Fire Emblems Lemons

Anarchist Adoration

Y/N was in a bind as he thought about the events. He was split between two very important, special women: Edelgard von Hresvelg and Rhea, the archbishop of the monastery. The latter is someone who had cared for him when had nowhere to go, someone Y/N could respect for saving him. Whilst the former was his house leader. A tough decision continuing to burden him as Y/N couldn't tell whether to stay with who had saved him, or pledge his loyalty to Edelgard, a great source of inspiration and who had become the Emperor of Adrestia.

"Still, who even thinks about something as crazy as starting a war?" Y/N told himself, the one part that Y/N couldn't wrap his head around. He got that it was for a good cause, yes. Crests did have their share of discrimination, but this felt too open and it was a bit unfair to only speak negatively of their impact.

The casting of a spell appeared behind Y/N, one he was too preoccupied to pay attention to. The lack of focus spelling his doom as Hubert appeared behind him, coming down with the strongest chop, the intense attack on his brain made it shake and scramble, with Y/N falling down like a doll that had its strings cut off.

"I fail to see why Lady Edelgard takes interest in someone like you, but it is not up to me to question her decision," Hubert explained to the unconscious Y/N, whether out of freedom to talk with no around or the principle to explain things in general.

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A feeling of glue came over his eyes as Y/N struggled to arouse them from the sleep it wanted, a groggy feeling spread all over his body as time was taken for him to adjust. By the time he did, there were several clear things: it wasn't the cold restraining his ankles and wrists; magic-infused restraints held him as Edelgard just stood there... menacingly.

But if only that was it. In such a tense situation, not even his dick could ignore everything as it should have been self-pumping to the sight. The pale skin of Edelgard revealed like a fresh, unfolded napkin. Ignoring whether she was pure as an unused napkin, more of her fabulous body spoke out to his senses. The gratitude of having sight truly coming to him as he admired her taut midriff, soft but not so flat it didn't show her toned abs. Her breasts didn't sag clothes like Manuela, defy gravity like Byleth's, or hold a large weight as was the case with Hilda. Instead, they were a fine, handful - both comfortable and not liable for struggle when it came to wearing armour.

His attention properly obtained as Edelgard accepted the analysis, her powerful thighs were the next thing Y/N took interest in as they clearly lacked the extra fat on others, carefully trimmed to combat purposes, but that difference is exactly what made him love it even more.

Only her ass hadn't been properly analyzed, but Y/N didn't think he could ask that. He was already detained on whatever charges were pushed onto him, so adding fuel to the fire on someone that could even defeat the great Ferdinand von Aegir (much to the latter's shame about a constant losing streak).

"It isn't my axe, but I take it you are enjoying it. More than your devotion to the Church of Seiros, I hope?" she said, that last bit sounding far more venomous and personal than just some 'hope'.

Then things got really whacky as she brought about two items, a sword and a shield. Not only was this not her standard equipment, the ornate design of it made it clear. They were some gifts that Rhea had given him, but Edelgard did not use them like a pirate who has just looted a victim.

No, she casted a spell that drew blood, a fatal amount at that, and let it crash down below. His cock now boiling and bulging, popping out like a hand having touched a scalding object. An axe being drawn out in front of Edelgard, who returned a heavy look at seeing it.

"It's... certainly special," Edelgard chose her words cautiously, making sure that she didn't spill out anything that could suggest losing the element of control. Her dancing back on display as even a novice like him could tell she knew how to work her moves.