𝗂 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗂𝗇 | 𝗃𝗂𝗇 (𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗂𝗋𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗅𝗎𝗌𝗍)
"𝕐𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪 𝕖𝕩𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕤 𝕞𝕪 𝕤𝕒𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟'𝕤 𝕓𝕒𝕟𝕖 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕓𝕠𝕨 𝕥𝕠 𝕜𝕚𝕤𝕤 𝕞𝕪 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕀 𝕚𝕘𝕟𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕚𝕘𝕟𝕚𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕗𝕝𝕒𝕞𝕖."
pairing: warrior/bodyguard jin x princess fem!reader synopsis: the year is 1398, jin is a warrior sworn to protect the princess of his kingdom. word count: 5.9k warnings: 18+. MDNI. smut, p in v, unprotected, f!receiving, mentions of r*pe attempt (read at your own discretion, there is no graphic scenes but protect yourself if this is triggering), virgin f!reader, power imbalance. a/n: yes, yes, i know...JIN?? idk this might be controversial...oops. such wasted character design, ugh. HATED his character, i would mink tf outta him BUT these are completely different characters just the same name and kingdom setting. this is my first time writing something like this so bear with me, i suck at writing different time settings and kingdom politics are HARD 🤞🏻 this is smutty, do not read if you're a minor!
Tonight was the night. The dreaded night you had been waiting for since the night you turned 20. The year is 1398 and with every passing year since turning 18, your father, the founding leader of the newly established Joseon Dynasty has verbalized his concerns about finding a suitor for his daughter to marry. His mission from the day you were born was to maintain constant protection of you and that in return meant he was to choose your future husband. You are his only daughter and the princess to the dynasty. As a child, you never understood why he was protective of you until you grew up and faced the harsh reality that these men that surrounded you in the kingdom were hungry for you. Partially for your inheritance but at their deepest desires you were known to still be a virgin and that was prey to these warriors. Your father was wary of this as he was not an ignorant man.
Tonight, there was to be a selected suitor to have your hand in marriage. Shortly after turning 20, your father would choose the best suitor to marry his only daughter and there was to be a wedding after along with a bedding ceremony. His choosing, not yours. As the princess, you had no say in your future husband as it was against the rules your father bestowed upon you at a young age. He wanted someone well fit to be his heir in the future.
As your handmaiden finished wrapping your body gently in the beautifully handmade Hanbok, you started to feel uneasy.
The day that you had turned 20 was never a day you looked forward to knowing what was to come shortly after. The bedding ceremony was merely to show that you were claimed, the hungry warriors would no longer look at you with such lust. However, this was not something you wanted; this was merely a test of your loyalty to your father and his kingdom. You cried the entire week before turning 20 and even afterward it felt impossible to have more tears in your system. Even so, the hot stream of tears kept flowing and your handmaiden was quick to pat your face dry with a puff.
“Princess Y/N.”
Your handmaiden had just finished putting the remaining hair pins in your hair to secure half of it up as your guard, Jin, had knocked gently on the door. Your breath hitched slightly, you glanced in the mirror to see your handmaiden blush knowingly. She quickly patted away any stray tears from your face and checked her work. Once she was pleased, she bowed to you before walking to the door, she let Jin inside and departed with a gentle bow which he returned.
Jin said nothing as he stood by the now closed door, his strong gaze met yours through the mirror. You slightly adjusted the Hanbok, scratching at the neck in discomfort. You laughed slightly as you took in your appearance. You were primped and perfect for this night to your father’s wishes. Little did he know the powder on your face was applied more than once to hide the tears of defeat.
“Don’t I look ridiculous?”
Jin gave you a onceover in the mirror, his hand protectively on the sword strapped to his side. The sword was a gift from your father the day Jin swore to him to protect you at all costs. Jin was a strong, noble warrior. Your father valued him as he had earned his spot at such a young age. He was slightly older than you and you both grew up together. You’d consider him a friend if it wouldn’t have displeased your father as it did. Jin’s sole purpose was to protect you; he was to be no more than your guard and he had stayed loyal to his title.
