Harem Shadow: Chapter 2 - Kicked by a Princess

“The attack yesterday seems to have been mostly the work of Persephone spies.”

Risaya passed on information on the attempted assassination of the king while sharing breakfast with Zweig.

Persephone was a kingdom west of Sabrina, making it one of the kingdoms that had the double-kingdom surrounded.

However, those surrounding kingdoms had been critically split down the center when 4^th Prince Ricardo had staged a successful coup d'état in the Etruria Kingdom to their south and subsequently formed an alliance with the double-kingdom.

Persephone’s attempt to assassinate the king may have been a sign of just how desperate they had grown.

“Mostly?”
“Yes, the Night Crows were working with them.”

Risaya made it sound like a trivial detail, but Zweig’s eyes bugged out a little.

The Night Crows were a ninja organization based in the ancient kingdom of Ralfint which had a solid grip on the eastern end of the continent. However, the Ralfint Kingdom itself did not control the Night Crows; they were an independent ninja army that would ally themselves with any group on the continent willing to pay them.

Ninjas came in two varieties: those who swore fealty to and worked for a kingdom and those who worked for whoever would hire them.

In non-ninja terms, Risaya’s ninjas were analogous to knights and the Night Crows were analogous to mercenaries.

“In my opinion, the Persephone spies and the Night Crows probably weren’t working together.”

Risaya only smiled at Zweig’s opinion.

“You say that, but ninjas do not act on their own volition. They’re a lot like roaches – if you see one, you should assume there are seven more you don’t see.”

He could not believe his aunt would say that when she was a ninja leader herself, but she was correct.

When tailing someone you could not afford to lose, it was standard to work in a group of at least three and it was best to have as many as seven.

“Regardless, that princess is in your care. An attack was made on her too, so be careful.”

Risaya was leaving the protection of Sieglinde entirely in Zweig’s care.

She worked as King Selune’s top aide, so she was unbelievably busy every single day.

Zweig came up with a bodyguard plan with the ninjas assigned to assist him: Risull and Alisha.

But protecting that princess proved to be a tricky undertaking.

“We already know that selfish princess is in danger, so why can’t she just stay put in her room?” complained Alisha. “She would be much safer there and we would have a much easier time protecting her.”

“Royals and nobles never care about the trouble they cause their bodyguards,” chided Risull. “If a threat to your life is enough to keep you holed up in your room, you were never cut out to carry the weight of a kingdom anyway.”

Sieglinde had in fact ignored every suggestion Zweig and the other Orsini ninjas had made to keep her safe.

Today, she was again packing her schedule full of activities to improve herself.

During the morning, she invited in the kingdom’s top academics for lessons on politics and military matters. In the afternoon, she left for the training ground to participate in the soldier training to build herself physically as well.

She might seem like a stuck-up princess, but she donned her own armor and amiably sparred with the ordinary soldiers.

She even fearlessly approached Julia, captain of the Grim Butterflies who acted as Sabrina Queen Vishnu’s royal guard.

“Julia, you be my sparring partner.”

“Back again, are you? Fine, I’m not afraid to give you another pounding.”

Sieglinde had been personally trained by the queen’s royal guard captain, but that same captain easily beat her down here.

“Wow, that captain isn’t holding back at all against her.”

Zweig covered his face so he did not have to watch, but Sieglinde was not deterred at all and always challenged the woman again.

She was such an energetic girl, the polar opposite of the dainty sheltered thing he had been expecting from a princess.

Although she did have an odd insistence on never missing afternoon tea.

“Princess, the tea is ready♪”

“Phew, it’s that late already? Understood, I will be right there. You may all accompany me if you like. We just received some delightful pastries.”

When Diana, her favorite maid, delivered that news, she invited all the soldiers at the training ground to tea.

“What a weird princess.”

After receiving thorough martial arts training, Sieglinde began the journey back to the Dawn Goddess Tower she had been given at the royal palace.

Zweig spoke his mind while disguised as a knight to accompany the gorgeous carriage the princess and maid were riding and Risull agreed while similarly disguised as a knight to act as a bodyguard.

