Fem!Lancelot, Fem!Tristan

Fem!Lancelot

-x-X-x-

From the moment he laid eyes on her new female form, Shigure knew he had to have her. But the Master of Chaldea was no fool. He also knew she'd be a fair bit tougher of a nut to crack then say, Bedivere or Gawain. Where Bedivere was shy and nervous but instinctively intrigued and Gawain was simply eager to please, Lancelot was… quite a bit more experienced. She was, to put it bluntly, a cougar.

The Servant had always been a bit of a flirt, even back when he was still a man. It was simply in his nature to be gallant and chivalrous, and to draw beautiful women in as a result. However, becoming a woman herself had led Lancelot down a different sort of path. Shigure had most certainly noticed it, he'd have to be blind not to. The hormonal shift that turning female had given her had resulted in her very clearly turning her desires to the male persuasion.

… He didn't think she'd noticed, funnily enough. As he watched from afar, as he enjoyed some public time with her each day, Shigure was beginning to realize that Lancelot was not in fact completely cognizant of what she was doing. At least, not at first anyways. She'd been gravitating to him instinctively, the only remaining male in Chaldea, and she'd begun to flirt with him quite a bit, without even seeming to know she was doing it.

It was simply who she was, at the end of the day, and Lancelot had never been very ashamed of THAT. Still, Shigure wasn't the kind of man who passed up an opportunity. While he wasn't about to outright demand Lancelot get down on her knees and service him in a common area like he had with Gawain, sure that that wouldn't go well, he also wasn't going to ignore her flirtatious attitude.

So of course, he flirted back with her. And of course, in the face of a responsive partner, Lancelot flirted back. Their interactions were getting progressively steamier, and recently, Shigure had noticed the light of realization showing in Lancelot's beautiful purple eyes as she smiled slightly and blushed under his words. He was getting closer there… and in the end, he'd ultimately decided that the best way to handle the cougar was to let her come to him.

Trying to go to her was likely to end with him on his back and her riding him, and while Shigure was sure he could exhaust her, it wasn't exactly what he wanted. No, he had visions of the purple-haired Servant on her knees before him, of his cock down her throat and her cheeks bulging out as her nostrils flared for breath. Her eyes would be glazed over with desire and lust, and she would be willingly fucking her own face on his shaft.

That was what Shigure wanted out of this. To see the Knight of the Lake on her knees, submitting like all the others. To that end, he'd taken to engineering little… meetings between the two of them. One such meeting was happening right this moment, a simply passing by in the hall. He could see her up ahead even, and he holds back the full force of his grin as he watches Lancelot's eyes light up upon noticing him as well.

They near each other and then pause as Shigure inclines his head.

"Lancelot. You're looking as gorgeous as ever."

His eyes then slide up and down her body, very deliberately making a show of tracing her form. If it seemed heavy-handed, that was because it was. By this point, their flirting was akin to them taking sledgehammers upon which 'Let's fuck!' were emblazoned. Lancelot covers her mouth as she laughs rather gaily behind it, her eyes glittering with desire and promise, even as she answers him.

"Thank you, Master. You're not looking too bad yourself. I was just on my way to practice some… sword play. I don't suppose you'd be interested in watching."

Shigure raises an eyebrow at that, before quirking the corner of his lip up and shaking his head.

"I'm not one to just sit and watch, I'm afraid. But you enjoy yourself, alright? And if you're ever interested in expanding your understanding of… sword play, feel free to stop by my quarters for a free lesson."

Lancelot's eyes widen slightly at the forward invitation, but she smiles prettily all the same, shifting slightly, showing off her feminine form like she was born to it, rather than forced to adapt to it only a little while ago. She's very much embraced her new gender, that much is clear.

"Well, well, Master… I might just take you up on that. If you think you can keep up with me, anyways~"

Shigure chuckles darkly, his eyes flashing with promise as he keeps his hands half in his front pockets.

"Oh, I'm sure I could. The invitation stands, Lancelot. Now, go enjoy yourself."

With that, he continues on past her, the small exchange ending right then and there. Best to keep her wanting, best to end it on HIS terms. For a moment, he doesn't hear her footsteps. He keeps walking, but he's very aware that her eyes are on his back. She might not take him up on his offer today, she might not even take him up on it tomorrow… but he had the fish hooked now, he was sure of it. Soon… she'd be his.

