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The Desire Emblem	By : Ginblood Category: +A through F > Fire Emblem (all) > Fire Emblem (all) Views: 4450 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Stealthily tip-toeing away from the side of camp where the women’s sleeping tents were located, Robin relaxed as he’d finally made it back to the dining hall - somewhere nobody would question his presence, given that it was around lunchtime. He placed his hand on the bag he carried at his side, verifying that the Emblem was still there - he’d burned the note, of course, but he’d still have a great deal of explaining to do if anyone saw the odd-looking object. Though, at this point, he was good as gold. After all, he’d found what he was looking for.
Robin reached back into his coat pocket and pulled out the soft, stringy contents within. Sure enough, both blonde hairs were still there, awaiting use by the Emblem. For a moment, Robin doubted himself - had it really been sheer coincidence that he’d happened to go to Maribelle’s tent, of all the women in camp, to snatch a few stray hairs from her pillow? He told himself that he was merely testing the Emblem’s abilities, and if it DID have the effects that Anna had boasted, he’d use the second hair to undo the effects and destroy the Emblem entirely. So why did he feel the need to use Maribelle as his test subject - the one woman he couldn’t stop himself from ogling at?
Robin certainly had a plethora of options to choose from - almost every soldier, man or woman, in the Shepherds was single. The war against the Grimleal, which had only just ended, left little time for romance, after all, save between the prince and his wife, Sully. So why use Maribelle, the girl he’d crushed on since the moment he’d met her at the Shepherd’s barracks? Maribelle is very picky about her privacy - her tent was far off from the others, so nobody would be likely to see him coming in and out of her tent, even in broad daylight. Yes. That was the reason. Though Robin knew, deep down, that there was a part of him - a large part - that was anxious to see if the Desire Emblem really worked. And that same part couldn’t resist thinking about what would become of the noble, composed Maribelle, were she to be suddenly afflicted with unshakable desire for the Ylissean army’s grandmaster tactician.
Robin had bound the Emblem to himself the night before, using a sewing needle to poke his finger, letting a drop of blood land on the shield’s surface. Sure enough, the blood had dissolved immediately, and though it may have been his imagination, in that moment Robin felt the Emblem somehow become a part of him - like he’d be remiss not to carry it with him everywhere he went. Standing here, outside the dining hall, he was curious to see if the Emblem would do the same to the blonde girl’s single hair. He’d been able to hear the commotion from outside, but peeking into the dining hall, he saw exactly what he’d expected - almost every Shepherd seated inside, eating lunch. As long as Maribelle was here, his plan would go off without a hitch… ah, there she is! In the far right corner, Maribelle sat at a table with Lissa, Sully, and Chrom. She was there, alright… so, as far as Robin was concerned, it was time to test out his new toy.
Well… here goes nothing! Robin said to himself, dropping a hair onto the surface of the Emblem, watching it dissolve exactly as he’d expected. Alright.... Robin thought to himself. I’ll go and have a chat with Chrom - that wouldn’t be abnormal at all for the army’s tactician. Let’s see up close if this thing really works!
“What are you doing, man-spawn?” Robin heard behind him. Startled, he jumped, spinning around to see Panne. He was unsurprised that she wasn’t in the dining hall… she typically took her food elsewhere, though he wasn’t sure exactly where she went with it. So why in the Gods' names did she have to be right here, right now?!

“Ahh, Panne!” Robin forged a smile, attempting to dispel any possible suspicions Panne may have about why he was sneaking around so conspicuously. “I was just… debating whether or not I had enough time to grab lunch at the dining hall today. Being a tactician is a busy job, after a-”
“What’s that?” Panne interrupted, gesturing to the Emblem, which Robin quickly realized was right out in the open.
“Oh, just something I carry around… a good-luck charm! I got it in town not too long ago.”
“Hmmm…” Panne stared, and it almost seemed like she was smelling him more than she was looking at him. “Alright. Excuse me.” Panne pushed past him, approaching the doors of the dining hall. “Man-spawn…” she turned back towards him, giving him a suspicious stare. “I care not what you’re doing. Though you could stand to be a better liar.” Before Robin could respond, she disappeared through the dining hall doors, likely to check if carrot stew was on the menu today.
Still shaken, Robin took a moment to compose himself - he’d been so taken aback, he’d nearly forgotten what he was here to do. Nervously, he strolled into the dining hall, making a beeline to where the captain of the Shepherds was sitting.

“Ahh, Robin!” Chrom, seeing his good friend approach, stood up to greet him. “How are you, friend? You never got the chance to tell me about your trip.”

