Manakete Mating Mania - Chapter 6 (Ymir/Reader from Fire Emblem Heroes) (Patreon)

Today was… unusual.

Through some miracle, you had managed to escape the confines of your room.

Alone!

Lumera meant well-- she really did.

But she had taken it upon herself to remain by your side at all times, under the excuse that she was tending to your needs. She had become something akin to a motherly figure, one with a degenerate side to her nurturing, but a mother nonetheless. 

The problem was that she was a little too protective, preventing anybody from visiting-- even Prince Alfonse and Princess Sharena. That was a problem! You did have responsibilities that you had been ignoring for some time now, and while the amazing sex pushed them to the back of your mind, diminishing returns and exhaustion had diminished your enthusiasm towards intimacy lately. 

Although her actions were inherently selfish and she was benefiting from it far more than you were, you did not hold it against her. Draconic nature made even the kindest dragons act unwise, and some were better at tending to that need than others.

Perhaps having sex with Grima had not been the strongest decision in hindsight. 

Then again, you had her to thank.

She was the reason you had managed to slip away.

Grima had decided to return to the Order of Heroes today, seemingly having blown up a satisfactory amount of mountains. From what you had heard, she looked completely unhinged, demanding your presence in exchange for not annihilating everything.

This brought her into confrontation with Lumera, who unfortunately had an ugly history with a species of dragon that shared a name with Grima’s title. This naturally led to an aggressive confrontation, especially when Grima confirmed her motivations-- she wanted you all to herself.

A few collapsed buildings and an evacuation notice later, and they were still going at it in their draconic forms. Grima certainly had the size advantage, but that did not intimidate Lumera whatsoever, especially since she was proving to be faster. Though the contracts thankfully meant they couldn’t outright kill each other, that didn’t mean they couldn’t cause devastation.

“All this because you couldn’t keep it in your pants!”

You sighed. Of course somebody had followed you.

Nowi was a crafty one, always showing up when you least expected it, even during times of chaos. She was finding great amusement in the situation, likely because she was one of the few who knew the ridiculous truth behind why Divine and Fell were clashing. 

You tried your hardest to ignore her presence, tuning out her snickering while you flicked through as many relevant books as you could find. It was both fortunate and unfortunate that Askr’s library was so vast; specific books on manakete psychology could be found, but the abundance meant it was difficult to find something specifically focusing on how they mated. 

“Hey, hey~” Nowi knew you were ignoring her, but she wasn't going to give up. This was how she worked; she herself never initiated any naughty play, but she certainly provided her chosen partner plenty of reason to succumb to temptation. She wanted them to pounce! “I know you’ve been with Lumera for quite a while, and while I know her boingy bits are great and all, I bet you’re up for a change of pace. How about a lady who you can pick up and play with to your heart’s content?”

You closed the book you were reading and gently bonked it on the top of her head.

Bad Nowi. Bad.

“O-Ow…” 

“You do know you’re at least partly to blame for this mess, right?” you scolded her, especially because her actions would arguably make things worse. What would happen if either Lumera or Grima were to notice you screwing her right here? Your life would probably be forfeit!

“It’s not my fault that I’m so cute that you couldn’t resist~” she recovered from the bonk rather quickly, continuing to say deprived things that made you contemplate a second bonk. “You had a lot of fun, didn’tcha? Pounding me silly, making me moan your name, and trying to knock me up with the girl that you later-- ooowww!!!”

You should not have contemplated it. The second bonk was warranted the moment she spoke up again.

“O-Ow!! That one hurt!!”

The clash between Grima and Lumera caused some earthquake-esque rumblings, causing a book from the top shelf to tumble and hit her directly on the head. Nowi clutched her crown as she sulked, and while you did feel a little sorry for her, you knew she’d spin your concern around and tempt you to make it up to her!

For once, you were glad you were too exhausted to care about sex. Lumera had done you a favor in that regard, having not realized that your balls were literally drained. 

