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Chanyeol, Prince of the Underworld, knew that the well-being of his bloodline lay in the success of the Fertility Ceremony. It was a tradition as old as time, one that had been passed down through generations to ensure the perfection and continuity of the power that his family held in the universe.
It was said that whoever was to join the Royal Family had to be carefully chosen. They were to have the ideal genetic makeup that would enhance the power that ran in the family. As such, earlier generations developed a special spell, one that was taught close to the moment when the heirs were to reach the right age.
As the heir to the throne, Chanyeol had reached the moment to unite his life with the perfect partner and to give birth to children that would succeed him and his family one day. Children that would be perfect genetically, powerful and beautiful. The ideal heirs to the throne.
On the outside, Chanyeol looked perfectly calm and collected. No one would be able to tell that on the inside, he was trembling from the nerves. If something were to go wrong, Chanyeol’s family would be upset and the future of the family could be compromised. Chanyeol couldn’t afford for that to happen.
"Chanyeol, my dear son, step forward and proceed with the ceremony," said his father, Gong Yoo, or Lucifer, as he was widely known.
Chanyeol obeyed and stepped down the set of three stairs that separated the thrones from the center of the room. There was an altar made of the finest oak wood poised proudly with intricate spiral carved onto its legs. On top of it were two bowls made of black marble; one had burning coal to represent the ever-burning fires of Hell and the other had the clearest of water as a sign of purity of the union that was to come.
Chanyeol placed his hands over the bowls, one over each, his fingers extended. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath and started to recite the incantation that only those of Demonic Royalty knew. It was a poem, written in the beginning of time, back when the first Lucifer, in search of perfection, united his life with an angel and gave birth to their bloodlines.
The words were in an ancient language, a demonic dialect long forgotten with the passage of time. It spoke of a promise to seek the best genetics in the world to continue the legacy of Hell. Every descendant to come was to be perfect in strength and power… and in beauty.
It was a plea for fertility and compatibility. For devotion and companionship. For only two beings who got along could birth and nurture the perfection that the universe sought.
Chanyeol could feel a tingle run through his body and when he opened his eyes, a light tinted with red illuminated the area around him. The royalty that were present, all from different kingdoms who sought allegiance and favor from the Heavens and Hell, looked astonished. Chanyeol knew what it meant. His aura, red like the fire of his soul, became visible and shone bright as his body begged for the universe to grant him favor.
Once the words came to an end, Chanyeol grabbed the sacred blade that had been granted to the original Lucifer by God himself. It was made from the purest silver, forever sharp and imbued with the blessing of the Heavens. With it, Chanyeol cut his left palm and poured droplets of his blood into the bowl with coal. The coal sizzled and vapor the color of Chanyeol's aura started to float into the air.
Chanyeol recited the words one more time, this time in his mind as his eyes remained stuck on the reaction that symbolized his promise to protect his bloodline in power.
When he finished reciting, he cut his right palm and poured blood on the bowl of water. The water turned murky and rivulets of black and red started to spread across its surface.
He closed his eyes and started his chanting once again, this time with more force and fervor. In his mind, a light started to shine amongst the darkness of his thoughts. He could smell the sweet scent of strawberries and cherry blossoms. He could hear a sweet laugh, one that instantly made his heart swell with emotions he couldn't put into words.
A silhouette started to form amongst the light. Curvacious and soft, with long hair. Soft features shone through the fog that covered the creature's face until Chanyeol could perfectly make out a pair of beautiful, downturned puppy eyes.
Before Chanyeol could see more, the image in his mind disappeared and gasps could be heard around the room. But Chanyeol ignored it. He wasn't supposed to open his eyes until he finished his last chanting, even if the reaction made him curious and the silhouette he saw looked enticing.
Once the last word slipped past his lips, he gave himself a second to breathe. He was eager to meet his partner, but the thought of not knowing them properly before taking the next step was nerve-wracking. Which was silly because he was the son of Lucifer, only his father and God surpassed him in power.
He schooled his features before opening his eyes and turning around. At the foot of the stairs that led to the thrones where Chanyeol's parents were sitting, a figure stood, draped in black robes that flowed around their body like soft waves. He could notice the soft curves he saw in his mind and his body grew eager to explore them without fabric in between. He noticed the long black hair that fell down their shoulders and got lost behind their back. It looked silky and soft. Chanyeol couldn't wait to bury his nose in it and smell the sweet scent.
