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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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"Come on! Show her what you've got!"
Queen Henriette lowered her champagne flute as she cheered her man on - one of the dozen filling the bedroom. Even with the costumes and beards, she'd recognize the flaws and rippling muscles of her palace's elite shield anywhere. She didn't even care that they could see her supple body on brazen display from her chair nearby.
To their credit, they didn't even bristle at the sight of their queen in a whore's outfit as she glee fly bounced and rallied them on. "You've still got a ways to go - stuff her throat up!" she declared.
"Gar-Garuuurk~"
Loki's garbled protests were cut off as her throat was stuffed by a fist-sized dick. Her nails dug into the man's hips as he shoved his hairy crotch into her nose. Heavy balls smacked against her chin as she drooled around the thick dick. Spit dribbled down onto her too-tight uniform as she struggled and choked.
No one really knew if Loki had children, though she claimed she did. There also wasn't much cause to protest her interest either, especially given the other exceptions that had already been made. Still, she hadn't expected to be consigned to a shared room - a room she shared with the queen of Askr no less.
"No no - that' won't do! You two, make sure she remains occupied," Henriette ordered. The indicated duo nodded in reverence before storming forward and shoving their dicks into Loki's face. She was forced to let go of the man fucking her throat and grab the two cocks instead.
Loki was no stranger to sex - she'd been galavanting her way through numerous bedrooms in the Order for some time now after all. Sometimes under guise, others in the flesh. It really depended on her fancy and desire. The duplicity was rarely ever exposed however, which of course left her with more mirth and humor to revel in.
But tonight there were no tricks - she was there, stripped in a too-tight uniform and with a fat cock in her throat. Ordinarily the dozen or so other men would make her more than a little excited, but a certain mirthful queen spoiled that for a simple reason.
Loki wasn't in charge - Henriette was.
So here she was - on her knees in the uniform, with her hands and lips occupied by three big cocks. Not a new occurrence, but the lack of power was a vexing complication for her.
Henriette watched the trickster with an impassive gaze as Loki pumped and sucked off three of her best. She finally rose to her feet, letting her stilettos clack against the wooden boards. Her guards' gazes broke from the trickster as they watched their queen strut towards her prey.
Clack. Clack Clack.
Long, full thighs stomping forward. Heart-shaped asscheeks clapping and rippling behind her. Breasts bouncing in her barely-held bra. Hips rolling with every step. Queen Henriette had the poise and step of royalty, mixed with the walk of an utter harlot. She came up behind Loki and leaned in the twisted tactician's ear. "You know, witch...you may have the Order placated, but I'm not so easily convinced of your fealty."
Glrk!
Loki choked on the dick in her throat as the queen seized her breasts. Henriette handled the trickster's tits with flippant disregard for Loki's wellbeing. Her chilly voice took a somewhat mournful tone as she wistfully sighed. "I'd planned to have you brought before my lord to prove your worth, but alas. I only have the dear commander's vow that you won't turn on my kingdom."
"Turn on my son."
Loki's eyes widened at that. Henriette saw it immediately and laughed a mocking guffaw. "Oh, do you think I didn't know? You - the mistress of chaos and mischief? Oh, ho ho!"
The queen busied herself with Loki's tits while the trickster was forced down a thick dick. The men at her sides pushed in until her palms were pinned between her billowed cheeks and their hard cocks. Loki's eyes darted back and forth between the crotch pushing on her nose and the lecturing woman behind her.
"I care not who you fraternize with, witch - lay with every hero in the Order if you whim. But I will not tolerate your games against our honored guests - the royal family of Nifl, the sisters of Muspell - certainly not that poor darling from Hel, and most importantly of all-"
Henriette dug her fingers into the back of Loki's head, holding it in place before she hissed, "You will not threaten my children."
HRRRRK!
Loki's face was shoved into the guard's crotch until her nose was buried in pubes. Spit dribbled out of her lips and onto her heaving breasts. She couldn't push back against the queen's shocking grip, and she couldn't hope to gain control when the threat of passing out was licking on the edges of her vision. Her choker snapped as the bulge rippled against her throat.
Henriette heard the choker break and grinned in triumph. "Were Gustav here, we would be assured your loyalty. But fate is cruel indeed. You'll have to settle with the Crownguard - the fittest, finest men that Askr has ever seen."
As if on cue, the man in Loki's mouth began to thrust at a rapid pace. The trickster's tight throat managed to coax out his orgasm in swift order. Her nails raking over the other cocks brought the left man to climax as well. Cum blasted down her gullet and over half her face, making her wince to protect her eye.
Henriette let go of Loki's head, lightly rubbing her thumb through the hot ropes of spunk staining the trickster's hair. The queen brought her messy thumb to her lips, marveling the sticky string before plopping her digit in her mouth. The salty treat drizzled on her tongue before she released it with a wet pop. "Mmm, as delicious as ever. You should be honored, witch."
Loki struggled to swallow fistful wads of spunk. Her bare throat bristled as hot seed poured down to her stomach. The rest of the cum splashed out of her tight lips and formed sticky webs between her face and the man's crotch.
The Queen waited until both her men were done before bidding them away. Loki's head lulled back as she was finally freed of the thick prick impaling her mouth. A parting shot of cum filled her cheeks before the dick plopped out. "Well, Loki?"
The trickster turned to her...and spat in the queen's face. "Pah!...I've seen bigger," she smirked.
Henriette didn't even flinch, preferring to simply wipe her face clean. Her guards were less composed and swiftly pinned down Loki. Henriette eyed the thick cum between her fingers before flicking it away. "All holes men - and don't let up."
