Cute and Courageous (Hortensia/Alear from Fire Emblem Engage) (Patreon)

Alear could not believe he was still here.

How many hours had it been? Truthfully, he had lost count. 

More importantly, how many more?

By no means was he complaining about his current predicament, however. 

He liked being here. It beat the constant war meetings and worrying about the inevitable confrontation with the Fell Dragon. Those brought upon stress. This, however, was rejuvenating. 

Hortensia-- second princess of Elusia-- had requested his help with a particular problem she was having. Naturally, he had accepted her call for aid, though he hadn't expected her to drag him to her room.

“What do you think? Pretty cute, riiiight?”

Alear watched her twirl in a circle, wanting him to see every nook and cranny of her new outfit. She had donned one supposedly similar to the academy attire she wore back during her education. It had everything one could expect from such an appearance-- a blazer, tie, skirt… and thigh-high socks…

Hm. 

Not bad.

Not bad at all.

“It’s very cute,” Alear answered, trying his best to sound enthusiastic and less… mesmerized.

What outfit number was this? Sixty-seven… or sixty-eight, perhaps? He wasn’t completely sure, but he was still as attentive as he was at the beginning. When it came to this activity, diminishing returns did not exist-- not when the princess understood how to portray her cuteness in new and exciting ways. 

Hortensia had brought him here because she wanted second opinions on some outfits, failing to specify what her definition of ’some’ was. She claimed she wanted the ‘’Divine Dragon's Seal of Approval', and while he questioned the worth of such a stamp, he had voiced his endorsement for every single one of her costumes anyway. He wasn’t humoring her either; he genuinely did enjoy everything she had shown him, and it was always rewarding to see her look so happy when he shared his approval. 

Alear was thankful he had no further obligations for the day. This had been quite the show, and frankly, he didn’t want it to end! 

Hortensia had shown him a variety of themes, all very different from one another, but all retaining a singular element.

They were all cute!

Admittedly, that was partly attributed to the wearer being the most adorable thing in existence. Granted, she had purposefully picked out combinations of clothes that amplified the cute factor, so it wasn’t like her wardrobe lacked an effect on his decision-making.

Especially considering some of them were a little… risque. Alear had noticed the frequency of such outfits increasing alongside the overall tally, with some notably revealing attires having been recent reveals.

For instance, Hortensia had donned a frilly swimsuit that covered her up well, but still highlighted her stomach and legs. Miraculously, that hadn't been the most breathtaking of her outfits; that title belonged to a leotard complimented by a fake bunny tail and ears.

These two, alongside a few others, had awakened a realization within his head; Hortensia wasn't just some cute girl, but also a woman. 

He had no idea that her curves were that pronounced, and that her stomach was that kissable, and that her thighs were a little plump, and that--

“Alright, this next outfit will be the last one.”

Although Alear was thankful she had pulled him away from his inappropriate thoughts-- especially before he started subconsciously drooling-- he was disappointed to learn it was because this event was about to conclude.

Comparatively, Hortensia did not sound sad.

She sounded nervous.

This was not the first time she had acted apprehensive like this. He had witnessed this fracture in her usual confidence whenever she was about to change into something a little more… adventurous. 

It was always short-lived, however, for his reaction would always restore her usual confidence. That being said, he couldn’t ignore how unusually fidgety she presently was, and how she looked the most anxious yet. 

His theory was that she had saved the boldest outfit for last.

“Alright,” Alear stood, responding as calmly as he could. “Call me when you are ready.”

Hoping she didn’t detect anything out of the norm from his voice, he headed out, gently closing her door and leaving her alone. 

This was their typical routine. Alear was here to see the end result, not watch her change.

…as much as he wouldn’t mind seeing that, though he wouldn’t dare ask permission for such a thing. The last thing he wanted was to suggest something that could damage the friendship they had, let alone the trust she had in him. 

Besides, he had something of a reputation to uphold. He was the Divine Dragon. He understood how important the title was to so many people, and thus had no intention of sullying the faith they had in him by acting like some kind of degenerate.

Of course, Alear wasn’t one of those kinds of people, but he was a young man; he recognized that many of the women in his life were beautiful, and he certainly couldn’t deny that he also enjoyed those who prioritized cuteness over traditional sexual appeal as well.

If there was one merit to this show concluding, it was that he could entertain these thoughts to their fullest once he was back in his room. 

Hortensia seemed to be taking a while to change this time. He imagined she was putting on something that took considerable effort, though he hadn't the faintest idea what it could be despite some initial suspicions.

Truthfully, Alear wished Hortensia had more to show him. He valued her company immensely, and this was a great way for them to spend quality time together.

Opportunities to do that hadn’t been prominent enough lately. 

Hortensia’s natural charisma was to blame for that, though he’d never hold it against her. EVer since settling into life at the Somniel, she had been making friends left, right, and center. He had been one of the first to befriend her, but because so many more had come after him, the time they spent together had dwindled. 

He was happy for her. He really was.

Yet, at the same time, he couldn’t help but feel envious towards those lucky enough to interact with her. It was strange to experience such a feeling, but something about Hortensia had… captivated him, he supposed.

He wanted to grow closer to her, and be with her more and more, and learn more about her! 

On the bright side, today had been a quality lesson on how she saw fashion and what kinds of outfits she liked to wear. It had been an enriching experience, and he had enjoyed it thoroughly. 

It was a step in the right direction… but after this, when would they next get to interact like this? 

Would he have to wait until Hortensia went on another shopping spree, assuming she would even pick him again for a second opinion?

He didn’t know, and thinking about it so much didn’t help.

