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The evening was cool, rain gently drizzling from the sky over Sion as the moon rose high above the scattered clouds. 

Most within the palace had retreated to the warmth of their chambers, leaving only the guards standing out in the chilly night time shower. 

Yet there was one more figure stuck within it, the guards bowing deeply as the man passed them by. 

The King of Sion could feel a tangible sensation of relief as cold droplets hit his hot face. 

His legs felt weak as he strode through the courtyard, not acknowledging the guards as they bowed to him, likely all noticing the man's state - but not daring to say anything of it. 

The King turned a corner, ascending a few steps that would lead him to his bedchamber. 

The armor that was normally integral to his protection felt oppressive, the man tugging at it as he walked. It was hot on his already overheated and overstimulated body, the heat from his head having long since traveled all the way to his groin where it pooled. 

It wasn't often that he went into rut. In his youth it had happened every 3 or so months, but since marrying its frequency had decreased as well as its urgency. 

Yet that was hardly the case that evening, his member throbbing painfully beneath his robes, desperate for a warm wet hole to sink into - his mind filling with filthy thoughts fueled only by the primitive and rut driven need to breed. 

Despite the weakness in his legs he walked faster, swerving through familiar hallways - finally arriving in front of a familiar set of doors. 

He slid the doors open without a moment of hesitation, simultaneously hoping for Feilong to not be within, while also wishing that he would be. 

The man didn't wish to take advantage of his wife, fearful that it would destroy the tentative peace they had attained. 

Yet as the scent of orchids flooded his nose he was reminded of the painful throbbing of the member straining within his robes. 

Asami slid the doors closed, desperately tearing off the armor that suffocated him.

Finally he was left in just his yukata and hakama, the Alpha cautiously approaching the bed. 

There, beneath its luxurious silks and furs laid a beautiful creature, a stunning omega whom the alpha had ever thought gorgeous. 

That was, afterall, the very reason he had locked that heavy golden collar around Feilong's neck. 

The omega was stunningly beautiful, and that meant that nobody else could have him. Asami wouldn't let them. 

He was slow and gentle as he sat on the edge of the bed, his wife not even moving as the plush surface dipped under Asami's weight. 

The alpha reached out, pushing a strand of hair back behind his wife's ear as his member throbbed harder and harder, a wet spot forming in his hakama where it leaked from the tip. 

His entire body, all of his instincts, begged him to take the omega - to take him, hold him, knot him, impregnate him. 

No matter how hard he fought his instincts, the desire didn't leave him, member straining against its confines as the Alpha lifted the blankets to look at his wife's sleeping body. 

Even after birthing two children for him Feilong was still beautiful, his body slim and toned beneath the red silken robe he was wrapped in. 

Asami reached out, tugging at the edge of that robe gently, pulling it open slowly, his heart pounding a bit harder as his gaze was met with a rosy nipple. 

He allowed himself to scoot further onto the bed, brain slowly being overtaken by the primal needs of his body as he leaned in close - wrapping his lips around that puffy pink nipple. 

They had once been small little nubs on the omega's chest, but nursing two babies had left them succulent and tempting for the rut consumed alpha. 

He sucked on it, his aching cock relishing in the small sounds it elicited from the sleeping omega: his other hand pinching the opposite nipple. 

They were so soft and effeminate in a way that Feilong often tried not to be in spite of his looks and his omega status. 

Yet looking at his disheveled appearance and as he squirmed in his sleep, and at the now swollen pink nubs, Asami couldn't help the thought that Feilong was exactly where he needed to be. 

He wrapped his lips around the opposite nipple now, Feilong starting to squirm a bit more aggressively as the older bit down. 

It wasn't hard enough to cause the omega harm, yet he couldn't deny the satisfaction he felt as he pulled back to admire the ring of teeth marks around Feilong's puffy left nipple. 

The omega had clenched his legs together in his sleep, his mouth hanging open a bit with the delicate whimper that escaped his throat. 

Finally he couldn't take it any longer, the Alpha tugging down his hakama and spitting into his palm, short lived relief washing over him as he rubbed his heavy cock. 

He groaned deep in his chest, watching Feilong's body as he stroked his length. 

Yet it only took mere minutes for that perfect physical touch to no longer be enough. Just stroking it to the sight of Feilong’s debauched form was not enough.

No, it begged for something better. His cock wanted nothing more than to be buried inside of that delicate omega frame.

The intrusive thoughts wandered along with his hands, fingertips brushing down Feilong's flat stomach, finally dipping down further and reaching what he was searching for. 

A warm, wet, omega hole - situated where the sack would normally be on an alpha. 

It was the very hole that had already birthed him two children. 

Slowly he slid two fingers into that hole, met with a bit of resistance as Feilong tried to squirm away from the sensation- the Alpha pinning him in place with his free hand. 

Asami began to gently spread those fingers apart, his cock leaking more fervently as he stared at the wet breeding hole as if entranced. 

His control was slipping, his mind becoming foggy as the smell of orchids suffocated him. 

He needed. 

Needed to put it in, to watch Feilong squirm, to see his cock filling the omega to the brim, to listen to his little broken cries, to breed the younger full of another baby. 

He spread his fingers apart again, stroking his cock in tandem as his control finally snapped.

Within an instant he sheathed his hefty cock inside of that omega hole, holding his wife still as the omega squirmed and whimpered beneath him. 

He could see his cock inside of the younger man, his slim abdomen bulging just a bit with each thrust. 

The alpha's eyes rolled back as he leaned forward over the omega's sleeping frame, rutting brutally into his womb, pleasure flooding every inch of his body. 

The sensation was so perfect, to finally have a warm wet hole around his aching cock, overwhelming pheromones filling the room, suffocating him further on his own lust.   

He braced his hands on either side of Feilong’s slender hips, slamming his cock down harder and harder into the omega cunt of the Chinese man. 

His cock was throbbing again, but this time was different as he felt the familiar warmth around the base of his shaft. 

He didn't stop his brutal thrusts for even a minute, Feilong's little whimpers having turned into full moans and cries as the rutting alpha's knot began to swell - stretching the tight passage it was lodged inside of. 

The omega was unconsciously trying to free himself from the pressure and discomfort, yet there was no escape for him as his husband pulled him flush. 

He slid every inch of that massive swollen cock into Feilong's tight cunt, holding his hips in a bruising grip to ensure that his cock remained deep inside. 

Slowly he rocked his hefty member into the omega, Feilong squirming harder and more fervently, likely trapped in a nightmare within his own mind, as the knot grew larger and larger inside of him.

It was always unpleasant for an omega who wasn't in heat, yet Asami could hardly be bothered by the reactions of the unconscious omega as he pulled him down into one final deep thrust. His knot filled rapidly, locking him inside of the omega's body - the man seeing stars as his hips jerked forward, thick seed spilling inside of the omega's womb. 

Asami collapsed forward over his wife, knot still throbbing painfully as he pumped the male omega full of his sperm. 

A few minutes of silent bliss passed the alpha by, the silence broken by a groggy voice. 

"H-Husband? What… What are you doing to me?" 

Asami glanced to Feilong's tired expression, and then to where he had planted his hand over the male omega's womb. 

He could feel his own cock throbbing and spilling inside of his wife's tight cunt with the palm of his hand.

"I'm giving you exactly what you need love," he noted as he jerked his hips forward, the younger whining loudly as another heavy load of cum spilled inside of him. 

Feilong would almost certainly conceive them a third child now, exactly as Asami had been wishing he would. 

Yet the omega shook his head, hands scrambling for purchase against Asami's shoulders. 

"No! Take it out!" 

Feilong tried to push him back, yet the alpha hardly budged, instead settling his body weight over the omega to keep him in place as his throbbing knot continued spilling virile alpha sperm into the omega's vulnerable womb. 

"Shhhh Fei, it's okay. You'll enjoy it pretty boy. Soon you'll be begging for my knot and for my baby in your womb." 

A few tears beaded down his pretty face, but if Asami noticed them then he didn't say anything - too entranced with the feeling of his knot wrapped in tight warm walls to care.

Feilong shoved Asami harder this time, the alpha clearly caught a bit off guard in his haze of rut fueled euphoria as he was forced back from his position overtop of his wife. 

Yet it took only mere moments for Feilong to regret what he had done as the massively swollen knot inside of him was forcibly tugged from where it had settled in the omega’s passage, Feilong throwing his head back as a pained cry ripped itself from his throat. 

The shove, luckily, had not been enough to rip the swollen knot free of Feilong’s body, though he could feel it tugging and pressing against his rim as it continued to throb and spill inside of him. 

Asami, whose rut-addled brain seemed to slowly be coming back around, reached his hands to grab Feilong’s. 

A few tears wet the omega’s cheeks, guilt now weighing on Asami. 

“Are you okay?” 

Feilong wiped at his cheeks, sniffling a bit but ultimately nodding. 

His cheeks slowly began to flush a soft pink color as he was clearly being affected by the heady Alpha pheromones that had overtaken their bedroom. 

“I’m sorry,” the alpha commented softly, still holding onto one of the hands of the omega, slowly rubbing that smaller hand with both of his own, “do you want me to take it out?” 

Feilong shook his head as he pulled his hand free. 

“Hurts,” he muttered, reaching his arms up to his husband, Asami wrapping Feilong in his grasp and carefully pulling the omega up with him. 

Another pained gasp ripped from Feilong’s throat as he sat in the alpha’s lap, his huge knot slowly sliding deep inside again as he was forced to take every inch of swollen alpha cock up his cunt. He whined and whimpered, body trembling as he squirmed on the knot, as it settled snugly in his hole as though it belonged there. 

Asami grabbed the omega’s hip, holding him there, with his cock buried inside of his wife, and grinding his shaft into his hole - watching the way that Feilong’s lashes fluttered, his eyes rolling back a bit as he went still in the alpha’s grasp. 

The larger nipped at Feilong’s neck, trailing kisses and bites up to his ear as he continued to grind the tip of his member into the omega’s cervix, the younger clearly failing at resisting the pleasure that was being forced upon his body as indecent moans began to fill the room. 

“Good boy,” the alpha breathed into his ear, liking the tremble that ran up his wife’s spine when he said it, the man groaning as he lifted Feilong just a bit off his cock before slamming the tip back against the entrance to the omega’s womb. 

The sweet noises that were tearing themselves from Feilong’s chest only continued to increase in volume as the alpha jerked him up and down on his knot, using his wife’s cunt to milk his knot as more cum spilled inside of the omega’s body. 

“Do you have any idea what will happen if you keep whimpering like that Fei?” 

Feilong was clearly lost in the alpha’s rut now, eyes glazing over with pleasure. The pheromones of such an alpha would have that effect on any omega, it didn’t matter how strong or how stubborn Feilong was, because his omega body reacted to his husband’s scent. It begged for more, for the alpha to fuck him harder and deeper as slick and cum dripped from his cunt. 

The younger jolted in his arms as he again ground the tip of his cock against Feilong’s cervix, spilling his cum straight into his wife’s womb. 

“Well, what will happen, Fei Fei?” 

His omega looked up at him with that pleasure filled gaze, mewling as he scratched bloody nail marks into his husband’s shoulders. 

“I’ll… You’ll…” Asami did it again, Feilong crying out and panting for breath, the little cock between his legs twitching as he came completely untouched, “I’m going to get pregnant,” he gasped, staring down between them, one of his hands pressing to his stomach where he could see the just barely noticeable bulge of the swollen alpha cock seated in his cunt. 

Asami pulled his cock out until his knot was tugging on the edge of the omega’s hole, holding Feilong’s hips in a tight grip so that he couldn’t sit back on the knot on his own, the younger whining and squirming as he desperately tried to get it back inside. 

“I thought you didn’t want another baby Fei. If I keep my knot so deep inside then you will surely be with child by the end of the night.” 

But his wife only shook his head, clawing at Asami’s neck and chest and back. 

“Pleasseeeeee,” he cried, his cunt clenching and unclenching around his husband’s cock as it seemed to beg him for the knot back.

“Please what? Go on, beg me for it, little omega.” 

Feilong’s inky black hair was sticking to his sweaty flushed skin as he met his husband’s eyes, still trying to slide himself deeper onto that knot no matter how many times he was stopped from doing so. 

He seemed to be fighting whatever small sliver of his pride had yet to be overtaken by the need to be bred, until finally his control snapped. 

“Alphaaa,” he whimpered, laying his head against Asami’s shoulder and nibbling at his neck, a small golden key hanging from a chain there, “Alpha pleaseeee, please put your knot in, I need it, need the knot, need it to stretch me open, need your cum in me. Pleaseee, it burns,” he begged against the side of his husband’s neck. 

Asami slowly pulled down on Feilong’s hips, relishing in the loud gasps and cries of pleasure that it wrung from his wife as the knot slid deeper and deeper, inch by inch, until all 12 inches of cock were settled back inside. 

Feilong was completely pliant in his arms now, and the omega had clearly cum around his cock as his warm walls spasmed and clenched pleasantly on his throbbing knot. 

“Where do you need my cum Fei?” he asked as he began pulling the knot out again, the omega shaking his head fervently. 

