Long ago, peace rung all over the land from the two kingdoms: Fire and Ice. They agreed to stay within distance when they realized their abilities were never agreeable to be near one another. If fire touched ice, it melted. If ice touched fire, it froze.

Everything changed when a love triangle between the ice queen and the fire king came to play. The Ice Queen's affair with the Fire King made the Fire Queen angry, and set fire to their frozen paradise.

Killing dozens of ice villagers and destroying nearly half of the kingdom, the Ice King and Fire King rages into a ten year war. Until one day, their war brings them together to come at peace once more.

The new Fire Queen gave birth to the only heir to the Fire kingdom, and the Ice Queen gave birth to the only son for the Ice Kingdom. The two kings met in a mutual tower, and formed a peace treaty with their heirs. Once they turn eighteen, they are to be wed and an heir is to be born, reuniting the peace between Fire and Ice once more...

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"Do I have to do this," Wooyoung sighs, allowing his mother to fix his hair for the royal ball tonight.

"There is to be no question about it Wooyoung," she said sternly, turning him to face her as she began to apply a thin layer of eyeliner on the corner of his lids, "Many people have died to protect our kingdom and your father wants peace once more. The only way to bring peace unto all of us is for you to marry the Fire Prince and to conceive an heir."

Wooyoung sighs, rolling his eyes slightly and she stops, turning him to face her, "You're our only hope of peace Wooyoung. Please be on your best behavior. For the kingdom's sake."

Wooyoung nods, admitting defeat and jumps slightly when the heavy metal door behind him opened, "They're here," his father's voice booms.

Wooyoung put on his blue hooded cape, wrapping it around himself as he and his family and guards walk to the border line of their icy paradise. Just through the trees, he can see red capes coming towards them as well as guards on horses. A carriage broke through the trail and Wooyoung instantly recognized the fire emblem imprinted on the wooden door.

Fools. They're the kingdom of fire and they have wooden carriages? Wooyoung rolls his eyes as he watches as the carriage gets closer to his family, the guards on standby. His father sighs, "Behave Wooyoung, the last thing we need is another ten year war with fire."

Wooyoung doesn't respond, staring ahead as the carriage stops and a guard moves to open the door and put out a stool. The Fire King steps out first, holding his head high as his piercing eyes cut through the air and land on Wooyoung's father.

The Ice King steps forward and holds his hand out, "Raylor."

"Blair," The Fire King responds, stepping out of the way as his wife steps out of the carriage, heavy with child. Another heir soon to be born in the fire kingdom. Raylor takes her hand in his and helps her out of the carriage, she smiles kindly to Wooyoung's father and mother, and finally to Wooyoung.

The cause of the war between the two kingdoms was the murderous activity of the previous Fire Queen and later her death, the one who set the Ice kingdom ablaze after her trial at the Ice kingdom. This angered the Fire King and pushed the two to war. Seeing a new Queen with the Fire King, made everything smooth over easier.

And finally, the Fire Prince stepped out of their carriage.

Setting eyes upon him Wooyoung felt his heart beat faster and had to control himself as the Fire Prince stood by his father. The Fire King places his hand on his son's shoulders and smiles, "Blair, I present to you my son, Choi San."

The Ice King bows to him in respect, San doing the same and the Ice King places a hand on Wooyoung's back, pushing him forward a little, "Your Grace, San, my Queen, this is my son Wooyoung. My only son."

"You have other children?" Raylor tilts his head.

"Daughters. One was killed by the war and the other was sent to another country to keep safe from the war. Wooyoung stayed to study and learn how to be a ruler. And to be a potential Queen."

San's eyebrows raise in surprise as he smirks, "A carrier? Interesting."

"Of course," Raylor snaps at his son, San straightens, "Wooyoung is the carrier and will be the mother to your child. Our peace treaty."

"Great, that's all I'll ever be known for," Wooyoung mutters, loud enough people heard and some snickered. Including San.

His father takes in a deep breath and Wooyoung knows not to push it any further as his father faces the fire family, "Shall we go back to the palace and have some food and wine? Maybe talk over wedding plans?"

"Agreed, sounds like a plan."

After some warm food and fresh wine, the two kingdoms conversed about the wedding and guests, not giving the two princes an option. Instead, they sent them out into the gardens where many different kinds of plants grew. Wooyoung and San were silent as they walked side by side, San occasionally turning to glance at the other.

He clears his throat, "So... do you have a preference for the wedding and when it should be?"

Wooyoung sighs, "Please don't talk about the wedding. I'd rather talk about anything but the wedding, the heir, the kingdoms, the treaty..."

