Suikoden V - Alpha Prince

Lucretia slid gracefully out of her chair stepping carefully around Lelei. “That…is an excellent question…” She avoided stepping on any limbs as she moved to her customary position behind the desk. Drawing together the sides of her robes, she stood with one hand cradling her chin, her effortless self possession present once more.

“And before I espouse my thoughts on the matter, I’d like some information. Lyon!” The tactician’s sharp tone jerked the girl out of her content daze and she leaned back. The Prince took advantage of her movement to turn and face Lucretia. The blonde’s eyes flashed downward and her face flushed slightly. Her voice lashed out again, “And you…put your clothes on.”

He moved to do so with a rueful smile as Lucretia continued, “Lyon, Please explain to us why you two came in here as you did. I remember Miakis saying you had felt something…”

“Yes…” As she spoke, Lyon got off the desk to help Faroush dress but Miakis beat her to him waving her off. Turning back to Lucretia she continued, “We were in the baths when my Rage rune woke without warning. I could suddenly feel the Prince’s anguish and his rune out of control. It…it affected my rune…”

She was quiet for a moment before continuing, “I guess I should tell you about our runes. We found a strange Rage crystal at the Ceras Lake Ruins. The rune master at Estrise said it was a rare twinned piece. I didn’t understand it exactly, but he said that it could magically link two people together. I thought that would be useful in protecting the Prince so-“

She paused. her gaze turning towards the doors. At that moment, the doors flew open for the third time that day. Queen’s Knight Kyle strode in carrying clothing folded over both arms, “Hey… It seems several somebodies were in a real hurry. It’s a good thing I’m around or I don’t know what you’d ladies do.”

He came to a stop with a confident smirk, taking a moment to appreciate the scene before him. Miaki’s perfect nude body was working close to the prince while Lyon sat perched on Lucretia’s desk, the position drawing attention to her beautiful pussy. Lelei sat in the chair in front, completely clothed but seemingly disheveled.

Cius stepped forward and Kyle noticed his uniform was rather less perfect than usual. “How did you get past the guards?! They were to admit no one under any circumstances!”

“Ha! You mean they were supposed to admit no one but the Queen’s Knights!”

“No, I specifically mentioned no one including the Queen’s Knights” It was quite obvious from Cius’s tone, that he’d specifically mentioned a certain lecherous young blonde.

Kyle cast his eyes to the side, “Yea, that’s exactly what they said too.” His face suddenly brightened as he added, “But then the fellows fell right to sleep bless their souls! Man, Cius you work those boys too hard!”

Lyon gasped, “You didn’t!”

“I did.” He responded proudly. Speaking rapidly he drowned out Cius’s sputtering outrage at him for using his water rune against fellow soldiers, “Rumors were flying all over the castle about a pair of streakers. And careful investigation turned up these Queen’s Knights uniforms unattended. I knew my duty! It was an emergency of epic proportions! Queen’s Knights bereft of the very robes that symbolize their devotion to the Queendom of Falena, the very thought was frightening! Why the consequences would be devastating! Morale would plummet and our very enemies would take heart. So I knew I couldn’t let anything stop me. I-”

“SHUT UP!”

Kyle’s mouth promptly closed as a purple haired she-cat stalked over to him and grabbed the clothes in question, “By the runes, you’re such a windbag!”

Kyle’s prideful expression melted. Cius pressed forward and he was saying something in a very unpleasing tone of voice. But Kyle just could not make it out, his attention focused entirely on the supple curves of Miakis’s tush as she sauntered away with that oh so delightful wiggle. Deciding to get away from that annoying sound buzzing in his ear, he followed Miakis closer into the circle of people around Lucretia’s desk.

His water rune tingled unpleasantly. Fire…. “Hey! Who was doing magic here? And Woah! A whole hell of a lot of fire energy! And that’s kind of weird because I don’t see six crispy corpses.” He also sensed a kindred presence. That would be Lelei’s rune; he could taste its distinctive tang. But there was something else. “And what is this?”

