Vaida's Harem

Lyn


Some things had to be done alone and one of them was routine weapon maintenance. Vaida could do it surrounded by people, of course, and often had, but she preferred solitude for the task. She... respected her armour and weapons, in a way, and she felt she should devote time to them without being distracted if she could.

Fortunately, it had become easier to find time alone recently. Lord Eliwood, seeing more and more women gravitate towards Vaida's large bedroom had been moving people around and now several guest rooms located very much near each other were reserved for them. Nevertheless, during the day, most everyone was either going about their business somewhere in or around the castle or were simply... entertaining themselves in the largest bedroom. This left a few guest rooms mostly empty and very suitable for anyone in need of some privacy for some reason or the other.

Vaida turned her spear this way and that, noting with professional satisfaction how free it was of rust or notches. She tidied up, gathered her things and left for the 'main' bedroom, two doors down the corridor. She paused briefly at the half-open door between the room she'd just left and her destination and glanced inside. She could just barely make out Louise laying on the bed, her clothes a disheveled mess. She had one arm down the length of her body and, although Vaida couldn't be absolutely certain, it was pretty clear to her where her hand was and what it was doing. Her eyes were desperately shut and she bit down hard on the handkerchief she had no doubt stuffed in her mouth in order to not make any noise.

Vaida couldn't supress a smirk. A woman in Louise's state was supposed to be delicate and fragile, given to emotional outbursts and fears of being seen as 'fat' or 'ugly' or some nonsense like that. But Louise appeared to love herself more and more each passing day of her pregnancy and the only emotional outbursts she appeared to be capable of were those of spontenous lust and affection. Then again, Louise never was one to act the way society expected her to. Still, Vaida made a mental note of it to pay some extra attention to her once she had given birth. It would be several months still, but it never hurt to prepare early. Just in case.

Vaida quietly withdrew from the door to give Louise the privacy she might not have quite wanted and returned to her bedroom, which was, surprisingly, completely bereft of anyone without their clothes on. There was something subtly wrong with the room, however, and it didn't Vaida very long to spot it.

"Where's Karla?"

Farina looked up from the game of chess she was badly losing against Fiora. "What do you mean?"

"She's not normally out on her own," Vaida said. "Did any of you send her somewhere for some errand?"

"No," said Priscilla, not looking up from her writing.

"I know Louise isn't with her and Serra and Isadora are probably at service right now. So where is she?"

"She could have just gone out on her own, of course," said Farina.

"She's free to do that, yes," said Vaida as she carefully started putting away her weapons. "But when does she?"

"There's a first for everything."

"Farina," said Fiora in voice so affectionate it didn't manage to be as chiding as she intended. "She went to spar with Lady Lyndis."

Vaida raised an eyebrow. "Really?"

Priscilla nodded to the paper. "Lyndis came here and asked her if she was willing to spar and Karla was. So they went."

"I see," said Vaida. "I think I'll go watch in that case."

"Why?" said Farina.

"I enjoy seeing her dance," said Vaida. "And it's been a long time since she's had a suitable partner."

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It took quite a bit of searching, but eventually Vaida found Lyn and Karla in one of the smaller, relatively private, courtyards. The two swordswomen were still in the midst of their sparring match, with neither seeming to have a definite upper hand on the other.

They were also naked.

Vaida quietly leaned against one of the walls in order to really appreciate the scene in comfort. It really was a dance. A lethal and calculated one, but a dance all the same. Rather than relying strength and armour, the two women truly depended on speed and movement alone and they were far better at it and far more graceful than Vaida had ever been or would ever be.

Of course, the fact that, at the moment, there was absolutely nothing restraining their breasts in any way made their moving bodies seem somewhat less graceful, but it was still an impressive display.

Vaida spotted both Lyn and Karla glancing at her briefly simply to confirm her presence. She waved vaguely in respsonse, but she doubted either woman noticed, focused as they were on their match. It was good to see Karla so dedicated to her fight with Lyn. Vaida had expected her to slip into her submissive role the moment she had spotted her and so instantly ending the fight. The Sword Princess, it seemed, still had her priorities firmly in order.

On the other hand, a voice at the back of Vaida's mind whispered, perhaps Karla continued her fight because she was in the presence of the woman she considered her mistress. She wouldn't to disappoint her by losing the fight and, thus, in some way, reflecting badly on her, now would she?

