A recommendation for a Greatsword

After the Field Marshall told him he hadn't really lost the duel, she went to the other side. Knowing she had held back in her last attack, Jay finally had an idea of how powerful she really was.

He watched her slender back as she began to talk to some officers over there. The blonde girl was also with them and threw Jay a glare he couldn't really classify.

Jay then went over to where Shalina was discussing something with Nara, Lina and two other agents. But all he could understand from their talks was "...if he was given a bit more time, I'd say it no longer would be a safe bet." stated by the AI:7 leader.

As he arrived they all congratulated him on his performance and once she had the opportunity, Nara whispered to him that he should come by the next morning as they had found some information he would be quite interested in. But that was all she could tell him as the next moment a pair of soldiers arrived and excused themselves that they had to guide Jay towards the main building.

Hurriedly saying his goodbyes, Jay followed the two men as they led him to the same small room he had waited in previously. They again helped him with the armor he still wore, what took some time, and asked what kind of clothes he preferred for the banquet.

To his request they presented Jay a plain white silk shirt and a smooth dark brown leather pant from the army stock a little while later.

Washed up and with new clothes, Jay later got guided down through the lobby and towards the dining hall. Most of the guests seemed to have arrived already, even though it was only late afternoon. There were of course none of the normal soldiers but only high ranking officers and a few guests so the hall wasn't too crowded.

His place at the table was between two men at about the middle of the table. Once they introduced themselves he learned they were instructors at the training field. When the surrounding officers were about to introduce themselves as well, they got interrupted as Field Marshall Whitmore herself entered the room and all went silent.

Even Jay rose from his seat like everyone else, though he didn't salute her and only smiled. Whitmore asked her guests to sit down and took the seat at the head of the table herself. Once again the blonde girl accompanied her and sat down to her side.

A second later the first waiters entered and started to serve the first drinks.

Like he had expected, the officers around him asked Jay countless questions about the duel and his fighting style during the whole meal that followed. Most questions were about him being a magic swordsman as some claimed to have seen him use magic in the match. Whenever he looked over to the Field Marshall she seemed to notice it and only threw him a smile back.

That was something he couldn't expect from the girl next to her who still eyed him with some disdain. A bit of curiosity seemed to be present as well though whenever she peeked over to him in between.

The early dinner took over two hours and Jay had seen it slowly turn dark when the first guests took their leave. Only once all of them who had not been from the military where gone, Whitmore rose from her chair as well. She looked a bit displeased but still asked her officers to continue as long as they wanted even if she took her leave.

The blonde girl followed her without saying anything or looking back.

Jay used this moment to try and analyze her. What he read once the small screen appeared before his eyes shocked Jay for real. She was none other than the Kingdom's sword Princess he had heard talks about here and there.

Her name Chloe Rosaria of Arathor, her age with 22 years and her Job called Blade Dancer at Level 28, as well as her whopping Base Level 40 was all Jay could read though.

All else that he had seen was that the skill list looked quite long before he had to hurriedly close the status window. Seemingly having noticed Jay's action, the beauty had turned around and directly looked at him.

To his surprise it was a look of pure curiosity this time, so he threw her a wide smile. Without any real reaction she then turned around again and hurried after Whitmore who had vanished out of Jay's sight at that point.

Not five minutes later, Jay had barely emptied his glass, a guard came over to him and stated he had been asked to bring him to Whitmore's office. As she had told Jay that she wanted to gift him something for the duel and more of the other attendants had left as well, Jay followed the man.

Outside the office where he had to wait a bit, Jay heard a loud discussion from behind the door. It was something like "mistaken" and "not a match" coming from the Field Marshal like Jay guessed, but he had never heard her getting so loud.

The next second the door flew open as "...we'll see about that!" rang in his ears as a short blonde flash nearly crashed into Jay. As he had stood directly in front of the door and Chloe had still been looking back it had been nearly inevitable. But he narrowly dodged and greeted her friendly again when she looked at him baffled.

With only a snort and turning around, the Princess soon was out of sight and Jay knocked onto the still open door.

