𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘆 ( 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗱-𝗯𝗲𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝘅 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 ) 𝗡𝗦𝗙𝗪

𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝘄𝗼~

lime ( making out, mild arousal )

" do you think she'll be okay? " 

       ~

" she drank a little too much, or a little too less, if you know what i mean. "

       ~

" good to know, sorry to bother you. "

       ~

you hear a swirl of voices above you, and sit up, giving yourself a headrush. 

" woah there. " a kindly-faced girl with bright pink pin curls stood over you, adjusting the soft mattress you lay on. " hi. i'm princess cookie, but you can just call me cessy. " she said in a bubbly voice. " we think you drank a taddd bit much this evening, as you passed out right in front of dear wildberry's room here. "

we? you scan the room as the princess bustles out the door. there, in the corner of the dim-lit space, stood the man you saw right before you blacked out. as he moved closer, you were able to admire his strong jawline, and the way his red eyes glimmered in the dark.

" h-hi? " you stutter, disgusted at how helpless your voice sounds.

" hello. " his carmine eyes focused on you. " i am wildberry, protector of our queen hollyberry and her family. and tonight, i suppose, i must protect you~ "

you blink, entranced by the way his voice flows over you. it was deep, but had the faintest bit of a northern accent. " i am y/n. " you say.

" oh, i know. " he said, his muscular body angled towards yours. " it is my job to know everything about everyone who enters the palace tonight, even lightweights who can't handle a glass of spiked berry punch. "

" you- you " you sputter, standing up in outrage. " i am not a lightweight!! " you glare at him, but are breathless at the way he tilts his head. 

he tosses his rose braid behind his back, and takes a step forward. " i've never seen anyone pass out quite this early, and i've been on the job for years. " 

you take another step, ready to argue your point, only to trip on the tangled rug. you fall into wildberry, making you and him fall to the floor. you squirm around, but his arms hold you tight. you look at him, and see his eyes land looking at your glossed lips. 

he leans in, closing the small gap between you both. his lips move against yours, and you return the gesture with passionate force. " you- " you stutter, but he places a finger on your lips. 

" is this- is this okay? " he asks gently, fire simmering in those eyes. god, you wanted him, and bad. 

" that- that's fine with me " you lean in, letting his togue enrapture yours. you placed kisses down his cheek, as he grabbed your hair and pulled you on top of him. " oh- " you whispered.

he lifts your head up, and sucked gently on the soft skin under your ear. his hands travel down your body, where they rest on your hips. slowly, you begin to feel something harden right below your stomach... wildberry blushes, and you rest your hands on the little tent he made. 

" well, well, well, i didn't know you'd get a boner for someone you just met... "

" oh, be quiet. " he said almost playfully, but the timbre of his voice sent a delicious shiver down your back. he guided your hands, and helped you untie and slide down his lavender pants.

you sat up at the sight of him. holy shit. you were in deep, deep trouble. 

( this was written at 12:51 in the morning forgive me god )