You Shouldn't Make Vows

{ Author's notes: Please note that I've updated my warning tags for this story! This chapter has a sequence I hadn't originally planned on, and it does contain a bit of M/M/F. By the way, sorry this chapter took so long.}

Mia woke up in a sweat, the sheets of her bed at the inn all twisted around her. She'd just been having a dream that was both wonderful and utterly nightmarish at once.

In her dream she was in an opulent palace, reclining on a pile of cushions. A muscular, shirtless man was massaging her back and shoulders, while another pleasured her by thrusting his hard prick into her cunt. Whenever the second man finished by shooting his seed into her, another was waiting to take his place between her legs. There were at least half a dozen of them lined up, ready and willing to do as she wished.

The nightmare part was... she wasn't hitting an orgasm. The men were deeply apologetic, but it wasn't their fault, they were all doing excellent jobs. It felt so good when they fucked her with such eagerness to please, and it felt even better when one of them fondled her breasts while he plowed into her wet hole. She was also glad that she was pleasing them so well. But even as cock after cock stimulated her, making her more and more aroused, she just wasn't coming.

After the fourth one the men said she should take a breather. Their concern for her was sweet, but her whole body was screaming for more sex. "Please! Give me more... I'm so close!"

They obediently resumed, but to no avail. Every time she was about to peak, her current mate released his load and pulled out, and by the time another took his place, the moment had passed. It was the ultimate sexual frustration: she had unlimited arousal, and all the satisfying cock she could ask for, but she couldn't finish. She couldn't release.

During a change-off in partners, in utter desperation Mia got partway up, spread her butt cheeks, and said to her masseuse, "Yours must be hard by now - put it in me!"

Ordinarily anal sex made her cringe, but one cock at a time wasn't enough, and this was all she could think of. When awake, she could certainly be more creative.

The masseuse entered her behind, and another of her attendants came forward to enter her conventional hole. They were all on their feet now, the two men supporting her with their caressing hands, while the one at her front suckled her breasts. It was an overload of erotic stimulation, but still she would not come. That was when she woke up.

The dream had disturbed not only Mia's mind, but her body as well. Her nipples were a bit hard, and feeling something wet, she realized she had wet the bed with her sexual fluids.

What time is it? she wondered. She looked at the little water-drop timer she'd set beside her bed... only a couple hours had gone by since she lay down to sleep.

With a frustrated groan, she got out of bed and changed into her regular dress. This wasn't the first time she'd woken up in the middle of the night, feeling utterly horny; it happened whenever she'd gone too long without having sex, and she knew from experience that she'd need to take a good walk to settle her nerves before she could get back to sleep.

She quietly walked down the stairs of the inn. The others were all in their separate rooms: Garet, Ivan... Isaac. Just the thought of him made her even hornier. It was because of Isaac that she had been chaste for more than two months now, ever since she'd joined his little group. She was determined to get him in bed with her, and didn't want to spoil the experience by sleeping with someone else. She wanted to save up all her sexual desire for that longed-for moment when he would enter her. When she would experience all of his incredible masculine power in devotion to her body.

Mia sighed as she slipped out the door of the inn, into the night. I'm beginning to think I might have made a mistake, holding out for so long... Despite all the hints I've been dropping at him, Isaac won't look my way. Maybe I should just knock off one time while the guys are questioning the villagers, and find some guy who'll give me some relief. I'll go crazy if I go on like this for much longer.

The night was cool, a strange dewy mist in the air. It made her skin prickle. She felt a bit angry, too. Ever since losing her virginity, she'd always managed to get any man she desired, and they were always happy to have bedded her. Why not Isaac? Was he blind, to not see what she had to offer?

Maybe I'm being too hard on him. He's the first guy I've met who isn't native to Imil... maybe they're not as open about sex as we are. Maybe the hints I'm dropping aren't so obvious to people in Vale. Maybe he just doesn't realize that I'm ready to go all the way with him.

The air wasn't doing much good for her nipples, which were harder than ever from the cold. After taking a quick look around to make sure no one else was about, she tried rolling her breasts around in her hands to warm them up.