Miakis stepped forward and was about to smack the blonde quiet, when Lucretia quickly spoke up, “What is it Kyle?

Unlike most everyone else, Lucretia was actually glad that the young knight had appeared. While no one would fault his skill with the blade, it was his ability with the rune that truly set him apart in the Queen’s Knights. He was a Wild Talent, his strength with magic due to an incredibly strong bond between him and his rune. To get the same degree of power took long years of study, training, and concentration for most rune users.

The price of that bond was a higher than average sharing of emotions between rune and host, though a water rune was rarely detrimental to a person’s psyche. Kyle’s rune probably had something to do with his extreme care free attitude about most things despite the hardships of his life. Another reason why she wished Faroush had a rune of water not fire.

In any event, Lucretia felt Kyle’s talent would be helpful in understanding this phenomenon.

Kyle held out his hand signaling them to wait. He could feel the mass of fire energy still present after the spells that caused it had faded. What he couldn’t understand was how this much force could have been present yet there were hardly any signs of destruction. Fire always destroyed, that was all it could do, all it wanted to do. He glanced at the burnt pile to one side of the desk. He dismissed it that had been an earlier spell unconnected with the rest.

But what was that strange sensation? So fleeting yet resonating with no small amount of power. Focusing on it, he could tell it was interwoven with the fire energy! A rune combination! And the unfamiliar rune sensation could only mean a True Rune….the Dawn Rune!

He described to them what he sensed and his conclusion. Everyone remained quiet for a moment.

Lelei suddenly spoke up, “M’lady! I forgot. I’m sorry. But Kyle just jogged my memory. I…I noticed the Prince’s Dawn Rune glowing just slightly when he kissed you earlier!”

Kyle’s eyes widened, “Woah! You kissed Lucretia, Faroush?!” He suddenly sniffed loudly. His mind finally reacting to the signals his nose had been sending for a while now while he was so busy focused on his runic senses. He knew this smell! Sex!

His eyes suddenly darted from one person to the next. Naked Lyon. Naked Miakis. Half dressed Prince. Disheveled Lelei. Not quite perfect uniform Cius. Kyle’s eyes flew back to the tactician….perfectly normal Lucretia……wait, what was that? In her hair…strands stuck together in a very familiar way…..dried cum! AHHHHH!

The others had begun discussing the situation, having ignored his last comment. They were all quickly drowned out though as Kyle yelled, “Orgy!?”

Everyone again silent, his next words were hesitant faltering, “But…how..I mean…Prince…Faroush, I-..thought we…I thought we were buddies….brothers…how?
HOW COULD YOU HAVE AN ORGY WITHOUT ME? You knew I’ve always wanted one! Man…how could this happen…I think..I think I’m going to cry…damn this cursed rune…I’m just feeling really sad right now…and I…I think I …I think I just need a hug.” He opened his arms towards the nearest female, giving her his best puppy dog face. Lelei looked up at him, a horrified expression upon her face.

Lyon rolled her eyes heavenward while Miakis looked like she was about to attack the despairing knight. Faroush sheepishly rubbed one hand through his hair, “Um…I’m sorry, Kyle. It uh…just kind of happened…”

Kyle was about to speak up again his arms finally lowering as he sent Lelei a hurt look, when Lucretia interrupted her voice harsh, “And we are trying to find out why it happened. It was rune related. Now Queen’s Knight Kyle, if you do so much as open your mouth again I will summon Mathias and have your loathsome corpse deposited in the lake!

“This is going to be awesome!” Roy whispered as he peered over the ledge.

“Um..I don’t think this is such a good idea. Mrs. Kisara is scary…” Faylon said hesitantly as he lay as low as possible to hide his bulk.

“She doesn’t scare me. But it is stupid. Why you want to see her fat ole boobs anyway…they’re just gonna be saggy and gross.” Faylen remarked as she thrust out her own chest beside Roy.

