(Biweekly Poll Winner) Devoted Demonstration (Eirika/Kiran from Fire Emblem)

“Well, what do you think?”

Mesmerized was the word you were looking for, but because of that word’s definition, you couldn’t exactly give her an answer. Regardless, Eirika wasn’t the type to misinterpret a lack of response, instead opting to read your expression for an answer. Upon seeing it, her already-existing smile became radiant, and you swore you could see a subtle cheekiness to it as well.

Grasping your hands suddenly, Eirika snapped you back to reality, her smile never faltering. Her blush had amplified in temperature, and she was swaying slightly from side to side with joy emanating from her eyes.

“I had a feeling you would,” she giggled adorably. A flabbergasted expression from you was all she needed to turn into a bundle of joy.

“...what gave it away?” you finally gathered yourself and answered her, although it was challenging to do so.

Eirika merely responded by letting go of your hands, and while you missed their warmth, you found an equally warm feeling erupting from within your heart.

Why? Eirika decided to do a little twirl, something that wouldn’t be too fanciful on its own…

...but with a ponytail, you were awestruck.

It was miraculous to think at times that this girl was actually your girlfriend. Not only was she a warrior, but she was a princess. Summoner or not, she seemed way out of your league, and yet, here she was, willingly doing things to impress you even though you were already together. You weren’t going to reject this habit of hers though, since it brought you both so much euphoria, especially today! You couldn't even remember letting it slip that you were a fan of ponytails, but clearly, Eirika had not forgotten.

You couldn't decide if she was more beautiful with a ponytail or not. However, you hastily decided that such questions would lead to too much debate in your mind, so you evaded them as best as you could; the only thing that truly mattered was that she was gorgeous.

...though you were perplexed by the attire. Elements of it clearly belonged to her, such as the skirt, but the rest of it was reminiscent of another person you knew.

“...correct me if I’m wrong, but isn’t that Ephraim’s outfit?” you felt compelled to verify.

Of course, if it was his attire, you had no problem with that. Ephraim was a good friend of yours as well, and he was happy that Eirika had found herself a boyfriend who made her so joyful.

There was one tiny problem, however. Eirika had a lot of clothes, and while that was partly because she liked having an abundance of attires to wear…

...well, she sometimes got a little too carried away at times. For someone who was meant to be a member of the nobility-- a princess, she... really liked encouraging you to rip apart her outfit whenever she wanted you to fuck her!

These moments were truly magical as they were terrifying. An aroused Eirika meant a complete eradication of any elegance, and a brewing desire to be pinned down and dominated. It was astonishing to watch her on the battlefield commanding the troops and decimating the enemy, while also knowing she had this… feral side to her.

It had taken some time to get used to it all during early intimacy, but how undeniably hot it was certainly smoothened the process. She was a kinky thing, adoring how it felt to be taken while her outfit was half-torn apart and her hair was being pulled.

“Well, partly!” Eirika answered, that smile of hers never fading. Her expression at present was cute and innocent, and she was likely devoid of any inappropriate thoughts. You wondered how long it would stay like that. “I wanted an outfit to complement the new hairstyle, but I lacked any that satisfied me, but upon mix-and-matching with my brother’s wardrobe, well....”

“I like it,” you were honest, though you evaded talking about your one concern about it. It wouldn’t embarrass Eirika-- it would just turn her on, knowing you were already thinking about shredding it to pieces (that would be how she’d interpret it, at least), and well… there was a time and a place for that.

“Really? You don’t sound too thrilled,” she picked up on your enthusiasm not being top-notch. “You can tell me if you’re not a fan of the outfit. I won’t mind.”

“It’s not that…” you sighed, deciding it was best to be a little honest. “It’s-”

You found yourself distracted by a mischievous grin forming on her face. Knowing she had caught your attention, it grew even cheekier. Your eyes dashed downwards as Eirika gripped the bottom of her skirt, raising it at an abysmally slow rate… but she knew she could get away with such a teasing speed. When you saw the smallest hint of her underwear flash before your eyes, she immediately dropped her skirt, sticking out her tongue.

