Vaida's Harem

Louise


It was a nice day up on the battlements. The sun shone, yet there was a cool breeze and down below farmlands and a nearby village bustled with activity. It was a very mundane sight, almost boring to someone who'd seen the world from the back of a wyvern, but strangely fascinating all the same. Vaida watched it without thinking overmuch about anything. She idly wondered how many of those below knew how close the world had come to disaster. Not many, most likely. They didn't need to know anyway and besides if they did know some fool might get it into his head to follow in Nergal's footsteps and try to summon dragons back into the world.

Vaida's idle ruminations were interrupted by a voice.

"I must say, I'm a bit surprised to find you up here all alone."

Vaida looked up to see Lord Pent walking towards her. She nodded in greeting. "Count Reglay."

"Please, no need to be so formal," said Pent.

"I wasn't being formal," said Vaida.

Pent smiled faintly. "Well, it's fortunate I found you alone. I would like to talk with you."

"Oh?"

The Etrurian noble turned to look out over the vista below. "It's a good view up here. I suppose I should savour it. There'll be nothing for me to look at but sand before long."

"It's pretty nice," Vaida admitted. "I've been enjoying it."

"I'm heading back to Nabata," Pent said, an unusually businesslike quality entering his voice. "I am to take Athos's place. Which means I'll be living in the middle of the desert with hardly any company other than a great deal of books. Fascinating books, I admit, that will no doubt consume all of my time."

"Are you saying you want me to take care of your wife?" Vaida asked.

"Well, not yet," said Pent, smiling. "I was going to talk at length about how I would not wish such loneliness upon my Louise, how she deserves to be surrounded by people who can give her proper attention, how her skill and beauty would be wasted in a desert and so on and so forth. And then I would very subtly suggest that you and your... companions... would be able to provide my wife with everything she deserves."

"I'm going to assume you talked to her about all this."

"Naturally," said Pent. "In truth, I always felt my wife's interest in both men and women was a good way to keep our marriage... interesting for the both of us. Yet now that interest allows me to let her go without jealousy into the arms of someone more worthy of her."

"You talk of her as though she is your possession," said Vaida.

"Do I? Perhaps I do. A sad side-effect of my noble Etrurian blood, I suppose. Fortunately I can combat it, otherwise I would have taken her with me into the sands. In any case, I suggested she should return to her family in Etruria or to simply take her rightful seat as Countess Reglay. She would have none of it, though."

"Wait, she suggested she could..."

"Of course," said Pent. "We are both a bit... unconventional, but I fear my Louise is slightly more unconventional than I am. Now then, what do you say to our proposal?"

Vaida didn't respond right away. She silently watched a cart trundle clumsily away from a distant farm.

"There's more to it, isn't there?" Vaida said.

"Sorry?" said Pent.

"I'm almost willing to believe you want to selflessly give up your wife for her sake alone, but that's not entirely true is it?"

"Does it matter?" Pent asked.

"I don't know," said Vaida. "Does it?"

"I'm going to live for a very long time, Vaida," said Pent. "Maybe not so long as Athos or Brammimond, but a very long time all the same. Louise will not. She will grow old and die in her due time and when that happens, I will not seem to have aged much. I do not wish to see her decay like that, not while I remain strong. I would much prefer to remember the beautiful woman she is right now."

"That's it, is it?" Vaida said. "I don't think I would have made the same choice, but then again, I'm not aspiring to become an Archsage. Have you said goodbye to her yet?"

"Just before I went to look for you, in fact," said Pent.

Vaida looked up at the few clouds drifting through the bright sky. "It's a nice day," she said. "I hope you enjoyed it."

"Oh, there will be many more nice days," said Pent. "For all of us, I would think."