Otherwise… 

You closed your eyes and sighed, returning your focus to a new book. As you hurriedly scanned it, you found no information that could aid your plight. You were close to giving up, but when a strange hum entered your ears, your attention was soon returned to the mischievous dragon by your side.

Only this time, she was not alone.

Nowi was enveloped by the arms of an unexpected arrival, the little gremlin resting comfortably against this newcomer’s chest. She soon appeared noticeably more relaxed and less energetic than before, and from what you could tell from the green light glowing on the top of her head, she was being healed. 

“Let us play hide and seek, little one,” the new arrival spoke with a soft and tender voice. “You will be the one who is hiding, okay? Get as far away from her as you can. I will come and find you.”

“...mhmm… ‘kay…” Nowi complied, and thus, she was released, promptly skipping away like she had completely forgotten about your presence.

Ymir.

That was the name of your benefactor.

She was somebody you had recently summoned to Askr, and because of that, you knew little about her beyond her being the Life-Mother of the Realm of Life. It was a prestigious title, making you ponder why she had come to your rescue. 

“This has been quite the rowdy morning, isn’t it?” Ymir giggled, sounding substantially more casual than she had moments ago. “I take it you have been looking for a solution?”

“I have,” you answered. “And I haven’t found anything.”

Ymir approached you with a smile on her face, taking your hands and surrounded them by her own. Not only was her touch incredibly soft and soothing, but something about it felt… rejuvenating, like it was combating your exhaustion directly and winning the fight.

“You should have considered asking the senior of us directly.”

You had thought about that. There were plenty of dragons whose lifespans made the others look pitiful comparatively.

Lumera was one such example, but even she had fallen to the depths of depravity. 

You were not confident your body could withstand another dragon begging to be bred.

Then again…

Ymir herself was also a dragon… and yet here she was, conversing with you ordinarily. 

Was she immune, or perhaps could control any… urges…?

Finding out the answer to that question was shockingly not at the top of your priority list. Instead, it was how this woman’s touch was wiping away every prominent ache and sense of tiredness from your body. It was a slow process, but you could feel… life… returning to your body.

…and your mind, too! It was becoming easier to think! You could actually look at her and think about how beautiful she was, and how sparkling her eyes looked, and how you were getting lost in them…

It was an ethereal sensation.

“Ymir…” you were outstanded at how such a thing was possible; not even clerics could do this, for their expertise was in cleansing physical wounds. Ymir was channeling into some extraordinary magic to be able to cleanse you like this, and you were desperate to learn how such a thing was possible. “What are you… how are you…”

“I am the Life-Mother,” she answered. “Those involved in creating new life may receive my blessing and be restored.”

In other words…

…the only reason you were able to be revitalized was because your exhaustion came from sex.

Neat. 

“But, Nowi--”

“Those involved can have those instincts soothed, too. At least temporarily.”

That explained why she willingly left without trying to get into your pants again.

Wait.

Ymir was the solution to everything!

You could be freed from this mess once and for all! Sure, no dragons thirsting over you anymore was arguably a loss, but it was a sacrifice you were willing to make in exchange for your freedom.

…then again… if she was capable of restoring one’s vitality, you could theoretically handle as many dragons as you pleased…

Ah, the possibilities…

“Ymir, I-”

“I wish to make you an offer,” she interrupted. “But not here; I would not want us to be interrupted.”

Right on cue, the deafening roar of the Fell Dragon vibrated through the library, causing more books to fall from their shelves. Whoever was destined to be on clean-up duty when all this was said and done was not going to have a good time.

Ymir’s suggestion was a sound one, and in order to do so, she apparently needed to take you within her embrace. You were by no means against whatever this means of transportation entailed, especially when it meant you could feel her large breasts pushing up against you. This sudden embrace was immensely comforting, and for a time, you forgot about how two dragons were rampaging outside.

“Close your eyes.”

You did as Ymir requested, and upon doing so, everything strangely went… silent. 

Rather than the ferocious sound of battle, you heard… birdsong, and the whooshing of a gentle breeze. 

When you opened your eyes, you saw that you were surrounded by scenery that matched what you were hearing. 

