*squints At Servamp Opening Song*

*squints at Servamp opening song*

Lust pair: Bridal style/ carry the princess/ save me from this world

Envy Pair: *grabs shoes of Cinderella*/ Just hanging around with style/ I can see my chaotic neutral actions from over here!/ Jeje where r u goin

Pride pair: I can show you the world~!!! / Flyin to the moon in my rocket ship/ Hugh is planking tbh/ looks like he`s riding a missile/ FIRE IN THE HOLE

Greed pair: *screams* I CAN SHOW YOU THE WORLD–/ “When I said ride me Lichtan, I didn`t mean like THIS-”/ Lawless honestly doesn`t mind it anyways/ angel need no wings to fly

Sloth pair: Kuro wtf/ get over here theres like lots of room/ Im that cat who sits by the broom tbh Mahiru/ he jello really

it's been already year since I uploaded my first drawing of the servamps of virtue. so to celebrate, I drew all the virtue pairs

OH NO… IT’S

𝙷𝙾𝚁𝚁𝙾𝚁 𝚃𝙰𝙻𝙴𝚂.ᐣ.ᐟ a three day series of dark stories about characters from jujutsu kaisen, contains all of the following..

𝚆𝙰𝚁𝙽𝙸𝙽𝙶𝚂.ᐣ.ᐟ heavy sexual content, murder, robbery, knife kink, gun kink, mentions of stalking, kidnapping, drug usage, alcohol usage, manipulation, threats, blackmail, possessiveness, obsession, mass murders, yandere (just choso’s part), breeding kink, and etc!

𝙳𝙸𝚂𝙲𝙻𝙰𝙸𝙼𝙴𝚁𝚂.ᐣ.ᐟ im not dealing with the complaining, nor will i be dealing with any attitudes if you dislike stories like these. this is a reading app (at least the side im on), you either read it or don’t. any complaining i see will get deleted and you will be blocked, its not hard to just ignore something you don’t like. you wanna argue? i argue back so lets go. characters are all 18+, i will not be writing for any minors! enjoy :)

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ ᝰ tear you apart, gojo satoru. she tried telling her friends, tried telling the police, she even tried news stations. but no one would believe her… they just couldn’t believe that the innocent college professor satoru gojo, was the one behind a series of mass murders.

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ ᝰ after dark, ryomen sukuna. a group of friends set out on a quest to visit an abandoned island that was rumored to be haunted… no one dared to step foot in the place because of it’s tragic history, and the demon who was said to reside there. but surely the rumors couldn’t be true, right?

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ ᝰ oblivion, choso kamo. it wasn’t stalking, at first.. but can you blame him? he was just happy to finally make a friend, especially one of an opposite gender! she was his first friend, and he would never let her go… even if it meant stealing her away and ensuring she could never escape him.

all works belong to @rissouu, do not repost/copy my works. doing so will hold consequences, i will find out. do not steal from other creators whatsoever.

So obsessed with these two!!!

Haru x Daisuke is my new fav ship!

defiance | king!sukuna x servant!reader

master list

chapter two: flower festival

summary: a psychic told the king that once he meets his soulmate, none of his concubines would have room in his life anymore. he had her banned from the premises for that absurd prediction, he loved his concubines equally. it wasn't until months later when he started believing the old bitch, after one annoying, disobedient servant started working at the shrine .tl;dr: sukuna is constantly fighting the urge to behead his very cute servant

genre: female reader, heian era au but incredibly historically inaccurate, 18+, grumpy x sunshine, fluff, smut, so much crack, angst, mutual pining, might be seen as dubcon but she wants him lol, no he wont have two sets of arms, and no he wont have two dicks, srry srry srry

fic warnings: profanity, explicit smut, ooc, mentions of grooming, more will be added

word count: 5.1k

“What’s your name?” You flirtatiously asked the young vendor. 

It wasn’t hard to get the young man to start talking as you asked him all about himself— his age, which district he was from originally, how he ended up there. 

It's what made it so easy to get him to put his guard down and not notice you grab a couple extra skewers on top of the ones you already bought. 

The best part about the red light district was the food.. They knew how many high profile individuals came to visit, so they were always on top of it with their cooking. 

“You only came here for the skewers didn’t you?” Hayami grimaced. 

“Not at all. I come here for the skewers and you!” You responded, not sounding too convincing because that’s how much you loved the food there.

