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Wedding Bells I

By: Lapsa

For: Eri

"F-father pl-please! I beg you to reconsider!" The young vixen clung to her father as tears welled up in her eyes, her pleading expression barely concealed by noble composure.

"I'm afraid this is our only choice, young Emily..." His expression was one of cold sorrow, stress having taken its told on his greying fur and sagging wrinkled muzzle. "I expect you to make sacrifices for this family, even though it may not be what either of us want. Our kingdom needs it, we have a responsibility."

"I-I understand...i-if that is what it takes...then, I will agree." The girl pulled back, wiping the tears from her face as she struggled to keep her composure.

She gave her father a final hug before he pulled himself into his royal carriage, the crest of her family sitting above the doorframe as the darkened thick windows concealed the silhouettes and muffled voices of her father and brother. She tried to retain her composure even as the carriage sped off - sealing her fate. She was to be a 'sacrifice' of sorts for her family, hard times having forced her to accept a marriage proposal from a long-hated house that now seemed to be the only hope of salvation.

Emily's eyes would watch until the carriage was just out of site as those fears weighed on her mind, a conflicted deep-seated hatred for the rival house that was the cause of so many past and present troubles fighting with her love for her family and kingdom. She'd stare into the distance until a loud crack of thunder far off would break her from her trance, another hand wiping away her face before she retired for the night - the sun already barely illuminating the dull grey city that fell deeper into despair with every passing day.

***

The vixen would awaken to the sound of heavy rain beating on the stonework of the palace, gently lulling her awake as she stood to stare out the window at the sun shining into her window, just barely breaking through the thick clouds. A night of troubled dreams had her sleep in, the tiredness still clinging to her eyes as she quickly bathed and dressed.

She wouldn't be met with the normal face of her father though as she entered into the main room of the palace, nor the solemn statue of metal and valor that her brother became any time he was set to appear in the stead of his father. Instead the air was even more somber than it had been the previous day, the guards breaking their gaze on the young princess as she walked further into the room - eyes eventually fixing on a portly figure on the far side of the room.

"Y-you, w-what are you doing here Merrik? W-where is father?" Her gaze narrowed as she recognized the fat Rodent even through his dirtied suit.

"I would hate to be the one to tell you this, my love." The Rat began as he waddled forward, his girth forcing him to walk with a slight sway to his hips with each step he took towards the vixen as he watched a grim realization slowly creep across her face. "I'm afraid your father and brother were killed on their way back...I myself just barely managed to escape the onslaught"

A brief silence filled the room as an empty chill gripped everyone within - the few guards in there finally looking up towards the vixen as her eyes filled with tears once more. The strange eerie quiet of death would last until she would barely manage to find her words - choking out a few phrases of disbelief as she felt the air around her press down even harder.

"Th-that...that can't be true...h-how!? W-when!? Th-this..." Her words would quickly trail off into sobs as the tears came faster now, her throat feeling like she was being choked as she hid her face in her hands.

"Bandits, they were waiting for us - never saw them coming..." The rat continued to waddle his way forward, the clanking of his feet against the tile pulling the vixen's gaze to him once again. "Your brother and father fought bravely...but - they were overwhelmed."

"N-no...no..." The vixen felt the emptiness inside her grow as memories of her entire life spent with the two poured through her mind; anger, confusion, hatred, fear, all merging together. She had not been groomed to lead, she had not been ready to rule - everything had changed in an instant, everything she knew gone with a few small words.

"If you're in need of any comfort just let me know, m--" Merrik tried to wrap his arm around the vixen as she snarled, pulling back as she screamed out across the room.

"Leave me! You cowardly vermin!" Emily would back herself up as the guards moved closer, a look of understanding on their faces.

"Very well, my sweet. I wish not to interrupt your mourning." The Rat paused, putting on as concerned a look as he could. "I just trust this will not interfere with our wedding tomorrow. My family should be arriving for the event within the day."

"W-what..." Emily looked up, swearing she saw a smirk on the Rat's face before he turned, her sorrow briefly seceding to anger as she let out another growl before disappearing into the hall, mind and thoughts racing as she lost herself in a blur of emotions.

***

The tears still stained Emily's face during the ceremony - the vixen having to swallow her disgust at the grinning devious faces all around her - the unempathetic stares and comments made amongst the rats as they chittered to themselves. None of them mentioned her father or brother, none of them seeming even the slightest bit moved by her solemn expression or the tragedy that had befallen her family.

The events had proceeded so quickly, it all had happened so fast - but she was helpless to fight against the current. With each step she felt a tingle of regret pass through her mind, a voice calling out to her to stop while her father's words of duty echoed in the back of her head. She would have to carry on, for him.

