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“I hate weddings.”Yuuri sits at his vanity, removing the gaudy jewelry from his decorated body. He places the necklaces and elaborate bracelets and rings in porcelain jewelry bowls. He removes his veil and kicks off the heeled shoes he'd been wearing all night. His mate speaks again as he's rubbing the ache from his feet.“I suppose this is where we consummate our union.”Yuuri turns his head slightly, finding the alpha staring at the king size bed in the room, running his fingers over the silk covers.“We're lucky they did away with the rule of a crowd to prove consummation,” the omega says, more to himself than to Victor. “No creepy old men looking to fuel their late nights with their poor wives will be here to observe.”“Lucky us,” Victor sighs.Yuuri removes his outer robes until he's in nothing but under garments, a see through white gown that stops in the middle of his thighs. His face is still painted with kohl and red lipstick and blush. He walks to Victor, the alpha seemingly lost in thought.“Do you need me to undress you, alpha?”“Don't call me that,” Victor tells him.“Why not? You're an alpha. You're my alpha now.”“Not by choice. Your army would have destroyed my kingdom if not for this marriage.”“My father's army,” Yuuri corrects him, moving to sit on the bed.“It will be yours soon enough,” Victor states. “And I will be your king consort. What a sham.”“Let us not talk about politics tonight,” Yuuri tries to soothe.The omega releases calming pheromones as he leans back on his arms and spreads his legs out on the bed. Victor sees the slope of the soft flesh of the omega’s bottom, the gentle draping of his balls over his taint. The alpha gulps.“Claim me.”Even the most prudish of alphas couldn't resist an omega presenting themselves so openly. Victor is no prude, and his resolve falters more the longer he looks at Yuuri. The scent of sweet cinnamon permeates throughout the room as Yuuri turns it up a notch, purring.“I will not be gentle.”“I never asked you to be.”Victor leans down and pushes their lips together. It's hot and nothing close to gentle. Loud smacking sounds fill the air as they kiss, Yuuri letting Victor control the kiss, stealing the omega's breath and innocence as he goes. Yuuri has kissed before, royal guards and stable boys but he's never gone beyond some shy fondling and clumsy groping. Victor touches him with purpose, with fire. He grabs at Yuuri's full thighs, slides his hands up to Yuuri's waist, bringing his gown up with his hands, and holds tight. His hands almost touch each other wrapped around Yuuri's small waist and it ignites an arousal in him like he's never known before.Victor smells of cut grass and sunshine, the smell only growing stronger as they kiss. The alpha pulls away and pushes Yuuri down, caging his body in with his own. He rubs down Yuuri's chest, then his stomach, until he presses his thumb to the sensitive bundle of nerves above Yuuri's center. Yuuri gasps, pleasure rippling up throughout his body.“Have you ever been touched here?”“Not… not properly,” Yuuri whispers, looking into the icy blue pools of Victor’s eyes.“Not even by your own hands?”Yuuri chuckles. “I'm not a prude, I'm a virgin.”Victor grins wolfishly. “That changes tonight.”The alpha captures his mouth again, sliding up Yuuri's night robe and caressing his cunt through his panties, stroking firmly. His scent is mixing with Yuuri's, growing stronger the more he touches and kisses. Yuuri moans, the sound loud and echoing in the room. Viktor trails his hand down to Yuuri's center, pawing and gathering slick onto his hand before touching his clit and stroking gently. Yuuri's body jerks and he tries to close his thighs, the pleasure unexpectedly intense. Victor's strong body prevents him from doing so, and Yuuri's senses are hijacked. Victor trails harsh and biting kisses down Yuuri's neck and chest until he reaches his small pink nipples. He licks one, pulling it into his mouth with harsh sucks and small bites.“Victor!”Yuuri moans helplessly, lost in ecstasy. Victor chuckles.