Gunnthrá smut

"Oh!.."

Gunnthrá smiles warmly at Kiran as she sees him return from battle, her concern obvious as she runs over to him.

A worried look appears on her face as she sees a wound on Kiran's leg, kneeling down to look at it closer. Kiran averts his eyes in embarrassment as Gunnthrá's face falls level with his crotch as she begins to treat his wound.

"Goodness, how did this happen?"

Kiran sheepishly averts his gaze, recalling as he grazed his leg tripping over a tree branch on his way back to the castle.

"You really must be more careful!... If we lost you, I wouldn't know what to do..."

Guilt fills Kiran's heart as he stares down at the soft looking body of Gunnthrá, her pink hair swaying as she tended to his wound. The sound of Gunnthrá's clothes rustling against her skin causes Kiran's heart rate to increase as he stares down at the Princess of Nifl, shame filling him as he imagines more of her kneeling position then simple medical aid.

"Oh! Oh my!..."

Gunnthrá suddenly exclaims in shock as she tends to cut on Kiran's leg, blushing as she stares at him. Following her gaze, Kiran begins to panic as he sees the tent pushing against his leggings, his pants slowly growing tighter as Gunnthrá continues to stare at it without averting her gaze.

Kiran nervously tries to excuse himself, unable to escape as Gunnthrá's soft hands firmly wrap around his own.

"Kiran!... Where are you going..? I have not yet finished treating your wound."

Kiran swallows loudly as Gunnthrá forcefully leads him to the medical room, his breathing growing unsteady as she gently guides him to a bed at the far end. The room grows unnervingly silent as Gunnthrá pulls the curtain closed, as if sealing the two of them within a cocoon.

Kiran watches as Gunnthrá kneels down once more, gently cleaning the wound with a warm smile on her face as the tent in his pants continues to rise. He begins to grow excited as he catches Gunnthrá glancing at it every so often, her face growing flushed as she continues to smile sweetly at him. Gunnthrá's distractingly large breasts begin to heave under her fur coat as she gently traces the skin around the cut.

"This wound is awful!... Forgive me, Summoner this will sting a bit."

Kiran begins to grow more excited as Gunnthrá takes a small bottle from the side table and rubs some cream into his wound, the feeling of her skin against his overwhelming him as a pained expression appeared on his face.

"Can you forgive me?"

Finished treating the wound, Gunnthrá returns the bottle to the table before turning her gaze up to Kiran, smiling widely with her flushed face as she stared past his growing bulge into his face.

"On behalf of my dear sisters, I will do whatever I can to help you. Please don't hesitate to ask for ...anything."

A heat assaults Kiran's crotch as he hears Gunnthrá's sweet words. Breathing heavily, he nervously grabs the hem of his leggings, before quickly pulling them down and allowing his erect dick to burst free.

Gunnthrá's eyes bulge slightly as it stabs into the air above her, her expression growing shocked as she stares at it.

"Oh, my! I wasn't expecting you to just..."

Kiran began to breathe faster in a panic, his eyes spinning as he wishes he could turn back time. However the panic is chased away and replaced with excitement as Gunnthrá wraps her soft fingers around his dick.

"Please hold still."

Kiran is assaulted by pleasure as Gunnthrá begins to stroke his cock with her comfortable grip, gently tracing his entire length before rolling the head around with her palm, her hands growing slimy with his precum as she rubs up and down.

Gunnthrá continues smiling warmly up at Kiran as she lovingly works his dick between her fingers, stroking faster as her face grows more flushed, pushing her chest into his legs as she leans into him.

She begins panting heavily as the Kiran's cock grows fully erect within her soft hands. Seeing it grow, she wraps her entire hand around it before starting to pump furiously.

Kiran leans back on the bed as Gunnthrá continues to pleasure him, the feeling of her hand on his cock causing his excitement to grow further still.

"You saved my dear sister. For that, you have my thanks."

