Crafting The Lust

✨10✨

Trigger warning (kiddos stay away...mature scene ahead)

The room glowed in dim flares of blue, thick breeze of eerie night sweeping the  white curtains aside having the entry in a chamber, where the king sat. Resting his head on the icy wall of the chamber, he inhaled the fumes of tobacco, burning in a black crooked pipe.

His attention directed to the crick sound of the door upon a man who had entered, with a grin of ecstasy evident. The man's footsteps echoed through the lavish chamber of the king, almost looked lifeless. The king's chamber, oddly enough, felt more like a graveyard than a place of luxury.

Painted with hues of ash-grey and pitch dark, always lingered the stinking fragrance of burnt tobacco, fermented liquor and a remark of erotion. Yet it was the cave that hid the unsolved mystery which people sought in the king. More like, the mystery from which everyone was unaware.... that he is the man who likes man....

The king observed him with his unimpressed gaze inhaling another smog, swelling up his lungs. The echo of footsteps nearing Hyunjin preserving the art of seduction within itself.

"You're here," Hyunjin took the last whiff of tobacco before placing it aside. His eyes searching among the sparkle that mysterious man held in his iris seemingly admirible. A sluggish smirk lingering on his pretty plump lips.

"Always there for you, my lord," a seductive whisper reverberate throughout the chamber, hammering on the king's heart forcing it to vibrate with excitement but it seemed different today. There wasn't the usual exhilaration on Hyunjin's eyes, wasn't that admiration which the man was yearning for. Giving  a hint of uneasiness to the man's heart, making him sceptical about...Did the king lose his interest in the man?

The man has expected the usual grin on king's pretty lips but it was too dry, to differentiating. "What happened my lord?" The man asked, getting closer to Hyunjin, who was sitting on the cold floor almost pinching the flesh with chilliness.

Hyunjin's eyes lacking the lust fell upon the man's pretty sculpted face, watching the excitement and smile drifting in an apprehension.

"Nothing.." Hyunjin didn't bother to evocate his thoughts to the man in which he himself wasn't sure about. He wasn't aware of the reason for his uneasy heart, seeking for the solace of someone.. honestly it was too complicated to understand.

The man's expression dropped yet a desire to lift the king's temper, to bring back the usual demeanor aroused within himself. He softly snickered almost sounding like a sensual whisper.

He unclothed his long hanbok, letting it to drop on the floor nonchalantly. Hyunjin held his breath, as his chest swelling up...he trailed his gaze to the man from head to toe. Meeting with every single corner of his body, illuminating, as it reflect blue.

Hyunjin took a deep breath not by the stimulation of the sight but by the annoyance...the irritation, even this sight couldn't distract him from the thoughts of that obstinate painter. Yet it aroused his desire to see the painter's petite figure.

The man sat on king's lap, wrapping his hands around his neck. Hyunjin examined his actions letting him do what he could in hope it'll distract him and give him his usual self back.

"You're not having it, my lord... " The man seductively stated, his gaze trailed to the king's clothed body unleashing each lashes of Hyunjin's fabric. Hyunjin looked over the man's hand rythmatically revealing his flawless body little by little.

Delicately grazing over his chest, the man leaned in, sticking his wet tongue out. His one hand poured the liquor over Hyunjin's bare chest and second Hyunjin softly growled at the man's wet tongue licking over his sensitive flesh.

The man smirked at the side corner from his lips, sensing that Hyunjin was feeling it.

"Let me, serve you," the man whispered as he began to sprinkle little kisses over Hyunjin's senstive chest. Hyunjin gasped, slightly arching his back as he took a handful of hair of the man, pulling it harshly. The man whined, as if his hair was going to be plucked away from his head.

Hyunjin pushed the man's head to the back, attacking on the man's flawless neck as he took a knot of flesh in his mouth sucking upon. His hands slipped to the man's thighs caressing on it.

"Angh~~~~ my lord.."

Hyunjin's eyes widened when he heard the moan, it isn't new he has heard his moan before but what took him off guard was he heard a deep gasp of someone probably not the man under his grasp.

He pulled back, finding the long blonde strands intangled in his fingers - didn't that man has black hair. Hyunjin was startled as he tried to comprehend what was going on with him, his eyes wide opened as he slowly darted his gaze to the man's face.

"Yongbok~~?"

"Yes~~ my lord ~~~ I'm your, sluttt~~"

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The room was illuminated as golden, as the flames of candles burn. Felix sat focused solely on his work, it seemed like he got possessed by his desires that he didn't even take time to think twice about what he was doing.

The painter precisely follow every single detail he had captured in his brain, in his memory. His little hand stroking the brush over the canvas, too occupied to capture the little details of the curves of the object -king- on his canvas.

It was more easy to bring life into the potrait as there was every single pigments as his wish.

He stroked the brush over the lips, that lips who he had observed thoroughly, the lips which had captured his attention most of the time. Honestly, the king was devine.

The painter squinted his eyes, filling upon the little details...of the figure, erect in frame, an immaculate conception of nature in the background, the placements of the hands, and a red dotted part of tongue between the tall figure of king in blue hanbok and his queen.......... wait it wasn't queen -it was a person with blonde locks.-

"Impressive." Felix stopped at the track as a voice rang throughout his chamber filled with admiration yet curiosity.

A/N :- 💀 honestly this chapter is shit.