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Freya sighed as she walked the worn wooded paths of the forests laying far outside her hometown, the ruined Burmecia.

It had been a trying year to say the least. The recent near-genocidal war with Alexandria that left her species and civilization in ruins. Kuja's rampage that left the rest of the world in nearly as awful a state. The freeing of the world from the ever-oppressive mist and the loss of airships due to it.

So much had been revealed, so much lost. But the world was better for it in the long run...hypothetically anyways.

After all the struggle and conflict while she ventured with the rest of the heroes of Gaia, she returned to Burmecia with her love, Sir Fratley. They had worked with a few of the survivors to rebuild. And though the amnesiac Fratley had long lost his memory of her, they had begun to rekindle their love for one-another.

"Until that curly-tailed harlot entered the picture anyways" she sighed with somber expression and fought-back moisture from the corners of her eyes.

Just when things seemed to be returning to normal and the pair of dragon knights could maybe...settle down? She had to enter the picture and steal away Fratley's attention and love again, the girl from Cleyra. Everything she and Fratley had worked towards from square one again was lost in just a week. It wasn't long until Fratley barely spoke two words to her, just a stranger and fellow warrior doing their civic duty.

She couldn't stay, not like this. It was too painful to be forgotten again...

And so, after the city looked like it was stable enough to host the population of survivors from both of the obliterated cities of her people, she packed up and left.

And now, she walked along, her slender and trained body hidden by her armored red cloak. A warrior without a cause looking to Gaia's twin moons rising as the sun set. It was so weird to see a clear sky from this angle, after the eons of rain that poured over this region before the final destruction of the Life Tree. It promised a new world without the Terran parasite, but one without a place for her.

As she muddled in thought a smell on the wind teased her rodent nose, she turned looking across the horizon to a small pillar of smoke not far away. "A campfire?" she muttered quietly to herself. Looking upward to the rapidly ascending night she sighed with a bemused smile and made her way towards it. "I hope they don't mind company".

Further down the valley rested a human sitting by the campfire. His name was Markus, 25 and long since on his own. He stood an even 6 feet tall. His build athletic and lean from years of honing his skills with a blade and physical labor. His hair was a fine shadowy black and eyes an entrancing amber. A good looker of a man.

He heaved a sigh as he slumped back and looked upward to the growing night sky and first appearance of stars. It had been busy the last few months as an adventurer and mercenary. He had grown up with little in Alexandria, born to a destitute family. They lacked goods but had love in abundance, a smile growing over his expression as he reminisced. He had worked from a young age doing odd-jobs and training himself in hopes of becoming a guard. To provide for his family and hold close their ideals.

After the chaos of the Alexandrian war, that all changed. Like many he lost family and property when Kuja attacked the capital, and with nothing else to his name he set out clad in his leather guard armor and sword in-hand to help those in need as an adventurer. People were suffering after all the conflict and he made it his mission to help those who could not help themselves. An adventurer for hire for whatever they could spare, knowing not all those in need can afford professional mercenaries.

A light rustle in the bushes shook him from his thoughts, something approaching and making no effort to hide its presence. A powerful monster perhaps? They'd grown weaker and less aggressive without the mist to fuel them, but they easily remained a threat. The shadow grew clear through the brush and light of the fire as he gripped his blade. Stepping into the clearing with silver spear in-hand was a burmecian, not just any burmecian, a Dragon Knight!

Markus froze in place. He knew he was close to Burmecia and tensions remained somewhat high between the countries. But sending a dragon knight to deal with him!?

His heart remained still in his chest, expecting the worst before the stranger uttered a stoic "Mind if I rest here?" in a distinctly feminine and controlled tone. It sent chills through him, chills of relief, confusion and a buried excitement. Not just sharing a fire with a female, but a fellow warrior!

"O-oh uh. Yeah! Please do" he smiled and sat upright, trying to calm himself as she nodded and sighed sitting across from him with legs crossed and Spear lovingly set to the side.

