His Majesty's Devious Sin

[WARNING: The following contains sexual contents.]

Elias calmly glanced down, a mixture of emotions coursing through him. He was not pleased that the news spread so quickly. He thought she'd have the courtesy to wait for him to accept the baby first. 

"I didn't tell anyone else," Adeline instantly said, peering up at him without hesitation. "But Stella and Evelyn also overheard…"

Elias narrowed his eyes. Was she going to pressure him into accepting the child? It's a shame he didn't give into pressure.

"There is nothing wrong in Adeline telling me the news," Lydia quickly added on, noticing the atmosphere had changed. She glanced from her friend to the King. She regretted having such a big mouth.

"I am her best friend and someone who's also working on finding a solution. Don't look at her as if she has just exposed the deepest, darkest secret of Wraith!" Lydia accused him.

Elias simply pressed his lips together, throwing her a glare. He didn't need someone else to intervene in their marital issues. "Focus on your own love life," he snapped at her.

Elias turned and stormed off, with Adeline still in his arms. They were silent the entire time Elias carried her through the gardens, until they made a full-circle and were able to return to their car. 

The image of the loving couple was instantly captured by cameras, lights flashing and loud clamor echoing in the background. 

Once they were inside of the car, another heavy silence ensued. Adeline sat by herself, staring at her lap, drowning in guilt. Elias glared at the window, one ankle crossed over his knees. 

"I could've told the entire country," Adeline suddenly said. His head whipped in her direction. "When I made that public address live, and nearly fainted."

Adeline tightly gripped her dress. "But I didn't. I knew you weren't ready, so I waited and waited. I didn't want the news to pressure you into accepting the baby and I—"

"I'm sorry," Elias muttered.

Adeline blinked. She had created an entire scenario inside of her head, the good and the bad. The worst reaction and the best reaction. She had overthought every scenario possible, but didn't think of this one.

"What?" Adeline breathed out, turning to him. He was staring intently at her, his lips pressed into a firm line, but his eyes gentle. He placed a hand over hers and softly squeezed it. His skin was cold, but his touch was warm. She was confused.

"You had to hold in the good news for such a long time," Elias said. 

Adeline's hope soared. Did that mean he accepted the baby? The question must've been written all over her face. 

Elias continued staring at her, already knowing what was on her mind, but he couldn't bring himself to say it. "Did Lydia find a solution?"

Adeline's shoulders dropped. She cleared her throat, hoping to hide her disappointment, so that she didn't burden him. She forced a smile and tried to control her voice from trembling.

"N-not yet," Adeline managed to say, choking down her emotions. 

Adeline turned her head and decided to focus on something else. If she continued looking at him and his pained expression, it'd only hurt her more. So he wasn't ready to accept the child.

Adeline was getting impatient. She had pushed down her wishes to see a doctor, pushed down her wishes to find out how many weeks along, or what gender the baby was. How much longer was he going to make her wait?

"I see," Elias curtly responded, removing his hand from hers. He, too, focused on the window, and the whirling street light. He could practically hear her heart breaking, but could not say anything. 

Elias, unlike her, wasn't selfless. He couldn't lie to her, especially when it'd hurt her more.

- - - - -

"How about a bath together?" Elias inquired once they reached their bedroom. He closed the door behind them and flicked on the lights to see her heading straight for the bed.

Elias wrapped his arms around her, and kissed her exposed shoulder blades. She smelled like him now, but much softer, with a hint of sweetness and everything good in this world. His lips found the spot on her neck that made her legs buckle.

"I'll give you a nice massage, darling," Elias murmured, his fingers hooking upon the straps of her satin dress, the material teasing his rough skin.

"I want to sleep," Adeline coldly said.

Elias paused. He couldn't read her expression, for he was giving her a backward hug. But he could hear the pain in her voice, the emotion she tried so desperately to hide.

"Are you tired?" Elias asked, patient as always, his hand sliding up the jugular of her throat. Her breath hitched, and he grabbed her chin, forcing her head back. He stared into her eyes deeply as his other hand sensually trailed down the sides of her body.

"Elias I—"

"Or perhaps, you're upset?" Elias murmured, his hand slipping beneath her dress, inching the thin fabric higher and higher. He turned their bodies towards the vanity mirror, where she could see his seduction in plain-sight.

"Tell me, darling, what will fill you with joy?" Elias slowly slid his hands up, focused on the smooth, soft skin of her thighs, her breath hitching. 

"Elias…" she trailed off, hesitant. 

His fingers played with the side of her panties, her stomach clenching in anticipation. Her breathing was growing heavy just from his small teasing. He hooked one finger under her panties, whilst his middle finger stroked the area around her womanhood. She felt a throbbing sensation in between her legs, heat pooling.

