(Biweekly Poll Winner) Peerless, Precious, and Preposterous (L'Arachel/L'Arachel/Kiran from Fire Emblem)

There was nothing greater than experiencing a sight for sore eyes. Your day had been plagued by an abundance of paperwork, and it didn't help that you were behind on your duties. As magnificent as your role as the Summoner was, you couldn't escape the dull formalities.

Fortunately, a moment of respite had been offered with the appearance of L'Arachel. Once, her presence would be a concerning one due to her extravagant personality, but over time it had won you over… somehow.

Well, you knew how; it was very fun to see that confident attitude fade away during intimacy, and even more entertaining to see her try to prevent it. In the end, she'd always turn into a loud, sweating mess, and forsake any elegance, replacing it with demands for more…

...it was a little troubling that merely seeing her conjured up so many horny thoughts, but considering how beautiful she was, you couldn't blame yourself too much. It certainly didn’t help that she was a little bit of a nymphomaniac, though she’d never display such behavior in public, so there wasn’t much to fear. Even if she was confident enough, this wasn’t the time nor place for such activities!

You were worrying yourself too much. She was merely here to say hello, that you were certain of!

"Hey…" she spoke softly, sounding like something was on her mind. Her tone was tremendously unusual; she'd try her best to remain cheerful even while feeling down, so you were very concerned. That was certainly a way to rid yourself of inappropriate thoughts. "...I need your help with something."

It had to be serious for her to visit you during work hours. "What with?"

You spoke to her calmly, happy to listen to her thoroughly and provide what advice you could.

L'Arachel was uncharacteristically nervous, and she was unable to maintain eye contact. Her blush was also very prominent.

Was she ill?

You discovered your answer quickly when L'Arachel did something you were not anticipating. Raising her dress slightly, she revealed her dripping thighs, and the very obvious lack of underwear.

...well then. So much for your earlier assumption.

"I know you're busy…" she muttered. "But… I really, really need your help… do you know what I mean?"

She had never done anything this risky before, so you could understand her nervousness. However, you were rightfully concerned. Her inevitable moans could attract unwantedindividuals who may end up eavesdropping, and that likelihood was far higher than you wanted it to be since there were no locks on your door. She knew this too, but it wasn't enough to defeat her urge to be pleasured.

...it was frankly, ridiculous.

But you were feeling rather thirsty… so it wasn't enough to deter you either.

"On the desk," you instructed her, moving aside some of your paperwork to give her room. "If someone walks in, I doubt they’ll question you being an adorable nuisance... so long as they don't see what's happening in front."

L'Arachel did as she was told, simply wanting to get to business as soon as possible. She climbed onto the desk, sitting by the edge and dangling her legs off. She promptly opened them up, revealing her soaked snatch.

"Please…"

In hindsight, you couldn't blame her for being so worked up. The princess's adoration for sex had grown since your first encounter with her, but a busy week had prevented you from satisfying her as much as she would have liked. Attempting to find relief by visiting you during work was a daring move, but you believed she deserved to be rewarded for it.

Remaining sat down would limit your movement, so you stood up and immediately sunk in. Those earlier horny thoughts had come back with a vengeance, but you were happy to indulge.

She had been turned on for quite some time. The immediate volume of her moans, as well as how much liquid she was leaking, made that very clear.

"Ah… f-finally… I needed this… especially after seeing her get all touchy-feely with you earlier…"

Jealous as ever, it seemed.

There was a notable factor that had contributed to this girl's brewing lust, and that was the presence of another L'Arachel who had recently arrived in Askr.

Different versions of individuals weren’t a rarity, and they tended to have different characteristics that set them apart. For instance, this new L'Arachel was younger and seemingly very innocent, but she was quick to notice the relationship you had with her older self, and that revealed that your favorite princess had always been quite the devilish one.

The younger one hadn't done anything too crazy, merely asking for hugs, but that was more than enough to make her older counterpart jealous. Did it matter that she was the one actively having sex with you? Absolutely not. Regardless, it prompted her to escalate how many times you had sex throughout the week, as if she was fearful you'd forsake her for the more youthful version of her. You had no plans to do that, even if her alternate self was an adorable thing.

