Sharpening a Swordfish (Flayn/Felix from Fire Emblem: Three Houses) (Patreon)

Flayn adored Garreg Mach Monastery. There were countless things about it that fascinated her, but above all else, she adored the variety of people she had met. The abundance of personalities made each day exciting, and she had befriended quite a few of her classmates too.

Although she admired all these individuals, one in particular had caught her attention more than any other. She had recently joined the Blue Lions class, and while the majority of the students were kind and welcoming towards her, one interestingly expressed no interest in her arrival whatsoever.

Flayn was not bothered by this, however. In fact, it was generating an absurd amount of curiosity within her… which she doubted the person in question would approve of if they found out about it.

Thus, she started to do a little bit of eavesdropping. She wanted to learn more about the person who didn't want to talk to her.

It was not difficult to learn where Felix liked to be. The training grounds were not a place she visited often, but she had a feeling she would be finding herself here more often after discovering it was his go-to spot.

Observing the trainees was certainly fun, but her focus rarely averted away from Felix. She watched him fight and win every battle, his sheer power and skill fascinating her. She was entranced by how he looked, and with it came an increment to her curiosity.

Flayn knew she wasn't fully adapted to the modern era, but that didn't mean she was completely naive. She knew part of the reason she was so interested was thanks to a degree of attraction. He was handsome, and the mystery behind why he was so cold and distant was intriguing her too.

Felix was essentially ticking all the boxes. Flayn's friendly and innocent (on the surface) personality did not quite align with her taste in men, but no one knew that thanks to Seteth's ever-present gaze.

Of course, she had adapted to his tactics (as much as she wished he would really just leave her alone, even if he meant well), so she knew when to make her move.

As Seteth believed she was a good girl, that meant he wasn’t worried when she told him she’d be going through a stroll late at night; from his perspective, there was nothing unusual about Flayn wanting to get some fresh air. All he asked was that she remained within the monastery’s boundaries, which she had no issue with. The monastery’s security had increased dramatically since her kidnapping, so he was confident she’d be fine. However, he was completely unaware that she had a different reason for adventuring out, and the less he knew, the better.

Flayn was aware there was no guarantee Felix would be at the training grounds at this time of night. Regardless, despite not knowing him too well, she knew he was always training. Therefore, the odds were in her favor.

Flayn smiled as she entered the grounds, seeing a lone individual practicing his swordplay against the air.

Despite being alone, he looked like he was locked in a fierce battle, perhaps an indication that he had been at it for a while. Flayn pouted, hoping he hadn't been pushing himself too far, but a part of her was liking how he looked. He had an expression of determination, and was sweating wildly. What had gotten him so worked up that he was willing to train until the early hours of the morning? She was curious in both a good and bad way.

Flayn walked closer, using her petite frame to her advantage by hiding behind pillars, observing only when she knew he wouldn't see her. She wasn't completely careful, since his focus on his training would help her stay undetected.

"...stupid…" she heard him murmur. His voice was stained with rough breathing, and he muttered it several times to himself, finishing his speech with a slash to the air.

Something was bothering him, then…

Flayn could not help but feel her curiosity grow! She was borderline obsessed by this point! There was so much mystery regarding this man! He seemed like the type that wouldn't open up to anybody, but she wondered if she could do anything to change that. Naturally, she knew he was entitled to keep everything to himself… but she couldn't help but think about the possibility that he actually secretly needed someone to talk to! Perhaps Felix was lonely, and believed there was nobody who would listen to him, and that she could be the person to prove him wrong!

The girl's fantasies kept to a screeching halt when she saw Felix grasp his arm, holding back an agonizing roar to the best of his ability. He fell to one knee, breathing even more heavily than before, and the disorientation was enough to make him drop his sword.

Flayn couldn't sit idly any longer. He was hurt, and she had the power to heal!

"F-Felix… are you okay…?" she approached him somewhat cautiously, not wanting to alarm him. He momentarily glared at her, acknowledging her presence, but said nothing else. She stood there as he grabbed his biceps roughly, as if it would help mitigate his pain.

"What are you doing here?" he finally spoke, his voice lacking the raspiness she commonly heard from him. “Leave...”

"You're hurt,” she observed, kneeling down and raising an arm towards him, but he was quick to raise his other hand and shoo her away.

"I don't need healing!" he growled at her, a far departure from his quieter speech from beyond. "I don't have time for healing."

Flayn wasn't used to someone speaking so aggressively to her. It was… unusual, and made her back away ever so slightly. She didn't feel too timid, however. He was still in need of healing, and an individual's stubbornness wasn't going to hold her back.

Still, his statement was an intriguing one. He spoke so vaguely! Why didn't he want to be healed, especially when he was clearly in pain?

"...then answer me this," Flayn mustered some courage. "Why are you training so late?"

"To get stronger, why else?" he scoffed, making her feel rather silly for asking.

"You won't get stronger if you're in pain," she thought of a counter.

"It's not your business how I get stron-" Felix started to respond, but suddenly bit down on his lip, clenching his arm tightly. Sweat drenched his face as he fell forward, catching himself with his working arm.

He was on the verge of letting out an excruciating scream, but both stubbornness and his extraordinary willpower prevented that from happening.

Flayn called out to him. She started to channel magic that would heal him, but the swordsman scowled at her, telling her not to interfere without a single word.

