Notes: I thought that I should throw my hat into the ring of all these Fire Emblem Heroes Lemon Fanfictions. I will restrict these to being Male Kiran with various females for now, as I may change my mind in the future for viewer suggestions in the future.
Chapter 1: Sinister Illusions
Kiran sat in his bed surrounded by various books, scraps of crumpled paper and unfinished notes jotted down on pages of a notebook. The room was dark with the exception of a single lantern on his nightstand, illuminating the surroundings with a dim glow. His door slightly ajar but with a 'KEEP OUT' sign on the front to show that he is not welcoming visitors at the time. His room looked as disheveled as his appearance as his clothes lay about the floor and nightstand, with the exception of his summoner's cloak, his blue shirt and white pants. crumbs of various foods littered the wooden floor. But Kiran did not care about this as he was determined to work hard at his current objective: clearing this tomes simulation.
"If I attack the armor knight with Sothe, I should be able to finish him off with Olwen and get Morgan to beat the green mage across the mountain…" he muttered to himself. Ever since he found the 'Grandmaster' tome, Kiran had been struggling to find ways to beat the tomes many challenges. He didn't find the rewards to be anything grand save for a few orbs the tome rewarded at times.
Rather, The reason Kiran kept at it vigorously was to become a better strategist for the Order of Heroes, as he felt he had not been cutting it these last few treks through Múspell. His latest strategies to take on King Surtr were barely successful, as Alfonse barely lived the hefty blow dealt to him by the fiery King and did just enough damage in retaliation to stop Surtr dead in his tracks. It didn't help that all their hard work was for naught, as Surtr came back from the dead not long after, forcing a strategic retreat until they could get their bearings.
Kiran knew that if the Order of Heroes had any chance of beating Surtr, he had to be perfect before, during and after the battle lest they would be consumed by the flames of Múspell. Sharpening his mind was the only way to formulate a perfect strategy to end the tyrants evil reign. It did not matter what he had to put himself through to get his desired outcome. As long as he was on the path to improvement he could not care less.
"Damn! Olwen can't get the kill!" Kiran said to himself realizing that he had screwed up his chance of victory yet again by focusing on the wrong unit to defeat the turn before. He closed the tome out of frustration, put his head in his hands and let out a sigh. 'What good am I as a strategist if I can't even conquer the first map of this stupid tome!?' he thought to himself. As he sat in the dim light of his lantern, he thought of excuses for why he failed something that seemed so simple. 'I'm just tired' 'Maybe the tome was designed to seem beatable, but is actually just a time waster' 'There is no way I would ever be in a position that required something so precise!' the longer he thought, the clearer his mind became. He recollected his thoughts and opened the tome once again, determined to beat it this time.
Kiran worked tirelessly at the challenges given to him by the tome. "break the wall with Roy, then get Shanna to-" Kiran was interrupted by a knock at his door, followed by the person knocking to poke their head in. "Kiran?" the person said. Kiran recognized the voice to belong to Ylgr, Fjorm and Hríd's younger sister. Kiran looked up at her with visible annoyance on his face, seeing as she ignored his sign. "Sorry to disturb you" Ylgr continued. "But can I talk to you about something?" Kiran let out a sigh and motioned for her to come in. "Close the door behind you" He said before closing the tome to continue later. Ylgr came in with a large sack of various staves on her back from other worlds.
Ever since Fjorm came down with an unknown sickness, Hríd and Ylgr have been trying to spend more time with her in case they lose her like they did with Gunnthrá. Anna was reluctant, but allowed the three of them to travel to various worlds before the army goes to stop the rite of flames.
Kiran thought that it was a nice gesture, but found it strange that every time they went to a new world, Ylgr bought a new staff from that world as a keepsake. Fjorm got little trinkets from the worlds while Hríd was just glad to be somewhere new.
Ylgr's staff collection started to range from the Hexing Rod from Hoshido to Tiena's staff from Misil. Stranger yet, she did not allow anyone near her collection as she wanted to keep them until she got home. Kiran assumed that she collected them as a means to help her sister, but has yet to touch a single one for use.
