It’s Wine o’clock somewhere!
“Stop running, you'll mess up your hair!” Your lady's maid chases after you
“We will be late!” You continue to run down the hallway lit with candles, your dress flowing behind you, your ladies' maid tripping over her skirts, and the clacking of heels fills the hall.
“Ah, there you are!” Your father, Julius Novochrono, the current wizard king, is waiting at the entrance for you.
“You're late.” You roll your eyes as you take his arm.
“I’m here, isn’t that enough?” Your eyes fixated on the door in front of you
The doors open the ballroom, lit with bright candles, the ballroom's brown wax floors reflect the red of your dress and the white of your father's suit.
You both walk to the middle of the room and begin to waltz, your father twirling you around the dance floor, the other magic knights and guests become blurs in your eyes as you can feel their gaze on you.
The waltz ends, and your father bows to you; you curtsy to him. As you lift your head, your eyes lock with a black-haired man just for a second, and you feel your heart pounding.
You look away quickly, and Lord Fuegoleon Vermillion walks up to you and bows, kissing your hand.
“Hello my lady” Fuegoleon Vermillion
“Lord Fuegoleon,” you breathe out. He smiles, and you urgently take his hand and lead him off the dance floor.
“I need your help. Who’s that man with the dark black hair and the dark eyes? He looks… different"
He chuckles, knowing why you really wanted his help.
“That’s Captain Yami Sukehiro of the Black Bulls. They fought valiantly during the fight against the elves. I’ll introduce you.”
He takes your arm before you can protest, and you almost stumble as he drags you towards the Black Bulls captain.
“Captain Yami! How are you doing tonight?” he pats the tall man on his shoulders as you wait behind him to be announced.
“Get off me, what’s got you so riled up?” Yami shakes the man's hand off his shoulder
Fuegoleon steps aside and places a hand on the small of your back, and pushes you forward.
“Yami, this is Y/N Novochrono, the Wizard King's daughter, Y/N this is the Captain of the black bulls.”
Yami's eyes lock with yours, and something sparks in both of you. You take his hand and shake it,t knowing it was a more common greeting for non-royals
But he takes the back of your hand and kisses it, his eyes lifting to meet you as his head raises, locking with yours. Something catches in your throat.
Fuegoleon takes the hint.
“Hey, I think I see my sister. I should uh go see what she wants.” His sister isn’t even here tonight
But you're not listening to him as Yami's eyes are still intensely locked with yours, his hand brushing the back of your gloved one
“Do you know how to waltz?” Your hand is still in his
“It doesn’t look that hard.” Yami wears an arrogant smile. He’s never even tried, but you play along.
You laugh a little, “You're right, it isn’t that hard…would you like to-“
“Yes. I mean, yes, I would like to dance.” He says a bit too quickly, his cheeks turning a light pink.
His hand still in your rubbing the white glove, people were starting to notice the inappropriate amount of time he was spending with you.
“Hey, aren’t I supposed to ask you that? Don't steal my line.” He wears a playful expression. As you step closer towards him, you lean in a bit too eagerly.
“Yeah, but I figured you weren’t going to ask.” You lead him onto the ballroom floor, and you lean in to whisper, “Just follow me, I’ll lead.”
The music begins, and his hand is on your waist a bit lower than it should be. You blush red at how exposed you feel. Yami can’t stop glancing at his feet. The two of you spin around the ballroom, your eyes locked with your father's,s he’s smiling at the two of you.
“ I don’t do this often. Actually, this is my first time.”
His hand grips yours tighter. As if he’s nervous, he might stumble.
“I can tell… hey, how about we get out of here instead, someplace more private?" You were eager to get away from prying eyes.
As a princess of the Clover Kingdom, you were not afforded a very private life. But you never enjoyed being the center of attention. Espically not at big events like balls
“Yeah,h but aren’t you important? people would notice if we left.”
You roll your eyes. Do you want to keep pretending you know how to dance? Or do you want to focus on more important ventures?” you whisper the last part, your eyes darting up and down his frame. He twirls you in his arms, the skirt of your dress hitting his legs.
