LIBRARY OF ILLUSION : INTRODUCTION ... Mature Rated Series

LIBRARY OF ILLUSION : INTRODUCTION ... mature rated series

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pairing : ateez x f!reader

genre : fantasy, mature, supernatural, multiple genres

word count : 2.1k

warnings : language, fear, choking, allusion of death

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down on your luck and desperate, you search for the treasure of legends and your journey brings you to the mysterious library of illusion where not everything is what it seems.

this was it. this was the legendary library that you had been searching for. many people telling you that it was just that, a legend. not real and that you were just wasting your time.

you wish you could shove the library right in their face and laugh at them. the ones who told you it was useless to attempt this journey.

however, despite how legendary and mythical it was rumored to be, you couldn't help but feel like you had been here before. the tall and rather large structure gave off an air of familiarity that you weren't use to. it was odd.

you can't help, but stop the cold chill that ran down your spine the longer you looked at the building. you needed that treasure. you were determine to get the mythical treasure. the ability to grant one wish to the person who finds the library.

your eyes drifted up to the dark wood sign plastered above the oak doors of the library entrance. library of illusion. what an odd name for a building, but maybe that's what comes with being a legendary library.

letting out a deep breath, you took to finally going up the stairs before reaching for the handles. when your hand brushed against the golden knob, you couldn't help but let out a yelp at the electric shock it sent through your system.

you can't help but rip your hand away from the knob as you look down at your hand. the tingle feeling spreading through your fingers and up your arm. when the shock subsides that's when you notice a mark flashing on the back of you hand. it honestly appeared so quickly, that you almost missed it. like a compass.

you didn't have time to comprehend it all as the doors to the library then slowly began to open. you felt a chill run down your spine as you watched to doors open on their own. you couldn't help but think that something was going to jump out an grab you.

however, nothing happened when the doors finished opening all the way and you were able to let out a breath you didn't realize you had been holding. you try to shake off the fear that was lingering around you. it was too late to be scared and run away. not when you were finally here. not when you were so close.

that's when you finally start heading inside the library. like a small force is pulling into the library and once you were inside that's when the large doors shut behind you. you let out a startled yell in surprise by the sudden noise. you heartbeat thumping loudly in your ears as you look at the doors with wide eyes.

you feel a sudden warmth take over you. beckoning you further into the library, and you allow it to guide you. taking step after step further and further in the mythical library. you can't help but look around in wonder at the place. sure it looked legendary and had an ancient feel to it, but the inside of it. the inside of the library was ageless. like it was protected from the harsh realities of the world outside.

like you could stay in here forever and never know how much time had passed.

that's when your eyes find it. it has to be where the treasure is. you felt your legs carry you over to the locked up section of the library. a large and extravagant lock separating you from what has to be the treasure.

"ugh, what the hell is this?" you were shocked by the lock, taking in the heavy black colored metal with silver engraving. a large flower decorated the front of the lock. "a lunar tear?"

you had recognized the flower as one of legend much like this library. the white flower was rumored to grant any one who found it one wish. the flower itself was extremely hard to cultivate and only grew in the most dangerous of places in nature.

but what was a symbol of it doing on this lock?

you couldn't help but feel frustrated at this whole thing. you were so close, only to stopped by some damn lock. you couldn't help but clench your fist in anger at the lock.

you let out a sigh before attempting to reach out for the lock, but before your hand could touch it. you felt a heavy pang spread through your body. you couldn't help but take a step away from the locked off section, hand immediately coming up to your head as another sharp pang spread through you.

it really felt the pain in your right eye. your own eyeball throbbing and you had the sudden urge to tear it out of your socket. you felt your breath pick up as your vision began to blur.

too many senses, too much pain spreading through you as you could only get further away from the lock and treasure. you couldn't comprehend anything, the pain in my body – your eye – being too painful and you couldn't think straight.

then you felt something pulling at your body, hoisting you up from the ground and you had to wonder when you fell to the ground in the first place.

but you weren't allowed time to think as you were suddenly pinned to a bookshelf behind. your vision still unfocused and the pain in your eye still lingering as you felt a pressure against your throat.

"what the hell are you doing here? how did you get into this place?" the voice is deep and animalistic and your begin to worry for your safety a little bit.

"answer me, human," what you realize as a hand now around your throat, squeezes your throat adding some unwanted pressure and cutting off your oxygen.

you couldn't decide which was worse, the pain in your eye or this stranger cutting off your air supply.

"huh are yo–

the stranger seemingly cuts themselves off suddenly, their grip on your throat loosening a little bit before tightening again, but harder.

"hongjoong, i swear to fucking– if this is some sick way of messing with me," his face his inches away from yours, and its finally when your vision begins to become clearer. that's when you notice how handsome the stranger is in front of you. his eyes set in a death glare, that you are sure could kill.

you try your best to pull his hand away, it becoming increasingly harder breathe by the second.

"p-plea– gah, p-please, n-not–

you weren't able to finish your sentence cause of the stranger's grip tightening, "how fucking dare you send a image of her, what are you trying to do?"

"n-not– plea– hong–joong," you manage to say clawing at his arm, and that's when the mark on your hand glows again. catching the stranger's attention and finally making him release his hold on you.

you fall to floor, gasping for breath – for literally any breath as the stranger stands above you looking down at you. you notice how his eyes are looking at you with... remorse... guilt.

you felt your heart sink to the bottom of your stomach. you can't wrap your head around why you felt like this, but why did he... why did he seem so familiar to you. like you have seen him before, like you know him.

"you're here for the treasure aren't you?" he asks, voice suddenly emotionless as he stares down at you.

"y-yes," you cringe at how rough and patchy your voice sounds. you take another few deep breathes, before attempting to stand up, using the bookshelf you were previous pinned to as support.

"of course, you're here for the treasure," he begins, his tone sounding extra venomous at the last word. "you humans are always the same."

"aren't you... aren't you human as well?"

he lets out a laugh, not at your words, but more directed at you, "little flower, i haven't been such a thing in my entire existence."

little flower. the name sends a chill down your spine, like its something you've heard before. something you've been called before. but nothing like that has ever happened before to you.

"please, i need the treasure," you begin to beg as you follow behind him as he turns to walk away from you. you notice his cloak he's wearing flows behind him elegantly as walks.

"that's what they all say," he says, not turning to look at you.

"please, how do i get inside that area," you say pointing towards the locked section, despite him not looking at you.

"that 'area' are you just called it is the restricted section. its off-limits to everyone," he says as he comes to stop at another bookshelf.

"but it has– it has a lock which means it can be opened," you insist; however, the stranger immediately turns towards you. eyes full of angry as he grips your face tightly, suddenly, as he brings you close to him. you feel fear run through your body once more, not wanting to look away from the handsome man.

"why do you want the treasure?"

"i-i have a friend, he's sick and i heard the treasure... that the treasure can be worth enough to set a person up for the rest of their life. i need it, to help him," you explain, feeling your heart rate pick up as you tell this stranger why you wanted the treasure. "i want a happy life with him with no worries."

"what is he sick with?"

"the black scrawl," you say, feeling a lump in your throat form.

"that illness is incurable and your journey is pointless. you're friend will die no matter you do," he says as he lets you go and begins to make his way down the aisle.

"but i need to help him! i can't just let him die without trying something!" you say, feeling anger corse through your being as you look at the stranger. "please! help me, i'm begging you. have some compassion."

"compassion? i've given enough compassion to those who have come through here and all have been for nothing. no has every successful gotten to the restricted section with dying. being killed by the trails and failing to gain the keys."

