A Tale of Two Kings [r-18]

[Lord Arthur Kirkland]

Request: I said that I shipped Kingy/Kingy, and Kingy informed me that if I write some Kingy/Kingy smut, I will get porn fanart of my choice. >7> Anyways, sorry for the crappy plot and the crappy writing and the crappy smut.

A Tale of Two Kings

Once upon a time, that is usually how such things go, correct? Nevertheless, there was a young king who ruled over a prosperous Kingdom. Like many fairy tale Kingdoms, this one was a Kingdom of magic, with the King and Queen at the top. Without both a King and Queen, the Kingdom would fall. This King of Spades ruled with his Queen, but the alliance was merely political. The suspicious Queen rarely graced the King with his presence. So, the King was left alone at the top.

The King spent his free time in his personal quarters, gazing into the mirror. He stared and himself and wondered what he could do to make his Queen spare him a glance? What would make his Queen finally gaze at him with longing or affection? He was handsome, was he not? He had blonde hair that was as gold as his sceptre. His blue eyes could be compared with sapphires, and certainly matched the blue royal clothing of Spades. The King glanced a bit at his stomach, he was not too fat for his Queen, was he? The King frowned at the mirror. What was it that bothered his Queen so?

Like any mirror in a fairy tale, this one was magic. On one such day that the King was gazing at the mirror, he reached out to place a hand on his reflection... only to find out that the reflection touched back, grabbing onto his hand. The King grabbed back, pulling The Reflection out of the mirror. He circled The Reflection, finding the other was exactly like him (albeit, in reverse). The Reflection was a perfect mirror image of the King himself!

The King finally had the chance to find out why his Queen disliked him, he decided. The King poked and prodded at The Reflection, but no luck! The Reflection simply stared at him with curiosity. The King would have investigate the matter more thoroughly. First, he removed the robe of The Reflection, but there was no sudden discovery of a flaw. The clothes underneath must be hiding something. Piece by piece, The King removed the clothing of The Reflection but was unable to locate a single flaw.

He stood in front of The Reflection, staring at his naked body, but couldn't figure out why his Queen spurned him so! Suddenly, The Reflection lifted a hand, and pulled The King into a soft kiss. The King, partly from loneliness (and perhaps sexual frustration), reciprocated, and the two moved closer together, sharing a deep kiss. Once they parted, The Reflection mirrored The King's undressing of himself, and soon The King and The Reflection stood in front of each other, naked.

This time, The King was the one to mirror the other, pulling The Reflection into another kiss, which steadily grew heated. Their bodies pressed up against one another, as if they were trying to become one once more. Things moved quickly and soon all The King could feel were warm touches and kisses everywhere. He wanted more, more, more. It simply was not enough. The King wanted to fill something deep with in him.

Things whirled faster and faster for the King before he found himself straddling The Reflection's lap, taking the other's arousal into himself. He pressed down, and the two moaned in unison. The Reflection carded his fingers through The Kings hair, and The King felt wild, felt so full, felt like he wasn't alone. The King's hips move, and roll, and glide, moving in a carnal dance with The Reflection's. The King felt warm fingers wrap around his erection, pulling and stroking along it.

The King let out a broken moan of the Queen's name, spilling into The Reflection's hand and clenching around him. The Reflection finished with him. The King laid back down on the bed, coming out of the high, feeling warm and sated. He slept.

When the King woke up, The Reflection was gone, as if it had merely been just a dream (but he recalled the Kingdom's odd magic and wondered). That day, the Queen spared him a small glance, and perhaps his Happily Ever After could be achieved...

[Lord Arthur Kirkland]

OMAKE

The King let out a loud moan as he rode The Reflection. The Queen couldn't bring himself to look away from the two naked men, embracing in The King's quarters. The Queen certainly hadn't tried to picture The King naked! Certainly not, but, the sight of two Kings, naked and moaning, was certainly a pleasing image. The Queen couldn't help but touch himself, releasing to the sights and sounds of his King.

He had a bit of trouble keeping his eyes off the King after that incident.

[Predatory Alfred]

Kirk, Kirk this is lovely. <3 Definitely a far cry from vague and terrible. I liked it a lot and what a clever way to come up with a second Kingy! Gahhh. <3 <3 <3

[King of Spades]

Kirk you have no idea how much I love you! BJ, now!

This was so sexy, I don't even...it's like something out of my craziest wet dream...or something <<
I also like the ending with the Queen sparing the King one single glance. I wonder if Queenie would like some double Kingy =u= mhmmm...

Kirk be prepared for a smutty fanart~ hehehe

[Sheriff Jones]

*dies from chronic nosebleed* LOVE IT!

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