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Title: Starlit Dance

Ratings: Gen

Warnings: None

Fandom: Fire Emblem Warriors Three Hopes

Relationships: M!Shez/Claude von Riegan

Characters: M!Shez, Claude von Riegan

Additional Tags: Fluff

Word Count: 2,057

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It was no shock to Claude when everyone started to talk about the ball. Who wouldn’t? If there was one thing he really loved, it was balls and dances. You have people celebrating, you have people dancing, and you have a giant feast. Whenever there was a big dance, it reminded him a little of home. With all the talk about the ball, nothing else was being said. No juicy gossip about people’s lives, no gossip about the political leaders, or about anything else. Not that Claude minded. It was nice to see other people get excited about other things outside of their normal lifestyles.

Claude whistled as he walked around the monastery, continuing his eavesdropping. He got bits and pieces of their conversations, hearing them talk about what they were going to wear, how they were going to style their hair, and who they were going with. The only part of everyone’s conversation that stuck out was, who were people were going with. It seemed to Claude that mostly everyone had a date. And it also got him wondering, who was he going to go with? He wondered if Shez was going with anyone.

His whistling died down the closer he got the tea tables placed outside of the great hall. He smiled faintly as he saw Shez waving to him.

“Claude!” Shez called out. “Over here!”

Claude nodded as he walked over to him.

“What took you so long?” Shez teased.

“Just taking a stroll through the monastery to keep you waiting,” Claude laughed. “So what do we have here?”

“A little tea party,” Shez smiled. “Are you going to join me or do I need to find someone else to drink tea with?”

Claude laughed, pulling out the chair across from Shez.

“What did your rounds bring you? Anything interesting?” Shez asked, taking a sip of his tea.

“Everyone was talking about the ball,” Claude informed, pouring himself some of the tea into his drink.

“It’s all that people are talking about. It’s weird.” Shez commented, rolling his eyes.

“I think it’s a great thing!” Claude smiled, intertwining his fingers. “It’s nice to hear people talk about something other than their mundane problems. It is also nice to not constantly have to hear about politics all the time.”

“That is true.” Shez agreed. “It gets quite confusing to have to keep up with everything.”

“Heh. You are more of a sword than a pen,” Claude joked.

“Heh, that much is true. I leave all that thinky-brain stuff to you,” Shez joked along.

Claude nodded as he took another sip of his drink.

“Was there anything interesting that you overheard?” Shez asked.

“Only who was going with who.” Claude informed.

“Ha! That’s the juicy you’ve found?” Shez laughed.

“Heh. That’s the only thing worth reporting,” Claude laughed along with him. “While it’s not the best news, I’m still excited for this ball.”

“I think the only thing I’m excited about is the food!” Shez exclaimed.

“That is a good reason, but don’t you want to dance with somebody?” Claude asked, taking a sip of his drink.

“Not really. I don’t care about these balls and dancing.”

“What if you had someone there to dance with?” Claude suggested.

“Who?” Shez asked, chugging his tea.

“Me, of course.” Claude smirked.

“You, Claudester?” Shez asked, choking on his drink.

“Why not! It’ll be fun!”

“Yeah, sure. Why not?” Shez smiled.

Claude smirked as he took another sip of his tea. “So what time should I pick you up?”

“Whenever you want,” Shez suggested.

Claude smiled, feeling a sense of relief. Before he could say another word, the bell for class rang. They quickly cleaned up their mess and rushed over to their classroom. They huffed and puffed when they got to class and when they sat at their seats. For the rest of the day, Claude listened to lectures about swordsmanship.

After class, Claude went straight to his room. He didn’t stay behind to talk to Shez or any of his other classmates. He opened up his notebook and began jotting down ideas to impress Shez. He sighed when he wasn’t able to write anything down. He was a man of many ideas, but he couldn’t think of anything to impress the man he cared about. Claude couldn’t be more disappointed in himself.

He left his room to make himself more tea. When he got back, he blankly stared at his notebook. He sighed again and picked up his quill. Whatever thought he had, he put it in the notebook. He did not get any sleep that night.

Claude couldn’t believe that the ball arrived so soon. It felt like yesterday he was training with the other classes and getting annihilated in a training session with Dimitri. Now he was looking at himself in the mirror, fixing his disheveled outfit. He was wearing a simple black suit with a gold accent on the edges. This was surely going to impress Shez.

He took one last look at himself in the mirror, giving himself a smile. He placed his hand on his chest as he walked through the dormitory, feeling his heart beat normally. He thought he would be a little bit more nervous about this, but he wasn’t. He felt elated.

