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You were sent on a mission to search for rare wild plants that grow on islands around the boiling isles, when you discover a plant you've never seen before. Your group rushes to show this finding to Emperor Belos, who seems delighted to see this strange plant.
"I've seen this in the human realm," he explains. "They call it tobacco, and its so valuable that it was used as currency."
With the harvested plant sample now available, he orders head of the plant coven, Terra snapdragon to grow and prepare this plant with very specific instructions, and when he deemed it ready, he lit a fire and began to inhale it's smoke.
This seemed to put him at ease, but soon you realize that this smoke has a very different effect on you.
It's a very intense aphrodisiac.
You can't tell if anyone else feels the effects, but if they are they seem to be doing a decent job at keeping it together, so, despite the physical and mental effects it has on you, you keep it together as well.
That is until you can turn in for the day, and finally relieve yourself by touching yourself, while your head swims of thoughts of smoke, and the person inhaling it so casually.
After a few weeks of this smoke becoming a regular part of your day-to-day life, you fall into a routine. Do your job as well as you can, then retire to your quarters to release the built-up desires you have, before sleeping.
That is until you're told that there's been an accident with one of the guards that requires you to take their place on the night shift.
The guard happens to have been one of two that guarded the emperor's personal room, the one guarding the balconey specifically, but you dont think much of it, since it would just be guarding someone who's asleep, right?
Well, that assumption got thrown out the window on the very first night, when sometime during midnight you heard footsteps coming from the room, footsteps that were coming closer, and then the door to the balcony slid open, startling you despite you being aware of the emperor coming your way.
What also startled you was the casual way the emperor was dressed, his hair in a hastily tied low ponytail, wearing a plain loose-fitting button up shirt, which exposed his collar bones and part of his chest, and was half-tucked into a plain pair of gray pants. Kind of similar to the pants you were wearing. No elaborate silk cape, no gold gauntlets, mask, boots, it was so starkly different from what youve ever seen him wear that it was startling.
"Done ogling I hope?" he said, slight irritation lacing his groggy-sounding voice, which was only emphasized by the annoyed look he had on his tired face.
"EMPEROR BELOS! I-I'm so sorry! I just uh...didn't expect you to be up at this hour...? But I apologize, I didnt mean to stare, i-it's just that-"
"Tsk. Spare me, I'm just out for a smoke, guard. Speaking of, light this cigarette, wont you?"
He said, holding out a cigarette expectantly, and despite fumbling a little, you end up lighting a small flame with your fingers.
The emperor places the tip of the cigarette on the flame with one hand, while placing his other hand on yours to shield the flame from the wind, but the contact with your gloved hand causes your heart to beat a little faster.
The emperor seems pleased when the cigarette glows, bringing it up to his lips and inhaling a puff of smoke, which he then slowly breathes out.
You feel the effects of the smoke hit you immediately, more intense than ever, since you've never been this close to the smoke before. You begin to sweat and shake, feeling your knees begin to buckle, and deciding to hold onto the rail so you dont fall, or worse, begin to touch yourself in the presence of the emperor.
Meanwhile, said emperor seems to be doing just fine, and in fact he seems to be more relaxed than he was, his posture now more lax, casually resting his elbows on the railing. He looks at you, cigarette still hanging from his mouth.
"So you're the new guard? You seem tense, are you worried about falling too?"
You find it so difficult to speak, overwhelmed by the intense lust you feel, especially since the sight of emperor belos looking so casual has no right to be as erotic as you feel it is. You're transfixed by every motion he does, barely able to focus on the words that came out of his mouth.
"Guard? Can you hear me? Hm. Perhaps feeling the breeze directly will calm you down. Let me just..."
Suddenly, you see the emperor reaching out his hand, placing it on your mask and yanking it off. Now, you find yourself face to face with the cold night air, the contrast between the temperatures almost stinging your face. That's not the only thing you're directly exposed to though, as your nose and lungs begin to fill with that noxious smoke, and your hand flies to your mouth to stop you from making any noises.
Emperor Belos raises an eyebrow at this.
"Is the smoke bothering you, guard?"
You shake your head, quickly moving your arm back down, trying to feign any sort of normalcy. Nothing's normal about this you think.
"Oh, then, perhaps you'd like to take a drag?" He offers, a hint of amusement glinting in his tired eyes as he brings the cigarette up to your face.
You turn your face away from the cigarette, hoping the emperor wont take offense to this, but there seems to be a twinge of anger in his voice when he replies.
"Guard. You are testing my patience, and frankly dampening my mood. Speak." He orders.
"Hhhhhng, Ah, s-sorry, Emperor...the smoke, its...hhhh..." You answer pathetically, still turned away from him.
"What about the smoke, guard? Hey. Face me." he demands. When you finally muster up the courage to do so, your flushed face seems to puzzle the emperor, so he asks.
"Guard. Explain what happened to your face? Why are you speaking like that?"
He punctuates his sentence by narrowing his eyes at you.
You try to breathe in deeply, regretting the decision as you inhale more of the smoke. You surrender, falling to your knees, loosely holding onto the railing.