“She’s definitely different from the Orsini Queen. But Queen Vishnu is a more active woman too, so maybe it’s a Sabrina thing.”

“Hmm.”

Sabrina and Orsini had combined into the double-kingdom, but their royals had such different lives. There was a real culture gap there.

Sieglinde’s carriage came to a sudden stop and she stepped out wearing a bright orange dress and a wide-brimmed hat adorned with a flower decoration.

“You all wait here,” she said before stepping into the woods.

“…?”

Zweig did not know why she had done this, but as her bodyguard, he could not leave her alone.

Especially after the attack just yesterday. There could always be enemy ninjas lurking in the shadows.

His Aunt Risaya had made that point clear, so he snuck after her to keep an eye on things.

“Young master.”

For some reason, Risull tried to stop him while looking a little flustered, but he waved her away to say it was fine.

He had been trained as a ninja all his life, so walking silently came second nature to him. He excelled at erasing all sign of his presence.

The scent of fresh leaves hung over the underbrush between the trees.

(There she is.)
Sieglinde had moved to a deserted patch of grass where she looked around nervously.

(What is she doing?)
He watched on curiously from behind a tree until she suddenly lifted up her skirt.

“!?”
He stared in shock.

She had long legs, so her hips were positioned quite high up on her body. He had to wonder if more than half her height came from her legs.

She wore yellow stockings on those long legs and those were held up by yellow garter belts on her thighs. And past those was her fancy yellow underwear adorned with plenty of lace.

All of that looked expensive and also exactly what he would have expected a haughty princess to wear.

He could only stare while the oblivious princess undid the clasps on her garter belts. Then she pulled her yellow underwear down to her knees.

Her tight youthful butt came into view.

He was watching from behind, but he had to wonder what view he would have had from the front.

His eyes grew wide as dinner plates as he watched her hold up her skirt and crouch down.

Her youthful butt was in full view from his position. It reminded him of one of Sabrina’s famous peaches, so he imagined it would taste wonderfully sweet if he bit into it.

“Ahh.”

She let out a relaxed sigh as a liquid began to sprinkle down to the ground.

He seemed petrified as he simply stood there watching.

The liquid picked up speed and glittered as it reflected the setting sun.

(Sh-she’s peeing. Yeah, I guess even princesses have to pee.)

He had never seen a woman urinating before.

She could seem above such worldly things, but she was still a human being.

But he could not shake the feeling that this was forbidden sight he was not meant to see. It felt like he had violated something holy, so a cold sweat poured down his body and his heart hammered in his chest.

(Wow, it’s really coming out. She must have really had to go. I guess she does like her tea.)

Apparently, Sieglinde’s urine forcefully shot out to the front when she peed. She was leaning forward a bit, perhaps to adjust where it went.

(Whoa! I can see her anus.)
That was such a shock he stepped on a twig.

She must have heard it snap below his foot because she gave a start and looked back over her shoulder.

“Ah! Y-you…”

Her eyes widened in shock with just her head turned back behind her.

Their eyes had undeniably met.

“Ah…ah ha ha ha.” Zweig forced some empty laughter and partially raised his hand as if in a halfhearted greeting. “See, this is what they call an unfortunate accident. As your bodyguard, I couldn’t just leave you alone, you see.”

The princess did not speak a word while he made his excuses. Her lips merely flapped like a goldfish. She was too shocked and angry to get her voice out.

Her marble-white cheeks were quickly growing red.

The powerful flow of urine came to a complete stop.

Instead, her white butt and legs began to tremble.

She must have forcibly stopped the flow and she appeared to be suffering for it.

“U-um, don’t mind me.”

He thought he was being kind, but that seemed to only make things worse. She glared back at him so intensely he swore he could hear the air freezing between them.

She could stop the flow, but the urine in her urethra could not be returned to her bladder. And stopping the flow was apparently a lot of work with female anatomy.

“Ah…wait, no.”

She spoke up in despair as drops began to fall in the gap below her butt.

