Rikuto leans back in his seated position, letting all of his worldly concerns melt away. Larravu, his female gatonine knight, has his penis wrapped in her soft breasts as she suckles and licks the tip. Rikuto knows her feline tongue is rougher than a human’s. It has to be, since it’s more distinctly coarse than his own, just like a terrestrial cat. Her feline ears are adorable, and her grey hair suits her as a youthful shade, rather than the opposite.

  And, thanks to the repeated practice the two have been getting, his own stamina has gone up.

  Rikuto pets his hand through her hair and gently massages her ears with his fingers as she continues to work her modest breasts up and down his shaft, licking his tip as if to reach the creamy center in the middle.

  The pressure is building inside of him, but their shared practice has made him far more calm and relaxed. He doesn’t feel like he’s going to fire off prematurely, nor bleed through his nose like some sort of virgin anime protagonist.

  This is far from the first secret practice session he and Larravu have had, and they are both immensely comfortable with each other now. His endurance has improved, but so has her talent with her breasts and her tongue. Every part of her almost seems to be tailor-fitted to Rikuto now, and she has learned every one of his weaknesses.

  The gatonine licks around the tip of his shaft as she keeps it firmly within her mouth, gently prodding his sensitive glans with her teeth, but never causing harm. He breathes heavily, keeping himself as calm as possible to savor the feeling, as well as to keep his voice down to avoid any of the guards or maids hearing him.

  “Oooh… god… I’m about to cum…” whispers Rikuto.

  He can feel her lips twist slightly in a smile, and Larravu happily moves more vigorously and with deeper strokes of her mouth in addition to her fervent stroking with her breasts. In turn, Rikuto is pushed over the edge with a toe-curling orgasm that shoots his seed straight into her mouth, and she licks his tip to coax out an even more intense climax and gather every drop into her mouth. Her tongue mercilessly scrapes his penis right to its opening, not missing even a tiny droplet of his jizz.

  When she breaks connection with his penis, she gasps in a breath before swallowing noticeably.

  A mix of thoughts and emotions swirl through Rikuto. It’s immensely hot that she swallowed his load, but in turn, some deep part of his rational mind also views it as a sort of waste. Their very first time together, he came deep inside of her, and she thankfully reassured him it was a safe day.

  Doing so felt unbelievably amazing, and ever since, he has made sure that it’s a safe day whenever they have training sessions like this so that he can finish inside of her.

  Because they’re on the road for the mission to meet up with the Empire to combat the mana-fire, Larravu accompanied them in disguise as a footman after receiving leave from Rikuto to ‘visit family’. She has become quite accustomed to the vague ninja concepts Rikuto has been relaying to her, so disguise has become easy for her. He still has to be careful with his position in order to avoid scandal, but it’s relatively easy for him to get some privacy once everyone has gone to sleep, since the guard is focused on keeping intruders away from the camp, rather than what’s going on amidst the tents.

  Because they’re hauling the water tankers, it’s slower than Rikuto would like, but it justifies setting up full camps, which the advance team takes care of by going ahead of the main procession.

  Larravu climbs up to a standing position, seductively sliding her body up past Rikuto’s chest, flashing her breasts in front of his face, which still causes him to tense a little. He’s not sure if her breasts are actually getting bigger, or if he’s just imagining it, but she never stops being undeniably sexy. She slings her leg effortlessly over the young king’s lap, straddling his waist. With practiced precision, she lines him up with her arousal-moistened entrance and ‘kisses’ the tip of his erection before it ever has a chance to soften.

  “You’ve been so tense lately, Daareen,” whispers Larravu as she hugs his neck, pressing her bosom to his chest as she slides down onto his penis. She wriggles her hips to make sure she nestles down on him, taking the human as deep as she can go, which envelops his whole penis in a wholly arousing warmth. Rikuto feels like he couldn’t go soft if he wanted to.

  He slides his hands up her thighs and across her hips, savoring the feel of her skin. She knows not to push him too hard so soon after cumming, but she could be descended from a literal tiger, as far as Rikuto can tell with how ready to go she is.