“I think you look beautiful.”
However, as loyal as he was, there was always a certain tension in the air between the two of you. A forbidden tension that was never to be spoken of but ultimately crept into your thoughts late at night. A secret that you and the stars kept between you. The stars you had sung to whenever your hand would eagerly slip beneath your nightgown to give you a sense of release.
You closed your eyes and sighed, silently letting those thoughts drift out of your mind. Save it for the stars.
“You shouldn’t say such things. I had hoped I didn’t look beautiful for tonight.”
Jin gave you a small smile through the mirror, he stepped closer to you. You watched closely as he walked until he was but a hair pin’s length away from you.
“Forgive me, miss. I’m afraid any of those suitors would be foolish to not see your beauty even without this get up.”
“Must you remind me?”
You mumbled, breaking eye contact with him. You patted down the puffy skirt of your Hanbok and admired the detailing in the sleeves. Your mother had spent months preparing this Hanbok for you before she passed, it was this Hanbok alone that comforted you on this dreadful night. A small thought had also determined the strong man behind you was a slight comfort as well.
You turned around, barely brushing Jin’s tall, strong body as you did. He had the body of a warrior who had gone through years of battle. There were various scars that covered his warm skin, his chest bare beneath the Dapho he wore. You tried not to linger your gaze on that spot for too long but by the slight smirk upon Jin’s face you knew you had been caught.
“Here to sacrifice me?”
Jin’s jaw clenched at your words. His smirk quickly disappearing from his face.
“I’m here to escort you, princess. Your father is waiting.”
The sound of the title given to you at birth always sounded different coming out of his mouth. You huffed in protest, the night hadn’t even started yet and you were dreading every bit of it.
“You’ve been crying.”
Quickly, you turned back toward the mirror; the powder was still perfectly in place but there was no denying the puffiness of your eyes along with their red tint. You couldn’t possibly go out there like this, it was obvious that you were upset but your father might mistake it for something entirely different. You sighed, closing your eyes for a moment and Jin didn’t dare disturb the silence of peace he knew you needed.
“May I just have a moment longer?”
You opened your eyes and made eye contact with Jin through the mirror. He bowed his head slightly before stepping away, you nearly whimpered at the loss of the heat emanating from his body. You took a few more deep breaths knowing you were pressed for time but you didn’t care, you would face a small scolding for being late to your own celebration.
You did a onceover in the mirror and found that unfortunately you did look beautiful; there was no doubt that there would be many suitors tonight asking for your hand in marriage. You thought to yourself that maybe this wouldn’t be so bad. However, when you glanced at Jin in the mirror, the warrior was standing by the door and had never taken his eyes off of you. His jaw clenched more than you had ever seen it, he was visibly irritated and you weren’t sure of the cause.
“Jin?”
“Yes, princess?”
Again, the sound of that title coming from his mouth sent shivers down your spine. You fumbled in the small pocket of your Hanbok for the item you were seeking. It was your mother’s hair comb that she wore every day until she passed. Initially, you wanted to place it in your hair yourself but some sort of bravery and defiant part of you wanted Jin to do it for you.
“Would you mind placing my mother’s comb in my hair? I can’t quite see where my handmaiden has placed the pins.”
The excuse sounded more ridiculous having said out loud than in your head. Jin merely gave you that small smirk and stepped closer to you again. You stood facing the mirror, he gently grabbed the hair comb from your hands; the skin of his rough hands had barely grazed yours though it sent a spark throughout your arm.
“Stay still, princess.”
How could you possibly think straight when his voice lowered an octave when he spoke to you in such privacy? He was not helping your slightly pink tinted cheeks as his fingers brushed the hair that was not pinned up to one side of your shoulders, exposing the skin of your neck to him. Truthfully, there was no need for him to do so as he simply just needed to place the comb at the top of your head, yet you didn’t dare stop him.
