WARNING: Non-con. Blowjob.

A smile crept onto Won's lips as he peeked through the crack of a door, watching as Hae Soo wrote a letter to Wang So. Won knew the letter would be confiscated and burned, but he found humor in watching the sanggung pine for his older brother. One year had taken their toll on the young woman before him. She was deprived of love and sex. There was never a more perfect prey.

Your highness, have you forgotten me? I have sent you so many letters, but each one has never been met with reply. Does your hatred for Yo prevent you from even sending any sort of message or sign to me?

Won sneered as he caught the sanggung red-handed.

He slammed her doors open with vehemence, listening to the resulting clack and watching Hae Soo flinch, dropping her brush onto the paper, smudging the evidence. "Prince Won," she gasped, standing. Her chair grated against the floor and Won clasped his hands before him, idly staring around the quaint little room.

Stepping forward, he snatched the letter up and held it out for inspection.

A blur of ink covered most of the king's name and Won examined the little marks that peeked out from the smudge. "Writing the king's name is a crime punishable by death, sanggung," Won sneered, his lips curling into an acid smile. "Didn't you know that?"

He knew she was too smart to incriminate herself. Hae Soo had served beneath three kings. She was a survivor. "Your highness must have read incorrectly," she replied, her eyes downcast.

Won allowed his gaze to freely roam over her body, noting that though she was not as beautiful as the gisaengs he frequently called to his room, there was something in her doe-like eyes that was attractive enough. Her breasts were small, her hips narrow, and her waist even smaller. He wondered what his brothers saw in her. She was a miniscule presence within the castle.

"Of course," Won nodded, feigning ignorance. He pressed a had to his chest as Hae Soo bit her bottom lip. "I must have read incorrectly." He held the paper up once more, reading what was given. "'Does your hatred for... dirt prevent you from even sending any sort of message or sign to me?' Well Hae Sanggung, I may not know the Wolf Dog very well, but I don't think he's afraid of dirt, now is he?"

The unspoken threat hung in the air and Won tossed the paper aside, listening to it flutter groundward. He crossed his arms as the lady swallowed. She spoke quietly. "I must have lost my wits in a moment of-"

"Your wits or your brain? Hae Sanggung?" Won snapped. He uncrossed his arms with a sigh and glanced around the tiny room she inhabited. There was no way he could fuck her here. He could hardly open his arms without touching the ends of the walls.

"I'll give you a choice," he said, stepping forward. He leaned towards the woman who kept her eyes downcast and her hands clenched into her skirt. "Because I'm a merciful prince," he added.

"Either I can drag you before the king and show him your letter, most likely resulting in the removal of your head… or you can take some precious moments out of your day to pleasure this bored prince." He leaned close to her ear and watched her flinch away from him. "And I happen to know that the Wolf Dog returns to Songak in less than a fortnight. I think you'd want to be alive when he returns."

She turned towards him and Won slid his tongue over his teeth, noting her surprise. Her bottomless eyes sparkled at the news and she coughed. "I doubt my… I don't think my skills as a lady of Damiwon would please your highness in the manner you wish," she all but whispered.

Won reached to grasp her chin, feeling her soft, pliable skin. She squirmed within his grasp and her eyes closed. He took that opportunity to kiss her, pressing his lips to hers.

Her mouth was tight and when he finally pried her jaw open, she fought every moment that he kissed her, making a mess of saliva against both their mouths. Her hands pushed against his chest and Won chuckled at her futile attempts to keep him away. "Do you know how many girls would beg at the very prospect of losing their maidenhood to a prince?" he hissed, pulling away from her. Her desperate fluttering sent a wave of heat towards his groin and Won licked his lips as he watched her gasp for breath.

"Then again," he murmured, wiping his mouth on the back of his sleeve. "Judging by how you write about the Wolf Dog…" Smirking, he pursed his lips and raised his eyebrows at her. "Tell me, does he fuck like a dog too? Does he howl when he cums?"

She blushed red and Won could not help but laugh. "Oh I know his majesty will want to hear this. Tell me, so that I can tell him- did my brother force you? Did he put you on your hands and knees and fuck you like a kennel bitch?"

He caught her hand when she tried to slap him. Grasping her quaking wrist, he twisted her around, pinning her arm behind her back and listening to her wail. "Perhaps you do want to lose your head," he growled into her ear. Won groaned when his erection rubbed against the back of her gown. Hae Soo's feistiness was something new and Won found himself enjoying her unpredictability.

