I park my ass firmly on Aladdin's legs and kiss him deeper.

He inadvertently gave me more space to explore as he sat down, so I roam my hands on his neck and chest, enjoying the muscularity underneath his soft skin.

He might be a little more lithe than the usual Zohra, but that doesn't mean he isn't muscular. It's actually nice he's not as bulky.

I suckle on his tongue and earn a grunt from him.

His hand tightens on my thigh, and I crack my eyes open.

His eyelids are hooded, and the sight makes my stomach clench in excitement.

He's also enjoying this, so I'm not being crazy, am I?

I cup his cheeks and keep gazing into his red globes as I devour his mouth.

Keeping eye contact as I kiss him is so intense that I feel my thighs growing damper with how wet I get. It gets even better as he starts letting out small moans. His hands hold me tighter with every stroke of my lips and tongue, even his legs lower little by little.

Then I'm finally against his crotch again and I can say he's feeling it, his cock is rock hard.

I rock against him and moan loudly, having to pull back from the kiss with the shock it sends through me.

Makes me wonder which one of us is the virgin.

Oh god, he's a virgin.

I pant for air and look down at his pained gaze. "I don't think I can keep my vow about your chastity."

"We can't… have intercourse," he pants.

I almost choke from the strain in his voice. Also; who the fuck calls it intercourse especially in this situation?

I won't take the time to question why, but instead make a solution.

"Okay… then no sex," I whisper against his lips. "Just petting. Very… heavy petting."

I stroke my hand down his chest and tease my finger around his navel, feeling his stomach tighten with my touch. He's so reactive it makes it hard to keep this at the heavy petting stage.

"Touch me," I moan under his ear and nibble the lobe. I take his hand on my thigh and slide it towards my wetness. "Make me come with your hand."

Aladdin lets out a stifled grunt and lets me lead his hand to cup my sex.

"Stroke me, honey. I want you to make me come with your fingers," I whisper and nibble my way though his jaw to his lips.

I hold his gaze and help him make the first move by moving my underwear to the side.

"Can you feel how wet you make me?"

I press his middle finger between my lips and moan at the feeling. "You make me ache."

He takes a deep shuddering breath and moves his finger, observing my reactions, so I decide to give him my best show… but I don't need to act much of anything.

He doesn't know what he's doing, but the fumbling makes it even hotter for some fucked up reason.

I lift my hips to give better access, then I press my lips back to his, letting his hand free to explore my sex on his own.

Aladdin presses a finger inside me, but he stops when I moan, so I encourage him with more kisses.

"More, that was good," I whisper and slide my own hand down to his cock.

He stiffens with a grunt and his hand on my pussy stops.

I put my other hand back down and make him rub my clit.

"Circle your thumb on this and thrust your fingers inside me," I whisper, barely able to contain myself. "Don't worry, we won't have penetrative sex."

Aladdin lets out a pained breath and I share the pain. I want him inside me, but no can do I guess.

Finger penetration doesn't count as penetrative sex. Fuck that not being in this deal. I'm too deprived eright now that it's amazing I'm not complaining about the no dicking rule.

I put my hand under his clothes and grab his dick, starting to pump him up and down gently, enjoying his soft gasps and hums.

I thrust my tongue inside him and make his hand pleasure me, he doesn't need another reminder as his finger starts thrusting into me with the same timing as my hand strokes his cock and my tongue thrusts into his mouth.

I grab his shoulder and ride on his hand, starting to moan wildly into his mouth. I increase the speed and strength I use on his cock, feeling it's really rock hard, pulsing and ready to come.

Another finger slips inside me and I think he does it by accident, as his hand is almost unmoving as he focuses more on my hand on his dick.

Aladdin grips hard on my hip and pulls me closer, making it a bit difficult to stroke him, but I move my hand to ring my fingers around his tip and finish him off.

I press my mouth tightly on his to muffle the sound as he comes as I don't want any curious visitors. His hand on my pussy trembles and I put my own hand down to finish myself off, joining on the orgasm.

If only I could, I would thrust his cock into me right and keep riding the tide, but I promised we wouldn't.

I am a fucking Saint.