Claude stopped at Shez’s door, waiting for him after he knocked on his door.

“Hey there, Claudester!” Shez greeted. “You look very spiffy in that suit of yours.”

“Why thank you!” Claude smiled. “You don’t look half bad in yours.”

“Thanks.” Shez laughed nervously. “Hilda made me try on every suit at the boutique she dragged me to.”

“Ha! I bet you had a real fun time with that,” Claude chuckled.

“Oh yeah. It was real fun,” Shez said, rolling his eyes. “She was a real pain about it. Got a little fussy when I picked out this suit when I first saw it.”

“I don’t blame her. It’s just a bland black suit. Where is the pizazz,” Claude teased.

“Oh please, I’m surprised that you are into wearing fancy things,” Shez said, shaking his head.

“What? I love to dress up a little when I go to fancy, schmancy balls,” Claude laughed.

Shez only shook his head.

“Shall we get going?” Claude asked, holding out his arm.

“We shall,” Shez agreed, taking his arm.

The grand hall was packed with people when they arrived. It was a bit difficult to maneuver through the seas of people going through the room. Claude breathed as he led Shez through the crowd, trying to get to the dance floor. The music started to slow down the closer they got to the middle of the room. Once Claude got to his destination, the music stopped.

“Weird. Is the music supposed to stop?” Shez asked.

“It stops for a few seconds when they want to change the style,” Claude informed, turning to face Shez.

“Oh,” Shez lulled out as the music started to pick up again. This time it was slower.

Claude smirked, as he held out his hand. “May I have this dance?”

Shez nodded and took his hand.

Along with the slow song, Claude felt his heartbeat slow down. Everything felt like bliss, it didn’t even matter that all eyes were on the two of them. After the song ended, the music started to pick up to something more jovial and exciting.

“As fun as this is, I don’t have legs of steel,” Shez joked. “I think it’s about time to stop.”

“Fine, fine.” Claude agreed, giving him a wink. He grabbed his hand and dragged him across the room. “Let’s get something to eat then. You were excited about the food, right?”

“Oh yeah!” Shez exclaimed. “I wonder what they have.”

Claude smiled and led him to the tables of food. He stood in awe as he saw Shez dug right into the food. He was amazed at how much food he could stuff into his mouth. He can even rival Rahael. Claude’s amazement turned into laughter when Shez fell into a food coma.

He dragged Shez out of the ballroom and into the garden. He looked around, trying to find a place away from the prying eyes looking at them. A big smile grew upon his face as he found a place to hide. Claude did his best dragging Shez up the stairs of the Goddess Tower.

Claude playfully rolled his eyes when Shez clutched his body and not letting go. At least he had a good view of the stars.

“Mph,” Shez lulled out. “Where am I?”

“In the Goddess Tower,” Claude replied, giving him a smile.

“Ow. Why does my head hurt? And my arms? Did someone chuck me down the stairs or something?” Shez asked, rubbing his head as he sat up.

“More like the opposite,” Claude sighed. “I dragged up the stairs and dinged you up by accident.”

“Heh, you did one hell of a number on me,” Shez teased.

“Sorry, sorry.” Claude apologized.

“By the way, why did you bring me here of all places?” Shez asked, getting up from the ground.

“For some privacy.” Claude said, walking to the railing that was outside.

“What? Are you going to confess your love to me?” Shez laughed.

“Yes,” Claude stated.

“Uh what?” Shez gasped. “I wasn’t being serious!”

“But I am.” Claude smiled. “The Goddess Tower is where people go to confess their love, you know?”

“What? That isn’t true!” Shez exclaimed.

“You’ve been living here for nine months and you haven’t heard of the tales of this place?” Claude sighed.

“I probably didn’t listen.” Shez explained.

Claude placed his hands together, inhaled, exhaled, and pointed his hands towards Shez. “How did I fall in love with an idiot?”

“Don’t ask me, you’re the one with the answers.” Shez laughed. “So how do the stories go?”

“One story goes that if two lovers come up to this tower and pray together,” Claude explained. “The Goddess would come down and bless them. After that, they will be together forever.”

“That is very romantic.” Shez smiled, holding out his hands. “Well?”

Claude laughed and took his hands. As he was silently praying, he looked up to Shez and felt his heart stop. He could feel his face heat up as he watched the man he loved mumble something under his breath. The stars didn’t help by shining their light on Shez.

“So, what did you wish for?” Shez asked, opening up his eyes.

