3 Rhongomyniad (Grand Order)

He realized he was in a rut long before he actually did anything about it. But then, to be fair, he'd given himself responsibilities in the two places he'd first visited. He wasn't an absentee father by any means, which meant frequent visits to Mab and Titania, and the daughters that they'd both born for him. As Emperor of the Sidhe, Shirou was definitely an absentee ruler, but his presence was nevertheless felt through the Queens of Winter and Summer… and their frequent pregnancies, as every time he visited it was almost certain that he would breed both Mab and Titania again.

Meanwhile, Salem's first rapid pregnancy had led to a daughter that had her thanking Shirou with tears of pure and utter joy streaming down her face. She'd then begged him for another, which he had of course given her, quite happy to do so. This is how Shirou exists for decades, taking care of his children, breeding the three Queens that he's managed to mind break into his loyal, loving cock-sluts, and wandering a bit in the interim.

But he's not really looking, is the problem. Oh sure, he might take a trip or two, but it's completely at a whim. It's not by fate, like the trips to the Nevernever and the Grimmlands were. Those, he felt drawn to, those he was guided to. He hadn't felt anything like that in a while though… or rather, he hadn't allowed himself to feel anything like that in a while.

He'd let himself get distracted, hadn't he? He'd allowed himself to get drawn into the responsibilities of being a father. And if he didn't do something about it, he would continue to be distracted for not just decades, but likely centuries. After all, due to the insistence of his three Slut-Queens, they were almost always pregnant with fresh children from him. But now the eldest were adults in their own right, and Shirou knew that if he let it happen, they would draw him into an incestuous cycle that would never ever end.

Not that he would necessarily mind that sort of thing, but Artoria was waiting for him. He couldn't possibly abandon the search now. Which meant he likely had to move on… or rather, focus up again. He would still never ever be an absentee father… but it was time to let fate guide his hand once more and see where that led him.

It doesn't take long for rumors to reach Shirou's ears, once he actually begins to actively search again. He finds himself entering into a singularity that's spawned off of a version of his own home dimension. The singularity is trying so very hard to become the one true history, and as Shirou wanders through it, he finds himself wondering if the people within it don't deserve a chance at life once more.

But then he hears word of a Holy City and a Lion King, and he decides to seek that out as well. He expects to find Richard the Lionheart, truth be told. It all sounds like it adds up to him, it all makes sense based on what he knows. But when he arrives in front of a Holy City to find it's King on horseback outside of the gates, it's not Richard the Lionheart. And truth be told… it's not a King at all.

Trumpets sound, and an announcer screams the titles and epithets of the Holy City's ruler. The only one that truly sticks for Shirou is the declaration of godhood. The goddess Rhongomyniad, she is labeled. And she is… beautiful. Dressed in regal, shimmering armor as well as blue regalia, with a knight's helm atop her head, she looks down upon him with what he can only assume are assessing eyes from atop her steed. Even as, at the same time, she sits in front of all of her forces, the armies of the city and of her arrayed before him.

Shirou grins, just a little bit, and spreads his arms wide, palms open.

"All this… for me?"

Even as he downplays himself, he can't help but feel like this Rhongomyniad is familiar. She's a voluptuous, curvaceous woman, just like the three Queens he's broken and bred so far. Is this just another to be added to the pile? The armored goddess holds a spear in her hands, a glorious looking weapon to be sure. Shirou refrains from analyzing it quite yet, enjoying the mystery, at least for the moment.

"Your power could be felt from far away, Outsider. Tell me, what would you have with me and my Kingdom?"

Chuckling in a self-deprecating manner, Shirou just shakes his head.

"I'm just visiting. I don't have any designs on you or your city."

Perhaps that's not entirely true, he's not sure yet. And perhaps this goddess, this Rhongomyniad can sense that uncertainty and thread of dishonesty in his voice because she dismounts from her horse and stamps the butt of her spear into the ground.

"A challenge! We will fight, and we will see if you are worthy of entering this holy city!"

