#fe awakening x reader

[randoimago]

Hi! Happy 4k followers! 🎉🎊💐 I wanna join in the celebrations too! Fandom Blitz time! Can I choose Kellam (fe awakening) with sleeping in the same bed, as they’d often do, but one morning waking up cuddling (from friends to lovers) Thanks!

Fandom: Fire Emblem

Character(s): Kellam

Note(s): Ey thank you for joining in! I hope you enjoy what I wrote!!

Kellam

Even though he's pretty much invisible, he was nervous when you wanted to share a bed. Especially if you somehow forgot he was there and then noticed because that'd be a very bad look for him to try and explain it.

But the nervousness of the first time goes away the more you do it. Mostly because there's usually not enough tents or beds because someone forgot about him. And he does appreciate you being willing to share. He does his best to give you space each time too, not wanting to intrude.

Then, one morning, he wakes up and sees your face inches from his and his arms around you. Kellam's brain blanks as he still holds you, trying to process what happened. And in that time, you wake up, and you're inches apart, cuddling in bed and staring at each other.

Kellam is quick to pull away, extremely flustered. He does his best to apologize, even if it's stammered. He's a bit worried that you'll stop wanting to share a bed after that, but when you talk it through, and it goes well, he feels relief. Throughout the day, his mind can't help but remember how warm you felt as he held you.

[yuri-is-online]

Holy shit I love yutu? I want to kiss his head and pretend I don't see him side eyeing aces entire existence

Referencing this future kid au fic

(╥﹏╥) I'm so glad you like him. He's based off of M! Morgan from Fire Emblem Awakening who has a very special place in my heart. It's been 12 years (holy shit) but he's still my baby boy. Yutu would probably cry if Yuu gave him a forehead kiss, he loves his parent so much and was really fighting it to keep it together when he saw them alive again.

As for Ace... well. They have similar personalities, they're both very protective of Yuu but don't ever outright say it, they both like a good prank, and like life best when things are simple. Oh and they both like to cheat at cards.

But Yutu is a much harder worker than Ace is and doesn't complain about it so when he sees his father of all people "just joking" about wanting to share a bed with his parent or "not being into their type" he's got that judgey face on because he knows it's a lie. The best friends to lovers dynamic is completely lost on him because he grew up with a Yuu who could barely remember his dad but was still in love with him. He's got nothing to lose but his dignity and from Yutu's perspective he doesn't even have that 💀💀💀

[frickingnerd]

yandere robin

pairing: male!robin x gn!reader

tags: dangerous yandere!robin, mentions of grima

nothing is as dangerous as a yandere who's also a tactician!

while robin is usually very sweet and well meaning, only wanting the two of you to be happy for the rest of your lives, he absolutely has it in him to switch things up!

plus, there's always this bit of grima lingering within robin, which could be set free under the wrong circumstances

robin isn't usually that jealous, but if someone does manage to provoke him, he'll play the long game to get rid of them!

the cruelest he can do is send them on a suicide mission during battle and claim it was simply a plan gone wrong! but he can ruin their reputation within the army too and push the person to isolate themselves from everyone!

but that treatment isn't just reserved for romantic rivals! if you decide to act out, robin can treat you just as cruel!

though, of course, he wouldn't go as far as killing you! he doesn't even want to harm you, just scare you a little and realize your place…

[glowingbadger]

A fellow Libra lover?? 👀 may i PLEASE have P, W, and X for the most beautiful man in FE awakening?

Man, Libra is at an incredible intersection of "bishounen" and "priest" that is SO underutilized, but gets me absolutely every time.

Side note, speaking of beautiful priests, has literally any other person ever read the Juvenile Orion mangas or was that something that me and my best friend were alone in at age twelve

Alphabet prompts - Libra (FE Awakening)

P (pace), W (wild card), X (x-ray)

NSFW 18+

Pace: It's a steady climb with Libra. He always prefers to start slow, especially given he doesn't tend to bring just anyone to his bed, and tends to only become intimate with someone he truly cherishes. As such, he wants to show you the reverence you deserve, and worship you the best way he knows how. He'll spend plenty of time savoring deep, lustful kisses that eventually trail down your neck to explore your body, and his hands warm and tender along your skin- but eventually, it always escalates. With time, you'll both become wrapped up in the intimacy of being together, and touches become firmer and bolder, bodies move more intensely, and before long he'll be plunging his cock deep into you while he pants your name against your skin.

Wild card: Libra can be a little touch-shy and quite touch-sensitive to start, and the fact that he genuinely wants to work on acclimating to your touch is one of many ways he shows how dearly he adores you. Related to this- he really enjoys watching you touch yourself. It's vulnerable and intimate and so, so erotic, in addition to the taboo of watching such a personal act of pleasure which almost feels sacred to him. Early in the relationship, it's a good way for him to explore sexual gratification with you, without feeling immediately overwhelmed by your touch on him (especially his back or neck, where scars from his childhood still linger). He'll watch you with a focused, intense heat in his eyes, gently encouraging you, murmuring praises like prayers until the rush of watching you make yourself cum just for him.

X-ray: I've mentioned this on this blog before, but Libra is built like a male pinup. While his elegant face might give the impression of a slender, ephemeral build, the truth is quite the opposite- he possesses the strength to swing around a massive metal axe, and it shows. Underneath those conservative robes, his torso is muscle bound and carved, every inch of him trained to combat-ready perfection. He's accumulated a good number of scars, but for the most part, his skin is fair and smooth, and he naturally has very little (and very light) body hair. His cock is thick, and very pleasantly veiny, overall shockingly "masculine" for a man with such a pretty face.

[lexsssu]

Same (Grima!Robin)

TAGS: Grima(M)!Robin/Dragoness!reader, enemies to lovers, heats/ruts, dirty talk, smut, oneshot Ao3 ver.

“Am I really so interesting you must pester me?”

That was the first sentence Grima had ever directed at you, which you replied to by narrowing your eyes at him as shining gold clashed with blazing red. You’d think that seeing as you both were Fell Dragons there would be a certain kinship between you despite coming from completely different worlds.

Sadly, you didn’t expect how surly and simply aggravating he was to be with when you only wanted to form a friendship with him. 

With a huff, your great wings appeared from your back and flew you away from the irritable god, intending to play with the dragon children instead or even enjoy a cup of tea with Corrin & Kamui.

Grima’s crimson eyes glowed in the dark as he stared at your receding back, a faint tugging sensation in his chest making itself known the moment you were a fair distance away from him.

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“You are a curious one...You willingly come to chat with me? The fell dragon? Alone?”

“Listen here, mister. In case you haven’t noticed or gotten the memo yet...I’M A FELL DRAGON TOO!”

In your anger, you stepped right up to Grima until your face was but centimeters away from his, albeit you were a bit on the shorter side but your confidence and projection made you all the more taller.

The surly sorcerer surprisingly didn’t feel that your words or tone was disrespectful, nor did he feel irritated at how closely you stood before him as if you were equals. Rather, he felt quite...intrigued.