"I didn't know you liked to stimulate yourself, dear Mia."

She almost jumped out of her skin at that voice. "Alex!" she hissed, whirling around to face him. "What are you doing here?"

"Nothing so sordid as turning myself on in the middle of a public street."

Mia flushed with anger. "Even if that's what I was doing, that's none of your fucking business!"

"My apologies. I did not mean to imply otherwise."

"Fuck your apologies!" she snapped, sweeping past him, heading back towards the inn. Tempted as she was to just break every one of Alex's bones herself, Mia knew she had to go wake the others. Alex had obviously spent a lot more time than her studying how to use psynergy to hurt people, so even as angry as she was, there was a good chance he would kill her if she tried to defeat him alone.

"Such language," Alex tsked, following her at an easy walk. "But I know why that obscenity is falling so easily from your lips. I knew that you'd be out here tonight, Mia." She froze. "I've been waiting for you."

She turned to glare at him. "What are you talking about?"

"I've been your friend for years, Mia. I know how restless you get when you haven't had a man... satisfy your needs in a while."

"So what?" Waiting for me? Was this a trap? Did he plan to catch me here alone, and leave my dead body for the others to find?

"I can satisfy those needs, Mia," he purred. "I know you didn't like me the first time, but I've learned how to please a woman. I can give you just what you desire."

"Why?" she asked, but even as she did she wondered why she didn't run away and get Isaac. Why did she stop to talk to him at all? She had no choice but to admit that she was tempted by his offer. As vile and loathsome as Alex was, a traitor to the duty she and him had sworn to uphold, a monster with no regard to innocent lives, he did have one good quality: He had a penis. She was feeling wet between the legs again. It had been so long, too long, since the last time she'd had a man there.

"I want you again, Mia," he said in a softly arousing voice. "All these years, I've just wanted to feel you again. I'm ready to do anything to have you, Mia. I know you don't like anal sex, so much as I love your beautiful posterior, we don't have to do it again. This time, I'm going to have you screaming for more."

For a moment she wavered. Sweat was starting to dew on her face. She was so horny now that she would gladly have yanked his pants down right then and let him do her in the middle of the street.

But... she had common sense. And a will. Clenching her fists, she said firmly, "Never. Never. After what you did at Mercury Lighthouse, Alex... I wouldn't fuck you if you were the last man in Weyard."

"Yes... of course. How foolish of me. You'd much rather fuck that peasant boy, Isaac, wouldn't you?"

She didn't reply to that, but turned around and kept walking. This time she wouldn't stop for anything.

"I noticed your attraction to him, of course. That's part of why I knew you wouldn't be having sex on this journey. You're in love with him."

Love? ...No, it can't be. All I want is to get into Isaac's pants. I could never want to give myself to just one man. To give up the power to sleep with who I want, when I want, is something I could never do for anyone. Not... not even Isaac.

"And since you love him... are you really willing to sacrifice his life?"

Mia had sworn to herself she wouldn't stop walking again. Not for anything. But at those words, she completely froze. Her heart was hammering in her chest. She could scarcely breathe.

"Yes, that's right." There was the sound of Alex working his psynergy, and then a water dragon the size of a small house roared by, swept into the sky, and exploded in a rain of jagged ice shards that fell to earth not ten feet away. She trembled. Never had she seen such a display of Mercury psynergy. "I'm more powerful than you can know, Mia. You have no chance against me in a fight. If you refuse me, once I've rendered you unconscious, I'll go to your inn and give your friend Isaac a long, slow death."

Against her will, she fell to her knees. "You... you can't..."

"Why fight this? I know you want to be touched, to have a man's warmth between your legs. Why refuse me, when all I ask is to satisfy your own desires?"

He was right. She was dripping with desire, and all she wanted was a little satisfaction. Was it really so bad? It would be over in just a little while, and then she'd feel so much better, and it would be just one more thing that she'd make Alex pay for in the end. And Isaac would be safe.

"Alright," she said quietly.


