Hector's First Marriage

Third Person P.O.V.

It’s a festive day in Agrabah. The whole city stopped to celebrate the marriage of their only princess and her foreigner consort. Despite the misgivings of a strange/exotic outsider marrying the princess, the people of Agrabah warmed up relatively quickly to the guy.

First, with some coins well placed in the right hands, rumors of how he saved the royal family, and consequently the whole of Agrabah, from the hidden tyranny of an evil sorcerer spread pretty quickly.

It is also very well known that he is the one paying for the whole wedding, including all the food and gifts to the populace. It also helps that, despite being an exotic fella, he is pretty handsome and charming.

A little walk while he throws off some money to the public while announcing the marriage also helped gain a favorable reputation.

While the sun is setting and a lot of people are working hard to complete the last preparations of the wedding, Hector is on his own, putting his clothes on at a leisurely pace.

His choice of clothing is a simple white - it seems white, being the color of a marriage, is the rule even in this world - robe that would not be weird outside a theater play of ancient easter country.

He received those clothes as a gift when dealing with a company in the post-apocalyptic world. It’s bath clothes by the way, but so fancy with their gold threads that they can be passed as something royalty can use.

“Marvelous! Marvelous! Just a bit tighter here, and loose here…” Obviously, he also has the genie playing the seamstress to him, prickling him with needles here and there.

He didn’t even need to make a wish for that; it’s just a hobby for the guy.

“...and a cape.”

“No capes.” Hector interrupts him

“A cape is incredibly necessary! It’s imposing, it makes you look bigger, it billows in the wind!” The genie strikes a hero pose using a costume suspiciously similar to Batman.

“Okay, but not glued to my shoulders.” Hector relents. He can’t deny that capes are indeed cool, and he is not gonna fight anyone.

“Done”. With a Poof, a white cape drapes his shoulders, held together by a golden chain, covering his left shoulder and side of his body, while the other remains exposed. The asymmetry gives a cool and regal air.

That was not a wish, the genie can give those small freebies… but the cape will disappear eventually.

“Hmm~ Indeed not bad.” Hector praises while looking at himself in the big mirror “It covers the left side to hide a sword, right? I see… It is not just for cool points and to protect from the sun or cold.” Hector immediately analyzes the practicality of something like that.

Maybe he will make a personalized one for himself, a hooded mantle maybe, he is a traveller after all. He can use it in non-modern settings.

“Stop thinking about useless stuff… You are gonna get married, dude!” The Genie says excitedly to Hector.

Outwardly, Hector doesn’t look that excited. “I know… I’m just figuring out my feelings.”

It would be a disservice to associate Hector’s expression with his inner feelings, his heart is a little more complicated than his calm face.

It’s not that he is not excited, happy, or even nervous… It's just that no emotion is overwhelming the other, and it feels a little underwhelming because of that.

Normally in those situations, a man would be jumping with joy or be a nervous wreck… But he is calm. And he can’t say for sure the reason.

It can simply be the fact that he is calm individual overall, it can be because he doesn’t truly love Jasmine, the foreign wedding also gives a stange feeling of all of it being a play, maybe is the fact that he knows that this will be a short marriage so he is not committed to it like most people, this will definitely not be his last wedding…

He rummages through all of these feelings in his chest. He doesn’t regret agreeing to the marriage, in some way, going through this experience is exactly what he is looking for in his travels. His conscience is also clear because he was transparent with Jasmine.

“But I still feel like I’m taking advantage of her…” He says loudly. It may be irrational, but that is how he feels. “I’m not a sociopath, at least. Good to know…”

“Ah man, stop moping around! How can you be such a downer on the day of your wedding??” The Genie sighs loudly

“I’m not mopping around, I’m just a mature guy that likes to grow as a person, and the best way to do that is to think things through.” Hector says in a half-bragging tone that is one of the things he likes about himself. 

