Me, Myself & Avatars

by Thoron

Summary:

Robin is summoned to Askr and sees, among other things, an alternate genderbent version of himself. Despite the sheer insanity of the situation, he has only one thought in his mind.

"Damn, she's pretty cute."

Chapter 1: Is Having Sex With Your Alternate Genderbent Self Considered Sex or Masturbation?

Like many other heroes summoned to Askr, Robin’s arrival was sudden and unexpected. Unlike most other heroes summoned to Askr, Robin soon found out that there was what could only be described as an alternate version of himself also summoned to Askr. Now, that may have been strange enough, but what made it even stranger was that this alternate version was also the opposite gender. So now Robin had to wrap his head around the fact that there existed someone with his name who for all intents and purposes was him, only a woman. Even though he was used to his fair share of strange things, having an alternate genderbent version of himself existing in the same area was a bit too much for Robin to take in, no matter how much he thought about it. And since thinking about it got him nothing but a series of increasingly existential questions and a headache, Robin decided the best way to deal with this whole situation was to not think about it and avoid his female self at all costs. Out of sight, out of mind, as the saying went.

And that strategy of avoiding his alternate female self at all costs worked without a hitch… up until she unceremoniously barged into his office unannounced and demanded they speak to resolve a very important issue.

“Okay, so it’s decided,” Robin said.

“It’s decidedly not decided!” his female counterpart objected. “Why am I the one who has to change names?”

“Well you were the one who decided to march in here and demand we resolve this issue in the first place!”

“Yeah, but I thought that meant agreeing on common usage of our names or deciding how to respond when we both hear it. Changing names was not on the agenda!”

“Why are you even complaining? ‘Robyn' with a Y sounds just like our usual name when pronounced.”

“But I like my name! Why don’t you take Robyn, then?”

“Don’t be silly. ‘Robyn’ is clearly a feminine name. And!” Robin added quickly, seeing his female counterpart opening her mouth to object, “I was here first, so I get first dibs and name privileges. People already know me as ‘Robin’ here, and since you showed up later, you’re going to have to be the one that changes.”

His female counterpart raised her hand to object, but couldn’t really argue with his logic.

“I mean, the alternative is we keep our names and try to figure it out like the others here with our unique situation.”

“...No. That just won’t do. I came here to resolve this issue, not have it beat me…”

“So ‘Robyn’ it is for you, then.”

This earned him a dissatisfied frown.

“Would you rather I refer to you as ‘Robyn-With-A-Y’?”

A reluctant head shake.

“So ‘Robyn’ it is, then!”

The newly christened Robyn pouted.

And as Robin grinned with satisfaction at being the one to keep his name, there was one thought in his mind. 

Damn, she’s pretty cute. 

And as soon as he realized what he was thinking, Robin was overcome with a wave of confusion and shame. How could he even think such things? For all intents and purposes, this was basically him, but a girl! Granted, a pretty cute girl with twintails and her little pout, but still basically himself. 

Robin tried to force himself to think of something else, but his eyes kept on circling back to his female counterpart, examining her in more detail. More specifically, Robin was looking at her body and wondering (after noting her good taste in fashion) how she looked underneath that baggy coat. He could see a vague outline of her body under there, and a bit of her breasts if he squinted…

Wait, no. No! Robin was not going to have lewd thoughts about his female self! That’d be weird and perverted and… weird! 

Robin tried to look away and turn away as he felt the heat rising to his face, but as he was fighting with his impure thoughts, he couldn’t help but peek over to what Robyn was doing during this awkward silence, and he was surprised to see that she was also looking away. Wait, was she also blushing? Did that mean…?  

Well, they did share a lot in common (being the same person in all but gender), but did that extend to them sharing thoughts and intentions? It sounded crazy, but then everything about Askr was crazy. Hell, they weren’t even the only ones in this situation! This definitely called for an experiment. 

Robin, not looking at his counterpart, tentatively raised his hand in the air. And if his guess was right, then…

Slowly turning his head, he saw Robyn, looking directly at him, her hand also raised in the air. 

A pregnant pause ensued while the two tacticians stared at each other, processing this information. 

“So.”

“So…” 

Knowing that she had the same thoughts as he did dashed any shame Robin had, so he decided to openly undress his female self with his eyes, safe in the knowledge that she was doing the same. 

But why not take it a step further? 

Robin’s hands went up to undo his coat as he watched his female counterpart do the same, their eyes never leaving each other. 

The coats hit the ground at the same time. The boots came undone next. Then the pants. Then the shirts. 

Robin’s heart was beating faster with every passing minute. Once he saw his female counterpart in nothing in her underclothes, his blood immediately shot down south.

“Someone likes what he sees,” Robyn giggled, seeing her counterpart’s growing erection. 

“I can probably say the same thing about you,” Robin replied.

“And you would be right. Let’s not keep each other waiting, shall we?” 

With that, both tacticians swiftly discarded the last of their clothing. 

Robin’s anticipation was right—his female self had a great figure: slim, yet with outlines of muscle here and there to reflect the fact that she used melee weapons (at least before being summoned and confined to tomes in Askr, for whatever reason). Average-sized breasts, but round, shapely, and with hardening nipples. Robyn had a cute face and a great body, and judging from what he was experiencing, she was probably enjoying his figure as much as he was enjoying hers. 

A moment of silence passed as the two tacticians admired each other before they each, with the same thought passing their minds at the same time, quickly closed the distance between them and started making out. It was clumsy, sloppy, needy, but neither of them cared. Their tongues were busy while their hands roamed each other’s body, touching, groping, exploring. 

Robyn moaned into the kiss as she felt Robin’s hands squeeze her breasts and play with her nipples. 

Robin groaned as he felt Robyn’s hands massage his shaft. 

Just as he was about to lose control, push Robyn down on the floor and fuck her brains out, she pulled away. 

“What—?” 

“I have a little idea,” she said, a sultry smile on her face. “A little fantasy of mine… and yours, if I had to wager.”  

“You don’t mean…”

Robin’s gaze immediately snapped to his desk. He was but a man, and in Ylisse he was a man surrounded by some very attractive women. Naturally Robin couldn’t help but fantasize about them, and one of his favorite fantasies involved his desk. There was just something naughty about having sex at his workstation that really got Robin going. He would be speaking with his friends or nobles, and none of them would be the wiser that the desk they were standing around was also where he pinned Cordelia down and fucked her brains out, or that there was a huge (and unseen) stain from when Sumia came as he ate her out, or that it was where he bent Maribelle over and fucked her noble ass like some common whore. The women changed, but the scenario was always the same. Of course, it was usually nothing more than just a (really hot) fantasy. Until now. 

Now Robin watched as his cute female counterpart leaned back against his desk, hopped on, spread her legs and used her fingers to present her pussy to him. 

“Come on, you. I know you must want this as much as I do.” 

Holy Naga, Robyn was usually pretty cute, but now she had such a naughty, lewd expression on her face and her voice was just so damn seductive and her pussy was absolutely soaked and— 

Robin’s cock twitched with excitement. 

Not wanting to waste any more time, he quickly approached his female counterpart, grabbed her legs and… briefly paused to consider how to proceed. That pause lasted only a few seconds before he decided to just fuck her without reservation. After all, she probably wanted it as much as he did, and if he was so ready, then so was she. 

With that reassuring thought in his mind, Robin pulled back and thrust forward, burying his entire shaft in Robyn’s eager pussy in one motion. 

Both tacticians let out a simultaneous, depraved moan as their hips connected. 

“Oh gods…” 

Robyn’s pussy felt amazing. She was so wet that Robin didn’t have any trouble sliding all the way in. Her inner walls were clinging to his cock, but she was loose enough so that Robin’s sheathing himself inside her in one swift motion didn’t hurt her. In fact, it only added to the pleasure… for both of them. 

Robin pausing after having hilted himself inside her gave Robyn the chance to adjust to the feeling of him completely inside her, as well as revel in the pleasure just like her male counterpart. His cock was just the right size for her: big enough so that she felt so incredibly full, but not so big that she felt like she was being torn apart. They were practically perfect for each other, which made a perverse sort of sense. 

“You feel incredible,” Robin groaned. 

“Mmm, right back at you.” Robyn wiggled on the desk. “But I hope you’re planning to do more than just stand there.” 

“I’m just giving you time to adjust.” 

“My, aren’t you a gentleman.” 

“I always put the ladies first.” Robin grinned. “But now that we’ve both had some time to get used to each other, let’s…” 

Robyn whined when she felt her counterpart pull out of her, but the disappointment was short-lived as Robin pushed his cock into her again, faster this time. 

“Oh Naga that feels good…” 

“Pick up the pace,” Robyn commanded. The slow pace was all well and good, but she was ready for so much more. “Go harder and faster.” 

“Bossy, aren’t we?” 

“Don’t tell me you want to go this slow for the entire time.” 

She had a point. By this time Robin was just about ready to fuck Robyn until the desk broke. And that smirk only made Robin want to rise up to the challenge. She certainly had attitude, which made Robin briefly wonder if he was like that…

“Okay. Since you asked so nicely…”  

Licking his lips, Robin again pulled out all the way before ramming his cock back into Robyn’s welcoming pussy, but this time he didn’t stop. Not giving her time to say anything else, Robin quickly established a quick, punishing rhythm, hammering his counterpart’s cunt with increasingly powerful thrusts. 

“Yessss…!” Robyn threw her head back, each thrust sending jolts of pleasure straight through her. 

“Gods… Hah! Are you always so… ugh… horny…?” 

“Only as much… mmmm… as you are…” 

Robyn couldn’t say anything else. The sensations of Robin’s cock slamming into her wet and ready pussy reducing her to a mess of moans and groans. Robin could see the saliva dripping from her mouth as she grit her teeth and matched his thrusts with her own. And she wasn’t the only one feeling absolute bliss from their little encounter. Just as Robyn was getting stuffed with cock, Robin was equally enjoying how her cunt squeezed his shaft every time he slammed it in her. And while he fucked her without hesitation of restraint, Robin could look down and enjoy the sight of her cute face, the lewd sounds coming out of her mouth and how her face was twisted with raw pleasure. But what he enjoyed most was her breasts, so round and perky, and how they moved with each thrust. 

“Hngh…!” Robyn groaned when her opposite gender counterpart bottomed out inside her and gently squeezed her breasts. 

“Oh yeah, these are nice…” Robin said appreciatively, thumbing her nipples. 

“A-ah…” 

“Heh. Sensitive?” Robin grinned, feeling Robyn’s pussy clench when he played with her nipples. 

“Haaah, just a little bit,” Robyn replied, the little jolts of pleasure from the stimulation of her nipples causing her body to shiver. “Not used to anyone playing with them…” 

“How can anyone resist these? They’re so nice and firm and lovely. They just make me want to…!” 

“H-ha!” Robyn’s body jerked as Robin suddenly started fucking her again. She didn’t know how she managed to not cum all this time, but Robin fucking her right now while playing with her breasts quickly made her aware of her impending orgasm.

“Yes! Yes! Fuck me harder! I’m almost…!” 

“Hngh… me too…!” 

Neither of them knew who came first. Maybe it was Robyn, feeling that final, powerful thrust push her over the edge. Maybe it was Robin, the feeling of his counterpart’s pussy so tightly clinging to his cock too much to resist. Either way, Robin threw his head back as he hilted himself in Robyn’s cunt and filled her with his thick cum, and Robyn let out a loud, throaty moan, desperately clutching the edge of the desk as she came. 

Their simultaneous orgasms seemed to last for a blissful eternity. 

Once Robin was finished filling Robyn’s womb with his seed, he stumbled back to a nearby chair, his legs weak from the intensity of his orgasm. Robyn, meanwhile, still lay on his desk, her legs spread lewdly and her pussy leaking Robin’s cum. 

“Oh Naga…” Robin breathed. “That was…” 

“Mmm, amazing.” Robyn slowly got up and sat up on the desk.

“Amazing.” 

The two tacticians sat in silence, eyes roaming over each other’s bodies. 

“So… does this count as sex or masturbation?” Robin asked. 

“Does it matter? All I know is that it felt great.” 

“Heh, no argument here.” 

“...Do you think the others do this?” Robyn asked suddenly. 

“Who else?” 

“You know. There are others. Like us, I mean. People who have the same name and seem to be identical in all but gender?” 

“Oh yeah. Weird to think we’re not the only ones in this situation,” Robin said. His mind then immediately went to a certain professor and her outfit that did little to hide her breasts and even less to hide her fantastic ass. 

“You’re thinking about one of them right now, aren’t you?” 

“What? No I’m not,” Robin said automatically. 

“You should know better than to lie to yourself. Not only do I think the same thing, but…” Robyn smirked, pointing. 

Following her gaze, Robin looked down to see his cock, slowly becoming erect again. 

“Okay, fine. But can you blame me? I mean, did you see her outfit?” 

“I did, although I think her male counterpart looks better. Dressed more modestly, but has to have a killer body underneath those clothes of his…” 

“Hm.”

Both tacticians were silent, each imagining what their respective opposite gender subject would look like undressed. Naturally Robin had more to work with. 

“Hey, why do we have to imagine?” Robyn said suddenly. 

“What?” 

“I mean, instead of wondering, we can just go for it.” 

“Go for… what, exactly?” 

“Come on. Look at us. A little time here together and we’re already like this. They have to have the same thoughts, right? I bet you they’re all having sex with each other just as we are!” 

“That’s a bold bet to make.” 

“And if they’re not, then that leaves an opening for us.” 

“We have sex one time and now you’re thinking of jumping on the others in our situation?” Robin asked dubiously. 

“Think of it as a… science experiment,” Robyn said innocently. “We just have to find out whether the others have some weird thought link thing with their opposite gender selves like we do. And if their thoughts lead them to think that their opposite gender selves are pretty hot. And if that drives them to have sex with each other. And if our investigation leads us to sleeping with them too? Well, that’s just a happy coincidence, of course.” 

“So it’s all in the name of science, huh?” 

“Of course. We just have to have sex with the others in our situation. For science,” Robyn said. She then grinned. “Besides, I bet I can sleep with my counterparts before you can yours.” 

Robin knew that this was bait, but that smug grin on his female counterpart’s face made him take it just to prove her wrong. 

“Challenge accepted.” 

“Good. I look forward to discussing our findings and beating you. Oh, and also...” Robyn approached the chair Robin was sitting in. “This thing between us? It’s definitely happening more than once.” 

“Oh yeah?”

“Oh yeah.” Robyn climbed on the chair and positioned herself over Robin’s now-erect cock. “Unless you have any objections, that is.” 

While one of Robin’s first thoughts when he saw his alternate opposite gender self was that she was really cute, seeing her now, with her bare body right in front of him, he only had one thought on his mind. 

Damn, she’s pretty hot.

“Of course not.” 

“Good.” 

Robyn nodded, smiled, and without further ado, lowered herself onto Robin’s cock. 

Notes:

Can you guess who's first on the list?

Chapter 2: Hot for Professor

Summary:

After their little bet, Robin sets his sights on Byleth and goes for the more direct approach.

As a career tactician, Robin liked to solve life’s problems like he solved military ones: by gathering intelligence, drafting complicated plans to take into account all possible unexpected variables, and executing said plans with ruthless efficiency to complete as many of his objectives as possible with the fewest moves. There was also the part about trying to save as many of his side’s lives as possible, but that was more of a "military problem’" issue rather than a "real life problem" issue. 

The main point was that meticulous planning was key to any success, and part of that was knowing your enemy. Well, in Robin’s case it was less "enemy" and more "woman that you're planning to sleep with," but the concept was the same. So applying this approach to his real life problem, Robin devoted himself to researching his latest subject. And what he learned from asking around was (besides the fact that this monastery that he heard so much about was in need of a dire rehaul in vetting procedures if they could take some random mercenary with no prior teaching experience whatsoever and just appoint her to a teaching position without even doing a cursory background check) that Byleth, the so-called Ashen Demon, was someone who on the outside seemed devoid of emotions (although her students were adamant that she did have them). Apparently she was also a terror on the battlefield, cutting down enemies with cold efficiency and lack of emotion (hence the moniker). Given the above, she was very difficult to read, but perceptive at the same time… and apparently an emotional crutch to some people?

So Robin had a general idea of her personality, despite the apparent paradoxical nature of his investigations. At the same time, he decided to get more personal experience by teaming up with Byleth, both on and off the battlefield. It wasn’t hard to convince The Summoner, since apparently they covered each other’s weaknesses very nicely. Thus Robin took part in some sorties with The Ashen Demon herself to see with his own eyes how much of what he heard was fact and how much was fiction. 

On the battlefield Byleth did indeed fight with an eerily calm and cold demeanor, so Robin could see where she got that whole “Ashen Demon” nickname. She also wasn’t that different off the battlefield—steady, unfazed, polite but aloof. Robin made sure to try and get some sparring sessions as well as other activities with her and quickly found that she was much more comfortable listening than talking. He supposed that it was easy to be seen as perceptive if you let everyone around you do the talking. 

While Robin’s normal approach would've been to try and come up with an elaborate plan to get Byleth to sleep with him, a good tactician knew that sometimes the best approach was to take your forces and charge the enemy head-on. 

“...I beg your pardon?” 

Which is exactly what he decided to do. 

“Have you ever had relations of a sexual nature before?” Robin asked again. 

To hell with subtlety and establishing a groundwork for relations. Byleth’s lack of visible emotions made it hard to judge what she thought anyway, so Robin figured he might as well take the shortest, bluntest route possible. The upside was that Byleth’s lack of emotions extended to potentially awkward situations… like her acquaintance/battle partner suddenly asking her a very personal and inappropriate question. Where others would have recoiled in shock, given him a look of equal parts surprise and/or disgust, or outright slapped him across the face, Byleth’s only visible reaction to Robin’s question was to raise an eyebrow slightly. 

“I… can’t say I have.” 

Her honest response (and lack of any other reaction) to his brazen question gave Robin the courage and confidence to continue down this path.

“Would you like to?” 

The brow went higher. 

“Are you propositioning me?” 

“Maybe a little.” Robin grinned cheekily. “Look, I’m a man and you’re a woman. I think you’re pretty hot and think that casual sexual relations between us will be beneficial.” 

Robin didn’t think that he ever charged forward so recklessly (or bluntly) into anything before. But Byleth wasn’t running away or preparing to slap him, so he just kept going. 

“How so?” 

Funnily (or luckily) enough, she seemed genuinely curious as to what he had to say. 

“For one, it’ll increase our efficiency on the battlefield.” 

Byleth remained silent, waiting for an explanation. 

“We make effective partners, yes? Imagine how much more effective we would be if we were sleeping together. Like, you’d work extra hard to protect the one who makes you feel so good on a daily basis.” 

“A daily basis?” 

“I can keep up if you can,” Robin said, grinning. “Besides, I heard you were a teacher of some sort back in your world, right? Teaching the youth of tomorrow how to build a better tomorrow and all that? I’d imagine that sexual education and how their bodies work would be one of those things you’d be teaching your students. So how can you teach about the fundamentals of sex and their bodies if you don’t have first-hand experience yourself?” 

Byleth remained silent, contemplating Robin’s words.

“Besides, it’ll feel really, really good.” 

A powerful closing statement to sell his argument. 

Byleth had a faraway look in her eyes, like there was something going on in her head. Robin hoped that she was considering his proposal and appreciated how direct he was being, otherwise he’d have to fall back on—

“...Okay.” 

“Huh?” 

“Okay,” she repeated, nodding. “You make a compelling argument. I accept your proposition.” 

“Oh.” 

“You seem surprised,” Byleth observed. 

“What? Of course not! I totally expected you to agree to my well thought-out and reasonable arguments for this.” 

It was true. Robin decided to go with the most high risk, high reward plan in the hopes that it’d work, although he also had contingencies in case of a highly probable failure.

“Then you have succeeded. It helps that I also find you fairly attractive.” 

It was Robin's turn to raise a brow at the unexpected compliment. The edges of Byleth’s mouth moved upward just a little bit. Was that a smile? Did she just…? 

“Given how authoritatively you have spoken on the subject, I assume that you have experience in this area?” 

“You can say that. Here and there,” Robin said modestly. It was true, even if it was mostly him and his female counterpart fucking each other senseless for the past few… days? Weeks? He lost count at this point. 

“Then I will let you take the lead and look forward to being educated on this subject.” 

“I promise you I won’t disappoint. So. Let’s take this somewhere more private, shall we?” 

---

So now they were both in Robin’s room, sharing their first kiss. 

“That was… pleasant,” Byleth said, once they separated.

“Oh, it’s going to get a lot better,” Robin promised, slowly pushing Byleth until she was sitting up on his bed. Her armor was already discarded, so it was just a matter of removing her top. Robin had to contain his excitement as he lifted the garment over her head to reveal what he was looking forward to seeing all this time: her breasts. He could already feel himself getting hard as he watched those big, magnificent breasts spill out from the confines of her top. Those breasts were partly why Robin aimed for Byleth almost as soon as he made his bet with his female counterpart, except now they were in front of him in all their glory, and they looked as good as Robin imagined them. 

Biting his lip in anticipation, Robin slowly lifted his hands to fondle those perfect mounds in front of him. 

“So soft and supple…” 

Byleth’s breathing became heavier as she felt Robin continued to pay attention to her chest. 

Although he wanted nothing more than to keep fondling Byleth’s perky breasts, seeing her pink nipples right there triggered some primal part of Robin's mind. Without thinking, he leaned down and took one in his mouth. 

Byleth’s breath hitched and she unconsciously leaned back, pushing more of her chest out to Robin. He didn’t mind, of course, being busy sucking and running his tongue over the nipple in his mouth. 

When Robin switched his attention to her other breast, Byleth shivered as she felt the cold air against her chest. Her nipples hardened and she felt goosebumps on her skin. Robin’s constant (and enthusiastic) attention to her breasts was starting to awaken new, unknown-yet-very-pleasant sensations inside her. There was a growing heat between her legs and it was slowly spreading throughout her body. Byleth gasped quietly when she felt Robin’s teeth grazing her nipple, the sensation sending a pleasurable shiver down her spine. Whatever Robin was doing to her, she knew that she wanted more. And soon. 

As if sensing her Byleth’s increasing arousal, Robin reluctantly pulled away from her marvelous chest and put his hand on her shoulder, gently pushing her down on the bed. Once Byleth was on her back, Robin eagerly moved his hands down and removed her shorts and stockings, thereby stripping his partner of all her clothing. 

Godsdamn, Byleth was so fucking hot. Her usual attire left little to the imagination, but the real thing was just so much better. 

“Are you just going to stare?” Byleth asked, her tone unexpectedly playful. 

“Just trying to commit this scene to memory.” 

Byleth took a deep breath as she felt Robin drag his finger from her chest, down her stomach and stop just above her soaking slit. 

“I see you’re looking forward to this,” he observed. 

“Am I?” 

Byelth inhaled sharply when she felt Robin slid his finger past her lower lips and into her.

“I’d say you are.” 

Robin continued to slowly pump his finger in and out of Byleth’s pussy, coating it with her arousal and eliciting little gasps from her. 

“Okay. I’d say that was enough foreplay.” 

Robin withdrew his finger and quickly shed his clothes. 

Byleth was dizzy, overwhelmed by all the pleasurable sensations Robin was eliciting from her. Feeling something against her sex, she looked down and saw Robin standing between her legs, his cock fully erect and its tip right against her entrance. 

“Are you ready?” 

Byleth nodded slowly, not knowing what to expect but looking forward to it nonetheless. If Robin’s fingers made her feel so good, having his fat cock inside her could feel— 

“Hngh…!” 

Her thoughts were interrupted once she felt Robin pushing himself inside her. His fingers were one thing, but his cock was so much bigger and… and…!

Robin grit his teeth. Damn, Byleth was so much tighter than Robyn! She was wet, sure, but even still, the way her walls gripped and squeezed his shaft as she pushed it deeper inside her was just unreal. It was warm. It was…

“So… good…!” Robin groaned as he finally bottomed out inside that incredibly tight pussy. 

Byleth’s head was swimming. Having never even masturbated before, she went straight to taking Robin’s length in one, slow go. And now that he was fully buried inside her, she could feel every bit of his cock, from every vein to every twitch. Having such a large thing inside her made Byleth feel so full, so stuffed, so… 

“Amazing…” 

That made Robin grin. Looking down, he saw his partner was biting her lip, her eyes half closed, probably getting used to his shaft inside her. 

“And we’re just getting started.” 

Byleth was still adjusting to the feeling of Robin’s cock inside her when he pulled out, making her to groan. Once only the tip was inside her, Robin again, slowly and methodically, pushed back inside her. 

If Byleth thought that the first time he penetrated her was intense, the second time was no different. Feeling his cock pushing itself into her pussy again sent waves of pleasure throughout her body. If this continued, then…! 

“Hngh!” Robin grit his teeth. He had just hilted himself inside Byleth for the third time when her pussy suddenly clamped down on his cock. If he thought Byleth was tight before, this felt like she was trying to squeeze his seed out of him! It was almost enough to make him cum right then and there.

Robin looked down, about to ask Byleth what was wrong, but stopped. What he saw was the stoic mercenary, the Ashen Demon, with her eyes shut, her hands gripping the sheets beneath her while her body trembled. It almost looked like she… Wait a minute… 

“Did… did you just cum?” 

“I… Mmm…  Maybe a little…” Byleth said, after her apparent orgasm subsided. “Is that a problem?” 

“No. I’m just… surprised, I guess. It was so sudden.” 

“Do you want me to warn you next time?” 

Robin tried to figure out if she was serious. Her completely neutral facial expression made it hard to tell…

“...That was a joke,” Byleth said after a while. 

“Ah. I see. Very funny.” 

“I thought it was appropriate.” Byleth shrugged, a small, impish grin on her face. “Now, I hope we’re not done with our little lesson in sexual education.” 

“What—?” 

“Because,” she continued, wrapping her legs around Robin’s waist and pulling him closer to her, “I am so looking forward to learning more.” 

Truth be told, Robin lost a bit of his momentum in the last few minutes, but having Byleth pull him further inside her and seeing her eyes burning with desire and her voice sounding so sultry got him hard again very quickly. 

“Then let’s let the lesson continue.” 

“Yes, let’s.” Byleth unwrapped her legs. “And let’s ramp up the pace, shall we?” 

“Really?” 

“This is a lesson, is it not? You have shown what it feels like taking it slow, but now I want you to... how do they say it?" Byleth pretended to think for a minute before she looked back with a devious expression on her face. "Fuck me.” 

“Oh Naga...” Robin's cock throbbed at that request. "As you wish." 

Grinning, he gripped Byleth’s wide hips and began thrusting inside her, quickly picking up the pace. Soon the room was filled with the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh, grunts and moans. Well, Byleth’s grunts and Robin’s moans. What Robin noted was that Byleth’s lack of visible emotions extended to the bedroom. While Robyn made her pleasure very vocally known, it seemed like the most he could get out of Byleth were little grunts and gasps. That made it a bit hard to tell if Byleth was enjoying herself or not, but Robin guessed that it was more the latter given how hard her pussy clung to his shaft and the look on her face. 

Eventually Robin quickly established a rapid tempo and was fucking Byleth like he really wanted to. It wasn’t the raw, hard pounding that he was used to with Robyn, but it was good enough. And Robin didn’t need to go all in like he did for Robyn to cum. Byleth felt and was different enough for him to get closer to his limit even with this (relatively) leisurely rhythm. Besides, from his position he could watch how Byleth’s breasts jiggled every time he thrust into her, which definitely got him worked up. 

While Robin was ramping up to his climax, Byleth’s senses were overwhelmed by the increased pace. Coming off her previous orgasm, she felt everything more intensely. Every thrust from Robin sent a tidal wave of pure pleasure crashing against her. Byleth was lost in a sea of absolute bliss, quickly racing toward another mind-blowing climax. Judging by Robin’s ragged breathing, the increased urgency of this thrusts and the way his cock throbbed inside her, he was close too. And she couldn’t wait. 

“Do it,” Byleth breathed. 

“Hngh… what…?” 

“Inside me. I want to feel everything…” 

Robin groaned. Damn, was Byleth just really slutty under that Ashen Demon exterior of hers? He knew that he would be done in a few thrusts. Robin looked down and seeing Byleth’s large breasts right there in front of him gave him an idea. With his last thrust, Robin dropped to his elbows, paced his hands on those beautiful mounds, and squeezed. The feeling of his fingers digging into those big, soft breasts was just the thing Robin needed as he finally erupted inside Byleth’s welcoming pussy. 

The sudden pressure on her chest was what got a surprised, lusty moan from the mercenary. Already drowning in a sea of pleasure, Robin’s hands suddenly squeezing her sensitive breasts was enough to trigger another intense orgasm. Byleth’s mind was aware of the pleasant feeling of Robin’s warm seed flooding her womb, and she instinctively closed her legs around his waist to pull him closer against herself. 

Once Robin’s orgasm subsided and he shot the last of his cum inside Byleth’s cunt, he sighed and placed his head on her chest and those pillowy mounds. Gods, they felt incredible…

Byleth was the first to speak once she could think straight. 

“That was…” 

“Pleasurable enough, I hope?” 

“Pleasurable enough.” 

“Good.” 

Byleth’s legs loosened their grip as Robin pulled away and slowly sat up. He had to admit that seeing the Ashen Demon below him, her legs lewdly spread, his seed dripping out of her cunt, her body covered in sweat and her breasts rising and falling with her breathing, was pretty hot. It was also a boost to his ego.

At least he made a good first impression. 

“Mmm…” Byleth sighed contentedly, eventually closed her legs and sat up in the bed. “So. What now?” 

“Now?” 

“Are we done?” 

“Well—”

“Because if not, I’m still ready for more.” 

Damn. Robin thought that he’s have to start slow with Byleth, but it seemed that she had more stamina and libido that he gave her credit for. 

“I’m game if you are. Just give me a sec here…” he said, indicating to his flaccid cock. 

“Ah. I see.” Byleth seemed to think about something. “Let me see if I can’t help with that.” 

“What do you—” Robin was interrupted when Byleth crawled over to him and took his shaft in her hand. Without warning, she started gently stroking it. 

“I’ve actually done some reading on this subject,” she said casually. 

“O-oh yeah?” Robin managed to say, Byleth’s actions having their desired effect on him. 

“Mmm.” The mercenary nodded. “Happened to come across some books at the monastery. Took a read through them out of curiosity. Who knew that that seemingly useless knowledge would come in handy?” 

“How do you mea—Aahhhh…” The rest of Robin’s sentence devolved into a moan as Byleth removed her hand, leaned down and took his cock in her mouth without hesitation. The fact that it was still covered in their juices didn’t seem to deter her as she massaged it with her tongue before starting to bob her head up and down his shaft. 

Damn. Here Robin was thinking he’d take it slow with Byleth, and now she was giving him head after asking him for another round. It was an unexpected development, but by no means and unwelcome one. 

Robin didn’t have much time to think about it as Byleth abruptly pulled away. 

“There we are. Are you ready now?” 

“You work fast,” Robin quipped, his cock now fully erect. 

“I like to be efficient,” Byleth said with a completely straight face. Then, without warning, she put her hand on Robin’s chest and pushed him down on the bed before quickly straddling him. 

“Taking charge already?” 

“Do you object?” Byleth asked, her still-drenched entrance hovering right above the tip of his cock. 

“Not at all. Just taken by surprise, is all." 

“I find ambushing the enemy to be an effective tactic.” 

“A woman after my own heart.”

“Not your heart.” 

Before Robin could respond, Byleth brought herself down, causing both of them to moan as she speared herself on Robin’s cock in one fluid motion. 

“Ngh!”

Robin thought that his eyes would bulge out of his head. The suddenness of Byleth’s warm and tight pussy all around his cock and her walls clamping around it all in one swift motion sent a torrent of sudden pleasure shooting right through him. 

For Byleth, the pleasure was equally intense, but she reveled in it. She felt as if she was going to be split in two, this position allowing Robin’s cock to hit the deepest parts of her womb. It was painful, but also so very, very good…

Not wanting to slow down, Byleth rose until his cock slipped out of her before she dropped down and impaled herself again, letting out a shaky breath as their hips joined. Byleth put her hands on Robin’s chest to steady herself and she lifted herself up again and established a forceful, frenetic rhythm riding him. 

The tactician was overwhelmed. He fucked Robyn, sure, and she did ride him on occasion, but Byleth was something else. She fucked herself on his cock like a woman possessed, with a hunger and intensity that took Robin completely by surprise. It was as if she had a fire burning inside her and the only way to put it out was to ride him as hard and as fast as she could, not that Robin was complaining. The squelching sound of their hips joining was drowned out by Robin’s moans and Byleth’s gasps. In his ecstasy, Robin noted that Byleth was being louder than before, even if it was just by a little bit. It seemed that this position did something for her. 

This new position also allowed Robin to witness from a new angle how those big breasts that first captivated him jiggled and bounced. They were there, right above his face every time she slammed herself down on his cock or lifted herself off. And again, Robin couldn’t resist reaching up. 

Byleth gasped when she felt Robin’s hands on her breasts and slowed her pace, but this respite lasted only for a brief moment as Robin fondling her chest sent new ripples of pleasure through her, which only encouraged her to chase her own orgasm by spurring her to ride him harder. 

