"Lord Titian, sir? Your decision?"
"Huh?" Titian was roused from his thoughts. The last few days had been unbelievable. Father was dead. Dead. His body had been found in his study, peacefully sitting in an oversized chair. At least his father had gone calmly.
The time since then had been anything but calm, though. He was pronounced the new king by the Elders about an hour after his father's death. Between public appearances, interviews, and lessons in royalty, Titian's head was spinning.
"Lord Titian!"
"Yes, Sir Valtumko? I apologize, my mind has been... quite stormy recently."
"You will have time to think after your choice, sire. Who will your Queen be?"
Titian froze. Right, that question. The woman who he would spend his life with. The woman would impregnate him constantly for the rest of his days. The woman he would marry that very night.
"I...I..."
(Pick up, Saphire!)
As Titian tilted his head up, he saw his old friend Calene smile at him. Calene! She'd be perfect! He'd known her since... well, since forever. If he was going to spend his life with someone, he'd rather spend it with Calene then any of those other airheads.
"I...I choose Calene as my Queen!" Titian declared. The small crowd gasped, then broke into applause. The Elders breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the future was secured.
Titian's eyes connected with his future Queen's. He couldn't guess what was racing through her head right now.
(It's Titian, btw, not Titan. Wanna time skip to after the wedding after your post? I think a wedding sequence would be a waste.)
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Titian held Calene's forearm as they walked down the temple's stairs. He made sure to smile as widely as he could and wave to his people. King's etiquette, of course. To think, he'd soon be making babies for them...
A coachman opened the door for him as he helped Calene inside. It was off to the honeymoon! He hadn't even been thinking of love in the morning, and now he was riding off into the sunset with his new bride. It was crazy, Titian thought.
Speaking of his bride, Titian really hadn't gotten a chance to talk to his old friend. Their carriage ride would give plenty of time for that. Titian knew that he was expected to come back from this trip with a belly full of eggs. He REALLY needed to talk to Calene...
"So, um, Calene... great to see you. You are my wife now... so... oh gods, that sounds weird..." Titian fumbled. He was never this nervous. Titian grasped his new queen's hand as he sat next to her.
"We'll be moving into the royal quarters, of course. Maids will take care of everything now. But you knew that and...ah... okay, I can't escape this any longer. You're going to me pregnant. Repeatedly. I just... Calene, I've... I've know you for years, ya know? I feel like it will be awkward and everything. I'll be huge and swollen and you'll be there tending me and all, and I just... I knew I was going to be king, but I'm just a little unprepared, okay? I've sat through the lessons of carrying and birthing and I'm still confused. So... bear with me, okay?" Titian rambled. He unconsciouly gripped Calene's hand tighter and pulled her close to him.
Titian grinned at Calene's comment. "Husband" was something he could get used to. Calene laid her head on his chest.
"I know, Calene," the king said as he stroked his wife's hair. "I couldn't do this with anyone but you. You're the only one who I actually know." He caressed her back as she leaned into him. She smelled nice.
They stayed like this for hours, or what at least seemed like hours. Little bumps in the road kept King Titian awake. Finally, the carriage rolled to a stop. The driver jumped down and opened the door on the newlyweds.
"Here we are, your majesties!" The new King looked out the door. It was sunrise, and the sky was just beginning to lighten. A modest sized house stood in front of them. It didn't look like anything special, but Titian knew that the interior would be amazingly ornate and decorative. Beyond the house, a small lake was surrounded by gently rolling hills. It was beautiful, really.
Titian stroked Calene's hair one last time. "I... I love you." he whispered, before climbing out of the carriage.
(I time-skipped again, hope you don't mind. Inside, I'd like to do a short little part before skipping to the impregnation, cause I want some nice mpreg soon :D)
Titian instructed the driver to put their bags in the main room of the house. Right now, that lake looked awful fun. He wanted to get some physical activity in before he was permnantly swollen.
"We're going swimming!" he exclaimed, grabbing Calene's arm anddragging her with him.
(Does Calene's belly start to swell in preparation? If yes, I'd mention during the swim, so they both realize their duties. Also, swimming won;t be long, just a reply from both us would be great)
Titian was about knee deep in the water before he noticed Calene's frown. "You alright?" he asked, concern evident on his face. He heard her murmur "not really". Titian picked up his new wife and carried her as quickly back to the house as quickly as possible.
Titian nearly kicked down the door and carried Calene up the stairs. He turned into the only bedroom in the house. It was exquisitely decorated, but Titian paid no attention as he gently placed Calene on the bed. Deep down, he had a feeling that this was the beginning of his breeding. He remembered something like this from his classes.
(When Calene is ready to deposit, do they have to do it quickly? The eggs belong in him, not her, so I don't think it'd go too well for Calene.
