Chapter 1 - The Emerald Herald's Gift

The Old Dragonslayer hadn't been kind to the Knight, not this time. Through a flurry of falchion swings, desperate swings of a shield, and last ditch dives, victory had been achieved. Yet, the battle left the Knight in only just enough health to trudge out of the battle torn cathedral alive. Grimacing as he upturned his empty estus flask, he began his trek to the closest thing he could call home.

Finally within the comforting safety of Majula, he toiled back towards his bonfire. He yearned greatly for that warmth, a replenishment of his strength. First, though, he had something he needed to do.

Shaking from his injuries, struggling to avoid collapse, he approached the Herald. Her auburn hair lightly swayed in the breeze while she gazed wistfully into the sea ahead. It took all he had to keep from falling to his knees as he stood by her side.

“Bearer of the curse…” The Herald began, though before another word could escape her lips the Knight shook his hand in front of him in dismissal. Her vibrant eyes, a glittering aqua and a deep brown, focused more on the shape her warrior was in.

She gazed over the whole of his form. He seemed only barely able to stand himself up, and his heaving form betrayed any stoicism he so often had. Though he would easily recover, she knew that a simple reward of recuperation and strengthening would not suffice. She had longed to give him a greater recompense as soon as she saw his unyielding will and resilience.

“Bearer of the curse, you are not well. We can reinforce your abilities in due time. First, please…” She said with a hint of pleading as she extended her arm outward, “take my hand”.
Though puzzled, the Knight grasped her glove and slowly trotted alongside her. She led him into the musky air of the nearby mansion. The cool, dim halls of the building were a little refreshing, but did nothing to resolve the Knight's confusion. The Herald led him upstairs, and then through an aged brick passageway.

Walking into the room, slowly pulling aside some dark colored curtains hanging in the doorway, the warrior immediately smelled incense emitting from a dark corner of the room, filling every crack and doorway with its rich, spicy fragrance. He found himself further perplexed by the room he now stood in. He'd been in the very same structure not long ago - one with little of anything that one might even consider comfortable. But now, a spacious bed sat in the center of the furthest wall, its lacy blankets and pillows adorned in the very same green, red, and white of the Emerald Herald herself.. Lamps hanged down from the ceiling, candlelight flickered casting shadows along the walls. And in the center of the room, demanding attention, was a spacious bed comfortably designed with the same red, green, and white that the Emerald Herald herself wore. Elaborate curtains were draped along the windows, fluttering silently with the calm gusts of wind. An intricate rug welcomed the bare skin and relieved the frayed nerves of all who entered.

“Please, lay.” She spoke softly. The Knight lifted a knee onto it, flipping his body over onto his back, little concern given for his dented, dirtied armor. He let out a long breath, relishing the rare sensation of leisurely relaxation.

“Is there anything I might get you?” She inquired, an eyebrow raised slightly. The Knight shook his head, his gratitude apparent in his resignation of even attempting to move any more than what might make him more comfortable.
She watched his still body for a few moments. “Well, I'm pleased you enjoy your rest so far. However, there's something else I'd like to give you, if you'd allow me.” Her eyes locked onto him, as the Knight lazily nodded.
Stifling an excited grin, she strode slowly to his side, trying to save her excitement as long as possible. She pushed her hood back, waving her hair to free it from its confines, and then began to discard her clothing.
The Knight could only stare in utter bewilderment, his breath quickening as he gaped. Her form became more and more defined as her attire slowly slid off her body, revealing her unblemished, white skin to the Knight until nothing hid her body aside from her garbs that she held in front of her. Suddenly, she pushed her hands forward and allowed her fittings to fall to the floor.

The Knight nearly lost his breath as his gaze fixed further on her. Her light, smooth skin accentuated her slender body, her hair flowing aside her neck. His stare dropped to her fair breasts, and her pale pink nipples, unbelievably round and perky in their form. He looked on with an accelerating fervor, his sight dropping lower.

Her defined, slimmed waist served to tease him, as though he couldn't take her in quick enough. Below her fit stomach lay a fiery brush of pubic hair, drawing him in further as he studied her pussy. He could see no further than her tight slit, which seemed to taunt him, to poke at his composure as his mind went wild.

