Though she had calmed down over time, Mordred liked to consider herself a confident and direct woman who could stand above all genders and races without fear or shame. She had proven this time and again on the battlefield, fearlessly charging enemy lines to inspire her troops and lead them to victory.
Needless to say, Mordred had earned the trust, respect, and adulation of everyone who had served alongside her in the frontlines. She had also earned herself various would-be suitors in the process, but, while she could joke around with them and play off their advances with a smile, the truth of the matter was that Mordred was 'extremely' irritated by their audacity.
Though she had done her best to bury her growing negativity, Mordred couldn't deny that her patience had slowly eroded away with time. This was exacerbated by the fact Drake constantly tried giving her 'advice' on the matters between men and women. She was like a snake constantly whispering promises of pleasure and release, words that had, at times, resulted in Mordred doing things she almost immediately regretted.
While others might not think much of it, Mordred had always considered it disgraceful to have to pleasure herself. She wanted to remain resolute in the decision she made, and, if it was ever discovered she 'tended' to herself, Mordred believed the way her men would look at her would change. Just the thought of such things made her feel more vulnerable than she would ever admit, so, while she had fallen to temptation a handful of times, she always stopped before things got too out of hand.
With such a mentality, Mordred wilfully ignored anything related to the matters between men and women. She could still give advice and sometimes teased the younger members of her squadron, but, when it came to the specifics, her knowledge was purely theoretical. She still had a number of expectations, tempting her to research various materials, but, in the end, all Mordred genuinely cared about was growing strong enough to become one with her Chichiue...
In the end, none of Mordred's expectations, theories, or anxieties held any value, as, from the moment her Chichiue embraced her, everything she thought she knew about sex was thrown out the window. There was none of the expected pain or discomfort, and, though she tried her best to cover her mouth, a sonorous and womanly moan escaped her lips as a pulse of pure pleasure tore through her body before impacting her mind like a hammer striking an anvil.
Unable to form any coherent thoughts, Mordred was slightly embarrassed to realize she was calling out to her Chichiue in a whimpering moan every time another crash impacted her mind. The leg press she had used for support was ripped apart due to her inability to control her own strength, and, if not for the invisible force that had enveloped her wrists, Mordred wasn't sure she would even be able to stand upright.
It was around the time that these thoughts were going through her head that Mordred realized her greatest shame to date. She had thought it was sweat at first, but, after her senses gradually returned to her, she realized the droplets staining the thick mats of the gym were actually her tears. She wasn't in any pain or anything, but, every time the pulse passed through her body, she felt such a considerable amount of pleasure and relief that it was simply impossible to stop the tears dislodged from her ducts with every impactful movement.
Mordred tried to comfort herself by pretending her Chichiue couldn't see them, but, as if he was reading her thoughts, she soon found herself held upright. His tongue denied her any right to protest, and, due to the mirrors lining the entire gym, Mordred could feel her cheeks burning when she looked forward and saw the image of her Chichiue supporting her legs as his almost comically oversized member plowed into her body.
Seeing her stomach inflate slightly with each movement, Mordred felt a strange feeling of shame that caused her to clench up with enough force to mold steel. Instead of inhibiting her Chichiue's movements, however, the pleasure became even more intense. She could even 'feel' the outline of her Chichiue's member, firm and uninhibited as his glans played across her interior folds like someone running their fingers down a piano. Mored felt this was a rather apt description, as, in a desperate attempt to draw air, her sonorous 'singing' could be heard echoing through the gym as her Chichiue nibbled on her neck.
Though everything thus far was completely outside her expectations, Mordred could feel something surging within her body with each passing moment. She knew what this was, but, after climaxing several times thus far, she actually felt a little nervous regarding the feeling spreading through her body and threatening to make her burst. It was what her Aneue and many others had warned her about, the so-called 'big one' that could even lay low Goddesses of Sex...
Regardless of her rising trepidation, Mordred would not allow anything to get in the way of her union with her Chichiue. She wouldn't even allow the person in question to try and back out, her hands reaching behind her head to hold onto his just as the pleasure in her body seemed to reach 'critical mass'.
