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What's Up With What's Going Down? - Lucina reward story
🕑 Added 2021-05-23 22:37:40 +0000 UTCVirion being late for a meeting was just an assumed outcome. The noble was notoriously difficult for getting to war meetings on time, and for a while, everyone just assumed it was more of the same. But Virion was simply not coming this time. An entire hour went by before the sheepish question of, "Do we check on him?" finally came up at the table. It would be a disruption of the meeting, but perhaps an important one, if there was a chance Virion was in danger. Were he just sleeping, there would be a lot of yelling, and that would offer a catharsis to everyone perhaps more valuable than discussing the defense of trade routes.
Parties split up to check different locations, and it was the group visiting his tent who were greeted with the unfortunate mess of just what was going on.
"Harder!" Lucina cried, pinned underneath the archer who took great delight in recklessly fucking her on his bed. Virion wasn't in any danger. He hadn't even overslept. He was balls deep in Chrom's daughter and absolutely not sorry for it in the least, indicating his desperately vigorous need to lose all control by simply ramming down into her and senselessly pounding away. There was a single-minded certainty to what he did, a pressure and a fire built on something direct. Something sinful. Virion didn't show any qualms about pounding the princess from the future when he had more important things to do. IN fact, he was already deep into enjoying every second of this ferocious, clumsy mess.
There was no good way to answer to this mess. "Absolutely spectacular. The most forbidden fruit clings to my cock and begs me for release!" He threw himself recklessly into all these pleasures, refusing to hold back the grandiose thrills of want that followed. He was determined to keep going, fucking down into Lucina's slick hole and exploring the unrelenting pleasure of no longer caring. He was happy to just go all out and let go of all reason. In exchange for his eagerness, he was rewarded with a pussy begging tight around his cock and pleading with him for more.
"Oh, you’re amazing," Lucina moaned, withing on his bed and accepting the pleasures that he was throwing at her. There was no restraint on her part. She was happy to let it take her, happy to feel one of her father's friend fucking her needy pussy as hard as he could. "I knew you would give me just what I needed. Your cock tastes so good, but it feels even better inside me!" The words were absolute absurdity coming from her, leaving everyone who watched from the entrance to the tent in appalled silence. There was no good way to approach the utter madness behind all of this.
But they watched. Confused, outraged, and baffled, a group of Panne, Robin, and Olivia watched somewhere between panic and frustration as the princess let Virion hammer her into submission. There was no good sense to any of this, but they were appalled if only through how outrageous and audacious this whole thing was. The harder motions against these thrusts and the hastier crash into ecstasy came with little sense or clam to it, just unrestrained pleasure driving them both hard over the edge.
Virion came with an eager groan, gasping out the name of the goddess as he came inside of Lucina. He didn't hold anything back, and in turn, her shouts became louder than anyone could have imagined. Pleasure ached through Lucina, and she seemed ready to let the whole camp know.
Which was the problem: the entire camp already knew. Or at least suspected. Lucina had arrived from the future and joined with their forces to help slay Grima, and from the moment she arrived, rumours began to swell. Rumours that Lucina was sleeping with soldiers. Rumours of her getting into town and 'disappearing' for a few hours for what was said to be a sloppy tavern gangbang. There wasn't much concrete evidence of her indiscretions, but now, as they watched Lucina take a raw creampie from Virion, they had the most intense possible confirmation of what she was up to, and nobody knew what to say about it or how to proceed.
By dinner time, the entire camp would know about what happened here.
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At dinner time, Lucina didn't exactly hide it. Maybe it was because she could tell that everyone knew and had been staring at her strangely, but her conversation with a shifting, embarrassed Olivia turned bizarre when Lucina bent the dancer right over the table, proudly promising, "We can overcome those public nerves together!" as she tugged her clothes out of the way, exposing Olivia's ass and shoving hers into her pussy. Right there in front of most of the camp, Lucina took a bold move and threw everything she had into trying to get at them. "Come on. Moan for everyone. They're watching, Olivia. It's time to put on a show."
