Royal Guard's Embrace [𝐙𝐄𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐍𝐄𝐖 FF]

𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧

Note: This chapter includes mature content (R18). Feel free to skip if you're uncomfortable. Thank you!

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Embarrassed by what had just happened—or more accurately, what he'd done to me.

I instinctively placed my arms between my legs. But he wasn't having it. Without breaking our kiss, he gently moved my arms aside. His hand found its way between my legs, and I could feel myself react immediately, my breath growing shallow as he pressed his palm against me.

I kissed him more urgently, feeling the heat rise. His lips left mine and began exploring the rest of my face, then my jaw, and finally, my neck.

The sensation stirred something deep inside me, and I welcomed it, the feeling building in my stomach.

He tugged at my shirt, and I heard buttons pop, but I didn't care. His lips trailed lower, down my neck to my chest and collarbone. The moment he bit down on my nipple, gently pulling it between his teeth, I whimpered.

The sharpness of the bite was quickly soothed as his tongue flicked over the same spot, while his thumb teased the other nipple.

Slowly, he slipped off my pants and underwear, leaving me lying beneath him in nothing but my torn-open pajama shirt. My heart raced as I lay exposed, unsure but completely willing to surrender to him.

"Your body is so pretty..." 

"...and sensitive." 

His hand wrapped firmly around my length as he lowered his lips to kiss the inside of my thigh. I watched, breath hitching, as he trailed his tongue down my shaft, his eyes flickering up to meet mine briefly before he took me into his mouth.

A gasp escaped my lips as the warmth and wetness enveloped me. The sensation coursed through my body, and I instinctively gripped the blankets, my fingers tightening with each flick of his tongue.

His mouth moved with practiced ease, sliding up and down my length, swirling his tongue in ways that made it hard to keep my eyes open.

I clenched my jaw, biting the back of my finger, trying to contain the sounds threatening to escape as he worked his magic.

He pressed my thighs apart, spreading them wide to give himself more room, his pace unrelenting. Each time his mouth enveloped me, I felt a wave of pleasure ripple through me. Between moans, I watched as he pulled back, his lips releasing me just long enough for him to suck his own finger.

Before I could process what was happening, I felt his finger trace around my entrance, the sensation unfamiliar but not unpleasant.

My hand instinctively reached for his shoulder, but he didn't stop. Instead, he wrapped his lips around my length again, intensifying the sensation.

It wasn't terrible, it was just...strange.

A second finger joined the first, sliding in smoothly, and I moaned louder, my body caught somewhere between curiosity and overwhelming pleasure.

"Z-...Ze-..." 

I could not call his name. 

All I could manage were sounds of pleasure. 

His fingers started to feel good.

Everything did.

"St-...Stop, it's going to...come out...!" I cried.

My hand instinctively reached for his head to pull him away, but I didn't have the strength. My body tensed, and I called out his name, my gaze lifting toward the ceiling.