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“It was mentioned again today.”
“What’s that?” Jaemin asks absently, focus on stoking the fireplace of Chenle’s bedroom ahead of another cold night.
“My future marriage,” Chenle says, and Jaemin finishes up her task to turn around and face the bed, put her focus on Chenle.
Chenle’s voice, so often clearly conveying how she feels, is neutral and guarded on this topic. She’s sitting up against her headboard, watching Jaemin, playing with her long orange hair.
“Are you nervous about it?” she asks, coming to sit on the edge of Chenle’s bed - not something that would typically be allowed by servants, but Chenle eagerly treats her more like a friend, and would be more offended if Jaemin stood to attention when addressing her.
Chenle shrugs. “Only a bit. It will be kind of exciting, I think. To have someone to share my life with. And I know my parents will consult me before choosing an alpha, at the very least. But whenever it comes up, I keep thinking that… I wish I were better prepared.”
“How so? You have access to every lesson under the sun you so desire, Chenle.”
“I don’t think so,” Chenle says, wrinkling her nose. “There are some things the palace won’t even acknowledge, but the common people do all the time.”
Jaemin cocks her head, confused. “Like what?”
Chenle licks her lips, looking at Jaemin earnestly. “You told me once, that common people talk about… about sex, and things like that, often.” She goes pink even as she says it. “No one does inside the palace. Like it’s wrong. But I should be told some things about sex, shouldn’t I? How else am I going to, well… sleep with my future alpha?”
Jaemin raises her eyebrows. “It’s nothing half as complicated as border negotiations or trade agreements, Chenle. Your alpha gets to put their dick inside your pussy, and that’s all there is to it.”
“Well—it’s not! To you, maybe, but—I don’t even know what happens from there, how does that make a baby? And how—how big will an alpha p-penis be, because I’ve never—I’ve never seen one, but it’s not like… I have much space… down there…” Chenle is bright red as Jaemin laughs at her flustered response.
“Oh, I see why you’re eager to know more. Why don’t you just find some alpha whore from the town who would spend the night with you? You learn best in practical scenarios, after all.”
Chenle crosses her arms. “You know my parents wouldn’t let any alpha within a stone’s throw of me without a chaperone. I couldn’t get away with that. Can’t you just tell me about it, Jaemin? I know you’ve had sex before.”
“Yes, but it might not be the perspective you’re looking for, Chenle,” she says, trying to suppress another laugh. “You’re better off asking one of the omega servants.”
“You’re a female beta, you’re not so different to me,” Chenle says, shuffling forward in the bed to be closer to Jaemin, bunching up the sheets with her. She’s only in a thin night gown, and Jaemin can see her nipples through the thin material. “Come on, Jaemin.”
“Chenle,” Jaemin says softly. “Not all female betas have the same parts as female omegas. Ask someone else.”
Chenle stares at her with wide eyes. “You—you have a p-penis?”
“Yes,” Jaemin says, smothering a laugh.
“Woah! But—so betas—I didn’t know—but, then, you can tell me far better than another omega, this is even better! Will you show me? Oh, Jaemin, please, will you show me how?”
“Show you how? You want me to have sex with you?”
“Yes!” Chenle nods eagerly. “It’s perfect, Jaemin, I trust you, and you’re already here alone with me, oh—you could show me now, how to practice, please Jaemin, I won’t ever leave my cloaks on the floor again if you will…”
Jaemin licks her lips. She does like it when girls beg for her. But for God’s sake—this is not just any girl.
“As much as I appreciate your eagerness, Chenle, if anyone ever found out I took the virginity of the only princess, I would be hung, drawn, and quartered.”
“No one is going to find out!” Chenle says eagerly, taking Jaemin’s bicep as if to pull her further onto the bed. “No one else is here, no one will disturb us, and I swear I will never tell a soul… you would help me so much, Jaemin, I really want to know what it’s like…”
Where Chenle has moved along the bed, Jaemin catches sight of a wet patch on the bed. Because she can’t smell Chenle’s arousal like an alpha could, it’s striking to see such clear evidence of her arousal.
Chenle wants her. And if Jaemin has a moment of weakness, who could blame her, with the beautiful princess sitting there, begging for her cock?
“Fine,” she says, firmly, taking Chenle’s wrist to pull her hand away. As soon as the word is out of her mouth, Chenle’s body relaxes, and she bounces on the bed in excitement.
“Thank you, Jaemin! Thank you!”
“Don’t thank me yet. You can’t pester like this with your alpha, Chenle, annoying them into fucking you. Alphas need you to present, to show your submission to them.”
