Chrom reached down to gently stroke the hair of the cute young girl he had pinned below him, who was tightly clinging to his chest. “Are you sure, that this is what you want?” He trailed his fingers down to her chin and lifted it so he could look into her strikingly beautiful eyes and exhaled.
	She was so beautiful, so sweet. He already knew that they shouldn't be doing this, even if it was what she wanted, but when it came to Morgan the both of them knew that Chrom had never been able to resist, and even now in such a scenario he had no real intention of trying to do so.
	“Of course! Chrom...” Morgan readjusted her hands to his shoulders, and Chrom could feel her chest begin to rise and fall faster with her next line, her face turning red as she smiled brightly. “I love you, so, so much! Even more than mother and father do, s-so...” Her smile faded and was replaced with a determined look and she clenched her hands hard. “Please don't see me as a granddaughter, but as a woman.”
	“Morgan...” For a long moment the two stayed lost in each other's gazes, before the carnal passion that had been rising in Chrom's chest finally caused him to snap. Even if she was the daughter of his best friend and even his own daughter, it didn't matter to him any longer. He embraced Morgan even closer and began to fiercely kiss the nape of her neck, savoring the soft smoothness of her skin, following a path up and across her jawline. Morgan let out a quiet, breathless moan before Chrom placed his lips against hers, slipping his tongue into her mouth for a passionate kiss.
	As their tongues twirled together, Chrom rubbed up and down one side of Morgan's midriff and hips, trying to satisfy his desire to touch her more and more, until she became completely his. He gently reached under her shirt to rest his hand on her stomach and broke their kiss, taking a moment to look over Morgan's small, vulnerable body before beginning to quickly removing her clothes. Morgan's fingers twitchingly followed his in an attempt to help, but Chrom's touching, which she had been completely unaccustomed to, had left her in a daze to do little more than watch in anticipation with half-lidded eyes and extremely short breath.
	Soon Morgan was down to nothing more than her bra and panties, her pale, unblemished skin glowing softly in the darkness. Staring down at her cute, young body once more, Chrom felt his own face begin to redden. Robin's genes had been very kind in terms of looks to Morgan: her pretty, slight frame accentuated by the nice curvature of her waist, and her delicate, slender limbs that evoked a passionate feeling of needing to protect in Chrom's chest.
	“A-ah,” Morgan squeaked as he suddenly scooped her up roughly and sat back, setting her facing away on his lap with his hands against her waist. He slowly stroked her stomach, making his way up until his fingers crept under her bra and he could press his hands against her childishly flat chest, gently rubbing her small nipples. “Is it good?” Morgan asked breathlessly, excited and nervous and squirming slightly against Chrom. “My body...”
	“It's perfect, Morgan,” Chrom murmured into her ear with a small smile, and she giggled happily in response. Slowly, Chrom dropped his right hand from her chest and kept stroking down her body, across her waist, along the line of her panties, and then quickly slipped his hand into them. Morgan jumped and let out a soft cry, and Chrom tightened his grip on her with his other arm as he stroked along the outside of her already soaking pussy with the other, feeling his own breathing accelerate at the young girl's cuteness, how tense she was growing under his touch.
	Gently, he slid his fingers into her folds and, gently, began toying with her clit. “Nnn, Chrom, I-I...” Morgan began to squirm even more, growing even more tense, heart beating even faster. Chrom gradually increased the speed of his fingers, began kissing her neck again.
	“N-no... ugh...!” Soon Morgan couldn't take it any longer. With a sweet moan, her whole small, cute body seized up in orgasm, and then in a daze melted limply into Chrom's arms. They stayed frozen like that for a few moments, both catching their breath.
	Then Chrom gently moved the girl off his lap and laid her back down on the ground. “Good girl, Morgan,” he said, affectionately ruffling her hair. “But we're not done here yet.” Morgan's eyes lit up with his words, and she grabbed his hand and cradled it in both her own against her chest.
	“Please hurry, Chrom, I want you so badly! More than anything or anyone!” she said with a sweet enthusiasm.
	Feeling his own excitement grow, Chrom quickly stripped off her bra and panties so the girl was completely bare beneath him, and then undid his pants to unleash his Falchion. He deftly lifted and spread her short, helpless legs and moved between them, setting his cock near her virgin pussy. “It might hurt a little at fi–”
	“Chrom, p-put it in,” Morgan pleaded, squirming her lower body closer until Chrom's cock was kissing the entrance to her vagina.
	With a soft, excited sigh, as slowly and gently as he could manage in his state of extreme arousal, Chrom eased the tip of his manhood into Morgan, robbing her of her innocent, youthful purity as he ripped apart her hymen. Morgan whimpered in pain, and her eyes filled with tears. “Shhh, it'll be okay.” Chrom gently pressed his lips against the girl's forehead and ran his hands up both Morgan's arms, which had been sprawled above her head, up to her own hands and laced their fingers in an attempt to console the girl. Morgan gripped them with crushing strength as he continued lowering himself into her, until finally he had fully penetrated her tight hole all the way down to the base of his cock.
	Chrom could tell by her short, shaky breaths that Morgan was still trying to bear the pain, and felt a tinge of guilt at how the fact only made him even more excited. It took him all the self-restraint he could muster to not go on and break her even further, instead for several moments rubbing her insides with slow, shallow movements, trying to get her, as tense as a bowstring, to relax under him. Finally when he thought he could take it no longer, Morgan gasped out sweetly, “M-more...” A little nervously, she twitched her own hips in time with Chrom's.
	It broke whatever restraint Chrom had left, and he began thrusting into her, long and hard. “Ah! Ah, Ch-Chrom!” Morgan was slowly beginning to lose herself in the bliss of being fucked. Her hips jerked unsteadily along with her lover's, each thrust from him sending her a wave of hot pleasure that tingled even to her fingers. Chrom increased his pace even more, sending Morgan's brain into a haze of ecstasy as she felt herself being completely dominated by Chrom, being made completely his, pinned down by his fast, rhythmic thrusts and hands pushing her own hard into the ground beneath them. “Haaa... Ah, please...!”
	Chrom hardly paid any heed to her words, pressing his lips messily into hers as he continued fucking Morgan's sweet, virgin pussy without any sense of reservation. The sensation of melding into her was unlike any other that he had experienced before, better than anything that even his own wife had shown him, and he couldn't stop. He knew it would be impossible, but he wanted to have the young girl as his own like this for the rest of his life, no matter what anyone had to say about it.
	“Chrom! Chrom, I-I can't...!” He removed his hands from Morgan's and then roughly took the girl's frame into his arms. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and gripped tightly as her whole body shook with Chrom's passionate thrusting. Just as Chrom was feeling that he was beginning to reach his limit, Morgan shuddered heavily. Suddenly she wrapped her legs around Chrom's waist, and he could feel her tighten around his cock.
	Gasping, Chrom gave one final thrust, shoving his dick all the way up to the entrance of Morgan's womb, and came deep inside of her, splattering her insides all over with his virile seed. Morgan tightened her legs around his waist as he came, savoring the pleasure of being cummed inside.
	After a long moment of staying lovingly locked together, Chrom got off of Morgan and laid beside her, dragging her against his chest, and they laid together, both glowing in happiness and satisfaction at their deeds.
	With a smile like an angel Morgan looked up at her lover. “I love you, Chrom, more than anyone in the world!”
	“And I love you as well, Morgan. Never leave my side.”
	“Of course.”