She pulled back her red decorative hat and looked to him as his heart caught in his throat. While he would have never said it out-loud to his friends and family, something about non-humans of the furry persuasion had always drawn his gaze. And looking to him now with gorgeous emerald eyes was the most beautiful and hardened burmecian warrior he had seen. Her short and slender muzzle and flowing white hair. Her long ears carefully spread under the hem of her winged red cap and her silken pink lips like rose petals while her long furless tail flicked outward with a small bow tied to its end. He found himself struggling for words, women had never been his strong suit nor non-humans.

Freya looked over the slack-jawed male, assessing him. He looked to be a couple years older than her, a bit of experience as a fighter and definitely having the body for it. But he seemed to lack some basic wilderness survival from how his equipment was strewn and tent haphazardly set up. She took note of his expression however, she had never been incredible at reading human body language, but he looked undoubtedly distressed by her presence.

"Does my presence disturb you?" she asked bluntly, causing Markus to pause and gasp as she already gripped her spear and rose to leave again. She had too much on her mind, too much heartbreak to worry about some adventurer spooked by her appearance and demeanor.

Yet as she turned there was a loud clamor and a sudden tug on her sleeve. Markus having nearly fallen over himself to get to her in time as she looked down to him on a half knee from the rush and with a firm grip on her coat. He stammered a quick "N-no WAIT!" and pulled himself up, looking to her as he nearly glowed under his blush and heaved a sigh.

He squeezed at her sleeve as she gazed down in confusion and a little amusement at his response. Building the courage, out here in the woods alone. Vulnerable, knowing a dragon knight like her could probably beat him into the mud in a second. In the heat of the moment, awkward enough around women let alone this beauty, he let his heart out.

"Y-you're. The most gorgeous woman I've ever laid eyes upon. I found myself stunned by your beauty..." he uttered openly, shrinking with each word and expecting to be shamed or for her to express disgust in another species desiring her.

It was Freya's turn to be shocked to silence, her eyes growing wide as a warmth flushed her own cheeks. Yet he gripped her arm and looked to her with honest and embarrassed eyes. She couldn't read expressions perfectly, but she knew the truth when she saw it and the man had just poured his heart out. It struck a painful and deep chord...just like she had with Fratley.

How long had it been since someone had seen her as a woman instead of a warrior? A tool of war or a simple comrade?

She suddenly ached with a need and emptiness she had suppressed for so long, her needs as a female. Her long un-reciprocated love and dedication. She had ignored her body and youth in pursuit of a fruitless goal. Perhaps it was her ailing heart desperate for a companion. Perhaps it was more, but she had put-aside her own wants and desires for too long and had nothing left to lose. At the very least she could feel the warmth of a shared bed for a single night, did she not deserve that much?

Marcus had winced at his bluntness, expecting her to strike him or leave in disgust. What he hadn't expected was the distinct snap and clicks above him. Looking to her as she lightly blushed and smiled, casually unbuckling her chest plate and tossing the thick slab of heavy iron to the side as though it were weightless. She moved slowly and teasingly to undo each button and buckle of her overcoat while he gazed in stunned silence.

"If that is true, warrior. You can prove it~" she purred to him huskily, feeling a warmth in her loins she had long ignored. She could feel her lips swell and moisten, warming with blood as she slowly exposed herself to this handsome stranger.

Marcus himself was dumbfounded, watching every second she worked towards stripping away her cloak and armor with an open invitation to sex. He was nearly paralyzed as his bulge ached in the confines of his gear.

It was only when her slender rodent tail rubbed his cheek that he shook from his daze. Admiring her gorgeous and muscular form, lean and so perfectly defined he could trace each muscle under the short silken fur of her increasingly exposed and demure yet clearly powerful body. She looked at him expectantly as he gasped and hurredly stripped, still looking to her with adoration and lust as he exposed his package to the cool night air and shucked off his gear while she continued.

They were soon free of everything, eyeing one-another as it seemed she was an inch or two taller than the lustful male. She stood proudly in front of him, hands on her hips as she giggled and looked him over with approval and he to her.

