"You look ravishing"
"M-my lord-"
"Be a good boy Tae"
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He was nobody.
They were princes.
He was there to please
They took advantage of him.
He was not destined for anything.
They were destined to rule a country...
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"Your Highness?" I asked in confusion, what was he talking about?
"The love bites on your neck" He moved my head to face him once again, this time there was anger painted on his features. This made me gulp audibly.
"Tell me right now" His voice was low and demanding, it scared me.
"T-the prince, your Highness" I stuttered.
"But I never— Jungkook?" He asked in disbelief. "Was it Jungkook?"
I only nodded in reply, eyes closed and prepared for whatever punishment he would give me. More importantly, eyes closed to not have to see the disappointment in his eyes. I was a disgrace.
"That fucker, sleeping with my servant, the audacity" Namjoon's hand tightened around my jaw, making me wince. He let go of me with a push, making me stumble back slightly.
I tried to find something to hold on to to steady myself, accidentally tipping over a small porcelain vase on the bedside table.
I let out a small gasp, my eyes reopening in surprise as I stumbled back. My foot landed on the shards and immediately I let out a small painful whine. Glancing down at my foot, I could see the shards sticking out of it.
"Are you alright?" Namjoon asked. I cursed in my head, but held my tongue. I tried my best to hide the pain.
"Of course, I am perfectly fine, your Highness" I muttered and quickly plucked out a few of the larger shards from the sole of my foot.
After gathering the shards of the ground and cleaning them, I stood up, bowed, and carefully walked away. He need not know what happened, he would not care anyway, it was not something he would concern himself with.
"Tae? Are you alright?" Jimin asked as I stumbled through the door of our quarters.
"I am perfectly fine" I repeated the obvious lie and sat down on my bed. I held up my feet, inspecting in and removing more smaller shards. It was bleeding, I could only hope it would not get infected.
"What happened?"
"I fell, do not worry about it" I did not look up at him, still avoiding his gaze. Was it obvious, that I was avoiding him? He should not be able to tell after just one day right?
I tended to my own wound, wrapping some bandage strips around my foot and slipping on a woollen sock to make sure they did not move from their place.
"Let us go to sleep" I laid down on my uncomfortable bed. After pulling the sheets over my body, I blew out the oil lamp besides the bed.
Darkness engulfed the room. But my eyes would not close for quite some time after that.
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At the head of the table sat the king, enjoying his delicious looking meal in the early morning. The queen sat right by his side, while up the table the two princes sat across one another.
Even I could feel the tension between them, Namjoon was watching him like a hawk, while Jungkook looked satisfied with himself. He, undoubtedly, knew Namjoon had found out about what had happened. I could only feel uncomfortable, even though I hid it.
Taehyun, who sat besides Namjoon, looked confused. I could imagine, as the brothers were extremely quiet, and by now, were glaring at each other.
"Please excuse me" Namjoon suddenly stood up, bowing towards his father. The king just nodded and with that, Namjoon left the table.
I followed him out, hurrying after him the best I could, through the long palace corridors, into his chambers. He was angry, his footsteps heavy.
I closed the door behind us and turned around. A gasp escaped from my mouth as he was suddenly so close to me. I could feel his breath against my lips, see his eyes from up close.
It was that moment I realized how pretty his eyes were. They were a dark hazel brown, small specs of lighter shining through, dilated pupils that stared into my own. His skin, it looked so soft, there were only few blemishes to be seen. His lips, I wanted them on my own, so bad.
But I need not plead, he had unknowingly fulfilled my wish when he closed the gap between us. His warm plump lips moved against my own, soon I was kissing him back. His hands slipped around my waist, while mine remained at my side. I refrained myself from touching him, I was not allowed to.
A small moan sounded, my own, as one of his hands slipped down to my butt to push me flush against him. He rolled his hips only once, but it was enough to make me crumble beneath his touch.
His lips wondered to my shoulder, leaving a trail of hickeys. He nibbled on my skin, my collarbones, my jaw.
"Did you lock the door?" He whispered against my skin. I nodded. "Good boy"
"Get on your knees" He commanded. I let myself sink to my knees, knowing what he wanted of me, ready to do it. He untied his outer hanbok and I pulled his loose pants down, letting them pool at his feet.
Namjoon's cock was large and stood up with pride. I licked my lips before starting to pump him, slowly and steadily until I began to lick his tip.
"Stop teasing" He grabbed the back of my head and thrusted in my mouth. It had me gag, but I soon let my throat relax, letting him do what he desired with me.
When his thrusts started to get sloppy, I hollowed my cheeks, sucking his tip until he came in my mouth.
"Good boy" Namjoon panted.
I moaned at the compliment, loving the small praises. At that time I was aroused myself, but soon enough Namjoon sent me away to let me take care of myself while he redressed himself.
