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She had gotten use to their difference in size over time. It wasn't that much different than anyone else compared to her seeing how tiny she was. Yet for someone so large, he was very gentle and sweet. Her very own knight she would think despite her being no princess. How he treated her was something special from the gestures to things far more intimate.

Yet they had not gotten that far. Nill worried about it being something to do with her lithe frame and him being too courteous to suggest it. So she took in her own hands by acting as flirty as she could or knew how to be. Such was harder on the account of being mute, but her suggestions when through and eventually lead them to his room after a session of kissing.

The nightgown that adorned her was limp from being too large. It did its part in covering her for the time being and it did nothing in hindering her wings; both of them shaking from time to time in excitement and slight concern. Gold hair hung over her shoulders as she climbed closer to him intent on going the whole way, but first she wanted to sooth him into it.

After all, he was her knight.

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The knight had been fond of Nill almost immediately, first from mere association with the girl he still considered to be his one true love. But his affection for her wasn't simply vicarious and hadn't been from very early on. She was sweet and a little tragic, but all the more pleasant to be around for it. His friendship with her had involved him both spoiling her rotten and playfully teasing her in his oddly deadpan way.

He had been quite oblivious to her flirtations at first, being a bit slow in some ways, but once he had picked it up he'd fallen towards her wishes straight away. Especially when she had picked up that he was partial to a nice rear, which he'd noticed she had.

His armour had mostly faded by now, broken into tiny fragments that ceased to exist to show his athletic physique. Indications of his artificial nature remained, diagonal streaks of red silken material replacing his skin in diagonal tiger stripes along his torso, shrinking in size as they went down, a thick 'M' from the linked marks on his chest and two sections of his upper arms. His cloak remained, hanging off of him much like her gown.

He took Nill's face in his hands as she approached, his thumbs rolling in small strokes across her cheeks as he tried to calm her concern and increase her excitement. His face was turning as red as his hair, yet a smile was on his face all the same. He was as excited as her, drawing her closer to rest on his chest so he could kiss her once more. Passionate but gentle.

If she were not mute, there surely would have been some laughter in the air. He made her feel good. More than good even as there in that moment she felt quite warm and safe. It was a smile for smile as he stroked her cheeks and brought a deeper shade of red to her face.

Dainty fingers traced about his torso where they could. Nill was no stranger to scars and other adjustments. Her very wings were not normal and did nothing for her above appearances.

Closer she crept at his bidding until curling into his chest with her wide blue eyes looking up at him. Her heart was racing and a muscles near demanded that she did- well something. All the excitement made it hard to lay still so kissing him was exactly what she aimed to do.

She was still surprised to say the least that his attraction seem to focus on her read. It was not the nicest, but firm and round where it counted. Perhaps she thought it was more how cute than anything and if Nill could be seen as anything it was certainly cute above all.

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It wouldn't be hard for Nill to find that those parts of him that were more obviously synthetic were somewhat sensitive. His breathing hitched a little as her fingers travelled across the sleek material. Nothing too drastic, but enough to notice.

He'd matched her blue gaze with his red, absolute affection in his eyes. He could feel her blood pumping through the proximity, his Response System amplifying his senses to take in every single detail of the moment.

As the kiss began, his hands remained on Nill's face only for a moment. Instead they travelled down her neck and around her shoulders, guiding her long hair across her back as he followed down her figure. He liked a petite girl and indeed it was how cute she was that attracted him. It was why, in his typical teasing nature that showed how much he liked her, his hands went all the way around her to give her backside a soft groping. It was as much for his satisfaction as it was to tell her she could be as bold as she liked.

Now she'd made it clear she was attracted to him, he had no intention of holding back his affections after all.

An inaudible squeak left her lips at the playful grope to her back side. Her heart jumped in some surprise at the act, but it was not new as it was sudden. Her lips parted from his with a great smile before sitting up on his torso.

She understood that she was being let loose so the speak. Still Nill was a tame sort and did not have something crazy in the cards. At least not at the moment for she was sure her heart would beat right out of her chest if she were to do something drastic.

Instead she climbed lower until hovering over the helm of his pans. Fingers picked at the fabric in earnest to free him, yet she was unsure how to go about the business of pleasing him from there. Her eyes would flash between looking to him and back down all while holding a dear smile about her.

Eventually she did get him loose and took to feeling him up. She knew more than the bare basics, but she had to admit his size was much larger than she thought would fit.

The knight's response was not as silent as his mute partner, a small laugh as he felt air escape her in lieu of noise. He was happy to lay back as she parted, giving her a smile that matched her own. He was glad to see her happy.

As she moved, his armour retracted as it had before. First breaking apart into tiny fragments which then faded into nothingness, a little burst of silvery light the only indication it was ever there. A thin layer of material similar to his fabricated skin was on his legs, which went the way of his armour as she pulled at it, leaving only small streaks of it on his inner thigh and around his knees. Thus, he was completely nude and reacting favourably to her touches.

"Ah... You have nice hands" he hushed at her as he stroked her hair, propped up on one elbow to watch her at work. She may have had darting eyes, but he was intent on her, the only sign of mild embarrassment his red cheeks.

