Queenly Meeting

Author's note: This Challenge Fic is in response to karl/getter robo's request for a yuri fic between the two most gorgeous queens of Fire Emblems 9 and 10. Enjoy the show.
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Sometimes, it was best to have some time alone. This is what Elincia convinced herself of as she sat in her chambers. Her armour was put away off to the side, and she was dressed in her royal, orange dress, seated before her large mirror, which she and her servants used in her physical beautification.

For now, she just stared at the mirror, looking at the girl staring back at her, wondering what she went through in the past several months. A rebellion, a war, a theological crisis, it was like three entirely different legends at once placed themselves one after another before the Crimean Queen. She was thankful she was just a supporter in the conflict, and not one of the driving forces, or else she was certain she'd have gone mad.

She wouldn't let herself get started on the uncomfortable parallels, either; the Begnion Senate, apparently a collection of the most corrupt, vile, evil men in the history of Tellius, all believing they were doing what was best for their state and their church. Considering her own council of senators and advisers, it was an uncomfortable thing to think about.

Which is why she was thankful to have a surprisingly high collection of people in the Yune Army she could be open and comfortable with. Of course, as always, there was her dearest retainer Lucia, and the high ranking Crimean Knights like Kieran. Calill was always a delight, and the country soldiers Nephenee, Brom and Heather gave an interesting viewpoint whenever they could just talk. When Geoffrey joined them later, it was a blessing. A shame the Greil Mercenaries seemed to be more distant than she remembered them being 3 years ago. Ike in particular; he seemed so detached from almost everyone during that mission, apart from the biggest names of the Beorc and Laguz alliance.

Fortunately, there were others who seemed willing to fill that void the mercenaries left: Queen Nailah and her self-appointed charge, Rafiel, were good folk, Nailah in particular. She did have an odd fascination with anyone in the army she considered powerful. This usually extended to Tibarn and Ike, but she noticed her chatting up with people like Tanith, Titania, even herself and Lucia. Elincia never really understood why Nailah would consider her on their level, but she, herself, was a...fascinating woman, so Elincia accepted the chance to speak with her whenever possible.

Her thinking was interrupted when she heard a scratching at her door. Blinking in confusion, Elincia rose from her seat, and swung her chamber door open. Sitting before her was a large, one eyed, white wolf. That swiftly began to change in front of her eyes to the tall, muscular amazon that was Queen Nailah of Hatari.

Nailah smiled her usual subtle yet commanding smile at Elincia, looking her up and down. “Good evening, your majesty. Forgive me, I was just getting a feel in my mind for your appearance outside of battle.”

Elincia let the wolf queen in, although she looked over her own dress, to see what she meant. “It is a look that suits you just fine,” Nailah concluded, “although it just seems odd, almost wrong, to see you out of your armour.”

“Well, I couldn't very well wear it all the day and all the night: my body couldn't carry all that weight forever,” Elincia defended herself.

Nailah laughed, and waved her hand dismissively. “Beorc such as you are allowed that comfort. In fact, with you, you should be allowed to be more at ease more often. You are certainly strong enough.”

Elincia turned away, blushing. “I...I couldn't possibly say that of myself. I'm not as strong as you give me credit for.”

“Bah. Aren't you the one who defused what could have been a bloody civil war with very little bloodshed? Aren't you the one who hopped upon her steed and led the Crimean forces against the tyrannical Senate? I've heard tell that you made sacrifice after sacrifice, knowing the dangers it'd do to you physically and emotionally, but always doing what was right and best for your country.”

Nailah approached Elincia, and patted her shoulder. “Where I come from, Elincia, all that is far and away more than enough to earn your respect from your people, and the privilege of letting yourself relax, especially outside public eye.” To emphasize her point, Nailah reached over to the still open door with her foot, and kicked it shut, covering the last viewpoint to the public eye.

Elincia laughed sadly, and sat down back in front of her mirror, still not taking her eyes off the strong queen. “I envy you if that is how honestly the wolf tribe can act. Perhaps even all the Laguz can honour deeds such as that. But for Beorc, it is...different. It is much more complicated than that. Sometimes needlessly so.”

