Note before the story; all characters are above the legal age, human wise as well as wyverians wise. It is a short story I wanted to write after playing the game and to be honest, warm myself before writing something longer again! Hope you like it.

Minoto looked carefully at yet another document from the guild, making sure to rewrite word for word the long description of the monster. Day slowly reached its end, the sun warmly shone on the sakura tree that was the main supporting pillar of the hub building, its pink flower petals looked even more gorgeous than usual. From the moment of awe Minoto was taken away as her desk companion meowed welcomingly at the hunter entering the hub. She looked up and fixed her straight cut black bangs, her yellow eyes followed to the entrance and she recognized immediately the white hair of the female hunter, at all times tied into a high fluffy ponytail. Minoto felt a warm feeling inside of her as well on her pale cheeks as she saw the optimistic smile of the hunter, painted across her dirty and yet at all times fine handsome face, glowing with optimism, her pointy ears only adding to the fierce look, even more with small cuts on her.

The huntress raised her hand and waved, quickly stepping closer to the desk. With that Minoto could recognize the many small cuts across the leathery outfit the huntress wore, a red splash of dry blood on the furry collar, just below the woman’s pointy ears. The rest of her outfit was mostly intact with all the tight belts securing her clothes in place.

“Good to see you back, Mikana.” Minoto said with more warmth in her voice that she wanted to give up but the moment the huntress’ face glowed with a smile, Minoto’s worries disappeared.

“Good to be back! The mission is done, the Rajang that terrorized that trade route is done for.” The huntress smiled while leaning on the desk, but Minoto could read from her heavy breathing and glistening in the setting sun sweaty skin, that Mikana was tired. Not wanting to keep the girl waiting she quickly responded;

“All good, I will prepare the report and you should get a rest. Thank you for another accomplishment for the guild.” She said with full professionalism, even though in the deep she wanted to keep Mikana for longer.

“No need to thank me. See you around.” And with that the huntress stepped away. Before leaving the building she turned around and winked at Minoto, the huntress’ purple eyes met the hub maiden’s eyes. Minoto quickly turned her face away, feeling her cheeks burning with embarrassment…

Minoto walked through the streets of Kamura long after finished her job, still wearing her usual white and red outfit made of matching kimono and a few pieces of armour. She quickly reached the huntress house. Even when the day was ending and the night sky slowly painted hundreds of shimmering stars, the hub maiden preferred to gaze at those from the confines of her or her friend’s house, preferably with her dear twin sister, Hinoa. The street vendors were already closed, people left the streets to rest in their houses and seeing at all times lively streets in such quiet form, created a feeling of slight loneliness in the woman. The sense of it was swept away the moment she heard her sister’s voice, no matter what she would at all times recognize it, even now as she only heard a quiet moan. Minoto’s heart started to beat faster and she felt warmth in her chest and cheeks as she stepped closer and peaked inside the huntress house through the window that was almost closed, slightly open enough to look inside.

Minoto at all times knew that Hinoa was better with people even though they looked exactly the same. Her social skills were much higher and the girl had more experience with social gatherings. After all, Minoto was a hub quest maiden, working with hunters and the guild while Hinoa spend most of her time in the city, not only helping hunters and redirecting quests to them but as well taking care of kids and at all times being a bright star to lighten up the people around. The fact that Minoto and Hinoa were wyverians meant nothing in the grand picture, after all the hunters were the same. All live in peace and understanding for years, helping each other like a one big family in the Kamura village.

And with that Minoto knew that her sister was much closer with the Mikana then she was. Minoto couldn’t just ask the huntress to hang out more or even for a date, how would that look in the eyes of the public? She knew that her work was more essential than personal fun on the side and feasible conflict of the interest and yet she was curious about the possibility of them both meeting in a more private matter. At the same time she knew Hinoa does it always, sharing stories and having fun with the people of Kamura, at all times there to cheer someone up and enjoy simpler things in life, and the best proof of that was Hinoa’s addiction to bunny dango, the local sweets adored by many.

