Matchmaking Spirit of the Somniel (Veyle/Alear from Fire Emblem Engage)

Veyle had difficulties adapting to life on the Somniel.

Though she had overcome the demon dwelling within, it did not free her of sin. She understood this well, and while many knew she was not in control and thus not to blame, she figured it was best to keep to herself most of the time anyway. Was she being a little too over-paranoid? She suspected as such, but it was hard not to think that way, especially after some rocky conversations with the Elusian princesses.

Besides, it wasn’t like she was completely alone. She had her brother to talk to, and whenever he was busy, there was a small little creature always delighted to see her. Sommie was someone Veyle strived to become, in the sense that the spirit got along with absolutely everyone no matter what.

Thus, the small grotto located to the south of the Somniel had become a favorite location for Veyle to visit. It was probably as secluded as one could get from the rest of the island, and it was here that she could truly relax, especially while being soothed by the purring of the spirit on her lap.

Of course, just being in an ideal location didn’t mean she was free of intrusive thoughts, though one that brought the brightest of blushes to her face wasn’t exactly the worst thing, she supposed. Veyle wasn’t thinking about righting the wrongs of her alter-ego today. Instead, her thoughts were on an entirely different topic that was hard to talk to anyone about… well, aside from Sommie, of course!

“What do you think, Sommie?” she asked the adorable little thing as it rolled around on her lap, trying to find the most delightful of sleeping positions. “Do you think it’s wrong for me to feel this way?”

Veyle understood that keeping her most secretive problems to herself wouldn’t resolve them, and while it wasn’t like the guardian spirit could resolve them for her, she knew just being able to talk to it would help. It mattered not that it couldn’t really communicate back. Just knowing somebody was listening was enough, and she knew it could understand what she was saying as well.

This current predicament she was facing involved her brother; that was why she hadn’t gone to him to vent. She’d talk to him… eventually, she liked to hope. There was a lot to think about at first though.

Veyle recalled the day they first met after a thousand years fondly.

Neither knew who the other was. One had completely lost their memory, while the other had been too young to recall the other’s face. Even so, she had felt some sort of connection towards them, as if she was subconsciously remembering who they were. Regardless, she wasn’t able to put two-and-two together at the time. If she had, well… this little issue she was facing would perhaps not exist, or maybe it would? She wasn’t sure.

They continued to bump into each other several times throughout Elyos, as if she had accidentally been following him the entire time, though considering what was really happening beneath the surface...

She shook her head. Today was not a day to think about that. She much preferred recalling how much the thumping of her heart had grown when they bandaged up an injured leg. She was naive in the ways of the world, but that didn’t mean she didn’t know what was happening to her. It didn’t scare her though… she liked it, even if she wasn’t convinced anything would come of it.

…and then, there was the incident at the ruins in Solm.

The person who had called her a friend… the person she wouldn’t have minded becoming more than friends with… he hated her! That disgusted look on his face… she did not like how she could recall it, even now. It filled her with so much dread, and-

Sommie purred loudly on her lap, momentarily snapping her out of those troubling thoughts. It was not a day she liked to recall, so she appreciated the distraction.

Everything was okay now though! It was important she didn’t forget that! She didn’t need to think about her troubled past-- not anymore! Everything worked out in the end. They learned what was happening to her. She learned he was her brother.

He died.

Twice.

She had never felt so alone. Alone. She hated feeling alone.

…but then it was okay! They were able to become friends again. They fought their father. They defeated their father. Her heart had been mended. Then it shattered again once she remembered. She hadn’t forgotten. The person she loved was her brother. The person she loved was her brothe-

“OW!”

Veyle gazed down with a winced look, shocked at what had just happened.

Sommie had bit her!

Sure, it was a little nibble and didn’t particularly hurt, but what?!

“S-Sommie…?!” she whimpered.

Sommie looked disappointed, and it didn’t take long for her to figure out why.

Veyle had gotten lost in her thoughts again and it had noticed, doing what it had to do to force her back to reality. It was a lot more observant that it looked, and though it could not speak, it would do anything to help those it cared for. It understood a little nibble was necessary to aid her, and that the pinch of pain from it was far preferable to what was happening within her volatile mind.

“I’m sorry,” she apologized, clearing the manifesting tears in her eyes before they could flow out. “I… I just don’t know what to do. I… I want to say something to him, but… what if he thinks… I’m a freak… or… a defect…?”

Sommie mumbled, making a noise that suggested it was in distress, but that state did not linger. Instead, it jumped up into Veyle’s arms, licking her face without warning.

Veyle couldn’t help but giggle at the sensation. It was very ticklish!

More importantly, she understood what the creature was trying to tell her.

“...you’re right. He wouldn’t think that,” she slightly smiled, placing the spirit back down onto the ground as she stood up. “Thank you, Sommie. I have a lot to think about.”

___

Whenever Alear needed some downtime, he liked to visit the grotto that Sommie called home. The guardian spirit tended to track him down and follow him throughout the Somniel, but he hadn’t seen it today. It wasn’t a concerning anomaly though; it just meant that Sommie was occupied with another individual who was giving it plenty of attention.

