We'll start with some vanilla before diving into the kinky stuff.
Come on, guys. I'm supposed to be on hiatus, why am I doing this? I'll tell you why. It's because I can't stay out of this fandom for two fucking months tha's why. Goddammit. DELMGA is still projected for May 28th. This story has no set timeline for updates. I'll update it when it's ready.
They sat side by side, neither moving. The wedding had been a blur of drinks, bowing, and regret. Mu could only think about how murderous his brothers had looked when Soo sat down at the marital table. She had looked beautiful in her red and blue wedding hanbok, but Mu had found himself fearing the looks his younger brothers- specifically Wook, So, Eun, and Jung- had given him.
It had been a hastily arranged marriage. Mu had agreed to marry Soo in the king's place, giving her some freedom from being the wife of a man over fifty years her age. Of course, Mu knew that being twenty years older was no different, but he hoped he could protect her from being unloved and uncared for. At least he had fewer wives than the king and could thus devote more time to her if she wished.
Mu looked out at the wedding guests as they ate and drank below the middle dais where the couple sat. The king sat on the high dais with the queens and just below him were Mu and his new wife. He noted that Soo did not eat nor drink, her face blank and her eyes downcast. "Soo," he leaned over and felt Soo's sad eyes meet his. The wide orbs glistened in the light of the lanterns that swung ahead. "I know you are not my first wife, but know that I will not force you into anything. Please don't be afraid."
Soo only nodded before casting her eyes once more. Her hands grasped the thick silk of her gown in bunches, her knuckles white.
Gifts were brought one by one. The King had gifted Soo a pair of golden statues that would sit before her new bedchamber to protect her. To Mu, he had commissioned a new set of gilded armor. The Queens each gifted Soo with clothing, jewelry, and other such artifacts.
Mu could not care less about the gifts, but when his brothers approached the table, Soo seemed to smile. He watched as she accepted Yo's gift of silk and pearls with only a bow, but So's gift of nine trees, she accepted with tears in her eyes. When Wook gave her a case of scrolls with poetry written by his own hand, Mu thought he saw a tear slip from Soo's eye, but a wave of a sleeve and the teardrop was gone.
Already, he began to regret wedding her, but what could he have done? Allow Soo to marry his father? The King would have slept with her once before tossing her aside and forgetting about her, the alliance between the Crown and the Hae family the only lasting bond in that marriage. At least Mu would visit her and be a friend to her.
The couple left the feast first, their wedding night ahead of them. Mu pretended not to notice how Wook accidentally smashed his wine glass or how tightly So held onto the scabbard by his side.
Walking to Mu's chambers, he guided Soo and helped her as she teetered from the weight of her headdress.
There, their servants closed the doors and began removing their clothes. Mu averted his eyes as Soo was bared down to her underclothes. He could feel layers of silk being stripped away from his body, each layer removing a physical weight, but adding a mental one.
Mu could not bring himself to actually go through with the wedding night. His own wives were only five and six years younger than him- not twelve. Soo was a child. A small, lost, helpless girl who was married to someone twice her age.
The servants were sent away when their masters were in only their underclothes, a pitcher of rice wine and two glasses left behind.
The doors were shut and Mu sat down on the bed, pressing his elbows to his knees and sighing. "I'm sorry," he said, as if his apology would undo any negative reason for him to legally rape his brothers' closest friend.
Mu did not move as Soo sat down beside him. "I truly am sorry," he repeated. He could hear the rustle of Soo's white robes, her underskirts shifting as she wiped her eyes.
"You protected me from the king," Soo's voice shook. "I… I think I should be the one that is grateful."
Shaking his head, Mu looked at the girl, noticing a hardness in her eyes he had not seen before. Soo met his eyes with hers. "I know what I must do and I know you won't hurt me, Prince Mu," she said.
"Husband," Mu corrected her. He averted his gaze from the young woman as she blinked, uncomprehending. "We're… You may call me 'Husband' now. My rank is yours."
"After tonight, will you touch me again?" Soo asked.
Shaking his head, Mu replied truthfully. "Not unless you want me to, I will not. My brothers are vengeant people. They would not sit idly if they knew I took pleasure in your body without permission."
Soo nodded and to Mu's surprise, he felt her slowly creep over to his side until their thighs touched through layers of silk. With gentle hands, Soo took Mu's hand and guided it so his arm went around her shoulders and she leaned against his chest. "Then I will not fight you," Soo's voice was soft and her touch softer as she looked up, reaching a hand toward Mu's face and slowly kissing him, her fingers dragging over his cheek.
They moved slowly, laboriously. Each touch was controlled and each caress strained. Mu removed his shirt and paused before moving to untie the intricately stitched ribbon that wrapped around Soo's breasts, tying her underskirts to her.
A single pull and the ribbon loosened, the skirts beneath slipping and Soo inhaled sharply, moving to cover her exposed breasts. Mu released a shaking breath as he watched white silk flutter away from pale shoulders and creamy skin. Soo cowered, her hands covering her modesty.
"May I…" Mu coughed into his hand as his own self consciousness took over. He knew Soo had already seen the marks on his skin from his condition, but he also could not help wanting to cover his shoulders. "May I remove your clothes?" Mu asked.
He met eyes with Soo and noticed how lovely hers were. Like molten amber, they shone and as they looked at each other, Mu thought he saw some of the fear in her eyes go away. Soo nodded and Mu edged closer, caressing her soft cheeks and pressing his lips to hers, chastely lingering against her mouth before kissing her again.
