Melting Point Pt. 3 (Final)

The great Willow Schnee was enjoying the warm sun on the same Mistralian beach, wearing that same revealing white bikini in the exact spot where everything had started almost a year ago. A cycle that had come full circle, she mused. 

A genuine smile - one she hadn't thought would ever return - crossed her face as she remembered the whirlwind months since being caught in that scandalous position with Ignis.

She still laughed thinking about how she'd brazenly encouraged those young voyeurs to film everything, to take as many pictures as they could and upload them to the CCT for all of Remnant to see. Her very public divorce declaration to Jacques - no discretion, no shame, no concern for what others might think.

The memory of that old bastard's face when she'd slammed the marriage contracts on his desk still brought her immense satisfaction. For once in decades, Jacques Schnee had been forced to shut his mouth and lower his head. After all, she was the true Schnee heir - her word was final, just as it had been with the board of directors who'd quickly abandoned their bootlicking ways.

She'd also made sure to take care of that disrespectful little secretary. Thoroughly.

"What's so funny?" Ignis asked, his ears perking up as he noticed her expression.

She nuzzled against his shoulder, letting out a soft chuckle. "Just remembering something amusing."

They were laying together on a large beach towel, positioned perfectly to watch the sunset paint the ocean in brilliant colors and the soft but perfectly warm sand.

"Not a mood swing then?" he asked cautiously, his ears perking up.

Willow stared at him for a moment before bursting into laughter, covering her mouth to muffle the sound. "Are you seriously asking me that? After three pregnancies, you think I don't know the difference between hormones and just laughing?"

"Well, you did throw a glass at the wall yesterday because the ice cubes were 'too square,'" Ignis pointed out with a grin, his ears flicking playfully.

"Those ice cubes were an abomination," she replied with mock severity, her hand unconsciously moving to rest on her still-small but growing bump. "This child deserves the very best ice after all."

"Of course," he agreed solemnly, then broke into that warm smile that still made her heart skip. "Though I have to say, pregnant Willow is even more terrifying than regular Willow."

"Flatterer…" she murmured, but her smile softened as she watched the sunset. For the first time in years, she felt really happy, content with life. 

Free. 

Willow let out a long sigh, her hand still resting on her bump. "I still can't believe I had to give up drinking. There were more drinks I would have loved to have you mix for me."

"There'll be plenty of time for that later," Ignis assured her, though his ears drooped slightly at her wistful tone. "But that doesn’t mean I can't mix your drink and put on a show just for you."

She snorted softly. "I will make sure to... appreciate your work."

"Is that what we're calling it?" He grinned as she swatted at him playfully.

"I'm more shocked that I could still get pregnant at my age," she admitted, shaking her head in disbelief. "I thought those days were long behind me."

"Well, you are still a beautiful woman full of life," he said softly, his brown eyes warm with affection. "Especially for someone with your... vigor."

"You're just saying that to make me feel better..." she pouted, though there was no real irritation in her voice. "Flattery will get you everywhere, won't it?"

Ignis leaned down and kissed the top of her head, which made her lean into him contentedly. "You say that like it's a bad thing." he murmured against her hair.

They fell into comfortable silence for a moment, watching the waves crash against the shore. But then her expression grew distant, melancholic. Her thoughts inevitably drifted to Winter, Weiss, and Whitley - the children she'd failed so spectacularly.

"What is it?" Ignis asked, his ears twitching as he noticed the shift in her mood.

Willow's smile faded entirely. "I was thinking about my other children. Their reactions when they learned about..." she gestured vaguely at her stomach, "...this situation. Winter looked disgusted, like I'd personally spit on her. Weiss couldn't even look at me - just stared at the floor the entire conversation, I think she was mostly shocked. And Whitley..." Her voice caught slightly. "Whitley was angry, that’s all I can remember."

Her voice grew quiet, almost fragile. "I was a terrible mother to all of them. Distant, drunk, absent when they needed me most. I let Jacques have free reign over them while I sat in my room with a bottle. I can't blame them for their reactions."

