𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐒𝐖𝐀𝐍

𝘾𝙃𝘼𝙋𝙏𝙀𝙍 𝙁𝙄𝙑𝙀:𝙃𝙄𝙎 𝙁𝙇𝘼𝙈𝙀

❝There isn't one person in this world that I want more than I want you.❞
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Yeonjun leaned down to lick the exposed skin of Soobin's neck, feeling the prince shiver in his arms. He knew they were playing with fire, but the heat between them was too intense to ignore. Soobin's fingers fumbled with the laces of Yeonjun's pants, his own arousal evident. The guard groaned softly, the need for their union growing stronger by the second.

Soobin moved his hips in a rhythmic manner as if he isn't shamelessly asking to get fucked hard. Yeonjun felt a wave of lust wash over him, and he knew he couldn't hold back any longer. He stood, pulling Soobin up with him, and began to strip the prince of his finery, their kisses growing more urgent with every layer that fell away. The room was now filled with the sound of fabric sliding against skin and the harsh gasps of their need.

Soobin whined in kiss earning to be touched more Yeonjun traced his tongue in his chest feeling the prince's nipples harden under his touch. Soobin's hands were now fisting Yeonjun's pants, pulling him closer. Yeonjun felt the heat of Soobin's cock through the fabric, and he knew he couldn't wait any longer. He kissed Soobin deeply, savoring the taste of him, as he unbuckled his own pants, letting them fall to the floor.

He but soft kisses on the youngers thighs, feeling the prince's tremble under his touch. Soobin's eyes fluttered closed, his breath coming in shallow gasps as Yeonjun worked his way down to the juncture of his legs. The guard took a moment to appreciate the beauty before him, he haven't even done anything yet properly though the prince state looked all ruined and needy.

Soobin cried out a moan when he felt Yeonjun tongue entered his wet hole, the guard's touch gentle yet insistent. He keep on doing his work with passion as Soobin's legs began to shake. He knew the prince was not used to such intimate contact, and he wanted to make sure he enjoyed every moment of it.

Yeonjun felt Soobin's body tighten around his tongue, the prince's hips bucking in response to his ministrations. He looked up to see Soobin's eyes squeezed shut, his head thrown back in ecstasy. It was a sight that made Yeonjun's own arousal grow even stronger, his cock straining against the fabric of his undergarments.

Finally, Soobin couldn't take it anymore. He reached down and pulled Yeonjun up, their bodies entwined as they kissed again. "Please," he begged, his voice hoarse with need. "I want you inside me."

Yeonjun nodded, his own desire overwhelming any last shred of hesitation. He pulled the prince closer, their bodies aligning as he guided his cock to Soobin's tight entrance. He took a deep breath, then pushed in slowly, watching the prince's face for any sign of pain. Soobin's eyes widened, but the gasp that left his lips was one of pleasure, not pain.

Their movements grew more frantic as Yeonjun began to thrust in earnest, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing through the room. Soobin's nails dug into his back, urging him deeper, harder. Yeonjun could feel the prince's muscles clench around him, the warmth and tightness of his body a sweet agony that pushed him closer to the edge.

"look at you looking all wrecked and ruin beneath me, my prince," Yeonjun murmured, his voice a low growl of possessiveness that sent shivers down Soobin's spine. The prince could only nod, his eyes glazed with desire as Yeonjun's cock filled him completely, stretching him in a way that was both painful and exquisite.

"ahh...Yeonjun," Soobin's voice was a shaky whisper, "more." His hips rolled back to meet the guard's powerful thrusts, a silent plea for deeper connection.