The knowledge that the older one felt so threatened and got so riled up by the younger one was amusing. One would think it would be a reverse situation.

But you were alright with their little skirmishes. You wouldn't be tasting this delicious treat otherwise, and she wouldn't have offered herself in such a location either. The thrill of it all was incredibly enticing, and you were more than happy to drill your tongue inside her hole, and tease her clit with greedy licks.

...but you soon found yourself awfully distracted by something very unexpected. It was something you could easily deal with… but not currently, lest it arouse too much suspicion. Instead, you opted to back away momentarily, feigning a need to breathe, allowing you to glance downwards. All you noticed was a familiar hue of hair before L'Arachel grabbed your head and forced you back in, this time squeezing you with her thighs; she was not happy about you backing away, apparently. Not wanting to disappoint her, you put more energy into eating her out, but it was a challenge to focus.

...the reason for that was simple, yet outrageous. Someone was working on fishing your cock out of your clothes, and thanks to your lover's intervention, you couldn't do a thing.

Why did her thighs have to be so strong?!

...but there was one consolation… sort of. The tint of hair you briefly saw was indistinguishable. It only belonged to L'Arachel, and since the girl in question was busy experiencing heaven, that meant…

It seemed your lover did have a reason to be fearful of her younger self, after all!

You knew L'Arachel was always the daring devil, but not on this level!

...and it was these very same greedy characteristics that prevented you from acting at all. All you could do was continue to eat L'Arachel out… while L'Arachel's hand grabbed your exposed cock and started to stroke it.

You heard her giggle, but they were promptly eclipsed by her counterpart's deafening moans.

There was only one obvious solution to this problem. You had to bring your L'Arachel to orgasm as fast as possible, and hope that she left after being satisfied, so then you'd be able to deal with the troublemaker and-

You felt a shiver of pleasure course through your body, all thanks to a humid feeling surrounding your member. You didn't need to see to know what was happening. Little L'Arachel was in the midst of taking your dick into her mouth, and you could feel her experiment with how much she could take in. You weren't shocked to feel that warmth surround more of your cock, merely because you knew your favorite princess lacked a strong gag reflex.

It was insane. Insanely terrifying, yet insanely pleasurable.

Soon enough, she was happily deepthroating you, making all sorts of sexy sounds. Both were completely unable to hold back their voices, and hearing them both was sublime… and scary.

You were in quite a challenging situation. The best you could do was just… embrace it. After all, there were a pair of soft thighs keeping you comfortable, and soft lips keeping your most sensitive spot enveloped in heat.

"Ah… I'm… so close…!" L'Arachel purred, her voice on the verge of breaking. She was reaching her end far faster than usual, and whether that was a testament to how horny she was, or a result of your own effort being higher than usual thanks to a certain somebody… well, it didn't matter. You were happy to gaze up and see her eyes flickering, the girl barely able to keep them open, and her mouth refusing to close whatsoever.

When she started to cry out your name with an intensifying higher pitch, concluding with a crackling scream, you knew she was reaching her climax. Despite the crazy situation you were in, you were still determined to grant her a heavenly climax. You dug your tongue deep inside her and used a hand to stimulate her clit, and these sudden sensations helped bring her over the edge.

You did it not just for pleasure, but as a means to distract your mind from your own. The one under the desk had detected your significant shivering, prompting her to continuously sick you off fast and fiercely… just the way you liked it. It was miraculous she was able to figure out how to give a blissful blowjob so quickly! That was L'Arachel for you.

Your attempt to ignore her, however, had failed. As your ears were bombarded by the deafening yet beautiful sounds of your L'Arachel cumming, you came with her. To make the moment even more amazing, she cried out your name too. The only way to dampen your own voice was to sink your tongue deep inside her orgasming pussy, and it worked, allowing you to experience the tranquility of your own orgasm, while enhancing hers.

