I want to say, I'm not good at writing smut. Honestly, I can't write it nor I'm comfortable with it. I just tried once or twice and this is one of it.

Kian's POV

"Thanks for helping me and teaching me everything, Kian." Dean whispers as he hugs me.

"It's my pleasure, I'm always ready to help you with anything." I reply while patting his back.

"I'll take my leave now." He says as he parts away from me.

"Keep me notified with the happenings with your father regarding Winny and you. Anything you need, just let me know." I promise him to which he nods with a smile.

"It was nice to meet you, my queen. I'll see you again if I get the chance." He states turning to Archie who smiles at him.

He hops on the carriage as he already bid his goodbyes to my parents, Archie and I being the last ones to see him. He waves from the small window of the carriage as it starts moving. We wave back to him until he's in our eye sight and turn to go back after sending him off.

Dean has finished with his training and is leaving now. There wasn't much for me to teach him as he's the heir to the royal king, he has been learning all these from childhood. It's just his father who wanted some kind of assurance from us that Dean is ready to take the throne.

All his time and training here, I did nothing but watch him doing everything on his own. He's very skilled at everything and it makes me wonder why he even came here in the first place?

"You're going to work?" Archie asks as we walk towards our chamber, hand in hand.

It's past two weeks of his injury and he has healed perfectly. I made sure he was well taken care of during those two weeks so that his healing wouldn't prolong. So, now he's fine. He just needs a little assistance while walking which he thinks he doesn't actually. But I just help him irrespective of his idea.

"Yes, I have some papers to go through. I'll drop you at our chamber and then head back to work." I respond while we walk.

Within few minutes, we reach the chamber and I get back to work chamber after leaving Archie. As soon as he gets into the room, he immediately goes and sits in front the canvas. He said there's some unfinished work that he needs to complete as fast as he can.

Walking in the hallways, I think how Dean's is going to deal with his father and how he'll convince him to be wedded with Winny. Remembering Winny, he left to his kingdom almost a week back. It has been long since he was here and he said it was time for him to leave. So, I arranged everything for him and send my guards along with him as he was alone when he came here.

I still can't understand how he traveled from their kingdom to here all alone. That boy sometimes makes me question how he could do things which others can't. Dean being one of it. I hope and pray to God that they'll be together and I'll do anything within my reach to help them, even if it means fighting against my uncle.

As these thoughts roll in my mind, I reach the work place and settle down in my chair. Heaving a sigh, I grab a file and untie the thread, letting it open for the contents to see. I read each and every line carefully before grabbing the brush. I dip the brush in the ink pot seated on the table and put my sign. This goes on for so long until all the files are signed. All these are already made and revised by responsible officials, I just have to go through and sign them.

Taking a look at the clock, I see it's past eight in the night. As Dean's departure was at the evening, I had to be in the work room for this long. Otherwise, I would have been gone back long time ago.

I arrange all the files and get up from the chair. Walking out, I head to our room and enter in when the guards open the doors which they close back immediately. The sight in front of my eyes makes my breathing stop for a second as my eyes widen. It reminds me of the first day incident which I encountered.

Archie is standing at the dressing area putting on his clothes. Looks like he just finished taking his night bathe. He's already dressed in his pants and was going to put on his shirt but he stopped his act when he saw me entering the room.

His looks exactly the same as our last time encounter with his shocked face and flushed cheeks. I come out of my trace and slowly march towards him. When I stand in front of him, he stares at me with wide confused eyes.

"Why do you always appear when I change my clothes?" He accuses me.

"It's you who's always being naked during my arrival to our room." I reply as I bring my hands up and gently take the garment from his hold, all the while I keep my gaze solely on him.

I let the garment fall onto the floor with a soft thud and move closer to him, closing the little gap between us. His face turns bright red as I drape my hands around his exposed waist. My heart skips a beat and my body heats when I feel his soft skin against mine.

Sure, we have been sleeping together in eachothers embrace after our confessions but we never had skin to skin contact. And touching him is literally setting my skin on fire. His hands land on my chest at the impact of me pulling him towards me and he looks straight into my eyes.

"What are you doing?" He whispers, his breath fanning over my face.

"We didn't complete our wedding night ritual. I think it's time we do it." I whisper back into his ear and feel his body shivering in my hands.

"No, we're not! Go and get freshen." He says and tries to push me away.

"I'm afraid that's not the case, my queen." I resort and place a small kiss on the flesh of his neck, earning a soft whimper from him.

"Stop it, Kian. If not, I'll scream and let everyone know." He threatens me but still gives access to me by tilting his head to other side.

I chuckle, leaving vibrations on his skin before facing him, "scream so loudly that the whole kingdom should hear you moaning my name in pleasure."

