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Minho's sword hit the ground with a loud thud. He had never expected the war to end with his own guard captain betraying him like that, pointing his sword at his neck. The cold blade touched his skin and caused a shiver.

“Why? What did they promise you?” Minho asked, maintaining eye contact with the one who had once sworn loyalty to him and now looked at him as if he were an insect.

“The throne,” was all he said, and Minho couldn't even react to it, “Take him. Keep him tied up until we deliver. Don’t give him water or food. Anyone here has better chances with him starving.”

Minho had no chance and allowed himself to be led astray by his own men. He didn't even recognize some faces, realizing that some enemies had been sneaking in his army long ago.

He didn't know who he would be given as a prize to, or if he would even be a prize and not killed by the enemy as an example. The only thing he could hope for was that his death would be quick and painless.

Minho's father died as tensions with the Northern Kingdom escalated. As prince, he had to assume the throne and act against the attacks, thus beginning the war. The regent prince of the North was an omega, the only heir left by the former king before his mysterious death—a death the kingdom blamed on Minho's father.

When Minho realized he was being taken to enemy territory, it became obvious to him that the one who would receive him was the regent prince himself. They had never met in person before. Omegas weren't made for the battlefield. However, the prince had strong alphas who had sworn loyalty to him and would die for him. It was a fanaticism that Minho swore was sickening, given the number of deaths and new alphas that appeared in the following days of battle. Whoever this omega was, he must be beautiful to have so many worthy and loyal alphas, unconcerned about dying for an egotistical cause, as long as they were appeasing their omega prince.

As soon as Minho arrived at the enemy's palace, an alpha greeted him. From his gaze and strong scent, Minho could guess he held a high position in the court.

Royal advisor? Minho wondered. He had no battle scars on his hands, and his clothes were of the finest fabrics. His face also wasn't recognizable to Minho, and he would remember any alpha he encountered on the battlefield.

The alpha wrinkled his nose as he looked at Minho, almost completely bound and dragged by his treacherous guard.

“He stinks,” was the first thing he said. “Why is he so tied up? Wasn’t he defeated by you?”

“We don’t trust him loose, my lord.”

Lord. That title meant nothing to Minho. It could just be simple respect that the foolish alpha showed.

“Understood. Take him to the prince, while this… alpha-” he contorted his face in disgust again, “Give him a bath. His Highness doesn’t like them dirty.”

The confirmation that his fate was to fall into the hands of the Prince Regent caused no surprise. The alpha analyzed Minho's reaction—or lack thereof—and nodded for them both to be taken away from him quickly.

Never in Minho's life had he been treated so much like an object. He was dragged through the corridors by omega maids, forcibly stripped after his bonds were cut. He felt so weak from being forced to go without food that he didn't even have the strength to fight. Skilled hands washed and scrubbed his body, removing any remaining dirt and blood. The absence of perfume in the bath was not ignored by Minho. Usually, nobles exaggerated the scents on purpose.

"I think His Highness will like him…" he could hear two of the omegas' maids whispering.

"Certainly, his size…" the two giggled before continuing to administer the cleaning.

Minho couldn't understand what his size had to do with whether the omega prince liked him or not, wasn't his fate death? He was so exhausted that he fell asleep in the shower and woke up to woman tapping a fan on his head. The woman stood before him, dressed in the same uniform as the maids, but a little more detailed. She was the leader, then.

“Good job,” she said, looking Minho up and down with an impassive expression.

“Do we dress him, ma’am?” the maids asked.

“No, just put him in the golden cuffs and a collar. I feel that's what His Highness wants anyway. We don't want to risk staining clothes with his blood.” Again, her nose wrinkled in disgust, and then the woman withdrew after the chorus of “Yes, ma’am” echoed through the room.

“These are for slaves,” Minho said then, surprised by how hoarse his voice was. “Am I a slave?”

None of the maids answered. He was simply completely ignored, great. They didn't even offer him anything to cover his private parts. This was a level of humiliation that Minho didn't support, even with enemies in his position as king. Well, his former position as king.

He expected the same brutality and to be dragged to meet the prince, but he was simply escorted by guards to the throne room. There was a bloodstain on the floor that the servants were struggling to clean. Minho was kicked by a guard and forced to kneel and bow to the throne.

Minho finally understood the blind loyalty of the alphas who surrounded him. The omega seated on the throne possessed a beauty that could both start and end wars. His black hair fell in waves, and he wore no crown, though one lay on a table strategically placed beside the throne. He gazed intently, analytically at Minho. Minho recognized that look. He had seen it in battle many times before. The prince was studying an opponent. He stared at Minho's face before looking down and examining his lower members. The omega smiled, and Minho felt his insides churn.

“Lee Minho of the Southern Lands. You certainly made a name for yourself before arriving here.”

“Hwang Hyunjin.” Minho greeted him, and Hyunjin smiled insincerely, rising from his throne to get closer.

The guards around Minho tensed. Minho could feel it. Hyunjin walked with the calm and certainty that Minho wouldn't do anything, and it irritated the alpha that he was right. He was weak.