Hayami was your best friend that you grew up with. She grew up an orphan— the complete opposite of you since you grew up with a huge tight-knit family. Once she became of age, she became a courtesan to support herself and quickly became one of the most requested courtesans in the red light district. A lot of people would’ve been embarrassed being seen with one outside of the brothel, but you didn’t mind. Even if a guard did have to follow you both when you walked the streets of the district, which added even more attention.

“Excuse me— what’s that?” A tall, green eyed man asked you. 

Hayami took a step back to let you have your moment. She wasn’t surprised a man like him was trying to get your attention. She always offered you a place at the brothel she worked at, knowing you’d quickly catch up to her in popularity if you ever did take her up on it.

“A chicken skewer?” You responded menacingly, thinking there was no fucking way he didn’t know what it was.

The older man turned his head and chuckled at the way your brows furrowed over his ridiculous question. How cute. 

The truth was, he’d seen you several times already with your friend. He’s wanted to approach you each time but was always at a loss for words. This time around, he decided to just go for it and that was the first thing to come out of his mouth. 

He was a general, an affluent one at that. You took a step back to look at him from head to toe as he continued to speak. 

You zoned out as he spoke to you— completely mesmerized by him, his build, his towering height, and his handsome face despite the scar on his lip. You only caught his name, Toji.

“So how about it?” He asked in his smooth, velvety voice that snapped you out of the involuntary lewd thoughts you started having about him.

“Hm?” You looked back up at the man, who was now smirking– he probably already knew exactly what you were thinking. “Sorry– what were you saying?”

He chuckled at how unapologetic you were as you asked him to repeat himself. “I said I’d like to get to know you.”

—

“My lady..” The young girl started to shake you in an attempt to wake you up. “..My lady..” Her calm yet persistent voice continued, and finally achieved its goal when you let out a long sigh from being woken up against your own will. 

You’d think you’d finally get to sleep in with your new title as one of Sukuna’s concubines, but the daily pains persist. 

It’s been five days since he cornered and successfully seduced you in the hot springs, but you have yet to see him as he hasn’t paid you a visit yet. Not that you were mad about it. Despite his looks, there were way too many unknowns when it came to him. If you had it your way, you’d take the place of his least favorite concubine, just so you could still reap the benefits of having the title without having to deal with him too much. 

The more you thought about him, and the encounters you’ve have with him so far– the man was a fucking menace. A psychotic one at that– he seemed like the type to emotionally torture you for fun, only to turn around and say ‘just kidding~’. 

Not to mention the extra mouth he had the ability to summon, you were convinced he was being actively possessed by a demon. 

“You must bathe now, My Lady. We still have to do your hair, makeup, and dress you afterwards. You cannot be late for your first festival appearance.” Your lady in waiting, Akiko, reminded you. 

Right. Today was the start of the three-day flower festival that everyone’s been preparing for the past two weeks. 

Akiko and a couple of other servants offered to help clean you, but you ended up telling them to fuck off in the nicest, most respectful way possible. This was the first time in your life you’ve ever had so many people swarm you, it was daunting. You’ve never had your space invaded so much, at all times of the day and you were starting to develop an aversion to it. 

The fact that all the other concubines were able to deal with it with such grace made you commend them. 

Aside from the migraines you get from your new personal staff, everything else was great. Your new chambers were beautiful. It was pretty much the size of a house, with a private bathroom and a green room attached to it. You always passed by it on your way to work at the flower garden and were always so mesmerized by it. It left you wondering why it was vacant in the first place after Uraume took you there on that night. 

You immediately made yourself at home once you moved in, filling the space with plants and flowers. You caught one of your ladies in waiting making a weird face at you from the corner of your eye, as if she wasn’t used to people filling their spaces with life. You made a mental note to mind your actions whenever she was around, she didn’t seem like someone you could trust. 

Once you got done bathing in the hot bath that was prepared for you, the ladies in waiting got started immediately with your makeup while your hair dried. It was uncomfortably quiet with them, as it has been the past five days. 

You’ve seen the way the other concubine’s staff treated them during your time as a servant, and it was nothing like the way your’s treated you. They were so much warmer and kinder. 

You started to wonder if they just didn’t like you because of your background, and the fact that you were in a lower position than them literally just a week ago. All of the other concubines came from noble blood. You couldn’t even serve the king his food or clean his chambers due to your ranking at the shrine, and now here you were being waited on hand and foot because of your vicinity to him. 

