Aphrodisiacs Vista

Aphrodisiacs · 「Vista」

➥ Established relationship — 2.5k

➥ The author chooses not to issue tags for everything that takes place in this work to preserve some element of surprise where applicable. By continuing, you accept to proceed at your own risk. Read full disclaimer here.

⚠ — Referenced recreational drug use, mutual masturbation, breeding & pregnancy kink.

➥ Your date nights usually end in violently nasty sex, but tonight Minho has something else in mind.

You were living under the same roof, but it was becoming practically impossible to see your own boyfriend. The amount of stress you were both under at work was inhumane, and by the end of the day you would be so tired that the only joint activity you could do lately was passing out on the couch after dinner. While it was somewhat cute to encourage each other to hang in there a bit more, days turned into weeks and weeks were turning into fucking months now. The tasks to complete never seemed to end, and it finally caused Minho to snap really hard one night.

“FUUUCK this entirely!” he slammed his laptop monitor close and gave you a horrible start, “I’m taking you out tomorrow night and that’s it! I’ll punch your boss in the face if he bitches about some deadline again.”

“But baby, I really need to fini—”

“Did I fucking stutter? Don’t make me come into your workplace and fuck you in front of everyone, ‘cause I’ll do it,” he threateningly pointed his finger at you, “Tomorrow night. You’re dolling up for me, we’re spending the shit out of some quality time, then we’re fucking each other’s brains out. Is that clear?”

“Sir, yes sir!” you aggressively saluted him.

You were dying of guilt while getting ready the next day, still thinking about some spreadsheet to complete, but one thing you had learned throughout your entire relationship with Minho was to never doubt him. He was right—unless you made time for each other, there was always going to be some shit to deal with, and in the grand scheme of things, jobs were temporary but soulmates were forever. You were in dire need of being in each other’s meaningful company for an extended period of time, and you needed it now.

It was around 2 a.m. when you came home from an incredibly pleasant date, fully satiated, and almost trampling each other in the hallway for how much you were laughing. Minho fished for his keys in his pockets and turned to you, slightly slurring.

“And the grand finale the audience has been waiting for,” he finally managed to put the key in the lock, “This is where we fuck.”

“Stop it, I’m swooning,” you batted your eyelashes at him with a super deadpan voice, “Dude, at least try to put the moves on me!”

“Shit, we were supposed to do the tap dance first, weren’t we?” he cleared his throat and asked extra cornily while raising his brows, “Wanna come in for a nightcap, beautiful?”

“I don’t know. You seem to be the type to fuck and bounce,” you looked him up and down.

“Then let me rephrase,” he pulled you close from your waist, “Come in for a nightcap.”

“I don’t wanna put out on the first date.”

“Oh, you’re gonna,” he whispered into your ear, “I eat pussy on the first date.”

You burst out laughing and kissed each other, not giving a shit whether you were disturbing your neighbors or not. While you did have an amazing time, you were longing for comfort, so you immediately darted to the bedroom to get rid of everything that didn’t fall under sweatpants couture.

“Wanna try something different with me tonight?” Minho appeared behind you with a glass of water in his hand.

“Ooh, Minho’s Favorite Things,” you cheered while taking off your earrings, “What do we have on the menu today, sir?”

He placed the sweating glass on the vanity table and put his cold hands on your shoulders.

“I did something some time ago without asking you.”

“Oh my god, did you really get that slutty Santa costume? That was a joke!” you widened your eyes, utterly scandalized.

“First of all, I love you, but not even if you give me the best head known to mankind,” Minho unclasped your necklace, “Remember the night we got high?”

Your cheeks instantly started to burn. That night was… something else. 

Like many other couples out there, you and Minho also liked to experiment in your bedroom every now and then. The act in question wasn’t the problem; it was actually one of the vanillaest things you’d ever tried.

It was the fucking talk throughout the whole thing, and just thinking about the aftermath made you want to disappear.

“Can I choose not to?”

“Well, you can’t because I recorded it,” Minho suddenly declared, looking into your eyes in the mirror.

“You have permanent proof of it?!” you turned round, absolutely mortified, and held your head in between your hands, “God, this is so fucking embarrassing!”

“You came so hard when I called you mommy last week, but this is embarrassing?” he kneeled in front of you, not being able to help his teasing laughter, and earned himself a not-so-gentle slap on the arm.

“You know what you said to me in the middle of sex.”

“And you agreed if I remember correctly,” the more flustered you got, the wider his grin grew, “Very enthusiastically if I might add.”

“Yeah, no kidding! Now you know why I’m not watching that shit, Minho.” 

“It’s just sound! So what if you came hard to that?” he held your hands and kissed them, “I find it really cute.”

“You also find tarantulas cute,” you scoffed and jumped to your feet, “Listen, I’m not some marriage enthusiast or anything, okay? It was just—”

“Shh.”

He stopped you from spiraling with a soft kiss on your lips, instantly pacifying you on the spot. His hands were on your waist as if you were slow dancing.