When his eyes reached their face, Chanyeol felt all air leave his body. He'd never seen a more beautiful male before. His mind's eye conjured an image that simply couldn't compare to the vision in front of him. Kind blue eyes the color of the sky stared back at him with nervousness. They were droopy and puppy-like, very expressive and beautiful. His face was oval and his skin was unblemished, it looked like the most delicate porcelain. His lips were full and downturned, the most beautiful pair of lips Chanyeol had ever seen.
And his nose… Chanyeol never thought a nose would make his heart beat with wonder, but it did. It was perfectly shaped and he felt the need to plant the softest kisses on the round tip.
Chanyeol immediately knew this man was an omega wolf, a dominant one at that. Even he, as a demon, could easily catch the smell of his pheromones, the same his mind was able to catch before.
Eager to speak to this beautiful creature, Chanyeol stepped forward and studied his features closely. The man looked nervous, but strangely enough, there was no fear in his eyes. Only questions that Chanyeol hoped he could answer soon.
"What is your name?" he asked.
"Baekhyun, Your Highness," he replied.
Goodness, even his voice made Chanyeol's insides tremble. He'd never heard anything more beautiful.
"Where are you from?"
Baekhyun stared into Chanyeol's eyes and gulped. "My father is the king of Lumenaria, Your Highness."
No wonder he heard gasps. Chanyeol turned around and met the eyes of said king and his successor, an alpha prince that could never compare to Baekhyun's beauty. "Your Majesty, it seems like I'm marrying your son."
He wasn't asking for permission. Regardless of what the king wished, Chanyeol would marry Baekhyun.
The king stood up and bowed down. Even if the man was royalty himself, he wasn't at the same level as Chanyeol. "It'll be an honor to have my son unite his life with you, Your Highness."
The alpha prince followed his father's actions. Chanyeol was pleased by the display of respect. He knew of their kind's tendency for rudeness and wouldn't have tolerated an ounce of disrespect.
"Excuse me, Your Highness," spoke up another king, an alpha from the kingdom of Aruminia.
Chanyeol raised his eyebrow. He knew this male was arrogant, he'd seen how he acted in front of those he regarded as inferior. But to speak up so boldly to Chanyeol, someone with much more power than this male could even imagine, would be done only by someone very brave or very foolish. Chanyeol wondered which one this male was.
"Speak, " said Chanyeol. He was curious to hear what the king had to say.
"The omega here was promised to me by his father. We were to get married next week," he said.
The man was foolish, yes.
"Not anymore, Your Majesty," said Chanyeol. "He will marry me tomorrow evening."
The male looked like he wanted to protest, but Lucifer's voice stopped him cold. "The universe has spoken. Chanyeol shall marry Baekhyun tomorrow, " he said before posing his hard stare on the king. "And that is final."
The man didn't seem pleased, but there was nothing he could do about it. He would have to go against Lucifer and God.
Pleased by the outcome, Chanyeol turned his back to the king and instead focused on the beauty in front of him.
"Of course, Your Highness, if you don't want to marry me, I will respect that and so will my father and God," said Chanyeol.
Baekhyun studied Chanyeol's features. His pretty cheeks turned a pretty rosy color. "I'd be honored, Your Highness."
Chanyeol was pleasantly surprised by the reply. If the universe established they shall marry, the only way to go against it was if one of the parties didn't consent. It happened rarely, but it was always necessary to ask.
"Then, allow my queen to accompany you in the preparation process," said Lucifer.
Chanyeol's mother Hae Rim stepped forward and whisked Baekhyun away. Chanyeol watched them leave with a feeling of anticipation in his heart.
"He is a beautiful male, son," said his father. He placed a hand on Chanyeol's shoulder and squeezed. "Take good care of him. "
Chanyeol promised he would. He didn't know why, but deep in his heart, he felt like Baekhyun would be much more than a consort to him.
And he was excited to see it happen.
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After his father gave the last instructions to those invited to the ceremony, Chanyeol hurried down the palace hallways. He was eager to see his future husband. He wanted to speak to him.
Thankfully, the beauty was in the bedroom assigned to him with Chanyeol's mother. Baekhyun looked nervous and shy.
"Son, I was explaining to Baekhyun what will happen tomorrow," said his father. "But I believe it's better if you speak to him yourself."
Chanyeol nodded. "Yes, mother."