He normally had no qualms about sending anyone who irritated him a severe beatdown or even death if he was feeling merciful, but you? The silver-haired male couldn’t help but find your actions quite...endearing if he was being honest with himself. 

You bare your claws and fangs at him as if to intimidate him, but your actions proved otherwise. The fact that you always rebuked him for his “ mistakes ” only to still look back aggrievedly as if waiting for him to coax you always left him feeling VERY bemused.

Why, you were like fledgeling clumsily trying to attract a mate by acting coquettish without even knowing what your actions were suggesting!

“Be careful with your words and actions, girl. Lest someone take them as an invitation for something more.”

And he left just like that, leaving you utterly bewildered by his cryptic riddles.

“What is this man raving about again…”

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“Will you be my mate and bear my young or must you continue this game of chase with me? Bear in mind the fact that regardless of your answer...I will have you whimpering beneath me and crying for my seed in your womb,” the male dragon growled in your ear, a delighted shiver travelling down your spine as fluids shamefully collected at your untouched lower lips.

The both of you were away from Askr’s castle, in a secluded cave ways away from any hero, enemy, or even civilian who might stumble into it by chance. Piles of fur meticulously cleaned laid on the cold, hard ground and providing comfort and warmth from the abrasive floor. 

Yet, their warmth was nothing compared to the large, strong, and practically burning hot body that caged your own against the mass of furs. However, the hottest part was the groin that unashamedly rubbed and ground itself against your soft buttocks. Even within the confines of his trousers, Grima’s cock stood tall and proud as it tented against the fabric, caressing your cunt and further ruining the once pristine pair of panties you wore. The fabric had already turned transparent with how much juices leaked out of your lewd pussy, a fact that the damned god took great pleasure in.

“Look at how much slick you drip just from this alone and tell me...does it not please you to mate with the only male of our kind? I see how you care for the whelps within the Order and thought...would it not be better to have hatchlings of our own for you to mother?”

As you ponder dazedly over his words, he takes the time to lick and nibble at the junction between your neck and shoulder. Biting at the area teasingly as he continued his ministrations, letting you feel the sweltering heat of his hard cock as he humped your pussy from behind, ready to mount you at a moment’s notice but refraining from taking that final step.

“I’ll be good to you, on my honor as a Fell Dragon. I will provide and care for you as a mate should and that extends to all children that will be born from our union. Never shall I stray and forever we shall stay together.”

“...Grima, please…”

The sound of a dragon’s roar echoed through the cave and resounded through the kingdom, alerting both citizens and the Order alike, but no one could find the source.

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It was only until three days later that you and your new husband/mate reappeared before the shocked eyes of the heroes. A proud mark shone on your neck, looking less like a bite mark and more like a tattoo as it shone a bright red whereas Grima’s which shone like gold on his left collarbone above where his heart should be was hidden beneath his cloak.

No one made a comment about your abrupt disappearance and return together. Nor did they attempt to inquire about the slight roundness of your belly, too afraid to earn Grima’s ire which was all too easy to do and usually resulted into a none too pretty sight. 

Judging by the way the Fell Dragon menacingly hovered over you, it was within the best interests of everyone not to ask any questions.

[third-arch]

Taguel Class Trafalgar Law

He can summon "Room" and use his DF powers in both humanoid and beast form!! Just a concept idea :))!!

[togetherhearted]

Woah, congrats on another milestone :D! I would like to request Henry (FEA), Crewel (TW) and V (DMC) with a fluffy/blushy sentence starter: 'That pet name was so gushy. but it was also so cute'. Please and thank you in advance ^w^

Of course of course!

I hope I them justice. Henry is probably one of the most hard for me to portray well but I tried!

MILESTONE SPECIAL:

That pet name was so gushy but it also was cute

With Henry pet names could go in two ways. Sweet ones that can melt anyone or really questionable ones like "helpful grave digger". There was no in between and you couldn't have it any other way. -Oh!I see you're finally awake my cuddle bug!- He looked at you with a smile so wide it could probably hurt his face. You stirred tiredly -Oh wow...that's a new one tiredly- -You don't like it?- You stifled a laugh -That pet name was so gushy...- You opened your eyes -But it was also so cute no?- -...yeah. it was-

There was no doubt that the young man had a plethora of nicknames for you often related to birds and poetry. You hoped in the van;accidentally overhearing Nero and V talking about you and Kyrie. You flushed once you heard him call you "hummingbird" and scoffed;making your presence clear. -That pet name was so gushy- You planted a soft kiss on his lips. Nero looked uncomfortable -But it was also cute- You smiled at your lover. -...could you please don't? I'm right here you guys!- Nero grumbled embarrassed.

It took you quite some times to get used to being called a "puppy." It wasn't a bad pet name per se but people were looking at you like they were speculating that something spicey was going on between the two of you. -Good morning puppy- Crewel put a cup of coffee on your desk -Good morning diva- You smiled proudly. Crewel blinked a couple of times;then a smug smile appeared on his face -Oh...that pet name is soooo gushy- He patted your head  -But also so cute. I see you're learning from the best- He said content

[mildlyminty]

Headcanon that henry would gladly take his s/o's period pains onto himself by using some spell or self inflicted curse.

He anyways has high pain tolerance so I doubt this would rattle him in any way. And hey, whatever makes his beloved not be in pain anymore is more than perfect for him! ^^

[hxney-lemcn]

Right Here — Stahl x gn! reader

summery: Lissa tries tirelessly to make you realize your feelings for Stahl. Once you do, things don't go as smoothly as you'd like.

tw: anxiety, anxiety attack (This is fluff tho I swear), hurt/comfort

a/n: I'M GOING FERAL I NEED MORE STAHL CONTENT HELP ASAP! HE IS SO FINE AND SWEET HOW IS EVERYONE SLEEPING ON HIM AHHHHHH!

wc: 1.3k

Master List

“He’s looking at you again,” Lissa pointed out, a giggle falling out of her pink lips. 

This had been going on longer than you thought it would. Your close friend Lissa had been pointing out every time she had caught Stahl looking at you. At first you thought she was just messing with you. She had quickly caught on to your feelings for the olive haired knight when she noticed how you were warmer to him than anyone else. Whereas others wouldn’t bat an eye at you bumping shoulders with Stahl jokingly, Lissa had honed in on the smallest interactions she caught between you two. 

Little did you know, she had also picked up on signs from Stahl. The way he leaned into your jokes, or how he always seemed to have something you needed when you needed it. She felt hopeless watching the two of you subtly showing your signs of care and affection for the other. The two of you were so blinded by your own feelings, you missed how the other felt. 

Rolling your eyes, you replied, “Whatever helps you sleep at night.” Lissa pouted, getting sick of your ignorance.

This had continued until finally you were forced to face the facts. You were innocently teasing each other, enjoying the other's presence.

“You’re so mean to me,” You pouted, crossing your arms over your chest. 

