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Rosa’s Nightmare

The night was long, as Queen Rosa lay on her throne, awaiting her husband, King Cecil, who had left on official business to Mysidia that week. He was announced to be coming home soon, and Rosa could hardly wait. However, her nights without him were troubled. Within her first sleep that week, Rosa was visited by an unseen enemy, with no one to protect her. That night she dreamt of a horrible cataclysm befalling the blue planet, as threats in the form of armoured monsters raided the kingdom of Baron, burning houses and slaughtering civilians, including Rosa’s own mother.

The fiends then chased after the unarmed Rosa, who rushed to the castle seeking Cecil’s comfort. Bravely, the king raised his sword of truth and fought off the monsters who invaded his kingdom, whilst Rosa used her white magic to protect him. Cecil could only hold the monsters off for so long, however, as soon the leader came through the door. He was a giant of a man dressed in dark armour, and a cold laugh as he approached Cecil, sword in hand. When Rosa looked up, she had a great shock to see, it was Golbez, reversed to his former corrupt mind, as he faced the king.

With a brief laugh he said to Cecil, “So, Baron has a successor. And who is it but the brave Cecil Harvey, who was once a dark knight? I’m guessing that would mean that…” Golbez paused briefly as he looked over to Rosa who tried to breathe calmly, before continuing, “Yes… So, the beautiful Rosa is your Queen, just as I thought. Now tell me, Cecil, what would you do for your wife? How would it make you feel if I did this to her!”

But as Golbez raised his weapon to threaten Rosa, Cecil cut in. “Don’t you hurt her!” He yelled, “Golbez, just tell me what you want, and stop it!”

Golbez lowered his sword and turned to the king, saying, “Cecil, all I want is the crown of Baron, nothing more… Do this and your wife shall be spared. What say you?”

Cecil looked to Rosa, then to his throne in silence. The last thing Rosa could recall was the shocking sight of her husband dropping his sword in submission, the sound of metal clinking on the ground, and a tear formed in Rosa’s eye. When she awoke, it was already morning, and Cecil of course was nowhere to be seen in their bedroom. Rosa wept from her solitude and quietly pleaded, “Cecil, oh Cecil please come back! I need you…”

She remained in bed for half the morning, as though in waiting for her husband, but no matter how long or how patiently she waited, he didn’t come, so Rosa made the effort to leave herself. She was given the news that Cecil was doing just fine on his business trip, which gave Rosa some relief, though none that would be long-lived. That night again she had the dream, though this time, Golbez threatened Cecil himself. She woke up earlier that morning and wasted no time in getting out of bed, away from the source of her nightmares.

Every night, Rosa had the same dream, and each night it got worse. One night, it was particularly horrible, in which Cecil had refused, and it had been in vain. Golbez snatched the king’s throat and killed him in right in front of Rosa’s eyes. The Queen woke up in horror and saw the sun was still asleep. It was almost as though the nightmare had come true. There was still no Cecil to comfort her, and now Rosa could sleep no more, and the temptation became greater, to send Cecil a letter, begging him to come back. It was either that or to go to Mysidia herself, she thought, how she longed to be back in his arms.

She sat in a chair by the table, and with a quill in her hand, she tried to think of what to write. The words didn’t come easily to her, as she attempted many openings, such as Dear Cecil, I’m in grave danger, or Dear Cecil, I’m being haunted! of which one wasn’t true, and the other was only half true. She tried to think and wrote: Dear Cecil, please save me, I’ve been having an awful dream lately and now I’m afraid to fall asleep. I need you by my side to be certain that you are unharmed. Sincerely, Rosa.

Although it sounded as though she were being overly dependent on him, Rosa knew it was the best she could do and addressed it to her husband in Mysidia. The letter was taken by a carrier pigeon, the most trusted in all of Baron, who never failed to send a letter. Said pigeon flew from the window at high speeds into the horizon, whilst Rosa watched. She didn’t return to bed that morning and made her way down into the main hall of the castle, where she would wait for news of Cecil.

All day she waited for his reply in any way, shape or form, to be back in Cecil’s arms, safe and sound, but Mysidia was nowhere near Baron enough to get a reply straight away. All Rosa did that day was have breakfast, lunch, and dinner all alone, as she sat on her throne, but in vain. Eventually, her fatigue overtook her, placing her into a half-sleeping state, one which Rosa could not fight back but tried. Fatigue had restrained her and brought her into the place she dreaded most at that very time, and soon, her mind too began to sink into the dreaded state of unconsciousness.