Ultimately, L'Arachel loosened her grasp, likely due to her exhausted energy. You hastily sat back down, finally able to see the thirsty girl down below who, upon noticing you were looking at her, ejected your cock at a slow but steady pace. Once done, she planted a messy kiss on your glans, and smirked mischievously.

"That was wonderful…" L'Arachel giggled, her voice somewhat recovered, but still shaky. You returned to maintaining eye contact with her, hoping the mischief-maker down below would stay put for a while, at least long enough for you to get her older version out of the room first. "Do you… want to do more?"

"I'd love to, L'Arachel, but I do have work to get on with," you tried your best to sound calm and collected.

You expected a frown or adorable pout from her, but she oddly chuckled instead.

"Well, we'll see," she scoffed in amusement. Her attitude made you wonder if she was going to try to seduce you further, but instead, she shuffled her body around and leapt off the desk, turning back around to smile at you. "We'll see how much work you get done. After all, you're going to be thinking of me non-stop for the rest of the day. I already know you're thinking about me swallowing your cock whole, and filling my mouth up with cum... and I'm sure you're also going to be thinking about filling up my womb too…"

Seduction it was, but its effects were drastically reduced since her counterpart had sexually exhausted you already, rendering her attempts futile.

"That's not going to work," you responded to her with a playful tone. So long as she didn't stick around too long, that statement would remain true.

"What isn't? I'm just stating the truth," she smirked, just like her alternate self. "Now then… I hope the rest of your day is a pleasurable one!"

...what the heck was she talking about, and why was she walking away? Why was she giggling endlessly? Why was she leaving?!

Was she just... not putting up a fight? Granted, that was a good thing, but it was particularly perplexing; it was ultra uncharacteristic!

You decided not to give it too much thought. You merely sighed, looking down at the troublemaker who had snuck into your little work-room at some point.

She was smiling widely, but before you could scold her, she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue.

It was covered in your semen.

Knowing you had seen it, she promptly closed her mouth and exaggeratedly swallowed.

You were stunned.

...which inevitably led to her laughing uncontrollably at your reaction. Quite the reaction from somebody whose face was painted red.

“That was delicious,” she purred. “You came so much too… hehe…”

You sighed, attempting to put your dick back inside your clothes, but L’Arachel reacted fast and returned her soft hand to it, freezing you in your tracks. She wasn’t going to let you go that easily. You should have honestly known better.

“...what are you doing here?” you asked, hoping to at least gain some answers.

L’Arachel acknowledged your question by refusing to answer, deciding to jerk you off a little instead. Her motions were minimal and teasing, making it quite the challenge to resist her.

You knew what she was trying to do. She was trying to get you fully hard again! Your sexual fatigue could only last so long, and while nothing was stopping you from just outright leaving the room… something was preventing you from doing so. Was it the fear of her telling her older counterpart what she had done? Was it a strange sense of excitement originating from the fact that her mouth felt especially compact and warm? Were your own L’Arachel’s seductive comments still lingering in your head?

“Oooh… you’re getting hard~” she laughed. She wasn’t wrong. All it had taken was an abundance of inappropriate thoughts. “Do you like my hand? Do you like being jerked off by it? I bet mine feels softer and smoother than hers.”

Why did these girls have to be so competitive with each other?!

“...answer the question,” you tried your best to sound stable.

“I saw you and her going at it once,” she answered honestly. “I decided I wanted you as well, and considering how rock-hard you are now, I think you want me too. Am I wrong?”

“...I…” you opened your mouth to respond, but no words came out.

L’Arachel giggled again, finally releasing your member, but she decided to do something that further intoxicated your mind. She gradually climbed onto your lap, letting your cock poke out from between her thighs.

However, she wasn’t just doing this for the sake of wanting to sit on something, nor cuddle. L’Arachel leaned forward, resting her head on your shoulder and blowing lightly into your ear.

“I want you to have sex with me~”

She snickered shortly afterward, not because of what she was saying, but rather because she felt your entire body tremble in response.

“I can’t do that…” you responded, but your voice was low in volume.

