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"Your majesty," A voice woke Seonghwa. The young prince yawned and rubbed his eyes. "There's urgent news from your parents."

"What is it?" Seonghwa stretched his arms above his head.

"I was only sent to tell you that they wish to speak about private matters with you. Your morning bath is waiting."

"Thanks." Seonghwa walked to his large, luxurious bathroom where a warm tub of water awaited him. Quickly, he stripped from his clothes and sat in.

All worries and priorities left him for a moment. The stress of being the kingdom's well-respected prince weighed him down—a lot.

"Honey!" His mother, the queen of Fever Island, knocked on the door. "Hurry up. Breakfast will not wait for you."

Seonghwa groaned and picked himself up. It took him a few minutes to get dressed, but he was eventually fluffing his wet hair after the bath.

"Your majesty, do you need someone to-"

"I'm fine. Thank you." Seonghwa rushed down the stairs. He entered the dining room, out of breath.

"It's about time," The king muttered.

"Sorry, dad." Seonghwa sat down in his seat. A few maids set out the warm plates of food in front of him. They closed the doors to seal the dining room from anyone around.

"Seonghwa," His mother began.

"What?" Seonghwa asked, mouth full of food.

"We received a note last night. A... gruesome note," His father informed.

"What happened?"

"Remember those guards we thought had abandoned the island with masses of our money?"

"Yeah..."

"We received hands from many of them in a box. It's a large kingdom, much bigger than ours." The king held sadness in his voice.

"But why would they attack us, dad?" Seonghwa looked at his father.

"Greed, sweetheart," The queen answered. "Just greed."

"So what's going to happen now?" The prince asked. "Do we have to hire more guards now, or...?"

The king and queen glanced at each other. Seonghwa noticed it too. "What?"

"There's a kingdom to the west. It's bigger than us, but not as big as them. We sent a message to them about receiving support."

"Oh," Seonghwa mumbled. His hands slipped underneath to grip the tablecloth. He was growing nervous.

"But the thing is... no one's going to help for free," Seonghwa's mother added. "The best way to assure a deal is to suggest a uhm, a marriage."

As Seonghwa's suspicions came true, all the food in his stomach became painful to hold.

"It's for the good of our kingdom, Seonghwa. Please remember that."

"Yeah." Seonghwa stood from his seat. "I'll be up in my room."
~

"On the plus side, maybe they're cute." Seonghwa heard his stylist, Yunho, comment while doing his hair. Tonight would be the night to meet his future spouse. The next time after would be on the wedding day.

"I guess. What would be even better is if it was a cute guy."

Yunho combed through Seonghwa's locks. "I'm sure your parents wouldn't force you to marry a wom-"

"Yunho, they forced me to marry someone I don't know. Who knows what else they could do?"

"Well... at least it's for our kingdom. Everyone has to respect you after this."

Seonghwa sighed. "That honestly doesn't even matter to me anymore."

"Oh, Seonghwa. You look so adorable!" The queen squished her son's cheeks. "I'm sure the prince will immediately want you by his side."

"Prince?" Seonghwa's eyes widened.

"Did you wish to marry his sister?"

"The prince is fine."

"Cute." She squished his cheeks again.

Seonghwa turned to Yunho. "Do I look adorable or hot?"

"Which one are you trying to go for?"

"H-Hot." Seonghwa looked around nervously.

"Okay, then."

"Your majesty, the king, queen, and princess of Hala Island escorting Prince Hongjoong to your honor."

Seonghwa would be lying if he said he didn't awe at the prince. He was so handsome. Just about every maid and female guest in the castle fell for him.

The prince of Fever Island held his head up high to not appear distracted. Yet how could he not be when the wavy blue-haired man dressed in a white royal suit was looking him up and down with no remorse?

Seonghwa, you're staring.

"My pleasure to meet you, your highness. I am Hongjoong, esteemed prince of Hala Island and loved by many. I come to accept the request of marriage in person."