Mordred had heard a lot about the phenomenon, but, the moment she felt her Chichiue hold her tighter, pulling her legs closer to his body so that he could embrace her, it was like a bomb had been set off in her body. All of her thoughts ceased in their entirety, and, for a brief moment, Mordred was certain she had blacked. When she came to, she found herself heaving for air as an indescribably hot yet pleasant sensation spread through her insides. This feeling brought her tremendous relief, and, before she realized it, Mordred found herself looking at her slovenly figure in the mirror as her hand instinctually moved to her abdomen...
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Though he didn't really get fatigued within his own Realm, Vahn suppressed a sigh of relief when he noticed the dazed smile visible in Mordred's reflection. She wasn't actually pregnant, but, now that he had cum inside of her, he could feel the tensions in her body decreasing rapidly, replaced by a burgeoning maternal aura. She didn't even seem to be aware of the fact that her body was still twitching violently, and, if he wasn't holding onto her, it would almost look like she was having a seizure.
What Mordred wasn't aware of was that this was only the beginning, as, due to a genuine concern that she might break, Vahn held back from initiating a meld. Even Da Vinci could only experience such stimulus periodically, as, immediately following the event, focusing on her work was simply impossible. Instead, she would spend upwards of three days just relaxing, often snuggling up against him as they absentmindedly reshaped the cosmos with their thoughts...
Vahn could tell that Mordred wasn't ready for such a stimulus, as, prior to his cumming inside of her, she had still been very tense. Now, however, she was slowly beginning to relax, and, rather than just being on receiving end, he could imagine her bouncing back, eager to continue. She had been waiting for several decades for the restrictions on their relationship to be removed, and, now that there was nothing standing in her way, Vahn could imagine Mordred becoming 'very' proactive...
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After staring at herself for several minutes, her mind bereft of a single thought, Mordred gradually came back to her senses when she noticed her Chichue lifting his head to stare back at her. Then, as if she had only just remembered what they were doing, Mordred felt like a bolt of lightning had struck her mind, returning her clarity in an instant and causing her to nearly apologize for being selfish.
Before she could organize her thoughts well enough to speak, Mordred was left at a loss when her Chichiue blew a ticklish stream of air next to her ear before saying, "Your dazed expression is pretty cute...I'm looking forward to seeing it often from now on..."
Mordred wasn't fond of being called cute, but, hearing her Chichiue's reminder, her lower body clenched up by pure instinct. This caused another small wave of pleasure to spread through her body, silencing any retort she might have had. Instead, she just allowed her Chichiue to continue holding her for a while longer, warmth spreading from her stomach to the rest of her body before she finally uttered, "If it is Chichiue's request...I don't mind wearing cuter clothes..."
Hearing Mordred's utterance, a massive grin spread across Vahn's face, but, while it was certainly a tempting thought, his answer was a firm, "Silly girl. I've always loved you just as you are. Though you caused me a number of headaches in the past, the memories of our time together give me strength in the present. Even if you continue behaving like a spoiled little monkey at times, treating my body like a personal playground, you would never hear me complaining."
To emphasize his point, Vahn manipulated reality so that his memories reflected in each of the mirrors. It was a little strange, especially considering he was still holding her from behind with his penis firmly pressed against her cervix, but various images of their times together began to play on each panel. Every single one of them showed him smiling, and, though there were times when his expression became slightly troubled, there was never a single moment where the love and affection visible in his eyes waned.
Though it was embarrassing to see so many versions of herself behaving like a spoiled tomboy, a reminiscent smile still spread across Mordred's face. She knew her reasons for climbing all over his body weren't exactly 'pure', but, even when she got out of hand, her Chichiue continued to smile at her. There were even times when he would wilfully ignore what she was doing, allowing her to take advantage of him while he just stared off into empty space.
