crème de la crème | seonghwa
type: smut, royalty au, park seonghwa
word count: 1.3k
synopsis: determined to marry you, lust was one of the factors to want to marry you.
the ball. the grand ball so grandeur it would be filled with specifically selected guests. they all turn out to be of royalty as well, which meant classical talk, what’s been a trend - boring stuff. the only good thing at the ball was being able to dance with multiple people and not have to worry about seeing them again for a year.
“you’re wearing this dress,” honey, a stylist and your personal maid, announced, splaying the big and fluffy dress on your king sized bed. you nodded your head in acknowledgement. “come here, let’s put you in it fast.”
the dress was.. both uncomfortable and comfortable. it didn’t suffocate you at all, but it was so huge it was uncomfortable to move in. you huffed at honey, who motioned you to stand on the platform and began unraveling the laces behind your back.
“what are you doing?”
“we’re finding you another dress. i don’t think you’d enjoy dancing in this horrendous attire.”
and you agree. honey settled with a flowy satin dress, smooth against your skin and easy to walk around in. she did your hair and your makeup fully accustomed to how you wanted to look for the night, and upon looking at yourself in the mirror; you truly looked different.
the ball had started while you were getting ready, and walking down the red carpet colored grand staircase caught the guests attentions, smiles beaming up at you and eyes glistening from the chandeliers hanging from the ceiling. as soon as you landed, you shook hands with those who greeted you. exchanging a few hellos and how are yous had already worn you out, it reminded you of how grand balls were sometimes not your thing.
the ball room contained fewer people than you had expected, which only made it easier for you to glide through the marble floors to your parents. you recognized a few faces, some of them you don’t recognize at all. one of them belonged to a handsome prince, speaking to a girl about his age. he was handsome, like he came out from one of the books you read at the library in your castle.
“good evening,” you said, bowing your head to the people your parents were speaking with. they bowed theirs in return, the smile you saw them with never left their faces. “i apologize as i was a tad bit late to the party.”
“not at all!” the king, your father, gushed. he proceeded to introduce you to the pair in front of them, boasting about the achievements you’ve gained recently. it became embarrassing, so you excused yourself from the circle and left the room.
you found yourself wandering the well-lit hallways, admiring the paintings that decorated the walls, adorned with bust statues sitting on pedestals. rococo paintings protected by the gold frames matched the statues well, and the red drapes across from it that hung just at the top of the top-to-bottom windows. you thought maybe the castle was designed a bit much.
“why are you here all by yourself?” a voice not too far behind you said, their voice echoing continuously down the hallway. “a princess like you shouldn’t be alone in the hallways.”
you turned on your heel, only to be greeted by the boy who you thought was handsome. and he was. he had blonde hair styled so precisely that it made him look intimidating, lips so lucious you were tempted to kiss them and eyes that bore into the windows of your soul made you quiver. he had power and he wasn’t afraid to use it.
“i got tired,” you told him, inching yourself closer to him as he strided towards you. “may i.. ask your name?”
“in love with me already?” he asked ever so cockily, making you roll your eyes and staring up at the moonlight shining through the tall windows. the stars were beginning to come out, and you began to picture the constellations on them. “my name is seonghwa. and i’m assuming you’re the princess.”
“isn’t it obvious?” you retorted to get back at his remark a little while ago. he smiled, standing next to you to stare at the stars. “you followed me, didn’t you?”
“yep,” he responded. “i just thought i’d show you something. is there a place here where no one ever goes to?”
of course. there’re about a million rooms in the castle that you probably don’t know about. nodding, seonghwa asked you to guide him as he apparently has never been in your castle. you led him to the room next to yours. you banned anyone from going in there as it was your space to cool down and relax, something that you always do when you’re not outside in the garden.
“and you’re sure people won’t come in here?” seonghwa asked, eyes exploring every trinket in the private room as you locked the door, making sure that no one will be able to get in.
“yes, what is it that you wanted to show me?” you said, looking at him and finding him holding a cherub figurine. he looked at you, putting the small figurine down and gesturing you to come to him, his finger curling towards him. you obeyed. “what?”
his hand snaked to your waist, pulling you so close to him you could feel the chains at the front of his suit. seonghwa’s face was dangerously close yours, his eyes dilated when staring into your eyes. his free hand made its way to your jaw, pulling your face to his and kissing you. oh, the kiss.
it felt like getting electrocuted. your spine sent electricity up and down, your mind.. a mess. the way he kissed you was something you won’t ever forget, and you don’t think seonghwa wants you to forget the time he made himself known to your heart. but the second he inched his lips away, you wanted more.
“what are you doing to me..?” you whispered, lingering for his kiss. he only chuckled, planting a soft peck on your cheek.
“let’s have some fun, darling,” he told you.
and who knew that having fun involved the lewdest of all activities?
seonghwa had you on your knees by command, looking directly up at him and awaited him. he fumbled with his white pants, pushing down to his feet and kicking them off to allow him more movement. “open your mouth, princess.”
he pumped his member painfully slow, making sure your eyes take in the visual and made you wait, mouth open with your tongue sticking out, you’d be lying to yourself if you didn’t want seonghwa to stuff his hot, stiff and leaking member in your mouth.
your imagination had run wild, lewd images of yourself and seonghwa began flashing in your mind. you hadn’t realized seonghwa had stuffed your mouth with his cock, hard, hot and heavy. you could feel his leaking fluid pooling in your mouth, the veins of his shaft throbbing inside. your core now wetter than ever, you just wanted him inside of you.
“fuck..” he muttered, eyes shutting and lips parting as he tilted his head up. his hips thrusted, oh so heavenly and god-like. seonghwa let out the most erotic groans, unbelievable to the fact that such groans left his luscious lips so gorgeously. “you feel so fucking good around me..”
you could feel yourself throbbing, hungry. you wanted seonghwa inside of you at this moment, whining and moaning at the thought as he thrusted his hips in and out of your oral cavity. your imagination ran wild yet again, this time the images in your head much lewder than before. seonghwa had pulled you up from the floor.
the side of his face was illuminated by the moonlight, chest heaving and his blonde hair now tousled and a mess. his eyes.. they screamed lust, desire and hunger. he had the nastiest smirk on his face, a smirk that will now be engraved in your memory every time you blink later in the night, before you sleep, when you take another bath - a smirk that will be every where you look. what has seonghwa done to you?
“you’re in it tonight, princess.. be good to me.”