HEYYO! Here I am with that promised Fire Emblem Three Houses smut fic! Y'all probably thought I was lying, BUT HERE IS THE FIRST CHAPTER! And it sure as hell ain't the last! There isn't a lot of Male Byleth smut out there, so I figured I should do a good deed and write him some. Whether this will be a connected story, or just an anthology of various smut encounters with Byleth and the female cast, I haven't decided yet. Either way, it's gonna be a BylethxHarem for sure. You all know me and my love for harem fics!
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Also, um, possible potential spoilers for Fire Emblem Three Houses in this chapter. So…um…don't read in case you haven't played the game I guess. Granted, I don't think you'd be interested or be reading this if you hadn't played, but I just wanted to say that just in case.
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Garreg Mach Monastery
Byleth had been confused as to why he was so suddenly summoned into the Archbishop's quarters. To his knowledge, he hadn't done anything that could possibly have upset Rhea. As the professor was walking towards her quarters, he tried thinking of anything that could have incurred the ire of the Archbishop.
It wasn't until Byleth opened the door and walked inside that he realized why he was really called into Rhea's quarters. Opening the door, he saw the green-haired Archbishop clad in a pure white robe sitting on her bed staring at him. The professor took one look at her smile, a teasing one, and quickly put it together why he was called here. Stoically, Byleth closed the door and made sure that he tightly shut it behind him.
Byleth made his way towards the seductively smiling Archbishop and stopped just in front of her. Looking into her eyes, he saw a hungry and lustful glint inside of them. When they had first begun their secret rendezvous', the professor found himself feeling a little fearful whenever he saw that little look in her eyes.
However, after a few times alone with Rhea, Byleth had come to realize that there was nothing to fear from the lustful gaze she would impose upon him whenever the two were alone in a room. In a way, a part of him enjoyed it. To think that the pristine and pure Archbishop that everyone saw outside her quarters was inside quite the seductive temptress if she put her mind to it.
Suddenly, Byleth let out a little gasp as he felt the Archbishop grab his hips and pull him to her in a rather rough fashion. As well as learning of Rhea's secret seductive side, Byleth had also learned that beneath the Archbishop's smiles, there was an almost barbaric level of strength that would put any knight or brigand to shame (not that he would ever say that to her outside of his own thoughts, of course). He stared at her as she began unbuckling all the various belts and clothing he had around his pelvic region.
'She's ravenous today,' Byleth thought to himself as he saw how fast Rhea's hands were moving to rid him of his clothes.
The professor could hear how hard and loud the Archbishop was breathing and fought back a smile at realizing she was this way because of him. Byleth could see Rhea's smile widen as she finally managed to drop the professor's pants to the ground and gazed admirably at the professor's cock that drooped before her.
"Oh, every time I see it, I can't help but admire your magnificent...sword, Professor. I imagine most knights would be put to shame if they ever caught wind at the girth and weight of it. Not to mention how the various female students would blush at seeing it..." Rhea whispered, breathing heavily as she continued staring at the professor's cock.
Byleth fought back a blush at the Archbishop's lewd words, causing her to titter at seeing how embarrassed the professor was becoming. "I'm only teasing. Don't worry, you know I would never mention anything about our private times to anyone." Rhea smile teasingly at the professor.
"You know how bad I am at sharing." She whispered, licking the tip of Byleth's semi-erect penis. The professor moaned quietly at feeling the wet and slick tongue of the Archbishop gently roll around the head of his cock, gripping his hands tightly in an effort to hold back any moans.
The blue-haired professor suddenly found himself pulled closer to Rhea's mouth as her hands gripped his hips and rolled her tongue all along the sides of his veiny erection. Gritting his teeth, Byleth rested his hands atop the green-haired woman's head as he fought back the urge to insert his entire cock into the lewd Archbishop's mouth.
Rolling and twisting, Rhea's tongue swirled all over the professor's hard penis, moaning with every flick and lick. "R-Rhea..." Byleth moaned aloud in a soft tone, causing the Archbishop to look up at him with another teasing smile.
"Not yet. Almost." Rhea responded back, continuing to swirl her tongue all over his erection.
For what felt like eons the professor moaned with every lick of Rhea's non-stop onslaught until finally he felt the tip of his cock press up against the woman's lips. Breathing heavily, Byleth looked downwards at Rhea's eyes and gave her a nod of his head. "What do you say, professor?" The Archbishop asked, lightly kissing the tip of his erection with a smile.