“Huh? My trip?” Robin had to stop from kicking himself - he’d nearly forgotten that he’d only found the Emblem because of a mission that Chrom had given him, to investigate claims of a nearby mysterious, magical object resembling the Fire Emblem! “Yes, my trip! It was nothing, really… just a normal shield, honestly. Rumors can often be blown out of proportion… it didn’t even look like the Fire Emblem at all!” Robin continued to explain the details of his trip to Chrom - minus, of course, anything about the specifics of the object itself. Nor did he disclose the fact that he’d bought the damn thing.
As he explained himself, he took several glances over to Maribelle - was she… avoiding eye contact? It almost seemed as though the Emblem had caused the opposite effect - she seemed to want nothing to do with the tactician! Maybe the Emblem took more time to take effect than he’d allowed? Regardless, this endeavor started to seem like a waste of time… he wrapped up his report to Chrom and exited the dining hall, heading back towards his cabin. Good. The object was a fake after all. Though, if he didn’t know any better… he would have started to think that he may have been feeling just a bit dejected.

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Re-entering her tent, Maribelle collapsed into her cot, her face completely flushed. Gods… why do I feel like this? What’s happening to me?! Her day had been entirely typical - she’d completed her morning training, had lunch with dear friends, but the moment that Robin had entered the dining hall…
How humiliating! To be so flushed, I couldn’t even look at him… the man must think I hate him! In the midst of her meal, Maribelle had been hit with a wave of sudden arousal - and all of it seemed to be directed towards Robin! She’d always fancied him, true… he was strong, brave, and intelligent, the latter of which seemed to be a rare trait among men these days. What wasn’t to like? But never had her interests been… at this level.
Scolding herself, but unable to stop, Maribelle allowed her hand to sink down her skirt, teasing herself through her panties. What’s wrong with me? Why… she didn’t understand why, she only understood that if she was to be able to focus for the rest of the day, she had to deal with these desires now. Allowing her hands to slide underneath her underwear, she began to pleasure herself, not bothering to stifle the moans that helplessly streamed from her. This was a benefit of having a tent that was so far-removed from the rest of the women - she could pleasure herself as loudly as she wanted, with little to no risk of being seen or heard by any of the other Shepherds.
She would surely have to change after this - why in the Gods’ names was she so wet?! She’d only glanced at him for a moment, and that had been enough to cause this effect. Not only that, but after only a few moments, she could feel herself approaching her limit - how had anyone made her like this so easily?!
Teasing her clit with one hand, rubbing her entrance with the other, she hit her climax in no time - moaning uncontrollably, her face red hot, and her underwear soaked, she felt her orgasm throughout her entire body, shaking with pleasure… and yet, she still felt unsatisfied. This… this can’t be right… I must have been drugged… there must have been something in the food… I should go to the medic’s tent! Yes, they’ll be able to help me! Maribelle managed to drag herself off her cot, change into a new set of underwear, and headed in the general direction of the medic’s tent, where hopefully Lissa was on duty - she couldn’t bear for Libra or any of the other men to see her like this.

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Dammit… Robin thought to himself, jerking off in the comfort of his own bed in the tactician’s quarters. There was no denying it… he’d been hoping that the Emblem would have its advertised effect, and that maybe he’d be able to have his way with the woman he'd found himself hopelessly attracted to… though it seemed his hopes had been for naught, and he had to spend yet another day dealing with his desires himself. He imagined what could have been… Maribelle straddling him, rubbing her entrance against his formidable, throbbing cock, teasing him before eventually letting him flip her over and pound her into next week. Just the thought of it nearly brought him to his limit… until he heard a knock on his door.
Gods, today is just not my day… Robin rose from his bed, completely and utterly blue-balled, and pulled his pants back up. “Yes? Who is it?” The tactician asked, as he opened the door in front of him. The sight in front of him was… surprising, to say the least.
...Huh? How did I get here?! Maribelle stood in the doorway to Robin’s cabin, shocked - and he seemed to be just the same, half at her sudden appearance, and half at the fact that she seemed to somehow be equally surprised to be there. Had she somehow been so lost in thought, she’d managed to walk all the way from her own tent to Robin’s quarters instead of the medic’s tent?! Had he truly staked that much of a claim to her mind?!
“...Maribelle? Can I help you?” Robin simply stared at the girl, confused. Though a single thought crossed his mind… had the Emblem finally taken effect? Could that be why she found herself standing in the doorway to his quarters?
“Um… I apologize, Robin, but there seems to have been some mistake… I thought that I was… well, you see…” stuttering over herself, Maribelle gave in, and simply admitted her situation to the man in front of her. “Well, I believe that something’s been done to me… I can’t focus… I can’t train like this… and I can’t…” Maribelle paused for a moment. In her stammering, she noticed something.
“You can’t… what?” Robin responded, still a tad confused… though, more and more, he started to realize that the Emblem wasn’t a sham after all. His dejectedness turned to hope… and arousal. He could practically smell the hormones coming off of the girl in front of him.
“My lord… are you… suffering from the same symptoms that I am?” Robin was confused as to what she meant, but following her gaze, he saw her… glancing at the throbbing erection that was visible even through his clothes.

