All the Girls Like Ike

Disclaimer: No, I don't own Fire Emblem. Is that not obvious? Why do I have to rub it in my own face every time I write one of these...sniff Oh, and I don't make any profit either.

A/N: Ok, so first off I'd like to officially apologize for not updating this for...oh, half a year? Really, school and work have been a bitch. I finally found an entire day to sit down and do whatever I want, and I found the folder containing this lemon. I decided to try breathing some life into it. Enjoy!

I've been getting some reviews now, and the feedback's been positive. It seems my adding reasonable plot is drawing people. I'm glad everybody likes it, I'll keep up as well as I can.

Also, I've been getting requests and questions on the pairings, so I'm going to list them all here. These are in no particular order, so bear with me.

IkeTitania, IkeMist, IkeElincia, IkeMia, IkeIlyana, IkeMarcia, IkeNephenee, IkeLethe, IkeJillSoren, IkeAstrid, IkeSigrun, IkeSanaki, IkeLeanne, IkeTanith, IkePetrine, IkeEna, IkeLucia, IkeAmiee, IkeCallil

So that was my main bad. I forgot Amiee and Callil. So forget 17, there will be 19 chapters.

And that's it. I've set up a story for each, which correlates to a point in the actual story. These will go in that order, so the plots all connect. And now, Ilyana is up.

Also, for those whom know about this game, This chapter was, to a degree, modeled like he H scene in Tsukihime with Shiki and Hisui. Though the male and female roles are reversed.

Ike X Ilyana

“Are you sure you're ok Ike?”

The redheaded knight who had posed the question was answered with a strained nod, and then a loud clatter as Ike fell against the hard stone wall. The armor her wore braced him, but he still felt the impact and, in his weakened state, this meager bruise left him gasping for air.

“Dammit, Boyd, Oscar! Get over here and carry Ike over to the infirmary!”

Ike shook his head, his stubborn eyes cast apon Titania.

“N-No. I'll, huff, be just..huff, fine! S-See!?”

Ike summoned all his energy to stand, but his legs gave way, and his body collapsed along the ground. Titania gave an exasperated groan.

“You see?! If you've inherited anything from you father it's his stubborn nature! You were nearly killed defending this fort, you're exhausted and worn!”

Ike tried to open his mouth to protest, but he couldn't summon the will. Boyd and Oscar came up to him, picking Ike up and carrying him to the room that served as the infirmary. Oscar and Boyd silently laid him out on the bed. Boyd gave him a sympathetic look before departing, and Oscar just shook his head.

“Get some rest commander...”

Ike gave a defeated sigh, pushing his form deeper into the soft sheets.

“Dammit, they aren't letting me go. I guess...I guess I'll just...rest my...eyes.....for...a...little....”

A few moments after this discontinued though, Ike allowed much needed sleep to claim him, and his mind fell into darkness...

XxXxX

An exhausted Ike was taken from his rest by the low voices of his companions. Ike roused from his bed, turning over to see Soren, Titania, Rhys and Mist standing around another bed.

The evening had since turned to night, and so Ike could not make out the figure in the bed. As Ike leaned forward in his own bed, he caught a bit of the conversation.

“I don't know, she's just been shivering.”

“Well I've already tried some light fire magic, even that won't warm her up. Her skin is as cold as ice.”

“She must be sick. Do you recognize it Rhys?”

“No. I've never seen something like this before. And besides, I've already tried both healing and restoration, nothing works.”

“She won't even wake up, just lies there, shivering. I wish I could do something.”

“As do I, but that is not the issue right now. Let us return to our own sleep. We can solve this problem in the morning.”

There was a brief pause before Mist objected.

“How can you say that Soren?! She looks so...”

Soren sighed.

“I know. But we can do nothing for her now, so let us gain some rest. Rest will lead to sharper minds to fix this issue.”

The rest of the procession reluctantly complied, and left the dark room, leaving only Ike and the girl in the other bed.

Summoning the strength he had received from his brief stint of sleep, Ike walked over the bed beside his, looking down at the pale, shivering form of Ilyana.

“Ilyana!? What happened to you!?”

Ilyana opened here eyes, staring up at her commander though squinted eyes.

“C-Commander...”

Ike knelt down over the bed, placing a hand on the frail girls arm, only to retract it a second later. Soren was not exaggerating, she was colder than ice.

“Ilyana, what the hell... what's wrong?”

Ilyana gave a slight shiver, shaking her head weakly.

“N-No commander, you don't have to concern yourself... with me. It's not your... your... job.”