Without another word, the Herald began to undo his armor, tossing his grieves to the side and undoing his buckles with haste. Finally, having succeeded in undressing his lower half, she climbed onto the bed, straddling his waist as she felt his heat radiate into her skin. She adored the feeling of his bare skin against hers, the moment she'd so longed for. She felt his long, rigid cock as it pressed against her labia , cherishing the moment.

“Bearer of the curse, you have shown yourself to be formidable in your motivation. Allow me to please you as you have done for me.” She lined her pussy up alongside the bottom of his member, and slowly rubbed herself along it, lubricating his length with her juices as she glided along him. The Knight began to shift and squirm slightly with impatience as the Herald dropped her hands by the sides of his head, staring down at him with glee.

He started to groan slightly, rubbing her voluptuous thighs through his exhaustion. She knew that if he had the energy he'd have taken her himself by now, so she grasped his cock and guided it into her entrance. His slick head just barely parted her lips, and as the Heralds breath became more rapid she slowly, torturously lowered herself downwards.

Both of their breathes caught time and time again as she went lower, his penis inching deeper and deeper into her hole. Finally, the Herald felt the Knight's hilt press into her, and she gasped with pleasure feeling his heat fill her every ridge. She began to grind against him, feeling him from every angle, and then she slowly moved herself upwards.

Although her plan was to stay at a sedated tempo, she quickly tossed the idea out of the window as she quivered lightly from his incredible length and firmness. She bounced up and down, again and again, letting loud moans escape her throat as her pussy grasped and tightened around him. She found herself hardly able to think straight, only truly thinking about the euphoria and relief of having her monarch's length massaging her tensed vaginal muscles.

The Knight grasped her ample ass, using all of his remaining strength to pull her down with every thrust. He lost himself as her chest pressed against his again and again, as the head of his cock throbbed with pleasure from bobbing inside her repeatedly. This only fueled her lust, her desperation to fuck him with everything she had.

Her efforts were rewarded in a way she did not expect, however. The Knight grasped her sides and toppled the Herald to the side, thrusting deeply inside her as he laid her on her back. She gazed up at him lovingly, desiring him and only him. The Knight placed her slim calves on his shoulders as he pulled out of her, and then pushing himself deeply into her. The Herald gave a soft cry of pleasure, unable to contain any of her voice as the Knight’s pace accelerated further. Each time his cock slipped in, he felt her wet, snug walls hugging him fiercely, pulsing with satisfaction. With one arm wrapped around her legs to keep her legs steady, he reached his other hand downwards to tease her clit.

“Oh, please, fuck me harder! Fuck me raw, till you can't move! Give me everything you have!” The Herald suddenly screamed, and the Knight pounded his cock deeper into her soaked pussy as fast as he could. High pitched squeaks left the Herald’s mouth, devoid of the breath or ability to moan as she felt him slamming home inside her over and over.

The Knight let go of her legs, lowering himself onto her as she wrapped her legs around his back. Her arms locked around him, her whole body turning into a vice made to milk his dick. His penis swelled up with every thrust, filling up every bit of her insides as he rammed himself inside her continuously.

The Herald tucked her head into his shoulder as he animalistically took her for himself. She savored every grunt and groan he made, letting forceful moans out into her ear as he grabbed her ass and lifted her up slightly, driving into her forcefully as he unrelentingly rubbed her clit.

Their moans echoed louder into the house as the duo approached climax. “My strong Knight… please,” She huffed, “cum for me, explode within me, give me your seed”. The Knight's passion unleashed itself, he dick charging into her as her restraint disappeared. “Cum! Explode inside my tight pussy, champion!” She yelped.

With that, the Knight roared, and the Herald hugged him ever tighter as euphoria overtook her. The Knight's cum spilled into her, coating her pink insides with white, his warmth snaking throughout her. He pressed every centimeter of his cock in as far as possible, lost in the sensation of member throbbing and pulsing as it shot out every bit of seed within him. Her pussy seemed desperate to milk him for everything he had, constricting and contracting his head and shaft with velvety, soaking warmth.

The two collapsed into a mess on the bed, panting and sporadically groaning. Slowly, their breath returned, and the two stayed connected, the Knight's dick still deep inside her as various liquids leaked out of her. Locking eyes, they looked with affection towards one another, wondering how things might change now. Eventually, the Herald spoke.

“Bearer of the curse, once more I shall say it.” She said, a slight gleam in her eyes.

“I will always be by your side.”



