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Peonies and Promises: Jinshi Smut

Synopsis: You are the Emperors newest concubine. But you catch the attention of a certain beautiful ‘eunuch’ instead.

Warnings: Smut, secret relationship, oral(f), fingering, loss of v-card, Jinshi is a freak.

You carried yourself with a graceful yet poised demeanor among the Emperor's other concubines, your movements almost imperceptible.

You came from a respected and prosperous family in a distant province, renowned for your fine lineage. Your father was a successful merchant, and your mother was known for her exceptional beauty. Despite their successes, they were known for being loved around the village.

You ended up in the Emperor's clutches after a series of very unfortunate events.

Your family's misfortune began when your father's business failed, leading to financial losses. As the situation worsened, your father was forced to seek loans to keep your household afloat. But fate was cruel, and the debt quickly spiraled out of control.

Your parents tried to sell their possessions to repay the loans, but nothing seemed to work. Eventually the debts caught up. A group of ruthless moneylenders arrived, taking everything of value and even resorting to violence when your father tried to protest.

So it was no surprise when you were packed in a carriage with a tearful kiss from your mother and a half-hearted hug from your father.

You tried your best to fit into with the hundreds of other concubines in the Rear Palace. You had been taught the arts, how to speak and dress. But you fell behind in many of the other practices expected of concubines.

You found more pleasure walking the gardens than learning needlework.

The morning air was crisp, laced with the faint scent of peonies and dew-drenched grass as Jinshi wandered through the gardens under the pretense of inspecting the seasonal blooms. His long, dark purple hair swayed with each idle step, his eyes were half-lidded with boredom.

Until you appeared.

Clad in soft silks that shimmered under the rising sun, you moved like a whisper, your steps deliberate yet weightless, as though afraid to disturb the earth beneath you. There was a melancholy grace in your posture, your fingers brushing absently against a low-hanging cherry blossom branch before letting it go with a quiet sigh.

Jinshi froze.

He had seen countless concubines drift through these gardens. Women who laughed too loudly or posed too deliberately, hoping to catch someone’s eye. But you? You weren’t performing. You were escaping.

For once in his life, he was speechless.

And then, your eyes lifted, meeting his by accident.

For a heartbeat, neither of you moved.

Jinshi’s practiced charm faltered. His usual smirk, his teasing lilt, all gone. His fingers curled into fists inside of where they were tucked into his sleeves.

"...Hello.” he whispered before he could stop himself, the word slipping out like a confession.

The moment stretched.

A bird trilled overhead. The wind stirred the blossoms between you.

And then, just like that, you bowed, polite and distant, already turning away as though he were nothing more than another fixture of the palace.

Before he could think, he stepped forward. He was too quick, too eager, his sleeve catching on a thorned branch with a sharp rip.

You turned on your heel, eyelashes fluttering in surprise.

"...The flowers," he blurted, gesturing vaguely at the peonies beside you, his voice uncharacteristically clumsy. "They—ah—they suit you."

A weak line. A pathetic attempt.

But then, you smiled. Just slightly. Just enough.

Jinshi was ruined.

The first time you had spent time with the hidden Moon Prince, you had been seated by the koi pond, idly trailing your fingers through the water while lost in thought. Jinshi had appeared like a phantom, silent until he was suddenly kneeling beside you, his robes pooling around him like spilled ink.

"You'll frighten the fish like that," he chastised, his breath warm against your ear as he leaned too close, his shoulder brushing yours.

You pulled back instinctively, your cheeks flushing at the unexpected proximity. "Master Jinshi," you scolded lightly, "Must you always appear without warning?"

His laughter was a low, honeyed sound, far too delighted by your reaction. "Where's the fun in announcing myself?" he countered, plucking a fallen blossom from your hair before you could protest. His fingers lingered, tucking the strand behind your ear with deliberate slowness. "Besides... you always tense up so prettily when I surprise you."

You swatted his hand away, exasperated. "You're insufferable."

"And yet," he sighed dramatically, flopping onto his back beside you, "here you remain." His sleeves fanned out around him, his hair spilling across the grass like a midnight river. His gaze flicked up to yours, pink eyes glinting with mischief. "Almost as if...you enjoy my company."

The stolen moments between you and Jinshi became a feverish dance. Half-hidden glances in crowded courtyards, fingers brushing as he passed you a scroll in the library, the barest whisper of his breath against your neck when he feigned adjusting your hairpin.

But the true recklessness came in the shadows.

The Forgotten Pavilion. Tucked behind overgrown wisteria, its wooden floors groaned under your weight as Jinshi pressed you against the wall, his mouth hot on your throat while his clever fingers hitched your robes up your thighs. “You’re trembling,” he murmured, biting back a grin as your nails dug into his shoulders. “Afraid someone will hear?”