“Wow, I didn't expect the king to accept being a puppy so easily,” Hyunjin said, and Minho growled, struggling against his handcuffs.

The guards raised their swords, and Hyunjin stopped them with a gesture, looking at Minho amusedly. An exchange of glances was enough for the guards to leave, leaving Hyunjin alone with Minho. Only two remained on guard at the door.

Hyunjin snorted, turning to Minho and analyzing him closely. The omega's scent was fruity and sweet, making Minho's mouth water. He was a weapon in every way. With just one look, Minho could tell Hyunjin knew how to fight by his posture, but he probably didn't need to, being an omega prince like him, any alpha would fall to their knees for him with just one word.

“I must admit, I wanted you to have won against that one, so we could fight some more. You were a fun opponent. I didn't expect him to win against you, but it was easy to convince him. Alphas are so predictable in what they want… A misfortune of what happened to him, even though he was successful at capturing you, truly.” Hyunjin feigned tears, and Minho's blood ran cold.

“What have you done?” he asked, and Hyunjin looked at him with a raised eyebrow, as if he hadn't expected Minho to speak to him.

“Well, he wanted a throne, and I promised him that. However, apparently, he wanted more. As soon as he saw me… disrespectful, an alpha needs to put himself in his proper place. Trying something with a prince, being just a pawn, a fool.”

The pool of blood on the floor, Minho thought.

“But don’t worry, what he has made an example of won’t be done to you. It would be a waste…” Hyunjin assured him while his eyes scanned Minho’s body. And then, Minho could smell a sweet scent in the air, much sweeter than the prince’s normal scent. Slick.

Hyunjin approached to touch him, but Minho spat on him, which wasn’t taken lightly. The omega’s large, strong hand struck his face, and Minho fell to the ground, his heart pounding with adrenaline and his body malnourished as the omega walked to his fallen body.

“Ridiculous. You know what position you’re in, and you still dare to do this.” Hyunjin said, placing himself between the alpha’s legs, lifting his booted foot, and stepping on his knot.

Minho groaned in pain, his legs moving to kick Hyunjin, but the omega was quick. Despite not having fought on the field, he knew how to subdue an opponent. He dodged the kick and gripped the alpha’s leg tightly, almost twisting his foot, but stopped in a second when he noticed the discomfort on his face.

“Oh, my pet alpha, people have mistreated you so much, haven’t they?” Hyunjin said in a sweet tone, completely opposite to how he had treated him until that moment, “You’re so scared and malnourished, poor alpha. What should omega do with you, my dear?”

Minho tried to resist his touch, but Hyunjin knelt in front of him, and his scent hit Minho so intensely that he groaned. He was using his own scent to manipulate him. Few omegas possessed such control over their emotions that they could control alphas with just that. Minho hadn't expected Hyunjin to know and do it, but it was foolish of him not to consider it. An omega prince who controlled thousands of alphas must have had several tricks up his sleeve, and certainly, his scent was just one of them.

“Stop.” Minho groaned.

“Don't speak when you're not spoken to, slave.” Hyunjin reprimanded, pushing Minho to the floor and smirking.

Hyunjin took advantage of the fact that Minho was becoming intoxicated by his scent and pheromones, explicitly caressing the alpha's naked body, squeezing his chest, and admiring his abs.

“A shame we can't go to the fun part now, you've been so disrespectful. I need to correct your behavior. A shame, really…” Hyunjin shook his head, and Minho felt his vision go blurry when the first hit came.

He didn't feel himself opening his mouth to scream or moan, but Minho knew he was making sounds. Hyunjin spanked his cock and caressed it at the same time. He knew exactly how much strength he had to use to be painful but not extremely hurtful. The omega seemed unaffected by his expression, but Minho could smell the slick so clearly now. He was drooling, a beaten alpha with no chance to fight back.

“I didn't expect you to get hard with a punishment,” Hyunjin said, wrapping his hand around Minho's cock after his last hit and jerking it off. The alpha hissed with the feeling. It was so dry it was more painful than arousing, but a glance was all it took to see how hard he was.

“H-Hy-” a slap, Minho's whole face turned to the side, and his face burned with the impact.

“Don't you learn? If you want to talk so much, then address me for who I am to you.” Hyunjin said, and Minho hesitated to turn around and face him.

Minho's mind was fracturing with each hit. He'd been exposed to the worst, losing his kingdom, his trust in his men, his titles. He was a nobody now…

“My pet.” The condescending voice made Minho turn his face, seeing the soft expression Hyunjin had. "I just want to take care of you, my dear. Can't you tell? You're mine now. I take care of my things.”

Hyunjin's thing. He is Hyunjin's pet alpha, the prince's personal slave.

“M-my prince,” Minho said. Hyunjin smiled, the first smile that seemed sincere, and wow, how beautiful he was when he smiled.