Hae Rim stepped forward and booped Chanyeol's nose. "Be nice to him. He's a gem."
Chanyeol didn't doubt his mother's words one bit. Just from looking at Baekhyun, Chanyeol knew he was one lucky motherfucker. The omega was perfect in every sense of the word and could only imagine he was as beautiful inside too.
Once alone, Chanyeol took a seat next to Baekhyun on the bed. They looked into each other's eyes and small, shy smiles adorned their lips at the same time.
"I need to explain how the ceremony will go. I don't want you to be caught off-guard. And I want you to be comfortable."
Baekhyun smiled. "I know how the ceremony goes," he said. "The moment I appeared in front of everyone in the throne room, I understood. You don't have to worry."
Chanyeol felt himself relax slightly. "You do?"
Baekhyun nodded. "As an omega, my parents allowed me to leave the palace only on a handful of occasions. I wasn't allowed to do much inside the palace, either. My brother felt bad for me and often took me to the library so I could get out of my bedroom without my parents getting upset. I spent a lot of my time reading every book I could get my hands on, even the ones my parents didn't allow me to touch. One of them was about Heaven and Hell and well, it explained in great detail what will happen tomorrow."
Chanyeol frowned. He knew of the beliefs shapeshifters had. And he hated them.
Omegas were viewed as property. They had next to no rights and were used as breeding machines. Chanyeol always hated how that sounded coming from Hell, where things worked differently.
Not that Hell was paradise or anything, of course. Everyone knew Hell was where souls went to be punished for unforgivable sins they committed while on Earth. But if there was one thing demons had clear was that, regardless of sin and background, each individual was independent and belonged to themselves only.
To imagine that, as an omega son of the monarch of his kingdom, Baekhyun probably lived a difficult life. It made Chanyeol's blood boil. He had an idea of how things could have gone, but he had to ask, to confirm if his suspicions were right.
"Have you ever had sex? " asked Chanyeol.
Baekhyun's cheeks grew red. "N-no, I have not. My parents never allowed it."
Chanyeol figured as much. Demons didn't deem sex as a sign of purity, but shapeshifters were a different matter. "And they were planning to marry you off to-" Chanyeol made a face of disgust "-King Hang Gyeol."
Baekhyun's eyes grew sad. "He always showed an interest in me, so as soon as I came of age, he negotiated with my parents."
"But you didn't want to marry him."
Baekhyun nodded. "He's cruel and… grotesque. Everyone knows he marries young concubines to breed them and then he tosses them aside. I never wanted that kind of life and my brother was always against it too. But my parents never listened. As an omega, my only purpose is to carry pups."
Chanyeol's heart hurt at the omega's words. "That's not true," he said. Chanyeol reached his hand over and cupped Baekhyun's cheek gently. "Know that even if the initial purpose of this ceremony is to pair me with the perfect candidate genetically to continue my bloodline, you are not forced to have babies any time soon. Whenever you're ready we'll go ahead. And if you're never ready, we'll find a solution too."
Chanyeol noticed tears well in Baekhyun's eyes. "I want to have children. I always wanted to… but with someone who cared about my well-being. Someone who could respect me and be kind." Baekhyun gulped. "I know I can find that with you and I would be honored to carry your children."
Chanyeol's heart skipped a couple of beats. He never thought he would hear his future partner say something like that when they barely knew each other. "How can you be so sure?"
Baekhyun bit his pretty bottom lip and turned shy. "I-I just do."
Chanyeol frowned. "Why do I feel like you're hiding something from me?”
Baekhyun's cheeks darkened to a tone of red that worried Chanyeol. "It's embarrassing," he stuttered.
Chanyeol stared at Baekhyun with confusion. "Just tell me. I won't judge you."
Baekhyun looked at Chanyeol from under his eyelashes. He looked irresistible and Chanyeol had to use all his will power not to kiss him. "When you paid a visit to the kingdom ten years ago with your father, I-I saw you arrive through my bedroom window a-and-" his voice broke. "You were so h-handsome I slipped past the guards in charge of me and hid behind a wall to watch you and your father in the throne room with my parents and brother."
Chanyeol didn't expect that at all. "Y-You-"
Baekhyun became flustered. "I know it sounds weird, but I couldn't help myself." He gulped. "From that moment forward, I spent years hoping I could meet you somehow… Like a fool, I fantasized about having a cliché love story with you." Baekhyun looked down at his fingers and sighed. "Until my parents announced my marriage to king Hang Gyeol."
