Cyrus/Femui - Bath sex

The bathhouse wasn't like the showers from training. It was more elegant and elaborate. And for the moment, Cyrus had it all to himself. He'd been praticing in the training hall for hours, so he'd missed bathing with the rest of the army, but he couldn't really complain. He was used to bathing with others, but it was nice to have some privacy.

At that moment, the door creaked open. Cyrus didn't look up to see who it was, assuming that it was another late bather. When the person entering didn't announce their presence, however, he grew concerned. Had an assassin broken into the castle? Cyrus knew there were a number of places to sneak in.

Before he could stand up and rush to grab his weapon, however, the mystery person climbed into the tub next to him.
"Yo, Cyrus." Kamui grinned at him. "It's been awhile."

For a moment, Cyrus relaxed. It was just Kamui. When they were little, Cyrus would sneak into the castle and there were times when they took baths together. At least until Marx found out and scolded them that it wasn't appropriate for boys and girls who weren't related to bath together.

It was inappropriate for boys and girls who weren't related to bath together.

Cyrus practically flung himself to the other side of the bath.

"Wh-what the hell are you doing here!?" He demanded.
"I am technically part of the royal family, Cyrus." Kamui frowned. "You know that."
"Don't be a smartass!" Cyrus scowled at her. "Why are you in the baths!?"
"I was training until late, Cyrus." Kamui grinned back. "When I saw my childhood friend in the bath, I figured I'd surprise him."
"I almost went for my weapon, you know." Cyrus groaned. "Just... look away while I get out, okay?"

"Aw, why? We took baths together when we were kids."
"It was inappropriate when we were kids and it's even more inappropriate now." Cyrus snapped. "I'm happy to see you again, but I'd prefer if we were both wearing clothes."
"Why do you want me to look away?" Kamui smirked as she moved over. "Don't want me to see your boner?"
"Very funny." Cyrus rolled his eyes.
"Do you want to see?" Kamui began to tug at the edges of her towel that were covering her breasts.
"A-Are you stupid!?" Cyrus's face turned red. He covered his face, but left a small window between his middle and ring fingers to peek through.
"I'm not hearing a no!" Kamui laughed as she pulled her towel away.

Huh. They were bigger than Cyrus expected. They weren't quite on the level of Princess Camilla's, but they were certainly a nice size. They looked soft, yet firm at the same time, too. She could probably rub them against a man's dick and... He should probably stop that train of thought.

Unfortunately, he'd gotten caught up in his thoughts and Kamui had pulled his towel off while he was distracted.
"Hey!" He shouted.
"If you want it back, you'll have to catch me!" Kamui laughed as she climbed out of the bath.
Cyrus quickly followed. Fortunately, he was able to catch her before she got far. Unfortunately, the bathhouse floor was slippery, and they quickly fell to the ground.

"Ow..." Kamui groaned. "Okay, maybe that wasn't the best idea for a prank. Sorry about that, Cy...rus."
Cyrus had luckily recovered before she did, and was kneeling over her, glaring at her.
"Hand over my towel." He growled, hoping she didn't notice his erection.
Her face (both the expression and the fact that it was as red as a ruby) told him that she not only noticed it, but seemed to be staring at it. He pulled himself off of her, covering himself.
"I'm sorry, geez." He apologized. "Just... Just give me back my towel. Please."
"No." She refused. "I'm the one responsible for your...situation. It's only fair that I help you... deal with it."
"What are you talking about?"

"I'm saying I'll have sex with you."
Cyrus let the information sink in.
"WHAT!?"
"Not so loud!" Kamui scolded. I doubt anyone's still awake at this hour, but you don't want to wake them up."
"Kamui, there's no way this is allowed. I'm just a recruit, and you're one of the princesses!"
"I'm still adopted, but if you're that worried about it, we'll just have to be discreet." Kamui sighed. "So how do you want to do it?"
"I don't know, use your tits or something!" Cyrus exclaimed, silently wishing he was elsewhere.

When he felt Kamui's breasts press themselves against him, though, he felt he could die happy.

"I've never done this before, so I'm sorry if I'm doing it wrong."
"W-Well I've never had this done to me before, so I have no idea if you're doing it right or wrong." Cyrus shook his head. "It feels like you're doing it right, though."

She continued pushing her breasts up and down his cock for several minutes before he stopped her.

"This... This doesn't feel right."
"Am I doing something wrong?" She asked.
"No, it feels great, but I don't feel right having you get me off and me not doing the same for you."
"You don't have to..." Kamui pulled away with a blush.
"I want to." Cyrus grabbed her shoulders. "You saved my life when we were kids, and now I have a chance to pay you back."
"You're being ridiculous." Kamui shook her head.
"Kamui, I would have followed you even if you chose Hoshido."
At this, Kamui gave him an alarmed look.
"Are you stupid!? You'd be a traitor to the crown if you did! You'd have thrown away a great career in the military."
"You'd be worth it." Cyrus insisted. "The whole reason I joined the army in the first place was because I wanted to do something for you as well. I care about you. I like you. I-"

He took a deep breath.
"I love you."
The confession took Kamui off-guard. Her face turned red. She gave him an unusually shy look and slowly pressed her lips against his. It wasn't like what they'd heard in stories when they were kids. It was deep and filled with love and desire.

When they pulled apart, Kamui said quietly.
"I still want to... make up for before. Get on your back."

Cyrus complied, and Kamui lowered herself onto him. She winced for a moment, but grinned at him.

"How's it feel?"
"Better than I ever imagined."
"So you've thought about it, huh? Tell me about it."
"Well, it usually starts with you barging into the barracks, then I say something about how much you've grown up."
"Go on..."
"I forget how the conversation goes, but it ends with me fucking you against a wall."
"Maybe some other time." Kamui laughed, bobbing herself up and down his cock.
"Kamui, you need to slow down or I'm going to cum right now!" Cyrus gasped.

Before Kamui could slow down, however, Cyrus's warning came true.

"Aw, you're no fun." Kamui pouted.
"I'm sorry, Kamui." Cyrus groaned.
"Don't worry about it." Kamui leaned down to kiss him. "We'll just have our work cut out for us next time."

It wasn't how Cyrus had thought his reunion with his childhood friend would go, but he had to admit, he couldn't complain.