Abide by the orders 2/2
Title: Abide by the orders
Pairing : Jongkey
Rating : R
Genre : AU
Description : Jonghyun was finally appointed by the queen's court to guard a part of the castle. Little did he know, a certain young heir has wandered into the premises.
Author Notes: Omfg okay this is my first time writing for a prompt and I'm so shy >.< Prompt here okay... sorry if it's like lame or not as articulate.
*just a warning i might end up non-chronologically-correct phrases...
PART ONE || PART TWO
It was on his 6th night on guard duty that he realizes the Prince's desires
"You have to keep quiet, okay?" The young Prince said, rhetorically, making Jonghyun fight back his inner rage because he was not only frustrated but he was worried about the younger man too.
"You know... I've been watching you," Kibum's hand inches near his torso, just letting his finger brush the expensive linen and mail that make up Jonghyun's guard uniform. "I've heard you sing in one of the inns in town."
Jonghyun wanted to raise a question, but didn't he have that desire more than once since the first time he ever met the younger?
Gracefully, the young Prince closed more of the gaps between him and the guard, sinking his face onto the curve of Jonghyun's neck.
Jonghyun always thought why they never gave him a helmet, it doesn't mean he doesn't do anything productive other than stare into the night until morning he's suddenly incapable of having an essential piece of guard attire. But right now, he's thankful for the nights he didn't have one because since the Prince was already lavishing his face with sweet, chaste kisses, he's just happy he didn't need to wear a Mail coif.
"God-- I can't believe this-- I can't believe I'm here with you-- " Kibum pants -practically rambles - as he kisses more of Jonghyun's sculpted face. "-You're so enticing, so gorgeous-- I want you."
All the blood Jonghyun owned rushed to both his face - in a form of a blush - and to this southern regions to form a twitch.
"I want you to kiss me, I want you to undress me and take me to my chambers," Jonghyun tried to hold back a smug (egotistical) smile on his face because all this wanting is definitely arousing him. Ah, but alas, he is on his last shift, he can't move or speak to the young Prince. He damned the person who ever made that rule of keeping still.
"I know your name, the guards kept saying how short 'Jonghyun' was and I immediately knew it was you." The guard didn't enjoy the smirk on the Prince's face because, yes, he was taller than him - now that he stood up straight. "But I don't care, Jonghyun."
Profusely, he starts suckling on Jonghyun's neck, trying to kiss and suck any exposed patch of skin he had. Jonghyun's armor wasn't that impressive, it was the usual cloth and it didn't even have an aventail - which Jonghyun was glad he didn't have to wear - and for some reason he forgot to wear his bevor - that metal armor his neck found annoying - , leaving his chest exposed with only his light mail shirt. He wanted to curse because, well, he was not even wearing the correct armor for his last day on the job. But, again, he didn't mind.
"It's a pity," Kibum began, tugging the mail but the ends, "If only you weren't wearing his awful metal, I could just strip you of your clothing instantly."
Jonghyun was surprised the young Prince could mutter such devious words, such provocative looks facing him as the moonlight made him glow from behind. "I've always wanted you to hold me, but I curse that ridiculous rule that makes you so sturdy and motionless at night, can't you break the rules for me? Just for once?"
The guard remained speechless, but only because the Prince was so daring. He saw the disappointed look on his face, that angelic moonlight face, and he thought he could never forgive himself for making him feel unloved.
Kibum started to trail his hands down, from Jonghyun's biceps, to his hips - grasping them and pressing their lower halves against each other. Noticing that unmistakable hiss, the guard bites his lower lip at the contact. Never did he experience such exciting touches, those that send lightning through his spine. He wasn't a loser, of course, he has kissed several other maidens as a teen, those he meet while delivering for his mother, some were those he meet in the inn while he sang, and of course those who tried to seduce Jonghyun himself. It was different kissing a man such as Kibum, he didn't kiss like he thought a man would, nor did he expect a woman's kiss as well, it was... A new feeling.
The Prince, as persistent as he was getting, was cupping Jonghyun's member through the linens of his trousers. He felt him throbbing against his hand, warm and twitching. "You're big... And hot." He mutters, resting his head on Jonghyun's shoulder as he ghosted his breath onto his neck. The brunette wanted to move so badly but it was probably the inner anticipation letting the younger male do what he wants first -because this was the most arousing thing he was ever experiencing.