Chanyeol didn't know what to say. He doubted there was anything he could say anyway.
"I know that this situation isn't the most ideal, but would you believe me if I told you these last few minutes I've spent speaking to you have been the most peaceful I've felt in my life?" added Baekhyun. He met Chanyeol's gaze with his pretty blue eyes filled with tears. "I was always heavily watched. I couldn't move without having a retinue of the best trained guards following my every step."
From his pretty lips escaped a self-deprecating laugh that made Chanyeol's heartbreak. "The Universe choosing me as your perfect match gave me the liberty I've lacked all my life. So don't doubt me when I say I know I'll be better with you than I ever was with them ."
Chanyeol felt a myriad of emotions fill his mind. Emotions he couldn't quite put into words. To think this beautiful angel in front of him, the definition of perfection, had suffered the constraint and the tyranny of a culture that deemed him inferior because of his gender. All because of ancient, archaic beliefs that had no place in the society they currently lived in.
He reached his hand over and wiped away the tear that had stained Baekhyun's cheek. A tear that shouldn't be there. "I promise your life will be different here. I'll work hard for the rest of my existence to make sure you can live the life you've always wanted without the constraint of your family and the society that ruined your life."
Baekhyun nodded. "Thank you," he mumbled, tears still rolling down his face.
Chanyeol ran soothing circles with his thumb on Baekhyun's soft skin. "Can I kiss you?"
Baekhyun stared at Chanyeol for a moment before nodding. "Yes, but please, be patient. I've never done it before."
Chanyeol smiled. "Don't worry, pup. We have the rest of our lives to learn together."
Baekhyun smiled. "Thank you."
Chanyeol returned the smile. Then, he cupped Baekhyun's cheeks and leaned forward. Their lips touched with the softest caress. Chanyeol pressed his lips against Baekhyun's a couple of times so as to not overwhelm him. Chanyeol didn't think making out to start off was a good idea. Not when Baekhyun didn't have any experience of the sort.
He moved his lips slowly, savoring the warmth and the softness of his future husband's lips. In return, Baekhyun tried to move his lips at the same pace, so Chanyeol kept his movements slow.
There was no need to rush.
Chanyeol was the first to end the kiss. He felt like he was starting to lose control and the last thing he wanted was to scare Baekhyun… or overstep a boundary.
"Thank you," murmured Baekhyun.
Chanyeol caressed Baekhyun's cheek as he stared in wonder at the beauty he was to spend the rest of his existence with.
"I wish our first time having sex would be private and intimate. I would love to make love to you properly, the way you deserve, but… "
"Our first time together will be watched over, I know," said Baekhyun. He placed his hand over the one Chanyeol had on his cheek and smiled. "I know you'll still take care of me, even if we will be watched."
Chanyeol leaned his forehead against Baekhyun's. I'll make it up to you later. I'll spend the rest of our lives showing how amazing sex is."
Baekhyun smiled. "I know you will and I can't wait."
That night, Chanyeol stayed with Baekhyun. And while they couldn't have sex, that didn't matter because they spent their time together speaking and learning more about each other.
Chanyeol was completely enthralled by his pretty omega. He was smart, kind, and so funny Chanyeol wondered what he did to deserve to have such a beauty like him in his life.
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Baekhyun took a deep breath to try to calm his nerves, but he knew it was futile.
He was aware of what the ceremony would be like and even knew the story behind it. He didn't exactly see the point of doing it the way indicated, but he accepted it the moment he appeared in front of Chanyeol.
That didn't mean he wasn't nervous. After all, a room full of officials -including his father, his brother, and his ex-fiancé- would see him have sex. The thought was nerve-wracking, but Baekhyun knew he could trust Chanyeol and as long as he was there, Baekhyun knew everything would be okay.
Baekhyun knew he was attractive. He was told the same thing all his life. There was a reason why Hang Gyeol took such an interest in him.
But that didn't mean he didn't have his insecurities. He'd been heavily guarded all his life. He lived secluded in between the four walls of his bedroom. Guards were always standing outside his bedroom doors and the windows were bolted securely so no one could enter or exit through them.
