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Among the common people living in the capital of Askr rumours persisted of a secret inn where only the strongest heroes went in Askr. One would wonder what they were doing in said inn, most people figured it’d be them drinking and sharing stories of their previous lives.
However if any would ever enter the confounds of the inn they would never believe their eyes. Working for The Order of Heroes was a stressful job and many of those heroes needed a place to relieve their stress.
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“I’m more than ready to try for a baby.” Robin said to her new suitor. She’d been enamoured with someone she hadn’t met before, one she had heard many tales of about the magic he could wield: the prince of Silesse Lewyn. According to his daughter from another timeline he’d been a good father and she needed someone to sire a sibling for Morgan. Lewyn had always been an enjoyer of beauty and he couldn’t deny the tactician of Ylisse was one of the prettiest women he had laid eyes on. The most attractive part about her was the fact she was as smart as she was gorgeous. In the hopes of seducing him she had worn the outfit that she had received for the day of devotion. She could have gone for her two piece swimsuit but she thought her more lavish outfit would be more fun to peel off. With a seductive wink she pulled down the part of the dress that covered her usual tank top.
“You look absolutely dashing dear.” After those words she made her way over to him and kissed him, what happened next was a blur of sweet talk and clothes.

“Ghuk kuchh.” Robin was choking on Lewyn’s dick. Seeing she was on her knees in one of the back rooms to worship his dick she had succeeded. A firm tug on her twintails forced Lewyn’s shaft even further into her throat. Robin loved every second of it. She did all she could to give the man she loved a nice sloppy blowjob.
“Good girl.” Lewyn says teasingly before pulling her even closer. Her lips met the base of his cock, she savoured the taste of his meat. The praise she heard from her lover made her feel really appreciated.
Robin pulls back her face to gasp for air. When the dick released from her mouth a loud pop was heard. She licked the tip and slowly toyed with the cock. Her eyes looked into Lewyn’s, the look on her eyes was as like she was begging for more.
“Please, I need your cock inside me. I’ve lubricated it for you as well!”
Lewyn smirks and gives her a moment to undress.
“Ah hmm.” Robin eagerly rode Lewyn’s cock on the bed in the room. Heaps of clothes spread around it from they eagerly stripped each other. Their hands clasped together to keep her in balance while she slammed her hips on his. The sex became so rough Robin needed the support to not fall over. She was on a mission to get the inheritor of Forseti’s seed in her fertile womb. His eyes were glued to her impressive bust. Lewyn’s gaze had often travelled to her cleavage when they were hanging out before. Robin was rather confident in her looks so she had always been flattered by the stares she got.
“Oh yes.” Lewyn groaned as he got up to hug her and get his face between her breasts.
“Fuhuhu.” Robin loved the attention he was giving her. With her hand moved his hand unto her plush ass to grope it. The moans of the bird sounded like music in her ears.
She rolled her hips a few more times and she felt his hot semen get released into her waiting womb.
“I can’t wait to see how strong our baby is.” Robin says before kissing him. “You’ve granted my most wanted wish but now I have a new one.”
“Oh and what is that?” Lewyn asked.
“A lot of cuddles.” They smiled at each other and Robin’s new wish got granted as well.
“Hey, that's weird.” Morgan looked in the mirror, did someone play a prank on him or did his hair change colours to emerald green? He sighs as he as he wonders however this came to be.
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Some of the heroes seemed to have ulterior motives in their choice of partner. Sometimes it’d just be whoever was closest and who agreed to it but sometimes there was more to it. Lianna didn’t have such a selfish desire like Robin. She wanted to repay a loyal soldier that had served her well in the many battles to save her kingdom.
“Do you like what you see?” Lianna laid upon the bed in a blue set of underwear. It was adorned with golden stripes. The target of her seduction looked at her from the side which gave him a good view of her modest curves.
Navarre scoffs at her words, he never had been much of a talker and even with a princess baring herself before his eyes he wouldn’t start.
“Did I leave you speechless?” She says with a wink.
“You know how I am.” He responds. Navarre had a code of never hitting a lady, could he reconcile his way of being with the princess that wanted nothing more than for him to dick her down
“I know and it’s no way to treat a lady.” Lianna pouts a little.
“Why did I ever come here?”
“If you’d be honest to yourself you’d see. I’m just extremely attractive and you’d like to do it with me.”
“Way to toot your own horn.”
“I’m not hearing a no.” Lianna takes every little victory she can get. Like a shark she smells blood in the water and attacks one more. “Just say those five words and I’m more than ready for your worst.”
“My worst you say?” Navarre couldn’t help but grin devilishly at her words. Truth be told he was getting turned on by the princesses lewd display.
“Am I finally getting through?” She copies the grimace on his visage. She gets up and drops her bra, giving her partner a great view of her small breasts. “Doesn’t this turn you on even more? Like I said, say those five little words and you can do whatever you want with me.”
“I want to fuck you.”
“See? It wasn’t that hard.” She gestures to his crotch and licks her lips, “But I’m certain this is.”