"You know what I'd like to do?" The blonde heir purrs, Jonghyun wasn't about to enjoy the answer either way because he'd have to suppress all kinds of emotion or movement at least.
"I want to..." Kibum grips the guard's lower member and whispers in his ear: "I want you to make love to me, Sir Knight."
Jonghyun wanted to run, faint, die, anything that would just make him hide the blushing on his face and not to mention the Prince was cause of his ministrations. He doesn't recall the extra weight on his shoulders when he notices the young heir clasping his hands onto them and aligning their middles. It was probably the result of the height difference that Kibum's cock had been rubbing against Jonghyun's in a more dominant motion, the back side being pressed at the tip of the elders which had been poking out for a while now.
"You're getting really hard, Jonghyun, I can feel you with mine..." The gasps Jonghyun heard as Kibum continued to grind against the guard (whose back as already resting on a pillar but he remained sturdy as the pillar itself) was more than alluring but also majestic. There he was, on his last day of service to the Queen, getting dry humped by the Prince - the heir to the throne. Jonghyun admits that when all of this is over... Will he ever be anything to the Prince again? Just some guard he molested (not that he's complaining) and practically seduced the whole week? Jonghyun couldn't get too attached to his queer affair between servant and master, not when it's like this. He didn't add the fact the Prince was a male, Jonghyun wasn't particular with gender as a factor of courtship - he kissed that tailor boy once... Before he moved away- in fact, he was healthily able to love anyone he wanted. But Kibum was not.
Kibum was the heir to the throne, the successor of his Mother, he was next in line for the title of "King", obviously he should know this was against any normal conduct for a Prince like himself. But in that moment, as the blonde kissed the guard once again, it seemed like he didn't care, he never did.
"Oh heavens, this- this feels so amazing... Don't you agree?" He asks the elder, beautiful feline eyes peering into Jonghyun's sleep deprived ones. Jonghyun gave him the look that says every beautiful word he could tell about the younger with just a gaze.
"I-- Lord-- I can't take it anymore--"
Kibum lifts his silk night gown, from his moonlit thigh to his waist, reveal no undergarment whatsoever and a throbbing member - practically leaking pre-cum.
Jonghyun basked at the erotic sight, the young Prince stroking himself pleasurably - he wonders if he does this in his chambers when he's alone. The younger rests his head in the guard's sturdy shoulders, he didn't know if he should have felt embarrassed or disappointed that his view was lost but the sounds, oh the lustful sounds that were released from the mouth of the blonde Prince were so arousing that he bit his lip even harder this time.
"J-jonghyun..." The Prince mutters as the slick sound of the stroking filled their ears. It was the only thing he heard other than the panting that escaped Kibum's lips. He lifted his head to look at the guard's expression which displayed a pair of lust-filled eyes and a flushed face.
"Y-you want some fun too? You look like you need it." Yet another smug look was tossed at the elder, this it it was joined by the sound of wet skin being stroked repetitively.
The younger dropped down to his knees - Oh God he knew what this meant. The guard's expectations shifted into a far more sensual feeling this time, one filled with raw touches and guilt sooner or later.
As expected, the blonde pulled the trousers down and allowed the member - the hot, stiff member of the guard - to spring out and settle in front of his face.
"What's this? An offering for me?" Kibum muses - it wasn't even musing, it was similar to a mocking tune for jokes. "I gladly accept it, peasant." Jonghyun now felt sad about his degraded title - from Knight to Peasant? That wasn't fair.
"But since it's such a magnificent gift, I promote you to my right hand as a Knight, my loyal servant forever." It was like a small ceremony just for them, a knighthood, but it a wrong- devious way.
Gladly, the younger presses his lips upon the elder's tip, all the while still rubbing his own. His left hand slowly stroking the hilt of the elder's cock while he help himself. It was all in sync, both of the shafts being stroked in one rhythm - which was the younger's.
He engulfs Jonghyun's cock, half of it only. Jonghyun thought it was because the royal heir is probably too fragile to handle the-- No, nope, Jonghyun was proven wrong, the Prince was taking it all in, the hot inside of his mouth encasing his shaft until the hilt. The guard feels the back of Kibum's throat but he tries to pull back so he doesn't hurt him.