And all that over protection also meant Baekhyun couldn't ever truly feel attractive . He wasn't allowed to use clothes that hinted at his figure in any way, shape or form. He also didn't have a mirror in his room permanently. He could only look at his reflection when the maids helped him get prepared for an event, which he was allowed to attend on very few occasions.
He also wasn't allowed to explore his body. He couldn't touch himself except when he was bathing. And even then, he was watched over to make sure he didn't dirty himself.
And his heats… his heats were the most cruel form of torture . As a dominant omega, his heat cycles were more intense than others', but he couldn't even relieve himself. His parents always made sure beta servants watched over him as he writhed in pain from the torture.
He lived a humiliating life that didn't allow him to fully comprehend just how truly beautiful he was.
No one had ever touched him with love and desire. Or with care and affection.
Chanyeol was the first to do it and Baekhyun felt completely enchanted.
"Everything will be okay, " he told himself.
He studied his form in the mirror and reminded himself that he was no longer in that place. And his clothes made that point persistently come across.
His body was covered with robes the color of red roses that tightened at his waist and emphasized his hips. His chest was slightly exposed at the top and the sheerness of the fabric made his nipples slightly visible.
His long black hair was done up in a high ponytail. The maids also applied makeup to his face to enhance his features, they said. One of them applied a heavy line of kohl around his blue eyes, which made them stand out even more. She also used red eye shadow to further emphasize the form of his eyes and used dark red lipstick to make them look fuller.
If he were to be honest, he looked sinful. And the thought made him excited, in a way. This was the boldest he'd ever looked and he really liked it.
"Your Highness, it's time," said the maid that did his makeup and hair.
Baekhyun smiled her way. "Thank you, Nayeon. You did a fantastic job."
She smiled shyly. "You're welcome, Your Highness."
Baekhyun looked at himself once more and took a deep breath before leaving the bedroom. He followed the guards His Majesty Gong Yoo appointed for him.
He was led to the same throne room as the day before. Baekhyun stayed outside the entrance, covered by the guards until he was permitted to enter.
He could hear the murmur of those present in the throne room and felt the nerves in his body increase. Yes, he knew what the ceremony would be like, but that didn't change the fact it made him feel nervous.
What if he made a fool of himself during sex and he embarrassed Chanyeol with his inexperience?
"Your Highness, you may enter now," whispered one of the guards when she noticed Baekhyun hadn't caught the Devil King's cue.
Baekhyun looked up and nodded. He tried to calm his nerves as he stepped a foot inside the throne room and fought with himself to keep his gaze stuck on Chanyeol, who was sitting on a throne next to his parents. He looked gorgeous and imposing with a black suit made of the finest fabrics and his red hair was parted to the side and combed to perfection.
Once at the foot of the steps that led to the thrones, Baekhyun knelt down as a sign of respect before raising his head and looking directly at the royal family. Chanyeol explained the night before -in between kisses and soft touches that made Baekhyun's cheeks warm up at the memory- that he was allowed to look at them directly in the eyes. He would marry Chanyeol and such, he instantly gained all the respect and the rights that were denied to him for being an omega.
Chanyeol stood up and approached Baekhyun, their eyes connected at all times. Neither was allowed to smile, but it wasn't necessary for either to do it with their lips when their eyes said enough.
Chanyeol took Baekhyun's hand in both of his hands and placed a soft kiss on the back of it. Baekhyun felt his cheeks heat up at the gesture and he was sure everyone in the room could probably see the hearts falling from his eyes.
"Are you nervous?" asked Chanyeol in a murmur that only they could hear.
Baekhyun nodded. "Yeah, I am. But I'll be okay if I'm with you."
Baekhyun noticed the way Chanyeol had to fight the smile that wanted to spread across his lips. "Just focus on me. Don't pay attention to anyone else."
Baekhyun nodded. "Only you."
Baekhyun followed Chanyeol's lead after that. King Gong Yoo made a speech to initiate the ceremony and said the words that would bless the couple for the rest of eternity. The words were written in the beginning of time and held the power to bind the ones involved so their union could be strong.
Baekhyun liked the words. It spoke of love and faithfulness. Of strength and companionship. Because from that point forward, Baekhyun wouldn't only be Chanyeol's consort. He would be a prince with all the rights Chanyeol himself had. And someday, when Chanyeol took the throne, Baekhyun would do so with him. Baekhyun would be a King like Chanyeol, and he would rule with equal power and rights.
Baekhyun would have the liberty he never had.
