"Ah, Kiran! Thanks for coming to visit me again!" was how Corrin treated the Summoner when he went to check on her after a scouting mission in his early days at Askr, after which she slipped her hand into his slicked back hair and caressed his scalp. She caught herself after a second and withdrew it with a faint blush. "Oh, sorry I keep patting you on the head—it's a bad habit I picked up back home," she explained before smiling. "But I do think that touch can bring friends closer than words can, you know? Wanna try it?"

Kiran raised an eyebrow, but chuckling softly he did as she asked and she sighed, leaning into his touch. She giggled. "You're so gentle! It's been a while since someone patted ME on the head. It's nice!" He withdrew his hand and she smiled at him again. "Anytime you want to pat or be patted, let me know! It can only help us be stronger together." She widened her smile and walked away. Kiran watched her leave with a confused expression before smiling as well.

"Well, that was pretty cute..."

The two only grew closer over the next year, checking in on each other after their various battles and exchanging head pats. Kiran grew to look forward to any encounters with Corrin, even if it meant drawing the ire of her many, many siblings. Some of whom, such as the completely lacking in subtlety Camilla, seemed more jealous than anything else. He wanted to complain, but he also didn't want to upset Corrin so held his tongue. Corrin for her part opened up to him more and more as the days passed, even modelling her swimsuit for him - the flimsy fabric made him feel such... strong urges that for the first time he was grateful for Elise intruding on them to drag her sister away.

But it was with the attack from Hel that completely changed their relationship.

Kiran sat on the steps partway up from the main hall of the Order of Heroes. He placed his arms over his knees and lowered his head onto them. The past nine days had been tense enough with a countdown on Alfonse's life, but just when all seemed lost, Gustav had jumped before Hel's Scythe and taken the blow meant for his son, dying almost immediately. A small part of him was relieved his friend was alive, but the rest mourned the former King with the rest of the army.

And it was all his fault!

No one would say it aloud, but he was the tactician, wasn't he? He should have come up with some way to save Alfonse that didn't require Gustav's sacrifice. Surely there was something he could have done, some sort of ritual, like the Rite of Frost? After all, what better way to remove one god's influence than with another? Or better still, he should have known better than to charge into battle with Alfonse before, when he'd been cursed in the first place. There was an expression in his world that "hindsight was 20:20", but even accounting for that, he couldn't silence the voice in his head that told him that he could - no, should - have done better.

"Kiran, are you okay?"

He started despite the softness of the voice and saw Corrin there, illuminated by a ray of moonlight. He forced a smile as she sat beside him and stroked his hair.

"You can't sleep?"

He nodded. "You can't either?"

"No... what a horrible day."

"You can say that again. But Alfonse and Sharena have it worse."

"Hmm," Corrin nodded. "King Gustav died just as my mother did, you know."

"Oh?" He knew Queen Mikoto had passed away, but had never worked up the courage to ask how.

She swallowed again. "My father tricked me into carrying a cursed sword and sent me to Hoshido. The sword was stolen from me and exploded, but my mother shielded me with her own body..." her delicate features trembled.

"I'm so sorry to hear that."

"Thank you. Her death started a war between both halves of my family, and I was forced to choose between them. Can you believe that?" She trembled some more. "I lived in a tower for my entire life. Even my siblings were rarely allowed to visit me. I knew so little of the world and I was so happy when my father finally entrusted me with a mission, only to learn he only saw me as a weapon to be killed off once I'd opened the way for him to invade my birthplace..."

"I... I never knew..." Yes, he knew Garon's relationship with his children was strained, but this? This was messed up on so many levels. He'd straight-up manipulated his adoptive daughter by exploiting her desire to prove herself, not to mention... "And you lived in a tower your whole life?"

She nodded, saw his worried expression and flashed a smile, even as her eyes continued to water. "It's not as bad as it sounds. I always had my retainers: Jakob, Gunther, Felicia and Fiora... not to mention Lilith! To think she'd been watching over me the whole time too..." She smiled a second time. This one was much smaller, but it was also genuine. "But after everything that's happened, I feel blessed that we've all come to Askr, where there's no need for us to fight." She looked him straight in the eye. "It means I don't have to lose any of the people I love while I remain here, but coming here gave me even more people I love and want to protect."