He placed your mother’s comb perfectly in the center, its jewels sparkled in the dim lighting of your room. His hands traveled down your hair gently; you closed your eyes at the feel of them. You could’ve been mistaken; you felt the stray hairs on the back of your neck rise as Jin brushed his lips along your neck. Instinctively, you started to tilt your head to the side to give him more access to your neck but the rough, deep growl he released from his lips stopped you.
“Please, don’t move, princess.”
You obeyed but felt brave enough to open your eyes to see his tall figure hovering behind you. He looked at you then, his eyes dark with a look you had never seen before. He made no move to further his touch, the simple grazing of his lips against the back of your ear was enough to set your body aflame. His hand had slipped something inside of the pocket of your Hanbok but stopped you from reaching inside to feel what it was.
It was then that Jin realized what he was doing and practically threw himself a large distance away from you. He was slightly panting as if it took an immense amount of strength to pull himself away from you. Your body shook slightly with anticipation and disappointment soon settled over you. He had never tried something like that before; he was always aware of his surroundings and couldn’t risk doing something so foolish.
He would’ve been killed if he were caught by anyone lurking. He was your guard; you were the princess. It was forbidden but God, did it feel so right.
“Jin?”
You sounded breathless, turning around to fully look at him; he shook his head as if he were shaking out a trance.
“Forgive me, I don’t know what came over me. We should go now.”
And just like that, the moment of peace was gone. He was right, it was now time to stop the denial of your duties as the princess. Jin roughly opened the door and stood outside of it, his jaw visibly clenching as you walked closer toward him. He held the door open for you and he looked at you once more with a new look on his face; like he didn’t want this to happen either, like he was in pain. There wasn’t a shred of guilt regarding what he had just done, if anything, it was the guilt that he felt escorting you to be married.
It was that look on his face that made you want to grab his hand and run but you couldn’t. Your heart was singing a different song than the rest of the kingdom, you hoped that maybe Jin’s heart was singing the same way.
“I give you both my blessing. How lucky I am to now have a son-in-law! My daughter is very lucky!”
Your father’s obnoxious laughter followed by the rest of the kingdom’s left a sour taste in your mouth. The suitor your father had chosen was a gentleman yet a stranger. While your father was giving his blessing, you couldn’t help disassociating and left your body. You were now wed to this strange man and now it was time for the worst part. You nearly sobbed as you were led by your new husband’s hand to the large bed placed in the middle of the celebration room. The bed was covered with soft drapes along the posts to cover most of the view.
Your father had dispersed shortly after giving his blessing along with the elders; the rest of the kingdom were to be of witness to the bedding ceremony. Including Jin.
The warrior didn’t dare look at you, he wasn’t sure if he had the strength to witness this. As your guard, he would stay mounted right where he stood outside of the large bed. Your husband opened the drapes for you to pass through, that was when you had given Jin one final look. He showed you the mercy of returning his own gaze, even if it was through the corner of his dark eyes. There was a silent conversation between the two of you and you knew if this strange man were to make any false moves, Jin would kill him.
Once you entered through the drapes, it was instantly that your husband had stripped of his clothing. Your stomach dropped; this was truly meant to happen. You didn’t want this. You no longer hid the tears threatening to spill down your face now as you slowly unwrapped the Hanbok from your body.
The two of you had laid down and this man was in a hurry to claim his prize and the longer you laid there, the sense of longing for the man standing outside of the drapes overwhelmed you.
“Stop crying. You’re my wife now. I will claim you right here in front of this whole kingdom.”
The gentleman that stood in front of your father was long gone. This man was hungry and whether it was for power or to claim your virginity, as he crawled on top of you the sheer sense of disgust took over and you tried to push him off. He fought you and this only increased your anger.
You didn’t want this.
“Get off!”