The three bandits were crouching behind the ledge that ran over the small open grassy area on top of the Dragon Cavalry stables. Behind them ran the long stone bridge that connected to the main castle tower. In front of them out in the grass Kisara was sitting on a stool as she washed clothes in a big wooden tub. Their vantage point was almost perfect for looking down Kisara’s vast cleavage as she bent to do her task.

Roy’s eyes remained firmly fixed as he responded, “No way, Faylen. Those big jugs of hers are going to be just perfect, I know it.”

Faylen muttered something beneath her breath.

Her brother spoke up, still not daring to look over the wall, “I’m confused. You’re always going after Lyon like crazy. But Mrs. Kisara doesn’t look anything like her. Lyon doesn’t have boobs like that…”

Faylen shot him a glare as he mentioned that name. It wasn’t fair! They looked a lot alike. Lyon was just a little fuller in the rear area. Runes! How come he obsesses over every female but her?

Roy shook his head, “You two just never get it. Jeeze. Yea, Lyon is the most beautiful perfect girl in the world. And maybe her tits aren’t huge, but that’s okay cause she’s perfect.”

Faylen positively growled, “That was stupid. It didn’t make any sense!”

He just looked at her for a moment before uttering, “Uh-huh”

She sighed. Why she put up with this she would never know….but she did know…

Roy suddenly spit on the back of his hand and rubbed it into the green rune there. “Alright, it’s time to see some boobies!”

Faylon groaned and tried to sink even further into the stones. Faylen turned to watch. Not that she was too interested in the woman’s boobs, but she would like to be at least kind of prepared for the big mess Roy was sure to cause.

Roy held out his hand and his face scrunched in an intense look of concentration. She felt a little spasm within; he looked so handsome, all determined and serious for once. Something tickled her hand. Looking at the offending hand, she saw her rune, identical to Roy’s. Was that the runic sense Master Levi had talked about?

Out in the grass, she could see small gusts of wind caused the free strands of her Kisara’s hair to flutter as well as her dress. But that was all. She could hear Roy grunting with exertion. Looking at him, she saw his face contorted terribly as he tried his hardest to force the wind.

Faylen knew what the problem was. Master Levi had talked about the different personalities of the runes. Not that they really had thoughts like people but he said it was an easy way to describe them. Wind runes hated to be controlled. They wanted to be free…free as….as well the wind. They were the worst runes for beginners apparently, not that Roy had listened. Once he set his mind to something he was impossible to deter.

Roy continued to try and force the rune, his teeth clenched together in frustration. He was trying so hard. It was one of the things she liked about him…He tried and tried and never backed down from his goals. She just wished he was better at choosing his goals. She sighed. She really shouldn’t help him…

She reached out with her hand and tried to remember Master Levi’s words. You had to give in to the wind. Join with it…fly with it…revel in its freedom. She thought those words over and over again as she stretched out with some part of her mind to the rune. Moments passed and she wondered if she was managing anything at all.

And suddenly, she was free! It was like being in two places at once. One was stuck sluggishly on the ground…while the other….she flew! Up and around…twirling around the grassy area. It felt amazing and she never wanted it to end. Constantly moving…constantly flying!

She could sense Roy’s wind rune nearby, thrashing against his attempts to cage it and direct it as he wished. She ignored it as she focused on her own rune. So far she’d been a passenger along for the joyous ride but Faylen needed to get the rune’s power to focus in one direction for just a moment.

She didn’t know how she precisely did it but she suggested a direction and she began to giggle with happiness as the wind suddenly went that way. It worked…it was a partnership!
Faylon sat behind the wall very disturbed as his sister began to giggle seemingly for no reason while Roy continued to grunt as if he was in pain.

Faylen reached out to the Rune and pictured the outcome she desired. Kisara’s top being pushed down. She felt the Rune’s delight at such mischief and in an instant it gathered itself together for one big gust.

Kisara pushed the soap into the wet shirt. She wondered how much longer Lun was going to be. There was a lot more laundry to be done and if Lun made her mother do it all while she hung around the dragon horses, she was going to be sorry. Kisara glanced around. It had sure gotten windy up here all of a sudden. Short little gusts of wind seemed to come from several different directions at once.