Realizing how shameless she had been in the past, an uncharacteristic blush crept across Mordred's cheeks, encroaching upon her ears and neck. This was exacerbated by the fact she noticed some of the panels replaying the times when her Chichiue had spanked her bottom. Though the incident had filled her with shame and regret, the angle of the mirror made it possible to see the passionate look in her eyes. She hadn't actually enjoyed being spanked, but, just knowing her Chichiue was the one touching her butt caused her to feel excited...
Remembering the events preceding their union, Mordred was glad she had put so much effort into toning her butt. Though it was obvious he had sought her out with the intent to have sex from the very beginning, their playful interactions over the years were one of the things that kept her going. Just the thought of being able to entice her Chichiue with her body caused Mordred's heart to race, and, remembering this, her reservations began to gradually fade away.
Feeling emboldened, Mordred shifted her focus away from the mirrors, her face morphed into what she hoped to be a seductive grin as she looked up into her Chichiue's eyes and stated, "I want you to fuck me into oblivion."
Though he wasn't that surprised by Mordred's words, Vahn still raised his brows slightly as an amused smile spread across his face. Then, even though it caused his other vessels to visibly cringe, he brought his face closer to Mordred's, whispering, "That's my girl..." in the moments preceding an extremely passionate session of love-making...
(A/N: Alternate Titles: 'Mordred is surprisingly innocent','Welcome to the pinnacle','Okay, maybe I jumped the gun regarding Mordred's innocence...')
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Though a lot happened over the five day period they spent together, including a number of breaks, Vahn wrapped things up by having Mordred straddle his waist, their lower bodies submerged in a steamy golden liquid. This was a bath comprised almost entirely of [Sacred Divine Water], and, if not for the thin aura enveloping her entire body, Mordred would have ascended to Godhood with just a few drops, much less an entire bath full.
A mouthful of [Sacred Divine Water] was enough to provide a demonstrable increase in a person's power while also bestowing them the 'blessing' of Eternal Youth. From then on, a single drop would be enough to heal any wounds, and, for a very brief period of time, they would even be able to manifest Divine Power within their bodies. This would gradually push even a normal human being to the point of becoming a Demigod, and, after enough of the liquid was consumed, even reaching Godhood was a simple feat.
In the past, acquiring Sacred Divine Water was an arduous task, but, with absolute power and unrestricted authority, Vahn could create as much as he wanted with a simple thought. Even if he couldn't take the items he produced outside of the Realm, just being able to use his Realm to empower his allies and loved ones was a tremendous boon. Though they still needed to put in an effort to obtain it, as Vahn genuinely believed power was something that needed to be obtained through personal commitment, that didn't prevent him from 'rewarding' the people who worked the hardest...
With that in mind, Vahn affectionately caressed Mordred's cheek, his fingers combing through her glistening golden locks as he said, "From now on, we will continue to walk the same path. I might not be able to manifest you in the outside world just yet, but there will eventually come a time when we stand together on the same battlefield. Until then, I will continue training you whenever I return to the Realm...as for what form that training takes, it will ultimately be up to you..."
To punctuate his statement, Vahn's eyes began to glisten with a golden light as he leaned in and planted a kiss on Mordred's lips. She had already grown accustomed to this over the five day period, so, rather than demonstrate any inhibitions at all, her tongue entangled with his as her lower body began to move, propelled by instinct and desire.
Vahn wasn't intending to assign Mordred a Divine Authority, so, when it came down to it, the power she obtained from the coming meld would be her own. Regardless of the outcome, she was virtually guaranteed to reach Tier 4, and, in the wake of her ascension, they would engage in a thirty-day long session of training, lovemaking, and much more...
Without delaying things any further, Vahn activated his View Affection, manipulating his aura to fuse together with the chaotic pink flames that radiated from Mordred. This was enough to cause Mordred to claw at his back, but, no matter how much she 'resisted', an overwhelming, persistent, and seemingly eternal pleasure invaded her body. She even got the impression that her mind and spirit were swallowed up as something surged within, spreading far 'beyond' the bounds of what she believed to be herself and 'into' the endless ocean of warmth that was her beloved Chichiue...
