Her majesty's Secret Service

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Hi all and thanks for taking interest in my lemon for Final Fantasy 9.(throws up)
I just want to have a few words to cover my butt legally. The characters
portrayed herein are property and copyright Square Soft and all affiliates
involved in the making, development and whatnot of the game Final Fantasy 9.
All relations to any persons living or dead is purely coincidental. This
story contains suggestive scenes that are NOT SUITABLE FOR MINORS. ALL
MINORS ARE HEREBY ENCOURAGED TO FIND A WAY OFF THIS PAGE. The author assumes
no liability for any minors reading past this point. And so, without further
ado….


Her Majesty’s Secret Service

Steiner shifted his weight, causing his armor to scrape against itself. The
sound roused him from drowsying thoughts that rolled on like persistent
daydreams while he stared out onto the open plain. He removed his glove and
rubbed his eyes tiredly with the back of his hand. Sunrise was close and he
would persevere! Oh, but guard duty was so boring, especially at this
suffocatingly quiet time in the morning. Perhaps he should start some
coffee. That might rouse the princess for some company.

Garnet shifted in her sleep, murmuring as some troubled dream tumbled
through her restless mind. She gasped and sat up! Dazedly, she looked about,
trying to piece together where she was and how she got there. Her dreams had
been of the sea; the tossing, violent sea. It was a nightmare she had a
thousand times before but wasn’t sure as to why. Slowly, she realized that
the lightly glowing walls around her were that of the tent Steiner had made
for her last night. She heard him approaching hastily and gathered the
blankets close about her for both their modesty’s sake.

“Princess! Are you okay?” Steiner asked breathlessly.

Garnet smiled. His presence alone comforted her. No matter what anyone said
about the Knights of Pluto’s bumbling, Steiner had always been a dedicated
protector. “I-I’m fine, Rusty.” She pushed her hair back from her face. “It
was just a nightmare.”

Steiner placed a hand on the flap of the tent, wanting so badly to open it
and check for himself, but he knew the princess was sleeping half-naked
while her clothes dried on a line near the edge of camp. “Well,” he rumbled
thoughtfully, “Perhaps some coffee will chase them away for good. Shall I
get you a cup, princess?”

The thought of a warm drink did appeal to her. The cool night air had
drifted through the seams in the tent overnight, chilling her fingers and
face. Yes, something to warm them would please her very much. She stood and
gathered her blankets about her, shuffling to the tent flap before answering
Steiner. “Coffee might do me some good. Yeah, thanks, Rusty.”

Steiner stepped back from the tent, hiding a frown after turning back to the
fire. The princess used to be so proper and well-spoken, but then that
monkey boy insinuated his influence on her. Oh what a tragedy! How easily he
had wilted the flower of Alexandria! Well, it would be his duty, then, to
see she was cultivated once more into the poised, delicate beauty known as
Princess Garnet and not some wandering tart called ‘Dagger’.

The princess huddled down in her mu-skin blanket, cherishing it’s warmth.
She thought fleetingly about checking her clothes and dressing before her
morning cup of coffee, but likely they were cold compared to the silky fur
blanket around her. Steiner’s grumbling turned her attention back to the
fire and she proceeded to join him. What was he complaining about now, she
wondered as she found a seat on an unused piece of firewood. If Steiner did
nothing else well, she reflected with a smile into her blanket, he could
complain with the best of them. She watched him fondly while he stoked and
prodded the fire hot enough to boil the coffee’s water.

Sunrise brought a little warmth to the plains and some color to the
mist-filled skies. Three cups of coffee finally coaxed the princess out of
her blanket and into her partially-damp clothes. At her insistence, Steiner
left her to start breaking down camp while he hunted for a small morning
meal. Luckily there was a stream nearby with some large, lazy fish.
Breakfast would be easy as long as the princess could keep the fire going.
Oh, Steiner fretted to himself, but what if she burns her hands? I could
never forgive myself. So, torn between following her orders and protecting
her, he paced at the edge of the bank and lost precious daylight hours to
worrying.

The timeless, misty skies lightened some more and the princess reckoned that
the day was quickly approaching the noon hour. So where was Steiner? Had he
been brought down by a monster? The thought itself quickened her heart and
she dropped what she was doing to chase through the woods after him. At the
edge of the woods, though, she heard his approach by the ringing of his
armor. He was bellowing some sort of marching song as he closed in on the
camp with a particularly enormous fish. The princess smiled and hit herself
lightly in the head for worrying about her most capable protector. Steiner
would never let her down if he had anything to say about it.

They covered some good ground that day, fueled by strong coffee and a big
breakfast. The monsters were few and far between, thankfully, and Garnet
allowed her thoughts to drift while she led Steiner toward the misty
mountains on the horizon. His warrior’s instincts alerted him first (or so
he would’ve liked to think) but over the clang of his armor, Steiner heard
the alarm call of a zuu and turned in time to see the enormous bird taking
to the air from a nearby Mist-shrouded forest. This awakened his every sense
and he slowed until the sound of his armor only became a light scrape.

