Fire Emblems Lemons

Summer Shenanigans

"Man, a girls' only trip. I'm wishing that was me. I could show them how great Sylvain Jose Gautier is," the orange-haired, Casanova-thinking wannabe spoke aloud, publicly lamenting his depression at not surrounded by beauties in skimpy clothing.

"That's enough, Sylvain," Dedue spoke.

Dimitri shook his head. "Sylvain, please, have some restraint."

"Granny-seducing Gautier," Y/N chalked in, with Sylvain taking that extra personal, even though he doubled down on his statement that he was young and Ingrid's grandmother was gorgeous.

Sylvain clicked his teeth. "I can't take that sliding, but I don't know if I should be more offended that they aren't even allowing any boys to come. Couldn't they just be a tiny bit lenient?"

"I think it's more of a case of being more secure. Not that it matters, since I have no interest, but even I'd be better there and than you," Y/N said.

A grin on Sylvain's voice that had Dimitri and Dedue going pale, not bothering to diffuse the situation as that was all but impossible. "Alright, then. We'll bet test scores on it. If you get higher, you win. If you lose, you'll have to sneak on the trip."

"I-I don't think that's a good idea," Ashe commented.

Y/N smirked, tapping Ashe's shoulder multiple times. "It'll be fine. I'd win, simple. I actually do take the time to revise."

***

'Next question... see ya!' The tragic memory replaying all over in Y/N's head as he found himself in the very situation he swore he wouldn't find himself in. Fighting for his life, his heart beat ready to give him away as Y/N was cursing this fuck up. He had gotten the wrong test! Y/N didn't know how it happened, but it happened, so now he was actively screwed and close to being an enemy to all women the more he travelled with them.

The one relief was in the fact that Y/N hadn't been caught yet, having expected to be doomed straight from the start. He did keep a low profile, so the fact it was working was something he didn't complain against in the slightest.

Distractions all over him, lowering his fear as focus on the girls was enough to stimulate his arousal even in such a dire state. A curse that Y/N never forgave but continued to submit into with a crazed heat. Catherine had the most toned muscles, ticking a fetish and tempting Y/N to go and lick her toned abs. Both Hilda and Marianne had that strong chest game to make him act up, with Petra carrying a whole country between the plump, dumpy ass cheeks of hers.

"Why are you here?"

Doomsday came early as Y/N now had to survive with the fact that his cover was blown. 'It was fun while it lasted. Sothis, you might be dead, you might be inside my Professor, I don't even know. But think you can bless me just a bit here, would really appreciate it.'

"Ask Sylvain, that's all I can say," Y/N commented, ready to be speared all the same.

A light-hearted chuckle. "That does make sense. I trust you won't do anything, will you? Silly as it may seem to doubt you."

Y/N shook his head. "Trust me, I want to leave as soon as I can. For what its worth, thank you, Mercedes. I'll be sure to give you lavender or a goddess statuette," he told her, with Mercedes very accepting of his gift, apology, and the reason he was intruding on what was meant to be a girls' only trip. He couldn't imagine any of the other girls being as unbothered as Mercedes; Sothis forbid what someone like Hilda, Ingrid, or Lysithea might do.

Now that he was at the beach, he could have looked and drooled over the many girls. 'Nah, I'd survive,' he thought to himself, bolting off elsewhere and taking the time to hide. He just hoped that his current safety at the situation didn't make him go wild. 'And I already want to jerk off. Dude, I WANT TO JERK OFF! I WANT TO JERK OFF, FUCK! LOOK AT THIS!'