Inevitability (Kvasir/Reader from Fire Emblem Heroes) (Patreon)

This was not the first time you had awakened to the susurration of rain, nor would it be the last. Its echo reverberated throughout your refuge, and while you were thankful you were not caught in its onslaught, you feared for the safety of the only other person who called this place home.

It was odd to even consider a small cave in the middle of nowhere as a home, but after being here for a few weeks, you had grown a little attached to this shelter. Besides, it wasn’t like you were in a position to move out anytime soon.

You could barely move. Movement of the arms was doable, albeit a little unpleasant, but sitting up took effort and standing was simply not an option without aid.

The reason for your condition was that you had sustained major injuries upon your arrival in these bygone days. The culprit was not necessarily a mighty battle to the end… but rather an unfortunate fall down a ravine.

The moment that led to your accident was a blur; one moment, you were at the mercy of the Golden Seer, and the next, you were falling. Seiðr’s light had indeed allowed you to flee into the past, but Gullveig’s intervention had caused somewhat of a setback… literally.

It was miraculous you were found by somebody with good intentions.

Kvasir, an unusual girl who seemingly lived in the area, was no healer, but she was at least able to patch up your wounds and tend to your injuries little by little. She was currently not present, something that was strange and concerning, but you had witnessed her magic from time to time and understood she was more than capable of fending for herself. There was no need to worry.

Hopefully.

You wished she was here. She was an attentive listener, only speaking up whenever one of your tales ended just so she could request another to be told. You had arguably shared more with her than any other! While that was partly because she was your only company in the last month, you couldn’t deny there was something about her that made you feel comfortable with rambling on, and on, and on…

Nobody from the Order of Heroes was here. Alfonse, Sharena… all the wonderful heroes you had met and befriended throughout the years… they were so far out of reach… and yet, you did not feel lonely.

Kvasir was your light in the darkness, as befitting of her title.

“You’re awake.”

Her sudden voice startled you out of your thoughts, but the mild fright was easily shortlived, quickly replaced by a welcome sensation of relief. She was okay. Of course she was okay!

Well, for the most part. She wasn’t injured or anything, but the weather had not been kind to her. Even so, her expression was as tepid as ever, suggesting it had done nothing to hinder her mood.

If anything, she looked a little happy, as if returning to your side had dampened any misery she would have felt from the weather. You liked to think that, for it would be reciprocating your stance on the matter.

“How long were you out?” you asked her, making an effort to sit up so you could make eye contact a little easier, even if it made your body ache. The discomfort wasn’t as bad as the last time you moved in such a way at least. You were recovering, just slowly.

“An hour,” she answered, placing down a basket she had been carrying by your side. Surprisingly, it didn’t look wet at all. She had done a good job at keeping it concealed, likely under that massive raincoat-like clothing of hers, or maybe it was just magic. It was definitely just magic. “It started to rain moments ago, so I returned. It was fortunate I was close by. We would be eating soggy fruit today otherwise.”

Hm. Maybe it wasn’t magic.

Regardless of her methods, you would have accepted what she had to offer… though it was nice to know you wouldn’t have to worry about the weather ruining your food. Opening the basket revealed she had collected quite a variety of fruit and nuts, and while your diet had consisted of these foods for a while now, you weren’t going to complain-- not towards the girl who had saved your life. She was doing her best.

Goodness, Askr had spoiled you though! You couldn’t wait to return and sample all those foods you had taken for granted.

Fingers crossed, you wouldn’t return by your lonesome either. Kvasir deserved to experience the wonders of warm food… and a warm bed too!

Taking a bite of the apple in your hand, you watched the girl in question deal with the ramifications of the weather. She took off her hood first, something she didn’t ordinarily do. The rare sight was a welcome one, though your eyes ended up distracted when she took off her coat.

Kvasir was attractive, boasting some outrageously curvy lines that were especially highlighted thanks to the absence of her coat. It was a wonderful complement to those thick thighs of hers. Although those were always on display, you knew you would never tire of them. They were wondrous to look at.

