Heyo!! Same anon who requested the Guesta x male reader, I really love it!! So I was kinda wondering like a part two? But not with Guesta but with Klein, cause I feel like he'll start acting like a brat after what the reader did to Guesta and wanted the same thing to happen to him.
So, like, a soft sex? The reader will be kinda rough but after learning why Klein did it while showing some insecurities, he'll be really gentle and soft with Klein. And after that, he'd be kinda smug towards the other consort especially towards Guesta.
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⏤ Characters: Klein⎮reader
⏤ Including: nsfw (-17) & sfw
⏤ Warnings → sub/bottom Klein, dom/top male reader, soft sex, worshipping, size kink, squirt
⏤ 2.500 words
You were all eating in complete silence, occasionally feeding Guesta some of your food. You were too engrossed in the meeting you were supposed to have in an hour to notice the strange atmosphere, unknowingly ignoring the glare that the man on your lap was receiving. As you notice some crumbs left on Guesta's cheek, you grab a napkin to wipe it off, and you hear the sound of a chair scraping loudly against the floor.
Your head shot up, and you see Klein leaving the room without looking back, a frustrated expression on his face. It is with a twinge of regret that you watch his back disappear and the door close behind him. Before you could stand up to run after him, Guesta wraps his arms around your shoulders with a big smile, trying to distract you from what just happened. And it seems like this single action was the last straw when Tasir shot up from his seat, hands slamming against the table, asking Guesta to let go of you.
Guesta's proud smirk has got on his nerves, and as he was going to punch him straight in the face, you raise your hand, stopping his action. As Guesta turns around to thank you, faking being in distress, he freezes when you pick him up and place him on the nearest chair. With long strides, you leave the room, trying to know where Klein could be.
At first, you were just walking quickly through each room before you started to run into any corridors, a strange feeling worked its way into your heart. Sadly, you did not manage to find him even after some minutes of research, and your meeting was starting soon. You were frustrated by this situation but promise yourself to talk to him later.
At the lunch, everyone was there except him. You waited and waited but he never showed up. You could understand he was not feeling well but not showing up and skipping lunch was ridiculous. You ask a maid to go search for him, but when she comes back, she told you he refused to join all of you. You insist for her to ask again, and this time he straight up ignored her and never responded back.
You leave the table, annoyed, telling the others to not wait for you as you head to where Klein was. Thankfully while you were in the corridor, you had the time to hear a door slamming not far away, and so you dash in this direction.
You stop in front of a big double door leading to an unused room, as you step inside, you notice Klein sitting alone in the middle of the room, not even looking at you. You call his name once, but no response, you try again, and he asks you to leave. You try to make him look at you, but he runs away, refusing to talk or even look your way. You feel your patience running thin, you place your hand on his shoulder, but he slaps it away. The noise echoed into the empty room.
At the same instant, his body tensed up as if he just understood what he did. He turns around in panic, seeing you scowl at him before turning your back to him, and heading to the door. He scrambles to get up, running after you, his arms wrapping around your waist, head nuzzling into your neck.
“Klein. Let go of me this instant.”
He does not respond, shaking his head against your neck, his hold tightening around you. As you were going to shove him away, you hear him sniffle, your hand stopped moving mid-air, confused by his behaviour. When you feel his hold loosen, you turn around to look at his face, eyes as red from crying as the tip of his nose. You feel your heart break at the view, and as gentle as you could be, you hug him.
With a whimper, he hid his head onto your torso, still not talking to you. You wanted to know what was happening but with him running away from your gaze, it was not helping. The chair Klein was sitting on before grabbing your attention and with a smirk, you grab his arm, forcing him to sit down on the said chair, caging him with your hands placed on the armrest.
You watch him grow nervous, shifting uncomfortably, but sit still when you grab his jaw, forcing him to raise his head. His teary blue eyes looking right back at you, little sniffles being the only thing heard in the room. Before you could say anything, he hiccups and starts to cry again, your eyes widen, not knowing what to do except kissing his forehead. And finally, he says something to you but not what you were expecting.
“You don't love me. You never did so why did you choose me as a consort. You always preferred Guesta over me.
You want me to leave, right?”
You thought about everything but this, it took you by surprise at the sudden negative thoughts, since you knew Klein was always so sure of himself. You suddenly pick him up, holding him close to you as you leave the room you were in, with him in your arms. You hear someone calling your name from behind you, but you don't care, you just keep walking. But you feel Klein starting to squirm to leave your arms, you refuse to let him go, as you grab the back of his neck to make him stay still, a familiar voice pronounces your name.
And that's when you understood what happened, Klein wiggles again as Guesta walk closer to the two of you, but you dismiss him with a single hand gesture before walking away. You could not see it, but Klein could, the way Guesta stopped in his step in shock while Klein felt giddy. And so, he hid his face in your neck, inhaling your scent with a small smile.
As you stop in front of his room, you freeze in your step and continue to walk in another direction, confusing Klein. You leave the place occupied by the consorts to head for your reserved quarters, ignoring the shock in Sonnaught's eyes.
You place the man in your arms down on your bed, grabbing a handkerchief to wipe away his tears and clean his face gently, dabbing the fabric onto his wet cheeks. As you let him rest on your bed, you were going to leave to bring back something to drink, but he stops you from doing so by grabbing your sleeves. His eyes impossible to resist begged you to stay there, and with a sigh, you lay down beside him hoping it would calm him down.
With how quiet he was, you thought he fell asleep, but you jump up when he suddenly starts to mumble under his breath. You stay still, trying to not make a noise, so you could understand what he was saying.
