Deviant: No Longer Human

The bed in the palace creaked ominously, the noise echoing through the opulent chamber as two shadowy figures engaged in a fierce struggle.

Wang Xiao's fingers clenched tightly in Josephine's hair, his grip merciless as he relentlessly pounded into her from behind.

Each thrust sent shivers of pleasure mixed with pain coursing through her body.

"Mmmmmnghh~" Josephine couldn't help but release a loud moan, her voice filled with a combination of pleasure and desperation.

The sensation of his throbbing member penetrating her deeply for the third time was overwhelming, leaving her senses heightened and her thoughts clouded. As he pulled out, leaving his essence behind, her trembling legs almost gave way.

"H-Hey, wait..." Josephine managed to stammer, her mind struggling to catch up with the whirlwind of sensations. But before she could regain her composure, Wang Xiao swiftly lifted her up, his strength surprising her as he moved towards the window. With one leg thrown over his shoulder, he positioned himself to enter her in the same daring position.

Fear clawed at Josephine's innermost thoughts.

What if someone spotted them in this compromising position?

Panic threatened to consume her, but as the first wave of pleasure crashed over her, all concerns faded away, leaving behind only a rush of ecstasy and the sweet sting of pain.

Time seemed to slow as the room blurred around them, the outside world fading into the background.

Thoughts of consequence were replaced by the urgent hunger for fulfillment. In this moment, she surrendered to her primal desires, allowing the intoxicating blend of pleasure and pain to consume her completely.

Reality faded away, her sanity slipping through her fingers like grains of sand...

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In the confines of luxurious Drottningholm Palace, nestled in the heart of Sylvia, the clock struck 8:00 pm on the 8th of May, 2026.

Under the soft glow of the yellow light, two figures lay entwined, their breaths mingling in the quiet of the grand chamber.

Beneath a luxurious white quilt, Josephine, her form gently resting atop Wang Xiao's sculpted, bare chest, gazed intently into his face, shrouded in slumber.

Her eyes, filled with a complex mix of emotions, pondered silently if the man beneath her remained unchanged.

In a whisper, tinged with her complex web of feelings, she breathed, "How can you sleep so peacefully after committing so many crimes in a single day...?" The words, light as a feather, yet heavy with meaning.

Suddenly, Wang Xiao's eyelids fluttered open, revealing eyes that seemed never to have been closed. His gaze briefly met hers, then drifted downwards, lingering on her breasts pressed against the warmth of his chest.

"Ah!?"

A startled exclamation burst from Josephine's lips in a hushed, astonished yelp. Her cheeks flushed a vivid, deep rose, her eyes widening with bashfulness as she locked her gaze onto him. "Hey, can you be a bit more considerate? At the very least, avoid using your teeth to bite them..." she retorted, her voice a blend of reproach and an involuntary burst of amusement.

Laughter lightly danced in her tone, even as he bit her already tender, bruised nipple, drawing a delicate mix of pain and pleasure.

Josephine shook her head, a silent surrender to his behaviour.

She settled more comfortably onto him, a portrait of serene acceptance against his form.

In the background, the delicate clinking of utensils provided a gentle soundtrack to the scene.

Elina, meticulously arranging trays laden with an assortment of fruits, moved with deliberate slowness.

She filled a glass with water, her eyes darting away, trying their utmost to avoid the intimate tableau beside her, yet drawn inexorably back in fleeting, stolen glances.

The silence in the lavishly adorned chamber of Drottningholm Palace was broken by Wang Xiao's voice, tinged with a blend of curiosity and concern. "You've been suggesting for a while that I'm heading towards trouble. What exactly do you mean?" His eyes searched hers for an answer, a subtle crease of worry etching his brow.

Josephine fell silent, her lips hesitating slightly. She glanced at Elina, noting her deliberately slow movements, before refocusing on Wang Xiao. "You dared to seduce the princess of Sylvergard in her own palace. Do you think nobody will find out?" A tinge of resentment colored her voice.

Leaning closer, her breath warm against his ear, she whispered conspiratorially "Idiot, if you'd listened to me, we could've left the palace to do it. Now you've complicated everything..."

As she spoke, Josephine's mind raced. 'How could he be so reckless? Does he not understand modesty?' Her thoughts were a whirlwind of concern and frustration.

