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They lost. A hundred year battle that his ancestors struggled so hard to stay ahead of. And they lost.
The prince stares horrified down at the dead body, wondering how it all came to this. His father is dead, that much is apparent. And the rest of the troops probably faired the same. Outside the palace walls, his people are being enslaved or eaten by dragon shifters. It's always those damned shifters.
"I've seen a lot of beautifully priceless jewels in my day, but you are by far the fairest, your Highness."
Yoongi's skin crawls. The sound of the dragon shifter's voice feels like a bucket of cold water being dumped on him. He looks up at the man, if he can even call him that. Jung Hoseok, the King of the Dragons. Yoongi had only ever heard about him growing up, seen him in books and on scrolls. A living legend, right in front of him. It makes his insides turn to stone.
The shifter doesn't look a century old, in fact he looks just to be a little younger than the prince himself. Yoongi's father had always said that dragon shifters are meant to live millions of lifetimes, that they - in theory - are the superior species amongst the Earth. But man was dumb and selfish and cruel and wanted to wipe out the dragons. All of that struggle, lead up to this moment of failure.
"Cat got your tongue, pretty?" Hoseok practically purrs, coming closer. He climbs the steps to the throne Yoongi now cowers behind. The King's throne.
"Come on, don't hide from me. I'm not going to kill you."
Yoongi doesn't trust it, but he doesn't trust his voice even more to speak up. The young prince tries to get away, rounding the corner of the throne and attempting to dash off to the side hall leading to the emergency tunnel. He knows it's a bad idea, but it's the only thing his little coward mind can think to do in the moment.
Hoseok catches him as easily as a venus fly trap catches a bug. Yoongi screams as a pair of strong arms wrap around his middle, lifting him up off the ground and carrying him back to the throne. Hoseok sits, manhandling Yoongi to sit on his lap. He secures the prince there with his sturdy arms, almost like chains in a prison. The shifter laughs, the sound dark and low in Yoongi's ear. It makes him shiver with fear.
"Don't do that again if you know what's good for you," Hoseok hisses in his ear, nipping at the tip with his sharp teeth in a teasing manner.
Yoongi whimpers like an injured dog as his body uncontrollably shakes. This is going to be his end. Will the shifter fully transform like in the legends and devour him? Or will he be kept as a chew toy, tortured until he dies with no mercy? Maybe he'll kill him like his father who's body still lays at the end of the stairs, tearing out all his insides and leaving them strewn about like horrible decorations.
"Oh, pretty, don't be scared," Hoseok cooes in a sickeningly sweet tone. One of his clawed fingers comes up and stroking Yoongi's cheek. "I'm not going to hurt you like I hurt them, you're far too precious for that."
"T-t-then w-w-what?" Yoongi whimpers, his voice shaking in time with the rest of him.
He can't see it, but he can hear it in his tone. Hoseok's smiles. "Well, my prince, I want to make you mine. Your father was a greedy creature, as all men are, and refused your hand to me. So, I've come to take you myself now that he's out of the picture."
Oh. Oh no. Yoongi feels hot tears building up in his eyes and beginning to run down his cheeks. Hoseok cooes at him the entire time, wiping away the tears with his clawed hands. It doesn't settle Yoongi, just makes him more frightened. He doesn't want this beast, he doesn't want to be made a slave to the other's lust until his demise. That's a death sentence in itself. Yoongi should surely die the first time the shifter tried to take him. Shifters are far too strong, even in their human forms. He would rip Yoongi in half.
"No! P-p-please don't!" Yoongi sobs, his body curling in on itself subconciously.
Hoseok shakes his head and drags the poor boy closer, almost cuddling him against his chest. It weirdly feels like an attempt at affection. But, Yoongi isn't stupid. The shifter feels no remorse for his killing, why would he feel anything other than his own brutish nature for Yoongi?
"Shh, pretty, it won't be so bad. You'll get to keep your life, and you'll be saving your people's lives, too. As long as I have you, they'll be safe," Hoseok says in a whisper, his naturally steaming breath almost burning Yoongi's skin at the proximity.
What a horrible deal, Yoongi would never sacrifice his people. He finds himself nodding, feeling his soul leave him as he senses Hoseok's lips pull into a smile against the skin of his scalp. He's made a grave mistake.
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Hoseok is strangely gentle with Yoongi, carrying him with those strong arms up to the King's room. It's like a slap in the face for Yoongi to come in here. Especially with the thought in mind that Hoseok is going to take his virginity here.