Ymir had taken you to a forest decorated with flowers of all colors, gentle streams of water, and calming sunshine. You were presently standing within the sanctuary of a small shrine nestled within these woods, and though it was not a natural structure, it blended it well with the enclosing nature. 

“This to Ymir,” the Life-Mother stepped forward and spread her arms, welcoming you to, uhm… “This is the realm of life, and I share its name.”

Right. That made sense. 

It was a beautiful place, though that did beg the question-- wasn’t this place… destroyed?

Eir had told you some details regarding her unexpected return to the realm of the dead, and that included the revelation that Hel had invaded and eradicated the realm of life.

But life was not so easily snuffed out, you supposed. This place had been given time to heal. Although Ymir herself had passed, the abnormal power of the Brediablik had brought a new one to the nine realms.

“You look puzzled,” Ymir had noticed you were probably thinking a little too much about the finer details. Alternate realities and summoning dead deities, effectively bringing them back to life, would do that. “But there is no need to worry about anything here. In fact, you may find what I have to offer… reassuring, I hope!”

That was promising.

You had been thinking about how unusual things had become for a while now, but the impact these girls were having on your life hadn’t truly hit until a literal battle to the death began to unfold. Thank goodness for contracts; you didn’t want to see either of them perish.

“I want my freedom back,” you were honest and blunt, with perhaps the only dragon in existence who hadn’t lost their mind. “I would be lying if I said I haven’t enjoyed myself… but some of them are starting to really scare me…”

Lumera’s overprotectiveness. Nowi showing up and wanting to get frisky in the most unusual of locations. Grima, well, doing Grima things.

Myrrh.

You hadn’t forgotten about that one; it was a lesson to never judge a book by its cover.

Nah had been the only one not to bother you; she was a one-time only kinda girl, apparently, and you were happy about that. 

If only the others had been the same!

“There is a way to calm the… heat, shall we say, from my kindred spirits,” Ymir suggested, the nervousness in her voice suggesting there was a catch. There was always a catch. “Simply put-- you need to impregnate them.”

There was always a catch.

You weren’t sure what surprised you more-- the absurdity behind how one calmed these girls down, the genuine obviousness behind the solution, and the implication that some of these girls were somehow not pregnant already.

“So far, you’ve hit the mark on one.”

Only one?

Nah! No way. There had to be more than--

…Nah.

It was Nah, wasn’t it?

Your…

…

“Ahem,” you cleared your throat. “Look… I… that’s a tall order, considering how some of them have, well…”

Had their wombs filled to the brim dozens of times?

“Manakete impregnation may take a try, or two-thousand,” Ymir continued the strangest torment of your life, but there was at least a light at the end of this tunnel. “But if you are willing to accept my blessing, I can bestow upon you the power to procreate with a guaranteed success rate.”

That made sense. She was the Life-Mother.

She could do that.

You weren’t sure why Ymir was suddenly looking so nervous all of a sudden though. She looked like she was about to share something she wasn’t mentally ready to say.

“But… I do have one condition…”

Always a catch.

Ymir was quick to reveal that condition, not through her words, but through a certain action that reminded you that she was a dragon-- and that they were never to be underestimated. 

The Life-Mother was nude.

You weren’t sure how she had done it, considering her outfit looked quite elaborate, but perhaps she had the ability to discard that which was not natural on a whim?

Either way, she was stunning.

You were no stranger to women with large breasts and enchanting hips, but Ymir took that to the next level without reaching a level that was, well, unnatural. 

“I will bestow upon you my blessing… so long as I am the first to benefit from it,” Ymir shared the most bewildering condition. “If you like, you could also consider it my thanks for everything you’ve done for Eir.”

“Everything I’ve…?”

“Being for her when I could not.”

It was legitimately difficult to tell whether she was affected by the whole ‘your presence literally makes dragons go crazy’ shtick. Either way, you didn't want to decline her offer, especially upon hearing she was at least partly motivated by wanting to share her gratitude. It was refreshing!

That was totally the convincing factor.

