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+A through F › Fire Emblem (all)
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
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4,563
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Short kink meme fills
Erk/Serra, hand in panties
"Say it," Erk whispered into her ear, twisting his hand inside her.
Serra merely let out a whine in response as his treatment continued. She had been stripped down her panties and long gloves, since he actually liked it better that way, and pulled into him. He leaned against the wall, hand down her panties and tormenting her with his delicate touch. His fingers were long and agile, years of working magic and turning pages preparation for this one moment as she shook against him.
He kissed down her neck for a moment before returning to her ear, saying it even more forcefully now. "I want you to say it."
She looked him in the eye, shaking as his fingers vanished beneath the white cotton, retreating to her core where he captured her, held her at his mercy through pleasures he proved she would not be able to provide herself. What he wanted was no mystery to her, but he was playing games, knowing the words would be hard to come from her mouth, that it would almost be a sign of defeat, but as they worked deeper inside her pink folds and pleasure ran through her veins like the fire he wielded on the battlefield, she was quickly losing her resolve.
"Make me," she cried defiantly, head arching back as he again worked her over just the way she liked.
He smiled, providing her another kiss down the neck, before leaning forward to meet his lips with hers. "I thought you'd never ask." He pulled her into a long, steamy kiss as his hands worked her over so well that when it was over, she had no idea what had just happened. Everything moved so fast, became a blur as pleasure coursed through her like never before. If not for the kiss, she'd have screamed, screamed so loud the entire mercenary company would have awoken, but she found his lips there to silence her, to soothe her.
When it was over, the manoeuvre and the kiss, her breath was ragged and she trembled against him. His hands still remained buried beneath the waistband and the cotton, fingers and slit both dripping, soaking her panties as his slow method kept her constantly aroused, always feeling pleasure, but always just close enough to be pulled away from it.
"Are you ready? Just say it." This time, when he spoke, magic tinged his voice, willpower behind his words. They made them more compelling, more demanding, drawing her deeper into the web he had created. "We both know you feel it, I just want to hear it before I came you come all over my hand." He began the move again, just the beginning, teasing her cruelly as the moment the beginning was over, his hand froze.
Buried inside the panting pink-haired cleric, the hand was thoroughly drenched in her nectar. She shook a little, a low whine emerging from her throat. Reluctantly, she swallowed her pride. "Make me cum, my love."
"Say it," Erk whispered into her ear, twisting his hand inside her.
Serra merely let out a whine in response as his treatment continued. She had been stripped down her panties and long gloves, since he actually liked it better that way, and pulled into him. He leaned against the wall, hand down her panties and tormenting her with his delicate touch. His fingers were long and agile, years of working magic and turning pages preparation for this one moment as she shook against him.
He kissed down her neck for a moment before returning to her ear, saying it even more forcefully now. "I want you to say it."
She looked him in the eye, shaking as his fingers vanished beneath the white cotton, retreating to her core where he captured her, held her at his mercy through pleasures he proved she would not be able to provide herself. What he wanted was no mystery to her, but he was playing games, knowing the words would be hard to come from her mouth, that it would almost be a sign of defeat, but as they worked deeper inside her pink folds and pleasure ran through her veins like the fire he wielded on the battlefield, she was quickly losing her resolve.
"Make me," she cried defiantly, head arching back as he again worked her over just the way she liked.
He smiled, providing her another kiss down the neck, before leaning forward to meet his lips with hers. "I thought you'd never ask." He pulled her into a long, steamy kiss as his hands worked her over so well that when it was over, she had no idea what had just happened. Everything moved so fast, became a blur as pleasure coursed through her like never before. If not for the kiss, she'd have screamed, screamed so loud the entire mercenary company would have awoken, but she found his lips there to silence her, to soothe her.
When it was over, the manoeuvre and the kiss, her breath was ragged and she trembled against him. His hands still remained buried beneath the waistband and the cotton, fingers and slit both dripping, soaking her panties as his slow method kept her constantly aroused, always feeling pleasure, but always just close enough to be pulled away from it.
"Are you ready? Just say it." This time, when he spoke, magic tinged his voice, willpower behind his words. They made them more compelling, more demanding, drawing her deeper into the web he had created. "We both know you feel it, I just want to hear it before I came you come all over my hand." He began the move again, just the beginning, teasing her cruelly as the moment the beginning was over, his hand froze.
Buried inside the panting pink-haired cleric, the hand was thoroughly drenched in her nectar. She shook a little, a low whine emerging from her throat. Reluctantly, she swallowed her pride. "Make me cum, my love."