The princess blinked, roused from her daydreams by Steiner’s silence. As she
turned to check on him, she noticed he was watching a zuu circle over some
nearby woods. “Steiner, it’s just a zu—“

“Sshhh!” he silenced her quickly with a wave as he scanned the edge of the
wood. He could’ve sworn he saw something moved but in this damned, churning
Mist, it was so hard to tell!

Garnet twisted her mouth into something between a pout and a frown. There
was still enough princess in her that she didn’t appreciate being shushed.
After resting a fist on her hip, she saw the bit of movement too. “O-oh,
Steiner!” she whispered harshly.

His suspicions confirmed, he nodded and drew his sword. The outline of the
serpion in the distance became apparent as the lithe creature slinked close
to the ground. Steiner shrugged off the pack full of their supplies and
informed the princess, “It’s a demi-dragon. They’re called serpions.” He
pushed his faceplate up so that no inch of skin was bared. “Very nasty
sting,” he said behind the mask before raising his sword over his head and
charging at the creature. “Prepare to be vanquished, foul creature!
Rrrrrraaaaaaaagh!”

(Queue battle music)

Immediately, the serpion was on the defensive, poised head low to the ground
and scorpion-like tail over its head. The tank-like man approached with a
terrible noise and startled the rest of the zuu from the trees above.
Garnet watched the chaotic scene in horror. She found her air racket in the
backpack Steiner had been carrying. Frightened for her bodyguard, she raced
after him across the Mist-slicked grass.

Steiner brought his sword down hard, inches from the serpion’s wedge-shaped
head. The creature leapt to the side in time to avoid the fatal blow.
Steiner recovered for a quick slash at the retreating creature and knicked
his scaled neck. Infuriated at being struck, the serpion launched a fury of
attacks over Steiner’s head and shoulders with its barbed tail. The force of
the strikes alone dented the warrior’s armor, but it would take more than a
few fist-sized dents to bring down the big man. Steiner sliced the air
diagonally with his enormous blade. Whistling before it impacted, the blade
bit deep into the serpion’s shoulder and rolled it onto its back.

Staggering to the side with the momentum of his swing, Steiner slipped in
the slick grass and fell to one knee. Garnet slid to a stop several yards
away and raised her air racket, formulating a protect spell over her
comrade.

Growling, Steiner recovered his feet and raised his sword once more. “No
grass will stop me from slaying you, beast!” With that, he charged after the
demi-dragon again. Irritated and injured now, the serpion was a bit quicker
to take the offensive. The sinewy creature leapt onto Steiner and raked at
his armor with its claws. Steiner pinwheeled his arms, suddenly having to
compensate for the dragon’s weight on his shoulders. He tried to redirect
his flailing into an attack, but the dragon’s tail circled around his legs
and brought him down with a great crash.

In the air near the fallen dragon and warrior, the protect spell sparkled.
Garnet damned her bad luck and decided she’d just have to finish what
Steiner started. Afterall, Steiner, face down in the grass, was in no
position to defend himself. The princess raised the air racket and spoke a
word of power. A fist-sized ball of pure magic zipped toward the dragon. At
the moment it connected, the tightly-packed magic exploded and sent the
dragon soaring backwards and into the branches of the trees. A zuu dove for
that spot in the trees immediately and Garnet watched as the huge bird
soared away with the limp burden dangling in its claws.

She knew the Misty wilderness was savage, but she never thought she’d see
anything like that. With renewed concern for her protector, Garnet ran to
Steiner to check him for life signs. The fact that he was groaning was
certainly a good sign. The princess shoved and strained and eventually got
Steiner onto his back. She removed his face plate and looked into his eyes.
“Rusty? Are you okay?”

The big man grunted and rolled up to a sitting position. Saved by his
charge… how embarrassing! Still, he was glad that she was in one piece. He
groaned and finally got his feet under him. While brushing himself off, he
looked about and concluded, “The dragon knew he was outclassed! Ha!” Then in
a more gentle tone, he turned to Garnet. “My princess, you are well?”

Garnet never got close enough to the action to be struck, but for Steiner’s
benefit, she looked herself over. “I’m still in one piece, Rusty. I can’t
say the same for you.”

Taking an inventory himself, Steiner discovered a smear of blood across his
rusted breastplate. “Ah! Merciful gods! I have been struck!” He noticed
another injury and this certain throbbing pain in his shoulder. “No! The
creature wounded me!”

The princess, used to Steiner overreacting to everything, just dismissed it
and led him back to the pack of supplies. “I can heal you with a potion,
silly. Come on then.” She reached the bag and knelt down to rummage through
it’s contents. Triumphantly, she produced a small bottle of potion. As she
turned, she saw Steiner list to the side and then fall flat on his front
with a thunderous clatter. “Oh my,” she said under her breath.

