Hello everyone, thank you for reviewing and favoriting my story. First thing, the story might have a few more chapters. I was thinking maybe 2 or 3 more to make an even 10 chapters. I had mentioned that this was going to be a short story after all. Secondly, the Queen didn't really have a name in the manga/anime, so I gave her the name "Anna" because it was somewhat common of a name for Germany and easier to remember.
Also, Warning, this chapter may contain some graphic imagery…And milk.
I don't own the Royal Tutor
I Want to Tell You a Story
Chapter 7
Screams echoed the birthing chambers once more. Bloody curling screams that one would think that one was mercilessly tortured to produce. However, this was just another birth of a potential heir to the kingdom of Granzreich. When the screams ended for a moment, they were replaced with heaving panting come to a red-haired omega.
Heine was giving birth for the second time. He had gotten pregnant as soon as he went into heat and much more judgment was cast upon him with doubtful and hateful eyes, especially from the Queen and her court of mistresses. The new mother had the luxury of knowing that her son, Prince Kai, would be more of a suitor for the throne then his children ever would, even if Eins was the crown prince. That was a title that was only planted on his head because the king couldn't prove that Eins wasn't his child.
Kai was now a little over a year old now, and the toddler was as quiet and docile as a lamb, though he already bore such an abrasive expression on his face that it looked unnatural. Heine had little interaction with the baby, for the Queen had made it entirely clear to Viktor that Heine was to have no part in Kai's early interactions. She was his mother, not Heine.
Heine had no intention of crossing the Queen, so his focuses were on Eins, and his second child with Viktor. Though as the pregnancy progressed, Heine had feared for his life. Without a doubt, the Queen could easily send an assassin for him and kill him, but he feared more for his child within him. Eins came out early, and it worried him greatly that he would give birth early once more, but that all had passed when Heine was passed his eighth month of pregnancy and his stomach couldn't be hidden by his clothes or even blankets. Heine's newest concern was that if he was carrying a large child or multiples.
The labor pains started one Late-March evening when Viktor was trying to make love to his mate to set off the labor. Heine was almost overdue, and Viktor had heard stories of women and omegas going into labor after a few rounds of intercourse. Heine had only agreed to try the idea as he was unable to deny Viktor once the King began showing him affections.
Heine's water broke violently when Viktor was thrusting into him.
Since then, Heine had been in horrible labor. He was carried off to a cleaner bed, and as he was being tended to by the assigned doctors and midwives, Viktor had left the room to fetch Eins, despite Heine's protests against it.
The sun was setting on the day of March 30th, and Heine looked like he was about to die. The doctors were concerned greatly that the baby was now stuck due to Heine's small stature and requested that they try alternative measures to the king. Viktor was reluctant. However, seeing Heine barely conscious and not making progress for over several hours, he nodded, and the doctor and midwife began to make preparations.
Eins had been standing next to his father, concerned for his papa who could only try to catch his breath as the contraction seeped away for the moment. Eins soon approached Heine and took his hand, worried for him. Eins was now seven years old, and even vigilant as ever. His father had interrupted his late-night studying and informed him that his papa was soon going to give birth to another sibling. Eins had followed and had watched as Heine writhed in pain, often going to his side to give comfort bit Viktor pulled him away, telling him that he should only watch. Heine had tried his best to assure Eins that he would be okay, but the longer his labor, the more doubtful he was of himself.
The doctor and midwife came back with a stretcher, and with Viktor's help, they moved the pregnant omega on it.
"Where are you taking him?" Eins asked fearfully.
"They have to take the baby out before it's too late. Omegas have a harder time delivering babies," Viktor informed his son. "I wanted you to see how difficult it is for omegas to give life and how much we need to value it from them."
"Will my papa die?" Eins asked.
"If God graces this birth, he should be fine," Viktor assured. Heine let out another scream of pain as a contraction hit him as he was being carried to a clean room for the C-section to take place in. Eins shook to the core when he heard that scream once more.
Soon, another son was born. Heine was in a sensitive state as his stomach had been sliced open to remove the baby out, and Viktor held the new son soon after. Fully-grown and with light color locks that were a few shades darker than Viktor's, though could quickly change into Heine's red if genetics allowed. The baby had red cherub cheeks, kicking and screaming as though stretching.
And so, Bruno, the third prince, was born.
Heine took over two months to recover from that surgery, and in that time, he spent it bonding with the baby and reading aloud his books. He was still learning as well, but being bedridden for so long, he needed to do something to keep him from being bored completely. He also found that reading aloud helped sooth Bruno to slumber and quiet.
Viktor had walked in during one of these times and smiled, "how are you feeling today?"
