Suikoden V: Relations | By : Sialeeds Category: +S through Z > Suikoden Views: 12911 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Author’s Note: Well, I did
promise a PrinceXZerase chapter…and, um…well, that
was about four years ago, but the IMPORTANT thing is is
that I kept my promise. So, here you go.
Chapter 7: The Dawn Star
The sun was
setting on the water as the Prince exited Kisara’s
boat. Glancing nervously to and fro, he noted that the coast was clear.
A slender
arm emerged from the dark interior of the boat, and hooked around his bare
chest. Lun eased herself out and kissed him softly on
the neck, teeth teasing up and down his soft flesh.
“Cum back
soon for us, your majesty…”
Kisara’s rich laugher echoed from inside, and the Prince’s
face turned a deep red. He quickly returned the kiss and fled the boat,
vanishing into the castle before anyone might spy him. As far as he could tell,
he’d made his escape—Logg would never have to find
out about his wife’s indiscretions, and more importantly, none of the other
women in the castle would either.
Unfortunately,
a pair of smoky eyes had seen the Prince’s twilight flight. A cold smile
glittered in the dark, and a shadow shifted, fading away with ill intent.
*
*
*
The next
week went on as calmly as could be. In the aftermath of the liberation of Lelcar, there had been a lot of new faces coming and going,
lots of repairs to make, and lots of fresh graves to dig.
Despite
being located in the middle of a lake, the castle was remarkably
self-sustaining…or so Wasil told him. The portly Lelcar representative was ingratiating himself to the
Prince, and thought the best possible way to do so was to never leave his side.
It was driving poor Faroush off the wall.
As the army
recuperated, and Lucretia was busy investigating some
strange events happening in Sable, Faroush found
himself with little to do but watch as his castle grew around him. Someone had
managed to drain the water in the lower levels, creating a new space for an
infirmary and a variety of shops. The Oboro Detective
Agency moved its offices down there, wishing to, as Oboro
put it, “fit the scenery better”.
Well,
whatever. Faroush was bored. He’d taken to pacing the
walls, with or without Lyon (he did relish what few moments he could spare
apart from her...having a cute girl as a bodyguard sounds nice on paper, but he
liked his privacy at least SOMETIMES…) and had become something of an addict to
his own comments box.
Amongst the
complaints, squabbles, illegible notes and other scribbles, he came across a
rather…unique…slip of paper. It was written in a light, elegant hand, and the
prose was so lurid that he had to read it twice to fully understand its
meaning.
“When my
element grows in the darkened roof of the world, entreat me with your presence
to discuss serious matters. This meeting may take several hours—but it will be
of mutual benefit, as you will depart with a firmer understanding of your
Rune.”
-Z
Z? Who
could Z be? At first he thought “Zweig”, but
dismissed it immediately. It was certainly a woman’s hand who wrote this…a
blush crept over his face thinking about it. Z…could it be Zerase?
The Ice Queen? Nonsense…but yet the pieces fit. The
handwriting…the weird way of speaking…and the reference to his Rune…
He folded
the letter up and slipped it into his armor. Well, it wasn’t like he had
anything better to do. And at this point, he’d have taken any break from the
monotony…and any excuse to avoid Wasil. When my
element lights the darkened roof of the world…so, she meant night time.
He jotted
down a note. Tonight, then, he had a date with the keeper of the Tablet of
Destiny…
*
*
*
The
uppermost chamber of Eldritch Castle
was normally a drafty, dismal place, with heavy air and an ominous atmosphere.
It was the one room in the castle that truly felt its age—separate, as it were,
from the hustle and din of the main hub. Zerase lived
up here, as far as anyone could tell.
The Prince
gritted his teeth, shivering a bit as he paused in front of the door. Suddenly,
he felt afraid. Did he really want to go through with this? By himself…Zerase didn’t mean him harm, or so he thought…but she was
certainly a scary lady, and not someone whom he’d-
“Enter…”
The door
slid open on its own, and a rush of warm air smacked
the Prince hard. He felt a firm tug, and was half-walked, half-dragged into the
dark room. The door slid shut behind him, and he was cast into pitch darkness.
“Hehehehe…”
Zerase’s soft chuckles echoed all around him.
“What a
foolish Prince, to come unattended…but then, what man is not a fool? Especially
at the beckoning of a woman…”
He glared,
and demanded she turn on the lights. He felt something push against him from
behind, and he fell to the floor, catching himself with his hands.
“Me? My
power is not one of illumination. If you wish to see the treasure this room
holds…you must show me the power of your Rune…”
Faroush sighed, rolling his eyes. He lifted up his right
hand, and winced as the Rune shimmered and flashed. White light flooded the
chamber, bouncing off the walls, illuminating the volumes and volumes of Sindar runes carved into the stone. In the dim, pulsating
light, he suddenly realized why Zerase had dimmed the
lights.