“Only to you,” Stahl teased with a bright grin adorning his face. You missed the way his eyes watched you warmly. Instead you reached up to his cheek and pinched it in slight frustration (perhaps a bit out of cute aggression as well). 

“Ow!” Stahl yelped, holding his cheek protectively as it was his turn to pout at you. A wave of guilt had suddenly hit you, not wanting to have actually hurt him.

“I love you,” You blurted, hand forming a heart shape. It was something you did when you felt you may have gone a bit too far, hoping to make amends before the other person could get too mad. You had done it with your childhood friends, they had been who you learned it from. So you didn’t think much of it until you parted shortly after. 

Lissa pounced on you, pulling you over and jumping up and down excitedly. With your back turned, you had missed the warm pink that dusted over Stahl’s face, walking towards his next duty with a beaming grin. He couldn’t help the excited flutter his heart gave recalling the memory. Even if you hadn’t said those three words in the way he wished, he was still content hearing you aim them towards him regardless.

“You told him you love him!” Lissa squealed once the two of you out of ear shot. 

You felt yourself warm at the implication and quickly went to clear the obvious misunderstanding, “I meant it as a friend.”

Once again, Lissa pouted, cheeks puffed out in frustration, “Then why did he give you the most lovesick look after you said it?” You paused, trying to recall how he looked. Damn you for being too anxious to look at people fully. 

“He did?” You asked meekly, a strange feeling encompassing you at the thought. You continued to contemplate your feelings, and they were stronger than you had anticipated.

“He has been for the longest time!” Lissa exclaimed, crossing her arms. “And I’ve been pointing it out this entire time! You’re just noticing?”

You couldn’t stop thinking about it for the rest of the day. The sudden realization of just how deep your feelings had scared you. You’d never felt so scared for loving someone before. You loved your friends deeply and unconditionally, but not to the extent you loved Stahl. It was scary how you could envision your future with him, even scarier was the thought of him not being there. 

You kept stewing in these thoughts, sitting by the fire as the other’s started retreating to their tents. You had never seen yourself being dependent on someone else. The thought alone was terrifying. Relying on someone else, giving them your heart and trusting they won’t break it. But then your mind drifted to Stahl, and the thought of giving him your heart seemed less daunting. He was so sweet, easy to talk to and fun to be around. He had shown you nothing but kindness and your fearfulness seemed silly. If you were to depend on anyone, it would be Stahl. And just as you came to that conclusion, Stahl had joined you by the dwindling fire. 

Suddenly your self assurance had vanished and the anxiety of giving someone your all had returned full force. You curled in on yourself, holding your knees to your chest as you watched the flames dance around. You could feel Stahl’s worried eyes watch you, and where this would usually calm you down, it had only heightened the anxiety coursing through your veins. He had scooted closer to you. This too would normally calm you down, but this time it made you feel like you were drowning.

“What’s wrong?” He muttered, voice soft.

Tears formed in the corner of your eyes as you buried your face into your knees, hoping it would hide you from your fears, “I’m scared.”

Stahl frowned, watching as your breathing picked up and you suddenly grabbed onto your hair. You kept repeating that you were scared and he felt his chest tighten. He hadn’t seen you like this in a long time, and he hoped he never had to. Your anxiety had been clear to him since he first met you, and it was his personal achievement that his presence had seemed to quell most of it. Although this time, he was the cause without even knowing.

He placed his hand on your back, bringing you into his chest and holding you. Resting his head on top of yours, Stahl gently rubbed your back. You grasped onto his tunic. Not only was he the source of your anxiety, but he still managed to comfort you.

Once your hysteria started to die down, Stahl asked, “Do you want to talk about it?

Your fist clenched onto his tunic once more, whimpering out pitifully, “I love you and it's scary.”

Stahl’s heart pumped faster, yet it twisted as well. Was loving him really so harsh? He knew it wasn’t that, but his own mind couldn’t help but warp it to be as such. 

“I’ve never felt this way for anyone before and it's so scary,” You continued, unaware of Stahl’s internal conflict. “I love you so much but I’m scared to let you in.”

At this, Stahl nuzzled the top of your head, “You don’t have to do anything you're not ready to do.”

“But I want to,” You replied back almost pathetically, melting into the warmth of his affection. “I want to love you and care for you, and for you to love and care for me.” 

“I do love and care for you,” Stahl replied instantly, only pulling away enough to meet your eyes. The usual feeling of warmth and affection filled him every time you were near filled him tenfold. He brushed back a stray strand of your hair as his hand rested on your cheek. 

His touch sent your body aflame, unused to such a gentle caring touch. You stared at him with unending love and adoration for the man who sat in front of you, who held and touched you with such reverence. You felt your mind finally ease, and the thought of giving your all to him had finally brought you peace. He cared for you just as you did him, and you couldn’t be any happier than you felt at that realization. 

Closing the small gap between the two of you, you placed a gentle kiss on his cheek. You both watched the other with tenderness, not wanting the night to end just yet.

Lissa picked up on change in both of you the next day. She watched with near awe at your unabashed adoration for the other, how you were even more relaxed by Stahl’s side, how he managed to dote on you even more than before. 

‘Finally,’ Lissa thought to herself with a slight huff.

[originalfireemblemscenarios]

[Okok I'm so excited! I would like to do an interaction with Stahl involving mutual pining w an OC/reader named Kay? I hope this is ok omg]

"Stahl - I love you." Amber eyes bored intensely into the bark of the tree in front of her. It's silence in the face of her practiced confession only seemed to make Kay more nervous and, unable to stop, she began to ramble.

"I know this might be a long shot and you might not feel the same way. After all you're amazing and I'm... well I'm not pretty like Mirabelle or fun like Lissa or..." deflating with each word, Kay slowly trailed off, sighing in resignation as she slumped to sit on the grass. Perhaps this was futile anyway.

Just as she had begun to drift off into thoughts of self pity, Kay was violently yanked back to reality by the sound of something moving nearby. Amber eyes darted to the sound, where they spotted a figure looking all too humanoid. It was too close to camp, too far from the road for any bandit worth his salt -- so who had just overheard?

Omgg so cute

Character interaction rules

~ 💓

As the figure approaches, Kay quickly finds out that it's none other than the man who she has practiced her confession was the one who approached her.

"That seat taken?" He said half jokingly as he sat down next to her "I didn't see you around dinner so I was wondering where you might've went" He wasn't showing much worry, but he was clearly disappointed to not see you then. But one good thing is that it didn't look like he heard her confessing to a tree.

[coralhoneyrose]

Chapter 10 of Pretending to Love You is out now!

Pairing: Chrom / f!Robin

Summary: Following the war with Plegia, the Ylissean Council is putting pressure on Chrom to announce an engagement by his next birthday. Since he is uninterested in courting while still learning how to rule, Robin suggests he pretend he is already in a relationship to get the council off his back. What she did not anticipate was Chrom telling the council that she is the one he is courting…

Additional Tags: Fake/Pretend Relationship, Mutual Pining, Sharing a Bed, Political Intrigue

Rating: M

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As Chrom stares down at the forged signature, the pieces snap together with the same sickening crack as bones breaking.

