A Prankster's Playful Passion (Lissa/Reader from Fire Emblem Heroes)

Despite the Winter Festival being an event intended for gift-sharing and spending quality time with those you cared about… Lissa was somehow tremendously exhausted.

A few of her friends and family had noticed and were unsure as to why, but you knew this girl like the back of your hand. Despite the festival's chill and relaxed nature, she had used it as an opportunity to test just how far her pranking skills had come.

You played the role of damage control in this little arrangement, making all the apologies on her behalf whenever a stray trap from the Aether Keep was pressed (how she managed to transport those to a battle-free festival was beyond you), or saving the day whenever someone fell into a pitfall they swore wasn’t there before! This way, your adorable partner could have her fun without causing too much chaos.

"Lissa, the Winter Festival isn't meant for pranks. You should be saving all these tricks for that one festival in the Spring," you criticized her for her decisions… though your tone was anything but serious. Who were you to scold her for something that brought her so much merry cheer during a festival intended to feel that exact feeling? It was all said playfully, for you knew she'd respond just as amusingly.

“Can you blame me?” Lissa, despite being so drained, remained giddy. She was typically joyful, but her cheerfulness was especially high after all the pranks she successfully performed! She was undeniably tired, but she was riding this high until she crashed and burned. “The looks on all their faces… it was too funny!”

Although these pranks of hers could rile up the anxiety a tad, she was at least conscious enough to only target those who would expect this kind of behavior from her. This way, it would be more of a challenge for her since the individuals she hunted were at least wise enough to have their guard up whenever she was around. Additionally, if they were to fall for a trick of hers, they’d pretty much brush it off as no more than a “Lissa got me again! Ah well!”.

There were always a few cases of irritation, but you were able to patch up any leaking frustration from those individuals, as well as make some notes specifying not to target those people with those kinds of traps in the future.

In the end, Lissa's joy was preserved, and above all else, you were happy she was having a splendid time.

This was also the first Winter Festival you were attending as husband and wife too, so this one was especially special. You had both given and received gifts as a couple this time, rather than just giving and receiving individually. It wasn’t a particularly massive change from the norm, but it was symbolic of how far your relationship had come.

You weren't just a normal married couple. Not anymore.

You were soulmates.

"Helloooo?" Lissa called out, snapping you away from your sappy thoughts. "You still in there?"

"Sorry, I was thinking about how much I love you," you justified why you had zoned out.

"...i-if you say so!" she tried her absolute best not to get flustered by that cheesy comment. "A-Anyway! As I was saying, can you blame me for doing all these tricks when the reactions are so good? Nobody expects Lissa to strike during the Winter Festival!"

“You’re not wrong,” you couldn’t help but agree with her point. The criticism was just playful scolding, after all. “Frederick trying to desperately warn Chrom of the pitfall he was about to fall into, only for Chrom to keep on approaching it? There’s only one word to describe that.”

“Priceless!” you both said in unison, prompting a lot of giggling on her part.

Though she was adorably upbeat, it was becoming increasingly difficult on her end to hold back how tired she was. Soon enough, she decided it was best to give in; her chuckling transitioned into a long yawn. Lissa decided she didn't mind expressing her exhaustion though; it was a good excuse to hold your hand so you’d be able to save her in case the tiredness made her fall.

…or maybe she was just feeling a little romantic. Regardless, you were happy to hold her hand.

When Lissa started to get especially clingy, humming to herself cheerfully as you headed back home, you had a feeling that no matter what, you were in for a good night.

But that was obvious, wasn’t it? Any night spent with Lissa was a good one. She was your beautiful wife. You couldn’t ask for anything greater.

“Hey…” she spoke softly, sounding a little sleepy, but you had a feeling she was quieting her voice purposefully to make sure the conversation was private… and a little more intimate too. “I think I’d like to unwind when we get home… celebrate the Winter Festival in a special way; you catch my drift?”

“Ah. So you want to have sex?”

“H-Hey!” she stumbled in her speech. “I was trying to be a little subtle!”

And you appreciated that!

It was just too tempting to tease her though! “Is that a no, then?”

“Of course it isn’t, you big dummy!” she poked you in the face. “It’s a yes. A hundred yeses!”

“Not a thousand?” you continued the charades.

“A thousand yeses was reserved for when you asked for my hand in marriage,” she answered. “...and you’ve already done that, so… poor you!”

You liked to tease Lissa, but she knew how to shut you down effectively. She’d just be incredibly romantic all of a sudden. That was your weakness… but was it really a weakness if you were proud of it?

“...but yes, sweetie…I… would like to do that…” Lissa’s tone grew a little nervous… which was a tad odd-- you had sex rather frequently, so it was a little confusing to hear her speak so bashfully!

