Letting Go Of Our Inhibitions (Lethe/Ike from Fire Emblem)

Laguz were not known for their ability to hold back feelings of frustration, and Lethe was no exception. Some unlucky trees had been scarred with the swiping of her claws, and it was maddeningly tempting to start shredding away at another.

But she fought fiercely against that feeling. Annoyance had not dominated her entire train of thought. She knew that if slicing away at a handful of trees wasn’t enough to improve her mood, then it was pointless to continue doing so. If anything, the lack of salvation would subsequently cause further upheaval, and that was the last thing she wanted.

Most of Lethe’s frustrations ironically came from the fact she had become frustrated so easily. She took a series of deep breaths, hoping to think of some sort of solution to her dilemma.

There was actually one solution at the forefront of her mind, but she was hesitant to call upon it. Recently, she had acquired an effective means of dampening irritation whenever it appeared. However, she was worried that she was relying on it too much…

But alas, considering no other methods were working, she had no choice.

Getting physical to dampen one’s grievances wasn’t exactly unorthodox for Laguz; they loved to fight, after all. Lethe enjoyed a good clash too, naturally, but she had recently acquired a preference for a special kind of rough play.

But it was a type of skirmish she could only undertake with only a single individual, one who was very special to her. No other man would suffice.

She was grateful that she had this person to turn to. They were the only man she could truly drop her guard around with and relax. They were the only man she’d ever reveal this secret side of hers towards.

That person was Ike.

It was fortunate she knew where he was, and as she started heading towards his location, she could already feel her mood beginning to improve. Ike just had that kind of effect on her. Beorc he may be, he had the heart and strength of a Laguz warrior.

The campaign against Begnion had been going well, and the most recent development was the capture of a fort. It wasn’t a tremendously important one, but a victory was a victory, and it offered refuge far preferable to camps… well, at least for the Greil Mercenaries and their Beorc allies; Laguz were not picky about their place of sleep.

Lethe was thankful though, for a private room minimized the chances of disruption, and she believed those odds were even lower as dusk was starting to fall. There was only one other person who she’d allow to watch and even participate in the depravity. Whether they were there or not wasn’t going to stop her from seeking her stress relief, however.

“Good evening, Lethe,” Ike greeted her, welcoming her presence. “You’re a sight for sore eyes.”

Heh, she could say the same!

“Tough day?” Lethe inquired, noticing he was looking a little stressed, though she doubted he’d suffer from such a feeling for long, granted he was willing, of course. She wasn’t going to force him if he wasn’t.

“I am a fighter, not a general,” he answered. “And yet, I've become one once again. I can’t say I’m fond of history repeating itself in other ways either.”

“Daein, yeah?” she surmised. She wasn’t a fan of the country either, and their alliance with Begnion had been troublesome for the war effort.

“I’m at least thankful I’ll be sleeping in a bed tonight,” he dropped the subject to something else, figuring it was best to lighten the mood, and she was grateful for that. Politics wasn’t her shtick. “But forget about my complaints. What can I help you with? I can tell you’re tense. Did someone tick you off?”

She had almost forgotten she was meant to be pissed off! It was amazing how relaxed he made her with just his mere presence. Still, that didn’t mean she had been cured just yet. Her mind was calmer, but her body? It was itching for activity.

"Shinon is my guess,” he theorized about what had gotten the cat a little riled up. “Actually, no, I changed my mind-- it was Gatrie, wasn't it?"

“Both of them are responsible, so you’re right either way," Lethe answered with haste, having already been prepared to explain the cause of her annoyance. "For some ridiculous reason, Gatrie decided to test his luck by getting flirtatious with me. Shinon then decided to tease me after I rightfully got bothered by it.”

There was some Beorc who refused to mind their own business. There were also some Beorc whose presence annoyed her to no end. Shinon and Gatrie fell into both of those categories.

"Do you want me to talk to them about it?" Ike offered. He was their commander, and thus had the right to reprimand them if deemed necessary.

