Rhajat had known from a young age that her soul belonged to Corrin and that Corrin's must belong to her. When she'd left her deeprealm and joined her beloved's army, she'd been surprised that Corrin didn't seem to know this and that others seemed to be trying to claim her heart, mind and soul. While those others had interest in Corrin, it seemed, to Rhajat, that the only one that Corrin seemed interested in was Felicia, judging by the time, effort and kindness she gave the girl. During her stalking of her love, she'd realised that, while Corrin no doubt loved Felicia, it was more akin to maternal love rather than romantic or physical.

As she grew to respect and truly love Corrin, to the point of giving her up so she could be happy with another, her love had confessed her own adoration which was swiftly followed by their marriage and Corrin confessing her desire to be a mother. She talked of adopting but mentioned she would have liked to carry their child, joking that, while her wife could grant her more pleasure than she had dreamed possible, she couldn't make that dream come true. This was true, Rhajat alone could not, but now, of course, she wasn't just Rhajat, she was Tharja too. She had lived an entire life, dabbling in all schools of magic and was, by a considerable distance, the most experienced mage in the army.

She had spent a great deal of time looking through her knowledge of magic from two realms and found a solution to the problem of two women trying to conceive. Corrin had initially laughed at her solution before realising she could actually do it. It was a complicated spell, requiring some difficult to acquire ingredients, and would leave her extremely drained afterwards but, to see her wife with the child she desires, it would be worth it. Her only reservation regarding this path forward was her own suitability to be a mother again, she'd failed completely with both her Noires and feared she would be the same again. Corrin assured her she would make a good mother.

Some weeks after devising the ritual, she had managed to acquire the final ingredient from Midori. It was timely as Corrin had been keeping track of her cycle, knowing they need to do this at the optimal time to avoid wasting rare ingredients, and that time was two days away. It also fitted well into the army's movements as they would have returned to Fort Corrin meaning they would have more privacy in the stone castle instead of cloth tents.

As night fell, Felicia and Jakob were dismissed for the evening allowing Rhajat to begin drawing runes on the floor. She mixed the ingredients into a paste, chanting the spell as she did so with Corrin watching, wishing she could be helpful. With everything else done, the two undressed before Rhajat knelt in the middle of the runes. As she spoke the last spell required, she applied the paste liberally to her vagina. As she finished the spell, an expected but still unpleasant burning sensation spread through her loins as her flesh began to reshape itself.

Watching on, Corrin was equal parts worried and amazed as her wife's beautiful pussy swelled out, reshaping into a penis and testicles. The penis kept swelling several inches more than she expected and when it stopped she looked up at her wife in shock.

"You doubted me?" she asked.

"No, never. I didn't expect it to be so big."

"Well, I wasn't going to put myself through this without giving my wife the best I can. Big, but not so big it's uncomfortable for you."

Corrin reached out and grasped the ten inch long, inch and half diameter shaft. "It's so warm," she said as it twitched at her touch.

"I can feel you," confirmed Rhajat. The spell had worked, it should be fully functioning.

"Can you feel this?" asked Corrin bending down and kissing the head.

"Yes," came the very curt response as Rhajat felt a burst of pleasure.

Corrin, having read about how these encounters often go, lifted her wife's new member and ran her tongue from the base of the shaft to the tip before taking as much as she could in her mouth and sucking. Her wife certainly seemed to like it so began stroking the shaft too.

"Stop," demanded Rhajat, pulling her wife off her cock. "We can't risk wasting a drop."

"Were you going to cum already?" asked Corrin, standing up and offering her hand to her wife.

"Of course not," protested Rhajat as she let herself be pulled up and guided to the bed, "as I've never had a cock before, I've no idea what the limit for orgasm is and we really cannot waste a drop." Before her wife made to get on the bed, she pulled her close, wrapping her arms around her, an unusual warmth pressed between their stomachs. "Do you truly want this?" she asked.

"Yes," said Corrin softly, kissing her wife on the lips. As Rhajat released her, she sat on the edge of the bed and pushed herself backwards to lie down, legs spread. "Give me a baby," she said, noticing her wife's cock twitch.

