"How'd you sleep Yuri bug?" I ask, climbing into her bed gingerly to place my hand upon her forehead.

She feels a little hot to the touch.

Jin, who's now fully dressed and respectable, sees what I'm doing and dashes off towards the bathroom. I'm sure he'd seen the medicine cabinet in there earlier, and I smile a little.

I'm sure he went to get the thermometer for me.

"I slept fine, " she tells me, voice scratchy.

But her puffy eyes tell me otherwise.

Seokjin returns quickly, and with not only the thermometer, but the Tylenol and vapor rub as well. I smile as I take the proffered items one by one, looking up at him in admiration.

He's obviously helped his sister with his nephew when he was sick.

"Thank you, " I tell him softly.

"It's not a problem, " he replies grinning.

The thermometer reveals to me that what I'd already guessed is true. Yuri has a low grade fever. I administer the Tylenol, and apply the vapor rub to her chest. She sniffs, and I make a mental note to grab some tissues from the store.

"Go back to sleep honey, " I command, stroking her hair and gently running my fingers through her scalp.

She's always found that comforting, and today is no exception. She's asleep within minutes, and I stand cautiously, determined not to wake her up. Her little hands are all balled up and near her face, and her little face looks so peaceful when she's sleeping.

I can't resist the urge to lean down, and place a kiss upon her cute little button nose before fleeing her bedroom silently, Seokjin right behind me. He closes the door quietly, and then grins at me happily.

"Do you need me to grab anything from the store?" He asks, following me as we head back to the kitchen.

"Actually, " I reply, turning to face Jin with my hand on the fridge, "that would be incredibly helpful. Yuri needs tissues, to blow her nose with, and some chicken noodle soup."

"Is her doctor available on Sunday?" He asks, noticing that I am digging through my purse for my phone.

I'd forgotten to place it on the charger last night.

"No, " I tell him, "I just need to charge my phone. I'm gonna have to cancel on Jo, she really wanted us to come over today. Says she has some big news."

He frowns thoughtfully, but grabs his keys from the coffee table anyway.

"I'll be right back, " he tells me, returning to the kitchen just long enough to kiss my cheek.

"Thank you, " I grab his wrist as he turns to leave, leaning up so that I can press my own chaste kiss to his cheek.

He blushes adorably, even while grinning saucily.

Once Jin has crossed the living room once more, and stepped out the front door, I look around, bored. There really isn't terribly much to do, only a very little bit of laundry. There are some dishes in the sink, but not that many.

And Jin should be back fairly quickly, there's a corner store just down the street.

I sigh mournfully, and resign myself to setting about the chores. First, I throw the available laundry into the washer, and then I pick up the living room. After putting the blanket away, I quickly run the vacuum cleaner, and before I know it, the washing machine is silent.

Once I've put the vacuum away, I switch the clothes from the washer into the dryer, and then make my way back to the kitchen. At this point, my body is working on autopilot.

I hate cleaning, so I often allow my mind to wander as I clean. So in the zone am I as I begin to scrub what little dishes are in the sink, that I don't hear the front door open. I don't notice Seokjin as he approaches, or the weight of the bag as he sets it down upon the counter.

But when his arms wrap around me from behind, I am startled. He chuckles as I gasp in alarm, and I swat at him playfully.

"That was mean!" I exclaim, half laughing.

"I tried to get your attention, " he retorts, chuckling in amusement. "You were in the zone. What were you thinking about?"

"You, actually."

"Is that so?"

"Mhm, " my response is more of a moan than anything else.

I am lost for any real words when I feel his fingers ghost across my stomach, and his teeth upon my neck.

"Again?" I cry in surprise.

His nimble fingers have found their way inside my panties. It is only his other arm, wrapped around my waist, that holds me upright.

My knees nearly buckle.

My hands plant down, open palmed, against the bottom of the sink. The hot water stings, but I can't seem to care, to ensorceled by the feeling of his long fingers stirring about my insides.

"Again," he replies huskily, directly into the sensitive shell of my ear. " and again. I will always want you."

I gasp in delight as my ass is exposed to the kitchen's cool air, Jin's hands eagerly peeling away the fabric of my pants and underwear. He's barely even touched me, but I'm already so wet that I can feel some of that moisture coming away with my undies, and I moan.

"You want my cock that bad?"

His voice is thick with barely repressed desire, and I shiver. But I'm too embarrassed to actually say what he wants me to, so I try grinding against him instead.

His fingers grab my hips with bruising force, and he moans lowly. I can feel his silken length through his jeans for only a moment before a set of his fingers leave my hips and he quickly yanks his own pants down.

I mewl happily, a garbled mass of unintelligible words leaving my throat at he sinks into me, both hands now grasping my hips firmly. The ache within has returned, morphing into something else with every stroke of his hips, with every time that he leans forward to nip and suckle at the skin of my neck and shoulders.

I can't believe the efficiency with which he makes me cum, again, and again. Before I know it, my voice is hoarse from shouting his name, and my knees wobble as if they might give out any second.

He pulls out, and spins me around before lifting me up. And after placing me down upon the counter, he rejoins with my flesh. He pounds away inside of me with enthusiasm, face buried in my breasts and arms wrapped around me tightly.

But I want to see his face.

I wrap my fingers into his hair, and pull up, forcing him to straighten his back. His eyes are heavy, hooded and dark, and his mouth is set into the shape of a tempting sigh.

Unable to help myself, I lean forwards and capture his lips with my own. He melts into the kiss immediately, and before long, he has turned the tides. He takes control of the kiss with surprising ferocity.

I explode, writhing and jerking drastically upon the kitchen counter and wrenching my lips from his. A cry of euphoria rises in my throat, only the be silenced and swallowed by Jin, who captures my lips with his own once more.

As he stills within, and I begin to come to my senses once more, I thank God for the fact that Yuri is such a heavy sleeper.

A/N: Guys, I'm so sorry. This last week I've just been feeling Princely pretty hard, and unable to write much else. Just hang in there with me though, Princely is nearly at the halfway mark, some stuff's 'bout to go down hardcore. I hope it isn't turning into something that's too smutty for you guys, but I promise, in Princely, the smut's got a purpose.