Not the part where you genuinely couldn’t avert your gaze away from her because she was so gosh-darn gorgeous!

Fuck it.

These were good terms, weren’t they? One last hurrah with every girl you were involved with, and then… tranquility. 

If anything, it was the ideal solution. Getting intimate with the Life-Mother on top of that too? Sure, you knew only so much about her, but sometimes a little mystery made things more fun!

“Alright,” you nodded. “We have a deal.”

Upon accepting, a slight chill ran down your spine. The reason? You were suddenly naked.

What a convenient ability this dragon had. 

…you just hoped your clothes existed in some pocket-dimension or something; you would need those back later on!

“Come,” Ymir stepped away from her sanctuary, carefully approaching the nearby stream while avoiding trampling any flowers. You mimicked her movements, having the faintest idea where she was taking you, but you were not opposed to the view this sudden trek provided.

The forest, of course. It was beautiful.

Ymir walked alongside the river steadily, guiding you to what you guessed was its source, and perhaps the heart itself of this mystical forest. 

Though you believed traversing this place would be discomforting, every step was comforting and rejuvenating, like the very ground had been enchanted with her ethereal power. 

Your suspicions proved correct once you arrived at a vast, tranquil spring. The water’s surface reflected the towering canopy, sections shimmering from the light that was able to break through the gaps.

“Magnificent, isn’t it?” Ymir turned and took your hand, guiding you into the waters. Though her enthusiasm was surprising and you were a little hesitant to enter, you soon felt silly for being so worried. The spring was shallow enough to stand upon, even as she took you closer to the center, and its warmth was as tender and tranquil as her touch. 

Any remnant of exhaustion-- both physical and mental-- was being cleansed at an astronomical rate. You had never felt so invigorated in your life, and that even applied to how your body was reacting beneath the waves, too. Ymir had noticed how your manhood had sprung to life, the sight of her glistening body doing incredible things to your mind. 

Just because you felt right in the head didn’t mean you weren’t incapable of thinking inappropriate things!

Or perhaps… they were appropriate here.

“Water is the source of all life,” Ymir added. “I think this is an appropriate location, don’t you think?”

“It beats my bed,” you answered. “That thing has taken a beating lately; I could do with a new one.”

That wasn’t a joke, either.

Ymir giggled, continuing to do so even when she took hold of your erect cock, causing you to shiver with delight. Although she was holding your manhood underwater, words could not describe how soft her hand was. 

“It has been some time since I have done this,” she confessed. “I hope you will forgive me if I am sloppy.”

“I would never,” your answer was swift, for she was greatly underestimating how immaculate her touch was. You promptly returned the favor, your hands landing on her hips and adventuring in different locations-- one promptly taking hold of one of her boobs, while the other found a home on her plump ass. Ymir’s breathing was impacted by your assault, validating her earlier claim. You were the first to touch her like this in… probably an eternity, if you were to guess? 

That meant you were a very lucky man.

Ymir’s breasts were a delight to fondle; her swollen nipple was an immediate focus point for your fingers, and they did not depart upon learning they were a weak spot. It felt terrific to tighten your hold too, the squishiness against your fingers an unimaginable sensation. Her ass was similarly spongy, but equally as fun to play with. The fondling in unison left your new lover moaning and her legs quivering, the sensitivity of contact doubtlessly something she was no longer used to.

Your actions did dampen how well she could feel up your cock, but she was giving it her all nonetheless. Ymir jerked you off at a respectable pace, unafraid to switch things up by maneuvering her hands lower so she could rub your balls. You weren’t sure you had ever been this erect before, but if anybody was going to be the cause of such a straining erection, it would be the Life-Mother.

“Forgive my haste, but…” Ymir started, pausing to swallow. “I… am not sure I can take it any longer. I…  need you.”

“Then let’s jump straight to the main course, shall we?”

Truthfully, you were not far from making a similar request. While you would have loved to see her on your knees, worshiping what helped create life, that wouldn’t give Ymir a baby!