"Absolutely not!" Lethe's response was almost instantaneous. Shinon especially wouldn’t be deterred if Ike were to tell him off, and besides, it could make him suspicious as to why she sought out Ike for help. She wouldn’t put it past him to do some digging if he was even the slightest bit suspicious either. She also had her pride to think about. "They are both well aware that if they pester me again, their faces will receive a personal makeover.”

“I see,” Ike acknowledged her with a smile.

Lethe took a deep breath.

She wasn’t usually this nervous!

Thankfully, Ike was more than willing to give her the time she needed to articulate her words, and she was grateful for that.

“What I'm here for is…" she paused, briefly avoiding eye contact as her face warmed up a little more. Just because she didn't particularly mind him seeing her in such a state didn’t mean it wasn't embarrassing! "...for the usual."

"Ah, I figured.”

He knew her well.

"Is… that a problem?"

"Of course not," he responded swiftly. "In fact, it's good timing. I've been in need of some stress relief myself, as you can probably tell.”

Lethe shivered in delight when she heard that comment. That was exactly what she wanted to hear! It put to rest the reason she had been so hesitant to rely on this solution; she was concerned that they had been doing this too much, and that she was taking up too much of his valuable time, so to learn that wasn’t the case at all was reassuring.

She could already begin to feel her body getting hotter.

One would think an adequate means of stress relief would be sparring, and while that did help, Ike and Lethe had recently discovered a far more efficient way of distracting themselves from life's troubles.

Sex.

Lots and lots of sex.

It was their special secret, and fortunately, nobody had discovered what they were doing-- well, except one person, but Lethe was comfortable with them knowing.

While it was true other Laguz could smell the scent of sex on her at times, intimacy was commonplace for her kind, so learning that she was getting some action wasn't a big deal. Laguz didn’t care about meaningless gossiping about who was making love to who either.

Because of that, her brethren learning that she was fucking Ike wasn’t the part that concerned her. It wouldn’t be that bad if they were discovered. Most would probably shrug their shoulders and give an understanding nod. It was Ike, after all. They’d only start caring if they believed there was the possibility of a baby, but surely, Lethe wouldn’t be silly enough to let Ike cum inside her, right?

…well, what they didn’t know wouldn’t hurt them.

However, what Lethe didn’t want anyone to discover above all else, especially those of her kind, was that she had extraordinarily unorthodox preferences when it came to sex.

Lethe had come prepared. She reached into her pouch, pulling out a few of the items she had brought with her. It was a small collection she hoped to expand once the war was over.

“The usual, then?” Ike presumed correctly.

Lethe merely nodded, already starting to hear her heart thumping.

There were many reasons Ike was the only man allowed to see her like this.

He was kind and considerate, meaning he wouldn’t judge her even a little bit about her unusual tastes. He was also strong and fierce when he needed to be, unafraid to start being rough with her. It was a combination not many possessed, and the fact that it was Ike…

Well, he was someone she always had a fascination with, so the fact he was willing to aid her meant a lot.

“I was hoping you’d show up tonight, Lethe,” he admitted, a statement that made her smile warmly. “I’m glad you did.”

Nothing more needed to be said. He knew what he needed to do, and so did she. There was no point in delaying things any longer. Sure, they had all evening, but sometimes, that wasn’t enough for them.

As always, Ike initiated their night of wonders with a swift kiss to her lips, and as always, she was unprepared for his strength and agility. It mattered not that she was a strong warrior herself-- she was no match for Ike’s brute force, and though there was nothing stopping her from fighting back, she refused to do so. Where would the fun be in that? Lethe wanted nothing more than to be at his complete and utter mercy. That was how she liked it.

His tongue soon infiltrated her mouth, digging deep and making her gasp for air. His thirst was unparalleled, and he was not afraid to get carried away with her. Lethe was completely paralyzed by the intensity of it all, unable to do nothing but bathe in this delightful torment.

It wasn’t just her mouth he gave special attention to. Ike smacked and groped her ass without warning, a sensation that would have made her gasp if she could breathe. One hand trailed upwards, gently wrapping around her sensitive and wagging tail.