But there was very little he could do about it, for his eyes started to blur, and before Flayn knew it, she was watching him collapse onto the cold floor.

"...F-Felix…?" Flayn called out to him.

...this was not what she expected to happen.

Someone had passed out right in front of her.

That hadn't happened since all those years ago, where she wasn't powerful enough to-

Shaking her head rapidly, Flayn snapped herself out of those distracting thoughts. She gathered as much healing power as she could, channeling it across his arm, while simultaneously checking for his pulse. She hated having to check if a person was alive; it reminded her too much of days she'd rather forget. She prayed that he was okay. If he wasn't, it was on her, for not doing what a healer should do and cleansing wounds regardless of a person's unusual stubbornness.

Fortunately, Felix had only passed out. She rolled up his sleeve as she healed him, revealing a large slash wound that his body was attempting to heal, but was doing so rather poorly.

It wasn't a fresh wound, either. How long had this injury been here without him saying a word? Why hadn't he said a word?!

Flayn had only one option now, and that was to return the man to his room. Her healing had only temporarily patched him up, but she also suspected that if he was hiding one injury, then perhaps he was hiding others. Physical strength wasn't her fortitude, but he wasn't too heavy thankfully, and his lack of movement was aiding her in finding an adequate way to relocate him. It took a fair amount of trial and error, but she eventually discovered a way she could move him without injuring herself.

Luckily, Flayn was more than capable of seeing in the dark, so she walked back to his room (her earlier research helped her learn where his quarters were). As she did so, she thought about the rather strange situation she had gotten herself in. It was safe to say taking an unconscious Felix back to his room was not what she was expecting to do today!

When she finally arrived at her destination, she couldn't help but feel impressed with herself. Had her physical strength grown while she wasn't looking? Amusingly, opening the door was the biggest struggle, but she sighed with relief upon placing him on his bed. Closing the door to give them some much-needed privacy, Flayn observed Felix for a moment, noticing that he wasn't showing any signs of waking up.

If his earlier reaction was any indication, he'd probably be mad at her for healing him, but she wasn't going to leave him like this. She focused first on his arm, carefully stitching up the wound that he was adamant on not healing. She took extra care with him, not wanting any signs of his injury to remain. It would leave a scar, and it made her wonder if it would be his first, or if he had multiple already.

...Flayn bit her lip. If she wanted to…

She could find out.

But she was hesitant. He was unconscious, and it wouldn't be right for her to indulge in this type of curiosity…

Then again, she did need to know if he was hiding any other wounds he was too stubborn to admit the existence of. If they existed, it was her duty to heal them before his body collapsed again. Perhaps he wouldn't get so lucky next time and nobody would notice his fall. Besides, it wasn't like she could leave him in bed with his clothes on, either!

She had the perfect justifications, but as much as Flayn tried to focus on her legitimate reasons for doing this… her mind was wandering-- a lot.

After taking a deep breath-- several times, she decided to start with something simple. Checking out his other arm didn't mess with her head too much, even if he was quite muscular, but most importantly, it wasn't injured.

His chest was another story, in relation to how difficult it was to uncover, and what she saw underneath. As she unbuttoned his shirt with shaky hands, she saw just how muscular he was… and how much he had been scarred.

Flayn's breathing was like an unyielding storm, forever turbulent and refusing to calm down.

She found herself staring. He looked… wonderful.

She had never seen a man quite like this before, and she would be lying if she said she hadn’t thought about a man’s body like this many times before.

It was actually rather unfortunate that he lacked anything to heal. She would have liked the distraction.

Since she had come this far, Flayn knew it was silly of her to contemplate whether or not she should pull down his pants, and yet, her nervous hands refused to move.

...when did it get so hot, anyway? Was Felix's room secretly a sauna? She hadn't been flustered like this for quite some time!

But she knew why, and it was these feelings accumulating within her that were granting the confidence she needed to do this… gradually.

After much deep breathing, she finally accomplished what she set out to do. She removed the remainder of her clothes, her hands quivering as she did so, until at last, he was left in his underwear.

She sighed with relief after it was all done. He had no scars on his legs, fortunately, but similarly to his chest, they were quite muscular.

But that wasn't what was sending her mind aflame this time.

She saw the bulge in his underwear. It was only a small bump, but it was more than enough to make her fantasies grow intense.

...how was he still asleep? She almost wanted to test some things to see if he would wake up. Perhaps she could…

Flayn backed off, her own thoughts alarming her. She bit down hard on her tongue, hoping it would distract her mind.

It did not.

There was no use denying it. She was malevolently turned on, and wanted to do things that she knew she should not do.

But the rational part of her mind was losing this battle.

...it would not hurt if she took a quick peek, or cropped a small feel, would it? She was only doing it to satisfy her curiosity…

The war erupting within her mind was coming to an end, and Flayn knew deep down why the victor had won. She wanted this. She had wanted this for a long time. There had never been an opportunity to fulfill these centuries-old fantasies until now. She loved her father, but she also hated how restrictive he could be. She could wait no longer!

...she wanted to see a man's cock, and she wanted to see it now!

There was no hesitation as Flayn brought her hand over to his crotch, but it came back with a vengeance, as only moments later, she felt her hand become engulfed with something larger… and it wasn't showing any signs of stopping.

