Degenerate Dragon Degeneracy (Corrin/Anankos from Fire Emblem Fates)

Corrin didn't resist when her foes captured her.

By all means, she should have. The forces of Anankos were relentless and had already claimed Scarlet and countless others, so naturally it would be foolish to believe there was any reasoning with the invisible enemy or their master.

But she had come across an important piece of intel that was drastically changing her viewpoint on the matter, and because of that sole reason, she was willing to let herself be captured. No harm would befall her-- she was far too valuable alive to her enemy, and she knew that.

The escort was not particularly pleasant though. It wasn’t tremendously fun being dragged off in chains while in the nude. Admittedly, this wasn't the first time she had experienced such a sensation, but those times were far more exciting-- and consensual!

Corrin had been caught while she was in the middle of bathing, but in reality, she wasn't too fussed about the matter. This was something she had essentially signed up for. She was very aware enemy forces were lying in wait in the surrounding area. It made sense on their part; it was best to capture the enemy leader when they were at their most vulnerable. She lacked no weapons nor form of defense, thus, she did not put up a fight. Of course, if she really wanted to, she could transform. She lacked her dragonstone, however, so she’d probably go on a rampage in the process… but it was an option if she needed it!

Truthfully, Corrin was a little worried her gambit wouldn’t pay off. She was confident-- enough to not tell anybody of her plan in advance to avoid complications, but that didn’t mean there was still a tremendous amount of risk involved. At the very least, the thing she was most certain about was her survival.

Surprisingly enough, her ultimate enemy wasn’t far away. It was as if he was anticipating the success of her capture. She was led towards a nearby forest seemingly in the middle of nowhere. That was good. She could work with this.

For an entity who was supposed to be a dragon, he definitely didn’t look like one-- not yet, at least. He had donned a human form that she found herself surprisingly mesmerized by. His white robes were majestic and complimented his longer blue hair well. She couldn’t see much of his face though, but seeing all this was just confirming the knowledge she had attained.

“Hello, father,” she greeted him, not particularly pleased she was meeting her father while completely naked, but it was preferable to being roughed up.

She had several individuals to blame (or thank?) regarding her true heritage. Odin, Selena, and Laslow knew a surprising amount about Valla, and upon finding themselves in this strange land, acted oddly reminiscent about the situation. Selena quickly hushed them all so others wouldn’t suspect that they knew about this world all along, but little did they know Corrin had heard anything. Thus, she eavesdropped as they snuck off one night, and what she learned was bewildering.

Anankos was not only her father, but he was once a benevolent dragon… one who had sadly fallen to the fate of all dragons-- degeneration.

But that didn’t mean he was fully gone. While madness coursed through his veins, Corrin truly believed there was a hint of sanity still lingering within him.

After all, she would have been killed by now! All he was doing now was observing her, as if in deep thought. A dragon fully consumed by madness wouldn’t do this.

Even though being his daughter gave her some form of advantage, she still had to play her cards right. It was undeniable that he was volatile, and one bad move could mean disaster for her, regardless of the blood they shared! She wasn’t too worried, however. From what she had heard from the trio, the sane part of his mind was almost obsessed with securing her safety in the past, hence why those three had weaved their ways into the ranks of retainers to aid the young princess from afar.

“You… you look like her…” he mumbled, staying relatively still. “You… came back… you… no… you look… like her… but you’re not…”

Corrin was concerned about his tone. It sounded like it was on the tipping point between clarity and corruption.

“Do you mean… my mother, Mikoto?” she timidly questioned, hoping to tip the scales in her favor.

“Mikoto…?” Anankos was… confused, but sounded a little at peace, as if hearing the name of his beloved was helping to quench his degeneration.

Corrin had never bit her lip this hard. Was she getting through to him, somehow? She wasn’t sure! It was undeniable that her presence was soothing him somewhat.

Maybe… maybe it was a good thing she was nude! As odd as it was to think about, her body was probably similar to her mother’s figure, so perhaps there was an intimate side of her father that was recognizing her curves and size.

…what ridiculous thoughts she was having!

She blamed her father’s surprisingly attractive appearance. Who knew the ultimate evil could be so attractive?

Corrin mentally slapped herself again, but at least feeling attraction in his presence was far better than fear, she supposed.

“My name is Corrin,” she told him something he probably already knew, but she wanted her name and heritage to be at the forefront of his mind. “Mikoto is my mother… which makes you my father.”

He hadn’t really reacted to the first instance of being called father, but this second one did the trick.

“...Corrin…”

The tone of his voice almost sounded… sweet? Relieved…?

Was her plan actually working? This was far easier than she thought it was going to be! Her family would be so happy, learning there was no more need for figh-

…her thoughts of a happy future faded away when Anankos groaned in pain, clutching his head as both his physical and mental stability began to fail him.

His army was startled by the sudden outburst. The rattling of equipment was prominent, now more than ever. His forces lacked instructions on how to deal with it, therefore they simply readied themselves for battle, for it was all these puppets knew how to do.

The increase in volume was not something the silent dragon appreciated.