After being asked to enter, Jay saw Whitmore for the first time in civil clothes. She had changed her neat uniform for a loose shirt and sat behind her desk. It seemed like her mood had gotten even worse than at the table, but as she saw it was him, Jay thought he saw a faint smile on her face.

Once she had asked him to take a seat and he did so, the Marshall walked around her desk and continued.

"I have to admit, it had been the best duel in ages for me." W.

"You had to hold back in the end… otherwise the shield you used would surely have broken to pieces upon impact!" J.

"...as well as you pretty face and skull, yes. But the duel was unfair to begin with." W.

"I still had to resort to magic in the end and lost." J.

"That's exactly what was unfair: A duel with a magic swordsman that is prohibited to use magic?" W.

Deciding to not argue any longer, Jay kept silent and let the Marshall compliment him for his speed and precision in the fight. Especially the feat of snatching her pendant had impressed her a lot.

At this point Jay asked if she wanted it back while he was about to fetch it from his inventory. But Whitmore told him he could keep it as a trophy and that those weren't very rare for training.

To his "Trophy for what?" she only rolled her eyes and commented that she would have been hard pressed if he could have used spells. But then she had a pondering expression and Jay couldn't help but ask what had come to her mind.

Her question was why out of all weapons he had chosen the swords as he could already have guessed she would use a shield. A great-sword would have worked many times better for countering that and he had the perfect build for it as far as she could see.

Jay could only shrug as he told her that he simply was missing the skill for great-swords. On his question about what she meant with the build, Whitmore smiled and while summing up up his attributes "tall, fast..." she got a bit closer until she toughed his left biceps while ending her short list "...and muscular".

In the next second she had leaned back again and asked what he wanted as reward for the duel. She had already promised him something and would keep her word.

Without second thought, Jay blurted out that he'd have loved some skillbooks or a nice sword as he wasn't really short on money. But to him a reward really was not needed as he had seen the duel as a very good training, something he hadn't thought possible in the beginning.

Whitmore once again got a bit closer and Jay in the first moment thought he might have gone to far and offended her. But then he noticed her sly smile and she stated that those demands shouldn't pose a problem.

Her next comment though brought a change to the situation:

"If you've seen it as training, then how about trying a different type of sword training?" W.

Not entirely sure he really got her intention right, Jay was completely baffled. All he could press out in time not to really offend her was a "...H-here?" as he looked around in the office to not meet her eyes.

Chuckling to his reaction but taking it as consent, Whitmore grabbed one of his hands and pulled him from the chair. She then guided him over to a double door at the side and into the bedroom behind it.

It was more lascivious than he would have guessed and a lot more womanly. But he didn't have time to look around as he directly got brought over to the bed and pushed onto it.

It felt like he had no say in the matters to come once again, but not in a bad way.

Sitting on his lap as he lay flat on the bed, the short haired blonde unbuttoned her blouse a bit unceremoniously. In no time her pretty flat chest and well toned upper body came within Jay's view. The straightforward woman seemed not to care about kissing or showing much emotion.

With not unpracticed movements she began to unbutton Jay's pants next. Once she was done, she pulled them slightly down together with his shorts while still kneeling over it. After inhaling sharp upon the sight that presented itself to her, she couldn't help but give a comment.

"This will definitely be no shorts-word training!" W.

Grabbing the still flaccid tool lightly with her hand, Whitmmore finally swung her legs over Jay and knelt next to him. While caressing the slowly growing manhood she started to unbutton her pant as well.

She only stopped once to pull her tight pants down and then continued to rub Jay's little buddy until it got rock hard while doing the same to her already dripping slit how jay could see.

"Oh yeah, this definitely is some great-sword ...time to polish it!" W.

Still stupefied by her wordings, Jay got straddled again the next second. The slim blonde positioned herself perfectly like she did in the duel and then lowered her rump, directly impaling herself.

And she went deep right from the start, giving off an equally deep moan.

Starting to move her hips in circles the moment she got his tool in showed Jay she wasn't unaccustomed to this.

That circling turned into serious humping over the next minutes while getting harder and faster. At a certain point, Whitmore suddenly grabbed Jay's jaw, leaned down and planted a deep and slightly forced kiss on him.