Regardless, she remained resolved and committed to what she was doing, both enjoying and getting intimidated by the feeling of his cock becoming erect.

She could not believe that all it took was one simple touch! Perhaps Felix needed a woman just as much as she needed a man...

Although she enjoyed cropping a feel, she couldn’t wait any longer. She had to see it. With her aroused state granting her some much-needed confidence, she unsheathed his blade.

What she saw both thrilled and terrified her, for countless reasons.

Felix was well endowed, to say the absolute least. Everything about what she was seeing, like its size, and how it twitched, turned her mind into an even greater mess.

Flayn had to wipe her mouth with her sleeve; she was drooling. A lot.

It looked good. It looked… delicious.

She did not even question if doing such a thing was right or not. She had already come this far. Her head operated on its own, inching her mouth closer and closer to the delicious treat. It had a strong smell which usually would be unpleasant… but she was so turned on that it was intoxicating in the best way.

"Mother… forgive me… for becoming a bad girl…"

As soon as her curious tongue slid against it, tasting a man's cock for the first time, Flayn finally lost herself to lust.

One lick became two. Two became four. Four became eight. She experimented eagerly, learning how each part of his cock tasted. She quickly figured out that his soft glans had a slightly salty flavor, and since she had a fondness for that kind of taste, she focused her efforts there.

Although the licks were incredible, they were not enough to satisfy her completely. She brought her lips to his tip, letting their softness push up against his hard mass. Her heart pounded ferociously, her mind unable to comprehend what she was doing, but her body was operating on its own.

Flayn loved this. She was kissing a cock… Felix's cock! She never thought her first kiss would be with a penis...

Having grown so absorbed in her activity, she forgot that Felix could easily wake up. Her eyes glanced up at him, and miraculously, he showed no signs of being awake whatsoever. She had been quite ruthless with her licks and kisses, so upon realizing she was getting away with it, her confidence skyrocketed.

She had quite enjoyed her appetizer, but now it was time for the main meal. Little hesitance remained when she kissed the head of his cock and pushed forward, allowing his member to push her lips apart. The feeling of his shaft entering her mouth increased in intensity the more she took in, but she was loving how exhilarating it was. Therefore, she was encouraged to take in as much as she could.

Flayn expected a need to gag to ambush her at any moment, but she was pleasantly surprised to discover that those expectations were not fulfilled. His pubic hair ultimately tickling her face indicated she had actually taken everything in… and she couldn't quite comprehend it all.

A man's entire cock… was inside her mouth…

He tasted so good! She instinctively sucked, mesmerized by how wonderful his large rod felt stretching her mouth open, and all the subtle flavors were a wondrous bonus too. The knowledge alone of what she was doing was heating her body up extraordinarily too. Perhaps she'd have to consider taking some clothes off! She adored how warm it felt inside her mouth too, and in the corner of her eye, she could see his body quivering, as if it was responding subconsciously to what she was doing, or…

Flayn's eyes gazed up, and she saw a sight that made her shiver.

Felix was looking down at her. His expression was… unreadable.

"...what are you doing?" he asked her. While he was trying his best to speak sternly, she could at least sense him holding back how good he was feeling. That allowed some of her stability to remain… but it was not a whole lot.

Regardless, Flayn knew that observation didn't matter. She had been caught, and that spelt trouble for her.

Forcing his cock out of her mouth was an experience that messed with her head terribly! She immediately missed the feeling of being so full, and she could see firsthand what she had done. His entire length was lubricated in her saliva, and its shiny surface almost made her subconsciously gobble it back up again.

"I-I'm sohhhrryy…" she mumbled, not noticing how distorted her voice was until after she spoke. Flayn bit down hard on her lip, concerned by the unamused face Felix was giving her. She still could not read his emotions at all, and that was unnerving her terrifyingly.

Worst-case scenarios entered her mind. What if he told her brother?! For his own safety, it was probably best he kept his mouth shut, but this was Felix. Many people feared Seteth… but she had a feeling he wouldn't care if her brother was mad at him.

What if he hated her? What if he thought she was a freak? Why had she not controlled herself? She wanted to be his friend… and she had already ruined everything…

"P-Please forgive me…" she mumbled, holding back the urge to cry. "I'm sorry… please… I'll do anything… just please don't tell my brother!"

"I'm not going to do anything," Felix noticed her brewing panic attack and responded quickly, amending her fears by gently stroking her hair.

The caring tone and gesture were… completely unexpected. What happened to his usual raspy tone? The oddness of it all worked as a distraction at the very least.

"...really?" Flayn was understandably in disbelief.

"Why would I willingly invite drama into my life? I don't need any distractions from my training."

His point was a valid one, but it was odd that he was speaking of such things while his cock was still out, rubbing against her face…

She felt a lot calmer now, but a side effect of that was that her mind was freely wandering again.

"...training, huh…?" Flayn snickered. A surge of confidence was creeping up her spine, and she wanted to take advantage of it while it lasted. "So you wouldn't mind if I kept polishing your sword for you…?"

"I'm not naive, Flayn," he responded, his tone sounding more Felix-like. She welcomed the familiarity with open arms. “I know exactly what you are doing.”

And yet, he did not sound displeased in the slightest. Flayn took advantage of that, gently wrapping her fingers around his shaft, stroking him ever so gently. “Yet, you are not saying no.”

