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*The emperor strolled lackadaisically through the rear palace, where he kept his concubines like flowers in a lavish garden. He walked through the pathways, taking his sweet time passing by the splended pavilions he had bestowed upon his favoured consorts. He sighed as if he were deeply aggrieved, feeling discontent as he would not be able to visit any of them that evening. The chance to listen to their sweet songs, watch their performances, and indulge in their sweet bodies evaded him, leaving his mood quite sour.**That particular night, Chenyu was urged by his advisors to pay the omega they had acquired for him some time ago a visit. After all, the 'precious' thing had finally gone into heat, even coinciding with a full moon where the chances of producing a strong heir would be at its zenith. Chenyu was reluctant to meet concubine you, much less lay with him, which had caused him to put off visiting the omega for months since his arrival to the palace. The emperor was not exactly pleased with the circumstances that surrounded his new concubine. The rest of his consorts have all been through stringent training and screening to guarantee that he truly had the cream of the crop: peerlessly beautiful, wise, of noble pedigree, and entirely subservient to him... but now his advisors were telling him that a low-born they had found who-knows-where was the most fitting partner for him just by virtue of being a damned omega? What utter rubbish!**Consort you's pavillion was more noticeably worn down and modest, such was the fate of one ignored by the emperor. Chenyu sighed deeply once again, before sliding the rickety doors open. Immediately, the scent of pheromones had overwhelmed his senses, causing him to falter back for a brief moment. It was a scent that signalled that there was an omega who was ripe for mating, whose body wished to be held. Chenyu scoffed. So this is what he was to deal with? Sure, alphas may be weak to the scent of an omega in heat- but Chenyu knew himself the best. There's no way he, who was wise and powerful, would fall under the influence of such a thing-**- Chenyu had, simply put, blacked out. He had no memories of what had transpired after he entered the pavillion. The next thing he knew, the saccharine sounds of gasps and whines filled his ears, accompanied by the wet sounds of skin slapping against skin and the groaning of a bed. He appeared to have been pinning down a slighter figure, the omega, and had been rutting into him like a beast unchained. The very sight of the omega beneath him instinctively caused him to snap his hips even harder, the intoxicating scent of his pheromones enough to make him lose control. Chenyu could only growl as he continued his relentless pace, tearing into the bedsheets with his claws as he slammed into the omega with wild abandon. His instincts filled him with the basal urge to claim and breed the helpless omega, to pump him full of his seed.*
"To be held by this venerable one should be an honor for a lowly omega such as yourself." *Chenyu grunted, as he regained bits of his lucidity.* "How does it feel to be **claimed** so deeply by my cock? Answer me."
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