Suikoden V - Alpha Prince

“Thank you, Lei” said Lucretia as the tall beauty passed her the requested report. Lelei’s hand stroked hers for a mere moment. The blond thought about mentioning it but decided to let it pass. Poor Cius was currently being harassed by the irrepressible Miakis and wouldn’t have noticed. Not that her other devoted guardian didn’t know about their relationship but they tried not rub his nose in it.

The tactician sighed. She really didn’t deserve the love these two felt for her. She did love and respect them in return but she couldn’t be with Cius the way he so obviously wanted. Not that he would ever come forward and express his feelings in words.

Lucretia chided herself. She was wool gathering, letting her thoughts wander where they would. She’s was a master tactician and her mind was her weapon. Letting it become lazy would be the first step towards mediocrity, something she drilled into Lelei’s pretty head time and time again.

Now about these troop movements….her train of thought interrupted almost immediately as the large doors swung open at the other end of the great hall. The prince strode confidently into the room, a broad smile on his face as he called out a greeting. Lucretia felt that strange physical attraction once again. It continued to confound. Her entire life she had never once had any sexual desire for the masculine, but she definitely felt something for young Faroush.

Of course, he was a very beautiful boy in a slightly feminine way. Still there was that thing between his legs which she had never once had any interest in with other men. Glancing to her left, she caught Lelei watching the prince avidly. Her apprentice’s tongue slipped out and licked her soft lips. Lucretia felt a small pang of jealousy.

While the tactician’s interests were only with women, she knew that Lelei found both sexes equally attractive though she professed that none were more attractive than Lucretia. Still, Lucretia remembered the night; Lelei had told her about seeing the Prince nude at the baths. She’d gone on and on about it despite her mistress’s expressed disgust with the male genitalia. Lucretia didn’t care if it was the biggest most beautifully perfect cock Lei had ever seen it was still a cock!

Lucretia watched as Miakis ditched Cius in a flash to sprint across the room and jumped onto the prince. She was actually expecting the slender young man to fall, yet he managed to catch her gracefully. Miakis wrapped her legs around his back as she locked lips with Faroush. Lucretia couldn’t help but notice this cause her skirt to raise enough to give her a glimpse of the girl’s lovely creamy white cheeks. Then the prince’s hands spoiled the view.

She was never going to get used to the Falenan attitude towards sex and public displays of affection. People enjoyed and had sex often back in the Grasslands but it was still a private affair. And people were definitely not as familiar with each other! She knew that Lyon and Miakis were practically the Prince’s concubines as well as much more so the display in front of her was sort of understandable. However, this sort of thing happened on the southern continent much more than she was comfortable with. I mean really! That idiot Gavaya almost got himself killed being too touchy feely with Isabel of Scarlet Moon.

Faroush finally broke the kiss and set Miakis back on her feet. “And hello to you to, you little harlot!”

He continued forward an arm around the waist of both Lyon and Miakis. The more exuberant of the pair punched him in the arm as they walked. “Hey! Look who’s talking, Mr. I’m-hard-again-even-though-I-got-a-blowjob-five-minutes-ago.” Lyon blushed but said nothing.

He glanced at Miakis, “How’d you know that?”

“Ha! I know my prince and I know my Lyon.” Having reached the Lucretia’s desk, she broke from Faroush and walked behind him to wrap and arm around the Lyon’s waist. “When I was doing your job, I woke him up with my pussy on his lips. He had to work for it. You coddle him too much, you know? We got to make sure he grows up right!”

Lyon calmly responded, “I serve my prince in what ever way he desires. Besides he’s already grown up right.”

Miakis knowing gaze went to the prince’s waist. “He certainly has at that.”

“No! That’s not what I meant.” said Lyon raising her voice just slightly.

Lucretia spoke up in a slightly annoyed tone, “If you two are quite finished, I do believe its time for the Prince’s lesson.”

Miakis smiled not phased in the least, “Yep! And I think Lyon and me will go have a bath.”

Lyon protested, “But… I must stay with the Prince. I’ll bathe when he does.”

Lucretia said, “Lyon, I’m sure the Prince will be just fine. Not only are we in the middle of a fortress, we have the fine talents of Lelei and Cius to defend him. Do you think they are not good enough warriors to protect him?”

“No…I didn’t mean-“

Miakis interrupted, “Besides! You don’t actually really bathe with the prince anyway! You spend all the time washing him; you don’t focus enough on yourself! You need to relax.”