Felix’s expression morphed into one highly readable, and she was cherishing it. He was absolutely contemplating many things right now, but she could tell that despite whatever his thoughts were, he was enjoying this… he just wasn’t quite sure how to process it all. She couldn’t blame him-- he did just wake up, after all.

His lack of response told her much. “See? Just sit back, relax, and let me make you feel good! Your body still needs to heal, after all. I bet you’ll feel a lot stronger after I sharpen your blade...”

Of course, Flayn knew that his trance would likely not remain for much longer, therefore it was imperative she kept up her momentum. Wrapping her hands around his shaft did the trick, keeping him stunned and lost in confusion for a little while longer. While the thought of giving him a handjob was alluring, especially as she could watch his reaction, she had enjoyed how overwhelming it was to have his dick inside her mouth.

Unfortunately, Flayn’s additional few seconds of unnecessary thought led her to discover that she had severely underestimated Felix. When she felt him place his hands on the crown of her head and push down, just as she opened her mouth in preparation to devour his tasty treat, she knew control had been taken away from her. As Felix’s cock suddenly bashed against the back of her throat in an instant, she gagged horrendously, mainly due to the surprise of it all. Regardless, she persevered, breathing through her nose and resisting the urge to gag… even if it was unbearable.

“You’re correct,” Felix was speaking more clearly, his temporary turbulent trance gone as quickly as it came. “I didn’t say no, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to let you have your way, Flayn.”

Flayn could barely process what he had to say; her mind had grown numb, and it hurt to think. Felix’s superior strength kept his cock firmly sealed inside her, and there was nothing she could do to reject him.

Seemingly taking pity on her, Flayn felt his grip loosen up, allowing her to gradually eject his member. However, her hopeful opportunity to breathe never came, for he tightened his grasp suddenly and unexpectedly, forcing her to swallow his mass all in an instant once again.

She was kept like this for some time, and Flayn’s mind was left in a state of disorder. She was experiencing a range of emotions, some of which blended together and created a strange combination. She was terrified, but also unbelievably excited! This complete lack of control was exasperating both emotions from her at an equal rate.

Ultimately, Felix wasn’t going to leave her on the verge of passing out forever. He finally loosened his grip for real this time, and it actually took some time for Flayn to notice. It was only when she finally found herself desperately resisting a horrible gag that she gathered her strength and forced herself off him, only to find that it was pitifully easy.

Flayn collapsed onto his leg, desperately trying to consume as much oxygen as she could. Her face was littered with sweat, and she was barely able to keep her eyes open.

Felix’s expression was rather expressionless, but he was at least giving her time to recover.

Satisfied she was able to hear him, he spoke once again. “Have you learned your lesson, Flayn? Don’t mess with me in my sleep again.”

He didn’t wait for a response, curling up his legs and intending to slide them to the side so he could stand up. It was the beginnings of this motion that snapped Flayn back to reality; she knew he was going to leave her like this without saying anything else. If he got away now… she wouldn’t be able to look him in the eye again, and because of that, Felix’s wish of wanting to be left alone would be granted.

...she couldn’t let that happen! Flayn honestly believed she deserved the torture she had just endured… but she wasn’t going to let it end this way!

She did not fear the possibility that he would be rough with her again either.

She wanted it. It had taken a moment for her to understand what the combination of fear and excitement meant, and now she knew. Felix naively believed he had scared her away… when in reality, he had captivated her even more.

Just as he was about to move, Flayn grasped his hips, the gesture enough to make him pause. She took full advantage of it, climbing onto his body, an act that honestly shocked him.

Flayn grinned wildly, unable to hold back a sinister snicker. “...don’t gooo… not yeeettt…”

“...Flayn…” Felix murmured, looking to the side while biting his lip. He was doubtlessly beginning to realize he had awoken a monster.

“...I want to be puuuunished mooooreeee…” Flayn slid up his body, her twin drills dangling down by his face. “I’ve been a bad girl, Felix… a really bad girl... “

Every time she spoke, her voice distorted. When she saw his face begin to sweat, her aroused state grew to unyielding levels. Her body was quivering relentlessly, and she didn’t particularly care that she was drooling a little.

Flayn had wanted a man for so long.

So long!

...and now that she had finally caught the fish she craved, she wasn’t going to let it go.

He was awfully big, after all, and she was very hungry.

Felix could undeniably sense how aroused he had made her. He felt foolish for even thinking a girl willing to undress him and suck him off could be scared off so easily. Naturally, he knew there was a lot he could still do to make her go away… but for some reason, he didn’t want to try.

Although not one against sex, he didn’t particularly care for it.

At least, that was what he told himself. Deep down, there was a small desire for intimacy, but he always dispersed those thoughts-- he had bigger things to worry about, after all.

...but this… feral... look on Flayn’s face… was doing things to him. It was changing his mind fast.

He could taste-- smell, just how aroused she was. It made him wonder if this girl was even human-- it would be the easiest explanation as to why she looked so wild!

...it would also explain why her ears were so pointed too. He had never seen them due to the abundance of hair she had, but her dignified hairstyle was presently as fractured as her mental state.

Felix decided to save the speculation for later. He could no longer deny that he too was terrifyingly turned on.