“I’m not going to pester! It’s just because—you know, it’s you, I thought you wouldn’t…”
“For right now, I’m you’re alpha, Chenle,” Jaemin says, fixing Chenle into place with a piercing look. “So, do you know how to submit? How to entice me? How to be a good omega?”
Chenle goes quiet for the first time, and shakes her head, the pink staining her cheeks against pale skin, a pretty picture of girlish innocence.
Jaemin tsks, shaking her head. “Can’t even present? Isn’t that the instinct of an omega?”
“That’s why I need your h—”
“Enough excuses. I’m going to tell you how you present, and then you do it, alright?”
Chenle nods her head fervently.
“The ways you can present to an alpha all depends on how you want to be fucked, Chenle. That’s what it is—an offering, a communication of what you want. So, if you want your alpha to fuck your mouth, you would get on your knees. Where I’m sat right now, you could come off the bed and between my legs. You would open your mouth, perhaps even rest it against my cock, over my clothes at first, then licking my cock once my clothes are off. You could stick your tongue out to make it clear what you want. You should speak, too, say how much you want your alpha’s cock. Got that?”
Chenle nods, breathing heavily.
“If you’re offering your alpha your ass, you would roll over where you are, and push your ass out, high in the air, putting your face into the pillows. You could pull your nightgown up slowly, reveal more and more skin, tease your alpha a little, but ultimately offer the view your alpha is looking for by showing your ass. You could even pull apart your cheeks to show him your hole, how it is ready to be filled, hm?
“Some think this position is ambiguous, that you could also be offering your pussy. But you make it clear by how you use your hands, you see? And if you speak to your alpha, too, tell your alpha how you want them to take you from behind, push you into the sheets… you’ve presented your ass perfectly for the taking.”
“Then there’s your pussy, of course. I like this one the best. From where you are sat now, all you have to do is lay on your back, put your pretty head on the pillows. Then you can pull your nightgown up your beautiful thighs, and spread your legs wide, so your pussy is out for the view of your alpha. If you’re wet, which you should be, the sight will be so beautiful, no alpha could resist it. Your intention will be obvious, but it is always the best to hear an omega say they want you to fuck them, to say explicitly what they want done to them.”
Chenle looks dazed and flushed by the information Jaemin has just handed her, but Jaemin sits calmly, though she can feel her dick getting hard under her skirt uniform.
“Which will it be tonight, princess?”
Chenle pauses, and for a second, Jaemin thinks she’s changed her mind. Then she sits back, lying down until her head rests against the pillows, and flattens herself out on her back against the mattress. Her eyes stay on Jaemin the whole time.
She grabs the hem of her nightgown with shaky hands, and starts to pull it up her legs, inch after inch of skin being revealed.
Jaemin is breathless. She hadn’t quite believed Chenle would go through with it.
“Alpha,” she says, spreading her legs as she pulls the gown higher. “I w-want you to—to… fuck my pussy,” she says, sounding breathless herself.
“Plant your feet, Chenle, knees up,” Jaemin murmurs, eyes locked on where the gown is pulled up to the top of her thighs. Her pussy comes into view, beautifully pink and dripping with slick as Jaemin expected, open and waiting for Jaemin. “You look beautiful, princess. Any alpha will be lucky to have you.”
Chenle preens, and somewhat relaxes under the praise.
“Now say it to me again, with more conviction.”
“Alpha, please fuck my pussy.”
“And why should I do that?”
“I—I want you, so badly, please.”
“That’s better, Chenle, very good,” Jaemin soothes, finally standing to pull her blouse over her head and push her skirt from her hips. Chenle’s eyes go straight to the cleavage of her skimpy underdress, which hikes up to reveal the head of Jaemin’s cock as she crawls onto the bed after Chenle.
“Is that it?” she asks, pushed up on her elbows, staring at Jaemin’s dick. “Do you put it in, now? Where—how will it fit?”
Jaemin laughs. “Not quite yet, princess, it’s only polite to do some foreplay, first. That will help you open up, so that it can fit inside you.”
“Foreplay? That’s when people kiss, isn’t it?”
Jaemin raises her eyebrows. “Kissing can be part of it. You know that much, do you?”
Chenle can’t meet her eyes. “Heard some maids talking. Will you kiss me?”
“Sure. I’m going to touch you at the same time, alright?”
Chenle nods eagerly, pushing herself up to brace herself for Jaemin’s kiss. Jaemin pushes her back into the pillows with one hand on her shoulder, and comes to rest between Chenle’s legs, leaning down to kiss her with her hard cock dragging lazily across Chenle’s lower stomach.