She backed away slightly, smiling as mischievously as ever. “Aren’t you curious?”

“...curious about what?”

You knew by this point that she had you wrapped around her finger.

Despite her younger appearance, she was still L’Arachel-- the girl who you frankly found irresistible.

What you found puzzling was how she was this confident. During your first time with your L’Arachel, she was anything but courageous. She stuttered often, and although the prospect of having sex for the first time was exciting for her, it was equally frightening. It was only after you had done it a few times that she really started to love it.

Perhaps seeing her older self actively having sex had triggered this? If her counterpart could do it, then so could she! It seemed reasonable, albeit still outrageous.

“You must be curious about what it would be like to take the beautiful princess of peerless beauty’s virginity-- for a second time.”

Ah… that was a thought you had not considered until this point.

“See?” L’Arachel noticed your silence. “I can feel your big cock twitching. You want to be inside me, don’t you? You want to violate me…”

How could such a devious little creature cause such disarray to your mind?!

Once again, she darted her head a little forward, enough to tickle your ear with her hot breath.

“You wanted her to stay, didn’t you?” she asked. “Eating her out wasn’t enough-- you wanted to fuck her too, but she left. But that’s okay! I’m here… and I’m much tighter…”

You weren’t sure what to think anymore.

Therefore, you let your natural instincts take over, and they had a clear objective in mind.

L’Arachel was shocked to feel your lips against hers, but the knowledge that she won you over dismantled any brewing nerves, replacing them with the utmost confidence. You bombarded her with a series of kisses before you realized it wasn’t quenching your lust, prompting you to dash your tongue against her lips. You weren’t sure if she opened her mouth immediately because of a lack of hesitation or due to the surprise, but you took full advantage of her response nevertheless. Your tongue was larger than hers, and as much as she tried to fight back, it could not gain the upper hand.

You were such a fool.

Not because you had given in to her seductive ways, of course!

Rather, you felt foolish for forgetting it would be VERY EASY to dominate this girl.

...and considering how she had treated you so far, you were suddenly very excited.

She was a confident little thing, but she had forgotten a very crucial fact.

You already knew all her weak spots.

When you broke away from her mouth, she was panting vigorously, likely still processing the ambush. Regardless, her cocky attitude was beginning to return in the form of chuckles and smirks, but those wouldn’t last long.

She yelped when you struck her again with even more kisses, but this time, you aimed at her neck.

L’Arachel didn’t know that she was extraordinarily sensitive there, but you did. You accordingly spared her no mercy, using her distorted moans of shock and joy as fuel.

As much as you knew she liked being embraced around the neck, her collarbone was what really set her off. Unfortunately, they were covered by two purple straps that helped keep her outfit intact, and while it wouldn’t be too tricky to remove them the ordinary way… you were not patient, instead pulling on them and ripping them off entirely.

It was a good move in the end, for her upper attire was held together by it alone, and without the support, her chest was left fully exposed. Unsurprisingly, she wasn’t wearing a bra-- your princess never did either, though that was only a recent development so they would be easier for you to access.

As you started to nibble on her collarbone, you roughly grabbed her breast with one hand, feeling what was definitely the most significant difference between the two girls. Your L’Arachel had large and squishy tits… but this one? Not so much. She was still growing, meaning she wasn’t flat, but there wasn’t a whole lot to play with. It mattered little though, since it was fun to hear her confused yet joyful squeals at a man touching her inappropriately for the first time. Her voice amplified tremendously when your hand rubbed her nipple, and you spent a considerable amount of time stimulating it with light twists and turns while you nibbled on her body. You took turns, prioritizing a different breast while shifting between her neck and her soft shoulders.

You were obsessed with all these adorable moans she was letting out! They were higher pitched than the ones you were used to hearing, and something about that was immensely sexy.

Despite your relentless onslaught, L’Arachel said nothing. Not that you could blame her, of course, since she was quite literally unable to stop crying out in joy, but you figured she would have said something at this point.

