Tharja typically didn’t like when people talked to Robin, but she especially didn’t like when it was Tiki. She hated her with a passion. The Princess of the Divine Dragon tribe was constantly giggling and laughing, and the soldiers were drawn to her like she was a goddess, and everything she said was important to them. Tharja, on the other hand, felt like she was ignored by most. She didn’t care about anyone except for Robin, but she felt like Robin was drawn to Tiki in a way that made her very upset. She knew she had to do something about it before it was too late. She was used to watching Robin at all times, and she had a feeling that she wasn’t imagining it. Robin was getting closer and closer to Tiki recently, and regularly sought her out in between battles.
They typically talked about the battles and Chrom’s army, but both constantly appeared like they were having a great time together, like there was something more going on. Tharja watched them from the sidelines, listening to them as they talked to each other. Tiki was laughing away at something Robin was saying, and he scratched the back of his head, blushing. Why didn’t he look like that in front of Tharja! She wanted to be the one who made him blush!
Tiki was saying, “you’re terrible at this, you know?” Tiki wasn’t the type to tease people, but he brought out that side of her.
“I just need you to help me!” Robin said, still laughing at his own failure. They were standing in front of a fire for their campsite, and Robin was trying to make some soup for dinner.
“I won’t help you if you don’t admit that you’re terrible at cooking!” She looked down at the food and waved a hand in front of her nose, showing Robin just how disgusting it looked.
“Come on, Tiki!” He was desperate now, and couldn’t believe the usual nice girl was making fun of him so much.Tharja hated that Tiki was as beautiful as usual. Her wavy green hair was tied up in a red ribbon, and her long elfen ears peaked out underneath her bangs. She didn’t even have to try to look beautiful. Her divine dragon race enabled her to look stunning at all times, and Tharja wondered to herself how she hadn’t already snatched Robin’s heart. She wore a long red dress with crosses down the sides and embellished it with her pink robe and long red boots. Tiki was able to work the battlefield with long heels on, and still look completely gorgeous while doing it. It was so unfair. How could Tharja compete with that?
Tiki only smiled back at Robin, like she needed him to admit how terrible he was before she would agree to help him. Robin sighed and finally said, “okay, okay. My food is terrible. Are you happy now?”
She laughed out loud. “I’m just glad you’re able to admit your faults, Robin. We all know your war tactics are the best, and you’re the one that leads us to victory every time. You’re already so perfect in so many aspects, so you’ve got to have some faults.”
Robin blushed at that. “Really? You think I’m perfect?”
Tiki blushed back at him. “Ah…” She stammered. “It’s just a figure of speech. I didn’t mean it like that.”
“Sure you didn’t.” Robin said with a sly smile. Tiki pushed him affectionately, and then proceeded to dump the soup out in front of him.
“Hey!” Robin complained, looking down at his hard work. “I’ve been doing that for an hour now!”
Tiki shook her head. “Maybe next time you’re going to attempt to cook… ask me for help first. Because all you’re doing is wasting the army’s supply.”
Robin blushed again. “But I don’t want to bother you… I want to try to do it myself.”
“Robin, you’re never a bother to me. You know that, right?” Tiki said, refusing to look at him.
He shivered slightly, not able to understand how a woman so powerful would want to help him. “But… you’re so busy. Especially since the battles have been so exhausting lately.”
Tiki only shook her head. “I’m always interested in helping people!” Her smile was so radiating that Tharja decided to step back and leave the two of them alone. How could she possibly compete with that?
Though Tharja still spent that night watching Robin sleep, counting how many times he moved in his bed like she always did, she was distracted. She thought of different methods she knew of of trying to make someone fall in love. There was doing something nice for them, giving them gifts, spending time with them, complimenting them, quality time, and physical touch. She would have to work through every single one to make Robin finally fall in love with her and become her husband.
The battle that occurred the next day was particularly harsh. Robin, despite being the same great General as he always was, was clearly exhausted. Tharja decided that it was a good time to put her plan into motion. She rushed up to the General camp and called out to him. “Robin! Robin it’s Tharja.”
“Oh, come on in!” He said, trying to be cheerful. She flipped the curtain aside and entered, staring at him somewhat awkwardly. She was always so confident around everyone else, but as soon as she saw him… he made her stop in her tracks and think of everything she was doing. Why was Robin so good and perfect?
He was sitting at a chair by the war table, which had a large map and multiple pieces on top. He was wearing his normal General outfit for this battle, a long black cloak with a brown satchel on the side and purple accents, with steel toe boots. His gloves were off and on the table, and his white hair was pushed back and messy, wet from the sweat he had produced during the battle. “I noticed how hard you worked today, Robin.” She said, and hesitated only for a second before approaching him.
He grimaced. “Yeah, today was a rough one.”
“Are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere?” She asked.
He took off his boots in his seat, and she shuffled, wondering if she should come help him. His socks came alone with it, and she gasped out loud when she saw a large swipe across the bottom of his leg. It was no longer bleeding, but seemed very deep. “Robin!” She gasped. “Why didn’t you find someone to help you?”
“It wasn’t that painful.” He said, grimacing. She rushed to sit across from him, and pulled his leg onto her lap. He looked at her, shocked, but let her work her magic. She closed her eyes and worked her magic, though it was typically not a healing sort of magic, she was trained as a young age to be able to mend herself if she really needed to. Robin moaned a bit at the sensation of his skin stitching together, but let her focus, and within a few minutes, he was completely healed.
“Wow, thank you so much, Tharja. I had no idea you were capable of healing like that.” He mused, his eyes still wide.
She blushed, fully taking in the complement. “Thank you. I learned it as a little girl, and it’s been useful from time to time.”
“When you were a little girl in Plegia?” He asked.
She nodded, and was happy to find that he remembered their conversations from when they first met. “Ah, you remembered?”
He nodded. “Of course! I’m from Plegia, too!” This was all going according to plan. She had done an act of service for Robin, which he clearly appreciated, and they were both talking about something that they could relate to from their childhoods. Robin already seemed so much closer to her than before. It was absolutely perfect. She could feel her heart pounding as she spoke to him, like it was drawn to his every action, in complete need of him to love her back.
She didn’t want to make him too uncomfortable with them in the tent together, so she left after their conversation, waving him goodnight. She walked a few steps before circling back around to watch his next moves. That’s what she did every night, after all.
She spent the next day, while having some break time before their next battle, making something for Robin. Due to their conversation from earlier, Robin said he wished he knew more about where he came from, and was upset that he learned most of it from Chrom and didn’t see for himself. She spent the day making the necklace that she knew would mean a lot to him, and ran to give it to him as soon as she finished, eagerness in her steps. This was the next step in her plan, gifting the person you love material gifts to make them fall in love with you. And even perfect, they had just talked about something they could both relate to last night, something that even Tiki herself couldn’t compare with.