He stumbled into the small cave during the hour of sunset, noticing it fast asleep on the altar. Whoever was here had likely left recently, or perhaps Sommie had just decided to sleep throughout the entire day. He could relate to the desire to do something like that.

Alear needed some time to gather his thoughts and this was the perfect location to do so.

Life beyond the War against the Fell Dragon was proving to be more difficult than he initially anticipated. Many of the allies he had met did not visit the Somniel as frequently anymore, especially those who belonged to royal families or worked for them. He wasn’t too troubled by this, for he was always able to visit, and certainly, none would object to a visit from the Divine Dragon. Even so, he did miss how busy the Somniel once was.

It was an issue he often discussed with his stewards, and they were happy to give him reassurances about the situation while vowing to always be there for him. He appreciated their words, and while that did patch up that particular problem somewhat, there was another issue he refused to talk to them about.

Usually, in this kind of scenario, he would talk to Veyle… but this issue just so happened to revolve around her, so it would be awkward to bring it up in her presence.

That was the reason he decided to visit Sommie. Though he understood the adorable little thing couldn’t offer words in return, he knew it would do him some good to speak to somebody about this private problem.

Sommie awakened as he stepped inside, as if sensing his approach. It was as thrilled as ever to see its favorite individual, happily scooting on over, barking adorably. Alear sat down and allowed it to jump onto its lap, petting it while it relaxed.

“Hey, Sommie,” he spoke calmly. “I have a problem on my mind. Would you be alright listening to me talk?”

Sommie purred, something he interpreted as approval. He imagined Sommie didn’t mind being a listener if it was rewarded with lots of pets and good food in return. He had brought an apple from the orchard for this reason too, and naturally, it was thrilled to eat it up.

“This is a little embarrassing to admit,” he began, realizing he was already beginning to fidget. He was only talking to Sommie though, so he knew it would be okay! There was no chance it would judge him harshly for what he was about to say. “But, well… there’s this girl that I like, but I am not sure if I should confess to her.”

Alear was ready to elaborate further, but he was perplexed by the shocking look of interest on the guardian spirit’s face. Usually, it was content to just doze off on its lap while making an occasional acknowledging sound, so this was an interesting turn of events. Perhaps Sommie had a particular interest in people’s love lives? Maybe it could be more helpful than he thought.

Either way, he saw no reason not to continue. “I hope you won’t think I’m weird for this, Sommie, but…”

He paused, pondering if he was ready to admit the truth. His heart had chosen quite the complicated person to fall in love with!

Nonetheless, the worst that could happen was that Sommie would fall asleep. If that were to happen, he’d just find it funny.

“...it’s Veyle.”

He recalled the day they first met after a thousand years fondly.

Though he didn’t remember who she was, and she didn’t recall his face, there was undoubtedly some sort of spark. He hadn’t realized it at the time, but it was clear now that it was love at-

“OW!”

Alear gazed down with a winced look, shocked at what had just happened.

Sommie had bit him!

Sure, it was a little nibble and didn’t particularly hurt, but what?!

“S-Sommie…?!”

…was the little spirit appalled by his confession? The thought that even Sommie could actually judge him so harshly… that hurt more than the bite.

But as Sommie’s unusual tantrum continued, he wasn’t too sure if that was the case. The creature had hopped off his lap and was barking at him endlessly, but they were not aggressive sounds, but rather beckoning ones.

…and then, Sommie started to run.

Which was weird!

Alear stood up and chased after it, finding it unusual that he was the one doing the chasing for a change.

Sommie left the grotto and started heading up towards the plaza, stopping occasionally to sniff out the environment before resuming the run. Alear was surprised at how much of a struggle it was to keep up, as if determined to add even more elements to its unusual behavior, it had become uncharacteristically fast!

Seriously, what was going on?! Had someone fed Sommie something unusual? It wasn’t him, was it? That apple wasn’t accidentally rotten, right? Right?!

“Sommie, wait up!!” he called desperately to it, but its newfound speedster trait wasn’t something he could get used to.

Eventually, Sommie reached its destination, and Alear’s confusion grew even more once he realized who it was barking at now.

“...Sommie?” Veyle had been sitting on the stairs leading up to his room, seemingly minding her own business. The constant barking she was receiving didn’t distract her for too long, for the figure running towards them was noticed promptly. “H-Huh… brother? What’s going on?”

“I have…” he breathed heavily, completely worn out by the run. Since the war’s end, he had been slacking a bit with his training and exercise. Alfred would be disappointed! Was this Sommie’s unusual method of getting him to work out? In that case, why had it brought him to Veyle? “...no clue.”

Sommie glanced at both of them, the dots that were its eyes and its ordinary smile communicating a whole lot of… nothing.

Then, it started to climb up the stairs, understanding it needed to take advantage of their confusion-- hopping up these things took work for someone of its size!

“...should we follow?” Veyle pondered, both curious and concerned about what was happening.

Alear took a moment to reply, too occupied with figuring out what was going on.

He had confessed he was in love with Veyle to Sommie… and in response… it had taken him to her? Was it trying to tell him to do what he thought it was telling him to do…? Surely not! That would be ridiculous! There was no way. Nuh-uh.