She was
leaning against the Star Tablet, smiling a crooked smile. Her usual heavy black
robes were gone. Instead, she was dressed in knee-high leather boots, a leather
garter, and a black lace bra. The lace was transparent, and Faroush
could clearly see her dark nipples underneath it. Her crotch was exposed as
well, revealing a neatly trimmed—but certainly not hairless—pussy.
“Hm hm hm…well done, Prince.”
She lifted
a leg and brought the heel of her boot to the Prince’s face, hovering
it inches from his nose.
“You may
kiss my boot.”
Faroush should have just stormed out of the room, called
her a number of bad names in the process. But he didn’t. He couldn’t. There was
something heavy in the air—it was warm and musty, so different from before. The
dim light, the feeling of magic in the air…he moved as though in a trance,
gently running his tongue along her bootheel.
“Ha ha ha…very
good. You may approach me.”
Faroush crawled over to her, resting near her legs, looking
up at her, eyes wide. He was level with her crotch…he could smell her…the
musky, intoxicating scent…god, he’d never smelt anything like her before.
“Look at
you. Such a silly boy…I know you’ve seen a woman nude before. Is my area really
so unique?”
He
swallowed, lost for words. She pressed a finger against his head and pushed it
back until he was looking up at her pale face. She was smirking.
“You must
be shocked. Why have I presented myself to you thus, you may be asking? Well…do
not confuse my intentions as romance or even lust.”
She
chuckled.
“Though we
will likely both enjoy the act, my intentions are purely research. You are a
young wielder of a powerful rune…a rune that could go out of control, much like
your mother’s. If the wielder cannot handle certain…stresses…”
She
caressed his cheek and chin with her long fingers, chuckling as she walked
closer to him, running her hands through his hair now, nails easily slicing
open his braids, freeing his long silver locks. She stroked his hair freely,
working out the tangled locks.
“Mmm, you are such a precious little boy…a fragile thing
like you, dominated by all the women you’ve ever
known…a fitting tool for the Runes…”
She grabbed
his head and pulled him against her, burying his face into her muff.
“Pleasure
me.”
He obeyed
without thinking, his tongue clumsily, earnestly lapping at her folds. He’d
never eaten out an unshaved woman before…the sensation was strange, foreign,
and intensely erotic. He felt himself growing harder and harder as his tongue
dove deep into her moist nethers.
“Ah…nnn…” Zerase gripped his head
tightly with one hand, the other bracing herself against the wall. “Ooooo…such vigor…nnn!
B-but you must keep in mind…a woman’s pleasure…aooooh…ah…is
not taken from the speed…nor strength…”
She tugged
on his hair, guiding him higher, until his tongue brushed against her clit,
eliciting an almost girlish squeak from her.
“NYAH! Yes…there, little Prince…right there…mmm…that’s the best place…”
He licked
and sucked her clit, wrapping his lips delicately around her swollen bud,
tugging at her gingerly, lost in her scent and taste.
“Mmm…ohhhh…feel me…I am getting
very wet now…if we were…ahn…ahhhhnnnn…young…and
frivolous lovers…you would enter me now…”
She saw him
fumbling to undo his pants, and smirked. Digging her fingers into his scalp,
she pulled him away, growling.
“But we are
not.”
He gasped,
his chin glistening from her honey, his breaths ragged.
“Undress.”
He obeyed
her slowly, sluggishly, unhooking the straps of his armor and letting the
breastplate fall to the floor. His bare chest heaved, glistening with sweat,
his sinewy, arms working at undoing his pants. Zerase
smiled, licking her lips as she admired his defined pecs.
He tossed
the last of his armor and the decorative sash to the ground, and quickly tugged
his pants down. His throbbing hard member—nine inches long—leapt free, pulsing
majestically. He blushed deeply as Zerase chuckled,
admiring him with a keen eye.
“Oh…well
now…it seems that perhaps the men of Falena are not
totally impotant…hm hm Hmmmm…”
She walked
closer to him, her fingernails glowing a pale blue.
“I shant be calling you little prince anymore…hmmm…”
She pressed
a nail to his chest, and he felt a sharp heat rush into his chest. He gasped in
pain and surprise, and she cooed gently in his ear.
“Ohhh…and you make the sweetest sounds…but I’m enjoying
myself too much…”
She took
his hand in hers, and held it up to admire the run. It flashed and glittered on
the top of his hand, causing her to smirk, and bring it close to her.
“Touch me.”
The hand
moved on its own, yanking her brazier down, freeing her luscious breasts. They
were so much bigger than he’d expected…he cupped one, squeezing it firmly, the
rune glowing brighter and brighter on his hand.