San purses his lips, stopping and turning to face Wooyoung, "I know you don't like this Wooyoung. But I'm actually willing to try and to be a good father and king that unites our kingdoms. I'll do anything to make you happy and to make you comfortable. Even after the day you give birth to an heir..." San broke off, biting his lip as he struggled to form the words, "you and the child can leave. Or I can. Whichever you want."

Wooyoung sighs, "The whole point of this treaty is to rule together and to have a child. Not to fall in love San."

San's face hardens and he straightens his posture, "Fine. If it's business you strictly want, then so be it."

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The night of the wedding came, and everyone celebrated with laughter, food, and wine. And while the two Princes should be celebrating their wedding, they sat side by side and watched as everyone else had fun. Wooyoung barely touched his food and San barely touched his wine, but Wooyoung's is fresh on his tongue.

"Let's have the new king and queen of the Fire kingdom lead us into the next dance!" A commoner calls from the crowd, causing everyone to cheer and agree as they wave the two down from their thrones.

Dan and Wooyoung blush, San standing first and holding his warm hand out to Wooyoung's cold. But when they touched, it was neutral. Wooyoung was lead to the dance floor and San placed his free hand on his waist as he waltzed with him around the ballroom floor. San held him close as they spun and spun around, smiling a little at Wooyoung as they danced gracefully.

All too soon the dance was over and the trumpets blew, Wooyoung and San's hearts race as the crowd cheers and begins to sing, "Its the night to take your love, it's the night to take your wife."

Wooyoung was picked up and carried over head and he wiggles to be let down, as well as San by men and women to their bedroom. When they get to the door, they set Wooyoung down carefully on the bed and same with San, leaving after cheering and cat calling.

Wooyoung and San sit in silence for a bit before San chuckles, "Well, I've heard stories of them doing this but I've never seen it actually happen."

"Does.... does this mean we have to..." Wooyoung blushes, gulping slightly.

San clears his throat, "I-It's bad luck if you don't," he bites his lip, "And plus that's the whole reason why we got married in the first place."

Wooyoung winces at the retort before standing, "Well, at least help me out of this dress."

San swallows the lump in his throat as he helps Wooyoung untie his corset and shed the wedding dress layers one by one. It was a gorgeous ice blue with rhinestones forming the Ice kingdom emblem. The sleeves were a delicate lace that covered Wooyoung's arms and hands, hooking around his middle finger on both hands.

As San slowly pulls the dress off of Wooyoung, he exposes his tan skin underneath and he couldn't help but start to grow hard at the image of seeing this gorgeous man. His husband, his Queen.

San's hands brush against Wooyoung's skin and leave goosebumps in their wake as he touched the Ice Prince as if he's the most fragile piece of glass in the world. Wooyoung shivers, allowing the dress to fall off of him in a heap on the floor and leaving him completely naked standing in front of the Fire Prince.

"You're beautiful Wooyoung," San whispers, pressing his lips to Wooyoung's shoulder and causing the younger tilt his head to the side and close his eyes.

"Have you done this before?" Wooyoung asks timidly, growing nervous and tenses under San's hands and lips.

It was quiet before San sighs, "No, my father wanted me to stay pure for this moment. He didn't want me to have an affair with anyone and create an heir with them. 'An affair tore this kingdom apart,'" he scoffs, "I wouldn't have went whoring myself anyway. I wanted to save myself for my Queen."

Wooyoung shivers, his muscles loosening as he turns to face San, "Me too."

San locks eyes with him, his dark amber eyes sent warmth to Wooyoung's core as he steps forward. San brushes Wooyoung's cheekbone softly with his thumb before leaning in and connecting their lips. It was a soft, tender kiss at first, the taste of their wine on their lips until San wanted more.

Wooyoung wraps his arms around San's neck and whimpers into the kiss, allowing San to deepen it. The kiss grew hungrier as Wooyoung starts to unbotton San's shirt and removing it, leaving the older half naked compared to Wooyoung.

San broke their kiss to pick Wooyoung up bridal style and carry him to their bed, laying him down gently before reconnecting their lips in hunger. Wooyoung's heart felt full as he kissed his husband, his hands curling themselves in San's black and red hair as the Fire Prince left heated kisses all over his face, chest, and lowering them.

Wooyoung sighs in pleasure as San's lips left warmth and fire in their wake, trailing down Wooyoung's stomach and hips. He jerks when San's hand touches his hard cock, his warm hands somehow caused Wooyoung to shiver as San blew cool air on his cock and hips. He jerks his hips, moaning softly, "San."