Robin was never going to last very long under such an intense assault. Feeling his limit rapidly approaching, Robin waited until Byleth started lowering herself on his cock again when he thrust his hips upward to meet her. Matching her with his own thrusts, Robin sat himself upright and, feeling his imminent orgasm, wrapped his arms around Byleth’s waist, took a breast in his mouth and instinctively bit down. 

Robin suddenly thrusting his hips caught Byleth by surprise and sent a jolt of pleasure shooting through her. On the verge of her own orgasm after having so urgently chased it, Robin’s mouth on her breasts and the sudden pain from his teeth and the feeling of his warm seed filling her was enough to—! 

Byleth cried out and threw her head back, her body trembling as her latest orgasm tore through her. 

While they were both in the midst of their climaxes, Robin at some point couldn’t hold himself up and fell backward. Without him there to hold her, Byleth collapsed on top of him. Neither of them said anything for a while, basking in their afterglows. 

“Mmm. That was pretty intense…” Robin breathed. 

“It was certainly something,” Byleth agreed, slowly pushing herself off the prone tactician to lie beside him. She then idly rubbed her breast. “And this was certainly unexpected.” 

“...Sorry about that,” Robin said sheepishly. “I was caught in the moment and your chest was right in front of me and it was a spur in the moment thing. Did I hurt you?” 

“It was a good hurt. Definitely made the end more intense. And I don’t think you bit hard enough to do any damage.” 

"I'm glad to hear that." 

“So this was our first lesson in sexual education, was it?” 

“It was.” 

“One of many, I hope.” 

Robin turned his head to give Byleth a quizzical look. 

“I hope you don’t intend to leave me after only one lesson. I have so many questions and so much more to learn in this field if I am to impart this wisdom to my students when I get back to my world.” 

“It would be a shame to let you go with gaps in your knowledge,” Robin said thoughtfully. “I suppose we can continue our lessons together so that you’re thoroughly educated in this subject.” 

“Good. I look forward to learning with you.” 

Although Robin made a bet with his female counterpart, there was probably no harm in spending more time with Byleth. For purely altruistic reasons, of course. 

Notes:

Sothis probably had a few choice words for Byleth during and after this encounter.

And next on the list is...

Chapter 3: CherShez La Femme

Summary:

Shez barges into Robin's office with a demand. Robin has no qualms about obliging.

As a career tactician, Robin was used to ambush tactics. He could also confidently say that he wasn’t a fan. Successful ambushes were great when they worked, but it just required a bit too much luck. Robin could get the planning down, but keeping a lid on it and ensuring that his plans didn’t leak to the enemy was something that needed more effort to contain, which is why Robin didn’t rely on ambush tactics too much. 

Robin was also used to ambush tactics being used against him, which was never fun. He could handle it, but the added stress of suddenly facing waves of enemy reinforcements flooding out of nearby castles and immediately attacking his forces was something he could generally do without. But that was in the military sphere, which was an area in which he excelled. Getting ambushed in real life was a lot less deadly but potentially equally unpleasant. 

“...I beg your pardon?”

And the current ambush involved a certain purple-haired mercenary barging into his office and asking some very direct questions. 

“Don’t try to deny it. I know that you and Byleth have a thing going on,” Shez said, crossing her arms and standing in front of Robin’s desk. 

“Not that it’s any of your business, but Byleth and I have a… relationship, yes,” the tactician said slowly. 

“Actually, it kinda is my business by virtue of it involving Byleth.”

“What?” 

“Did you know that Byleth and I have history?” 

“I did not.” 

That much was true. Although he probably should’ve looked into Shez given the similarity of their situations, Robin didn’t have much of a chance to do his investigating and planning because he was… otherwise preoccupied, of late. And the main reason for that was Byleth. 

After their little “sexual education session” together, the mercenary-turned-professor seemed willing to continue their little arrangement. Robin obviously had no complaints and thought that it would be a casual affair, them going about their usual business and seeing each other once in a while. 

Oh, how wrong he was. 

Robin didn’t know what happened after that day they spent together, but it seemed as though that day had awakened Byleth’s otherwise dormant/non-existent libido, which, after such a prolonged period of being neglected, was intense and insatiable. What that meant for Robin was that he and Byleth ended up having sex almost every day. Whether it was after a skirmish, or in the evening after everyone retired to their chambers, or even if they passed each other in the hallway, one way or the other they would end up sloppily making out, their bodies pressed together and their hands quickly undoing each other’s clothes before fucking like rabbits. Robin probably should’ve been more worried how quickly he discarded his plans of the moment in order to fuck Byleth, but he was a simple man with simple desires. Byleth had a great rack and a fantastic ass and her clothes emphasized all her best features. If she wasn’t pulling him into a nearby closet to make out, then he was pushing her up against a tree or a wall to plunge his cock into her eager pussy. 

So the constant having sex with Byleth kind of threw all of Robin’s plans into the air. As a result, he had no idea who he wanted to focus on next, how he would do so, and no information on the mercenary currently occupying his office. 

“Well we do,” Shez said. “I consider her to be my rival, actually.” 

“Okay…” 

“Because she had a reputation back in our world as one of the best mercenaries around. Even had a cool nickname. We’ve had some encounters before being summoned to Askr, and I know firsthand how good she is. But as a fellow/rival mercenary, I need to be better than my competition, even if my competition is the Ashen Demon herself!” 

“Right. And this relates to me because…?” 

“Because my goal is to be better than her in any and every way, be that fighting, tactics, or satisfying my partner in bed.” 

“Right…” Robin was no closer to understanding why Shez was here, telling him all this. “So you, what, are going to get yourself a boyfriend so you can have him compare notes with me or something?” 

“What? Why would you even say that? That’s just weird. No, I came here to prove to you that I’m better than Byleth in bed.” 

“What—” 

“Don’t try to deny it. I saw how often you both snuck off somewhere for a while and had such satisfied looks on your faces when you came back.” 

“That doesn’t—”

“I’ve seen how you rail Byleth.” 

“How—”

“Like yesterday, behind the bushes? You guys aren’t as subtle as you think you are.” 

Robin cursed under his breath. Succumbing to his baser instincts was making him sloppy. Not that there was anything wrong with his relationship with Byleth, but he could do without all the potential rumors. 

“Yeah. I’ve seen you two. And I know for a fact that despite all of your encounters, you have never taken Byleth in the ass.”

“Never taken…? Just how long were you watching us?!” 

“Long enough.” Shez shrugged. “And I can prove I’m better right now by allowing you to do what you haven’t done with Byleth.” 

To prove that she was serious, Shez started undoing the buttons of her top. 

“So, Master Tactician, are you going to let me show you a good time?” 

Robin was stunned, not expecting this development today. Or ever. Was this how Byleth felt when he ambushed her with his proposition? His mind managed to pull itself together when Shez pulled her top over her head. 

“A very bold plan you have here, Shez,” Robin said, his eyes immediately going to her chest.  

“Sometimes the direct approach is the most effective one.” 

“Of course, your entire plan rides on the assumption that I would agree to this proposal.” 

“Oh, you’ll agree,” Shez stated confidently, a smug grin on her face as she saw Robin’s eyes on her breasts. “I’m a pretty good judge of character, you know.”

“Oh yeah?” 

“Yeah. And I think,” Shez continued, having taken off her boots and now reaching for her pants, “that you won’t object to a pretty girl asking you to fuck her in her ass.” 

“Well that would be just plain rude.” 

“Exactly. And you’re not someone rude. So.” Shez, now fully naked, put her arm on Robin’s desk and leaned forward, a confident smile on her face. “Where do you want me?” 

Well then. Here was Shez, offering herself (and her ass) for him because of her apparent rivalry with Byleth, so who was Robin to decline her request? Besides, now that she was standing naked right in front of him, Robin got the chance to see what Shez was all about, and he liked what he saw. She had a similar physique to Byleth, also being a career mercenary and all, although the difference was that Shez’s bust wasn’t nearly as big as Byleth’s, but then again, Byleth was pretty gifted in that department. 

“Here’s as good a place as any,” Robin said. “Now why don’t you lean over my desk so we can get started?” 

“Right here at your workstation, huh?” 

“It’s hotter that way.” 

“You’re the boss.” Shez leaned down and propped herself on her elbows while Robin stood up and walked around to admire what was in front of him. 

“Damn…” 

Robin was sure that he was a tits man after having fixated on Robyn’s breasts and how Byleth’s rack always captivated him, but seeing Shez’s ass in front of him, he thought that maybe that would need re-evaluation. Because damn, did it look fine.

“Heh, someone definitely likes what he sees,” Shez said playfully, wiggling her ass. 

“Maybe someone likes what he sees a lot,” Robin replied, placing his hands on her inviting cheeks. “I’m guessing you like taking it up here?” 

“Maybe. I dunno. Never actually done it before.” 

That made Robin pause immediately. 

“Wait, really?” 

“Yeah, but it’s not a big deal or anything,” Shez said nonchalantly. 

“It kind of is.” 

“If you’re worried about prep, don’t be. I planned ahead before coming here, you know.”

“Oh yeah?” Robin asked dubiously. 

“Oh yeah. Washed myself and everything. I’m so clean down there that you can probably eat off my ass.” 

“Right…” Robin decided to tuck that little tidbit of information for later. “So you don’t even know what to expect.” 

“Robin, I’ve taken more life-threatening hits than I can count,” Shez said, looking back over her shoulder. “This is just taking something up my ass. How hard can it be?” 

“Well, harder than you might think if you’ve never done this before,” Robin said, before taking his eyes down. “I mean, you’re not even wet!” 

“Pfft, what’s that got to do with anything?” 

“Everything, actually. I, being a perfect gentleman, prefer it if my partner enjoyed our encounters as much as I do.” 

“This isn’t about enjoyment! It’s about being better than Byleth. Now are you going to fuck my ass or what?” Shez asked irritably. 

“In due course. Let me get you ready first.” 

“Hey, what’re you—Ah!” Shez almost jumped when she felt Robin’s finger rubbing along her slit. 

“Proper preparation is almost as important as the execution,” the tactician said matter-of-factly. “I suggest you relax and enjoy this.” 

“Why are you wasting time with—” 

“Besides, Byleth lets me finger her.” 

That shut down any retort Shez might’ve had. 

“And she looooves it when I do,” Robin continued, noticing the effects his actions were having. “Cums plenty, too. Think you can outlast her?” 

“I know I can!” Shez declared confidently, feeling herself get wet as Robin continued to run his finger along her lower lips. “Just try me.” 

“Don’t mind if I do.”

Now that Shez looked like she was ready, Robin slowly inserted his finger inside her, making her sigh contentedly. 

“Enjoying yourself already?” 

“Starting to.” 

“What if I do this…?” Robin asked, slowly twirling his finger. 

“Better…” 

“And this…?” 

A curl this time, followed swiftly by a soft moan. 

Robin saw that Shez was really ready now that his finger was coated with her arousal. That meant it was also time to ramp it up. He started slowly pumping his finger inside Shez’s soaking pussy before gradually picking up the pace. 

The foreplay was having the desired effect; each thrust of Robin’s finger sent a small jolt of electricity through Shez’s body. The mercenary’s breathing was quickening and she was feeling hot. Maybe this wasn’t so bad. Shez could feel her orgasm slowly building up inside her, although she’d need something more inside her than just Robin’s finger if she were to—

“Ah!”

Shez jolted forward as she felt Robin pull out and pump back in with an additional finger. 

“You… ngh… certainly know what you’re doing…” 

“I’ve learned some things, yes,” Robin said modestly. Now that he was using two fingers, he quickly increased his pace, driving them harder, faster, deeper into Shez’s cunt. 

“Oh gods…!” 

Shez wasn’t ready for the sudden change in pace. She moaned, louder this time as two fingers plunged into her core. If Robin’s leisurely pace with one finger was slowly and pleasantly building her up to her climax, two fingers were sending her careening to it. 

“Heh, I see someone’s close,” Robin noted, seeing Shez’s body tremble and noting her increasingly desperate moans. 

“S-so close…! Don’t stop…!” 

“Wouldn’t dream of it.” 

While Robin was pumping his fingers in and out of Shez’s cunt, he reached up with his other hand until…

“Hngh!” Shez’s head shot up when she felt Robin rubbing circles on her clit. Every movement sent a powerful jolt of pleasure down her spine. She couldn’t last much longer under such an assault…! 

Robin watched with satisfaction as he brought Shez over the edge. He continued to thrust his fingers into her pussy and stimulate her clit even when her body trembled and she cried out as her orgasm took her, slowing down only when he saw her climax taper off. 

“Oh gods, that was…” Shez panted, not being able to finish her sentence. 

“Aren’t you glad that we decided not to skip the foreplay?” 

“I’ll admit that you sure know what you’re doing.” Shez sighed, satisfied. “So, did I outlast Byleth?” 

“It was close. I’d have to get my hourglass to properly measure you next time to officially know. But now that we’ve had the appetizer, I think it’s time we get to the main course,” Robin said, planting his hands on Shez’s ass and slowly parting her cheeks. 

“Oh yeah. I’m definitely ready for you now.” Shez looked back to give him a confident smirk. “Give me what you got!” 

“As you wish.” 

Shez prepared herself, expecting Robin’s thick cock to penetrate her asshole. Instead, she jolted when he inserted something much smaller. 

“You’re squeezing so hard around just my finger. Are you sure you want to go through with this?” 

“Y-you just took me by surprise, is all! Just… give me a minute here…” 

Shez steadied her breathing and tried to relax her muscles to take in more of Robin’s finger. It felt weird, sure, but she was confident she’d be able to take it and his cock. She had to! Otherwise Byleth would do it first and where would that leave her? She wouldn’t be second to the Ashen Demon! 

“Okay. Let’s try to get you ready.”

“What are you talking abo—OUT!?” 

Shez yelped when she felt something else against her asshole—something warm and wet and…!

“Wh-what are you…?!” 

Like any good tactician, Robin knew when he caught his enemies unaware and when to press home his advantage. This was just such a situation. Having caught Shez completely unprepared, Robin didn’t give her the chance to gather her thoughts or object by pressing his advantage and really getting into devouring her ass. 

Although he did do increasingly more stuff with Byleth and Robyn, that didn’t yet include anything anal. Robin was certain that it was only a matter of time before they got to it, but Shez offered herself first, so he might as well do it now with her. Besides, looking at her firm and toned ass and how she so very generously prepared herself for him, he couldn’t resist indulging in his more curious side, which currently meant eating out Shez’s ass like a man starved for weeks on end. 

Shez was completely unprepared for Robin’s sudden and vicious assault, only having a general idea of what she thought would happen when she offered herself to him. Not even in her wildest dreams did she think something like this would happen, but the feeling of Robin’s wet tongue slobbering all over her asshole was driving her insane. It was frantic and weird and wild and her mind was being overwhelmed by so many alien sensations and—! 

“Hnnngh…!” 

Shez was having trouble keeping herself standing. She felt her knees shaking and her arms felt weak and Robin’s tongue was poking at her asshole and it sent incomprehensibly pleasurable tingles throughout her body and her pussy was absolutely drenched and…! 

Not being able to withstand the pressure and intensity of what she was feeling, Shez reached down with one hand and shoved three fingers into her needy cunt. Oh gods, she was so close! All she needed was a little more…! 

While Shez was trying to make sense the confusingly pleasurable sensations running through her and desperately fingering herself, Robin kept up the pace and the pressure, holding her cheeks apart while messily bringing his tongue all over her asshole. This was to prepare Shez to take his cock, true, but it was mostly to indulge his curiosity. Having never done something like this before, his interest was obviously piqued when Shez stripped and offered her ass to him. While Robin wanted to get right down to it and stick his cock into her, his more curious (and depraved) side wondered what would it be like to taste her first? He recently got to eating out Byleth’s (and then Robyn’s) pussy, which she (and Robyn) very loudly appreciated, so would it be the same for the other end too? 

The answer came when Shez’s body suddenly tensed up and she let out a loud, piercing cry as she came. 

“Well. That wasn’t so bad. Interesting taste.” Robin made some mental notes for himself when next he met up with Byleth and Robyn. “And it looks like someone enjoyed that more than I did.” 

Shez was a sweaty mess, not at all expecting Robin attacking her ass with his tongue and even less how good it would feel. She could only mumble incoherently. 

“Right. Let’s finally do what you came here to do, shall we?” 

All this foreplay and experimentation was well and good, but focusing on Shez and delaying his own gratification got Robin all pent up. His cock was painfully straining against the confines of his pants for a while now and Robin thought it was about time he got some release. So he quickly shed his pants and approached the prone mercenary. While he wanted to just fuck her now, Robin had enough sense to rub his cock along her soaked slit first. Damn, it was so warm…

“Mmm… wha…?” 

Shez slowly came to her senses. 

“Final preparations,” Robin explained, lining up his now-lubricated cock with her twitching asshole. “Hope you’re ready for this to finally happen. I know I am.” 

“Wait, just give me a moment to catch my breath he—ERE!” Shez exclaimed when she felt Robin’s shaft push past her tight sphincter. 

Robin grit his teeth as he slowly pushed himself in. He didn’t think anything compared to the tightness of Shez’s ass and how her anal walls clung to his shaft. It was a good thing he put in work with the lubrication, otherwise he didn’t think he could get past her opening!

Shez grunted and groaned as she felt Robin slowly burying himself inside her. Still feeling high from her previous anal-assisted orgasm, her head was fuzzy when Robin decided to claim her ass. Her mind registered how he was pushing his thick cock inside her back there, and how her muscles instinctively clenched at the intrusion, and how it probably should’ve hurt. Probably. But with the feeling of Robin’s tongue against her ass still fresh in her mind and how good it felt and the orgasm it led to, her senses were dull and confused, so her mind focused more on the pleasure of having her sensitive ass penetrated by this thick cock instead of any pain that might’ve caused. 

“Hnnngh…!”

And it felt so good. 

“There we are…!” Robin grunted, fully hilting himself inside Shez’s ass. With the way her anal walls hugged his cock, it took all his self restraint not to cum right then and there. No matter how much he wanted to, he wanted to at least get some thrusts in first. “How are we feeling?” 

“So good and full…!”

“Well congrats, Shez. You’ve beaten Byleth, at least when it comes to this.” 

“H-ha! I told you I’m better than her!” Shez laughed triumphantly. Whatever she was about to say was cut off by a lewd moan as Robin slowly started to pull out of her ass. Gods, her ass was so sensitive she could practically feel every detail of his cock as it moved inside her. 

“Ngh. Please tell me we’re not done yet,” she said once Robin’s shaft popped out of her ass. 

“Being greedy, aren’t we?” 

“You can’t pull out and leave me like this.” 

Robin looked down to see Shez’s pussy dripping with arousal again. 

“Being very greedy. But being a gentleman, I’ll not leave a lady unsatisfied.” 

Not to mention himself. Gods, he needed release…

“Good. Now,” Shez braced herself by leaning down and grabbing the other end of the desk, “Give it to me.”

“Glady.” 

Grabbing her waist, Robin was quick to thrust back into her needy sphincter. This time he did so faster, harder, with less restraint now that Shez was ready and he was focused on chasing his own orgasm. 

“Yessss…!” Shez cried out as Robin quickly bottomed out inside her. 

Not wasting any more time, Robin pulled out and thrust back in, quickly picking up the pace and proceeding to fuck Shez’s greedy asshole like he wanted to. 

Fuck, anal sex felt good. It was so much tighter than anything he experienced so far. The tightness was new and divine, so much different than fucking a pussy. Was this something unique to Shez or was all anal sex like this? Robin was definitely going to have to fuck Robyn’s and Byleth’s asses to compare. Maybe also fuck Shez’s pussy too, just to be thorough in his research. 

“Gods damn you have a fine ass…!” he grunted through gritted teeth. 

“Hah…! You’re damn right…! Better than—Ngh!” 

Shez was also learning something about anal sex, namely that it felt fucking incredible. She didn’t know what to expect when she barged into Robin’s office, but it certainly wasn’t how good it felt. This all started by trying to outdo Byleth, but Shez wasn’t against doing it more often if it felt this good. 

“So good… Give it to me harder…!” 

With each thrust Shez felt her body tremble and shake. If she came from Robin’s tongue and if his finger sent shivers down her spine, then being plugged by this cock sent her senses into overdrive. Having such a thing pounding her asshole made Shez feel full and stretched and plugged in all the best ways. Robin fucking her ass sent Shez racing to another orgasm. She sensed she was close with each thrust and thought that she could probably cum through anal alone, but her pussy throbbed with need, reminding her that it needed attention every time his hips met hers and his balls slapped against her soaking folds. Sometimes she even felt them against her clit, which was when Shez’s mind threatened to blank out. Although she wanted to just enjoy the feeling of Robin’s cock inside her ass, she knew that playing with her cunt at the same time would make the orgasm so much better. Maybe if she snuck her hand down…

As if sensing her thoughts, Robin grunted, leaning down and putting his weight on Shez’s back while he continued to fuck her ass, but at the same time…

Shez squealed in delight when she felt Robin stuff his fingers into her needy cunt and begin thrusting. This is exactly what she wanted! With Robin hammering away at her ass and pumping his fingers into snatch she was going to…! 

Shez howled, her grip on the table tightening and her body shaking as her orgasm overtook her. It was loud, messy, and it was absolutely mind-blowing. 

The feeling of Shez’s pussy gushing over his fingers and her anal walls clamping down on his cock was too much for Robin. Buried fully inside her ass, he could no longer restrain himself. Groaning loudly, Robin erupted inside her, filling Shez’s bowels with his warm, sticky cum. 

They both lay there for a while, basking in their afterglows: Shez flat on the desk, and Robin’s body on top of hers, his fingers in her pussy and his cock pumping out the last of his seed deep inside her. 

“Urgh. Okay…” Robin was the first one to move, slowly pulling himself off the satisfied mercenary and walking back on shaky legs. “That was…” 

“That was…” Shez repeated dreamily, grunting and trying to push herself on her feet. 

“Well. Congratulations on your accomplishment. You’ve successfully beaten Byleth by having me take your ass first. And let me tell you that it was a very fine ass.” 

“You weren’t too bad yourself,” Shez replied playfully, leaning back on Robin’s desk. 

“So. Now that you’ve accomplished your goal, what next?” 

“I’ve accomplished it for now, but we have a long way to go.” 

“We do?” 

“Yes. My ultimate goal is to prove that I’m better than Byleth in bed. I’m willing to do anything she can and more, which I think I’ve started to do today.” 

“Well—” 

“And today was only our first day. We’ll need to do this a lot more if I’m going to match and beat her in the sex department.” 

“So this isn’t a one time thing, then?” 

“Of course not! How am I supposed to prove I’m better in bed from just one time? I’ll have to do it again and again and again until I’ve at least slept with you as much as she has!” 

“Right. Well I guess my only choice is to help you, huh?” 

“Yes, it is.” Shez nodded. “And you can start now.” 

“Already?” 

“Yeah. Your fingers are good and all, but I’ve seen the noises Byleth makes when you fuck her,” Shez said, sliding herself up on Robin’s desk and spreading her legs. “And I want in on that.” 

“Well if you ask so nicely…” 

Robin grinned, lining up his hardening shaft against Shez’s pussy. 

Notes:

Where Byleth goes, Shez follows. It's like, the law.

Chapter 4: A Question as Old as Time: Does the Carpet Match the Drapes?

Summary:

Alear is summoned to Askr and walks in on Robin in the middle of "intimate relations" with his teammates. Multiple times.

This leads to a problem that he will have to help her solve.

Alear tried to steady her nerves as she made her way to meet her new teammates. Of all the things she expected to happen to her when she woke up that day, being summoned to another world and immediately asked to help that world defend itself against invading enemy armies wasn’t one of them. Not only that, but she was also stripped of her Emblems in Askr, which left her feeling vulnerable. And if that wasn’t enough, apparently Askr had heroes who the Emblems were based off of, but they were real! After a brief explanation of what was happening and why she was there (complete with helpful slides drawn by Sharena), Alear was given a quick tour of the premises to meet some of the heroes. Her first meeting with Marth, the so-called “Hero-King” was… embarrassing, to say the least. At least she managed to collect herself by the time she met some of the other non-Emblem heroes.

Now that she knew what was going on, she was assigned a team and was headed to meet her new teammates. Alear felt a bit nervous, being in the presence not only of the real heroes her Emblems were based on, but also of other heroes whose achievements seemed nothing short of legendary. She felt a bit inadequate when compared to these heroes, which was why she was trying to calm her nerves before her first meeting with her new teammates.

“Just relax, Alear. We’re all friends and equals here…” she muttered to herself as she turned a corner to the courtyard. Looking around, Alear quickly spotted three individuals who she assumed were her teammates

Even though she mostly spoke with Emblem Chrom, Alear was acquainted with Emblem Robin well enough to spot him from a distance, with his white hair and trademark coat. The real Robin was currently talking to two other women that Alear didn’t recognize. Taking a closer look, Alear at least recognized the Sword of the Creator, which meant the woman wielding it had to be Byleth. Seeing Byleth, whose Emblem Alear knew only as a man, now being a woman was… confusing, to say the least. Alear understood the whole “characters being pulled from multiple worlds” concept, but it was still something to get used to, especially when there were different versions of that character that were also different genders. So with Robin and Byleth identified, that meant the purple-haired woman with them must’ve been Shez, who Alear didn’t know anything about.

Having identified her teammates, Alear took a deep breath and decided that it was now or never.

“H-hi there!” she waved, approaching the trio. “I take it you are Robin, Byleth and Shez?”

The three turned to look at the new arrival.

“I’m the Divin… I mean, I’m Alear! I’ve recently been summoned and, uh, now I’m assigned to your team!”

Alear smiled, hoping that would hide her nervousness.

“Welcome, Alear,” Byleth said, nodding after a brief pause. “We’ve been informed that we’re getting a new member to our squad. I understand that you use a sword?”

“That’s right.” Alear nodded, patting Libération, sheathed at her side.

“Good. I believe you’ll make a fine addition to our team.”

“Thank you. I’ll help as much as I can!”

“We look forward to working with you.” Byleth nodded, smiling slightly. “As for formal introductions, I am Byleth. Back in my world I was a mercenary before being hired as a professor at a monastery. In Askr, I fight on the frontlines with my sword.”

“Understood.”

“And we will be your teammates on missions unless and until The Summoner decides to change the team’s composition,” Byleth continued, gesturing to the others.

“Er, yeah. Right. Right!” Robin seemed to snap out of whatever stupor he was in and stopped staring at Alear. “I’m Robin. Back in my world I was my army’s tactician. Here I fight with my trusty spell book and zap enemies with thunder magic. I’ll be relying on you to keep them off me.”

“And I’m Shez,” said the purple-haired mercenary, following Robin’s lead. “Mercenary in any world, it seems. I keep the enemy away from Robin with my axe.”

“It’s good to meet you. I look forward to working with you all and proving myself.”

“There’s no need for that. You being summoned here is proof enough that you’ll be an invaluable asset to Askr,” Robin said.

“Do you know your way around?” asked Byleth.

“Not especially,” Alear admitted. “I’ve just been summoned and directed to meet you in the yard after a brief tour…”

“I see. We’ll be happy to show you around, if you like?”

“I’d like that very much.”

As Byleth nonchalantly started walking and showing Alear around, Robin and Shez stared at their newest arrival.

“...You’re thinking what I’m thinking, aren’t you?” Shez asked.

“How crazy her hair is? Yeah.” Robin nodded. “I’ve seen my share of crazy hair, but hers easily beats the others. I mean, it’s two different colors at the same time!”

“At least Byleth wasn’t fazed. Would've been a bit embarrassing if we all just silently stared at her.”

“Ashen Demon to the rescue,” Robin chuckled.

“Let’s go ask her what that’s all about. I’m dying to know how hair can get like… that.”

“Let’s not. Maybe play it by ear first. We don’t want to make her feel weird.”

“But with hair like that? How can you not ask about it?”

“We can ask! Just… maybe not immediately. Build up to it, you know?”

“Well we’d better start building, since they’re getting away. Come on.”

---

As Alear was shown around the area by her new teammates, she gradually became more and more relaxed. Robin, Byleth and Shez were nice and friendly and made Alear feel right at home. She forgot why she was nervous in the first place!

After parting ways with her teammates and trying to find her own way around, Alear must’ve turned in the wrong direction somewhere and soon found herself lost, wandering hallways that looked a lot like each other.

“Oh boy. Maybe walking around by myself on the first day wasn’t the best idea…” Alear mumbled, turning a corner into yet another familiar-looking hallway.

“Really? Here? Now?”

Alear looked around, trying to find the source of the voice.

“Do you object?”

“A little. I mea—Aahhh…”

Two voices. And they sounded familiar.

“You mean…?”

“R-right in the h-hallwaaaaayyyy…?”

Very familiar. Although, the second one sounded a bit strained…

Alear turned a corner and saw Robin and Byleth not far away. She was about to approach and greet them when she stopped herself and took in the scene in front of her.

Currently Robin was leaning back against the wall, a strained look on his face. What was more, Byleth was kneeling in front of him. But if that wasn’t enough, Robin’s pants were unbuckled and Byleth’s top was gone, exposing her ample chest. And Byleth was currently holding her breasts and… and…

Alear blushed when she realized what she stumbled upon. Not wishing to be seen by her new teammates in such a compromising position, Alear quickly jumped around the corner she came from. But for whatever reason, instead of running, she peeked back at the two.

“Not many people use this path,” Byleth said calmly, massaging Robin’s cock between her breasts. “We have time.”

“Nngh. You can at least… wait until we get into the closet…?” the tactician said through gritted teeth. “Oh gods, I’m almost…”

Suddenly, Byleth stopped.

“Wha—?”

“You’re right. It’s too risky.”

“H-huh?”

“Someone can come by and see us,” Byleth explained, getting up. “It would be best to stop now.”

“Don’t you dare leave me like this,” Robin almost growled, his erection twitching painfully at the sudden loss of stimulation.

“You were the one to bring it up. If you’re so worried about being discovered, then—”

“Gods damn it!”

Robin flung the closet door open so hard he almost tore it off its hinges, pretty much threw Byleth inside and pounced on her.

Alear watched, eyes wide as the door slammed behind them and the hall became silent.

What did she just witness? Were they actually…?

Alear may have slept for a 1000 years or so, but she was still old enough to know what she saw and what that would lead to. And that was what Robin and Byleth were presumably doing in the closet right now.

Well then. She stumbled upon her two teammates while they were in the process of having relations and was lucky enough that they didn’t see her. The reasonable thing to do now would be to leave and pretend that she didn’t see anything. Yes, that would be the reasonable thing to do. However, there was a voice in Alear’s mind that was egging her to come closer and hear exactly what was happening behind the closed door. It urged her to sate her curiosity, purely to understand what exactly the relationship between Robin and Byleth entailed, of course. And at that moment, that voice was very loud and very insistent.

So Alear, quietly and cautiously, approached the closed door until she was standing right in front of it. It was then she realized that the hall wasn’t as silent as she thought it was, as she could hear a thumping sound coming from behind the door, along with some muffled grunts.

“What the hell… ungh… was that…?” came Robin’s voice.

“What’s wrong? Can’t… mmm… handle a little foreplay…?” Byleth replied, her tone surprisingly playful.

“That. Wasn’t. Foreplay!”

Robin probably punctuated his words with a hard thrust, given how the door shook.

“If you wanted me to… urgh… properly fuck you, you couldn’t just… asked…!”

“Ah! Perhaps, but where would… haa… the fun in that be?”

The sounds behind the door stopped.

“You sneaky gods damned…!”

“Tell me you don’t enjoy it.”

“I…” 

“Lie to me.”

More silence, followed by a startled gasp, some items cluttering, and a renewed thumping sound, faster this time.

“Ah! Ha! That’s what I thought…!”

Alear wanted to stay, consumed with a morbid fascination of what was happening behind the door, but the more reasonable part of her mind finally exerted itself and forced her away from the closet and her two teammates.

Gods, what did she just stumble upon? Nothing seemed to indicate that Robin and Byleth had that sort of relationship. Did they do this kind of thing often? And if so, who else knew about it? Did they do it anywhere they liked?

Alear shook her head, trying to dispel the inappropriate thoughts that were flooding her mind. She couldn’t think of her new teammates this way. It was wrong! She had to forget what she just saw and continue as if everything was normal.

And as Alear briskly walked down the hallway, she wondered when did it suddenly get warm…?

---

Alear’s days in Askr continued. She tried to forget the compromising position she found Robin and Byleth in and go about her business as usual. When next she saw them, there was no indication of what they were just doing. Robin was his usual upbeat self and Byleth was as Alear remembered Emblem Byleth, although the female Byleth did seem more expressive than her male Emblem counterpart. Alear could see how she smiled more, expressed herself and even made snappy jokes and comments, although mostly delivered with her trademark serious expression.

Although Alear tried to forget, the image of Byleth and Robin was always in the back of her mind, surfacing late at night despite her efforts to think of anything else. What was worse, since she didn’t see what happened once they got into the closet, Alear’s imagination ran wild, coming up with increasingly lewd scenarios. Her overactive imagination also resulted in a dull heat between her legs at night. Although she never masturbated before, the sudden heat between her legs demanded attention, so Alear ended up fingering herself to an orgasm more often than not, imagining all the things that Robin and Byleth could’ve gotten up to behind closed doors. She just wished that she could’ve seen it…

Alear didn’t know it, but her wish would be granted sooner than she thought.