Ylgr fumbled with the bag for a bit before putting it down behind the nightstand. She looked to Kiran with a nervous look on her face before speaking. "We are going to march into Múspell soon, right?" Kiran thought for a moment before answering. "That is the plan. We can't lollygag forever." Ylgr seemed concerned with his answer, and shot off another question. "Are you not scared? My brother said that there may be a traitor here!"
'Right. That.' Kiran thought. "I wouldn't be concerned about that, Ylgr. Hríd, Fjorm and Anna have been investigating some of the heroes we have." Kiran shuffled through some of the paper scraps on his bed to find what he was looking for. He grabbed a notebook underneath his trusty weapon, Breidablik. He scrolled through the notebooks contents until he saw what he searched for. "We have…" he started, skimming through the books contents. "interrogated through 81/242 of our heroes." Kiran closed the book and threw it onto the nightstand. "That doesn't sound like very many, Kiran." Ylgr replied in a questioning tone. "I know It's not many, but I trust that they can get the job done." Kiran countered back to Ylgr's uncertainty.
"Is my sister on the list?" Ylgr inquired. Kiran chuckled and nodded his head. "Was there any doubt?" Kiran added. Ylgr's grim look made it seem so, changing Kiran's expression from a smile to a look of concern. "What's wrong?" Kiran asked. His curiosity was piqued and his concern for Ylgr and the Order of Heroes grew upon hearing her answer: "Fjorm is the traitor"
Ylgr's eyes started to tear up with her statement. Kiran was stunned, as he had taken a liking to Fjorm when they met, and that liking evolved to a full blown crush. So to hear such an accusation made about her caught him completely off guard. The only thing he could muster as a reply was "Are you sure?" Ylgr nodded her head as the tears came down her face. Kiran put his thumb to Ylgr's cheek to catch the falling tears. "What…What makes you so sure?" He asked.
Ylgr wiped her eyes and nose with her sleeve. She took a deep breath and started to answer. "When we went out and explored the worlds, we talked about many things. The past came up and Fjorm had a hard time recounting past events. Me and Hríd found this weird, so every chance we could, we brought up past events to Fjorm. Each time she either would not answer or act sick." Kiran felt that, while this was a compelling argument for her being a traitor, he felt bias to disagree. "Well…we shouldn't jump to conclusions..." was all Kiran could muster as a response before Ylgr responded to him. "Do you know believe me?" Ylgr asked, tears starting to come down her face again as she continued. "Nobody ever believes me because I'm just a kid!" the way Ylgr talked made Kiran feel guilty. Kiran forced himself to respond. "YLGR!" he started, causing Ylgr to stop her crying and look at Kiran.
Kiran had made her calm down, but he jumped the gun on his plan to keep her calm, as he was drawing a blank. But he knew he needed to answer, so all that came out of his mouth was just stuttering's of words such as 'well' , 'um' , 'ah' and various other filler words that came out. Before he could formulate anything that could be considered a sentence, Ylgr broke his ramblings.
"You believe me, right Kiran?"
When Kiran heard Ylgr say that, He stopped dead in his tracks. Upon hearing the words 'Right Kiran?',His brain stirred at what she said. Something about what she said made him feel like he was suddenly in danger, but couldn't figure out why. His brain kept feeding him the pieces to why he is in danger, but it didn't click yet. "Kiran?" Ylgr was still looking at him. "Are you ok?" as Ylgr tried to regain his attention, Kiran was putting the pieces together in his head. Suddenly it all clicked together to Kiran. He felt that he figured out who the traitor was.
"Ylgr" Kiran said as he looked at Ylgr with a stern look in his eyes, almost a glaring at her. It was clear that Ylgr sensed the tension in Kiran's voice, as she took a step back closer to her back of staves. "Ylgr, when we first met, how did you know my name?" Ylgr stumbled over her words for a moment until she finally sputtered out "I-well… Fjorm introduced us, remember?" she finished the statement with a smile that she clearly forced out. Kiran's threatening glare remained unaltered.