-----

It was quite bright inside the castle, but Vaida found she had stood outside in the sunshine for so long its stone corridors seemed dark indeed. She reached the room Pent and Louise shared, or perhaps had shared up until now, and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Vaida opened the door and stepped into the night. She couldn't see anything save for the faint light of a few candles and she could smell perfume in the air. Her eyes adjusted slowly and when they did she noticed the curtains shut tight, as well as several flowers spread deliberately around the room. It seemed some effort had gone into creating a romantic mood, but they shouldn't have bothered. Romance, if it existed at all, could not be found in flowers or smells or candles. It was found in actions and feelings and perhaps words. Anything else was just useless frippery. Still, Vaida could appreciate the effort. Even if it was a rather silly waste of time.

Vaida's eyes eventually became accustomed enough to the gloom to spot the Lady Louise sitting demurely on the bed, even though there were plenty of chairs. Vaida was no expert at all when it came to fashion, but it seemed to her Louise was dressed somewhat oddly. She wore something pink that looked simply enough, but somehow managed to accentuate and enhance her curves. Of course, her curves were those of a newly pregnant woman and Vaida very much doubted tailors catered to such women. True, there were garments created for pregnant women, but mostly they were shapeless things designed only to cover the expectant mother's skin during the last few months of her pregnancy and Louise wouldn't reach that stage for quite some time yet. Instead her dress seemed to draw focus towards her growing stomach and filling breasts and make her all the more desirable because of it. It must have cost a small fortune.

"I spoke to your... former husband just now," she said. "He said some interesting things to say."

Louise smiled. "That does not surprise me."

"Was it all true?" Vaida said. "Was it really your suggestion?"

"Does it matter?"

"Yes."

"I suggested it. In fact, I want it," Louise said. "Ever since I heard you... well... I suppose you could say I have never been a good role model for young wives."

"Wouldn't know about that," said Vaida. "It made you Countess Reglay, after all."

"The former Countess Reglay. I'm relinquishing my title. I'm just Louise."

"Wife of Pent?"

Louise leaned back slightly. Vaida couldn't help but notice how that little movement made her look very much inviting. She wondered if that had been the woman's intent. It was hard to say with someone like Louise.

"Wife of Vaida," she said. "Amongst others."

Vaida crossed the dark room, feeling herself be wrapped in more and more of Louise's perfume with every step. She stopped in front of her and reached out to touch her stomach.

"And your child?"

"I will carry it to term and then it will be brought to Pent's family in Etruria so it will have a proper upbringing."

"Do you think you'll be able to give it up?" Vaida asked, letting her hand roam across Louise's belly.

"It's for the best. A desert is no place to rear a child any more than a harem is."

"I do not have a harem," Vaida said, pulling her hand away. "But I see your point."

Louise reached up and took Vaida's hand. "So then..."

Vaida smirked, then leaned down and kissed her. Louise's lips were unsurprisingly soft and gentle and she soon parted them to let her tongue brush against Vaida's. While they kissed, Vaida noticed Louise let go of her hand and then heard the whispering of falling cloth. Looking out of the corner of her eyes, Vaida saw Louise's carefully tailored dress lying in a shapeless heap on the bed, her pregnant body now exposed.

Vaida put her right hand on Louise's stomach and let it travel up until it reached her breasts. She softly caressed one of them, then squeezed softly, hearing Louise sigh happily. Then she felt a small stream of liquid trickle down the back of her hand. Vaida broke her kiss to look down and see milk flowing slowly from Louise's left breast.

Vaida looked at Louise and raised an eyebrow. The young woman merely smiled serenely in response.

Vaida focused her attention on Louise's breasts again and began fondling her left one experimentally. She didn't know to best tease milk out of a woman's body, but she was willing to experiment. And by the way Louise's sighs changed into soft, aroused panting it was clear she didn't mind her experimentation either. Vaida rhythmically squeezed Louise's breast until her milk flowed freely from her nipple. Once she believed she had a steady flow going, Vaida took her hand away from Louise and, making sure to look into Louise's darkening eyes, licked her hand clean. Louise's milk tasted good, if a bit unusual, but the best part about it was the way Louise's arousal obviously grew as she watched her lap up her milk. The woman's eyes were transfixed on every movement of her tongue and Vaida thought she heard a moan amidst her breathing.

