If this is wrong, then I want it to be wrong every single time (Patreon)

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For about a week, the prince does not ask him for anything. Jeongguk gets to do what he was meant to do, escort him, keep him safe, and watch over him.

He does notice Jimin’s eyes lingering on him every now and then, but whenever he glanced over, Jimin always quickly looks away.

The next week, Jimin is completely lost in a book, so Jeongguk finally feels a sense of calm settle in his body. It seems as though everything is slowly going back to normal.

However, that all comes to an abrupt halt when Jimin comes to him one late night.

“Sir Jeon, please come in, I need to ask you something.”

Jeongguk looks around the empty hall. he’s on night watch, not supposed to leave his post.

“Can it wait til morning, my prince?”

“No it can’t.”

Jimin leaves the door of his chambers open, walks back in, doesn’t give Jeongguk a choice.

He takes a deep breath, braces himself as he follows, closes the door behind him.

Jimin is dressed in nothing but a sheer, silver night gown. It falls gracefully over his lithe body, but does nothing to hide the curve of his ass, the dimples on his spine, his deep adonis belt when he turns around.

Fuck, he needs to fight temptation. With temptation comes also the escape.

Where the fuck is the escape?

Jeongguk looks around, but there is nothing except the window that he might need to jump out of. He just fixes his eyes on the floor, heartbeat in his throat.

“I just read something, and I need to know what it means.”

Jimin says, footsteps nearing.

Jeongguk dares to look up, skips over Jimin’s body this time, just looks at his face.

His silver hair is half up half down, the loose locks neatly tucked behind his ear, resting on his shoulders. The silver necklace around his elegant neck makes Jeongguk a little jealous, wishes he could touch his fair skin again.

“Right here..”

Jimin points at a paragraph from his book, and Jeongguk reads it silently.

‘I simply can’t wait any longer, I long for that intimacy. I know we have not wed, and therefore we cannot seal this love, but that does not mean I cannot show you my devotion in another way.’

Juliette sinks to her knees, looking up at Gabriel, willing to give all her love.

‘Juliette..’

Gabriel gently touches her face, tracing his fingers lightly over her beautiful lips.

‘Are you certain?’

‘Please, it is all I think about, day and night.’

She rests her pale hand right underneath Gabriel’s navel, and slowly caresses downward.

‘Okay, before the maid arrives, we have to be quick.’

The paragraph stops, and Jeongguk feels his heartbeat slam against his chest. Not only is Jimin reading erotica, but he’s reading translated erotica from France.

His brother would have all these books back at home, told him the French ones were the best, because they would describe such explicit things. Things that no one here even knows about.

He feels his cheeks burn as he looks up at Jimin, who just gives him those confused, adorable puppy eyes.

“I don’t understand, what is Juliette doing? What does this mean?”

Fuck.

Jeongguk swallows, doesn’t know how the fuck he’s gonna explain this. He can’t even breathe properly.

Where is his escape? Why is god leaving him in this situation?

“They.. uhm, performed a sexual act. It was omitted.”

Jimin gasps softly, brings the book closer, looks over it as if he will suddenly understand if he reads it again.

“Really? What- what type of act?”

Of course the prince wants to know.

Jeongguk clears his throat, feels his ears burn up.

“It’s difficult to explain.”

“I want to know.”

“I think you should ask someone else, my prince, it’s inappropriate for me to-“

“Fine, then it’s an order.”

Jeongguk’s eyes widen, and Jimin just crosses his arms, pout on his lips.

This guy is gonna be the death of him.

Jeongguk eyes over the window; contemplates it. But then he looks at Jimin, and caves.

“Remember.. uhm, last time? When I helped you with your.. problem.”

Jimin’s cheeks turn pink at the mention, and he nods slowly.

“Well, in this scene, it is likely that Gabriel also has an erection..” He explains, temperature slowly rising. “And Juliette wants to help him.”

Jimin’s mouth opens ever so slightly, soft exhale of breath leaving his lips.

His arousal is so obvious, Jeongguk wishes he didn’t know what it looked like.

“How- how does she want to help him? I mean, on her knees like that?”