“Leave… LEAVE!”

An army that never questioned its master proved valuable at this moment. They did as they were commanded, departing from the small forest they were in. Corrin breathed a sigh of relief-- she found their presence unnerving, and she was more willing to act if she didn’t have to worry about his warriors potentially reacting negatively to whatever she did.

Anankos, stuck in a state of despair, found himself smothered by the warmth of the daughter he had been trying to kill.

“Father, you can fight it-- don’t let the madness consume you!” Corrin spoke softly yet urgently to him. Once, she had been in his position, but thanks to Azura, had regained herself. Therefore, she had reason to believe he could recover as well. Sure, she wasn’t anywhere near as old as he was and couldn’t process the sheer level of degeneration he had experienced, but she was acquainted with that urge to let loose and destroy whenever she transformed. “Think of me, and if that doesn’t work, think of mother. Mikoto.”

“Mikoto…”

His tone was distraught, but quiet-- far preferable to the boisterous yell he let out moments ago.

Anankos proved to be as unpredictable as ever, for he suddenly shook her off, sending her tumbling down to the ground.

But his instability caused him to fall down with her. He caught himself with his hands before he could fully tumble, but this still led to a position where he was towering over her. His long hair dangled down by her face, and thanks to this angle, she was able to see his face.

They had the same eyes. The crimson red was indistinguishable.

She wasn’t sure if she had her nudity to blame, but the feeling of being overpowered so suddenly by such a handsome man… it was awakening distracting thoughts! The truth behind their relationship mattered little during this present moment, and she suspected Anankos was thinking similarly, for the dragon dug into his prize anyway.

Corrin wasn’t expecting to feel anguish around her neck, nor did she foresee that pain morphing into a mixture of agony and pleasure. Anankos feasted upon her neck with a rough bite, soon showering it with a barrage of them.

“I’m… not… ah… Mikoto…” Corrin’s lingering sanity tried to reason with him, but deep down, she knew there was no point in resisting the inevitable. Nevertheless, she was curious; who did he see right now? Was it her mother, or her? She had to know! “I’m… Corrin… your… ah… daughter…”

Anankos heard her and paused what he was doing, staring into her eyes for a moment. “I know… you’re not her. I… know you’re my daughter.”

“...and yet…”

“I can barely control my actions anymore,” he spoke with a surprising level of clarity… but the threshold of his physical shaking backed up his words. “Forgive me.”

Corrin knew all along that something like this was a possibility.

No, she knew this was essentially a certainty.

Whenever she had destructive urges of her own, sex was a surprisingly effective deterrent. It allowed her to channel her violent needs into something that was pleasurable for both parties. She had been with her fair share of men and women, and all of them were shocked to discover just how feisty she could get during intimacy!

They never complained though.

The thought of being on the receiving end of these maddening urges for once, however… it was so hot!

And as much as it felt wrong to admit it… she couldn’t deny she was massively turned on by the fact that this was her father she was about to do this with.

Honestly though, she should have expected it! There was a reason all of her siblings had seen this feral side to her. Apparently, she had a kink.

“It’s okay, father,” she spoke calmly to him. “Let it go. Give in to your desires. There will be no need for destruction nor bloodshed when your daughter is happy for you to breed her whenever you want, r-right?”

She was really going to do this, wasn’t she?

This was crazy!

But… it was probably going to work!

It was exciting to witness the effect her words were having on her father. He initially looked baffled at what she had to say, but the realization of her seriousness soon awakened an enormous level of lust within him.

The constant bombardment of neck bites became stronger and fiercer, some drawing blood.

But Anankos wasn’t satisfied with just feasting upon her neck.

He directed his attention to something a little further down, and soon, Corrin found herself humming as he toyed with her breasts. His touches were simple and sweet at first, as if some lingering clarity within him was holding him back, but his lust was ultimately undefeatable. His squeezes became rough and he found much satisfaction in playing with her large breasts, especially her sensitive erect nipples.

Corrin was still a little hesitant. Was this truly the right thing to do?

Anankos…. he was her enemy…

No… this wasn’t the time for doubts. She was doing this because she believed it would truly end the war.

…well, that was the main reason. She certainly wasn’t against the notion of being completely dominated and fucked silly for a change, and the dragon’s instability was proving to be exhilarating. She didn’t know what to expect! That made her even more excited!

Corrin was beginning to feel numb all over. She was crazily aroused.

Maybe… just maybe… the main reason was actually…

Anankos shifted gears and opted to use his mouth, nibbling thirstily on her nipples, and eventually transitioning into harshly biting them. The sudden pain distracted her from her thoughts, but although it hurt… but it hurt good! All of her previous lovers were always a little too hesitant for her liking when it came to rougher play… so she was quite the fan of this!

The way he so greedily played with her suggested he hadn’t made love in quite a long time. She suspected Anankos was uncertain whether to take it slow and savor his meal, or give in to this incredible lust and go wild. She was excited to see which side would win out.

“...t-that’s it…” she attempted to encourage him, already knowing which side she’d personally prefer. “I’m yours…”

Her speech prompted him to release his lips from her breasts, and the grin she subsequently saw simultaneously excited and terrified her.