He was quite athletic himself, not the toned and tensile beauty of immaculate warrior she was, but certainly a fine figure of a man. Yet she was impatient, while he stared in awe of her gorgeous body she moved forward, gripping his painfully-hard cock as he let out a grunt and found his hands on her hips while her delicate fingers slid along 7-inches of warm drooling maleness.

She pushed him over, catching his foot as he let out a gasp and fell flat on his back. She giggled and murred above him, sauntering over while he looked up with a light huff to see her swollen pink lips slowly drooling excitement down her thighs as she stood over his head. She rubbed along her firm muscular form, letting out a playful hum of excitement letting him take in the sight of the untouched and desperate female rat.

Her knees soon descended, straddling his head as he was suddenly intimately close to her puffy lips, the warmth of her exotic rodent pussy bathing his face as his hands reached upward to stroke along her toned thighs. Her fur was so supple, so smooth and soft yet her calves were like iron, impossibly firm and perfectly defined to give her the incredible jumping ability of her class and knighthood.

"Well~? I'm waiting" she cooed lustily, eager to begin as she looked back to see his pride pulsing with life and signalling his own excitement over the sudden turn of events.

His mouth watered while he looked over her soft pronounced pink lips, lifting his head to gently kiss the glistening petals earning a gasp and shudder above him. She was sweet, unusually so. Her scent so rich and gentle, so unlike her powerful and elegant figure of an unstoppable warrior. She was still a woman at heart, and what a woman she was! Markus found his tongue sliding along her sweetened lips, making her quiver and moan as he danced along her entrance and tasted her enticingly fertile lust.

Everything about her dripped with need, with invitation. His tongue soon brushed along her stiffened button, still hidden by her clitoral hood as she yelped from the sudden spike in sensation and rewarded him with a small rush of her sweet nectar. He flicked again, watching her jump and hiss, gasping from the sudden sharp spikes in sensation as he rolled her clit on his tongue. He drove his tongue along the hood, reaching his hands around her powerful hips to spread her lips and press onward.

Freya screamed with delight, so unused to sexual pleasure, so unused to touching herself let alone someone else doing so. Each kiss and lick from his broad tongue along her sensitive folds was driving her wild, sending pleasure through her core as she was forced to use all her willpower not to clamp around him with her thighs and crush him like a melon.

The second his tongue slid into her she rolled herself backward, unable to stop herself as she screamed. Her first quaking orgasm hit her like a train, stealing her breath as she gripped and squeezed whatever she could while she drenched Markus in a shower of hot fem cum and squeezing on his tongue. Trying to suck it deeper as she trembled and squeaked while he continued his assault to drive her mad.

"Haanh, ffffUUCK~!" she shouted out through the clearing, squeezing scraps of cloth and clothing so hard she could hear the tearing of seams as she buried her steamy muff in Markus's face. She was begging for more, helpless as he dug his tongue deep to slide along her smooth virgin walls and pull back to nibble on her clit as she thrashed and squealed through her first real orgasm. Her walls contracted and shuddered as she heaved, feeling him tease her and happily drink in her sweet nectar and cum until her thighs were sore and heart slowed to a normal rhythm.

Markus himself was in heaven, buried in Freya's soft quivering snatch and bathing in her fluids as he sucked and lapped along her walls. He took his time tasting her sweet juices, sucking lungfuls of her sweet erotic scent as he held her tight to savor each squeak and twitch he could milk from her with any motion of his dextrous tongue.

By the time he pulled back he was desperate for his own release, his face and chest drenched in hot fem cum. Her crotch and thigh fur matted as she heaved and gasped before calming down with a moaning sigh.

"B-by Bahamuts breath" she muttered in the afterglow, a momentary relief as her body soon craved more of what she had neglected for so long. Her head all but rested by Markus's thick throbbing cock, her mouth watering with eagerness for a taste as she pulled him to her snout and gingerly slid her tongue along his shaft.