The last thing she remembered before she entered her dream was the feeling of a pair of arms curling around and under her body, and being lifted, as though to take her away. Rosa thought nothing of it and submitted to the force of fatigue pulling her away from reality.

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In Mysidia, King Cecil received word from a carrier pigeon that Rosa was in distress. As he read her words, his lips started to tremble, and the king began to deliberate. He then turned to Cid and told him, “Cid, we need to go, now! Rosa needs me!”

“Needs you? Your majesty, what’s wrong?” Cid asked, “What about your business in Mysidia?”

“They can handle the rest,” Cecil said, “For now, Rosa needs me.”

“Understood!” Cid said. The two made their way to the airship, where Cid quickly started up the engine and flew towards the castle. There, Cecil gave Cid the details and showed the letter as proof of his claim.

“So, a nightmare, is it?” Cid said, “I wonder what it could be about. Why don’t you go ask her when you come home?”

“That’s what I’m trying to figure out,” Cecil said, “And in due time I shall. Onward!” The ship continued its assault in the direction of Baron throughout the day, even as the moon sunk into the horizon. By the late hours of the evening, Cecil made his way into the throne room where he found Rosa asleep. Slowly he approached her, so as not to scare her, and put one arm around her back and the other under her knees.

Carefully, Cecil lifted her up and walked up to their bedroom. Along the way, Cecil made comforting gestures towards Rosa, such as rubbing her when she shuddered or holding her closer when she whimpered, also prompting a ‘shush’ from Cecil’s lips, as he told her, “We can talk about it in the morning if you’d like.”

At last, when the couple made it to the bedroom, Cecil pulled out the blanket and laid Rosa down. He then leaned down to take off her shoes and lifted the duvet over her body. Cecil then turned to change, but in the middle of this, he heard a violent cry and turned to see Rosa violently tossing and turning in fear.

“Cecil, please, don’t die!” She cried, followed by a shriek. Cecil rushed over to her side immediately and held her in his arms. Soon she woke up and shouted, “No, don’t hurt me!” but when she properly regained consciousness, Rosa saw her husband without his shirt on, and tugged him in her arms.

“Oh, Cecil!” she said in heightened adrenaline, “Cecil, is it really you? Am I still dreaming? Did I wake you up?”

“Rosa, I came as soon as I received your message,” Cecil told her, “Don’t worry, my love, I’m here now, you’ve nothing to fear. What happened? What did you dream about?”

“Oh, Cecil!” Rosa repeated, “It was awful… Baron… Baron was on fire, and soldiers were burning down the village. They killed people, even my mother, and the leader was… It was Golbez. He came into the throne room, seeking the throne from you in exchange for…”

“In exchange for what?” Cecil asked, calmly.

“In exchange for my life; my safety…” Rosa said, “The first night, you only dropped your sword, but over time, it got worse. Tonight, you were murdered, and Golbez’s minions then knocked me unconscious. Cecil, I’m scared, that if I go back to sleep, the nightmare will come back.”

From this, Cecil gave Rosa’s lips a kiss, “There now,” he said, “Rosa, you needn’t worry anymore. I’m still here, and Golbez won’t harm us.” Cecil paused, as he laid down beside her, and took her hands in his, continuing, “I’ll protect you… I promise.”

Cecil kissed Rosa’s lips again, and told her, “I love you, Rosa.”

“I love you too, Cecil,” Rosa said. Cecil held Rosa close to him, as she fell asleep on his shoulder. Soon, he too closed his eyes and told her, “You can come with me on my business trips if you’d like.” Though he didn’t know if she could hear him.

That night, the same dream came back, but with a different outcome. Cecil had detected the invasion and prepared his troops. Not even Golbez could penetrate Cecil’s armour, as he took him down with ease, and the kingdom of Baron was saved, with both the king and the queen remained unharmed.

The morning came and Cecil still held her securely. Rosa leaned into him and kissed his lips, saying, “It worked. Thank you, Cecil.”

When Cecil woke up, Rosa gave him the details, from which he told her that he was glad to be able to help. And Rosa would go with him on every trip of his since.

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Warmth Atop the Mountains (Final Fantasy IV)

WARNING! SMUT! MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY!

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Kain had up a small fire atop the summit of Mt. Ordeals. Dusk had only begun to set in, the overcast gray skies dimming to a dark blue, but alone here with only the undead and ogres for company, he was not going to take any chances. There was an ever present mist in the air, and it always thickened around nightfall. Even after soaring through space to the moon and saving the earth, he was not going to take any chances.