There's a rustling from the soldiers behind her, and Shirou can feel the tension but also the excitement in the air. This goddess commands the absolute loyalty and adoration of her men, that much is certain. On the one hand, they are afraid for her. On the other, they would never dare disobey her… and each and every one of them is excited to see her fight, to see her win… to see her put him in his place.

Chuckling a little, Shirou rolls his shoulders in a bit of a half shrug.

"Very well, but I should warn you… I'm no longer entirely human."

The goddess merely cocks her helmeted head to the side at that, and twirls around her gorgeous spear, the light flashing off of it as she comes to a stop in a fighting stance with the spear aimed at his chest.

"Then you will be a good match for a goddess."

With that, the battle is joined. Almost as quickly as it begins though, it comes to a swift end. Ultimately, Shirou has no desire to have some drawn out fight with this Goddess Knight or whatever she is. In the end, all he wants is to know who she is and why she's so familiar to him. He wants to know who he's fighting… so he goes for a quick strike with a manifested sword to slice her helmet right off of her head in a rapid motion.

Of course, upon seeing the face of his beloved Artoria hidden beneath the goddess Rhongomyniad's helm, Shirou freezes up. Rhongomyniad strikes him in turn, unable to halt her motion. Her spear strikes him in a way close to how he was struck by Berserker, so long ago. But of course, he's no longer human. It does no damage to Shirou, even as he reaches out and caresses Artoria's face. For a moment, the goddess Rhongomyniad is stunned, flinching at the soft, gentle touch. And yet, she does not draw back… instead, she leans into it.

"Artoria… I submit. I could never harm you."

Eyes flash with knowledge and realization, and to Shirou's sheer delight, memory. The goddess' eyes widen as she pulls her spear back, not that it'd done any damage in the first place.

"Shirou Emiya…"

The reunion scene isn't quite as tearful as it could be, only because it's obvious that Rhongomyniad's emotions aren't that strong any longer. And yet, she does look apologetic and regretful.

"I… I'm sorry I did not wait for you."

Shirou just laughs at that.

"Who would you be if you had? You aren't the kind of woman to sit on your thumbs and wait. I never stopped searching though."

That's all Artoria needs, the goddess lancing forward and kissing him, her massive breasts pressing up against Shirou's chest as the two of them embrace lovingly. Needless to say, Shirou can feel the jealousy and killing intent radiating off of the armies behind his beloved as they watch their goddess makeout with him. He might not be human anymore… but he still can't resist flipping them off over her shoulder, even as he kisses his lover for all he's worth.

Things quickly move from the front of the holy city to Artoria's castle. More specifically, her bedroom. In mere moments, the goddess Rhongomyniad is stripped awake along with her armor, her regalia, her crown. All that's left is Artoria Pendragon in the buff, naked and nude and voluptuous and curvaceous in the extreme. She takes him by his hands and leads him to her bed, laying back and allowing him to crawl over her. She spreads her legs for him and cries out softly as his cock pierces her, penetrating her deeply.

What follows is not fucking but lovemaking. The two of them have passionate but gentle sex, embracing one another, kissing one another, holding each other as they both try desperately to make up for lost time by losing themselves in the other. Shirou's cock slides in and out of Artoria's slit as he takes her, spreading her wide but never truly forcing its way in. He's slow with her, savoring her, enjoying every bit of her gorgeous body beneath his as she in turn wraps herself around him and moans into his mouth, all the way to their eventual mutual completion.

Of course, in the afterglow of their lovemaking, as the sensation of nirvana fades away and they both have time to think, they come to a realization in the same moment. It's… a sad one, but not enough to make them fully pull away from each other or anything like that. Shirou does draw back a bit though, still cuddling with Artoria but now far enough away to look her in her eyes, even as she smiles sadly at him and caresses his cheek with a palm.

"You're… not my Artoria."

The goddess Rhongomyniad shakes her head.

"And you're not my Shirou."

