Under the Scorching Sun - Chapter 6 (Ylgr/Reader) (Patreon)

“Open up!!!”

Was there anything worse than waking up to somebody banging on your door? 

Being torn away from your dreams so suddenly was always a frightful experience. Disorientation complimented the sensation, and the mix was unpleasant to say the least.

You hadn’t the faintest idea what was happening!  Your memory was fuzzy, you felt groggy, and you really wanted to go back to sleep.

But the heat was too prominent, and your body was drenched in sweat. You felt super icky.

You needed a shower.

Though you would have loved to jump right into that, you had a pressing matter to attend to. Whoever was knocking on your door wasn’t doing so elegantly. They were frequent, loud, and lacked rhythm, suggesting this person had been trying to get your attention for a while now. It was a good thing you had locked your door at some point when--

…ah, right.

You weren’t alone in your bed.

That recollection snapped you wide awake. Although you were arguably safe within your room, you couldn’t rule out the situation being urgent, giving justification for somebody strong to bash down your door. 

It was fortunate the individual you had spent the night with was so tiny! There was no need to hurry them into a hiding spot when they were barely noticeable under the covers. Miraculously, they were still sleeping soundly through all this rowdiness. 

Considering you had spent… quality time… with a handful of ladies by this point, it was lucky your hijinks hadn’t been publicly revealed by this point. You believed it was best that things stayed that way, so you were glad Eitr was unknowingly cooperating.

It was not fun to think about a future where everybody knew you had been intimate with a princess, two queens, and a literal goddess. Those revelations would cause drama, and drama was not fun.

“Open up, or we’re gonna come in!”

You knew that voice.

…and you weren’t sure whether you were glad to discover that it was them.

This particular individual was… unpredictable, and difficult to read.

They also had the strength to barge the door down.

“Ylgr, you don’’t need to be so-”

“Fjorm, you’re gonna get nowhere if-- mhmm?!”

“D-Don’t speak so loudly!”

The ruckus brought relief. Ylgr was not alone! Fjorm had accompanied her younger sister to your quarters, and while you did not yet know the reason for their presence, there was no need to feel concerned any longer.

Nifl’s youngest princess was as cheerful and carefree as one would expect from such an adorable little creature. 

Yet, whenever she was on the battlefield, she had proven to be shockingly lethal against your enemies. 

This stark contrast was difficult to decipher the meaning behind, and that meant being around her left too feeling uneasy.. 

That was why you were very glad Fjorm was here. Had Ylgr been on her lonesome, you would have interpreted the boisterous voice and the heavy knocks very differently.

You took a deep breath.

That was just the lingering fright from the sudden awakening talking. Ylgr did not intimidate you, nor did her bizarrely phenomenal aim with her throwing knives.

You were glad neither were the snooping types. Eitr would remain undetected and continue to sleep soundly. That worked in her favor more than yours-- being discovered like this would probably make her cry.

That being said, you couldn't rule out the continued commotion eventually waking her up. It was time to get up.

You slipped out of bed as hastily as you could while still being careful. Since time was of the essence, you put on a simple pair of swimming shorts, unlocked the door, and opened it.

“...good morning,” you greeted them, speaking quietly, but not to the level that would arouse suspicion. “May I ask what all the noise is about?”

Fjorm and Ylgr were dressed in their swimsuits, ready for another day at the beach, but what had caused this detour? You were dying to know.

“That’s your cue, Fjorm!” Ylgr did not answer you, instead lightly pushing her sister forward.

Although her expression indicated she was happy, it soon morphed into something that radiated anything but once she had a good look at her older sister.

Fjorm was frozen. She was staring at your body, and not doing a whole lot else.

No doubt she had not anticipated you to open the door while wearing so little. Her face had adopted a crimson hue, one that grew once she noticed she was being suspiciously silent. The subsequent stutters that arose from that realization did not help her emotional state, making her sound just as messy as she looked. Fjorm was genuinely trying her best to articulate her thoughts, but they were so jumbled that she could not.

“I… I… uhm, I…”

You felt bad for her. 

Perhaps you should have put on a shirt.

She was a mess.

This was the first time you had seen her since this vacation began, so it was no wonder she was so bewildered by how you looked. With the aphrodisiacs in play, you could only begin to imagine how much of a wreck she was internally.

“Fjorm…” Ylgr muttered disapprovingly.

“S-Sorry… I…” Fjorm swallowed hard, making all sorts of adorable noises while she tried to gather what courage she could.

Had she noticed she was drooling? Probably not.

Goodness. You really should have put on a shirt. The situation seemed so important that you had forsaken the need to put anything on besides the absolute necessities. In a way, Ylgr had accidentally sabotaged her sister.

