Swords of Spirits

TITLE: Swords of Spirits
AUTHOR: WotanAnubis
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Fire Emblem or the characters from it. No profit is being made.
RATING: NC-17
PAIRING: Lyn/Florina/Lyn
NOTE: This fic is actually the result of two seperate fic ideas I had merged together. I'm pretty sure the observant reader will be able to figure out what these two seperate ideas were.


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Florina awoke to the sound of clashing blades, which was nothing unusual nowadays. She rose from beneath her covers, gave a quick glance to her neatly folded clothes, then went and pushed aside the tent flap. The light of the early morning sun blinded her for a moment, but soon her eyes caught the sight of the endless Sacaen plains, her pegasus drinking peacefully from a nearby stream and Lyn fighting herself. Literally.

It had happened... well, Florina wasn't completely sure when it had happened. Time had little meaning here on the plains. A few months ago, perhaps. One night, she and Lyn had gone to sleep and the next morning she, Lyn and Lyn had woken up. They'd asked a few priests and mages, but they hadn't really been able to explain it either. The best guess any of them had was that Lyn carried both the Mani Katti and the Sol Katti, but shouldn't. The spirit blades were linked to each other somehow and linked their wielders as well. However, with only one wielder there was nobody for the sister swords to link and so they had created one somehow.

It was as reasonable an explanation as any and both Lyns had in any case soon stopped wondering. They got on well with themselves and there didn't seem to be any negative effect on either of them so they were more than happy to let this mystery remain a mystery.

The only drawback to the situation was that Lyn had found the perfect sparring partner in herself. Both women enjoyed getting up just as the first light of dawn flowed over the sea of grass for a little sparring match. To their credit, they were always very careful not to wake her when they slipped out, but Florina was getting tired of waking up in an empty bed day after day.

Florina watched the two Lyns spar for a while and felt some of her annoyance fade. There was something beautiful about the way they fought out there in the silent morning. Something full of grace and elegance. It was almost a pity Florina already knew the outcome of their match. Lyn was going to lose. They both relied on speed to get the better of their opponent, but the Sol Katti weighed her down a little, giving her self who wielded the Mani Katti the edge. Lyn still hadn't figured out how to put her more powerful blade to good use and so, inevitably, Lyn would beat her.

Florina stepped out of the tent before the match reached its conclusion. She shivered instinctively even though it was already warm enough for her naked body to be comfortable out in the open air.

"Good morning," she said.

Both Lyns glanced at her, then took a better look and turned towards her as they lowered their swords.

"Good morning," both Lyns said.

Lyn looked at Lyn and nodded to her; their way of deciding who was going to be the spokeswoman for them both for now.

"Uhm..." said Lyn as next to her Lyn sheathed the Sol Katti, "you seem to have forgotten to get dressed."

Florina felt a blush beginning to spread across her face and her arms really wanted to move in front of her breasts and vagina. She overruled them, instead clasping her hands behind her back.

"I didn't forget," she said.

"Ah," said Lyn, sheathing the Mani Katti. "Did we wake you?"

"Sort of," said Florina. "You weren't there."

Lyn glanced helplessly at her other self, who could only give her a similar look in return.

"We're sorry," she said.

"I know," said Florina. "But you do it anyway. It would be nice to wake up with just one of you once in a while."

"You're right," said Lyn.

Moving as one, both Lyns began undoing their swordbelts. It wasn't planned, Florina knew, and she was almost certain the women didn't have a telepathic link between them. It was simply that they were both Lyn.

"There," they chorused as their swords hit the grass.

"No more training for us for the rest of the day unless you want to train with us," Lyn said.

Florina felt her heart beginning to beat louder inside her chest when she saw the two women walking towards. It was silly, really. Inside, she was perfectly fine with being naked around either of them, but outside she suddenly got the urge to flee. Of course, that made sense in Ilia or Lycia, but this was Sacae. Nobody would see her. Nobody she didn't want to see her anyway.

Both Lyns reached her at the same time, as Florina had known they would. They dropped to their knees, then each of them took one of her hands and kissed it ever so lightly.

"We swear you will never wake up alone again," Lyn said.

"On our honour as women of Sacae," Lyn said.

Florina looked down at the women looking up at her, desperately searching for something appropriate to say. She couldn't find it.

"You didn't have to go that far," she muttered.

Lyn smiled and so did Lyn.

"You're important to us," they said.

"Our only shame is that we had to make such a promise in the first place," Lyn said. "Now," she continued as they both rose their feet but without letting go of her hands, "shall we get back inside and get you dressed?"

Florina swallowed. Lyn... both Lyns had done something for her, so she was going to do something for them. She'd wanted to for a long time anyway, she'd just never been able to work up the courage. Today her annoyance had given her enough to go part of the way and Lyn's declaration was enough to take her all the way. If she went inside now she might never work up the courage again.

"It looks like it'll be a nice day," she said, quietly praying her voice didn't tremble as much as she thought it did. "I think I'll... stay like this for a while."

Both Lyns gave her a curious look.

"Are you sure?" one said.

Florina looked at them, screaming at herself not to take this opportunity to back out. Lyn loved the plains more than anything. They were in her blood. More than that, they were in her bones. Even if it was just once, Florina wanted to give herself to them without even the thin canvas of their tent seperating them from the sea of grass. She owed Lyn... both Lyns... that much.

"I'm sure," she said and she knew her voice was steady.

Lyn and Lyn exchanged a look and nodded at one another. Then they both took one very small step closer and put their free hands on both of Florina's shoulders. Florina looked up into four green eyes all saying the same thing. Then their lips met.

