“Because I'm a warrior, of course.”

Ystin cocked an eyebrow. “I find that one hard to believe. Any idiot, let alone any warrior, would know that armor is for offering protection.” She – and yes, Exoristos could tell that Ystin was lying through her teeth with her claims of being a man – pointed at all of Ex's exposed skin. “Just look at you. I've seen less flesh from women of the night.”

“Protection? HA!” Exoristos couldn't stifle her boisterous laugh. “True warriors need no protection! Kill them quick enough and they never have a chance to do you harm. When I was younger, it was a rite of passage to slay a harpy in the nude. I needed no protection then.”

“You slayed a harpy in the nude?”

“Fun to think about, isn't it? Me, in glorious battle, in all my glory.”

“One doesn't need much imagination, considering your 'armor,'” Ystin pointed out.

“Been letting your imagination go to work, then? Ha!” Ex gave Ystin her fiercest grin. “I guess I shouldn't be too surprised. My armor does get that reaction from men. You would know, wouldn't you, 'Sir' Ystin?”

“Anyone with eyes would know, you make it so obvoius.” She stepped back and spread her arms. “Now my armor not only hides my modesty-”

“-it also hides your gender, or so you think.”

“Not only does it hide my modesty, like a proper, honorable warrior should, but it offers true protection. What's the point of wearing anything less in battle?”

“I find that around here, being a woman in battle is a boon. Show some leg, some stomach, some tit, and you've got enough of a distraction to bring down any man.”

“And show enough of your back, and suddenly you have a target for spears, swords, and arrows.”

Ex shrugged. “Then don't get stabbed. It's a simple principle.”

“Yet one you don't seem to grasp. If you don't want to get stabbed, wear protection. The youngest of babes know this, and yet you, a self-proclaimed 'warrior,' can't seem to figure it out,” Ystin said, and before Ex could offer a retort, she continued, “Where do you come from, anyway? I can't imagine a warrior society where armor isn't worn.”

“I come from an island of warrior women to the south of here. You'd hate it there.”

“And why is that?”

Ex grinned. “Because they're all proud to be women.”

“And you think-”

“-I know, 'Sir' Ystin. You can bind your breasts all you want, but you can't hide the curve of your legs,” Exoristos traced her finger in the air, following the feminine curves of the Shining Knight's legs. “Or the shape of your eyes and jaw. Or your nose. Or,” Ex said with a smile, “Your ass. You wear your mail a bit too tight to hide yourself, 'Sir' Ystin.”

“I think you're confusing me with yourself. You're the one dumb enough to show off everything in the middle of battle.”

“And now we're back to this. The point, Ystin, is that if no one can touch me, it does not ma-”

She was cut off by Ystin's palm striking her stomach. Not as hard as she could, Ex could tell by the fact that she wasn't harmed (loathe as she was to admit it, Ystin was a knight, and an exceptional one at that), but hard enough to make sure that she noticed it.

“And if someone can touch you? What then?” Ex really hated Ystin's smile. So smug. “Your stomach is exposed.”

There was only one thing to do, Exoristos decided. Change the subject. “A lot is exposed.” She grabbed Ystin's wrist. “I'm surprised you went for the stomach. Most 'men' would have gone...” Ex moved Ystin's hand up to her breast, resting it on her breast, “Here.”

“I have my honor. I wouldn't strike a lady there. For certain definitions of 'lady,' of course.”

“Of course.” Ex could feel Ystin trying to pull her hand away, but she was stronger than Ystin, and held it there on her chest. She shoved her thigh between Ystin's, pressing it against her crotch. “I commend your honor, 'Sir,' not even the tiniest hint of a bulging codpiece. That must take quite the effort. How do you do it?”

Ystin pulled away, but Ex turned their bodies so that she could only back into a wall. Their faces were close, almost touching. “What are you-”

Ex took Ystin's hand off of her chest. And down beneath her skirt. The thought of taking Ystin and embracing the Shining Knight's womanhood, and making her embrace it, had Exoristos wet between her thighs. Ystin tried to pull away when she felt the moist curls of hair, but Ex held her hand there. More than held, she pushed Ystin's hand against her cunt.