It was no secret that Laguz had body features that differentiated them, but what was a secret to Beorc was that these locations tended to become especially sensitive when a Laguz was aroused. Ike had discovered that special weakness quickly, and since then, had always used it to make her scream his name. He started by squeezing her tail gently, an act that further ruined her stability… not that it was that strong to begin with. He was careful not to exert too much pressure, lest it cause any twinging.

The irony was that Lethe wanted that to happen. She could handle those pinches of painful pleasure!

The gradual approach was fine too, though. She knew her body needed time to adjust to higher levels of stimulation. The present level of intensity was nothing compared to how fierce things usually ended up… and the fact she felt so mind-boggled already was a possible sign she’d be fucked into unconsciousness.

Good.

Lethe did not comprehend the breaking of the kiss until a few moments after it had happened. She was that immobilized by the intensity of it all, but as soon as she snapped back to reality, she started to crave that state of pure degenerate bliss once more

“Sit down on the bed,” he spoke, giving the first of many orders, and she was happy to comply without hesitation.

It had only been a few minutes and Lethe’s legs were already shaking! It took a considerable level of effort to walk to what was only a few steps away. If they were already this bad…

…then perhaps she’d have to take tomorrow off.

Hopefully, Ike would be able to do the same. Surely, he wouldn’t be against taking care of his kitten for another day? He couldn’t exactly give that excuse, but no one would really mind if the general desired a day off after all the contributions he had made. She could only hope.

Once Lethe finally sat down, it became very apparent what Ike had planned for her. He was already finishing up discarding his clothes, and when the cock she loved so much came into view, she found it suddenly very hard to think. Was it the sight of it standing tall and proud that had done that? Or was it the strong scent? Unfortunately, she was always too adrift during these moments to come to a conclusion. All she knew for certain was that no matter the answer, its presence always made her very, very horny.

Even though his opening act had left her so disorientated, she wasn't worried about any inability to comply with orders. Instinct was always on her side, and it was instinct telling her to stick out her tongue when he stepped forward, his dick now inches from her mouth.

And yet, she did not act, for she had not been told to act.

“Lethe,” he spoke quietly, his voice a little disarrayed from his own arousal, but he still commanded a strong level of ferocity in his tone that he liked to use whenever he was intimate with her; he knew it always made her tremble. “Take your clothes off.”

Lethe nodded, resisting every urge to gobble up that delicious cock. Sometimes, she liked being a naughty kitten, for it always led to a suitable punishment. Today, however, she wanted to be completely submissive. Discarding her clothes wasn’t typically a challenge, but with a dick so close to her, it certainly was a tad troublesome due to the notable distraction. In the end, she managed to accomplish her task.

“Good girl,” he applauded her efforts quietly, invoking a shiver on her end. “You look beautiful.”

His kind comments were amusing when contrasted with how rough he liked to be with her body, but it still warmed her cheeks nonetheless. Lethe had a feeling he was contemplating whether or not to fondle her like he typically did, but Ike ultimately decided her mouth deserved to have something in it again. The body worship could come later.

“Suck it,” he pushed his tip against her lips. Lethe’s mouth had already opened before he could finish his command, making it effortless for Ike to slide his cock into one of the many holes he loved to fuck.

Even as he gradually sunk more and more of his member inside her, Lethe still did what was told of her, sucking as if her life depended on it. The overpowering feeling was rising as each inch sunk in, but she didn’t mind; she knew what this was leading to, and she was very acquainted with this sensation.

Eventually, Lethe found her nose resting against his crotch, but only briefly. Ike began to pull out, only to slam his cock back in without warning. Even as he claimed control and quickened the pacing of his thrusts, she still did her best to suck back even under this immense difficulty; that was what she had been ordered to do, after all.

Ike placed his hands on her head, solidifying his dominion over her once more. She was at his mercy as he started to pound her mouth, bashing against the back of her throat over and over. Once, he had displayed a level of consideration whenever he did this, but now, there was none; it was not because he didn’t care, far from it, but rather because he knew she could take it, and more importantly, he knew she loved it!

This was how Lethe relieved her stress-- by being Ike’s stress relief!