He released her and watched her stagger her tearful eyes betraying hatred.

Won sat down in her chair and used two fingers to motion for her. "On your knees," he decided. "Since there's no space in this room for a proper fuck, I guess I'll have to use the mouth you so enjoy running."

"I am a lady of the king's palace," Hae Soo declared. Won wondered where her courage even stemmed from… and where he could clip it. "How can-"

"You can, you have, and you will. I have very good ears, Hae Sanggung. My ears tell me you and the Wolf Dog have already pleasured each other in more ways than one. Kneel."

He leered at her as she slowly bent her knees.

Her dress billowed out as she sat down. Won rolled his eyes before motion for her to come closer. "Come now, unless you have a snake for a tongue, you're getting nothing done."

She inched forward and he smirked from his position above her, looking at a pretty pin of lotus flowers and purple butterflies in her hair.

"Hae Sanggung, for your crime of writing his majesty's holy name, I sentence you to pleasure me with your mouth." He paused and thought of something that would further raise her ire. "I would have sentenced you to ride me until I put a princely bastard inside you, but I wouldn't want to put my cock into that loose cunt. After all, I have no way of knowing what maggots or infestations the Wolf Dog has squirted into you."

Her eyes flashed and her knuckles turned white as she gripped her gown. Won chuckled when she took a long breath before glaring at him. He unlaced his trousers and pulled his erection from beneath the folds of his clothing. "Get on with it. Oh," he snapped his fingers, "no hands and no teeth, or I'll have them smashed with a cudgel."

Hae Soo hesitated and Won clicked his tongue, goading her as if she was a horse. Then, she closed her eyes and Won watched as she slowly opened her mouth.

Her hot tongue ran over his length and he smirked as her expression contorted. She cringed and refused to look at him, her mouth enveloping him. He exhaled at the heat of her mouth as she bobbed her head between his open knees.

Oh how easy it would be to crush her head… Won held himself back for fear that she would bite his cock off if he did try to kill her.

She kept her eyes closed, her mouth working to bring him to an end as quickly as possible. Won saw through her and pushed her head away before he could climax. She paused and he breathed deeply. "How does a real prince's cock taste?" he asked. "Better than a dog's isn't it? Keep going. Use your tongue the way you did with my brother. Let's see what makes him come back for more."

A tear fell down Hae Soo's cheek and Won released a strangled moan when her mouth opened to him once more. He grasped the back of her head, forcing her lower until he saw her eyes slam open and her hands grasped his thighs. "Do you open your legs for my other brothers? Which ones are you close to? Baek Ah? How about Jung?" She choked as he pushed her head down, her little shrieks adding a strange tingling to the pleasure he felt. Her nails scraped against the silk of his trousers. Won hummed as he released her, watching her cry. "I thought I said no hands," he drawled.

Hae Soo sniffled and coughed, pressing a hand to her mouth. Her shoulders shook and her wide eyes leaked an endless supply of tears. "Please, have mercy," she begged. Won merely pointed back to his cock.

To her credit, the sanggung quieted her tears and silenced her hiccups as she closed her eyes and opened her mouth again. Won stared down at the woman as she halfheartedly continued to use her mouth on him. He did not touch her again, but continued to let himself moan and react to her technique-less acts. She only drove to finish him off and he found that annoying.

Won groaned and bucked his hips when he drew close, feeling Soo's mouth release him. Panting, he squirted onto her face and lips, layering white onto the stains left by her tears.

He leaned back against his seat as Hae Soo continued to keep her eyes clamped shut. Her hands fell from his legs and thumped against the wood floors. The only way he could tell she had not turned to stone was the rise and fall of her shoulders as she breathed through her nose.

Lacing his trousers back up, Won cleared his throat and stood, continuing to stare at her frozen form. He quite enjoyed the sight of his brother's bitch sitting on the floor, her face covered in his cum. Perhaps he would ask the king for her. He knew they could have quite a lot of fun together. She might even learn to enjoy riding a real prince if given the chance.

He laughed before walking away from the sanggung's bedroom.

How long has it been since I updated this? Thank you all for your patience. I hit a lot of writer's block with this one... idk I'm just having trouble writing smut.

Thanks for waiting!