The Royal Princess Rejoins The War!
Slurp, slurp. Chuppo- pah. Tonight, Arla once again crawled onto Heian Ciemnosc's bed just as he waited with only some boxers on. He was above the blankets and looked mighty tasty in Arla's eyes of expertise. As soon as she got on his bed, she went on all fours with her knees and forearms supporting her body. The night's obscurity descended on them as she arrived below his feet and slowly moved around his legs. Her body was like a cat's as her face arrived at his crotch, and she continued sensually moving with her nose, sniffing cutely and passionately around his flaccid bulge, longer than her fully extended hand.
His boxers were trapped by her left index finger as she pulled it down slowly and without any hurriedness, trying to decrease the airflow and let his meaty scent fill the air to bash against her face, making her blush deep in love. The meaty object came out, slowly extending as dark blood poured over it, and like an elephant's tusk, its 'enrolled' state inside his boxers was unfolded, hypnotizing the sexual deviant. No matter how many random bodies she ate and was used by, Heian Ciemnosc always enthralled her with just a movement from his pale skin.
She looked at the phallus, sincerely willing to let go of anything, even her love. Before it fully hardened, to the point it could destroy First Step spaceships with shields on, to her belief, she kissed its left side near the base, lovingly licking her lips afterwards and feeling the light warmth from it. It was different from before, and it started to feel alive in this sense, making her twat contract without even a spot of air inside.
Chu~... She kissed her lips after licking her lips and savoring his taste, scent, and warmth. Her tongue followed suit, like a dog not knowing how to control its urges while tasting a new type of food. Her teeth were absent as she wanted to make out with Heian Ciemnosc’s penis, wishing it could talk and enslave her mind. Heian Ciemnosc’s prick trembled and jolted as it was administrated such affection, sending shivers whenever she focused on his grotesque, scary veins.
When her lips aimed his glans crown, Heian Ciemnosc’s toes squirmed, and his breathing became heavier. Arla became more focused in her administrations and started pulling on his crown with her teeth, directly electrifying Heian Ciemnosc’s body with pleasure as he groaned while her tongue slowly made its way to his urethra. After several long and passionate minutes of her body positioned as if she was giving her all to please him, like a sacrificial ritual, she hovered her blushing head above his glans, ready to slump it in like a champ.
“Gug… gurlrrg…” She slowly lowered her mouth, letting her cheeks and tongue welcome the monster, but just as it was invading her throat, Heian Ciemnosc forced her down his base. Immediately, although calmly, her eyes widened as they were half-covered by his nutsack, impregnating each of her senses with her favorite smells and tasty flavors. She rejoiced before he let her draw back up, dragging her teeth along the thickest lumpy flesh at his underside to his utter delight. When she came up, she only lasted half a second without his dick in her mouth before rushing back in.
Her instincts took over her rationality, and she enjoyed it as she bobbled her head up and down and back and forth, keeping the tasty pale glans in her mouth, bombarding it with endless pleasure. Several minutes later, when she was content with her vendetta and her nostrils were filled with streams of semen twice, she stopped and cleaned her face. After directing the yummy stuff into her belly to make them into nutrients, she turned and faced Heian Ciemnosc, who owed her an explanation.
“You really thought I wouldn’t know?” Heian Ciemnosc asked. Arla nibbled his left nipple before launching her body to land on top of him. She folded her legs and hugged the sides of his head with the upper section of her arms as she locked her hands together above his head and smiled before kissing him. “Since when did you notice?”
“Since the first time,” Heian Ciemnosc calmly responded, stunning Arla. She sighed and turned her head to the left before raising her hips with a top-notch seductive figure and whispered to his face with her lips moving his. “Then hurry up and mark me. She will be leaving soon. You don’t want to leave her with a special video, right? Do me slowly, you promised. As if you love me back.”
“Oh, that sounds tragic and all.” Heian Ciemnosc restrained his chuckles before saying that. His phallus was ready for the 4th release as she expertly lowered her body, precisely landing it on his glans as her vulva indifferently welcomed the best dick in the world for her slutty body. The feeling of every vein made her head light and throb with crazy pleasure for the umpteenth time as every pore of her body opened, and her hairs stood on their ends.
