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WARNING! Loveless, disgusting, vulgar and densely packed sex. Not for the romantics. Needless to say, this is probably OOC, but do I care? No.
Warning 2: Incest, het, yaoi, yuri, kink, rape, etc… ah… I can’t remember the list, where did I put it… oh yeah, bondage was somewhere on it too…
I aim to make you all loath me with this fiction! I’m such a masochist. There, I admitted it. I sadistically present you with:
This story is that of a long time ago. Back when kingdoms were built on royalty and power on bloodlines. To protect the honour of the two established kingdoms I’m about to mention, let us just call them this:
Family F: A well respected and admired family for this wealth of knowledge in areas involving alchemy. The two young blonde sons work in service of the King.
Family U: A family who’s daughter was greatly sought after for her beauty and smart thinking brain.
Family C: The First Daughter of this family, though cold, is a beauty worthy of the praise given to her. A flower in appearance yet has a deadly aim when given a bow and quiver.
Family K: Close relative of the King (I shall not reveal their direct relationship for discretion, but let it be known that they are indeed close relations of the King.) With a dark haired, handsome son, admired with good reason by the ladies.
Please remember that all names in this story have been changed to protect the individual’s privacy.
For as long as the people of this country could remember, these four families held power over everything. Family F had their people in the castle serving the king and increasing the king’s dependence on their abilities, more and more each day. It is a fact known by everyone that the alchemical powers in the entire land was controlled by them and run by the two brothers, Edward and Alphonse.
Family U and Family C were, of course, just as imposing because their respective daughters, Winry and Riza, were very much the object of desire of the bachelors in the country (amongst other illicit ones). No one threatened them for they were not only beautiful, but also well connected. Winry and Riza’s mothers and grandmothers and great-grandmothers were all known beauties who, for as long as anyone could remember, always married (and remarried) those of royalty. Heck, THEY themselves were royalty, despite what the official records say about birthright.
When discussing families F,U and C, one cannot but mention Family K. Ah, the so VERY handsome young man of that family. Oh, how the ladies drooled- I mean, fawned, over him! He was kind, well mannered, self-conscious and everything a woman could ever want. Or so they thought.
In truth, Roy was a collector of sorts. Deep within his chambers in his palace, there is a torture chamber, fondly termed; his ‘lovers’ room’ (Please note the plural). It was every night, when the night clock chimed thirteen times, he would unlock the heavy iron doors (which were decorated majestically with gold) to ravish the fresh offering made to him.
You see, Roy had a libido that was off the wall. Terribly sad fate, but the good doctor had said that there was, unfortunately, no cure. Roy’s uncle was a man of great power and influence. With this country so full of delicious maidenheads, who but him would take it upon himself to be responsible for Roy’s sexual gratification?
The first month went by according to plan. There were plenty of whores in the brothels to be brought by a gold piece (even silver if they were cheap) and off to Roy’s lovers’ room they went where they would and and and . Of course, this room was sound proof, you couldn’t just have ANY passing guest hear the screams- I mean, lovers’ music, made by them.
Sadly though, Roy soon tired of such easily brought offerings. One day, he demanded of his uncle, who was so very powerful and rich, that he wanted the beautiful and much sought after, daughter of Family C (and no, he wouldn’t mind having the maiden daughter of Family U while his uncle was at it).
The two targeted families were the talk of the country before the week was over. ‘How lucky,’ the people said, ‘how lucky of the two women who attracted Lord Roy Mustang’s eye!’ All this talk and celebration had spread before the family had made any agreements, or the daughters any input of their opinions. Yet, Roy was a man of admirable financial standing. His earnings were easily eight times the combined earnings of the two families!
It was agreed by the end of the week that the girls were to join Roy in holy matrimony. The papers were signed, exchanged, stamped on and made legal and binding in every possible way. The girls’ future happiness and future prosperity was surely insured! Great happiness lead to great haste and as soon as the dowry was agreed upon, the girls were packaged and shipped to the castle to where Roy was awaiting.
Meanwhile, in the great mansion of Family F, the two brothers, Alphonse and Edward Elric were infuriated. How dare that Roy Mustang! How dare they steal Winry from them, after having mutually competed for her affection for the last decade! Oh, it was surely not a sunny day under the roofs of that family’s mansion. What was left to do except find comfort in each other? And so the Elrics shagged.
After the first night in the lovers’ room, Winry and Riza were both drained of all energy. And who can blame them? Reaching several climaxes in one orgy IS very tiring on a slender body such as theirs. So now that the evil, two-face, Roy Mustang had left the room, the two women huddled together to give each other warmth against the chill of the bare cement floor. Winry’s wrists were rubbed raw where the coarse rope had cut into tender flesh while Riza’s back still burned from the spanking Roy had delivered, earlier that night. The two girl’s came to a silent agreement that, yes, their hubbie, Roy Mustang was an utter sonofabitch. With such a union of understanding, they fell in to a love so strong that they were able to tolerate Roy. Love can be painful. But sometimes, despite this, it is likeable.
Then just when all seemed well, the dark lord, Roy Mustang made yet another unbelievable demand. Oh how shocked the country was! They couldn’t believe it! The two most beautiful girls made his wives was already a great loss, but this… this was shocking for other reasons! For now not only did the lonely girls of the country cry for their lost chance at ever becoming Lord Mustang’s wife, they now lost the chance to become the wife of one of the two Elrics who had immediately accepted Roy’s marriage proposal because it would mean being near Winry.
So, in the end, everyone (except for the poor single ladies and gentlemen of the country), live happily sexually after.
The End.
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