It was after a skirmish in the woods that Alear was heading back to the castle with Byleth when she spotted the cutest bunny and chased after it, hoping to adopt it and bring it to her room. Alear was looking for it in the bushes when she heard a noise nearby. Getting up on her knees to take a look, Alear was confronted with a sight she never expected to see.

“Come on, I know you’ve done it with Byleth today already. Stick it in me to help even it out!” Shez demanded, leaning back against a tree, her pants around her ankles and her legs spread.

“So impatient…” Robin said, shaking his head. “Is beating Byleth all you can think about?”

“It’s how this whole thing started, isn’t it? Although I’ll admit that how good it feels when you rail me is a significant contributing factor.”

“How very romantic of you,” Robin deadpanned. He then dropped to his knees.

“Hey, what’re you—”

“Foreplay, remember?”

That was the only thing Robin said before he wrapped his arms around Shez’s thighs and leaned forward to devour her pussy.

“Holy—!” was the only thing Shez managed to say before dissolving into wanton moans and cursing.

Alear watched from her place in the bushes, eyes wide as Shez writhed and groaned under Robin’s sudden and unrelenting attention.

“Dear Goddess, when did you get so good at this…?” breathed the purple-haired mercenary, grabbing Robin’s hair and encouraging him to keep going.

“I’ve picked up a few things on how to please a woman in my time,” the tactician replied modestly, briefly taking a moment to speak before diving back in to continue his oral assault.

“Hngh…! Damn, you’re good…!”

Alear knew this was wrong and that she shouldn’t be spying on her friends and teammates being intimate with each other. She knew she had to quietly walk away from the lewd scene in front of her to avoid embarrassing everyone involved in the event that she was caught. However, that same unreasonable voice from before whispered to her, encouraging her to stay and watch and enjoy the show. If she was lucky, she might catch something even better. She didn’t know what that might be, but—

“Hah…! Keep going!” Shez cried, throwing one leg on Robin’s shoulder. “Almost…!”

The tactician’s response was to hum and increase his pace, using his tongue to stimulate Shez’s most intimate spots.

Alear felt the heat rush to her face as she watched Shez shut her eyes and arch her back against the tree, her hands gripping Robin’s hair tightly as she came. Gods, she looked like she was enjoying herself. Robin must’ve really made her feel good to get such a reaction. How would it feel like to have him eating her out, Alear wondered…

Goodness, when did it get so hot out?

Alear gulped, undoing several buttons of her tunic as she continued to watch.

“Oh Goddess…” Shez sighed as her orgasm subsided. “You sure know how to treat a girl right.”

“I am nothing if not a gentleman.” Robin grinned, wiping the remnants of Shez's orgasm off his face. “Now, are you polite enough to return the favor?”

“I suppose you’ve earned it…” Shez gave the tactician a sultry smile before turning around, putting her hands on the tree truck and sticking her ass out. “I’ll even give you a choice of where you want to stick it in.”

“How very generous of you.”

From her position in the bushes, Alear watched as Robin came closer, lined his cock up with… wait, surely he wouldn’t…? A soft gasp escaped her lips when she saw Robin burying his shaft in Shez’s asshole.

Why would he do that? That was the hole that you used to… to…! It was dirty and filthy and definitely not supposed to take anything in!

While Alear watched in shocked silence, Shez let out a throaty moan as Robin began to move.

“Mmm. Going for my ass today, are we?”

“How can I resist this marvelous, juicy ass in front of me?” To emphasize his point, Robin put his hand on one of Shez’s cheeks and caressed it lovingly, before suddenly slapping it.

“Ah!”

Robin grit his teeth as Shez’s sphincter tightened around his cock. “Liked that, did you?”

“It was just a surprise.”

“Really?” Robin slapped Shez’s ass again. “Because it feels like you definitely like it.”

“Just… just shut up and fuck me already!”

“So needy…”

Alear’s shock at watching her first anal sex soon dissipated as she watched Robin pick up the pace and start to pound Shez’s ass. Her initial surprise slowly gave way to curiosity mixed with increasing arousal. How did it feel to have a cock “back there” pounding you as roughly as Robin was? Did it hurt? It probably hurt, but the sounds Shez was making and her face, all twisted with very obvious pleasure was…

“H-harder! Fuck me harder!”

“Whatever my favorite anal mercenary wants.”

Goodness, they were really going at it. Shez’s entire body shook every time Robin buried himself inside her! And she looked and sounded like she was having such a good time…

Alear unknowingly lowered her hand down and started rubbing the increasingly damp spot between her legs.

“Ha! You’re saying my ass is… ungh! ...Better than Byleth’s?”

“Instead of asking, you can just… see… for… yourself…!” Robin grunted, hard thrusts accompanying every word.

“What does that… even mean…?”

“Ha…!” Robin hilted himself inside Shez’s tight hole and bent over so that he was right next to her ear. “Instead of doing this back and forth to see who’s the better lay, you can both just come to my office and we can directly see which one of you is better.”

“Hmph. How will that even work?”

“It’ll work like it works now, only you’ll be right next to Byleth when I fuck her senseless and see for yourself if you can outlast her.”

Shez remained silent, but Robin could tell she was intrigued.

“You can also learn her weaknesses, sensitive spots, what gets the strongest reaction and use that to your advantage.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah.” Robin slowly started to pull himself out. “Just imagine the Ashen Demon on her knees, being fucked right in front of you. You know that if she cums in the next minute, you’ll have won since you lasted longer. So then you slowly reach down and play with her breasts, knowing how sensitive they get when she gets into it.”

“Go on…”

“If you help make her cum, not only would you have won, but you’d also get to see Byleth at her… let’s say, least composed. Don’t tell me that seeing how the Ashen Demon cums doesn’t at least intrigue you.”

“An interesting proposal…”

“Or…” Robin pointed the tip of his cock at Shez’s twitching asshole again. “You can ride her face while I’m fucking her pussy. What do you think about having Byleth eat you out?”

“I think that you need to put that thing inside me right now.”

“Heh, fine. Let me help you think.”

Alear whined as she watched Robin ram his cock back into Shez’s ass.

“Yessss…!” The purple-haired mercenary threw her head back, feeling every inch of Robin’s cock stretch her bowels.

“So? Interested?” asked the tactician once his hips met hers again.

“Can you really make it happen?”

“I’m sure Byleth won’t mind.”

“I’ll think about it,” Shez said, trying to sound noncommittal. “In the meantime, you better stop talking and start fucking me real good before someone stumbles upon us.”

“Fair point.”

By this point, Alear was actively playing with herself, her fingers having slipped underneath her underclothes and into her soaking pussy as she watched Robin rail Shez. Gods, it looked so raw and intense and Shez looked like she was experiencing pure bliss and how good would it feel if Robin were to—

Leaning forward to try and get a closer look, Alear lost her balance and yelped as she fell face-first to the ground.

“Hngh… what was that?” came Robin’s voice.

“Why are you stopping?” Shez demanded.

Alear froze where she fell, eyes wide, one hand covering her mouth while the other was still buried in her pussy.

“I heard something.”

“I didn’t hear anything. Now keep going!”

“What if there's a wild animal approaching us?”

“There’s nothing out there!”

“But—”

“If you know what’s good for you, you will finish fucking me right now!” Shez’s voice contained a mixture of anger, desperation and need.

“...Fine. But if we get eaten by a bear, I’m never letting you live it down.”

Alear lay there on the ground as the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh, grunting and moaning resumed. While her mind was clouded with lust as she watched Robin and Shez go at it, this brief interruption allowed the haze to clear and the more reasonable part of her mind to reassert itself. And that part told Alear that she had to carefully make her way out of here despite her arousal and the heat she felt between her legs… or because of that so she could lock herself in her room and seek that climax that she was so close to before her unfortunate mishap.

So Alear slowly, quietly crawled on all fours away from the clearing until the sounds of Robin and Shez’s rutting sounded distant and faint. When she felt she was far enough, Alear got to her feet, dusted herself off, and sprinted to her room to find her release.

If she thought that it was bad after seeing Robin and Byleth, Alear realized that seeing Robin and Shez made things so much worse. After the first incident, Alear realized that after about a 1000 years of being neglected, her body had needs. Needs which resulted in a constant dull heat between her legs that she could ignore for a bit, but eventually needed to be satisfied. If before her needs were embers beneath the surface, seeing Robin and Shez ignited those embers so that her body was consumed by a burning fire of arousal. Her body’s needs were a lot more insistent and demanding, making them hard to ignore and harder still to concentrate on things. Immediately after Alear got to her room, she shed her clothes and fell into her bed, desperately sticking two fingers into her needy pussy to relieve the heat and the pressure. She imagined that it was her that Robin pinned to the tree and ravaged. In her fantasy, Robin’s strong hands were on her hips as he thrust his powerful cock into her cunt. Despite her arousal, Alear wasn’t yet at the stage where she’d entertain sticking anything in her ass, although her curiosity was piqued and she did experimentally circle her finger around her asshole while fingering her pussy.

Her climax was shattering once it came, but her body was still hungry for more. While her fingers did provide much-needed relief, it was only temporary. Alear’s body needed a real cock. She felt the need to be stuffed with cock deep down inside her until she couldn’t move, and she had no idea how to deal with it. The problem only got worse as it seemed Alear had the unfortunate luck to keep on walking in on Robin with either Byleth or Shez going at it. She kept quiet and hidden, of course, and ensured that she wasn’t seen when she eventually sneaked away (after a few orgasms watching, that is), but all this accidental voyeurism wasn’t doing her raging libido any favors.

A few frustrating days later, Alear found herself in a waiting room for reasons she couldn’t remember. Byleth brought her to the room and Alear was vaguely aware that she was waiting for something, although she couldn't remember what (her now-constant arousal made it hard to think about things other than her body’s needs lately).

Alear was almost about to slip her fingers under her panties when she heard muffled voices coming from the room next door. Despite herself, Alear got up to investigate.

The voices sounded familiar…

Walking up to a wall, Alear was surprised to find a crack through which she could see through. Taking a peek, Alear saw Robin sitting at a table drinking tea with… what looked like a female version of himself.

“...I was otherwise preoccupied,” Robin said, looking strangely sheepish.

“Byleth’s chest really got you that good, huh?” the female Robin (Robyn, her name was?) asked, sipping her tea.

“...Yes.”

“Don’t feel bad,” Robyn said sympathetically. “We’ve all… been there.”

“Don’t tell me you’ve been busy with your Byleth all this time.”

“Mostly Byleth. Recently Shez, too.”

“...Wow.”

“Jealous?”

“No, just amazed. We really are alike.”

“Don’t tell me…”

“Shez here too.”

“That’s actually amazing.”

Robin nodded in agreement, sipping his tea. “So. Learned anything new and interesting with the boys?”

“I’ve picked up a few things here and there,” Robyn said nonchalantly.

“Care to share?”

“I think I can spare a few minutes.” 

A part of Alear wasn’t surprised to see the two tacticians quickly strip and pounce on each other. In fact, that same part of her was excited since it gave her more material for her fantasies. So just as Robin and Robyn stripped and went at it, so too did Alear’s hand go straight down to her wet pussy. She had to admit though, the things she saw this time were so much better than with Byleth and Shez. The tacticians cycled through positions like it was nothing! But that was good since it gave Alear so much to work with. Her knees were weak and trembling by the time Robin and Robyn looked like they were done.

“Wow. You certainly learned a thing or two since last we met,” Robin remarked.

“I can say the same thing for you. Your tongue is just…” Robyn shivered pleasurably.

“Always fun catching up. Now let’s get dressed and wash up. I think we both have appointments to keep.”

“Appointments? Are we that busy?”

“Oh, I think we will be very soon…” Robin said, grinning.

Alear gasped. Robin turned as he said that, looking directly where she was peeping through. It was almost as if he knew she was there and he was talking right at her! But that couldn’t be true! He didn’t even know she was here and watching! ...Right? Right! How could he?

Panicked and confused, Alear pulled her hand from her pussy and rushed to her room.

She was in trouble. Getting another, more intense show just made her arousal even worse. If she felt like her body was burning before, seeing Robin and Robyn go at it like kinky rabbits turned that burning arousal into an inferno, and she needed more than her fingers this time. She needed something bigger, stronger, thicker. Alear knew that she needed to get properly fucked. With a real cock. She desperately needed a cock inside her and it didn’t matter where or who or…

Well, no. It mattered who. Even in her current state, she had enough reason to realize that she couldn’t just approach any random hero and ask them to fuck her, but she had to approach someone or do something ! Otherwise this constant state of arousal would drive her mad. Maybe she could use her sword to relieve the pressure somehow…

Alear’s jumbled thoughts were interrupted by a knock at her door.

“Who… who is it?” she asked weakly.

“It’s Robin,” came the voice from the other side, causing Alear to freeze. “Do you have a minute? I need to talk to you about something. It’s kind of urgent.”

All of Alear’s senses told her to make up an excuse and not let Robin in. He absolutely couldn’t see her in such a state. She was sure that she was sweaty and her face was red and her clothes were crumpled and her room probably reeked of sex, given now much and often she fingered herself to a climax. But then again, this was Robin, her friend and teammate asking to talk to her about something urgent. It was probably important if he was here, right? He was nice and non-judgmental and had a lot of sex from what Alear saw, so he wouldn’t mind the state of her or her room if she let him in. Or if he did, he’d be too polite to say anything.

Those were the excuses Alear came up with to let Robin in, not admitting to herself that the main one was that maybe he’d help “relieve” her urges.

“C-come in,” Alear managed to say, opening the door and standing aside to let the tactician through.

“Thanks, I…” Robin paused, the smell having caught him by surprise, but he quickly recovered. “Sorry to barge in on you in your room uninvited.”

“It’s no problem,” Alear tried to sound non-nonchalant, as if her mind wasn’t immediately disrobing him. “What did you want to talk about? You said it was urgent?”

“Yes. Forgive me for jumping straight to it, but it’s about your recent performance in battle.”

“My…” Alear tried to hide her disappointment at the dry subject, which was quickly dissipating her desperately horny mind of how this meeting could have gone. It only slightly decreased her arousal though.

“Yes. I’ve noticed that you’ve been a bit distracted on the battlefield lately,” Robin said, seemingly oblivious to Alear’s inner struggle. “You’re usually very efficient and on-point, but lately I’ve noticed that your performance was, shall we say, sluggish, compared to what it was before.”

“O-oh. Yes. I’m sorry about that. It was because…” Alear tried to scour her hazy, aroused mind for a reasonable excuse.

“I think I know.”

“You do?”

“You’re horny.”

Alear felt as if the world stopped around her.

Did she hear that right? Did Robin just…?

“I’m… what?”

“Horny,” Robin repeated, his face completely straight. “I’ve been watching you and I recognize the signs. You’re even rubbing your thighs together right now.”

“O-oh…”

Alear was too turned on to feel embarrassed.

“I’ve also seen you watching me and my… extracurricular activities,” Robin admitted.

“I see…”

“So let’s cut to the chase, shall we? I, as a friend and teammate, am concerned about your performance on the field, your life, and our team. You, my friend and teammate, seem desperately horny and have spied on me several times having sex with our other teammates. In order to solve our little issues, I propose… well, I assume you liked what you saw and want a piece of the action?”

Alear stared at the tactician, her mouth open. This conversation went away from how she (secretly) wanted it to go before suddenly veering back to going exactly how she (secretly) wanted it to go. She just wished she had enough control to pretend to think about it, but she was just about ready to pounce on Robin, so caring about her image was about the last thing on her mind at the moment.

“P… please help me…!” Alear whined. “I’ve seen pent up so long I don’t think I can stand it much longer…!”

“Of course. I’ll have you feeling better in no time,” Robin promised.

He really meant it, too, even if he did omit the part that Alear’s entire condition may or may not have been his fault to begin with. Well, it sort of. While Robin was hooking up with Byleth and Shez, in his free time he did lament how his plans went out the window since he was so busy with the two women (not that he was complaining, of course). Luckily for him, Alear’s appearance and assignment to his team solved that little issue for him. Robin didn’t have a strategy to get into Alear’s pants, but it was when he was having sex with Shez one time he got that familiar feeling of being watched. That feeling was actually quite acute and accurate (having been honed through years of Tharja stalking back home), so he did a little investigating and was surprised to discover that their local Divine Dragon enjoyed partaking in a little voyeurism. So Robin decided to give her a little show or two, arranging his sessions with Byleth and Shez and ensuring that Alear would walk in on them (unseen, of course). His plan was to wind her up so that she was good and ready to eventually approach him on her own volition, since he wasn’t sure how Alear would take it if he asked her directly if she wanted to have sex with him. The problem was that Alear was getting wound up without approaching him, which wouldn’t have been a problem if it didn’t start affecting her performance on the battlefield. Robin was sure that she’d taken the hint when he looked in her direction after the show with Robyn, but apparently Alear was either shy or nervous or something, so he decided to take matters into his own hands. Now that he was going to bed Alear, he supposed his plan did work, even though it wasn’t quite how he planned it out.

Robin approached the trembling Divine Dragon, going in for a kiss. He expected her to start out slow, so he was surprised when Alear returned the kiss with feverish passion and enthusiasm, her tongue shooting out to meet his.

After a few minutes making out, they separated, a string of saliva the only thing connecting them. Looking at her now, Robin had to admit that she was pretty cute.

Without saying anything further, Robin’s hand went to her clothes. Getting the hint, Alear helped him undo her top and pull it over her head. Robin was pleasantly surprised to see the ample size of her bust. It was bigger than he imagined, although that may have been just because he wasn’t paying attention, having been distracted by her ridiculous dual color scheme. Ordinarily Robin would’ve spent some time admiring and playing with Alear’s surprisingly fine breasts, but today he had a purpose. Much like with Shez, this purpose was purely scientific and was what drove him downward, to push Alear down on her bed and slide her pants off her legs. And it was once her pants were off and she was completely naked in front of him did he sate his curiosity.

“...Huh. Guess the curtains match the drapes after all…”

Just like Alear’s eyes were both different colors and her hair was split inexplicably down the middle between red and blue, so too was her pubic hair. Robin looked, somewhat impressed that the whole crazy pattern continued downstairs, with the little patch of hair above her pussy split perfectly down the middle between red and blue. What the hell was up with that, anyway?

“R-Robin…?”

That was probably going to have to be a question for another day. Alear was a desperate, squirming mess beneath him, looking up with pleading eyes, so Robin had to oblige her.

He probably could’ve fucked her then and there, given how pent up she was, but Robin was curious how Divine Dragons tasted, so he figured that this was as good a chance as any to answer this question. Thus, Robin got to his knees, wrapped his arms around Alear’s thighs, and leaned in…

“Robin, what are you—?!” Alear’s question devolved into a surprised moan as she felt the tactician’s tongue around her soaking entrance.

“Hm. An interesting taste…” Robin noted to himself. It was definitely different from Byleth or Shez. Perhaps a bit…

Robin blinked, suddenly feeling a slight pounding in his head.

“Robin…?”

“More…”

Alear threw her head back, suddenly assaulted by new and overwhelming sensations as Robin, without warning, buried his head between her legs and started furiously lapping at her cunt.

Already so desperately aroused for so long, it only took a moment before Alear howled, her orgasm crashing against her. With her pussy clenching and gushing, Robin’s face was soon covered with her juices, and he lapped it all up like a man possessed.

“Robin, wh-what are you…? Wait, I’m still…!”

But the tactician wasn’t listening and continued working his tongue inside of Alear’s snatch even after she came. Still so sensitive and very much aroused, Alear moaned, Robin’s tongue quickly winding her up again.

For Robin, it was no longer about tasting or pleasuring the Divine Dragon in front of him. As soon as he first tasted Alear, it triggered something inside of him. He suddenly felt as though his blood was on fire and he had a sudden and overwhelming urge to taste more of her. This urge compelled him to drive his tongue as deep into Alear as it could go, to lap up as much of her arousal as possible to… because…

Robin didn’t know, but he couldn’t resist the unseen force that drove him to frantically eat out Alear, to give her orgasm after orgasm so that he could drink her juices to satisfy whatever it is that awakened inside him. 

Alear was a mess by the time Robin let go of her thighs and stood up. Looking down at the Divine Dragon of her world, all sweaty and panting, her multicolored hair spread out underneath her, and a dazed expression on her face, Robin couldn’t help but feel… contempt.

This was the strength of the so-called Divine Dragon? A few orgasms and she was done? Were they all so weak? And this was all because of him. He brought her down to this state but only using his tongue.

“Pathetic.”

Robin’s head pounded again. His body felt hot. His heartbeat felt like the beating of war drums in his ears.

He looked down again.

The Divine Dragon was spent. Weak. Like all of them. Brought down by his actions alone. Now was the time to press his advantage and show her true power. Divine Dragons were nothing. They needed to be tamed so they could know their rightful place—serving their master.

Robing growled, shedding his clothes, suddenly consumed by an inexplicable and overwhelming urge to dominate Alear.

“Weak.”

“Wha…?”

Still dazed from all her previous orgasms, Alear popped her head up to see Robin holding her legs apart. Her eyes widened when she saw his fully erect cock against her entrance.

“W-wait, I’m not…!”

“You will take it whether you’re ready or not,” Robin said harshly.

Alear only got a second to marvel at how much bigger his cock looked up close before she felt it being forcefully shoved inside her.

Robin grinned savagely, having hilted himself in Alear’s still-soaking pussy on one go. He leaned over her, taking pleasure in her expression as she tried to get used to the feeling of his cock inside her.

“Look at you. So weak. Get used to this feeling. From now on you will be nothing but a slave to my cock.”

“W-what? I’m not… I don’t…” Alear stammered, her head feeling dizzy. 

“Don’t try to deny it. All you divine dragons try to act so holy and good, but in the end, all you want to do is submit to a powerful master. Fortunately for you, I just so happen to be such a master.”

“What…?”

“Don’t worry. You’ll learn your place soon enough.”

Robin grinned again, pulled out, and slammed himself back in, knocking the air out of Alear’s lungs. By the second thrust Alear worried that she wouldn’t be able to take it. By the third she realized that it didn’t really matter. Nothing really mattered except for the ecstatic feeling of her needy pussy finally being filled by a real cock and satisfying her body’s cravings.

Alear’s urges were temporarily sated after Robin’s oral service, but feeling his shaft pumping in and out of her reignited her intense arousal and propelled it to new heights.

“Look at you. Already falling for my cock,” Robin said, noting how Alear’s walls tightened around his member with each thrust. “So pathetically weak!”

Robin punctuated his last sentence with a particularly hard thrust, making Alear’s body tremble and sending her straight into another orgasm. He only stopped to sigh contentedly, feeling Alear’s quivering, gushing pussy clenching around his cock, before he continued his assault. Ordinarily Robin was an affable individual, getting along with most people and trying not to step on any toes. He was initially friendly with Alear too, but for some reason, tasting Alear awoke something inside him—a senseless, aggressive something that had a particular and irrational disdain for his partner. And this something manifested itself in the form of an overwhelming desire to fuck Alear into submission, to dominate her, to own her.

Robin paused only to clutch his head, the pounding becoming unbearable. He… had to keep going. He had to relieve the pressure, and the only way to do that was to fuck Alear’s brains out until she couldn’t think straight or stand. It was the only way!

Robin growled, his eyes briefly glowing red as he finally found his release, fingers digging into Alear’s hips as his cock erupted inside her.

“Hngh…!”

Alear’s eyes widened as she felt herself being filled with Robin’s hot, sticky cum.

“Yeeeessss…!”

Her body’s uncontrollable arousal subsided somewhat as Robin continued to pump his seed inside of her. The relief and satisfaction was immeasurable, but Alear could already tell that it wasn’t enough; she needed so much more before her burning urges could be quenched.

Alear whined, her blue eye glowing for a split second.

She had to… she needed more. More cock, more cum inside her, more everything Robin could give her. Robin was strong and could satisfy all of her urges. He had strength and stamina. Robin was stronger than her and needed to be rough with her. Robin rough fucking her felt good. Submitting to him felt good. So naturally Alear, as a weak and needy divine dragon, had to submit to Robin and let him do whatever he wanted to her. Because nothing mattered more than chasing her orgasm, and Robin was the only one who could help her, so she had to satisfy him. 

“Give me more…!”

“That’s right. Beg me for it, you divine slut.”

“P-please, Robin…! I-I need… Your…”

“Hmph. Is that really the best you can do? You’re lucky that I’m in a good mood to indulge you after that weak performance.”

Alear whimpered, but was happy that Robin decided not to stop. What she didn’t expect was for him to pull out and quickly flip her over so that she was on her stomach. Robin then gripped her hips and lifted them, forcing Alear to bend her knees beneath her to keep herself in the position. Then, without any words or ceremony, he plunged his cock into her slick pussy.

Alear let out a wanton moan, this new position allowing Robin to plunge deeper into her cunt.

“There we are… Take it, you weak… little…!” Robin grunted, thrusting his cock and directing his inexplicable aggression toward her.

“Yes, yes! Punish me as you see fit!”

Alear was still sensitive from her previous orgasm and she could sense another one quickly building inside her from her new position and how hard Robin was fucking her. Her body was still burning with need and she needed Robin’s cum inside her again to quell it. 

For his part, Alear’s easy submission combined with how her pussy easily hugged his cock drove Robin inexorably deeper into whatever possessed him. Alear was so easy and weak and submissive, he had to push her further, harder, rougher. With each thrust, all he could think of what how much he needed to fuck Alear, how he had to dominate her, how he had to make her submit to him in every way imaginable.

Robin grit his teeth.

This wasn’t enough. He could feel the pleasure building up inside him, but he needed something more to truly get off. Although Alear’s cunt eagerly swallowed his cock and the sight of her on her hands and knees gave him satisfaction, it wasn’t enough! He needed more! He needed…!

Alear’s lust-addled mind registered Robin leaning forward and grabbing her hands. She could only gasp as Robin suddenly pulled back, lifting her torso up off the bed as he continued to hammer into her cunt.

“Wh-what is…?”

“You are nothing but a tool for my pleasure to use as I. See. Fit!” Robin snarled, making a point to impale Alear with his cock after each word.

The Divine Dragon felt as though her eyes would bulge out of her head with each of Robin’s thrusts. The strain of him holding her up added a new dimension to the waves of pleasure she felt when he hit the deepest parts of her womb. There was no way that she could keep it together under such a vicious assault.

Just as she felt her imminent orgasm, Robin grunted and pulled her up again, pressing her body up against his. As he thrust up into her pussy, he also reached around to roughly squeeze her breasts and, spurred on by his desire to mark and defile the Divine Dragon, leaned into bite into the pale skin of her neck. Thrusting into her pussy from his new angle and finally playing with Alear’s breasts and marking her neck pushed Robin over the edge. With one final, brutal thrust, and with teeth tightening around her neck, Robin exploded inside Alear, once again coating her womb with his cum.

It was all too much! The sudden change in position combined with the pain from having her breasts squeezed and her neck bitten made Alear’s mind go blank.

She howled, her eyes rolling up and her tongue sticking out of her mouth as her orgasm tore through her, triggered by the feeling of Robin’s sticky cum shooting inside her.

Robin held Alear close against himself, still squeezing and playing with her breasts as her body trembled with the strength of her climax. She had a nice figure for a divine dragon. He was definitely going to enjoy it more.

Pushing Alear off himself, Robin grinned, looking down as she twitched, his seed flowing out of her cunt and onto the bed sheets.

“Don’t relax, my dear divine slut. We’re far from done.”

---

“Mmph…”

“That’s right. Clean me off so we can do it again.”

Alear was on her knees, eyes closed and gingerly sucking Robin’s cock.

“How do you like your own taste?” Robin asked from his position on her bed.

Alear didn’t answer, concentrating only on the task at hand. She didn’t really know what she was supposed to be doing, so she went with what felt right. She hoped she was going well, since making Robin happy was her purpose, and when Robin was happy, he rewarded her with his seed. And Alear’s body craved his seed so much…

“Okay, it looks like you can’t even do something as simple as this right.”

Alear trembled. What did that mean? Was Robin going to stop and leave her now? Was she going to have to go without his cum? Maybe if she redoubled her efforts—!

“Here. Let me help you.”

Alear’s eyes shot wide open as Robin grabbed a fistful of her hair and pushed her head down all the way to his crotch.

“There we go…” he said, sighing contentedly as he felt the snug embrace of Alear’s throat. “That’s much better.”

Alear struggled to accommodate the thick shaft gagging her. With her against Robin’s crotch and her nose in his pubic hair, it was becoming hard to breathe. Alear struggled a bit, but something inside her told her to just submit and take it. She needed to let Robin use her as he wished. It was all that she was good for. Besides, this was all with the aim of getting Robin to cum inside her.

Alear whimpered, hoping to convey her discomfort to Robin.

“Okay. Let’s really put that mouth of yours to good use.”

Still driven by his greedy aggression, Robin pulled out of Alear’s mouth, giving her just a few seconds to catch her breath before he rammed his cock back into her mouth and started facefucking her.

“That’s right. Just take it!”

Robin was on a high, reveling in his power and dominance over the Divine Dragon. He kept a firm grip on Alear’s hair as he slammed his hips forward, chasing his own pleasure with no regard for anything else.

Alear’s pussy twitched at her powerless submission, her arousal dripping down her thighs as Robin used her mouth like she was his personal whore. She didn’t know what she should’ve been doing, only that she was still so incredibly aroused and needed his cum. Although she knew it didn’t compare to his cock inside her, she still slid her hand down and stuffed three fingers into her aching, dripping pussy. It was a shame that Robin was using her mouth, but maybe this would be good enough to sate her. Trying to get Robin off faster, Alear tried to suck his cock while he facefucked her. She didn’t know what she was doing, but her mind was hazy, demanding Robin’s cum and that she submit to his whims, further fanning her burning arousal.

“So good…” Robin was tempted to pull out and coat Alear’s face with his seed, but something told him that he needed to shoot his cum into Alear. So he did just that.

Grunting and throwing his head back, Robin again pulled Alear all the way down to his crotch before erupting inside her.

Alear didn’t need to be told to swallow, although she had no choice in the matter as she felt Robin shoot his cum straight down her throat. But this was the culmination of all her work, and feeling his cum inside her combined with the frantic pumping of her fingers brought her the sweet release that her body desperately craved. Her pussy gushed on the floor beneath her while she was pinned, forced to swallow Robin’s cum.

Waiting until he shot the last of his seed inside her, Robin yanked Alear’s hair, pulling her up.

“Is… is it over…?”

“Not even close.”

Despite everything that happened to her, Alear smiled.

---

Alear moaned, on her back again as Robin railed her on her bed.

Holding her legs apart as he rammed into her welcoming cunt, Robin growled. He needed more. More!

Suddenly struck by inspiration, Robin took Alear’s legs and hoisted them over his shoulders.

“This should do it.”

Alear could only look up, eyes dulled by the pleasure, wondering why the sudden slowdown. She got her response when Robin leaned down, bending her so that her legs were in the air as he resumed fucking her in a mating press.

“Hah… Hngh… So… good…!”

“Yes you… hrgh…! Are! Divine! Slut!”

Alear was too far gone to say anything further, devolving into incoherent babbling as her pussy was once again flooded with cum. Thinking was becoming hard, the next orgasm quickly becoming her only thought.

---

“This is the face of the mighty Divine Dragon,” Robin said mockingly, standing and holding Alear in front of a mirror. “Look at yourself. How pathetic.”

Alear’s mind registered her body in the reflection, her legs spread and being held by Robin at the knees. She registered the cum leaking out of her used cunt and her heavy breathing and the dazed, contented look on her face. But none of that mattered because she still wanted, needed, more. Although her mind was numb from her orgasms, she was conscious enough to recognize her body’s needs, which is why her eyes were drawn to the erect cock hovering just under her.

“Please…”

“What.”

“Give it to me…” Alear whimpered.

“Give what.”

“Your… your cock…”

“If that’s what you really want.”

Alear smiled, her pussy twitching at having Robin’s cock inside her again, so she was confused when Robin moved her so that the tip of his cock was pointed at another hole.

“Wh… what are you…?”

“Claiming your last virginity,” Robin whispered into her ear, voice dripping with malicious anticipation. He then loosened his grip on her legs, letting gravity do the work for him.

Alear screamed as Robin’s cock suddenly and painfully impaled her ass.

“Ngh! Look at that…!”

Robin grit his teeth. Alear’s ass was untouched and unprepared, and taking made it painfully tight. However, any strain he felt was nothing compared to the sadistic pleasure he felt at seeing Alear’s reflection, her eyes wide open and expression a mixture of surprise and pain.

“How does it feel?”

“It hurts! It hurts…!” Alear cried, tears forming in her eyes at the sudden and unexpected anal penetration. However, despite the immense pain she felt, her body was so primed from her orgasms that it overwhelmed her senses and turned into a confusing cocktail of emotions, her pain mixing with her arousal and propelling her to… to…

Alear whined and her body trembled, squirting over the mirror as she came.

