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Namjoon walked inside the hall with a proud chest and stiff mouth despite the situation that he was in. Guards rigidly holding his restrains from further letting him escape, almost treating him like a dog and eyes of all those shitty ministers all on him, there was no way of survival. He knew his end was near.
Above them all, sat the evil enemy of Namjoon, King Kim Seokjin, with a smug disgusting bratty look on his face. Namjoon stared at his face, noticing the angel like facial features in the devils body. He could clearly see the look of victory in the latter's face and it almost made namjoon want to throw up
As much as namjoon was scared of the blonde king's looks He cannot show his emotions, no he won't show his emotions. He has been very well trained by his father to never let the enemy show your weakness. Namjoon could feel tears leaking out of his eyes but he quickly suppressed them before they could roll down his cheeks. All will be well, he has faith in yoongi, the general will be here to save him.
When namjoon was finally bought down Seokjin throne, the guards quickly tried tugging his hair and pushed him down on the ground in order to bow. Namjoon pulled up a tough fight but ultimately he was outnumbered and fell to his knees.
Despite falling he didn't stop staring at Seokjin. The king was now just simply grinning at him in a childlike manner, almost as if he had won a lottery. Breaking of the starring competition Seokjin looked and the guards and raised his hands he stopped them from pulling his hair.
Namjoon stretched his head for a few minutes in order to relax his neck muscles. Namjoon tried resuming the staring competition but Seokjin stood up from his throne and stride on the pathway, he turned back and pointed at namjoon.
"And this is what the kingdom of Ilsan call a king. The guy can't even stand up straight anymore. Huh a big round of applause"
All the ministers in the court starting laughing. Namjoon realised why Seokjin didn't kill him off immediately, he wanted to see his enemy weak, under his knees, humiliated, desperate for a second chance. The current scenario might be a paradise for the young king. Seokjin beamed when he saw the little glint of defeat in namjoon's eyes.
And Seokjin needs to take advantage of this opportunity, "Take him to my room and let him rest" Seokjin commanded specifically looking at his most trusted commander Jung Hoseok. Hoseok seemed to have very well understood the kings plan and with a smile dragged Namjoon who desperately tried to fight pain with no gain.
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Namjoon didn't understand why he his hands were tied to the bedrest and the fact that he was blindfolded but this made namjoon realise that seokjin will go into depths just to see namjoon suffer. Namjoon did try to pull out of the restraints, however the handcuffs were secured well and there was no way he could break them.
He faintly hears the doors being open and close and he huffs out some breath, trying to calm himself.
"Oh Joonie!" Seokjin's melodic voice is heard and namjoon cringes at the nickname. How much more can this person try to humiliate him. Namjoon feels a dip at the corner of the bed indicating that seokjin is sitting near him. Then namjoon feels a hand slowly rubbing his torso.
"You will pay for this King Seokjin. I will mak..." Seokjin silenced him with a hush. Another giggle escaped from his lips. "Oh joonie" Seokjin repeated himself but in a much softer tone, gently combing the tall king's brown hair with his fingers. The action was supposed to calm Namjoon but he tensed and waited for Seokjins next actions.
"The war is over baby, your kingdom thinks that you are dead" Seokjin smiles as namjoon let's out a faint gasp.
"But you're too smart to let go Joonie," Seokjin proceeds to continue rubbing namjoon's torso. The blonde pulls the buttons of his armour and then ripping off his undershirt, "too beautiful to let go" he adds and he bends down and kisses Namjoon's tummy. "NO, YOU SICK FUCK. LET ME GO"
Namjoon tried to squirm away from Seokjin's touches but he is unable to move because of the restraints The only thing that can move is his face and mouth. "STOP" Namjoon yells when he feels Seokjin wet tongue kisses all over is body. "Don't lie king Namjoon, you like me worshipping your body" Seokjin groans as he runs his hands on the smooth tan skin only to stop when it reaches Namjoon's nipples.
"And besides it's either you become my sex slave or you die" An idea pops in the beauty's brain and he takes the nipple in his fingers and twists them. Namjoon lets out a angry groan as he feels his nipples getting erect from the touches. No, it can't happen.
Seokjin hums in approval "Cute" he mutters as he continues to twist namjoon's nipples, realising that the said man is now feeling slight arousal from this act. "I'll get out of here and then I'll kill you. I'LL KILL YOU KIM SEOKJIN!!" Namjoon screamed as Seokjin didn't even bat his eye to Namjoon's fierce face. Namjoon's eyebrows were furrowed, his teeth biting his lower lip just to avoid any other noises coming from his mouth. He tried shaking Seokjins hands off his torso which finally made Seokjin react to him.
Seokjin tsked, clearly annoyed by Namjoon's constant false threats, he gets up from him comfortable position. There is a silence for a few seconds when suddenly Seokjin lurches forward to capture Namjoon's lips.
Since it caught Namjoon off guard, the brunette wasn't able to stop and fight back. Seokjin wrapped his hand around Namjoon's neck and forced the younger to lean in closer. 'No no, this can't be happening' Namjoon screams inside his mind but he was completely helpless at this point.
