#loh johan

[faustiantales]

𝖆 𝖕𝖑𝖊𝖆𝖘𝖆𝖓𝖙 𝖘𝖚𝖗𝖕𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖊

Dark Descent: Johan Talede X fem/afab!Reader

Twisted Truths: incest, fellatio, vaginal penetration, slight female-led relationship/femdom, creampie

Synopsis: As Johan's younger sister, she is responsible for preparing a special surprise for her older brother on his birthday. Although the blonde knight received a lot of gifts and affection from the Monarch and his fellow knights, she knew what he wanted to have deep inside.

Shadows Lengthen: 3.1K words

        "It's about time big brother returns from the citadel..." a certain girl murmured, glancing at her stopwatch.

        [Y/n] made a final adjustment to her outfit and checked the set-up of her surprise. Once she deemed that everything was perfect, she nodded to herself, proud of her work. A smile erupted on her lips and she turned off the lights in the house. She carefully tiptoed around the house and made her way to the couch, positioning herself properly.

        It didn't take long for the doorknob to rattle and the door to creak open. [Y/n] held her breath, her heart thumping like a drum in her chest. The hallway was cast in shadows, the moon's soft glow peeking through the thin curtain, painting spots across the floor. She heard the familiar thud of her brother's boots and the rustle of him removing it. The anticipation grew with every step he took, and she waited.

        "[Y/n]? Are you home?" Johan's voice echoed through the darkness, a hint of exhaustion in his tone.

        She remained silent, her heart racing even faster. The thud of his footsteps grew closer until he stepped into the living room, the moonlight casting his silhouette against the wall. Her heart felt like it was going to burst out of her chest. She had planned this moment meticulously. It was her way of saying 'welcome home' after his long day at the citadel. The room was filled with the sweet scent of her homemade apple pie and the warm glow of candles she had strategically placed around the room. Each one was a symbol of her love and longing for the brother she adored.

        As soon as the blonde knight entered the living room, his eyes widened at the sight before him — there, situated on the couch amidst the candlelit room was his beloved younger sister. The girl was wearing nothing else but a thin, see-through nightgown. She was positioned seductively on the couch — her legs slightly apart with her womanhood peeking through the short nightgown, her chest heaving with excitement, nipples perked up and visible against the fabric.

        The flickering candlelight danced across her skin, making her look like a heavenly creature. Johan froze in his tracks, redness spreading across his fair cheeks. The room was silent except for the crackling of the candles and his ragged breaths. The sight of his sister in such a state was unexpected, yet his body's response was undeniable. He felt his blood rushing to his groin, his cock thickening with desire. He swallowed hard, trying to form words, but his mouth was dry.

        "Welcome home, big brother~" the girl cooed, dropping from the couch to crawl seductively towards him on the floor.

        Johan's throat constricted, his eyes unable to leave the tantalizing view of her supple body moving with such an alluring grace. The thin fabric of her nightgown clung to her curves, revealing more of her soft skin with every motion. She stopped right in front of him, her eyes gleaming with mischief and a hint of desperation. The man's gray orbs stared down at her [e/c] ones, observing her every movement as she remained 

        "Happy birthday, Big Brother Johan!" she exclaimed, throwing her arms around his waist, and pressing her naked body against his. The fabric of her nightgown was so thin that it barely provided any barrier between them. Furthermore, her face was pressed against his growing erection, the warmth of her breathing making him drive mad.

        "Is this your surprise for me this year?" regaining his composure, Johan's voice was hoarse, his eyes dark with a mix of shock and arousal. He strained a chuckle, excitement, and incredulity warring within him.

         [Y/n] looked up at him, her eyes shimmering with excitement. Despite his initial surprise, the girl immediately noticed the affection and lust within his pools. "Do you like it?"

        "How could I not?" Johan replied, his voice thick with emotion. "You've always had a knack for surprising me, but this..."

        He trailed off, his hands hovering over her bare shoulders, unsure of what to do next. The atmosphere grew even more tense as his body responded to her closeness, his cock straining against his pants.

        [Y/n] giggled, a sweet sound that seemed to resonate through the room. She reached up and began to unbuckle Johan's belt, her eyes never leaving his. He watched in amazement as she unbuttoned his pants, revealing the impressive erection she had inspired. She took him in her hand, stroking him gently, feeling the warmth and power of his desire.

