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Fire Emblem Three Houses fic where the three female house leaders (some of them genderswapped to make that happen) get into a huge brawl over who gets to keep the new student in their house. A double-dose of patron reward for one big one to keep up that steady flow of Fire Emblem and vicious catting commission work coming your way!

The Officer’s Academy was home to all manner of politics driven by both internal and external forces. Warriors, wizards and politicians from around the world, so it was only natural that it would seep in. The three houses were led by their respective headmistresses in an attempt to keep things competitive but impartial. Then again, the competition side of things could easily run rampant.

“I think Byleth would be happiest in Golden Deer,” Claudia suggested.

The three female leaders of the houses were gathered around one of the countless studies around the academy. It was neutral ground, often serving as a meeting place when the influential women had business with each other.

“You aren’t charming your way out of this one,” Dimitress replied sternly.

The pale, blonde woman was often curt and serious, an icy glare to her gaze. She wore a dark blue dress that befitting her rank as the head of The Blue Lions.

“We all see that they have great potential. The new student would be a feather in the cap of whoever manages to recruit them.”

Claudia hid their disappointment behind their smirk. The tan-skinned woman with her short, dark curls was renowned for her playful and joking nature. Her fellow educators saw through her methods of distraction after spending so much time with her.

Eldegard steepled her fingers and leaned forward. The red dress matched her coat of arms, even if they were technically known as The Black Eagles. Long white hair draped over the shoulders of her garment in a stark contrast.

“Well above all, we want them to thrive here at the academy. This should be about who would be best at nurturing their talents. I could certainly do a lot with someone as capable as they’ve displayed thus far.”

“So you want them for yourself,” Dimitress pointed out plainly.

“You once again grab at recruits like a bunch of children bickering over your toys.”

Edelgard stood up from her seat, scowling back at the dour blonde.

“And yet you act like you’re any better than the rest of us when you’re doing the exact same thing. You’re not going to bully your way into this one.”

Dimitress rose to her feet to match her. Claudia hesitated before they did the same, watching both of the more aggressive women with a hint of caution.

“And who’s going to stop me if I did?” Dimitress growled, shoving Edelgard in the chest.

The red-clad woman stumbled back a step, surprised to see the Lions headmistress resort to being so physically aggressive. Conversations got heated between the houses, and things had naturally evolved into duels or actual scraps between the leaders. The fact that Dimitress was getting combative about it told the others just how desperately she wanted Byleth on her side.

“I can shape them into a proper warrior and make the most out of their potential. The rest of you haven’t the guts for that sort of thing,” Dimitress stated firmly.

She stared down Eldegard, tensely daring them to make a move. The stakes had all been stated in that she was ready to fight over their latest recruit. Their intense focus left the blonde woman blindsided when Claudia stepped in instead, punching Dimitress across the face from the side. The Lions headmistress staggered and stared back at her golden peer.

Claudia gave them a bemused smirk.

“Just striking while the iron’s hot, as they say.”

The dash of wit did nothing but fan the flames. They each sprang into action, lunging at each other in a chaotic flurry of motion. Neither had come with their weapons as an unspoken rule for such occasions, leaving the women to lash out with their fists and fingernails instead. Dresses and hair were pulled at every turn, just for the arms to recoil when they were clawed or shoved hard enough.

With a contemptuous sneer, Edelgard tore open the front of Claudia’s dress. Her leather-colored breasts bounced out from the snug garment, stinging from the fabric being raked and stretched across her skin. Claudia shoved the white-haired warrior back, which happened to land her directly into Dimitress’ arms. The grim blonde grabbed the wide collar of her dress and pulled hard, tearing it wide open while using it as a lever to throw her aside. Edelgard stumbled away from the torn handful of clothes and stumbled into their coffee table, crashing through the more decorative than sturdy piece of furniture.

She groaned and started to drag herself up but the others were too eager to wait for her to help herself. Claudia grabbed her by the hair, intent on dishing out more punishment when the Holden Deer matron was grabbed from behind. Dimitress wrapped an arm around her neck and reached around her torso, roughly squeezing and scratching up one of Claudia’s breasts.