Having licked up the last drop of Louise's milk, Vaida turned back to the pregnant woman's breasts. The flow had slowed down to a trickle, but it still made its way down her body as if determined to scale her growing belly. Vaida licked her lips, more for the effect than for anything else, then leaned down. Louise moaned when her lips closed around her nipple. Vaida sucked softly, not entirely certain about what she was supposed to do. But the warm milk filling her mouth as well as the growing intensity of Louise's moans told her that she was most likely doing things right.

Vaida found herself beginning to tingle between her legs as she drank Louise's milk. Strange that suckling the woman's breasts would arouse her so. But there was something radiant about the pregnant woman that stirred something inside of her. It was as though Louise was some ancient and beautiful goddess of fertility and Vaida could not help but worship her. Of course, the taste of her milk and her moans of lust certainly helped as well.

The flow of Louise's milk slowed down to a trickle, then stopped entirely. Vaida felt a brief and alien stab of disappointment before berating herself for not immediately realising that she had two breasts and one of them was still filled with milk waiting for her.

Vaida let go of Louise's breast and moved to kiss the other. In that brief moment, she saw Louise's arm going down her side and disappearing underneath her pregnant stomach. The way she moved made it obvious to Vaida what she was doing.

Then her lips were on Louise's breast and her mouth filled with milk once more as Louise's moans of pleasure continued. But even as she relished Louise's taste, Vaida found herself unable to forget about the woman's hand between her legs. She put her hand on the woman's stomach, then let it glide down until it met Louise's hand. Vaida wasn't willing to let go of Louise's breast long enough to see how the woman was masturbating herself, but the way her hand moved suggested that she had her clit between her fingers.

Vaida took Louise's hand and started to guide its movements. Even though Louise knew herself better than she did and even though she was constantly distracted by the woman's delicious milk, the Etrurian seemed to have no qualms about surrendering her control to her. Suckling on her breast and using her own hand to pleasure her, Vaida could feel Louise's body beginning to tremble with passion even though her moans never became louder than the already were.

Vaida guided two of Louise's fingers into the pregnant woman and rather enjoyed her surprised shriek. She felt Louise's hot wetness close itself around two of her fingers, as well as two of Louise's own fingers. Without barely a pause in her enjoyment of the woman's milk, Vaida rapidly moved the two pairs of fingers inside of her, feeling Louise beginning to buck in response as her moans became ever more desperate.

Louise grabbed Vaida's head with her free hand and pushed her hard against her chest. Vaida's mouth filled with a sudden deluge of milk and Louise's pussy clamped down on her fingers as though wanting to suck them further in. Louise quivered as she came, moaning loudly and continuously. She let go of Vaida and fell onto her back, her eyes closed, her face scrunched up with pleasure. Vaida watched the pleasure ripple through her and tried to use her and Louise's fingers to prolong it.

Eventually, Louise's breathing became regular and she opened her eyes. Vaida let go of her hand and pulled out of her, Louise removing her own hand shortly thereafter. Vaida found her hand grabbed and watched silently as Louise brought to her lips to lick it clean of her own juices.

"Thank you," Louise breathed once she had finished.

"No need," said Vaida, reclaiming her hand.

"I admit I was a bit fearful about how you would... percieve the state of my body. I'm glad to see it was misplaced."

"Of course it was," said Vaida, smirking. "Do you want to get going, or do you want to rest first?"

Louise pushed herself up into a sitting position. "I'll get dressed and then I'll come with you."

"Very well. Karla will gather your things later on if you like."

"Will she be dressed when she walks through the castle with my things?"

Vaida smiled. "Not if you don't want her to."

"I do have one request," said Louise. "My breasts are... that is to say, I... I require regular-"

Vaida cut her off by kissing her. "Don't worry about it. We'll take care of your every need," she whispered. "I promise."