forced marriage (fairytale, nobleman terry + poor!daniel?) au: wedding night edition! obviously untouched! daniel is terrified when he sees how big terry is (in terms of height and 😈) but terry is surprisingly gentle and considerate. bonus points if terry pushed the marriage because he’s been secretly in love with daniel for a while ❤️ of course the Morning After daniel tries to get terry to rail him again because it was Very Good but is super shy about it. terry of course knows what he wants and enjoys his adorable, flustered danny struggling to say it. (of course terry gives in though - he badly wants it too and who can resist blushing, ravaged daniel?) not terry!
Forced marriage - virgin bride (semantics) Daniel - my beloved.
Okay but seriously / WHO HAS HACKED MY PHONE.
I have a supernatural series (only a couple written so far) - BUT I had this idea of human Terry - who is the lord of the city at the edge of the forest - and Daniel a fae/forest nymph type creature - and he is a fae of good breeding from a powerful family etc so I’ll use that one for this ask.
WARNING / I’M GOING TO DO IT - THIS TIME I AM GOING TO USE MANHOOD I STG.
We are doing this trashy paperback novel harlequin romance style!!!
FINALLY MY TIME HAS COME.
AND I AM LIVING.
Maniacal laugh.
I had a post about Terry being a lord and Daniel his conquest/spoil of war/betrothed etc
So many variations but all on the same theme.
This is one of those in fic ideas that is 🔥 but doesn’t translate to real life for a lot of people but that’s the fun of fic - you can find things appealing in writing and it doesn’t mean you do in real life.
So any puritans that come across this (no pun intended) can refrain from clutching their pearls in horror.
Warning: Virginity kink as I think this is the point of this prompt, use of the word MANHOOD to describe a cock, trashy paperback novel style harlequin romance to describe a wedding night.
This was also not read over before posting 😂
Extremely long and extremely NSFW
But, back to Fae Daniel and Lord Terry - maybe in order to stop the humans from destroying the forest or maybe they’ve been at war their worlds must be united / which means that a fae must marry a human / both have to be from the royal house.
But it has the added cuteness of Terry introducing him to human things (Little Mermaid may be my fav Disney movie, okay)
And in my version of this / well Daniel has never seen a human quite so big and when Terry helps him up on the alter to say their vows, large hand easily closing around his own, it does something to Daniel’s stomach.
Based on this:
obviously untouched! daniel is terrified when he sees how big terry is (in terms of height and 😈) but terry is surprisingly gentle and considerate. bonus points if terry pushed the marriage because he’s been secretly in love with daniel for a while
I ASSUME WE WANT THIS SUPER SOFT. Like charmin levels of softness. And heavy emphasis on the virgin aspect.
Yesssss - the wedding night.
Terry can sense Daniel is nervous - but the union must be consummated the night of.
Terry has also been waiting a long time for this / he’S wanted Daniel from the minute he had first seen him.
The more they got to know each other in the little they were allowed to spend together leading up to their marriage, he has come to quickly fall deeply in love with the fae.
It was Terry who pressed for this union so hard - there were a couple other candidates (not to Terry though)
As a fae Daniel, is used to being mostly nude, but as his husband slowly walks towards him there’s a look in his eyes that makes him shiver, makes him very aware of his almost nakedness.
He had on a sheet robe when he was presented to Terry which his handmaidens had divested him of, leaving him comely nude, as he was presented as the offering his was to his husband.
Terry is in the traditional armour he wears in battle perhaps, or his royal robes as he approaches.
He is divested of it as well, although he has breeches on under it still.
He can feel Daniel tremble and he lifts a hand to his mouth to kiss the back, telling him, “don’t be frightened little one. No harm will come to you here, not by my hand.”
He cradled his face in one hand, Daniel leaning into it. “Only pleasure.”
Soft kisses to start that become more hungry, Terry eating the little surprised whimpers of pleasure out of Daniel that transition into Terry tasting his skin as he mouths and licks down his neck.
A finger slipping between his cheeks to rub at his hole - Daniel crying out, eyes flying shut, his hand digging into Terry’s arm, panting slighting as he works his hips back into the foreign but not unpleasant/unwelcome feeling.
“You are untouched here, then?”
And maybe Terry knew that - virgin bride (semantics) is a requirement after all.
Still, Daniel nodding his confirmation has Terry’s blood boiling. That his little Fae will only every know Terry’s cock, and pleasure for his hands, mouth, and body.
“I will make sure you’re more than prepared.”
So he’s nervous and he would probably be worse but the wine at the banquet probably helped.
But given the nerves, how he seems to want and welcome the touch but resist it, the look of surprise on his face and how clumsy yet hungry he is for kisses, how RESPONSIVE he is to Terry’s touch, Terry wonders if Daniel is truly inexperienced in the acts of physical love.
“Have you ever Lain with another?”
Daniel won’t meet his eye now, as he shakes his head, afraid he has disappointed his husband - that he won’t be good for husband.