"i need to try, for my friend."

he let's out a sigh before finally turning back to you, "fine. it would be pointless to argue with you anyways. stubborn girl," he says mumbling that last part despite you hearing him anyways. you decided to not say anything.

"this library is magical, if you haven't picked up on it already. marking those who it finds worthy and allowing them to enter," he explains and you look down at your hand where you remember seeing that strange compass mark appear. "if you wish to enter the restricted section, you – as you have picked up – must collect the seven keys to unlock it." he adds on as he leads you through the library.

"how do i get the keys?"

"you must venture into the section, each one based around a genre you would find in a regular library. each section is guarded by a guardian and you must pass their trail, collect their key, and gain their mark. there is science fiction," he says gesturing to one section, "horror, history," he says gesturing to some others, "mystery, fantasy, and adventure."

you counted before realizing, "that's only six keys. what about the seventh one?"

"gather the first six and the seventh and final key will reveal itself to you," he tells you as he turned to look at you.

"sooo, meet the guardians, pass their trail, gain their mark and key, and then i get enter the restricted section and take the treasure?" the stranger nods his head at your words.

"be warned that each section will teleport you into their world. the guardian may be... surprised when they see you, but do not let them distract you. if you get distracted and lose sight of what you are after, then you will trapped in that section forever," you feel a chill run down your spine at his warning.

the stranger is about to turn away once again, leaving you alone in the looming sections when you call out to him, or attempt to call out to him. "wait! what is your name?"

"for now you may simply call me the keeper of keys," he says before turning away and disappearing within the vast shelves of the library, leaving you alone. you let out a sigh before turning to give one final look at the restricted section.

soon, you think.

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LIBRARY OF ILLUSIONS : A WITCH'S SABBATH ... a mature series

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pairing : prince!yeosang x mercenary!witch!f!reader

genre : fantasy, berserk inspired, dark, smut, implied enemies to lovers

word count : 3.7k

warnings : language, slight thoughts of murder, killing / blood

smut warnings : unprotected sex, monster fucking, big dick!yeosang, dom / sub dynamics, knife play, anal play, shadow hands, name calling (slut)

traveling to the fantasy section, you soon find yourself throat to throat with the guardian of fantasy, the real question that you find yourself asking is do you want to kill the prince or fuck him.

you felt a surge of anger course through you as you walked through the forest. an annoyed huff came from behind you, and you had to stop yourself from turning around and snapping the neck of the person who huffed at you.

no... you couldn't snap his neck.

he was a client, paying you to escort him from his kingdom to his uncle's where he can find safety. safety away from the assassins that are out to kill him like they did the rest of his family. it’s odd how usually that at the thought of something like that would send a chill down your spine, but this time… nothing. did this character not have any sympathy for the prince?

“ugh! slow down, you’re going too fast!” the prince said and you find yourself stopping and turning to see him a few feet away from you. he was out of breath and hunched over. it was obvious he still wasn’t use to walking despite having been doing it for a while now since the start of your journey.

"we would be there already if we weren't continuously stopping," you say as you felt your annoyance level slowly rise. why this was happening you aren't too sure, maybe this was just how your character felt towards the prince.

you couldn't help but note how the prince's attitude and mannerisms are a complete one-eighty compared to the princess from the adventure section. you were honestly starting to wish you had picked another section to try an complete, or at least wish this one was more... pleasurable to complete. you can only assume your trial for the fantasy section was to protect the prince, but for how long you weren't sure.

you at least had to admit how beautiful the prince who

"are you trying to say its my fault that we aren't to my uncle's kingdom yet?" yeosang's voice is full of offense as he breaks through your thoughts.

"well, you're the only one out of the two of us that is out of breath," you spit back. two of us... something felt wrong about your party number, like there should be more than just the two of you. "it's honestly concerning how often you are getting out of breath," you add as you feel a smirk painting your lips, "tell me... are you secretly getting fucked by something? is that why you are out of breath?"

"w-what? how dare you say something like that to me! i'm a prince! the heir to a throne and you dare say such vile things to me?" you can tell he's embarrassed by your words thanks to pink hue that colors his cheeks. but then his embarrassment seems to vanish as he looks at you with a smug face that only the rich could make. "i should be asking you what you fucked to lose your humanity?" you felt something inside you start to boil. you wanted to so badly to avoid conflict with the prince, so instead you turned on your heel and started to walk away. you hoped he would just shut up and follow you, but he didn't.

"everyone knows how inhumane and beastly witches are, you've probably fucked a whole hoard of demons and monsters for your powers."

you felt your teeth grind against each other as you stopped in your tracks. then without thinking, you turned on your heel around to yeosang to see him looking at you with slightly wide eyes. like he wasn't expecting you to turn around like you did, so suddenly.

"what the hell do you know, princey," you say, anger flaring up inside of you as you started taking careful steps towards him. with every step you take forward towards yeosang, he takes shaky steps backwards. "you're just some prince who has lived a life of luxury behind his palace walls. you know nothing about the world and how it works," you spit at him in full rage.

yeosang's back hits the tree trunk, eyes still wide in shock as you step extremely close to him, your nose pressing harshly against his own. your breath fanning over his face as you're sure he's holding his own.

"i can leave you to die out here, and it wouldn't bother me a bit. there's no one here but us. so i would be a little nicer to the person who can protect you," you say as you notice how yeosang nervously wets his lips and his cheeks gain a rosy hue. "do you understand me?"

yeosang nods his head as much as he could, your close proximity restricting his movements. "words." you tell him.

"y-yes... i understand," he tells you and that's when you back away from him and continue on down the forest path.

yeosang says nothing as he follows behind you. you thought it was weird how despite how light his footsteps were, you could still here them. still here him trailing close behind you as if worried you would leave him behind.

it was all too weird. you missed ▇▇▇▇ and ▇▇▇▇ deeply and wished they were here because you knew how well they were at mediating you and yeosang. well... maybe not ▇▇▇▇ so much as he was much like you and found the prince's mannerisms rather annoying.

you hate how you couldn't remember their names. much like when you were in the adventure section, the guard and and advisor and captain where all but a blur of nothingness. but this time was different. this time you could picture ▇▇▇▇'s pink hair that would seem like it would bounce when he walks and ▇▇▇▇ with his gummy smile that was quite a rarity in itself.

you missed them both. why weren't they here? they were always with you. always. this just all felt wrong. ▇▇▇▇ and ▇▇▇▇ should be here with you, they were a part of this story as well. at least... you think they were.

you felt like your thoughts were swimming around. you couldn't tell which thoughts were actually yours and which thoughts weren't. but then... why would there by thoughts that aren't yours?

you can feel your head getting a little fuzzy from all these thoughts, but you try your best to shake it off. as much as he gets on your nerves, yeosang is still your job to protect and you can't let yourself get distracted too much.

yeosang is your priority.

"it's getting late... do you think we should stop and set up camp?" yeosang's voice breaks through your thoughts and you come to a slow halt as you turn to the prince. you look at the handsome male, admiring his features as he looks up at the setting sun.

you notice the way his nose slopes downward and his lips are just a nice amount of plush and you can't help but imagine how he would– no, stop.

then you allow your eyes to glance up at the sky to also admire it.

