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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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Upstairs from the main hall, a tantalizing chorus echoed from the many closed doors. In one such room, two women from the world of Elbie - future mothers both, were entertaining their respective guests.
"Hah hah! I-Is that the best you've go-ooooo-t?"
Lyn's bravado was betrayed by her lustful panting. Her nails dug into the bed as she bucked back against the fat cock in her twat. The remains of her 'uniform' tossed about the room save her belt, choker, and hat. Her bare skin was coated in sweat, while the rest was pooling around her on the crumpled sheets. "C-Come on! I'm getting tired!"
The man behind her growled at her taunts. He grabbed her disheveled ponytail and yanked it back. Lyn hissed in pain. "F-Fuck!"
He was as merciless on her long hair as he was on her twat. Lyn's words were replaced by oaths and yelps, pouring out of her smiling lips. She liked goading them on. It helped to juice them up and give it their all. Plus, she got plowed until she melted into the sheets.
Win/win.
She turned back to him with a lustful gleam. "Finally getting your nerve huh? You've got a lo-nngh! -way before I'm like Ninian~"
"EYAAAAAAAAAH!"
The manakete's voice tore through the room, making the humans wince mid-fuck. As one, the two glanced over the other bed and the utter devastation being wrought upon the poor dancing dragon. Pinned to the sheets, with her ankles rattling around her ears - was Ninian.
Her hat had long since flopped off, joining the rest of her discarded silver dancer's uniform and leaving her utterly bare. The burly, bushy-beard fellow tightened his grip on Ninian's ankles as he slammed into her sopping wet twat. Sweat flew off her body with every jaw-rattling thrust. The dancing dragon's eyes rolled back, mouth full of her own gargling spit
Quite simply - she was gone.
The dancer gripped his arms, digging her nails into his bulging muscles. He ignored her and doubled his downward thrusts into her frigid pussy. The friction of his thrusts had managed to thaw the ice dragon's horde, but for how much longer, he didn't know. Or care.
Ninian's cool breath blasted in his beard, leaving tiny crystals in its wake. From between her uprolled, tear-soaked eyes, an unnerving glint of light flickered and died at sporadic pace. As she rode out climax after mind-melting climax, her digits shifted between benign and draconic.
"Damn!"
Her suitor swore, briefly letting go of her ankles. She instinctively kicked them down and swiftly wrapped around his waist. The burly banger wasn't keen to let her do that though, and decided to give her something else to do with her legs.
He seized her breasts, squeezing them between meaty fists. Ninian's eyes flew open as her voice cracked from abuse. The dancing dragon's legs unhooked and flew straight into the air
Lyn was literally pulled back to her own situation as her client pushed her cheek first into the sheet. She glared back and snarled out, "D-Don't underestimate me - I'm not that ge-gen-f-fuck!"
Plap Plap Plap Plap Plap Plap Plap
Loud, lascivious slaps thundered through the room from the two couplings. Both buxom women relished in the attention, gladly offering their bodies to keep the Order's coffers strong. It wasn't like they were being exploited either - they were near a threshold in their worlds, with bodies yearning for children that couldn't be too far in their futures.
They could be allies, they could be lucky travelers. They could even be enemy soldiers for what little the duo cared. All that mattered was getting fucked enough to rattle out the vivid memories of hundreds of battles.
But the beds weren't creaking. Given the varying clientele, the Order could certainly afford the caution of having solid oak frames reinforced with all manner of inlay and runes. It merely rattled under the powerful, pistoning pounding in the two Elbian beauties.
"You...y-you! I'm CUMMING!"
Despite all her bravado, Lyn ultimately succumbed first. Her body went limp as the stranger's potent seed filled her womb. In a few sizeable spurts, her core was sloshing. Pregnancy would've been inevitable, if not for the queer nature of being a Hero in Askr.
He pulled out, offering a parting shot across her upturned ass. Lyn's muffled moans barely reached over the sweaty, spit-soaked sheets. Erotic shocks seared her vision as her eyes rolled back. Her jaw flexed shut around the bunched up sheet.
When she came to, she was on her back, staring at the dim ceiling. The smug suitor next to her was downing a swig of mead, clearly proud of the work he'd done. Lyn clicked her teeth and opened her mouth to retort.
"E-EyaaAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
The two turned in time to see two streams of milk spraying out of Ninian's flopping breasts and onto her shocked suitor's chest. Lyn turned back to the man and swiped his half-gone mug. She nudged to the busty dragon and tipped the mead to her lips with a grin. "Want a better drink?"
Slurp slurp sluuuurp
"Pwah~"
Lyn pulled off the dragon's weeping chest, mouth full of icy cold manakete milk. Her former client was next to her, wildly squeezing and sucking on Ninian's other teat. The other man had departed to dress his minor wounds.
The busty dancer stirred and shook off her long-held stupor. 'I...What's happening?"