Jeongguk feels something jump around in his stomach, nerves eating him alive.

“She wants to.. uh.. perform oral sex.”

Jimin blinks.

“What’s oral sex?”

Oh god..

Jeongguk can’t help but look at Jimin’s lips for a second, light pink, puffy, soft.

“It’s.. it’s uh.. when someone takes your cock into their mouth, and sucks on it.”

Jimin gasps, face flushing red. He breathes in and out deeply, chest heaving. And then, his eyes slowly travel down to Jeongguk’s lips.

Jeongguk feels like time stops, a buzz in his ears. his heart keeps banging against his ribcage, the air so thick he can barely breathe.

Jimin bites on his lip, looks down.

Jeongguk follows his line of vision, sees Jimin’s cock through the sheer night gown, completely hard.

It’s so unfair, that god is giving him these kind of battles. This temptation is impossible to resist.

“I’m sorry- sir Jeon. I know I said that I wouldn’t need your help anymore, but I can’t deny that I crave to feel your mouth around me.”

Fuck.

Jeongguk pants, drags his eyes back up to Jimin, heat spreading through his body like wildfire.

“My prince.. it’s highly inappropriate-“

“You are my knight, are you not?”

Jimin asks, taking a step closer, barely any space between them.

“Yes, my prince, but-“

“And you vowed to do anything for me, is that right?”

Jeongguk can’t believe Jimin is using this on him. Using his pledge to keep him safe against him, solely for his own sexual needs.

“That’s right- but this is- this is wrong.”

He takes a step back, but Jimin takes another step forward.

“If this is wrong. Then I want it to be wrong every single time.”

Something about that makes Jeongguk’s knees wobble a little, so fucking ready to give in.

“Kneel for me.”

Jimin orders, eyelids sinking just a little, making his eyes look so alluring. it is almost as if he is possessed by a siren, a mythical creature that doesn’t belong on earth.

At least, that is what Jeongguk wants to believe, because otherwise he’d be performing a sin.

He slowly kneels in front of his prince, keeps looking at Jimin’s face, just to see him bite down on his plush lower lip, an erotic blush over his nose and cheeks.

He is the picture of seduction.

Jeongguk feels his own cock poke against the fabric of his pants, once again, begging for his touch. But Jimin takes up all his attention.

The prince caresses over his cheek, then traces his fingers over his lips. it tingles, makes his eyes flutter shut.

He kisses them, just like in the book.

Jimin sucks in a sharp breath. Honestly, he is so sensitive. Which isn’t weird, he’s never had this type of attention, this type of touch. He’ll have to be a bit careful with him.

Just to test it out, Jeongguk wraps his lips around Jimin’s index finger, looks up at him from under his lashes.

It seems to turn him on, if the soft, surprised moan is anything to go by. Jeongguk starts to suck very gently, just to give Jimin an idea about what it feels like.

“A-ah.. that- that tickles.”

Jimin whispers, but doesn’t remove his finger. Jeongguk licks over the digit, keeps his eyes on Jimin’s face just to see those micro expressions of pleasure.

Jimin’s looks into his eyes after a minute, and a broken moan falls from his lips.

“Please, I want to know what it feels like when take my cock into your mouth.”

Jeongguk’s ears burn up. He’d thought Jimin would just push it in at some point, but of course, he has no idea what a blowjob is. He can only go on what Jeongguk just told him.

Fuck, it’s almost cute. If it wasn’t for Jimin power-playing him to do this.

He opens his eyes just a little, finds Jimin’s cock right in front of his face, still behind that pretty, sheer, silver gown.

It’s too good to be true. He can’t believe just how lucky he is to be able to give head to the prince. Maybe this is a gift from god instead.

His mouth waters as he leans in, and licks from the base of Jimin’s cock all the way up to the head, fabric of the gown still between them.

Jimin gasps, tangles his hand in Jeongguk’s hair.

“A-again.”

Jeongguk listens, licks over Jimin’s cock once more, tastes him on his tongue, feels it twitch when he nears the head.

“O-oh my god don’t stop.”

Jimin begs, pulling him closer by his hair.

