The Princess and Her Dragons (Akatsuki no Yona Fanfiction) *SMUT*

Chapter 14: Hot and Jealous Shin-ah

Warnings: explicit smut, exhibitionism (slight), fingering, biting, size kink, cursing. 

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Storming off into the luscious gardens, you barely even noticed the relaxing breeze that normally set you at ease, too caught up in your own frustration to notice the vibrant colors of the flowers and the soft blades of grass underneath your feet.

Groaning loudly in exasperation, you rounded a corner to the pagoda, throwing your hands up and screaming in the empty grounds as the yell ricocheted off of the stone walls of Hiryuu Castle.

You were so done with men.

At least, the ones who weren't yours.

Huffing, you pouted to yourself and plopped down on the bench, needing to cool off before you went back.

These airhead nobles hadn't stopped talking to you, preventing you from going back to your room and you were rapidly growing sick of playing nice. Why did your father insist on you entertaining them?

A clatter followed by a crash caught all of your attention and your head snapped up to see none other than the blue dragon.

"Shin-ah?" You called out curiously, a hint of relief painting your tone as you brushed off your skirts and stood up bashfully. "I was just—"

Your voice caught in your throat as he closed the distance between you two in five quick strides, his hand automatically cradling your face.

"Are you... okay?" He asked quietly, worry seeping in his tone as his eyes flitted over you and you blushed.

It had happened twenty minutes ago.

He had been on his way back from the library, wanting to show her the new book he found when Kija introduced him to something called 'reading'. He found it fascinating but he was struggling with the long and complicated words and hoped that you had some time to read to him.

At least, that's what he was hoping when he found you but the sight that greeted him was an unwelcome one to him and it made his blood boil.

You were with other men, in your fanciest dress with your hair done up all nice so much so that he would've been distracted by your beautiful shoulders and luscious curves of your body if it had not been for those people touching you.

Shin-ah gawked at you from where one of them had their hands on your waist at his audacity. While he knew that none of his dragon brothers or Hak were allowed to brazenly tell off the suitors in public, as instructed by the king, he didn't know what to do with these conflicted feelings.

And while he knew that the gesture was mostly innocent, just meant to steer you in a direction that was less crowded, it lingered on your lower back for a beat longer than was considered appropriate.

He was willing to let it go until the guy grew braver and whispered something in your ear, making his hands clench at his sides as he held himself back from storming over there and disrupting the tranquil afternoon atmosphere.

On one hand, he knew that you could handle yourself. Seriously, he had seen you flip one guy over your shoulder when he got too handsy, even though you were in your nicest gown with heavy skirts.

Hak snorted so loud when he saw you toss that man twice your size onto the floor like it was nothing.

But although Shin-ah cracked a smile as Jae-ha chuckled off to the side, seeing you handle yourself at the party was one thing; but seeing you here with no protection other than a few guards, he didn't know how to feel or if he was allowed to go over there and remove their hands from you.