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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Fire_Emblem:_If_|_Fire_Emblem:_Fates
  Relationship:
      Leon/Camilla
  Character:
      Leon_|_Leo, Camilla_(Fire_Emblem)
  Additional Tags:
      Sibling_Incest, Angst_with_a_Happy_Ending, Emotional_Hurt/Comfort, Men
      Crying, Naked_Cuddling, Love_Confessions, Temporarily_Unrequited_Love,
      Comfort_Sex, Loss_of_Virginity, Rain, Loneliness
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-01-19 Words: 2646
****** Kiss The Rain ******
by MedryaBloodheart
Summary
     He hates himself for these feelings, and if all had gone according to
     plan he'd have let it stay that way. But one night, everything comes
     pouring out.
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
He hated rainy nights.
It wasn't that he feared the possibility of a thunderstorm, not when he could
command thunder itself with the chanting of a few words. But rain made him
think, and thinking always led him back to something he'd rather ignore.
"I'm a fool," he murmured, tossing and turning underneath the covers. Prince
Leon of Nohr, genius spellcaster, gifted, arrogant, handsome...none who praised
him so knew what lurked in his heart, the dirty little secret he'd tried to
keep even from himself before there was no turning back.
He heard footsteps close to his door. Heels thumping against the carpet, a
familiar laugh, and even though she was outside he could smell lavender.
She always smelled of lavender. So much that any other time the scent caught
his attention his heart would ache and his stomach would clench, the
association was too strong, too painful. A certain part of him began to react
and he recoiled with disgust. Not again, not again...!
He pulled the covers more tightly around himself, shivering not from the cold
but from the feelings threatening to choke him. An all-too-familiar sensation
stung his eyes. No, not again, you promised you'd stop this, you stupid boy...!
But it was useless, he could feel the wetness on his cheeks and the sob forcing
its way from his throat.
Deep down, you really are just a child, aren't you. He curled into a ball,
burying his face in the pillow to mask his sobs.
"Leon...?"
It had always worked in the past. This time, his luck had run out. He heard the
knock at the door, her voice calling his name again. He hoped his lack of a
response would deter her, but instead the door opened and her footsteps came
closer and Leon wished he could disappear at will.
"Little brother, are you all right? I heard crying..." She sat down on the bed,
tugging back the covers and resting a hand on his hair. "Did you have a bad
dream?" Leon took several deep breaths, swallowing, trying to calm down.
"I'm fine, sister," he murmured. No, he wasn't, he hadn't been for a long time.
All he ever wanted was her comfort, for her to touch and hold him and tell him
he was loved. The problem was, she only loved him as a sister would properly
love a brother. While he loved her in a way that made him harder every moment
just from feeling her weight on his bed. Her hand in his hair.
"I'm fine," he repeated, but she wouldn't budge.
"Silly Leon," she whispered, "always so arrogant and self-assured. You're
allowed to have nightmares once in a while!"
"It wasn't a nightmare. Please...I'm sure Kamui or Elise need you more right
now." Sometimes he resented those two, especially Kamui, whom Camilla was
obsessed with. But he needs her more, he's isolated and alone in that fortress
and knows nothing of the outside world. He's not allowed to hone any of his
talents, never encouraged.
And Elise, well, no one could help coddling her.
"You're crying, though," Camilla said. "Come on, look at me. Talk to me, Leon,
why are you so sad?"
He sighed, raising his head only slightly. Even in the dark, through his tear-
blurred vision he could see her clearly. Her beautiful face full of concern,
her hair flowing down her shoulders, her-no! Don't look there!
"It's nothing," he sighed, shaking his head. "I'm just lonely, I suppose...it's
silly, I'm used to spending time alone. I never cry, but..."
"Marx usually comes to check up on you, though," Camilla finished. "And he's
been sent away to patrol the borders for the next month. But Leon, you're not
alone! You visit Kamui now and then, and Elise always wants to play with you!"
It wasn't the same, though. None of them, even the admired Marx, couldn't give
him the kind of love and affection Camilla had when nobody else would. His own
mother only treated him like a pawn, Father grew distant, Marx was surprisingly
shy even with his siblings.
Camilla was the first person to show him any sort of kindness. He couldn't help
falling in love with her, even knowing how disgusting those feelings were.
"That's why it's silly," he finally said. "I'm not alone, and yet..." He
sighed. "There's one person I need recognition from most of all, sister.
And...it's the kind I can never have."