PAIRINGSPAIRINGSPAIRINGS

Mia quietly led Alex to her room, but as she put her hand on the knob she paused. "Do you think you can pull out this time?"

"I think you'll be very impressed with how much control I have now, Mia," he replied, and as if to prove his point, he firmly yet tenderly squeezed her ass.

The contract was so wonderfully sensual, Mia helplessly gasped and lost control of her body, falling back against Alex. Holding her up with her arm, he chuckled, "Try not to faint right now, Mia."

Her face flushed, she regained control and struggled impatiently to open the door. In her eagerness she almost fell into the room. Just the sight of her big, comfy bed waiting for them made her breathing quicken. As she frantically grasped at Alex's shirt in an effort to pull it off, in the back of her head she wondered, What's wrong with me? Being without sex for a long time always throws me off, but it's never been anywhere near the point where I can't even control myself! And all over Alex, the callous, murdering, faithless, small-penis-compensating asshole who's trying to destroy everything I love! Why is it like this? My pussy is so fucking wet I...

Wet. Like dewfall. Can it be...?

As a Mercury adept, Mia knew better than most how sensual water is. Of the four elements, it is the only one aside from Wind that is found in the body. Water controls the flow and fluids that are at the heart of sexuality. With a careful application of psynergy, the sensual qualities of a small sample of water can be maximized, turning a simple glass of water into an aphrodisiac.

Mia had never used that particular psynergy. If a man couldn't even excite her unless she'd had a glass of altered water, he wasn't worth her time. And she certainly didn't need any magic potion to get a man excited. In all her years of fucking, she'd never left a man less than 200% satisfied.

But what if Alex could use that particular psynergy? What if he was powerful enough to turn even dewfall into sensually maximized water? Water which she had unwittingly absorbed through the pores of her skin...

It was like a fiendishly subtle date rape drug. But even if her guess was right, there was nothing Mia could do about it.

Nothing but provoke Alex into making her finish as quickly as possible. As soon as she had his shirt off, Mia slowly ran her tongue up his body, making him pant, coming to a stop just above his left nipple. At the same time, she felt her way up his pant leg and seized him through the fabric of his pants. He was as small as she remembered, but that didn't stop her from giving him encouraging strokes.

He grabbed her by the shoulders and kissed her mouth, and in spite of herself Mia allowed his tongue to slip in, caressing and wrestling with hers. She moaned, lost her grip on his penis. Her body was heating up.

She tried reaching for the waist of his pants, but he pushed her away. "Undress for me," he ordered.

Mia leaned back against the bedpost, giving him a coy smile that she hoped came off as at least somewhat convincing while undid the claps of her cape. Then she took hold of the folds of her skirt and lifted off her dress. Next, she carefully removed the blouse underneath, leaving her shapely breasts exposed.

All that was left was her panties, which were soaked completely through with her arousal. She started to pull them down in a slow seductive dance, but before she could get anywhere with that, Alex had pushed her back onto the bed, grabbed her panties by the waist, and yanked them off. Lifting them to his face, he inhaled her scent, then stuffed them into his pocket. The sight made Mia feel sick, even as her body pulsed with the need for sex.

"Hey... those are mine!"

"I'm sure you have plenty of pairs," he smirked. "And I'm setting the rules here, remember."

She made a move for his pants, but he took hold of her tits first. "I've always loved your breasts, dear Mia," he said in a surprisingly reverent voice.

She initially tensed, remembering their first time, but then he began kneading them, flicking her already hard nipples, and she let out a helpless moan of pleasure, her eyes rolling back into her head. She felt back onto the bed, squirming in sweet bliss, and Alex followed her, propping his knees on either side of her waist.

His hands moved from her breasts to all over her body, touching, stroking, filling her with arousal. Alex hadn't been bluffing: he really had learned how to please a woman. She was gasping so hard, but still managed to reach his waistline and jerk his pants down around his knees. She took hold of his hard member and stroked it. Her whole body desperately needed a cock, but she wasn't ready to beg Alex for it.

Alex tilted his head back with a moan as she began caressing his ball bag. The beginnings of a plan were forming in Mia's head: If she got the right leverage, she could flip him onto his back while he was overcome by her caresses, take him into her, and ride him to her climax.