He was still talking to a soldier when she approached, so she patiently waited and walked up to him as soon as the conversation was over. She had no wish to talk to anyone except for Robin that day. Or any other day, in fact. “Robin!” She said, smiling from ear to ear, so unlike how she was like with other people around her.
“Oh hi, Tharja. Nice to see you again.” He said quite formally.
“I just wanted to… um….” Ah, why was she feeling nervous now! Just give him the gift.
“Yes?” He asked, looking slightly concerned.
“I wanted to give you a gift. For being such an amazing General.” She blushed. “Something I think you’d really like. I made it myself, actually.”
“Oh, wow. You really shouldn’t have.” He said, but she shoved it into his hand and took a step back, waiting. She had made a necklace for him, a black gem mimicking the black gem Sable with the Fell Dragon Grima embedded inside when you moved it towards the light in the right angle. Two things that heavily described where they were from. “Tharja… wow.” He said.
“Well, we were talking a lot about missing Plegia last night, so I thought this would be a good way for you to remember your home.” She explained, still red from blushing.
“This means… this means so much to me.” He said, holding the necklace against his heart. “And you made it yourself, too?”
“I may have cheated and used a little bit of magic.” She said cheekily.
“Of course. Again, thank you.” He said warmly. Yes! Another part of her plan has worked out! She was one step closer to Robin’s heart, And Tiki didn’t have a chance in the world. She waved goodbye to him and walked off, smiling to herself.
She was stopped in her tracks by Tiki, who had her arms at her hips, clearly looking angry. “Hi Tharja.” She said, narrowing her eyes.
Tharja put on the fakest smile in her arsenal possible. “Hi, Tiki. How may I help you?”
“Don’t think I don’t know what you’re doing!” She said, tapping her heels on the ground.
“What am I doing?” She asked back innocently.
“I know you’re trying to seduce Robin. Well, Robin is mine, and everyone in the whole army. No, the whole world, knows it.” Tiki said, her usual passive personality turning into a roaring fire.
“I’m not trying to seduce Robin.” Tharja said, though she couldn’t help but smile. Was it actually that obvious?
“You’ve been in love with Robin the moment you set eyes on him. Everyone knows except for Robin himself. Which really doesn’t make sense because he’s usually so good at reading people…” She trailed off.
“What do you want?” Tharja asked, having enough of Tiki already.
“I want you to pack off from your evil plans and leave Robin alone.” She demanded. Usually, an order from the Princess of the Divine Dragon Trube meant something, but Tharja couldn’t help but laugh at her and her bratty actions.
“If you’re so close to Robin, why don’t you just tell him yourself you think I’m coming up with some evil plans?”
“Because he’ll think I’m crazy.”
“Good. You are crazy.” Tharja said, walking off and ignoring the girl behind her.
“Get back here right now!” Tiki said, and Tharja stopped in her tracks, though didn’t turn back to look at her. “If you’re not going to stop trying to get Robin to fall in love with you, I’m going to go all out as well!”
Tharja turned back now, a dark and menacing grin on her face. “May the best girl win, then.” She winked, and continued to stalk off.
Despite her dark words, Tharja was beginning to feel nervous. She always knew that Tiki had a thing for Robin, but thought the girl was too innocent and pure to do anything about it other than spend time with Robin. Now that they were both clearly battling for his heart, Tiki might actually win this fight. Tharja shook her head. No, she shouldn’t be thinking this way. She still had a chance, and now she would be upping her game.
After their battle the next day, Tharja had something amazing planned. She made sure that Tiki wasn’t around to see what was going on, and approached Robin to talk to him. She didn’t talk about anything unusual, just what she had seen during her battle, reporting to her General about the enemy soldier’s whereabouts. He nodded at her, still looking foreboding with his usual General attitude. She loved that about him, how he looked when he was serious and in charge. She said her goodbyes again, and walked off. She had only taken a few steps around the corner when two men approached her, none she recognized with their helmets still on. “Look who it is…” The first man said with a teasing voice.
She snarled at him and stared, her hands on her hips. “What do you want?”
“It’s the dark witch of the army, Tharja, isn’t it?” He asked, though he clearly already knew. He eyed her up and down with a heated look, studying her body so slowly it was like he was touching her. “Do all witches dress like you, or are you just a little slut?”
She had hired these two men to harass her, but had no idea they would take it so far. They were acting so well they didn’t seem like they were even acting anymore. It didn’t make any sense, but she would play along with it, especially while Robin was probably listening. She had never noticed her figure or sex appeal before, but once she had a conversation with Cordelia, one that heavily embarrassed her, where the woman pointed out that her appearance and outfit was far more revealing that she realized. Even with Nowi, who said that she had the largest breasts out of the women in the army. She wanted to run and hide when she found out about these things, but now, with her task aimed towards conquering Robin’s heart, she had to use her body as a weapon. She wore her usual outfit, a long black and gold cloak with fabric covering her entire body, though most of it sheer and transparent. She wore golden accents around her waist and on her shoes, as well as a ring around her thighs. Her outfit showed off her entire body, and she didn’t mind when men gawked as they stared at her. They knew she belonged to Robin, so wouldn’t do anything about it. And she knew how to protect herself if they ever approached her in the fashion they were doing now.
“A little slut? How dare you? I am many levels above your rank, and I can destroy you.” She looked at them with darkened eyes, her power flaring around her as she seethed. Before she could do anything though, someone grabbed her behind, holding her hands together. “Ah!” She cried out. “Help!” She screamed, hoping Robin was still around to help her.
He was. A second later his face appeared, and he stood, staring at the three men while gauging the situation with calculative eyes, one holding her from behind, the two staring at her through helmets. “What’s going on here?” He practically growled. The man behind her let her go, and she stumbled onto the ground dramatically.
“We were… we were just chatting with the fair lady.” He said, gulping. Robin looked down at Tharja, who was still gramcing as she knelt in the dirt, clearly acting more hurt than she really was.
“This doesn’t look like chatting to me.” Robin said, looking incredibly angry. Tharja was breathless. The way that he was protective over her, wanting to save her from the villains in front of her. It was so incredibly sexy, and she wanted, no, needed, more of that in her life.
“It’s okay, Robin. I’m okay.” She said. The men were a little too aggressive than what she ordered them to do, but she did hire them, and didn’t want them to get hurt by Robin.
“Are you sure?” He asked, his eyes a little more gentle as he watched her. She nodded confidently, and he approached her to help her up. He wrapped his arms around her and she held her hands against his chest, breathing him in. God, he smelled so good even after a battle.
He practically snarled at the three men before dragging her into the tent, placing her down at the chair she had sat in just a few days ago as he knelt before her, looking up at her with a concerned gaze. “Are you okay?” He asked, his voice and expression showing his clear concern.