“If you’re not fond of it…” Eirika murmured, stepping forward so she could be closer to you. She leaned forward, enough to rest her head on your shoulder and blow a little hot air into your ear, making you shiver delightfully. “You know how to show your disapproval.”

You simultaneously loved and hated how she could intoxicate your mind so easily!

“...Eirika, I can’t, it’s-”

“Ephraim’s outfit, yes,” she answered, cutting you off swiftly. “Don’t worry about that. His outfits get damaged whenever he’s in battle anyway, and I doubt he’s keeping track of how many he has torn apart. I can return this without any issue.”

That was a strangely reasonable point that you hadn’t considered, but a certain word reminded you of something that made her proposition a little challenging. That ponytail of hers had left you so awestruck that you had forgotten, but now that it was on your mind again, you had to say something.

“...um, you do know we’re in the middle of a battle, right?”

It was true, and it was amazing seeing her use a lance in battle. She was a natural, but that ponytail… that damn ponytail!

Eirika giggled, her close proximity making you shudder. It's like she knew your mind was currently a mess. “That’s okay. We can just sneak off for a little while. No one will notice.”

...that was debatable. It would be very noticeable if the tactician of the army and one of the strongest combatants of said army suddenly vanished, and even worse if you were to get caught.

...but this was only a small skirmish…

...and there were other strong fighters on the battlefield to keep the enemy occupied...

...and you were also unbearably horny now…

Oh dear...

No! This was a battle! You couldn’t! You had to stay composed!

“People will notice if your outfit is torn apart,” you mentioned a critical flaw in her plan.

Eirika took a step back and looked at you oddly, but her grin returned hastily.

“Oh, of course, they will,” she answered as if it wasn’t a big deal at all. “I’ll just tell them I was in battle with someone with a… really long and hard lance…”

The statement was amusing, and also incredibly invigorating… especially when she decided to trickle a hand down your robes until it landed on your bulge. She pressed in lightly, knowing the sensation would be painfully teasing.

“My brother may have taught me how to wield a spear,” she continued. “But this spear… I’ve learned how to wield it all by myself, wouldn’t you say?”

This girl was driving you mad!

Eirika was irresistible, and it was mind-boggling to think that she ever used to be innocent. As your relationship progressed and you experimented with each other, her confidence skyrocketed, and it was leading to all sorts of crazy situations like the one you presently were in.

But you weren’t going to complain; it wasn’t so bad being wrapped around her finger.

...and if this was the kind of game she wanted to play… then you were happy to indulge.

“...that’s a bold claim, Eirika,” you gathered your confidence and spoke to her, hoping you wouldn’t stutter. “I think I’ll need a demonstration of your lance technique.”

“That can be arranged,” Eirika giggled, her giddy smile and wonderful mood having quite the impact on her breathing. As confident as she sounded, the thrill of doing something out in the open was still new to her, and there was certainly a degree of embarrassment she was doing her best to suppress. “There’s a forest near here. I can demonstrate my skill with the lance there, and no one will disturb us…”

Without waiting for your answer, Eirika grabbed you by the hand, eager to take you off before anyone had a chance to ruin your plans. She was especially hasty with her movement, and it took some effort to keep up with her, but you were motivated well with the knowledge of what awaited you. Ultimately, the two of you traveled fairly deep into some nearby woods.

Eirika was especially impatient today, promptly pulling down her underwear and discarding it, though her skirt still kept her concealed. She then removed her cape and placed Reginleif aside, and although she was wearing a lot less, she was still very covered up. You found her priorities regarding what to take off first amusing.

It was the start of her stripping show that made you realize how much of her new attire was actually armor; no doubt it was thanks to Ephraim, insisting his sister should be well-protected. Fortunately, Eirika had accounted for this and hastily took off anything that was hard and sturdy, leaving only the cloth-- the stuff that was very easy to grab and tear.

Although she was one to adore the feeling of her clothes being shredded to pieces, there was something you were far more interested in grabbing and pulling.