“Ha! Look at that! You came despite how much you said it hurt! Look at the masochistic Divine Dragon! If you like pain, then I can oblige.”

Robin found a new way to claim Alear, and something inside of him absolutely pushed him to take advantage of this. Without further delay, Robin adjusted his grip on Alear and began fucking her ass full nelson style.

Alear still wasn’t fully over her previous orgasm and could do nothing but whine pathetically as her ass was ravaged. But as her mind recovered, she was immediately overwhelmed by the intense waves of both pain and pleasure crashing against her every time Robin rammed his cock into her freshly-claimed asshole.

While Alear had long since given herself to the pleasure of submitting, Robin was riding high on the feeling of dominance. There was nothing he wanted more than to subjugate and defile the Divine Dragon, and what better way to do that than to claim her ass in the most sudden, brutal way imaginable? The sounds she made and the expressions on her face would be forever etched into his memory as one of his most crowning achievements, equal to his best battlefield victories.

It was in this mood, with Alear’s anal walls clinging to his shaft and her expression of pure bliss in the face of her submission that Robin his his peak, roaring as he dropped Alear down as far as he could, burying his cock inside her and flooding her bowels with his seed.

Alear let out a blissful, ecstatic squeal as her vision turned to white, the feeling of Robin’s cum triggering her own orgasm.

---

They both lost track of time. It was after countless hours that the two were lying in Alear’s bed. Her room was a mess, with Robin having taken her in virtually every corner and in multiple positions. The room reeked of sweat and sex, but it didn’t matter. Nothing mattered to Alear as she lay there, her head on Robin’s chest. Nothing mattered because finally, finally, her body’s intense, burning, overwhelming arousal was finally satisfied. After a torturous amount of time, she finally felt like she could think straight. 

“Thank you, Robin…”

But after their marathon sex session, the last of her energy left her, and Alear fell asleep, exhausted.

For his part, Robin was also back to normal, the mysterious urge driving him to fuck Alear in the roughest way possible and do everything in his power to dominate her seemingly satisfied having pumped her full of his seed multiple times. His thoughts were his own again and he no longer had a vicious contempt for his teammate. The sudden and aggressive arousal he felt was also gone.

Robin would’ve given some thought about what happened this day, but it appeared that the mysterious force that left him also drained him of his stamina. So Robin suddenly found himself as exhausted as Alear and quickly drifted off into blissful, satisfied unconsciousness.

Notes:

Legendary Alear made her way to Feh and even showed up with minimal orb investment, so I basically had to write this.

Also, mixing of Fell and Divine Dragon blood or other bodily substances results in very particular behavioral changes. It's especially pronounced if one of the subjects experiences "Dragon Heat."

Source: I have a PhD in Divine/Fell Dragon Behavioral Biology.

Chapter 5: It's Demon Vs Dumbass

Summary:

Robin and Byleth offer Shez a chance to prove herself Byleth's better through a competition.

A sex competition.

Shez walked briskly through the castle halls to her destination, re-reading the note in her hand.

Come to my office at 1. I have a surprise that I think you’ll enjoy.

-Robin

The note was short and cryptic, which wasn’t like Robin. Also, a “surprise”? While Shez didn’t know what the tactician had in store, she was pretty confident that it was probably a sex thing given their relationship thus far. And since Robin didn’t disappoint in that department, whatever it was he was planning was probably going to be hot. Shez didn’t doubt that she would enjoy herself, which was why she was looking forward to it and picked up her pace. The only thing was that after Robin gave her his note, Shez got distracted when she saw her favorite dishes being served during lunchtime. When she finally did look at the note, it was already well past 1 and she had to rush in order to not miss out on whatever surprise Robin lined up.

“Hey, Robin! I got your note!” Shez announced, barging into the tactician’s office without bothering to knock. “Sorry I’m late, I—”

The rest of Shez’s sentence was cut off as she froze in her tracks and took in the scene in front of her.

“...You have terrible timing,” Robin said through gritted teeth.

His expression was strained because he was currently sitting in his chair, which wouldn’t usually have been a problem, except for the fact that at that particular moment, a naked Byleth was straddling him and looked to be lowering herself down on his cock when Shez barged in.

“What…? Why…?” 

The purple-haired mercenary was stunned, not expecting to see this when she made her way to Robin’s office.

“You’re late,” the tactician stated flatly. “Because of that you ruined the surprise and we had to start without you.”

“What…? ‘We’? ‘Start without me’? What the hell are you talking about?”

“I—” Robin started before his sentence devolved into a strained grunt. He then turned to Byleth. “Do you mind? I’m trying to have a conversation here.”

“What’s wrong? Can’t multitask?” Byleth asked, lowering herself on Robin’s cock with excruciatingly painful slowness, earning her another grunt.

“Are you really expecting me to answer that?”

“I expected better from my tutor.”

Byleth smirked when she saw Robin's expression at the jab.

“Shez, close the door,” he ordered. 

Still in a surprised stupor, Shez kicked the door behind her closed, her eyes still on the pair behind the desk.

Robin snapped his fingers as soon as the door closed, casting a silencer charm and magically clicking the lock closed. He then turned his attention fully on the woman on top of him.

“Okay. You now have my full attention.” To emphasize his point, Robin placed both his hands on Byleth’s hips and pulled her down on his cock. 

“Hngh...!” Byleth inhaled sharply at the sudden feeling of Robin’s shaft reaching deep into her womb, the force used sending a bolt of pleasure shooting through her.

“Happy?” Robin asked, letting his partner adjust to the sudden penetration. 

“Reasonably,” Byleth answered. She then rolled her hips a bit, causing Robin to groan. “I hope you’ve got more in you.”

“Of course. After all, I’d hate to disappoint my favorite student.”

“Good.”

Byleth smiled, nodded, lifted herself up and started bouncing atop Robin’s cock.

Shez wondered if she slipped and hit her head this morning, or if this was some weird, absurd dream she was having as she watched Robin and Byleth go at it like a couple of really horny rabbits. Sure, she knew that Robin slept with Byleth as well as her, but watching them actually do it in front of her eyes was different than hearing about it!

“Hah…!”

“Mmm…”

…Damn, they were really going at it.

Shez asked herself what she was even doing here, watching this lewd display in front of her. Why did they possibly need her here, watching as Robin’s strong arms gripped Byleth’s hips to help him meet her with his own thrusts, or how Byleth’s impressive tits bounced with each thrust and action, or how her usually stoic expression cracked a little as she enjoyed herself, or Robin’s face when he…

...Okay, Shez had to admit that watching the two go at it was pretty hot. Also, damn, Byleth had a great body! Her usual clothes already outlined her figure and bust nicely, but seeing her naked and fucked now was… was…

Shez looked at Byleth then down to her own chest.

Damn it, Byleth had her unquestionably beat in that department! Shez supposed that she had to make the most out of her ass advantage. Speaking of, watching the two go at it right in front of her eyes got her feeling hot and bothered. Shez could feel herself getting turned on and a damp spot forming on her panties. Hopefully she’d get her turn soon…

Just then, after a particularly hard thrust, Robin growled and leaned in to bite Byleth’s shoulder.

Byleth’s eyes widened and she let out a surprised moan at the rough and unexpected action, however…

Shez watched Byleth close her eyes and drag her nails across Robin’s back as her entire body trembled. 

Wait, was that…? Did she just…?

“Haaa…!”

Well, Shez was with Robin long enough to know when he came, although he seemed a bit more guttural today…

After they were done, Robin leaned back in his chair while Byleth remained speared on top of him, catching her breath.

“You’re being more aggressive than usual,” noted the mercenary once her climax started to dissipate. 

“What can I say? You bring out the animal in me,” Robin said playfully. “Did I overdo it?”

“It’ll probably leave a mark.” Byleth brought her hand up and rubbed her shoulder. “But I have to admit that it was certainly… exciting.”

“I’ve noticed that a little pain does add a bit of spice to the high.”

“Just make sure you can control yourself when you go after your usual target.”

“Of course. I’d never dream of hurting you down here…” Robin said, bringing his hands to cup Byleth’s breasts. “Although if you’re telling me you can handle more roughness here…”

“Hey!”

Both turned to the other occupant of the room.

“If you two lovebirds are done, mind telling me why the hell you dragged me here to watch you go at it?” Shez asked impatiently.

“First of all, no one ‘dragged’ you here,” Robin corrected. “I asked you to come here and you did so on your own volition. Second, I asked you to come here at a certain time, which you did not do.”

“So you guys having sex now is my fault?”

“Hey, we didn’t know when you were going to come and we couldn’t wait for you forever!”

Byleth nodded in agreement.

“Right…” Shez couldn’t believe this absurd conversation. “Well I’m here now. What is it that you wanted to share with me that apparently couldn’t wait until after you two had sex?”

“Well, the surprise was supposed to be that Byleth and I have come up with a fun little competition to settle the issue of which one of you is better in bed, but…” Robin paused. “Actually, that’s it.”

“…A what to what?”

“Surprise!”

Shez started incredulously at the smiling tactician.

“Surprise.”

...And the naked professor still seated on his lap, a ghost of a smile on her face (making it really hard to tell if she was trying to share Robin’s enthusiasm or just screwing around).

Shez blinked a few times and shook her head.

“...Seriously, you guys. What?”

“See, this wouldn’t be happening if you came here on time. We had a whole presentation ready and everything…” Robin muttered.

“Robin told me that you want to prove that you’re better than me in bed, so we thought up a way for you to prove that while also having a little fun,” Byleth explained impassively.

“Er, right. What she said. This is a competition that will require strength, stamina, endurance, and, uh, strength!”

“You said strength twice.” 

“...Strength is important enough to warrant two mentions.”

Byleth raised a brow.

“Anyway!” Robin continued, “Short version and rules of the competition are as follows: it’s a points-based system. Each of you gets points if you make me cum, and lose points if you cum. Points gained or lost depend on how quickly the cumming happens and by what method. Whoever has the most points at the end wins.”

“...And who decides who gets what points?” Shez asked, not entirely sure why she was even entertaining this dumb idea.

“That would be me, as a neutral party in your little competition.”

“How will that even work? Why do we get points for making you cum and lose points if we do?”

“I have a very simple system in place. And regarding the second question, because it’s a competition to determine which one of you is better in bed and has better stamina and strength and endurance! You get points for satisfying your partner,” Robin said, pointing to himself, “as well as points for lasting as long as you can without cumming yourself.”

Shez looked at the tactician dubiously.

“It’s a very fair system,” Robin insisted, nodding.

“We came up with it ourselves,” Byleth added.

“And aside from that, there’s basically no other rules. Try to make me cum with whatever methods you can think of, and try to resist doing so yourself. You can even try and sabotage your competition by making her cum before you. It’s all fair game. So.” Robin looked at the purple-haired mercenary. “You in?”

“This sounds like the stupidest—”

“You don’t have to take part, by the way,” Robin added quickly. “This was just a fun little thing Byleth and I came up with. If you’re not feeling comfortable, we won’t force you to take part. But if that’s the case,” Robin turned to Byleth, “I’m going to need your help.”

“Oh?”

“I took the liberty of sneaking out a few stamina potions from our stockpile to prepare myself for this thing. It seems to be working, but I’m not entirely sure how long the effects will last.”

“Effects?”

Instead of answering, Robin looked down. Following his gaze, Byleth was suddenly aware of how his cock was still inside her and still very much erect.

“Yeah…”

“Taking a mysterious potion without researching its duration and effects?” Byleth asked, looking at her partner curiously. “That sounds reckless.”

“It was a calculated risk,” Robin said simply. “Anyway, I have no idea how long the effects of the potion will last, but it seems to be going strong so far. And since I like to make use of everything available to me…”

“You want me to help you get off until the effects wear off.”

“Hey, it’s not like I’ll be the only one enjoying the fruits of our little scientific experiment. We’ll both get something out of it. So.” Robin grinned playfully. “You think you got the stamina to keep up with me?”

Although Shez was just about to reject this ridiculous proposal a few seconds ago, seeing Robin get so friendly and flirty with Byleth made her pause and reconsider. Byleth was her rival, arch nemesis, competition, and everything besides. What the hell was Robin doing getting all friendly with her? Did he think she was better just because she had a bigger rack? Or a better body? No, damn it! Shez couldn’t walk away now that she saw what was at stake! This was a straight contest between her and her biggest rival! If she walked away now she’d basically be admitting defeat and that Byleth was better! And Shez’s pride would never allow her to concede defeat to Byleth without at least putting up one hell of a fight. Besides, seeing Robin and Byleth going at it like that kinda got Shez in the mood to get fucked herself, so she figured she might as well grab the opportunity to find some relief while proving herself better than Byleth.

“Hey, don’t you two start talking like I’m not here!”

Robin and Byleth turned to the purple-haired mercenary, looking as if they were seeing her for the first time.

“Are you still here?” asked the tactician.

“Yes!” Shez was almost insulted by how Robin surprised Robin sounded. “Why wouldn’t I be?”

“You didn’t seem too enthused about our proposal.”

“What makes you say that? Actually, never mind. I’m still here and I’m game for this thing you’ve cooked up.”

“Are you?”

“Yep! Watch me take you for such a ride that you’ll have no choice but to declare me the winner,” Shez declared confidently. “I’ll rock your world!”

“Well if you’re so sure, you’d better get to work.” At Shez’s confused look, Robin continued, “Byleth here’s ahead of you by at least a dozen points.”

“What?! How’s that fair?!”

“Hey, don’t blame me. You’re the one who showed up late!”

“Facing the enemy with a disadvantage, huh? I’ve gotten out of worse situations…”

Shez marched over to Robin while practically tearing her clothes off.

“She seems serious,” noted the tactician. “Worried?”

“I’ll reserve my judgment until I see what exactly I’m up against,” Byleth said, sliding off Robin’s lap to give her competition some room.

“Okay!” Shez said, throwing her last piece of clothing aside. “Let me show you why you should give me all the points immediately.”

“That’s very bold of you to—Aaahh….”

Robin’s sentence devolved into a surprised and throaty moan as Shez kneeled in front of him and took his cock in her mouth without hesitation. The surprises kept on coming when she kept going all the way down, taking his entire length into her mouth until her face was against his crotch.

“A-all the way down in one go…” Robin managed to say, his body shuddering at the sudden pleasurable sensation of having Shez’s warm mouth around his shaft. “That’ll definitely get you extra points…”

Smirking, Shez hummed and slowly dragged her mouth off Robin’s cock.

“You haven’t seen anything yet,” she said.

“Well then—”

Robin didn’t even finish his sentence before Shez threw herself back on his cock, taking it back into her mouth and giving him the sloppiest, most enthusiastic blowjob he received to date.

“Holy—! Ah…! Hngh…!”

Robin bit his lip and squirmed in his chair as Shez got down to work, being single-minded in her objective and using every tool at her disposal to make him cum. It was frenzied, intense, and overwhelming, even for Robin, who by this point had some pretty intense sex with his partners.

“Hoooooly gods…!”

Shez could tell Robin was close with how his cock twitched and throbbed in her mouth. It seemed that her diving straight into it had the intended effect. It was time to finish the job.

While bobbing her head, Shez used her hand to reach up and fondle Robin’s balls. Just as she took his shaft as far as it could go, she gave his balls a gentle squeeze.

“Hngh…!”

That never failed to get Robin off, and this time was no exception.

Robin squeezed his eyes shut and gripped his chair, Shez’s efforts having brought him to an explosive orgasm.

The mercenary kneeled there patiently, her face at Robin’s crotch, playing with his balls as he came down her throat. It must’ve been the stamina potion, because he was definitely cumming more than he usually did. Shez did her best to try and swallow the tactician’s load without choking.

“Hah… Gods…” Robin was breathing heavily once he finally finished. “That was…”

“Good enough to close the gap, I hope,” Shez said, a confident smirk on her face as she slowly got up.

“You definitely get points for technique and effort. It felt like you were sucking my cock like your life depended on it!”

“My reputation, actually, but it’s almost the same thing.”

“Well you did damn well! Got me off in record time and didn’t hesitate to lick the remnants of mine and Byleth’s previous sessions. That definitely gets you extra points.”

“Oh.”

Shez was so focused on the fact that she was at a disadvantage when she started and closing the gap, she didn’t think of anything other than making Robin cum when she took his cock in her mouth. But now that he mentioned it…

“Is that what that taste was?”

“It’s interesting, isn’t it?” Robin asked playfully. “You just had your first taste of the Ashen Demon’s pussy. Sort of. And you just taking my cock, that was deep in your rival’s cunt just moments before, into your mouth gets you a lot of bonus points.”

“Why does that simple action give her bonus points?” Byleth inquired.

“Because I find it hot.”

Byleth raised a brow.

“Hey, I’m not complaining. Whatever gets me ahead,” Shez declared, still internally satisfied how many points her one action got her. “But we’re not done yet.”

“Got enough in you to keep going?” Robin asked.

“I can go as long as I need to in order to win. Now…” Shez walked over to Robin’s desk and leaned forward, presenting herself and playfully wiggling her ass. “You wanna come here and see how many more points I can squeeze out of you?”

“Damn. You get full marks for determination. Does the competition wish to intervene?” Robin asked, turning to Byleth.

“Not at time time. Please, proceed,” she responded, her face unreadable.

“What are you up to—Ah!” Shez yelped as she felt Robin stick two fingers into her soaking cunt.

“Someone looks like she’s good to go,” noted the tactician, spreading his fingers and parting Shez’s folds.

“Mmm, ready, willing, and so very able,” Shez purred, biting her lip in anticipation. “So stick it in me already and let me give you another reason to put me ahead in this little competition.”

“As you wish.”

Shez was so wet that Robin didn’t even need any foreplay, so he chose instead to just grab her hips and ram his cock into her eager pussy.

“Yeessss…!” gasped the mercenary, throwing her head back as she felt Robin’s thick cock inside her.

Although she was participating in this competition to prove herself better than Byleth, Shez couldn’t deny that it did get her in the mood to get railed. Usually she and Robin had a little foreplay before sex, teasing each other, winding each other up slowly before they got down to it. However, with the pressure of the competition over her now, Shez jumped right into it, taking Robin’s cock in her mouth and sucking him off as hard and fast to make him cum as quickly as possible. And the fact that she managed to do so and have enough skill and technique to get Robin groaning and cumming so fast when she put her mind to it, well… Shez found it pretty hot, to be honest. She had that much power and ability to bring Robin to and over his limit if she so desired (it was usually the other way around as Robin, being ever the gentleman, ate Shez out until she was screaming his name into the heavens). The fact that she got so many points to catch up to Byleth, who already had a head start, helped too. So Shez was horny and ready for a good fucking when she presented herself—a fact that Robin didn’t miss.

“Ha…! Harder…!”

And since Robin noticed how wet and ready Shez was, he jumped straight to the part where he fucked her brains out, hard and fast from the get-go.

“Hngh… Damn, beating Byleth got you so… turned on, huh?”

“That’s… Ah! …A part of it, yeah…”

“Keep it up and you’ll be ahead,” Robin said. He then grinned at how Shez’s pussy tightened around him when he gave her that little tidbit of information.

Heh, she was so competitive when it came to her (one sided?) rivalry with Byleth. Naturally, being a good friend/fuck buddy, Robin was only too eager to help her prove herself (and capitalize on the “rivalry" himself in the process).

“Just remember that you have to hold out longer than I can…”

“Hm? What?”

Shez was so focused on her impending orgasm that she only half-registered Robin words.

“Otherwise you don’t get. As. Many. Points…!” Robin emphasized his point by making several particularly hard thrusts after each word.

“Wait, wha—Ah! You—Hngh! I—!”

Shez’s thoughts and objections left her mind by Robin’s third thrust. Once he fully hilted himself, hitting the deepest parts of her womb, Shez’s resistance crumbled. Her pussy clamped around his cock as she came, hard and loud, right on his desk.

“There we are…!” Robin grinned. He loved it when Shez came and how her inner walls squeezed his shaft and the noises she made when she came and it all culminated in a wonderful mix of pleasure that pushed him into…!

Robin grunted, shutting his eyes and tightening his grip around Shez’s hips as he came deep inside her.

“Gods, you’re as a good a lay as ever, Shez. That’ll definitely get you enough points to catch up with Byleth,” Robin declared merrily, pulling his cock out of the mercenary’s cunt (now overflowing with his cum) and slapping her ass. “But since you came first, I’m going to have to deduct a few points so instead of surpassing Byleth, you’re now even.”

Shez mumbled something incoherently.

“Well now. I suppose it’s time for me to go to work, then.”

Robin turned to see Byleth, who was until now watching him and Shez go at it, approach him, a sensual sway in her step.

“Oh? Feeling threatened into action?” he asked playfully.

“I needed to see what my competition was capable of. Now that we’re even, I think it’s time I stepped in to regain the momentum.”

“And how, pray tell, do you intend to do that?”

“Allow me to demonstrate.” Byleth grinned and put her hand on Robin’s shoulder, giving him a sudden push.

“Whoa…!”

Robin stumbled back into his chair. Byleth followed by kneeling in front of his legs.

“I see the effects of the stamina potion are still very much in effect despite everything,” she noted idly, observing Robin’s still-erect cock in front of her.

“It’s potent, that’s for sure,” chuckled the tactician.

“Good. Let’s see if I can’t help you along.”

Robin was sure that Byleth was going to use her mouth, so he was pleasantly surprised when instead she leaned forward and placed his cock between her breasts and then pressed them together.

“Ah…” Robin sighed blissfully. “I forgot how good this felt. Why don’t we do this more often?”

“Because I’m usually too busy sucking you off,” Byleth explained, massaging his cock with her breasts before she began rocking them. “That, or we don’t need the foreplay since we’re good to jump straight into it.”

“We should definitely change it up.”

Robin started moving to match Byleth’s rhythm. Having his cock between Byleth’s breasts was an entirely different sensation from when he “properly” fucked her, but no less pleasant. She probably had the biggest bust of all his lovers, and having his shaft massaged between those sizable, fleshy mounds sent waves of pleasure through his body.

Robin groaned and thrust his hips faster, trying to squeeze every last second out of the titjob he was getting before he hit his rapidly-approaching limit.

Byleth could feel how Robin’s cock throbbed between her breasts and how his thrusts were becoming erratic and how his breathing became heavy and ragged.

“You’re close now, aren’t you?” she asked.

“So… very… close…!”

“Then give it to me,” Byleth said, her voice sultry as she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue.

Godsdamn! That simple action from the usually stone-faced mercenary was what pushed Robin over the edge.

Groaning loudly, he came, shooting his hot spunk all over Byleth’s face and chest (and even managing to get some in her open mouth).

“Fuuuuuu…!” The tactician leaned back into his chair, not expecting the intensity of his orgasm from Byleth’s titjob.

“I assume that was enough to get me ahead,” his lover asked, getting up from her kneeling position.

“Oh yeah. Definitely. Ten points.”

“Good.”

Robin then looked as Byleth, without breaking eye contact, scooped up the cum that was on her face with her fingers and then proceeded to insert those fingers into her mouth, sucking them clean.

“...With an extra five points for that lewd display.”

“Is that all it takes?” 

Both turned to see Shez, who seemed to have regained her energy, sitting up on Robin’s desk. 

“Let me get in on some of that action, then.”

Shez then proceeded to march up to Byleth and make an entire scene of dragging her tongue along her rival’s face, licking the cum off her.

Robin looked at the erotic display in front of him with great interest.

Noting the tactician’s attention, Shez smirked and decided to press her advantage, pulling Byleth close and driving her tongue into her rival’s mouth for a hot kiss.

Robin’s cock twitched at the sight. 

What was more, Byleth, after having got over the initial surprise of it all, seemed to reciprocate, returning the kiss and pulling Shez closer to her so that their bodies were pressing against each other. Judging from her expression, it seemed that Shez wasn’t expecting Byleth to react like that.

Regardless, Robin was treated to the scene of Byleth and Shez making out in front of him, their breasts rubbing against each other and tongues exploring each other’s mouths. Robin made sure to sear that beautiful picture in his mind for as long as he lived… and maybe  get something better in the future.

“W-well…” Shez said, clearing her throat awkwardly as her impromptu make out session with Byleth ended. “That was… unexpected.”

“Weren’t you the one who started it?” Byleth asked, brow raised.

“Well, yeah, but that was to close the gap between us! I didn’t expect you to… to…!”

“Passively let you get points at my expense?”

“No. Well, yes, but—”

“Well you both succeeded!” Robin announced, getting up. “That little display was really something! Shez, good idea and good initiative! Seven points.”

The purple-haired mercenary grinned.

“Byleth, good adaptation to unexpected circumstances and improvisation. Five points.”

“Hey, how come Byleth gets almost as many points as me? I should get way more since it was my idea!” Shez objected.

“Perhaps, but Byleth here didn’t let you take advantage of her and successfully adapted to the circumstances, actively making out with you instead of letting you get all the points. And I have to say, her retaliation made the entire thing very good, and very hot. That’s why she gets five points,” Robin explained.

“What a bunch of—!”

Shez was about to make a scene before she saw the smug look Byleth was giving her. That really set her competitive side into overdrive. She was here to beat the Ashen Demon, and damn it, that’s what she was going to do!

“You know what? Fine. I can still pull ahead!” Shez declared before she pushed Robin back into his chair and climbed on top of his lap. “Now let me show you how.”

Shez then swiftly sank herself down on Robin’s cock.

“Haaaaah…!”

That little display between the two mercenaries got Robin good to go for another round, but the swiftness of Shez’s actions still caught him by surprise. One second he was aching to stick his cock into one of the fine ladies in front of him, the next he was overwhelmed by the sensation of Shez’s walls hugging his shaft.

“That’s right. Focus on how good it feels,” Shez grunted, gripping Robin’s shoulders and wasting no time in setting a rhythm. “Cum quick and give me enough points to pull ahead…!”

“Heh, you’ll… hngh… get there if you keep working so hard…”

“Good…”

With the promise of getting enough points to pull ahead, Shez redoubled her efforts to make Robin cum (although the pleasure she was getting was a nice side benefit).

“...The only rules in this game of ours are the ones we’ve already discussed, right?” Byleth said suddenly, standing from the side.

“Th-that’s right…” Robin confirmed.

“And so… anything is fair game as long as one of us makes you cum and tries to hold out?”

Robin was having trouble concentrating with Shez fucking herself on on lap, so he just nodded unsteadily.

“I see…”

Byleth recalled Robin talking about his and Shez’s sex lives when they were together (which was one of the reasons they decided to organize this little competition), and some specific details of those stories. Well, if he confirmed that everything was fair game, she might as well use that information to her advantage.

Her mind made up, Byleth approached the rutting couple with a confident grin.

Shez, meanwhile, was in her element. Her mind was focused on the competition and on coaxing an orgasm out of Robin. She felt great in the process, sure, but the feeling of Robin’s shaft stretching her in all the right ways as she bounced on top of it was nothing compared to the satisfaction she’d feel when she’d get ahead of Byleth. Shez could feel the pleasure building up inside her, but she was confident she had enough self control to keep it contained until she made Robin cum first.

“Kyaa…!”

And all of that determination and concentration was dashed the moment she felt something poking at her ass.

“What—?” Shez stopped what she was doing and looked behind her, missing Robin’s dissatisfied grunt now that she stopped moving.

“I understand that you’re sensitive back here,” Byleth said, circling her finger around Shez’s asshole.

“What the hell are you do—ING?!” Shez yelped as she felt a finger push past her tight hole. 

“Don’t mind me. Please, continue as you were before.” Byleth’s tone was playful as she slowly inserted another finger into Shez’s ass.

“This is totally inappro—”

“Okay, enough of this distraction.”

Shez barely had enough time to register Robin’s words when she felt his hands on her hips. The next thing she was aware of was the air being knocked out of her lungs as Robin thrust his hips upward while at the same time dragging her hips down to meet his thrust.

“Hrk…!”

Shez’s vision exploded in white when Robin’s cock penetrated deep inside her. But he didn’t stop with just one thrust. Robin was getting close because of Shez’s previous enthusiasm and he didn’t take too kindly to her suddenly stopping everything she was doing. She got him all worked up and he was going to finish, even if he had to do the rest of the work himself.

So that’s exactly what he did.

Shez was lost in a torrent of intense pleasure as Robin kept on thrusting into her pussy. Even though she was in control just a few seconds ago, Byleth threw her off her game and now Robin was suddenly taking control and using her as an outlet to get himself off.

“Ngh…!”

Which wouldn’t have been a problem if it weren’t for the other participant in this session.

“Look at him go. He must be close. Can you last longer?” Byleth asked, pumping her fingers into Shez’s ass to match Robin’s thrusts.

“S-stop that…! It’s no—aaahhh…!” Shez’s objections were cut off after a particularly hard thrust from Robin. Byleth decided to take this opportunity to thrust her fingers as far as they could go and curl them inside Shez’s asshole.

“Oh gods…”

Shez really tried to hold out, but being attacked by both Robin and Byleth was too much.

“Nononononono…!”

Despite her best efforts, Shez caved first, shutting her eyes and crying out as her orgasm crashed against her.

It was a shame, as Robin grunted, hitting his peak moments after Shez.

Byleth watched, a self-satisfied grin on her face as the two lovers came almost simultaneously.

Almost.

“What… the hell… was that…?” Shez managed to ask between pants.

“I don’t know what you mean,” Byleth replied innocently, slowly withdrawing her fingers out of Shez’s twitching asshole (and earning her a needy whine).

“That,” Robin said, addressing Shez, “was worth five points for you and three points for Byleth.”

“Only five points?!” exclaimed the purple-haired mercenary indignantly. “After all that hard work and how much I made you cum?!”

“You’d have gotten more if you didn’t cum first,” Robin stated matter-of-factly.

“But that was because—!”

“Byleth taking the initiative and undermining her competition, which she’s well within her right to do. We did say that all’s fair in this thing.”

Shez looked like he was going to hit him.

“So what’s the score now?” Byleth asked.

“Shez is closing the gap, but you’re still ahead.”

Godsdamn it! Shez could practically feel the smugness radiating from Byleth behind her. She was still losing to the Ashen Demon even in sex, which was completely unacceptable!

“You know what? Fine. Be that way. I’ll pull ahead now that I know how the game’s played.”

“There was nothing stopping you from playing it like this before…” Robin pointed out.

“...Shut up.”

---

Byleth closed her eyes and sighed contentedly, riding Robin’s face and focusing her attention on his skillful tongue as it expertly lapped at her pussy.

Opposite her, Shez was enjoying herself bouncing atop the tactician’s shaft. She was confident that this would get her more points, but as she saw Byleth and her enviably sizable mounds in front of her, Shez recalled something Robin mentioned in passing before when they were together, and decided to take advantage.

Byleth gasped softly and opened her eyes when she felt hands on her breasts.

“You liked that, huh?” Shez asked, a confident grin on her face. “Then you’ll love this.”

Shez then leaned down to take a breast into her mouth and suck on it. Based on Byleth’s reactions, she liked that a lot. Shez supposed that Robin’s divulging little tidbits of information here and there cut both ways: Byleth was aware that Shez’s ass was her weak spot, but Shez was aware that Byleth’s breasts were sensitive during sex.

And it was through that knowledge that Shez, with careful manipulation and slight use of her teeth, was able to make the Ashen Demon cum.

Watching with satisfaction as Byleth’s body trembled as she hit her peak, Shez got back to focusing on her “work” with Robin’s cock.

Making Byleth cum was definitely worth enough points to put her ahead…

---

Shez sighed, falling back on the couch after her latest round, Robin’s seed leaking out of her cunt.

Byleth was about to have her turn with the tactician, but seeing her rival in her current position gave her an idea.

“Come,” she said, addressing Robin while making her way to the couch where Shez lay.

Robin followed, curious as to what Byleth had in mind.

Shez wasn’t aware of what was going on, only focused on regaining her strength before her next round with Robin, so her entire body jerked when she felt something hot and wet licking around her labia.

“What the hell—?!”

Looking down, Shez was greeted by the sight of Byleth, on knees, her head between Shez’s legs. And that warm, wet sensation meant that…

“What are you…?” Shez asked before she felt what Byleth was doing. “Are you eating Robin’s cum down there?”

Byleth’s only response was to hum nonchalantly.

“Why the hell are you… oohh…” Shez moaned as she felt her rival’s tongue probe into her cunt to scoop up Robin’s seed.

“Damn, that’s definitely going to be worth a lot of points just for the sight alone!” declared the tactician. “Byleth here sure is creative. That, or she wants to win. Well, regardless…”

Shez watched, not quite believing what she was seeing, as Robin stood behind Byleth and lined himself up. Surely he wasn’t going to…?

The satisfied sigh she heard followed by the slight jerk of Byleth’s head forward confirmed that, yes, Robin was in fact going to fuck her as she was busy eating Shez out.

And Shez had to admit that was pretty hot.

“Let’s see which one of us cums first,” Robin said as he started hammering Byleth’s cunt. 

Well that was going to be an easy one. Shez was obviously going to win since Byleth’s pussy eating skills were nowhere close to—

A moan escaped her lips.

...Okay, maybe Byleth was better at this than Shez had initially anticipated…

---

“It’s my turn!”

“I’m still good to go.”