“Finally a chance to shut that mouth of yours,” Dimitress snarled into Claudia’s ear.

Her grip tightened, making the brunette gag as the chokehold was secured. Claudia’s eyes widened as she grabbed at Dimitress’ arm, but they had the right leverage to keep her locked in place. She could feel the blonde’s juicy breasts pressing against her back as she struggled.

With no luck on the arms, Claudia decided to go low. She thrust her hips back, pushing Dimitress a few paces back to give her some space to work with. Even with her still holding onto the chokehold, it was enough room for the brunette to swing her foot upward and backward. Her bootheel slammed right in the center of Dimitress’ pelvis and she immediately relinquished her hold. Dimitress’ hands quickly became preoccupied clutching her aching pussy, her fine skirts providing no protection from the low blow.

“That recruit is MINE! You hear me?!” Claudia hissed in an uncharacteristic show of hostility.

The dark-haired mistress turned and gripped Dimitress by the hair before they too were interrupted. Edelgard had stumbled to her feet just well enough to hurl herself at the leading woman of her two opponents. She tackled Claudia off her feet, spearing her around the middle and dragging her to the floor. Claudia went down with her but still had her hands buried in Dimitress’ fair-colored locks. She tore out a small handful of strands to come with her as she went screaming along with Edelgard’s attack.

The white-haired woman mounted her with her teeth bared, scrambling atop her rival house leader after the jarring landing. She threw some wild slaps across the half-dressed Claudia’s face, sending her head whipping along with them. As heads of the school that raised famous warriors, it was clearly a tactic only used to demean her opponent. She was too furious to think too deeply about the strategic value of her outburst anyway.

Claudia grunted from the stinging strikes, wincing and throwing up her hands in a clumsy defense. The first chance she got, she lashed out and buried her nails into Edelgard’s exposed breasts. The pale woman shrieked at the intimate pain and grabbed at Claudia’s wrists, trying to tear her away from them. The brunette left some rough red lines in her wake from the ugly claw marks, but her comeback wouldn’t last as she was repaid for her kindness to Dimitress. Eldegard yanked up on Claudia’s skirts and kneed her in the crotch, sending an agonizing shock through her entire body.

Claudia curled up on the floor, mouth agape and eyes wide as she rolled around in agony. Eldegard stood back up and sneered at her, dusting her hands off on the tattered remains of her dress.

“Perhaps you’ll finally learn something to share with your sorry fellow students,” Eldegard huffed, spitting down on the tan-skinned tutor.

Dimitress was moving in, recovering from her cunt punt and trying to catch her pale rival off guard. She raised a hand to club her over the back of the head when Eldegard whirled around, punching deep into her belly. It cut the silver-haired mentor off as she huffed and doubled over, clutching at her guts.

“And as for YOU, you creepy slut!” Eldegard barked, clearly on something of a rampage at the moment.

She grabbed Dimitress by the waist of her dress, which was essentially the highest that the garment went while maintaining any solid shape anymore. The white-haired woman pounded away at Dimitress’ breasts, beating the blonde back against the wall. She staggered hard enough that as she fell back to the edge of the room, the dress finally gave way and left her stumbling back in nothing but her panties. Even they were barely hanging on, torn up in the frenzy of violence. Eldegard made a sour face and threw away the scrap of her opponent’s dress.

“You already dressed like a slut anyway,” Eldegard said dismissively.

The Eagles mistress wound up a haymaker meant for Dimitress’ face but the panting blonde managed to throw herself aside. Edelgard was left to punch the empty wall instead. She jerked back instinctively, shrieking as she clutched her throbbing hand. It gave Dimitress the chance to grab a small but thick-framed painting mounted in the spot beside her and swing it as one of the few possible improvised weapons in the room. It smashed into pieces as it crashed into the white-haired woman’s head, making her stagger back dizzily.