        "I'm sure Highness and the rest of the Avillon knights already threw a grand party for you at the citadel," she started, her voice low and sultry. "But I wanted to give you something... a little more personal."

        Johan's cock pulsed in her grasp, the heat of it palpable, and he felt his resolve wavering. This was his sister, his baby sister, yet here she was, offering herself to him in a way that no one else ever had.

        "Ah~ [Y/n]..." he moaned, gently caressing her locks while he threw his head back, eyes fluttering close.

        "You're already providing for both of us right from the start. And that didn't stop even when you've become one of Highness' knights. This year, I want to give you something special," the girl whispered, her voice barely audible above the crackling of the candles. Her hand tightened around Johan's cock, stroking him with an innocent yet skilled touch that sent shockwaves of pleasure through his body. "Let me take care of you this time, big brother. Even when we're making love, you're always the one protecting and providing."

        "But—Ah~ You don't have to—Ngh! It's only natural for me to do everything for you..." he reasoned through the mewls of pleasure. "I'm your big brother, after all."

        [Y/n]'s lips puckered in a pout as she looked up at Johan, her eyes shimmering with determination. "But I'm not a little girl anymore. Besides, I know you're fairly exhausted from the party today. Let me do this for you, please?"

        Her soft voice was like a siren's call, and Johan found himself nodding despite his initial reservations. "Alright. But you have to let me know when it's too much, alright? I don't mind if I take over for you."

        [Y/n]'s heart raced upon hearing her brother's words. Johan is indeed a kind and caring older brother, and she was lucky to have him. Despite their harsh childhood as orphans, despite the blonde's ruthless and distrustful nature when they were younger, the things that remained constant were his protectiveness and love for her.

        And now, she was going to show him that she's not just the one to be protected, but also the one who can give him comfort and pleasure. With a smile that could melt the coldest of hearts, she leaned in and kissed Johan's cheek.

        "Thank you," she murmured before sinking down to her knees. Her grip tightened around his cock, and she began to stroke him in earnest. Her movements were slow and deliberate, a silent declaration of her intentions. Johan's eyes rolled back, and he leaned against the wall for support, his breathing becoming more ragged.

        The room was bathed in the warm light of the candles, casting a gentle glow on their intimate moment. The crackling of the fireplace filled the air, mingling with the sound of their breaths and the occasional whimpers that escaped Johan's lips. [Y/n] felt a sense of power and excitement that she had never felt before, the realization that she could bring her brother such pleasure was exhilarating.

        Her hand slid down to cup his balls, her thumb teasing the sensitive skin beneath. Johan gasped, his knees buckling slightly. She could feel the tension in his body, the desire building up like a storm within him. His eyes were still closed, his jaw clenched as he tried to hold back the moans that threatened to spill out.

        [Y/n] leaned in closer, her hot breath ghosting over his cock. She licked the tip, tasting the salty precum that had gathered there. Johan's whole body shuddered, and he gripped the back of her head, his hands trembling. She took it as an invitation and wrapped her lips around him, sucking gently. His grip tightened, his hips jerking forward involuntarily.

        The feeling of her mouth on him was heavenly. Johan had never felt anything like this before. The sensation was overwhelming, a mix of pleasure and guilt. But the guilt was quickly being drowned out by the pleasure. He looked down at her, his vision blurred by lust. Her eyes were closed, her cheeks hollowed out as she took him deeper into her mouth.

        "So beautiful..." Johan murmured, his voice strained with desire. He watched as [Y/n] took him deeper, her cheeks hollowing with each bob of her head. The sight of her doing this for him was too much to handle. He couldn't believe this was happening, but the feeling was too intense to ignore.

        [Y/n] felt his grip tighten in her hair as she increased her pace, her tongue swirling around his shaft. She was careful not to go too fast, remembering her brother's gentle nature. She didn't want to overwhelm him, but she wanted him to feel good, to know how much she appreciated him. The sound of his breathing grew louder, his moans grew deeper.

        Her own arousal grew as she heard his pleasure, her pussy growing wetter with every stroke of her hand. She released his cock with a pop, looking up at him with a mischievous smile. "Do you like it, big brother?"

        "Ah, [Y/n]... You're too much," Johan groaned, his eyes half-lidded with desire. "But I can't let you do this alone."

