Annette Lemon. Had a few issues coming up with a good idea for this but I think it turned out okay.
She hated when she was wounded. Especially if it was something that prevented her from going out to battle with everyone else.
She took an arrow in the inside of her thigh and wasn't able to walk very well. This could of course prove dangerous in the field so the Professor had her stay in her room to heal. Manuela used her healing magic to help speed up the healing process, but a deep wound still needed time to heal.
So, to someone like her. Having to wait and stay out of battle was enough to drive her insane.
There was a knock on her dorm door and she perked up. It was no doubt the Professor, he always checked on her whenever he and everyone else returned from battle.
"Come in" She responded. Her door opened and in stepped her Professor.
Even now her chest flutters every time she sees him. And she thank the Goddess that he survived the fall five years ago. She recalled the many heartbroken days she spent mourning. It was hard to move on from something so tragic.
"I hope you're doing better, Annette." Byleth asked, holding a basket of bandages and concoctions.
"I am...Thanks for always visiting me, Professor." Annette held her hands together in her lap, sitting up in her bed.
"Manuela told me it was time to change your bandages." Her Professor approached her bed and set the basket at the foot of it, grabbing her covers and pulling them off her, causing her to blush a deep shade of red and panic.
"W-Wait! What are you doing!?"
"Changing your bandages" Byleth was confused to Annette's reaction, letting go of the covers and watching Annette cover herself back up.
"Jeez, Professor...You're bluntness can be a bit to much sometimes...I can change my bandages myself."
"I thought you hated the sight the of blood?"
Annette glanced away. "W-We'll if its mine I can handle it." Byleth shook his head.
"Nonsense, besides Manuela gave very specific instructions on changing your bandages. Saying the wound may grow infected if treated incorrectly."
Annette was silent for a moment before letting go of the covers. "F-Fine..." A deep blush on her cheeks still remaining.
Byleth stripped the covers off of her. Revealing Annette to be in a small, loose white sleeping gown. He gently grabbed the hem of the skirt and raised it. Revealing her inner thigh where the wound was. Along with her underwear.
Annette closed her eyes, looking up at the ceiling and trying not to overheat from the amount of blood rushing to her cheeks. Damn this man, was he doing this on purpose?
Byleth removed the old bandage and poured some alcohol onto it, causing Annette to squeak and clench the bed sheets.
"Sorry...I should've told you I was going to pour it." Byleth apologized. Reaching into the basket to retrieve a new bandage. Annette risked a look down, seeing Byleth's hands on her thighs. Mere inches from her underwear.
"P-Professor...Can I ask you a question?"
Byleth looked up at her and into her eyes. "Of course, what do you need?"
"W-What do you see me as?"
Byleth tilted his head, confused at the question. "I'm not sure what you mean, I see you as my precious student."
Annette frowned a bit, a little disappointed by his answer. "I-Is that really all you see me as?"
Byleth looked back down to her wound, applying the new bandage. "What else would I see you as?"
"I don't know...M-Maybe a woman?"
Byleth was once again confused, finishing up on the bandage and looking back up at her. "Are you not a woman?"
"I-I am! But do you...Find me attractive?" Annette was having trouble keeping eye contact, glancing away from time to time.
Byleth reached up and put his hand to her forehead, nearly causing her to pass out.
"Hmm, you don't have a fever. Is something bothering you Annette?"
She couldn't take it anymore, and there was no way she was going to get through this man with such a subtle way. She quickly looped her arms around his neck and pulled him in for a deep kiss, running her hands through his bright green hair. Byleth didn't resist, and merely let it happen.
When she pulled away she thought she had done something wrong, but was surprised when her stoic professor was blushing ever so slightly.
"I-I want you to see me as a woman, Professor. I want you to see me as a someone you could love..." She pushed against his chest, forcing him onto his back on her bed and she climbed on top of him. Immediately regretting it as a sharp bolt of pain shot through her entire right leg, causing her to collapse onto the Professors chest, whimpering slightly
Byleth looked down at her and reached a hand up, patting her head gently.
"Annette...Try not to push yourself...I don't want that wound opening up..."
