So...what do we think of Omega!Charles attending a masquerade ball, meeting Alpha!Max, flirting/dancing with him, and then spending the night with him? Like Charles gets dicked down so good he blacks out and wakes up all boneless and sore and searching for the Alpha with the sapphire eyes, raspy voice, and inability to stop yapping even when he was balls deep inside of Charles?
Our poor Omega doesn't even know his name or what he looks like behind his mask (they spent all night fucking with their masks on because it was hot as hell). He's whining and complaining and unable to think or sleep without the Alpha (and every time Charles tries to touch himself it just leads to frustration and tears because he can't ever make his orgasms feel as good as his mysterious Alpha did that one night 😭). So after spending days pouting and grouchy, Joris (who's kind of fed up) goes:
"Why don't you figure out who the Alphas at the ball were and sleep with each of them until you find your Prince Charming with the magic dick?"
And....
You know what? That's the best idea Charles has ever heard.
(Even though in this scenario Charles would be Princess Charming searching for his Cinderfella with the magic dick.)
And so begins #Charem where Charles sleeps with every single Alpha who attended the masquerade ball in an effort to find his true mate and secure his happily ever after that will be filled with orgasms, mating bites, and a blissed out Charles ☺️