Rhajat climbed on and then up over her wife to kiss her, the warm length again trapped between them. While there was only anecdotal evidence suggesting increased arousal leads to more reliable impregnation, more arousal was never a bad thing. They lay there, lip upon lip, tongues dancing and hands roaming for several minutes, before a sexual groan from Corrin prompted Rhajat to break their kiss and put several inches between their lips. "I am yours," she said softly.

"As I am yours," whispered Corrin, pulling her wife down for another brief kiss. "But now I need you inside me. Fuck me with your big cock," she added, laughing at how strange it was to say to her wife.

"As you command, my Queen." She sat up and shuffled back a little, to position her length in front of her wife's dripping pussy. Guiding her shaft so the head was pressed against the velvet lips, she looked her wife in the eye to ensure she was still alright with it, then, without breaking eye contact, she pushed in. She hadn't expected her wife to feel so warm or so tight, with half her length swallowed, she pulled back out and began gently riding her wife.

It was like nothing Corrin had felt before, she had experienced fingers tongues and toys but the pulsing warmth felt so good. She propped herself up on her elbows to watch and realised she had taken only half of her wife's length. "No need to be gentle," she purred, "I won't break."

Rhajat repositioned herself a little and pushed harder with her next thrust until her entire length disappeared into her wife, causing her head to roll back and long groan of satisfaction. While she didn't know what sensations would signify her orgasm was close, she knew it wouldn't take long, her wife felt so good, her pussy seemingly trying to milk her.

As Corrin lay back so she could toy with her own chest, she groaned which cause a brief pulse of pleasure through her wife and a tightening sensation in her temporary appendage as she came with a few more spurts of that pressure, magically created seed was deposited.

"Was that it?" asked Corrin, feeling the changing warmth inside her.

"My apologies, I barely-"

"Shush, my love. You don't have to make excuses for finishing so quickly, that's the entire point of this."

"I know but I still want you to enjoy yourself."

"Well," began Corrin, rotating her hips, "you still feel hard so I'm sure there's more to come." The menacing smile from her wife seemed to promising. The flash of light that followed as Rhajat used Replicate proved her right, standing next to the bed was a perfect copy of her wife, complete with the temporary member. "I like where this is going," she said, gently rocking on her wife's twitching cock as the replica went to their toy drawer and took out the lube to apply to itself. Replicas look and feel perfect but they don't have any bodily functions, such as producing pre-cum as natural lubricant.

As all sensations are shared between original and replica, Rhajat could feel the sensation of her hand stroking her shaft to apply the slightly cool lube. As she had her replica prepare itself, she lay atop her wife to kiss her and, keeping all connections between them, rolled the two of them over so Corrin was on top. She stroked up her wife's arm, down her back to end with her middle and index finger positioned over her wife's ass. She'd learned a useful spell for her role as a healer which could relax the muscles of the injured but it also had its uses in the bedroom.

Corrin felt the warmth from her wife's fingers followed by the relaxing effect causing her anus to loosed, ready for the replica that climbed onto the bed behind her. "You do know how to spoil a woman," she said to her wife before standing up on all fours to look over her shoulder as she felt the pressure at her ass. As the replica's cock slipped in, she pushed back on, feeling the same, realistic warmth that was still filling her pussy.

Rhajat, feeling double the sensation of tightness and warmth, grunted as the length of her shafts were now both sheathed in her wife. She wouldn't last long, this felt too good. "You feel amazing," she said, with notable tension in her voice, as she began to fuck her wife.

"So do you," gasped Corrin as both cocks started fucking her in sync, the sensation of fullness, that her body belonged to her wife driving her arousal even higher.

Both were feeling double the pleasure and, soon, both were moaning regularly with Rhajat worried she was going to finish before she could finish her plan. As her wife head dropped and a drawn out moan showing she was getting close, Rhajat had her replica grab her shoulders and pull her wife upright, off of the real cock, and wrapped its arms around her chest to hold her. She stood up on her knees before her wife, who was clearly looking forward to whatever planned by the lusty smile on her face, and slowly pushed into her wife's dripping pussy to another long moan.

With her wife impaled and trapped between the two versions of herself, Rhajat kissed her sweetly on the lips before grabbing her ass and lifted her, with the replica helping, until only a few inches of their cocks were still within her.

Corrin wrapped her legs around her wife's waist, meaning she was now suspended, helplessly, between them. "Make me scream," she demanded.

