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It took Lyndis far longer than she hoped to have all her preparations finished.
The legal side of surrendering Caelin territory to House Ostia had, surprisingly, been relatively easy, especially with the help of her advisors. Unfortunately, the political side had proven much more temperamental. The appearance of a long-lost heiress to the throne (and a Sacaen one at that) hadn’t sat well with several factions, and her choice to place her territory in the hands of another noble threatened to start an uproar.
To her utter dismay, the solution turned out to be the very pageantry she had been so desperate to leave behind in the first place. Her attendants dressed her up in uncomfortable gowns that left her feeling devastatingly vulnerable, sent her out to swallow faintly-hidden barbs against her character and heritage with a diplomatic smile. Florina, despite her introversion and anxieties, had insisted on accompanying her, which filled her with gratitude and guilt in equal measure.
But today, after the better part of three years, things have finally settled. Caelin is officially under the rule and protection of house Ostia. Lyn holds a worn letter from Rath in her hands, promising her and Florina a place among the Kutolah whenever they’re ready for it. She hefts a small bag full of the few necessities she plans to bring over her shoulder, and prepares to leave the manor that had been her home since she turned 18.
“It’s been a long time since I’ve seen you this happy,” Florina says, joining her in the main hall. She’s wearing her plain white and blue rider’s outfit, the same clothes Lyn had seen her in so many times on the battlefield.
“I’m going back to my home with the love of my life,” she says, making no effort to hide her smile when she sees a faint blush creep across Florina’s cheeks. “There’s nothing that would make me happier.”
After a small sendoff with their friends, they spend the afternoon riding Florina’s pegasus up towards Sacae, watching the cities beneath them finally give way to an endless ocean of grass. They don’t make much conversation, Florina has to devote most of her focus to flying, but Lyn doesn’t mind. They know each other well enough to be comfortable sharing silence, and despite the ache that’s settling from her thighs to her lower back, there’s worse ways to spend a few hours than with her arms wrapped around Florina’s front.
“You said it was around here?” Florina asks, drawing Lyn out of a daydream. She looks down onto the landscape below, and sees a familiar river winding through the ground below. The setting sun dances across its surface.
“Yes! Right along that bend there.”
She leans forward, guiding the pegasus downwards. Lyn feels her stomach drop as they glide downwards, the ground rushing towards them before leveling out as they lean back. There’s a small jolt as hooves hit the ground and the pegasus transitions from flying to galloping, and then slows to an even stop.
Lyn recognizes the land around them immediately, from the yellow flowers growing by the water to the sturdy trees to the birds in their branches. A wide smile breaks across her face as she slides off the pegasus and onto the soft grass, drinking in the familiar landscape.
“Is this where you lived? Before Sain and Kent found you?” Florina asks, dropping to the ground and following after Lyn.
“Later on, yes. The Lorca usually lived a bit further north, but…” she trails off. “Follow me.”
Florina follows Lyn to a small shack built in the shade of a hill, just big enough for a single person to sleep and cook in. The wood has been worn by weather and much of the inside has been covered in a layer of dust, but-
“It’s just like how I remember,” Lyn says, sighing as she sits down on the mattress. “But I think I may have gotten used to comfier beds, living in Caelin.”
Florina sits next to her. “Oh gosh, I see what you mean.”
Lyn laughs, then leans her head against Florina’s shoulder. “I can’t believe we made it.”
She plants a kiss against Lyn’s head. “It still doesn’t feel real.”
“It doesn’t. But this time tomorrow, I’ll finally be a plainswoman again.”
The thought makes her look so serenely happy that Florina can’t help but kiss her.
They have their dinner outside in the warm air, finishing their meal just as the sun sets below the horizon and stars shine en masse across the dark sky.
“It’s so beautiful out here,” Florina says, lying on her back near the softly crackling fire.
“Yeah, I love the view,” Lyn says, pointedly looking at Florina and not the sky or the landscape. Before Florina can try to come up with a flirty reply, Lyn swoops down to kiss her, soft lips warm against her own.
“I love you,” she whispers.
“I love you too,” Florina says, gazing up at Lyn with stars reflected in her eyes.
Lyn shifts into a more comfortable position on her side, settling in to kiss her more comfortably. Their next is deeper, lingering, and Florina cuddles closer to her. Lyn places a hand on her lower thigh, just under the hem of her tunic, and her fingernails trace over soft skin.
“You’re gorgeous,” she says, eyes tracing over her windswept hair and soft lips. “How’d I wind up so lucky to have a beautiful girl like you here with me?”
Florina shakes her head. “You’re way prettier than I am.”