Nailah huffed, and strode towards the bed, swaying her hips in rather wide sashays. It was enough to snap Elincia to full attention, and, focusing on the hips, Elincia couldn't help but feel like it was a...seduction move.

Nailah sat down on the bed, and shook her head, still smiling her cool, collected smile. “Such strange politics your countries practice, Queen Elincia. What your governments need is input from your Laguz neighbours. Which, by the way, brings me to my point.”

Elincia smiled at Nailah. “Oh, this wasn't just a friendly meeting, Nailah?”

“Not exactly. I was hoping to, in my next few years as queen, start a large movement of my people, across the deserts we took refuge behind. We would march back into Tellius at large, rejoining our Laguz and Beorc brothers and sisters.” She twined her fingers through each other. “Obviously, though, that will require us to have a place to settle down after our long march. Perhaps there are provinces around Gallia and Crimea that we can call our own?”

Elincia adjusted herself in her seat, thinking. “Well, obviously, it'd have to be someplace that would allow for your tribe to rest comfortably in. Perhaps someplace where--”

“No. No,” Nailah interrupted. “Elincia, we're friends. We're in private. It might be politics we're talking about, but you don't have to be so formal.”

“F...formal?”

“Your posture, woman. You're so...stiff, rigid. It's slightly uncomfortable to work with.”

“Oh...I...I'm sorry.”

Nailah chuckled, and shook her head. “Don't be. Just relax a little, ya know? Have fun in the company of friends.”

Elincia adjusted herself a bit more in her seat. Nailah frowned at her. “Not an improvement. Elincia, you don't know how to sit down relaxed anymore, do you?”

The Crimean Queen blushed, and looked off to the side, clenching at her dress. Nailah warmed into a smile, and approached Elincia, pulling her to her feet. “It's alright. Hatari nobles have experienced and developed some of the finest relaxation massages known to Tellius. It's just what you need right now.”

Elincia looked to Nailah, nodded, and approached the bed. She lay down on her stomach, ready to feel the wolf queen's hands adjust her, admittedly, tense back.

“You'll have to strip, Elincia.”

Snapping to attention, Elincia stared wide eyed at Nailah, red in the face. “W....what did you say?”

“These techniques don't work through fabric. You'll have to remove your clothes to make this work.”

Timidly, Elincia reached for the shoulders of her dress. She wasn't sure why she'd agree to this, stripping down for her fellow queen...but really, what bothered her most was how unbothered she was feeling at the prospect of sitting before Nailah almost completely nude. Maybe she just trusted Nailah with the sight.

So Elincia stripped down. With a bit of work, she had crawled out of her flowing, orange gown. She began work peeling away the stockings and nylons she wore underneath, the corset, the under vestments, everything with Nailah's help. Soon, she was down to just her white, frilled panties. Elincia looked up at Nailah, embarrassed but exasperated, amazed she'd remove her bra the way she did.

Nailah grinned at Elincia through teeth clenched around Elincia's matching bra, and spat them out over her shoulder. She examined Elincia's mostly naked body, and kept her grin in approval. “I keep saying, Elincia, you're a very strong woman. You have a womanly physique, and yet your muscles still show quite beautifully in this state.”

Nailah cooed, as Elincia started to cower into herself. “You're only making it worse on your muscles. Lie on your stomach, let yourself relax. At least that way your breasts will be covered by something.”

Elincia nodded timidly, slowly turning over and laying on her stomach. Her face twisted to one of worry in the pillow, doing her best to calm down. She was probably still, quite visibly, shaking. It would explain why Nailah was laughing again.

“Elincia, once I get started, your body will have no choice but to relax.” She then added something that Elincia wasn't sure of under her breath, before finally getting to work.

Immediately, Elincia began to melt. Naliah kneaded her fingers against Elincia’s skin, pulling and smoothing at the muscles underneath her touch. The wolf queen massaged her with individual fingers and balled up fists.

Elincia sighed contently, and faded into a dream like state. Which was immediately dispelled when something that was decidedly NOT hands began to rub against her back. They were much rounder, with protrusions that were definitely nipples. She looked over her shoulder to Naliah, eyes wide with shock., when she noticed the wolf queen had pulled her top down, revealing her breasts. “Nailah, what...?”

