Don't Love Me Chap. 3
Jan. 26th, 2014 11:37 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kumo_is_kumo
Title: Don’t Love Me
Pairing: Jongkey
Genre: Romance, Fluff, Smut, Drama, Angst, Historical
Length: Series
Summary: The feeling was forbidden between a Prince and a slave, yet no one could hold it back any longer.
If Kibum was told to list every single thing that could make him went nervous and felt afraid shit, then meeting the King was one of them. The King decided to call his son and his as his slave towards the hall where the King was seated in the very moment.
“Kibum?” called the Prince and Kibum instantly looked up from his intertwined fingers.
“Y-Yes?”
“What are you doing? Let’s go.”
“Oh, y-yes, Prince.”
Kibum stood up from where he was sitting while waiting for the Prince to dress up before, and slowly making his way to follow the Prince. What was the thing in the King’s mind until he asked for them to come up to him? He didn’t make any mistake, right? Oh—or maybe the King found out about their little sneak out before? Oh, no! He was going to be punished! Or maybe got killed!
“Your Majesty, Prince Jonghyun and his slave are here,” called the attendant from outside the hall’s door. The King replied with the booming voice of ‘let them in’.
Kibum kept his head down the entire way from the heavy golden door towards the spot where the Prince stopped to bow at his father. He followed behind to bow and stared down at his feet like they were the most interesting thing in the whole world.
“Do you want to talk about something, Father?” asked Jonghyun and the King laughed loudly at his question. “Do I need a reason to see my son?”
Jonghyun smiled and chuckled. “No, Father. So, what is it?”
“I just want to chat with you for a moment, son. When was the last time you treated me like young one?”
“I see!” exclaimed Jonghyun in understanding. The King smiled at his son before his eyes landed on the little slave whom having his head bent down. “Kibum?” called the King and the said boy yelped silently in surprise.
“Y-Your Majesty...”
“Lift your head, Kibum.”
Kibum remained unmoving. How dare he to lift his head in front of the King? Jonghyun spoke beside him, “It’s okay.” Hesitantly, Kibum lifted his head and stared at the feet of the King. He heard the Prince chuckled at the act that he chose and the King laughed slightly at him.
“I see, you are still that scared with me?”
Quickly shaking his head, Kibum tried to deny it even though yet it was freaking true. “N-No, Your Majesty! I-I just... I—”
The King laughed again and Kibum swore that today was the first day that he heard the King laughed this many. “It’s okay, Kibum. So, how are you, kid?”
“I-I feel great, Your Majesty. It’s an honor for me to hear the question from you.”
“Such a polite kid!” exclaimed the King with a wide smile. “Oh, I see you are getting prettier, am I right, son?” teased the King and Kibum felt the need to find a hole to bury himself in it. Jonghyun snickered at his father’s statement before answering it softly, “Yeah, he is.”
Kibum felt his chest was fluttering in a sudden gush feeling after hearing that. So, the Prince thought he was pretty...
“Kibum, could you please leave us alone? I want to have a father-and-son time right now,” said the King with a teasing smile. Kibum instantly nodded and glanced at Jonghyun. “Go back to your room first. Wait for me there.”
“Yes, Prince.”
And with that, Kibum excused himself from the place after bowing both to the Prince and the King. The door was closed and Jonghyun drew his attention back to his father.
“Come here, son,” called the King while patting the empty seat beside him. Jonghyun grinned at him and skipped there.
“How are you doing these times, son? It has been a while since the last time I heard stories from my boy.”
“I’m not a boy anymore, Father! I’m all grown up now!”
“Yes, yes! You are grown up!”
Jonghyun chuckled before answering, “I’m fine, Father. Maybe I just miss you and hyungnim.”
“Oh, really? Then I should tell your brother to stop his journey for a while and back here!”
“No, no, don’t! Let him do as his wish!” said Jonghyun with a chuckle. The King stared at his son for a while before continuing to talk. “How’s thing with your slave?”
Jonghyun stared at his father in confusion. “What? We are fine.”
“No, no. What I meant is... his job?” asked the King with a playful grin. “Job? What job?” asked Jonghyun dumbly. The King face-palmed himself and muttered something like ‘are you sure you are my son’ softly. Jonghyun continued staring at his father before the King cleared his throat.
“You know... that.”
“What’s ‘that’, Father?”
“Why is my son so stupid at a thing like this...”
“Seriously, Father. I don’t get it! What do you mean?”
The King stared at his son silently before silently answering, “Have you done any sexual stuff?”
Jonghyun’s face went crimson and his body went rigid. “W-WHA—”
“Don’t act like all innocent! You said you are grown up already!”