He was well acquainted with the locals by now, having spent several months here. So he was often prepared enough that he didn't need to worry. The various zombies and revenants skulking around were more frequent at night but even with their brains rotting past mush, they still had enough sense to stay away from the flames he slept close by. Ogres were not so bright, and more than a few times hearing their footsteps approaching him well before he saw them, was able to stand up to them, lance in hand. He never associated those creatures with agility, but he was surprised at how quick they ran when they wanted to.

Yet there was still one issue that gave him cause for concern, where even someone like him didn't feel safe. He would frequently hear a slight hissing sound in the distance, no matter what the time. He had been around Scarmiglione the Fiend of Earth when he was brainwashed into Golbez's service, knew that Cecil had tangled with the creature on these same rocks, but whatever this noise was, it sounded nothing like him.

Huddling around the fire, he set up a small cot. He had slowly begun to take his armor off so he could bundle up. The mountains were cold, and here on the summit, that was especially true. The metal plates would often accentuate the chill wind's gale through the plain clothes he wore underneath that sometimes it was like he could feel it right to the bone, and in the darkness under the moon, wearing it would become downright intolerable.

He had laid down by the fire with his lance by his side. He closed his eyes, and had begun dozing. There was a strange sound in the distance. It was far away so he felt no sense of danger, but even in his muddled dreams of Rosa and Cecil frolicking together while he was forced to watch and accept it in the name of being their friend, he was still aware of it.

Then it was close enough that his eyes darted open. It was a full moon out, and there was more than enough light now that he could clearly see around him. It was that hissing sound again. He couldn't be sure where it was coming from, but he took his lance and stood up, ready for a fight. The blood was pumping in his veins, he couldn't sleep now even if he wanted to.

The hissing sound became clearer. The mist was as thick as ever away from the fire, but his eyesight was keen enough right now to discern anything that might show itself. Whatever was making that sound was behind a rocky wall. But he did not expect to see what he did.

Slowly, it made its visage known. First, fingers under the moonlight gripped the rocky wall. They were eerily human and intact when the only other humanoid digits he had seen here beyond his own were either the decomposing rotting appendages of the zombies skulking around or the stubby and thick hands of ogres. A head had begun to peek from behind the rock, it's dark green hair splayed across it's shoulders. He lowered his guard, his first instinct thinking it was Rydia but as the face became clearer he knew that wasn't the case.

The face was a woman's. Beautiful and immaculate, it touched something in his heart to see another person after several months alone here. Her eyes, filled with a curious intelligence, as well as her full kissable lips, were both a shining blood red and as she got closer, he could see that her skin was pale even in the moonlight. The green hair sparkled with light like an emerald, splayed over her bare shoulders. She edged further into view. Her torso was naked, with only her long hair concealing her full and ample breasts. But as she got closer into view, he saw that she had no legs, only a long purple tail, scaly and serpentine. And he quickly noticed the eyes he thought of as beautiful at first had reptilian slits, as well as finally realizing her head was crowned by two feathery antennae.

He was hit with a sudden awareness. He had seen these creatures before. At the Tower of Bab-il, and at the caves of Eblan. But he never expected to see one of them in a desolate place like this.

“I know you,” he said, picking up his lance. He would not be distracted by her fair appearance.

“Do you now?” she said. “I do not know you.” The snake woman had not stopped hissing, a low soft sound.

“I am Kain Highwind, here to rid myself of my darkness and never let myself fall into evil again.”

“And I am Lilith,” she said. He was surprised to hear one of them introduce herself with an actual name. He was used to them singing with hypnotic voices, cooing with sweet words of praise, and together with their beauty, it could get to his head. It was bad enough having to fight alongside Rosa and pretend that he wasn't in love with her anymore on their journey, he also apparently had to deal with beautiful snake women trying to seduce him. At least he counted himself lucky to not let it affect him so bad that he'd actually go to their side and fight against his friends. Edge was pretty bad about that, always distracted by a pretty face.

“Why have you been following me?” he said.

“I have long seen you here. I wondered what kind of person would be at a place like this, all alone.”

That wasn't an answer, but he was too on edge to care. Yet he realized he wasn't as alarmed by her presence as he should have been. With his skills and experience he could have easily put an end to her, and he might well have done so if he hadn't been alone. But away from any real contact with the outside world for so long, he was curious.

Lilith had started to hiss in a sort of lyrical cadence. He had noticed that but gave it no greater importance, as he was used to these creatures singing with their voices to affect the mind. Yet with each moment of silence of him trying to find the right words to address this creature, the hissing sounded more and more like music, and he found it harder to find the right words to say to her.