“First, as promised…”

Ymir clutched your cock, a faint green aura radiating from it and spreading throughout your body. The light faded as soon as it appeared, and though you didn’t feel any different, you knew what she had done to you. 

Satisfied her enchantment had been set, Ymir gently sat down and then laid upon her back. Since the water was shallow, her change of position only submerged half of her body, but that was enough to amplify her beauty tenfold. Something about seeing her partially-submerged like this, the rugged breathing of her lungs opening passages for the water to slither through and leave wet lines upon her body… it was breathtaking. 

For a moment, you were captivated by her beauty. Her eyes were somehow the most tantalizing part, for they were open just the right amount, and full of anticipation and need…

“...please… don’t keep me waiting…”

Her plea snapped you back to reality, reminding you that you had a job to finish.

While you were a little concerned the surface would be uncomfortable to your knees, the submerged rock was smooth and lacked any raggedness, and the water mitigated how hard it could feel. Ymir spread her legs, and though her pussy being so drenched could be attributed to the spring, you knew she was incredibly turned on.

Taking hold of her legs, you pulled Ymir closer, that singular act causing her breasts to jiggle immensely. The sight-- not to mention how she instinctively wrapped those tender legs of hers around your back-- set your mind aflame, but nothing could take your focus away from the task at hand. You had a dragon to fuck-- to breed. 

You took hold of your cock, aligned with her entrance, and pushed, filling her up with one instantaneous motion. Ymir gasped with shock, the intensity of a man inside her again-- and the pleasure it invoked-- difficult for her mind to grasp. Befitting somebody who had not been intimate for some time, she was magnificently tight. What wasn’t surprising was how hot she was, a sensation augmented by the natural warmth of the surrounding spring.

Ymir had chosen one unorthodox place to have sex, though that was only from your perspective. A man-made structure and a man-made bed? For somebody like her, that simply wouldn’t do! 

“How is it…?”

She looked ecstatic, but it was always worth checking up on the types that seemed that way. There was such a thing as too much pleasure. 

“More phenomenal than I remember…” Ymir confessed, an answer that put to rest any concerns you had. “Please… I want more…”

Ymir had lived a very long time. That much was clear. For that reason, you felt compelled to give her an experience that she would never forget, not even slightly! Eons could pass and she would still remember this moment. That was your goal!

Taking hold of her illustrious hips, you began to thrust mightily, accelerating rapidly. Ymir’s subsequent moans confirmed she was more than capable of withstanding your agility, urging you to ramp up the intensity even sooner than you had originally planned. 

The end result was loud.

Having sex partially-submerged like this was an exotic experience, but the splashing water was not silent. You didn’t mind it though; the louder it was, the more fiercely you were fucking her. 

There were other ways to gauge that frequency too, such as how her body succumbing to your might causing her breasts to dance wildly. At first, they jiggled in unison with your thrusts, but you had quickly exceeded their rhythm. You silenced one with a greedy hand, unable to resist the temptation to squeeze and even tease a nipple while you fucked her, the added pressure causing your lover to moan with the utmost joy.

Ymir’s pussy, while originally compact and suffocating against your shaft, surrendered to your strength. It was easier than ever to fuck, letting you push hard against her cervix consistently, helping you realize quickly that she was highly susceptible to your cock reaching deep inside her. You maintained that cadence, nudging against the entrance to her womb frequently, amplifying her moans and causing her to drool. This dragon was learning what it was liked to be fucked silly and she was hooked!

Well, hopefully she wasn’t. 

You didn’t want her demanding this treatment all the time.

…or maybe you did…? Her body truly was something else, after all, and she didn’t seem to be the type content with just a singular child, either.

The consequences of your actions-- of which there would be many, considering her enchantment-- was something to worry about later! Ymir was undoubtedly enjoying this, but her true craving had yet to be fulfilled. 

Fortunately, you were not far from that moment, and as luck would have it, neither was she!

Ymir’s insides struck back with a vengeance, suddenly surrounding your cock with a shockingly strong grasp. While you were able to stubbornly fight through and reach her womb’s entrance once again, it was not without its repercussions; her pussy was outright choking your cock, but by no means was such a sensation uncomfortable-- far from it.

