[Tellius]
Fire Emblem Kink Meme
Tellius
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It really wasn’t his fault, he wants to argue. Tanith was almost as bare as Oscar found himself-the only difference was the skimpy apron she wore, and even that left very little to the imagination.
Tanith picks up a bowl from a nearby counter, dips a finger in it and licks the chocolate away in a manner that managed to be both delicate and delightfully erotic. Oscar fights the urge to cover himself with his hands again. She smiles at him. “It doesn’t matter,” she says, “so long as both you and I enjoy it. In fact, I am certain we will.” Again she smiles at him, dipping her finger into the warm chocolate and smearing it across Oscar’s lips. “Oh dear,” she says. “You’ve got something on your face. I suppose I should clean it for you, yes?”
Without waiting for his consent she sets the bowl back on the counter and wraps her arms around the back of his neck, forcing him down to her height so she can lick the sticky sweetness from his mouth. Somehow her tongue finds its way inside his mouth, rubbing his own provocatively. He finds himself matching her actions, grinding himself against her even as she presses her body against his. Her nipples poke against his chest through the flimsy material of her apron.
“Enough of this damned thing,” he mutters. Oscar pulls the thin cloth over her head and throws it on the kitchen floor, where it remained unforgotten. He looks down at Tanith, her face flushed and lips pink and slightly swollen. He reaches for the bowl. “You like chocolate, then?” All initial inhibitions gone he drizzles the contents of the bowl over her breasts. “Thankfully, so do I.”
Any response she may have given is replaced by her moans as he brings one breast and then the other to his mouth, alternating between suckling and nibbling at the swollen nipples. Minutes pass, and finally she pushes him away.
Again she takes the bowl and looks down at its contents. “Barely any left,” she remarks, “but we’ll make do.” Tanith kneels in front of him and uses her hand to take the remaining chocolate and smear it over the very thing he had been trying so hard to cover before.
Oscar groans and places a hand on the back of her head as her mouth takes over. Soon he can feel the pressure building inside, and just when he thinks he will explode she pulls away.
Tanith stands and leans over a counter, presenting herself fully to him. “Come on,” she says, voice husky with emotion. “Now.”
He doesn’t need to be told twice, and within seconds he is inside her, pumping and thrusting with all the force and strength he can muster. She moans in pleasure, and despite all their previous couplings Oscar still finds himself pleasantly surprised (and perhaps slightly amused) of Tanith’s endurance.
Her release finally comes, and his own a few minutes later. But they are not done yet, and as Tanith climbs atop a counter and spreads her legs invitingly Oscar readies himself for the next round.
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“Wow, Tanith,” Mist says. “Your cooking has really improved.”
Tanith smiles at the younger girl before sitting gingerly on the ground beside her. “Thank you,” she says, and glances sideways at Oscar. “I had a wonderful teacher.”
Oscar walks stiffly to them and takes a seat on the other side of Mist. “Not at all.” He smiles. “It is my pleasure to teach anyone interested in learning.”
Mist stops eating for a moment. “We’re out of chocolate, Oscar,” she says. “Boyd and I bought a whole bunch yesterday, but now it’s all gone.” She smiles, oblivious to the flushing faces of the older soldiers beside her. “That’s alright, we can always buy some more.” Mist continues eating and so doesn’t notice the shared glance between Oscar and Tanith.
It is Tanith who leaves first, and Oscar soon after with a hurried, “I’ll see you later, Mist,” he says.
Later indeed-the pair are not seen until noon the next day after it is discovered that some of the preserved fruits and jams from the mercenaries’ stores have gone myseriously missing.
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anon's still pretty embarrassed for writing this tbh.
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