“Brother?” Veyle called to him, noticing his silence.

“Y-Yeah! Sorry. Let’s follow,” he felt silly for stuttering, but at least she seemed more occupied with Sommie’s bizarre behavior than his. It wouldn’t be fun if she noticed why he was sweating so much.

The two siblings quickly followed it up the stairs, noticing it had stopped outside the entrance to Alear’s bedroom.

“Sommie…” Alear mumbled, still feeling a bit worn out. “What’s wrong? You can talk-- okay, you can’t talk to us, but surely, you can let us know what’s wrong… somehow?”

As usual, it responded through a series of barks, some directed to them, and the rest directed to the door.

“Maybe… it wants to sleep on your bed?” Veyle shared a theory.

Alear did not believe that was the case for one second. Even so, he saw no reason not to open the door. Maybe everything would somehow miraculously begin to make sense if he did that. Therefore, he did as Sommie desired, and watched as it eagerly dashed in.

At first, he believed Veyle’s hunch was right-- it indeed looked like it was dashing towards his bed, likely ready to take one amazing snooze.

…until it veered to the side and jumped onto his drawer-- the drawer that contained a very, very important item.

Sommie’s intentions were now clear… and he did not like where this was going.

Clearly, Sommie had a feeling everything would miraculously work out, and honestly, Alear couldn’t deny its confidence in the situation made him feel more confident too. The tiny troublemaker was far more observant than it looked, meaning it had likely picked up on some things he hadn’t.

But this was still quite a step to make, especially without any prior preparation. He was not mentally ready.

“Did you stash some food away in your drawer?” Veyle pondered, approaching the object as if to open and have a look.

“W-Wait, Veyle!” he called out to his sister, prompting an immediate stop. “Can… can I have a quick chat with Sommie, please? In private?”

Veyle found the plea a curious one, but she understood the appeal of a private conversation with Sommie. She returned to the entrance to the room, figuring that would be enough distance to allow him to speak in whispers.

Alear had never sighed with so much relief in his life! Satisfied he had regained his composure, he approached the troublemaker, staring at it with slanted eyes of suspicion. Not once did its usual expression break, however. It still smiled like always.

There was no doubt anymore. It believed he had a shot… but could he do it…?

He wanted to try. He really did.

Veyle wouldn’t think strangely of him for this. She just wouldn’t. At worst, she’d politely turn him down.

But she’d understand. She’d understand why he was feeling this way.

…so it would be okay.

It wouldn’t hurt to make certain this decision was a sound one though, and who better to ask than his most personal confidant?

Alear struggled to maintain eye contact for a moment, fidgeting with his mouth as he tried to articulate what he should say to Sommie. In the end, he was able to summon forth the courage he needed to ask an important question. “...do you think… I should?”

Sommie nodded. Without hesitation.

“...alright… I will…” he spoke quietly, not sounding too courageous, but he had made the vow. If he couldn’t go through with it, Sommie would know, and then he’d bite him again. He’d deserve it this time though! Speaking of which… “...you’re not watching though.”

The mischievous one barked in approval, hopping down to the floor and dashing out of the room with impressive speed, leaving Alear and Veyle on their own.

“...what did you say to him, Alear?”

Veyle was all sorts of curious, but she was also a little worried. Sommie knew one of her biggest secrets, after all. She didn’t suspect any foul play when it brought Alear to her though-- it would have only done that if it knew her brother liked her… like that… and there was absolutely no way that was happening! The most likely scenario was that it was bored, or maybe figured they were getting out of shape. It had to be one of those. There was no way it was… that! No way!

But what if it was?

…no, it wasn’t. She wasn’t going to get her hopes up. Nuh-uh.

“Veyle,” Alear called out to her, jolting her slightly as she was forced from her thoughts. “Could we… talk? There’s… something I want to say to you.”

“O-Of course,” she stuttered, a little conscious of the slight warmth growing in her cheeks. He wanted a private conversation with her, too? Could that mean…?

Nope. Nah. Nuh-uh. Not getting hopes up!

She slapped her cheeks mentally, hoping to stop any more silly thoughts.

Alear sat down on his bed, letting out a long sigh. Veyle saw this as a cue to sit with him. It sounded like something was distressing him and he wished to talk about it. It was a relatable feeling, though there was obviously no chance they were thinking the same thoughts.

“I…” he mumbled, gazing at her momentarily, though he found it hard to keep his eyes locked on hers.

It was a miracle she even noticed, for she was suffering from the same issue. She couldn’t help but get her hopes up again! It just felt too good to be optimistic! Usually, she was able to hold back just enough to have a comprehensive conversation with him! How was she going to give good advice if she couldn’t control the fluttering of her heart?! It was frustrating!

Alear had a feeling Veyle was a little distracted, but it was understandable! She had been doing her own thing and he had essentially dragged her here because of Sommie’s antics. She was likely dealing with her own problems and it likely wouldn’t do her any good if he confessed now… unless she was thinking about something similar…? Sommie had hinted that Veyle might possibly feel the same, but he knew it would be heartbreaking to get his hopes up. He had to account for the guardian spirit meaning well… but also being incorrect.

The two sat in silence.

For a while.

