As requested, another chapter. For now, I won't be writing actual "lemon" scenes I guess. But when it gets kinky it's funny to me. I don't own anything related to Nintendo and Fire emblem and stuff.
"I'm sorry Ike, but I like someone else now." Mia said.
"Aw, Mia. It's okay. Let's just be friends now I guess..." Ike mumbled.
Mia walked away quietly and began her search for the "someone else".
"Lethe! I'm single now!" Ike yelled.
Lethe shot out of nowhere, tackled Ike to the floor, and dragged him away to her tent. Ike smiled and closed his eyes in anticipation of what was to come.
Rhys was busy practicing his healing skills on a wounded Kieran, who had "trained intensively to best his cowardly and squinty-eyed rival." How Kieran managed to have a bloody nose, numerous cuts on his forearms, and several dark bruises on his body by training alone was unknown to Rhys.
"Please, Kieran, try to take better care of yourself or you'll die during training..." Rhys said.
"Nonsense! I, Kieran, sub-commander of the Crimean Royal Knights, in the Fifth Platoon, will never back down! Even in training! Let me go, Rhys! I must train more to best my eternal rival, Oscar!"
"Oh, allright. Let me heal your wounds first." Rhys said.
Rhys raised his heal staff, and a soft blue light emanated from the staff's bulb. Kieran's bruises vanished, while the skin over his cuts stitched back together. Rhys then finished the job by wiping the blood off of Kieran's face. Kieran ran out of the tent, already brandishing his training axe and loudly yelling about his position in the Crimean Royal Knights. After Kieran left, Rhys packed his healing equipment and walked towards his tent.
Mia peeked in through the tent's door flap to check if anyone was in there. Thankfully, no one was in there. She looked around to see if anyone was watching her, then she slipped into the tent. She ducked down behind a barrel full of healing staves and waited for her "prey".
Rhys casually strode into his tent and set down his things into a nearby barrel, not noticing a hint of purple that flashed from behind the staves. He jumped onto his cot and lay down. Rhys stared at the tent's ceiling and relaxed. Then suddenly, Mia's face loomed over his face. The priest let out a soft gasp and tried to sit up, only to be pinned down my Mia.
"Mia! What are you doing in my tent?" Rhys asked, blushing furiously.
"I have something to tell you, Rhys. I have to hold you down because you always seem to run away from me." Mia said.
"Go ahead, Mia." Rhys said.
"Rhys... I like you. That way, if you get my drift." Mia whispered.
"... Me too, Mia." Rhys said, smiling. "Now can you get off of me?"
"Sorry, no can do." Mia said.
Before poor Rhys could ask why, Mia said the answer.
Mia leaned into his ear and whispered, "Let's have rough, hard, sex. Now."
"E-excuse me? Mia, I hardly think this is appropriate for this time- Ah!"
Mia started taking off the priest's robes, who was too weak to struggle against her strong muscles. As Rhys struggled, Mia was quickly disposing off the priest's pants, leaving him in his underwear. Mia held Rhys's arms against the bed and bent down to kiss him. Rhys's eyes opened in shock at the feeling of Mia's tongue exploring his mouth and licking everything in there. He moaned into the kiss and his back involuntarily arched upwards, seeking for more of Mia's touch. As Mia broke the kiss, she rubbed Rhys's growing erection.
"Oh my, Rhys. I can't believe you decided to become a priest with something like this." Mia chuckled.
"I'm too weak to be anything other than a priest, Mia. I thought you knew." Rhys said.
"Alright then, just relax, Rhys. It's not like you can escape anyways if you wanted to." Mia said.
Rhys fell back onto the cot and lifted his hips so his underwear could be taken off and tossed aside. Mia flipped back her hair and she began to lick Rhys's erection and tease him with her fingers. Rhys gasped and grasped at whatever he could, mainly the bedsheets beneath them. It wasn't long before the virgin priest came and lost most of his energy.
"We can continue this later, Rhys. I'll find you somewhere." Mia whispered.
Rhys got dressed and said goodbye to Mia, who promptly left the tent.