Hortensia knocked on the door from inside-- her signal that she was ready to be seen. Alear sighed, thankful for the distraction from his thoughts. 

Her smile would cheer him up.

He waited a few more moments, having been instructed to do so from the beginning so she would have time to get into position, breathe, and pose-- and this final outfit was no exception to that rule. He was grateful for the additional moment too, for he needed a few seconds to catch his breath.

Satisfied he had given her those necessary few moments, he opened the door, and what he saw not only rendered him speechless.

Such a response was not exactly a new phenomenon; he had reacted similarly when witnessing her more daring outfits, though he always managed to recover his ability to speak-- after getting some stutters out of his system, of course.

But this?

He had no words, and that was probably for the best, because he genuinely lacked the ability to say them.

Truth be told, he wasn’t sure when he’d regain that capability. He could not believe his eyes.

“...c-close the door…” Hortensia mumbled. “I don't want anyone else to see…”

Alear compiled without question, resting against the closed door as he marveled at what he was witnessing.

Hortensia really did decide to save the best for last.

Elusia’s youngest princess had put on a set of pink lingerie that hid… very little. Her stockings clung tightly against her thighs, and her lacy panties barely concealed her private area. There was a lot to see around the lower half, and it was what his eyes were drawn to the most.

That wasn't to say her upper half was disappointing. Far from it, in fact! Her bra showcased what cleavage she had, and her breasts genuinely looked like they were ready to spill out at any moment. She was definitely wearing a size a bit too large for her, but that seemed deliberate.

Although he was no stranger to her bolder outfits by this point, they typically highlighted one aspect of her figure while maintaining cuteness everywhere else. For that reason, he was reasonably able to give her the benefit of the doubt regarding any sudden sexual appeal. 

This attire, however, was not designed to be adorable, and there was no doubting her intentions this time.

“Tell me… how do I look…?” Hortensia asked shyly, and that was weird; this was the first time he was ever hearing her sound so… timid. “Do I look… cute…?”

It was a question she had asked him many times, but unlike the many times before, he was not sure how to answer.

And even if he did, he wasn’t sure he could.

Truthfully, she did look cute, but it was not because of the outfit. The anxious rubbing of her legs, her gaze shying away, and her hands fidgeting endlessly-- that was what made her look adorable. The contrast between the bashfulness and what she was wearing was immaculate to witness.

Alear cleared his throat, hoping to regain his composure. It helped, but only a little. He could answer, but it wasn’t going to be pretty… but she deserved to know what he thought.

“Y-You d-do…”

He closed his eyes and exhaled. He did not like the frequency of his stutters, let alone the quieter tone of his voice. 

“Y-You really think so…?”

Hortensia placed her hands behind her back and leaned forward slightly, her eyes still shy but trying their best to meet his.

Alear swallowed as quietly as he could, not wanting her to learn just how heavy his breathing had become.

He could not fathom the notion that Hortensia had dressed so… lewdly!

Fortunately, he wasn’t the only one who couldn’t believe what she was doing either; Hortensia was not as mentally prepared as she would have liked to be, more or less placing them on the same boat. They both stood awkwardly, doing their best to maintain eye contact, but it was tough. 

“That’s… uhm… quite the outfit, Hortensia…” Alear found the strength to speak, but his voice still sounded disastrous. 

It was evident her appearance was having quite the effect on him, and that revelation was not left unnoticed. 

Upon noticing the Divine One was just as red in the face as she was, Hortensia could feel her confidence gradually returning. Be that as it may, she was not resolved of all her modesty, but it was enough to help her speak.

“I-I thought I would save something s-special for last, Divine One…” Hortensia mumbled, swallowing hard and continuing after a momentary pause. “I’m… uhm… really glad you like it, even if I did have a feeling you would…”

“Y-You… had a feeling…?”

Hortensia nodded and smiled a little cheekily. 

“Some of the earlier outfits were… uhm… a test,” she elaborated. “To learn… if you see me as just some cute girl… or, uhm… as a woman…”

“I…”

The implications there were dire.

That meant she had undoubtedly noticed he was a bit of a starer, hadn’t she? 

Granted, she had worn outfits that practically invited him to do so.

This… didn't feel real. He would expect this behavior from her older sister, and yet it was the youngest trying to… seduce him!

That’s what this was…

…wasn’t it…?

“Hortensia, I…” he bit down on his lip, trying his best to focus and think clearly. “What… spurred you to do this…?”

“Because… well…”

Hortensia paused.

She wasn’t prepared to answer that question, making him suspect he was reading into this too much and that all this embarrassment was because she wanted a man’s opinion… not necessarily his.

Then again… 

Alear closed his eyes and sighed.

He didn’t know.

“Y-You’re, uhm… well, I’ve noticed you’ve been… stressed a lot, Divine One, so…” she gave him her answer, twirling her index fingers around each other. “You… hide it well, but everything has taken its toll on you, and well, I wanted to help with that…” 

Alear was baffled.

She wasn't wrong. Things had been stressful lately and he tried his best to hide it, not wanting those he cared about to worry about him, but this was the last person he expected to pick up on the truth.

Let alone present such a wild solution!

“...and, uhm…”

Hortensia swallowed and exhaled.

She had done well to articulate her motivations so far, but whatever she wanted to say next had prompted a pause.

Alear waited patiently, and although he had many thoughts to share on the matter, he wanted to hear everything she had to say first.

It was difficult to do so, however.

There was a voice in his head begging him to act-- to voice his opinion in a way that did not require a single word.

But he held back. 