The council never intended to test Robin’s competence; even her exhaustion and collapse weren’t their true aim. No, Lord Ambrose and his co-conspirators intended something far more malicious. They’ve always been willing to do whatever it takes to ensure Robin will never sit beside him on the throne, even if that means committing forgery.

Or worse…treason.

The altered numbers on the form paint a damning picture—one that Robin’s reputation may never recover from if it comes to light. The realization mangles into a lashing, white-out rage. 

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[robynmizore]

Redemption Chapter Eight:

Shattered Heart

“The gate’s just up ahead!” Robyn could hear Fjorm’s voice from the front of the group, and when she looked up ahead, she could see a snowy tunnel in front of them, blocked by what seemed to be a gate made from magical ice. The group milled around as the Nifl princess tried to open the gate to no avail. 

“That’s weird.. we must have been away for too long.” she frowned, turning to the group with an apologetic smile. “Sorry.. there’s a rite that I have to do to open the gate.”

”That’s fine! I’ll make us a nice lunch in the meantime!” Sharena replied cheerily, but before she could get to work, Anna and Niles hurried back from where they’d been keeping watch.

”Get into battle positions, now!” Anna ordered sharply, earning bewildered looks from the other heroes. 

“Anna, what’s going on-“

Alfonse was cut off by Niles’s sharp retort.

”You want your head on your shoulders or the floor?! Surtr’s coming!”

At Alfonse’s command, the Order of Heroes swiftly formed a defensive line, just in time as a voice sneered

”What’s this? A group of lambs lurking at Nifl’s gate? How bothersome, but still fun to burn..”

The king of Múspell glowered at them as he stepped out of the trees, his usual menacing smirk etched on his lips. 

“H-hurry! Through the gate!” Fjorm gasped, but the king simply shook his finger at them, and Robyn noticed Takumi had moved protectively in front of her as Surtr growled

”I’m going to make a deal with you. And you’d best consider it carefully, Prince Alfonse. Either you give me your head now, or I’ll set that entire village there right back on fire. All the woman and children will perish.. unless you offer me your head. What do you say, boy?”

No..

Robyn felt a sickening feeling in her stomach as she pictured the old man and the children being engulfed by the flames. Just moments ago, they’d all been swaying to the beat of her song, their worries forgotten. Would he really rip that away from them so soon? The coldness in his eyes made it clear he’d follow through on his threat. 

Ricken trembled as he pressed closer. Robyn instinctively rested a hand on her friend’s back. 

“If we lose Alfonse, who will lead us?” he whispered to her. “I.. I wish Maribelle was here. With her by my side.. I could do anything!” 

“Don’t worry.” Takumi assured them determinedly. “I’ll stand by you till the end. They will not make it past me.”

Meanwhile, Robyn noticed Alfonse’s downcast expression, as if he was considering Surtr’s words. His hand raised slightly, and his fingers gave a subtle flick. 

What is he doing? Robyn frowned as Alfonse straightened up and met the Múspell king’s threat with a calm smile. 

“Sorry Surtr, but I can’t give you my head. Guess you’ll just have to burn down the village then!”

“…”

A stunned hush came over the group as the king glowered at Alfonse in disbelief. 

“What?!”

”Go! To the gate!” the prince ordered sharply, and the group shot towards the gate. 

“Come on! We have to go, now!” Takumi exclaimed, pulling at her arm. 

But Robyn lingered, staring at the defenseless village as a sickening chill crept into her chest. 

“Takumi.. I can’t.. the village..”

”Do you trust me?!” he asked her fiercely, his hazel eyes piercing deep into hers. “There’s no time to explain, but they’ll be fine! Promise!”

The chill began to dissipate, and with a nod, she let Takumi take her hand and pull her through the gate. 

“Brother, have you gone mad?! You just abandoned those people to die!” Sharena yelled as the snow fell around them. 

They were now in Nifl, the kingdom of ice. There wasn’t a single spec of ground or plant that wasn’t covered in cold white substance as a chilly wind swept around them. Despite this, Robyn found she felt strangely neutral. Not too cold or hot. Before Alfonse could reply, Takumi stepped up with a smug grin. 

“No he didn’t! Didn’t you see that signal? I bet the villagers are long gone by now!”

”So that’s what that was..” Caledori mused while Ricken burst into laughter. 

“Ha! He’s gonna be so mad when he finds out he just destroyed an empty village!”

Flora and Felicia seemed perfectly at home as they gazed around in wonder. 

“Flora, it’s just like our Ice Tribe at home!” she squealed, dancing around in the flakes as the wind played with her pinkish auburn hair. 

“It is, isn’t it? I feel at home here.” Flora sighed dreamily, a flicker of humor in her grey eyes at her sister’s antics. 

A loud rustling in the bushes sounded from up ahead, and Jakob’s hand shot out to snatch Felicia’s arm. 

“Felicia, get back!” he snapped, yanking the maid behind him just in time as a ball of fire scalded the area she’d been standing previously. Flora looked horrified as Felicia cling to Jakob’s arm, whimpering as a woman with dark cyan hair and deep crimson eyes stepped out, flanked by a patrol of Múspell’s soldiers. 

“Another one?!” Takumi exclaimed in exasperation while Niles’s eyes narrowed. 

“Oh-ho.. going to try your luck with us little girl? It didn’t end very well for your other friends..” Niles sneered. “But if you wanna play with me, I’ll guarantee to make it extra fun.. for me of course. Not you. But you can scream my name after if you want..”

The woman gave Niles a look of piercing disgust, and Laevatein burst out from behind some of the other soldiers, her eyes smoldering pits of fire as she snarled 

“Don’t speak to Laegjarn that way, or I’ll kill you!”

”Sure you will. Just like you totally did earlier, right?” Niles taunted, and spitting with fury, Laevatein launched herself at Niles, who dodged the poorly aimed attack with ease, knocking her sword out of her hand with a well aimed arrow. She clutched her now bloodied hand as she fixed Niles with a hate filled glare. 

“Ohhh yes, just give into those impulses!” he sneered. “It’ll make mopping the floor with that lovely figure of yours even more delicious!” 

Alfonse flushed at the white haired outlaw’s antics, clearing his throat forcefully as he quickly pulled himself together, calling orders to the rest of the army, who were more than happy to oblige so they wouldn’t have to watch.. whatever the heck it was that Niles was doing. Surprisingly, Niles’s seductive, borderline harassment was actually enough to throw the enemy army off their game long enough for Askr to win, much to their humiliation. 

“R-retreat!” Laegjarn ordered sharply, looking flustered. “We can’t risk losing anymore soldiers!”

”What?! Sister are you insane?!” Laevatein shrieked. “I’m not done fighting yet! I’d rather die than lose to.. to him!” 