"sure, we can set up for the night," tell him before turning and the two of you venture forward until you find a good spot a little off the path to camp for the night. as always, you set up most of the camp while yeosang did the simple task of collecting firewood.

however, it was suppose to be a simple task until you heard his screams rip through the trees. immediately on high alert, you grabbed your board sword and ran to where you heard the prince screaming. that's when you found yeosang surrounded by grotesque looking monsters. the prince held onto the firewood like it was his only lifeline, and you couldn't but note who utterly helpless he looked. he truly was a prince in need of saving. a damsel.

without thinking you immediately started cutting down the monsters, surprising one of them and killing them with ease. the earned the other four's attention as they all turned to you, ready to kill for possibly interrupting their dinner.

the monsters started hissing at you or at least it sounded like hisses, but you knew that this was only the language those creatures spoke. but it would make no difference – they would be dead soon anyway.

"listen you shit-hissing fuckers! if anyone is gonna kill and eat that human its gonna be fucking ME!" you say as you charged towards the monsters. killing them was a lot easier than you thought, they were simply lower level monsters they only acted purely on instincts. nothing more and nothing less.

when you were done, you found yourself covered in the monsters' blood. it painting both your skin, clothing, and sword. you easily flicked off the blood that was on the large sword you held before you clipped it in place on your back.

you turn to look at yeosang who had since fallen to the forest floor, clutching the firewood protectively to himself. he truly did look helpless as he looked up at you with wide eyes. you could tell he was feeling all sorts of emotions; fear, anxiety, helplessness... arouse.

wait, what?

"did that arouse you?" you asked without thinking. your eyes void of any emotion as you looked at his too full of emotion eyes.

then his eyes turned to anger as he stood up, "w-what! how dare you ask a prince that! know your place, witch!" he says fully offended that you would ask him something like that. "and what was that about being the only one that can kill me, huh!? what kind of bullshit is that? you're suppose to protect me, not–

"and i did protect you or where you too stuck in your erotic thoughts that you missed me killing those creatures for you," you interrupted him, anger slowly starting to build up inside you. "a little thank you would be nice."

"a little... a little "thank you" its your fucking job to protect me, witch! that's all you're good for is fighting and killing. you gave up your humanity in order to kill things– people, and that's all–

you couldn't stand hearing him talk anymore and immediately jumped at him. yeosang, of course being a poor fighter and slow reactor, didn't have time to think as you're shoving him to the ground and a knife pressed to his throat.

"do you know how easy it is for me to kill and devour you. i could do it right now, and literally no one in the fucking forest would be able to stop me. they aren't here to save you. no one is here to save you, little prince. and i could be making a lot more money right now if i turned you into the dark army. i would be granted thousands and thousands more gold for fucking killing you than the amount you're offering me to protect your little helpless self," you say, teeth clenched together as you pressed the knife dangerous more close to his skin.

"p-p-please," he manages out, tears welling up in his eyes and you would have honestly thought he was scared if it wasn't for his obvious erection that was brushing up against you.

"please what, prince?" you say, trying to hold back the mocking tone, as you notice a faint, thin line of blood trailing down his neck from where your knife is pressed.

"please," he starts with a shuddered breath, "please fuck me."

"fuck you?" you say with a laugh, but it wasn't genuine. no this was anything, but that. you were laughing and mocking him. "i thought i had no humanity? why would you want a monster fucking you? unless..." you trail off with another laugh as you sit up, straddling him.

his clothed erection rubbed nicely against your clothed cunt and you couldn't help but grin as you rolled your hips. yeosang immediately let out a startled moan as his face flushed a bright red.

"unless my little prince likes when monsters fuck him. are you a monsterfucker, yeosangie?" you mock him and he opens his mouth in an attempt to argue with you, but you simply roll your hips to shut him up. "if i had known this would shut you up, i would have fucked you at the beginning of this journey. taken you right in front of everyone and after every fight. you would have liked that wouldn't you?"

yeosang can only let out a string of moans as he tries to roll his hips up to gain any sort of friction or pleasure.

"do you want me to fuck you, yeosang?" you asked as you let your knife trail over his clothed chest before stopping at where his belt was. you noted how the belt had his family crest on it... well not much of a family now since they're all dead.

"y-yes! yes, please fuck me," he says as he attempts to move his hands, but suddenly two dark shadow hands shoot up from the ground and grab his own. the shadow hands pin yeosang's own above his head, and you notice the slight surprised expression on his face.

it honestly made you want to laugh at him. at how seemingly innocent yet sinful the prince was.

"i bet this has always been your dream to be fucked by a powerful monster. did you touch yourself at night alone in your tent to the thought of me ravaging you and turning you into a hopeless mess?"

yeosang could only moan at your words as he watched you drag your knife down his shirt, easily cutting away the rich fabric and exposing his toned chest. this reveal honestly surprises you a little to see how toned and muscular he is, but you think its because he has always opted to wear stuff that was larger than him.

you feel a chill run over him and goosebumps appear on his skin as you trailed your nails down his abs. "f-feels good," he whimpers and you can't help but grin at how you touching his abs was making him feel good.

"you know... do you really deserve to be fucked by me? have you earned the right to be fucked by a powerful monster?" you say suddenly stopping and retracting your hands and knife away from him. a look of panic crossing over his face and yeosang is about ready to beg. he opens his mouth to speak but a third shadow hand appears and shoves its fingers in his mouth, gagging him and stopping him from talking.

you can see through the slightly transparent hand that yeosang is greedily sucking on the fingers, tongue wrapping around them as they start to thrust in his mouth. you notice how some drool begins to spill from his mouth, but he doesn't seem to mind.

you make quick work of his shirt, ripping it off of him with ease before letting the shredded fabric lay around the two of you. if yeosang is surprised then he doesn't show it, obviously too occupied by the fingers in his mouth. the shadow hands pinning his hand above his hand have moved from pinning his wrist to interlocking its fingers with his.

the whole sight before you if nothing less of erotic and you wonder what people would say if they saw such a prince like yeosang reduced to nothing but a fucked out mess.

you slowly slip off of him and he immediately whines around the fingers at the loss of contact with you. but his whines don't last for long as more shadow hands shoot up from the ground. two immediately go to his chest, groping him and pinching his nipples and you smile at the gargled moans that leave his stuffed lips.

the other two shadow hands were quick to move yeosang's legs, holding them up in the air and basically bending him in half. your eyes trailed along his lower half before you raised your knife gently and began along the seam of his pants. you tossed your knife carelessly beside you before you’re ripping the seam of his pants and exposing both his cock and ass to air around you both.

"who would have known you have such a large cock for such a bratty and rude prince. do you even know how to use something this big?" you tsk'ed and yeosang only moaned around the fingers as you took his rather large member into your hand. you couldn't help lean down and lick a long strip up his length before flicking your tongue at his slit.

yeosang's whole body twitches at the feeling and you can tell he's growing more and more excited by the second with how hot his body is getting. you continued to lick his cock, but never fully taking him in your mouth before you're trailing your tongue down his length, to his balls, and finally to his puckered hole.

you can't help the slight ego boost when you see him clench around nothing, and that's when you suddenly get the thought to give him something to clench around. that's when another hand appears and starts playing with the prince's ass. you notice how euphoric yeosang looks and you can't help, but want to tease and mock him until he's crying.

"i knew you were nothing but a slut wanting to be fucked," you said as you started to remove some of your clothes. your large board sword resting next to yeosang and you make quick work to remove you own pants, revealing your wet cunt to yeosang who honestly looks like he's about to fall in love.

you feel him squeeze the shadow hands and you remove the one in his mouth, he's breathless and drool is all over his chin and dripping down.

"p-please, please ride me. use me to get off," his voice is hoarse and there's a thin layer of sweat starting to cover him. you hover over him, your cunt gently grazing over his cock and you feel him attempt to thrust up before the shadow hands holding his legs open stop him.