"Gods, wait, no, this isn't--" Olivia's breath shook in utter terror as she was fingerfucked right in front of everyone. Lucina had taken an even more outrageous move to make sure everyone believed the rumours, and poor Olivia was caught in the crossfire, getting pumped into by the princess's digits as she made absolutely clear just what sort of a creature she was. "Nngh, this feels--no. Not in front of these people. I can't possibly--" The embarrassment and pressure of being fingered clashed with the awkward throb of pleasure slowly building up. She had absolutely zero way to fight off this compromising panic, left exposed in front of her companions and forced to reveal so much more of herself than she could have ever possibly wanted to.
Lucina's fingers kept up their greedy approach. She held nothing back in her steady pumping, in the pace she knew would help bring Lucina to unraveling ruin if she could keep going. The fingers were determined, and they challenged her to try and contain herself. A hand smacked across the dancer's full ass, making her yelp so loud that everyone in the tent knew what was going on. Lucina, for her part, thrived under all this attention, a mischievous gleam in her eyes as she shot sultry looks to the onlookers. This wasn't really about helping Olivia open up; Lucina wanted everyone to know that she was as slutty as the rumours said, knowing that if she walked that line and pulled them all in, she'd be able to enjoy whatever she wanted from people coming to her for sex.
For someone caught innocently in the crossfire and hopelessly twisting through all these feelings, Olivia didn't exactly mind being treated this way. She squeaked through the noisy chaos and panic of being used, driven into a state where her voice simply spiked up in utter panic, head rolling back as moans began to fumble out of her lips, as she gave in to the delirium and panic letting go. Her orgasm felt spectacular, and she couldn't hide it, left slumped over the table. Lucina pulled her fingers out of Olivia and promptly slipped them into her own mouth, sucking the dancer's juices off of her fingers and leaving her there. She'd proven her point, and knew that the time to have fun was soon to come.
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"Things will never line up this perfectly again, Panne moaned, legs in the air and her husband mating pressing her. Gaius was aggressive and feverish in the pace he struck, pounding down deep into the taguel's pussy. It was extra tight and extra slick. Panne explained she was in the most intense heat she'd felt in years, and that this was the optimal time to breed in the hopes of continuing her people. Gaius was fine with that, especially when Panne revealed she had a surprise to make sure things went extra well: Lucina was here not to fuck Gaius, but to give him a helping hand in getting him to cum hard and deep inside of his wife.
To that end, Lucina shoved her ass into his face and rimmed Gaius with all the chaos and fever she could. "I'm happy to help," she whined, holding the thief's hips and letting her tongue slither against his hole with the utmost ferocity and devotion. Lucina's form of help was an aggressive one and a shameless one. She knew exactly what would best serve to make Gaius cum hard, and let her tongue slither its way against his hole in service to that. His slams up and down had him grinding his ass back into her face, but she was absolutely undeterred and unashamed, remaining tight in his ass and proving that she had no shame over such a position.
"Who would've thought Blue's little girl loved eating ass so much?" He couldn't believe it, but he was happy to take advantage of it, to work back and forth, fucking his wife and then pulling back to feel the tongue push deeper into him. It was a perfectly played back and forth, a mess of pleasure growing in wild intensity, messy and unrepentant and getting hotter by the second. Gaius found himself in a spectacular place, working quicker back and forth to enjoy the pleasures rising hotter out of control, feeling more and more intense. Panne writhed in joy beneath him, but Gaius found himself thriving with the guest in their bedroom, accepting the hastening pleasures and the increasingly more drastic flares of bliss that came with it. It felt too good to be true, but every last bit of it was.
