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Here’s a short fic based on the ending of Shining Force II. The game is one of Sega’s 16-bit greats, and it’s still available on Steam, Wii’s Virtual Console and other download services. Feel free to repost this fic, as long as original source is given. For the latest updates on my stories and selections of porn, follow me on http://streti.tumblr.com

Shining Force II - Kiss of Life

by Streti, thestreti@gmail.com

It was two years since the great devil king was defeated, and the recovered Granseal was thriving. There was still the problem of the sleeping princess Elis, but according to the goddess Mitula’s prediction, she would somehow awaken.

Now Bowie, a hero of the war, was summoned to the princess’ quarters, where she lay in eternal sleep. Supposedly, a kiss would revive her when the time was ripe, and everybody in his force had agreed that it had to be him. Sir Astral, advisor to the king and their force, had been exceptionally pleased with their joined decision.

The princess was beautiful. Long, flowing blonde locks, a serene expression on her sleeping face, and though Bowie tried to avoid it, his gaze drifted to her ample bust. So, Bowie had no trouble with his task, even though he wasn’t sure why it couldn’t be just anybody. Why not the old codger, sir Astral? He seemed to have a knack for these magical mysteries.

Just then Sir Astral, who had waited outside, came into the room. He looked at the princess and Bowie, and seemingly deduced his confusion from just what he saw.

“I didn’t want to tell the others this, but... Bowie, it needs to be you. I believe that when you had the Jewel of Light, some of its residual power stayed within you. That’s what Mitula meant. We need Volcanon’s power and an act of love to bring princess Elis back from her coma. This is the real reason for the kiss. You’re the only one that can do it.”

That made sense. Bowie nodded, and looked at the princess, who was sleeping quietly. It was in no way an unpleasant act. Without further hesitation, Bowie lowered his head, placed his lips on hers and kissed her. But nothing happened. Bowie kissed her again, still nothing. He rose and looked at sir Astral. Curiously, he seemed enthusiastic.

“She is responding... continue! She needs a little more...” the old mage said.

Bowie continued kissing the sleeping princess, deeper and with more passion, pressing his lips tighter against hers.

“She moaned! Bowie, continue!”

Bowie was starting to get a bit bothered by this. He slipped his tongue inside Elis’ mouth, but found hers resting. Just for the heck of it, he placed a hand on one of the princess’ full breasts, and started caressing it through her dress.

“Mmhm... you may have the right idea, Bowie. It looks like you need to be a little more... vigorous with the princess, to stir her. I’ll leave you alone with her now, you may do with her what you like.”

Bowie heard the door close, and when he lifted his head, sir Astral was gone. Did he really mean what he thought? What if they were just wrong after all? What if Jaha was really the right person for waking up the princess?

But then he looked back at the princess. The old geezer had been right so many times before...

Not believing his luck, Bowie grabbed the princess’ dress, and pulled it down, just enough to reveal her ample breasts. She had a fantastic rack. Full, heavy tits, perfectly round. Bowie grabbed them in his hands and fondled them for a while. He was getting painfully hard in his pants.

Well, sir Astral told him to do anything... If a kiss wasn’t doing enough, maybe something else with her mouth?

Bowie lowered his pants, bringing his erection into the light, and climbed on princess Elis’ bed. Then he straddled her face, and plunged his hard cock deep into the princess’ mouth. It felt good. Somehow her highness’ lips pursed around his meat just right, and he started thrusting back and forth in the supple feel of her mouth. Yet at the same time, he couldn’t believe what he was doing. What kind of a pervert was he? But the whole situation was just crazy, and now that he was fucking the sleeping princess’ mouth, it felt too good and he was too far along to stop, so he kept pushing his throbbing rod between her lips.

The princess soon started drooling around Bowie’s cock as he stuffed it in her mouth, and despite making some muffled noises, she didn’t open her eyes. It didn’t seem that she was waking up, even when his thrusts got faster and deeper. He was wondering if she would swallow unconsciously if he came in her mouth, because the feel and sight of mouthfucking the beautiful princess was driving him over the edge.

