Thawing a Frozen Heart (Ninian/Ninian/Eliwood from Fire Emblem Heroes)

Eliwood liked Askr. There was a lot to love! He had reunited with old friends here. He had befriended plenty of new ones. He had even met the grown-up version of his son!

...and he had even reunited with the love of his life!

But that didn't mean he was used to it. The concept of summoning heroes from countless other worlds still baffled him to this day. The premise wasn't frightening, but it was still surreal that such a power was possible. It was at times hard to believe that there were such a variety of different worlds out there.

There were even different versions of Elibe itself! He had encountered people who had died in his world, yet survived to see the fight against Nergal to its conclusion in theirs.

There were even some in the midst of the war!

Summoning spared no one, it seemed, and this was demonstrated very well during an early morning summoning session.

Eliwood liked to attend these frequently, eager to play the role of a recognizable face for anyone summoned from Lycia. Appearing in a new world was understandably a startling process, but a familiar face would always provide comfort.

Though he played this role well, he always found himself a little nervous whenever a summoning took place; there was always a possibility that someone not befitting of the term 'hero' could appear. He wasn't sure what he'd do if the likes of Nergal or one of the less savory Black Fang members appeared.

Four of the five scheduled summons had taken place, and not a single one was from Lycia, let alone Elibe.

He believed the odds of the fifth being no exception were statistically high, but he wasn't going to start trusting low chances now, so he stayed put.

Eliwood soon learned that remaining was the right decision

The person emerging from the bright light was immediately recognizable.

It was Ninian-- the love of his life.

...except…

He had already reunited with her in Askr.

Variations of the same individual were rare, but not impossible. All this meant was that this Ninian was from a different Elibe altogether.

Although such a thing always had a chance to happen, he still found himself perplexed by it by what he was seeing. What were the odds of a second version of his wife appearing? Slim to none, without a doubt, yet here she was.

Eliwood was so flabbergasted that he failed to greet her.

But that didn't matter much. Ninian ended up noticing him quickly, as if his very presence was something she could sense.

It wasn't too different from when he reunited with his spouse in Askr. That was a wonderful day.

But things were not quite the same this time. Something was off. Something was… wrong. He didn't know what, but he could feel it.

"Lord… Lord Eliwood… is that… you?”

Eliwood froze.

Her voice… it was…

He was used to her speaking somewhat timidly, but the tone he was hearing was… unnerving.

She sounded… distressed… confused… scared….

Ninian was approaching him slowly, oblivious to Sharena's attempt to greet her. She was fixated on him, and yet… those glowing red eyes never met his pair.

They were not usually that bright, either.

As she gradually got closer, he started to notice even more oddities.

The way she walked was an obvious one. There was a stutter in her step, as if her legs weren't fully listening to her.

Her expression, or rather, the lack of it, was highly noticeable. Ninian did not smile, nor did she frown.

Alfonse and Anna were watching closely. Whenever heroes reacted less ideally to their summoning, it was usually up to the prince to give them a thorough and serious explanation, offering reassurances that they could return home whenever they wished. Whenever heroes reacted… even worse… well, that was when Anna and a squadron of Heroes she kept on standby would interfere as well. Violence was extraordinarily rare, but not impossible.

However, Ninian had not reacted to the summoning at all. Instead, it was his presence she was drawn to. The whole world around her simply did not matter.

Therefore, the Order did not lift a finger. Eliwood knew that meant this was something for him to resolve, and he vowed to do just that.

"Ninian… do you hear me?"

He spoke quietly, recognizing her condition was less than stable, so he wanted to avoid accidentally startling her.

"Lord Eliwood…" she repeated in acknowledgment, but now her voice sounded weaker.

...and so too was her body.

Ninian started to stumble suddenly without any warning. Eliwood reacted swiftly, running to her and catching her before she could fall. With one hand on her back and another holding her below the knees, he lifted her up, hopefully allowing her to relax now that her balance wasn't something she needed to be concerned about.

Though he knew this wasn't his Ninian, that wasn’t going to stop his instincts from reacting to the love of his life in trouble. He regretted nothing.

“Where… am I… Lord Eliwood…?” she questioned through faint mumbles, assumingly now aware she was no longer in Elibe. As she spoke, Ninian ended up raising the volume of her voice, but with it came an amplification to the jittering. She wasn’t just scared. She was terrified. Even though he was right there, she was still immobilized by fear. “I saw... darkness, but then… there was a flash of light, and… I…”

Eliwood had never heard her sound like this before.