Did you feel a little guilty about staring? To some degree!

But when a beautiful woman vowed to take care of you and had been doing so for weeks, it was hard not to glance from time to time. Maybe that was her plan. Maybe you were playing right into her hand.

Hah! As if. Though it was an entertaining notion…

…ah, the intrusive thoughts were back, and stronger than ever!

“Less staring,” Kvasir rightfully called you out for your indecent behavior, not even making eye contact as she spoke. “More eating instead, unless you’re staring because you need me to feed you. Is that it?”

It hurt to lift your hands back then so that was something she did.

“I wasn’t staring, and I do not need to be fed,” you replied quickly, and for good reason. Accusations of staring? As if! You were just looking in that general vicinity. A need to be fed? Nope! You hated that she had to feed you in the first week. It wasn’t fun to be taken care of in such a demeaning and helpless manner! It didn’t matter that she looked so cute and considerate and caring and…

…perhaps lying to a goddess who knew better was not going to end well, though confessing that you found her attractive didn’t sound like a strong alternative either.

How would she even respond to flirtatious comments?

Probably indifference, but you couldn’t be certain. Kvasir didn’t seem to be entirely innocent-- her recent comment potentially evidence for that-- but that didn’t rule out the chance she’d respond negatively. It wouldn’t be right either. You were the patient. She was the doctor. Not a qualified one, but you were making do. Still, it was interesting food for thought!

On the topic of food, these berries were really nice. Had she gone out of her way to find you the good ones? You liked to think so.

“Tell the truth,” she maintained her monotone tone, expressing no excitement or annoyance. “Do not forget-- if you lie to a goddess, you will be punished.”

Punished, hmm? You didn’t take her for a kin-

Nope. Intrusive thoughts. Bad.

There was a reason your mind had been swarmed with… creative ideas and possibilities.

Kvasir was a beautiful woman in the presence of a summoner who hadn’t enjoyed a particular kind of privacy in a long, long time. Sometimes, it was really that simple.

It was why you were interpreting her line in such a manner, but in your defense, how could you not think such things? You were alone with her. Nobody else was here. She was gorgeous.

She could also easily throw you back down to the bottom of that ravine.

That was a creative possibility you could get behind, but only for the sake of your well-being. The more you thought about how badly this could go, the better! Life! It was good! Precious!

Everything was going to be okay. You just needed to not look at her thighs. You just needed to not get enchanted by the way her leggings dug into them ever so slightly, making them appear more plump… and how that always made your head spin.

Vanahemir goddesses were a different breed. The only thing that differentiated her from the rest of her kind, however, was her bust… or rather, the lack of it. By no means was that a complaint, however! You were an individual of taste and enjoyed all sizes.

Bottom of the ravine. Thrown in. Death.

You desperately wanted to smack these invasive thoughts out of your head, but that would look weird. Regardless, you tried your best to think of happier things, like how much you valued your existence.

…which reminded you that she was waiting for you to tell the truth.

“...I was staring a little, then.”

It wasn’t a lie. A few glances here and there was all it was! You had been honest, and hopefully, hadn’t given the impression that you were a hopeless pervert.

Kvasir said nothing in response, something that was troubling at first. Was she contemplating how she was going to kill you? Maybe. Was that a different kind of intrusive thought at the forefront of your mind? Maybe.

But she ultimately chose not to do anything.

…which was good! She could have easily gotten rid of you by this point, and yet, here you were, still breathing!

…

You changed your mind. The silent treatment wasn’t fun at all.

Everything was awkward now! She knew you were staring inappropriately. Well, she obviously knew… but you had admitted it! The degree of staring did not matter! It had happened!

You should have twisted the truth a little or something. It would have been smarter to add to your confession that you didn’t mean to look, and that it was an unfortunate accident! Heck, that wouldn’t have been a complete lie! You could have rationalized it by blaming those intrusive thoughts that would not shut up whatso-

“Hey,” Kvasir called to you, pausing momentarily while your mind fell silent and your undivided attention focused on her and nothing else. It wasn’t the greeting that had startled you so, but rather, how she looked. For someone who commonly appeared so indifferent, she looked… uncertain and anxious. It was odd. “Would you… like me to help…?”