Steiner awoke to the glowing walls of the tent. Night already? Hadn’t he
just had breakfast a moment ago? As he moved to sit up, his stomach turned a
somersault and he grabbed the nearest bucket to catch his vomit. After the
last heave, he hugged the bucket only to realize that it was really his
helmet. “Oh my luck be damned,” he murmured in a shaky breath.

The princess would’ve preferred a dozen other sounds to that which told her
Steiner was awake, but his vomiting was a good sign that his body was
working against the poison. She pushed back the tent flap and ventured
inside. “Rusty,” she said gently. “Are you awake?”

He turned to look at her. Dark blue bags hung under his eyes as he nodded
pitifully. “Yes, my princess. I regret,” he said in an apologetic tone as he
tried to climb to his feet, “I regret that I have failed you.”

Garnet rushed over, urging him to stay seated. “No. No you haven’t, Rusty.
I’ve never seen anyone fight so valiantly.” She smiled a tender, heartfelt
smile that seemed all the reward Steiner could ever wish for. “However,” the
smile faded with her grave tone, “You won’t live to tell your own tale if we
don’t get you out of that armor so I can tend to your wounds.”

The warrior noted finally that the armor on his extremeties had already been
removed. All, that is, except his enormous breast plate and hardened leather
under that. Steiner instructed the princess how to unbuckle the armor and he
pushed it off his body with some difficulty. The princess couldn’t hope to
lift the unweildy armor, so she just assisted Steiner on one side, where his
arm seemed to be failing. Probably the work of the poison, Garnet reasoned.

With a heft, Steiner deposited his breastplate off to the side. The princess
helped him out of his hardened leather and cotton clothing beneath that.
Steiner felt chilled and oddly exposed, appearing before his charge without
his armor on. “But what if—“ he began to protest.

Garnet shushed him with a gesture and began treating his wounds. “Don’t
worry, Rusty. There are moogles in the forest everywhere around us.” At
least she hoped there were moogles. This seemed like a likely place to find
them and moogles had always been willing to help her. She prayed that her
luck held out as she diligently dressed Steiner’s wounds.

The combination of healing potions and antidote eased Steiner’s pain enough
for his body to relax and finally get some restful sleep. Garnet saw to his
every comfort and even cooled his forehead with a moist cloth. She hummed a
soothing song that quickly made Steiner’s eyelids heavy and before long, the
big man was snoring like a hibernating bear.

Taking her leave quietly, Garnet slipped out of the tent with the bloodied
rags in one hand and Steiner’s puke bucket in the other. She strolled over
to the spring at the edge of camp and began to wash everything. Her mind
drifted through a dozen thoughts about her current situation, how her
friends in Lindblum were doing, and how she and Steiner had come to be alone
here in the wilderness. She apologized in the cool night air for dragging
Steiner out on this crazy mission. He, as part of the palace guard had no
place so far from his castle. Ha! That thought struck her as ironic, because
she, as a princess, had no place outside her castle either. But here they
both were under a Mist-blanketed night sky and trying desperately to return
to their homeland.

Garnet bowed her head and mopped at Steiner’s helmet. “I just hope we both
make it back alive,” she prayed to whomever might be listening. The crash of
the logs in the campfire made her jump. She laughed nervously to herself and
strolled back to the fire to feed it another log. “So you’re hungry too,
huh? Well, until Rusty wakes up, all we have is kupo nuts, berries, and some
jerky. It wouldn’t say it’s gourmet, but it’ll do for now.”

Stepping back into the tent, Garnet arranged Steiner’s armor and clothing
just to give herself something to do while she watched over the snoring man.
She looked back on him often and smiled fondly. Captain Adelbert Steiner had
always been there like a silly, overprotective uncle. Her own father had
appointed the bumbling knights of Pluto to watch over his precious daughter.
Queen Brahne approved of the choice too, even though the knights couldn’t
find their collective backsides with a detailed map.

Garnet rested on her knees beside her sleeping protector. She mopped the
sweat from his brow and slicked back his unkempt and graying hair. He was
much less intimidating without his armor on—almost handsome! Despite his
abundant table muscle, Steiner was a very muscular man. Garnet admired his
strong jaw and big, strong hands. He reminded her somewhat of her father
that way.

While the princess was reflecting, Steiner stirred in his sleep and kicked
his legs so that the mu-fur blanket fell off his chest. Garnet reached down
and smoothed it back into place with a gentle hand. It was at that moment
that she noticed the large buldge near his waist. “Oh, how could I have
forgotten to remove his sword?” she admonished herself. She lifted the
blanket to do just that, but was quick to realize that that wasn’t Steiner’s
weapon at all!

“Oh—oh my.” Garnet blushed furiously but didn’t drop the blanket back into
place. She stared at the buldge under Steiner’s breech cloth. With an amused
smile, she wondered why Steiner had never been married. Certainly any woman
would be impressed by that. Oh! But she wasn’t to think such things of her
personal guard. That certainly wasn’t proper!