“I hope that does not displease you, my lord.” He offers, forcing himself to meet Terry’s eye. “I hope I can still please you in the manner which you require.”
Hearing Daniel call him my lord goes straight to his Cock along with the knowledge that Daniel is truly innocent in all regards it seems.
Terry simply goes back to kissing his husband, the heat and passion hopefully letting Daniel know that it does not disappoint him in the least. When they break, his little fae tries to chase the taste of his husband’s lips as they part.
“Knowing no one has had hands on you like this but me. That you kept yourself pure for your husband, pleases me greatly and you shall please me as well, of this I have no doubt.”
The smile he gets, little fae beaming at the praise, has Terry right back to kissing him lest he flip him over and take him right there.
I imagine, decadence at all, that there is probably wine in the room and an assortment of fruits etc for nourishment / got to keep up the strength after all.
There’s roses and flowers on the bed / Terry wanted the setting to remind Daniel of the forest and home.
Maybe, they should have consummated the union in the forest - maybe a crowd to watch is the norm - but Terry doesn’t want his husband’s deflowering to be for public consumption. An insanely jealous man - Daniel is for his eyes only.
Maybe later one once he’s more used to taking Terry’s cock, they’ll do something to appease the people (IDK - depends on your kink).
Daniel wraps his legs around a Terry’s waist as he lifts him up to carefully deposit him on the bed.
There is a small pot at the side of the bed that Terry leans over Daniel to take the top off, a sweet fragrance filling the air.
“Oil to ease the way,” he explains as he dips his fingers into a small pot at the side of the bed, “but I will also use my mouth to help prepare you.” and Daniel’s not sure what that means.
The elders only said that his job was to lie back and spread his legs for his husband - to be warm and willing when he accepted his husband into his body.
Which confused him. He is accustomed to how the forest creatures mate when they’re in season so he knows realistically his husband will want to take him in a similar manner but Daniel can’t be mounted like that. He hadn’t asked those questions though.
More kisses, which Daniel thinks are his favourite thing now, continue. His husband’s lips are so soft, his tongue delicious has it pushes into Daniel’s mouth, Daniel nipping at his lips when they part.
He watches, mouth downturned slightly in curiosity as Terry rubs his slippery fingers together, oil dripping down them to his wrist. He coated them quite liberally. “To warm it,” he explains in response to the face Daniel is making as he watches every move Terry is making, before Terry tentatively trails them to his awaiting prize.
Terry won’t lie, the fact that Daniel is so clueless is more than appealing - that Terry will be his introduction and lifeline teacher in pursuit of pleasure is both intoxicating and a great gift for which he will spend his time trying to be worthy, starting with now.
Still not sure where this is going, until wet fingers touch him down there, then he quickly realizes how his husband plans to fill him. How to claim him.
What they meant when they told him to be gracious when he receives his husband.
His eyes widen in relation and he tries to close his legs, but a large hand on the inside of his knee stops him.
“Do not deny me, little one.”
“You cannot.”
“This is mine now,” Terry explains, as his fingers go back, tracing the taunt muscle.
Daniel’s nerves are on fire and he’s so responsive, crying out, his whine continuous.
The feeling has his toes curling slightly, and he moans softly, embarrassment quickly taking hold at such wanton behaviour.
Daniel nudges his face seeking more kisses, as both a distraction and because he misses his husband’s mouth and taste already, even if it’s something he’s only just discovered.
A finger dips inside the pliable center, rubbing lightly to loosen up the tense muscle.
Terry presses more firmly and the tip dips in enough just to open him up slightly.
It’s not unpleasant but foreign. He’s never even touched himself down there like that in such a manner. Didn’t realize it was a thing.
Rolled to his stomach pulled to his hands and knees now, his cheeks spread to display the most private part of him to his husband’s eyes. The urge to hide such an intimate part of himself is strong but, he resists. As Terry said, it belongs to him now.
Besides, the position he’s in, the grip of the hands holding him apart, and his husband’s overall strength make it impossible.
He wonders what Terry finds so appealing when his husband groans, strange noises and Daniel glances back to see Terry rubbing at a bulge in his tunic.
“Such a pretty little hole - it will grip me tight when I take it.”
Suddenly, his husband’s face is down there, between his cheeks.
Warm breath now, where fingers were moments earlier, before he feels his husband’s mouth on him / and oh is that what Terry meant by getting his mouth on him.
He claws at the sheets as his husband’s tongue licks him, and then then fingers are back at his rim.
He comes like that, fingers digging into the sheets, humping back. Hand not even needed on his cock.
“So good for me.” Terry prefers that Daniel get his pleasure from having his body breeched, his hole played with, and he will teach him, but this is already a very good sign.
Only after he’s come does Terry breech him for the first time, one finger to the first knuckle.
This must be what he wants when he said he would prepare Daniel.
While not unpleasant, just strange, it’s not overly pleasurable either - that is until his husband’s fingers brush against something that has Daniel clenching down on the fingers, as they drill isn’t him now, into that spot.