"Mmmmm...Emperor Belos...This, smoke, it causes certain..." You trail off, but the intensity in his gaze doesnt lessen, in fact he seems to be more focused on you, very serious.
"What? Causes what? Answer me." He demands.
"It...aah-seems to have, uh, a-an aphrodisiac effect...With all due respect, uhhhhhah, do, d-do you not feel that?"
you manage to squeeze out, to which you get a surprised look, both eyebrows raised, but rather quickly that look melts away into something more composed.
"An aphrodisiac? Good heavens..." he murmurs to himself. "I see, so that's what this is about, well, I guess I chose the right one after all." He says to himself, a small smile now playing on his lips.
"Uh, I-I'm sorry, Emperor belos, but...Could you please put that out? Uhhmmm...I, it's really intense." You plead.
The emperor looks down at you, his face morphing into an openly amused expression.
"No, I don't think I will." He says
"Mmm...ffuck." You whisper to yourself, a whine making its way out of your throat.
"Then, would you...um...could you perhaps, e-excuse me, so I can...um...you know..." your sentence fades out, and you look up to him, desperately hoping for him to spare you.
He laughs.
"You're not going anywhere, guard, you have a duty to preform. You were assigned to guard me, and I expect you to stay where I am, and not to leave me out of your sight."
You groan. "But, emperor!" You yelp out. "Please, I can't handle this, I-I need..." you see him crouch in front of you, that damned cigarette still on hand. He looks at you, smiling considerably wider than before, his eyes still narrowed at you, and then, he opens his mouth to blow smoke directly in your face.
"You can just do that here, I won't stop you."
You shudder, your heart almost stopping, and as the smoke clears, you're left face to face with the emperor, his devious grin almost mocking you, but what are you supposed to do? His suggestion is bordering on sacrilege, how are you supposed to do something so lustful in his presence? But, the idea still sets your heart and your crotch on fire, because despite your mental protests, touching yourself in his presence only deepens your desires.
"Well? Go on then." He encourages mockingly, but your hand is still frozen to your side, despite physically being obviously in need of release.
"Hm, perhaps you need some help." The emperor remarks, and that makes you snap to look directly at him. "Whhhu-uh, what do you mean?" You ask.
He doesnt answer, simply opting to take your hand, and while still making eye contact, slowly taking your glove off, his grin growing wider as he slips your hand into your waistband.
"There you go." He whispers.
And, despite yourself, your hand rapidly begins moving in that familiar way you're used to when you normally want to relieve yourself. You hunch forward, gasping, moaning, and groaning at the contact, trying and failing to stifle these noise as you break eye contact with the emperor, who you last see watching your hand at work underneath your pants.
Quickly, embarrassingly quickly, you feel yourself about to finish, your movements becoming more frantic, your moans more desperate, until you're almost there-
Suddenly, a cool hand grabs yours and pulls it out, stopping you in your tracks.
"NO! No! p-please, why did you stop me? Let go, let go! I'm not gonna be able to-"
You struggle, hand trying and failing to break away from the emperor's sturdy grasp, but its no use, his hand doesnt even move as he holds on, and quickly the orgasm that was building in you dies out.
You whine and groan, frustrated and flustered.
He chuckles at you, and sternly holds your chin up, forcing you to look him in the eyes.
"Did you think it would be that easy? My dear, the night is still young, I haven't even finished my cigarette. If you're going to do something so scandalous in my presence, you won't be ending it until I say so."
Your head swims, just how long does he plan on letting this go on?
"Please emperor belos, I-I can't handle this, please let me..." you plead, hoping your eyes convey the desperation you feel to him.
His gaze softens at you, and his grip on your chin relaxes slightly. "Oh don't worry my dear, I won't let you suffer for too long..." but then he chuckles, and when he opens his eyes, they're half-lidded, and full of lust.
"But, now that you've gotten me worked up, I can't just let you have all the fun..."
His low, erotic tone pulls a long moan out of you, and when he lets go of your chin and pulls away, you find yourself subconsciously leaning forward to follow him.
"hhhh uh, emperor...my emperor belos, where are you going?" you ask when he gets up, leaving you on the floor.
"Oh, don't worry sweetheart, I'm coming back, I only need to get a little something, so this feels better for both of us"
"B-but, I..." you whimper, so he turns around and crouches again in front of you, looking you in the eyes deeply for a few seconds, before leaning in to kiss you.
You immediately lean into the kiss, your body relaxing at the contact, and you find that the burning feeling in your groin lessens, but then, as quickly as it started, it ends, the emperor breaking the kiss to stand back up. You whine sadly at the loss of contact, your lips now burning.
"Aw, dont look so disappointed, guard, I promise I wont be long, you just have to hold on, because I've got something planned that'll make you feel even better." He says, and winks at you before turning, leaving you alone.
You try resisting the insatiable feeling of desire building up within you, setting fire to your very core, but the temptation is so strong, you cant stop your hand from immediately sliding into your waistband, and starting back up again. You know emperor belos will stop you again, but you cant bring yourself to care, and you think some part of you wants him to stop you again, but thats not what you focus on. You only focus on touching yourself, but it seems harder to get yourself to the brink without the emperor's gaze focused on you.
