a not so niave knave

smitten smut

Jongin would sit upon his red throne, made of the beating hearts of men that has devoted themselves to him. It made him laugh at how pathetic some could be. He watched as his most loyal knight walked in, eyepatch a bright red, the king had no idea that his knave was in fact a great admirer of him. Sehun would allow his eyepatch a shade of red as his king smiled at him, he loved his king so much it wasn't healthy, he'd loose himself in his sheets at knight just thinking of his precious king. He was sickly smitten and he was aware of it but the king was not, from his knowledge. The king would sit and watch his knave tell him about the days line up. Those lips smacking at the words, his hair a midnight black, body like a lean tree, his knave was so desirable he wondered if sometimes he would dress a certain way just to tease his king. Sehuns hands wrapped around the scroll as he told him about Alice, a certain vile tone broke out whenever Sehun would just utter the name 'Alice' he knew his king was oh so intrigued by her and it made his blood boil. Jongin liked how envious Sehun sounded when he'd speak of Alice. The king of hearts wasn't delirious he knew when someone was taken by him and Sehun was the most obvious of them all. The strolls around the garden, admiring the roses, being so gentle as they would sit under a sicoya tree and just enjoy the company but Sehun felt only a formal companion than sweet lover. Jongin stood and looked around for any sight of card men or frogs before grabbing the blouse of his knave by the neck and pulling him close to smash his lips down on his. Sehun was more shocked, baffled was a better word. But that didnt stop him from being skinnied down by his king and bent over the edge of the thrones arm. "Such a round behind, may I paint it red, you know I love red" The kings husky voice hit the knaves ears sending a chill down his spine. Sehun nodded pathetically, he would moan wantonly as a hand would meet his pale cheeks and cause a red coloured handprint, once, twice, than ten and by fifteen he was hard enough to come against the red carpet. He was treated rough and he liked it. Red scratches over his back and a beat red behind, Sehun wanted to he thoroughly fucked by Jongin. As if the king could read his mind he was penetrated without preperation and warning. "Like that you slut, bet you do, fuck, seeing you bow like this has never been so hot" Jongin groaned and his hips snapped in and out of the blood red behind, Sehun could only moan for more, more groping and spanking, more foul language and names, he loved being degraded and treated like this by his king, it made his cock ache in his trousers. Now he was so close he couldn't even bare it. "Ah ah~ not yet you whore, you come when I say" Jongins free hand locked around Sehuns rock hard erection, "please Jongin I want you to fill me up so bad" he spoke though he shouldn't have. Jongin smirked and grabbed his boxers, gagging Sehun with the slightly precum stained fabric, his king tasted so good. "Mmmhmm" he moaned against the red hearted under garments. Until he gasped and spit it out when he was filled so much he could barely form a sentence. "Fuck my little slave is so good and tight, just how I like it" he released his grip on Sehuns cock and his white cum spilled out like waterfalls all over the floor. "Hmm yummy" the king licked his fingers, now my little slut" he pulled out and shoved a vibrator inside his knaves behind "keep this in like a good bitch okay until I say you can remove it. That's an order!" He shoved a cock ring on the knave and watched him writh all over the floor in his own cum, he watched him with lust in his eyes, he enjoyed the view. "Oh god ah ah" Sehun moaned before shakily getting up and dressing himself, "be good slut see you tomorrow" the king waved him off. Sehun loves their meetings, he loved his life and his heart raced.