Cold Comfort: Viktor and Illu (closed for HeyYoureThatGuy)

[faerun_girl]

She thought it was sweet that he wanted to make sure he didn’t hurt her, even when he already contemplated how much she could take because she could heal herself. Later, she would try to determine what it was she did that made him fall in love, but she would only come up with more mysteries.

She would just be glad her husband actually loved her as she loved him.

Eager to make the most of his sweetness (which she knew wouldn’t last but hoped to anyway), she whispered a “Yes, Master, thank you.” And let him touch and lick her to several climaxes she thought she deserved for saving his life. And her own.

Now, if only he would fuck her like she was a toy for his enjoyment again, she may allow herself to feel that he hadn’t been seconds beyond her help, or that beyond these walls, someone paid a fortune for a general to betray Viktor and brew a batch of poison she was fairly sure killed giants.

She’d feel alive and safe only if her Master would put his cock inside her the deepest it would go, and fill her with seed enough that they might make a child.

Or try again.

 

[HeyYoureThatGuy]

Viktor came up and kissed her, the taste of her still on his lips. "Where does my slutty Little Princess need her Master's cock?"

He swirled one finger around the entrance to her cunt. "Here?"

He moved his finger lower across her sensitive, crinkled ring. "Or here?"

 

[faerun_girl]

Illu answered his kiss, pouring all her love that she felt, and the relief of having him healthy and safe. She wouldn’t want to relive days of cramping, but having him crawl on top of her again was precious beyond words. She would remember how he looked like at this moment until the end of her days.

“Put a baby in me, Master.” She whispered into his ear, “Please.”

She punctuated her request with a lick across his jaw, her black hair pooling around her on his bed, and she was glad she silenced the room—it meant she could be as loud as she wanted.

 

[HeyYoureThatGuy]

As before, Viktor started gently. He was still testing her. Once he buried himself to the hilt, he gave her a few long, slow strokes. Seeing or hearing no pain, he pulled her off the bed, until he was standing. He impaled her on his lance, her spreading legs dangling on either side.

"Are you ready, my slutty Little Princess? I will be merciless."

 

[faerun_girl]

Illu whispered her favorite spell onto her abdomen as her husband began to work himself into her small body. She loved feeling his bulk looming over her, and also how the magic made her soft and pliant for his massive rod.

The head of his manhood dragged against her insides, and the pleasure built up, her cup half-full already. The feeling of being lifted almost undid her again, even after several prior orgasms. He was so strong, and he held her easily on his member, and her legs could find no leverage or place--which meant she was helpless to whatever he wanted to do.

"Yes, Master. Please put a baby in your slutty Little Princess." she said mischievously, almost a challenge, when she had no business doing so, without anywhere to plant her feet or hold on with her hands.

 

[HeyYoureThatGuy]

Viktor clasped his tiny wife in his powerful hands, and rapidly picked up speed and force. He would give her this right now. The rules would come later, but right now, he would take pleasure in doing his duty to give her what she wanted, what their country needed. He knew this might take time. Many, many tries.

"Yes, my slutty Little Princess, come on your kings cock."

 

[faerun_girl]

How her husband managed to get her to cum on command would be a mystery Illu would spend solving for quite some time, but for now, she was simply enjoying this newfound power he had over her, as the dirtier he treated her, the harder she seemed to orgasm.

"Yes, my King!" she cried out, arching back, completely trusting him to keep her aloft on his pistoning cock.

All he had to do was speak and slam her body down onto his large, turgid member, grinding deep inside her, and she was lost, her small body convulsing in pleasure as her channel milked him of his cum, sucking him into her softness, coaxing him to breed her with the next heir of both their kingdoms.

 

[HeyYoureThatGuy]

Viktor was ready this time for his legs to go out from under him. This time he fell on to the bed with purpose, using the force of his landing to drive himself into Illu one last time before releasing a wave of seed into her womb.

 

[faerun_girl]

Illu has to revise her favorite memory of that day from the image of her husband crawling over her to the feeling of his large body straining as he released his hot seed into her body, his member twitching and pulsing inside her to coat her insides with his warm cum.

He had pressed her deep into the mattress, his tip buried deep inside her spurting his cream into her tiny wet channel and pliant womb.

She was still trembling herself, and she clung tightly to her husband, hoping she would get pregnant now. Her physician’s opinion on the matter would wait, for now, she was a wife accepting her husband’s seed and his child as was her duty.