Claudia had started to recover herself, getting to one knee with a hand still clutching her stinging pussy. Seeing the stunned Edelgard stumbling her way, she gladly rose and slammed a forearm into her lower back. The Eagles leader jerked to a stop, twitching in pain just before Dimitress caught up to her as well. She buried a punch deep into Edelgard’s chest, squashing one of her tits beneath her fist.

The two unleashed some swift and punishing blows to her face and chest, , knocking her back and forth between them. Edelgard staggered like a human ping pong ball before Dimitress suddenly reached past their mutual opponent to hammer Claude across the jaw. Her head jerked away and her eyes rolled from the shocking blow, just for Dimitress to grab both her and Claudia by the hair.

“Perhaps you two have more in common than just your weakness,” the blonde snarled.

She brought their heads crashing together, letting their forehead crack off one another. Claudia and Edelgard immediately crumbled to the floor at the nearly nude house rep’s feet. Dimitress scowled down at them and sent a rough stomp to Claudia’s stomach. She was intent on making sure they stayed down while she laid down the law.

“I feel like I’ve made my reasons perfectly clear,” Dimitress scoffed.

Neither of her opponents were about to let that happen either. As Dimitress ground her heel into her opponent’s belly, Claudia grabbed the foot. She raked her nails over her lower leg and foot, making her shout out in surprise.

“Not so fast, you brooding little bitch,” Claudia hissed at her.

Edelgard suddenly kicked out at Dimitress’ knee, making the blonde come tumbling down to join them. She quickly grabbed her foe by the hair.

“Don’t think we have the guts to do THIS!?” she snarled, driving a short but hard knee into Dimitress’ chest.

She huffed loudly as her tit was crushed up into ribs, knocking the air out of her. The blonde house leader choked loudly as she went to all fours, clutching her chest to gasp for air.

“Perhaps you can show us some of your supposed strength,” Claudia growled.

She rose to her knees and grabbed Dimitress by the arm. She pulled on it as she planted a foot on the side of the blonde’s tit as if threatening to tear it out of the socket. Claudia didn’t have the strength to go through with it, and she was putting more of the pressure into her foot instead. It put much more hurt on her breast rather than her arm, making Dimitress cry out in pain.

It only grew worse when Edelgard grabbed the other arm and mirrored the move with her own. She pulled on Dimitress’ arm while stomping into her sideboob. While it was more to hurt her coworker than to help the other, the moves worked well together. They mashed Dimitress’ tits together, crushed between her opponents’ holds. She screamed and thrashed uselessly as they held her trapped in place.

The two seemed to realize that Dimitress was taken down at the same time, releasing their punishing holds. They glared at each other over the blonde as she crumbled to the floor, hugging her aching chest. She flinched as Edelgard and Claudia stepped over her like she was nothing more than another part of the carpet.

“You’re next, you fucking cow!” Claudia snarled, advancing on her knees towards Edelgard.

“I’ll put you in your place, you pathetic clown!” the white-haired warrior threatened, glaring daggers back at her.

Claudia and Edelgard lashed out at each other in similar strikes. They both dug their hands into each other’s hair while grabbing the other woman’s tattered dress. They tore away at both, pulling their heads around by the painful puppet strings of their locks while shredding away piece after piece of their hanging dresses. They soon fell away, leaving them in only their lace panties as they remained face to face with their eyes wild and teeth bared.

Given the new target, Claudia swiftly reached for it. She grabbed the front of Edelgard’s panties and sank her nails into the thin fabric, clawing up her pussy with some ruthlessly aggressive scratching.

“AGHHH! You miserable little monster!” Edelgard screamed, pulling at her attacker’s wrist.

She stumbled back, wrestling with Claudia’s firmly grasping hand. Seeing it wasn’t going anywhere soon, she resorted to petty payback instead of escape. Edelgard shoved her hand straight down the waistline of Caudia’s panties and set her nails to work directly against the folds of her privates.

“YOU BITCH! GET OUT OF MY PUSSY!” Claudia howled.