It made him want to cry.

Somehow, he was able to hold back the tears. There was a question pulsating throughout his mind, and it wouldn't stop getting louder. He needed an answer!

What had happened to her?!

Whoever was the cause of this turmoil…

No, this wasn’t the time for anger, and an answer to the mystery could come later too.

First, he had to make sure she was going to be okay.

Ninian was still avoiding eye contact. In fact, her eyes were dashing all over the place, as if she couldn’t process who she was being held by, or if he was even there at all.

“...you’re safe, Ninian,” he told her the only thing he knew for certain. He wished he could say more, but she hoped hearing more of his voice would calm her down. Just in case it wasn't, he held her more firmly, letting her rest her head on his chest. “I’m here.”

“...Lord… Eliwood… I…”

Her voice was quieter, and her breathing was beginning to stabilize too. She wasn’t devoid of melancholy yet, but it was a start.

He watched as she struggled to keep her eyes open as well, until at last, she closed them fully and she drifted into slumber.

With that, her quivering began to lessen, until she was eventually sleeping calmly. Eliwood finally started to breathe normally as well, thankful that she had found some peace, even if it was likely only thanks to the sanctuary of sleep and thus temporary. All he could pray was that no nightmares plagued her, and that she'd wake up feeling normal, but he had to be prepared for the worst.

As for the mystery of her condition, he had a lead.

If anyone were to know what was happening to Ninian, it would be-- well, his Ninian.

It was time to inform her about this peculiar arrival.

___

Eliwood sat by his bed, watching over the sleeping Ninian.

She was stirring a lot in her sleep, and murmuring all sorts of incomprehensible things. It was concerning, but he stayed calm, knowing her condition could be significantly worse.

Besides, his wife had advised him not to do anything either.

Ninian-- his Ninian-- was sitting alongside him, watching her strange counterpart slumber. The reveal of another her in Askr was naturally a surprising revelation, but once the shock had faded, she had vowed to do whatever she could to aid this variation of her.

After all, she had once been in the same situation herself.

“Nergal… he is to blame,” she revealed, sitting beside him and holding his hand firmly. It was not fond recalling the one who had made them suffer, but she had to explain what was going on. “Do you remember… when he took me away-- to open the Dragon's Gate?”

“I do,” he answered. It wasn’t a thought he liked revisiting either.

“She was summoned during that moment,” Ninian elaborated further. “But… Nergal is not here to control her, yet the magic persists. She is a lost soul, with shrouded memories, and is uncertain about many things… except one.”

“Except one?”

“You, my dear Eliwood-- you are at the forefront of her mind,” she answered. “Just as I was, during that fateful day.”

Just as she had memories that haunted her, so did he.

He hadn’t forgotten how Nergal had mocked him for the mistake he had made, even if it wasn’t entirely his fault. At the time, it didn’t matter-- the feelings of anguish he experienced… he could never forget them.

Even though he was dead, the Dark Druid still tormented them…

Ninian, sensing his distress, brought calm to his being by bringing him into a hug. He accepted the embrace without question.

“We can save her,” she spoke quietly.

“How…?”

“There are a few methods,” she elaborated. “The spell will not last forever. She’ll come to her senses eventually, but during that time… we need to be there for her, to provide her warmth, and perhaps even… love.”

Eliwood couldn’t help but chuckle a little at the end of that comment, knowing what that particular tone from his wife indicated. “I did not expect you to tell a joke.”

There was nothing more it could be, after all. She was just trying to lighten the mood and calm his nerves.

Ninian said nothing for a few moments, her eyes wandering as she seemed to contemplate how to answer, but she did eventually figure out what to say. “...I am… very serious, Eliwood.”

Eliwood gazed at her, her expression matching her words.

“...r-really?” he was flabbergasted, though not as much as he was expecting to be. “Do you mean that I should take on… another Ninian… as say… my wife?”

How else was he meant to interpret that?

“Ah… well…” she mumbled, beginning to giggle a little herself. “I was thinking… something more intimate…”

Ah.

Ahh…

This was not how he expected his angst about the situation to fade. Right now, he was absurdly baffled, but that was at least a step up from his previous emotions.