"Fjorm only introduced Alfonse and Sharena before her coughing fit overtook her. We were never properly introduced, and yet you knew my name. Almost like you knew it beforehand." Kiran was clearly onto something, as it showed in Ylgr's face. Her forced smile crumbled into a look of shock, as If they realized their mistake. Ylgr looked down at the floor to hide her stunned face. Ylgr looked up, right into Kiran's eyes. That look of shock that Ylgr wore before quickly transformed to a devious smile. A crooked grin so unnerving that Kiran's unwavering expression instantly change to a mix of confusion and concern.
Ylgr opened her mouth to speak, but the voice that escaped her lips was not the same that she had before. "It seems you caught me red handed~" Ylgr spoke with a deep yet more feminine voice than before. Before Kiran could react, Ylgr quickly grabbed a staff out of her bag and pointed in Kiran's direction. The red star on the top glowed a brighter red. Suddenly, Kiran felt as if he had became deadweight. He grunted as he tried to move, but it felt as if the Earth held him down. Kiran struggled to move any part of himself. He lifted his head to see which staff Ylgr used on him. To his surprise, Ylgr was no longer there. In her place was a tall woman with a purple dress. The dress revealed many of her curves and left little to the imagination. Her long, deep pink hair fell to her back, mixed in with many small braids dropping near her shoulder blades. Her dark purple eyes looked at him with sinister intentions. Kiran's eyes shot wide open upon realizing who it was. "Loki!" he struggled out.
Watching the summoner struggle to move gave Loki great amusement that she couldn't help but snicker at his plight. "I must admit summoner, I am impressed that you saw through my deceitful tactics." She moved in closer to him until her head was inches from his ear. "Too bad it took you this long to figure it out." She backed away with a grin on her face as she put the staff she grabbed from her bag back and retrieved another from the open bag. Kiran saw the staff she put back. The blue color along with the hammer-like shape protruding from the ends made him realize what she used on him. "G-gravity?" He managed to blurt out. Loki turned towards him, new staff in hand. "So you DO know what I used against you!" Loki acknowledged. "But I doubt you may have seen this staff before…" She said as she raised her new staff towards him.
Kiran looked at the design, trying to figure out what she was going to use on him. The staff's design was foreign to any he had seen before. The staff a sleek look with a silver color to it. A blue gem at the top with a green gem underneath it, as well as wings coming out of the sides facing upwards. The staff's two gemstones glowed their respective color, and Kiran felt a sudden tightness in his throat. He felt as if he stopped breathing for a moment. Kiran opened his lips, mouthing the word 'What-' before releasing what had happened. He read about this staff and it's effects in the Askr Library, but never actually seen one.
"A nifty little trinket I got while traveling the worlds." Loki revealed. "I believed the shopkeeper called it 'Silence'." Kiran now felt how bad of a position he was in. He was trapped with the Múspell strategist in his own room, immobile and incapable of calling for help. Now Loki could do whatever she pleased to him.
The worst possibilities crossed his mind. 'What if she kills me?' 'Nobody knows that I'm about to die!' 'What if Loki takes my place as strategist of Askr and leads everyone to their death!' 'She'll get Alfonse, Sharena, Anna, Hríd and Fjorm to walk to their graves!' 'Fjorm… I never got to tell her…' Kiran's heart raced at the thought that he may never see any of his friends again, especially Fjorm.
"You and your troops have been a thorn in my side for a while now" Loki interrupted Kiran's thinking process, snapping him back into reality as Loki continued. "Trying to combat your forces is tiring work, you see. I also have to go deep undercover to break apart your little groups trust and relay information back to Múspell. Don't even get me started on the punishment that Helbindi is going to receive when I get back to him…" Loki shook her head. "I'm getting sidetracked. Point is… all this hard work is getting to me. It really makes a girl…" Loki leaned in close to Kiran's ear yet again, and whispered in a seductive voice: "Get pent up 'desires'."
A chill ran up Kiran's spine. Kiran realised what she meant immediately. As scared as he was, he felt a tinge of pleasure stir up underneath his pants. Loki locked eyes with him. The dirty look she gave him only made the feeling in his loins grow greater than before. Kiran was scared as to what she might do to him, but at the same time filled with curiosity.