Jin sharply turned his head in the direction of your voice through the drapes, his hand instantly falling to the handle of his sword. He waited for a moment before making any rash decisions. The crowd gathered around the bed were whispering as they watched the silhouetted figures inside of the drapes. The music playing throughout the room muffled any sort of noise inside of those drapes, even so, Jin could hear everything where he was standing.
This man was persistent and any good thought you tried to force in your head about him had blown through the wind. It was then as you tried to pry this man off of you that you remembered there was something Jin had snuck into your Hanbok. Knowing Jin, it was something that would be of use to you. You had managed to push the angry man off and scrambled to your Hanbok that was on the ground. You grunted in pain as he tried to grab your leg and pull you onto the bed again.
Luckily, the pocket was sitting upright for you as if placed perfectly just in case. You reached into the pocket and pulled out a small knife. Your eyes widened but quickly hid it as the man had pulled you back onto the bed. He was frantically trying to undo the underdress you were wearing; the only barrier between you and this naked, hungry man.
“I’m warning you. Get off of me.”
“What are you going to do, princess? You have no say now,” the man whispered in your ear, he licked a long strip from your neck to your ear and you growled in disgust. The man covered your mouth with his hand to silence you. Your screams were muffled. Glancing outside, you saw Jin’s tall frame silhouetted outside of the drapes. He was waiting, you saw it in the way he was positioned, hand on the handle of his sword. He was waiting for your word.
He was waiting for you.
It was then that you reached for the small knife and let out a scream though it was muffled through the strong grip of the man covering your mouth. You swung your hand aimlessly but had stabbed the man hard enough for him to let out a yelp of pain. He separated from you, shouting in pain as he looked at the knife embedded in his thigh. You scrambled off the bed, your underdress now soaked with the blood streaming from his leg.
There was a commotion outside of the drapes as people started to worry about what was happening inside. Once you fell on the ground, you crawled toward where Jin was standing. The man had pounced then, knocking the air out of you. It took you a moment to register that he was still trying to undress you as you were crawling even with the knife still lodged into his thigh.
“You bitch! You’re not going anywhere!”
You glanced over your shoulder at the man, his eyes wild with adrenaline. You barked out a maniacal laugh and shifted so you were on your back. He took the opportunity to pin your arms to the ground.
“I warned you,” you leaned toward him and whispered, sneering as you fought against the grip he had on your arms. The man looked at you in slight confusion and had the audacity to laugh before you screamed.
“Jin!”
He wasted no time, the sound of his sword unsheathing from its holder was the only thing you heard. A split second, one second the naked man was hovering over you panting, the next he had a sword through his chest. All it took was a mere moment before Jin had broken countless laws to save you. The man gargled through the blood filling his mouth and had spat at you. You winced as his blood coated your face, blinding you momentarily.
There were screams and the commotion of the crowd was now frantic. Screams for your father filled your ears. You paid no attention to it as Jin threw the now dying man off of your body. Jin’s eyes were hot with anger as he looked down to see the knife he had given you still embedded in the man’s leg. You quickly sat up and grabbed the knife, casting one last glance at your mother’s Hanbok before Jin had gently lifted you up.
“Come now, princess. This isn’t going to be easy.”
It wasn’t easy, in fact it was the hardest thing you had to do. Running away with Jin was something that only ever happened in your dreams. Though the sharp feeling of the cold air filling your lungs as you both ran through the woods away from the search party your father ordered was a reminder that this was real.
You both ran for miles, at one point you had fallen out of lethargy, Jin was right there to pick you right back up. He ran with you until you reached the outer war camps that were seemingly abandoned. These camps hadn’t been used in years but it was the only safe haven the both of you had. You lost the crowd of warriors a long time ago. Jin wanted to run further in case there were more that had the energy. It was freezing outside; the search party was bound to continue in the morning where the sun would help with the weather.
Jin had hidden you both in a broken-down cabin. He stood by the window for some time to make sure nobody was around before stoking a small fire to warm you up. He had pulled off his Dapho and wrapped it around your shivering body.
