Of Princes and Kings
Of Princes and Kings
Rating: pg-13 Pairings: GTop ( G dragon and Top), (Young bae/daesung), Chibi Seungri
Length: 1293 words
Summary: Prince ji yong has a plan
Original story: The Big Sleep bywhetstone
Notes: I borrowed the first line from whetstone I hope she doesn’t mind.
A/N: Created for the kpop_ficmix
King Seunghyun doesn’t know how it happened or when or why, only that one day everything is normal and the next Jiyong, his best frienemy and rival, is sprawled on top of him, little huffs sounding in the shell of his ear, a leg thrown haphazard against his side. He lay frozen, mind blank, as he savored the warmth of jiyong’s body; as he let it seep into him that’s when he began to panic. Jiyong was the prince of a rival kingdom, his enemy, how had they ended up in this position. All he could remember was seeing Ji at the peace conference between him and the boys father the after noon before. Seunghyun wiggled trying to worm his way out of the boys embrace only to find the boy’s eyes slow open.
“ Stop moving. I’m trying to sleep”
“What the hell! How did you get into my bed?”
“Seunghyunie don’t you remember? We slipped away after dinner”
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The Night Before...
“ All that I’m asking of you king Yang is that you stop trying to expand your nation into my country,” Seunghyun tried to keep his tone firm and not pleading. King YG could smell fear and if he hesitated for even a second the man would attack and rip his throat out like a the wolf he was.
“ I believe that what the king asks of us is only far father,” Jiyong’s soft voice cut threw tension in the room. The boy was the epitome of beauty at a very young 19 he is the ideal type of all the men in women in both their kingdoms wanted in a spouse, but nobody was every enough for the boy.
“I agree son but only if Seunghyun agrees to keep trade with us open.”
“ Thank, king YG, Prince JiYong, but I think that we have accomplished as much as we can today. Shall we adjourn to the great hall where a feast has been prepared?”
Seunghyun rose from his chair gracefully and guided the prince and king to his dinning hall. The great hall was immaculate and the table was covered in delicacies from around the kingdom. For hours they ate and laughed and YG’s jokes until he excused himself to enjoy the company of one of the many slave girls. In his absence Jiyong became the center of attention and his attention was on Seunghyun.
The king tried to keep his distance from the young prince but found himself failing epically as he found himself cornered on a balcony by the youth.
"I have noticed that ever time i get within 2 feet of you you move 4 away, are you avoiding me your majesty?"
"of course not. I am simply trying to make sure that everyone is entertained," Seunghyun said hoping to appease the boy.
"Well You highness i am not entertained. will you do me the honor of playing 21 questions" Jiyong winked as he sipped from his cup," it seems that my father has disappeared to some dark corner with one of your servanboys. Do you also enjoy such company?"
Seunghyun blushed at the question, " not that it's your business but i do not."
" It seems that you have not yet found a wife Your majesty Seunghyun. why is that?" Jiyong smirk as he closed what space remained between them.
"Well i haven't met her yet."
"Please"
"are you try to annoy me prince?"
"No, of course not i simply wanted to learn more about you as we will soon be close allies."
"Well when i finally meet my wife i shall introduce you to her as soon a possible," seunghyun whispered as he began to move away from the prince.
"perhaps she isn't out there at all," the boy playfully whispered into his ear, "maybe the one who is supposed to be by your side is-." Jiyong quickly silenced himself at the appearence of a servant.
"My apologies for interrupting my lords. The drinks you ordered prince," the servant handed the crystal glasses to both Seunghyun and Jiyong and bowed before leaving them.
"To Peace and happiness between our great nations," Jiyong held up his cup for a toast and smiled warmly when Seunghyun acknowledged him and drank from his cup.
Before Seunghyun could question the heat he felt crash over his body Jiyong was there with his soft plump lips to soothe the fire that had been lit within him.
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Jiyong clutched the sheet to his chest, “you want peace between our countries? Well, I want you.” Seunghyun was stifled by the boy’s bluntness but he couldn’t afford to play games with the boy and anger the his father.