Bowie decided to pull out, and started stroking his slimy member in front of Elis’ face. Soon, he growled and tensed as he let out a torrent of semen on the sleeping princess. Completely overcome with his orgasm, he couldn’t even watch the mess he was making of her beautiful features, covering her face with rope after rope of thick cum. When it was finally over, he shuddered and groaned, and looked back down, and realized there was no easy way of making her presentable again.

The princess’ face was utterly covered with strands of thick spooge, hanging between her nose and partially open mouth, and dripping and trailing down her cheeks and neck onto the pillow, and onto her golden blonde hair, which had received a few spurts of its own. She was a mess of cum and drool - and she still wasn’t waking up.

“If that doesn’t wake her up, I don’t know what will...” he said out loud, and wiped his cock on the princess’ ample tits and light blue dress.

Bowie studied the cum-splattered princess, still asleep. It obviously wasn’t enough. Maybe she needed more direct stimulation? Or maybe he had kissed her on the wrong lips...

The hero set out to fulfill his mission, and dragged the princess’ dress up. He parted her legs, and was flustered as he found only a small piece of silk covering her crotch. He pulled the skimpy panties down, and admired her highness’ exposed sex. Her handmaidens obviously kept her clean throughout her sleep, as her pubes were trimmed into a neat blonde triangle.

He started by placing a few kisses on the princess’ inner thighs, and worked his way up to her pussy, inhaling her scent. Bowie kissed the feminine lips, and when nothing happened, he kissed them sideways, and again a few times, and when the princess didn’t stir, he mouthed her snatch, and pushed his tongue inside her moist opening. At least she was moist. Was she somehow reacting to all of this?

As he licked, lapped and teased Elis’ lips and clit, Bowie quickly got hard again and started stroking himself. But the princess was getting wetter as well, and he took that as an encouraging sign. Maybe she needed something... more? Without hesitation, the hero spread her legs a little further, and placed his cockhead on her partially open nether lips. Still no reaction. What was it going to take? He tried pushing in. The princess made a soft sound, but didn’t stir. That was encouraging, at least.

The princess’ snatch was snug and tight, and it felt so good that Bowie quickly got into a rhythmic back and forth motion, slipping his cock in and out the sleeping Elis. How had it come to this? He was fucking the unconscious princess, with her face already covered with his cum, when everybody was just waiting for him to kiss Elis and wake her up. Except sir Astral, maybe. Did he know?

Bowie pushed the thoughts aside and just did what felt good, and stuffing the princess’ pussy felt fantastic. She was beautiful while asleep, even in her current lewd state, on maybe especially so. As she slept, she was completely unaware that her face was glazed with drying semen, that her dress had been dragged down to expose her full breasts, heaving with her unconscious breathing, and that Bowie was enjoying her tight slit squeezing on his meat as he thrust into her. It didn’t seem like she had been a virgin. There had been no maidenhead to break, no blood. But she was so tight, she might as well have been.

Too tight. Too warm and wet. And still no reaction, she just looked serene and happy under the mask of cum. Bowie wasn’t going to last long if he kept going. He could have stopped, but she looked too beautiful to just her lie there. He was going to have to shoot off, and then continue, in the vain hope that it might stir her. But he couldn’t put her with child, not like this. So Bowie pulled out, and crawled forward to caress one of her heavy tits while he stroked his slimy, aching hard dick.

With a strained groan, he came again and started spilling his seed all over the princess’ ample bust, with a few stray strands landing on her face again. Her round melons got a thorough semen-glazing as Bowie jerked off his load on them, making a mess of Elis’ beautiful boobs, erect nipples, upper chest and the light blue dress that still partially clung to the lower curves of her breasts.

Then, when he finally looked back down, he saw the princess looking back up at him.

Princess Elis had just woken from her long magical slumber, splattered with Bowie’s semen.

“Oh! Bowie! I remember you...”

“Princess!” said Bowie happily, his cum-dripping cock throbbing in front of her face.

The princess scooped some of the semen from her tits, and brought it to her lips for a taste.

“I’m covered in cum! Bowie... Did you do this?”

Seeing how the heaving Bowie’s dick was hovering just above her exposed, jizz-covered tits, still dripping more on them, it was kind of a pointless question.

“Oh... yeah...” admitted Bowie, not really sure where to go from here. “The old coot... um, I mean, Sir Astral, he said I was the one that could wake you up...”

