Description ↬ For weeks on end, you’ve been pining after the Hellcat of Rhodolite, Prince Clavis Lelouch. Thoughts of him race through your mind, both innocent and downright dirty, until one day you can’t help but pleasure yourself while imagining him doing all kinds of things to you. What happens when he ends up walking in on you?
A/N ↬ Yes, of course! … This isn’t the fluffiest, but there’s fluff at the end if you squint, hahaha. I hope you like it anyways!
Disclaimer ↬ I do not own the rights to Ikemen Prince or any of the Ikemen series games.
Your fingers moved deftly against your folds, bringing forth crests of pleasure throughout your body. Mind hazed over with thoughts of a certain wisteria-haired man with golden eyes that had been teasing you for weeks on end. It was unfair how beautiful he was, truly. Regal features complemented by that devastatingly sexy smirk he’d give you had your heart racing whenever your eyes met his. It started out with a simple joke here and there, leading you to be wary of the man, but ended up escalating to a game of cat-and-mouse. Oddly enough, you found yourself looking forward to the moments every day where the third Prince would appear, voice dripping in seduction and eyes flashing with mirth.
Soft moans fell from your lips like a siren song, rising in volume until your voice could be heard from the other side of the oaken door. Your arousal was slick against the pads of your fingertips. With eyelids clenched shut, your imagination began to roam, picturing the Third Prince of Rhodolite. To be fair, you’d never seen his bare body up close. Still, the way his lithe muscles flexed under his shirt, the sweat that trickled down his brow in the rare moments when you caught him fully focused, all of that had you unable to tear your eyes away from him. If you concentrated hard enough, you could almost feel his fingers roaming over your bare skin, smell the musky and woody undertones of his cologne, and taste the sweetness of his lips.
“Oh,fuck, Clavis. Right th—there.” A moan rose from your lips as your fingers began to quicken, rubbing gentle circles over the sensitive nub in your folds. It just wasn’t enough. You needed something to fillyou up, and you knew exactly what you needed. In a pathetic attempt to chase your release, your fingers dove into your cunt, thrusting in sporadically to find that sweet spot you knew would have you seeing stars behind your eyes.
“Well, well, well, what do we have here?” A deep voice called out, abruptly jolting you out of your dirtiest fantasies. To your absolute horror, the exact man that you had been dreaming about stood in front of you. That mischievous smirk you couldn’t resist seemed to grow to even greater lengths, and his molten gold orbs were glazed over with a hunger you’d never seen before.
“H—How long have you been there?!” You shrieked, fist grasping at your blanket and squirming underneath the covers to save what tiny shred of dignity you had left. Your face was hot to the touch, and a vibrant red had painted your cheeks out of sheer embarrassment. This moment had to be one of your topmost embarrassing moments since taking on your official duties as Belle, and you weren’t sure if you’d remain Belle much longer if word of this got out. A million different scenarios were running through your brain as your widened eyes gazed upon his heated orbs in horror.
“Long enough to know you’ve been naughty, little bunny. Didn’t I tell you when you first came to the Castle – if you ever need anything, just let me know? So why is it that I find you here, struggling to please yourself, when you know I would have been more than willing to help you come undone?” His voice was silky smooth, and you swore you felt yourself get even wetter if that were possible. Like a leopard approaching its prey, he began to pounce, inching closer and closer to you until you felt your body shift with the weight of him on your bed. “Don’t stop just because of me. Show me how you pleasure yourself to thoughts of me, and I might just make your deepest desires come true.”
Every possible answer you could muster up popped into your mind. For a second, you even calculated how long it would take to get dressed and rush out of your room. But before you could make another move, Clavis had ripped the covers off you, exposing your dripping cunt to the chill of the air. His eyes raked up and down your naked form appreciatively, lingering for several beats on your shapely legs and stopping at the apex between your thighs. His hand trailed along the flesh of your thighs before gently prying them apart. Then, with his dextrous fingers, he trailed the tip of his index finger along your slick folds, picking up the evidence of your arousal, and proceeded to lap at his finger coated in your essence with his tongue.
The sight was enough to make you fall apart before his eyes, and you thanked the gods that you were able to keep it together long enough to take in everything. An absolutely sinful groan erupted from his chest as soon as your essence hit his tongue and his hand reached back towards your cunt. Your taste was sweeter than any ambrosia available to man, and he knew at that moment that he would never be able to let you go.