Loki lowered herself onto the wooden flooring until she was on her knees, slightly above eye level to the summoner stuck to his bed. "I feel that this naughty summoner deserves to be punished~" she said as she tiptoed her two fingers across Kiran's chest, down his immobile body until she reached his pants. As Kiran laid on his bed, unable to move, he felt his fluttering heart grow faster. 'This can't be real.' 'I must be dreaming!' 'There is NO WAY this is real!' these thoughts raced through Kiran's mind until he felt his pants being pulled away from his crotch. "Hmm…" Loki pondered as she looked at his penis, fully erect and waiting for some sort of contact to be made. "Perhaps I'll start here~" She said in a sly tone, giving a wink towards the restrained summoner.
Loki reached her hand down towards the summoner's cock. Gripping it in her hand, she started to move her hand up and down Kiran's shaft methodically, just enough for Kiran to enjoy it, but not enough for any release to happen. "Quite the 'Staff' you carry around, summoner." Loki said, giving Kiran a dirty look in her eyes. Kiran felt his cheeks burn red. "But I have worked staves bigger than this, so don't go getting a big head about it." Loki continued. With that remark, Kiran felt his pride be taken from him just as fast as it had been given to him. Seeing the look of disappointment in his eyes gave Loki pleasure.
Loki stroked his dick faster, making Kiran start to breathe heavier. Loki gave a devious smile realizing that Kiran may climax from this. Loki stopped her strokes, leaving Kiran pent up from the unexpected end. "tsk, tsk, summoner. Expecting me to end my fun so soon? I want to see it in your eyes. Beg me for more." Kiran knew that Loki was only toying with him. But He saw that the best solution for his current situation was to just accept her proposal and let her have her way. Better that than the possibility of her killing him now. Kiran struggled, but managed to nod his head, making Loki proceed with rubbing her hand on Kiran's dick. Loki's slow yet precise movement on his penis felt exceptional to the anchored tactician. Each stroke brought him closer to climaxing. Kiran could feel the release in his cock building up. He was close and both Loki and him knew it. "So soon, summoner? I expected more from someone in yo-" Loki cut herself off, snapping her attention to Kiran's door being opened. Wasting no time, Loki grabbed the thick blanket at the foot of Kiran's bed and threw it over the exposed summoner.
Kiran felt the sudden stop of movement on his dick, with his urges growing quickly behind. Kiran realised what was about to happen in front of him. Someone was about to walk in on the situation unfolding and see Loki holding him hostage in his own room, using him like a plaything. Kiran felt a sense of relief in his heart knowing that he could be freed from Loki, but he also felt disappointed that he was not able to find relief 'down under'. 'Thank the Gods! I'm saved!' Kiran thought. Suddenly, he felt his blanket thrown over his entire body with the exception of his head, followed by the palm of a hand placed over his forehead. The stranger at the door peeked their head inside. "Chief?" They said. Kiran saw that the face poking in had short light blue hair with a slim band around their forehead. He recognized this to belong to Shanna, a pegasus knight in training.
"Hey…" Shanna continued. "What's going on in here? Did you get sick or something?" Kiran tried to speak, but the silence staff still held his voice captive. He tried to raise his hand and beckon her closer to him, but the weight of gravity kept him down. Before Kiran could think of anything, he heard a different voice adjacent to him. The voice did not sound like Loki's. Kiran moved his eyes to where Loki was and, to his surprise, saw that Loki was not there. Instead he saw Short, Hot pink hair with a white headband on. Kiran's eyes widened apon realizing that the person in Loki's place was Sakura, youngest of the Hoshido royal family.
"D-don't come closer!" The Sakura imposter squealed towards Shanna, making Shanna and Kiran jump. "H-he is sick so I'm trying to h-help! I don't want y-you to catch it either!" the fake Sakura turned her head from Shanna to Kiran. Her expression of concern quickly changed to one of grimace when looking at him. "Right, Kiran?" hearing that, Kiran knew that he had some power in his current state. All he had to do was shake his head and-
He felt a hand grab his ballsack underneath the blanket. Kiran was jerked back from his headspace. He looked at the Sakura mimic and saw that, while one of her hands was on his forehead to make it look like she was checking his temperature, her other hand slipped underneath the blanket and wrapped her hand around it.