When he came, it was with a hard grunt and a slam forward. he buried his cock to the hilt in Panne, but Lucina went right with him, her tongue burying its way deep into his ass and thrashing about while his pulsating cock fired off shot after shot of messy cum directly into his wife's womb, trying to breed the bunny woman whose own orgasm had her fitfully howling and thrashing about in joy. It was chaos, but a chaos that Lucina was happy to be a part of and happy to hold tight against the pleasure to ensure went perfectly.
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Donnel and Ricken were virgins. Lucina could tell. They were both looking at her in awkward gestures that always drifted back off again, never really focusing with any hope on the idea of saying anything and asking her if she could take their virginities. But she knew, and she bided her time, drawing things out and waiting until she could get both of them alone at the trainings grounds before reaching into both boys' pants and asking, "Do you want me to finally make you both men?"
In a flash, Lucina was down on all fours, Ricken's cock in her mouth and Donnel's in her pussy, and both nervous virgins awkwardly, clumsily fumbled their way through fucking her holes. It was a joy that shew didn't try to fight, heaving back and forth to take on their thrusts and roll with the utter chaos behind what they were after. It all felt perfect to Lucina, hitting the mark just where she needed it as each messy back and forth brought on greater and more intense satisfactions. There was no sense in trying to fight it, the pleasures steadily rising through them both as they gasped and groaned.
"Thank you," got said a lot. Lucina found it adorable, working her body back and forth between them to keep a steady pace for herself. The energy of taking cute boys' virginities wasn't something that she got to feel much while slutting her way around an army, but she found herself in a prime position now to roll with it and keep up all these tense and shaky feelings, shamelessness burning through her with unrelenting heat. This was too much in the most beautiful and reckless of ways, giving Lucina precisely what she craved and plunging her into a messy rush of all the pleasures she had been holding back.
Lucina was a gorgeous girl imposing herself on them for the sake of demanding their virginities. It was a bizarre fantasy come true for both of them, the nervous mage and the secluded farm boy both fucking the holes of a genuine princess whose every thought and effort now was driven by a desire to make them feel good. It didn't make a lot of sense to them, but they tried their best to keep going, throwing their hips into wild disarray for the clumsy purpose of pursuing messy pleasure. It was too much, and it felt like it was only getting further out of control. They kept thrusting and hoping for the best, pushing toward the best orgasm of their lives.
And they found it. They both yelled out with little sense or clarity, even Ricken reduced to mere syllables as he threw himself into this and let the pleasure take him. He came in Lucina's mouth while Donnel flooded her pussy, and she took their loads with a coy smile and some swallows, happily twisting through her own release and leaving the boys ragged and breathless as she drew back.
Naturally, she drew back in time for some people to arrive. Some soldiers, led by her own father, who all got to watch Lucina with cum dribbling down her chin, pulling away and swaying off with a smile and a, "Good evening, father," on her way past him through his stunned, outraged silence. Chrom already knew what his daughter was up to, but to see her stumble off while two of his Shepards hadn't even put their dicks away was just a new, spectacular frontier of insanity for her to play in.
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Chrom found himself increasingly aware, day by day, of his daughter's sluttery. She was having fun all over the camp, fucking not only the soldiers, but the Shepards. Chrom's closest friends were unabashed in fucking his daughter from the future. He caught her slobbering over Vaike's cock, saw her eating Sully out, heard the sounds of Stahl fucking her in the supply room when they were supposed to be sorting. His daughter was out of control, and Chrom was deeply, deeply embarrassed by the growing confusion and uncertainty of knowing that fact. By the talks of how promiscuous his daughter was. By his soldiers and even his friends all having sex with her.
It was deeply troubling to him; Lucina was here from the future, and when she was on the battlefield, she was ferocious. But when she wasn't fighting, she was up to things that were at best mildly embarrassing for Chrom to deal with. He wasn't sure exactly how he was supposed to address them, but as the days passed and more and more stories about his daughter from the future being a wanton slut around camp fell upon his ears or played out before his eyes, he wanted to do everything he could to fight them off, to push back against these growing worries. He had to intervene.
