Alright, all you wonderful readers. The wait I finally over. You ask for a lemon, so I made a motherf***ing lemon.
Okay, before you guys start reading, I want to say that I'm incredibly sorry for the ridiculously long wait, two months is seriously bad time for an update. I have just been seriously busy with home responsibilities and such. I'll will most definitely not take me that long to write a chapter again.
Also, someone PM'd me an excellent idea for the next "just for fun" idea.
Guest- Dear author, I know you probably won't, but for the next just for fun could you try inserting Kaylen inside and anime called Akame ga kill. It would be the absolute best to read about what he would do if he was there. But its cool if you only stick to video games.
My response- Dude, you'd be surprised to know that this idea was already swimming around in my head. I'm a Huuuuuge anime fan and I would love to write a story with Kaylen in Akame ga Kill. But I'm gonna focus on the actual Dark Souls story, so I'm gonna write about two or three chapters of that before I jump back on the just for fun series.
So that's all that needs announcing, enjoy the story, bro's.
Warning: This contains horribly written sexual content. You have been warned.
It was a warm day. The same as it was every other day for her. For centuries, she has remained here at the very edge of Majula. Hoping that one day a worthy monarch would appear to take the throne. But many warriors had passed through this small township, never to be seen again once they traveled over the hill and into the forest along the way. With every warrior who passed her way, the woman found herself whispering a silent prayer.
"Please be the one..." the woman silently hoped
But with each warrior who failed to return, the woman slowly found herself losing hope, believing less and less that a true Monarch would ever appear. During the times of quite such as these, as she stared out at the violent waves of the sea, she would often reminisce about her time in Majula and for reasons she herself could not comprehend, feel very saddened. But these moments were small and fleeting, never remaining for more than a minute or two.
As she continued to watch the waves crash into the base of the cliff, the sounds of heavy footsteps could be heard approaching her from behind. Not hesitating for a single moment, the woman turned to face Majula's newest arrival.
Whoever he was, he walked with the confidence of a veteran warrior. The man was wearing a very rugged and worn set of heavy armor that, along with the twin longswords he wielded, were stained a deep red, no doubt from a kill he had made not to long ago. Other than the blood, the only thing that stood out about the warriors armor was the fur that lined the top of its shoulders and upper back. His face was hidden beneath the shadows of his somewhat oddly shaped helmet.
He walked forward until he was a far distance in front of the woman. As stared at her, the woman stood in slight anticipation of what the man might say.
"Um..hello, fair maiden." the warrior said
His words were less than what she expected, but still she spoke the same words she said to every warrior who passed this way.
"Bearer of the curse...Are you the next monarch?" the woman said "Or merely a pawn of fate?"
Even though she could not see his face, the woman could tell by the man body expression that he was confused by her words.
"I..am not sure what you speak of. But I would prefer it if you would refered to me by my name." the man said "There's no need to remind me of the affliction that I bear."
For anyone who had been here as long as she had, names were pointless and irrelevant. She knew that after he left here he would probably suffer the same fate as those before him, but since he would soon be leaving anyway, what harm would there be in calling him by name for their short interaction.
'Very well, then." the woman said "What is thy name?"
"My name is Anders." the man said "A pleasure to meet you, my lady."
"Anders. I will remain by your side." the woman said solemnly "Until this frail hope shat-
"Wait a moment. I'm actually not sure my name is really Anders. I doesn't really feel all that natural." the man said as he put a thumb to his chin. "Maybe it was Andrews? Or Adam? Ashford?"
The woman only looked on without saying a word.
"How sad. The poor man cannot even remember his name." the woman thought "This is only the beginning for him. Soon sorrow shall consume his entire being as his memory's begins to-"
"Heh, heh, you'll have to forgive me. Its seems that, due to my condition, my true name escapes me at the moment." the man said "So for now, how about we just say I'm Anders. My true name may come to me at a later date."
The woman was a bit surprised that the man, now known as Anders, was able to simply laugh off not knowing his own name. Though she did not let her surprise show upon her face, choosing instead to remain stoic and emotionless.