The fake gave his nuts a light squeeze, making pain shoot up Kiran's body. The phony mouthed the words 'Or else' before giving a devious grin. Kiran gulped, fearing the worst if he didn't comply. Despite the pain, something about this 'Sakura' made his cock harden up. He struggled, but managed to nod his head to confirm. Kiran looked nervously to the imposter for approval. The fake Sakura's expression softened, gave a small nod then changed her expression to worry and turning her head back towards Shanna. "P-please leave so you don't get sick." The phony pleaded. Shanna looked to Kiran, than to the fake Sakura. "Alright, I'll leave you to it. Get well soon, Chief!" She said, closing the door behind her.
Kiran's hopes of escaping Loki's grasp sank with the door closing. 'Sakura' took her hand off of Kiran's forehead and lifted the blanket away from his immobile body. To her surprise, his dick was throbbing with anticipation. Dropping her Sakura voice, Loki asked "Was my roleplaying THAT impressive?". Kiran didn't know how to respond to that, but Loki did. Putting back up her Sakura impression, she started to tease Kiran. "I…I hope you d-don't mind me doing this. It's my fi-first time, s-so I'm rea-really nervous…"
The impression of Sakura sounded perfect to Kiran, as he almost forgot that it was Loki who was alluring him. 'Sakura' put wrapped both of her hands around the base of Kiran's erection and moved her hands slowly up and down his cock. The strokes on his shaft felt wonderful, forcing Kiran to let out a gasp from the felling. He looked over to 'Sakura' and saw the shrine maiden working her hands as best she could.
Noticing that the summoner was staring, Loki decided to give her part seem more believable. She met his eyes with hers, giving a timid look in her eyes before changing her expression to a more gleeful one. She quickened the pace of her hand movements, making Kiran shiver. Each pump done on his shaft by the fake made the pressure inside of Kiran build up. His body had been begging for a release ever since this started, and has been rejected twice already. His breath started to get heavier, and he felt the pressure in his dick build up to a point where he could no longer deny it of exiting.
"Y-you don't have to hold back f-for me." The imposter added in a gentle tone. "Pl-please, g-give it to me!" As if on command, Kiran let out a grunt as his penis released all of it's built up cum. Shooting out in bursts, it launched itself onto many of it's surroundings, spattering onto his chest and 'Sakura's' hands in his spunk.
The release put Kiran's mind at ease as he let out a sigh of relief. 'Sakura' looked at him with an alluring look in her eyes as she licked the sticky substance off her fingers. "I-it's sweet tasting… like c-candy…" She said cleaning the last of it off her hands with her mouth. "I h-hope th-there's more for my f-friends…"
Kiran was confused by what she meant. 'There's no way that Loki would be able to sneak in more of Múspell's army! I can't see any way she could convince someone else to join in eithe-' His thoughts were cut abruptly when the Sakura copy suddenly shifted to a new form. Kiran recognized this person instantly, as they had been to his door prior. The short light blue hair covering the white slim band on their forehead was a dead giveaway.
"Heya, Chief. Sorry I had to ditch. But Sakura's orders, Y'know?" She got up and made her way to the foot of Kiran's bed. "Luckily for us, Sakura had to leave so it's just us for now." 'Shanna' laid herself over the summoner's crotch, her face directly in front of his member slowly coming back to it's 'peak'. Kiran started to sweat as she continued her seemingly endless chatter. "You can trust me to take care of this big guy right here!" She winked at him and put her finger on his dick, now at it's prime. "It shouldn't be too difficult. Can't be any that much different than taking care of a pegasus." She licked her lips as she wrapped one of her hands around the base of Kiran's erection. "I should shut up now." The fake Shanna gave a sinister grin. "And I think I know just how to…"
'Shanna' opened her mouth and put Kiran's shaft inside. The feeling of his penis being enveloped inside of 'Shanna's' mouth made him gasp the feeling. The pleasure of her warm breath on his dick and her tongue being felt under his shaft made his mind go numb. 'This feels absolutely amazing…' was the only thought that went through Kiran's mind. He thought it couldn't feel any better, until she started moving her head.