"I'm doing better each day," he replied tersely, "how is Eins? I haven't seen him much. I think he's avoiding me." Heine said truthfully.
"His new tutors often take most of his time nowadays, and he doesn't seem to have much time for sleep, let alone seeing you," Viktor commented lovingly, sitting on the bed and brushed some hair from Heine's face. "I heard the Queen is expecting once more," Heine spoke as he didn't, or rather couldn't, be intimate with Viktor, and the look in Viktor's eyes seem to have said that he wanted to have sex.
Viktor pulled back, feeling scorned, "yes, she is," he said.
"Congratulations," Heine said, "it is for the best that you try to assure your line has as many successors as possible." Viktor could tell that Heine was feeling hurt by this, but he wouldn't dare reveal his true feelings. As Viktor's mate, he had a hard time accepting the fact that there was another person who he showed love for, even if he didn't feel it. Not to mention the Queen was all but proud to flaunt her newest pregnancy around Heine despite their small interactions around the palace. Heine didn't hold any ill-will towards the Queen since he was more than aware that he wasn't even supposed to be Viktor's mate.
The baby began to whine, and Heine forced himself to get up and walk over to the bassinet, leaving over and lifting Bruno up. The baby hadn't grown much since his birth, and Heine appreciated that small fact. He was still weak, and if the baby got any heavier, he would have a hard time picking him up. He held him closer and sat down in the nearby rocking-chair. Viktor watched as Heine seamlessly opened his blouse with one hand and guided the baby to his breasts.
Viktor was amazed. "I knew Anna breastfed Kai, but I wasn't aware omegas could do the same." Heine gave him a quizzical expression, "I have a nipple, and I was pregnant, so I can lactate," he replied. A strange look was in Viktor's eyes as he said that, and a smirk appeared on his face. He approached and leaned over Heine's ear, "I wonder how your milk tastes," he teased.
Heine turned, and with a monotone expression, he said, "don't you even dare. This is for Bruno."
"But Anna's milk tastes good, and I bet yours is even better!" Viktor said, and Heine grimaced. "You've…Never mind, it's none of my business to ask," Heine looked down and watched his son nurse despite how it was uncomfortable for him still. Omegas always had a harder time nursing young, but Heine seemed to have done fairly well, though Eins had to be weaned and given some formula since he had a small amount of milk at the time.
When Bruno finished nursing, Heine burped him over the shoulder and rubbed his back softly. Viktor leaned down and smiled at the baby, "he looks like you," Viktor commented. "I bet he'll be as smart as you as well."
Heine made no comment and stood up, and walked back over to lay Bruno down for a nap once more. The baby's blue eyes sparkled with intelligence, just like Eins did when he was a baby. While Heine was up, Viktor wrapped his arms around him and began to kiss his neck as his fingers played with the sensitive nipples, making some milk come out. Viktor pulled his hand away and licked his fingertips, a dominate growl emanated from him, "you do taste better than Anna does," he said.
Heine began to quiver under Viktor's touch, feeling his mate's urge and his own swelling member. "Not now Viktor…Bruno is right here," Heine said, trying to hold his moans.
"He's two months old Heine, he doesn't even know what we're doing," he reminded the omega. "Now, let daddy get a taste of your milk," he purred and took Heine to the bed for some adult fun.
Heine's blouse was removed, and soon the omega was as bare as the day he was born. His cuts still bore thick stitches down his stomach but were healing nicely. Viktor though Heine was still very beautiful and was bearing a thick mother's glow around him. He couldn't resist the urge to fill him even more with his seed. He enjoyed the sight of Heine being round in the midsection, it showed he belonged to him and him alone. Viktor praised Heine's body like a sacred temple at the beginning of their love-making, but when things got hot and heavy, Viktor's Alpha was released, and Heine knew that he was Viktor's.
Viktor teased Heine's nipples once more, and milk was leaking out of them. The alpha had to have another taste, but he wanted it from the source. He laid the omega on his back, and crawled over him, and began suckling at his teet. Heine moaned and cursed himself for being so sensitive. "That's for the baby!" He exclaimed.
"Don't worry, I won't drink all of it," he said before he switched to the other nipple and teased the first one with his fingers. Heine was leaking profoundly from his swelling teets. For omegas, they had a small supply before their chest would deflate back to their smaller sizes due to the rising testosterone they still produced in their bodies.
When Viktor finished his daily supply of milk, Heine got on his hands and knees, and his entrance was clear for Viktor to claim him once more. He entered, and Heine moaned out. Viktor was more than pleased that his hole was like a keyhole, a perfect fit to unlock his pleasure. Viktor began to tear into Heine, rapidly going inside of him and making the other cried out, this time in pain. Unlike his heats, where a natural lube was produced from his body, Heine wasn't even prepped for this, and it hurt so much that it felt good. He didn't even know how it was possible.