She jabbed a furious finger at Niles, who smiled and batted his eyes innocently. 

“Who.. me? Whatever do you mean?”

”This isn’t up for discussion!” Laegjarn hissed, her face equally flushed as she dragged her sister off into the trees, ignoring her struggles and squawks of rage. 

Niles smiles coyly, waving seductively and blowing a kiss. 

“W-well that was certainly.. something.” Takumi muttered, his cheeks tinged pink. 

The other heroes, including Robyn mumbled in agreement, suffering from a similar.. ailment, except Henry, who was grinning ear to ear. 

“Hey, if we behead her, can I keep the head as a souvenir? Pleeeease? I wanna hex it so it still squawks even without a body!”

”…”

A long, uncomfortable silence followed as the others just stared at Henry, and Alfonse quickly jumped to his feet, clapping his hands together. 

“L-let’s build camp!” he blurted out, and everyone was more than happy to comply. 

“Gods.. why?!” Caledori sobbed as she huddled beside Robyn. “It’s just too awful!” 

“Truly a tragedy..” Laslow agreed somberly, drying a single, manly tear. 

“I don’t even have anything witty to say..” Niles mumbled, a tremor in his voice. “This.. this has never happened before! W-what is wrong with me?!”

”T-this world is too cruel!” Ricken sniffled.

”What are you guys crying about?”

The group jumped and turned to see Takumi standing behind them, face creased in a frown. Robyn felt a small flush creep up her neck when she saw his eyes were exclusively on her, full of worry. 

“I-it’s this l-love story!” Ricken wailed, pointing at the open book sitting in Robyn’s lap. “It’s too sad!”

”…”

Takumi stared at them, dumbfounded for a moment before finally spluttering out

“Wait.. you’re all worked up.. because of a book?!”

”You wouldn’t understand unless you’ve read it..” Laslow sighed as Takumi raised an eyebrow. “It’s a tale of two lovers-“

”Who fell in love during a dangerous war, but since they were from different clans, they weren’t allowed to be together!” Ricken interrupted, the words tumbling out in a rush. “But he decided he wanted to be with her anyways because he loved her more than life itself! But right when he decided to leave his clan for her, she mmft-!” 

Ricken broke off with a muffled yelp of protest as Niles suddenly gagged him with a rag. 

“No spoilers!” Niles and Caledori hissed simultaneously. 

“Shame on you, almost spoiling the fine tale.” Laslow huffed. “He doesn’t need to know the ending where the lass d-“

”Wanna be next?” Niles threatened with a seductive smirk, brandishing another rag. 

“N-no thank you!” Laslow stammered, flushing profusely. 

“Ugh.. I’ll.. I’ll read it..” Takumi muttered, a faint blush on his cheeks. “But not because I like romance or anything! I just want to see what’s so great about the book, that’s all!” 

“Don’t say we didn’t warn you..” Niles snickered as Laslow handed over the book. 

Takumi just huffed as he snatched it and marched over to sit by the fire and read. 

The fire crackled gently as the Order of Heroes huddled around it, sipping the hot bear stew Jakob and Flora, (Felicia was banned from the kitchen), had made. Robyn giggled softly at the memory of the other heroes gaping in disbelief when Takumi had brought home the bear he’d caught, rosy cheeked with a proud smile on his lips. The prince was currently sitting by the fire with the book on his lap, his eyes narrowed in concentration. 

“Wow, he’s getting really into it!” Caledori whispered.

Next to Robyn, Ricken was absorbed in writing, his quill flashing swiftly across the paper. 

“No.. that just sounds lame..” he mumbled, pausing with a frustrated look.

”Whatcha writing, a love letter?” Niles asked mischievously, siddling up to the mage, causing him to jump. 

“N-no.. it’s a letter to my parents! I’m just trying to figure out what to tell them about the war!” Ricken protested hotly. 

“Hm..”

Niles leaned against the snowy tree to think, then snapped his fingers. 

“Got it!”

”Oh no..” Laslow groaned. 

“Dear beloved parents, today some crazy lady tried to burn down an entire village of woman and children because daddy told her to. So we put our heads together and collectively decided seducing them to make them super uncomfy was a good idea, and then we proceeded to beat them to a bloody pulp-“

”I am not sending a letter that vulgar to my P-A-R-E-N-T-S!” Ricken exclaimed, putting heavy emphasis on the parents part, which earned him yet another snicker from the white-haired thief.

”What, I’m only helping by telling the totally honest truth!”

”No, you are not!” Ricken snapped. “The only thing you’re doing, is traumatizing them like you do with everyone else!”

Snatching up the quill and paper, he marched off towards her tent. 

“I’m finishing this letter BY MYSELF!” he declared, and Niles just shrugged and sauntered off. 

“And then there were three.” Laslow sighed. 

“Look!” Caledori hissed. “Takumi’s almost finished with the book!”

Robyn’s eyes stole to the Hoshidan prince, whose reddish hazel eyes were still narrowed in concentration, the breeze playing with his long, silver hair. His shoulders were tense, as if reading a high tension scene. 

“Poor Takumi..” Robyn mumbled. “I don’t think he’d going to like the ending..”

Laslow grimaced.

”Incoming chaos in three.. two.. one..”

”Wait.. she dies?!” Takumi exclaimed, staring wide eyed at the book. 

His eyes scanned furiously over the remaining pages, the disbelief in his face rapidly increasing, as was the volume of his voice. 

“It.. it can’t end like this! Not only does she die, but she doesn’t even get an afterlife?! She just doesn’t exist anymore and he’s forced to live without her forever?! T-this is..”

He closed his eyes tightly as he shed a couple of tears. 

“Are you crying?” Niles snickered, causing the Hoshidan’s face to turn scarlet. 

“I-I’m not crying!” he stammered, slapping the tears away. “T-there’s just something in my eyes, t-that’s all!”

”…”

Robyn went and drew Takumi into her arms, rubbing his back to console him as Niles continued to snicker, and Ricken’s shout sounded from his tent. 

“I TRIED TO WARN YOU!”

”NO WARNING COULD SAVE ANYONE FROM THAT ABOMINATION!” Laslow shouted back as Takumi’s shoulders shook. 

“And the scene where she’s drowning and envisioning the future she would have had with him if she’d lived..” Takumi hissed through gritted teeth. 

“So tragic..” Caledori sighed, drying her eyes as Takumi glared daggers at the offending book. 

“We need to get rid of this thing.” Laslow mused. 

“BURN IT!” Ricken called from his tent. 

“D-don’t burn it!” Caledori gasped, clutching it protectively against her chest. 

“Guys, guys, guys.. come on now. The solution to this is so easy..” Niles huffed, sauntering over and plucking the book from Caledori’s hands, causing her to shoot him a look of pure murder. 

“Niles, if you burn that book so help me-“

”Relaaaaaaax.. No one’s gonna huwt the little bookie wookie. Don’t wurry.. I’ve got this.”