"Welcome back, Nin!" Lyn chirped, chin dripping with milk.
Ninian cocked her head aside before realization hit her. "Oh I uh...d-did I do it again?" she timidly asked.
Lyn smiled kindly before rising with a wince. "Yeah. don't worry though - I've got some saved up for you too."
Ninian looked down at the mug in her friend's hands - full to the brim with frosty cold milk. Her milk. "I um...L-Lyn I don't think-huh?!"
The plainswoman poured down the whole frosty beverage in her eager lips. Her cheeks billowed out, much to the manakete's shock. Lyn tossed the mug back across the bed before diving onto Ninian and capturing her shocked lips. "Mmph?!"
The suitor backed away, letting the two elbie beauties indulge in each other's bodies. Their lips stayed locked together, tongue fencing between a cascade of milk pouring into Ninian's lips. Legs draped together, arms caressed sides. Lyn's perky breasts smooshed against Ninian's bustier, leaking tits as the two were lost in their own private heaven.
The suitor didn't waste time and started jerking off to the captivating sight of two women in such deep passion. His mead and milk forgotten as he eyed supple curves and flawless skin. None of them even realized the door had been open the whole time, or who had been watching.
Louise chuckled as she shut the door. The sight inside had left her nipples hard beneath her babydoll, and her slit dripping out of her misplaced thong. The rest of her uniform was intact, albeit a touch disheveled like her hat. "Oh my, they're having fun in there~".
The man behind her wasn't privy to the same sights, but he was content to saw against the new mother's perfect thighs. Louise shuddered in delight, letting her arousal drip across his prodding prickhead. "Ooooh. O-One moment dear - let's get in the room first, shall we?"
Louise reached back and grabbed his hands. She guided one to her hip and the other to her opposing thigh. Her ass rolled back against his crotch, the only silent warning he was going to get before she leaned her body to the side, letting his cock slide out of her now-open thighs..
Her man caught on and swiftly reacted, securing her thighs and hip as she settled in a familiar pose - the bride carry. His performance made her giggle in delight as she traced her fingers through his fake beard. "You pulled that off perfectly~"
He carried them into the room next to the others, depositing her on the single, spacious bed. Louise stretched out, showing off every curve of her supple body beneath her sheer babydoll. She brought a finger up to her chin and coyly smirked. "You know, I think you deserve something special for that."
She could tell he was interested without even looking down to confirm it. Instead she focused on pushing a pillow under her hips, propping them up. Her gloved hands reached down to prop open her buttcheeks and expose her winking star. "Stick it in, dear - fuck my ass~"
She expected him to jump at the chance, but in truth the younger man seemed a bit...nervous. It actually endeared her to the lad quite a bit, and she offered him a comforting smile. "No need to fret my dear - we Heroes are made of sterner stuff you know."
Her hands reached forward, gently grabbing his hips and guiding him closer. His cock nudged against her puckered hole. He sucked in breath and pushed forward…
Louise shifted down, making his cock brush against her untouched slit. She giggled at his bewildered face and reached for the nearby nightstand. "I jest. Use this."
She handed him the bowl of jelly and left him to handle the rest. Sweet mewls escaped her lips as she felt him roll his hands and smear her butt with jelly. Her arms reached over her head as she relaxed into her thoughts.
Louise was at peace with this...mostly. Her terms were honored thus far, and not a single man save her husband had entered her loins. It made her a bit contentious as a candidate, but those that still took the plunge found a heavenly pair of lips and sinfully tight rear waiting for them.
Just like the lucky young 'lord' before her.
Louise was no fool - she recognized nobility when she saw it. Whether he was one of the Order's Heroes or just a sire of Zenith wasn't to her interests. His station meant nothing to her tonight. He was a client, and she a brothel worker.
The mother reached down and propped open her cheeks again. The same serene smile greeted him as she coaxed him close. "Now just focus on what feels good."
She should've specified 'who'.
"Oh, yes! More, more, MORE!"
Louise gripped the edges, screaming wildly. Her hat flopped over and knocked her in the nose, tapping her with every raid thrust. Curling and flexing her toes had dislodged her boots and left a single one hanging off her foot. Spit, tears, and sweat flowed down her face as she gazed at the mysterious young man utterly dominating her.
For any timidness he had, it was clear that had past the moment she'd let him in her ass. Whoever he was - whatever he was, it no longer mattered to her. He was her client - her master.
Louise felt him shift atop her, still plowing her ass. She cracked a teary eye open in time to see him linger near her face. The mother resisted the urge to lunge forward and squeaked out, "N-No ki-eeeeeeh"
He remembered the rule and evaded her lips. Instead, the suitor reached down for her neck and attacked the space between her choker and chin. Her hands flew up and pinned him there, letting him suckle and nip her sweaty flesh. Their hips kept crashing together as she let happily let him plunder her rump.
She'd have time with her beloved tomorrow - for tonight, she belonged to the Freyjabauger.
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