"Ike!"
"Oh, Elincia!"
"Harder!"
"I love you! Hnn!"
"I…I love you too!"
The two people's lips met as they made love. Ike was on top of the Queen, groaning louder than he ever did when he was with Soren in bed. He finally finished, as did she, and they collapsed beside each other. A great room surrounded them. They were in a four poster bed, with a beautiful moon and stars engraved into the oak, and the bright and striking sun was painted on the tall ceiling, illuminated by starlight. Blue silk sheets covered them in modesty, but he could still see Ike's defined abs relaxing, the muscles rippling beneath the toned skin. He could still see those gentle but massive arms wrapped around her waist as he held her from behind, kissing down her neck and cupping her small breast gently and daintily. He whispered words of endless love into her ear, sighing in contentment and post-orgasm high.
She turned to him, and they kissed again, this time deeper. Their tongues met in the juncture between their open lips, and they both moaned in unison. He ran his coarse, thick fingers up and down her stomach, where just a small bulge was visible, and it was obvious the queen was going to have a little prince or princess, in due time.
"I'm so happy with you…" He murmured. "Not anything like when I was with Soren."
"Little branded wretch…" Elincia cursed the man's name, moving in for another kiss.
"Momma! Daddy!" Three children ran into the room, each of them with either blue or green hair. They called for their parents, crawling onto the bed and snuggling up to them cheerfully.
"Tell us about the mad king's war, Daddy!" They cried. "Tell us about meeting that awful branded freak, Soren!"
"Yes!" One of the other children said. "Tell us about Soren! We hate Soren!"
"Soren…? Soren!" Who was that voice? It sounded so familiar. So heartwarming and worried for him. "Soren!" It said. "Wake up, Soren! Come on, wake up!" Wake up? But he hadn't been asleep, had he? He had seen Ike and Elincia, together in bed…He had seen their beautiful little children and their darling palace. He had seen the painted sun and the starlight and the moon carved into the wood on their bed. He had seen them making love!
But there sat Ike, beside him, naked and gleaming with cold sweat. "Soren? Oh, you're finally awake, thank Heavens."
"What…?" Soren heard himself ask groggily, wiping the sleep from his eyes.
"You were having a horrible dream, what was it?"
"Ike…Did we…?" He gestured to Ike's nude, shameless loins.
"Did we what?"
"Did we…Have sex?"
"We do every night, don't we?"
"We…We do?" Soren's head was swimming painfully.
"What's gotten into you? Are you feeling alright?"
"I…I saw you with Elincia…" He hiccuped. "And you were…You were…"
"Oh Soren…"
"And you had kids! Three gorgeous kids! And she was going to have a fourth! And…And…"
"You know I would never leave you, don't you?"
Soren wrapped his arms around Ike, trembling violently and crying out his sorrows into the bare chest. "You…I…I love you."
"I love you too. And just forget the dream, okay?"
"It's hard to forget something that awful…" The mage sighed, curling up next to him.
"Don't worry, Love."
"…Huh?"
"I'll help you forget." They sealed it with a kiss, and, as hard as it was to be honest with himself, Soren knew for certain that nothing in the world could make him happier than Ike.
