Elden Ring: Miquella's Consort

(A/N: Alright, I've edged for long enough! Here, feast upon my best masterpiece! I haven't written a chapter this long in such a long time lol.)

Alistair :"Alright, enough for you. My turn again. If bros before hoes is a rule, then if you're gay, wouldn't your hoe also be your bro?"

Miquella's eyes widened :"Wait, that... that breaks the system..."

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Warnings: bratty Miquella, teasing (M performing), handjob (M performing), anal fingering (M performing), anal (M receiving), mating press, doggy style, creampie (M receiving)

Word Count: 5.4k

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Slowly, seductively, he took his off tunic. Taking his time like the brat that he was. Revealing inch by inch of the beauty his tunic kept hidden, and making Alistair take a hot breath from impatience.

Miquella was as impatient as Alistair, maybe even more so. But the sight of his consort laying under him, giving him control and just starving for him felt oh so amazing. The shaky deep breath that Alistair released when he finally took off his tunic had no right to boost his confidence so much.

"Oh~, somebody's excited." He smirked, biting his plump lip as he stroked his ass on his lover's covered, fully hard member :"Happy to see me, love?" Wiggling his hips, he aimed just right for his asshole to run against his shaft, making him release a beautiful, drawn out moan :"Mmm~, you're so freaking hard, baby. I wouldn't be surprised if your giant dick burst through your pants."

"And who's fault is that?" Alistair whispered, making his horny smirk widen :"Oh~, I don't know? Maybe it's the fault of a certain horny, blond Empyrean who is so desperate for your cock?"

"Damn it, Miquella." He let out a raspy breath, his hungry glare only turning on the golden femboy even more :"This is seriously not the time for you to be such a fucking tease."

"Oh? And why is that?" He grinned teasingly :"Is my beloved consort too desperate to taste my body? To fill up my starving hole with all of your girth and ruin me for anybody else? To breed me with an intent to impregnate me?"

"Miquella~." Despite his growl and glare, Miquella knew he loved his bratty behavior. What other proof did he need when he felt the dick he was dry humping thrash so strongly, providing even more stimulation to his hole.

But any more brattiness and he knew he would lose the chance to take the lead. Alistair, hungry as he was, would take so much teasing before taking the matters into his own hands. He chuckled, moaning in surprise when his dick rubbed a bit too well against his home :"Alright, alright. I will stop teasing you, my love~. Now, care to help me release this monster from its restraints?"

He raised his fat ass to let him take his pants off, but instantly whined at the amazing sensation. Alistair didn't even answer. Simply taking his pants off in one swift motion and throwing it into his inventory.

"How eager." Miquella giggled before moaning as his manhood stood tall between his cheeks, gaze hot on his raging member :"G-goodness, you're seriously huge..." Moving to sit on his lap, he rubbed his own shaft against Alistair's, making them both groan :"Look, mine is completely hidden behind it. I know we've been training my bottom, but I wonder if it's even possible to fit it all inside."

"Don't worry, sweetie. I'll make it fit." He shivered at his hungry grin. He grinned back, lowering himself closer to the Tarnished :"I know will, love. But remember, I'm the one servicing you today. So you can only watch as I make sure you'll fit right at home when you're wrecking me~."

He was getting into a more comfortable position when his eyes brightened with an idea. Smirking mischievously, he crawled forward and sat on Alistair's stomach, his back and juicy ass turned to him. The Tarnished took a –deep–, hot breath at the sight.

Miquella looked back with a mischievous glint in his eyes :"I figured you would like this more. Isn't that right, my lewd beloved?" Seeing the golden femboy reach back, squeeze and pull on one of his cheeks to reveal his pretty pink hole, the Tarnished couldn't help but grin like a drunkard :"Oh, you know me so well, love~."

"Oh~, that I do, baby. That I do~. Now, just relax and enjoy the show, k? But can you hand me our lube please?" He nodded dumbly, gaze not leaving his heavenly ass as he took out the lube he had asked for from Diallos.

Taking the bottle, Miquella poured it onto his and Alistair's erections, shivering at the sticky, slippery feeling. He poured some onto his hand as well before placing it aside and gripping both of their dicks in both hands, gently setting a slow rhythm of stroking them together.

His breathing turned shaky, whining moans as he raised his hips for the back of their tips to hit each other, providing even further stimulation. Once their members were nice and slick with lube, he brought one hand to his ass.