It was smooth, a few pronounced veins and a thick sheathe of loose skin protecting the tip. He had grown painfully erect at this point, the strange purple mushroom of a tip exposing itself while the skin folded into a wrinkled cuff under the crown. His maleness was salty but not unpleasant. Enticing, she wanted more. The slight bitterness excited her tongue as she found herself exploring along the thick spongy head, sliding her tongue under the crown as she found miniscule and uneven bumps along the underside of his glans. Markus gasped and shuddered from the sudden pleasure and teasing sensation. His member was soaked in pre, drooling constantly from eating out the cunt of an amazoness beauty like Freya. He could feel her stuffing his cock into her sender muzzle and stirring him on her tongue for more of his addicting taste.

He rewarded her with a slow and steady flow of his arousal and pre cum, tantalizing her tongue as she savoured the taste of a male, something she had craved for so long and never known. Her lower half tingled with fresh warmth from the stimulation, her breath heavy as Markus returned to lapping along her swollen lips, kissing her vulva and rolling her stiff button on his tongue to make her squeak and squirm.

His cock was soon prisoner in her throat, rolled in her slender short muzzle. Her tongue slid into the loose skin under the crown, tasting the sour and salty bitterness of his trapped arousal. Her tongue tugged at the skin, flicking as she sucked it past her lips to clean and taste every intimate inch as her mouth watered from this new and incredible flavor. The thick mushroom seemed to swell more, allowing her tongue to toy with his glans, to lick as the small tendon under the head and lick upward to the crease as she rubbed his foreskin against the back and underside of her tongue. She was nearly wearing it with her tasting muscle, coiling around the underside of the crown and sucking until the flesh enveloped her.

She was teasing the back of her throat as she huffed and slurped savouring the taste, worshipping her first mate and this perverse human cock. She could hardly get enough, it tasted so right, so palatable as she rolled his shaft along her tongue sampling his pre cum and perspiration. Each time her thrust she could feel her abdomen clench with excitement, his thick mushroom pouring splashes of pre against the back of her throat as she swallowed the treat. If he was any bigger she swore and even dreamed that he would wedge that fat spongy head past her tonsils and plug her throat.

Her sensitive nose picked up on his studly musk, his pungent scent of sweat and leather trapped by a day's travel. It filled her sinuses and made her heart pound with excitement. She was hot, unable to stop herself as she gave in to such a carnal sin her discipline had disallowed.

She ground her cunt into Markus's face, demanding more attention as she nearly drifted into a stupor of bliss. Their warm bodies against one another as they groomed and licked at each other's genitals, sampling each other like mates as she squeezed her firm breasts with a paw and moaned not wanting it to stop.

Markus's thrusts became sporadic, jerking in and out of her throat as she gasped and simply helped him shove deeper, feeling him using her and loving it before her pulled from her plush rat pussy to heave a groan of pleasure. His pre trickled to a stop, his cock throbbing and plump nuts pulling tight against her snout. Several dry pulses left her pulling back to the tip, ready to question what was happening before the first hot ropes of dense cum hit her throat and bathed her tongue.

Her eyes widened as she was assaulted by the raw and heavy bitterness, the thickened taste of semen splashing and soaking her taste buds as her muscles tensed and mouth watered. Markus was quickly filling her muzzle with his thick seed, pumping against her snout as she lewdly slurped and sucked feeling him scrub his sperm into her taste buds as her senses went wild.

The taste was orgasmic, so raw and masculine. Her entire body was heating up as she aggressively sucked and swallowed for more. Her nostrils flared as she took deeper breathes, forcing him to hilt in her maw as she loudly groaned and swallowed, enveloping his spasming maleness with her tongue to not miss a drop of his oppressively salty seed coating her insides and sliding down her throat.

She loved everything about it, the taste, the warmth, the thickness and texture as she cupped his tensing orbs and pleaded for more. It was so dominant; it steeped her senses in his sex and filled her core as she swooned at the alien flavor that made her crave more.

