#can you tell I used to write an extensive amount of game of thrones fic? lol

[ladysomething]

i love all abo historical fics but especially "Charles as a whore hired to help Max lose his virginity before he's set to get married to a high ranking noble omega and then they fall in love?"

just some thoughts

-max is a high ranking alpha (maybe a lord, maybe even the prince) who has spent most of his teen/early adult years as a military leader. but now the war is over and he's got zero sexual experience after living with alphas at war for so long. so his dad (or someone else) hires a whore to lose his virginity before max starts seriously pursuing omegas to court.

-charles was born to a poor family, he and his brothers have to solely support their mother from a young age. his mother is sick and the brothers get desperate, so charles takes up a man at the tavern who offers him enough money to feed his family for a week in exchange for his body. for the next few years he makes money this way. he never takes a knot though - no historical birth control 🥲

-one day charles is "going to work" when a man approaches him, he's looking for an omega for his alpha son to knot. he's offering good money. by now the family is worse off, arthur is sick too and charles is desperate for money. charles weighs the pros and cons but realistically, he's been malnourished for a while and hasn't had a proper heat since he presented, therefore he's unlikely to get pregnant. say in this au omegas generally only conceive during heat. so charles agrees.

-max doesn't want to sleep with a random omega. he's not confident enough to go out on his own and he's nervous about the omega his father is going to bring him. max covers up his awkwardness by being the alpha his father wants him to be: angry, dominant, controlling. the omega brought to his room is perfect, better than max could have dreamt up. he's meek and submissive. he does what max tells him to do. it's frustrating, it's not what max wants at all. he tells the omega to strip, he strips. max tells him to turn over, he turns over. max tells him to present, he presents. max can't do it. he pulls away and throws a sheet at the omega to cover himself while he tries to figure out how to not fuck this omega and make his father think he did.

-but charles feels like he's burning up and he never gets turned on for a client, but now his pussy is dripping. he doesn't like this alpha, he doesn't know him but he needs him. charles begs the omega to fuck him and max...can't turn him down. it's awkward and messy and max is sure this omega has had better, but max gives the omega what he wants. they spend the night breaking charles' heat - the first one he's had since he was thirteen.

-the next morning max feels okay for the first time since he left for war. he's settled in his skin, warm and content. then he realizes the omega in his bed is still a whore, regardless of the incredible heat sex they had last night. he needs to make the omega leave so he can forget him and move on. then the omega wakes up and max can't.

-turns out they're true mates, which is special and rare, and had mated during the haze last night.

-and charles gets pregnant from it. lol.

anon, you plotted this out better than I ever could so here: have a few hundred words of this AU!

"Charles?"

Max slams the door to his chambers behind him quickly.

Charles has rolled over in Max's bed, head poking out from the top of Max's bed furs.

"Max," Charles breathes, relieved. "I-I've missed you."

Max swallows. He's missed Charles, too. He doesn't know if it's real; they don't know each other, not really. But they're mated. Charles' bite is in his throat, and Max's teeth are marked in Charles' skin. The longing to be with his omega is the realest thing Max has ever felt, even if it's a lie.

They've been apart for too long, now. Once his father had found out that he'd accidentally mated the whore he'd hired for him, he'd sent him out of Holland.

You're marrying a high-born omega, his father had screamed at him. I don't care who you've already mated.

Now, it's been . . . Max doesn't even know how long it's been. The moon has completed at least four cycles since he last saw Charles, and each one has been torture. Every omega who has tried to tempt him has been lacking in comparison to Charles. How could any of them ever compare to Charles?

Max has only been back in Holland for a sennight, but he's already tried to find Charles multiple times. Every spare moment he's had, he's been looking for him.

And now here he is. In his bed.

Charles sits up, cheeks flushed red. He looks so-so-

Max crosses over to him, cupping both Charles' cheeks in his hands and leaning down to kiss him. His lips are as soft as Max remembers, and he tastes just as good, too. Sweet, like the taffy he confessed to loving during the night they'd spent together.

But he also tastes kind of . . . milky?

Max pulls back, then presses his nose into Charles' cheek and inhales deeply.

"You smell different," Max murmurs, breathing him in again.

This close, he can hear Charles swallow deeply.

"That's why I'm here," Charles whispers. "Max, I . . . I'm . . ."

Charles shifts on the bed, and then pulls the furs back. Max's eyes are immediately glued to his stomach; round, swollen, too big for his small, malnourished frame.

Max drops to his knees.

Charles, pregnant with his pup. His mate, pregnant with his pup.

"I don't know what to do," Charles confesses, eyes filling with tears. "You've been gone for so long, and I - Max, he's our baby. I wanted you to know."

"He?" Max asks, dragging his eyes away from the bump and up to Charles' face. "How do you . . .?"

"I don't," Charles confesses. "It's just what I think."

Max swallows, then takes a deep breath through his nose.

His mate, pregnant with his pup.

Fuck his father, and what he wants. Max would rather abdicate than be forced to marry some other omega when Charles is right here. Charles, his beautiful Charles, pregnant by him.

"I'll take care of you," Max swears, reaching up to cup Charles' face again. "Of you both. I promise."