Disclaimer: Suikoden II and its characters are property of Konami and I do not own them, nor do I do this for profit. Any similarity to actual people, names, and/or events is coincidental and unintentional. This story contains situations and scenes not suitable for minors so if you are not yet an adult then stop reading.
This story was originally requested by Terpfen at the Greyarchive forum. Terpfen also supplied ideas for the storyline.
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Etoile Volante
A Suikoden II Fanfic
By: Ninja Gaijin
As Riou and the half-asleep Nanami left for the night, Leona emerged from the back of the tavern counter, checking on Viktor, who was still sitting in front of the table, holding an empty beer mug.
Leona“I heard the whole story,” Leona said. “I don’t know if it could help Riou make up his mind, though.”
A lot of things had happened in a very short period of time for all of them. Viktor had been in charge of a mercenary fort defending the city-state of Muse, a member of the Jowston City-States, and Leona had been the barkeep at the fort. Shortly after Viktor rescued three youths from Highland from execution, the mercenary fort was attacked by the bloodthirsty Prince Luca Blight of Highland, who wanted to conquer Jowston City-States. Viktor and the others escaped to Muse City, but not long after they settled, Highland armies advance to Muse. Assassination of Anabelle, mayor of Muse, left the city in disarray and Highland took the chance to overrun Muse City. Again, Viktor and company were forced to flee, across the Dunan Lake to another Jowston member state, South Window. There, Viktor was asked by Granmeyer, mayor of South Window, to take care of the abandoned town of North Window, Viktor’s own hometown. North Window Castle had been infested with ghosts, zombies, and Neclord, an immortal vampire who liked to kidnap young girls. Neclord fled without a fight. The ghastly beings had also gone with the flight of their lord, and the castle had been cleaned and refurbished for occupation. However, while Viktor was busy in North Window, Highland armies advance to South Window and Granmeyer was executed. North Window Castle was then attacked by Highland army troops led by General Solon Jhee, but thanks to the military genius of a Radat trader named Shu, Solon Jhee was defeated.
Riou, one of the Highland youths that Viktor had rescued, was instrumental in the victory against Solon Jhee. Shu instructed Riou to lead a unit to ambush Solon Jhee; the ambush was a success and it had demoralized the attackers enough to make their main troops retreat.
That was a few days ago. But both Leona and Viktor would not forget the hero’s welcome that greeted Riou’s return to North Window after Highlanders retreat. South Window soldiers and civilians line the streets, all cheering for the boy who saved them from certain annihilation by Highland. They had also learned that Riou was the adopted son of deceased Jowston champion, Genkaku. What’s more, Riou was the bearer of the Bright Shield Rune; Genkaku had bore that life-giving half of the True Rune of Beginning. Soldiers in Riou’s company, the ones who had to ambush General Solon Jhee, testified about the healing powers of Bright Shield. Solon was an experienced warrior; his unit was actually able to hold on against Riou’s ambush, and it had been Riou’s unit who suffered more damage after their first charge. But then Riou’s soldiers saw the miracle of the Bright Shield Rune. When they were lying broken, dying from wounds, the power of Bright Shield engulfed them, healing all injuries, restoring their strength, giving them a second chance to pick up their weapons, scream their battle oath, and fought back against Highland soldiers. This miraculous revival shocked Solon Jhee’s soldiers so much that they lost their will to fight, and Solon was forced to flee.
Afterwards, everyone decided that they will make an organized stand, an army against Highland. Shu suggested that Riou should become the leader of the army. Everyone agreed but Riou’s older sister Nanami. Riou himself did not say much (he never talked much anyway) but he seemed to be hesitating. Then Viktor decided to tell Riou and Nanami the story of Genkaku, in order to help Riou make up his mind.
During the past hour, Viktor told Riou and Nanami about Genkaku. It was late, and Nanami dozed to sleep halfway through the story. So Viktor decided that they had heard enough and let Riou leave to think about it. Had there been more time, Viktor would have told Riou about Tir McDohl, another True Rune bearer, who had lead an army to liberate the Scarlet Moon Empire.