The Imposter moved her head up and down, causing Kiran to jolt from the movement. His breath became quick and unsteady from 'Shanna's' technique on his dick. She not only raised and lowered her head, but used her tongue on his shaft, swirling it around in her mouth with great enthusiasm. She kept thrusting her head as far as she could, managing to get his entire penis into her mouth. She kept her momentum, going faster, like she was hungry for it. Kiran made a grunting, signifying to 'Shanna' that he was close to release. She shoved all she could of his girth down her throat, preparing for his ejaculation. Kiran let out a big puff of air when he felt his entire member being engulfed in the phony Shanna's throat, causing his dick to discharge shots of sperm down her throat. 'Shanna's' eyes widened from the load being dumped down her throat into her belly. She struggled to down all that was shot down her throat, but managed to down it.
The fake Shanna took Kiran's flaccid penis out of her mouth and tried to clear her throat of any of the summoner's stray stragglers caught in her throat. After a small coughing fit, 'Shanna' began to speak. "*cough* that was quite a snack you gave me Chief. I'd love to have more, but I gotta fly. Don't worry, I got your favorite princess to take care of you while I'm gone!" With a wink, 'Shanna' disappeared. The person in her place made Kiran's eyes widen. If he could move, his jaw would have dropped to the floor. The short, blonde hair with tinges of blue at the end. The triple pointed crown on the head. The blue triangle earrings. 'Fjorm…!'
Kiran felt like he was in a daze. 'How did she know?! Was my crush that obvious!? I-how-WHAT!?' His face was burning red. He knew it wasn't really Fjorm, but the idea that he was stuck naked and on display for his crush to see was embarrassing. Seeing the summoner squirm from who she became gave 'Fjorm' great satisfaction that she couldn't help but grin wickedly. When the amusement ceased, her face melted into a more genuine and kind hearted smile. "Kiran" she began, making Kiran close his eyes, trying to avoid eyesight with the nefarious duplicate. 'It's not Fjorm' He kept telling himself, but to no avail. Everything about her seemed so real, he couldn't help his reaction.
"I heard from Sakura and Shanna that you have a cold." 'Fjorm' started to crawl onto the bed until her face was in front of Kiran's. She leaned in to whisper in his ear "And I think I know a way to warm you up…" Kiran felt her hand against his cheek before feeling a pair of lips connect with his, causing his eyes to shoot open. 'F-Fjorm is… kissing me!' Kiran's mind blanked realizing that he was making out with the girl of his dreams. He didn't care if this wasn't really Fjorm, It felt real to him and he couldn't help but indulge.
Kiran did his best to move closer to 'Fjorm', but to no success. Realizing what he wanted, the Fjorm mimic lowered her hips closer to Kiran's erect member. 'Fjorm' kept kissing Kiran, getting more and more into each time she connected her lips with his. Each of her pecks on his face became more sloppy and intense, with her tongue getting more involved with each kiss until her tongue was borderline wrestling with his. As their tongues battled in Kiran's mouth, 'Fjorm's' light moans could be heard escaping her lips. It was clear from her actions that she hadn't had any real action is a long time, and the deprive from it had only made her more impatient for it.
Her hips stopped lowering when her wet pussy was touching the tip of his cock. She stopped her smooching onslaught to get her head closer to Kiran's ear. "I think it's time I repay you for saving me in the snow…" She whispered, before slamming the entire thing into her soaking entrance. Both parties were not expecting how intense the feeling of pleasure would be, causing the pair to cry out simultaneously, though no noise came out of the summoner's restrained throat. The shock of Kiran's entire member being inside of her caused a momentary lapse, making 'Fjorm' revert back into her more mature, voluptuous self before adjusting her form back to Nifl's Ice Princess.