  “I think this fire is something extremely foreboding. Senn tried to warn me about it, but I didn’t realize the void artillery was going to be the cause.”

  “Hmm…” thinks the incognito gatonine knight thoughtfully as she slides her hips up and down slowly, and Rikuto pitches his head back in time with her motion, feeling her movement to his core. “That’s the trickiest part about Dawnseeing. I was surprised it hadn’t been banned sooner, since it leads more people astray than it helps.”

  Rikuto is disappointed, because that’s exactly what happened to him. His own fears born of Japan’s history coupled with an apparent confirmation with actual magic future-sight caused him to react to something that Daniel hadn’t even done yet, and it could have gone far, far worse if Daniel had retaliated in kind.

  It’s still frustrating, but Rikuto isn’t childish enough to hold a grudge over being shut down so definitively. If anything, he regrets the many deaths that occurred, and he wants to find a way to repent as a whole.

  Larravu bounces on his lap with a deep stroke, and Rikuto’s penis tingles with every inch of her pussy gripping and sliding against his member. “It’s not my place to analyze or critique the decisions of royalty, of course. But, I think you did make the best possible decisions with the information available to you. Losing the Grand Duchy is a severe blow to Mornistae, and attempts to reclaim it were correct, but unfortunately, lacked information. It is the true tragedy of war.”

  Rikuto nods, and she cups his cheeks affectionately as she smiles at him, starting to gyrate her hips more steadily as Rikuto’s body calms down from his first orgasm. He’s still a little sensitive, but he can tell that his erection is being stoked like a flame deep inside of her wet folds. “It was a setback, but you are still the king. Your responsibility now is to lead Mornistae forward into the future. And, this will include an heir sooner than later.”

  “I-I know,” replies Rikuto. Just the thought of Heralesse in his lap instead of Larravu still makes Rikuto nervous. He has been the king for about two years now, but Heralesse still seems so much more regal at times, the way Rikuto would feel if he met the actual Emperor and Empress of Japan. He can speak to her without her ‘celebrity’ status affecting him too much, but she almost seems… too precious for Rikuto to touch.

  But, he knows Heralesse is being reminded about as often as Rikuto is that there will need to be an heir sooner, rather than later, since anything can happen. And, given that Daniel seems to not have wasted any time, the nobles of Mornistae are looking for ways to enforce the standing of Mornistae on the global stage.

  The young man kneads Larravu’s buttocks for a moment as she continues to grind in his lap, stirring her own insides with his mating tool. His fingers find the base of her tail, and she moans softly, enjoying his touch. She has been using a soap that Rikuto has access to, and which leaves her tail, particularly, but her entire body feeling amazingly soft and smooth compared to the soap she would normally have access to when she bathes. Being on the road has limited them some in terms of bathing, but more than once, they’ve shared the bathhouse and washed each others’ backs and bodies.

  “I sometimes think it would be easier to have a harem than to deal with the pressures of royalty…” thinks Rikuto aloud.

  The gatonine woman gently pokes her nails into his back, tightening her grip on him a bit possessively. Rikuto winces a little, though it’s not severely painful.

  He explains urgently, still mindful of his volume to avoid drawing attention, “I just meant it would be easier.”

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  “I know,” replies Larravu calmly, though her expression is a bit more cold in spite of her smile. “But, Mornistae has remained a legally monogamous kingdom for generations. You would almost assuredly meet a great deal of resistance if you tried to implement it now.”

  Rikuto chuckles softly. She’s still rocking her hips, and if anything, she’s a bit more aggressive all of a sudden. He suddenly stands up, causing her to gasp as he holds her thighs. He flops her down onto the bed, standing on the ground of the tent to take over thrusting into her. He teases as he leans over her, “You know, Larravu, in this hypothetical, you would be right up there at the top.”

  She scoffs slightly, sliding her nails along his cheek. “Ha! I would hope so, Daareen. I’ve been by your side the longest.”

  Rikuto kisses her, and she hugs his head, flopping her tail excitedly between his legs as her own calves lock behind his back. He drives his penis deep into her with every buck of his hips, feeling his strength rising as he claims the woman in his arms once more.