The clear sound of slurping and slick stroking were the sounds that filled his last night, Kibum's moans turning into wanton ones, and the gasps as he took his time in between sucking the elder's member.
Kibum stood up, much to Jonghyun's dismay, but only to bring their members together again, in raw contact.
He gently grazed the elder's cock with his, earning a clear moan from the elder. Jonghyun was shocked he finally let one out after suppressing it for so long.
"You like that?" Kibum begins to grind against him again, causing an audible string of panting from the lips of the elder.
Jonghyun just opts to bite his lip, as the Prince continues to tangle them in a heat of sexual actions, slick sounds of skin sliding against each other and on the blonde's hands, pants and moans being conjured under the moonlight's silence.
It was on Jonghyun's last night, after experiencing the most satisfying climax in his years living, had he felt so taken by physical attachment, so captivated by emotions, so in love with the feeling of a body limping against him.
Gingerly, the young Prince cleans off their cum, removing it from Jonghyun's uniform so as not to get him and himself in trouble in the morning.
"I... I should go now..." Kibum says, while ducking his flushed face.
Was that it? Was this the last time he'll ever meet someone as tantalizing as the Prince? Surely he couldn't have lived his whole life without meeting the heir... Nor could he live another day without him.
It took all of Jonghyun's courage to do something to make him stop.
"Wait." The first word Jonghyun has ever really told the Prince. Kibum stopped his movement, quickly turning his heel and facing the sullen guard.
"What is it, My Knight?"
"Can I request one last kiss?"
"It would be an honor to bestow one of my kisses to such a loyal servant such as yourself."
"And forever shall I be loyal to his highness." And that was the last utter word that night, the beautiful moonlit night. Jonghyun had savored the chaste kiss, a long press of lips, and a bit of lingering too before the Prince slipped away to return to his chambers.
Jonghyun contemplated, until early sunrise, the next guard was already taking over his position.
The next morning, her Majesty, the Queen, returned from the central kingdom and brought back supplies for her hungry people. The three young guards were lined up in front of the queen, all happy and proud of their service for the Queen.
Jonghyun basked, she was as beautiful as he remembered. For someone in their late 40's, the Queen's face looked to resilient and youthful, one that resembles another person Jonghyun knew. And of course, sitting next to the throne of the Queen was the Prince himself, wearing his attire, a rather stuffy tunic with white tights on his legs, short covering him from his belly to his knees - he looked miserable (especially with that hat).
"The three of you have served well as an addition to our forces, though it was a scarce time for our land, I thank you for your effort and diligence." Her voice was sweet but strong, commanding the respect of the whole room.
"Lee Taemin, a young son of the inn keeper, you shall be rewarded with 400 gold pieces and 3 sacks from the supply. You will also be appointed as our new Jester. A Jester is wise and talented, and as I've heard, you were quite an entertainer in the inn." She chuckles a bit and Taemin bowed with a grin, one that exhibits a great amount of gratitude and respect.
"Next, Choi Minho, the assistant of the inn keeper, as a well managed guard as yourself, the guards have told me to let you go under court training as a knight." Minho's eyes beamed up to the Queen's gaze, a gift that was truly an honor for the tall guard himself.
"Lastly, the young bard, the son of the farmer, Kim Jonghyun." Jonghyun gulped as he lifted his head. "I've heard a lot about you, from guards, from my servants who buy from your family. Even my son, who snuck away the last month to visit the inn you were working at."
The young man grew with anticipation, Kibum must have told his mother things, things that made it possible for them to meet.
"You have done a great job guarding the West Wing, the one place my son was staying he wouldn't sneak out again. I'm happy to know there hasn't been a report of him escaping and running into the town to mingle with strangers," The Queen picks up a sword and holds it in her palms "And with that, I'd like you to be my son's housecarl and go under training with Minho. You shall be his right hand man, his protector forever, his Knight."
Kibum was just as surprised as Jonghyun. Not only did he just find out that he was guarding the Prince the whole time but he was also being appointed as his lifetime protector.
"Are you willing to fulfill this service?"
"Y-yes! I will most definitely and gladly accept such a position, Your Highness."
"Very well, then. Kibum, would you like to stand by your soon-to-be-Knight while I knight him?"