He’s panting, hips moving with the fingers to increase the pleasure / almost on pure instinct.
More oil, and Daniel’s hole stretched wide around four fingers, almost to it’s limit he thinks (and how wrong he will be in a few minutes when Terry’s fingers replace his clock) but he comes like that, around them.
Fingers slowly withdrawn, obscene wet noises, loud in the room as the crackling of the fire is the only other noise.
Time for his husband to take him and solidify their union - so that it is above contestation.
He’s rolled onto his back for that though - Terry wants to see his body open and give for him, see his face as he receives his manhood for the first time.
His husband opens his pants then, and Daniel sees the bulge in all it’s glory for the first time as it springs free, curling up to his stomach and okay …… his husband is very well endowed.
That is not going to fit he thinks - he’ll be split in two.
Either way he’ll never be the same - in what way remains to be seen though.
Terry’s hand is back on his knees, to stop Daniel before he can even try to close his legs, sensing his reticence. He’ll make sure he’ll enjoy it / even if some discomfort at first is to be expected.
His husband takes his cock in his hand and wipes the head through the wet mess of oil all down his crack, rubbing it over the sensitive rim, loosened and pliable from the finger fucking.
Resting his manhood against this husband’s virgin entrance now, he puts the slightest pressure against his well prepared hole.
Daniel’s body yields as his entrance opens just enough to allow the head inside.
Daniel whimpers, face scrunching as his husband presses him hips forward, another inch going inside. Hands grip the sheets, knuckles turning white.
“You have to relax and let me in.”
He grasps Daniel’s cock, stroking it to hardness, leaking all over his hand.
Terry slides in a bit more.
“There you got. Let me in - let me have you.”
The words, the feeling his hand on his cock, all help him relax and have his body accepting more inside. No other option really, and Terry continues pressing in.
The pressure is everywhere, no way to escape it as his husband fills him, rearranging his insides to fit inside.
Terry groans at the tight grip as virgin walls are opened as he continues his steady press inside, his husband’s body having no choice but to yield to Terry and his will.
After what feels like forever, his husband is finally inside him all the way, his manhood deep inside, and Daniel can swear he can feel it throbbing - can feel every inch of it. His body pressed tight around it, his entrance closed equally tight around it, like it’s trying to keep it inside.
A few minutes to adjust before he draws back, the hard won space closing as the length leaves him, only to thrust back inside, walls yielding a bit easier now that the initial stretch has happened.
He’s very aware of the size of his husband’s cock, every bump and ridge as his Terry takes him - as the older man makes him his.
And when he fucks back in, his cock nails his prostate and Daniel arching up violently, clenching down on his husband’s cock, hard and unyielding inside him, like iron, and oh so good.
It doesn’t take much - Terry will have time to showcase his stamina later. They have forever after all.
Right now he’s just consumed with the need to cement their union - in the gape of Daniel’s hole which will match Terry’s cock after he pulls out, and the seed that will be deep inside his body, in places no one has been or reached before.
Having found his pleasure twice, Daniel is for his husband’s release now, exists to be vessel to be filled with his desire.
The siren song of his body is too strong and Terry is helpless to do anything but obey and after a few snaps of his hips, he shoves in as deep as possible, hips stilling as he pumps his seed deep inside - No one will be able to touch his claim on the little fae after this - no one will fill him the way he’ll need. Terry will make sure of that / will train his body to it.
Daniel swears he feels it / His husbands manhood throbbing and pulsing inside him as he fills him with his seed / solidifying their union.
After, someone has to come in and verify the union/consummation has taken place - Terry spreading his legs for Daniel to be quickly examined - the mess Terry left his hole in - open and wet - makes it quite obvious that Daniel did his duty (as Terry did) and received his husband in the manner he was expected to, while Terry filled him as he was supposed to.
He gathers the smaller body in his arms, and they drift to sleep.
They will join as one again in the morning, Terry decides.
The next morning the image of Daniel slowly moving Terry’s hand down to where he wants Terry again - where he swears he’s still open and wet. He remembers the pleasure he was brought but He winces though - he’s sore - and maybe Terry tells him he will allow a few days reprieve for Daniel to recover.
That is will becomes easier the more Daniel takes him. He’ll have a lot of practise.
So he puts Daniel on his knees and shows him how to pleasure him with his mouth.
Daniel’s hard just from having the man’s cock in his mouth - wrapping a Hand around himself / husband’s eyes burning on his skin as Terry watches Daniel pleasure himself for him.
Terry comes, flooding his mouth.
The next time though, Daniel is Squirming against his husband, perched in his lap. Ass humping back against his hard cock, wanting it inside.
Terry keeps pretending he doesn’t know what Daniel wants, and frustrated, Daniel puts him on his back, grinding back against his cock, catching on the rim.
And Terry is careful with his little fae, he has to be given their size difference, but my god he becomes such a feral bitey thing once he gets a taste.
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