Suikoden V - Alpha Prince

“They’re awfully tight.” Remarked Faroush gazing at the white pants in the mirror.

“They’re absolutely perfect.”, replied Oulan kneeling next to him as she ran one hand down his thigh tracing the obvious outline of his cock.

“Do you have anything looser?” he asked the well dressed grey haired woman watching Oulan with disapproval.

Madam Stren answered, “Hmmm…of course, I have several items that would be…tasteful. I’ll be right-“

The buxom martial artist interrupted, “Don’t worry about it. We’ll take these.” She smirked at Faroush, “My potch. My clothes. I want to see Mr. Dragon whenever I want.”

He sighed and rolled his eyes at the name she’d bestowed upon his member. Oulan was being downright possessive since waking from her nap. The whole trip through the bustling castle to this tailor she’d had her hands upon him somewhere, not that he really minded all that much. His own hand had been glued to that ass of hers enjoying the feel of her taut muscles as she sauntered along.

His eyes returned to the mirror. The rest of his ensemble consisted of an extremely tight (of course…) sleeveless blue shirt again hugging the muscles of his torso so closely as to outline them. She’d also gotten him some black boots which felt strange. He was used to his elaborate sandals.

“Mmmmm….you look good enough to eat.” Said Oulan her eyes gleaming as she stood once more, now lightly running her hand across the panes of Faroush’s chest.

“Do I?” he replied with a grin as he slid has palm along her cheek and into the thick purplish-red hair that cradled her face. He drew her close and she bent down to kiss him hungrily. His hands found that firm ass he enjoyed so much before Oulan lifted him up squeezing him to her generous bosom.

“Ah-hem, I’d appreciate if you paid for those clothes before you ruin them.” Said Madam Stren with distaste.

Minutes later they were standing outside the shop on the narrow avenue that most of the businesses in the castle were located.

“Well, where to now, Faroush?” asked Oulan.

“I don’t know. Maybe we should head back to your room. Viki might be awake.” He said as his eyes followed a beautiful pale girl walk by. Her silver hair had first drawn his attention and her movements were so graceful she seemed to float, as she passed she yawned and for a moment her purple eyes stared into his.

“I doubt it.” Said Oulan appreciating Sierra’s beauty as well, “She looked like she was going to be out for a long time. She better be if she’s gonna sleep through having the girls all over her face.” She pressed her arms together pressing out her breasts and recapturing Faroush’s eyes. “Of course, if you want to go back and give me another ride, I’m all for it.”

Faroush chuckled, “As good as that sounds, I don’t think I’m fully recovered from the first ride.”

Glancing down, she remarked, “Mr. Dragon says otherwise.”

“Uh-huh, come on and show me around Genkaku Castle.” This place sort of reminded him of home, certainly not the architecture but the sense of community and purpose about the castle.

“I’m going to show you and that’s final!” said Eilie her voice raised.

“I believe you, Eilie. This isn’t necessary.” Replied Rina with perfect composure which only served to infuriate her sister even more.

“No you don’t! You’re just saying that.” Said Eilie as they walked down the hallway. Finally, she had something over her sister, her perfect sexy sister who got whatever she wanted.

Rina sighed. Her sister’s inferiority complex had always been a problem and she tried her best not to upset her but it seemed that whatever she did, Eilie still became agitated. Maybe if she went along with this it would be a step in new direction for Eilie, not that Riou could really be as big as Eilie said. Considering her sister’s inexperience just about any penis would probably seem huge to her. Still, Rina was prepared to act suitably impressed for her benefit. (Then again hadn’t she heard something about Riou’s largeness somewhere else?)

Though the idea that Riou was just going to whip it out seemed unlikely, but then again perhaps she’d misjudged him. He was having sex with her sister after all.

“Have you told Riou about this?” she asked.

“Of course! I’m not a moron!” replied heatedly.

Rina sent a look heavenward…

Faroush rounded the corner and as he saw the two dark haired girls approaching, he uttered under his breath, “Oh…hello, there.”

Oulan smirked, “Indeed… I’ve flirted with Rina, the long haired one in the dress, but that’s all I’ve managed…she’s a tease, the little minx.”