Eliwood did have another worry brewing though. How was he supposed to respond to that idea?!

He loved Ninian to bits, but would it even be right to be with another version of her…?

Well, it was his wife’s idea, so he supposed permission had been granted…

…but even so, this was all just so crazy! Askr had granted some beautiful nonsense once more.

“Just to make sure… you are very serious about this, yes?” he questioned. He would be lying if he said he wasn’t intrigued by the notion despite how ridiculous it was, but he wanted to make sure everything was absolutely okay with his wife first and foremost before anything happened.

“It will help her, and it’s what she wants too, so yes,” was her response.

“How can you be so certain?”

He was still a little doubtful.

“Well… she’s me.”

…not anymore.

Ninian chuckled in amusement, adoring the baffled look on her face. She knew, of course, that she was suggesting something quite outlandish. For that reason, she was happy to give him a few further moments to allow this to process… and perhaps eradicate any whispers of contemplation left within him. To do this, she had to initiate things.

Ninian crawled onto the bed, careful not to accidentally awaken her counterpart. Doing so was ultimately her goal, but she wanted to do so in a way that would cause the least confusion and disarray. A sudden awakening would not do her good.

"Ninian… do you hear me…?" she spoke quietly into the girl's ear, and in response, the girl started to stir a little more in her sleep. The sleeping maiden wasn't having the most pleasant of dreams, it seemed. A gradual and comforting awakening was necessary. "Lord Eliwood is here, Ninian. He is here to look after you, so you don't need to be scared anymore. He will protect you.”

"...Lord… Eliwood…?" she mumbled, the name of the man she loved resonating with her soul.

Slowly, but surely, she began to awaken. Her eyes remained glued to her counterpart for some time, the presence confusing her.

"...mirror…?" she adorably misinterpreted what, or rather who, she was looking at.

“Not quite,” the non-corrupted Ninian answered with a slight giggle. She had almost forgotten that this Ninian knew nothing of Askr’s unique qualities. Explanations could come later, however. She leaned back, pointing to the other individual in the room. "But don’t focus on me. Look who is here to see you.”

The half-asleep girl turned her head to gaze at what her doppelganger was pointing at, and once she saw what she was meant to see, a faint smile formed on her face.

“L-Lord Eliwood… you are… unharmed… I…" she seemed relieved at first, but her emotions soon turned sorrowful. She shot up, panting as her body shivered with anxiety. “No… you shouldn’t be here! Please… s-stay away from me! Nergal… he did… please… I don’t want to hurt you, so…!”

It still broke Eliwood’s heart to see her like this. It wasn’t his Ninian, but it didn’t need to be. She was consumed by a fear she could not fight against. All she could do was cry out in the hopes that the person who meant so much to her would not be hurt once she inevitably lost control.

He wasn't sure what to do. His wife's suggestion was prominent in his mind, but he wasn't convinced doing something like that would be the best course of action. It wouldn't be right, especially with how emotionally unstable she was… right?

“You need to warm her heart,” his Ninian advised, distracting him from his renewed feelings of doubt. He gazed at her, biting his lip.

“...warm her heart?”

“Do you remember our first few nights together?” Ninian asked him to recollect. “Those were tough nights for me, weren’t they?”

“They were.”

Ninian had struggled during the days after Nergal’s defeat. There was a lot of disorientation involved with her revival, plus the sorrow of Nils’s departure finally hitting her. She was a bundle of emotions. Rightfully so.

But…

“You were there for me, though,” she continued. “The warmth of your arms… the sensations of your kisses… I felt… truly protected…”

The circumstances behind this newly arrived Ninian were different… but it was possible all she needed was proof that she wasn’t alone. Additionally, if anyone were to know how to approach this situation…

Eliwood took a deep breath.

Intimacy was quite the notion, but it did come in digestible steps, at least.

“Ninian,” he called out, his words intended for the one consumed by fear. “Do you hear me?”

“L-Lord Eliwood… please… you must…!”

"Ninian… " he cleared his throat, raising his voice slightly. He had to make sure his words were heard loudly and clearly. "You couldn't possibly hurt me because I… I love you. I love you more than you could know."

What came next was unexpected.

Rather than cry out in a desperate attempt to make him flee, she instead did not respond at all, at least not initially.

However, she was refusing to maintain eye contact, and to help her with this task, she had hidden her face with her hands.