“You first, you pathetic whore!” Edelgard shouted back at her through gritted teeth.

Their mutual mauling went on longer than either of them would like. Their nails scratched and gouged inside each other’s privates, trying to hold out long enough to force their rival to yield from the same pain.

The warrior women glared into each other’s eyes, lost in the violently sexual showdown. It left them blind to everything else, which happened to work out wonderfully for Dimitress. The aching blonde dragged herself back up and tackled into both of their legs. The brutally effective approach brought all three of them down, clawing and grabbing at anything they could to keep a grip on one another. It inevitably led them to the scarce clothing they had left on their bodies, ripping them off in long, bigger handfuls until they were simply falling off their bodies. The normally dignified women were left in a nude pile like a cluster of scrapping whores.

Not that it was about to stop them. Dimitress’ sudden interruption was met with the same hostility as ever. Their bared bodies swung at each other with even more vigor than before, far more interested in hurting the other than protecting themselves.

Edelgard grabbed Dimitress by the hair, giving it a vicious yank. Her head was yanked up to face her before the Eagle head smashed a fist into her face. Dimitress’ furious, normally stern expression grimaced in pain as a trickle of blood escaped her lips.

“Let’s see how you lions fare without any fangs!” Edelgard threatened as she reared back a fist for another blow.

Claudia leapt on her from behind, catching the arm between hers.

“About as well as an eagle with a broken wing, I’d bet,” she quipped.

Her famous wit lingered even in the heat of battle. She may have been too caught up with her gloating, in fact, as Edelgard went from preparing a punch to driving an elbow back into Claudia’s stomach. The tan woman huffed and lost her grip, allowing the white-haired house leader to whirl around and grab her curly hair. She gripped it tightly and slammed Claudia face-first into the nearby table, bouncing her off it in a listless daze.

Edelgard threw herself on top of the downed Claudia, wrapping her hands around the brunette’s neck. She squeezed tightly as Claudia pawed at her hands. The brunette was taking a few seconds to even realize what was happening after her head injury. By then she was sputtering out globs of spittle past her lips.

“You don’t have what it takes to lead that kind of talent! That kind of power!” Edelgard snarled down at her choking rival.

“You’re not willing to do the things I would.”

“I assure you,” grunted Dimitress’ voice just behind her.

“That I most certainly am!”

She had grabbed two particularly thick books that had been knocked off their shelves and brought them clapping together on either side of Edelgard’s head. The jarring sound and impact left her nude body jerking spastically as she crumbled to the floor. She let out an illegible moan as she gingerly rubbed her head.

With the element of surprise gone, Dimitress tossed one of the clumsy books aside. She gripped the last one in both hands and loomed over Edelgard. She took a split second to ensure it was lined up correctly before she descended on her, pressing the heavy tome down across her chest. She shoved down with all her weight, both hands pressing down so that broad, flat surface crushed Edelgard’s tits underneath. The white-haired woman shrieked as she came back to her wits by pain alone.

“MY TITS! YOU FUCKING MONGREL!” she howled.

Edelgard started clawing and pushing at Dimitress, trying to drive her back with stinging scratches. She wretched from the heavy pressure being applied to her ribs and breasts that was steadily squeezing the air out of her.

“You Eagles were always too proud as it were. I’ve been dying to tear you down a peg,” Dimitress snarled, relishing in the pain she was inflicting on the rival house leader.

The blonde representative made things even worse on Edelgard by kneeing her in the crotch. The Black Eagle’s eyes and mouth went wide as she blurted out a deep groan, losing more of her precious air in the process.

It was clear she wouldn’t last much longer on her own, but Claudia gathered enough air in her lungs to jump back into the fray. She grabbed at Dimitress’ hair, going after the biggest threat in the moment rather than finishing off Edelgard. It wasn’t the most sound tactic but they were in a brawl rather than a proper combat scenario. It was about pain and punishment as much as it was victory. She tore at Dimitress’ straight blonde locks, making her wince in pain. She was still keen on fighting back, of course, shoving and slapping at Claudia’s stomach.