"Don't—"

"You're wet," Elias mused.

Adeline's eyes went wide. He softly chuckled, bending down to capture her lips in a slow, tortuous kiss. He licked her bottom lips, his hand dipping her chin back, his tongue thrusting into her mouth. Even his tongue was cold, but her crevice was warm, and he eagerly explored it.

Elias's other hand slowly pulled down her panties, letting it fall to the ground. Suddenly, he cupped her sex and she whimpered, the unexpected pressure catching her by surprise. 

"You're dripping wet for me, darling, all from a simple touch," Elias cooed. "And you're telling me you want to sleep?" 

Adeline couldn't focus. His finger was rough but soft, slowly circling around her bundle of nerves. He was getting closer with each stroke of his finger, and she could barely stand upright. 

"Please," she whimpered, not sure if she wanted him to stop or continue.

Elias simply chuckled, his fingers slowly parting her petals. She pressed her body against his, her hands tightly gripping onto his arm for support. 

"Does it feel good, darling? Do you like seeing yourself being fingered?" Elias asked, just as he effortlessly slipped a finger inside, just to test her, before teasingly pulling it out. His finger slowly touched everything but her clit, and he knew she was getting frustrated, her breathing growing heavier.

"The bed," she managed to gasp out, so lost in his touch, she couldn't hear what he was saying. 

"Do you want me, darling?" Elias taunted, his hand coming to an abrupt stop. She let out a cry of protest, turning around and grabbing him by his tie. Without warning, she yanked him down and kissed him, his eyes briefly widening.

Instantly, Elias kissed her back, passionate and rough, forcing her to realize exactly who was in charge. He grabbed her by the waist, lifting her, and she instantly wrapped her legs around him. He placed her onto the bed and gripped her legs, spreading them apart for him. He got onto his knees, and licked her clit. His tongue was cold and wet, but soft and ticklish, sending her back arching and her thoughts blank. 

"I can feel you shaking on my tongue," Elias mused, slowly licking her teasingly, as her legs tensed.

The pleasure was too much. Adeline tried to close her legs, but he was already consuming her. He started in slow circles around her clit, before softly suckling on it, as she let out a moan.

Adeline shakily opened her eyes to see his face in between her thighs. Her heart skipped. He was staring intently at her, his lips twisted into a smirk as his tongue began to move wildly. She felt something building up within her, her head rolling back.

"Oh, o-oh, wait—," Adeline gasped, as he continued to suck and lick at the pearl. It started off slow, then stronger, then faster, before slowing down, and picking up speed. She wriggled her hips, trying to escape, but he had a tight grip on her thighs, forcing her to feel the pleasure. She was so close, squeezing her eyes shut.

"Beg for it," Elias murmured, watching as she let out a small, long groan, but eagerly obeyed him.

"Please, please, please," Adeline managed to gasped out, knowing there was no return from this. She grabbed the mattress, hoping for anything to distract her from the pleasure but it was to no avail.

Soon, she tightened, her stomach tensing, her hips arching upwards as she climaxed on his tongue. She was too sensitive now, but he didn't stop there.

Adeline cried out when he lapped at her juices, his tongue teasing her swollen clit. She tried to pull away, but he was already settled in between her legs, his dark hair tickling her inner thighs, his eyes staring directly into hers.

Only when her body collapsed onto the bed, and her legs were shaking did he stop. Adeline still had her legs spread when rose to his full height. Wanting more than just that, she wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer. Despite climaxing, she felt empty, and she wanted him to fill that hole.

"What happened to wanting to sleep?" Elias mused, placing himself in between her. She looked up at him through dewy eyes, and he bent down to kiss her cheek.

"Don't tease me," Adeline mumbled just as he pulled off his black tie and grabbed her wrist. Her eyes went wide. What was he doing? 

"Why don't we try something new tonight, darling?" Elias said as he tied her wrist to the headboard, her arms above her head. 

Adeline tugged at her wrist, realizing she couldn't move it. She gulped. She could no longer grip anything to distract herself from the pleasure. 

"Don't look at me like that," Elias mused as he unbuckled his belt and tossed it aside. He settled in between her parted legs, her thighs resting on his. His fingers touched the strap of her emerald dress, smirking when she trembled.

In a blink, he ripped off the fabric, discarding it aside. She yelped, attempting to close her legs and hide her breasts, but she was on full-display for him. She tried to move her hands to cover herself, but found herself struggling against his black tie.

Oh no.

"You'll be at my mercy tonight, darling," Elias murmured, bending down to kiss her softly on the lips, his hands roughly gripping her hips.

"Don't worry, I'll be gentle," he said just as he thrusted into her, earning a sharp gasp as her body arched off the bed.