She nodded. “Don’t worry about it. This happens to me all the time.” She blushed. It was a lie, men were typically too scared of her to approach, though she regularly noticed their hungry expressions when she walked by.
“You mean… my men try to attack you?” Robin asked, shocked.
“It’s just how they are. It’s okay.” She nodded, trying to act brave.
He couldn’t believe it, though she thought she was doing a great job in making him see her as not just one of the people in his army for the first time, but as a desirable woman, someone that had a body that other men wanted. She was about to say something else when she saw him staring at her… directly at her chest. She had somehow scraped against the soldier’s armor when she fell to the floor, and he damaged her outfit by ripping the fabric on the right of her breast, making it flap open against the wind that blew into the tent. Her right breast was completely out for Robin to see! She felt extremely embarrassed to be so indisposed in front of her General, and reached to cover her body when she saw it. A distinctive straining against his beige trousers. She gasped at him, unable to stop her emotions. Sitting right in front of her… right in front of her… Robin had a boner! A boner from seeing her right breast out in the open.
He was pulled out of the moment by her gasping noise, and peered down to look at what she had spotted. He shifted in his seat, feeling completely embarrassed. “Sorry, Tharja.” He said, and she wondered what he was even sorry for. “Would you like me to call someone to stitch you back up?”
She shook her head, trying to keep as regal and poised as possible. “No need, General. I have lots of similar outfits that I can wear at the battle tomorrow.” Her nipples were now incredibly hard from being in the air and being stared at like that. He knew this as well. The tension between them was palpable. “Thank you so much for your help.” She stood up, covering her body as she did so.
“I didn’t do much other than stand there.” He chuckled, still trying to hide his erection as he stood up as well. She couldn’t help it, she took a few final steps towards him and wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her body up to his. He gasped but hugged her back after a few seconds.
“Really, truly. Thank you.” She whispered against his ear, making him shiver. He was completely speechless, and only nodded in response as she exited the tent, still trying to hold her outfit together.
Tiki was standing outside, holding a meal she made for Robin in her hands as she looked at Tharja in shock. “What are you doing coming out of Robin’s tent practically naked?” She asked, bewildered and angry.
Tharja winked at her, “jealous?” She asked, and almost began to laugh at how happy she was, and how angry Tiki looked.
“No.” Tiki said, clearly lying. “What’s going on?”
“Oh, nothing.” Tharja replied wickedly. “Robin saved me from some soldiers who were harassing me, and I noticed his boner at seeing my breast, and I hugged him, making it even worse.”
Tiki blushed scarlet at that statement. “A… boner?” She stammered. She had never thought of Robin…. Robin’s penis before…
Tharja nodded. “Yup. I’m not sure you’ve ever given him one before, but I guess that means I’m winning.”
Tiki dropped the food she was holding onto the floor in absolute outrage. “I can do the same, too!” She said, and stalked off, clearly furious.
Tharja grinned to herself. This was one of the best days of her life. It had worked out even better than she had planned. She didn’t expect the soldier to tear her dress apart by accident, and she definitely did not expect Robin to get turned on by seeing her body like that. Clearly, she had been completely wrong in her approach. The way into Robin’s heart was not through his brain, but through his cock. This would be her new approach, and she knew she would truly win this time. She was the more sexy of the two women, after all. And she knew precisely how to use her body.
She realized she might’ve severely underestimated Tiki’s sex appeal the next day when she watched Tiki bounce over to Robin, asking him to teach her how to wield a bow, which was something she wasn’t very good at. Robin nodded, and eagerly agreed to help her. He was such a good guy, and Tharja firmly believed he was too nice for his own good.
She stood at the sidelines as Tiki pretended like she didn’t even know how to hold a bow properly, which was a complete lie. Robin approached her, and she tried to shoot it, failing terribly. She could hear the woman say, “I think it’ll be easier if you stand behind me and show me properly.”
Robin looked a little flustered but nodded, and he held onto her from behind, angling her two hands so she was actually holding the bow properly. “See, that’s how you do it.” He explained, she nodded, and shot the arrow again. It was a little closer to her target, but still very far off. She tried again and leaned into his body even more this time, looking up at him with glittering and needy eyes. Tharja almost puked from seeing the princess act like that. Robin clearly didn’t mind though, and she saw his attention flicker to Tiki’s lips, the juicy lips that didn’t need any makeup to make them look incredibly kissable.
They were standing so close to each other that could kiss just by moving a little closer, and Tharja almost started screaming just to distract them enough so they wouldn’t kiss. Robin saved himself, though, and pulled back, awkwardly telling her how to shoot the arrow properly. She nodded, and tried again. This time, she had pressed her ass firmly into his front, pushing it and grinding it like she had no idea she was doing so. How could he possibly stop himself from being turned on by that? Robin may be a complete gentleman, but with a princess grinding herself against you like that, how could he resist? Tharja wasn’t even mad when she saw that familiar bulge come out of him again, and she cursed herself for underestimating Tiki. She was clearly more familiar with the sexual or romance warfare than Tharja had imagined.
She couldn’t watch Tiki have her way with Robin any longer. She watched as she ground into Robin one last time, and walked away, grumbling to herself.
That night, she knew she would have the upper hand. Tiki was much more praised in the army, and she wouldn’t be able to do anything overtly sexual in front of any of the soldiers. This meant Tharja could be pretty slutty and no one would mind too much, and Tiki would only be able to watch while she seduced Robin. They were having a party after winning a tough battle, and had plenty of leftover food to eat as much as they wanted. There was plenty of alcohol being rolled up in barrels onto the campsite, and all the soldiers were in a particularly good mood. It was clear that Robin was as well, because he walked around laughing with everyone, getting patted in the back from a few of the soldiers he talked to, all commanding him for doing such a good job.
Tharja was determined to sit next to him, so when the soldier who was sitting next to Robin left to grab some food, she rushed to his seat, and glared at him when he tried to return. Robin didn’t seem to notice, and she smiled at him as she pretended to gobble drink after drink in front of him. She was actually drinking water, she had turned the beer in her goblet into water whenever he wasn’t looking, but he didn’t have to know that. When he finally looked at her, leaning down to ask her if she was drinking too much, she knew this was her chance. She gave Tiki a little wink as she leaned into Robbin, groaning a little drunkenly.
“Robin…” She slurred. “Maybe I did drink a little too much.”
He looked down at her in concern, and let her lay on his shoulder as she rubbed her head into him, sniffing his scent as she mewled slightly. “Oh, no. It’s okay, Tharja, we’re all here to have fun. You can lean against me for as long as you like. Maybe you should drink some water, or have some more bread to soak up all the alcohol inside of your body.”
She nodded in response. “You’re always so nice to me, Robin. What would I do without you?”
He blushed, though smiled at her. “I’m always going to be here for you, Tharja.” He moved into his tunic, and fingered out a necklace, the one she had made for him. “See? I wore this at the battle today.”