“B-But we are not doing something like that! Why should we?!”
“That is his job! He is your slave! Oh, son, you are so clueless...”
Jonghyun silenced his mouth before he could embarrass himself with some words that he couldn’t think to say. Kibum’s job was helping him with... sexual activity?
“A-Are you serious, Father...?” whispered Jonghyun softly, as if he was afraid someone could hear his voice even though there was no one else there except him and his Father.
“Of course! He is your slave, means you can do anything that you would like to do!”
“Is that... okay? It’s not inappropriate?”
The King sighed and looked away from his son. “Go to your room and think about the things that you are sure that have made you feel you are a grown up man now. Let’s continue this talk later, son. I’m seriously losing my hope on you...”
Jonghyun parted his lips in confusion before getting startled when the King shooed at him.
Him and Kibum? Doing thing like that? Sexual stuff? Was that even okay?
So, Kibum is not only given to me for being my friend but also for... that! Stop it, Jonghyun! Kibum trusts you as his friend and here you are thinking about something inappropriate like that!
“What the hell am I thinking...” sighed Jonghyun while massaging his temple. He pushed the door to his room and entered silently. “Kibum?” called him and found no one in his room. “Ah, I told him to wait in his room...”
Then he slowly walked out from his room, heading to the familiar room beside his. He pushed the door open while silently mumbling “Kibum?” and to his disappointment, there was no one answering his question.
“Where is he?”
Jonghyun then saw the slightly opened door to the bathroom and his curiosity increased all of sudden. He could also hear the faint sound of water running in the background. Skipping silently towards the said door, Jonghyun gulped down the lump of saliva in his throat.
One peek wouldn’t hurt, right?
He slightly pushed the beige colored door and his puppy eyes widened in surprise. He couldn’t see everything very clear but at least he knew where Kibum was and what he was doing that time.
In the hard wooden tub, there he was, sitting inside of it with eyes closed. Jonghyun could see how Kibum enjoyed the bath to himself. Without thinking any further, Jonghyun’s naughty eyes ran down to the expanse of Kibum’s white neck, watching it got wet from the warm water surrounding his body.
Jonghyun gulped down his saliva again. What was going on with him?? Why did he feel hot suddenly?
And when Jonghyun felt something was twitching down there, he quickly dragged his eyes away from the sight and looked down, only to cover his mouth quickly to prevent gasp from falling out from his lips. He was hard.
“Shit!” muttered Jonghyun silently; making sure Kibum couldn’t hear him. He then hurriedly skip away from the current spot and ran out from Kibum’s room, only to slam the door to his own room opened and buried himself under the thick blanket.
What’s wrong with me? What’s wrong with me?!
Jonghyun hissed in low voice before he peeped under his blanket, finding his erection became more visible, pressing against his pants. He looked around, as if he was afraid that someone might caught him in the condition like this. Jonghyun climbed down from his bed, walking towards his door to peek out from his room. He sighed in half-relief when there was no one walking around the hallway before he re-entered his room and locked the door behind him.
“Shit!”
His body grew hotter and he quickly ran towards the bathroom, pushing his pants all together down his ankles.
What should I do?! Should I jerk off?
Shakily, he reached for his hard erection, shivering when his cold hand made the slightest contact with his hot member. He ran a few testing flick on the head and growled when he felt it twitched.
Jonghyun closed his eyes when he began running his hand up and down, the image of Kibum’s white skin came to his mind. His erection grew harder at the thought and he increased the pace of his stroking since he felt his end was nearing.
Kibum’s skin... Kibum’s neck... How would it taste if I lick it...
And with the thought of Kibum’s collarbone, his end came pushing him to the edge, spluttering onto his hand. Jonghyun breathed heavily as his eyes grew wide. He just jerked himself off and he came with the thought of his slave.
What is wrong with me?!
A/N: Update! Pervy Jjongie haha :D
And the feeling starts to bloom lol \o/ Comment! Until next time!^^
![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
no subject
Date: 2014-01-26 09:50 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-01-29 09:32 am (UTC)Thanks for reading, dear^^
no subject
Date: 2014-01-26 01:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-01-29 09:32 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-01-27 05:08 am (UTC)Xx L xX
no subject
Date: 2014-01-29 09:33 am (UTC)There's no way the Prince won't say that Kibum is pretty xD
Thanks for reading!^^
no subject
Date: 2014-01-30 03:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-01-30 09:33 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-02-01 07:01 pm (UTC)interesting parent
but I guess the Prince is "growing" up.
no subject
Date: 2014-05-25 08:01 am (UTC)I think this is the moment for the prince to become a man.