“Pleaseee, deeper, I need it deep inside me,” he moaned so sweetly. Yet Asami did not sink his knot back in. 

“Okay, then go ahead. You sit on my cock, show me exactly how deep you need it,” he ordered as he licked his lips, eyes never leaving the trembling omega as he glanced bashfully up at his husband, “Go on, if you don’t show me where you need my cum then I won’t know.” 

Feilong braced his hands against his husband’s chest as he sat straight, slowly slipping himself back down on the heavy knotted cock as his entire body shivered, the omega grinding the head of Asami’s cock against his cervix all on his own - mouth hanging open as such sweet high pitched sounds escaped. 

The alpha felt his cock twitch hard inside of the omega as the view of his debauched form caused more heat to pool in his groin. By the time he was done with Feilong he was rather convinced that he would not have a single drop of sperm left in him, though the omega would have plenty. 

He came again as Feilong ground the tip especially hard into his cervix, the alpha’s eyes rolling back a bit as he felt it slip just a tiny bit inside of the vice grip that separated his wife’s cunt from his womb. 

Asami grabbed Feilong’s hips in a bruising grip, holding them both there with the thick tip of his cock pushed just a tiny bit through the omega’s cervix.

The younger began to tremble more violently as he felt his body slowly trying to give way to the intrusion, torn between shaking his head and struggling free, and nodding his head and begging for the alpha to tear his body apart. 

His moans and whimpers had turned to desperate screams of pleasure now as the alpha came straight through his cervix, every inch of his reproductive organs feeling HOT as load after load filled his slim body. 

He wanted more. He NEEDED more. His body begged for the Alpha’s cock to fill every inch of him, it begged to be covered in the alpha’s scent, in the alpha’s pheromones, in the alpha’s sperm. To be filled with every drop of virile sperm that his husband had to offer, to be filled with more of the alpha’s babies. He NEEDED to be bred, to be violated. 

Something inside of him gave way and a scream of inescapable pleasure and all consuming pain tore itself from his chest as the tip of his husband’s cock penetrated his cervix. 

Asami had never felt such immense pleasure in his life as the excruciatingly tight ring milked the tip of his cock straight into his wife’s womb, clenching and contracting around him as it tried to push him out of that place that his cock was not supposed to be - instead only succeeding in wringing another heavy load of sperm from his increasingly sensitive knot. 

The alpha pushed his wife back down onto the bed, rutting the tip of his cock through his cervix over and over again, Feilong completely still beneath him as the alpha continued to spill inside of him. 

His cock jerked and throbbed, Asami grimacing a bit as Feilong came again around him, his walls clenching painfully tight around his swollen shaft, dragging the alpha over the edge again as he came one final time. 

He was panting and gasping for breath above Feilong as satisfaction finally began to set in, his knot slowly deflating as he carefully and slowly pulled the tip of his cock free of the omega’s cervix. 

Asami pushed himself back up from his position propped on his elbows over top of Feilong, sitting between his wife’s spread legs as his knot went down, slowly slipping out of the omega’s body. Yet Feilong did not move an inch, and it was clear that he had passed out at some point in those final moments of his husband rutting into his cervix, his debauched body spread limply before the alpha as his cock slid out - followed by a rush of cum that gushed from between his legs, pooling on their sheets. 

For a moment he stared at all of the wasted sperm on their sheets, a devilish smirk spreading across his face as he decided exactly what to do with all of the cum that his wife’s body was daring to waste. 

Asami stood, his legs a bit shakier than he had expected. The alpha wandered to his wardrobe, sliding it open and pulling out an ornate wooden box that he had been gifted by a rather perverse friend around the time that he had wed Feilong. 

He knew exactly what was in the box, but due to his and his wife’s strained relationship, he had never had a chance to use the item. Well, until that exact moment that was. 

The alpha returned to the bed, sliding the lid back from the box as he placed it down, moving to sit back between Feilong’s legs. 

His wife would surely be fuming when he woke, but it hardly bothered him. Feilong would come to like it, he would come to desire for his husband to debauch him in such a way. 

Asami propped the omega’s hips up so that no more of his precious sperm would leak from his cunt, scooping up the wasted release in his fingers and pressing it back into the omega’s body (where it belonged), his spent cock twitching just a bit at the sight. 

He used his thick fingers to work that cum back into Feilong’s body, and when he was satisfied he pulled free, reaching out for the object inside of the box. 

It was a jade plug, the cold smooth surface shaped just as an alpha’s knot was, a small shaft extending for a few inches past the plug, and while it wasn’t as big as Asami’s knot, he was sure it would be big enough to keep at least the majority of his sperm locked inside of his wife’s body. Asami wiped the last messy bits of his cum onto the plug, lubricating it just a bit as he grasped it by the flange on the end, his other hand holding Feilong’s unconscious form steady as he slid the unyielding jade knot into the omega’s body. 

It slipped in slowly, the messy cunt seeming reluctant to spread for it but ultimately yielding as Asami kept steady pressure on it, the knot suddenly popping into Feilong’s body - the omega flinching but not waking as Asami slid it the rest of the way inside. 

He lowered Feilong’s hips down onto the bed, using his palm to press the plug inside a bit and watching the shiver that ran up his wife’s spine. To get that reaction out of his unconscious body, surely that fake knot was rubbing him in all of the right places. He would wake sore and whimpering and so full, so desperate. 

In the meantime, Asami was going to have to do something about their sheets. Though he wasn’t quite sure what. Normally he would just call Yinfan. As much as the omega hand maid of Feilong’s detested him, he would do anything for Feilong. Yinfan himself had also specifically said that he would rather the King call for him as opposed to calling for his older sister. 

Yet the pheromones from his rut had left Feilong a whimpering squirming little mess, begging for an alpha knot, within minutes. Yinfan, or any of the omegas within the Palace for that matter, would be just as heavily affected. 

And unfortunately, all of the Handmaidens were omegas. Typically his rut did not hit him with the force of a boulder in the way it had that evening, and as such he had never thought of such a situation occurring before. And while he was perfectly capable of putting new sheets on their bed himself, he had to admit to himself that he had become rather accustomed to others doing all such things for him. To the point that if he wished for new sheets, he would almost certainly need to summon Kirishima to fetch them for him, or worse, specifically ask Yinfan where he could find them. The thought of swallowing his pride in such a way before Feilong’s ornery little hand maid made his skin crawl. 

For a moment the alpha just stood there, at a loss for what to do. 

Finally he decided to just start with a walk. He needed to cool off, and being trapped inside of his and Feilong’s room that now reeked of pheromones and spend was absolutely not helping. 

He tucked a blanket over top of the omega, silently promising to Feilong that he would clean him up later. 

Asami grabbed the box from their bed, tucking it back inside of his wardrobe and pulling some fresh robes from inside, tugging them on and hastily tying them shut before sliding his feet into a pair of zori sandals that sat next to the door. A hand reached out, Asami wrapping it around the small golden key that hung from a chain around his neck, simply holding that key in his palm for a moment before he tucked it back beneath the collar of his robes and slid the door open. 

The Next Morning 

It was early in the morning when Feilong finally woke, his body warm all over as his eyes slowly flickered open, his gaze a bit blurry as he lifted a hand to rub at his face. 

Memories slowly began to flow through his pounding skull, yet they were shrouded in a surreal haze, the omega almost believing them to have not happened for a moment until he sat up a bit - his insides sore, clenching painfully as he came around. 

“You’re awake,” a voice breathed into his ear, Feilong looking over his shoulder at his husband as his eyes slowly began to focus. 

No wonder he was so warm, he was in a bathtub, the water pleasantly steamy - his back propped against his alpha’s chest as one of Asami’s hands held him securely around his midsection. 

“Asami… what happened?” he asked groggily. 

“How much do you remember?” 

Feilong’s brows furrowed. 

“I woke up with your knot in me. You nearly ripped it out,” he griped, the larger man rolling his eyes. 

“You are the one who shoved me without thinking about the fact that I was locked inside of your body.” 

“Well forgive me for being startled to wake up to my husband jerking me up and down on his knot.” 

There was quiet for a moment as Asami began to gently rub at his aching back and shoulders for him, the omega slumping a bit in the older man’s grasp as those large hands massaged away his ache and pains.
Yet there was one ache that did not fade as he grew more and more aware of his surroundings, the omega grimacing a little as he rested a hand over his stomach. 

He had never felt so sore inside before. 

Asami pressed his lips to the side of the omega’s neck, nipping at the skin there, right below the edge of his collar, distracting Feilong from the deep ache inside of him. 

“What else do you remember?”

He had to really rack his brain now, the rest seeming to be a blur of moans and screams and alpha pheromones. 

Feilong shook his head a bit. 

“Not a lot. Is that normal for you? I’ve never felt so suffocated by your pheromones before,” he commented as he softly rubbed a hand across his stomach, despite knowing that such soft rubbing would not alleviate that deep seated ache that throbbed between his legs. 

“No. I have ruts no different from any Alpha, but I have never felt as though my rut hit me with the strength of a boulder rolling down a hill, like I did last night. How about you, how are you feeling? You gave me a bit of a scare.” 

Feilong looked up at him. 

“Oh, how did I do that?” 

“You blacked out somewhere near the end, I was so lost in my rut that I didn’t realize until my knot went down. For a moment I thought I had rutted you to death.” 

Feilong scoffed at that, looking away again. 

“Oh as if I would break that easily.” 

The alpha’s hands moved from his sore shoulders, now beginning to wander more of the omega’s body as Feilong’s cheeks flushed a bit pink. 

“Well in that case, since you won’t break that easily, how about,” Asami licked at his ear, nibbling at his ear lobe before he spoke again, “the little omega sits himself back on my knot.” 

Feilong shook his head, finally scooting away from the comfort of the alpha’s arms, a sudden jolt of… pain? Pleasure? Ripping through his insides. 

He gasped out, grabbing at the edge of the wooden tub, confused as to what that feeling was. 

Asami had taken him plenty of times in the past, often for days on end, but he had never felt any such thing upon waking up. 

The alpha stood, his golden eyes devilish as he approached his wife, Feilong standing on shaky legs as well as the dominating presence loomed over him. 

His husband leaned his head down to press a kiss to Feilong’s lips. 

“Yinfan just ran this bath for us, let me get you cleaned up first,” he mumbled, Feilong’s brows furrowing deeply in confusion. 

That feeling… it was like, there was something… still inside of him. 

He reached his hands down, only for the alpha to grab his wandering hands. 

“What did I just say omega?” 

His gaze shot back up to Asami, eyes now intensely hostile in response to the voice that demanded his submission. 

“I have a name.” 

“You also have an omega cunt that will be wrapped back around my knot within an hour,” the alpha commented, those words going straight between his legs as his insides throbbed, the familiar feeling of his body growing wet causing shame to rush through him. 

Why did those words have such an effect on him!? 

Asami tugged him back down into the water, wetting Feilong’s hair and carefully washing it for him as he held his wife against his broad chest. 

“What did you do to me last night?” Feilong muttered as he squirmed from that feeling deep inside of him. 

“Oh, are you starting to feel it nice and deep inside?” Asami bit down hard on his shoulder, prompting a startled groan from the omega, “it must ache so perfectly, to be so stretched, to be stuffed so full of your alpha’s sperm,” he whispered into the side of Feilong’s neck. 

What… Did that mean? 

Asami reached down between his legs now, fingers trailing over his sensitive omega body before reaching his hole. 

Suddenly he felt something being pulled from inside of his body, something he had hardly noticed was there, as if it had settled so nicely inside, like it belonged there - filling his aching hole. It was huge and solid, and he threw his head back against his husband’s shoulder, squirming in the man’s much stronger grip. 

Finally the alpha pushed the item back inside of his body, chuckling devilishly. 

“What… What is that? What did you put inside of me?” 

Asami seemed more amused than anything despite the look of horror and realization on his wife’s face, resuming washing the omega’s body as he had been. 

“Something I was gifted when we wed.” 

Feilong glared at him, worrying his bottom lip between his teeth. 

“Don’t worry, once we are clean and I take you to bed to sit you back on my knot, I will show you exactly what your cunt is aching around.” 

More heat rose to his cheeks, and again he felt himself losing his control to those heady alpha pheromones that beckoned him to just submit. 

What in the world was wrong with him!? 

Sure enough, as soon as they were clean Asami wrapped his arms beneath Feilong’s legs, lifting him as he stood, stepping out of the tub with the smaller man in his grasp. 

He carefully placed his wife down on shaky legs, and as he stood he could feel the item shifting around inside of him, pressing against his sensitive walls as more heat rushed to his face. 

Asami wrapped a towel around his own waist, not bothering actually drying himself and instead focusing on gently towel drying the shaky omega. 

The final place the alpha dried was his thighs and between his legs, Feilong gasping for air already as the alpha’s pheromones grabbed a hold of him, like hands groping at every inch of his body and mind, demanding that he submit. Demanding that he whine and moan and slide down the alpha’s cock like a good little omega. 

He leaned his flushed face into his husband’s shoulder as Asami dried him off, a loud gasp escaping him as the larger pressed that torturous item deeper inside of his aching, wet, cunt. 