Ike glared at the sickly girl. “How can you say that? I'm you commander, and my job is to see to the well being of my entire company, and that includes you now.”

Ike put his hand over Ilyana's, wincing slightly at the cold.

“So please...”

Ilyana gave a low cough, turning to face Ike.

“I... I was born with this... very strange, very rare disease. My body... alone, cannot produce enough heat to maintain my body. So... I have to eat constantly, and at least five times that of a normal person, in order to just maintain myself.”

Ilyana looked up, Ike thought she was going to cry.

“When those Daein soldiers took me... they only fed me rations for one man. It wasn't enough... and I think I went to long without eating enough... so this.. this is the result.”

Ike nodded, letting go of Ilyana's hand.

“No problem. I'll go get some of our left over food and then... agh, dammit...”

Ike winced as he tried to stand upright again. His nap hadn't healed him as much as he thought. He could move, but going halfway across the fort, and carrying that much food back... Ike didn't have the energy.

“Dammit... I don't think I can manage to bring anything back, not in this condition. Is there anything else that can help you? A fire, some water maybe?”

Ilyana turned away from Ike, her eyes breaking from his.

“Well..., there is one other way...”

Ike sighed in relief.

“Good! Quickly, tell me so I can help you!”

Ilyana faced Ike but averted her gaze, she remained silent as she bit her lip slightly. If it hadn't been dark, Ike could have sworn she was blushing.

“Well... you see... no, I don't think you'll want to do it.”

Ike shook his head.

“Remember what I said? I'll do anything for the goodwill of my company. Tell me, and if it's in my power, I'll do it.”

Ilyana continued to stare intensely at the floor, her lip quivering.

“Well you see... the only other way is to... get my body heat from... somebody.. else..” Her voice grew weaker with each phrase, her voice barely a whisper near the end.

“Ok...” Said Ike, puzzlement on his face, “So how do you go about that?”

“W-Well...” Ilyana cut off her sentence there, her blush intensifying. Ike stood perplexed for a few seconds, then comprehension adorned his face.

“Oh...” He said, a little surprise in his voice, “You mean... 'that', right?”

Ilyana nodded her head feebly. “Yes... my doctor back home originally told me this in order to help me survive. I've... only had to do it once. When, the merchant caravan I was with ran low on food... it was so hard to tell them...”

Ike averted his gaze. “I understand...” Ike was surprised as Ilyana cut the silence, “If you don't want to...”

Ike gave a deep sigh, “It's the only way to heal you right? Then let's do it.”

Ilyana gave a small nod, “Then, if you would please... I'm sorry but, I barely have enough strength to sit up...”

Ike nodded in understanding, and a rustling of cloth could be heard as Ike took off the armor he had fallen asleep in, placing it on the floor. Now, he stood with only a tattered blue shirt and equally scared tan pants. Ike sat at the side of the bed, placing his hand in Ilyana's.

“Are you sure then?”

Ilyana gave a small nod. “Yes... thank you.”

Ike gave a nod before pulling back the sheet over Ilyana's form. She was clad only in her pale green blouse and purple miniskirt, her cape gone and her hair undone out of its usual twin tails. He had to admit, she look rather cute, such a petite girl, shivering in such skimpy clothing.

“How do you want me to do this?” Ike said it straight out, he was slowly losing his mind in all of this girl's beauty. Each second he looked at her was another push to just taking her. But this was not a task for his enjoyment, it was for the benefit of his company. Ike repeated the reason in his head over and over as he continued to drink the girl's looks in.

“I'll let you decide... commander.” Ilyana said weakly, her cheeks glowing red at the look Ike was giving her.

With the permission to go ahead, Ike gave a solid nod, pulling the gloves off his hands before reaching for the hem of her skirt. Taking a second to find the clasp, he finally undid it, sliding the skimpy garment down Ilyana's pale, silky-smooth legs causing her to gasp slightly as the cold air hit the tips of her thighs.

Ike continued his work, gliding his hands up her legs and hips, the smooth cold skin only serving to make Ike hot. He guided his hands up the curves of her waist, dipping under her blouse, hooking his thumbs onto the covering. He gliding across her stomach, bringing her shirt up with him and causing Ilyana to gasp in surprise. He felt the small stomach muscles shaping her slim midriff, rising ever higher until his fingers found the soft cotton of her bra.