You pondered as to why her embarrassment levels were reminiscent of your first time with her… or the time you married her and she almost cried while the vows were being made… but that was only because she managed to successfully prank someone during the wedding and almost died of laughter…

“You okay, Lis?” you weren’t worried… nope, not at all! Okay-- maybe a little, but no more than that. She was not delicate, after all!

“Oh, me?” she giggled. “I’m fiiine! I’m just feeling a little shy because I’m thinking about all the lewd things we’re going to do tonight… ehehe…"

…fair enough then.

It was probably going to be sooner than whatever her definition of ‘tonight’ was too. You were finally back home, and though it was tempting to face-plant onto the bed and rest your body, there were still some pressing matters to attend to.

The rays of the setting sun barely illuminating the room didn’t stop you from seeing the need in her eyes. The only thing stopping you and her now was how difficult it was at times to make that first step… mainly because neither of you were sure who was going to initiate.

But the atmosphere was perfect. The tension was there. Someone just had to act. Usually, it was you who did-

…it was not you who did so this evening.

Lissa lunged at you and smashed her lips against yours without warning, expressing an uncontrollable level of desire. It was both lust and love guiding her actions, and both were equally prominent.

Perhaps the bashfulness she was displaying earlier was actually because she was restraining herself from pouncing on you right there and then… perhaps...

You were glad she had held back. The privacy of the room was much preferred-- you wouldn’t be able to focus on worshiping her body if you were simultaneously concerned about attracting an audience. It wouldn't be possible to excuse it as a prank either.

Lissa’s kisses, despite being fierce in nature, were still soft and slow. However, it became apparent that she was merely warming up. Constant smooches quickly transitioned into something far thirstier when tongues came into play and started twirling around each other.

Though you were a little tired, Lissa was significantly more drained. For that reason, you decided it was best to take charge lest she use up her remaining energy… and besides, the things you had in mind may very well revitalize her.

If someone were to ask you what you loved about Lissa, the list would be endless. Her body was absolutely high up on that list though. She was petite, but also had curves in all the right places. Lissa didn't mind her body, but it took her some time to understand that you genuinely adored it. The strategy that ended up convincing her was body worship… and it was about time you showed your devotion to your goddess again.

It was always difficult to start the ceremony though! Whenever you and her ended up making out, it was challenging to escape the grasp of her lips! She was too greedy for smooches!

She'd always pout so adorably whenever you managed to escape her, but it was a short-lived expression. Her neck was weak, and targeting it would transition her face to one of glee.

Lissa was fairly immobilized in her tracks, but she was still aware enough to realize her festival clothing would soon be getting in the way. As you munched on her neck, she did her best to undress, though her speed was understandably slow. Her outfit being quite elaborate didn't help either, but she was determined to do it regardless of the difficulties; the kisses you'd subsequently smother her with would make it all worth it.

"H-Honey…" she mumbled, sounding so out of breath it was as if she had run a lap. "W-We should move to the bed…"

By this point, Lissa had taken off most of the upper part of her outfit, revealing her small but perky breasts. You decided this was enough for now, opting to guide your kisses down from her neck towards her collarbone. You stuck around there for a while purposefully, wishing to build up a reasonable level of anticipation… though you didn't linger long to avoid generating some unwanted frustration! You relocated to her boobs just in time, targeting her sensitive nipples with your lips, tongue, and then the entirety of your mouth.

“Ahh… s-slow down a bit, sweetie…” Lissa purred. “We’re in no rush~”

You hadn’t realized you were sucking on her nipples so thirstily, but you couldn’t blame yourself! They were always so sweet, and the way she reacted to them with constant shivering and hums was never not a joy to experience. Regardless, you did as she requested, slowing down your pacing so she could keep up. She played with your hair as you feasted upon her body, humming without end as you filled her with little bursts of pleasure.

Though her body was giving you much encouragement, there were certain things you wished to hear from her own voice before you continued. You briefly stopped kissing her all over, confusing her and making her pout. “Do you like it when I worship you, Lissa?”

It was a silly question with an obvious answer, but she responded nevertheless. “Y-Yes… so d-don’t stop… okay?”

You knew she’d say that. It was as thrilling as ever to hear her speak it in that whimsical voice of hers. She was sounding somewhere in-between dignified and lustful.

You resumed sampling your favorite Winter Festival treat, keeping her mesmerized by alternating between embracing her neck with the most shiver-invoking of kisses, and greedy yet passionate nipple-sucking. You could tell Lissa’s enjoyment was increasing by how the grip she had on her hair tightened, as if she was subconsciously beginning to fear you’d stop before she was satisfied.

For someone who had been through a long and tiring day, this kind of bodily worship was sorely needed. Lissa hums were still prominent, but you were hearing a few moans here and there, mostly from whenever you sucked hard on her nipples.

You were genuinely surprised she had lasted this long. It wasn’t some sort of inability to withstand pleasure, however, that had you shocked. She could go on for hours if she wanted to!

