Midnight Politics

TITLE: Midnight Politics
AUTHOR: WotanAnubis
DISCLAIMER: I don't own these characters and am not making a profit.
RATING: NC-17
PAIRING: Ephraim/Eirika.
NOTE: My very first time writing a PWP with hetero sex, so it's understandably short. I wonder how badly I messed up.


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Evening was slipping into night in the Kingdom of Renais, but since it was the height of summer it was not yet dark. So Ephraim, lying naked on his bed in the royal bedchambers did not need torches or candles to see his equally nude sister brush her hair at the other end of the room. Ephraim quite enjoyed watching Eirika perform her little nightly rituals and not just because it meant she would soon join him in bed. There was something... peaceful about his sister as she attended to herself in this way. It always managed to calm him and arouse him at the same time. It was an effect Eirika often had on him.

Ephraim looked up at the lance Siegmund and the sword Siegline mounted together above the bed and took a deep breath. "Seth spoke to me again today," he said.

Eirika's brush stroke faltered for the merest of moments. "I'm not surprised."

"He urged me to find a wife, for the sake of the country's stability."

"That too doesn't surprise me," Eirika said. "He spoke to me on that subject as well."

"He suggested I marry Tana or L'Arachel," Ephraim said. "I told him I would think about it."

"He suggested Innes or Joshua to me," Eirika said. "I told him no."

Ephraim smiled. The love he and his sister shared was probably the worst kept secret in all of Renais, but still people steadfastly pretended it wasn't there. As if they'd made a little space in their minds where they had locked the knowledge away. Ephraim was willing to play along with the charade, if only to make the task of ruling the country a bit smoother, but Eirika always reminded everyone that she belonged to Ephraim and no-one else. Her attitude made Ephraim happy, but also a bit ashamed that he did not have that courage.

"I think you should marry," Eirika said. "One of these days you might impregnate me. And that would cause problems in the future."

Ephraim nodded. The last thing Renais needed was an inheritance dispute. Still...

"You would not mind if I took a wife?" Ephraim asked.

"I would mind, of course," said Eirika. "But you know as well as I do that you need to marry for the sake of the country. You are its king after all."

There was a moment of silence. In it, Ephraim briefly entertained the thought of renouncing the throne, eloping to Carcino with his sister and start a new life as husband and wife. But it was an idle thought, a childish fancy with no grounds in reality.

"Who do you think I should marry?" Ephraim asked.

"That depends," Eirika said. "What are your feelings towards Tana?"

Ephraim shrugged. "She's a nice girl."

"Then you should not marry her," said Eirika. "Tana loves you, but if you see her as nothing more than a 'nice girl' you would cause her much grief. I think L'Arachel would therefore be the best choice."

"I agree," Ephraim said. "And you? Who will you marry?"

"I don't know," said Eirika. "I believe Joshua may soon announce his betrothal to Natasha. And Innes... Innes hates you."

"It's fortunate then that you, unlike me, are not required to produce an heir."

"Yes it is," said Eirika. She put her brush on the table and stood up. "But that's enough for now."

Eirika turned around and although her naked body was not fully visible in the twilight, the play of shadows hinted at her curves, told tantalising promises of her beauty. Ephraim's cock would've hardened at the sight of it if it wasn't for the fact that Eirika's simple presence in the same room was enough to make him hard already.

Eirika walked slowly towards the bed she shared with her brother, climbed onto it, onto him and kissed him. Ephraim closed his eyes and pushed his tongue into his sister's mouth. Eirika accepted it eagerly and let her own tongue join his. They lay together like that for a few moments and then Eirika pulled away. She awkwardly moved down his body until she placed a soft kiss on the tip of Ephraim's cock. Ephraim sat up slightly in anticipation and soon found his cock between Eirika's breasts. He moaned when Eirika pushed her soft breasts together and stroked his cock with them. Ephraim had never truly understood why his sister so enjoyed having his cock between her breasts and Eirika had never been able to explain. She just did and that was good enough for him. More than good enough, in fact, as Eirika's breasts felt amazing. She used them to carefully stroke and squeeze his cock and the deepening of her own breathing was enough to tell Ephraim that the sensation of his cock gliding between her breasts awakened a lust within her that was as fiery as the one building within him. It wasn't long before he came, his twitching cock shooting puddles of his semen onto his sister's breasts and neck.

Eirika stopped her stimulating motions, but with her breasts still squeezed together, she leaned down and kissed Ephraim's softening cock. Then she let him go and climbed on top of him again to kiss him. Ephraim kissed her gratefully, if a bit tired. He put his hands on her shoulders on rolled over so that she was now lying on her back. Now, Ephraim spread Eirika's legs and kneeled between them. When he kissed Eirika there, he was not surprised to find her wet and was equally unsurprised to hear her moaning. Ephraim lapped at her, stimulating and pleasuring her without ever going quite far enough to give her an orgasm. It was the kind of lustful teasing that always frustrated Ephraim, but delighted Eirika. There was little she enjoyed more than being filled with pleasure to the point of losing herself in lust and then have that sensation last for as long as possible.

It was happening now. Eirika writhed and gasped and squealed, her whole body dancing on Ephraim's tongue without any conscious control of Eirika herself. Ephraim enjoyed playing with his sister like this and it was a very pleasurable way to spend some time waiting for his cock to harden once again. When it did, Ephraim entered Eirika with his tongue, almost making her scream. Then he moved on top of her, his cock pressing against her pussy, his face looking down at hers. Eirika looked at him, her eyes dark and hazy with lust, but there was also some silent pleading there for something that should not yet be.

They moaned simultaneously when he pushed into her, their eyes closing. Ephraim moved his cock cautiously at first, even though there was no real need. Eirika was so wet that he glided in and out of her with effortless ease. Ephraim began fucking her quicker, a moan from Eirika's lips escaping with his every thrust. Eirika wrapped her arms around Ephraim, pulling him as close as she could. She managed to open her eyes and talked to Ephraim without saying anything. Then her eyes screwed shut again and she groaned as she came, her pussy twitching around Ephraim's cock and gripping it hard. Ephraim groaned as well, but not out of pleasurable lust as his sister did, but with the effort of not coming while he was still inside of her. Nevertheless, he kept fucking Eirika to prolong her orgasm for as long as he could until he had to pull out of her warm pussy and came, his semen falling on Eirika's folds and mingling with her juices already staining the bedsheets.

Ephraim fell on top of his sister, breathing heavily, his cock going limp. Eirika reached up and peacefully stroked his hair while her brother caught his breath. Ephraim raised himself just enough to kiss Eirika again.

"Tell Seth tomorrow," Eirika whispered. "Tell him you'll marry L'Arachel at the earliest opportunity and father a child with her. Please."

Ephraim listened to the words Eirika did not say and smiled at her. "As you wish."