The comment screening issue from before should be solved now; anon comments are enabled so any fills that you feel like posting here can still happen.
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fandomsecrets, I decided to go ahead and do something I'd been toying with for a little while. I give you...The Fire Emblem Kink Meme!
I saw how much the Phoenix Wright Kink Meme did for the fandom, and I figured- why the fuck not? So here goes~
ANONYMOUSLY post a pairing and a kink. ANY AND ALL PAIRINGS ARE WELCOMED AND LOVED- YAOI, YURI, HET, WHATEVER FLOATS YOUR ROOT BEER, GO AHEAD AND PUT IT UP HERE. ANY AND ALL KINKS ARE ALSO WELCOMED AND LOVED; ANONYMOUS IS NOT PICKY.
Your request will then be filled out by The Great and Powerful ANONYMOUS!
Please, though, if you post a request, at least try to fulfill someone's request as well! ;) Share the love! We don't want an entire collection of requests and nobody filling them out!
Fanart and fanfic are both allowed and appreciated! However, if you just want fic- request fic. If you just want art- request art. If you want to leave it open to anonymous- more power to ya!
Also, please remember to specify which Fire Emblem game you're requesting for- not everyone knows all the games, and we have to be fair! ♥
SO NOW, GET GOING. PIMP, TOO, BECAUSE PIMPING WOULD BE GREAT. ♥
And now, a few important things to remember:
-Anonymous means anonymous. :) Keep the secret love flowing!
-If you request something, fill someone else's request. ♥
-Keep the chatting to a minimum- you don't want to accidentally make someone think you've fulfilled their request and then let them down, right?
-Check in the Master List of Kink Memes for other fandoms!
-Here's a list of kinks to get you started~
-Requests can be filled out more than once!
-However, please only make ONE request per comment!
-It's the request-filler's choice whether to use Japanese or English names. No whining, please.
-Only the fun kind of wanking here, plz n thnx
-IF YOU MAKE A REQUEST, PLEASE ATTEMPT TO FILL ONE OUT AS WELL! And try not to request more than you're filling out.
-Have fun! Keep having fun! Spread the fun around!
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misheard, being awesome, has graciously gathered lists of both the finished prompts and the unfinished prompts for everyone to peruse~ (and claim completed fics!)As of 03/21/10, there are 339 finished prompts and 409 unfinished prompts.
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"Lucius, are you a virgin?"
Lucius flushed involuntarily at the question. "Serra, why would you ask such a thing? You know as well as I do, that when one enters the service of St. Elimine, they make a vow of chastity."
"Yes, but you could've broken them before you became a monk," she reasoned.
Lucius looked taken aback. "I suppose that's true..."
While Serra eagerly awaited his answer, Lucius found himself avoiding her eyes. "I will admit... Though I was tempted in my youth, I am indeed, still a virgin."
As Serra looked disappointed at his answer, something then occurred to Lucius. "Don't tell me... That you're not a virgin, Serra?"
"Of course I am!" snapped Serra, in her usual show of spirit. "What kind of girl do you take me for?"
"My apologies," stammered Lucius, backing away from her with wide eyes. Noticing his reaction, Serra managed to calm down a bit.
"It's okay," Serra softly replied. She then turned away from him.
"It's just that... In the seminary, you hear stories about the temptation to break your vows; propositions by older and more powerful men in the clergy..." She shuddered. "You do know what I'm talking about, don't you, Lucius?"
Lucius nodded, mutely. A memory then came unbidden, into his mind... His long, blond hair and fair looks had always attracted unwanted attention, in the seminary; and as he was always sickly, he was presumed to be an easy target. But perhaps through the blessing of St. Elimine, he had always managed to get away... Others, he recalled, weren't so lucky.
He shook his head, clearing the image from his mind, as Serra watched him closely. She then leaned towards him.
"So... Have you ever considered breaking your vows?" Serra asked coyly, as she twirled a long, pink ponytail around her fingers.
Lucius swallowed nervously. Serra was so close right now, that he could smell the scent of her hair.
"Um, no..." he replied weakly. But he found himself very close to giving in to temptation, at that moment...