“You know how much I love your body, right baby?” he slid the back of his hand down your cleavage, “You know how bad it turns me on when you touch yourself to me.”

His lips found their way to your neck, leaving a feathery trail, and your eyes instinctively closed as you leaned into his touch.

“You know how much I love making you feel good,” he softly spoke into your ear, “but I know my place. You know your own body better than I do.”

He was soothing the burn that rose from the pit of your stomach all the way up to your cheeks. Every kiss was like drops of ice-cold water, making sizzling sounds as they dripped on your skin, and it was turning into something much more pleasant.

“I want you to touch yourself listening to us,” he guided your hand under your dress, “And I wanna jerk off watching my girl. No touching each other.”

Well, damn, okay, you spreading in front of Minho and fucking yourself while he wasn’t allowed to do anything besides self-pleasure?

That sounded hot. 

“I can, right?” he asked, but he was already making you walk backwards towards the bed. When you nodded with his lips in yours, he got visibly excited.

“I promise it’s much hotter than what you make it out to be in your head.”

You brought out your go-to massager as Minho connected his phone to the speaker on your nightstand. You were a bit tipsy, but you still felt self-conscious as if the times you saw each other naked throughout the years did not concerningly overweigh your clothed appearances. He dragged the zipper of your dress down while softly kissing you, and you unbuttoned his midnight blue shirt in return.

He tasted like the ice cream brownie you shared at the end of your dinner.

“Close your eyes now,” he kissed the tip of your nose and laid you down on your back. You weren’t sure to what extent you were ready to relive that night all over again, but oh well…

Then he pressed play. 

“...won’t remember. Come on, it’ll be fun!”

“You want us to have sex faded as fuck?”

Minho’s voice instantly filled your ears and extracted a soft giggle from your throat. Courtesy of the auditory aid right next to you, the night actually started replaying behind your eyelids like you were watching a tape. You could see everything clearly. It was in this very room. Minho was in his boxers, to the left side of the bed, and you were wearing nothing but his t-shirt. You would jump him fully clothed as it was, but the semi-erection he was flashing between his sprawled legs made you want to misbehave so bad.

“Even if we fuck for like five minutes, it’s gonna feel like hours. I wanna know what that’s like.”

“You’ve been asking for a lot of things lately, you know?”

“Stop bitching, Puddinginho.”

A shriek was heard from the speakers followed by peals of laughter. That was the moment Minho tackled you and trapped you under his frame.

“Wanna make out for hours first?”

You listened to the loud kissing sounds that accompanied your hums and grunts. You could practically feel Minho’s touch on you. It did feel like you made out for an hour straight that night, and even though you were burning alive with lust, you remembered how cozy and safe it felt in his arms. Between his lips. Under his body like nothing in this world could possibly harm you.

You started caressing yourself.

“You’re so beautiful. A fucking goddess.”

The kisses were interrupted by the rustle of sheets caused by Minho moving you closer to the nightstand for reasons you didn’t know back then as well as clothing being discarded. For a short while, all that was heard was your heavy breathing and his soft kisses traveling further down your body.

“Minho…”

Then the wet sounds morphed into sheer pornography in your ears. Minho’s tongue fluttering on your clit, loudly slurping on your entrance, open mouth kisses all over your folds, his saliva dripping everywhere… Your fingers weren’t even close to enough anymore, so you finally turned on the massager and pressed it on your clit.

“Would it be the worst thing if I became your baby daddy? We’re gonna hold your legs up like this so that it holds.”

Minho had pressed your legs all the way back to the headboard and ate your pussy in that position for quite a while. You started fondling your breasts remembering that. 

The present-day Minho, on the other hand, was drooling over your sight and squeezing the last drops of his sanity to keep his composure while trying to pace the rhythm of his strokes accordingly.

“You best believe my oral fixation is gonna get so much worse when I finally knock you up.”

“How much worse can you get?”

“A lot worse. You’ll be my breakfast, lunch, and dinner. I’ll follow you around and latch to your pretty cunt every chance I get. I heard creampies in bred pussies taste so much more delicious. We’ll test that hypothesis.”

It was right at this point that he started obliterating you. Bringing up impregnating you out of nowhere and holding onto it at all costs because of how violently you were reacting to him… You were throbbing embarrassingly hard in his mouth, and the down-bad talk was not helping one bit. You increased the intensity of the vibrations and started teasing your entrance. You could hear Minho’s breathing getting louder right next to you, and he was trying so hard to resist the urge to throw that goddamn toy to the side and fuck your wits out himself.

“You can come visit me at work if you crave me too much. Just barge into my meetings or whatever. I’ll stop the world to eat my pregnant wife’s pussy.”

Fucking embarrassing the way this was happening for the second time. You reacted as violently as you did then, loudly moaning at what he just said, and started fucking yourself way too fervently. Minho could clearly see how you were clenching to tighten yourself, and immediately picked up his pace to sync his rhythm to you.

“You like it that much, huh? Your taste changed.” 

“Stop that.”