Thus, Lethe stayed put and took the constant ravaging of her throat, finding so much degenerate pleasure in how rough she was being treated, as well as how much bliss it was providing Ike. Soon enough, she’d be rewarded for her ability to suck his cock even while being violated like this.

But before that moment of tranquility could arrive, Ike unexpectedly pulled out. That was unusual of him, for he would usually end up in a facefucking trance by this point, but she supposed she wasn’t entirely against the ability to breathe again, though she’d rather much be enjoying suffocation…

Fortunately for her, Ike had only temporarily paused, and for good reason.

He reached into the bag she had left on the floor, pulling out one of her personal favorite things-- rope. There wasn’t too much, nor was it particularly long or thick, but it was enough to seal a person’s wrists together with a tight knot, or maybe tie their legs together. Maybe he’d hang it around her neck and use it to choke her while he fucked her silly? Ah… but then again, his hand could easily accomplish that, couldn’t it?

The possibilities were endless, and it was making Lethe rub her legs together in sweet, sweet anticipation. While she didn’t know what he’d do specifically, she was going to have some form of control over her body taken away from her, and that was thrilling!

Immobilization was something Lethe was obsessed with. The feeling of being unable to fight back against her lover… she loved it.

This was her degenerate secret! She loved being pinned and used. She loved being dominated. She loved being unable to say “no”... not that she ever would anyway.

“Lay down,” he instructed, and she happily complied.

Lethe soon learned what her lover had planned for her. He roughly grabbed one of her arms, relocating it close to one of the bedposts. He wasted no time in wrapping rope around it and her wrist, tying them together. He repeated the process for her other hand, leaving only her legs free to move, but their freedom was short-lived as well, for he tied them to the bedposts via her ankles.

Once done, Ike positioned himself behind the bed, close to her head. It was the only part of her body she could move, and upon doing so to see him, she made eye contact with his cock. Lethe was already drooling.

Ike teased her, rubbing his glans against her lips.

“Kiss it,” he ordered her, and so, she did, eagerly awaiting for when he’d resume violating her mouth.

Lethe was curious about one thing though. Fucking her throat like this wasn’t new, but restraint for it was, and yet, she had a feeling she knew exactly why he had done this.

Although she preferred awaiting his permission, there were times she could not resist the urge to touch herself. However, with her hands tied to the bedposts, she wouldn’t be able to do that. With her legs sealed as well, she wouldn’t even be able to rub her legs together for small bursts of pleasure. If she was going to receive any stimulation, it was going to be from him and him alone.

Ike was cruel.

…and she wouldn’t have it any other way.

Lethe once again found herself acquainted with that suffocating feeling she adored so much when Ike slotted his cock back into her mouth. With her angled like this, he was able to thrust in deeply with ease. Ike accelerated rapidly, raising his hands to grope her breasts while he did so, wishing to use them as something to firmly hold onto. Even though he was putting so much focus into violating her mouth, he was still able to tease her erect nipples with light twists.

The only thing she could do in this state was swallow over and over again, all in the hopes that the contraction of her throat would bring him closer to his climax. Lethe had been craving the taste of his semen, and just knowing that her wish was on the verge of being fulfilled was driving her mad! It was times like these when she would usually give in and touch herself, but she couldn’t!

But it wasn’t so bad. It was nice to numb her mind and focus on nothing but instinctively sucking Ike’s cock. Life’s worries were non-existent whenever she was his to use like this. It was pure bliss.

Ike’s speed was ruthless by this point. He thought of nothing but fucking his kitten’s hot mouth over and over again.

Lethe eventually completely lost track of time. She was intoxicated.

It was only when he finally spoke to her that she snapped back to reality… somewhat, at least, for his words made her world start to spin again.

“Lethe… I’m going to cum,” Ike warned her, his voice quiet and almost breathless, a testament to how consumed he was by lust. “I want you to swallow every last drop.”

That’s precisely what she wanted to hear! Sometimes, he would opt to stain her face, which was fine, but right now she really wanted to taste his delicious seed.

Thankfully, she didn’t have to wait any longer.