These thoughts stalked him on his way down the hall, everything tense and infuriating in the way that it held him. There was a war meeting to be attended, and he was so caught up in his deep thought that he wasn't paying much mind to the actual meeting and the reasons for it, all of those factors proving a distant, aimless second to the pressures and realities of what he had to deal with up front.
Which made it all the more shocking to Chrom when he entered the meeting tent only to find that he wasn't the first arrival. Two had gotten here before him, and it made Chrom's jaw drop to the floor.
"Your cock feels so good!" Lucina shrieked, getting bent over the meeting table and fucked from behind by none other than Robin. Chrom's own best friend was recklessly hammering into the princess from behind, thrashing about in greedy motions and desperately seeking to push her limits. It wasn't gentle or tender at all. Robin wasn't just having sex with Lucina, he was going all out on fucking her, challenging her with the reckless fever and greed behind his messy thrusts, subjecting her snug hole to the worst and most forceful of these feelings. The pleasure was out of control and it plunged her into reckless, wanton disarray. Outright ruin.
Robin didn't seem to notice that Chrom was watching. He held tighter onto Lucina's hips, staring down at her ass while he made his mark on her. "You feel so tight," he groaned. "I shouldn't have waited so long."
"You thought father would be mad at you. Mm, don't let that hold you back. Fuck his little girl senseless!" Lucina heaved back and forth, shoving back against Robin's thrusts in a needy, fitful show of raw desire. The desperation rose, every senseless ache of desire and hunger pushing her. "Oh gods, your cock is incredible. I want you to fuck me more often. My father's best friend is gifted with one of the best I've ever taken!"
The utter lack of control on Robin's part didn't come with any real sense of guilt or resistance. He just kept hammering away at her, fucking Lucina quicker and rougher in messy pursuit of a satisfaction too reckless to make any clear sense of. He kept heaving about, thrusting into the eagerly awaiting hole without any restraint or calm. Robin didn't have time for that, consumed by the feelings of lust and desire shoving him forward, keeping him engaged, lit up, and ready to challenge her. Lucina was going to give up fully to him, and he refused to not take full advantage of everything about this mess.
Chrom stood there in awe, watching the betrayal, listening to all the needy sounds and shaky expressions of lust his daughter let loose. It defied all sense, and he had no idea how to respond to this, what reaction was appropriate for this. Robin was the one he trusted most, and he was presently balls deep in his daughter, who moaned sinful encouragements and said not to worry about her father's judgment. Right on top of the war room table! This was insane, disrespectful, and left Chrom absolutely floored with outraged. But he remained silent, for lack of any idea how to channel his volatile emotions.
Their reckless, climactic noises left him frustrated beyond reason. Robin hollered as her came inside of Lucina, and Lucina in turn moaned, "Make me scream your name so loud my father hears me!" The pleasure was too much for them both, and it was only in their moment of joyful release that they both finally looked up to see Chrom standing in the doorway. Notably, neither seemed particularly sorry or ashamed of what they had done.
Chrom's only response was to leave the meeting behind. "We'll convene tomorrow," he said through gritted teeth and stormed off in clueless panic.
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It took Chrom several hours to gather himself and find his way to some degree of composure. His wife, Sumia, rubbed his shoulders and expressed her own concerns. "I wish I knew what to do with her, either. Maribelle invited me for tea yesterday, but when I arrived, our daughter was under the table, eating out her and Cordelia back and forth. I left in outrage, but I still don't know how to reach her."
"She's our daughter," Chrom groaned. "It shouldn't be this hard."
"We haven't been able to learn the first thing of parenting. The Lucina we've raised is the one in the crib over there. The Lucina we fight with is one who's been raised by more a Chrom and a Sumia who learned a lot more along the way."