“You taste like my future wife all of a sudden.”

“Stop saying that!”

“I fucking love it when you can’t even wait for me to come home. Teasing me the whole way back. Getting me hard in public. You love having this chokehold on me, don’t you?”

“Min!!!”

He was grunting and moaning into your pussy as his fingers slithered inside, stimulating the spongy texture you loved so much to his heart’s content. The pressure inside you was building to an unbearable level as you tried to replicate the exact same feeling, curving the massager a little upwards so that the tip would press on the same spot. 

“Come closer,” you panted and begged Minho, “I’m not gonna touch you. Kiss me. Just kiss me.”

As if he was waiting on standby, Minho immediately started devouring your lips, kissing you so hard your lips were getting swollen.

“You like that, baby? Right here, isn’t it?”

“God, I’m so close. Don’t fucking stop!”

You knew what was coming after this. Part of the reason you wanted Minho on your lips was so that he wouldn’t see your face because you were sure as fuck beet red like you were running a fever. 

But very much in vain.

“Open your eyes,” he urgently spoke, “Look at me.”

You could hear how fast he was pumping his cock into his palm, squelches eerily reminiscent of what he sounded like when he sank into your pussy.

“Marry me. Be my girl even after death do us part.”

“Yes.”

“Will you marry me?”

“YES!!!”

That night, you’d squirted on Minho’s face at the precise moment you heard that question. He didn’t even give a shit about how messy it was and just kept on fucking you until he got his own release. You had never seen something more erotic in your life than watching your cum drip down his cheekbones like beads of sweat.

When the sounds coming from the speaker stopped, your volume started getting louder. Minho couldn’t hold back anymore and came right on your clit, thick strings of cum slowly dripping towards your entrance. He carefully pulled the massager out of you, threw it to the side, and sank his fingers into you instead, just like that night, fucking his cum deeper and deeper into you with your clit throbbing in his mouth.

“Almost… Almost… FUCK!” 

You relived that moment in the exact same magnitude, this time looking right into Minho’s eyes. Your fingers were sinking into your palms, your toes were dangerously curling to the point of spasm. Your entire body was convulsing like he was running kilowatts of electricity through your body. It took a while for you to come down, but Minho made sure your soul stayed intact, placing kisses all over your face, whispering little ‘I love you’s on every spot he left a mark on.

“Can you grab me some tissues, baby?” he eventually asked you.

You were so beat that you reached for the entire tissue box on the nightstand to your right in complete slow motion. When you turned back around, you saw the beautiful man you were madly in love with holding a black velvet box open, eyes glinting with pure adoration for you as brightly as that diamond inside.

“Will you be my girl even after death do us part?”

AUTHOR'S NOTE

Scorpio romanticism is different, you wouldn't understand :')

「© 2021-2024, cb97percent · No translations, rewrites, or reposts permitted」

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Aphrodisiacs · 「Shh」

➥ Established relationship — 1k

➥ The author chooses not to issue tags for everything that takes place in this work to preserve some element of surprise where applicable. By continuing, you accept to proceed at your own risk. Read full disclaimer here.

⚠ — Domestic free use.

➥ Your boyfriend’s sex drive is questionably high as it is, but it goes haywire under certain circumstances.

Everybody has a kryptonite when it comes to their partner—for some, it’s something physical, for others, it’s a personality trait.

For Minho, on the other hand, it was something he just couldn’t quite explain.

He had always been proud of his girl, and rightfully so, but for some reason, his ferality levels went Chernobyl-level radioactive every time he witnessed you in any business context doing your thing. So much so that he owned up to it as a massive kink of his own.

It was the early AM hours that morning as you were picking out a fit for the day. You saw Minho emerge from under the sheets in the mirror on the wardrobe, and your eyes met in the reflection.

“Sorry, baby, did I wake you up?” you gave a quick kiss on the crown of his head, “Go back to sleep, okay? I’ll try to be quiet.”

“Oh, I don’t think so,” he placed his hands under his nape and started watching you change like you were his personal camgirl. You giggled, but he was dead serious, eyefucking in progress as you stripped.

Minho already had a raging hard on courtesy of whatever the fuck happened during his sleep, and watching you clad yourself in clothes was turning him on even more. For no reason. Just because of the fact that you were putting on a fucking suit. His eyes followed you as you were about to leave the room, extremely focused on how your ass moved in your high-waist slacks.

“I love you,” you blew a kiss with a smile and left to make some coffee.

It was supposed to be Minho’s day off, but he decided not to waste several hours sleeping in. Maybe he could go for a run or something, go over certain practice videos, perhaps even draft new choreography in his head. He put his shorts on and headed to the bathroom to freshen up.

When he appeared in the kitchen afterwards, he actually had no ulterior motives. Honest. All he wanted to do was join you for some coffee as your phone rang.

“Hey, Chris!” you chirped into your receiver, “Yeah, sure, I have some time. What’s up?”

But he found you bent over to get something from the fridge instead. He could literally hear a voice in his head urgently repeating ‘Don’t do it, don’t do it, don’t do it,’ but…

You looking like that? With that ass?