The fact that he is humble enough to always do some introspection and self-reflect, he feels that this is the right way to live his life. Each moment has a deeper meaning that he can discover and remember for the rest of his life, or till he learn something new.

Some would say that it’s better to “live in the moment”, to simply enjoy the now. Hector sees no problem in doing that and thinking about it simultaneously, or a little afterwards, or a little before…

Feelings are fleeting; they can go away… The way he is feeling now can disappear the moment that Jasmine appears to him at the altar, and even this change in feelings is something that he wants to be aware of and remember.

“I think you are an overthinker.” The Genie says

“I do not disagree with that and I think it is better than being reckless.” Hector says while smoothing his clothes “A calm overthinker can choose to act reckless now and then, but a reckless person rarely can choose to be calm. I prefer to have control over myself.”

“Stoic, huh?” The Genie says in a deep voice, change to a muscly and serious Greek statue

“Yep.” Hector agrees and nods to himself, satisfied with his appearance. “I should have cut my hair…” He comments a little later on his long hair, falling over his shoulders

It’s on this length for a long time, the Hercules Method allows him to have control over all hair in shi body, which reason why he doesn’t grow a beard for now.

‘Well, I will cut in the next world because it is modern, and it would attract a lot of attention, so I guess I will enjoy it for a little more.’

He combs his hair with his fingers, putting the left side behind his ear and letting the rest a little loose. It combines well with the clothes, giving a noble feeling. Having long and well-maintained hair is a symbol of status in many cultures, after all, and his curly locks are luscious enough to make envy blossom in the heart of many women.

“Now, I’m ready.” He says to himself “Hm, still here, Magic Carpet? Go to Jasmine, she needs to make an entrance.” He turns to the carpet that was simply lying around lazily. After his words, the magical item perks up and flies out the window.

With this, he did his part, now he only needs to show up and marry the princess. He was already informed about the customs around here, not much difference from what he knows, it’s even easier… There’s no “I do” moment, the couple just needs to hear the speeches of different people, especially the Sultan, kiss, thank the guests who come to watch and retire to their chambers to consummate the wedding.

He likes that part very much, but is still irked with the fact that he is gonna lose the banquet. Apparently, there’s something about the night being to their partner or something like that, probably because men tend to have multiple concubines, so they need to spare at least the night of the wedding with their wife, and not go get drunk or whatever.

He already bribed some servants to save a little of each type of food and bring it later to his future room, so that is not a big problem. He plans to bring Jasmine on a little tour around the world with the magic carpet to give the servants time to follow his orders.

It would be awkward if they knock on the door while he is banging the princess…

……………………………………

He still needed to wait for some hours… Hector arrived at the wedding place and started spending his social battery talking with the people around him. Despite all, Hector is an introvert. Till some years ago, he would barely talk to people, and even after many years, he continued to barely talk to people.

Sometimes he spent months without uttering a word to anyone. Maybe that is why he monologues so much in his mind.

There are ways that he can circumvent that shyness, a boost of confidence comes from his powers, and the knowledge that is essentially better than everyone around him.

But isn’t this arrogance? Yes. 

Some sprinkles of arrogant thoughts can go a long way in giving someone confidence and increasing their self-esteem.

“I can kill everyone here, if I want…”

“Those guys don’t even know high school level math…”

“I can leave anytime I want…”

“They never went beyond the desert…”

It obviously can’t be taken too far, because it could become dangerous, but those thoughts are a good “cheat way” for a social inept guy to act tall and confident if the situation needs.

It even helps him ignore some slights of nobles and princes who are snubbed by the fact that he stole their chance of marrying the princess. So it's a good thing, despite coming from an ugly emotion… He just needs to keep it in check and find balance, like in most things in life.

One day, through his experiences, he will cultivate real confidence, but for now, this acting is enough.

This way, he continues to fake smile to everyone but his soon-to-be father-in-law, keeping a straight face even when he was questioned about his background, the lies coming easily and naturally… All because of his hidden arrogance acting as confidence, holding his social engine going with fumes.