Without hesitation The Prince trots toward Jonghyun and gives him a warm smile has he looked down at the kneeling brunette. The smile was different this time, it wasn't smug or suggestive, it was sincere and loving, something he knew the young Prince always wanted to give him since the first night they met.
"Jonghyun?"
"Yes, my Lord?"
"You can remove that whole 'my Lord' musing, we're alone."
"But, Kibum-" Jonghyun should be used to the fact The Prince liked to kiss him whenever they were alone.
The two began this forbidden relationship while the Queen reigns, it was up to their future selves to deal with the problems that had to be dealt with, of sodomy and conduct, but all that mattered was Kibum's lips on Jonghyun's.
Kibum's room stayed permanent at the secluded West Wing, it was like he and Jonghyun had a little castle all to themselves.
"I love you," Kibum smiles, Jonghyun was definitely happy he wasn't a forgotten subject, he was glad he didn't return to his normal farmer's boy life (though he did bring his parents back more supplies and his income was high enough as the Prince's Knight) because if he did, he would have never met the one that made him happy "I love you too, My Prince, Kibum."
"Now how about you take off that stupid bevor and follow me to my chambers?"
"But-"
"That's an order."
"As you wish, My Lord."
The End
Author notes : whaaaaaa I'm so embarrassed ;AAAAAAAAAAAAAA;;;;; sorrry i'm too lazy to edit it now but I hope you liked the story and comment! ;w;; ////hides because omfg I've been hiding in AFF because LJ is only for really good writers >AAAAAAA<
Discussion: Jong was a bard - a musician in inns and stuff
Kibum was the prince and he told his mummy to get some kid that works in inns. kibum liked to sneak out by the west wing -- aand well let's just say the previous guard didn't really molest him, he was just trying to stop him because he was trying to escaped and stuff=)))))
minho and taemin - uuugh idk extras extras
QUEEN - ajdklsjadksd idk i wanted the image of Kibum + a young looking 40s korean lady ;w;;;;;;;;;;;; pretty mama <33333
Jonghyun's family.... wah i'm so mean for making jong leave them...
JINKI omfg I just had to put court judge Jinki <33 sorry idk what they do >.<
PLease comment ...? <3333 hope you liked it~!!!
Prev
Pairing : Jongkey
Rating : R
Genre : AU
Description : Jonghyun was finally appointed by the queen's court to guard a part of the castle. Little did he know, a certain young heir has wandered into the premises.
Author Notes: Omfg okay this is my first time writing for a prompt and I'm so shy >.< Prompt here okay... sorry if it's like lame or not as articulate.
*just a warning i might end up non-chronologically-correct phrases...
PART ONE || PART TWO
It was on his 6th night on guard duty that he realizes the Prince's desires
"You have to keep quiet, okay?" The young Prince said, rhetorically, making Jonghyun fight back his inner rage because he was not only frustrated but he was worried about the younger man too.
"You know... I've been watching you," Kibum's hand inches near his torso, just letting his finger brush the expensive linen and mail that make up Jonghyun's guard uniform. "I've heard you sing in one of the inns in town."
Jonghyun wanted to raise a question, but didn't he have that desire more than once since the first time he ever met the younger?
Gracefully, the young Prince closed more of the gaps between him and the guard, sinking his face onto the curve of Jonghyun's neck.
Jonghyun always thought why they never gave him a helmet, it doesn't mean he doesn't do anything productive other than stare into the night until morning he's suddenly incapable of having an essential piece of guard attire. But right now, he's thankful for the nights he didn't have one because since the Prince was already lavishing his face with sweet, chaste kisses, he's just happy he didn't need to wear a Mail coif.
"God-- I can't believe this-- I can't believe I'm here with you-- " Kibum pants -practically rambles - as he kisses more of Jonghyun's sculpted face. "-You're so enticing, so gorgeous-- I want you."
All the blood Jonghyun owned rushed to both his face - in a form of a blush - and to this southern regions to form a twitch.
"I want you to kiss me, I want you to undress me and take me to my chambers," Jonghyun tried to hold back a smug (egotistical) smile on his face because all this wanting is definitely arousing him. Ah, but alas, he is on his last shift, he can't move or speak to the young Prince. He damned the person who ever made that rule of keeping still.