She refused to release his cock until the flow came to a stop, pinning Markus under her, using her tail to grip his neck and force him into her winking pussy as she savoured the hot cock prodding her throat and finally pulled back to lick it clean.

It was only when the pair calmed down she finally moved her leg, pressing her dextrous foot against his head and pushing him away from her sensitive quim as she smirked and giggled.

Markus lay panting as she moved, her foot on his cheek as she released his cock from her heavenly muzzle and pulled him from her sweet pussy. She pulled herself back, sitting down and leaning on her hands with legs crossed and her soft petals on display. He pulled himself up, covered in her glistening feminine nectar, sitting across from her as both smirked and caught their breath letting the cool night air wash over them and try to calm the heat shared between the pair.

*****

"S-so, that was sex, huh~?" Freya huffed. "Not bad" she smirked as Markus lifted a brow and chuckled while looking over her lean and muscular form. There was no sign of fat on her body at-all, not bulging with muscle, demure yet unmistakably elegant and powerful.

"That was" he huffed "Foreplay, my dear" as she gave him a puzzled look and savoured his own athletic body. The taste of his seed was still on her tongue, lingering on her breath. She craved more. Something about the male's essence was driving her wild yet in her innocence she simply did not comprehend.

"Foreplay?" she asked and flicked her ear, adjusting her hat and enjoying the sights.

"Do you truly know nothing of sex?" he remarked amused as her muzzle slid to a slight scowl. A lingering bitterness bubbled to the surface, of the years she saved herself for one man, just to be forgotten and discarded.

"I…no" she heaved quietly, shame heavy in her tone as she looked to the ground, to her own trembling and excited body.

He calmly moved to her as she dwelled on bitter memories, looking up to meet his eyes hardly a foot from hers. She gasped, about to speak but he moved in, pressing his lips to hers as she froze. It was merely a peck, but her heart was racing as he pulled back, taking her hand in his as he smiled, giving her a silent assurance he knew what he was doing.

She squeezed his hand, their fingers entwined as their fists closed together. "Let me teach you" he offered soothingly, her cheeks flush once more as he kissed again, deeper. Their tongues mingled, tasting each other's lingering sex as he stole her breath, dancing with and wrestling her tongue. She moaned into the embrace, feeling him guide her onto her back as he adjusted between her legs and held her hand tight to soothe her she through each step.

It was all so new to her, the excitement, the taste. His warmth above her, it made her feel vulnerable yet safe. She couldn't describe the sensations, not yet. But it felt right. While one of their hands was firmly clasped together, Markus's other palm found her firm mounds, her sensitive breasts soon cupped and squeezed as she arched her back and moaned in delight. Her arm draped over his shoulder, surrendering control to the passionate male teaching her how to properly love.

She could feel his member between her legs, rubbing her thigh as she got the message. She spread her legs, trembling with excitement to lose her virginity to this passionate stranger.

As their tongues continued to mingle, passionate breath shared between them. He slid in. Just the tip at first, spreading her lips as his cock found purchase. She gasped, tensed and hugged him tighter, moaning into their kiss as he took her cue for more. He was slow and gentle. Treating her like porcelain as she giggled and groaned feeling him slide deeper and deeper.

She had never had something so...deep~ Her insides completely untouched as he claimed her virgin passage and soon met her hymen.

From just a few prods, the pressure and sensation caused her to brace on instinct. There would be no going back if she accepted this, giving her purity to Markus. Her nails dug into his shoulder, giving him no recourse. She wanted it.

Markus could feel her velvet walls squeezing him as he slid himself inward, she was so warm, a moist silken passage that enveloped every inch of his manhood. He had admittingly had a few clumsy encounters with human women before. But they were nothing to a fine burmecian pussy. It felt like his cock belonged in her. Perhaps it was her incredible musculature and control or just something inherent to her species. But her soft fur, warm and firm body, her feminine scent and incredible pussy felt so perfect. He wasn't sure he could ever go back to his own kind after having a burmecian babe hugging him tight as he threatened to take her virginity.

There was a pause between the two, Freya ready to make the move if Markus didn't.

