#changbin request

You expected this much. After all, your father confined you in this place earlier that day specifically because it’s the safest, the hardest to reach. Once he gave you this order, you knew that your Kingdom didn’t have much longer.

Enemies have been taking over your territory little by little for a while now; a battle lost here, a battle lost there, and your Kingdom was bound to fall into ruins.

The worst part of it all was that there was nothing you could do to prevent it. Not as a powerless princess, anyway. You vowed to yourself that you would rise in power and change everything as your father fell sick, but there you were, locked in the tower, sitting idly on the floor and hearing your soldiers’ last screams in what would be the final battle before everything would fall apart for good.

You wondered briefly if they reached your father’s chambers yet. He was even less powerful than you now, with the impending death hovering over him like a kettle of vultures awaiting their prey. You wondered if his sickness would get to him first, or if the attackers would land the final blow.

Your thoughts were cut short when the sound of a powerful explosion rang in your ears, and you immediately turned your head to the small window above.

You could see your castle, your precious home, fully engulfed by flames, and your heart began beating alarmingly fast in your chest.

How long until they would find you? And what would come of you once they got to the tower?

Would they kill you?

Would they keep you alive and turn you into a slave to mock you for the rest of your life?

Would they put their dirty hands all over you, force you into submission?

You didn’t enjoy this pointless waiting for the inevitable. You loathed being so powerless, and if these walls were supposed to offer you any protection, you found yourself suffocated by them instead.

You wanted to escape, but how? The door was locked, the window was too small and way too far up for you to reach it. There wasn’t even a blade for you to use to end this suffering of anticipating the inescapable.

The only thing you could do was wait for the attackers to find you, and oh, how funny this game of waiting was. You almost wanted to laugh.

“Your Highness!” You heard a familiar voice from the other side of the door, before it flew open, broken by one of your guards.

“Changbin! If you’re here, that means…” You stood up immediately, running directly towards him.

He took into a tight embrace before grabbing your face with his hands and looking you right in the eyes. His look was grave, indicating the worst.

“Yes. I’m afraid our King has fallen. We must haste, Your Highness.”

“Where are we going?” You asked breathless as he gripped your right hand and began running outside of the room into some underground tunnels under the Tower.

“We can’t stay here any longer. We will escape to the Eastern Kingdom through the sea. A ship should be waiting for us.” Changbin spoke hurriedly, guiding you further into the dark abyss.

“But Changbin… what about our home? What about our friends and families?” You frowned, worry plastered all over your face. You unfortunately knew the answer already, but still had a glimmer of hope inside your heart that maybe, just maybe, things could be different.

“Your Highness…” He spoke, shaking his head softly and trying to forget all about the once peaceful life you both shared.

“Then, why?” You suddenly stopped running, pulling him back to force him to face you. “Why did you come for me? You should’ve protected them…” You continued, feeling tears building up in the corners of your eyes.

“How could’ve I?” His voice fell. “How could’ve I run away with them and leave you behind?”

“Why would I matter more than them, then? I couldn’t even protect my own people…”

“And I’m no different. I couldn’t protect anyone… anyone but you, Your Highness. You are our only hope, and I swear on my life, I will always protect you.” Changbin spoke in a grave tone, and you knew he was serious, and that you could count on him to always be there for you.

“So will I.” You raised your head. “We will get out of here alive, and after we pull ourselves together, Changbin, I promise you that we will take back everything that rightfully belongs to us.”

“Changbin,” you whined, launching yourself across the mattress without even taking off your shoes. 

“Baby,” Changbin grunted, shifting his folders which had fallen in all sorts of directions after you cannon-balled onto the bed.

“How was work?” you asked him, even though your voice was muffled by the pillow cases.

“Boring,” Changbin grumbled. “I still have to look over these meeting notes before tomorrow.”

“Mhhmmm,” you replied, less than intelligently, as you reached out to squeeze his thigh. “I guess you don’t have enough time to fuck me tonight.”

Changbin inhaled sharply at the comment, dropping his hand on top of your own. “Y/N,” he purred in a guttural tone, but before he could say anything else, the door to the adjoining ensuite bathroom opened and revealed your other boyfriend, Chan, hunched over while drying off his hair. A cloud of steam followed him, and you sighed at the seductive image of your boyfriend wearing nothing but a very loose towel around his trim waist.

“I didn’t hear you come home,” Chan remarked, dismissing all semblance of decorum as he crawled on top of you, landing a wet, messy kiss across your pout before rolling over onto his side of the bed with an exhausted sigh. “I’m so tired.”

“Me too,” you agreed, closing your eyes and savoring the heat emanating from Chan after a scalding-hot shower.

“I can’t go to sleep though,” Chan complained. “My brain’s too wired.”

“Maybe I can help with that,” you said with a smirk, moving your hand along the sheets until you found the edges of Chan’s towel, climbing your fingers along the outline of his thigh until you felt the bulge tenting the fabric with an interested chub of his cock.

“You gonna jerk me off?” Chan asked with a lazy grin.

“If you want,” you replied with a hint on nonchalance. 

“I thought you needed a good fuck,” Changbin whispered, and his voice was husky with lust and desire, even if the tone contradicted the sleepy haze weighing down his eyelids.

