"Alright then, have a safe trip," Raymond waved his hands, and with that, the party set out.
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Somewhere between the city and the prairie, the convoy slowed down its pace.
The clatter of armor and the snorts of weary horses filled the air as Bob, Marcus, and Grey nudged their mounts closer to their commander for a chat. However, right now Reinhardt was too distracted by something to make heads of what they were saying.
Two soft and full sensations were rubbing against the bulge in his pants, causing unending stimulation.
Reinhardt was seated behind Verdia, and their bodies touched every time the horse moved. A faint, intoxicating scent of jasmine and warm skin wafted from her billowing hair, filling his nose, his mouth, his head.
Verdia sat on the horse with her well rounded body, her alluring curves that her clothes couldn't hide, bounced up and down whenever they traversed from a rough patch of land.
And as the horse galloped, the distance between them naturally closed until their bodies were practically stuck closely to each other.
"Hnnng~" Verdia moaned alluringly but did not say anything.
Before long, their lower bodies were in constant, intimate contact, the swaying friction slowly heightening their ecstasy. Add that with Verdia's natural seductive body, and the thin pants she wore today, made it practically impossible for him not to feel her soft parts.
This made it difficult for Reinhardt, who was already suffering from [Endless Ardor], to rein in his lust. Before long, the thing in his pants woke up.
"Ahhn~".
Another moan, this one softer, sultrier, slipped from Verdia's lips.
Divine Traits, powerful balance breaking abilities that he received from the god, had their advantages no doubt. But they also came in with their own lists of disadvantages, like right now when he didn't want the [Endless Ardor] to activate, it still triggered nonetheless.
In the end, the thing between his pants became as stiff as a rod.
None of them spoke, but the tension spoke volumes. They simply continued to ride the horse, all the while trying to endure the pleasuring sensation the two of them were faced with.
Then the woman in front of him moved, it was a subtle, very small movement. Nonetheless, it still increased the pressure and the contact.
Was it his imagination? He felt like Verdia's movements had become deliberate. No. The intensity with which their privates were rubbing against each other had absolutely increased.
Reinhardt tried to rein in his lust, but with the body as curvy as Verdia's, he was at the mercy of his Divine Trait.
Seeing that the woman was consciously seeking his thing, his last bits of reason was sapped away by the damn trait.
And so, he manoeuvred his horse to run faster until he was at the front of the pack. Then his hands started blatantly kneading her breasts.
Gods. Even through the layers of her top and his glove, he could feel the hard peak of her nipple, a taut bead begging for attention. She was already aroused.
With one hand controlling the rein, his other hand squeezed her mounds. Those huge tits that was at the very least F cup
The latter continued to give out stifled moans, and her hot breath sometimes brushed against his cheeks.
Reinhardt kneaded her full, perfectly shaped breasts, her impossibly slim stomach, and cupped the magnificent curve of her ass, squeezing the firm, round flesh.
Then emboldened by their situation, his fingers slipped under the hem of her top, finding her warm, smooth skin
Her voluptuous breasts, which were full enough to completely fit in his large hand, were elastic and soft. So good to the touch that his hands felt like they would sink in them.
Then there were those two small cherry tips, hard and impertinent, a total delight.
He played with her, his touch growing hot and passionate. Soon, his hand began to slowly slide down. Tracing the delicate dip of her navel, the smooth, flat plane of her abdomen, and lower.
His fingertips encountered the hemp of her belt, then slipped beneath it, finally meeting the damp silk of her panties.
"Unghh~… hahnngh… haaa♥" Verdia's head fell back against his shoulder, her face hidden from him. He didn't know what, but something about her changed, shrouding her in an incredibly erotic aura.
She was wet!!
His finger brushed past her well groomed pubic hair and reached into her honeyed heat, which he could tell was at this moment dripping wet, when all of a sudden his senses picked danger.
Seconds later, Bob and the other holy knights, also sensing the danger, appeared beside him.
Reinhardt brought his hand out of her pants, returning to the reins in a fluid, battle honed motion
"Commander, what should we do?" The knights questioned, their attention fixed on the pack of monstrous hounds erupting from the tall grass.
No one noticed Verdia's panting breaths, the fevered flush on her cheeks, or the incredibly sensual aura that was exuding out of her body.
"Let's take care of it. Bob, you take charge of the knights and squires. This is an excellent opportunity for the newbies to widen their horizons."
Instincts kicking in, Reinhardt shifted to his knightly mode and issued orders one after the other. His warhorse reared, and he charged in first.
A knight of unmatched glory and charisma as he dove into the hordes of enemy unafraid.
Be that may, with every leap and dodge of his warhorse, his still hard length that was bulging through his pants, pressed brutally between her wondrous butt cheeks, the intensity of the thrusts was no different than actual sex.
THWACK…THWACK…
The sound of Verdia's plump ass meeting his lower abdomen was lewd and rhythmic, a contrast to the grating cries of the monsters around him.
Reinhardt maneuvered the horse with practiced ease, drawing the aggro of the infernal hounds, their three meter tall abominable forms breathing gouts of flame.
Infernal hounds, they are a race of monsters blessed by the spirits of fire. Their bodies are extremely sturdy, and they usually hunt in a large pack.
Due to their fiery breaths and large numbers, it usually took a group of level 3+ knights and warriors to fight them.
For squires who had newly joined the temple of light order, this was a perfect monster to practice with.
"The Commander is bringing the monsters to us. All of you get ready, you are to show the results of your training to him!" Bob roared.
On his command, the squires of the order spread out in a neat formation and intercepted the infernal hounds.
As this was their first on field cavalry battles, there were many times they slipped and made mistakes. However, with the knights helping and supporting them from the back, they were able to triumph over the Infernal hounds.
"Kuh, I feel like I am so close to acquiring the remote casting skill"…
"Hehe, I have already acquired that. I can use my holy light from a distance to attack them now."…
The squires discussed in excitement. They were not the only ones who were feeling the peak of excitement; Reinhardt and Verdia were also in the midst of exhilaration.
Of course, their excitement was different from the knights' and more physical.
Reinhardt maneuvered his horse up and down, left and right, dodging the monster's attacks. His pelvis slammed onto Verdia's butt cheeks each time they moved, harder and with more deliberate intentions.