She was apparently trying to squeeze her urethra shut to preserve her dignity as a princess, but her body would not allow it. She stopped the gradual stream a few times, but she finally gave up.

“Khhhhh.”

Her cheeks flushed bright and she bit her lip as her body trembled and piss flowed from her.

The urine sprayed out with a pleasant force to it and it contrasted the humiliated blush on her face.

Once it was all out, she sighed with the relieved look of someone who had just been freed from a demonic possession.

There was a small puddle between her feet and some faint steam was rising from it.

“…”

She ignored the observer as she wordlessly wiped off her crotch with a scrap of paper, pulled up her yellow underwear, reattached her garter belts, lowered her skirt, and got the rest of her clothing in order.

But the aura of anger hanging over every one of those actions was obvious even from behind.

She took several deep breaths in an attempt to calm herself and then turned around with her long, golden brown hair fluttering behind her.

She was wearing a mask of feigned calm, but the anger was breaking through.

“U-um, about this.”

She ignored the bodyguard knight’s attempted apology and beckoned him over with a finger.

He was already prepared for what was to come.

(She’s definitely going to slap me. No, she’s so mad she might slap me on both cheeks.)

He obediently walked toward her, feeling like a criminal about to be executed. And the instant he arrived in front of her, she unleashed a powerful slap on one cheek and then the other.

“You disgust me!”

And she kicked him.

“Ugh.”

The kick right into the family jewels had him holding his crotch as he sank down to the ground.

“W-was that first time not enough for you?”
Not even that was enough to cool her anger, so her clenched left fist continued to tremble, but she finally turned away and walked off toward the carriage.

(Ow. Well, she lived up to my expectations, I guess. No, she exceeded them.)

While curled up and sweating from a pain only men could feel, Risull arrived and tapped him on the lower back.

“You knew what was happening, didn’t you?” he asked her with a resentful look.

“I did,” she replied calmly.

“Then why didn’t you stop me?”

“Men tend to think princesses are otherworldly fairies or something, so I thought this was a good opportunity to shatter that illusion of yours.”

Princesses were human too. He felt like he had paid too painful a price for such an obvious lesson.

Unsurprisingly, Sieglinde wanted nothing to do with Zweig after that.

She banned him from the tea party and told him to never come within three steps of her. She also ignored anything he tried to say. When he greeted her in the morning, she would only glance over without saying a word. If he needed something, he would have to relay the question through Alisha or Risull.

But if he let this get him down, his journey from his rural home would be for nothing.

He bore with the princess’s cold treatment while fulfilling his duty as a bodyguard knight to the best of his ability for the rest of the day and parted ways with her at the Dawn Goddess Tower.

While nonchalantly walking down the hallway, he made sure no one else was around and then stabbed his sword into the wall. He placed his foot on the hilt and hopped up from there.

His outstretched left arm grabbed onto a ceiling crossbeam and he used that to perform a second jump. He ended up atop the crossbeam with feline grace.

The acrobatic feat was done so nimbly an ordinary person would have doubted their eyes had they seen it.

He then pulled the sword out of the wall and using the string extending from the sheath.

With that, the bodyguard knight had vanished from the corridor.

“Welcome back.”

The ninjas under his command were waiting in the attic and he stripped off his heavy armor to rid himself of that weight.

His job as a bodyguard knight was over for the day, so it was time for his job as a bodyguard ninja. Up here, they spoke in a special way that could not be overheard down below.

They called this an attic, but it was really a series of passageways the builders had left open to move around in during construction. The passageways were strongly built and functioned as walking paths for ninjas. They were also kept nice and clean.

The ninjas moved through the attic without producing a sound to be heard below. The layout of passageways up here was entirely different from the layout of rooms below.

That said, this was Provence, the capital of Sabrina, so they were not free to go everywhere they wanted.

Karura, head of the Sabrina intelligence agency, had let Zweig handle the protection of Sieglinde, but she had not allowed him or his ninjas anywhere near Queen Vishnu.

Still, they could spy on and overhear quite a bit from up here.