“ You’ve had me now leave my room and don’t speak of this, to any one.” Jiyong scoffed as he glared at Seunghyun from the mound of blankets, “ Don’t be silly, My king, I want you…to love me, the way I love you.”
Seunghyun froze as he watched jiyong climb from the safety of his bed and saunter towards him, “ I can have my father agree to a peace treaty right now if I wanted to and with a nod from you I will.”
Seunghyun wanted to be pissed off that the boy had the audacity to proposition him, but all he could think was that he wanted Jiyong to drop the sheet.
“What makes you think that I need you to help me negotiate peace?”
“I know that you need me because my father is never going to agree with and I see the way you look at your brother and his husband. You want this; you want me.”
Again Seunghyun was stunned and wanted to yell at Jiyong and tell him that he was wrong but he couldn’t. Seunghyun had sat at the head of his ornate mahogany table countless times and took in the sight of his beloved family. For 19 years he watched his younger brother young Bae walk around the castle as though he had lost his best friend until he met Daesung. The carefree lad had come on as a messenger for his uncle, a wealthy landlord from one of the kingdoms many provinces. His younger brothers attitude took an immediate turn for the better and although their father objected to such a relationship Seunghyun convinced him that as the first son the burden of having an heir fell on him alone. The 2 years that followed their wedding were bright and cheerful; their father resigned his post to Seunghyun and retired away from the castle. Things only got better when they adopted a young orphan who had all of Daesung’s charm and Young Bae’s looks. And although Seunghyun would never say it out loud he knew that he was jealous of the happiness that young bae had found with his family.
" I am the king of the great nation of Turnitup, what use do i have for a young inexperienced prince? or a male lover for that matter? I must have a queen who can produce sons." A look of pure pain crossed Jiyong face for a second before it was replaced by a smirk.
"You will love me and only or we will be at war until you do. Why makes this hard when we both now you'll cave." Jiyong walked around him in loose circles, appraising him, "You can choose to be mine and save your people from the horrors of war or refuse and bring death to them.
Seunghyun thought deeply before he spoke, "I will love you as you wish but you must act as a consort and near speak out against me in public."
"I'll take that," Jiyong said with a classic smirk.
Rating: pg-13 Pairings: GTop ( G dragon and Top), (Young bae/daesung), Chibi Seungri
Length: 1293 words
Summary: Prince ji yong has a plan
Original story: The Big Sleep bywhetstone
Notes: I borrowed the first line from whetstone I hope she doesn’t mind.
A/N: Created for the kpop_ficmix
King Seunghyun doesn’t know how it happened or when or why, only that one day everything is normal and the next Jiyong, his best frienemy and rival, is sprawled on top of him, little huffs sounding in the shell of his ear, a leg thrown haphazard against his side. He lay frozen, mind blank, as he savored the warmth of jiyong’s body; as he let it seep into him that’s when he began to panic. Jiyong was the prince of a rival kingdom, his enemy, how had they ended up in this position. All he could remember was seeing Ji at the peace conference between him and the boys father the after noon before. Seunghyun wiggled trying to worm his way out of the boys embrace only to find the boy’s eyes slow open.
“ Stop moving. I’m trying to sleep”
“What the hell! How did you get into my bed?”
“Seunghyunie don’t you remember? We slipped away after dinner”
*******************
The Night Before...
“ All that I’m asking of you king Yang is that you stop trying to expand your nation into my country,” Seunghyun tried to keep his tone firm and not pleading. King YG could smell fear and if he hesitated for even a second the man would attack and rip his throat out like a the wolf he was.
“ I believe that what the king asks of us is only far father,” Jiyong’s soft voice cut threw tension in the room. The boy was the epitome of beauty at a very young 19 he is the ideal type of all the men in women in both their kingdoms wanted in a spouse, but nobody was every enough for the boy.
“I agree son but only if Seunghyun agrees to keep trade with us open.”
“ Thank, king YG, Prince JiYong, but I think that we have accomplished as much as we can today. Shall we adjourn to the great hall where a feast has been prepared?”
Seunghyun rose from his chair gracefully and guided the prince and king to his dinning hall. The great hall was immaculate and the table was covered in delicacies from around the kingdom. For hours they ate and laughed and YG’s jokes until he excused himself to enjoy the company of one of the many slave girls. In his absence Jiyong became the center of attention and his attention was on Seunghyun.