Robin looked at his options and pretended to think. The “options” in question were Shez and Byleth, currently both on their hands and knees, presenting their asses and pussies to him.

“I think we’ll change things up right now. Let’s go for a double multiplier round! Twice the points, twice the fun!”

And without elaborating further, Robin lined himself up with Shez’s puckered asshole and pushed in.

“Yeeessss…!”

Shez almost squealed. Not only was this around about anal (her “specialty”), but it was double points! There was no way she’d lose!

“And don’t think I’ll be leaving you out of the fun,” Robin said, rubbing two fingers against Byleth’s pussy to lubricate them before inserting them into her ass.

“Hmmm, fingers only? Putting me at a disadvantage this round?”

“True we haven’t played around with your ass as much as with Shez here!” Robin rammed his hips forward to emphasize his point (causing her to moan lewdly), “but think of this as an endurance round. If you last longer than both of us, you’ll get the most points.”

“Seems easy enough.”

“Does it?”

Robin inserted his fingers into Byleth’s ass all the way to the knuckle, grinning as her muscles tightened around them, and noting how her grip on the sheets tightened.

“We really… ugh… have to work with you more back here.”

“I’ll admit that it’s an interesting feeling...” Byleth said, sticking her ass back to take more of Robin’s fingers.

“Hey! Do a little less talking back there and more fucking me over here!” Shez barked.

“So bossy. Let’s see if we can’t change your tune here…”

---

“Okay, final dash here…” Robin said, looking down at the two competitors, who were currently on their knees in front of him, lavishing his cock.

With both of their holes well used and dripping with cum, Byleth was leisurely kissing and sucking the tip of his shaft while Shez was busy running her tongue along its side.

“Oh, that’s good. Almost there, ladies…”

“Follow my lead,” Byleth said once she suddenly pulled back and started pumping Robin’s cock with her hand. “Focus your efforts below.”

“What—?”

Shez looked over to see Byleth move herself away slightly, open her mouth and stick out her tongue.

Oh, that’s what they were doing, huh?

Deciding to do as instructed, Shez used her hand to massage Robin’s balls while she took her position next to Byleth, imitating her position.

“Oh gods…!”

Moments later, Robin’s cock throbbed and let loose his final load for the day, spraying his hot spunk all over both women’s tongues and faces.

“There we are…”

Robin sighed, falling back into his chair, finally feeling spent.

“I… whew! I think we can close the competition after this!” he laughed. “Now I won’t keep you two in suspense. Points-wise, I have to say that Byleth—”

Robin was interrupted when Shez, making direct eye contact with him, scooped up the cum Byleth’s her face and placed it all on her tongue.

“...Okay, I think I know what comes next. You get three points for creativity, Shez, which means—”

But before Shez could swallow the load she had on her tongue, Byleth moved in to lock their lips together. Robin could tell that there was some tongue movement (and Byleth used the element of surprise to her full advantage).

As quickly as she struck, Byleth parted and looked at Robin, making a show of rolling the contents in her mouth before slowly and deliberately swallowing. 

“Aaaand two final points to Byleth for that display! Which means…” Robin quickly ran the math in his head. “100 points for you both, so it looks like we have a tie!”

“A what?!” Shez exclaimed.

“Congratulations, you two! You are both very skilled in the sex department, if I do say so myself.”

“We thank you for acting as our expert and impartial judge,” Byleth said.

“The hell we do!” Shez objected. “What do you mean, we tied? There has to be a winner in this thing and that winner has to be me!”

“What’re you so upset about? You’re just as good as the Ashen Demon,” Robin noted.

Shez shook her head. “That’s not good enough. I demand a rematch!”

“Heh, yeah. That’s not happening today.”

“Why not?”

“I can safely say that the effects of the stamina potion have officially worn off. And having worn off, I can also say that I am exhausted.” Robin groaned painfully and slumped back in his chair. “I feel like I won’t be able to walk for a good long while…”

Shez was about to argue when she suddenly became aware of how tired and sore her body felt. Her single-minded focus on the competition and beating Byleth meant that she ignored her own condition until now. 

“...Okay, fine. I guess I can accept this result for now,” she said magnanimously. “But we’re definitely going to do this again. And when we do, I’ll come out on top!”

“Do you mean figuratively, or…?”

Shez looked back to see Byleth with a… was that a playful expression on her face?

For someone who had a reputation for being an emotionless killing machine, Byleth was sure showing a lot of attitude as of late…

---

The smart thing to do was probably to rest and recuperate in his room until he got all his energy back, but since Robin felt the irresistible need to report/brag, the first thing he did as soon as he could walk was head to look for a specific someone. 

“Hey, guys. Have you seen…” Robin trailed off as he saw the condition of the two men approaching him in the hall. “What the hell happened to you two? You look like you took on an entire enemy battalion by yourselves.”

Indeed, both male Byleth and Shez looked in pretty rough shape—Byleth looked stoic as ever, but he was using the wall for support with one hand while holding to Shez with the other. And Shez looked completely drained, seemingly borderline unconscious and completely relying on Byleth to keep him upright.

“It was… something like that,” the male Ashen Demon said with uncharacteristic hesitation.

“...Should I be worried? Or call a healer?”

“No, that won’t be necessary. I think we’ll manage by ourselves.”

Robin looked at the two dubiously.

“It’s okay, really. We just need some rest.”

Robin would’ve ordinarily done a lot more questioning, but he himself wasn’t in the best condition and anyway had somewhere to be, so he decided to take Byleth’s word for it.

“Right. Anyway, is Robyn in her office?”

“Yes…” Byleth said slowly. “Why?”

“I have something I need to discuss with her. A strategy thing, you see. Between tacticians and all that.”

“I see. She is in her office, yes, although…” A look of uncertainty briefly flashed across Byleth’s face.

“Yes?”

“I would say that she’s… otherwise occupied.”

“Strategy meeting?”

“No.”

“Medical problems?”

“No.”

“Then she’s not occupied enough for her dear old opposite gender self. Thanks!”

And Robin was off before Byleth could say anything else to stop him.

“That… didn’t sound good…” Shez mumbled.

“...You couldn’t have said something before?”

---

“Heeeeey, Robyn! You’ll never guess what I did!” Robin announced, kicking in the door to his opposite gender counterpart's office. “I—”

And the rest of Robin’s sentence was cut off as the smell of sex hit him like a Thoron spell.

Looking around, Robin noted that the office was a mess, and in the middle of that mess was Robyn, wearing only her coat and lying on her couch. She looked only in slightly better condition than her office. 

“Oh, it’s only you,” she said, the brief look of panic and the sudden intrusion and her state of undress disappearing as she realized it was her opposite gender self barging in unannounced. 

“Damn, what the hell happened here? Did a…” Robin wrinkled his nose, “...a sex tornado tear through here or something?”

“Something like that.”

Robin paused, thinking back at his exploits, who he met just now, their general condition and the direction they were coming from. Surely it couldn’t be…

“...Byleth and Shez?” he asked.

“Byleth and Shez,” Robyn confirmed, taking a sip out of a wine glass next to her, looking quite satisfied with herself. 

“Fascinating…” Robin shut the door behind him and pulled up a chair next to Robyn’s couch. “Let’s compare notes.” 

Notes:

Where Byleth goes, Shez follows. Naturally they'd find themselves there together. At the same time.

It's like, the law.

Chapter 6: Food for Thought

Summary:

Robin's plans keep on getting derailed, much to his frustration.

His day gets worse, then a lot better.

Training wasn’t an activity that Robin enjoyed, but it was something he tolerated mostly because his job required it. Although Robin much preferred to be in his room drafting strategies, or in the library with his nose in a book (to help him refine his battlefield tactics), Robin realized that he had to train in order to maintain his ability to fight. After all, it wouldn’t do anyone any good if he spent all his time in his room drafting battle plans only to die in combat against some common bandits. And it especially wouldn’t do for him to command his forces from behind the lines and the safety of his tent while his friends were out there risking their lives. What kind of message would that send? 

So Robin begrudgingly trained when he could, although he always had the opportunity cost in the back of his mind, imagining what he could be doing instead of getting tired and sweaty on the training grounds. 

The problem only got worse when Robin was summoned to Askr, and it was mostly due to his training partners and their ability to “distract” Robin away from plans he otherwise would’ve taken care of those days…

---

“Okay…! I think that should about do it for today…!” Robin said, breathing heavily. 

“Why so worn out?” Shez asked. “You usually have more in you.” 

“I find I have trouble fighting against axe users in Askr…” Robin took a moment to catch his breath. “I don’t know what it is, but it seems to be a problem unique to this world. Back in mine I didn’t have so much trouble regardless of what weapons my opponents had.” 

“Huh.” 

“Don’t tell me you haven’t noticed the differences between here and your world.” 

“Aside from somehow being stuck with axes as my weapon of choice? Not really.” 

“Really?” Robin asked skeptically. “You don’t notice having more difficulty with sword users?” 

“Not that I can tell.” 

“Huh. So I guess Byleth wiping the floor with you must just be the natural order of things, then.”

“H-hey, that’s not—!” 

“I’m actually curious about that,” the woman in question said, inserting herself into the conversation. “I understand that you met a version of me in your world, correct?” 

“Yeah…” 

“So how did that go?” Robin asked, smirking. “Do you at least tie her in combat, or did she wipe the floor with you then too?” 

“Are you trying to be annoying on purpose today?” Shez said irritably. 

“Just making some idle conversation.” 

“Hmph. Then allow me to change the subject. We’ve done our training and I still have a bunch of energy left. So come on.”

“Huh?” 

“I need to blow off some steam.” 

“The hell? We just trained!” 

“Yeah, and that’s got me all fired up for some other physical activity for which I need you.” 

Robin looked at Shez quizzically. 

“For a brilliant tactician, you sure are slow sometimes,” Shez said, rolling her eyes. “I’m feeling hot after training and I’m in the mood for a quickie. Or two. Or several. Or not so quick.” 

Byleth raised a brow. 

“Oh, is that all, then?” Robin asked sarcastically. “This is how it’s going to work now? You snap your fingers when you’re horny and I come running to be your personal sexual relief partner?”

“Do you have better things to do?” 

“Yes!” Robin exclaimed, almost insulted by the question. “I’m still a tactician, you know, which means that I still spend my time drafting battle plans to ensure that we don’t die out there. I also help out with the admin around here. Sure, I have help from other tacticians, but still. What did you think I do in my spare time, twiddle my thumbs?” 

“I thought you just went and buried your nose in a book or something for the rest of the day.” 

“I don’t know whether to be surprised or insulted by how little you know of what I do.” 

“Hey, I know that you can keep a woman satisfied when you want to,” Shez said, moving her brows suggestively.

“While that is true, I can’t spend all my time satisfying you whenever you’re in the mood, you know.” 

“Clearly. So I’ll let you get back to your important tactician-y things, then,” Shez said, beginning to walk away. 

“How very kind of you.” 

“I guess I’ll just have to work off my excess energy alone while I’m bathing…” 

“Oh, woe is—wait, what?” 

“You heard me,” Shez said, waving and not turning around. "You also know where I'll be if you change your mind." 

Robin’s mind was suddenly flooded with the images of Shez’s nude body, covered in water as she washed herself. He then pictured how it’d look when she pleasured herself while bathing. 

“Ngh, she’s good…” he murmured. “I’d have fallen for that if I had less willpower…” 

“I’m surprised you resisted that offer.” 

“Huh?” Robin was so caught up with his banter with Shez that he forgot there was a third person here with them. “Oh. Yeah. Well, I’m stronger than I look, you know. Both mentally and physically.” 

“So it would seem. You must have a lot of important work if you chose it over spending time with Shez,” Byleth noted. 

“It’s just a lot of things I need to do and I can’t keep on getting distracted. I have everything neatly planned out and getting distracted with ‘side activities’ throws all that into the air, which is… annoying.” 

“I see,” Byleth said, a thoughtful expression on her face. “I suppose I’ll let you get to it, then.” 

“Got plans yourself, huh?” 

“Yes. I thought I’d help Shez relieve herself.” 

“Well I can’t say I—wait. What did you say?” 

“I could use a wash after training myself and think it’d be efficient to give Shez a hand at the same time,” Byleth explained, making her way to Shez’s direction. “If you’re not going to do it, someone has to. So that’s where I’ll be. With Shez. Together. Bathing.” 

“Oh. Uh…”

“I’d offer you to join us, but you obviously have more important things to do,” Byleth finished, smirking before she headed off after Shez. 

Robin’s eyes were immediately drawn to her ass as she left. And immediately, images of a naked Shez fingering herself while in the bath house were replaced by images of a naked Byleth joining Shez and the two women making out with each other. 

“Urgh…” Robin could already feel he had an erection. 

He could just about resist Shez’s offer, but with Byleth now added to the mix…

Wait, no. No! He had a whole list of tasks he needed to do and meticulously planned his day so that he’d get them all done today. Ignoring all of that just to go off and have sex with Shez and Byleth would mess up all his plans and… and…! 

Robin was strong. He had willpower! He thought with his head instead of his baser instincts! 

Just then, an image of Shez and Byleth, their wet and naked bodies pressed together and inviting him to join them, flashed in his mind. 

Robin’s cock twitched. 

“...Gods damn it,” he grumbled, following the two women. 

---

“Ha!” 

Robin cast his spell at the training dummy. 

It was yet another day and another training session. This time Robin was training alone, having ended up spending more time than initially anticipated with Byleth and Shez after their training session, thus leaving his task list no shorter than it was before. If anything, it was longer because spending time with Byleth and Shez left less time for his other tasks. 

Robin sighed. At least he wouldn’t have any distractions today and could finally focus on chipping away at the tasks on his list…

“Ah, Robin. You’re training too?” 

“That I am,” he said, closing his tome and turning around. “Oh.” 

“What’s wrong?” Alear asked as she approached. “Is something in my hair?” 

“No, well, kind of, but also it’s just… I wasn’t expecting to see you dressed like that.” 

“Oh, that? Yeah, I find that dressing down really helps me during training. It’s much easier when you don’t have your armor weighing you down, you know?” 

“I can imagine,” Robin said, nodding. 

Alear in her training garb sure looked different than usual. Aside from just wearing a top and simple pants, she also tied her usually long and flowing hair into a ponytail. Robin had to admit that she looked cute (although her perfectly symmetrical red-blue hair and eye color pattern would forever be one of the most ridiculous things he ever saw). Of course, there was also the fact that the casual top accentuated her surprisingly generous bust…

Gods damn it, Robin could feel his blood rushing downstairs as lewd thoughts about Alear slowly wormed themselves into his mind. He had to change the subject or something, otherwise there was real risk that he’d once again get distracted and—

“Say, uh, Robin?” 

“What? I mean, uh…” Robin blinked and tried to get his mind back to the conversation. “Yes?” 

“Um… do you…?” Alear said, suddenly looking embarrassed. 

“Do I…?” 

“Do you have a moment? T-to help me, I mean?” 

“Of course. What can I do for you?” 

“I-I mean, it’s kind of related to that… issue you helped me with last time?” Alear said, not meeting his eyes. 

“Issue? What…” Robin then realized what Alear was talking about. “Oh.” 

“Yeah…” 

“You’re, uh, still suffering from that?” 

“Well, n-not suffering… and it’s gotten a lot better after you helped out!” Alear said quickly. “But I find that after training or working out that I… uh… you know…” 

“You get horny after training?” 

Alear nodded, her cheeks red with embarrassment. 

“But you train a lot…” 

“And I can usually handle the effects by myself after! It’s just—” 

“Wait a minute.” Robin took a moment to register what Alear just told him. “Do you masturbate every time after you train?” 

“Not every time! Just… when the heat inside me becomes too hard to ignore…” Alear admitted, blushing. “A-and it’s usually not a big deal or anything. I’m usually okay right after, but I thought that today… and I saw you training by yourself… and after last time I thought…” 

Robin watched as Alear trailed off, looking down and shuffling her feet. 

She was really cute. She also had an unexpectedly great body. And if this cute girl was asking him for help, who was he to deny her? Putting aside his task list to help his friend with her sexual urges was a tradeoff he was willing to make. 

“Okay, sure.” 

“Really?” Alear looked up, hopeful. 

“Of course! It’d be pretty inconsiderate of me to leave you like this after what you told me.”

“Thank you, Robin. I know that it’s an awkward and embarrassing thing to ask you—” 

“Nonsense! I already helped you out with a similar issue before, so you have nothing to be embarrassed about.” 

“O-oh. Okay, then. I’m glad you’re so relaxed about this. I guess I was nervous for nothing.” 

“Totally. We’re both friends here and seen quite a bit of each other before, so there’s nothing to be embarrassed about after that!” Robin laughed, trying to lighten the mood. 

“I guess when you put it like that, it does seem a bit silly worrying about being awkward after we did… all of that last time.” 

“Well I’m glad we cleared that up. Just know that I’m happy to help you with this issue whenever you need me to.”

“Thank you, Robin,” Alear said, smiling. 

Gods, she was really cute. 

“Right. So we’re both a bit sweaty from training, shall we wash up first before we resolve your little problem?” 

“Sounds like a good idea.” 

Robin planned to wash in the bath house as usual before taking Alear back to his room, but was then suddenly reminded of his escapades with Shez and Byleth, and how the bath house was a public space and they all had to keep quiet in order not to draw anyone’s attention to themselves. The thrill of potential discovery did spice up the sex, but Robin could’ve done without the stress and extra restraint. So for this time he suggested taking Alear to the secluded lake nearby for some privacy to deal with her “issue.” At least there they could be as loud as they wanted with a minimal risk of being discovered. 

Robin thought that maybe he’d go a few rounds with Alear, maybe have something nice and slow and intimate for a change, and then be on his way to work on his to-do list. If he managed that, he wouldn’t be thrown too off track. 

That plan went out the window as soon as Alear took off her clothes. Seeing that that tight divine dragon body of hers set his blood aflame and awoke something inside him that demanded he take her and pin her down and fuck her brains out immediately. With such a powerful, insistent urge inside him, Robin really couldn’t resist even if he tried. So he gave in, marching over, grabbing Alear and pulling her into a hungry, aggressive kiss before pushing her down on all fours and sticking his cock into her asshole. Robin would’ve felt bad if Alear’s yelp of surprise and pain didn’t feed his already intense lust. If he could think straight, Robin would’ve felt bad were it not for the fact that the noises Alear made as he pounded her quickly devolved into lustful moans and grunts as she tried to meet his thrusts. 

Robin ended up helping Alear satisfy her post-training sexual urges for so long that he had lost track of time. All he knew was that by the time it was over, he was exhausted, sore, and Alear’s urges were more than satisfied. At least the lake was right there so they could wash themselves off after everything was said and done…  

---

“I’ve got to stop getting distracted…” Robin muttered, sighing heavily and taking a sip of his tea. 

“Tough day at work?” Robyn asked, sitting opposite him. 

“Kind of. I always have a neatly planned schedule for my day of the tasks I have to complete. I also plan to stick to that schedule to optimize my very limited time.” 

“Buuuuut?” 

“But something always…comes up. And my schedule and task list ends up growing ever longer instead of shorter. I’ve had to resort to trying to do tasks late into the night in order to alleviate the guilt!”

“I know the feeling,” Robyn said sympathetically. “You have a task list that you look at and have all your activities planned during the day, but then Byleth comes along looking all stoic and you can’t help but wind him up until he’s pent up just enough to give you a good time.” 

Robin raised a brow. 

“Do you mean to tell me that your distractions are different?” 

“No. I mean, maybe? Kind of.” 

“Do tell.” 

“I definitely don’t wind Byleth up. If anything, it’s the other way around.” 

“Oh?” 

“Yeah. I try to do my own work, but it becomes hard when Byleth shows up in her weirdly slutty outfit that accentuates her generous chest and shakes her ass in those extremely short shorts of hers, and it… becomes hard to focus on anything other than my desire to pin her down and have my way with her.” 

“That’s all it takes, huh?” 

“Yes…” Robin sighed guiltily. “Although in my defense, did you see the outfit she wears? How am I supposed to behave when she flaunts herself in front of me in that getup?” 

“I don’t see others getting ready to jump her bones,” Robyn remarked casually. 

“That’s because she doesn’t flaunt herself in front of them! Oh, but she changes the way she acts when we’re together. Shaking her hips more when she walks, making suggestive comments with a completely straight face, teasing remarks with just a hint of a smile. For a supposedly emotionless killing machine, she’s sure shows how to tease a man. Or me, at least.” 

“And you fall for it?” 

“I can’t help it, okay? She’s really hot and the sex is good. I’d feel less guilty if it didn’t interfere with my otherwise busy schedule…” 

“You know you can just say no, right?” 

“Excuse me, have you seen her ass? Or her breasts? Or the rest of her when she’s naked? Saying no to that requires willpower I’m rarely able to muster. Of course, then I remember what she can do, what we usually do together, and it’s just…” Robin closed his eyes and shuddered. “She must be a succubus or something. She knows I think she’s hot, she knows what she wants, and instead of asking for sex like a normal person and what you’d expect out of someone called the Ashen Demon, she’s somehow learned how to be coy, how to tempt me, and how to get me to drop everything including my pants before getting into hers. I’d be more frustrated with how easily she gets me if the sex wasn’t so good.” 

“...Huh. Interesting.” 

“From what you told me, your Byleth isn’t like that?”

“No, interestingly enough. If anything, I do to him what your Byleth does to you, only I drag it out longer.” 

“Do tell.” 

“My Byleth is very quiet, very reserved. Like yours, he doesn’t talk much or express much emotion,” Robyn explained. She then grinned devilishly. “Of course, that just makes it all the better when I can get him to really express himself.” 

“And you do that by…?” 

“By being a flirty little tease and winding him up until he’s ready to burst.” 

Robin raised a brow. 

“You know, put on a lower cut top than usual to and lean him to give him a better view of my chest, ‘accidentally’ rub my ass against his crotch, give playfully suggestive comments but keep myself juuuuust out of his reach. Stuff like that.” 

“That sounds maddening. If my Byleth did that, I’d be pinning her against the nearest wall and sticking my dick in her after maybe an hour of that.” 

“Well, clearly my Byleth has better self control than you,” Robyn said, sipping her cup of tea. “No matter how much I wind him up, he keeps himself under control. Sometimes I get a kick out of watching how desperately he tries to keep himself together.” 

“...You’re terrible,” Robin said flatly. “Why does he even put up with that?” 

“Because he knows the payoff is worth it every time. Once I see he’s at his limit, I let him loose. And let me tell you, after all that teasing and denial? The sex is so good…!” 

It was Robyn’s turn to close her eyes and shudder. 

“So… Ashen Demon in the streets, Sex Demon in the sheets?” Robin asked, chuckling at his joke. 

“...That’s terrible,” Robyn replied flatly. “But yes. Looks my Byleth is a sex demon while yours is a succubus.” 

“That is interesting,” Robin said, pouring himself another cup of tea. “Despite them being opposite gender versions of each other, it seems that there are slight differences in their personalities and responses to, uh, sexual stimuli…?”

“Heh, you sound like Miriel.”

“We are doing a science experiment. Might as well sound like a scientist,” Robin said, grabbing a biscuit from the plate on the table in front of him. “Anyway, that's the Byleths. How's your Shez?”

“...Enthusiastic,” Robyn said, after taking a moment to think about it. “Very straight to the point. His little complex or whatever it is he has with Byleth means that he's always ready to prove himself better than his rival, which means eagerly jumping at the opportunity to have sex.”

“So you don't wind him up like Byleth, then?” 

“Winding up Byleth is great mostly because of that stoic exterior of his and how much fun it is pushing it to breaking point. Shez is more expressive, so doing them same thing to him kind of loses the appeal. The sex is pretty fun, though.” 

“Hm.” 

“What about you?” 

“Pretty much. My Shez also has a little competition going with my Byleth so she's always ready and eager to go. She's also not an evil succubus like Byleth, by which I mean she asks for sex like a normal person instead of teasing me with her body. Most of the time, but teasing with her I can handle. It's fun, even. She's direct and sex is also fun with her.”

“Interesting. Personality-wise I feel they have more differences between them than the Byleths do, but it seems that they're more similar to each other when in the bedroom.” 

“Interesting indeed.” Robin took a sip of his tea. 

“And I'm guessing based off our uncanny synchronicity that you've also managed to bed your Alear?” Robyn asked. 

“I have.”  

“And how was it?” 

“It's the strangest thing. I thought that sex with Alear would probably be the most vanilla thing. Her strange and totally unbelievable color scheme aside, she's kind of cute, you know? Big, wide eyes, round face, squeezable cheeks, cute smile, soft voice and all the rest of it made me think that I'd take it slower with her in comparison to Byleth and Shez. Maybe be softer, more romantic, with hugs and cuddles and the like, you know?” 

Robyn nodded. 

“But when push comes to shove and I'm about to have sex with her, it's like something snaps inside me and I lose my mind and the only thing I can think of is how much I want to dominate this cute girl and fuck her brains out in the hardest, roughest, meanest way possible!” Robin exclaimed. “Which really isn't like me, you know? I end up having rougher sex with her than at any time with Byleth and Shez, probably to the point that it must hurt, although strangely enough Alear seems to be really into it when I get like that, always begging for more and willing to take anything I throw at her. I’d feel bad about it if… well…” 

“That uncharacteristic and dominating sex wasn’t mind-blowingly satisfying?” 

“Yeah… Wait, does that mean…?” 

“Yep.” Robyn nodded. “Me too.” 

“With your…?” 

“Yeeep. Like you, I thought sex with Alear would be slower and more intimate. Like you, I think he’s a really cute, soft boy, who needs to be handled with care and affection. And like you, when we actually get down to it, I get an uncontrollable urge to just…” Robyn tried to articulate her thoughts, but ended up clutching her fingers with a wild look in her eyes. “To have him at my mercy, under my foot, begging me just… it… it…!”

“We’re not sadists, are we?” Robin asked, a bit concerned. 

“I don’t think so. Fun teasing Byleth aside, I don’t really enjoy tormenting others or seeing them suffer.” 

“Neither do I.” 

“There you go, then. We’re not sadists,” Robyn declared confidently. 

“Then why with the Alears?” 

“That’s a great question. Something about them specifically that arouses our sadistic sides.” 

“Why do you think that is?”

“Hell if I know. Could be any number of things.” 

“Maybe something worth looking into.” 

“Hmm.” 

Both tacticians sipped their tea. 

“Anyway, now that we’ve compared notes and progress, what next?” Robyn asked. 

“I’ll have to finally buckle down and finish my damn task list,” Robin muttered. “That thing’s only getting longer and it’s gotten to the point that it’s giving me anxiety.” 

“That sounds rough,” Robyn said sympathetically. 

“What does that mean? Is your task list not in such a dire state?” 

“I’m a bit behind schedule, but I think I should be able to tackle it to a manageable level.” 

“...How? When we’re—” 

“Probably because I take less time to craft battle plans.” 

“What? How?” 

“Team composition.” 

“...What?” 

“Your team is actually quite balanced with two sword users, an axe user, and yourself,” Robyn pointed out. “Good unit variety leads to many tactical options and plans. Contrast with me, the only magic user in a team of sword users.” 

“Oh. Right. Huh. That must be annoying.” 

“A bit. Hope the next members I get have more weapon variety. As fun as it is, there is only so much I can do with what I have. What I wouldn’t do for a lance user…” 

“It’s a blessing and a curse.” Robin finished his cookie and drank his tea. He then stood up. “Chatting with you has been fun as always, but I have to get going to do my tasks.” 

“Leaving me without even a quickie?” Robyn asked, surprised. 

“I told you that my task list is giving me anxiety, didn’t I? I have to cut it down!” 

“Must be serious if you’re leaving me like this.” 

“Woe is you!” Robin threw his hands up in the air dramatically. “If only you had other partners to satisfy your insatiable and deviant sexual proclivities!” 

“We’re deviants now?” 

“Always have been.” 

With his parting witty remark, Robin left the room and entered the hallway. He was about to head to his own room when he realized that he was hungry.

“Guess I want some hot food instead of tea and cookies…” 

So Robin decided to head to the kitchen to get some hot food before tackling his ever-expanding task list. After all, one couldn’t be efficient on an empty stomach. 

---

“...” 

Kris looked at her cookbook. Then at her pot. Then back at her cookbook. 

Of the many things she was back in her world, a cook was not one of those things. In fact, her friends gently steered her away from the endeavor whenever she tried (which was much nicer than her grandfather, who bluntly said that she should “never attempt to cook”), which was fair enough. Kris had enough self awareness to know her limitations and listen to her friends. She did, however, want to see if being summoned to another world somehow managed to change that trait. After all, it was a new world with new ingredients! That had to mean that she’d be able to make something edible, if not delicious, right? 

“Uh… huh.” 

The good news was that her stew looked like what a stew should look like. The bad news was that it didn't quite taste like stew. Initially. Kris thought that she’d fix that by adding more salt and spices and a lot of other things, but now… 

Kris looked at her stew again. Somehow the boiling looked… angry? Kris knew that was silly, but looking at it made her… uneasy. Maybe it was best to—

“Heeey, what smells nice over here?” 

Nice? Her food smelled nice! That meant that it couldn’t possibly be—! 

“Oh, I guess that would be me,” Kris said, snapping out of her relieved thoughts. “I had some spare time and thought I’d make something for everyone.” 

“I like the smell of that!” Robin came close to the pot and sniffed. “Ooh, that’s a very powerful aroma!” 

“I, uh, yes. I think that’s what I was going for…”

“Mind if I steal a little bite? I’m actually starving!” 

Something in the back of Kris’ mind told her that wasn’t such a good idea, but she was too excited that she maybe made something good to listen. 

“By all means,” she said, pouring a healthy amount into a bowl and passing it to Robin. “Please let me have your honest opinion.” 

“I’m nothing if not honest!” Robin said enthusiastically, taking a large spoonful and shoving it into his mouth. 

---

“Whew! I think we managed to save him!” Lissa announced, exiting the medical ward. 

“And not a moment too soon,” said Mercedes. “If he was brought any later, I’m afraid we would have lost him.” 

“Was… was it that bad?” Kris asked tentatively. 

“I’ve seen my fair share of injuries, but I’ve never seen anything quite as grave as this,” Elice said. “It took all of our combined efforts to pull him from the brink of death.” 

“Oh.” 

“What even happened to him to get him in such a state?” Lissa wondered aloud. 

“He… tried my cooking…” Kris admitted slowly.

The three healers looked at her for an explanation. 

“Y-yeah. One moment he was trying my stew, and the next he doubled over crying out in agony, and I had to rush him here, and…” Kris trailed off. 

“Your…”

“Huh?” 

Lissa and Mercedes looked at Kris, a mix of confusion and disbelief on their faces.

“Right. Well regardless of what got Robin in such a condition, I believe the best thing to do now is to let him rest,” Elice announced diplomatically, changing the topic before things could become awkward while at the same time managing to suppress her cringe at the thought of how bad Kris’ food must’ve been in order to reduce Robin to his current state. “Let’s give him some space, shall we?” 

“Hey, what—” 

“But we—” 

“Come along, now,” Elice said gently, while not-so-gently pushing Lissa and Mercedes away. “And thank you, Kris, for bringing Robin to us. We couldn’t have saved him without your help!”

Kris smiled and waved weakly at the departing healers, making a mental note to thank Elice for rendering that situation a lot less awkward than it would have otherwise been. She also made a mental note to herself to stick to fighting and stay away from cooking. 

It seemed that some things didn’t change, even between worlds. Or maybe even made them worse. 

Kris sighed. 

Her cooking literally almost cost Robin his life, according to the healers. How did she get worse?! 

Quietly entering the medical ward, Kris looked down at the unconscious tactician. If she didn’t know any better, she’d say that he was sound asleep. 

Now, Kris might not have known much about the man and their paths rarely crossed, but she was recently informed by The Summoner that there was going to be some reshuffling due to new heroes constantly appearing, and that Kris was going to be working with Robin and his team. 

Naturally Kris had no objections and started doing some research on her new teammates to better prepare herself when the change “officially” happened. What she learned was that Robin was the only magic user in a team of physical attackers, that he helped The Summoner and other tacticians plan their strategies and draft war plans (being a tactician himself), that he was an affable individual and a competent fighter on the field, and other such details. 

All of which was helpful, but nothing in comparison to what Kris managed to overhear about her new squad and its unofficial leader…

Kris’ eyes subconsciously drifted to Robin’s crotch. And she gasped at what she saw. 

Because while Robin was knocked out due to his near death experience with her food, his body was not, as evidenced by the visible and sizable bulge in his pants. 

“Oh my…” 

What was he seeing to get him like this, Kris wondered…

---

Robin was in complete darkness. 

Was he asleep? Or was he dead? Gods, he really hoped he wasn’t dead. There was so much he still had left to do! 

As Robin was trying to figure out what was happening, he saw a faint light in the distance. It was… warm. And comforting. And strangely irresistible. Robin felt drawn to it like a moth to a flame. 

“A light in the darkness, huh? I thought death would be a little more creative…” he muttered, getting up and being pulled toward the light. 

“Wait…” 

“Huh?” 

Robin heard a soft voice calling out to him.  

“Don’t go…” 

“But the light is so warm and comforting…” 

“Are you really going to give up all that you have for some stupid light?” 