“Good, you learn so fast.” Hyunjin praised, and his touches immediately became more careful. “You're so hard for me, alpha. Tell me, do you want to fuck me with that knot?”

Minho thought about what Hyunjin might like to hear, because this wasn’t about his desires as an alpha, but what the omega wanted.

“No, Your Highness,” he said, and Hyunjin pouted. It seemed honest.

“Damn, and I’m so wet… But you don’t make the rules, Minho.” Hyunjin growled, baring his fangs and leaving Minho stunned.

That prince was crazy. What he had in beauty he also had in savagery. He pulled Minho’s collar and leaned closer to him, licking his jaw.

“Your scent is…” Hyunjin sniffed and hummed in approval. He nuzzled against Minho's skin, at least as far as he could. The golden collar stood there, and now Minho supposed it was for his own protection. Hyunjin seemed to be the type who would bite anyone if he so desired to.

“Oh, I am going to have fun with you. We both will. I've dreamed about this. An alpha who's worth breeding me… but you still need to prove your worth to me.” Hyunjin whispered in his ear after getting drunk on his scent.

Minho growled in instinct, and Hyunjin pulled in his collar again, brushing his lips against Minho's but not really kissing. He was holding himself back, seeing how far he could push Minho to act out.

But Hyunjin was right. Minho was a fast learner. In a fight, you need to study your opponent, and Minho was studying him, waiting for a chance to attack, but his hands were tied — literally —, it was hard to have an opening. Hyunjin was visibly glad Minho was behaving the way he wanted to. It was clear his punishment was over by the way Hyunjin jerked him off instead of spanking, whispering sweet nothings in Minho's ear, making him imagine tons of things.

Minho desired him. If not caused by Hyunjin's manipulation, then for his own biology and taste. Hyunjin was a clever omega of the same hierarchy, if he weren't a spoiled brat who played war games like chess, if he hadn't reduced Minho to a broken-minded alpha, he would be the perfect mate for Minho. He was certain of it.

Hyunjin pulled at his collar again, looking at Minho and seeing that he was almost closing his eyes, melting at his touch and words. It was certain that Hyunjin would destroy him right there, ruin him for anyone who dared to touch him and wasn't Hyunjin. It was clear that this omega was unique in the world, and Minho doubted that once he had the privilege of tasting him, he could act normally.

However, acting against what Minho expected, Hyunjin pulled away completely and made a gesture with his hand. The guards arrived, and Minho was forcibly lifted off the ground, his erection throbbing between his legs, and Hyunjin didn't even glance at him. The delight and destruction the alpha had anticipated vanished before his eyes.

“I am quite busy now to deal with a slave. So, farewell.” Hyunjin waved his hand, turning his back, and the guards dragged Minho away, where he could only observe the omega's back perfectly framed in his princely robes.

The door sealed shut, and so did Minho's destiny.

Minho was locked up.

It was to be expected, considering he was still considered dangerous, even more so now after Hyunjin had made sure to send him a feast at all three meals. The omega himself hadn't shown his face again, seemingly avoiding Minho's presence on purpose. However, the guards who came to watch over him sent their regards.

“His Highness is busy working.”

“His Highness is busy with a meeting.”

“His Highness was required to attend a ball.”

It was incredible how Hyunjin always seemed to have things to do, but Minho supposed anything was better than being punished and at the mercy of his hormones again. That day, his erection took hours to subside. He was given another bath after the encounter with the prince and left in his room, chained to the floor in a way that barely allowed for movement. Now, he was chained to his bed, and that was it.

His strength had returned, but without a sword or space to practice, it was only a matter of time before he lost some muscle.

The one-sided silence with the prince lasted for almost two weeks. Minho was awakened from an afternoon nap by his own body on alert, and there he was, Hyunjin in the flesh, wearing only an expensive robe and with his arms crossed, watching him sleep.

“Do you know how royal baths work, pet?” he asked, and Minho nodded. He had been a nobleman his entire life, afterall. “Good, then you’ll bathe me.”

Minho was in shock when Hyunjin released his chains and stood in front of him, staring coldly at him. There was no warmth in his expression from the first day. He seemed to be studying Minho again.

Hyunjin hadn't stopped considering him a worthy opponent just because he was his slave now, Minho realized.

“Don't try anything, we'll have guards outside the bathroom,” Hyunjin said and started walking away. Minho meant to follow him, naked.

People in the castle ignored them, even the omegas. If that was an order by Hyunjin or simple respect for their prince, it was still unknown to Minho.

Hyunjin's bathroom was large, fit for a monarch. Made of marble with a plunge pool, hot water flowed from a pipe that likely came directly from some water heating system. Hyunjin stopped in front of Minho, removing his robe and causing the alpha's mind to race.

Hyunjin was beautiful. His immaculate skin made any alpha crazy with the desire to mark him. There were moles on his skin, almost as if marking places to kiss and bite. Not to mention his pussy, it's bush carefully trimmed, probably with a pair of scissors. Minho could still see a flash of pink color and fought the urge to have him right there.