"I know your name, the guards kept saying how short 'Jonghyun' was and I immediately knew it was you." The guard didn't enjoy the smirk on the Prince's face because, yes, he was taller than him - now that he stood up straight. "But I don't care, Jonghyun."
Profusely, he starts suckling on Jonghyun's neck, trying to kiss and suck any exposed patch of skin he had. Jonghyun's armor wasn't that impressive, it was the usual cloth and it didn't even have an aventail - which Jonghyun was glad he didn't have to wear - and for some reason he forgot to wear his bevor - that metal armor his neck found annoying - , leaving his chest exposed with only his light mail shirt. He wanted to curse because, well, he was not even wearing the correct armor for his last day on the job. But, again, he didn't mind.
"It's a pity," Kibum began, tugging the mail but the ends, "If only you weren't wearing his awful metal, I could just strip you of your clothing instantly."
Jonghyun was surprised the young Prince could mutter such devious words, such provocative looks facing him as the moonlight made him glow from behind. "I've always wanted you to hold me, but I curse that ridiculous rule that makes you so sturdy and motionless at night, can't you break the rules for me? Just for once?"
The guard remained speechless, but only because the Prince was so daring. He saw the disappointed look on his face, that angelic moonlight face, and he thought he could never forgive himself for making him feel unloved.
Kibum started to trail his hands down, from Jonghyun's biceps, to his hips - grasping them and pressing their lower halves against each other. Noticing that unmistakable hiss, the guard bites his lower lip at the contact. Never did he experience such exciting touches, those that send lightning through his spine. He wasn't a loser, of course, he has kissed several other maidens as a teen, those he meet while delivering for his mother, some were those he meet in the inn while he sang, and of course those who tried to seduce Jonghyun himself. It was different kissing a man such as Kibum, he didn't kiss like he thought a man would, nor did he expect a woman's kiss as well, it was... A new feeling.
The Prince, as persistent as he was getting, was cupping Jonghyun's member through the linens of his trousers. He felt him throbbing against his hand, warm and twitching. "You're big... And hot." He mutters, resting his head on Jonghyun's shoulder as he ghosted his breath onto his neck. The brunette wanted to move so badly but it was probably the inner anticipation letting the younger male do what he wants first -because this was the most arousing thing he was ever experiencing.
"You know what I'd like to do?" The blonde heir purrs, Jonghyun wasn't about to enjoy the answer either way because he'd have to suppress all kinds of emotion or movement at least.
"I want to..." Kibum grips the guard's lower member and whispers in his ear: "I want you to make love to me, Sir Knight."
Jonghyun wanted to run, faint, die, anything that would just make him hide the blushing on his face and not to mention the Prince was cause of his ministrations. He doesn't recall the extra weight on his shoulders when he notices the young heir clasping his hands onto them and aligning their middles. It was probably the result of the height difference that Kibum's cock had been rubbing against Jonghyun's in a more dominant motion, the back side being pressed at the tip of the elders which had been poking out for a while now.
"You're getting really hard, Jonghyun, I can feel you with mine..." The gasps Jonghyun heard as Kibum continued to grind against the guard (whose back as already resting on a pillar but he remained sturdy as the pillar itself) was more than alluring but also majestic. There he was, on his last day of service to the Queen, getting dry humped by the Prince - the heir to the throne. Jonghyun admits that when all of this is over... Will he ever be anything to the Prince again? Just some guard he molested (not that he's complaining) and practically seduced the whole week? Jonghyun couldn't get too attached to his queer affair between servant and master, not when it's like this. He didn't add the fact the Prince was a male, Jonghyun wasn't particular with gender as a factor of courtship - he kissed that tailor boy once... Before he moved away- in fact, he was healthily able to love anyone he wanted. But Kibum was not.
Kibum was the heir to the throne, the successor of his Mother, he was next in line for the title of "King", obviously he should know this was against any normal conduct for a Prince like himself. But in that moment, as the blonde kissed the guard once again, it seemed like he didn't care, he never did.
"Oh heavens, this- this feels so amazing... Don't you agree?" He asks the elder, beautiful feline eyes peering into Jonghyun's sleep deprived ones. Jonghyun gave him the look that says every beautiful word he could tell about the younger with just a gaze.
"I-- Lord-- I can't take it anymore--"
Kibum lifts his silk night gown, from his moonlit thigh to his waist, reveal no undergarment whatsoever and a throbbing member - practically leaking pre-cum.