The Silk Storage Room. Dust motes swirled in slants of lantern light as he knelt before you, his lips trailing up your inner thigh while you muffled your gasps into a bolt of embroidered damask. “No sounds,” he chided, pausing just to watch your legs shake. “Or do you want the seamstresses to find us?”

The Moonlit Balcony. High above the sleeping palace, he pinned your wrists behind you, his chest flush against your back as his free hand slipped beneath your sash. “Fools,” he breathed, nodding toward the patrolling guards far below. “If they glanced up right now…” His fingers curled inside you, wrenching a choked whimper from your lips. “Ah, what a scandal that would be.”

Each encounter left you more reckless than the last. Because he was safe, wasn’t he? A eunuch. Harmless.

Or so you thought.

Until the night you finally unraveled him, tugging at his sash in the abandoned tea house. Only to freeze when your fingers brushed hard, hot flesh instead of the smooth expanse you expected.

Jinshi went rigid.

Your breath stopped.

And then, his laugh was ragged, desperate, as he caught your wrist and pressed your palm fully against him. “Surprise.”

You wanted to protest, to ask so many questions. But it’s hard to keep all of that training for conversations when your puffy lower lips were being painted with the leaky head of his cock.

His fingers tangled in your hair, wrenching your head back as he leaned down, his breath scorching against your ear.

“Harmless?"

You gasped, hands braced against his chest, but he didn’t relent.

“A eunuch, you said." His tongue traced the shell of your ear before his teeth nipped sharply. His free hand palmed at your swollen breast. The peaks of your nipples already covered in bruises. “Poor, pitiful Jinshi, with nothing between his legs to ruin you."

His hand guided his cock up and down your sticky slit. The honeyed flesh all oozing with your slick. The feeling in your lower tummy bubbled as your eyes met his.

“Look down," he purred, tilting your chin down with his thumb. “Look at what you thought wasn’t there."

You shuddered, whether from fear or desire, you weren’t sure, but he didn’t give you time to decide.

His swollen head catches at the rim of your entrance. On the second swipe he’s pressing forward. Each inch stretches your once innocent walls. Your body welcomes him after a few resting thrust. His hands trace the lines of your body like he’s stowing them away for later.

You cried out, nails raking down his arms, but his grip only tightened.

“Too much?" He chuckled, letting you writhe around on his cock for a few moments. "You took my fingers so well… surely you can handle this."

Then he stopped playing with his food. The first thrust that bottomed-out stole your breath. You chocked out a yelp that you quickly tried to muffle with your palm.

Deep. Relentless. Each snap of his hips punched the air from your lungs, his cock dragging against that sweet, aching spot inside you until your vision blurred.

“Still think I’m harmless?" he taunted, lifting your leg higher to sink even deeper. “Still think—" His voice broke as your walls fluttered around him. "—I can’t ruin you?"

You couldn’t answer, you could only moan as he pinned you down, his thrusts turning erratic, his breaths ragged against your neck.

“Know now," he growled into your flesh, biting your shoulder as pleasure coiled tight in your gut. “Know exactly what I am."

Your elaborate Hanfu in complete disarray, the delicate embroidery rumpled beneath your trembling body. The silken sash had slipped entirely off your body, pooling around your waist like a discarded waterfall, leaving your chest bare to his hungry gaze.

“What have I done to deserve this?” His mouth ghosted against the line of your neck. The wet slap from your cunt and his jewels filled the room.

Your breasts bounced with each of his merciless thrusts, your skin flushed and glistening with sweat. He couldn't resist reaching down, dragging his thumb over a peaked nipple just to hear you whimper. It was so soft, so shamelessly desperate.

“I must have been a greedy man in my past life.” He chuckled, slowing his pace just to savor the sight. Your legs were spread wide around his hips, your thighs trembling where they gripped him. Your lips, swollen from his kisses, parted on a silent gasp as he rolled his hips in a slow, filthy circle.

And your gorgeous face…

Jinshi groaned, leaning down to kiss the tears from your lashes.

“So beautiful," he rasped, thumbs swiping circles into the dips of your hips. “You were made to be a concubine. No, a wife…but not for the Emperor.”

Your breath stuttered. To speak so outwardly about the Emperor was-

But currently you couldn’t bring yourself to care.

He traced the rouge staining your cheeks with his thumb, mesmerized by how far it spread. Down your neck, across your chest. You were his painting, his masterpiece, every shudder and moan another brushstroke of devotion.

“You were created for taking my cock whole,” His filthy words were punctuated by a beautiful, languidly push of his cock into your frothy hole. “For me."

When your climax hit, when your nails raked down his back and your pretty mouth went slack with a soundless cry, Jinshi swore he'd never seen anything more exquisite in his life.

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