Gunnthrá's mouth hangs open as her panting grows rougher, her face flushed red with arousal.

Seeing Gunnthrá's inviting mouth, Kiran nervously asks her to take his dick inside and suck on it. She smiles widely, almost beaming in happiness as she responds.

"Of course."

Kiran's head flies back as Gunnthrá raises her body and wastes no time before dropping her mouth around his cock.

She begins to bob her head quickly as her tongue wraps around it, keeping eye contact with Kiran the entire time with a strange look on her face, concerned, Kiran asks her if it tastes alright.

"How kind you are to think of me."

Kiran's eyes bulge as he hears Gunnthrá's voice despite her uninterrupted movements.

"As you may remember...I can't speak to just anyone using this rite."

Her voice echoed throughout his body as she sucked his cock, placing her hands against his knees to steady herself as her rapid bobbing continued.

"Once I establish that link...I can speak to just one person, for my entire life..."

She pulls her head off his dick and grabs it with her hand once more, pumping it furiously as her sweet voice continues to wash over him.

"...And to make that connection, I have to pledge myself to them from the very depths of my heart..."

Gunnthrá pushed her face into Kiran's crotch, flaring her nostrils as the scent stained her body, his dick throbbing intensely against her skin.

"...I can tell that you understand what I mean, Kiran."

Kiran swallowed nervously as he nodded, overwhelmed by the exciting touch of the Nifl Princess.

Gunnthrá placed her hand against her chest as a gentle expression appeared on her aroused face.

"...If there is anything I can ever do to help you, just say the word. It would bring me tremendous happiness."

Kiran's expression was overwhelmed by lust as he began to pant, stuttering as he voiced his desire to take her from behind.

"...What a predicament."

Gunnthrá averted her gaze as she stood up, a shameful expression on her face as she grabbed the hem of her robes and lifted them, exposing her maidenhood and revealing her lack of panties.

"...Oh, my... What should I do now?"

Still averting her gaze, Gunnthrá nods slowly as Kiran asks her to turn around.

Kiran begins to salivate as his vision is filled with Gunnthrá's bountiful ass, her maidenhood dripping with arousal as her head hangs in shame. He tells her how amazing her ass is as his dick throbs painfully.

"...Thank goodness! I can breathe a little sigh of relief..."

Gunnthrá sighs in relief as her complex over her large ass is lessened, gripping the hem of her robes tightly as excitement begins to consume her.

Kiran stands from the bed and wastes no time before placing his hands carefully on Gunnthrá's wide hips.

"You're a gentle soul, and your hands are so warm..."

Gunnthrá turns to face Kiran, an expression of love mixed with lust on her face.

"...I am Gunnthrá... The eldest princess of Nifl..."

She pants heavily as she stares into his eyes, feeling as Kiran begins to stroke his dick with her asscheeks.

"...I pledge myself to you without hesitation..."

Kiran wraps his arms around Gunnthrá's waist and begins to gently pull her, enhancing the pleasure as his dick buries itself in the valley of her ass.

"...Oh, Kiran... Sweet Kiran..."

Kiran suddenly kisses Gunnthrá as he stabs his dick into her inviting ass, feeling as her entire body locks up from the strange sensation of her asshole being penetrated. Her voice almost screams inside his head as her eyes bulge in shock.

"...D-Desist in your actions..!"

Ignoring her in favour of the overwhelming pleasure, Kiran pulls his hips back and starts to furiously slam against her soft buttcheeks.

Gunnthrá's face twists up as the strange pleasure consumes her body, unable to tell if it felt good or not, the sound of her moaning filling Kiran's head as he sealed her lips.

The silence in the room combined with Gunnthrá's lustful voice echoing inside his head filled Kiran with a strange excitement, speeding up his movements as her ass constricted tightly around his dick.

The feeling of stabbing into her was like nothing he had felt before, the pressure of her ass almost crushing him within her tight passage.

Kiran's strengthens his grip around Gunnthrá's waist, pulling her onto his dick as he thrusts forward, increasing the intensity of the impact.

