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Having been raised in a warren for most of her life, Panne was woefully uninformed about how human lives often differed from that of a Taguel's. Her only real exposure to them prior to meeting the Shepherds was being hunted for fur. Suffice it to say, she wasn't exactly keen on studying up on their behavioral patterns. There was one major difference between her race and theirs that made co-existence a bit of a trifling matter and that was when mating season came around.
This year, her heat was particularly aggressive. Perhaps it was some biological imperative to breed knowing that the number of Taguels was shrinking every year? Being the last of her warren certainly didn't help. While mating and making babies was normal for anyone of her tribe, it wasn't exactly common for humans to go around getting pregnant on a carnal whim.
Not that it stopped them from doing it anyway from time to time. There was a reason they invented the phrase "Thinking with your dick."
Regardless, Panne's heat was upon her and her instincts wouldn't allow her to think about anything else until her body was sated. That only left her with one question; Who should she choose to be her mate? The Shepherds were the closest people around for Panne to select from and she would rather it be one of them than a random man-spawn off the street who had a high likelihood of taking advantage of her. The Shepherds were the only ones she could trust, but that potential pool shrunk when she narrowed it down to worthy candidates.
After much thought, Panne came to what she viewed as the only logical conclusion. The only person who seemed worthy and capable enough to take on the daunting task of satiating her heat was none other than the tactician, Robin. To her, it made perfect sense. While she wasn't the commander, Robin was a natural leader and her strategies saw the Shepherds through many victorious battles. Everyone trusted and followed her word to the letter, never doubting her guidance. Qualities like that are exactly the kind of person Panne sought after in a mate.
There were some extenuating circumstances that could potentially prove this endeavor to be a bit difficult, but Panne, steadfast and hopelessly horny, would cross that bridge when she arrived at it. What mattered right now was doing something to ease the burning desire in her loins for at least a little while. For the time being, she isolated herself from the other Shepherds but kept a particularly close eye on Robin. As soon as the tactician left her post within camp, Panne would be on the hunt.
Sure enough, Robin concluded one of many routine meetings and conferences regarding the battles to come. Once everyone adjourned for the day, Panne watched intently on what Robin's next move was. The tactician did her usual rounds; checking in on everyone's morale, making sure equipment and supply chains were maintained, all the usual boring stuff that Panne never concerned herself with. She remained focused on her target, however, with only the twitching of her legs to distract her.
Eventually, Robin finally broke away from the camp. She carried an axe over her shoulder and headed for the forest a short walk away from where they had set up. Perfect. The forest was nice and isolated, far from the other Shepherds. When Robin was far enough away, Panne finally made her move and inconspicuously followed after the tactician.
Like an apex predator, Panne stalked her prey until she could find the perfect moment to strike. Robin had walked a fairly decent way into the forest before she finally stopped. Her path took her to a decently large tree where she tossed her coat off and gripped the axe she carried with her using both hands. Robin repeatedly swung at the trunk, gouging deeper into it until at last, the mighty tree had fallen over.
Afterward, Robin worked tirelessly to chop up the rest of the tree into logs, all of them neatly arranged for easy transport. Panne watched all of this from behind a tree of her own and admired Robin's strength. Despite her feminine frame, the tactician had some nice muscle definition to her, making her seem all the more attractive. Perhaps the thing that turned panned on the most was the musk of sweat drifting off her.
That heavy, sweaty stink of a hard day's work had the Taguel grinding her teeth. She could hardly stand it anymore! If she didn't pounce that tactician, she would go mad! Finally tearing herself away from her hiding spot, Panne approached Robin carefully so as not to alarm her and potentially ruin her chances with a bad first impression.
"Phew… That ought to be enough for the next few days." Robin said as she wiped her sweaty brow upon admiring all the firewood she obtained.
"Why go through this trouble when there are far more capable people to do this for you?" Panne asked upon her approach.
Robin was slightly startled to hear another person out here but she easily recognized the voice belonging to Panne. She turned to face the Taguel and offered her a small grin.
"Everyone else is either busy or resting. I had some free time so I figured why not do it now instead of waiting for later?" Robin replied.
Panne admired Robin in so many ways. Obviously she loved her ability and willingness to take charge when things needed to get done. At this time, however, she was much more interested in how sweaty and worked up Robin looked. The way her skin glistened in the setting sunlight from working so hard. Her breasts heaving from the breaths she took after all that labor and effort…
"Panne? You're drooling." Robin pointed out.
Embarrassed by the undignified display, Panne quickly wiped her mouth. She really was going mad every second that passed without someone inside of her. That's it, she couldn't wait any further!
"Allow me to be blunt for a moment…" Panne said. "I am currently in heat at the moment and I am in dire need of a mate. I have chosen you for this purpose and would like to know if you will agree to aid me."