Well, it was only about a minute or two… but it felt like an eternity,

Veyle was the one to break that silence in the end. “Uhm,... y-you said you wanted to talk about something, r-right?”

She had been so occupied with her thoughts that she had forgotten! It certainly hadn’t helped that he had been quiet too… but maybe he was waiting for her to say something and she had stupidly missed a cue!

“Uh… yeah, I do…” he responded a little timidly, the rapid beating of his heart doubtlessly contributing to his dampened voice. “I-It’s just… difficult to say…”

Veyle understood that feeling. She understood that feeling very well.

“If it helps…” she began. “I, too, have something I wish to say to you… but it is difficult as well.”

She knew he wouldn’t ask her to elaborate, but it would be enough to help him speak up about his problem… probably…

“You… do?” he sounded surprised, but as she suspected, he didn’t inquire anything further. She could tell she had tickled his curiosity though.

Veyle started to wonder if she should just… say it.

It sounded like what he had to say was embarrassing too! This way, they’d both feel silly, and even if she didn’t receive the response she truly wanted, they could at least laugh it off! He wouldn’t think she was strange for feeling this way. At worst, he’d just politely turn her down!

…hopefully.

“I have an idea,” Alear spoke a bit more confidently. What he had to say was difficult, but if she was feeling the same way, then perhaps this recommendation would help soften the blow.. “...maybe we could both say what we are thinking… at the same time?”

“At the same time?” Veyle sounded interested, though cautious.

“Yeah,” he nodded. “If it’s difficult for both of us to say, then… it would be easier if we both said what we were thinking simultaneously. What do you think?”

Veyle was starting to warm up to the idea. She… liked it! She liked it a lot!

Now, was she mentally prepared for what she was about to say? Absolutely not.

But was he? Unquestionably not either!

So it was okay.

They were both going to make a fool out of themselves. She just hoped her declaration wouldn’t overshadow what he was about to say! There was always a chance he had just accidentally eaten some spicy food she had been saving!

“...let’s do that,” she spoke quietly, a little shy about the idea… but it was worth it in her eyes. “Shall we… count down from 3?”

“...yeah, let’s,” he agreed.

They both swallowed hard. They had to be in sync for this, so it was imperative they didn’t allow their beating hearts to ruin their concentration.

“3…”

He couldn’t believe he was about to say this.

She couldn’t believe she was about to say this.

“2…”

But it was okay. She’d just laugh it off at worst.

But it was okay. He’d just laugh it off at worst.

“1…”

At least, they’d be able to get it off their chest.

“I love you.”

…

…

…

Alear and Veyle stared at each other for a few seconds.

They were processing both what they had said, and what they had heard, and also why it all sounded like it blurred together, somehow…?

Had they imagined hearing the other saying those three words that had been echoing throughout their mind for the last few minutes?

Surely. There was no way. Nuh-uh.

But…

What if…

“Wait.”

The same sensation again! They were hearing what they were saying!

Which meant… they had spoken simultaneously.

Again.

…right?

“Sorry!”

Again!

“Y-You f-first,” Veyle quickly spoke again, caring not for her stuttering. She wasn’t sure if her heart could handle more concurrent speech.

“N-No, it’s f-fine,” he refused, shaking his head. “Y-You can speak first…”

Silence reigned once more.

For how long? Neither knew. It felt like an eternity though.

Veyle was the one to break it again. This time, however, it was not through any words, but rather through an adorable snob and a sniff.

Alear had placed a finger below her eye, gently rubbing away a tear forming in it. He had done so completely instinctively, but upon realizing, he did not pull back.

“B-Brother…” she cried softly, her voice tainted by emotion, but she didn’t care. She didn’t care at all! Not while she was experiencing the complete opposite of what she expected to feel! She was anticipating despair… not hope! “D-Did I hear… what I think I just heard?”

“I-I could say the same,” he was a bit better at keeping his composure, but his voice was shaky nonetheless. “But… yes… I think you did hear correctly… and I think I did too.”

There was no way.

Surely?

Both Alear and Veyle bit down on their lips.

Veyle responded, her voice unable to decide whether or not it was excited or scared. “Do you… mean it… that way?”

She did not like asking that question, but it had to be asked.

“I do,” he was never going to lie to her. “And you too, right? We… wouldn’t both be on the verge of tears right now, I think.”

The lighthearted response caused her to chuckle, and though that too was stained by her emotional state, she didn’t mind. Veyle gently grabbed the hand close to her, placing it firmly on her cheek, basking in its warmth.

“...I was so scared…” she confessed. “You… would think I was weird.”

Alear noticed how much she was quivering and did what he could to calm her, gently placing his other hand on one of hers. The affection did the trick, slowly but surely soothing her.

“I think you and I… think very similarly,” he chuckled again, prompting a beautiful giggle from the girl he loved more than anybody.

Neither could believe it.

This felt like a dream.

They suspected the other was thinking the same too.

…which also meant they were thinking about something else too. How else could they interpret the fidgety lips?

Neither Alear nor Veyle spoke their desires as they simultaneously leaned in, their lips intersecting for the first of many times.