But before she could act it out, Alex suddenly lunged forward and took her breast in his mouth, licking it hungrily. She moaned his name, clutching his head to hers with one hand, using the other to continue stroking his member. Sweet Mercury, don't lose control Mia, don't lose control...

He abruptly pulled back. "You want this, don't you, Mia?" he said, prying his pants off his legs.

Mia nodded, spreading her legs for him, her hole gaping with hunger for a cock. "Yes..."

Alex moved on top of her, pressing his tip against her opening. "Deciding I wasn't a good enough lover was one of the biggest mistakes you've ever made."

This is what he was after, Mia realized. Not just the pleasure of screwing me, but getting his pride in his manhood back. Miserable bastard. But damn it, I'll say anything now if I can just have some blessed sex...

"Yes, a big mistake," she panted.

Alex teasingly rubbed his cock all over her eager cove, coating it in her juices. It was small, but that didn't make much difference; the smallest cock she'd ever seen was still able to give her two good orgasms. It wasn't the size, it was how the guy used it... and Alex seemed to have learned how.

He continued, "Because you know now I can give you good sex, and good sex is what you want more than anything."

That wasn't true, either; what she wanted more than anything was to help people with her power. Healing people was hard work, and there were days when nothing but a nice fuck could take the stress of it away, but it was what made life worth living.

But what did that matter right now? "Yes," she panted, getting impatient. "You're right. Now... fuck me."

Alex leaned closer and whispered, "Beg me for it, you little whore."

Everything seemed to freeze.

Whore. That's what I'm acting like, Mia realized.

This has nothing to do with Alex's threat to kill Isaac. If that were the problem, I could have led Alex to Isaac's room instead of mine. The two of us could take him by surprise, and while he was still reeling we could have called for Garet and Ivan and taken him down together. Instead, I just led him right to my room.

Because I wanted sex so badly that I'd have it with anyone, even the man I hate more than anyone.

Mia gritted her teeth in self-reproach and determination. "I... am not... a whore," she said firmly, and in one smooth move she pulled out from underneath Alex.

For the first time, Alex actually looked worried. "I was teasing, Mia," he said, with a halfhearted chuckle. "But if you don't like dirty talk, we don't have to -"

"It has nothing to do with what you say or don't say, Alex," Mia said, hopping out of bed. She grabbed her blouse and pulled it back on, trying her best to still her trembling limbs. Even now, she wanted nothing more than to wrap her legs around Alex's crotch and pull him into her. "I'll say it again: I wouldn't fuck you if you were the last man in Weyard."

Alex chuckled, watching how difficult it was for her to pull her dress back on with her body compulsively shaking. "Don't be foolish, Mia. You won't last until morning without some sex, especially not after this close encounter. You'll go absolutely mad with frustration."

He looked so pathetic there: Completely naked, puny cock still standing erect, smugly confident that she would actually give in, that she was too weak to defy him.

Mia concentrated, and fired off an Eruption psynergy against Alex. He screamed in shock and pain as the fiery pillars rammed through him. Before he could recover, Mia was at the door, one hand holding her cape, the other on the doorknob.

"If I open this door and scream, Alex, there'll be another three powerful adepts in here to beat the shit out of you in about five seconds. If you don't leave here right now and never come back, I swear we won't stop until I've killed you with my own hands."

Alex looked into her eyes and could see she was telling the truth. He was powerful, but she knew he had no chance against all four of them together. Especially not when three of them could use at least some forms of Mars Psynergy.

"Very well, dear Mia," he said in a cool voice, trying to salvage his pride. He grabbed his discarded clothes and held them in front of his private parts as he scampered to the door.

"Wait," Mia said sharply. "Two more things. One, you must promise never to tell anyone about this. Ever. Two," She reached a hand into the lump of clothes in Alex's hands and, after rooting about for a moment or two, pulled out her soaked panties. "...these are mine."

