I find an inn with a decent looking facility and a good reputation in the northern quarter of Kruzser by asking around. I take a room and immediately ask where I can take a bath only to be told they have plumbing and tubs.

The capital is definitely at the peak of the Empire if even the most average inns have such advances available. I shape alarm constructs to secure my room and then start taking off my armor.

The process takes me twenty minutes and forces me to bear witness to my ruin of a body, to the dozen new scars I've picked up during my travels through Caeviel and Mirus.

I force myself to look away and take out my sharpest dagger to shave myself afresh because I fully intend to see Leomi sometime today. With that done, I finally let myself drops in the copper tub's warm water and close my eyes to relax.

As I try to think of a solution to fix my relationship with Leomi, I realize that I spent more time looking for a way to have her accept Celyz than anything else after the time we spent back home stabilizing ourselves.

Maybe I should be dedicating myself more to her but it's difficult to do when my kitten refuses to even consider accepting my oak. I suddenly laugh as I think of Leomi stretching and trimming her nails on Celyz' torso.

“Chirp.”

I startle and notice the silhouette of a silver jay slowly gliding down towards me. It lands on my half-shoulder and pecks my cheek. I reach up and rub the underside of its head.

“Hey there, little buddy.” I greet it.

“Chirp!” It responds.

Soon after, my alarm constructs activate which signals I'm going to either receive the visit of a very angry or very horny Leomi considering how quickly she got here, or both.

Oddly enough, no one barges in. I consider that it could be an ambush but dismiss the idea as my room's front door wasn't forced open and they weren't discreet, besides I can tell that the steps belong to Leomi and Yvonne.

I don't hurry to finish cleaning up and, in fact, decide to take my time to refresh myself while growing excited at the prospect of having sex. The wait is making it better after so long without feeling her touch.

I don't bother dressing up in my change of clothes once I get out of the bath and merely wrap a cloth around my torso. I open the door and find Leomi with her arms crossed, her left forearm put forth as if to put forward her engagement jewelry.

Her sharp traits are tense and there is a slight frown to her brow. Her pure white hair grew to mid-cheek which gives her a coquettish appearance. She is fully dressed up in a silver dress with small black embroidery depicting thorns without flowers.

Yvonne is standing by her side, as an equal and close friend, instead of a step behind. Leomi's choice of wardrobe makes it clear we're still fighting but very much not going to abstain ourselves of each other. I like that she stopped herself from barging into the room to fuck me in fury and it gives me great hope for us.

“You're gorgeous.”

I belatedly realize that the words escaped me when my kitten's cheeks turn rosy and she loses a bit of her icy poise. Yet, the steel in her silvery eyes spells the promise of an argument.

“Why didn't you come to me as soon as you arrived?” Leomi throws out with a glare. A chill goes through my spine and I straighten up, losing the smile I didn't realize stirred my lips.

“We're expected to run to you like good farm girls to their Lady now?” We throw back at her.

“It wouldn't hurt to show you still love me after you tried throwing your life away for months!” She snaps, attacking me rather than Liz.

“I did what I had to do. I don't need your permission and I wouldn't ask for it after you threw me away!” I growl in response.

“We're supposed to cooperate! Why are you trying to overthrow Mirus?!” Leomi questions with a shrill tone.

“Okay, now you're both arguing something else.” Yvonne cuts in.

Her words give me pause and I cool down. Getting angry isn't going to solve anything. Hrm, not with Leomi no. As we sisters agree, Leomi also winds down and her hard posture slackens.

“She makes me so mad.” Leomi grunts.

“Tell you what, honey, if you want me to I'll stick around.” Yvonne tells her with a teasing smile on her lips.

So I don't get a say? I ask myself, amused, but keep quiet because I can tell my bestest friend is being facetious. Leomi doesn't catch that and snaps to her friend with surprise.

“Really? All the way?” My kitten asks with bated breath. Her expression makes my heart beat faster.

“No, not really you dummy.” Yvonne claps back as she gently slaps the back of her ward's head. “Take care of your fiancee.”

Leomi winces with an awkward expression that she doesn't lose even as her sword-sworn steps out of the room. I can't help but chuckle at her for getting tricked so easily.

“You're so corrupted.” I mock.

“Stuff it, lady, you're just as bad as I recall how much you enjoyed being taken in the ass for the first time.” Lance viciously returns.

“Chirp.” The jay quips in agreement on my shoulder.

I throw it a betrayed look and the cute bird avoids my eyes but doesn't retract its statement. Far more vexed than I should be, I chase it off my shoulder. It flicks its tail at me as it flies off and out of the room, apparently chasing after Yvonne.

“Your jay is becoming more and more independent.” I note.

“It's also very powerful. It worries me a little because it doesn't obey, it humors me.” Leomi responds.