Even his voice sounded perfect.

"It is nice to meet you finally, Hongjoong. This is my son." Seonghwa's father walked him over to Seonghwa.

Hongjoong held out his hand. Seonghwa was going to take it, but Hongjoong brought him into a hug instead.

"Shouldn't we get used to this?" He whispered into Seonghwa's ear.

The prince tensed up. He wasn't expecting that tone.

"Aw, how adorable." Hongjoong's mother clasped her hands. "Already in love."

"Let's have dinner, everyone."

The dinner table was set with various foods for the royal families. Tonight would be the dinner to celebrate the engagement. In two weeks, the wedding would take place at the beautiful royal garden where it would be broadcasted to the two kingdoms.

"I have to admit I was worried about marrying a stranger. I didn't know what you were like, much less how you looked," Seonghwa commented.

Hongjoong leaned close. "How I looked?"

Seonghwa swallowed hard.

"Are you saying I look good? That I exceeded your expectations?"

Seonghwa held his breath. He's doing that thing again with his voice. Fuck.

Hongjoong shuffled closer. "What's on your mind, Seonghwa?"

"It's nothing." Seonghwa turned away. His fiance smirked and kicked back in his chair.

That's how the night went—constant flirting and shyness between the two. Seonghwa couldn't help but feel attracted to him. And he hated that. This man just came into his life. Why is he just so damn attractive?

As the dinner went past midnight, Seonghwa yawned in exhaustion.

"Are you tired?" Hongjoong asked. He set a hand on the older's thigh in worry.

"A little. I've been up since early morning."

"I can walk you to your bedroom," Hongjoong offered.

"I think I know where my bedroom is-" Seonghwa tensed up when Hongjoong took his hand.

"I insist. After all, I'm going to be your husband. Don't you trust me?"

Seonghwa could've sworn he saw a glint in Hongjoong's eyes. And the damn voice he used to say those last four words. So low, so lustful.

"Okay," He replied. The pair excused themselves from the dinner and walked upstairs. As Seonghwa stepped down the hallway, a hand touched his lower back. He blushed.

"Where's the bedroom?" Hongjoong whispered. Seonghwa gulped.

"T-This one."

The prince opened his bedroom door and automatically fell onto the soft cushion. Hongjoong took his shoes and threw them aside.

"Tired, hm?" He ran a hand through Seonghwa's hair.

"Yeah..."

Hongjoong leaned down so their faces were centimeters away.

"Can I... kiss my fiancé's lips?"

"Mhm."

Hongjoong and Seonghwa's lips softly made contact with each other. Hongjoong held Seonghwa's arms in place to deepen the kiss.

The problem was when Seonghwa pulled Hongjoong down to sit on him. Hongjoong gasped and gulped.

"What's wrong, prince? Expecting me to get on my knees and suck you off?" The older grinned.

"W-Would you do that?" Hongjoong cursed himself for stuttering.

"Maybe." Seonghwa kissed him one last time. "But, I have to go to bed."

"Yeah." Hongjoong kissed his forehead. "I guess I won't see you until the wedding."

"After that, we'll be alone, huh?" Seonghwa smirked as Hongjoong opened the door.

"Yeah. I look forward to that, Prince Seonghwa. Goodnight." Hongjoong shut the door behind him.

"Likewise, Prince Hongjoong."