A country boy like Zweig loved spying on things around the castle, so he would wander around a lot. He had not come across anything too unusual, but he did occasionally find something interesting.

Today, he saw Grim Butterflies Captain Julia push one of her female knights against the wall in their locker room and start kissing her.

(Wow, two women kissing. I’d heard the Grim Butterflies had a lot of lesbians in it, but I guess it’s true.)

Rumor had it Julia was known as the Virgin Slayer. It was said a lot of women fell in love with her and she would respond to any of their advances by digitally breaking their hymen if they were still a virgin.

Whether or not that was true, Zweig was excited at the possibility of seeing the rumors play out here, but then Julia looked up at the ceiling as if she had noticed him there.

(Oh, no!)

Not wanting to be skewered by her deadly spear, he made a hasty retreat.

He was supposed to be Sieglinde’s bodyguard, so he made his way above her room.

She had ordinary knights in the surrounding rooms to protect her, so the ninjas were only extra insurance. He did not need to be on full alert at all times.

Incidentally, Risull was disguised as one of those bodyguard knights and Alisha was disguised as a castle maid to stay nearby Sieglinde.

But there was no role that allowed a boy like Zweig to remain near the princess, so now that messing around in the ceiling was feeling too dangerous, he decided to act as her bodyguard from the attic.

Once the sun had set and Sieglinde had eaten dinner with her aides in the dining hall, she entered her bedroom.

She sat in a velvet-lined chair and read at a rosewood desk.

That was not any fun to watch, so Zweig sat down on a beam, activated some magic light, and spent his time reading through a book on the art of war.

If an enemy spy snuck in, they would notice the bodyguard ninja immediately, but there was no reason to hide. It was best to just assume a royal would have a bodyguard ninja nearby and advertising his presence could deter any would-be attackers.

Finally, a gentle young woman with lavender hair walked in. She was a maid.

“It is time for your bath.”

“Oh, it is about that time, isn’t it?”

Sieglinde shut the thick tome she had been reading.

Some other castle maids (plus Alisha) carried in a simple tub.

Sieglinde was in the habit of bathing twice each day: once in the morning and once at night. The castle did have a large bath, but she apparently preferred to have a tub brought in to her room.

(Girls take such long baths. I wonder what they spend so much time in there doing.)

Zweig tilted his head while the additional maids left the room.

The one remaining maid, Diana, circled behind Sieglinde and removed her summer dress.

Her curvy body appeared from below with only lacy lemon-yellow underwear to cover it.

(Whoa, whoa, whoa. But I’m her bodyguard, so I have to keep an eye on her, right?)

Zweig was glued to the peephole while the unsuspecting master and servant continued on like normal.

First, her bra was removed.

Two large mounds jiggled out.

She was supposed to be the same age as Alisha and him.

She and Alisha both had large breasts for their age, but they had different shapes. Alisha’s were large at the base, but Sieglinde’s stuck out forwards more.

The way the pink nipples poked somewhat upwards seemed to fit her personality perfectly.

(This is my job. My job. My job.)

He repeated the word like some kind of chant and stared intently down at her while Diana removed her master’s garter belts and stockings. Finally, she even removed the yellow panties.

He had seen her butt from behind during the pee incident, but now he saw her from the front, albeit from an elevated angle.

Her body was white and youthful, her breasts stuck out in front of her, and a golden bush was visible at her crotch.

She stepped into the tub in her birthday suit. Once her marble-white skin grew accustomed to the warm bathwater, she lay down inside.

“Ahh…”

“Ugh.”

The princess sighed happily, but Zweig groaned while on the verge of a nosebleed.

The princess’s fantastic body was exposed before his eyes. Her large breasts floated in the water and her golden-brown bush slowly swayed like seaweed.

(My dick…my dick is going to burst out of my pants.)

Unsure what to do about the erection pitching a tent in his pants, he wiggled his hips.

After a while, the master and servant moved onto the next stage without knowing they were being spied on from the attic.