Their first kiss was gentle and timid, but it caused unbelievable warmth to radiate throughout their bodies, dampening their anxiety to manageable levels. Of course, their nerves couldn’t be eradicated entirely, but it had been lowered to a point where they could now acknowledge and embrace the truth.

They loved each other.

They had always loved each other-- even after learning about their heritage.

Both pairs of eyes were slanted when the embrace came to its natural conclusion, though it wasn’t long before they were laughing with joy at what they had done.

“...brother… can we… do that again?” she asked excitedly.

“Of course,” he answered swiftly. “I was actually about to ask the same thing.”

The next kiss was initiated a lot faster, though it retained the calmness of the first. A single smooch was not enough for them to truly understand how delightful it felt to kiss the one they loved. When lips separated, it wasn’t long before they rejoined, leading to a third embrace.

…and a fourth, and a fifth, and a sixth…

Each one was a little greedier than the last, all thanks to urges they had been suppressing awakening with a vengeance. Both understood this well, but didn’t mind one bit. It was rather convenient that they were alone in a bedroom! It was also rather convenient that the Somniel was mostly empty, severely reducing the odds of interruption. The chances were so low that it was essentially a non-factor. They soon stopped thinking about it while they continued to kiss and kiss. Some smooches were quick and to the point. Others were slow and passionate. Some were somewhere in between.

Eventually, they lost count.

They didn’t even know how much time had passed since the first kiss.

All they knew was that they were feeling amazing, and that each kiss was naturally getting thirstier and thirstier. Tongues were beginning to come into play, and it was Veyle who made that greedy first move, dashing hers against his lips and begging for entry. Alear compiled without hesitation, letting her in, but he wasn’t going to let her go wild without a fight. He was able to turn the tables rather hastily, letting his tongue taste her mouth too as they playfully clashed.

Their draconic heritage provided them with the endurance they needed to go at it for a while, so that was exactly what they did. They weren’t immune from its effects, however. All good things had to come to an end, but they were confident even greater things were on the horizon.

“A-Alear…” she breathed heavily, her voice more broken than it was during their moment of confession. “That was… amazing…”

“You stole my words,” he chuckled, his lungs just as depleted.

Veyle rested her head on his shoulder, and in response, her brother brought her into a hug. She was happy to be within this especially cozy embrace for a while, but as she recuperated, her desire to be a little naughty again increased too.

When his beloved little sister looked up at him so lovingly… and lustfully… he knew what she was thinking before she even said it. “Alear… I want to do… more…”

“Veyle…” he was still disorientated by how divine her broken voice sounded. “I want more too…”

“Then… let’s…”

For a moment, both contemplated whether or not they were going too fast, but both reached the same conclusion simultaneously.

They had waited so long to be together again, and frankly, they didn’t feel like playing the waiting game any longer.

Veyle initiated with another kiss, demonstrating she was more aligned with her draconic blood than he was. The peck was fleeting, as she wasted no time in trailing her lips downwards, sending shivers down his spine once she reached his neck. Alas, her journey was short-lived, for there was an obstacle in her way… clothes!

“Take them off…” she begged him. “Please…”

“I will,” he was happy to do so, but… “Only if you take yours off too.”

The notion startled her a little, but she did nod. Her momentary concern was from nerves related to whether he’d actually like her body or not. She was a small girl and nowhere near as busty as some of the others in the army… but those contemplations were soon thrown out of her mind once she remembered an important fact.

He loved her.

He’d love her body too, no matter what it looked like, and she’d love his body all the same!

The duo discarded their clothes together, working their way out of their casual attires at a gradual pace. Neither hesitated as they revealed more and more to the other. If anything, they were excited! They wanted their partner to see all they had to offer, and that included all their imperfections too.

Veyle giggled, shivering a little once she was fully nude. “It’s cold.”

He was feeling quite similarly. “We have a bed.”

“That we do.”

The two were ready to jump into it, but they both wished to observe the other first.

Alear adored what he was seeing. She was small… but he liked small. She wasn’t completely flat either, and he already had a feeling he’d enjoy playing with what she had, worshipping them as they deserved to be. He was pleasantly surprised to see that she was a bit curvier than he initially believed, and he greatly enjoyed seeing how luscious her legs looked. What didn’t shock him was that she was soaking wet.

All in all, he already knew what word to describe her as-- beautiful!

Veyle adored what she was seeing. He was muscular, and she liked that-- a lot! He was also… quite large down there! It took her a lot of concentration not to stare so much, allowing her to appreciate the finer details of his figure. For example, she was quite a fan of the number of scars he had! The battle-hardened look suited him well, and she was curious if they were sensitive, and if he wouldn’t mind her touching them. Had she mentioned that he was quite large? Because he was!

All in all, she already knew what word to describe him as-- handsome!

“...what now?” Veyle was… a little unsure!

“I wouldn’t mind you continuing what you were doing,” he suggested. “Though I also wouldn’t mind you skipping to the end…”

That meant he wanted her to… oh!

Yes, please!

Her initial plan was to trail her kisses down his body until she reached between his legs. She still wanted to do that, but she couldn’t deny she was greatly enchanted by his size! The scar kissing could always come later, anyway!