The king tried to keep his distance from the young prince but found himself failing epically as he found himself cornered on a balcony by the youth.
"I have noticed that ever time i get within 2 feet of you you move 4 away, are you avoiding me your majesty?"
"of course not. I am simply trying to make sure that everyone is entertained," Seunghyun said hoping to appease the boy.
"Well You highness i am not entertained. will you do me the honor of playing 21 questions" Jiyong winked as he sipped from his cup," it seems that my father has disappeared to some dark corner with one of your servanboys. Do you also enjoy such company?"
Seunghyun blushed at the question, " not that it's your business but i do not."
" It seems that you have not yet found a wife Your majesty Seunghyun. why is that?" Jiyong smirk as he closed what space remained between them.
"Well i haven't met her yet."
"Please"
"are you try to annoy me prince?"
"No, of course not i simply wanted to learn more about you as we will soon be close allies."
"Well when i finally meet my wife i shall introduce you to her as soon a possible," seunghyun whispered as he began to move away from the prince.
"perhaps she isn't out there at all," the boy playfully whispered into his ear, "maybe the one who is supposed to be by your side is-." Jiyong quickly silenced himself at the appearence of a servant.
"My apologies for interrupting my lords. The drinks you ordered prince," the servant handed the crystal glasses to both Seunghyun and Jiyong and bowed before leaving them.
"To Peace and happiness between our great nations," Jiyong held up his cup for a toast and smiled warmly when Seunghyun acknowledged him and drank from his cup.
Before Seunghyun could question the heat he felt crash over his body Jiyong was there with his soft plump lips to soothe the fire that had been lit within him.
***********************
Jiyong clutched the sheet to his chest, “you want peace between our countries? Well, I want you.” Seunghyun was stifled by the boy’s bluntness but he couldn’t afford to play games with the boy and anger the his father.
“ You’ve had me now leave my room and don’t speak of this, to any one.” Jiyong scoffed as he glared at Seunghyun from the mound of blankets, “ Don’t be silly, My king, I want you…to love me, the way I love you.”
Seunghyun froze as he watched jiyong climb from the safety of his bed and saunter towards him, “ I can have my father agree to a peace treaty right now if I wanted to and with a nod from you I will.”
Seunghyun wanted to be pissed off that the boy had the audacity to proposition him, but all he could think was that he wanted Jiyong to drop the sheet.
“What makes you think that I need you to help me negotiate peace?”
“I know that you need me because my father is never going to agree with and I see the way you look at your brother and his husband. You want this; you want me.”
Again Seunghyun was stunned and wanted to yell at Jiyong and tell him that he was wrong but he couldn’t. Seunghyun had sat at the head of his ornate mahogany table countless times and took in the sight of his beloved family. For 19 years he watched his younger brother young Bae walk around the castle as though he had lost his best friend until he met Daesung. The carefree lad had come on as a messenger for his uncle, a wealthy landlord from one of the kingdoms many provinces. His younger brothers attitude took an immediate turn for the better and although their father objected to such a relationship Seunghyun convinced him that as the first son the burden of having an heir fell on him alone. The 2 years that followed their wedding were bright and cheerful; their father resigned his post to Seunghyun and retired away from the castle. Things only got better when they adopted a young orphan who had all of Daesung’s charm and Young Bae’s looks. And although Seunghyun would never say it out loud he knew that he was jealous of the happiness that young bae had found with his family.
" I am the king of the great nation of Turnitup, what use do i have for a young inexperienced prince? or a male lover for that matter? I must have a queen who can produce sons." A look of pure pain crossed Jiyong face for a second before it was replaced by a smirk.
"You will love me and only or we will be at war until you do. Why makes this hard when we both now you'll cave." Jiyong walked around him in loose circles, appraising him, "You can choose to be mine and save your people from the horrors of war or refuse and bring death to them.
Seunghyun thought deeply before he spoke, "I will love you as you wish but you must act as a consort and near speak out against me in public."
"I'll take that," Jiyong said with a classic smirk.