"is that what my little prince wants?" you ask and yeosang nods his head so fast that you think he might give himself whiplash. you give him a quick peck to his cheek before the shadow hands holding his legs disappear and you, yourself, slowly lower them enough for you to straddle him. your dripping cunt hovering over his thick cock and its when you're sinking down on him does the shadow hand at his ass slowly start to enter a finger.

you feel the prince shudder and moan and twitch underneath you and you have to try and bit back a moan from how he stretches you out. yes, it was nothing like mingi's cock, but then again the adventure guardian wasn't human, while yeosang is a human.

when you fully bottom out, that's when you remember that this isn't your story. you aren't some powerful witch hired to protect a prince. just like how you weren't a princess who was trying to take her kingdom back with the help of pirates.

it's also when you realize that you haven't seen the key of the fantasy section.

"yeosang..." you trail off as you begin to ride him. the prince – guardian – whatever he was looks at you with a dazed look. "where's the key, yeosang?" you ask, trying your best to control your voice. you needed to keep sounding intimidating to him.

"key...?" he says, voice breathy as you clench around him. you feel his tip hit your sweet spot making you let out small moans. the shadow hand ruthlessly thrusting its fingers inside of his ass, stretching him out and making him a moaning mess. fuck, you needed answers from him.

"yes, yeosang, the key! the key to the fantasy section! where is it?"

"no... i don't– fuck! please don't leave me, y/n. not again. i can't... i can't lose you again and again. stay here with me, please!" he begs, tears running down his face as he realizes what's going to happen.

"i can't stay here, yeosang. i don't... fuck, i don't belong here. not when i can't remember ▇▇▇▇ and ▇▇▇▇. not when i have someone waiting for me," you tell him as you slow down your movements but still wanting that release you know is approaching.

"its not fair..." he whispers with a soft moan as you lean down to rest your forehead against his own. "i love you. its not fair how you're always ripped away from me– from us. each and every time."

you can't help but feel your heart clench at his words. why do you feel such longing for him, you don't even really know the fantasy guardian and yet...

and yet it feels like you do. like you've met him before, but not just once but a thousand times before this moment. before the library.

you make the shadow hands disappear, freeing yeosang's hands and you immediately feel him hold you close to him as he thrust up into you. tears running down his face and you do your best to kiss him away before you feel him stilling inside of you, pumping you full of his cum. this climax feels bittersweet as you rest your head in the crook of his neck.

"i'll always love you, y/n, please don't forget that," he whispers in your ear before you feel everything slowly fade to darkness.

when you wake up, you're back in the library. the keeper of keys is setting a cup down on the table in front of you. your eyes meet for a second before he's turning to leave without a word. you feel panic rush through you and you reach out to him, grabbing his wrist and stopping him.

he looks like he's about to kill you for touching him and you immediately retract your hand. "umm... did i... did i pass yeosang's trial?"

"yes, congrats; however, mingi and yeosang are often the easiest ones to pass. the other guardians are not as such and will do things to make you fail. trick you, break you, seduce you, and even try to love you. but if you want to pass you cannot let their story pull you in. understand?"

"yes. i understand," you tell him and the keeper nods before he's disappearing once more between the vast shelves of the library. you look down at your key ring to notice yeosang's key having joined mingi's. "i understand completely."

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[8.39] dad!jongho × baby!yechan (ft. dad!atez & baby!xikers)

⇀ yechan is such an excitable, happy baby. well, maybe a little too much but nothing jongho can't handle. besides, you both are trying something new on yechan today, that should be fun. right?

⇁ you've heard of hammer time. now is impulse time

genre : fluff, dad!au, baby!au

wc : 3k

baby!xikers collab

buy me coffee ?

From the moment Yechan was able to walk, both you and Jongho know that you got a particularly hyper baby in your hands.

No matter how much you and Jongho whine and panic over Yechan running away at any chance he got, the both of you are actually very glad your son is a happy baby. Sure, the motto in your house has changed to "oh god, where's Yechan?" and you both had to come up with strategies frequently in case Yechan found a way to break free once again, but you just love him so much to actually complain or hate his little quirk. This was why you came up with a weekly trip to the park so that you can bargain with the little bugger to calm down the rest of the week and let loose on that one day in the park. Well, you voiced your concern to your husband's friends and Yeosang jokingly suggest letting the 'pup' have all the fun he wants in the great outdoors. Little did he know, you'd take the suggestion seriously. Of course, Jongho complained about how his hyung had just insinuated that his son needed to be taken for a walk like a dog, but even you can't deny the boy has some puppy qualities to him.

Unlike his 'cousins', the moment Yechan was strong enough to stand, he immediately tried to run off. This was expected as the baby had once crawled around the house so quickly like a crab running from predator. That day, you and Jongho spent the whole day losing, finding, and caging your son who seemed to be able to slip away no problem. Jongho even boasted that one day his son can be a pro athlete to which Mingi joked that it can also mean that Yechan can potentially be a successful thief. Everyone agreed to Jongho almost immediately, after Jongho pinched a large and very dark bruise to Mingi's back.

Yechan, being the smart kid that he is, was fully aware of the days he was going to be out at the park with his cousins based on how the previous night and morning went. Usually, he'd be tucked into his bed in the middle of his cartoon and in the morning, you'd make him pancakes and let him use as much syrup as he wants and his dad would always have to help him not drown the pancake in a lake of syrup (much to his disappointment). Then, after wiping his mouth clean, you'd carry him to his room and let him pick out what he wants to wear from the selection you've put out. After he was done putting his clothes on, his dad would bring him out and sat him down on the couch to watch his cartoon as you and Jongho got ready yourselves.

Usually, that was it. The moment you said 'let's go, boys', Yechan would get off the couch and have you or his dad put his sneakers on his feet. But today was different, he saw you wearing a dress which you usually won't wear especially when you all were going to the park. And Yechan couldn't help but panic when he saw you putting on high heels with him and his dad just standing there, watching.

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Jongho asked, sighing as he helped you slip your feet in your shoes without crouching down by holding your hands. You nodded at him as you straighten up, "Yes, and because it's a gift, we are going to try it, okay? See if Yechannie likes it," you turned to look at Yechan who was looking at you with much confusion. "Mommy, let's go?" he asked, tilting his head and raising his arms as if he was asking you to carry him. You cooed and opened your arms to which he immediately ran and hug your legs. Gently, you pat Yechan on his head as you explained the situation, "Mommy needs to go meet some of mommy's friends so you go meet your hyungs with daddy, okay?"

The pout on the baby's face almost foiled your plans of not joining them at the park. But thankfully, Jongho stepped in by grabbing the baby up into his strong arm and pulling you into a quick kiss, "Okay, I see where this is going and you are meeting up with your friends, you're not cancelling," he then gently pushed you to the front door and even opened it to let you out, "Yechan and I will be fine so you just have fun, okay?" This time, it was your turn to pout at your husband. "Fine, but please let me know if anything happens, okay? Especially if any one of them makes fun of Yechan," you huffed. Jongho raised an eyebrow confusedly, "Baby, I don't think Yechan's cousins are going to make fun of him, they're great kids," he defended. You rolled your eyes and sighed at your husband's blatant confusion, "I'm talking about your friends, honey. Particularly the one that sounds like a tea kettle," to which Jongho nodded in understanding. "Don't worry, I can handle him just fine, now you go before you're late." Before you could turn to walk away, Yechan squealed and almost threw himself out of his dad's arms. "Mommy, kiss!" he pouted, arms spread widely and eyebrows furrowed in utter displeasure. You couldn't help but giggle at your baby's adorable clinginess that he definitely got from his dad (much to his denial) and took a step back to properly blow a raspberry to your son's cheeks which made him giggle in delight before leaving.