He needed his fix. Right fucking now.

“Didn’t we put that in last month’s reports though?”

He sneakily approached you from the back and hugged your waist while you were pouring water into the coffee machine. You felt his little kisses on your neck, and thinking it was just a display of affection, you turned around and smiled at him warmly, even stealing a kiss from his lips for yourself.

“Marketing’s being a real bitch about it, huh?”

The light scent of your perfume tickling his nose was making him feel things. He licked his lips as his large hands groped your hips, and when you turned around with a look that asked ‘What are you doing?’, he gestured you to keep going as if everything was peachy and turned you towards the counter again, promptly proceeding to slide your pants down your ass.

“Well, did you look in our shared DRIVE?!”

Then he shoved himself into you without prior notice. The only lubrication he had was the saliva he smeared on his cock. It was one of his biggest turn ons, and he’d be damned if he didn’t get you wet while fucking you. He pressed his index finger on his lips telling you to keep quiet and began with his ruthlessly hard thrusts.

“I’m– I’m fine. I just– I almost dropped a glass,” you nervously chuckled into the phone.

“Yeah, keep talking,” Minho inaudibly whispered behind you while pounding into you relentlessly, “Get all boss lady on me, come on.”

It was quite the challenge to keep yourself composed with everything going down so fast. You were sighing, and he was getting even bigger inside you. 

“Mhm, it sh– should be there.”

With one quick move, he undid your hair, grabbed a fistful, and pulled on it to expose your neck. It was so fucking biteable that it would be a shame to leave it unmarked. Then he shoved his fingers in your mouth to get them wet to work your pussy.

“I haven’t had my morning coffee YET!” you tried to explain yourself to the other end of the line in fluctuating decibels, “S–search for August sales.”

He knew it wasn’t enough. You needed much more slippery lubrication, didn’t you? He collected as much saliva on his fingers as he could and started going to town on your clit. You were feeling way too good, and your brain was going fuzzy.

“YES! That’s the folder!” you bit inside your cheek, and spoke as quickly as you could, “Listen, I gotta go now. I’ll touch base later.”

The second you hung up, Minho harshly turned you around and wrapped one leg around his waist.

“You’re driving me fucking insane,” he dove into your lips headfirst.

He loved seeing you all disheveled like this, hair in disarray, eyes rolling back, moaning his name, yet still trying to hold power. You didn’t need to tell him; of course he was going to make you cum and he was going to make you cum hard.

That was the only thing boss ladies deserved. S-Class treatment.

“MINHO!!!”

“That’s it, let it go. Let it go,” he soothed you as you came all over his cock. You rode out your orgasm on his lips, kissing sloppily and your moans quieting down in each other’s mouths.

“Come shower with me, baby,” he tugged on your shirt once you came to your senses, still kissing into your fucked out smile.

“The fuck’s gotten into you this morning?” you threw your arms around his neck.

“It’s not news that you get me horny as fuck. Call in sick today, ask to work remotely,” he placed a quick peck on your lips, “We’re gonna fuck in the shower again, then I’m gonna eat your creampied pussy during your morning meeting. How does that sound?”

AUTHOR'S NOTE

Admit it, you melted just a little bit.

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In Der Palästra

pairing: prince!lee know x servant!afab!reader

genre: smut, royal au, angsty

word count: 4.7k

warnings: vague mentions of abuse(not by minho), oral (m receiving), kind of power play, unprotected sex (don't), honestly minho is kinda soft in this (lmk if i should add any more warnings)

(also i am so tired so if there are mistakes i apologize)

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a/n: (the song is not everyone's cup of tea but i hope yall enjoy the fic)

inspired by lyrics of this song:

You weren't supposed to be here, but your curiosity always got the better of you ever since you were a child. Back then, your soul and body weren't as tainted as they are now, there was a time when you were innocent and full of wonder.

Until all of the safe walls crumbled down around you and revealed the reality of being a nobody, just a servant for the royal family who owns the land and the sky. Their prince Minho, is someone you always fearfully admired from afar. His face is always stoic, devoid of any emotion as his dark cat-like eyes scan the crowd.

He never even spared you a look while you stood in the back, but your eyes were always trained on him, like he was a magnet pulling you into his direction.

You were looking for a little nook to hide in, just for a while before you have to resume with your duties, searching for just one moment of peace where you weren't used and abused, treated like an insignificant speck of dirt.

Since you always had a love for nature, you gravitated towards one of the gardens, but to your surprise you weren't alone. Your body freezes at the sight before you, a quiet gasp escaping your lips as you hide behind a bush of hydrangeas.

Prince Minho, in all his naked glory as he bathes in one of the wells, the clear water splashing against his strong body, dripping down his spine, caressing his porcelain-like skin.

You can't believe you came across a moment so delicate on accident, a moment of sensual masculinity as you observe movements of every muscle on his back and shoulders, his biceps, his backside, his thighs, and you can see his member hanging heavy between his legs.

