Fire Emblem: Awakening. Loins Afire!

Persuasion: Male Reader.

Puddles splash and mud sinks between your toes as you angrily stomps through the camp. It's dark and raining, the cold makes you feel even more volatile, causing you to swear through chattering teeth. "I swear to the gods she's crossed a line this time!" you say to yourself as you spy her Plegian-made tent in the distance. There's a dim light of candles inside showing Tharja is home.

Your hands shiver as you toss aside the canvas. She's hunched over her desk but turns hearing you enter. She makes a surprised look and blushes, you stomp closer her to keep her from running. "O-oh my! [insert name]! What a pleasant surprise, what are you doing here in a storm?"

"Don't play dumb!" You say red in the face. "I've been like this all damn day and I know it's your doing! I'm!... I've been like this all day!" Tharja puts a slender long nail on her lips before asking "Been like what all day darling?" She swings her hips and leans back against her study desk. You blush and clench your teeth together, on one hand you feel mad enough to slap her (though it would be very wrong) yet on the other hand, you realize how bodacious her body looks in her mage outfit. "like....like... grrrr like this okay!?" You tear the front of your robes off and show your pants: An enormous throbbing lump in your pants causes Tharja to gasp loudly and shiver in delight "Oh. Joy, the hex worked better than I had hoped!" your suspicious were confirmed: Tharja must have laid a curse on you.... you want to be angrier, but her hip sway grew more and more pronounced with her pleasure, and it was too hypnotizing to think straight. She notices, and smiles devilishly, "hee hee hee hee, bet your wondering how I did that now? well, not even magic may be able to force love onto others, but I was able to find a very old spellbook in the market the other day. It had hexes to put on someone's blood to make it flow faster. Along with quite a few incantations for hormone adjustments..." You hardly listen, too dazed by a sudden realization: Tharja is beautiful. Her pale skin was flawless and complimented her long sleek black hair. her legs and hourglass hips were perfect, and she had those nice, inviting, healthy..... everything. She knows you're loving her body right now, and she licks her lips and smiles hungrily. You couldn't help but lick yours with the same reverence.

She cackles softly and wraps her hands around your neck, the feeling of her cold nimble fingers stand up every hair of your head. "Hee hee hee, I don't need to curse you to want me, I just needed to give your natural instincts a gentle nudge." She winks with her small distant eyes and tightens her grip on your neck. "I..... I...." you can't bring yourself to say anymore, your cheeks flush red as spider lilies and silence your objections. Then Tharja leans in close to your face and kisses ever gently on your neck. You gasp loudly as your eyes bulge in surprise, you want to stop her, but you can't; you're a servant to your instinctual desires, she keeps kissing you up and down the left side of you neck, moaning sharply in your ear. You bite your lip and moan back, causing her to bite and whisper "You're already mine." She puts your hand on her hips and bites at your Adam's Apple. you smile back, overcome with sexual tension, "mmmmm, how do you know you aren't mine?" You move your hand to her butt, causing her to moan and twitch in excitement, "I have a knack for tipping the scales in my favor."

Tharja laughs like a schoolgirl and kisses you on the lips, skipping straight to Frenching you. She surveys every inch of your mouth with her tongue as you feel a soft small hand tickle your chest. You shiver and French back, holding her tongue in yours. She whispers softly into your ear, begging you to take her. You lean her back on the desk and kiss her neck back, causing her to squirm and moan. Tharja wraps her legs around your waist forcing your concealed erection against her waist. She puts on hand of hers onto your face and with another, she undoes her bra, letting it slips to the floor. you hold onto them with both hands, feeling the warmth of young skin, every squeeze on them causes Thraja to moan loudly, "ahhhh! ahhh [Insert name] ohh it's just like I imagined!" She arches her head back in pleasure. You moan back and kiss her on the lips passionately, pinching her pink nipples between your thumb and pointer finger, causing loud high pitched giggles from Tharja's, apparently that tickled her delightfully. "mmmm, that's right my love, pleasurrrre me." she moans, "That I will." You answer back, kissing down to her chin, then her neck, then between her vibrant breast, she bites her lips and brushes on your hair as you make your trail of loving kisses down to her waist. She leans back so you can get a good view of her wet quivering womanhood. the sight causes you to gasp and lick your lips. You're still just a little reluctant, but her reassuring brush on the back of your head forces you onto it. You both moan at the same time as your lips meet the lips of her wet vagina. You feel your face turn redder, thrusting into her with your tongue, causing her to give out small moans from under her breath. Her juices flow into your mouth like a river as you lap at the inside like a thirsty animal. She moans your name as you massage her inner thighs. The long Frenches kisses inside of her are amazing. It's warm and damp, and every deep moan causes her walls to hug your tongue. You flick wildly inside of her and raise her legs above your head to get deeper in there. Thajra's nails dig into your hair and she squirms dramatically, biting her lips she moans loudly as she experiences a hot juicy orgasm. You lean back and lick your lips, panting heavily as you lean on the desk. She pants wildly too and cups a hand over her womanhood. She lifts the hand to her lips and licks at her own juices. "mmmm delicious my love." she says, licking slowly and sensually the oozing white fluid from her fingers. "Now it's my turn..." her gaze turns more sinister as she gets on her knees in front of you. She presses her perky pale breasts against your chest and kisses you, stealing more of her own orgasm from your tongue. Breaking the kiss, a hand of hers reaches for the lone candle on her desk. "Do you like the darkness?" She says devilishly, as she puts out the tiny flame.

It's nothing but black in front of you, no sound save for the soft patter of rain on canvas. Suddenly, a damp hand pushes on your chest, causing you to lose your balance and fall to the tent floor. Invisible hands unbutton your shirt and reveal your chest. There's a pair of soft loving lips on your heart, and a pair of hand clenching your pants. She's giggles "mheeheehee" as your Levin Sword springs out of your underwear. You close your eyes and take a deep breath as you feel another soft kiss on the tip. "I... I love this so much! Everything is a surprise" You moan out as you feel her thighs against yours, there's a pointer and middle finger on your bottom lip, followed by a sweet kiss. "oh [insert name] my love," she says in the dark, "here's come the best part." Tharja lays you flat down and claws at your chest like a black cat. Suddenly, there's a hot wet feeling covering your blade as her hands clench at you. There are familiar wet lips contracting around your hard sword. the walls of her vagina expand and contract around you as she breathes in sharp gasps. Her voice changes entirely into a soft high-pitch tone. She lifts herself back up slightly and squirms profusely, moaning in the dark along with you. She leans over onto your chest and puts her ear to your heart, making her move up and down on you, she kisses and nips at your heart while you moan happily. She makes muffled moans as she continues to bounce on your Levin Sword. There's a sudden bite on your neck and clenching on your sides as she orgasms on you again. "F-finish me Tharja, please." You say, answered in the dark by evil laughter and faster lifts and drops. You moan loudly as she laughs like a schoolgirl, until she climaxes a third time; "eheeheeheehee-ugh! aaaaaaahhhh..." You smirk in the darkness as you fill her womb with seed, she lets out overjoyed noises and giggles. Tharja leans back and slides off of your manhood. You gets on top of her and nuzzles your head on her heart, listening to yours and hers beat in unison.

"I love you [insert name] my love. I knew you'd be with me some day."

You smile warmly, letting the rhythmic beat of her heart lull you too sleep.

"Aw, how sweet. He's sleeping. Sleeping and... helpless." Her womanhood quivers one last time with pleasure, and she rubs on her stomach caringly. A smirk reaches her face.

"eheeheehee......"