“Here, this should help until your body warms from the fire.”
You bowed your head to him slightly in thanks. His torso was now bare, he didn’t seem to mind as he walked back to the window. He paced back and forth, ever so the guard he was trained to be. It took some time for the small fire to warm your bones. You sat on an old bedroll and watched the muscles of Jin’s back tense every time he moved.
“Jin?”
He looked over his broad shoulder to meet your gaze. His eyes were stern with focus but softened just a touch at the sound of his name coming from your lips.
“We can’t go back…”
You trailed off, unsure if you were asking or if you were just trying to convince yourself of the inevitable.
“No, princess. I’m sorry. Your father wouldn’t understand. We’ve both disobeyed the throne. He’ll surely kill me if we returned; I cannot stomach what he would do with you.”
He was more concerned about your well-being than his own life. How had you not seen it before?
“I’ve failed them.”
Jin took one last long look outside before walking toward you, he knelt before you and took your face in his large hands. His hands had rubbed off some blood splatter on your face from your now dead husband.
“It is nothing but a broken system. You did not fail anyone. You listened to your heart and that is all that matters.”
Jin glowed in the light of the fire, his skin pebbled with goosebumps though he made no notion that he was cold. You both sat there staring at each other for a moment. In that moment it had registered that this man had disobeyed his position to the throne, had wasted no time to kill the man that had tried to steal your virginity without your consent, had run with you and he would continue to until you were both far away.
It was something a young girl like yourself could only ever dream of.
You shifted so that you now sat on your knees. Jin was confused for a moment though his eyes widened as he realized you were slowly bowing to him. He tried to gently push you to sit up straight again but you shook him off.
“Princess.”
“I am no longer a princess, Jin. Please accept my thanks. I ask for your forgiveness for putting you in this position.”
Jin sat there for a moment before you felt the gentle brush of his fingers caress your chin, he lifted you back up until you met his eyes. There were tears forming in your eyes at the thought that this man had sacrificed everything he had worked for to be here with you. Though you had thought that you put too much pressure on him, his eyes said a different story.
“There is no forgiving to be had. I did this of my own free will. I knew I wouldn’t be able to just sit there and watch that happen. Before you called for me, I thought about any possible thing to keep it from happening. Luckily, you’re just as strong as I knew you would be, if not stronger.”
His words had released a few stray tears down your face; he was quick to catch them with his thumbs. He was distracted for a moment and had swiped gently over your bottom lip. You sighed in content and let your body relax into his touch; you placed a gentle kiss on his thumb that had grazed over your bottom lip which caused his breath to hitch.
“You mustn’t do such things, princess. I might not be able to control myself.”
Jin made to stand up but you grabbed his arms, stopping him from moving. He looked at you and his jaw had clenched. His strong arms had flexed in your hands as if he were restraining himself from touching you.
“You never asked me why.”
“I need no explanation from you…”
You cut him off by placing a hand on his cheek, your thumb grazed his cheekbone. He leaned his head into your hand, sighing in content.
“Ask me why.”
His eyes darkened as you continued to run your thumb along his cheek. His own hand had grabbed ahold of your wrist that was holding his face. You thought he was going to remove your hand but then his thumb started to trace small circles on the back of your hand.
“Why, princess?”
You shifted closer to him, sitting up on your knees if you had leaned any closer your lips would’ve brushed against each other.
“Because he wasn’t you.”
Jin groaned as your fingers trailed to the headpiece wrapped around his forehead. You released it and slowly unraveled his hair from the topknot it was in. His hair wasn’t super long, just long enough to brush his shoulders and it was soft. He let out another groan whenever your fingers ran through his hair, massaging his scalp.
His eyes closed and you took the opportunity to brush your lips against his cheek until you reached his ear. The earrings he was wearing sparkled in the light of the fire.
“I stabbed that man because he wasn’t you.”
