Omake 9: A 'Proper' Royal Couple

When one thinks of Queen Guinevere, wife of King Arthur, the first thing that comes to mind is her utter devotion to her husband.

What many didn't know was to which extent this devotion extended and how this could develop through a genuine opening into a more affectionate relationship with her beloved ruler. And how 'greedy' the queen could get with her expectations before this sort of approach. Before the public, they were as much of a loving couple one would expect from both, but the truth was somewhat more… interesting.

To be more specific, Artoria was someone that was clueless when it came to love. And while the disguised-female was the one expected to start interactions, behind closed doors Guinevere was the one pampering her with love. Kisses, nibbling at her neck, and cuddling up with her while poking at her belly (her abs being the target of quite the obsessive caressing) and so on.

And that was ignoring how lecherous their private times tended to be. There was a reason why Ria was never the one to take the lead in those instances, specifically because Guinevere had the 'free time' to think, plan and explore each other's bodies' to an accurate pleasure-driven precision.

Sweaty nights were filled with moans from both, making Ria glad that the bedroom was sound-proof by runes. The way her beloved wife moved with her, the way she worshiped every corner of her muscular frame had Artoria shivering in pure bliss.

She knew that it was right for a king to be pleasured by her queen so earnestly, but even the clueless blonde knew Guinevere was just a level of lust beyond the norms. And she didn't mind it. What she did mind was when whispers were used to bring out some of her own lust out. Ria wasn't without kinks, and her queen knew which one was the driving arousal factor.

"Do you miss his cock, my king?" The brunette hummed mirthfully, her warm breath resting on her shoulder while her right hand teased the wet slit that craved for that form of attention. "To be pounded like a proper girl, to be treated as a wife yourself and… who knows, perhaps you wish you were bred by that too?"

Ria was not that extreme with her thoughts normally, but the way Guinevere just let go of her restraints when it came to that sort of dirty-talking had her groaning in desire before her hypothetical scenario. She could just imagine it, one day she just snapped, marched to Londinium, demanded a duel from Joseph, beat him and then urged as reward a child. The mere thought of that forceful brawl which she could lose and… still get fucked for had her pussy grow wetter than any usual masturbation session.

Her wife knew it, with Guinevere smiling eye-to-eye in delight, her other hand grasping one of her now-bigger breasts. The fatter chest was not as 'hideous' as she imagined it to be. Sure, back pain was now an issue to watch herself from, but her tits were also better in giving her pleasure now more than before. And the way the brunette kneaded and suckled at those like a newborn had the blonde outright surrendered at the feeling.

Speaking of large breasts, Guinevere's bosom had enlarged due to the pregnancy and the milk she produced had Ria somewhat intrigued by the taste of the liquid. She knew it was wrong to a degree to do this but… there was just something nostalgically good about doing that. It felt sweet to her tongue, and it enabled some latent instinct to take over while Guinevere teased her into being a 'big baby' while her hands wandered all over her exposed body, teasing her to no end.

Ever since she got bigger due to switching more frequently to other weapons such as Rhongomyniad and Clarent rather than allow Excalibur to permanently seal her growth, Guinevere's interactions had gotten bolder and somewhat rougher.

Only because in the brunette's mind 'bigger means tougher' and that opened a room full of opportunities for them to test out due to her 'older' body. She was taller than Guinevere and her arms reached a wider gap, thus turning cuddling into something she had to take charge off. And Guinevere asked more than once to be pampered back like she used to pamper Ria before she was 'tinier' and the brunette was 'less pregnant'.

At first Ria was just overwhelmed and subdued about it, but after months of dealing with this behavior, she just grow to accept it. A queen satisfying her king, showing him love and being a good wife while also raising her confidence when it came to intimate interactions. Cuddling was what still got her giddy at times, but the overall set of rendezvous her wife planned was nothing short of interesting. To the point she looked forward to those rather than being too nervous to talk about those.

Despite the initial unease and the tentative approach she took in handling those, Artoria was truly in love with her wife, and she was with her. Both were tight and affectionate, and the kingdom was actually enjoying that form of sight. With the new heir born and the 'Pendragon' dynasty preserved, Ria could now enjoy the peace of not having to handle pressure for new children.

Rather, she could enjoy her plans for Camelot, helping the peasantry and local nobility alike, while also making sure she fully explored and understood the full meaning of being a king. Not just as the ideal one, but also the True One. Not a being that resembled a deity, but one that became one by sheer willpower and example.

Still, her throbbing heart knew that someone was amiss in that beautiful upturn in her life, and that someone had just given her the chance to meet him back once more. When Joseph mentioned the war that was soon going to erupt for the liberation of Italia, she saw an opportunity to go through the many possibilities and scenarios playing in her mind.

Joseph was still in her mind- and Guinevere. Where the blonde's affection was more raw and intense, the brunette's take on the man was more of a young woman swooned by his overall being. It wasn't a precise element that conquered her lesser attraction compared to the bigger one she held for her husband, but rather a sense of kinship and affection that went beyond mere friendship. Despite the denser approach taken by the young woman, these two did share a lot of common elements. Common elements that were highlighted many times during their private times.

Guinevere was pouting a lot about it when she was reminded she couldn't leave the safe walls of Camelot as she was the queen and still handling the little boy she was meant to nurture and groom into being the prince of that kingdom. She admitted she would have loved to be around Joseph again, but that she ultimately understood her king wanted to be the one that personally takes care of this sort of affair.

And at hearing this sort of concession, Ria's ears just reddened due to a blush. And the sight was enough to prompt a round of giggles from her queen, compelling for another display of affection that was theirs to know and, if possible, share with those they cared as closely as each other. Ria wasn't outright sold on how unique this relationship was, and she could tell Merlin would be using this chance to create a mess out of it if he had been around to see this. Sadly, the magician was busy hiding from two very annoyed fairy monarchs that were trying to sort out some issues left behind by her father.

Ria granted them permission to go through that hunt as soon as she realized who had helped them get together and how this all happened. Annoyed, seeing this as similar to what happened with Morgan and the conception of Mordred, Ria just wanted this mess cleaned up at once. And these two would do just fine to get that done on their own.

And now, it was time to prepare some surprises for a very unaware Joseph. After all, he didn't know she had 'grown' a bit more than just in height.