In the end, it really didn’t matter. She seemed content with you having fun with her body, and you were happy to indulge. Once your desire for something new could not be resisted, you wrapped your arms around her and stood, taking her up with you. It provided her a moment of respite, that is, until you placed her on your desk and worked on removing the rest of her outfit. As complex as it looked, it wasn’t too challenging, and ultimately, all that was left on her was a pair of adorable green underwear, her thigh-high socks, and her gloves. You decided to keep these all on for the time being, for you thought it made her look simultaneously cute and sexy.

Despite her breasts not being bountiful, the rest of her body was similar to what you were used to. She was a little slimmer, but still had enchanting hips and large thighs-- though they probably weren’t as strong as her counterpart’s just yet!

Well, there was a way to find that out.

L’Arachel was in a very messy state, experiencing an astonishing amount of emotions. She was clearly enjoying herself, but now that she was so exposed, natural nerves were beginning to brew. Her facial expression would have indicated this well, but she was hiding it in shame with her hands… which inadvertently expressed the same emotions.

That wouldn’t do, would it?

It was time for you to replace those nerves with complete and utter ecstasy.

You had satisfied your thirst with L’Arachel’s pussy earlier, but now you were famished once more. You promptly pulled her underwear down and she did nothing in response. Upon seeing how ridiculously soaked she was, you dug in, eager to lick her clean.

You knew already that L’Arachel had a tendency to lose herself both physically and mentally to oral sex, but little L’Arachel’s reaction to being eaten out for the first time was far more powerful than what you were expecting. Her thighs crashed against your face just like you were used to, but what you weren’t expecting was for the grasp to actually be just as strong! Her hands grabbed and pulled your hair tightly as she was consumed by pleasure, letting out so many moans that you were starting to worry about their volume.

Your L’Arachel had learned not to let her voice get too loud, and she was usually pretty good at maintaining some degree of control.

...this one, however, had yet to train herself to hold back. You were hearing her pure, unfiltered reaction, and it was magnificent yet terrifying. Your only choice now was to bring her to a swift orgasm, since despite being the summoner, you didn’t want her moans to summon curious folks here!

Luckily, the odds were in your favor. Not only was it her first time, meaning she was extraordinarily sensitive, but you already knew how she liked it. For instance, she loved having your tongue dig into her pussy… so you did just that, and she loved having her clit stimulated while you fingered her, so you did just that too.

The abundance of strong emotions she wasn’t used to were likely too much for this L’Arachel, as indicated by her voice eventually being drained and replaced with strong gasps for air. While you were worried for her safety, you knew that the strong grip around your head was something she was putting all her energy into for a reason, so you continued to pleasure her to the best of her ability. It was fortunate that she was as delicious as ever, so you were happy to continuously drink her nectar.

When she started to tremble miraculously without warning, you knew she was experiencing the most immaculate of pleasures. You did your best to enhance it to the best of your ability, licking her unendingly even as she leaked more fluids, until finally, she released you and closed her legs, perhaps worried she wouldn’t be able to survive any more stimulation!

It was amusing how easier it was to bring a girl to orgasm when another wasn’t busy sucking you off!

L’Arachel was drenched in sweat, and panting non-stop. You were proud of your work, and eager to sample some dessert, you embraced different parts of her body with smooches. Her thighs and tummy were notable spots, and you spent some time teasing her nipples with licks and sucks, prolonging how long it took for her to recover.

You had a feeling that she was pretty much down for the count, and that once she started to recuperate, she’d leave.

...but you weren’t satisfied with that.

She did offer her virginity, after all.

You smirked.

“You’re very adorable, thinking you could influence and control me like that,” you teased her. “I’m surprised you thought it would work. Did you not realize when you were eavesdropping? You much prefer to be dominated. Even right now, I know you can’t stop thinking about the thought of my cock being inside you, isn’t that right?”

Your words were a little cold and cruel.

...but you knew she liked that.

The desk she was laid on was the perfect height. By merely standing up, your cock was aligned perfectly, and all you had to do was pull her forward by the legs. You wasted no time in rubbing your cock against her folds, listening to her squeal.