  I wonder if Heralesse will be intimidated if I behave like this… wonders the young man. She’s not a soft, delicate woman by any stretch, but like Rikuto, she is reserved and self-controlled, which possibly means that she doesn’t have much in terms of expectations from when the time comes.

  Larravu, though, is a trained knight, and she has come to know Rikuto’s likes and desires quite well over the last month or so. She takes his hand and guides it to her breasts, which he gladly obliges. His hands knead her pillowy chest, feeling her soft flesh squish and flex under his fingers. It excites him even more, and he increases the pace of bucking his hips.

  The gatonine starts to moan, and Rikuto is forced to kiss her again to keep her quiet. He can feel her smile, meaning she does it at least partially-intentionally, just to coax him into kissing her and staying locked with her as they make love.

  It definitely would be easier to have ten women like you, Larravu, than someone I’m afraid to touch…

  If Heralesse broaches the subject, Rikuto is certain it’ll be much easier for him to navigate, especially now that he is gaining confidence from his ‘training’ sessions with Larravu.

  The gatonine bites Rikuto’s lip rather hard, and he winces with a slight hiss from pain that escapes him. He glares lightly at her, and the feline woman looks up at him with absolute deviousness in her eyes as she squirms under him, and Rikuto knows the right way to retaliate. He holds her head firmly, tugging it slightly to the side as he bites right at the base of her neck. She hums as her whole body shivers, climaxing on his penis as he keeps thrusting, holding his teeth firmly, but gently with steady pressure on the gatonine’s neck.

  The feline knight huffs and moans softly, “Daareen! Daareen! Keep going!”

  Larravu’s whole body bucks with the body-shaking orgasm she’s having, and she rubs her cheek against Rikuto’s head, kissing him repeatedly as he keeps going, feeling his own climax quickly approaching as her pussy squeezes and twitches as if to milk him.

  The young king thrusts into his mistress a few more times as his climax streaks through him, and his second load of seed is sent deep into its proper place in Larravu’s waiting belly.

  The two pant as Rikuto slumps on top of her, catching his breath. Larravu continues to hold him, tickling under his testes with her tail, which coaxes out a little bit more of his seed in a few quick spurts. The Japanese man grunts, which in turn causes the breathless gatonine knight to giggle. He can already hear it deep in her chest, since it vibrates through the bedding as well; she’s purring as she pets his back gently. “Good work, Daareen… You’ll have little princelings and princesses in no time at this rate.”

  He scoffs and nuzzles her shoulder. He doesn’t want to move because of how sensitive he is in the immediate post-coital bliss.

  Maybe Heralesse is waiting for me to bring it up. I suppose… I should have the courage to act properly, not just react to everything.

  Rikuto lifts his head and kisses Larravu briefly. “Thank you, Larra-chan.”

  She blushes at this nickname; something he has already explained to her. It’s not just a pet name, but a sign of affection, which she certainly deserves. She is Rikuto’s most trusted ally at present, since she can keep a secret and is willing to carry out his secret orders. She has also helped him gain confidence and stamina in an intimate sense, and in spite of his fears about Heralesse being untouchable as a royal, he is certain he will be able to perform adequately.

  Yeah, I should probably bring it up after the fire is dealt with. I don’t want to keep doing these things behind her back.

  He gently slides his hands along Larravu’s thighs as she relaxes under him. She is content and relaxed, which seems to make Rikuto feel a similar comfortable air, in spite of being on a journey to face off against a magic fire.

  “Mmm, keep touching me wherever you want, Daareen. You can’t do any worse than this…” She touches her neck where he bit her. There’s a rather noticeable print of his teeth on her skin, but she seems to like it more than not. Her expression is teasing, and she nibbles her own lip invitingly as if to coax him to immediately take her again right away.

  He smiles, though his tongue prods the spot where she just bit him, and he tastes iron. Her teeth, particularly her canines, are far sharper than his sharpest teeth, and they easily nicked his inner and outer lip.

  She pouts cutely, saying, “Daareen, you can’t be angry about an affectionate love bite.”