Alistair's breath hitched at his struggle of pushing his fingers past his juicy cheeks. Miquella looked back, face red, but not shy as he smirked :"Love, care to lend a hand to your consort? Well, two, to be exact. As you can, I'm struggling a bit thanks to my now," He gave his hips a little wiggle, stealing the Tarnished's breath with the way it jiggled :"Big ass cheeks. Care to help your slutty demigod in need?"

"My god, Miq..." Even he felt his face burn. How Miquella, the ever shy femboy who would turn beat red at just getting his waist hugged, could act so daring was beyond him :'He's really letting the heat of the moment lead him, huh?'

"Yes, my dear?" Miquella giggled, giving his ass another shake :"Do you need something from your god? But he's the one who requires your assistance at the moment though?"

"Then who am I to refuse to help?" He bit his lip as he gripped his ass cheeks, causing Miquella to arch his back as he spread them apart, letting the cold wind brush against his hot asshole. Alistair drooled at the sight as he brought his lubed up fingers to his hole, flashing a sultry smirk :"My utmost thanks, my beloved~. Now, enjoy the real show- o-oh~! Mmm~..."

Strings of moans escaped him as one finger was pushed inside, before coming back out and pushing back inside :"Mmm~, so good~. This feels even better now that I've fully grown up, beloved~. Ooh~..."

Hearing Miquella's drawn out moans as he bit his lip sent jolts of pleasure straight down to his member, causing it to thrash powerfully. Feeling the strong pulses against his own erection, the golden femboy just remembered what he was holding.

His jerking resumed as did his finger, making his breathing pick up. They grew in pitch in volume as he gently shoved another finger in, causing his delicious sounds to break into full on moans as Alistair kneaded his ass cheeks soothingly :"O-oh, fuck~! Hah, hah, t-this feels amazing, Alistair...

Stroking our erections together, fingering myself while you watch and keep my fat ass cheeks spread out, it's making my head go all foggy, love..."

"Yeah, I can see that." His deep voice, filled with lust and hunger, made him tremble and for his velvety walls to tighten around his digits :"You look so hot when you're feeling good, sweetie. That's it, pump those pretty fingers in and out of your delicious asshole. I can't wait to bury myself inside it, my beloved god."

Miquella smirked :"Just look at how hard you are... your member sure is looking forward to fuck the sanity out of my mind, huh? How could I ever have the heart to keep it waiting?"

Gently, a third finger entered his hole, making his legs buckle and for his eyes to roll back :"O-oh, my Lord~..." His sexy lips pursed to form a circle from the pleasure he was feeling :"Do you like the view?" He used every bit of willpower to bring his eyes back to their place and to look back at the entranced Alistair :"Do you like seeing me preparing myself for you?

Readying my hungry hole for you to destroy? It already feels amazing with just my fingers, you know~? I can't imagine just how amazing it's going to feel when you push your monster of a cock deep inside~."

"Fucking hell, Miquella..." His growl only empowered the stimulation. His fingers scissored inside his hole, making his eyes roll back again. But when his fingers pushed against his prostate, he couldn't hold back the scream of a moan as he released his seed.

He shivered as he moved his hands, prolonging his orgasm. Giving his consort a front row seat to witness his hole twitching and trying to close around his digits.

As his body calmed down, he looked back with a lustful grin, mouth wide and panting :"S-sorry, beloved, the pleasure was too much for me to hold back. I'm sorry for cumming on your beautiful cock, alright?"

"You... fucking brat!" (Un)fortunately for Miquella, Alistair finally had it with his teasing. Grabbing him by the hips, he threw him onto the ground. Making him gasp and look up with a smirk :"O-oh, what's the matter, my beloved consort? I still haven't finished servicing you, you know-"

"My beloved god," He interrupted by grabbing his chin and making him look up at his darkened eyes of lust :"The only service I need right now is having that tight ass around my dick. Hope you've had enough fun teasing me and being a brat, because you deserve a punishment. And I know just how to punish you."

Miquella trembled happily under his grin, his smirk still present and even cheekier :"Oh, no~. Have I been a bad boy, my Lord Consort? But I just wanted to make you feel good."

"That you did, love." His hands moved under his knees to raise them over his shoulders. Making Miquella gasp lewdly as he pressed the tip of his raging member against his hungry asshole :"And that's why I'll make sure you lose your mind with this punishment."

"Won't you at least give me a moment to rest?" He pouted, smiling as Alistair took his hand and fondly intertwined their fingers :"Nope. Blame yourself for getting me so worked up and cumming all by yourself."

