Never Alone Again (Tiki/Tiki/Kiran from Fire Emblem Heroes) (Patreon)

“...wow.”

Wow was an understatement.

It had been quite some time since Kiran had started dating Tiki and they subsequently married. Since then, he had learned quite a lot of fascinating things about the manakete race, such as how a dragon’s stamina was not to be underestimated-- especially when they were in heat. 

Although he had been warned in advance that this moment was approaching, nothing could have prepared him for how sex-craved his wife would become. 

How many times had they done it today alone? Kiran had truthfully lost track of the number and that terrified him.

But it was all over now. His lover was finally satisfied, only reaching that point after she had drained her boyfriend dry, of course. Though he enjoyed feeling her weight upon him as she rode him, or holding onto her hips while he pounded her from behind, it was a pleasant change of pace to bask in the warmth and comfort of a bed instead. 

“Tiki,” Kiran spoke softly and quietly, the desire to slumber almost overwhelming him, but he did his best to hold onto consciousness. “You are done now, right? Not that I haven’t enjoyed this… but gods… I am spent.”

Kiran wanted to sleep for twelve hours, preferably more. He needed to make certain his beautiful wife wouldn’t wake him up demanding more either… not that there would be any problem with that, but he was convinced his poor balls had nothing left to give.

Tiki was in a similar condition, resting against her pillow while she breathed heavily, doubtlessly feeling incredibly warm-- and that wasn’t just because she was under the covers.

“I am finished… yes…” she answered, her tone backing up her response; she sounded just as exhausted as her partner.

Kiran couldn’t help but sigh with relief, but when he noticed she was staring at him and mumbling a little with her mouth, he knew she had more to say. He hoped she wasn’t about to add a “but” to that response. It was strange that she seemed hesitant to speak up though.

“What’s on your mind, Tiki?” Kiran urged her to share her thoughts, wanting her to be as transparent with him as he would be with her. “You look like you want to say something.”

Tiki took a moment to answer, though when he heard what she had to say, he wasn’t sure why there had been a delay. “Do you think… a good night’s sleep will be enough to recharge…?”

“I… think so…?” Kiran answered truthfully, for though she was essentially asking for more sex, she was thankfully willing to exercise some patience. 

On the other hand, Tiki had mentioned that she was finished, and that meant she had satisfied her cravings until the next cycle… so why did she want more? It wasn’t like she couldn’t engage in intimacy outside her heat, but surely she wanted some time to recuperate too?

“Good,” Tiki was happy with his answer, but nothing could have prepared him for why. “I would like to suggest something.”

“Hmm?”

“There is another manakete-- one who just so happens to share a cycle with me.”

Oh.

Oh no.

Kiran didn’t like the sound of that. Not one bit!

Although he recognized that Tiki was kindly suggesting he aid this other dragon, which on its own was a hot suggestion, he just couldn’t withstand another pent-up manakete! Tiki had drained him dry. 

Besides, even if he didn’t feel like he was at death’s door, Tiki was the only woman for him.

“You don’t sound pleased to hear that, Kiran,” Tiki observed, his body language communicating much. “But if you hear me out, you might reconsider.”

“Alright…”

While he appreciated that she was likely looking out for a friend in need, he wasn’t sure anything could change his mind. 

“Do you recall the newest manakete to arrive in Askr, by chance?”

“Of course; how could I not?” Kiran answered without hesitation, though he wasn’t sure why she was bringing her up. “It’s you-- but younger.”

Tiki-- his Tiki-- had been in Askr for quite some time. In contrast, this younger Tiki, hailing from the era of the Hero King, was a recent arrival and had not been adjusting too well to life in this realm. It was peculiar that she hadn’t adapted quickly, especially when many she cared about such as “Mar Mar” were already present in this world.

His strongest theory was that the presence of her older self had confused her, not to mention discovering that her counterpart was dating the person responsible for summoning her in the first place.

Regardless, why was Tiki bringing up her past self…? It seemed irrelevant to the current conversation, unless…

…Oh.

Oh.

Another manakete who shared a cycle with Tiki, hmm?

“I’m surprised it took you so long to figure it out,” Tiki chuckled, his shifting expression doubtlessly to blame. 

Kiran sighed. Though he was still processing this fascinating information in his mind, he wasn’t going to sit back and be teased-- not when he wasn’t to blame! “That’s because someone has worn me out.”

