Give me everything you’ve got
Summary: Emhyr and Ciri have fled together to the coast to live together in peace. Emhyr is extremely possessive.
Word count: 1k
Warnings: Incest, but everything is consensual
This is a modern au in which Ciri is still of Elder blood and Emhyr still wants to make his book canon dream happen of being the one to sire the new ruler of the world by impregnating Ciri (go read it up, it's an actual plot point in the books). In this fic they are both just very much into it.
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A soft summer breeze was blowing over the coast. Emyhr and Ciri were walking hand in hand along the beach. They had recently moved here, to escape their family and friends.Â
Burning down all bridges and blocking any form of contact had been the only way for them to feel safe. No one would understand their relationship, and all they wanted was to be happy.
So they had moved far away to this little coastal town in the middle of nowhere. Here no one knew that they were father and daughter. And most importantly, no one would care that Ciri was carrying Emhyr's child.
Ciri was already 6 months along and unable to hide the baby bump anymore. When the old fisher's wives had realised, they had been elated.
"Oh darling, you are glowing!"
"When will it be due?"
"Is it a boy or a girl?"
"You two must be so proud."
They both revelled in the attention. The knowledge that no-one knew the truth, that they all would be horrified to find out what was actually going on, it turned them both on like nothing else. More than once they had gotten home, just to pounce on each other, not even making it to the bedroom before Emyhr fucked Ciri against the wall.
"They all think you are such a good wife, so pure and kind, but you are anything but pure, aren't you? Getting off on your father taking you, caring my child so we can have an heir worthy of ruling the world, you would do anything I asked of you."
It wasn't even a question, Emhyr knew he was right and Ciri moaned desperately.
"Yes dad, anything for you. I'll be your good girl, a good wife, please, please make me come."Â
But they also loved their soft moments. Waking up together, eating a late breakfast in bed. Walking down the main street and talking with the vendors. Emhyr loved to watch Ciri bargain for prices, his strong girl winning each time. Or like right now, walking along the beach, with just each other for company.
"What do you think dad, will it be a boy or a girl?"
"I'm not sure," Emhyr said, running his hands over Ciri's bump. "All I know is that they will be fierce and strong like their mother."Â
Ciri laughed and pulled Emyhr in for a kiss. It was soft and slow, and they both lost themselves in the feel of each other in their arms.
"I love you, dad."
"I know," and Emhyr pulled Ciri in for another kiss. This one was just much more heated. Before Ciri knew what had happened, she was pushed down on her knees, Emhyr sliding up behind her. He let his hands roam all over her body, dipping his hands beneath her shirt.
"Dad, we can't, what if somebody sees?"
"Let them. Let them see how good you are for me. Let them hear you scream your love for me."
Ciri shouted as Emhyr squeezed one of her nipples. The pain shot straight to her core, making her wet and desperate for more.
"Shall I tease you? Shall I make you shake with need before I even begin to think of fucking you? How often do you think I can bring you to the edge before you go insane with pleasure?"
Ciri sobbed, already on edge. The pregnancy had made her so horny.
"Please dad, don't make me wait. I've been good, I need it."
Emhyr chuckled darkly, now playing with both her nipples.
"I'm not stopping you, you are free to come whenever you please."
"It's not enough! I need you in me, dad, please."
Tears were pooling in her eyes, threatening to spill down her cheeks.
"Didn't you say you were my good girl? A good girl can come from anything I give her. Don't you want to make me proud?"
It was too much. Ciri cried now fully. She wasn't able to come from just her nipples and Emhyr knew it.
"I want to! But I need your help, please, I need you, I can't do it on my own."Â
Ciri twisted in Emhyr's arms so she could reach his jaw with her lips. She kissed wherever she could reach, pressing her tits into Emhyr's hands and helplessly humping the air.
"Oh child, I think I will have to teach you better in the future. But we can work on it. Now you are so pretty for me, round with my child. I know how hard a pregnancy can be, you should be pampered not teased."
"Yes, yes, dad, please," Ciri whined, not able anymore to think of better things to say than to beg.
"Alright, I will help you out."Â
Ciri screamed as Emhyr slapped her over her clothed cunt. The pain was nearly enough to push her over the edge.
"Again, dad, please hit me again, I'm so close."
"As you wish."
Emhyr watched with fascination as Ciri's body grew tenser and tenser with each slap he gave to her cunt. Tears were streaming down her cheeks and Emhyr couldn't remember the last time he had been so hard. She looked beautiful in pain.
Finally the tension in Ciri snapped and she came with a wail. Emhyr rubbed her through her orgasm, peppering kisses on her tear stained cheeks. She was shaking in his arms.
"Such a good girl for me, coming so beautifully."
Ciri only huffed, too exhausted for more.Â
"And I know you will continue being good for me. I will bring you home now and spread you out on our bed and then I will fuck you until you would wish I would stop. But you won't ask me for it, because you are a good girl, and you take what I give."
