Saga of The Night God



"Frejya, are you awake?" Erwin's whispered words tickled Agda's ears, abruptly reminding her of the roleplay they were engaging in, with Agda playing the part of her daughter-in-law and Erwin as herself.

Her mind quickly adjusted to the role she was playing, embracing the forbidden thrill of the scenario. She maintained her composure, pretending to be asleep, awaiting the seductive encounters that would unfold between them.

Erwin's smirk grew wider as he observed Agda's acting, fully aware that she was not as asleep as she pretended to be. His touch finally connected with her hardened nipples, causing her body to involuntarily twitch with pleasure. "I know you're awake, Agda. Don't try to deceive me," he whispered seductively, savoring the anticipation of their forbidden encounter.

Agda slowly opened her eyes, mustering a fake yawn to further sell her act. She looked at Erwin with a mixture of innocence and curiosity, feigning confusion. "Captain, what are you doing in my bed?" she asked, her voice tinged with an air of innocence. Her gaze shifted to his hand, which rested upon her bare breasts, causing her to instinctively retreat and shield herself with her hands.

The tension in the room hung thick as their eyes locked, both aware of the forbidden desires swirling between them. Agda maintained her role, portraying the delicate yet questioning daughter-in-law, while Erwin reveled in the intoxicating power dynamics of their encounter.

Erwin's smile widened as he listened to Agda's response. "I came here to tell you something, but when I saw you sleeping, you looked so incredibly beautiful that I couldn't resist letting my true feelings emerge," he confessed, his voice laced with desire.

Blushing at his words, Agda's initial instinct was to protest. "I can't say that to her!" she exclaimed, her voice filled with both embarrassment and reluctance.

Erwin's smile vanished, and with a swift movement, his hand landed on Agda's breasts, causing her to moan and experience a small orgasm. "I said act like her. You must remain in character. Don't break character," he asserted, his voice filled with authority.

"But you said you were teaching me how to seduce her," Agda replied, her face marked with a pained expression.

"I am teaching you, and you're going to do as I say," Erwin stated firmly. "Now, let's start over. Go lie down again. We're going to try a different approach."

Agda whispered with a hurt expression, her voice filled with a mix of frustration and longing. 'He is so mean,' she mumbled, looking adorably cute as she settled back down on the bed. 'Can't he treat me a bit more nicely? We haven't seen each other for so many days, and he acts like such a rude child.'

Unaware of Agda's silent anger, Erwin's smile grew wider, stretching from ear to ear. 'Oh, this is going to be so much fun,' he thought to himself, relishing the anticipation of their forbidden encounter.

[After a 3 Hours]

Agda's frustration grew evident as she looked at Erwin with a pleading expression. Her chest was covered in a white substance, and traces of the sticky substance lingered on her lips. Despite holding onto Erwin's hands, he had already dressed himself, denying her the release she craved after a month apart.

"Why are you doing this, Prince?" Agda asked, her voice filled with frustration and longing. Her hard nipples and wet vagina bore witness to the torturous pleasure she had endured for so long without satisfaction. Desperation colored her words as she begged, "Please, Prince, make me orgasm. I've waited for so long, let me reach the peak of pleasure."

Agda's frustration deepened as Erwin remained resolute in his refusal. Ignoring her pleas, he coldly stated, "I don't want to."

Feeling a mixture of disappointment and desperation, Agda pleaded with him once more, her voice laced with longing. "Then please, let me satisfy myself."

Erwin relinquished his grip on her hand, a detachment evident in his demeanor. "You have the freedom to seek your orgasm through the lips of your daughter-in-law, or with her fingers. I won't be the one to bring you to climax and also it certainly won't be you," he declared, leaving Agda to navigate her desires independently.

Agda, filled with frustration and unfulfilled desires, stared at the door where Erwin had exited with a mix of anger and longing. She shifted her attention to her chest, covered in the sticky liquid, and a mischievous thought crossed her mind. With a hint of curiosity, she gathered some of the substance with her finger and cautiously brought it to her mouth, hoping to find pleasure in its taste.

She repeated the act once more, savoring the flavor on her tongue, but it failed to bring her the desired orgasm. Frustrated yet determined, Agda decided to take matters into her own hands. She grabbed her breasts firmly, feeling their weight in her palms, and began to lick and clean them with her tongue. Her tongue caressed her nipples, spreading the sticky substance, as she circled them in search of satisfaction. She indulged in this self-pleasuring act for half an hour, tirelessly exploring her breasts, but the elusive orgasm continued to elude her.

