Draped in Elegance
Title: Draped in Elegance - Chapter 2
Pairing: KyuMin, eventual EunHae
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Romance, Fantasy
Summary: Kyuhyun has offered Sungmin everything he's ever wanted, but at what cost?
Chapter 1
“You should gather what’s important to you,” Kyuhyun instructed, breath hot against the shell of Sungmin’s ear, “you won’t be returning once we depart.”
It was slightly ominous, but sounded better than anything Sungmin had ever been offered before. More appealing than dowries and forgettable ladies in extravagant gowns. For once, he felt like the one offering himself and anything he had to someone else. It’s intoxicating.
“We-we’re not coming back?” Sungmin stuttered, fingers scrabbling to open the door to his bedroom while Kyuhyun’s fingers pressed into his hips, grip tight and burning through layers of silk.
“Now why would I allow something like that? I’m very possessive of the things that belong to me,” Kyuhyun’s laughter was dark and sent a shiver up Sungmin’s spine. Sungmin couldn’t discern whether it was from anticipation or fear, but he figured it didn’t matter when every part of his body screamed for his surrender to the dark stranger before him.
“But what about my family, the kingdom?” Sungmin questioned, thoughts muddled by deft hands working his trousers open in record time, “they-they’ll send people to look for me.”
“Don’t worry about that, little rabbit,” Kyuhyun replied, ruffles and brocade falling carelessly to the floor, leaving Sungmin in nothing but his leather boots and elaborate mask, “I will take care of everything.”
Once again, Sungmin nodded along mutely before being tossed on top of the plush material of his bedspread, landing amongst a plethora of down pillows. He could only stare with wide eyes as inch after inch of flawless porcelain skin was revealed to him as Kyuhyun removed each article of his own clothing with measured precision and grace.
“See something you like, my prince?” Kyuhyun asked, confidence radiating in every step he took toward Sungmin’s bed and the flushed man wringing satin sheets in his hands, “don’t look so frightened, beautiful. I can’t promise that I won’t bite, but I can offer you a night that you will remember for the rest of your existence.”
Somehow, Sungmin knows there is nothing but truth to his words.
He moaned into Kyuhyun’s mouth, utterly wanton when Kyuhyun kissed him again, hands finding purchase in the impossibly soft brown waves of his hair. It was as if Kyuhyun was ravenous as he devoured Sungmin’s mouth; Sungmin felt like he was drowning, falling into the promises in Kyuhyun’s eyes.
“You can’t hide from me,” Kyuhyun growled, lips moving over Sungmin’s jaw and down his neck, landing at his prominent clavicle. Sungmin was bewildered until he felt hands blindly unfastening the ribbon tied at the back of his head.
A gasp left the smaller man’s mouth when plush lips continued their trek along his body and teeth latched onto one of his nipples. All of his past lovers had been far too gentle with him, worried for their own safety if they were to damage the empire’s precious prince - almost as if they thought he was made of glass. Kyuhyun was rough, animalistic, destructive - everything Sungmin had been yearning for.
“Please…more,” Sungmin whined, paying no mind to his Princely status, lowering himself by begging for something so fleeting as a moment of pleasure.
“Did I not promise you your heart’s desire, Sungmin?” Kyuhyun asked, eyes boring deep into Sungmin as if he was looking into his very soul, “though I should warn you that it does come with a price.”
“What do you mean, a price?” Sungmin asked, alarm breaking through the haze of his lust despite the fingers curling around his cock, squeezing perfectly.
“It’s just as I said before,” Kyuhyun began, showing no concern for the fear flashing in Sungmin’s eyes, “what I want from you is yourself and your complete devotion to me. In return, I will give you all of myself and my undying loyalty.”
“Why would you give yourself so willingly to someone you hardly know? I understand this,” Sungmin gestured to their naked bodies, biting back another moan, “but an entire lifetime?”
“There are so many things you don’t understand yet, Sungmin,” Kyuhyun responded, laughing softly, “there’s a reason you feel so compelled to believe me, why there is a pull between the two of us. I suppose it’s what your people refer to as soul mates, but on a much deeper level.”
All of Kyuhyun’s words left Sungmin speechless, but something in him knew that Kyuhyun was right, that everything he said was true…or maybe he just wanted to believe it. Either way, Sungmin gave Kyuhyun the answer he wanted.
“It’s crazy, and every logical part of me would normally tell you you’re insane, but,” Sungmin paused and brought his hand to brush Kyuhyun’s bangs out of his eyes, “logic doesn’t seem to have a place here.”