As her wife and her replica dropped her to impale her, her head jolted back on the replica's shoulder as the asked for scream came forth. Her captors repeated this process, growing quicker with every iteration, until Corrin's screams became breathless grunts as her orgasm loomed closer. She muster her last clear thoughts to look her wife in the eyes, "cum with me," she begged as her eyes closed involuntarily and she held onto her wife, seeking ever more pleasure from her warmth and her scent as she came.

Rhajat, who had been holding back already, came instantly, hopefully doubling their chances of conceiving. The orgasm was over as quickly as the first while her wife was still clinging to her, pleasure coursing through her. Though she could feel a strain developing in her joints, she kept up the pace to push her wife her on.

As Corrin came down and started gasping to regain some breath, Rhajat pulled out and lay down, her joints now become truly sore, and had her replica lay her wife on top of her before dispelling it.

"That was amazing," said Corrin pushing herself up to sit straddling her wife. She reached back to find her wife was still hard so slipped it back into herself and began riding.

Rhajat was now really feeling the spell's cost but the sight of her wife riding her, her boobs bouncing, her lustful smile and mesmerising eyes was a bewitching sight she could only stare at in awe. As Corrin threw her head back, her silver mane drawing Rhajat's eyes before they were pulled back by her wife toying with her own nipples. She could not conceive of any way to make her wife more beautiful or sexier than to see her like this, so free of worry, just full of pleasure, lost in the moment. At that thought of love, she came for third time.

Corrin could hear the pain mixed in her wife's orgasmic groan so stopped riding her and gently caressed her torso. "Are you alright, my love?"

"Just a little sore from the unfamiliar movements," lied Rhajat. "I'm sorry to ask but, could we stop?"

"Of course," agreed Corrin instantly. She lifted herself of her wife's cock and lay down alongside her, an arm across her wife' chest, gently toying with her nipple. "That was truly wonderful," she whispered.

"I'm glad," said Rhajat, hoping she was hiding how much the spell had taken from her.

Corrin could sense her wife's exhaustion and, knowing she'd said the spell would leave her like this, kissed her on the cheek and snuggled into her to let her recover, dozing off with comforting warmth of her wife adding to her own post-orgasmic glow.

As Rhajat became aware of the darkness surrounding her, she could feel an unseen pain waiting to pounce. She remained completely still to avoid it but it still seemed to be affecting her mind, her thoughts were slow and fuzzy. As they began to clear she could hear someone nearby and, with an effort, she opened her eyes. Even doing that hurt.

"She's awake!" shouted Corrin. "Are you alright?" she asked kneeling by the bed and taking her hand. Rhajat felt a searing pain scream through her hand and mind and couldn't contain the cry. Corrin dropping it again, knowing her wife's pain tolerance was immense and, if she was feeling pain enough to make her yelp, it must be severe.

"I'm fine, just a little sore," lied Rhajat. Even moving her jaw to talk hurt.

"I was so worried," said Corrin on the verge of tears and desperate to hold her wife but afraid of hurting her. The slight hoarseness in her voice told Rhajat she had already been crying and, if her eyes could focus, she would see Corrin's eyes were red.

"What's wrong?" asked Rhajat as she tried to lift an arm to comfort her beloved but couldn't.

"You nearly died," said Corrin as the tears started to fall once more, "I woke up and you were cold and pale, you were barely breathing." As she spoke the terror she had felt began to creep back in and she began to slip towards hysterics. "I tried my staff but I couldn't do anything so I ran for help and got Felicia and Sakura and they could barely keep you alive. You nearly died three times last night!" she wailed, tears flowing freely now.

Rhajat was on the verge of tears herself seeing her wife descending into crying hysterics. It was then she realised the fuzzy shape behind Corrin was her mother. "Thank you, mother."

"I'm so glad you're safe," said Sakura, who seemed to be holding up better than Corrin.

Composing herself, Corrin wiped her tears away and gently stroked her beloved's arm. "Did the spell go wrong?" she asked.

"This was a possible outcome," said Rhajat factually.

"You knew you could die?" said Corrin aghast. "Why would you do it? Why wouldn't you tell me?"

"Stop," demanded Rhajat seeing her wife becoming upset again. "It was a possible outcome but it didn't happen. There is no reason to be upset."