The group watched in confusion as Niles strolled over to Sharena and dropped the book into her lap.

”From Caledori.” he purred, and everyone gaped. 

“Oh he is evil..” Laslow exclaimed, Caledori nodding furiously in agreement. 

“W-well we can’t take it back now..” Takumi mumbled, his face stoney as Sharena happily opened the book. “I don’t know much about gifts, but it’s rude to take one back..” 

“Guess I’ll just have to take one for the team. I shall invite her to tea after she finishes it- ow!”

Laslow broke off with a yelp as Caledori punched his arm. 

“Shame on you! Flirting with a girl in her most vulnerable moment!” she hissed. 

“Well.. it was worth a shot..” Laslow sighed.

”..Robyn.” 

The familiar voice made Robyn’s eyes fly open with a jolt. 

“..Gunnthrà?”

Once again, the princess was a blur, only a faint outline and her long pink hair were visible, and as usual, Robyn was unable to move as she tried to catch a glimpse of the princess’s face, which was still cast in shadow. 

“You did very well defeating Múspell’s generals.” she murmured, a note of pride in her voice. “Oh how I look forward to the day we can finally meet.” she added, a touch of wistfulness creeping into her voice before she gave her head a small shake and sighed. 

“Ah.. but that’s not why I came to see you tonight. Listen carefully.. If you go west to a sanctuary named Snjàrhof, we can finally meet and complete the Rite of Frost. It is the only way you will be able to defeat Surtr. My mother was the last to use it.. but sadly she perished. Two artifacts are needed: one will be a stone I possess called Snjàrsteinn and the other will be your Breidablik. Do be careful dear Robyn.. I will see you soon.”

”So my sister’s in Snàrnof..” Fjorm mused, a sparkle in her eyes when Robyn informed her of her dream. “It’ll take about two weeks to get there.”

”We’ll set off right away then.” Alfonse decided. 

“So much for my nice room in the castle..” Ricken sighed, and they departed. 

They didn’t get very far however, before Niles reported back to them. 

“Looks like the little girl is following us again.” he growled playfully. “I guess I wasn’t enough fun for her the first time, so now she’s back for seconds~”

”This is bad..” Commander Anna muttered. “If Laegjarn finds Gunnthrà, it’ll spell disaster for everyone.”

”Should we take her out?” Takumi suggested. “Or we could do something to throw her off the trail..”

”As awful as she is, it’s likely Surtr is making or manipulating her into doing his bidding. I’d like to avoid killing her if that’s possible..” Fjorm replied. “But I also don’t think I can risk leading her to Gunnthrà..”

”You know.. Laegjarn is probably onto us already. She may suspect we’re after something.”

Everyone turned to look as Robyn spoke up, the gears in her head already turning. 

“Since she’s already following us.. why not let her? We can lure her into a dead end and then capture her!”

”That’s brilliant!” Fjorm exclaimed. “And I know just the place!”

As the Nifl princess led the way, Robyn briefed everyone on the plan. 

“We’ll need someone to act as the bait to draw her in. Preferably someone she absolutely detests.”

”Gee.. whoever could that be?” Takumi replied sarcastically as all eyes turned to Niles as the white-haired girl thief grinned maliciously. 

“Oh gladly.” he snarled. 

The Múspell general didn’t keep them waiting long as Niles stepped out to meet her. 

“Why hello there.” he greeted in a mocking tone. “How nice of you to join us.”

”You!”

The general’s eyes narrowed in cold fury, which only resulted in further taunting. 

“Aw, miss me? You must have if you’re back so soon. Ready for round two?”

”I won’t fall victim to your foolish words again!” Laegjarn retorted, drawing her weapon. “You’ll be eating those words by the time I’m done with you!”

”Oh I won’t be the one eating something..” Niles murmured deviously, and before either could move, Takumi’s arrow shot from the shadows, striking the snow above them with deadly precision. 

Niles chuckled as the snow tumbled down, shouts of surprise from the enemy soldiers filling the air as they frantically scrambled out of the way, some unable to dodge the avalanche as they were buried under it. 

“Hope ya like snow.. Hopefully none of it is yellow..” 

The Askrian soldiers poured from the shadows, the fight seeming to take mere seconds as the enemy was driven back and Laegjarn captured, Fjorm warning the other soldiers that if they left now, they would be spared. With the Múspell general now reluctantly in tow, the group set out again towards Snjàrhof. 

The passing weeks were relatively uneventful, other than occasional battles against mages like Oliver, who was absolutely obsessed with beauty. Takumi was more than happy to pelt him with arrows and sent him wailing about his “beautiful” face and clothes into the trees. 

Finally, Snjàrhof was well within their sights, and Commander Anna heaved a sigh of relief as they neared. 

“Finally!” she puffed. “After this we can head back to Askr for a nice, long soak in the hot springs before going and defeating Surtr!” 

Takumu peered ahead, his sharp hazel eyes narrowing. 

“I wouldn’t be so sure.. Look who’s waiting for us.”

The massive figure standing in the middle of the sanctuary was none other than the king of Múspell himself, flashing the Order of Heroes with a toothy smile as they approached. 

“And the lambs are here, just in time for the main event.” he rumbled, yanking a familiar figure forward. 

Fjorm gasped as the injured girl lurched forward, almost falling to her knees. 

“G-Gunnthrà!”

”Sister..” she whispered, her pitiful blue gaze tearing up as the king laughed viciously. 

“Did you really think you could outsmart me?!” he spat mockingly as he dragged the trembling princess to her feet. “Surely you should know by now what happens when you try to defy me. Since you seemed to have forgotten, allow me to remind you!”

With a single, swift motion, Gunnthrà burst into flames, sinking to the ground with a wail. 

“SISTER!” Fjorm screamed, tears streaming down her face. 

As Fjorm’s heartbreaking cries of anguish pierced her ears, Robyn’s began to buzz as the numb sensation began to fill her body, and everything suddenly became hazy, as if she was looking at the scene from far away. As she took an unsteady step back, she was dimly aware of Alfonse rallying the heroes to attack. A strong pair of hands gripped her shoulders, shaking her gently, an achingly familiar voice asking her if she was alright. If she could hear him.

Takumi..

Robyn stared blankly at the ground, shutting her eyes tightly as images of Leafa, her forest green eyes staring sightlessly at the sky teetered at the edge of her vision, threatening to consume her. 

“..Come with me.”

Takumi’s voice was firm, yet gentle as her eyes snapped open, letting him guide her a few feet away from the heat of the battle into the safety of the trees where she could shelter for a bit. 

“Wait here. I’ll come back for you.” he promised, hurrying to join the battle. 

Robyn huddled in the shelter of the trees, unable to stop the violent tremors that shook her body. Minutes passed, the torturous quaking and buzzing in her ears unrelenting.

”..!”

Her Breidablik suddenly began to glow with a warm light, causing her eyes to snap up, locking with a familiar pair of blue eyes as the last fragments of an incantation left her lips. Gunnthrà smiled sadly at Robyn, her gaze full of regret as she silently mouthed

I’m sorry..