The professor quickly groaned out a reply, "P-Please, my love." Feeling satisfied with his reply, Rhea opened her mouth and slowly began inserting the professor's cock inside of her mouth.
'T-This is what Heaven must feel like...' Byleth thought to himself as the Archbishop began to suck his cock, moaning at how her tongue began swirling all around his penis. 'What is this? Her tongue is going around me...' He groaned, suddenly feeling Rhea move her head faster and faster around his cock. 'I was right. She is feeling ravenous today...' Pushing his hands on both sides of the green-haired woman's head, the professor began thrusting his hips in an effort to speed along the Archbishop's ravenous appetite.
The onslaught of Rhea's vacuum-like suction around his cock along with the furtive licking of her tongue quickly began speeding up the process of the professor's orgasm. 'No, I can't stop. If she keeps going...' Byleth was about to warn the Archbishop that his orgasm was on the brink before-
"UHHHGH!" Byleth groaned, suddenly feeling Rhea cup his balls and began massaging them together. "R-RHEA!" The professor roared, not caring if anyone heard his orgasmic screams, and thrusted his hips one last time and came straight into the woman's mouth.
Rhea happily gulped down every burst of cum that came shooting into her mouth, guzzling down every drop with a sublime passion. She could feel the love and lust of the man's feelings for her in every droplet of semen that was currently being shot into her and could feel her own genitalia begin to drip with desire.
Rolling her soft fingers over the professor's squishy scrotum helped quicken the amount of cum explode into her mouth and sped up the process of draining her lover's balls. To be quite honest, even if Seteth or Flayn or anyone from the monastery walked on her in such a debaucherous act, she would happily continue to do this to her beloved professor, and only to him. Nothing mattered more than loving him and being loved by him.
Byleth closed his eyes and moaned as he shot what felt like the last of his cum into Rhea's greedy mouth and quickly braced himself along one of the supports of Rhea's bed before he collapsed on the floor. 'It felt like she was gonna suck out the life of me, but it's finally over for now...' He thought to himself, sighing heavily. Opening his eyes, Byleth quickly saw and realized that perhaps he had spoken too soon as the Archbishop was now taking off the robes that clothed her body, leaving her bare and naked as the day she was born.
"R-Rhea, what-" Byleth began to speak before being cut off by a passionate kiss from the Archbishop, groaning from inside of her mouth as she began stroking his cock once more.
Pulling away, leaving a strand of saliva connecting their tongues, Rhea chuckled at the bewildered stare of the professor. "Oh, my darling professor, did you really think we were done? Oh no no no. We've only just begun. I've already cancelled all my appointments for the rest of the day." She said, moving her lips closer to her lover's ear. "Tonight, you're going to pump me full of your love to last me for a month." Rhea whispered to her lover.
Seeing a large blush gather on Byleth's face, Rhea smiled and kneeled before the professor, wrapping his entire cock around her massive breasts. Byleth could do nothing but moan at the intense pressure of feeling the Archbishops ample bosom pressed up against his erection. "Feel free to shower me with your love this time, Professor. I want to smell your scent upon me tonight, and even tomorrow, okay?" Rhea said, moving her breasts up and down Byleth's cock, causing him to groan even louder than before.
"I-It's going to come out again..." He moaned aloud to his lover, which only caused her to titter in amusement.
"Good, and it's going to keep coming out all night long." Rhea whispered back in a lustful tone, while licking her lips as she watched Byleth begin to fuck her tits with reckless abandon.
Little did either of the two know that a certain white-haired house leader had followed her favorite professor towards the Archbishop's room, as she had noticed the suspicious way Byleth had been acting every time he was suddenly called to her office or room. Edelgard blushed intensely as she continued looking through the small crack of the Archbishop's door she had opened quietly when she started to hear her beloved professor moan inside of Rhea's private quarters.
The Black Eagle leader knew something was amiss the second the Archbishop began continuously calling Byleth at some of the most inopportune moments, even sometimes during class time. Finally, she had enough of Rhea stealing away her precious professor away from her…and his other students and hastily followed him only to find what could only be described as some of the lewdest things she had ever seen in her life. Never did she think that the pious and supposedly pure Archbishop could be capable of such lecherous and vulgar acts of carnal lust.