“Look at you Fei, I’m not even hard yet but I can already see your rim wet with slick. You want a baby that badly?” 

The omega panted, clinging onto his husband as his legs shook more aggressively. 

“I- No- I… you are doing this to me. Your pheromones are doing this to me,” he cried out indignantly. 

Asami chuckled, lifting Feilong back into his arms and carrying the omega into their room, gently tossing him onto the bed before making quick work of towel drying himself - tossing the towel on the floor before he also climbed onto the bed. 

The omega looked at his husband’s naked body, his insides throbbing more as his eyes wandered towards the man’s slowly hardening cock, the very same cock that he had become pregnant on twice before. 

He felt so trapped, so desperate. He wasn’t sure he wanted it, but at the same time he NEEDED it so badly. 

Asami climbed over top of his smaller body, reaching down between his legs and pulling, just a bit, on the hefty item that he had stuffed the omega’s cunt with. 

Feilong looked down between his legs as the alpha tugged at it, quivering as a long whine filled the room, the omega realizing that he himself was the one whining. 

Asami seemed to decide that he would take his time, pulling the item out a few inches before fucking those inches back into his wife’s body, slowly turning the omega into a mewling mess before he finally tugged the entire item free. 

His eyes were glazed over with pleasure as he stared down, slowly registering that what had been stuffed inside of him (likely for the whole night) was a jade plug in the shape of a knot.
It was not as big as his husband’s knot, but the unyielding hardness of the jade left his insides aching, clenching and unclenching around the air now that his body was finally empty. 

Feilong looked down between his legs, but seemed a bit confused when he didn’t see anything leaking from inside. 

“I cleaned you out before you woke. You’re quite welcome for sparing you the shame,” the alpha said smugly before discarding the jade plug to the side somewhere. 

Feilong’s cheeks burned with humiliation as he looked to the side, covering his face with his arms as his husband chuckled. 

Large hands grabbed at his wrists, pulling them away from the omega’s face as Asami leaned down to press a chaste kiss to his lips before trailing kisses and bites up Feilong’s jaw. 

“Don’t worry, we’ve got plenty of time for me to fill your body with as much of my semen as you desire.” 

Feilong’s brows furrowed, slick running down his thighs as his body begged for the alpha to do just that. His body wanted it, it begged for exactly what the larger man had just promised. It wanted him to be bred full of another baby. 

Strong hands grabbed Feilong around his thighs, the omega yelping as he was pulled flush with his husband’s body, immediately feeling the alpha’s now fully erect cock throbbing against his hole. 

Asami angled his hips up a bit further now, Feilong’s torso still pressed down into the mattress while his hips and legs were nearly at chest level with the alpha, the younger man watching his husband. 

He could feel fingers at his rim now, the alpha scooping up slick on those digits before pressing three of them into his wife’s desperate hole, the omega biting down on his lip to silence the whine that was building in his throat. 

Those fingers thrust in and out of his body, curling into his deepest parts, rubbing against his cervix as Feilong squirmed - Asami’s other hand holding him in place, preventing the omega from escaping him. 

He tasted iron on his tongue as he bit down harder into his lip right as the alpha jabbed those thick fingers into a spot within the omega’s body that made him see stars. 

“Tell me exactly what you want me to do to you, Feilong. Tell Alpha what you need.” 

The omega shook his head, licking at his bloody bottom lip as he trembled, more slick dribbling down his thighs as his body begged for something better, something bigger, something to fill him so perfectly, so painfully. 

Yet it seemed that, in spite of his thick pheromones, the alpha was prepared to wait him out. 

Asami pulled his fingers free of the omega’s body, dropping Feilong’s hips down onto the bed and sitting comfortably, his cock still standing at full attention - though the alpha’s relaxed expression gave the implication that he was unbothered by waiting. 

He wanted the omega to beg, to sacrifice his pride, to want to be debauched, to want his husband to shove that swollen member into his body. 

After a few minutes of tense silence Feilong pushed himself up off the bed, cheeks still burning with shame as he moved to where his husband was sitting so comfortably, the omega sitting against Asami’s side and nuzzling his face into the side of the man’s neck. 

“Alpha,” he whined sweetly, rubbing himself against his husband’s body in search of some relief from the lust that burned inside of him. 

Yet Asami quickly stopped him, his eyes dark and dominating, commanding of his submission without the alpha speaking a single word. 

“I already told you. A good omega tells their alpha what they need Fei Fei.” 

His body trembled at the harsh tone of the man’s voice, Feilong feeling trapped between the needs of his body and the pride which he so desperately clung onto. 

Could he truly say such things? Could he truly beg the alpha to take him while fully aware of what he was saying? When he woke tomorrow he would surely remember that, he would remember so pathetically begging to be filled by his husband. 

Yet looking at the heavy, throbbing, cock between Asami’s legs, he felt more wetness rushing from his body - squirming a bit as he imagined how incredible such a thing would feel inside of his omega hole. 

Asami leaned in close, nipping at the side of his ear. 

“You begged for it last night you know?” 

If the omega’s cheeks had been capable of turning any more red, then they would have, Feilong looking up at his husband with a look akin to that of a frightened animal. 

Had he truly… asked for such a thing? 

He racked his brain, not sure if what the alpha was saying was true or not, yet his memories were all a hazy blur of rut pheromones and semen and he couldn’t find the answer to such a thing. 

“You sounded so sweet when you did it too. Whimpering about how you needed your Alpha to stretch you open on a knot and seed you nice and deep inside. Is that what you need Fei? Hmmm? Tell me exactly what your hole is aching for, pretty little omega,” he growled into his wife’s ear, a shiver running up the omega’s spine.  

It was what he needed, it was what his body was begging for. All his body desired was to have that swollen cock defiling him. He wanted to scream and whimper and cry on that cock. He wanted Asami to ruin him, to lean him over every surface in their room and have his way with his body until he was gushing the alpha’s sperm. 

A hot gasp escaped from his lips as he leaned into Asami’s side again, his head pounding as he licked and nibbled at his husband’s jaw. 

“I… want…” 

One of Asami’s hands had moved to his cock, stroking it slowly, his other hand wandering down behind Feilong - the tip of one of his fingers teasing the rim of the omega’s desperate cunt. 

“Tell me what you want. I will give you anything Fei Fei.” 

He reached out, Asami moving his hand as the omega’s hand wrapped around his shaft now, the alpha licking at Feilong’s bloodied lip before pulling him into a deep kiss. 

Feilong’s hand stroked the rutting Alpha’s cock, pride rapidly shattering as one of Asami’s fingers sunk into his hole, the omega sucking on his husband’s tongue as the larger dominated him so thoroughly. 

After a minute Asami pulled their lips apart, licking blood and saliva from the corner of his wife’s lips as he also removed his finger from the omega’s cunt. 

“You still haven’t told me what you wanted,” he commented, his tone unamused as he now pulled himself free of the omega, standing up. 

Feilong shook his head, grabbing his husband’s wrist. 

“Please, don’t go,” he whined, his wet hair messy as it fell around his pretty blushing face. 

Yet Asami clearly had no intention of leaving, instead looming over Feilong as he stood just beside the edge of the bed, gesturing his wife close. 

The omega clearly hesitated for a moment, releasing Asami’s wrist and scooting closer to the standing alpha. 

A hand reached out, stroking Feilong’s cheek for a moment before the older dipped his thumb into the omega’s mouth, pulling his lips open a bit. 

“You know, a good little omega shouldn’t leave their rutting alpha waiting,” he commented so callously, his wife looking a bit ashamed, “how are you going to make it up to me?” 

Feilong glanced up at his husband, and then at his throbbing shaft that was now mere inches from the kneeling omega’s face, understanding exactly what the Alpha was suggesting and slowly opening his mouth. 

A smug grin painted itself across Asami’s face as he stroked his shaft a few times, holding Feilong’s chin as he rested the tip on the omega’s tongue. 

The omega already looked so perfectly debauched, sitting there dripping with slick, his hands bracing for support against Asami’s thighs as his tongue lapped at the underside of his alpha’s cock. 

For a moment they stayed just like that, with the omega suckling and licking at the alpha’s cock, until Asami grabbed a handful of ink black hair, the younger going still as his husband slowly slid his shaft deeper. He didn’t stop, watching in sadistic enjoyment as the omega’s eyes rolled back a bit as that hefty cock slid down his throat until his lips were flush with the alpha’s pelvis. 

He could see a wet spot forming on the bed beneath the omega as a muffled whimper escaped Feilong’s stuffed throat, the younger swallowing around that massive cock as a few tears formed in the corners of his eyes. 

A hand stroked the omega’s hair, Asami remaining still so as to allow the omega to please him, Feilong pulling back until the tip of the alpha’s shaft popped free of his throat, allowing him a single moment to breathe before he swallowed the alpha’s length back down. 

Soon his wife had established a steady pace as he bobbed his head up and down on the rutting alpha’s cock, Asami groaning and continuing to stroke the younger’s hair, words of praise spilling from his lips as the omega sucked and swallowed around his huge shaft. 

“Such a good boy Fei, what a good little omega. Keep going, let Alpha cum down your throat pretty boy.” 

One of the omega’s hands shot down between his legs, Asami grinning as he watched the omega fingering himself, cock throbbing from the sight as he grew closer and closer to his release. 

A familiar warmth rushed to the alpha’s shaft, Feilong pulling back just a bit as the base began to swell, the tip just barely managing to remain in his wife’s throat as the omega continued to bob on the rest of his cock - the omega’s hand moving faster and more erratically as he rubbed his fingers inside of his aching body. 

Feilong swallowed around that throbbing cock one final time, at which point Asami groaned loudly, grabbing a handful of ink black hair as he came. The omega remained perfectly still and submissive, more tears streaking his pretty face as he swallowed down his husband’s spend, the hand that had been inside of his hole now stroking the alpha’s twitching knot. But no matter how good Feilong was, the omega could not swallow fast enough for the sheer volume of sperm being dumped into his mouth and throat. Cum began to spill from the corners of his lips, dripping onto the omega’s chest and thighs, that same white liquid bubbling from the debauched omega’s nose as Asami finally pulled his cock free - jerking it in his hand as the last of his release splattered inside of his wife’s open mouth and across his face and chest. 

Feilong was panting and gasping for air as he swallowed down the last of his husband’s semen, Asami reaching out to wipe away some final tear drops as the omega sniffled and rubbed at his cum stained face. 

A twinge of guilt struck the alpha as a miserable look filled Feilong’s eyes, the omega no longer looking at him as he continued to try and rub away the larger man’s release from his pretty face. 

The alpha wandered back into the bathroom, returning with a wet rag and kneeling down in front of the still sniffling omega. 

His touch was gentle as he cleaned his wife’s face for him, very aware that Feilong hated it when he came on his face, but having been too immersed in the moment to care. He always told Asami to just come down his throat, as otherwise it was far too humiliating for the omega to bear. 

When Feilong’s face was clean he discarded the rag somewhere on the floor, leaning in to press a sweet kiss to his wife’s lips. 

“I angered you,” he murmured, Feilong’s expression still a bit miserable as he nodded. 

Asami pressed kisses all over the omega’s face and neck, scattering more marks around that heavy golden collar. 

“It’s okay, I will make it up to you, love,” he whispered into his wife’s ear as he pulled the omega to his feet. 

Feilong looked a little confused for a moment before Asami grabbed him from behind, biting down on the omega’s shoulder and rubbing his stiff cock against the omega’s sopping wet hole. 

A sweet little moan escaped from his wife’s lips, the alpha’s hands wandering before he finally grabbed his shaft, lining it up and holding Feilong still as one single thrust jammed every inch of that swollen cock into the omega’s cunt. 

The omega grew still in his grasp, sharp whimpers and gasps escaping his throat as he shoved his hips down into his husband’s brutal thrusts. 

“How does that feel, little omega?” he asked, one of his hands grabbing tightly at his wife’s already bruised hips as the other teased and pinched at one of the omega’s swollen little nipples. 

A particularly hard thrust had Feilong grasping behind himself onto Asami’s arm, nails digging in hard for support as his legs trembled beneath him. 

“Ahhhh, feels sooo… good,” he gasped out, clearly immensely satisfied to finally be properly stuffed full, shaking and crying out with each thrust. 

Just looking at him Asami could tell that the omega wouldn’t be able to stay on his feet for long, and he slowly pulled his shaft out, earning a miserable little whimper from Feilong as he turned his wife to look at him. 

“Shhh, there there,” he cooed, hugging the omega’s body into his well built chest as he lined it back up, watching the bliss that filled his wife’s eyes as Asami seated every inch back inside of his body. 

Strong arms lifted Feilong up, the omega wrapping his legs tight around Asami’s hips as the alpha jerked his cock up into his wife’s cunt with a satisfied groan. 

“Good boy Fei,” he grunted, holding the smaller body securely in his grasp as he began to ram his swollen shaft harder and deeper into Feilong’s hole. 

Feilong’s trembling hands cupped Asami’s face, locking their lips together in a sloppy kiss as indecent squelching filled the room from the brutal thrusting of the rutting man’s cock into the wet omega cunt. 