-x-X-x-

Of course, what Shigure doesn't notice is what happens after Lancelot starts actually walking away. The purple-haired Servant has a light smile on her face as she continues on her way to the training grounds. She doesn't mind it at all when Master flirts with her after all, though she's certainly noticed him getting more and more aggressive. This was the first time he'd invited her to his actual quarters, for example. She was kind of enjoying it though. She enjoyed the fact that Shigure obviously found her attractive. It was… nice to be acknowledged.

However, as she turns the corner, Lancelot finds herself very nearly running face first into a familiar young lady. Coming to a sudden stop, Lancelot blinks down at Mash. By this time, Master is well out of sight and earshot, having turned a corner of his own and continued along his path through Chaldea's halls.

As such, its just Lancelot and Mash as the latter stares at the former with a glare that… well, if looks could kill, right? Mash's hands are curled into little fists at her side, and she's staring Lancelot down as Lancelot comes to a halt before her. Their relationship has always been an odd one, to say the least. The spirit of Lancelot's son, Galahad, inhabited the young woman, the demi-servant before her. Mash Kyrielight was the embodiment of all that Galahad had represented… albeit in female form.

Still, Lancelot had tried to be something of a father to Mash once he'd found out the circumstances behind it all. A lot of the time, Mash had been disappointed in him though, and their relationship had been a little bit strained. Now that she was a woman… well, that sort of made her something akin to Mash's surrogate mother, now didn't it? Or… something.

Smiling brightly as she decides to go along with that thought, Lancelot nods to her 'daughter'.

"Mash. How are you doing today?"

For a moment, the younger woman doesn't respond. She continues to glare Lancelot down in silence for about five seconds more, before finally growling and letting it out. And when she lets it out… she lets it ALL out.

"I thought you'd be better now! I thought that becoming a woman might set you straight, that you might actually tone down your lascivious ways."

Lancelot blinks at that, even as Mash points an accusatory finger in her direction. She opens her mouth to reply, but the other woman isn't done by a long shot.

"But no! No, I couldn't even have this! I couldn't even have a p-possible mother who wasn't a complete and utter SLUT!"

Well hey now, that was a little rude, wasn't it? Was she going to have to take Mash and bend her over her knee? Was that what she was supposed to do in this particular situation? Even as Lancelot stands there, a bit flummoxed, Mash continues on.

"No… no, you're not just a slut! You're a total THOT now! You're a thot who just senselessly flirts with Senpai! It's like… it's like you WANT Senpai to turn you into a mind-broken cum slut!"

Lancelot finds herself once again blinking. Wait, what? Thinking about it, she found herself furrowing her brow as Mash continued to rant on and on about this and that, mostly about her precious Senpai. Now, Lancelot was not an unobservant fellow. She hadn't been as a man, and she wasn't totally unobservant now. Sure, it'd taken her a while to realize that she was flirting with Master and he was in turn flirting with her, but Lancelot chalked that up to the transitional period she was undoubtedly owed upon becoming a woman so suddenly.

But all the same, Lancelot knew what the young Master of Chaldea was like with the other female Servants. She had known for quite some time. Just like she also knew how Mash felt about her 'Senpai'. Was that what this was? Was Mash jealous of their flirting? And was that flirting indeed leading down a certain path, towards an ignoble fate? If so… why was the mere thought making her so wet?

"A-Are you even listening to me?! Y-You know what! I hope… I hope that Senpai DOES turn you into a mind broken cum slut! It's no less than you deserve for everything you've done! YOU RUIN EVERYTHING!"

And like that, the young demi-servant, tears streaming down her face, spins about and runs off, fleeing the scene and leaving her surrogate mother standing there, staring after her. Unbeknownst to Mash, her tirade had awakened something within Lancelot. She'd planted the idea in the purple-haired Servant's head now, and Lancelot could no longer shake it off.