“You’re not supposed to say or the wish won’t come true.” Claude smiled.

“Well that’s a shame.” Shez sighed. “I would have loved to hear what you wished for. I hope it comes true.”

“I know it will,” Claude said, bringing Shez closer to him.

“Claude?” Shez softly said, feeling Claude’s breath against his lips.

“Will you kiss me?” Claude asked.

“Yes.” Shez agreed.

Claude was shocked, he didn’t think he would say yes. He took one breath in and exhaled before he pulled Shez’s face closer to his, pressing his lips against his. The most shocking part of this whole experience were Shez’s soft lips.

“Heh,” Shez chuckled. “You are a surprisingly good kisser.”

“You’re not half bad yourself.” Claude commented.

“We should get back.” Shez said.

“How about we stay a little while longer and look at the stars.” Claude suggested.

“Fine, fine. I don’t think I could possibly stay in a stuffy ballroom again,” Shez agreed.

As the two looked up at the stars, Claude placed his hand on Shez’s. He may have had a million ideas to impress him written down in his notebook, but none of them would beat standing here with him looking at stars.

“Is everything alright, Claude?” Shez asked, looking over to him.

“Yeah, everything is fine,” Claude reassured him.

Shez nodded, giving him a kiss on his cheek.

Claude felt his face heat up as he placed his hand on his cheek.

“Yeah, today was perfect,” Claude whispered to himself.

“What?” Shez asked, looking over to him.

“Nothing,” Claude said, reassuring him again.

“Let’s get you to bed,” Shez suggested. “I think you have had a little too much partying.”

“I guess you’re right,” Claude laughed.

Claude took Shez’s hand and walked back to Shez’s room. Claude gave him a peck on Shez’s cheek before going back to his and going to sleep.

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yukiwrites · 2 years

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The Beginning of a New Era

Thank you so much for the support and the patience, @hibijiko! I hope you like this steamy, steamy wedding night between Shez and Khalid~

Summary: Shez and Claude had promised their future to one another, though there was much to do before they could be a happy couple for the rest of their lives. Yet, that time seemed to fly past once it was finally the day of their wedding...

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The sound of the drums reverberated through the entire building while the guest’s singing and dancing could be heard from miles and miles away. It was no wonder there was such cheer in the air.

After all, the new royal couple of Almyra had just been wed.

The party had been going on for three days and three nights, all of which were filled with important ceremonies and customs embedded into the country that had accepted Shez as its new queen. She had been bathed in scented oil, painted with henna, danced with Tiana, Khalid’s mother, and all of their female relatives, ate good food and enjoyed herself until her head was spinning.

It was no wonder, then, that she basically just only realized what was really happening once she was finally alone with Claude in their shared bedroom.

“Holy shit. I’m the queen now, aren’t I?” She murmured blankly as she stood by the door.

Claude sputtered beside her, letting go of their shared handhold to grab her shoulders as he held back his laughter. “What, did you just figure that out?! The proposal, the party and this entire year of peace weren’t enough to make it click?”

Shez looked up in embarrassment, the gold jewelry decorating her face and neck tinkled beautifully as she did so. “N-no, I mean, of course I had SOME idea… No, like, for real. I kinda knew it was coming and you know I talked a lot with Tiana about what I should do after all… this,” she gestured vaguely, “but, I don’t know, I guess it only clicked now.”

Khalid let out a stifled laugh, glad about his wife’s — his wife! — nervous babbling. It meant he had the time to compose himself out of his own nervousness. “You’re amazing! I don’t think I ever knew of a queen that said ‘holy shit’ as her first words after donning the crown.”

Shez’s face reddened, but she responded with a pout and an elbow to the ribs.

“O-ouch, hey! Haha!” Claude caught Shez’s arms to avoid further violence, but she tried to wrestle herself out of him, all the while pressing her lips so as not to laugh alongside him. “I’ll let go, I’ll let go! Just promise not to hurt me too much, yes? It would be bad if the new king woke up all bruised from his wedding night, wouldn’t it?”

“Wedding—” Shez froze on the spot, her limbs losing their strength in Claude’s arms. Her face flared up again, all the way to her ears. “We really are married, aren’t we.” She whispered, placing her forehead on his chest.

“...!” Claude bit his lower lip at their sudden hug, looking up so as to take a short breath. He hesitated to put his arms around her, but once he did, their bodies fell into place with each other rather well. “We are, yeah.”

Shez squirmed with the silence that followed, burying her face deeper into Claude’s chest. “Do you… have a contingency plan about all of this?”