And as his nervousness grew, so did his focus on her. In the glow cast by the moonlight and the flickering flames, her white skin looked brass colored and her beautiful green hair shone in a rainbow of greens, dark and bright. Her shapely hips that rounded into an hourglass figure right before it melted into her tail. Her inviting smile and eyes all too alive with naughty intentions that dug into his psyche and tempted him.

The beautiful woman had been edging closer towards him while he was gawking. Without any aggressive movements from her, he felt at peace in her presence. When they were face to face, she clasped his hand. He felt ready to drop his lance at any moment.

“What do you want?” he said. His voice was shaky as his hands.

She cupped his face with her other hand and leaned forward so that her lips were right next to his ear. Her skin was cool to the touch.

“Warmth,” she said. It was just one word but it was enough for him to drop his weapon. It clacked on the stony surface underneath them but he didn't hear it. She had taken his whole ear into her mouth and started slowly sucking on it. She delicately grazed his outer ear with her fangs and lips while licking all over the interior with her long forked tongue.

Lilith's long hair fell over Kain's shoulders. It was soft like her skin. Her tail was long enough that it had wrapped around his legs and waist as she fondled him, and it was thick enough that he would have a bit of a struggle getting loose from her if he put up a fight. He could now feel the pressure of her naked breasts through his shirt against his bare chest, her large red nipples stiff with arousal. His penis, already erect from her affectionate advances, got more than a little hard feeling that. She felt his boner too, growing against the scaly flesh of her tail that had wrapped around it, and he heard her giggle right into his ear through the sucking on it, as the hand that was cupping his face reached through his long blonde hair and felt the back of his head. And she had started to caress the bulge in his pants.

She stopped slobbering on his ear only to whisper right into it, “Take your shirt off.” He hurriedly did as he was told without a second thought. He tossed it onto the ground beside them.

Lilith was feeling all over his muscular arms and shoulders, honed from years of experience as a dragoon in Baron's army and from his journeys to save the earth from Zemus's machinations. Kain's lust for this woman pumped heat through his body, and feeling her skin directly against his, was able to make him forget the cold air. Now exposed before her, the snake woman's breasts and nipples pressed against his chest, and their faces were only inches from each other.

It had been so long since he felt a woman's touch. Even if the woman in question wasn't human, she felt amazing. What little reason he had left for fighting her couldn't fight against his lustful desire to submit to her. He told himself that accepting her was the right thing to do, as it was just the two of them. She hadn't hurt him once either, unlike all the other snake women he had encountered.

He started feeling her up right back. She smiled warmly as he felt her slender arms, stroked her shoulders, like a boy with his first love. She leaned in a little closer, licking her lips, but he surprised her when he tilted her head back and kissed her neck.

She leaned back to accommodate him. He planted long loving kisses on her neck and she took it all in, gently holding his head to encourage him. Her skin tasted so good and his fearful mindset of the woman had done a complete reversal, as he was now eager and determined to have her. He moved down, trailing wet kisses on her collarbone. He could feel the breaths in her body grow heavier against his face, he was so close to her heart, and was giddy when she pushed his head down into her breasts.

The snake woman moaned as he tasted her tits, ran his tongue along her hard nipples. He took her boobs into his mouth in turns, using his lips and tongue to suck and lick at her hard nipples. She massaged his neck, prompting him to look up at her. She cupped his face again, and he rose his head up again to look her in the eyes. Her mouth was wide open in a devilish smile, her forked tongue sticking out, dripping with her sweet saliva.

Without any words, she gave him a deep soul kiss. Her tongue was longer than any human woman's, and it gently weaved around his all the way to the beginning of his throat to the point he thought it would activate his gag reflex. But it was unlike any sensation he experienced, erotic and sublime, hers slowly massaging his, and he was completely comfortable with what was happening. He wasn't able to kiss back that well at first, simply taken aback at all of it.

That didn't stop her, and her tongue vibrated inside his mouth like a motor. Getting used to it, he eventually started wildly moving his own licker against the tight grip of her oral appendage, and he was pleased when he heard her hissing in pleasure through their kiss. He felt stronger and hornier than ever and it occurred to him that for the first time in his life, he felt the entire muscle of his tongue, and used it to thrash against hers, coiled around his.

While the two continued making out, she wrapped her arms around him into an embrace. He returned it, pulling her against him, his hands aggressively cupping her full buttocks. Her sexy ass cheeks ended in a juicy curve, not unlike the dancers he and his comrades encountered on their journey across the earth, before he felt the smooth scaly flesh of her tail underneath. Her luscious tits and hard nipples brushed up against his brawny chest as they held each other. He started grinding against her and her wonderful teats rubbed against him so much more vigorously.