Considering her smaller body, it was going to be quite the tight fit, but the thought of that was thrilling.

But as enticing as these lustful wishes were, you weren’t completely cruel. It was obvious she was having a good time, but you didn’t want her to pressure her into more if she was beginning to realize she wasn’t ready, so it wouldn’t hurt to double-check.

“If you don’t want to go ahead with this, you don’t have to,” you gave her an out. “Just say the word, and I’ll stop.”

Although she displayed the utmost amount of confidence and made a move far earlier than anticipated, there was so only so much this princess could deviate from the norm. In the end, she was still L’Arachel, and this was a princess you knew rather well. Most of her exaggerated excitement was actually genuine, but even she could be anxious at times.

L’Arachel didn’t say anything for a while, but she eventually released her hands and revealed her face, gifting you with the most adorable pout you had ever seen. She looked incredibly flustered and frustrated.

You had a feeling this was how it would play out. You felt a little silly, underestimating her just because she was younger.

Fortunately, she kept her composure through a series of deep breaths. She cleared her throat, and soon enough, her smile was renewed.

“Look at you, all bark and no bite~” she chided. “You start giving me exactly what I want, and then you hesitate all of a sudden. Don’t you want to violate me, you foul cretin?”

...what the heck was this?

“You need not say a word,” she continued. “Your wicked soul is in dire need of cleansing, but I, L’Arachel, the beautiful princess of peerless beauty, am happy to aid you in these troubling times!”

She hopped off the desk, gently pushing you back onto your chair during your confusion, allowing her to return to your lap.

You were astonished.

The fact that she was barking all this nonsense was rather typical, but some of its contents was… familiar, especially all the parts she was emphasizing.

L’Arachel wrapped her hand around your cock, positioning it skyward. Now that she was essentially nude, it wasn’t challenging for her to position herself adequately.

“Heh…” she giggled. “You’re such a pervert… defiling not only one, but two princesses…”

Strong words for somebody who was doing all this by herself.

But if she was willing, who were you to stop her?

L’Arachel started to lower her body, holding onto your shoulders tightly as she did so. As she felt your head slip inside her, she winced, causing her to pause. There was little you could do to help her, merely because the extraordinary tightness was that compelling.

It took the girl some time to adjust, and though you couldn’t see what was happening down below, you suspected you had broken her barrier. That at least meant the pain was fading, and just like her older self, she was brave and able to keep herself smiling.

Satisfied the worst of it was over, she started to lower herself again. She had to pause a few additional times, but eventually managed to take in everything she could… which was all of it.

“...Mmm… you disgusting creature…” she moaned, juxtaposing what she was saying quite heavily. “You have desecrated an innocent maiden… ah... y-you… scoundrel…”

If this was the game she wanted to play, then so be it.

“That’s right,” you told her. “You’re mine now. My plaything. My slut…”

You knew those words would startle her, and that they did.

But the reaction was utterly adorable. She started to breathe heavily, perhaps more intensely than when her virginity was taken, and was now suddenly struggling to maintain eye contact despite doing so confidently moments before.

The L’Arachel you knew adored being degraded. This one did too, and perhaps this was the moment she was discovering this kinky preference of hers.

“...c-call me… that again…” she requested in a whisper.

You wrapped your hands around her, making her shiver, and pulled her closer, allowing you to return the favor.

“You, L’Arachel… are my personal slut.”

You could hear her breathing distort.

“O-Oh… oh gods…”

She was stuttering a lot, all thanks to endless shivers.

L’Arachel managed to compose herself as much as she could, ready to start riding you properly, but fate decided to be a little cruel.

A set of knocks on the door startled the both of you, and since you had no lock, you both had to act fast before someone entered and saw such degeneracy.

However, a prominent problem soon revealed itself. L’Arachel couldn’t so easily leave your lap; she had a cock inside her for the first time, and it was taking quite some for her to lift herself off your lap, likely due to how much it was hurting her to do so. It would cause her agony if you forced her off, so that wasn’t an option.