In the end, Fjorm ultimately decided that today… was not her day.

Quickly bowing her head, she spoke with the utmost hate. “S-Sorry for the intrusion! H-Have a good day!”

…and then she left, fleeing the scene, leaving you and her sister dumbfounded at what you had both witnessed.

You were a little disappointed, to be honest! She had not found confidence when so many others had.

Fjorm’s decision to depart, however, was now the least of your concerns.

She had left you alone with her little sister-- a mischievous little creature who was grinning at you, and that scared you.

That smile did not radiate innocence. It was very smug, almost like she understood that her sister chickening out meant she could have you all to herself.

…and you were NOT interested!

Well, you kinda were… but the timing wasn’t right.

Eitr needed to leave first, and you also really, really needed that shower!

The sun was scorching and you had spent far too much time under it during the previous day. All those fateful encounters with multiple members of royalty had not helped either. 

“Hmm!” Ylgr mumbled… at first, for her noise soon transitioned into a snicker.“Y’know, I was willing to give Fjorm first dibs, but if she’s--”

“Sorry,” you cut her off. “I need to shower. Got a long day ahead of me! Leave me be, please.”

You then slammed the door shut, not giving her time to react, let alone say anything.

Did you feel a little bad? Sure.

But you genuinely needed a break from all these girls showing up, and then one thing leading to another… and well, yeah.

Besides, the smirk you saw on that girl’s face was a dangerous one! She was moments away from saying something shamelessly lewd.

You checked in on Eitr, relieved to see that she hadn’t stirred in the slightest. She was likely dreaming happily, and she was welcome to remain that way for as long as she liked. Her deep sleep also meant you could take a shower without the noise disturbing her. 

All in all, everything had worked out in the end!

It was now time to shower!

You were glad you had an en suite bathroom to work with, for it meant you could truly be alone for a while. Upon entering, you gently shut the door connecting the two rooms and sighed with relief. You turned on the shower, discarded your shorts, and stepped into the cubicle. 

As you felt the running water tickle your exhausted skin, you felt tranquility. The temperature was perfect-- not too hot like the outrageous outdoors, but not too cold that you wouldn’t be able to focus on washing. 

You took your sweet time, and for good reason-- you needed time to properly think about everything that had happened.

Yune had mentioned the existence of some outside influence tilting everyone’s emotions into something that was more… primal.

Freyja had backed up that theory, stating she even knew who this individual was, but she had refused to elaborate further, not wanting to endanger her amusement.

So… who was it?

And why?

What was there to gain from influencing beautiful girls into having sex with you? You weren’t complaining too much, of course, for all the sex had been amazing.

Shame about the sun though.

But you really wanted to know the truth! 

“Heya!”

The door to the shower cubicle opened, and Ylgr stepped forward and joined you.

Although she was still wearing her swimsuit, your eyes were drawn to how exceptionally erotic her body looked, even with it on! She didn’t have much of a chest, but she had a set of curvy hips and some very chubby thighs. 

Hmm…

Could it be… her?

She was a bit of an enigma.

…

Wait.

Ylgr.

…was in…

…

“Y-Ylgr?! W-What are you… how are you…?!”

How?! How had she snuck into your room, let alone your bathroom, let alone your shower?! You had closed the door! In her face! Well, not exactly because that would have hurt, but you had stopped her from entering!

Yet! Here! She! Was!

“Next time you shut your door to unwanted guests, make sure you lock it first!” she explained her presence with some sound advice, words that did not feel terrific to hear when paired with laughter.

You had forgotten to lock your fucking door.

“Ylgr, I-”

“I need a shower too,” she interrupted you before you could say… well, something. 

Your mind was the paragon of chaos and confusion.

You tried to think, but you were too distracted-- not just by the bizarre situation at hand, but how astonishingly erotic her body was?!

Seriously-- how did somebody so short have thighs that squeezable?! What were they feeding people in Nifl?!

“I saw your little friend in the bed, by the way,” Ylgr added. “She’s shorter than me, but her boobs are huge! I’m jealous!”

Right. Eitr.

She was… well-endowed… to say the least, especially for somebody so short. 

Oh. Eitr.

Ylgr had seen her.

Brilliant.

“Tell me,” Ylgr continued the torment. “Were you as hard for her as you are for me right now?”

Oh, neat. You had failed to notice you were maddeningly erect. 

Ylgr’s body wawa to blame for that; you were not expecting her to look so erotic.

You felt foolish for not noticing earlier, but Fjorm was given center stage during that moment. Thus, your attention had been fixated on the older sister, and not the delicious little treat standing right by her.

