The King's Paramour - Jikook

Crowned

"Meet your new king, Jeon Jungkook," the deep voice rang across the town. Everybody in Busan and some from many foreign cities came to see the crowning of the new king of Korea. He was a handsome male, quite young, only 19 and taking over such a large responsibility.

Many people in the crowd cheered and talked amongst themselves, disapproving of the young age of their new ruler. They thought he was too young to lead a country. That he should be doing things the typical 19 year old would. Many would disagree, that although Jungkook was young, that didn't mean he was incapable of ruling a kingdom. Though, if they ever were to meet Jungkook they'd immediately take back that argument.

The male was very childish. He was more interested in eating and gaming rather than following in his father's footsteps. He had only been a prince for 19 years. So he had no responsibilities. Prince Jungkook was a very big fan of playing games and lazying around. But now that his father has become too old to rule a kingdom, he, as the only heir, had to take on the role.

He had no interest in being king. "What would they need me for?" the young male would think. "There are rules and shit! I'm a child I won't be able to rule over a kingdom any better than an old man can!" he would argue with his father. But everytime, his father would face him with the fact that no, he isn't a child, he's an adult.

So here he was, taking over the responsibility of ruling and protecting Korea.

After the crowning Jungkook had to have a huge party and deal with queens and princesses from other kingdoms attempting to seduce him. His father would be choosing his wife anyways so it doesn't matter if he takes an interest into a certain girl. The only thing he could do was suggest her but if there was a more powerful queen who was attending the party then she had no chance.

King. The word left a bitter taste on his mouth. He didn't like the idea of Korea being at the mercy of his hot, veiny hands. He just wanted to be a normal teenager who played overwatch and stayed up nights binge watching k-dramas. He never asked for life as royalty.

He didn't want to be responsible for keeping Korea safe and happy. Why him? Why did he have to be born as royalty. Sometimes he wondered what it would feel like to swap lives with somebody. He could go to public school, make real friends, and get into a relationship.

The idea of being like everybody else made him feel warm, but moments after the feeling would fade after being hit with the reality that he was no normal teenager, but a monarch.

He wished he could be equal to everybody else. He didn't want special treatment, he just wanted everybody to think of him the same way they would an average person, not some royal, spoiled brat.

"Hi there," a living goddess greeted him with a smile. He noticed how her chest was slightly puffed out to make her breasts look bigger, giving her an unnatural posture. Her dress was short and minimal, yet pretty. Jungkook would be lying if he said she wasn't attractive. The male would fuck her in a heartbeat.

When he was a prince and found an attractive girl at a party he would always take her. But now, he was a king. He couldn't just continue fucking girls left and right.

"Are you royalty by any chance?" Jungkook asked the young female. She raised a brow, "No?"

Jungkook smiled, "Then I can't do anything with you, sorry." The pretty girl frowned, before replacing it with an elegant smile. "What they don't know, won't hurt them, Baby~" she purred while running her finger down Jungkook's clothed chest. The taller considered it for a moment, before removing her hand.

"As much as I'd love to fuck you, I can't, I'm sorry," he sighed. The female looked upset that he wouldn't accept her advances. She decided to be more straightforward.

She ran her finger down the king's entire abdomen before her slender hand landed on his crotch, she boldly rubbed. Jungkook visibly tensed. Thankfully, at that moment, Jungkook's best friend, who was a prince (and soon-to-be-king) from an allied kingdom, butted in to the exchange.

"Oi, Guk, go away Yuna," the handsome prince added. Yuna huffed and walked away. "How's it feel to be king, eh?"

The younger hummed, "It's alright, just now I can't fuck girls randomly anymore." Taehyung laughed, "Jesus Guk, you're so horny. I wonder if you'll ever find a true lover."

Jungkook smiled, "Honestly, even if I did I probably won't ever be able to marry her." Taehyung frowned upon noticing the sadness in his friend's voice, but before he was able to bring it up, the king's father came running over and dragged Jungkook across the room to an ethereal female.

"Jungkook, this is your fiancé," his father said with a grin on his face. "She's from an extremely powerful kingdom and I'm sure ours could benefit a lot from you marrying her," his father whispered to him through a forced smile.

Jungkook flashed his fiancé a charming smile and went to stand next to her. She smiled, leaned into his ear, and whispered, "I have a boyfriend, let's only do this for our kingdoms, yeah?"

The taller sighed in relief, glad that the two of them were on the same page, he nodded with a grin on his face. His father looked slightly suspicious but brushed it off.

Jungkook hated his entire life. All he was to his parents was a heir. Someone to take the crown and continue their legacy, nothing else. They didn't care if he was upset, hurt, etc. He got everything he wanted besides from the affection of his parents. Taking care of him was like a duty, not something they did because they loved him, but because they have to.

As he grew up and realized this, he genuinely didn't care. He didn't dream of receiving love from people who would never give it to him. The only person he trusted with these words were Taehyung. Unlike him, Taehyung had loving parents, who genuinely thought of him as more than the next crown. His friend felt pity for him, having to grow up with parents that only thought of him as an object was saddening.

A fairly attractive young man tapped Jungkook's shoulder, politely trying to get his attention. When the king turned to him he introduced himself, "Hello sir, I'm Jinyoung, your personal assistant." Jungkook smiled awkwardly and shook his hand.

The monarch looked to his right and nearly fell over. There was an ethereal young woman shaking his wife's hand. Her face was absolutely show-stopping.

Her pink plump lips were so inviting, they outshined all of her other stunning features. The woman had the prettiest, biggest eyes, they were a warm, chocolate brown and enhanced her features nicely. Her nose was pointy and upturned, covered in a natural rosy blush, that was complimented by her milky skin that glowed brighter than the moon.

Don't even get Jungkook started on her body. She was unbelievably curvy. A big bubble butt and wide hips, thick thighs, long legs, narrow shoulders, slender arms, she was the whole package.

Jungkook was whipped at first sight.