You swallow the saliva that gathered in your mouth quietly, the admiration you have for the prince turning into a stirring feeling in your gut, like a beast awakening from a lifetime long slumber all the way from the depths of your soul, hungry for something more.

He is beyond beautiful, the sun is reflecting off of his perfect skin, almost blinding you as you keep staring at him, unable to tear your eyes away like you're hypnotized by his presence. You know you could literally lose your head for sneaking around and watching the prince bathe, but your soul is enveloped in darkness in every waking moment of your life, sometimes even seeping into your dreams, and prince Minho is like a sun shining onto you right now, warming up your cold soul.

You could say you adore him, like everyone does, you're sure he's never had to face the horrid and disgusting things that happen in the shadow-covered corners of his palace, the ones you were a witness and a victim to countless times.

You make a mistake by adjusting your footing and accidentally stepping on a branch, snapping it in half.

"Who's there?"- Minho's soft voice breaks the tranquility of the garden and your heart gets stuck in your throat. "Show yourself!"- he demands, turning his gorgeous body towards the direction of the sound and you get a good look at his defined chest and abs, his heavy cock bouncing a little.

You stay frozen for a moment, weighing your options. If you stay where you are, he will surely make his way to the hydrangeas and when he finds you, you will be reprimanded for peeping at him. If you try to run away, you would be caught and if you stepped out you might be yelled at. Whatever you do, you know you will be punished, the question is which one of the options would bring you the lesser punishment.

You opt for showing yourself, maybe he would be lenient with you if you came out and begged for forgiveness with everything you have.

You finally come out slowly, fear coursing through your body as you shiver, you eyes cast downwards towards the floor.

"What's your name, girl?"- the prince asks, surprisingly calm.

"Y/n."- you say quietly and he hums.

"You know it's rude to look at the floor while talking to someone."- he speaks up after a moment and you gasp, looking up at him quickly.

His face is stoic as always, but you can see his lips lifting up slightly into a small smirk, it's almost unnoticeable but you caught it.

"I apologize, your Highness."- you say, your voice trembling.

"And what about peeping at me while I'm bathing? Should you apologize for that too?"- he says and you gasp, throwing yourself down on your knees instantly.

"I am so sorry, your Highness! It was not my intention but I did it anyways! Please, I beg for your forgiveness, my Prince. I- I will take any punishment you give me because I know I deserve it!"- your eyes tear up as you beg.

The unnerving silence that follows your desperate begging is worse than being yelled at. You can only hear your own heavy breathing and birds chirping all around the garden before the prince speaks up again.

"Stand up."- he says and you scramble to stand on your feet quickly. "Come here and make yourself useful."

Your brain freezes for a moment as you look up at him.

"Can you follow orders?"- prince Minho asks in a slightly mocking tone.

"Yes! Yes, I can follow orders."- you quickly make your way to him and your legs tremble when you stand before him.

You've never been this close to the gorgeous prince, finally being able to see his sharp nose and jawline, his pretty pink lips and those deep dark eyes that stared right into your soul, like he knows what you're thinking.

"Help me wash my back while I think about what I'll do with you."- he sits, and you catch a glimpse of a smirk before he turns his back to you.

A shiver runs through your body, you're fearful of what kind of punishment will be dealt to you but you're also awestruck about the fact that you'll actually touch the prince's perfect body. If this is the last thing you do in your miserable life, maybe it's not so bad to cease to exist after this.

You grab the cloth he prepared and start gently cleaning his back, feeling his muscles relax under your hands. His skin is so soft and you wish you could worship it day and night.

It's eerily quiet again, but you're concentrated on the task you have, your hand holding onto the prince's bicep as you massage his shoulder with the cloth.

He lets out a little hum of satisfaction, before a chuckle escapes his mouth. You stop your movements as your heart beats faster.

"I didn't tell you to stop, girl."- he says and you quickly continue.

"I noticed you around the palace, you know?"- he says after a little while and you let out a small gasp of surprise. "You're one of the pretty ones. Which means you've probably been touched before."

You shiver when he says that, the feeling of unwanted hands on you making you recoil.

He turns to look at you and sees the sadness your eyes hold, and he observes you, making you feel small under his sharp gaze.

"It wasn't something you wanted, was it?"- he lifts his hand up and cradles your cheek, another gasp of surprise escapes your lips as you naturally lean into his touch, his hand gentle and warm in contrast of anything that ever touched you before.

You shake your head, letting out a weak 'no'.

The prince leans in without a word and when his lips brush against yours, your heart leaps out of your chest and you chase his soft lips but he moves away quickly.

"I'm not gonna punish you. I'm gonna punish the people who did things to you and other servants so don't be scared of me."- he says and your eyes tear up. You act without thinking as you throw your arms around his shoulders and start thanking him, tears running down your cheeks like rain.

His hands are on your waist and the touch snaps you out of your little sob fest, and you snap back to reality, moving away from the prince.

"I-I am so sorry, your Highness! I didn't mean to do that."- you wipe your tears quickly but his hands are still holding you.