“It’s a special Hatari technique. Only the women can do it, and there’s no male equivalent, but it really relaxes the recipient for a few seconds, making the next few minutes of massage really effective. Just relax...and let me show you.”

Elincia slowly put herself back down flat on the bed, deciding to trust her. She closed her eyes, and let the other queen resume her technique. It was still incredibly weird how she was involving her breasts in this, and she had her doubts that this was a legitimate Hatari technique, but she was amazed at how surprisingly effective it was.

For another few minutes, Elincia just relaxed, smiling contently, her mind in a haze. Nailah occasionally mixed her hand techniques with a quick breast rub, and Elincia noticed that Nailah seemed to be enjoying herself as well, if the increasingly erect nipples each time she breast rubbed were any indication. Elincia didn’t mind, though; Nailah’s hands were so strong, her breasts her so full, her tongue was so course--

Elincia, once again, snapped out of her haze, and spun towards Nailah, throwing the older queen off her body. Her tongue was hanging out, all but admitting that she was just tongue bathing Elincia. She pulled her tongue in, her top back up, and grinned.

“Alright, you caught me. That was not a special Hatari technique.”

Before Elincia could say anything, Nailah leaned forward, and stole her lips in a deep kiss. Elincia let out a squeak of alarm, Naliah skipping the tender, lip to lip kissing and jumping straight into the mouth exploring tongue kiss.

Nailah unleashed Elincia’s mouth, and ran her hands across her body, smiling. “So shocked, and yet still so relaxed. That, dear Beorc queen, is the power of the Special Hatari Massage.” Nailah demonstrated this by patting Elincia’s arm pits, running her hands down the Crimean queen’s arms, and lifting them up. They were putty in the wolf queen’s hands.

Elincia gave quiet gasps and whimpers as Naliah began licking her arms. Nailah started at her left shoulder, licking down the length. She lingered when she got to her hand, and fellated each finger individually, enjoying the silky, delicate feel of the queen’s hands. Nailah was enamoured with these hands. The queen in her hands was strong, she knew this. Even if they were cutely hidden behind a feminine physique, her muscles were still strong and present. She fought frighteningly well with a sword. And yet her hands were so smooth, it was almost completely without callouses.

Curious if it was the same on her right arm, which she figured was her main hand, Nailah repeated the process at Elincia’s right shoulder, expediting the process, rushing for her hand. ... ...Yep. Just as silky smooth.

As Nailah lowered Elincia's arms, and laid her back down on the bed, she examined the younger woman's breasts, and thought. “From the message, you probably have a good feel for how pleasant my assets are...mmm, they certainly look nice, but just how are yours, Elincia?”

With that, Nailah reached down and cupped a hand over Elincia's left breast, and act which elicited a sharp gasp. Aroused by the noise, Nailah began feeling up Elincia's fine bosom in earnest. She was pleased to find that Elincia had perfect breasts for a woman of her station and calibre: they were large enough to show who was in charge in the royal court, yet no larger, still looking just right on her overall petite frame. They were so soft, and round, too. When Nailah tightened her grip, squeezing, they sunk in a nice half inch. Each time she checked this, Elincia would let out a loud gasp.

Nailah finally stopped groping Elincia, and brought her head down towards her breasts. Cupping the underside of her breasts for support, Nailah introduced her tongue to Elincia's tingling nipples. The green haired beauty yelped in alarm at the new, extreme sensation, and rolled her head back on the mattress as Nailah continued to lick and suckle on her tits.

Nailah unleashed her lips from the moistened nubs, and began to roll them between her fingers, a hand on each breast. “So, Elincia,” she teased, “starting to loosen up?”

Her answer was a series of lustful gasps. After a half minute of dead silence between them, Nailah stopped pinching at Elincia's nipples, and returned to putting her lips around the right. Elincia let out another sharp, this time rather loud gasp, her body seizing up for a second. She held that for a short while, and then slumped back onto the mattress, exhaling contently.

“Oh?” Nailah cooed, before lifting herself off Elincia, and looking down her body. She found that the Crimean queen had a very quiet orgasm, if the dark, wet patch on her once clean white underwear was any indication.