The shifter lays him on the freshly made sheets, a hunger in his yellow eyes like nothing Yoongi's ever seen before. He wants to look away, to hide and just close his eyes until it's over. But Hoseok won't let him. The shifter pets his face again, the act tender and careful. Yoongi's crying again, but the shifter takes no notice.
Hoseok kisses the young prince then, his lips warm and soft as they work against Yoongi's. He doesn't recuperate the moment, but something inside him wails in shameful want. He feels heat rise in his cheeks once Hoseok moves on from his lips and begins to mark up his neck. The shifter bites and sucks on every inch of skin on his neck. The poor prince just knows that if he survives this he'll look like a strange monochromatic art piece by tomorrow morning, if not right now with how sharp and hard Hoseok is leaving hickies.
The shifter's hands roam down Yoongi's chest, pinching at his small, pink nipples until they pebble into hardness. Yoongi bites back a moan at the feeling, never before experiencing any of this. It's all so pleasurable, even though his mind keeps screaming that this is wrong.
Hoseok whispers sweet nothings as he works, continuous praises and promises of love fall from his lips. Yoongi's stomach turns with sickness as Hoseok kisses the area right below his belly bottom. He knows the shifter's intent with all of this immediately.
The dragon shifter hooks his fingers over the waistband of Yoongi's flowing pants, pulling down his panties as well in the process. Hoseok moans at the sight before him and Yoongi feels tears forming again. He was born different, the doctor said it was a miracle at all that he's functioning the way he does down in his privates.
Hoseok leans forward, his face just an inch away from Yoongi's pussy. He licks a strip up and then down, making Yoongi gasp out and arch his back off the bed. No one's ever touched him before, not like this. He hasn't even thought about it. But the feeling of Hoseok's rough tongue rubbing itself through his folds and flicking his clit has him absolutely blind with pleasure.
The shifter's tongue digs into his hole then, probbing the entrance until it relaxes and lets him in. Yoongi moans high and long, his hands grasping at the bed sheets around him as Hoseok works him open with his tongue. He's insanely wet at this point, panting heavy and hips moving in search of more pleasure.
"Such an eager little virgin," Hoseok husks. He leans up, his chin resting on Yoongi's hip as he stares at the prince with captivating yellow eyes. "No one's ever touched you down here before, huh? Not even yourself?" He asks in a degrading tone.
Yoongi feels his cheeks flush with embarrassment, even though there's nothing to be ashamed of the way Hoseok talks makes it like he's supposed to be. "Only you," he whimpers, his hips grinding against nothing.
Hoseok tuts and then decides to take pity on him. One finger comes up then, slipping into Yoongi's soaking entrance. The prince screams as the shifter finds his most sensitive spot with ease. Quickly, Hoseok slips in another finger, scissoring them and working Yoongi open even more. It burns and is a little uncomfortable, but Yoongi ignores it when he feels Hoseok lean back down and kiss his clit. His lips suck on the little bud, alternating between kissing and sucking it. Deep in Yoongi's stomach, it feels like he's going to piss himself.
"H-Hoseok!" Yoongi whines, reaching down and attempting to push the shifter away. He doesn't want to mortified any further by peeing on the dragon.
Hoseok, however, growls and nips at the inside of Yoongi's thigh in warning.
"N-no!" Yoongi tries again. "I'm gonna-"
"Cum, pretty, you're going to cum," Hoseok interrupts, still not slowing his fingers or his mouth. He's added another finger now, the three of them working in and out and continuously rubbing at Yoongi's sensitive spot.
"You can do it, cum for your King," Hoseok eggs him on, his breath so deliciously hot against Yoongi's glistening pussy.
With one more twist of his fingers and flick to Yoongi's clit, the prince is cumming so hard he blacks out for a second. Hoseok laps at the juices, drinking them like a man starved. When Yoongi's finally gathered himself again, he sees Hoseok standing up now with his cock in hand. And what an impressive cock, long and thick. Yoongi feels fear spark in his chest, will that even fit? Surely he'll bleed and split?
"Don't worry, pretty," Hoseok cooes at him, "you'll be fine."
The shifter slicks up his dick with his own spit and some of Yoongi's pussy juices. As he lines himself up with the prince's entrance, one clawed hand grips his hip. Yoongi winces as he feels cuts being made in the skin there, bruises begin to blossom too as internal blood vessels are ruptured from the pressure. He's so distracted by that pain that when Hoseok's blunt tip begins to push in he's not as startled.
Hoseok's hips work forward, rocking slowly as to gently ease his way in. Yoongi is thankful for that, not sure he could handle it if the shifter immediately shoved his cock all the way in. Once it's about halfway in, Yoongi's discomfort and pain turns to pleasure again.
"Fuck me, please," Yoongi whimpers. "I want it!"