He would only ever do that if she admitted there was more to her motivations.

It wasn’t just the stress, right?

All the outfits being shown to him, and not anybody else-- not even her sister.

That meant something, right?

Alear hoped he was right.

Hortensia eventually regained her courage, and as she fidgeted and looked more shy than ever, she finally confessed precisely what he wanted to hear.

“...I, uhm, like you, Divine One, so, uhm, I-- mhmm?!”

Hortenia has doubtlessly envisioned multiple potential endings to her audaciousness, and a subsequent kiss against her lips was likely one such outcome!

Yet, despite it being the most preferable reaction, that did not mean she had adequately readied herself for the possibility.

And for good reason.

Such a response was something from a dream-- a fantasy that would never come true.

…and yet… it had.

Alear didn't mean to ambush her so suddenly… but how could he not after hearing her confess?

His feelings were mutual. 

Everything made sense now. This was the reason he wanted to spend so much time with her, and why he wanted to learn everything about her! Hearing her admit her feelings-- it was like the final piece of the puzzle had been placed, connecting everything and bringing clarity to how he felt. 

He felt foolish for not recognizing he was in love… but this was the first person he had feelings like this for, and he felt beyond lucky to know he was not alone in how he felt. 

Hortensia was shaking. She couldn’t process what was happening to her at all… but she did not back away, and instead embraced how his lips felt against hers. The realization that her dream was coming true did terrifying but exciting things to the beating of her heart, and it was a strangely addicting sensation. 

Their first kiss was a little rough around the edges. Neither individual involved-- even the initiator-- were sufficiently prepared for how it would feel.

But for that reason, it was perfect.

The kiss soon concluded, and both Alear and Hortensia were left feeling unbelievably flustered.

Not speechless, however.

“D-Divine One…”

Hortensia wanted more. A singular kiss was not enough. She wanted dozens. Dozens upon dozens!

…and she craved not just a kiss either, but his touch.

Where?

Everywhere.

This was why she had dressed this way, after all. She wanted him to know that he was free to touch, kiss, and enjoy her body all over. It was a riskful gambit, but it had communicated her intentions perfectly, and she was thrilled to learn he was as eager as she was. 

A relief, too.

From what she understood, men enjoyed a well-endowed woman… and she wasn’t that in the slightest. 

That fact had not discouraged her, however! She knew she had other enjoyable qualities, and it was those she purposefully highlighted with this outfit, hoping his preferences would align… and it seemed like they had!

Amusingly, he had yet to see what she believed to be her strongest asset-- all because he had yet to see her from behind in any outfit that could potentially highlight it.

“Hortensia,” he spoke softly, him calling her name alone damaging her breathing further. “If… we’re going to be doing, well, this… I want you to call me by my name.”

Hortensia shivered.

The request itself was fine. She could probably do it, aside from understandably slipping up a few times.

But the implications couldn’t be ignored. 

Everybody else would continue to use his illustrious title… except her. She would be a special exception!

The only one who got to call him by his name.

She liked that, and she liked how intimate it sounded.

After all, she wanted to be his special somebody, and what better way to symbolize that?

But first… she had to make sure she wasn’t reading into this too much…

“D-Does that mean… what I think it means…?” Hortensia asked messily, and while she recognized that, she also didn’t care.

Why would she? She had kissed him. 

That was worth all the embarrassment. 

“That I like you and want us to be something more?” he answered. “...then yeah, because, well, I like you too, Hortensi--”

It was now her turn to interrupt him with a kiss, and frankly, she was craving a little playful payback! 

Hortensia wrapped her arms around his neck, standing on the tip of her toes to dampen the height difference, though the imbalance caused her to lean forward and inadvertently deepen the kiss. She was thankful for the unexpected push, however, especially when it prompted him to wrap his arms around her to help secure her balance.

It felt phenomenal to be held by him.

“Tensi,” she said to him as she pulled away, satisfied to see he looked dazzled. “Call me that.”

“Tensi…?”

“If I'm going to call you by your name, then I want you to call me by something special too, so a nickname it is!” Hortensia proclaimed, standing confidently with her hands on her hips. She was by no means immune to nerves all of a sudden, but the sensation had calmed dramatically. 

Hugs and kisses would do that. 

“Alright, Tensi,” he chuckled. “What are we going to do next, then?”

Do next…?

Hortensia wasn't sure how to answer that. Her thoughts had been focused on initiating and praying he'd accept her advances. That meant she hadn't spared much thinking time towards the actual intimacy itself!

She had options.

She could… relieve that stress directly, perhaps with her mouth…

The thought of the Divine One's… cock… no, Alear's cock… being satisfied by her mouth, enveloped by her warmth, and bringing him over the edge…

Well, it was an incredible thought-- and honestly not a new one-- but it also brought back her nerves with a vengeance.

Her silence was noticed, and with it, she was saved from the burden of answering. 

“If you're not sure,” Alear spoke calmly, pausing until he was certain he had her undivided attention. “There is something I would like to do.”

“Oh, uhm, s-sure!” Hortensia mumbled. “What is it…?”

On the one hand, the timidness was undoubtedly cute, and he was the only person she didn't mind hearing her sound so shaky… but she was missing that sudden surge of confidence! Why did it have to be so unreliable?!

Unfortunately, Alear's idea did not aid her fluctuating emotions in the slightest.

“I want to touch you, Tensi.”

Hortensia trembled, not expecting him to be so… direct.

It did make sense though. She was wearing an outfit that communicated a desire to be touched. 