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December 20 2007, 15:51:02 UTC 4 years ago
Doesn't necessarily have to have sex. More interested in relationship dynamics.
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Ephraim sighed, helping Lyon off the ground and picking up the lance.
"I guess it's kinda my fault," he said. "I heard your 'I wish I could use a weapon as well as you' as 'teach me the lance, Ephraim'. I shouldn't have pushed so hard."
"You were only trying to help...my weakness is what's to blame," Lyon said, brushing a stray lock of hair out of his face. "If only I were more like you..."
Ephraim put down the lance and wrapped his arm around Lyon.
"If you were more like me, I wouldn't want to be around you. You're Lyon, and you're great just the way you are. It's why I like you so much."
His words warmed the Grado prince's heart; Lyon smiled and leaned his cheek against Ephraim's shoulder.
"Thank you...your kindness is just one of the many reasons I admire you so."
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December 20 2007, 15:55:09 UTC 4 years ago
Harken/Isadora: sweet, fluffy, vanilla/near-vanilla wedding-night sex. Bonus points if it's the first time for one or even both of them. :)
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"Hello...I've come, to see you. I wanted to..talk."
Her act was pathetic, and yet, Valter found it that much more appealing, seeing such a strong, brave girl reduced to this, her naked fear so visible beneath the facade.
“I’ve wanted to see you for some time, your..prowess, with a lance.. You’ve such skill with it– I haven’t seen anyone that skilled since my brother..”
She was a pale flower, one he longed to rip out the roots of and shred the petals, suck up her innocence to bone and marrow, tame her, till she was a docile, broken thing beside him.
“Is that so? Then prove it.”
Eirika steeled herself, but he knew deep inside she was shaking, fear pulsing through those sweet veins. Her eyes reveal it, the slight shake of her lower lip, she is biting down terror and that makes it that much more delicious.
“Take them off.” he commanded.
“..what?”
“Your clothes. Take them off.”
She bit her lip and looked away as she began to undo her breast plate. The latch caught and she fumbled, her hands shaking more as took off each piece. Valter was hard enough that he wanted to get up from his place in the shadows, feel the satisfaction of tearing off her clothes, hearing them rip and to fuck her against the wall right there, but without some play, the game would surely grow tiresome. He had waited long enough, he could wait a little longer.
Eirika stood before him now, clothes pooled around her, chin lifted in a show of bravery, defiance, even. Her form was perfect, sculpted white skin that resembled marble statues of goddess, full breasts with wine colored nipples erect from the cool air of the room.
“Touch yourself.”
She swallowed nervously and moved to a sitting position., buried her fingers in the tangle of blue hair between her legs, and began to stroke, almost hesitantly. Even under his gaze, her hips bucked and breath caught, eyes glazed as she neared closer to orgasm with each stroke.
In the shadows, his hands moved over his own erection, in hurried, desperate motions.
“Come here.”
As she moved to stand, he stopped her.
“No, crawl like the Renais dog you are.”
She whimpered and came closer, on hands and knees, until she was mere inches away.
“Suck.”
“What do you– oh..” There was a flash of confusion over her face, then blank, uncomprehending terror.
Eirika closed her eyes tightly and took his cock in her fingers, a few tentative strokes, a hesitant touch of her tongue along the glans, Valter breathed through clenched teeth – even with poor experience, nothing was more intoxicating that her fear.
“Stand.”
Eirika did, and Valter pulled her to him, over onto his lap, his erection throbbing against her thigh. He gripped one of her breasts, squeezed it until she cried out in pain. He touched down over her slit, she shuddered from it, and not just pleasure, surely, there was a tinge of revulsion, he thought with pride.
“What a dirty girl, you’re that wet already..”
Eirika let out a cry as he gripped her buttocks, pulled her down onto his waiting length, his nails dug into her soft skin, and he rocked, thrust into her until he came in one an explosion of pleasure that lit under his skin like fire given accelerant, burning bright to fulfillment.
She hung onto him limply, her breathing sounded like sobs. Valter pushed a sodden strand of hair from her face.