Nailah grinned, pleased with herself for getting the sexy Beroc queen to cum, even if only lightly. Still, she needed to show this girl what a real orgasm was like. She began to strip, hoping that the sight of her warrior's body would be enough to get Elincia back into the aroused zone.

As she finished with the last of her clothes, Nailah stood on the bed, towering over Elincia, staring down on her past her glorious breasts. Elincia looked up, and instantly covered her lips and nose, furiously blushing, eyes wide. Nailah could tell she was gaping at the view, and she decided to take some pride in this.

After letting Elincia admire her for a while, Nailah got on her knees, and took hold of Elincia's panties, sliding them tantalizingly down the queen's legs. “Now, Elincia, I sure hope you're still relaxed. After all, between my massage and your little release there, there's no reason for you to be so tense.” To test that, Nailah lifted Elincia's left leg, and began to lick at the sole of her foot.

Elincia squealed, and threw her head back to the mattress, letting out a mix between a lustful groan and ticklish laughter. Nailah continued to lick and kiss Elincia's foot, while gauging the tenseness of her leg. Finding it was still limp and relaxed, Nailah grinned with her tongue out, and moved away from Elincia's foot. She began to kiss up her leg, stopping over where ever cum from Elincia's little orgasm seemed to catch when she pulled her panties down earlier.

Higher and higher Nailah kissed, until she reached Elincia's thigh. She rained a few kisses down, and moved to the side. She planted a light peck underneath Elincia's pussy.

The queen slammed her teeth on her lip, muffling a squeal of agonized lust. Nailah's tail was furiously wagging, the effect she was having on Elincia doing wonders to arouse her herself. She began to move her lips towards her right thigh, when Elincia slammed her head on Nailah's head, and curled her fingers, gripping her tightly. Nailah removed her lips from the queen's legs, and looked up at her, confused.

“Please, Nailah...don't...” Elincia pleaded.

“But I thought you were enjoying this,” Nailah teased back.

“I am...I'm enjoying this too much...” Elincia loosened her grip, and, with her free hand, clenched her breasts. “I want this so much. Please, Queen Nailah, I beg of you, stop teasing me...”

Nailah gaped in awe as Elincia let go of her hair, and put both hands to her breasts, spreading her legs a surprising distance apart, giving the wolf queen a clean and clear shot at her quivering muff. “M...m...make love to me there,” Elincia begged.

“Well, how can I deny such an honest challenge? Very well, let's see how long it'll take for me to make you cum.” Nailah lowered her mouth until it was just over the glistening mound. “And cum haaaard,” she growled in a seductive voice, hot breath washing over Elincia's pussy.

Elincia moaned softly at the subtle sensation, and then increased sharply in pitch as Naliah closed her lips over her pussy. Elincia massaged her own breasts as Nailah's tongue brushed against her folds, drinking in Elincia's scent as she did so.

Nailah lifted her hands, and spread Elincia's lips, digging deeper into her pussy as she did so. Alternating between tentative little licks and full on tongue bathing Elincia's pussy, the warrior queen was doing her absolute best with just her tongue to drive her lover for the night over the edge with agonized desire.

All the while, Elincia's limbs remained so numb and relaxed, not tensing up like they normally would have. If she could think straight, Elincia would have marvelled at how much power the Hatari Special Technique had on massaged muscles. For now, Elincia could only rock her hips, trying to guide Nailah to just the right spot, while her hands kneaded at her aching breasts.

Elincia squealed in delight when Nailah finally reached her tongue to her clit. The wolf queen closed her mouth over the nub, sucking on it, licking it, flat out kissing it with her tongue. With each little gesture, Elincia continued to rock her hips harder and harder.

When Nailah began to rub her hand against Elincia's bare ass, and plunge her face deep into Elincia's pussy, nearly wrapping her whole mouth over the mound while still keeping her tongue and her focus on her clit, Elincia was not so much pushed over the edge as launched off a catapult over that very edge. She clenched the sheets. She wrapped her legs around Nailah's head. She howled and screamed in sexual agony as she came hard, her love juices gushing over the wolf queen, who continued to eat her out the whole way.