...however, you could take advantage of her size. This daredevil has snuck underneath your desk before, and fortunately in this situation, it was only accessible from your end of the room. Holding onto her gently, you twisted her around to face the door, and encouraged her to duck underneath the desk. It was a bit of a tight fit, but since she was light, all you needed to use was one hand to support her body while you moved you and your chair a little forward too.

This was quite an impromptu solution, but you hoped it would work.

A second series of knocks came right in time.

“Hello?” you called out, hopefully giving the impression you had just not heard the first set.

“Ah, you’re still in!” a voice called out from behind. “Wonderful!”

You froze. This was the WORST person this could be.

THE WORST!

L’Arachel, your L’Arachel, let herself in and started to giggle. “I was convinced you would have given up all hope for work and chased after me, but alas, it appears I was too subtle!”

So that was why she had randomly left after trying to seduce you. The girl was probably hoping for you to catch her in a corridor, and filled with lust, take her right there and then.

“Work is important, L’Arachel,” you criticized her for being so daring… though you obviously felt hypocritical for saying that.

“Of course, but so is indulging in one’s desires!” L’Arachel laughed. “I can see the look on your face. You are so flustered! You have been thinking a lot about me, haven’t you?”

You were suddenly fearful of the day a third L’Arachel would end up in Askr. It was inevitable at this point.

You were about to respond, but once again found yourself distracted by the troublemaker under the desk. She had positioned herself so her hands and feet were just about touching the floor, granting her better control over her body… which meant she was now thrusting her body back and forth. The movements were minimal, and by all means your cock should have slipped out of her by now, but her compactness was terrifyingly impressive.

“You need not say a word!” the older one continued. “This revelation has made you embarrassed, but there is nothing to fear, for I, L’Arachel, the beautiful princess of peerless beauty… will happily offer herself to you, right here, right now.”

This was a dream, wasn’t it?

No, a nightmare.

Any scenario where you had to do with two of these annoying yet so loveable girls simultaneously HAD to be one.

“Speechless, are you?” she continued to bark. “Or perhaps in need of convincing? I believe that can be arranged!”

Promptly climbing onto the desk, she leaned forward on her knees and embraced you in a sudden albeit slightly awkward kiss. You had no idea why she didn’t maneuver around the desk to smooch you easier, but you had learned not to question this girl’s methods.

You kissed back, hoping it would distract your mind from the fact her counterpart was currently fucking you-- and speeding up dramatically too.

Naturally, it failed.

To make matters worse, the little one started to moan. Loudly.

When L’Arachel ended the kiss soon after, you were terrified.

“Oh my...” she giggled, playing with her hair as her cheeks heated up. “S-Sorry… I had no idea a mere kiss could get me… so excited. I will tone down my volume next time, I assure you… we do not want to attract unwanted company, do we?”

...was she really this oblivious?

“Mmm… you still taste like me too…” she added. “I must taste divine if you haven’t eaten or drank anything in my absence.”

This was stupid! Absurd! Ludicrous! Preposterous!

And did the little one really have to keep speeding up?!

...her moans were becoming increasingly prominent too. That wasn’t good. You had only one solution in mind.

Using your spare hand to caress her cheek, you leaned in and embraced her in yet another kiss, but you escalated it in intensity quickly.

There were a multitude of reasons why.

Firstly, you wanted to make sure she kept thinking all that moaning was actually her.

Secondly, you wanted to do something that could justify all the groaning you wanted to let out. Little’chel’s insides were squeezing you madly, and she had fully adjusted to how it all felt, allowing her to fuck you with an impressive speed. As you kept your peerless princess occupied with an intense making-out session, you started to thrust yourself, no longer able to hold back. This disrupted the girl’s rhythm, but she soon accepted your advances and put more energy into her movement. You glanced down, seeing your cock constantly bombarding her at a rapid speed, and the sight was heavenly. During the chaos of her older self entering, you didn’t get an opportunity to check out her butt, and unsurprisingly, it was almost just as large and fat as her alternate self’s ass.