“Too late, little bunny. It’s my turn now.” In one swift movement, he lifted you from your spot and placed you on his lap, back pressing against his hard chest. You’d been worried about offending him, scaring him off so much that he would never deign to speak to you again. However, his hardened manhood poking against your fleshy rear managed to quash all of your concerns. At the very least, he was attracted to you, and that was all you needed at that moment.
“C– Clavis, what are you doing?” Your voice came out several pitches higher than you intended it to, and you shifted around to meet his gaze. Right as your eyes landed on his, he immediately lurched forward and captured you in an all-consuming kiss. Lips melding against lips, tongues entangled together in a passionate dance. All you could do to ground yourself was thread your fingers into the soft tresses of his hair.
Right as you thought you’d settled into the rhythm of your kiss, Clavis’s hand slipped down to the apex of your thighs and began rubbing and teasing, coaxing you closer and closer to your undoing. Incoherent babbles fell from your lips, muffled only by the gentle pressing of the Prince’s lips against yours. His finger circled around the sensitive nub again and again. Then, inadvertently, your hips began rutting against his hand, eager to come undone as you felt that white-hot pleasure begin to spread from your lower belly.
“Come, little bunny. Let me see you fall apart, just for me.” His whisper ghosted against the shell of your ear, followed by a gentle nibble placed on your lobe. And who were you to deny his sensual command? At his words, that hot, white pleasure began cresting over your body in waves, again and again, until you were moaning his name at the top of your lungs. Even in your wildest dreams, with your intimate knowledge of your own body, you’d never been able to bring yourself to such a strong release before. It was like the Prince had you enchanted under a spell, capable of having you listen to his every whim.
Slowly, with each moment, your breath began to level as you came down from your release. Despite the intimate moment you two had shared earlier and the fact that you were naked in his arms, you were still mortified that the Prince had walked in on you, pleasuring yourself.
“I’m so sorry, Clavis… I didn’t mean to make you feel uncomfortable. If you want me to leave the Castle, I’ll do so right away. But, if I can just ask for one thing, please don’t tell Sariel or any of the other Princes what you saw….” You pleaded with him. Your innocent gaze was riddled with worry, and that worry only grew as you took in the unreadable expression on his face.
A dark chuckle slipped from his lips, and you could’ve sworn you felt his cock throb through the thin fabric of his pants. “What would be the fun in keeping this just between ourselves, hm?… If you trulywant this to remain a secret between the two of us, you’ll have to promise me one thing.”
“Anything, I promise, I’ll give you anything you want.”
“I want to be the only person that’s allowed to make you come undone, and that’s including yourself. So from now on, when you want to feel good, you come to me.”
“Wh—what?” A part of you felt as though you didn’t hear the Prince’s request right. There was no way he was asking to be the only one that could make you come undone, right?
“You heard me, little bunny. I want you to be mine. So give your heart and your body to me. That’s the only way I’ll keep this little secret between the two of us.” And how could you resist him when he shot you that heartachingly sexy smile?
You might regret it in the future, but with a quick nod, you sealed your fate and entangled your life with the Hellcat of Rhodolite forever.
Pairing: Luke Randolph x Emma (MC) | Ikemen Prince Rating: Teen Prompt: “Do you want me to pick you up so you can see the cherry blossoms better?” Event: Spring Bouquet Challenge hosted by @atelier-maroron C/Ws: Fluff Summary: Emma is walking in the palace gardens when she comes across Luke. Tagging:@ikehoe | if you want to be tagged for future fics, send in a dm or ask! Word count: 1.4k A/N: First Luke fic yay~ Writing for a character whose route isn’t out in English makes me a bit nervous but I hope you enjoy it!! (also sometimes I get paranoid about ratings, this is probs G but just to be safe…)
Emma stretched herself feeling the sun on her skin. The air felt warm against her cheeks, and it was the perfect weather to stroll around the gardens without a coat. Spring was finally making its way back to Rhodolite, and with it, she felt her moods were improving. Spending her breaks from her lessons outside was way more refreshing than being holed up inside, and it gave her the invigoration she needed to feel she could indeed continue with her role as Belle.
