Chapter 5 - Leonie/Lysithea B Support

Preface: I wanted to do post time-skip initially but found the support didn’t really lend itself to that. Thus, I decided to simply change Lysithea’s age to be one year older, in this story she’s 16. This is also my first futa on female fic so if you wanted more of the same sorry. 

Leonie-Lysithea B

Leonie walked into Lysithea’s chambers as the afternoon sun shone through the windows. Having finished her lunch, Leonie knew that Lysithea would be researching as always, she thought it would be nice to offer some help. Maybe if she did the girl would stop overworking herself “Hey, I'm about to take out the trash. Got anything you want me to take?” Lysithea, still preoccupied with the tome in front of her, motioned to the substantial buildup of papers on the side of her desk saying “Uh, how about these? Just some old study notes of mine.”

Leonie, always hesitant to dispose of anything of even slight value, questioned “Wow, that's quite the pile there. You sure it's all fine to throw away?” Lysithea set her at ease, explaining “Of course. It's all safely stored in my brain now. If I concentrate, I can access any of it with ease.” Leonie gave a rueful smile; she had quickly become acquainted with Lysithea’s towering intellect. Before she left, Leonie let her admiration be known “Why am I not surprised? I wish I had even half your power of concentration. OK, here we go. Ugh...this is pretty heavy! Well, it'll be a good workout. Oh, but you were telling me not to take my training so lightly. Still, can't hurt to get a little exercise in. I'll just take it at a run. See you later!”

As Leonie left Lysithea watched her and considered, even after she left Lysithea couldn’t help but think of the admiration she had been offered so genuinely. She had always found Leonie to be beautiful, even if she was unrefined, her lack of preening wasn’t messy like Ignatz but practical. Her utilitarian haircut simply spoke to how hard she worked and how little time she had for frivolity. An important and admirable trait they both shared. Leonie had carried Lysithea when she fainted, yet she hadn’t repaid her and instead had dissected Leonie’s training methods. It had been a way to try to impress her and demonstrate her maturity. Instead Lysithea had done little beyond expose her own insecurity. Seeing now that Leonie was honest, humble, and understanding Lysithea realized she should speak to Leonie tonight and just tell her the truth.

Later that night, as Lysithea entered Leonie’s room, she found the older girl fletching an arrow. Seeing she had a guest she smiled and addressed Lysithea as she finished arranging the feather just so “Hm? What is it, Lysithea? Was there something in that pile of paper you wanted to hang on to, after all?” Lysithea was unaccustomed to apologizing, let alone expressing admiration and romantic feelings and struggled to find the right words saying “No, that's not it. There's just...something I want to say to you. I'm sorry for saying your way of doing things was inefficient. You've clearly grown plenty strong, doing things as you have. Not to mention multitasking and training in that way surely presents interesting challenges.” Leonie, understanding as ever, made it clear that Lysithea had never left her good graces “Well, sure. But, if everyone has their own methods, then your methods aren't wrong either. All you did was share with me, so there's no need for apologies. Still, it's probably me to imitate your levels of focus and concentration. How do you even manage to throw yourself into only one thing like that?” 

Lysithea, not expecting to have to explain herself, hinted at the sad truth “I haven't much choice—I can't waste even a single moment.” Leonie responded, not grasping the underlying darkness, relating it to her own work ethic and ambition. “I can understand that. I'm sort of the same way. I hate feeling like I'm not getting enough work done. Anyway, you should just do what works for you. You've got something you want to achieve, right? That's why you feel pressured to study so hard.” Lysithea, still caught up in trying to wrench her thoughts away from the pit, responded absently “Yes...” Leonie merely took this as an indication of remaining guilt and made it clear she was more than happy to help “Then focus on what matters to you. Leave the rest to people who have the time for it. And hey, if you need any heavy lifting done, you know where to go! The way I see it, it's all training.”