"So what do I do?" Exasperation consumed him as the firm hands massaged his shoulders and soothed his tense, bunched-up worries. "I don't want to push her away. But... Was she raised like this? Did we do something wrong?"
Sumia didn't know exactly what to do with this either, offering only a confused shrug. "Why don't you talk to her about it? Just go to her tent, sit down, and try to find out what she's doing and why she's doing it. Maybe you'll understand things better. Maybe she can be talked out of it."
Chrom nodded. "Nobody's ever had to deal with this problem before."
"So let's make sure it's dealt with right this first time."
Chrom slipped up to his feet, offering his wife a kiss and headed off to his daughter's tent, nervous the entire walk there that he was going to stumble on someone else in the tent. Maybe Frederick fucking her ass or some equally as ludicrous a betrayal of his trust. Chrom's friends were all so eagerly engaged in having sex with his daughter, something that Chrom remained absolutely clueless about handling, but maybe talking to Lucina could head these problems off at the source.
When he arrived, he found his daughter sitting on her bed. "Father?' she asked, looking at the rustling of her tent flap as he slipped in. "I've been expecting you, ever since you marched off. I knew you would be coming to talk to me some time tonight."
Chrom's chest tightened up. He had been a father for all of two years, and he was about to have to talk to his daughter about her relentless promiscuity through the most insane of circumstances. "I needed to clear my head," he said, walking into the tent and standing before her. "We need to talk now."
"I understand. Why don't you sit down?" She patted the edge of the bed right beside her. Chrom nodded, figuring that towering over a daughter who was only a few years younger than him wasn't going to be the most productive way to convey anything. He sat beside her and drew a deep sigh. "Is it about my sexual habits?"
"It's not appropriate, Lucina. You're a princess. One day, you'll take the throne of Ylisse, but you're having casual sex with soldiers. Having sex openly, no less. My own friends are having sex with you in the sparring grounds. I don't understand it."
"It feels nice. I just don't see sex as something to be so concerned about. People enjoy having it with me."
"Did your mother and I raise you so poorly that you think this is acceptable behavior?" Chrom hadn't meant to come in so harshly, but what else was he to do?
"Oh, no. Father, it's the absolute opposite. You raised me well, and I know to be responsible, and to be calm." She leaned against him, an arm going over his shoulder. "You taught me everything I know about sex."
"I what?" Chrom had no way to believe that.
And maybe Lucina wasn't quite telling the truth, either, as she pulled tighter in against him. "My birthday gift when I became a woman was having my father take my virginity. " Her hand brushed along his thigh. "I learned so much that night from you, and from mother again the day after. I became so good, and then you died, and I sought out sex from other people because I missed you. I missed how you made me feel like the prettiest girl in the world, father." This was all a lie, but a convenient lie finally letting Lucina get her hands on what she wanted. "I became a slut because having sex helped me relive me the times I had with you, before you died."
Chrom was absolutely speechless now. His entire body grew stiff and tense, confusion rushing through him as he tried to articular some even faintly sensible degree of reason and control. He didn't feel like he knew how to handle this. "I did that?" he asked. A flood of emotions came crashing down upon Chrom all at once, and he wasn't equipped to face them. The core of it all felt simple, though: in the future, Chrom began sexual relationship, and everything she did with everyone else was her simply coping with his death. He didn't consider its implausibilities or how ridiculous it sounded. "I've been judging you all this time, and for nothing."
Lucina shushed him gently, her hand finally creeping into his pants and her fingers grasping his cock. "It's okay, you don't need to apologize to me." She pulled him gently out and began to stroke him, drawing his erection to full hardness as she made absolutely clear her deepest wants. "You're here now, and you understand. You can make it right and give your little girl what she lost again... Daddy."
The sudden push of lips against his should not have felt as welcome as they did, should not have felt like a logical progression of these events. Chrom was powerless now against what these pressures spiked up inside of him, as he reached around to touch his daughter, returning the passion in her kiss. The sympathy he felt for her was overbearing, and he slipped into a state of deluded, fooled heat as he tried now to make up for all of that, playing directly into Lucina's hands and letting her experience the fullest depth of the pleasures she lusted for.