Ever so gently, he laid her down on the bed, using one arm to balance himself above her as he kissed her. Soo complied to his touches as he guided her hands away from her breasts. Using the crook of his finger, Mu dragged Soo's underskirt away from her body, continuing to kiss her soft plump lips. She seemed to have experience in kissing and Mu wondered for a moment who she had practiced with.
When Soo was naked, Mu proceeded to remove his own trousers. Then, he pulled the blankets around them. "Are you alright?" he asked his young wife. Mu kept his own nervousness from showing, hardening his voice.
Soo breathed deeply and nodded.
"Do you think you can continue?" Mu asked. He could feel his arousal at the sight of Soo's body. Her creamy skin shone beneath the blanket and her soft body and round breasts were enough to make Mu swallow, a dry click sounding in the back of his throat. Black hair surrounded her head in a halo of gleaming tresses.
"I can continue," Soo breathed out. She raised a shaking hand to remove the pin in Mu's hair, allowing two braids of hair to fall free, slowly unwinding and tickling her cheeks. Then, Mu was kissing her again, this time with more urgency.
Bare skin met and Mu's muscular body fit oddly with Soo's soft form, but they seemed to make it work. He worked his way down her throat, dragging wet kisses over her jugular and sucking on her collarbone. Her skin smelled like roses and honey, an aroma that made Mu's mouth water with carnal desire. He wanted every part of her to himself.
His mouth met her breasts and Soo released a little sigh when his lips grazed her nipples. Taking one of the raised peaks into his mouth, Mu felt relief in Soo's surprised moan. Balanced against one elbow, Mu worked to arouse his wife while also stroking himself and feeling himself harden as Soo gasped and emitted little mewls of pleasure, her cheeks tinging red at her own arousal.
Mu slid two fingers toward the juncture between Soo's thighs, feeling her wriggle beneath him as he touched her clit, rubbing his middle finger against it and feeling her arch her back until their stomachs met. "Ngh!" Soo gasped as her hands reached for purchase on the smooth sheets. Her eyes closed as Mu pressed his hand against her wetness and slid one finger into her while using his thumb to continue rubbing her center.
Then, Soo moaned. Loudly.
Her eyes widened in embarrassment and she pressed a hand to her mouth as Mu stifled a laugh. "Your majesty, I- I don't- I-"
"It's quite alright," Mu chuckled, pressing his lips to the side of Soo's breast. "I'm glad I could make you feel that way." His amiable voice made Soo smile sheepishly. "Don't silence your own pleasure, Hae Soo."
Soo could only close her eyes as she came onto his hand, her unrestrained cry of pleasure ricocheting off of the wooden beams of the house. Mu found himself smiling as he watched her clamp her bottom lip between her teeth to try and muffle her orgasm, the very action setting his mind ablaze.
Once Soo's panting had subsided, Mu gave her a slow kiss. "Are you ready?" he murmured against her lips. He looked down at the disheveled woman beneath him as she pressed the back of her hand to her mouth, her chest rising and falling with gasping breaths.
"Y-Yes," Soo's arms found their way around Mu's neck and she braced herself as he gently spread her thighs, moving to kneel between her legs. Leaning down, Mu took her lips with his, distracting her as he pushed into her, breathing out a low moan.
Soo struggled at first, her lips parting from Mu's as she squirmed and clutched at his shoulders. With wide eyes, she looked away and Mu bit the inside of his cheek when her hips bucked beneath his, her knees pressing against his sides as if they wanted to close. Mu saw tears in his little wife's eyes. "Are you alright?" he asked, being as still as he could. "It's better if you relax." He could feel Soo's nails digging into his arms.
Three heartbeats later, Soo's clutch on him loosened and she breathed deeply before nodding. "I'm- I'm alright," she swallowed. Mu lifted his hand and, using the pad of his thumb, wiped the tears from Soo's eyes. He then ran a hand through her unbound hair and offered a small smile. Soo exhaled loudly, a blush as red as the rouge on her lips staining her cheeks.
"May I continue?" Mu asked and she nodded.
"Yes."
Rolling his hips, Mu kept his thrusts at an even pace, keeping his head and making sure Soo was never uncomfortable. In no time, they were kissing again, and Mu moaned into Soo's mouth as her legs went around his torso, pulling him closer.
Gradually, he sped up, pushing into Soo as she gasped and moaned aloud. Her hands made their way to his arms, grasping at the taut muscles made from years of wielding a sword. Louder and louder, Mu could hear Soo's mewls growing.
Though he felt the need to change position, Mu remained between Soo's legs. She seemed to be enjoying their position, so he continued to thrust, his lips meeting her soft skin and his hand holding hers.
When Mu felt himself drawing close, he kissed Soo before he felt himself give way, releasing inside of her. Panting, he nudged his forehead against Soo's, their heavy breaths colliding in a frenzy. His arm nearly collapsed as he came inside of Soo and Mu steadied himself before he crushed his much smaller wife.
He kissed her once more, wanting to feel her lips and taste her before he respected her as a friend from that point on. Rolling his tongue over hers, Mu dragged a hand through her thick hair and felt her tongue against his as he forced himself away. He then pulled himself from Soo and rolled onto his side, adjusting the blankets over them. "You may sleep here if you wish to," he said once their bodies were no longer connected.
Secretly, he hoped she would stay. Silently, he wished for her naked body to remain beside him. Mu laid on his side, propped on one elbow, as he watched Soo pull the blankets higher over her body until her shoulders were covered and only her head and hair shone through the white silk. He smiled at her reassuringly and Soo nodded, closing her eyes.
And all was quiet once more in the palace.