When the brunette refused to let go, she went low again. Dimitress grabbed Claudia by the crotch, raking her nails over her labia. The tan woman howled as a burning agony coursed through her privates. Shallow scratches were left around her womanhood and she lashed out in primal fury. She threw a knee up into Dimitress’ face, repaying her violence in kind as she was sent tumbling to the floor. The blonde lioness grimaced dizzily, tasting and feeling blood on her lips.

Claudia winced and rubbed at her stinging crotch. Any of her good humor was absent from her facial expression as attacking and revenge were the only thoughts on her mind. She brought a storm of stomps crashing down on Dimitress.

“Here’s what I think of you and your creepy little house!” Claudia snarled as her heel pounded fresh bruises into her rival’s breasts and belly.

Dimitress cursed and curled into a protective fetal position, wrapping her arms around her upper body. It still left her lower half open enough for Claudia to slam a short, sharp kick in between her legs, burying her toes into her sensitive pussy. The blonde let out a guttural howl as she curled up tighter, hands dropping to cup her pussy as she rolled from side to side.

“Yield, you stupid whores,” Claudia hissed, spraying bitter spittle on her downed opponents.

Claudia turned and saw Edelgard forcing herself up to one knee. She threw a kick into the white-haired woman’s chest, making one of her tits bounce wildly from the impact. While the Eagle leader flinched, she charged in after the kick and shoulder-checked the brunette in the stomach. Claudia huffed and doubled over, stumbling as her feet tried to reclaim her balance.

Behind her, Dimitress had enough wits about her to lash out with a kick of her own. It caught the back of Claudia’s knee and brought the tan house leader down to the floor between them. She barely managed to throw her hands out, catching herself to protect her face.

Dimitress and Edelgard pounced on her all the same. Any notion of them cooperating was lost on them as they simply went after their latest attacker. Dimitress went at her from the front, reaching under Claudia’s chest and grabbing both of her tits as hard as she could. She dug in with her nails, pulling down repeatedly and scratching up her breasts and nipples. The brunette screamed and froze in pain as she was torn into like she was at the mercy of an especially vicious dairy farmer.

Behind her, Edelgard approached with a similar level of malice. She grabbed Claudia by her curvy ass cheeks, but her real target was slightly lower. She used her hips as a handle as the white-haired Eagle leaned in and bit Claudia’s pussy. It took a few tries of gnashing her teeth, nipping at her labia before she caught a hungry, painful mouthful of her twat. The tan woman’s cries went up another octave as she was struck by both opponents’ intimate attacks.

“FUCK! Fuck, you monsters! Let go!” she wailed.

Claudia kicked at Edelgard and swung at Dimitress as best she could. She flailed blindly as her eyes started to water, but she still landed a few hits. Kicks to the thighs or slaps to the blonde’s breasts left some stinging last impressions but the last of her strength was leaving her. The adrenaline couldn’t block out this much pain as her tits and pussy were tortured between them. Shifting from one to the other was one thing, but being stuck between the two raging warriors as the only convenient target overwhelmed Claudia. The brunette’s eyes rolled back in her head as she fell limply to the floor. She landed with her ass up in the air, Edelgard gnawing on her slit for another second or two for good measure.

The last two house leaders glared at each other over Claudia’s twitching body. They shifted their weight on their knees, starting to circle around their fallen rival. The hateful tension had boiled over until they only saw each other as enemies, with the reason for their whole dispute frankly forgotten in the back of their minds.

“They’ll have to drag your slutty body out of this room,” Dimitress snarled through her hateful grimace.

“There won’t be enough of you left for them to carry out,” Edelgard hissed back.

“Bitch!”

“Cunt!”