'Just look at how lustful she looks…slobbering all over my prof-…ahem, I mean the professor's p-p-p…enis. It's so…so uncouth! So unrefined! So…so…' The white-haired girl gulped as she continued staring as Byleth began thrusting his hips between the Archbishop's large breasts, watching with bated breath as his throbbing cock slid in and out between Rhea's bosom as she flicked her tongue all over the head of it. A small amount of drool began to flicker out of the side of Edelgard's lips as couldn't tear her eyes off of the two's bawdy show and unconsciously began lowering her hand to her crotch.
Biting her lips to stifle her moans, Edelgard felt her gloved hand snake its way through her pants and cooed softly at feeling her the softness of her white gloved fingers softly caress the outside of her moistening slit.
'I-I should leave, if Seteth were to see this, or if I were to call an audience and they were to see such an illustrious and supposedly virtuous person like Rhea debasing herself, then this could incite a revolt. There would be a massive outcry for the Archbishop to step down. And with that, perhaps people would lose faith in the Church of Seiros and they would see the falsity of it and all of its followers! Yes, yes I should go, right now! Yes, yes I…oh that feels so good, professor…' The love-struck girl moaned softly, staring at her beloved professor begin to cum all over the Archbishop's chest.
Against her better judgement, the Black Eagle leader couldn't help but close her eyes and imagine it was her in Rhea's place, and that the professor was ejaculating all of over her chest and face. Her fingers began rapidly inserting themselves of her pussy as she watched the Archbishop suckle Byleth's penis, cleaning all of the semen that now covered it.
'Look at her…debasing herself like that. The Archbishop looks nothing like the saintly and moral leader she pretends to be. No, I know what she is really like, and this just proves it. She's nothing but a monstrous, evil, horrific whore! Rhea has obviously seduced the professor. Somehow, he's under her spell. If I were to charge in now, or call someone to see such a sordid affair between the two, I know that Byleth would immediately jump to the Archbishop's defense. No, I need him by my side. With the Sword of the Creator and him, there would be no stopping me or my crusade.'
'Yes, in order for me to pull him away from that evil woman's clutches, I'll have to devise a plan. Something that no man, not even the professor would be able to refuse. Money is obviously not the way to go. I could offer him all the money in the world and he would never take it. Maybe land? No, he would refuse that too. The professor isn't like the nobles of the Empire. He could care less about money, or land, or prestige, or crests. Byleth is a good man. A good and noble man who wouldn't hesitate to leap forward and save a young girl who he'd never even met before and protect her from a madman's axe.'
Edelgard bit her lip again as she rapidly continued pushing her fingers inside of her slit as she watched the Archbishop push herself on top of her professor and began riding his penis with what could only be described as a lustful glee. Gritting her teeth, the white-haired girl could feel her blood begin to boil as she saw the man who risked his life to save her being taken away from her by the wretched and horrific beast she knew the Archbishop truly was.
'No, there has to be another way I could persuade him. To lead him to my side before Rhea steals him away from me...
I-I mean his class! Yes, this is strictly for him. Not myself! If I had known that having s-s-s-sexual relations with him would gain his loyalty, then I…I would have certainly considered engaging in that…with him. Hubert would've definitely disapproved of the notion, but if it was with the professor, then I certainly wouldn't have minded it.' Edelgard's eyes suddenly widened as an idea popped into her head. Her eyes shifted from side to side as the cogs in her brain shifting and rolling as what could easily be called an absurd and obscenely outrageous plan begin to take form inside of the young woman's mind.
'Of all the ideas I've thought up in my life…this might certainly take the cake for the most outlandish.' Edelgard thought to herself, taking one last look at the coupling of her professor and the Archbishop before removing her now wet gloved hand from inside of her pants and quietly closed the door and hurried off before someone could see her spying on the two.
However, unbeknownst to the young girl, Nabateans had exceptional hearing capabilities, especially when it came to perverted little snoopers spying on them. Rhea laughed to herself quietly as she spared a glance over her shoulder to see that her beloved professor's house leader had finally departed after spying on them and their intense sexual encounter.
The green-haired woman had been tempted to call out the young white-haired girl, but a small part of herself wanted to tease her; make her watch as she fucked her professor right in front of her. She didn't mean to be spiteful or cruel, but more of a tease. Rhea knew she would have to confront Edelgard of what transpired before she could go and potentially spout out any lies or rumors.