The sudden warmth she soon felt pulsating from her throat filled her with joy. Ike groaned, pushing all the way in and letting out everything he had to offer. Lethe tried to savor the taste as much as she could, but there was so much being dumped into her mouth that she had no choice but to swallow. She had been told to swallow every last drop, and that was exactly what she was going to do.

Lethe wasn’t sure how long Ike’s orgasm lasted for. It felt like an eternity, but alas, it wasn’t, for there was only so much he could let out. That was saddening-- she wished it had lasted for an eternity.

Regardless, being able to finally taste his cum after such a long time was a dream come true. It had only been a few days since they last went at it-- she was deprived!

Satisfied he had dumped a healthy load down her throat, Ike pulled out, observing the damage he had done to his adorable little cat.

Lethe found it miraculous she was even conscious. Even now, she struggled to breathe. It was like she had adapted to barely being able to breathe that her body couldn’t quite fathom that her throat was finally free.

“Well done, my little kitten,” he praised her, playfully ruffling up her hair.

She loved being called that. It felt simultaneously degrading and loving-- the best of both worlds!

Lethe couldn’t quite speak just yet, but she could purr.

Of course, their time together was far from over, and Ike was eager to continue his feast… but not before adding one additional restraint. Reaching into her bag, he pulled out one of Lethe’s favorite items; a ball gag. It mattered not that she wasn’t even capable of speaking coherently right now, thus making the gag functionally useless. What mattered was that it further degraded her. Here, she was not a strong Laguz warrior, but rather Ike’s beautiful, submissive lover, who was happy to follow his every command.

“You’re such a good girl, Lethe,” he stroked her cheek with a smile on his face, conjuring all sorts of emotions from within her. Happiness and humiliation were both abundant and clashing, which was fantastic. “And you’re already so wet.”

With how forced open her legs were, it was an obvious observation.

Ike sat on the bed next to her, observing his lover’s beautiful body. He kept a finger on her hair, tracing it down her body at a slow pace. Even though it wasn’t touching anything sensitive, it was still making her squirm, as much as one could under these restraints. Lethe had a feeling he’d play with her nipples a bit more, so she was not prepared for the possibility that he wouldn’t. Therefore, when his finger suddenly slithered down towards her crotch, ever so slightly grazing her clit, she lost it. She moaned and moaned, but she could never truly cry out in pure joy, for her voice was dampened by the gag in her mouth.

“Do you want my cock, Lethe?” he asked the inevitable tantalizing question, knowing full well she couldn’t answer. He soon prodded his finger against her pussy again, making her cry out in degenerate joy. “Hmm. Is that a yes?”

Lethe shivered in delight, never growing tired of how he teased her. His finger was barely touching her, and yet it was making her feel so lightheaded!

…and then, he pushed his finger in, opening her up with ease thanks to how drenched she was. Her pussy had been begging for stimulation ever since she had gotten her throat fucked, so to finally receive it after so long was incredibly overpowering. Ike had opted not to go for immediate penetration, preferring to return the favor first and foremost. Their lovemaking was always so passionate, intense, and most importantly, in sync. Because of that, simultaneous climaxes always occurred, but right now, he had already achieved an orgasm, while she hadn't. It was only fair he evened the score.

Ike loved fingering Lethe; the way she squirmed thanks to his actions, even while restrained, was so satisfying to watch. It also gave him an opportunity to simply appreciate her beauty, but it wasn’t just his eyes that received a treat. One finger was inside her, but there was still another hand free to fondle and play with her breast. He had teased her nipples earlier, but now that he wasn’t distracted by the bliss of her throat, he could focus on playing with them in ways that really made her body go wild. Pinches and twists proved to be the most effective strategy, pairing well with a finger being slid in and out of her. Not once was he gentle-- doing so would be rude.

“You’re beautiful, Lethe,” he told her again, knowing she loved the juxtaposition between the compliments and rough stimulation. “Especially when you want to scream in pleasure, but can’t.”

Lethe mumbled incomprehensibly in return. It was the only way she could acknowledge what he had said.