Soon after you left, Yechan was put back on the couch as Jongho cleaned up some things before going into Yechan's room to retrieve something. When Jongho came back in front of Yechan, he looked back and forth between the item in his hands and his son a couple of times, clearly hesitating to do something. Yechan could only stare up at his dad in confusion, not understanding why his dad seemed so concerned. "Daddy?" Jongho snapped out of his trance at the sound of his baby calling for him, "Let's go?" he grinned widely, excitedly awaiting their departure to the park. Jongho smiled at the innocent boy and nodded, signalling that he could get off the couch and that they both were going out.

Just as Yechan was about to walk to the shoe rack, Jongho stopped him and crouched in front of him. "Buddy, you need to wear this before we go," Jongho said as he began attaching the item in his hand to Yechan's body. Yechan looked down, unsure of what the thing is but didn't feel disturbed. Out of curiosity, Yechan tugged on the straps and felt around to feel where the contraption was but before he could even understand what it is, Jongho had scooped him up and placed him on the porch to put both his and Yechan's shoes on. Once Jongho deemed that everyone was ready, he took Yechan in his arms and locked the door before walking off to the elevator to the car, ready for a day of having fun with his son and his friends along with their kids.

The ride to the park wasn't long, they all had managed to find the perfect park not too far from where they were all living separately and the kids love the place to bits.

As per usual, Jongho got off the car first before he rounded the car to his son's side to get him out of his seat. With the clasps of the seat off, Yechan was just about ready to jump off and run to find his friends when Jongho pulled him so that his head was leaning onto his dad's strong shoulder, exposing his back. "Okay buddy, I only need to attach this to you and then we're good to go," Jongho said. Yechan heard something clicked but he didn't know what it was because he couldn't see what was going on. Nevertheless, the thought was wiped away when Jongho carried him in one arm as the other arm carry his diaper bag before closing the car door and locking the car.

Even from simply looking at the leaves Yechan was already excited. The thought of playing tag with his cousin Hunter and Sumin ran through his head, he also wanted to know what toy his cousin Junmin brought that day or what clashing colours is his cousin Minjae wearing. The closer they got to the rendezvous point, the jumpier Yechan got. This is what you would call the equivalent of a race car warming up before taking off and whenever Yechan does it, it never failed to make Jongho chuckle because it was just too precious.

"Yechan!" Yujun screamed when he finally saw his cousin Yechan in Jongho's arms approaching them. Hearing Yujun call Yechan out, the rest of the boys ran away from their parents and out of their games to greet Yechan even though he was still quite further away from the rest of them. Yechan was more than happy to be welcomed though, he started wiggling around, trying to get out of his dad's grasp to run off and meet his cousins halfway. Any one of Jongho's friends would say that it's hard to get out of his grasp but as Yechan is his little baby, Jongho tends to be more gentle and less restrictive on him which was why Yechan was able to jump off and run free towards the nearest boy, Seeun.

One thing Yechan didn't account for was the contraption Jongho put on him not too long ago.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?" Wooyoung's boisterous voice rang as he fell into Yeosang who was trying to figure out what it was they were seeing. Seonghwa smacked Wooyoung on the backside of his head with his eyes widened in shock, "Can you not say the f word in front of my kid?" he scolded. Wooyoung could only kept laughing though, pointing at Jongho and Yechan, "How can I when the fuck i meant is Jongho with his kid on a leash!"

With that, the rest of the adults on the table; Seonghwa, Yunho, Yeosang, and San snapped their heads to gawk at Yechan who was being pulled to the playground by his cousins as Jongho tailed behind with something in his hand that was attached to Yechan's body.

The closer Jongho got to his friends, the hotter his face felt. It was a huge relief that Yechan didn't seem to understand why his uncles found it so funny that he was tethered to his dad like so. Because Jongho was damn embarrassed for the both of them.

"Don't say anything," Jongho grumbled as he placed Yechan's diaper bag on the picnic table. Wooyoung was trying so hard to hold his laughter in, to the point that he looked like he was trying so hard to not shit his pants. Yunho and Yeosang were in a similar situation but not as severe, both of them sporting dumb grins on their faces as they watched the youngest dad trying his hard to not scream out of embarrassment. San on the other hand was still trying to figure out what it was he was seeing. "Is Yechan on time out or something? Is he being punished?" he asked, looking up at Jongho, not quite sure what he was actually seeing. Maybe Jongho forgot to unlatch the straps of Yechan's car seat and he's just THAT strong that he managed to rip the straps off?

With a groan, Jongho braced himself with the fakest smile he could muster. "No, it's called a safety child tether, it's supposed to-" Wooyoung cut him off before he could say what it's supposed to do, "It's a damn leash, Jongho, I bought Hunter's puppy's the same model but in a different colour," he laughed. At Wooyoung's words, Yunho burst out laughing while Yeosang turned to Yujun as a way to hold his tongue for the sake of the toddler. Thankfully, before Jongho could send Hunter home to his mom with a message that his dad is now floating in the next galaxy, San shoved a sandwich into Wooyoung's mouth to successfully shut him up. "Dude, Yechan's not a dog," he scolded his friend, receiving nothing but a scoff from him but thankfully no backtalk. Just as Jongho felt glad that at least one of his friends is defending him, San turned to look at him and stated with a deadpan look, "But yeah man, that's a leash." "It's not!" Jongho cried, plopping himself on a vacant spot, simultaneously pulling Yechan off of Junghoon and closer to him, "It's a child safety tether and (y/n)'s friend bought it when she heard that we got a runner in the family." Out of curiosity, Seonghwa took a seat closest to Jongho after handing Junmin his juice box, "Wait, which friend?" he asked, to which Jongho simply answered, "The middle-aged lady with like 6 succulents on her desk and always wear that red coat." All of his friends almost simultaneously smacked their foreheads in disbelief and it took Yeosang saying something to make Jongho understand, "You mean the lady with 6 dogs and counting?" It was then that Jongho looked down on Yechan and remembered what you told him after you brought home the so-called present, something about your friend using the same thing on her misbehaving child. "But she does have kids!" Jongho tried to defend himself. "Those dogs are her kids, Jongho, we all saw her Instagram page!" Yunho said, shaking his head.

Defeated, Jongho could only stare at his son who was staring up at him innocently. He felt bad and almost like he was responsible for putting him in such a position. Almost.

"And look who we have here!" Jongho heard Mingi call out.

He turned slightly and saw Mingi and Hongjoong walking towards them whilst carrying a cooler together. Wanting to greet them, Yechan let out a squeal and was about to take off on his own but he ended up flopping onto his stomach with an 'oof' instead because the tether held him back.

Sumin squeaked and ran to Yechan's side, followed by Hyunwoo who left his sister Soohyun with Junghoon to check if the toddler was okay. Jongho was about to jump in and hold the boy in case he cried, but Yechan only looked up and grinned goofily at everyone around him. Even as Sumin and Hyunwoo help him up, Yechan only giggled until Mingi crouched down in front of him.