That gave you a fun idea.

Since the smaller one was now stable, you released the hand you had around her and placed it on her butt, squeezing it. With your other, you slipped it behind the older one and up her skirt, slapping and groping her butt.

This was so fucked up, yet so fucking hot. Askr was a beautiful, yet scary place.

As you had a tongue-war with your primary lover, you continued to pound the younger one, hoping to find your release as soon as possible. You knew she wouldn’t let you go until she tasted the feeling of cum swirling inside her womb. She had yet to learn how much she really liked being creampied, but she would soon. The thought of that was ludicrous, yet so hot.

By this point, you had given yourself over to the pleasure. It felt extraordinary to make out with one girl while fucking another, and it was even better knowing they were the same person, yet not!

...were you acquiring a new fetish?

...questions for another day. What mattered now was keeping these two girls locked in pleasure, and despite how draining the multi-tasking was, you persevered.

L’Arachel loved a good tongue war, so she was happy to battle against you, though at this rate, she was approaching a rare victory.

The younger L’Arachel was learning how much she loved to be fucked silly, and if your mouth wasn’t occupied, you’d be degrading her. On the plus side, you were starting to suspect she was also developing a love for this strange situation she had found herself in.

Ultimately, there was only so much you could take. L’Arachel’s ridiculously tight insides were squeezing you far too much, and you warned her of this by squeezing her ass firmly. Naturally, she responded by thrusting against you as fast as she could, and that was enough to bring you (and her, if the amplification of her moans was any indication) to an astonishingly eye-watering and ear-ringing, yet insanely pleasurable orgasm

On the other side, your L’Arachel finally started to win the tongue-war as you filled her mouth up with moans, until finally, you granted her the victory she had been seeking.

Somehow, in the end, everything worked out.

One L’Arachel collapsed onto the ground, hidden from view, while the other one had to take a long moment to recuperate, exhausted by the intense kiss.

“W-Wow…” she spoke up. “That kiss… was amazing…”

“...y-yeah… it was…” you murmured, in the midst of feeling an amazing sensation as the younger princess finally pulled out. Everything was all blurry, yet it felt so nice.

“Heh… that must mean you really want to fuck me, don’t you?” L’Arachel asked, gifting you with a sinisterly cheeky look.

...you couldn’t do this again. You couldn’t satisfy two women at once while one remained completely oblivious to the other! Your luck had been tested and somehow you had gotten away with it… but you doubted you’d get so lucky again.

...but there was a simple solution to this problem.

“Sure,” you answered. “But not here. Let’s return to my room first, alright?”

“Aww, alright…” L’Arachel sounded a little disappointed, wanting to be a bit risky, but she was still going to have sex, so she wasn’t complaining too much! “I’ll be right behind you, okay?”

“Sure, sure,” you thought nothing of her answer. You stood up, took a deep breath, and began to leave, but not before tucking your chair in. Her alternate self would hopefully leave one the coast was clear.

Hopefully.

L’Arachel watched as you left. She wasn’t lying when she said she’d be right behind you, but she had to do something first.

Climbing back onto the desk, she leaned her head over the edge and saw something that brought a smile to her face.

“Oh wow…” she giggled. “He came inside you a lot! I’m a little jealous.”

The little L’Arachel was grinning. “Our plan worked well. Thanks for all the advice, by the way.”

“He tried so hard to hide it all. It was adorable! I think we should greet him together next.”

“Oh, absolutely! We are going to have so much fun with him!”

The two girls spent some time giggling together, proud of their accomplishments.

“Hmm… but before we leave, I should get you cleaned up,” the older girl suggested. The younger one nodded, but what she didn’t expect was for her alternate self to climb over the desk, kneel down and dig right into her younger version’s pussy, eager to devour the leaking semen.

Because of that, you were left in your room for some time, wondering why your L’Arachel was taking so long. Ultimately, she did return, but she wasn’t alone. Seeing who she was with made you freeze.

“This time, we’re going to take you together, properly, this time.”