She needed a good dicking. She just did. Left unbelievably horny by Mash's words, Lancelot can feel the juices leaking from her genitals betwixt her thighs. She was like some… like some maiden, one of the ones she'd once seduced and bedded back when she was still a man. Those thirty wenches were always eager to lay with a Knight, and right now there wasn't much more Lancelot wanted then to bed her Master.

He was the only cock around after all, not another member of the male persuasion left in all of Chaldea. So… she'd have to go find him, wouldn't she? No other choice, no matter how upset Mash was. Lancelot had never claimed to be a GOOD mother, after all…

Well! She knew where Shigure was, or at least where he was going, right? That 'conversation' with Mash couldn't have taken more than five or ten minutes at most! Whirling around, her training session with Tristan completely forgotten, Lancelot heads back the way she came, not quite running towards her Master, but certainly walking at a brisk pace in the direction she'd seen him leave in. Licking her lips and looking forward with clear determination in her face, Lancelot makes her way through Chaldea's corridors with all due haste.

She had a dick to find, after all.

-x-X-x-

Out of all the possible outcomes to him finally propositioning Lancelot, the one he least expected was the one that actually happened. It couldn't have been more than twenty minutes after their little meeting in the hallway before quite suddenly, Lancelot was at his side, clutching his arm and wrapping her breasts around his side as she leans in and grins eagerly.

There's a positively THIRSTY look on her face as he raises an eyebrow at the Lady Knight.

"I'm taking you up on that offer, Master! I just know I need a hot stud like you to take me and bang my brains out!"

Shigure's eyebrows BOTH raise nearly to his hairline at that, but he's not one to look a gift horse in the mouth, and in fact, he's MORE than happy to oblige. Turning away from his current destination without a single glance backwards, the young Master of Chaldea leads Lancelot back to his quarters. She goes along with it quite eagerly, grinding against him the entire time, burying his arm in her cleavage and telling him all the things she wants him to do to her all the way there.

He couldn't say what had caused this change to come over her, what had made the flirtatious cougar transform into an insatiable minx, but he also wasn't about to question it. As soon as they're inside his room, Lancelot pulls away and begins to strip out of her clothing. Her armor simply fades off of her, dispersing into spiritual particles, but she's a little slower in removing the garments beneath it.

To be fair, all the female Servant wears beneath her armor is a cute little top that shows off plenty of cleavage and does more to cover her arms then her upper chest or her abdomen, as well as a pair of short black shorts that all but cling to her body. Still, she takes her time peeling both off, in turn giving Shigure plenty of time to strip out of his uniform so that he's just as naked as her when Lancelot finally falls to her knees before him.

His hand immediately reaches out to lace through her purple locks, and he can't help but twitch a little at the look in her eyes as she gazes up at him. Not quite the glazed-over, fucked silly look from his fantasies, but the desire and arousal in her purple irises is still more than enough to get his engine going, as is the way she strokes his cock the rest of the way to full mast. One hand on his length, and one hand between her legs, Lancelot wastes no time in engulfing his member in her needy mouth, even as she fingers herself towards a quick completion.

The moans from her first climax reverberate along Shigure's shaft, and he groans as he adds his second hand to her hair, now gripping her head with both and thoroughly enjoying her efforts to please him with her mouth. She's all but worshipping his cock now, this cougar of a Lady Knight, her tongue slurping around his shaft.

As she gets further and further along his length, helped a bit by Shigure's insistent grip on her hair, the hand around the lower half of his cock eventually falls away. First its regulated to merely holding onto the base of his member, but when her lips begin to press against the sides of her fingers, Lancelot removes it and puts it to better use instead, the hand going to Shigure's churning ball sack and massaging and kneading his sensitive nuts.

With a groan, Shigure finds he can't hold back any longer. It's all too damn close to his fantasy, and with the reality before him… he grips tight and begins to thrust forward, forcing Lancelot the rest of the way down his length, burying her face in his crotch again and again. Her nostrils flare each time he lets her pull back, only for her nose to end up pressed against his flesh, inhaling the scent of his erection directly as her lips suction down around the base of his cock.

Her chin, covered in slobber in short order, smacks into his ball sack, or his ball sack smacks into her chin. One or the other, it matters not. Lancelot regulates her fingers on his nuts to the back of the sack so that she can properly feel the impact of his sweaty gonads against her chin again and again, while at the same time her lewd, writhing tongue continues to slurp this way and that along the underside of the girthy meat rod pushing down the back of her throat over and over.

