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Ficlet Emblem	By : megadeth425 Category: +A through F > Fire Emblem (all) > Fire Emblem (all) Views: 20642 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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It should have intimidated Robin, a slight and short girl in over her head, spread out on a mattress as two sets of much larger-than-hers hands worked over her body. And it did, a little bit, but she that the Khans respected her-though perhaps not for her physical prowess-and that made it sharing a bed with them less intimidating.
She lay between the two large, muscular frames, Basilio behind her with his hands kneading her back and his lips forceful at the back of her neck, letting all the tension of the day’s intense sparring ease away. Flavia was a little more gentle, having slid down Robin’s body, her lips seizing one of the girl’s nipples and sucking on it. Her fingers slid up and down her slit slowly, letting the girl slowly grow wetter and hotter between them. Robin could do nothing but twist and moan, every way her body pushed blocked by the solid, unyielding mass of a Khan. She found that the more she squirmed, the tighter she found herself squeezed, and the excitement that sent through her only made her squirm harder.
Once Robin was primed, suddenly they changed their approach. Flavia and Basilio were both very physical, and things in the bedroom were no different. Once they had the tactician ready for them, Basilio’s hands grasped her waist and pulled her up, letting Flavia squirm free. He dragged her back a little, the small girl squirming eagerly in her new-found freedom as they rather forcefully set her into position.
“I knew neither of you were the gentle kind,” she said with a smile, finding herself dragged a significant distance from Flavia, whose hands grasped her shoulders. Basilio's grasp on her hips tightened and his body shifted, making her aware of something between her thighs. Her legs tightened, squeezing his cock as she purred and rolled her hips a little to tease him. Their coordinated treatment had worked a wonder on her, leaving her heavily aroused and making her motions just a little needier.
The Khans smirked at her remark, sharing a moment as they got Robin firmly into position. Flavia's muscular thighs parted, one of her hands easing up from shoulder to head, strong fingers gripping her hair and easing her head between her legs. Basilio lingered a little longer, rather liking the tightness of soft thighs squeezing his shaft, and he rocked, thrusting into the warmth for a moment. He enjoyed the feeling of Robin, so much smaller than him, built to frail and smooth. He adored the definition of Flavia's legs, but the softness of the tactician's was a rare and pleasant sensation he had to appreciate for a second.
Once he'd had his fill of it, he set his sights on a very different kind of softness. His strong hands eased her legs apart and he shifted his position. She helped him along, angling her back and raising her rear so that her pussy was much easier to reach. It was fortunate that his touch was so firm and immediately forward with his intentions, because she couldn't see much with Flavia's legs wrapping around her head. She was thankful for her ability to focus, since she had to cooperate with him blindly while her tongue slithered out and began licking up and down the slit before her.
Flavia's grip in her hair tightened and she leaned back against the headboard, smiling contently and watching her western counterpart ease himself into the guest in their bed that night. She didn't have to do much from her position except receive pleasure, and she decided to make herself comfortable. The hand not holding onto Robin's head for guidance massaged her shoulder, eager to touch and feel more of her. Much like Basilio, she gladly took advantage of the chance to touch someone so gentle. It was such a nice change from the usual, and she was glad that Robin was with them that night. She and Basilio were usually so competitive with each other, and while wild, athletic sex throughout the room was always a thrill, taking it slower with a third person in the middle brought a welcome variety.
Robin moaned into Flavia's groin as Basilio pushed into her, not as gentle as someone else may have been but not as rough as she expected. He was large enough to give her pause, but she didn't pull away from him at all, keeping still as she focused solely on circling Flavia's clit with her tongue. She'd never been in a threesome before, nor had she been with somebody so strong, and so the two pairs of hands working her over so forcefully were strange sensations that she very quickly fell in love with as her own hands found their places on whatever part of Flavia they felt comfortable at that moment. Sometimes her inner thighs, other her calves, her stomach, her rear... Wherever they went, they found muscle.
The West Khan went slow with her at first, but he wasn't keen on a slow build to his desired pace so much as just readying her for it by making sure he wouldn't hurt her. Once she began moving along with his slow thrusts, he set out giving her a proper fucking, quickly ramping things up. He could hear her gasp and moan into the East Khan's thighs, but none of her body language seemed to imply she wanted him to stop, so he proceeded. The slick velvet smoothness of her around his cock was intense, and he was eager to push back into it, moaning as he gripped her hips harder, holding her in place so that his rough thrusts wouldn't move her too much.
Though held stationary, Basilio's thrusts still shook her, leading to a more frantic eating out of Flavia, who didn't mind the sudden change in pace much at all. She could feel the tactician's tongue all over her; dipping inside of her, lapping at her folds, sometimes her head jerking and getting her thigh by accident. It was all good by her, so long as the pleasure continued. She rocked her hips, bucking up against the tactician's face as the tongue slithered around inside her pussy, feeling absolutely amazing. She always had to straddle Basilio's face to get him to eat her out, and it was all part of their dominance struggle, so she rarely got to feel a skilled tongue devotedly working her the same way Robin's was.
Robin lay in the middle, absolutely ruined by them. The feeling of Basilio fucking her, way Flavia pushed her head down and tugged on her hair for more, the sheer eroticism of her position... It was more than she could handle, and it was no surprise to her when she felt her orgasm crashing down on her. She'd never been in so hot a position in her life, and she never stood a chance. She cried out as her body burned up, shoving her face down into Flavia's loins and going at it even harder as her pussy clenched down around Basilio's cock in a desperate, biological need to make him fill her up. He was happy to oblige her, grunting seconds later as her pussy leaked down onto the bed and his cock jerked inside of her, spurting his thick, plentiful seed into her as his thrusts slowed down before coming to a stop.
The slight girl and the much larger man both went limp and still, looking to Flavia, who remained seated with a crooked smirk on her face and her orgasm still a distant goal. For them to both stop doing what they were doing and putting her pleasure on hold was unacceptable. “I hope you're both ready to make cumming first up to me.”
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