There was a vulnerability of being naked in the same room as Hyunjin, which made him prone to becoming aroused, and Hyunjin could see it.

“Pet?” Hyunjin called, and Minho took a deep breath to stay calm, but it might've been the wrong choice, because now Hyunjin's scents filled his senses. A mix of blackberry and something citrus, it made Minho's mouth water.

“Coming… my prince,” Minho said through his teeth and picked up a washcloth to clean Hyunjin's body. It was only an initial step, and considering there were no other employees in the bathroom, Minho was obliged to perform all the steps of the bath.

That wasn't a mere coincidence. It was a demonstration of power. Hyunjin wanted to show that he could control him and would use him as he pleased.

A slave. A pet. That's all you are now. Act like it. A voice said in Minho's head, and he tried to shut it down. All his life, he had been treated as a king and a fighter. Being stuck in Hyunjin's kingdom was corrupting his mind. He needed an opening soon, a way out.

Or no. He could stay here and be Hyunjin's. Stay. Stay. Stay. Stay-

“Hmmm, Minho.” Hyunjin moaned when he dropped the washcloth, interrupting Minho's thoughts. The alpha barely realized he was massaging Hyunjin's body as he helped him clean his body.

“Does it feel nice, your Highness?” Minho asked, and Hyunjin only groaned, nodding with his head.

It was risky to take liberties, so Minho didn't bother getting too close to any intimate areas beyond what was necessary. Although he was staring, he was sure Hyunjin could feel the change in his scent.

“It would be good to get in the water now… your Highness,” Minho said with hesitation. He wasn't used to being on the other side of such honorifics.

Hyunjin opened his eyes, looking at the alpha with dilated pupils, clear proof that he had felt the change in Minho's scent and was affected. He said nothing, only stepping into the water, he grunted and seemed to revel in the steaming water.

Minho could understand how comfortable it must be. It had been days since he'd had a hot bath like that. The maids who came to bathe him only gave him cold water without perfume, the most basic kind of bath, but still quite a privilege for a slave. Minho recognized that Hyunjin cherished him, but he just didn't understand how much that influenced his choices.

“Clean yourself and come in to help me wash my hair,” Hyunjin said, then turned his back, which gave Minho a different perspective on the omega and… Heavens, he was truly lost.

Minho quickly used the washcloth, but cautiously entered the pool. Hyunjin looked at him over his shoulder and smiled. Minho tried to ignore his cock, which was showing signs of waking up. He really wanted to be good and not receive punishment for acting out.

Washing Hyunjin's hair was easy, so silky to the touch that it felt like silk. The problem was being so close to the omega's back, the danger of his feeling his erection was imminent.

“Minho,” Hyunjin said, getting out of the pool, and Minho felt his whole body stop, almost as if on command. “Soap.”

The alpha acted automatically, grabbing the soap and the various perfumes he saw carefully placed on a tray. He poured the perfumes over Hyunjin's body and also into the water, so the bath was scented. Nobles liked to have their scents mixed with things they liked, and he could tell immediately that Hyunjin liked flowers by how the room started smelling lavender. Then, he spread the soap carefully over Hyunjin's body, who rested seated on the edge.

Touching Hyunjin's body with his bare hands was dangerous. Minho assumed the omega had been a virgin all this time. He was imprisoned and was left with only his thoughts to entertain himself. He was sure that most omegas in the prince's position would take him as their own and use his knot as a toy, but not Hyunjin. He had avoided him after what they did in the throne room, and now he was playing with his mind.

Minho's hand stopped on Hyunjin's hip. The soap he had spread had already been washed away. He didn't even notice that the omega was splashing water on his body while Minho applied the soap.

“Minho,” Hyunjin called, and Minho ignored him, refusing to look up and see what he feared.

“Your Highness,” he replied formally with his eyes down.

“Alpha.” Hyunjin tried again, this time holding his wrist and guiding Minho’s hand to the place Minho was trying so hard to avoid.

There had to be a reason why there were no maids nearby, and the guards were outside. It wasn’t just a matter of displaying dominance.

Minho felt his fingers touch Hyunjin’s wet pussy. He pushed his fingers between the folds and groaned softly. Minho felt his self-control crumble. It was a test. Hyunjin was testing him on purpose to punish him.

“Alpha,” he said again, but groaning, controlling Minho’s hand until two of his fingers entered his hole. Minho bit his lip hard enough to draw blood so he wouldn't growl.

Hyunjin, noticing his resistance to doing anything but obey, allowing him to do whatever he wanted, began using Minho's hand. He moved his fingers as if they were a mere toy fucking his own pussy. He spread his legs for better access, and Minho was going crazy with the wet sound he heard from his pussy and the sensation of having Hyunjin tighten around his fingers.

"Touch me," the omega groaned after a few minutes, his right leg trembling in a way that indicated his orgasm was near. Minho went wild.

He held Hyunjin's waist with his other hand, pulling him close and reminding himself not to put him on his lap, not when his cock was fully aroused and leaking. His fingers acted with instinct, fucking three digits into the omega's pussy until he came in a loud moan and squirt, an obscene amount of slick covering Minho's hand.