She then shivered-- she had forgotten about the temperature! She didn’t blame herself though-- she had been warmed up by seeing him, and by him seeing her.

“In your bed, please,” she giggled.

Alear chuckled, having forgotten the chill as well. Who could blame him? He had the most gorgeous girl naked right in front of him! He slipped into bed first, raising the covers so she could easily snuggle in with him. The heat she felt underneath the covers made her contemplate whether or not it was best to cuddle for a bit so they could properly warm up… but she quickly changed her mind after feeling how hard his dick felt against her body.

Veyle shuffled downwards, observing that Alear had kept the covers raised. He wanted to watch her! It made her feel a tad nervous, but it also excited her!

She couldn’t believe she was so close to his cock! It was throbbing so much, begging for her to start sucking on it, but she knew she had to take this slowly! This was her first time doing this, and had she mentioned he was massive?! Because he was!!

Since she had acquainted herself with what kissing was like, she started with that, planting a shy one on his tip. The different kind of shiver he experienced prompted her to do another, and then another, and then another…

It was not long before she was smooching his shaft all over, making sure wet patches of saliva covered him from the top to the base. She integrated plenty of licks into the mix too, loving how he tasted, and adoring the scent even more. She already thought she had reached the peak of arousal, but she was discovering that limits could be broken rather easily.

It reached a point where she decided to reach even lower, slobbering all over his balls while she jerked him off with her hand that looked so tiny in comparison to his dick! She listened closely to the sounds he was making, finding even further motivation in his moans. He was feeling so good, and she had yet to take it into her mouth!

…and honestly, it was about time she did just that! Veyle already understood there was no way she could take it all in, but she also knew it wasn’t necessary right now. Eventually, her skills would improve, and she’d be able deepthroat her big brother every single day…

That thought made her want to abandon the blowjob and force it inside her pussy right there and then, but she hadn’t forgotten he had specifically asked for this.

Veyle opened her mouth and lowered her head, taking in her brother’s cock for the first time. His mass immediately felt overwhelming, but she was able to take in his head without any issues. She even snuck in an extra inch or two for good measure! It was only then that she felt her gag reflex, but she was satisfied with the amount, so she didn’t let her current limits break her resolve.

“That feels so good, Veyle…” Alear was satisfied too. He was in love with how it felt inside her hot mouth, and also how it looked too! His adorable little sister was starting to suck him off so passionately! He was surprised she was doing it so well! Had she researched ahead of time?

“Mmm…” she hummed approvingly, bobbing her head up and down at a respectful pace. She made sure to always keep him well-lubricated with her saliva as she sucked, understanding it would enhance his bliss. Just because this was her first cocksucking didn’t mean she didn’t know what she was doing! She had read many fascinating books through Elyos…

Those novels really didn’t sell how lewd this would make her feel though! She loved this… so much! She had imagined this scenario many times while alone at night, but she had always figured it would just be a fantasy. This, however, was better than any fantasy.

“Keep going, Veyle…” Alear was starting to sound especially out of breath. “I’m close…”

Already?!

She was amazed! Was she doing that good of a job?!

It did mean she’d have to stop sucking his dick soon… but that was okay.

Veyle temporarily released his cock, gazing up at her lover in awe, dribble falling down her chin. “I want you to cum inside my mouth, big brother… I want to taste it…”

She did not wait for his response. Instead, she greedily gobbled it all up again, sucking faster than ever before. She couldn’t believe she was able to say such a thing let alone suck him so passionately without feeling any nerves. At some point, it had vanished, replaced by an unrivaled abundance of lust. It made her feel so lewd, especially knowing he was watching her every step of the way! The view was probably surreal!

Alear would indeed use that word to describe the scene, and many others. It looked heavenly. It looked unreal. It looked beautiful!

He would have pondered whether or not this was a dream if it wasn’t for how real this pleasure felt. Veyle was an amazing cocksucker, tickling so many of his sensitive spots all at once. She was even making sure to use her hands to keep his lower half and balls occupied, amplifying his pleasure. Was she even aware she was using them? He liked to think not, for the notion that she had completely lost herself to lust… it was so hot.

It was also very relatable. He had to resist urges to force more of his dick inside her, but he knew it wouldn’t do her any good.

But in the future? Perhaps he would! Perhaps she’d encourage it…

Alear couldn’t think about anything more though; that familiar feeling was beginning to show itself, and he could not wait to fill up his little sister’s sexy mouth.

“Veyle… I’m…!”

“Mmm!!”

The first rope of cum shot into her mouth within seconds, its heat startling her, but she was determined to keep it together. She swallowed everything instinctively, relishing in the taste as so much semen poured into her mouth. It was a little bit more than she could handle, but she didn’t mind, for he would undeniably enjoy the view of his seed seeping out of his little sister’s mouth.

Alear felt his orgasm fading just as it looked like Veyle was about to be overwhelmed. His little sister, however, proved she was stronger than she appeared by refusing to grant him an opportunity to breathe. Instead, she started to suck him off again, sending tingling sensations throughout his body as his sensitive post-climax shaft was treated to some immense after-treatment.

When Veyle stopped, he couldn’t even process it. He couldn’t process anything! He felt incredible, and his little sister could tell.

