Mind over Matter | By : Just-A-Temp Category: +A through F > Fire Emblem (all) > Fire Emblem (all) Views: 23166 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4 |
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Olivia's dancing talents had helped the army many a time, either through their inherent mystical energies or their genuine beauty. The males of the camp - and at least a few women - had always appreciated it on another level as well, one that Olivia was almost certainly aware of and wasn't helping her shyness at all. Still, the costume - apparently traditional - showed off her body in ways that Robin could only dream about, hugging her hips and breasts in a shoking manner while leaving very little of her legs and buttocks to the imagination.
It wasn't unusual for Robin to call individuals up to his office for interviews, especially now that the war was over and he wanted to check on their emotional health. Still, it was actually a cover for his plan - the interviews were mostly pointless questions, but now that it had been happening for a few months nobody would think anything strange of someone disappearing to his office for a few hours - or that the room had been soundproofed for 'privacy'.
"Hello, Olivia." He smiled kindly, stepping up and walking to the door to help her in. The dancer ducked her head, shyly returning the smile.
"Hello, Robin. Why are you...?"
The lock slid shut with a click and Robin turned to her, pulling out the tome and muttering the incantation under his breath. Olivia's eyes widened for a moment, taking on a slightly glassy sheen, before returning to normal. "So we can't be disturbed. Now just remain there..."
"Oh. Of course." The dancer nodded. Robin grinned and began to strip, making the dancer blush and close her eyes.
"No, no. Watch."
Her eyes opened slowly as she stared at him, penis already erect, as he settled down in his armchair next to the fire with a wide grin on his face. "Let's set a few ground rules. First of all, until you leave, you will refer to me as 'master'."
"Yes, master."
"Excellent. Now, then, Olivia...dance for me. Sensually."
The feroxi nodded and, a blush enveloping her face, started to dance. Hips swaying exaggeratedly, chest thrust out, hair whipping back and forth, hands running up and down her sides, Olivia stammered out an apology for not knowing what she was doing even as Robin's cock twitched with anticipation just watching, almost painfully erect now.
"...strip..."
The dancer's breath hitched slightly and she hesitated, before the glaze came over her eyes again and she obeyed. Peeling her dress down, she revealed her moderately sized breasts and danced, making them jiggle. Soon, the entire outfit was on the floor, and Robin was staring at her perfect ass with drool gathering in his mouth. "Come here."
The dancer obeyed, hips swaying, as Robin rose from his chair and grabbed her by the waist, kissing her roughly. The dancer moaned into his mouth, and his hands strayed down to her ass and gave it a rough squeeze, getting a gasp of surprise from her. "Do you want this, Olivia?"
"Y-yes..."
Robin grinned and sat down again, dragging his hand along her legs as he did so. "Prove it."
The dancer hesitated, before taking a step forward and lowering herself onto his erection with a gasp. Robin moaned as his shaft became enveloped in her heat, thrusting upwards out of reflex before settling down. "Dance on me, Olivia."
The dancer obliged, moving with what must have been years of practice doing the same to her husband, twisting her body around as she slammed herself onto his cock again and again. Robin resisted the temptation to thrust in tandem, instead reaching around to squeeze her ass roughly. After a few moments, he began to spank her, eliciting gasps of pain mixed with pleasure as her back arced again. "R-Robin...."
"What did I say earlier?" Robin growled, yanking her hair back.
"Sorry, master, I'll be good..."
"I'm sure you will." Robin snapped, pulling out of her and turning the dancer around, who gasped in surprise.
"What are you-no, wait, that's the wrong place!"
Robin wrapped a hand around her neck, choking her slightly, and leaned in to growl into her ear. "I'll take what I want, Olivia."
"...yes, master..."
Grimacing, he drove his cock into her ass in one fell swoop, making her shriek in pain. Bending the dancer over his desk, he began slamming into her ass again and again, making her clench her hands and start to cry softly. Eventually, her moans of pain turned into those of pleasure, even as he began spanking her once again.
"Are you going to cum, Olivia?"
"Y-yes...yes, master!"
"Are you really going to cum from being fucked in your ass, Olivia?"
"Yes! Master, please! Let me cuuuum..."
Robin drove himself in even faster, and soon Olivia was trying to return his thrusts as best as she could even while pinned to the table, edging backwards in time with him and moaning whenever she was spanked.
"Ah...ah...I'm almost there...I'm cumming!"
Olivia's body shuddered as she came, slumping down onto the table even as Robin kept slamming into her. A few more strokes, however, and Robin reached his limit as well - pulling out and stroking his dick furiously, cumming over her perfect back. Olivia sighed and slid onto the floor, closing her eyes.
"...that was...perfect, master..."
"Get tidied up and leave." Robin ordered, and the dancer collected her clothes, using a cloth to rub his cum off of her back before an idea came to him. "Could you find Cordelia for me? Ask her to bring Severa with her, too."
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