"Heat?" Robin tilted her head, a bit confused at first but after inspecting Panne for a moment, she understood. Her blushing face and the clear tension in her body as well as needing a 'mate' was obvious now. "I-I see. Um…"
"It will only be necessary for a few days. Just until it passes." Panne assured her as she stepped closer.
"W-W-Wait, hold on!" Robin took a step back for every one that Panne took towards her. She raised her left hand and removed her glove to reveal a ring on her finger underneath it. "You know I'm married to Tharja. You were at our wedding! I could never break my vow to her like this, even if it was for a friend! …Besides, she promised to murder me in my sleep if I ever cheated on her…"
"If you agree to mate with me, then I will be certain to tell your glorious story to our brood." Panne replied.
"That… is not what concerns me right now…" Robin deadpanned. Even if history remembered her, she'd still like to live long enough to see it!
If she weren't being driven insane by her own lust, Panne would probably have enough patience to negotiate something with the tactician. Out of respect for the union she had with her own mate, she would try to find a happy middle ground. Unfortunately, she was fresh out of patience. She needed to fuck this very second and couldn't wait any longer.
"I will be as clear as possible with you, man-spawn." Panne said, briefly letting that derogatory term escape her lips. "I cannot fight my own instincts the way your kind can. If you refuse to mate with me here and now, I'll simply have to seek out someone else to satisfy me. And I promise I won't be cordial with them as I am with you."
Robin could tell that wasn't a threat meant to coerce her, it was a promise and a warning. For all the time she had known Panne, her cool and collected demeanor defined their interactions. To be this insistent was a good indication of how serious the situation was.
As cruel of a choice it was to make, Robin had to weigh the consequences in her head. Does she agree to this and risk her happy marriage (and possibly life) with Tharja? Or does she refuse and allow Panne to take advantage of someone else and suffer for it? With little time to spare, Robin decided that it would be better for everyone involved if she were the one to handle Panne. She would rather be given the choice than allow someone else to fall victim to the Taguel forcing herself upon them. At the very least Panne had enough decency to ask her, she chose to believe her she would spare that kindness for whoever she set her sights on next.
"Alright, alright. I can't say I'm happy about it but I suppose I'll do what needs to be done." Robin sighed. She reached down to unbuckle her belt to get things started as quickly as possible. "If you like, you can bend over on that tree stump over there. That way, we can do it from behind."
"No." Panne quickly replied. "I want us to be face to face when you're breeding me."
Unable to wait any longer, Panne pounced forward, tackling Robin to the ground. Her hands quickly grabbed for the tactician's trousers and yanked them all the way down to her ankles. Beneath all the clothing was the prize the Taguel sought; Robin's gorgeous-looking cock. While not fully erect yet, the sight alone made Panne's eyes dilate as her arousal had taken full control of her faculties. To bring it to it's full glory, Panne reached out with one hand to grasp it in her palm, then leaned her head down to repeatedly lick her flaccid shaft from the base to the tip.
Everything happened so fast that by the time Robin lifted her head from the grassy ground after being tackled, Panne was already all over her dick. Of course, what could she have expected? Not even her wife was this rowdy whenever she was desperately in the mood.
It didn't take long for Robin to get hard thanks to Panne's persistent licking, reaching full mast within a few seconds. She felt a bit of shame that anyone but her significant other could get her up this quickly but tried to keep in mind that this was simply a favor for a friend. Staying detached would get her through this so she could still bear to look Tharja in the eye when it was over.
With Robin's cock fully erect, Panne ceased her ministrations and mounted the tactician. She spread her legs apart, revealing her pussy beneath the forest of brown fur that covered her lower body. Her clitoris was swollen and her vulva puffy with arousal as it dripped with fluid like a second mouth drooling for a meal. Unable to hold herself back any longer, the horny Taguel raised her hips up and perched atop Robin's cock, then with one swift motion, she descended, engulfing that hard shaft into her womanhood until she reached all the way down to the base.
"Aaaahh~!" Panne yipped as a thick cock finally struck her core. It was the exact feeling she had been chasing since her heat began.
Robin gripped the grass on either side of herself as she felt her dick plunge inside of Panne. The stimulating warmth of Taguel pussy coupled with how wet she was made Robin moan with pleasure once they connected.
After she gauged how deeply Robin could fit inside of her, Panne started moving her hips and bounced atop her temporary mate. Her hot breath escaped her lips with every pant. Finally, she thought, the sensation her body had been crying out for!
Robin's hands naturally gravitated towards Panne's muscular thighs as the Taguel wildly fucked her. She took measured breaths to try and keep herself focused and from cumming too early, at least until Panne was satisfied. To get through this, Robin closed her eyes tightly and tried to imagine Tharja in her place. The passionate moaning and gasping made that fantasy a little difficult to maintain, though.
"Panne, could you… slow down a bit…?" Robin asked.