She swallowed hard, trying her best to find the courage that helped her steal a kiss from his lips. It was difficult, but the look of need in his eyes, and thinking about how he had asked to touch her, and what that signified…

Hortensia knew precisely how she was going to answer.

“Then touch me…”

Alear accepted the invitation, placing her hands on her shoulders, though they did not linger there long. They quickly adventured downwards, and though they stopped momentarily upon reaching her collarbone-- a smidge of hesitation or realization perhaps prompting the pause-- he eventually cupped a feel of her breasts.

No one had ever touched her this way before, so to experience that first-time sensation by the man who had captured her heart… it was magnificent.

Yet… she could not help but wonder if he was finding what she had to offer… inadequate.

'S-Sorry there isn't much there…”

“You're perfect, Tensi,” Alear brought reassurance. “I'm going to love everything about your body because it's yours. No doubt you feel the same about mine, right?”

He wasn't wrong.

Hortensia had no idea what he looked like beneath that extravagant outfit of his. Was he muscular, or slim? Did he have body hair, and if so, how much? What was his, well, size?

They were all questions she wanted answers to, but it was all for the sake of her curiosity. No reveal would be disappointing to her, for she would accept any imperfections.

…No. 

Any imperfections would become perfections because it was his body, and he was the man she had fallen in love with. It was as simple as that.

“Y-Yeah!” she giggled, his response making her swoon enough to offset how foolish she felt for her insecurity. 

That being said, it wasn't all gone, for she had personal thoughts about her figure and aspects she ideally wanted to see improved… but she no longer had to worry about whether he would like it or not.

Because he would, without a doubt.

Still, she did have confidence in one part, and she was curious to learn whether it would become a favorite of his.

“Alear,” she spoke softly. “Touch me… lower.”

She had no quarrels with him playing with her boobs, but he had yet to sink his fingers into something that would undeniably satisfy him.

To help guide him, she brought his hands to her hips and slid them across her lower back, smiling at him warmly with bated breath. Alear understood her intentions, exhaling when his hands found their way to her butt.

“What do you think, hmm?” Hortensia hummed, his reaction precisely what she hoped it would be. 

He did. He really did. It dawned on him that Hortensia had not shown him what she looked like from behind, and he suspected that was an intentional ploy. Despite wearing lingerie, the design deliberately kept her cheeks exposed, letting the entirety of his hands sink into her rear. Not only did her bottom feel unbelievably soft against her hands, but it was also addictingly squishy as well.

Alear couldn't help himself; he played with her butt without end, mesmerized by how satisfying it was to dig his fingers into her cheeks, but also adoring how his actions damaged her breathing

“I want to see…”

He didn't care how deprived he sounded! His eyes deserved this treat just as much as his hands did.

Hortensia fulfilled the request, but on her own terms. She approached her bed and rested her upper body against it, wanting to place the focus of his vision on her ass. Of course, she was keen to see his reaction and quickly tilted her head back to look, throwing in a wink as she smiled lovingly at him.

Alear was captivated. Her lingerie completely highlighted her butt, just as he expected. Both cheeks were on full display, and she was not afraid to show off a little of the in-between either; the top of her underwear had a deliberate opening, and was just begging to be pulled down. The shape of her pussy was apparent and it was barely concealed by what she was wearing too, granting him a glimpse into her most private area.

It was beautiful. Hortensia's butt was large, round, and most importantly, inviting. It was a wonderful contrast to her petite frame, yet blended in perfectly.

It did maddening things to his mind. He wanted to strip down and take her right there and then… but he had to be patient! This was just the beginning of their amazing night together, and he wanted to savor every step of the way.

Noticing his approving stare, Hortensia added a cheeky shaking of her hips, treating his vision to the faint jiggle it caused. It didn't help dispel that temptation in the slightest, but he was thankfully strong-willed. As much as it pained him to, he would resist and wait until she was ready for him to--

“Aleeeaaaarrr~” Hortensia purred. “Tell me… do I look cute…?”

Alear's next exhale was messy. Her words struck a chord with him, for while she did indeed look adorable… he was now wondering how cute she'd look while engaging in the most erotic of acts.

He imagined her on her knees, tending to his manhood, the lewd sight of his length sinking into her mouth contrasting her adorable face.

He imagined being trapped between her thighs, eating her out with the utmost hunger, gazing up to discover an expression that perfectly blended cute and lewd.

He imagined her laid upon the bed, one arm across her eyes while the other clutched her pillow, the overwhelming pressure of his cock deep inside her pussy overpowering… and yet she would not stop begging for her.

“You are…” he answered. “...almost too cute, Tensi. I'm struggling to hold back.”

Alear figured it was best to be honest. She deserved to know precisely how much of a hold she had upon his mess of a mind. 

Hortenia smirked proudly.“If I wanted you to hold back, Alear, I wouldn’t be wearing this!”

She was right. She was absolutely right.

Why was he holding back? She was just as secretly naughty as she was, arguably even more so! Was it because this was happening a little too fast, perhaps? 

Potentially, but at the same time, it also felt… overdue! 

Why else would she have dressed this way for him? Why else would he be so into it? 

It was certainly an unorthodox way to communicate her attraction on her end, but if today had taught him anything, it was that he was a little dense when it came to romance. Alear recalled some conversations in the past that took on a new meaning with the knowledge he had acquired, and while he felt foolish for not picking up on the signs, there was nothing stopping him from making it up to her!

“Tensi… you don’t mind then, if we…?”

He had to double-check, just in case. Everything felt too good to be true. He couldn’t ignore that she was about to lose her virginity, either.