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Mordred didn't have the words to describe what she felt following the initiation of the meld. It was a feeling far beyond the ability of mortal minds to comprehend, a realm where emotions, thoughts, and even her sense of self became abstract. All she knew was that it was 'extremely' pleasurable, and, though she felt more naked than when her clothes were removed, there was a strange feeling of 'certainty' and 'comfort' as her everything seemed to be swallowed up, not to be devoured, but refined.
Accompanying this feeling of becoming 'more complete', Mordred imagined herself smiling as she experienced countless moments in her Chichiue's life. Many of the scenes were things she had already seen, but, this time around, Mordred was directly experiencing them, the thoughts and feelings of her Chichiue's overlapping with her own. If not for the feelings of pleasure and comfort that had pervaded her entire being, Mordred even got the impression that she would have completely lost herself in the vast ocean of sensation, but, rather than feel fear, a part of herself actually 'wanted' to let go...
Though she wasn't able to understand it, Mordred felt as though she would become a part of something much greater than herself is she simply just let go. Her Chichiue's aura was so vast and incomprehensible that she felt like it would be absolutely impossible for her to ever close the gap between them. Thus, rather than continue chasing him for an eternity, a growing part of her was tempted to simply become a part of his vast expanse...
Unfortunately, even if she wanted to let go, Mordred felt as though the endless warmth that had surrounded her entire being would never allow such a thing. It allowed her to expand as much as she wanted, but, no matter how much she pushed herself, Mordred felt as though an invisible membrane prevented her from flowing over into the larger expanse that represented her Chichiue. It was this membrane that brought her such a feeling of security, and, after what felt like an eternity, it was this same membrane that began to 'compress' her existence back into a more cohesive structure...
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Though Vahn was also awash in Mordred's thoughts, feelings, and memories, his experience with the melding process prevented him from being consumed by it. She was also one of the few people he had melded with who were 'weaker' than him, so, from start to finish, he never lost control. Instead, he allowed Mordred's 'existence' to permeate through his like a pleasant flame, its heat tempering his soul as her experiences intermingled with his own...
After enjoying the sensation for several hours, Vahn began to weaken the film of energy that had surrounded Mordred's body. This allowed the Sacred Divine Water to soak into her pores, and, as could be expected, it caused Mordred's aura to increase exponentially. This caused the 'flame' that represented her existence to become even more potent, but, no matter how much it grew, Vahn was still able to contain it within himself. He could even sense Mordred's desire to 'let go', but, having already expected this, he began to gradually sever the connection, his aura slowly extricating itself from the ocean of pink that swirled around her body like a vortex.
It was only after Mordred began to regain her reason that Vahn completely removed the thin film of energy protecting her body. At the same time, he slowly submerged her into the water, holding her close as their bodies and tongues continued to overlap. Drowning in something like Sacred Divine Water was completely impossible, so, even after they had fully submerged themselves, Vahn and Mordred could still breathe freely. The only caveat was that they were breathing in condensed Divine Energy, so, almost immediately after she had been submerged, Mordred's aura erupted like a supervolcano...
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Feeling 'something' erupting from within the very core of her being, Mordred's eyes widened to the point of bulging slightly. It felt like her lungs were on fire, but, rather than pain, she felt as if pure adrenaline was running through her veins. The pleasure that had been stockpiling in her body was momentarily suppressed, and, for a fleeting moment, Mordred felt as if her mind had expanded beyond the confines of her physical form, fusing with the golden aura endlessly erupting from her body.
Unable to resist the instinctual urge, Mordred began to release a sonorous cry that caused the surrounding void to tremble. If not for the stability of Space within the Realm, her shout might have even shattered it completely, as, despite the impervious nature of his body, Vahn actually felt a small amount of 'pain' from Mordred's aura. This startled him quite a bit, but, rather than feel even a modicum of fear, a massive grin spread across his face as his draconic blood began to boil.