Henriette left Loki with a parting, mocking, and messy pat on the head before her men converged on the trickster. Loki's snarling lips were plugged with another prick as the other men worked themselves into position around her. Her hands, her breasts, her pussy, and ass - even her feet were claimed before someone managed to force a second dick in her mouth. "Hr-glrk! Glrk1 Glrrrrk~!"
The queen settled back in her chair, watching the proceedings with a thin smile. She noticed one of the earlier men still jerking off near Loki's body and cleared her throat. "Oh, you're nearly finished? Well, don't let it go to waste."
He perked up and scrambled towards her. Henriette giggled before offering him her empty champagne glass. He took the flute and aimed his cock before pumping to release.
"Guhh….ahhh~"
Henriette watched with keen eyes as thick, syrupy ropes of cum churning and sloshed in the glass her eyes were captivated at how it swelled and bubbled, like milky waves on glass rocks. The flute filled in swift order, causing sticky strings to fling out and cling to the outside of the glass.
She waited for him to finish before accepting the now-full glass back. Henriette eyed the bubbling seed, marveling at the milky essences sloshing in her flute. She felt the warm, sticky strings sliding down the edges and between her fingers, but paid it nary a mind. "Mmm, that's quite the mouthful. You honor your queen," Henriette nodded in approval.
Her eyes traced down to the slightly limp cock. It was a sight she'd oft seen of her crownguard as they filled her cup with the nourishment she desired, pumped from their potent cocks. She'd never partaken in the source herself, but she had always had the pleasure of their salty elixir.
And this helping would be no exception.
He watched as the queen tipped her head back and poured the cum down her lips. Her cheeks billowed out as she stuffed as much seed in her mouth as she could manage before letting it slide down her throat. The warm, salty taste sent a delightful shiver down her spine and a curl in her sticky fingers.
Her loyal guard watched his queen in awe. The way her head tilted back as she drank his seed. Her throat lightly bulging through her choker as she swallowed thick wads of cum. The not so subtle spot of arousal forming against her panties.
Henriette let as much slide down as she could muster before she had to seek it out herself. Out came her tongue to attack and scrape against the inside of the flute. She scooped up cum to drag back to her greedy mouth. Her tongue reached halfway into the glass as she meticulously yet sloppily slurped down as much spunk as she could manage.
At last, the queen pulled away. Webs of cum rippled between her moist lips and the fogged-over glass. Henriette's tongue flicked and swirled around her mouth to break these syrupy bonds. She cherished the last remnant on her tongue before letting it slide down to her waiting gullet. "Aaaah - vigorous as ever. You'll make some lucky lass quite happy in the future, my loyal guard."
She dipped a finger in - a most uncouth and ignoble act to perform. But Henriette - ever the visage of regality and grace, made the lascivious act of scooping up cum look so benign. She plopped her fingers in her mouth to slurp down her final treat before dismissing him with a smile and a wave. "Well, off you go - make sure she has one hel of a time."
He nodded, turning to leave. Henriette glanced down and gasped out, "Oh wait!"
The guard froze at his queen's order. He heard her rise, though didn't think to look back to meet her gaze. He heard the soft 'clacks' of her heels as she strolled across the wooden floor. And then...he felt her bare finger tracing up his cock.
Henriette took the leftover dollop of cum and plopped it in her mouth. The taste was mixed with musk and sweat - adding a new, delightful tinge to her favorite. She smacked her lips in delight before cooing, "That's better. Enjoy, my dear~"
The queen settled back in her chair and enjoyed the show - twelve of her finest against the biggest bitch in all the known kingdoms. 'Consider this your formal welcome to Askr.' she mused, swilling her messy glass as she spectated with delight.
She watched her men pump and fuck load after sticky load into the squirming witch. Every hole, every inch of her body - was painted in sticky white. When one man finished, another took his place in marking and manhandling the disgraced trickster. Soon every man had managed to fuck her at least twice.
All but one.
Henriette looked at the stoic, imposing man who proudly boasted a white ribbon around his cock. She only needed to look at the long axe scar peeking out from behind his overly large fake beard to know exactly who it was standing with arms crossed as his men fucked their prize. Henriette set her flute down and cleared her throat.
"Ahem! Captain, come here."
He stiffened to attention at her call. Without hesitating, the captain marched to his queen and swiftly bent to a knee in sworn fealty. Loki watched the act and rolled her eyes before her view was absconded by the pack of men.
His queen appraised him, eyeing his well kept form."Mmmm, you've taken such good care of my kingdom, my family...I think its time someone took care of you in return~"
Henriette rose from her chair - her throne, and relinquished it unto him. The captain cautiously sat down, silent and awaiting his queen's next move. She stepped behind him as her nails lightly traced over his body. "I used to offer these to Gustav...perhaps you'd like one too?"
The queen's hands roamed up to his shoulders as she began to massage him. The guard bit back a shocked choke before utterly melting under her touch. "g-guh…"
Henriette heard his guttural grunt and smiled through her work. She rolled out the large, bulging knots under his shoulders, letting him relax for the first time in what must be years. Her fingers rolled down his shoulders to his biceps, letting her briefly admire how wide they were. "Look at these - I can scarcely close my hands around them. Your wife is quite lucky indeed~" she giggled.
The Captain scarcely heard her, nor did he acknowledged as she pivoted around his side. She offered him a kind smile and tracked circles down his thigh to his knee. Her other hand repeated the action of massaging him in anticipation.
The queen bowed low, settling into place between his knees as her royal lips finally parted to welcome her loyal captain's cock.
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