The kiss is clumsy—is it her first kiss, too?—but eager, and Jaemin sets the pace before licking into her mouth, earning a gasp from Chenle.
She rests both hands on Chenle’s stomach, can feel the way she jumps a little at the contact, and presses her fingertips into the soft skin. Then she strokes up Chenle’s sides, pushing the nightgown with her, until she’s cupping Chenle’s breasts, taking her still hard nipples under each thumb.
Chenle breaks off the kiss to moan. Sensitive here, it seems. “Jaemin—is this—will my alpha—”
“I’m your alpha right now, aren’t I? Yes, this is how your alpha touches you. Don’t you like it?”
Chenle groans again. “Oh, I do—I do, please…”
“We should take this all the way off, then, shouldn’t we?”
Chenle raises her arms as Jaemin pulls her nightgown all the way up over her head and discards it beside the bed, leaving Chenle completely naked.
She is a beautiful sight to behold, and Jaemin takes a moment to thank her lucky stars that the princess could ask such a thing of her as this.
“Jaemin… I’m getting the sheets so wet…” Chenle says, as breathless as Jaemin feels, and Jaemin just grins at her.
“They will be worse after your alpha is done with you, princess.”
Jaemin leans in to kiss her again, and Chenle welcomes her in, playing with her tits and enjoying the plush weight of them in her hands, so perfect for her to hold, so responsive to her touch.
She pulls away when she notices Chenle writhing, trying to rut her pussy against nothing. The princess is so wet, even Jaemin is starting to smell her fruity scent.
“Jaemin, please… please touch me…”
“Touch you where, sweetheart?”
“My—my pussy, please Jaemin, I want you in my pussy…”
“Not yet. I’m going to use my fingers, first. Have you ever touched yourself down here?”
Chenle shakes her head. She looks so pretty like this, hair a sweaty mess on her pillows, skin so flushed. “I’ve tried, but—I didn’t know how, I couldn’t do it.”
Jaemin coos at her. “You really have lived a sheltered life here, haven’t you, sweetie? Lucky for you that I’m here, isn’t it?”
“Yes, Jaemin, please, I want you…”
“You’re getting better at the begging,” Jaemin says, finally releasing Chenle’s breasts, taking one of her hips in her left hand, and trailing her right across Chenle’s stomach until she reaches her pussy. “So sweet for me like this, Chenle. So gorgeous. I’m going to teach you how to make yourself feel good in future, alright?”
She pushes her thumb against Chenle’s clit, careful to push back the hood before she starts circling it with the pad of her finger.
“Oh!” Chenle cries out, hips jerking a little, Jaemin’s other hand keeping her in place. “What—what is that!”
“Your special spot, Chenle,” Jaemin murmurs, sitting back to watch the swell of flesh as she rhythmically pushes against it, and slips a finger into her hole for good measure. She’s plenty wet, but as tight as can be expected from a virgin.
All Jaemin’s, for tonight.
She pushes a second finger, and it seems like Chenle barely even registers it. “When you feel aroused like this, you can touch yourself here. Your alpha may even want to use tongue to make you feel extra good.”
Chenle is moaning like she’s being properly fucked, legs shaking, though it’s barely two fingers and a bit of foreplay. So cute. She pumps her fingers in and out of her, adding a third, and Chenle pulls her legs wider, grabbing her knees to give Jaemin more space, and Jaemin grins. She’s picking this up well.
“Is that—is this sex, Jaemin? Y—your dick, does it go there?”
“I’ll show you now, darling. You’ve waited long enough. Don’t want you coming too quickly from a bit of foreplay, do we? Your alpha may not care much if you’re too sensitive too soon, honey.”
Chenle nods vigorously. “Show me—put it in me, please, alpha.”
“Now, you’re so wet, and that pleases an alpha. This is how the cock fits inside your little hole, you see, princess—with lubrication.” She runs three fingers through Chenle’s pussy lips and grins, watching her jerk as she passes over her most sensitive part. She lathers her cock in the slick, then for good measure, runs her cock through her pussy too, gently rocking into the wetness.
“Is—is it in?” Chenle says through a gasp. “It doesn’t hurt as much as I thought…”
Jaemin raises her head, gripping Chenle’s hips in both hands to bring them closer together, their breasts touching through Jaemin’s underdress.
“Chenle,” she says, gripping her dick to position it at Chenle’s welcoming hole. “Trust me—you’ll feel it when it’s in.” She pushes the tip into her tight heat, sighing as Chenle makes a surprised little noise. “Are you ready?”
“It—it’s not in yet?” Chenle squeaks, and Jaemin caresses her arm gently.
“Relax for me, princess. It will be easier if you relax. Let me in, okay?”