But why not? She was just human after all.

Garnet shifted. A fluttering tension between her legs urged her over the
edge of reason and before her inner debate was resolved, she reached out to
touch the buldge. She drew her hand back and looked to Steiner to make sure
that hadn’t woke him. How could she ever explain something like that? “Stray
oglop,” she giggled a falsified excuse to herself. Would he ever believe
that? She wondered as she leaned in to touch it again. She could feel the
heat of his penis even under the cloth. Her fingers traced a line over the
hard shaft, following it to its spongy head. Once again, the princess
withdrew her hand as the organ flexed under it. Staring at it like that, she
lost her nerve and covered Steiner with the fur blanket once again. The big
man smacked his lips and rolled onto his side. Garnet stood and left the
tent before she did something stupid. The crazy idea had taken root in her
mind, though, and Garnet’s curiosity pecked at her all through the night.

In the morning, Garnet awoke to a rather persistent moogle begging her to
share her kupo nuts for breakfast. The princess smiled and told him to take
what he wanted. The moogle chirped happily and carried a handful of nuts off
to the other moogles in the woods.

The princess rose and stretched. She yawned mightily and looked at the
heavy, dark Mist above. It looked as if the rain from Burmecia had started
to move in. That wouldn’t make travel fun. She hated to do it, but she’d
have to wake Steiner quickly so they could get on their way. Steiner was
already awake and with most of his armor on by the time the princess reached
the tent. “Oh!” Garnet said in surprise. “I hope I didn’t wake you.”

Steiner chuckled it away and strapped on his sword. “Not at all, my
princess. The thought of waking to your lovely voice would be no worse than
the kiss of an angel.” He pulled his chainmail hood over his head and
finally topped it with his silvery helmet. “There now!” He saluted her.
“Captain Adelbert Steiner of the Knights of Pluto at your command, my
princess.”

Garnet smiled and rushed over to hug Steiner’s metal-clad body impulsively.
“I’m glad to see you’re feeling better, Rusty.”

The warrior made a show of grumbling at the nickname, but patted the petit
princess on the back. “I had a most capable nurse,” he stated matter of
factly. “And the most wonderous dreams in my sleep.”

Garnet flushed and clung tight to Steiner so he wouldn’t see it. Had she
inspired sexual dreams with how she touched him that night? Thinking of
that, she realized how close to was to that enormous member now, she blushed
even deeper. “O-oh?” She stammered in a clumsy recovery. “So what were your
dreams about?”

The Captain was caught off guard. He hadn’t expected her to ask that, and
well to tell the truth, the dreams were less than decent, considering the
present company. He coughed and pounded his chest. Steiner was a terrible
liar and he knew it. Instead, he abruptly turned the subject away, “The-the
poison seems to have left my system. I hear it can give one strange dreams.”

Incredibly relieved, Garnet brushed her cheeks with her hands to cool them
before she stepped back. “Well, yes. You had a fever for a better part of
the night.”

The armor clad warrior dropped to one knee and bowed his head. “And you kept
a vigil over me. I am deeply honored, my princess, and ever in your debt.”

Garnet laughed to dispel her tension and cupped Steiner’s cheek fondly. This
confused the big warrior but he rose and awaited her orders. “Let’s get
going, shall we?” The princess asked. “I think there’s rain on the horizon
and it’s no fun to travel in wet boots. C’mon Rusty.”

Steiner resigned himself to accepting the nickname gracefully as he tore
down the camp and packed what he could into the large backpack. He and the
princess set off again several hours before noon.

Five hours of constant marching later, the clouds opened and dropped a
torrent on the traveler’s heads. Garnet would’ve pressed on, but the dirt
here was loose and quickly turning to mud under her feet. That, and she
figured Steiner could use the rest. So without delay, she helped Steiner
erect the tent and they both huddled inside while the rain drummed on the
stretched canvas.

For the first hour or so, they talked little and just waited for the rain to
stop. Rains from Burmecia, though, were persistent if nothing else. Garnet
rubbed the drowsiness from her eyes and looked over at Steiner. His chin was
dropped to his chest and he’d crossed his arms to reserve his heat. “I don’t
think these rains are going to let up any time soon,” Garnet resigned.

Steiner bobbed his head a bit. “Mmf,” was his inarticulate response. He then
yawned and stretched as much as the small tent would allow. “We will stay
the night in this location then, princess. I shall go forth and stand guard
through the night as is my duty.”

Garnet waved that idea away quickly. “Oh no you won’t.! I won’t have you
standing out in the rain all night.” She hid a smile behind her gloved hand.
Did she just sound like her mother? How embarrassing. “Please, Rusty,” she
pleaded, but lost her original intention to the jest, “Your armor is rusty
enough.”

The warrior ‘humphed!’ loudly and settled back to pout. Garnet giggled,
showing she meant nothing by it. And so they sat in silence for another hour
while the rain poured down unrelentingly.