Alear understood going all the way would inevitably hurt her, but he was going to do all he could to minimize that pain. Hortensia was strong, anyway. So long as he was careful, everything would work out.

“Alear… I’ve been ready for a long time…” she admitted. “I… think about you a lot…”

His lungs were not built for this. Something about her voice and the things she said left him breathless every time.

Alear smiled and chuckled lightly. “You keep saying what I want to say.”

“Then how about showing me what you want to say, hm?” Hortensia suggested, and right on cue, she shook her cute butt again. 

A thousand words would not be enough to communicate his adoration, but they weren’t the only way to express his love. Hortensia’s idea was fantastic, serving also as a reminder to calm his thoughts and focus on giving them both what they wanted.

It was astronomically satisfying to strip away his clothing. The tightness around his crotch had been unbearable, all thanks to a certain princess showing off her beautiful body. To finally feel the cool air against his manhood was liberating! He cherished the sensation while he could, for it was fated to feel compactness and warmth again.

A far preferable variation, at least.

Despite Hortensia telling him not to hold back, Alear didn’t want to get carried away just yet. He needed a few moments to prepare for what was about to happen, and he suspected she needed the same too. 

That didn’t mean he couldn’t have a little fun, however.

Alear approached his princess, resting his length against her butt. The intersection caused her to quiver, not just because she felt how hard he was, but also due to realizing that she had caused that reaction.

“Y-You’re really excited…” she observed. “Am I that cute, hmm?”

“The cutest,” he answered. “And the sexiest, too.”

Sexy.

Hortensia wasn’t used to being called that. It was weird! That was Goldmary’s territory, not hers!

Even so… hearing the man of her dreams bestow that title upon her… it not only meant the world, but made her believe his claim too.

“Allleeaaaaarrrrr~” Hortensia purred again. “C’mon… don’t hold back~” 

She was ready. 

Alear wasn’t expecting the neediness, but he could understand her impatience. Hortensia could feel how excited he was, so why wasn’t he putting it inside her?

As much as he enjoyed seeing his cock resting between her cheeks, he knew it would be more spectacular to watch it sink inside her.

He was ready too.

Alear took hold of her underwear, yanking it down, wanting to see her rear in its entirety. As her panties dropped to her feet, Hortensia promptly kicked them away, not wanting them to disrupt any plans he had for a position change. 

To discover that his little lover was soaked was not a surprise, but it did incentivise him to quench that thirst as soon as possible. He pushed up against her entrance, the touch alone invoking trembling for both parties, but by no means did it discourage either or prompt them to back down. This was going to be an overpowering experience for both, and they were eager to experience it together.

“Let me know if it’s too much, Hortensia,” he cleared his throat and spoke firmling, wanting her to know she could back out at any moment.

Hortensia simply smiled. “I will.”

He was really about to do this, wasn’t he? He was about to take her virginity… and she was about to take his, too.

This was not the spectacular conclusion to her fashion show he was anticipating, but it was a very welcome ending nonetheless.

Alear pushed his length forward, though failed to breach her entrance on his first attempt. Her petiteness, and his raw size, was going to make this tougher than he thought. Nevertheless, he preserved and kept trying, doing his best to ease into her while his lover gripped the bed sheets apprehensively.

Neither had to wait long. After a few tries, her defenses soon gave away and his tip slipped inside her. Hortensia found the pressure to be intense and a little painful, and that sensation unfortunately escalated tenfold when he pushed forward again, breaking through her hymen.

“O-Ouchie…”

“Hortensia, are you-”

“I-I’m okay,” she hastily reassured him. “If it’s too much, I’ll say… j-just give me a sec...”

Hortensia breathed heavily.

Did it hurt? Yes.

Was it as agonizing as she anticipated it would be? More or less.

But could she handle it? Absolutely. 

The worst was already over; the pain was gradually dwindling, and with each passing second, she was starting to feel better. She did feel sore, and that was a sensation that wasn’t going anywhere just yet, but it was tolerable. 

“Alright…” she took in a deep breath. “You can… keep going…”

“...are you sure, Tensi…?”

Alear was understandably hesitant; she didn’t look the greatest, and it pained him to know he was the cause even though this was a natural step of the process.

“I promise,” she encouraged him, feeling like she had reached a point where she could take in more of his length. 

Seeing no reason to doubt her words after that, he held onto her hips and carefully guided his member deeper inside. He deliberately kept his pace in check, watching her expression earnestly and listening out for any discomforting noises, but he thankfully saw and heard nothing but content. She was handling the further intrusion remarkably well.

He was just glad she was okay. Her safety meant he could not divert some attention towards how incredible it felt to be inside her. The clutch she had around his length was admittedly part of the reason he was entering her as slowly as he was! 

Nonetheless, it was immensely pleasurable. He was a little too big for her, and she was a little too small, but that was making it amazing for both. The humidity was outrageous too, juxtaposing the cool air still tickling the lower length yet to enter her. Be that as it may, he had every intention of eventually feeling the warmth across the entirety of his cock.

Hortensia was no longer feeling any pain, and she was beyond thankful for its absence. In its place was pleasure, and while it was modest in intensity, that feeling was escalating the more he stretched her out. It was like a reversal of the beginning, where agony reigned supreme only to dwindle to a halt… and now, bliss was beginning to pulsate through her body, growing and growing…

She could not wait for it to reach its peak, though she was a little worried it would be too much!

Then again, if it was, she had a magnificent man to protect her.

If she had one critique, it was that she was not as close to him as she wanted to be! The position she had opted for worked wonders for enticement, but she desired to feel the warmth of his lips against hers. 