Pleasure was pulsating from two entirely different spots on her body! This was nowhere near the first time she had experienced these dual sensations, but that didn’t mean she was used to it. She doubted she’d ever get used to it! It always felt so good! Once, she felt ashamed for this absurd sensitivity she had, but ever since these sessions with Ike had begun, she had grown to love this quirk of hers.

“Lethe, I want you to cum,” he expressed his wish. “Will you cum for me, my kitten?”

Yes! Of course she was going to! All he had to do was keep touching her like this, and she would-

Ike stopped without warning, causing the pressure that was building up to drop immediately.

“I changed my mind,” he said, making Lethe grumble, but she didn’t bite her tongue just yet, since sometimes, he did this for a very important reason that she could accept. “I want to make you cum with my cock instead.”

Lethe was anticipating him to say something like that, but the prediction did little to hold back the abundance of shivers coursing through her body.

Her current position was no longer to Ike’s tastes. He undid the restraints holding her to the bed, allowing her to finally move her muscles a bit, but it was a temporary moment, for he ordered her to get on all fours. Ike opted not to use any more rope, instead deciding to rely on a special piece of equipment Lethe had brought with her-- a collar and leash.

Her favorite.

Lethe adored the many causes of suffocation, but it always felt the best when it came from the tugging of her leash. It wasn’t the only form of pleasure she received, however; Ike had grasped her tail as well with his other hand, putting a stop to its constant exciting flailing. The only thing missing now was the pressure of his cock finally sinking into her. Fortunately, Ike was just as desperate to be inside her, and had simply saved the best for last.

The simple touch of his cock against her pussy was enough to make Lethe’s body quiver. For once, she wished she wasn’t confined, simply to see if Ike would take matters into his own hands and pin her down to stop her spasming.

A tugging of her collar and tail was the next best thing though, making her feel awfully dizzy and faint.

But this state of hers barely lasted. Ike plunged inside her without warning, bottoming out immediately. The sensation of her sensitive walls sliding against his manhood so suddenly made her want to scream such a euphoric scream, but the ball gag was the one thing Ike hadn’t removed from her. It was for the best; she knew how loud she could get, and they did not want to alert anyone to what they were doing.

Lethe soon learned why she desired to scream so much when pleasure continued to build up rapidly, ultimately resulting in an orgasm so grand that even Ike struggled to keep his kitten in place. He succeeded in the end, naturally, granting her the wish she thought would have to be saved for another session by pinning her down with his raw strength. Astronomical pleasure surged throughout her body as she was unable to move, completely dominated by his power, and it was heavenly.

“That was quick,” he shared his observation, his tone confident. He knew she would cum just from him putting his cock inside her. “Now we’re equal, Lethe.”

Lethe could barely hear her lover. There was just too much abnormal pleasure to process. Although she felt like this every time they made love, she wasn’t anywhere close to getting used to it. Truthfully, she hoped she never would.

Ike did not remain stationary for long, unwilling to give his lover any opportunity to regain some resemblance of stability. The lack of it was when she felt the most pleasure, after all. He wasn’t going to deny her that.

He started to pull out, making her quiver uncontrollably once more, but it was at a level that easily could be put to rest through some tugging. Pushing back in caused similar sensations, but he knew exactly when to pull to keep her under his control. He still could not believe how wet and warm she could get, but it was a wonderful combination he always loved feeling enveloping his manhood, especially with how much greater it felt whenever he began thrusting relentlessly.

So that was exactly what he did. He knew Lethe wished for it too; treating her delicately was the definition of cruel in this scenario! She was a strong warrior who needed to be fucked roughly. Rapidly speeding up was an effortless task for someone of his caliber. It was going to take a long time for his strength to deplete, but that was a good thing for the both of them.

As for the state of his adorable kitten, she was currently dealing with her senses beginning to betray her. Ike was pounding her so fast! Combined with the sensations of her limited breathing and the shiver-inducing pleasure of her tail being grasped, it was miraculous she hadn’t lost consciousness. Her eyes were blurring, her ears were ringing, and she felt so faint.

By all means, the feeling of her body shutting down should have been terrifying, but there was no need to worry when she knew she was safe with Ike. Therefore, she was able to focus on the degenerate pleasure of it all, and there was a lot of that.