The imposter's face contorted to one of pure bliss, her eyes rolled behind her half closed eyelids while a devious smile formed across her face. 'Fjorm' took a moment to catch her breath before uttering "That was…Better than I expected…" to the immobile summoner in short pants. 'Fjorm' bit her bottom lip before whispering "…And we're just getting started…" and slowly started to raise her hips, making Kiran feel euphoric. As good as 'Sakura's' handjob and 'Shanna's' blowjob was, nothing could compare to the pleasure he felt now, and it was only a taste of what's to come.
The fake Nifl Princess sluggish hip movements started to pick up gradually, causing moans to escape from her mouth. Remembering where she was, she knew loud noises were a bad idea, so she covered her mouth with one of her hands, but the muffled cries of pleasure could still be heard. With each thrust done, Kiran could feel the insides of the deceiving Ice Princess twitch from the pleasure.
'Fjorm's' moans started to mix in with the pants escaping her mouth. She didn't want to admit it to him, but Kiran's cock was the best she ever had. It may not have been to biggest she's seen, but it worked so perfectly for her that she couldn't help but beg for more. She wanted him, and her hunger for him had no signs of stopping anytime soon.
'Fjorm's' momentum continued to hasten. The walls of her pussy started to clamp down tighter onto the Summoner's member, making his eyes widen from the surprise and pleasure of it. Despite her current pace being as fast as she could go under her current circumstances, she wanted to go faster. The only way to do that was to throw caution out the window, take her hand off her mouth and get as close as she could to the summoner's still body. As soon as the thought crossed her mind, she complied in a heartbeat. At this point, she didn't care if she was caught, she wanted it. She took her hand off of her mouth, her screams of pure bliss being able to be heard. She got her body lower so that her eyes met with Kiran's. Their eyes connected, allowing the other to see the love for the other in their eyes, as well as how close each other was. Between pants and moans, the only words that could be distinguished from 'Fjorm' were screamed at Kiran. "G-GIVE IT TO ME! RELEASE IT ALL INSIDE OF ME!" as if on command, Kiran shot all he had inside of her womb, twitching with each shot released. 'Fjorm's' inner walls clamped down onto Kiran's member. The pleasure that ran through her body was so intense that she couldn't hold her form and voice, reverting back to being Loki. She slumped over onto the summoner's body, both breathing heavily and on the verge of exhaustion.
Kiran awoke with a nudge to the shoulder. "Wake up, slowpoke!" groggily, Kiran got up and rubbed his eyes to get the sleep out. He felt much better than he did when he passed out, as he could move around with more freedom. When he opened his eyes, he saw Fjorm standing beside his bed, as well as Ylgr and Hríd standing at the ajar door. Fjorm continued to inform him on what she knew. "We heard you were sick, so me and Hríd came to check in on you. We were surprised to see Ylgr helping make you better!" Kiran glanced over to Ylgr, who gave a weak smile in return. "We are glad to see you better, and we hope you make a full recovery!" She said before walking out the door. As soon as she was about to make her exit with Hríd and Ylgr, Kiran's eyes shot open when he recalled an important detail. 'I forgot that Ylgr is Loki! I need to tell them!' Kiran went to speak, but his throat still felt locked up. He got out of bed to try and warn Fjorm and Hríd. Before he could he glanced at Ylgr, who had a devilish smirk across her face. With Hríd and Fjorm's backs turned, they didn't see the staff in Ylgr's hands go off, making Kiran suddenly feel like he was wading through water. His movement felt sluggish, but not heavy like gravity was. "You guys go ahead, I'll make sure Kiran gets better." Ylgr said to them, walking into Kiran's dorm and closing the door behind her.
"Don't bother trying to call for help, your voice is stuck like that until I say so." Ylgr said to Kiran. "Plus," she continued as she reverted back to her voluptuous self. "I'm not letting you leave until I'm satisfied." She pushed the sluggish summoner back onto his bed. "And if you can please me…" Loki started in a sultry voice before shapeshifting her body into various female heroes, then reverting back to her regular form. "…I'll please you as well…"
NOTES:
Here's my first attempt at writing outside of school. I worked on this on and off for about a week. Let me know what you all think. Leave your criticism and suggestions for pairings in the comments.