Steady strokes along his cock made Chrom harden in Lucina's hand. She was all over him, lighting a fire that began to creep up hotter as she toyed with his body and with his arousal. Chrom just had to sink into it, had to accept the pleasures she offered him as Lucina made clear her most wicked efforts, prepared to do anything she could to set him aflame. There was a simplicity to this game, an ease to how she toyed with his sympathies and his desire to give her another chance at life. A better life. And now, she had the man she had always dreamt of having sex with wrapped up in her brilliant lie.
"Can I show you what I've learned, daddy?" Lucina asked, voice sweet and sappy as she pushed on firmer, ready to keep playing at what was working. 'Daddy' was her secret weapon here. 'Father' was too formal and respectful, out of place for a girl about to fuck her dad. She knew she had him locked in now, and it was simply a matter of keeping up the pressure. "I'll make you proud of me."
"Show me everything," Chrom said, not even fully grasping how wrong this was. He was too caught up in the confusion and the lie now to care. He should have said no, but it was going to make Lucina so happy if he just let her do this all. "Ma-make me proud."
Slipping down onto the ground, she settled between Chrom's knees, keeping firm hold of his cock as she brought her kisses down upon him. "That's all I ever wanted, daddy." Her tongue slithered around his shaft, starting in with broad motions before she hastily slurped him down. Lucina couldn't contain her desire. Years of lusting after her father and waiting for this moment had finally come together, and she was prepared to go all out, sucking him into her mouth and showing off her experienced oral prowess, the reckless pleasure and passion she knew she could keep pressing on with. The opportunity was here, and Lucina was ready to take it as far as she could.
Up and down her head bobbed in steady acceptance now of these unrelenting pleasures. She knew how to get what she wanted, knew the path to pushing on and getting Chrom to lose himself. Her experienced mouth pressed on to take all of his cock and to make sure she praised every inch of him in sloppy reverence. Big, bright eyes stared up at Chrom as she continued playing the part of the needy, hopeful daughter fully lost to the deep pleasures and needs taking her. It was a wildly successful act, one that kept drawing him in deeper, one that challenged him to contain himself.
"This feels amazing," Chrom said, buying in fully and shivering under the pleasure that she demanded, offering everything he could up to the dizzy spectacle and weirdness of letting go. There was something incredible here, something that didn't even make sense, but Chrom kept twisting through this devotion, embracing desire and surrender without any clear concept of how to deal with it. He just kept writhing and twisting about in delight, the pleasure challenging him more and more. It was spectacular for how overbearing it was getting, for the idea that he just had to let go of restraint and sense. There was a calm to be found in giving in to this, in the pleasure that he accepted and fostered.
"I'm such a proud father," he confessed, fingers losing themselves in Lucina's hair as he accepted the wild joys of giving in to this. There didn’t feel like much sense to any of it, and the more he tried to deal with himself, the more aimless his thoughts became, a messy ache and a spiral downward. "You're so good at this. Even better than your mother."
Those were the words Lucina wanted, and she sucked even faster, even harder, praising her father's cock and expressing the most desperate of joys all at once. she was where she needed to be, awash in joys that didn't need to make sense, they just needed to overwhelm her. She was happy to push, happy to keep Chrom groaning in approval. He throbbed in her mouth, pleading for this chance to let go, and Lucina didn’t' hold back in making sure that he lost himself fully in her mouth.
"Lucina," he groaned, head rolling back and every overbearing throb of his dick pumping cum into her mouth, a shameless spectacle as grand and as unrepentant as could be. He lost all control to these joys, giving up to them and accepting them as all he was able to understand now. There was something amazing here, and the grandest, wildest rush of pleasure robbed him of clarity. He came in his daughter's mouth, and the pleasure was too spectacular for him to even understand the idea it could have been wrong. It felt too right. He was convinced and committed now, powerless to fight it.