“Eh, don’t get me wrong, you know I love you as a man, not my man. If Frank didn’t exist, I would’ve been your little whore instead,” Arla said as she bounced her butt, using her legs in full force to go up and down but slowly lowering her belly to his torso. Heian Ciemnosc grinned from ear to ear and commented on it. “I’m not Frank. I don’t accept my women with such behavior.”
“I said your little whore, not a whore for you, dumbass,” Arla said, casually talking and touching his torso with her little teats and slender abdomen. She wasn’t hurt or feeling insulted. She just kept moving her body up and down on his to pleasure themselves. That talk was the same as discussing different dimensions and other Universal Lands when they barely knew of the same Universal Land and its Existences.
“Oh, I understand. Then… slow? Passionate? Like lovers? Again?” Heian Ciemnosc said, grinning at her while slowly searching her hands with his. To each of his questioning words, the taken woman said yes with her lusty, dreamy eyes and nodded like a hectic cultist whose mind was gone, gone by the severe dicking her pussy lips were gobbling on.
Heian Ciemnosc found her hands and intertwined them, brought her body slightly upwards, and engaged her in a slight kissing session while lifting his waist. Arla was now face to face with him, and her twat got slapped by his groin and balls and sloshed with their mixed juices and orgasmed fluids in the cowgirl position with her stomach against his chest, saving her from any movement while Heian Ciemnosc did everything. He changed the rhythm, angle, length going in and out, the kissing method, and pace, but always held her body tight, either by embracing her back, shoulders, and neck or holding her hands.
They kept going in the same position for hours, from evening to morning, where they had to leave his wet bed to bid farewell to someone. Even as Heian Ciemnosc cummed inside Arla and she splashed her lusty liquids all over him, Heian Ciemnosc never stopped slowly and sensually rocketing his hips to imprint every fiber of his manhood into her snatch. Arla was like a hopeless little bird caught in a person’s hands, not moving but going through a lot.
Her hands were his, and her arms and shoulders were his. Even her heart and Soul were his at the moment, and she felt a near breakthrough into the Spirit Magna realm. But she didn’t care. She only wanted to savor this moment of love with the impossible, letting her flesh change honest owners to her heart’s desire. The foam forming at her baby-making hole was like the mark of it, of some kind of love, and it impulsed her with longing to continue and resist losing consciousness.
Arla didn’t mind Heian Ciemnosc raping her, but she wanted to feel everything. Who knew if they’d ever get in the mood to behave this way. Also, her ‘cover’ was blown long ago. She had no purpose to be extra attentive to act as another kind of teacher.
. . .
In the morning. A few minutes since Heian Ciemnosc and Arla stopped their ‘cheating’ debauchery atop the Palace. A Fighter floated before the western side with permission as a tall young girl waved back at the most valuable figures in the Blauw Empire.
“Mother Empress! Imperial Teacher! Big Sisters!” Blauw Ishikyy yelled deeply. She looked amicable and joyful. Going to war made her really content. But her words were like steel, and she was respectful. Her mother was just the best. Her personal teacher was the best teacher she could have ever asked for, and Pou and Arla were so good to her. How could she not get attached? Yet, the royal princess added as she looked deep into her mother’s and Heian Ciemnosc’s eyes. “I will return when the inland territory is ours— and the sea is back to its rightful owner!”
The author's narrative has been misappropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon.
“By then, Mother, I will still lack something. I hope you can let me help you rebuild this Region as the Empire’s home, as it is supposed to be.” Blauw Ishikyy received a doting smile from the Empress and a pair of darkest eyes from her personal Imperial Teacher. That was enough to encourage her and give her the strength to abandon them again. But she had to leave. This war could be without her, but she could not be not part of it.
“Bye!” Blauw Ishikyy said, not shedding a tear, hopped into the SC Fighter before it activated its stealth and heeded to where other Fighters would take off. Heian Ciemnosc waved his hand last from the others before returning to the Palace. Many things still had to continue, and even more, as the war wouldn’t stop now just because no large-scale battles occurred yet. Everyone was busy, including Arla. Even Pou had a lot to teach her people about.