Her question went completely ignored. Panne had finally gotten her mate inside of her and she wasn't going to hold back for anything. Instead, Panne responded by planting her hands on Robin's shoulders and pinning her down against the ground even more. Her red eyes peered down at the tactician as her lips glistened with saliva, like a predator on the hunt for their next meal. Even if Robin wasn't going to fuck her like a beast, Panne was going to pull her into that world anyway.
Even with her insistently keeping her eyes shut, Robin was surprised to feel Panne lean down and drag her tongue across her cheek. The Taguel repeatedly licked at her face, spreading her drool all over her. The salty taste of Robin's sweat from her labor seemed to push Panne even further into her overwhelming lust, as her hips picked up speed and slammed down with more force onto Robin's cock.
Panne's insatiable movement and feral tendencies had Robin teetering on the edge of orgasm even though they barely started. Even with the tactician doing her best to hold out, Panne gave her no quarter. Her wet and hot folds wrapped around her shaft with a grip that had Robin squirming beneath the Taguel. Her toes curled in her boots as her strength faded.
Unable to hold back any longer, Robin's fingers squeezed down on Panne's thighs as she thrusted into her for the first time just to blow her first load inside of her. Panne shivered as she felt Robin's seed spill into her womb, her hot breath puffing out onto her face while she continued to lick and slobber all over her.
Robin shuddered as pleasure radiated throughout her body as her cock expelled several hot ropes of jizz inside of Panne, but even though she was finished, that didn't mean her partner was. Even with Robin's semen pooling inside of her, Panne wasn't satisfied just yet. She was going to need more before her urges were sated. Without stopping to rest, Panne continued to slam her hips atop Robin with the goal of extracting even more of her valuable jizz. The only thought on her mind was fucking the tactician into a mumbling stupor and getting pregnant with her children.
Robin had been gradually overwhelmed by Panne since they started. Being pinned down and used as a sperm donor while she had her face licked was, admittedly doing a lot to keep her post-orgasm erection. This domineering energy from the rutting Taguel reminded her a lot of Tharja whenever she was starving for affection. It was hard for Robin to not draw parallels to her wife and because of that, as Panne's tongue moved over her mouth, the tactician pursed her lips and gave Panne a small kiss.
Feeling that little peck on her tongue, Panne paused and looked down at Robin with surprise. She hardly expected her to reciprocate in that manner. She was caught off guard immediately by the way Robin reached her hands around her head and pulled her in for a deeper kiss. Once their lips collided, Robin blushed deeply, knowing she had fallen so far in such a short amount of time. At this point, she may as well embrace her infidelity and enjoy the moment for what it was.
The strong kiss made Panne even more hungry for Robin's body and her hips picked up in speed as she rode her like a startled horse. The rhythmic sounds of their bodies clapping against each other resounded through the trees, though no one was around to hear them. It was thanks to this isolated patch in the woods that Panne felt free to let loose, all for the sake of quenching the burning desire inside of her.
Robin followed Panne's lead and let go of her own reservations as well. She pumped her hips inside of the Taguel, thrusting her cock upward, giving her everything she wanted. Her own participation was leading to a second orgasm and she chased after it with all haste.
The two of them never released from the kiss the entire time. They moaned into each other's mouths as their hips crashed against each other. Robin continued to sweat from pushing her body even further and the scent of her musk drove Panne wild.
As she got close to blowing her load, Robin moved her hands from Panne's thighs to around her ass. Her fingers gave the Taguel's fur-covered cheeks a nice squeeze and held on for dear life as she continuously rode her dick all the way to her limit. With one last big thrust from below, Robin buried her cock in as deep as she could before her cock expelled a second, more potent load inside of the horny rabbit.
The second orgasm struck Panne much harder than the first. The intoxicating feeling of her womb filling to capacity with Robin's seed triggered an orgasm of her own. Her pussy clamped down on the tactician's member, milking it for every last one of her little white swimmers. Panne's eyes fluttered as she finally felt relief for the first time since her heat began. There was still this lingering feeling within her that desired more sex, but with two virile loads of semen inside of her and after experiencing a climax of her own, it had calmed down. For now.
The pair laid together on the forest floor, gasping for breath as their hot bodies rested against each other. Robin was sweating quite profusely from everything she had been through in such a short amount of time, not to mention Panne's naturally higher body heat. After she had caught her breath, the Taguel sat up straight though still straddled the tactician's hips.
Panne lifted herself off of Robin's flaccid cock yet she remained seated on top of her. She reached down to hold the half-erect shaft and press it against her moist pussy. Robin grunted as the feel of Panne's fur-covered genitals brushed against her sensitive shaft, but that small surge of pleasure paled in comparison to what followed.
Robin soon felt this warmth quickly engulf her dick as well as her hips. At the same time, an acrid scent wafted passed her nose. Lifting her head up from the ground, she watched as Panne looked down at her member with a grin and realized that the horny Taguel was urinating all over her!