What.

You cleared your throat.

She clearly meant something else, and what mattered most now was putting to rest her nerves. The conversation had to continue for that to happen!

“...h-help?”

Ah, stuttering. Wonderful. She was sure to interpret that well.

Thankfully, she seemed too occupied by her thoughts to notice.

Well, that still wasn’t good!

This was an unusual predicament though. Kvasir was ordinarily a difficult person to read… but right now, her face was a beautiful radiance of nerves, curiosity, and eagerness.

Yet, she did not let that stop her.

“I… told you I would take care of you, correct?” she elaborated, breathing heavily. “If you are having… urges… that you cannot quench on your own, then…”

Hm.

…perhaps you weren’t the only one letting intrusive thoughts win on this day.

Kvasir’s breathing turned softer, likely due to relief from having spoken what was on her mind.

What an interesting turn of events this was! Truth be told, you contemplated declining. This did not feel earned. A lack of sexual relief for over a month did not justify the things your eyes and mouth had done. She deserved better.

Yet… she was offering, and she looked so enthusiastic about it… and of course, you really, really needed this too. Not only would it be an incredible distraction from the pain, but the relief would doubtlessly be transcendent.

Just thinking about it was making you feel better!

The decision had been made long ago. Even so, you needed to know without a doubt that she wanted this.

“...are you sure? I don’t want you to-”

“I’m sure,” she raised her voice slightly, bringing her hand to her chin and revealing a rare smirk. To think, Kvasir had a cheeky side to her all along! “Considering the circumstances, something like this was inevitable. Let’s not pretend otherwise.”

Hah! Maybe those particular thoughts weren’t so harmful after all! It appeared she was suffering from the same predicament as yourself, and now, you could both silence them once and for all!

Well, it would feasibly make them louder, but whatever.

Kvasir backed up her words by approaching you and carefully sitting down close by. “Lay down, and let me deal with everything.”

You did as she asked without hesitation, taking a break from the food for the moment. There was a stronger hunger that had to be sated first.

Most of your attire was folded up on a nearby rock, leaving you in just a simple shirt and shorts. Paired with two large blankets-- one to rest on and one to cover you with-- as well as a decent pillow, it was enough to keep you warm throughout the night. More importantly, it made it effortless for Kvasir to access what she desired. All she had to do was peel back the covers, slide her fingers underneath your shorts, and pull them down.

Kvasir exhaled once your cock sprung into her eyesight. She hesitated for a moment, a barrage of thoughts and emotions doubtlessly the culprit. She managed to catch herself quickly, focusing on the matter at hand, demonstrating that by wrapping hers around your manhood. Her clutch was firm, sending a chill up your spine since she was cold, but it was not unwelcome by any means. It had been such a long time since you had experienced such a sensation.

You couldn’t take care of business on your own. You had tried, and it always caused an awfully annoying headache. Paired with a body still healing, it was never a pleasant experience.

But those factors were now irrelevant. All you had to do was sit back and relish in the tranquility. It felt divine.

Kvasir, however, hadn’t done anything more… and for good reason. “...Are you in pain?”

Ah, things probably didn’t look so good from her perspective! The twitching, and the shivering, and the exhaling… all amazing sensations on your end, but a hard sell to somebody who was overseeing your recovery.

“I’m okay, I promise,” you hastily answered, wanting to put those doubts to rest. “Continue. Please.”

Kvasir looked apprehensive, but you knew she had accepted your answer upon feeling your euphoria elevate to forgotten levels… and all she was doing was moving her hand up and down! Slowly. Very slowly.

But it was enough to make you feel tremendously good. The lack of speed was appreciated; you needed a moment to get used to this feeling again, and thankfully, there was no need to rush.