"Anders..take this with you. That it may ease your journey." the woman said as she reached out and handed the man a small porcelain flask filled with some glowing golden liquid.
"Thank you for your kindness." the Anders said as he accepted her gift. "But I'm afraid that I have nary a clue of where I should go from here."
"Anders..You must seek souls. Larger, more powerful souls." the woman said "Lest this land swallow you whole...as it has so many others."
She had these same words to many travelers before.
"Now armed with these words he will now turn around and hunt for the unknown." the woman thought "Never knowing the hell that waits to-"
"Well...that doesn't really help much." Anders said
"W-what?" the woman said to the mans somewhat straightforward reply.
"Well, I was hoping for something more, um... concrete, fair maiden." the man said, obviously trying not to be rude in any way.
For a few moments, the woman gave the Anders an odd look. The man immediately interpreted this to mean that he had somehow offended the nameless woman.
"B-but if you don't know, that's fine as well." the man said trying to fix his mistake. "I did not mean to sound ungrateful for our assistance or anything. Its quite the oppisite, I'm extremely grateful, I just-"
Ander's rambling was stopped when the woman, who now had a small smile on her face, raised her hand in the air, signaling him to stop. She then turned around and pointed to a tall narrow high rise directly behind her.
"The blue knight at the base of the tower offers sound advice to anyone willing to listen." the woman said "He may be able to offer you aid."
"T-Thank you." Anders said "I shall go speak to him immediately."
With that, Anders walked past the woman and headed up the trail that would lead him to the knight in question.
"Quite the odd fellow." the woman thought to herself.
As she continued to stand near the edge of the cliff, the woman unintentionally caught a few words that were spoken between the two men who were not to far away. She caught a few bits and pieces of the conversation.
"...hello...me...direction." a voice the woman could identify as Anders.
"...Beyond the bonfire...forest...great fort.."
The woman was expecting the conversation to end at this point, but was surprised to find that Anders apparently had other more direct questions. Though she still only caught a little of the conversation, it didn't take a genius to figure out who he was talking about.
"...know of...beautiful maiden...cliff..." Anders said
"...remove...your face...ask..." the warrior replied
As small blush creeped upon the woman's face as the mans words fully sunk in.
"He thinks..I'm beautiful?" the woman thought
Just as she finished the thought, Anders started to descends from the towers and was now walking down the trail towards her direction. The woman, with blush still visible upon her face, did her best to stay facing towards the open sea and avoid towards Anders face.
She heard his footsteps stop a good distance behind her.
"Um..I shall be taking my leave now, fair maiden." Anders said "I hope that we meet may again some time in the future."
With these words spoken, the woman could not help but feel a bit saddened.
As she hears Anders walk away from her and walk towards an unknown destination, the woman cast a sidelong glance at the mans back as he walked away. She felt as if she should say something to him. Some parting words that would convey that, for the short time the they talked to one another, she somewhat enjoyed his company.
"But what would be the point." the woman thought sadly. "Just like all the others, he will never be heard from again once he leaves here. Its probably for the best that we do not get to acquainted with one another."
Almost as if he heard the thought, Anders stopped in his tracks and shifted his gaze from side to side.
"Come on, man, its not that hard." Anders thought as he took a deep breath. "Just grow a pair and ask her."
Anders then turned around to face a very confused looking young woman. He then proceeded to remove his helmet and place it at his side, fully revealing his face to her. The woman felt her heart begin to race as he slowly began to approach her.
He was handsome, incredibly so. Dark hair falling across a light-skinned, pale face, with warm, dark brown eyes flashing through the haphazard strands. His jaw was firm and strong, and his nose long but slightly crooked, as if it was broken at some point and was never able to regain its original position. As he came closer, she could see that there was an odd lightness about his eyes that showed that behind his powerful and battled hardened features was a kind and caring soul. With all these things in mind, the woman could feel her face start to burn up letting her know that her face had taken on a rosy pink shade.
Once he was a few feet away, Anders spot in the most confident tone he could manage, which wasn't to convincing.