Hyunjin was beautiful. Minho couldn't stop thinking about it. He wanted to sink his teeth into that unmarked neck, regardless of their past disagreements, due to their family and kingdom. Two rivals since birth. A prince and his personal slave.

“Fuck…” Hyunjin grunted and pulled his fingers away, tugging at Minho's wrist, his legs trembling after his orgasm. The alpha was sure his pussy was still throbbing.

Hyunjin then observed Minho's hand full of slick with a neutral face and brought the alpha's hand to his own mouth.

“Lick,” he ordered, and Minho obeyed, like an obedient puppy. He closed his eyes for a brief moment as the sweet taste of slick hit his tongue, but he could still feel the slight bitterness of an omega's cum.

Hyunjin watched everything with dilated pupils, but didn't let Minho lick up every last drop. That one belonged to him. He pulled the alpha's hand towards him and licked the entire length of his fingers, savoring his own taste, and Minho was going crazy. He had never been so turned on by another person in his entire life. The omega seemed to have noticed this, because he smiled, leaning closer as if to kiss him, and with that action, Minho realized he wanted him to. He wanted to kiss someone like never before.

But the kiss never came. Instead, he pushed Minho away and walked off, yelling for the guards to take him away as he put on his robe. Minho was dragged through the corridors with very little care, while Hyunjin looked at him with superiority. It was clear what he was thinking.

He had won against the alpha again, and Minho had lost.

Hyunjin, while being malicious when least expected, also cared, in a strange way, but that seemed to be it. Care.

The day after Minho had been dragged to his room and beaten by the alpha guards for touching their precious omega prince—something Minho doubted was the prince's order—Minho was given access to a bathroom with hot water, alone, to bathe.

The feeling of being alone without chains was strange, even more so without guards and maids around. The omega seemed to be loosening his collar, although Minho dismissed it. It must be a game, he was sure. The prince seemed obsessed with games, and this was just another test.

Except it didn't seem that way. Minho received a visit from a maid who applied ointment to his bruises, and he asked who had sent her there. For the first time, a maid answered his question.

“His Highness, of course.” She said it as if it were obvious, and Minho blinked a few times, processing that information. She gave a slight bow and left the room.

News that some guards had been flogged for touching something belonging to the prince reached Minho a few days later, shortly after he noticed the guard rotation had changed.

Care. Could an omega like Hyunjin care about a captive alpha? Because Minho was much more of a prisoner than a slave. He wasn't allowed to roam the palace, and his routine consisted exclusively of staying in his room away from anyone else. Chained up.

What were Hyunjin's thoughts behind this? What were his motives? Minho wanted to know. He wanted to talk to him and discover what went through his head. All the frustration and anger he felt from losing the war was turning into a feeling of wishing to unravel the prince.

This was new to Minho. Most of his life, he only cared about his kingdom and people, but now- He didn't need to do that. His thoughts could be reserved by a singular person, one plaguing his mind. However, he could understand why Hyunjin wanted him to emerge victorious from the betrayal he himself had caused. Hyunjin was a worthy rival. Minho hadn't given him credit until he was in that confinement.

It took a few more days before Hyunjin appeared in his room again. This time, servants brought a wooden table and trays of food. It was dinnertime after all. Hyunjin appeared in formal attire, again without the crown on his head, but now Minho knew it was because he didn't need one to look like a prince. His posture already made him one.

Minho silently watched Hyunjin smile at him, sitting in the opposite chair that was closest to Minho's bed and the point from which he was chained.

"Come have dinner with your prince," Hyunjin said, and that wasn't a request. It was an order.

Minho stood up and sat at the table. If it weren't for his nudity, he could have looked like a nobleman, just like Hyunjin, simply by his posture at the table. Hyunjin analyzed him, as always, and Minho pretended not to notice, since he was hungry and tired of the prince's games.

The dinner itself was silent. Hyunjin would comment on something about the court to Minho, asking his opinion on very few situations. The omega himself seemed to appreciate the silence of the room and the privacy as well. As soon as Hyunjin entered, he dismissed the guards, saying he wanted some alone time with his slave. The look the alphas gave Minho before leaving was so intense and envious that it left Minho both apprehensive and confident.

No one had dared to touch him after the others' punishment, but Minho felt the tension in the palace. Many there disliked him and his presence. Perhaps only the maids and Hyunjin cared for him. This thought brought him back to the present.

“Sweets?” Minho asked, looking at a small box Hyunjin had hidden somewhere with him.

The fact that Minho hadn't noticed the box before was suspicious in itself, but the fact that it was sweets made him even more alert.

Why would an omega who insisted on beating him at everything and humiliating him in certain ways offer him sweets? Sure, Hyunjin cared, but he was also testing him repeatedly.

“I feel like I haven’t been treating you as well as I should. After all, you’ve been so obedient, Minho. My pet deserves a treat.”

