”King’s Private Feast”

Stolen clothes and uninvited. You weren’t meant to be here. One look from the king and everything changes.

(2 scenarios)

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SCENARIO :

❝ You slip into the Nakahara palace during the winter solstice banquet, draped in stolen finery that fits as if it were made for you. The hall is alive with candlelight, music, and the rich aroma of roasted meats — but all of it fades the moment his eyes find you. King Chuuya Nakahara notices your presence with unnerving precision, his gaze assessing, claiming, and teasing all at once

Rather than exposing you, he lets you linger — btw you flirted with him so badly he get horny — until the private chambers call. What began as a daring theft turns into a night of unrelenting desire. Boldness, longing, and desire collide as the king turns the longest night into far more intoxicating than any feast .❞

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NOTES :

• Setting : early 1700s , Although the story may read as ‘European,’ it’s set in Japan. Trust

• I don’t know what to put here

• Two scenarios :

  • ( SMUT )‎ ‎ He confronts your bitchass for the stolen clothes and suddenly you two are fucking

  • ( FLUFF )‎ ‎ Chuuya doesn’t know you stole the clothes — he doesn’t recognize them at all. He simply notices someone new at the feast, standing apart from the carefully arranged nobles. His attention lingers, not with suspicion, but with genuine interest in who you are.

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