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	His mind still on the encounter he had with the ninja the night before he returned home, the prince made his way back to his room on the other side of the keep that night by traveling the houses above the Moonway; the hefty weight of the magic book modest in comparison to the energy that snapped through him. Nimbly descending through the branches of Goldoa with a few short hops, Kamui came to the familiar sight of his recently overused window and flipped it open with a simple two-fingered tap. Taking one last jump through the sky that night, the prince landed comfortably onto the carpet of his bedroom and right in front of the woman eating on his bed. Camilla lay there dressed in a loose-fitting velveteen nightgown as she reclined upon strewn covers like the late queen she had been borne from. Legs crossed and cheeks flushed, she chewed a bit of jerky with all the grace of the dragon she called her partner. As she munched, Camilla fondled a small bit of parchment nestled between her hands and spoke to herself softly between each chew. The scent of spiced tea lingered in the air crisply as he approached the bed.
	“No really, make yourself at home. I’ll just go back outside and wait till morning. I don’t need sleep anyway!” He called. He swore he saw her ears flick slightly as she turned to him with those dark eyes of hers glistening gleefully.
	“Oh there you are darling. I was wondering when you’d get back here,” she said cheerfully. Though she was looking directly at him, he saw her stuff the bit of paper underneath one of the pillows. “I made us some food and got you some fresh clothes since you were busy snooping around the castle.” She waved a hand distractedly at the pile near the window.
	Taking a moment to place his tome on the shelf, Kamui took off his cloak and picked the warm clothes up. “What makes you think I was doing something as uncouth as that? I went to the same temple as everyone else. I’m above such base urges now.” He was trying his best to mimic that low, disapproving voice that Leon had made into a science but he was no good at it. He just didn’t have enough good natured snide in him.
	Camilla laughed hard enough that she had to cover her mouth and waved at him distractedly. “Terrible! No more voices! But, really! Even if Haar hadn’t seen you skulking around out there, you’re pretty notorious at this point.”
	“No way. I’d have noticed that monstrosity flapping around above me,” Kamui replied while putting on the fresh shirt. It was a little tight on him but at least it wasn’t pink like last time. “Not only is he overgrown by lizard standards, but the damn thing is bigger than this room.”
	“Oh, I don’t know about that...” She said playfully before gesturing him toward her. “Mui.”
	“What? Red not look good on me? Remember. You picked it.”
	“You need a bath.”
	“Oh come now,” he said, reaching for one of the cups. “You’re always fussing over me. How old are we now?” Camilla slipped off the bed with a single smooth motion as she came to his side and plucked the still warm cup out of his hand before he could even take a sip of the tea. “Make it then take it away from you. Marx was right about them all right.” After placing it back on the table, she then grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and began to drag him over to the bathroom.
	“Hopeless. I’ve got my work cut out for me,” she sighed.
	After entering the bathroom together she let go of him and closed the door behind them with a hefty swing. Kamui turned around just in time to see her place the chain lock firmly in place. He clicked his tongue while Camilla circled back around to his front. With a quick *thwap* she placed both her hands on Kamui shoulders and smiled at him. It was the sort of smirk his sister saved for when she was about to do something inappropriate for a princess. "Do you remember what we used to do together? You know, when things got bad?"
	"Not sure. Things were pretty good as long as I didn’t get on your bad side. You never were very ladylike. "
	"Kamui." She hissed.
	He gave her an innocent look as he mirrored her movements and put his hands on her shoulders. The two royals then interlocked their arms as they closed their eyes in unison. "Don't get mad. I remember it perfectly." Slowly the two drew closer to one another until they embraced with foreheads touching and breath intermingled. "See?" He said softly. "Just like old times- minus the bawling, of course."
	“Good...” She murmured. The heat between them was like the touch of a particularly hot summer wind. A wind charged to a terrifying degree as it battered their cherished bond into rubble. He could feel it slipping away. Becoming replaced by Camilla’s wonderful taste. “I’m pretty fond of those years we spent together after all.” She gave his shoulder a hard squeeze.
	“Speaking of old times, it’s because of you Milla that never got a chance to feel like a proper outsider. From the moment I arrived at the castle, you were there. As far back as I can remember. I couldn’t help but want to be with you all the time.” He nuzzled her hair, taking in that old familiar scent of lilac. Kamui could almost feel her body purring against his own as she lay her head on his chest.