The voice became less soft and more assertive. 

“What—?” 

Robin looked back and saw Robyn looking at him with disapproval. 

“Why are you here?” he asked. 

“To keep you from doing something stupid.” 

“Well make your case, because I’m moments away from the calming eternal rest that lies beyond the light there.” 

“You’re really choosing the light over us, huh?” 

“Wha—?” 

Robyn was suddenly joined by Byleth. That wouldn’t have been anything extraordinary, except that Byleth was completely naked, her fit body immediately drawing Robin’s eyes. 

“Good enough argument?” Robyn asked, smirking 

Robin groaned. The light was still very tempting, but seeing Byleth’s gorgeous body was already starting to redirect his blood flow. 

“You know what, forget him. We don’t need him!” Shez appeared next to the two women, as naked as Byleth. “He can go do whatever he wants in the great beyond. We’ll just have fun ourselves!”

Robin groaned again as he watched Shez pull Byleth into a deliberately sloppy kiss, her hands roaming around her rival’s body. 

Naga, he was so hard… 

“If you want to leave them for some stupid light, fine. But can you really leave your pet?” Robyn asked. 

“Pet? I don’t have a—” 

Robyn held out her hand and materialized a leash. Robin’s eyes followed the leash to a collar. Said collar was attached to Alear’s neck. 

“What? When did you—?” 

Alear was naturally naked too. She was also floating in the air, her hands above her head and her legs spread, some sort of magic keeping her bound in her position. 

“Look at her. She’s going to be so sad if you leave her,” Robyn cooed, dragging her finger along Alear’s inner thigh before tracing it over Alear’s slit. 

Robin was sure Alear would’ve moaned were she not gagged. He also wished he could see the look on her cute, round face if she wasn’t blindfolded. Her reaction was clear, though, with her body shaking with anticipation and her arousal dripping down her thighs. 

“Aren’t you selfish, choosing your own pleasure over hers. Don’t you have any shame?” Robyn admonished. 

“Stay with us,” Byleth said, suddenly appearing by Robin’s side, putting her hand on his chest. 

“Don’t be selfish,” Shez added, appearing on Robin’s other side, her hand slowly drifting down to massage his cock. 

“Think of who and what you’re leaving behind,” Robyn purred, manipulating Alear so that she was floating on her back, with her legs bent so that her ankles were above her head, exposing her sopping pussy. 

Robin groaned again, Shez and Byleth kissing him from both sides while his cock was lined up with Alear’s quivering cunt. 

…Okay, maybe the light could wait a bit. He had to take care of some unfinished business, after all…

---

Kris kept looking as Robin’s erection kept on growing, now looking like it was straining against the confines of his pants. 

She wondered what she should do. Robin was recovering, but she couldn’t leave him in such a state, could she? It didn’t seem terribly comfortable, being in such a condition while also being unconscious. 

Kris supposed that she could try to make Robin more comfortable by moving his pants a bit so that his “thing” wasn’t in such an obvious position…

You could also sneak in a quick peek while you’re at it. 

No, absolutely not! That would be wrong and inappropriate! Kris didn’t even know where that thought came from! 

…Well that wasn't entirely true. 

While she was busy doing research on her soon-to-be teammates and battle partners, Kris came across some private details which made her… curious. Like when she overheard Shez and Byleth arguing (well, maybe a one-way argument from Shez’s part. If anything, Byleth seemed quite amused when she did react) about which one of them won their latest “competition” with Robin. What the two women supposedly did with Robin was so unexpected that it left Kris shocked. Of course, once the shock passed and she had time to process what she heard, she couldn’t help but be intrigued. Shez had to be exaggerating, right? The curiosity only grew when Kris was in the forest near the castle gathering firewood and heard some very loud noises that sounded like someone getting attacked. Kris rushed over to help only to stumble upon Robin and Alear going at it by a lake. Kris had enough sense to quickly and quietly scurry away before she was discovered by the two while they were having an intimate moment, but the brief glimpse that Kris got was enough to confirm at least some of Shez’s claims. 

So apparently her new team had that sort of relationship. And now Kris was looking down at the man who was satisfying three women. More specifically, she was looking at the pole in his pants that was his erection. 

And Kris couldn’t help but let her imagination wander. 

She supposed that she could try to adjust Robin’s pants to put his dick in a more comfortable position (and take a peek at it while she was at it), but was hesitant because, among other things, she wouldn’t be making the best first impression if Robin woke up to find her in the middle of adjusting his pants (especially after she was the one who put him in the medical ward in the first place). Then again, the healers did say that Robin literally almost died and needed time to heal, so he probably wouldn’t be waking up anytime soon, right? 

Robin shifted and groaned on his bed. 

Well, Kris supposed that decided it. Poor Robin looked uncomfortable and strained. It had to be because his erection was straining against his pants, so Kris had no choice but to help adjust his pants to ease his condition. 

Obviously. 

Thus having decided her course of action, Kris locked the door to ensure their privacy before returning to Robin’s cot. 

“Okay. So…” 

Kris slowly and carefully unbuckled Robin’s belt and pulled down his pants and undergarments. She then gasped when she saw his cock, rigid and erect, out in the open. 

So this was Robin’s thing, huh? It was quite large, although admittedly Kris didn’t have a point of reference. And this thing was inside Byleth, Shez, and Alear? And from what Kris heard, made them feel really good. What if she…? 

No, Kris couldn’t do anything further. She pulled down Robin’s pants so that his dick had more space, and admittedly Robin’s expression did seem more relaxed now that she did, so that was that. Kris also satisfied her curiosity after what she heard, so there was nothing to do except wait for Robin’s erection to die down and pull up his pants when it did, thus leaving him to heal in peace. 

Although…

Kris’ mind recalled reading about (or maybe hearing from some of her male comrades from her world) that having an erection for too long actually put a lot of strain on men, especially if they were pent up. Now, Kris didn’t know how long it was since Robin had sex, but from the look of things, his erection wasn’t dying down. Or even close to it. Kris also remembered overhearing how to resolve that issue. Now, naturally she wasn’t going to have sex with Robin or anything, but she could help in other ways. And she was doing this because she was concerned about Robin’s wellbeing and wanted him to have a peaceful recovery after what she did to him. 

Obviously. 

Kris reached out and tentatively prodded at Robin’s erection. When Robin didn’t wake up, she slowly wrapped her hand around his cock. 

Robin groaned softly. 

“Wow.” 

It was hard and hot. Was it supposed to be? But Robin’s reaction was… positive? Probably. That sounded like a groan of satisfaction, at least. Or Kris thought it did. 

So now she had her hand wrapped around Robin’s cock. Robin seemed to like the feeling, but if anything, all it did was make him even harder. Kris could practically feel it pulsating in her hand. 

Now what? 

Well, there was really only one thing she could do in her position. So in the name of easing the pressure Robin surely felt, Kris started to slowly pump her hand around his cock. That’s what women did, right? She was sure she overheard something like this when she visited the local tavern (and Shez's bragging, too). 

Robin’s breathing quickened as his body felt the simulation. He was enjoying it, based on his expression, which was encouraging and a sign for Kris to increase her pace slightly. 

That caused Robin to gasp. 

Gods, he was so hard. Kris wondered what he was seeing to get him in such a state? Regardless, she was there to ease the pressure and make him feel better. Kris just wished that she had a sign of something to indicate how close Robin was. Having never done such a thing before, she had no idea what to look for when— 

“Ah…” 

“Whoa!” 

Kris gasped as Robin decided to cum at that moment, his cock twitching before it erupted, covering her hand with his seed. 

“Wow. That’s certainly a lot…” 

Kris slowly pulled her hand off Robin’s cock and marveled at how much he came. He must’ve been really pent up, since her hand was almost entirely covered with his cum! 

“Okay. That’s that, so now…” 

Kris looked down and froze, being confronted with several problems. Firstly, Robin was still hard. If Kris thought that her handjob was going to be enough to get his erection to die down, she was wrong. Even after his orgasm and the torrent of cum, his cock was still as stiff and erect as before. The more immediate problem, however, was that aside from covering her hand, Robin’s powerful orgasm meant that there was cum on his crotch and clothes. And that would naturally raise questions once he woke up. 

Okay. No need to panic. Kris dealt with situations more dire than this one. All she had to do was keep calm and think.

Right. So Kris took a deep breath to steady herself and come up with a plan. The most pressing issue was to deal with the mess she made (well, technically the mess Robin made, but she had a hand in it), so Kris looked around until she found a few towels. She then dipped them a bit in a bucket of water that was around and tried to wipe as much cum off Robin as she could. 

“Right. Okay,” Kris said to herself, looking down at her work. She had to admit, it looked as if nothing happened. If she were to pull Robin’s pants up now, no one would ever even suspect anything happened between now and whenever Robin woke up. 

That's definitely what Kris should’ve done, however, she was still confronted with the second issue that was Robin being still erect. Kris supposed she could just leave him like this and hope that his erection would settle down eventually and he couldn't be too uncomfortable in the meantime, but…

Kris looked down at this cock and her mind wandered back to the “argument” between Shez and Byleth and how the two women casually discussed, among other things, what they did with their mouths to bring Robin over the edge. 

From what Kris heard, they sure seemed enthusiastic about using their mouths and swallowing Robin's cum. That must've meant it tasted good, right? And Robin must've enjoyed it, given that there was apparently a competition to see which one of the women could make him cum the fastest. 

So Robin liked it when women used their mouths on him.

Kris’ eyes drifted down to Robin's erection. 

Well. Kris set out to resolve this little problem and she might as well see it all the way through. Not like she was doing this to sate her own curiosity or building arousal or anything. 

Not at all. 

So Kris got on the cot with Robin and lowered her face to his crotch. Up close, it seemed so much bigger. Kris could see every detail, every vein, every little twitch…

Kris unconsciously licked her lips. Committing herself, she then stuck out her tongue and slowly dragged it up Robin's shaft, from his testes all the way to the tip. 

Robin let out what sounded like a trembling, satisfied moan. That encouraged Kris to keep going, using her tongue to clean every inch of the cock in front of her. 

While Kris was doing this to help a friend and comrade (and for no other reason!), she had to admit that doing something like this did get her worked up. She was a proud knight of Altea, in service to none other than the “Hero-King” Marth (as he was later to be known) as one of his friends and advisors. She was to represent all of those admirable knightly values, and yet here she was, on her knees, pleasuring a man with her mouth. It was so far away from the image she was supposed to uphold, so debauched, so naughty, so… hot.

Once Kris was done, she supposed that there was just the logical next step. Not quite believing what she was about to do but too eager to actually stop herself, Kris made one final lick from the base to the tip before opening her mouth and… 

“Ahhh…” 

Robin's body seemed to relax once Kris took his shaft into her mouth. That was a good sign. She wanted him to be relaxed and comfortable, which meant that she was on the right path, using her mouth. So all she had to do was continue. 

So that's what Kris did. Or tried, at least. Robin's shaft was impressive when she saw it up close, and it felt as impressive as she tried to take the whole thing in her mouth. Not quite expecting how it would stretch her jaw, Kris had to stop halfway and pull back for a break. 

Robin's brows furrowed, his cock no longer enveloped by the warmness of Kris’ mouth. 

She supposed she should be flattered. 

Gods, Kris started out trying to help Robin but she was suddenly starting to feel hot herself. Looking around to ensure that no one was coming, Kris lowered herself down to Robin's crotch again, but this time one of her hands reached down and slid under her pants and underwear. 

Kris moaned alongside Robin as she took him into her mouth again, while at the same time she slid two fingers inside herself. 

Gods, she, a royal knight of Altea, was now sucking a man's cock like some common street wench. For some reason, that thought got her incredibly aroused. 

Being partly driven by her own arousal, Kris used her willpower to suppress her gag reflex and take Robin's cock all the way down to the base. 

“Mmmm…” 

Robin sighed contentedly, evidently enjoying how his cock felt in the snugness of Kris’ throat. 

Kris stayed with her mouth full of Robin's shaft as long as she could. When she was at her limit, she slowly pulled herself up. 

“Gods, I can't believe I actually did that,” she muttered. 

The logical part of her mind urged her to stop. She'd gone this far without anyone interrupting or noticing, so it was time to pull back before someone discovered them or Robin woke up. The logical part of her mind, however, was overruled by the suddenly very insistent horny part, which pointed out how hot her body felt, how wet her pussy was, and how utterly depraved it would be if she'd finish Robin off using her mouth and swallow everything he offered her. 

Byleth and Shez did it (and presumably Alear too) and they talked very enthusiastically about how much of Robin's cum they could swallow. If they could do it, so could she... at least that's what the horny part of her mind reasoned. Besides, it was all in the name of helping Robin rest in his unconsciousness. 

Naturally. 

With that convincing argument (and the arousal she now felt throughout her entire body), Kris dropped her head and took Robin's cock in her mouth again, while at the same time resuming her fingering. This time, however, she didn't take it slow. With the knowledge that she could take his entire length in her mouth, Kris didn't hesitate to swallow Robin's cock in one fluid movement, taking pleasure out of how easily it filled her mouth. 

“Ahh…” 

Robin groaned. 

Kris took that as a good sign and continued. This time, instead of keeping herself down on his cock, Kris pulled herself up until only the tip was in her mouth before quickly swallowing the cock again, repeating the motions until she was enthusiastically bobbing her head and giving Robin a fast and aggressive blowjob. 

At the same time, Kris’ fingers were busy pumping into her increasingly wet and needy pussy. 

Gods, she must've been the most depraved, perverted of all Altean knights, giving head to a man she barely knew and didn't “officially” meet yet. She probably should have felt shame, but instead felt nothing but pleasure the more she thought about how debauched she was acting. 

So she continued, pumping her fingers in her pussy while at the same time vigorously bobbing her head along Robin’s cock. Sometimes Kris slowed down and rolled her tongue along the shaft, sometimes popping it out of her mouth to give it licks and kisses before swallowing it while again. This was all for Robin's sake, naturally, but Kris had to admit that she did enjoy the little waves of pleasure that shot through her every time she felt Robin's cock hit the back of her throat. 

Was he close? She hoped he was close. She was definitely close. So hot and aroused and very, very close. What would happen when Robin came? How would it taste like? How would she even know? Would she be able to swallow—

Robin chose that moment to grunt and let Kris find the answer herself. 

“Mmmph?!” 

Kris had barely any warning before Robin's cock twitched and her mouth was suddenly flooded with cum. Kris instinctively tried to swallow, but the torrent was seemingly endless, and it was only a matter of time before Kris had to pull herself off Robin's cock, otherwise she'd risk the cum pouring out of her overfilled mouth. 

“Ah!” 

Kris gasped, pulling her head back. Unfortunately for her, Robin wasn't finished, his cock still spraying his seed. And without Kris’ mouth to contain it, the result was that a significant amount of cum got on Kris’ face. 

While Robin's orgasm caught Kris by surprise, that didn't stop her fingers from furiously pumping in and out of her cunt. And her face being unintentionally coated with Robin's cum was exactly the sort of dirty and perverted thing that Kris needed to push her over her limit. 

“Oh Naga…!” 

Or hurtling her past it. 

Kris bit her lip, her vision exploding in white as she experienced the most intense orgasm of her life. With her face covered in cum and her pussy squeezing her fingers, Kris rode her orgasm for what seemed like an eternity. 

“Oh gods…” she breathed heavily, regaining her senses after a long, blissful while. 

The first thing she did was finally take her hand out of her cunt and used it to wipe some of Robin's cum off her face. After looking at the thick glob in her hand for a moment, Kris decided that, having come this far, she might as well go all the way. 

Even though she just had an intense orgasm, Kris felt the heat spread throughout her body again as she licked her fingers clean of Robin's cum. 

“Hm. An interesting taste,” she mused. 

Getting off the cot, Kris washed her face in the nearest basin. She'd probably need to take a shower after, but cleaning her face like this should suffice for now. 

Returning to Robin's cot, Kris saw that her little “session” with Robin created a familiar problem: he again had cum on his thighs and clothes. 

“Oh boy, not again…” Kris muttered to herself, looking around for more towels. On the bright side, Robin's erection seemed to have finally subsided. Kris supposed the combination of her hands and mouth alleviated the pressure the bedridden tactician must've felt. So he no longer needed her help.

Kris tried to suppress the pang of disappointment as she cleaned Robin up, wetting the towels and wiping the evidence of her little indiscretion off his body. That naturally involved cleaning around his flaccid cock, which inevitably involved her inadvertently touching it to try and clear up the excess cum. 

By the the Kris was done and threw the towels yet again into the laundry hamper, Robin was hard yet again. 

“Oh dear…” 

Kris couldn't do any more. She already used her hands and her mouth, anything more would be too much and too risky. Robin would surely wake up! Or someone could interrupt them! Or… or…

Or you could help him out again, and feel much, much better this time. 

Kris stood at the cot, looking down at the tactician and his erection. She remembered the mind-blowing orgasm she just had and just noticed how wet and sticky her panties were. 

Well you certainly can't go out like that, with your panties ruined and a visible damp spot on your shorts between your legs. Might as well take them both off to dry. And in the meantime…

Kris bit her lip. She wasn't usually so reckless… or so horny, but she already came this far and could feel the anticipation and arousal building up inside her again. She'd think about the consequences of her actions later, now…

Kris removed her shoes, slid her shorts and peeled her panties down her legs. Once bare from the waist down, she carefully climbed on the cot and kneeled, her pussy hovering above Robin's shaft. 

“Am I really going to do this?” she asked herself. She paused for a minute, the reasonable part of her mind making a last-ditch attempt to stop her. But then Kris saw a thin trail of her arousal, dripping from her pussy and onto Robin's cock. 

“Wow…” 

Somehow that sight was so lewd, so naughty, so hot that erased all remaining doubts in her mind. 

Thus, without hesitation, Kris wrapped her hand around Robin's cock and guided it to her eager pussy as she lowered herself. She at least had enough presence of mind go take it slow and not down herself on Robin's cock all in one go (no matter how hot that sounded). 

“Ohhh gods…!” Kris moaned as Robin's shaft stretched her walls. 

Hand and mouth were one thing, but feeling him inside herself was something completely different. He felt so much bigger now that she was taking him “down there”! Kris was only halfway though and yet she already felt at her limit! But she was nothing if not determined, so Kris persevered. It helped that every inch she took set her nerves on fire and shot a bolt of pleasure directly into her brain. 

“Hnngh…!” 

Kris groaned as her crotch touched Robin's and his entire length was inside her. Gods, she felt so full. Robin's cock was filling and stretching her pussy in all the right ways. Kris took a moment to close her eyes, steady herself and just let herself adjust to the feeling of this meaty thing inside her. 

“Gods. Okay…” 

It was a good thing Kris decided to take it slow. While she was pretty sure the orgasm that she would've experienced if she just speared herself on Robin's cock would've been incredible, Kris was pretty sure that it'd also overwhelm her mind and there was a good chance she'd pass out. At least currently, Kris was aroused and could feel her orgasm bubbling inside her. All she needed to do was “avail” herself of Robin's shaft for a little longer and she'd get there on her own pace. 

“Okay…” 

Kris took a deep breath and prepared to lift herself off Robin's cock, she noticed that the tactician’s jaw seemed tighter than before. Looking around, Kris also noticed that his hands were clenched into fists. 

Huh. That was unusual. Was he seeing something in his dreams? Or perhaps…? 

Kris looked down at where they were connected. 

Maybe he felt what his body was feeling despite his unconsciousness and was trying to restrain himself? One's bodily functions were, after all, something one tried to control even in unconsciousness. But if that was the case, then poor Robin was denying is own release and pleasure! And it was all because of Kris. And since she felt guilty, she had no choice but to help him cum. 

Naturally. 

Trying to get some leverage, Kris made some experimental touches on Robin's chest. When he grunted but didn’t otherwise react, Kris leaned over and put her hands on his shoulders while she slowly lifted herself off his cock. 

The feeling of emptiness lasted only for a brief moment before Kris lowered herself down on Robin's shaft again. 

“So good…” she moaned once he was all the way inside her again. 

Kris repeated the motion a few more times, lifting herself off Robin's cock before lowering herself again, slightly faster each time as she got used to the feeling of Robin filling her. She was gradually making her way to her orgasm when her mind wandered and she…miscalculated. 

“Hngh?”

Kris was suddenly hyper aware of Robin's cock not slowly stretching her walls, but impaling her with full force. It felt like the air had been knocked out of her lungs, but more importantly…

Kris threw her head back as the sudden and deep penetration brought her orgasm violently crashing against her. 

In the midst of her climax, Kris didn't even register Robin's strained grunt, nor the feeling of his cock erupting inside her and filling her with his cum. 

“Gods…” 

It took a moment for the world to stop spinning. 

Kris blinked and looked down. 

Surprisingly, Robin was still knocked out. At least he looked more relaxed. Wait a minute…

It was at that moment Kris realized she felt… fuller, than usual.

Slowly (and somewhat reluctantly) pulling herself off the unconscious tactician, Kris noticed the cum leaking out of her cunt and down her legs. 

“Oh.” 

Well, mission accomplished. She managed to ease the pressure off Robin and had some fun along the way. And to top it all off, Robin was still out of it and no one interrupted them. She succeeded in every way possible! The only thing left was to clean up and get out. 

So Kris wiped herself off with a spare towel and proceeded to clean up Robin's shaft. The ward was going to run out of towels at this rate. 

“Oh.” 

Kris was just finishing up when she noticed that Robin was hard again. She supposed it was perhaps inevitable, given how much attention she gave his cock to ensure that it was clean of any fluids after their little indiscretion.

Kris was willing herself to tear her eyes away from Robin's erection and put his pants back up when she realized that this may be the last time she saw… him. Like that. 

Robin had some sort of relationship with Byleth, Shez, and Alear, but that didn't mean Kris would be included in that list. She wasn't even sure if she was his type… or even if she wanted to be included. She hardly even knew the man! 

And if Robin wasn't going to sleep with her like he did his other partners, this could be her last chance to enjoy what the other women clearly did.

Kris gulped, feeling her heart beat faster at what she was about to do. 

If this was something she’d never be able to do again, why not make the most of it while she had the opportunity? 

With that reasoning in mind, Kris decided to risk one last go. 

Mounting Robin again, Kris positioned herself so that her wet pussy hovering just above the tactician's twitching cock. She then paused, considering her options. 

“Last chance, so might as well…” she said, biting her lip in anticipation at trying something a bit daring. 

Nothing happened for a few seconds, but then Robin grunted as Kris brought herself down and speared herself on his cock. 

“Haaaah…!” Kris groaned, her thoughts temporarily scrambled by the feeling of Robin's thick shaft suddenly and swiftly burying itself inside her. “Gods, that's good…” 

This time, she only paused for a brief moment to gather her thoughts before she lifted her hips and brought them down again, repeating the motion several times and quickly increasing her pace as she bounced atop the unconscious tactician. 

“Gods…” Kris panted, each time Robin’s cock stretched her walls, every time their hips connected, every time his shaft hit the deepest parts of her womb. 

Kris didn’t know what kind of arrangement Robin had with his female companions, but they were sure lucky. Did they do this every day? Did Robin fuck them senseless like when he was with Alear?  If so, then they all must always be happy and extremely satisfied, given how good this felt. And “this” was just Kris doing all the work! She couldn’t imagine how much better it would’ve felt if Robin was awake and an active participant. 

Kris was lost in the pleasure when suddenly she felt Robin’s cock inside her, going harder and deeper than before. 

“H-huh?” 

Kris still had enough presence of mind to look down and notice that Robin’s hips were moving, trying to match her movements with thrusts of his own. 

Oh.

Well it certainly made things better instead of her having to do all the work, although Robin reacting to her actions while he was unconscious was a bit odd. Maybe this was his body reacting by itself to whatever dream he was having? That was how this whole thing started after al— 

Robin chose that moment to grunt and thrust his hips upward with more force than before. 

“Hngh…!” 

All of Kris’ thoughts scattered as she came. 

Robin groaned at the feeling of Kris’ pussy squeezing his cock, but it seemed that his body was too focused on its own pleasure, not stopping his thrusts despite Kris being in the middle of her own climax. If anything, he sped up his pace. 

“Ooh! Gods…!” 

Kris felt as though Robin was fucking the thoughts out of her. She was still turned on and sensitive, and Robin didn’t stop, still pounding away at her pussy. Given his current situation, she could’ve always moved herself up and out of his reach, but… 

“More!” 

It felt too good to stop. 

Kris leaned forward a bit, putting her hands on either side of Robin’s head for some leverage so she could move her hips in tandem with Robin’s thrusts. 

Gods, this was too good. Kris didn’t know what it was that had her acting the way she did, but she was too turned on to care. She was a proud knight of Altea, and that position came with all sorts of rules and expectations. Acting like some slut and fucking her soon-to-be companion went against everything her position stood for, yet the contrast and depravity of it all also made it infinitely hotter. 

That in addition to Robin’s meaty cock fucking her needy pussy. 

“Ah, gods…!” 

Kris lost all semblance of self control, riding Robin hard and fast, slamming her hips down on his cock to meet his thrusts, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her each time. She didn’t get a break from her last orgasm, and her body’s sensitivity combined with their continuous actions was quickly sending her to another one. Kris was surprised that Robin didn’t cum yet. 

As if reading her thoughts, the tactician’s eyes twitched as he made a few more, desperate thrusts. 

This time Kris did feel his cock swell right before it shot ropes of thick cum deep inside her. She chose that moment to slam her hips down as hard as she could and keep herself there, on Robin’s lap, as she felt his cum filling her womb. And all of that was enough to send her over the edge. 

Much past the point of caring, Kris cried out as she came. Hard. 

In the back of her mind, she was aware that she was going to have to clean up again, but that was secondary to the earth-shattering orgasm that she was currently experiencing…

---

“Urgh…” 

Robin slowly opened his eyes.

“Welcome back to the land of the living.”

And the first thing he saw was the faces of his companions hovering above him. 

“What… what happened?” 

“That’s what we’d like to know,” Byleth said. “We were all going about our business before we heard you ended up in the medical ward on the verge of death.” 

“Gods, seriously? Did anyone tell you what happened?” 

“The healers are being strangely vague,” Alear said. “All they told us was that there was an issue with your stomach.” 

“Now that you mention it, it does feel like my insides were liquified and then put back inside me…” 

“To think that the mighty Tactician of Ylisse would be felled not by enemies, but by some sort of stomach disease,” Shez commented. 

“Must’ve been some disease if the healers had to work so hard to save you,” Byleth noted. “Are you okay?” 

“I’ll live.” Robin paused and looked up at the three women. “...Right?” 

“They said you should be fine,” Alear informed helpfully. 

“Oh. Thank gods.” Robin looked around. “And you three even came to visit the patient.”

“We thought it was appropriate to see how you were doing after almost dying to a non-battlefield related injury,” Byleth said. 

“And also never let you live it down once we find out what it was,” Shez added, a playful expression on her face. “Like, what, you slipped and stabbed yourself with a broomstick or something?” 

Robin made a sarcastic remark and the four of them talked amongst each other. 

Eventually the three women left after making sure he was okay, and Robin was alone with thoughts. That was, until the door creaked open. 

“Oh, good. You’re awake.” 

“Awake and lucky to be alive, from what they tell me,” Robin said cheerfully. “To what do I owe the pleasure?”

“I, uh, actually came here to apologize,” the blue-haired woman said, looking embarrassed. “Oh, introductions! Sorry. I’m Kris.” 

“Robin. Why do you want to apologize, Kris? Not like you put me here.” 

“Well, about that…” 

And so Kris told Robin about how her cooking literally almost killed him. 

“...Well that’s a bit embarrassing.”  

“I’m sorry…” 

“It’s fine. I’m alive, although the hit to my pride will take a bit longer to heal…” Robin mumbled the last part. “Anyway, I appreciate you coming here to see how I’m feeling.” 

“Actually, that’s not the only reason I’m here.” 

“Oh?” 

“Yes. I’ve recently been told that I’ll be joining…” 

And so Robin and Kris got to talking and getting to know each other and determining how to best use Kris and her skills in Robin’s group. 

All the while, Robin analyzed her, mentally making notes. It wasn’t every day that he was dragged from the depths of unconsciousness (and a very pleasurable dream) to find himself being serviced by a woman he hardly knew. Oh yes, Kris’ enthusiastic blowjob did help bring Robin back to consciousness, but he was too polite to let her know that, so he played along to see what she would do. Whatever it was, Robin was certainly not expecting her to mount him and ride him like she did. It took a lot of self control for Robin to play unconscious while Kris’ pussy was squeezing his cock, but he somehow managed and Kris didn’t seem to mind his hip thrusts. 

It was… an educational experience. 

Kris was also on Robin’s list of things to do and one of the reasons he was getting frustrated at his distractions (and lack of progress with getting to know her). Fortunately Kris seemed to have solved Robin’s problem of not knowing anything about her by… well. At least she laid the groundwork herself. All Robin had to do was choose his words and timing carefully and make his proposition. 

Kris seemed to enjoy herself while he was out, so Robin had no doubt she’d enjoy herself a lot more when he was awake. 

Notes:

Who else remembers that Kris exists?

Anyone?

Chapter 7: Abstinence Makes the Heart Grow Fonder

Summary:

Robin and Shez make a bet.

“What the hell happened to you?” Robyn asked. 

“What do you mean?” 

“Your face is a bit pale and you look like you haven’t eaten in a week.” 

“Gods, is it really that bad?” Robin asked, bringing a hand to his face. 

“...Okay, I may have exaggerated a bit, but you do look pale. What’s wrong? Catch an illness or something?” 

“No…” Robin sighed heavily. “Still have trouble eating things. Probably a side effect of my near-death experience at the hands of Kris and her cooking. I can’t believe I’m still not over that…” 

“Heh, someone’s being dramatic. What, you couldn’t handle a little bad food even after having tasted Sully’s and Kjelle’s food?” 

“Hey, Sully’s and Kjelle’s food only made me feel like was dying. The 'food' Kris made is on such another level that it knocked me out and it took the combined efforts of Lissa, Mercedes and Elice to bring me back from the brink.” 

Robyn raised a brow. 

“Go ask them if you don’t believe me. Apparently they got to me just in time, too. The food was so bad that it was going to melt through my stomach or something.” 

Robyn blinked in disbelief. 

“...Allegedly,” Robin said, sipping his tea. “I don’t know the details. I think I was in a coma for a little bit.”

“...Right. I’ll take your word for it and note that I need to avoid Kris’ food at all costs.” Robyn poured herself some more tea. “At least you seem to have made it out of that encounter more or less in one piece.” 

“Although my stomach apparently has not,” Robin muttered. “But I guess it wasn’t all bad while you were away.” 

“Oh?” 

“Yeah. Managed to turn that near-death experience to my advantage, establish relations with Kris, and leverage those relations into sex.” 

“Not bad.” 

“I’ll say. Talked with Kris about training, improving performance, and how sex is really just like training, but with more physical contact. Made a pitch about it and how we can improve performances on and off the battlefield through sex, and she was sold.” 

“It was that easy?” 

“I think she was naturally predisposed to me,” Robin said modestly. “Anyway, what about you? Given your normal appetite and lack of pale face, I assume that you didn’t share my unfortunate experiences with your Kris?”

“Urgh…” Robyn frowned as she sipped her tea. 

“Maybe not nearly fatal food poisoning, but something else,” Robin observed. 

“Something cold and wet,” Robyn said grumpily. 

“Do tell.” 

“While you were… otherwise preoccupied, I was sent off to a so-called ‘Heroes Journey’ with—actually, you have three guesses with who.” 

“The male Kris?” 

“Weird, right? Also, I don’t understand this need to give such flowery names to basic missions. A ‘Heroes Journey’ is basically just another mission, you know? Maybe a bit longer, but a mission nonetheless. There’s no need to call it something fancy.” 

 “Yeah, I always thought that was a bit weird,” Robin agreed, nodding. “But who knows what The Summoner is thinking. There’s probably a point to the name, right?” 

“The inner workings of The Summoner’s mind are an enigma…” Robyn muttered, sipping her tea. 

Somewhere in the castle, a carton of milk tipped over. 

“So. I assume that your little journey didn’t go as planned?” 

“It definitely went. The Summoner says that the choice of who goes on a Heroes Journey partly depends on who needs to ‘strengthen their bonds’ and such, right?” 

“I think I heard that somewhere. I understand it’s a way for two people to bond and get to know each other. Maybe as a prelude to fighting together on the same team, which I guess would be a good sign for you. Did you learn anything useful?” 

“Oh yeah. I learned that Kris has a terrible sense of direction!” Robyn exclaimed, clearly annoyed. “We left a village after feeding some cats and I let him take the lead to guide us to our next destination. Turns out that was a mistake, since after walking through a forest for what felt like too long, I asked him if he was sure he knew where we were going. Long story short, that idiot has a terrible sense of direction and got us lost despite having a map in his hands.” 

“Really? Even with a map? That sounds almost impressive.” 

“What was impressive was that he managed to get us lost just when the weather turned. We were lucky enough to find a cave to shelter in eventually, but not before I was thoroughly soaked and cold!” 

“Sounds like you had a good time.” 

“Oh yeah, it was great. Sitting and shivering in a cave by a campfire, thoroughly soaked while it rained like crazy outside. Exactly how I wanted to spend my free time!"