"Do you fancy me, y/n?"- he asks, his fingers rubbing your skin through the thin fabric of your dress.

"I-I'm not allowed..."- you start but he stops you.

"Answer the question."- he says sternly.

"Yes, I do, my prince."- you nod and he smiles, making your heart flutter.

"Is it okay if I take your dress off?"- he asks and your core starts throbbing at the thought of being naked together with the prince.

"Yes, your Highness."- you whisper and he gently slides one strap down, his fingertips light on your skin as he leans in and presses a chaste kiss on your jaw.

His lips are gentle against your face as he leaves slow kisses across your jaw line to your cheek, his hand slowly sliding the other strap down, caressing your arm and making goosebumps rise on your skin.

His lips brush against yours again before he kisses you and you melt into him instantly, tilting your head back as prince Minho leads the kiss.

Your dress starts sliding down your chest, the valley of your breasts exposed as the prince swipes his tongue on your lower lip.

You part your lips, gladly letting him explore your mouth as he dominates you with his tongue, his hands speeding up the process of your dress sliding down your body.

Your breasts pop out and you shiver as the chilly breeze caresses your pert nipples. Prince Minho leans away from your lips to look at you and your arms lift up instinctively to hide away from him.

"Don't hide. You're beautiful."- he says, and you think it's absurd that the most perfect man you've ever seen is calling you beautiful. You don't believe him yet you still let him move your hands down.

"Can I touch you?"- he asks and you nod quickly, muttering out a quiet 'yes'.

His hands cup your breasts, thumbs running on your nipples and playing with them and you let out a little whimper as you lean into his touch.

Your core drips with arousal and you subtly grind against the fabric of your dress, looking for relief as the prince squeezes and massages your breasts, the pads of his fingers constantly stimulating your sensitive nipples.

One of his hands comes up to hold the back of your head as he leans in and gently pulls your head back, revealing your neck to him completely.

Your breathing gets heavier as you try to focus on him but your eyes are getting hazy already and so is your mind.

Prince Minho pulls you a bit closer to his body, slotting his leg between yours. He leans into your neck, soft kisses are pressed into your skin all the way from your collarbone to your jaw. You grip at his strong arms as he slides your dress up on your thigh before covering his leg with it and pressing his knee into your hot and wet cunt.

You whimper a bit louder as his kisses get wetter and sloppier, his hand gropping your breast harder, his knee pressing into your heat as you rut against him. Your clit slides against him perfectly, your cunt making squelching sounds from the amount of arousal dripping from it.

Prince Minho smirks into your neck before removing all stimulation away from you and you whine a little at the loss.

Your head falls down and you finally look at him. A jolt of lightning runs through you when you see his pretty cock fully hard and leaking only for you, and without thinking, you slide down to your knees, your lips parting as you lean in closer to his member.

The prince chuckles and you snap out of your trance and look up at him, feeling a little ashamed for being so eager and entranced.

"You like it, hm?"- he teases, his hand tangling in your hair as you nod quickly again, your breasts shaking with the movement.

"P-please let me give you pleasure, my prince..."- you beg quietly and he smirks down at you, his eyes darkening with lust as he spreads his legs a little more to make place for you, pushing your head towards him gently.

"Go ahead, sweetheart."- the nickname makes your cunt throb as you put your tongue out, catching a drop of salty pre cum on it and the taste drives you feral so you push the tip of your tongue into his slit, licking at the rest of the pre cum gathered on it.

Prince Minho jolts forwards, the underside of his head sliding against your tongue. You look up at him as his lips part and he slowly moves the tip up and down on your tongue. Your eyes flutter as his breathing gets deeper and you let out a moan before enveloping your lips around his head.

The prince curses quietly as you nip at his underside with the tip of your tongue and play with him, sucking gently. His hand tightens in your hair and this eggs you on so you take more of him in your mouth.

You're not sure how much you'll be able to take because the prince is well endowed but his cock is worth the worship you want to give him, so you slowly slide down to take more of him, your hand coming up to wrap around the base of his cock. Your other hand grabs at his thigh so you can brace yourself to take him into your mouth.

The prince's eyes darken further as your big eyes stare up at him almost innocently, your mouth stuffed full of his cock as you keep trying hard to take more with each bob of your head.

You suck on him eagerly, coating his member with your saliva as your eyes flutter, and prince Minho grunts lowly, his fingers tangle further in your hair and he grips it, his hips jolting upwards involuntarily.

The sight of the beautiful prince falling apart because of you, his eyes hazy and his pretty lips parted, his cheeks and neck flushed as he stares at you make your arousal gush out and drip down your thigh. You squeeze your thighs together and accidentally slide down on his cock more making yourself gag. The prince moans as his tip hits the back of your throat, and you breathe through your nose as you engulf his whole length, your nose ending up in his pubes.

He feels, tastes and smells heavenly and you swear you can cum just like this, with his cock fucking your fluttering throat slowly. You bring your hand between his legs to gently grab his balls and the prince whimpers, his hips fucking into you a little more desperately as you massage his balls and let him use your mouth.