	Camilla ran her finger in small circles above his heart while she spoke, her voice taking taking a bit of weight. “Imagine, if you will, the princess of our wonderful nation all alone within this big castle as a young maiden.”
	“Imagining,” he replied.
	“She’s fallen into a deep despair after losing her mother. A loneliness she cannot seem to shake no matter what she tries. Disconnected from everything but a single tree that towers above her room. But then one day her grumpy old steward opens her door and enters without warning.”
	“This sounds awkward.”
	“Quiet. Anyway, he brings with him something new into her life- someone clinging to his leg hard enough to make it so he can hardly walk.  Someone that she only needed one look at to *know* she was meant to meet this person. A boy that would eventually bring their family back together just by being himself. That child, of course, was you. My beloved Kamui.” The two rocked back and forth as she spoke. “You took my loneliness away in an instant.”
	“And yet you still treat me like a naughty dog.” Kamui said playfully.
	“Somethings never change.”
	“Like what, my attitude?”
	“*Like* the fact I still love you more than anyone else. No one even comes close. Not a one.”
	“Tsk, that’s a little unfair…” The prince said quietly. He was beginning to blush. “Dropping something like that on me after all the teasing. But I feel the same way about my wonderful sister. I love you-” She placed a finger to his lips to silence him as she continued.
	“Don’t misunderstand me. To this very moment, I’ve never loved you as a brother or a friend.” She ignored his shock and continued speaking. “I’ve never been able to look at you that way. Leaving for the Mount made that terribly clear to me. How much I never wanted to you to be free. How I dreaded the day when you’d want to leave. How much I loved you a man and not a sibling- how much I needed you...”
	His mind went completely blank in an instant, Camilla’s confession surreal in his mind. It was like a faraway sound that only reached his brain when he felt her lips on his and her hands clutch his back. It was as if the words had piggy backed on a wave of electricity through his body. Everything in him told him to resist her love. A desire that went far beyond what should been between them, blood or not. It told him to break away, unlock the door, and flee back into the black. To dash across the sky and wait till the morning light. To wait till a time when he could confront the reality awaited them.
	He took one step back. Then another. And another.
	If he took one more, he’d be free to escape. He could forget this happened as a vague dream of his. His overbearing desire for her having finally having crafted a crazed dreamscape for him to get lost in.
	Just one more step. That’s all.
	It was thinking this that he placed his right foot back...
	And then…
	Leapt forward back onto her arms. The knight’s anxious face filled with happiness as he grabbed ahold of her. She gave him unexpressed emotion and dreams through the dance of her tongue on his. Sharp and quick, Camilla battled with his and brought it into utter submission. What she gave was had been a thousand days and nights in the making. A thing that had been submerged and pushed countless times until finally it had broken all restraints into pieces. A kiss that tasted of milk chai mixed with the scent of her vibrant perfume and freshly drawn blood. The prince bit down gently on that serpent’s tongue and swung them both to the locked door. Both shaking with the force of the collision, he gripped her and stared into that gorgeous face. It had taken on a soft shade of vermillion in the low light of the washroom. “Camilla!” He gasped. “You’re serious?!”
	“Damn right!” she moaned, grabbing him and forcing him back onto her. Her large breasts pressed onto him firmly as she ran long slender fingers through his hair with abandon. Kamui unable to think, hardly able to breathe, lifted one of her legs and pushed again. Instinctively, his lover crossed her legs around his waist and held on to him tight enough to dig into the skin. So captivating and tender all at once, she felt remarkably light in that single moment. The ecstasy they shared welled to a crescendo as Kamui continued to explore every inch of her mouth, wondering if he could ever be satisfied again without the tasted of reddened tea. Finally they left the battered door with its nearly shattered chain and stumbled over to the bath. After a few more seconds of rampant mouth sharing he sat her down on the edge of the raised porcelain with a stumble.
	They were both breathing heavily as Kamui sat down next to her awkwardly, his legs feeling like beaten cheese. Behind them the touch of the already heated bath water swept across his back. Letting out a little laugh, Camilla took hold of his side and lay onto him with her cheek pressed against his.