Maid Diana lifted Sieglinde’s upper body upright and began washing the girl with some soap that lathered up well.

(Ah, ahh, khh, her skin is so pretty.)

The maid spoke to her master while washing her body.

“That bodyguard boy from Orsini is pretty good-looking, isn’t he?”
“Hmph. He’s just some Orsini country boy. I didn’t realize you were into weaklings who only have looks to go on, Diana.”

“Oh? What woman doesn’t like a pretty boy?”

(Sh-she didn’t deny it. That maid didn’t deny it. That pure and beautiful maid likes guys like me, does she? Maybe she’ll let me have sex with her. I so hope she will.)

Sexual fantasies ran through the boy’s mind up in the attic.

“I prefer manly men like Uncle Belzeia.”

“My, such refined taste♪”

After washing the girl’s back, Diana reached around from behind and grabbed her breasts.

“I still can’t get over how beautiful your breasts are.”

“Hey, don’t touch those!”

The princess slapped at the maid’s hands.

“We’re both women here, so there’s nothing to be embarrassed about.”

“I don’t like the way you touch them. It’s so…dirty.”

Sieglinde glared up at Diana behind her.

“I like you a lot. You do good work, the other maids speak highly of you, and you make the best tea. That’s why I chose you as my personal maid despite how new you are here. The one flaw is how you love touching me a little too much.”

“I can’t wash you without touching you.”

The maid smiled gently and continued washing the princess’s youthful chest…although it looked more like a massage.

“Ah!”

The princess bit her thumb to hold in her voice.

Her beautiful face flushed and her upwards-pointing nipples visibly grew.

She was blatantly experiencing sexual pleasure.

(Oh, man. I wish it was me massaging those tits.)

Zweig was close to drooling as he observed the goings on down there and then the maid’s hands moved from the breasts to the princess’s lower stomach.

“Ah, stop that.”

“You are a growing girl, Lady Sieglinde, so we need to make sure you are clean down here too♪”

Diana began washing the princess’s vulva like it was normal.

“Ah, don’t touch me there.”

“I must. That part of your body can get dirty very easily. And one of the greatest experiences a woman can have is for a gentleman to lick her here, so you wouldn’t want it to smell so bad he refuses.”
The young woman was clearly having her way with Sieglinde.

Zweig considered intervening, but that would reveal he was peeping on her in the bath and she would definitely kill him.

Her life was not actually at risk and he had heard that maids often provided sexual education for princesses and the like.

But once he settled down to enjoy the sexual bathing scene, he felt a powerful pinch to his rear.

“!?”
He just about cried out, but managed to suppress it.

He looked back while still on all fours and found Alisha glaring at him in disgust.

She had changed out of the maid uniform he had seen her in down below, so she was back in her green ninja outfit with pink frills.

“I had hoped even you would have more sense than this, but nope. Here you are peeping.”

“No, um, uh.”

He could not find an excuse for his childhood friend, so she gave her boss an icy expression and spoke a single word.

“Pervert.”

“Kh.”

He could not argue against that, but then she moved in closer with a different look on her face.

“You are the ninja being set up as the possible future leader of the Orsini Ninja Army, so you shouldn’t be getting off to peeping on a bathing princess from the attic. It’s pathetic!”

“Yeah, it is.”

He agreed with the look of a scolded puppy and she whispered to him while still looking angry.

“Why are you always leering at Lady Risaya, Risull, and the princess but never at me? I mean, yeah, I’m not as sexy as Lady Risaya, I’m not as cool as Risull, and I’m not as beautiful as the princess, but still.”

“What are you talking about? You’ve been acting weird lately.”
“I can’t believe you!”

She angled her eyebrows upwards and turned her cute face away from him.

He was baffled by his childhood friend’s behavior.

(Weird, it’s almost like she’s jealous, but…wait.)

That realization made him look back at his childhood friend.

He had known her for so long that he had never really felt any real lust toward her.

She did have large breasts, but she had a baby face and childish taste in clothes. She didn’t have the adult sex appeal of Risull or Risaya, so he had only thought of her as a child.