"Ohh..." Her face lit up into a smirk. "Is my little brother in love? You
certainly have enough admirers, though, I'm sure whichever one has caught your
eye will-"
"It's none of them." The girls who fawned over him were pleasant enough, but
they only saw him as Handsome Prince Leon. Too much distance, if they got to
know the real him they'd be scared off. "Look, sister-"
"It's one of my retainers, then! Or Lady Pieri, perhaps? Now that I think of
it, I know Luna's made eyes at-"
"Sister, please!" He turned away from her, his erection grazing the mattress
almost painfully. "What if...what if it wasn't any of them? What if it was
someone...that no man should have feelings for, ever?" She'd be disgusted,
she'd turn him away.
"...Oh." She nodded, her face more serious. "Well, Leon...the good news is,
Marx is the one expected to marry and provide an heir! As long as you were
discreet, I'm sure loving another man-"
"Stop!" Fresh tears sprang to his eyes. "Please, just...just go, sister, I
don't want to talk about it!"
"Nonsense! Leon, I am your big sister, and-"
Self-pity, replaced by anger. Not at her, but at himself for having these
desires, for what he was about to do. He flung himself into her arms and kissed
her, frustrated tears running down his cheeks. She was frozen in place, and
after a moment he pushed himself away before she could.
"I'm sorry," he choked, "I'm so sorry. I'm sorry, I..."
Silence fell. Thick, smothering silence, Leon preparing for her disgust. Her
anger, a lecture on how he was mentally sick and needed to be locked up before
he disgraced the family. I'm so stupid. I shouldn't have done that, I should
have just let her believe it was someone else.
Suddenly, he was pulled back into her embrace, his cheek leaning against her
breasts. Her hand stroking his hair, his damp cheeks.
"My poor Leon," she murmured. "I can't imagine how long you've kept that
inside."
"That's...sister, I kissed you! Aren't you disgusted by me? Brothers and
sisters-"
"How can I be, when you're hurting? Oh, Leon..." She gathered him closer and he
sobbed against her chest, hating every second of it. He felt like a child all
over again, a depraved child with an erection lusting after his sister's
breasts.
"I'm so sorry," he mumbled again, as if it would erase what he'd done.
"Leon...I won't pretend this isn't a shock to me," she said. "Especially when
you know how wrong it is, but-"
"But I went ahead and did it anyway. Go ahead, shun me, hate me!"
"Quit being so melodramatic," she scolded, letting go and making him face her
fully. "Right now I'm not sure how to feel about this, but you're still my dear
little Leon and I could never hate you! I just...wish I knew what to do for you
right now."
"Just...hold me, please? I just need to know you love me, that's all I've
needed. You're always so busy with Kamui and Elise, I felt like I didn't matter
to you anymore." He swallowed, slowly calming down. "Even if I wasn't in love
with you...I just want you to notice me."
Camilla sighed, holding him to her again, stroking his back.
"I thought you didn't need me," she murmured. "You're so arrogant, you've
always acted like you've got it together. Kamui's so lonely and fragile, and
Elise is still a child...I thought you were becoming more like Marx, who needs
to handle everything on his own." She sighed again. "But maybe that was wrong
of me. You're a genius, but even geniuses have hearts...and they can get
lonely."
"I don't need you to coddle me like you do them," he said, "I just want to mean
something to you."
"You always have." She kissed the top of his head. "My sweet Leon...don't ever
be afraid to tell me if you need me. I'll always take care of you." And his
tears as well as the bruises to his pride faded...until Camilla blinked, and
Leon realized to his embarrassment that he was still hard as a rock.
"I should take a bath," he mumbled, trying to pull free of her embrace, but she
wouldn't let go. "Ah, Camilla-"
"Leon," she said, stroking his face, "when I said I'd take care of you, I meant
it." He turned bright red, freezing in her grasp.
"Please, don't. I told you how I felt, but you...you don't owe me anything,
Camilla, so don't act like you do!"
"I want to." Camilla gently pushed him back onto the bed, covering his body
with hers. "Because I love my brother, and I would do anything to take away the
pain he's had to keep bottled up for so long." Her breasts moved gently against
his chest with every breath and he failed to stifle a moan. "So just for
tonight, my dear Leon..."
He was dreaming, he had to be. Camilla would never...she loved Kamui the best,
he'd seen the way she would flirt with him. But here he was, lying beneath her,
the touch of her hand and the softness of her breasts very real.
"Sister..."
"I can't fix everything for you, Leon, I know that. But for tonight, I can ease
some of your pain..."
She kissed him, soft and tender, and Leon gave in to every urge he'd suppressed
since reaching puberty. With shaking hands he explored every curve of her body,
warm skin and the occasional scar beneath his palms; she began to take off his
loose nightshirt, and he was glad he'd forgotten to put on anything underneath
that night.
When they broke the kiss for air, he was naked and she was smiling down at him.