Jonghyun basked at the erotic sight, the young Prince stroking himself pleasurably - he wonders if he does this in his chambers when he's alone. The younger rests his head in the guard's sturdy shoulders, he didn't know if he should have felt embarrassed or disappointed that his view was lost but the sounds, oh the lustful sounds that were released from the mouth of the blonde Prince were so arousing that he bit his lip even harder this time.
"J-jonghyun..." The Prince mutters as the slick sound of the stroking filled their ears. It was the only thing he heard other than the panting that escaped Kibum's lips. He lifted his head to look at the guard's expression which displayed a pair of lust-filled eyes and a flushed face.
"Y-you want some fun too? You look like you need it." Yet another smug look was tossed at the elder, this it it was joined by the sound of wet skin being stroked repetitively.
The younger dropped down to his knees - Oh God he knew what this meant. The guard's expectations shifted into a far more sensual feeling this time, one filled with raw touches and guilt sooner or later.
As expected, the blonde pulled the trousers down and allowed the member - the hot, stiff member of the guard - to spring out and settle in front of his face.
"What's this? An offering for me?" Kibum muses - it wasn't even musing, it was similar to a mocking tune for jokes. "I gladly accept it, peasant." Jonghyun now felt sad about his degraded title - from Knight to Peasant? That wasn't fair.
"But since it's such a magnificent gift, I promote you to my right hand as a Knight, my loyal servant forever." It was like a small ceremony just for them, a knighthood, but it a wrong- devious way.
Gladly, the younger presses his lips upon the elder's tip, all the while still rubbing his own. His left hand slowly stroking the hilt of the elder's cock while he help himself. It was all in sync, both of the shafts being stroked in one rhythm - which was the younger's.
He engulfs Jonghyun's cock, half of it only. Jonghyun thought it was because the royal heir is probably too fragile to handle the-- No, nope, Jonghyun was proven wrong, the Prince was taking it all in, the hot inside of his mouth encasing his shaft until the hilt. The guard feels the back of Kibum's throat but he tries to pull back so he doesn't hurt him.
The clear sound of slurping and slick stroking were the sounds that filled his last night, Kibum's moans turning into wanton ones, and the gasps as he took his time in between sucking the elder's member.
Kibum stood up, much to Jonghyun's dismay, but only to bring their members together again, in raw contact.
He gently grazed the elder's cock with his, earning a clear moan from the elder. Jonghyun was shocked he finally let one out after suppressing it for so long.
"You like that?" Kibum begins to grind against him again, causing an audible string of panting from the lips of the elder.
Jonghyun just opts to bite his lip, as the Prince continues to tangle them in a heat of sexual actions, slick sounds of skin sliding against each other and on the blonde's hands, pants and moans being conjured under the moonlight's silence.
It was on Jonghyun's last night, after experiencing the most satisfying climax in his years living, had he felt so taken by physical attachment, so captivated by emotions, so in love with the feeling of a body limping against him.
Gingerly, the young Prince cleans off their cum, removing it from Jonghyun's uniform so as not to get him and himself in trouble in the morning.
"I... I should go now..." Kibum says, while ducking his flushed face.
Was that it? Was this the last time he'll ever meet someone as tantalizing as the Prince? Surely he couldn't have lived his whole life without meeting the heir... Nor could he live another day without him.
It took all of Jonghyun's courage to do something to make him stop.
"Wait." The first word Jonghyun has ever really told the Prince. Kibum stopped his movement, quickly turning his heel and facing the sullen guard.
"What is it, My Knight?"
"Can I request one last kiss?"
"It would be an honor to bestow one of my kisses to such a loyal servant such as yourself."
"And forever shall I be loyal to his highness." And that was the last utter word that night, the beautiful moonlit night. Jonghyun had savored the chaste kiss, a long press of lips, and a bit of lingering too before the Prince slipped away to return to his chambers.
Jonghyun contemplated, until early sunrise, the next guard was already taking over his position.
The next morning, her Majesty, the Queen, returned from the central kingdom and brought back supplies for her hungry people. The three young guards were lined up in front of the queen, all happy and proud of their service for the Queen.
