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"Oh, but you don't need a throne, little queen." And wouldn't be getting one anytime soon. At least not until he had Jeremy properly trained. "After all, your only position is what I give you," he said as he rubbed his thumb over that bare hip.

Jeremy pursed his lips. "Fine, then you'll just have to be my throne," he puffed. Folding his arm. It wasn't really a threat but he made up his mind. He wasn't going to sit on the floor. Although he way Briac touched his hip did make him consider it. In the end, his pride won and he kept still. "Why did you want me here anyways?"

Briac chuckled at the boy's behavior. "You're welcome to your husband's lap, little queen," he said, clearly amused. His hand stroked under the tunic and over the curve of Jeremy's hip. "I simply thought you wouldn't want to be so openly affectionate so soon."

Jeremy arched his back when Briac placed his hand on his hip. "Well, if you gave me a throne like a normal person would, I wouldn't have to resort to this." He still wanted to get up but on the other hand, sitting on the ground was a bit demeaning. Especially since not that long ago the throne they were sitting on was supposed to be his.

Briac was naturally quite busy with the business of ruling his new kingdom. Reordering things to his liking was going to take a lot of time and there was no better place to quell the attitudes of various kingdom officials than in the throne room. He sat on the throne of the former king, now redone with vines wrapped around the limbs of the chair. He snapped his fingers when Jeremy entered and a servant placed a fancy pillow at his feet, just to the side. "Join me, my queen," he said, ignoring the idiot official before him for a moment.

Jeremy couldn't help the scowl on his face when the servant placed a fancy pillow on the ground. It didn't take a genius to guess what was expected of him. Without a word, he walked up to the throne. But instead of sitting on the pillow, he sat down on Briac's lap. A mere moment later he pulled a face. Not sure why he thought this was a better idea than sitting on the pillow. He was being deviant for deviant sake and it didn't pay off. So he moved up again. Hoping that he could just sit down on the pillow without Briac making too big of a deal out of it.

Briac slept but was up long before his new husband. He needed little in the way of sleep and there was much work to do. His first order of business was properly placing the palace staff under his employ. They would be paid and paid better than they had in the past, but they also wore collars around their necks to keep them in line. His first order of business was the removal of all of Jeremy's clothing. He had a few simple tunics brought in to replace the clothing. Strips of cloth just barely belted at the waist to keep from flapping all over the place. Modesty easily defeated by a brush of wind and of course, full access to the man's groin and ass easily available for Briac. He also instructed the servants to feed Jeremy when the man woke and bring him to Briac.

Jeremy woke up slightly sore and filthy from all the cum. He wasn't sure if he liked the fact that he was alone or not. But he wasn't too worried about that. Not when he realized his clothes were nowhere to be seen. Instead, there were tunics he has never seen before. Tunics that barely covered anything. Instead of putting that on he draped himself in his blanket and decided to take a bath. When he returned to his room he was surprised to see a servant waiting for him with food. He reluctantly ate the meal. Once finished he even more reluctantly decided to put on one of the tunics. Only because he didn't want to upset his husband. Before he allowed himself to be led to wherever Briac was in the first place.

Briac stayed buried in the boy as he pressed Jeremy into the sheets. "You can sleep now, little bride." He wasn't going to pull out of the boy's body just yet. And he wasn't going to mention that Jeremy would end up glued to the sheets by his own release.

Jeremy didn't need to be told that twice. It took mere moments for him to fall asleep. His body demanded it of him. Not caring at all that Briac was still inside of him. The mess that he would wake up too was for future Jeremy to deal with. Right now was the time to fall into the peaceful embrace of a good night's rest.

Briac snapped his hips forward harder as he moaned from the sheer pleasure of Jeremy's tight ass gripping his cock. He kept pounding away, holding out for several moments beyond the boy's orgasm before finally crying out in pleasure as he filled that sweet ass with cum once more.

Jeremy let out a soft whimper when Briac finally came inside of him. He hoped that their evening would be over. He was more than ready to fall asleep. A bath could wait until later. The only reason why he wasn't drifting away right this moment was because he was sure Briac would spank him for falling asleep without permission.

Briac kept pounding away, using the boy for his own pleasure and holding back to ensure that Jeremy came again before he did. All the better to train the boy to enjoy his new role.

It didn't take much longer for Jeremy to cum again. A loud moan being forced out of him. His eyes rolled back as his breath grew audible. He felt quite tired right now. All he wanted to do was collapse and fall asleep.

"Liar," Briac said with a laugh. He was truly using the man's body for his own pleasure now, but that wouldn't stop him from making the man cum. Briac was good a that, not out of generosity but because he enjoyed Jeremy's embarrassment and more importantly, the pleasure he got when bottom's body quivered in orgasm.

Jeremy didn't reply to Briac. It didn't feel like he had to. They both knew he was lying. He wanted to keep his moans to himself now but it didn't work. Shame still boiled in his stomach but he would be lying if he said the pleasure wasn't the most dominant feeling right now. He knew he was getting close once more and he had to grip the sheets to keep it together.

"Does it embarrass you to love your husband's cock so much? To be moaning like such a pretty little slut even though you'll be lucky to be able to walk tomorrow?"

Jeremy whined at those words. "I don't love it," he lied. While he knew better than to lie by now he wasn't exactly thinking. The pleasure and embarrassed boiling in his stomach made him incapable of making good decisions.

Briac could see the hints of rosy skin as he fucked the man under him, but only hints. Not one to let Jeremy hide such lovely features, he reached forward to grip the man's hair. He yanked Jeremy's head back as a way to pull his torso up and then turn the head. "Blushing for me, little bride?" Each word accented by brutal thrust.

Jeremy moaned when Briac pulled on his hair. His blush getting worse as he looked at the other man. For a moment all he could do was moan. Each thrust pretty much forcing a moan out of him. "Yes," he managed to moan out. He wanted to say more but all that came out was an unintelligible babble.

"Oh my bride is a good little cockslut, aren't you?" Briac said in between moans. His hips moved with power as each thrust brought him pleasure. He slapped the boy's ass, hard enough to hurt, timed so a thrust hit just so right after. "To think you were a virgin hours ago."

"Yes!" Jeremy moaned out. He yelped when he got slapped but a moan quickly followed. If he could think of anything but Briac's cock he would've said something about being sore tomorrow. But the most he could do was moan out and agree. Despite that, he felt himself blush when Briac pointed out he was still a virgin a couple of hours ago. The only comfort was that the other man couldn't see it properly.

Oh good, this one was already proving to be a proper cockslut. Plenty of men would have fallen apart under a hard fucking, but Jeremy was moaning into the sheets. Which of course, made Briac fuck him harder, thrusts turning brutal.

Once Briac thrusts turned brutal Jeremy could feel himself leak precum. He gripped the sheets tighter. In the back of his head, so far that he wasn't even sure it was part of him, he knew that this would leave him sore but the majority of him didn't care. He loved it.