The light in her gaze died as she slumped lifelessly into the snow. Robyn felt sick. 

No no no..!

It was happening all over again. The blood dripping down her arms, and Leafa’s tear filled face, the faint whisper of a voice, begging her to save her kingdom. To live. The commotion around them sounded as if they were underwater as Commander Anna called for the Order of Heroes to retreat. 

“Take her with you. She’s in no condition to run.”

Even the warmth of Takumi’s arm around her shoulders felt distant as he helped her into Caledori’s mount, the ride back to Askr passing by in a blur. Unresponsive to Caledori’s pleas to answer her, asking if she was alright. As far as Robyn was concerned, there was only numbness. Nothing else mattered right now.

As soon as they were safely back in Askr, Takumi scanned the castle grounds for Robyn, moving quickly toward her as he spotted her near the castle entrance. The other heroes milled around her, trying to get her to talk to no avail as he approached. She hadn’t said a word to him either, and he didn’t think he’d have much luck getting anything out of her with the other heroes around as he shooed them away. 

“Leave her be. You’re overwhelming her.” he scolded. 

They finally left, the Summoner silent as he put a hand on her arm. 

“Robyn.. talk to me.” he pleaded softly.

At first, he thought she was going to ignore him. Then, her lips moved, whispering so faintly that Takumi had to lean in closer to hear her. 

“Why.. why did I think that I could save anyone.. I’m just as powerless as I was the day when Leafa died..”

”What..?”

The sob in her voice shook the prince to his very core, and Takumi felt something in his heart snap. Tears dripped down the Summoner’s chin as she choked out 

“I-I’m sorry..”

Ripping her arm from his grasp, her footsteps retreated rapidly as she plunged deep into the garden, leaving Takumi’s hand suspended as he reached out for her desperately, the words of comfort he’d wanted so badly to tell her dying on his lips as she vanished. 

“Damn it!” he hissed through gritted teeth, slamming his hand into the tree in frustration, a few leaves fluttering down beside him from the sheer force of the blow. 

Why couldn’t Sakura be here? She always knew what to do or say to comfort others despite her shyness. Meanwhile, he felt cold and aloof in comparison, always freezing up when it mattered most, unable to say how he really felt, or find the right words. His mind darted back to that night where the Summoner had held him, her words and song chasing away the anguish that had plagued him that night. Takumi straightened up, muttering out loud.

”..Guess it’s my turn to step up. It’s not fair if I make you carry my burdens while you cry alone.”

Maybe he didn’t have Sakura’s natural talent of taking care of others. But he’d give her what he could, and hoped it was enough. With a determined shake of his head, Takumi hurried into the garden after her. 

Note from le Authoress:

Ah.. what an emotional roller coaster! In case you don’t read the Warrior Cats series (if you haven’t.. don’t. Just trust me)the story they were discussing in  the book scene was me calling out the tragic abomination that’s known as A Light in the Mist. So yeah, here’s the rightful outrage that story deserved. In the form of the wrath of a prickly pineapple prince.  But enough ranting: time to get to the point of this letter; in later chapters we’re going to be playing a Heroes Version of the 10 yen coin game! How the game works is.. you the reader get to pick the yes and no questions! If the hero’s response is yes, they’ll place a coin on heads. If no they place it on tails! Lying is banned and the coins are hidden under a cloth so we won’t know who said yes or who said no to keep it extra mysterious. (I’ll list the number of yeses and number of nos tho ;3)  So ask them whatever you want, within reason and you may find your question featured in the story later on! So comment your questions down below, don’t be shy. There’s no limit to how many you can ask. Stay tuned for next chapter….

~Robyn 

[m1ster1e]

I've been getting my bf into Fire Emblem: Fates and like I might probably wanna write for it.

I'm thinking 1st gen x reader or corrin and then 2nd gen x reader (sorry lmao I cannot get behind dating the 2nd gen ppl as corrin).

But also since I've been getting back into FE I've also been thinking Awakening, Echos, 3 Houses, and Engage (basically any FE game past 2012). But since FE Fates is my favorite I'd probably do that first. I've played all 3 branches of it like countless times too so I think that's my strong suit.

Anyway. Leo x reader anyone?

[frickingnerd]

yandere lucina

pairing: lucina x gn!reader

tags: traumatized!lucina, well-meaning yandere doing awful things, established romantic relationship, murdering rivals

lucina comes from a cruel future where she lost everyone she ever loved – including you!

all that hurt and trauma made her overprotective of the people she loves and slowly turned her into a yandere…

lucina only wants to protect you! but she views certain things as threats that aren't threats to begin with

at first, she starts off constantly around you, to keep an eye on you. there are moment when you're alone, but most of the time, lucina is by your side

eventually, she'll start to isolate you from your friends! they just don't have the right intentions! they might steal you away from her and she can't have that

in case you rebel against her isolation, lucina will result to eliminating your friends one by one, until you either give in or there's nobody left…

and then lastly, during her final stage of madness, she locks you away! if you're safe and chained to your room, then nothing can happen to you, right?

even if you cry and scream at her, lucina is convinced you'll eventually come to your sense. you've loved her before, so you'll learn to forgive her and love her again…

[glowingbadger]

Congrats on 2k! I first came here from the original alphabet prompts, so it is fun to see them return. How about DLW for Virion? Thanks :)

Wow it's wild to me that there are people who have cared at all about my horny rambling on here that long lmao ty!!

Alphabet prompts - Virion (FE Awakening)

D (dirty secret), L (location), W (wild card)

NSFW 18+

Dirty secret: Virion secretly adores being made to "win you over," and dearly loves the thrill of romantic conquest. It's so classically romantic- he wants to woo you, and how much more fulfilling the payoff when his love is not so easily wooed. Even once he has you in his bed, if you try to hold out on him, fighting to hold back your moans or keep yourself from cumming, it makes him all the more determined to win your pleasure. It's so much more satisfying to earn your desperate, panting gasps of ecstasy when you're trying to maintain composure.

Location: While he always prefers the privacy of a proper extravagant bedroom for long, luxurious love-making sessions, Virion is not so close-minded that he can't appreciate a quick, salacious encounter somewhere more risky. In particular, he likes to secret you away in the middle of some event or celebration or ball, his body and his breath hot against you just around a corner or behind a single door from where wealthy dignitaries of all sorts are daintily sipping their drinks and engaging in polite small talk. The thrill of needing one another so dearly that neither of you can wait to be alone is one that gets deep under his skin for certain.

Wild card: One may not expect it, given what good care Virion takes with his appearance, but he actually quite enjoys seeing your marks all over his body. Ruddy bruises along his neck and chest, nail lines across his back or down his arms- he loves to see all of the ways you've expressed the pleasure he's given you once you both are satisfied. It's really a matter of pride for him; these marks are the sign of a job well done, after all, and he couldn't be happier to know that he makes you feel so exquisite that you couldn't help dragging your nails across his body.