It became even more whimsical when Ike spanked her bubbly butt, making it wobble and providing the extra visual stimulation he needed to thrust even deeper. The constant pressure against her cervix was boggling her mind. Not even a body as strong as hers could comprehend the sheer magnitude of euphoria it was receiving.

Even though he was struggling to process this overwhelming bliss, he pushed through for her sake, wanting to drown her in all these stress-relieving feelings. The closest she got to her orgasm, the more she tightened up, and in that turn brought him ever closer to his own climax.

Lethe wished she could say something for once. She wished to voice her complete and utter love for how she felt. Then again, even if she was unbound, she doubted she’d be able to say anything that was comprehensible.

Ike continued to fuck her for some time. As for how long, Lethe truthfully was not sure. It was hard to estimate when it hurt to think about anything other than how amazing she felt. The trance she was in was sublime, but it couldn’t last forever. Lethe found herself snapping out of it when Ike decided to add some extra stimulation to the mix. Spanking her butt wasn’t enough for him anymore-- he wanted to put a finger inside it too.

Although she was no stranger to anal play, it was certainly the thing she was least used to. They had only started doing it that way recently. It was the only time in recent memory that Ike had been purposefully gentle with her, not wanting to hurt her any more than her preferred threshold. Of course, once she got used to it, he fucked her ass mercilessly, and she was ecstatic to learn she adored it as much as ordinary sex. Thus, she was eager to experience those unique sensations once more.

Ike played with her butt for some time while he fucked her pussy, the dual penetration breaking her mind even more, but it was clear Ike was eager to remind her that her ass belonged to him too. He pulled out suddenly and swiftly, granting her a moment to breathe a bit better, but it wasn’t long before his cock was brushing up against her anus.

While her butt was was more or less accustomed to his size by this point, Ike was still fairly slow as he pushed in and opened her up. The sensation was as painful as it was pleasurable… but that was a good thing! Often enough, one took precedence over the other, but when it was like this, she could enjoy both ends of the spectrum simultaneously.

Lethe cooed as she felt her butt slowly but surely succumb to his cock. The feeling of his member sinking inside a hole not meant for it generated so much mind-boggling pleasure and pain. She loved it. She really, really loved it!

She wished she could purr for him, and tell him to ravage her ass.

But her inability to do so wasn’t too frustrating-- he was going to do exactly what he wished for anyway.

Ike wasted no time accelerating dramatically, treating her to energetic thrust after thrust. His speed matched how ruthlessly he was fucking her pussy at this point, and every time she felt him reach her deepest parts, she felt increasing breathless. The constant pulses of this special flavor of degenerate joy throughout her body were magnificent, and once again, Lethe completely lost track of time. She simply relaxed and focused on nothing but the feeling of being fucked.

“Your ass is so tight, Lethe,” he spoke, his voice tainted with lust.

“It’s yours to fuck, whenever you want!” is what she wished she could say.

Well, even if she could, whether she’d be confident enough to say it was another story.

…there was also the matter if she would even be able to speak while being fucked in the rear so ruthlessly.

She almost wanted him to cum inside her like this. It was euphoric to feel his seed pour out of her butt and slide down towards her pussy.

But today, she wished to feel his cum flood her womb.

It was how they often ended things.

…possibly because she had a habit of tightening up so much that he had no choice but to empty everything inside her.

There was also the high probability she was addicted to how it felt too.

Therefore, she felt so much joy when Ike abruptly pulled out of her butt and shoved his cock back inside her pussy, for it meant he wanted to fill up her womb too. She was still drenched, if not more so thanks to the buttfucking, making it effortless for him to resume his cervix-bashing.

Ike once again found a way to enhance her pleasure and remind her who was in charge by pulling her hair. The leash was getting boring for him, but she was content with this alternative.

Had night fallen yet?

Lethe didn’t know. She could barely see a thing anymore.

She was fucked. Fucked for a long, long time. That was the only thing she knew for certain. Everything else was a blur-- a very tranquil blur.

But ultimately, all good things had to come to an end.

