Reclassed

TITLE: Reclassed
AUTHOR: WotanAnubis
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Fire Emblem or the characters from it. No profit is made.
RATING: NC-17
PAIRING: Lena/Shiida
NOTE: When playing Fire Emblem, I usually insist on two things: recruiting everybody and keeping everybody alive. Unfortunately, the new/old Shadow Dragon makes it impossible for me to accomplish both at the same time. So, to temporarily drown the anguished wailing of my inner perfectionist, have some random smut.


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Lena kneeled within the quiet confines of her tent and tried to pray. She'd donned the white, clerical robes of her real calling for tonight, since she'd hadn't worn them for far too long. She knew she could not really blame Marth for this, though part of her would have liked to. These were dark times after all, and if it was necessary for her to focus her talents on harming rather than healing then she would so without complaint.

But this twisting of her magic weighed on her. Even more so ever since...

Lena closed her eyes and prayed, attempting to banish the thought from her head. For the first time in her life she whispered the words. She'd always believed there was no need for that. Now she needed the noise, if only to stop her mind from wandering.

There was no reply. There never had been, of course, but that hadn't bothered her before. Her road had always been clear, or at least not so strewn with obstacles that she required divine intervention.

But right now she needed a sign. A hint that what she was doing was right. That she wasn't being punished for changing the way she used her magic.

Just one small sign.

Lena jumped when she heard a sudden rustling. Looking around she was partly relieved and partly disappointed to see the princess Shiida entering her tent.

"Can I help you?" the red-haired cleric asked.

"Not particularly," said Shiida. "Am I interupting something?"

Lena stood up and brushed down her white robes. Then she turned around and sat down again with slightly more speed than was proper. "Not really," she replied.

The blue-haired princess smiled vaguely. "Should I call you Sister Lena again?"

"No need," Lena said, barely managing to return her smile. "I simply feel more comfortable wearing these robes."

"You don't look very comfortable," Shiida said.

"Why are you here?" Lena asked before the princess could say anything more.

"No particular reason," Shiida said. "There are many fine men in our army, but sometimes I simply prefer the company of a woman."

Lena tried not to give the princess a strange look. There had been a certain... edge to her words. She'd noticed it before. Shiida was always as courteous and graceful as was expected from a princess, but sometimes it seemed that was a mere mask for impishness. It sometimes nearly seemed like she laughed at people even when she was as polite as should be expected.

"I see," said the cleric.

"However, it seems I will not find that company here," Shiida said.

Lena felt her body growing cold even as her heart started beating faster. "Why would you say that?"

"When you turned around just now, I do believe I noticed something that should not have been there."

Lena knew she shouldn't be surprised. The princess was also a pegasus knight, after all. She needed good eyesight to distinguish friend from foe when she soared high above the battlefield. She should certainly be able to distinguish female from not-quite-female from quite up close.

"You're right," the redhead admitted. "My body has changed recently."

"If I may ask, to what extent?" Shiida asked.

"Only... those parts," Lena replied. "So far, in any case."

"How curious. Do you know the cause?"

"I believe I was not careful enough when I first began using my magic for battle," Lena said. "I fear it may have... twisted me."

"And so you have gone from cleric to curate?"

"Princess, please."

"Forgive me," Shiida said. "I see this pains you. Would you allow me to ease that pain?"

"Princess?"

"You say your body has been twisted. I believe it has been blessed. I would like to convince you of my belief, if you would let me."

Again, there was that strange edge to her words as though what she said both was and was not exactly what she meant. But Lena was not inclined to let that bother her right now. She had prayed for a sign, after all. Who was to say it could not come in the form of the princess in front of her?

"I would appreciate it if you could," she said.

Shiida leaned in and reached up to run a hand through her red hair. Before Lena could ask what she was doing she kissed her.

Lena had no experience in these matters, but she was willing to believe it was a good kiss by any standard. After all, she felt no compunction to push Shiida away or to pull away herself. All she felt were the princess's tender lips and a return of warmth to her unfamiliar body. She reacted almost by instinct and did her best to return Shiida's kiss, though mostly she ended up following the princess's lead.

She heard Shiida shuffle closer mere moments before she felt her free hand on her body. This time she did pull away, eyes wide, a gasp escaping from her lips. Shiida gave her a faint smile and caressed the white cloth covering her new manhood. Lena felt her shock drain away quickly as the pleasant warmth in her body grew larger and more intense.

"How does this feel?" the princess asked.

"Strange," Lena admitted. "Good."

Shiida nodded and began stroking her rather more earnestly. Heat rising in her body, Lena leaned back, putting her hands on the floor behind her to support herself. She didn't really know why she'd done it, until she suddenly realised that this allowed the princess to take a much firmer grip on her rapidly hardening shaft. Her lips parted as her breathing grew heavier, her chest rising and falling ever more noticeably as it filled with hot pleasure, and her eyes became focused on Shiida's slender hand move up and down her member ever more visible underneath the white fabric.

Part of Lena insisted this wasn't right. Whatever her current role, she was still a Sister of the Church even now wearing the white robes of her calling. It was not proper for her to be stimulated in this manner. Yet she could not deny the growing arousal or flowering pleasure within her. Nor could she deny that under Shiida's touch she didn't feel as though her body was twisted.