Lysithea smiled, never disappointed with the depths of Leonie’s generous and supporting nature “You know, Leonie. You're so kind, so strong...” Leonie was finally taken off guard responding in surprise “Whoa. What's with the compliments all of a sudden?” Lysithea, having never felt like this about anyone, prevaricated “I was just thinking what incredible partner you'd make. Really, you've got all of the perfect qualities!” Leonie was dumbfounded by the totally unexpected near confession blurting out “What?!” Lysithea, still unwilling to directly confess, reaffirmed her praise “I'm not simply saying that. I say what I mean, and I mean what I say.” Leonie was still shocked, blindsided by the romantic nature of Lysithea’s statement even as she flushed, simply musing on the strangeness of the interaction “Ha, you're making me blush! What a strange way to compliment someone.”

Finally accepting she would need to be direct Lysithea queried Leonie “Is it so strange, that I would have feelings for you Leonie? Could you never think of me as anything but a child in need of help?” The confusion on Leonie’s countenance mixed with uncertainty “It’s not that, though being three years older is a big difference. I just don’t see how a fancy, genius noble like you would be interested in a simple girl like me.” Lysithea calmly dismissed Leonie’s concerns “Do I seem like Lorenz to you? Nobody can save house Ordelia, least of all myself. But that isn’t what I intend to speak of. I need to know; do you feel as I do?” Leonie still seemed somewhat conflicted but bore a hint of a nervous smile nodding as she replied, “You’re amazing Lysithea, if you really thought about this, I want you too.” Lysithea simply smiled before leaning forward, slightly tilting her head to kiss the larger woman. 

They kissed intensely for a time, holding one another tightly, before Lysithea pulled back. She panted as she said “I’ve never done anything like this, I never thought I had the time…” Leonie gave one of her comforting smiles responding “That’s no problem! First we should probably lose the clothes.” Lysithea merely nodded, happy to be directed in this capacity, as she began to undress. Leonie followed suit and soon they both stood before one another entirely unencumbered. Lysithea drank in the sight of Leonie’s toned body, her wide hips and powerful thighs, her round breasts which sat high on her chest. Leonie appreciated Lysithea’s more petite form, her smooth porcelain skin, her small but perky breasts, nipples hidden by Lysithea’s silken white hair. Though not as broad as her own hips Lysithea was still curvy.

Leonie’s expression once again became one of shock as she looked down and took in the sight of the big, half hard dick and huge sack between Lysithea’s pale thighs. It was already bigger than the endowments of every mercenary and farm boy she had ever been with and they had varied in size. Seeing this hesitation Lysithea tensed up as she began to explain “Maybe I should have warned you about this, it’s normal for nobles but it probably seems wrong to you?” Leonie shook her head again and caressed Lysithea’s shoulders to try to get her to relax as she explained “You got nothing to explain, I paid attention in Manuela’s class, I just had no idea you nobles are like this all the time. I thought it would be a small thing used to pass down crests not… this. Really, it might make all this even better.” In response to her soothing words and touch Lysithea relaxed. Her endowment grew in response, now rock hard and throbbing. Lysithea, still a little uncertain, said “If it’s too big we can ju-“ Leonie interrupted as she fell to her knees saying “Are you kidding? I’m not just giving up!” 

Lysithea could only watch with anticipation as Leonie began to stroke the monster in front of her. Now so close to her challenge at its full-strength Leonie marveled at the size of the thing, it was half again longer than her former biggest. But most of all the pillar was fat, maybe twice as thick, she had her work cut out for her.  She licked the pre that had beaded on the tip, savoring the powerful taste, before engulfing the giant head; her hands continuing to work the shaft as her mouth tried to adjust to the size of the thing. Lysithea gasped and sighed, hands clenched at her sides, as Leonie worked her way down the shaft. Soon it bumped the back of her throat and Leonie realized it was just too wide. Not one to be defeated she reluctantly let it slip from her mouth and began to vigorously to jerk the impressive rod. Not satisfied with merely using her hands she licked the pre that continued to bead at the tip one last time before going below to lavish kisses and suck on Lysithea’s huge nuts. Lysithea could only squirm and let out cute yelps as her huge package was serviced.