Her heart pounded, she couldn’t believe he was actually wearing it. “Wow.” She said, giving him a lazy grin.
“Can you pet my hair?” She asked, and when he looked like he was going to refuse, she said, “my father always pet my hair when I was feeling unwell.”
How could he say no to that? Robin nodded and began to pet her hair, feeling her soft long black locks, which were completely unbound for the night. She purred like a cat into his embrace, and opened her eyes just for a second to see a seething Tiki. 2-1 for Tharja. She was cheering on the inside. When Robin’s pets began to slow down, she knew it was time for the next part of her plan.
She stood up abruptly, and before Robin could say anything, she crawled onto his lap, still acting like she was completely and utterly drunk. “Tharja!” He said, but she ignored him, and sighed deeply as she nuzzled her head into his neck, breathing in his scent as much as possible.
She pretended to fall asleep in his lap, and he sighed, unable to do anything except continue to pet her. He stroked her hair with one hand and her waist with the other, and despite it being another masterful plan, she was enjoying every second of it. She would have to thank Tiki later for bringing out this side in her.
She started to rub her butt into his lap, and she was wearing so little that she could practically feel the fabric of his rough battleworn pants as she did. He had an erection almost immediately, which spurred her on more. She moved back and forth in a rhythm, grazing against him over and over again. She knew TIki was still watching, and gave her a show, trying to make the woman get the memo that Robin was her man, and no one else’s.
She was still grazing against him, harder and harder with every rubbing motion, when Robin cleared his throat and tried to rouse her, tapping on her shoulders gently as he said, “sorry, Tharja, I know you were sleeping, but I need to make an announcement to my soldiers now.” She was feeling quite disappointed, but she nodded, getting off of his lap.
“Thank you for making me feel better, Robin.” She said, smiling gently.
He nodded. “Anytime.” And tried to hide his erection as he began to speak to his people.
Tiki was absolutely glowering at her, and when Tharja sat back down again she heard the woman say under her breath, “you weren’t even drunk!”
Tharja’s smile widened. “Well… Robin didn’t have to know that.” She replied, and took another sip of her water.
Part 2
Tiki was getting frustrated. She was a good woman, a fine woman, and she didn’t stoop as low as women like Tharja, who had to claw her way up to get Robin’s attention. The problem was, lately she’s been too good of a job. Tiki was fine with her before, knowing that Robin would never be into a witch like her, but he seemed to… be okay with it. He seemed to let her play with him, and when he was erected like that, for another woman. It didn’t sit well with Tiki. That meant she had to try something else, something better to get his attention. She knew she was a beautiful woman, though she didn’t like to be conceited. She took her job as the voice of the divine dragon very seriously, and wouldn’t want to soil it by making herself seem like a slut. Which is exactly what Tharja was.
But in her mind… she knew that she was meant to be with Robin. The stars basically confirmed it, and it was her duty to make it so. Which meant she had to do everything. Yes, everything, in her power to make him finally admit how much he loved her, as well. And that meant stooping down to Tharja’s games.
She couldn’t believe how excellent Tharja was at manipulation. First, it was giving him the necklace that she made, making him remind himself of home. Then, it was hiring the men that clearly didn’t know what they were doing. Then pretending to be drunk and rubbing herself all over him? Tiki was getting heated just thinking about it. How dare she.
She was distracted the next few battles, she couldn’t help but watch Tharja and Robin interact, and could practically see the hearts floating around them, demonstrating how much they cared for each other. Robin was an intelligent General, his wit brought him this far, why couldn’t he see her for what she was? Especially with her incredibly disgusting and seductive outfit. Even the soldiers knew she was up to no good.
Tiki spent what felt like forever trying to figure out how to seduce Robin… and then realized the best course of action would be to force him to see Tharja for who she was. A slut. And so she decided to win by playing Tharja’s game, and strutted into the main dining area, hands on her hip, a girl on a mission.
“I’d like to speak to your General.” She announced. All the men turned to her at once, transfixed by the woman who was part of their man command. They practically dropped their food at her arrival.
“Tiki!” A man said, standing up. “Let me bring you to him.” She nodded, and walked with him, going to the tent that the General was currently residing in. She had never been there before, they usually had their meetings in Robin’s tent, which was where most of the plans of the army were hidden, and she wondered to herself why the General wasn’t eating supper with his fellow soldiers.
“Here you go.” He said, reaching the entrance of the tent. “General, Tiki is here to see you.” He announced.
“Ah?” A gruff sound said. “Let her in.” The man nodded, and moved the entrance aside for her to bend down and enter. She gave him a nod of thanks, and immediately looked around the tent, studying her surroundings. She was trained to do so, after all. His tent was decorated similarly to Robin’s. As little as possible to enable quick packing and travelling, but also covered in weapons just in case something went horribly wrong. Hides were littered throughout, and the bed looked incredibly cozy. He was currently sitting at a table, head deep in his work.
She had picked this General for her plan because he was the youngest of them, new to his job and quite good looking, though Tiki generally didn’t notice any man except for Robin. He had messy black hair, piercing blue eyes, and looked like the complete opposite of Robin, especially with his muscle-toned body. Perfect. She smiled at him, and he inclined his head, telling her to sit across from him.
She pulled the chair out and sat, staring at him. “How may I help you, princess Tiki?” He asked. They didn’t talk much. She did her job, and that was all. She despised her status as the Voice of Naga, it created too much of a barrier for normal interactions to those she meets, and she hated when they worshipped her. She didn’t want to keep losing people she cared for, so it was better to not care at all.
“Just Tiki is fine.” She replied, still trying to be as friendly as possible. “I just wanted to tell you something… as a friend.” She revealed.
He raised his eyebrows, and indication that they weren’t friends, and their relationship was strictly professional. “Yes?”
“Well, you see. I firmly believe that Tharja has a crush on you.” She tried to look as honest as possible.
“Tharja?!” He asked, almost choking on the beer that was against his lips. “You’re kidding right? I’ve spoken to her maybe… twice?!”
“Yes, she’s quite shy about it. But she really wants to be with you… sexually, and as a friend, I think you should go for it.” Tiki felt like a complete idiot, she was so bad at manipulating people, this definitely wasn’t her forte, but she would do anything to be with Robin.
“I… what?” He was looking incredibly confused. “Everyone knows that Tharja only speaks to Robin, I firmly believe she still wants to be with him.”
“Oh, General, I didn’t take you for a fool.” She said. “Didn’t you think it was weird? That she was sitting on Robin’s lap right in front of you?”
“Well, I thought she was trying to get Robin riled up. She was drunk, after all.” He replied, now looking wary.
“Did you notice she was drinking water instead of alcohol?” She asked, with a glint in her eyes.
“She was?” He looked at her, shocked.
“Yes. It was all for you.” She knew from experience the best way to sell a lie was to tell the truth as much as possible. “I would think a General of the army was more intuitive than that, but I guess I was wrong.”