“Leave her hair down.” A familiar, demanding voice popped up in the background. How kind of the devil to finally make an appearance.

Everyone in the room immediately dropped to their hands and knees upon hearing the King’s voice, making you follow them shortly after. The man kept his eyes on you as he walked into the room, not that you’d know since you had your head down too.. finally following the rules for once.

“You don’t have to do that anymore, at least not when I visit you,” He titled your chin up with his finger. 

Unbeknownst to you and Sukuna, the ‘anymore’ part of his sentence struck a nerve in every single one of the ladies in waiting in that room. 

It was confirmation to them that they did in fact have a chance with him, but you came in and stole the spot from them. 

“You can all leave for now,” He said, still not taking his eyes off of you while he held your chin up. 

The women quickly scurried out of the room. Their jealousy would never be greater than the fear they had of him– and what the consequences might be if they took too long to leave. 

“I picked out your kimono myself, do you like it?” Sukuna asked as he sat in the seat next to you. 

“Do I have permission to speak?” You teasingly asked. 

He nodded yes while trying to hold back a smile. He’d never outwardly admit it, but he had been looking forward to visiting you all morning. 

“It’s very pretty, my king. Doesn’t white represent purity?” You asked as you started to observe the kimono in the mirror. You thought it was one of the ladies in waiting that picked out the white and pink kimono for you. Sukuna didn’t give off the impression of wasting his time on something so mundane.

“It does represent purity. Ironic, isn’t it?” He snorted. “And pink represents Master Sukuna.” He arrogantly said, teasing you over that one time you nervously called him master. 

“Tch.” 

“Don’t tch me,” His demeanor quickly went back to his regular, serious self. “Do you remember the rules?”

“Hmm..” You mentally scrolled through the never ending list. “Keep my head down, don’t speak unless spoken to, no slouching, chew with my mouth closed, don’t show one ounce of joy, commit seppuku if I accidentally sneeze OR cough during the ceremony–”

“Okay that’s enough,” He held his hand out and cut you off right before you started pulling out more made up rules. “You’re allowed to talk.. just not during the actual ceremony. I actually encourage all the concubines to socialize with each other during events like this since you’ll all be sitting together.”

“Also, eat everything that’s placed in front of you. You don’t have to finish it, but you have to try it and act pleased out of respect. Thought I'd remind you since you look like a picky eater.” 

You found it funny how he, out of all people, was telling you to act respectfully— knowing fully well that he’d throw his entire dish (yes, plate included) at a servant if it wasn’t to his liking.

“How could I be a picky eater if I was a servant for months?” You furrowed your brows at his judgment. 

“Because you were a terrible servant.” He corrected you. “You couldn’t even follow the basic rules.” He snorted at your immediate frown. 

He watched you play with the hem of your clothing and noticed a different look in your eyes. You looked like you were in deep thought about something, seeming stressed at whatever was flooding your mind. 

“Has everything been to your liking so far?” He calmly asked. 

He didn’t get much of an answer out of you, all you did was let out a little ‘mhm’ while you continued to play with the fabric. 

“Did you know I could punish you for lying too?” He pinched your chin and slowly turned your head back towards him. “What’s wrong? You talked a mile a minute over a simple basket once and now you’re all quiet.” 

“I’m not comfortable with my ladies in waiting.” You admit. 

“Why?” That’s not the answer he was expecting, they’re all well trained and this is the first he’s heard a complaint about a group of them as a whole. 

“I don’t know.. I can’t help but feel like there’s hostility in their eyes whenever they look at me.” You paused and took in a deep breath before further explaining. “Like.. the other day when I was decorating, I saw one look at me with disgust from the corner of my eye. I don’t really trust any of them, I don’t even let them bathe me.” 

“Should I kill them?” He asked a little too seriously. 

“What? No!” Now your face was twisting in disgust from the solution that popped up in his mind, one that seemed like an absolute no brainer for him

“I’d think it’s only right.” He defensively said in response to you looking at him like he was crazy. “Are there any others you’d want as your ladies in waiting? I can just have them trained.” He asked as he mindlessly reached over and started playing with a strand of your hair. 

“Yeah, I have two friends that I can ask.”

Oh. Those two.

“I figured you’d choose the ones from the snake incident. Just two?” He asked. 

“Yeah. I can ask for more if it’s needed, but I doubt it.” 