“You don't have to be afraid, it's based on your idealization of me so it'll never hurt you for real.” I tell her with a reassuring expression.

“I know.” Lance whispers with a tense smile.

“How did you find me so quickly?” I question out of curiosity and a touch of suspicion.

“Those you thought were there to ambush you at the northern gates were Hospitaliers you never met.” She replies, causing me to stiffen and almost let go of my towel in aggravation.

“By the fucking Lake, Leomi!” Liz explodes.

“If I sent someone to tell you not to pick a fight, would you have listened or done the opposite to spite me for what I organized in Meria with Ruth and the others?” She rebuts.

“We might have but so what?” I snap back. “The answer isn't to do it again instead of trying to solve the issue!”

“I didn't know what state you were in after all you did. Don't you realize what it is you've done by carving a trail of blood through two Kingdoms? Starting a fight in Kruzser could have been the match that lit the fire.” Leomi argues with an abashed expression showing she isn't proud of what she did.

“I know precisely what it is I've done, Leomi Lance.” I utter with a cold tone. “I've built the base I need to destroy Nobility.”

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“Thus renouncing the cooperating relationship we set upon after we abandoned working together.” She responds with fire in her voice. “You blame me for acting to protect you personally, regardless of my ambitions, but then you do something that harms my objectives.”

“I... We...” I pause, stunned by the strength of her position. “It's different, I can't stand by and let peasants be oppressed.” I try to explain. “I'm trying to free them.”

“Different? So your philosophy is inherently above mine?” She questions with a snarl. “And you didn't merely act to help those in front of you, do not lie to me!”

“I, I didn't. No, you're right.” I stumble on my words. “I didn't consider your position, and I did dismiss the effect of my actions on your plans.” I acknowledge. “But it doesn't change that you're manipulating us and we won't stand for it anymore, Leomi. Not a single other time.” Liz forcefully cuts in to express in words what I'm struggling to put together.

“I told you, I can't promise that. Not when you're being so reckless, so unpredictable.” Clearly not nearly unpredictable enough to you. “I simply can't watch you hurt yourself.” Leomi confesses.

Her traits loosen to reveal the deathly worried expression hiding behind her anger. My heart skips a beat and I can't help but feel guilt, especially when I can't ignore the pure white color of her hair.

“You'd rather hurt me yourself?” I ask her with a wide smirk. Leomi smothers a laugh at my jest and nods without shame.

“I didn't come all the way here to not even receive a kiss, you know.” She spells out her desire with her head inclined to the side to make it an invitation rather than a demand.

My grin widens and I throw myself at her. She catches me in her arms while I pass mine behind her neck. Our mouths meet, our lips part, and our tongues intertwine.

I experience a sense of overwhelming relief that the two of us can still be like this despite out disagreements and only understand now how it weighed on me as we were apart.

“My jay.” Leomi murmurs as we make a short pause to catch our breaths.

I'm not given a moment to respond as she resumes kissing me and I moisten up as a result. She leans in and bends me backward in half while her impossibly soft tongue pushes as deeply as possible, causing tingles to run through my spine.

We barely realize when our towel falls because we feel her nipples harden which means she's not wearing a bra, something we find very exciting as she traveled through the capital like this to see us.

“Fuck us, angrily, right this instant.” We demand.

“Yes, my jay.” She agrees.

Leomi swipes our legs from under us with hers and slams us down on the floor, cutting our already short breath. She forces our legs apart with one knee and she pinches our nipple between her left hand's nails as the cold chains securing her engagement ring brush against our breast.

“Hmh.” I exhale in pleasure at this marvelous pain, at all these sensations we were deprived of during our separation. “We didn't masturbate for months.” I blurt out. Jess! I ignore my sister's cry.

“Ihm.” Leomi let's out a small whine of pleasure as she trembles from the revelation. “I can tell you're all pent up, ready for me to toy with you.”

Emboldened, she parts our labia with her right hand's lithe fingers and then shifts up to tease my clitoris with the tip of her major. Our body tries to arc up at the tense promise of pleasure arising within us but she blocks up with her body, making it even more difficult to withstand her touch.

Her hands leave our sex alone to explore our body, I almost scream when she finds and probes one by one the barely healed holes the odd creatures drilled in me with their beams of light but Liz blocks the sound in our throat to turn it into a womanly groan.

“Hhr.”

“Take my dress off so I can make real love to you.” Leomi tells us.

“We're getting laid, not making love.” We disagree.

“Give me a chance to prove you wrong.” Lance returns with a sultry voice.

We let go of our grip around the back of her neck to give her that chance, finding loosely fastened leather strips along her spine that we swiftly unwind. The light cloth falls off of her to reveal her magnificent and muscular body.