He stared at her, thinking for a second. “Wow… I can’t believe it.” He said. “Well, she is very beautiful, and a lot of my men talk about that stunning body that she loves to flaunt. I just always thought she did it for Robin… I guess I was blind.”
Tiki nodded. “Yes, yes. I’m glad you’re finally seeing it now.”
“Is that all you came here to say?” He asked.
“Well, as her friend, she’s very shy about it. She would never tell you herself. Which is why I think you need to tell her. Show her how much you care for her, too. She’ll deny you, but the more you insist, the more she’ll cave.” Tiki said. She couldn’t believe this was actually working.
He stood up abruptly, and she immediately wondered if she had pushed it too far. “Thank you so much, Tiki.” He said suddenly, wrapping his hands around her’s. She blushed, not knowing what was happening. “I have been… very lonely. You know, as a new General, people seem to be judging you on a constant basis. And Tharja, she seems like the perfect woman for me. I will pursue her. Thank you for letting me know.”
Tiki immediately felt horrible. She didn’t know that he would actually be that interested in her. She shook her head, getting the guilt out of it. No, she already did what she set out to do today, there was no point in feeling guilty now. “You’re welcome, General. Let me know if you have any additional questions, or if you need any advice. I’ll be here, cheering the two of you on.”
And that was that. He thanked her again, and she left the tent, feeling a rush of emotions. Her scheming had worked like a charm.
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Tharja knew her plan was working. She was very good at manipulating people, after all. That was how she got to this point in her life. And she was willing to do anything to get Robin’s attention. Anything at all. Tiki, on the other hand, had a reputation to worry about. She was constantly being watched and scrutinized, which meant Tharja had an advantage, no matter how close Robin was to Tiki. She was in an amazing mood lately, which meant she actually smiled for once, which was rare for her. Her relationship with Robin was getting better and better, and they even worked together more efficiently during battles, like their souls were speaking to each other at all times. She knew he felt it, too. It could be any day now when he realized who was really the right woman for him.
She was in her tent, laying back on her bed with a book above her, reading a book in an ancient language, speaking of sorcery techniques that she had only begun to master. It was hard for her to focus, she just wanted to think about Robin, and the words were confusing, in a language she hadn’t used in a few years. She was about to fall asleep when someone called her name outside her tent. “Yes?” She asked, confused. No one had ever visited her, unless there was an emergency. Most people were scared of her, and when they weren’t, they typically didn’t like her very much.
“I need to talk to you, Tharja.” The voice said. It was serious and deep, coming from a confident man. She thought she recognized it, though she couldn’t place his face.
“Come on in.” She said, as she sat up, adjusting her dress around her.
A hand shoved the tent cloth aside, and a male walked in, a serious expression plastered on his face. “Hello, Tharja.” He said, looking slightly embarrassed. She recognized him as one of the Generals of Robin’s army, though had no idea why he was visiting her at this hour. If something was going on in the camp, there would be noises outside. But it was quiet, perhaps too quiet.
“Hello, General.” She said. It would be rude to pretend she didn’t know him, though really, she just wanted him to leave her alone. “How may I help you?”
“Do you mind?” He asked, pointing towards the chair closest to her bed. She nodded, and shifted to let him move the chair closer to her. She was feeling a little uncomfortable. Shouldn’t someone else be accompanying him? “Well…” He started. “This is a little awkward for me…”
She raised her eyebrows, even more confused now. She wished he would just tell him what he wanted. “Yes?”
“I like you, Tharja.” He said.
She couldn’t help but gasp out loud. “What?” No one had ever expressed interest in her before. Not in that way. She was too scary for them to bother with.
“I like you, and I think… I think you may like me, too.” He said.
“I don’t know where this is coming from…” She said.
“You were teasing me, playing with Robin during the party. Pretending to be drunk.” He revealed.
The realization hit her. What kind of idiot would think it was for him? He must’ve been delusional. “I think… I think there’s a misunderstanding.” She said, trying to let him down easily. It wouldn’t be good for Robin if one of his Generals just decided to leave after just being hired. It was Robin’s decision to promote him, after all.
“I don’t think you should hide it, Tharja.” He said. “We both know there’s something between us.”
“What?” She said he must’ve been insane. Suddenly he got up, pushing her onto the bed. She froze, not knowing what was going on. She did not see this coming at all. No man had ever done this to her. Well, not unless they were hired by her as part of a scheme. He moved his body on top of her’s, and began to touch her, his hand around her waist.
She pushed against his chest, trying to get out. This was bad, really bad. She had just drained all of her magic a few hours before at their most recent battle, and she was still healing from it. She had no magic to wield now… her mana was completely out.
“Stop it!” She cried.
“Don’t try to resist.” He said again. He placed his mouth on hers, and pushed hers wide open, forcing his tongue in. He began to thrust his tongue deep into her mouth, and she realized it was her first kiss. A forced one, at that. She didn’t kiss him back, and just laid there, limp. He was incredibly strong and muscular, and she couldn’t do anything, not with her powers missing. She would punish him as soon as she was able to. His fingers moved down her waist and pressed itself against her core, pushing in. She tried to speak, to tell him to stop, but her words were muffled against his lips. He began to stroke her down there, petting her as his fingers moved over and over again, back and forth, and back and forth.
She could feel herself getting wet, and knew that he could feel it as well. The fabric she always wore was thin, and he was able to use it to his advantage. “You’re so warm.” He whispered into his mouth. “I bet you’re already wet for me.” She shook her head, continuing to struggle against him. “I don’t know why you’re trying to struggle so much, Tiki assured me you were completely smitten.”
She stopped moving at once. TIKI? Tiki was behind this? She was going to gut the woman from the inside out. She had underestimated her once again. She had no idea she could be this cunning.
Speaking of the woman, Tharja glanced up as she heard Tiki’s voice, giggling at something Robin was saying. Their voices got louder and louder until the tent door opened, revealing the two of them. “Robin, I really do think we should talk to Tharja about this---” The woman was saying. She gasped out loud, so fake that Tharja was surprised Robin couldn’t decipher it. “Oh my gosh, Tharja. I’m so sorry we’re interrupting.”
The General was still petting her, his hand obviously on her cunt, and his mouth was on her’s again. Tharja used all her strength to push him away, but before she could say anything, Robin said, blushing, “I’m so sorry, we should’ve knocked. You know how Tiki is.” He said as an excuse.
“Robin--” Tharja said, trying to push the General off of her, and failing once more.
But before she could explain, the two walked away, with Tiki saying loudly, “Wow that was embarrassing, huh?”
Tharja was going to kill her.
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After telling the General to fuck off, she spent the rest of the evening wondering if she should interrupt the two of them and just tell Robin she wasn’t a part of any of this. Instead, she decided to wait, let Tiki have her fun before ruining the woman.