“Well then, you certainly don’t waste time.”
He smiles as you take his hand off the dance floor and walk towards one of the side doors. You turn your head and see your father walking towards you with a smile on his face.
You grab Yami's hand and move faster, weaving in between the crowd. You exit out of the side of the ballroom,m and he trips over your dress a little as Yami's feet struggle to keep up with yours.
“Where are we going?! Why are you running so fast, Jesus?” Your grip on his hand tightens
“From my dad, I don’t want him to see us.”
Yami's eyes went wide, shit, she was Julius daughter. God, this was such a bad idea. That didn’t mean that the idea didn’t excite him; he just had too much respect for the man to ruin his daughter.
See, this is what Yami should have thought as her eyes met his and she looked at him with an all-encompassing look. His mind told him something else, but he wasn’t thinking with his head. In fact, he was doing anything but thinking as you dragged him along the hallway.
“Maybe we should just say hi, I mean, he is the wizard king, and you're well… dad.”
You stop in front of a chestnut door with gold handles. You pause as you place your hand on the doorknob in front of you.
“Listen, I didn’t want to be at this stupid ball, and I think you understand where I want the night to go between us, so I would like it if you didn’t talk about my father right now.”
You flung the doors open to a bedroom bigger than his and his vice captains combined—a suite with brown floors and high ceilings. A red couch faces a large canopy bed and a fireplace warming the room with its glow.
Yami couldn’t help but gawk at the sight of your room. You close the door and lock it from the inside. Wasting no time, you immediately took your heels and gloves off, throwing them onto the floor.
You walk over to the bed and pull back the curtain near the head. You take out a bottle of wine that you kept hidden and walk over to the couch. You flopped down and looked over the top. Yami was still there, staring like an idiot at the grandeur of your bedroom.
“Well… are you going to join me or not? You hold the bottle up in triumph, and he takes his suit jacket off and walks over to you.
“Your room is fucking huge, you know. There are some rooms in the Black Bulls' base that are smaller than this. I think our dining room is smaller than this!”
You pop the top of the wine glass off and take a swig.
“There’s a balcony as well.” Yami rolls his eyes as he takes the bottle from your taking a drink from the bottle that touched your lips a moment ago.
“Of course there’s a fucking balcony,” Yami says as he touches the bottle to his mouth.
“So you're the black bulls captain, huh. You guys have been making a lot of noise lately, especially with that no-magic kid on your squad. I heard you even placed at the star festival.”
Yami nods his head as he begins to relax, the warmth of the fire as well as the wine getting to him.
“I don’t recall seeing you there? If I did, I would have remembered meeting a woman like you.”
You swallowed the wine, feeling the warmth slide down your chest. “ I wasn’t there, I was on a diplomatic mission between heart and clover. I heard it from Lord- sorry, I mean Captain Fuegoleon.”
Something panged in Yami's chest. “ I didn’t realize you and he were so close. Maybe we shouldn’t-“
“We’re friends, he and I grew up together. Trust you have nothing to worry about, I’m completely single.”
You took another drink from the shared bottle, and Yami moved closer, his arm resting on the top of the couch, the heat from his body radiating onto yours.
“I find that hard to believe. You're a beautiful woman, the daughter of the Wizard King; you should have offers everywhere.” Yami felt bold as his hand began to play with a free strand of your hand twisting it between his fingers
“It’s not that I don’t get offers, I just turn them all down. None of the royal men in this kingdom do it for me. They act all pious and mighty, but when you get to know them, it’s something else. They have only seen me for my dowry and connections. I want someone to see me for more.” With that last line, you place your hand on his thigh, the wine also allowing you to feel bold
“None of them have… pleasured me. They like to think of sex as a ritual, but when you do meet another royal willing to hook up with a princess its disappointing to say the least.” You stare at your lap, suddenly interested in the lace of your gown
“So you have done this kind of thing before? Isn’t it frowned upon by royals or whatever? I heard you are expected to remain pure until your wedding or something. Is that right?”