In between all of this, the head of his hard dick started to edge out of his pants. Kain reached down and pulled his member out from it's confines, ready to fuck her. But as he rubbed up his swollen member against her naked flesh, he wasn't able to find a vagina, only the flat human parts of her hips and the scaly skin of her thick tail.

Lilith chuckled a moment before she released his tongue and broke the kiss. For just a moment the hold from her hypnotic song was broken, and he wondered what exactly he was doing with this monster. Sensing this, the snake woman tenderly cupped his face like a mother reassuring a scared child to try and calm them down. She grabbed his dick. He sucked in his breath, even after that deep and unique kiss, nothing could prepare him for her palm and fingers touching him down there. Realizing now was the time to strike, she viciously pulled his head aside and bit deep into his neck.

It was enough to break the skin. Her mouth kept sucking on his neck, the same tongue that was down his throat now eagerly cleaning up any blood that might have dribbled down his warm flesh. She could feel his body temperature warm considerably, knew his heart must be fluttering in his chest. He knew it should have hurt, but instead it only sent a shiver of lust through his entire body. It tingled like the sweetest itch where she bit him and he was harder and hornier than ever. She rose her head back up to meet his gaze. Her reptilian slits had dilated, being round and wide like a human's pupils in the state of ecstasy and there was a slight trail of blood on the smooth marble skin around her lips.

She could feel him relax considerably. Lilith unwrapped herself around him and Kain had to catch himself from falling. His legs were a little wobbly from the almost narcotic effect of her love bite as well as having the freedom to use them after having been constricted in her tail.

She turned her back to him, before wrapping herself entirely around his waist this time. With his pants pulled down, the pressure of her thick tail against the bare skin of his hips and ass was wonderful and intimate. She could feel the heat of his penis, stiff and hard, and she sighed in anticipation.

Lilith reached an arm around Kain's head, encouraging him to look down. The end of her tail was right next to his dick. To his surprise, it opened up into four scaly ends like the petals of a flower, wet strands of slime between each of them, revealing an opening small enough to fit his cock into.

“Attack me with your lance,” she said. He grabbed her by her hips and rammed himself inside of her. She was every bit as tight and wet as he had hoped. Lilith started grinding her torso, and her tail pussy moved along in tandem, rubbing pleasantly along his dick. He started humping too, she felt as good as a human woman.

The length of her tail was already wound around him for support. He let go of her hips and grabbed her breasts. They were so full and soft, it felt like they were melting through his fingers, and her hard nipples pleasantly slid along the surface of his palms. The four petals of her snake pussy clamped down on his dick, swallowing his entire shaft inside of her, and his speed increased, pumping into her. Her unique vaginal lips were so long that even as he thrust back and forth, his whole penis was completely enmeshed inside of her no matter what.

Her hair flowed violently with each primal movement from the two of them. She cried out, her voice nothing so delicate as the dulcet tones she used to seduce him, but a voice unashamed and sinister, knowing her conquest of the dragoon was complete and she was free to do as she wished with him. He submitted to the undeniable pleasure and mind numbing sensation akin to love that overcame him, bellowing his own roars of triumph at fucking such a beautiful woman.

He felt himself at his limit. But he would not climax just yet, and he was determined to enjoy her to his heart's content before he gave out. Even with her beautiful ass jiggling in front of him with every thrust, he was resolute.

Yet he sensed that she was ready to climax herself. Intent on making this orgasm special, he quickened his pace, feeling her tail tighten around his waist and his dick.

“Now my love, give me your warmth!” It was a command as much as it was dirty talk. His hips jerked on their own, and he felt the vagina around his dick convulse in a fit of unmistakable climax. It was almost like his body was acting on its own, and his penis spewed several spurts of hot juicy semen into her reptilian anatomy. He saw and felt the tail crushing his dick trembling and shake considerably, sucking the jizz deep inside of her.

When it was over, she uncoiled from around him and lied down on the ground. He also took a moment to finally sit after all that. He could see his lance in his peripheral vision, and he felt stupid for ever feeling in danger around this gorgeous creature. Some bits of his cum were still seeping from the tail pussy, her petals not yet having fully closed. The creature slithered on over to him and looked him deep in the eyes.

“I want you to face your trial tomorrow,” she said. “You will purge yourself of whatever doubt and virtue you have left in your heart. Then we will do this again, for the rest of your life.” Those words sparked something dark and powerful inside of him. It was strong enough to kill whatever guilt he felt for submitting to Golbez. He was not a holy warrior having moved past his transgressions like Cecil, and he did not need Rosa as a partner by his side. This new role was his destiny and she was his prize.

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