“Mmmn…MMMM…ohhh…can you feel it?
The power…of the sun…”
She let out
a ragged moan as he pinched her nipple, eyes half-closing.
“Oh by the
Runes…oh its so warm…it’s so…”
He pressed
against her, pushing her against the tablet. She shook her head, her voice a
ragged gasp.
“Stop…stop
no…we can’t…this is too much…ohh…”
He silenced
her with a kiss, pressing against her firmly, his stiff rod grinding into her
bare stomach as his tongue explored her mouth. She kissed him back, digging her
nails into his back, and he immediately realized he was no match. She wasn’t
just an expert kisser—she had been kissing since before even his grandmothers
had been born. Her youthful body belied more experience than he could fathom.
Her tongue wound around his, and she grasped one of his ass cheeks in one hand,
squeezing firmly.
“Mmmn…mmm….! Your Rune…” She
gasped between kisses, sucking on his lower lip as she ground against him. “Put
your Rune inside me…!”
He reached
down, cupping her mound, and gasped at how wet she was. He slid three fingers
in with no resistance at all, the slick walls of her pussy clinging hot to him,
squeezing his hand. The Rune flashed, and her whole body jerked.
“AHHHHHHHHHHNNNN! Ohhhhh!”
She clung
to him tightly as he fingered her, the rune’s light growing and growing, his
breath ragged and hot as she looked into his eyes, lost in a lust he’d never
imagined he’d see.
“Fuck me…”
She raised
a leg, and he grabbed it firmly, pressing her round, smooth ass against the
tablet. She took hold of his cock, stroking him slowly as she guided him to her
entrance. He thrust, penetrating her swiftly, and she cried out, squeezing his
shaft tight.
“AHHHHN! Ohhh…mmm…please…mmm…slow…I’ve not…been with a man in y-y-yeee…aaaaaaaaarrrrsssss…!”
He slowly
worked his manhood inside her, the pulsing meat stretching her insides, working
its way deeper into her. He leaned down, wrapping his lips around her hard
nipples, tongue and teeth going to work, slickening
and licking at the stiff nips, his hands shedding her bra away completely. In turn,
she unbuckled her garter, and let it fall, allowing them to be completely
naked, lost in each other.
He fucked
her against the wall, and as her moans quickened and grew harsher, more desperate, he sped up his thrusts, until her body jiggled
beneath him, her breasts bouncing up and down as he slammed her ass into the
wall, his hips jackhammering into hers.
“OOOOOOOOHHHHH! Prince…NNN…I…I am…AH!”
He felt her
cum around him, her body shuddering and falling against his. Somehow they ended
up on the floor, and he slid out of her, growling in his throat, his eyes
glazed over. She got onto her hands and knees, panting, gritting her teeth.
“This…is so
wrong…”
He got
behind her, holding her hips and pressing his cockhead
against her moist opening.
“You’re…too
young…”
He thrust
into her, and she screamed, her voice echoing all around them.
“NNNNYAAAAH! OH! OH! OH! OH! FUCK!”
She clawed
at the floor, panting beneath him as he fucked her doggy style, his huge cock
filling even more of her. He smacked her ass firmly, watching it jiggle beneath
him as she lay below, gasping on the floor, her breath fogging the glossy
stone.
“Nn…NNN…OHHHH!”
He couldn’t
hold out, and he knew it. He reached out, grabbing her by her long black hair,
and pulled firmly, wrenching her hair back. She screamed again, her pussy
shivering around his cock, and he joined in her scream.
A torrent
of hot cum splashed inside her, filling her womb to the brim. He cried out
louder and louder, falling against her as they both rode out respective
orgasms. The Dawn Rune flashed again, blinding white, and for a moment,
everything faded to nothingness…
*
*
*
“Mmm…”
Faroush lay curled up on the floor, fast asleep. Zerase knelt over him, still nude, gently stroking his
cheek.
“What a
beautiful boy…you’ve given me a thrill tonight…”
She
chuckled.
“I’ll have
to become the Ice Queen again…and I’m afraid you’ll only remember tonight in
your dirtiest dreams…”
She gently
kissed him on the cheek, whispering in his ear.
“But I may
visit you some nights, all the same. When my element grows in the darkened roof
of the world, I will entreat you…or perhaps…” She reached between his legs,
squeezing his flaccid member firmly. “You shall entreat me.”
The Prince
woke up just before dawn. He didn’t know how he’d ended up naked in the Star
Tablet chamber, nor did he know why he was so exhausted…or what that musky
scent in the air was…
He dressed
quickly, and stepped out into the open air. The dawn had come, and the streaks
of pink light had chased away all the stars…save one. A single twinkling beacon
joined the sun’s light, shimmering resiliently. The Prince smiled at it, and
walked down the stairs to his royal chambers…
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