His unsatisfied knot was already beginning to swell and throb again, the man’s wife squirming in his grasp as it began to stretch and tug at his sensitive walls, Feilong’s hands dropping onto Asami’s shoulders as his mouth hung open in a string of lewd moans and cries. 

The Alpha leaned forward between them, nipping and biting and sucking at one of his wife’s already swollen nipples, earning more of those sweet noises from Feilong as he held the omega’s hips tighter - not allowing him even one moment of reprieve as he rammed his swelling cock harder and harder into that tight hole. 

Feilong’s lewd little noises had turned to screams of pleasure as his body was forced open so brutally, the omega shaking his head as he squirmed in his husband’s grasp. 

“Just look at you omega, such a perfect little bitch for your Alpha, writhing and screaming on my cock. So desperate to be knotted full of babies.” 

He shook his head more fervently now, such an action in direct opposition to the way that he was shoving his hips down on his husband’s cock.

“Too big Alphaaaa,” he cried as the knot swelled faster, the omega’s walls clamping down around it as it forced his body to spread wider, to accept the massive intrusion in his already sore breeding hole. 

Yet such words only made the rutting alpha more satisfied, to have such an omega whine around his knot about how big it was spreading their tight little cunt, it only made more blood rush to his heavy shaft. 

His hips were beginning to falter, Asami finally groaning and biting down on the soft skin of Feilong’s chest as his knot locked him deep inside of his wife’s body, seed spilling from his cock as the omega squirmed and clawed at his chest - reduced to a whimpering mess yet again. 

The alpha was still as he spilled his sperm inside of the younger man, his own legs starting to feel shaky as he pulled his mouth free of his wife’s skin, admiring the ring of bloody teeth marks he had left around Feilong’s nipple. 

Feilong was limp in his arms now, but he could see that the omega was still awake this time, panting and gasping for air as he propped his head on Asami’s shoulder. 

One glance between them told the Alpha that Feilong had also been satisfied, clear liquid splattered across both of their chests, the omega’s walls clenching pleasantly around his knot. 

Asami pressed delicate kisses into Feilong’s neck and shoulder, moving them carefully to the bed and laying with his back pressed into the pile of pillows at the head of their bed so that the omega could rest on his chest. 

He reached out, gently tucking some damp hair behind his wife’s ear and looking at the younger fondly as his knot twitched again, Feilong gasping and squirming a bit as more alpha release filled his insides with warmth. 

“I didn’t hurt you, did I?” 

A shake of the head as Feilong settled comfortably on the alpha’s chest, legs tucked on either side of Asami’s hips as the omega’s heavy eyes fluttered. 

The King held him securely, one hand continuing to stroke the younger man’s hair while the other was wrapped around the small of his back, gently rubbing his wife’s hips as they slowly came down from the high together. 

Feilong looked tired, his eyes trying to close as he nuzzled his face into Asami’s neck. 

“Will you…” the omega trailed off for a moment, the older tilting his head a bit. 

“Will I… what?” 

The omega peeked up at him, looking a bit embarrassed and annoyed. 

“When I… get pregnant. You will take care of us… won’t you?” 

Asami cocked a brow at that as a devilish grin bloomed across his handsome face. 

“Oh, so you have finally accepted becoming pregnant?” 

Feilong shot him a nasty look now. 

“I don’t have much of a choice. For me to not be with a child by now would require a miracle never before seen by mankind,” he shot back snarkily. 

The Alpha’s expression softened as he stroked the omega’s back again, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips. 

“Don’t worry yourself. I will take care of you and our son. I swear that to you.” 

“My womb is not even heavy with child yet and you are already deciding that we are having a son,” Feilong griped, rubbing at his heavy eyes. 

“So difficult to please,” Asami muttered, “I will take care of you and our child, is that better?” 

The omega nodded, and for a few more minutes there was silence. 

Asami had almost thought Feilong asleep when the younger spoke again. 

“And I told you not to do that,” he grumbled, though his voice was much more heavy with sleep now. 

“Not to do what?” 

“You know what,” his wife sniped back, Asami quickly realizing exactly what he was talking about as he recalled the miserable look on Feilong’s face that had accompanied the alpha’s release. 

The older sighed heavily. 

“It wasn’t my intention. I lost myself in the moment.”

Yet those words didn’t stop the omega’s grumbling about how defiling and humiliating it was. 

“Fine, then next time I will make sure to take it out before I cum, so that I can seed your cunt instead. How does that sound?” he snapped back pettily. 

That was only met with more grumbling from his wife. 

“I already told you to just do it in my throat,” he muttered. 

“I did, but my little omega couldn’t take it all.” 

Warmth rushed to Feilong’s cheeks, the omega hiding his face again, the alpha’s knot twitching and throbbing as the younger man’s embarrassment only satisfied Asami further. 

Silence overtook the couple, but this time it was quickly followed by the omega dozing, wrapped in the heat of his husband’s arms and filled with the heat of his spend. 

Later that Evening

The sun had just begun its descent behind the mountains to the west of Sion when Feilong’s eyes slowly flickered awake. 

Yet things were not silent and peaceful as they had been the previous time the omega awoke, the Queen groaning softly as he sat up, bickering originating from just outside of the open door to his and his husband’s room. 

“I already told you this morning to keep the windows open, but instead the room reeks again,” a familiar voice griped. 

“It was cold inside,” the omega heard Asami quickly shoot back. 

“Isn’t that a good thing? You would think that an overheating, rutting, alpha would be glad that it was cold. Yet instead you have turned yours and his Majesty’s room into a danger to any omega that would dare to even walk past.” 

Feilong slowly pulled himself from the bed, adjusting the silk robes that Asami had surely dressed him in as he wandered towards the sound of the voices, Feilong leaning against the door for support as he looked upon the duo bickering in the hall. 

Yinfan was standing a few feet away from Asami, fanning the air in front of himself as the male omega crossed his other arm over his chest. 

“I already told you to send someone else, did I not?” 

The omega handmaid looked incredibly unamused. 

“It is not that simple. I intended to send Yoh, but he won’t return until tomorrow morning. I can’t send an alpha, such a scent would affect them no differently. And I wouldn’t dare to send anyone that the presence of would cause humiliation for my master. That leaves only myself, yet I also would not dare set one foot in that room while it reeks in such a way.” 

Asami crossed his arms over his chest as well now. 

“Oh, are you saying that you do not wish to turn into a whimpering mess like your master?” 

Yinfan shot the King a look. 

“Your Highness, do not assume that because we are both omegas that his Majesty and I share preferences. Because frankly, I would much prefer to jump to my death from the guard tower than bear an alpha such as you a child.” 

Asami rolled his eyes. 

“I’ll keep that in mind,” he muttered before clearing his throat, “but what exactly would you wish for me to do about it?” 

“Please do not be so dramatic, your Highness. I left dinner for you and his Majesty, I will bring fresh sheets. If changing the sheets is too difficult for an alpha such as yourself, then you can wait until Yoh returns in the morning. But you had best not dare to ask his Majesty to change them. Not after what you have done to his poor body.” 

“You are speaking as though I have violated and defiled some innocent little virgin. He is my wife, and has already born me two children.” 

“Violated and defiled are rather accurate choices of words for what you have done with him. Though I am sure you, and your knot, are quite satisfied.” 

Feilong cleared his throat, cheeks flushed a deep red color as the duo whipped around to look at him. 

“Are you two done?” 

Yinfan held his hands in front of himself, bowing deeply. 

“Apologies, did we wake you, your Majesty?” 

Feilong nodded. 

“Yes. With your constant, nonsensical, bickering that never seems to cease regardless of how many years may pass.”

The duo both looked rather annoyed and offended, but neither dared to argue with Feilong as the Queen turned and retreated back into the room. 

Feilong noticed that the low table on the other side of the room was covered in dishes of food, wandering over as the scent wafted through the air, most of the doors and windows open in an attempt to combat the alpha pheromones that had again suffocated the poor omega who slept within. 

A few moments later Asami returned to the room, joining Feilong at the table, the couple both sitting. 

Yinfan also wandered a few steps into the room, plugging his nose. 

“Yoh will come by in the morning your Majesty, until then you can call for me if you require anything,” the omega choked out through the scent of rut that he so despised.

“Goodnight Yinfan,” the Queen replied simply, leaving no further room for argument, the younger bowing and quickly escaping the room.  

The world outside of the doors was rapidly darkening, illuminated only by lanterns strung throughout Sion’s Imperial Palace. 

There was silence as the King and Queen both picked through the mix of their two kingdom’s food that Yinfan had laid out for them. 

Finally Asami was the one who broke the silence, his expectant gaze still lingering on his wife. 

“How are you feeling?” 

Feilong glanced up at him for a moment before returning his gaze to the steaming bowl of rice in his hands. 

“Sore,” he muttered in response before taking another small bite, the omega slow and tidy as he ate, his etiquette still perfect in spite of the fact that he was surely rather hungry. 

“How much did you hear?” 

That made Feilong scoff. 

“If you are asking if I heard you telling Yinfan about how your pheromones turned me into a ‘whimpering mess’ , yes, I heard that. And yes, you will pay for that.”

His husband cleared his throat, but did not say anything as he quickly busied himself with eating.

When Feilong finished his meal he began to carefully stack his empty dishes on a small tray left to the side of their table, tidying after his husband as well as the Alpha finished his food - at which point Asami would leave the tray in the hall, wandering around to shut most of the doors again, leaving the door next to the table open just enough so that Feilong could watch the darkening sky. 

This time Asami sat on one of the cushions next to his wife, Feilong glancing over his shoulder at the larger man before looking back outside. 

The Alpha also watched the sky outside as the final rays of golden sunlight faded, leaving only the blackness of night. 

“Tell me something, Husband.” 

Asami looked up at Feilong as the omega finally actually looked at him. 

“Do you truly believe that this will help?” 

He looked a bit confused as to what the younger was referring to, Feilong quickly choosing to elaborate. 

“You have asked me on numerous occasions now to bear you another child. Saying that due to the circumstances of Tatsuya and Kirenai’s births that there was distrust in the court as to whether I had truly borne them. Do you honestly believe that me bearing this child will change that? Because I rather doubt it, surely such people are just using those rumors as an excuse, as a way to turn opinion against me because I am of Baishe and because of who I am.” 

The King sat up straight now, his eyes turning serious. 

“There may be some truth to what you are saying. But at the very least, it will quell the rumors and make it more difficult for such descentors to continue spouting such nonsense about you and our children.” 

“So you intend to make my pregnancy into a spectacle if I conceive? So that all of Sion may know that their Queen is with child. Because that is what would be needed to silence them. You will destroy my pride for such a thing?” 

That gave Asami pause. 

“I have no intention of parading you and our unborn child around like a trophy. Please do not think so ill of me. The rumors are circulating due to those within the Inner Court. So long as you are by my side throughout your pregnancy, those rumors will naturally subside.” 

Feilong propped his elbow on the table, leaning his cheek into the palm of his hand. 

“Such a thing would not have been necessary if not for the conditions in which you forced me to bear Tatsuya and Kirenai in the first place.” 

Asami rubbed at his temple. 

“Let’s not argue Feilong. I am rather sick of arguing with you.” 

“So you still will not even admit to having wronged me in such a way?” 

“If I admitted it, then would this conversation stop?” 

The omega scowled. 

“Not if your only reason for admitting to your wrongs is to avoid a conversation you wish not to have.” 

“And now we are arguing, in spite of me having just said that I have no intention of arguing with you, dear Wife.” 

Feilong laughed bitterly. 

“Yes of course, forgive me. You don’t wish to argue. You wish to bend me over and knot me and then make yourself far too busy for me to be afforded any of your time, as usual.” 

Asami’s brow twitched, the alpha bouncing his leg as he attempted to ignore the omega’s snarky tone. 

“So you wish for us to spend the remainder of my rut arguing? If so then surely I can find another omega who would be willing to sit on my knot,” he growled in response, moving to stand when his wife’s hand grabbed his wrist tightly. 

“You force your knot inside of me while I sleep, have your way with my body when I cannot stop you from doing so, and then when I grow offended by your actions you dare to threaten such a thing?” 

“It isn’t a threat, rather, a statement of fact.” 

“Oh yes, because surely you knotting and impregnating another omega will help to quell all of those bothersome rumors that you use as an excuse to make me bear you another child.” 

The Alpha was clearly growing rather angry, but he did not opt for any sort of explosive outburst, nor did he hit or cause any harm to his wife. 

“I should not need any excuse for my wife to bear me another child. But I indulge your nature and your pride far more than any other alpha would, and I do not wish to see you miserable. If you truly hate me so much, then I will find a consort so that you no longer need to force yourself to remain by my side or in my bed.” 

Yet those words were also, clearly, not what Feilong wanted to hear. But it was obvious that the words he wished for would not be leaving his husband’s lips. 

“Fine then,” Feilong spat, Asami’s eyes going wide. He had not truly expected for Feilong to say such a thing. His wife, in spite of his petty spirit, was also a jealous creature. He did not like omegas being around his husband, was angered by finding Asami alone with omegas and pretty beta women, and at any sort of festival or social function Feilong would not leave the Alpha’s side for a moment. 