"Corrin..." Kiran wrapped an arm around her shoulder and pulled her in close. She resisted for a moment, then placed her head on his shoulder.

"I'm so sorry, I wanted a happier way to say this, but after what happened today, I don't think I can wait any longer. Kiran, I..."

He kissed her before she could finish, catching a glimpse of her shocked face before closing my eyes. After a moment he felt her press forward, her lips come to life. But all too soon he also felt a warm dampness on her cheeks. He pulled back and she wiped her tears away.

"I... we're facing death herself, and even a warrior as mighty as King Gustav died... I don't want to lose anyone else..."

"Corrin," He took her hands in his. "I won't go anywhere, I promise. None of us will. I let Gustav die, but I won't let Hel get to anyone else."

"You didn't let anyone die, Kiran. Hel got the better of you. Of all of us. You saw how she moved like a ghost when she appeared then, we couldn't even touch her. We were all so helpless!"

Kiran didn't think he was worth defending, but he couldn't survive watching Corrin talk like this. He could almost feel gears whirring to life in his head as he thought of things that would cheer her up.

"Helpless? I thought you were one of the most determined people in Askr. You're not going to let a creepy-looking woman get you down, are you?"

Corrin looked at him in shock for a moment, then gave him a tiny smile. "You should be serious about this..."

"I am. King Gustav taught us that Hel's curse isn't as infallible as she claimed it was. And think about it, it took her nine days to complete it, didn't she? His death taught us that she isn't perfect. She has to have a weakness. Everyone does! Remember Surtr? We couldn't even touch him at first, and we beat him in the end too, didn't we?"

"I... I suppose..."

She didn't look convinced, so he squeezed her hands again.

"Look: as I said before, I promise I won't leave you, and I'll make sure no one else dies to her again, alright? I know how she works now, and I'm a tactician: knowledge is all I need to win a battle, just like you and Prince Leo. Okay?" She nodded and he smiled. "Now, why don't we get you into bed? It's getting pretty late, after all."

She nodded again, but didn't budge as he started to rise. He still held her hands, so sat back down beside her. She turned away at once, a faint blush visible on her cheeks.

"Um..." she began. "Would you... would you join me, please?"

"I'm sorry?"

"Tonight. Can you... sleep with me tonight?"

His groin stirred at once, but he kept his expression level. "You mean, you just want me to help you sleep?"

Her blush deepened as she looked at him again. "You know what I mean. Maybe you're right and I'll be calmer once I get some rest, but for now all I can think about is how any of us could die at any moment. I don't want to have any regrets, so... if you'll have me..."

He pulled her into a hug with a quiet laugh. "How could I not?" he whispered into her ear. "You're cute, we're in love, and you're gorgeous."

He felt her stiffen at the compliments, then let out a quick giggle of her own. "You can't say something like that!" She pulled back and pecked his lips. "But that makes me so happy!"

"It's good to see you smile again." He stood up and this time she rose with him. "Your room is closer, isn't it?"

Her blush deepened at the reminder, but she nodded and - with an awkward "Let's go?" - led the way.

They didn't meet anyone on the way to her quarters, which was more relieving than Kiran had words to describe. He'd half-expected to find Camilla to ambush them partway so she could demand to know where her sister had been, but her absence meant he had more time to admire the slim figure leading the way before him. Somehow he'd never appreciated how her hips swayed side to side as she walked, as if to emphasize her petite rear...

But the sudden creak of Corrin's door helped him snap out of such crude thoughts, only for them to be replaced by anxiety as he followed her inside and watched her lock the door behind her. It didn't help that her face was still flushed, yet her eyes had grown darker since he'd last seen them. She wasted no time walking up to him and stealing another kiss, peeling his headpiece off of his brow and tossing it to the floor with a faint clink. Kiran unclasped his robes and let them fall, then tugged at the strap of cloth fixing Corrin's cape to her front. It came undone and she stepped back to remove the flowing blue material altogether, then started unbuckling her top.

"This is more complicated than it looks," she explained, her smile diffusing his faint frown, before pulling it away to reveal a plain black shirt beneath. Kiran pinched it at both sides of her waist then, after she removed her gauntlets, pulled it up and over her head, exposing a simple white bra keeping her top half from being completely exposed. She grabbed his shirt next and he offered no resistance as she did the same to it. He wrapped his arms around her back. It took him only a moment to unhook the thin material covering her modesty and it fell away at once, revealing two medium sized orbs of flesh. He cupped them at once and she moaned. He smiled.