“Why doesn't he love me. I tried to do the same as Guesta, but it did not work…”
And it became clear why he was acting this way, he thought that being as bad as Guesta would grant him the same attention. You can't help but sigh, you felt like you were taking care of big babies always asking for attention and randomly getting jealous of each other. You crawl closer to him, wrapping your arms around his waist as you kiss his neck.
“I did not mean to make you feel that way. You are as important for me as the others, Klein.”
The cute moment with him in your arms cuddling ended much quicker than you thought. His hand grab some strands of your hair, bringing your head to his before kissing you. His hands gripping whatever piece of fabric they could reach, as he crawls on top of you, making it impossible for you to move away. But it's not like you were planning to.
His body was trembling against yours, to calm him down, you were drawing patterns on the side of his waist but suddenly, you feel something wet fall on your cheek. With difficulty, you are able to separate your lips from his and notice how he was crying. With a movement of your hips, you're the one on top, the position making him flustered.
You wait for him to calm down before asking if he was alright with what you were going to do, he nods and kisses you again but gently this time. You undress him slowly, kissing him every time one cloth is taken off, stopping each time he would feel too overwhelmed.
As he lay there in front of you, naked, you softly raise his leg, placing it on your shoulder, so you could kiss and bite gently his inner thigh. You intertwined your hand with one of his that was gripping the sheets, showing him that you were here, loving him. Each kiss made his hips jerk up, legs spreading apart as he was enjoying the feeling of losing control and let you do whatever you want.
You kiss his thighs, slowly moving closer to his lower body, his back in the shape of an arch, you move a pillow under him, so he could be more comfortable. His breathing itched, a soft blush covering his cheeks as he draws you closer to him, demanding a kiss. You chuckle before separating your lips from his leg, moving back on top of him, one hand caressing his jaw as your lips meet. A sweet moan escaped his mouth.
As he was distracted, you move your hand to his lower body, your finger teasing his ring of muscles. A sudden whine followed by a choking sound interrupt the kiss, his eyes widening and his ears reddening. As you slowly slid your fingers in, you watch his body reacting to your touch, and a smirk makes its way onto your face. Klein groaned, lips parting and hot breath escaping as he loses control along with your movements. You place your forehead against his, listening to his breathy moans as you slid another one in.
Since he never did anything of that sort, he was already too sensitive to any of your actions, and as you slid them a little further in, you watch as his hips jerk up, tongue lolling out and eyes widening. His hands scramble to grab something as the feelings became overwhelming, he moves closer to you, pleasure overtaking his senses. Suddenly, you see his legs spread violently, thighs shaking as he cums, eyes rolled back. His facial expression was breathtaking, surely he was handsome, but this sight was even better than you expected it.
You remove your fingers, massaging his hips as you wait for him to come back to reality, which he does some minutes later, breathless. The question he asks you with his wavering voice take you by surprise.
“What was that?”
“… Klein, did you never experience an orgasm?”
“No, I am your consort. I am not supposed to touch myself, my body is yours.”
He watches as your expression softened, and he's taken aback as you kiss him ever so gently as if he was going to break. But as you take off your clothes and your body is shown fully, he understood your reaction. His legs close around your waist, but you force them apart, your hands running through his hair as you make sure he was all right. You move your body to hover over him, placing one of his legs over your shoulder as the other stay on your thigh, his lower body not touching the bed anymore.
You push yourself into him slowly, afraid of hurting him but the loud whine he lets out as the leg around your waist forces you to go deeper says the opposite.
He could feel his body adapt to your size, belly bulging as it felt like you were in his stomach. As you whisper soft praises in his ear, he feels you move, slow and gentle thrusts, as you kiss his neck and shoulders, biting at some spots. He felt so good, but something seemed wrong, and as he looks down, he notices how you were not fully inside.
You let out a chuckle at the disbelief painted on his face, going a bit deeper to show him that it would hurt. You let him process the information before moving again, a sudden groan coming from his throat as he cums on his stomach.
You were going to stop there when he tugs at your hair, breathlessly asking you to continue. You can't help but smile at his cute flushed face, watching as he tries to convince you that he's all right. You can't help but place your hand on his belly, feeling as you move inside of him, not changing the pace. You praise him over and over, sometimes choking on a groan as you talk, observing Klein lay on the bed, limp, body engulfed in the soft sheets.
You move your hand to his dick, sensing he was going to cum again as you weren't far away, the way he would tighten around you driving you mad. Your mind was floating, unable to see something else than the man in front of you. You admire him as his mouth falls open, a scream coming out as his back arch, cum squirting out. He tightened around you so much it made you cum on the spot, taken by surprise as your knees goes weak, nearly falling on top of him if you did not catch yourself with your hand.
As you come back to your sense, you observe Klein crying from the pleasure, as he let out his orgasm, body fully out of control. His head was thrown back and shoved into the pillow, his mind shut down at the feeling. He was shuddering, drool coming out of his mouth, legs quacking.
Immediately after he comes back to his senses, he is so flustered by what happened, still, with a dumb smile spread across his face. As you let yourself fall next to him, watching the handsome man crawls on top of you, head resting on your torso. He suddenly comments on your heartbeat, about how fast it was. The only thing you said was, that you were in love.
He let out a chuckle and move closer, so he could kiss you, his body relax over yours and quickly, he was asleep. The next day, as you were eating breakfast, you act like you did not notice how smug Klein was to have spent the night with you. Taunting all the consorts and especially Guesta with the marks, an evident limp as he walks and dishevelled hair. The glares that were directed at Guesta the day before were now on Klein, and you feel like it was going to end the same way again today.
A sudden kiss interrupts your train of thoughts, and as you open your eyes, you see Klein's proud face just in front of you. A second later, a hand was slammed onto the table as a chair was pushed back with a screeching noise.
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