“I think I did a good job,” she giggled, smooching his member teasingly one last time.

“You did,” he agreed, figuring she deserved to be a little smug. “You… really did. Wow.”

“I swallowed it all too,” she continued, sitting up and crossing her legs. Her body wavered from side to side as she did this, and not once did her smile fade. She was so proud! “I’m really happy, Alear!”

“I am too,” he smiled back, adoring how cute and sexy she looked. She was the perfect middle-ground between the two. Scratch that-- she was perfect in general! That was the best word to describe her. “But you want more, don’t you?”

Veyle brought her hand to her chin and looked at him with a smirk. “You can tell?”

“Mmmhmm,” he nodded. “The fidgeting gives it away.”

“Well then…” she giggled endlessly, riding this high for as long as it would persist. “...shall we?”

“Lay down,” he suggested the position, and she complied without hesitation, laying down with him.

He sat up, looking down lovingly at her gorgeous body. As if to entice him even further, she spread her legs, revealing her soaked snatch.

It was baffling that they were such nervous wrecks earlier! Now, they were both filled to the brim with confidence. Was it their arousal doing that? The love they felt for one another? He didn’t know, nor did he really want to theorize-- not whilst his little sister was patiently waiting for him to take her.

Alear positioned himself in front of her, the sight of her beautiful figure and eager expression enough to reinvigorate him. He could already tell this was going to be a tight fit… which was as exciting as it was worrying. He knew this was going to hurt her, but the size difference here was going to make that agony even worse. He didn’t-

“I’ll be okay, big brother,” she spoke to him, having already figured out his apprehension from his face. “I know you won’t be hurting me more than you need to… and besides, I’m strong too! I can handle it. I will handle it.”

Her courage in the face of inevitable pain eradicated his worries once and for all.

Alear slid his manhood up against her drenched entrance, pausing momentarily when he saw her wince, but he refused to let that deter him. He started to push, watching his head slip inside without much trouble

Veyle grumbled in pain, not used to her insides getting stretched so much, but she stayed true to her word and endured. She watched as her brother’s cock sunk deeper into her pussy, tickling some sensitive spots that she had resisted rubbing. She was very glad she had held back, for finally feeling pressure against those areas brought forth astonishing pleasure, something that aided her in combating the growing pain.

In the end, she was successful in keeping it together as Alear reached the entrance to her womb. Miraculously, he was just about able to fit everything inside her, making them both wonder if this was a sign they were built for one another. They knew it was pure coincidence, of course, but the notion was a pleasing none nevertheless.

“Aleeeaaarrrr…” Veyle cried out, raising her arms and beckoning him to embrace her. She was still confident she could handle everything, but feeling his body against hers would definitely make the process either.

Her big brother was happy to embrace her, keeping his cock firmly sealed inside even as he gradually fell on top of her, letting her wrap her arms and legs around him. The weight against his back meant he had no choice but to stay inside her. He didn’t mind though; she was absurdly tight, and he appreciated an opportunity to get used to her compactness.

“I love youuuuuu…” she whispered into his ear, kissing him on the cheek.

“I love you too, Veyle,” he did not hesitate to reciprocate. “...how are you feeling?”

Veyle hummed in response. “It is… intense… but it is also nice. I can feel your warmth… and that makes me so happy…”

They had gone through so much, but they had survived, and now, they were being rewarded for their hard work. This was where they wanted to be-- safe within the comfort of the other’s arms.

He wasn’t going anywhere. She would never have to worry about losing him again.

She was going to live a life of happiness. He would make sure she’d never feel lonely ever again.

“...Alear…” she spoke softly. “I’m ready…”

He nodded, kissing her cheek to return the favor. She giggled cheerfully in return, gazing at him with so much love in her eyes. Lust was there too, of course, but this was a situation where love prevailed above all else.

This position, while wonderful, did make it difficult to move. Even so, Alear wasn’t going to back down from the challenge, especially as his ears would have front-seat tickets to the beautiful sounds she’d inevitably make.

Alear rested his hands on the bed, using them to support his movements as he started to thrust. Since there was plenty to adapt to, his motions were minimal at first, but this helped Veyle adjust as well. She hummed as all her sensitive walls were stimulated, generating further pleasure that helped to mitigate the lingering ache from her virginity being taken.

“Mmm…” Veyle cooed, her nails beginning to dig into her brother’s back subconsciously. He could feel the pinches, but they did not bother him. He quite liked that she felt the need to hold onto him so strongly, actually! “It feels nice…”

Encouraged by her positive response, Alear put more energy into his movements, fucking her at an agile pace that he didn’t believe would deplete his stamina anytime soon. Veyle was adapting well to a cock being inside her far swifter than he anticipated. He felt a little bad about it since it meant he had been unknowingly holding back, but he could make up for his mistake by accelerating dramatically.

“O-Oh!” Veyle yelped, his last thrust rubbing her in just the right way. “That’s it… ahhhh… it feels so good, brother…!!”

Alear loved it when she called him that. Their relationship was full of love, but he couldn’t deny there was a certain kick to how forbidden it felt. Sure, he doubted anybody would protest due to his status as the Divine Dragon… but that didn’t mean it wasn’t fun!