Minho reflexively raised an eyebrow, and he was lucky Hyunjin was so understanding and hadn’t reached out to hit him.

“You eat one, and I’ll eat the other. It’s no problem.” Hyunjin said, and his tone was so positive that even his sincerity seemed too sweet.

Minho chose the sweet first because he didn’t trust Hyunjin not to try to give him something poisoned. The omega proved himself a little insane with each obedience test, and this one was no different. In one bite, Minho already knew what Hyunjin had planned.

Aphrodisiac.

So well made that only someone trained would smell it, and Minho was a king and a soldier, of course, he would recognize it. He was in the field, and many people had fought to be the one who would be his partner. Everyone loves a winner, and they love a victorious king even more. His resistance training against aphrodisiacs was strictly for these reasons. It was beneficial against enemies and even allies. Mentally, he thanked his training, for it allowed him to savor a chocolate treat without guilt, and he took the time to observe Hyunjin's reaction to eating the other treat.

Initially, Hyunjin seemed calm, just like Minho, chewing the candy as if it were nothing. However, it took a while to take effect, and that's when Minho noticed Hyunjin's rosy cheeks and sweat accumulating on his forehead. Minho remained calm and unaffected, except for a heightened sensitivity in his cock, but he had learned to deal with that in recent days, especially since he had been naked since the moment he got there and became a pet. 

"M-Minho," Hyunjin stammered after a while, gripping the table tightly and opening his own clothes, exposing part of his immaculate neck and shoulder skin. "It's so hot in here.”

“I haven't noticed it, my prince,” Minho said, and Hyunjin frowned, squirming in his chair and running fingers through his hair, exposing his forehead.

Minho was studying him intently now. Hyunjin's scent had a greater effect on him than the aphrodisiac itself, but now he knew how cunning the omega was, and he wouldn't fall for temptation again.

Hyunjin writhed in his chair, increasingly undressing and moaning, while Minho remained seated. Sometimes offering him water or fanning him, his calmness clearly irritated Hyunjin, who was feeling all the symptoms of the aphrodisiac's effects. For minutes, Minho had been absolutely certain that Hyunjin was completely soaked with slicks on his own pants.

“Minho, alpha. Please, come and touch me. Please. I can't take this, it's burning.” Hyunjin begged, and it was only at that moment that Minho stood up and placed his hand on the omega's forehead, who groaned and leaned into the touch. He was completely feverish, a heat induced by the aphrodisiac, and the prince's plan became clear in Minho's mind. Hyunjin planned to lose his virginity and punish him severely. He wanted to test his obedience and how good an alpha he was.

Minho knew that he was the only alpha for Hyunjin at that moment.

On impulse, Minho threw all the dishes on the floor, causing such a noise and commotion that the guards rushed into the room, disregarding Hyunjin's order. Minho pointed at the omega and told them to call the maids, as Hyunjin was showing signs of heat. The fools dared to step forward, pointing their weapons at Minho for his casual touch of their vulnerable prince, but Minho was fed up with any games. He growled at them, and Hyunjin moaned his name. It was enough to send them running away flustered. 

“They will come to collect you and take you to a safe place,” Minho reassured, and Hyunjin was clinging to him, even his touch burning hot in the alpha's skin. He couldn't tell if it was because the omega was in a state of preheat or if it was simply because Hyunjin was touching him so desperately. His alpha was preened by it.

“I don’t need a safe place. I just need you and your knot.” Hyunjin said, and Minho blinked. The alpha could feel his body heating up in reaction to the words, but he knew better than to trust an omega malicious enough to eat aphrodisiacs alone with an alpha in a room.

“You’re delusional, Hyunjin. It’s Heat talking.” Minho reasoned, pulling his hand away from Hyunjin and stepping back. The omega pouted, trying to reach him and failing. Hyunjin growled in disgust.

“No, it’s not,” he said, but Minho could see right through him.

“Yes, it is. And it doesn’t matter that I’m your slave, I won’t do this to you. Not like this.” Minho said and kept his posture, even though Hyunjin was squirming, whimpering, and his tears running down his face as he tried to fight against the aphrodisiac.

It was really hard, Minho was getting dizzy, and this test was pushing him towards the edge of doubting his self-control. His savior came running in the form of a team of maids, rushing and fussing over the prince.

Hyunjin was practically dragged away from Minho by the omegas, who remained standing, observing the look of pure anger and frustration directed at him by the prince.

Minho had won a test that Hyunjin had planned for his defeat. He was sure the prince wouldn't take it that easily.

The castle had been in chaos since Hyunjin entered his preheat state. The guards weren't sticking to their fixed schedule. Their priority was protecting the prince's integrity and ensuring his safety, especially given the tensions in neighboring territories after the conquest of Minho's kingdom. Any chance to kill or mate with Hyunjin was dangerous for them, and he was vulnerable during heat. 