She was embarrassed.

…and it was adorable.

She was sobbing too, but…

"L-Lord Eliwood… you… l-love me…?

…this Ninian hadn’t been confessed to. That moment had come after the battle with Nergal.

The embarrassed expression was a much preferable one to its predecessor though, so it was something. It would also serve as a good distraction for her mind… but it would neither cure her nor last. He had to act. Now.

“I do,” Eliwood answered, taking a deep breath. “In fact, let me prove it.”

Eliwood had a bit of a weakness when it came to his wife looking so flustered like that. It was his cue to shower her with endless kisses so he could prolong her euphoric embarrassment.

He was a little worried about something though.

How was he going to survive not one, but two Ninians gifting him that addicting look? He had no idea… but he was going to do his damndest to see this through to the end so he could find out.

Carefully maneuvering himself onto the bed so he wouldn’t startle her, he gently grabbed her wrists, using the minimum amount of strength to move them aside. She did not return them to their original position once he let go, allowing him to clear away the tears forming in her eyes while she stared at him completely mesmerized. Satisfied she was ready to feel a much more enjoyable abundance of emotions, he leaned in, planting the softest of kisses onto her lips.

Ninian was shocked to her core by the sudden embrace. She was quivering, but there was no indication that spell was the cause; it was all genuine emotion. Ninian, his Ninian, was right. He doubted even this spell at its most grandiose power would be a match for the unyielding amount of joy flowing throughout her mind at this present moment.

Eliwood kept the kiss intact for a long time, happy to give her all the time she needed to adjust to this new feeling. He was rewarded for his service when she experimentally and nervously kissed back, reawakening the memory of the first kiss they shared.

“...w-wow…”

That voice came from his wife. Apparently, she was enjoying the show! That was good to learn, considering he was essentially kissing another woman… even if he technically wasn’t at the same time.

Once Eliwood was convinced the new Ninian had enjoyed a good taste of bliss, he pulled back, watching her with curiosity. He wondered if she would do something in retaliation; his wife had a tendency to greedily pull him back into another embrace, but this one was probably too nervous to do something like that.

Those crimson eyes of hers did unfortunately indicate she had not yet been freed from the spell, but she did look stable… well, as stable as one still crying could look, but they were not tears of sorrow nor fright. He couldn’t forget that giddy smile of hers either.

Warmth. That was what she was feeling… and he was feeling it too. This was such a strange way to experience nostalgia, but he was beginning to realize it was best to embrace these unusual feelings rather than question them.

“L-Lord Eliwood…” she mumbled, her voice shivery but undeniably happier than it was before. “I… my head… I feel so…”

Although the corruption was undeniably lessening, Eliwood could not forget she was still suffering from it. He turned towards her counterpart, seeking her guidance on what to do next, and was surprised to see her looking arguably more flustered! She took a deep breath and crawled closer to him, whispering something quite shocking indeed into his unsuspecting ear.

“...L-Lord Eliwood…” Ninian, his Ninian, stuttered immensely. If it wasn’t for the close proximity, he would have assumed it was her counterpart! “I think… uhm… it would be hot… to see you f-fucking her… I w-want to see it all… from a different angle…"

…he started to feel the shivers as well once those words vibrated throughout his ear.

He knew intimacy was naturally the ending act here, but that didn’t mean he was prepared to hear that! It made him wonder if his wife had some ulterior motive going on here. She seemed so excited about watching her alternate self having sex!

“Ninian… I…”

He was not hesitating, merely a little startled by those insane words she had said. However, his Ninian interpreted it as doubt kicking in once more, but she already had a solution in mind for such a scenario. Taking advantage of her counterpart’s condition, she returned to the bed and aided in guiding her alternate self out of her clothes. Since she was still so mystified by the kiss, the new Ninian did not put up much of a fight even as her body was progressively revealed.

Eliwood watched in awe as those breasts he loved so much came into view, and the realization that he had two pairs to suck on now greatly amplified his arousal.

“N-No… Lord Eliwood… seeing me…” she finally noticed what was happening, displaying some degree of resistance, even if it wasn’t particularly strong. She was too dazzled by what was happening to do anything let alone speak more of her thoughts.

