Random Oneshots Pt. 2

Shen Ricky x M. Reader: {Lovelicky} [M]

For my friend and those who thirst

Context: Shen Ricky is a trophy prince, to sit still look pretty. Your job is to protect him.

POV: 2nd Person

  Head over heels for a prince that you were assigned to protect is something unexpected, but it's something that's hard to not get, you realized as Ricky is irresistible. How could anyone not fall for him? His soft blonde hair that's always perfectly up, and even when it wasn't, it still looked perfect because the man is unfairly flawless.

  Ricky is your little trophy, if you've never won anything in your life, you've won his heart. And this is it, the peak of something that everyone would die for, and you got it in one swoop. Not taking it for-granted, Ricky is a prince, and he's to be loved, to be showered in it.

  "Ge," He's whining, wrapping his entire body around yours. Being shorter doesn't mean that you can't handle his height, your muscles take it all, anyway. "Just today? Please?" He's looking at you with those cat-like eyes that seems to shimmer, he has an important event tomorrow.

  The Shen Dynasty doesn't wait, but you're willing to give yourself to Ricky just for tonight. Hands on his waist and hips, carrying him through the ridiculously large room for one person - but he is a prince - and lay him down on the soft mattress, kissing at his neck.

  His little whimpers are everything, gasping as his back arches for more contact. You expertly make your way through his bathrobe, pulling off the fine silk as you kiss down his chest. You could feel his perfect slender fingers grasp at your hair, pushing you down onto his body as you litter the soft porcelain skin with kisses.

  "Your highness." You lean back up, connecting your lips, feeling his arms wrap around your neck and pull you down further. He's gasping when he feels a finger probe at his entrance, pushing himself down even if there's nothing to prepare him, but knowing him, he had probably already prepared himself within some points during his bath.

  Your suspicions were proven right a few moments later when your finger slips in easily, pushing in another, and another just for good measures, stretching him out. He's clawing at your back, pushing his clumsy hands against your uniform, trying to get it off like a pair of kitty paws. You chuckle against his collarbone, littering it with as many marks as you can, knowing no one would see them. "Impatient, are we?"

  "Hurry it up!" He complained, and who were you to disobey such orders? Slipping off your uniform in a practiced motion, dropping them aside and pushing His Highness further onto the bed and into the center where you thrust right in, catching him by surprise.

  "A-agh!-" Ricky yelps, body jolting as a soft moan follows after. His hair is nice and down, the man had grown out his hair so much that it was now where his hips were, usually in an elegant braided bun, but now it was down, pretty as the moonlight shines at the golden blonde.

  "Quanrui.." You could feel his tightness around your length even despite having stretching him out, Ricky had also prepped prior, but still - so tight, the wetness making up for it and making the slide as easy as it could be. You groan into his skin, biting at his shoulders as you pin his delicate skinny wrists down onto the red and black duvet.

  Everything about this is sensual, the candles had been on, it's raining outside, silencing his moans and gasps for anyone that passes. "G-ge!" Ricky gasps, pushing himself down onto your member when you brush against the spot, hitting it again but this time further. "F*ck- p-please. Ah- right there.." He's babbling in your ear.

  It's easy to take the man apart in your arms, groaning when you feel him clench around you, trying to keep you in and touching the soft flesh. "F-fast-" Ricky is trying to request, but being born with power, it came out as a command. You were not one to disobey, and not when it came to the guy.

  "Ricky- Ricky-" You gasp, feeling yourself build up, and he was no different. Your large hand making it to his hardness, giving it a pull as if you were milking him, and he cums, legs trying to close as he releases. You came soon after, pushing yourself as deep as you can, filling him up.

  With how thin His Highness is, you could see your own bulge and your release filling him up. You give him a last thrust as a tease, overstimulating him for just a second as he whines, pulling you into a kiss. "Gege.." He's cupping your face as he looks up at you. "You did so well." And he's giggling heartily, content with the time that you've spent instead of sleeping.

  "My little Lovelicky, I won't be so kind next time." You kiss his temple, slowly pulling yourself out and hearing a little noise of approval from the latter.

  "Then you shall be beheaded." He's chuckling when you bury your face into his chest, kissing just over his heart.

  "What can I do to atone for my words?" You roll along with him.

  "Maybe another round?"

  And as much as you shouldn't-

  "As you wish, Your Highness." It rolls off your tongue, easy and sweet.

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Author's note: New year new you :)