“Well, I… See, you caught me right in the middle o- WOAH!” Robin was cut off by Maribelle pushing him into his own quarters, following him in and shutting the door behind them.
“Explain yourself, Robin! Swiftly!” She spoke as sternly as she could… though it was difficult to hide the way she was feeling, especially now that she was alone in a room with the man who’d caused it in the first place. She worried that she’d soon drip through her underwear yet again, in which case there’d be no hiding how she felt.
“Well, this is my quarters! I was kind of in the middle of something!” He replied, gesturing to the bulge in his pants.
“So I see… well, I’m sorry to have interrupted you…” Maribelle replied. “But I seem to be having the same problem. I… I can barely even think, my lord.” Robin looked downward, seeing both of her legs rubbing together, visibly awaiting the moment that they could spread apart for the handsome tactician.
“Maribelle… I…” Robin hesitated. “These thoughts… are they of me?”

“Y…yes, my lord. That’s… that’s why I’m here, I believe. I intended to go to the medic’s tent, but… somehow, I found myself… here.”

Robin’s erection wasn’t going down - now, it was only getting more difficult to contain, as her desire seemed to be flooding this very room. This was exactly what he’d hoped would happen when he used the Emblem on her… this noble, well-endowed woman was feeling insatiable thirst, and it was for him, and him alone. He closed the distance between them, placing one hand on her waist and another on her back.
“Why, Maribelle?” He asked, almost teasing her at this point. “Surely you don’t believe that I have the knowledge to cure this ailment of yours?”

Feeling her tactician’s hands on her body sent her into a state far beyond what she’d felt earlier, in the cafeteria… she felt as though she couldn’t go another moment without him. She needed him, and quickly. “D-don’t tease me, my lord… either help me… or don’t…. don’t keep me waiting… please.”
“Well, Maribelle…” Robin smirked at her, taking his hands off her body and sitting down on his bed. “If what you seek is for me to take care of these urges of yours… I suppose you give me no choice. You’ll have to earn it.” Robin sat patiently, waiting on Maribelle to take the initiative.
“Robin… my lord… you truly are too cruel.” Robin had heard such words from Maribelle before, normally prior to her storming off in a huff. But she’d be doing no such thing today. “Fine… I suppose a woman of my standing must be willing to make sacrifices to obtain what she wants.” Slowly, Maribelle began to unbutton her tight blouse, removing more and more layers until her cleavage became clearly visible. This was another of the things that Robin loved about Maribelle… she had some of the biggest breasts in the army, and an ass to boot, rivaling the bodies of Tiki and Tharja, maybe even surpassing them.

“That’s quite enough. Get to work, Mari.” That name sent a shock through Maribelle - only Lissa called her such a name, and hearing Robin say it was… well, normally it may dismay her, but today, it only excited her.

Slowly, she pulled down his pants to free Robin’s cock, which had been straining against the inside of his pants… it can’t have been comfortable, being bound like that. Taking it all in, she was well and truly shocked… she’d suspected him to be well-endowed, but this was beyond what she’d expected from a man of his size. It had to be eight inches, at least. Maybe nine, if she worked hard enough…
Making eye contact with the man, Maribelle got to work pleasing his throbbing rod. She wrapped her lips around the tip, and began to stroke the remaining length with her soft, delicate hands… Robin couldn’t believe it was happening. The Emblem was not only real… it had sent a woman he’d pined after for over two years directly to his cabin, desperately needing to be railed! But he couldn’t allow his desperation to show. He needed to make her work for it… and he certainly had enough libido and stamina to show her a good time regardless.
Her lips sank lower and lower, taking more of his cock with every bob of her head… and as she went on, she began to involve her tongue, wrapping it tightly around his shaft, bringing him closer and closer to orgasm with every movement. “Gods… quite the pervert, are we, my lady?” He expected no response - his words of encouragement simply prompted her to work even harder, taking half of his entire length in her mouth. She began to use her hands for other purposes - she kneaded his formidable sack, hoping desperately that every drop of what was inside would end up inside her by the time they were through. Just the thought of it made her delirious… before long, one of her hands had wound up between her own legs, pistoning in and out of her wet, waiting pussy.
For Robin, the pleasure was almost unbearable - he’d been near orgasm when Maribelle had shown up, so he was already sensitive, and she clearly knew what she was doing. The incredible tightness of her throat combined with the suction of her lips on his shaft, as well as her tongue wrapped around his cock, sent him into a state that he had only dreamed about before getting his hands on the Emblem. He’d fantasized about exactly this for years, and now, here she was… the girl with possibly the biggest tits and fattest ass in the army was on her knees, sucking him off, and she was fingering herself as she did it, practically begging to be railed. His orgasm was fast approaching - but he wasn’t done with her yet.