"Gagkh! Gagkh! Gagkh!"

This is everything he wanted. As he stares down into Lancelot's eyes, he finally sees the glazed-over look from his fantasies, now made reality by the insatiable Lady Knight's needy desires. Pounding away into her throat with all his might, Shigure grins viciously as he speeds up the pace, thoroughly plowing her face hole, and at this point, practically fucking the helpless, horny Servant's skull.

"GAGKH! GAGKH! GAGKH!"

Her throat feels phenomenal, even as it spasms and convulses around his cock. Its not much longer before Shigure can no longer hold back, and he suddenly finds himself cumming down her gullet. To her credit, even with her face in ruins from the tears and the drool, Lancelot immediately starts to swallow, and the lion's share of his cum makes it right down her throat, while Shigure pulls back, inch by inch, leaving her mouth behind.

As he pops out from betwixt her lips, the purple-haired Lady Knight swallows one last time and then traces her tongue out to lick at them. Smiling up at him impishly and seductively and sultrily all at once, Lancelot gives Shigure a moan, her mouth forming into a small o as she reaches one last orgasm from the feel of her fingers still in her cunt.

"Delicious… your seed is so hot and thick, Master. I want it… I want it inside of me. I want it in my cunt. Fill me up with your cum, Master. Pleeeease~"

Grabbing her by the shoulders, the enhanced Master of Chaldea tosses his latest conquest onto the bed. He's quick to follow her, his hands closing around her ankles as he drags up her legs and folds her in half right then and there. His massive cock, still nice and hard, slaps down across Lancelot's gushing wet pussy lips and her navel, even as she wraps her hands around her legs as well, holding them so that he can let go and grab her full, busty chest instead.

Squeezing and mauling Lancelot's gorgeous rack, Shigure leans in and grins down at her, even as he slides back along her slit until his cockhead slips right into her needy folds.

"I'm going to put the 'M' back in 'MILF', slut."

He thrusts in after that, and Lancelot's eyes go wide at both the feel of his hard cock inside of her and the words hitting her ears. She immediately orgasms around his length, even as Shigure begins to fuck her in the mating press, pumping his meat DEEP into her cunt again and again and again. It doesn't take long for him to reach her cervix, not with how wet she is, not with how needy she is.

She was virginal, of course, there wasn't really anyone else around who could take her purity from her since Shigure was the only one with a dick left in all of Chaldea. But given how wet she was by the time he penetrated her, the tearing of her hymen was barely a footnote on the passionate rough plowing that followed. As he pounds down into Lancelot from above, her folded-up body bouncing and jiggling quite lewdly, the Lady Knight moans throatily, her eyes first going crossed, and then rolling up in her head altogether as she cums again and again around his shaft.

Though, even as Shigure fucks her and even as she's clearly experiencing mind-blowing orgasm after mind-blowing orgasm, she's not completely out for the count, not quite. Each time her eyes roll back in her head, they eventually roll forward again. Each time he's slowing down, she squeezes tightly at his cock and demands he speed up some more.

Its Lancelot spurring him on that eventually sees Shigure punching right through her cervix and into her womb with his thick, club-like meat rod. He fills her babymaker with his massive cockhead, pushing deep into her and watching as she screams with ecstasy, arching her back in just the perfect way for him to lean down and bite at one pushed-out tit with his teeth.

Her inner walls, along with her cervix, clench and squeeze down around his throbbing length, and Shigure finally lets go, filling her womb to the brim with his seed. Only once he's done pumping a nice, thick load of the cum she'd said she liked so much into her womb does Shigure begin to pull out… but as he does so, Lancelot lets go of her ankles, her legs falling back around his body and them immediately WRAPPING around his waist as well.

She grips him tightly then and wraps her arms around his neck for good measure as she licks her lips in a lewd, lustful way, her face rosy and just so very… very perverted. The look in her eyes as she gazes up at him… well, safe to say Shigure has seen it before in a number of his Servants.

"I'm going to need more than that, Master~ Please, won't you keep fucking me all night long?"