"P-Panne… what the hell…?" Robin tried to speak. Her protests were blunted by the undeniably pleasure she felt from a hot stream of urine trickling down over her genitals. It felt so good, in fact, that her penis was beginning to grow erect again.
"I claim this as my own, at least until my heat passes." Panne said. Her urinating wasn't just something she was doing to be kinky. She was marking her territory. Robin's dick belonged to her now. Although, it's not as if Robin could really bother to care about the difference.
Robin dug her fingers into the soil around her as Panne's hot stream leaked out all over her dick and balls, even getting on her trousers. Eventually, her legs were all wet and covered with the pungent scent of Taguel urine. Now she had to deal with that, AND her own body odor from sweating so much…
Eventually, Panne finished up and looked quite satisfied. With her property marked, she felt more confident that no one else would intrude upon her space. Even though there weren't very many Taguel in Ylisse left, this was just a precautionary measure just in case. She finally stood up off of Robin's body and her pussy dripped with both urine and a bit of cum that didn't get caught up in all her fur. Her heat had been settled for now but the sight of Robin's erection, brought on by her marking, threatened to revive the dull embers of lust within her. Before she was tempted to keep Robin any longer, Panne dashed off into the woods, leaving the tactician on the ground in a puddle of her urine.
Robin continued to lay there, half-naked, until she fully caught her breath while also thinking about what she had just done. Post-nut clarity began to settle in and she realized, no matter how she tried to justify it, she just cheated on her wife. She wasn't stupid enough to run to the dark mage, get on her knees and beg for forgiveness. She'd have her head blown clean off with an Arcfire spell before she finished her apology and that still sounded preferable to whatever gods-forsaken curse Tharja could come up with that would make living much, much more painful.
As much as she hated deception that wasn't used for military purposes, Robin knew she had to keep this a secret, and for quite a while. Just until Panne's heat was over. Then she could go on about her life like normal, never speaking of this again. After thinking things over, Robin pulled herself back onto her feet, adjusting her clothes and returning to the task that she came all the way out here for; gathering firewood.
An hour later, Robin returned to her tent after dropping off the procured wood for the Shepherds and was unsurprised to find Tharja sitting in their tent. Her normally dour expression brightened up once she walked in and the mage walked up to her wife to give her all the hugs and kisses she could handle.
"You were gone way longer than normal. What kept you?" Tharja asked.
"I, uh… ran into a wild animal in the woods. Ha ha…" Robin said, chuckling nervously while avoiding eye contact, even when Tharja was a few inches away from her face.
"Heh. Is that why you're all sweaty? Were you fighting for your life out there?"
"Kind of."
Tharja initially smiled, taking Robin's response at face value, but with them being so close like this, she could smell more than just sweat on her. She audibly sniffed, trying to discern that distinct, somewhat familiar scent with curiosity growing on her face.
Robin knew that if Tharja probed any further, there would be a line of questioning that would reveal her infidelity. She needed a distraction so that she wouldn't bother to even ask in the first place. Thinking on her toes, Robin pulled Tharja into another kiss, one that was deeper and more charged than the small pecks she had received since walking in.
Things quickly escalated from there. Robin groped and teased Tharja until both of them were stripped naked with the latter laying on their back, waiting for their beloved to ravish them. Having successfully found her distraction, Robin spent the rest of the evening making love to her wife. If nothing else, at least she got some use out of the boner Panne left her with once she was done marking her.
That night, Robin laid awake while Tharja was fast asleep. She was tortured by the guilt of what she had done but what really annoyed her more than anything else was the difference in the kind of sex she experienced that entire day. The spontaneity and wild aspect of what she had done with Panne eclipsed the "normal" kind of sex she just had with Tharja. There was more energy there, more passion in just doing it on some filthy patch of dirt than making love in a clean bed.
Any sleep to be had that night was begrudgingly taken at best and Robin's dreams were filled with more visions of fucking in the woods like the "wild animals" she pretended to run into.
The following day, Robin walked about camp with her head still full of yesterdays events. It was a good thing there were no meetings or conferences because she would be too distracted by her own thoughts. Now if only she had a distraction for her own distractions…
Walking around with her gaze on the ground, Robin accidentally bumped into someone. She stumbled back a bit before she finally looked up to apologize.
"Sorry, I wasn't looking where I was…" She trailed off when she saw who it was she walked into.
Panne stood before her with an expecting look in her eyes. The very sight of her made Robin blush and her words became caught up in her throat.
"I need you once again." Panne said bluntly, and in full earshot of any Shepherd who happened to be nearby.
"Shh!" Robin shushed.
She looked around just in case Tharja was nearby. For the moment, it didn't look like her wife was stalking her which gave her a small opportunity to do what had to be done. Taking Panne by the hand, Robin lead the Taguel away from camp and back to the woods where they ran into each other last time.
"I appreciate your desire to continue mating as quickly as possible." Panne said, sporting a rare smile.