"If I'm perfectly honest, I've wanted to do this since summer."

"Me too..." she sighed.

"Really?"

She blushed, but nodded. Kiran grinned and started walking her backwards, hands still on her chest, until her thighs hit the foot of her bed and she sat back in it. He kept pushing until her torso was flat on her mattress, then peeled her skirt down her legs, followed by her leggings, one after another. Corrin said nothing, watching with deeper and deeper breaths until only her panties remained, the same color as the bra that lay sprawled on the floor far behind them.

"You've always been showing these wonderful thighs off, haven't you?" Kiran stroked the insides of her limbs as he traced a path up and she whimpered, then moaned as he placed a hand on her core. "You're so wet already..." he tried to hide his own nervousness as he felt her squirm through the thin clothing. He pulled them down, Corrin raising her legs to help him do so. He was thankful for the lack of footwear to delay the sacred act, but once her panties were off he let go of her altogether, hearing her whine as he unbuckled his trousers. He dropped them and his own underwear as one, revealing his already-hard length. Corrin moaned at the sight and started crawling backwards up the bed as he got onto it on all fours. They met once she reached the top and kissed as he lowered himself on top of her. They were similar heights, so just by relaxing himself atop her he could feel her chest against his, her core against his member. Both of them moaned into their liplock and he returned his hands to her chest. They parted for air a few moments later and he sat on her, feeling her sharp hips against his backside as he moulded her perfect globes in his palms, feeling her hard nipples poke them.

"So beautiful..." he muttered, making her blush yet again. She placed her hands on top of his at first, but as he squeezed her nipples she yelped and reached for his groin instead, grabbing his hardness between her right fingers. He groaned and the sudden, soft touch. Spurred by the contact though, he did his best to move up her body while keeping her hand on him, lowering himself on the base of her ribs so that his length would fit between her mounds. She showed clear surprise at the new position, but did her best to stroke his tip as he pressed her breasts against his sides, running his thumbs in circles over her nipples. The result was an explosion of warmth all over his body, only exacerbated when he felt her lips over his tip. He moaned and fought not to explode right then and there, moving to one side to feed even more of himself into her. As if their minds were linked, she rolled over immediately, moving her hand to his base and taking even more of him into her mouth. One hand back on her nipple, Kiran placed the other on her head again, performing the same tender act that had brought them together in the first place. She sighed around his girth, which only made it more challenging to stay in control.

They kept going for a few minutes more, before he twisted her nipple. She yelped and released him and he pulled out of her. She looked at him, upset.

"I was about to cum," he told her. "I didn't want to choke you."

She still seemed upset and Kiran wondered if she wouldn't have minded taking him like that, but he pushed the thought to one side as he lowered his head to the nipple he had just teased and licked it. He could hear the annoyance disappear from her with a sharp "Oh!" and smiled, moving himself so that he was atop her again and pinching her free nipple. She placed one of her hands on top of his and ran the other through his hair as he began suckling at her teat like a child. She moaned beneath him, her body shaking as he worked. He paused for breath and she let out a second disappointed sigh, but this too faded just as quickly as the first as he latched his lips onto her unspoilt nipple. He licked and chewed his way around the supple flesh of her breast, alternating between applying those sharp and gentle touches as he rubbed his saliva into her first mound. She cooed above him, again keeping both his face and fingers against her... at least until he let the latter tiptoe their way down her creamy, flawless skin - completely blemished all the way to her hairless core. He dipped a digit into her core and she screamed, cupping her mouth just in time to avoid waking their neighbours up. He smiled and bit her nipple to reward her outburst and she moaned, followed by a louder moan as he pushed his finger even deeper inside her. He went as far inside her as he could, then pulled out until just the pad of his digit remained, only to penetrate her with two fingers, then three, stretching her core to its limit and making her squirm above him.

"Kiran... please! Please... do it now!"

How could he deny a request from a Princess?

He relinquished her nipple with a final lick and raised his head. He kissed her and she cupped his face as they traded saliva, her fingers lingering on it as he pulled away to aim his girth towards her entrance. He locked eyes with her as he pushed his tip into her. Her eyes widened and he grit his teeth, trying to keep a smile plastered on his lips as he pressed even further into her. The entirety of his head sank into her and all he could think about was just how tight she felt. She was clearly a virgin, and he knew she'd had a sheltered upbringing, but surely that didn't explain why she felt this good?