Jonghyun basked, she was as beautiful as he remembered. For someone in their late 40's, the Queen's face looked to resilient and youthful, one that resembles another person Jonghyun knew. And of course, sitting next to the throne of the Queen was the Prince himself, wearing his attire, a rather stuffy tunic with white tights on his legs, short covering him from his belly to his knees - he looked miserable (especially with that hat).
"The three of you have served well as an addition to our forces, though it was a scarce time for our land, I thank you for your effort and diligence." Her voice was sweet but strong, commanding the respect of the whole room.
"Lee Taemin, a young son of the inn keeper, you shall be rewarded with 400 gold pieces and 3 sacks from the supply. You will also be appointed as our new Jester. A Jester is wise and talented, and as I've heard, you were quite an entertainer in the inn." She chuckles a bit and Taemin bowed with a grin, one that exhibits a great amount of gratitude and respect.
"Next, Choi Minho, the assistant of the inn keeper, as a well managed guard as yourself, the guards have told me to let you go under court training as a knight." Minho's eyes beamed up to the Queen's gaze, a gift that was truly an honor for the tall guard himself.
"Lastly, the young bard, the son of the farmer, Kim Jonghyun." Jonghyun gulped as he lifted his head. "I've heard a lot about you, from guards, from my servants who buy from your family. Even my son, who snuck away the last month to visit the inn you were working at."
The young man grew with anticipation, Kibum must have told his mother things, things that made it possible for them to meet.
"You have done a great job guarding the West Wing, the one place my son was staying he wouldn't sneak out again. I'm happy to know there hasn't been a report of him escaping and running into the town to mingle with strangers," The Queen picks up a sword and holds it in her palms "And with that, I'd like you to be my son's housecarl and go under training with Minho. You shall be his right hand man, his protector forever, his Knight."
Kibum was just as surprised as Jonghyun. Not only did he just find out that he was guarding the Prince the whole time but he was also being appointed as his lifetime protector.
"Are you willing to fulfill this service?"
"Y-yes! I will most definitely and gladly accept such a position, Your Highness."
"Very well, then. Kibum, would you like to stand by your soon-to-be-Knight while I knight him?"
Without hesitation The Prince trots toward Jonghyun and gives him a warm smile has he looked down at the kneeling brunette. The smile was different this time, it wasn't smug or suggestive, it was sincere and loving, something he knew the young Prince always wanted to give him since the first night they met.
"Jonghyun?"
"Yes, my Lord?"
"You can remove that whole 'my Lord' musing, we're alone."
"But, Kibum-" Jonghyun should be used to the fact The Prince liked to kiss him whenever they were alone.
The two began this forbidden relationship while the Queen reigns, it was up to their future selves to deal with the problems that had to be dealt with, of sodomy and conduct, but all that mattered was Kibum's lips on Jonghyun's.
Kibum's room stayed permanent at the secluded West Wing, it was like he and Jonghyun had a little castle all to themselves.
"I love you," Kibum smiles, Jonghyun was definitely happy he wasn't a forgotten subject, he was glad he didn't return to his normal farmer's boy life (though he did bring his parents back more supplies and his income was high enough as the Prince's Knight) because if he did, he would have never met the one that made him happy "I love you too, My Prince, Kibum."
"Now how about you take off that stupid bevor and follow me to my chambers?"
"But-"
"That's an order."
"As you wish, My Lord."
The End
Author notes : whaaaaaa I'm so embarrassed ;AAAAAAAAAAAAAA;;;;; sorrry i'm too lazy to edit it now but I hope you liked the story and comment! ;w;; ////hides because omfg I've been hiding in AFF because LJ is only for really good writers >AAAAAAA<
Discussion: Jong was a bard - a musician in inns and stuff
Kibum was the prince and he told his mummy to get some kid that works in inns. kibum liked to sneak out by the west wing -- aand well let's just say the previous guard didn't really molest him, he was just trying to stop him because he was trying to escaped and stuff=)))))
minho and taemin - uuugh idk extras extras
QUEEN - ajdklsjadksd idk i wanted the image of Kibum + a young looking 40s korean lady ;w;;;;;;;;;;;; pretty mama <33333
Jonghyun's family.... wah i'm so mean for making jong leave them...
JINKI omfg I just had to put court judge Jinki <33 sorry idk what they do >.<
PLease comment ...? <3333 hope you liked it~!!!
Prev