SO. This was SO VERY INSPIRING (go check the NSFW link out) and compelled me to write some soft sweet filth - of the fisting kind. What’s new, right? Well, the fisting is new… ticks off yet another item on kink list.
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Nicky gives a quiet hum and murmurs “I think I need more,” and just like that Joe is fucked. Fucked.
Booker gave them a curious look, amused even. Well, with Joe topless, barefoot and carrying what appears to be an explosion of tule and a pair of stripper heels, and Nicky half awake and high, in a beaded 1920s dress, Joe’s shirt and Joe’s shoes — they made quite a walk of shame.
“Don’t,” Joe said as Booker opened his mouth.
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So I’ve commissioned the inimitably talented @highbeeans to illustrate something from my slutty Prince!Nicky and Bodyguard!Joe fic and I couldn’t be happier - lookiet at them ♥️♥️♥️ thank you Beans ✨✨✨✨
Relationships: Joe | Yusuf Al-Kaysani/Nicky | Nicolò di Genova
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Royalty, Modern Royalty, Bodyguard!Joe, SluttyPrince!Nicolo, Recreational Drug Use, Edging, Mutual Pining, Mind Games, Angst, Fluff, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Dirty Talk, Gratuitous use of pop songs, Unresolved Sexual Tension, Unresolved Romantic Tension, Unresolved Emotional Tension, all the tensions whoooo boy
Summary:
Crown Prince Nicolo, infamous for his promiscuity, sneaks out to an unsanctioned, unvetted night club to engage in some risky behaviour. Joe al-Kaysani, his head bodyguard and former university acquaintance, tags along. Feelings, both old and new, ensue.
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The SluttyPrinceNicky!AU (we gotta come up with an official name) is created by one of my favourite writers @mehmeh who have imagined a torrid, intensely sexy dynamic between slutty Prince!Nicky and Bodyguard!Joe in a series of snips on Discord (based on this sexy moody moodboard by Maea) that I hope one day she would publish on AO3.
Yusuf/Nicolò, Royal AU + Arranged Marriage, Explicit (wip)
“You look rather gloomy for a man on their wedding day, my friend.”
Yusuf does not turn around at the sound of Sébastien’s voice, but he allows his shoulders to relax for what feels like the first time in months. He hasn’t had a single moment for himself since he set foot on this cursed island, and today… today he’s supposed to marry a complete stranger in order to finally put an end to a senseless war started by angry old men when Yusuf was but a baby at his mother’s breast. He feels exhausted to his bones, and he has been trying very hard not to let it show.
“I am pleased that all parties have agreed to the treaty, of course,” Yusuf says, his voice so purposely solemn that Sébastien cracks a lopsided smile and bumps playfully against his shoulder. “I just wish there was another way.”
The death of King Ibrahim al-Kaysani and his eldest son and heir put an end to the decades-old conflict between the kingdoms of Mahdia and Genoa.
Mahdia was victorious but barely, and to secure that tenuous peace, the kingdoms of the Long Sea came together to marry King Ibrahim’s remaining living son and Regent, Yusuf, to a member of Genoa’s royal family.
The only problem is: there were no daughters available.