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Freyjabaugr: A Fire Emblem H-eroes Story	By : Scrib_eyeSteak Category: +A through F > Fire Emblem (all) > Fire Emblem (all) Views: 2998 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Deep in the winter woods, the opulent manor glowed with festive fertile light. The cold outside was abated by the crackling fires and the heat of writhing bodies in every parlor. It had many names, but tonight it was known as the Freyjabaugr. And much like the goddess of yore and her lascivious necklace, the women of the evening were all proud to bear or ultimately bear a certain mantle.
Mother.
Inside, The ladies walked freely through the manor. Most wearing the same attire that could be generously called 'clothing, and all wearing rich festive hats with mistletoe pinned in the hem lining. Some already carried a few gifts from the gentlemen that they'd shared time with. Their many suitors concealed themselves with false beards and matching hats - and nothing else.
In the main lounge, a few stragglers watched the center stage and the lascivious, lithe dancer atop it. Her sultry coos captivated her audience - young, old, and very much fertile. And the dancer kept them up and ready as she ground and writhed upon the flawless silver pole.
Azura traded her usual attire for something more festive and risque - essentially a wrap of ribbons that barely covered her breasts and nethers. Each and every curve beyond those intimates were on full display, right down to the ties around her arms and legs. The way she flaunted and frolicked across the stage left a lovely storm of blue hair coiling around purple weaves. All hiding the sensual hints of her fair flesh.
She sang sultry songs of snow and ice, winter and revelry that she punctuated with her body. Her audience listened with raptured delight in deep, plush chairs. She didn't pay attention to who lingered or left - her only true focus was on the song.
Time crawled as she cooed carol after sultry carol, eyeing the bearded suitors that passed by. A few walked by, cock's out with ribbons tied near their bases. She sometimes saw her fellow mothers being led in and out to the nearby halls. Occasionally, the suitor decided to sit down, and bring his lady with him for a little light refreshment. Such as the Hoshidan queen on her knees before one such man.
Mikoto wore the designated uniform of the Freyjabaugr, but just barely. Her sheer red babydoll was straining against the supple mother's massive tits. Pebbly nipples stuck out on full display after one too many fur-lined bras had snapped off her chest. Her hat was a little lopsided, exposing more of her obsidian tresses.
The queen's gentle stomach was compressed around the festive onyx belt, much as her neck was squeezed by the matching little choker. Black mid-length gloves and knee high-heeled boots completed her attire. Especially since her thong was wrapped around her gentleman's cock.
Mikoto popped off his cock and swirled her tongue around the slit. Her eyes glanced over to her dancing daughter before turning to her entranced suitor. She smiled and softly said, "Doesn't she have a lovely voice? I'm proud of her - as equally proud as any of my darling children.
The queen let him enjoy Azura's performance as she tended to his loins. She brought her panties up to his crown and dabbed up some spit. The silky sheer undergarments made him bristle as she rolled her panties back down to his shaft. "I can't sing as well as her...but I do have another skill with my throat you know~"
Mikoto winked before plopping him back in her mouth. The man groaned as her tongue playfully lashed against his shaft. The eager queen guided him back to her waiting throat.
She pushed him down.
"S-Shit!"
She grinned around his girth as inch after fat inch was gulped down her made it look so effortless as her throat bulged out. Her lips caressed his base. His pubes brushed against her, making her giggle with his cock encased in her windpipe.
Mikoto backed off his shaft and wrested off him with a loud, wet pop. her easy breaths were eclipsed by the wheezing suitor. The queen chuckled at his plight as she brushed her lingerie aside and let her tits sway freely. She cupped each bountiful breast and jiggled them invitingly. "I could keep doing that...or I could use these."
The suitor was nodding so fast she'd swear his neck would snap. Slowly, with agonizing, tantalizing mirth, she poured her bosom over his cock until he was utterly smothered in her tit-flesh. Mikoto gently raked her nails across her creamy skin before grabbing the sides and pushing the together.
She could feel the eyes on her - the men who were drawn from her daughter's dance and to her lascivious acts. Even Azura slowed her motions as she keenly watched her guardian's sordid work. Mikoto wasn't swayed or perturbed - she was confident in herself and her choices off the throne.
