Sylphie was in bed, reading something. Eris went in, locked the door and sat by the bed. Light peered in through the window, curtains fluttering every now and then. A calm-quiet day.
"Something wrong?" Sylphie said, staring. She sniffed the air a couple of times chuckling; her gaze went low, straight at Eris's bulge. "Again?"
"It's really getting in the way."
Sylphie snuggled up close behind Eris, giving her a nice big hug, rubbing her cheeks on Eris's neck.
Smooth.
"Sorry about this," Eris whispered.
"Don't be," Sylphie said. "Rudeus approves, and I like this," she snickered, sliding her hands down. "I wanted… I wanted to be closer with you." But sadly, she couldn't reach the sword's king's crotch. So, she bent down and crawled to Eris' crotch giving her a big sniff.
"Hey…" Eris mumbled, face and ears aflush. "That tickles."
"You smell really different from Rudeus," Sylphie said. "I did always wonder how do you smell so good?"
"What do you mean?" Eris didn't look down.
Zip!
Sylphie traced her fingers just below Eris's bulge, on the slightly damp area. Her touch got a twitch and radiating warmth in response. "I mean, you smell like I can lick you clean and still feel good about it."
"Rudeus smells really good too," Eris confessed. "He tastes…" she didn't finish or rather couldn't as moans escaped.
Sylphie had bypassed the panty barrier and her slim fingers were stroking the base of Eris's hard dick, often sliding into her twitching wet hole. Slimy mucous oozed out. Her breath fastened a tad seeing just how excited Eris was.
"Yes, he does. But grandma tells me, it's usually not pleasant. Most men don't wash properly and, smell bad…and there are smelly women too." Sylphie snickered at herself and then blushed in embarrassment. "Don't tell Rudy."
"I won't," Eris said, reaching down and kissing Eris on the lips. Sylphie nearly protested for a second but then gave up and kissed Eris back.
"Should we?" Sylphie said, holding Eris's dick firm, though still over the underwear. How that big dick was still in there without sliding out, was a question she didn't ask.
Sylphie's own panties were slightly damp by this point. Breath warm, and body ready to go.
"Yeah," Eris said, taking off her shirt and her bra along with it. Her breasts nearly bounced once. Her nipples invigorated even more with the touch of the breeze. Eris's pants and panties dropped on the floor and her curved member proudly saluted Sylphie, who too had taken off her white underwear and although intended to spread her legs, took Eris's hot sword in her mouth. "Hey!" Eris protested but only for a second. "MMh!"
She was too busy moaning.