Pegasus Nights

TITLE: Pegasus Nights
AUTHOR: WotanAnubis
DISCLAIMER: I don't own these characters and I'm not making a profit.
RATING: NC-17
NOTE: This is just a bit of an experiment, really. Nothing more.

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Rekka no Ken - Fiora/Farina


Farina looked up when she heard someone entering her tent. She'd have to turn around to see who it actually was, but, in a way, she already knew. Her body had a senses of its own and it was already reacting.

"Good evening, Farina."

Farina turned around and mustered a smile. "Hey sis. How was your day?"

"Marching, guarding, nothing spectacular," said Fiora. "Do you mind if I sit down?"

"Nah, go ahead," said Farina, gesturing at a chair. She sat down on the edge of her mattress and instantly regretted it.

"I want to talk to you," said Fiora.

"Look, if this is about the other day, forget it," said Farina. "I mean, I was just... babbling, you know."

"Just babbling?" said Fiora.

"Yeah, of course, I mean, you know..." said Farina.

"So your declaration of love for me was just..."

"Babbling," said Farina.

"I do not believe you," said Fiora simply.

Farina sighed. "OK, look, perhaps I may love you in ways that aren't entirely appropriate, but that doesn't mean I'm gonna do anything about it. I know you don't..."

"I love you too."

Farina blinked. She had not just heard that, had she? "I... you... what?"

Fiora sat down next to Farina and took her hand. "I love you too."

So she had heard it.

"Me?" said Farina. "You love... me?"

"Is that so hard to accept?" said Fiora.

"Well... I mean... if you could get a fine, upstanding knight like Kent or Eliwood, I mean... why would you want to be with me?"

"Because I love you," said Fiora. "You broke my heart the day you left. And now that you have returned, I do not intend to let you go again."

"Sis, I..."

Whatever else Farina had wanted to say was cut off when Fiora kissed her. And the moment she did, there was nothing else Farina wanted to say. She closed her eyes, put her arms around her sister and pulled her close. After a while, Fiora's lips departed from Farina's.

"Still unconvinced about my love for you?" Fiora asked, smiling.

"I'm not sure," said a grinning Farina. "Maybe if you'd kiss me again."

"Gladly."

Again Fiora pressed her lips against Farina's. Some small part of Farina said that this is not the sort of thing one should do with one's sister, but it was overruled. The softness of Fiora's lips overruled it. The feeling of her body so close to her own overruled it. The hands on her back overruled it.

The sisters leaned sideways until the were lying on the bed on their sides, facing each other. Without breaking the kiss, Farina could feel her sister's hand move down her back, around her hip, underneath her tunic and then up.

Farina gasped when she felt Fiora's fingers pressing against her wet panties. The look on Fiora's face was one of strange serenity as she pushed aside the fabric enough for her fingers to touch Farina's flesh. Farina bit her bottom lip and started moving her hips. It was amazing what two fingers could do as they moved and danced around her slit. A strangled groan escaped her throat when Fiora's fingers found her clit. Fiora used her free hand to pull Farina in for another kiss. This one wasn't soft and gentle, but fevered and passionate. Farina was so absorbed in dancing with Fiora's tongue that she barely noticed her sister's hand moving, her thumb now circling her clit, freeing her fingers to...

A wave of sheer pleasure shuddered through Farina's body when Fiora pressed into the wet heat of her pussy. She'd never felt anything like this before. Oh, she'd been with other women, even a few other men, but none of them had been Fiora. It made all the difference. Her conscious mind was being pushed away as Fiora filled her body and mind with ecstasy. Perhaps she should have wondered how her sister, her pure, idealistic sister, knew how to pleasure another woman like this, but right now it didn't matter. Perhaps it would never matter.

Animal passion driving her body, Farina moved and ground to match every little movement of her sister's thumb and fingers until pleasure filled her entire body to overflowing. There was no passionate screaming of a name, no freezing up before exploding, no torrent of uncontrollable shudders, not even a loud moan. Nothing but a small sigh. Her strength draining from her to be replaced with content bliss, Farina rolled onto her back.

"And?" said Fiora gently, her fingers still lazily exploring the wetness between Farina's legs. "Do you now believe I truly do love you?"

Farina gave her a weak smile. "I believe you love my body at least."

Fiora stroked Farina's hair and pressed a kiss onto her forehead. "That will do," she said. "For the moment."