It was difficult to communicate that desire, however. She was moaning. A lot.

But actions spoke louder than words, and even though she was presently being pounded, she just about managed to lift her upper body up. Alear caught her as she stumbled, wrapping his arms around her stomach and holding her firmly as he slowed down.

“All okay?” Alear asked, not too worried, for he trusted she would tell him if something was wrong.

“Sorry,” she apologized, tilting her head to the side, smiling warmly. “I just wanted to kiss my man while we’re doing this.”

“That is not something you need to apologize for, Tensi,” he chuckled, not hesitating to grant that wish immediately, leaning in so he could meet her lips against hers once more.

Their kiss proved to be far more passionate than their first, both keen to demonstrate their admiration and adoration for the other without anything to hold them back. Even as tongues came into play, neither backed away, both fighting playfully for dominance.

The victor was ultimately decided when Alear resumed his thrusts with greater ferocity, noticing quickly that the renewed pressure was hindering her ability to maintain the kiss. 

Hortensia didn't mind losing the battle, however; it was just a different kind of win in her eyes, and she liked knowing only he could make her feel this way.

It was miraculous she was able to stay stable considering her body was quivering without end, but she had his strong arms to thank for that. Every powerful thrust against the entrance to her womb caused her to moan loudly… and her lungs were not able to keep up with the increased frequency. 

Hortensia loved it. 

She could feel her pleasure magnifying to levels she didn’t know were possible to reach. Although losing her mind like this undeniably made her look and sound silly, she felt no shame. She wanted him to know precisely how good he was making her feel!

“Allleeaaaaarrrr~” she purred and purred, the pressure from within intoxicating.

…but also too much.

Her body was not built for this kind of pleasure, and that meant only one thing. 

She needed release.

In other words… he was about to make her cum.

“Hortensia…?” he noticed she was wavering a lot. “Do you need me to slow down or--”

“N-No!” she shut down that idea immediately. Every single thrust brought her closer to the peak, and she did not want to tumble down! “Keep going… because I'm gonna.. aaaahhhhh!!”

A few breathtaking thrusts later, and she was there. 

It was too much. Alear’s cadence was terrifyingly strong and he always reached so deep, setting her mind ablaze with degenerate pleasure. She just couldn’t handle it! She was reaching her climax far sooner than expected… though that wasn’t a bad thing.

Just thinking about how fast he could make her cum was the final trigger.

Alear knew she had reached her orgasm when her walls tightened up dramatically and began suffocating his shaft in a smoldering heat. Were it not for the compactness being as strong as it was, he would have been bought over the edge too. 

He didn’t mind though; it meant his undivided attention was on learning what his beautiful lover looked like while experiencing tranquility. 

It was a lustful, messy face.

Her mouth was drooling, and her eyes were shuddering, and it was all surrounded by the brightest of blushes. 

It was… cute.

“Aaahhhleeeaaarr…”

Her tired voice was cute too!

Though he longed for release too, Alear recognised she needed a break. Gently pulling out of her proved difficult, almost like she didn’t want to let him go, but he was able to break free. He subsequently guided her onto the bed carefully so she could rest her exhausted body, ultimately letting her rest on her back. This helped her recuperation significantly, and though her breathing was still intense, the storm was beginning to calm. 

“Tensi…?” he called out to her, a little concerned she may have passed out.

Hortensia raised an index finger, signaling she was still there and needed a moment. 

Had he gotten a little carried away…?

Possibly, but he also couldn’t downplay that it had been a spectacular experience for her. 

Even so…

‘“I'm…” she finally spoke up, sounding just as unstable as she looked. “...okay, I just… wow…”

“Sorry if it was a bit much,” he couldn't help but apologize. “It felt really good, and, well…”

“It's… aahh… alright…” she reassured him. “I just..  wasn't expecting you to be so big… and reach so deep… and… aaahh… it felt good-- really, really good…”

Hortensia giggled for a while. It didn't do her breathing any favors, but it definitely put to rest any doubts he still had.

“Would you like to take a break?” he suggested, figuring now was as good as time as any to put a pause to the degeneracy and--

“Not yet…” she surprised him with that answer, lifting her upper body up so she could look at him. A defiant and cheeky expression had formed on her face. “You made me cum… and now I have to make you cum!”

“I don't mind that--”

“Nooope!” she rejected his response before he could finish it, the loud pop of her voice echoing throughout the room. Hortensia crossed her arms and scoffed. “It's only fair, you know!”

“But--”

“No buts!” she wasn’t budging. “But I know exactly how to convince you.”

It was clear her mind was set, so he decided to humor her. “Go on.”

What was the worst she could say? Nothing could surprise him at this point.

“Imagine how cute I'll look with your cum on my face…”

Alear froze.

…which more or less told her that he was convinced.

She had sprung one heck of a naughty trap upon him, but it had worked. Not only was the idea… hot… but it was also hers. She wanted that!

To seal the deal, Hortensia shuffled forward and wrapped her soft hands around his cock. Although the intimacy had been put on hold, he hadn't calmed down, but who could blame him when he had a beautiful girl in lingerie to stare at?

“Hey, Alear…” Hortensia spoke softly. “Want me to suck it…?”

Alear froze. Again.

Where had this confidence come from? One moment, she was mesmerized by bliss, and the next, she was saying the most ridiculous things…

…but he loved the suggestions.

“...if you want to…”

“Alear,” she said again. “I’m asking you. Do you want me to?”

“I… yeah…”

There was no use denying it. 

“Good!” she giggled. “But I have one condition.”

“Hm…?”