"Willow…"

"I probably won't be able to mend those relationships," she continued, her usual composed mask cracking. "The damage runs too deep. But I want to be different this time. I want to be present, sober, actually there for this child growing inside me."

She looked down at her bump, her expression a mixture of hope and fear. "I just... I don't know if I remember how to be a real mother anymore. What if I mess this up too?"

Ignis was quiet for a moment before speaking. "Maybe you don't need to remember. Maybe you just need to learn it fresh, with a clean slate." His hand covered hers on her innocent bump. "And you won't be doing it alone this time."

Willow felt tears prick at her eyes, which only made her more frustrated. "Dammit," she muttered, trying to blink them back. "I forgot how insufferable these mood swings are."

Ignis shifted to face her better, his warm hand cupping her cheek. "Hey, it's okay to feel emotional about this."

Willow leaned into his touch, taking a deep breath before she smashed their lips together, surprising him. But he responded immediately, kissing her back with equal ferocity, his tongue pushing past her lips which she happily welcomed, their tongues dancing in the same way they have done so many times.

When they finally pulled apart, he rested his forehead against hers, breathing heavily with their noses touching. "I love you."

Unlike the other time she smiled this time, feeling how that warmth spread over her chest.

"And I love you." She murmured, her hand going to his cheek and caressing his cheek with her thumb.

"Now..." she purred, a hint of mischief entering her voice as she glanced around the empty beach, "let's take advantage of the fact that we're alone, shall we?"

Obviously, she pulled some strings to privatize this particular section of the beach, she didn't want anyone but her man to see her exposed body after all. And no way in hell she would let anyone ruin this moment.

"I thought you'd never ask." Ignis's voice dropped lower, his hands trailed down her sides, caressing her naked curves in the way she liked making her hum in appreciation.

"Good boy," she murmured, straddling his lap and kissing him again. His lips were soft and warm, his tongue moving in a slow rhythm with hers. He was still that gentle, almost hesitant despite their countless times together, like he was afraid to hurt her.

Well, she was pregnant that was true and she needed to be more careful but that didn't change that she was a huntress, a retired one but a huntress nonetheless. She could take whatever he could give and more.

With a wicked grin, Willow reached down and tugged off his shorts, revealing his hardening shaft clearly eager to be inside her. She very slowly ran her fingers along his length, earning a sharp intake of breath from him.

"That's much better." Her hand wrapped around his shaft, pumping slowly up and down with the occasional provocative twist. She relished the feeling of him swelling beneath her touch, his erection throbbing in her hand practically hearing that growing excitement.

Excitement that would make her scream once more.

Ignis groaned as Willow continued to work on him, squeezing tighter each time she reached his bulbous head that stretched her so many times. Now twitching and struggling in her grip.

It didn't take long before he was full mast, his member stiff and straining against her hand. Willow let out a satisfied chuckle, her thumb brushing across the sensitive tip, causing his hips to jerk involuntarily.

Her lover was ready for her although, now that she was straddling him and very much in the mood, it was the perfect chance to try something she wanted to do for a while now. She quickly moved a leg over him so her back was facing him, straddling his legs with her ass directly over his face before she pulled aside that pesky string that covered her soaked folds.

Willow looked over her shoulder and smirked at the look on Ignis's face and that was all she needed to do before his strong arms wrapped around her thighs and pulled her down to meet his hungry mouth,claiming his prize.

"AH!" Willow cried out as he began lapping at her folds eagerly, his tongue sliding between them and teasing her entrance a few times before working at the edges. She squirmed against him, her body involuntarily from trying to get away from being overwhelmed but thankfully he held her firmly in place as he continued to devour her eager snatch.

Adding another layer of excitement.

Willow bit her lip, trying to keep quiet but it was hard when Ignis knew exactly where and how to attack her inner walls. His tongue slid deep into her core, tasting every inch of her walls before withdrawing only to plunge back in again.