Lysithea’s gasps turned to near hysterical wails and she barely managed to squeak out “Leo- Leonie I…” Leonie pulled back but continued her vigorous jerking as she asked “What-“ She was interrupted as a cry burst forth from Lysithea, a fat rope of Lysithea’s seed shooting across Leonie’s face, painting a line from her orange hair to her open mouth. Darting her head forward she quickly took as much of the shaft as possible into her mouth as she began swallowing to keep up with the rate at which she was being filled. Just as Leonie began to fear she couldn’t keep up with the seemingly ceaseless discharge Lysithea’s first release waned as she began to pant for air. Leonie savored the flavor before giving one last suck and pulling back breathless. She looked at the still hard glistening cock before her before she quickly stood up before addressing her lover “Wow you were really pent up, huh? Well that was a nice snack. Hope you’re ready for the main course!” Still breathing heavily Lysithea managed to give a dumb smile and nod which prompted Leonie to playfully push her down to the bed. Lysithea gasped and began to sit up but Leonie was already on top of her, straddling the woman’s narrower thighs. 

Leonie gasped, before she reassured Lysithea, as she rubbed her long since wet sex along the glistening pillar “Don’t worry, I’ve done this before.” Lysithea’s glassy eyes regained some of their focus, as she realized what this could mean, hesitantly saying “Are you sure we should do this, couldn’t you become with child?” Leonie smiled as she answered back “I take Manuela’s herbs for that, it’s fine.” With that Lysithea nodded as Leonie began to slowly lower herself on the massive endowment. Leonie let out a shuddering breath as the huge thing slowly spread her so very wide. It wasn’t quick or easy but when she finally bottomed out, she felt giddy, overwhelmed with fullness and satisfaction. Lysithea for her part gasped and squirmed, inadvertently stirring her fat cock around driving them both higher. Leonie moaned as she used her powerful legs to lift herself high enough that only the fat tip remained inside her. Servicing the huge rod that now stretched her so exquisitely had her worked up, she was already close. As she dropped down to the base, the thick round cheeks of her ass jiggled as she was suddenly impaled again sending her over the edge. Crying out as her quim gripped at Lysithea, trying to milk more seed from the younger woman, she quivered around the huge rod. Lysithea gasped as she was massaged, assailed also by the feeling of their mixed juices gushing down to coat the base of her shaft and her sack.

Lysithea, concerned by the hysterical noises coming from Leonie, queried her “Is it too much?” Leonie regained enough composure to grin stupidly saying “It’s perfect.” Before leaning over, grasping Lysithea’s perky breasts for leverage as she began to rapidly buck her hips up and down taking her deep again and again. Lysithea could only try to keep her wailing to a reasonable volume as Leonie continually groped her and slammed herself down on the smaller woman’s fat cock. Leonie’s rounded rear shook back and forth as she rode the smaller woman at a fevered pace. As the cacophony of their moans grew Leonie’s tanned skin shone with the sweat provoked by her frantic riding. Lysithea grasped the blankets and began to buck back in time with Leonie. Leonie’s curves jiggled in response to their rhythm and Leonie found herself reaching a second peak. Being pounded even faster by Lysithea’s thick rod heightened the already sublime pleasure, now remaining upright and crying out was all she could try to do as she received what she craved. Soon it became too much and she almost collapsed forward on to Lysithea before she suddenly stopped as if held up by strong invisible blanket. 

