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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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Severa loved watching Kjelle writhe. There was a heavy physicality to everything she did, and she appreciated it most when she had her fingers pumping in and out of her girlfriend, poised above her on the bed to watch how every muscle reacted to her touch. The way her core tightened every time she'd push up against her g-spot, how her legs became less and less still as she approached orgasm, and of course the rise and fall of her chest as she drew in deep breaths and tried to keep herself from how nice it all felt. She wasn't very good at doing that.
She was also endlessly fond of what Kjelle would do with her hands, the stronger girl's squeezes and caresses always so forceful. It was probably her favourite of Kjelle's physical expressions in the bedroom, but that night she'd removed the element entirely. Her hands lay behind her back, tied up tightly in a thick, durable scarf. As much as she loved Kjelle's touch, she was a little more torn on Kjelle's tendency to assume the dominant position on a whim. Some nights she adored suddenly finding herself face-down on the bed with fingers in her mouth and a stern voice in her ear. Others, she had a plan in mind for her dear lover and was a little less eager about having them ruined; she couldn't exactly overpower the much stronger, more built girl. Her asset was speed and once she had a hand around her twintails and another on her hip, speed was worthless.
"How are you doing?" she asked, probably sounding so sincere that most people probably would have been able to gather that she was up to something. Kjelle wouldn't, seeing as she was too wrapped up in how nice the fingers inside her felt to care. She'd said all she wanted to try that night was a little light bondage, and it was going perfectly so far.
There was little point in asking. "I'm fine," she responded, voice tipping up into a little moan. If she wasn't okay with it, she would have refused, and once it happened she was a stubborn, stubborn girl who would see it through to the end.
Severa's eyes paid close attention to her movements, especially her lower body. Her hips rocked against her fingers, legs parting and squirming. The occasional appreciative stare to her abs to watch her stomach tighten never hurt, either. She was looking for a tell, for all the visual signs that her girlfriend was just seconds away from orgasm, because she very rarely got the satisfaction of Kjelle moaning her name in grateful, affectionate passion. At least never on her first release; sometimes she could wear her down and get it on the third or fourth.
The heat in Kjelle's body built, her brow beginning to sweat, head buzz, breath come even more ragged. Her legs spread out and the balls of her heels dug into the mattress as her hips lifted up off the bed to meet her love's fingers in desperation. The occasional grunt or muted moan slipped out of her lips, but she wasn't very loud. She knew Severa liked her being loud, so she made it something the redhead had to coax out of her first. Instead, she shut her eyes tightly, bit her lower lip, and let Severa fight her for it. She'd probably earn it soon, so long as the fingers didn't stop.
And then they stopped.
Her body went limp with surprise, eyes opening as she regarded her lover with confusion. She saw that massive, self-satisfied grin that told her she had signed up for more than a little restraint play. "Severa?" Her voice was wary, edged with a whine. "Why'd you stop?"
"Because letting you off easy wouldn't be any fun." Her voice was uncharacteristically sweet, the usual sardonic mockery replaced by smug, sing-song glee. She lay down beside Kjelle, finding her ear and nibbling at the lobe. "You're the cutest right before you cum, and I think it would be nice to keep you there for a while." There was no more worrisome sign than the fact she wasn't just throwing sarcasm or even blunt-force insults at her. Kjelle was used to that side of Severa. Hell, she'd fallen in love with that side of Severa. She had no idea how to deal with a Severa who was so outright having fun without a hint of mock anger.
Once the surprise of her orgasm being torn away faded, she was left with a deep, burning itch. Her body was ready to release, tingling in anticipation, and it didn't accept that it wasn't going to happen. "This isn't funny." She tried to undo her binding, but the knot was made so well she wondered if Severa had gone around camp asking how to tie someone strong up in a way that wouldn't allow them escape. As she struggled with it, her body continued to move as it always did on the edge of cumming, and she could see Severa's eyes appreciating all her motions. Her voice dropped to a low beg. "Just let me cum, please."
Instead of doing that, Severa tugged on Kjelle's earlobe with her teeth and slid fingers into her mouth. They were absolutely soaked with her quim, immediately seeking out her tongue and smearing her juices along it. With little choice in the matter, Kjelle began to suck, immediately seeing what Severa was doing to her, and unable to stop it. Also, maybe a little unwilling. She'd taken the reigns away from Severa by force one too many times, and if this was some sort of revenge, it was definitely working. She couldn't stop squirming as Severa bit her ear, teasing her in ways she knew would keep her on the edge.