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“I hope Riou would understand. I can sense something miraculous about him, something that could inspire hope for all of us,” Leona said. “As a barkeep, I can only do so much. But Riou? He may not realize it, but he could do greater things than us. Maybe even defeat Luca Blight and avenge the people of Toto.” Toto, Leona’s hometown, was destroyed by Luca Blight’s army earlier on.
Leona saw Viktor grinning from ear to ear. “Heh, it’s not like you to talk that seriously,” Viktor said. “Frankly, I’m a bit tired of serious stuff lately… can’t we just relax, now that we have some place to call home?”
Leona chuckled. She thought she should forgive Viktor for this one; after all, Viktor had gone through a lot lately. The best she could do would not be to engage him in more serious discussion, but to do what she had always done. As she’s in charge of the tavern, her main job is to help people relax.
And Viktor was a special one.
“Hey,” Leona said, as she bent down to pick something up from behind the bar, “have you noticed that exactly one year ago, at this same date, we met for the first time?”
“Do we?” Viktor murmured, as he glanced to his empty beer glass and then to Leona, asking for a refill. “I can’t remember the exact date, but I’ll just believe you. Could you fill this for me?”
Leona slipped past the bar and walked towards Viktor, carrying a bottle of liquor. “I got this from Shu. Arrack from the Island Nations. It was in his South Window storehouse, but Shu said he won’t be trading for some time, so I bought some of his exports. Let’s see how it tastes like. To celebrate our one year anniversary,” she said, as she opened the bottle and poured its dark brown contents into Viktor’s glass. She poured some for herself too.
“Cheers,” they both exclaimed. Viktor downed it in one gulp. Instantly he felt like his head got hit by a hammer.
“Tchah! What the hell did they put in that thing?” Viktor seemed genuinely surprised by the sharpness of the taste, but there was something in that drink that made him to feel… different. “Tastes weird, but I think I’ll have more. Hit me another one!”
Leona poured another glass. “It was you hitting on me back then, wasn’t it?” she said seductively. Viktor just grinned.
“Ha-ha… come on… it’s not like that it’s unusual for you at that time, right?” he tried to get away. “I mean, you were working as a barmaid in that… place… so I guess…”
“…that I’m open to every drunken bloke’s advance. Right,” Leona said, as she sipped her own drink. She knew about the drink, the Island Nations arrack; people say the arrack brewers attach Phero runes on its maturing vats. The Phero rune happened to have stimulating effects…
“Umm, that’s not what I meant,” Viktor said, still with a silly grin, “…I admit I’ve been having one beer too many then, but look where it got us. You left that place for my fort, and now you got yourself a new tavern right here.” With that he finished his second helping.
Leona smiled. One and a half years ago, she started to work as a barmaid in a rather seedy tavern in Toto; she did not actually like the job, but she had been beset by financial difficulties, and that tavern offered a modest salary and an opportunity for tips and extra incomes. While working there, she did not just serve drinks; she also had to sit with guests and entertain them as they drank. One day, a mercenary captain named Viktor came, and he drank like a fish. Leona happened to be the one sent to sit with Viktor and served him.
“So I guess I should thank you for wrecking that place, then?” Leona said, after finishing her first glass, and refilling another. Viktor was almost drunk then, when a bunch of rowdy customers came and demanded Leona to sit with them. She’d been a favourite of regulars then, because she was the best-looking barmaid in that tavern. The men tried to drag Leona away from Viktor’s table, and of course Viktor had something to say about that. A fight ensued, and afterwards Viktor left the bar, staggering but unhurt, leaving a mess of bloody noses, black eyes, and broken furniture behind. And a frightened but impressed barmaid.
“Hehe, I guess so,” Viktor said. He felt his body heating up. “What is it with this bloody arrack? Hit me another.”
“Good thing you mentioned needing someone to take care of stuff on the merc fort,” Leona continued, feeling the arrack effects beginning to take hold on herself. “You already knew how I got kicked out of that place afterwards because they thought I would attract trouble. Trouble comes in the form of a drunken bear-man.”