His cock twitches, still half-buried in her depths and Shigure grins ferally as he sinks all the way back into her, pushing past her battered cervix and through the cum still filling her womb. Then, he begins to give it to her again, fucking her creampied cunt as hard as he can. He intends to do it all night long too. After all, he's not going to deny her that much. He still needs to show her who's boss, it seems.

-x-X-x-

Mash lets out a yelp when she rounds a corner and suddenly finds herself being ambushed by a pair of arms and a truly spectacular bosom. The only problem is, that bosom is the bosom of the woman that one might call her 'mother'. Lancelot squeals happily as she holds Mash close, and all the demi-servant can do is squirm and shout into her mother's breasts.

"Mash! I took your advice into account, and you'll be happy to know you're going to be a big sister soon!"

Mash freezes up at that, and after a moment as she's still processing Lancelot's words, the purple-haired Lady Knight pulls back with a perfectly perverse smile on her face as she holds Mash at arm's length.

"Thank you for the suggestion! Becoming Master's mind broken cum dump was positively superb!"

And like that, Lancelot steps past Mash and walks off happily, leaving the young woman behind, eyes wide from under the fringe of her hair. After a moment, Mash's lips push outwards in a truly mighty pout. She can't help but be annoyed that her 'mother' for lack of a better word is just as perky as ever before. When is it going to be her turn? When is she going to get to have some fun with Senpai?!

She's been waiting so long for this, waiting so long for Senpai to sweep her up in his arms and take her to bed. She didn't even care what form it ultimately took. If he wanted her to be his pet doggy, she'd wear a damn collar and bark for him! If he wanted her to be bound and gagged as he drizzled hot red wax all over her naked, flexing back, she'd happily do that too!

A-Ah, but those were just basic ideas… she'd also gladly hold hands with him as he took her virginity beneath the covers in the missionary position, lights out. That… t-that'd be okay too. Mash didn't CARE how it happened anymore, only that it happened! But then… perhaps that was what she'd been missing all along.

If… if she didn't care how it happened, then she didn't really care if it was Senpai or her who made the first move, did she? No… N-no she didn't. So then, she could… she could just go to him and make Senpai give her some sexy time, instead of waiting any longer for him to come to her! Mash goes bright red at the very idea, squirming in place and fidgeting uncontrollably in the middle of the corridor.

O-Oh… this was something she'd have to think about some more…

-x-X-x-

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Fem!Tristan

-x-X-x-

At this point, he had to complete the set, right? It just made sense. By now, Shigure had managed to bring most of the Knights of the Round Table, along with their King (who now identified herself as HIS Queen) under his sway. 'Queen' Arturia and the Lady Knights Bedivere, Gawain, and Lancelot. They'd all come to serve him in a much more intimate manner than the simple Master/Servant relationship they'd had before.

He might have summoned them, and they might have fought for him… but now, he OWNED them. Regardless, as Master of Chaldea, he was nothing if not a completionist. There was only one Lady Knight left now. Sir Tristan. And as it just so happened, Shigure knew EXACTLY what he was going to do to bring her in the fold. Catching sight of the red head down the corridor for him, Shigure smiles and begins walking in her direction, calling out to her as he does so.

"Tristan! I wished to speak with you!"

She truly is beautiful now, though to be fair, even before, as a male, Tristan had been handsome in a more feminine than masculine sort of way. Still, now, as a Lady Knight, Tristan was the height of poise and grace and beauty. Her long, flowing white cape covered much of her body, but as she turns to regard him, her eyes still closed, it swishes aside and reveals her beautiful armor, which these days, shows much more skin.

Next time he saw Merlin, Shigure was going to have to thank her for providing slutty female armor for all of these lovely Lady Knights, because he's sure they wouldn't have worn it if it wasn't presented to them. Regardless, even though her eyes are closed, Shigure still makes sure to bow as he finally comes to a stop before Tristan, and she in turn smiles slightly at him.

"Master. What can I do for you?"

She's quite soft-spoken, but Shigure doesn't mind that much. It's not her voice he's interested in. Continuing to maintain his gentlemanly tone, the young Master of Chaldea straightens back up and clears his throat a little.

