Royal Lesson |KTH x JJK|✓

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Warning! Starts pretty intense!
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"W-wait- stop..." The boy winced after being shoved against the wall by a much more intimidating male. He whimpers after the man grips his hair tightly and yanks his head to the side, exposing his neck which the male happily leaves marks on with his teeth.

"Why?" The man mumbles, his deep voice dripping with a sultry tone into the younger's ear before biting the shell and tracing his tongue over it. The younger shivers and squeezes his eyes shut, trying to ignore the fiery feeling left from the other's touch.

"I-I'm sorry... please. I've n-never done this before."

"So?"

"What if my parents see us? You still haven't completed training..."

"What do you mean? We're training right now."

"N-no that's not- that's not what I meant Taehyung."

"It isn't? I mean, I'm learning how to be direct. Isn't that what a King needs to know? And what about being strict and firm, or knowing what I want and doing anything to get it? Isn't that what a King does?"

"Sometimes but-"

"Then I don't see the problem here, Kook."

"This is wrong..."

"Says who?"

"I'm your tutor Taehyung. This isn't professional at all."

The older pulls away and stares into the younger's eyes, confused as to why his cheeks are lightly dusted in pink and the gleam in his dark brown orbs seem to only grow under the older's intense touch, contradicting everything he's saying to the other royal.

"Then let's turn this into a lesson."

"What...?"

"I'll teach you instead."

"But-"

The boy is cut off when he's forced to the ground under the grip of the older's hands on his shoulders, staring helplessly up at him.

"Taehyung stop, someone will see us." The boy mumbled as he tries to stand up but only yelps quietly when the other pushes him back down, forcing his knees down roughly on the wet stone. The younger can already feel the purple bruises forming, causing him to grimace slightly.

"We're in the wine cellar. You said no one comes down here so we're fine."

The younger looks around at the mention of their location, thankful for the dark secluded area. He's right, no one ever comes down here. But that doesn't mean this situation is right... he still can't help his growing anticipation, however.

The boy takes a sharp inhale, shivering as the dusty air tastes like wood and wet stone on his tongue.

"We shouldn't be doing this..."

"Just shut up and let me teach you." The older royal chuckles.

"Teach me what?" The younger asks worriedly.

"How to really please someone. That's part of being a royal too isn't it?"

"Yes, but I have a feeling we aren't thinking in the same context..."

"It's all the same. Now your first step is to unbutton my pants and-"

"What?! No! I'm not doing that!"

The older sighs and reaches for his own waistband, hooking his thumbs under the material.

"Fine, I'll help you for this first part."