King Dice x Reader Oneshots |DISCONTINUED|

A Maliciousy Lewd Poem

Nah. I didn't write any poem(Actually, probably..)

A KD x Poet!Reader, and oh boi oh boi
ANYWAYS, ENJOY LOL.

Narrator's POV

"Almost there, just one more stanza." You said with determination, while laying back on your chair for more rhyming words. You are born with a talent of writing poems, and it's in your blood. Your poems were a mix of spookiness, nature, people you know, & etc. It's your very first time to write a lewd poem about your crush, and it took you some time to think how does it goes & because you're blushing as well. Writing a lewd poem is like writing your fantasies in a poetic form. You cannot believe that this is happening. A while ago, you were called by your friend who worked in a casino, who was requesting you to make a poem about your friendship with them. You agreed to take this request, and will later mail it to them after writing this lewd poem. After a while, you finally wrote the poem! Congrats! You then took a white empty envelope from one of the drawers down on your huge desk. You then took a folded light brown among the papers. You then unfolded the paper to check if it's the poem. 'Yes. This is the one!' You yelled in your mind. You then folded in the original origin, and kept it in the long envelope. You then thought of an idea. You decided to also include the lewd poem to the mail, for you wanted her thoughts about it. You then prepared the mail, and placed the stamp, and more details like the address from & to.

You went outside of your house, and kept the mail inside your mail. You then closed the door of the mail. And went inside of your house, until a feeling of being watched took over you. You quickly looked around, but nobody's there. Weird. You shrugged and walked back to your house.

---T I M E  S K I P--

There was a loud ring on your phone, and you answered it immediately, "H-Hello?" You asked via phone, "Hey (Y/N)! I have received your poems! I also I have read the poems too! I love the poem about our friendship! (BF/N) said in their cheery voice, "R-Really? E-Even the l-lewd one?" You asked with embarrassment, "Yeah! And guess what? Even KD, my boss read it too!" They exclaimed with a bright smile. You froze at your place, and you were speechless, "(Y/N)? What's wrong?" You shook your head to remove negative thoughts, "Huh? Uh, Y-Yes. I'm fine. I have to g-go now." You then returned the phone to the rightful place, meaning you hanged up, ending the line. You then began to turn red, thinking once again negatives thoughts and anxiety began to slowly consume your mind.

++The next morning++

You went outside after eating eggs for dinner to check the mail: Just in case people sent you mail anonymously.
You opened the lid, and saw an envelope inside. You took it immediately, and went to your room. You then opened the envelope to see who gave it to you. There's not enough details though, only the address to and from. It didn't even mention who is from! Suspicious. You unfolded the paper and saw your poem, except with quotation marks;

Very First Lewd Poem
By (Y/N) (L/N)
{actually the author wrote but it's for the one shot, okay?}

[1]
Your smoked breath was filled with charming lust
You were the one who dragged me to the bed with a face of must
Those bedroom eyes of yours made me to whisper yes
While your skill full hands road around me to undress

[2]
I hope that week won't regret this wonderful night
For if we didn't, our souls will be in deep fright
It all started with a rough yet amazing kiss
And you finally brought me to your royal abyss
[3]
My fantasies were all shifting into sudden realities
And the pleasure began to spread like wildfire or even a disease
And I also enjoyed your tongue technology
For I thought it's just part of mytmytholo
[4]

It all started with a kiss, I said
While I prepared myself & flower with a spread
You were inside of me while went both years our sweet nothings
You whispered to me, "You are my everythings"
At the end of the session, we slept together with sound, all sweaty & red

You guessed that they enjoyed and wanted to show their appreciation to your poem, until you saw this note;

I have read your poem, dear (y/n). I simply like how you placed your pretty creative in there. When I read the poem once again, you were in fact CREATIVE! It was a creative way to confess your fantasies 'bout me. I thought it was joke, but it ain't a joke at all. Good thing that your best friend of yours left the paper opened. It's too late to be angry about me being curious. Such a creative & poetic gal who wanted me a lot ~

The pen is also in purple ink, and at first you thought it's just your best friend pranking at you again, so you brushed it off. In fact, your best friend doesn't actually know you have a crush on him. That's even worse. The worst of all is that he even SIGNED THE NOTE TO PROVE HE WROTE IT. Another evidence you did ignore was his talented cursive handwriting. You began to sweat and panic internally, also screaming internally. What have you done? You shouldn't have wrote the poem. But you wanted to try new things. You just wanted to do some experiment. None of this would happen if you keep the poem to yourself. You then clutched the paper, getting ready to crumple out of frustration. You then noticed faint words behind the paper. You turned the paper, only to see another note from KD again:

I forgot to tell you that be ready before 9 pm, for I will visit your house(Obviously with the hell of your best friend of course.) Don't tell me that you're not ready Later

You began to blush once again, and thoughts began to scatter your mind, 'Is he going to own me?' 'Is he going to take my pure white flower?' You took a deep breath and sighed deeply, and you looked at the clock at the near high corner. It read 8:30 pm. You then sighed again, & your cheeks and your flower began to get warmer. Oh no. You shook your head to remove all those fantasies. From him dominating you in a cruel yet lustful way to him teasing you to the point you got frustrated.

You looked through your window, only to see no one except a lamp post...yet. You only hoped that he will just mess with you, not in a teasing manner, but just like pranks.

However, you were wrong. All you knew that you opened the door, and KD was all calm at first when he entered the house, until he asked you where's your room. You asked him why though, and his answer was not that suspicious at all. How foolish you are, unfortunately. He suddenly pinned you against the wall, and you were struggling from his grasp but no success(again). He gave you a warm yet warm kiss. You were about to kick him using your leg because it's still free, but you're too late. He used his knee to rub your covered flower, and you let out a gasp. He then used his tongue technology to french kiss you, and since you don't have choice you have to enjoy this not really unexpected session.

Finally, your fantasies came true based on your poems! Except he added some minor details.

NANI?! A BTS REFERENCE?! WHAT IS THIS AUTHOR BOI??? THIS AIN'T BTS X READER!

Listen here dear readers, I also took inspirational from K-Pop too. Based on the songs & lyrics. Sometimes sad & sometimes suggestively explicit. Just for inspiration.
Anyways, I still own the poem, even though you wrote that for King Dice hehehehe...okay that's weird

Farewell to you, and more stories to come
Yeet!