[sourcherryandsprinkles]

Can you do aemond x reader x cregan ?? Reader has a thing with aemond b4 the dance, but after aegon is crowned, she goes with jace to the winterfell and ends up with cregan ?? 🖤♥️

Request: Cregan smut pleaaaaase

A longer fic for Cregan is in the work (Jacaerys twin!Reader), but these take more time to write...so be patient

Warnings: 18+, smut, implied cheating (sort of), oral (f receiving) 

my taglists are here + you can send requests here at any time

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Cregan Stark wasn't immune to your charms. It didn’t take him long to fall under the spell of the Queen’s daughter, captivated by your breathtaking beauty and fierce determination. 

Since the day you and Jacaerys landed in Winterfell, you and the northern Lord had many occasions of getting physically closer, but Cregan refused to engage in anything with someone who was already promised to another. He didn’t want that kind of trouble. 

Yet, he found himself drawn to your presence, unable to deny the stirring of emotions you awakened within him whenever you were around. He felt drawn to you in a way he had never experienced before.

But control was more difficult when he had a few cups of wine at supper. 

Cregan stopped at the junction of the guest wing and his private quarters, the flickering torch lights casting shadows on the stone walls of Winterfell. ‘’I should not accompany you to your chamber tonight, Princess,’’ he said, his voice thick with restraint as you walked through the corridors.

‘’Why not?’’ you asked, raising an eyebrow as you stepped closer to him. ‘’You agreed on a cup of wine.’’

‘’I did. But I'm afraid I will not be able to resist to temptations if I am alone with you,’’ Cregan admitted, his gaze locking onto yours with a mix of desire and hesitation. ‘’And I cannot give in to such desires.’’ 

You chuckled softly, leaning against the cold stone wall and looking up at him with a mischievous glint in your eye. ‘’And what’s so wrong with a little temptation?’’ You paused for a moment, your gaze wandering over his tall frame, taking in his rugged features and muscular build. You bit your lower lip gently before continuing. ‘’Is the Lord of the North not allowed to indulge in pleasure?’’ 

Cregan's breath hitched as he struggled to keep his composure. ‘’I am allowed to indulge in pleasure, Princess. But you are already promised to another man,’’ he said, the long silver hair and black eyepatch of Aemond Targaryen flashing through his mind. ‘’Giving in to my desires would make my people question my honor toward others.’’

Your feelings for Aemond had once been true and pure, which led to your betrothal. It was also a good way to unite the families. A date had been set for your wedding and ravens had been sent through the realms announcing the big day, but your grandsire died and Aemond became a traitor to the crown. It didn’t surprise you that he stood by his brother’s side. Aemond had always been loyal to his family, it was part of who he was. What surprised you was the raven the Greens sent to Dragonstone to summon you to King’s Landing and bend the knee to their new King. 

Saying goodbye to the person you once loved was difficult, but you could not see yourself at the side of someone who supported the man who stole your mother’s throne. 

‘’Aemond Targaryen supports the usurper. Our betrothal is no more. I belong to no man,’’ you declared. 

Cregan leaned closer to you, his body only a few inches apart from yours. His eyes roamed over your features, lingering on your lips before returning to meet your gaze. ‘’Does he know?’’ he whispered, his breath warm against your skin.

You slid your hand up the thick leather of his chest, feeling the warmth of him beneath your touch. ‘’Who I bed is no longer his concern.’’

Cregan held his breath as you touched him, holding back from pressing himself to you against the wall and crashing his lips on yours. ‘’Gods, Princess, you drive me mad with your words,’’ he confessed, his voice a low growl.

You pushed your teasing further, feeling his self-control about to snap. ‘’Are you afraid of taking a princess to bed, Lord Stark?’’ 

The control he had tried to maintain snapped. Your words and touch awakened something within him, igniting a fire that he could no longer keep at bay. A soft gasp left your lips as Cregan closed the distance between you, pressing you against the wall and kissing you. His strong hands found their way to your hips, gripping you tightly, and in one swift motion, he lifted you off the ground, pressing you firmly against the cold stone wall. Your legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer as the kiss deepened, both of you lost in the heat of the moment, forgetting you were in a corridor where anyone could walk by.

You moaned into his mouth as you felt his body pressed against yours and tangled one of your hands into his dark hair, your slender fingers running through it as you held onto his broad shoulder with the other. Cregan’s grip on your thigh was iron strong and possessive. 

He wanted you. 

He pushed his body even closer to yours, his lips leaving your mouth and trailing down your jawline, to your neck, where he began to nibble and kiss the sensitive skin there. You wanted to tear his clothes — and tear your clothes — and see if wolves treated their women better than dragons.

‘’I think we should take this to your chambers, Lord Stark. How scandalous would it be if anyone were to their Lord with the Dragon Princess?’’

The door echoed as it shut behind you. Without losing any time, Cregan pulled you in another kiss as he began to disrobe. You unbuckled your own cloak, letting it fall off your shoulders, and helped Cregan with the buckles of his leather doublet. Why were there so many? 

Once you were both out of your clothes, he carried you to his bed. Depositing you gently on the soft furs before joining you, pinning you beneath him. The fire in the hearth was keeping your naked body from shivering, and casting a soft glow on your skin. You felt the press of Cregan’s cock against your thigh, hard and warm, and reached for it, air catching in your throat at the size. 

The Northern Lord trailed kisses on your hot skin and moved further down your body until he was lying on his stomach, using his elbows to keep himself upright. He gently parted your legs, his fingers brushing over the inside of your thighs as he took in the beauty of your pretty pussy, his mouth watering for a taste. 

Cregan placed a kiss on your mound, smirking when he heard you gasp softly. His lips moved lower, and his eyes drinking in your every reaction, the soft sounds of pleasure escaping your lips making him even more determined to drive you wild with pleasure. He was going to show you how men kiss their women in the North. 

Soon, you were mess on the furs as he tongue licked and teased your pussy. Your legs were folded to expose you more, and Cregan kept a tight grip on your trembling thighs. Your back arched from the bed, accompanied by a loud whine as you reached down to grab his hair and guide his face closer to you. 

‘’Kessa! Lua doing bona!’’ (Yes! Keep doing that!) 

The High Valyrian words had spilled from your tongue without realizing. Although Cregan didn’t understand a single word, he assumed he was doing a good job and continued working skillfully with his mouth to bring you to the edge of madness.

He swiped his tongue over your swollen clit, relishing in the sounds he was drawing from you. He loved hearing the moans and gasps that escaped your lips, knowing that he was the one causing them. 

You rocked your hips into him, practically riding his face, and Cregan moaned, his cock twitching — and leaking — between his stomach and the furs. ‘’Needy, are we, Princess?’’ he teased, his voice low as he looked up at you through half-lidded eyes. 

Pulling on his hair again, you forced his mouth back on you. ‘’No more talking.’’

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