The next day, with the whole army having a break for once, she sought out Robin, knowing they had to talk about this. She waited for him to let her in, and when she did, she blushed immediately, knowing what he saw. No, she knew she had to be strong. Had to stand up for herself against the wicked woman that was Tiki. “Hello, Tharja.” He said a little awkwardly as he looked up at her.
“I just wanted to explain myself--” She started.
He shook his head, interrupting her. “No need to explain, I have no rules against you being with any man you want, specifically since general Juan is a good man.”
“No but---”
“Don’t worry about it, Tharja. It is I that should be apologizing, Tiki and I shouldn’t have walked in on you like that.” She didn’t know how to read his expression, to judge whether or not he was upset by her being with another man, or he was just embarrassed about the whole thing. She knew Robin wasn’t sexually experienced, after all.
She tried to explain herself again. “Robin,” she started, composing herself.
“Really, we should just let it go, forget it happened.” He said.
“Robin, stop talking for one second and let me explain myself!” She yelled, completely frustrated. The way he was acting was unbelievable. He stared at her, shocked. He knew that she was impatient with others sometimes, but she had never raised her voice on him before. Finally, he listened.
“Robin… I’m not into the general at all.” She started.
“What?”
“If you had just let me explain… general Juan attacked me, thinking I had interest in him, and I was trying to refuse, but my power was drained that night.”
“I…. it didn’t look like that at all.” He said, looking a little guilty at assuming.
“Maybe you should let me explain next time.” She snapped.
“Tharja…” He said, pausing, “what gave him the impression that you had interest in him?” He asked. Robin was clearly not used to talking about topics like this. He was good on the battlefield… but had no idea how relationships were like.
“Tiki told him.” Tharja replied, fuming.
“Tiki?”
“She knew we’d been getting close lately, and wanted to stop us.” She said. She would tell Robin the entire truth this time. Tiki would be caught red handed.
“Tiki? There’s no way she would do something like that.” Robin said.
“I’m telling you, it was all part of her plan.” Tharja insisted.
“Tharja, it must’ve been some sort of understanding. Anyways, I’ll go talk to the general, ask him his side of the story, and we can all talk about this later.” He said.
She couldn’t believe this. She was beyond angry. How could Robin treat her like this? She glared at him one last time and stomped out of the tent, unable to believe what had just happened. He was so blinded by Tiki’s fake niceness that he couldn’t see her for who she really was.
For the next few battles, she fought without talking to any of them. After, she would go back to her tent, completely ignoring every single one of Robin’s attempts to talk. The general was reprimanded for his actions, though not demoted. Tiki already seemed so much happier, knowing that her plan had worked. She followed Robin like a lost puppy, agreeing with everything he said during council meetings. It was disgusting.
Finally, Tharja realized she had had enough. She wasn’t some sort of coward, she wouldn’t let Tiki, of all people, win this fight. She still loved Robin, and no matter what he did to her, she wouldn’t be able to let him go. It was time to come up with another plan. Something to win him once and for all.
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Tiki was having a great time with Robin. She was getting closer and closer to him recently, especially with her plan working against Tharja. It didn’t all go according to plan, she had no idea Tharja would have the guts to tell Robin it was all Tiki’s idea, but Robin knew her as a kind and thoughtful woman, and didn’t believe Tharja for a second. Good.
Tharja was so mad at Robin she barely spoke to him, only when it was completely necessary. Which meant Tiki had 100% of the time she wanted to spend with Robin, uninhibited by the other woman. It was amazing.
She spent evenings cooking with him, and couldn’t help but lean into his body as she did. She giggled away at his lack of cooking skills, and taught him how to work the fire like a wife would, being patient but teasing him at the same time.
Once in a while, she would pretend like she was picking something up, and reveal her butt to him, so close to his crotch that he only had to bend forwards to touch her. She knew he was staring the whole time, he couldn’t help himself, after all.
She would also graze her breasts against him as much as possible. She held onto his arm and pressed it into him, and watched his erection grow as she rubbed her body against him. She hugged him as much as possible, especially when they said goodbye for the night, and always made sure to touch him everywhere as she did.
From time to time, he would walk past her while she talked to the soldiers, and she could sense his attention on her, like she always did. She always laughed loudly at their jokes, sometimes even when they weren’t making one, and would tell them how funny they were as she laughed. Robin always looked upset when she did so, and she knew that he didn’t like her spending time with any other guy except for himself. If he was so jealous all the time, why didn’t he just claim her for his own?
One night, she decided to take it a step further, and went to sit beside a soldier to chat up, knowing that Robin would be in the area that night. They sat on the log together, eating some of the food that Tiki prepared, and commented on the constellations ahead of them, which Tiki had memorized for years now. She could feel Robin’s eyes piercing into them, watching their every move. She was flirting heavily with the guy, even touching his arm, commenting on how much muscle he had. The poor soldier was lapping it up, showing off his other arm for her to touch.
“Your food is so tasty, Tiki!” He said, grinning.
“Thank you, um…” Crap, she had forgotten his name.
“Petyr.” He said, still smiling.
“Sorry, I’m so distracted tonight.” She replied.
“No worries. Your amazing food makes up for you forgetting my name.” He chuckled.
“I’ll make you more stuff tomorrow!” She said loudly, making sure Robin could hear her. He looked like he wanted to kill the soldier she was talking to.
“Wow, Tiki. People always talk about how nice you are, but this is my first time seeing it first hand.”
She nodded. “I want to know more about you. Tell me about your family.” He began a long and winding tale she was barely listening to, and when he reached into the fire to fix the wood, she reached out as well, brushing her fingers against him. “Oops!” She said, giggling even louder. She felt like a complete idiot, but with Robin still watching, she knew it was affecting him.
After the chatting, Petyr asked her if she wanted to talk a walk with him, and she glanced at Robin one final time before agreeing to him loudly. They walked side by side, still looking up at the constellations as Petyr expressed to her his fear of being a soldier and leaving his family behind. She nodded, and actually began to feel bad for using him like that.
He had walked her back to her tent, and leaned into her, trying to get a kiss. She had no idea how to respond, though knew she didn’t want to kiss anyone except for Robin. She pushed him back slightly, making a little awkward noise as she did. He looked at her, completely shocked, and blushed at his miscalculations. “Thank you for walking me back to my tent, Petyr. Goodnight.”
“Goodnight, Tiki.” He said, still flushed, and walked off, looking completely disgruntled.
She watched him leave and patted herself down, wondering if she had done something terrible.
“Oh, Tiki. I thought you went on a talk with Petyr.” A voice said next to her. She immediately perked up when she saw Robin standing there.
“I’m always so surprised you know the name of all your soldiers.” She replied, grinning.
“It’s what a good commander does.” He replied smugly.
“Were you waiting for me, Robin?” She teased. “You weren’t jealous, were you?”