It was odd. Looking across the lake to Goesch’s little field, she could see the plants and they weren’t moving at all. No wind over there. Huh…

Several minutes passed and the weird wind still didn’t let up. Then suddenly her water rune tingled in warning. Magic gathering and directed towards her!

Kisara tried to dodge even as she sought her water rune but before she could even move an extremely powerful gust of wind slammed down from above. She was knocked off her stool, her butt hitting the ground and her legs flying into the air. The strong force of the wind pinned her to the ground as she desperately tried to focus enough to use her water rune.

The wind suddenly changed directions, flowing past and over her body. She still couldn’t move much as she felt small but strong gusts of wind pushing against her body in different places. It almost seemed as if it was trying to accomplish something.

The top of her dress pulled tight across her jutting mammaries and suddenly lifted. She could feel cold wind flowing between her breasts and down her stomach. It was joined by another gust of wind that entered through the bottom of her dress and came up between her legs. With a gasp, Kisara felt the entire front of her dress lift for a second before it tore completely apart. Another gust of wind actually lifted her off the ground just long enough for the remains of her dress to shoot out. Her hands grasped for it in a futile effort and she soon watched it fly billowing out into the sky where it started to fall out over the lake.

Kisara was frightened as she lay exposed in the grass, the wind still immobilizing her. Her fear now creating an impenetrable wall between her and the water rune. Her eyes cast back and forth for her assailant who she was sure would be appearing soon. She groaned in frustration as she felt the wind begin to stroke her body as if it were a lover’s caress. Particular attention was paid to her breasts. She could see indentions being pressed into them as if they were being squeezed by invisible hands. More wind pulsed and she felt her breasts lift up straight off her chest. The pull stopped just before it became uncomfortable. Then the gusts of wind began pushing her breasts back and forth wildly. Kisara felt the humiliating experience of having her enormous breasts slap her in the face.

Then with a suddenness that surprised her, the wind disappeared entirely. She lay on the ground for several moments, her breathing fast and shallow. Fear quickly receded as she round herself able to sit up and her water rune roared to life.

Faylen finally ripped out of the viscous joy of the maelstrom. She’d lost herself in the shear unadulterated pleasure of being one with the wind. It had been true freedom. Freedom from everything. Freedom from her problems. And freedom from her conscience. She had actually enjoyed tormenting the poor woman.

She’d followed the wind as it thrust downwards to expose Kisara’s breasts. But the gust had been so strong it had knocked her completely over. Faylen had thrilled in delight at the mature older woman on her butt her legs flailing in the air comically all because of her. Faylen had felt so powerful. Then she’d ripped her dress off, wanting to punish her for attracting Roy’s attention. Her anger had flared as she saw how lovely Kisara’s body was. Not fat at all. Wide child bearing hips but her waist narrowed pleasingly. And then those breasts…they didn’t flatten out at all but stayed standing firm and tall like a pair of impenetrable mountains. So she had squeezed them and batted them around like toys in her jealousy. Faylen had enjoyed slapping Kisara in the face with her own breasts immensely.

Then she’d felt hands upon her body and voices yelling her name. That had been enough to finally break the hold of the rune.

Looking towards Kisara, Faylen flinched. The woman stood tall with her eyes full of fury staring at the huddled group. One hand was raised and it was surrounded with a shimmering blue halo. Floating in the air around her were dozens of long jagged pieces of ice. The fact that she was completely nude somehow made her even more intimidating. Faylen could see her large breasts rising and falling as she breathed deeply in her anger.


***Okay, that got a little dark there and I hadn't meant for it to. Just sort of happened as I wrote. Anyway....I'm thinking Sialeeds won't be till the chapter after the next now.....and sorry about the lack of sex...I promise to make up for it in the next....Jeane will be making her appearance....anyway.....leave reviews! They fuel my writing. Thanks so much***