You laugh, “Isn't it kinda late for that question, Yami? If you don't want me, I can just go back to the ballroom and dance with a random lord and let him take me anyway he wants. Either way, he would see me as a bargaining chip, and we can pretend this never happened.” He bit his lip. There's no way in hell he's going to let this opportunity pass him by.
Yami leans in close, his lips grazing your cheek, “How do you want me to see you right now? Do you want me to take you right here? Because I'm not stopping until you're satisfied.” A bit of pleasure runs through you as his low, deep voice kisses your ear
“See me as a woman, not a royal. Just a women who very, very much want this,” he puts the bottle on the floor, cups your cheek, and kisses you softly as if you're made of glass.
He pulls back and looks you in your eyes. You lean forward to deepen the kiss, your hands trailing up his chest. Lips parting even more to give him access. He bites your bottom lip, and you gasp slightly as his tongue enters your mouth.
Your hands are working on the buttons of his top as his hands trail down your back. You pull away and turn around, and Yami kisses your neck as his hands work on unlacing your corset. The gown slides down your shoulders as your back is exposed, and Yami slips off his button-up.
You turn back around and step out of the red ball gown, and climb into Yamis lap. His hands rest on your hips as your lips find his again. You begin to grind against him, desperate for friction. He kisses down your neck, and you arch your body against his. Nails digging into his skin slightly as he leaves purple marks along your collarbone.
Your hands weave their way through his hair as one of his hands slides into your lace panties, gripping your ass and pushing you further down onto him. “Yami, please, I need more.” You moan, yearning for more pressure between the two of you.
“You said you wanted to be treated like a woman, well, let me show you what it would be like if you were my woman.” Yami reaches down between your legs and slips a hand in the front of your panties and rolls your clit on the pad of his fingers slowly, agonizingly slow.
“Hmmm fuck ahhh, that feels good.” Your breath catches a little, and your head rolls back. You steady yourself with your hands on his thigh; you can't help but grip them as pleasure fills your lower body. Yami can't help but marvel at the sight of your body in the warm glow of the fireplace. You begin to roll your hips against his fingers, and he bites his lip, feeling himself grow harder.
You find the will to stop yourself and lean forward to unbutton his black pants. You take his fingers in your mouth and taste your desire, moaning as your tongue slips between his digits. His mouth is agape as you release them.
You get off his lap and slowly take your bra and panties off, letting them fall onto the floor. You drop to your knees as you slide them down his thighs, a playful smile across your face. His cock was big in girth and in length, and his balls were heavy. ‘fuck theres no way thats fitting in me,’ you thought.
You licked from the base up, and Yami gasped in pleasure as it had been a while for him as well. Your tongue circled the head of his cock, taking beads of precum into your mouth, mixing it with saliva. You begin to take his cock in your mouth, your tongue running along the bottom. You take him down halfway and look up at him through your lashes. His eyes lock with yours, and his hand grips yours as you begin to bob up and down. A pool of pleasure is forming in your stomach.
“Shit, yes fuck thats good.” Yami relaxed more into the couch as you take your other hand and lightly squeeze his balls while your mouth worked on his length. He almost arched off the couch when he felt his nuts tighten in your hand.
He grabs your chin and lifts your lips to his, tasting himself. He then lifts you off the floor and wraps your legs around his waist. He squats down a little, and you giggle as he takes the wine bottle from and takes a swig of it.
“I want some to,o” You state, even though you were slightly inebriated, the full effects of the wine not hitting you.
Yami takes another drink from the glass and looks at it, “ hmm seems there's only enough left for one of us.” You take the glass from his hand, and he grips your ass, keeping you suspended in the air.
“I guess we will have to share.” You pour the last of the wine in your mouth, and Yami's mouth finds your again
. The wine makes its way into his mouth and slips along his tongue and down his throat. Some of it falls between the valley of your breast down to your stomach.
He carries you over to the bed and lays you down. He licks from your stomach up to your chin, lapping up the wine. He stops at your nipples to suck on them, rolling the sensitive buds between his teeth. Your back arches off the bed in pleasure, and you grip his hair as his other hand reaches to tease the opening of your slit.