Satisfied with how much she had taken off, she placed her hands on a nearby tree trunk and bent over; her short skirt still concealed most of her ass, but some of it had crept into view, and that was all you needed to finally let your lust take over. You discarded as much of your own outfit as you could, but you were just as impatient as her and could not wait to be inside her, and that feeling amplified dramatically upon lifting up her skirt and pushing your member up against her ass.

“Don’t tease me,” Eirika looked back at you, her face painted red. “I want you inside me…”

“...I thought you were going to show me how well you could wield a lance?” you could not resist. She pouted at you adorably in return, but all that told you was that she had let her guard down. With little warning, you promptly pushed inside her, surprised at how easy it was; the girl was ridiculously wet, and none of it was from any stimulation! Her mind had been working overtime, it seemed.

Regardless, you took your time sinking inside her, adoring the humidity and how snug of a fit it was. It was a feeling you believed you never would grow tired of, and it was always heavenly feeling her warmth. After momentarily enjoying how it felt to be fully inside her, you started to thrust, rapidly speeding up because you knew she’d complain otherwise. Eirika liked it rough-- and fast. Sure, there were times she appreciated some gentle love-making, but considering she had dragged you off to the middle of some woods, you could tell what today's preference was.

Before you knew it, you were pounding her. Satisfaction and joy coursed through your veins as her inner walls tickled your sensitive shaft. Watching her ass jiggle in motion with your thrusts was as luscious as always, and it encouraged you to grab and squeeze them whenever you could. You weren’t sure whether you preferred the wobbles of her butt or the view of your fingers sinking into her cheeks, but you concluded that you were blessed that both sights were engraved into your memory.

...and there was something magical about seeing her ponytail dance in the wind too.

“...fuck, I’ve needed this,” Eirika moaned, unafraid to let out her voice. You couldn’t blame her, as although this was out in the open, the seclusion of the woods would mask her volume… probably. “It’s been too long.”

“Eirika, we had sex two days ago,” you reminded her.

“One day without your big cock inside me is enough to… f-fuckkkk... drive me crazy…” she mumbled, her cries intoxicated by so much desire. “You don’t think I’m weird for saying that, right? I know a princess shouldn’t be saying such things, but gods-- I think I’m a little addicted!”

Considering the amount of work you had to do, both off and on the battlefield, your answer required little thought. “I don’t mind doing this every single day.”

“Mmm, are you sure you don’t find it even a little bit strange?” she asked again. “I’m a bad princess, right? Bad princesses should be punished.”

There it was. Her eagerness to have sex often resulted in her lacking shame whatsoever. She'd be absurdly needy, desperately desiring degradation.

But that would always change upon feeling your cock open her up. She’d completely shift gears, and turn into a complete mess.

You adored the transformation. Not only was it hot, but it was also nice to know she wasn’t embarrassed to show this side of hers anymore. When you first started being intimate with her, she was ashamed over how submissive she could get, and she'd even get worried that you disliked how you had to put in more work than her. Your insistence that you didn’t mind at all eventually won her over, and it resulted in her giving in to these urges of hers far more frequently.

Eirika’s ponytail continued to dance wildly as you fucked her, and you could no longer ignore its constant movement. It was like it was begging you to grab it.

And so, you did.

...and because you knew she’d like it, you pulled on it.

Doing so forced her head back, but Eirika was not opposed to the sudden ambush. Her current moan was completely cut-off, replaced by a crackling yell. You made sure to push your dick in as deep inside her as you could too, knowing the additional sensation would enhance her pleasure.

Eirika’s stumbling legs forced her to stand upright for the sake of balance, and you used the shift in position to your advantage. Breathing hot air into her ear, you mischievously chuckled. “You liked that, didn’t you?”

She nodded, unable to say anything else.

With one hand on her ponytail, and another on her hip, you started to ram her again with all your might, syncing the tugging of her hair with your thrusts. It resulted in an even further corruption of her voice, and it was ridiculously satisfying to hear. Though it was challenging to see her expression, you could tell through glimpses that it was painted with so much desire and love. She was hooked.