“I knew you would make the right choice,” Kyuhyun purred, hand finally moving and giving Sungmin the stimulation his body had been aching for. It seemed like he knew Sungmin’s body better than even the men he’d spent multiple nights with before. Each twist of his wrist had the prince crying out louder than the last, the silk sheets becoming a crumpled mess below them.
“You are the most exquisite creature I’ve ever come across,” Kyuhyun whispered against the sharp line of Sungmin’s pelvic bone, hot breath puffing over the slick, sticky head of his cock. The argument that Kyuhyun, not himself, was the breathtaking one came out as a pathetically whimpered moan when Kyuhyun’s lips wrapped around his length, swallowing him to the hilt with no hint of a gag reflex.
Both of Sungmin’s hands flew to Kyuhyun’s hair and pulled hard enough to earn him a growl as well as a warning glare, but the only thing that registered with him was the thrum of the vibrations traveling up his spine.
The effects of Kyuhyun’s mouth were almost suffocating, the wet heat and sinful things he was doing with his tongue reducing Sungmin to a panting, flushed mess. All he could manage to do was writhe beneath Kyuhyun, murmuring his name in a seemingly endless litany.
“Kyuhyun, if you don’t stop I-,” Sungmin whined, eyes glassy and cheeks tinged pink.
“I don’t think so, Your Highness,” Kyuhyun chided, thumb and forefinger forming a tight ring around the base of Sungmin’s cock and effectively cutting off his impending release. Sungmin cried out in frustration, eyes begging Kyuhyun to give him what he had taken away so suddenly, “don’t look so upset, sweetheart. I know that this is what you want - someone to take control away from you. You have nothing to worry about; we’re just getting started.”
Sungmin simply pouted out his lower lip in response, hips squirming despite Kyuhyun’s firm hold on them. Sungmin was about to complain, maybe even threaten the other man when two of those long, tapered fingers were carefully pushed between his lips.
“I’m sure that I don’t need to tell you what to do,” Kyuhyun said with a grin that only widened as he watched Sungmin wrap his pink, perfectly bowed lips around the digits. It was clear that Sungmin was well versed in the art of teasing seduction when he glanced down at Kyuhyun with heavy lids, curling his tongue around those fingers in the most provocative manner Kyuhyun had ever seen.
“You’re just asking to the fucked until you forget everything but how to scream my name, you little tease,” Kyuhyun snarled, pulling his hand from Sungmin’s grasp and unceremoniously pushing those saliva coated fingers into the smaller man. The sudden, forceful movement pulled a shrill scream from the prince and his chest began to heave as he desperately tried to pull air back into his lungs.
“Kyu-Kyuhyun…it hurts,” Sungmin sobbed, eyes wide and shining with unshed tears. The response that he received was a crook of Kyuhyun’s fingers before he pulled them out and pressed them back inside with no finesse.
“Don’t try to convince me that you don’t like it. I know you’re not fragile; you won’t break if I hurt you.”
Sungmin couldn’t contest anything about what Kyuhyun had said - the slight tinge of pain gave an edge to the pleasure coursing through his veins that Sungmin had never experienced before.
“You want me to hurt you,” Kyuhyun growled as he crawled up Sungmin’s body and caught his bottom lip between his teeth, dark eyes shining, “you want me to break you until I’m the only one that can put the pieces back together. You want me to tear you apart and pull out the Sungmin that can’t be seen in the light. I’ll drag you into my darkness and destroy that pretty little façade you’ve created.”
It was terrifying and thrilling, taking the breath from Sungmin’s lungs and unraveling him. He didn’t even have to say anything; the way he wrapped himself around Kyuhyun’s body, holding onto him like his life depended on it was answer enough for the brunette.
“Destroy me,” Sungmin breathed, eyes dark and pleading when Kyuhyun caught his gaze once more. Sungmin gasped when Kyuhyun pushed in with one smooth thrust, only precome and remnants of saliva to ease the friction. It was primal and gritty. Perfect.
Kyuhyun immediately began thrusting, strong snaps of his hips with no thought of allowing Sungmin even a moment to adjust to his brutal pace. It was all that Sungmin could do to hold onto Kyuhyun’s shoulders while the heels of his boots dug almost painfully into the small of the taller man’s back as he was fucked wide open. Kyuhyun was sure that there were angry red marks littering his shoulders and upper back from Sungmin’s blunt nails, and the thought of being marked so blatantly spurred Kyuhyun on, bruises already forming under his fingers where they held Sungmin’s supple thighs. A perfect creature made even more beautiful.
