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“Relax my sweet, I won’t move until you relax~”
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The city of freedom was beautiful, extra beautiful now that all the knights were starting to come home from their long expedition. It had been years since you, a simple nun, had seen some of their faces and now here they were, coming back one by one.
You were helping prepare the event site when you felt a strong and familiar presence approach.
“There’s my sweetflower,”
A blush crept onto your cheeks, your heart skipping a beat as you turned to face the voice you had longed to hear for years.
“Varka!” You exclaimed, running into his arms and feeling him spin you around before finally placing you back onto the ground.
“Miss me?” he simply asked followed by that deep chuckle that made you swoon, placing a chast peck on your forehead.
“Oh, Grandmaster I and so many others have awaited the day you would come back home,”
Looking up at him and getting a better look you noticed he seemed a bit hairier, and somehow bigger. Gently, you reached up and put a hand on his cheek, he bent down and you rubbed your thumb against the coarse beard hair that had grown.
Looking into his blue eyes you smiled before feeling your face become smug,
“Now, don't you have work to do, grandmaster?” you asked playfully, knowing he had paperwork to sign off on.
“I mean I do, but come on, I just got home and I wanted to see you my dear,” He excused brushing off the responsibilities that called for him like how a barrel of wine usually did.
“Ah ah~” you played, “How about you do some work and I’ll give you a proper welcome home later.” you winked and it seemed Varka enjoyed the idea.
“Fine, I’ll see you later my sweet,”
“See you~”
Finally it was later in the day, the sun was just setting upon the city and the cool breeze from the south began to settle.
You excused yourself from evening mass early, stating you felt off and just needed a walk.
In reality you were headed to the knights HQ where your dearest grandmaster waited oh so patiently for you.
Sneaking your way into the building, you carefully entered the office and was greeted by Varka sitting at his desk hunched over and toiling away. He hadn’t seemed to notice you just yet so you took this rare opportunity to surprise him, getting onto the ground you crawled under the desk and looked up, biting your lower lip so you wouldn’t make a noise. Carefully you moved your hands up and placed them on his belt, earning a jump and gasp from the man above.
“W-what- Who-!” he looked down then let out a loud boisterous laugh,
“Hey darling~ what are you doing down there?~” he asked, moving a hand to sit on your head and gently finger comb your hair.
“Just giving you a nice surprise and a proper welcome home~” you purred, leaning your head against his knee and batting your eyes.
“Well then, don’t let me stop you my dear~”
With Varka’s help you made quick work of his belt and the buttons to his pants until you were greeted with his large bulge that stayed almost fully confined to his boxers. Gently, you leaned forward and began to kitten lick and nudge at the cloth that kept you from the real fun.
Varka reacted just how you hoped, he exhaled a shaky breath and tensed up at each touch you gave. You pulled the garment down and watched as his large, girthy cock sprung out and gently tapped your cheek. You giggled and moved to take the tip into your mouth, already you could taste that salty pre cum, its taste one you had waited everyday for since he left.
Carefully, you took more and more of his length into your mouth until you felt it down your throat. His cock had stretched your mouth open well, already pulsing and straining with need. Closing your eyes, you let out a content hum and took in his scent, musky with a hint of dandelion, much like the ones used in winemaking.
Finally you gave him what he wanted and slowly began to bob your head back and forth, sucking and hollowing out your cheeks like you know he liked, and liked he did. Varka let out a low grunt, his posture straightening and a growl threatening from the back of his throat.
Varka placed a hand on your head, gently guiding it to continue the motions, letting your mouth do all the work.
As you sucked and twirled your tongue around his girth, your own heat began to grow in your stomach, you moved a hand down under your robes and began to rub soft circles onto your needly clit. Soft whiny moans escaped you and quickly Varka took notice,
“What do you think you're doing?” He asked, pushing your head until his dick came out of your mouth with a soft ‘pop’.
“Mmm… Varkaa~,” You whined trying to take him back into your mouth, only to feel his large calloused hand stop you. He laughed then slowly brought you to stand and look into his eyes,
“I think it’s time I take care of you, your mouth is fine and all, but I know there is something we will both enjoy~” Varka moved papers aside on his desk and easily hoisted you up and sat you down.
Not caring much about your clothing, he pulled the skirt of your robes up and quickly pulled your underwear off, dropping them somewhere nearby. Now that you were exposed, you felt the cool office air against your already wet and dripping cunt, it clenching needily for any sort of attention.
Varka moved to slot himself between your legs and used his hand to gently prod at your hole and stretch it open. Moans escaped you as you felt his first finger slip in, curling in a way that had your back tensing and your mind starting to draw a blank.
It had been years since someone had last touched you like this, especially not Varka with his skilled fingers. You let out pitiful moans that only got whinier when he added a second finger,
“Varkaa~” you whined wanting his cock inside you already, your cunt tensing around his fingers and begging for more.
“I know dear, I know,” he cooed, moving a hand to rest at the small of your back, keeping you in place,
“But I need to prepare you, you know I’m a bit big for you,” he spoke, stretching his fingers out and earning a loud sigh from you.
Finally, feeling you were ready, Varka pulled his fingers out and gave them a small taste, your own arousal sweet, just like he remembered.
Carefully he leaned in close and pulled you into a kiss, his teeth grazing your bottom lip and nibbling. Varka carefully lined his cock up with your entrance and very slowly pushed in, first his tip then the rest of his thick length until he bottomed out.
The whole time you moaned and tensed, you had forgotten how full he really made you and this one motion was almost overstimulating. Tears ran down your face and your breath stayed quickened, the stretch too much. You were about to full on cry until Varka pulled you close into a hug and whispered in your ear,
“Relax my sweet, I won’t move until you relax~”
You groaned at his words, your head falling back and a pathetic whimper escaping you.
“I know, but I can’t continue until I know I won’t break you”
Varka repositioned his arms to hold you close, your head on his chest and him rubbing circles into your back.
“Take a nice deep breath for me darling,” He commanded of you, finally when your body stopped tensing and your mind calmed you breathed in and out and went still.
“Good girl~ thats my good girl~”
Slowly, Varka pulled out then pushed back in, setting a slow pace to ease you into the pleasure. You could barely think as he moved his hips and began trailing kisses across your neck.
“Mmph~ Varka~” You moaned, squeezing around him, his slow pace quickly became tortuous and your body needed more. Reading you like a prayer book, Varka picked up his pace, his cock pumping into you making lewd sounds of wet skin against skin.
Your moans wantonly grew in volume not really thinking about if any of the knights could hear you through the walls. Varka, the kind man he was, didn’t have much self restraint left, your tight hole began to grow more and more addictive and he began to chase his own pleasure. His pace became quicker, heavier, his cock rutting into you and almost kissing where your womb sat. To no one's surprise you were in heaven, your mouth hung open almost drooling and your eyes glazed over, focusing only on him, on your own pleasure.
It didn’t take long for the knot in your stomach to tighten and twist, begging for release,
“Varka~ I’m close- I need-” You moaned, barely able to finish your thought.
Varka put a hand on your head, petting your sweat soaked hair and forced you to look into his electric blue eyes.
“Me too darlin’, cum with me~ I’ll fill you up~” he moaned, bucking his hips to hit that one spot he knew would push you over the edge, and push you it did.
You came with a loud moan, almost crying out his name before he captured your lips with his. Varka came next, rutting harder until he began to shoot thick and warm ropes deep within you.
Moments of breathy silence filled the room before he slowly pulled out and looked into your now tired and spent eyes, he smiled and gingerly brushed your hair behind your ear.
“Thank you for the welcome home, darling.”