It made him wonder if anyone else had figured out who he was in love with.

Well, it ultimately didn’t matter-- Veyle’s volume was going to alert his fellow stewards of their relationship soon enough. Her cries were tepid to begin with, but as he had built up his speed, the intensity of her joyful moans had gone up with it.

“Faster…”

Alear couldn’t help but grin at her demands. Veyle had demonstrated a level of greediness when it came to intimacy with that earlier blowjob… so it wasn’t surprising to see that extend to actual sex.

“Please… faster…!”

But goodness, she was especially greedy right now.

Alear was going to give her what she wanted though. She was his adorable little sister. He wouldn’t be a good big brother if he didn’t dote on her!

Veyle’s moans started to resemble screams as her brother rapidly quickened his pace. She could feel so many sensitive areas getting stimulated all at once, driving her to the point of madness. If anything was going to bring her over the edge, it would be the constant cervix-bashing she was receiving. It had hurt a little at first, but now it was the origin of the greatest, most incomprehensible bursts of bliss!.

It was amazing! She couldn’t get enough of it! It felt so, so good, and just knowing the one responsible was the man she loved more than any other? It made her heart thump so much! She was honestly little afraid she’d run out of words to describe how good she felt! The difficulty was probably because her mind was turning into mush though…

By this point, Alear was completely pounding her. This was exhausting his body tremendously, but the sound of his sister’s moans and how humid she felt around his cock constantly rejuvenated him. Her nails were digging in deeper, but he knew by this point that the stronger her grasp, the better she was feeling.

His objective right now was to make his sister’s first time as magical as it could be. Therefore, he gathered every last ounce of energy he had into accelerating ever so slightly more.

The sloppy yet serene sounds of sex were now on par with her screams. It was a miracle someone hadn’t opened the door to investigate, but he was grateful for a lack of interference. He wanted nothing to distract him from fucking her! The trance he was in was sublime.

“Aleeeaaarrr… brrooootheerr…” Veyle cried out. “I… I want you… you to…”

He knew what she was about to say. He already knew.

…and he couldn’t wait for her to say it!

“I… want you to… you to… cummmm… inssshiiiideeee meeeee!!!”

Veyle had lost to love and lust, and a creampie would satisfy both feelings wonderfully.

He knew there was risk to doing that… but it was one he was willing to take. Besides, the worst outcome wasn’t bad at all. She would make an amazing mother, and he would try his hardest to be an amazing father.

“V-Veyle…!”

“Cum!! Cummmmm!!!”

Her desperation brought him over the edge. She wanted it. She wanted it badly. Alear forced himself in as deep as he could one final time, letting out everything as he experienced the utmost tranquility. The warmth of his seed triggered her own climax, tightening her insides while he came, making sure every last drop was safely let out into her womb.

Alear resisted every urge to collapse onto his little sister. He just about managed to back away, pulling out and marveling at how much semen was leaking out of her. Veyle was exhausted, but she was just about able to stay awake.

That was good, for he had something to give her.

He reached into the drawer by his bed, pulling out the singular object that called it home. It was officially moving.

“Veyle,” he called out to her, causing her to mumble. “I have something for you.”

That piqued her attention enough to sit up, and when she saw what was in his hand, her eyes widened.

“That’s…!”

“I was thinking I would give this to you before we did any of… well, that,” he laughed. “But I want you to have it, nevertheless.”

Veyle carefully grabbed the object, staring at it in awe. “The Pact Ring… this is for me?”

“Of course, Veyle,” he smiled warmly at her. “You’re the person most precious to me. It’s yours.”

For a moment, his little sister looked as if she was contemplating whether or not to accept. He wasn’t worried about that though; the atmosphere had certainly settled down and her mind was probably a bit of a mess, but he knew without a doubt that the love they had for each other was real.

He then realized why she hadn’t responded yet.

She was crying.

“I accept,” she smiled her biggest smile. “I accept-- a thousand times! It’s a shame though-- I was planning to give you something myself! It would have been nice to give it to you in exchange.”

Alear comforted her by patting her head. “Whatever it is, I will accept it when it is ready.”

He watched as Veyle placed the ring on her finger, marveling at it with a glimmer in her eyes.

“...I love you, Alear.”

“I love you too, Veyle.”

Both Alear and Veyle would remember this day for the rest of their lives… and to think, they had Sommie to thank for it! They’d have to reward it with plenty of pats and cuddles the next time they saw him.

“...hey,” Veyle called out to him quietly.

“Hmm?”

“...c-could we… do it again?”

“Of course.”

___

“...uhm… why are you blocking the way?”

Clanne had heard noises. Strange noises. All coming from the Divine Dragon’s room!

Naturally, he had headed up to investigate, suspecting the Divine One was in trouble.

What greeted him at the entrance was most unexpected.

Sommie was blocking the route… and for some reason, wearing a pair of sunglasses… which admittedly did look rather cool on it, but that was beside the point!

…and every time Clanne approached, it would bark at him, halting his approach.

Although the growls were aggressive, it would always retain its signature smile. In fact, the smile looked wider than usual. Clanne wondered why.