For the second time since they walked into the room as a married couple, Khalid sputtered. “Contingency?! Are you getting ready to march to war or something?” He chuckled, receiving a well-deserved kick to the shin in retaliation. “Ouch, hey! Remember about the bruises!”

“I’m serious here, okay?” She pulled away with the most pitifully red face and moist eyes Khalid had ever seen.

“You’re so endearing,” he blurted out as he reached out to caress her hot cheek. She bit her lower lip and looked away, but leaned her head into his touch. “You look just like a wild cat.”

Shez made a clawing gesture with her henna-filled hands, which jingled with all the gold adorning her. “You mean you’re about to tame me?”

Claude chuckled. “I don’t know about that. From what I read— uh, nevermind that.”

“You read about this?” Shez’s eyes rounded in surprise, then closed in amusement as she laughed. “What kinds of books would you even read about this stuff?”

It was Claude’s turn to be embarrassed and look away. “Look, I’m anything if not all about preparing myself, alright? I couldn’t just go up to my father or, I don’t know, Nader, for counsel about this, could I?”

“Mhm…” Shez bobbed her head to the sides in agreement, though her mocking grin never left her face. “You have a point.”

“So, I guess I’m the most prepared one here.” Khalid finished triumphantly, though it was clear to even himself that he was just trying to look cool.

“Oh?” Noticing his attempt at looking good, Shez slid her hand upwards through his arm, shoulder, neck and finally face, sending all kinds of signals throughout his body. “Then you’ll take the lead, Your Majesty?”

Her mocking tone and defiant face — not to mention her slight touch and the way she looked oh so gorgeous with that red wedding dress and golden decorations — made Khalid gulp with anticipation.

He took her hand to his lips, never breaking eye contact. “If you’ll let me.”

Shez’s heart thumped within her chest, her body flaring up with the intensity of Claude’s gaze. “Khalid…”

He deliberately trickled his kisses from her hand upwards to her arm, shoulder, neck and face, ending with a shy yet bold peck on her lips. She parted her mouth to allow him in, moaning weakly once his tongue carved its way inside.

Khalid held her preciously in his arms, diving deep into her lips.

Their bodies moved in the rhythm of their bated breaths, wanting nothing more than to become closer and closer. Carefully so as not to tug on her hair, Khalid unclasped the veil from her head. They paused the kiss to look at each other for a moment— a moment long enough for Claude to caress her red cheeks and take off the jewelry adorning her nose lest it got tangled in their love making.

Soon they slipped back into a warm, inviting kiss as Khalid undid the knots tying Shez’s dress behind her back, hearing the cloth slip through her fair, painted skin.

Her head spinning due to the increasing intensity of their kiss, Shez clumsily pulled Khalid’s turban out, unraveling it around his face and shoulders. He shook his head with a chuckle, using the momentum to push Shez onto the bed.

Seeing Khalid on top of her made Shez truly realize what was about to happen, and her body ached inside. It ached for his touch.

Embarrassed by this trail of thought, she hurriedly hugged him to hide her face into his shoulder, though the moment was all too new for Khalid himself.

Overwhelmed by her beauty — her underwear, the hidden henna that had been painted over her calves, ribs and navel made him gulp with a strange desire to follow their pattern with kisses.

“Hey, Shez, don’t hide from me,” he breathed heavily, licking her ear as a warning. He could feel her flinching and digging her nails on his back. “Shez…”

“It’s not fair,” she muttered, her voice muffled. “I’m the only one bare like this.”

Claude blinked, slightly pulling away to look at her in the eyes. “Are you not confident in your body, dear Shez? I didn’t expect such shyness from you.”

Shez bumped her forehead on his. “This and that are completely different things, okay? I’m confident in my body as a soldier. I can take on anyone. But… As a woman… I can’t help but wonder, alright? I’m still a maiden at heart.” She mumbled the last part, looking away from him with the most adorable of pouts.

He almost blurted out, “you won’t be a maiden anymore after tonight,” but just thinking about it made his body flare up in heat again. He instead said, “that’s silly,” and bit her lower lip before inserting his tongue with vigor, stealing a moan from deep within her throat.

She arched her back as his hands traveled down her body and grabbed her thighs, making her let out a yelp unconsciously.

“H-hey…” she squirmed under his touch, rubbing her thighs together. “Why are you grabbing me-mmhm…” she tried to pull away to speak, but the longer he touched her — the longer he felt her breath mingle with his… the more he felt her melt under him, the further he wanted to go.

Nothing he had read prepared him for this.