Determined to make this session truly divine, you moved a hand up her body, roughly grabbing her breasts. They were shielded only by simple cloth, so they were easy to squeeze and play with. As delightful as her subsequent moans were, you were not satisfied with playing with them like this. Tracing your fingers upwards, you grabbed her collar tightly, yanking it down with as much force as you could muster, until you heard a rip!

With the armor no longer present to reinforce it, it was effortless to tear apart the cloth, and you continued to do so for some time. Even seeing her bare shoulders come into view left you awestruck, but you did not stop until you felt the warmth of her bare breast resting in your hand.

“...treating a princess s-so roughly…” Eirika mumbled. “You truly are a monster…”

You could tell she was just saying those words to get a reaction out of you. While it was tempting to give her exactly what she wanted, you wanted to be a little bit cruel-- just not in a way she'd prefer.

“Oh, sorry,” you apologized, doing your best to sound genuine. “Am I being too rough?”

You let go of her breast and her ponytail.

Eirika looked back at you with a frown, and tears started to form in her eyes! You were not expecting that.

“...d-don’t tease me…” she groaned annoyingly. In hindsight, you should have known she wasn’t fond of teasing, but fortunately, you had an easy way to make it up to her.

A strong tug on her ponytail, and a subsequent squeeze of her nipple, emitted such a heavenly moan from her lungs. You spared her no mercy, pounding her as fast as your hips could move. Eirika completely lost control of her voice, and it was entertaining to further influence it with how roughly you yanked on her hair.

Giving in to your own lust, you spared no thought for anything but increasing your pleasure. Eirika’s pussy was soaking wet by this point, making it ridiculously easy to fuck her. The constant poking of her cervix sent waves of pleasure coursing through her veins, and although the slaps of your crotch against her ass were loud and prominent, they still weren’t enough to triumph over her voice-- except whenever you slapped her ass hard enough to fracture her voice, but that was, of course, only a temporary change.

“...n-ne…” she mumbled cohesively, but upon seeing her look back at you with sparkling eyes, you knew what she was trying to communicate. It was sad to bid farewell to her bosom, especially when there was so much to squeeze and pinch, but there would always be an opportunity to play with them later. Sinking your fingers into them one last time, you trailed your hand upwards until you found her neck, and without holding back, you grasped it.

Eirika’s crackling voice returned with a vengeance, but the extraordinary tightening up of her pussy indicated how she really felt about it. It threw off your rhythm, but you were more than happy to put in a little more energy to fight back. You broke through her compact walls, and the end result was so much wonderful euphoria. Her pussy desperately tried to fight back with endless squeezing, but all it did was encourage you to push deeper inside to experience that heavenly pleasure all over again.

“Fuck…” she finally managed to let out a comprehensible word. Rewarding her for your efforts, you accelerated as much as your body would let you. Undoubtedly, you’d feel a horrid ache after this, but so long as you and her experienced amazing climaxes, then you didn’t mind a bit of collateral damage. Besides, since you were meant to be in a battle, it could easily be excused as post-battle fatigue, and in a way, it was just that!

Eirika was constantly tightening up, but her body continued to produce so much lubrication that it mattered little. There was only so much more of this that you could take, and you had a feeling the princess was approaching her limit too.

The constant quivering of her body was an obvious indication, and the sheer inability to make any sound after once making so much was another.

Upon feeling her hand suddenly clench the one you had around her neck, you realized that you might have been digging in a little too roughly. You let go, hearing her gasp for breath immediately. Eager to apologize in a way that would satisfy her, you returned your hand to her tits, squeezing them non-stop while playing with her erect nipples. Doing so forced adorable little cries out of her mouth, and although you were clearly still contributing to her fractured breathing, you were at least content you weren’t going too far this time.

Having her nipples stimulated while being fucked was still an astonishing combination for her, and paired with the thrill of her ponytail being grabbed and pulled, she finally reached her peak.

“I’m…. cuh…. ah….”