Shirou's lips turn downwards into a frown. How cruel was fate, that it had pulled him here only to tease him? Why would it show him this version of his beloved, rather than letting him find his actual Artoria? It hurt… it hurt so badly. As if able to sense his despair, as if able to feel his sadness, Rhongomyniad opens her mouth to offer some sort of platitudes, though what words she could offer that would help, Shirou couldn't possibly begin to guess at. And they would never know either, because just as she's starting to say something, the entire castle shakes and rocks with an explosion of force.

Both of them are up and out of the bed in an instant, the goddess' armor flowing onto her body immediately, even as Shirou frowns, focusing on manifesting his own clothing. Rhongomyniad doesn't look surprised, even as the helm closes over her determined face and she grasps her spear tightly in one hand.

"What is it? What's happening?"

Turning her helmeted gaze in his direction, the warrior goddess snarls.

"They're here to destroy us. To destroy our world. I must go and fight."

As she leaves the bedroom, as she leaves him, Shirou realizes why exactly he's here. He'd almost forgotten, in his happiness over finding what he thought to be his Artoria, and then his despair upon realizing it wasn't her. This was not a real world. It was a singularity branching off of an alternate dimension of his home, and whatever was causing it was likely causing untold stress on the actual 'real' world.

And yet, just as he'd been thinking before he'd even arrived at this city's gates, why did the people in this singularity not deserve to live? Why did Rhongomyniad not deserve a chance at happiness, a chance of finding her Shirou? An expression of resolve and determination spreads across his face as well, as he finally realizes exactly why fate brought him to this place.

With but a moment's thought, Shirou joins the battle. He's momentarily shocked at what he sees, a vast array of Servants destroying the armies of the holy city and fighting their way through to the castle itself where Rhongomyniad is doing her level best to hold them off. But drawing on his abilities, Shirou is able to give himself the knowledge to understand what's going on here swiftly enough.

Chaldea. That is the name of this organization hellbent on destroying this alternate version of his beloved's home. They're tasked with closing all of the singularities, not just this one, and in doing so they destroy everyone inside of those singularities as a simple side effect. But they don't care, because they're fighting for their own world, for their own human race.

Unfortunately for all of them, Shirou has already made his choice. The last thing he notes before he moves is that Archer stands among the summoned Servants of Chaldea. Because he sees this, Archer is one of the only three left standing by the time Shirou is done. Everyone else… dies. Though given that they're all summoned Servants, can it really be called death? They're certainly removed from the battlefield though, vanishing into motes of light as he sends all of them back to the Throne of Heroes where they belong.

By the time Shirou is done, only three people are still standing. He's left Archer for last… but also, to his mild surprise, the Chaldea Master still lives as well, shielded by their constant companion, a strange demiservant known as Shielder. Seeing as how Rhongomyniad is advancing upon them, it seems clear to Shirou that neither the demiservant nor her Master is long for this world, so he ignores them and turns his attention solely onto Archer.

The white-haired Servant is staring at him with wide eyes, his red trench coat hiding the bloodstains as he grits his teeth.

"You…"

Shirou just smiles a pitying smile at the other man, at the other version of himself.

"Me."

"H-How? How can you be here? How can you be with h-her?"

Shirou looks over to Rhongomyniad and hums, enjoying her beauty as she eviscerates those that would destroy her world.

"I'm not. Not truly. She's… not the right one."

He turns back to Archer at that and his smile becomes sharper.

"But I'm still looking. And I won't ever stop, you can trust me on that. I won't ever become like you."

Those words are all Archer needs to hear, the white-haired man collapsing to his knees and hanging his head in silent acceptance of his death. Shirou decapitates him without another word, ending his life quickly out of respect for what Archer once was, NOT what he'd become. He was a man who'd given up… who'd let himself be trapped. Shirou could guaranteed that he would never be like him.