“It’s hard,” Kvasir let out a small giggle, making you ponder whether or not you had ever heard her laugh before. Regardless… it was cute! “I wonder-- have you ever imagined me doing this to you?”

Oh, that was a dangerous question!

But you hadn’t forgotten what she had said. ‘To lie to a goddess…’

“I have,” you spoke truthfully, prompting a small smile to form on her face. “Too many times to count.”

Kvasir rewarded you for your answer by accelerating, her back-and-forth motion now reaching your sensitive tip and base rather than focusing on your center. The sudden stimulation disrupted your breathing heavily, but you were just about able to keep it together.

“You should have asked sooner,” she continued, her movements becoming more elaborate as she experimented with different speeds and momentarily teased your tip from time to time. You weren’t sure whether or not she had these skills already or if she was just going with the flow, but you were grateful nonetheless. “I would have done this-- and so much more.”

Kvasir still sounded as she always did, though there was a hint of a sultry tone that perfectly complemented the breathtaking things she was saying Her expression hadn’t changed much aside from that light smile, though her ragged breathing and the enthusiasm of the handjob made it clear she was enjoying this a lot.

But the best part? The knowledge that this was not going to be a one-time deal! There was simply no going back after this, but neither you nor she had any desire to look back. This was the beginning of many encounters!

While this was blissful beyond belief, it was saddening that you were unable to reciprocate the bliss. She deserved similar treatment, but your body was just not in a good enough state for that. On the other hand, you doubted she'd be bothered by a lack of reciprocation. Taking care of you was enough.

Someday, though…

Kvasir's eyes rarely left your side, doing so only whenever she wanted to glance at what she was holding. During a moment when your eyes met hers, she decided it was an ample opportunity to escalate what she was doing. She lowered her head swiftly and suddenly, her gaze fixated on yours while her tongue escaped its confines, dashing against your sensitive shaft. The sudden squishiness and difference in temperature brought back the chills, each touch of her tongue against an unmarked spot amplifying the pinches of pleasure.

Those licks were backed up by a similar but softer feeling when she opted to use her lips too, smooching your shaft all over, and looking very mesmerized while she did so. Kvasir was still pleasuring you gradually, but considering how wonderful this was making you feel despite that, you were grateful that things hadn't taken a turn for the sensory overload. Besides, you didn't want to cum just yet!

You started to wonder if your new lover could read minds.

Why else would she conveniently decide to take things up a notch right there and then?

The shivers running up and down your spine intensified as Kvasir's worship traveled skyward, eventually reaching your tip. What appeared to be a mischievous kiss on your tip transitioned into something so much more when she refused to part, instead pushing her head down and letting your cock open up the entrance to her mouth.

The sparks of warmth against your member whenever she kissed or licked weren't enough to prepare you for the absurd degree of humidity now coating your cock. It was a dangerous level of pleasure.

So much for being thankful about the lack of sensory overload… because there was a LOT of that now!

Kvasir was tickling all the right spots with her tongue as she took in your head, getting used to what was doubtlessly an overwhelming feeling for her. Of course, that wasn’t going to stop somebody as determined as her. Merely taking in your glans was not enough to satisfy either, so she took in another inch, pausing to get used to the feeling of your cock deeper inside her mouth.

…and then she took in another inch, pausing to get used to it, and then another, then a pause, and then another…

"K-Kvasir…" you could barely function, barely able to comprehend why this girl was so eager to either prove herself or drive you to the brink of insanity. Probably both. "D-Don't… ah… overdo it…”

She had you on the edge! Her gradual approach was just enough to make you almost lose your mind, but not quite enough to make you cum-- but fuck was it close!

Your words did not fall on deaf ears. She stopped taking more in… but that was only because there wasn't any more to take in! She glanced up, her eyes half-open and giving the impression she was in a trance. After what felt like an eternity, she finally pulled away, revealing a cock shimmering in her fluids.

It was a short-lived sight, as one deep breath was enough for her to recuperate. She gobbled almost everything back up, making you ponder whether or not she had listened to what you had to say.