"It is with great pleasure that I welcome Baekhyun into our family and grant him the same power that my son holds from here on out until the end of time," said Queen Hae Rim with pride dripping from her words.
Baekhyun and Chanyeol both bowed to the King and the Queen before standing up straight and turning to look at each other. Chanyeol took the silver knife his mother handed over and made a cut on the palm of his hand. Baekhyun gave him his own and Chanyeol did the same. Then, they joined their bleeding hands and took the first step to officially seal their union.
Now came the second step… the one that made Baekhyun's insides turn with anticipation.
He forced himself to keep his attention solely on Chanyeol. No one else mattered in that moment.
Chanyeol leaned forward. "I'll take care of you," he whispered in Baekhyun's ear.
Baekhyun nodded. He knew Chanyeol would. He trusted him.
Chanyeol led Baekhyun towards the center of the room. A bed, king sized and without a head rest, was placed right in the middle. The bedsheet was black and the frame was made of metal.
Baekhyun gulped, trying to keep his nerves at bay. He kept his eyes stuck on Chanyeol and told himself everything would be okay. No matter what, the only thing that mattered was them.
Chanyeol cupped his cheeks with his hands and ran soothing circles on the soft skin. "I'll take care of you."
Baekhyun nodded and kept his attention on Chanyeol as the latter leaned forward and kissed Baekhyun's lips. Baekhyun closed his eyes and kissed him back, willing himself to think only about them .
Baekhyun held onto Chanyeol's coat and moved his lips with more fervor. He was eager to taste him, to taste the one who stole his heart at a young age.
His other half.
His soulmate .
He moaned when he felt Chanyeol's tongue entered his mouth and lost himself to the sensation of being tasted so thoroughly and so deliciously.
He barely registered when Chanyeol undid the knot that kept his robes clothes… or when Baekhyun himself took Chanyeol's coat off. His mind was completely gone in Chanyeol and the way he was making him feel.
He allowed himself to relax in Chanyeol's arms. He let himself go and didn't think about the eyes in the room that were closely studying his naked skin…
Or the way Chanyeol laid on top of him on the bed, his body equally naked to Baekhyun's…
Or how they kissed and explored with their lips and hands, the way they wanted to do the night before, but were unable to. Nothing was stopping them now from giving way to the carnal needs that had awakened in their bodies the day before.
Baekhyun moaned to his heart's content and kept his eyes tightly closed as Chanyeol used his mouth to pleasure him. He never thought he could feel so good and the fantasies in his mind could have never compared to the reality.
Baekhyun sank his pretty fingers into Chanyeol's soft black hair and pulled with force when Chanyeol started to suck his hardened cock.
No one had ever touched him there . Not even himself. Or at least not to give himself pleasure.
He was always so guarded and watched that he could never explore his own body. He knew of orgasms and sex, but he never had one.
In his mind, he always tried to imagine what it would feel like. But he realized his imagination could never come close to reality.
Baekhyun opened his mouth and screamed Chanyeol's name to his heart's content as Chanyeol moved his head up and down. Sucking sounds filled the room along with Baekhyun's uncontrolled sounds of pleasure.
For a moment, he remembered they were being watched, but a particularly hard suck from Chanyeol on his cockhead made him disregard that thought. Fuck everyone else. Baekhyun felt good for the first time in his life and if others were watching, whatever.
He allowed Chanyeol to do with his body as he pleased. Chanyeol moved him around the bed like a doll to eat his leaking ass and made Baekhyun cum countless times using only his tongue.
And through it all, Baekhyun kept his attention solely on what Chanyeol was making him feel. Everything else was irrelevant.
Despite the circumstances, Chanyeol made sure to prepare Baekhyun properly. By the time he placed Baekhyun on all fours, his fat cock standing tall and proud ready to take his husband, Baekhyun felt his ass leaking gobs of sweet-scented slick that fell down his thighs and onto the mattress beneath them.
Chanyeol gripped Baekhyun's hips tightly and entered his eager hole all at once. Baekhyun screamed at the breach.
"Ah god!" he exclaimed as Chanyeol started to move at a steady pace, each thrust hard and intense. "Fuck!"
Baekhyun never had been one to curse… or use god's name in vain, but in that precise moment, as Chanyeol entered his pussy over and over with an intensity Baekhyun never imagined was possible, he didn't care. He let go of any etiquette or teachings his family and tutors taught him.