“Now this is what I needed!” Lianna moans while her new boyfriend’s cock sinks into her pussy from behind. She laid down on her stomach with her panties simply pushed to the side. Navarre stayed as silent as he always had been but still he was enjoying it. He made certain that she wouldn’t see that on his face or in his rather frequent moans. Showing such things would only hurt his image as the strong and silent swordmaster.
“Come on, give me a kiss.” Navarre looks down and sees that the girl looked at his face with a smile. She didn’t take that stoic attitude for what it was, under the coldness there was a guy who knew about passion and who should indulge in it.
“Sigh, yes dear.” Lianna giggles as Navarre drops his body on hers so their lips can meet. It was short and sweet but for the warrior so unfamiliar with intimacy it felt like an eternity. He couldn’t make his mind up on whether that was a good thing or not, but it felt so right. It never could have been just one kiss. They start to make out passionately, so much that Navarre even stopped his thrusts to pay more attention to exploring her mouth and tongue.
“I didn’t know you were so tender.” She jokes.
“I’ll show you I’m not!” Navarre declares in his usual tone. After the kisses break he speeds up again and smashes his hips against her behind. The sudden increase in stimulation sends Lianna into an orgasm, even with his partner in such a vulnerable position Navarre didn’t slow down. It was as if an animalistic desire to breed had awoken in him.
“You’re merciless, Navarre!”
Her words make him feel bliss like he hadn’t before. The combination of being rough and tender worked wonders to get him out of his shell and Lianna enjoyed every second of it. When she felt Navarre’s juices flow inside her, she accepted it all. Happily succumbing into the afterglow of their joined orgasm.

“There was no way I’d ever fall for a prim and proper princess like you.”
“And yet you did.” Lianna snuggles up to his battle scarred body and nestles her head on his shoulder.
“I’m so glad for that.” She closes her eyes and falls asleep, Navarre silently cursing how he was stuck between her arms. “There is no way to escape so why bother?” He thinks before he dozes off as well.

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Two more heroes had started to hit it off in the confines of the cosy inn. They had bonded over their experiences while teaching the newest lords of their respective countries. One of them had bought the other a gift, a dream she hadn't been able to achieve in Etruria.
“I hope you find this outfit as exciting as I did when I found it.”
“I very much do, thank you so much.”
Cecilia had always felt like she was married to her job. It was the greatest honour that had ever been bestowed upon her life when she was appointed as the newest mage general of Etruria. Yet had also killed her social and love life. Such were the sacrifices she had to make but when she met another general from the continent known as Magvell she was swoon in no time. Duessel was quite a few years older than her. Yet he was what she wanted in a man, despite their different disciplines of weapons they both had carried the burdens that their professions carried with them. She also had to admit that even if he had become grey with the years, he still was an extremely handsome man.
The loving gesture her older suitor had made was that he got her a wedding dress she had noticed when they were looking for a cafe to have a date at. Since Duessel got it in secret and so he didn’t have her measurements the dress didn’t fit as well as it could have. Cecilia didn’t mind though, the gesture was more than enough to send her over the moon. She had jumped like a schoolgirl and kissed him on the cheek and promised that he’d get a lot more attention later.