Once she was out of her clothes, hs Ninian quickly discarded hers as well. If there was one good thing to say about the spell, it was that the eye color difference between the two would at least make certain he wouldn’t confuse one for the other. Things would undoubtedly become confusing once she was cured, but it was a small price to pay for her freedom.

But more than anything, he was astonished. He considered Ninian the most beautiful woman he had laid his eyes on, so to see not one, but two of her?

“Go on, dear…” his Ninian urged him, spreading the legs of her counterpart. “F-Fuck her…”

Even from a fair distance away, he could tell she was soaking wet. It was his cue to discard his clothing as well, and though one of the Ninians had already seen him nude before, they were salivating almost equally.

Eliwood positioned himself in front of her, observing her expression carefully. The emotions he saw from her expression alone were almost identical to what he saw the night he first made love to his wife.

A little bit of fright, but undeniable excitement.

This time, however, she had support from the most unexpected of sources. His wife was clutching her counterpart’s hands, whispering all sorts of sweet supportive words into her ear.

After mentally preparing to take Ninian’s virginity for the second time, he started to push in. Though it was long ago, he remembered all the steps he took with her to make certain her first time was as comforting as possible. He had not forgotten she was as fragile as ice itself, and just like their first time, he wasn’t going to let her shatter.

Ninian winced upon feeling a surge of pain run up her spine. Her entrance had been breached, and though the soreness she was experiencing was unpleasant, she also knew deep down that Eliwood would not hurt her more than he had to. Besides, a bit of physical pain was much better than the gruesome headache that had clouded her mind when she arrived in this unknown land. She could handle it.

She also knew that above all else… this was something she wanted.

She did not know why there was an identical version of herself here; regardless, their presence was a positive one-- it was very good having someone’s hand to tightly squeeze! She had many other questions as well… but those could wait. Dreams were currently coming true, and she did not want to let herself be distracted by the warmth radiating from her beating heart.

Eliwood was more than happy to keep up a slow pace for the sake of her comfort. It wasn’t like he was going to get impatient any time soon either-- not when he had two identical pairs of beautiful breasts to stare at, for one. It was an unbelievably surreal sight, and frankly, he’d be content simply gazing at their beauty for hours if that were an option. Ninian was beautiful, but two Ninian? It was nothing short of incredible.

By this point, Eliwood had filled her up to the brim. Thankfully, she was showing no signs of discomfort aside from a few smidges of pain still persisting, but he was confident she could handle it. He started to thrust, keeping his pace at a respectful level that periodically rose once he was confident she was getting used to the feeling. The first time with his wife was a momentous occasion he hadn’t forgotten a single detail of, and while he didn’t expect this recollection to come in handy, he was glad about it.

“Does it feel good, Ninian?” his wife asked her alternate self. “It feels amazing, doesn’t it?”

“Ahh… it’s… ahhh…”

It was a little tricky for her to respond; the urge to moan was just too great to ignore. That was a trait both girls shared and one their lover particularly adored. It was also a cue that he could speed up further and be a little more reckless with his motions, and that was exactly what he did. Ninian reacted wonderfully to these new bursts of bliss, her voice amplifying to very familiar levels.

Although he was being rougher with her, Eliwood still kept himself restrained to an extent. He could not forget that this was her first time, and thus, he couldn’t be as ruthless as his wife sometimes liked him to be. Nonetheless, he was still treating her to a pace he knew she would enjoy, and hence, it wasn’t much longer before she began to feel especially good.

“I… I feel…!”

“Cum for Lord Eliwood~” his wife urged her. “Show him what you look like while orgasming~”

The man in question had a feeling somebody else in the room wanted to see that look more than he did, but he wasn’t against this bizarre new obsession.

Ninian couldn’t control herself any longer. Her body began to spasm dramatically, treating him to a very familiar sight. Even throughout all their time together, his wife would always react energetically to her climax, so he wasn’t surprised to see this one react the same.

Another common trait was the intense squeezing he’d feel during her orgasm, and how it would always bring him to his own climax as well.

The notion that he was about to cum inside another woman crossed his mind briefly, but it did not last for long.

“Cum, Eliwood… cum inside her!”

The tone of his wife’s voice convinced him immediately. She sounded desperate at the idea of her counterpart being creampied. She was enjoying this immensely, perhaps more so than the individuals actually having sex! Nevertheless, it was a demand he no longer had any issues fulfilling, so with one final thrust, he let out everything. Ninian’s eyes widened upon feeling an unfamiliar warmth in her womb, but her continued cries of joy indicated she was definitely a fan. He was certain, in fact, for his wife was a bit of a cumslut, to say the least.