“Hmm,” she pretends to think as her fingers trace up the outside of her thigh. “No, I don’t think that’s possible.” Lyn kisses her cheek, and trails down her jaw towards her neck. Florina murmurs something Lyn can’t quite hear.
“What was that?”
“Keep– keep going,” she urges.
“With pleasure,” she says, voice sultry before her lips press against her neck. Florina’s thighs tighten under her fingers as Lyn’s teeth graze her skin. She slows down as she approaches the top of her tunic, sucking lightly against her collarbone just enough to leave a mark.
“Can we take this off?” Lyn asks, tugging on the hem of her tunic. Her eyes shine with firelight and hunger.
Florina nods enthusiastically as she sits up and reaches back to undo the laces. Lyn pulls it off over her head, leaving Florina blushing and naked except for her boots and smallclothes.
“Spirits, you’re gorgeous.” Her voice is reverent, and Florina shudders as Lyn’s hand trails up her side. “Not too chilly, are you?”
She shakes her head. “Nothing being close to you can’t help.”
“In that case…” she leans in to kiss her again, brushing a hand through her windswept hair. She moans softly into the kiss, and gently pushes Florina down onto her back.
“Oh! One second,” Florina says. Lyn pulls back, and Florina lays out her tunic behind her to use as a blanket. “Perfect.”
“ You’re perfect.” She lets Lyn push her onto her back, giving her a view of the glorious tapestry of the stars when Lyn lowers herself towards her chest, leaving a line of kisses down her sternum.
Florina’s breath hitches in anticipation as she feels lips against the soft swell of her breasts, drifting further upwards. She gasps when Lyn’s tongue rolls over her areola, mouth closing around her nipple. Her thighs rub together on their own, her body desperate for more stimulation.
“Lyn, I love you.”
Lyn pulls away, hands sliding up Florina’s stomach to touch her breasts. “I love you more.” Any reply Florina may have made is cut off by a moan and a kiss, Lyn pinching one of her nipples right as she presses their lips together.
“Take your underwear off,” she whispers, breaking the kiss just long enough to give the order. Her teeth nip at Florina’s lower lip as she eagerly strips her underwear off, the air cool against her wet skin. She can feel her heartbeat throughout her entire body, hungry and desperate.
Lyn doesn’t keep her waiting for long. “You comfortable?” Florina nods. “Good.”
She spreads Florina’s legs, nails tracing up the tender skin of her thighs. A shiver rocks her as Lyn’s fingers trail along the edge of her vulva, then cruelly pull away towards her hips. A small whine escapes her, making Lyn smirk. “Well, if you’re that needy…”
Her eyes widen as Lyn dips down between her legs, face disappearing between her thighs. She lets out a cry of pleasure when her tongue slips between her lips, then claps a hand over her mouth.
“It’s alright,” Lyn says. Her index finger teases up and down her slit while she talks, forcing Florina to try to keep her breathing steady. “There’s no one around. You can be as loud as you want.”
She presses her tongue against her clit, making Florina tense up and gasp. Lyn lets Florina’s noises urge her on as she works her tongue, alternating between heavier, direct swipes and teasing circles around her. To her absolute delight, Florina took her comment about noise to heart, and she doesn’t hold back in expressing how Lyn makes her feel.
“Lyn…” she moans, dragging out the vowel. Her hips buck and her thighs squeeze against the side of Lyn’s head as her body teeters over the end, heat building between her legs until—
Until Lyn pulls away, leaving Florina unresolved. She whines as Lyn’s thumbs draw circles on her thighs, tantalizingly close yet so far away. “You’re so mean,” she complains, neediness clear in her voice.
“Whatever do you mean?” Lyn asks, feigning innocence.
“Lyn, please…”
“Please what?” she asks, eyes glinting. “I wanna hear you beg.”
“Please let me cum!” She’s far louder than Lyn expected. “I need it, I need it so bad, I’m so fucking horny for you, I—”
“Whoa!” Lyn says, delighted. Her thumb brushes against Florina’s clit, making her sigh. “I didn’t think you had it in you.”
“Meanie…” Florina grumbles, but she can’t even pretend to be upset once Lyn’s tongue is back where it belongs between her legs. She cries out, the pre-orgasm pressure already returning. Lyn’s jaw is beyond tired, but Florina’s moans encourage her to power through, tongue dragging circles over her clit. Florina’s hips buck roughly, grinding against her face, and her nails dig into her palms as pleasure rocks her.
“Mmm… Lyn… fuck!!” she cries out as she finally falls over the edge, orgasm flowing through her whole body and making every muscle tense and relax. Lyn stays dutifully in place, drawing her onwards until Florina’s body finally relaxes.
Even after her outburst, Florina can’t bring herself to say how hot Lyn looks with her fluids over her face, so she pulls her close and expresses her feelings with a kiss.