Her warning was adorable to hear, but you could already tell what was happening by how astonishingly cramped her insides became. This wasn’t a pressure you could fight either, which was just as well; you didn’t want to fight against it one bit due to how pleasurable it was. You quickly joined her with your own climax, filling up her womb with your warm seed. Eirika felt the increase in heat, amplifying her spasms, but you kept her standing with how tightly you were holding onto her body. Of course, you knew cumming inside her was a risky thing to do, but considering you both loved how it felt, you were more than willing to take the risk.

When you ultimately pulled out, you soon discovered how much cum you had dumped inside her; she was leaking a lot! Now that she lacked your support, Eirika clung to the tree as if her life depended on it, granting her the stability she needed.

It took Eirika some time to gather her bearings, but when she inevitably turned around with a mischievous grin, you knew she wasn’t finished yet.

She promptly fell to her knees, bombarding your still erect-cock with a barrage of kisses and licks, ultimately taking it all the way inside her mouth. The sensation was incredible, especially since you were so sensitive after your climax. Eirika bobbed her head back and forth for a good minute, sucking on your member wildly. You were a little disoriented from pretty much everything, but that didn’t stop you from noticing her ponytail dancing in unison with her sucks.

Once she let go of your cock, she wiped away the few trails of saliva still linking her lips to it, gazing up at you with a satisfied smile. “There. You’re all clean now.”

Considering your cock was now shimmering with her saliva, you weren’t quite sure how accurate that statement was, but you weren’t going to question it.

“Thank you, Eirika,” your response was plain, but it didn’t need to be anything more. She smiled warmly.

Although you had ripped apart her outfit and her tits were out on full display, and although she was drenched in sweat, and although you grabbing her ponytail had messed it up a little and she definitely needed to adjust it… she was still beautiful.

...and as you gave it some thought, you realized those additional post-sex traits made her look more gorgeous.

“Do you want to lick me clean too?” she giggled.

“...I’ll pass on that one,” you answered swiftly. You could still see your cum dripping out of her, some falling to the floor, with some sliding down her thighs.

“Boo!” she stuck out her tongue. “You’ve kissed me after cumming inside my mouth before.”

“Well, that’s different, since-”

She flicked your forehead, catching your attention.

“I’m only teasing!” she giggled, but when she started to tap her fingers together, you waited, for she had something else to say. “Say… if you were to do it... I’d... let you fuck my ass in return...”

You weren’t sure what kind of expression you were giving her, but it made her laugh. A lot.

...but eventually, her chuckling trailed off, and she started to get a little nervous.

“...ah… I can’t believe I just said that-- and that we just did all that…”

You adored Eirika for countless reasons. You could go on for hours about all the little things that made you love her, and why you adored those characteristics.

But one thing that would doubtlessly come to mind quickly was how insanely embarrassed she got after sex. Once the thrill of it all started to fade, she’d turn into a bashful little thing, barely able to look at you in the face.

She’d get a little forgetful too. She hadn’t done anything about her boobs still being out, or her underwear still being discarded.

“...y-you really came a lot inside me…” Eirika murmured. Despite her forgetfulness, she couldn’t ignore that she was still leaking your semen, and it showed no signs of stopping.

As if instinct was guiding her, she took a finger and sunk it inside her momentarily, pulling it out and dashing the white liquid against her tongue.

“...ah… delicious…” Eirika moaned satisfyingly. You… really did not know what was going through this girl’s head right now, but it was entertaining to watch. “Hmmm… why did I even suggest that you lick me clean? I forgot how good you taste…”

Her transitioning back to a horny mess so soon was… rare.

But it was astonishingly hot to watch. Eirika sampled as much cum as she could, coating all her fingers in your seed and sucking them clean, one by one…

She did so painfully slowly, knowing you were entranced by what she was doing.

The thirst in her eyes was not left unnoticed. Although you had just come, feelings of lust once again started to stir within your soul.

Eirika noticed. It would be weird if she didn’t notice your cock hardening right in front of her.

Wrapping it around the comfort of her hand, she started to stroke it, looking up at you with fluttering eyes.

“I have a request,” she spoke softly, the innocence of her tone juxtaposing what her request actually was. “I liked it when you choked me, but this time… I want to choke on this instead. Is that okay? I want you to force it down my throat until I almost pass out...”

Man.