"Afternoon my beloved! Oh is that Y/n? Hello dear!" You show your humbleness by bowing down to the Queen, but she's no less than a motherly figure to you, and she has the same opinion as a daughter towards you.

A future daughter-in-law precisely.

She envelops both her son and you in a motherly hug, but Jungkook seems to be impatient. He smoothly parts himself from the hug while you are happy in her embrace.

"What's wrong baby?" she asked her son. He pursed his lips and looked around in an attempt to find his father, the king.

"Where is appa?" he asked.

"About time my son!" The king cheers as he walks down the aisle of the hallway and greets you both.

"Father, I need help" the brat dismisses their love in an instant and quickly attempts to get to the point.

The couple furrow their eyebrows and look at each other, until the King speaks up.

"Ask away my Prince, anything for you. Unless it's unruly" he adds cautiously. Jungkook nods his head and opens his mouth...but closes it. It was as if he was hesitant of his wish.

"Father...I-I want some rules of the competition to be dismissed for awhile" he asks. The King's expression starts to get dangerous when you attempt to speak up.

"Your majesty, we hold no improper initiative against anyone. We just want to set a few people right, but the only thing stopping us from it are the damn rules" the light degree curse slips out of your tongue.

"Pardon me" you immediately bow to him. His gaze softens as he looks at his son, while Jungkook nods his head vigorously, implying that you spoke his mind out for him. He seems desperate, and to be honest, you're having a wreck inside your head too.

"Hm...looks like I'm going to trust you both. But not until I hear the story" he says, and you heave a very unfeminine sigh, standing right beside Queen Somi.

You look up to her, but she just snickers, shaking you under her side embrace. Aand you find yourself smiling a bit.

Y/n POV

Their minds were too clogged onto the information which we gave them about Michelle and Co. After sometime, we were somehow allowed the stay at the palace till the sun sets.

"And kids...are you bunking school?" The king asked us and we looked at each other before the Prince answered him.

"Appa, we aren't bunking School"

"Then why-"

"We're bunking college" Jungkook says lamely. I hold in my laughter but it comes out as a snort, making all the three face me. Jungkook immediately joins me, dismissing my embarrassment and yes, we laugh together.

"Oh come on dad, it was supposed to be a joke!" Jungkook says to the king.

I swear I saw a nerve twitch until....he starts laughing hysterically

Now the couple start laughing, making us dumbfounded.

"Oh Baby...you're just like me!" his father points out the oblivion.

"Really, your majesty?" his laughter dies as soon as I say that.

Shit, did I get too personal?

"Y/n, I've told you so many times to not call me your majesty!" he exclaims, flicking my forehead slightly. Wait, did I forget that?

"Darling, you've just instructed her once, not many times" Queen Somi pointed out. I saw the King's ears go red and a highly combust-through-laughter Jungkook stands right behind him.

"Oof eomma~ Well, we'll be crashing at your place for awhile now hm~" Jungkook sings, immediately dragging me along with him to one of the rooms in the palace, to one of the rooms we used to live in.

INNOCENT ARMY ARE KINDLY REQUESTED TO SKIP THIS PART AND CONTINUE WITH THE REST OF THE BOOK!

The rest of us thirsty hoes will be enjoying the tingles.

"Oh my" Jungkook exhales, eyeing your figure from your head to toe. You turn back at him with an eyebrow raised, your hands still flicking with the zipper of your boisterous jacket.

"What is it?"

"Hm...nothing. Can't I be admiring my woman m'lady?" he asked, making you smirk uncontrollably even if your waist was circled around by his arms and the warmth of his chest radiates on your back.

"Give daddy a blowjob baby girl." he asks shamelessly. You furrow your eyebrows as his mouth bites and sucks onto the smooth skin of your neck. Your hands now leave the denim jacket and are tugging the back of his hairline.

"Sit" and you comply.

He doesn't give you the struggle to remove his belt and the ripped jeans off his body. He slides the two pieces of fabric below his hips and the semi erection bounces up, enchanting you.

Your mouth waters but a thought stops you from your actions.

"Jungkook, anyone can see us through the hallway. The door's open" you point out. He groans and dismisses your words. Holding your head with one arm, he bends and pinches your nipple harshly.

"Ah-mmhh" your squeal was suppressed as he shoves himself in your mouth. You hands now clutch onto his belt, and he enjoys his stay in your mouth, groaning and grunting from time to time.

"Fuck baby, I could use your fucking mouth anytime" his words turn you on to an extent, you start to lose your mind. This is the first time he's so vocal while at it, and you like this too.

"Hmm" at this point, you admit that you're one sadistic creature. Your hum vibrates onto his shaft, sending waves of please all over his being.

Another thought...

"H-hey! Wait! What if someone really walks in!?"

"Then pretend to hug me dammit!" he whisper-shouts, making you muse at his impatience.

"Ugh" he states and pushes you back on the bed. In one swift move, your jeans and your panties are disposed off your body. Your eyes twitch dangerously as he enters you without a warning.

And you fucking can't get caught.

"Mhh! Mh!" You desperately point to the plushie which sits on the coffee table above, and he grabs it for you, shoving it in your mouth. Once you're finely adjusted, he starts rocking your world with his need.

Your hands are clutching onto the plushie with such hardness, it begins to choke you a little.

"Woah, don't die" he said simply and you loosen your hand grip a little. The next moment, he's pounding into you mercilessly and you yet again try to tear the plushie apart. This time, he doesn't care and goes on, concentrating on the motion of his hips meeting yours and creating some space, meeting again nonetheless.

For him, he wanted to feel more of you, to feel you deeper, but he knew he can't do that without seeing your face. So he holds in his desire for the next time.

"Ah shit" he now shifts so that he's on his elbows rather than his palms. Balancing on one elbow, he lifts your shirt up and beckons out the warm flesh of your chest. The sudden cold air makes your buds hard and perfect for a tight squeeze. Your squeal subdues into the plushie, amusing him and he repeatedly kneads and pinches your breasts as he pleases.

He brings your thick thighs to wrap around him and smirks as he can now go deeper into you. Back onto his palms, he pounds ruthlessly into you, your walls producing heat due to the friction and your hormones.

Sweat starts to form on both of your foreheads but his movements do not falter a bit.

"Argh!" he grunts as his shirt fails him and decides to fall back down on his hips. With one swift move, his shirt is disposed off his body and flown to the other corner of the room.

"S-shit" I mumble, feeling a cold shiver run through my body.

And just then, footsteps were heard.

"Fuck" he muttered and brought you up on the bed with him and immediately threw the comforter on your bodies as he hugged you close to his naked self.

"Young prince- Oh! My apologies!" one of the maids squealed when she witnessed his bare back and they left immediately, giggling to themselves as they just viewed the sight of their beloved Prince's muscular back.

The maids have closed the door behind them as they left, and after a few seconds, he rose from his place and smirked down at you. Sprinting to the door and locking it, he jumped back on the bed, and almost instantly undressed you so skillfully, it happened in the blink of an eye.

"Shit Jungkook, I fucking love you" you mused as he palmed your chest pleasurably, pushing you down and aligning his shaft at your entrance again.

"I love you too baby" and in he goes.

Series of grunts and cuss words escape both of your godly mouths as he buries deep inside of you. His body weight is perfect on you, and you press your whole body up against him for some reason, but you like it undeniably.

His shaft now creates beautiful friction along your hot walls. Soon enough, he pounds into you balls deep, making you jump into the mattress along with him.

And the love flows in your blood till it was time to leave the palace.