But within a single instant it became clear that Feilong was not saying fine towards the prospect of his husband bedding another omega, the younger tugging his silk robes back down his shoulder, revealing his bruised and bitten skin to his husband. 

“Since you need not an excuse, nor permission, then go ahead.” 

Asami found himself caught in a rather moral dilemma within himself, caused by his wife’s words. 

Such words implied him to be a brute, having his way with the omega however and whenever he pleased simply because his wife was his property. 

Technically, yes, Feilong was his property. Yet he did not treat him as such in the way that many alphas did. Or at least… he didn’t anymore. 

Feilong was his wife, the Queen of his Kingdom, the mother of his children. The implication that by taking him he would be desecrating the peace they had finally achieved in their marriage, made Asami rather frustrated. 

Yet he was also still an Alpha, and as such he had needs, ones that were Feilong’s place to care for unless his wife truly did desire for him to find himself a consort. 

“So you won’t do it now that I have told you to?” 

“Do you want me to?” 

“I would rather you have your way with me than bed another omega.” 

“So you only want me because you don’t want another omega to have me,” he replied with a scoff, turning to walk away when Feilong again grabbed him. 

But this time his wife hugged himself tightly into the alpha’s chest, grasping at the back of Asami’s kimono. 

“Don’t go,” he choked out, hiding his face into his husband’s chest. 

“You put me into such situations and then grow frustrated with me for trying to avoid arguing with you Feilong. What do you want me to do? Do I truly treat you so horribly? Do I truly brutalize you in such ways? I understand that I have made mistakes, and that you have a right to not trust me. But this is the first I have touched your body in nearly two years, and now you make me feel as though I am a monster for desiring my wife’s embrace, all the while begging me not to embrace any other.” 

The omega looked up at him, his expression a tad remorseful as he reached up to the tired looking Alpha. 

Yet the exhaustion on his face was not physical, it was not caused by limited sleep or numerous rounds of rutting, but rather by years spent chasing his wife in circles in an attempt to gain his trust and his happiness. 

“I’m sorry,” Feilong exhaled quietly, Asami sighing and leaning down to kiss the omega on his lips, the younger man’s hand still stroking his husband’s cheek. 

Surely he was the one who needed to apologize for the things which made Feilong act in such a way towards him, yet no matter how much he knew that, he found himself unable to just say those words which the omega spoke so easily. 

“If you want me to not embrace any other omega, then give me a reason not to Feilong.” 

That made blood rush to his wife’s cheeks, Asami feeling a small tremble run up the omega’s spine. 

Asami wrapped an arm around the omega’s waist, lifting him with ease and depositing him on top of their table, sitting himself on one of the cushions facing his wife. 

Feilong pressed his legs together for a moment until Asami reached out, spreading them back open by his ankles. 

“You need to show me just how much my pretty little wife needs me. You can’t do that with your legs closed,” he commented, his tone unimpressed as he watched the omega’s expression cycle through a number of emotions. 

Asami reached out, and it was at this point that Feilong came to the realization that his husband had again plugged his hole, gasping sharply as the older man tugged on it. 

The pounding of his head and the grumbling of his stomach seemed to have left him entirely unaware of the fullness inside of him until the jade knot was pulled from its comfortable spot within.

He didn’t pull it all the way out, instead just pulling out a few inches before shoving it hard back into his body, at which point the Alpha sat back again, looking upon the omega expectantly. 

Feilong slowly sat up, the cool night air causing him to shiver a bit as he reached down between his legs, taking hold of the flat flange that sat over his entrance. 

Asami was watching him intently, golden eyes hungry like those of a predator observing their prey. 

The younger swallowed hard, tugging on the item lodged inside of him, his entire body shaking with the way that the jade knot rubbed his sore inner walls. 

He continued tugging until he could feel the cool jade pressed against the rim of his opening, the omega angling it down so that the alpha could watch the way that the fake knot slowly forced his cunt open, Feilong whimpering as it nearly all slipped from his body - pressing it back inside at the last moment. 

Asami seemed enraptured now, scooting forward so that he was right between his wife’s legs, hands rubbing Feilong’s thighs as he watched. 

He began a steady pace, panting and gasping as he forced that unyielding jade knot in and out of his body, squirming around it every time that he felt it pushing into the deepest parts of his cunt. 

The hardness of such an object left his insides feeling stuffed and tender, but it wasn’t enough to satisfy him. Not truly. Afterall, his husband’s knot was bigger. And no matter how uncomfortable it was when the Alpha forced him open around it, there was nothing even comparable to the feeling of it throbbing and twitching inside of him as his insides were flooded with the warmth of his husband’s release. 

A shocked moan tore itself from Feilong’s throat as his insides spasmed and clenched on the jade knot, the omega aghast to realize that the very thought of his husband knotting him had made him orgasm around the cold plug instead. 

Asami’s eyes were now dark, the man having released his shaft from its confines at some point, one hand stroking it in a rapid rhythm as he watched his wife.

Feilong pulled the knot all the way to his entrance again, and he could see the alpha’s hand speeding up as he watched the way that his hole clenched around the fake knot. This time he did pull it out, the jade plug popping free of his cunt to the sound of a breathless gasp, the omega discarding it off to the side and reaching down with both hands to spread his hole wide for his husband. 

“Put that in me,” he whimpered, Asami stopping the motion of his hand, seeming to take a moment to regain control over himself. 

The alpha now patted his lap, eyes beckoning his wife over. 

“If you want it then come sit on it like a good little omega.” 

Feilong was quivering as he pulled himself up off the table, looking at Asami with bashful eyes before reaching out to stroke that hefty cock a few times. 

“Turn around,” the alpha demanded, Feilong doing so without hesitation, his back now to his husband “now go ahead, sit on it.” 

The omega climbed over his husband’s lap, looking down between his legs and grabbing the man’s shaft with one hand so that he could line the tip up with his rim, catching his breath for just a moment before he began to sink down on it. 

Asami groaned, hands grabbing for Feilong’s hips but not pulling him at all, rather just sitting securely there as the younger impaled himself on the rutting alpha. 

His panting became desperate as his rim was finally flush with his husband’s pelvis, the omega squirming on his cock as it pressed against his cervix. 

Clearly his wife was hoping that he would take control, that those hands on his hips would grip him tightly and that the alpha would rut his cock deep inside of that slim body. But Asami did no such thing. 

“Keep going. Show Alpha how good you are at bouncing on a knot my pretty omega.” 

Feilong’s cheeks burned with shame, yet the aching of his stuffed body was his priority as it clenched and twitched around the alpha. 

He braced his hands on his husband’s knees, lifting himself up that massive shaft before sinking all the way back down it, his cunt clenching every time he sat and ground his hips down around it. 

The pleasured grunts and groans from behind him made it clear that his husband was enjoying it just as much as he rode his cock, whimpering and crying out in ecstasy as it throbbed and swelled against his tender walls.  

“Alphaaa,” he cried out, grinding around the shaft as he felt the very beginnings of the knot starting to form, the omega stuffing that swollen ring inside and jolting hard as he came around it, slumping forward and catching himself against the edge of the table. 

Asami’s control immediately snapped, the larger man pressing his wife down into the edge of his table and tugging his slim hips back hard as he rammed his shaft all the way inside of the omega. 

Feilong clawed at the edges of the table as one of Asami’s hands pressed down on his back to trap him there, with his chest pressed against the wood and his ass up as his husband’s cock rammed into his cunt over and over again - thrusts brutal and deep as the alpha chased his own release. 

The knot was growing again, and despite having spent over a full day trapped on knots (fake and real alike), that didn’t seem to take any of the edge off as it pulled his walls apart, filling Feilong so painfully full as it grew. 

It was too big, no matter how many times his husband sat it in his cunt, it was still too big, the omega’s eyes rolling back a bit as Asami crushed him into the edge of the table - now violently rutting his hole as the omega whined and screamed for him. 

Asami’s larger hands grabbed for Feilong’s which were clawing at the table ahead of him, the man holding those slim hands tight as his hips snapped forward one final time before the knot locked them back together, a satisfied whimper rolling off the omega’s tongue as his womb was again flooded full of alpha sperm. 

The couple were both panting and gasping, the duo dripping sweat and other fluids as Asami carefully removed his body from overtop of Feilong’s, his cock throbbing as he looked upon the writhing form of his defiled wife. 

He wrapped his arms around the omega, pulling him up off the table and sitting them down, knot still twitching and spilling warmth inside of Feilong’s cunt as he pressed little kisses to his wife’s shoulders. 

“Mmm, are you satisfied? Your cunt must feel so content and full now,” he taunted, licking over one of the bloody bite marks he had already left on Feilong’s shoulder before nipping at it again. 

What he hadn’t expected was for the omega to nod, rocking his hips a bit so that the knot rubbed him in the right places. 

“Alpha,” he whined sweetly, drawing Asami’s attention, “I want to cum again. Pleaseeee, rub your knot-” 

He grabbed his wife around his midsection, jerking his cock up a bit deeper into his cunt and grinding it into his tender little hole. 

That was clearly what Feilong was looking for, as moments later the younger cried out, his walls clasping down tightly around the knot - milking another load from the alpha who growled deep in his throat. 

Asami held his wife securely as the omega went limp in his grasp, as if every ounce of strength had fled his body yet again, the two remaining like that, in a relaxed silence until the knot finally began to go down. 

Feilong’s head was leaned against his husband’s shoulder, the alpha gently rubbing the small of his back as he felt his member going soft inside of the younger man’s body. 

His wife sighed softly, a bit of energy seeming to finally return to him as he moved to pull himself free of the intrusion. Yet instead Asami held him tightly, Feilong giving him a confused look. 

“What are you-” 

He kissed his wife’s lips, holding him securely so that he couldn’t pull the larger man’s cock out. 

“I didn’t say that you are done sitting on it, omega.” 

Feilong squirmed a bit in his grip, but was quickly stopped by Asami who pinned him back to the edge of the table. 

“It’s soft, take it out,” the omega snarled, Asami shaking his head. 

“What did I just say? You are going to sit on it until I am done with your hole.” 

“Why? You already got what you wanted-”

“No. I haven’t yet. What I want is for you to sit on my cock until I tell you that you can stop. I don’t care that it is soft, if I want your warm cum filled cunt around my cock, then you will keep it there. If it gets hard again then you will squirm and bounce yourself on it until I knot you again. If I want you to warm my cock when I sleep then you will say ‘yes alpha’ and sit on it all night long, wringing my cum into your womb until I wake and ram it into you proper. Take it out, and I will bring another omega here and make you watch as they sit around my cock just as you were supposed to.” 

Feilong seemed entirely at a loss for words, going still in the alpha’s arms and leaning back into his chest. 

Asami rewarded his obedience with soft bites and nibbles along the expanse of his neck, the alpha sinking his teeth into untouched pieces of porcelain skin, pulling noises from the omega as he did so. 

Yet in spite of his humiliation, Feilong found himself rather comfortable as he leaned securely into his husband’s arms, the man’s strong grasp wrapped around the omega in a way that made him feel so small, so safe, so taken care of. 

But he hated that. He hated the instincts in him that begged for Asami to take care of him, he hated how content he felt as the alpha’s teeth sank into his skin, he hated how perfect and full he felt while covered in and filled with the alpha’s release.

He had once been a warrior, but now he was nothing more than a breeding hole for his husband. 

The night began to slowly pass them by, Feilong hoping so desperately that Asami would let him free, but to no avail. 

Asami would hold him like that for hours, his cock occasionally hardening inside of his hole again, fucking another knot and another load into the omega before softening again. 

It seemed that he had full intention of doing to Feilong exactly what he had spoken of, and after knotting his wife again the Alpha would carry Feilong back to the bed, dozing with his knot still locked tightly inside. 

At first the exhaustion from endless hours of being rutted into would wash over him, the omega nearly falling asleep himself, when that knot rubbed at the perfect spot inside of him. 

He tried desperately to ignore it, but he just couldn’t, his walls clenching around the knot as his body begged for its own release as well. 

Yet with his husband laying behind him, chasing his own pleasure was difficult, Feilong trying to grind himself back on that knot - but ever seeming to miss the spots where he needed it. 

Frustration and need was flooding through him as he rubbed so desperately on the swollen cock locked inside of his hole, his rubbing clearly pleasing the knot as it continued to twitch and spill inside of him, making a mess out of his body. 

It felt as if years passed like that, Feilong whining and crying out as it seemed that the knot was never where he needed it, his walls clenching and milking more release from it over and over again despite the growing ache inside of himself. 

He was moments from yelling and shaking Asami awake and begging the alpha to just hold him down and rut his hole properly and seed him nice and deep inside, when the sleeping man moved, rolling over top of Feilong - pressing the omega’s body down into the mattress. 

Yet that was exactly what he needed, the sleeping alpha’s position over him forcing his knot so deep inside, Feilong’s eyes rolling back a bit as he shoved his hips back. 

That was all it took for him to find his release, whimpering and gasping as his body spasmed around the knot, Feilong rocking his hips on the massive swollen shaft and soon orgasming again. 