Minho took advantage of the confusion. The servants themselves were slow to clean up the mess he had made by knocking the silverware and table to the floor, which allowed him to steal a knife and fork. As soon as the servants left, they locked Minho inside the room since he was unguarded. A closed door was more than enough to keep a chained alpha captive. Except that now he was doing his best with the silverware to free his chains. The moment he broke free, he could finally relax. His hands were hurting, and the cutlery was unusable because of how twisted he made them.

Adrenaline buzzed in his ears, and Minho wondered what he would do next. He could escape. He was sure that, given the chaos of the palace, all he had to do was steal a servant's clothes and leave without a problem. But where would he go? He didn't know if he would be able to return to his kingdom, and he didn't know which allies he still had. His trust in his army had been destroyed. However, if he stayed, he would be bound to Hyunjin forever. He was certain of it. The omega seemed happy to keep him captive. His alpha pet, as he himself called him.

Minho considered this and then finally decided on the obvious. He waited.

And his door opened with a bang hours later.

“How did you do it?” Hyunjin demanded as soon as he entered Minho's room, not even caring to lock the doors behind him. He was disheveled, clearly a runaway from wherever they had put him, with only a robe covering his body.

“How did I do what, your Highness?” Minho asked calmly, sitting on the edge of his bed.

“Don't pretend you don't know and act like this. You know who I am talking to, and it's not the slave.” Hyunjin said, and Minho realized that all this time Hyunjin had been treating him like he was two different people. The king, his sworn rival, and his slave, his personal toy.

“So, how did you do it? How did you not get affected by the aphrodisiac?” Hyunjin asked again.

Minho decided to do the same as him, and for the last time assumed his king-self facing his enemy.

“Well, I am a slave, Hyunjin. Just as I am a king, but there was something you've failed to consider in your little game, something that is your biggest flaw.”

Hyunjin seemed to be disturbed by having a flaw. He had maniac eyes and his scent was fluctuating between sweet and aroused, to dominating and possessive.

“What then? What have I missed?”

“You're an amazing strategist, but I've been born a strategist and a fighter. It takes more than an aphrodisiac to take me down.” Minho rose from where he was sitting, and Hyunjin noticed he didn't have his chains anymore. He looked pale for a second. “You lost, my prince.”

Hyunjin stared at him, breathing heavily until he did something Minho didn't expect, but still craved for it. It seemed unhinged, but probably it was because of how impossible it seemed that Minho understood why it happened, because he felt the same way.

The omega took his robe off and jumped into Minho's arms. Minho caught him, and Hyunjin pulled him to a fervent, desperate kiss.

“This isn't a test,” echoed loudly in Minho's head at every lip touch and how their tongues danced around each other.

“I knew that you were worthy. I knew it.” Hyunjin muttered against Minho's lips, their noses touching and making Minho finally understand the reason behind all of this.

“You're a sick omega. Psychotic.” Minho said, and Hyunjin scruffed him.

“I’m still your prince, respect me,” he demanded, and Minho felt his body soften at the touch. Hyunjin smiled at this, “Domesticated, hm? You were always destined for me, weren’t you? Perfect for me. My pet alpha.”

Minho was the one who kissed him this time, silencing him. It seemed impossible to stay away from Hyunjin’s mouth. Even free from the chains, he was chained to him. Hyunjin pushed him onto the bed as if the alpha weighed nothing and crawled until he was on top of him. His scent was so potent that Minho would have felt suffocated if he hadn’t been completely obsessed with that sweetness that only Hyunjin possessed.

“You’re a virgin prince,” Minho said as Hyunjin licked his jaw, nibbling at his skin.

“That makes no difference at all. I’ve had omegas to help my heat. I’m not pure, and I certainly don’t plan on handing over my throne to an alpha. I prefer them dead,” Hyunjin said close to his ear, laughing as if it were funny. “I could kill you as soon as you fill me with cum, breed me until I’m full of pups. That’s what you’re good for.”

Minho had an opening and reversed their positions. He was between Hyunjin’s legs, his throbbing cock leaking precum against his completely wet, slick pussy. It was obscene, erotic in a way Minho hadn’t even imagined an omega. He pressed his hand against Hyunjin’s neck, choking him against the pillow. The omega laughed again, maintaining eye contact with Minho as he tightened his circulation.

“A worthy opponent, that’s what I am to you, right? Had you missed the chance to keep me like this? Chained up like a dog? On a leash for whenever you need me.” Minho asked, and Hyunjin groaned, rolling his eyes and moving his hips against Minho’s erection.

Minho looked down, seeing the omega's wet pussy, its clitoris swollen with lust. With his free hand, he spanked it. Hyunjin groaned and gasped, Minho choked him more as he spanked his pussy some more, reveling in the cries and sounds Hyunjin made with each impact. It was almost like revenge, except he was sure the omega was enjoying it just as much as he was.

“Knot, please,” Hyunjin asked, gasping for air, and Minho stared with lidded eyes full of lust. He wasn't the only one needy at that moment.