Drifting off in her thoughts, Garnet started to remember the previous night
and her sleeping companion. Unbidden, thoughts of his ‘sword’ came to her
mind and she started to rub her gloved fingers together as if she could
remember the sensations there on her skin. Sneaking a glance up at Steiner,
she noticed that he was peering intently out a small peephole in the tent,
keeping a lookout for his princess whether she liked it or not. That little
seed of curiosity in Garnet’s mind began to blossom and before long, she
had plotted how she would get to touch Steiner there again. Usually, she
would’ve been totally adverse to the idea, but boredom, curiosity, and that
fluttery feeling between her legs pushed her to her limits. She would have
her adventures one way or another!

Garnet contrived a cunning plan. She would borrow Steiner’s helmet to gather
some of the water trickling down the side of the tent. Then, using the
concentrated magic in her air racket, she would heat the water to a boiling.
That would both of some tea to warm their bones and soften the beef jerky a
bit. Garnet set the helmet like a pot to boil over the magic for a time, and
before long, a heavy steam rose to the top of the tent. She then mixed into
the hot water some of the left-over berries, a crushed kupo nut, and what
remained of Zidane’s sleeping weed. With a wooden spoon, she stirred the
mixture until the ingredients broke down and perfumed the inside of the
tent.

>From across the tent, Steiner’s stomach growled. The man hadn’t eaten since
the previous day’s breakfast and that was tossed up that afternoon after the
poison made him sick. He leaned over to accept a tin cup of the improvised
tea from the princess. She also handed him a long strip of jerky, which he
readily took a bite of. He washed down the bite of jerky with a gulp of tea
and quickly tore off another morsel of dried meat. Garnet watched in
amazement. She hadn’t realized Steiner would be that voracious. She
pretended to take dainty drinks from her tin cup and occassionally had a
nibble of the jerky.

Steiner smacked his lips after finishing his tea and barely had time to say,
“I feel—“ before he dropped onto his side. Garnet cocked a brow. That stuff
worked fast! She apologized deeply to Steiner and checked to make sure he
was asleep. The man was out cold! She fought an urge to clap her hands
together and looked the man over. Damn! She hadn’t thought to have him
remove his armor. That would’ve made him suspicious, though. Still, she
couldn’t remove it all on her own. Ah well. With a heavy sigh, she began
unlacing the segmented armor that protected his legs. Her hands worked
furiously with excitement to pull off the leather half-pants and finally the
cotton breech cloth. Her fingers hesitated there at the cloth, pulling it
down until she could see his pubic hair. She bit her lip and decided to take
it a little slower. She didn’t want to wake him by tearing into him like a
starved animal. Oh, but she longed to see what was hidden under there.

She eased the breech cloth down over Steiner’s hairy thighs and rested back
on her knees to take a look at the formerly-hidden treasure. It wasn’t much
to look at while it was limp so Garnet resolved that she would wake it up
and see it in all its glory.

After discarding her gloves, Garnet moved in to caress the flaccid cock. It
reminded her of an elephant’s trunk, the way it hung loose and floppy. She
cupped her hand under it and pet it tenderly. She was amazed to watch it
grow and buldge in her hands. As blood engorged the organ, she could feel it
put on a great deal of weight. It nearly doubled in width in her hands as
she continued to provoke it. The warrior’s cock became as long as her hand
and tinted a deep red-purple. Garnet could feel Steiner’s heartbeat through
the hot flesh. She leaned down to place her cheek close to the thing. She
had no experience to compare it, really, but the size of his penis astounded
her. But then, she reasoned to herself, my Rusty is a very big man.

She placed a gentle kiss on the shaft and seemed satisfied with just seeing
it. Carefully, she pushed Steiner’s breech cloth back into place and then
his pants. Finally, she laced the segmented leg armor and checked to make
sure everything was situated correctly.

Steiner snored thunderously. Garnet smiled to herself and gathered the
mu-skin blanket close about her. Under the cover of the blanket, she touched
herself over her pants. Her crotch was hot and moist; excited with her
little adventure. Her body responded better than it ever had to her touching
and soon she found herself grinding her crotch with her fingertips.

The big warrior rolled over to face her. Garnet gasped and the surprise
drove her over the precipice into a gentle orgasm. She sighed and eased down
into that blanket. Tension just melted away and her cheeks grew warm in the
afterglow. Wow, if only touching his cock for that short a time could do
that to her, she wondered how much better it could be if she did more with
it. That thought triggered another small, unassisted orgasm and she smiled
behind her blanket.

Awaking to silence, Steiner rose from his drugged sleep. His head still swam
with the aftereffects of the medicinal tea. “Cruel mistress sleep,” he
grumbled as he rubbed some drool from the corner of his mouth. “You stole me
away from my duties again.” With that thought, he looked over to the
princess to find her sound asleep. He looked surprised for a moment and then
smiled gently. She was truly his greatest joy. When she slept, she was
angelic as she’d always been since she was a toddler.

