"Who do you serve?" Jeongguk grunts, his muscles glistening with sweat as his hands grip on the soft plush thighs, pulling the male impossibly closer as he fucks him.
"You, my prince," a the man underneath him mewls, arching his body off the bed as his arms seek stability from the bedsheets. "Only you," Taehyung reaches for him, needing his whole body against his.
Complying with his silent request, Jeongguk allows the male to pull him down, purposefully pressing his muscled body against his slender build.
"Who does this body belong to?" he growls in his ear, extending his arm to seamlessly intertwine his fingers with Taehyung's trembling hand. He slams his hips steadily into him, making sure to hit his sweet spot each time. He's devoured this body countless times. He's fucked his beautiful body countless times. No one knows this body more than him, and no one will ever know the feeling of this person but him.
"It belongs to you, my prince," Taehyung replies breathlessly. His teary eyes gaze up at Jeongguk. He is completely at Jeongguk's mercy. He serves only him. He loves only him.
The prince as always had a trait of fierce possessiveness. It's something that's been in him from the time he was a kid. He would always play sweet and innocent on the surface but if something didn't go his way and if he didn't get something he wanted he would burn with anger. He tried not to let this trait show or get the best of him, he really did.
But there were times when he just couldn't hold it in.
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He met Taehyung when he was ten years old. Tae was twelve.
Whilst he was of royal bloodline, Taehyung was not. He was born into a family of servants. His mother had finally gotten approval from Jeongguk's father, the king, to live on palace grounds like the other workers. He quickly became the prince's companion. He attended lessons with him and accompanied him around the palace and, if the king was in a good mood, he attended dinners with the royal family.
Taehyung's mother continued to work as a regular servant and was pleased that prince Jeongguk had taken a liking to her son. She knew that if anything were to happen to her or if she decided to retire from this work, her son would be treated well.
Taehyung slowly got used to life in the palace. He grew attached to the young prince as well. After lessons they always played together, sometimes getting up to no good. The duo would get scolded from time to time when they were caught red handed but the prince always defended him with the help of his royal status. Taehyung also began training in fighting with the other young boys and girls who wanted to become warriors, archers and trackers.
He would train with Jeongguk from time to time but being the social butterfly that he was, he made sure to make as many friends as possible and sparred with them regularly. The prince, who before Taehyung, would ignore the others and only speak to them when necessary, began interacting with the other kids their age which was a pleasant surprise to both the trainers and trainees.
The young prince claimed he wanted to make friends but was too shy to do so, but in reality he was slightly jealous when others would get too close to the older. He did, however, end up making some close friends of his own so it was like killing two birds with one stone.There were times when other princes or princesses from different lands would visit. During those times, no matter how much Jeongguk expressed his opposition to this, Taehyung stayed away from the prince. He didn't want to get too friendly with other royals and he most certainly didn't want them thinking less of the little prince for befriending a servant. Jeongguk's family may be loving people who never discriminate against others and advocate for peace and equality, other royals are not so understanding of the concept.
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Taekook One Shots
FanfictionA book of one shots and drabbles that I came up with. All of them are top kook and bottom Tae. Please give me honest opinions and if you like you can share your ideas