“And the first thing you did was to come on me? Maybe a simple kiss would have sufficed!” the princess said, not making too much of an effort to clean the semen from her face and breasts.

“Um... I tried...”

The princess giggled. “I’m kidding! I’m glad to be awake, by whatever means!”

“Oh.” Bowie was flustered, and not just from his past climax.

“I think... you deserve a reward, my hero. It feels so good to have woken up... help me up, please.”

Bowie gave his hand to the princess, and backed up as she sat up on the bed.

“Now, for that kiss,” she said and leaned closer to him. Bowie leaned in, and pressed his lips on hers again, not minding that they were sloppy with his seed. She moaned as they kissed, and it was certainly even more pleasant than when she had been asleep. His hand strayed to her ample breasts, groping her cummy mounds, and then he instinctively wiped the slimy mess from his hand onto the silky dress. Elis just giggled and pressed him back on the bed, then took hold of his half-soft cock and started stroking it eagerly.

Seeing the cum-covered princess, now wide awake and about to fuck him, made it quite it easy for Bowie to regain his hardness again, and Elis gave out a pleased mewl as she felt it. She maneuvered her dress over Bowie’s lap, and then guided his cock inside her hot, wet pussy. Wasting no time, she started riding his cock, moaning like a woman possessed. Bowie prayed to Volcanon that it wasn’t that.

With her rapid gyrations, the top of the dress eventually loosened and fell from her round breasts, fully exposing her large, jiggling tits. If anybody came in the room, there was no mistaking what was going on. But at least she was awake.

“Hnng! Ahhh! Yesss!”

Just as quickly as that, she came, moaning toward the ceiling, still except for her shivers and the throbbing of her twat around Bowie’s dick, and Bowie did his best to watch it out, already hot and sweaty again. Then she fell against him, and they kissed again, Bowie caressing her hair, until she turned to the side, exhausted. But she was not yet satisfied.

“Bowie, ahhh.. more... fuck me...” she panted.

In his situation, he could only oblige. He rose up from the bed and turned around, fumbling around the princess’ dress to uncover her wet sex again. After finding her swollen petals, he dragged her by her feet to the edge of the bed, and slid his hard cock inside her again. She whimpered softly.

If Sir Astral was still outside the door, there could be no mistaking what he would hear. The princess moaned loudly with each thrust, overcome by ecstacy, and the royal bed creaked as Bowie fucked Elis hard, driving into her tight pussy with renewed vigor.

Beginning to pant hard and sensing his own limit approaching, Bowie climbed back on the bed and lifted the dress between their bodies as he mounted the princess. Her eyes were fully open now, filled with wordless lust, and her ample bosom bounced with Bowie’s plowing, the full curves glistening with semen and sweat. Finally, he groaned deep, and thrust as far as he could to empty his load inside Elis. His cock spurted load after load of hot cum in her, until her snatch was overflowing with his seed, and his thick spooge spilled onto the part of the dress crumpled under their rutting. Bowie collapsed against her, and they met with another kiss, long and tender.

* * *

“Ohh! Elis! I’m so glad to see you up and awake!” exclaimed the old king, and rushed forward to hug his daughter. He was constantly flushed red, but seemed to be always mirthy, even in the direst of crises.

“I’m so glad to see you too, Dad!” said Elis after the hug. She was equally flushed as her father, but for a different reason, just having been driven to climax by Bowie.

Sir Astral stepped forward. “Wonderful, Bowie! I knew you could do it!”

“Uh... well... I needed to give her everything I had,” Bowie replied, flustered. Sir Astral probably knew what had happened, but he wasn’t showing anything. The King didn’t notice anything either. He simply thought that the caked, dried layer of something whitish on Princess Elis’ face and the white stains on her dress must have been from her sleeping, not knowing that the handmaidens had last cleaned her up just this morning.

“Bowie... I think you have earned the hand of my daughter in marriage!” the King proclaimed, equally unaware that Bowie’s seed was already dripping down from Princess Elis’ sex and trailing down her thighs under her dress.

“I... Nothing would make me happier, sire,” said Bowie.
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Shining Force II - Kiss of Life

Shining Force II - Kiss of Life

by Streti, thestreti@gmail.com