“Here, Mari. Let me give you a hand.” Robin bent over to pick the girl up, wrapping his hands around her waist, lifting her from her place on the floor to lying down on his bed. Her top was still on, though that wouldn’t be the case for long.

“My lord… you’re… you’re stronger than I thought.” Maribelle blushed, biting the tip of her finger to stop herself from going insane right then and there. The display of strength from the tactician had somehow turned her on even more, pushing her into a state of pure need, and indescribable want.
“Take it off.” Robin demanded, looking at her pink top. Swiftly, she obliged, removing it to reveal her flat stomach, small waist, and soft, supple breasts. Her white, lacy bra looked like it could snap at any moment. “Take it ALL off.” Robin’s demands were quickly met, as she reached behind her to undo the latch that kept her bra attached. Removing it, Robin could see every detail and every curve of Maribelle’s soft, curvy body, with all clothing completely removed, minus her soaking panties. Robin straddled her, placing his still-throbbing cock right in front of her mouth.
Maribelle took the hint, and took the tip of his erection right into her mouth, beginning to use her breasts to pleasure the giant member. After years of staring at Maribelle’s chest, Robin knew that a cock like his needed tits like that to get off properly. The soft, doughy breasts were like heaven for the man, bringing him so close to his orgasm that he had to fight to last even a bit longer. Feeling such a harsh, stoic woman be reduced to a horny mess below him as she used every part of her body to pleasure him proved too much in the end. Feeling his cock slide between her breasts, in and out of her warm, slippery mouth, he knew that he was approaching his limit.
“Maribelle… I’m… I’m gonna….”
“Do it, my lord. All over me.”

Hearing a high-noble woman describe herself in such a lewd, degrading manner out of sheer horniness was the final straw. He took his cock out of her mouth, as his hot, sticky seed exploded all over her chest, marking her as his own. Robin had been quite backed up after being blue-balled so mercilessly, and the amount of semen that shot out of his pulsating cock proved it - rope after rope of cum covered both her face and chest completely, proving just how effective she was in pleasuring the huge rod.
Gods, that felt amazing… Robin thought to himself, though he could show no sign of weakness. It was clear that Maribelle was the type to lie back and let a man dominate her, and he was happy to oblige. “You did your job well, Mari. I suppose I’d be remiss if I didn’t reward you…”

“Please, my lord... “ she begged. She placed one hand on her waiting pussy, stroking it to show how wet she’d become. “I can’t take it anymore.”

“All in due time, Mari. For now, accept your reward. Spread them for me.”
Maribelle did as she was told, spreading her legs as the tactician backed up on the bed, allowing him to take in her perfect, shaven pussy, that in a moment, he’d be able to use to his heart’s content. He lowered his head to her entrance, beginning to stimulate it with his tongue - thankfully, the tactician’s quarters were far removed from camp, as if they were in any normal tent, the moans coming from Maribelle would be enough to attract the attention of half the camp. The poor girl clearly needed to be taken care of, and badly. He allowed his tongue to dance around her clit, bringing his fingers up to her entrance to give her a small taste of what was to come. His fingers pistoned in and out of her pussy, as his tongue pleasured her clit, sending her into a delirious bliss. This was it… this was what she’d wanted… and yet it wasn’t enough. Just being eaten out wouldn't suffice… she needed to be completely and mercilessly fucked.