“You’re right… you’re mine…” he spoke with a commanding tone, discarding his robes and revealing his muscular chest. Though he looked fantastic, she was most drawn to his eyes-- they were glowing a bloody red, perhaps symbolic of his feral side taking over. He was feeling destructive, wasn’t he? Fortunately, he had something to ruin-- his daughter’s body… and all she could hope was that he’d do a good job of it!

Anankos stood up, an act that confused her initially… until he suddenly grabbed her hair and forced her up. She at first believed he wanted her to stand, but when she attempted to do so, he instead took another step back and pulled her forward again, pushing her on her hands and knees. As Corrin took a moment to recuperate from the sudden violence, Anankos discarded the remainder of his clothes, pulling down his leggings to reveal his cock… one that was so large that it eradicated any lingering doubt left within his naughty daughter.

It was a fair bit larger than the biggest she had taken before, so the thought of it being inside her was intimidating…. and mouth-watering…

Luckily, Corrin wasn’t one to back down from a challenge, and this wasn’t going to change now. Not only did she have the fate of worlds on her shoulders, but she also had her own sexual pride to satisfy!

“Worship me,” he ordered her.

She was going to do that anyway. No wonder he made sure to keep her on her knees!

Corrin swallowed and took a moment to mentally prepare herself before placing her hand around his base, making not only her, but its owner shiver. She grinned. Already he was shaking! However, she did suspect he was holding back an internal urge to dominate and suffocate her.

Such a shame! She would have liked that.

But fortunately, she believed such an outcome was inevitable; therefore, she focused on doing as she was told so she could make him reach that point sooner. She contemplated simply feeling him up for a bit, but that salivation problem she was having had to be dealt with too. To eliminate it, she let loose her drool over the tip by using her tongue, tasting her new lover for the first time.

He was delicious.

Eager to sample more, she covered the tip of her father’s cock in a multitude of kisses and licks, increasing her pace whenever her thirst amplified. Eager to give the entirety of his member attention worthy of worship, she trailed those kisses downwards in a frenzy, not caring that what she was doing lacked elegance. It wasn’t like her lover had any of that either! Corrin decided it was best to empty her mind and let instinct go over.

She had to be careful about that though! If she was too carefree, she’d become as degenerated as her father, albeit in a slightly different manner. Nevertheless, her worries did little to stop her acceleration. Corrin was acting as if this cock was her first meal in weeks. She wasn’t sure if she could stop smooching it all over!

Every kiss was subsequently increasing her desire to ramp up the intensity… and there was only one way to truly accomplish that. If she wanted to taste everything, she had to take this monstrosity of a cock inside her mouth… but there was no way she could do that! Far too big! Impossible! It would break her in two.

Such thoughts were naturally all motivation to her.

When she finally concluded the worshiping session, she looked up at Anankos, noticing he was in a trance. He was fairly out of breath for one as powerful as he, but she liked that! It proved she was doing a good job! Her objective now was to keep him in that state and ramp up the pressure. This way, she could prove her dedication and loyalty to her new master and make certain that the both of them experience pleasure unlike anything they had ever felt before.

Corrin had never felt more determined in her entire life. She was going to show him everything she had learned. There would be no need for any more war when Anankos could simply let out all his frustrations on her, fucking her mouth for hours upon end, or pounding her pussy into submission, or breaking her ass in two…

“I didn't say you could stop,” Anankos spoke sternly.

Corrin’s eyes widened as his cock pushed against her mouth suddenly, and the shock of it caused her to instinctively open it, allowing his mass to force its way inside her warm mouth. She had to do her best to avoid gagging as the tip of her nose tickled his pubic hair. He had forced everything inside her without warning! She could feel everything! Her mouth was full. Her throat was full!

It served her right. She was too busy fantasizing instead of taking care of her poor father! She was being a bad daughter, and rightfully deserved to be punished.

And punished she was.

Anankos was quivering and making all sorts of noises, undeniably thanks to the compactness and humidity of her mouth, but it didn’t take long for him to adjust to the pressure. He placed his hands on her crown and tightly grabbed her hair, beginning to thrust.

His motions weren’t slow and steady in the slightest. He started fucking her throat remorselessly fast, and she could feel him continuously speeding up every time his balls slapped against her chin.

Corrin had never been treated this way before. Even the past lovers who liked being a little rough had avoided anything that would cause suffocation. Though she appreciated their dignity, this kind of treatment was especially refreshing.

This was so crazy! She was being facefucked by her father-- who she just met! The scenario was bizarre, and yet, the ridiculousness of it all was immensely arousing! She was thinking all sorts of new and exciting impure thoughts too! It was bliss.

Anankos enhanced the rough treatment by not only thrusting his hips, but also using the grasp he had on her head to frequently pull her closer, effectively increasing the speed at which his cock infiltrated her throat. All Corrin could do was sit back and allow this delightful torment to continue. She could barely breathe anymore, but such a sensation was merely adding to her perverted pleasure.