I slowly pump him through his orgasm and when he winces on a stroke, I stop and slide my hand lower to cup his balls and give them a little massage. A trick I learned with Zohra.

His hand darts from between my legs and he pulls me completely against him, stopping my movements in place.

I suppose it's a bit too intense for him, for now.

I bask in my satisfaction and relax in his embrace. I could definitely go for more, but fuck that was still good.

A little bit of my struggle in the forest feels a bit paid back now.

I peck his cheek as he gathers his breath and lay my cheek on his shoulder, trying to calm my own breath.

"Well I found something you're not too bad at," I whisper and he stops breathing for a second.

My heart is stuttering like crazy… I have this foreboding feeling that I have done something really, really bad, but for now I'm too lazy and inebriated to decipher it.

Aladdin's hold on me eases up, but I won't move away.

I do move my fingers on his balls and he sucks in a sharp breath and darts to remove my hand.

I chuckle as I ask, "Sensitive?" I lean back and lick my hand, tasting his cum.

He hisses and pulls my hand off my mouth.

I snort. "You're so cute."

His red globes look at me and he swallows visibly, which makes me look at his puffed up lips.

Just as I'm about to lean in for a kiss, he clears his throat.

I twist my mouth. "Are you going to chastise me?"

Aladdin blows out a heavy breath and closes his eyes.

"I did not come for this," he whispers.

My insides clench from his voice, but I try my best to ignore the call of my ovaries.

"I'm sure you didn't," I whisper back. "I just couldn't resist you."

His eyes snap open and gaze at me so intensely it makes me shudder.

"Should it not be a male be saying that?"

I bite my lip and shake my head. "Doesn't matter, but you can say it if you want. You can say whatever you want."

I will definitely not mind if he keeps talking, it's very calming… and it turns me on. He has a voice full of mixed signals.

A smile creeps up on Aladdin's lips, making my heart thrum in my throat.

"I am not allowed to have sexual relations with anyone, but my Empress," he says.

My blood runs cold. Oh my god. Oh my god.

I completely put it aside that he's the Emperor. Who the fuck would think he, of all people is —

Oh my god… does he have a wife?

"I am not allowed to speak to anyone, but my family and Empress," he continues and strokes a finger gently on my cheek. "Do you know what that means, my Jasmine?"

My breath is stolen as my name comes out of his lips, it completely enchants me.

Hell, I'm surprised he knows my name after all the rambling I do.

A sly smile rises on his lips. "I came here to ask you to be mine, to go through the proceedings… but you forced the matter. This means you are mine now, Jasmine. Did you know that?"

I take in a shuddering breath and swallow the lump that's my heart.

"Wh-what? I-I'm not going to be anyone's second wife, Emperor or not."

Am I stuttering? I'm stuttering… and what the hell am I saying?

"I do not have one…" Aladdin hugs me against him tighter, as if already guessing I'll try to escape.

"You found the tramp that turned into a Prince with the lamp," he says, keeping his mysterious smile. "And I have taken the princess Jasmine as mine, only her."

It would be funny to hear him describe himself as a tramp if the situation was different.

Hell, it's still pretty funny, but this sounds like an odd proposal so I ain't laughing.

It's also flattering — and a little scary — how much he has paid attention to my nonsense.

"But you cannot be a princess, you will be my Empress," he says with his cursedly alluring voice, playing me like a fiddle.

"I feel like you are going to try and run away, or think this is a joke, but it is not and you cannot hide from me."

He really is an Emperor, the sweet sounding words are tempting and filled with authority I wouldn't have expected from him.

I mean he's the cute, useless… mute lump in the forest, so what the fuck is this?

"Oh boy," I sigh and my treacherous body relaxes, even though I feel like I'm strung way too tightly. "I think we should take a step back…"

Aladdin strokes his hand down, right above my ass and shakes his head, making his horns clunk on the door.

"Dear Jasmine to this Aladdin," he says with a gentle smile. "This doomseed did sprout, and it bloomed to be your cage."

"Fuck… you're unfair to use my words against me," I sigh out, feeling completely captivated.

I really need to snap out of it. I shouldn't be tempted by this guy.

He's talking about being an Empress, a ruler for his species. Fuck that noise.