With one hard shove it was done. Freya pulled from the kiss to arch her back and yelp in pain as her purity was claimed. Her hymen stretched and torn by the unusual cock buried inside her, Markus shoving to the hilt as their crotches ground against one another.

The pain was sharp, enough to make her hiss for only a moment before it became a dull soreness mixed with an incredible fullness and intense pleasure. She had easily suffered worse during her adventures; besides the initial pinch this was nothing.

"You alright?" Markus panted, feeling her hug his cock like a sleeve as he groaned in pleasure.

"Mnn. Better than ever, handsome" she cooed tenderly and smirked, gently caressing his cheek and milking his cock as a new wave of excitement filled her. The pain had awakened something in her, perhaps her combat instincts or something deeper.

With a flourish she released his hand, using both of hers to grapple and roll him as she locked a leg to keep him buried in her warm snatch and kissing the entrance of her womb. Soon she was on top, Markus blushing and panting under her as she rose and giggled running her hands over her feminine and powerful body. The moonlight danced off her silver fur as she smiled to her lover and stirred his thick cock in her thirsty quim.

"W-what are-" he stuttered as her insides flexed to suck him off, the feel the first dollops of his pre cum coating her walls as she used the sheer power of her legs alone to rise off him to the tip and slam back down. The pair groaned as Freya took control, bouncing on and off his cock as the clearing filled with the loud slaps and grunts of their hot interspecies sex and crackles of the fire.

She felt so full, every time his fat cock was slammed into her, he scrubbed a new inch of her virgin passage, grinding his pre into her walls to soak in and mark her as his. She almost hissed as she savoured every second, every sharp wave of pleasure that slammed her core when she took him to the hilt and kissed her cervix.

He was hot within her, throbbing and pumping, yet any time he tried to thrust she slammed down, crushing his pelvis to keep him still as he grunted and huffed in bliss. He held her waist as she went to town, the moonlit beauty above him bouncing on his fat cock with the power of her legs alone. The wet slurps of their union singing between them as her drooling cunt soaked their crotches in her sweet flowery need.

Markus watched her pussy devour his cock, the entrancing beauty above him riding him hard and fast, exploring her body and squeezing her firm breasts as she rode him like a bucking mount and left him no option but to hold on and enjoy.

"Haah-f-fuck. Freya~!" he huffed out watching her bounce on his throbbing length, feeling her warm moist insides wrapped around and sucking him dry, refusing to lose a drop of his rich pre as she slathered their waists in her copious lust.

Their bodies rocked, both panting from the hard raw dicking as Freya screamed in bliss when he scraped along a certain spot of her heated cunt. The already-intense pleasure skyrocketing as she grunted and gripped his shoulder to find it again. She kept him pinned as he held her tight, feeling her molest and milk his fat cock as he shuddered and drew close once more, both heated by the passion as Freya found and abused her g-spot again and again.

Each fresh shove earned more from both, sticky pre painting her walls in hot wet splatters with each hilt. Warm sticky nectar gushing out to slather their thighs as the pressure in her core built to a plateau.

With a scream she slammed down one last time, arching her back and moaning to the heavens as his fat swollen cock squished her g-spot and furry muff tickled her sensitive clit. She clamped down like a vice, seizing in orgasm as her muscles milked at his length and pressed the bloated head of his cock to her womb with a lewd inaudible pop.

The stimulation sent him over the edge, groaning as he grit his teeth, tensing as he poured thick loads of hot human cum into her milking twat and flooding her insides with his viscous seed, saturating her walls as he flooded her cunt. Each load was felt through the pair, the bulge flowing up his length, scrubbing her sensitive walls before pouring out to defile her precious temple once more.

It felt so good, so warm. The sensation of a male flooding her with his cum. It felt so filling, so right to have that thick liquid warmth lingering in her and pooling in her depths. She never wanted it to stop, the anticipation, feeling each fresh load she milked from him as it poured messily past her supple folds and bubbled into her womb as she bit her lip and trembled in bliss.