Faroush spoke up, “Go Lyon…I’m sure this will take plenty of time. Enjoy yourself. Plus I want you to make sure Miakis bathes really well. She’s really kind of smelly this morning.”

“Prince! I’ll get you for that!” yelled Miakis as Lyon dragged her away.

“Oh will you? As my sworn protector, I fail to see how you can get back at me.” He called after her.

“Ha! You’ll see, Faroush! Just you wait!”

Ten minutes later Faroush was wishing he was in the baths with the girls. It had quickly become obvious that Lucretia was in one of her lecturing moods. His eyes were starting to glaze over. He had had some hope of some subtle flirting with Lelei but the woman’s full attention was on the tactician.

He really wanted to just go and bend Lucretia over the desk and just fuck her brains out. Not that he was going to. He knew that he took his sexual interests perhaps too far but he was also well aware of the necessity for restraint. Lucretia was far too important to jeopardize. If he was going to be with her, it was going to be a long up hill battle to seduce her. While he had the feeling that there were a few women around the castle, that he could just walk up to and fuck without any consequences, Lucretia was definitely not one of those.

Of course, if Lyon was right. His Dawn rune had some kind of effect on all people. Maybe it would be possible. Still…not worth it to risk it. His mind wandered. His mother had been a True Rune Bearer. Had she that effect? She had definitely been a powerful charismatic woman. And there certainly had been a great change in her after the Sun rune joined with her.

He remembered one very strange event.

One day he had been relaxing in his private baths, just enjoying the sensation of warm water and the warmer mouth around him below.

After a few seconds, the calm water in front of him was broken by Lyon’s pretty face, her black hair slicked back. “The royal penis is clean, your highness.”

Faroush looked at her. How did she keep a straight face saying that? “Oh it is, is it?” Laughing, he reached out quickly and he grabbed her, “Come here you!”

She let out a squeal and giggled as he turned her around and brought her to him, her slender back against his chest and her firm buttocks resting just above his navel. Lyon giggled again as she grasped his endowment that now thrust obscenely out between her own legs. “Prince! I just cleaned this!”

Anything he was about to say was lost as the doors across the room opened and his mother strode in. She was dressed in full court regalia and she walked with extreme confidence her held high and her perfect face frozen in a haughty mask. Faroush was instantly alert, if her mannerisms hadn’t been enough to warn him, the way her sun rune shined was unmistakable. Arshtat was experiencing an ‘episode’.

She stopped at the edge of the pool, her hands resting on her voluptuous hips. Her voice was cold, “We have come to see our son. Come here and present yourself. We desire to make sure you are worthy of our blood.”

Faroush sat stunned for a moment. This was the first time she’d ever questioned his worthiness. In all the other episodes, her belief that she was a goddess extended somewhat to her family. Any perceived insult to them caused almost as righteous fury as an imagined slight to her produced. The possibility that her crazy persona might decide he wasn’t good enough had never entered his mind until this moment. “Um..okay.”

Arshtat spoke harshly, “Speak up. Clearly and confidently. You are royal blood are you not? Hurry up and remove your pet. We grow impatient.”

Faroush flushed with anger as Lyon moved quickly away. How dare she?! Lyon’s hand found his arm and squeezed. He looked into her pleading eyes. She understood that this wasn’t his mother. Faroush shook himself. He’d almost made a mistake. Talking back to the incarnation of the Sun Rune was a very bad idea.

He got out of the pool and walked around to Arshtat. He was very conscious of his nudity and the way his erection bounced as he walked. Nudity wasn’t a taboo in Falena but it had been a long time since his mother saw him naked and her current personality had never seen him this way.

Watching her as he stopped a few steps from her, he could see her eyes resting on his cock. There was no widening of the eyes or gasps that were the reactions of so many others women, not from her. Her cold eyes stared at him as if he were an insignificant bug…a feeling he was decidedly not used to.

She walked around him without speaking. He jerked slightly as he felt her hand slide across his back. He jerked quite a bit when she slapped his ass as she passed to stand in front of him once more.

“We are pleased. Good muscle tone. Excellent proportions. As we expected.” Faroush managed not to sigh in relief. Hopefully she would just go. But this was turning him on despite the seriousness of the situation. He did have some impure fantasies regarding his mother and how could he not when she was so beautiful and well shaped?