Eventually Ystin's fingers started playing in Ex's nethers. Ex bucked forward, breathing hot and heavy on Ystin's cheeks. She let go of the knight's wrist after a while, no longer needing to hold her hand in place beneath her skirt.

“You seem to know what you're doing down there,” Ex moaned. “So tell me. Is all that honor just bullshit, or have you been practicing on yourself?”

“Maybe barbarians are just easy to please. Your lot does like things base and simple.”

“Where I come from, we know several quite sophisticated ways of pleasing women,” Ex said, managing to curl her lips into a grin despite their determination to stay hanging open and moaning. “Interested in feeling my delicate side?”

Ystin hesitated.

“You can think and fuck at the same time, I hope,” Ex said after a few seconds of Ystin's fingers not moving. “Don't tell me for all your boasting and supposed superiority you can't finish what you start.”

And that's when Ystin pinched Ex's clit and sent her screaming. It wasn't long before Ystin's aggressiveness had her coming hard. She slid down to her knees, her thighs and Ystin's hand covered in sticky wetness. “And my armor gives easy access to that. Advantage me.”

Ystin raised her nose and gave a snide grin. “A simple method on a simple woman. I've seen whores offer more of a challenge.”

“Visited a lot of whorehouses, have we?”

“Seen. On my quest I've come across lots of undesirables and riffraff.”

“Present company excluded, I'm sure.”

“If that's what you wish to believe. But,” Ystin said, and she let the word linger while she licked her fingers clean, “There is something I haven't come across yet.”

“Hm?”

“Anything sophisticated coming from the Amazons. Now I'm curious.”

It wasn't long before Ex had thrown Ystin on the bed and started removing her golden armor. Helmet first, freeing expectedly golden blonde hair. Everything else came off in turn (and Ex took a certain amount of pleasure in removing those damnable cloths binding the woman's breasts), saving Ystin's leggings for last. Their crotch was moist and sticky. “You don't look like any man I've ever seen,” Ex said, and she licked the length of Ystin's pussy immediately.

Lips and tongue on her clit and two fingers deep withing the folds of Ystin's cunt and the Shining Knight was putty in her hands (and her lips and her tongue). She was already wet, and Ex had her writhing on the bed. She thought about stopping long enough to make a remark about Ystin's remarkably sensitive womanhood, but decided that there would be time enough for snide comments later. She was having too much fun to stop.

It wasn't enough when Ystin came on her chin and hand. Ex kept going without pause. She would make Ystin climax again, just to rub it in that she was a woman. It wasn't something men could do, as far as Ex's experience told her. But she could, and other women she'd been with could.

And judging by those moans, those thighs tightening around her head, the way those hands were gripping at the sheets, Ystin certainly could.

Ex didn't let up with her fingers or her tongue until Ystin's second climax was completely over and her body went slack and relaxed atop the sheets. Then she raised her head with a grin. “So my armor is better and I've proven without a doubt that you're far from the man you claim to be. I think I win, sister.”

“And not a word of this escapes this cabin, lest I show you why my armor is better.” She made sure Ex could see her eying the sword in the corner of the room with her armor. “Not. One. Word.”

“My lips, 'Sir,' are sealed.” Ystin crawled up so that she was on her hands and knees above Ystin's prone body. Ystin had small breasts even without the bindings, and they were covered in sweat and so enticing. “Unless, of course, they're otherwise occupied.”

Ex took Ystin's nipple between her teeth. Ystin had a lot of embracing womanhood still left to do that night.

AWESOME awesome awesome. I think you caught their snarky and confrontational banter just right--oh, when Ex says Ystin would hate Paradise Island because women are proud to be women there! I could totally see Ystin's reaction, lol. And mocking the lack of an erection was perfect and hilarious. Maybe my favorite part was the image of Ex unbinding Ystin's breasts, though--hot and rather tender and freighted with wonderful symbolism, I like it! Thank you for this, I'm in heaven! *grin*

Thanks!

The banter was fun. Glad someone else thinks so~

“Fun to think about, isn't it? Me, in glorious battle, in all my glory.”

I'll say! XD

Holy crap, this was amazing! Incredible fill!

I like that mental image, myself.

Thanks. Glad you enjoyed it.