“She talked to me earlier,” Tiki added. “She’s envious, though she doesn’t know it, nor does she particularly understand what her body is going through… so what do you think? I think you and I could teach her a lot, hmm?”

“I…”

Kiran needed a moment.

Tiki was asking him whether or not he wanted to have sex with herself-- her younger, more innocent-looking self, but apparently not because the girl desired to be fucked silly too if her future self was any indication. 

But if there was anyone who understood Tiki’s needs best, it was well… Tiki!

Besides, he would be lying if he said he wasn’t intrigued. She was unbelievably cute, and though he had initial reservations about including another manakete, that was when he was unaware they would be the same person as his wife! It boggled the mind to think about it, though that was probably because he was sleep-deprived. Regardless of his current condition, one answer was proving to be triumphant above the rest.

“...alright,” Kiran accepted the proposal. “On one condition.”

“That is?”

“Let me sleep.”

He was tired. Very, very tired.

___

Kiran wasn’t certain what he was experiencing while he waited. Was it nerves? Excitement? Perhaps it was a bizarre blend of both. 

The decision to include a third individual in the bedroom had been one he agreed to while on the brink of falling asleep, and although he didn’t regret the decision, he couldn’t help but wonder how things would turn out in the long term.

While he had gotten used to the idea that another version of his beloved existed in this realm, it was bewildering to think she was going to join them like this. Of course, he trusted Tiki’s judgment on the matter, but it was difficult to wrap his head around. 

On the plus side, he felt well-rested. Tiki had let him sleep in, seemingly working out the details regarding her younger self’s inclusion while he slumbered. It had been strange to wake up without her beside him, but if all went well, she’d make it to him by having two Tikis wake up alongside him the following morning.

He hadn’t done much since his awakening besides eating, but a note left to him had instructed him to be ready at a certain time-- and that moment was fast approaching. 

But despite providing a designated time, the girls were early. A knock on the door solidified their presence, followed by some playful giggling that he identified as from the younger variant.

Tiki opened the door and walked in, her counterpart staying firmly behind her, her laughter coming to a sudden close. 

“Hello, darling,” Tiki-- the one he was married to-- greeted him with a kiss. “How was your day?”“Uneventful,” Kiran answered truthfully, though that was only because he had slept through most of it so far.

She smiled in response, looking down at her smaller self. “Well, that’s about to change, isn’t it, Tiki?”

Tiki-- the small one-- was gazing at him with awe, her breathing restless and her body unable to remain still. 

“Y-Yes…” she mumbled, her face stained red and sweat dripping down her face. She had undeniably told what would be happening in this room, but it was bizarre to see her so flustered about it. His Tiki, in contrast, hadn’t been embarrassed or shameful in the slightest about how badly her heat made her desire him. 

Therefore, Kiran felt obliged to make sure she was up to the task. “...is she alright?”

“She is,” Tiki assured him. “She doesn’t know how to process the feelings she’s experiencing, but once learns to let instinct take over, it’ll be okay.”

Kiran debated on questioning how she was so sure about that, but it was easy to forget that they were the same person. At some point in time, his wife had experienced these same sensations and had to figure them out too. He wondered what it was like for her back then, but the thought was fleeting; Tiki had already fallen to her knees and was working on freeing his cock, an all too familiar sight, now enhanced by the trembling curiosity of her alternate self.

“Are you ready, me?” Tiki asked herself, receiving a slow nod in return as her counterpart fell to her knees too, keen to see what her body craved. “Remember what we discussed, okay?”

Kiran quivered in anticipation, eager to learn what the two girls had planned for him. 

This was really happening, wasn't it? Two Tikis!

His excitement was soon revealed to the girls as Tiki released his erection, a shaky gasp emerging from the younger one's lips.

“It's… so big…”

“It feels even bigger when it's inside,” Tiki shared her appreciation by planting a teasing kiss on the tip. “Tell me, little Tiki-- what are you thinking right now?”

“Big Tiki… I… I want to… to…”

This was another familiar sight; he recalled the degree of hesitation and uncertainty on his Tiki when she first started feeling her draconic urges around him, though her reason for holding back initially was because she was worried she'd get too carried away, claiming she had done so during her last encounter with a cock. He would have heeded her warning had he known how much sleep it would cost him, but he was glad he was able to help her.

