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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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"S-Severa?"
The redhead sighed, stopping dead with her lips against the Noire’s cheek, eyes opening to the sight of her girlfriend’s wide. “What is it?” she asked, trying not to sound irritable, knowing the key to dealing with Noire was, above all else, patience. Even when she lay halfway atop her in bed bed, body all heated up, fingers teasing the hem of her loose and far too flimsy nightgown. If anything, it was more important that she be patient during those moments.
"I, um… I snore in my sleep. That isn’t going to be a problem, is it?" The way she looked to her lover, genuine worry all over her face and her lip damn near quivering, made Severa's chest tighten. She acted like snoring was the gravest offence in the world by how big a deal she made it.
Severa sighed again, shaking her head and brushing her lips up against Noire’s. “No,” she said softly, giving her a peck as her fingers resumed their slow crawl up her thigh. “It won’t. We’ve both been looking forward to tonight for so long that I won’t let anything ruin it, so stop worrying, okay?” Her other hand stroked Noire’s cheek, which burned a bright pink and made her chuckle nervously. "Just relax, and enjoy everything I'm about to do to you." She went for another kiss, this one deeper, even if it was slow.
She always imagined that when she was finally in a relationship, her kisses would be a lot more energetic and forceful. It just felt right to her to really put her all into that sort of thing. Then came Noire, and she had to be gentle with the girl, lest she veer into the darker half of her personality. Gentle and slow, making sure the scared, unstable love of her life was comfortable and felt safe in her arms. It mattered more that Noire was happy and cared after than any notions of what felt right for herself.
Her lips gradually left Noire's, slipping downward on their original course to her jawline, the hand urging further upward between her legs until she was caressing the crease between leg and groin. The small noises Noire made encouraged her onward, the other hand coming down to rest on her breast, a calloused fingertip gently rubbing the soft skin through the fabric of her nightgown. The urge was there to pull it off altogether, free her from all that sheer green fabric and simply touch her directly, but she reminded herself to keep it simple on their first time, to not make any quick moves like that. Noire seemed comfortable as it was, and she didn't want to disturb any of that.
Closing her eyes, Noire just lay back and soaked in everything Severa was giving her. The aggressive, loud girl always became gentle with her, as if becoming a different person entirely, and she came to love the soft touches of strength being held back. Even if it confused everyone in camp to the point they'd stopped trying to figure it out, there was nobody in the world who she felt safer with than Severa. Her company and affection made the horrible world they came from brighter, made the leap through time bearable, and if there was any reason to fight for the future no matter how much she wanted to run and hide sometimes, it was because when it was over, she and the woman she loved could have a life together.
Experimentally, Severa ran her fingers across Noire's bare labia a few times, teasing her and getting a feel for the area, since she was too busy leaving a barrage of fleeting kisses along her neck to take a look for herself. On the third way back, she heard Noire suck in a hard breath, and the expansion of her neck against her lips was a strange, but welcome, thrill. "Does it feel alright?" she asked, letting her fingers drag back again as the other hand gave her ample breast a very gentle grope through her nightie. "Remember, if you ever want me to stop, just say so."
Noire nodded, lips curling around a gentle moan as she opened her eyes and look down at Severa, some of the worry gone from her face. "It feels g-good," she said. "Keep going, please." She bit her lower lip and smiled, only to get the sudden surprise of the fingers going just halfway on their next trip across, stopping between her lips and wiggling about. Her hips squirmed, and the push of a digit inside of her made them lift up the bed a little. "Ah, Severa!"
"Just relax," she sang into her collarbone, giving her another kiss as she eased the finger into her lover, taking care to be slow with her, not knowing to what extent Noire had used her own fingers, and not wanting to go too rough and ruin it all. She was going to make sure that Noire was gasping her name and climaxing from her treatment, even if she had to go so slowly it took all night. Honestly, that didn't sound too bad to her. Just kissing Noire everywhere she could reach, listening to her and enjoying her warmth, gently fingering her until she was an adorable mess... She could live with that outcome.
It surprised her how Noire seemed to heed her words, relaxing a great deal as she pumped the finger in and out, working her over with a slow, steady rhythm. A second finger swiftly followed and didn't seem to make things any worse. She was surprisingly receptive to it all; Severa had expected a few hurried requests to stop, but it was all going perfectly. She continued reading her expression between kisses and gentle nips at her shoulder blade, but she seemed to slowly be more and more confident in what was happening as it went, thankfully. She was proud of Noire.
Soon enough she felt fingers on her waist, Noire's digits more calloused than hers from years of archery, but she didn't care about how soft they were. What mattered was the way they sank into her skin, the desperation with which they held onto her, as if Noire couldn't believe the situation was real and held her close to make sure she wouldn't vanish as the dream ended. It was one of the deeply rewarding things about Noire's affection; a feeling she was needed, wanted, and trusted. She wouldn't betray any of three, no matter what.
Gradually she became more and more receptive to Severa's affection. The kisses drifted back to her throat, which tightened with each noise and felt so good against her lips that she began to press in a little more firmly, not stopping as the physical feedback was simply to hold her hips a bit tighter. The fingering grew quicker, Noire's hips leaving the bed to rock against them, matching the steady rhythm perfectly as she hooked the fingers and began seeking her g-spot at the roof of her canal. It didn't take long to find, given how vocal Noire was, and she was relentless in her stimulation of that spot.
"Ah!" she cried out, along with a few other half-words and almost-sounds, warning Severa her climax was near. It made the redhead's chest swell with pride, and she whispered words of encouragement into the girl's ear between kissing her lobe. In only a few more thrusts it was done, her fingers digging into Severa' hips so hard skin beneath her nails turned bright white, breath coming hard to her, a strange feeling in her stomach that would have been weird had it not felt so good. She bucked her hips one last time, a small spurt of clear fluid coming out and hitting Severa's hand. Her cheeks turned bright red with embarrassment as Severa withdrew the fingers and looked at the drops of girlcum on her wrist and palm.
"I'm sorry," she yelped, all of that comfort slipping away as she felt a huge swell of embarrassment come over her, doing a lot to ruin the post-orgasmic bliss she wanted to lie back and enjoy. "I didn't know t-that would happen...."
Again, Severa merely sighed and kissed her cheek. "Don't worry about it," she said reassuringly. She would remain patient, because Noire was worth it.
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