The knot wasn’t going down, no matter how many times it spilled inside of him, and for hours on end Feilong would rock and fuck himself on it, his mind overtaken with the bliss that only a bred omega could feel as it stuffed his cunt so full. 

He didn’t want that knot to ever leave his hole, he wanted his husband to hold him and bounce him on it until his womb swelled and he birthed them another child. He wanted that nice swollen shaft to stay inside of his body, rubbing against his walls and filling him so deep, forever. 

Somewhere among endless hours of his cunt being stuffed, the alpha finally woke up, slowly and cautiously sitting up from where he had rolled over top of the omega during the night. 

A sadistic smirk painted itself across his face as Asami saw just what had become of his wife, the omega whimpering and mewling and rubbing himself back on his cock. 

Just looking at his eyes, he could tell that the younger was drunk off of the rutting alpha’s pheromones, his gaze unseeing as a string of desperate cries left his throat, begging for the alpha to rut him, knot him, seed him, fill him. 

And he did exactly that. 

Without hesitation he pressed his body weight back over Feilong’s exhausted frame, pulling his cock out a bit, watching the rim of his wife’s hole as semen overflowed inside of his cunt, spilling  out onto their already ruined bedsheets. 

“What a good little omega, milking this much sperm from alpha’s knot,” he chuckled, the omega gasping as he thrust it all the way back inside, Asami seeming a bit surprised when his wife immediately came around him, body twitching as he whined so sweetly beneath him. 

He grasped Feilong by his slim little waist, not bothering to wait for his orgasm to end as he slammed his shaft deep into the omega hole, earning strings of broken gasps and screams as he had his way with his wife. 

His cock was sore, but still he rutted it deep inside over and over again, immensely satisfied as he watched the omega just fall apart around his swollen member. Within minutes his knot was swelling again, Asami pulling out just enough so as to not lock it inside of his wife, the omega crying and begging him for it in a breeding fueled haze.  

Asami tugged Feilong hard into each of his increasingly brutal thrusts, his hips stuttering as he released one final time, his knot still pressed just outside of the omega. 

The moment that he let go of his wife’s waist the younger collapsed onto the bed, gasping for air as he laid still and quiet, his heavy eyes fluttering shut. 

Asami reached out to him, stroking his mess of inky black hair and leaning to press a kiss to the omega’s temple, murmuring words of praise as he watched more of his own sperm leaking from between his wife’s legs. 

After a few more minutes his knot slowly went down, the Alpha pulling out and jerking the last few spurts of his cum across Feilong’s ass and thighs as more gushed from inside of his ruined cunt. 

Yet the omega seemed to not even notice, and when Asami leaned back over him he realized that his wife was out cold, the larger carefully moving him into a more comfortable position - sliding a pillow beneath his head and tucking the blankets up to cover his body and the mess leaking from it. 

Gentle rays of sunlight had begun to shine in through the open slit in the door, Asami stretching his arms over his head as he stood, a knock sounding at the door.

That Afternoon

Birds were chirping pleasant little tunes as they hopped around through the trees and bamboo woods that surrounded the back of Sion Imperial Palace. 

A set of eyes slowly fluttered open, Feilong laying still as he listened to the sweet little chirps coming from just beyond the door. 

A familiar hand ran through his damp hair, and it was at this point that the omega realized that he wasn’t in bed anymore, instead laying with his head on his husband’s leg - the alpha looking rather focused on whatever reading material it was that he had sprawled out on their low table. 

Asami’s hand ran through his hair again, the older not realizing his wife was awake as he continued to soothe the omega, and for a short while Feilong let him. It was calm, quiet, safe, as his husband so tenderly stroked his hair. 

The older man was well aware of how such an action soothed the fiery young man, so for him to be seated there working, distracting himself by trying to soothe the omega, it felt shockingly intimate. 

He finally decided that he had better get up, Asami turning to look at him the moment he felt movement, his hand returning to his side as Feilong sat up straight. 

“You’re awake. How did you sleep?” 

The omega groaned softly, rubbing at his sore back. 

“I slept… alright I suppose,” he twirled a damp strand of hair around one of his fingers, glancing around the room, “it looks rather clean in here for a change.”

Asami nodded, turning his gaze back to the scroll that was spread across their table. 

“Yoh cleaned it well as you slept.” 

“And you bathed me?” 

Another nod.

“Of course. It would have been cruel of me to leave you in bed covered in my spend until you woke.” 

Feilong scooted himself closer to his husband’s side, yet the moment he did so he found himself captured, the larger man tugging his wife into his lap. 

A slight scowl graced Feilong’s face, yet it slowly faded when the man made no further moves on his exhausted body, instead just sitting comfortably with an arm around the omega as he continued reading. 

Already the alpha’s pheromones had begun to ebb away, and while Feilong could still smell them, they were no longer so suffocating. 

“Husband?” 

Asami looked at him, his attention a clear sign for Feilong to continue whatever it was that he wished to say. 

“Do you truly wish for one so badly?” 

That made the older man cock a brow. 

“Wish for…?”

“A consort.” 

Asami’s expression turned a bit darker, the look behind his eyes cryptic as he now turned all of his attention to the omega, folding his second hand into his wife’s lap. 

“That is a complicated issue, Feilong.” 

The younger was clearly unamused by those words, Asami sighing softly. 

“Feilong. As I said yesterday, I do not wish to see you miserable. Yet by virtue of asking you to act as my wife, of asking you to behave like a proper omega, all I can possibly do is make you miserable. You are a warrior, I am well aware of that. I have seen you on the field of battle, I have clashed swords with you. So for you, there is no happiness to be found in being a wife. Yet you are my wife. Which leaves me in quite the complicated situation.” 

The omega did not try to interrupt his husband, nor to argue with him, instead just slowly nodding his head as he listened to what the Alpha had to say. 

“So long as I ask you to live this way, you will feel unsatisfied, you will feel as though I am controlling you and stripping you of your pride. If I take a consort then you will be much more free, no longer burdened with the weight of being an omega with an alpha to please. Yet if I take a consort then you will feel abandoned, as though I took everything from you only to toss you away. So you leave me trapped with no truly good answer. No matter what I do, I will be making you unhappy.” 

Feilong looked down at his hands, grabbing the alpha hand that was also seated in his lap as they remained in silence momentarily. 

“But do you want one? Regardless of me, of what I feel… of the fact that I love you. Do you truly desire to take another omega to your bed?” 

Asami shrugged at that. 

“Not particularly. If given the choice between having you in my bed, and having another omega there, I would choose you,” he leaned closer now, pressing a delicate kiss to Feilong’s lips, “there is never an omega that I have met who I thought to be as beautiful as you. So unless such a thing were to happen, I would not crave for any other.” 

That made the younger scoff. 

“Now you are just trying to shower me with compliments in the hopes of avoiding my wrath. Though, that implies that you would bed another omega so long as you think them to be as beautiful as me.” 

He nodded in agreement. 

“That’s correct.” 

Feilong pinched the alpha’s hand hard, Asami chuckling softly. 

“What are the chances of such a thing happening? If I haven’t been drawn to any other omega by now, then I would say that you are surely safe, dear Wife.” 

The younger leaned up a bit, closing the distance between them as he kissed his husband tenderly, the duo holding tightly to each other as that sweet kiss turned more heated - illuminated by the warm afternoon sun. 

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The early morning air was chilly as the King of Sion finally returned to his and his wife’s quarters, sighing heavily as he rubbed sleep from his eyes. 

He slid the door open, a bit surprised to see that his wife was not in bed despite the sun having just risen, and instead was seated at their table, a bucket clenched between his legs as the omega stared out into the forest visible from the partially open door opposite to where Asami had entered from. 

Feilong didn’t even seem to notice him, the Alpha approaching slowly and noticing heavy bags under the younger man’s eyes. 

“Have you been sick all night?” he asked, Feilong jumping as he whipped his head around to look at his husband. 

“You! Don’t…” he sighed in exasperation, “don’t startle me.” 

Asami made quick work of discarding his armor before he moved to where his pregnant wife sat, rubbing his thumbs into the omega’s aching back. 

“I didn’t intend to startle you,” he leaned around to press a kiss to Feilong’s cheek, “will you forgive me this once?” 

That earned him a small nod as the omega slumped forward a bit. 

“You still feel this ill?” 

Feilong looked utterly miserable, nodding again as he wiped at his own tired eyes, leaning just a bit into the large hands that rubbed the sore spots on his back. 

“It’s your fault,” the younger muttered, removing the bucket from between his legs so that he could lay his face on the table, Asami finally sitting next to him - reaching out to gently stroke his hair. 

“I apologize,” he said simply, pulling the exhausted omega to lay back against his chest. 

“You are not forgiven,” his wife griped despite allowing the alpha to hold him so gently. 

Asami held Feilong securely around his waist, his other hand wandering down to the small swell of the omega’s abdomen where their child grew, laying his palm against it as he rested his own head over his wife’s. 

“It is fine if you don’t forgive me now, surely when you are holding our son you will find it in yourself to forgive me,” he responded smugly. 

That was met with a roll of Feilong’s eyes. 

“How many times must I tell you not to assume we are having a son? What if it is a daughter? Then you will feel disappointed.” 

A shake of the head from the sleep deprived Alpha. 

“No. I simply hope for a son, that is all. I hoped for one when you bore Kirenai as well, but I love her just as I love Tatsuya.” 

That made Feilong scoff. 

“Oh please, dear Husband, I don’t think you are capable of loving another child the way you love Tatsuya. Ever since he was born, you stare so lovingly at that boy as though he were the sun itself. Even if we had ten more children, I do not believe that you would ever love any of them as you love him.” 

Asami chuckled. 

“Perhaps I am a tad too partial towards Tatsuya, but he is my first child. I can’t help myself. Though, ten more children? I would not argue if that was what you so desired-”

Feilong shook his head aggressively, reaching up to shush his husband. 

“It was just an example. If you think that I would bear you ten more children then you are surely insane. I would, quite literally, die long before then. Besides, three is more than enough.” 

There was a momentary silence. 

“Four.” 

Feilong cocked a brow, Asami grinning down at him.

“I will rip your knot off before I will let you do this to me again,” the omega snapped, squirming to get free of his husband’s grasp, only to be pulled in more tightly. 

“It’s fine, someday you will writhe around it again and beg for me to put that fourth child in you,” he responded, earning himself a nasty look from his wife. 

“Only in your dreams,” he muttered in response, suddenly going quiet and still in Asami’s arms. 

They remained quiet and still until the alpha saw his wife cover his mouth, immediately grabbing for the bucket and placing it back in front of Feilong - pulling his long hair back as the omega began to retch.

When he finally lifted his head again he collapsed back into Asami’s arms, looking completely devoid of energy, a bit of guilt weighing on the alpha as he saw just how exhausted and miserable his wife looked. 

“I am still filthy, how about I have Yinfan prepare a hot bath? It may help to calm your stomach as well.” 

The only answer that garnered was a small nod, the alpha leaving his wife with his head on the table for just a minute so that he could speak with the ornery little handmaid. Though, Yinfan seemed rather complacent so early in the morning, not offering even a single snarky remark, and instead just nodding and hurrying to ready a bath for the King and Queen. 

With that Asami wandered back into his and Feilong’s chambers, moving to the wardrobe and pulling fresh red silk robes from within for his wife, along with a simple black yukata for himself. 

When Yinfan returned he handed both to him, the young man also taking the bucket as the King carefully scooped his pregnant Queen into his arms, Feilong still quiet as he rested his head onto the Alpha’s well muscled chest. 

Yinfan slid the door shut behind them, likely hovering outside it as he normally did, the young man having seen both the King and Queen indecently exposed far too many times over the years. 

Asami carefully placed Feilong down on the small bench against the wall of their bathroom, undressing himself first before he slowly and gently pulled his wife’s clothing from his frame, lifting the now nude omega back into his arms with ease. 

Feilong did not complain, resting his head back onto his husband’s shoulder as the older sat them in the bathtub, the pregnant omega relaxing comfortably against the larger frame. 

The water was pleasant, hot enough to make the pain inside of him slowly ebb away, but not hot enough to scald the delicate skin of his swollen stomach. 

Asami carefully pressed kisses into the crook of his wife’s neck, the couple sitting contently as a large hand stroked across the little bump where the alpha’s child grew. 

There was a silent understanding between the two that the baby inside of Feilong’s body was their opportunity, a chance to turn their marriage around, and Asami did not for a moment neglect that. 

The Alpha had become incredibly attentive to all of his wife’s needs and desires, lavishing affection and gifts upon the pregnant omega and their unborn child. 

Feilong could not deny that it made him happy, that for the first time since he had been brought to Sion he truly felt at home. Though there was a nagging shame in the back of his skull, one that chastised him for being so joyful about bearing an Alpha’s child. Afterall, how his husband was acting was exactly how his father had once acted towards his mother, only to leave the woman heartbroken the moment that he was born - the moment that the heir he had wished for was an omega. But in spite of that knowledge, he still somehow felt so contented. 

Surely that was what other omegas meant when they spoke of the bliss of child bearing. It was the content feeling one gained through being so pampered by their alpha as their womb swelled with his offspring. 