You feel his cock twitch, his balls are heavy and full of cum and you're ready to swallow every drop he's willing to give you.

"I'm cumming!"- the prince announces and you whimper around him, bobbing your head faster and gagging on his length as he meets your movement with his thrusts.

"Ah!"- his eyebrows knit together, a bead of sweat running down his forehead as he shuts his eyes tightly, almost looking angry as he shoots his load into your throat nearly making you choke on the warm liquid. You swallow quickly and keep swallowing as you milk his beautiful cock until you feel him go limp in your mouth and twitch from overstimulation.

You release him and look up at him, your cunt is throbbing for any kind of touch and he sits there for a moment, still not opening his eyes as he tries to even out his breathing and come down.

"You took everything I gave you, hm?"- he looks at you suddenly, his hands cupping your face.

"Yes, my prince."- you nuzzle into his hands and he gives you a smile that makes your chest and core flutter.

He doesn't say anything as he slides your dress down more, gently caressing the folds of your stomach and you adjust your position so he can slide the dress off completely.

You don't miss the way the prince licks his lips when he sees your dripping cunt, your arousal making a mess on your inner thighs.

The prince kneels between your legs as he lays you down in the grass, your dress acting as a blanket you can lay on. His eyes scan your body for a moment and you feel self-conscious as he can see all your scars and imperfections, your body was far from the ethereal look his body held.

"Who did this to you?"- his fingers trace the scars on your thigh.

"S-some guards."- you answer quietly, avoiding prince Minho's eyes and looking up at the bright blue sky, the reflection of the sun making him look surreal in your peripheral.

"You know their names?"- he asks and you finally glance at him, shivering as you notice a different kind of darkness in his eyes, anger.

"Y-yes."- you nod.

"Good. You'll tell me later."- he says and with that he leans back and looks around before his eyes land on a pretty flower growing near by where the two of you sit in the grass. He leans towards it and plucks it out, firstly staring at it and you look at him with slight confusion in your face, wondering what he did that for.

"Stay still."- he says, and your questions are answered when the prince gently runs the petals on your nipple and you gasp quietly, arching your back. He looks at you intently as he starts slowly running the flower against your nipple and your sensitive body reacts with more arousal gushing between your legs, your hips lifting up and begging for friction.

The prince ignores your needy hips for now, his focus on stimulating your pretty nipples. You let out little moans as your nails dig into the dress spread underneath you.

You've never been touched this gently, you've never been looked at like this, your body never knew arousal like this.

Prince Minho slowly drags the flower down your tummy to your cunt as he presses it against your wet folds, running the smooth petals all over your heat.

You moan, your breaths coming out ragged as your body shakes gently, your hips fucking up into the flower. It's not enough pressure on your cunt but you're still dripping, your eyes tearing up from frustration and the prince leans in closer to your face, his lips attaching to yours before he leaves kisses all over your cheeks and neck.

You're getting lost in the gentle pleasure as prince Minho's lips trail kisses from your collarbone to your breast, before he kisses your nipple and then swipes his tongue against the hardened bud.

You keen, arching further into him and he takes your nipple in his mouth sucking on it as he puts a little more pressure on your cunt with the flower, his other hand caresses your waist and your eyes water again at being handled so gently that you can't help when your hips spasm and you explode, squirting on the flower and your thighs.

"Pretty."- the prince smirks as he looks at your arousal dripping from the flower and you whimper in embarassment as you turn away from him.

"Look at me."- he gently grabs your chin and turns your head towards him. You gulp and look at his hand which is now wrapped around his hard throbbing member, the flower set aside.

"My prince."- you whimper as he gently presses the tip of his cock into your clit. You gasp as he runs it on your dripping folds, your cunt is hungry for him, opening up to catch his tip a few times as he keeps rubbing you.

Every swipe of the head ends with him pressing it into your sensitive bundle of nerves and you whimper, lifting your hips up in hopes that he'll just put it in finally, giving you that delicious stretch.

"P-please."- you whimper.

"You want my cock, sweetheart?"- he asks, pushing just the tip in and you keen, spreading your legs even more and arching into him.

"Yes, please."- you whimper again, fresh tears gathering in your eyes again.

"You can have my cock."- he smirks leaning over you, his strong arms on either side of you as he gently grabs your wrists, holding them down and slowly pushing his big cock into your tight cunt.

The stretch is perfect, your pussy opens up for the prince, taking the shape of his cock as he pushes so slowly so you feel every inch of him entering you. His sharp eyes stare into yours the whole time as you whimper, your hands turning into fists as pleasure starts overtaking your senses.

Prince Minho grabs one of your hands as he bottoms out, grunting lowly and leaning your hand on his chest.

"Touch me."- he says and your hand is rough, your fingers calloused from all the physical work you do with them, you almost feel embarassed to be touching his fair, soft skin with your harsh hands.