“Yami, I want you inside, please. I need it.” You beg as Yamis fingers tease your opening,g not putting his fingers in all the way but just enough to make you squirm.
“Be patient, I said I will treat you like my woman. My woman is gonna be a good girl and let me prep her for my cock, ok?” You had never experienced a man like this. Normally, the sex would be over by now, but Yami knew you needed something different
“Yes. Sir” is all you could say before Yamis tongue found your clit, sucking gently and flicking his tongue. His hands wrapped around your thighs, eating you like he's been starving. Hehe pulls you closer like he's trying to suffocate himself between your thighs.
“Oh my god! fuck Yami dont stop you feel so good” Yami reaches his hand up and you suck on his fingers taking two of them into your mouth getting them nice and wet for him.
He takes his wet fingers and opens up your hole, stretching it around his digits. Your eyes go wide at the sensation as he begins to pump his fingers in and out, as his tongue plays with your clit
Your moans grow louder, and you have never been more grateful for the loud ballroom a couple of doors down.
“ Yami, please, if you don't stop ill cum. I want your cock fuck” Yami continues to focus on your clit and hooks his fingers inside you, focusing on your G-spot
“Im cumming! Fuck fuck Im cumming Yami oh my god! Your body goes rigid as you grip the sheets of the bed, legs locking around his head, hips bucking up, Yamis face buried in your thighs, his tongue and hand not stopping as you ride out your high.
He kisses your forehead as you calm down and opens your thighs “ are you ready for me?” Yami strokes your thigh his other hand pumping his cock. You nod your head and Yami sinks into you slowly.
“Oh fuck you fill me so good Yami” You wine as he stretches your walls slowly reaching the hilt his balls flush with your pussy. God he must be in your sthomach at this point.
“Fuck you take ever inch of me so good. You love being filled by my cock dont you pretty girl.”
You can barely respond as your pussy is still sensitive from cumming. He knows what you need. Your hips buck up a bit and his hand grips your waist as he begins to pump into you. Your moans fill the room as he leans over his arms holding himself up
“Fuck your big Yami. I can’t-Fuck- I can’t take it oh god please ahhh” you wine as Yami thrust into you, tears forming in the corner of your eyes.
“I know, I know, pretty girl but you can take it” his lips kiss your ear. Your calf is on his shoulder and he begins to pump faster. All you could do is lay there and take it. Your hands gripping the muscles of his arms. Core began to flutter around his length
He lifts you up and sits you on his lap, your chest facing his. He’s on his knees, his thighs meeting his chest and you lock your ankles around his back. He begins to thrust into you and you head falls back in pleasure.
You where his fuck you as he bounced you up and down on his cock
“Yami please don’t stop, I'm gonna cum oh fuck. You feel so good” the new positions allowed him to pump himself in you as hard as he wanted. You felt yourself consumed with pleasure
“Fuck I’m gonna cum to. You want me to fill you up huh? Put a fucking baby in you? God no royal man is ever gonna do this to you I’ll fucking ruin you.” His thrust became sloppier. Your lips next to his ear all he could hear was your moans
“yes fuck, cum in me make me take fuck I’m such a fucking cumslut Yami oh god.” You could barely get the words out between moans.
Yami's hands grip your ass tighter as he feels his balls begin to tighten
“Say I’m yours pretty girl. Tell me how much you want this. Want me to use you like a fucking cocksleeve like this every night.” Yamis thrust where becoming erratic fuck he was close
“I’m yours. I’m yours please please I want you to cum in me every fucking night. I want to have your babies. I need it please Yami” nails scraping down Yamis back his back as he cums filling you completely this own lustful goans filling the room cum dripping on the bed as your filled to the brim
You both collapse on the bed, breathless and tired. His arm draped across your waist
“Holy fuck I don’t think I’ve ever had anything like that Yami” he takes your cheek in his hand
“You wanna go out sometime. We should like get a drink and do this properly. Unless your on some kind of prevention method you might definitely be pregnant.”
You sat up strait ‘holy shit’
“Well hope you have room in your team for a disgraced noble”
This was wayyyyy longer than I thought it was gonna be!