"Very well," Alex sighed. "I promise never to tell anyone about this. Ever. As if I would." He shook his head. "You're going to regret this, Mia. Before long, I will have gained more power than you have ever dreamed of. You and your friends cannot prevent it. If you become my consort, you will be at the right hand of the most powerful man in Weyard. Everything you desire, I will give to you. I'll even let you mate with other men, if you wish. You could have any man you want. Even Isaac, if he survives your journey."

Mia giggled. "Alex, I don't need you to get any man I want. I can do that just fine on my own. And even if I couldn't, you can take your thimble-sized prick and go fuck yourself."

Alex flushed red. "You will regret this, Mia," he said, and stormed out.

She waited until he had been gone for a minute or so, and breathed a sigh of relief. Not relief that he hadn't tried to kill her or Isaac, but relief that she hadn't given in to his temptations. I did it. Everything was against me: months without sex, sensually-charged water soaked into my skin, a stimulating round of foreplay... and I managed to say no.

Her victory wasn't complete yet, though: she did still need to have sex. Her mind was congratulating her, but her pussy was absolutely raging at her for taunting it with cock and then denying it.

Fortunately, there was an ideal solution waiting just two doors down. This time, she was determined that she would have Isaac. After the way she'd refused Alex, she deserved Isaac. And she would make extra sure she deserved him by giving him the best sex she could. They'd have to start with some good old-fashioned mating to bring her the release she so desperately needed, but after that, she would do whatever he wanted. It would be her first time making such an offer to anyone, but she would tell him straight up that he could have anything he wanted. She'd bet anything that he'd love one of her blow jobs.

With those excited thoughts in mind, she tossed her panties aside(what was the sense in putting them on if she was just going to have to take them right off again?) and made her way to Isaac's door. She gently rapped on it.

"Who is it?" Isaac answered, and Mia was relieved that he sounded awake and alert. Not that she couldn't get him wide awake if she needed to, but it was always nicer when the guy was at full energy to begin with.

"It's Mia," she said, and politely cracked open the door. "Isaac, I... I can't sleep. I had this terrible nightmare... I'm a little shaken." She released a sigh of sensual longing. "I need... I need someone to comfort me."

Isaac sat up in bed, the covers sliding off his chest, and Mia's heart pounded at the sight of him in the moonlight. His bare, well-toned chest was arousing enough, but what really made her whole body tremble with delight was the masculine tension in his body, the irresistible power there, his perceptible readiness to protect her and any other innocent with all the strength at his command. She yearned to feel that power between her legs.

"What are you talking about, Mia?"

"I... I need you, Isaac." She was beginning to wish she had put on a pair of panties. By now her fluids were running down her legs; she didn't dare look down to see if she was dripping on the floor yet. She could only hope that Isaac didn't notice. "Please, let me stay with you tonight. Please..."

Isaac looked at her for a moment. She had no doubt that she looked very lovely in the moonlight, flushed cheeks accenting her long hair and smooth skin, the shape of her large breasts apparent from the way she held an arm beneath them, just slightly propping them up so that he could guess what she had to offer without being risque.

"I'm very tired, Mia," he sighed. "Just try to get back to sleep."

She stood there a moment, stunned. "But... I'll make it worth your while, honest! Anything you want me to do, I can..."

"Please, Mia. I'm sorry, but I'm just very, very tired." He rolled over, pressing his face into the pillow.

It couldn't be. He couldn't be refusing her. No man had ever refused her!

But he was. He hadn't been tired when she came in, she knew it. Isaac knew what she was offering - at the least, he had some vague idea - and he was using weariness as an excuse.

She left Isaac's room, slamming the door behind her. Her cheeks burned with frustration and humiliation. Fuck you, Isaac. Fuck you!

Now what was she going to do? She needed sex immediately.

Her first thought was of Garet. She had spied him once with a tent in his trousers, and it was plain that he was very well-endowed. Also, it was obvious that he hadn't had much success with women, and getting inexperienced men aroused was child's play. Most important of all, he had a big enough ego that she'd have no trouble convincing him that she found him irresistible. Someone like Ivan would be instantly suspicious if she tried getting into bed with him(not that she'd want to screw a little boy like Ivan anyway).

