King Cipher lounges on a throne of gold, legs spread and arms slung over the gold armrests. He has Omegas hanging off his person. All soft, small and pretty little things apart of his harem.

He wears a white cloth hangs low on his waistband. Gold bands on his wrists and ankles, and sandals on his feet. His long, tan fingers adorned with gold and lush, rich jewels on each finger. His hair is long, hanging over his board shoulders and down his back. The Omegas sitting on his lap and behind him pet his hair and ran their fingers through the gold thread for hair.

His smile is lazy as he watches the priest walk to him. Dressed in white robes over the small body under the clean robes. His skin is snow-white, from the small bare feet poke out from out under the long robes. His head is down, of course, it is, no one is allowed to look Cipher in the eyes unless he gives the order.

The priest stops just at the foot of the King's throne. King Cipher's lazy smile became sharper into a smirk at the Omega in front of him. The priest kneels before him, head bowed.

Cipher lifts his foot to the young one's chin, forcing him to raise his head slightly. The young priest places a kiss on the tan flesh of the King. The lips are soft and petal-like to his tan skin. He cups the bottom of his foot to kiss more. Bill can feel the soft tongue lap on his skin.

King Cipher chuckles softly, leaning into his fist, eyes growing hungry at the priest. He a so young a pasty, not even broken in yet and very much pure, or maybe in the outside.

He raises a hand, all eyes on him, even the priest you stopped his kisses to up at him, eyes and face still mostly hidden.

"Leave now my pets, " he orders, shooing them away. "I have an important meeting to attend to." His Omega harem flock to his body, grabbing his face and limbs, kissing his skin before taking their leave.

Cipher leads the young Omega to his sleeping chambers. The large doors to his chambers close behind the Omega dressed in white. Cipher sets himself back on the bed, eyes ranking up the body of the Omega as he drops the robes around him.

Cipher licks his lips at the sight of clean, pasty white flesh that hasn't been touched in so long. The Omega has dark brown eyes and long brown hair pulled back with a ribbon. There is white cloth around his waist, showing off the curve of the Omega's birthing hips and flat belly. His nipples are bright pink, golden rings clasped onto them. He has earnings, small gold hoops on his lobes.

He struts forward like a peacock trying to temp, big toes first, brushing against the marble floor as he walks over to the bed. King Cipher raises his hand to the Omega's face. He leans forward, taking Cipher's thumb into his mouth.

When he lets go of the digit, the ring on Cipher's thumb is missing. The Omega holds the ring with his teeth, grinning with the jewel in between his teeth. He places it on his own thumb, showing it to the king.

"Oh sweet Omega, why do you tease me?" he asks, cupping a hand behind the Omega's ear and pulls him closer.

The Omega unties the cloth around his hips, letting it fall down his curves to the floor. He crawls over top King Cipher's hips, pushing him back by his chest. Cipher is pleased, grabbing the pretty thing's hips and letting him rub his hips down on the bulge.

The Omega keeps his composure, smiling down at the King. His hand's strokes up his sides and neck and shoulders, finally ruffling his brown hair.

"You know your kingdom needs an heir, so I'll come here as often as I need to, to bear you child, "  he says.

Cipher chuckles, thumbs stocking the Omega's sides with his thumbs. "So I'm just a job to you?" he asks, smiling wide. His eyes imagine his kingdom's mark on the priest's body, the cole black against snow-white skin.

"Of course not, " the Omega whispers.

Cipher has a rule. He will not marry and he will have bastard children with anyone from his harem. He has proven that he doesn't need a Queen but still refuses to have a bastard with someone from his harem who doesn't have perfect genes. He has agreed to take a mistress but none so far has taken his liking. He's taken a liking to one of the priests that came to bless him for his 27th birthday, his eyes caught the gaze a pretty Omega and demanded to breed him.

Everyone was eager for the young Omega to say yes. His jeans are good and he was very pretty, so why not. Only on one condition. Cipher is not to know this pretty Omega's name. He didn't even try to seek out the Omega's name just as he promised.

The Omega will come here once a month just before his heat and they will spend the whole time breeding until a child is conceived.

Cipher would spend the whole week breeding him full of his seed. This has been going on for over four moons now, and the Omega fully knew how to please him. Cipher isn't too worried that a child hasn't taken root in the Omega yet, it's normal. What wouldn't be normal is if Cipher's rut and the Omega's heat didn't create a child. That would mean something was wrong with one of them.

The young Omega kisses Cipher's chest, moving his hips to fit against the King's hips. He lifts up the sheet and rubs the length with his slim fingers. His hole is already dripping wet. Cipher's cock will slip in easily when it comes time to breed.

He leans down, taking the length into his mouth, moaning softly with Cipher's large length in his cheeks. His mouth is always soft and warm, sucking on the head and lapping up the sides.

