You had been promised to the prince of the kingdom before you were even born. You knew this day would come, it was inevitable. You'd been trained how to be a consort from the minute you could walk in a straight line. Classes upon classes on etiquette, history, diction, even on how to walk and dress worthy of a royal consort.
What you didn't know was that the kingdom was ruled by not one, but two princes.
Born to different mothers, they were as different as night and day. Toji was as dark as a moonless night: pitch black hair, jade green eyes, scars to commemorate every ruthless battle he'd been in. Kento was fair as a summer's day: light blonde hair, erudite, there was no one in the kingdom who could win against him in a battle of wits.
Everyone expected the half-siblings to fight it out for their birthright, possibly ending in one's death. But surprising everyone, even their own late father, the brothers had joined forces. Brawn and brains, together their kingdom prospered. They shared every victory, every decision.
And now they're going to share you.
"Relax Kento, this is not the first time we've been with a woman," Toji drawled lazily from the couch he was lounging on.
"Of course not. But you have to admit this is different. In all aspects. She's a princess. She was literally raised to be a consort to a king. A king, singular," Kento's voice rose a pitch as he got his thoughts out, "We do not know how she will accept us."
"She knows what she's getting into, Kento," Toji responds, his voice low and comforting, "Just be ourselves, that's all we need to do."
"But..." Kento's protest was cut short by the guard announcing your arrival.
"The Lady Consort, your graces," announces the guard, as you're ushered into the grand bed chamber. You keep your head low, the cloak covering your head and most of your body. Not that you were wearing much, a simple lace nightgown was what your handmaidens dressed you in.
An outfit designed and selected to confirm a consummation.
The guard turns on his heel and leaves, and you're left standing there, goosebumps rising on your arms as you feel eyes on you. You slowly raise your head to see them.
Toji moved first. For a man his size, he was extremely light on his feet. He flips the hood off your head and snaps the cloak off your body in seconds.
You stare at his face, taking in his green eyes, the sinful smirk, that slight scar across his lips.
"She's certainly a feast for the eyes, Kento," he says to the blonde man behind him.
Kento moves behind you, a reassuring hand at your lower back, trying to stare down the wolfish grin that grows on Toji's face as he drinks you in, "I apologize for my brother. Restraint is not one of his virtues."
"He's right, but the things I can give you while restraining you..." Toji responds suggestively.
You swallow, your mouth suddenly dry. But you feel a warmth bloom in you belly in the position you find yourself in.
Between two strong men, their scent and voices making your senses heady.
You know what's going to happen tonight. You'd fought a silent dread for years now, wondering how you'd muster courage on your consummation night.
Maybe you wouldn't have to. Your husbands look like they know just what to do with you.
"Maybe a bath first?" Kento suggests, breaking you out of your thoughts.
"Wonderful idea, as always, brother," Toji says as he walks towards the bath chamber, stripping off his clothes along the way.
Your face heats up as you catch a glimpse of his toned back muscles.
"He's a bit of an exhibitionist. Don't let it get to you," Kento says, trying to ease your mind. "We've been so looking forward to seeing you since the ceremony last month. Our lovely bride. I hope you'll be happy in our kingdom."
Kento's smooth voice quiets your nerves and you let him lead you towards the bath chamber.
Where Toji already sits in the giant tub of warm, sudsy water.
"How about Kento gets in, and then you take your time to disrobe and join us?" Toji suggests, his eyes glinting with mischief, "Would that be easier for you, princess?"
You did not miss the teasing tone stroking the way he called you princess. You'd been called that your entire life, but never in that tone.
You dart behind the changing screen and peek through the gaps to see Kento undress and enter the bath.
"Any time now, princess, we're waiting!"
You slowly emerge from behind the screen, the skin of your face and chest blooming colour as heat and shyness shoot through you. You remember your lessons and walk perfectly poised right into the bath, where the men promptly move towards either side of you.
The warm water, the desire rising through your body, the heat radiating off your husbands' skin....you were close to passing out.
"Take a sip. It'll cool you down," Kento passes you a goblet of chilled wine which you gratefully drink.
The alcohol flows through you, calming your nerves, you lean back and let the warm water soothe your muscles.
Toji's thumb touches your chin and he gently moves your face closer to his. "May I kiss the bride now, princess?" You nod and his lips press against yours, his warm tongue licking the seams of your mouth seeking entry. You open and moan deliciously as Toji kisses you like he's tasting you.
You feel his hand move towards your stomach, your hands shoot out and grab Kento's for support.
"Skittish little thing," Toji whispers against your lips. Kento takes your hand and kisses his way to your neck. You turn to him, a moan caught in your throat, let out when he kisses you just as deeply if not more.
Kento tastes like the sweet wine he gave you. You try to mimic the movement of his tongue and he hums in approval. He moves down, kissing your jaw and your neck, grazing his teeth along the lobe of your ear. You let out a small whine as you feel Toji's breath on the other side of your neck before his teeth gently grazed the skin.
"Princess, are you getting all hot and bothered?" Toji whispers in your ear.
You feel your cheeks redden as you realise that you need more. More hands touching you. More of their lips against your skin.
Kento takes your lips in his again while Toji gently tells you, "I'm going to touch you now. I'll be gentle, sweetheart."
You moan as you feel his rough, calloused fingers slowly flit across your thighs, higher and higher, till they reach your pussy.
"You're soaking down here, dearest," he says as his finger slowly move into your pussy and stroke your clit. You jolt, breaking Kento's kiss.
"Touch her with me, Kento. Let's give our wife her first taste of pleasure," Toji says, not breaking eye contact with you.
"Anything for our sweet wife," says Kento as his fingers easily finds Toji's, but moves lower towards your opening. He gently eases in a finger, making you buck up.
The sensations were too much, wave after wave of pleasure washing over you, making your legs weak. Toji kept rubbing slow circles on your clit, increasing the pressure every now and again, whispering the dirtiest things you'd ever heard and moving his tongue along the shell of your ear. Kento's finger touched places inside you that you'd never dreamed could bring you such pleasure.
You lean back, their voices and touch going to your head, making you dizzy with want. "I--- I'm going to cum..please I..I can't," you gasp out.
"What lovely first words to hear from our wife, eh?" Toji snickers teasingly as he rubs your clit faster and faster. He wraps a strong arm around your waist to ground you as Kento slips in another finger and moves it in a come hither motion, touching that perfect bundle of nerves inside you.
You come apart as your orgasm hits. Your body goes stiff as your moan wantonly, burying your head against Toji's shoulder.
He holds you as you come down from your high. You lift your head to see Kento licking his fingers clean of your slick. Your eyes widen in embarrassment as Toji tells you, "The night's only beginning, sweet thing."