Though he wasn't sure what kind of Innate or Divinity she had awakened, Vahn got the feeling that Mordred's ability was related to Dragons. More specifically, it seemed like it was designed to slay them, as, despite the insurmountable difference in their power, it made him feel slightly threatened. At the same time, golden scales began to spread across his body, and, though he was able to prevent a complete transformation, Vahn felt an overwhelming desire to dominate the petite woman pressed beneath him.
Rather than resist the growing urge, Vahn rolled over so that Mordred was pressed beneath him, fascinated by the glow that made her pupils resemble the corona of a solar eclipse. They were still the same beautiful shade of green as before, but, as if they had suddenly gained the power to absorb everything, Vahn felt himself being pulled into their depths as he pried open Mordred's legs, forcing them toward her shoulders as he began a fervent yet rhythmic piston.
In response to her Chichiue's fervor, Mordred actually 'ignored' the flood of information that was spreading through her consciousness. She wrapped her arms tightly around his shoulders, and, after struggling to extricate her legs from his grasp, she eventually managed to lock them around his waist, unrestrained moans escaping her lips as more and more Sacred Divine Water saturated her body.
Similar to how Fenrir's fur had turned golden, Mordred's already gold hair became even more vibrant as the emerald green in her eyes gradually gained a luster similar to gold coins. At the same time, her skin began to release a subtle glow, while, unbeknownst to both her and Vahn, at least for a few moments, a thin layer of golden hair began to spread across the back of her slightly pointed ears...
Vahn was the first to notice the changes in Mordred's body, as, while she clung to his body, his face was very near her ears. Rather than demonstrate any surprise, however, he elected to bite the progressively pointy ear, eliciting an even louder moan from Mordred as she squeezed his body with enough force to tear apart adamantine like rice paper. This normally wouldn't have any effect on Vahn, but, undoubtedly as a result of her Innate, visible scratch marks appeared on his back, his blood mixing into the Sacred Divine Water as a result...
Though it was slightly concerned, Vahn felt increasingly excited at the prospect that Mordred was awakening an ability that completely exceeded his current comprehension. As a result, his excitement continued to build, and, though he managed to retain a humanoid physique, large wings and a tail protruded from his back as he felt himself swelling inside of Mordred's slightly painful cavern. Her tightness hadn't changed too much, but, similar to the tingling he used to feel while making love to Artoria, Mordred's body seemed to be 'resisting' his intrusion...
Undaunted by the energy that had started to retract into her body, compounding the effects of her abilities, Vahn continued to nibble Mordred's fur-covered ear. It now had an appearance similar to Theo's, but, rather than thin white hairs, they were pure gold in coloration. They also had a metallic taste, and, if they pricked him at the right angle, Vahn felt as though they were akin to tiny needles poking his tongue.
While the change to Mordred's ears was very 'inspiring', what truly stirred up Vahn's fancy was the additional appendage that currently twined around his tail. Mordred had sprouted a rather thick tail, and, though it appeared similar to a cat, it's length and thickness, combined with the golden tuft at the end, made it seem more like the tail of a lioness than anything else.
Completing Mordred's 'transformation', the nails on her fingers grew to points, and, though it wasn't obvious at a glance, her already developed canines became even more prominent than before. She had even pricked his shoulder a few times during her moaning, and, after realizing this, Vahn became aware of the fact that her tongue had become extremely rough, enough to nearly rip off his scales with the friction creating by her licking...
Despite all these troubling elements, Vahn continued to roughly piston Mordred in the way he knew she liked. At the same time, he massaged the base of her newly formed tail, teaching her an entirely new form of pleasure that caused her body to writhe even as she clung to his body, a powerful and seemingly endless orgasm wracking her body and ceaselessly chipping away at her sensibilities. Then, much as she had done countless times before, Mordred adhered to him even tighter as she loudly cried, "Chichiuueee~!!"
(A/N: Alternate Titles: 'Rewards Abound...','Into the ocean end it all...','This is not your average awakening (OwO)!!!!!')
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