Random Oneshots Pt. 2

TaeGi: {Insatiable} [M-ish]

POV: 3rd Person

  Taehyung never really took interest in serving the King, in fact, he didn't really care what their king did as long as it didn't hurt others - and even if it did, he wouldn't know. He was oblivious, really. Innocent and smiley, brighter than the sun. His brother always shielded him from the bad, and so did everyone around him.

  And he didn't do very good at sword fighting - he didn't like fighting.

  He likes peace a lot better.

  But it comes to him as a surprised when he was ordered to serve the King himself. He'd actually never met him, he'd seen a few portraits but they were hard to come by even as a noble. His eyes naturally sparkle seeing the King's long blonde locks that went down to his waist.

  His jaw dropping at how beautiful this King was. At how pretty and soft he looked, like a little kitten. Except his expression said otherwise. But Taehyung found him so cute! How could he resist? What could he do except reach out and feel the golden hair.

  The king whips around, hair flung out of his hand. The strangely delicate porcelain soft hands slapped his away. "You-" His cat-like eyes are wide, staring at him. Yoongi stares at this guard, and he feels his heart thump away as their eyes meet, freezing in his spot.

  "Ugh." He pulls away from Taehyung, "Don't touch me unless you're permitted." Yoongi doesn't let the fact that the guy was taller than him affect him, continuing to walk and let the kid follow.

  "Sorry, I just- your hair looks very soft." And for once, he doesn't use his title - hell, he even addressed him as 'hyung'. Yoongi is aware how red his ears were, biting down onto his bottom lip as he kept walking around the yard.

  Taehyung follows as he walks, staring right at him. How the older's hair flows in the wind, softly glimmering. And the way he walks, it's elegant, but there were some sharp edges to it, how his hips wave around. He's small, but he's tough. He's a cat but he has a roar of a lion.

  "Hyung-"

  "Your Majesty." Yoongi corrects almost immediately, there's a softness to his tone, but Taehyung nods.

  "Your Majesty- where are we going?"

  "To my chamber." The king doesn't say much, and so Taehyung talks even in the presence of a king. He talks away, and nudges the older on the shoulder, smiling as he chirps away. He doesn't care if Yoongi wasn't listening, but he hoped he was.

  "Why do you look at me that way?" Taehyung observes as something flashes in Yoongi's eyes, who recollects himself.

  "Shut up." He mutters, and as they pass the door, Taehyung's pinned against the wall, the shorter cupping his face and pulling him down into a kiss. Enveloping his lips and Taehyung gasps, bending down to reach.

  Unlike how he speaks, the king's lips are soft and sweet. Plump and delicate. Taehyung feels a hot tongue enter his mouth as he gasps, arms wrapping around the king's small waist and pulling him closer.

  Taehyung is gentle, unlike most people Yoongi had slept with, and it slightly surprises him before he realizes this boy right here was probably inexperienced. So he wouldn't do anything yet. "Taehyung, right?" He pulls away just enough to see those pretty eyes.

  "Y-yes." Taehyung nods, breathless, licking his bottom lip as he looks at Yoongi's own. "I want-" His other hand cards through his blonde locks, giving it a small pull, but gently. Usually, Yoongi would slap people's hands away like he did to Taehyung earlier today, but he doesn't.

  "You can have what you want - but we won't go far because you're new to this stuff." Yoongi might be a tyrant, but that doesn't mean he's such a horrible man that he'd force someone to have sexual intercourse with him without their consent. Especially not when it's this pretty-eyed guard.

  Unlike most times, he wouldn't be one to kneel, but he does. Letting those big hands engulf in his hair as he kneels. Pulling at the layer underneath the robes.

  Yoongi takes a kitten lick at the hardened tip, and Taehyung had already started to thrash around, almost falling until Yoongi supported him. The grip on the King's hair had tightened with a small pull and the older almost gags at the length hitting the back of his throat.

  Thinking that Taehyung would stop his movements and let him do whatever, he licked the bottom of the shaft. Moaning right into the length when the guard had bucked his hips again, but this time, he doesn't stop. Pushing into the warmth of Yoongi's mouth like it was his everything.

  It was as if his legs were completely working unlike a few seconds ago. It doesn't take long for Taehyung to catch up to things that make him feel good. But he's definitely lost in it by how rough he's thrusting into Yoongi's mouth.

  The King doesn't tap out, so he keeps going. When he comes, he only hardens again, but pulling Yoongi off of him, panting. "L-let's- I want to do it again."

  "You're already obsessed. Becoming insatiable." Yoongi wipes the corner of his mouth, but rises up to his feet like nothing had happened even if there was a slight lag to his movements.

  "It feels.. so good."

  Without much warning, he lifts the cat-like King off of his feet, wanting more than what he was given, and the Tyrant doesn't stop him like he would to many others, staying in his arms.

  "You're a special one, hm?"

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Author's note: Here ya go, took a while, but what can I do? Also, Hwarang!Taehyung and Daechwita!Yoongi is my headcanon.