	“I’ve been wanting do that from the moment we met again!” she sighed contentedly.
	“You mean blow my goddamn mind?” he almost yelped.
	“Something like that.” Camilla replied easily as she rubbed her on body him. Just the act of that alone would have been enough to make him obey like a dog, but she wasn’t done. She bite his right cheek just hard enough to hurt, but not break the skin. He twitched involuntarily as she gave him a single, hard lick. “Don’t forget. We came in here to give you a bath didn’t we?”

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 	His lover’s body glistened as she stepped into burning bath water without so much as flinching. Voluptuous and powerful, he watched the working of her toned stomach and the slope of her chest as she settled into place on the other side. Hardened pink nipples lurked just beneath the surface like small submerged islands in a melting ocean while she sighed in intense pleasure. “How’s the water?” she asked him innocently enough. Camilla had tied her silken hair into a long tail that hung over the edge of the tub precariously as she reclined.
	“*Hot*. I keep forgetting you’re one step from breathing fire yourself. I can hardly think straight between you and this damn heat.” He said while letting out a long breath. Kamui couldn’t help but hate how easily he had given in to all this. All that mental training and harassment from Gunter growing up and all it took was a kiss from this woman to blow it to pieces. “Well, I suppose it’s a bit late at this point but-” Camilla cut him off by interlocking her legs with his and then giving him a small tug with them.
	“You know I hate repeating myself. How far do I have to go before you’ll understand the depth of my feelings?” She crooked a finger and gestured him closer to her seductively. He obeyed and crossed the distance between them, marveling at how her pale skin had taken on a subtle warm colored tint. His hips meeting hers, Kamui gripped both sides of the bath and bent over her. The prince placed his lips to her ear and took hold of one of her breasts. Far too big to fit in his hand, he cupped it appraisingly as he began to finger the tip.
	“It’s just I won’t be able to stop once we do this. You give me just a little bit and I tend to go wild. And I’m pretty pent up over you, Milla. I’ve always been. All those years pretending to be satisfied with just being brother and sister. Satisfied with just kisses on the cheek and sibling affection.” He could feel his penis pulsing wildly on her chest like a startled serpent. The twitching of her wet face and parted lips as she stared at him.  “And now you tell me you’ve felt the same way the entire time? That sort of thing can make someone crazy. If you don’t stop now, I’ll eat you alive.” The quiet intensity of his words seemed to excite her as Camilla gave one of his hands a hard slap. The prince lost his grip and crashed under the water with a heavy splash that covered them both. Nimbly, she slipped from under him and switched positions with the stunned prince. She was now on top of him with her drenched ponytail laying between her breasts like a violet ribbon. She licked her lips.
	“Not if I eat you first! Kamui…!” she heaved. Her lips were on his again as she guided their bodies together in the way they had both longed for so long. He was hammered with a cascade of sensations as he entered her sweltering lower body and felt the searing sting of her desire. Struck by her *incredible* tightness which had him convinced that he was stuck there and that he would never be able to move again. Bumbly and spirally insides tickling his head and sending shivers through his brain as he pressed her walls with his girth. Madly, Kamui wondered if he was too big, if he was going to hurt his Camilla when he finally felt something give way as he fully entered his lover and stretched her as far as her body would allow. “You see, Kamui? I waited. I didn’t want anyone else so I waited for as long as I could. For you to be my first!” She cried, shuddering as the water between them darkened to match her skin.
	“Camilla, are you okay?!” He called to her, cupping her chin. “I had no idea you were a virgin…”
	“Tsk!” She bit her lip against the pain with closed eyes as she spoke. “As usual you just say whatever you want to me- ah! How could you not trust in my purity?!”
	“Are you kidding?! With the way you act?” He brought her in as he kissed her from her shoulder to her neck. Each one more gentle than the last he took hold of her right hand. “Gods...you practically impaled yourself on me. I can’t believe you didn’t know it would hurt. Even I know that.”
	“Of course, I knew it would hurt! I just didn’t think- Hng! It would hurt *that* much in comparison to the duties of knight!” She gave him a sidelong glance. “Besides, you were a virgin a few seconds ago too. What do you know?”