As he's turning away from Archer's corpse, Rhongomyniad collides with him. Her helmet is removed as she kisses him heatedly, and the two are much more aggressive this time, amidst the blood-filled battlefield, each of them filled with lust and desire. They tear at each other's clothes and armor, ripping it off of each other until they're both naked. As the beautiful, voluptuous goddess clings to him heatedly, she looks at him with Artoria's eyes and Artoria's face, but not Artoria's body, licking her lips heatedly.

"Breed me… I want you to breed me right here, on this battlefield. Take me, my King… take me and give me the child my Shirou cannot!"

In the end, how can he possibly deny such a heartfelt request? With a growl, Shirou grabs Rhongomyniad by her hair and pulls her in to a much rougher, deeper kiss than before. His tongue wrestles her tongue into submission, even as his free hand goes to her backside, grabbing and squeezing her ass. He hikes one of her legs up the side of his body and then slams his cock into her while they stand there in the middle of the battlefield, ramming into her quim with much more force than before.

There's nothing gentle or slow about the way he fucks her now. The two of them are much too aroused, much too filled with aggression and bloodlust to care about romance or lovemaking at this point. They've just survived a battle for the fate of this world, after all, they've just taken on all comers and destroyed them all. The goddess Rhongomyniad herself has ended Chaldea's mission with Shirou's help, dooming the alternate version of his home dimension… but saving this world that she resides in, saving her people and her kingdom.

They celebrate there, amidst the carnage. Shirou fucks Rhongomyniad standing up and eventually fills this voluptuous, more curvaceous form of Artoria Pendragon with another thick load of his cum. He pumps it into her for several long moments… and then pulls out and drags the beautiful goddess down to the ground, flipping her onto her front and pulling her up onto her hands and knees.

He takes her like that, doggystyle, slamming into her from behind again and again as his hands grab and grope at her buttocks before sliding up and around to her tits. He molds his body to her own, reveling in the lioness' curvaceous form as he fucks her and rails her from behind with all his might, making use of this version of Artoria Pendragon as roughly and as fast and as brutally as he can.

She loves every moment of it, of course, even as Shirou complies with her request to be bred several times over. They fuck all across the battlefield, uncaring of the blood and carnage and dirt that they end up covering themselves in. At least, at first. When the adrenaline and rage and bloodlust fades away, they do realize how filthy they are, and they move things inside.

Up until that point, the remainder of the holy city's armies have been watching their goddess and their savior go at it, and while plenty of the male soldiers had seethed, in the end it was regarded as a most holy event… one that led to a city wide orgy and a bit of a change in the tenets of the church as they adapted to watching their goddess be defiled and ruined and fucked silly on a battlefield by the man who'd wiped out ninety percent of the invading forces. Invading forces that had been slaughtering them wholesale, before he'd intervened.

Regardless, Shirou and Rhongomyniad move their sexual activities to the royal baths, where Shirou fucks her bent over the edge of the bathtub, where he bounces her in his lap, where the two of them clean each other off and wash each other's backs before getting right back to the process of baby making. Shirou doesn't stop any time soon either, he doesn't hesitate to make sure that his task is complete.

As a result, they fuck for literal days, the goddess and her savior boinking like rabbits nonstop, and not just in the royal baths or in the royal bedchambers, but all across the castle itself, much to the enjoyment of the servants who watch their goddess happily take Shirou's big fat cock time and time again into her clenching, flexing pussy, who watch as Shirou fills their liege up to the brim with his seed, until she looks pregnant, even if she isn't yet.

But eventually, she most definitely is. There's no denying it, they can both feel the moment that life takes within her womb, the moment that Rhongomyniad becomes pregnant with Shirou's child. They keep fucking for at least another day to be sure, of course, but slowly but surely they wind down, until they end up in her bed once more, cuddling each other close, holding one another, even as the holy city finishes putting itself back together and clearing away the bodies and carnage and debris from the ill-fated attack by Chaldea.

"… I suppose you'll be leaving soon. To keep searching for her."

One hand caresses his cheek, while the other caresses her own belly, right above her womb as the voluptuous goddess gives him a soft, understanding smile. Placing his own hands atop hers, Shirou looks back into her eyes… and shakes his head.