You gently nipped on his earlobe and dragged one earring from his ear. The groan he released from his lips was primal and filled with need. You switched to the other side and did the same with the other earring until they fell in his lap. His hands were placed in front of him, fists clenched as he continued to restrain himself from touching you.
“Now, Jin, I ask you. Why?”
You sat up again; your noses grazed each other as you waited for him to open his eyes again. Once he did, his eyes had darkened a shade, it took everything in you not to seal the deal right then and there. With his body glowing in the light of the fire, he looked like a prince. A prince with damage to his body and soul and you wanted every part of him.
“I killed him because he touched what was mine.”
Your body shuddered, his words alone could’ve completely undone you, yet you wanted more. Your bodies were practically vibrating with need of each other.
“There’s still something to be done.”
Jin’s eyes flashed with lust but he was still restraining himself. He sighed before taking your wrists and gently pushed you away.
“No, princess. I couldn’t possibly do that after tonight’s events.”
“Jin, whether it was tonight or tomorrow or the following day, it doesn’t change the way I feel in this moment. I wanted you in that bed. I wanted you to claim me tonight. You, Jin. What is stopping you?”
Jin’s jaw clenched, the sharpness of his facial features glowing beautifully. He was visibly in an inner battle with himself, his schooled features from being a strong warrior weren’t enough to hide his desire.
“I do not deserve you, princess. I am a lowly man. I do not deserve such a gift like yourself. I have known from the day I was sworn to protect you that I did not deserve to be in your presence.” He placed his large hand over your heart and briefly closed his eyes. “Your heart is too pure to carry the weight of me. I have killed men without a second thought. How could I be so selfish?”
“Forgive me, Jin. I am as selfish as they come. I will bear the weight of you. I do not see a lowly man when I look at you. I see a strong warrior who is loyal to those that have the luck of holding your heart. Let me hold you, Jin. All of you.”
“Princess…”
“You claim to think I am strong, treat me as such. Do not think of me as weak now.”
Jin closed his eyes, turning his head away from you toward the fire. He was breathing deeply, trying to control himself. You pressed your face against his cheek; he released another deep groan.
“Let me have you, Jin.”
He snarled to the flame before he grabbed ahold of your face. It was then that all of those late-night thoughts about the way his lips would feel against yours were fulfilled. You moaned in relief as he pressed his lips against yours, he answered with his own groan. His hands were given permission at last to roam your body and you thought you would explode with ecstasy.
His hands were rough but his touch was gentle. He unwrapped the underdress that was now tattered from running through the rough woods. Once he slipped the garment from your shoulders, your bare breasts were pressed against his hot bare chest. If he was cold before, he was fire now. He placed one of his large hands against your back and laid you back on the bedroll, his other hand caressing your face as he deepened the kiss.
Tongues met and you could’ve sworn the heat emanating off of his body would light you aflame. You accepted it with ease and let him hover over you. He fumbled with the rest of your underdress until you were completely bare beneath him. This was what you wanted. You wanted to be bare beneath him and for him to claim what was rightfully his.
Jin’s lips trailed from your lips to your jawline until he reached your collarbone. His hands roamed over your torso, finding the path to the curve of your breasts until they embraced them. You moaned as his mouth had traveled down your sternum, he placed a gentle kiss to your middle before deciding on which breast he wanted to ravage first. You arched against him as the feeling of his tongue was hot on your sensitive nipple. He groaned, squeezing the other with hand.
His tongue ran from your chest to your stomach where he adjusted himself to sit lower. He sat on his knees, adjusting your legs to wrap around his shoulders.
“So beautiful.”
You moaned as he gave a soft nibble on the inner part of your thigh. You were sure you were dripping with need at this point but an eager Jin paid no mind to it as he pressed his lips to your center. Throwing your head back, you nearly gave yourself whiplash as he devoured you. His tongue was intoxicating; this was far different from your fingers and the way he squeezed your thighs to keep you still made your nipples harden in pleasure.
“Jin!”