        With surprising agility, Johan scooped his sister up into his arms and carried her back to the couch. He laid her down gently, his hands exploring her curves through the delicate fabric of her nightgown. His kisses grew more urgent, claiming her mouth as his own. She moaned into his mouth, arching her back to press her breasts against his chest.

        "I never expected you to pull this kind of trick," he whispered against her skin, trailing sloppy kisses down her neck and cleavage. "Especially on my birthday."

        The [h/c]ette giggled, enjoying the warmth on his lips on her body. "Well, during the last few years, you were always the one taking the initiative. I thought that this time, we could have sex without you moving a muscle. I guess I'm wrong, though."

        "Do you really want to take the rein this time?" he stared at her, pausing his kisses. His eyes searched hers, seeking confirmation, his voice thick with desire.

        [Y/n] nodded, her cheeks flushing. "More than anything."

        "Alright," he smiled.

        Assoon as he lowered his guard, the younger Talede took this chance to push her older brother down. The blonde let out a surprised 'oof' when his back landed on the plush cushion of the couch. Amidst the brief vertigo, [Y/n] caged Johan beneath her. Her legs straddled his waist, and she leaned in, pressing her breasts against his chest. The warmth and softness of her flesh made Johan's cock throb painfully, and he swallowed hard, his eyes locked onto hers, which gleamed with excitement.

        "I wanna take things slow," she purred, slowly undoing his knight uniform. "We have the entire night ahead, right~?"

        Her wet pussy rubbed against her lower abdomen, just above his erect cock. Johan could feel the heat from her core, and it was driving him wild. He nodded, his hands resting on her hips, giving her full control over what was to come.

        [Y/n] slid her nightgown off, revealing her naked body to the candlelight. Her breasts bounced slightly with the movement, and Johan couldn't help but stare. They were a perfect handful, with pink nipples that were already hard from anticipation. She leaned in, her breasts brushing against his chest, and he could feel her hot breath on his skin. She kissed him deeply, her tongue exploring his mouth as her hands began to wander.

        Her fingers danced over his chest, tracing the lines of his muscles. He moaned into the kiss as she teased his nipples, sending bolts of pleasure down to his cock. He felt his body responding, his cock growing even harder against her stomach. The girl giggled, a sound that was both innocent and seductive, and ground her hips against him.

        "We haven't done this position yet," she commented, pulling back from the kiss to stare at her leaking cunt. She raised her hips, watching as the wetness connected to Johan's skin. Then, she glanced behind her, witnessing his cock throb against her ass. "Do you mind if I ride you tonight?"

        "Not at all," he rasped, his voice thick with need and his cheeks flushing a deeper shade of red.

        [Y/n]'s smile grew wider as she positioned herself over Johan's erect cock. She reached down, guiding him to her entrance, and with a slow, deliberate motion, she began to lower herself onto him. Johan's eyes widened as he felt the heat of her envelops him, the tightness of her pussy making him gasp. He had never felt anything so incredible, so overwhelming.

        Her movements were tentative at first, her walls stretching to accommodate his size. Johan's hands tightened on her hips, encouraging her to take her time. He didn't want to rush this, not when it was her first time truly being in control. The candlelight cast a warm glow over her body, making her skin glisten with sweat. The sound of their bodies joining filled the room, a sweet symphony of pleasure.

        With a final push, she took him fully inside, her pussy enveloping his cock in a warm, wet embrace. Johan couldn't help but let out a guttural groan, his eyes squeezed shut as he felt himself hit the deepest part of her. [Y/n] paused for a moment, savoring the feeling of fullness, before she began to rock her hips, setting a rhythm that had them both moaning in unison.

        The room was filled with the sounds of their lovemaking — the slap of skin on skin, the wet sounds of her pussy taking him in and out, and their mingled gasps and moans. Johan's hands roamed over her body, exploring every inch of her soft, supple flesh. He cupped her breasts, playing with her nipples, and she leaned back, arching her back to give him better access.

        Her movements grew more confident with each passing moment, her hips moving in a sinuous dance that had Johan's eyes rolling back in his head. He could feel his orgasm building, his balls tightening with every stroke.

        "Ngh, [Y/n]..." he groaned, his voice strained. "You're so tight... so perfect..."