One word from her sensual lips tore his relief away, “However…”

Stepping close, very close her generous bosom almost touching his naked chest. “This…” Her hand closed around the head of his cock. “-concerns us.”

Her eyes left his and she stepped back her hand still on his member. She leaned forward, not too much as she was the queen after all, but it was enough to give Faroush an excellent view of her expansive cleavage. She proceeded to handle his cock, bringing her other hand into play as well. He tried not to groan as her inspection left not an inch of him untouched.

She spoke and didn’t look at him. Faroush held down a dangerous bout of silliness as he realized it looked like she was speaking to his cock. “We must admit, the size… is pleasing on an emotional level. However, it shows that you received more of his dirty blood than we would like. Dirty commoner. Still, it seems that Falenas blood has improved upon the model. Yes, indeed.”

Faroush’s anger rose again at her insult to his father. But he kept quiet just as his father expected him to.

“It’s problematic-this… thing. It makes you feel powerful doesn’t it? Yes, women grow weak at the knees at the sight. Well, not your queen. Do not let it go to your head. It is proper that you are above the common women, but you are not above me. Or your sister! She will be your queen one day and you will serve her, understand?”

Faroush nodded quickly, “Yes, my queen.”

“Do you find us attractive?” She continued before he could respond. “Of course you do. And it is evident. You can hardly hide it. Tell us, what do you find most pleasing about this body? And yes it is all perfect but tell me, what do you favor most?”

Faroush was very nervous about where this conversation was heading. He was attracted to his mother but that didn’t mean he actually wanted to have sex with her. However, he’d better respond and the answer was easy.

“The royal breasts, your majesty.”

“Of course… They are truly lovely. We will show them to you in all there glory.” Turning she said, “You, come here and help me out of these clothes.”

Faroush hadn’t even noticed Lyon leave the water. Looking past his mother he saw her kneeling naked on the tiles her forehead pressed to the floor. She looked so small. Why had she done that? In that instant, he felt more than anger but hatred for the Rune that had done this to his mother and his love.

Lyon rose gracefully. Stepping up behind Arshtat, she rapidly and expertly undid the complicated straps and ties. Despite his feelings, Faroush couldn’t help but anticipate the unveiling of his mothers amazing endowments. Finally, the top came undone and her full round breasts sagged not at all as the top fell away. He was taken back by their perfect form. He had seen many breasts in his young life but these were absolutely the best. So large yet so pert. They were capped by two large pink nipples that were very erect.

The hands upon his cock suddenly became more intent and suddenly he was no longer simply being inspected but stroked vigorously that could only be a hand job.

Suddenly, the light shining from her rune burst into thousands of glimmering sparkles. Arshtat stood back a look of surprise and confusion on her face. Faroush felt relief and some small disappointment as her hands left his cock.

Her beautiful face returned to its normally expressive countenance though she remained thoroughly confused. “What?! Wha” She looked down at her exposed breasts and her son standing nude in front of her. Faroush stood there having no idea what to do. He watched her eyes travel down his torso and widen, her mouth falling open at the sight of her son’s enormous erection.

Lyon had frozen her efforts and the Queen sensed her presence and turned. Her mind worked fast, she’d obviously lost time somewhere. Her thoughts shied away from the obvious. She didn’t want to think about what must have happened. She jumped on the first possible explanation with enthusiasm.

“Oh…I’ve missed you, Faroush. The past couple weeks have been so busy, I don’t think I saw you at all. I have an hour or so free now…do you mind if I join your bath?”

He was relieved to hear his mother once more and quickly nodded his head. The situation was still slighty weird as he hadn’t bathed with his mom in quite a while but it wasn’t unheard of.

“Good.” Turning she spoke to Lyon, “You can finish undressing me now, Lyon. I know it’s not your job. So thank you very much.”

Lyon continued her work as she spoke, her voice cheerful as if nothing had happened at all, “It’s no problem, Your majesty.”

Faroush entered the water and sat down on the ledge that ran all along the sides. He pointedly did not watch as the rest of Arshtat’s clothes were removed. He also didn’t look when she sat down next to him. She remained there, relaxing against the side of the pool. Lyon waded into the pool at the other side and washed herself, letting the two have a somewhat private moment.

“So, Faroush how have you been?”

They talked for a while. It had been quite a while since they’d gotten to be just mother and son together. His mother was fun to talk to, quick witted and very down to earth for the Queen of all Falena.

The memory shattered as Lucretia’s annoyed voice rang,
“Are you listening, Prince?”