Ilyana gave a soft moan, the warmth of his fingers seeping through the cotton covering and onto her breasts. Ike continued to guide her blouse up, his fingers gliding all across her skin along the way. Her nipples though the thin cotton, the exposed tops of her breasts, the beginnings of her neck, his fingers danced across them all. Finally, he guided the shirt up and over her head, lowering his mouth to the curve of her neck and nipping their gently as he finally pulled the last of the blouse from her wrists, freeing it from her body.

Ilyana now lay panting on the bed, nothing covering her save the white cotton of her bra and panties. Ike continued to explore the crook of her neck with his mouth, her skin tasted salty from sweat, yet sweet and savory all at the same time. He glided his hands over her thighs, gently rubbing the creamy legs. Ilyana thought she was going into sensory overload, when she felt the warmth of his tongue graze her cheek. She was then blown away by his lips touching hers.

Ilyana at first fought the sensation of his lips, but then soon embraced it, the warmth of him flowing into her. She opened her mouth invitingly on instinct, and Ike thrust his tongue inside, craving to explore the depths of her mouth. Ilyana thought he was going to swallow her whole, and so fought back with her own tongue, her ecstasy shooting higher with each contact of tongue.

After a period of time Ike hadn't bothered to measure, he pulled away, moving his hands from Ilyana's thighs and up to her back. He traced the lines of her back muscles as he moved closer to his target, finally making it to the strap of her bra. With full concentration, Ike was able to unclasp the troublesome thing, slowly pulling it off her.

Her carefully, and with tender care, placed his hands on her breasts, causing her to yell out silently. Ike circled and squeezed gently, almost touching her nipples. Then, as if he had thought better of it, he returned to massaging Ilyana's legs, instead lowering his mouth onto her right nipple, and giving it a satisfying suck. Ilyana gasped, paralyzed from the sudden attack. Ike continued to assault her right breast, alternating between suckling and lapping her nipple, as well as licking the length of her orb.

He then switched to the left breast, giving it the attention it so begged for. As Ike's assault increased, so to did his boldness. Slowly, Ike dipped his hand into the inner side of Ilyana's thigh, moving slowly to the center. He finally came to the core of her thighs, allowing his hand to fall on the center of her panties. The cotton was drenched, and as his hand came into contact Ilyana let out a powerful moan.

Ike dipped his hand into the hem of her panties, letting his fingers glide down until they reached her core, where he stroked her lightly. She gave a soft whimper in response. Ike unlatched from her breasts, moving his form as to get a better look at her core. Slowly, he used his free hand to pull the panties down from Ilyana's thighs, now leaving her fully bare. The space between her thighs was soaking wet, and Ike gave a faint smile as he looked up at Ilyana.

“So then... seems you're ready...”

Ilyana looked up, her face flush. “Ike...”

“But first...” Ike said, as he lowered her face to her core, “I want to taste you.”

Ike lapped his tongue across he folds, Ilyana gasping at the warmth. She tasted strange. It was like her skin, but saltier, almost a little disgusting. But the sheer taste made Ike's still somewhat soft member harden instantly, and Ike continued to assault her with is tongue, greedily licking up all her juices.

After a time, a small nob of flesh caught Ike's attention and, with a care, her sucked on the small bud.

“Oh.. Ike!!” Ilyana gave a strained cry as his tongue flicked across it. Smiling, Ike focused his attention on the nub, sucking and lapping as he pushed two fingers into Ilyana's core, pumping in and out in rhythm with his sucking.

Ilyana, overcome with all of the pleasure pounding at her brain, finally let her head fall back as her body shook with the most intense orgasm she could ever remember having. Her body arched, the glistening sweat covering her body like cloth cascaded in all direction as she finally settled down onto the bed, panting heavily.

Ike gave a satisfied smile. She felt much warmer to the touch, though her skin was still a bit colder than his. Ike stood up from the bed, pulling of his shirt. He unzipped his pants, letting them and his underwear fall to the ground in a pile with his shirt, his erect member springing free from it's confines. Ilyana stared at it with glazed over eyes.

“Do you want it, Ilyana?”

“Yes...” Ilyana gasped, still panting from the explosion in her thighs. “Please... comma-.. Ike, I...”

Ike nodded in understanding, sitting back down on the bed, giving her core a few a few more laps with his tongue before finally positioning himself over her, lining up to thrust into her.

“I've gotten you pretty wet, and you even said you're not a virgin,” Ike said, his eyes locking with hers, “But this may still hurt for a few seconds. Are you ready?”

Ilyana gave a small nod, and Ike braced himself. Without breaking eye contact, Ike put the tip to her outer walls and, with one great push, filled her with his entire self.