“You’re mine now, Eirika”
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"Common ravens are actually rather remarkable animals. These sleek, black birds are excellent and acrobatic fliers on par with falcons and hawks. Such aerial skills are on display during breeding season, when exciting mating rituals include an elaborate dance of chases, dives, and rolls." National Geographic
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December 21 2007, 20:11:53 UTC 4 years ago
I. Leanne.
The problem wasn't her, for a more willing could scarcely be found, she was his captive audience, eyes lighting up with every swirl of black wings crossing the sky. She cooed in ancient tongues, her face flushing as he sent a look her way that could melt even the coldest spinster -- No, the problem was her brother's close friend, who had -- most likely by Reyson's prompting, decided to take his title as "guardian of the herons" far too literally.
"Marriage first, then maybe you can think about anything further”
"Hypocritical, aren't you, Tibarn? I've yet to see a wedding ring on her brother's finger."
That always shut him up, and yet, Naesala still hadn’t figured out a way to get anywhere with Reyson, Tibarn, Ulki and Janaff all seemingly camped out around her bedroom.
However, King Kilvas never accepted defeat when it came to his sexual prowess, it was only a matter of time, really, before he snuck her out for a teenage getaway tryst under the stars.
II. Sanaki.
"Yes, you can fly. In circles. Quite well, I might add. I fail to see how this is relative to our discussion"
"Hmm, perhaps I need to put it in simpler beorc terms."
"What are you--Mmpph!"
III. Volke.
“..It doesn’t matter how much flying or removing of clothing you do, the price is still 80,000 for a job.”
IV. ?????
Fact: hormones make you do stupid things. Despite all those hormones, snaking under his skin and demanding until he finally gave in, it wasn’t an easy fight. There were many stages of denial and quite a few Oh you have got to be kidding me moments. But in the grand scheme, hormones always won over for him, and in this case, pride took a backseat to getting laid.
Naesala flew through the air, wings outstretched wide, he soared and twirled doing the bird laguz body language equivalent of I am extremely flexible, I am totally a great lay, I will give you good genes, even if at this point it’s somewhat redundant–”
His partner, however, was not swayed. Arms still crossed, still scowling, damn, Naesala liked challenges, but there was a difference between ‘challenge’ and ‘brick wall’ and this partner? Was falling close into the latter.
Naesala lowered his wings close to his body and dove, he was a wonder of aerodynamics, sprialing towards the ground only to break and go up, doing a loop-de-loop, and flying just over his partner’s head, repeatedly – this, finally cracked a slight smile in his partner.
“Nice flight, but I’m still topping” Tibarn said.
(Naesala admitted later that yes, the sex was worth swallowing his pride – among other things)
Actual porn to come when I’m not zomg dead tired !!11 As opposed to you know, crack.
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[VaidaHeath ftw]
Heath gasps as the chain tightens around his neck, fingers digging into the soft ground below."What's the matter, soldier?" a cold voice croons. "Can't you stand at attention for your commander?"
Heath gurgles, attempting to choke out a greeting. "C-Commander!" he manages to gasp, weakly attempting a salute.
She laughs, the sound harsh and grating, and goes around to stnad in front of him, pulling him hard. Heath's head slams into the ground below, right next to her feet.
"Kiss my boots," Vaida growls, shoving her boot against his lips. "Now."
Heath does as told, getting up weakly to his knees. He leans down and presses his dry, cracked lips against the hard leather, eyes fluttering shut.
"Good boy," she practically purrs, reaching down to gently pet his head before wrapping her fingers in his long green and pulling up.
"Do you want to please your commander?" Heath nods, not hesitating. She reaches under her shirt dress and pulls her underwear down. "Then do so."
Heath moves his head under her dress and reaches his tongue out to give her cunt a testing lick. She hisses softly, so Heath continues, gently pleasing her.
Vaida grabs his head and pushes it forward, forcing Heath deeper. "Don't treat me like some little virgin," she growls. "Fuck me."
"Yes, Commander," Heath murmurs before plunging his tongue in deeper.
She shudders and groans and Heath works his tongue, pulling tightly on his hair. Finally, she curls and comes, fingers digging into Heath's hair.
"That's a good soldier," she breathes, shivering just in the slightest. "I suppose it's your turn now."