Right on cue, his wife began to crawl downwards, ready to demonstrate her addiction. She wasted no time in energetically sucking on his cock even though he had literally just pulled out, prolonging his pleasure as his sensitive shaft was treated to the most sensational of sucks. She sucked him off while humming lustfully and loudly, those sounds blending in with the ones emitted from her counterpart.

With a loud, exaggerated pop, she ejected his member, looking up at him with sparkling eyes. Eliwood had reason to believe she had satisfied that inner craving of hers for the time being, but he was soon proven wrong.

Very, very wrong.

There was another source of semen, after all. Ninian promptly dug into the creampied pussy close by, effectively eating out… herself… and she did it with an enormous level of enthusiasm! The Ninian on the other end was naturally caught off guard; she had just experienced an incomprehensible level of pleasure and had barely been granted any time to recover from it! Eliwood watched as Ninian ate her other self out with incredible enthusiasm, not even stopping once it appeared she had licked out any lingering cum.

In hindsight, he should have known she would have done this. It fit in perfectly with her earlier behavior.

Eliwood’s subsequent renewal of arousal was at least something that didn’t come as a surprise. Round two was happening, for he had two girls to fill up now.

“L-Lord… Eliwood… I want… more…”

Yet another Ninian was developing such a demanding attitude, but he had no issue with that. It was always worth it when it led to a chorus of moans.

“You’ll have to wait a little bit, dear,” his Ninian answered before he could, climbing on top of her counterpart.

Eliwood breathed heavily. Seeing her bountiful butt from two angles at once? Unbelievable.

Not to mention seeing two pussies sliding up against each other! His wife had chosen one very erotic pose, and he was all for it.

“Eliiiiwoooooood~” Ninian mumbled. “Please… I want it…!”

He couldn’t see any lips moving from this angle, but he knew exactly which one was speaking to him. That was the needy tone of a Ninian who had been waiting very patiently for her turn.

“No… I want it…”

…hm.

Now he wasn’t so sure.

“Girls,” he spoke to them. “Who wants to be fucked the most?”

“Me!!”

The response was like an echo.

Eliwood breathed heavily. This was going to be an insane night.

Before he could make his decision, one took an initiative the other could not. The Ninian on top, his wife, was able to gaze back and show just how needy she looked. The look was perfected by her drooling, and he was pretty sure some of that liquid was leftover semen. “I want my turn… and you don’t need to hold back with me, you know…”

So she had noticed he was holding back a little, hmm?

“Just don’t get us mixed up, hehe~”

She just had to add that, didn’t she?

Eliwood was admittedly a little scared he would. Right now, all was well, but after a few positional changes and no guarantee her eyes would always be visible…? He wasn’t so sure. He couldn’t forget the aim here was to free the new Ninian from her corruption, which would probably result in her eyes returning to normal! What if that were to happen without warning?!

He breathed heavily again. This was insane.

…but there was a strange part of him that found the notion of a mixup hot. He wouldn’t know which Ninian he was covering in cum. He wouldn’t know which Ninian he was suffocating the throat of. He wouldn’t know whose womb was being filled…

Perhaps his degenerate wife had married a degenerate husband after all.

Eliwood plunged in, filling up his beloved within an instant. He expected to hear a boisterous cry, but it lacked the volume he was anticipating, instead sounding muffled.

He quickly figured out what was happening, and the realization encouraged him to speed up dramatically, eager to grant the experienced Ninian a handicap. It wouldn’t be a fair clash of lips and tongues otherwise.

Ninian was currently kissing Ninian, undoubtedly sharing some of the semen she had shared. He couldn’t see much of her counterpart while fucking her like this, but he could certainly imagine the view. Ninian was doing her best to synchronize her motions with his too, wishing to provide stimulation to her fallen self, even if her movements were ultimately weaker.

Just because he couldn’t see them kissing didn’t mean he wasn’t enjoying things from his angle though. Ninian’s ass was jiggling endlessly with every thrust, and he was already imagining a scenario where they were lined up and he alternated fucking them silly.

“F-Fuck…!”

That was his. No questions about it.