Her lips mouth out a thank you and giggle. Even now he was acting so knightly giving her compliments and stroking her hair. The lines where fabrication met real, or what she could assume to be real, where traced again. He was manufactured like her, but for very different purposes.

The daze of tracing broke when her fingers cut close to his member already stiffening from the touching and unintentional teasing from her. She swallowed and wrapped her hand around top below the head and began stroking slowly.

The darting of her eyes returned to make sure was doing right. He seemed to react fine and much to her silent embarrassment. When he was stiff enough, she leaned in took the head and felt with her tongue. Then gradually she began to bob back and forth without taking too much of him in, her hands tracing and stroking what she could not.

She was not sure how long or much it would take to get to reach climax, but she was intent on doing it this way and more if her body allowed it. Her body certainly did like it as that all too familiar heat built in her stomach and between her legs.

In truth the knight was entirely fabricated, a mechanical man made from artificial flesh and blood. A living doll was the term he most often used. He truly didn't feel shame or lament being as such, although the circumstances that followed was different.

He took a deep breath as Nill began to stroke him, a simple but encouraging sound as his chest expanded and contracted. But it was the use of her tongue was what got his lips to part with a huff of pleasure. With his courteous and selfless nature as a lover he was rarely treated to such attention. Usually he was giving that treatment, which he enjoyed anyway. Nill's mouth was a rare delight then.

Every part of his length was taken care of by her hands if not her mouth. He twitched in her mouth, breathing controlled but powerful. He didn't stop stroking her hair and took the time to praise the girl too. "That's really good... Keep going."

In this way she did not need to speak or rather was not able to. It did not bother her nearly as much as it use to. People learned to understand her by gesture or simply looking upon her.

Nill was glad to her it as well as see the reaction in his breathing. All that mean she was doing a good job for all her lack of knowing. Everything tried to move in a uniformed fashion from the bobbing of her to the stroking of her hands. Course lapping at him and swirling about his head with her tongue placed a hindrance on moving, but he seemed to enjoy it.

All the while it was making her body warm. The act did nothing for her in a physical sense, but her body was well warmed by the notion of pleasing him. Her legs and head felt weak and light as the former shook every so often when a strong wave hit her. At this rate she would well be damp long before he touched her there and what he did do was wonderful in girl's eyes.

It had been a bit difficult for them to communicate at first, until he had learned her quirks. The knight was in some ways a bit oblivious to other people's feelings, even when he was sensitive to them when he knew they were there. It was why he'd spoilt her as a friend right up until the moment she'd shown she wanted him to be more, when he'd complied with passion and care.

Now he was in tune with her, he could tell how Nill was growing aroused by pleasuring him. In turn, that excited him. One of his great delights was his partner's pleasure. An odd cycle it was then, his abdomen tensing tightly as he gasped a little. "Nill...A little longer and I'll..."

He didn't complete his sentence, what he meant clear enough. He still had some trouble speaking of sexual matters, even if he was well versed in performing them.

He did not have to tell her verbally when his very body gave the sign away. Nill was new to the ordeal of sex. Aspects were understood and some experimentation had occurred on her own, course nothing did stand up to the real thing. There was much more to it than getting off and from the beginning she had a good grasp of that point.

It was a gesture of affection when done right and that was precisely what she was aiming to do. This was not lust, but a purer form if such a thing could be considered in a way. It was passion, a deep caring for someone else to please them and in turn please themselves.

A little longer made her dip in lower taking more of his length in. Her hands rubbed along his shaft pushing him further to the point of climaxing. The taste was of no concern of hers, but she did want to make sure to take it all down. That was appealing she thought and that went hand and hand in her wanting to please him fully.

Nill was compatible with him in that respect. Frankly for him sex without affection just didn't do it for him. On the other hand, the experience was greatly enhanced by real feelings. He could tell that Nill wanted him happy, enough to offer her body and service to him.

For a man literally mass produced in a forge and placed on a battlefield to fight until he died, without a single person in the world caring for him...It was like magic. It made his dull grey life into something colourful and wonderful.

Nill got just as she wanted. With a low groan of pure pleasure, he reached his climax in her mouth, now he knew she wanted it there. It was a good mouthful or two, but he couldn't really hold it back. Once he was done, he remained as completely hard as he been moments ago. His stamina was infinite and he would always be erect so long as he was aroused.

"Oh, Nill... That was wonderful," he praised her in a husky voice.

She knew what it was like to be seen as nothing more than a body. She did have the fortune of being saved from it, but her savior did not display affection beyond a brotherly sort. It was by chance she fell into his hands and more than chance she fell for him.

Her hands did not cease stroking as he came. The first pulse was heavy, but she managed to swallow it down. She had not expected it the be that much and was finding fast there it more than plentiful.

Each pulse was meet with gulping. Soon her small mouth was not able to contain it all leaving a trail leaking from the corner of her lips. She did get most of it and of that she was sure by the comforting warmth and fullness of her stomach.