“I love you so much.”
Lyn wipes her mouth with her tunic. “I take it you enjoyed yourself?”
She nods emphatically, and only hesitates for a second before saying, “Can I reciprocate?”
“You want to?”
“Lots.” Her hands rest on Lyn’s shoulders, fingers twitching with the anticipation of undressing her.
Lyn offers a sultry smile. “Then how could I refuse?”
Not wanting to wait any longer, Florina pulls her top open, fingers trailing down her chest until the fabric falls open enough to reveal Lyn’s breasts. Her eyes linger there, wanting to drink in every inch of her girlfriend’s body. “You’re so hot, Lyn,” she whispers.
“Touch me, then.”
She doesn’t need to be told twice, and Lyn’s eyelashes flutter when Florina’s thumbs brush over her nipples. One hand stays to play with her while another drifts further down, feeling the hard muscle of her abs under her fingers. “ So hot,” she repeats, kissing her shoulder.
Lyn’s top falls away, leaving only a piece of underwear with a visible tent. Florina’s hand lands on it, gently rubbing her tip through the fabric. Lyn sighs, blushing slightly as Florina offers a soft kiss.
“Tell me if I do anything that feels bad?” Florina asks. “I’ve never done this before.”
“Of course,” Lyn nods.
Her fingers brush against the hem of her last article of clothing. “Take it off?” Florina asks. Lyn nods, and the two of them shift to let her pull the garment off. She’s fully hard after her time spent between Florina’s legs, and Florina brushes her fingers gently against her head.
“Hey, I didn’t know you could get wet too,” she says, rubbing her thumb against Lyn’s precum.
She giggles and nods. “You got me super wet.”
“Sounds like I should do something about it.” Florina wraps her fingers around her cock, stroking in a slow up and down motion. “Like this?”
“Little too tight there.” The pressure lessens quickly, and she picks up the pace a little. A delighted sigh slips from her lips. “Much better.”
Florina kisses her again, soft and tender, still able to taste herself on Lyn’s mouth. Lyn thrusts lightly into Florina’s hand, wetness dripping onto her fingers. The night gets cooler around them, but the warmth of the fire and each others’ bodies is more than enough to make up for it.
“One sec,” Florina says, releasing Lyn as she repositions herself. For a moment, Lyn thinks she’s getting back at her for her teasing, but then Florina lowers herself to be eye-level with her dick. Her tongue brushes against Lyn’s head, drawing a high moan, then she takes her slowly into her mouth.
She takes deep breaths to steady herself as she enters Florina’s mouth, hips aching to thrust into her. Her cock throbs in her mouth, startling the smaller woman enough to make her draw back, and then giggle. “That’s a good thing, right?”
Lyn chuckles and nods. “You’re doing great.”
Florina smiles up at her, then wraps her lips around her erection and takes it as far as she can go without gagging. Her eyes flick up to meet Lyn’s, and that image is enough to make her moan. Florina drags her tongue up the underside of her shaft, swirls it around her head, then bobs back down.
“Fuck, Florina, how are you so good at this?”
She lets her dick slide out of her mouth with a pop, and takes it in her hand again. “I’m just doing what you did to me, mostly. The shape is just different.”
Before she can ponder that, she’s back in Florina’s mouth, and any thought more complicated than holy fuck that feels good is driven out of her head. She feels herself starting to unravel, becoming more and more desperate for release as Florina carries on, the warmth of her mouth feeling like heaven against her. Her thighs twitch, and she bucks her hips into Florina’s mouth, drawing an mmph!
With a few deep breaths she tries to steady herself, but she’s so riled up she can hardly hold herself still. “I think I’m gonna cum soon,” she manages between moans. “You can stop if you don’t want it in your mouth.”
Florina doesn’t stop- if anything, it encourages her to go further, take Lyn just a bit deeper and move just a bit faster. She swears as the pressure grows. “You’re so fucking hot, Florina, you make me feel so— fuck! ”
She cries out Florina’s name as she cums in her mouth, breath coming fast and shallow. There’s the faint sensation of Florina swallowing as Lyn’s body relaxes, allowing her to take a deep breath.
“How’d I do?” Florina asks, picking herself back up.
“You’re perfect,” Lyn says, and pulls her in for a deep kiss. “I love you, Florina.”
“I love you too.”
For a few moments they sit under the stars in front of a dying fire together, lingering in each others’ afterglow.
“We should get some sleep,” Lyn says, finally feeling the fatigue of the day set in.
“Agreed,” Florina says, reluctantly getting to her feet. “Give ourselves some time to do this again in the morning.”
Lyn grins, and kisses her cheek. “I like the way you think.”