Corrin wished there was a way to communicate her appreciation, but Anankos was likely so absorbed by pleasure that she doubted her message would get through.

Not that it really mattered. He probably already knew that she liked-- no, loved this.

Anankos continued to bash her throat over, and over, and over again. There was no end in sight. A dragon amid degeneration did not mean he was lacking stamina one bit. If anything, the sanctuary of her mouth was granting him all the energy he could ever want thanks to how good it felt. She was his to use, and he used her well.

When his dick finally left her mouth, it took a while for her to process its absence. She had endured the throat-fucking for so long that she had actually lost track of time!

It felt weird to be able to breathe properly again. She didn’t know if she liked it! Being able to always taste cock in her mouth was far preferable.

But there was a reason he stopped.

“On your back,” he spoke as sternly as ever, his voice always making her feel intimidated in the best of ways. Even though her body ached, she did what her master desired of her, resting on the grass and spreading her legs, showing him just how drenched she was. “You’re a good daughter.”

“Anything for my daddy…” she mumbled weakly.

“Anything?” he seemed amused by the comment.

“Anything!”

Anankos smirked, leaning down and dashing his finger across the gap between her legs, purposefully evading the spot that would give her so much pleasure.

It wasn’t just a means to tease her, however. He had plans.

Corrin watched as his finger was coated with a purple magic, but she didn’t feel any difference in his touch.

“If you agree, you will be bound to me forevermore,” he stated. “What do you say?”

“Yes--- a thousand times, yes!”

Corrin did not hesitate. This was yet another possibility she had signed up for, and one she secretly wished would come to pass.

“Good.”

Anankos began to move his finger slowly, and for a brief moment, she wondered what the magical aura enveloped around it meant. When Corrin finally decided to look down and see how he was moving it, she realized he was doing.

He was binding her to him… and in quite a spectacular way.

To show his intentions, he had used his magic to mark her with a symbol-- the Vallite symbol.

How he was able to mark her like this without succumbing to his primal state was beyond her.

Corrin quickly learned why. He was holding back. Significantly

She had to commend him for the willpower!

Nevertheless, she still found great amusement in the fact that she was probably the most broken out of the two of them now. Maybe, deep down, she actually desired a destructive dicking from her daddy more than saving the world! Maybe…

No, of course not! That was just her horny mind speaking. She was doing this mainly for the sake of her family, to avoid further bloodshed-- to end the war!

Sexual satisfaction was just a mere bonus!

Definitely!

Definitely!

Anankos snickered, satisfied with the mark he had drawn.

“You are mine now.”

Corrin was becoming quite the fan of these shivers.

She felt a little silly for not noticing it earlier, but the symbol was placed exactly where her womb was. That meant only one thing… it meant…

Her volatile thoughts were interrupted when she saw him kneel down and push up that destructive dick against her pussy lips, causing her breathing to worsen even further.

Corrin was very glad she wasn’t a virgin. If she was, she wasn’t sure if she’d be able to survive the inevitable brutality of their lovemaking-- this thing was bound to hurt her no matter, all thanks to its amazing size!

But that was good, of course. She was curious to learn just how much it would hurt, and how long it would take before her insides adapted to the pressure and-

…once again, she was caught off guard by Anankos’s eagerness… though if anyone was to blame, it was her! She just couldn’t stop fantasizing about being absolutely broken!

There was no more time for entertaining thoughts-- not anymore. This was reality. Anankos had pushed forward, unable to puncture her pussy with his first attempt, allowing her a little extra time to mentally prepare herself. Simply feeling his cock pushing up against her felt heavenly! He hadn’t even found his mark yet!

His second attempt was a success. Almost immediately, she felt her pussy open more than it ever had before while he slotted his dick inside her.

It was divine.

It hurt, but it felt good! It hurt, but it felt good! It hurt, but it felt so good!

Anankos paid no heed to the hums of painful pleasure his daughter was letting out while he continuously slid further inside her.

How?

How was he this big?!

…more importantly, how was she able to take it?!

Perhaps she’d have time to deduce the answers to those questions later… assuming she’d even survive this breeding session.

Anankos didn’t stop until his member was pushing up hard against the entrance to her womb. Her inner walls were squeezing him madly, trying their best to force his length out so they could return to their original position, but his cock was simply too strong. Even though he had stopped, Corrin was experiencing an abnormal amount of pleasure, and she believed her father was feeling similarly.

This was quite the unique way for a father and daughter to get to know each other! She found much satisfaction in the realization that they were sweating and panting almost in sync. At least she knew what parent she had inherited this extraordinary sexual appetite from now!

“Da… dah… daaaddddyyy…” Corrin was honestly shocked she was still capable of any comprehensible speech. She figured all she’d be able to let out was moans by this point! Nevertheless, she used her speech effectively, begging for something that would ironically rid herself of her ability to talk at all. “B-Breeeed meeeee…”

Her selfish demands resonated with her lover, prompting him to finally adapt to the extraordinary pressure that was his daughter’s pussy and give her the firm fucking both of them desired.