Titian smiled fondly at his queen. She was expanding so well for him. He laid a kiss on her forehead, which was currently rather warm. Titian stripped himself down to the nude, and fumbled with Calene's gown before finally managing to get it off. The king curled up next his naked, laboring queen. He placed his hand over hers on her expanded belly. He wasn't so sure about carrying before, but seeing her swell brought out a primal urge in him. Titian desperately wanted to get pregnant now.
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Titian grabbed his wife's hand. "Calene, you're going to have to implant in me. I'm going to penetrate myself on your ovipositor, okay? Your body should know what to do." Titian hoped that his breeding classes were right.
The King rolled on top of the Queen. He eyed her erect organ and took it in his hand. Calene's pained gasps spurred him on. Titian lowered himself onto his Queen with a low moan. He could feel the organ reach up directly into his womb. Titian continued sitting until his behind was resting on his wife's groin. "I'm ready, my love."
Titian grabbed more pillows for his wife and resisted the primal urge to catch the egg that fell. He saw her fading color and refused to let his Queen die on their first coupling. Titian, in desperation, broke the escaped and gave it to his wife. He hoped she was alright as he felt more eggs pump into him.
(I have to go to bed. If you respond now, I'll pick it up again tomorrow. See ya!)
(Titian was giving her something to eat if she REALLY needed it. He's not too smart in situations.)
Titian continued his squat on his queen's ovipositor. He felt each egg enter him and nestle in his womb. As Calene's belly slowly deflated, his swelled. He gripped his wife's palm tightly, her squeezes of her hand coniciding with the depositing of her eggs.
"Come on Calene, you can do this. Your kingdom needs you. I need you. Think of me when this is all over. I'll be full of your eggs. You'll watch me swell up until I'm so big that I can barely move. You can lay next to me and stroke my belly. But I need you to be strong right now. I love you, Calene."
Titian couldn't help but moan in some pleasure. Calene felt pretty good inside of him. The pulsing and bulging of her positor felt great inside of his slit. The King could now feel the eggs in his belly. A bystander gazing at their king would immediately know that was carrying.
The King maneuevered himself so that he was kneeling on top of his wife. His tummy proudly bulged out, swollen with his first litter. "How much more, my love?" he asked, giving his belly a rub.
Titian collapsed onto the bed next to his queen, careful not to fall onto his belly. His mind reeled from the feelings rushing through his head. Love, obligation, nervousness... his brain started to hurt.
He felt Calene wrap her arms around him. Titian laid his head down next to hers on the pillow. "You did great, my Queen. I love you so much." he said as he guided Calene's hand around his new belly.
Titian shivered slightly at the contact of his wife's tongue. "You will get stronger, my Queen, just as I will. We will be able to produce so many eggs that it will seem ridiculous."
Titian yawned and realized that they hadn't slept since before their wedding. "Now, my love, we should get some sleep."
(Wanna time skip to them returning from the honeymoon? You help me out of the carriage, my belly comes first, crowd goes wild?)
King Titian slightly turned his head toward Calene. "I do hope so. Father was a rather exceptional ruler." His gait was slightly different now with his belly. The swollen tummy had become Calene's new favorite toy, and she continually kissed it and rubbed it on the way back to the capital. It felt great.
Once they entered the castle, a familar doctor rushed up to the royal couple. "I am sorry, your majesties, but I must examine the new King. This is his first carrying and I would like to make sure everything went alright. Come, follow me."
"He's fine, Calane. He monitored my father throughout his carries. He'll do a count of eggs and make sure I'm healthy. And you too. It's your first implantation. You were in some pain earlier. Healer Gorgevzo will take good care of us, trust me." Titian explained to Calene. The healer motioned for them to enter a room. Once inside, Titian immediately recognized it as the king's special room. All of the births would occur in here, as well as his check-ups.
"To think, I was born in here..." Titian muttered as he felt Calene's hand slip to his belly.
(Do you mind doing the check-up as the healer? You have a better grasp of this reproductive process then I do. I think for the first time there should be about 25, but we'll get up to around 70 eventually. Is that cool?)
(Well, it's medieval-ish technology. I can't imagine the healer would know too much detail.)
Titian trailed away from his wife's hand and laid down on his bed. The surface felt extremely worn, and he could tell it had been heavily used. This would the first of hundreds of check-ups for the King.
Titian glanced over and saw the healer preparing for his exam. He unbuttoned his robe so his belly could be accessed. Titian's tummy wasn't very large, but it was noticable. He was obviously carrying young.
"I cannot remember, unfortunately. I was very worried about my Queen to notice too much. It must've been at least an hour, though." Titian said, rubbing a hand up and down his belly.
Titian's face scrunched up as he tried to remember what was "unusual" from his classes. "So far... no. I do feel rather full, though. How many do you think are in here?" The King asked, patting his belly.
Titian smiled at the number. Calene was quite fertile for her first time. He squeezed her hand in reassurance.
He blushed at the doctor's comment, but slipped off his robe and laid naked on the bed, exposed to the world. He lifted his legs as best as he could. This was close to a birthing position, he noted.