Lena nearly whined with disappointment when Shiida pulled her hand away. She also supressed the growl of lust rising in her throat when she noticed the princess beginning to undo her pegasus knight armour and tunic.

She'd never desired a woman before. Then again, she'd never desired a man before either. She'd never yearned for physical pleasure, whether giving it or receiving it. There had always been more important considerations in her life. But now that Shiida bared her chest in front of her and showed her shapely breasts without a hint of shame she knew desire.

Lena reached up hesitantly and, seeing Shiida's encouraging smile, put her hand on the princess's breast. It felt... quite good in her hand. She let her fingers wander idly across them and couldn't help but notice how the princess's breathing became very... measured... as caressed more and more of her bare skin. She couldn't help but notice her own body either, especially the way her manhood grew further erect the more she felt of Shiida.

She leaned in and kissed one of the princess's breasts, lips closing around a nipple. Shiida sighed happily, encouraging her to let her mouth place more kisses all over her skin. Lena felt the princess grab the back of her neck, but she made no move to guide her head, apparently content to merely enjoy feeling her lips wherever she decided to place them.

"Lick them," Shiida breathed.

Lena saw no reason not to obey, parting her lips to let her tongue caress her skin. She was rewarded by a soft, delighted moan from the princess. Emboldened by this, the red-haired cleric set to licking and kissing every inch of Shiida's breasts. The princess's moans became more frequent the more her breasts began to shine with the saliva she left there, thoughs she did have a tendency to giggle whenever she let her tongue draw a neat little circle around one of her nipples. So she set out to draw as many neat little circles around her nipples as she could.

Eventually, Shiida pulled her head away.

"Well now," she said, "now that you've felt my breasts with your hand and your mouth, perhaps you would like to feel them with something else?"

Lena felt her member twitch happily when the meaning of her words sank in. Apparently reading her expression, Shiida leaned back until she was lying on her back and let her hands roam across her shining chest as though to show how much more slippery than usual they were.

The redhead rose and pulled of her white robe with care, folding it neatly before she put it away. The rest of her garments were pulled off with much less care and landed randomly all over the floor. Shiida's lust-darkened eyes shone as she revealed her hermaphroditic body.

"Truly blessed," she said.

Lena blushed, but otherwise didn't reply. Trembling, she straddled the princess's body and carefully placed her manhood between Shiida's inviting breasts. The princess pushed them together, envelopping her member, sending an arc of pleasure through Lena's body, forcing a lustful moan from her lips and setting her mind ablaze. Shiida moved her breasts up and down her shaft, stroking her with obvious enthusiasm. Waves of alien yet familiar pleasure rolled through Lena's body and she would have been more than happy to just let the princess rub her breasts against her manhood until she would surely come.

Yet the cleric began moving her hips, thrusting, fucking the princess's breasts even as she used them to jerk her off. Lena was only vaguely aware she was doing this. As far as she could tell, her body was little more than a divine flame burning with pleasure. Her flesh and bone, including even the manhood between Shiida's breasts, seemed little more than a cloak for the glorious fire that was her soul.

But while Lena's soul could have been pleasured forever, her body had limits of its own and she could feel them rapidly aproaching. Through the lustful haze veiling her eyes, the red-haired cleric managed to put her hands on the princess's so that together they might rub her breasts against her thrusting manhood for those last few strokes she still needed.

Lena came with one long moan, consumed by the fire of her pleasure. The heat danced through her, uniting her soul with her body in one moment of intense, lustful beauty.

When the fire died down and Lena opened her eyes, two conflicting emotions drummed in her chest. One was shame at what she'd done, the other was the rekindling of her arousal. Her climax had left princess Shiida a mess. Thick globs and long strands of her seed were all across her neck and face. Semen stained her lips and dripped obscenely from her chin. The princess had even been forced to close one eye and the eyelid was now crossed with one string of her whitish seed.

Lena withdrew and stood up, her manhood leaving a trail of semen down the valley between Shiida's breasts. The princess smiled through the depraved mess on her face.

"I'm glad you enjoyed that," she said, allowing Lena to see that her mouth hadn't been completely closed when her seed first began to land there.

"Forgive me," the cleric whispered.

"What is there to forgive?"

Lena tried to move away, to find something with which to clean the princess, but found herself drawn back. Eventually she gave in to herself and leaned in to kiss Shiida's cheek and lap up some of the semen that coated it. She moved to kiss more of the princess's face, lapping up as much of her own seed as she did so. She had to admit it did not taste particularly well, though there was certain deep satisfaction in licking it off Shiida's skin that completely overruled that complaint.

When Lena reached Shiida's lips she kissed her, the semen she'd lapped up mixing with that which the princess hadn't yet swallowed.

"I hope I managed to convince you that your change was a blessing," Shiida said when their lips parted.

"For now," Lena replied. "I'm not sure how I will later when my... my joy has completely faded."

"I don't think it will," Shiida said. "But if it does, I beg you to come see me. And if it doesn't, I'd like you to come see me anyway."

Lena smiled. "As you wish, princess."