It was because by this point, she would have typically expressed a high level of impatience-- there was only so much teasing she could take before she demanded to-

“Hey, hey…” she spoke suddenly, interrupting your thoughts. “I love this, my dear… but I think I’m just about ready for something more intense, y’know?”

There it was. You could tell from her slightly squinted eyes alone that she was holding back quite a lot of lust. As unorthodox of a noble she was, she still was one, so there was some degree of dignity to be found during these moments.

It wouldn’t last, of course.

“Are you sure, my love?” you pondered, acting oblivious to her needs purposefully. “I think my goddess’s body requires more worship, do you not agree?”

“That is some entertaining flattery,” she commented. “But I cannot sit back and relax until your cock is inside me. Is that blunt enough, sweetie? If you’re so determined to worship me, do it with that big thing, hmm?”

You were wondering if she’d play along with the sophisticated language. You weren’t disappointed that she didn't, however. Her fruity language was fun too. It allowed you to witness some of that unparalleled lust leak through as well. She was doing well to keep it contained so far, but that would not last.

Satisfied you had teased your beautiful wife long enough, you decided to give her exactly what she wanted. You took off all your clothes in a flash while she worked on removing more of hers. There wasn’t much she was able to take off, but what was important was that she managed to take off her boots and stockings. Underneath that big poofy dress of hers was the prize you sought, so you promptly lifted it to reveal it. Unsurprisingly, Lissa was soaked; that was a good thing, for you wouldn’t be able to worship her efficiently if it wasn’t!

That large dress of hers was going to be a problem though. While it was cute that she was essentially nude underneath it, it was too poofy and would get in the way!

“You should probably take that off,” you advised her. You could make it work with it on… but its baggage was going to make things awkward, thus ruining the mood.

“But that’s effort…!” Lissa whined. “...hmm… you’re teasing me again, aren’t you?”

“Not this time,” you were honest. “I just think it'll be better if you take it off. Think of it this way-- if I have to keep it lifted up, I won’t be able to see your cute face.”

You were debatably still teasing her with that comment, but you weren’t wrong with that additional assessment. This was not an outfit designed to have sex in!

Lissa couldn’t counter your judgment… but that didn't mean she wished to give in straight away.

"If it's in the way, then maybe you should just rip it apart until it isn't..." she suggested.

"I don't think that's possible," you turned down the idea. "Complexity aside, it's made out of some strong material that is intended to withstand even the battlefield, so it won't be easy to-"

"H-Hey! I get it! I know all that, silly!" she interrupted you, pouting once more. "I was just trying to be all sexy and stuff… for you..."

...why did she look so sad?

You weren't a fan. Had she really thought she was being clever with that one? It was obviously cute, but…

"Heh," Lissa scoffed suddenly, subsequently smirking. "I actually managed to prank you today after all!"

So she did.

"That was a little mean, Lissa," you told her… though you weren't really that upset about it. She had targeted your greatest weakness-- your heart. A bit of a cheap shot on her end, but you couldn't be mad at her when it brought such an enormous smile to her face. It was arguably your fault for falling for those teary eyes of hers! You'd normally recognize them as fake, but your general arousal was mitigating how well your mind could adequately function. "I thought you were genuinely sad for a moment there."

"Well, it's a good thing I know just how to make it up to you, hmm?" Lissa segued back into lewd talk quickly. To show you she meant business, she started working on undoing her outfit. Removing that large bulky dress took some effort and time on her part, but it certainly did a good job of building up anticipation. She ultimately succeeded, and to keep the festive mood intact, she opted to keep her hat on. It was a little bizzare to see her essentially naked yet so decorated around the hair, but the look was sexy!

You almost complimented her on it, but your wife wasn’t in the mood for any more conversation. Her thirst had amplified. Her impatience? Even greater… or worse? Lissa laid down and spread her legs, catching your attention. Despite her confident aura, she was still shaking a little! It was almost like she was holding back an urge to beg for your cock. You weren't too sure though. Lissa didn’t mind acting non-ladylike, but she wasn't the type to lose herself so much to lust that she'd resort to begging.

…not this early on in the night, at least.

Even so, she didn't need to beg for something you were happily going to give her anyway.

“Here you go, honey,” she giggled. “Now, what are you waiting for, hurry up and-”

Lissa didn’t get to finish her sentence before she yelped in shock. You wasted no time in surprising her by pushing inside her abruptly, grabbing hold of her hands while you leaned forward.

It was seeing her spread legs that did the trick. It awakened a desire that couldn’t be withheld any longer.

How ironic. Here you were, applauding her for holding back so well… and well, you hadn’t!

But you didn’t mind being the first to give in. Lissa’s insides were always boiling hot and compact, and it was a joy to see a look of joint surprise and lust form on her face!

It was also an ample opportunity to have a bit of playful revenge after she fooled you with those puppy eyes of hers earlier.