        The girl's cheeks grew redder with each compliment, her own pleasure spiking at the sound of his voice. She leaned forward, her hands on his chest for balance, and began to ride him in earnest. The sight of her naked body moving above him, her breasts bouncing with every thrust, was almost too much to bear. Johan felt his control slipping, the tension in his body coiling tighter with every passing second.

        Her pussy clenched around him, the sensation sending waves of pleasure through his body. He could feel her getting closer, her movements growing more erratic as she chased her own release. He wanted to hold out, to let her come first, but the feel of her wet heat was too much to resist. He bucked his hips up to meet hers, his strokes growing deeper, harder.

        Their bodies moved in perfect sync, their breaths mingling in the candlelit air. Johan watched as [Y/n]'s eyes fluttered closed, her mouth forming a perfect 'O' of pleasure. Her cheeks were flushed, and her skin glistened with a sheen of sweat. She was so beautiful, so passionate, and she was all his. The thought sent a bolt of desire straight to his cock, making him throb even more inside her.

        Their pace grew frenzied, their moans echoing through the quiet house. Johan's hands gripped her hips tightly, guiding her movements as he thrust up to meet her. The friction between them was exquisite, each stroke sending jolts of pleasure through their bodies. [Y/n]'s breasts bounced with every movement, her nipples hard and sensitive against his chest. The sensation was driving him wild, pushing him closer and closer to the edge.

        "Ngh! I'm close, [Y/n]," the man panted, his eyes never leaving hers. She could see the struggle in his gaze, the effort it took for him to hold back his climax. She felt a thrill of power, knowing that she could do this to him, that she could make him feel so good.

        "Me too," she gasped, her voice trembling with the effort of keeping her own pleasure in check. She leaned down, her breasts brushing against his chest, and whispered in his ear, "Cum for me, big brother. I want to feel you inside me."

        The words were like a spark in dry kindling. Johan couldn't hold back any longer. With a roar, he bucked his hips up, driving himself deep inside her. [Y/n] screamed as she felt him fill her, the warmth of his seed spreading through her as she came apart around him. Her pussy clenched down on his cock, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm. Johan groaned, his eyes rolling back in his head as he emptied himself into her, the pleasure so intense it was almost painful.

        They stayed like that for a moment, their bodies entwined, their breaths mingling in the stillness of the room. The candles flickered, casting shadows across their sweat-slicked skin. The scent of their passion filled the air, a heady mix of lust and love. [Y/n] leaned down, her breasts pressing against Johan's chest as she kissed him softly.

        "I love you," she whispered against his lips, her voice filled with emotion. "Happy birthday again, big brother~"

        Johan smiled as he returned the kiss. "I love you too. Thank you for the gift."

📜— Return to the Shadowed Archive

[primoresplendens]

Not Johan LoH taking my first "golden retriever boyfriend" credit only by the virtue of me being Just Not Aware before that the trope was actually called that name 🤣🤣🤣

[kudakii]

long haired boys🥺 (they definitely did this in the gallus quarters at one point. johan puts joshua's hair in space buns.)

[momorgan00]

This two friendship is not what I expect but you know

Wholesome + wholesome makes an amazing result

[f011k16]

241102 / Mikhail and Johan - The Priest regret of his choices

Also happy belated birthday to Mikhail :))

[hobby-min]

[tatachin]

Pathos - an excerpt of the chapter from my Modes of Persuasion fic

Description: Johan centric fic

A dull thud, and hairline cracks spread out under where Johan has him pinned.

"You don't know how much I hate you," Johan hisses. "how dare you hurt them so, you have no idea how much they love us-"

A startled, derisive laugh. "How dare I? Hahaha!" His forearm gripped in a bruising, destructive hold. "I could say the same for you, mongrel." There's a struggle, halfhearted in the way that's only meant to make a point. "You have no idea how much I've suffered with your image imposed on me," They're close enough that his snarl sends spittle flying onto his face. Johan holds firm, still. "not just your pathetic worthless of a god but mine! all I wanted was to serve my god in peace and yet! Talks of belonging to someone else, like all my efforts was worth nothing to him!"

Something snaps his counterpart, and his struggle proves fruitful this time as his rage doubles his strength, sending Johan stumbling back a few steps. As if he was angry that he had accidentally let loose his one vulnerability to his nemesis.