His darkened eyes returned to normal for a moment, his hand gently squeezing Miquella's eyes soothingly :"I'll go gentle, alright? But still, tell me if it's still too much. Understood?"

Miquella's heart melted at the show of affection, but he still had the cheek to smile teasingly :"What happened to punishing me, my love? Don't tell me you don't have the heart to do it?"

The Tarnished didn't look annoyed. He smirked instead :"Punishing you? Oh, baby, you're going to be surprised with how much of a gentle sadist I can be." Before his lustful smirk was replaced with a caring smile as he lowered himself to Miquella's face :"But I would never want to hurt you. You better etch that onto that pretty head of yours, alright?"

Miquella's blush grew darker as he smiled :"Understood, love." They shared a loving kiss. Empty of any lust, only filled with love and care, as Alistair tried to sooth him.

He pulled back once the kiss was over, and Miquella froze in place at the view. He finally understood why Alistair forgot to breathe before. Kneeling naked between his legs, his muscles and beautiful body on full display, and his face so handsome that he was left charmed.

His body was covered in droplets of sweat, glistening on his tight muscles and making them shine. His hair, messy from having just women up, was all over the place. But it only raised his charm as it stuck to his forehead.

And when Alistair pushed his hair back to its usual style, revealing his handsome face, darkened eyes of lust, Miquella just about swooned. He had failed to notice it before, mind too full with excitement of finally growing up and just how much he wanted Alistair to notice it.

But now, as he kneeled between his legs, body shining under the morning sunlight and ready to absolutely breed him, he finally noticed what had been ignoring until just a moment ago. His lust grew to unimaginable levels all over again at the mere sight of him.

He only remembered how to breathe again when he felt immense pressure against his waiting hole and heard his beloved Alistair's gentle, fond and loving voice :"Don't tense up too much. It will only feel better if you relax."

Miquella nodded, his breathing growing heavier as the pressure slowly increased. He tried his best to relax, but it was sort of hard when a dick the size of an arm was about to impale his asshole. But unlike what he thought, instead of the pain that he was anticipating, his body exploded only with pleasure when the head of Alistair's member finally entered.

"OOH~! F-FUCK!" His eyes rolled back, back arching in pure ecstasy. The noiret was surprised by his exclaim, but relax and bit his lip when he saw it wasn't from pain, but from the pleasure that they both shared :"Fuck~, Miquella... you're so fucking tight."

He didn't continue inward. Giving Miquella a moment to catch his breath and prepare. The golden femboy didn't exactly relax, but his mind still straightened just a bit as he tried to get used to the pleasure of the raw stretch, the feeling of Alistair's manhood, and the thrashing it did in his hole.

"D-deeper, Alistair." His arms circled around his consort's shoulders for leverage as he looked at him pleadingly, panting and tears of lust forming in his beautiful eyes :"P-please go even deeper."

Alistair shuddered thanks to his beautiful face, already morphed in pleasure even though only his dick's head was in :"With pleasure, my love~." Giving him a quick peck, he held him in place by his thighs as he slowly pushed forward.

A loud, shuddering, drawn out moan left Miquella during the entire few seconds until he stopped. The Tarnished didn't lose his mind in pleasure, unlike Miquella, even though he wanted to.

But what he wanted to do more was to make sure his beautiful husband wasn't hurt. He looked down to where they were connected, and as much as the sight of the golden femboy's hole squeezing around his giant erection enticed him to go rabid on that fat ass, he forced himself to calm down.

"About halfway in, love. Just relax and-" But Miquella pulled him closer by his neck to smash their lips together. His eyes widened with surprise before they both moaned into the kiss. He put a hand beside Miquella's head to support himself as he deepened the kiss.

His cock pulsing inside of the golden femboy's bussy from the feeling of his delicious lips, causing him to moan loudly. But his moans and sounds of absolute ecstasy were swallowed by Alistair as he bit Miquella's lip, urging him to give permission.

Miquella gasped, but complied instantly. His mouth opened to give access to the tongue he was so in love with. Letting it wrestle, dance and just dominate his own pretty tongue like how he was dominating his body.

After a brief moment of devouring each other's mouths, the femboy demigod broke the kiss, panting as he glared at his consort :"Y-you fool- mm! I-I am an Empyrean, not a normal, delicate mortal.

Even if I have zero experience, t-this only feels amazing instead of painful! And just for your information, even if it did hurt, it would only be a light sting compared to the suffering I have endured in the past! So can you please stop treating me like a goddamn flower and just breed me already?!"