She held him there, trapped and savouring the feelings together as he gave her every drop, letting her thirsting pussy drink in every ounce of his seed he had left.

Only when she was sure he had given her everything did she finally sigh and lean back to let them admire their locked waists and the mess of warm sticky burmecian nectar between them.

"Hh-oly fuck" Markus heaved. He was in heaven. Freya resting on top of him, admiring their work as his spent cock throbbed inside her cum-slathered insides. It wasn't enough for her though. Amazing as it was she craved more after all this time, all this repressed lust.

She casually slid from him, letting his member slurp from her sucking petals and pop out with only strings of mixed love between them and the cool air. Hardly a drop of cum escaped her, even after the rough dicking she looked tight as a virgin. Only the mess they had made even indicated he had taken her purity as his seed settled in her precious depths.

Freya wasted no time in her next action, looking over that messy cock and the light sheen of cum and pussy juice as she licked her lips and slipped downward to engulf his rod once more.

"Holy fuck!" Markus gasped again, grunting as her tongue danced along his glands once more, sucking on the head and pulling back the foreskin to make him shudder as she polished his tool. She lapped downward until his dick was lost in that muzzle, her tongue lapping along his spent orbs and coaxing them for one last load as she tasted their mixed fluids.

It was a delicious mix of salty and sweet, bitter and raw as she rolled her tongue back and along his urethra, coaxing out a few drops of his seed to make her mouth water like the cum fiend she was becoming.

The sex was amazing, but nothing compared to that final moment when she was being filled. The taste, the sensation and lingering feeling was addictive. She needed more.

She slurped off Markus's cock, leaving him to lay back enjoying the treatment and post-coital bliss. He looked up to her as she giggled and blushed fetching something from her coat pocket and waving her firm cheeks towards him.

"Think you have one more in you?" she called over her shoulder as he heaved a sigh and cleared his throat nervously.

"N-not sure I can manage. You sucked me dry, babe" he answered before she smirked and sauntered over, spear in-hand as he looked upward nervously. He was about to get up before her foot pinned him firmly to the ground. She smiled and rolled a Hi-potion in her fingers, kneeling and pressing it to his lips as he was forced to drink.

He felt himself filled with renewed vigor, grunting as a portion of his stamina returned and nuts began to plump and churn rapidly filling once more for her.

"What about now~?" she hummed playfully, tossing the empty vial to her pile of belongings as she turned around and kneeled. Her back faced him, firm buttocks on display and long dextrous tail gently gripping his neck as she planted her spear firmly in the ground beside them and held it in her grip with one hand.

He was given no option to respond, instead simply gripping her waist again and enjoying the sight as he watched her reach back and grab his shaft. She hiked her rear, lining him up and pressing his head to her tight rosebud while smearing his pre to help lube and loosen her up.

Words were meaningless at this point; she was deep into her heat. Into new sensations and passions she had neglected for so long and now she would have her fill.

Both tensed as she forced the head of his cock into her, stretching out her tight pucker as she winced and gasped. It hurt much worse than her hymen, it burned as she forced the mushroom to pop into her. She squeaked and tensed, squeezing his cock hard enough to make even him groan in pain.

She took a deep breath, she wouldn't be denied, not after so long, not after all of this. Already the dull throbbing was becoming pleasant again, but each inch was a struggle, a slow descent as she engulfed Markus's cock and gave him her anal virginity as well.

"Ff-uck" she huffed breathlessly, her anus flexing around his length, kissing and slurping as she squeezed her spear and his before shoving in another inch. They moaned together as her insides began to heat up, the blood flowing to her nethers again with that delicious pleasure and stimulation making her pussy drool. She feared she might grow addicted to getting her ass reamed at this rate.

It was so different from her pussy, her soft cunt was so sensitive, but it was a smooth ride. Her asshole was simply too small, even more muscled as she fought her own body and worked her insides to start sucking and squeezing as he scrubbed her colon and washed her innards in hot gouts of that orgasmic pre.