"I can be whatever you want. Aladdin, doomseed, or anything you call me, no matter what they mean," he says, stroking my cheek. "Just so you will be next to me."

I swear I haven't heard words more clichéd than this, but good lord does he make me want to agree with whatever he says.

"If you're this capable with the art of speech, you could've used that mouth of yours more," I mutter, doing my best to keep my head straight.

I'm losing the battle and I know it, he has quite the hypnotising way to talk, now that the tongue is working.

"I am not allowed to speak as per our laws, and I was not sure what to think of you then… but you are the one who rescued me and kept me alive," he says and I swear he keeps tightening his hold on me.

"I fell for you, you're unlike anyone I've ever met in the universe… and now it is my turn to keep you safe and protected, right next to me."

His lips almost touch mine, I can feel his warm breath tease me with the promise of a kiss.

I feel like those words should sober me, but I'm leaning in. I'm a sucker and enjoy his soft lips once more.

My head is just completely gone from the world. It may have something to do with the alcohol, the sex, or just his stupid voice.

I don't know what the hell is going on anymore and at this moment, I'm not sure if I care.

I pull back and shake my head. Now wait a goddamn second. I shouldn't just bank this on being drunk right?

"No," I sputter. "Where did my innocent Aladdin go? And seriously, where did this non stop chattering guy come from?"

I shake my head furiously and try to pull away, but he's keeping me put.

"You're going too far with all this… you have to be kidding, right? I'm a… whore, you know what that means right? People pay to have sex with me," I say and avoid his gaze.

For the first time I feel ashamed of myself and I hate that.

"Besides, we don't even know each other. You're just thankful for—"

He snatches my mouth between his fingers and smiles heartbreakingly sad.

"I already know everything I need to. When you are mine you will not look at anyone with these eyes, but me"—he slides his finger under my eye, travelling it down to my lips—"You will not kiss anyone, but me. You will not have intercourse with anyone, but me. You will be mine forever and nobody can take you away."

Aladdin palms my cheek and bores into my soul with his gaze.

"We have all the time in the universe to get to know each other more. I am captivated by you and there is nothing you could do to make it disappear," he says, but then his expression turns a little sour.

"I know I am lacking, but I can learn whatever you need me to. I might be a little… clumsy, but I will do my best to be better for you."

Fuck me. I think I'm in big trouble. I'm getting seduced by him, and I'm falling for it.

He should seriously drop the intercourse-word though, he almost fluffed it.

Aladdin strokes my cheek, down to my jaw and sighs.

"If there is anything you want to know about me, I will share it. But I am what you have already seen… I do not have an amazing or interesting life, nor do I have anything to offer but myself, however undeserving that might be of you."

I bat my eyes. Did he just say he's the one who doesn't deserve me, a whore? I snort beside myself.

"Boy, you sure talk a lot. It would've been nice if you talked when we were… ugh, never mind. You're laying it a bit thick, aren't you?" I say and shake my head.

He's being seriously unreasonable. We've had no intimacy before this. We were buddies, trying to survive. I mean sure I grew fond of him, but isn't this a bit fast?

"You don't have to tell anyone what happened between us, so you're not stuck with me. Don't take life too seriously and live a little. Try out some chicks and live a new life from what you guys had before. Take a page of your brother's book," I say and immediately regret my mouth existing.

It hurts to say it, but it really is the truth, isn't it? I'm just the first woman he's been so close to.

Ah, just thinking about him trying to fuck with any of my girls, or anyone, makes me actually mad. So I guess I'm a bit more than fond, more like I've claimed the son of a bitch.

Aladdin narrows his eyes and pouts a bit, which makes him awfully cute. I'm a sucker for this dude goddamn.

"Did you get charmed by my 'brother'? I know he has lived a different life from mine and he is much better in all things… but I cannot let him have you."

I raise my eyebrow at his mumbling, he sounds like a jealous little kid. Even that is cute, fuck.

"Aren't you the big brother? What are you jealous of him for? Aren't you the Emp—"

"Does it matter what I am?" He interrupts me. "I am just a male, like everyone else. I just have rules to follow. I do not enjoy all of the rules and laws, but there is a purpose to them… or there at least was at a point."