Anankos promptly dug his fingers deep into her breasts, using them as something to hold as he began fucking her. For once, his motions were minimal, for as strong as he was, she was exceptionally tight. The silent dragon didn’t mind; he knew her pussy would ultimately submit to his rule, but to accomplish this, he had to fight ferociously against her cheeky squeezing and pound her body into submission. Thus, before Corrin could even begin to fathom the inconceivable pleasure already surging through her draconic veins, he started to accelerate his thrusting.

Corrin started to worry! Her mind was already on the verge of shutting down, and his hastening was not helping that feeling dwindle! Already, Anankos was beginning to conquer her pussy, and although her dragon blood was helping her remain conscious despite this brutal pounding, she was only a half-dragon! Maybe she wasn’t built for this after all. Maybe this was her fate-- to become nothing but a thing for her father to breed whenever he wanted.

Though such thoughts were admittedly hot, she wasn’t going to allow her to succumb so easily! Just because she liked being roughed up didn’t mean she was going to go down without a fight! She had survived some brutal throat-bashing already. She was going to survive this too!

“F-Faster…!” her speech was a mere whisper in comparison to the radiance of her groans, but his enhanced hearing allowed him to hear. “You’re b-being t-too s-slow, d-d-daddy!”

Corrin knew she was asking for it, but she wanted to feel everything! She wasn’t sure if he was holding back, but he certainly wasn’t using the entirety of his strength. She had to fix that! She needed to convince him to give her everything. Everything!

After all, she wanted to be a good daughter.

Anankos heard her plea and responded to her demands quickly, deciding to change their position to fulfill their ultimate desires. He released his hands from her breasts and instead placed them below her knees, tilting her legs up and further towards her head, not stopping until they were past her shoulders. Corrin was glad she was flexible! Satisfied with her new position, Anankos climbed on top of her, his cock never once leaving her pussy in its entirety as he shifted. Once he was ready, he slammed it back in… and this time, Corrin screamed.

Something about this position was allowing him to push even deeper than before! It was incredible. She could feel wonderful sensations echo throughout her entire being as her pussy accommodated the entirety of his cock. Without a doubt, she was fated to wake up the next day limping… at best! With how ruthless he was with his pounding, she wouldn’t be surprised if she’d temporarily lose her ability to even walk!

But a constant reminder of their lovemaking didn’t sound so bad!

As enjoyable as this was, she was a little fearful her screaming was becoming too loud. She didn’t want anyone to find them!

As if knowing what she was thinking, Anankos released one hand and relocated it to her throat, grasping it firmly. It disrupted his rhythm a little, but he was rewarded for his efforts nevertheless when her pussy tightened up.

The only thing Corrin could think about now was how she was still conscious. On the plus side, at least her voice wasn’t as deafening anymore. Her father’s grip was strong enough to disturb her breathing, but he was holding back his strength. That was good. As much as she enjoyed this suffocating feeling, she didn’t want to choke!

Corrin was glad she hadn’t slipped into unconsciousness. As mind-boggling as her gratification was, she wouldn’t trade it for any other feeling in the world. This was what it felt like to be used… and she was addicted.

…and that grin! Anankos’s wicked smile was something she couldn’t avert her eyes away from… not that she wanted to, anyway.

He knew he had dominated her. Even though this was his daughter, he felt no remorse! What a vile, wicked, and evil dragon!

She loved it.

Corrin was offered some respite when he allowed her to breathe properly again, but it was only so he could put all his energy into fucking her… and that he did. His thrusts were fast, powerful, and shook her very being. Her body was not ready for this kind of blissful torment, but she was determined more than anything to see this through to the end!

…especially because a breathtaking orgasm was on its way. She wouldn’t be surprised if her inevitable climax would end up making her pass out. Even if that were fated to happen, she at least wanted to experience a moment of the agonizing pleasure she was bound to experience!

Anankos’s rhythm never faltered, except for whenever he was somehow able to speed up even further. Her ears was treated to the most primal and loudest sloppy sounds of sex she had ever heard, and it was beautiful.

“Caaaahhh… Caaahhhhhhmmmm… caahhh… aah… ah…!” Corrin tried her absolute best to tell her father what was about to happen to her, but her lungs finally betrayed her. All she could let out was crackling sounds of joy. She had no air left.

Despite his overwhelming endurance and stamina, Anankos couldn’t take much more either, and his daughter’s pussy walls suddenly strangling his cock was exactly what he needed to reach his peak. It happened just as he was fully sealed inside her too, allowing for the entirety of his sensitive shaft to be treated to a tightness so strong it hurt… but he quite liked the pain he was experiencing. Like father, like daughter!

The incredible pressure finally brought him to his orgasm, allowing parent and child to bond in a very special way. He groaned as he flooded her fertile womb with what felt like a ridiculous level of cum, all thanks to an orgasm that lasted far longer than the typical one. His climax amplified the intensity of his daughter’s bliss, bringing it to a threshold that would have had her screaming if her lungs were working properly.

Anankos eventually collapsed on top of his daughter, and for the first time in a very long time, he experienced a level of clarity unlike any other.