"Fair maiden, before I go, would you..do me the pleasure of telling me your name?" Anders said
"You wish to know my name?" the woman said a bit warily. She may have liked his company, but she was in no way blind to the vulgar thoughts of men. "Why?"
"Okay, Anders. This is the make or break moment." the man thought to himself "Lets try not to say anything too stupid."
"Well, it seems a bit silly to keep referring to you as "fair lady" and.." Anders said before he paused and swallowed softly. ".. I thought it would be nice if we could get to know one another."
The woman was once again caught off guard by this man. It wasn't the comment itself that surprised her, rather it was how genuinely honest he was being. Most men who wandered through Majula would try to approach her with much more lewd intentions, letting there eye's wander over her body or giving her a perverted smile. Some even attempted to get a little grabby.
But this man, at least on the outside, appeared to have no alterior motive other than to get to know her. Once she realized this, the woman did the only thing she could think to do in this situation. Without saying a single word, she quickly turned on her heel and resumed staring out at the open sea. As she turned her back on him, Anders did not feel and aggression or ill will towards her, but goes without saying that he was a more bit bummed about it.
"Well...at least I tried." Anders thought to himself as he turned round and proceeded to once again walk away.
He got no more than a few steps before a soft feminine voice broke through his saddened thoughts.
"Shanalotte." the woman said
At this, Anders stopped in his tracks and turned halfway around towards the womans direction.
"What did you say?" Anders asked trying to make sure that he heard correctly.
"You asked to know my name." the woman said without turning to face the man in the strange armor. "I-Its Shanalotte."
For a moment, Anders mind drew a blank at the situation unfolding before him. Why would she turn her back to him before telling him her name? After taking a few seconds to think it over in his head, Ander's came to a simple and surprising conclusion.
"By the gods, she's just as timid and shy about this as I am." Anders thought "Alright, so no I know her name, but its would probably be unwise to start a conversation now and overstay my welcome. I should just say a short goodbye and be on my way."
With his next course of action decided, Anders next were spoken in a friendly and poised tone.
"Shanalotte." Anders said "That's quite the pretty name."
"T-thank you." Shanalotte said as she tried to hide her reddening face beneath the hood of her cloak.
Seeing the effect his words had on her, a small smile crossed Anders lips as he spoke his next words.
"Well, I shall take my leave now, Shanalotte." Anders said "Heh, hopefully next time we see one another I'll be able to tell you whether or not my name is actually Anders."
The strange man known as Anders then proceeded to place his helmet back on his head and walk down a path that would eventually lead him to a large and open forest littered with hollows. Shanalotte once again found herself staring at his back as he walked around the corner and out of sight.
"Farewell, Anders." Shanalotte thought solemnly, knowing that no matter how interesting she found him, this would likely be the last time she would see his face.
Some time later...
Once again, Shanalotte stood alone at the edge of Majula, with nothing but her thoughts to keep her company. How long had it been this time? How long ha she waited for yet another warrior to appear before her?
"How long has it been since I've seen him?" she thought silently as a sudden gust of wind blew through her hair. "Well, I suppose it matters not. This was the only way it could have ended."
As she continued to watch the waves crash into the base of the cliff, the sounds of heavy footsteps could be heard approaching her from behind, signifying that another newcomer had arrived. Once again, Shanalotte turned around to face the newcomer and prepared to speak the same word she said to them all.
"Bearer of the curse...Are you the next-" the words were suddenly caught in her throat as her eye's were fixed on the person wearing armor that's shoulders were lined with fur.
"Hello, Shanalotte." the man said "Its good to see you again."
"A-Anders.." Shanalotte said "..You've returned?"
"Heh, heh, well, I thought I would be a good idea for me to take a small break and come see how you were faring up here." Anders said as he removed his helmet, once again showing her his handsome face.
"I-I'm fine." she said
"Glade to here it." Anders said "Its nice to see a friendly face every once and a while."
