One otherwise normal day in Castle Askr, Anna gathered every adult Hero in the Order of Heroes into the war room for an urgent meeting. Confused murmurs and wary glances were exchanged across the room; not even Alfonse and Sharena were aware of what Anna planned to discuss. Earlier, Alfonse had asked Kiran if she knew what the commander was up to; she only responded with a reddened face and her eyes to the ground which worried the prince more than he already had been.
Once all the Heroes were gathered inside, Anna rose from her chair and cleared her throat. The crowd’s whispers died down as Anna began, “Everyone here? Excellent.” Anna stood tall and continued, “As you all know, the war against Muspell has been stressful on all of us, to the point where our performance on the battlefield has declined.” A few Heroes nodded silently in agreement. “So, as a stress reliever of sorts, the Summoner and I have come up with a solution.” Anna gestured to Kiran with a flourish, “Take it away, Kiran!”
She slowly rose up from her seat with her head bowed and her hood pulled over half of her face. She fidgeted with her coat as she spoke, “So, um, our solution to this problem… is, uh--” She glanced over to Anna; she nodded and gave her two thumbs up. Kiran sighed. There was no way out of this one. She took a deep breath and puffed out her chest, “I’m gonna be the Order of Heroes’ cum dump!”
For a moment, everyone in the room was speechless; even Anna didn’t expect Kiran to phrase it like that. It took a few seconds for Kiran to fully process the words that came out of her mouth. When she finally did, she collapsed back into her seat with her face buried in her hands and face-desked.
Somewhere in the middle of the audience, Niles piped up, “Care to repeat that, Summoner? I couldn’t quite hear you.”
“Shut it, Niles!” Kiran let out a muffled yell.
Anna blinked at Kiran, still dumbfounded, then turned her attention back to the Heroes, “Yes. Well. As Kiran said--kind of--she will be offering her body as a tool to release any built-up tension you may have.” She cleared her throat and continued, “To make this as organized and fair as possible, there will be a sign-up sheet by the entrance to the wine cellar to reserve a time slot between 9 p.m. and 2 a.m. for each night this month. For now, please do not sign up for more than one slot. Also, please read the rules and guidelines posted next to the sign-up sheet. Any questions can come to me or Kiran. You are all dismissed.”
The Heroes exited the room with varied levels of enthusiasm. Kiran could hear many of them screaming at each other about time slots and the wine cellar as they left. As the room emptied, Kiran thought back to her conversation with Anna a couple weeks ago and how this whole mess began.
“Listen, Kiran,” began Anna as she ate the food off her plate, “Heroes naturally gravitate to you because of Breidablik’s power. I’m just saying we should use that power to our benefit.”
“I dunno, Anna,” Kiran played with her dinner. “I mean I wouldn’t mind doing this for the army’s sake, but don’t you think this is a little…?”
“If it’s your health that’s a concern, I promise we’ll have our best physicians and healers check up on you each day,” Anna took another bite, “And I know you, Kiran. You’ve been waiting for an opportunity like this, you big ol’ perv!”
Kiran practically slammed her utensils down on the table, “Anna, please!”
"Don't give me that," Anna pointed her spoon at Kiran, “C’mon, there’s gotta be at least one Hero you’d want to get in bed with, right?”
Although Anna was correct, Kiran wouldn’t admit it out loud any time soon. There were… multiple Heroes Kiran wanted to have sex with, sure. The commander herself and the Askran prince and princess weren’t exempt from that long list either. However, she was still hesitant; Kiran mulled it over in her head.
The thought of every Hero in the Order coming into her chambers one by one to pleasure themselves with her body ran through her mind. Their hands caressing every inch of her, a finger or a cock pumping in and out of her, the moans of pleasure echoing in the room… Kiran’s knees grew weak. Hell, why stop at just one Hero at a time? What about threesomes? Foursomes? A whole damn orgy could happen and Kiran would enjoy every minute of it. Not to mention all the kinky fantasies she’s had about various Heroes dominating her. Or the Heroes she’d dominate--
“Your flushed face tells me you like the idea,” Anna’s voice interrupted Kiran’s train of thought.
Kiran’s eyes widened. She cleared her throat and spooned another bite of dinner into her mouth, “W-Well, I’m not against it.”
“Great!” Anna beamed, “Let’s discuss this more in my chambers after we’re done here. I want to make sure this is as pleasurable for you as it is for the rest of the Order.”
Kiran groaned at the memory. Even back then, she knew this was a bad idea, but at the same time…
“You still there, Kiran?” Anna playfully poked the back of Kiran’s head.
She looked up at Anna with a blank face. Anna gave Kiran a reassuring pat on the shoulder and sighed, “Well, you certainly laid that on thick.” she winked, “I guess there’s no beating around the bush when it comes to something like this, huh?”
Kiran sat up and shook her head, “I don’t know what I was thinking.” She looked around the room, “Hey, where’s Alfonse and Sharena? I’m surprised they didn’t stick around and try to scold us about this.”
Anna giggled, “I’m guessing you didn’t see Alfonse bolt out the door and Sharena chase after him as soon as the meeting ended?”
“I’d never expect Alfonse of all people to be excited about something like this.” said Kiran.
Anna cocked an eyebrow at Kiran, “Do you not know--” she stopped herself and chuckled, “Oh, Kiran, I’m so glad you’re not as dense when you’re strategizing.”
Kiran furrowed her brow, “What’s that supposed to--”
Anna shook her head, “Think nothing of it.” She started walking toward the door and waved goodbye, “Have a good rest of your day, Kiran. And make sure you prepare yourself for tonight.” With a wink, Anna left the room and shut the door behind her.
Kiran rested her head on her hand, nursing a newly formed headache, “Hopefully the first person will be gentle…”