He shifted, relieving an ache in his joints and a dull pain in his pants.
Those dreams he’d been having for the past two nights frustrated him
terribly. It’s not that he wanted to act them out, per se, but he would’ve
liked to release the tension. Here, though, it was ironic that he couldn’t
find the privacy to do it. Then again, he considered, the princess –is-
asleep and I doubt that sunrise will come for a few hours.

With that reasoning, Steiner carefully made his way to his feet, as quiet as
he could possibly be. He removed his armor a piece at a time and set it down
near one wall of the tent. He scratched himself, relieved to feel the weight
of all that armor off his body again. From the supply bag, he pulled out a
woolen blanket and had a seat opposite the sleeping princess. He eased out
of his pants and pulled his breech cloth aside. He used the blanket to cover
his legs as he wrapped a strong hand around his meaty cock and stroked
slowly.

“Aahhh,” he leaned his head back and let his mind wander where it might.
Inevitably, it wandered back to his dreams he had of Garnet. He tried to
push those aside and thought of Beatrix or that pretty mouse woman from
Burmecia, but again, fantasies with the princess came to mind and he found
those excited him more than any of the others. His princess embraced him in
his fantasies. He stroked her hair and felt her skin brush against his. In
his dreams, Garnet kissed the inside of his thighs while blushing coyly. Her
smiling lips moved to kiss the shaft of his thick cock and then up to the
head. With his mind’s eye, he watched as she licked the dribble of precum
off the head and then pressed her dainty lips around his buldging member. Oh
how his loins ached to feel that! He thrust up through his hand as he
stroked himself with a building pace. Then is his dreams, Garnet eased down
over his cock to take as much of it as she could in her mouth. Steiner’s
breathing grew heavy. This fantasy brought him closer to a climax faster
than any others since he left his teens.

With another pleased moan, Steiner leaned back to prop himself up on an
elbow. “Oh my princess,” he whispered as he imagined his cock easing into
her throat and her tongue tickling as he withdrew. How beautiful she would
look with her blushing cheeks while pleasing him in earnest. Just as she
imagined her swallowing his cock again, he came explosively. Jism shot
through the air and onto his shoulder. Steiner collapsed as echoes of the
intensity made this thighs twitch. It had been so long since he had a climax
like that. A dumb smile eased across his face as he started up at the tent
of the ceiling. Too bad his princess would never know how he really felt
about her. He would love to show her new depths of his eagerness to please.
He then turned his gaze on the sleeping princess and pulled the cover up
over him. “Sleep well until the morn, my princess angel.”

Garnet was awaken later that morning by a grunting hedgehog pie foraging for
food in the wet grass. She rubbed her eyes and sat up trying to recall what
had happened before she went to sleep. She scent on her fingers reminded her
quickly enough and she smiled devilishly. She then noticed the pile of armor
in the corner and looked curiously to Steiner. Was he feeling well? Maybe he
redressed his wounds. A lack of bandages about told her that wasn’t likely.
He just seemed to be sleeping comfortably under the woolen blanket.

Without his armor on!

The princess licked her lips. Dare she have another look? Steiner could
afford to sleep in, she excused. She just wanted to see it again, and maybe
touch herself some more. It couldn’t be much more than an hour or two after
sunrise. She had time. Satisfied that she’d reasoned it out enough, Garnet
crawled on her hands and knees over to Steiner and peeled back the cover
carefully. There waited his cock, naked and fully erect in the morning
chill. The princess was surprised to see it that way, but partially relieved
that she didn’t have to spend time waking it herself.

She bent close and kissed his penis a sweet good morning. Steiner’s member
flexed under her lips. She kissed the head, wondering if she’d get the same
response. It seemed to rise to meet her lips which for some reason excited
Garnet. Steiner didn’t even have to be awake to be responsive. The princess
wrapped both hands around his erection and gave it another sweet kiss.
Delicately, she licked it, liking the naughty feelings that kindled deep
down. She wrapped her lips about it, suckling delicately while beginning to
pump his cock slowly.

Steiner awoke to that sensation. He still felt partially drugged and dreamy
when the sensations brought him to consciousness. Over his stomach, he saw
the princess’ head bobbing up at down. Startled, and more than just a bit
confused if this was a dream or not, he backed away from under her with a
dismayed grunt. His cock sprung from between Garnet’s hands and a string of
precum hung from her bottom lip to his waving prick.

“Steiner!” She gasped as he yelled, “Princess!”

They stared at each other, wide-eyed and suitably surprised. When they
ventured to speak, it was a tumble of apologies from Garnet and a jumble of
pardons from Steiner. Neither making sense of the other’s words, they both
stopped and went back to staring. Garnet rose a hand and explained slowly,
“I’m at fault, Steiner. Please. I didn’t mean to make you feel awkward.
I’ve just always been curious, you see, and last night I was so lone—“

“A thousand pardons, my princess.” He sat up and brushed the head of his
cock. It began to firm again under his hand. “I have been thinking impure
thoughts about you, and—“

“You have?” She interrupted, honestly surprised.