After those words were spoken, an awkward silence fell between the two. After all, they didn't really know each other that well yet for there to be any sort of deep conversation. That is until Shanalotte spotted a small golden fragment hanging from Ander's belt.
"Is that an Estus Shard you've found?" she asked curiously
Ander quickly grabbed the shard from his belt and held it in his hands for a moment.
"Is that what this is?" Anders asked "All I know is that it feels as if it has a very faint aura of power inside of it."
"Here, let me see that shard and your flask. So that I may help you to see light, to see hope..however faint it may be." Shanalotte said as she held out her hand to receive the shard.
Anders complied without a word and handed her the small shard. But once he reached around and grabbed his flask from his belt, he somehow lost his hold on the golden container, allowing it to fall on the grassy pasture at his feet.
Ander's quickly kneeled down to pick the flask up and, without thinking, Shanalotte did the same. Shanalotte's hand was the first to be placed upon the flask with Anders following suit and being placed on top of hers. What followed next was a small intimate moment between the two, as no sooner did their hands touch did they both decide to lookup and stare into the eye's of the other.
Neither one moved an inch, neither one knew what they should do next. It was completely coincidental when a strong gust of wind suddenly blew Shanalotte's hair sideways, giving Anders a clear view of her mismatched colored irises.
"Your eye's.." Anders said, snapping Shanalotte out of her trance.
Quickly, she stood up from her crouched position and hastily placed her hair back over her eye.
"You need not say anymore regarding my eye's, Anders." Shanalotte said
"But there so-"
"Strange, freakish, unnatural."
"Actually, I was going to say that they were kind've cute." Anders said with a smile as he grabbed his flask and stood on his feet.
To say that Shanalotte was surprised by his reaction would be a gross understatement. There had been more than a few men who would ogle her body to no end, but once they got a glimpse of her small deformity many of them would look at her as if she was some sort of misshapen freak. But this man says he..likes it?
"My eye's are not cute. They are a grotesque deformity." Shanalotte said as crossed her arms and turned her gaze away from him. She knew that he would deny this, but she wanted to hear him say it once more how much he liked her eye's. "It better that they stay hidden where no one can see them."
"You should not hide or be ashamed of who you are, Shanalotte. Besides.." Anders said as he walked closer until he was just on the edge of her personal space. Once he was close enough, Anders slowly reach his hand up and brushed away the hair hiding her one blue eye. "..I think it would be rather nice if I could gaze into your eye's when we see one another."
As his hand gently brushed past her face and he looked her in her both her eye's, Shanalotte's face took on a pinkish tint.
"V-very well, If truly wish it, I will not conceal my eye...b-but only when I'm with you and only if you can promise one thing."
"What would that be?" Anders asked curiously
"I want you to promise that you won't die, promise that you'll...that you'll continue to come here and see me." Shanalotte said
"Its a promise." Anders replied "No matter what happens, I will not allow myself to die."
After these words were spoken, a short silence fell between the two. But it did not feel awkward or uncomfortable, this time the silence seemed to be more pleasant, and comfortable.
"Well.." Anders said finally breaking there wordless conversation. "..I think I should be on my way now. Still plenty left for me to do. Until next time, Shanalotte."
"Until next time, Anders." Shanalotte said
With that Anders turned around and walked on a path that would take him through Majula and towards an old cathedral of a forgotten kingdom.
After that, everything in Majula took a pleasant turn for Shanalotte. Anders kept his promise to keep coming back to see her. Every couple of days he would appear with a small smile on his face as he greeted her. They would always find something interesting to do, whether it was talking about the adventure Anders had wen he was not travel or Shanalotte recalling the strangest people to ever pass through Majula, the two never seemed to tire of talking to one another.
But that was not all that was happening between the two. With each visit, the two grew closer and closer. Anders would often cast at Shanalotte's body, a gesture that did not go unnoticed by her and Shanalotte would sometimes tease Anders with seductive looks or, if she was feeling especially playful, placing herself in very provocative positions like leaning back on a tree with he hands behind her back and an alluring look in her eye's.
All of these playfulness and light teasing came to a head one day in Majula while Anders was away.