From then on they slid their hands over each other's body and touched every nook and cranny until Jay reached her flat chest.

At that moment she swiftly pushed his hands down.

Getting that she didn't like it, Jay instead grabbed her firm and not so small butt to help her humping movements. Thanks to his support and pressing her a bit down, he managed to completely bury his massive shaft inside her. But the result was that at this moment, Whitmore suddenly arched back and screamed out loud as she climaxed.

Sitting straight on Jay's lap and touching the slight bulge on not only her lower stomach, the mature blonde needed some time to calm down. Once her breathing had returned to about normal, Jay used his strength to throw her back and rolled onto her while still sticking deep in her wet tunnel.

At first she got surprised and seemed a bit opposed to him taking up missionary position, but eased up after he started to move his hips.

Jay had decided to counter her roughness with softness and leaned down to kiss her. While at it, he guided both er hands up until he could hold them together with his firm grip in one hand.

He then slid down the other again until he reached her flat chest again. At first she halfheartedly tried to free her arms and then glared angry at him, but Jay simply rammed his hips forward very hard.

This stimulus broke her expression and so he continued with the deep ramming while carefully groping her chest.

Once he reached one of her soft and small nipples and lightly pinched it, Jay felt Whitmore tighten around his throbbing tool. To confirm it he did the same with her other cherry and again she tightened down there.

Getting another idea, Jay broke their kisses and bent down to nibble on one of the nipples. As he didn't cease circling and pumping with his hips, the result was her back arching up once more as she reached her peak yet again.

This time Jay managed to lengthen it though as he kept on ramming deep inside her until he reached his maximum as well.

One after another he shot his load inside her while the Field Marshall kept quivering.

As he was done and stopped pressing himself in deep, she finally calmed down as well. Still holding her arms around his neck after she pulled Jay in for another kiss, another comment escaped the slender beauties lips.

"You DO have skill with the greatsword!" W.

"Not really much, but therefore I got some endurance…" J.

This time Jay countered her comment and surprised her a bit with this. The next moment she noticed what he had meant as his boner was still going strong.

After her asking "for real?" she rolled Jay to the side, trying to once again straddle him. In the process of position swapping, Jay slid out of her and she noticed that she leaked quite the amount at that time.

Following a questioning look to him, she slid her hand through between her legs and lifted it up, just to lick it and taste his milk. Surprised by her actions, Jay saw her slowly shake her head in disbelief until she swung her leg over him again. This time though, she went the other way around so her back faced him.

Leaning on the pillows, Jay saw her grab his throbbing tool and guide it while she lowered her hips back. She didn't put him back in directly but slid his glans through her slimy wet crack while she used her other hand to lubricate herself with some of Jay's load that she was leaking.

Then she leaned back once again and pressed herself onto his tip. At last second she changed the angle though and Jay felt himself enter a very narrow space that he hadn't expected.

Whitmore really had swapped for he other hole and didn't hold back to impale herself thoroughly right from the start.

Her lubricating herself had worked out well and so she directly swung her hips back and forth, while getting Jay deeper in by the second.

The ride was even harder than before and Jay had to grind his teeth in between as it sometimes prickled.

When she slowed down a bit again, Whitmore leaned back to lay onto Jay. Over her shoulder they started kissing again and she even guided his hands towards her flat chest. The moment Jay fumbled them with her agreement she started twitching again.

And as her went for her nipples, she once again reached her peak.

Once more she arched her back and bucked her hips but didn't stop riding his massive tool. She even slumped down on it so hard, it got buried to the root.

And just at that moment she even squirted a tide that Jay saw spraying out between her legs from over her shoulder.

It took her a few minutes until she had calmed down again and her full body blush receded.

They sat up together and looked down to where they were connected next, just to find a complete mess there. He leaned back a bit again from this awkward position while she breathed out deep, then she grabbed Jay's thoroughly soaked balls and lifted her butt up.

Sliding her hand up and stroking his still hard member, the Marshall presented him her wide gaping hole. The next moment she leaned forwards and went on her knees, just to look back over her shoulder a second later.

"How long do you intend to keep me waiting? It's not like I ever present myself this way… or got filled up like this..." W.