He paused for a second, thinking. “I was just worried about you, Tiki. That’s all.”
“I can take care of myself.” She replied, pouting.
“You can be with whoever you want. I won’t stop you.” Liar. She thought. She had no idea how much more she had to do to make him admit he was into her.
“Good, because I’m definitely interested in Petyr. If that is all, I’ll be retiring now.” She said.
“Ah… okay. Goodnight Tiki.” He replied, and she shoved open the tent, huffing as she entered.
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They had moved camp for the first time in a month. The soldiers were getting exhausted, and the food stock was starting to run out. Robin was worried that the enemy camp was starting to discover their secrets, and wanted to move to another location just in case.
Tharja helped out somewhat, but let most of the men move her belongings for her. Robin didn’t want her wasting any of her magic, especially after discovering she had run out, and couldn’t defend herself against the general. This would be a big one, and he wanted them as strong as possible for what was to come.
She slept soundly that night, the first time in a while. The dreams of Robin and Tiki with their white and green haired kids running around in meadows laughing no longer plagued her. Instead, she dreamy of Robin and her, cuddling up in bed, talking about how much they loved each other.
She woke up at 4a.m. to prepare for battle. She put on her usual apparel, and headed to the front, standing next to Robin, who was riding his usual horse. He looked like a prince with his white stead, and she felt even more in love with him.
The enemy was rough, and knew exactly where their weaknesses were. It seemed Robin was right, they did have a spy in their camp. Tharja was struggling, really struggling, despite her plans, and as she fought with another magic wielder, she called out to Robin’s name as she collapsed onto the ground on her back. This was the time. She willed her outfit to be ripped apart, pretending that the stones underneath her were the culprit, and she called out to him feebly again, knowing that he would be the first to hear her.
He arrived above her a few seconds later. He had gotten off his horse, who was waiting for them patiently. The blood feud was still raging around them, but he shouted, “Tharja, are you okay?” Above them, and she blushed, already knowing that he would be here for her.
“I’m fine, Robin.” She pretended to wince. “Just… my magic ran out again.” She said.
“Crap.” He replied. “It’s been happening a lot lately. Can you stand?”
“Maybe.” She said, and attempted to get up. She winced again, and collapsed onto the ground. She praised herself internally for being an amazing actress.
“Tharja!” He said as she collapsed. “I’m going to have to bring you back to camp. Everyone’s too occupied. They would have to do without their commander.” He said. He bent down and lifted her princess style, and she couldn’t help but lean into his chest, breathing in deeply.
“Robin…” She murmured against him. He smelt so damned good, and she knew she needed more. Her black and gold breast plates were pushed to the side, and he could see most of her right breast with the fabric ripped. Her thighs were almost exposed completely as well, pulled up far enough that he merely had to look down to see she wasn’t wearing any underwear…
“I’m here for you, Tharja.” He said. “It’ll be okay.”
She nodded, and nuzzled in deeper. This was where she belonged. It was a short walk to his horse, and he adjusted her body on it first, then followed, knowing exactly what he was doing. He had to save many of his people before, after all.
He rode back to camp, making sure no one was watching as he did. She was sitting in front of him, and loved the feeling of his strong male body wrapped around her’s, protecting her as he rode on. She couldn’t help it, she pretended that she couldn’t hold on properly, and began to push into his crotch with her partially revealed ass. He didn’t say anything, but she rubbed over and over, in the way that she knew men liked. She even leaned back into his chest, with her face so close to his that she could feel his soft skin against her’s. His face was deep in concentration, but she could feel a definitive hardness behind her, like her body was definitely doing it’s job in seducing him.
She felt as if she could spend the rest of her life seducing him and making him hard over and over again. It was so hot watching him trying to resist, so put his commander face on as she played with his body. She wanted to see him lose control underneath her… and it was fun knowing that she had the ability to do so. She was leaning on his shoulders, her face nuzzled into his neck when they finally arrived in camp.
Instead of putting her in her own bed, he dropped her onto his, letting her rest. She pretended to be asleep, but watched him pace the room instead, deep in thought. She stirred, and sat up, looking at him with one eye as she rubbed the other. “Robin?” She asked innocently. “Where am I?”
He stopped pacing abruptly and looked at her, concern still in his eyes. He cared so much for her… she knew it deep inside her gut. He just needed to admit it to himself. “Tharja! You’re awake! I was so worried…” He admitted.
“I’m fine, Robin.” She said. “It was just a rough attack, that’s all.”
He rushed to her, and sat next to her, so close their thighs were touching. He reached his hand out to check her forehead, measuring her temperature. “You’re cool, that’s good.” He said, breathing out a sigh of relief. She was still half-dressed, and she knew that he was firmly aware of that, as well. Maybe they would finally kiss today.
“I’m sorry for worrying you, Robin. You should’ve stayed on the battle.”
“No worries, I have complete faith in my soldiers to take care of themselves.” He said.
She smiled widely. “Good.”
“Do you know why your magic has been weakening lately? I’m worried, I don’t know what’s going on.” He said.
She shook her head, not knowing as well. “I don’t know, maybe we can try to find someone who does.” He nodded, still deep in thought. “I’m sorry about ignoring you the past few days.” She said, and as she did, she wrapped her arms around him. He tensed for a second, then relaxed, and began to stroke her hair gently. She almost purred from it.
“I know I shouldn’t have doubted you, Tharja.” He said. “It was wrong of me.”
“I just hate… I just hate how close you are to Tiki, you know?” She finally told him what was going on. It felt like a huge breath of relief.
He paused the petting for a second and merely said, “oh?”
“She’s so good at talking to people, and she’s always so cheerful. I can’t compete with her.”
“Compete with her for what?” He asked, confused.
Before she could reply though, Tiki stormed into the tent, pushing it open as she glared at the two of them on the bed. She was covered from head to toe in debris and dirt, and her usual outfit needed a very deep clean. She ignored Tharja and said, “where were you, Robin?!”
She parted from Robin instantly, letting him talk. “Tharja needed help. Her magic ran out again.” He said.
“You left the entire army during the fight for one person?! That is not the role of a commander.” Tiki said. Tharja was shocked, she had never seen Tiki so angry before.
“You would’ve done the same thing if you were there, Tiki.” Robin’s voice was a scary calm.
“I wouldn’t have. And I was there.” She said. “She was faking her injury again, like she always does!”
Robin glanced at her, then Tharja. “What is with you two and always blaming each other? I know the both of you well, and neither are the type to manipulate and play games like this. Tell me what is going on at once!” He said, his voice practically roaring in the tent. The two women gulped. Robin wasn’t the type to ever get mad, but here he was, glaring at the two of them in anger.
“Let Tharja explain. She started this.” Tiki said, crossing her arms.
“I have nothing to explain.” Tharja finally said, coldly.