RUMBLE
"Odd." Shanalotte said as she gazed at the dark clouds that were now cast over the small township. "There has never been such weather in Majula."
PLIP
Shanalotte felt a cold wet sensation fall upon her shoulder. It took her less than a moment to realize what it was.
"Its going to rain. I should head for shelter, that articulate cat would surely offer me aid." Shanalotte thought. "No. Anders will be here soon, I should be here when he returns."
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In a matter of minutes, the rain had turned from a light drizzle to a pouring storm. Soaking Shanalotte from head to toe in freezing water.
"He'll be here. I just have to wait for him." Shanalotte thought as her body started to shiver from the cold.
After waiting for several minutes, Shanalotte's body was shaking uncontrollably, he cloths were clinging to her body and the rain didn't seem to be letting up. Not even wrapping her arms around herself helped to ease the cold. All the while she kept saying one thing to herself.
"He'll be here. He'll be here. He'll-"
"Shanalotte?" a voice said behind her, as footstep could be heard hurriedly approaching her from behind.
"A-A-Anders.." Shanalotte said, the cold making her stutter, as she turned to find that Anders armor much like her clothing, was soaked.
"Why haven't you taken refuge inside a building?" Anders asked in worried tone. "Your going to catch your death out here."
"H-had to W-wait.." was Shanalotte's simple reply
Hearing this Anders quickly wrapped his arms around her shivering form and spoke.
"Come on. I have the key to that large manor down the way." Anders said as he stated to guide her through the pouring rain. "We need to get inside."
It did not take long for the two to make their way through the rain and inside the large and empty building. Luckily there was already a fire going on inside, though it was low burning and would not help much with the cold. But it was better than nothing. Quickly, Anders placed Shanalotte in front of the low blazing flame.
"Stay here by the fire. I'll go see if there are any sheets that can be used." Anders said before he turned around a left the room.
Anders returned within minutes holding a large brown covering.
"Sorry, there appeared to be only one." Anders said, showing the covering to her in a presenting fashion. "Okay, you need get undressed."
"W-what did you say?" Shanalotte blushed at the sudden comment, not expecting Anders to act so perversely.
"Look, if you get into the sheets wearing that, all you'll do is drench it in water like your clothes." Anders explained "This rain won't let up any time soon and you need to warm up. So its either get undressed and under this sheet or freeze to death. Your choice."
Anders gave her a serious glare, hoping that she would accept hi words as the truth.
"V-Very well." Shanalotte said as she slowly took off her cloak and began to peel off her brown dress. That is, until she saw that Aders had removed his helmet and was in the process of removing his armor. "W-wait, what are y-you doing?"
"I'm getting undressed too. In this situation, sharing body heat is the best way for us to keep warm and it is best to do that when it is skin to skin contact, with nothing blocking the natural heat our bodies produce."
Shanalotte blushed madly as Ander's armor and trousers hit the floor revealing his muscular, battle scared upper body and his very well endowed lower body.
"A-are you sure this is the best way?" Shanalotte asked
"Yes." Anders replied "We have to do this."
Sensing that he was not lying, Shanalotte finished disrobing and laid out her clothing on the floor, quickly using her arms to hide her perky breast. Anders placed the sheet over both of their bodys and held her close with her back to his chest. She shuddered from the cold at first, then from the warmth his body provided.
Once the his heat enveloped her, Shanalotte couldn't stop herself from releasing a low alluring sigh. With her body wanting to feel even more of his warmth, Shanalotte snuggled even closer to him. It only took her a moment more to realize that some peculiar hardness was beginning to press up against her ass.
"Anders..what is that hardness that's pressing against me?" Shanalotte asked
"Um, that's nothing, Shanalotte." Anders said, not fooling her for a second.
"You wouldn't be thinking of taking advantage of the situation, would you, Anders?" she said as she nestled her body even closer to his, causing the hardness to become even firmer.
"Um, I'd never think of taking advantage of a woman in peril." Anders replied, wit his body betraying his words.
