Not gonna lie, I'm serious rethinking a rewrite.
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Thragg bit the inner parts of his bottom lip, while seated on his red, gold, and silver throne, which felt as comfortable as sitting on a chair made of bricks.
That fight between Thula and Anissa had awakened something in him, and he was having a difficult time getting it out of his mind. In fact, it was so distracting that he couldn't fully pay attention to Lucan at the moment.
From what he's heard from Kregg, Lucan is among the first to get a mate. Lucan was surprisingly quite soft. The repopulation plan was put into action merely four months ago in January, and from what Thragg was told, Lucan found a mate almost immediately.
Although he seems to be struggling a bit for some reason.
The dark skinned Viltrumite kneeled before the Emperor, with more than a little bit of shame saddled on his shoulders.
"You understand, your request goes against the Emperor's orders, right?"
Kregg, who stood beside the Emperor, his face showing displeasure and disappointment, asked.
"I understand General, however…"
"There is no "However", Lucan. Our race is on the brink of extinction, yet you selfishly wish to abstain from performing your duties?"
Kregg raised his voice and octave higher, further displaying his disapproval.
Honestly, Kregg couldn't grasp it, he didn't understand why Lucan, one of the finest Viltrumites, would become so soft that he would go so far as to want to go against the Empire all because his mate asked him to.
Of course, Kregg himself had yet to participate in the repopulation plan. However, in just four months, Lucan had completely succumbed to the wishes and desires of a weak human to such an extent. It was absurd.
The main crux of the issue was that Lucan's mate wanted a monogamous relationship with him, meaning he wouldn't be spreading his seed all over for great effectiveness for repopulation but instead simply ploughing the same spot.
Under normal circumstances, this wouldn't have been an issue, in fact had he done what was required of him and then found a mate to be monogamous with after, this wouldn't have been an issue at all.
"I understand that my wish is selfish, and I'm willing to accept any punishment for it, but please, I be–"
Kregg cut the man off before he could finish the sentence.
"SILENCE!!! You are a Viltrumite! What is this pathetic form you've devolved into?"
Kregg's anger and disapproval shone through. What he was seeing was not a strong, robust, and rigid Viltrumite warrior but instead an easily swayed soft pushover.
Kregg's shout had managed to force Thragg to pay attention to the conversation. His eyes locked onto Lucan's form. From his perspective, it was as if Lucan was begging for his life, but he didn't see that as a bad thing.
"Lucan…"
Thragg began, forcing Lucan to look up at him. There was resolution in his eyes, a man prepared to do anything for his mate.
Thragg suppressed a smile. Humans worked fast. It's been four months, yet one of the finest warriors was now as human as they could be. It was genuinely crazy.
Although thinking about it, most of the Viltrumite had never experienced the kind of emotions that come with having a relationship.
In essence, Lucan was emotionally stunted, so when he got in a relationship, any Viltrumite warrior walls he had crumbled the moment a woman showed him compassion, and everything hit him all at once
Thragg guessed that Lucan was already in the stage where he wears pink bathrobes and sleepers after a bath.
Thragg in his past life was among the men who believed that nothing could make a man grow and mature better than a good woman. Both men and women complement each other.
"You can have it your way…"
"Your Grace–"
Thragg quickly cut off Kregg's words with a raise of his hand.
"But under two conditions"
There was a bit of hesitation in Lucan's eyes, however, he resolved himself and spoke.
"Name them sire, and they will be done."
"First you must sire at least two children."
That was simply enough. Two kids were an easy task, hardly a condition, really.
"Secondly, in a month from now, bring your mate here, I wish to see what kind of human woman changed you like this, don't worry, she won't be harmed, I'm just curious"
"Understood sire"
With that, Thragg dismissed Lucan. Although he couldn't help but feel a bit hopeful, that little battle between Anissa and Thula had reminded him why he came to earth in the first place, and by the looks of it, his plan was going very well.
"You're Grace, I have a question"
"I can guess your question already, and the answer is simple. We are in no rush, The human woman will die in maybe 60 years from now and Lucan will find another mate and besides I didn't intend to restrict the number of mates one can have, that isn't something I planned on being an enforced rule."
Thragg reasoned and Kregg could only let out a sigh, he couldn't help but notice that the Emperor had become a lot more lax as of late, even the way he spoke told that his personality had shifted significantly.
"Very well sire, as you wish."
He put up no arguments. he had no reason to argue regardless.
"In any case, why don't you start doing your part as well? You've been by my side long enough, and the duties you've assumed till now will be delegated to Anissa."
For the most part, Kregg has assumed duties that a military General shouldn't have mostly because Thragg trusted him, however now that Anissa was the Emperor's mate Kregg would need to return to his military duties.
Plus, in the future, he will be in charge of training the new generation of Viltrumites.
"Understood your grace"
Once again, the general made no arguments, although he had hoped he wouldn't have to, but if he must, he will. He wasn't the type to disobey orders.
With that, Thragg dismissed the general and was finally left alone.
"Finally!"
He exclaimed. What's left is to deal with his current problem. That battle between Anissa and Thula had stimulated him to a terrifying extent.
He briskly stood from his throne and began thinking of his next step. He hasn't felt the urge to rub it out, so it almost felt foreign to him.
Not only that, but he felt it was pathetic for an Emperor to do such a thing. Most Emperors from Earth's history just took whatever woman they wanted.
"Well whatever, I'm still a normal dude at heart"
With a shrug, he walked towards the exit, a door that would lead him to his chambers.
However, just as a few steps before he could reach it, the door slipped open, and Anissa walked in.
"My Emperor!"
She was quick to give him a salute. The typical Viltrumite salute was a fist striking the left of the chest, hard enough for it to be audible.
"Anissa, I thought I said to rest?"
He gave her a good look, saw the small but still reddish cut on her cheek, and her hair looked to be still wet. He assumed she had just finished taking a shower. There was a visible bruise on her face, not something significant, just some discoloration.
For some really odd reason, or perhaps because he was in the mood, he found her current state to be a little more than just sexy. The still-wet hair, the fresh cut, and the small bruise really added something that he couldn't describe.
"Of course Sire…"
She paused, finding herself at a loss for words at the moment. It was a bit difficult breaching the topic. Had it been anyone else, it would have been easy, but this was the Emperor.
"As your mate, I thought it would be prudent to speak with you"
She spoke with confidence. However, her words seemed evasive, and her voice lacked the strength it usually had.
"Alright, we can walk and talk then"
He walked forward, expecting her to step aside and walk beside however she remained rooted where she was, something that initially puzzled him at first.
"The talk I wish to have with you is a little more… intimate"
There was a small delay before Thragg could respond almost as if unsure of something before his eyes bulged just slightly as he realised what she was getting at.
"Oh! Are you sure you're in a state to engage in something like that?"
His words could be taken as an atrocious attempt to flirt. However, that was not the case. He was genuinely worried. After all, it hadn't even been an hour since her fight with Thula. He did not think it would be good for her to engage in sex at this time.
Although if she wasn't against it, he was more than willing.
"I am a Viltrumite sire, unless dead, I am always physically able."
"hm"
He hummed. If he had to admit it, that was kind of hot. Her strength and will were very admirable.
He got close enough to touch her face, as stated before Thragg, or rather James preferred women who were also a little more gentle and soft.
However, it was obvious that it was subject to change, and besides, a good-looking woman was a good-looking woman.