Pairing: Choi Soobin (TXT) x fem!readerGenre: Fluff/SmutContains: Hair pulling, cunnilingu

Pairing: Choi Soobin (TXT) x fem!reader

Genre: Fluff/Smut

Contains: Hair pulling, cunnilingus, fingering, dirty talk

Word count:2694

AU: Royal AU

A/N:Part 2 of the Her Beloved Consorts series!  The stories are loosely connected by the persona of the Empress-reader and, of course, take place in the same universe.

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The gown was heavy as hell, but you kept your complaints to yourself. You were the Empress after all – majority of the people who looked up to you didn’t see you as a fellow human. You could be the most powerful person in the empire but even you, or maybe especially you, were tangled in the dangerous web of politics and social connections. Anyone could turn into a spider if you weren’t careful enough, and you didn’t want to give them even the most trivial reason to attack you.

After the meeting with your vassals ended, you barely managed to escape to your private study, and now you were just standing there, letting the silence calm your restless mind. You were about to pour yourself a drink when someone knocked at the door. With a heavy sigh you forced yourself to compose your features.

“Come in,” you said leaning comfortably against your bureau.

“Your Majesty,” said the maid bowing deeply before straightening with her head still lowered in respect.

“What is it?” you asked tilting your own head slightly as you eyed her carefully.

She seemed to be a regular maid but as the Empress you could never be too careful.

“Duke Choi requests a meeting with you in the garden, Your Majesty.”

“When?” you asked softly, a small smile already appearing on your lips.

“Whenever you feel like it, Your Highness,” answered the woman keeping her eyes glued to the wooden floor.

“Thank you, you may go now.”

The maid bowed deeply once again and retreated gracefully, not even once turning her back on you.

The next meeting was scheduled for two hours from now, so it wouldn’t hurt to relax a little with your best friend. As you were heading towards the garden you couldn’t help but grin widely: even your heavy clothing couldn’t slow you down as you tried to get there as fast as humanly possible. You had to practically force yourself to walk calmly – what a scandal it’d be if someone saw you right now, the Empress, behaving in such disgraceful way.

“Stay here, and don’t let anyone enter,” you commanded your guards as you reached the front gate of your private garden.

As you headed towards the western part of the park, you looked around blissfully absorbing all the colours, sounds and smells – every step you took made you feel somehow lighter. It took you a few minutes to reach your favourite spot: a glade with a branchy willow tree. Soobin was already there, waiting for you patiently as he always did, sitting comfortably at the garden table and visibly engrossed in a book he was reading. He must have heard you, however, as he quickly put his book to the side and stood up.

“Your Majesty,” he said with a wide grin before taking a knee and bowing his head respectfully.

“Duke Choi,” you answered smiling warmly before settling comfortably on the cushioned chair that stood across the one he was sitting on.

Taking a brief look at the tabletop you immediately noticed an epergne filled with sweets and a hand-painted tea set. One of Soobin’s hobbies was brewing tea, and he deeply enjoyed sharing this passion with you. You on the other hand loved trying the tea he prepared for you.

“I missed you, Your Highness,” he said quietly as he stared at you with a soft expression on his face.

Soobin took one of your hands into his bigger one, his long fingers tangling with yours carefully as if he was afraid you were going to push him away. You smiled warmly, caressing his knuckles with your thumb in the answer which made the delicate blush appear on his cleanly shaved cheeks.

“I’m sorry, dear, I don’t have much time to spare recently,” you said apologetically before bringing his hand to your lips and placing a kiss on the back of it.

“Would you like to tell me now what were you busy with when I wasn’t around?”

His whole face brightened as Soobin started to excitedly talk about his newest projects while jokingly mocking his father, the Chancellor, who always complained about his only son’s doings. While you understood his father desire to install Soobin as his successor, what you truly wanted was for Soobin to be happy. You knew that your friend had a natural talent for gardening: no matter what kind of plant he was taking care of it always grew tall, effuse and overall beautiful. When his father told the servants to burn the garden in their mansion to the ground, you gave him your private park to manage. It was a show of your loyalty which forced Chancellor Choi to at least tolerate his son’s decisions – after all, it’d be truly moronic to stand up to the Empress herself because of such trivial matter.

“Oh, forgive me, Your Highness, I completely forgot,” he chuckled suddenly busying himself around the table.