He moves faster still as Gunnthrá's face grows addled with lust, her eyes staring lazily at Kiran as the moaning in his head grew louder.

He sticks his tongue between Gunnthrá's lips and wraps it around her own tongue, massaging it roughly as he explores her mouth.

Gunnthrá screams inside Kiran's head as she clenches her ass, overwhelmed by pleasure as lightning courses through her body.
Gripped by a powerful orgasm, her body begins to move as if possessed, synchronizing her movements with Kiran's own.

She begins to enjoy the feeling of him entering her, the feeling of wrongness overwhelming her with arousal, her pussy dripping wet as the wrong hole is penetrated over and over again.

"Fjorm... I'm sorry..."

She cries out a silent apology to her sister as she is consumed by the filthy pleasure of being fucked in the ass.

Seeing the expression on Kiran's face, her silent moaning is interrupted as she questions him.

"...You must be exhausted. Why don't we take a rest?"

Kiran shakes his head furiously, speeding up as he tells Gunnthrá he’s about to unload inside her ass.

"G-Goodness!"

Their kiss finally ends, the pair panting heavily as their foreheads rub together. They close their eyes as their movements speed up again, their feelings in complete alignment as their movements synchronize perfectly.

Gunnthrá suddenly lets out an incredible moan, from both her mouth and echoing inside Kiran's head as she orgasms harder than ever before. Kiran responds to her guttural cry by shouting out in a pained voice, warning Gunnthrá that he was cumming inside.

"Oh!..."

Gunnthrá wraps her arms around Kiran's as he stabs into her with all his strength, pushing himself deeper inside her ass as his dick throbs, before it suddenly unloads, coating her tight passage with his wasted seed. The boiling hot cum burns her tunnel as it fills her, causing her to feel so strange that she orgasms once more.

The force of her orgasm causes her to fall back, pushing Kiran back onto the bed and forcing his dick further into her ass as it crashes against him, pinning him to the bed.

Gunnthrá screams as Kiran fills her ass completely, marking her body with his seed. She begins to repeatedly orgasm as Kiran grabs her hips and lifts them up, before slamming them back down over and over onto his still thrusting dick.

Her moans become loud and bestial as Kiran begins to slow down, his energy spent but continuing to thrust into her as she quivers atop him, imprinting her ass with the shape of his dick. Eventually, The two let out a final howl in pleasure as they collapse on top of each other, exhausted.

After a short while lying collapsed on the bed, Kiran hears a soft sound of Gunnthrá sleeping atop him, smiling warmly he wraps his arms around her and dozes off alongside her, his dick still buried in her ass as his seed oozed out.

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Gunnthrá awoke sometime later, waking Kiran as she shifted uncomfortably filled with cum, she turned to him and smiled warmly, burying herself deeper into his embrace.

"...You have my apologies. It's so warm and comfortable here... I just dozed off..."

Kiran tightened his embrace again as Gunnthrá's cuteness overwhelmed him, causing his dick to grow erect again. He begins to thrust into her ass again as the heat takes control of his body.

"...Oh, how delightful."

The pair resume their filthy mating, spending the rest of the day in the small doctors bed indulging in each other’s bodies.

Completely spent as night falls, the pair finally exhausted, Gunnthrá turns to Kiran as she lay in a pool of cum on the floor, her robes a shredded mess and her skin painted white by cum. Her voice echoes in his mind as she pants, unable to speak from exhaustion.

"Can you direct me to where I might bathe?"

Kiran scratches the back of his head sheepishly as he helps Gunnthrá to her feet.

Just then, the curtain is suddenly flung open, revealing the figure of Princess Fjorm on the other side, an aroused expression on her face as she speaks with a voice filled with lust.

"Orders, please."

Gunnthrá stares on in a daze as her sister begins to disrobe, smiling warmly as happiness fills her chest.

It seems like the bath will have to wait.