It wasn't necessarily illegal for her to be sexual with another person, however it was frowned upon in the church for any of the priests or priestesses to be consorting sexually with another person. Honestly though, Rhea couldn't bring herself to care if anyone were to have any sort of problem with either her or Byleth enjoying each other's bodies, platonically or sexually. If needed, she could dispose of them with one flick of her wrist, or have any of the knights do it and label them heretics afterwards.
…Not that she would, of course, but the option was there nonetheless.
A small part of Rhea suspected that Edelgard wouldn't go straight to any of the church officials right away. No, she was far too clever for that. Rather, she would either confront the Archbishop, or more likely, her darling professor. Rhea had been alive far too long to miss such an obvious crush that the young head of the Black Eagle house held for Byleth. To be quite honest, the Archbishop could see that an enormity of the female (and if rumors had it, even some of the male) students held rather deep affections for the professor, whether they be friendly, platonic, or even romantic.
However, Byleth was very much akin to his mother, Sitri, oblivious to the obvious romantic interest from the opposite sex. It had been the same with Jeralt when he made plenty of romantic moves on what would soon be his future wife, yet Sitri failed to perceive even the most obvious of romantic cues.
Lowering herself onto the naked Byleth's body, Rhea smooshed her breasts against her lover's toned chest and pressed her lips against his own passionately, rolling her tongue against his own with intense lustful fervor. She cooed loudly at the feeling of Byleth slap and fondle her ass, seeping his fingers deep into her fleshy cheeks.
'Stop thinking about that now, Rhea. Focus only on him. Only on Byleth. Oh, how it's been so long since I felt this free with someone. So open. Only with you, Byleth. No one else, if only you knew…if only you knew…' Rhea thought to herself, flicking her tongue all over the inside of her lover's mouth, vastly overpowering the professor's own tongue. Feeling a vibration from the cock inside of her pussy, she quickly pulled away and smiled downwards at the professor.
"Oh, so soon, Professor?" The Archbishop giggled, licking the side of her lover's neck and kissing it.
"I-I'm sorry, Rhea. You feel too good." Byleth muttered, gripping the side of the Archbishop's hips and tried his best to hold back the impending orgasm.
'Oh, I love it when you say my name, especially when we're together like this…only you, Byleth…only you…' Rhea thought, sucking on the professor's neck intensively, as she rode her lover's cock harder than before. "Pump it all into me, Byleth. All of it! I don't want a drop to escape me. Shoot it all inside of me, my love!"
'Only you. Only you can…'
Moaning loudly, Byleth continued thrusting upwards as his balls began to tighten and all he could do next was groan as he quickly shot his semen inside of the Archbishop, as requested. The former mercenary could feel every ounce of his cum begin to drain from his balls for what seemed like the umpteenth time today. He watched as he saw Rhea pull her head back and moan as his cum shot into her, spraying deep into her womb. The green-haired woman's tongue lolled out of her mouth in a lewd expression as her eyes rolled backwards and the sublime orgasm began to overtake her, cumming alongside with her beloved professor.
Rhea's hips rolled alongside the professor's own and they shifted their bodies as their orgasms began to reach their peak. The hardened nipples of the Archbishop's ample and marshmallow-like breasts dragged themselves roughly against the professor's muscular chest as she rolled her hips back and forth, shaking the bed so harshly that it almost buckled from the heavy pressure. After a few more minutes of that, Byleth and Rhea suddenly ceased their movements as another orgasm began to subside, and the two began staring at one another again.
Sweat dripped off of their bodies as they stared into each other's eyes; neither wanting to break the intimate silence. Byleth stared upwards at the Archbishop and couldn't help but blush under the passionate, tender, and almost motherly gaze. To this day, he didn't know why exactly Rhea had taken such an interest in him. Sure, his father was a renowned warrior of her church (unbeknownst to him before coming to the monastery) and he himself was a skilled and capable fighter as well, but yet there still seemed like there was a missing piece that he couldn't help but wonder about. Something that he had to have overlooked or ignored…someth-
Suddenly Byleth was taken out of his thoughts as he felt the tender and soft lips of the Archbishop touch against his own, and he was brought back to the reality of the situation. It only now occurred to him that if someone were to wander in and see the two in such a compromising position, it could spell ill for Rhea. A sudden bout of protectiveness welled in his chest at the thought of Rhea being taken or forced out of the Archbishop position.