“I prepared tea for you. It’s a new brand that I imported from the north, and I’m fairly certain you’d like it.”

You cautiously took the cup that he handed you and eyed the unusual colour of the liquid with curiosity: it was rosé gold. Its fragrance was somehow sweet and sour in the same time which surprised you greatly. You have never stumbled over such tea before.

“What do you think, Your Highness?” he asked expectantly as you took a sip from your cup.

“You know my tastes so well,” you shook your head slightly in the answer before drinking more of the warm liquid.

He only chuckled softly at that and took your hand in his once again while staring at you with that soft expression he had on his face when you came here. Soobin was your best friend since early childhood thus knowing you better than anyone else. As you two were always together, naturally people expected you two to get married someday, but then your father got assassinated, and you learnt that not long before he died he appointed you as his successor thus making you the Empress. To say that it turned your life upside down would be an understatement, truly.

“You look tired,” Soobin remarked suddenly as he toyed with one of the rings you wore.

“I’m fine, dear, all I need right now is to spend some time with you,” you smiled warmly in the answer.

“You know you can tell me everything, Your Highness, right?” he asked tilting his head slightly to the side.

You sighed placing your cup on the table-top and caressing the back of his hand mindlessly with your fingertips. Even though you trusted him with your life, you were still choosing your words carefully – a habit you couldn’t shake off no matter how hard you tried.

“Those past few days were pretty tiring, I’m not going to lie. It’s exhausting how everyone constantly expect impossible things from me, placing high demands while also demanding immediate results of my decisions. Not to mention that the council of elders repeatedly asks me about the heir and the reason why I don’t have one yet if I have this many consorts,” your tone was bitter as you rubbed the space between your brows in irritation.

“Thank God I have you. Whenever I’m with you, Soobin, I feel so much better.”

The emotions on his face were appearing and disappearing too quickly for you to understand them, so you continued, your voice suddenly filled with regret.

“But you know what’s funny? One word from you would be enough for me to give you everything I have, yet you don’t seem to want anything from me.”

Soobin chuckled quietly shaking his head. Letting go of your hands, he stood up, and hovered over you for a few seconds as if conflicted before finally falling to his knees with a soft thud. You couldn’t help but swallow thickly seeing him like that: kneeling in front of you so naturally, as if it was his rightful place.

“For a very long time the only thing I wanted was to be by your side forever, Your Majesty. I wanted to have your love, but I didn’t want to share it with anyone, no, I wanted for you to only love me,” he said in a serious tone taking both of your hands into his once again.

“But one day you became the Empress and that day I realized that I have to change my desires somehow because I’d never win against my newest and at the same time the biggest rival for your love.”

You untangled one of your hands to caress his cheek gently, your fingers trembling slightly as you silently listened to his words. You thought that you know him so well – how wrong have you been all this time.

“I don’t want your Empire to stand between us. I know you see me as a precious friend, Your Majesty.”

“But?” you asked aware that some words were left unsaid.

“But I don’t want to be just your friend, I want to be your lover. I want you to touch me, and I want to touch you, in many ways,” he breathed out bringing your hands to his lips and kissing your fingers gently.

“I constantly hear about all those things you do with your consorts, and I want you to do them to me too. I know I can please you too, Your Majesty, ” he said looking up at you from under his long eyelashes.

“I can prove myself.”

His words took you by surprise and in return it took a lot from you to act as if not affected at all. You didn’t want to admit how your core clenched seeing him like this, how his words caused your mind to wander but at the same time you wanted him so badly you were about to go crazy.

“How so?” you asked finally leaning back against the chair.

You observed silently as he carefully gathered all the layers of your hefty gown before lifting it up to your knees. Suddenly he froze halfway through the movement and flushed brightly before resting his forehead on your knee to hide his face from you.

“Forgive me, Your Majesty, I–I forgot to ask for permission first,” he murmured bashfully, the tips of his ears reddening as his fingers clasped the thick fabric tightly.

“May I please eat you out, Your Majesty?”

Your heartbeat speed up as he looked up appearing ridiculously innocent in contrast to the words that just left his pouty lips. His usually gentle brown eyes were now darkened with desire, his cheeks flushed and lips swollen slightly from biting – what an adorable yet sinful sight.