In fact, he was going on through pure instinct, as any and everything he had ever read in his life went up in smoke as he stared into her brilliant purple eyes.

Unable to bear with the heat anymore, Claude pulled away from her to take off his outer and inner mantles, revealing his glistening tanned skin that Shez oh so wanted to see a few minutes ago. She held her breath and bit her lower lip as he stared down at her from his vantage point, her body burning on the spots his gaze fell.

“Quickly… quickly come here…” She panted in almost agony, extending her arms for him to come back to her embrace, into which he dove with the thirst of a parched man.

He intensified their kiss, ran his hands down her body and couldn’t bear anymore with the tightness in his pants. He wanted to hear her call his name with that drippingly sweet voice of hers… Quickly!

Lowering his tongue towards the places he had wanted to kiss since the reveal of her body, Claude licked her bosom and revealed her nipples from the constraints of her bra. They weren’t as big as they could get, but they fit perfectly inside his hands. Her rosy mounds stiffened as he touched and licked them, stealing adorable ‘eek’s and ‘aah’s from Shez as he worked around them.

“K-Khalid…” she slightly pulled his hair, pressing her thighs against each other so much her knees hurt. “Quickly…”

Claude’s erection pulsated inside his pants.

He knew she wanted it.

So did he.

But… she was so delicious. He couldn’t stop. He had to savor her taste a while more. A moment more.

One second more.

“K-khalid…!” Shez protested as he lowered himself even further, unceremoniously pulling her underwear to the side to reveal her innermost spot.

“They’re purple down here too,” he murmured teasingly, though couldn’t help but think how adorable her purple pubes were against her milky skin. His heavy breathing right on top of it made Shez tremble and curl up her toes, pulling his hair again.

“Khalid, I can’t… ahhn…!” She meant to protest again, but he dug his tongue with such hunger it melted the words right back into her lips. She couldn’t process any thoughts as he tasted her innermost taste, as he partook on a meal he would fight another war for, if needed.

Her fingers on his hair faltered as pleasure made its way into her body in waves, making her throw her head back and huff.

Feeling her willingly open her legs further to him made Khalid want to go deeper. He had to.

“Shez… This is unbearable. I can’t…” he confessed as he placed his crotch on hers. “Shez, Shez, Shez…” he mumbled her name as he pulled out his pulsating cock from his pants, prodding it into her vulva.

“Mhm…!” Shez wrapped her arms around his back, pulling him ever closer. “Closer, a bit more…” she whispered, urging him.

He slid it in in their own rhythm, breathing heavily as he encountered more resistance than he expected. “It’s… Shez it’s so tight…”

“...!” Overwhelmed, Shez’s words died in her throat as she bit his shoulder to hold on to herself. Panting, she could only hug him and breathe on his neck the further in he went.

Once he slid it all in, they both held their breaths as their bodies were finally one. Unable to utter any words, Shez felt a tear slide down her ear as her breathing turned heavier and heavier the more Khalid struggled to move.

He pulled it back slowly, only to push it in just as slowly, making all nerves in Shez’s body tingle with pleasure. “K-Khalid…” she managed to say, sticking out her tongue to breathe better close to his ear.

“S-Shez…” he huffed, spurred by her tongue, by her breath, by the heat in her body. He couldn’t take it anymore.

It felt so good he wanted to go even deeper.

His movements accelerated slowly at first, but soon he couldn’t control himself and started pounding her mercilessly, enjoying how her body swayed and her voice only contained fragments of his name mingled with pleased moans.

Instinctively he knew that the release was close, and he had to run to grab it. He grunted her name and breathed down on her neck as he thrusted hard and quick, feeling her own body clench around him as she reached her peak.

“K-Khalid…!” She cried out his name at the same time he felt the release wash over his body into hers, the spurting sound of their love-making finally entering his ears after only being focused on her.

“Shez… hahh… hahh… Shez…” he kissed her preciously, unwilling to pull himself away from her.

Shez as equally as unwilling to part with him, even though her legs were limp and she couldn’t cross them around his back as she wanted. “Khalid… my King…”

“Holy shit, yes. My queen.” He chuckled. “My queen… queen…” he kissed her lips, nose, cheeks, eyelids and forehead as he whispered her name and title.

The new royal couple had been united through marriage, rituals, and through their bodies, finally ushering a new era for Almyra.

Yet, at that single moment, they were simply Shez and Khalid, two souls deeply in love, unable to untangle themselves from each other.

Thankfully, for them, the festivities could still go on for another day or two, so they wouldn’t be missed until then…

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