Pak!

Without warning, Wang Xiao's hand landed sharply on her bottom—a silent reprimand for her sharp words. "Watch your words when you're with me," he cautioned.

Already accustomed to the stinging pain on her back, Josephine rolled her eyes, her frustration now directed at a new target. "Elina!?" she called sharply, her gaze piercing the maidservant.

Elina, visibly startled, momentarily lost her composure before regaining it. "Yes, Princess...?" she replied, her voice a careful blend of respect and caution.

"Have you gathered enough information for the Queen, or do you need more time? Your hands have been unusually slow lately," Josephine remarked, narrowing her eyes at Elina.

Elina carefully placed down the tray, her voice betraying a hint of nervousness. "Why would I indulge in such behavior, Princess? Gossiping is not in my nature, it's beneath me," she responded, striving to maintain an air of innocence.

Josephine's eyes narrowed, her inner voice seething, 'She lies so effortlessly. Can I trust no one in this palace anymore?' Outwardly, she commanded, "Leave us. Now!"

Elina flinched at the harshness in Josephine's tone, then, with a slight bow, responded, "As you wish, Princess," and hastily exited the room.

Following Elina's departure, the air seemed to grow heavier. Josephine exhaled a deep, fatigued sigh, the sound resonating with a multitude of unspoken worries. "You see that?" she said, her voice a blend of weariness and frustration. "That's exactly the kind of trouble I've been talking about."

Wang Xiao's intense gaze remained locked on her, his eyes a mirror to his unspoken thoughts. "Didn't your mother already see us together?" he queried, his voice tinged with a hint of suspicion.

He pondered silently, questioning Josephine's motives. Was she weaving tales to emotionally influence him further?

Josephine's response was delayed, her silence stretching between them like a taut string. Finally, her head dropped softly against his chest. "I don't know... Mom has always been against any sort of... you know, fun outside the norm. In school, there were those wild parties where everyone made out with strangers, but she was extra vigilant to ensure I stayed away."

Wang Xiao, slightly perplexed, replied, "I don't see anything wrong with her wanting to protect you..."

Josephine's silence returned, her thoughts swirling. 'Why would he think I wanted to be part of that reckless crowd?' she thought, feeling misunderstood. 'I just wanted the freedom to make my own choices, even if it was just to go and have a drink.'

With a slight shake of her head, she voiced more of her constrained life. "It wasn't just about those parties. She's become increasingly overprotective, almost paranoid. She forbids me from even the simplest contact with the opposite gender, insisting that I've grown up and must avoid such 'unroyal' behavior."

As she spoke, Josephine felt a mix of frustration and resignation. To Wang Xiao, her life might have seemed sheltered and privileged, but to her, it felt suffocating, a golden cage restricting her every move.

Wang Xiao remained silent, absorbing Josephine's words, his expression unreadable.

Josephine continued, her voice tinged with a mix of sarcasm and resignation. "She said I could engage in a relationship if I was serious about it, but otherwise, it's a complete no. Though I often doubt her sincerity. Unlike in films and stories, there's no strict royal duty to remain a maiden until marriage. Many princesses have boyfriends before they're wed.

I guess my mother is just more conservative."

She sighed, a distant look in her eyes. "It was odd today... She didn't overreact on the spot. I just... I don't want to face her again anytime soon."

Yin Yue, muttered under her breath, [Things are certainly peculiar in this palace.]

Wang Xiao nodded internally. The story seemed typical - a paranoid mother or queen - but something didn't quite add up.

Josephine said this overprotectiveness started a few years back, around her middle school years.

It was normal, yet something about it felt off to Wang Xiao.

He was about to delve deeper, perhaps starting by asking about the conversation between Josephine and the Queen the previous night, but before he could voice his questions, Josephine suddenly lifted her head.

Her eyes locked with his, her expression morphing into a faint smile. "Though my mother is strict, in Sylvergard, it's usually the Queen who makes the decisions. So, once I become Queen... I could decree that a princess should remain a virgin until marriage. Doesn't that mean, Wang Xiao, you'd have to marry me...?"

Her eyes sparkled with a provocative gleam, keenly observing Wang Xiao's reaction, as if challenging him with her bold proposition.