Seonghwa went to bed with a smile across his face.
~~~

The sweet, gentle breeze of early fall rushed across the island. It was the last trace of summer before the cold would come in.

Luckily the royal garden was always at a suitable temperature. Not too hot, not too cold.

But Seonghwa felt hot. He was nervous. He was scared. He was feeling so many feelings inside.

Tonight he would sleep in his bed for the last time and with his husband.

Cameras focused on his every move. All ready to catch the slightest mistake or step. No doubt, thousands of people were watching the wedding.

"I'm so proud of you, son. This is for the good of your land." The king embraced Seonghwa close to him. The prince now felt warm inside too.

Finally, the music began and it was time for Seonghwa to walk down the aisle.

The ceremony went by in a blur for both princes. From meeting each other at the altar to sealing their marriage promise with a kiss, they couldn't even keep track of so much happening. Now it was time for the reception, and more guests from around the kingdom were in attendance.

"I haven't been able to tell you this, but you look nice today," Hongjoong commented as he held Seonghwa's hand.

"Thank you." The older blushed. Hongjoong smiled and pecked his lips in front of all the guests.

The now-married couple sat down together at their table of honor. Seonghwa felt pretty. Mostly because Hongjoong reminded him every time they smiled and danced.

Near midnight, Seonghwa turned up his drink style. He would easily swallow down shots with other guests to enjoy the night. Hongjoong would simply watch from aside, probably smiling at his husband's chaotic behavior.

"I think you're a little too wasted," Hongjoong commented as Seonghwa stumbled to him.

"Drink one with me~" Seonghwa offered him a shot glass. Hongjoong raised an eyebrow.

"Can we go rest if I drink it?"

"Mmm... sure!"

Hongjoong took the glass and swallowed the liquor down. The liquid shook him up a bit before he reached for Seonghwa's waist.

"Let's go."

The guests didn't realize the couple had left until early dawn.

Seonghwa giggled as he fell onto the soft mattress of his bed. Hongjoong removed their shoes so they were comfortable.

"Hongjoong~ Give me a kiss."

"You smell like alcohol, Seonghwa."

"C'mon, prince."

Hongjoong gulped and inched close to him. The two's lips crashed together. Seonghwa's hands touched Hongjoong's sides.

Hongjoong grew impatient when Seonghwa didn't give up control of his mouth. Why was the older fighting so hard?

All of a sudden, he squeaked from the sudden sting on his lip. Seonghwa bit him. He took over Hongjoong due to the distraction.

Seonghwa went further by pulling Hongjoong's hips and forcing his ass down.

"S-Shit." Hongjoong held back a moan.

"C'mon. I know you want to." Seonghwa rolled his hips for more contact.

"This isn't right. I should be topping you." Hongjoong grabbed a fistful of hair and pulled Seonghwa in for a rough kiss.

Seonghwa broke it and squeezed his ass. "You're on top. Just not in charge, my prince."

Hongjoong bit his lip.

"Oh, do you like that name? Prince?"

"Shut up."

Seonghwa grinned. "You do. Just accept it: you're not a top."

"I... I am."

"Nuh-uh."

"You were going to suck me off." Hongjoong tried to look away. Yet he couldn't because everything about Seonghwa's look was beautiful and hard to avoid.

"I said maybe," Seonghwa shrugged. "But okay."

Hongjoong, now content with the power he thought he had, removed his pants as Seonghwa got down on his knees at the edge of the bed.

Hongjoong watched as Seonghwa's lips widened to fit him in his mouth. The older's shiny eyes stared into his own. Seonghwa kissed Hongjoong's dick before taking it into his hands and taking him deep.

A string of curses left Hongjoong's mouth from the warmth of Seonghwa's breaths. He tilted his head back and closed his eyes to moan in pleasure.

Kneeled in front of him, Seonghwa smirked. The view was just too good for him. How much he wanted to prove to Hongjoong that he wasn't so much of a top. Not with him.

In addition to messing around with the boy's length, Seonghwa gently pressed his fingertips down Hongjoong's thighs.

