4.) Alm X Celica - Valentia's Love, for agarfinkel (and DaManWOFear)
The primary pairing from the most recently released game (at the time of me writing), and a great one at that! Enjoy, I'm surprised there isn't more with these two, considering their new popularity.
Setting of Act : Valentia Castle (Valentia)
The continent of Valentia had never seen a brighter future. It had been liberated only a few years ago by the combined forces of Alm the Conqueror and Celica the Rigain. Its people could be free again to pursue whatever they wanted to now that the gods had been put to sleep. Rigel and Zofia could heal relations, and this was the main focus of the monarchy's current rule; unifying Valentia.
The people of Valentia had already grown to love their new rulers, as both had been working hard to heal the scars of their homeland. However vigilantly they worked, however, they always took time to keep in each other's company, usually for dinner. Tonight was no different as the two dined on a modest yet palatable dish together. The green haired king asked, "Where's Mae and Boey? Weren't they supposed to join us?"
His queen worriedly answered, "They couldn't make it tonight, one of the kids fell over and scraped her knee."
Alm winced and questioned, "Which one was it?"
Celica, smiling, remarked, "I'm afraid that I'm not sure. You know, they have so many. Kind of hard to keep track."
After a quick bite, her husband chuckled and responded, "That's fair. By Mila, I don't know how they're managing to take care of so many kids...and in such a short time span, too."
The former priestess put down her spoon, leaned forward into the king, and inquired, "Say, Alm. When should we have kids?"
A quick succession of events followed : Alm's cheeks turned bright crimson, his eyes widened, he choked on his drink, and to his annoyance (or lack thereof), his previously dormant dick seemed to wake up. "C-Celica! W-why do you ask?!"
With a hidden smirk on her face, she continued, "Well, Valentia does need future rulers, does it not? Besides, I'd love to take care of some we can call our own together, wouldn't you?"
Alm's hardened penis went back to its slumber while his heart warmed to the idea of raising children with Celica. He had never imagined that he'd fall so in love with the little girl who came to Zofia village and, several years later, with countless achievements between both of them, marry and rule over an entire continent with her. "O-oh, yeah! Of course!"
The two continued to their dinner for a little while, eating in silence. Celica finished first, and handed her empty plate to a maid before relieving her of duty for the day. She told Alm, "I'll be in the room, I need to get ready quickly for the conference tomorrow. You know I have to leave for a trip to Archanea. You should sleep soon too, by the way. Tobin told me that you have some kind of council tomorrow with the military."
"Yeah, good idea."
After a few minutes and some extra servings, Alm completed his meal and made his way to the regal bedroom. Expecting to hear the sound of his wife bathing or seeing her already asleep, he instead opened the door to find Celica in a revealing jet black lingerie, lying on their royal-sized bed. "CELICA! FOR THE LOVE OF VALENTIA!" Alm immediately averted his eyes, although he could already feel his prick lengthening.
"Oh stop acting so high and noble, Alm! I've seen the way you look at people! Especially the way you look at me, when you think I can't notice!" the nearly nude mage chastised.
The swordsman focused his attention on her and offered, "Well, you know me. Always appreciating art."
"...I never thought of you as an appreciator of art, actually."
"Well, count me as one now, because I can't stop staring at you."
At this, Celica got off the bed and walked over to Alm before kissing him. It started out gentle and tender, as all of their kisses were. Eventually, Celica guided his rough hand to her barely covered ass, the other hand already grasping the back of her head. The tender buss morphed into a more vigorous make-out, the conqueror's dick hardening near its max. His squeezes of her rump got more desperate, the probings of his tongue more involved. He gave the door behind him a strong kick to close it before moving their bed.
Once Celica was in proximity of the bed, he regretfully stopped kissing her and let go of her ass. He started to unstrap all of his armor, and Celica caught the memo, helping to do so. Once the blue pieces of steel were on the floor, the duo worked together to undress him, the red head lifting his shirt off before Alm took off his pants, leaving him only in his gray boxers. With the both of them now scantily clad, they crawled on the bed and resumed their make out, kneeling. Their hands met, holding each other as a more intense meeting occurred between their mouths.
Alm's lips left hers and traveled down her deliciously smooth throat. This was it. Tonight was the night when the heir of Valentia would be conceived. With the help of Celica, the fighter unhooked her bra, letting it fall between their coupling. He laid her back gently, her bright orange curls meeting the soft pillows. Though they were rather inexperienced, their passion and vigor rivaled even the now resting gods of Valentia themselves. He kissed her breasts tenderly before moving down her body, worshipping her stomach and hips, until he came to her dark panties. Panting, he asked, "May I?"