“Why, yes of course.” Steiner rumbled. “On my honor.” He then sighed,
“Though I am afraid that the thoughts themselves are not so honorable.”

Garnet stood and placed a hand on her hip. “Oh? And why not?”

“B-because..” stammered Steiner, searching for an explanation. “You and me—I
mean, I and you—“

The princess smiled and pressed a finger to his lips mercifully. “I’ve been
thinking the same things,” she confided. “Does this make me dishonorable.”

Steiner paled. That couldn’t be the case! The princess was above all others
in honor and grace in his eyes. He smiled around her finger and dropped his
head to concede, “Of course not, my princess.”

With a pleased chuckle, the princess stepped back and peeled off her yellow
jumpsuit. Steiner’s jaw dropped. “Princess!?”

Garnet shook her head and in a teasing tone, said, “We’ve come this far. I
aim to finish.”

Now that’s one order Steiner was glad to follow. “Yes, my princess!” Steiner
removed his blousy cotton shirt and helped the princess out of the remainder
of her clothes. Garnet shivered as she stood naked before Steiner. She had
never been naked in front of anyone but her tailors and even then, they gave
her every bit of modesty they possibly could. Steiner stared at the naked
princess, though, partially trying to believe this wasn’t a dream, but more
in wonder of his young charge’s beauty. She truly was the flower of
Alexandria. Steiner reached out and brought her petite frame close and held
her against the morning chill. “Princess,” he sighed into her hair. “You are
without match the greatest beauty these old eyes have ever beheld.”

Garnet cuddled into Steiner’s hairy chest and breathed deep his musky scent.
“Thank you, Adelbert.” She kissed him between the pecs and proceeded, “This
is the first time I have ever been with a man. Would you teach me how to…”

Steiner’s chest swelled with pride and he pet her head. His words cut her
off before she could even finish. Not to seem eager, but he just didn’t feel
that she needed to even finish the request, “It would be my deepest honor,
Garnet.” With that, he lay her down and touched her small, blushing cheek
with his big hand. He felt a pang of guilt for taking advantage of her this
way, but this was all by her request and far be it from him to shirk his
duty.

With a sweep, Steiner stole a kiss from his princess’ lips and bent over
her to kiss her collar bone. His kneading lips wandered over her flawless
flesh and down to her firm breasts. He teased her nipples hard with his
tongue and nibbled only hard enough to elicit a gasp from the young beauty.
He felt her hand running through his hair. No woman had touched him like
that for two decades. Steiner, spurred on by passion nibbled a small line
down the princess’ stomach to her mound. His strong hands caressed her,
suprisingly gentle. The scent of her arousal was intoxicating as he bent
close to kiss her netherlips. Garnet’s hips bucked up reflexively and
Steiner quickly found his nose between her labia. Well, as long as I’m here,
he thought as he began probing her moist muskiness.

The princess contorted at the sensation. Steiner held her hips firmly as she
squirmed in ecstacy. His eloquent tongue was put to good use, coaxing the
juices out of her young lovehole and then tickling her clit with a brief
pass. Garnet gave good signs of an approaching climax. Her squeaks and moans
became louder and more frequent, urging Steiner to lick faster and with more
gusto. As she released, Steiner clamped his big mouth over her pussy and
felt the vibrations from deep inside the girl.

Garnet collapsed in a happy heap. Her lips and nipples were rougued dark
with her arousal. Steiner let her hips rest on the floor of the tent once
again. She stretched and made a pleased purr as she did so. Looking back to
Steiner, she smiled slyly and reminded him, “But you said you’d teach me how
to please men.”

Steiner looked puzzled. He had? Is that what she was going to say before he
cut her off. With a deep blush, the guardsman apologized and leaned back. He
stroked his penis to stiffen it the rest of the way, but Garnet quickly
intervened. “No. Let me, please.” Steiner offered absolutely no argument.

Gripping the torpedo-shaped cock in her hands, Garnet began to massage him
back to a full erection. “Will you tell me what feels good, Steiner?”

Steiner pillowed his head in his hands and nodded. “My princess, you can do
no wrong by me.” That earned him another one of her pixie-like giggles and
then he felt her cool lips on his hot prick. The warrior had to fight to
keep from erupting right there. Her touches were so tender and rather
practiced, it seemed, for a virgin. Garnet pumped his schlong while rolling
her tongue over the head. By the sounds Steiner made, she quickly caught on
to the most pleasing combination of licking and stroking. After a time,
Steiner begged, “Please my princess, deeper.”

Garnet considered that for a moment and then took as much as she could of
his widening cock into her mouth. Her hands continued to pump and her tongue
prodded his manhood more sluggishly now. Still, the sensation drove Steiner
wild. “Oh, deeper, my princess.”