The prince doesn't seem to mind as he holds your wrist, making you run your hand on his chest as his cock throbs inside you. Your pussy clenches around him and he groans, his hands sliding down to your hips, then to your thighs. He grips them, slowly sliding his cock against your wet, velvety walls.

You grab at the dress under you again, fisting it from the overwhelming feeling of pleasure his cock is bringing to you, hitting as deep as he can, touching your cervix with every thrust forward.

Prince Minho grabs your legs and presses your knees to your shoulders, leaning closer to you so your legs wrap around his shoulders.

"Ah!"- you whimper when he pulls his cock out only to ram it back in hard and fast.

Your brain gets foggy instantly as he stops holding back and starts fucking his cock into you harder, his heavy balls slapping your ass, his hips slamming down with strength, his whole weight crushing down on you.

His strong arms are on either side of your head, as he leans his body on yours, his dark eyes never leaving yours. You recognize a deep primal look of hunger in his eyes as he rams his hard cock deep inside you.

You would panic if someone else was above you like that but something about prince Minho brings you security and you feel safe in his hold like that.

You let go of everything, completely surrendering to the moment and you cum all around the prince's cock, moaning and shaking as your juices make everything more wet and slippery, making the prince grunt lowly.

The squelching sounds fill up the space between you as the prince looks down at your breasts bouncing between your bodies, your nipples dragging on his skin with each hard thrust of his strong hips. Both of your moans and breaths mix together in the small space between your faces as he keeps fucking you, his hips relentless and you clench down on his throbbing cock, exploding around his length again.

The prince pulls out slowly and you whimper at the empty feeling, but his hand comes down to caress your stomach.

"I would love to fuck a baby in you, but we'd both be in trouble if I were to do that."- he says, so casually and you almost choke on a moan as he flicks your clit, his other hand jerking off his hard member.

"Mm, I know..."- you swallow and he chuckles lowly.

"Get on all fours. I wanna cum on your back and ass."- the prince talks dirty, making you shiver, hearing stuff like that from someone seemingly pure and majestic.

You do as he says, leaning your chest down so your ass is up in the air and prince Minho grabs your flesh roughly as you listen to the squelching sound of his wet cock fucking his hand.

You moan, jolting a little, making your nipples graze against the rough fabric of the dress. You whimper, your neglected pussy clenching around nothing and prince Minho notices you moving against the ground, stimulating your nipples.

Without any warning, he plunges three fingers inside your sopping cunt and you keen loudly, gripping at the fabric under your body.

You don't know how he can finger you so good while jerking off at the same time but you don't have time to question anything, your mind hazy as you come close to another orgasm.

Prince Minho's moans get more high pitched and a particularly loud moan leaves his lips before you feel hot spurts of cum land on your ass and back, the feeling making you cream deliciously around his fingers.

He unloads everything on you, cursing under his breath as he gives your ass a smack, making you whimper.

He pulls his fingers out of your hole, bringing them to your lips.

"Taste."- he smirks as he hovers over you and you wrap your lips around his fingers, sucking on them and looking up at him hazily.

You wish this moment with the beautiful prince never ends but nothing lasts forever. He pulls out his fingers and helps you sit up.

You don't know what's gonna happen next, but you didn't expect the prince to grab a clean cloth, getting it wet before gently cleaning you up.

Your eyes tear up and a sob escapes your lips, as you've never been treated like this before.

"Shh, I know. It's okay."- he whispers, his hands soothing on your skin, his fingertips tracing every scar he can find on your body.

You feel like he's worshipping them as he leans closer and kisses the back of your shoulder gently before his strong arms envelop around your chest, pulling you to rest your back around him.

He caresses your body wherever he can reach and as you come down from the mix of all the feelings you just went through, you think this might be a dream.

"W-what now, my prince?"- you ask, your heart beating hard against your chest. Fresh tears are already brimming at your eyes as you imagine never being this close to prince Minho again.

"You're gonna tell me their names. All of them. Don't even try to think about sparing their miserable lives."- he says, sounding almost angry and you shiver a little as his grip around you becomes stronger.

He loosens his grip and makes you look at him.

"Do you understand?"- he asks and you nod as you stare into his eyes, feeling hypnotized by him again.

"Yes, my prince."- you confirm.

"Say my name at least once. I wanna hear it from your lips."- the prince says, brushing his thumb on your lower lip slowly.

You stare at him in shock, your heart leaping out of your chest and the prince just looks at you expectantly.

"M-Minho."- you say quietly, scared to utter his name informally like that.

"Again."- he whispers, closer to your face.

"Minho."- you say it a little louder and he smirks before pressing his lips into yours, giving you a slow wet kiss that has you feeling weak.

"I will take care of the pests today. And after that I want you to join me in my chambers."- he says and you gasp.

"B-but I-"

"Ah, ah."- he puts his finger on your lips.

"I'm not done with you yet, sweetheart. There's a lot I want to know about you."- the prince smirks and you gulp, your eyes wide as they look at him.

"Don't worry, I'll take good care of you."

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