He let out a silent roar as he pressed even deeper inside her, sinking halfway before pausing for breath. He locked eyes with her once more, her mouth hanging open and her face bright red. He placed a hand on her hip and pressed inside even further... even further...

The pair moaned in unison as they felt their hips collide. With their mouths still open, Kiran let himself fall onto her, catching himself just in time to avoid crushing her as they kissed once more. This time they kept their eyes open. Kiran placed one hand against the back of her head, his fingers surrounded by her silken white locks, and the other on her breast once more. Corrin hugged him close, her grip so tight he almost suffocated - but of course it was a worthwhile trade-off. Their new positions fixed, he raised his hips until he was halfway out of her again, then thrust forward once more. He pulled back and pumped her again, then once more. The next time he came back even further, and used even more force to thrust back into her, making her squeal into his lips. Once the sound vanished, he parted just long enough for them both to breath before kissing her again, then slammed into her once more. Her eyes went wide, but she held back from screaming as much as she could. He squeezed her breast in response, then proceeded to ram into her as hard and as fast as he could. She responded by thrusting her hips up to meet each of his attacks, moaning into his mouth every time their hips collided.

Neither one knew how long they'd been rutting, but soon Kiran could feel his body screaming for release. He raised his face from Corrin's and the girl looked at him, her eyes barely open.

"I'm... I'm about to cum," he said. "Where do you want it?"

"Inside me... please..." Her face was a solid pink and her voice was pleading. The combination of both almost made him explode right then and there.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes... please... My body... is yours and... yours alone... cum with me..."

Those words were like a magic spell. He lost control of his body then and gave her his fiercest kiss yet, then slammed into her harder than ever before. He was sure their pelvises would bruise from how heavy each of their thrusts were, but knew neither one cared. He tensed his body to hold back as long as he could and heard Corrin begin to moan with higher and higher pitches before she let out one so high he could barely hear it, so long he wondered where she found the air for it, as she exploded around him. He pumped her twice more and exploded in turn, feeling as if his entire core was leaving him with how powerful his orgasm was. The pair were unable to move save for their loins for a few seconds, then Kiran forced himself out of her. The pair grimaced as his head popped out, followed by a trail of his seed. He chuckled and crawled over her once more, then fell to her side. She smiled and rolled over to place an arm over him.

"Kiran... that was... you're incredible..."

"Only because you're so cute and hot."

I didn't think her face could get any warmer, but her cheeks turned a tinge darker as she smiled. "Thank you... I love you, Kiran."

"I love you too... and I always will," he added, remembering how they'd gotten into this situation. "You know that, right? No one's getting the better of me."

"I... I do..." She smiled and nuzzled his nose, a gesture he returned. "I'm sorry for worrying so much. I know you must feel terrible too..."

"It's fine, we all took it pretty bad. Talking helped me feel better too... and besides," he grinned and gave her upper nipple a quick twist. "I got to have sex with the cutest girl in the castle, so our talk wasn't all doom and gloom."

She giggled. "Kiran, how could you?!" The pair shared a short laugh before she pecked his lips once more. "I got the better end of the bargain, I think: I got to have sex with the sweetest man I've ever known."

"Aww, you're making me blush!" He scratched his cheek before patting her head. He'd forgotten to take her hairband off, but it had come loose during their rutting. He pulled it off and a wave of silver fell over Corrin's face. He let the black material fall to the floor behind him before brushing his hand over her forehead. "What do you say we call it a night?"

She smiled, her eyes half-closed. "Hmm... I think we should. We have a lot of work ahead of us to win this war, and right now I feel more prepared than ever to do so."

"Same here, thanks to you."

"The pleasure's all mine."

"I certainly got some pleasure out of it though." He ran his hand over her perfect, slim frame once more before squeezing one of her lower cheeks. She giggled yet again.

"Kiran!"

"What?"

The pair shared one last chuckle, then he raised his arm up and around her back once more. The temperature was cool, but not too cold to warrant a blanket. Kiran was thankful that they had no need to move from their positions and suspected Corrin felt the same way as they shared one final kiss and closed their eyes, wrapped in the other's arms as they, at last, drifted off to sleep.

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