I stood in front of the mirror as I shrugged off my suit jacket. I was tired of being in these restricting clothes. Y/N was currently in the bath with a maid helping her drunken self clean the wine out of her hair. After removing all of my jewelry I undid a few top buttons on my white shirt and sat down on the edge of me bed. To say I was nervous was an understatement. I was married now, and I could barely take care of myself let alone a wife. Not to mention the pressure of the crowning coming up and after that will come more political issues and then the eventual issue of an heir for the throne.
Fuck Y/N doesn't know that she has to birth an heir eventually. She's not going to like the idea. Or maybe she would?
My train of thoughts takes an unexpected turn and now I sat hunched over staring at the floor thinking about how much I wanted to see Y/N squirm underneath me. The way her face reddens, hear her whisper my name and feel her nails rake down my back. Oh, how I would kill to hear her moans.
"Yoongi?" I'm snapped back to reality by Y/Ns tired voice. I suck in a breath and attempt to hide the growing bulge in my pants.Shit why are these pants so tight, if she sees me like this she's going to be disgusted. The maid that assisted Y/N bows before leaving us alone in the room. Before my thoughts could run rampant once again, Y/N sits next to me on the bed sighing. Silence was cast over us as we sat next to each other. Both of us lost in our own thoughts.
"Uh, we're married." I chuckle at her statement and turn to face her.
"Yes, I do believe we established this earlier. You know, after our wedding?" Y/N continues to stare forward. Her cheeks are dusted lightly with pink that seems to grow a deeper shade as she thinks.
"D-does that mean we have to... uh, you know?" I raise my eyebrows at her question.
"Do we have to have sex?" She nods her head never making eye contact with me.I didn't like it when she didn't look me in the eyes. I cupped her cheek and turned her face towards me. Wide eyed and gorgeous, she was so so gorgeous.
"Y/N I would never force you into anything you did not ask for. I would be lying if I said I didn't want to, but I would rather start this marriage off with honesty. You are attractive, but I will not touch you in any way you do not wish." She nods her head and I have to look away to keep my composure. Kissing her forehead my hand makes its way to her waist and I pull her towards me.
"You should sleep, you've had a stressful day today. You can sleep in my bed, or I can escort you back to your room if you wish."
"C-can I stay here?"
"Anything for you princess."
YOU ARE READING
The King
RomancePrince Yoongi, heir to the throne needs a wife in order to become king. The crown princes of Bangtan, a providence in Korea, hold a ball where every eligible maiden is to attend. Your friend Naomi convinces you to go with her. Neither of you expecte...