“I love you.” She whispered sweetly when the thick ropes of cum that spurted from him waned, and she groaned on top of her, his muscles relaxing.

 

[HeyYoureThatGuy]

Viktor stayed inside his Little Princess until his cock softened enough to slip out. He hoped it would help put an heir in her belly. It was only midday. They would have time to try again and perhaps again before nightfall. But tomorrow the responsibilities of his station would shorten their time together. The haze of pleasure receding, his mind couldn't help but think of all the things they had to do.

Marthe had told him there were grumblings even in the fortress about the uncertainty of elvish weddings. They'd do a handfasting.

Two wedding nights...

He rolled off Illu, staring up at the ceiling as his mind continued working. He'd give his generals their new peacetime orders: reorganize order aid and guards and reestablishing trade routes. He'd have to start teaching Illu his language so that she could lead their people and impart her knowledge to healers like Marthe. They had to continue searching for who was behind the attempt on their life.

But all that could wait until tomorrow. Today was for him and his bride.

 

[faerun_girl]

When her husband rolled off her, Illu instinctively moved towards him, her small body seeking the warmth of his arm and bringing it close, one leg thrown over his massive bulk. In the next few weeks, Illu would learn that she wouldn't feel safe unless her husband was next to her in bed.

His seed leaked out of her tender slit, dropping dollops of his male cream onto the bed the shared. She had yet to ask about their chambers.

She hoped he didn't remember their first argument over separate chambers when they first met.

She had planned to oversee the proper retrieval of her things, and arranging her mother's clothes so she could wear them in the fortress. No one would care that she wore clothes two decades outdated.

The vial of her husband's poisoned blood sat in stasis in her pack as well, and she had yet to write down her version of events that transpired during the ambush.

Aside from overseeing the fortress, which she knew she would not be able to do until a few months later, she wanted to look into the state of their health system in Dryger. The sorry state of their King's health, his wartime injuries notwithstanding, she assumed they lacked a lot of medical facilities and capabilities, something she would like to change as her priority--until they got to the bottom of the ambush, that is.

But would they even accept an elven Queen?

She and her husband would find out soon enough.

 

[HeyYoureThatGuy]

There wasn't a lot of pomp and circumstance when it came to Dryger weddings. Viktor stood in the great hall, a few Dryger around him and his wife in front of him. Marthe wrapped a ribbon around Viktor and Illu's hands, and then said to Viktor, "Do you swear to honor and protect your wife?"

Without hesitation, Viktor said, "I swear."

Marthe turned to Illu and said, "Do you swear to honor and obey your husband?"

The words were rote and simple enough, and his wife smart enough, that Viktor had gone through the ceremonies brief vows with her moments before. The first words Drageri his wife learned were her wedding vows. Something about that pleased Viktor.

 

[faerun_girl]

Illu admitted to herself that she wanted another wedding--especially after the disaster that happened with her first one. Somehow, this Dryger ceremony where she only knew to say "I swear" meant much more, but the vows truly gave her pause.

She almost laughed.

Beneath her mother's clothes, which she was allowed to use at the wedding, and meant more to her than anything Viktor had said she could do, she felt herself dampen, when she said that she swore to obey her husband.

Well, she would always eventually obey.

When Marthe turned to Illu and asked her the line in Drageri, she answered back, smiling up at her twice-groom Viktor, saying "I swear."

And only after she said those words did she realize that she would get a second wedding night, and with a husband who was in love with her, and she blushed all the way through the rest of the ceremony, feeling like she was still a virginal elf and Viktor hadn't taken her pussy and her rear hole.

 

[HeyYoureThatGuy]

After a very short blessing from Marthe, Viktor picked up his bride a second time. But instead of tossing her over his shoulder, he carried her back to their bed.

Viktor set his Little Princess on the ground and then looked at her hands. “I don’t want to tear this dress. Not like I did the last one. You undress yourself. I have a wedding present for you.” Viktor walked to a cabinet and took out a collar made of thick, black leather with a steel buckle. There was a large, steel ring positioned to rest at the front of Illu’s throat. He held her hair up so she could put it on.

 

[faerun_girl]

Viktor seemed to be uncommonly intense that night, but it was to be expected, since it was their wedding night, and they had a chance for a do-over. Not a lot of couples, much less monarchs got to do that, and it looked like her groom was taking advantage of it.