Most importantly, it exposes her tiny breasts that make us melt inside with tenderness and sexual desire. We reach to her right nipple with our mouth and capture it between our lips to nibble on her perfection.

Leomi doesn't stop us but doesn't lose sight of her goal. She leaves alone my freshest injuries, showing she was merely taking stock of my state, but keeps tormenting us using those injuries of ours that left sensitive nerves behind when they healed into scars.

She alternates between caressing our breast, pinching our nipple, causing pain all over our body, and rubbing our outer labia to fire me up to the point where we start shaking out of unbearable arousal. All of it proves her mastery of our body is above ours in this matter.

Since she isn't making further moves, we reach around her back to grab her bare tight ass and squeeze it as we pull her hard against us. Leomi lightly hits my left flank with her thigh. We lose our grip out of surprise.

Then, we find ourselves being flipped over and pressed face down against the floor. She parts our hair with her nose and lays a tender kiss at the back of our neck before placing her knee in the pit of our back to pin us down.

We struggle but she seizes our wrist and secures it against the floorboards as well, turning us 'powerless' to resist her in a few moves. We let it happen without a protest because her right hand trails down our spine towards our ass and we know we are to finally be given what we need.

Liz doesn't trust Leomi so much she would allow this but she trusts me completely and that makes all the difference, it may be why my sister even agreed for us both to be with her.

I personally love feeling her physical strength weighing down on my body, this pressure makes it all feel real without an instant of doubt. I'm so relieved to take a break and let her have control, likely as much as she is from no longer being restrained by her position of responsibility and being able to do whatever she wishes to me.

Liz herself is enjoying this with her eyes set on sweet revenge, knowing it will be better once we've had our fill. We quiver as her fingers move into the crack of our butt to slide on our anus, thinking we're in for another session of sodomy.

But, she keeps going with her slender index and major which directly land on our wet vagina. She directly penetrates us with force that would have slid us forward if not for the knee pushing down on us.

She enters me without issue and goes deep as fast as she can, taking us to the point her knuckles brush against my labia. We blank out for a moment at the sensation of her fingers in us and may have came if she kept thrusting hard but it wouldn't have been as good.

Leomi is smarter and cares about giving us the utmost pleasure too much to do this. She slowly, gently, and tenderly begins making love to us by playing with our sex while poking at our wounds to cause slight pain.

She controls the amount of agony she causes us like an expert, never enough to really hurt but never so little we could relax before reaching the peak she can give us. We feel her short breath on our back, reminding us she has needs as well and is temporarily putting them aside for us.

“I was wrong, you're too passionate for this being merely sex.” I whisper with an unsteady voice.

“Being apart from you was far worse than our time of abstinence for me.” She replies with a soft voice.

Leomi then grabs my messy hair, still wet from the bath, and pulls them to force me to arc backward while she thrusts her two linked fingers in our flower while her thumb falls on our anus to stimulate it from outside and her ring-finger presses hard on my bud.

“Uhrm, uhrm.” We gasp as bliss fills our insides.

“Close your legs and push your ass up, it'll be even better.” Leomi advises.

We follow the instruction and suddenly feel ourselves tighten around her even more sharply, our vagina pulsating as my felicity builds up to the promised climax.

It feels so good to clutch her inside us that the embarrassment of our twisted posture takes no hold. Leomi accelerates her thrusts and we climax within moments, unable to hold it in. Waves of euphoria and ecstasy keep building up to suddenly crash down on us, making us realize that we're having an orgasm.

We move along with Leomi's expert fingers for a little while until we simply drop flat on our belly from exhaustion as pleasurable aftershocks shake us. I end up having to feed more flow in my constructs merely to sustain us through it.

Events grow to a blur but, at some point, Leomi turned us around and we pushed her down hard on the floor. We pick up her legs and throw her thighs on our shoulders to start giving her a cunnilingus.

We devour her cute labia as if starving wolves, enjoying her metallic and slightly lemony taste as we try to give back everything we received despite being likely to fail this time.

It doesn't bother us because the look of beatitude on Lance's face makes it clear our satisfaction was her main goal. We caress her abdominal muscles as we reach for her breasts to fondle them.

“Ih, um.” Leomi lets out small whining moans as she reaches her own peak, apparently unwilling to extend things and wishing to come while we're still wound up in the rapture she gave.

Her body twists and turns as she approaches her climax but we don't let her escape or cut short our work of teasing her small clit and penetrating her with our tongue.

She suddenly begins shaking and trembling with small tears appearing at the corners of her eyes but her grin reassures us she's okay, better than that as she is coming hard.

Her legs slide off us and we drop to the floorboards to end up side by side, hugging tightly to tremble happily inside our lover's arms. We grasp at her to kiss again but without the tongue, merely to feel her mouth against mine and tell her of my love before the fight we're sure to have in a little while.