Yet soon she felt a pressure against her pussy lips, Markus's fat nuts kissing her entrance and sliding against her perineum as her firm cheeks squished against his waist. He was fully in her, her insides stretched wide and adjusting to the intruder as she stirred her hips to feel him tug her walls and rub more of that sweet arousal into her insides.

"H-holy..." Markus huffed, blushing so hard he nearly glowed. "Fuck~" Freya finished, smirking as she savoured his shock and slid upward.

Pulling him out was nearly as much a trial as getting him in, her muscles so firm that it was only thanks to his lubricating pre she could slurp him to the tip and slam down again.

She groaned as she abused her tight pucker, riding his fat cock, feeling him lube and slather her insides as she slapped her firm ass against his waist again and again. She used her spear for support, closing her eyes and biting her lip as she felt him pounding deep into her, pumping against every inch of her tight milking walls as she sucked out the globs of thick pre to make a mess of her insides.

He was so hot inside of her, flooding her with more as she groaned loving every second of their perverted passion while she rocked her hips against his. Riding him hard reverse-cowgirl as her powerful legs helped her mount the fiercest beast of her knightly life.

Wet slurps and pops mingled with slaps rung between them, hot grunts and huffs as Freya took charge. She looked back to the orgasmic face of her lover, Markus lost in the intense tightness of her hot wet asshole as her cheeks drummed against his waist and insides sucked out every fresh stream of hot pre his balls could manage.

She worked a staccato rhythm, pumping hard and fast, using him to push herself closer to release and his own. She wanted him to cum again, to flood her with all his thick bubbling semen and send her screaming over the edge. To fill her last sacred place and leave her finally free of the shackles of her knighthood. She wanted to feel like a woman again, to feel the hot wash of viscous seed as he left her full, feeling it pool inside her where it belonged.

She bounced harder, so close, her heart pounding as she panted and groaned. She could feel him swelling already, she dug her spear into the soil and slammed down to the hilt as her stretched swollen asshole kissed his crotch. Fully sheathed in her ass as Markus roared in pleasure. She could feel him squeeze her waist before the hot thick flood of cum washed her insides once more.

She groaned as that wet sticky warmth violated her, Markus so deep while she savoured each flex, each bulge of heavy sticky sperm that was splattering her walls and pooling inside her. She quaked and bit her lip, her eyes half-lidded in mindless euphoria as her swollen pucker wetly sucked and slurped to swallow each load that her walls absorbed.

His load was even bigger than before, spent from the potion as each churn and gush was faintly audible pooling and bubbling inside her while she closed her eyes to just envision every moment of the action. She could feel the rush of cum, the flex and light thrusts Markus gave her as he plunged and pumped his essence deep into her. She could feel his his flexing cock rubbing it into her receptive slickened walls.

Everything about that hot viscous liquid filling her felt so good she felt a pang of shame for not doing this earlier. But in the same respect, as Markus happily drilled her ass, there was plenty of time to make up for it~

After all that passionate fucking her powerful legs felt like jelly. As Markus finally began to slow down again she let her spear rest beside them.

Slowly laying down, she soon rested on top of Markus, his cock still firmly buried in her ass as he hugged her waist. Her arm gently reached up to hug his head, the two sharing one last hot and heavy kiss through their exhaustion as the fire began to die beside them.

The night sky was more beautiful and clear than ever as they embraced silently for a moment.

"So...What were you doing so far into Burmecian territory anyways?"

"Oh, just...looking for people to help. I'm an adventurer that helps people in need for whatever they can spare" he responded, looking along her gorgeous features once more. Her soft and welcoming expression, those beautiful lips and emerald eyes gazing deep into his as her hair slid over her shoulders from the intense lovemaking.

"Cute. Think you could use a partner?" she smiled

"Wait really?!"

"Yes<3"

"Well then. Welcome aboard, partner"

"You're a dork, you know that?"

“Your Dork <3...So uh. Can a human get a burmecian pregnant..?"

"I guess we'll find out <3"