But when it felt this terrific, there was little reason for complaining. Kvasir bobbed her head up and down, forsaking her slower pace once she realized she could handle a greater cadence. That was simultaneously good and bad-- good for how mind-boggling it was, and bad for how mind-boggling it was.

This was the girl that had been taking care of you for weeks, and here she was… still doing that job, just a little differently this time. Though she was so frantic with her bobbing, she still looked as adorable and beautiful as ever. Watching your member disappear from view and then feeling it bash against the back of her throat… it was incredible. You owed her so much, especially after this.

You owed her a lot.

Hmm.

Although your body had sustained multiple injuries, it was all below the neck. That meant…

Maybe there was something you could do.

“K-Kvasir…” you called out to her, receiving no response at first, though it eventually all processed in her head. She paused, humming while waiting patiently for you to continue. “I… want you to do something. Can you back away, for a second?”

Kvasir appeared as if she was contemplating whether or not to pull back her head, but she eventually did so… very begrudgingly.

“...w-what is it…?” she mumbled, sounding a little agitated that she had been disturbed from doing her job.

Considering how far things had gone already, you believed your request was reasonable.

But would she agree…?

Well, she wouldn’t if you stayed silent.

“I want to make you feel good too, Kvasir.”

She smiled, but shook her head. “Doing this makes me feel good, so don’t worry.”

Ah, she was a sweetheart…

But you were prepared!

“You can keep doing that,” you continued. “But from a different position.”

“...different position?”

Hmm. You hoped she’d understand what you meant, but a more direct approach was necessary.

“I want to eat you out.”

Kvasir’s eyes widened slightly upon hearing what you had to say, but she ended up smirking. “You are lucky you did not break your neck.”

This was a win-win scenario! Not only did you get to please her, but she got to please you in return! On top of that, she was literally going to get on top of you, and goodness… you could only begin to imagine the view…

…apparently, you did not need to imagine for long. Kvasir seemed eager to try the suggestion, standing up and positioning herself directly above you… and not even your imagination could have prepared you for the discovery of a lifetime.

She did not wear any underwear.

Excellent.

She also had fat thighs and a fat ass.

Incredible.

She was also soaking wet, and NOT from the rain.

Wonderful.

Kvasir gradually lowered her body, very conscious of her positioning and speed. The last thing she wanted was to accidentally break your neck, especially after the comment she had made…

But she succeeded… and almost collapsed in the process, though that was admittedly because you wasted no time in devouring what was to offer. Kvasir had provided lots of different fruits over the past few weeks, though you hadn’t recalled getting to consume any peaches until now. Sure, there was only one here, but it was a big one!

“W-Wait… I… ahhhh…”

If there was one downside to eating her out this way, it was that you could not learn whether or not her expression looked ordinary, or if it was tainted by lust….

But you could hear her, and she was moaning-- a lot.

Hearing them blessed your motivation to greater levels. Sinking your hands into her cheeks, you licked and sucked with the same motivation she had displayed moments before. Her taste was strong, but by no means unpleasant. Once you were satisfied you had sampled enough, you directed your attention to her clit, wanting to do everything you could to bring your newfound lover to an orgasm first. Somebody amazing like her deserved nothing less.

Kvasir was struggling to reciprocate, only managing to wrap her hand back around your cock. However, it made her realize the game you were playing wasn’t exclusive to one player. Gathering all the willpower she could to ignore the euphoria she was experiencing, she took your manhood back into her mouth, not hesitating to bob her head frantically and messily.

Her hard work paid off. The return of that surreal warmth slowed you down… but you weren’t giving up that easily. Squeezing her cheeks, partly for her pleasure as well as hers, you did everything you could to even the scales. You sucked on her clit, licked up all the juices she was leaking out, and even found time to drill your tongue inside her opening. That messed her up massively, but she quickly clashed back by deepthroating your cock. Not only that, but she was able to keep it concealed down her throat for a remarkably long time, the length more than enough to disorientate your efforts. Even when she inevitably had to retreat, it still felt astonishing… and she wasted no time in bobbing her head crazily again!