The moment she had promised had arrived, Cecilia had stripped down to her purple lingerie, the same colour as her cape in her usual outfit. Duessel stood behind her as his fingers explored the contours of her stomach. He gave a lot of attention to the wound Zephiel had left her with after he had attacked her. Cecilia thought it looked hideous, but the sweet words and acts of Duessel had soothed her insecurities about her body.
“You’re so sweet.” Cecilia whispered. She blushed at his notion that the things she thought were ugly, were actually beautiful.
“See it as an old man’s wisdom.” He answered in kind.
“It’s what makes you attractive, honey,” Duessel’s looks had aged like fine wine. His muscled physique and well kept hair made him look like he was still in his prime. Cecilia was happy to find out how vital this old man still was in bed. He had already removed his more casual pants and shirt. Cecilia had turned around to wrap her arms around his and to make out.
She put her right hand under his chin, “Let’s go have some fun. Please show me what you can teach me.”

Duessel and Cecilia laid in each other’s arms, Duessel being the top. She was completely engulfed by the frame of the older gentleman. Cecilia felt safe under his weight, one of his massive hands cups her breasts. Even though her bust isn’t small by any means he could enshroud it with ease. She groaned satisfied, his hands were rough due to the years of lance and axe training he had done. His legs wrapped around Cecilia’s waist as well they snuggled and kissed, enjoying the simple pleasures that sex brought. They’d take it slow and sweet, much unlike the fast and passionate flings of the younglings. The broad and muscled digits of Duessel’s free hand teased Cecilia’s eager slit. Every little movement made her perform a little reaction with the most obvious one being the moistening of her vagina. She purred satisfiedly at his nimble actions and reached over to his dick to give him the same treatment she was getting. Cecilia’s more delicate fingers eagerly stroked and caressed his erection. Likewise every cradle solicited him getting more in the mood and stiffening until neither could handle it anymore. Duessel’s cock lined up with her folds. After a second of hesitation that felt like an hour to them he pushed forward into the woman he loved. One thrust became two, became three and then went even past that. Still it was no use as while his old bones had been ignited by Cecilia’s touch, some limitations of Duessel’s old body still arose and a premature ejaculation followed. Her teasing certainly hadn’t helped either.
“I’m sorry it seems my stamina isn’t what it once was anymore.” Duessel said, his face in pain due to the failure to satisfy Cecilia.
Cecilia gave him a kiss on his cheek to sooth him, “We’ll work on that in no time honey, in fact it almost flatters me.” She gives him a second smooch to tease him further. When his refractory period had passed they’d try again and many more times after that.
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“So will this help me become stronger?” Fir was confused as to why her friend Larcei had taken her to this inn. The poor innocent girl hadn’t heard about the rumours about this secret tavern but Larcei intended for her to find out momentarily.
“It’s a special cooling down technique which my mum told me about, her and dad would spend hours doing it.” If Ayra could hear Larcei she’d scold her for the scandalous ideas that her daughter propagated. Even if it wasn’t wrong per say. Ayra did have a habit of venting her stress in physical ways, something that Larcei had seen or heard before. Her mother wasn’t here though so Larcei got to indulge in all the sweet talk she needed to get Fir into bed.
“Oh that sounds really promising, what does it entail?” Fir’s eyes became bright at the idea of learning a special training technique from Ayra who she looked up to. The fact her daughter became Fir’s friend had already been a dream come true and the fact she even wanted to share family secrets was too good to be true.

“I wasn’t expecting this!” Fir was weirded out by the command to strip but she enjoyed the freedom her nudeness gave her. It made her feel like she was as free as the people who lived on the plains before her tribe settled there. She never said anything about that to Lyn or Sue as they probably would think it was weird.
“You’re looking great.” Larcei scanned her friend’s body, Fir was quite petite even though her legs were quite long, Fir’s long training sessions had made her limbs and stomach toned and lean, above her vagina was a little patch of pubes that matched her hair colour. Larcei definitely liked what she saw.
“Why haven’t you undressed?” Larcei smiled at her question, in a few seconds she was as nubile as Fir. With a grin she looked at her friend. “Are you ready for the next step?”
“What's next?” Fir said intrigued.
"We'll go wash each other, we shouldn't stay sweaty after training." Larcei winked at Fir, took her hand and led her to the shower. She knew they’d be sweating a lot more later for a fact.