"Let's get something straight here." Robin replied. "There is no 'desire.' I just didn't want you to go spouting off in camp where everyone can hear about our… arrangement."
"It makes no difference to me, in the end." Panne shrugged.
"Ugh…" Robin groaned. She turned away from Panne while removing some of her clothes. Her coat was the first to fall and she quickly moved onto unbuckling her trousers. "Look, it's not that I absolutely hate this, but I am a married woman, you know."
As she turned around to face Panne, Robin was struck by the sight of the horny were-rabbit on her back with her legs spread wide apart, showing off her moist, quivering pussy. The undeniably sexy view was successful in making the tactician's cock swell up to a full erection in seconds. It looked like Panne was more than ready to continue where they left off yesterday, so there was no need to delay the inevitable.
Robin approached and got on her knees before Panne, stroking her shaft for a moment to make sure she was as hard as possible. Once her throbbing boner was good to go, Robin laid atop the desperate Taguel and pressed the tip of her cock right up against her furry slit. One good thrust later and Robin buried her member all the way down to the base until her balls gently tapped against Panne's ass.
Hoisting Panne's legs onto her shoulders, Robin wrapped her arms around Panne's thick thighs and thrusted her hips, slamming her dick deep inside of her. Unlike before where Panne was the one taking charge, Robin was the one who controlled the flow. No matter who was topping who, though, both of them were dead set on fucking hard and fast.
Robin bucked her hips and pounded down into Panne's folds, savoring the sensations rippling through her body every time she bottomed out only to slam back in. Panne was in absolute bliss. Laying back and taking it felt even better than before. With Robin giving it her all, the Taguel was treated to the incredible feeling of being dominated. That feeling of being conquered was the kind of rush she needed to quell the smoldering embers of lust within her.
Although she would try to deny it, Robin was enjoying every moment of this. There was something alluring about everything that was happening between her and Panne. Some X factor that made going behind Tharja's back and having wild, breeding sex in the woods so incredible. None of her thrusts were reluctant, every time her cock kissed the entrance to Panne's womb, it was a statement on how she was enjoying every second, even if she shattered her vows in doing so.
"Gods, Robin… You move like an animal…!" Panne gasped. This kind of enthusiasm wasn't present the day before so the rutting Taguel appreciated the energy coming from her mate today.
Robin didn't know if she should take that as a compliment. Nevertheless, it seemed like Panne was enjoying herself. Even so, Robin wanted a little more out of the experience, and if she was going to be called an animal, then she may as well lean into it. Remembering the way Panne behaved yesterday, Robin imitated her by sticking her tongue out passed her lips and dragging it across Panne's face.
Panne's eyes opened wide once she felt her mate's hot tongue glide across her cheek. Her heart skipped a beat from the sudden move and it felt like her arousal doubled in an instant. Up until now, she only wanted Robin for her reliability in providing her with children. Now, she wanted Robin in all things, body AND mind. Her hands quickly found their way around her mate's back to pull her in closer and return the gesture by licking her face as well. Now both ladies were slobbering all over each other while their hips and genitals collided.
As things got hotter and messier, Panne's hunger for Robin's body grew exponentially. It wasn't enough that she had the tactician all to herself at the moment, or even that she was mimicking her kinds mating rituals. She was always going to want more, and made it clear by how possessively she held Robin close. As she grew closer to her orgasm, Panne moved her legs from Robin's shoulders and instead wrapped them tightly about her waist. She wasn't going to let go until she could feel that blistering sensation of her mate's hot seed filling her up once again!
Even with Panne's legs trapping her in place and making it just a tad bit difficult to move, Robin kept her hips going. She pounded away at her mistress's pussy until she could feel the sweet relief of a climax that had been welling up within her since they started tongue-bathing each other. She started all this off by always keeping Tharja in her mind, to never forget that she had someone to go home to, but the more Panne drew her into heat-fueled sex, the less she thought about her significant other.
The moist sounds of skin-clapping against skin with lustful moans echoed through the trees, loud enough to frighten away any of the birds nestled in their branches. The pair were lost in their own world as they fucked, licked and kissed throughout it all. Robin had fallen into such depravity and could only think about pounding into Panne and flooding her needy womb with her hot spunk, a reality that was quickly rushing upon her.
Panne's eyes rolled up into her head as her mate mercilessly fucked her, pushing her towards another soul-melting orgasm. Her grip remained as tight as a vice, from her legs, to her arms and even her pussy. No part of her wanted to let Robin go until her appetite could be slaked. With them both on the verge of climax, they continued on, humping into each other with fervent desperation, racing to the finish.
As her endurance finally reached its limit, Robin rode out the final few seconds of bliss by locking her lips with Panne to pull her into a deep kiss. The Taguel did the same, familiar enough with the practice, and the two remained that way until they both finally came together. Robin's body tensed up while her balls clenched. Her cock unleashed a massive load of cum directly into Panne's womb, coating her insides with her sticky, white seed. Every time the veins on her shaft pulsed, another hot rope of jizz would spew out, adding more onto the last until Panne's guts were filled to the brim.
