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Tales of the Europan War	By : JPR Category: +S through Z > Valkyria Chronicles Views: 19665 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: This a non-profit erotic fan parody, I do not own Valkyria Chronicles. All rights to Valkyria Chronicles are owned by SEGA and its corresponding subsidiaries.

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Author's Notes: I'm not done with the second part of the Battle at barious chapter, but I did feel a little inclined to include this draft of a "deleted" sex scene from the last chapter that happened between Ellet and Welkin. This scene would've been after Welkin's dream in the last chapter, but instead of finding relief from the OC, he found it it in Ellet...again. I thought it wouldn't hurt to put this here since it's still related to the material of this story, so not a violation of the TOS or content guidelines (I Hope), and let you guys decide what you'd prefer as "canon" as far as progression goes. Or in the words of the game, chapters with the asterisks are optional. Lolz. So...here you go.
If nothing else, it might explain to y'all more why I take so long, since scrapping scenes like this can happen numerous times in a single part of a chapter. All this time...wasted! Lolz
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Ellet wasn’t sure what Welkin had been dreaming about, but it had gotten him all hot and sweaty and couldn’t help but think it was a dirty dream. Her evidence was on the film of her camera, when she took a picture of a half naked Welkin sleeping in the embrace of his even more naked sister on the floor of the Edelweiss. Despite Isara not being as well-endowed as the blonde reporter, she was sure that even the slightest feel of breasts on his skin could get a magnificent stud like Welkin to start stirring with ideas in his dreams. So as a citizen of Gallia, and more importantly as a woman of Gallia, Ellet felt she was performing her civil duty by helping this future hero relieve his pent up sexual needs, even though that was the opposite of what was true. With the older sibling still locked in his sister embrace, Ellet expertly removed Welkin’s impressive cock and spit on it to help lube it before wrapping her lips around Welkin’s gradually swelling member.
Naturally, this led to a pretty dramatic change in what Welkin was dreaming about, but he would not see it to fruition on account of the swift change being too much of shock, even for an eccentric like Welkin. Welkin did not wake with a start surprisingly, but instead casually rose his head from the folded up jacket and dress shirt he was using as a makeshift pillow. Seeing his sister first, he was very concerned about what might be going on from the pleasant feeling of his dick, but let out a sigh of relief when all saw was Ellet sucking his cock.
Welkin checked his wristwatch to assess the time, “Is it that time already?”
There was an audible pop before Ellet responded, “Hey! It was the pheromones from your dirty dream that got me all riled up this time. Plus I get bored when I don’t sleep.”
Dirty dream? Welkin couldn’t quite remember what he was dreaming about, but the last images he could ascertain were of a beautiful, well-endowed, woman. So it was hard to come up with a counterargument to Ellet’s reasoning, especially with his dick fully erect and wet with her saliva. She didn’t give him any break either, and continued her blowjob as he carefully left Isara’s embrace and scooted her away.
“So this is my fault?” Being the nature fanatic he was, he had no trouble believing the fact that his pheromones acted as a mating call, and was referring to her now trying to gag on his cock.
No, Ellet shook her head while twisting her body around so that her wet pussy was in Welkin’s face putting the young lovers in a sixty-nine, but this is.
Welkin got the hint and started feasting on the pink neatly trimmed snatch of Ellet with playful circular motions. It was a routine that had become quite common for Welkin, assuming it was a night he slept. Yesterdays battle however seemed to put the Imperials into retreat, and the night was quiet, forcing Welkin to catch up on the lost hours of rest. It was like the finals portion of his schooling career, but any failing on this test would likely cost lives. Just like the finals at Randgriz University though, there was always a little fun to be had in between to help relieve the stress of the opposite sex. Most of these escapades were the result of Welkin being a close friend to Faldio in the past, who like now was quite the playboy. That’s not to say that Welkin was shy around women though, it was just his tactics were not as aggressive as Faldio’s when it came to pursuing them.
That’s when the last conversation with Faldio began to rekindle in Welkin’s mind, he had once conjured the notion that he was something of a father to Squad 7, so why not be more like the Alpha of Squad 7? This idea held some conflict with Ellet since she was not technically a member of the squad, and Welkin wondered if the conversation of “letting nature take its course” was relevant to her at all. If Squad 7 was a pack of wolves then the vagabond of a reporter would be a stray that wonders in and out from time to time. Ellet after all spent a lot of time around every squadron of the regiment as it became necessary for gathering information on whatever it was she decided to release on the radiowaves. Nature; Alpha; vagabond; sex; if one of the theses supported by Welkin was correct, then the reproductive habits of his control group should be relational to the fundamental need of spreading ones genes. The epiphany struck him like lightning and his heart skipped a beat. Ellet totally applied to the friendly advice provided by Faldio, and why shouldn’t Welkin trust a fellow scholar. After all, getting into the moment was something he had already been doing. With Susie three years ago, with Captain Varrot in her office, his failed attempt with Alicia in Bruhl, and Juno the night they went out together in Randgriz. The only exception was Rosie, who Welkin thought of as doing his job as Squad leader, but perhaps that too was just the need of an Alpha to assert dominance. So assert it, he would.