Seokjin eagerly sucked on Namjoon's lips. He swears that these could be compared to two soft cushions. Now he was just waiting for Namjoon to break down and become his. It'll be better for all, Namjoon and him leading the kingdom in the day and then making love in the night. He had already planned little gifts for his lover, just some small little surprises.
To be honest, Seokjin had always eyes on the other king after they both met at a grand royal party organised by their neighbouring kingdom. Namjoon stood in the corner, softly smiling and poking his dimples out while looking at the dancers. At that point Seokjin just judged him from a distance 'how could such a soft looking giant successfully defeat all his attacks'
Turns out that the said male was extremely smart. Namjoon possesses brains of a intellectual and that was the reason why he had really strong tactics and good allies. With Namjoon’s intelligent brain and Seokjin’s strong fighting skills he’ll be able to conquer the entire world. In conclusion, Namjoon was just perfection and Seokjin just wants him.
No, Seokjin needs him.
And that what made a click inside Seokjin's mind and further continue his plan. He stopped kissing the latter for a few seconds, watching how Namjoon was now panting because of the lack of breath, mouth hung open and unintentionally readily inviting Seokjin.
Namjoon didn't understand what was happening. Before he could further screaming something caught his lips again. This time it was something wet. And it was trying to push itself inside Namjoon's mouth. It didn't even take second for Namjoon to realise that it was Seokjin's tongue. Seokjin didn't ask for his permission. He swiftly moved his tongue carefully placing the pill from his mouth to his perfect boy's.
Namjoon ,upon noticing the foreign object now in his mouth, tried to spit the pill back at the evil king but Seokjin started massaging his neck, causing the pill to slide down and enter his systems. Namjoon was truly fucked and Seokjin couldn't be happier. "Baby, you're mine." Seokjin spoke as he gently caressed Namjoon's cheek to break him down further.
Then Namjoon felt the weight on top of him disappear. With the blindfolds still on his face it was hard to know what other plans did Seokjin have in mind. Realising that now he might be able to break the restraints he started squirming again. He could hear the sound of footsteps but at this point he couldn't care less.
"Hey Stop Moving" Seokjin spoke from a distance noticing Namjoon's movements while still searching for his toy.
After finally finding what he wanted Seokjin returned back to his position. This time gently touching Namjoon when suddenly he hears a click. Seokjin has just used a cock ring so that his baby wouldn't come without his permission. Namjoon screamed when he felt the intrusion in his private area. "We don't need this pathetic little excuse of a cock now do we?" Seokjin smiled as he now saw the blindfolds soaked in salty tears. Namjoon was crying.
Seokjin bent down to match the level of Namjoon's open legs, taking a hold of the brunettes pants and underwear he pulled them off. Namjoon tried to kick the king in the face but the grip on his thigh was way to strong and his body felt weak.
Seokjin leaned forward and pepper kissed Namjoon's hole causing Namjoon to close his legs but seokjin held his legs, spreading them as far as possible. "Baby if you do my way you'll get a reward"
"King Seokjin, please just kill me instead. I can't- oh" Namjoon's body jerked when he felt Seokjin's tongue on his hole, Licking it like an ice-cream. "PLEASE STOP!" Namjoon screamed as the blonde continued to eat him out. The squelching sounds continued and as time went by Namjoon's body felt hotter and heavier than before by every second.
His arms and legs felt like rocks and he was struggling to even pick them up. A foreign warm feeling entered Namjoon's system, starting from his neck and slowly going lower. Namjoon at first didn't understand what was happening to him but he remembered the drug that he was forced to intake.
Namjoon's mind now just solely focused on the warmth. He felt it first when the warmth reached his nipples, tickling him ever so lightly. How good it felt as the warmth slowly reached his hole which Seokjin was sucking with such passion. Namjoon felt good. he didn't even feel this much happiness when he became the king in his kingdom.
Now instead of abusive threats, cute gasps and moans escaped from his mouth. Seokjin noticed the changes. Abruptly stopping for a bit, studying Namjoon's sweaty face.
The drug was finally working.
Seokjin chuckled as he removed Namjoon's blindfold. Namjoon eyelashes fluttered for a bit, trying to adjust his eyesight and Seokjin proceeded to continue pleasuring his baby. Namjoon looked down and gasped when he saw Seokjin staring right back at him while sucking. His eyes looked so dangerous.
Still uncomfortable He tried to squirm away. He has to not let the drug take away his control. He has to fight back, maybe Seokjin will give up and kill him instead. He bit his lip to avoid any further noises from his mouth."STOP THIS ah" He Continuing his protests but Seokjin was having none of it and harshly slapped the inside of Namjoon's thigh.
This caused a switch inside Namjoon flip. He started moaning loudly, enjoying the feeling of being eaten out. Also to speed the process he even squirmed a bit closer so that Seokjin could get deeper inside. The warmth felt amazing. He was close, he could feel it. Seokjin retreated back for a second.
