No Less Than Kingly____ Sinbadxafab!Reader

23.5

NO PLOT. IF YOU DON'T LIKE SEX SHIT THEN GET OUT. GO TO THE NEXT CHAPTER/WAIT FOR IT TO BE DONE.


Sinbad's hands snaked in an opening of your robes, trailing along the bare skin of your side. His necklaces are dangling down, brushing your neck as he kisses you. The cold metal makes you tense and with Sinbad's hand searching your body you shivered.

"Sinbad." you moan, turning your head to the side to stop him from kissing you.

"What's wrong?" he pants, his hand moving to slide out of your clothes.

You place your hand on his before it leaves, though, and you sit up, whispering, "I don't plan on stopping you from that tonight."

The sound Sinbad makes was between a growl and a moan as he grabbed you roughly, smashing his lips to your. While kissing, you began to unclasp his necklaces, letting them fall to the floor. You were unsure on how to begin taking off his robes though- were they like yours?

The king didn't care much about figuring yours out it seemed, because he just ripped opened your top. He unwraps the shredded fabric from you, tossing it to the ground, and wastes no time in grabbing one of your breasts, kissing you harder as he lays you back down. His hands left you briefly as he began undoing his robes, not stopping the kiss though.

The moment his chest was exposed to you, you danced your fingers over it, following every rivet of his defined muscles. He pants while you do that and kiss down his neck, sucking lightly in spots. You licked up his neck then kissed along his jawline, and he leaned his head to the side while you did.

His hands then went to your waist, sliding them down to where they latched onto your hips and he tossed you towards the center of the bed. He crawled on after you, going in between your legs, both of your lower bodies still covered by clothes. You whimper as Sinbad kisses from where you were still dressed up your stomach, his hands moving up your sides ahead of kisses to massage your breasts.

Your body was on fire from the attention, but you weren't that nervous. You were ready and wanted Sinbad just as badly as he seemed to be for you. His face came up between your breasts and he pushed them together, licking and sucking the flesh before doing the same to each nipple.

Again, you whimper, refusing to meet Sinbad's eyes as he did this. It all felt so good, his warm body against yours and his covered lower body between your legs. You wanted to keep going and move on to the next part.

Sinbad moved back to your lips, your breasts taut and wet with his saliva. He kisses you slowly and deeply as a hand goes down to the rest of your robes. His hand sneaks under the fabric while he kisses you, feeling his way down to your entrance.

You tensed up as you felt him rubbing along it, but he tried to keep your focus on the kiss. Especially as he slowly inserted a finger, his free hand knotted in your hair to keep your head down while the rest of you arched and you let out a staggered moan. It was a sensation you were unused to as his finger slowly pumped in and out of you.

He didn't stop kissing you though, his tongue slipping in once more. Your body was tingling all over and bubbling with all the pleasing stimuli, and you gasped when Sinbad inserted another finger. It felt so good and you couldn't help but to moan and pant.

Then you whimpered in protest as he pulled out his fingers, sitting up, and removing his hands completely. His golden pools looked down into your (e/c) ones and you shuddered as he seductively cleaned the fingers he had had in you. Once he was done with that, Sinbad ripped apart the fabric covering your lower body. You squeaked at the action, but didn't fight him as he tugged the ripped fabric off your hips and down your thighs. He slid the destroyed robes off of you, tossing it off the bed before he went to working on his.

You were shaking with nerves and anticipation now. He knew this, too, as he took his sweet time, slowly taking everything off. Before he let them drop down, though, he just as slowly took his hair out of his ponytail, letting the purple locks drape down his back and some over his shoulder. It caught your eye and you loved how beautiful it was, but you missed Sinbad taking off the rest of his robes.

So when you looked back to see his bareness, all muscled, and hard, you went even more red. You had nothing to compare it to, but to you the thing between his legs looked too big for you and you couldn't help but pull away a little. Sinbad crawls on top of you once more, taking your hands in his while he kissed you softly. He rubbed circles into your hands, before placing one hand onto your back while he led the other to his member.

It was nerve racking as he held your hand to his thick cock, and guided your hand to move. You did as he motioned, adding pressure in some spots while you moved your hand up and down. Sinbad sighed, kissing down your neck, leaving more marks most likely.