Rising up to her feet in haste, Lucina couldn't be stopped. She pulled her pants and her panties down in her clumsy rise up to her feet, throwing herself forward and forcing herself onto his lap. "I've waited so long for this," she moaned, grabbing his dick and shifting about to straddle him in her fitful desire to lose all control. Once Lucina was lined up right, she slammed herself down onto his lap and threw everything into pure disarray. Up and down she heaved in a show of mad desire, hammering atop him and chasing the pleasures she needed, satisfying every craving inside of her and accepting that there was only this one beautiful idea of letting go.
It happened so quickly. Chrom was just inside of her now, gasping and shivering as his daughter's slick, snug cunt wrapped around his cock. The future Chrom would do this. It gave him a sense of duty even if he didn't understand why, believing wholeheartedly in these pleasures and trying to chase the sensations now as best he could, seeking to give in to all the same things that Lucina promised he would do. There was a comfort in that; a denialism in throwing aside any concern this could be wrong by believing that in the future, he would have good reason to have sex with his own daughter.
"Your cock is amazing, daddy. I'm so happy that you came to talk. I was afraid of telling you!" Her body writhed up and down atop Chrom's lap, the desperate pursuit of sensation and satisfaction coming on with little reason or sense. There was only crushing bliss, the joys she knew she could find in heaving about atop him and letting herself give up. It brought on a mindless, empty simplicity to it. Her lies worked, and now he was inside of her, her father's big cock filling her pussy and granting her precisely what she needed, settling aflame all the joys and the desires she had been so shamefully without. "You’ve made me so happy again."
She never got to fuck 'her' Chrom. This Chrom was now wrapped around her finger, and each motion of her hips helped prove it. He thrust upward into her, desperately pursuing more and more pleasure in the reckless haze of sensation that consumed them both, and Lucina simply didn't want this to stop. She needed it to keep going needed Chrom to use her hard and to throw himself into the kind of messy disarray where he'd be willing to pound his daughter on request. "I'm so proud of how you've grown up into an amazing woman," he told her. "And if you want your daddy to have sex with you, I'll make room for you any time."
"I'm so happy top hear that!" Lucina thrashed harder atop him. It seemed so perfect, and she didn't know how she got away with it. It didn't matter. "Mm, please cum in me, daddy. Cum in your beautiful daughter like you always would. It's my reward for being such a good girl!" Her squeals of joy became even more fitful and noisy and she laid on thick another layer to the lie. A layer Chrom bought wholeheartedly as he slammed up into her and let go.
The flood of hot, thick cum that ensued had her thrashing about in disarray and bliss. "I love my little girl!" Chrom groaned, fully convinced and now haplessly throwing himself into the pleasure, unable to resist these joys as he welcomed upon himself the madness and depravity of this incestuous meeting. He filled her up as her pussy begged down around him, played by his nymphomaniac daughter from the future and none the wiser.
"Daddy," Lucina whined, slumping forward, bracing against his strong chest. "Oh, daddy, you made me so happy. I'm glad you understand now."
"It's okay. I understand all of it. I'm just glad you're safe."
"I'm always safe on my daddy's big cock. Mm, I won't keep you too busy though. I'd have sex with you all the time if I could, but you have a kingdom to run. So it's okay if I have sex with all the Shepards and the soldiers still, right?"
"Anything, baby."
"Mm, thank you, daddy." Lucina slumped down and laid a kiss onto his cheek. "Don't tell mommy yet. We need to make sure the time is right, but I want you to help me when it's time for her to fuck me too."
Chrom nodded and kissed her cheek in turn. He'd keep this affair a secret, of course. Sumia would understand when the time was right, and he trusted wholeheartedly in the idea that Lucina would know when that time was.
