Thread: Fire Emblem - Erotic Revelations (Kaybee x StarMech)

Corrin continued his worrying through the hours, questioning himself if he had what it takes to unite these two conflicting nations and families together for the greater good. It was a heavy weight on his shoulders, despite his good intentions. Deep down he was aware that he was rushing to results despite being the mere first day that had passed. No empire was build on one day, as they say. And their bond seemed as well. He sat upon the bed, simply looking at the silver moon up on the starry sky. A relaxing vista distracting him from outside noises...or arrivals. Corrin's body tensed slightly in surprise. A soft yelp escaping his lips briefly. The metaphorical weight on his shoulders was becoming somewhat real as he looked back, finding his trustworthy maid Felicia, already sitting beside him, massaging his shoulder. F-felicia! He spouted, while surprised, his expression quickly changed to a smile followed by a soft chuckle, Hey, you're always welcome. Don't need to scare me like that, haha. He always spoke so informal with her despite their difference in classes Her a simple maid versus a royal like him. Rules and roles did not matter to him, as she and Flora were basically family to him, having grown up with them throughout all his life. As such, he always welcomed whenever she was around, despite her general clumsiness. His body slowly started to give in, going limper as her hands continued to knead and smooth his tensed muscles. The wide of his smile and the faint shade of pink upon his cheeks showing how much he was enjoying it. Her kind and sweet words a blessing to hear after such a troubling day. She was on the right Perhaps he had to give them time, to see they have more in common, and try his best to mend this broken bond and turn this dysfunctional group into the army necessary to accomplish anything. Her caressing started to go lower, as pieces of his armor were slowly undone and dropped to the floor piece by piece. Her hand, soft like silk, caressed the muscles of his chest, her fingers rubbing and sliding upon every curvature, every tense area and crevice of the chiseled torso. Unknown if an act with intention or a mere slip of mind, the tip of her fingers occasionally rubbing on the young prince's nipples, causing his body to tense, although not by stress. His face started to catch a brighter shade of red when he felt something tight and stiff press against the fabric underneath his lower armor. The blood of a dragon course through Corrin's veins, he was now aware of that, which enlightened a lot of things about his growth into adulthood that he was previously confounded about. Some of them hard to speak to others... It is a fact amongst Dragons One which historians and researches on draconian subjects tend to omit, either by simple obliviousness or embarrassment over the subject, that they are known by possessing great attributes. From strength, to magic and speed, and an amazing stamina. But when that dragon blood started pumping faster, sometimes it wasn't due to the rush of battle or as mechanism upon confronted with a desperate situation, but due to more personal, and intimate, feelings. Growing up secluded atop a tower made certain aspects of growing up a bit more complicated to address. When the time and age came for Corrin to experience these urges related to his body, they came at a much stronger pace than the common man. It was a confusing time for him, he recalled, afraid to ask this personally to his back then father figure, fearing ridicule or anger. He tried his best to hide it when it happened, and it wasn't until his brothers stepped in, although with some followed laughs at his expense, that he gained a better understanding of these now powerful desires. This feeling of libido, as explained above, was stronger than what's expected common. He remembered countless nights when he had to lock up his room from his family to undo his clothing bonds and relieve himself of his hot and stiff shame for hours, until reaching that powerful feeling at the end. His increased focus upon the fairer sex did not help matters, but rather encouraged those urges even more. His two maiden assistants, in between their playful teases, always managed for the young price to feel tight against his armor. Sometimes not sure if to curse or bless the occasional soft breeze that slid downwards into their short skirts, lifting them ever so slightly Or whenever the eye position was just perfect to peek at what lied underneath whenever they bend down. He was a respectful person, but even him could fall prey to instinct every now and then. And this not only fell upon the maids, but also his sisters, who he started to realize the many alluring features each one had, causing him to some time find relief inside his quarters or while taking a bath. This time was no different. Corrin felt his length stiffen inside his clothing, urging to be let out. The situation felt frantic as he felt Felicia's hand already reaching his belt, inches away of an accidental discovery of her own about her Lord. T-thanks for the help, but you don't need to do this for me, Felicia. I'm fine, really. His voice stuttered slightly. To Felicia he was never the best liar. His cheeks acquired a bright crimson as she appeared to stop, part of him wishing her ministrations would not cease...