He moaned against your clit, causing a vibration to flow through your body. You shuddered as he nibbled on the sensitive bud. Your fingers had tangled in his hair, he groaned whenever you had tugged on it. Then the foreign feeling of his fingers slowly entering inside of you caused you to shriek in pleasure. He was slow, knowing you needed to adjust. You wanted more, more of whatever spell he was casting on you. More of him.
His fingers picked up their pace once your moans started to flow out of your mouth. You had nearly come undone until he pulled his fingers back much to your reluctance. You whimpered at the loss of them but he simply placed a long kiss to your clit before trailing his tongue back up your body. He gave a sharp love bite to your stomach before hovering over you again.
“Tell me to stop now, princess.”
“For all of the gods and goddesses’ sake, don’t stop.”
Jin let out a small laugh before pressing his lips onto yours again, you moaned at the lingering taste of you. That was when you felt his pressing need at the entrance of you. You gasped at the feeling of his throbbing cock grazing you.
“I’ll go slow. Just tell me when you’re ready, my love, okay?”
Tears could’ve spilled then at the sound of him calling you his. They were nearly forming as he slowly inserted himself inside of you. It was uncomfortable pain at first as he pushed until his body fully met yours. You shuddered and a few of those tears slipped out in pleasure. He stayed there for a moment, letting you adjust to him. He kissed your face gently and whispered sweet nothings.
‘Beautiful.’ ‘Perfect.’ ‘You’re doing so good, my love.’ ‘You are everything I dreamed of.’
You would strongly agree with that last one if it weren’t for the immense pleasure that had flowed through your body with the feel of his strong body holding you so gently. He pressed his forehead against yours and looked at you. His eyes were filled with desire, want, need. You nodded against his forehead and he took that lightly as he slowly moved. You winced as he did and he tortuously moved slower. He did so until your moans replaced the grunts of discomfort.
He kissed you again, slowly, deeply as he picked up his pace. He moaned against your lips, brows furrowed in concentration as he thrusted into you. Your nails had carved into the skin of his back and that released another deep groan from his lips. Of all of the scars he had on his body, he hoped you left deeper ones. His lips traveled the skin between your ear and jawline. He suckled on the skin and bit it causing another shot of pleasure throughout your body.
You wrapped your legs around his waist, one of his hands had caressed your thigh as he moved at a leisurely pace. You gazed up at the ceiling as he continued to suckle along the skin of your neck and saw a large hole in the ceiling. You were pleased to see a sky full of stars above. You couldn’t help but smile up at them as Jin picked up his pace once more. If only they knew the secrets you shared with them were becoming a reality.
Jin’s pacing turned sloppy as the both of you kissed, licked, bit each other. It was primal and raw, so unbelievably enticing you were surprised you hadn’t reached your orgasm. To not fault of his own, you simply were holding out not wanting this moment to end. However, once his pacing turned sloppy, you knew he was close. He angled your legs higher to reach a deeper spot, sending stars throughout your vision.
“Jin! I’m almost there.”
He moaned in response, quickening his pace for the final draw. His grip on your thighs had tightened and you prayed he left bruises to remind you of this moment. You wanted every possible mark on your body to look back on. You nearly screamed at the amount of pleasure the warrior was inflicting upon your body. Your legs shook around him as you reached your orgasm, singing his name to the stars and any lurking creature in the world.
Jin groaned as he thrusted once, twice as harshly as he could before spilling inside of you. The feeling of him twitching inside of you filled you with pride.
It took a long moment for you two to catch your breaths and it would soon be an all-night event where you couldn’t get enough of each other. He placed you in different positions where you thought it impossible to feel him even deeper until you were soul bound. You screamed his name until your throat was scratchy, nearly at a loss for words.
He would coax you through each and every orgasm he gave you. He couldn’t ever get enough of you, whispering affirmations in your ear like you were a goddess. Every part of him was now a part of you and by the gods you wouldn’t dare let anything take him away from you.
Not even as the kingdom searched for you both.