Trying to put the thought from her mind, Vaida crossed her arms in front of her chest and began watching the fight closely. She tried to keep up, to determine any styles or patterns the two young women might use, or predict any of the two's next attack. But she was just a tad too slow. Every time she thought she saw something that gave either of them away, they had already moved in a different, unexpected way and Vaida was lost once again.

It would've been a blow to her ego if she couldn't admire craftsmanship when she saw it.

Acting as if on some unspoken signal, the two woman stepped apart and carefully lowered their swords.

"A tie?" Vaida asked.

"A tie," said Lyn. "I thought I found a way past her guard a few times, but..."

"But...?" Vaida prompted.

Lyn glanced at her and smiled. "But then you showed up."

"I see," said Vaida, looking hard at Karla.

"With your permission, I'll return to our rooms," the Sword Princess said.

"Of course," said Vaida. "But put your clothes back on first."

"As you wish," said Karla, sheathing her sword.

Vaida noticed Lyn looking at her, so she calmly returned her gaze. She didn't think the Sacaen half-blood was trying to intimidate her, but if it was a staring match she wanted, then Vaida was happy to oblige. She found herself forced to give the young woman some credit. In spite of her nudity, she showed neither emberrassment or arousal. Few women were so comfortable with their own bodies. Then again, in order to wield a sword as skillfully and gracefully as Lyn could one would have to be entirely at home with one's own body.

"Why did you tell her to put some clothes on?" Lyn asked the moment Karla had left the courtyard.

"Because she would have much preferred to walk back naked."

Lyn nodded. "I thought so," she said. "So why are you punishing her?"

Vaida smirked. "How astute. Perhaps you can guess my motivations as well."

Lyn tilted her head to one side as she thought. "You think she began fighting harder when you showed up. And... you want her to fight her best whether or not you're here."

"That's exactly it," said Vaida. "I'm impressed."

"I feel the same," Lyn said. "Though I wouldn't have punished her for it."

"You don't know Karla as I do," said Vaida. "Punishment has a very different meaning to her."

"I noticed," said Lyn. She turned around and looked up, no doubt closing her eyes as she faced the sun. "It's a nice day today."

"There've been a lot of them lately," said Vaida.

"Mmm," said Lyn. She looked down again, but didn't turn around. "I should return to Caelin soon," she said.

Vaida leaned against the wall and said nothing. She had a feeling she shouldn't interrupt Lyn with idle conversation right now.

"I don't want to," she continued after a while. She turned around to looked Vaida right in the eyes. "Isn't that terrible?"

Vaida shrugged. "Depends on the reasons."

Lyn smiled vaguely. "I want to be at my grandfather's side. But then I'll be Lady Lyndis, granddaughter of the marquess." She shook her head vaguely. "I despise her."

Vaida raised an eyebrow.

"I'm not Lycian," Lyn said as though anyone could ever mistake her for one, "but I'm supposed to act like one. I even tried a couple of times. It never worked, it's just not me. But the moment I return, people will act as though I am. Florina will be my knight first and friend second. The same goes for Sain and Kent. I'll lose them just because I'm the heir to a throne I don't care about."

"Forgive me if I don't shed a tear for your plight," said Vaida. "You have a home in both Caelin and Sacae, so from my point of view you are very lucky woman indeed."

Lyn smiled. "You have no idea how much I envy you. You are bound by nothing, free to go wherever you please and you will have the company of people who care for you."

Vaida smirked. "A very... Sacaen way of looking at my situation, I suppose."

"It's the only way I have," Lyn replied. She stepped closer and suddenly her nudity that, until a moment ago, had been little more than casual fact took on a hint of tempting promise. "I return to Caelin next month. I want you... all of you... to come with me."

"Any particular reason?" Vaida asked.

Lyn didn't dignify that question a response. Or at least not a verbal one. She simply kissed her.

It was very slow, very deliberate kiss, but no less passionate for that. It struck Vaida once again that Lyn must be in full control of her whole body the entire time. As they kissed she became aware of the Sacaen's hands moving up and down her body, caressing her even as she undressed her. Vaida felt herself becoming warmer and more aroused, barely registering her clothes beginning to fall away as Lyn continued to kiss her and her skilled fingers ran across more and more of her exposed skin. She only became aware of her surroundings, not to mention her own nudity, when Lyn pulled away in order to help take off her boots and the last of the undergarments.

Before too long Vaida leaned against the wall, the sun warming her naked body almost as much as Lyn's presence did. She calmly watched Lyn's fingers tracing an idle, aimless path across her body, which, annoyingly, did wander towards the large scar on her lower stomach and leg, but didn't linger there.