Ciri's head was reeling. She would. It was too soon for her to be this aroused again and she knew she would cry desperately, but she would let him fuck her for how ever long he pleased. Weakly she nodded.
"Good."
With that Emyhr swept Ciri into his arms. He was looking forward to sinking his cock into his pretty wife, all desperate for him and fucked dumb. There wasn't a more beautiful sight.
Ciri was already 6 months along and unable to hide the baby bump anymore. When the old fisher's wives had realised, they had been elated.
"Oh darling, you are glowing!"
"When will it be due?"
"Is it a boy or a girl?"
"You two must be so proud."
They both revelled in the attention. The knowledge that no-one knew the truth, that they all would be horrified to find out what was actually going on, it turned them both on like nothing else. More than once they had gotten home, just to pounce on each other, not even making it to the bedroom before Emyhr fucked Ciri against the wall.
"They all think you are such a good wife, so pure and kind, but you are anything but pure, aren't you? Getting off on your father taking you, caring my child so we can have an heir worthy of ruling the world, you would do anything I asked of you."
It wasn't even a question, Emhyr knew he was right and Ciri moaned desperately.
"Yes dad, anything for you. I'll be your good girl, a good wife, please, please make me come."Â
But they also loved their soft moments. Waking up together, eating a late breakfast in bed. Walking down the main street and talking with the vendors. Emhyr loved to watch Ciri bargain for prices, his strong girl winning each time. Or like right now, walking along the beach, with just each other for company.
"What do you think dad, will it be a boy or a girl?"
"I'm not sure," Emhyr said, running his hands over Ciri's bump. "All I know is that they will be fierce and strong like their mother."Â
Ciri laughed and pulled Emyhr in for a kiss. It was soft and slow, and they both lost themselves in the feel of each other in their arms.
"I love you, dad."
"I know," and Emhyr pulled Ciri in for another kiss. This one was just much more heated. Before Ciri knew what had happened, she was pushed down on her knees, Emhyr sliding up behind her. He let his hands roam all over her body, dipping his hands beneath her shirt.
"Dad, we can't, what if somebody sees?"
"Let them. Let them see how good you are for me. Let them hear you scream your love for me."
Ciri shouted as Emhyr squeezed one of her nipples. The pain shot straight to her core, making her wet and desperate for more.
"Shall I tease you? Shall I make you shake with need before I even begin to think of fucking you? How often do you think I can bring you to the edge before you go insane with pleasure?"
Ciri sobbed, already on edge. The pregnancy had made her so horny.
"Please dad, don't make me wait. I've been good, I need it."
Emhyr chuckled darkly, now playing with both her nipples.
"I'm not stopping you, you are free to come whenever you please."
"It's not enough! I need you in me, dad, please."
Tears were pooling in her eyes, threatening to spill down her cheeks.
"Didn't you say you were my good girl? A good girl can come from anything I give her. Don't you want to make me proud?"
It was too much. Ciri cried now fully. She wasn't able to come from just her nipples and Emhyr knew it.
"I want to! But I need your help, please, I need you, I can't do it on my own."Â
Ciri twisted in Emhyr's arms so she could reach his jaw with her lips. She kissed wherever she could reach, pressing her tits into Emhyr's hands and helplessly humping the air.
"Oh child, I think I will have to teach you better in the future. But we can work on it. Now you are so pretty for me, round with my child. I know how hard a pregnancy can be, you should be pampered not teased."
"Yes, yes, dad, please," Ciri whined, not able anymore to think of better things to say than to beg.
"Alright, I will help you out."Â
Ciri screamed as Emhyr slapped her over her clothed cunt. The pain was nearly enough to push her over the edge.
"Again, dad, please hit me again, I'm so close."
"As you wish."
Emhyr watched with fascination as Ciri's body grew tenser and tenser with each slap he gave to her cunt. Tears were streaming down her cheeks and Emhyr couldn't remember the last time he had been so hard. She looked beautiful in pain.
Finally the tension in Ciri snapped and she came with a wail. Emhyr rubbed her through her orgasm, peppering kisses on her tear stained cheeks. She was shaking in his arms.
"Such a good girl for me, coming so beautifully."
Ciri only huffed, too exhausted for more.Â
"And I know you will continue being good for me. I will bring you home now and spread you out on our bed and then I will fuck you until you would wish I would stop. But you won't ask me for it, because you are a good girl, and you take what I give."
Ciri's head was reeling. She would. It was too soon for her to be this aroused again and she knew she would cry desperately, but she would let him fuck her for how ever long he pleased. Weakly she nodded.
"Good."
With that Emyhr swept Ciri into his arms. He was looking forward to sinking his cock into his pretty wife, all desperate for him and fucked dumb. There wasn't a more beautiful sight.