Though her reactions to sex were volatile, Lissa was most fond of the slow and gentle kind of sex. It certainly contrasted her typical chaotic personality. You appreciated this kind of love-making too-- it was both pleasurable and relaxing, a combo that suited the situation well as you weren't sure if she currently had the energy for some fiercer sex.

Not right now, at least. Sex was simultaneously relaxing yet rejuvenating for her, so it was very possible she'd desire some rougher play later. The fact her expression was awfully giddy and her noises were non-stop suggested she was at her limit already… but you knew she could look even more sex-crazed and moan louder if she wanted to...

For the time being though, you were more than content with the slow pace. It felt gentle, passionate, and loving. Lissa was humming in delight with each gradual but breathtaking thrust. There was no need for vocal communication when the love radiating from each other's expressions spoke volumes.

Noticing she was getting a little fidgety with her arms, you decided to intersect your fingers with her own, locking her in place by the bed sheets.

"Someone's feeling a little naughty today…" Lissa giggled.

You were a little confused by her comment. It was nothing but a kind gesture on your part… until you realized you were essentially pinning her down. "Is it lewd to hold someone's hand...?"

"It's lewd to pin a lady down," she corrected you.

"You do realize we're having sex, right?" you pointed out how bizarre it was to single out that as lewd.

"Maybe…' she chuckled. "I can feel you inside me, but you're not going very fast!"

Such a cheeky comment...

How she was able to say that while maintaining that enormous grin was impressive. She had a dick firmly inside her, after all! You could tell it was requiring some considerable effort on her part though. Even if you weren't thrusting presently, the pressure of being opened up was absolutely still having an effect on her.

"And here I thought you being exhausted would make you prefer some soothing sex instead," you shared your assumption.

"You thought correctly!" her response was… confusing. "But then I thought… wouldn't it feel nice if I woke up limping tomorrow, hmm?"

...was this a prank in the making?

You weren't sure, but you didn't mind playing along.

"I don't think it would…"

"Shush! You know what I mean!" Lissa tried her best to avoid a playful tantrum. "Tomorrow, I want to be reminded constantly about just how much you r-ravaged me… aha..."

Ah. Alright. She was just very horny.

"That's quite a thing to say when you're all out of breath," you mentioned, noticing how shaky it was.

"See! You get it! I want to feel completely out of breath," your adorable and slightly crazy wife shared her wish. "Do you think you can do that for me, my love?"

You had a feeling Lissa was still riding the high from all those pranks. She was awfully giddy, and without a doubt the fact that you were in the midst of sex was influencing that. She was nothing short of a bundle of joy that wanted to experience even more joy!

"Maybe I can, maybe I can't," you played with her a little, curious to see if it would make her grow needy.

Lissa pouted immensely as predicted, but somehow managed to control her emotions.

"Enough chit-chat," Lissa was ready to conclude the conversation, and to back up her words, she wrapped not only her arms but also her legs around your body, pulling you closer to her. "Your mischievous little wife needs to be taught a lesson, don't you think? Ehehe~"

Hearing her hot breath against your ear as she whispered so adorably seductively to you…

It could only be described as heavenly.

...and very arousing, of course.

Lissa had the right idea. The banter was fun, but doing your part to make her face morph into one of extraordinary pleasure sounded more fun.

Thus, without warning her, you gifted her with one firm but rough thrust. She yelped in response, snickering a little heavily after. If she was in any way still sleepy, she certainly wasn't after that singular motion.

Of course, one thrust wasn't going to be enough. You accelerated significantly, exceeding your previous pace in no time. Lissa soon transformed from a cheeky giggling mess into an erotic moaning one, a transformation you were happy to see occur within mere moments. Lissa wasn't lying when she said she wanted it a little wild!

It was fortunate your home was fairly secluded-- these groans of hers were becoming shockingly loud, but you were happy for her to be as deafening as she wanted to be. Any noise that emerged from her lips was one you'd love regardless of what it was.

Her extreme volume wasn't random; it was a direct reaction to how swiftly you were pounding her. Though you could feel your body begging you to slow down, you had no desire to do so for a while… not until your darling wife was filled to the brim with satisfaction.

"...g-good… it feels… ah… s-so good…!" Lissa was barely able to function. Her distorted voice was beautiful. "I love you… I… ahh… l-love you… loooveeee youuuu… loveeeeee..."

"I love you too Lissa…" you were overjoyed at her words, of course, but you also saw an opportunity. "But what happened to 'enough chit-chat', hmm?"

Lissa didn't respond. It wasn't because she didn't want to. She simply couldn't anymore, for she was just too overpowered by bliss.

Therefore, you continued the pressure, eager to hear even more delightful noises from her. It was not the only form of motivation on your side, however. Her insides were ridiculously hot and compact, a combination that felt divine to sink your cock in and out of. The friction was sublime, and despite the tightness, it was still easy to continuously pound her.