"You will never know what it feels like!" Black hair whips back from the gale caused by summoning Exelion and Johan gets a split second to brace against at a reckless swinging bash. "To forever live in someone's shadow!"

"To be abandoned since birth!" A ringing clash, and they're both at a stalemate again as their swords lock against each other. Johan grits his teeth from the exertion.

"Unwanted," His counterpart spits out with an aggrieved, desperate light in his eyes. "even by the god you devoted your entire self to."

Something resonates with Johan's deepest fears, and his back chills as if someone dug out his old ghosts to haunt him.

Golden eyes sharpen at his brief falter, and with a sweeping blow Johan's sent back a few more steps, with ridicule in those awful eyes for sympathizing, worse, showing hesitation before the enemy.

Anger vibrates the air around them as they're both just one step shy from summoning a barrage of Exelions to run each other through, self mutilation be damned.

"So what if your god preaches free will?" His counterpart utters sulkily, as their swords crashes together once more. "I never wanted anything to do with them at all."

"..."

So what, indeed. And what can he even say to him?

Fury, indignity, condemnation, but most of all, regret. For a life lived in shadows, for a life where he was weighted with undue burdens. Nothing he can say here would help either of them. They could only go around in circles, round and round, only hating and hurting each other as they continue this worthless stalemate.

His dark aligned counterpart tracks his damning hair with a vengeance, a head of spun gold that they love so much. In a moment of clarity, he reads envy, jealousy, and so much want.

A twist of his arm, a wrist flick, and Johan parries the lock away. A quick few steps away, he's retreating like he's been burned, not so much of a let go but a throwing motion. Backing away with shame coloring his visage, he collects his swords in terse silence, all without taking his eyes off his counterpart.

At his silence, "What, nothing else to say anymore?" his counterpart snarks with a hand massaging his neck where cloth chafed skin from their previous scuffle, as if it could hide where the other hand wrapped around the hidden weapon strapped to his thigh.

Johan hates how he knows. Hates how they have the same habits, hates how he sees they have the same reasoning and logical pathways, hates hates hates. He doesn't like how he ended up like this in this lifetime, just as he knows this is how he'd end up in every lifetime had it not been for lord's influence, or anyone's really, if he never had help from the mire he was born in.

tbc

[mathisbetter]

Primeiro dia da Zaira em Avillon

Schneider: o que aquela máquina faz?

Johan: ah, ela pega as mariposas e leva elas pra um outro lugar...

Schneider: e pra onde que elas vão?

Zaira: pro inferno...?

Fram: ZAIRA?!

Zaira: perdão, elas vão pra Lumisade.

NA MINHA CABEÇA ISSO É CANNON KKKKK

[verycharismaticdragon]

knights of Avillon say: vote Lord in @crown-and-sash-tournament!

>> poll link <<

yup my pc is back and this is what i chose to do with that. pose ref under cut

[04291225]

2024 Valentine's Day

[primoresplendens]

JohanLord just gets me at what is probably my favorite possible depiction of the "property of love" trope, with Johan going "You own me" (but NOT the other way around), and Lord's response being "Wtf No. Take it back. Here. Keep it"

[primoresplendens]

Sdfghjkl

Have I shared my hc that Talede is the other house of praetorian knights in Avillon like the Berge, but their lineage was dead and Lord just adopted Johan into their household with L Johan... Maybe the same story with E Johan because well. Their lineage was going to be dead if no one takes up their name xD

& I kindof assumed that F Johan's surname was Talede too. Avillonian Johan = Talede... Although I've convinced myself that it's his adopted name now

So Mari was mentioned several times throughout the story and I kinda just assumed she was like slightly older than Johan because they were friends.

But apparently I was very wrong about her age. Considering that she raised e Johan and all. She must be in her 40 or maybe even older o.O

I also find it interesting that e Johan has the same last name as l Johan. Lord gave him this name so I guess that means that e Johan also got it from Lord. Which is weird because youd assume he gets the last name from the person who raised him so from Mari 🤔

Or maybe Lord just gave l Johan a last name from someone they know because they couldn't think of anything better and Talede is Mari's surname xD

[kudakii]

just a knight carrying another knight, yknow

[f011k16]

231115 / My boy Johan had seen enough

[hobby-min]

[tatachin]

everytime i think about e johan's skill set i go insane because this man Cannot Be Real