"Why hello there... Puppy?" He joked, almost making Wooyoung choke on his water. "Hyung..." Jongho warned but Mingi just waved him off, "Look at you all happy!" Mingi pointed out which made Yechan giggle louder and stomp on his feet side by side, "Your tail's a-wagging!" Mingi exclaimed, causing Wooyoung to burst into another fit of laughter, surprising Hunter who wanted to ask him for his water bottle. San and Yunho had to drag him away before he burst his stomach. "Hyung, I swear," Jongho warned, pouting at how his friend was making his son seem more like a puppy. "Oh, lighten up, Jongho," Hongjoong chuckled, "You know your son is a good boy. A very, very good boy and we just want to appreciate that," he smirked. Realizing that Hongjoong had jumped in, Jongho could only groan and bury his face in his palm. "I swear, you guys are KILLING me," he grumbled into his own hands. Yechan took notice of his dad's posture and pouted, momentarily leaving his uncle Mingi to tap on his thigh, "Daddy, okay?" worry was obvious in his voice, not liking that his dad seemed distraught. "Maybe your dad just needs a drink, Yechannie. Here, fetch!" Mingi reached into the cooler and was about to pass Yechan a bottle of cold water. Thankfully, Jongho heard the command first and his head shot up to glare at the two people before him, "No, don't! Yechan, stay!"

The adults froze when Jongho slipped a command at his own son. They all needed a moment to process what had just happened but once complete realization was made, not even Seonghwa could hold in his laughter, he had to turn his body so as to not laugh even more while Hongjoong doubled over, holding his stomach. Yeosang was clutching his chest as he continuously slap Jongho's shoulder in amusement, laughing at both Jongho's situation and the fact that Mingi was on all fours on the ground, heaving like a cat trying to pass a furball. On the other side, a little bit further away, Yunho was laughing at how San and Wooyoung were completely on the ground, clutching their foreheads in pain as they laughed. They had managed to bump their foreheads together clumsily but not even that could stop them from laughing their asses off.

"Guys, please, you're all ADULTS with CHILDREN!" Jongho scolded angrily but the shade of red on his face indicated that he was rather embarrassed.

Confused, Yechan tugged his dad's pants and tilted his head to the side, "Uncles okay?" behind him stood Sumin who could only stare at his dad on the ground with his eyebrows furrowed. Hyunwoo had run off when he heard his dad laughing whilst saying 'ow', concerned and curious. Of course, Jongho would be more than happy to explain to his child that his uncles are crazy or that they were possessed, but Yechan was just a child and it would be such a shame to waste a good excuse in this situation. With a sigh, Jongho smiled at the boy and pat his head before removing the tethe- fuck it, it's a fucking leash, he removed it from his son's body before sending him and Sumin off to play, a cover because he was about to kick some grown-up ass.

Safe to say, you came home later in the day with the child leash ripped apart and shoved into the trashcan followed by Jongho ranting about how the day went. Even you had to admit it was funny but with your husband's passion for his son's justice, you decided to keep quiet and tease both him and Yechan at another day. Most likely the very next.

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Woosanhwa fighting for dominance over u👀👀

it took me a moment to figure out what to write for this but oh my god. I could kiss you. you really came at me with my bias line huh???

I kind of interpreted it as them fighting over who would have you first and.... it just kept getting filthier and filthier.... teehee ( ´∀`)

nsfw under cut—minors dni!

seonghwa’s fingers glided over your heated skin, tracing the curve of your breast down to the dip of your belly button. "who do you want first, darling?"

your thighs pressed together, the slick from your previous orgasms smeared all over your inner thighs. looking between the three men, your mind went blank. you knew seonghwa usually preferred to go last, but the glimmer in his eyes was unfamiliar, pure lust glazing them over. wooyoung's palm flattened over your lower belly, pulling you out of your thoughts, but just as you were about to look over at him, gentle fingers twisted your head the other way and feline eyes met yours. san's gaze was soft, his signature pout present on his lips as he leaned into your personal space.

"you'll let me have you first, won't you, jagi?" he mumbled, the pout muffling some of his words. "I'll make you feel so good, I promise," his fingers sneaked their way between your legs, sliding through your slit to collect some of your arousal before moving back up to rub slow circles around your clit.

you breathed out a quiet moan, san's slow movements sending pleasant tingles buzzing through your body. another set of fingers joined san's, tapping firmly on your entrance before sinking into your dripping heat.

"san-ah, stop playing dirty," wooyoung grumbled, pressing himself to your side and nibbling on your collarbone, working his fingers inside you at a languid pace. "still so fucking tight, even after taking our cocks so many times."

the rate at which they played with your pussy was driving you insane, your hips bucking to meet wooyoung's fingers, but seonghwa brushed san's hand away to land a harsh slap on your clit.

"behave," he warned. the deep baritone of his voice sent a shiver down your spine, nodding quickly with a whispered sorry on your lips. "good girl," he praised, brushing your hair off your face. "how about you let whoever makes you feel the best fuck you first, hm?"

you nodded again, a soft moan leaving your lips in response as wooyoung’s fingers found your g-spot. you hadn't expected seonghwa to participate, assuming he'd sit back and watch the two younger men compete against each other, but he quickly disappeared from your vision, laying flat on his stomach with his face between your legs, his tongue rolling out to lick around your stretched hole.

the pressure in your lower belly was building rapidly, and the subtle squeezes your walls gave wooyoung’s fingers alerted him to your impending orgasm. slow thrusts turned to rapid pumping of his fingers inside you, curling them directly into your swollen gland to watch your features contort with pleasure.

san knew he wouldn't be the one to make you cum, his fingers rubbing over your clit desperately despite the cramp in his wrist. so he opted for playing dirty —pressing his lips to your pulse point, biting down on your shoulder, whispering sweet nothings in your ear to mask the lewd squelching of your cunt. "please, baby, 'want you so bad. can you feel how much I need you?" he whispered —low and sultry— while rutting his cock over your hip, the hard length heavy on your skin.

but then seonghwa's tongue was slipping inside you, curling around wooyoung's fingers to prod at your g-spot as well. wooyoung's mouth pressed against yours, drinking up your broken moans before leaning back to spit onto your tongue. "look at you, already fucked dumb and you haven't even had a cock inside you yet," the corners of his lips tugged upwards, the desperate whine you let out going straight to his dick. he trailed his lips over your face, kissing over the tears streaming down your temples.

seonghwa moved off you, slipping his tongue out to slide in a finger alongside wooyoung's, tugging against your enterance to watch it gape. he pursed his lips and spat inside your tight cunt, taking in how it mixed with your arousal and seeped out of your wet hole as wooyoung pumped his fingers inside it. "be a good girl and cum for us, sweetheart," he groaned, leaning in to slither his tongue back inside you.

your orgasm hit you like a shockwave, the three men adjusting their pace to guide you through it—san shifted back to lazy circles around your swollen clit, wooyoung reveled in the tight squeeze around his fingers as they curled leisurely inside you, seonghwa's tongue moving in shallow thrusts while his hands held your hips down on the mattress. when the waves of pleasure blurring your vision shifted into pain from overstimulation, the three men moved off you, and you relished their delicate touch all over your body—seonghwa’s lips leaving a trail of kisses up your torso, wooyoung burying his face in your chest, his hands kneading your spasming thighs, san busying himself with peppering tender pecks over your face, his hand locked tightly with yours.

but then seonghwa's lips reached your neck, and you suddenly became aware of the three men's hard arousal pressing into your heated skin. the oldest hovered over you and watched as realization seeped into your expression, your eyes shyly meeting his through your lashes, his own glazed over with burning lust as they stared back at you.

"so, who's gonna fuck you first, angel?"

part 2

Wallflower - Part Two - Seonghwa x Reader (NSFW)

PART ONE HERE.