...easy for someone with energy, that is. You didn't notice at first, but your pacing was beginning to significantly slow down. It was still blissful, but you weren't convinced you had the reserves to give her what she desired anymore.

Lissa didn't seem to notice the change in pressure at first, likely because she was already so engulfed with pleasure. She continued to scream over and over with bliss, only stopping when her lungs demanded she paused.

It was just as well she was approaching her limits, for as much as you wished to keep going, you had depleted your reserves. You collapsed on top of her, so close yet so far to your climax.

Fortunately, she was much closer to hers than you thought. Your final push inside her tickled her walls and cervix just the right way, sending her over the edge. When her insides tightened up dramatically and her voice amplified to new heights, you felt your being creep ever close to the edge. Unfortunately, everything that was going on was a little too much for your poor senses and you couldn't focus, preventing you from reaching that peak.

“Cah… Cah… miiinggg…” her warning came, but it was honestly redundant by this point.

That didn’t mean it wasn’t cute though. Her voice was barely recognizable, but it was still cute!

You were simultaneously glad and frustrated. Naturally, the positive feeling was from the fact you had brought your wonderful wife to a heavenly orgasm… but you were a little frustrated you weren’t able to reach your own! It was all your fault, however-- your commitment to prioritizing your wife’s pleasure meant you hadn’t given much thought to your own.

…but that wasn’t so bad, was it? Lissa looked happy. Beyond happy. Though her body was barely operating, she was still finding the energy to laugh so cheerfully.

“Sorry… I need a moment…” you apologized for still being on-top of her. You weren’t particularly worried you were crushing her, but you hoped she wasn’t feeling uncomfortable.

“N-No, it’s okay…” Lissa mumbled, shocking you that she was able to respond fairly coherently at all. “I… need a moment… to breathe…

You stayed put for some time, simply enjoying the warmth of the other… before you realized that she’d breathe a lot easier if you weren’t on top of her!

It took quite some time to roll off her body… mainly because of the warmth and cuddliness of her figure… as well as how tranquil her insides still felt, even now.

“...hey… I liked you on top of me like that…” Lissa groaned. Her tone was one of annoyance, but it was also cheeky and playful. “You didn’t do it because you thought you were hurting me, right? I’m not delicate, you know…”

Oops.

She wasn’t wrong to think that. You were admittedly a little worried you were hurting her, but at the same time, you knew it wouldn’t be good to stick around on top of her.

“Truthfully, I was a little worried…” you confessed. “But I was more concerned that I’d fall asleep on top of you.”

Lissa rolled her eyes. “You say that like it’s a bad thing.”

“It is if you wake up feeling sore.”

“I want to wake up feeling sore!”

“From fucking, not me using you as a pillow.”

Lissa sighed and yielded, not able to fight back against that detail.

“Well then…” Lissa murmured quietly. Satisfied she had regained her breath well enough, your wife sat up and stretched her arms, sounding more awake than ever. “Let’s make sure that happens then, shall we?”

Eager to revitalize the mood, Lissa did something that rejuvenated your mind and body with arousal. She lowered her head onto your crotch and planted the most teasing kiss on your glans, briefly listening to your breathing worsen before she continued. She did so by smooching your dick from top to bottom, smothering it in the softness of her lips. Each kiss was quick and to the point, resulting in an accumulation of shivers.

Although she was clearly being teasing on purpose, she didn’t stick to this phase for long… primarily because she couldn’t resist the urge to escalate things herself!

Before you knew it, she was once again kissing the tip of your member… but instead of retreating her lips, she pushed them forward, giving your cock the duty of opening her mouth up. It did so successfully. Your cock effortlessly slipped into an incredible level of humidity that tickled every sensitive part, yielding a breathtaking amount of pleasure. It wasn’t quite as hot as her pussy, but her mouth was capable of some great things too. For instance, Lissa was fond of sucking in her cheeks so they’d squeeze and slide against your shaft. Additionally, she always adored experimenting with how much raw dick she could take in.

You were fond of remembering the first time she did this to you. She was charmingly timid during the beginning, but that feeling soon dispersed when she started… replaced by frustration instead. She wasn’t able to make it past your glans at all!

Lissa wasn’t going to let such an obstacle stop her though.

…which resulted in her taking way too much and gagging quite a bit, which disheartened her further.

Fortunately, Lissa had come a long way since then. When it came to cocksucking, she definitely wasn’t delicate anymore! You had lost count over the number of blowjobs she had given. Nevertheless, each one had trained her bit by bit.

But she hadn’t reached the final frontier yet. She could take most of your cock inside her mouth… but not all of it.

“...don’t overexert yourself, Lissa,” you warned her, already having a sneaky suspicion your wife was going to attempt to take in more than she could handle.

Lissa ignored your comment, sucking on your glans for a moment as she prepared herself mentally. Once she felt ready, she took more of your cock inside her mouth… and more… and more…

When over three quarters was in, you noticed she was starting to struggle… but this wasn’t going to stop her. Not today.