Illu had to turn around to ask him to undo the obi, and told him to pull it off her slowly, like unwrapping a present.

Then she shed the rest of her mother's wedding kimono, which was a bit too big for her, but none of the Dryger knew that. It felt like her mother was there to give her away to the man she loved.

She felt her mouth go dry at the sight of the collar, which looked like something from out of the dungeons. She really liked it though, as it was something only Viktor would get her. Maybe he could be persuaded to have something made for formal occasions made of diamonds...

She put it on and looked up at him, her black hair flowing around her in straight layers. "How does it look on me, Master?"

 

[HeyYoureThatGuy]

"Beautiful. You will wear it always, only taking it off to bathe." Viktor clasped the ring, using it to pull her chin up, so she was looking up at him. "Do you understand?"

 

[faerun_girl]

“Master,” she looked up at him as she fingered the large ring on the front. “I love this, Thank you.” She smiled up at him.

“Do you think you can get me one in diamonds too?” She asked sweetly, and she found herself amused that this was a very selfish thing to ask. But she thought she deserved it on her wedding night. “For when we have guests. Or when we visit Bast-Galarion. Or when it’s just the two of us.”

 

[HeyYoureThatGuy]

Viktor smiled. "You are always full of surprises. If you want, I'll get you many of them made for whatever you plan to be wearing outside our bed-chamber. Speaking of which," he picked her up and laid her on the bed. "As part of obeying your husband, you will not be wearing anything but a collar when you are in our chambers."

He started kissing her neck before he stood up and finished removing his clothes. "My Little Princess, I think its time for you to cast your spell," he said just as his cock sprang free from its confines.

 

[faerun_girl]

Illu always loved to watch her husband remove his clothing and reveal his cock. She was a bit sad she could never recapture that moment when she first saw it, short of removing the memory from her mind. She bit her lip and put her hand on her abdomen, casting the spell. Her slit gushed with nectar the moment she did, and was ready to be stretched.

“It’s done, Master.”

How different this was from their first wedding night!

 

[HeyYoureThatGuy]

"Now, you will lay very still," Viktor said, hovering over his wife's ting frame. Then he slipped a leather band around each of Illu's wrists, tying her down to the bed. Then he moved down and did the same with her feet. Tightening the bonds, little Illu was trapped, each limb pointing to a different corner of the bed.

"Are you comfortable, my Little Princess?"

 

[faerun_girl]

She looked at him, curious at what he was doing, then realized he had tied her down to the bed with comfortable, but heavy restraints. She wanted to test them, but stayed still as he asked.

Just the act of seeing him restrain her was already slipping her into subspace. Her lids felt heavy and she wanted her husband to cover her body with his.

“Yes I am, Master. What are we going to do?”

 

[HeyYoureThatGuy]

"Whatever I want."

He began teasing at her entrance with just the tip of his cock.

"I'll take off the restraints when I'm done with you, but you're not to leave our chambers without my permission. This may seem harsh, my Little Princess, but it's for your safety. Do you understand?" He gave a little push, putting just shy of half the head into her.

 

[faerun_girl]

Illu wanted to protest that, as it would be difficult to do her duties as his Queen from her bedchamber. Also, Illu once had this ridiculous dream when she was young, that she and her husband would precipitously meet in the halls of their fortress or castle, and he would grab her for a quick kiss or something more intimate.

How would that happen if she was confined to their bedroom?

But with his massive cock already pushing into her and being in subspace, it was difficult to protest. She moaned softly, craning her head to see how his cock was entering her.

"But..Master...How will I be your Queen..?" she mewled.

 

[HeyYoureThatGuy]

"Without my permission. I don't want you going anywhere without me or someone I can trust to protect you. I don't need my Little Princess running off because she thinks she knows better."

He sank into her just a little further. "I've taught you how to pleasure yourself, but do you remember who owns that tight ass and sweet little pussy of yours?"

 

[faerun_girl]

"But...but what if someone needs medical attention?!" she gasped out, still trying to hold on to the conversation even as her overwhelmed her with his massive cock. It didn't matter that her spell could make her stretch to take a cock as big as his--but that feeling his hotter-than-normal shaft slide into her just overrode her senses.

"Y...You own my ass and my pussy, Master!" she said needily, now beginning to fight against her restraints since she wanted to hold onto him as he impaled her dripping snatch on his rod.