“Don't keep your eyes off me,” she explained, sticking out her tongue playfully. “I want you to tell me later about how cute I looked… with your cock inside my mouth~”

Hortensia did not wait for him to respond, understanding he wouldn’t be able to. Besides, she was eager to not only fulfill another fantasy of hers, but also make him cum. If her climax was anything to go by, his inevitable orgasm was going to be phenomenal!

…and there was the added bonus of it making a mess of her face, too.

She couldn’t wait.

Despite her courage, she wasn’t without some doubts about the situation.

His size was intimidating. Would it be too much for her? Could she even suck him off well?

She wasn’t sure, but she was going to do her best anyway. Even if it took hours to make him cum, she'd commit to it! 

Heck, she wasn’t opposed to such an outcome; the thought of sucking on his cock for hours without end, was…

The thought made her gulp, but it also invoked frustration. Her mind was going places when it needed to be empty!

The only thing she was supposed to listen to now… was instinct.

Hortensia did just that, beginning slowly by planting a gentle kiss on his tip, thrilled to learn that was enough to make it throb. She followed the smooch with several more, targeting different parts of his member as she worked her way down, subconsciously deciding she wanted to cover his entire length in wet marks. It took some time, but it wasn’t like she was lacking motivation. 

…and it proved to be very addicting. Each kiss was satisfying to give, and she adored seeing him look so pleasured.

But in the end, she hadn’t promised to just kiss. 

Hortensia added her tongue to the mix, starting from the base before sliding it up at a slow, teasing rate. Upon arriving at the tip, she planted a smooch on his glans, gazing up at him with need in her eyes.

“Ready…?” she whispered to him.

Physically, he was absolutely ready. Mentally, however? Not so much. He was about to watch Hortensia take his cock into his mouth. 

Regardless, he nodded. Above all else, he wanted to see her do it.

Hortenais smiled warmly, and though she still felt intimidated, she did not let that stop his cock from parting her lips open. Her mouth had to open quite a bit to accept his girth, but she eagerly accepted his glans into her mouth, pausing only when she was satisfied his most sensitive part was safely within her warmth. 

She had always wondered what cock tasted like, though she should have expected it to taste like, well… herself. It had just been inside her, after all. Fortunately, she wasn’t opposed to her own taste, swirling her tongue around the length as she experimented with how much she could take in. Hortensia understood her gag reflex could kick in at any point; therefore, she took her time, taking things one inch at a time.

In the end, she wasn’t able to exceed a few extra inches, but that meant half of his dick was now inside her mouth. That to her was an accomplishment! She could learn how to take in more at a later date, and there would be a later date.

Alear watched with astonishment, praying that the sight of his manhood being swallowed up by her mouth would be burned into his memory. The contrast between cute and lewd had never been higher. It also felt terrific, not too different from her pussy, in fact. While it wasn’t as tight, the constant saliva drenching his shaft made sure he kept warm.

Hortensia, satisfied she had taken in what she could, began bobbing her head back and forth. Though she longed to make him cum as soon as possible, she understood patience was key, beginning her advance steadily. Her eyes maintained eye contact, not wanting to miss a single reaction, and what she saw made her giggle with joy. Of course, with a big dick on the verge of breaching her throat, it did sound a little muffled and strange.

Alear, however, found it extremely erotic. The girl of his dreams was giving him head and having the time of her life doing so. It filled him with joy to know she was enjoying it as much as she was.

Perhaps the best part was that she was constantly improving. He had no critique about her initial performance, but it was clear Hortensia was observant with her experimentation, focusing on repeating whatever invoked the greatest reaction from him. 

For instance, she had learned that he enjoyed constantly having his manhood drenched in saliva, and that he felt incredibly blissful whenever she slid her tongue up, letting him feel its texture as well as the roof of her mouth. The latter was a tricky maneuver for her and almost caused some gagging, but she was getting used to the timing.

Alear knew Hortensia’s academic performance was fantastic, though he never would have guessed that natural talent translated to cocksucking. She was sublime, and if she kept this up…

“Keep going, Tensi…” his voice was quiet and jittery-- all thanks to what a good job she was doing. “I’m getting close…”

“Mmhhmm~”  she hummed, acknowledging his warning by purposefully speeding up, desiring to bring him to that wondrous moment as soon as possible.

Alear watched, awestruck at how much she was able to take in, and how hastily she could bob her head back and forth. She really had improved in such a short span of time and was currently doing everything she could to make him feel good! He wasn’t sure he deserved this level of devotion, but he was thankful for it all the same. The warmth was off the charts, and he wanted nothing more than to paint that beautiful face of hers white.

It was a dream she had, and arguably wanted more, too. 

Hortensia didn’t have to wait much longer; she could tell he was mere moments away from reaching his peak. While she wouldn’t have minded worshiping his cock for longer, there would be plenty of time to do that in the coming days, months, and hopefully, years.

“Tensi, I’m…ahhhh..”

“Mhm!”

Hortensia reacted right on time, pulling out just as the first rope of cum shot out, splattering her face in a clean line of white. She gripped Alear’s dick securely, keeping it steady and on target while he experienced euphoria, leaving her stained with semen. The frequency surprised her, and some managed to slip into her mouth, leading to her contemplating whether or not getting it all over her face was the right idea; the taste was delicious.

Next time… she was going to swallow.

Alear was no stranger to the intensity of orgasms, but experiencing it thanks to her mouth, and getting to make a mess of her face? Nothing was greater.

“Oh my gosh…”  Hortensia was baffled. “You came… so much!!”