The idea of Oulan seducing another beautiful female made Faroush’s pants even more uncomfortable. Along with the mutual sexual attraction between them he found himself settling into an easy familiarity with Oulan. She reminded him of Kyle quite a bit.

“And the scantily clad sister?” As they got closer it was easy to tell the two were close enough in appearance to be related.

“Cute little thing, wouldn’t mind having her moaning on the end of my tongue but she seems to have only eyes for Lord Riou. I think they may even be a couple these days.” Replied Oulan as she watched Rina’s hips sway hypnotically.

Oh really? Sounds like a challenge…

Grinning he quickly told Oulan what he had in mind.

Rina was glad to see Eilie had the presence of mind to end her argument as Oulan and her handsome young companion approached.

She greeted the tall martial artist.

Oulan responded, “Hey there, Rina… Eilie. I’d like you to meet Faroush. He’s from the Queendom of Falena.”

Faroush smiled widely and thickened his accent, “Truly I am blessed to look upon such beauty.” Before Eilie could do anything, he stepped up to her and pulled her into a deep kiss. She was stiff and unresponsive at first but softened as the sensations his warm lips caused washed over her.

After a moment, he broke away leaving Eilie red faced and stunned.

Rina was prepared as the pretty silver haired boy moved to her but she didn’t pull back, merely taking it in stride as she did all things. She even kissed him back and opened her mouth allowing his tongue to slide in upon hers.

Oulan watched this with no small amount of awe and quite a bit of jealousy. Finally he broke from Rina leaving the girl breathless despite her calm demeanor, and Oulan spoke up, “Oh Faroush! I told you that’s not the custom here!” Looking at the sisters she apologized, “I’m sorry about that I really am”

Rina raised one dark eyebrow at Oulan showing that she wasn’t quite buying it but said nothing as Eilie exclaimed, “Really?! That’s how everybody greets everybody else in Falena? They kiss? Even two men?”

Faroush was about to shake his head when Oulan said, “Yep! If you thought you were surprised you should have seen the look on Flik’s face!”

He sent Oulan a look that let her know she was going to pay for that later as Eilie’s eyes widened even further and Rina giggled sexily.

Faroush found himself appreciating Eilie’s beauty and when the girl noticed she managed to turn even redder. “Um…oh it was nice meeting you…but uh...we have to go…very important meeting you see...” With that she quickly moved around them and headed down the hall.

Rina moved slowly to follow her sister. She paused for a moment before passing them, her dark eyes flickering downward to take in the massive bulge so evident in Faroush’s pants that she could easily make out the shape of the flared head. “It was very nice to meet you Faroush. I’ve never met anybody from Falena. I’d love to hear more of your customs later.” Her eyes lingered on his for a moment before sending a sultry look Oulan’s way. “Oulan.”

Both Faroush and Oulan turned to watch her walk down the hallway after her sister, hips sashaying under her dress.

“See what I mean….sexy little minx…damn! And she wants you. I knew it! One look at Mr. Dragon in those tight little pants and they just wet themselves…Fuck!” panted Oulan as she pinched one thick nipple between her thumb and fore finger.

“She’s not the only one.” He said pushing her roughly back against the wall and flipping her long skirt out of the way, revealing her maroon body suit moistening once more.

He pressed her lips to hers and eagerly thrust his tongue into her mouth as her mouth furiously worked against his. She grinded her loins against his hard on as she made out with him, moaning into his mouth as his hand squeezed her sensitive breasts.

Faroush was surprised at the depth of his attraction for this woman. It wasn’t just her incredible body…and it was incredible. But he felt a kindred spirit in her…She devoted herself to protecting others…she was smart and funny…It was hard to describe and a little scary.

It also didn’t hurt that her pussy seemed custom built for his cock. So hot so wet… Her channel just the right size to fit his member without any need to gently work it in. He could pound her tight strong body as hard as he wanted and she’d only scream out for more.

Oulan was a little frightened of the sudden emotions Faroush was causing in her. His body turned her on like no other. She’d always swung both ways but she’d leaned towards women. Not anymore…at least not where him and his miracle cock were concerned. She was a passionate woman…she absolutely loved sex but it had never been like that before. She’d never had multiple orgasms before but that big prick inside her made them pop pop like firecrackers. It felt perfect inside her.