"Such a slender body...so delicate-looking, and such dainty hands," she
whispered. Leon's face burned and he opened his mouth to protest, but she
gently tapped his lips with her finger. "But you're beautiful. Never let anyone
make you feel otherwise."
"Sis...Camilla," he corrected himself. "I want to see you, too. If you will let
me..."
They sat up so he could undo the laces of her skimpy nightgown, letting the
fabric fall away from her to fully expose her breasts. Camilla took one of his
hands to calm him, gently placing it against her.
"I want you to touch me with these dainty hands."
By now, the rational part of him had long been smothered by raging hormones and
need and he was touching her, hearing the moans and gasps so often reserved for
someone else. Tonight, he would gladly believe they were for him.
She slipped the nightgown off the rest of the way, followed by her underwear,
and Leon had to stop for a moment to regain composure, and to look at her.
Gods, please never let me forget tonight.
He suckled her nipples, his fingers explored the soft cleft between her thighs,
her fingers tangled in his hair but before he could feel her climax she gently
pushed him away. For a moment he was afraid she was having second thoughts, and
he steeled himself for the worst.
"Your touch is amazing, Leon. But now...let me make you feel loved."
"Ah..." His heart sped up as she kissed him again, her callused hands caressing
his chest before one slid between them to take a firm hold of his painfully
hard cock. It was all he could do not to scream into the kiss and come right
there. He clung to her, whimpering against her lips, his hips rocking gently
against her touch as she stroked him slowly.
It was every dream he'd ever had of her, come to life. Even if he were still
dreaming, he would embrace it and savor every moment. His fingers tangled into
her hair as he pressed closer, her body warm against his and her strokes
growing faster, faster...
"Ah!" He broke the kiss to cry out. "Camilla, I'm..."
She let go of him, gently pushing him back again and lying atop him, and Leon's
heart nearly skipped a beat. She's going to take this all the way...I'm going
to make love with my sister, the woman I've loved more than anyone for so
long...!
"Are you ready...? If you're not comfortable going this far, I can finish you
with my hand," she whispered, gently caressing his face. Leon's hand caught
hers, squeezing tightly as he looked into her eyes. He'd never seen her look so
gentle, even for Kamui.
"Yes," he murmured. "Please, Camilla...my sister. I want to feel closer to you
than I ever have."
He felt her slick heat surrounding him as she lowered herself, taking his
virginity. They held themselves still for a moment, Camilla letting him get
used to it and Leon losing himself in the warmth of her body, her core, her
gaze...he wrapped his arm around her back, his other hand still squeezing hers
as they began to move.
It was everything he'd ever wanted. No, it was more...gentle, loving, Camilla
seeing to his comfort but letting him make her feel good, too. Gods, how he
loved her, so much words would never be enough! Moans spilled from her lips and
Leon cried out her name, like every fantasy he'd ever had only instead of his
hand it was her.
"I love you," she whispered in his ear, and his heart soared. Tears of
happiness sprang to his eyes as he thrust up into her, faster, harder,
Camilla's lips seeking out his again. When he came, he felt everything shatter
around him, heat bubbling under his skin, and braced himself for the inevitable
loneliness of waking up.
But it never came. When he drifted back down to reality she was still there,
rolling onto her side and taking him with her, cradling him to her chest.
"My sweet Leon..."
It was real. She loved him. Leon smiled, even as tears ran down his cheeks. He
felt her brush them away, her other hand caressing his back.
"Camilla," he murmured, "thank you. Even though this is only for tonight, thank
you...for making me feel so loved."
She grinned a little, the tip of her nose brushing his.
"Who says we have to stop at tonight?" Leon blushed deeply, unsure he'd heard
her correctly.
"Camilla, you..."
"You feel amazing, Leon, and there's much more I need to show you...if you'll
allow it, of course," she whispered, and he felt the familiar heat rising in
him.
"You know I could never refuse you anything, sister."
"Good." She kissed his forehead. "And from now on, no more crying alone. I'll
make you feel better any time you need it, okay?"
"Thank you," he said again, closing his eyes and nestling further into her
embrace. The gravity of just what she'd done for him, and would continue to do,
was fully settling in. She could have simply given him a hug and wished him the
best in moving on, but she'd gone the extra mile to ease the pain. And not just
out of obligation, either...she truly loved him.
He fell into a peaceful slumber, lulled by the warmth of her arms and the
pattering of the rain outside.
End Notes
     I found the revelation of Leon's feelings for his sister very heart-
     tugging. Canonically this could obviously never happen, but I liked
     the idea of him not only having his desires fulfilled, but Camilla
     being the sort of loving sister who would do anything to ease
     someone's pain.
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