I don't imagine that you were expecting another chapter of this story. Truth is I just update it whenever the inspiration hits me. I'm not sure how many of you are still actively waiting for it, either. I want start by saying one important thing. Thank you. Thank you from the bottom of my heart to all of the people who support my Fire Emblem stories.

I'm also very happy to announce that I've started my first full sized FE project, too. It's called Promise, and is based around Fates. Why not take a look? I'd be happy to hear your thoughts, and you might enjoy it. Now then, let's begin.


Our Little Secret – Part III

"Looks like we can finally have some time to ourselves again. The rest of camp are fast asleep for the night, it seems." Words that Severa held close to heart as she snuggled against the man she loved.

Countless weeks flew by as the battles against Valm raged onward. The terrible skirmishes rocked Robin's heart more with every passing day. Nothing seemed to be able to stop Walhart's mighty attacks on the armies of Ylisse. Alas, with so much swimming around inside his thoughts, times like these were the only comfort he felt entitled to.

He gazed into Severa's wonderful eyes, bringing her closer as he pooled with sincerity. Was it wrong to hope that moments like these could last forever? "Would it be so bold of me to ask for a kiss, milady?"

"Hmph," Severa scoffed – her lips twisting into something of a faint smile. At least he had the good manners to ask. In her time, men and women alike were threatened by the ever-looming threat of destruction. Life was fast and fleeting – and love unfortunately matched the same macabre tune.

"Go ahead," she nodded in gentle approval, "Until the sun rises I'm all yours, Master Tactician… but please… don't be too rough. I hate it when my lips get sore…."

The softness and warmth of a lovers embrace worked wonders to calm a wounded soul. Robin basked in Severa's body heart as he held her – leaning in close to place a gentle peck. Their mutual hold tightened just the slightest bit, Silver making the first move to heighten the passionate dance of their kisses.

Innocent silence shattered – Severa felt overwhelmed with every amazing little flutter of the red organ inside her chest. To know a love like this, so strong and passionate, and yet so gentle, she couldn't have asked for anything more. She pushed forward, drinking up every drop of this beautiful moment that she could.

Alas, shielded from the truth of their painful hearts by the call of mutual comfort, two young lovers enjoyed their moment of solace in a world too cruel. Their shadows flickered and swirled, painted most exquisitely against the tent - alive with the illumination of an orange candle glow.

A gentle smacking sound permiated the air as two sets of membranes entwined, tasted, and then separated in most longing, heartfelt desire. Robin felt himself slowly becoming overpowered by the sheer intensity of the moment, loving every second he could spend with his most subline lady.

"You mean the whole world to me, Severa. When we march into battle tomorrow I'll fight with every ounce of my strength to ensure you're kept safe." The tactician watched as his young flame inched back in response to his words – flicking back her pigtails with a delicate pink flush across her porcelain cheeks.

"I know you will, dummy," she bit back with a playful frown, "….I'll do the same for you too, Robin. No matter what it takes me… I won't let a single one of Walhart's men hurt you. After all… you already bare such a heavy burden as tactician for Chrom's army."

Indeed, the things Severa said were true to the core. Robin quaked – his emotions swirling in reflection of the harsh truth. Every time he stepped into battle, his orders held the power to effect lives. True, Prince Chrom was an excellent warrior, but a man of tactics he unfortunately was not.

Yet one thing stood true above all else for Robin – his title as the Silver Warrior of Ylisse. He didn't just protect people with his tactics and his strategy. No, far from it. With his blade of shimmering power, he stepped forth and entered the fray - fighting in the name of the woman he loved.

Severa – she was his all, his little world of peace and solitude. Despite her harsh nature toward others, he'd come to see a side to her so soft and gentle that it paled in comparison. It was true what they said, after all. Some of the women with the harshest of emotional armor bore a heart as fragile as glass underneath.

"All of the weight I carry seems to float away when I'm with you, Severa." Robin smiled with the power of morning sunshine, closing their gap once again as to place a kiss upon her forehead. "The warriors of old once said in my books that beside every man there stands a powerful woman. I suppose that makes you mine, now doesn't it?"

"You're damn right it does." The beautiful brown-haired girl chuckled, slinking her long, slender arms around Robin's shoulders. "I'll fight against any warrior, any Risen… any king... to stay by your side. Now… any other woman that takes an eye to you… that's a different story."

"Oh?" Robin raised a brown in nervous questioning. "Do tell, milady. I can only imagine what horrors you would unleash upon a poor unfortunate girl of this camp if she tried to win my affections."

"I've seen the way some of them look at you from the corner of my eye." Severa gave a low, bitter giggle of reflection. She'd known for a very long time just how much competition she'd had when it came to winning Robin's heart. Combine that with the fact that their love was so secret in nature, and things became all the more difficult.

"Right now," Severa knitted her fingers together with a dark twist of the lips, "There are two girls in this army that have their eyes upon you. One of them is Cynthia… and do you know who the other might be?"

"Cynthia?" Robin fought hard to suppress a hearty laugh. It was late in the evening and such noise would only bring unwanted attention. "Surely you're playing a joke on me, Severa. I somehow cannot imagine one of Chrom's daughters taking a fancy to me."