The end of the year was coming, and every side from the Empire, neutral, and top 5 organizations were on the move. Naturally, the last side had some moving under the table, similar to what the Empire did for 3 years, but without hiding it. Not even intending to.
… A few days later, reports of the inland war resuming, but with more numbers this time, resupplied with the corresponding amount to millions of soldier units and armored vehicles! Contrary to the warships and spaceships, the armored vehicles for ground forces were mainly for citizens, as only these had the need to stay on the ground and couldn’t fly. However, they were speedy, and the top-notch were somewhat gigantic.
They would be used by the Blauw Empire by the citizens, indeed. They would fight with them when inland. However, cultivators were also going to use them now, and they were defensive enough, with their shields on par with the warships, forcing the enemy inland to retreat on the first 2 days the Empire’s ground forces advanced. Meanwhile, the Blue Emirate Grotto’s sea territory was the last stronghold, and the Green Emirate Grotto the toughest naval battlefield the Region had ever seen.
Because the Empire’s citizens were at war with the top 5 organizations, they could wedge attacks and kill enemy cultivators, with their only fear being that their armored vehicle was destroyed and their lives along with it. Besides tanks or wheels, the ground forces consisted of helicopters, too. Although these weren’t too different from the rest, they could give some support against enemy ground forces, even if they could fly.
The helicopters weren’t equipped with the same peculiarities as the spaceships, but their speed and sudden maneuvers wouldn’t affect citizens unless they were heavily injured. It was simply the disadvantage of the non-cultivators in wars. There was much more mental pain, and the physical type lacked in comparison. All in all, the tanks and wheel armored vehicles would be of enormous help to the ground forces to become independent from the navy, letting them fight their own battles without worrying about their battlefield located far from the shores.
However, unlike in civilians’ wars, the tanks and foot soldier units weren’t linked. Instead, it was the opposite. The armored vehicles were bound to the cultivators. Meanwhile, the extra firepower these citizens could bring to a battle was more than welcome. Who would deny extra help if this side could be somewhat safe and even defend themselves from the enemy, just like it is with the warships and naval battles?
However, that was a project Heian Ciemnosc still had to study. He had done his best to emulate and create possible situations in his head, assuring the Empire’s ground forces safety, even if a brutal loss was imminent. After this year, he was sure he could search for better options, even if they were similar or straight-up identical. All he had to do was wait. In some ways, Heian Ciemnosc was not that capable, at least not how he would like to be. But he knew he couldn’t just become something that amazing out of nowhere, at least not yet.
After Blauw Ishikyy flew away, Heian Ciemnosc went towards the workshop under the sea with Arla. After flying there in his Ornament and showing her what she already knew from the past couple months, they became silent while floating at the side with the Ornament gone invisible. Arla crossed her arms while Heian Ciemnosc floated behind her. Finally, Heian Ciemnosc opened his lips to ask, “How do you see it?”
“Mn, it will work.” Arla relaxed her arms and looked below at the sea. She saw a pair of large eyes concentrated on her, content to see her again. She grinned when suddenly an eagle’s cry sounded, bringing her to look at the sky as a long figure flew in an arch towards them. Meanwhile, the little behemoth under the water soared to appear on the surface. Arla spread her arms, widely smiled, and shouted. “Evaaans~!”
Whoooosh! Futomp! Rustle, whoosh, ruffle ruffle~... The Cloudless Eagle stopped in the air just 3 meters before Arla. The air surrounding them exploded outwards without affecting her nor Heian Ciemnosc. Jing Evan’s belly was assaulted by Arla’s claws, scratching and rubbing his belly while his wings were spread apart. Heian Ciemnosc looked on as the pair of boyish fuckers were like babies before any beauty, disgusting him slightly.
“Phew,” Arla turned around after playing with Evans and faced Heian Ciemnosc again. She relaxed and said after nodding once, “Yeah, if the Team comes here, they can work with the others. It will itch them to fight, but they can’t. You should keep them around for a week before returning them to the Academy. They are already pretty strong. Although they cannot compare to Elena, Biston, or Sahnyr, they are quite around your pace. You’re becoming slow, Team Leader. Hurry up.”