“Never had your pussy stroked right, my prince?”Yuuri gasps at the vulgarity of the words, but shakes his head. Victor grins and leans back down, catching Yuuri's nipple between his teeth.He pulls away a moment later, sitting up and grabbing Yuuri's hips. He places a pillow under them and spreads Yuuri's legs open. Yuuri shakes with anticipation and Victor notices, smiling wickedly. He takes off his underwear and lets Yuuri gawk at it. It's large, long and thick, veins running along its length and the tip cherry red. Yuuri gulps.“I'm gonna stretch you out, little one.”Yuuri blushes yet stares unabashedly, intrigued. Will that fit inside him? He watches as Victor strokes his length and moves forward, positioning his cock at Yuuri's entrance. He runs it along Yuuri's folds, teasing. His jaw is set and he has a razor sharp focus on Yuuri's pussy. It makes him blush redder.“Don't tease.”“Let me enjoy this.”Victor pushes in without warning, making Yuuri yelp at the stretch. It burns and hurts but Victor doesn't stop until he's all the way in, his groin settled against Yuuri, the tops of his thighs flush against the back of Yuuri's.Victor grunts and bites his bottom lip, looking up to Yuuri. Yuuri has his head thrown back and fingers twisted in the sheets, getting used to being stretched out. Tears form in his eyes and he fights to keep them at bay.“Too big for you, little one?”, Victor mocks.Yuuri snaps his head down and glares at Victor.“Give me your worst, my prince.”Victor's eyes narrow at the challenge, the insult. Victor might be a prince but that title has been watered down to nothing thanks to the siege of his land and castle. Yuuri knows this and is rubbing salt into the wound. Victor will fuck all of that sass out of him.He pulls back, almost all the way out and pounds back into Yuuri's cunt. The man under him cries out, toes curling and back arching. Victor groans, but he doesn't stop. He keeps fucking him harshly, the grip on his hips bruising.“Aaa-hah!”“Fucking tight cunt.”The angle Yuuri's hips are at thanks to the pillow lets Victor get in deep and press hard against all the right spots. It's maddening. Yuuri cries out at every thrust, pulling at the bed sheets so hard they're close to tearing.“Too much for you, baby?”“N-noo.”“No? Are you lying?”“No. Just- shut up!”“Take my cock like a good boy and maybe I'll eat my cum out of you.”“Fuck! You're too big!”“Take. It.”Tears form in Yuuri's eyes and spill over his temples into his hair. Victor delights in the sight, making this cruel virgin cry on his cock. He might have been defeated, but he's claiming Yuuri. Claiming his cunt. The tears only make Victor more turned on. He feels his balls tightening and a pool of pleasure in his stomach.“I'm gonna breed this tight little pussy,” Victor growls.“Please,” Yuuri whimpers. “Please, cum. I can't take it anymore.”Victor fucks him fast and brutal and a pressure builds in Yuuri. It's a constant stream of pleasure from his cunt to head and he feels like he's going to pass out.“I can't,” he cries. “Something… weird…”“You're about to cum, little prince,” Victor says.Yuuri cries, his tears streaking down his cheeks.“I-! I'm -!”Yuuri cums, squirting clear liquid that forces Victor's dick out. He trembles on the bed, shaking and squealing as his whole body convulses.“Fuck,” Victor whispers, observing.Every jolt of Yuuri's body sent another gush of squirt out of his angry red cunt.Victor plunges back in and strokes Yuuri's cunt deeply and gently, helping him ride out his orgasm. Yuuri whimpers, crying and spent.“Victor,” he cries. “Please.”“Please, what? Ask nicely.”“Please, cum.”“Cum where?”“In me!”Victor does, his whole body lighting up and straining as he pumps his cum into Yuuri's cunt. Yuuri moans, eyebrows scrunching up as he's filled.Victor pulls out and pushes Yuuri's legs up, receiving a confused mumble from Yuuri.“Gonna need pups sooner or later,” Victor says. “Helps keep the cum from leaking out.”Yuuri sighs and relaxes on the bed.“You're a brute.”“You're gonna be sore for a while.”“Not like you care.”“You're right, I don't.”