Lyn looked up into her eyes again and smiled, though her expression was curiously unreadable. She stepped closer once more until her breasts rubbed softly against Vaida's. It was an... unexpected sensation, but no less arousing for that. Without using her hands, Lyn managed to explore Vaida's breasts with her own, the curious smile remaining on her face until it was broke by a little gasp of pleasure.

Vaida smirked. She couldn't deny that the contact between them was pleasure, but it seemed to her Lyn's breasts were far more sensitive to pleasurable stimulation than her own. A bit of a shame, really, but the flush creeping across Lyn's face was a reward in its own right.

After another quiet gasp, Lyn reached out to stroke and hold Vaida's cheek and leaned in to kiss her, their breasts now pressing together rather than lightly against each other. Vaida embraced Lyn and pulled her in to deepen the kiss, as well as putting a leg between the Sacaen's. She heard Lyn moan quietly as she felt her wetness press against her skin. Though Vaida was in no position to tell for sure, it seemed to her Lyn began grinding against her purely on lustful instinct without really being aware of what her body was doing.

"No," Lyn moaned quietly, yet somehow still manage to continue their kiss. "Not yet."

She pulled out of Vaida's embrace, leaving some of fluids to dry on the former general's leg. She looked at her with a mischievous glint in her eyes, then kneeled in her grass. Vaida inhaled sharply when the Sacaen reached up and her fingers brushed just barely against her slit. Lyn's fingers moved calmly, but quite expertly across her folds, easily fueling Vaida's rapidly growing arousal. Either Lyn was truly gifted or she'd been with women before. Not that she much cared which of the two possibilities was the true one. Not while the young woman's exploring fingers stoked the fire within her.

Vaida choked down a moan when two of Lyn's fingers circled around her clit. She rubbed her with a cool precision that was quite unlike the blaze it stirred up inside Vaida. Her breathing becoming heavier with every passing moment, she couldn't stop a second moan coming from her lips. All she really could do was lean back and needlessly spread her legs a bit further, offering herself to Lyn's nimble fingers. Vaida closed her eyes and breathed out slowly, trying to get used to Lyn's stimulation. She tried to control of the pleasure flowing into her and stop it from overwhelming her just so she could enjoy the young Sacaen's attentions for as long as she could.

Vaida opened her eyes and blinked rapidly as she turned her face towards the sun. The sun always felt hotter somehow when her face was turned towards it and the heat of its rays on her naked body mingled with lazy pleasantness with the lustful fire inside.

Her eyes suddenly shut themselves and she couldn't hold back a scream when she felt a pair of Lyn's fingers entering her without even interrupting the slow rubbing around her clit. Somehow, Lyn using both of those skilled hands on her just didn't seem fair. She could just barely keep a grip on herself with Lyn only caressing her clit, but now that her fingers explored her inner walls she didn't stand a chance.

Lust overtook Vaida's senses and her body bucked in response to Lyn's attentions. Having mostly lost herself in the feelings Lyn spread through, one small, detached part of her mind couldn't quite help noticing that now that she was moving mostly on instinct she was making it easier for the Sacaen to carress and stroke her where she most senstive. Which, in turn, only served to intensify her pleasure.

Moans spilled from Vaida's lips without any effort to smother or soften them. One hand scrabbled futilely at the wall behind her, while the other now rested on Lyn's hand, her fingers entwining with the young woman's hair. She wasn't really conscious of any of it. She wasn't even really aware of the way Lyn calmly continued ciricling her clit with one hand and carefully thrusting in and out of her her with the other. At best the actions of both herself and Lyn were mere background detail to the flowering pleasure within her.

Lyn withdrew one hand, though hardly noticed as the fingers inside continued their stimulation without pause. Then she leaned in and kissed her delicately, her lips just barely wrapping themselves around her clit. Vaida gasped as she climaxed, a single orgasmic shudder rippling through her body. It wasn't the most intense orgasm she'd ever had, but it nevertheless filled her entirely, leaving a satisfied warmth in its wake.

Vaida opened her eyes and saw Lyn looking at her face to face once more. She kissed her.

"Tell me one thing," Vaida murmurred. "Do you desire me or my freedom?"

"Your freedom," Lyn whispered as she kissed her in return. "Until I saw the joy give Fiora. And Priscilla. And Louise. And Karla."

"And you?"

Lyn grinned. "I think so."