With that in mind, Minoto wasn’t surprised as she looked inside and recognized her sister black hair freely flowing down her naked back and over the muscular arms of Mikana. Their bodies were tightly connected within the hug they shared, from the moans of the both, Minoto knew they enjoyed it. Her heart, instead of sinking down to her stomach, started to beat faster, her eyes thirsted upon the image as she felt her face warming up. But when her eyes slowly glared and reached her sister’s lower back, she stopped herself but too late, in fact her interest peaked as she spotted the reason why her dearest sister enjoyed herself so much. The large and almost muscular shaft, just like the rest of the huntress’ body slowly and rhythmically slide in and out of Hinoa’s shapely bottom, passionately locked in the moment they both closely snuggled to each other, sharing the moment of pleasure, and Minoto was simply jealous of it.

The peaking girl almost jumped when she heard the faint sound of the tree behind her being moved and she turned around faster than her mind could process it. Her eyes searched for the person that caught her peeking but she found nothing, at least nothing human as the curious large green eyes of an orange owl looked down at her. Minoto recognized the purple simple outfit made of two ropes and a collar on the bird, being the sign that the curious cohoot was the pet of the huntress. Of course the little bird would protect her owner but in this case, why wasn’t the owl making any noise to alert Mikana? The hub maiden smiled and imagined that perhaps the cahoot understood somehow her feelings? But how, if she didn’t really find out them herself?

Minoto knew she needed to stop it. She turned around for the last time, before walking away to her home.

Minoto awoke with her mind still foggy but remembering the last images from her dreams. The blushed face of the huntress, closing on her with her lips in the gesture that could only be a kiss. She gazed around the room and within the dimly lit walls she saw her sister, laying still, presumably sleeping on her bed. The girl smiled seeing her sister safe and her mind wandered to the previous day and she heard her sister pleasurable moans again. Hinoa was happy and couldn’t be more safe than in the hands of Mikana, the soaring flame of Kamura, as many called her. And yet, Minoto was jealous. She was supposed to be the one at all times protecting her sister. She was supposed to be the one taking care of her sister and perhaps even taking care of Mikana.

No, she couldn’t. The three of them, her sister and huntress and Minoto herself were at all times close. Their friendship was deep and strong, due to them all being wyverians as well as hunting monsters, and Minoto imagined it will be at all times like that, with many years that the friendship should stay like this, hub maidens and defenders of the village with their Huntress, at all times there to fight the biggest danger there would be.

“You are such a cutie when you get so deep into your thoughts, sister.” Hinoa’s voice softly broke the silence with the teasing tone. Like she at all times did, Hinoa resonated with many, but it was special for her sister. It was almost like she could read her mind sometimes, ability that Minoto couldn’t recreate but slowly learned more about. And now she felt stupid that in the storm of so many thoughts, she overlooked that detail. She sat up and looked at a smiling Hinoa, still comfortably laying on her bed.

“Ask her out. Or maybe I should, on your behalf?” Hinoa giggled while stretching out, ready for the day,

Waking up and gearing up for the day was quite uneventful but Minoto felt her sister’s eyes on her back, every second she said nothing, Hinoa was like a shadow of hers. And not before long Hinoa started to talk about Minoto and Mikana. About the huntress’ strong body and soft character and how safe Hinoa felt in her arms, and how Minoto at all times gazed at Mikana, whenever she could. Minoto didn’t even realise when her sister managed to take her to the pier with one task; “Just ask her to talk!.”

“Oh c’mon sis, go already!” Hinoa pushed her sister into the small boat with black palico already waiting for her. Minoto couldn’t believe she was doing it. She carefully stepped and sat down, her body reacted with shiver as she realised once again what was happening. But it was too late as the cute fluffy cat pushed the boat from the wooden pier. Now she will sail to the hidden training area of the village where the Mikana was spending the mornings, with her sister’s words still ringing in her mind; “Just ask her out already!” She turned around only to see smirking Hinoa, holding her cheek in hand, leaning slightly to the side, watching Minoto back like she was a tasty treat. No matter what now, Minoto wondered to herself as the shore of the village got smaller and she reached the wall of the misty thin waterfalls, hiding the cave with a training arena.