Without warning, Welkin rolled himself over Ellet and began fucking her throat while making out furiously with the lips of her pussy, it was like he had failed to make any class on the anatomy of human beings and had gotten it backwards. Ellet was too surprised to react at first, and she could feel her throat bulge all the way up to the base of her neck as Welkin thrust his large member until it vanished and pulled out to give her one second of breath before repeating the process over an over again. He also had his tongue playing with her clit while he plugged up her pussy with the fingers of his right hand and pulled her ass cheek apart with the grip of his left. Had Ellet been a normal woman, she would’ve submitted to Welkin’s claim over her right there, but just like Welkin had concluded she wouldn’t be forced to leave her boyfriend in favor of Welkin’s greater sexual prowess and wrapped her legs around his head to maintain some control of the rampant bull.
Meanwhile, as all pretense of trying not to wake up Isara faded, she had arisen to see her brother fucking the throat-pussy of Miss Ellet right in front of her. Of course it was hard for her not wake up from the noise inside the compact, but relatively spacious, interior of the Edelweiss while two people are interlocked in a passionate fuck session. The combination of Miss Ellet’s gagging and Welks’ slurping was enough to rouse the teenage Darcsen from her peaceful slumber, but without her open eyes being spotted. Isara had wondered if perhaps the sexual act was a result of her intentionally embracing Welks in her almost nude form as she tried to pretend to be sleeping still. This did not stop Isara from sliding a hand between her thighs and playing with herself though. She closed her eyes to maintain her ruse, and did the unthinkable by placing herself in the position of Miss Ellet, trying to endure her brother’s forceful entry while his balls slapped her face. Needless to say, Isara’s fantasies had grown quite wild since the last time she was stuck in this awkward predicament.
Ellet was squirting across the floor of the Edelweiss and into Welkin’s nostrils. It was a battle of who would cum first and Welkin had beaten his opponent. Arching her back in vain Ellet was orgasming harder than she ever had before and her body was in pure ecstasy as her lover continued his assault on her snatch until her writhing stopped. It was then that Welkin sat himself up and grasped the reporter’s breasts with a strong grip before continuing to fuck her throat. Ellet’s glasses had fallen off long ago and kept her head back to keep the track down her throat as wide as possible while she begged for the morning meal of Welkin’s seed inside her head. Her eyes were watery and pleading while Welkin made use of her in a way that did make her wonder if her cuck boyfriend was really worth staying with. Perhaps that romance she was looking for in her book could be her and Welkin’s story, but it was just the light-headedness talking, as her vision was beginning to fade. In an attempt to gasp much needed air, Ellet’s esophagus was contracting uncontrollably around Welkin’s dick, finally setting him off and giving Ellet the breakfast she wanted. This in turn also gave Ellet’s body the breath it wanted when Welkin pulled out, it didn’t surprise him that she had taken every last drop like a good girl. Unfortunately for Isara though, she took the grunting of her brother as the warning that made her stop playing with herself, and was now desperately wanting to satisfy herself.
Through heavy breaths Ellet asked, “What got into you? Not that I’m complaining.”
“…Not sure…war’s getting to me I guess.” Welkin checked his wristwatch again and decided it was time for him to leave the Edelweiss to see how things were this morning with the squad; both of his squads, on account of 8th being under his command for the time being, “Time to start working though.”
“That’s my hero-”
Welkin fixed his trousers and grabbed the remainder of his uniform with his toiletries before stepping outside, completely forgetting Isara was in the tank during that fuss. Ellet cleaned and dressed herself quickly and then followed behind him, leaving the Darcsen in heat inside. Isara got up after hearing the commander’s hatch close and looked for some cum on the floor, which she found, but not the masculine type she was looking for, and decided to find something to fix inside the tank in frustration.
Welkin was getting his uniform on and brushing his teeth from the water of his canteen at the same time, Ellet and him had spent the first thirty minutes of their morning fucking, and Welkin was trying to make up for some lost time. It wasn’t particularly necessary though since he was often one of the first to wake up that wasn’t on the last shift of night guard, and more than half of the squad was still trying to get all the sleep they could. Squad 7 and the rest of the 2nd Armored Division had been on the field since Kloden, and supplies were running thin. As it were Welkin had planned to get a shave in this morning only to realize that his supply of soap was depleted, making him debate whether or not to use his safety razor without it. That wasn’t the worst of it though; at least two-thirds of the ammunition in the Squad was depleted, including the shells required for the Edelweiss’ 88mm gun. All AP and APHE rounds had been used, leaving only APCR and HE rounds available for use, and the machine guns mounted on the tank probably only had a couple of belts left each. In fact if the Edelweiss’ condition was used as a judge for the state of the squad, then it would be best described as ‘been through a lot of shit.’ The spaced armor on the right side of the turret was ripped and bent, dust and oils had settled all over the recesses of the tank, paint was almost completely absent on the frontal armor, and scratches littered all areas of tank including the bags it bore for many members of the squad. And it still wasn’t over yet, making the trip back without running out of food seem like a miracle. Speaking of food, Welkin had to only eat a quarter ration this morning on account that the latest supply of rations failing to catch up with Delta Battery.
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