"Hmm, I guess Joonie does deserve a reward" Seokjin spat on his own fingers and started preparing. Namjoon with half attentiveness, impatiently whined for the feeling to come back. Seokjin decided to start it easy, he knew it was going to be Namjoon's first time and he wanted it to be perfect. "Could you count for me baby?" Seokjin requested as he pushed one fingers inside Namjoon's ass.
Namjoon opened his mouth to protest but he missed the feeling so much that when he felt the finger inside him he sighed. "One" he mumbled, subtly trying to hide his blushing face with pillows. Seokjin started to work his finger inside his ass and soon another one joined him, working like a scissor.
Enjoying the fingers Namjoon speaks up "t-two." Oh he felt so sweaty now but he endured the heat, taking deep breaths. His arms and legs flayed around causing the restraints to irritate his skin. And then suddenly...
Two more fingers enter his system.
Unaware about the sudden action, namjoon jolted up.He was in a state of euphoria. His loud moans could be heard from miles away. His hole felt so tight ,so used and he loved it. "Four" he yelled this time. Seokjin, pleased with Namjoon's reaction continued working. When he finally felt that the brunette was stretched enough and ready to take his cock he stopped and removed his fingers.
Namjoon laid limbless. Eyeing Seokjin as the blonde was unbuttoning his pants. His cock twitched at the sight of it but he wasn't allowed to cum. The cockring was still there. Seokjin positioned the tip of his cock right in Namjoon's entrance.
"Beg for it"
Namjoon reminded himself that he was the king and he had to fight this blonde man in front of him. His people are waiting for him. He’s supposed to be stronger than this. How come he is able to fight efficiently well with our kings in the battlefield but now can’t even lift his arms to push Jin from the bed. King Seokjin might kill all the people working under him. Including Yoongi. He can't let that happen. No no no he can't let that happen. But as soon as that thought came, it disappeared.
Namjoon loves sex and Namjoon loves Seokjin. Only Seokjin can bring this warm feeling and he likes this feeling. In fact Namjoon now can’t live without it. Besides The role of king only burdened his head. He didn't like to dominate, he liked to be dominated and that is exactly what Seokjin was doing.
"I want your cock inside me. I want to be ruined by you.Jinnie take me"
That's all it takes for Seokjin to know that Namjoon is fully broken. (Jinnie huh, his baby did choose a cute nickname for him) With a sinister smile on his face. Seokjin gently pushed himself inside Namjoon.
Namjoon unaware about the excruciating pain moaned loudly. Seokjin without waiting for a second started moving inside and out with his skilled moves. And the pain doubled. Namjoon started biting his lips "please go slow" he lowly mumbled.
"You'll start enjoying it in no time. Baby will then beg me to fuck him harder"
Seokjin went deeper with each thrust and finally found Namjoon's prostate. As soon as it hit him Namjoon's body trembled as he moaned loudly, he never felt this sensation before. He felt so complete,so used. He didn't belong as a king, he belongs to Seokjin. Seokjin kept his brutal treatment on the sensitive sweet spot inside Namjoon's firm ass. Who was now crying and losing all sense with each thrust. This was all too much for him.
"Faster ah. Go Faster please"
As Seokjin quicken the pace of the thrusts and started to tease Namjoon's obscenely hard nipples with his fingers, amusing himself with how the brunette continued to moan softly as he progressively turned the rigid flesh into two more sources of pleasure by rubbing, squeezing, teasing with his nails and wetting them with spit... he was in ecstasy, with his eyelids fluttering half open and hair sticking to his face.
Namjoon wanted to cum so bad, but the cock ring was still there. "Jinnie I feel weird" he expressed his concern. Seokjin's hand left his nipples and started squishing his cheeks. "You can cum anytime Joon-ah"
Namjoon frowned at this remark. How can he cum if the cock ring is still there. The feeling was unbearable but then His body tensed as he clutched the bedsheets tight. Seokjin continued to tease his prostate another foreign object joined him. It made Namjoon insane as his body throbbed and he felt a warm thick liquid coming from his hole. That's when Namjoon realised, He came just from his man-hole. A mixture of confusion and pleasure surrounding his brain unable to realise it was all the effect of Seokjin’s little pill.
Seokjin, knowing that Namjoon was now beyond exhausted quickly finished himself too. "Namjoon, baby I'm gonna cum" he informed. Groaning loudly as he came inside Namjoon's fluttering hole. Namjoon, being too fucked out to even move, just moaned loudly. He swears that for a moment he saw stars all around.
Seokjin pulled out admiring Namjoon. With his tousled hair, panting face, jittering love marks all over his body, white puddle of leaking liquid and rolled up eyes he looked like the finest piece of artwork. "Finally, you're mine" Seokjin chuckles as he removed the restraints causing Namjoon's hands and legs to fall down in a thud.
Seokjin decided to call his maids to clean up Namjoon but not before placing a chaste kiss on his lips. Namjoon regaining his strength just looked up and showed his insanely famous dimpled smile to him.
“Yes my king, I’m yours”