Viktor laughed. “Come now, I was glad you decided to show up a few days after. In that dress, to boot. I’m happy you continued to dress like that until now.”
Leona blushed. She started wearing those long silken red one-piece dresses with long slits up her leg when she worked in that tavern, as the owner ordered the barmaids so. During that fateful first encounter with Viktor, he half-drunkenly said he liked how she dressed. Afterwards, Viktor forgot that he had said that, but Leona never did, and she continued to dress like that while working at the mercenary fort tavern, managing food and beverage needs. But now he had said it again.
“Well, finally you get the message,” Leona said, her hand reaching for Viktor’s. “Took you so long, but I’m happy to hear that.”
The comment hit Viktor like a ton of bricks on his head. He finally got the message. He left an impression in the barmaid’s mind, and she had worked hard to make a point, but he had been too blockheaded to understand. So that was why Leona continued to dress up, trying to look elegant and beautiful, even though she had been working in a shabby mercenary fort. She had hoped to catch his eye again, without saying it straightforwardly, and just then did he realize it.
Viktor felt a little regret as he remembered what had happened during the past year. There had been a woman on his mind—but she was not Leona. She was Anabelle of Muse. Their feelings might be mutual, but somehow Viktor was always worried that he won’t be a good match for Anabelle: she’s the leader of a state while he’s a ruffian that depended on his guts to live. And somehow he felt he would never be able to settle; he had been adventuring for years, never staying in any place for too long, whereas Anabelle had a city she’s attached to, one she most likely would not leave for any reason.
The tragic death of Anabelle truly saddened Viktor. But he remembered, it was Leona who consoled him as he agonized about it on their flight to South Window.
She was always there, for him. Patiently, consistently. Even though he had not been giving enough attention.
Viktor felt a rush of blood to his head as he downed yet another glass of the potent arrack. He was usually able to hold his drink, but this one had strange effects… he wondered if Leona had already planned something when she pulled the bottle out from the back of the bar. Leona stood up and walked towards Viktor. And she sat on the table, right in front of Viktor, her ivory-coloured thighs resting against the wood.
Viktor could swear he never saw Leona that gorgeous before, although she was basically dressed the same way she usually did. Was it the arrack, or was he just not paying enough attention all this time? The red silk dress seemed to shimmer under the light, accentuating her curves, especially her slender waist and her shapely hips. The red flower ornament stuck to her high chignon-styled hair matched her seductive scarlet lips. And those long legs of hers… Viktor realized that after so long, only then did he got so close to Leona.
“You know… I was waiting for you to say that again. You might have forgotten, but I don’t.”
And at the end of that last sentence she leaned forward and kissed Viktor on the lips. Her kiss tasted just like the arrack they’d tasted, and her hands went around Viktor’s body, embracing him.
“Leona… I…“ After Leona broke the kiss, Viktor hesitated, not knowing what to do.
“Sorry… but I hope you’ll forgive my indulgence…” Leona whispered, her voice as intoxicating as the poison she had served.
“G-go ahead… I don’t mind…” Viktor decided that he would let Leona do whatever she wanted.
“I hope it won’t be a bother to you if I get… too feisty,” Leona smiled naughtily, her beautiful face flushed passionately. Her hand made its way to Viktor’s crotch, and sure enough, it found a raging bulge behind the fabric.
Leona whispered in her mind, “Sorry… Anabelle…” and she kissed Viktor again, as her hand rubbed the bulge, feeling its warmth and size. Viktor complied and let the barmaid lead. Leona continued to stroke Viktor’s crotch as her tongue wrestled with his. Viktor wondered at what point in their previous conversation did he start having a boner, but he was never one to think about things for too long, and he could feel his mind going blank, surrendering to the amorous emotions incited by the arrack and the woman who had served it. He could feel passion building and burning his loins. Passion… for Leona. He never realized until now.