‘Ugh, can we start already?’ He sighs in his mind while outwardly looking interested in a tall tale of noble ‘Jasmine and the Genie are really the only people worth something in this place…”

Those people with high status don’t like him, and it is hard for him to tolerate them. That is not his style; he wants to be free enough to see someone being subtly antagonistic, with veiled jabs behind sweet words, and just tell him to “shut the fuck up, bitch”. Or break some of his bones…

‘What a man doesn’t tolerate for a woman, huh?’  After this world, he is gonna go back to his roots and be alone for some years. At least going through this made him discover that he really likes Princess Jasmine.

Maybe he doesn’t love her like his soul mate, the woman of his life, and all that. But Hector knows himself well enough that if this whole wedding was just an unpretentious, casual moment to him, he would have lost interest and simply gotten out of there.

He is free-spirited like that. 

But sometimes you do things you don’t like for people that you like, you put it in the balance and see what weighs more. 

‘I guess this is adulting, or something like that… Whatever, it is just one night… And I know they are like that because they are jealous of me. Suckers~’

There’s also that obvious fact that Hector’s woes will eventually be rewarded, and it doesn’t take long. The first gasp is all he needs to look up and see the princess slowly hovering down while standing on the Magic Carpet.

After his first look at her, nothing else matters… All his annoyance evaporates as easily as a drop of alcohol in the desert. His beautiful, soon-to-be wife is worth more than a night of putting up with annoying people; he would tolerate dozens of times worse.

Her garments are white, for some reason reminding him of western weddings, but that is where the “westernization’ ends. He can’t say the official name of her bridal dress, his lack of knowledge only allows him to say that her gown reminds him of an anarkali or a lehenga.

It covers most of her body, the upper part a tight bodice, while her skirt is long and full. There are gold details all over her body, even in her long sleeves, and she is wearing a veil that covers the whole half of her face. She is not wearing a headdress of any kind, opting to have some of the jewels that Hector gifted her in the shape of flowers adorning her dark hair. Two particular jeweled flowers hold a long piece of white cloth, too short to become the train of her wedding gown but long enough to be the tail of the dress.

She looks enchanting enough to silence the big and noisy crowd. Hector personally likes that the choice of white and gold creates a huge contrast with the dark sky, attracting attention to her, and then creates another contrast with her chocolate skin tone.

He is the first to break the spell and walk forward a little. The Magic Carpet understands the assignment and drops down in front of him so that he can present his hand to the princess.

“Do I even need to say that you look beautiful? Or do my eyes pass the message clearly enough?” He smirks at her playfully, exaggeratedly bowing like her many suitors once did.

This is an inner joke between the two. He acts pompously as the rejected suitors, and she acts as how they expected a princess to act, instead of the surprisingly free-spirited tomboy Jasmine is.

“Hmm, you may utter your pleasantries… It will please this princess.” She says with a faux haughty face, her chin and nose raised.

“Nothing more fair… You look stunningly gorgeous, my princess. For an instant, I thought a second moon appeared in the sky.” He declares to all to hear.

From everyone, the two are acting with decorum and how protocol mandates, but internally, they are holding back a laugh.

“Hmm~” Jasmine releases an approving sound while her lips tremble.

“Please.” To stop them from making a fool of themselves, he guides her to the altar.

She takes his hand graciously, but not without pinching his palm a little, he pinches back… And they go like this the whole walk, pinching each other while keeping a straight face.

“Be serious, princess.”

“You, be serious.”

For some miracle, they are able to keep dignified postures till the ceremony starts and during the whole thing.

It is less dull than what Hector expected, shorter too… The Sultan said some things, other people he doesn’t know also said other things he doesn’t care about, the normal populace cheered every time their names were mentioned, and that is it.

The whole city is raucous enough that it's already partying, so there’s no reason to make a longer ceremony, so Jasmine’s father finally says.