Alistair –heard– something shatter inside of him. With a growl, he thrusted it his entire manhood as far as it could go without needing to actually apply strength.

"OOH, YES!" Miquella threw his head back with a scream :"F-FUCK... o-ooh, fuck~..." He shivered from the intense pleasure, eyes rolling back and mouth hanging open. His tongue lolled out as he panted heavily, whimpering and moaning loudly as he felt all of that 12 inch spear of a dick push against his stomach.

His back was arched so much it would have hurt if not for the intense jolts of pleasure traveling up his spine. He could hear Alistair deep, raspy breathing as he peppered him gentle, soothing kisses to comfort him.

He didn't move, but the sensation of his cock just spreading him open and pulsating so violently was enough to leave him a blabbering, drooling mess. His loving kisses helped greatly in clearing some of the fog in his mind.

Miquella looked down, trying to see where they were connected. But instead, was met with a view that left him chuckling in disbelief and happiness that he couldn't contain :"L-look, A-Alistair... l-look at t-this."

Alistair looked down and rasped through gritted teeth at the very clear bump on Miquella's smile. The way his golden femboy smiled so lustfully, so hungrily, so lovingly at him only fueled his burning lust as he gently poked where he had penetrated so deeply with his pretty fingers :"J-just look at how deep inside you are, love. Y-you're spreading me s-so much, i-it feels like I'm going to be ripped in half."

"Fuck, Miquella..." His breathing was hot and heavy, making Miquella smile and squeeze around him, making them both moan :"G-go on, Alistair. Please, p-please fuck your God however you want. Use mine body as thou wilt, my beloved consort~."

"With pleasure." He grinned seductively, kissing his lips deeply once more and leaving Miquella even more breathless. But all air left the golden femboy as he pulled out to gently push in again. He desperately held on as his head fell back, unable to continue kissing, breathing and getting bred all at the same time.

His hips trembled with each gentle thrust of Alistair's member before wrapping around his waist to push him even deeper. As his consort gently fucked him, his mouth moved to his neck.

Peppering it with kisses and bites that would definitely leave marks later on. Marks that would reveal who he belonged to. The thought shouldn't have turned him on so much. The kisses moved lower until Miquella screamed a moan as he gently bit one of his hard nipples.

"O-oh, Alistair..." He moaned, looking down with teary eyes as he started kissing, sucking and nipping on his hard nipples as he fucked him :"T-that feels so- hmm, so~ fucking good~..."

But he wanted more. He wanted to feel even better. And the way Alistair kept a slow pace annoyed him as much as it warmed up his heart :"P-please, my love..." He pushed back against his rock hard member, making the Tarnished's eyes widen as he pleaded :"M-more, I beg of you. Please, I-I promise, I can take it, so please just breed me like you promised!"

He shuddered at the hungry glare he received as he harshly pinched his nipple, making him howl :"You want to get fucked?" Pulling back and away from Miquella's arms, he grabbed the back of his knees and pushed them against his chest before giving a harsh thrust :"Fine, then I'll fucking breed you as much as you'd like, sweetheart!"

He set a harsh pace from there. If Miquella was so eager to get fucked hard, he would beg him to slow down himself if he was going too fast. But from the looks of it, that wasn't happening anytime soon.

"Yes! Y-yes, j-just like that!" Not when his femboy of an Empyrean was moaning and screaming so much under him :"M-mmm, fuck~, just like that, baby! F-fuck me! F-fuck your God Consort as much as you want! Please! Please use me all you want until you've turned me into a mess!"

Who was he to refuse? Holding him folded in place, he fucked him like he wanted him to. Thrusting so fast Miquella could see stars. Alistair wasn't much different from him. His body was hot, mind foggy and filled only with the thought of fucking him as he squeezed so tightly around him. His velvety walls hugged him so tightly and nicely.

He looked down at where they were connected. He wasn't met with any resistance when fucking him anymore. His stretched hole accepted him happily and refused to let him take out even an inch of his length. Squeezing so tightly like it was begging him to stay inside whenever he pulled out to fuck him again.

His eyes moved up. To Miquella's rock hard member leaking precum all over the place, to his stomach where he could see the beautiful bump appearing and disappearing with each thrust, to his beautiful and sensitive nipples standing so hard, and to his gorgeous face lost in pure ecstasy.

With a mischievous smirk, he aimed and thrusted higher, knocking all the wind out of Miquella as he hit just the spot to make him see stars. He gasped silently, unable to even moan as he shuddered. He felt like he just passed out for a moment :"O-oh... h-holy f-fuck..."