“Okay, I’ll have Uraume come by soon for more information on them. Do you think you can stick the current ones out until the festival’s over?” His voice was low and raspy as he continued to play with your hair. 

“Yeah, I guess.” You murmured.

“Good girl,” He let out a pleased hum. “You are to be at the courtyard in an hour. Don’t be late, or there will be consequences~” He playfully sang out before leaving you alone again. 

A few moments later you heard him scream at the group of women to “get back to work before I chop your fucking fingers off”, with absolute venom laced in his voice. You guessed he did care more about the issue more than he let on. 

And he did. He was daydreaming about slaughtering them one by one while he played with your hair. To disrespect you was to disrespect him as well– since it was his decision to choose you as a concubine. 

—

Once you were ready to go, you were led to the courtyard that had been beautifully decorated for the festival. It was covered in flowers and banners, filled with people from all over the region– you guessed they were all high ranking from the expensive fabrics and jewelry they wore. 

Before you were led to your seat, Mikoto had approached to give you a run down on the concubines who were already sat in their designated areas. 

First there was Ayame, the king's favorite. He never had to say it, it was just known at that point since she was the one who was seen the most with him. Dark green hair, striking amber eyes. She was the first to notice you as Mikoto started to point out the concubines. Her demeanor was flat and hard to read– you weren’t sure if she was bored from looking at you or bored of the festival in general.

Then there was Mariko, the king’s first concubine– granted to him at just 15 years old and taught him everything he needed to know since she was 7 years his senior. Jet black hair and porcelain skin, even more stoic than Ayame but had an atmosphere of overwhelming confidence surrounding her. The king had stopped visiting her years ago, and sees her more as a friend than a companion. 

Yumi, you recognized the name instantly and remembered her as the one who tried to off herself because Sukuna refused to see her for a while over her little problem. Light brown hair and borderline skittish. She kept looking around the whole time and you figured she was just waiting for the king to finally arrive. 

Yuna, who looked way to fucking young to be there despite how pretty she was. Similar to Mariko, she exuded a level of confidence that was on par with the king’s. After asking Mikoto some extra questions about her, you quickly found out that the 15 year old was the only one Sukuna truly refuses to touch. She’s also been caught making out with the servants so many times that he doesn’t even care to reprimand her anymore. 

The only reason why he keeps her there is because she’s the most affluent out of all the concubines. She only daughter of the gold district’s shogun– a district he’d like to continue having control over. It’s not like he’ll get any other use out of her, her interest clearly lies with the opposing sex.

And lastly, the twins Sai and Taiga. Blonde, buxom, and draped in emerald. At first glance, they already seemed to live in their own little worlds– not paying much attention to their surroundings and giggling away at whatever they were talking about at the moment.

“Wait– so I’m the 7th. There’s 6 of them.” 

“You are the 6th, My Lady.” Mikoto kindly corrected you. “King Sukuna sees the twins as one, he often refers to them as Saiga.”

You could just see him cackling away over how creative he must’ve thought he was for combining the two names– and existences.

You were sat next to twins, who had no problem welcoming you. You actually hit it off with them immediately, they were just as chatty as you were. Although you had to admit, they were pretty nosey. You tried not to give out too much information just in case they’d tried to use it against you in the future. 

“So you were one of the servants at first? What brought you here?”

“Oh you know~ financial troubles.”

“Your hair looks beautiful! Who did it? I bet it was Akiko.”

“I think so, I’m still learning everyone’s names. But thank you, she did a great job.” Surprisingly.

“The king is HUGE, losing your innocence to him must've been difficult.”

“Haha yeah..” you lied.

You also doubt it’d be that hard to take. 

But time will eventually tell.

Ayame watched you as you tried to get comfortable with the twins. 

She also noticed how once again, Sukuna was staring and smirking at you from his seat as you talked it up with the twins– the same smirk he gave you when he first summoned you to his throne. He knew you’d fit right in.. aside from your ladies in waiting giving you the cold shoulder. But that problem had already been solved and will be put into motion once the festival was over.

The ceremony lasted hours and by the end of it you swore you looked just as annoyed as Ayame did when the day first started. It was grueling and you had no idea how anyone could ever voluntarily attend that stuff. The only reason why Sukuna was able to sit through it anyways was because literally everyone brought him a gift– whether it was some exotic dried good or a perfectly preserved ear from an enemy. 