Therefore, when Flayn initiated a messy kiss, he did not hesitate to return it. It was a brief embrace, simply because his new lover was eager to escalate things, begging entry into his mouth with her tongue. The subsequent clash of tongues demonstrated her greed and lust, and Felix soon discovered that this was the only sword fight she could probably win against him.

It was rare for Felix to feel so defenseless. It was rarer for him to actually enjoy the feeling. Flayn wasn’t stronger than him, but he allowed her to subconsciously grasp his hands, pushing them apart and effectively pinning him down .

Flayn was clearly enjoying slobbering all over his face, but the girl could not stay put for long. She was desperate to try new things, so when she discovered how sensitive his neck was against the tranquility of her lips, she was thrilled.

That thrill turned into astonishment when her cute nibbles turned feisty and he felt a surprising amount of pain surge throughout his body. It was far from the worst agony he had experienced, but he never expected a bite from Flayn to actually hurt so much. It was more shocking than the fact that she was a biter.

When she released herself from his neck, he saw a little blood staining her lips, and her open mouth made him notice that her canine teeth were slightly sharper and longer than the human equivalent.

Even though the mysteries surrounding this girl were increasing, he was never given an opportunity to speculate… though that was mainly because he was enjoying this too much to really give it any thought.

“It’s so hot...“ Flayn complained. “You’re strong, Felix… and it’ll take too long for me to take my clothes off, so can you tear them apart?”

Felix wasn’t often legitimately surprised.

And yet, he was pretty certain this girl had shocked him more times in a single day than any other. He had never encountered someone quite like her before.

Usually, he’d consider such a request ludicrous, but his mind was in just the right place for him to consider the ridiculous idea. They had already forsaken any consideration of being gentle anyway, so it sounded... right.

But he couldn’t fulfill her request while she had him pinned down, could he? Fortunately, seizing back control was effortless. Flayn yelped when she felt Felix suddenly release himself from her grasp, subsequently wrapping his arms around her waist and pushing her down onto her back. The tables were turned, and now he had her pinned down.

Without mercy, he tugged at her clothing, sparing no thought for hesitation as he ripped her delicate, princess-like outfit apart.

Flayn shivered when she felt cold air tickle her exposed skin, and with it also came an escalation to her blush. The sheer lust painting her face was perhaps only dwarfed by her own.

Unknowingly, he was fulfilling so many fantasies of hers. There was a part of her that actually wanted to be pinned down by a lust-driven man… and he was playing his part perfectly.

Flayn’s petite and cutesy appearance gave Felix the impression that her body would be equally slender and small. He soon remembered that he should never judge a book by its covers, for as he shredded her outfit apart, he soon began to realise that Flayn really was an adult. It was no wonder she wanted this outfit to be discarded-- he would not be surprised if her brother had forced her to wear it, simply to hide the illustrious curves, her larger-than-expected breasts, and her delicious thighs.

She was beautiful! He honestly couldn’t blame Seteth for doing this if his theory was correct-- his strategy had certainly attracted fewer men to her footsteps, aside from the obvious culprits like Sylvain, of course.

Flayn started to giggle. She had noticed how mesmerized he was. “Feeeliiiix…”

Her purring was driving him mad. Everything about her was driving him mad!

“I want your big, throbbing cock… inside me…” she was on the verge of begging.

Flayn had come this far. She was not going to be denied what she had been craving for so long! She knew how large he was, and she couldn’t wait to feel his member stirring up her insides.

Felix refused to say a word-- he knew it would come out as an awful stutter, and that would be insanely embarrassing. Granted, he was already quite embarrassed, but at least his lust was triumphing over that and keeping his thoughts occupied. He hoped it would stay that way.

Using his instincts to guide him, he positioned himself in front of her adequately, rubbing his cock against her exposed pussy. The intersection alone was enough to make them both quiver in anticipation. Already it was feeling tremendously good, so if it was meant to feel even better than this, he couldn’t wait to plunge inside her.

Well, there wasn’t anything stopping him from doing just that, was there?

He looked up at Flayn one last time, making sure her face didn’t show any signs of concern. It was a challenging task due to how bountiful her breasts looked; they looked incredibly squeezable, and would fit wonderfully in his hands. As mesmerized as he was by them, he avoided eye contact with them and focused on her expression. He ultimately concluded that she was ready, and so was she.

As he guided his shaft inside her, he felt her begin to quiver, but he trusted she’d say something if it was overwhelming.

He hoped she’d be fine, for this sudden humidity he was experiencing was intoxicating! It would be challenging to pull out when all he wanted to do now was push even deeper inside!

“Fuck…” Flayn purred, grabbing tightly onto the bed sheets.

She had anticipated it to hurt, and while there was some pain, it strangely added to the serenity she was experiencing. It was becoming increasingly clear that she liked a little rough play in her life, and her first time was absolutely scratching that itch.

Flayn could not help but smile widely. Her longest-lasting craving… was finally being sated, and she couldn’t ask for a better man to have her first time with. Felix was strong and silent, but even he was gentle and caring on the inside. She could tell he was a little worried about her well-being, so she made sure to illustrate to him that she was all for it.

She knew her chosen method would prove to be very effective. “Fuck me, Felix… punish me… I’ve been a bad girl...”