Even when he took her virginity, it had only really felt like playing another game with his childhood friend.

But Alisha was not just a girl anymore. She was a woman. He only now noticed just how much of a woman his childhood friend had grown into.

And once he noticed it, he could not wait a moment longer. For the first time, he wanted her body and he wanted it badly.

The heir of a regional family grabbed his childhood friend and servant’s hand and walked out from the attic.

“Ah, h-hey, where are you going?”

“Let’s go have sex, Alisha. You want to, don’t you?”
He took her up onto the castle’s roof. Night had fully fallen, but the moonlight and the lights from the castle town were enough to see by.

“B-but you said it didn’t feel very good inside me.”

“Eh?”
He blinked and stared at her face.

The baby-faced girl was fidgeting in embarrassment.

“That bothered you?”
“Of course it did.”

She looked up at him on the verge of tears. He didn’t like seeing the usually cheerful girl like that. What he said before must have really hurt her.

“But you weren’t wet at all and it wasn’t even really sex. You just put it in.”

“…”

“I think it only felt so good with Risull because she did enough foreplay ahead of time to be wet. You just went straight for jamming it in. You’re only going to hurt yourself like that and it won’t feel good for either of us.”

“W-well, maybe…”

“C’mere. We can do it right this time.”

After dragging Alisha out onto the roof, he laid her down and pulled down the chest of her ninja outfit.

She was wearing a white and pink striped bra below, but he removed that too.

She and Sieglinde were supposedly the same age, but they looked so different.

Alisha’s breasts were just as large as Sieglinde’s, but while Sieglinde’s pushed out in front of her, Alisha’s were wider at the base.

You could say Sieglinde’s were shaped like lemons and Alisha’s were shaped like steamed buns.

Alisha’s were more tanned than Sieglinde’s pure white ones.

As a country girl, she was in the habit of bathing in rivers or lakes during the day.

He and she had been raised like siblings and they had bathed together in the past, but she had grown a lot since then.

Her nicely plump body was like a wild doe, so she looked like she would be nice and juicy if cooked up and marinated.

He could not resist, so he began sucking at that delicious-looking flesh.

“Ah!”

She put up no resistance and let him do it.

He squeezed and massaged them while sucking at the large nipples.

They were bigger and softer than Risull’s, making them highly gropable. They pushed back at his hand like they were packed full of something.

He continued licking and sucking at the nipples while they grew erect.

“Your body feels really good to hold. And it’s kind of tasty.”

“Mhh.”

She lay there like her bones had left her.

Risull was much hotter than her and Alisha remained pretty childish, but Alisha felt nicer in his arms. He wondered if that was because she was his childhood friend.

After enjoying her tits, he pulled up the bottom of her ninja outfit to reveal her pink and white striped panties.

The crotch had an obvious stain from a liquid soaking into them from within. The sight stimulated his male instincts, so he licked his lips and pulled down her most hidden piece of clothing.

“Ah!”

She tried to close her thighs in embarrassment, but he spread them instead.

Her bush seemed at odds with her baby face, but its unkempt appearance did match her wild nature.

He placed his index fingers on her labia and spread them wide.

A female scent reached his nose while love juices dripped out.

He carefully viewed his childhood friend’s reproductive organ before gently placing his hand on her vagina.

“You hurt yourself here with what you did before, didn’t you?”

“I-I did.”

“So let’s do it right this time. Here, I’ll lick it.”

“Wait!”

She blushed bright and tried to push his head back, but he still licked it like he was soothing a wound.

Her love juices were more plentiful, saltier, and stronger smelling than Risull’s.

There was something animalistic about it and it stimulated his animal side as well while he licked at it.

She shook her head tearfully, but she did not try to escape.

He licked at every part of her vulva and then gently pushed his right index finger into her vagina.

“Ahhhh!”

She cried out and her wet inner flesh squeezed at his finger.

“You had something a lot thicker than this in you before.”

“Ahh, b-but…”

She tensed up at the sensation of something inside her, but he wiggled his finger around to see what she felt like inside before pulling it back out.