The horny were-bunny came soon after as well. Her strong legs squeezed even tighter around Robin, locking her in place and ensuring that she could milk every last little sperm out of her. Their fluids dripped onto the forest floor beneath them as the two moaned into their kiss. It was only after Robin's tide of jizz ran dry did they finally relax and let the tight grip they held onto each other loosen up a bit.
The two separated their kiss and gasped for air, panting profusely in the process. As their chests rose and fell with each breath, Robin and Panne locked eyes for a moment. As they lay on the ground, wrapped around each other, Robin briefly forgot about everything else outside of Panne. She only cared about the fierce and horny Taguel, forgetting all about her other obligations and relationships. She was the only person on her mind right now.
Panne similarly only had eyes for the tactician, her chosen mate. She counted herself lucky that she even had these fleeting moments to spend with her. While Robin may have momentarily forgotten about that band around her finger, Panne was very much aware of what she was potentially sacrificing every time she came to her aid. Even knowing that, she selfishly desired to have Robin for her own, regardless of who she chosen as her mate for life.
To that end, Panne decided now was a good time to reestablish her claim to the tactician, if only to continue to remind her of the duty she agreed to so long as her heat continued to plague her. In one swift motion, Panne wrapped her legs around Robin's waist once again, then rolled over, reversing their positions so that she was on top while Robin was on her back. Before Robin could ask what the deal was, Panne leaned down and silenced her words with another kiss. At that point, Robin didn't feel like complaining anymore.
Panne then lifted her hips just enough that Robin's half-erect member slipped out of her pussy. With a slight repositioning of her lower body, Panne raised her hips and, like the day before, claimed ownership of Robin's baby-making member by showering it with her hot urine. Along with the sounds of their smooching, the subtle pitter-patter of liquid on skin accompanied the pair.
As the heat poured down on Robin's cock, she began to grow erect again. She no longer cared if this was supposed to be a fetish thing for Panne or just her earnestly following her bestial instincts. Either way, her dick was getting hard and she was compelled to soothe her erection immediately. Robin reached down with both hands, one to grab and squeeze Panne's fur-covered ass and the other to grasp her meat and masturbate to the sensation of the Taguel peeing all over it.
As she jerked off and groped Panne, Robin kicked thing's up a notch by invading Panne's mouth with her tongue. Their wet appendages wrestled against each other as they kissed and moaned throughout. Robin didn't even mind how much piss was spraying all over her hand, she was enjoying the moment for what it was, so much in fact, that she was close to experiencing a second orgasm very soon after her first!
As pre-cum leaked out of her tip, Robin readjusted herself so that her dick could slip right back into Panne's pussy once again. Even as the Taguel continued to urinate on her, she penetrated her once again and pumped her hips up from below to finish off her abrupt second climax rather than spill her seed anywhere outside of her.
Grateful for any extra opportunities to get knocked up, Panne rode on Robin's erection while continuing to piss all over her. Naturally, her pungent spray landed all over the tactician's shirt, but neither of them really cared at this point. Things didn't last very long, however, as Robin busted nut mere moments after being back inside of Panne. Her second load spilled into the Taguel's crowded womb, coating her inner walls with even more of their potential children. After that second, quick orgasm, Robin pulled out once more and her cock had gone fully soft, unable to last, just in time for Panne's kinky pissing to trickle to a stop.
Once they were finished, Panne rolled off of Robin and allowed her to get up off the ground. While their secret tryst in the woods didn't last any longer than before, Robin still wanted to get back to camp as soon as possible before anyone raised any suspicions about her. She was sure someone spotted her walking off with Panne anyway. After gathering her trousers and jacket, Robin quickly dressed herself and started walking back to camp with Panne close behind her.
"Hey, uh… maybe I should head back first and you return after a few minutes." Robin said before getting too far out of the woods. "For safety's sake." She added.
"Very well." Panne agreed. She wasn't entirely sure what the big deal was, but placed her faith in Robin. She was fine letting her go, considering she already marked her once again anyway.
When Robin returned to camp, she immediately headed for her tent in order to grab a change of clothes before heading for a bath. In her haste to get there, she didn't stop to consider if anyone may have been in her tent. When she did arrive, she was caught by surprise, perhaps foolishly so, by Tharja being there. That was twice now her carelessness lead to something like this.
The dark mage, while sitting at her small table topped with hexing tools, looked over her shoulder as her wife came bursting into her tent. The smile on her face quickly faded when she noticed Robin seemed so disheveled… and came back reeking of urine again. One good look later and she even saw that her shirt beneath her coat was visibly wet.
"What the heck happened to you?" Tharja asked.