As promised though, he soon returns, and you moan out when you see him appear again, holding a bottle you cant bring yourself to focus on. And it seems your awareness has been extremely dulled, since you only now realize he took the cigarette with him, keeping it in between pursed lips. He frowns at you, and soon his cold hand restrains yours again. "That desperate, are you my sweet guard?" He says in a dark tone, one you cant quite decipher.
"Oohh, Emperor, please, fffuck, please, I need you..."
"You need me? Need me for what? Seems you were doing just fine on your own." He says, feigning ignorance and offense.
You grunt. "I-I need you to...U-uhh..." You hesitate, the words refusing to leave your mouth.
"Say it. I want to hear you beg for me. If you want me to help you, then say it to my face."
His piercing eyes hold yours, and you struggle, trying to form the words.
Before you give up in frustration, you see him take another long drag from his cigarette, and he kisses you, releasing the smoke directly into your mouth, and with it a new wave of aching and lustful fire fills your chest.
He breaks the kiss again and looks at you expectantly, and the words fall out of you surprisingly quickly.
"I-I need...I need you, to kiss me, to touch me...I..." He hums in approval.
"What else do you need?" he asks.
"I need you to...I need you to fuck me, please, emperor belos, my emperor...please fuck me, I need you inside me" You beg.
His expression softens, seemingly satisfied with your begging now.
"Right away, my dear, right away." He murmurs against your ear, holding you in his arms, before pulling away to kiss you fervently.
You moan into his mouth, finally getting the contact that you craved so much, the burning in your body subsiding slightly once again. He then reaches into your pants, and begins to touch you with urgency, and the firey feeling that burned your crotch before turns into pure pleasure, causing you to arch into his touch, and hold onto him with desperation, keeping him as close to you as you can.
He suddenly stops again though, and as you're about to complain, he says "I know, darling, I know, but I just need to take this off and get you ready.
You open your eyes, confused, only to find him taking off his pants, his hard cock springing up, and then he moves to remove your pants.
"U-uhh, Aahh, my emperor, hhhnnnhgg, shouldn't we...go inside?" You ask.
"No." He simply responds, "I don't care, dear. We are going to do this right here, right now. It's a lovely night." He says casually, though you see a small smile on his face.
You shudder again, but dont protest as he slicks up his cock with the liquid in the bottle he got. When hes done, he moves onto you, slathering that same liquid onto your hole. You moan at the contact, and yelp when you feel his fingers slide into you, stretching you out and preparing you for whats going in next.
You moan in pleasure at the feeling of his fingers curling in you, going deeper and deeper, and turning all those firey feelings into pure bliss, until, he takes his fingers out of you all at once.
You yell out in desperation, longing for an orgasm, "My emperor belos, please, please let me cum, hhhnnnhg haaaah I can't take this anymore, please, I feel like immm about to die, please fuck me and allow me to finish, please, please, I-" He cuts your pleading short with a hungry kiss, as he slides his cock into you, thrusting deep into you. It's like a rush of some sort of drug or elixir, and you hope and pray he doesnt stop.
He breaks the kiss, grunting and gasping, and when he does, you begin to whimper out
"Oh, oooh yess, please dont stop now, please dont, k-keep going, I need it, I need you s-so badly"
And he responds by pressing his forehead against yours, and whispering to you
"Dont worry, my love, I won't stop now, I'm going to keep thrusting in you until we both can't move, I promise I'll relieve you, I'll make you feel true pleasure, my dear, you've done so well, you deserve this, I'm going to ravish you until you're begging me to stop."
His reassurances calm you, and you allow yourself to finally sink into the pleasure, surrendering your body to his whims, and you're so relieved when he just keeps thrusting and thrusting into you, his cock filling your tight hole rapidly and erratically. You clench around him, feeling the orgasm building up once again, but this time nothing is gonna stop you, he's fucking you, and you meet his thrusts halfway, until you're both ready to orgasm.
You beg one last time, "Please, haah, emperor please kiss me!"
and he responds by crashing his lips into yours, pinning you to the ground, thrusting and thrusting until finally you both orgasm, waves of pleasure flowing into you as he pumps you full of his cum.
You both stay still for a while, just trying to catch your breaths, and eventually, he pulls out of you and begins to stand.
He goes to help you up to your feet, but your legs are so wobbly you can't stand.
"Don't worry, darling, I did quite a number on you I'm aware, let me just help you up." He says, picking you up and carrying you to his bed.
"But...emperor...your bed..." you say weakly, but he shushes you.
"My dear, I ravished you, getting into my bed is not nearly as scanadlous as that."
He chuckles at your flushed face, but you both slip into the bed and sleep soundly, until the next morning when he gets dressed to preform his duties, and you go back to your sleeping quarters, to rest after your supposed long night of guarding.
From then on, he keeps his smoking to a minimum in the mornings, but at night he always makes sure to take a smoke break out on the balconey with you.