Cipher always enjoyed watching the Pretty Omega serve his cock. His hand runs through the curly brown locks, pulling gently at the pine-brown locks.

"On my lap, Omega, " he orders softly.

He runs his hand over the Omega's ear, forcing him to look into Cipher's dark-ocean blue eyes. His thumb runs over the cartilage of the ear, picturing two piercings next to one another. Yes, this Omega would look good with more jewels adorned on his body. The Omega pops off his dick with a pop, lips cherry red and cheeks flush pink.

He crawls into the King's lap, spreading his legs over Cipher's lap, lining up the head of the cock to his hole.

The Omega moans softly, lowering himself down on his King's cock. He drags his hands over his body, showing off his pale body and pulling at his hair as he moves up and down with his trembling hips, giving his King a show.

It's a show indeed. Cipher always enjoys the show this pretty Omega will give him each time. The male Omega's moans are soft and tamed. Normal until Cipher takes control and has his pretty Omega scream with pleasure so that the whole palace may see him.

Cipher lets the Omega take control for the first round as he always does. He just rests his large hands on the Omega's thighs and lets him work his hips. The pale Omega bits his fingers and kisses Cipher's palm. His hands pinch at his nipple, twisting them and caressing his the beck of his neck. His hands slide down his belly, pressing down on his lower belly, purring in pleasure. He takes his own small cock in his hand, rubbing his length softly. His voice quivers gently, letting pleasure take over him.

The first round always belongs to the pretty Omega. And Cipher loves it. He loves an Omega that takes over to have his own pleasure. The Omega yanks on his own hair, moaning hard as he gives further to his lust. Cipher knows that the Omega had a hair-pulling kink.

He reaches up to grab a tuft of hair, yanking the Omega's head to the side, revealing the side of his neck, showing off the glands to the King. He gasps sharply, eyes tearing and mouth gaping. Drool drips down his chin, mouth refusing to close as he gasps to catch his breath.

Cipher's eyes flicker down to his belly, noticing the white. To be cheeky, Cipher drags his fingers across his belly and licks the semen from his fingertips.

"Now it is my turn, " he says. He flips them and takes control of the Omega.

*

Cipher wakes to the Omega sitting up, back turned to him. He holds a tuff of his hair, brushing the sweat out from his curly hair.

King Cipher blinks the sleep out of his eyes. For a moment, he spots a black smudge on the back of his neck, on his nape. He sits up and reaches for his neck. He places his hand on the neck. He feels the Omega stiffen in his gentle hand. He stroking his thumb across the black smudge. He frowns. Rubbing his thumb over the mark again.

"What is that?" he asks, eyes falling over the black tattoo. "Why haven't I seen this before."

The Omega stops brushing his hair. He turns to look back at the king. "Because I've never shown you, " he says. He parts a line in his hair, showing off the tattoo more. " It's a Pine Tree, " he says. "I didn't use to live here, ya know? It's just a reminder that I'm not from here."

"But you cannot see it, " Cipher says, stroking his hand over the Pine Tree.

"It's not for me, " he says. "I'm an outsider. So I can't get married to anyone here and must remind them that with this mark."

"Interesting, " he says lazily.

Cipher leans forward. He kissing the back of Omega's neck work an open mouth. The Omega gasps stiffening as Cipher holds him closer, kissing his nape more. He sucks over the nape until it's raw and red.

He pulls back to look at the red mark over the black pine tree. He liked the mark there. He pictured his bite mark there on his neck and scarred forever.

The King plays wry the Omega's hair. "Why don't I just mate you?" he asks.

He gasps, pulling away. "That isn't what we've agreed on, " he says, continuing to brush his hair.

Cipher just falls back onto the bed. "I'm a King, I can do whatever I want."

The Omega is quiet for a moment. His hand touches the back of his neck and travels down the belly. Cipher couldn't see his eyes or face.

"This will be the last time, " he whispers.

"What did ya say, Pine Tree?" he asks.

The Omega laughs, looking back at the King with a genuine smile. "What's that? A nickname?" he asks, smiling, softly.

Cipher shrugs, " you won't tell me your name, so I'll give ya a nickname instead, " he says, patting his belly. The Omega laughs, placing down the hairbrush to crawl over onto King Cipher's belly.

"You wouldn't want to mate with someone like me, " he says, playing with Cipher's hair. "You even said it yourself, you will not marry."

Cipher smiles, rubbing Pine Tree's back. "Marry? No, " he says, shaking his head slightly. He kept a steady hand, rubbing his back. "A mistress? Yes, " he says. "I dot need a Queen. My people don't need a Queen. But maybe a lover."

The Omega hums, head cozy in Cipher's neck. He plays with his King's hair, silently thinking. "Just play with your harem, " he laughs softly.