She was halfway to Garet's room when a thought made her stop. If I fuck Garet, he might tell Isaac. If Isaac hears that I slept with his friend, I'll have killed any chance of ever getting into Isaac's bed.

She couldn't do it.

Groaning, she went back to her room and collapsed on her bed. She was out of options. No one else she knew was within ten miles. There was only one thing left to do. Something she had never in all her life done before.

Using a little Douse psynergy to moisten her middle and index fingers(a partial shield from the gooeyness of her sexual fluids), Mia then began probing her vagina.

She immediately realized that, contrary to what seemed to be the popular opinion, one's fingers were no substitute for even a halfway decent cock. She had suspected that beforehand, of course, but actually experiencing it made her more appreciative than ever of men's willingness to give women good sex.

Damn it. I'm getting nowhere here...

On sudden impulse, she leaned back, closed her eyes, and imagined Isaac was on top of her, thrusting his hard cock into her.

"Oh... Yes. Yes," she moaned, continuing to plunge her fingers into her vagina. "Oh, Isaac..."

In a few moments she came, fluids flowing over her bedsheets, her whole body giving a massive sigh of relief from her painfully prolonged arousal. It was the weakest orgasm she had ever had, but she wasn't bothered. She'd gotten release, and she'd done it without fucking Alex. That was what mattered.

After a moment she realized something funny. She'd just experienced the exact reverse of her dream: she had none of the cock she so desperately desired, but all of the blessed release she needed.

Fair enough, she thought as she pulled the covers over herself again, closing her eyes to return to sleep. But I swear, I'm going to make Isaac fall for me somehow. One way or another...

END


{ Author's Notes: I hope you all enjoyed this fic. It'll probably be my last Golden Sun fic for a long while. See, I basically write Golden Sun fics for three reasons: (1)To encourage more people to read and write for the GS section of AFF.net, which hadn't received any real attention for a long while before I came on, (2)Because the GS characters give me lots of ideas, and (3)To get my stuff read and reviewed! :)

I haven't had much success with #3. Now, I'm not complaining, in fact I am very thankful for all the reviews I've gotten. (Okay, I am complaining a little that the last chapter of "A Moth to a Flame", IMO the best thing I've written, hasn't received any reviews.) I'm just saying that the reviews alone aren't enough reason for me to keep writing these.

I've had even less success with #1, though I'm pleased to see we now have a nice new fic here from Anolebe. Also, with a new GS game coming, everything's changed. If a new game in the series can't get more people to come to this section, then I sure as heck can't. I think my best course is to lay low until Golden Sun DS's release.

As for #2, at this point my ideas are starting to run a bit dry. I still have a few more, but I'd rather not expend them all until this section starts getting the attention it deserves. If anyone's curious, here are a few ideas you may eventually see as fics:

1.A humorous aftermath to "You Shouldn't Make Vows", told from Isaac's perspective. This one I may actually put out soon, just because it's so short.

2.Times are hard in Prox, and Felix and Karst's landlord decides to raise the rent. The young couple can't pay, but the landlord is willing to keep their rent at the same rate... if they let her join in one of Felix and Karst's mating sessions. (I know what you're thinking: Doesn't Karst have her own place? Yes, but she and Felix couldn't stay there, and yes, I do have a reason why. All will be explained in the fic.)

3.Five years after "Perfect Bait", Isaac and Jenna are still happily married. But Mia has a baby... and Isaac is the father. Whuh? (As you might guess, this one is bound to be a bit angsty.)

4.Garet and Mia decide that Ivan has held onto his innocence for too long, and enlist the services of a trio of Imil beauties to take his virginity. But one of Ivan's seductresses is not quite what she seems...

Feel free to vote for which one I should write first, though except for #1, in all likelihood you won't be seeing any of them for six months. If you want to write one of these ideas yourself, just let me know! I will be writing for other sections, though, and I will definitely be returning to GS at some point. Yes, even if(gods of Weyard forbid) Golden Sun DS is canceled. Until next time, thanks for reading, and sorry for the long notes! }