He no longer felt an uncontrollable urge to destroy. He no longer felt hatred. He no longer felt like he wasn’t in control of his own body.

All of these feelings were abundant while he was making love to his daughter, but now, they are at their utmost highest.

“...Corrin…” he mumbled, unable to lift his body off her. His energy was lacking, and their sweaty bodies were stuck together. “I… you…”

The forgotten dragon was too exhausted. He drifted off into a sleep, and for once, it was littered with no nightmares. He dreamed peacefully of an era long gone, and not once did he stir in his sleep.

___

To awaken without a feeling of dread or hatred coursing through his veins was unusual for Anankos.

But those feelings were still there. They were suppressed and easy to ignore, but still there… and he didn't know how long this state would last. That worried him. Clarity had finally returned to him! He didn't want it to leave again.

He took a moment to observe his surroundings. He was still in the forest, laying down amidst grass. Despite how desolated Valla was, these woods more or less being intact made him reminisce of eras long gone.

He remembered creating this kingdom. He remembered the wonderful people he had befriended and guided.

He remembered prophesying his own ruin. He remembered weaving together a magical song that would weaken him. He remembered Cadros, the first-ever king of Valla.

He remembered the day he briefly lost his mind, annihilating an entire forest. He remembered how they had turned against him! He remembered-

"You're awake!" a female voice, one that sounded especially enthusiastic, was there to snatch him away from those thoughts. He was glad, for they were not going down a pleasant route. "I was worried I had accidentally gotten you killed or something. Sure, that would have been a solution to the war… but it wouldn’t have been an end I'd be proud of!"

…killed?

Hah.

Anankos snickered.

Sure, the sex they had was quite mind-blowing, but that wasn’t enough to put him down… nor her.

But this wasn’t the time for amusement! There were important matters to attend to, such as the fact that his daughter was currently with him! He had never truly been granted the opportunity to be an actual father… though he had already squandered the chance at a traditional father-daughter relationship already, hadn’t he?

Well, it wasn’t so bad. It wasn’t like they were typical people.

"Corrin… how are you feeling?”

He felt a little foolish asking that question. For someone nude and in the presence of their enemy, his daughter was very bubbly. That told him everything he needed to know. Somehow, her chains were gone. No one could have gotten rid of them, so was she capable of discarding them all along? How interesting…

…he really did have sex with Corrin, didn’t he?”

Did he feel regret?

He wasn't sure, but his answer was leaning towards no. Though their love-making blurred the line between whether he was acting consciously or instinctively, he couldn't forget that she loved every part of it, and so did he. There was no need to feel remorse in that case, was there?

Especially because it granted him so much clarity! It felt good to… think! No longer was he controlled by pure destructive instinct.

But he was still concerned it wouldn't last.

“I’m feeling wonderful,” she answered. “Limping a little, but nothing I can’t handle, daddy dear~”

…Anankos really had no idea how she was swooning over the man meant to be her enemy.

It was cute in a way… but he knew it was best to intervene lest he get attached.

The silent dragon sat up, observing the world around him again. Valla, despite all it had been through, was still beautiful.

It had to stay that way.

…and there was only one way he could guarantee that.

"Corrin… you need to kill me.”

He felt awful seeing his daughter’s cheerfulness fade.

"...come again?" she wasn't sure if she had heard him correctly.

This wasn’t going to be an easy conversation.

"I don't know why, but I'm conscious of my actions… but I know that will not last," he elaborated, standing up and gazing at her. "Therefore, you must seize this opportunity. Kill me now while I'm vulnerable. It will save not only Valla, but Hoshido and Nohr! Do it before… I lose myself. Don’t let me become that monstrosity once more."

Corrin said nothing.

…for quite a long time.

Anankos knew he was asking a lot from her, especially after all they had done, so he was willing to wait.

"I'm not doing that!" she finally answered, her voice stern and loud. The poor girl looked like she was on the verge of tears-- tears that should have been shed for somebody else, not someone who was long past their expiration date. "I'm not going to abandon you!"

Anankos sighed. "You must!”

"No, I refuse!" she was stubborn. Very stubborn. "I was told you were mad-- but if you are, then so am I! We are both dragons-- we are prone to disastrous urges, but I know how to deal with them, and because of that, I can help you! You just have to let me.”

Anankos appreciated the undeserved devotion. She was a good girl and raised by good people. He was happy about that.

But even though Corrin’s heart was in the right place, she was naive to think that mere intimacy could be the solution to a problem that caused the destruction of an entire kingdom! It simply couldn’t be that easy!

"...I'm afraid it's not that simple. This clarity is temporary. It has happened before, and I once again descended into madness, and I don't want you here when-"

Corrin now knew where her stubbornness originated from, at least. Unfortunately for her dad, she was far more determined! She interrupted him hastily with a warm hug that shut his mouth.

…whether that was from the surprise of it or the feeling of her busty body wasn’t something she was so sure about, but it ultimately didn't matter.

