Jeanne D'arc x Fate/Grand Order 46P (Patreon)

Jeanne d'Arc stood by her bedroom window, the faint moonlight illuminating her sailor uniform. The crisp white shirt and pleated skirt swayed gently as she shifted her weight, her blonde hair cascading over her shoulders. Her soft blue eyes held a nervous excitement as she glanced at the door, awaiting his arrival.

When he entered, his tall, dark frame filled the room, and she felt her breath catch. His confident smile sent a warm thrill through her, and she stepped toward him. “You came,” she said softly, her voice tinged with both shyness and anticipation.

“I wouldn’t miss this for anything,” he replied, his deep voice sending shivers down her spine.

Jeanne reached for his hand, guiding him to the bed. The tension between them crackled, and as he leaned down to kiss her, the world seemed to melt away. His hands slid over her waist, tracing the edge of her skirt before slipping under it. She gasped softly against his lips, her hands gripping his shoulders as he pressed closer.

The sailor uniform came undone piece by piece, her shirt sliding off her shoulders as his hands explored her. Jeanne’s breath hitched as he pushed her back onto the bed, her pleated skirt fanned out beneath her. His kisses trailed down her neck, leaving her trembling with anticipation. “Ahh… yes…” she whispered, her voice breathy as his touch grew bolder.

When he finally claimed her, she cried out, her body arching as he filled her completely. “Nghhh… so deep… ahh…” she gasped, her hands clutching the sheets as the intensity grew. He moved with deliberate strength, his hands gripping her thighs to pull her closer with each thrust.

Jeanne’s soft moans turned into cries of ecstasy, her voice breaking as she whispered, “I… I’m so close… ahh!” Her body tensed, waves of pleasure washing over her as she clung to him desperately.

He didn’t stop, continuing to drive her into another peak as her cries grew louder. “More… nghhh… don’t stop… ahhh!” she begged, her voice filled with desperation and need. His deep groans mixed with her moans as they reached their climax together, her body trembling beneath him as he spilled into her.

When it was over, Jeanne lay back, her chest rising and falling as she caught her breath. He pulled her into his arms, brushing her blonde hair from her flushed face. She smiled up at him, her blue eyes hazy with satisfaction.

“This… was unforgettable,” she murmured, her voice soft but full of emotion.

“There’s more where that came from,” he teased, and she laughed, pulling him closer as the night continued.