It had been... very awkward, at first. After Lyn had been seperated or duplicated or whatever, Florina had taken to kissing first one and then the other. But that had begun weighing on her conscience. She'd felt like she was showing a preference for one Lyn over the other, even though they all knew she wasn't and in any case Florina wasn't able to tell the two women apart whenever they weren't carrying their swords. So they'd practised until Florina... no, until they could all kiss each other all at the same time. It was far from a conventional kiss, but when their lips met and their tongues played they didn't care about how strange somebody else might find the sight.

Both Lyns pulled away, leaving Florina momentarily breathless. Still holding her hands, they guided Florina out of the tent's shadow until the early sunlight shone on every inch of her bare skin. They carefully moved her down onto the ground, the blades of grass tickling her back. When she was lying down, Lyn and Lyn rose again and Florina couldn't help but be amused when the two women moved in the exact same way to remove their clothes. But that amusement was soon forced to give way for arousal when Lyn's dresses were casually tossed aside and they revealed their identical bodies to her.

Florina couldn't gaze at them both for very long, since they both quickly lay down next to her, further warming her body with their own and stoking the glow of her arousal. They smiled at one another, the Lyn on her left starting to play with her purple hair while the Lyn on her right rested her hand on her bare stomach. Then, without so much as a meaningful look between them, both Lyns leaned in to kiss her. One kissed her on the lips, the other on her breasts.

Gasping softly, Florina's lips parted to allow one Lyn's tongue to slip inside even as the other's began toying with one of her nipples. She tried to concentrate on kissing Lyn, but her arousal was spreading rapidly through her and she could already feel herself beginning to squirm. She'd always been completely, and blissfully, helpless in Lyn's hands and now that there were two of her she stood even less of a chance if that were even possible. She'd always been so sensitive and so very bad at hiding her sensitivity that Lyn had soon learned every way in which her body reacted to her attentions. Still, she tried to ignore Lyn teasing her nipple just so she could kiss Lyn back for just a while longer, but it was a losing battle.

Lyn's lips parted from hers, leaving Florina flushed, chest heaving as her breathing changed in tune with her rising lust. She smiled and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, before moving down her body and joining her other self in kissing her breasts.

Her back arching, her hands clawing at the ground, Florina just barely managed to strangle a scream when she felt the two skilled mouths on her skin. Flames danced inside of her while both Lyn's tongues carefully but deliberately drew lines of saliva on her breasts. When the Lyn on her right moved over to her left breast and kissed its areola, then dragged her lips across her skin until they closed around her nipple while the other Lyn kept kissing and lapping her curves, Florina could no longer keep all of her building pleasure inside of her and some it escaped her lips in a lustful moan. For the merest of moments, Florina felt neither Lyn on her flesh and she just knew it was because both had paused to grin at one another.

Both Lyns simultaneously returned their attentions to her breasts, seemingly even more eager to pleasure her now that her first moan had escaped her writhing body. They moved constantly, yet in curious concert, sometimes both licking at the same breast, sometimes each kissing one, but always stimulating her in a way the other wasn't. Florina would have appreciated the dedicated attention to detail if she'd been able to, but her aroused mind was only aware of the pleasure dancing through her nerves, the fire between her legs growing ever hotter and wetter and the softness of Lyn's lips or the trail of flame she left with her tongue.

Florina couldn't take it any longer, the lustful fire within her growing too bright to ignore. Gathering what strength and senses she had left, she managed to draw one deep, shuddering breath.

"Please..."

As though her whimpered little plea had been a divine voice speaking from the heavens, Florina felt both Lyns obeying her weak request instantly, their mouths kissing their way down her naked, trembling body, across her stomach where one briefly paused to let her tongue play with her bellybutton before travelling further. Florina knew what was going to come, but wasn't prepared for it anyway. She screamed when she felt the two sets of lips brushing ever so carefully against her sensitive clit. The pleasured fire suddenly roared through her writhing body and Florina could do nothing but let it while her fingers dug into the ground and her lips filled the sky with her moans.

Even between Florina's spread legs, both Lyns seemed determined not to get into one another's way. While one Lyn very carefully let her tongue circle around her clit, the other moved down towards her wet folds where she began lapping at her juices.

It was almost too much for her. It was too much for her. Florina could feel her orgasm building, ready to wash over her, but she resisted it as best she could. She wanted Lyn and Lyn to enjoy her body for as long as she could give them, though she also wanted to enjoy their playful tongues for as long as she could. So she squirmed and writhed and moaned and screamed in her best effort to delay the inevitable.

She almost came when she felt Lyn kissing her deeply, her tongue sliding into her. She screamed instead, emptying her lungs and leaving her panting for a moment until her body once again found enough breath to moan. It was the last thing she could do to postpone her coming climax and she was certain both her lovers knew it. Though they never stopped licking her clit or lapping at her inner walls, Lyn and Lyn seemed to back off for a moment, stimulating her carefully as though they wanted to give her just enough time to gather enough strength so that she might not faint again like she sometimes had when they had still truly been exploring one another's bodies.

But the inevitable could only be delayed for so long.

For a single moment, Florina went completely still, her every sense overloaded with pleasure. Then she screamed as her orgasm soared through her, telling the empty sky of her release even as her digging fingers and trembling body told the ground beneath her of her pleasure. But more than the sky and the ground she told Lyn who even through the overpowering bliss she still felt on the outside and inside of her climaxing body.

When her orgasm finally passed and all her senses returned to her, Florina found Lyn on either side of her, looking at her with a smile on their faces. She drew breath to say something, but no words came to mind. There were simply no words that could describe what she felt and certainly no words that express them to both women. But the look in Lyn and Lyn's eyes told her they understood her anyway.

"Our pleasure," they said.

Florina gave them a weak smile and drew breath to speak again.

"Time for breakfast?" she said.