Trapped In A Novel As The Breeding Mate For Four Powerful Alphas-Chapter 449: NEW YEAR SPECIAL 1
<New Year Special: The Emperor and his nighttime Pillars>
In the great Novella Empire, there lived a wise and astute emperor who not only ensured the well-being of his people was secured but also enacted laws to prevent nobles from abusing their powers against the commoners.
He was loved by his subjects, feared by his rivals, and despised by his haters.
But was there anything anyone could do about it? No!
And that was because the four pillars of the Empire stood by his side, giving him their absolute loyalty, bowing their heads to him, and kissing his feet with delight.
They adored their emperor.
And this emperor was none other than Hwang Jo-Pil.
(Gosh, I feel so sassy all of a sudden, haha)
However, the service of these four pillars did not end with just serving the Empire, ensuring safety, fairness, and fighting wars in the Emperor’s name. It went beyond that. Something... Way beyond the courtrooms and beyond the audience hall.
A secret chamber... The emperor’s chamber... These four men devoted not just their service as pillars to the empire and the emperor, but their ’body service’ to the Emperor’s needs, right inside his sleeping chambers and right on top of his bed, with bodies joined together, a lingering erotic scent in the air and far too many obscene sounds floating around for the moment to be considered... Normal.
These four Pillars served their emperor in ways no one could imagine.
"Your majesty, the ball is still ongoing out there. And yet here you are, moaning under me. What would the people of your great empire think if they found this out?"
Emperor Jo-Pil opened his eyes, barely, as he gazed hazily at the man above him, one of his pillars.
He was the Marquis who was head of the noble faction, Seo-Jun.
He was very adept when it came to exploring the emperor’s body, like he was born for it. Maybe it was all thanks to the flippant and debauched life he led until he met the emperor and turned a new leaf.
His fingers were deep inside the Emperor’s royal hole.
(I can’t stop laughing, haha)
His fingers explored inside, looking for the best possible places to make the Emperor cry out in pleasure.
Emperor Jo-Pil was doing a good job so far by keeping his moans muffled, hiding how much he enjoyed those fingers willing inside him, but the way his eyes rolled back, the way his mouth would sometimes gape, and how his body trembled whenever Seo-Jun touched a sensitive spot within filled Seo-Jun with joy.
He licked his lips and attempted to touch the front when a hand slapped his hand.
Seo-Jun frowned and turned his gaze to the one waiting by his side.
He wasn’t the only one there.
As there were four pillars, it wouldn’t be fair for only one pillar to have this much fun with their beloved Emperor.
"Do not overwork his majesty from the start," That voice belonged to none other than Ki-hoon, the Duke of the North, who had protected the North on behalf of the Emperor, making sure the Saharan kingdom never got the chance to evade.
Just as he was the Duke of the North, he had a cold, withdrawn personality, but his eyes turned ever gently and soft whenever he gazed at the Emperor.
"It... It’s fine," Emperor Jo-Pil said, panting lightly as sweat beads rolled down his forehead. "This much isn’t enough to ruin me, you know that." His eyes lingered on Ki-hoon who gulped.
That look of lust in the emperor’s eyes as he gazed at him, made his entire body tingle and react.
He wanted to give the emperor just as much love as he had shown his kingdom. He wanted to hear his moans of pleasure and satisfaction.
"If that is the case, allow me, your majesty," he said and reached for Emperor Jo-Pil’s dick.
As soon as he held it, Emperor Jo-Pil, who had been holding it in all along, let out his royal seed and sprayed it all over the two.
This, of course, felt like a courtesy to them, getting to be blessed with the showers of his majesty.
(Why does this feel so corny? Help, bwahahaha)
Emperor Jo-Pil panted, his eyes gazing up at the ceiling and the golden linens used to decorate the top of his bed.
It was a beautiful sight, one that he was blessed with waking up to see each morning.
But what he felt was a blessing wasn’t the sight of his ceiling, but the faces of his handsome pillars who never failed to pleasure him at night.
Usually, they don’t all gather like this because one is usually at the North, another goes off to battle at the borders regularly, another needs to stay at the Holy city and uphold his image while the last one needs to be mindful of the eyes on him, so as not to tarnish the Emperor’s good name with ’found’ rumors.
Nights like these were rare.
It was the celebration ball of the New Year, and while the Emperor should be present, as well as the pillars throughout this entire event to mark the prosperity of the Empire, they were in his bed chamber.
After showing their faces a few times, one by one, they sneaked out after the Emperor.
The door opened, light from the hallway peeped into the dark bedroom, and the one who showed himself was none other than Min-Cheol, the Pope and ruler of the Holy city.
The Holy City, which was known for its neutrality when it came to choosing the next Emperor, threw away that Neutrality, just to support the current Emperor, because the young Pope back then had already dared to fall for Emperor Jo-Pil.
Min-Cheol walked in, and seeing the mess that had been made, he clicked his tongue.
To the outside world, he was benevolent, without blemish, and always smiling. It was even rumored that he never got angry.
But behind that benevolence was a twisted desire, one wrapped in jealousy and obsession towards the Emperor.
"You’re already in this state without me, your majesty," he said as he knelt on the floor, resting his head on the bed and gazing into the Emperor’s face. "Did you have fun?"