The orange-haired mage looked up at him, pouting slightly.
"But I have to...You're so stubborn, Professor...This is the only way I can show you how much I love you..."
She slid herself up him and kissed his cheek. "I wanted to wait until after the war was over...But you just keep making it so hard for me to hold back...I just love you so much..."
There was silence between them for a while. The blush on Byleth's cheeks had grown a shade darker red.
Annette eventually broke the silence. "Professor...Can we do it?"
Byleth looked down at her. "What do you mean?"
Annette puffed her cheeks out. "Don't make me say it...I got...Wet...From when you were treating my wound earlier...Just having you so close to that spot was enough..."
"What about your injury?"
Annette shook her head. "I don't care, I want you...Right now...Please..." Annette pleaded to him, looking up at him with cute, puppy-like eyes.
Byleth stared back her before sighing. Gently sitting up and setting her on her back. Annette staring up at him, waiting for his next move.
"Let me do the moving then...I don't want you worsening your wound..." He said, beginning to strip his armor and undershirt off. Annette nodded and watching him, her breath quickening with each layer he removed. Revealing his toned muscles, faint scars lined his chest and abdomen. She reached up and ran her hands down his torso, Byleth watching her. She sat up and pressed her ear against his chest. Confirming the rumors that he had no heartbeat were true.
Byleth reached down and gripped the bottom of her sleeping gown. Lifting it up and over her head, revealing her naked body except for her underwear. Annette covered her chest with her arms.
"Sorry their not that big..."
Byleth gently moved her arms away and held them above her head, gently pushing her back down on her back. He cupped her breast with both hands and gently massaged them. Annette letting out a slight moan as he did. Biting her bottom lip and watching him. Fully aware of his member pressing against her leg through his pants.
His hands were cold at first, but they quickly warmed up against her body heat, She squirmed underneath his touch, his hands working wonders on her breast, her underwear getting slightly wet as she began to leak her juices.
"P-Professor...I'm already ready for you...C-Could we..." Annette was suddenly silenced as Byleth kissed her lips, her eyes fluttered before closing, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him back. Byleth hooked a finger underneath the waistline of her underwear and pulled them down, carefully pulling them over her bandage and off her leg.
He pulled away from the sweet kiss and took his member out, already swollen hard. Annette gulped upon seeing it. She spread her legs, carefully as to not hurt herself again. Byleth gently entered her and she gripped the bed sheets. She was tight, and Byleth was afraid of causing anymore pain to her. By Annette kept urging him to keep going, wanting to fight through the pain.
Once he was fully in her he stayed still. Letting her get used to his member inside of her. Annette breathed quickly, her face flushed and covered in sweat as she stared up at the Professor's equally sweaty body.
"Y-You can move now Professor. I'm ready..."
Byleth nodded and slowly pulled out before slowly pushing himself back in her. Quickening his pace carefully. Holding her hips tightly as the bed began to rock and creak.
"Y-Yes! Professor, you feel so good~!" Annette let out lovely moans as she reared her head back, letting go of the sheets and holding onto his shoulders.
Byleth let out a few grunts every once in a while, slightly embarrassed as he did. But his grunts and groans only brought a smile to Annette's face. Happy that he was also feeling good.
By then Byleth was quickly thrusting in and out of her, Annette practically melting from pleasure underneath him. She quickly felt her climax approaching. "P-Professor...I'm about too..." She moaned, unable to finish her sentence as Byleth leaned down and kissed her, intensifying his thrust as he also approached his limit.
The two eventually reached their peak, and the Professor exploded inside of her as Annette squirt on him and the sheets, letting out a load moan as she did.
The remained in their position until Byleth pulled away from her and stared down at her, she stared up at him. Panting heavily and smiled, reaching up and running a hand through his bright green hair.
'T-Thank you, Professor..." She stuttered before she passed out from exhaustion. The Professor smiled slightly, leaning down to kiss her forehead.
Hope this turned out okay. Not very good at Lemons. I end up repeating myself a lot with them. If you guys can give me any tips I'd greatly appreciate it.
Don't worry, I'm working on the other request. See ya then!