"This feels so good.”Fir moaned as hot water ran over her back, it was nothing compared to the heat between her legs where Larcei was now eagerly ‘washing’ her friend with her tongue. Fir looked down and looked her friend in her eyes, both of them were burning with desires. The other thing she noticed was how smug Larcei looked when she tasted the juices leaking out of her pink crevice. Fir whimpers as her friend’s lips leave her pussy to kiss her meaty thighs. She still enjoyed this feeling greatly but the warmth of the water didn’t
She was trying to root her like the tree Fir was named after. If it wasn’t for the water Larcei would have cleaned her entire body.
“Hmm you’re so delicious, I could eat you all night long.” Fir didn’t doubt her words for a second, she gave in to the pleasures that Larcei made her feel. It was the most heavenly cooling down she ever felt in her life, another brush of her new lover's tongue sent a wave of pleasure over Fir and she quickly came. A different wet surge hit Larcei’s face as Fir’s juices mixed with the incoming water. Larcei’s face kept her smug smile as she wasn’t done yet at all.

The two girlfriends were on the bed in the room now, enthusiastically enjoying some tribadism. Their toned legs crossed as they rubbed their pussies together, Larcei looked Fir in the eyes before she went over for a kiss. The two embraced as they enjoyed each other’s bodies. Fir grabbed one of Larcei’s boobs, the gesture got replicated even. With this way of equivalent exchange they explored each other more. Fir might have been feigning ignorance as her moves get gradually more perverted. They rolled around to lay atop of each other to kiss while Fir started to anally finger Larcei.
“I can’t let myself have all the fun.” She said Larcei could only agree and let Fir do her thing.

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The one with the most stressful job of all was Kiran the summoner of course. Managing all the logistics of the entire order, having to deal with the silly seasonal variants of heroes or the evil versions of them that he had summoned quite reluctantly. It was frankly infuriating and oh so stressful. His smart commands and compassion to all heroes certainly had made him popular with the ladies. After Sharena came with the scandalous idea of this tavern of sinning he had been swimming in the requests. In this mad debacle of lust no one cared about things like partners. Especially one’s like Julius.That’s how Ishtar found herself nude before Kiran.

She had foregone her ponytail, instead opting for wearing her hair down. The volume of her long silverish locks were now noticeable, as was the care that she put into the rest of her looks. Kiran was able to study her now she was completely nude with the exception of her jewellery and choker. Many women would be envious of a body like Ishtar’s, her hourglass figure with curves in all the right places. Men meanwhile had walked into something while staring at her while she walked past them. She found it rather embarrassing but now the eyes of a sexual partner of hers were staring, she enjoyed it a lot. Maybe she had always enjoyed it but had she simply been in denial about it?
“So what do you think?” She asked with a blush. Her undressed partner pushed her onto the bed she was standing for as an answer.
“I’m going to ravish you.” He breathed in her ear. Ishtar had been fucked rough before but something in his words made her heart flutter. The erect cock between his legs was already moving towards her snatch. All she could do was brace for impact.
“Gods.” “Aaah.” Both moaned loudly as Kiran started to mating press her.
Ishtar had become so wet from being watched that she didn’t need any foreplay. Every thrust made Ishtar’s body jiggle a little. Despite their upper bodies being pressed against each other's, you could still hear her jewellery moving. Ishtar’s nails dug into his back as she looked for something to hold unto as she was ravished like he promised.
Their mating kept being passionate and rough and Ishtar loved every second of it. When she heard about the inn she had wondered who best to invite to it since she had wanted some relief for a while. She could wholeheartedly conclude that she had made the right decision. Kiran meanwhile would have accepted almost anyone who had asked him. The only thing that matched the size of his workload had been his libido lately.
“You’ve filled me up full, oooh.” Ishtar moaned, she came all over his cock. The limits of his libido were still nowhere in sight. Several minutes and orgasms of Ishtar later, her legs were quivering and she had made small wounds with her nails. Kiran had been silent with the exception of an odd moan here and there.
“UGH.” Kiran had started to moan louder. She took note and braced herself again, previously it had been for the roughness of his thrusts but now it’d be for when he finally would fill her womb with his spunk.
“AARGH.” Ishtar tensed up after she felt his moves get slower. After one last thrust that made him go as deep as he could he unloaded all he had inside.
“I love you.” He whispered into her ear before removing his shaft from her honeypot.

After Kiran pulled out, Ishtar didn’t move from the dent that had been fucked into the mattress. Her make up was in ruins and his fat creampie was leaking out and made a stain in the sheet under her shapely butt. Kiran could definitely expect a few more invitations from the Thunder Goddess after this experience and he’d accept them every single time.