“I’ve had enough of this. Neither of you are allowed on the battlefield until you explain yourselves. And that’s final. Now get out of my tent!” He cried out, shooting his index finger out at the same time.
“But…” Tharja began. He glared at her so harshly that it made her shut up. The two women walked out together at once, with Tharja still pretending to limp.
They emerged into the night air, with Tiki immediately turning around to stare at Tharja. “Well, look what you’ve done!” She accused.
“I’ve done nothing you haven’t done yourself.” Tharja replied with the same cold voice.
“Now Robin won’t be interested in both of us. Is that what you want?” Tiki said.
“I love when the dark side of you comes out. What will Robin say now, now that you’ve exposed yourself?” Tharja asked, grinning.
“Fuck you, Tharja.” Tiki spat, and walked off, not looking back at her. Tharja stood there, completely stunned. She couldn’t believe Tiki had the ability to swear at all. She must’ve really gotten on her bad side.
Despite that… what Robin said. She had no idea what to do at this point. He was extremely pissed at the two women, and unless she found an actual excuse to tell him that sounded realistic, he wouldn’t be letting them back on the battlefield. He was willing to risk his own life to force them to talk to him, and she would never be okay with letting him go without her. Never.
She wanted to scream over and over again as she stomped back to her tent, feeling exhausted.
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Robin couldn’t believe the two greatest warriors in his army were being like this. He had no idea what had gotten into them to make them act like this. When he talked to the general the other day, he had admitted that Tiki was the one that spurred him on, to encourage him to keep fighting for Tharja, even if she tried to resist. Tiki was the nicest girl he had ever met, and she had revealed to him several times how much she cared for people. Why would she try to get Tharja raped and abused like that? It was despicable, and made no sense.
And, Tharja, on the other hand. Was she even hurt on the battlefield? He knew that fighting a lot drained her magic, but he had never heard of it happening so early before.
He sighed and rolled around in his bed, his thoughts not resting.
The most logical explanation was that the girls were fighting for his affection. Which didn’t make any sense from Robin’s perspective.
He was very insecure with his relationship with the ladies, and he knew that his role in the battlefield hindered him from every being with someone.
On one hand, Tiki was gorgeous, and would make an excellent partner. She was composed and dignified, and was very powerful. She had never shown any interest in him, though, and had always acted like they were friends. He had no idea why she was going crazy about him now.
On the other hand, Tharja was absolutely stunning, he knew his soldiers couldn’t help but stare as she passed. She was an enigma though, always keeping to herself, very antisocial. She had a rough time getting along with anyone. But Robin knew she cared about him deeply, and that was all that really mattered.
He groaned loudly as he rolled in his bed, knowing he wouldn’t be able to sleep at all that night.
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The next day, Robin called the two girls into his tent again, staring at them with an indifferent expression. The two girls refused to look at each other, and both stared at opposite sides of the tent, neither talking.
“I’m sorry I exploded last night, but I’ve seriously had enough.” Robin started. When both of them refused to talk, he continued. “I need you to explain yourselves. We’re all going to sit here until I get a good enough reply.”
Tiki pointed at Tharja at once. “I told you yesterday, Tharja started this!”
“Started what?” He asked, raising one eyebrow.
“Trying to get your attention! To make you fall in love with her!” Tiki yelled.
Tharja stared at her, her eyes wide. Robin paused for a second, then looked up at Tharja. “Is this true, Tharja?”
She sighed deeply and said. “Yes, Robin. I’ve been in love with you for many years now. And I needed you to feel the same for me as well. To admit it to yourself.”
“I…” he said, at a complete loss for words.
“And when Tiki found out, she began to try to fight for your attention, too.” Tharja said.
“No!” Tiki replied.
“Don’t lie to Robin, Tiki.” Tharja spat out.
Robin nodded. “So that’s why the two of you have been acting weird for a while… it all makes sense.”
“Does that mean we can go back to fighting with you on the battlefield now?” Tharja asked.
He nodded once more. “I believe you. Both of you. Now please leave, I need to think over all of this.”
“Robin, don’t lump me in the same category as her. I’m not like her at all.” Tiki began to explain.
Robin only shook his head. “Tiki, please. I just need some time.”
Tiki had tears in her eyes as she nodded and ran off, unable to help herself. Tharja stood there, wondering what she should do. Instead of running away like Tiki, though, she decided to see how far she could push him.
She started to remove her breast plate, and he could only sit there, wondering what she was doing. It popped off instantly, and she dropped it to the ground. “Tharja… what are you doing?” He asked.
“Shhh…” She replied. Her belt came next, and she dropped it to the ground, making her look almost naked through the thin black fabric she always wore. She moved towards him, her hips swaying side to side as she did.
“Tharja?” He asked, gulping slightly. She sat on top of him, and wrapped her legs around him, positioning herself so their crotches were aligned perfectly.
“Don’t talk.” She said. “Now that you finally know I like you, I want to show you what I can really give you.”
“Tharja… we shouldn’t do this.” He said. She felt anger rise though her, but instead of doing anything about it, she bent down and began kissing his neck, giving him little nibbles and licks, sucking on him. She knew Robin had zero experience ever being touched like this, which meant he was probably desperate for any form of it. She would give him the time of his life.
She began to grind against him, her hips moving like she knew exactly what she was doing. Robin, despite himself, groaned, and pressed his hips into her, needing more friction. She smiled against his neck, and sucked harder, working her way down.
She unwrapped his cape, and pulled his shirt off, tugging it out of his belt. He looked up at her in complete and utter lust, something that she’d never seen before. It was so hot she felt like she was going to explode. “Robin…” She murmured, her voice completely husky.
His hand was placed on her hips, and could feel her stomach bend and contort with every movement of her hips. His was very hard now, and she could practically feel him pulse, which made her even wetter, so ready for him.
Before anything could happen though, Tiki rushed into the tent, her eyes puffy and red, but the tears were gone. “Robin… I need to talk to you.” She began. “I’m sorry for freaking out like that, my emotions got the best of me.” She stopped and gasped out loud, halting in her tracks as she saw them. “You whore!” She screamed.
Robin pushed Tharja off his lap immediately, his hard on disappearing in an instant. “He just told he needed to think about it, and you’re already putting your body on him like a common slut?”
“Please Tiki, don’t call her that.” Robin reprimanded, looking incredibly guilty about being caught by Tiki.
“You’re no better, Robin! We both know you could’ve stopped her if you wanted to.” Tiki accused.
“I…” He said, not knowing how to come up with any other excuse.
“Tell us. Right now. Tell us what you want. Who you want.” Tiki said. “Or else I’m leaving, and I’m not coming back.”
He shook his head, looking more confused than Tharja had ever seen him.
The three of them stood there, all staring at each other, all stuck in his pivotal moment in time. At last, he swallowed and said, “I can’t decide. I love you both.”