“Alright~,” Heian Ciemnosc said before nodding and crossing his arms. Arla looked at her surroundings before waving at Heian Ciemnosc. “I’ll go check how the Empire lives and thrives. It’s an organization and civilization you are half-improving, anyway. See you later, you black monster~!”
Whoooosh… With that, Heian Ciemnosc watched Arla become free of her duties as she hurried to one of the many City islands and covered her features to look like a cheeky, young civilian looking around everywhere. She didn’t waste time finding a way to blend in and started conversing with the folk as if she was curious about the adult world of politics, war, and making money to become stressed and lead to a tragic end.
… More days passed, and the war continued. Peace and improvement were abundant in the Blauw Empire, but the rest of the Far East Region became a place where only results from the war struck everyone down, dragging their legs and putting weight all over their shoulders. The vassal organizations, all of which took sides with the top organizations and refused to become neutral after the Wrath Nihility Academy’s overlordship, were bathing in the desperate struggles to keep sustaining their army to fight the Empire off.
However, the first days after a short pause inland brought them disaster. The Empire used armored vehicles to fight their cultivators. Usually, this would be followed by mockery and chortles, but after an hour of the reports, the top 5 organizations could only try to feel disbelief. After so many months of warring with the new Blauw Empire, they believed it to be at its strongest point in history.
On the first day, the enemy saw the incoming vehicles, from trucks and larger trucks to motorbikes and tanks, and even helicopters carrying dozens of personnel inside. They all suddenly rushed towards the Wyrm Lord Nation, where more than 1,000,000 enemy cultivators were ready to repel the enemy. They had machine guns and missiles that were still top-notch, as everything else, but in less quantity and without Craftspeople to give them maintenance. Those personnel were all sent to the naval battles where they were needed, but the more they sent, the more they lost.
At first, the enemy troops on the Wyrm Lord Nation’s northern border were all laughing and getting ready to repel those ‘idiots’ without losing their grip on their training. However, as the armored vehicles neared, most tanks stopped while the others kept rushing towards them. Only then did they notice that the armored vehicles rushing towards them didn’t have massive weapons, only anti-missile turrets and a shield to slightly protect them.
That was when the tanks started barraging the enemy’s protective barrier, long enough to hold the 3,000,000 Empire soldier units after the 2 months' rest. During those 2 months, although battles still continued, it wasn’t like it had been when the Empire’s ground forces arrived at the shore. The remaining ground force cleaned the Green Emirate Grotto’s territory was still with enemies hiding within, so the Empire put those who stayed to work and cleaned their new territory. It was the Empire’s first inland territory in Epochs.
Even then, the enemy had managed to advance in its southern borders, leaving the Empire with a slightly shrunk territory. The northern borders didn’t take long to do the same, sandwiching the Empire with their troops in the Sand and Blue Emirate Grotto’s ground forces.
Now, however, the enemy’s protective barrier that was meant to give them enough time for the other border that wasn’t attacked to invade the enemy and end them… fell under 2 minutes!!
Not only that, when the Blue Emirate Grotto’s ground forces received the news that the Empire was finally attacking, they prepared for the offensive without wasting time. They didn’t go farther than a thousand kilometers before starting blowing up at the Empire’s tanks forming a small, mobile fortress behind them, with their smaller structures moving a castle-type defensive building hovering in the air with array formations equipped with machine guns, anti-missile turrets… and an LBFD rocket launcher with at least 2 rounds.
They were blown to smithereens before they could fly any higher as bones and thin pieces of flesh. The enemy mounts and flying tools were too slow against a Second Step machine gun, becoming beehives or exploding into halves if they were barely reached by artillery fire. When they were fleeing, orderly, they were surrounded by the hidden tanks elsewhere, covered in snow and illusory array formations, completely routing the enemy at the northern borders and successfully defending their first inland territory.
But this was just in the first hour since the resuming of the war on land!
…