Unable to endure the magnitude of her orgasm, all Ymir could do was moan.

…and you were very glad you were far from home; they were deafeningly loud! 

Ymir was making sounds she probably didn’t know she could make, and you loved that the one who got to listen to them!

Alas, you had little time to appreciate her degenerate noises, for your focus soon shifted to what such a strong clutch around your cock entailed. 

“Ymir, I--”

“Inssshiideee!!” Ymir, despite being overwhelmed by pleasure, was still conscious enough to beg for her reward.

Not that she needed to.

You were going to cum inside-- and impregnate her-- no matter what. 

But you had a feeling that any sign of potential hesitation would make her act, and you were thrilled to discover you were right on the money.

Eager to fulfill the Life-Mother’s wish, you pushed as deep inside as you could, and let go.

Ymir cried out with joy as you filled up her womb with your semen, beyond happy to feel the essence of life dwelling inside her once again. To cum inside the closest one could get to Mother Nature-- while surrounded by nature no less-- was nothing short of an extraordinary experience. This was something you would never forget. You just hoped she felt the same.

Though you were used to feeling exhausted, especially after sex, you felt not even a shred of fatigue. You weren’t sure whether to thank the waters, the enchantment, or her presence. It did mean you were raring to go another round, but the clarity also meant you could resist, something you decided to do upon realizing your lover looked so… at peace. To taint that peace with further degeneracy didn’t seem right!

“That was… something else…” Ymir finally managed to speak, sounding delirious, but in a good way. She placed her hand on her stomach, a well-earned smile forming on her face. “I have no doubt that I’m… ahh… what a joyous occasion…”

…you were going to father a lot of dragon kids, weren’t you?

That revelation wasn’t hitting as hard as you expected, but you knew that at some point, you would wake up in a cold sweat about it. 

“Now then…” Ymir managed to stand, and you joined her, basking in the warmth of her body as she brought you into an unexpected but welcome hug. “It’s time for you to return to Midgard. You know what you need to do to resolve this problem of yours, correct?”

Yeah.

Impregnation.

All of them.

Well, hopefully not all of them. There were a lot of dragons. It would be crazy if all of them needed to get knocked up.

“Thank you, Ymir.”

You were thankful for the solution, as simultaneously exciting and terrifying as it was. 

“You’re very welcome!” she answered cheerfully. “If you ever need some respite from your responsibilities, please, do call upon me! Ymir-- myself, and this realm-- will always welcome you with open arms! Now, close your eyes.”

You nodded and complied.

___

“Where have you BEEN?!”

Commander Anna was not pleased, and for good reason. 

The Order of Heroes was… well, it wasn’t destroyed, but it had seen better days. Anna seemed to be taking the destruction the hardest; it was going to take a lot of money to fix everything.

On the bright side, at least you had your clothes back.

You soon learned that thanks to the strength of numerous powerful heroes, the fury of the Divine Dragon Monarch and the Fell Dragon had been quelled. You were shocked it had taken only a few, and interestingly enough, they seemed to be more of the recent arrivals to Askr. Were the heroes getting stronger and stronger over time? Questions for later. You had more pressing matters to attend to. 

“Lumera and Grima are knocked out cold,” Alfonse added. “But we aren’t sure what to do when they awaken…”

The contracts prevented them from taking lives, but that didn’t mean they couldn’t cause more havoc. You understood why they were so worried.

“Yeah…” Sharena didn’t sound too thrilled about that inevitability. “Do you think we should… send them home…?”

Wow.

Things must have been bad if even Sharena was considering that.

Fortunately, you had a solution.

“That won’t be necessary,” you shook your head, shooting down such a notion. “Let me deal with them.”

“I’m not sure what you can--”

“Trust me.”

Little troublemakers like Nowi could wait their turn; it was time to put Ymir’s blessing to the test-- on a pair of naughty dragons who needed to be taught a lesson about going too far.