"Ah Baekhyun, your ass feels so nice," groaned Chanyeol.
Baekhyun moaned at Chanyeol's words. Fuck, hearing that from the sexiest male he'd ever seen felt so good.
Chanyeol sped his thrusts and hit Baekhyun's prostate head on. That was enough for the omega to cum once again. He screamed Chanyeol's name like a prayer and begged for more.
He knew Chanyeol wouldn't stop fucking him… he couldn't … not until the ceremony was completed.
And the truth was it was far from over.
Chanyeol continued to plow into his ass and made him cum over and over. Baekhyun could feel the thick cock head caressing his exocervix, but Chanyeol never moved further to breach into his uterus. It was making Baekhyun feel desperate.
Omegas had millions of nerve endings on their cervix and uterus tissue, hence an Alpha breaching the cervix and fucking into the uterus was extremely pleasurable.
But Chanyeol was being a tease and wasn't showing Baekhyun just how good that could feel.
In the end, it didn't matter. Not when Baekhyun felt his insides full of Chanyeol's cum and his cock entering Baekhyun at a relentless pace that left Baekhyun seeing stars.
Baekhyun lost track of the amount of times he came. He couldn't even tell if he was constantly having orgasms or if it was only one really prolonged high that took him to the moon.
"So pretty for me," groaned Chanyeol as he pushed Baekhyun's hip against the bed. "I can't wait to see you full with our pups."
Baekhyun felt his chest tighten at the thought. There was nothing he would love more than becoming pregnant in that instant. It would be a dream come true.
He begged Chanyeol for this. He cried when Chanyeol straddled his hips and fucked him hard from behind. Baekhyun's hips were deeply buried in the mattress and his cock got all the friction from the bedsheets.
He begged louder for more and when Chanyeol finally penetrated his birth canal, Baekhyun had the hardest orgasm of the night. He tightened his grip on the bed sheets and arched his back, unable to control his body.
Very vaguely, in between the tears that fogged his eyes, he met the eyes of Hang Gyeol, his ex fiancé. The look in his eyes, the anger and jealousy, made Baekhyun feel proud and with more vigor did he call out the name of his husband as his uterus was railed over and over.
Eventually, the sensation was so intense that he lost track of time and of his surroundings. His vision went white and he felt like he was stuck in a cloud, floating with the wind. His body tingled and felt the most relaxed it ever did.
Baekhyun didn't notice when Chanyeol pulled out of his pussy… or when he covered Baekhyun's body with a clean robe…
He was unaware of the King's and the Queen's final blessing to their union… and of Chanyeol carrying Baekhyun in his arms towards their bedchamber.
Baekhyun was too stuck in his mind to notice anything.
By the time he came back to his senses, he was laying on Chanyeol's toned body, both inside a spacious bath tub made from the finest black marble in the world. The water was warm and the scent of flowers and strawberries filled the air around them.
"How are you feeling?" asked Chanyeol. He was running soothing circles on the soft skin of Baekhyun's back.
Baekhyun looked up at Chanyeol and smiled. "I've never felt better," he confessed.
Chanyeol smiled and cupped Baekhyun's cheek. "I'm glad to hear that. I was worried you would feel embarrassed after the ceremony."
Baekhyun shrugged. "I would have if what we did didn't represent so much more than just sex. At the end of the day, apart from you and my brother, no one actually cared about me. And I've decided not to care about them or their opinion either. Not anymore." He sighed. "We were honoring a tradition that went back millions of years. I think that's more important than anything any of them might think."
Chanyeol smiled. "I'm glad that's the case, then. Though I do wish the moment we shared was more intimate." He leaned down and planted a soft kiss on the tip of Baekhyun's nose. "I promise I'll make it up to you."
Baekhyun bit his bottom lip and blushed. "I know you will."
They shared gentle kisses and caresses until the water turned cold. And even then, Chanyeol dressed Baekhyun in the finest of silk robes and carried him to their bedchamber in his arms.
That night, Baekhyun fell asleep in peace like he never had before, wrapped in the warmth and the sweet scent of his husband.
The future seemed good for them.
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Falling in love was easy for Baekhyun. Chanyeol was perfect for him in every sense of the word.
From the moment he stepped foot into Hell, his life took a turn for the better. He finally got to experience everything he couldn't before.