"Hm? Oh, uh…" Robin fumbled over her words. She was genuinely not prepared for what seemed so obvious. She looked down at her shirt, even her wet hand and figured there was no decent way out of this and seducing Tharja to not ask questions wouldn't work twice in a row. "I-I was in the forest again and… uh, I was trying to take a leak! Then some wild animals startled me and I sort of… made a mess."
Tharja raised a brow at the story. It wasn't like Robin to be so careless like that. Though she supposed a freak accident could have happened to anyone.
"You certainly have been having bad luck with wild animals lately." Tharja replied
"Tell me about it…" Robin sighed. She casually walked over to a small drawer where she rummaged around for something to wear.
Robin didn't say anything more after that, she simply got a fresh set of clothes and walked out of the tent to get herself cleaned up, hoping that Tharja bought her lie.
After two days of going behind Tharja's back and having extra marital relations with another woman, Robin seriously wondered if she could continue the facade. Even though she justified her actions as doing a favor for a friend in need, it didn't take away from the fact that she was being unfaithful, and that should have bothered her deeply. But the thing was, everything she was doing was just… kind of fun in it's own twisted way. There was an inherent spark, a thrill even, to her sneaking off whenever she could to fuck another woman, but with Panne, there was an extra layer on top of that.
The wild and reckless sex Robin had experienced out in the wilds was something else. She never experienced such an incredible rush before. Obviously Panne wasn't intentionally trying to get her addicted to forest sex, but that is indeed what ended up happening and when compounded upon the infidelity, Robin was finding it easier to just go along with it.
That same evening, hours after running off together, there they were again. Robin and Panne met up with each other when the lights went out and everyone was asleep in their tents. Panne always had the excuse of being needy and insatiable thanks to her still being in heat, but Robin just wanted another reason to fuck around in the forest with her Taguel mistress.
Deep in the woods, a little further than before, Robin and Panne kissed and groped each other, moaning as loudly as they pleased. Under the cover of the night sky, illuminated by the moonlight, they felt safe to do as they pleased. No one would come looking for them and they had no need to hurry back with everyone resting peacefully.
Panne was pinned up against a broad tree by Robin while the tactician squeezed and teased her breasts. Her pants were around her ankles and her cock was throbbing as she rubbed her shaft against Panne's furry slit, ready to stick it in at any time. Panne returned the favor by playing around with Robin's tits as well. Her fingers sunk into the soft mounds easily and her hard nipples pressed up against her own chest.
With her left hand, Robin reached down to grab Panne's strong leg and lift it up to let her wrap it around her waist to make it easier to stuff her dick inside of her pussy when she was good and ready. Panne quickly noticed the lack of cold metal against her skin from the ring around Robin's finger when she usually grabbed her while they were mating.
"You aren't wearing your little trinket?" Panne asked in between kisses and licks.
Robin had to think about what Panne meant before she realized she was talking about her wedding band. She previously removed it when washing up in order to clean it as well since it got doused in Panne's urine. She forgot to put it back on afterwards but at this point, she was beginning to think it was better if she didn't wear it.
"Does it matter…?" Robin replied with a question of her own.
Ultimately it didn't, especially not to Panne. She was just grateful to have her chosen mate here to help her seek relief once again.
Now fully erect, Robin was ready to pierce Panne with her tool, but before that, there was one more thing she wanted out of her. Holding the tip up to her vulva, Robin leaned into one of Panne's long ears to whisper a request to her.
"Hey, do it one more time for me…" She said, her breath quite and shaky.
Panne already knew what Robin wanted. It had only been two days since they began but she already caught onto the tactician's preferences and interests. Wrapping her leg tighter around her waist, Panne pulled Robin in just a bit closer and granted her wish by peeing all over her cock once again.
With such close proximity, the hot jet of piss sprayed all over Robin's cock and thighs. The acrid fluid flowed down her thighs and legs until it soaked into her trousers around her ankles. Robin pumped her shaft with her hand and panted as she savored the heat of Panne's urine washing over her. Like before, the act was so devastatingly hot that Robin came very quickly and shot her load directly onto Panne's pussy.
The Taguel's lower lips were covered with Robin's seed with plenty more ropes splattering on her swollen clitoris and the fur around her inner thighs. Such a waste of the tactician's essence only slightly annoyed Panne but she knew her mate had more than just one shot in her. She hasn't disappointed her yet!
To continue riding her orgasmic wave, Robin quickly moved things forward and slipped her cumming cock inside of Panne and immediately began fucking her as hard as she was able. The entire time, the Taguel continued urinating, with her hot fluids spraying all over Robin as every hump and thrust pushed her up against the bark of the tree. This combination of pissing while getting fucked had Panne swooning and moaning into the night sky every second.
Robin leaned back in to kiss Panne, but only on her cheek for the time being. She loved the sound of the rutting Taguel make such cute gasps every time she rammed her dick inside of her. Everything Panne did just turned Robin on, to the point where it wasn't clear who was in heat at the moment. She fucked like the animal that Panne had inadvertently turned her into and couldn't be more grateful for the opportunity.