Her hands grasped at his thighs for support as she struggled to keep control of herself, her breathing becoming ragged and uneven as he kept eating her out with the same enthusiasm she was familiar with, his tongue not moving wildly but in a pattern with the sole purpose to bring out the most of her. Then the faunus’ hands moved from holding her legs to spreading apart her ass cheeks, giving him better access to her dripping cunt, his tongue delving deep into her conquered depths.

But before she could get too lost in pleasure he was giving her, a firm smack on her ass brought her back to reality. Her eyes flew open and she looked down to find her beloved Ignis grinning up at her.

"I think you're forgetting something." His eyes pointing at a specific direction.

Willow blinked in confusion before she realized that there was a reason why she chose this position, one that completely slipped her mind as she was lost in the ecstasy of his work.

With an eager grin, she leaned forward and took hold of his shaft again, stroking it gently as she licked along its length. She savored the way it twitched in her grip, pre-cum dripping from its tip as she worked her tongue around it getting a taste of him.

Rather than say something her lover went back to work, this time focusing on her clit. His tongue flicked over the sensitive nub, sending bolts of pleasure through her body. He alternated between fast flicks and slow circles, driving her mad and making it difficult to keep up her own pace.

So she went straight to action and wrapped her lips around his head, sucking it hard and swirling her tongue around it, applying all the knowledge she had the pleasure to get from him.

She was rewarded with a muffled moan from him, his hips bucking against her mouth which pushed himself further into her mouth. She took it without complaint, instead she hollowed her cheeks and sucked harder, taking more of him inside her eager mouth.

Her tongue swirled around the underside of the head, a spot she knew how sensitive it was, feeling every vein and ridge while her lips massaged his shaft. She bobbed her head up and down, sucking and licking his length, enjoying the sounds he made. But a muffled cry tore through her as Ignis suddenly decided to latch onto her aroused clit, his teeth nibbling on the sensitive nub as he sucked hard and made a loud lewd sound on purpose.

Willow moaned around him, her hips bucking involuntarily as pleasure coursed through her body. She knew she wasn't going to last long like this, so she redoubled her efforts and followed by example to show that lewd side too.

She moved faster, taking him deeper into her mouth until she felt him hit the back of her throat. Ignis growled in approval as she began to deepthroat him, gagging slightly on his length as she wasn't that accustomed to that particular brand of oral sex. Yet, she was always willing to try new things with him, and many more things she might have missed out.

So she managed to push past her gag reflex burying him deeper and stay still so he could enjoy her throat for a moment. Of course she couldn’t stay idle, so she moved her hands up to grasp his balls and squeeze them a little, earning a grunt of approval and his cock twitching inside.

That’s when she could feel him swelling in her mouth as she hummed, his shaft throbbing and pulsing as he was close to finish. And much to her delight her own orgasm was rapidly approaching, as her walls were trying to clench around that amazing strong tongue, which only encouraged her lover to continue and ravish another sweet spot inside her.

And then it happened, he let out a grunt and Willow felt him burst in her mouth, coating her tongue and throat with his thick hot seed. But equally delicious as she had already acquired a taste for his spunk, and released his softening cock with a wet pop before she swirled his seed around her tongue before swallowing it down.

But that small distraction was the final nail as she cried out in ecstasy, her body shaking uncontrollably as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her and drained her from any strength. Ignis then changed his work to a more gentle pace, lapping at her folds as she rode out her orgasm, drawing out her pleasure for as long as possible before her body went limp and practically collapsed if it wasn’t that she used her elbow to cushion herself.

Willow lay on top of him, panting heavily as she struggled to catch her breath. Ignis didn't seem too far off either, his chest rising and falling rapidly while his hands caressed her thighs before his hands firmly squeezed her butt and smacked it, earning a pleased hum from her.

After a while, Willow got back to her knees and turned around to rest her head on his shoulder.

