By the time morning arrived, Mirellia awoke to find Naofumi resting in her bath, trying to clean himself. Watching him a smile formed on the Queen's lips.
Dropping her royal gown, Mirellia climbed into the bath to join Naofumi before the Shield Hero knew what was happening.
Resting backwards against Naofumi's chest. Savoring the warmth of the bathwater.
"Someone's gotten bold."
"We have already shared a bed, Sir Naofumi." Mirellia retorted. Leaning back against his chest. "I doubt this is testing boundaries."
"Right."
"Besides, I was led to believe you were enjoying me joining you."
"Hm?"
The Queen smiled. "You seem to be fairly happy." resting her head on one of his shoulders. "Judging by how you are poking my posterior." causing some confusion, but the Shield Hero quickly picked up on what she was talking about. Finding his fifth limb was already back to full strength.
"Do not misunderstand me, 'tis a flattering gesture. As I stated in my bed: my husband does not lead me to the bedchamber anymore. Being desired so passionately by an energetic youth such as yourself certainly inspires a great deal of joy in my heart." moving her hand along his pipe. "Should you desire to resume the antics of our night together, I will not deny you the prerogative."
"And if you were to become pregnant?"
"I would be more than willing to carry your child." Mirellia assured him, caressing his face with her other hand. "None would ever learn from me." Smiling amorously. "Please, Lord Naofumi, fill me until the urge has finally left you." Taping his lips with a kiss. "Be my consort a little longer."
By stating thus, Mirellia provided some cause to relax.
"Well then…" Naofumi sighed "I'm only too happy to resume our fun." leaning into Mirellia's lips and they kissed passionately.
Feeling one of his hands gently stroke against her thigh and up to her stomach. She smiled in the kiss as his hand worked its way up to grab one of her breasts. His other hand soon grabbed her other breast and proceeded to fondle them.
"Naofumi…Naofumi…" she moaned.
Feeling him begin to stand and pulling her up with him, they both stood in the bath and Mirellia soon found herself leaned forward by the Shield Hero and grabbing the edge of the bath. Feeling the pleasure of his manhood dig into her body.
'Yes." She smiled as he thrust it her, moaning "Yes…My deareeest~!"
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The shadows watched as their Queen brought the Shield Hero back to her bed. The duo still soaking with water from their shared bathing.
Naofumi was rough as he was passionately embracing their Queen's womanhood while she moaned—wrapping her legs around his neck.
Mirellia caressed his black hair, smiling amorously. "Oh! Oh!" Again, feeling the first euphoria of true carnal bliss that she had experienced in the past few years.
Unable to continue watching, the Shadow departed.
Parting his lips from between her legs, Naofumi moved up her breasts. Grabbing her lower limbs as he thrust into her, he pressed the Queen's legs upwards as he increased the force and aggression of his actions.
"Yes, Sir Naofumi!" she moaned extatically. "Pump as much as you can!"
It was a request Naofumi would gladly comply with. Eager to cause himself and Mirellia as much pleasure as possible. Pouring every ounce of passion and his seeds into her as he could.
By the time they concluded their escapade, Mirellia was left clinging to Naofumi.
"Would you mind, Sir Naomui, if, when none are in our company, could I refer to you differently."
"Whatever you want."
Looking at him, seeing the desire still fresh in his eyes, Mirellia smiles before telling him "Spectacular, my dear." before resting her head on his chest.
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Weeks passed following their passionate tryst, but none ever discovered the things Naofumi and Morellia did.
Naofumi resumed his adventures with Raphtalia and Filo; and Mirellia would resume her duties as Queen. But neither the Queen of Melromarc nor the Shield Hero were finished.
Mirellia's life involving matters of state resumed for some weeks before the matriarch was alone one day in her royal court.
Her advisors, younger daughter, and those to typically surround her departed for their own business. In this period of freedom, she took to roaming the halls of the castle. Reaching a more secluded area of the castle.
In the midst of her wandering, she suddenly heard a set of footsteps before a familiar voice said "You seem bored." before a pair of hands grabbed her by the waist.
"Sir Naofumi." she whispered with a smile.
Feeling Naofumi's hands caressed beneath her garments, stroking on her empty womb before descending, Mirellia smiled as she faced the Shield Hero to ask "Where is your sword and my daughter's friend?"
Naofumi leaned his face close to her neck, whispering "Filo went off to play with Melty. Raphtalia is in town collecting some material." before his lips touched the flesh of her neck and she smiled at the sensation. Feeling his manhood brush against her rump through both of their clothes.
"If that is the case, then…" she quickly spun herself around to grab Naofumi by the face and pushed herself into a kiss. Naofumi took the hint and grabbed her by the waist as he kissed her back.
Pressing the Queen against the wall as they embraced. Parting from her lips, Naofumi's mouth touched her neck again.
"My love…" Mirellia moaned. Permitting him to unfasten the part of her gown and suckle at her breast. "I wish you had been summoned in my youth."
Parting from her tit, Naofumi's lips touched Mirellia's. Kissing her he told her "Me as well. You would have had so many other children."
Mirellia smiled. Caressing his cheek with her hand, she asked him "Perchance you could provide me with one."
Leaning into her lips again, Naofumi told her "Gladly."
Mirellia kissed him vigorously. Feeling young and alive, more than she could recall feeling for years.
Knowing none would dare intrude into the secluded section of castle, and she had made the necessary preparations to prevent any possible encroachment, the Queen joined the Shield Hero in casting aside any notions of self-restraint.
Dropping their clothes, Mirellia spread her legs, wrapping them tightly around her lover's waist as he inserted himself.
"Aah!"
Naofumi's hands grabbed Mirellia by the legs. "Aaahhh!" and then lifted her in his arms as he continued to pin Melromarc's Queen against the wall. Suckling at her breast while he penetrated her vigorously.
"Yes…" she moaned. "Ravage me, my love."
Parting from her breast, Naofumi looked at Melromarc's queen with a smile. "I'm going to make you a mother for a third." Putting more force into thrusts he made into her body. "I promise you that." Before smothering Mirelli's lips with his own as he passionately ravishes her.
The Queen bucked her hips and returned the passion in full as they embraced.
Both intended to produce a child once they were through.
~
Months passed, and the Queen's belly began to swell. With a fair bit of scandal in tow to the reception her pregnancy would garner once it could no longer be hidden. None ever learned who impregnated the monarch—as few dared to inquire about the identity of the child's father. An outraged Trash threw around some accusations against various people—a few members of the royal court, and especially the Shield Hero but Mirellia denied them all.
He was beyond pissed. Offended that his wife who he had convinced himself into believing was more impregnable than the most well fortified keep, despite his failings as a king and husband driving a wedge between himself and Queen Mirellia, had ended up being the opposite and was carrying another's man child.
If the prick hadn't done so much to piss him off and made his life miserable in the past (and tried to take Raphtalia from him), there was a chance Naofumi could have felt a little bad for what he did—just maybe a smidge—but he didn't because the disgraced king was undeserving of it.
All Trash succeeded in was annoying Mirellia into imprisoning him in ice for half a day after he insulted her and the unborn child..
Mirellia would tolerate no such insolence against the infant.
Eventually the day arised when pained cries echoed through the Queen's chamber before the cries of an infant were let out.
Thankfully, the child bore enough of the queen's features to conceal any hint of the father. Except for the boy's eyes.
Melty welcomed her new sibling with glee. Though from that day she would look at the Shield Hero with great suspicion.