Her thoughts were interrupted by her helpless body alerting her that she was about to cum - Robin knew how to please a woman, and he wasted no time in bringing her to her limit. Helplessly, her orgasm hit her like a truck, causing her juices to squirt all over her lover’s face, showing him just how much his tongue and fingers had done the trick. Though, even as she lied there, panting, her orgasm having subsided, Robin knew as well as she did that she needed more. Her pussy was still as sensitive as ever, and he was still harder than he’d ever been in his life.
“Good girl.” Robin commended. He’d only just met this side of Maribelle, but he knew her type, and knew the effect it would have on her. “Very well. I suppose you’ve earned it. Bend over.”
Maribelle happily obliged, turning herself over and raising her plump ass high into the air. Robin’s view was one he’d only dreamed of - Maribelle’s plump ass and tiny waist, completely bare, facing him and him alone, waiting for him to plow her so hard, she wouldn’t be able to walk properly for another week. Wasting no time, and practically drowning in his own desire, he aligned the tip of his cock with her waiting, dripping pussy. “Tell me again, Mari… what is it that you want?”

Maribelle turned her head sideways, showing him just how badly she needed him inside her. “M-my lord… I… I need your cock inside.”

“Inside of what?”

“Inside… of my pussy, my lord. Please… use me to your heart’s content.”
That was enough teasing to satisy him. He pushed his hips forward, watching as his hot, throbbing cock sank deep into her sopping pussy. He could feel instantly how powerful the effects of the Emblem had truly been - the walls of her pussy were clinging to him more tightly than he ever could have imagined, trying to wring him dry and coax him into spraying her insides with load after load of hot, sticky seed. She was still dripping, especially now that she felt the cock of her lover inside her pussy - if Robin had thought that her moans were loud when he’d eaten her out, this was on another level. This, without a doubt, was exactly what Maribelle had wanted, ever since she laid eyes on him at the dining hall. And he was going to give it to her.
He began to move, shoving his cock in and out of her tight, unused pussy - she’d clearly done this before, so she wasn’t in any pain, but it had been some time, as was evident by how tight and pristine her pussy felt against his cock. He could barely stop himself from groaning as he pumped his throbbing cock in and out of Maribelle’s tight, dripping cunt, feeling her squeeze down on him in a desperate attempt to wring out every drop of cum that he had within him.

Maribelle had practically lost control of her body - her fat tits were pressed against her lord’s bed as he laid waste to her desperate pussy, sending her into a state of pleasure and bliss that she never could have imagined in her life. She’d given her body completely to him, and she was content to lie there for as long as he was going to keep using her. Right now, her pussy was for Robin, and Robin alone, and he could do as he liked with her entire body. She’d just cum for the second time since he began fucking her - how was she approaching her limit so quickly? When did she fall so deeply in love with Robin? Turning her head and looking up at him, she could see why - she took in his hard, chiseled body, his handsome face, and, of course, she could feel his huge, nine-inch cock making her feel better than she ever had in her life. She never thought she would live only for a man - but, right now, she lived only to please and be pleasured by Robin.
Even Robin, with his endurance, couldn’t last long like this. Seeing her fat ass bounce as he slammed his hips against her perfect, soaking pussy, hearing her moan uncontrollably as he pleasured her, and feeling her tight snatch gripping his cock relentlessly, he knew he wouldn’t last much longer - and he was content in that fact, seeing how prepared she was to accept his seed as she’d just finished her third orgasm.
“Maribelle… I’m about to…”

“Please, my lord… do it inside…. Let it all out inside of your lover...”
Robin needed no further prompting. Slamming one last time into her pussy, Robin roared as his cock throbbed inside of her, pulsating as he shot rope after rope of his cum deep into her pussy, filling her womb to the brim with his hot seed. The feeling of Robin’s cum welling up inside her sent Maribelle into yet another orgasm, cumming alongside him as he emptied all of the contents of his balls into her waiting cunt.
“Oh, Gods…” Robin said, audibly to himself. It seemed he no longer had any reason to hide his pleasure, as Maribelle seemed to be passed out on his bed - it seemed her orgasms had left her so exhausted, she simply couldn’t stay conscious. That was fine by him. In all the time they’d spent fucking, the sun had set, and needless to say, neither of them felt like rising to get dinner. Robin lied down beside her, wrapping his arms around her as he stared at her beautiful face - it seemed he wouldn’t be needing to use that second hair after all. He wouldn’t trade this for anything - the woman he’d loved for so many years, asleep in his arms after he’d claimed her as his own. This was truly the power of the Desire Emblem… it seemed it wasn’t as much of a scam as Robin had first thought. As he planted a kiss on Maribelle’s forehead, and sank into a deep sleep beside her, only one thought remained in Robin’s mind:
This is going to be fun.
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A/N: Thanks for reading! The next chapter is in progress as we speak, but after Chapter 3, I'll be writing whichever girl in the Awakening cast gets the most requests. Feel free to comment down below whoever you want to see!
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