Down to her neck the kisses trailed, the fingers pumping in and out of her mouth as she sucked them clean. She expected that to be it, but even once there was no way she hadn't cleaned them entirely, Severa kept working them in there. The other hand seemed intent on being nothing short of evil to her. She dragged it along her thigh, up to her sensitive abs to tease the grooves between the pronounced muscles, and occasionally brushed down her slit just to keep the fire burning. She was absolutely soaked, always desperately rubbing up against the hand whenever fingertips dragged against her labia, but it never lasted long enough to push her over the edge. It was cruel, and she wondered furiously how Severa had become so adept at reading her body that she could keep her teetering on the verge, never skimping long enough to let her recover. The second before her arousal would recede like an unloved dog whimpering as it turned away from its master, there would be a touch that would make its ears stand up and bark excitedly. "I need to cum," she groaned.
"Ask nicely," Severa sang into her neck, withdrawing the fingers from Kjelle's mouth and immediately setting the wet hand to work on her breast. She sucked and nibbled at the skin, leaving small marks that would predictably make Kjelle wear a scarf the next day to hide them. It was a behaviour Severa found so perplexing. She was proud of her scars, artifacts from fights she took a hit in that left lasting damage, but when the girl she loved left hickeys on her neck, they were things to pretend didn't happen. Of course, that meant she could go wild and leave her neck covered in them without drawing undue attention, something she very gladly did.
Kjelle groaned as Severa's wet fingertips circled her nipple, that damned other hand not even brushing against her slit anymore, just massaging her inner thigh, keeping a keen hold on the muscles to try and feel out when they eased up. She hated everything about this situation, most of all the fact that the pleasure of sitting so precariously was so amazing she was probably going to hope Severa indulged her cruel side more often. "Please," she pleaded, averting her gaze in embarrassment as she was made to beg Severa for release.
It only took one word for Severa's smile to widen. She was so proud of herself for getting that single word out of her. Her vengeance was perfect in her eyes; pleasurable to both of them, but tipping the scales in her favour. Hopefully the message was loud and clear, and hopefully Kjelle would be getting off hard enough to justify doing it again. There were all sorts of places to go with denying her orgasm once she was used to it—or even asking for it—like just climbing onto her face and letting her eat Severa out to orgasm before even paying her any mind again, or just rubbing against her for what would feel like an eternity. She was going to have fun with her deadpan knight.
But for the moment, she saw no reason not to give Kjelle what she wanted. The hand slid from her thigh inward, passing teasingly to the other just to hear her groan. Kjelle's throat tightened a little, and she loved the feeling of it against her lips as they sucked on her neck. Moving her hand back, she went at her for real this time. Unceremoniously, she pushed three fingers into her and went wild, fingerfucking her at the same pace she'd been before it all started. There was no point in being slow or building back up; she'd had her fun, and it was time to watch Kjelle lose it.
As her nails dug into her palms, Kjelle yelled Severa's name, giving her grateful credit for what was happening to her body. It was only a few seconds of rapid fingering before she was done, her pussy tightening up around the invading digits as her hips pushed right up off the bed, Severa burying them down to the last knuckle as she kept her steady. Both girls knew it was going to be messy, Severa's palm pressing down against her groin as Kjelle squirted, a gush of clear liquid spurting against Severa's hand to keep it from making a mess of anywhere but their bodies. She was panting, rolling her head, burning up and unable to find anything about it that wasn't absolutely magical.
It took longer than normal from Kjelle to come down from her high. Her head buzzed as she stared into Severa's eyes, her chest's rapid heaving slowly returning to a normal breathing pace as she lay limp on the bed, wrists a little sore from struggling so much against the scarf. "You just..." She trailed off, pulling in another hard breath, twitching here and there as she gathered herself together. "You just earned anything you want."
Severa's mouth opened, and she continued to speak in that new-found, worry-inducing voice. "Good." She pressed a kiss to her tired lover's forehead. "I want to do that to you again." It was simultaneously the best and worst thing she could have asked for.
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