She pushes him down on the ground without another word, one foot on his chest to stop him from escaping. "Stay still," she commands, boot moving down his body. He gasps when she pushes against his erection, testing him.
He squirms, and she presses the heel of her boot against his thigh. He inhales sharply, and she growls, eyes flashing, "I said, don't move."
He lies still, fingers curling around the grass as she moves the hard leather shoe back and forth, eyes scrunching up. "Commander!" he hisses, resisting the urge to buck.
Vaida says nothing, just continues to rub her foot against him, grinning wickedly. It only takes a moment before he spasms and comes, unable to resist the urge to buck.
She takes her shoe away, and frowns. "You dirtied my shoe, soldier," she sneers. "Clean it up."
She shoves the boot to his mouth again, and Heath baulkes. "Would you obey a direct order from your commander, soldier?"
He hesitates only for a moment before licking the sticky, white-tinged liquid from her boot. He gags, but continues, licking her boot until it's completely clean.
He pulls back and dry retches, face twisted up in disgust. She laughs, mockingly.
She walks away, pausing only to cast a quick glance over her shoulder. "Get up, soldier. We have a war to fight tomorrow."
Heath takes his chain off and gets up, a little shakily.
This shouldn't have been the best sex he's ever had.
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And um... my limits are really vanilla/innuendo/implied stuff, no angst/drama/death things. But feel free writing whatever other kink you wish, I give you the liberty!
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December 21 2007, 02:35:23 UTC 4 years ago
"My fair princess, words cannot express my sorrow that our romantic afternoon was spoiled by unpredictable weather," Sain lamented. Priscilla wrung out the excess water from her clothes and shook her head.
"I wish we could have stayed outside longer as well," she said. "But no one saw it coming, especially given how nice the weather was this morning." She smiled. "And I've been having such a nice time with you...honestly, I don't care about the rain."
He actually blushed.
"You're much too kind, princess."
She flicked her wet bangs out of her face, her smile growing mysterious.
"Besides...you did tell the others we'd be back by sundown, so we can be alone for a while."
He snuck a glance at her chest; her nipples were clearly visible against the clinging, wet fabric of her dress. He pulled her close for a kiss and wound up flat on his back, her legs straddling his hips and her breasts pushing against his chest.
Thankfully, not even a single wild animal went past their tent for the next half hour.
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There was just something so exciting about watching Jill masturbate. She wasn't close enough to see everything, but the sight of Jill, wet and naked, one hand on her breast and the other stroking between her legs...that was more than enough.
The wyvern rider, unaware of her audience, sat spread-eagle on a damp, flat rock, the water lapping at her already dripping folds and inner thighs. Two fingers thrust in and out of her sex, massaging the folds, her thumb pressing and rubbing on her clit in a circular motion. Her other hand squeezed her breast, pinching her rock-hard nipple.
As the pitch and frequency of the moans increased, Lethe intensified her focus on the masturbating young woman, aware of her own growing arousal. When Jill came, Lethe could swear she felt the tree shake with the power of that orgasm.
"YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYESS!!!"
Jill slowly sank into the stream, her body slowly coming down from its high under the soothing caresses of the water.
Lethe shifted forms, climbed down the tree, hurried back to her tent and tore her clothes off. Damn you, Jill. Why do you do this to me...and why can't I stop?!
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It started out as a simple training session. Didn’t it always? There was nothing strange in the frantic parries and jarring blows that threatened to wrench the sword from Guy’s hand.
“Your grip is weak,” said Karel sternly, “How do you expect to defeat me if you cannot even keep ahold of your own weapon?”
“I’m sorry, Master.” This, too, was perfectly normal.
Karel scoffed, “Don’t apologize for the problem, fix it!” he reached to correct Guy’s stance, shifting his fingers on the hilt. As he removed his hands, he trailed his own fingers along the length of the blade, tilting it into the correct angle.
It was a perfectly simple gesture, but somehow, Guy couldn’t quite tear his gaze away. He felt his ears burning.
“Something the matter, Guy?” Karel smirked, drawing his hand up and down along the blade, “You look ill.”
“N-no, Master, I, ah—“
“An unwell man is hardly a worthy opponent. Perhaps we ought to end this session now,” he leaned closer, “Hm?”