Little Tiki proved to be less disciplined than her counterpart, completely unable to control the urges she was experiencing for the first time. This led her to lunge at his cock unexpectedly quickly, the sudden spark of pleasure making Kiran quickly forget she had been acting all nervously before this-- she was acting anything but nervous while smothering his shaft in smooches.

“Wow,” Big Tiki was amused by the turn of events, though she didn’t seem surprised. “I can't blame her. The scent… it does things to us…”

His wife demonstrated what she meant by joining her past self. There was plenty of cock for two ladies to enjoy, leading to an overdose of pleasure as his length was kissed on multiple fronts.

Kiran hadn’t talked a whole lot to the smaller one; she had more or less been evading him ever since learning about the relationship he was in, likely unsure how to process it all. It was bewildering to think that she was now between his legs, letting instinct take over as she kissed and licked without break-- with herself no less!

Dragons were terrifying.

…and terrifyingly good at pleasing him.

“Tiki, dear,” his beloved attempted to get her attention, though she proved incapable of even acknowledging her name being called, instead continuing to worship what was satisfying her urges yet clouding her mind. It was only when her ponytail was yanked away a little forcefully that she snapped back to reality. 

“Big Tiki… I was really enjoying that…” she pouted in annoyance, though only momentarily. 

Tiki was starting to think rationally again, and thanks to that, she realized what she had done. The fluster that formed on her face was absurdly cute, almost making him forget what she had just been doing. For somebody who relied entirely on her draconic instincts, she had performed admirably! There was no reason to be embarrassed. ”

“Don’t feel shy, Tiki,” her other self was there to guide her. “There’s no reason to feel shame. You are simply listening to your body and its needs. It felt good to do that, didn’t it?”

“Uhm… I suppose…” she mumbled, not completely convinced. “But, uhm, he’s married to you, and not me… so it’s not right… right?”

There had been an air of uncertainty around her ever since she entered the room, and while part of that was undeniably nerves, it was surprising to hear she was concerned about whether her presence was actually allowed or not. 

She had a lot to learn about relationships. So long as both participants agreed to include another, then there was no reason to-”

“But you’re married to him too!”

His wife’s comment caused his train of thought to crash. Hard.

Little Tiki was just as puzzled. “Uhm, what do you mean, Big Tiki…?”

“I’m married to Kiran, and you’re me, so you are too.”

“I-”

Kiran shut his mouth. The logic there was bizarre, but at the same time… not entirely incorrect…? Besides, he was beginning to understand why she was bringing this up. Tiki was a kind girl and had concerns that she was intruding on an existing relationship, a thought process that was conflicting with her instinctive desire to devour cock. It wasn’t a good mash of feelings, so it was crucial that she could put her fears to rest and focus on, well, devouring cock.

“Hmmm…” Tiki pondered her future self’s answer, eventually smiling joyfully. “Okay, but we have to have an official wedding someday!”

“That’s a splendid idea!”

Kiran’s head hurt, and this time, he couldn’t blame it on a lack of sleep. One moment, they were pleasuring him, and the next, they were chatting away like a big sister and little sister would. He still couldn’t quite comprehend what was happening, but his dick didn’t care-- it was standing tall and proud, eager to feel the dual pair of lips that were briefly dancing over it. Perhaps it was just best to embrace the absurdity. The less he thought, the better!

“But first,” his spouse continued. “Let’s get all that tension out of your body, and this time, I’m going to teach you.”

Her counterpart nodded, eagerly turning her attention back to what she desired. She was about to lean in for another kiss that would doubtlessly transition into a bombardment, but she was halted by her partner in crime.

“Hey, but I want to-”

“You want to make him feel good, don’t you, Tiki?” Big Tiki stopped her again, receiving a nod in return. “Watch-- and learn.”

Tiki planted a teasing kiss on his glans, granting his cock the honor of opening up her lips as she sunk her head, taking it into her mouth. He was no stranger to this sensation, but it was still as phenomenal as it was the first time, especially now that he was rejuvenated from the intense sex the day before. Kiran darted his eyes back and forth between the familiar scene and the smaller one’s reaction, thrilled-- yet not surprised-- to discover that she was drooling. 

But in the end, he couldn’t keep his eyes off the lady who had captured his heart, though she presently lacked the elegance that had captivated him.

Kiran wasn’t complaining one bit, however. Watching her sloppily bob her head up and down so energetically, demonstrating her skill to her younger self and effectively showing off… was mind-boggling! Though he had vowed not to think about the ridiculousness of this situation as much, his thoughts were at least in the right place, focused fully on how immensely hot this was. 