He had never experienced such a thing before, and often found himself lost in those sweet little moments, as Asami held him and whispered words of praise while stroking his swollen womb so tenderly.

It was at those times that he felt so truly loved by his alpha, and with that grew a small but tangible hope that perhaps their marriage was not so doomed after all. 

Though, he just as often found himself wondering when exactly he had started to desire having a happy marriage with that man. Afterall, he was mere property to Asami. A womb given in exchange for him sparing the people of Baishe. 

So why did he suddenly feel so joyous at the prospect of fixing their marriage which he had never desired to begin with? And more importantly, how could he so easily forget all the pain that the alpha had put him through?

 How could he so easily forget Asami holding him down on golden sheets as he forcibly consummated their marriage, ripping the omega’s young body open so as to sire children inside of him as Feilong had screamed and cried and begged him to stop. He could still recall the pain with ease. His heated state had not made it hurt any less as the alpha’s knot had forced his virgin body to spread around it, and he could still recall the mess of blood that had coated those golden sheets as the alpha tried to soothe his sobs. He said it would get better, that he just needed to get used to it. And yes, he was right. Soon the pain ebbed away and he had felt immense pleasure that left him weak in the knees as the alpha spent days on end taking him. But still, 6 years later, those moments following him being deflowered lingered upon his mind as a stark reminder of what their marriage actually was. 

The only reason Asami had wed him was for heirs, and for control of his Kingdom. Because why would such a man settle for any regular omega when he KNEW that he could have Feilong? The omega had been so enamored with him, so lost in those golden eyes, and Asami knew that if he pushed hard enough that Feilong would - eventually - give in, exactly as he had. 

Yet why had he given in with such ease? Why was it that Asami needed only to treat him kindly to gain his affection? How could he so easily allow for a singular year of soft words and gentle touches to overshadow how the alpha had betrayed him and used him? 

How could he so easily forget that alpha holding him down a second time, a mere week after their first child's birth, all in the pursuit of siring another heir inside of his womb? He knew why Asami had done it. The alpha surely wished to just get it over with. If he left Feilong to his devices then the omega would try time and time again to avoid conceiving another child, and as such he made himself the villain by forcing himself upon his wife. And sure enough, after he was certain that the omega had conceived their second child, he did not touch him. 

That was their agreement after all. Two heirs. That was all Feilong needed to bear, that was what the alpha had told him as he cleaned the blood and filth from the omega mere hours after Baishe’s defeat. 

Yet, bearing those two heirs had not ended his troubles nor improved his quality of life until those heirs were old enough to ask their father why their mother was not permitted to go outside. The years prior to that were cold and lonely, the sort of life he had always feared. The sort of life his mother had lived prior to her death, locked within the recesses of his own mind and locked within the gilded white walls of the estate his husband had left him to rot in. 

Feilong, of course, knew why. He had betrayed his husband, just as his husband had betrayed him. Had he just accepted his fate, then he would have lived within the palace, he would have slept in his husband’s bed being lavished with gifts and attention as he currently was. But it was not a fate he could give in to so easily back then, and he still vividly recalled sitting over the sleeping alpha with a dagger in hand, trying to force himself to do it. To kill the father of the child that had begun to grow inside of him. It didn’t matter that he couldn’t do it. What mattered was that Asami woke to him attempting to. 

Surely Asami had seen it coming, otherwise why would he have already prepared such a pristine little prison in which to leave his wife? Such a surreal estate that would certainly look stunningly beautiful to outsiders, its white walls never seeming to garner so much as a speck of dirt as the bamboo forest around it swayed so softly with the wind. Yet to Feilong it was a maddening, lonely, prison cell. 

He had spent much of those first two pregnancies alone, locked inside like a caged animal, left in only his own company for days or weeks at a time. The only company he found was that of the life growing in his womb, or the life of that newborn infant and his younger sister who had begun to grow in his womb mere weeks later. But save for his elder two children, at that time he was well and truly alone. 

Asami had very seldom come to see him, after that night, and usually he wouldn't even look at the omega, instead just coming to touch the swollen stomach where his unborn heirs resided. He was hardly a violent man. He did not come to berate Feilong or brutalize him. Yet the simple act of locking the omega away for those seemingly endless, lonely, years was enough for the omega to grow to distrust him further.

Yet perhaps that was why he felt so much joy. Even if it was foolish to trust Asami, he simply had never been so pampered before, and he couldn't deny that it felt nice. 

Though, even if Asami had tried to lavish such affection upon him during those days, he likely wouldn't have been able to. Feilong had to admit that he had not been the most open to his husband's touch or his advances at that time. 

Yet there had always been a part of him that secretly craved for such care to be afforded to him. A part of him that had wished that maybe Asami would come and hold him and say such kind and loving words to him. But that was never something he could say out loud. 

But to now be held, to have the alpha treat him so kindly, care for him so sweetly, hold him and their unborn child so gently, it was as though the cold exterior of his heart was melting. No matter how many times he told himself not to fall for it, not to let Asami get to him, he had surely begun to feel love for his husband. 

Or perhaps it wasn't that he had started to feel love. But rather, that the love he had once felt for the alpha had returned. The love that had made his heart pound as Asami, a mere general of Sion at the time, defended him against his brother whom he was meant to be wed to. The love he had felt for Asami when the alpha had scooped him off of Baishe’s cold streets and cared for him so gently. The love he had felt upon waking in a bed that smelled of Asami, back in the days when he was naive enough to believe that maybe such an alpha truly felt the same about him. 

“What are you thinking about?” 

Feilong suddenly realized that he had likely been lost in his thoughts for quite a while, glancing up at his husband. 

“Nothing of importance. I'm just tired,” he murmured, the alpha not seeming convinced, but not pushing him any further. 

Strong hands carefully pulled them free of each other, Asami seating the omega against the edge of the tub, moving to face his wife so that he could wash the younger man's body for him. 

Feilong remained still, allowing his husband to scrub his arms and legs without complaint, the alpha finally moving to his stomach. He scrubbed the skin so carefully, his free hand again stroking across the swell that the older man was so enamored with. 

“I am starting to think you love our unborn child more than me,” Feilong griped as he watched the alpha’s silent reverence for his pregnant body.

Asami chuckled, leaning over to kiss Feilong’s lips. 

“That unborn child would not exist if not for your womb which nourishes him.”

Feilong narrowed his eyes a bit. 

“You enjoy this too much,” the omega muttered, glancing away for a moment before looking back to the alpha, “tell me the truth. It arouses you, doesn't it? Seeing me with your child, seeing my womb swelling, and knowing that there is a child growing inside as a result of me sitting on your knot.” 

Asami's gaze turned a bit dark as the alpha closed in on him, pressing his wife into the side of the wooden tub, his larger body now slotted between Feilong’s legs. 

“And if I say that it does? That looking at your swollen womb makes me wish for you to always be swollen with my child?” 

The omega’s cheeks flushed softly as he looked to the side, feeling his body growing wet as he noticed his husband's now erect shaft standing between them. 

“I fail to see what you alphas find so attractive in an omega growing heavy in such a way.” 

Asami cocked a brow at him. 

“Is that so?” 

Feilong was not sure that he liked the challenge in his husband's tone, the younger gasping sharply when he felt fingers gently teasing the rim of his hole. 

“If I am able to admit that your pregnancy arouses me, then surely you should be able to admit that becoming pregnant by me does the same for you, Dear Wife.” 

Those thick fingers slowly slid inside of him, met with very little resistance as more slick began to wet his hole. 

“I- No. It doesn’t…” 

He dropped his head forward against his husband’s shoulder, hands grasping onto the alpha’s biceps as those fingers slowly slid in and out of his body - a shiver running up Feilong’s spine as they curled so perfectly, prompting a delicate little whine to fall from his lips. 

Asami did that again, earning himself a louder sound of pleasure from his wife as he added a third finger, spreading them apart inside, twisting them and rubbing at the spots he knew made the omega keen. 

“Oh really now? Because you have been like this for months now, always desperate to be held,” the alpha leaned closer to his ear, nibbling at his wife’s jaw, “always wet for your alpha.” 

Feilong’s hands pushed at Asami’s shoulders, yet he didn’t move even an inch, instead curling his fingers again - smirking as he watched the younger jolt and squirm in his grasp. 

“It’s your fault that I am like this!” his wife cried, garnering a chuckle from the older man. 

“Mhmm,” his free hand tilted the omega’s face up, Asami nibbling at soft lips as he slid his tongue between them in tandem with another curl of his fingers, muffled little noises escaping from Feilong’s throat until the alpha finally pulled away. A sweet little gasp made its way to Asami’s ears, saliva still hanging between their lips as he stared upon the blushing face of the mother of his children, “but just look at you Fei Fei, surely you aren’t suggesting that you aren’t enjoying yourself?” 

Those pretty amethyst eyes looked unamused as the omega wiped at his lips. 

“It's… it's only because I’m pregnant. It’s… it’s normal!” He was clearly immensely flustered, his once pale cheeks now a bright shade of red as he stumbled over his own words in an attempt to get out something that would transfer the blame upon the alpha. 

Asami only chuckled again, pressing a much more chaste kiss to his wife’s lips as he pulled his finger’s free of the omega’s sopping wet hole. 

“Oh, so you are admitting that being pregnant has you aroused? I thought it didn’t bring you any arousal, Dear Wife.” 

Feilong lightly shoved at the alpha’s shoulders, his expression somewhere between pouty and annoyed. 

“But- it’s not like that. It’s just… normal to feel more… when you’re pregnant…” he finally let out an exasperated sigh as it seemed like no words that left his mouth could defend against the point his husband was making, the omega dropping his face into his hands, “you are rude,” he muttered. 

The alpha on the other hand was, clearly, immensely satisfied from the response he had gotten: a smirk plastered across his handsome features as he nibbled on his wife’s jaw. 

After what seemed like an eternity, but in reality was likely only a minute or two, Asami pulled the omega’s hands from his face. 

“No need to be embarrassed, I will give you whatever you want. All you have to do is say it.” 

Yet clearly those words did not soothe Feilong, and Asami knew they wouldn’t. 

He didn’t want to have to say what he needed, he found it too humiliating. He wanted the alpha to just know what he needed, and to an extent he did. It wasn’t difficult to connect the dots between the sweet pheromones wafting off of the pregnant omega, and the wet hole between his legs. He knew exactly what the omega needed in that moment. But he wanted to hear those words leave his wife’s pretty lips. 

A hand reached out, the alpha groaning gently as the omega slowly began to stroke his shaft, Feilong’s lashes fluttering a bit as he thought of just how good such a thing would feel inside of his body. It was like an itch that needed to be scratched, an itch so deep inside of him, day in and day out. 

Asami was not wrong, the omega had been in one of two states for the four prior months of his pregnancy: sick, or insatiably lustful. 

The couple had not had sex for years prior to conceiving the unborn child inside of the omega’s body, but even prior to that they had not often done such things unless they needed to. But within those months, the omega had found himself with his husband between his legs nearly daily. 

His body just yearned to be held, to have the man who fathered that child so deep inside of him, in a way he had never felt during his first two pregnancies. While he had felt pleasure in the past, he had never felt it in the way he had since they had conceived their third child. It felt so satisfying, so perfect, to just be impaled on that very same shaft that had impregnated him. The moment it slid inside of his body he felt complete, like it belonged there. It satiated the deep ache in him, the need for him to be filled and covered in his husband’s scent and seed. 

If he wasn’t ill whenever the alpha returned to him, then he would certainly be whining and trying to climb into the alpha’s lap, onto the alpha’s cock. 

Asami was hardly complaining. For the first time in 6 years of marriage, he felt satiated, and it seemed that those around him had noticed. They commented that the King seemed to be rather happy, that his mood was good, that he seemed much more relaxed than he had in prior years. Of course he was in a better mood when he no longer needed to bottle up years of sexual frustration. How could he not be more relaxed when he had such a beautiful omega whimpering and bouncing on his cock daily? 

He was well aware of why that was though, and Feilong was right that it wasn’t his own fault. It was normal for a pregnant omega to find happiness and comfort in the pheromones of the Alpha who impregnated them. Those pheromones would make them feel safe, calm, and taken care of. As such they would often seek to bask in that scent, sleeping in blankets smelling of their alpha, wearing clothing that their alpha had worn. Feilong himself had become guilty of stealing the alpha’s robes to wear whenever he was alone in their chambers. But what better way to feel more contented, to feel safer, to feel more euphoric, than to be covered and filled with that scent? 

For Feilong, who had never spent a pregnancy beside the alpha who sired his children, he did not know that feeling. It was a difficult reality for him to accept, that he was an omega like any other, that being wrapped up in his husband’s pheromones made him feel so nice. And so he drowned in that feeling, in the sensation of being so provided for. 

“Asami,” that voice whimpered so sweetly, Feilong’s hand still stroking the alpha’s cock as he hugged himself closer, rubbing against the alpha’s front - his little cock erect as he chased his own pleasure. 

“You haven’t told Alpha what you want yet Fei,” he remarked with a couple clicks of his tongue. 