Step by step she slowly made her way to Merrik, happily waiting in the same clothes she'd seen him in yesterday in the center of the small crowd - guards flanking each side of the circle formed around both of them as everyone eagerly watched on.

"I hope you don't mind, I had all this planned in advance, with your father of course - we couldn't move the date on such short notice." Merrik whispered into her ear as he pulled her closer to him, the vixen having to be dragged as her body resisted him.

A mouse figure would push through the crowd, a mouse draped in robes and adorned with emeralds all along his dress. Within a few minutes of speech, the two were together - a few reluctant mumbles from the vixen solidifying her fate, some part of her still screaming at her inside long after the words passed her lips. Her last chance had left.

As the two kissed chirrs and cheers rang out - not of joy - but of triumph. She felt shame fill her mind once again - a defeat lingering in the back of her mind as she fought to pull away from the greasy tight grip of the Rat in front of her. The rest of the day would be spent at the feast, forced to stay by the side of her new Husband as he took full advantage of his new post - boasting and bragging, making toasts and promises. Emily just sat in silence, waiting for it all to end - eyes gazing up towards the sky as the sun slowly sat in the sky.

***

The next days would pass as a blur as a funeral for her brother and father were finally held - their broken battered bodies interned in the museum she had hoped never to have to visit. It wasn't until a week had passed that the thought of the wedding finally came back to her - the deal, the burdens of ruling a kingdom slowly creeping in to force her out of her state.

She had been avoiding Merrik since that day, hardly saying a word to him, pulling away from his attempts to comfort her, from his attempts to court her - and from his ever-devious gaze with a hidden malice behind his eyes. She fought past her emotions time and time again but could never bring herself to confront him - but the situation around her pleaded her until she was in front of his door - knocking on the hard wood as the sounds echoed through the empty halls.

"M-Merrik." The door opened almost before she finished uttering his name, the Rat opening the door in his same suit - urging her in as his face beamed with a sickening delight at seeing her.

"My lovely wife finally comes to see her husband!" He chirred to himself as he set about moving towards the other end of the room where a small table sat - a freshly prepared meal set across it. "Care to join me for dinner, my love?"

"A-actually...I am here about our arrangement...the coin meant to be paid for the marrage."

"Oh, I see." His grin faded briefly before returning, "Well...with your father gone, there will have to be some...alterations - I hope you'll understand."

"And what of our arrangement?" Emily's heart beat a little faster as she felt the blood drain from her face.

"Do not fret, little vixen - for we still will honor our agreement...as I said, only some slight alterations..." Merrik paused as he tried to reach out a hand to the vixen. "I'll be in charge of the funds...you'll have to come to me if you need anything...and the agreement is only valid if you...hmm...properly take on your role and remain faithful to me."

"I-is that all? And what of my request for coin now?" She watched the Rat suppress a small chuckle.

"I've been going over your kingdom's expenses..."

"And?" The vixen stepped forward a bit as she watched the Rat finish up what was left of his meal before standing up again - eyes gazing towards the window.

"I've been thinking, my love." The rat spoke, ignoring the vixen's question. "About these classes you are taking for your...'education'."

"What about my education?"

"I think it's an awful big expense...don't you?" Merrik moved a hand to his chin as he paced around the vixen. "It would be a shame if there wasn't enough money for the kingdom because of it."

"D-did you...j-just..." The vixen's face curled in disbelief in anger, fists clenching at her side as she watched the rat try to hide his grin.

"All I'm saying is that I think it would be better if you dropped your education, you won't get much worth from it anyhow...and I'm plenty educated enough to help out...my queen."

Merrik would reach out a hand to pet at the vixen's face only to have her pull away, tears starting to well up in her eyes as the rat. All her hopes were crushed in that moment that the future would look up for her, the gleaming crocked teeth in front of her telling that the threat issued against her was serious. She was being asked to choose between her education and her kingdom, sacrificing her future and that much more power.

"F-fine..."

"Good, I already made the arrangements ahead of time, I knew you would agree - my sweet." The Rat chirred as the words burned at the vixen's ears, the young queen swallowing her pride as her ears fell flag against her head.

"O-of course...and the coin?" She managed to keep her eyes trained on the rat, holding back her emotions to keep her voice steady.

"It'll be on its way, fret not little vixen." The rat paused for a second. "Though...I do have one more favor to ask...my dearest little princess."

"W-what is it?" Emily's heart began to race again, her voice wavering as she saw a devious twinkle in Merrik's eyes.