As if Jeongguk could even find the will to stop. He licks over Jimin’s length, presses kisses from his balls up to the head, listens to every single moan and gasp from Jimin’s lips.

“Ngh, sir Jeon please- please suck on it.”

Jeongguk moans, feels a rush of pleasure wash over him, and then he gently lifts Jimin’s gown so he can put his head under it.

He curls his hand around the base, says a silent prayer, then wraps his lips around the head of Jimin’s cock.

“A-ah! that’s- so warm.”

Jimin moans so prettily, fists his hand in his hair a little tighter.

Jeongguk can feel Jimin’s cock twitch in his mouth, tastes precum on his tongue. He hasn’t even sucked on it and Jimin is barely holding it together.

Not that he’s in a much better state, his cock is leaking in his pants just by being able to give Jimin head.

He takes his hand off the base, and slowly takes more of Jimin’s length, inch by inch, until he’s completely stuffed with it.

“Ah! Ngh- that feels so good, oh my god.”

Jimin moans, even though Jeongguk isn’t even doing anything yet.

He just has Jimin’s cock in his mouth, he’s not even sucking it, but Jimin is moaning as if this is the blowjob already. He’s grabbing onto his hair like a lifeline, as if he can barely hold back from coming.

It’s so fucking adorable. Jeongguk feels his cheeks burn, hates that he’s enjoying it. God will not forgive him this time.

“It’s so hot, feels so good- I love this.”

Jimin pants, no clue how much better it’s about to become.

Jeongguk wraps his hands around Jimin’s thighs, bobs his head around his cock slowly, hollows his cheeks as he sucks around the head.

“Ah! Sir Jeon- oh my God-“

He looks up through his lashes and sees Jimin’s eyebrows furrow, mouth open, unfiltered, high moans falling from them.

“Oh- I- I love this. Wanna do this every day.”

Of course he does.

He sucks Jimin off very slowly, doesn’t want to overwhelm him, and he loves to feel his cock sink into his mouth. He licks around the head, dares to dip his tongue into the slit, feels Jimin’s body spasm.

“Ngh- sorry- sorry I’m coming-“

Jeongguk groans, eyes rolling back as he feels his mouth fill up with seed. Jimin’s heavenly moans echo against the walls, and he keeps pulling his hair to make sure he takes his load.

Jeongguk bucks his hips up into nothing, swallows around Jimin’s cock, keeps sucking gently, until nothing is left, needs to savour all of it.

Maybe it’s just his imagination, but Jimin’s come tastes so much better than anyone else’s he’s ever tasted. It’s sweet, not even tangy or bitter like it sometimes can be. It just proves to him that Jimin must not be from this world.

He pops his lips off when he’s sure Jimin is all spent, looks up at his prince, who looks down at him, eyes widening.

“I’m- I’m so sorry, I came in your mouth. Isn’t that dirty?”

Jeongguk trembles on the marble floor, so hard he might burst as soon as he puts a hand on himself.

“No it’s good, I like swallowing.”

He slowly gets up on his feet, knees wobbly.

“Sir Jeon? Are you okay?”

“Mhm.”

Jimin looks so incredibly pretty up close, flushed and fucked out, lips bitten red.

“You’re trembling, did I make you sick? Is it unhealthy to swallow someone’s come?”

Jeongguk laughs softly, he can’t help it. Jimin is so clueless.

“No, my prince, it’s just, I.. I also have needs.”

It seems it’s only now that Jimin realises that. His eyes go wide, and he looks down, where Jeongguk is showing through his pants, outline of his hard cock visible, a little wet spot from precum.

If it’s inappropriate to help the prince masturbate and suck him off, it’s twice as inappropriate to get hard in his vicinity. That is something beastly, something a prince should not have to see.

Yet, Jimin doesn’t look offended at all, instead he can’t keep his eyes off it, cheeks dusting pink.

“Oh.. of course.”

“If you don’t mind, I’ll have to take care of this, I’ll take my leave.”

He’s about to take off and bang his head against the nearest wall, but Jimin grabs his wrist.

“I- I want to see it.”

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