When he could breath again, Alistair's sadistic side took over. He gripped the trembling legs firmer, pushing them down harder as he fucked him in an angle that raised the volume of Miquella's moans to new heights.

"O-OH, B-BY THE G-GODS! Y-YOU'RE GOING SO DEEP AND HARD!!" The golden femboy screamed as he gripped onto the carpet for dear life :"Y-YES, J-JUST LIKE THAT! FUCK ME! FUCK ME EVEN HARDER!!"

"How gorgeous." Alistair licked his lips, grinning as he aimed to hit Miquella's prostate with every thrust. He stopped for a moment, making Miquella whine in dissatisfaction. But when he grabbed his ankles, moved his calves next to Miquella's head and pressed down with his chest to fold him even harder, Miquella just about passed out from the next position of getting absolutely railed.

He screamed, screamed and screamed out moans with every thrust. The new position was too dangerously good. He was going crazy each time Alistair thrusted into him, making sure to hit his prostate and make him tremble all over, inside and outside.

"Y-you like this, love?! You like how I'm breeding you?!" The Tarnished grinned widely, relishing in the way Miquella was lost in pure pleasure :"This is the mating press position I always told you when I was dirty talking about the things I would do to you. You like it?"

"I-I LOVE IT!! P-PLEASE, MORE! I-I'M SO FUCKING CLOSE!!" His soft hand moved down to grip his erection harshly, moaning at the sheer amount of precum coating his member as he began to furiously jerk himself off.

Looking into his handsome consort's hungry and lustful face, equally as lost in pleasure as him, his free hand gripped onto his hair to bring him into a hungry, messy kiss. One filled with nothing but hunger for one another, their desire to absolutely devour each other, to make each other lose their minds with pleasure.

Their lips sucked on each side violently, tasting the other's as much as they could as their tongues danced in such lustful but loving ways. As he felt himself nearing the edge, his breathing grew rapid and hurried, short and panicking as his body tensed.

He wanted to scream into the air, to relieve some of the tension as he released his seed onto his chest and stomach. But Alistair instantly caught his lips again when he pulled away. Kissing him even harder as his own climax hit him like a truck.

Miquella's eyes widened at the force of the load that was shot into him, filling him to the brim and making his vision go blank. The force of the raw pleasure of cumming and having his beloved consort cumming inside of him at the same time was too much.

His entire body trembled harshly. He felt like his entire body was cumming as his consort shot ropes and ropes of thick cum deep into his hole. If he wasn't a man, impregnation was a guarantee with how full of cum he felt.

Alistair thrusted gently a few times more to ride out their orgasms, which he definitely needed. He fell limp afterwards, breathing heavily and feeling so full and weird. As they calmed down from their orgasms, he gently, slowly pulled out.

Making Miquella whine from the overstimulation as his hungry, stretched hole latched onto Alistair's manhood by itself. As he pulled out with a lewd pop, his seed started to spill from the gaping hole. And boy, did he love how his gaping hole looked.

"Jesus fucking Christ..." He whispered, charmed by how sinful his hole looked. It was stretched beyond limit and no matter how much it struggled to close, the fucking he gave it made sure it couldn't close.

Miquella's asshole simply stayed wide open, gaping widely and twitching and spilling his thick seed. He could see all the way down the path he absolutely ravished. It only made his already rock hard dick even harder, igniting the desire to breed him even more while Miquella shivered from the cold air entering his hot and sensitive asshole.

As Miquella laid on the ground, panting, he put his hand over his tiny stomach with a small frown. Alistair gently rubbed his thighs soothingly, concerned :"Does it feel uncomfortable, love? I did cum harder than ever. Pretty sure having that much cum inside would feel uncomfortable.

Miquella shook his head, breathless "It doesn't feel uncomfortable, just unfamiliar." Before looking away shyly :"A-actually, I'm starting to enjoy the feeling of being full of your seed..."

His dick twitched hungrily, along with his face :"Miquella, my love, I'm trying to go easy on you for your first time, but you're making that seriously hard…"

Miquella raised an eyebrow and looked down. Seeing how hard he still was while Miquella's own member was limp and lifeless from the force of which he cummed, filled him with as much nervousness as it did with excitement.

"W-who said you are allowed to go easy on me?" He panted, making Alistair's eyes darken again as his arms circled around each thigh and pushed his knees to his chest again. His consort definitely loved the view, so who was he to refuse him?