🌻 Summary: The events of Sunday morning won’t leave your mind, and you are determined to figure out if every aspect of the rumor about your nerdy coworker, Seonghwa, is true.

🌻 Word count: 11.5k

🌻 Genre & warnings: nerdy seonghwa with coworker reader. fem pronouns for reader. dirty talk. fingering. oral sex. unprotected sex. creampie. 

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this fic is not meant to represent Seonghwa in any way, shape or form.

               You have a problem and it is one of your own making. In fact, it could even be considered two separate problems that are colliding.

               Problem one? You have no friends. After spending years striving to climb the corporate ladder in your quest for money and job security, all your real friendships fell apart and faded away. That meant that every one of your ‘friends’ were actually coworkers. The unhappier you got at your job, the more distant you felt from them, leaving you increasingly isolated.

               Problem two? You fucked around with a coworker. Most people would agree that to fuck a coworker, especially in an office setting, is a bad idea. Sure, it hadn’t turned into full on sex but you believed a general consensus of the situation would be that having your coworker eat you out to orgasm twice could be a short term pleasure without thinking of the long term ramifications.

               The way these problems collided was in the fact that you couldn’t talk to anyone about Seonghwa because you had no friends who aren’t directly tied to work.

               This meant that, while pressing the button in the elevator on Monday morning, you are left to the spiraling thoughts in your head without anyone’s help or advice.

               As the doors open and you step onto the floor, you immediately scan the area for Seonghwa. But you don’t spot him. All that you see is the usual Monday morning bullshit – people cramming donuts in their mouth, the scent of that cheap break room coffee, the typing of many keyboards, people gossiping by the water cooler about the party on Saturday, and the sound of various boring and tedious phone calls.

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LIBRARY OF ILLUSION : THE TWILIGHT PRINCESS ... mature rated series

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pairing : pirate!mingi x princess!reader

genre: adventure, smut, pirate au

word count : 3k

warnings : language, 8ft tall mingi (implied monster mingi), mentions of death

smut warnings : unprotected sex, monster cock!mingi, size difference, manhandling, fingering, stomach bulge (kind of), princess (both title and pet name)

journeying into the first section, adventure, you soon find yourself placed in the shoes of a princess aboard a pirate ship where she is attempting to take her kingdom back from twilight. without much guidance, you find yourself face to face with the first guardian as you attempt to complete his trial.

you felt like you were teetering from side to side as you made an attempt to stand up. it was a poor attempt as you immediately fell back to the ground. the ground being the deck of the pirate ship you had stowed away on.

wait a minute.

you didn't stow away on a pirate ship.

last thing you remember was being inside that library, you had ventured into the adventure section and then...

huh, you don't remember. you let out a sigh as you once again attempt to stand up. you bunched up the skirt of you dress, your heels making a rather deep click sound as you finally stood back up.

about damn time, you think as you look around the deck of the ship to see not another soul in sight.

this was wrong. there should be a whole crew of pirates running around in order to make the ship sail smoothly. but it was just you. you probably would have felt more unnerved than you already were if you slowly didn't remember that the guardian of the section had to be here somewhere. right?

your eyes drifted up to the main deck of the ship was, where the wheel remained untouched and you couldn't help but feel like someone should have been there. where was-

a loud crash startled you from your thoughts and you turned to see the door that leads below deck is thrown open. you swallow the large lump in your throat as you take a frightful step back. you were stuck with nowhere to go.

that's when you hear the heavy footsteps that first sound from below deck. you can barely feel the thumping of your heart over the thumping of the footsteps against the wooden steps. then you see a head of brightly colored hair before you're greeted with a sharp gaze. you back away just a little further from the person until you're tripping over your edges of your dress and falling to the ground.

no fucking way... was this the guardian of this section? the adventure guardian. your eyes traveled up his large figure and you concluded that there was no godly way this guardian was human. not with how fiery his hair was and by just how tall he was.

fuck, just how tall was this guy?

"you," he starts and you feel yourself getting flustered with just how deep his voice is. it was like something shot through you as you just kept taking in his appearance. "are you looking for this?" he asks before he's holding up a key that looks a little too tiny in his giant hands.

that's when you remember why you're here. why you got transported to this ship. you needed to pass his trial in order to receive his key and mark of the section. that was what the keeper of keys told you anyways.

"y-yes! it is! give it to me!" you say, quickly standing to your feet. you couldn't help but blink in shock by how demanding you sounded.

"my, my princess, you think that after all this time you've spent on board with us, that you would know how to ask nicely for things. especially when it comes to things you desperately want. did captain not teach you enough manners?" oh god, he's taunting you know and this is when you fully take in his height.

craning your neck up even with the distance between you two. there was no possible way he was human. you can't help the way your heart jumps to your throat and how aggressively butterflies start to swarm around in your stomach. you felt your body slowly get hotter and hotter the longer you stared at him, and you know its rude. you know that ▇▇▇▇ would be upset with you for forgetting your etiquette.

wait, why couldn't you remember his name?

"you know..." he trails off catching your attention. "i'm surprised you're here, and that you look the exact same as you did all those lifetimes ago," he says as he took several steps closer to you until he was bending over slightly in order to take your hand into his and bringing it up to his lips. "you still look as beautiful though," he adds before he's kissing your hand.

why did this all feel so familiar? like you've been here before with this guardian, on this ship, demanding him to give you something, his kissing your hand. you're mind feels a little fuzzy as you're starting to see things, see memories that weren't yours... at least you think they weren't yours.

"mingi, give it to me," you demand again and chill is immediately sent down your spine when the pirate grins at you.

his large hand suddenly comes up to easily squish your cheeks together. you can't help the sudden adrenaline that rushes through your body and to your core even when you feel him manhandle you just a little bit.

"what did i tell you about demanding things from me, princess. have you learned nothing, or is it that you want me to teach you a lesson?" he asks, craning your neck up to forcefully look at him and you can feel yourself moving to stand on your tiptoes as he's able to pick you up with just his one hand. his face is extremely close to yours with his hot breath hitting your face.

you have to will yourself to not try and rub your thighs together. you know that if he finds out how turned on you're becoming thanks to him, he will on taunt you more.

"unless..." he says, smirk painting his face, "you want me to teach you a lesson?" he adds before putting you down and letting go your face. you couldn't help but immediately try and rub the cramp that was forming in your neck.

you then have to stop yourself from immediately jumping away in surprise as mingi bends down, face to face with you as he says, "if you want the key so badly, princess, then let me teach you a few lessons in etiquette."

was this his trial? you thought as you watched him stand back up to his full height and turn on his heel before he once more goes back below deck. was allowing his to teach you a few "etiquette lessons" the trail you had to complete. you couldn't help but lick your lips before you followed after him, your heels clicking against the wooden deck and stairs which earned his attention.

mingi turned around with a smirk on his lips before he took in your slowly flustered looking appearance. "i always knew you were a masochist, princess."

"a-ah! mingi, fuck," you gasp out, your hands fisting the sheets tightly below you as mingi fingered you. your back arched high off the bed as your body tried to pull away from the stimulation. the stimulation and pleasure that was slowly bring you to the edge closer than you wanted it to. "a-a-ah– fuck! fuckfuckfuckfuck," you moan when you feel mingi use his free hand to hold you down.

"such a foul mouth, princess, don't you know better than to say such things," mingi tsk'ed at you and you found it quite ironic how him, a pirate, was telling you to watch your mouth. you couldn't help but moan at the pressure on his hand on your stomach as he presses down on you, stopping you from moving as he abused your poor pussy.

fuck and this was only his fingers, you couldn't help but clench around them at the thought of when he finally puts his cock in you. how big you know he'll stretch you out like he's done before.