"I'd like to...spend some time with my wife...you refused our first night..." The Rat moved his hands to his pants, gliding them to the front as they started to undo his belt. "I'd love to see your mouth do something other than beg for money."

"W-what? H-how d-dare you! I--"

"Now now...we did have a deal...and we are married after all." The Rat's grin showed his large buckteeth as he chirred to himself, slowly working his tight pants off of him. "Now...on your knees."

Emily stood in silence for a minute as the Rat waddled closer, his pants dropping to the ground as his limp member flopped between his legs, a heavy pair of balls beneath it that dangled down almost to his knees now that they were freed from their prison. She could hear her heart beating in her ears, the cold draft feeling like ice against her face. She was frozen, a mix of hate, fear, and disgust leaving her speechless as her eyes fixed onto the Rat's now stern expression.

"I'm waiting, vixen - on your knees."

Emily finally moved, slowly dropping to her knees, mind filled with disbelief at what she was doing. She hated this Rat, this monster that had tormented her family. She could already smell the foul filth from his body as he moved closer - his hand reached down to start slowly stroking his cock.

"You look so cute sitting there on your knees for me...I'm going to enjoy this~"

The vixen winced as Merrik's greasy member smacked against her muzzle, growing harder and harder with each gentle hit until the rat finally let the now fully erect cock drape over her nose - filling her lungs with his thick musk. Emily could already feel her mind buzz, sickening desires awakened by that smell as it became more unbearable with each second that passed.

"You know what to do, vixen." Furless fingers would run through her hair before pulling her head back, the cock pulsing in front of her before she was slowly pushed forward again.

Emily would only put up a small bit of resistance, instinctively closing her lips tight before reluctantly opening them to let the cock push past into her maw - her nose forced against the base of his shaft as sweat and grim caked onto it - burning at her throat and lungs as the taste and smell overwhelmed her.

She'd gag a bit as the Rat held her there for what seemed like forever, chirring softly to himself before just barely letting her up - a brief moment of reprieve stolen away as he pushed her down once again, repeating the process over and over until all resistance was gone.

She'd continue to endure, letting her neck relax as the rat used her - each pull bringing her nose against his greasy rough hair and pubes - wetting her nose with his musk as each breath was even more smothered in his powerful scent than the last. Emily's mind would start to wonder slightly, shameful lustful thoughts awakened even further by that scent - a primal urge only just quelled as she reminded herself how much she hated the Rat now using her, how she was only doing this for her kingdom, for her father.

Emily would continue to fight with those lewd thoughts as the minutes passed slowly, each small chirr or moan that reached her ears stoking the flames as they fanned out across her body. She was already wet by the time that she felt the cock start to pulse in her maw - the Rat's grunts becoming more frantic, almost like a pant, as a few spurts of warm pre trickled down the back of her throat.

"O-oh~ I'm getting close my love~"

She gagged at the taste and sudden liquid running down her throat, more resistance coming back to her neck as she tried once more to fight against his grip. Only a few seconds would pass before the hands seemed to relent, giving her what she wanted as she pulled back - eyes opening once again as she looked up into the Rat's face - now contorted with pleasure as his free hand rapidly stroked at his glistening member.

"Open wide!"

Emily reluctantly complied with the words, just in time for ropes of cum to splatter across her face and clothes - staining her fur as her eyes shut tightly. Her ears would fold flat as she hear his mocking pleasured chirrs, a few more mis-aimed shots landing in her hair. She'd feel the rat step closer before spunk would finally start to pool in her waiting mouth, the taste even stronger than the smell as her eyes began to water at the burning salty flavor.

It took all she had to keep from spitting it out, to keep from pulling away from his grip as the seconds passed. By the time he finished cum was trickling down her chin, the sizable amount of spunk in her mouth barely even for the vixen to handle as her eyes opened once more to see the Rat's triumphant grin.

"Now...swallow."

The words made her stomach churn, the vixen briefly mulling over the command before closing her mouth - gulping down the thick warm load. She could feel it cling to her throat, burning on its way down to her stomach as the musky after-taste remained to continue to fuel that shameful lustful ember burning in her mind and between her legs.

"Good girl." Merrik ran his hand through her hair a final time before pulling his hand away, smearing his cock against her nose before pulling his pants back over his fat rump. "As promised the gold will be yours..."

Emily quickly pulled herself up as soon as she was freed, the cum drying on her fur as she gave a final glance to the rat - wordlessly and shamefully acknowledging him before leaving in a flurry, eager to clean herself up and forget about the incident - face burning with shame all the while.

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