For the first time in his life, Baekhyun was free to move around as he pleased. He didn't have to cover himself if he left his bedchamber. He could explore the city and he could travel wherever he wanted.
He was finally free to live and it was all thanks to Chanyeol, who made sure to remind Baekhyun that he could do as he pleased.
In fact, Chanyeol encouraged him to do whatever he wanted. Whether it was wearing provocative clothes that showed off his perfect physique or exploring his sexual desires, Chanyeol was there to give Baekhyun the push he needed to try new things.
"You're doing amazing, baby," said Chanyeol the night he taught Baekhyun how to pleasure himself.
He'd been upset to know Baekhyun never had the chance to explore his body. Hence why Chanyeol took it upon himself to show Baekhyun.
He guided Baekhyun with his hands to teach him how to open his pussy up and how to pump his own cock. He taught him how to play with his nipples and explore his skin to his heart's content.
And once Baekhyun gained more confidence, Chanyeol sat back and watched Baekhyun pleasure himself while touching his own cock. Seeing Baekhyun was apparently a huge turn on for Chanyeol.
Baekhyun loved it.
He felt sexy when Chanyeol watched him with such desire. He felt irresistible whenever Chanyeol grunted encouragement and praises as he watched Baekhyun enter his fingers inside his cunt and move them around.
As the months passed by, Baekhyun slowly managed to get out of the shell he was forced into from a young age. He felt confident and independent. He felt like he finally had rights and a life to live.
Chanyeol didn't stop him from flaunting his beauty. He didn't mind if Baekhyun used sheer fabrics that left little to the imagination or if the clothes he used were so tight that his delicious curves were visible to the world. He understood it was Baekhyun's way to gain confidence in himself and he wasn't about to stop his pup.
"You're mine, anyway. None of them will ever have you the way I do and that's all that matters," he said one night after they made love for hours. Baekhyun had asked, afraid Chanyeol may feel offended by his attire. "As long as you're comfortable, you could walk around naked and I wouldn't mind."
Needless to say, after that response, Baekhyun rode Chanyeol until the taller was a crying mess. Baekhyun couldn't help himself. He felt his husband deserved it after saying something so hot to him.
Because yes, Baekhyun belonged to Chanyeol in every sense of the word. From the moment they fucked in front of an audience and received the blessing from the universe, Baekhyun had become Chanyeol's.
And every night, after a long day of work, they reinforced the ownership they had over the other. They tied their souls further with every thrust and every moan. Even if both now bore a union mark on their necks, they liked to strengthen that bond every day in every way they could.
Baekhyun smiled to himself as he caressed his distended belly. One year after their union, Baekhyun received a blessing from the universe and got pregnant with twins. Two children to rule Heaven and Hell.
"This is all I ever wanted," he told his brother as they walked down the stone path of one of the various gardens the castle had. "I'm living the way I always wanted with someone I love and forming a family I can be proud of."
"I'm glad," said Junmyeon. "I wanted to give you a better life, but-"
"You were as trapped as me," said Baekhyun. "There was nothing either of us could do to save the other."
They stopped walking and turned to look at each other. Junmyeon smiled and caressed Baekhyun's cheek. "I promise I'll work on changing the life conditions of omegas in Lumenaria now that I am king. For you and for every omega that has suffered because of the archaic views that still rule our people."
Baekhyun smiled. "And you'll do a fantastic job."
They continued to speak for the rest of the afternoon until it was time to have dinner. Junmyeon joined Baekhyun, his in-laws and Chanyeol to eat and for the first time in forever, he felt like he was complete, accompanied by the people he loved and with two beautiful pups on the way, ready to turn his life upside down.
"Thank you," he murmured later that night as Chanyeol made love to him slowly and gently from behind, both lying on their sides on the spacious bed. "I love you."
Chanyeol smiled and kissed his lips. "I love you too, pup." He sped up the movements of his hips and held Baekhyun's body closer to his own. "My beautiful pup, I'll love you until my dying breath."
Baekhyun turned his face and asked for more kisses.
Chanyeol always made him feel beautiful and for the first time in his life, he truly believed he was beautiful.
Life was great and Baekhyun couldn't wait to see what the future had in store for their love.
"You're so beautiful," whispered Chanyeol in his ear when they were done and Baekhyun was lying on his chest.
Baekhyun smiled as his eyes shut close. Peace engulfed him and he fell asleep, surrounded by the warmth of the love of his life and their unborn children.