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raplinesmoon · 2 years

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A Touch of Gold (KSJ x F!Reader)

pairing: king!Jin x concubine!reader

genre(s): smut, absolute filth, angst, p*rn with the barest of plots… I am sorry

au(s): royalty au

word count: 955

warnings: Jin can turn things into gold (yes that’s a warning), masturbation (f), voyeurism, light b*ndage, blindfolding, degradation, sir kink, c*m eating, clit slapping, gold banana d*ldo (YOU READ THAT RIGHT) that Jin f*cks OC with, dom!Jin (he’s mean but it’s hot), bratty sub!reader, mutual pining, Jin is hopelessly in love, it’s kinda sad at the end

rating: 18+

summary: The gift he’d received from the gods had once been Seokjin’s greatest blessing… but now, it’s become a curse.

a/n: hey Sophie @gcfkims this is all your fault, and Jin’s for being my muse (jk, but thank you for the idea). i’m convinced this was actually a fever dream bc I’m slightly sick rn and will be spending New Year’s inhaling green tea and Tylenol. Idk how Jin manages to bring out my h*rny side all the time, but let’s just appreciate the good it brings :)

Seokjin considered himself a connoisseur when it came to beautiful things. The gods had blessed him with a handsome face and a destiny like no other. A boy born to poor parents, rising up to become a king.

After being crowned, the Fates had asked him his greatest wish now that he had everything at his feet. Even as his power grew, Seokjin found he couldn’t get enough of the finer things in life. And so the gods had blessed him once more.

One tranquil summer night, he’d gone for a walk in the rose garden, admiring the sweet fragrance of the blooms. As he reached out to pluck one off its stem, a loud gasp left his lips. The heavy gold rose plummeted to the ground with a thud.

Turning on his heels, Seokjin ran towards the palace, fear striking his heart. As he turned the corner to go back inside, he felt his body brush against the skirts of a dress. Frozen, he turns around to check on the status of the poor stranger he’d just bumped into, only to be met with the sparkling eyes of the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen. And that was how you two met.

Unimpressed with the display you’ve put on for him, King Seokjin whistles, glancing around the high, impenetrable walls of his bedroom.

You let out a whine as he reaches over the table to snack on a piece of fruit, hips bucking harder against your own fingers as the lewd squelching intensifies.

“You little whore,” he seethes. “I invited you up here to entertain me, and instead, I have to eat to cure my boredom. Is this how you please Sir?”

“S-sir!“ you gasp. “Please don’t!”

Mewling, you rub your swollen nub harder, determined to make yourself squirt before the king decides to punish you and take matters into his own hands.

You catch a faint glimmer from the corner of your eye, and your blood freezes. Eyes deviously glinting, Seokjin stalks over to the bed, untying the silk ties that bind your legs to each bedpost.

The banana that had been inches away from his plush lips moments ago now rests at his side, the once supple fruit now burnished and gleaming underneath the candlelight.

“You have ten seconds to make yourself cum before I flip you over and fuck you with this until the whole palace can hear you screaming,” he snarls.

Inadvertently clenching at his threat, your hips slow, lifting your sticky fingers out of your wet cunt before bringing them to your lips, messily sucking your arousal.

“That’s it. Bend over, slut,” the king growls. “Little whores like you don’t deserve to cum on Sir’s cock.”

Letting out a shiver, you squirm against the bed, drenched in a pool of your own wetness. Blindfolded, you feel a cool breeze enter the room and shiver harder, remembering how King Seokjin threatened to make you moan loud enough for everyone in the palace to hear.

Above you, Seokjin feels his dick twitch in his pants at the sight of you dripping and exposed for him like this. Grinding your hips against the mattress, you are the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen.

Grasping the golden object tightly in his hands, he brings it closer to your gushing entrance, watching your hole pulse around the tip.

Annoyed with your constant squirming, Seokjin slaps your pussy lightly with it, the cool gold causing you to let out a whimper.

“You should be lucky I’m even fucking your slutty cunt,” he rasps, chuckling lightly. “A filthy whore like you shouldn’t be playing with me, showing me attitude.”

“Sir! I can’t! It feels too good-“ you scream, curling your toes as he pushes the dildo inside of you, fucking it in and out while watching your body jolt underneath him.

The cold metal creates a delicious friction along your slick walls, and you squeal once Seokjin hits a particular spot inside of you. The overstimulation, combined with the loss of your sight and the cold air, causes your nipples to stiffen. Soon enough, you’re clenching around his new toy, convulsing as your orgasm washes over you.

“That’s it, love, cum for me,” Seokjin groans, cock throbbing against the confines of his tight briefs.

Shaking, you pull off the blindfold, eyes tearing from the pleasure you’d just received while looking at the king in front of you. Even while blurred, Seokjin was still the most handsome man you’d ever seen. You wanted nothing more than to pull him into your arms and lay with him here for hours, planting kisses against his pretty lips.

“Was it too much for you?” Seokjin whispers, and you hear the sadness creeping into his voice.

“No,” you whisper back. “I loved every second. I can never get enough of you, my king.”

Seokjin’s heart drops at the formality that drips from your tone. Sometimes, he wishes you’d go out and find someone else, someone who’d be able to touch you, to love you how you deserved. Jealousy fills his chest at the thought of another man who’d be able to see how stunning you looked as you fell apart on his fingers and his cock.

This was all you two were ever meant to be. A king and his concubine. For what woman would ever want to marry a man who’d turn her into gold with one touch? He watches you slip out from his bed, wishing him a good night in your sweet voice. For a brief moment, you pause, and Seokjin imagines the light brush of your lips against his cheek. But then you’re gone, and he’s left alone. Imprisoned by the cold, rigid confines of his curse once again.

A/N pt. 2: Thanks for reading! As always, any feedback or comments are much appreciated, but I appreciate you all anyway. Lots of love, Isi 💜

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