This shower had granted so much clarity… and it was now gone.

All you had left was an astonishing degree of lust for yet another princess. In some ways, she wasn’t too different from Princess Elise, but would Elise have followed you into the shower?

Well, maybe.

Ylgr decided she was not going to wait for your response. Instead, she reached out her hands and surrounded your cock with the softness of her hands. She giggled with joy as she clutched your manhood, her smile growing as she felt it subconsciously throb with approval.

You watched her intently as she began stroking your dick-- too speechless to say anything and too stunned to do anything. Her fingers were a delight and invoked sensational shivers, and these tremors were not left unnoticed. Ylgr gazed up and made eye contact, her narrowed eyes and grin as enchanting as they were terrifying.

You knew there was something up with this girl. 

She was pretending to be all cute and innocent, wasn’t she? In reality, she was more mature than she looked… though that was debatable considering how illustrious those thighs of hers were. 

On one hand, you loved the revelation that this girl was completely shameless. It explained a lot.

Yet, you could not ignore that you had wanted some alone time, and that included a break from anything intimate. 

Eitr’s intrusion had proven that not even your bedroom was safe. 

But that was fine; you could always find sanctuary within your own bathroom.

Right?

Nope.

You swallowed and breathed as deeply as one could with a cute girl playing with their cock. 

Eitr knew she had been naughty and being caught had brought her to tears. For that reason, you were kind and considerate with her, even when things got more intense.

Ylgr, however, understood precisely what she was doing. You had even told her you wanted to be left alone! Despite knowing that, she had been selfish and waltzed into your shower, treating your cock like… it was some kind of toy!

That wasn't good.

“Ylgr,” you managed to find your voice, speaking sternly.“You are playing a very dangerous game right now.”

This was her opportunity to realize she was playing by your rules-- not the other way around. 

Yet, she continued to smile as playfully as ever. Did she not care about the consequences of her actions? Perhaps she was oblivious to them even existing, believing you wouldn’t oppose what she was doing.

You had just wanted to shower!

“Am I?” Ylgr found your comment intriguing. “I love games.”

Cheeky brat.

You were not in the mood for this.

But… you were up for teaching her a lesson she'd never forget.

Small girls like her had many merits, and an underrated one was how easy they were to pick up. Ylgr was as light as you expected, and though the sudden lift wasn't enough to wipe away her grin, it did make her eyes widen in surprise.

“Oooh, picking me up, are you?” Ylgr sounded as cheeky as ever. You wondered how long that would last. “You like how small I am, don't you? I'm at your mercy like this~”

This girl was a demon.

How were you supposed to punish somebody who was into it?

Well, perhaps it was best not to assume so early. She was being cocky, but would she remain that way once your cock was inside her?

You picked her up and spun her around, almost wavering at the sight of that bubble butt tightly hugging her swimsuit. You kept her raised, letting only the tips of her toes touch the ground. 

“You're right, Ylgr. You are at my mercy.”

Ylgr wanted to be fucked. That much was obvious. Even if you were to let her go now, she'd come back later, not wanting to pass up on the opportunity her sister had forsaken.

The solution to this problem was simple.

You needed to fuck her so hard she wouldn’t be able to walk.

She would not be able to pay you a visit for a second round if she was too busy aching so good.

“I am…?” Ylgr still sounded confident, but you could tell your sudden courage wasn't something she had accounted for. There was no doubt this girl had expected to wrap you around her finger, being the one in charge even while she was being fucked silly. ‘Well, we'll see about that…”

It seemed she still expected that outcome.

You tugged on her swimsuit, pulling aside the cloth away from one of her cheeks, exposing more of that beautiful butt-- as well as her pussy. You were not shocked to learn she was soaking wet, and that wasn't something she could blame on the shower.

“W-Wait a second…” Ylgr realized you were about to jump straight into the main course, turning her head to face you with a dazzled expression. 

Was somebody beginning to understand they might have bitten off more than they could chew?

Your little lover swallowed and smiled, but she struggled to maintain it.

‘Don’t you want me to, uhm,” she paused, looking away momentarily before letting out an uneasy laugh. “...at least, s-suck your dick first…?”

Ylgr had a plan.

That plan did not involve having her pussy stuffed within a minute of entering the shower.

She had doubtlessly planned for a slow and steady build up, wanting to enjoy how satisfying it would be to tease you until you could no longer take any more. 

“You can do that after I cum inside you,” you answered. “You'll look cute cleaning me up.”

You weren't typically this assertive, but watching her breathing worsen as you declared your intentions kept your confidence high.

“I, uhm… see!”