“May I?” asked Leona, and without waiting for an answer she started to unfasten Viktor’s belt. Leona got off the table and knelt beside Viktor’s seat, and then she fumbled around Viktor’s waist. A few moments later she managed to release Viktor’s dick, which was already erect.
“Oh my… I know you’re a big guy, so I kinda imagined that you shouldn’t be disappointing down here. Turns out it’s so fucking huge!” Leona said that as she held Viktor’s erection with one hand while rubbing her cheek onto the shaft. Her tongue reached from the edge of her mouth, its tip touching the surface of Viktor’s cock, as she continued to rub her cheek. Leona then moved her head downwards and her mouth found Viktor’s sack of balls down there. Her other hand joined the play as it grabbed Viktor’s nut sack from below and pushed his balls to her eager mouth. Leona bit them lightly and flicked them with her tongue, while continuing to stroke Viktor’s shaft.
“Uhh... Leona… Leona…” Viktor could say nothing else, his mind still trying to make sense of the things happening right in front of him, but his body already knew what to expect. Leona was teasing and licking his balls, every now and then tickling the base of his cock. After some time she stopped and stood.
“Oh Viktor… can you see this?” Leona said, with a longing voice, pulling up the front of her dress. Either she had somehow taken her panties off, or she wasn’t wearing any from the start, but Viktor could see her wet pussy right away.
“Y-you’re…” Viktor stuttered.
“I’m so fucking wet right now,” Leona whispered, one hand lifting the hem of her dress, the other one starting to play with her own clit. “I’m wet like this because of you, Viktor. Please. I’m such a horny slut. I’ll be your slut, Viktor.” Her voice got huskier as she continued teasing her clit while talking dirty. Viktor did not realize Leona could talk nasty like that; but the lewd words only made him more aroused.
Leona got bolder as she straddled Viktor’s lap. Viktor leaned back as Leona got all over him, kissing him passionately. Leona brushed aside the back of her dress and rubbed Viktor’s raging erection against her ass crack. Viktor’s hands reached Leona’s hips.
“I want you to fuck me, baby,” Leona said, as she held Viktor’s cheeks and stared sharply into Viktor’s eyes. “Make me your slut. Please fuck this slut real hard!”
And he knew then he wanted her, too.
Leona reached down and guided Viktor’s cock into her cunt. She closed her eyes as the large head started to split her gash, pushing its wet walls aside. Viktor moved in, a little at a time, fearing that his size might hurt Leona. But she did seem to enjoy the slow entrance, whispering “Oh yeah baby” and “It’s in me” as his cock intruded into her most intimate parts.
“Ahnnn… your huge thing is inside me,” Leona exclaimed, her face grimaced with pleasure. She put her hands on Viktor’s shoulders as she started to move her hips up and down. The feeling of his enormous shaft grinding against her pussy walls was intensely pleasuring; she moaned and grunted as she humped his cock ever faster.
“Ah! Yeah! Oh yeah! So good! So fucking good!”
Viktor decided to move, thrusting up against Leona’s humping, fucking her harder. He impatiently jerked open the upper part of Leona’s dress, popping out a few buttons in the process. Leona’s upper torso came into view and Viktor pushed her closer onto himself. Leona writhed and moaned in Viktor’s mighty bear hug as her fair-sized breasts got flattened over Viktor’s chest. She returned the favour by opening Viktor’s shirt, revealing his hairy muscular chest. All the while, their hips never stop moving, and Leona continued talking nasty.
“Oh! Yeah! Like that. Fuck this slut like that! I’m such a whore! Ah!”
Viktor’s thrusts got harder, but then Leona stopped. She quickly got off Viktor’s lap. Before he managed to grab her, she stepped back a little, and moved towards the bar.
“Uh… Leona?” Viktor was dumbfounded, slightly annoyed by the interruption.
In front of the bar, Leona turned around so her back faced Viktor. She bent forward and stuck out her supple ass towards Viktor. She licked her left hand fingers; after they were wet, she brought her left hand over her ass and plunged her left middle finger inside her asshole.