"I was speaking with your fellow Knights the other day, and they told me of your musical prowess. They claim your skill with the harp is equal to your skill on the battlefield. I must confess, I'm a little disappointed that I haven't ever heard you play!"

The closest thing to surprise flickers across the red head's otherwise placid face. She doesn't open her eyes or anything like that, but her brow raises as much as it can without doing so.

"I… apologize, Master. I did not know you were interested in music."

Shigure gasps a little, playing it up just a bit as he splays his fingers across his chest.

"You didn't? Well, we shall have to rectify this for both of us, right this moment, shan't we? I would request your company for the evening. Will you accompany me to my room and give me a private concert?"

The light blush that spreads across Tristan's cheeks tells Shigure that the newly made woman already knows what happens to girls that go into Shigure's room. And yet the soft smile that spreads across her face as she reaches out to place her hand in the one he's now offering her, tells him that she's interested, nonetheless. As she lets him take her by the hand, the Lady Knight nods her agreement.

"Very well, Master. I would be happy to do so."

And like that, they're on their way. Tristan doesn't seem too worried though. Shigure is curious to see just how deep her desire for him runs, but he's also actually interested in her music. The two things war within him, even as Tristan herself is not conflicted whatsoever. After all, if her King and her fellow Knights have all found cause to pledge themselves even further to their Master, why shouldn't she?

It doesn't take long to reach Shigure's quarters. They pass more than one female Servant along the way, but as soon as they see Tristan with Shigure, him holding her hand almost regally and guiding her along, they know that their chances this fine evening are next to nil. More than one disappointed woman ends up turning and walking in the other direction, dejected and altogether jealous of Tristan's luck.

Not that she pays them any mind, with her eyes closed as they are, and her focus entirely on the upcoming performance. As they step inside Shigure's quarters and he closes the door behind them, Tristan moves to the center of the room, not seeming to have any issue at all despite her closed eyes. But then, the Lady Knight has had her eyes closed for a long time… much longer than she's been a woman. Moving about without sight at this point is second nature for her.

Stopping in the center of Shigure's quarters, Tristan reaches up and unclasps her cloak, letting it fall from her shoulders. It disappears into nothingness, becoming prana, energy once more as it falls away from her, not even getting a chance to hit the ground. She then places her hands on either of her shoulders… and runs them down her body, transforming her beautiful set of armor into a more casual outfit.

The very skimpy greaves she was wearing, along with her heeled sabatons, disappear in a flash to be replaced with long leggings. Meanwhile her breastplate, which truly did not do much beyond covering her breasts, becomes a loose, deep collared shirt that actually did quite a lot to EXPOSE her breasts, as well as the purple scar in the middle of her chest, marking the poison wound she'd taken during her original lifetime.

Seeing her doing this, Shigure slowly moved around her, giving her space to play, even as he made his way to the bed and sat down. He never let his eyes fall away from her though, more than a little… mesmerized by her elegance, by her beauty. As a man, Sir Tristan had been a bit of a tragic figure, somewhat pitiable but mostly just kind of… disappointing. As a woman, Lady Knight Tristan was a vision of beauty, her sadness only adding to her gorgeous visage.

Once she was dressed in more comfortable clothing, Tristan reached out to one side, splaying her fingers. An instant later, her instrument of choice, both in war and music, was in that hand. Shigure knows it to be called Failnaught, and if he had to describe it, he would simply call it a bow-harp. It was clearly capable of doing great harm… but that wasn't why they were here tonight, now was it?

"Show me, Tristan. Show me what you're capable of."

Tristan's smile grows a little wider at Shigure's commanding tone, even as she sets herself in place, her instrument fixing itself to the floor and no longer needing her to hold it. Both of her hands slide down to the multitude of strings that rest across it, and without another word, the Lady Knight begins to play, begins to serenade Shigure with her skills. It is both beautiful and haunting, and Shigure finds himself lost in the music, mouth slightly open, eyes wide.

He's not conflicted about what he wants to do with Tristan anymore. The more physical, more intimate sort of fun can come later. For now, he simply sits and listens.