"Then you'd be a total idiot," Severa answered, leaning forward to kiss Robin on the forehead. "An even bigger… more lovable idiot than I thought you were. Turns out… the other girl that has an interest in you is Lady Lucina."

Such a revelation – it was so weighty that Robin couldn't stop his eyes from widening just the slightest bit. "Now I know you're playing games with me. Lucina is a warrior through and through…. Do you really think a girl such as her would have the time to pursue her affections… Not only that… but I'm four years her elder."

"Ohh, Robin. My foolish swordsman," Severa gave him a playful bop on the head. Despite everything he'd gone through he still held a fragile kindness about him. "You're forgetting something very important. I'm five years younger than you… and it didn't stop you from winning my heart, now did it?"

"You… have a very good point there, actually." There was no way the tactician could argue against such sound logic. In fact, the best he could do at this point was speak unrestrained from the heart.

"Yet you're also forgetting one very important thing," he began with eyes honed lovingly, "Even if you're right, and they do have eyes upon me… their attempts would be in vain. For, you see, Miss Severa… yearnings are for one woman alone."

It was time to bring the point home. Silver crept closer – their lips now inches apart as he spoke. "It would be fruitless for them to try… because my eyes or on you, and you alone… my lady."

"It better stay that way, too." Severa softened her playful hostility. She couldn't resist those eyes of his. Something about them made her feel as though she floated on clouds. "…Because you've made me some very deep promises, Robin. If you want to keep a lady as amazing as me then you better not break them."

"I wouldn't dream of it, Severa." Robin leaned in to claim the lips of his love. However, he found himself denied, as she slinked forward, placing a finger upon them.

"I have," Severa blushed innocently, "There's something I want you to see. I think it's time. After all… we've been together like this for so many long months."

Alive with heat and passion, she shuffled back across the edge of the bed. Her delicate fingers crept upward, stopping at the seams of her rather masculine nightclothes. In a single tug, she pried the simple black vest across her chest away, to reveal her delicate womanly assets.

Robin thundered, his heartbeat quickening to a pace of blissful madness. His eyes fixated upon the most exquisitely beautiful sight. Severa sat there – legs folded nervously, her small chest tightly squeezed into a simple fabric bust. Everything about her was so perfectly in proportion, from the thin elegance of her waist to the petite, budding curves of her hips.

Severa couldn't take having the submissive role any longer. It was too far detached from her usual character to sit rightly. Nodding to herself, she began to crawl across the bed with focused eyes. "….I want to know what it feels like. I've never experienced the sensation of a man's hands against my bare skin before."

With a light tug at the bands holding them in place, Severa's pigtails were no more. Instead, an amazingly long and beautiful swath of chocolate colored hair cascaded down her back with almost regal radiance. Everything was ready at last. She stopped – sprawling in Robin's lap with a giggle.

"What's wrong? She asked her question with heartfelt intensity. "You're looking nervous."

"It's just that," Robin paused, "We've been at war for so long that I've never really known love before. Are you sure this is alright with you, Severa."

"Idiot," she barked, reaching out to grip one of his hands by the wrist. "If I had a problem then I would't let you do this in the first place."

Taking the lead, Severa guided Robin's hand, placing it upon her exposed tummy. He seemed too nervous to move, so she decided to do it for him, moving his fingers across her delicate skin in soft circular motions.

She rasped – overpowered by tender sensation. Like sparks of electricity, they tingled, bringing everything to an amazing plateau of enjoyment.

Robin finally nodded. Her approval was important, and now that he had it, there was no reason to hold back his loving intent any longer. "Alright," he leaned downward, placing both of his palms upon Severa's stomach, "Just close your eyes and relax, okay? This is something I've never done before… but I'll try my very best."

"You better," she chuckled in response, "Oh, and… one more thing… please? It's important."

A thoughtful nod from the tactitian as his hands began their movements. "Anything for you. What is it, Severa?"

"My chest," she sighed blissfully under the amazing cascade of passionate emotion that coursed through her body right now. "Don't touch my chest… okay? My breasts I mean…. I want to take things steadily."

"Of course. You have my word." Robin slinked his fingers across the smoothness of Severa's snowy skin, trailing each of his fingertips in elongated patterns in an attempt to deepen the enjoyment of his lover. "We'll only go as quickly as you want. I'm in no rush…. All that matters is that I can spend my time with you like this. You bring peace to my heart."

"Robin," she gasped, her hips jerking slightly as a whine of enjoyment slipped free. "Kiss my tummy… I want you to more than anything."

A request that the tactician could not deny. Following his instructions, he slipped downward, his feet resting against the feathery cushions as he moved lower to accommodate their difference in height. Once there, he stopped for a moment, finally pressing his saliva-moistened lips just below Severa's belly button. There he held them for many a moment, taking extra care to imprint his sensation upon her. It was important to him that Severa felt happy, important that she had lasting memories of love she'd never forget.

A powerful yelp of enjoyment slipped free from the young lady – her hips bucking once again in approval to Robin's loving advances. "Keep on going," she demanded between short gasps, "You make me feel so special... and please... blow out the candles. I don't want any prying eyes to see…."

With his new instrructions received, Robin eased back for the moment. Spinning to the side, he leaned toward the candle – giving it a soft puff to extinguish the flames. Darkness swept across the room, but it only served to make his desires swell even more.

"Your every wish is my command, Severa."

To be continued?


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