“Uhh… uhh… yeah… Viktor… please…”
Viktor got up the chair and approached her from behind, stroking his unsatisfied erection. He watched in amazement as Leona teased her own asshole, while at the same time admiring her long, shapely legs and her firm ass.
“This slut wants to be fucked in the ass,” Leona beckoned while panting because of her own teasing. “C’mon babe… I want that big cock of yours inside my ass… Fuck my slutty ass!”
And that pushed Viktor over the edge. He took position between her spread legs and without giving any warning, he rammed his meat into her asshole.
“SHIT?! UHH!! YYYESSS!!!”
Leona was actually surprised by Viktor’s rough entrance and she shrieked because of the sudden pain. She tried to compose herself but Viktor, who had decided to be more proactive, had begun pumping her ass hard and fast, barely giving her time to take control.
“OH…! Y-youUH! FUCK! So… hard… OH! No… UGHH! Wait… UHUHH!”
It was Leona’s turn to get overwhelmed by Viktor’s relentless action, her mind so bombarded by pleasure that she could not even master her own body. She gripped the bar hard, her head flailed about as she screamed in pain-edged ecstasy.
“MY ASS!!!” she wailed. “You’re… IN MY ASS! So… friggin’ great… AHH!! You’re… RAPING MY ASS!! AH! AHH! AAHHH! SO BIG! IT’S FUCKING MY ASS!”
Viktor only got more eager after hearing that, and he slapped her ass. Leona answered by screaming “SPANK ME! SPANK THIS SLUT!” Viktor continued ploughing into Leona’s ass, and he started to feel he could no longer hold it in.
“Leona… I… I’m gonna…”
Upon hearing that, Leona tried to let go. Viktor kept holding onto her waist, but she said, “…Not inside! Agh! I want you… oh! Cum on my face. I want it on my face!”
Viktor released her and pulled out suddenly with a sudden pop, his cock leaving a trail of liquid in her gaping asshole. Leona immediately turned and knelt in front of Viktor, quickly taking his still erect cock in her mouth, not caring that the meat shaft was in her shithole just moments ago.
“Wha…? Leona…?” Viktor seemed surprised by her unreserved action, but his mind soon got swamped by the warm and ticklish sensation of her mouth and tongue, accompanied by her hands teasing his balls and even his asshole. He could almost hear her say “That’s it, give it to me,” and “I love your nasty cock,” between her sucking and licking, but he’d had too much.
Leona released Viktor’s cock and immediately put her face right at the target. He unloaded all over her made-up face, his white seed defiling her powdered cheeks, tarnishing her dark curving eyebrows, sticking across her cherry-red lips. He had not been with a woman for quite some time, not with everything that had happened recently, and he felt like unloading several years’ worth of sperm over Leona’s face. Viktor was not a man who thinks a lot about his actions, but at least he had realized what Leona felt for him for some time, and although he was still confused, part of his mind was glad about the realization.
As she felt Viktor’s seed hit her face, Leona also came, shuddering lightly, enjoying the moment. She had been waiting for this moment for some time, and she had been doing things to make it happen, from wearing the dress that Viktor said he liked to getting Viktor to drink that arrack, but in the end, the feeling was worth the trouble.
And then the tavern door opened…
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Rikimaru the hefty swordsman was thinking that he’d get something to drink at Leona’s, but when he opened the tavern door without knocking, he discovered a most surprising situation.
He saw Viktor, naked, and Leona, also naked and kneeling in front of Viktor, and Viktor was cumming all over Leona’s face.
But Rikimaru was a cool person, and he did not freak out or anything. He just stood there, grinning with his hands on his hips, watching the two got surprised by his presence, and gave a casual remark.
“Hehe, can I join, guys?”
Viktor was stupefied. On the other hand, Leona’s cum-soaked smile hinted that she did not mind…
THE END?
Author’s notes: There you go, hope you guys like it. The title ‘Etoile Volante’ was the French translation of Leona’s star, Chihi (Flying Star). Why that title? Dunno, just randomness. Send all feedback, suggestions, flames, angry threats etc. to
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