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Punz x George - My Knight

I didn't watch really any of the King George arc but this was requested and seemed really cute :)

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George sighed, sparing a glance outside at the beautiful castle garden before his attention was snatched back to his task at hand: dealing with his subjects. One after another they trickled into the palace, each with a complaint that seemed more ridiculous than the last. George was ready to explode when a blonde haired kid came in and complained about being punished for killing someone's pet.

After he was done telling the kid to scram, one of his knights finally closed the doors to prevent any subjects from bringing new, stupid complaints. George peered down at the knight from his throne, normally the knights wouldn't care if he was exhausted from dealing with people, they wouldn't close the doors until 8 p.m. sharp. The knight in question turned just in time to catch George staring, who ducked as his face flushed a bright, tomato red.

He didn't know why he was embarrassed, there was nothing wrong with looking at a knight, especially one that acted so strangely. But, he wasn't just looking, was he? Those piercing, stormy blue eyes and the dirty blonde hair that framed his face so perfectly, it was enchanting, to say the least. He was enchanting. He made George's heart race furiously in his chest and he wanted nothing more then to kiss him.

That last thought knocked George back into a reasonable state of mind. Kiss a knight? That was far too beneath him. 

I wonder what I would look like beneath him?

George's face flushed a new shade of red, he quickly stumbled off his throne and strided towards the door to his private chambers.

Another knight stepped forward, "Your majest-"

"Not now Sap," George dismissed, waving his hand, "I'm tired and will be resting in my chambers. Do not disturb me."

His room was quiet and cool, the perfect place to unwind after an especially frustrating and flustering day. George slipped off his robe and removed the heavy crown from where it rested on his head, he unfastened his vest, he pulled off his boots and placed them side by side right next to the door, he then took off the jewelry that ornamented his body. Finally, he was left in only a loose button up and his pants.

George collapsed on his bed, allowing his sore muscles to relax on the soft mattress. He lay there in complete silence for a solid ten minutes before the sound of his door opening alerted him.

He shot up, "Sapnap, I said-" George stopped mid sentence as his eyes made contact with familiar stormy blue ones.

"I'm sorry your majesty, I just thought you might prefer some company?" The knight invited, stepping further into the chamber and letting the door close behind him.

George's face heated up and he turned away, hands absentmindedly going up to straighten his hair, "Well, I certainly wouldn't mind your company."

The two sat in silence for a few minutes, George fidgeting as his mind raced while the nameless knight simply stood by the door and observed the ornately decorated room. 

"What's your name?" George finally asked, eyes looking anywhere but the knight.

"Well, my name is Luke, but everyone has always called me Punz."

George finally met Punz's eyes and offered a weak smile, "Uh, thank you, Punz. For, uhm, helping me earlier."

"Not a problem your majesty-"

"Please, call me George."

Punz smiled, "George, it wasn't a problem, I could tell you were getting frustrated."

"Still, you didn't have to and I appreciated it." He stared at his knight, accidently letting the lightest trace of desire into his gaze. 

The two were caught in a trance as the room filled with an electric desire, the room seemed to get smaller and smaller and, before either noticed, Punz was standing right in front of George.

"George, if I may," He dared, breathless, "I-"

Before he could finish that thought George grabbed ahold of his shirt and yanked the other into a passionate kiss. Punz quickly responded, not wanting to leave a second for doubt, he gently bit George's bottom lip, eliciting a moan and taking that chance to swipe his tongue into the other's mouth. 

George let himself be prodded onto his back on the bed, wrapping his legs around Punz's waist as they continued the fight for dominance. Punz's hands grazed against George's waist before they slipped under his shirt, nails gently scraping his sides as he explored. His hand's tweaked at George's nipples, causing the king to moan softly into the kiss.

Punz broke the kiss and made his way to George's neck, where he kissed until he found the one spot that made his king gasp. He sucked a dark hickey there, a reminder to himself about what they had done, Punz then explored down to George's collarbone, stopping only a second to pull off the button up. 

He made his way down George's torso, leaving marks and hickies far more freely now that they wouldn't be easily spotted, afterall a king and his knight were forbidden this kind of intimacy. George was gasping and moaning the entire time, lightly flinching whenever a new spot was peppered with kisses.

Finally, Punz made it to George's waistline.

He looked up, his gaze locking with George's, "George," He faltered, "do you...?"

"Please, please  Punz, I need you, please!" George babbled, hands reaching down to entangle themselves in soft, blond locks. 

That was all he needed. Punz gripped George's pants and pulled down his pants and underwear in one swift movement, giving George's throbbing cock some much needed release.

George didn't even have time to gasp at the cold air before Punz had taken the tip into his mouth. He took his time taking the hardened length further and further into his mouth, his rough hands wrapped around what he couldn't. After a minute, Punz reached George's base, the cock was hitting the back of his throat and it took every bit of self restraint to not gag at the intrusion, but it was all worth it when he looked up.

His king was wrecked. His face was flushed a splotchy red and his torso was covered in bites and bruises. The look on his face was something Punz had dreamed about being able to see when he took this job, pleasure evident in every scrunch of his nose and red pigment splashed across his face and ears, yet a look so gentle in his eyes that made Punz want to cry. 

He knew he had been staring too long when George's hands gently tugged on his locks, encouraged him to continue.

Punz got to work. He hollowed his cheeks and began to bob, his tongue tracing every vein it could reach. George moaned, practically screamed really. Punz hummed deep in his throat, causing another loud moan to rip out of his king. 

George's hands gripped even tighter in his hair, "'m gonna cum-!" He keened, throwing his head back against the pillow when Punz didn't pull off but instead sucked even harder.

And then he came, deep inside Punz throat and, like a good knight, he swallowed all of it, not grimacing even slightly at the salty flavor.

Punz pulled off George's spent cock, wiping his mouth with his off hand while dressing the king.

George grabbed Punz's wrist, "What about you?" He timidly asked, face blushed a pinker red then the splotchy one from before.

Punz gently pulled himself from the king's grip, "That was a lot, you should rest, your majesty."

"I- can I see you again?" George frantically burst out, "I mean, we don't even have to do anything sexual, I just, I really like you."

"Of course, your majesty."