At the realisation her wife was still who she had always been, Corrin was able to calm down. "But why didn't you tell me?"

"You wanted a child," said Rhajat as the only explanation required.

"I want a child, yes, but I need you," said Corrin softly as she leaned in to kiss her wife very gently on the lips.

Sakura, almost in tears from the tenderness her sister and daughter shared, suddenly realised what was said. "Am I going to be a grandmother?"

"Hopefully," said Corrin with a voice full of joy, despite the damp cheeks.

"Please don't leave the child in a deeprealm to long," she said eyeing her daughter who was older than her due to that problem.

"We won't," promised Corrin before turning back to Rhajat. "Is there anything we can do for you?"

"The pain will likely last for days. Could you get Ophelia for me? She knows a sleep spell that will spare me the worst of it."

"I'll get her," said Sakura feeling her daughter wanted to be along with Corrin.

Rhajat waited for her mother to leave before turning her head to Corrin. "Please don't leave me," she begged with more emotion in her voice than Corrin had ever heard. She was scared.

"Never," said Corrin softly with a reassuring smile, "I'll be beside you until we die of old age."

"And beyond that," added Rhajat with her unnerving smile.

Corrin couldn't help laughing with delight that her wife was unchanged. "You'll be please to know everything looks normal again."

"Good, I'd hate to have that thing there for the rest of my life."

"Shame we can't do it again really, it was pretty fun."

"You came once to my three," pointed our Rhajat, "I prefer things the way we are."

"So do I," said Corrin gazing lovingly at her wife, "you're perfect as you are."

"As are you, my love." The pain from her jaw was now getting too much. "I must rest."

"I'll be here when you wake up."

Corrin pulled a chair over to the bed and watched her beloved's breathing in case it slowed too much. It was a few minutes later that Sakura returned with Ophelia to find Rhajat was already sound asleep.

"I thought the spell might have been done remotely," said Corrin softly as they entered.

"No, but I can still cast it to keep her asleep for a day."

Corrin and Sakura watched as Ophelia stood at the end of the bed and performed some flamboyant hand gestures and muttered few words to herself.

"There," said Ophelia turning to the two, "that will keep her asleep for a day. Sakura said it was spell that went wrong."

"Apparently this was likely," said Corrin, "and the nature of the spell is private."

"Fair enough," said Ophelia understanding but still curious about her magic rival's problems. "Let me know when she wakes." With a small bow to the two conscious princesses, she left.

Corrin and Sakura moved over to the bed, both watching Rhajat's chest rising and falling to make sure she was still breathing.

"I'm really going to be a grandmother?" asked Sakura.

"If we conceived last night, yes. Sorry for not telling you but we didn't know if the spell would work."

"That's alright, I didn't tell you about conceiving her." As they watched, she couldn't restrain her curiosity any longer. "How does the spell give you a baby?"

"Well, it, um," Corrin was unsure about sharing the details with her little sister but she was a mother, she knows what happens. "The spell itself doesn't give me baby, it merely gave Rhajat… the, um, the 'means' of giving me one."

There was a moment's pause before Sakura realised exactly what happened. "Please don't tell me anymore."

"I wasn't going to," laughed Corrin at her sister's embarrassment. "I hope I do get pregnant after all I've put her through. I won't let her do it again." She could see the relief on Sakura's face knowing this won't happen again. "You should get some sleep, we both should."

"Will you be alright?" asked Sakura.

"I'll stay with her until she wakes. Just, keep your rod nearby."

"She'll be fine," said Sakura placing a hand on her sister's arm to reassure her. "She'll always come back to you."

"Thank you, sister."

After Sakura left, Corrin got a spare blanket from the cupboard and settled down in her chair to her vigil. She would much rather have been in bed beside her wife but she was too afraid of hurting her.

The next thing Rhajat knew, she was waking up to the sound of Corrin and Felicia talking. She moved her arm cautiously and found that it still hurt but the searing pain was gone. Testing her other joints, she pushed herself up.

"No-no-no, lie down," demanded Corrin spotting her wife.

"I'm fine," protested Rhajat as she was pushed back down.

"Oh thank goodness," exclaimed Felicia, "I'm so glad you're OK."