"That... that was amazing," she murmured, kissing his neck. "You never fail to impress me."

"I aim to please," he said with a grin, leaning forward to kiss her softly.

They laid in silence for a moment before Willow spoke again. "So... ready for another round?"

Ignis arched an eyebrow at her question, his ears perking up. "You know I always am, but don't you think we should stop? I mean, you are pregnant after all."

"And I'm not made of glass," Willow countered, rolling her eyes. "I've had three children, remember? I'm pretty sure I can handle a little more action."

"I don't know..." Ignis hesitated, glancing at her stomach. However, his length quickly betrayed him, growing hard once more.

"You naughty boy," she teased, pinching his cheek before using the same hand to reach down and wrapping her hand around his shaft again, loving how it throbbed on her palm telling her what she already knew. "Impregnating me really excites you that much? Ravishing my... pregnant pussy. Imagine yourself reestablishing control over what you already have?"

He growled, his nose flaring as his hands gripped her hips possessively. "Yes."

And before she could form a response to that, his lips claimed hers once more as he flipped them over so she was underneath him, pinned between his strong arms and legs. She giggled into the kiss as he pressed against her, his shaft pressing against her entrance and making her wetter than she already was.

As they pulled away to breathe, his lips traveled to her neck and began kissing along her skin leaving a fresh trail before taking a bite of her earlobe.

"Mmmm... you're beast," Willow murmured, enjoying the way he teased her.

"It's your fault," Ignis retorted, moving down to suck on her breast and then changing between them so as to not neglect her body. "You just look so damn sexy."

He continued to lavish attention on her breasts, which greatly pleased her, his tongue swirling around her nipple while his hand massaged her other breast, squeezing the sensitive flesh. His teeth scraped over her nipple, drawing a moan from her before she changed to the other.

Willow gasped when she felt his shaft maddeningly probing her entrance, her walls eagerly clenching around the tip. An unique way of teasing her body, drawing her out to get the most of the euphoric experience. But before she could take him in completely, he fully pulled away and shifted their position.

She missed his weight and warmth but that longing didn’t last.

Ignis lifted her right leg over his shoulder before slamming into her core, burying himself deep within her slick heat.

"AAAAAAAAHHHHH!" Willow threw her head back, arching her spine as her lover's great manhood took her conquered body once more, stretching her walls deliciously.

It almost felt like her cunt was slowly taking shape for his shaft, her body being molded by the sheer size and force of his thrusts so as to only fit him and only him for the rest of her life. All of that to make him just as happy as she was feeling. And she loved it, praying that those lewd thoughts were becoming a reality even if they were ridiculous.

Ignis wasted no time in setting a good pace, enough force to make her entire body rock forward against. His cock glided smoothly through her silky folds, pushing past the resistance of her muscles and hitting every sweet spot inside her that his skilled tongue wasn’t able to reach and her body reacting accordingly as trying to prevent him from pulling away.

"Ignis~!" Willow cried out, digging her fingers into his bicep as he continued to drill into her. "Oh gods, don't stop!"

"I... I'm not going to," Ignis grunted, his voice low and husky.

"Then... then why are you holding back?!" She demanded, glaring at him with her blue eyes despite her flushed state.

"Because I don't want to hurt-." He answered, but she was quick to interrupt him.

"I-It's fine!!" She cried out, wrapping her legs around his waist and pulling him deeper into her eager, hungry pussy.

"I'm not made of glass! I'm a huntress! So give me all you have!" A very horny mother let go of his arms so she could grab his handsome face with both hands and pulled him in for a passionate kiss.

Not holding back in devouring his lips, all to flip that switch again.

Ignis's ears perked up for a moment, before he let out a growl and gave in to her demand, his hips picking up their pace until he was practically slamming into her. Her baby was perfectly safe as it was protected by her Aura.

And that switch she was looking for was flipped.