“Why don’t we jump to the part everyone is waiting for?” The Sultan says with a smile “I declare, my dear daughter, Jasmine, and her chosen companion, Hector… husband and wife.”

The whole city explodes while they share their second kiss, intense but chaste. After that, they turn to wave and slightly bow to everyone.

Hector and Jasmine decided to go a step further and hop on the Magic Carpet to wave to everyone in the city. The carpet flew above the whole of Agrabah, everyone jumping and waving back to the passing newlyweds. Everyone was happy eating the food distributed at the banquet.

“Haah Finally…” Hector stretches his arms and feels the cool breeze of the night. 

Jasmine giggles “Acting like that, it seems that marrying me was a chore.” She raises a challenging eyebrow, leaning against his side while the two travel on the Magic Carpet.

“You said that because you are not stuck in that place with those people.” hector looks at her. “Should we go back and greet everyone then?”

“Please no.” She says horrified

“That is what I thought.” And the two laugh.

A comfortable silence falls on them while they watch the night sky.

“Sooo… Husband and wife, huh?” Hector finally says to break the ice

“Husband and wife!” Jasmine confirms in a fit of giggles “What? Having second thoughts already?”

“Nah, it's just that reality still hasn’t settled in…”

“Hmm~” A playful glint appears in her eyes. “Maybe we should work to make it settle in…” Her tone is suggestive and full of innuendo.

“Oh, and what do you have in mind?” Hector plays innocent, but his eyes are anything of such. Now they are married and alone… If she plays too much, she is gonna get it.

“I am open to suggestions… After all, I’m all yours now~” She looks at him coyly.

“All mine?” He raises an eyebrow

“All yours.”

“All of this?” He makes a bold move to reach for her breast and squeeze it. The fabric is thin, so he can feel the natural softness and even the nipple hardening because of the cold night.

To his surprise, Jasmine didn’t react like the usual tropes… No slapping away, no playful saying “stop”, not even getting shy… She narrows her eyes and puts her own hand above his, making him squeeze her breast harder.

“All.Yours.” She says, pausedly, her voice sultry.

“...” And that is enough for him.

It’s only for respect for the Magic Carpet that he didn’t rip off her clothes right there and now. His free hand gives quick taps on the carpet. 

“Back to the castle.” He says before pulling her to a deep kiss. 

A making out session it’s okay, he thinks while the carpet makes a U-turn and speeds back.

……………………………….

The carpet makes quick work of the travel back, good for it, otherwise it would get dirty.

Hector didn’t even wait before jumping on the balcony of their shared room with Jasmine in his arms, lips still locked in a kiss. He doesn’t waste time moving to the big bed, but a problem happens…

After throwing her in the middle of girly yelps, the two hear a Clink. Looking up, they see some female servants setting the table with food.

“..................” The situation is a little awkward.

Hector above the princess, the servants stiff in place…

“Out! Now!” It’s the princess who says in a strong tone, and no one dares to disobey, even while staring at them upside-down and with her husband above her, the authoritative tone is unquestionable.

The servants scurry away quickly, leaving the things where they are before closing the door behind them.

“Well, where are we?” Hector asks with a smirk, trying to get back in the mood

“We are in the part where you deflower me.” She answers coyly.

“...” Hector can feel his blood speeding up through his whole body. “Princess… Wife…” he says slowly “You are playing with fire…”

“Am I?” She asks cheekily

“Yes… And I will remember all of this. Another day, I will make you pay for all of this, but tonight… Tonight I will be gentle.” his tone was threatening before getting soft. He caresses her hair before continuing “The first time is not always good… I have methods to make it less worse, but not good. It will become good eventually, so tonight… let me make it as pleasant as possible, the night that you will never forget.”

“Alright…” She says, finally showing a hint of shyness.

Hector smiles and goes to whisper in her ear “Then one day I will teach you a loooot of things~” He says huskily before biting her ear lightly.

His mouth moves to kiss her neck and collarbone. She only hugs him while enjoying his kisses.