Just two more days to go and then you’d finally be able to reunite with your friends and try to get some rest.

—

Sukuna noticed you were the first to leave the courtyard out of all of the concubines once it seemed acceptable to do so. You were itching to get away from everyone, including your ladies in waiting, and get into a hot bath. 

“Where do you think you’re going?” He called out as you got closer to your chambers. 

You, along with the group of women, turned around to find where the voice was coming from. They followed the usual protocol and bowed down, keeping their gazes low as he made his way to you. 

“Back to my chambers,” You politely said. 

He slightly frowned at how tired you looked, dark circles encasing your eyes and all.

“No need. You’re spending the night with me.” 

Before you got the chance to respond, he once again snapped at your ladies in waiting— telling them that they weren’t needed anymore and that they could fuck off. 

Word for word. 

You watched an evil little grin grow across his face, he found yelling at others to be quite satisfying. It truly never got old for the young king. 

He wasn’t even trying to hide the joy it brought him either, there was a twinkle in his eye as he turned back to look at you. He nodded his head in the direction of where to go and you followed him. 

“Did you have fun today?” He asked as you walked with him. 

“Not really.” You answered honestly, drawing a chuckle out of him since you looked like you wanted to die every single time he looked in your direction today. 

“Most people would find it an honor, you know?” 

“I know, but it took forever.” You exasperated. 

“Poor thing,” He reached out to pinch your cheek. “Maybe I should just have you go back to work as a servant again, if it’d be much easier for you.” 

“No!” You whined. “Don’t make me go back.” 

“Then suck it up. It’s only 3 days out of your life.” 

“Fine— your chambers are right next to the flower garden,” Your question ultimately sounded more like an observation. 

“Yes they are. How else would I have kept an eye on you?” 

You mumbled something under your breath and he decided to just let it go because he’d had you whining over something else in no time.

Right as you stepped foot through the doors, he pulled you for a deep kiss– not wasting any time to swipe his tongue against yours. It was a hungry one. Aggressive even. You almost stumbled back from it but he quickly caught you— bending down to grab the backs of your knees, he lifted you up and made his way to the bed that he quickly threw you down on.

No words needed to be said. You both had a good idea of each other's capabilities in bed and ran with it as you both desperately undressed each other. This wasn’t like all the other times where Sukunas fucked someone and there being just one motive, which was to purely relieve his own daily stresses.

No. This was entirely different. You wanted this just as much as he did, and you both were more than willing to make the most out of each other's time and bodies.

And he did it all. Nipping, sucking, licking on all the exposed areas of your skin. He’d never do this for anyone else. But for you? 

Of course. 

He didn’t even know what was driving him at this point, and he didn’t care. All he knew was he’d been waiting for this longer than you’d know. He planned on waiting until the festival was over but couldn't wait anymore. 

There you were, splayed out under him on his bed– all for him to take. You didn’t know why you thought his actual tongue wouldn’t compare to his second one, and he was proving you wrong with each second that passed. Some would say it was a waste of energy on the king’s part. But he’d never see it that way especially after finding out how sweet you tasted the week before at the hot springs.

He held the sides of your thighs down while he licked and lapped at your folds, occasionally sucking at your clit– all while you felt the vibrations from his own moans over how much he was enjoying the way you tasted on his tongue.

You propped yourself up on your elbows as he continued to sloppily eat you out. You’ve never seen a man enjoy himself this much, the fact that an actual king was on his knees pleasing you made it all so much better. 

You reached towards his head, brushing his hair back and gently pushing him further toward your core, which seemed to encourage him even more. Did he like being praised? Of course he did, he was no humble man to begin with. 

So you did, in between gentle sighs and moans he drew out of you.

Just the feeling of his tongue on your body made your toes curl. The twins were right about his talents and you wanted to see and feel more. He was relentless and was already loving having you in this state, reduced to a crying mess as you begged him to never stop and how it felt so good. 

You came so fast you didn’t even get the chance to warn him, gushing all over him as he kept going– cleaning up the mess you made. You just barely caught your breath before he pulled himself up to you and crashed his lips into yours- his lips and cheeks covered in your juices. 

He soon flipped you over on top of him, one hand grabbing at your waist while the other pumped his cock, trying to line himself up with you. The realization of how big he was didn’t even hit you until you felt him at your entrance, when you started to slowly lower yourself down on to him. 

