The Devil Judge ? || (ONE-SHOTS)

Author's Note:
Sorry for the late update, enjoy ❤

K just like in the series "The devil Judge" will remain as so.

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1800'
🔹️Realm of Kings 🔹️
City Of Eagles/Village of the Nathingale.

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🔸️Kang Yo Han🔸

I didn't want to argue or get lost in useless reasoning with my mind.
Nor ponder or understand why I was weak, a sudden and unforeseen deficiency.
As to how I had strayed like a restless deer into the hustle and bustle of my castle. In the vain hope of diverting my sense of smell away from that unknown source.
A smell similar to lavender, a strong scent preceding him. A scent of innocence that entered every room and every corner of the manor.
It penetrated like smoke under my nostrils into the dungeons of my being.

- My King... -

I narrowed my gaze, turning just in time to see K standing on the threshold of my chambers. His eyes cast to the ground.

-His scent is overwhelming and I fear for his safety-
He made a quick bow of reverence, putting his hands behind his back, his head now high. His full attention focused on me.

-What would you have me do? -

I looked up from the letters I was holding to his solid, lean figure. The dark mop of hair and the sharp eyes.

-I'd suggest moving him from the library to some other, more remote place, where his scent might be less noticeable, because your men are going mad with desire to find him- he answered promptly, noticing how the situation was escalating.

I grunted, rubbing the paper I held between my fingers. There weren't many possibilities. At this rate, the others would find where he was.
Although night had fallen, the guests were still toasting and dancing in a momentary euphoric rush.

Many of the eagles had brought some Nathingales with them, hinting that they were going to misuse them, their bodies and their talents at the end of the day.
-Fuck me and fuck him... - I replied irritated, knowing that I had purposely chosen to lock myself in my chambers waiting for his smell to stop provoking me, to stop moving my insides.

I didn't want to see him, or lay my eyes on that face with its graceful features. I didn't want to see his disarming looks or his harmonious appearance.

-What if that is his fate? Let them find him and devour him, after all it's his fault, he chose to give in to lust... -

It was in itself a hypocritical answer as I knew that desire could not arise by itself unless stimulated by one of us, and in addition it was clear as the firmament that he was a virgin. He genuinely didn't know what was happening to him.

-Shit... -

It was as if K had realised I was in conflict, giving me the space I deserved.

-Do you want me to send Jagger
to pick him up and take him to another room?-

I nodded without a second thought, convinced it was a good idea as I didn't want to give in.

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🔸Kim Ga On 🔸

I had spent most of the evening in the library, a large room adorned with fancy shelves and a multitude of books. There were desks and seats. So I had soon stumbled upon reading just to kill time.
The only times I'd gone out were to use the restroom and steal food from the banquet tables.
Jason had tried to stop me to see what I was up to and why I wasn't with them to serve the king's soldiers.
But when he and Yuri approached me, they quickly understood and urged me to return to my hiding place.
They were both kind, as they understood my situation without saying a word.
However, I was beginning to get bored and wanted to do something other than sit at my desk waiting for this strange fever to clear up; because it wasn't even the high temperature the problem, but the feeling between my legs, the excitement and the hormones in my body.
I closed my eyes, resting my cheek against the desk. The cold surface. The body shaken by pleasant shivers.