Sungmin’s cries quickly devolved into screams with each thud of the headboard against the wall.
“Let yourself go, Sungmin - fall apart for me,” Kyuhyun urged, grasping Sungmin’s neglected cock and stroking him just right. It only took a few more snaps of his hips, a few flicks of his wrist before Sungmin came between them, hot and sticky against their stomachs and Kyuhyun’s knuckles. Kyuhyun made sure to fuck him right through it, eyes trained on Sungmin’s trembling body and parted lips, swollen and glistening.
It was the look in Sungmin’s eyes when he finally opened them and looked up at him that did him in, his gaze unfocused and completely blissed out. Kyuhyun’s hips stuttered when he spilled into the pliant body underneath him, forehead falling to Sungmin’s shoulder.
Resisting temptation would only make the reward that much sweeter when it was offered up with no hesitation.
Sungmin could vaguely feel Kyuhyun moving around and a warm, damp rag being dragged over the drying mess covering his body, before he eventually managed to pry his eyes open and glance at the man he had just agreed to give himself to completely. There was a lazy smile and an entirely satisfied look on his face, and Sungmin found himself returning that smile.
Kyuhyun’s eyes held a glimmer of something that wasn’t there before they fell into bed, but Sungmin couldn’t quite place it in his exhausted state. If he would have looked closer, he would have seen the same look Kyuhyun still gives him today.
“Go to sleep, beautiful. I’ll take care of everything, so you have nothing to worry about,” Kyuhyun said with a soft, comforting smile, fingers tenderly running through Sungmin’s ebony locks, “I’ll take you away from all of this and bring you into my world.”
Sungmin sighed softly and smiled up at Kyuhyun once again before allowing himself to fall into a peaceful slumber, head pillowed against Kyuhyun’s slender shoulder when the silk duvet was pulled over their naked forms. He hadn’t felt that relaxed in as long as he could remember, and the warmth that Kyuhyun’s body provided lulled him to sleep in no time at all.
“I’m the one they warn you about, Sungmin. I’m the monster that hides in the shadows and steals you away in the night from the world that you know,” Kyuhyun mumbled with a grin, lips curling up over fangs that Sungmin failed to notice in the dying candlelight.
Pairing: KyuMin, eventual EunHae
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Romance, Fantasy
Summary: Kyuhyun has offered Sungmin everything he's ever wanted, but at what cost?
Chapter 1
“You should gather what’s important to you,” Kyuhyun instructed, breath hot against the shell of Sungmin’s ear, “you won’t be returning once we depart.”
It was slightly ominous, but sounded better than anything Sungmin had ever been offered before. More appealing than dowries and forgettable ladies in extravagant gowns. For once, he felt like the one offering himself and anything he had to someone else. It’s intoxicating.
“We-we’re not coming back?” Sungmin stuttered, fingers scrabbling to open the door to his bedroom while Kyuhyun’s fingers pressed into his hips, grip tight and burning through layers of silk.
“Now why would I allow something like that? I’m very possessive of the things that belong to me,” Kyuhyun’s laughter was dark and sent a shiver up Sungmin’s spine. Sungmin couldn’t discern whether it was from anticipation or fear, but he figured it didn’t matter when every part of his body screamed for his surrender to the dark stranger before him.
“But what about my family, the kingdom?” Sungmin questioned, thoughts muddled by deft hands working his trousers open in record time, “they-they’ll send people to look for me.”
“Don’t worry about that, little rabbit,” Kyuhyun replied, ruffles and brocade falling carelessly to the floor, leaving Sungmin in nothing but his leather boots and elaborate mask, “I will take care of everything.”
Once again, Sungmin nodded along mutely before being tossed on top of the plush material of his bedspread, landing amongst a plethora of down pillows. He could only stare with wide eyes as inch after inch of flawless porcelain skin was revealed to him as Kyuhyun removed each article of his own clothing with measured precision and grace.
“See something you like, my prince?” Kyuhyun asked, confidence radiating in every step he took toward Sungmin’s bed and the flushed man wringing satin sheets in his hands, “don’t look so frightened, beautiful. I can’t promise that I won’t bite, but I can offer you a night that you will remember for the rest of your existence.”
Somehow, Sungmin knows there is nothing but truth to his words.