Aladdin stops for a moment, as if to question the sanity of their rules. Which in my opinion is a good thing to ponder, 'cause so far what I've heard they're garbage.

"I do not have much to give," he whispers. "I know being a ruler is not the pressure everyone wants, but I don't need you to do anything but be by my side. I refuse to let you slip away from me. He leans in, hovering his lips on mine. "I choose to break the rules, if that is what is necessary to have you next to me."

Aladdin hesitantly presses his lips on mine and slides his hand behind my neck to keep me in place. I'm not really about to move, something about his shy kiss makes me melt inside.

How can he act so insecure and confident at the same time? It's charming as hell. What a fucking player.

"Please," he whispers against my mouth. "I am begging you to give me a chance."

I choke on my breath, his voice is trembling and it makes me tremble with it.

He's being so heartfelt and no one has spoken such weird sweet words to me before. I mean sure we spent only a little time together so far, but what the hell could this sweet thing do to make me pissed?

I really have such a glass-heart.

I wrap my hands around his head and deepen the kiss he tries to give me.

I guess I could give the sweet little doe my time... I certainly don't feel like running away from him right now.

Maybe someday I'll want to, but now is not the time.

I can always just take off and disappear. He'll probably find me if I stick to Earth, but it also sounds like a fun little game.

"Fine… I'll give you a chance, Bambi," I whisper and twirl my finger on a loose clump of hair that pokes out of his neat braid. "You're just going to have to keep me entertained."

He gives me the doe-eyes and I'm pretty sure he's going to keep me entertained with just his expressions. He's just too charming.

"You know, you should have started with something else than mentioning the Mah'mert. What do… what's wrong?"

Aladdin is stiff with wide eyes, and then he whispers, "They are outside the door."

I freeze with him and ogle at him like he just said he shit the bed. He kinda did, metaphorically.

"We hear," a muffled sound comes from the hall.

We stare at each other, both frozen in place.

"We hear and let the Shurak do as he wants. We have seen and lived through her memories, so it shall be done as the Shurak says," the muffled voice continues. "But do not have intercourse until the ceremony, that's where we draw the line of bending the rules. We shall leave now and meet in the morning."

Time ticks by, but we're still frozen in that one minute.

I… don't really know if I should be embarrassed, horrified, or offended. We were just listened on to while we made out, had some heavy petting, and our conversation.

They aren't even supposed to hear Aladdin's voice… I think. Neither am I, but what the fuck?

What weird, evil witches. Spies of the worst kind.

Aladdin opens his mouth to speak, but only a small whine comes out.

I snort and pat his red cheeks.

"I guess the jig is up, sweet-cheeks. I don't really appreciate being eavesdropped on though," I say and scrunch my nose.

I did eavesdrop on Aladdin and his brother, but this is different, totally different.

These witches just listened to us and didn't even bother to stop for a moment to say; hey, you do you, but no dicking. See you next time.

They rummage through my head and then they do this? Whoa, they're on my shitlist.

"The Mah'mert aren't above your position, right?" I ask, peeved. "I mean, you could just tell them to fuck off right?"

Aladdin huffs and he smiles so his eyes crinkle. "They are not above me."

I curl my lip. "What the hell are they doing then, other than prodding people's minds? I certainly see them as annoying and useless."

"They… keep the peace and help me converse with others. They share their findings with me, but they ultimately need my decision," he says, but then he frowns. "What did they mean they have seen and lived through your memories?"

"Duh, they checked if I'm out to kill you, rummaged through my memories or something. I don't want a repeat of that."

Aladdin frowns, looking like he sucked on a lemon. "They did not tell me that… how were you treated when you got here?"

I scratch my temple awkwardly. Oh boy… haven't they told him anything?

"Eh… they were suspicious of me, naturally, but it's fine now." I say, smiling.

I don't really have a problem with anyone but the witches now. Except, of course, that cunt Karshok. He lied to me, even swearing it on the Shurak, on Aladdin.I have a bone to pick with him.

Aladdin squints his eyes and hugs me tighter. "I will know what happened from the Mah'mert anyway, so please tell me."

"No, really, nothing that bad happened. There were just a few… misunderstandings."

Aladdin hums but doesn't show what he's thinking with his expression. It's oddly