Viktor soon released and it was only then that he realized that the baby had been crying for some time now and Heine was bleeding from his stitches popping and from his entrance because of how rough Viktor had been.
He needed to be more careful.
That next January, Leonhard was born. The Queen was joyous over another child in her life, just as Viktor was. His family was growing large, and he was expecting Heine to go into heat once more. He was more than excited. If preferred, he wanted his children all by Heine, but remembering how the last birth went, he wanted to hold off on making Heine pregnant once more. While the Queen had handmaids and wet-nurses to tend to both her and the child, Heine was by himself. He took care of Bruno and Eins by himself in the small section of the palace. In fact, Bruno, not even a year old yet, was already crawling around the palace. Heine was much more at ease with taking care of Bruno, and it seemed like Heine was the only person he liked. Anyone else who held him made the baby cry unless it was Eins. In fact, other than Heine, Bruno loved Eins, though the child didn't seem to pay too much attention to Bruno despite them being brothers by the same two people.
What child would want to deal with an infant anyways?
Viktor held Leonhard and smiled at his son. This child was a clone of him. Already bright blonde hair on top of his head and blue eyes. This was definitely his child. Kai took more from his mother, but Leonhard could have been birthed from him, that was how much they resembled each other. "Another beautiful child from you Anna," he smiled and kissed her forehead as she rested on the bed.
"He looks just like you," she smiled along, "such beautiful features."
Viktor returned Leonhard to Anna, and said, "I'll leave you alone for a while, you need your rest," he said sweetly.
However, her eyes grew sad, "you're going to Heine, aren't you?"
Viktor looked guilty, "I'm just going to inform him on your successful birth."
"I know you may not care…But it hurts me every time you go to his company instead of staying in mine," she informed him. Her eyes filled with pain. "I know he's your mate…but I'm your devoted Queen…the only time you ever want to be with me is to produce sons," she said. "You don't even look me in the eye whenever we do it either."
"Is this really the most appropriate time to talk about such things?" Viktor asked. "You just gave birth. Do you really want me to have sex with you right now?"
"Of course not!" Anna exclaimed. "I want you to spend more than a night with me…I know you are the king, and you have royal duties, but it hurts to see Heine with your sons and you spending time with them more than mine sons. The sons that have an actual true claim to your throne."
Viktor was mad, but he hid it well, "we'll talk about this when you're more clear of mine and don't have a baby in your arms." He stormed out of the room, leaving his Queen to cry with her son in her arms and an ache throughout her body.
Heine got pregnant for the third time that October later that year and gave birth to another son on June 29th. Heine had an easier time birthing this one, and Viktor was proud to have another son, but when he saw this child, his heart soared. This boy looked more like him with his blond locks and eye shape and even color. It was another joyous moment for the two of them. Heine had named the baby Licht because of his light color hair.
And now, there is a Crown Prince with four potential heirs to the throne. Viktor's legacy was secured.
A year later, Heine had two young children and a moody ten-year-old son who was the same height as him now. He had his hands full trying to raise the two sons. They often spent time with their other brothers, Kai and Leonhard in the royal nursery. Heine didn't want his sons away from his brothers. Why make the kids hate each other? The Queen reluctantly allowed the boys to play with each other as well, but more for her sake since she wanted some peace and quiet to herself.
Heine stayed and often played with the boys, having easier interaction with smaller children since he used to help young children when he lived on the streets. Eins had other tutors, and he sensed that the boy didn't want much to do with him anymore.
However, some unforeseen events occurred, and everything changed for Viktor's happy home life. Viktor didn't know what happened, but soon, Heine was gone. He had left the palace late one evening and had left a note.
Dear Viktor,
By the time you're reading this, I'll be gone from the castle. My time spent here with you had been a fortune one, and I was able to help secure your dynasty with two more sons. However, my true calling is being a teacher first. And so, with a heavy heart, I leave our sons here in your care. They deserve the best and a true mother to call their own. The youngest will not remember our time together, but I want this to happen. They can more quickly adjust to the Queen to being their mother. I do wish that you keep my existence secret from them. They should not be ridiculed for my being their parent as Eins had been over these last few years. I realized why Eins began to resent me in recent years and I have to atone for my sins still. My children will be safe and well-cared for more here than wherever I'm going.
I will always love my children, and I will always care for you Viktor. Perhaps one day, our paths will cross, and I may be a better service to you than just a bearer of our children. I wish to become useful for our kingdom like how he agreed upon many years ago.
Your Faithful Mate,
Heine Wittgenstein