“You sound unsure,” you commented on her perplexed state. “You can back down, if you like. Maybe you're not ready for this. I won’t hold it against you if you have cold feet.”

Ylgr was flabbergasted at your comment, but the lack of an immediate response indicated much. She was not prepared for even the possibility you would be this dominant with her. 

Good.

She eventually swallowed and tried her best to look as strong-willed as possible. “I am ready, so get that b-big cock of yours inside me now!”

Ylgr placed her hands on the cubicle wall and pushed her butt against your crotch, trying her best to entice you. It was a solid attempt at seizing back some control, but futile. You respected how she was trying to adapt, but she was soon going to learn never to underestimate somebody denied their alone time by an arrogant little girl.

Another enjoyable aspect about lightweight girls was that you could keep them lifted with a single arm. Ylgr was no exception to that rule, proven when you wrapped one arm securely around her waist, holding her securely. 

With one hand free, you were able to then position your cock up against her pussy. Though it was only barely nudging it, the intersection was enough to make her tremble with anticipation.

Although the heavy cascade of the shower filled your ears, you were still able to hear the ruggedness of her breathing. Ylgr was somewhere between excited and apprehensive, and that was a sensation that quite literally kept her on the tip of her toes.

Ylgr purred as you pushed forward, her pussy not even putting up a fight as you slipped in with ease. You were glad it was effortless, for you were eager to feel the compactness and humidity of her insides squeezing your cock, and it was as terrific as you hoped it would be. 

As you sunk your manhood deep inside her, your newfound lover could not help but moan, her body twitching as you bottomed out. 

“You've wanted me for a while, haven't you?” you whispered into her ear. “That’s the reason you're letting me in so easily…”

Your words caused her to shiver. Ylgr did not respond, for she couldn't. 

You were beginning to suspect this girl wanted to be dominated, though on her own terms. The naughty comments and initial assertiveness were all purposeful, all with the aim of making you eventually snap and teaching her a lesson. She could maintain that grin of hers even as you fucked her, the knowledge that she had managed to drive you into a frenzy sustaining her ego even as pleasure consumed her body.

But you had denied her that, and now all she could think about was how she had succumbed so easily to your advances. 

You wondered how that made her feel. Was she ashamed, or was enjoying how it felt to be taught a lesson? 

Either way, she understood something very important: she was your plaything-- not the other way around.

Regardless of her true thoughts on the matter, one thing she could never deny was how much her body loved your cock being so deep inside her. Her pussy was tightening up dramatically, and that made it a tad challenging to begin pulling out. Nevertheless, you preserved, slamming your hips forward once more and nudging the entrance to her womb. It was just a singular thrust, but it caused a drawn-out moan to escape her lips.

It was strange to think about how moments ago, this girl had been somebody whose presence you found unnerving.

Terrifying, arguably!

But you were no longer going to feel that way.

From this point onwards, whenever you encountered her, you would think about how you had screwed her silly. No doubt she would think the same. 

Ylgr was proving to be quite the noisy lover, a neverending chorus of degenerate sounds coming out of her mouth. You found much joy in cutting those moans off through sudden thrusts, having already conquered the augmented tightening of her pussy. 

You did not need to hear a single word to know she was broken.

Pleasure unlike anything she had ever experienced was coursing through her veins and she did not know how to comprehend it. Truth be told, you weren’t far from feeling similarly. You were used to tight fits, but Ylgr was squeezing you crazily! It disrupted your cadence somewhat, but you always managed to find your rhythm again. The last thing you wanted was to disturb the hypnotic jiggling of her beautiful butt. 

Since you were still keeping her afloat with a single arm, you took the opportunity to give her ass a light slap with your spare hand, finding much satisfaction in how it brought a crackle to her voice. You began roaming around her body as much as you could whilest fucking her, feeling up her chubby thighs and getting a feel for how squishy her chest was… which it wasn’t, because she was deliciously small, and borderline flat. 

The contrast between her and your previous partner couldn’t be ignored. Both were short, but one had managed to develop a shocking large pair of tits while the other had not. One would think the crybaby would be the smaller one!

You hoped Eitr couldn’t hear Ylgr’s moans, but at the same time, you didn’t really care whether she woke up or not.

Nothing could stop you from fucking Ylgr silly. Everything about how she looked and how she reacted enriched your motivation. The slender frame complimented by the jiggly thighs and butt, the extraordinary tightness of her warm pussy, and the moans.

The moans!

They were non-stop!

Endless sounds of joy that communicated how much she was loving your cock.