Minho hoped that during preheat and heat hours, Hyunjin had touched himself enough to be stretched. Not wanting to lose any time, Minho gathered some of his slick with his fingers to use as lube, touching the omega’s cunt for a mere second and making him shudder. He jerked his cock with it, giving it a few pumps before aligning with Hyunjin's hole and bottoming out in a single thrust. Hyunjin screamed, gripping so tightly on Minho's bicep that the alpha was sure he left nail marks there.

“All that I'm good for, your Highness? Does my cock feel good to your liking?” Minho grunted between his teeth, struggling to keep himself sane with how tight Hyunjin was around him.

Hyunjin didn't even respond right away. He seemed to be in another orbit after being invaded by the alpha's cock.

"You feel as big as it looks," was the only thing he said, panting, before Minho fucked him hard, grabbing his hips and thrusting into him as any alpha would with an omega as beautiful as him.

"Pretty," Minho said unintentionally amidst his thrusts, and Hyunjin laughed, pulling Minho's hair and smiling at the moan the alpha let out.

"You like fucking my pussy, mutt? You're the only one who has the right to do this, you know, and you better do it right, or I'll punish you.” Hyunjin said, and Minho growled at the implications that he might not do it right.

“You’re the one who begged for the knot yesterday and today. I don’t think I need to worry,” Minho said through gritted teeth, the heat rising in him like unbridled rage, and then he stopped talking, acting as Hyunjin wanted. He was just a mutt to fuck and breed, and so he would do it like it. 

Hyunjin screamed in every position Minho put him in. The omega’s stamina failed to keep up with the alpha’s pent-up lust, only Hyunjin's heat keeping him on par. Minho’s knot was big, so big that the first time he received it, Hyunjin squirted even before fully entering it. His pussy was stretching to its limit to accommodate it, and Minho forced it in until it was entirely inside, hips touching hips. Hyunjin’s body convulsed, his entire leg trembling as his pussy squirted a mixture of cum and slick. Minho’s bed was covered in sweat and fluid from both of them.

When the alpha pulled out the first time, he was impressed that Hyunjin's surging hormones were so strong that his cock didn't soften and still throbbed, much more sensitive.

"Yes, yes. Heavens, Minho, fuck." Hyunjin moaned deliriously, his long fingers teasing his gaping pussy, leaking his cum like a faucet. He pushed the cum back in as he masturbated, trying to recapture the sensation of being full again.

Minho watched silently for a while until he growled instinctively. Hyunjin grunted when Minho pulled his hips and manhandled him into another position, leaving him on all fours before pushing his cock all the way in again and going deeper.

Fucking Hyunjin was already in his nature. The omega must be right. He must have been made to fuck him.

"Good alpha. Good, perfect for me." Hyunjin praised, and with each word, Minho lost himself even more in the role of pet for that crazy prince.

He made sure to breed him full, fucking him until the last drop was inside him, to the point where he had a visible belly bulge. The alpha was proud after Hyunjin's heat ended, kissing his belly right over the mole Hyunjin had next to his belly button and also cleaning up the excess cum with his tongue, showing Hyunjin that mutts knew how to lick and suck too.

The prince was nestled in extra sheets that Minho had taken from the closet in the corner of the room where the maids kept their things. Weeks of observing everyone's work had prepared him for this moment, including opening the door himself and speaking to the guard he was sure was there. Not only because, in the prince's disappearance, Minho was sure they would check his quarters first, but also because the alpha recognized the strange scent trying to invade the omega's nest.

The guard almost fell from his post, his eyes wide. Minho had already gotten used to being naked, so he didn't know why he was shocked. Had Hyunjin exaggerated the marks on his neck? He couldn't tell, but the guard listened to him right away and ran to inform the maids of his request.

Minho asked for food, since during the heat moment, no one dared to step into the room, overwhelmed by the hormones of a possessive omega and alpha. The alpha walked to the bed, debating whether to lie on the floor or lie next to the prince, until Hyunjin opened his arms, an invitation then.

Hyunjin snuggled up to him, so calm and relaxed that he didn't even seem like the same prince he knew. If Minho concentrated, he could hear him purring softly, and that was enough to calm him down, too. He adjusted his position to caress Hyunjin while they waited for food.

“What now?” Minho asked while he ran his fingers through Hyunjin's hair.

“What do you mean?” Hyunjin looked at him.

“I mean, you're not a virgin, you might as well be pregnant,” Minho said, turning his face to look at him. "What does this change? You didn't make a strategy for this to happen for nothing, or did you?"

“This doesn't change anything. You're still my pet slave, an alpha worthy to carry pups, and I'll soon be crowned, that's all I wanted. Heirs and the throne for myself, because I won't mate with anyone else.” Hyunjin said seriously, and Minho chuckled, shaking his head and continuing to caress Hyunjin, ignoring how he kept asking what his chuckle was for.

“It's fine for me. I can be your captive king that keeps breeding your pussy.” Minho said, and Hyunjin slapped him.

Minho laughed again, knowing this for sure would grant him punishments from a crazy omega. But he was genuinely happy by this outcome.