“And Kris?” 

“At least he said he was sorry. Several times. And tried to help. Seems like a good kid,” Robyn said, sipping her tea now that her rant was over. “At least I turned it to my advantage.” 

“How so?” 

“Just like you turned your apparent near-death experience into a sex thing with your Kris, I turned my annoying, getting lost and cold and soaked experience into a sex thing with my Kris.” 

“You know, we may not have exactly the same circumstances, but it’s scarily impressive how we end up at the same end points,” Robin noted. 

“Looks like our little science experiment continues to impress and produce results.” 

“It’s quite interesting, isn’t it? Do you think the others have such an interesting synchronicity?” 

“I don’t know, but we didn’t bed them at exactly the same time as each other, so probably not.” 

“How very special of us.” 

“We do say that Chrom and us are two sides of the same coin, but we’re…” Robin trailed off. 

Robyn raised a brow, waiting for her counterpart to finish his sentence. 

“...Yeah, I don't know where I was going with that thought. But you get the idea.” 

Robyn snickered. 

“Right. Well that concludes our latest session,” Robin said, getting up. “If you’ll excuse me, I have work to do.” 

“Still pretending you’ll get somewhere with your task list?” 

“Hope springs eternal. And I’ve made progress! …Kind of.” 

“Well don’t let me keep you.” 

“Oh, look at you and all your free time and completed task list. Rub it in more, why don’t you.” 

“Hey, you don’t want to be in my position. I’m the only magic user in a team of swordsmen. Do you know what I wouldn’t give to have another magic user? Or someone with a lance? Or an axe? Or literally anyone other than a sword user? I swear, if I get another swordsman on my team, I’m going to lose my mind…” 

“...Huh. I guess it really becomes hard to choose when you put it like that…” 

“Go. Have fun tackling your task list and drafting plans with your team of diverse weapons users. Meanwhile, I’ll be here, once again reviewing my team compositions and trying to squeeze out whatever else I can out of them.” 

“The problems we tacticians have to deal with…” Robin sighed dramatically and left the room. 

His plan was to head straight to his room and dive straight to the next task on his list. Alas, the gods seemed to have other ideas, as Robin found out when he turned the corner and ran head-first into someone. 

“Oof! Sorry about that. I wasn’t… looking…” 

“Ah, Robin.” 

And of course, he had to run into Byleth, one of the people that continuously caused Robin to throw his well-planned schedules out the window. 

“Is something the matter?” 

“Uh, no, it’s just… you look…” 

“I look…?” Byleth looked down at her clothes. “Ah, yes. The Summoner gave me some new clothes today. This is a ‘Resplendent Outfit,’ if I recall correctly.” 

“And you just… forgot that you were wearing completely new clothes?” Robin asked incredulously. 

Byleth shrugged. “I’m not particular about what I wear, as long as it doesn’t slow me down.” 

“...Right. Well.” Robin cleared his throat. “Now that the surprise of your sudden new outfit has passed, I have to say, you look awesome.” 

“You really think so?” 

“Oh yeah. No doubt about it. I don’t know anything about clothes or fashion, but I have to say that I was a bit confused about your previous outfit.”

“What was wrong with it?” 

“It just seemed impractical, from a glance. Like, you had this kind of a coat, but also kind of a cape because it was just on your back and you used it as sleeves? And then it went down like some sort of long skirt/dress thing? Not to mention how your chest armor kind of only covered a bit of your front and then sides, but kept your chest and stomach exposed.” 

Byleth looked down at her outfit. “Is this not too different from what I was wearing before?” 

“It’s totally different,” Robin said seriously. “Sure, you still have the inexplicable belly button hole in your armor, but the rest is much more practical. I mean, your front armor now covers everything it’s supposed to, the sleeve thing is less egregious since now it seems more like a cape, proper shoulder plates, and most importantly…” 

“Yes?” Byleth said, curiously waiting for Robin to elaborate. 

“This!” 

Byleth looked down. “...My legs?” 

“Not just your legs, your entire bottom half!” 

“What about it?” 

“Honestly, I don’t know how you decided on your previous outfit or how you fought. But putting all that aside, the very short shorts and especially the stockings just… really made my eyes hurt,” Robin admitted. 

Byleth cocked her head to the side. 

“No, seriously! You had that whole elaborate pattern on your stockings that gave me a headache the longer I looked at it, not to mention that it reminded me of something I saw women wear in the, uh, less reputable parts back home.”

“Are you saying I looked like a prostitute?” Byleth asked. 

“No, but your stockings did invite unflattering comparisons,” Robin said casually. “Which is why I’m really into your new attire. Instead of scandalously short shorts, you have a skirt, which looks much more practicable and aesthetically pleasing. But more importantly…” 

“Yes…?” 

“You have replaced those hideous stockings with some very stylish thigh highs!” Robin dropped to his knees in front of Byleth. “They look to be made of very fine material and have Embla’s stylized colors and lines, which when combined with the rest of your Embla-themed outfit, just looks really, really good.”

“I didn’t take you for a fashionista,” Byleth quipped. 

“I don’t know anything about fashion,” Robin admitted. “But I do know when someone looks good in certain clothes. And you look really good.” 

“I suppose I’ll keep these clothes if they please you so much.” 

“Oh, they really do. Especially the thigh highs.” 

“Are you still on that?” 

“Are you kidding? I always have time to appreciate good thigh highs!” Robin said enthusiastically, leaving out the part where that was a fetish probably born out of spending so much time with Sumia, Cordelia, and other pegasus knights back in his world. It was initially to standardize and optimize the uniforms, but between all the consultations, deliberations, drafts and modelling, Robin gained an appreciation for how good women looked in thigh highs and how they accentuated a woman’s legs. By the time he realized what was happening, the uniforms were finalized and he had developed a new fetish. 

“I suppose they do feel comfortable,” Byleth said, breaking Robin out of his thoughts. 

“And they look great! Black with gold highlights and a bit of red at the top, going up but also leaving some skin exposed…” Robin traced his finger along Byleth’s leg. “And of course, exposing only enough skin until we reach your skirt. It’s a… very fine outfit.” 

Gods, Robin’s throat was starting to feel dry. All this gushing about Byleth’s outfit made Robin remember that Byleth was fucking hot. With his focus on her thigh highs, Robin also remembered that she had legs for days, and her new clothes emphasized that so much better than her old outfit. 

Robin started out praising Byleth’s clothes with purely innocent intentions, but that somehow turned into something else, and now he could feel an erection quickly building in his pants. 

“You’re turned on right now, aren’t you?” 

It was framed as a question, but the tone of Byleth’s voice implied she already knew the answer. 

“Maybe just a little,” Robin admitted. “I’m just really into clothes, okay?” 

He didn’t even know why he bothered. By this point in their relationship Byleth knew when Robin was turned on and could easily get him there if he wasn't. And now that Robin was kneeling beside her and admiring her long legs and the little bit of exposed skin of her thighs before they disappeared up her new skirt, the only thing Robin could think about was how much he wanted to lean in, place his head between those thighs, and devour Byleth's pussy. 

“...You know, now that I think about it, I can see an advantage to wearing a skirt.” 

“O-oh yeah?” 

It was becoming harder and harder for Robin to fight his instincts. On the one hand, doing what he wanted to do in the middle of the hallway was a stupid and needlessly reckless thing to do. On the other hand, Byleth looked really hot in her new outfit and he really wanted to do it.  

“Access.”  

With that one word, Byleth reached down and lifted her new skirt to expose her undergarments. 

“A very important advantage,” Robin said, his voice heavy with lust. “One that we're both going to exploit to the fullest extent possible.” 

With permission given, he reached out and swiftly pulled down Byleth’s undergarments before proceeding to stick his head between her legs. 

“Hngh…!” Byleth grunted, leaning back against the wall and trying to keep her voice down as Robin began lapping at her now-exposed pussy. “Goddess, you're eager…!” 

“I told you I'm a big fan of your clothes,” Robin said, briefly pulling himself away from Byleth's cunt. “They make you look good enough to eat.” 

“Then hurry before someone comes,” Byleth breathed, lifting one leg over Robin's shoulder to give him better access. 

“Gladly.” 

---

Once again, Robin’s carefully and meticulously planned day was thrown completely off course by Byleth. After their little hallway tryst (during which no one came across them, thank Naga), neither of them were satisfied with just one round. So Byleth dragged Robin to her room and he spent more time than anticipated worshipping her and her new outfit. Much more time, which meant that he fell even more behind his self-appointed tasks. 

“Urgh!” Robin grunted as his back hit the ground. “I yield.” 

“Why do you even bother?” Shez asked, reaching out to help Robin up. “Didn’t you say you don’t do too well against axe users in this world?” 

“Yeah, but as a tactician I feel that it’s my duty to face my weaknesses and see what I can do to mitigate them.” 

“Not much, from the looks of things. I manage to take you out in almost the same time whenever we spar.”

“Doesn’t help that I’m having trouble hitting people when they get too close,” Robin mumbled. “I’ll never get used to how things work here in Askr…” 

“Right. Well while you try and figure that little detail out, I think we’ve both earned some time to ourselves.” 

“Huh?” Robin looked up to see Shez making a suggestive expression. “Seriously? Now?” 

“Yes, now! Sparring gets me all sweaty and in the mood for other types of stress relief.”

“You’re not the only one…” Robin muttered under his breath. 

“Besides, I’ve been counting and you’ve spent more time with Byleth this week, so I need to catch up.” 

“Wait, you’ve been count—” 

“So come on. Not like you have better things to do.” 

“Hey, I’ll have you know I do in fact have better things to do!” 

“Things you’d rather be doing instead of me?” Shez asked skeptically. 

“...Things I have to do.” 

“Like what?” Shez paused. “And don’t tell me it’s your chores list or whatever.” 

“Well excuse me for having more pressing things to do than satisfy your libido and help you in your competition with Byleth.” 

“Come on, it’s satisfying your libido too, so don’t pretend like you don’t enjoy it. Besides, you appointed yourself as the judge in this thing between us, so don’t try to back out of it now!”

“One, yes, sex with you is great. And two, no one is backing out of anything! I just… need some time to do my own stuff.” 

“You can’t even spare one minute for me?” 

“...You and I both know that it’ll be much more than a minute.” 

“You’re really choosing chores over me, huh?” 

“In my defense, do you remember how many times I chose you before?” 

“So how long are you going to be doing your chores, then?” 

“I don’t know, the list grows by the day…” 

“...I’m giving you three days before you cave.” 

“Wha—?” 

“Yep.” Shez nodded confidently. “You and I both know how horny you can get and how little willpower you have when it comes to resisting my ‘feminine charms.’ I bet I’ll be seeing you in three days max, begging me to even out my score with Byleth.” 

“You know what? You’re on!” Robin said, his pride now on the line. “Besides, you’re just as much of a horny deviant as I am, so it’ll be you who will come to me first! After all, I am the judge in your little competition, as you already pointed out.” 

“Heh, we’ll then I guess we’ll see which one of us has more willpower and self-control.” 

“Then I’ll be the one victoriously seeing you after three days!” 

As Robin made his way off the training field, he almost walked into someone. 

“Whoa, sorry!” he said, swerving to avoid the person at the very last moment. 

“Oh wow, good reflexes! You moved at just the right moment!” said the woman. 

“The right moment would’ve been a few seconds before so that this would’ve been avoided in the first place, but the next best moment was now, I guess,” Robin chuckled. “Anyway, sorry about that. I’ll let you train.” 

“Pay attention now, okay? We don’t want you running into anyone else!” 

“Definitely not.” 

Robin glanced back at the woman before he went on his way and couldn’t help but examine her very strange armor. Also, was she not wearing any shoes? Was she too poor to afford some or something? 

---

It was surprisingly easy to go three days without sex, so when the time came, he went to meet Shez at their designated location, his head held high. 

“Well? I’m still here, alive and well and not coming to beg you for sex,” Robin declared victoriously. 

“Huh. Good on you. You have more willpower than I gave you credit for.” Shez smirked. “Unfortunately for you, so do I.” 

“Not going to concede either, huh?” 

“Not in your life.” 

“I’m still going to prove I’m better than you.” 

“Heh, in your dreams.” 

Robin and Shez stared at each other, neither of them willing to back down. 

Either of them could’ve easily called this thing off, but now it became a matter of personal pride. 

“We’re extending the time frame, then?” Shez asked. 

“Definitely.” 

“Until when?” 

“Until you cave.” 

“Heh, you wish. So until you submit, huh?” 

“I’ll outlast you and you know it.” 

“Then let’s up the stakes.” 

“Oh?” 

“Yeah.” Shez grinned maliciously. “Until you come begging me for sex, you can’t have sex with anyone.” 

That addition made Robin pause.

“That’s right,” Shez said, seeing his hesitation. “Can’t stick your dick in me, or pin Byleth next time you see her, or do anything else with anyone while our little competition is active.”

Robin bit his lip, weighing whether his pride was worth forsaking all the sex he had with his teammates. 

“Look at you. Just the mere mention of no sex makes you hesitate,” Shez noted with a smug expression. “You might as well just admit defeat now. We both know you’re too horny to be able to pull this off.” 

If Robin was undecided before, seeing Shez’s smug expression tipped the scales firmly in favor of his pride. 

“You know what? You’re on. I assume that this ‘no sex’ thing goes both ways?”

“I suppose I can refrain from having my way with Byleth in the showers,” Shez said dramatically, before grinning and adding, “You know, when we’re both together, naked and washing each other?” 

Robin took a deep breath. He wasn’t going to show weakness! 

“And just to make it fair, no masturbation,” Shez added. “That way you’ll really feel what it’s like not having sex and come crawling back to me.” 

“Deal. Knowing that you’re as horny as I am, I look forward to seeing how you’ll beg me to fuck you after not getting any action for… however long it’ll be,” Robin said defiantly. 

“Underestimating me again, huh? Whatever. Do so at your own peril. It’ll make my victory all the better.” 

The two locked eyes once more and shook their hands now that they agreed to the terms of the challenge, their stubborn competitiveness flaring up and making each of them determined to win. 

---

It was still easy for Robin to restrain himself and keep his mind focused after his last encounter with Shez. He had some urges and thoughts, sure, but he kept himself focused by finally working on his task list. Now that he was focused on the task at hand and wasn’t getting sidetracked by his teammates, Robin found himself being surprisingly productive and effective. It was a wonder how much he could get done when he wasn’t busy railing Shez, or eating out Byleth, or drilling Alear, or going for a quickie with Robyn. 

So Robin kept himself busy and made sure that Shez knew he was still going strong every time they met. 

By the end of the week, however, he began to waver. He had tasks and stuff, sure, but his body, by now so used to constant relief from his female teammates, didn’t take too well to his newfound abstinence. His mind too, began to wonder. 

Robin was still determined to beat Shez, but it was harder and harder to ignore her fit body and how her pussy clung to his cock or how tight her ass was or how she did that thing with her mouth that made Robin unwind every time she did it… 

Not only that, but when he wasn’t thinking about Shez, he was trying very hard not to think about Byleth. Robin initially thought that her new outfit was pretty good, but it was now a curse, since she absolutely rocked the Embla look, which made Robin want to pin her to the nearest wall to show his appreciation, which then made him frustrated when he remembered he couldn’t do that. 

Gods, this “no sex at all” thing was maybe harder than Robin had initially anticipated, but he was too deep to back down now. Besides, he could practically see Shez’s smug expression if he was the one who surrendered first. Naga, he’d never hear the end of it! 

Robin’s only consolation was that Shez was probably in the same state as he was. Oh sure, she put up a brave face and tried to play it cool, but Robin knew that she was just as horny as he was, which meant that she was suffering too. He just had to make sure that he lasted long enough so that she was the one that cracked first… 

It was a bit rough going into the second week.

In order to keep his mind off his increasingly lewd thoughts, Robin decided to either surround himself with work, or other male heroes. Being surrounded by other men meant Robin didn’t look at his female companions and immediately realize how hot they were, how horny he was, and how long it was since he had sex with them. 

The only saving grace was that Alear and Kris were off collecting some “Lost Lore” or something, and Robyn was off doing… something, so Robin’s “distractions” were limited to Byleth and Shez. Robin made a conscious effort to avoid his genderbent counterpart in any event, just to be sure. It wasn’t great, but at least the other options weren’t available, since Robin didn’t know whether he could keep himself from just giving in if the other women were present. 

“Okay. Just have to hang in there…” 

Robin took a deep breath as he found himself an empty table in the mess hall. He needed some time to himself and to gather his thoughts and willpower, for which he needed to be alone. 

Unfortunately he chose to eat in the mess hall instead of his office, which meant that Robin couldn’t be alone and that anyone could sit within his range of vision and do… things. 

Which is exactly what Byleth and Shez decided to do. 

Robin was eating his food when he saw Shez and Byleth sit at the table across from him. If he was thinking normally, he would've realized that eating in the mess hall was a stupid thing to do if his aim was being alone. Unfortunately, the pent up arousal was affecting his thinking abilities, but that was okay. He was okay. He just needed to put up a brave front and act like nothing was wrong. Shez certainly pulled it off quite well, looking like she was talking to Byleth and that nothing was wrong with her. But Robin knew better! If Shez could keep up appearances, then so could he. 

“Is this seat taken?”

Robin did his best to look normal while Shez and Byleth sat and ate and spoke right across from him. 

“Uh, hello?”

He was normal. Everything was normal. All he had to do was concentrate on his food and not at those lewd, distracting thoughts that always seemed ready to spring up lately. 

“Hello…?” 

Thoughts. Such very distracting thoughts…

And lewd. They were very, very lewd. 

Damn it, Robin was losing his internal battle to ignore those distracting thoughts and look normal! 

“Um…” 

“I'm fine! Everything is fine!” Robin nearly shouted, only then seeing the hand waving in front of his face. “I mean, uh…”

Robin cleared his throat awkwardly, noticing that the hand was attached to a woman that looked somewhat familiar, and only because of the strange armor she wore. 

“Are you okay?” she asked, concerned. 

“Yes, fine. Everything is fine,” Robin said quickly. 

“I think you said that before.”

“Well, then now I said it twice, so it's doubly true.” 

“Oh. I guess it is, then.” 

“Yes it is.” Robin nodded. When the woman didn't go away, he asked, “Can I help you?”

“I was just wondering if this seat was taken,” said the woman, pointing to the seat opposite Robin. 

Of all the tables, why did she have to pick his? Couldn't she go sit with people from her own world? 

Robin wanted to be alone, mostly to avoid anyone seeing how pent up he was, and especially wanting to avoid female company since it would not do any good for his current state of mind. This was especially true for his potential companion since she was a pretty woman, and that wouldn't lead to anywhere good with how Robin currently was. 

So he was about to politely decline when he saw Shez look in his direction. 

Well, fuck. 

He couldn't send this woman away now, otherwise Shez would know something was up. What excuse could be possibly offer for sending away someone who wanted to take an empty seat at his table without looking like something was wrong with him? It definitely would show weakness to Shez, and Robin absolutely couldn't afford that! 

“By all means,” he ended up saying, trying to put on his most relaxed smile while keeping and eye on Shez, sitting behind his table companion. 

“Thank you!” said the woman, taking her seat. “I'm Corrin, by the way.” 

“Robin, Nice to meet you.”  

“We actually met before.”

“We have?” 

“Well, not ‘officially.’ And less ‘met’ and more ‘briefly bumped into each other on the training grounds,’ but, you know. It could technically count as our first meeting,” Corrin said, smiling. 

“....When was this?” 

“A little while ago. Remember? You almost bumped into me, but you swerved just at the right moment to avoid a collision?”  

“That… rings a bell. Somewhat.” 

It was hard to remember things when his thoughts lately were centered more and more about what he wanted to do with his teammates. But through the fog of lust, a picture did start to emerge, mostly because of how strange Corrin's armor was. 

“Well, it doesn't matter. This is our first ‘official’ meeting so… pleased to meet you!” 

“Likewise,” Robin said, trying to recall what he could about Corrin. The first thing that came to mind besides the weird armor was the fact that she was barefoot when he last saw her. Unfortunately he couldn’t check now that they were both sitting. “So what brings you over to my table? Not enough people from your world summoned here to Askr or something?” 

“Oh no, nothing like that. There are a lot of people from my world here. Quite a few, actually. More so than some other worlds combined, now that I think about it. I wonder what determines which people are summoned here to Askr?”

“Good question. I’ve noticed that there are a lot of people from my world here too,” Robin said, taking a bite out of his chicken and examining his companion. 

He remembered that his initial thoughts were (besides confusion at her lack of shoes) that her armor was very strange, and that impression didn’t change now that he had a better look at it. Why was she even wearing her armor now? They were inside the castle, eating! Then again, there were so many different people from different worlds, each with its own unique customs and traditions, Robin long since learned to stop overthinking things. For all he knew, people in Corrin’s world just wore their armor everywhere, even when eating. 

Besides, Robin had more pressing concerns. Corrin’s arrival had temporarily distracted him from his thoughts and frustrations, but now that she was here, Robin noticed that Corrin was actually a pretty good-looking woman, which was enough for his thoughts to immediately swing to a lewder direction. So before he could stop himself, his mind was already undressing Corrin and imagining what she looked like underneath her strange armor. She had to have a great body to match her face, right? 

Damn it, no. No! Robin grit his teeth as he tried to redirect his thoughts. 

It was… harder than it sounded. 

“...Anyway, I decided to expand my horizons a bit and talk to people from outside my circle… or world, I guess.”

Robin didn’t realize that Corrin was talking. He had to focus and at least look like everything was normal.

“Any particular reason why you came to me, or was I the first person you saw once you decided on talking to new people?” 

“Well, I…” 

Corrin began talking again, but Robin was distracted, keeping one eye on Shez and all. And at that point, they both made eye contact. Although she was talking to Byleth, Shez now knew that Robin was looking at her. 

She smirked and picked up her sausage. Then, looking deliberately at Robin, she put it in her mouth, but didn’t bite. Instead, she rolled her tongue around the tip before slowly putting the sausage in her mouth and sensually sucking on it. 

“...Also, I’ve heard a lot about you and your skills… on and off the battlefield and how you lead one of the most effective units out there. I understand that this is due to how close you and your teammates are.” 

“Uh-huh. Yep.”

Robin’s grip on his utensils tightened as he tried and failed to tear his gaze away from Shez and her suggestive sausage eating. Naga almighty, the things she could do with her mouth…

“...Well it’s certainly impressive! I was actually thinking of maybe joining your unit. Y-you know, to see how you work and what you do to have such thorough and intimate knowledge of your teammates? M-maybe you can train with me so I can get some experience? To improve my own leadership skills, of course!” 

Robin was too busy struggling to calm his raging erection and fight the memories of what Shez could do with her mouth to fully pay attention to Corrin. He was half-listening at best, which meant that he also missed how Corrin’s face flushed and she looked down in embarrassment as she said the last part. 

“U-uh, yeah. Totally. That’s definitely what you were talking about. Yep.” 

Goddamn Shez! She was working very hard to make Robin lose his cool, but she wouldn’t win! She wouldn’t! Despite Robin’s painfully hard erection and his mind only barely managing to keep the lewd thoughts away, she would not win! 

Everything was normal. Everything was normal! If Robin repeated it in his head enough times and louder every time, he would will it to be true! 

“So… what do you say?” 

“I, uh…” Robin tore his gaze off Shez and swallowed hard to try and bring his mind back to the conversation at hand. “Right. You were looking for leadership tips and training or something, right? Sure, that can be arranged. We can trade notes and tips and whatnot.” 

“Oh. We can do that, although I was hoping that maybe I’d have a more hands-on experience—”

“That’s an idea! Let’s put a pin in this for now, shall we? It looks like I’ve finished my meal and have to excuse myself since I have some, uh, urgent matters to attend to. Yes.” Robin downed his entire drink and tried to remove himself from Corrin in the most normal way possible. “Let’s pick up this conversation later. It was nice meeting you.” 

Without waiting for Corrin to respond, Robin got up and stiffly made his way back to his room. He was stiff because he had to walk as normally as possible with his erection straining against his underclothes. It was just a good thing he wore baggy pants so at least no one on the outside could see him in his current “condition.” 

It was a successful extraction, all things considered. It definitely could’ve gone a lot worse, but at least he didn’t show weakness in front of Shez. All he had to do now was retreat to his room and take a very cold shower… or throw himself into the nearest cold lake to try and relieve the pressure and heat in his body…

---

It is often asked what happens when an unstoppable force meets an immovable object. The question was too hypothetical for Robin to entertain, but he reluctantly found the answer in his competition with Shez. He was suffering from unstoppable arousal, and the only thing keeping him from just giving in was the immovable object that was his pride and desire to not lose. And when those two collided, the result was an unsatisfactory status quo of Robin continuing to be ever more pent up, but not doing anything about it because of his desire to win. He had resort to ever more elaborate ways to distract himself, but Robin just about managed to keep himself sane and normal, and he was confident he could maintain his composure as long as nothing out of the ordinary happened. 

“I can't believe this…” 

Unfortunately for him, due to the effectiveness of his team and how many sorties they undertook, he and the others were chosen to be part of a group to go to the beach to unwind after some long campaigns. And while that may not usually have been a problem, there were several issues that made it so. 

“I am so hot…” 

Chief among them being that Robin apparently didn’t think to bring any swimwear when he left (and no one had any that fit him) so he was stuck in his tactician's coat and outfit at the beach, in the sun and the heat. 

“Relatable.” 

But at least he wasn’t alone. Apparently the male Byleth also somehow ended up wearing his normal clothes to the beach, although he looked to be handling the heat better than Robin (but that may have been due to his default expression, which made him hard to read). 

“How was it that neither of us brought or could find a swimsuit? I mean, we knew we were going to a beach!” 

“It… was a serious oversight, yes.” 

“I mean, I’m dealing with my own nonsense, so I know how I didn’t pack one. What’s your excuse?” 

“I have my own nonsense to deal with.” 

Robin raised a brow, waiting for Byleth to elaborate. When no further explanation came, he decided against pressing further. 

“I can’t believe neither of you brought your own beach clothes!” came a third voice. 

“Well at least one of us remembered,” Robin remarked dryly, seeing the male Shez walking up to them in his swim trunks. 

“You know, you guys could just take off your regular clothes and walk around the beach in your underclothes. It’ll probably be better than sweating under the sun,” Shez noted. 

Robin scoffed. “Yeah, no thanks. I’m not leaving my coat here, where it can be stolen or misplaced or Naga knows what else. Do you know how many things I keep in here?” 

“I think I’ll pass too,” Byleth said simply. 

“Suit yourselves.” Shez shrugged. “Now if you excuse me, I’m off to catch some of those waves!” 

“Right. Well I’m off to find some shade and/or a drink,” Robin announced, watching Shez run off into the water with his surfboard. “You want to come with?” 

“Maybe later.” 

“Not much of a talker, are you?” 

Byleth remained silent, looking off into the distance. 

“Okay, whatever. Join me when you feel like it.” 

Robin walked away, looking for the beach bar and some shade. 

While the breach break was a nice change of scenery, it also presented him with a huge problem. 

“Well if it isn’t our favorite tactician!” 

Robin grunted, internally bracing himself. 

And here was the aforementioned huge problem… or rather, two of them. 

While Robin may have somehow forgotten to bring his swimsuit, the female members of his group most certainly did not.

“How’re you holding up?” Shez asked, a confident expression on her face. 

“Fine. Great. Well.” Robin tried to put on a brave face when confronted with Shez in her swimsuit. 

“Oh yeah? You sure? You must be preeeetty pent up after so long without any action. I’d probably be dying if I were you…” Shez said, deliberately leaning forward so Robin could see her cleavage. 

“Your tricks won’t work on me!” 

“Then why are you staring?” 

“Because I am a simple man and you have a great rack, okay? But that doesn't change anything!” 

“How very romantic of you,” Shez deadpanned. “You know, all you have to do is say the word and we can sneak off right now and really let off some steam behind that big rock over there…” 

“Okay, then why don’t you say the word and I’ll fuck you good and hard behind that big rock over there,” Robin countered. 

“Hey, that’s not how this works. You’re only getting some if you give in first.” 

“Then I guess neither of us are getting any.” 

Robin’s defiant expression was matched by Shez’s determined one. 

“Look, one way or the other, you will be the one to give up first,” she said. 

“Like hell I will!” 

“Oh, we’ll see about that.”

Shez smirked and walked away, exaggerating her hip sway. 

“Urgh, damn it…”

Robin couldn’t help but have his eyes drawn to that fine ass of hers, outlined in her swimsuit. 

Fuck. He was getting hard again. He had to— 

“How goes your little competition with Shez?”

“So you heard about that, hu—ahhh….” 

Robin’s thoughts flew out of his head when he laid eyes on Byleth. 

“Problem?” 

Robin wanted to ask what drove the usually reserved Byleth to wear such a scandalously skimpy and revealing bikini, which covered only what it needed to but exposed so much, chief among them being her chest. While Byleth probably had the biggest bust of the women he knew, her breasts looked like they were just being contained by her top. It seemed that any sudden movement would break the bikini top and expose her ample chest for everyone to see. 

“I… Uh…” Robin had trouble getting his thoughts in order and making words. What he did want to do was tear that top and grope and suck and play with those breasts and bend Byleth over and... 

“...Robin?” 

“I-I have to go!” 

Byleth watched as Robin quickly scurried away, almost tripping on the sand. 

“Looks like it’s not going too well,” she muttered to herself. 

Byleth decided that she’d need to help Shez move this along faster, since this little competition of theirs was also affecting her sex life, and that wasn’t something she was willing to tolerate for much longer. 

---

Gods, maybe agreeing to go to the beach wasn’t such a good idea. Obviously that meant swimwear, which meant that Robin’s female teammates would be wearing swimwear, which was revealing by its very nature. Combined with the fact that he was in the middle of his “no sex” competition with Shez, what the hell was he thinking?! Although Robin supposed that his critical thinking abilities were affected, of late. Fortunately that didn’t extend to the battlefield, but it did affect this life off of it. And as he thought about it, he once again had the same internal argument of whether or not he should just let Shez have this win or tough it out because she couldn't be allowed to win, damn it! And the result of his internal argument was, once again, a stalemate. 

Naga almighty, this was the toughest test of his will yet. Seeing Shez in her swimsuit was bad enough, but Byleth? Robin was so hard he swore he could cum if he even thought about Byleth’s suit for a little bit longer. 

“Hey, Robin! Care to join us for a game of volleyball?” 

“Huh?” 

Desperate to cling to anything to get his mind off his female teammates and their swimsuits, Robin turned to the new voice, only for his eyes to fall upon Alear and her swimsuit. 

“Yeah, we’re setting up a game and are a few players short. Want to join my team?” 

Alear smiled brightly, her hair done in a ponytail. But Robin’s eyes were glued to her swimsuit. Now, he didn’t know whether it was more or less scandalously revealing that Byleth’s, but what he did know what that it exposed that very fit body of hers and reminded him of how tight her pussy felt when he fucked her and how her ass swallowed his cock and… and…! 

“I have to go!” Robin blurted, running in the opposite direction. 

---

Robin determined that coming to the beach in his current state was an awful, terrible idea. With all his female friends and their revealing swimsuits, his mind was filled with extremely lewd pictures and the urge to fuck them senseless was overwhelming. That, or at least jerking off. 

He finally found himself a beach chair under an umbrella and sat himself down, panting heavily. 

Robin could’ve jerked himself off to relieve the pressure, sure, and Shez would never know. How could she? The problem was that Robin would’ve known, and even if he did win, it wouldn’t really be a victory because he knew what he did. For this to be real, he had to win for real, no cheating, no masturbating, no nothing! At least he knew that Shez thought the same way. Oh sure, she put up a good front, but Robin knew better! She was just as pent up as he was, just better at hiding it. But she would crack first! 

He supposed the only saving grace was that Kris, being newly assigned to his team, was on a separate mission and therefore not here at the beach. Robyn was here, and seemed to have remembered to bring her swimsuit, but Robin was still avoiding her and she seemed to be doing her own thing, so at least that much. 

“Oh Naga, this is bad. So very bad…” 

Robin closed his eyes, trying to gather his thoughts. Now that he was alone, he could try to concentrate on something or think of something that wasn’t his female teammates and how good they looked in their swimsuits and how much he wanted to fuck them right now… 

Concentrate to reorient his thoughts and temper his arousal.

Any minute now… 

“Ah, Robin. You’re here too?” 

“Buh?” Robin looked up. “Corrin? What’re you doing here?” 

“Me and some of my friends were invited, just like you, apparently.” Corrin paused. “Why aren’t you wearing your swimsuit? Aren’t you hot?” 

“In more ways than one…” Robin muttered, rubbing his temples. “It’s a long, stupid story. Bottom line is I’m here, relaxing, fully dressed. In the heat.” 

“Oh. Okay.” 

Robin thought that was the end of the conversation and he could go back to trying not to be tormented by his indecent thoughts and his teammates’ skimpy swimsuits. 

“I’ve brought my swimsuit, but I’m not sure if it really fits me.” 

Was Corrin still here? Why was she still here? 

“What do you think?” she asked. 