☙ Luke’s love language is definitely physical touch – this man is affectionate, and he wants to be around you, touching you, on you, and in you, at all times. It was embarrassing for you at first, but you eventually get used to how affectionate the eighth Prince is. He even manages to convince you to cuddle with him during his daily garden naps. His muscular arms are wrapped around you, hard chest pressing against your back (because you’re obviously little spoon), and you feel safer than you’ve ever felt in your life.
☙ Surprisingly, as Jin says, Luke is naturally flirty, and of course, you fall for his charms. His unabashedly honest nature, the way compliments just roll off his tongue organically, and how he reaches out to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear and gives you that look all make him irresistible to you.The look that has your heart pounding in your chest and heat rising to your cheeks. “Wow, Belle, you really are so beautiful. There’s no one that even comes close to you, yeah?”
☙ Your first kiss with Luke is sweet, both emotionally and physically. You taste that signature sweet flavour of honey on his lips, spreading warmth through you like wildfire. The way he kisses you is soft and gentle, but he takes the lead in guiding you throughout, lips pressing against lips, tongue tentatively exploring your mouth. Then he pulls away, gazes deeply into your eyes, and says a simple phrase that has you melting. “Am I dreaming? ’Cause, there’s no I’m this lucky in real life.”
☙ Your first time with Luke is equally as sweet as your first kiss. Tentative hands explore each other’s bodies. Your eyes are fixated on him, his manly figure and chiseled torso are things you could only conjure up in your daydreams. How did he even get this chiseled when half of his day goes to napping and avoiding work?
Then, he starts kissing all down your body, making sure every inch of your soft skin is covered with his honeyed lips, and that’s when he finally makes it to the apex of your thighs – that sweet spot that has you arching off of the bed, mind flooded with nothing but sensations of pleasure. Right before he enters you, he presses a sweet kiss to your knuckles and asks you one last time if you’re sure you’re ready for this – and of course, you are. No part of your wildest imaginations could have conjured up the feeling of you two becoming one, and it’s absolutely addicting.
☙ One of his quirks is his oral fixation. It’s no surprise to anyone the lengths that Luke is willing to go to for a jar of honey, but he even starts carrying around a jar in his pocket and dripping it onto your skin during the most unsuspecting moments. The sticky feeling of the thick liquid is what startles you, but the languid lick of his tongue over the affected area has you letting out a high-pitched shriek. “L—Luke, not here! Everyone can see us!” And you swear you can’t get any more embarrassed than you are now, but then… “How do you expect me to resist you when you’re even sweeterthan honey?”
☙ His favourite position? Well, he has a couple. He can’t resist it when you have your needy core, dripping with arousal, right over face. It’s not an exaggeration to say that he can spend hours upon hours lavishing your folds, making you come undone for him, until you’re gasping for breath and begging him to stop – in fact, he has and he does, very regularly too. Another of his favourites is cowgirl, with the caveat that his lips have to be latched onto any part of your body. Passionate makeout? Check. Leaving possessive marks on your neck? Check. Sucking your fingers into his mouth? Check. All of the above and more, please.
☙ Luke has a couple of turn-ons, some of them obvious and less obvious. The first one is obviously any touch, especially if you’re scared and reaching out to him for protection. The first time you two go for a midnight stroll in the gardens, you jump nearly five feet in the air when a stray raccoon begins rummaging around in a bush. You cling onto Luke like a koala bear in a tree. He can’t explain the blooming feeling he gets in his chest at just how darned adorableyou are – neither can he explain how his pants suddenly feel three sizes too small. The other turn-on he has is watching you eat. He acknowledges it’s odd, but the way your cute little cheeks puff up with food, especiallywhen it’s one of your favourite dishes – it’s just the most endearing thing he’s ever seen in his life.
☙ Luke isn’t one to be too adventurous when it comes to whereyou two get intimate. However, one day you’re sitting by the gardens, sharing a delicious spread of desserts when a drop of honey falls from your treat and begins trailing down your skin towards your chest. He can’t help the way his emerald eyes follow the way the golden liquid travels. Before he can stop himself, his body moves of its own accord and he pushes you down onto the soft ground, chasing the path the honey has made along your skin. Not only that, he lets out the most sinfulgroan you’ve ever heard from him. And that’s how you two ended up getting intimate in the garden for the first time (of many to come). That reminds you, you still need to apologize to Yves for accidentally catching the tail-end of that show...