When you felt the tip of her nose tickle your skin, you knew she had accomplished her goal.

Lissa couldn’t keep it fully contained within her for long, ejecting it swiftly in a storm of saliva. Your shaft was shimmering with her spit, and her face looked quite messy too.

It was a look that pairs well with that giddy laughter she was letting loose.

“Ah… ah… look… I finally did it…” she sounded ridiculously happy. However, while such an achievement called for a moment of celebration, Lissa was not in the mood for your praise. It’s not that she didn’t want it… it was more so that she wanted to keep sucking your dick, and that’s exactly what she did!

Driven by an uncontrollable lust, Lissa started bobbing her head up and down. She was dominated by a desire to please you, likely due to the breathtaking orgasm you had given her. Lissa wished to return the favor, and if she kept this up, she was going to accomplish her objective in a matter of moments.

Not wishing to disturb her breathing too much, Lissa took her time with the dicksucking, opting for an approach that involved taking a lot in but at a slow pace.

It made sense. Despite how eager she was today, slow but passionate was typically her thing, and she was more than happy to show off just how far she had come. Her eyes always darted up to look at you whenever she took in your entire length, as if she wished to gauge your reaction so she could tell if she was doing a good job or not. You weren’t really sure what your face currently looked like, but it was gratifying enough to escalate her lust! Though it was a gradual change, she was beginning to accelerate her bobs, which in turn made things feel even more magnificent. The blowjob, once lustful yet still dignified, was beginning to lose much of the latter. That wasn’t so bad, for its replacement was pure sloppiness.

Lissa was giving in to her hunger. As if she had randomly decided your cock was the tastiest treat ever, she started to suck wildly and hastily. She mixed things up frequently by taking your entire length into her mouth, testing to see how long she could keep it concealed before she had to release it in yet another messy saliva storm. Her mouth was covered in slobber by this point, and of course, your cock was drenched in it. Lissa was more than happy to keep it lubricated in consistently fresh batches too.

The raw consistency of her speed and the pleasure was too much for you to handle. You gave in to your urges, attempting to warn her vocally, but no words would come out. Luckily, Lissa could tell what was coming from how much you were fidgeting and shaking, so when the first rope of cum launched into her mouth, she merely closed her eyes and focused on sucking and swallowing.

Though she typically preferred letting  you cum on her face or body( it was debatably another form of worship), she was eager to swallow today. She often refrained from doing so since it didn’t mesh well with her gag reflex, but now… she was far past that. Swallowing your lover’s seed was a good way to show your appreciation for them too, so it was festively appropriate!

Or something like that. You weren’t too sure what the heck you were thinking because your mind was numb. It felt too good! Overpoweringly good!

Lissa swallowed, and swallowed, and swallowed… until there was nothing else to drink.

While it was saddening it was a short-lived moment, you were kind of glad as well! The pressure and pleasure really was that intense! If it were to go on for longer, you weren’t convinced you’d be able to cling onto consciousness.

As some cum leaked from her mouth and slid down your member, Lissa finally (and very, very slowly) ejected your mass from her mouth, licking it like a lollipop to capture the cum that had escaped.

“Ehehe…” she giggled unstably. You’d never grow tired of her laughter. It was satisfying to hear and radiated her happiness no matter how fractured it was. “That was yummy… but…”

“...but…?”

“I want more, darling~” she gave you an answer… opting for a soft, gentle tone, knowing full well it would work wonders on you, and indeed it did. “I think… you should fill up my pussy next…”

So she wanted to play a risky game next, huh?

Ordinarily, you would have criticized her for wanting to do something so reckless.

But you weren’t exactly in the right state of mind to do so, and neither was she, hence her suggestion.

Nevertheless, it would be quite a magnificent end to a magnificent day… so why not?

Potential consequences were for your future selves to worry about…. and besides, if something did happen, you doubted you’d regret it.

Lissa was impatient and cared not for your answer. Though her body was a little shaky (likely due to excitement rather than exhaustion this time), she successfully managed to climb onto your lap. She gripped your cock fiercely, her strong yet soft grasp more than enough to keep you hardened, and positioned it skyward. It took a moment for her to find the point of penetration thanks to how jittery she was, but she eventually found her mark.  She kept her grin intact (albeit with some understandable difficulty) as your cock slid back into its home… and she didn’t stop until she had impaled herself on your entire shaft.

“Ah… this feels wonderful…” she cooed. “Let… me… do all the work now… honey…”

Her voice sounded absolutely drained, contrasting how energetic her body was. You weren’t sure where this strength was coming from, but you weren’t complaining! If she was fated to crash and burn later, then at least she’d be able to do so within the embrace of the person she loved.

“Honey… look at me…” she sounded desperate in her voice suddenly, but you soon learned why. She wanted you to see something. Something very special.