She had a feeling the swordsman was fond of cute voices. Especially cute voices that could say things that juxtaposed the adorableness of her tones, such as a desire to be fucked silly. The way he bit down hard on his lip while she begged him was a clear indicator of his adoration, and she loved it!

But there was little time to focus on his delightful facial expression. She had begged him to fuck her-- and punish her, and he was not going to get distracted so easily. He pushed deeper inside her, enough to seal his cock in its entirety inside her. She could feel every inch of her member tickling her walls, as well as the head pushing up against the entrance to her womb. It was awakening a level of intensity she had never experienced before, and while it was invigorating, the ferocity of it all was a little scary too.

But like all other sparks of fear within the last hour, it was simply a multiplier to her euphoria.

Felix, having just about adjusted to how extraordinarily warm she was, was ready to give this girl what she (and he) was craving. Pulling out was excruciating; her tender walls slid against his sensitive shaft in all the right ways, yet it brewed a sense of longing as less warmth coated his shaft. Flayn responded to all the sudden sensations with a wailing moan, and it was this broken voice that encouraged him to push back in without any mercy. He had to hear how broken it could become, and he was rewarded with a howl even more ferocious than the last.

“That’s ittttt…” Flayn hummed, finishing her cry of joy at just the right time, for a scream of delight escaped her lungs as Felix started to thrust. He was gradual with his acceleration, for as much as he wanted to hear Flayn scream his name, he knew had to take into consideration his endurance (and hers too). If he overexerted himself, he’d crash and burn. That was the last thing he wanted.

Fortunately, it wasn’t anything a little training couldn’t solve. He kept his eyes glued to Flayn’s crimson face, taking notes whenever she squealed with delight. Those were an indication that he had rubbed her just right. He quickly discovered he didn’t need to analyse her expression to figure out if he was doing well; her pussy tightening up suddenly indicating that rather well too.

But he couldn’t say no to that beautiful, yet lecherous face, could he?

Felix sped up dramatically, knowing full well it would aid in distorting her voice. The sounds she was starting to make didn’t even sound like something that could come from her anymore, but he revered them all the same. However, with his acceleration came a curious problem.

...how could he keep his eyes on her face when they kept drifting to her swaying breasts? They were exhilarating to gaze at, especially as he knew their quivering was because of him. Her nipples, now fully erect and puffy, weren’t helping him either.

But Felix soon realized there was an obvious situation to his problem.

Flayn howled when his rough, battle-hardened hands groped and squeezed her tender breasts. He wasted no time in finding her nipples, pinching them to see how she would react, and he was satisfied to see her mental state pushed closer to the breaking point.

He couldn’t quite believe that he once considered Flayn an ordinary, innocent girl.

Appearances were incredibly deceiving.

No innocent girl would seduce him. No innocent girl would demand to be punished. No innocent girl would beg for her clothes to be torn apart, exposing the luxurious body she had been hiding all along.

And here he was, fucking that ‘innocent’ girl senseless. Her assumed purity had made him underestimate her, and here he was, under the trance of her seductive spell.

Felix was operating entirely by instinct at this point. It felt good to thrust, so that’s what he did. It felt good to push deep inside her and feel her body shudder, so that’s what he did. It felt good to play with her tits and hear her cry in delight, so that’s what he did.

“Fuck me… fuck me… fuck meeeee…!”

He could not get enough of this girl! He had never sweated this much, even in battle!

Flayn knew she had lost herself to pleasure, but there was no reason to care. Felix was in an equally disorderly state, so she did not mind that she was looking unbelievably slutty. In fact, just thinking about how much of a mess she probably looked right now to him was turning her on even more.

She had even exposed a few secrets to him, too! Without a doubt, he had noticed her pointed ears, and there was absolutely no way he hadn’t noted that her teeth were quite strong. Biting his neck was something she didn’t intend to do, but it just felt so right in the moment!

...and just thinking about it made her want to do it again…

During this time, Felix had mimicked her earlier actions and pinned her down with his hands. There was no way she could fight back against his superior strength, but she knew his weaknesses by this point.

“Feeeliiixx…” she hummed. “Kisss meeeee…”

It understandably took some time to process what she was saying while in the midst of fucking her, but he eventually leaned down, meeting her in a kiss that was far from stable. She took advantage of his altered positioning, using her legs to push him further down onto her body. It disrupted the hold he had over her breasts, but she made sure to keep him satisfied with an inevitable rematch between tongues. She put up a fair fight, but the sheer euphoria surging throughout her body made it near-impossible for her to battle as efficiently as before. He was disadvantaged for similar reasons, but he ultimately came out on top. The duo exchanged saliva for a long time, only stopping when their lungs cried out for release.

When Felix collapsed on top of her, she deviously smirked, helping herself to his exposed neck. A few planted kisses immobilized him, preventing him from adequately fucking her, but she didn’t mind the change of pace one bit. Her fangs dug into his neck, sending shivers coursing down his spine, but she knew he liked it. She was under his mercy, after all, so he could easily back away… but he didn’t.

She let her bite him-- a countless number of times, with many of her attacks drawing blood.

Felix adored the blend of pain and pleasure. He was truly fascinated that she was able to inflict actual wounds on him.

Eventually, Flayn decided she had more than scratched her biting itch. There was only so much nibbling she could do before her breathing grew too rugged, and she was also starting to miss how it felt to be fucked remorselessly by him. Once Felix leaned up a bit, the two stared at each other for some time.