Celica, light-headed, gasping, and overwhelmed, responded, "Please…"
His hands removed the underwear to reveal her pussy, surrounded by small tufts of peach-colored hair. "Beautiful." he let out before diving into it, licking her carnal opening lovingly. Her pussy tasted like Zofian oranges, not dissimilar to the ones that Celica had so enthusiastically tackled Alm into in their reunion after his reclamation of Zofia castle. Valentia's king lapped up her fluids, encouraged by his queen's increasingly loud moans. His tongue pressed itself to her lining, attempting to get as much nectar as it could. "Alm….I'm almost ready, but I want it to be together." Alm nodded.
Positions shifted, forming into a position that could only be described as an altered lap dance, changed to make a clear way for Alm's dick to enter the fighter kneeled on the soft bed, with Celica's back turned to him, aligning her pussy with his cock. "Are we ready for this, Alm?"
With the sweet scent of her hair in his nose, he replied, "More than ready, Celica. I love you more than anything….I've wanted this for so long…."
Celica turned her head to him, sensually ran her fingers across his jawbone, and softly said, "Me too, Alm...so long…"
With that, her hips slammed down on his loins, his prick penetrating her. Alm gasped and breathed out, "So tight...and so wet…", while the redhead cried out in pain.
Alm understandably panicked, "Celica! Should I get out?!"
"No….might as well get this over with now...start thrusting...with Mila's help, the pain will go..."
Alm followed her command and began, ramming his Falchion deeper and deeper into her pampered treasure. A small amount of blood spilled onto the bed, but fortunately, Celica's discomfort was soon extinguished. This was known to her lover, as she began panting out words and phrases like "yes," "keep going," and "amazing." Alm's battle-built body was coming into use, as his large dick combined with a generally muscular physique combined to give his wife an amazing performance.
Spicing it, up, Celica began to move up and down on his shaft as well, creating more friction and pleasure. Alm's warm breath and moans delivered chills down her spine. Her hands stretched out behind her neck, one gently grabbing the back of his head and the other the side of his face. This drove Alm to reach forward and fondle her sizable breasts, which were erect and poised. As they continued to bang, the king pinched and squeezed her sensitive, pink areola. His neck latched onto her smooth, sweaty neck, sensually sucking on it. Hickey marks were left as his tongue invaded the sides of her nape.
Celica was in heaven as Alm continued his devout worship of her. The Children of Fate were engaging in what was prophesied; the making of the heir. His dick and her pussy at war with each other, hands groping breasts and faces, mouths obessed with suckling on skin and open in pleasure. Celica and her Alm, lost in a world in their own. No continent to rule over, no gods to pay respects to, just their friendship turned romance to pay tribute to.
All of their bottled up fantasies and feelings were let loose as each gave it their all. Alm unyieldingly caressed her tits as his hips strained to slam into her, all the while his needy tongue licked her neck and hair alike. Celica moaned uncontrollably, her groins crashing into her husband's and hands massaging his sinewy upper shoulders. Here in their private chambers, no one could hear their groans and mewls.
Their mixed fluids dripped from their bodies, soiling the royal sheets. The combined sensation of liquids and the pleasure of Alm's dick filling up her pussy gave the queen immense ecstasy. Sweat coated their skin and added to the friction of the act. If anyone were to walk in uninvited, the young monarchs wouldn't be able to get their hands off each other; both were too far in the daze.
Though each boasted bodies that could be desirable for even the most enchanting of humanity, Alm and Celica found themselves staring instead into each other's eyes; even as the king's suckling and pinching intensified and the queen's rebounding got more vigorous. Hearts beating and loins slapping, neither could imagine anything more. Despite the immense wealth and power they had, nothing on Valentia could match the love between them. That very same love was channeled as rump collided again and again against Alm's lap.
After what could have been days, the two started to feel their climaxes incoming. "I LOVE YOU!" Celica screamed before experiencing the greatest sensation she had ever felt. She dropped into his laps, her spent and dripping pussy still housing his throbbing dick. "CELICA, I LOVE YOU TOO!"
Alm finished a few minutes later, the smell of her hair making him light-headed as he erupted into her sacred cavern. Ichor dripped out of the area and onto the bed as both leaders collapsed onto the bed, tired and satisfied - for now, at least. No words were needed between the two of them, as they moved into their normal sleeping positions without bothering to clean up. He cupped her cheek as green eyes were locked with orange. Perhaps tomorrow they would wash up and go off to their duties, but right then, they were husband and wife, Children of Fate, Alm and Celica. The two closed their eyes as they drifted off to sleep, armor and underwear alike lying on the floor.
Glad to write some smut from Echoes, there's surprisingly little from it! I love Celica, and I'd love to see some crossover requests with her, maybe from Archanea?
My family and I are going on a long trip in a few days so I won't be active during that time. Still, please leave a request and how long you'd like it, as well as any constructive criticism! Have a nice day, and don't worry, there WILL be at least another update before I leave!