A short silence fell between the two, each one silently enjoying the feeling of the other.
"Anders.." Shanalotte said breaking the silence. "I'm going to ask you a question and I want you to answer me honestly."
"Okay." Anders said
She hesitated before continuing with her words.
"How do you feel about me...as a woman?"
Anders took a small breath before he said anything.
"Shanalotte...Your the most beautiful an interesting woman I've ever met. Your smart, funny and unique in everyway." Anders said honestly. "Any man would be lucky to be able to have you."
As she heard his words, Shanalotte a strong, pleasant feeling go through her heart. She didn't know what the feeling was, but she did know that she wanted more of it. So allowing her more carnal needs to guide her, she turned around, placed herself on top of him and kissed Anders, all the while grinding her hips against his erection.
Quickly understanding what was happening, Anders hands went from innocently holding Shanalotte to keep her warm, to exploring every part of her he could get his hands on. The first thig he grabbed was Shanalotte's plump and well shaped ass, fondling it gently at first, then squeezing each cheek in different ways, earning him different moans from Shanalotte during their kisses. As continued to grab her, Shanalotte could feel herself growing more an more aroused, loving every second of his touch. It was then that Anders got bold and began kissing across her neck, feeling and hearing Shanalotte moan as he did so, each kiss he placed on her neck she bucked her hips against his erection. He continued kissing her lower an lower until he decided to capture one of her nipples in his mouth an the other with his hand, gently rolling with his tongue and fingers. Shanalotte gasped and moaned at the attention he was giving to her body.
"I..I can't wait anymore, Anders." She moaned as she ground her wet lips against his hard erection, the feeling succeeding in making her want his cock even more.
Pulling him into one more passionate kiss, Shanalotte gently grabbed hold of his manhood and brought her hips up. Then setting her opening against the head of his penis, and slide herself down on him. She gasped loudly at his thickness and length as it slide deeper and deeper inside her body, introducing her to levels of ecstasy she never knew existed. After taking a short moment to enjoy the feeling they were giving one another, they began to rocking their hips against one another, clumsily at first, then building up to a rhythm, holding each other close, exchanging kisses to each other's lips and necks, hands freely roaming their bodies.
As this continued, Anders started rocking his hips faster than Shanalotte could keep up with, getting wilder and rougher with her. Shanalotte tightened her grip around his body, not wanting this feeling to ever stop. She wanted more of his touch, more of his kisses, more of him.
Anders had never felt anything like this in his entire life, Shanalotte's body was so warm, so inviting and so incredibly wet. Once he felt her walls clenching around, milking for his seed, he felt his load start to built. His hips started moving faster and pushing deeper inside her, each movement sending shockwaves of pleasure throughout her body. Shanalotte could feel him about to release inside of her. And she could do nothing, would do nothing to stop it, but encouraged it, by moving more and more.
"Oh god, Anders. I want it. I want all of your cum inside of me." Shanalotte had never said anything so dirty in all her life, but right now she couldn't care less.
And then they both let go. Anders first, the Shanalotte as she felt Anders flood her with his cum. With a satisfied slump, they both fell to the side breathing heavily. The sheet still covered their naked body, though the cold was no longer something they had to worry about. Ander reach his hand up and brushed a strand of hair away from Shanalotte's face to see both her eye's.
"That..was amazing." Shanalotte said with a smile.
"Heh.." Anders laughed, feeling a certain pride swell in his chest. "..Glad I could be of service."
Suddenly, Shanalotte release a small, tired yawn.
"Lets get some rest and hope the rain clears up." Shanalotte said before pulling herself closer to Anders and falling into a peaceful sleep. Her new lover quickly followed suit, allowing deep sleep to take him.
There's you lemon, my dear readers. Hope you guys enjoyed the ride. If you guys have a just for fun ideas, feel free to PM them to me.
Now, by order of Supreme Gamer, the leader of the Derp army, you are all hereby commanded to review this story.
P.S. Always remember, when life gives you lemons...make grape juice. Then sit back and watch as the world wonders how you did it.