Even when she was getting everything she needed, Panne still yearned for more. She braced her hands on Robin's shoulders, then hopped up to wrap her other leg about her mate's back. To support her fully, Robin released her hand from Panne's breast and instead held her up by placing it on her ass, groping her cheek with the same greediness as she would her tits. The last of Panne's urine spilled out beneath her, landing against the tree and the grass below while Robin fucked her, all while suspending her in the air and still pinning her against the tall tree behind her.
As Robin neared her second climax, she abandoned merely kissing Panne's cheek to mimicking her once again by licking her instead. Panne reciprocated and dragged her tongue across her mate's cheek as well. Both of them panted and slurped at each other's faces with unrestrained passion.
Every thrust pushed Robin and Panne closer to the peak. Robin's hips moved desperately while Panne's limbs gripped tightly around her mate. Even her nails were beginning to dig into Robin's back through her coat. Even so, Robin kept rapidly fucking as hard as she could until her body wore itself out.
With no one around to hear them, Robin and Panne let their voices wail out as they begun to reach their limits. Robin moved even faster, riding out the last of her stamina and holding tightly onto Panne as she thrusted wildly inside of her. The Taguel had gone cross-eyed from pure pleasure, on the verge of orgasm as she anticipated that final sensation she longed for since they began. With one final thrust, Robin slammed her cock inside all the way down to the base and threw her head back as the sweet release of orgasm finally overtook her.
Panne's back was slammed flat against the rough bark of the tree as Robin finally busted her load and the familiar sensation of her insides being flooded with her sperm caused her to cum as well. Their combined fluids dripped down and joined the puddle already at Robin's feet. Their bodies shivered in each other's embrace as the pleasure of orgasm, as well as the cool night air on their hot skin, washed over them. Once more, Panne's heat had subsided but just enough for her to stay sane for a few more hours.
After coming down from their mutual orgasm, Panne looked into Robin's half-lidded eyes and was overcome with emotion. She leaned in and pressed her lips against her mate's to steal a kiss and Robin gladly reciprocated. Their sloppy make out was filled with even more moans as they continued to hunger for each other's bodies, even when it seemed like their appetites were sated. When they finally separated, a thin line of drool fell between them, leaving their lips moist and their cheeks flushed pink.
"It is… quite the shame that humans typically only have one mate for life…" Panne said. Even knowing a sentiment like that was poor taste, she couldn't help but voice her inner thoughts.
"I wouldn't call it a shame." Robin rebuked the thought. "I don't regret being with Tharja… even if I've REALLY come to like this." The tactician chuckled after she spoke, only to back-peddle soon after. "Uh, keep that between you and me, by the way. I really don't want anyone to know about this. At all."
"As I said before, I'll not speak a word." Panne nodded. "But it would be difficult for me to explain our children when the time comes."
"That's true. I'd be surprised if we didn't conceive any half-breeds after all this…"
Children was the last thing on Robin's mind before and during her time with Panne. The idea of having children with Tharja was appealing and they even spoke of the possibility once, but they weren't quite ready for that yet and now it seemed like she may have sired a bastard or two throughout all this anyway. As she often did, she needed to think up a plan on how to handle this. As much as she wouldn't want Tharja to know she cheated on her, she couldn't just leave Panne to raise her children all by her lonesome without any support from her.
"I'll think of something." Robin assured Panne after weighing some options in her head.
"I am sure you will. You always do." Panne replied with a proud grin on her face. "Should we head back, then? I think I may be well enough to sleep tonight."
As tempting as that idea sounded, Robin wasn't quite ready to let the night end. She was still pretty hard and didn't feel like crawling back into bed with her wife just yet. Besides, it wasn't like she was waiting up for her. Tharja was as quiet as the dead and wouldn't wake up until the sun rose.
"No, let's stay here for a little longer." Robin answered. "I'm already going to be a papa to little Taguels anyway. It's not like my cheating could get any worse."
Panne's smile only grew. She was all too happy to hear that.
"Indeed. In which case…" Panne unwrapped her legs around Robin's waist, planting them firmly on the ground. Then she gave her mate a push, sending her down onto her back. She walked over to the tactician and stood over her body, legs spread apart, with her puffy pussy lips open and drooling her leftover semen down her inner thighs. "Let us continue without delay~."
The sight of seeing Panne with her glowing red eyes in the moonlight was enough to get Robin hard all over again. With an equally big grin, the tactician grasped her stiff shaft with one hand and invited Panne to take a seat on it.
"I guess I can add repopulating the Taguel race to my repertoire~." Robin replied. The pair would not return to camp until the early hours of the morning, when the sun began to creep over the horizon.
Sometime later, long after the mating season had passed and Panne's heat was over, there were reports of other Taguel suddenly wandering the continent, all of whom had distinct white hair.