It was rare for Lissa to let her hair down. She adored her twintails, after all.

But she had discovered that she didn’t mind doing so during intimacy. With a smile on her face, she unleashed her natural hair from its confines after tossing the hat she was wearing away.

Your first thought was that it definitely needed some brushing!

…or did it?

In a way, letting her hair loose so it could dance wildly was fitting for how instinctive and feral sex could be. The fact that it looked completely untamed was even better. You vowed to enjoy the view while you could.  Lissa wouldn’t keep her hair this way forever since it could get in the way for certain positions, but you weren’t even sure if you’d even reach that point, so maybe you’d get lucky.

Lissa soon resumed riding your cock, not wanting to remain idle for any longer. Feeling your member breach her deepest parts over and over through her own strength and will alone was sublime.

“Do you… like it… dear?” Lissa asked a question with a very obvious answer, but she elaborated before you could so anyway. “I want… this… to be the… ah… the highlight… of the festival…”

There were so many cheesy comments you could make in response to that. It was unbearably tempting to tell her that her presence alone was your highlight, or something along those lines.

Begrudgingly, you decided it was best not to. Some sudden fluster may disrupt her rhythm and her incredible energy. Either that, or lead to a completely unnecessary but amusing conversation… and while that wasn’t so bad, you truthfully didn’t want anything to disrupt this incredible bliss you were experiencing, nor whatever incredible pleasure she was feeling either!

Lissa’s pace was quickening up dramatically too. She was entering a state where even the slightest form of distraction would completely take her out of her trance, and that wouldn’t be good.

Therefore, you simply watched. You watched as her small breasts jiggled up and down. You watched as she started to salivate while she moaned heavily. You watched as your cock was constantly swallowed and released by her greedy pussy.

Somehow, Lissa was able to keep up this rhythm for a significant amount of time. You weren’t sure how she hadn’t ran out of fuel yet. Perhaps her lust was that great? Or was it her determination to return the favor? Either way, it was a sight you hoped wouldn’t leave your mind anytime soon. Your wife looked both beautiful and sexy.

In an amusing twist of fate, you started to notice something very familiar was occurring.

Lissa had made the decision to start speeding up, and while it was impressive she was managing to ride you so crazily fast, you couldn’t ignore how much she was sweating now, nor how much she was shaking.

...she was making the same mistake that you had made.

Too eager to take a shortcut to the end, she had disrupted the pacing that maintained her energy. She had gotten carried away.

As impressive as her adrenaline was, it just wasn’t enough to shield her from the inevitability of her fatigue. Lissa, at long last, reached the point of overexertion.

Your adorable wife crashed and burned just as you suspected she would, but your body was there to cushion her fall. You wrapped your arms around her without hesitation, holding her firmly, wanting to subconsciously reassure her that she was safe.

“...ah… sorry… I… ah…” she tried to apologize, but her voice was quiet against her rough and intense breathing.

“It’s okay, Lissa,” you held her for a moment, stroking her hair gently as she struggled to breath. “Let me take charge again. If we stop now… you’re not going to wake up sore, are you?”

Normally, you wouldn’t even consider continuing until she had recuperated.

But you knew that deep down, she wanted this.

Lissa had a simple wish but lacked the energy needed to accomplish this. Fortunately, her loving husband had recovered just enough to help her reach that breaking point.

Despite her fall, you were still deep inside her… and it was very enjoyable to see her reaction to your sudden thrust. It alone prevented her from falling into a slumber.

Though your pace wasn’t as wild as before, it was certainly enough to continuously bring you both closer to your second climaxes of the day. The end was in sight and you were happy to do your part to overcome these final hurdles.

Deciding to take advantage of the position you were in, you relocated your hands to her ass, squeezing her cheeks. Lissa cooed in response, encouraging you to enjoy how bubbly and squishy her ass was. It helped keep her body in place too as you constantly thrusted in and out of her pussy, allowing you to not only maintain your current rhythm, but speed up a little too. She was essentially completely at your mercy… and that was good for an individual who wished to wake up sore.

Lissa rested by your neck, drooling a little onto your chest. There was no doubt she was on the verge of falling asleep now, but she wasn’t going to give up until she experienced one final burst of bliss. Regardless of her physical state, that didn’t prevent her grip around you from being strong and stable. This girl wasn’t going to let go any time soon!

Eventually, the angle of your thrusts started hitting Lissa in just the right place, itching her most sensitive spot. If she hadn’t already exhausted her voice, she’d probably be screaming again. You missed them to an extent, but those little cries of joy she was letting out was an adorable replacement.

“...can’t… handle.. ah… love… love you… love you… c… cah…”

You thought you had heard her voice as its most distorted, but now it was barely recognizable yet alone hearable.

But it was still your Lissa, so you understood what she was trying to communicate.