"No, I'm not going anywhere."

His denial surprised Rhongomyniad something fierce, causing the gorgeous lion goddess to pull back briefly and blink at him in confusion.

"I'm staying here, for your lifetime. I'm going to make sure that this place, this world… it becomes the real world."

He can see in her eyes, even as she blinks again, that she knows. She knows she's living in a singularity; she knows that this entire world is somewhat false. And yet, just because they're in a singularity doesn't mean the people here have any less right to live. Just because they're encroaching on another world's reality completely against their will doesn't mean they should have to be the ones to die. Just like Shirou had decided, Rhongomyniad had decided long ago that she would continue to fight for her people, regardless of the falseness of her world.

That kind of strength… it makes Shirou very happy. When she lunges forward and kisses him, he kisses her as well right back, the two of them holding each other tightly as they lock lips and cuddle with one another, basking in the afterglow of their days-long fuck fest marathon. This is where Shirou belongs, for the time being. This is why fate brought him here. And now that he's made his choice, it's his responsibility to see it through. It's what Artoria, HIS Artoria, would have wanted of him, in the end.

-x-X-x-

Ten years later, and they've succeeded. Up high on a balcony overlooking the castle gardens, Shirou bounces his Queen up and down on his cock, Rhongomyniad moaning wantonly as she rides him, his hands wrapped around to rest on her gravid belly and her own hands resting atop his. Down below in the garden, completely unaware that their mother and father are fucking up above them, Shirou and the lioness' six children play with one another, making merry and laughing and simply existing, above all else.

That last bit is definitely the most important. Without Shirou's decision, would this place still exist? No, without a doubt Chaldea and the Chaldean Master would have overwhelmed Rhongomyniad that day, ten years previous. They would have destroyed her armies and likely destroyed her as well, and then they would have destroyed the singularity that it all existed in, ending the lives of every person living within this world in the process.

But now, the singularity that Rhongomyniad and her holy city existed within… it had become reality. It wasn't an easy task by any stretch of the imagination, and there were certainly moments where it was very touch and go. But Shirou had been at the goddess' side every step of the way, and ultimately, they'd done it. This singularity they were in had overtaken what was and beaten out every other singularity, consuming them all until it had become locked in as the new reality, the new history, so to speak.

If not for Shirou's actions, their six children would not be down in the garden, playing with one another. And Rhongomyniad would not be pregnant with their seventh, or riding his cock to kingdom cum. As she moans her way through another orgasm, the voluptuous, extremely full-bellied Queen leans back along Shirou's chest and drapes herself across his shoulder, turning her head so that she's facing him and leaning in to kiss him as he kisses her back. When they pull apart, Shirou gives her a smile, which she happily returns.

"When this child is born… will you give me another?"

Shirou chuckles and inclines his head in acceptance of the request.

"I will. And another after that. I promise, my love, I will breed you again and again and again for the rest of your life."

Rhongomyniad shudders in bliss at that and kisses him deeply before pulling back once more.

"I love you, my King…"

"And I love you, my Queen."

He cums a few moments later, causing the overly pregnant lioness to ahegao beautifully on his cock, her eyes rolling back in her head and her tongue lolling out of her mouth. Both of them know that with him there, her life is complete.

-x-X-x-

Looking forward, Shirou can see what form the future will take, at this rate. A few centuries down the line, Mab and Titania would compete to draw in the same wizard to become a knight of their respective courts. He's foreseen it. But… if that wizard were to become Shirou's Knight instead, the resulting legend would create an S-Rank Grand Caster.

Meanwhile, Jaune Arc would make an excellent Saber, while Rhongomyniad would be a perfect Lancer. That was three out of seven right there…

The Grail was meant to drill a hole into Akasha. Who said that it couldn't drill one somewhere else instead? A slow smile spreads across Shirou's face as he finally begins to understand the plan that fate is lying out for him. All he has to do is continue to follow the path in front of him, and he'll have what he wants, one way or another.

-x-X-x-

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