Now that he wasn't holding back she could feel him touching and scrapping her cervix which sent that familiar and amazing jolt all over her body. The sounds of flesh slapping against flesh intermingled with their moans and grunts.

She loved how he growled, the primal sound sending shivers down her spine as he nuzzled into her neck, his hot breath tickling her skin.

Willow's fingers tangled in his blonde hair as she held on tightly as all she could do was scream his name.

"Ignis! Ignis! Ignis! Ignis!"

"Ah... Willow...!"

Her burning walls clenched around him, drawing him in deeper and deeper, milking him for all he was worth. 

And oh, was he worth so much. 

He always did a good job at pleasing her, whether it was with his cock or his hands, or even his mouth.

She loved the way he felt inside of her, filling her completely and stretching her to the limit and she was blessed to have a body like hers.

It was obvious why her body surrendered to him and let his spunk take root inside her womb, making her pregnant. Because she couldn't be happier with another baby, the very proof of their love.

And he knew it.

His teeth grazed over her sensitive skin, biting down hard enough to leave marks. But not enough to draw blood. Aura or not she would leave those marks with pride.

His hands moved to her back breasts, squeezing them firmly and eliciting a gasp from her, as if he was trying to milk her too.

And then he hit that sweet spot inside her, the one that made her toes curl and her vision go white, and she came with a cry of pure ecstasy.

Her body shuddered, her muscles clenching around him as she rode out her climax, pleasure coursing through her veins like liquid fire. She felt herself go limp, her body drained of energy as she lay panting beneath him.

But Ignis showed no sign of stopping, his thrusts never faltering as he continued to push inside her, his cock sliding in and out of her slick heat effortlessly. Her juices coated his length and dripped onto the towel below.

"Ahhh..." Willow moaned softly as he picked up speed. She was completely at his mercy now, her body feeling like jelly and her mind in a delightful haze.

She reached up and pulled him down into a sloppy kiss again, their tongues tangling together as he continued to use her body to his pleasure.

And then he hit one last time, burying himself to the hilt and kissing the entrance of her womb but pulled back slightly. She felt him explode with the same intensity as always, painting her walls white with that burning seed.

She could only hum in satisfaction, shuddering at that hot spunk spreading and sticking to her insides causing her to shudder as she was already dreaming of more.

After what felt like hours, he finally pulled out of her slowly and allowed his cum to dribble out onto the towel, shuddering how that warm potent liquid slid out of her. It was a sight only meant for him and she knew it would excite him.

"I... I love you," Ignis breathed, kissing her forehead gently.

"I know." Willow smiled tiredly, reaching up to run her fingers through his hair and play with his ears. "And I love you too."

Ignis shifted carefully, positioning himself behind her as she rolled halfway onto her side. His arms came around her, one sliding beneath her head while the other wrapped protectively around her waist. She was expecting him to play with her breasts again, caress them and maybe pinch her a little but this?

She immediately melted into the familiar embrace, feeling safe and cherished in a way she'd never experienced before.

His hand came to rest on her growing bump, fingers splaying gently across the curve. He began tracing slow, tender circles over her glistening skin.

Willow let out a soft giggle at the sensation, the sound surprising even her. "That tickles," she murmured, but made no move to stop him.

"Does it?" He continued tracing those slow circles. "I can feel him moving a little."

"Too early for a kick," She replied. “And it will be a girl.”

“Him.” Ignis corrected gently, placing his chin on top of her head. "I'm telling you, it's going to be a boy. Father's intuition."

Willow scoffed playfully. "Mother's intuition trumps father's intuition every time. She will have my character."

"Or just as determined as his father," Ignis countered with a grin she could hear in his voice.

She placed her hand over his, interlacing their fingers. "Our little kid."

But rather than a response all she got was a kiss to her neck.

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AN: And that's a wrap for this short story!

I’m going to be honest, I really like writing more passionate seggs and loving moments. These are the consequences for enjoying too much SFW and NSFW josei, shame on me.