Finally, overcome with frustration and a sense of unfulfilled longing, Agda reluctantly began to dress herself. As she gathered her clothes, her eyes fell upon a set of undergarments neatly placed on the table. There were eight of them, catching her attention.

Agda's smile returned, momentarily dispelling her frustration, as she realized that these undergarments were specifically made for her. She eagerly picked up the red-colored garments, noticing a label on four of them indicating they were intended for her daughter-in-law, Frejya And another four for her.

The note on the label was like, 'Hand these over to her once you're done rockin' her world.'

With a mixture of excitement and anticipation, Agda swiftly changed into the alluring lingerie, feeling a renewed sense of confidence and sensuality. The soft fabric embraced her curves, igniting a spark of desire within her. As she admired herself in the mirror, she couldn't help but imagine the taboo moments that awaited her and Frejya, fueled by the allure of the matching lingerie sets.

She found herself torn between conflicting emotions. On one hand, Agda didn't desire a sexual relationship with Frejya, yet she also didn't want to disappoint Erwin. It was a delicate balance between her own desires and the desire to please another.

Agda contemplated the situation as she stood there, wearing the alluring lingerie. Although hesitant at first, a wave of determination washed over her. She realized that, despite her reservations, she was willing to engage in the intimate act if it meant make frejya go away.

With a deep breath, Agda made a decision. She acknowledged that relationships and desires can be complex, and sometimes compromises must be made. She resolved to explore this new territory, embracing the unknown with an open mind and a willingness to discover new facets of her own desires.

While uncertain about the future, Agda stepped forward, ready to navigate the intricacies of their connection. She understood that the path ahead might be challenging, but she was willing to venture into uncharted territory, guided by a genuine desire to explore and understand both herself and Frejya.

With a mix of apprehension and determination, Agda embarked on this journey, prepared to discover the depth of her own capacity for connection and intimacy, even if it deviated from her initial expectations.

With Erwin's well-crafted plan lingering in her mind, filled with seductive allure and desire-driven torment, she headed towards the inn where the princess's caravan was stationed. Every detail of her strategy played out vividly in her thoughts. The memories stirred up intense sensations, causing her nipples to become erect and her vagina to moisten once more. The struggle to stay focused on the path intensified as she fought against the overpowering urge to pleasure herself openly. 

Eager to indulge in pleasure and unable to bear any further delay, she yearned for the moment when she could experience a climax. As the twilight hour had recently passed, she decided to waste no time and engage in her intentions upon arriving at the location.

'But my son loves her. Will he hate me if he finds out what I'm planning to do with her?' As her destination drew nearer, an influx of questions like these inundated her mind, fueling her hesitation.

'Well, he didn't disclose everything when he married her, did he? And I won't reveal what I did to her, nor will she if everything goes according to plan,' Agda contemplated, attempting to justify her forthcoming actions and mentally preparing herself for an immoral course of action.

Upon reaching her destination, Agda noticed two knights adorned in the armor of the Nightrage family. She approached them with purpose, and as they caught sight of her, they respectfully bowed. "Captain," they addressed her.

"Are you both on guard duty tonight?" Agda inquired, attempting to engage in small talk.

"Yes, Captain," the knights replied in unison.

"Good," Agda acknowledged with a nod. Continuing the conversation, she asked, "Do you happen to know where Frejya is?"

"She's sleeping, Captain," one knight answered, clarifying her query.

"Could you tell me which room?" Agda asked, intentionally confusing the knights.

"In room 69," the knight responded, though with a puzzled expression. Agda nodded in acknowledgment and, as she departed, added, "Just wanted to discuss the plans for the next day. Keep up the good work, boys."

Agda made her way towards room 69, her mind still weighed down by conflicting emotions. She couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt for what she was about to do, but she convinced herself that it was for the greater good.

As she reached the door, Agda took a deep breath and raised her hand to knock. But just as her hands were about to make contact with the wood, she hesitated once again. Doubt crept in, and she questioned her actions.

'Is it really worth it?' Agda thought to herself. 'Can I go through with this with her?'