Minoto was often a visitor within those rocky walls, a great cave behind the waterfalls was hiding many useful tools for a hunter. In the very middle of the large room, stood the wooden statue of a monster, a mechanical training tool being able to move as if it was attacking or moving. All around near the walls or built in the smaller caves growing from the main room, stood the different wooden targets for range weapons. Seeing it all, Minoto averted her eyes and looked at the wall on the very end of the room, at the high not even rocky opposite of the entrance. Many small bushes grew from the ground, decorating the otherwise cold rock but between those bushes and greenery was an even more hidden entrance to the long corridor that led to the hot spring. And the woman chose to follow the dim corridor, step by step she felt as the air slowly grew in temperature and within seconds she saw the exit, leading to a small cave.

And there she was, sitting in the hot water of the steamy hot spring. Mikana’s eyes were closed and her face was pointed up as she sat in quiet peace, shoulders and arms widely open and she leaned on the stony wall behind her, her naked covered with scars, abs submerged in half in water. Minoto felt her cheeks burn as her eyes glanced at the huntress, getting glimpses of her body from the clouds of steam. Minoto stood tall and for once said to herself to leave the proud and stoic persona at the door and she decided to do what she wanted to. Something crazy, as her sister would describe it.

Mikana opened her eyes the moment she heard someone walking closed. Her reflex worked by itself and her eyes met Minoto’s yellow eyes above her blushing cheeks. She looked less like the hub maiden in the moment, reminding the huntress of a scared animal for a moment, Minoto’s arms trying to cover her naked body, with the steam all around them, making her look like a ghost. Mikana smiled reassuringly at the woman and slowly stood up. She reached her right hand to the hub maiden and waited for her to join, with no words to it she knew that what the Minoto felt in the moment, must be overwhelming for her. Giving the woman the time she needed, Mikana waited, smiling at her and she got a smile back.

Minoto slowly took another step and with every taken she felt a little more comfortable, even more now as she knew that Mikana not only accepted the visit, but welcomed her. Closer to her, Minoto accepted the help and grabbed Mikana’s strong hand, exposing herself in the process, but she didn’t care too much. With their eyes on each other, Minoto carefully stepped into the water, slow and steady, the warmth of it enveloped her foot, then leg before she stepped fully into it. Mikana wordlessly guided her deeper into the pool. After a moment of careful moves Minoto sat down on the underwater shelf with Mikana to her left. Silence fell upon them as the water around them stood still, the steam silently enveloped the air. Minoto tried to say something but Mikana was faster;

“You look stunning as always.” The soft voice of the Huntress hit the hub maiden like a well aimed arrow, making her heart beat faster.

“Listen, I’m good at hunting, but not reading people.” Mikana’s voice was less energetic as usual. “Your sister, on the other hand, can read you quite well.” She moved face to face with Minoto, moving closer to her, their eyes met. Minoto listened without a word, curious and excited but slightly afraid as well, of what Mikana could say.

“Hinoa wanted something more, but not like, couple thing close, more fun type of close. We always were friends and…” Minoto understood well, knowing her sister had only the best of intentions and truth is, Minoto and Hinoa were not the purest one either when it came to their own private time…

Minoto knew what the huntress meant. Finally she went with the emotion first and moved forward, closing the distance in the second with her lips pressing against Miana’s, the water splashed around them as the females almost lost their footing. Mikana regained her statue and embraced Minoto within her arms, all the feelings that weren’t supposed to hunt them, were gone. Almost like someone flipped the switch, the awkwardness was gone and they both drowned in the passionate feelings they were having for each other. It was confusing for Minoto and yet she continued to kiss her dearest friend, with her partner responding with passion matching hers.