With their exchanged threats devolving into savage curses, they lunged at each other like hungry predators. They grabbed at each other’s flesh and hair, raking over each other’s fair skin with their desperate attacks. Edelgard managed to get a thick handful of blonde locks, yanking hard to one side. Dimitress’ head and body jerked along with it, throwing her off center as the Eagle rep started to hammer her with fists. The haste and exhaustion behind them left them closer to slaps than proper punches but they made Dimitress recoil all the same.

The Blue Lioness couldn’t tear herself away from the hair pull so she dove in closer, blitzing past a couple of Edelgard’s strikes. She tackled bodily into her, their breasts clashing with a sweaty slap of flesh on flesh. They landed naked and entangled like lovers while it was exactly the opposite, still grasping tooth and nail at each other.

“Get off me, you creepy cunt!” Edelgard shouted, even knowing there was no way her words would be heeded.

Dimitress thrust a palm into the side of Edelgard’s face, pinning her to the ground of the meeting room. She found her savage instincts and natural bloodlust take over as she leaned in and bit into the muscle just where Edelgard’s neck met her shoulder. The white-haired house leader shrieked in instinctive panic, even if the bite could barely break her skin.

“Fuck you! You filthy monster! I swear to the gods I’ll kill you!” Edelgard raved in outrage and horror alike.

She clawed and shoved at Dimitress’ face before settling for a lower tact. She shot her knee up, abruptly bashing her attacker in the crotch. The blonde Lion’s bite loosened as her jaw dropped, backing off and clutching her pussy.

Edelgard’s grimace curled into a smirk for a moment, but Dimitress wasn’t out just yet. She thrust out with her leg as she fell backward, shooting her heel out at her opponent. She was aiming for the Eagle leader’s stomach but was weaker than she realized, smashing into her crotch with her desperate kick. Edelgard let out a shrill gasp as both fighters fell back clutching their aching pussies.

For a moment, it seemed like they had both gone down for good. They winced and leaked a few tears as they nursed their throbbing privates. Their heavy breathing started to steady, deep and desperate as they tried to brace themselves for more. They locked their furious eyes on one another and forced themselves back to their feet. Their legs were shaky but their resolve to destroy the other woman was strong enough to power through the pain. Edelgard told herself that whatever she was going through, Dimitress must have it even worse and be to go down with a stiff breeze. The same train of thought motivated the hurting, angry and desperate Dimitress.

“This ends now,” Edelgard snarled, her eyes dead set on her remaining opponent.

“Couldn’t agree more,” Dimitress said, flashing a wicked grin.

Flecks of blood still remained on her teeth from her earlier bite.

Both women charged in, screaming like berserking bitches. Dimitress landed a firm slap across Edelgard’s cheek, but the Black Eagle already had her hands set on a course to claw into one of the Lioness’ tits. Both squealed as the shocking pain made their vision blur, barely staying up as they tried to tear back into each other. They traded rapid, clumsy shoves, slaps and punches in such frantic and catty ways that one could be forgiven for forgetting that they were great warriors in training.

It couldn’t last for long as they both ran on fumes. Dimitress threw a final punch that connected with Edelgard’s jaw. The white-haired warrior’s eyes glazed over as it seemed she’d reached her limit. Her body ragdolled and slumped into Dimitress’ body. She could barely hold her up, but her eyes gleamed with triumph.

She tried to prepare some finishing reark when her foot caught on Claudia’s limp arm. She tripped over it, falling flat on her ass from the forgotten opponent acting as uneven ground. It stung enough on her own, but she lost her grip on Edelgard in the process. Her unconscious body came tumbling down right after her, landing head-first on Dimitress’ pussy to be precise. The lioness’ eyes went wide and she let out a choked gasp of horror as her full weight smashed down on her clit. Dimitress trembled briefly before she too fell to the floor, laying crumbling among her fellow house leaders.

Healers found the room a mess some time later with all three of them passed out together. They didn’t press the matter, unsure if it was an in-house squabble or that they were both somehow bested by some enemy assassin. The three decided to speak no further on the matter and let Byleth decide for themself. A part of them hoped that all matters could be decided so amicably from then on, but a larger part knew that another house brawl like this one was inevitable.