You continued to pound her mercilessly, having accelerated enough to begin feeling exhaustion even as the soothing water of the shower poured over your body. Despite the growing threat of fatigue, you maintained both the quantity and quality of your thrusts, pushing inside her swiftly and deeply. 

“No words, huh…?” you knew you sounded worn out, but she was not in a position to tease you about it. “How does it feel to be disciplined by my dick, hmm? Naughty girls like you can only be punished one way.”

Ylgr did not respond-- not vocally, at least. She proved she was still listening, for you doubted the sudden squeezing of her insides was coincidental. 

It was magnificent.

Too magnificent.

Her reaction was bringing you over the edge. You could feel the signs from within, and because she had tightened up and you were deep inside, there was no chance you’d have time to pull out.

But that was fine.

From the very beginning, you weren’t planning to cum anywhere but inside. It was what you had promised her, after all.

Nonetheless, it felt right to mention it-- to warn this little gremlin that you were about to fill up her womb with the cum it craved.

“Ylgr,” you breathed into her ear, causing her to shudder. “I’m going to cum.”

Ylgr reacted just as you expected she would.

She tightened up even more.

That sensation was enough to bring you over the edge, but not before she managed to let out a single, barely-comprehensible, yet very passionate word.

“Innnsssshiiideeeeee…!!”

You held onto Ylgr with both your arms, lifting her completely off the ground as you flooded her greedy pussy, the most unhinged moan yet escaping her lips. The compactness you felt surrounding your cock somehow grew in strength, and with how deranged she was sounding, it was obvious your orgasm had brought her to one too. 

The shared climax was nothing short of incredible. You were no stranger to cumming inside, but this was potentially the most satisfying creampie yet. 

One moment, this girl had been the embodiment of cheekiness.

The next-- a drooling mess.

Ylgr was eventually granted mercy and allowed to stand, but not before you were satisfied you had filled her up. When she started to tumble, you rescued her, wrapping your arms around her stomach as she began giggling.

“I… wow…” Ylgr was the speechless one this time!

It was going to take a while for her voice, let alone her legs, to recover at this rate.

You didn’t mind though; it was the least you could do after pounding her so ruthlessly. She had earned a little mercy.

“Have you learned your lesson, Ylgr?”

“Hm…” she took a moment to contemplate that answer, and you waited patiently for it. When you heard what she had to say in the end, you couldn’t help but smile. “I think I have… and I would like to prove it too, but you’ll have to let me stand again."

“...Alright.”

You were curious.

Ylgr breathed deeply as she somewhat regained her footing, but she did not remain on her feet for long. She instead carefully fell to her knees, a purposeful ploy so that her mouth could easily reach your cock. She planted a kiss on the tip, as if showing her appreciation for how well it had fucked her. 

“You wanted me to clean you up, didn’t you?” Ylgr winked. 

Heh.

She remembered.

“I did,” you answered. “Make sure you do a good job, Ylgr. Otherwise, I might have to take charge and use your throat to make sure I’m squeaky clean.”

Ylgr had been regaining her courage well, but your comment threatened that renewal. She quivered and breathed heavily, her hot breath against your hardening cock feeling magnificent.

You had a suspicion she was not going to do a good job.

As she got to work, tending to your manhood with more kisses and licks than one could count, you found amusement in the thought that you had actually wanted to take a break from intimacy. Nothing had gone as planned, but truthfully, you also didn’t mind that.

Maybe it wasn’t because you were getting incinerated by that sun.

Bizarrely, there was a good chance you were not going to even see the outdoors today, let alone perhaps even leave the shower. 

“...good morning….”

To think you once considered shower time to be private time.

Eitr had decided to join you and your new lover, having awakened at some point and decided she was in need of a shower too. She stepped into the cubicle, staring at the depravity happening in front of her eyes, appearing indifferent. Was she half-asleep…?

“Holy moly…” Ylgr was not oblivious to the new arrival despite swirling her tongue around your glans. “She’s even more stacked than I thought!”

“Yoohoo! Anybody home?!”

Who was THAT?!

That… wasn’t Ylgr or Eitr. That voice came from your room. 

That meant… somebody else was here!

Right.

You hadn’t locked the fucking door.

But that wasn’t an invitation to just… enter!

Ylgr either did not hear nor care about the new voice, instead returning her attention to cleaning your cock.

“Oh, uhm… could I join in… with that…?” Eitr was awake after all, and apparently did not mind sharing. You supposed that made sense, considering she knew you had been with Freyja, because, well, yeah.

Even so!

This was NOT the time!

Had Eitr at least closed the bathroom-

…No, she had not.

That meant somebody was about to waltz in and see you showering with Ylgr and Eitr.

Lovely.

You hoped they didn’t mind that.