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Partnership	By : The_Ant_King Category: +A through F > Fire Emblem (all) > Fire Emblem (all) Views: 17189 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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This chapter is a prologue. There is going to be a bit of build up to the action in the next chapter or two and i wanted to give anyone reading a small taste of what I intend the story to be like, content wise, before opening with the more fluffy and less explicit part.

It was a beautiful wedding, really. The guests were beaming, the food was delicious, the entertainment was fascinating. And, of course, the young couple was radiant. None of it was anywhere near enough. Not for what he needed. His eyes frantically darted from one thing to another, desperate for something, anything to distract him. The food worked for almost five seconds, the architecture of the church only 3. The dance floor was a serious mistake, Olivias' shaking hips very nearly the end. Bride and groom would be his undoing even more surely then Olivia's gyrations, looking upon them would make it impossible to avoid thinking of his own blushing bride. And she had better be blushing.
The other wedding guests were a mixed blessing as half, like Olivia, would do more harm then good. The other half, though, were invaluable. So long as he remembered not to stare too long, that would only invite people to look back. Close scrutiny right now would be the end of his reputation. A casual observer would not have seen anything out of the ordinary, just a husband and wife embracing at a friends wedding. Doubtlessly recalling their own ceremony. They would smile at such affection lingering years into a marriage before moving on, finding something else to look at. But a more thorough gaze would doubtlessly spot something. The way Tharja's hands, one at his front and one at his back, were making constant, tiny movements as she snuggled into his side. The way his breathing was strained, deep long breaths the only thing keeping him from openly panting. The sweat running down his head, as much as in combat or training. They would wonder what was happening with his body, hidden from view by Tharja's cape and then his own robes.
They might figure out that Tharja's left hand was cradling his cock while her right had a finger deep in his ass. At a fucking wedding. But why in Ylisse did he think that would stop her? It combined her two favourite things, a romantic atmosphere and an incredibly inapropriate place to fuck. Her two favourite things that weren't a part of his body, he reminded himself as she slid in almost another inch, black painted nail scraping deep inside. Scraping at something incredibly sensitive as her other hand continued pumping his cock. Scraping horribly. Scraping wonderfully.
A tiny moan escaped as he forced another deep breath down his throat. Barely audible but, to Tharja and her tormented husband, louder then the church bells. The grin spreading across her face at that victory would have broken him, so he continued looking at everything but her. Continued the desperate search for distractions. Surrender was so incredibly tempting, but he knew from long experience that she wound find a way to get him just as hard, just as eager, in an impossibly short time. No, orgasming would just get her to start round two. Knowing Tharja, it would even be more overt then just her hands hidden by robe and cape. No, surrender wasn't an option.
A delighted chuckle and a doubling of the speed with which she pulled at his cock reminded him that it really wasn't his choice. Not all battles could be won. An ancient evil dragon god was one thing, his wife deciding it was time for him to come when she was in a dominant mood another thing entirely. The best he could do was delay the inevitable.
Unless.....he went on the offensive. He couldn't get her off, or get her off him, without revealing what she was doing, but there were other ways to get to her. Smiling at last he whispered as huskily as he could.
"If you don't stop right the fuck now, when we get home I am going to fuck you so hard you won't be able to walk for a week."
Her reaction was immediate. Her entire body began to tremble, her breasts pressing into his side even harder, the hand on his cock jerking wildly and the finger in his ass almost vibrating. But she didn't stop. Not for a second. Looking into her eyes, he almost came from the depraved joy shining from them. Swallowing, he forced himself to look away. She was trembling with eagerness.
Damnit. Being agressive when she has already taken charge only makes her more dominant. Is it the knowledge that I will pay her back for every second of this next time? Or the thirll of overwhelming my resistance and making me submit?
Which was it for me, last night? When I held her down and made her come over and over and over? Was it the joy of dominating her or the anticipation, the knowledge that she would dominate me just as thoroughly soon?
He knew the answer before he even asked himself the question. Both. For her and for me. Tharja interrupted his musing, leaning to his ear, delicate lips parting to whisper.
"Don't even try to delude yourself into being surprised by my reaction. You knew exactly what saying that would do to me."
Her voice alone almost did it. Breath warm against his face. Voice sliding into his ear, not in it's usual monotone but in the depraved hiss she used when she was dominating him. A voice dripping with sex and power, all the more effective because he could not deny the truth of it. The voice of a dark mage who could hex anyone into oblivion or make a man cum with no more then a raised eyebrow. And he was getting so much more then a raised eybrow. Her teeth sank into his earlobe and it was too much. Far too much.
Moaning, he surrendered completely, giving himself to the pleasure. Submitting to her as he had a thousand times. As he would a thousand tomes more. With her teeth in his ear, it was impossible for him not to feel the smile that stretched across her lips as she released his cock and instead sank her sharp nails into his thigh. Indescribable pleasure fled from the sudden burst of pain, like birds scared off by the clash of sword against shield. It was enough, just, to keep him from orgasm. And almost enough to make him shout in frustration, despite discovery. Then, whispered so softly that he wouldn't have been able to hear it if her teeth weren't in his ear
"Not until i say you can."
Her hand went back to his still hard cock and a second finger joined the first, sliding into his ass slowly so that he felt every millimeter of penetration.
Half way between groaning in frustration and moaning in joy, he couldn't help wondering how the hell they had gotten to this point.
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