	“E-enough to know you don’t start out like that you sex starved animal!” He gushed.
	“True enough, I suppose. But I’ve waited for a long time, you know? And well…” Camilla shot him a look that made his already racing heart start to pound even harder. “I remember you being a lot smaller when you were younger.”
	“Come on! I was a kid then!” He said quickly.
	“Clearly not anymore,” she grunted. “Okay...you can move now, I think. It still hurts- hurts bad. But I’m also starting to feel good. You’re so thick that I almost feel like I can’t breathe, But, I want more. Come on, Come on! Swing those hips! Fill me up!”
	Kamui swallowed, his cock pulsating inside of her uncontrollably. He knew he should be gentle. That they should take it slow since it was their first time. But good sense once again become clouded by Camilla’s overwhelming need. She was egging him on mercilessly with those unclouded eyes and it just felt too good to resist.
	He would give her the pleasure she longed for.
	“Fine! Take this dick you want so damn bad!” He growled as she rammed into her hard enough to shake the tub’s foundation. A tidal wave of water marred the tiled floor from the force of the impact.
	“Just like that!” She squealed. He could see the side of her cheek twitching as she tittered. He once again attempted to take control as he flipped his lover on her side and pulled her right leg over his shoulder.  Camilla gripped the side of the tub frantically while his adroit hands snatched a chuck of her hair and pulled back. Her whole body shuddered from the impact of his chiseled hips against her ass as he began to pound her. Like reigns on a horse, he dragged her head back by the tail so he could eat her, his dick kissing the inside of her womb in fleeting little moments of consummation. Kamui bit down gently, clutching her face with his free hand as she spoke to him between breathless gasps.
	“I’m sorry, Kamui! You probably think I’m a horrible woman! Lusting after my own brother!” She moaned loudly.
	“If you’re horrible, then I am too!” he laughed. Even as he fucked her, Camilla’s muscled body only continued dance, her powerful stomach and lower body working visibly on him. Her vagina only growing tighter around him as she grew used to his size and began to force more and more of him into her. His sister beginning to move herself in tandem with his thrusts and colliding back into him whenever he tried to pull away to make sure he never left her. Sweat and shared tears slipped across her thick burning flesh and gigantic breasts in a rush as Kamui’s tongue worked her side. Giggling, she tapped the side of the tub wildly as if she were a fighter signaling surrender. Knowing what she wanted, he untangled her leg from around his neck and let her climb back on top of him as she had done before this. This time there was only pleasure while she rode him with complete abandon. The prince turned the attention of his mouth to her breasts and took hold her nipples with his teeth as he sucked hard enough to make her howl.
	“Hiii! W-wait, Darling! I’m sensitive there!” Ignoring her cries, he responded by swinging his hips up into her with as much force he could muster. “Wait…I can’t-” she began before convulsions rocked her body and she came in a spray of liquid all over his chest. Unfazed by her orgasm, Kamui continued smashing her against his shaft furiously, completely lost in his lust. “Kamui, please...let me rest for second…” she panted. Pulling her face down to his, he quieted her with a kiss and then stood her up. Water fell off them in waves as Kamui grabbed both her arms pulled them to her side, holding her up against his shaft and pummeling her pussy senseless, the violet vixen's legs spread wide. Camilla bit the outside of her bottom lip, mouth moving erratically in response to being manhandled by her beloved little brother, her hands making signs she didn’t understand as he held them in place past his hips by holding her wrists in iron vice. Kamui’s draconic blood boiled as it filled him with enough strength to overpower even a revenant knight. “Buuh!” she blurted out, everything that had built up in her mouth flying onto the floor and down her chin. The smacking of their wet bodies against each other thundered in his mind endlessly, impulses running wild. “Take my seed…!” He managed between his own moans. “TAKE IT!” He roared as his own body shuddered and released what felt like a veritable river into Camilla’s belly. Just as quickly as the strength had come, it left Kamui in that instant and he let go of her. The two fell onto each other with a feeble splash. Puffing, he looked at Camilla’s exhausted face and lulled his head back.
	“Not exactly how imagined we’d spend the night together…”
	“Mui.” startled, he looked down into her shining eyes.
	She licked her lips.
	“That’s not enough for you right…?”