“Cum for me, Lissa~”

You doubted the encouragement was necessary, but you figured you’d pay her back for breathing so warmly into her ear. The sensation made her shiver and subsequently tighten up, making you suspect that little trick was the trigger!

“C-Cum… w-with… meeeee…!” she made her final request.

…and it was fortunately quite an easy one to grant! It was all thanks to her own climax, for it enveloped your cock in such a tight yet pleasurable grip. It was blissful to know that Lissa’s orgasm had triggered your own, and you were happy to reward her by also enhancing hers by flooding her womb full with your seed.

“F-Feel it… warm… so warm…!”

Your orgasm felt as mind-boggling as when you came in her mouth, but this time, there was a boiling heat surrounding your cock that made things feel even more heavenly! You weren’t sure just how much semen you were letting out… but you had a feeling it was a lot. Lissa’s pussy was tightening up in all the right ways, as if it desired to milk you dry.

…and it probably was.

Senses started to blur as you both experienced tranquility, but even so, the warmth of each other’s bodies was always prominent.

You knew your climax had come to a close when a surge of extraordinary exhaustion surged throughout your body.

Lissa doubtlessly experienced the same feeling, and succumbed to it far quicker than you expected.

…she was already snoring.

…which was ridiculously cute!!

It was tempting to join her immediately, but you had one final thing to do first.

You reached for the covers of the bed that had been kicked away at some point, slowly but surely dragging it over you and her. This way, you could both enjoy a comfortable and cozy sleep without any cold chills getting in the way during the night.

“...I love you, Lissa,” you spoke quietly to her, kissing her on the forehead.

Lissa stirred a little, and though she didn’t say anything in return, she was smiling warmly.

“Ilooveeeeyoutoooooo…”

She was still a little conscious, it seemed, but definitely not for long if that super sleepy tone had anything to say about it.

You didn’t mind though. You were just happy you had heard something so ridiculously adorable!

___

“It’s not fair!”

Lissa was not happy when she woke up.

Well, that was a bit of a lie.

Anyone would be happy waking up within the comforting embrace of their spouse. Lissa was no exception, but once the morning smooches and cuddles had concluded and she was ready to get out of bed, she noticed something that brought much frustration.

“I don’t feel sore at all! I’m not limping!”

“...is that really such a bad thing?” you pondered.

“Well, no…” she admitted. “But also yes! I wanted to feel my legs completely drained of energy! I wanted to have a stutter to my walk! I even wanted people to see me and realize immediately what had happened to me last night…”

“...are you serious about that last one?” you pointed out how ridiculously absurd that comment was… even if it was strangely hot too.

“Maybe, maybe not!” Lissa winked. “Regardless… I’m still a little disappointed! But I think I know why! We should have gone for it for hours!”

“...Lissa, dear… you were barely functioning after a single hour,” you enjoyed her enthusiasm, but she had to face the facts here.

“Solution! We dedicate an entire day to fucking!” she suggested. “You can fuck me really hard! That’ll definitely do a number on me!

…how could she say that so… nonchalantly?

“Lissa… you scare me sometimes.”

“I know, but you love it! And… now that I think about it…” she spoke quietly, scratching her chin as if she was deducing some sort of murder. “Isn’t today a completely free day for us, hmm? Wink wink, nudge nudge!”

The timing of her idea couldn’t have been better, for her tummy started to rumble.

The subsequent pout and tantrum was fascinating to witness, but Lissa managed to compose herself after being pranked by fate itself.

“Fine, fine, let’s eat first, okay?” Lissa couldn’t fight back against an empty stomach. Stubborn as she was, she wasn’t that stubborn.

The walk to the dining hall proved to be far more interesting than you anticipated it to be.

People were giving Lissa, and you, very strange looks.

You weren’t particularly sure as to why at first… until you noticed that her walking was awkward. It was slow… and stuttery…

As if realizing you had noticed, she looked at you, winked, and stuck out her tongue.

“...pranked again!”

Clever.

Very clever.

But surely she knew that lying about it would encourage you to make her even more sore once you returned to your room? Surely she was aware that-

…

Of course she was!

You knew Lissa’s pranks well, but that didn’t mean you were immune to her trickery. She was always conjuring up new ones with that creative mind of hers. That was how she had tricked you twice recently.

…and all you could think about now was how you wanted to show your… appreciation… for how well she had tricked you… which was also what she wanted!!

“Well played, Lissa,” you applauded her. “Well played.”

“Thank you, darling,” she accepted the praise. “You’re more than welcome to reward me for my efforts later, kaaaay?”

You had played right into her hands, but honestly, was that really a bad thing?

Not only was her idea of a ‘reward’ especially rewarding for you too… but it was making her smile so gosh damn much! It wouldn’t fade at all.

…perhaps you’d fall for a few more tricks on purpose just to see that joy on her face.

So long as no frogs were involved, anything would be worth that smile.