“Lethe, I’m going to cum soon,” he warned her, leaning in as close to her ear as he could, watching as his hot breath intensified her squirming. “Inside you.”

She loved the emphasis he placed on that last word. He was very aware it made her feel so weak! Granted, many things made her feel weak, but he knew every single one of those things!

“I’m going to cum too! Let’s cum together!” she once more wished she could cry out in joy with him.

It was no lie either; her pussy had reached the point where it simply couldn’t take any more of this excruciating pleasure. She was at her limits, and as she reached that peak of pleasure, all the forms of pleasure, pain, and everything in between began to amplify. Her senses were barely functional, her body was shivering in agonizing bliss, and of course, she was experiencing a tsunami of tranquility that overwhelmed her poor soul.

Yet, as she felt the jaws of unconsciousness begin to claim her, she fought back valiantly, wanting to be rewarded for everything she had done. Her efforts paid off as she felt a boiling heat inside her, followed by her lover groaning. Ike had reached his peak as well, all thanks to the phenomenal grasp her walls had around his cock. Their orgasms occurred simultaneously as always,, resulting in each individual climax being enhanced by the other. It was total bliss for the both of them, but required so much concentration as well, all in an effort to keep their eyes open.

Their lovemaking was always intense, but it had never been quite this fierce! They were both in a significant need of stress relief, so that was likely the cause. Nonetheless, something resembling stability returned to them as Ike finished cumming inside her, subsequently pulling out. Lethe could feel his warm substance inside her, and it brought much joy to think that his seed was inside her womb.

There were severe consequences to having a Beorc like Ike cumming inside her, but frankly, she didn’t care for one very important reason.

Ike finally released all of her restraints, meeting her in a gentle kiss.

“...I-Ike…” she mumbled. “I… I love you…”

It was a phrase she loved to say to him, but she had been denied the ability to say it for so long. She was happy it was the first thing she could say to him after such a long lovemaking session.

“I love you too, Lethe,” he replied quickly, without any hesitation whatsoever. “You did fantastically, as always. I am proud of you.”

Lethe grinned, feeling both triumphant over the fact she hadn’t lost consciousness (that was rare!), as well as for the fact that he was praising her so much! She was a bit of a sucker for compliments.

Her body really ached though, but thankfully, Ike was there to give her a shoulder to rest on. Their embrace eventually transitioned into a comfortable cuddle that made her feel sleepy again, but this time, she wasn’t so against the idea of falling into a brief slumber.

It was during these comforting times that her mind began to wander.

“Ike… when the war is over… will you-”

“I won’t leave your side.”

Ah, she had gotten a little angsty again. She was a bit of a sucker for lovey-doveyness too, but that also meant she could get a little scared for a future where she wouldn’t be able to wake up in Ike’s arms.

“We’ll stay together in the war, and after,” he continuously reassured her, planting a light kiss on her forehead. His kisses were a slumbering spell all of their own. “We’ll survive, perhaps go on an adventure together, and then live together… and spar always, I’m sure.”

Heh. Spar in what way?

The only reason she didn’t ask directly was because she was beginning to fall asleep.

It was only going to be a small slumber, however! The night was still young, and a quick cat nap would be enough to rejuvenate her strength.

Then, they could go at it again when they woke up! The thought of that was thrilling. One load inside her pussy wasn’t enough. She wouldn’t mind spicing things up with one in her ass either.

Lethe giggled like a little girl. She was happy. More than happy! Happy was an understatement!

This was their secret little thing, and it was very precious to the both of them.

Lethe eventually drifted into a cozy slumber, and soon enough, Ike was gifted with the sound of her precious purring.

Her stress was gone, as if it never existed in the first place, and thus, she dreamed happily. How could she not, when she had the most important man of her life by her side?

As his little kitten slumbered in his arms, he carefully maneuvered the both of them onto the bed, bringing the covers over them. He planted one final kiss on her forehead, watching as it made her smile in her sleep.

Whether or not they’d go at it again tonight was yet to be determined, but he wasn’t fussy either way. What mattered was that the girl he had grown to love so much was happy. Ike couldn’t ask for anything more.

“Good night, Lethe.”