-x-X-x-

He's not sure how long Tristan plays for, only that when she finally stops, he's somehow filled with a certainty that this is exactly when she's supposed to be finished. There's a slight desire for more, but it's not overwhelming. He doesn't have this desire to stand up and demand an encore… but what he DOES do is stand up and clap with purpose, a wide smile on his face.

"That was beautiful, my dear. That was absolutely spectacular. Your music… you are a hidden treasure, one I am sorry to have ignored before now."

Tristan ducks her head, blushing even more, clearly unused to praise. Or perhaps there was something else going on, because the next words out of her mouth aren't what he's expecting.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it, Master. But… I do still have one last very special song to play for you."

Shigure lifts an eyebrow at that. As said before, he felt like she'd finished, like she'd completed a masterpiece. It almost felt wrong to demand more from her, and that's why he hadn't… but if she was offering? Slowly, the young Master of Chaldea nods his head.

"Very well. Go ahead."

He sits back down on the edge of the bed, prepared for another piece of art to hit his ears, but Tristan doesn't begin to play again, not right away. Instead, she picks up her bow-harp and walks over to him, causing Shigure to furrow his brow for a moment, until the beautiful red head kneels before him and he finally begins to see where this is going. Is it crazy that despite his intentions for this evening, her music had completely made him forget his physical attraction to her?

Well, it's back now with a vengeance, what with her kneeling before him, her cleavage still on full display. And it's not going away any time soon if Tristan has anything to say about it, as she reaches out and spreads his knees apart, before grabbing at his pants and carefully extracting his flaccid cock from its confines.

Shigure doesn't doubt that it won't stay flaccid for long, but truth be told, he really hadn't been feeling any sort of sexual arousal until now. His mind had been lost in Tristan's music. Of course, now she has a very different sort of music planned for him. Strumming a chord on Failnaught, Tristan smiles up at him with those closed eyes, even as the soundwaves emanating from the bow-harp cause a pleasurable feeling to reverberate through his genitals.

The young Master of Chaldea lifts both eyebrows as his cock immediately twitches and grows hard, Tristan's new 'song' causing him to pop a boner, one that is now pointed directly at that cute soft smile the red head is sporting. If Tristan is nonplussed by this, she certainly doesn't show it. No, instead she keeps playing, and this 'very special song' as the red head labeled it, does exactly what its intended to do, the melody not for his ears, but for his lower brain as pleasurable vibrations are sent up his length.

She brings him closer and closer to orgasm without even TOUCHING him, until finally, Shigure groans and clutches at the bedding he's sat upon, abruptly cumming all over Tristan's face and chest. The first couple of ropes of cum land on Tristan's face, hitting her left cheek and her chin respectively. The next hits a little lower on the hollow of her throat, while the last few all strike her exposed chest. One is a direct hit on Tristan's scar, inducing an interesting reaction from the Lady Knight that Shigure doesn't fail to notice. Judging by the hitched breath followed up with a throaty moan, Tristan's scar is VERY sensitive, overly so, and that can be taken advantage of…

At the same time, a couple of thick globs of his seed end up on her lips and in her mouth. Tristan swallows the cum in her mouth and lustfully licks her lips clean, even as Shigure catches his breath, brow still raised in pleasant surprise as he slowly releases his orgasmic grip on the bedding.

"That was… that was QUITE the performance, my Lady Tristan."

Rising to her feet, the red head scoops the remaining cum up off of her chest with her fingers, slowly sucking them clean in quite the erotic manner. She vanishes Failnaught into the ether a moment later, and moans as she runs her hands up and down her body, before ultimately TEARING her already rather open shirt off of herself, letting it break into prana as well as she exposes her upper torso, her pale flesh exquisite and on full display now.

"I'm not quite finished yet, Master."

Shigure can't help but grin at that. He's certainly not going to interrupt her. Tristan strips off her leggings as well, easily tearing the prana-constructs off her body and exposing the rest of her gorgeous form. She's all woman now, no matter what or who she was before. Tristan makes that clear with her next move, stalking up to Shigure and then spinning about, her delicious derriere in his face as she climbs onto his lap backwards.

One of her soft palms and the slender feminine fingers that accompany it grip his shaft, and Shigure grunts as the beautiful woman places his cockhead at her slit and immediately begins to impale herself agonizingly slowly onto his length. Inch by inch, bit by bit, Tristan takes her time in giving him her purity, her hymen tearing as Shigure's fat cock goes right through it.

