Drunk Oneshot

(Paedyn pov)

I look around at the gardens full of people dressed in their finest, delicately sipping champagne, having their own private conversations.
Then I look at my husband.
Soaking wet, and drunk, climbing out of one of the grand fountains.
Jax shows up by his side, laughing and handing him another drink, one he certainly does not need.
  My hands slip off my hips, the smooth red silk slightly slick from my sweaty palms.
This whole night I've been so nervous, and i don't even know why.
Maybe it was the stress of being queen, meetings, and the court, things of that sort.
Maybe it was the summer heat.
Or maybe it was the drunk man with dimples and a see through shirt, now unbuttoned way too much for a king.
   His eyes find my figure now, pupils large and dark. He waves a finger in my direction, but i just huff and turn away.
I can hear his footsteps behind mine, too close to smother the heat in my stomach.
   Slipping inside the nearest private hallway, I thought he was further behind, but i was wrong.
  A sudden hand wraps around the base of my hair, pulling me while exposing the back of my neck.
Warm lips find their way under my hair, now being held in a ponytail.
"That better be my husband, or I have a knife I'd like to show you" my voice has a slight tremor, and I know he hears it.
  I feel his hum against my back as he moves further down
"Oh my darling, vicious wife" his voice is heavy and covered in alcohol.
I can feel the water from the fountain on his hands as he pushes me against a wall, using my hair to maneuver me.
His slow kisses continue down my exposed back, making my heart thrum.
   "How gorgeous you are" he says, slipping his hands over my stomach and breasts, hugging me from behind.
I turn around in his loose grip, facing him head on.
His hair is a mess, dark ink waves covering his eyes. His lips are wet and puffy, begging to be bitten. I'm too busy tracing the lines of his cocky smile to notice his greedy hands sliding down my back.
Then all too suddenly, he cups my thighs and lifts me up, forcing me to wrap my legs around his waist, my hands automatically rest in his hair to steady myself.
"Why shouldn't I make you scream my name right now in this hallway?" His soft, but threatening words reach my ears, making my cheeks turn a bright red.
Before I can catch my breath and respond, his dangerous lips find my jaw, tracing it up and down, all over my face.
"Because you're far too drunk, and you don't understand bad ideas right now"
I manage to say, inbetween his little attacks.
His smile is wild, and bright, teeth shining from champagne.
"Is this a new rule? I thought I was allowed to touch you whenever I wanted"
I laugh, remembering my old rule, 'you can only touch me when you're sober'.
"Perhaps I should say you aren't allowed to touch me like this in hallways" I gasp out as his lips find my throat again, humming along to my words.
"Whatever my queen wishes" he mumbles.
Leaning away from the wall my back was resting on, he carries me down long corridors, whispering nasty things in my ear, and laughing when he trips over his own feet.
Eventually we reach our bedroom, I offer to get the door with my free hands, but he slurs something about chivalry, and promptly kicks the door until it opens.
   The next five minutes feel like two seconds.
I hear the door slam, I feel my dress practically getting ripped off my body, I feel my back roughly hitting the silk on the bed, I hear Kai swear under his breath.
But reality hits me when I feel his hungry tongue drag across my stomach, right down to my clit.
Moans and hums surround my ears, I'm not even sure if they're coming from me or Kai.
My legs squeeze his head, resting on his strong back. His tongue continues to violate my most sensitive parts, swirling around my clit, licking at the moisture like he hasn't been drinking alcohol all night.
"Kai Kai Kai Kai Kai Kai" I whisper to myself, over and over, I can't focus on anything else.
I start to jerk up into his face, but his hands pin my hips down, holding me in place to take whatever he wants to give me.
My stomach starts feeling tighter, my teeth grind together, pleasurable screams fill the air as my orgasm takes over.
Still in a haze,  I hear Kais muffled laughter, vibrating through my sensitive core.
  He starts to make his way up, his hair is still damp as he drags across my stomach, kissing my breasts until I'm begging for his lips on mine.
  His lips are wet and warm, and filled with drunk glee as he nips at me, shoving his tongue in my mouth, and gripping onto my hair for dear life.
"Take off your shirt" I mutter on his lips, my hands already going for the few buttons still done up.
"Paedyn, Paedyn" He tsks, "so needy"
I roll my eyes, and he kisses my temples.
   Easily slipping off his damp shirt, I reach for his belt next.
He stands up and winks, sliding his pants off, before pinning my legs up to my stomach.
Butterflies spread across my stomach as he stands and stares at me,
Pinned down and ready for his warmth.
"Well don't make me feel akward" I huff, slightly embarrassed.
He looks startled at my words,
"I don't think you're awkward" he states.
"Then what do you think of me?" I ask, a heat starts inbetween my open legs and spreads through the rest of my body
"I think you're extraordinary" my eyebrows shoot up, that's a new word for his descriptions, and I drink it up with delight.
He flashes a damned dimple before kneeling on the bed and lining up with my entrance.
I moan again and he swiftly takes his opportunity.
He slides in easily, and my walls happily suck him in.
He leans down till his forearms connect to the bed and he begans to rock back and forth, groaning every time he goes forward.
My hands slide into his hair, pulling at the roots until he's a moaning mess on top of me.
He thrusts hard, filling me more than I thought was possible, his pelvis slightly runs over my clit every time he thrusts back in.
I slowly move with him until I can match his rough pace.
What seems like forever passed when I finally hear his gentle murmurs
"Pae, oh Pae, Pae" he whimpers in my neck, his orgasm spreading through my hot walls.
I follow soon after, breathing heavily, arms falling into the soft mattress, exhaustion taking over.
Kai rolls over, afriad to put his full weight on me.
"Better than any whiskey" he sighs, seemingly more drunk than before.
"Go drink a glass of water" I scold, anticipating the answer
"Why would I do that when you're right here?"