Robin willed himself to open his eyes and glace Corrin’s way. He saw that she was wearing a necklace made of flowers around her neck and had a simple white two piece swimsuit, with a little skirt-thing covering her lower half. 

“It’s cute,” he said absentmindedly. 

It might have been cute, but it was a lot tamer compared to what his other teammates were wearing. Gods, images of Alear’s tight body in her little swimsuit came flooding back into Robin’s mind. She was so hot. He could’ve pounced on her then and there! And that wasn’t even counting the skimpy excuse of a swimsuit Byleth decided to don for this trip and how her breasts were basically popping out of her top, or how sporty Shez looked in hers…

Robin’s eye twitched as he felt his cock throb painfully at the images. This also caused him to miss Corrin's slight pout at his comment. 

“I… see. Thank you,” she said, trying to hide her disappointment. “Oh, I just remembered!” 

“There’s… more?” Robin’s voice was becoming strained from his epic internal struggle. 

“Yes! If you don’t mind, I was thinking of putting on some lotion to protect myself from the sun, but can’t seem to reach my back. I was hoping you might be able to help me?” Corrin asked, taking out a bottle of lotion from her bag. 

“Is this something only I can help you with? Surely there are others…” 

“Well you’re the only one here with me, so…” Corrin gestured around them. “Unless you’re busy, of course.” 

“No, I can do it,” Robin said automatically before mentally kicking himself. 

Damn it, why did he agree?! The main point of this was for him to be alone so he could try and focus his thoughts! Sometimes he cursed his eagerness to help others…

“Thank you very much!” 

Corrin rolled her beach towel down on the sand and lay on her stomach. 

“Okay. I can do this. I can do this!” Robin muttered to himself, squeezing some lotion on his hands. “It’s just rubbing lotion on someone. Nothing weird about that. Nothing weird about me! I’m normal. Totally normal.”

Totally normal and not thinking about how much he wanted to pound Alear into the sand or bury his face in Byleth’s chest or just fuck Shez until she couldn’t walk or….

“Oh, you might have some trouble if my top is up, huh? Here, let me undo it for you.”

Corrin reached back and undid her swimsuit, sliding it out from underneath her and putting it by her side. 

So now she was lying topless, face-down on the beach. 

And he had to put lotion on her now-bare back. 

But that was fine. Fine! Robin just had to hyper focus on the task and hand and not the many, many, many other things he desperately wanted to do. 

Just… focus on the task. 

Just put the lotion on his hands and rub it on her back. 

Nothing but the lotion and the rubbing and making sure that her entire back was covered and not reaching around to cup her bare breasts…! 

Robin pulled his hand away as it came dangerously close to touching Corrin’s breast. 

Fuck, if it was Byleth underneath him he would’ve grabbed her delicious breasts first thing and squeezed them and played with them and—

“O-okay, I think I’m done now!” Robin said, his voice higher than usual. 

“That was fast,” Corrin noted. “You’re very good with your hands.” 

“Y-yep. That’s me!” Robin laughed nervously. “So I guess you’ll be off to enjoy the sun and I’ll be, uh, somewhere in the shade. Or something.” 

“Oh, but you haven’t done my legs.”

“Buh?” 

“My back is covered, but the back of my legs aren’t,” Corrin said, looking back. “Do you have some more time?”

“Uh…” Robin gulped hard. “Sure.” 

He could do this. It was just legs. Nothing sexual about legs. 

That’s what he told himself as he lathered his hands in lotion and began covering Corrin’s legs. 

Yeah, there wasn’t anything sexual about legs. He could do this… although legs were really part of a bigger package and led to the hips. And Alear had surprisingly wide hips, as shown by her swimsuit. Robin didn’t really notice it when he was fucking her, but now that he thought about hit, she had the perfect hips to just grab on to when he was pounding her tight ass and the sounds she made when he came inside her and how she shook her hips was just…! 

“OkayI’mdonenow!” Robin blurted, dropping Corrin’s leg like it was on fire. 

“Wow, I even got a little massage out of that,” Corrin said. 

“Huh?” Robin only now realized that he was rubbing Corrin’s feet as he was lost in his fantasies. “Oh. Yeah, well, you know. Lotion on all your feet is important…?” 

Gods, he was sure that there was a huge wet spot on his underwear from how much precum he was leaking. He was so awfully, painfully hard… 

“A-anyway, I think that just about covers all those hard-to-reach places, yeah?” 

“I guess so, although I think there’s just one area that you missed,” Corrin said, blushing slightly as she wiggled her butt. 

“Huh? I guess, but you’ll have to take off your bottoms for that.” 

“If that’s what it takes, then I’ll—” 

“Besides, you don’t need me to rub lotion on your butt. If I can reach around to touch my cheeks, so can you! Bye!” 

Practically throwing down the lotion, Robin turned around and ran back to his cabin as fast as he could. 

---

“Gah! Gods damn it…!” Robin panted heavily, shutting the door to his cabin and collapsing on the floor. 

This was bad. So very, very bad. It was actually interfering with his ability to think and behave! Gods, it was hard before, but being surrounded by his hot female teammates in their skimpy swimsuits? While he was in the middle of his abstinence competition with Shez? It was like a special sort of hell, tailored specifically for him, for this particular moment in his life. 

Gods, what he wouldn’t give to just have his way with Byleth, or Shez, or Alear, or all of them or any combination of the three, or…! 

Robin grit his teeth and clenched his hands. He was so pent up that he genuinely thought he could cum with just his thoughts alone, and desperate enough to try.

It wasn’t sex and it wasn’t masturbation, so technically he wasn’t doing anything wrong. It would also relieve the pressure, so it basically had no downsides! 

Robin closed his eyes and was about to focus when he heard a knock on his cabin door. 

“I’m not here!” 

“Robin, I need to talk to you.” 

What the hell? Was this…? 

“It’s urgent!” 

“I can never have peace…” Robin groaned, reluctantly getting up and opening his door. “Okay, what’s so urgent that it couldn’t—” 

“Robin, I demand an explanation!” Corrin said, looking upset. 

“....What?” 

“Is there something wrong with me or something?” 

“Huh?" 

“Do you not find me attractive at all?!” Corrin cried, barging into Robin’s cabin. “I have been trying to get your attention for days now, and you always seem to ignore me!” 

“What—? I...? ...Huh?” 

“And today, I basically took my top off for you and offered you to touch my butt, and what did you do? You ran away!” Corrin pointed an accusatory finger at Robin. “Ran as if your house was on fire!” 

“I…” Robin wasn’t in the right state of mind to try and figure out what was going on here. “Corrin, what’re you talking about?” 

“I want to know why you won’t have sex with me!" 

That was so unexpected that it took Robin several seconds to process what he heard. 

“I… What…?” 

“I know what you get up to with your teammates, you know. That you sleep with them and do all sorts of wild and lewd and unimaginable things and…” Corrin’s face reddened despite her indignant expression, “...aren’t too picky with who you sleep with?” 

“Who do you even—” 

“I’ve also been told that you’d jump at the chance to sleep with a pretty girl if she showed interest. Well I’ve been showing interest all this time and am still unslept with!” 

“Who’s been telling you all of this?!” 

“...It doesn't matter.” Corrin waved dismissively. “What does matter is that now I am done being subtle. I am here to see if you match the hype and I’m not leaving until you sleep with me!” 

Robin wasn’t sure if he tripped and hit his head on a rock and was now hallucinating or something, but this conversation was too surreal for him to understand. Gods, what if this was his pent up arousal now manifesting itself in some weird hallucination? Was he so desperate that now he was imagining Corrin barging into his cabin and demanding that he sleep with her?!

“Corrin, I don’t even know where to begin…” Robin sighed. “But—” 

“Oh no, I see where this ‘but’ is going and I’m not going to stand for it. If you won’t take the initiative, then I will!” 

Before Robin knew what was happening, he found himself being pushed back into a chair and Corrin’s hands on the hem of his pants. 

Robin’s first thoughts were relief at finally having an outlet for all his pent up frustrations. That relief, however, was soon replaced with panic when he realized what this would do for his little bet with Shez. 

“Hey, wait—!” 

But it was too late. Corrin was inexplicably enthusiastic and insistent on… this, and managed to pull Robin’s pants down before he could really object. 

“Oh wow…” Corrin’s eyes widened as Robin’s cock, twitching and so painfully erect, sprung out almost as soon as she pulled his pants down. 

“Gods…” Robin sighed, his thoughts briefly consumed by how good it felt to have his cock out instead of it straining against his pants. He chose to believe that the cool air he suddenly felt helped cool his arousal. 

“It’s so big…” Corrin muttered. With the way it was described to her, she thought it must’ve been an exaggeration, but now that she saw it up close, Robin’s cock seemed like it towered over her. 

Corrin hesitantly reached out and wrapped her hand around the meaty shaft, causing Robin to inhale sharply.

“It’s so hot…” she mumbled. Corrin swore she could feel it throbbing in her hand. She then remembered what she was told. “If it’s so hard, you must really be pent up, huh?” 

“Huh…?” Robin was having trouble thinking, too engrossed in how good it felt to finally be touched down there.

“Yeah. I know what it means,” Corrin said, trying to project an air of confidence. “I also know what you need.” 

That part was true, at least. She remembered what she was told and what she needed to do now. 

“I…” 

Robin was torn. On the one hand, his body screamed for release and relief and what Corrin was about to do. On the other hand, his pride would not allow for what was going to happen, as it would mean he lost to Shez (even if she didn’t know about this little indiscretion). And the result of these two contradictions was, as always, a stalemate that led to paralysis. 

Any further thoughts Robin had shot out of his mind when he felt Corrin taking his cock in her mouth. 

Corrin wanted to be seen as confident and in control because she was the one to initiate this entire thing, but in reality she was nervous. Sure, her interest was piqued and she did get tips and pointers from her new friends and soon-to-be-teammates, but talking about doing something and actually doing it were two different things! Corrin wasn’t even sure if she could fit Robin’s cock in her mouth, with how big and erect it seemed. Besides, what was she even— 

“Haaargh…!” 

Having been pent up and desperate for release for longer than he thought humanly possible, the simplest stimulation to his cock would’ve been enough to push Robin past his limit. And Corrin’s hands around his erection quickly followed by her mouth was more than just “simple” stimulation. So even though Corrin only took him in her mouth, and even though she was moving slowly, it was more than enough to cause Robin to throw his head back and roar as he was finally granted some relief. 

That was the only warning Corrin got before she felt her mouth being flooded with cum. 

So much cum. 

Corrin tried her best to swallow, but it just kept on coming and coming! Eventually she couldn’t handle it and had to pull away, Robin’s seed spilling out of her mouth, and still he wasn’t done. 

Robin felt like his soul left his body and transcended to a higher plane of existence as his orgasm rocked him. The sheer euphoria he was experiencing after days of self-denial and frustration was indescribable and all-consuming. His orgasm and the ensuing pleasure that flooded his mind and body felt like they lasted for an eternity. 

“Ah…” 

After having pulled back, Corrin had to close her eyes as ropes of Robin’s thick cum covered her face and chest. 

“Haaaah, gods…!” 

Robin groaned and slumped in his chair, feeling his orgasm finally taper off. It was so powerful that it scrambled his mind and left him feeling weak, sensitive, and so very relieved. Dear Naga, Robin didn’t know he could cum so much. He was surprised he didn't pass out at the sheer intensity of his orgasm. 

While Robin was slowly getting his thoughts in order, Corrin was still kneeling in front of him, covered in his cum. Having Robin erupt so much and so suddenly was certainly unexpected, but what was more unexpected was she was feeling… hot. Despite the sun outside, Corrin felt a heat emanating from her pussy and quickly spreading throughout her body. She could also feel her nipples harden underneath her swimsuit, her pussy moisten by the minute, and her breathing quicken. 

What was happening to her? She was feeling normal just before, but now she felt hot and… aroused? Yes, aroused. More aroused with each passing second, in fact. 

Corrin raised her hand to wipe some of Robin’s cum off her face and absentmindedly put it in her mouth. 

It tasted… salty, yet there was something about it that both satisfied whatever cravings her body had while simultaneously feeding the fire building up inside her. Corrin didn’t know what was happening, but all she knew was that she needed more. So she wiped her face and chest and gathered as much of Robin’s cum as she could and licked her fingers clean of every last drop. When there was no more of his seed on her, Corrin’s eyes fell on Robin’s flaccid cock, and she dived in without thinking. 

Robin was quickly snapped out of his semi-conscious euphoric state by the feeling of something wet and warm around his cock. 

Looking down, he saw Corrin licking his shaft clean, dragging her tongue along every inch of his cock. 

Robin was only slowly getting his ability to think straight back, so it took him some time to realize that this wasn't normal, although his mind wasn't in a state to realize why. 

“Corrin? What're you—Ah…!” Robin sighed, a bolt of pleasure shooting through him as Corrin rolled her tongue around the tip of his cock. 

“I think I need more…” she moaned. 

That was all the warning Robin got before Corrin took his cock into her mouth and started bobbing her head. 

“Oh Naga…”

She went straight into it! Although she started slow, Corrin took his shaft into her mouth and suddenly Robin found himself on the receiving end of a very intense and enthusiastic blowjob. 

Just coming off his long-denied orgasm, Robin was not ready for the rush of pleasure he suddenly felt again. With how fast she was going, it was almost as though Corrin was doing everything in her power to make him cum again!

Unbeknownst to Robin, that was exactly what Corrin was doing. It was as if Robin's ejaculating all over her triggered something inside her, and Corrin's body reacted by getting increasingly hot and aroused. She didn't know how or why, but she somehow knew that she needed more of Robin's cum. She needed it inside her, as there was something about it that… called her. To her body. To her basest instincts. She needed it. More of it. All of it. To quell the heat building inside her. 

So Corrin sucked and used her tongue and bobbed her head with increasing urgency. Her body was so hot and she needed Robin's cum to satisfy her. Somehow. She didn't know how or why, but her instincts told her this was true. 

To relieve the pressure, Corrin's hand shot down under her swimsuit and she jammed three fingers into her soaking cunt as she tried her best to coax another orgasm out of Robin. 

And although Robin just had an earth-shattering orgasm not too long ago, his prolonged abstinence meant that his body was ready for much, much more relief. Given that he was still sensitive, not having fully come off his previous high, Corrin's enthusiastic efforts had him again racing to his limit in a very short amount of time. 

“Haaargh…!” 

Shutting his eyes, Robin unthinkingly put his hands on top of Corrin's head. When he came, he grunted and held her down, pulling her face all the way down to his crotch as she shot another load of cum down Corrin's throat. 

And that was exactly what her body needed. 

With her fingers furiously pumping in and out of her pussy, Corrin felt Robin's cock throb and every drop of cum that he shot down her throat, which seemed to have triggered something inside her that kept her orgasm just out of reach. Corrin could feel the heat and the pleasure build up inside her as she fingered herself, but until now she couldn't seem to cum.  

“Mmmmmmph…!” 

Corrin moaned as much as she could, being held down as she was, as all the building pleasure and the heat inside her finally found release in the form of an intense, mind-blowing orgasm. 

Corrin's vision exploded in white and her entire body shook as her orgasm tore through her, more intense than anything she felt in her life. It was as if every nerve of her body was on fire, overwhelming her senses and flooding her mind with pleasure. 

“Oh goooods…” Robin moaned, feeling immense relief after two orgasms brought his self-imposed abstinence to a sudden end. 

Corrin didn't say anything, too focused on the aftershocks of the immense pleasure that hit her. Without Robin's hands holding her down, his cock slipped out of her mouth as she felt to the side, twitching at the lingering effects of her climax.

There was silence in the cabin as the two occupants slowly regained their senses. 

Robin was first to put his thoughts into a semblance of order, and the first thing he felt was satisfaction that his body finally got the relief that it so desperately craved. However, immediately following this satisfaction was a realization of what just happened. 

He just lost.

That realization tempered his mood somewhat. Robin had lasted so long, only to give into his cravings and lose! Gods, Shez was never going to let him live it down. He could already see her shit-eating grin in his mind's eye. On the bright side, Robin supposed this meant that he was finally free to pin her to the ground and have his way with her, maybe wipe that grin of her face by fucking her ass so hard she'd have trouble walking for the next week. That made him feel a bit better. But before any of that, Robin was going to address why he lost so suddenly. 

Looking down, he saw Corrin on the ground, a lazy smile on her face. 

“Uh, Corrin? You okay?” Robin asked. 

“Oh, Robin, I'm so much more than okay…” Corrin sighed blissfully. “That was incredible. So much better than what I've been told…” 

“Yeah, about that. I actually wanted to talk to you about that…” 

There were so many things to talk about, but Robin supposed he could start there. 

“I suppose we can talk, although…” Corrin gave Robin a sultry look. “We could do something else in the meantime…” 

Robin felt his heart beating faster in his chest. That look she was giving him made him feel… 

“Are you sure? You seem to be a bit out of it…”

“Oh, this is nothing,” Corrin said, slowly getting up. “I don't know if you know this, but I'm actually part dragon.” 

“Oh yeah?” Robin asked dubiously. 

“Yep. That means I have better stamina than other people,” Corrin explained, reaching for her top. 

“Oh yeah?” Robin said, much more interested now that Corrin took off her top to expose her breasts. 

“Yep. I can last longer during, uh, physically strenuous activities, and recover faster.” 

Robin watched as Corrin slid off her bottoms, fully exposing herself. 

“Like now, for example,” she said, her face flushed as she approached him, a sultry look in her eyes. “What happened just now was great, but I'm ready for so much more…” 

To emphasize her point, Corrin took Robin's hand and placed it between her legs. 

“I see it’s very wet there,” Robin noted. His throat felt so dry all of a sudden. 

“It is. Will you help me…?” Corrin asked coyly. At least, as coyly as she could given her barely contained arousal. 

Damn, she just came and was already hot enough to go for another round? Maybe she really was a dragon… 

Robin was about to (very reluctantly) decline, but then he remembered that he already lost his bet with Shez. So if he already lost, then he supposed it didn't matter what he got up to now. And since Corrin was naked right in front of him asking him so nicely, who was he to refuse? 

Besides, Corrin's little display got him hard again and he felt like he could go a few more rounds now that he didn't have to hold himself back.

“Of course. I am a gentleman, after all, so of course I will help—” 

“Great!” Corrin said, not waiting for Robin to finish. Even before the words left his mouth, she was already climbing on the chair with him and straddling his lap. 

“Whoa!” 

Robin wasn't expecting the sudden change in attitude from his partner. Corrin seemed like she wanted to drag it out a little more and maybe build up to it, given what she said before, so Robin was unprepared for her to suddenly become so active and take the initiative. 

He was also unprepared for Corrin to just go directly to the action and spear herself atop on cock in one go. 

“Ahh…!” Corrin sighed, feeling Robin's thick cock filling and spreading her pussy. Her body shuddered, the sudden feeling of his thick shaft inside her sending a jolt of pleasure through her. Gods, she was so wet and aroused that she had no trouble taking Robin in one go. 

Corrin didn't really know what was happening to her and why she was acting so out-of-character, or why she was even so very and uncharacteristically horny all of a sudden, but it was hard to dwell on it when she felt so hot and her pussy ached to be filled and Robin and his thick cock was stretching her in all the rights ways. 

“Hrgh…”

Robin, meanwhile, grit his teeth at the sudden tightness around his cock. He was not mentally prepared for Corrin to just impale herself in one go, swiftly and without warning. With how warm her pussy was and how it squeezed his cock, Robin had trouble gathering his thoughts and thinking about anything else. Gods, it had been so long that Robin forgot what a pussy felt like. Did it always feel so good? Was it always this tight ? Fuck, it felt so good…

“It's just as good as they said…” Corrin said, a dreamy expression on her face. “So big and thick and filling and…!” 

“Ngh, who said what…?” Robin grunted, catching a few of Corrin's words. 

“They talked you up, you know,” Corrin purred. “Said you do allll sorts of things and leave them so very satisfied. And so far you seem to live up to your reputation.” 

“I… what?” 

It was hard to think with his cock buried in a woman after so long, especially when her pussy seemed like it wanted to milk him dry and when she was looking at him with such a lewd expression in her eyes… 

“Let me see what else you can do.” 

Robin groaned as Corrin rolled her hips on his lap. Then she grabbed his shoulders and lifted herself up before dropping herself down again.

“Hngh…!” 

And started really fucking herself on Robin's cock. 

Now, Robin didn't know much about Corrin or what to expect from her, but it definitely wasn't her being so sexually forward so as to push him down on a chair, climb on his lap and start aggressively slamming herself down on his cock. 

It was a wild, crazy, and a completely unexpected turn of events, but Robin really couldn't complain. After all those days of restraint, Robin felt he still had more rounds in him. 

Corrin, meanwhile, did not spend days and days abstaining from sex after having a very active sex life, but she suddenly felt so horny that the result was the same. The orgasm she felt after her blowjob was incredible and did temper her sudden arousal somewhat, but that was only temporary. Corrin was still inexplicably horny and was now not only satisfying her sudden urges, but also chasing that high that she got from sucking Robin's cock. If she came so hard just by swallowing his cum, then she couldn't imagine how good it'd feel when he came inside her. Even better, judging by how much pleasure she got feeling Robin's thick shaft spread her pussy every time she slammed herself down. 

Corrin was getting more aroused by the minute and was chasing her orgasm with increasing desperation. To get more of Robin's cock inside her, she leaned forward, using the back of the chair for leverage as she continued to fuck herself at a slightly different angle. This position resulted in Robin being presented with Corrin's shapely breasts right in front of his face. 

And before Robin could even think, he instinctively reached out to grope and squeeze. 

“Ah…!” Corrin gasped, so focused on Robin's cock spearing her that she didn't realize how sensitive her breasts became until she felt ripples of pleasure shoot through her as Robin focused on her chest. 

It was… unexpected. 

Corrin moaned as Robin flicked his tongue across her nipple before sucking on it. 

It was unexpected, but very good. 

Corrin instinctively leaned forward, pushing her chest against Robin's face so he could focus more on her breasts. 

“Hey, wait—!” 

Unfortunately, Corrin leaned too much and ended up tipping the chair backwards, sending both of them falling. 

“Argh, damn it…!” Robin cursed as his back hit the floor and Corrin fell on top of him. 

“No, not now! I was so close…!” 

Although the fall took Robin by surprise, Corrin seemed to be unaffected. In fact, Corrin only seemed to see the fall as an irritating inconvenience that interrupted her pursuit of her orgasm. 

Robin watched in stupefied bewilderment as Corrin jumped to her feet, ripped the chair from under him and threw it away with such force that it broke against the cabin wall. 

“Now then…” Corrin looked at Robin with hungry, half-lidded eyes. “Let's get you more comfortable and pick up where we left off.” 

“Huh?” 

Robin didn't get a chance to react as Corrin grabbed his pants and pulled them off him in one go. He did let out a throaty moan when Corrin straddled him and lowered herself on his cock with the same care and preparation as before. 

“Ahh…” 

That is, none at all. 

She didn't even give Robin a chance to rest before she started bouncing on his cock again. 

“Ah, this is so… much better. I can… so deep…” 

Corrin was too far gone now, so hot and aroused that the only thing she could focus on was her own pleasure and the orgasm that was bubbling inside her. She was so close… 

If Corrin was approaching her climax, Robin was hurtling toward his. Corrin already worked him up while he was in the chair, and she picked up right where she left off now that he was on the ground, only now with renewed vigor. And gods, was she using him to spear herself and Robin felt like he was hitting the deepest parts of her womb and how her inner walls all squeezed his shaft was… was…!

“Oh gods…!”

Robin threw his head back and pushed his hips to meet Corrin's, burying his cock as deep as it could go as he finally found his release. 

As Robin shot ropes of his cum inside her, Corrin's body reacted immediately. Her eyes became glazed as being filled with Robin's thick cum triggered her own orgasm. 

Corrin's mind and senses all shut down for a full minute as she rode her orgasm, with Robin's cock still buried deep inside her, his semen spilling out of her overstuffed pussy. At some point she leaned forward and fell on his chest, not being able to support herself while in the midst of her climax. 

The two lay there for a while, breathing heavily. 

Robin didn't think he could cum so hard, especially after Corrin just sucked him off. What was strange was that the ensuing exhaustion was brief. Robin would’ve expected to be out of commission after having such intense orgasms, but he felt… good. Strangely good. Refreshed, even! Like he was good to go for another round as if nothing happened!

That was… odd and unexpected. Why was that? Was there some kind of magic at play? Did he unwittingly drink a stamina potion sometime during the day? 

“Ungh…”

Robin didn't have much time to think about it as Corrin stirred on top of him. 

“Oh…”

“You're back,” he remarked. 

“I…” Corrin blinked slowly, trying to regain her bearings. “Gods, I'm..."  

“Satisfied, I hope." 

“So very much…” Corrin sighed contentedly. “Your reputation certainly precedes you.”

“You keep saying that. What reputation? Who's been saying these things about me? Where are you hearing this from?” 

“Oh. Well, that's…” Corrin paused, only now seeming to realize that she still had Robin's cock buried inside her. “Let me just…” 

She grunted, slowly pushing herself off him. Robin instantly missed the feeling of her warm pussy around his shaft…

“Oh my, you've certainly made a mess.” 

Looking up, Robin saw Corrin looking down at the stream of cum slowly spilling out of her cunt. 

“Ah. Well, you know…” Robin didn’t even know what to say. It was such a decadent sight, though, that he couldn't help but find it hot. And in his strangely revitalised state, it didn’t take long for Robin to become hard again. 

“Oh my.” 

A fact that didn’t go unnoticed by Corrin. 

“...Yep.” 

Robin decided he was past the point of being coy. 

“So you’re ready to go again so soon?” Corrin asked.

“Are… are you?” Robin asked back, seeing how intently Corrin was looking at his erection. 

“Dragon,” she said simply. 

“Oh. Right. Well, I’m good to go if you are.” 

Why not? Robin felt weirdly good and Corrin was pretty hot and he still felt like he needed to get all the sex out of his system so he could go back to being normal. Spending some more time with Corrin couldn’t hurt. 

“Oh, I’m very good…” 

---

As it turned out, “some more time” ended up being a bit more than that. Robin lost track of time as he and Corrin fucked all over his little beachside cabin. For whatever reason, she was a very horny dragon, always seeming to want his cum and suck him dry. With her draconic stamina and recovery time, Corrin could—and did—last for a while.

What was more surprising was that so did Robin. Instead of feeling exhaustion after what seemed like endless rounds of sex with Corrin, Robin felt fresh and energetic and able to keep up with Corrin and her seemingly endless libido after every round. 

Whether she was sucking his cock like her life depended on it, or being mating pressed on his bed, or fucked while on all fours on the floor, Corrin always asked for more, and Robin's condition was good enough to indulge her. 

All good things, however, come to an end eventually, and Corrin’s stamina was no exception. Being part dragon, she could last much longer than the average human, but even her stamina had limits. 

Corrin sighed and fell back in Robin’s bed, exhausted and satisfied, with copious amounts of Robin’s cum leaking out of her thoroughly used holes. 

Unlike Corrin, Robin didn’t feel the least bit tired. Although he thought he could still go for several more rounds, Robin more than satisfied his neglected urges with Corrin. Now he could go back to being his regular, non-pent up self and actually focus on things other than sex… although he still lost his bet with Shez. 

That made Robin frown briefly, but it couldn’t be helped. Even if Corrin came on to him first, a loss was a loss. He just had to live with Shez’s inevitable look of smug superiority, but at least he could think straight now. 

…And now that he was thinking straight, Robin remembered the skimpy swimsuits his teammates were wearing, which…

Robin felt himself becoming hard. 

Just because he wasn’t agonizingly pent up anymore didn’t mean that he didn't have sexual urges any longer! He was but a man, surrounded by attractive female teammates in scandalously skimpy and revealing swimsuits that highlighted their tight bodies. Was he not supposed to have any reaction in such circumstances? Besides, he still felt fresh despite countless rounds with Corrin, so why not make good use of his energy? 

Robin decided to leave Corrin in his cabin to recover and picked up his clothes. Putting on his pants and coat, he was about to open the door to his cabin and head outside when he heard a voice. 

“...How long are they going to be? The sun's already setting!” 

“I admit that it has been longer than initially anticipated…” 

Two voices. Familiar voices… 

“How the hell are they even doing it for so long? Does he have stamina potions hidden in his cabin or something?!”

“Patience. I’m sure they’re almost done. Listen, the noises have died down.” 

“I’m going in there!” 

“I strongly advise against that.” 

“It’s been too long and I’m tired of—!” 

“What’re you two doing outside my cabin?” Robin asked, opening the door. 

“Wha—!” Shez scrambled to her feet. “We weren’t waiting here for you!”

Robin raised a brow. 

“Maybe a little,” Byleth said, getting up. 

“Why are you two sitting outside my cabin?” asked Robin. 

“To verify something,” Shez answered. 

“What?” 

“You lost our bet, didn’t you?” 

“What? No I didn’t!” Robin responded automatically. 

Shez and Byleth looked past Robin and into his cabin, seeing how messy it was… and the sleeping Corrin on his bed. They then looked back at him. 

“Hey, that’s…! She was just…” Robin sighed in defeat. “Fine. Fine! You win, okay?! But it wasn’t my fault! Corrin just came in here and demanded sex and—!” 

“Doesn’t matter,” Shez interrupted, “You had sex and I didn’t.” 

“I can confirm she did not,” Byleth said. 

“Which means that you lost!” 

Robin grit his teeth. He knew this was coming, but that didn’t make it any more pleasant. 

“Yeah, okay, fine. I lost and…” Robin paused as his mind started working. “Wait a minute, why are you two…? How did you…?” 

“What? We were just in the area and happened to be passing by,” Shez said innocently. 

Robin narrowed his eyes, recalling Corrin’s words. “...It was you, wasn’t it?” 

“No.” 

“Yes.” 

Shez looked at Byleth in alarm. 

“You won and he was going to find out anyway,” Byleth said simply, shrugging. 

“Okay, fine. You were doing better than expected so we—” 

“You,” Byleth corrected. 

“Hey, you helped too!” Shez retorted. “Anyway, we decided to help you along. And if we couldn’t tempt you, then maybe an outside third party could.” 

“So you just, what, talked up how much sex we have and encouraged her to seduce me or something?” Robin asked. 

“We added that there were additional battlefield benefits involved, but in essence, yes,” Byleth confirmed. “If it makes you feel better, she was very curious when she ‘overheard’ us talking and very interested in what we told her.”

“Also very receptive to our advice in approaching you,” Shez added, “Although you were so blind to her more subtle approaches that we basically had to wind her up and tell her not to leave your cabin until you slept with her." 

“I don’t know whether to be angry or impressed by your underhanded tactics and getting a third party involved,” Robin stated flatly.

Shez shrugged. “There weren’t any rules against it and Corrin was more than willing, so I won fair and square as far as I’m concerned.” 

“Sneaky,” Robin conceded. “I’m disappointed that I didn’t think of that myself.” 

“Anyway, seeing as how I won fair and square, I think I deserve some bragging time.” Shez smiled victoriously. “Starting right now. I—” 

“While you’re busy with that, I’ll be borrowing our tactician,” Byleth interrupted, taking Robin by his sleeve and dragging him away. 

“Hey, don’t drag him away when I’m about to brag!” 

“You can brag later. Now that your little competition is over, it’s time for others who were suffering the consequences of your competition to get some relief.” 

“Hey—!” 

“You can join if you want,” Byleth said, looking back. “Or you can wait until I’m done, although I have to warn you that I’ll be needing his company for a while.” 

“Do I get a say in this?” Robin asked. 

“Do you have anywhere else you’d rather be?” Byleth asked pointedly. 

“Uh…” Robin’s eyes traveled up and down Byleth’s body before settling on her breasts, barely contained by her swimsuit. “No. Not at all.” 

“Good.” Byleth then glanced back at Shez. “Last chance.” 

Shez was about to protest when she realized that she won, so she didn’t really need to hold back any longer. That competition with Robin did leave Shez horny and frustrated enough to enlist Byleth to rope in Corrin to make Robin lose so they could finally relieve their pent up arousal, so Shez supposed the least she could do was follow Byleth’s lead. 

“...Fine. My cabin is closer. Come on,” she said, catching up. She then turned to Robin. “And you, clear your evening. You relieved yourself with Corrin, now it’s time for us to relieve yourself with you.” 

The looks Byleth and Shez were giving him were almost predatory. Robin was lucky in that he was good to go even after all the rounds with Corrin, otherwise he doubted he’d come out of this latest encounter alive. 

Notes:

Did you know that Fell blood/other bodily substances have aphrodisiac-like effects on Dusk/Dawn dragons? And that Dusk/Dawn dragon blood/other bodily substances have regenerative properties on Fell dragon/adjacent beings?

True story. I'm writing my thesis on it.

Notes:

Yet another dumb idea inspired by Feh, namely the addition of male Alear, meaning we now have an equal number of "Avatar" characters of each gender in the game. Coincidentally, Male Robin finally won CYL.

Those two facts in my mind crossed and naturally lead to one question: wouldn't it be funny for Robin, the OG Harem Lord, to have a harem consisting of the female avatars?

That dumb thought wouldn't leave me alone until I wrote it down. This is the questionable result.