San places small kisses all over Wooyoung, spreading his legs in the process and dipping down to taste the quivering man below him. Wooyoung whimpers, throwing his head back into the pillows while San's tongue danced and made circular motions on him. He suddenly feels the wet muscle enter him slowly and winces, San shushing him, "I'll be gentle, don't worry."

Wooyoung nods, sitting up to watch as San's tongue wiggles in and out of him easily, his saliva making it easier to insert his tongue into the younger. Waves of pleasure crash into Wooyoung and he moans softly, panting hard as San gets bold enough to add a finger with his tongue, slowly stretching the younger more.

It hurt a little, but San was quick to wait and let Wooyoung adjust before pushing in anymore. As he pushes in, he pulls out with his finger curved until he hits Wooyoung's prostate, the younger gasps and his back arches off the mattress, "San!"

That gave San the cue to attack his prostate like a mad man, wiggling his tongue on Wooyoung's rim and thrusting his finger in and out quickly. He sneakily slides in a second, making Wooyoung's eyes water from the stretch but he quickly adjusted to the pain and pleasure filled him once more. Almost too soon, Wooyoung feels his stomach bubble and moans loudly, "Sannie, I feel weird-"

"Let it out Youngie," San whispers, kissing his inner thigh and thrusting in a third finger to chase Wooyoung's orgasm. Wooyoung's hips falter before they shake uncontrollably, cumming hard on his lower stomach and chest.

San kisses Wooyoung's thighs once more before withdrawing his fingers and coating his cock with the extra saliva and Wooyoung's cum. He leans up and kisses Wooyoung, Wooyoung still panting and out of breath as San lines himself up.

"I thought.. you never.. done this," Wooyoung pants in between his words closing his eyes and cringing when San starts to push in his cock slowly.

"I never have," San giggles, lacing fingers together and leaning forward to connect their lips in a brief kiss, "When you're the only child in the castle you grow bored and peep at other people in their rooms," he winks, pushing in more and Wooyoung yelps in pain.

His eyes water and San shushes him before kissing the tear tracks on his cheeks, "I got you, I got you."

They took their time connecting with one another until San finally bottoms out, kissing and whispering sweet nothings into Wooyoung's ear as he held his hips still. Wooyoung's warm, tight walls twitch and quiver around San's hard cock.

"Okay," Wooyoung whimpers, nodding and giving San the cue to move.

San moves his hips nice and slow as he made love to Wooyoung, the younger pants and moans softly as the pain slowly dispersed into pleasure. San kept the pace slow until Wooyoung whispers in his ear to go faster, which he obeys instantly. He wanted to make Wooyoung feel as amazing as he is feeling right now.

All too soon Wooyoung felt that bubble in his stomach growing again and he moans loudly, "Sannie, its-"

"Let it out Youngie," San whispers, connecting their lips and grinding their bodies together as he moans and grunts, "I love you."

Wooyoung's heart swells and he sobs as he cums hard, panting for air as he cuddles into San. San finally finishes after him, coating his warm walls with warm semen and Wooyoung swears he felt fire in his veins. San felt ice course through him and gasps, letting out a shocked sigh as Wooyoung and him lock eyes, "I love you too San. I can't believe I didn't see it until now, but I can."

San connects their soft lips in a kiss and wraps himself closer to Wooyoung, ignoring the sweat that coated their bodies and the bed that was half burnt, half frozen.

****

"Rosella!" Wooyoung calls, walking through the gardens, "Jade?"

"Roar!!" A tiny growl erupts from the trees and Wooyoung pretends to scream as his three year old son wraps his arms around his leg and nuzzles his face in his calf, "Got you mommy!"

"You got me my baby boy!" Wooyoung giggles and picks up his son, kissing his cheek, "Where's daddy and sissy?"

"Over 'dere," he points to the thornless rose bushes and Wooyoung sees San crouching behind them with their five year old in his arms.

"Jade!" Rosella groans, "You can't give away your army's position!"

Jade giggles and hides in Wooyoung's shoulder as San and his daughter make their way out of the bushes, San coming over to greet his Queen and his unborn child. Wooyoung smiles, looking down at his large belly as San cups the sides and leans down to kiss it, trailing kisses up to his soft lips.

Wooyoung hums, pulling away to smile, "My Fire King."

San smiles, his dimples expose themselves as he kisses his Queen once more, "My Ice Queen."

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Here I am coming in hot with another one shot request!! This is for my dear friend squidster97 because she's had a rough couple of days and I wanted to make her day 🥰 love you girlie thanks for always being there. ❤️