Collection. (NOT MINE)

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Excerpt: ‘you pressed your chest into his and rocked your hips, “just don’t ruin the throne babe,” you pressed a kiss to his lips and rocked forward as his fingers moved past your panties to delve into your heat.’

Genre: smut, royalty! au

Length: 1.2k

A/N: i just want to be hugged and for someone to do this for me~ im working on a part 2 that should be up soon~

WARNINGS: riding, dirty talk

“What do you think?” Jin had placed the crown on his head and was sitting on the throne, his legs wide and hands on either side of the chair as he smirked, “does it look good?” The golden crown rested on his pale pink hair and you found yourself lost for words, the pale pink matching his full lips.

It was worrying how well it suited him, and if you were to take him as your husband, as you already intended, one day that crown would be his and you would be able to always see him in this state of perfection.

“Since you seem at a loss for words, come sit on my lap and show me that you want me as much as I want you,” his chin tilted upwards slightly as if challenging you not to and quickly you tried to figure out if someone would in, staring at the large doors that led to the hallway.

As you heard his fingers begin to tap with impatience, you walked over to where he was and smiled as you perched on his lap, “But you aren’t allowed to look this handsome for anyone else,” you leant forward and pressed a kiss to his lips, his hands finding a purchase on your waist that was cinched by your corset.

You knew you shouldn’t be showing him such a preference and yet, you had known since you’d first met that he was the one for you, Jin smiled at your pout, “but when we marry I will have to look like this all the time.”

“Then we won’t marry,"you mumbled, looking away from his face, "I will never marry!” Jin’s eyes widened with amusement as your hands began to unbutton his vest to firmly press your palms against the firm muscle showing that you felt another way about him.

“But you asked to marry me when we were children,” he smiled and caught your hands to move them to his crotch with a smirk, “in fact you begged me to marry you.” You smiled against his lips as he kissed you, your hands moving from his hardening crotch to run through his hair with a content sigh.

Today was meant to be the night of a big ball for you to choose your fiance and future king of your kingdom, but you had bumped into Jin when you had walked out of your dressing room and instantly your head had been filled with childhood memories of him. Well, that as well as the intense lust you felt when he had placed his hands on your hips to keep you from falling.

Kim Seokjin of the Aysh Kingdom was by far the most handsome man you had ever laid eyes on from the moment you had met when you were both children. So to be sat in his lap with him reciprocating your feelings was a dream come true, as well as the fact that you knew he wasn’t after just your crown because his kingdom was more powerful than your own.

“Babydoll, stop daydreaming,” Jin’s lips returned to yours, moving slowly but conveying the need he was feeling, his hips grinding up into the skirts of your dress. When he realised that there were too many layers of fabric for you to feel his length, Jin gripped at them and pulled, smirking as it ripped in his grip leaving your lower half barely covered.

With that, he placed a finger under a garter with a smirk,  and flicked it against your skin, smiling as you pressed your chest into his and rocked your hips, “just don’t ruin the throne babe,” you pressed a kiss to his lips and rocked forward as his fingers moved past your panties to delve into your heat.

He moved his head so his lips brushed your ear as he whispered, “I’ll just have to cum inside you then.” With that, he slid two fingers into you and scissored them causing your back to arch and head tilt back with a long moan. He began to move them in and out, listening to your moans as an indicator of how much pleasure you were in.

Finally, you came to your senses, your arm gripping his bicep, “I want your cock,” you moaned, reaching in between the both of you to pul his length out of his trousers, eyes widening at the length of it as you wondered if it would even fit.

But as Jin sucked your juices off his fingers with a smile before placing his hands back on your waist to lift you up and slowly lower you onto him, “you look hot begging for my cock princess.” Your eyes widened at his words and the feeling of being stretched from his length and soon enough you were sitting with all of him inside you, a long moan of pleasure leaving your mouth.

Jin slowly began to thrust further into you, instantly hitting a spot that made you squirm so much you tried to jump off of him, although his hands prevented that from happening, “stay still for me babygirl,” with that he began to plough into that spot, making you fall forward so your forehead was on his trouble, strings of incoherent words leaving your mouth.

“I’m so close,” he grunted, his thrusts speeding up as he continued to fuck you senseless and just as you felt him tense up and begin to pull out your hands gripped his thighs to keep your bodies attached.

“Cum inside, you can’t ruin the throne Jin,” you laugh quickly became a moan as with those words you had successfully turned him on as well as the position and weight of you sitting on top of him had Jin cumming in a record time. You squirmed slightly as you felt hot spurts coat your insides, and your eyes widened as you realised you would have to marry him now because if you became pregnant everyone would know what you had done.

“You’re beautiful,” he murmured into your hair, but you quickly jumped up trying not to ruin the upholstery with the juices that were inside of you. But your legs were so weak that you instantly fell forward onto him with a small grunt, “baby, stop trying to move so fast, I’ll carry you back to your room.” He pressed a kiss to your lips and upon seeing your smile, his widened before he had scooped you up, bridal style, into his arms with a laugh.

As he noticed your clothing state, he shrugged his cape off his shoulders so you could grab it and try and provide yourself with some modesty as you opened the door and walked out to the knowing look of the guards, but Jin gave them a quick nod, “she feels unwell so we shall return to her chambers.”

The guards nodded, apart from your personal maid who had been pacing outside with anticipation, and was observing you with a smirk on her face, “so he’s your Jinnie.” You flushed at the childhood nickname you had used to talk about Jin and nodded, avoiding eye contact with Jin until he pressed a kiss to your lips.

“Now I’m her betrothed as well.”