Neither had to say a word to know what they both desired next.

They were both unbelievably sweaty and horny, and most importantly of all, desired release.

Felix let go of her hands, and upon feeling their freedom, she wrapped her arms around his back, pulling him closer. She wrapped her legs around his back again too, and he understood the message she was giving him. With all his strength, he resumed thrusting in and out of her, accelerating at a far more dramatic pace than before. The endless chorus of moans, mainly from Flayn, was restored with a higher frequency than before.

Even as both felt their energy begin to deplete, they kept at it, desiring no rest until the tranquility of their climax soared throughout their body and mind.

Flayn knew what she wanted, and she had a feeling he wanted it to. Even so, she felt the need to tell him, for she knew he would love her voice begging him for it.

“Feeeeliiixxx…” Flayn didn’t care that her voice was barely functioning. “Cum insshhiiidieee meeeeeee…”

If there were any lingering doubts that he was enchanted by cute voices, they were vanquished by the cries of a maiden desiring his seed. With additional determination aiding him, Felix slammed his sweaty body against hers, pushing up against her cervix at a speed that was driving both of them closer to the brink of insanity.

...until at long last, the desired moment came.

Flayn felt every ounce of energy evaporate from her body immediately, only to be replaced by pleasure so grand that it was almost agonizing. Her body reacted violently through uncontrollable shaking, but Felix had her pinned down, minimizing the effects of the trembling.

It was the start of Flayn’s climax that triggered his own. His lover, already relentlessly compact, tightened up even further, effectively sealing his blade inside her. He could not pull out if he tried, but why would he want to? The boiling heat, paired with her contracting muscles tickling the entirety of his cock, set him off. He groaned loudly, perhaps at a higher volume than her excruciating moan. His orgasm was like an eruption, and Flayn could barely grasp just how scorching her insides had become. She felt his semen puncture the entrance to her womb, painting it white with so much of his seed.

Even though the moment barely lasted for half a minute, it was so heavenly it felt like it had lasted for an eternity. In the end, Flayn was glad it came to a conclusion, as otherwise, she feared she would legitimately pass out.

The feeling of his warm cum so deep inside her was indescribable.

Flayn couldn’t comprehend anything anymore.

All she knew was that she was happy. She was even glad it had taken so long for her to finally do this. It had made the moment so much more magical and memorable.

...and the best part was that she knew it wasn’t going to end here.

She was hooked, and without a shadow of a doubt, so was he.

What felt like another eternity passed before a respectable level of awareness returned to the duo. They simply basked in each other’s warmth, constantly on the boundaries of consciousness and slumber, and it was the definition of tranquility.

When both started to recognise what they had done, Flayn could tell Felix was embarrassed about it. He was pouting slightly, barely able to make eye contact with her while blushing extraordinarily. She shared the same gradient of blush, but she couldn’t help but giggle at him.

“...mmm… that was nice, was it not?” she attempted to start a conversation, figuring he would struggle to start one himself.

Felix acknowledged her question with a quick glance, but it took him some time for him to respond. He was sitting cross-legged on his bed, lost in thought.

Flayn wondered if the constant glances were to observe her body. He had made quite a mess of her, after all. She was still leaking his cum, and she knew he was quite enchanted by the size of her breasts. They weren’t absurdly big, of course; there were a lot of girls who eclipsed her in size, but she figured he was quite attracted to them because her outfit did a superb job at hiding their true size.

...and to think that he hadn’t even seen her ass yet! There was a similar story to tell with that…

But it was good to have some tricks up her sleeve for the future.

If she even still had sleeves, that is. The remnants of her outfit were there… over there… and all the way over there.

Oh dear…

She hadn’t quite thought about the consequences of that, had she? She was essentially trapped in his room with no clothes to wear.

Maybe she’d have to stay in his room forever, always here to please him whenever he came back to his room after a sweaty day of training. She’d be able to relieve him of his stress, and lick his sweaty body clean…

Flayn shook her head; this was not a good time to get horny again!

“...it was,” he finally responded, sounding fairly neutral, but there was a nervous inflection to his voice.

“I had a good time,” Flayn smiled cheerfully at him, hoping it would aid in removing any negative feelings he was having. Yet, she could ignore the problem she currently had. “But… it would appear I am in need of a spare set of clothes.”

Her adorable giggle made him smile a little. “It would seem so. Stay put, and don’t go anywhere, you hear me? I’ll get you something to wear.”

“Oh, certainly! I’m not an exhibitionist,” she answered. “I think.”

___

Felix was experiencing all sorts of emotions, but he could not deny that… he was happy. Life was certainly going to be a little different from now on, but he couldn’t say that he regretted what happened.

He was having a tough time before this. A lackluster battle had him trapped in a bubble of self-doubt and frustration, and although he did not want it at the time, he was glad Flayn had given him something to distract his mind.

He would have to find a way to thank her for it.

But before he could give that more thought, he knew he had to find some clothes for her first, and that meant asking a female student if they had a spare set.

The closest woman in the dormitory was... Edelgard… and he was not close to her at all.

Hilda, he wasn’t acquainted with either, but from what he knew of her, asking her wasn’t a good idea either.

Marianne? She’d probably scream if he asked her for clothes.

