Princess's Rear Entrance Initiation and the Sect-Purging Plot
"Ngh...! Hngh!"
Juyeonhui let out groans utterly unlike the practiced moans of women I'd bedded countless times before—raw, unfiltered sounds blending physiological reflex with undeniable pleasure. Unlike the leisurely fucks where her sphincter clenched in surprise and fullness around my relentless thrusts, I savored deep breaths, enjoying every moment. Slurp. Slurp. Glancing down, I saw her asshole stretched wide—thanks to my cock's girth—devouring me greedily. The forceful entry had loosened her ring, and now my hips pistoned faster in rapid strokes. She'd slathered on plenty of lube, so no visible damage, but her gaping hole struggling to accommodate me made me tilt my head in doubt.
'Gonna have to shrink it down or train her more... this has gotta be a burden.'
Juyeonhui was already slotted as my anal specialist, so I didn't care much about her, but for the women who'd carved out a real place in my heart, backdoor play felt oddly off-limits on a personal level.
'If we do it, maybe just once in a blue moon...? Or whenever she craves something new.'
Nodding to myself, I ramped up the intensity, and her ass responded by slurping and squeezing my shaft tight. No longer the sporadic grips from earlier—this was deliberate, rhythmic. Each peak made her lower body's muscles spasm visibly, the twitching glutes betraying how she was adapting to anal sex, step by step.
"Whew... You've got real talent for this, Princess."
Thwack! Smack! Thwack! No room for her reply—just my solo exclamations as I kneaded her ass like dough. Thus, our novel first night deepened into uncharted territory.
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"Hng... Ah..."
On the bed, with only our lower garments shed, Juyeonhui nestled demurely in my arms, a troubled moan escaping her lips. Her ears flushed red, her forehead buried against my chest—clear signs of last night's exploits. I chuckled softly, stroking the back of her head as I spoke.
"What's wrong? Legs feel like jelly?"
"...!"
Her shoulders twitched. Anal wasn't like regular pussy sex—no all-night marathon since cleanup was needed—but pounding a hole not meant for it that hard? Yeah, I got why she was struggling.
"You'll be fine soon enough. The human body doesn't break that easily."
"...I-is that so...?"
"Hm... Though if you hadn't prepped like I told you, things could've gotten real messy. Heh."
"Eek!"
She jolted as if imagining the worst, biting her lip and nodding fiercely to herself—like a general steeling for battle. Her transparent resolve tugged my lips into a smirk.
'Gonna be a daily routine... Fuck her whenever I'm bored. Perfect for me.'
Grinning in satisfaction, I turned to Juyeonhui, who gazed at me with drowsy eyes from my embrace.
"That said, Princess."
"Y-yeah...?"
"Now that we've gone this far, doesn't that make me your official consort?"
"A-hem... Y-yes... I didn't lose my virginity, but... I kinda did...? A-anyway! Setting that aside, a grown maiden baring her privates like that? You're my only option now."
She peeked up with feigned fierceness, a hint of coquetry in her glare. I flashed a warm smile, gently brushing her forehead in reassurance.
"As a man of honor, I won't back out now—so ease up on the death stare."
"I-is that... so...?"
"Yes. But in that process, there's something I'd like to humbly request from you, which is why I brought it up."
"A request?"
Her haughty eyes, sharpened by her royal status, softened with a flicker of surprise at my words. Begging like some nobody would be a nuisance, but a husband's request? In this era, it carried the weight of command or counsel. Sensing the shift in her perception, she nodded.
"Fine, speak. It's our first night as man and wife—how could an imperial princess deny her husband's first favor?"
She thrust her chin up proudly, eyes gleaming with arrogance. Street vendors pulling that face would've earned a knuckle sandwich, but on my woman? My arm tightened around her instinctively.
"Jeez... How'd someone this cute stay unmarried so long...?"
"Pfft! Ack! Eek!"
Like a dad nuzzling his daughter's cheek, I rubbed my face against hers, smothering her in my scent. She squealed in a mix of embarrassment and delight.
"S-stop! Enough!"
"Heh."
"Haa... ha... I get how you feel, so hurry up and tell me this request. Any more and I'll be the one in trouble..."
Her breaths came hot and heavy—my scent and the lingering heat of my cock under the sheets firing her up. As her anal pro, I couldn't marathon again right after prepping yesterday, so I gave a wry smile and nodded.
"Honestly, it's nothing burdensome for you, Princess."
"Hm...?"
"Dong Chobak returned to the Central Plains to hit the Mudang Sect and Namgung Family, right?"
"Yes..."
"While we're at it, could you slap a collective punishment search on the Murim Alliance leadership and all affiliated groups?"
"Oh...? Letting you pick your nose without lifting a finger, eh?"
"Heh. A husband's nose is for his wife to wipe, after all."
Seeing through my ploy, she started to feign gravity but cracked at my grin, snorting dismissively.
"Sure, that's minor league stuff—not even worth calling 'work.' But what's in it for the imperial house? Even wiping my man's nose needs justification."
"First off, moral grounds are covered once Dong Chobak's report drops."
"Hm... True, defying imperial edict or trafficking explosives? That's high treason."
"Honestly, I don't even need to frame them—just a search and detention via collective guilt does it. While they're dealing with the palace, we step in as fellow martial artists 'assisting the investigation' and march into the Central Plains. Game over."
"You have standing to observe... since it's the outcome of your intel...?"
I just smiled wordlessly. She sighed sharply, shaking her head.
"Feels like I've got a ring through my nose now..."
"Like I said—you put it there yourself."
"Hmph... Making it even more absurd. You clearly calculated this far ahead to bed me. Sharp as hell, but slimy as a snake."
"And you hate it?"
She grumbled, feigning discomfort, but with our 'deep' bond via her backdoor awakening her to pleasure, she sighed in resignation and nodded.
"Fine! Calculated or not, it's my choice. Can't deny my future consort's first request."
True to her decisive nature, she met my eyes squarely.
"Since I'm granting it, let's go big."
"Oh...!"
"But! For that collective guilt pretext, frame at least two more sects or families first, then report to me. To justify rooting out all those 'righteous' scum, four looks better than two, don't you think?"
Her lips curled smugly, ready to wrap it up. Who knew when Dong Chobak would return, sniff out my scheme, and notice her well-fucked ass? Delay was suicide. I jumped in before she finished.
"Then make it Hwasan and Sacheon Tang Clan."
"Huh?"
"Key daughters from there are detained in our cult... but they've converted to Cheonma Singyo."
The word 'daughters' plus their shift from enemies to converts sharpened her gaze instantly.
'Damn, her instincts are sharp... Gotta have 'em write some treasonous letters or something.'
Living in the palace had honed her to perfection—talk about awkward timing.