“How is your education about… sex?” he asks while getting her ready, his hand and mouth working in tandem to get her body hot, testing what she likes.

“Hm~ To let my… Ahn~ husband do what he wants, and gracefully accepts it. Hmmm~” She was talking between moans, feeling his hands lightly pinch her nipples over the clothes.

But her words made Hector stop, his teeth that were ready to bite off the clothes hiding her breasts opens, and he raised his head to look at her.

“Seriously? You are taught to be a dead fish?” He asks, incredulously

“Well, there are some books… But they simply told me where it goes, that it hurts the first time, and that I should accept anything my husband wants to do with me.” She answers.

“...okay, can’t say that I’m that surprised, but damn… Ahem Sex is more than a chore to make children, my wife.” He says while looking at her. “Now speaking a little more seriously, if you trust me, I can teach you a lot of fun things to do between us.”

“I obviously trust you.”

“Then it’s a deal.” He smiles. “We are gonna enjoy this together. You and me. Learn what each other likes and show our love by making the other feel good… That is how love is made.” 

He lowers his face again to her breasts “Tonight let me love you.”

“Uhm~” She releases a moan of acceptance while Hector finally removes her clothes gently, making her breasts jump freely. They are not enormous but enough to fill the palm of a hand.

“Your skin is so beautiful, I can spend the whole night kissing every inch of it.” Hector compliments while kissing her lower and lower..

“Your skin that is beautiful, it’s like the moon…” She says back between moans.

“...that’s new, but thanks, I guess I’m the exotic one here. The shiny pokemon.” Hector stops for a second before going down once again. “Let me show a little of what they didn’t teach you.”

“Wha- Oh. OooOooh~ Ahn~ Nhg, Mmmmm~” Jasmine was caught by surprise when he started kissing her pussy lips.

He does it with gusto, despite being in a non-modern world, the princess is as clean as anyone in a modern setting, and he is even surprised that she was smooth down there. Probably it’s because she has a group of servants to take care of her and all the money, she is not a peasant.

Hector does everything in the book to her, he licks and kisses her lower lips, his tongue explores her insides, and while his fingers rub her little bean. Each action elicited a big reaction in the virgin princess.

It didn’t take long for her to have the first orgasm of her life, Jasmine’s whole body tensed, and she was not timid with her scream.

“AaaaAAaaan~ That… that… That…” She can’t describe what she was feeling, her breath labored as she slowly went back from her peak.

Hector proudly sits up and starts removing his own clothes

“Tonight is only the prelude, but better nights will come.” He says before going back to business.

…………………………………..

The next morning, Hector is awakened long before Jasmine.

He calmly stays still while the princess, now his wife, uses him as a hug pillow.

‘I guess this can count as a new experience…’ he thinks. Taking the princess's virginity was not as good as he thought.

Beyond his male ego being stroked, he needed to be too careful with her. Even with some massage and pressure point techniques he could do, it was not a pleasurable experience for him. He was not able to let loose.

‘Hentai lied to me, haha. Maybe I need some ero magic or something like that…’ He looks down at his wife sleeping face, her peaceful sleep is enough for him. It is proof that his patient paid off, and he didn’t traumatize her for life. ‘We can start from now on…’

He is not disappointed, that is just one of the many things he confirms that is not as easy as many media portrays. Anyone with two brain cells would expect something like that, and he doesn’t have any “perk” to help.

And it's not like having post-marital sex with his new hot wife was such a sacrifice… Life is good.

So he just cuddles with his new wife and kisses her forehead, enjoying the little time they will have together.

“Hmm~” She reacts to his kiss, and her eyes flutter open

“Good morning, wife.” He says, smiling.

“Good morning, husband.” She answers while cuddling closer to him.

“Wanna do something today, or spend the whole day in bed?” he asks

“Bed!” She says immediately, her arms hugging his neck and bringing him closer.

Yes, life is very good. He will just forget the deadline for now.

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