“Big Tiki…” Little Tiki was enjoying the show, but her impatience was high. “I want to try…”

Attempting to get her attention proved futile, for she was unable to even hear her name being called amidst all the cock worshiping that satisfied her lust and made her husband question whether or not she was truly free from her impulses. It was only when her ponytail was yanked away a little forcefully that she snapped back to reality. 

“...aaahhh…” Tiki breathed heavily, wiping away the saliva that surrounded her mouth. “Sorry, old habits die hard, wouldn’t you say?”

She received no response. Her younger self instead dug into her meal, mimicking what she had learned by taking his cock into her mouth for the first time. She didn’t do so nearly as hastily nor was she able to take in as much, but her enthusiasm was unquestionable. Kiran watched with awe, mesmerized that such an adorable face was doing something so deprived. 

He liked it.

Tiki bobbed her head back and forth, making all sorts of adorable sounds as she gave what he believed to be her first blowjob. That knowledge enhanced the experience dramatically, as well as the discovery that she was naturally gifted at giving head. He wondered whether she truly needed tutoring.

However, all good things had to come to an end-- and it arrived in the form of another hair pull. 

“H-Hey…!” Tiki rightfully protested. “Stop doing that while I suck Kiran’s cock!”

“I apologize,” her older self answered, patting her head, which didn’t particularly improve the situation. Her subsequent words, however, did. “But you’re feeling quite the itch down there, aren’t you?”

Tiki scratched her chin. “W-Well… uhm… how did you know?”

“Because you’re me, Tiki,” his beloved laughed. “But it’s okay. There’s a way to fix that.”

Little Tiki giggled approvingly. “Mmm, there is-- his cock… inside me…”

“Goodness… I think I underestimated how astute I was at that age…”

Kiran listened intently, his heart skipping a beat when he learned they were skipping ahead to the main act. He was prepared to blow his load down Tiki’s throat joyfully, thrilled to be the one giving her her first taste of cum, but his spouse had other plans for her younger self.

Either way, he wasn’t opposed to the alternative suggestion-- it meant more semen for her womb. 

Tiki followed the lead of her future self, copying everything she was doing.

That included a little strip show! While he adored his beloved’s body, it was fascinating to learn what she used to look like. The most fascinating part? There were more similarities than differences!

The main distinction was naturally the breast size; his wife’s boobs were large, jiggly, and more than capable of suffocating his cock. The same couldn’t be said for her younger self, but she wasn’t completely flat.

The legs, however! 

Tiki always had thick thighs, it seemed! The same applied to the ass too-- both were large, plump, and a joy to grab when they showed off their rears to him. 

That was good-- he was going to have a wonderful view whilst he fucked her for the time. 

His beloved had laid down, instructing her other self to rest on top of her face-first, supposedly wanting to offer her big tits as a cushion. It was a good idea! A hot one, too, especially when they were grabbed firmly in anticipation of what was to come.

Kiran took a moment to take in the view. How could he not? Two Tikis! Two Tikis!

As incredible as it was, his desire to fuck them both silly was irresistible. He promptly positioned himself behind his smaller wife, grabbing hold of her bubbly butt as he nudged his manhood against her entrance, unsurprisingly but very thrilled to discover she was soaking wet. 

“Tiki, dear,” Tiki-- his Tiki… though he supposed they were both his Tiki by this point-- said. “Are you ready? It might pinch a bit, but you can handle it, I promise.”

“Mmm… okay.”

Kiran was admittedly a little worried about hurting her, but since his wife seemed convinced it would be fine, he put his doubts to rest. He began to push, her pussy proving to be more than accepting of his intrusion despite the size difference. The subsequent compactness he felt was sublime, a sensation that grew in strength the more he pushed inside her.

Tiki initially hummed, but it wasn’t long before a pleasured moan emerged, leading to many more. At no point did Kiran hear anything resembling discomfort echoing from her voice. If there was any pain, it was minimal and tolerable. 

“Big Tiki… it feels… good!!”

“A-Ahh… it does, doesn’t it…?” his beloved sounded just as enchanted as she was. “So this is what it looked like from this angle…”

Kiran heard her mumble something quietly, and though he tried to listen in, her past self’s moans were proving to be familiarly loud. Even if her volume wasn’t a factor, the incredible humidity and tightness of her pussy was drowning out any chance he had to focus on anything but those sensations. 