"m-mingi, it feels so good please! let me come!" you say as mingi's long fingers hit your sweet spot over and over again. you cry out when he does the 'come hither' motion. the heat in your lower stomach keeps growing more and more, and you swear you think you're about to rip the sheets from how hard you're pulling at them.

"mingi– mingi, please let me come!" you beg again, tears welling up in your eyes from how you're back your orgasm. waiting for him to tell you it's okay to come.

"do you think you've been good enough to come, princess? think you deserve to?" mingi is teasing you as you feel him slow his fingers in order to taunt you. fuck this guy.

"yes! yes! i have been! please let me come! let me have your cock, please!" you beg, tears streaming down your face. mingi can't help but chuckle at how desperate you are. he hovers over your body and you feel a pleasured chill run up your spine as he licks one of your tears.

his lips then hover close to your ear as he whispers, "go ahead and come, princess." and just like that you feel the heat in your body snap and you're coming around his long fingers.

you come with a loud, almost ear-piercing cry mixed with a strangled moan and you feel your body shake from how long you had been holding your orgasm. mingi can only grin at how much your body is falling apart just for him and he's quickly leaning over and capturing your lips with his own.

"my princess, you've done so well. are you ready for my cock?" he ask and you immediately nod your head, a mantra of yes's leaving your lips and you feel yourself falling more and more in a fucked induced state.

mingi's grin never leaves his lips as he undoes the buttons of his trousers, your eyes falling his every movements like a hawk. he notes how flushed you look, a layer of sweat covering your whole body as you're trying to catch your breath. he can see the dazed look in your eyes and he's reminded about how he's seen you like this many times before. his princess. their princess.

"mingi," your voice comes out in a whine as you watch him remove the finally layer of his clothing. you can't help but clench at how his hard cock stands proud and almost angry looking. fuck, he's big, you think as you take in his size. the thought of will he fit floats in your head before you're pushing it in the back of your head.

like your body moves on its own, you spread your legs beckoning him between them. mingi notes how despite you coming only moments ago, you're already ready to continue. already ready to take his cock.

"oh, princess, don't look so eager, or else i won't hold back," he says as he moves between your legs and he swears that you spread your legs even further. the inhuman pirate towers over you and you can't help the whine that leaves you when he rests his cock on top of you.

it rubs nicely against your leaking folds as the both of you see how big he is compared to you. his tip resting past your belly button and it sends a shiver over your body from not only his length, but also from it heavily rests against your body and his thickness.

"f-fuck," you moan out as you move your body, your arms hooking underneath your legs in order to hold them up. basically presenting yourself to him. you felt some of your juices run down your pussy and over your ass. "p-please fuck me mingi! i'm up, please mate press me," you beg, voice shaking from how desperate you're feeling.

"oh princess, look at you. not very lady-like of you, did you forget what you were taught or has being on the sea with pirates stripped that away from you," mingi laughs as he reaches over you easily in order to grab a pillow before stuffing it under your lower back. "as much as you like feeling the pain, i don't want to snap your spine in half," he says before he's taking your legs easily with one of his hands and bending you in half.

you let out a surprised cry as you feel mingi enter you, his thick girth stretching you out. you throw your head back, mouth hanging opened as incoherent noises escape you. you feel a line of drool spill out of the corner of you mouth as mingi eventually bottoms out inside of you. your lover lets out a few curses as his entire body towers over you, his one hand pressing holding your legs up as his other hand rest above your head to brace himself.

"fuck, princess, you're so tight," he sounds a little surprised by his words as he begins moving his hips, slowly dragging himself against your walls before pushing back inside you. you feel him rub against your womb nicely, warmly every time he thrust inside of you. the two of you let out a string of moans as he continues to fuck you, his speed picking up with each thrust.

you let out a few shuddered gasp as the thoughts of only mingi and his cock cloud your mind. the thoughts of what you were doing before sits in the back of your mind and this reality and your own start to blend.

are you really a princess who ran away after her kingdom was taken over. running away with your guard and advisor after you watched you're father be killed by the magical army. how ▇▇▇▇ had to rip you away from your father's body, as he carried you away. fuck, why couldn't you remember anyone's name? why only mingi's?

your guard, no he wasn't just your guard but your best friend... your lover. just like your advisor. ▇▇▇▇ and ▇▇▇▇, no why couldn't you remember their names. why couldn't you remember the captain's name? captain ▇▇▇▇. his face was right there, but blurry and unrecognizable. you feel frustrated for not being to remember your lovers' faces. what kind of princess and lover were you.

"ah, mingi," you say, feeling the tears running down your face as you crane your neck to look at your fiery lover.

"yes, princess?" he doesn't halt his thrust, but you can tell that he's listening and waiting for you to speak.

"why can't– fuck– why can't i remember their names. why can't i see their faces?" you cry out and you can hear how shaky your voice is.

"because that's not how the library works, princess."

"library?" that's right. you weren't actually a princess. you're inside a library, trying to finish the trials of each guardian. trying to find the treasure to save your friend. "ah, mingi! the key!" you say as you suddenly start to remember why you were here.

mingi only grunts as he picks up the speed of his thrust, and you can't help but clench around his cock. the wet sounds of your juices mixing together fills yours ears as you feel them leaking out of your hole more and more. your hand immediately comes up and tangles into his hair, you give it several tugs here and there as you feel yourself coming closer and closer to your second orgasm.

"m-mingi! can i... can i come?" you ask as your other arm grabs a fistful of sheets.

"fuccck~ go ahead, princess, come around my cock," he says as you finally come for the second time. you were basically held in place thanks to mingi holding your ankles in a tight grip. your pussy clenches around him as your juices leak out and it's only moments later when mingi is stilling and filling you with his seed.

you feel his cum fill you up and paint your walls nicely, leaving your mind dazed as the pirate slowly moves his hips a little bit before he's slowly pulling out of you.

you felt out of breath, chest heaving as you watch mingi slowly lower your legs – which feel like jello with how shaky they are. mingi remains sitting on his knees between your legs. his hands come up to rub over your body as he leans over you, face to face.

"mingi..." you trail off feeling your eyes starting to get heavy.

"it was nice seeing you again princess," he says before pressing his lips to yours. when he pulls away you feel like a part of you leaves as well when you can no longer feel his body heat against yours. you try to reach out to him, to pull him back, but it's no use. your limbs are all like jello, and your eyes soon fall shut.

when you wake up, you find yourself back in the library. you're laying on a velvet couch, a small blanket thrown over you and you can't help but wonder if what you just experienced was all a dream.

"ah, you're awake," a familiar voice says and you look behind the couch to find the keeper of keys standing there. you watch as he walks up to you, his hand digging inside his pocket before he showing you a rather large ring-looking thing.

"what is this?" you ask as you take the ring from him.

"its a key holder," he says before gesturing behind you and you turn your head to see a key – the one mingi was holding – resting on the table. your heart beats loudly when you reach for, taking the metal in your hands and you note its a lot larger than what mingi made it look like.

"congrats on passing your first trial," the male says and you turn to look back at him as walks around the couch, but you note how he keeps his distance from you. not getting too close.

you can't help but think back to all the emotions and thoughts that had went through you in the adventure section. how your memories were getting mixed with that of the character you were put into. how upset you were not being able to remember any faces or names.

"would like some tea before you start your next trial?"

"yes, please."

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