Take Me Already, Princess
Take me already. Please. "..." "..."
Dong Chobak hurriedly left to utterly demolish the Namgung Family and the Mudang Sect, and with him gone, the Cheonma lost interest too. The atmosphere in the outdoor banquet hall, now scattered and ruined, naturally deflated. Only me, Dokgo Hwaryeon, and Juyeonhui remained, locked in an awkward standoff.
Juyeonhui kept glancing timidly at me and Dokgo Hwaryeon. It wasn't just when seeing Dong Chobak off— even as she hesitated, her eyes kept drifting my way. It boosted my male ego without me even trying, but the real priority was using this gap without Dong Chobak to pull Juyeonhui firmly to my side—to the Cheonma Singyo's side.
Eventually, if things went all the way, my ability would bind her to me anyway—it was her inevitable fate. But for a harmonious household, I first had to handle the tension with Dokgo Hwaryeon right beside me. So I quietly tilted my teacup in a pose straight out of a painting.
"M-May I ask when the two of you got married...?"
Juyeonhui shattered the awkward silence with a blunt, informal question devoid of any pretense. Dokgo Hwaryeon, a superb realm master and the next leader of the Cheonma Singyo—and me, her husband—made this her first time dealing with a subordinate. Her awkward expression twisted as she fidgeted, but sensing the crisis in Juyeonhui's attitude and the entranced gaze she shot my way, Dokgo Hwaryeon steadied herself, forced a smile, and replied.
"It's been about two months since this man and I held our wedding ceremony, Your Highness. We're what people call newlyweds."
Dokgo Hwaryeon wore a serene smile, but the edge in her tone screamed for Juyeonhui to butt out of our newlywed life. Normally, no one would dare challenge her attitude, but Juyeonhui was a princess well-versed in such veiled barbs. She caught the implication instantly and pressed on with visible discomfort.
"Two months feels less like newlyweds and more like strangers still, don't you think...?"
Unbothered by courtesy at the pinnacle of imperial power, Juyeonhui's direct jab made Dokgo Hwaryeon's shoulders twitch. She raised her voice to retort, but my smile and subtle restraint made her close her eyes briefly and compose herself.
Even in this rank-obsessed era, when it came to a woman seemingly head over heels for me, wasn't it my job to cook her up myself?
I leaned forward toward the smug Juyeonhui, locking eyes with her as I pushed Dokgo Hwaryeon aside.
"Not at all, Your Highness. Though it's only been two months, my relationship with Hwaryeon noona is clearly beyond mere husband and wife. Please withdraw your words."
"...I-Is that so...?"
As I spoke while holding Dokgo Hwaryeon's hand and sending her a loving gaze, Juyeonhui immediately stammered like a scolded kid, desperate not to upset me. Her tall, imposing beauty flinched at my every word—it was adorably cute.
Huh... She looks tough, but when it comes to guy-girl stuff, she doesn't have much resistance, huh?
High-society types usually reveled in scandalous private lives, but Juyeonhui—whether from Geumuiwi duties or Dong Chobak's strict upbringing—reacted like a shy introvert despite her looks. With my killer appearance and favor-boosting ability, it was only natural, but still...
"Sure, I whisper sweet nothings to noona like this, but honestly, I can't exactly strut confidently in front of her either."
My quiet mutter made Juyeonhui seize the chance to shift topics, hurriedly asking, "W-Why would you say that? If you cherish each other's love, what reason do you have to lack confidence?"
"Haha. Probably because I've taken a concubine while whispering love to Hwaryeon noona—that's the biggest reason."
"C-Concubine...?"
"Yes. I recently took Geom-ma Elder—one of our clan's guardian elders—his daughter as my concubine. Honestly, facing Hwaryeon noona leaves me feeling so inadequate it's downright embarrassing."
As I said this, I gently stroked Dokgo Hwaryeon's silky black hair. She clearly understood my intent, her lips pouting even as she leaned into my affectionate touch, her brow twitching in that oh-so-subtle mix of pleasure and annoyance as she turned her head away.
"Y-You even have a concubine...? You...?"
Thinking she'd only need to deal with Dokgo Hwaryeon, Juyeonhui had been bold toward her, but learning I was a total catch—married and with a concubine—made her eyes tremble. It was like she'd confessed and gotten shot down without me even trying. Her unexpectedly naive reaction perfectly matched my recently awakened anal kink, making my mouth water involuntarily.
Tough exterior but weak to guys... Pushing her into anal wouldn't be bad at all...
Just recently with Park Jisu, I'd discovered the joys of anal sex. Her smaller frame and slight aversion meant we hadn't gone there that day, but claiming my women's backdoor virginities was something I'd do eventually. Since I hadn't tried it yet, breaking in Juyeonhui's ass seemed ideal—the thought bubbled up eagerly.
And she's a princess, no less...? Even if elites are slutty, the imperial family might regulate virginity. Anal's uncheckable... Train her into an anal specialist?
Juyeonhui's attitude and shy responses unwittingly stoked the fire of desire in my chest. With Dong Chobak absent, this was my chance to control and manage her—a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that might never come again. Beyond my personal lust as a man, Juyeonhui's overwhelming imperial power felt like a lifeline I had to seize, no matter what. I closed my eyes briefly and nodded firmly.
Sure, I could frame the Namgung Family and Mudang Sect for treason and crush them, but the leftovers would still be a problem...
Weighing her pussy value and anal potential in my head, the immense influence she wielded—and the myriad perfect futures it promised—solidified my resolve. I gripped Dokgo Hwaryeon's hand on my thigh tightly.
"...!"
After all our time tangled in bed and exchanging loving glances, she instantly grasped my intent, her eyes widening. Jealous as she was, she wanted to protest, but picturing the gains from allying with someone even higher-status than her, Dokgo Hwaryeon bit her lip, nodded reluctantly in agreement, and yielded.
With Dokgo Hwaryeon's approval, it was time for Juyeonhui's anal destruction burst call. Unlike before, she could now separate personal jealousy from clan business. I curled my lips into a smile and sent her an affectionate gaze.
"Thanks, noona."
"Hmph..."
She snorted and turned away sharply. Flat-chested as she was, her pouty charm nearly made me pull her into my arms, but I held back with iron resolve, nodded, and turned to Juyeonhui to start the real seduction.
"In this day and age, who cares how many wives or concubines a man has? What matters is the innate talent of the offspring born from superior men and women, right?"
"I-Is that... so?"
"Yes, Your Highness. You've surely seen it yourself through your siblings' spouses, the emperor's grandchildren...?"
Juyeonhui pondered her brothers' and sisters' partners for a moment, realizing none were ordinary, and nodded with a gasp.
"I-Indeed...! As you say, I've never seen any lacking among my siblings' spouses...!"
"Exactly. Princes and princesses like you aren't ordinary people... For you all, more than love, it's about bearing superior imperial heirs through superior mates."
"I-Is... that so...? Superior mates and... heirs..."
Her lips quivered as she scanned me from head to toe. As a princess, she'd eyed plenty of capable men via matchmakers. Yet, thanks to my incubus power—or maybe genuine attraction—her gaze burned with thick desire. I smiled softly back, flaunting my talented, handsome appeal.
Take me, Princess!
Transferring from Cheonma Singyo vice military officer to real princess consort—what were my odds of becoming emperor? The curiosity made my face twist into a sly, seductive smile inevitably.