After an untraceable amount of time, Elincia's orgasm finally finished, and the queen sprawled her limbs all over the bed, unable to even see straight through the haze of sexual satisfaction. Nailah, meanwhile, was licking the last of Elincia's cum off her legs, and picked up Elincia, resting the girl in her lap, stroking her hair.

Elincia wordlessly smiled widely at Nailah, as the wolf queen's small smile showed her own satisfaction. She then let go of Elincia, and turned her so that she was lying on top of her now. “But now I'm horny. I want you so much right now, Elincia.”

With that little verbal cue, Elincia grinned, nodded, and lowered her head over Nailah's breasts, taking a painfully erect nipple, and licking and sucking on it. After a half minute dedicated to playing with the bud in her mouth, getting it wet, Elincia curled back her lips, and bit down.

Nailah groaned, petting Elincia's hair, as the younger queen moved to Nailah's other breast, repeating the process.
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Lucia briskly jogged down the halls of the castle. After the seriously messed up year they returned from, things were, thankfully, quieting down and looking up in Crimea. The nobles were much more respectful of Elincia's job as queen, especially after Lord Renning's return and sponsorship of Elincia's rule. Relations between Daein, Begnion and Gallia took a sharp turn up, and Pheonics and Galdoa began to open up to the rest of the world as well.

She even had time to regrow her hair. She kinda liked the new, short look, but she didn't like the circumstances of how she got it. So she regrew it to its original, very long length, to determine which style to keep it in later.

So when she thought she heard Elincia's scream in her bedroom, Lucia hoped it was just a nightmare or a rather large vermin. There weren't any cries of bloody murder, so it probably wasn't something serious.

When Lucia reached Elincia's room, she heard strange moaning noises, and the sound of rocking bedposts. She immediately figured what that scream was for, and now she seriously had reservations about opening this door. On the one hand, she felt disheartened, somewhat and irrationally betrayed, that Elincia would be having sex, and it didn't appear to be with Geoffrey, or that mercenary Ike, or Lucia herself. Especially Lucia herself.

On the other hand, since it wasn't any of them, Lucia just had to know who could be so blessed by the Goddess so as to get to be Elincia's first. She cracked open the door, and...opened it silently the rest of the way, her jaw dropped low at the sight before her.

Nailah was sitting against the headrest of Elincia's bed, her body covered in a light sheen of sweat, her breasts particularly shiny and moist. Between her legs was Elincia, equally sweaty, and eating out the wolf queen. Nailah even had her hand curled up in Elincia's hair.

Nailah looked up, and noticed the gawking Lucia. She smirked, and put her fingers to her lips, motioning for Lucia to keep silent, at least until they had finished this bout. Not ten seconds later, Nailah suddenly gasped loudly, clenching harder at Elincia's hair, and came on her face.

Elincia pulled herself away from Nailah's flow of cum, coughing at the sudden explosion of love. Nailah leaned back against the boards, took a quick moment to catch her breath, and looked back at Lucia. She winked, and then put on a shocked face. “Lucia!?” gasped aloud.

Elincia looked absolutely terrified, and looked to the door, and shrieked, covering herself in the sheets. “Lucia! I...g...get in! Close the door!” Lucia obeyed. “Lucia! I...you just...I was...we...I....ooooh....”

Nailah got out from under Elincia, and marched towards Lucia, wrapping a naked arm around the lady in waiting's shoulders. “Elincia, your subordinate barged in here without so much as a knock. She should be punished.”

“No, no, she--”

“And I do believe I know just the punishment.” Nailah's lips curled into a hungry grin.
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“Mmnaugh!” Lucia groaned lustfully into Elincia's mouth, as she and her queen shared a deep, loving kiss, Elincia at her back, and Nailah at her front, deep into her pussy. Elincia was reaching around behind Lucia, hands massaging and kneading her naked breasts.

Lucia had to break away from the kiss, trying to catch her breath from all the extreme simulations. Elincia leaned back, and took time to notice that Lucia's beautiful hair was clinging to her breasts, wet with sweat from their bodies. She giggled at the sight, rather amused that it was nestled quite nicely between them. She took some time to adjust any stray strands back into place, making sure that Lucia's hair was perfectly straight down her cleavage.