Her feelings weren’t just physical; in the short time they’d been together his bright personality drew her like a moth to the flame. She mentally shook it off as a crush but something inside her knew it was too strong for that.

He pulled his lips away long enough to utter, “Jealous when I kissed them?”

Kiss.

“No…well, not much…it made me so hot… I just kept thinking about you fucking them…

Kiss.

“You want to fuck Rina?”

Kiss

“Runes Yes….she teases me so bad….Oooh I’d love to see her beg for your cock…like I do….Fuck I need it in me…”

Kiss

Suddenly, Faroush was determined to give this woman whatever she wanted. Fuck, if she wanted Rina…then by the Sun Rune…he was going to give Rina to her.

Kiss

“Um…Excuse me, but public shows of affection are really rude and I’m sure its prohibited.” Said a high pitched voice but neither paid it any attention so lost to their lust were they.

After a moment, Nina poked the boy hard in the shoulder, “Excuse me! Did you hear me?”

Faroush broke the kiss and turned around but before he could say anything to the blonde girl, Oulan seized the girl’s wrist. “Yes, we did. And what’s really rude is interrupting an astonishingly good kiss!”

Nina cried out as the very strong woman forced her to bend over, holding on to her with one arm around her torso. Oulan glanced at Faroush, “I’ve wanted to do this for a looong time.”

Faroush watched as she flipped up the girl’s grey pleated skirt, not sure what to say.

“Oooh cute little panties!” said Oulan to Nina’s cute little behind covered with frilly white panties.

“Hey! What- You can’t be serious, you’re not-“

“Oh, yes I am…” replied Oulan as she grasped the girl’s panties.

Nina cried out once more as her butt was suddenly bared and then again as the crazy woman’s hand made contact.

“Ow! Stop it!” Two more slaps resounded in the hallway before the struggling girl suddenly found herself on the floor as Oulan suddenly let her go.

She scrambled to her feet and turned around, her face fierce. She pointed a finger at Oulan and stabbed it at her a few times, before finally saying, “Oh…You’re gonna get it! I’m telling my knight! You’ll be sorry when Sir Flik gets through with you!”

She turned her finger on Faroush, “And you! You’re no gentleman! You oughta be ashamed of yourself…letting this beastly woman lay a hand on an innocent young girl! Hmmph!”

With one more fierce glare back at Oulan she turned and started to walk away. She stopped. Bending down she pulled up her panties. With that, she stalked away.

Faroush and Oulan stared at each for a few moments before bursting out laughing.

After a moment, she asked, “You think I overreacted?”

Faroush got control of himself and stared at her with a serious look upon his face. He waited for a few moments as he watched a little worry appear upon her face, then he grinned, “Naaaah!”

She launched herself at him, “You’ll pay for that!”


Nanami swung her Blossom rods back and forth, concentrating on perfecting her form rather than defeating an imaginary opponent. Riou was stuck up in his room studying some texts on tactics and history Shu had given him, so she’d decided to spend some time in the dojo making sure she’d be strong enough to continue to protect her little brother. She just wished he didn’t have to fight…why couldn’t they all just run away together? Why did Jowy leave?

Jowy?

Could that be him?

“Jowy!” She ran across the wooden floor dodging past a pair of sparring Matilda knights of the blue variety and managing to avoid Wakaba and her master Long Chan Chan as they furiously fought all across the dojo paying no attention to anyone else in their exuberance.

She was running to him with open arms when she suddenly skidded to a halt.

The boy had silver hair pulled back into a pony tail and he wore clothes that looked a lot like Jowy’s customary outfit but it certainly wasn’t him. What was up with his pants? That was simply obscene.

“You’re not Jowy!” she told the boy accusingly.

He smiled bemusedly, “No I’m not. My name’s Faroush.”

Nanami replied heatedly, “Well, then what are you doing dressing up like him?”

“I um…hadn’t realized” He shot a look at Oulan who was looking amused.

“Hey, don’t look at me. I don’t know this Jowy fellow. I just picked out sexiness.” Running a hand along his side she asked Nanami, “You do think he looks sexy, right?”

“Um…eew No! What’s your problem?” replied Nanami.