“...I can’t kill you,” she repeated herself, mumbling into his chest. She initially sounded saddened, but her tone oddly transitioned into a giggly one. “For one…. I don’t even have my sword.”

“You can turn into a-”

“Then I’d go on a rampage,” she interrupted him. “That wouldn’t be good for anybody.”

As silly as these reasons were, she wasn’t wrong.

Anankos’s memory was fuzzy-- he recalled ordering her capture, wishing to take advantage over her separation from the rest of the army… but he couldn’t recall why he wanted her alive.

Perhaps he subconsciously didn’t want her to die. He knew who she was. He knew how they were related. Even the most insane of people would at least think twice before slaying their own blood.

…he didn’t know for sure though. It hurt to think!

“Then take me back to your friends and family,” he suggested a compromise. “Have them kill me, so you don’t have-”

“Father!” she gazed up at him, pouting at him. It radiated so much frustration, yet was utterly adorable. He sighed. She was right. That wouldn’t make things easier for her. It would arguably be tougher in a way, since-  “I don’t want the entire army to see me naked!”

…ah.

“Then… uh, what do you propose we do?” Anankos was close to giving up.

“Firstly, you sit down for a second,” she proposed.

Anankos wasn’t sure what she was planning, but he figured there was nothing to lose from playing along. He was curious to see what she’d do. Thus, he did as she requested… and upon doing so, she sat down with him… but on his lap. Of course. “Good! Now let me quench the madness that plagues you! All you have to do… is sit back, and relax.”

Why did she have to feel so… smooth? Soft? Serene?!

If any madness was going to take him over, it was lust.

Anankos tried to resist. “...Corrin, this wasn’t what I had-”

“Father, have you forgotten already?” she giggled, grabbing his wrist and placing it slightly below her stomach… right where the symbol he had drawn was. “I am yours, remember? It is my duty to serve you, and I will do so by allowing you to use me.”

He wasn’t sure why he was resisting.

Anankos could feel it.

Urges.

But, for once, he welcomed their presence.

He craved her. Her neck. Her breasts. Her stomach. Her legs. Everything she had to offer.

He wanted, no-- needed it!

“...that’s the spirit~” she giddily mumbled as she felt his erection push up against her body. She reacted to it quickly, raising her body slightly so she could impale herself on her daddy’s dick, and once Anankos felt those divine sensations coursing through his veins, any doubt that this wasn’t the cure faded away.

If this was the way to satisfy the urge to destroy… to quiet them… then maybe, maybe, he didn’t dislike them as much anymore.

“Let me do all the work, daddy~” she hummed, sounding completely enthralled by his cock, and rightfully so. It was already firmly sealed inside her, and despite his size and how tight she was, she had adapted wonderfully!

Corrin followed through with her words, holding onto his shoulders as she started to ride him. Anankos believed he would be glued to the sight of his cock constantly slipping in and out of her body, and while he was for a time, her breasts jiggling up and down so frantically stole his attention.

They were teasing him-- flopping around in his face like that!

Anankos put a stop to their constant movement, grabbing both and feasting upon one of her nipples. He not only sucked hard on them, but also teasingly bit every now and then, satisfying his desire for rougher play. His wonderful daughter was thrown off her rhythm by the sudden stimulation, but she adjusted well, showing off the strength she had inherited from him by continuing to bounce on his dick with great haste.

Unfortunately for his darling daughter, as much as he appreciated the effort she was putting into what she was doing, it just wasn’t as fun unless he was the one making a mess out of her! This wasn’t satisfying the desire to destroy enough!

He knew how to fix this little problem though!

Corrin yelped when Anankos grabbed her neck, swiftly pushing her onto the ground and snatching control away.

But truthfully, she wasn’t that surprised.

It was obvious who the dominator in this relationship was. She just wanted to remind him of his role, and then be punished for dare thinking she had any agency!

With one hand now fiercely wrapped around her neck, and relentless strength pounding her poor pussy, Corrin was now in a state of complete and utter thrill!

“T-That… it… aahh…” she tried to speak, but found it challenging to do so when her breathing was worsening by the second.

Anankos spared her no mercy.

It didn’t matter that she was his adorable daughter! Her daddy was angry at her, but that was okay! She was more than happy to receive this punishment~

What would Ryoma and Xander say if they saw her now? What would Azura say? Leo? Takumi? Sakura? Elise? Hinoka? Camilla-

…well, Camilla would probably understand.

Maybe!

Nevertheless, the thought of their horrified and bewildered faces… it excited her.

Maybe her father’s suggestion of bringing him back to their base was a sound one-- she could show them all who her new master was, and prove it by letting them bare witness to a brutal fucking that would leave her shaking in glee even hours after she had been pumped full of cum…

Ahahaha…

Ahaha…

Corrin’s vision was already blurry beyond belief… but now, even her thoughts were beginning to distort!

Her hearing was somewhat intact… if one counted a constant smack smack smack ringing in her ears as functional hearing. The frequency was increasing too! Anankos’s raw speed and strength knew no limits, and she was blessed to be the one on the receiving end of it all! Only someone who had inherited that power could withstand it, so it was fitting that she was capable of taking it!