He also spread his legs as much as his tired body would allow as he looked at him with a scolding gaze :"Y-you promised to breed me fully and m-make sure I look like a p... pregnant woman. I w-will not tolerate my King Consort, the one to become Elden Lord, to be a liar who goes back on his promises, young man. S-so you better start fucking me right this instant again, or I'll really get mad."

The guttural groan that left Alistair made him shiver in excitement :"Oh, you're really asking for it now. Fine then, just don't blame me if your pretty asshole doesn't close and you can't walk right for a few days."

"Hehehehe, blame you for taking me to paradise and back?" He smiled mischievously, excitedly, eyes locked onto his angry member :"A-as if. Now just start, if you do not wish to anger your God~."

He chuckled darkly :"Oh, I would definitely not want that to happen. Who else would I breed if not my gorgeous God of a husband?" He flipped him over in one swift move, making Miquella yelp in surprise as he held up his ass by his hips and pushed down his upper body :"Then you better prepare yourself, because I'm not going to stop ravaging your asshole, love. Feel free to safe word if you'd like, but something tells me you're not gonna do that at all."

Lining up his manhood with his gaping hole again, he started a brutal pace from the get go, making Miquella's eyes roll back into his head with a cock drunk smile :"YES~! Fuck, just like that~!!"

Alistair grinned at the delicious sounds he made. His eyes were locked onto the golden femboy's even more delicious ass. With every harsh thrust into his hungry hole, his fat ass cheeks jiggled intensely. The way Miquella started pushing back and force on his dick only excited him further.

He grabbed a cheek with each hand, making Miquella moan as he spread them apart to thrust even harder. The delirious moaning, babbling, begging of his gorgeous husband only grew higher in volume as he went fast and hard again.

And when he aimed right at his prostate again, the entire kingdom probably heard Miquella's moans. He was already limp on the ground except for his ass in the air. But when Alistair started his assault on his sensitive bundle of nerves again, it was like he was knocking him in and out of consciousness.

His drool pooled on the pillow under his face, eyes rolled back and he didn't even have the strength to smile anymore. Not willing to spare any of the limited strength he still had on anything but pushing his fat ass back to get even more stimulation.

But when Alistair's fingers gripped onto his long, beautiful, picture perfect image of holiness and pulled on it to get him on his hands, he was fully conscious all over again. He never expected his hair, a sacred golden that only he and his mother (and his brother once) shared in their family and the entire Lands Between, would be used as leverage to absolutely ravage his asshole even harder.

The dirty thought turned him on even more. He could barely muster the strength to stand on his hands with Alistair's brutalizing his prostate, but he persisted all to obey his consort's wishes. And that turned Alistair on even more.

Pulling even harder, he made his femboy scream out yet another moan as he raised him to his knees, pulling his tender back flush against his broad chest :"Come here!" He pulled on his hair again, down this time, to make his face tilt higher to kiss his swollen lips silly again.

His other hand circled around his waist to keep him in place. But he smirked mischievously when he felt the bump his dick made whenever it pushed in so deep. It urged him to go even harsher, faster. Fueling his desire to absolutely breed his golden femboy of an Empyrean.

"I-I'm close, love! I-I'm so fucking close!!" Miquella whispered breathlessly into the kiss. Before he could grip his erection to stroke it and make himself fall over the edge, Alistair beat him to it.

His larger, rougher hand gripped his beautiful manhood, making him gasp and throw his head back against him :"O-oh, my goodness..." He whimpered at the assault on both his member and asshole.

Tears of pleasure pooled in his eyes as he trembled even harder before they came once more. With Alistair silencing his moans by biting Miquella delicate soldier, and with Miquella screaming out a lewd moan without a care in the world.

He trembled at the sheer fullness he felt as ropes of cum left his dick with Alistair's strokes. When they were finally done, he wanted to fall limp against his consort. But said consort kept him up and standing.

He looked up with confusion before gulping at his hungry grin and the pulsate of a still very erect member buried deep inside his asshole :"Oh, what's the matter, love? Tired? You should have thought about that sooner, before you started running that pretty little mouth of yours. Now? Now you're going to take it all like a good boy~."

Needless to say, Miquella's legs were ruined for a good while. Meanwhile, Melina thanked the mother who had never loved her for the delicious meal with a bloody nose and a sketchbook and pen in hand.

(A/N: Boom, there you have it! Hope you enjoyed my love filled (ಠ⁠◡⁠ಠ) meal! There were a few more delicious ideas that I still could put in there, but I didn't want to exhaust all of our ingredients just yet. *Morally incorrect boner* It's not like this is our last meal, after all~.)