My words makes him tremble in my hands and I smirk knowing there's not much time left for him to stop fighting against me and to surrender to me. His body and his heart, both are wanting me. So, his protests are not going to last long.

I slide my hands from his waist down to his bum as I attempt to lift him up. Making my attempt successful, on instinct he brings his hands up and arounds them on my neck. I grin as I lift him up in my hands and walk us to the bed.

Laying him on the bed, I climb up and hover him while staring at him with new found feelings. His chocolate brown eyes are half closed and his red lips are parted in erotic way while his chest moves up and down as he breathes heavily.

I lean down and capture his lips in mine, savouring his sweet taste. He responds almost immediately and pulls me closer to him with his hands that are wrapped around my neck. That creates more friction to our soft kiss and turns it more hungry and passionate. I lick his lips which earns soft moans from him before I gently bite on them. He groans as he opens his mouth and I shove my tongue inside.

The inside of his mouth is warm and it totally engulfs me into heat. I swirl my tongue against his as he fights with mine. I hold his hips in my hands and squeeze his flesh as his hands rub my hair locks before grabbing them in his fist as we kiss passionately. Our intense kiss comes to a stop when he hardly pushes me away and separates us.

"What?" I groan at the disturbance.

"Atleast lock the doors." He mumbles while directing his eyes towards the doors.

"They're already closed, though." I state and lean down to kiss him again.

"No! Go and lock from inside. What if someone opens it suddenly?" He answers pushing my face with his palm.

"No one will enter without knocking or taking permission." I grumble, irked at his persistent interruption.

"I don't want to take any chances. Just go and lock if not let's sleep, I have no problem with that." He commands bossily.

Is he serious? Where did that shy boy who wouldn't even look at me straight in the eye go?

I shake my head and sigh before climbing down the bed. I do as he asked and turn to get back. My strides resound as I walk to him while removing my clothes one after the other. His eyes fix on me as he lies half naked on the bed. By the time I'm at the bed, all my clothes are over the floor and I stand in my birthsuit in front of him. He gulps seeing me without clothes for the first time and turns to other side as his face and cheeks turn red.

I chuckle lowly before getting on the bed and onto him. Grabbing the strings of his pant, I untie them before pulling down his hips. His head turns to me but he doesn't say anything instead lifts up his hips for me to remove his pant easily. I pull it down along with his underwear and throw them somewhere on the ground.

My heart skips a beat seeing him. How could he be so perfect? Though I've seen him naked before, I didn't observe his features. But looking at him now, I can't help but thank God for making him mine.

Just looking at him is making me hard and I don't think I can wait any longer. I grab the lotion bottle sitting on the bedside table and open the cab, pouring a generous amount in my hand. Bending down, I seizure his lips once again while I slowly bring my hand below and towards his entrance. I push a finger in and he gasps loudly into my mouth. His tight channels makes it hard for my finger to move but I still try until I hit on his sensitive spot.

A loud moan echoes the room as he tores his mouth from mine and screams at the sensation. I continue to work on loosing his entrance as my fingers increase in number from one to two and two to three. After a lot of preparation, I finally lube my member and bring it near to his hole. I kiss and lick his nipples before sucking them in an attempt to distract him knowing my member would cause him great pain. His hands clutch my back tightly as he moans and mewls at my attack and I insert my member as he's lost in pleasure.

It's a hurdle to move past his tight rings of muscles and when I finally succeed, he lets out a painful cry as tears leak his eyes. I hiss as he scratch my back with his nails. I stop and settle, giving both of us time to adjust. Taking his face in my hands, I gently wiping his tears and press a kiss on each of his eye before taking his lips. He kisses me back eagerly.

"Move." He whispers into my mouth and I nod before slowly pulling out and pushing it back into him when I feel him relaxed.

His hands snake around my neck as I nestle my face in the crook of his neck and hug him completely to me. I leave soft kisses and gentle bites as I thrust into him. The sounds of his cries gets muffled in my neck. Our slow and steady moves turns into fast and hard and I grunt, feeling myself nearing. Bringing my hand down to his member, I hold it and pump him according to my pace. He hardens in my hands in no time and knowing he's already near to climax, I speed up my pace, both stroking and thrusting.

He cries out as he reaches his climax while arching his back of the bed and parts his lips in a silent scream. His walls tightens, clenching my member and that makes me release myself. I groan as I coat his insides with my seeds before I plop down on him.

Our sweat covered chests stick together as I pant, trying to come down from my high. It takes me a minute and once I get myself together, I look at Archie and see him sleeping. He's exhausted. Slowly getting off from him, I lay on the bed and pull him into my arms. I cover our bodies with the blanket and drift off if to sleep.

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I already warned you guys at the beginning, I'm not good at this. I apologise for my sloppy details and writing 🙏.