Leonie soon came back to her senses, a bit uncertain as she managed to ask, “Uh, Is this magic?” Lysithea explained “Don’t worry, you deserve a little break.” With that Leonie allowed herself to be lifted and rotated by some unseen force as Lysithea got up onto her knees. Leonie gasped as she felt the thick cock still deep inside her slowly rotate, now finding herself on all fours in front of Lysithea. Lysithea looked at the round, toned butt in front of her and began to knead it. This provoked a sigh from Leonie who shot a grin over her shoulder saying, “Having fun back there?” Lysithea smiled back, responding “It’s perfect.” Before she quickly drew back and drove forward deep into Leonie’s tightness. Leonie gasped and moaned, focusing on holding herself up with her elbows, her back arched to allow Lysithea’s huge dick to fill her as deep as possible. Leonie’s toes curled, overcome as Lysithea’s giant nuts crashed into her with every deep thrust. Lysithea grunted and sighed as she drove forward faster and faster, quickly beginning to sweat, not used to such physical exertion. Her long locks of white hair, displaced by her rutting, no longer exposed the curves of her perky, jiggling breasts.  Leonie was again overcome as her arms failed. She could only focus on crying her pleasure out into the bed below her and keeping her rear raised so the pillar so sublimely spreading her could continue its work. On the hands which greedily groped her quaking ass. As Leonie peaked yet again her quim spasmed finally succeeding in wringing the seed from Lysithea’s fat, pistoning cock. Lysithea cried out, as she hilted herself, blasting long jets of seed that painted Leonie’s womb white. Leonie mewled, filled so totally, she now felt her navel bulging ever so slightly. As they both basked in the afterglow Lysithea found herself exhausted, she could only lean over the butt she still gripped possessively, now panting for air.

Hearing Lysithea’s weariness, but feeling the dick which had only grown harder, Leonie realized the mage had reached the end of her modest stamina. Leonie, having found her second wind, knew she should take charge again. She got up and leaned back twisting to draw Lysithea into a brief kiss. Breaking the moment of intimacy Leonie pushed the compliant Lysithea down such that she could once again ride her, this time in reverse. Lysithea, still panting, gasped as Leonie again began to impale herself on Lysithea’s fat cock. Her pillar continued to stretch the overstuffed cunt which leaked cum with every thrust. Lysithea drank in the sight of Leonie’s rounded ass jiggling with every impact. The curves of her shaking breasts barely visible past the toned muscles of her back. Every time Leonie bottomed out the fat head slammed up into her cervix provoking shared whimpers and moans. Seed dripped down Lysithea’s huge sack, a stream produced by the fevered riding. Leonie bounced again and again until finally she threw her head back, letting out a ragged moan, as again she came on the turgid rod.

Seeing Leonie overcome Lysithea sat up as she spun her around using her magic. Leonie quickly understood and hooked one leg and then the other around the smaller woman’s curved hips. She used her legs to pull Lysithea down and draw her into a kiss. Lysithea’s petite breasts pressed into Leonie’s ample bust, their arms wrapping around one another tightly. They savored this moment of intimacy, but Leonie’s near insatiable need drove her to roll her hips, drawing a muffled moan from Lysithea. Soon the grinding became too much for Lysithea who drew back and slammed downward. Lysithea plowed her fat cock down into Leonie repeatedly, driving out more cum dripping across Leonie’s ass down to her bed. Her downward thrusts were matched by a buck of Leonie’s hips each time. Both let out moans as Lysithea’s rounded ass shook and clenched driving the pistoning which saw her huge nuts crashing into Leonie’s butt again and again. As their moans became breathless their pace grew fevered. Again, Leonie began to wail, heralding her final release. Her toes curled, as her cunt tightened, milking the giant invader. Lysithea was gripped so tightly she too cried out as she came a third time. She hilted herself as she fired rope after thick rope deep into Leonie.  Leonie let out a shuddering sigh, ecstatic as she was filled so thoroughly, again bulging slightly. They shared one final dazed kiss before Lysithea, softening, pulled out of Leonie’s immediately leaking, wrecked cunt with one final shared gasp. She collapsed next to Leonie, both panting, as they quickly found a satisfied sleep.