Short breaths only came out of the younger boy. "S-Seonghwa... stop."

Seonghwa chuckled. "Doing what? This?" He dragged his fingers down Hongjoong's thighs again. A light, high-pitched squeak left the boy. No longer did he speak as Seonghwa hollowed his mouth.

"Lay back for me, prince."

Hongjoong did as told with eyes shut. Seonghwa licked his inner thigh.

"Good boy."

Hongjoong smiled in content. His legs spread as a finger touched the outside of his hole.

Seonghwa pressed his thumb over the fleshy skin. "Do you like it when I do that? When my finger runs over this part?"

"Y-Yeah."

"Sounds like we need to reverse roles."

Hongjoong had no idea how fast he lost control over his husband. He didn't think about it until the next morning when he felt pain in his ass.

Seonghwa walked over to grab some lube as Hongjoong stripped completely from his clothes. Hongjoong gulped at the sight of Seonghwa removing his shirt. Yes, he worked out, but never did he think he'd end up looking like Seonghwa. So well-toned and strong.

"This will only hurt a little, alright?" Hongjoong nodded.

Not a moment later, Hongjoong whimpered in pain. Seonghwa hushed him and kissed his skin.

"You're doing fine, my prince. Let me slip another in."

Hongjoong felt tears trying to leave his eyes. He's never been a bottom. But something about the way Seonghwa's slender fingers penetrated him made him feel the need to have more.

As soft moans left Hongjoong's mouth, Seonghwa inserted another. His fingers scissored in different ways, making vulgar wet sounds emit.

Hongjoong barely felt full. As much as his ass tried to wrap around Seonghwa's fingers, he wanted something bigger. It wasn't enough.

"Seonghwa... please..."

"Hm? What was that?" Seonghwa slightly pulled out his fingers. Hongjoong whined.

"Bigger. I need something b-bigger..."

Seonghwa smirked. "Bigger in here? Here?" His fingers pressed down, still inside. Hongjoong panted hard.

Seonghwa couldn't wait anymore. He sloppily coated his member and teased Hongjoong by touching his rim.

"Wait until we get to my kingdom," The younger muttered. He groaned as Seonghwa pushed into him.

"Sorry, what was that?"

"I hate you."

Seonghwa steadily rolled his hips so Hongjoong could adjust.

Warmth crept up on the couple as they made love. Hongjoong bit his lip and hugged a pillow. Seonghwa could forever watch the boy in that state.

"You're doing great, Prince Joongie." He angled his thrusts to become sharp and powerful.

Covers shifted, the bed creaked. Everything underneath them moved and made a sound. Anyone who approached their bedroom door would quickly walk past from the loud, explicit noises inside.

"You're so adorable under me." Seonghwa leaned down and kissed the younger. His hand tugged Hongjoong's dick. "Right?"

"Mhm," Hongjoong hummed, full of exhaustion already. He wiped the sweat on his neck. "Only for oppa."

Seonghwa rose an eyebrow. Oh... He could get used to that.

Hongjoong held Seonghwa close by wrapping his legs around his husband's waist. The proximity made their lovemaking more intimate.

Cum slowly spurred out Hongjoong's tip. He couldn't hold it anymore. Seonghwa placed several kisses on Hongjoong's neck while preparing to release as well.

"Fill me, oppa. It's okay," Hongjoong whispered. He felt one more kiss on his collarbone.

"Whatever you wish, my prince." Seonghwa spread the boy's thighs as he came the furthest he could.

Hongjoong felt sticky and dirty. But at the same time, relaxed. Seonghwa cared to even tuck him in after cleaning. Now the two laid together, cuddling each other's warm and bare bodies.

As they kissed, Hongjoong remembered something. Seonghwa's breath strongly smelled like alcohol.

"Wait."

"Hm?"

"Weren't you drunk earlier?"

Seonghwa chuckled. "Maybe."

Hongjoong gasped and lightly shoved his arm. "You lied?"

"What I drank was nothing. It's called acting, Prince Hongjoongie. I had to get you up here somehow."

Hongjoong crossed his arms and sulked.

Seonghwa kissed his cheek. "But it turned out for the better, hm?"

"What did?"

"Reversing roles."

"I... guess."

Who knows? Maybe the next day during the sail to the Hala Kingdom, roles switched again...

Only the author knows that ;)