He then moves to kiss back up it, nibbling on the lobe of your ear. You shiver at this as he also lightly trails his nails up your back. The purple haired man breathes against your ear while you continue to work his member.

"(Y/n)" Sinbad murmurs low and huskily.

You look up into his eyes and while you removed your hand he pushed you down onto your back once again. He positions himself between your legs, his cock barely brushing against your entrance and you tense up. There was a knot in your stomach from your nerves and your jaw was tensed. Sinbad leaned over you kissing your forehead, a hand moving down to help get himself into your wet core.

"I love you." he whispers, before pushing himself in, slowly.

Gasping you press your hands to his chest, hiding your face in his neck, tensing up. Sinbad strokes your hair, not moving further, and you felt uncomfortable at that point. It was too tight for you.

"(Y/n), you need to relax, ok?" Sinbad hushes.

He pulls you from his chest, laying you back down on the bed, leaning down closer to you. His hands laced with yours and he kisses you sweetly. You breath through the slow kiss, relaxing enough for Sinbad to slowly continue going in you. It was hard for you to resist whining.

It didn't necessarily hurt, it was just uncomfortable, but that was slowly ebbing away. He then began to pull out slowly, just a little, before pushing back in. Each slow thrust felt a little better, even good. You wrap your arms around his neck, still kissing but more assured, and he goes a little faster.

"Sinbad... I- I lo-love you- so-o much." you gasp as he speeds up.

His hips were steadily rocking himself in and out of you, pleasure coursing through your whole body. He pulled his face from yours, looking over your flustered face, with it's lustful expression, and half lidded (e/c) eyes. Your hair was getting tangled and disheveled from the friction of you and the sheets as Sinbad thrusted harder.

You moaned and gasped with each thrust, throwing his name into the mix every time you got shot with a stronger shudder of pleasure. You knew with the tightness in your core that you were getting close and you closed your eyes to fully enjoy the pleasure.

Right before you were about to go over the edge, Sinbad pulls out. You gasp in disappointment, needing him in you, and you opened your eyes to look over him. He's smirking down at you, knowing exactly what he'd done.

"Hmm, first time or not, I think we should liven it up just a little~" his voice oozes mischievously. "Get on your hands and knees for me?"

Blinking, you hesitate before doing as he says. His hands grab your hips and you feel him enter you once again and he felt more filling in this position. You whine at the feeling and he doesn't stall to go as fast as he had been, shoving you straight back into pleasure.

You were moaning louder now than you had been in the other position. Burying your face in the sheets in hopes of quieting your moans, you laid your upper body on the bed, feeling him deeper and deeper in you. With how hard and fast he was thrusting into you, he was hitting the back of your core, and you gasped out each time.

Sinbad's hands lock into your hair, pulling your head up. He wanted to hear how well he was doing from you, not liking that you were trying to hide your moans. For all he cared, the whole kingdom could hear you two, as long as he knew you were loving it as much as he was. His hands in your hair as he fucked you made it all the better and you felt yourself getting closer.

"S-Sinbad-! M-More! Pl-please don't stop!" you moan out as everything was tensing up.

He pulls on your hair harder, jerking you up so he could growl in your ear, "Don't hold back on me either- come on and cum already, (Y/n)."

And you did, his demanding sent you just over the edge. He lets you drop yourself to the bed, still thrusting through your orgasm and holding your hips up with his hands. You heard him groan and pant harder, before you felt the warmth of his juices fill you up. The purple haired man didn't stop right away though. He gave a few more good thrusts before he let you go, you falling on your side while he sat back on his legs, looking you over.

A big smile spread across his face, seeing you panting and sweaty beneath him- from him. Your face flushed and skin wet from his treatment of you. With a heavy sigh, he collapses beside you, running a hand through your hair, and looking into your (e/c) eyes once again.

"So, how was your first time?" he exhales, smiling at you, and pushing hair from your face.

You laughed breathily, smiling back before you panted, "It was the best time."

Sinbad leaned in and kissed your forehead, pulling you against his sweat covered body. The two of you catch your breath together, coming down from your highs. Your eyes grew too heavy to keep open and you sighed.

"I love you, (y/n). So much." he mutters, exhaling loudly.

"I love you, too, Sinbad..." you reply.

The King couldn't have regretted her having to leave him anymore than she did then- she thought.