Granted, being able to take something didn’t mean she wasn’t a delirious mess. She was salivating. She was sweating everywhere. She was hot! Hot hot hot!

All the ways her body was reacting never dwindled her father, however. He just kept fucking her! Each and every one of her weak spots were being stimulated… including some she didn’t even know she had!

“D-Don’t stop… d-d-dontstop… dontstopdontstopdontstop!!!”

It was a miracle she was able to cry out like that, though she had no idea if he could even understand her. She was barely comprehensible, the result of a multitude of factors. All his fault, naturally.

But it wasn’t like it mattered anyway. Anankos was not going to stop until he had pumped his adorable daughter full of his cum once more.  Good! Good! That was what she wanted…!

She wanted her father’s cum.

Daddy’s cum!

His cum…!

Cum…!

…

Corrin was gone.

Her thoughts were numb.

Her body was numb.

Everything was numb.

…and it felt so, so good!

At long last, the moment she had been waiting not so patiently for arrived, and it ascended her pleasure to levels she never believed she could comprehend.

The orgasm she had earlier was sublime.

But this one?

She wasn’t sure what was causing its higher intensity. Was her father being that much rougher with her? Or was there some sort of greater love in play?

She really didn’t know… but it hurt to think, so she didn’t care for long.

What mattered was that she felt incredible. Corrin had never felt this good in her entire life! She prayed for this moment to last forever, and while it sadly couldn’t… it was extended by something that raised her bliss ever so slightly higher.

A boiling warmth from within.

Inside her. Her womb.

She was being impregnated.

By her father.

Corrin smiled, and giggled happily for a few moments. Though her body was battered and tired, she had never felt so at peace.

But as strong as she was, and of course, more than willing to keep going, exhaustion was an undefeatable foe. This time, it was she who fell into a deep slumber first.

…and of course, she dreamed very happily!

___

During her adventures in Hoshido and Nohr, Corrin had always wondered who she’d end up falling in love with.

Not even in her wildest dreams could she have guessed this outcome.

It was… quite the experience, convincing the combined armies that Anankos was actually no threat!

But somehow, somehow, they had prevailed. A multitude of staged skirmishes, and a fabricated battle against the silent dragon, was all that was needed.

Corrin played her part well. Almost too well! She had actually dealt a significant blow to her father when they were playing pretend. It was a good way to convince them of his supposed demise though.

When the armies returned to their respective nations and celebrated the end of the war, Corrin soon returned to Valla.

…where she was adequately punished by her father for the wound she had given him.

But it wasn’t so bad! She quite liked to dash her tongue up and down that scar.

Corrin became the new queen of Valla. Anankos remained within the shadows, aiding her in secret.

His destructive urges were never quite eliminated, but Corrin was able to keep them in check.

And here she was, sitting on the throne and observing the rebuilt Castle Gyges with a smile on her face. Her hands were on her tummy, rubbing it gently.

“Only a few months left,” Anankos emerged from the shadows.

“Yes, and it’s sad,” she commented.

“Will you miss being pregnant?” he theorized.

Corrin laughed. “No, it’s sad because I’ll be at the stage where you can’t fuck me as roughly!

“I’ll survive,” Anankos was amused by the true reason. “You do more than enough for me already, dear.”

“This won’t be the last time I’ll be pregnant either, so you should get used to it while you can!” she giggled. “I want a lot of kids!”

“Then we’ll have a lot of kids.”

When her father started to play with her hair, she cooed. Though their sex life was amazingly vibrant and prominent, the two did enjoy their more gentler moments too.

“And if my pregnancy means you can’t rough me up as much as you want to, we can always invite another,” Corrin proposed.

“...who?” Anankos was bewildered by the idea, though a little curious too. “Not to mention that we’d have to reveal the fact that I still live. That might not be wise.”

“I have someone in mind,” Corrin snickered.

Anankos crossed his arms and sighed. “Are you going to tell me or leave me in suspense?”

“I’ll give you a hint!” the queen was enjoying their little game. “I think it’s time you stop playing favorites and give your other daughter some love too.”

Anankos had no idea how to react to that.

He hadn’t forgotten about her, of course. How could he?

But… she didn’t know what was going on between him and Corrin, and of course, she didn’t know he still lived! Would she even understand?

…maybe.

Maybe!

Anankos was having some entertaining thoughts.

“You are quite the degenerate of a dragon,” was all he had to say on the matter.

“The good kind of degenerate!”

There was a reason Corrin had brought up this specific individual.

Anankos was right to be fearful, but he underestimated just how much his other child actually knew. She was a very observant one, but had refrained from saying anything.

But Corrin had noticed.

Perhaps one day!

Nevertheless, she was happy for the time being.

She had quite the interesting lover, and was eagerly awaiting her firstborn.

He was happy too, especially now that he was freed from the clutches of madness. Anankos had been doing his part to right his wrongs. It was taking time, but he was getting there.

All in all, the future was bright.

Not just for them, but for Valla, Hoshido, and Nohr.

…hopefully no one would find out the truth!