She then gripped tighter to Lucia's breasts, and pressed herself up against Lucia's back, rubbing her breasts against and down, their sweat mixing. Lucia gasped and groaned at the dual sensations, before Elincia removed one of her hands from Lucia's breasts, and slid a few of her fingers between Lucia's lips, exploring her mouth.

Nailah looked up, and pouted in a bit of jealousy, with a pussy in her mouth. She began to dig deeper into Lucia's muff, to remind her where her attention should be. Lucia moaned louder, and ran her hands across Nailah's hair, face, where ever she could reach. Nailah considered that fine thank you, and returned that thanks by nibbling at Lucia's clit.

Lucia was nearly over the edge, but, in a show of proper care and love for her queen, she wrestled Elincia's fingers out of her mouth, before her body tensed up, and she let out a carnal groan of lust, cumming onto the wolf queen. She lay against Elincia, gasping for air. Elincia smiled cutely, took Lucia's chin in her hand, tilted it so their faces met, and kissed her milk sister.

Nailah smiled at the display of affection, and crawled up Lucia, hugging her and pulling herself close. “How about a little love for the queen who made you cum?” she asked in an overly pleading voice.

Lucia broke away from Elincia's kiss, smirked at Nailah, and let her capture her lips. They shared a deep, tongue intensive kiss for a few minutes, before Nailah finally released her, and got off the bed. “You can return my clothes to my room in the morning. I'll make my way back without anyone noticing my nudity no worries.

“Nailah!” Elincia interrupted. She looked between Lucia and Nailah, a small tinge of blush on her cheeks. “Those were some of the best...hours? The best of my life. You're staying until the week is out, yes? Could you...give me a massage like that every night until you had to leave? I could give you massages, too, and you could give some to Lucia! If you don't mind my asking...”

Nailah smiled at the two over her shoulder, and gave them an affirmative hand gesture. “Of course. I'd be more than happy to. Although, I'd think not tomorrow night. I'm sure you two will want that...to yourselves.”

Lucia and Elincia looked between each other, and blushed, looking away like they didn't just take part in a glorious lesbian threesome.

“But, yes, I'd love to spend some quality nights with you two. But only if you understand one thing perfectly clear. It should, hopefully, only take me a few years to do a complete move of my tribe to your lands. And on top of that, it should take me a half year, tops, to get my tribe willing and ready to mobilize. So our nations should, hopefully, be neighbours before a decade passes.

“And when we finish our move, I want you to understand, Elincia, if you aren't married in that time, I will take you as my queen. No exceptions. If you are married, but not to Lucia here, I will be very disappointed.”

Nailah bore a seductive grin. “And if you two are married by the time my tribe finishes its move, I think I still might claim you two individually or both at once a few times a season. Just to keep in touch. Even if I have to tie you up, gag you, and drag your sexy selves back to my castle.”

Lucia gave a challenging smirk. “I'll keep up my practice as a soldier. I'm already one of the best sword fighters in the entire nation of Crimea, I'd like to see you pin me down, Queen Nailah--Aummph!” Lucia choked, as Nailah rushed at her, pounced on her, stuffed a balled up, embroidered handkerchief into her mouth, and pinned her arms down, all in no more than eleven seconds.

Elincia was stunned at Nailah's speed in subduing one of her best fighters. Lucia was more amazed that she produced a handkerchief from her naked body.

Nailah crawled off Lucia, allowing the woman to pull her handkerchief out of her mouth. “You can keep it. As a sign of my promise.” She got off the bed, and winked at the two. “Now don't you forget.” The women on the bed nodded. Nailah went over to the door, and opened it wide. She looked at them over her shoulder, leaning her body seductively. “I'll see you two on a later evening.”

With that, Nailah transformed into her white wolf form, and padded her way down the halls back to her room. Lucia got off the bed, and shut the door behind her. She turned to face Elincia, who had seated herself in a provocative fashion on the sheets. She smiled coyly, and motioned with her finger for Lucia to rejoin her.

Lucia smiled. Yes, indeed, things were looking up in Crimea.