“Zen….? Are you alright?” You raise your hand to touch his face. He grips your wrist in midair and pulls it down. “How can you marry that jerk?!” Tears slid down his cheeks that he quickly wiped away.
“Maybe…we should go somewhere more private, Zen.” You don’t want a scene. Not here.
You pull Zen’s arm towards an empty room adjacent to the hall. He closes the door and paces back and forth. “Why?! What did he promise you that I couldn’t! I knew this would happen…I just…,” he walks directly up to you looking straight into your eyes,“You were supposed to be mine…” he pulls your chin up to look at him head-on placing the other hand on your waist. “Am I not a good enough knight?” His lips were edging closer. His breath caressed your face covering it in a warm embrace. “Did you not see how much I love you?” His lips pressed hard against your face. His hand squeezed your body against his. Overwhelmed with Zen’s sadness, shocked by his bold approach, you don’t fight back. Instead you relax in his arms and allow his tongue access to you. You pull him closer deepening the kiss. He lifts you up onto a nearby table and slides his hand beneath your dress. You gasp as his fingers without hesitation, buried themselves within you. You moan his name suddenly aware of what was happening. “Jumin can’t love you like I can. His ring can’t mean what you mean to me.” Flushed with emotions and pleasure your mind couldn’t focus; your head was swimming. You open your legs wider breathing heavier and heavier. His fingers each danced to the beat of their own drum twirling inside of you at alternating speeds and directions. You bite back a moan as a third finger joined in. His breath is hot along your neck and shoulders. He nibbles on your flesh leaving tiny marks he quickly licks up. One hand squeezes your breast while the other pumps in and out of you. You moan quietly quietly hoping this doesn’t get worse. “Can I have you, princess?” He asks with his face buried in space between your neck and shoulder. You were getting so dizzy in the hot room inhaling the heavy air. You groan a small yes and suddenly feel the cool marble along your back. Zen spread your legs rubbing his member on you gently before pushing in. You wince through the pain until he is entirely inside of you. He pulls in and out until he finds a cadence he enjoys. He leans over you thrusting between your legs. You wrap your arms around his neck whispering his name. He grunts pushing harder trying to give you better than Jumin. His panting laces with your moans. He lifts your legs up gripping your thighs. Your knees almost touch your shoulders. The feeling is almost too much. “Zen…no….” he grips the edge of the table and digging deeper feeling you contract around his member. He thrusted hard on last time filling you up with a hot liquid. His semen spread mixing with your cum. You’re both trembling as Zen pulls out still spurting cum. “We….we..shouldn’t have…” you start to say sitting up on the table. Zen, pulls up his pants, and stands in front of you. “I’m sorry…I wanted you so much..allow me one last kiss? Please?” Before you could reply, Zen smothered your lips with his own. His tongue never made it, but his soft lips gripped your own enjoying every inch of yours when suddenly the door clicks. Shocked, Zen turns around to see Jumin watching in horror.
“What….are…you doing?” His eyes flashed a powerful fury you hadn’t seen before. Jumin locked the door and approached Zen slowly. “Do not make me repeat myself.”
Unshaken, Zen replied fiercely. “I am giving her the love you never can you je-” With a horrific slap, Jumin silenced him. “Never speak to me like that again.” Jumin walked up to you scrutinizing you. His hands caressed your face with a sad look on his face. “Your face is so warm….wasn’t I supposed to be the only one to see you this way? Didn’t you love me?” He withdraws his hand and turns to Zen outraged. “I am not a violent man. Words and my wallet seem to cut deep enough, but you don’t seem to understand.” He grips Zen’s chin tightly lifting his face to his. “Never speak to her again. Do not touch her again. Do you understand me?” He pushed Zen away and walked to you again. Jumin lifts you off the table and grips your hand tightly.
“This is my fault. I love you so much I forgot to ask what you wanted. Is he what you want?”
Fearful, but sure you shake your head no and look at the floor.
“I thought so.” He kissed you with a fiery desire that flared up and went out. Zen watched him assert his dominance. “Stay away from her, Zen. I will tear you apart.”
Jumin opened the door for you and watched you leave walking directly behind you. The door clicked closed and Zen fell defeated. He would get another chance. He won’t mess it up. Not next time.