He wasn’t particularly bothered by her apparent lack of attraction for him. He had more than enough woman with Oulan. Faroush noticed her weapon, “Hey! Is that a tri-nunchaku?”

She raised the weapon she’d had gathered up in one hand and stretched it out between both, “Well, I suppose that’s a name for it but it’s normally called a three-piece rod.” Her eyes lit up as she noticed the way he looked at it, “Are you skilled with it?”

Studying it Faroush realized it didn’t have the same capability to come together in a staff like his old weapon, yet his hands still itched to hold it. It had been a while since he last used it. Grinning he nodded and held out his hand, “May I?”

She smiled back and handed it to him. She hadn’t met another rod user since Genkaku…Oh this was so exciting!

Faroush stepped into an open space and began swinging the rods in a very complicated manner. After a few moments he began jumping back and forth throwing kicks in the air as the rods whirled and flashed back and forth. It was obvious he knew what he was doing since if you didn’t know what you were doing you inevitably ended up hitting yourself in the face or some other sensitive place. One reason why they were so uncommon.

Nanami watched him with extreme excitement, first clapping her hands and then actually jumping up and down. “Yay!”

Oulan just watched while biting her lower lip and pressing her hands firmly into her thighs. She hadn’t thought it possible but he was even sexier…

After a few minutes, Faroush stopped and walked over. Handing the weapon back to Nanami, he said, “Thank you…I needed that.”

She grabbed them. “Oooh Oooh! That was awesome! Do you want to spar? I have my old Flower Rods back in my room? Will you, please? I haven’t had a chance to fight another rod user in forever!”

“I’d like that.” Replied Faroush with a smile.

“Yay!” she turned off and ran at top speed out of the dojo.

Faroush looked at Oulan, “Does the ball of energy have a name?”

“It does…It also has a pretty little butt.” Replied Oulan watching the girl go.

Faroush waited a moment.

“Oh…right, Yea her name is Nanami. She’s Lord Riou’s sister.”

“I see.” Said Faroush as he looked around at the crowded Dojo. Half the large room was full of eight lines of warriors following the movements of a blonde bearded man whose weapon seemed to be two claws attached to his wrist. The other half of the gym seemed to be open for anyone’s use and an eclectic group of warriors fought in various styles.

Suddenly, he was roughly grabbed by Oulan. “You ready to fight, Faroush?”

“Um…you know I’m not really to adept hand to hand, Oulan?”

She grinned, “Perfect…you’ll be absolutely helpless then…”

Surprising her, he managed to break her grip and back flipping away from her before turning and settling into a decent fighting stance, “Well, you’d be right except that someone only thinks with her pretty pussy and won’t be able to concentrate on anything but ‘Mr. Dragon’.”

“We’ll see…Come on, pretty boy.”


When Nanami returned she found Oulan straddling Faroush, her muscular thighs trapping his arms. He didn’t seem to be resisting even though she could see atleast two ways for him to break her hold on him. And what was the woman doing with her hand reaching behind her?

Walking up to them she said, “Are you ready?”

Oulan looked disappointed but she stepped off the boy and he smiled at Nanami as she handed him her old three piece rod. He looked down at the flowers painted on the weapons and then back up at Nanami.

“Beggars can’t be choosers. That’s the weapon I used when I was little…it’s probably a little light for you.” She remarked.

It was. But so was the other rod she used but then his tri-nunchaku was thick and stout as it was designed to be a staff as well. “It’s fine. How do you want to do this?”

They moved a few paces apart, “Oh whatever…let’s just not kill each other and have fun.”

And with that they fought as Oulan watched. In the end they were pretty evenly matched though Faroush honed reflexes kept trying to bring the rods together into a staff. Nanami won the match definitely but he was sure that if he’d had his tri-nunchaku he’d of trounced her.

They were both sweating and breathing hard after twenty minutes of intense exercise.

“Hahah! That was awesome! I’m so glad I have someone to train with now.” Said Nanami as she bent over her hands on her knees catching her breath.

Faroush merely nodded and looked at Oulan. He’d already told her he needed to get back to his country as soon as possible. Oddly, as much as he wanted to get back and see Lyon again he knew he was really going to miss Oulan.

Oulan just smiled softly at him, though her eyes looked a little sad.


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