Even though the two hadn't known each other long, just a couple months in fact, Byleth could tell how much the Church of Seiros meant to Rhea. The way her face lit up whenever she talked about the goddess or when she led the various sermons inside of the monastery's church. It all held much meaning to her, and if that were forcibly taken away from her, then Byleth knew she would be devastated. He could never bear to see Rhea go through such pain.
"Rhea…" Byleth whispered, getting the attention of his lover.
The Archbishop smiled as she gazed upon the professor, "Have I ever told you how wonderful it is whenever I hear you say my name?"
Byleth blushed a bit at hearing that.
Rhea tittered at seeing how embarrassed her words made the professor. Even with the continuous deadpan expression Byleth often held, if one looked deep enough, you could often see even the subtlest of emotions break free from his stoic face. "I'm sorry, professor. What were you going to say?"
Byleth, struggling to find the words, stuttered, "I-If there ever comes a time…where you want to put a stop to…this. What we're doing, I would understand. I know that if someone were to find out, it could potentially hurt your standing in the church. I…I don't want anyth-"
"Enough." Rhea interrupted with a serious expression, stopping the former mercenary's words in his tracks. "I understand your worry, professor, and honestly, it makes me happy beyond words that you feel that much care for me. But I am my own woman, and I make my own decisions, regardless of what people in the church may think. It matters little to me what people would say if they were to catch us here, in my bed. This is not a crime. We both consented to this affair of our own free will, and if anyone has a problem with that, they can take it up with me." The Archbishop smiled, tenderly caressing the man's face.
Byleth stared stoically back at the woman as he pondered her words. "…If that is what you say, Rhea."
"It is." Rhea responded back, slowly beginning to move herself off of the professor's cock, causing him to groan. The green-haired woman watched with a mix of excitement and pleasure at seeing copious amounts of semen leak out from her pussy and onto her sheets. She signed despondently at feeling the loss of her lover's erection exiting her, and quickly pushed herself on all fours, shaking her soft and jiggly butt from side-to-side in front of the former mercenary. "Now then, enough talk. You have a job to do remember?"
Gulping softly, Byleth looked towards his cock, while still standing strong, could see it beginning to lose its rigidity. "R-Rhea…"
"Byleth." Rhea uttered, sending a chill down the spine of the professor at hearing the serious tone of the Archbishop.
"I told you specifically that I wanted you to pump every single drop of your love into me, did I not? I know your limits. We've tested them together many, many times, and I know you still have so much more of your love to give to me. Tomorrow, I want to walk with a limp because of how roughly you pounded me and feel my womb drenched in your cum, do you understand? I'm not asking you. I'm telling you." The green-haired woman stared back aggressively towards the professor as she pressed her breasts downwards against her bed and she lifted her ass up, shaking it side-to-side furiously. "Now then, fuck me. All. Night. Long. NOW!"
Byleth could only gulp to himself and once again feel the fear of that hungry and lustful gaze of the Archbishop as he braced himself for what would be a very long night.
AAAAAAAAAAAND THAT'S A WRAP! I decided to lead with Rhea this chapter because well…c'mon, regardless of what you think of her character, she's hot as all hell! Also, man, just what could Edelgard possibly be planning to take her beloved professor back from the clutches of the Archbishop? Guess you'll have to stay tuned to find out, eh? ;)
If you're all wondering where this all fits in the timeline, well, DON'T QUESTION IT AND JUST ENJOY THE DAMN SMUT!
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*sigh* Okay, fine. Since Byleth still has blue hair, then Jeralt hasn't died and Sothis hasn't fused with him…yet. Now again, if you all read my fics, I usually like to go with the whole 'porn with plot' route, so don't be expecting much in the realm of deep psychological or philosophical things in this story. It's just basically smut. I do plan on taking the whole fusing with Sothis down a more pervy path when I get to it, but again don't expect any epic battles or anything in this story. I just wanna reiterate a couple of times for the people in the back.
So again: Only smut, okay? Good smut. Smut is good! We all could use some pervy smut in these times. Think of this as a…perverted AU where the characters will still act (relatively) in character, and where I will do my best to give everyone of the best bois and waifus a happily ever after because I love this game, and tons of the characters and they deserve to be happy.
…Except "Those Who Slither in the Dark." Those assholes deserve to die. ESPECIALLY YOU, KRONYA!
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Stay safe out there everyone!