How could she possibly get him any deeper in her mouth than he already was?
Steeling herself, the princess pushed downward until his cock butted up
against the back of her throat. With tears in her eyes from holding back the
gagging, she descended even further until his whole cock with enclosed in
her mouth and throat. Steiner was in heaven.

Unable to fight it much longer, Garnet let the cock slide slowly out of her
mouth. “Uhh..” she said as she wiped her lips. “I didn’t know I could do
that.”

Steiner swore to the heavens, “My princess is a goddess!”

Garnet giggled and patted his thigh. “Show me more, Adelbert.”

The big man waved her closer then. “Here, come sit on it, my princess.”

The young woman blushed intensely. She hadn’t intended to lose her
virginity, but then again, she did want Steiner to teach her all he could.
How could she resist? Dubious about the positioning, though, the princess
poised herself over Steiner’s cock and touched her hot, moist hole just to
check that everything was aligned.

Steiner offer out his hands. “Here, please allow me to assist you,
princess.” She took his hands, and watching her backside and then her front,
she lowered herself onto the narrow head of his prick. The sensation of him
sliding in only an inch made her dizzy with arousal. Her knees gave out
under her and she slid down the rest of the way. The warrior winced. Garnet
yelped as she felt something pop inside her. “Steiner? What was that?”

He resituated himself under her and kissed her fingertips, hoping to comfort
his princess. “Well, my princess. It would seem that you are not a maiden
anymore.”

For some reason, Garnet felt proud of this fact and wiggled her hips
excitedly. The full feeling of her protector inside her made her insides
throb with need. She could feel her own juices slick around his penis.
Knowing how independent his princess liked to be, Steiner let her find her
rhythm and angle. She caught on quickly and soon, they sighed together in
shared sensations.

“My thighs won’t stop trembling,” she admitted sheepishly after a few
moments.

Steiner smiled knowingly, and with a grace that belied his big frame, he
scooped her up and laid her down as if she were feather-light in his arms.
The princess was uncertain of what to do with her hands, and so she rested
them on Steiner’s muscular arms. The old protector smiled down at his
beautiful charge and resumed the rhythm while bending down to kiss the
corner of her mouth. Garnet turned her head so that there lips met full on.
Her tongue sought his and they both sighed through their noses. Steiner
grunted and pulled the kiss. His thrusting stopped and he seemed to take a
deep breath.

Garnet blinked and touched the side of his face. “Is something wrong?”

The man bowed his head, as sheepish as if he were the virgin. “No, no. I
just want to last for you, my beauty.”

The princess sighed a fond, “Oh Rusty,” and wrapped her legs over his back.

With renewed vigor, Steiner pumped into princess, driving her into new
heights of pleasure. His torpedo-like cock alternately stretched her and
then left her wanting. She could feel his cool balls slapping against her
wet ass. She felt wet and warm everywhere and just ready to burst. Garnet
bit her lip and arched her back as Steiner’s pumping strokes drove her over
the edge into a climax. She practically sung out with pleasure. The warrior
panted, trying to hold off until she finished, but the feeling of her
vaginal walls flexing around him drained the very last fonts of his sexual
stamina.

Steiner withdrew quickly, not wanting to make a disgrace out of his
princess. That’s the last thing Alexandria needed, sexual scandal in the
ruling class. With a grunt, the warrior spilled his seed into his palm. He
seemed to come forever with spurt after spurt of burning, white semen.
Garnet sat up to watch, amazed at how much ejaculate the man could produce.
Discreetly, Steiner wiped his load on the woolen blanket and then stretched
out beside the princess to catch his breath. Garnet was suddenly aware of
the small puddle under her soaking into the tent floor. She giggled and
excused herself while she found a towel to mop up the mess a bit. Then, like
a child, she snuggled close to the big man and used his arm as a blanket.

“Did I please my princess?” Steiner sighed into her fragrant hair.

“If we had medals for sexual intercourse, Rusty, I’d certainly reward you
with one.” She wiggled her tight little ass against his flaccid cock.

That rekindled a flame deep in his loins, but Steiner didn’t have the energy
to go on quite yet, besides it was about time for them to go. “I am glad to
be at your service, my princess. However, we should leave soon. The transit
station should not be far by my reckoning.”

Garnet sat up reluctantly and pulled her clothes to her. “You’re right,
Rusty. When we get back to Alexandria’s border, we can’t do this anymore,
y’know?”

It ached to hear it. Steiner didn’t want to admit it to himself, but deep
down he knew and his honor would not have permitted him to anyway. “Yes, my
princess. I am your servant, and your guardian first and foremost.” He then
added quietly, “And a lover when you will have me.”

The princess smiled and to Steiner, it may as well have been the sun
breaking through the Mist with all its glory. He dearly loved his princess
Garnet.

THE END

Ciao- PT