Though he was enjoying making love to his wife, he was curious about something-- did the two Ninians actually feel different? He hadn’t thought about it until now, so he wasn’t sure if he could adequately compare. Of course, it was obvious they felt similar, otherwise he would have noticed something sooner. But were there more subtle differences…?

Eliwood pulled out and plunged into the hole directly below.

“H-Hey…!”

His wife was not too happy about his decision, looking back at him with a pout.

It was not an expression he had much time to observe, however, for the Ninian below pulled her back so they could continue kissing. It was initially a surprising move to witness… but it made sense. If Ninian had a fetish for doing lewd things with her counterpart… so too did the counterpart!

Subtle differences were indeed there. This one was understandably tighter, and while that felt pleasurable, it did restrict his movements a bit. He was glad it wasn’t anything more. It wouldn’t feel like Ninian otherwise!

Eliwood decided to alternate between the two girls, giving them more or less equal attention. His wife did get a little preferential treatment for obvious reasons, and also because her counterpart had already been fucked silly once before.

Not once did the girls stop making out.

Not even when he tried something new and slotted his cock between their pussies, stimulating both at the same time. He was almost a little concerned he wasn’t pleasing them enough, but when he experimentally stopped and observed his wife subsequently look back with another pout (only to be amusingly forced into another kiss), he knew he was contributing well.

The friction he was feeling was new and very exciting, and while it wasn’t as divine as the feeling of being inside her, he didn’t mind when it meant he could please both simultaneously. Both girls were clearly a fan, for they were subconsciously moving in a faint circular motion, making sure his shaft was coated in their fluids while it tickled their most sensitive spots.

Ninian came first.

As for which one, well, he didn’t know. From his perspective, it looked concurrent.

But it should have been. They were equally sensitive, experiencing equal amounts of pleasure.

Even so, they continued to kiss, this time treating him to an echo of their muffled moans.

Eliwood treated them equally when it came to his orgasm as well. When that familiar feeling began to brew, he pushed back into his wife, eager to fill up her womb just as he had done to her other self. His climax was as fulfilling as the one prior, and when he pulled out, he realized just how incredible this position truly was. His cum was leaking out of his beloved… falling directly down onto her counterpart, as if they were sharing. It arguably made things not so equal anymore, but he didn’t care about things being exactly fifty-fifty. Why waste time trying to figure that out when he could fuck them silly instead?

Ninian, the one on top, eventually slid off her counterpart, embracing the softness of the bed.

“I… ah… fuck…”

He couldn’t tell if that was her or her other self. His vision was too blurred to see any mouths moving.

But when his post-climax state began to fade, he saw something amazing… and a little tinsy tiny bit scary, of course.

The fallen Ninian was fallen no more. Her eyes were a lighter red, not as intense as the one before, matching his wife completely.

“Oh… Ninian! You’re back to normal…” he was overjoyed, of course. Nergal’s spell was no more.

“Yes… thank you… Lord Eliwood… and Ninian… hehe…” she giggled in return.

“I suppose you want an explanation, right?” Eliwood offered. The time spent catching up would serve as a good break as well.

“That can wait,” she unexpectedly said. “Right now… I want… both of you…”

“Hey, that was my line…” his wife grumbled.

There was going to be no rest then, hmm?

So be it.

Eliwood knew he could endure. He could endure anything for the sake of Ninian, after all.

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Eliwood had only regret when he awakened.

The night he had spent with not one, but two Ninians… it was magnificent. There were so many unique things that could only be accomplished with two Ninians, and they were also just as eager to experiment with two other people at the same time.

He had fucked her while the other was eaten out He had watched as they sucked him off and competed over who could do it the best. He had eaten one out while the other rode her counterpart’s face.

It was times like these that he wished they had given the other Ninian a nickname or something. Things were starting to get a little confusing.

…especially as he was not sure which of the Ninians holding an arm each was actually his wife…

That was his single regret.

“...mmm…” they mumbled almost simultaneously, something about his awakening calling forth theirs. Their eyes too, now equal in hue so he could not tell the difference one bit, opened at the same time. When they gazed up at him with a giddy smile on their face, they both said the same thing. “Good morning, Lord Eliwood~”

His wife didn’t call him that much anymore, preferring to call him dear.

…which meant they were doing this on purpose.

Well, that was fine.

He’d have time to figure out which one was which while fucking them.