Chenle nods, exhaling and visibly relaxing her body.
“Good girl, that’s it. Open up.”
She pushes in, the slick slide hugging her cock perfectly as she feels every inch of Chenle’s pussy welcoming her in.
“God, princess, you feel so good. So hot for me. So good for alpha, aren’t you?”
Chenle’s head is tipped back into the pillows, mouth open, eyes wide and stunned at the feeling of Jaemin pushing into her, the pressure in her most private place. She’s never even had her own fingers there before—but Jaemin gets to have her like this. Chenle begged for Jaemin to have her like this.
“You’re such a good omega,” Jaemin murmurs, kissing under Chenle’s jaw to ease her up more. Chenle’s walls are clamping so hard, but Jaemin can get the last inch in, she knows it. Chenle can take it. “You’re doing perfectly. Relax, honey, we’re nearly there.” She reaches down to play with her clitoris again, and that seems to be the key, Chenle’s leg twitching as her pussy gives way for Jaemin, just that last little bit to bring them flush together, settled deep inside her.
“It feels—you’re so—oh, Jaemin…”
“I know, I know,” she murmurs, still kissing down her neck, sucking gently so as not to leave a mark. “Is it what you expected?”
She pulls away to see Chenle shake her head. There are tears at the corner of her eyes clinging to her lashes, and sweat matted against her forehead. Jaemin’s not sure how she’ll let her go after this.
“It’s… so much…”
“It will feel better when I start moving.”
“Oh?”
“Mhh-hmm. Like this.” She returns both hands to Chenle’s hips to grip her, pulling her cock out to the tip, gleaming with Chenle’s pussy slick in the light of the lamp. Then she pushes back in, with more force this time, and Chenle exclaims as Jaemin fucks into her.
“Jaemin,” she says suddenly. “I want you to—I want to feel your—your semen inside me.”
Jaemin’s cock twitches inside Chenle, who gasps again, grabbing onto Jaemin’s arms to pull them closer together.
“You want me to come inside you? That’s how pregnancy happens, princess, that’s too risky.”
“I know, but—I read about a tea recipe that stops pregnancy—I can make some tomorrow, but I want to feel—I want to know what it’s like…”
Jaemin shakes her head, sucking in air through her teeth. Without warning, she starts to fuck Chenle hard and long, and Chenle begins to makes these high, sweet little exclaims on every thrust.
“Want me to fuck you, to teach you how to please an alpha, to present properly… now you’re asking me to come inside you,” she grunts, gripping Chenle hard enough to leave red marks tomorrow. “Fucking hell, Chenle. Princess must always get what she wants, mustn’t she? Even putting yourself at risk, putting me at risk by asking for that… how can I say no to you?”
Chenle moans loudly as Jaemin continues to fuck her harder and faster, her whole body shaking and breasts bouncing as her body is fucked into the mattress over and over.
Jaemin clamps a hand over Chenle’s mouth, hips snapping as she plunges her cock deeper into Chenle’s warm hole, the wet noises loud in the room.
“Going to get us both caught, but anything for her royal highness,” she says, and Chenle cries out loudly even behind her hand as she comes, pussy gripping Jaemin’s cock so hard she sees stars for a moment, pushing it into her and dragging out again as Chenle’s hips jerk and spill out more slick around her cock.
“You’re going to take it, Chenle? You want me to fuck you pregnant that badly?” She releases Chenle’s mouth as tears run down onto her hand.
“Yes! Please, Jaemin, please, take me…”
“You want to be my little wife that badly? Married to a commoner, carrying her baby? Or will you let them wonder who fucked you, who was the first to have you like this?”
“Jaemin!” Chenle cries out, and Jaemin comes hard, come flooding into Chenle’s womb, her dick buried deep into her pussy.
She fucks her through it, and Chenle takes it, breathing equally hard, skin gleaming with sweat as they each come down from their highs.
As promised, the sheets are a soaked mess. When Jaemin pulls out, they only become wetter with slick and the come that spills out onto the sheets, and Chenle whines when she’s left empty, Jaemin sitting back on her haunches. At some point, her underdress had slipped from her shoulder, leaving one breast free.
Chenle lays there, watching her reverently, her pussy swollen and red and dripping, looking thoroughly debauched by Jaemin.
“That was amazing,” Chenle says, with a blissed out smile on her face. “Why haven’t we thought of this before? You will have to teach me the other ways to have sex, too. I need to know everything.”
Jaemin relaxes, and laughs, lavishly taking in the sight of Chenle in all her naked, gorgeous, forbidden radiance.
“I’m happy to be of service, princess.”