Guy squeaked out a “yes” and managed a bow that more closely resembled a duck. He sheathed his sword with a sigh and thought ruefully that “simple” training sessions had ceased to exist some time ago.
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...That was lame. Rats.
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Despite the name order, I felt like mixing it up a bit. Hope you don't mind!
Rath didn't know how he'd let Wil talk him into this. Sex was one thing, but when Wil announced he wanted to be more creative, the nomad had assumed he meant...well, anything but him lying on the ground naked with his wrists tied to a couple of trees."Would you relax already?" the archer scolded. "It's totally safe!"
"But not private," Rath said.
"Aww, we've done it outdoors plenty of times and we've never been caught!"
"Not like this, though."
Wil stripped his clothes off and knelt between the nomad's legs.
"No one knows we're here, so would you knock it off?" He smirked and ran a fingertip up and down Rath's hardness, making him gasp. "And if you were really so against this you wouldn't be as hard as you are right now."
"W-Wil..."
The sudden warm wetness of Wil's mouth suddenly enveloped his cock, and any other protests he might have had died on the spot. Every shred of awareness centered on the suction of Wil's mouth, the sweep of his tongue, auburn hair tickling the sides of his thighs...the sensations tingled, then sparked, then finally exploded as he flooded Wil's mouth with his orgasm.
As he caught his breath, he heard Wil swallow hard, then cough a bit.
"You really oughta warn a guy when you do that," he teased. Rath couldn't help but laugh a bit.
"If I could move, I'd get you for that," he said. Wil grabbed a jar of oil from his discarded pants.
"You'll have your chance," he said, "but we'll get to that later." He set the jar to the side and straddled Rath's shoulders, his erection just inches away from his mouth. Rath inched his head forward and gave it a few teasing licks before sliding his tongue over the length of the shaft. He felt himself slowly growing hard again as Wil fucked his face.
"Oh, Rath...Rath, I'm going to...!" He gently pushed at the nomad's head, pulling himself out of his mouth. "Not yet," he panted. "Not like that..." He grabbed the jar and applied the oil to Rath's cock. Rath licked his lips, secretly relieved Wil hadn't decided to come in his mouth. He was doubly relieved to find out that he would be the penetrating partner. They both groaned as Wil seated himself on Rath's erection.
By now the entire army could have been watching and Rath wouldn't have cared. His only regret was that he couldn't move his hand to stroke Wil...the archer must have realized this as well, undoing the bond around his partner's left wrist.
Not surprisingly, Wil came first. Rath came a few moments later, Wil sprawled against his chest as they caught their breath.
"So," Wil said, "still think this was a bad idea?"
Rath grinned.
"No. But next time? You'll be the one wearing the ropes."
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February 24 2009, 23:06:18 UTC 3 years ago
I feel ashamed.
NOTE: If you are ever bitten by a poisonous snake or poisonous anything, DO NOT suck out the poison. The poison can get into your blood stream through any cuts you have in your mouth. It is an out of date method.NOTE 2: Not exactly what anon wanted, but I hope this is close enough anyway. Don't this too seriously, I was only challenging myself to get it to work.
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“Ow! Dammit...” Erk jerked his arm away, flinging the snake to the side, and examined the bite. It was small wound and nothing compared to the types of wounds he had been receiving lately, but if Erk remembered correctly, the snakes in this area tended to be poisonous.
Erk had to keep calm and find either Serra or Priscilla. Perhaps one of the mounted soldiers could give him a ride. But as he began to move, he realized with some concern that no one was nearby, and even if they were, the horseback riders would have trouble getting through forest he was in.
“Erk! Where are you?” Marcus! Erk thought with relief. But he didn’t hear the sounds of hooves...
“I’m here! I need an antidote, but I’ve successfully routed this area,” said Erk as Marcus walked into view. He was not riding his horse.
“I don’t have an antidote. Where were you bitten? How long has it been?” Erk showed him his arm. Erk answered, “Here, on my arm. It’s been about fifteen minutes, I believe.”