The steamy waters of the hidden spring only added to the hot fire of a passion that Minoto and Mikana shared, countless times with all the feelings of lust and curiosity that never were acted on, now were firing at once, like burning chains that connected them both. Minoto felt almost like her body worked without her control, the control that if she regained,she would do exactly the same as she did now, lips tightly sealed with Mikana’s lips, their naked bodies sharing the most intimate hugs they could imagine. Only then Minoto felt the huntress shaft pressing against her stomach, still underwater. She stopped kissing her friend and feeling her face redden even more, if that was somehow feasible, froze for just a short moment. Mikana wanted to speak but the hub maiden stood up and spoken first;

“I want you. Please sit up and be gentle!”

Mikana sat on the stone, only her calves staying in the water. Minoto’s eyes couldn’t leave the woman before her, specifically her shaft. Minoto knew for years that her friend is a little different, that she had male sexual organ and it changed nothing between them, at least on the outside as Minoto had a thoughts about it in the back of her mind. And now those dreams about, how it would feel, were about to come true and her mind concentrated just on that. She took a step closer and placed her knee on the stone, slowly climbing over Mikana’s muscular body. At her own pace with her heart beating faster with every second, Minoto placed herself on top, with Mikana now laying down and smiling back at her. Minoto felt her groins being on fire as she slowly descended and when her pussy lips kissed the huntress tip, the jolt of pleasure almost made her dizzy. But it wasn’t enough. Not enough for Minoto or Mikana. Almost like hearing Minoto’s mind, Mikana gently moved her hips upwards, the tip of her shaft slid into the wyverian woman on which she loudly moaned.

Inch by inch Minoto felt the large strong member of the huntress entering her, gently but steadily stretching her out. It was the first time the woman took such a big cock into her and with every second she loved it. It felt like she was getting more and more completed. It was the same for Mikana, laying down and enjoying the hub maiden insides, wanting to wait and let her comfortably ease into the given task, wanting to make their first time special. Minoto’s hands reached down and the girl placed them on Mikana’s strong body, fingers feeling her muscles under the skin and in response the huntress embraced Minoto in a soft hug, her left hand grabbing her hips, with her right hand on the girl’s back. Their bodies met in the naked hug as the hub maiden reached her limits, still not fully down on the huntress shaft but enough so their naked bodies could meet in a gentle hug, Minoto breast squeezed against Mikana’s almost the same size breast. They shared the moment in silence, with no words they knew both of them enjoyed and when Minoto started to slowly move her hips, Mikana knew to join.

Echoes of passionate moaning bounced across the hidden spring, the secret of the romance being born within the steamy walls rang with passion. The hub maiden of the guild on the top of their best hunter, both friends for years, now lovers. Minutes went by as they were making love, the strong shaft of the huntress stretching the wyverian woman, their moans mixing with each other and the echoes of them. Mikana lips squeezed against Mikana’s as the woman led the kiss, their tongues dancing in passion with each other, with every minute leading them to the zenith of their first time.

“Please.” Mikana whispered from between the moans, her voice barely piercing through the echoes of their voices and sound of their bodies pounding against each other in a pleasurable dance.

“Please, I want you.” The woman moaned and the huntress sped up, her hips pushing her strong shaft deeper into her wyverian friend, the tip of her purple head kissing Minoto’s cervix. For the hub maiden, it was too much, her mind drowned in the pleasure and couldn’t hold anymore, giving up her stoic mind to the irrational pleasure. She screamed as her body washed with the orgasmic wave, her mind shut down for the moment as the echoes of her own moaning voice pounded her ears. And the same second she felt hope to regain herself, her partner, Mikana came too, flooding Minoto’s womb with her creamy seed. Minoto couldn’t believe it and yet she wanted the moment to never end.

Only the sound of the water flowing as well as the two girls’ heavy breathing could be heard, their sweaty bodies tightly snuggled into each other. In Minoto’s mind she could only hear her sister, smiling smugly.