The suitor enjoyed the queen's royal touch as she kneaded her bosom like the finest baker. Her soft voice reached his ears. "Nice, aren't they? Maybe not as good as Nohr's dragons, but you'll find them to be just as soft, and equally priceless."
She adjusted her grip, pointing her nipples more inward. The sharp nubs rolled over his shaft, causing both of them to react. Guttural groans and lustful purrs filled the brief void as Azura started a new carol.
The queen leaned in and smooched his cockhead. "You know, Camilla sometimes comes down here - not these nights of course, but you may see her if you visit regularly. Who knows- you may even see more than one."
She spat on him - an act lacking in malice or arrogance. In this den of sin she was less of a queen and more of a strumpet, and she proudly stood on both clashing stations. A regal voice rumbled a harlot's call. "Mmm, so hot. I wonder who you are under that beard...are you perhaps someone I know?"
It was said in jest- she truly didn't care. She'd seen to several men already tonight - strapping, virile men of different tones and ages. It was a shame that they'd put forth so little in 'borrowing' her - she was left craving more after they'd already spirited away. But finally, she hit the perfect catch in the form of some kind of blueblood hidden behind the tacky cover.
Mikoto suppressed a giggle. As ridiculous as the beards were, they did their job nicely. The man throbbing in her tits could be anyone - Hero, soldier, or even just a rich noble with the commander's ear. It could even be… 'Oh my, focus Mikoto,' she chided herself before turning back to her suitor.
"Mmm, you seem strong - I'd love to be in your arms, keeping me warm on this cold night," she hugged herself against his dick. Mikoto nuzzled the throbbing crown, giggling as a dollop of pre-nut smeared her cheek. "Wouldn't that be nice - us, laying in bed. Under mountains of blankets… maybe with your cock in my ass?"
Her casual admission sent icy down his back. Instantly, the queen-mother tightened her tit-trap until he was consumed in her bosom. Only his quivering slit was free for her to salivate over. A noble yet sultry laugh escaped her lips at the sight.
"Oho ho ho - Oh my dear, you have no idea what you're in for, do you? Well you must've known when you stepped in, but when you picked me?"
Ptoo!
Drool - slobber, poured from her open mouth. She panted like a bitch in heat, and the clear sign of her thighs scraping together was clear to see. She resisted the urge to finger herself and focused on him.
"I'm not one of the young vixens fated for birth - I've been there, and the cravings it leaves has been like no dream, or nightmare, you could possibly imagine. I'm a woman in my prime, and ready to sire more heirs...but are you worthy of it?"
Her breasts fell away as she grabbed his dick with both hands. Mikoto's mad sneer seared into his mind as he watched the horny queen pump her spit and his pre-seed over his shaft.
"I'm going to drain you, boy. You better have a few potions on hand, because when I get you in my arms...you're not leaving until I'm comatose. And I'm gonna start with a nice, hot helping of soup - fresh from this thick carrot. "
She reared down and lightly nipped at his hanging foreskin.
"So cum."
"Gah!"
Mikoto chirped in glee as a hot, sticky rope lashed across her beautiful face. Her lips opened wide to swallow the rest up and gobble down the salty taste of a man's eggnog. Though her cheeks billowed and her throat struggled to swallow as much as she could, in the end a heaping drizzling of nut glazed over her chest. A sticky web was formed between her exposed bosom and the strained babydoll that left smears across the sheer nightie.
The queen ate as much as he offered. As he softened in her lips, she brought her tounge out to coax and clean as much leftover spunk as she could muster. She kept her eyes locked on the mysterious man as she bobbed her head up and down.
Pwah~
Mikoto pulled away, mouth open and clear of cum. She rose to her feet, wearing the stain as a sign of pride. Her fist took her bunched up panties and smeared them all over his dick as she pulled him up and cooed, "You still have more time with me, handsome. Why don't we head upstairs~"
Azura watched her guardian depart with a final wink to her pseudo-daughter. The dancer continued her routine, bringing her leg high and straddling against the pole until her feet were off the ground. She spun, gaze still sharp over the rancorous cheers. She knew she had the eyes of a particular duo and licked her lips.
'I can't wait to get off stage.'
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Freyjabaugr: A Fire Emblem H-eroes Story