He was shocked to feel the entrance to her womb so soon; she had taken his cock like a champ! Convinced she didn’t need any time to adapt to his length inside her, he started to move again, taking out everything but the head before slamming his hips forward. Tiki reacted wonderfully to the thrust, the foreign sensation invoking the cutest moan. Her butt jiggled approvingly in response, the wobble a fleeting sight he wanted to see more of-- a wish he could grant by continuing to fuck her.

So that’s what he did.

Tiki was quickly consumed by pleasure, her noises blissful and boisterous-- though perhaps a little too loud. This one had yet to learn how to control her volume, but it was an issue her bigger self was happy to solve.

“Here, Tiki,” she grabbed one of her breasts, nudging it closer to her counterpart. “Suck on these and make me feel good too…”

Kiran did his best to maintain his rhythm while watching his two girls, curious to see what would happen, and what he saw did not disappoint. Tiki started to suck upon Tiki’s breasts, muffling her moans-- and causing a new set to emerge from another source. The volume did ultimately decrease, and it looked incredibly hot too, so all was well. 

Satisfied nobody would be investigating the suspicious sounds, he resumed pounding Tiki with all his might. He spared her no mercy, treating her with the same force she loved in the future. The intensity of her warmth and the squeezing of her walls amplified the difficulty, but it did little to impact somebody with so much experience being inside a manakete’s pussy. 

Inspired by what he had seen earlier, he even grabbed Tiki’s ponytail. He didn’t tug it too much, not wanting to pull her away from feasting upon her future tits. Nevertheless, it proved useful in ramping up the strength and agility of his thrusts.

Kiran was beginning to feel his end approaching sooner than expected, but he wasn’t surprised. Tiki was just that warm and snug!

“Big Tiki… I feel… weird… mmmm…” Tiki took a break from the breast-sucking, unable to comprehend what she was experiencing. 

“You’re going to cum,” her teacher taught her. “It’s a good thing, so let it happen, okay? Kiran here will be cumming inside you too!”

Was he?

Well, considering he had practically been granted permission by herself… 

“Mmm… o-okay… aaahhhh…”

Tiki resumed sucking on her future self’s boobs-- and thank goodness! Her climax was imminent and he wasn’t sure an orgasm-triggered moan would sound particularly family-friendly to the good denizens of Askr. 

Right on cue, Tiki was beginning to tighten up dramatically around his cock, halting his cadence, but not before he was able to push up against her cervix one last time. Kiran couldn’t handle the tightness any longer, her divine orgasm subsequently triggering his climax too. 

Though the euphoria of cumming inside a Divine Dragon was something he was very used to, just knowing it was this Tiki he was filling up was satisfying beyond belief. He had plenty of reason to assume this was her first heat, thus making him her first man. She’d never forget this moment, and neither would he.

Once he was convinced everything was safely inside her, Kiran pulled out and fell back onto the bed, focusing his view entirely on her ass; he didn’t want to miss the moment his cum started to leak out of her pussy.

“That was my first creampie,” Tiki spoke up for the first time in a while. “It was an amazing end to my first time, and something I still remember to this day.”

…huh?

That was Tiki talking, but not the Tiki he had just fucked.

Which meant…

“Wait,” Kiran responded. “Does that mean…”

“That this little one was summoned to Askr, had sex for the first time there, returned to her home world, and then was later summoned when she was older and married the person who had taken her virginity, and then later recruited her smaller self to join her in the bedroom?”

Kiran stared at his beloved, processing the absurdity he had just heard.

All this time, he hadn’t even contemplated the idea that his wife had been to Askr when she was younger! He just assumed this was a different Tiki from a different world-- but they were really one and the same! Well, they were the same because they were both Tiki, but they were both really the same Tiki!

His head hurt.

His head hurt a LOT.

“...Tiki…”

“Yes?”

“Will she…?”

His wife did not answer, instead opting to wink.

That scared him.

…and aroused him too.

“Kiiiiiirrraaaaannn…” Tiki-- the small one-- purred impatiently. “I wantttt moooreeeee…”

There were a lot of things Kiran wanted to think about, but there was no way he’d have an opportunity to do so whilst these two ladies were present. He had yet to fuck one, and the one he had already pounded wanted more.

…questions would have to wait.

He wanted more too.