“You’re plenty wet, so I should be able to put it in now.”

“Okay.”

She nodded and he placed his erect cock against her vulva.

The contact between their sensitive flesh felt good. It felt like they were melting together. He pushed his dick in as if it were being sucked in.

“Hh, gh.”

Her vagina was spread wide as it took the penis head inside.

Her rough vaginal flesh wrapped around it and he parted that to push further in. He had no trouble getting the full length inside. They felt like a perfect match, like a key fitting into the proper keyhole.

Her vagina felt nothing at all like Risull’s. Risull’s had squeezed tighter, but Alisha’s had more folds that surrounded his penis while sticky with plenty of warm love juices.

“Are you okay? Is it less painful this time?”

“Yes, I’m fine. How is it for you?”

She looked uneasy as she asked that, so he whispered back while practically biting at her earlobe.

“It feels amazing.”

“!?”

A tremor ran through her entire body.

“Because your pussy is soaked through and through today. It’s so warm and it’s twitching. It feels like my dick is melting.”

“Zweig!”

She wrapped her arms around him and held him tight.

“Hey, don’t cry.”

“But I’m so happy.”

He wiped the tears from her eyes while a baseless thought occurred to him.

(She’s mine and she’ll never betray me.)

He had another thought as well.

(Women’s pussies are as different as their appearances, huh? I wonder what that princess’s pussy is like?)
When he lost himself in thought while enjoying his childhood friend’s vagina, Alisha looked a lot like she wanted to say something.

“Hm? What is it?”

“Were you just thinking about another girl?”

“Eh? O-of course not.”

Being his childhood friend apparently gave her the power to read his mind.

He paled and began making excuses since he had indeed been showing interest in another girl while hypocritically also wanting her to stay true to him.

“I was only thinking about…yeah, I was thinking about how if someone in the castle town is looking up at the castle right now, they’d be able to see us fucking.”

“Eh? Ehhh!?”
That thought must not have occurred to her at all because she looked truly shocked.

At the same time, her vagina began to tremble like crazy. The bumpy folds crawled all over his cock. It felt so good that he held her tight in his arms.

“Hey, Alisha, can I move?”

“Ahh, ahh, go right ahead.”

Once he had permission, he began slowly moving his hips.

Risull had been in charge during their sex, but now he was actively pleasuring Alisha. That brought a different type of joy.

She must have naturally produced a lot of love juices because more flowed out with every thrust and he stirred it up as he pulled out.

“Ahh, ahh, ahh.”

She wrapped her arms around him and held on tight as he pounded her.

She could not keep her mouth closed, so she continually moaned. It was really cute and made him think of a puppy.

(Yeah, she really is mine. So I need to make sure she enjoys this.)
He thrust into his childhood friend while filled with a sense of duty.

Her plentiful juices produce a lot of sticky noise

The warm love juices even soaked his balls as they flowed out. That combined with the chill of the night breeze felt weirdly nice.

“Kh.”

He clenched his teeth. He had wanted to guide her to climax with his manhood today, but he was the one that arrived at his limit first while massaged by her vagina.

(Just a little longer, a little longer.)

He did his best to keep going, but his butt began to tingle and the feeling began to fade from his dick.

“Alisha, s-sorry, but I’m about to cum.”

“P-please go ahead.”

Once he had her permission, his penis swelled out and the warm liquid raced through it.

His efforts were all in vain as he let out a groan and the hot stickiness erupted out.

“W-w-wow…ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!?”

Alisha cried out at the sensation of being cummed inside for the first time.

Zweig held his childhood friend’s plump body tight as he pumped her full of semen.

The two young ninjas continued lying there on the castle roof for a while afterwards.

“Sorry I couldn’t last longer.”

“Ahh, it felt plenty good.”
She squeezed her vagina on the penis that had shrunk but still remained inside her.

“Besides, Risull said sex is part of our training, remember? I’m willing to be your ‘sparring’ partner anytime you like♪”

After a short break, the young ninjas began another round of “training”.