After the week was done, Pine Tree left as always. He didn't come back for his next heat or the next one after that. Or even the one after that. He's gone to the temple many times, and the Omega wasn't there. He left right after the last heat they spent together. Cipher did not look for the Omega. That isn't what they agreed on.

In the following months, the King became depressed. An Omega that he favoured had run away from him and he couldn't go look for him, not did he know his name. He became colder to his subjects and crueller. Without any way to relieve his stress, the only twisted joy he found was is torturing his prisoners. He threw away his heram. He didn't want them anymore. He couldn't feel aroused or comforted by any of them anyhow.

One strange night, when it rained in his normally sunny and hot kingdom. The wind howled and the rain was as sharp as swords. He woke to the crack of thunder. It was the first rain of the year, and it was a storm tonight.

He felt strange and needed to walk around. He took a candle and headed to the front door. Outside Cipher found his heart stop. He couldn't breathe.

Face to face was a small young Omega he knew all too well. Long brown hair tied back with a blue ribbon under his cloak. He looked up at him with big brown eyes staring up at him with wide, teary eyes.

He wants to yell and curse at the Omega for leaving, he wants to drag him into the bedroom and fuck him until he's begging to be mated by him. Bill wants to take this Omega in his arms and hug him, make him warm. He just wants to hold him.

The sound of crying fills his ears. A bundle, a baby in his arms. Slowly, still looking King Cipher in the eyes, he hands him the baby like an offering. Cipher takes it, looking at the baby's crying face. He raises it to his nose, taking in the scent. He closes his eyes, breathing in the smell. This babe was true of his blood.

Pine Tree slowly steps back, about to break out into a run when Cipher grabs his arm with a tight fist. He brings the Omega into his chest, eyes never leaving his.

"I'm sorry, " is all the Omega could muster. He's trembling. His Omega is cold and shivering and in need of warmth.

Cipher yanks the freezing Omega inside and slams the door. The Omega lowers his head as he's lead to Cipher's chambers. He has the Omega strip our his wet clothes and lay in his bed. Cipher dried Pine Tree's hair with a towel as he breastfeeds the baby.

Pine Tree is the first one to speak first. "I'm sorry, " he apologizes.

"What's its name?" he asks, still drying his hair.

"I...haven't..." he says, eyes not able to meet his King.

Cipher sighs, cupping just under his ears to force the Omega to look at him. "You returning to me forfeits any right you have to deny my bite, " his voice is harsh without any room to argue. 

Pine Tree could only nod.

After a bit of haggling, Pine Tree agreed to have the babe taken to be bathed in warm water and clothes. He ordered a hot bath for them to be made.

Cipher stripped himself and lead the Omega to the bath to warm up.

The bath is large and made of gold. Even so big, cipher had the Omega sit on his lap. His hands slowly rank up his body, massaging the Omega's body.

"Alpha, " he whispers, purring into the King's neck. Cipher keeps his composure, not wanting the Omega to see how excited it made him hear the Omega call him Alpha for the first time.

He forces his finger into the Omega's hole. He slowly finger's him open, letting the Omega spread his legs spread wide. His back is arched against Cipher's chest. Cipher lines up his cock to the hole.

"Ready pretty Omega?" he asks.

Pine Tree nods, biting down on his lower lip. Cipher thrusts up into the Omega, keeping a firm handle on the Omega's hips. He keeps a steady speed with his thrusts up into the pasty Omega.

"Come here, pretty Omega, " he orders, having him tip his head back for his Alpha. Cipher kissing along the left side of his neck, holding the Omega firmly by the hips as he's about to mark him with his teeth. "Deep breath now."

The Omega takes in a deep breath, nodding that he ready. Cipher looks at the Pine Tree tattoo and licks his lips. He titles the Omega's head enough so he has access to the back of his nape. As soon as he hears the Omega breath, Cipher sinks his teeth deep into the back of his neck, right around the Pine Tree tattoo. It forces a scream to escape the Omega.

"Alpha!"

Cipher growls, jaws tightening. He keeps his thrusts steady and strong, trying hard to keep his pace somewhat steady.

"Harder! Please!" the Omega begs, pulling at the Alpha's hair. Cipher does as the Omega desire and begs of him to do.

The Omega curls into the King, whining loudly as he cums. Cipher carries on, cooing into the Omega's ear. He keeps going until he cums into the Omega, knotting him. The Omega passes out in his arms, breathing heavily against his chest.

Cipher carries him back to his sleeping chambers, where a maid is waiting with their child, warm and bundled upon a white sheet. He lays his newly bound Omega on the bed and takes the babe in his arms.

The child has a mix of his dark skin and Pine Tree's snow-white skin. And dark brown hair and dark blue eyes. He kissed his head softly, settling down on the bed.

"We must give you a name little one."