Marcus nodded and frowned. “I should remove as much poison as I can to slow the spreading, as they’re both quite a ways away, and if it spreads to far before we get to a healer..,” Marcus murmured to him as he pulled a small, thin piece of metal. “It’ll take a moment.” Erk nodded which Marcus didn’t see as he bent his head over the bite with the metal at his lips, and began sucking at the wound through the metal.
Erk watched, eyes unconsciously wide. There was a rising feeling in his chest that he had never experienced with poison before. Marcus would suck, lift his head and spit to the side, and bring his head down again to repeat. He could see some blood at the sides of the metal, and it dripped down his arm. Erk began feeling quite uncomfortable and ashamed, but he still couldn’t quite place why.
With a final spit to the side, Marcus stood and brought Erk up with him. Erk’s arm tingled, and the feeling didn’t leave.
When Pent asked if he was truly all right later at camp, and pointed out there was something off about him, Erk lied and said that everything was fine.
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“Ow! What was that for?”
Elincia sighed, patting her pegasus on the head. “I don't think Kara likes you, Tibarn. Probably because you were crushing her neck, sitting like that.”
“Oh.” Tibarn looked suitably embarrassed. “That’d explain why it bit me.”
She nodded, whispering comfortingly to Kara, who merely glared at Tibarn. “I don’t think this is going to work,” the queen responded.
“Being bitten kind of killed the mood, anyway.” He shrugged. “Oh, well. I guess we’ll have to stick to the ground from now on.”
“Are you sure? I don’t want Geoffrey to walk in on us again.”
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Joshua considered himself to be a pretty lucky guy, most of the time. He’d yet to fall in battle, at any rate, which had to count for something. As Artur loaded yet another roll of bandages onto the formidable stack in his arms, however, he thought that maybe his luck had finally run out.
“Come now, Joshua, it’s not as bad as all that,” Artur laughed, “Besides, I did win the bet.”
“If I had known I would be doing grunt work all day,” he growled in return, “I’d have made sure you didn’t. There’re much more interesting things we could be doing right now.”
Artur tsked and swatted the myrmidon good-naturedly, “No more cheating, Joshua! Besides, what else could we be doing?”
Joshua’s only reply was a smirk.
“Honestly!” Artur flushed and swatted him again, “Really though, Joshua, I’ve been spending so much time training with you that I haven’t been able to do anything else. Moulder was injured rather badly today, as I’m sure you know, and Natasha is exhausted, so I thought I would take the burden of healer-duty off her shoulders for a bit,” he smiled one of his broad, sweet smiles, “I may not be as good with a staff as she is yet, but at least I can help!”
“And let me guess; you want me to be your beast of burden, right?”
“I would greatly appreciate it.”
“Well, all right,” Joshua sighed theatrically, “you did win the bet.”
“Thank you, Joshua.”
The next several hours passed in a blur of lifting, hauling, and running about. It seemed as if everyone and their wyvern (or their ego, in the case of Prince Innes), was suffering from some sort of injury. Joshua could only shake his head in amazement as Artur tended to overcurious mages, overenthusiastic warriors, and, yes, even Cormag’s oversized wyvern.
“Whoo, glad that’s over!” Joshua groaned when they finally retired for the night. He flopped down onto the bedding and stretched, “I don’t see how you managed to keep going. You get so tired when we spar.”
“I like helping people,” said Artur, smiling and lying beside him, “it’s my calling, you know.”
Joshua smiled in return, “Sure. I still think there’re better things to ask for when you win a bet.”
Artur glanced at him thoughtfully, “We agreed that I get the whole evening, did we not?”
“Yep.”
“Good,” Artur abruptly rolled over top of Joshua and kissed him, “I hope you still have some energy left?”
“Now you’re talking!”
Joshua tried to move so that he was on top, but Artur held him down gently.
“I did win this time,” he said, another disarmingly sweet smile lighting up his face.
Joshua laughed, “So you did. All right, I’m at your mercy.”
He later concluded that he was, in fact, the luckiest guy alive.
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December 22 2007, 01:10:49 UTC 4 years ago
Lyndis/Kent, Post-game and spoilerific if needs be. Life back in the plains. Gentle and Loving, but Lyndis still tops.
