Chrom isn’t sure how Robin talks him into these things, but he’s glad for it.
“I’ve been thinking about this—ah!—since the first time I saw you up here,” she says, panting as she rides him, pinning him to his throne while his large, fur-lined cape slips off her naked shoulders. With no war to plan for, she’s turned her formidable imagination to their sex life.
He grunts in response, fingers digging into her hips to help her bounce faster, harder. Their gasps and the light slap of skin on skin echo through the empty hall, magnified.
Her fingers knock his crown askew when she grabs a fistful of hair, tugging on the roots the way he likes. Chrom moans, his cock throbbing deep inside her, and plants his face between her breasts. Darts of pleasure prick the base of his spine, racing along his nerves, his balls tightening in response.
Robin’s creativity is definitely a boon in more than just warfare.
Fire Emblem: Awakening, Chrom/Robin
“I’ve been thinking about this—ah!—since the first time I saw you up here,” she says, panting as she rides him, pinning him to his throne while his large, fur-lined cape slips off her naked shoulders. With no war to plan for, she’s turned her formidable imagination to their sex life.
He grunts in response, fingers digging into her hips to help her bounce faster, harder. Their gasps and the light slap of skin on skin echo through the empty hall, magnified.
Her fingers knock his crown askew when she grabs a fistful of hair, tugging on the roots the way he likes. Chrom moans, his cock throbbing deep inside her, and plants his face between her breasts. Darts of pleasure prick the base of his spine, racing along his nerves, his balls tightening in response.
Robin’s creativity is definitely a boon in more than just warfare.