Ilyana's first thought was that Ike hadn't lied. Pain shot through her body like a jolt of electricity. But it was a short battle. Her mind told her that he was an intruder that was hurting her, and needed to leave. But her body told the true story. He should.. no, needed be inside her, and it was pleasuring. Soon her mind fell in defeat, and all that she knew was the feeling of being filled fully, and just how good it felt.

Ilyana gave a slight thrust of her hips, and in understanding, Ike began to thrust into her center. Slowly, agonizingly at first, but then her sped up, and soon her was thrusting into her with the intensity of a wild beast.

Ike panted in pleasure as he continued to thrust his erect member into her core. He felt good, really good. So good that he wanted to shoot into her now, but he held back. He wanted to savor it longer, the feeling of her hot walls as the squeezed him tighter than he ever thought possible, yet still managed to never hurt him. He wanted the feeling to last, so he held back desperately, his sanity slowly slipping from him.

“Ilyana...”

“Oh.. oh Ike...”

They continued to pant each other's names as Ike thrust into Ilyana, and she in turn thrust her hips onto him. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the moonlit room, and sweat began to drench the bed the two we atop. It was a good thing the castle was so big, or their pants and moans would have already alerted the entire company of their deed.

Ilyana, overcome with the filling sensation, felt her release build and near. She tried to fight, but it was futile, and she came with a shout of her lover's name as she reached the apex of her passion. Ike was still holding out, but barely. When he felt himself nearing release, he moved to pull out, but was stopped by Ilyana's legs wrapping around his back.

“Don't...” Ilyana panted in unison with Ike's thrusts. Ike gave her a worried look. “But if I do that, then you might-”

“I know... but you have to... do it inside err...” Ilyana said, blushing from both the constant pumping and her shyness. “To transfer your heat...” She finished.

Ike wanted to protest, but he was far to near release, and all rational thought was leaving him. Finally, pleasure reaching its all time peak, Ike exploded inside her core, filling her with his sticky seed. Ilyana gave a loud moan at the sensation.

Ike, panting furiously, collapsed on top of Ilyana, pulling out and rolling over onto his side, facing Ilyana. When he placed his hand on hers, it was radiating warmth, perhaps even more than his.

“Th-Thank you.. commander. That was...”

Ike nodded in agreement, running his fingers through her hair.

“If that's what it's like when you don't eat..” Ike said, a small smile on his face, “I hope you go underfed every night.”

Ilyana blushed furiously and looked away. “Commander..!”

Ike chuckled, moving to roll over.

“Well... I-I do sometimes forget... t-to eat on occasion...”

Ike stopped, smiling with his back to Ilyana. “Well then, make sure to tell me.”

Ike stood up, moving back to his own bed and getting under the covers.

Ilyana did the same. “Yes... I will.” She said, falling asleep much warmer than ever before.

XxXxX

Ike and Ilyana awoke a half-hour before daybreak, getting up and going down to the lake, washing themselves and their sheets off so as to not raise any suspicion. An hour later they returned, just climbing through the arches into the room before the door opened, Mist walking in.

“Ah, good, you're both looking much better! Do you feel ok?”

Ike flexed his left arm, putting a hand over the muscle. “Better than ever Mist!”

Ilyana gave a small nod, “I feel much better yes, thank you for worrying about me.”

Mist smiled, turning to her brother.

“It was no problem. Now then, Hurry on, Soren and Titania want to talk to you, and Oscar just started breakfast.”

Ike nodded, waiting till Mist left to turn to Ilyana.

“I'll go tell Oscar about your eating thing, will you go help Mist with her chores?”

Ilyana gave a nod as Ike dashed from the room, moving out to where he saw Oscar with his spices and pans out before a fire pit.

“Hey Oscar, wait a moment!”

Oscar turned in surprise, smiling. “Oh, greetings Commander Ike, how can I help you?”

Ike stopped before the green haired knight, gasping for breath. “That girl, Ilyana, she has this problem where she needs to eat a bit more than the rest of us. Can you make two more servings than usual at every meal?”

Oscar raised an eyebrow, but nodded all the same. “Just how much more does she eat? Ah well, very well Commander, I'll see to it.”

Ike nodded. “Thanks, Well then, I'm off to see Soren!”

Ike stretched as he walked of towards the fort. They had a long trek ahead of them...

Endnotes: And that's it! So I changed the format so it was a bit more even, as well as tried to up the detail and pay more attention to my grammar, especially my apostrophes, since that seems to be a big problem of mine. Well then, I hope you liked it, and don't hesitate to rate or drop me a review! Cheers!