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April 22 2008, 21:21:02 UTC 4 years ago
They'd settled down five years ago, but he still remembers the first night like it was yesterday. Lyndis had cried with joy at being home, finally, and spent the evening lying outside the ger gazing up at the stars.
"It's beautiful. Even the view from the hill in Caelin doesn't compare to this," Kent remarked as he laid down beside her. She looked at him.
"You're not sorry you left, are you?"
"You told me to go with what my heart desired, and this is it. You're what I want, Lyndis, whether we were to stay in Caelin or travel the world," he said.
She stood up and led him back into the house
"Show me how much you want me," she whispered, leaning in to kiss him.
He'd been so nervous that night as they'd shed their clothes, preparing to take that all-important step. Always the gentleman, he'd knelt before her and kissed her hands as she sat naked on their bed, waiting for him to join her.
"Though I am no longer a knight, you're still my lady," he murmured, "in every sense of the word."
Once his clothes were off, though, the "roles" seemed to reverse themselves; he found himself lying beneath her, sensual and sure. He could still feel the softness of her body against him, hear her moans as she responded to his caresses, see her face and hair soaked with sweat as they moved.
She lay against his chest as they came down from their climaxes, her eyes half-closed and a look of utter bliss on her face.
"Kent," she whispered, "I love you."
While their marriage had certainly not lacked for passion in the years to come, nothing could quite compare to the memory of that first time.
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December 22 2007, 02:34:48 UTC 4 years ago
Bonus points if she's thinking of someone the whole time. Extra bonus points if it's Naesala, but that's not a requirement.
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December 22 2007, 20:48:06 UTC 4 years ago
"when I think about you I touch myself~"
"Is everything alright, milady?" Sigrun said.
"I'm just tired tonight. I believe I'll retire early."
Sigrun smiled benevolently "Of course, you need your rest after such a hard day! Sweet dreams, milady."
Beyond the closed doors, she threw herself on her bed. It was a silly thing, to have won a war and the only thing her mind seemed to linger on was a blood contract.
King Kilvas had a magnetic presence, she remembered being lifted, the feel of his arms around her,
the scent of him, dark wings encircling her, this all seemed burned in her mind.
Naesala had teased her, called her a child who barely knew a thing about the adult world, especially of the sexual kind, and then, tweaked her nose. Like a child. She! Sanaki Kisrch Altina, ruler of the theocracy Begion, a child! The thought still incensed her
And yet...
Sanaki’s mind rearranged the current setting. The bed was wide, by far large enough to seat two, and made with only the softest materials, large oblong shaped pillows buffet her on both sides. She rolled over on her back, head braced by soft pillows.
She could almost see him, visualize his form before her, the same lascivious smirk, daring her on.
“Oh? I thought you weren’t interested in me. Hm, I’ll just have to test this interest.”
She could remember the lines of his body. An archer had taken a lucky shot while his back was turned,
he’d taken off his shirt and cooly pulled out the shaft of the arrow, only slightly wincing in pain as the head was pulled out of his bare skin.
When Naesala noticed her watching, he smirked. “Go ahead, look all you want. It’s not every day you get this sort of chance. You might learn something” She had turned away, face flushed in a mix of anger and embarrassment and proclaimed that she was merely checking his wounds. He’d laughed then, and pulled his shirt back on “Whoops, lost your chance. Better chance next time.”
Remembering this brought color to her face again. She licked her hand to wet it, then slipped it under her blouse, cupping a small yet perky breast, her thumb rolling against the nipple until it grew hard, each stroke causing involuntary spasms, her hips rocking – with her other hand, she began to stroke her clit, softly, softly, energy building up inside her.
Biting back moans, she shuddered, her mind placing images, his body over hers, his fingers stroking her,
his tongue tracing down her stomach, unconsciously, her hips rocked harder in motion as she moved her other hand deep between her legs, deep inside, thrusting fingers in and out of the warmth, she was spinning, spiraling — She panted as orgasm soared through her, warm spasms running from her center upwards, mind completely blank except for pleasure at that one fleeting moment.
Sanaki thought that she had to draw up a new blood contract, this one would have certain clauses that pertained to her bedroom.
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