Rather than pain though, it's obvious that Tristan was looking forward to this. Her throaty moans fill the air, and her inner walls clench and squeeze quite rhythmically around Shigure's shaft. He in turn grunts, his hands coming up to latch onto her thin waist as to hold her steady as she drapes her pale, long legs over the sides of his own for support.

Just like that, the Lady Knight is impaled on his shaft. It feels… spectacular. Shigure doesn't even do much, he simply holds onto Tristan as she in turn gyrates and undulates on his cock, moaning almost melodically the entire time. This proves to be a good idea, because with her hands free as he's making sure she doesn't fall off, the red head reaches out into thin air again and once more summons her bow-harp.

The Lady Knight starts to play Failnaught once more, sending those pleasurable vibrations through Shigure's genitals all over again, but this time those vibrations are combined with the tight, gripping, rhythmic squeezing of his cock by her inner walls. It's the most beautiful experience Shigure has ever had, in a way. Oh sure, he's had harder sex, rougher sex, marathon sex that lasted for days. He's had to fight for control, he's been loving and doting.

But musical sex? Of this caliber? Well, it just went to show that there was always something new, wasn't there? Still, even now, Shigure wasn't ENTIRELY content to let Tristan have all the fun. Once it became clear that she could hold herself up, her feet wrapping around the inside of his ankles and anchoring her legs while she continued to bounce up and down on his cock and play her bow-harp, Shigure was eager to move his hands up from her thin waist to her gorgeous pale breasts.

His digits dig into the Lady Knight's titflesh, and Tristan moans as he leaves red fingerprints against her easily marked skin. More than that though, his middle fingers on both hands, being longer than the others, end up sliding along the edges of the scar in the center of her chest, lightly tracing it, never quiiiite touching it… but that alone is more than enough to send waves of pleasure through Tristan.

At the same time, Shigure leans in and sucks on her neck, leaving a nice big hickey in her pale skin. What started as a solo performance has quickly become a duet now, even if Shigure isn't contributing anything… musical to matters. Needless to say, he's most certainly giving back just as much as he's getting from the red head currently bouncing up and down on his cock. She's moaning and mewling as she strums her harp, and Shigure isn't letting himself cum, not for anything.

It's through that titanic force of will that he manages to hold himself back until finally, Tristan herself reaches climax. The orgasm is explosive, and appropriately massive as she screams in pleasure, her entire body shaking and seizing up from the sudden release. Her pussy walls are what truly matter though, tightening up, clenching down EXTREMELY hard, and finally milking Shigure of his own release.

He groans as he positively explodes into Tristan's womb, his seed painting every inch of her inner walls and then some, leaving her sloshing with thick, hot, viscous cum, even as the harp-playing finally ends and Failnaught disappears from sight. As they both come down from their respective pleasure highs, Tristan pops herself off of Shigure's cock and then twists her body around to face him, and for the first time, looks into Shigure's eyes with her own.

Shigure stares back, momentarily amazed to see Tristan's eyes open, before grinning quite wickedly, pleased with himself that HE had clearly managed to do what most others, be they opponents or friends, could not. He and he alone had managed to make Tristan's eyes open up after fucking the red-haired Lady Knight to a mind-blowing, screaming orgasm that had clearly left her wanting more.

"Thank you, Master. I had a wonderful time… and to be perfectly honest, I haven't felt this way in a long, long while."

Leaning in, the beautiful red head gives the young Master of Chaldea a peck on the lips. Then, with her arms now around his neck, she quite suddenly summons Failnaught once more, this time behind him. Strumming it just a single time causes the soundwaves to stimulate Shigure's cock between them, bringing him back to full mast as Tristan smiles coyly, her eyes still open and now FILLED with quite visible lust.

As she flutters her lashes, the Lady Knight licks her lips, looking down at his cock with clear desire.

"Mm, Master… would you like an encore?"

There was really only one possible to answer to a question like that, now wasn't there? Chuckling, Shigure places his hands on Tristan's pale hips, looking into her beautiful blue eyes.

"Of course, I would."

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