The feeling of having him inside of you instantly made your eyes glaze over. The stretch was insane but felt so right. The initial pain was absolutely nothing compared to the pleasure that instantly followed suit after you reminded yourself to relax and took advantage of the position you were in. 

He looked up at you in absolute awe as you used him for your own pleasure. Your soft hands on his chest steadying your balance as you desperately fucked yourself on his thick cock. You were so beautiful as you selfishly chased after your own wants and needs. You weren’t even paying attention to him at that point.

“Fuuck— you’re good at this,” He breathed out– continuing to grab on to your waist, not even trying to hide his own moans. He was fading into ecstasy, all from being enveloped in your warmth and he wouldn’t have it any other way.

He continued to watch you, eyes crinkled as you so eagerly bounced up and down his dick, the sweet moans coming out of you. He wanted more. He wanted to have you screaming and crying, and started pumping up into you, meeting you halfway– filling the room with lewd slaps as your breathing became more uncontrolled. 

“S-so goood ‘kuna,'' You whined as he continued to piston himself up into you. “M-more– I want more.”

Crazy fucking girl. 

He threw you off of him and slammed you down onto the bed before slamming himself back inside you— fucking you even harder while holding your hips down so you wouldn’t run from it. 

You’d never run from it. You would’ve continued to meet his thrusts halfway if he hadn’t held your body still.

If anyone were to walk past his chambers right now, their ears would’ve immediately been assaulted by the sounds of slapping, squelching, and the king moaning— all while his newest concubine was telling him how big his cock was and please please please keep going— right fucking there ‘kuna, don’t fucking stop.

The day the king decided to listen to someone else’s orders would’ve been the day that hell froze over— and today was the fucking day. 

His body was purely driven by your demands and the need to please you as he continued to pound you out at godspeed. His tip continuously hitting all your sweet spots, making your eyes water and roll back from pure bliss. 

He continued to pound into you desperately, he knew he was gonna come hard. So hard. He wanted it so bad. He didn’t even feel like he had control over his own body anymore, it’s as if something else took over him. All you could do was hold on tight as he fucked his way towards his release and yours.

You started to clench around him and he could tell you were close too with the change in your moans that were steadily becoming more and more strangled. You were trying so hard to control yourself but were obviously failing. So he started pounding into you harder and faster– throwing you off the edge as he fucked you both through it. The pressure quickly built up and you were cumming all over him again.

He kept going well after that– now overstimulating you as he chased his own relief. One that he could only find deep inside of you. His already intense strokes got even more erratic the closer he got, he already knew he was gonna cum so fucking hard for you and wanted to so bad already. 

Especially after you started telling him bad you wanted it and needed it and to please please please fill you up.

It didn’t take long until Sukuna to start spilling hot ropes of cum inside of you. It was so fucking much, some of it was already coming out of you in between each thrust as he continued to fully empty himself inside of you.

Heavy breathing filled the air as you both came back to reality. You milked him for everything he had and he couldn’t believe you were able to pull that much out of him. You both were absolute wrecks, maybe more so the king himself because he could not find the energy to get off of you for the life of him.

“So heavy Kuna,” You complained as his weight started to crush you. 

He let out a groan before lightly kissing your cheek, then forcing himself to lay next to you instead of on top of you. He’s broken a concubines bones before and didn’t want that to happen again, especially not you.

“Where are you going?” He mumbled into his pillow after feeling a shift in weight on the bed, which was you getting up from it. 

“Back to my chambers,” You responded as kindly as you could despite how worn out you were. You figured your job was done, and didn’t want to overstay your welcome.

“No you’re not,” He boyishly complained. “I didn’t say you could leave. Come here.” He demanded, one that was less intimidating than usual since he was pouting.

He turned to lay on his back while repositioning you to lay fully on top of him. He didn’t say anything else for the rest of the night as stroked your hair until he drew light snores out of you. The king however, did not fall asleep as easily as you did. Despite already having you sleep against his chest, he still couldn’t get his mind off of you and the way he was so easily drawn to you. 

He thought about you and wondered if this was all a mistake— having you become a concubine despite not having room for another one, giving you his mothers old quarters, keeping you here in bed with him even though he got what he needed from you.

Was he moving way too fast? No. That wasn’t possible. He always visits new concubines the same day of their arrivals, aside from Yuna who he knew he would never touch. He waited almost a week to see you.. so no, this wasn’t moving too fast. Not by his standards at least. 

So what was it?

next chapter

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