“Y-Yeah… wow… I… was really pent up, I guess…” Alear truthfully wasn’t sure whether or not to apologize, but ultimately refrained; he had done enough of that for one night, and it was clear his lover was quite the fan. Why else would she stand and head to the mirror, observing the damage up close?

Hortensia giggled. She giggled a lot.

“Well, what’cha think?” she spun around and did her signature pose. “Do I look cute, covered in your cum?”

“You do,” he answered, caring not for how distorted his voice was. The sooner he heard her giggling continue, the better. “You really do.”

“Ehehehe~” she granted his wish. “I feel so naughty like this… and I think I should commemorate the occasion!”

Hortensia reached into a nearby drawer and pulled out what appeared to be a tome, though the design on it wasn’t what he was familiar with. She raised it high, posed again, and a bright flash momentarily illuminated the room. 

“What is that, Tensi…?”

“Ah, something I bought from Lady Anna! It helps take picture-perfect shots of whatever I want.”

“It… does…?”

This was the first time he had heard of such a tome.

“Wanna see?”

Hortensia climbed back onto the bed and beckoned him to come over, and nothing she said had been a lie. The tome itself contained pictures that had not been drawn or painted, but rather imprinted onto the tome through some light magic. Hortensia showcased the image she had just taken… and then a few others she had taken beforehand, all of which featured lewd shots of her in her lingerie.

He was mesmerized. He never knew such a tome existed… and to think that she had already taken so many snapshots…

“Say…” she mumbled, though a cheeky grin soon appeared on her face, his reaction clearly the catalyst. “Want to borrow the tome for a bit, Alear?”

Borrow…?

In other words, he’d have access to these lewd shots of Hortensia whenever he wanted…?

“I can’t say no to that,” he confessed.

“Alright, but only on one condition!” she chuckled. “You need to stay the night with me.”

That was… an odd request to hear, though clearly not for the reason she was expecting.

“Well, I was going to do that anyway…”

Hortenia’s eyes widened. “Y-You were…?”

“Well, after what we just did, and what we said to each other… it makes sense, right…?” he elaborated. “Tensi… you and I… we are something more than friends now… aren’t we…?”

Hortensia’s cheekiness departed as he spoke, though it wasn’t because she disliked what he was saying by any means. She hadn’t gotten carried away by all the lewdness and forgotten that they had confessed something important to each other.

“...y-yeah… if you, uhm… don’t mind…” she tapped her fingers together nervously, like she was worried she might suddenly be rejected.

Alear cleansed her nervousness the only way he knew how: by kissing her without warning. It was a simple kiss and lacked the intensity of the previous, but it wasn’t intended to be a powerful one.

Rather, it was meant to be a reminder.

“I like-- no, love you, Hortensia,” he told her. “And I would be honored if… we could become a couple.”

These kinds of things typically happened in a more romantic setting and not immediately after some spontaneous-of-sorts sex… but an unorthodox formation of the relationship made sense for his unorthodox life.

“A-Alear… I… wow… I l-love you too, of course!” she sputtered out. “J-Just give me a warning before, uhm, you say that…!”

“Noted,” he laughed. “How about you and I get to sleep, then? It’s been… a long day.”

“...Together…?”

“Together.”

Hortensia’s heart was pounding. It had been through a lot during the last several hours, but it was beating its loudest now. It was a good thing she had a lot of spunk on her face; she needed an excuse to depart to the bathroom and breathe. Alear-- her boyfriend-- was a worrywart, after all. 

When she returned… she wasn’t sure what to say

So she did what she had taught him, ambushing him with a kiss.

“...I love you.”

He was the one to say it first, and now it was her turn to initiate that declaration.

“I love you too.”

Unlike Hortensia, Alear did not opt to wear any nightwear, simply because he wasn’t expecting to stay the night. Fortunately, his lover didn’t mind, especially when his hands found their way to her stomach. 

It amused her that she could take his dick and even suck it without too much trouble in the grand scheme of things… but something as simple as a cuddle under the covers was doing wondrous things to her heart.

Perhaps it was the reality of the situation dawning on her, or that she had let her hair down-- something she rarely did within the presence of others, though it wasn’t like the person with her hadn’t earned the right.

He was her boyfriend, after all! 

The Divine One was her boyfriend!!

No, Alear was her boyfriend!!!

It felt surreal.

Everything related to the Fell Dragon’s return had been disastrous for her and her family… but now… she felt a warmth stronger than anything she had ever felt before.

…she wasn’t looking forward to explaining this all to her big sister, but that was a future problem to solve. For now, she knew she was going to sleep comfortably, safe and secure within the arms of the man who had saved her life and given her a new beginning. 

When Alear soon heard the lightest of snoring enter his ears, he smiled that she sounded cute even when slumbering. 

Hortensia was undoubtedly the most exhausted of the two, so it made sense she had fallen asleep first.

There was a lot about this relationship he needed to process and properly think about, but that would come at a later stage.

At the very least, he knew for certain that he didn’t doubt a single decision.

Hortensia as his girlfriend? He couldn’t ask for anything better.

With her by his side… everything would turn out great.

The Fell Dragon still awaited them at the end of their journey… but after that, he hoped she would continue to be in his life. 

Together, they would build an amazing future-- of that he had no doubt.

His only regret was that he had not brought the Pact Ring with him, though there was no way he could have predicted any of this happening.

But she would receive it… and he couldn’t wait to see her wear it.

But that was for the future.

For now, it was time to sleep alongside the woman he cherished above all else.

“Good night, Tensi,” he kissed the top of her head. “Sweet dreams.”