  “I’m not angry,” replies Rikuto, taking her by the hips and thrusting into her. She gasps, covering her mouth as her eyes roll back a bit. She looks at him again, and he leans over her once more. He lifts her leg up, stretching it straight so that he can kiss her calf, and she holds her arms on the bed above her head, watching him affectionately. He nibbles her leg gently, and she giggles, squirming her toes. Gatonines have small feet that go with their petite size, and Larravu is fit and muscular, but still feminine and cute. He withdraws from her pussy briefly while he turns her onto her side, and he admires his seed dripping out of her nether region onto her thigh. She goes along with his motions, relaxed and trusting of him.

  “I just think you’ve gotten a little mischievous towards your king.”

  The female knight giggles again, shaking her hips and tail to tease him as she angles herself to give him easy access to her again. “A king must be able to tame the most unruly subjects,” teases the feline woman. Her tail flops against her thigh where Rikuto’s seed is slowly trailing down, and it creates a long, thin string as she flips it back, a portion of the adhesive substance immediately caught in the fur of her feline tail.

  Rikuto squeezes her buttocks, and she moans softly, again trying to angle her pussy towards him. Her tail flips somewhat quickly in an impatient wave, slapping the bed a couple of times.

  The young Japanese man works his hand down to beneath her tail, and he dips his thumb into her sphincter, causing her to gasp. Her eyes go wide as she looks up at him, and Rikuto says, “I suppose, to fully conquer someone, their entirety must be conquered.”

  She blushes, and her lips move to try and form words, but none come out right away.

  The gatonine winces as he slides his thumb in deeper, feeling her heat as her butt squeezes around it firmly, even more tight than the orifices he has already claimed this day.

  “I-I-I…” squeaks Larravu. “I’m not… r-r-ready, D-Daareen.” She is already panting, resisting the strange sensation as he drives his thumb only up to his first knuckle, and even so, she’s acting as if he slowly pushed his whole hand in.

  She swallows noticeably, adding softly, “I… If you… help me get used to it… I-I don’t mind… t-trying it sometime. J-J-Just,... Not yet…”

  Rikuto smiles. He leans way over, still keeping his thumb in place as he kisses her, and while he does, he slides it in a little deeper. She gasps through his lips, and he adds softly, “I’ll hold you to that, Larra-chan.”

  She breathlessly curls her body just like a cat, twisting partially as she tries to relax. The young man gingerly keeps toying with her sphincter while he uses his other hand to line his penis up with her labia. Her adorable reaction has him raging-stiff again, and it’s easy to penetrate her in the sideways position she’s in. She curls her legs stiffly and clenches her toes as she moans, bracing herself against the combination of new and familiar sensations, both of which touch the deepest and most carnal parts of her body.

  Rikuto leans over her, thrusting his hips into her gently while fingering her anus with his thumb. He puffs air through his lips into her ear, which flicks in response. She moans and mewls under him, far less defiant and more cute than ever before.

  Dear God, how are you not a mother already? thinks the young otherworlder with amusement. If you acted like this to anyone else, they would never let you go outside.

  He can’t help but kiss her ear, and when she looks at him with a breathless, teary expression of bliss, he touches his lips to hers affectionately. The gatonine’s tongue dances with his, and he takes her on the bed a second time, lasting even longer than the first two times. She cums under him again, but he doesn’t stop, and he has to cover her mouth when she cries and moans, doing her best to suppress it, but the new experience of being touched beneath her tail has her completely drowning in ecstasy.

  When he finally does cum again deep in her soaking wet pussy, she is exhausted and panting, squeezing tightly to the bedding with her hands while her back arches. Rikuto flops down onto the bed behind her, cuddling with her as they both catch their breaths and relax after the intense mating.

  She does her best through her breathlessness to murmur, “Y-You may… wish to hold off… on that for a time… with her Majesty…”

  He chuckles softly and kisses her neck where he bit her. “Good thing I have you, then, huh?”

  She looks over her shoulder, her eyes still misty and her expression sweaty and spent. She manages a weak smile, and she slides in against him to comfortably spoon with him, wrapping his arms around her belly. “So long as you’ll have me, Daareen.”

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