He moaned into Kyuhyun’s mouth, utterly wanton when Kyuhyun kissed him again, hands finding purchase in the impossibly soft brown waves of his hair. It was as if Kyuhyun was ravenous as he devoured Sungmin’s mouth; Sungmin felt like he was drowning, falling into the promises in Kyuhyun’s eyes.
“You can’t hide from me,” Kyuhyun growled, lips moving over Sungmin’s jaw and down his neck, landing at his prominent clavicle. Sungmin was bewildered until he felt hands blindly unfastening the ribbon tied at the back of his head.
A gasp left the smaller man’s mouth when plush lips continued their trek along his body and teeth latched onto one of his nipples. All of his past lovers had been far too gentle with him, worried for their own safety if they were to damage the empire’s precious prince - almost as if they thought he was made of glass. Kyuhyun was rough, animalistic, destructive - everything Sungmin had been yearning for.
“Please…more,” Sungmin whined, paying no mind to his Princely status, lowering himself by begging for something so fleeting as a moment of pleasure.
“Did I not promise you your heart’s desire, Sungmin?” Kyuhyun asked, eyes boring deep into Sungmin as if he was looking into his very soul, “though I should warn you that it does come with a price.”
“What do you mean, a price?” Sungmin asked, alarm breaking through the haze of his lust despite the fingers curling around his cock, squeezing perfectly.
“It’s just as I said before,” Kyuhyun began, showing no concern for the fear flashing in Sungmin’s eyes, “what I want from you is yourself and your complete devotion to me. In return, I will give you all of myself and my undying loyalty.”
“Why would you give yourself so willingly to someone you hardly know? I understand this,” Sungmin gestured to their naked bodies, biting back another moan, “but an entire lifetime?”
“There are so many things you don’t understand yet, Sungmin,” Kyuhyun responded, laughing softly, “there’s a reason you feel so compelled to believe me, why there is a pull between the two of us. I suppose it’s what your people refer to as soul mates, but on a much deeper level.”
All of Kyuhyun’s words left Sungmin speechless, but something in him knew that Kyuhyun was right, that everything he said was true…or maybe he just wanted to believe it. Either way, Sungmin gave Kyuhyun the answer he wanted.
“It’s crazy, and every logical part of me would normally tell you you’re insane, but,” Sungmin paused and brought his hand to brush Kyuhyun’s bangs out of his eyes, “logic doesn’t seem to have a place here.”
“I knew you would make the right choice,” Kyuhyun purred, hand finally moving and giving Sungmin the stimulation his body had been aching for. It seemed like he knew Sungmin’s body better than even the men he’d spent multiple nights with before. Each twist of his wrist had the prince crying out louder than the last, the silk sheets becoming a crumpled mess below them.
“You are the most exquisite creature I’ve ever come across,” Kyuhyun whispered against the sharp line of Sungmin’s pelvic bone, hot breath puffing over the slick, sticky head of his cock. The argument that Kyuhyun, not himself, was the breathtaking one came out as a pathetically whimpered moan when Kyuhyun’s lips wrapped around his length, swallowing him to the hilt with no hint of a gag reflex.
Both of Sungmin’s hands flew to Kyuhyun’s hair and pulled hard enough to earn him a growl as well as a warning glare, but the only thing that registered with him was the thrum of the vibrations traveling up his spine.
The effects of Kyuhyun’s mouth were almost suffocating, the wet heat and sinful things he was doing with his tongue reducing Sungmin to a panting, flushed mess. All he could manage to do was writhe beneath Kyuhyun, murmuring his name in a seemingly endless litany.
“Kyuhyun, if you don’t stop I-,” Sungmin whined, eyes glassy and cheeks tinged pink.
“I don’t think so, Your Highness,” Kyuhyun chided, thumb and forefinger forming a tight ring around the base of Sungmin’s cock and effectively cutting off his impending release. Sungmin cried out in frustration, eyes begging Kyuhyun to give him what he had taken away so suddenly, “don’t look so upset, sweetheart. I know that this is what you want - someone to take control away from you. You have nothing to worry about; we’re just getting started.”
Sungmin simply pouted out his lower lip in response, hips squirming despite Kyuhyun’s firm hold on them. Sungmin was about to complain, maybe even threaten the other man when two of those long, tapered fingers were carefully pushed between his lips.
“I’m sure that I don’t need to tell you what to do,” Kyuhyun said with a grin that only widened as he watched Sungmin wrap his pink, perfectly bowed lips around the digits. It was clear that Sungmin was well versed in the art of teasing seduction when he glanced down at Kyuhyun with heavy lids, curling his tongue around those fingers in the most provocative manner Kyuhyun had ever seen.