“How can I refuse when you ask so nicely,” you answered with a smile, your hand finding its way into his soft locks.

He pushed his head into your hand in the answer, as if demanding for you to pet him. Wordlessly, you motioned towards the hem of your gown with your free hand to which he swallowed visibly and looked away shyly. You had to lick your suddenly dry lips as he lifted the fabric higher, exposing your stocking-covered thighs. His fingertips caressed the material from your knee up until he reached the hem of your stocking: his hands were trembling slightly as he gradually started to unfasten the suspenders one after another. Soobin’s breathing got heavier than before as he slowly tugged on the fabric and pulled it down exposing your skin to the warm sunlight.

“Your Majesty,” he sighed rubbing his face into the exposed skin of your inner thigh.

The kiss he placed there was unimaginably tender as if he was enchanted by what just unfolded before his eyes and feared it’d disappear suddenly. The tension in the air was almost unbearable – you were barely breathing when he slowly pushed your legs apart and moved your underwear to the side. His beautiful brown eyes bored into your exposed pussy as if he wanted to remember every single detail to recapture it later.

“Thank you, Your Majesty,” he said before placing a gentle kiss on your centre.

The first sweep of his tongue made you moan softly as your fingers curled in his thick locks. The more he licked, sucked and kissed the more you tugged, pulled and yanked making him groan throatily in return. Soobin knew how to please a woman, that one you were sure of as skilfully played with your pussy making you wetter and wetter from minute to minute. Gently rubbing your clit with the tip of his nose, he slipped his tongue inside you and looked up at you.

“Fuck, Soobin,” you purred throwing your head back.

You bit your lip hard when he moved his face away slightly to lick his fingers. You couldn’t help but buck your hips violently while holding him firmly by his hair when he slipped one of his thick digits inside you. You weren’t even trying to control yourself when he added a second one: you started to straight up fuck yourself onto his fingers.

“Soobin, my love, you’re so good for me,” you choked out when he added the third digit.

“Only for you, Your Majesty,” he panted out in the answer before closing his eyes and pressing his face into your crotch.

“Please, use me for your pleasure,” he said and stuck his tongue out.

Soobin moaned softly when you started to rub your pussy against his face while he continued to finger you. It was a lot, you weren’t going to lie: his thick fingers moving in and out of your pussy, his pretty face sticky from your juices to the point where you could see how wet his eyelashes had become. You were getting close to your orgasm quite fast, and it was all because of him.

“You’re perfect, love, just perfect. Wait ‘till I get my hands on you, you won’t be able to walk for days to come,” you chuckled darkly and closed your eyes throwing your head back once again.

Now that you couldn’t see your sensitivity increased. You almost wanted to laugh at the absurdity of this situation – you, the goddamned Empress, were practically lying half–naked on the chair in your beautiful garden, rubbing your bared pussy against your best friend’s face while moaning his name in pleasure. That’s certainly not how you expected to spend this afternoon.

“Fuck, Soobin, I’m coming,” you managed to say before crying out his name as your orgasm has hit you.

Your heart was racing as if you just ran a marathon, and your whole body buzzed with pleasure as waves of an orgasm washed over you. Soobin licked your folds tentatively while still penetrating you slowly, helping you to come down from your high while your trembling fingers caressed his hair. When the oversensitivity hit you, he moved away almost reluctantly.

“That was absolutely amazing,” you sighed opening your eyes to take a look at him still kneeling between your legs.

You had to swallow hard seeing him lick his fingers very thoroughly until they were perfectly clean. Bottom half of Soobin’s face was also wet from your juices – the still vivid memory of him rubbing his face into your crotch in delight making your pussy clench.

“Did I prove myself, Your Majesty?” he asked carefully pulling your abandoned stocking up and fastening the suspenders back.

Always a good boy, your sweet Soobin.

“I believe so. You did so well, my love,” you purred before leaning forward and pressing a kiss to his puffy lips.

You could taste yourself on his lips which cause you to hum contently – it felt as if you marked him in a way, as if he was completely yours now. You rested your forehead against his, not wanting to move away yet.

“Will you take me as a consort, Your Majesty?” he murmured softly rubbing his face against yours.

You couldn’t help but smile and kissed him one more time.

“It’d be my honour,” you whispered against his lips before biting his lower lip gently.

And pleasure as well.

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