugging, throwing the only covering she has away.
He pushes her down to the ground, a hand upon her shoulder as he closes his eyes, focusing his might upon the holy weapon between his legs.
Blair squeaks on the ground, but her eyes widen when she sees that mousy cock growing and glowing, spreading wide and tall to a ridiculous length beyond its natural bounds.
"You must prepare your body for any assault," he says, but finally shakes his head and says, "and, I must admit, I'm happy you're now among the age where we may show our love this way. This, however, is a test."
"Why don't we call it 'tough love?' Let me see if I can handle it," Blair says, spreading her legs and biting her lip.
"We may," Fespin says, and he thrusts, filling her with his holy cock.
As she throws her head back and writhes underneath him, filled with delight, she also gasps and groans as the appendage grows within her, spreading out, delving deeper, becoming less and less a thing that fills her than a weapon that takes her.
"Use everything to your advantage to withstand the tides of sexual battle," Fespin says. "If you are to win a contest like this, you must not be overwhelmed by pain or pleasure."
"A... r... right!" she gasps, reaching up, grabbing his shoulders. "Is that the best you got?"
"Taunting your opponent is... it's good." He says, his pace faltering for a moment.
"I can feel it twitching in me, Fespin. You really liked that, didn't you? Being the bad boy, taking a girl as roughly as you can!"
"I'm a knight of love!" Fespin protests. "I do not take; I only give!"
"What if I were a naughty succubus mouse, ah, instead of, mm... a good, religious girl."
"Then I shall.... Shall give you redemption!"
"Redeem me!" She commands, wrapping her legs around him and throwing him onto his back.
He grunts, his hands letting go of her and her hands grabbing onto his wrists.
Blair stares at him with slitted, draconic eyes, wings spreading as she sits upon him, claiming his cock, slamming down onto him. The engorged shaft is so big it spreads her belly as she bounces on him, but she doesn't falter as it fills her and spreads her out.
"W-we knights of love are... are perverts too, you know... but... but we know how to handle ourselves and keep ourselves from turning to the dark side of sex!"
Fespin arches his back, groaning meekly as she milks him, her body wrapping tightly around his cock despite the massive nature of the thing spreading her out.
"I think I know a lot just from my bloodline!" Blair says, huffing as she rides him, rolling her hips, sighing in delight. She bites her lips, tilting her head back.
Fespin pants and grunts and grabs onto her. "You... don't understand... everything yet...."
"N... neither do you!" she protests back as he thrusts into her, conjuring up a magical blast of divine energies traveling through her body. It induces within her an explosion of orgasmic delight just before he releases into her, warming her belly with sanctified seed.
The two mice collapse on one another, lying on the floor.
"Y... you can't just take over the situation every time..." Fespin says. "But it is good you were able to... in this case."
"You just wanted me to do you," Blair says, giggling.
"I... I suppose it's time we have... some new and unusual mindsets here in the Knights of Love. After all, the world, han... has changed."
Blair frowns. "Ah, right, since the sorcerer's conflict? Do we get to learn more about that? What happened back then, with the archmage Tik Tik and stuff?"
He shakes his head. "Lots of things are still quiet on that front, and that's why we need to be on our guard," he says, apologizing. "But enough of that. Let's lay here for a little longer and enjoy each other."
Blair wraps her arms around him and snuggles against his body. "I'll be ready to go out into this lust-cursed world and heal it from the darkness it has become. Believe me."