“I think we’re all too tired for that,” you said, and it was a stark reminder that you were all working adults who dedicated way too much time to menial office jobs, studio production, and whatever the hell you were doing at the conference hall downtown - so much so that it was almost too tiring to dedicate any more time to one another at the end of the day.

And that had you frowning. 

“We can still have fun,” Chan said. “Without doing anything crazy.”

“Oh?” you laughed. “Like what?”

The question was airy and light-hearted, and you weren’t prepared to hear Chan’s voice right next to your ear, warm breath panting against your sensitive lobes. “Suck off Changbin, sweet girl, and I’ll take you nice and slow from behind.”

You moaned at the suggestion, trying not to lose your bearings when you watched Changbin push down the hem of his sweatpants, allowing his fully erect cock to spring free. “Looks like you really wanted it,” you remarked, and Changbin merely groaned in response as he dug his fingers into your hair to bring your mouth over his cock.

“I won’t last long,” he said, and you smirked knowing that Changbin was this worked up.

You planned to give him a good time, starting with gentle licks of your tongue across the swollen mushroom head of his cock, tasting the bitter precum already gathered there. “Keep it together, Bin,” Chan murmured, and you could see him from the corner of your eye, dropping the towel from around his waist and leaving him completely nude. 

He was a Greek god looking like that, sculpted with hard lines and defined ridges, rises and fall of muscles over toned skin that you knew he worked very hard to achieve after spending long hours in the gym with Changbin. But whereas Changbin was all big biceps and bulging pectorals, Chan was trimmer, emphasizing the shape and sharpness of the muscles that drove you insane. 

You whimpered when Chan started stroking himself, choosing to take Changbin as deeply as you could for a distraction from the sexy sight of your older boyfriend. “Fuck, Y/N,” Changbin hissed through gritted teeth, completely unprepared for you to swallow him down all at once, hollowing your cheeks and feeling him touch the back of your throat.

“No mercy,” Chan remarked, and you shivered when you felt him fall into position behind you, a heavy weight that felt scalding against your spine. “Let’s open you up, baby girl,” he said, and you nearly choked around Changbin’s thick length when Chan started to push his fingers between the soaked folds of your pussy, stretching and massaging the walls of your cunt to prepare you for his impressive erection. The one poking at your ass as you squirmed on the bed, moaning when Changbin tightened his hold around your head - a reminder that you should be focused on pleasuring him.

But it was hard to focus on Changbin with Chan behind you, fingering you into oblivion with his long digits curling up against your g-spot before thrusting in and out in a motion that would soon mimic his cock.

You closed your eyes to picture it, imagining the sensation of Chan’s cock instead of his fingers - it would fill you up so much better - while you started to bob your head up and down Changbin’s wet length, working him over as he grunted in response. 

“Soon, baby,” Changbin whispered, and you heeded his warning, sucking around the tip of his erection as you traced your tongue down the prominent vein that ran down the side of his cock, pumping more and more blood into the place where he was rapidly unwinding, chanting your name in a hushed tone before his hips jerked up and your mouth was filled with Changbin’s cum and his rapidly softening length.

You hummed in satisfaction, but Chan didn’t give you long to savor the moment, and you whined when he pulled out his fingers only to guide his cock to your entrance, pushing home with one long, languid thrust that left you gasping around Changbin’s release, spilling some of remaining cum onto your lips and chin.

“Fuck,” Changbin cursed, watching as your tongue darted out to follow the trail.

Chan growled at the tightness surrounding his cock, tapping you on the hip to make sure that you were still fine. 

You heart glowed at his thoughtfulness and you answered his unspoken cue by grinding yourself back on his cock. “Please,” you added, almost out of desperation, but Chan was there to give you what you needed, pulling back just to the tip before hitting home once again, reaching so deep inside that you wondered if he was touching your cervix.

Meanwhile, Changbin’s fingers had gathered up some of his release that was still coating your skin, rubbing it between his thumb and index finger before reaching down to rub circles against your clit. You jerked forward at the added stimulation, lowering your head to control your breathing as you started to feel the beginnings of a powerful orgasm building as an out of control heat that was threatening to engulf you completely. 

“Come on, gorgeous,” Chan snarled against the back of your neck, pressing kisses against the skin there as he pumped his hips viciously into yours. “Cum for us.”

You cried out both of their names when you allowed yourself to let go, feeling everything, including all those stresses from work, vanish in the blink of an eye, and you fell against Changbin while Chan continued to work you over - aiming for his own orgasm before you were oversensitive.

“Coming,” he grunted, and you tried your best to tighten your walls around his cock, hearing him exhale harshly until the familiar warmth of his cum filled you to the brim, leaking down your thighs when Chan finally pulled out.

“You did well, baby,” Changbin whispered, and his fingers were far more gentle as they combed through the knots that he had created earlier, smoothing out the individual strands of your hair while Chan ran his fingers down the grooves of your spine,

“I think we all needed that,” Chan said, and you heard Changbin chuckle as you merely smiled in contentment, knowing that even the exhaustions of everyday life could never splinter the intimacy you felt with both of them.