Asami busied himself with leaving little marks all over his wife’s shoulders, biting and nipping and sucking at the pale skin there, the younger whining cutely. 

“You know what I want,” Feilong cried indignantly, rubbing his wet hole over his husband’s shaft. 

“You have two options. Either you tell me what you want, and I will do exactly what you wish from me. Or you take it yourself, little omega.” 

The husky tone of those words made Feilong shiver, the pregnant man nuzzling his face into the crook of the alpha’s neck, seeking those pheromones that would make him feel so complete. 

“Please,” he begged, the older man groaning softly when he felt the warmth of the omega’s wet hole rubbing against the tip of his cock. But he did not move, he did not put it inside of his wife, instead just sitting there listening to the sweet little noises Feilong made as he ground himself against his husband. 

“Please what Fei?” 

The omega’s brows furrowed deeply as he was clearly at war with his own pride. 

Asami finally decided to take just a bit of initiative, one hand grasping at his wife’s waist to hold him still as he pushed his hips forward, the younger man crying out as the tip of his alpha’s shaft slid into his wet hole. 

Yet that was all he received, the alpha holding tightly to the omega’s waist to ensure that he could not get it any deeper inside of his body. 

Feilong was huffing and whining for him, his hole clenching on the tip as he yearned for the pleasure he knew his husband was capable of providing him. 

“Tell me what you want. Otherwise we will stay just like this.” 

His pretty lips opened, but no sound came out as he struggled endlessly against himself. 

Asami’s grip on his waist tightened, the alpha slowly pulling the tip out, earning him a desperate gasp from his wife who began shaking his head of inky black hair. He whimpered and cried and tried to put it back inside of himself, the steam from the bath causing those strands of ebony hair to cling to Feilong’s face. 

“Don’t take it outtt,” he begged, expression miserable as he clawed at his alpha’s chest. 

“So you want it inside…” Asami reached down, a couple of thick fingers again sliding into the omega’s slippery hole, “of here?” 

Feilong nodded with fervor, the alpha rewarding him by slowly slipping the tip back inside. 

“Yesssss,” the noise seemed to just rip itself from his wife’s throat, Feilong’s bashfulness starting to slowly crumble as he bit at the alpha’s neck. 

“Tell me how much of it you want, sweet little omega. Tell Alpha what you need.” 

Feilong bit down harder on Asami’s neck, lapping up little droplets of blood as he clung onto the larger man.

“Husband,” he gasped out.

“Wife?” 

“Pleaseeee,” he begged again, Asami’s expression growing a bit darker. 

“ Please is not sufficient. Use your words,” he ordered, knowing that the omega secretly loved being spoken to in such a commanding tone. He would get all embarrassed as slick rushed from between his legs, trying to deny that he liked when the alpha put him in his place. 

“Alpha, please… please put it in me,” he finally choked out, his voice so small and delicate, “please make me feel good husband, pleaseeee I need it,” his soft little tone broke away into something needy and distraught at the end, the omega still nuzzling his husband’s neck. 

Asami accepted that it likely would not get better than that, his second hand also moving to his wife’s waist now as he used his grip to pull the omega down on him, watching the way that Feilong’s eyes rolled back as he impaled him inch by inch - finally bottoming out as his pelvis met the taut rim of his wife’s cunt. 

“Is that what you needed, Dear Wife?” 

Feilong’s arms wrapped around the alpha’s neck, the omega nodding and moaning and grinding himself down on that thick shaft, his insides already clenching pleasantly around him. 

The alpha took a moment to adjust his grip on the younger, a strong arm grasping around Feilong’s back while the other hiked his wife up against his frame, ensuring he had a secure hold on the pregnant omega as he began a slow pace of gentle thrusts. 

While he was certainly not complaining about the omega’s sudden, constant, desire for sex, he was slowly growing a tad more wary. He didn’t want to hurt his pregnant wife, or their child that was growing inside of his body, and was very aware that he could not hold him down and rut him the way he had when putting that baby inside of his body. 

Asami pulled out by a few inches before he slowly thrust those inches back inside, watching every reaction of Feilong’s as those thrusts grew harder and longer, the omega unraveling within those gentle hands. 

Every thrust garnered such delicious noises from his wife as Feilong wrapped slim legs around his husband’s hips, the younger man begging for more, begging for it deeper, harder, begging to be bred and seeded despite already being pregnant with his alpha’s child. Yet Asami would not deny him that, and soon their delicate love making devolved into something more carnal as the alpha pushed his wife’s frame into the edge of the tub, water sloshing around them as he fucked his throbbing shaft deep into that tight little hole. 

Feilong’s mouth hung open in a string of whimpers, cries, and screams, wet hair clinging to his bare body and rosy nipples as the omega’s hands scrambled for purchase against his husband’s much stronger body. 

Asami leaned down between them, lips wrapping around one of those nipples, biting and sucking and nibbling at it as he jerked the omega up and down his cock - the slide of his swollen shaft against wet walls making him feel weak in the knees as lust burned inside of him. 

He bit particularly hard onto his wife’s nipple this time, earning a broken little gasp that was wedged somewhere between pleasure and pain. That sound encouraged him, Asami raising his head to lock himself back into a messy kiss with his wife as he began to pull the omega down into each of his thrusts. 

Feilong moaned into his lips, licking and suckling at the tongue in his mouth as one of the alpha’s hands moved to cup his cheek, Asami’s pace growing unsteady as he ground his cock hard into the omega’s cervix. That action was clearly exactly what the omega wanted, nails gouging bloody marks into the alpha’s arms as wet walls clenched down hard around the alpha, his wife going pliant in his arms as the younger gasped and whimpered into his husband’s lips: clearly lost in his own release, clear liquid splattered between their bodies. 

Just looking at that debauched form made the older man’s cock throb inside of the vice of the omega’s spasming cunt, and it only took a few final thrusts for him find his own release, seed spilling into his wife’s body as the alpha carefully dropped himself to sit on the bottom of the tub. 

Despite not having knotted, he still remained inside for a few minutes on instinct alone, the omega clinging off of his larger frame. Feilong’s face was buried into the side of his husband’s neck again, the younger seeming so content as he basked in that scent. 

He pulled out slowly, holding his wife securely to his chest as they both panted and gasped for air. 

They remained like that for a short while, grasping onto each other as they rode out the high, the water still pleasantly warm around the couple. A small yawn seemed to break Asami from the calm, the man noticing that his wife was already starting to doze on his shoulder, a wave of tiredness overtaking him as well as he was reminded of the fact that he had not slept all night. 

He also became very vividly aware that he had not actually cleaned himself of the sweat and grime that bath had been intended to wash away, but the water was now sullied by his and his wife’s activities and he doubted that he had the energy left in him to wait for Yinfan to prepare them a fresh bath. And moreover, he KNEW, that Feilong did not have that much energy left in him. 

A delicate little whine left the pregnant omega’s throat as Asami set him down, Feilong reaching out for him again, clearly upset at having been forced away from the scent that gave him so much comfort. 

“Shhhh Fei, let me clean you and then we will go to bed.” 

He leaned back between his wife’s legs, fingers gently but quickly cleaning release from inside of the pregnant omega. At the very least, he didn’t want Feilong to wake up still dripping with his husband’s seed. He could deal with the rest later. 

The moment he felt the omega clean enough he scooped his wife back into his arms, the pregnant man’s face immediately back in the crook of his neck as Asami stepped out of the tub. 

To say that it was difficult to towel dry himself and his wife while the omega was clinging onto him, well, that was an understatement. But he somehow managed to do it, finally separating their bodies for just long enough to tug that red silk robe onto Feilong’s frame, and to pull on and tie his own yukata, at which point the omega was hoisted back against his husband’s chest. 

He wandered back into their room, moving to close the door that had been left open by the younger before finally wandering to the bed, exhaustion starting to gnaw at the corners of his consciousness as he laid his wife down first - climbing into the bed immediately after him. 

Asami tugged heavy blankets over top of them, spreading his arm so that the omega could nuzzle into the side of his chest, Feilong’s eyes heavy as the pregnant man was clearly moments from passing out. 

The alpha’s free hand wrapped itself securely over his wife’s body, the older man burying his face into sheets of inky black hair, his palm again landing on the swollen womb in which his son resided. In such peaceful moments he couldn’t help but admit that, perhaps, he felt just as contented as the omega did. There was a certain pride and satisfaction that had begun to bloom in his chest the more heavily pregnant his wife became. 

That stunning omega was his, that baby inside of his body was sired by him, and his inner alpha never seemed to let him forget that as it preened and postured no matter how Asami tried to control his instincts. He had never felt such a lack of control over himself before as he had since his wife had fallen pregnant, and he was sure it was for much the same reason that Feilong was desperate for his touch. 

They had two children, but Asami had never remained at his wife’s side through the bearing of any prior offspring. He had checked on Feilong, he had gone to see the swell of his stomach grow, to feel his children kick in the omega’s womb, but nothing beyond that. As such, he suspected that was why he was feeling the way he was. 

Asami would be lying if he said that he wasn’t also experiencing some effects from the younger man’s pregnancy. He felt relaxed whenever Feilong was around, whenever he could hold the omega and their unborn child and press his face into his wife’s collared neck and just scent and own him. But the moment they were apart, he found himself growing irritable. He didn’t wish to be away from the mother of his children, and he would feel immensely paranoid if they were separated for too long. He needed Feilong to be close to him, to be within his sights, close enough to see and smell and touch. Close enough that he could protect his wife and their unborn son at all times. 

He felt frustratingly protective and territorial, and that feeling could only be combated by those delicate little moments where he lavished attention upon the omega and the child in his body. 

Yet that worried him, for numerous reasons. Sion was growing closer and closer to war with the nearby Kingdom of Sagami, leaving Asami running himself ragged day in and day out in an attempt to avoid bloodshed. He was not afraid of fighting a war against Sagami, not when he knew that he would win such a war. But he feared doing so while his child was still growing inside of his wife’s body.

 Feilong, on a regular day, could defend himself against an entire platoon of alpha soldiers with ease. Asami had seen the way he fought, he had seen the way his wife stained entire battlefields with the blood of their enemies so effortlessly. But Feilong could not do that when he was heavily with child, it wasn’t safe for him or their son on a battlefield. One rogue blade, one perfectly aimed arrow, could kill their unborn baby in an instant, and as war grew closer Asami found his nightmares often painted with such imagery. Feilong, on the battlefield, bleeding from between his legs, his face streaked with tears, screaming as he held their murdered baby. 

It made his blood boil inside of him every time he dreamt it. He felt bloodlust so immense in those nightmares, and they would often be punctuated by him slaughtering countless innocent people as recompense for his lost child. 

He needed to prevent such a fate. So long as he could circumvent an all out war, then Feilong and their baby would be safe. His wife would not need to suffer as he often did within the darkest recesses of Asami’s nightmares, and he would not need to make himself into the monster he had sworn to never again be. 

But that in turn meant that he would need to take actions to avoid bloodshed, and he knew that the only remaining action left for him was to go to Sagami himself to negotiate with their King - no matter how that worried him. 

It wasn’t his own safety that was the concern, but rather Feilong’s safety and well being during his absence. It was possible that his venture to Sagami could take over a month, meaning that Feilong would be without him for that time, and that he would be without Feilong for that time. That they would both need to grit and bear the pain and suffering of being apart at a time where the presence of the other seemed to be the only thing that could offer solace to either of them. Not only that, but it also meant that Feilong would be vulnerable. 

Day in and day out, Asami was near to his wife from morning to night. They seldom went more than a few hours without each other’s company, and that calmed the alpha instincts inside of him that flooded him with the need to protect. So long as Feilong was near to him, Asami knew that there was no way for anyone to cause him harm. How was he supposed to assure himself of that while he was in Sagami? Did he truly trust that Yoh and Yinfan alone could protect Feilong as well as he himself could? No. He didn’t. He knew that he didn’t. 

But taking his pregnant wife with him to Sagami was hardly an option either. Even if everything went as planned and all negotiations within the other Kingdom were peaceful, surely Feilong would leave feeling immense shame. The omega was an incredibly prideful creature, a fact that Asami had known since the day they met, and dragging him to Sagami while heavy with child would only serve to tear Feilong’s pride to shreds. 

A heavy sigh pulled itself from Asami’s chest, an ache beginning to bloom in the back of his skull. 

The alpha leaned back away from his wife a bit so that he could see Feilong’s pretty face, noticing that the younger was already fast asleep, one of his slim hands grasping at the alpha’s yukata as he cuddled in close to his husband’s strong frame. 

Even if being apart from his wife would cause them both suffering, he needed to do it. Looking upon that sleeping omega he knew that he needed to, for Feilong’s sake, and for their son’s sake. 

Asami’s own eyes felt heavy, his mind growing darker and fuzzier as exhaustion crept closer, the man pressing a soft kiss to the top of the younger man’s head before burying his face back into those silky black locks - hoping that the scent of orchids might free him from the bloody nightmares that haunted him. 

The chirping of foolish birds outside that dared to brave the winter did not seem to bother either the King or Queen, the larger man soon trailing away into sleep as well - arms wrapped protectively around his pregnant wife as they slept the morning away.