“You’re just asking to the fucked until you forget everything but how to scream my name, you little tease,” Kyuhyun snarled, pulling his hand from Sungmin’s grasp and unceremoniously pushing those saliva coated fingers into the smaller man. The sudden, forceful movement pulled a shrill scream from the prince and his chest began to heave as he desperately tried to pull air back into his lungs.
“Kyu-Kyuhyun…it hurts,” Sungmin sobbed, eyes wide and shining with unshed tears. The response that he received was a crook of Kyuhyun’s fingers before he pulled them out and pressed them back inside with no finesse.
“Don’t try to convince me that you don’t like it. I know you’re not fragile; you won’t break if I hurt you.”
Sungmin couldn’t contest anything about what Kyuhyun had said - the slight tinge of pain gave an edge to the pleasure coursing through his veins that Sungmin had never experienced before.
“You want me to hurt you,” Kyuhyun growled as he crawled up Sungmin’s body and caught his bottom lip between his teeth, dark eyes shining, “you want me to break you until I’m the only one that can put the pieces back together. You want me to tear you apart and pull out the Sungmin that can’t be seen in the light. I’ll drag you into my darkness and destroy that pretty little façade you’ve created.”
It was terrifying and thrilling, taking the breath from Sungmin’s lungs and unraveling him. He didn’t even have to say anything; the way he wrapped himself around Kyuhyun’s body, holding onto him like his life depended on it was answer enough for the brunette.
“Destroy me,” Sungmin breathed, eyes dark and pleading when Kyuhyun caught his gaze once more. Sungmin gasped when Kyuhyun pushed in with one smooth thrust, only precome and remnants of saliva to ease the friction. It was primal and gritty. Perfect.
Kyuhyun immediately began thrusting, strong snaps of his hips with no thought of allowing Sungmin even a moment to adjust to his brutal pace. It was all that Sungmin could do to hold onto Kyuhyun’s shoulders while the heels of his boots dug almost painfully into the small of the taller man’s back as he was fucked wide open. Kyuhyun was sure that there were angry red marks littering his shoulders and upper back from Sungmin’s blunt nails, and the thought of being marked so blatantly spurred Kyuhyun on, bruises already forming under his fingers where they held Sungmin’s supple thighs. A perfect creature made even more beautiful.
Sungmin’s cries quickly devolved into screams with each thud of the headboard against the wall.
“Let yourself go, Sungmin - fall apart for me,” Kyuhyun urged, grasping Sungmin’s neglected cock and stroking him just right. It only took a few more snaps of his hips, a few flicks of his wrist before Sungmin came between them, hot and sticky against their stomachs and Kyuhyun’s knuckles. Kyuhyun made sure to fuck him right through it, eyes trained on Sungmin’s trembling body and parted lips, swollen and glistening.
It was the look in Sungmin’s eyes when he finally opened them and looked up at him that did him in, his gaze unfocused and completely blissed out. Kyuhyun’s hips stuttered when he spilled into the pliant body underneath him, forehead falling to Sungmin’s shoulder.
Resisting temptation would only make the reward that much sweeter when it was offered up with no hesitation.
Sungmin could vaguely feel Kyuhyun moving around and a warm, damp rag being dragged over the drying mess covering his body, before he eventually managed to pry his eyes open and glance at the man he had just agreed to give himself to completely. There was a lazy smile and an entirely satisfied look on his face, and Sungmin found himself returning that smile.
Kyuhyun’s eyes held a glimmer of something that wasn’t there before they fell into bed, but Sungmin couldn’t quite place it in his exhausted state. If he would have looked closer, he would have seen the same look Kyuhyun still gives him today.
“Go to sleep, beautiful. I’ll take care of everything, so you have nothing to worry about,” Kyuhyun said with a soft, comforting smile, fingers tenderly running through Sungmin’s ebony locks, “I’ll take you away from all of this and bring you into my world.”
Sungmin sighed softly and smiled up at Kyuhyun once again before allowing himself to fall into a peaceful slumber, head pillowed against Kyuhyun’s slender shoulder when the silk duvet was pulled over their naked forms. He hadn’t felt that relaxed in as long as he could remember, and the warmth that Kyuhyun’s body provided lulled him to sleep in no time at all.
“I’m the one they warn you about, Sungmin. I’m the monster that hides in the shadows and steals you away in the night from the world that you know,” Kyuhyun mumbled with a grin, lips curling up over fangs that Sungmin failed to notice in the dying candlelight.