Though she had turned the tables on you quickly, you weren’t throwing in the towel just yet! You retreated one of your hands, only to bring it back down quickly, spanking one of her cheeks. It wasn’t a strong swing since you weren’t sure if she’d enjoy this, but it certainly slowed her down! The subsequent hum you heard as the echoes of the smack faded was delightful to hear, even more so than how divine it was to witness her butt jiggle so up close!

It was a natural tug-of-war, all brewed from a desire to please the other more than themselves.

You wanted to praise her for doing such a fantastic job, though it was admittedly difficult to do that while buried by ass.

But there were other ways to communicate such a message, such as letting out all that built-up cum inside her mouth…

The thought of doing that, and the pleasure echoing throughout your body, and the amazing view… it all came together.

"Kvasir… I'm…!

"Mmm!!"

That hasty hum was not simply one of acknowledgment; she was reaching her climax too! Eager to make it a magnificent one, you resumed eating her out with all the energy you could muster, feeling her quivering increase in intensity by the second.

You were shaking too. It all signified one thing. As an inconceivable feeling unlike any other overwhelmed your entire being and threatened your consciousness, a similar sensation overpowered Kvasir’s body as well. Even so, you refused to stop eating her out. Likewise, she did not stop sucking so energetically… even as your warm seed poured into her mouth! Though you could not see what was undeniably an amazing sight, you knew she was swallowing. Kvasir was handling your load well, not flinching even while you continued to taste her most sensitive area. You closed your eyes, enjoying the taste while imagining a scene where her throat contracted endlessly, refusing to let a single drop escape her lips…

After what felt like an eternity, Kvasir dragged her body off of yours, collapsing onto the makeshift bed she had made for you. She was breathing loudly, but seeing her expression through your blurry eyes confirmed she was well; she was smiling warmly.

Your senses were a mess… and they didn't get any better when she opened her mouth, revealing she had savored a little bit on her tongue before finally letting it swim down her throat. What a girl.

Kvasir shuffled closer to you, reaching out for the discarded blanket and covering both you and her with it. You were grateful, for it was starting to feel quite chilly. The rain not letting up wasn’t helping with the temperature either. It was a good thing this blanket she had was actually pretty damn good!

“Hey…” she mumbled, still sounding disorientated, understandably so. That was possibly the first orgasm she had ever had… or at least, the first in a long time. She was a goddess, so she was definitely very old… but how old? You weren’t sure. Hm.

Questions for later! Answering her came first!  “Yeah?”

Kvasir paused, purposefully evading making eye contact momentarily, but she managed to fight back against her nerves and look at you. “May we… cuddle?”

That was the most nervous she had ever sounded.

“Of course we can.”

The blanket, while good, could only contribute so much to the overall warmth. Sharing body warmth was a logical next step!

Heh. That was just a bonus, of course. She wanted to be close to you, and you wanted to be close to her.

This unusual relationship had taken another unusual turn, but you had no regrets, especially once she rested her head on your shoulder. Your good shoulder, fortunately! The other one was a little wonky still.

“Hey, Kvasir…”

The number of questions you had for her was endless… but there was one you wanted answered sooner than any other.

“...yes?”

“When my friends arrive here, we will find a way to return to the future.”

Kvasir said nothing.

“When that moment comes, will you join us, and… come back with us?”

This lonely girl who had sacrificed so much for you… she deserved a warmer home, warm food, and lots and lots of friends!

Kvasir continued to say nothing… which was not fun.

But the answer she gave was not a bad one, at least.

“I am a being of this era,” she answered, something that wasn’t exactly what you wanted to hear, but… “But do not fret. I am a goddess. We shall meet again.”

Hah. Of course. She was likely still around in your era, perhaps waiting to meet again once the time was right.

You were going to meet her again.

Because even though you had known this girl for a matter of weeks, she meant everything to you.