Ingrid… No.

But he saw promise on the first floor. Annette was a standout. She’d probably question why he needed clothes, but so long as he didn’t sound too suspicious, she’d probably provide some. Additionally, they appeared to have the same body type too. Well, Flayn was definitely a little bigger than Annette, to say the least… but they were still similar enough. That was under the assumption that Annette somehow wasn’t hiding a bountiful body either, but he was pretty certain she didn’t. As a bonus, he was aware she woke up early too, so there was no need to worry about potentially waking her up.

“...you’re up early, Felix,” Annette yawned, answering the door rather quickly when he knocked on it. She was still a little sleepy, but at least didn’t seem too disturbed by his intrusion, indicating she had woken up recently.

The problem he now faced was that he didn’t plan how to ask for a spare set of clothes.

...well, he knew how to ask, just not in a way that wouldn’t confuse her, or make her give him a weird look.

But he couldn’t exactly give her the silent treatment, could she?

“I was asked by Flayn if you were able to lend her a spare academy uniform,” he explained, but her perplexing look indicated he had to say more than that. “Don’t ask me why she asked me to do it nor why she couldn’t do it herself. I’m just in the dark as you are.”

Although he didn’t do it often, Felix could lie rather well thanks to how monotone his voice could be. The slight frustration in his voice would lead his fellow student to believe Flayn had made him do this somehow, so if there were any suspicions, it would be on her.

“Oh, well, I sort of do,” Annette responded, still a little confused, but at least willing to cooperate. If this question was coming from Sylvain, she’d be concerned, but she had no doubts regarding Felix. She was curious about why he’d agree to help Flayn more than anything else. “It’s the Academy’s summer outfit. Will that work?”

“It’ll do,” he answered, shrugging a little. So long as it looked like it fit Flayn, it would work. His main objective was to find something to cover her up. Flayn could surely think of some excuse as to why she was wearing a different outfit if someone, like Seteth, asked.

Annette fetched the clothes in question, handing over the neatly folded outfit. He could not tell how well they’d fit on her, but it was undeniably better than nothing. Having to even ask for clothes in the first place felt humiliating, but he was only doing it because he was the reason her outfit was shredded to pieces in the first place. Well, sort of.

“Before you leave,” Annette stopped him as he turned around. “What’s with all those wounds on your neck? They look like… bites...”

Felix froze. He was very glad she had waited to point that out until after she couldn’t see his daunted expression. Still, he could sense the curiosity in her voice, and that wasn’t good, so he had to act fast without giving her an opportunity to respond.

“I was training,” he answered, leaving before she could comment that the response didn’t make much sense. Felix sighed with relief once the coast was clear, grateful that he managed to get away with that. She’d probably question him about it some more later (as would others), but that was something he could worry about later.

He returned to his room, hoping that nobody would see him holding clothes meant for female students. If Sylvain showed his face, he’d have to be prepared to cut down even a dear friend; the humiliation would be too much.

Fortunately (especially for Sylvain, even if he wasn’t aware of what was happening), Felix lucked out, returning to his room swiftly without anyone showing up and asking questions he was unwilling to answer.

Flayn was waiting for him, just as he asked her to. He was a little worried she’d do something reckless considering how wild she had been during the night, so he was relieved to see she had stayed put.

...and he found his mind wandering immediately upon seeing her exposed breasts once again.

“Here you go,” he passed the clothes over quickly, closing the door with equal haste after she accepted the attire. “Please, put them on.”

Flayn giggled, finding it amusing how embarrassed he could get over his attraction to her. It was quite charming. As she unwrapped the clothes, she could tell it was going to be a fairly tight fit, but it would work.

Felix did not look as she put the outfit on, even if there was a part of him that desperately wanted to.

It did not take long for Flayn to get dressed, and she found herself quite liking the outfit he had found for her! Perhaps she’d have to ask her brother for a set of her own.

“You can look now,” Flayn called out to him, holding back a chuckle.

Felix turned around… and he was bewildered.

Somehow, somehow, she looked even more attractive. This outfit did a terrible job at hiding all of her curves, and it made it obvious how large her boobs really were, and that’s why he loved it. Her legs were on full display too, and it reminded him how delicious they looked too.

“You’re staring,” Flayn giggled, twisting around to show him her back. The outfit had conjured up a rather cheeky idea, and though she could not see his expression any longer, his silence spoke volumes.

The attire made it very obvious that Flayn had quite the rear. He could not help but stare, and fantasies started to brew.

“What do you think then, Felix?” Flayn asked with an innocent tone. She was playing innocent, of course. “Do I look good?”

He said nothing.

“You are still staring,” Flayn chuckled.

He still said nothing, but he undoubtedly continued to stare.

Flayn giggled endlessly. She was having so much fun with this! “Hmm… did my big butt leave you speechless?”

Felix was as quiet as ever. All it did was urge her to continue.

“You know… it is still early in the morning,” Flayn spoke softly. Seductively. “If you want… you can fuck it…”

It was that single line that dismantled Felix’s resistance. When she felt him lunge at her, one hand groping her breast, and the other, her ass, she smirked.

Felix wanted to thank her, and he had found a way to do just that.

Flayn was more than happy to go for another round too.

...she just had to make sure that he didn’t rip apart this outfit as well!