Why Choose?
18 + smut | 1.3k words | Paedyn × Kitt
A/N Why have one prince when you can have two ;) I wrote this while I was reading Fearless before I finished it. So this was before I knew the twist lol but my friend really liked the smut and thought I should share it with the world anyway :)))
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The half eaten chocolate bar sits on the table along with a near empty bottle of wine.
I couldn't fall asleep, so I went looking for the only other person who I know doesn't sleep. To no one's surprise, he was still working in the study, with a bottle of wine. It was still mostly full when I arrived, but we had been slowly nurturing it for the past hour.
The warm candlelight accentuates Kitt's jaw line. He is really pretty. I can't believe I wasted so much time not looking at him. He looks nothing like his father. There's nothing like that murderer. Without even realizing it before, it's too late. My fingers are reaching out and brushing his hair out of his face. He stills and looks at me almost cautiously. "I figured we should get used to each other's company if we are to be sharing a bed soon." He Flinches and some wine spills from his cup. "Maybe someday, but you don't have to worry about that. that's a long way down the road." He's using a loose handkerchief to clean his mess. "I'm not even your husband yet." He didn't correct me by saying we wouldn't be sharing a bed. "But I am going to bear your children someday?" I ask. "I'm not expecting anything, Pae." He says. "Neither is the Kingdom." He takes another sip of his wine glass. "Do you even want children?" I look at the empty wine glass that is still in my hand. I don't think I've drunk enough for this conversation. "Maybe." I say. "Now that I know that they will be fed and actually have a roof over their heads. They'll have a better childhood than I did." I look back at him. "Safer."
"I'm sure Kai would like that." This gives me pause. "I don't think the Kingdom would approve." I need him to stop thinking about his brother and me. He's the one I'm marrying, not Kai. "The Kingdom doesn't have to know." He says it as if it wouldn't even bother him. "And if the child has black hair?" he chuckles. "I'm sure stranger things have happened."
"Is the thought of sleeping with me really so terrifying?" I barked."I just don't think Kai would like it." He mutters. "And do you think he would like it if you were the one raising his child instead of him?" He looks back at the fire. "I guess not." I'm tired of talking about Kai. That wasn't why I came here tonight. I miss the Kitt he used to be. The Kitt he was when we were together. "Do you really think that it was all a lie?” I question him. “That it didn't hurt me using you to get to the tunnels knowing that it would hurt our friendship."
"I don't know what to think," he says, "but I'd like to imagine that you actually enjoyed my company." He finishes his glass and places it down.
"I did, Kitt." I lean a little closer to him. "I still do." He's finally looking at me again. And it happens for only a second, but I catch it. His eyes flickered to my lips before going back to my eyes. Everything feels like it's moving in slow motion. I place my glass on the table before I straddle him and place my mouth on his. His hands find my waist, almost light instinct. His lips are soft and warm. And when he opens his mouth and his tongue touches his mind, He tastes like chocolate. He pulls his mouth back. "Pae I-" I cut him off. "This isn't a lie. I want this." I push him to the couch. " I want you." I am the one who is on the top, but he is the one who is in control. He's grabbing my waist and guiding me along his hard length that is still in his pants. I unbutton his white shirt, kissing him along his newly exposed skin as I go. "Pae, wait, what about Kai?" When will men understand? "Do you really want to talk about your brother right now?" I say as I grind against him a little deeper. He groans, "Not really." He hissed."Then stop talking and keep touching me." He doesn't even bother taking my nightgown off. He just slips his hands underneath it. as He cups my breasts, his thumbs moving lazily back-and-forth. My whole body feels like it's on fire.
I get off of his lap and take a look at him. He looks beautiful like this. Hair ruffled the shirt open, exposing his flesh, looking at me like that. Like he's desperate for me to touch him again. I say nothing as I unbuckle his belt and slip my hand into his pants. He's hard and big. He makes the most beautiful sound as his eyes roll back and his head falls to the pillow. I pull him out of his pants, and my thumb follows the precum that drips from his tip. He whimpers, bucking his hips. "You've done this before, right?" I ask. I'm sure he has, but by the way, he's acting. I can't be too positive. "I have," he moans. "It's just been a while." Maybe it's the wine that makes me confident. "Well, allow me to remind you how good it feels." I let spit gather along my tongue and lick his shaft. The liquid makes it easier to stroke up and down his length. His breathing gets heavier. "Squeeze your hand a little more." I do as he asks "fuck just like that." His hands fist the sheets. He's desperately trying to control himself from touching me. ”Pae!” He says my name as if it's a prayer. “I’m not gonna last.” There's something so satisfying about seeing a king like this. I don’t think ive ever been so turned on in my life. I'm using both of my hands, stroking him faster. I want to see him be completely undone.
It's not long before his cock twitching in my hands shooting ropes of white cum. It covers my hands, his pants and stomach. He only stares at me as he tries to catch his breath. I’m barely done wiping the cum from my hands using his handkerchief when he demands. "Get up here" A laugh leaves my throat "I think it's a little late for that" I gesture to his mess. "Not my cock" he groans "my face." His fingers tighten as he pulls me higher towards him. "Sit on my face, my queen." I don't even get a word in before he places me exactly where he wants me, pulls my underwear to the side and begins licking. Fuck he's skilled, his nose keeps hitting my clit as he feasts on my entrance. His tongue slipping in and out now and again. "Fuck" I moan grabbing fistfuls of his blonde hair My thighs are sore from squeezing them. I try to lift myself. I must be suffocating him. I don't get very far before he only pulls me down against his face harder. He says something, but I can't make it out. His voice vibrates against my core. I don't think I'm gonna last much longer. One of his hands reaches up and massages my breast. And yep, that does it. without any warning. I flutter against his face , my thighs squeezing his head and I grab onto the headboard to try and steady myself. "Oh fuck!" I cry out that I have no control over myself. My whole body is convulsing. I don’t care if the maids hear the commotion and barge in on us, I have never come so hard in my life. He lets me sit there as I try to come back to my body, his fingers lazily drawing circles on my thighs.