Afterward she cleaned him and herself taking care to lick up every bit. Cleaned and very read, Nill rose and positioned herself over his still erect member. Carefully she lowered until bracing his tip. Her breath was short and face a deep red, but she was ready and nodded to him that was so.

Even if the knight had not had a computer memory, he was entirely sure he could never forget the sight and feel of her throat flexing as she swallowed his cum, using her hands to ensure nothing was left. Sure enough she had not been able to swallow it all down, but the small white path running down her face made the sight fascinating. And it ensured he had the chance to see her cleaning up every last drop. He wondered internally if she enjoyed it as a taste, but didn't ask.

He'd been surprised though by just how quickly Nill had moved on, if only a little. She must have gotten really excited! But he couldn't say he hadn't been, and he'd had an orgasm to abate it. Sitting up some, his hands took her hips and he brought them chest to chest. Or as close as they could with their height difference.

"If it hurts, let me know..." He breathed to her, always concerned for her. But when he next spoke it was less of concern and more perhaps teasing. "And do the same if it feels good."

With that, he eased her down, aware of how she might find him uncomfortable until she got used to it.

The taste was not particularly good or bad. Strange she would admit upon asked, but not so much that she was unwilling to clean it all up. How warm and filling it was did leave a lasting impression on her leaving her to question how it would feel elsewhere.

Her question would be answered soon enough and was dropped in favor of listening to him. She nodded with a light smile and the weight of his hands on her hips brought a sense of protection to her. He would do no harm intentionally and she knew already it would hurt at first.

With a size like his it surely would hurt, but she would manage and take what she could of him inside. As he guided her down, discomfort came leaving her to tense of up. There wasn't much inside at all yet, so she went on giving him a soft look and slipping down more.

Right now it hurt more than it felt good. Yet she could feel the latter growing and her wet walls were more willing to accept him as they went on.

He was perfectly fine with taking it slowly and making sure his friend wasn't hurt more than was strictly necessary before the pain gave way to pleasure. Whilst he could usually be taken by larger women without as much time, Nill was small and he felt she was delicate in body if not in mind. She would certainly need time to adjust.

Whenever she tensed, he would hold her still for a while until she felt ready to let more of him inside her. It was difficult at times, his own body yearning for hers. But he controlled himself, nuzzling his chin and cheek against the top of her head and muttering encouragement to her. There was no doubting that she was exceptionally precious to him.

For that she was thankful. He did not push her or force her to do more, just allowed her to take him in at her pace. Her smaller size did have be taken in consideration, but what it was worth it meant she would feel that much more of him.

After a few times of testing the water, Nill was ready to take him further and faster. The pain did give way to pleasure making her lower stomach turn hotter and heavier with each thrust. Her hands were never far from touching him somehow either holding or caressing.

It was not long before she was not about to hold back and with a silent gasp came. Her body trembled at the waves of pleasure and her hips shook for a second before picking back up and riding her orgasm out with thrust, her insides much tighter and sensitive from the orgasm.

By the time Nill was able to fully take him, the knight was quite eager himself. In the same way her small size meant she felt him more than most, it meant she was a tight fit. A very welcome one, as she was as wet and warm as one could want.

He rolled with her motions, his capacity for learning and improving as he performed an action kicking in. Quickly he was matching her perfectly. Her hands touching his sensitive red areas had him excited. But what really pushed him was the way she squeezed and tightened around him when her orgasm struck. The knowledge that she was feeling pleasure helped him along and they went as one.

An almost identical amount of seed flowed into her body, the same that had given her a full feeling in her stomach. It flowed freely, not stopping thrusting inside of her until they were both done. Yet he was still completely erect and throbbing within her.

The feeling of being filled was amazing. Her body felt as though it would melt away from the heat radiating from her sex. It left her panting and flushed with her hands holding tightly to whatever they could find.

All of it was nearly too much. So mind numbing and wonderful that she was unaware everything but that pleasure shaking her small body. As her orgasm high began to run off though, Nill began to take notice of after effects and fast.

She felt fuller along with that pleasant warmth in her belly, but it was not stopping. If anything it was increasing as the fullness went from feeling good to too much. It was as if she had eaten far too much and it was showing. Her once too large night gown was fitting to her middle where a slight rise had come from filling her.

The pain was minute over all, but the sensation of being so filled was one she thoroughly enjoyed. Enough so that she wanted to have more. So in her shaking, she began taking him in again to get more.

The knight didn't need to physically recover for even a second, he needed a brief moment to mentally get himself back together after having such an intense orgasm. Nill was just so incredibly tight yet without a painful pinch. That helped it, but the fact he could make someone so precious to him feel pleasure had made it really work. He'd always given more than most men, but never so much as that.

She was clinging to him, so close he could feel the way her figure changed a bit. He'd had great concern instantly, but he just couldn't stop himself. He had been just about to ask if she was all right, when she started to move again. That answered his question. With a huff of pleasure, he shifted his hands from her hips to her rear, giving a squeeze as he helped her to rise and fall on his length. "Ah... You really liked that?"

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