"She's not though, are you?"

"I'm still sore," confessed Rhajat, "but it's a manageable pain now."

"And you'll manage it by staying in bed for a while yet," stated Corrin.

"As you wish," said Rhajat knowing she wouldn't be able to win this argument.

"Thank you," said Corrin with great relief as she bent down to kiss her.

Felicia turned away after a few seconds as a full day without her seemed to have been too much for Corrin. When she heard Corrin giggle, signalling they'd parted, she turned around again. "I have some lunch for you, Rhajat."

"It's dawn," Rhajat pointed out.

"And you haven't eaten for a day and half," said Corrin.

"I got some bean jam-filled rice cakes for you," added Felicia as extra incentive.

"May I sit up?" asked Rhajat facetiously.

"You may," said Corrin with a smile.

"I didn't spill anything," said Felicia proudly as she placed the tray in Rhajat's lap.

"Thank you, Felicia," said Rhajat sincerely as she realised how hungry she was and began devouring her meal. To create a life, the energy must come from somewhere and, for that spell, it all came from her. She had expected to be weak afterwards but realised it had been arrogant to think she could create a life and not pay a heavy price. Her mother and Felicia had repeatedly replenished her energy to keep her alive but she would need to regain plenty the traditional way too.

"Felicia, could you tell Sakura and Ophelia that Rhajat's awake."

"Oh, er, yes Lady Corrin."

"Why Ophelia?" asked Rhajat between mouthfuls.

"She wanted to know when you woke. She was also interested in how this happened and I'd rather you didn't tell her."

"If you are pregnant, we'll need to tell everyone anyway. I won't have you suspected of infidelity."

That was something Corrin hadn't considered. "And I know that must have been difficult to do and you'll want to boast to her."

"It is a very difficult spell to pull off," agreed Rhajat with a confident smirk.

"Alright, you can tell her, but she's sworn to secrecy until we need to tell everyone." If we need to tell everyone, she thought to herself, unwilling to voice the possibility all this may have been for nothing.

"Deal."

Corrin left Rhajat to finish her lunch and tidied up the mess she'd made over the last day. When Rhajat finished, Corrin took the tray from her and placed it on the floor before hopping into bed next to her. "Feeling better?"

"Now you're next to me," said Rhajat taking her wife's hand.

Before anything else could happen there was a knock on the door and Ophelia immediately came in. "I hear you're awake." Seeing that Rhajat was fine she felt free to press on, "so what was the 'dark curse' that crippled you?"

"Crippled? It nearly killed her," said Corrin to put the magical rivalry on hold.

"Oh goodness, I'm sorry," said Ophelia knowing this wasn't anything to make a fight about. "Are you alright?"

"I'm merely sore now," said Rhajat coldly and, following a nudge from Corrin, added, "Thank you for your spell. It saved me some suffering."

"So what had you done?" asked Ophelia out of concern rather than competition.

"Transmogrification," smirked Rhajat who was intent on making this part of their competition.

"Seriously?" Transmogrification was one of the most difficult schools of magic and she was genuinely impressed. She then realised that, to nearly be killed, she would have to have done it to herself. "What did you do?"

"Let's just say," cut in Corrin, "that we hope I will be pregnant."

"Oh wow," said Ophelia trying to block the image that formed and failing. "Was everything… functional?"

"Yes," replied Rhajat with a smirk as Corrin dreaded what manner of boasting was coming next, "It was a very enjoyable evening."

"That is quiet impressive," admitted Ophelia but she couldn't resist getting a blow in. "Perhaps it was your selfless devotion to your beloved thanks to your cleaner aura that allowed you to succeed."

"Maybe," admitted Rhajat with a smile.

"Well, I'll leave you be," said Ophelia before glancing at Corrin's stomach, "I shall beseech the stars so that shall get what you desire."

"Tell no one," said Corrin. "Not before we make it public."

"Of course."

As Ophelia left, Rhajat turned to her wife, "I'm sure there are others you need to see."

"Perhaps, but I'm where I need to be," she said with a yawn before snuggling into Rhajat.

"Sleep, my love," said Rhajat softly as she wondered if Corrin had slept at all in the past day.

Corrin nuzzled into her wife's bare shoulder and, knowing she was now safe, immediately fell asleep.