This surprises Hoseok, the shifter's eyes widening minutely. But then his grip gets tighter and he's slamming his massive cock the rest of the way into Yoongi's tight pussy. The prince moans obscenely at the addictive feeling of being so stuffed. When he looks down at where they're connected, he surprised at the way his pussy looks so much like a flower the way it opens up for Hoseok. There's a bulge in his womb, and no doubt the shifter's cock is in there already.
"So tight," Hoseok moans, his voice impossibly deeper. He rocks his hips a little, grinding into Yoongi to stretch him out a little more. "Soon you'll be molded to the shape of me, ruined for anyone else. No cock is ever going to satisfy you the way mine can."
Yoongi nods along, his eyes squeezed shut again. He wiggles his hips, trying to get the shifter to start moving. When he finally does, it's a dizzying combination of heaven and hell. Hoseok drags his cock out oh-so-slowly, then slams it back in with enough force that Yoongi's body bounces with the effort. He screams, his hands going up to reach for Hoseok. He finds purchase on the shifter's biceps, gripping them like it'll save his life.
Hoseok continues to pound into Yoongi, growling lowly and grunting as he does. The sound is right in Yoongi's ear, his hot breath steaming against the skin of the prince's neck. No doubt he's going to get a little bit of a steam burn there later. He doesn't care though, all his mind can think about is how good this feels.
" 'm close, my pretty little prince," Hoseok grunts in his ear. "Gonna fill you up until your bursting. Would you like that pretty, would you like to carry my brood?"
The shifter is rambling, but Yoongi can't seem to care. He nods, screaming to the high heavens. "Yes! Yes! Please!"
With a few more thrusts, Hoseok is cumming. Yoongi follows soon after, the intense sensation of being more impossibly full leaving him breathless. It's a lot of cum, unimaginably so. Yoongi's womb is so stuffed with it that it distends a little, some of it even running out of his pussy despite Hoseok still being inside him. When Yoongi opens his eyes, he's met with the intense yellowed stare of Hoseok.
The dragon leans down to kiss him once more, and this time he recuperates it. Even though the shifter's cock has gone soft inside him, Yoongi wouldn't mind keeping it there for a little while longer. He whines when Hoseok goes to move away, hooking his legs together behind the shifter's back as a warning.
"Want to cockwarm me, pretty? Have I changed your mind that much?"
Hoseok teases him. He lays down on top of Yoongi then, his warm body covering the small prince's but not quite crushing him. It's a pleasant weight, and even though Yoongi should be screaming and terrified right now, he's not. He's content, content to just have Hoseok inside him. Totally unconcerned with the fact that he very well could get pregnant from this. He's on cloud 9, and he doesn't want to come back down to hell.
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It doesn't take long for Yoongi to balloon out. Within a month of their first mating - as Hoseok put it - Yoongi became pregnant. And even though he's only a month along, he looks like he's already through the first trimester. Hoseok explains it as such: dragon shifters have very potent sperm, and their babies require a shorter gestation time than human babies do. Yoongi paled at that, fear settling in. At this rate, Hoseok had said, the prince will be giving birth within the next two months.
Hoseok had taken him to one of his healer shifter friends, Seokjin. The handsome shifter had explained further that Yoongi's currently carrying twins, so that could also explain how massive his belly has become. After that visit, Hoseok became strangely more protective - and infinitely more horny.
Their nightly sessions of sex quickly turned into twice or sometimes three times daily. Yoongi is surprised he could take it, even though he's extremely tired and only wanting to lay down 24/7. Hoseok is still as much of a beast as he was the first time, not becoming any more gentle as the pregnancy progresses. He does become more thoughtful though, allowing Yoongi to choose the position or where they do it.
Yoongi's still terrified of the shifter, and he's still extremely depressed about his people and losing his father. And he never returns the sentiment of "I love you" when Hoseok moans it into his mouth as they kiss. He doesn't love the shifter, this is all circumstance. He's keeping his people safe and alive, and they have no idea.
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The day Yoongi gives birth is the worst day of his life. It was extremely painful and the doctor informed him that he would be needing bed rest and little to no movement for about a month until he was healed. Blessedly, Hoseok seems to accept that.
The twins are beautiful, so extremely so that it knocks Yoongi's breath out of his chest when he sees them. They lay down on his chest, whimpering and squirming as they try to get comfortable. Hoseok stands above him, smiling down at the scene. Yoongi feels tense, though, he knows this isn't the last ones, Hoseok said as much back in the beginning of the pregnancy.
"You did so well, pretty," Hoseok praises, petting Yoongi's hair. "I knew you would."